the barn dance

libbyangelofthelord  asked:

Steve and Bucky seeing what people call gangsters today and talk about the Irish and Italian mafia when they were growing up and how they got some money during hard times for doing some runs for the mafia

“Huh.”  Steve looks over to Bucky where he sits curled up in a deep, cozy papasan chair. “I don’t think we qualify anymore, Buck.”

Bucky hummed, cheeks stuffed full of popcorn.  

“I’m sorry, what?” Sam leaned forward in his seat. “You don’t qualify as what anymore?”  The anticipation on his face was incredible.

Bucky shrugged.  “’Snothin’. Steve n’I just did odd jobs back in the day.  Had to make ends meet, you know how it is.” 

Clint narrowed his eyes.  “Wait.  Waitwaitwait. Odd jobs.” He looked at the screen to the rolling credits of the movie they’d just watched and back to Steve and Bucky.  “Oh my God.  Is that your way of saying you were Old-Timey Gangsters?”

It was Steve’s turn to shrug.  “Not really.  Sort of. –I mean.  Officially, legally.  Illegally.  Yeah.”

Oh my God.”  Steve was pretty sure Sam was going to have a heart attack. “Why did I not know this?!”

Bucky wriggled around so he could face Sam better.  “It was prohibition for us.  People were still drinkin’.  Steve needed medicine and an honest job didn’t pay as much as we needed. So.”  He shrugged.

“So I managed logistics and Bucky did the literal heavy lifting. Not really that big a deal.” 

Clint was grinning a mile wide.  “This is so much better than I could imagine.  Steve, you had mob connections.”  

“Have.”

Bucky hummed.  

What?!”  Sam squeaked.  

Steve made a defenseless gesture.  “Families like that have long memories.  They know I’m alive.”  He nodded towards the bar.  “You think I buy my liquor?”

Bucky grinned.  “You always did ingratiate yourself.” He looked at Sam.  “He was their best-selling supplier Brooklyn had.  They owe him; he helped keep them in business long enough for for prohibition to end and for them to make real money.”  Bucky held up his glass and let Dum-E cart it over to the bar, smiling wickedly.  “Another whiskey.”  

Guys My Age (1)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 2554

Warnings: Lap dancing. ANGST.

Summary: You’re playing truth or dare with the Avengers when Nat asks you when the last time you got laid was  and Sam dares you to pick a song that perfectly grasps why you haven’t had sex in so long.

A/N: Thanks for the anon who recommended this song. I thank the heavens I found it because it’s so fucking relevant. I can’t seem to write smut without just a tinsy bit of a plot. But here you go.

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virginia cryptids: it was born the thirteenth hour of the thirteenth day of the thirteenth week of the thirteenth month of the thirteenth year………………the moon was full, the devil was there.

wisconsin cryptids: I MAY HAVE BEEN DRUNK AS HELL, AND MAYBE IT IS COYOTE SEASON, BUT THERE WAS A DAMNED BIG DOG OUT ON BRAY ROAD AND I RECKON THAT IT WOULDA TRIEDA EAT ME IF I HADN’T HAD MY SHOTGUN

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Sebastian Stan and his stunt doubles singing the Minion song or as Seb calls it:

Ha! Take that, Steve and your barber shop quartet! (Although, I’m sure Bucky was one of them 😁)

P.S. Seb…….. What are you doing???!!!! Somehow, he always ends up as the one lurking behind his friends when they sing 😂😂😂

Cue this video I posted in May:

Everything I loved about Star Trek Beyond

•The opening scene with Kirk and the aliens 

•"I ripped my shirt again.“ 

•The scene with Bones and Kirk drinking. 

•Kirk and Bones

•Kirk not flirting with anybody/being a womanizer 

•Sulu being gay 

•Sulu’s family 

•Sulu 

•Kirk gazing lovingly up at Spock from the captain’s chair 

•The battle against the aliens 

•Bones and Spock getting on the turbolift together super badass 

•Bones and Spock going through the wrecked corridors together 

•Bones and Spock leaving on an escape pod together  

•Bones and Spock 

•Uhura kicking ass 

•Uhura risking her life to separate the saucer section 

•Jaylah 

•"Montgomery Scotty" 

•Chekov 

•Kirk and Chekov sliding down the enterprise hull  

•Bones and Spock 

•"Horseshit." 

•”What’s your favorite color?" 

•Bones carrying Spock around 

•Bones being bothered that Spock was planning on leaving  

•Spock laughing 

•Spock insisting that he does "respect” Bones 

•Non sexualized Jaylah 

•Jaylah’s music 

•Scotty and Jaylah’s friendship 

•Uhura and Sulu’s friendship 

•"My innards feel like they’ve been to a barn dance.“ 

•Spock and Bones shared glance when Kirk says to Spock, "What would I do without you?" 

•"You gave your girlfriend radioactive jewelry?!” •"You gave your girlfriend a tracking device?!“ 

•"I’m glad you don’t respect me." 

•The motorcycle holograms 

•Kirk grabbing Jaylah’s hand midairwhilespining ashskdj 

•Scotty and Keenser’s reunion 

•I can fly anything 

•Sulu being badass 

•Spock wanting Bones to come with him 

•Spock and Bones  

•Jaylah’s "Let me do it!” Then Uhura’s “Let her do it!" 

•Sabotage 

•Sulu and Chekov tapping to the beat 

•Bones flying the alien ship 

•Spock being a "damn backseat driver." 

•BONES AND SPOCK SAVING KIRK ASDJSKKSGAYNSSK 

•Kirk’s birthday party 

•Jaylah being accepted into starfleet 

•Chekov flirting with everybody 

•Spock and Kirk 

•Everybody getting equal and quality screen time

•The main seven all saying "Space, the final frontier…" 

•The Rihanna song 

•The entire soundtrack 

•The space credits 

•Beyond 

•Star Trek Beyond 

•The entire movie 

•In memory of Leonard Nimoy 

•For Anton

Anonymous said to buckykingofmemes: Ok but talking about salsa and swing I gotta ask if Steve’s done any dance sketches, it is in my contract as a social dance nerd

steve actually has a ton of dance sketches. he used to come with me when i wanted to go dancing and use it as life drawing practice. said it helped him get the unusual poses better. 

anyway, this sketch  is a really old one, from back before the war. that lovely lady im dancing with is my baby sister becca. becca and i used to do swing competitions together, and we were an unstoppable team, since we’d been dancing together since before she could walk. we danced with other people a lot, but when it came to competitions becca and i were pure magic. i was a pretty big guy and she was always tiny, so i could whip her through steps and lifts like lightning. and she always trusted me to catch her, since id been tossing her in the air for as long as she could remember, and never once let her drop. the two of us would invent lifts nobody else in brooklyn would dare to try. 

sometimes we roped stevie into helping, because he wasnt much bigger than becca, and we didnt have mirrors to practice with. so if we wanted to see how a move looked, we’d teach stevie becca’s lift and she’d watch and figure out what needed changing. steve had no rhythm at all, but he was usually game for the lifts. later, in the star spangled show, they tried to make use of some of those, but he still didnt have the steps down, so it never worked out.

after i got drafted, becca kept dancing. by the time she was thirty, she held the title of brooklyns longest-running swing queen, with fifteen consecutive wins. 

anonymous asked:

(first off I'd like to thank y'all for making this wonderful blog, I love reading everything on here. It also says we may submit new prompts? If not, feel free to delete this) Could I request Steve accidentally finding, and liking pole dancing? It's a full body workout, and it also helps with balence and coordination. Bonus if these skills somehow come out in the middle of a mission + teams reactions.

It was a quick lift, twist, and spin (ok, more like a kick but the HYDRA agent’s face was in the way of his boot) and Steve didn’t think anything of it.  

Until he saw Tony smirking wickedly and blast an exit in the far wall with a repulsor beam.  They were on the quinjet headed back to Avengers Tower when it started.  

“Interesting new moves, Cap.”

“Tony…”

“-No, I mean it! Where’d you learn that? I’ve only seen that sort of thing in certain types of establishments.”

Bruce was looking on confused and a little anxious.  The Hulk exhausted him and he clearly wasn’t sure if he had the energy for Tony’s troublemaking.  

Clint swallowed a bite of his protein bar and smirked.  “Oh yeah.  That was a pretty great kick to the head.  Very acrobatic.”

“Barton-“

“-I’m just saying!”

Before Steve had a chance to defend himself, Maria Hill’s voice carried from the far corner where she was bandaging Sam’s wrist.  “He takes pole dancing classes with me.”

It was true.  He’d stumbled upon the class by accident and after a little coaxing he’d joined and he loved it.  Not just because he got to spend time with teammates he didn’t always see (Darcy helped him catch up on what he missed while he was in the ice better than anyone, Nancy in accounting had the best recommendations for restaurants, and it was one of the only times he saw Pepper really relax), but because he felt centered and strong and sure-footed in a way he didn’t after his usual exercise regimen, even his gymnastics.    

Tony sputtered on his smoothie.  (The inclusion of a smoothie bar on the quinjet had been mocked exactly once) “Rogers I underestimated you! He doesn’t blush the whole time?  Romanoff, you’re not jealous you’re not in on this?”

Natasha didn’t look up from filing down the nails she’d broken. “I’m the instructor.  He doesn’t blush.”

“Huh.  And here I thought the forties would have made you a little conservative.”   

“Tony, I was a first-generation kid living in with other immigrants and spent my life getting beaten up for defending people from bullies that didn’t respect them or their rights.  I Captained the first interracial special ops team.  What part of that seems conservative?”

“I meant, you know, sexually.”  

Natasha snorted and gave an emphatic “Nope!”, also without looking up from her nails.

“Oh my god.  Did you just. Did you just announce that you and Cap are banging?”

Steve groaned.  “Tony-“

“Pole dancing, dating the scariest human this side of Barnes. What’s next? You gonna tell me you’re dating him, too?!”

Steve rubbed the back of his neck.  “…Well….”

“Oh my god.”  Tony closed his faceplate.  “I need to rethink everything I thought I knew.  I’ll see you all at the Tower.”  

Once Tony took off it was quiet for some time, everyone recovering from the fight (or digesting information, Steve wasn’t sure which.)

After several minutes, from one corner came a quiet ‘Told you’ and Sam begrudgingly passed Clint a twenty dollar bill.  

Steve wasn’t sure he wanted to know which part exactly they’d bet on.  

Another entry for the prompt game with the sweet @tonystarkstoga. Inspired by one of @susieeslei’s Tony&Natasha headcanons. Enjoy!


He could not find the room Natasha had told him about. Bucky’s eyes narrowed. He might have shaken off Hydra’s fucked-up version of a recruitment speech but he hadn’t gone from the Winter Soldier to being unable to find his way in the Avengers’ Tower. With a map.

“JARVIS?” Bucky asked the invisible computerised voice–and boy had that taken time getting used to–suspiciously. ”Is Natasha messing with me?”

“I do not believe so, Mr. Barnes,” the AI answered politely.

Bucky’s suspicion intensified.

“Is Tony messing with me?” Really, it wasn’t even a question. Why had Natasha ever been his first guess?

“I’m afraid I’m not at liberty to share this information with you,” JARVIS responded faithfully–which was all the confirmation Bucky needed.

Walking down the corridor for the sixth time in slow, measured steps Bucky stopped at a spot of ordinary wall he was 80 per cent sure was supposed to be a door.

“Alright, JARVIS, the easy or the hard way?”

There was a slight pause before the AI replied with something scarily close to exasperation, “Sir does not wish to be disturbed for anything less than an Avengers’ call.” 

“The hard way it is,” Bucky confirmed with a nod to himself. Then, without further ado, he slammed his metal hand against the wall.

It was just as well that he hadn’t used his full strength, because the ‘wall’ gave in without any resistance at all, and Bucky found himself stumbling through it gracelessly with a startled squeak.

He regained his balance within a split second of course, but he knew, he knew the footage of this would haunt him for the rest of his life time. He was going to kill them.

“I’m gonna kill them.”

“It has been noted down in your calendar, Mr Barnes,” JARVIS helpfully commented–which meant he was being a cheeky bastard again. “For the twelfth time this week, if you care to know.”

Bucky rolled his eyes and continued along the narrow path, determined but wary. Tony, he had learned the hard way, had an unhealthy obsession with trip wires and other hidden tricks and traps. He really didn’t need to give the rest of the team any more blackmail material than they already had–not that they were faring any better than he was.

The whole insanity had started two weeks ago. Naturally an absent-minded remark by Tony had been responsible for it.

“Are you telling me-,” Clint had demanded, a disturbing look of utter glee lighting up his eyes, after he’d recovered from chocking on his beloved coffee, “That there is a room hidden in this Tower in which you teach Natasha how to pole dance and none of us new about it?”

Tony, hair still sleep-ruffled and covered in a sweatshirt that had been Bucky’s at one point but looked much better on him, had blinked owlishly at them. “What kind of spies are you?” he had asked incredulously. Which they had taken as the challenge it was obviously meant to be.

And thus the grand search for the training room had begun. Personally, what with the faint vibrations of loud music Bucky was beginning to pick up, he felt confident that he was on the right track.


Four days later: 

“Are you telling me you found Tony and Natasha’s secret pole dance training room and instead of letting the rest of us know you decided to join in?”

“Wasn’t that the point?”

  • Zemo: Pop
  • Bucky: ???
  • Zemo: Six
  • Bucky: ...no.
  • Zemo: Squish
  • Bucky: No.
  • Zemo: Uh-uh
  • Bucky: NO.
  • Zemo: Cicero
  • Bucky: NO!!!
  • Zemo: Lipschitz
  • Bucky [voiceover]: Well, I was in such a state of shock, I completely blacked out. I can't remember a thing. It wasn't until later, when I was washing the blood off my hands, I even knew they were dead.

anonymous asked:

Bucky! (or Mod Hell, whichever works best) I'm starting swing in my dance class and I have the choice of being the guy or girl. I'm really excited but I don't know which one is more fun?

if you get to pick, be both! but honestly it’s gonna depend on what kind of swing you’re doing. if it’s something with a lot of lifts, dancing the male part is gonna take a lot of strength, and being physically larger than your partner helps. if you’re dancing female, you’ll still need to be strong but it’s more about core strength as opposed to lifting strength. often getting lifted can be kinda scary–youre trusting someone else to not drop you, so that may factor in. becca and i used to make skinny stevie help us practice lifts, and while i never dropped becca, i may have tossed stevie a few times. but only when he was being extra dumb.

if youre not in a style with a lot of lifts, then go with what seems more fun! guys get to lead and have to have the confidence in themselves to do so, but girls get to do lots of spins, and tend to get flashier moves. plus they get skirts, which always seemed more fun to dance in than pants. i guess the trade-off for swooshy skirts is having to dance in heels. according to most women who have to wear them a lot, heels are the devil’s footwear.

 which is why i generally stick to my combat boots.

 well. with one notable  exception. 

anonymous asked:

Bucky was a big-time lindy and swing dancer back in the day. Once he has his head on straight, he asks for help learning all the dance crazes he missed from the Locomotion to the chicken dance to the hustle to electric slide to the macarena to twerking.

I love dancer Bucky oh my!!! What if Bucky just gets really into it. It takes a lot of concentration so not only is it fun but it takes him out of his head and is a great way to release energy!!

Bucky enrolls in an adult beginner’s ballet class and is moved up to the next level almost immediately due to his strength and grace. It feels so good for him to use his stealth training for something other than what it was meant for. He’s light on his feet and strong. He’s also charming as hell and all the other students love to pair up with him.

When he’s completely fallen in love with dancing, he goes home and watches YouTube to teach himself all the new line/ party dances that he’s missed. He really has fun with the electric slide and walks around whistling the tune for weeks.

After he learns about twerking one day Sam comes over and he’s like “SAM LOOK WHAT I CAN DO!”

Bucky gets banned from twerking until further notice (but Sam does like watching him do ballet).