SO PEEPS:
I've been thinking for a while now but I have come to the conclusion that I'm gonna make another account. So, for my last post: Farewell Hoes!
I've been thinking for a while now but I have come to the conclusion that I'm gonna make another account. So, for my last post: Farewell Hoes!
PART TWO ✡️ What do you post about: Fic, Bucky gifs, Preaching shit Do you get asks: no 🙃 Aesthetic: Black, converse, headphones, books Favourite band: Panic! At the disco Fictional character I’d date: BUCKY, JEFFERSON, SPIDERMAN. Hogwarts house: Slytherin, FIGHT ME Countries I’ve lived in: England Favourite fandom: Spn because we have a gif for everything Languages: British, Enochian Favourite film of 2016: Pride and Prejudice and Zombies Shuffle your music library: The mighty fall- Fall out boy Cake- Melanie Martinez Migraine- Twenty One pilots
PART THREE👿 Last thing you bought online: Teen Wolf Stilinski Lacrosse hoodie How would your friends describe you: quiet, shy, funny, trash, sarcastic, quite scary sometimes How would your enemies describe you: Sly, mean, selfish, ( I’m my own enemy) Who would you take a bullet for?: Sebastian Stan…. I tag: @of-fishnets-and-black-lace @papi-chulo-bucky @theassetseyeliner
Tom in dark blue shirts reblog if you agree
HOLY SHIT, PRAISE 🙏🏻
How it feels when you start exams:
Vs how you feel at the end of exams…
Currently doing my SATS all this week and this has made me feel so much better! 😂🤣😁
welcome home in Sebastian’s pants lol
Girls/girls/boys in Sebastian’s pants. LMAO
Sebastian Stan’s 2016 highlights - Red Carpet Events
Oh man, that blue suit and long hair…
STOP BEING SO GODDAMN PERFECT!
Summary: You’re a doctor for the avengers and when Bucky comes in with a hunk of metal in his side you find that it’s not his injury that’s making you sweat.
Warnings: Description of wounds/blood, Bucky being shameless
Note: I’m overwhelmed by the feedback I got on my last fic! You guys are great! So for my second fic I though I’d try out Bucky, again I’d love any constructive comments/criticism.
“Incoming! Incoming!” Odette, the surgical tech assigned to you rushes into the room.
“How many?” you ask, looking up from the table where you’ve laid out your tools.The tech flushes. You sigh. “What type of injuries?”
“Uh-hm..” the tech stutters. You turn around so you can hide your eye roll. “Dr.Cho’s been called in..” Odette says.
“Thank you, Odette” You say and head to the sink to scrub your hands again. You are a top scientist working for Fury, and besides having your degree in engineering you’re an MD who specializes in general surgery. So whenever the reinstated avengers go on mission you’re put on call, which basically consists of you waiting in the med bay in case anyone needs to be treated. Usually the injuries are minor, the team are unparalleled in what they do, and you just end up patching up deep scrapes or bullet grazes. Because of this and the fact you have daily work at the Avenger’s compound you’ve become very friendly with the team.
Your palms start to sweat. Today’s mission was supposed to be high risk and it’s a bad sign that Helen’s been called in. With you and one other doctor on call her and her technology are only called in for severe injuries. The door opens and a battered looking Steve supporting an even more battered looking Bucky walks in. Steve helps Bucky sit on the examination table.
“Any more injured?” You ask, pulling on gloves.
“Scrapes all around, except for Sam. He’s badly burned.” Steve blows air out of his mouth. You look at him, his brow is creased in worry.
“How badly?” You look at Bucky, he has a chunk of what seems to be jagged metal in his side, about two inches thick, protruding several inches from his gear. It seems to be a simple extraction job.
“Badly. But Park’s seeing to him” Samuel Park is the other doctor in the compound “Dr.Cho’s supposed to put him in the new Cradle.I hope she gets here soon.”
You walk to the table and pick up scissors and a knife. “Odette, You should go assist Dr.Park.” the tech nods, and scurries out the door. Steve goes to follow but looks back at Bucky.
“He’ll be fine, go,” You say, and with that Steve leaves.
You look at Bucky. His eyes are already trained on you. It reminds you of the time Steve came in for stitches. His forearm had been split open. Bucky leaned against the wall in the corner of the room, he remained silent but his eyes followed your every move. Even when you looked at him he didn’t break his gaze. You assumed he was just being protective over his best friend. Bucky hasn’t said more than two words to you in the time that you’ve known him. Even after he started opening up and joking around with the team he remained oddly silent around you. You assumed you annoyed him. He had no problem talking with the others and even flirting with the research techs.
You step up to him and start cutting away his gear. ‘Oops probably should have asked before I started cutting off his clothes’.Heat flushes down your neck and you stop your actions.
“Sorry, do you mind if I cut away your gear?”
“ ‘S fine” he says, voice low. You look up and you swear there’s a hint of smile on his face. You nod and continue. He smells of something metallic mixed with blood and sweat and a hint of….cologne…? As you cut away more of his gear you catch more of it. You try not to think about it. He’s handsome, the type of handsome that makes people do a double take. You try to ignore the broadness of his shoulders as his gear falls away, leaving him in a damp wife-beater.
“Ain’t even the first date and you’re already tryna get me outta my clothes.” He rasps, startling you. You stutter and stammer, before deciding not to respond.
“Okay,” you say, taking a breath. “I’m just going to take a look at this” You step in between his legs and inspect the metal shard. It looks worse than what you first thought it was. The shard is about the size of your hand and sticks out right below his rib cage, there’s a possibility that it might have hit some organs. There’s no exit point. Your heart rate goes up. Can a super soldier die if his major organs fail before his body can repair them?
You wheel over your table of tools. You wish you hadn’t sent away Odette.
“Can you lay down for me?,” You ask.
“Of course sugar.” He says, piercing you with his stare.
You take a deep breath, feeling flustered. Did this man want to die on the operating table?
You cut away his undershirt and prepare some local anesthesia.
“I’m going to try to numb the area, but I don’t know how well this will work. I’m sorry I don’t have anything else on hand.” You don’t even know if anesthesia would work on him.
“ ‘S alright, darling I’ve been through worse,” He says giving you a small smile. You feel your face fall as you think about how true his statement is. You numb him and take a deep breath.You move to start extracting the shard when his hand shoots out and grabs yours. You stop yourself from jumping.
“You know there is something that would make me feel better.” Bucky says, voice gravelly.
“Of course, what is it?” You place your tools back on the table. ‘Maybe a special painkiller?’ you think.
“A kiss,” Bucky’s face stretches into a wide smirk.
You splutter “James…!”
“Bucky.” he supplies, smirk not leaving his face.
“Bucky….I uh….I don’t think that would be necessary for minimizing your pain.”
“Oh I beg to differ darlin’“ He says.
You clear your throat and start to grab your tools again. Bucky says your name, pleadingly.
“Come on, ya really gonna deny a dyin’ man his final wish.” You roll your eyes at his dramatic tone. You fix him with your gaze.
“You’re not gonna die Bucky.”
“Here I am,bleeding out on your table, and all I’m askin’ for is one little kiss. Just one little kiss, from the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He looks at you from the corner of his eye “….before she slices me open.”
You sigh. One thing you know about Bucky Barnes is that he’s stubborn as a bull. Before you can talk yourself out of it, you lean over and press a kiss to his cheek, his stubble prickling you in a not unpleasant way.
For a moment Bucky just looks at you, it seems like he’s crawling underneath your skin with that stare. Then he groans “Really sugar? Ya gonna try and cheat a man with a chunk of metal in his side?”
“I-I, uh” You stammer
“You really are heartless.” He sighs dramatically, closing his eyes.
You war with yourself for a split second, before leaning down and pressing a quick kiss to his lips. As you start to pull away Bucky’s hand comes up and stops you, and he deepens the kiss. His lips are surprisingly soft, his stubble scratches your face deliciously. Remembering the fact that he has a piece of metal in his side, you slowly withdraw. Bucky tugs on your lip with his teeth as you do so, which makes you have to turn around in order to regain your composure. When you turn back around, Bucky’s face is split in an ear to ear grin.
“Alright beautiful, cut me open, I can now die a happy man.”
You swallow, “Shut up James,” you snap, hating how your voice shakes. You pick up your tools and start to remove the metal. It comes out surprisingly smoothly, except for the last few inches. As you pull them free, Bucky starts to bleed. Way too much. The end of the shard is jagged. You try to contain the blood. But there’s just so much, you call for assistance and try to repair the damage.
By the time you finish you’re covered in blood. “Bucky, Bucky can you hear me?” You say, stepping close and touching his face, he looks drawn, pale.
“His pulse is faint. But it’s there.” Odette says. You jump, you forgot she had come in.
“Alright,” you sigh, blowing hair back from your forehead. “Guess we’ll wait.”
Bucky’s moved to a different hospital bed in another one of the rooms, and fitted with IVs. Steve understandably freaks out, with two close friends gravely injured within 24 hours it’s no wonder. Sam’s healed now, resting. You tell Steve to do the same and sit in a chair in Bucky’s room. The others wander in and out of the room.You know with his regenerative properties he’ll recover, but when six hours pass you can’t help but worry. ‘Why hasn’t he woken up by now?’ .
You blink your eyes open as a sliver of sunlight passes across your face. You squint, looking at the clock on the wall: 7 am. Damn. You finished patching Bucky up at about 4 pm last night. You had fallen asleep in his room. ‘I’m terrible at keeping watch’ you scold yourself. ‘What if he had worsened during the night?’ You look over at Bucky, only to find him watching you. You jump.
“Man you need to stop doing that.” Your voice is thick with sleep. You lick your dry lips, feeling self conscious. Standing you hear your joints cracking as you walk over.
“How can I help it when you’re always lookin’ so gorgeous?” He smirks.
“Shut up,” You say, pulling back the covers and inspecting his wound. It looks nearly healed. “How do you feel?” you murmur.
“Alright,” He says wincing slightly as you put pressure on his wound. He sits up, and you try to ignore the way the muscles in his chest and stomach flex. “I’d feel better if you’d let me buy you dinner, though” He looks up at you through his lashes. You click your tongue.
“You really are shameless,”
“Come on, it’s the least I can do after bleedin’ all over ya.” You look down at yourself, your scrubs are crusted in dried blood. You start replacing the dressing on his wound.
“You say that to all the girls who stitch you up?” You quip, avoiding his gaze.
“Nope. But then again I don’t spend six months building up the courage to ask those girls out either.” You look at him for a long while,saying nothing, and notice how red starts to tinge his ears and creep up his neck.
“Alright,” You answer finally giving him a smirk of your own.
Bucky lets out a huge breath, and chuckles “Damn sugar, you really know how to make a man sweat, don’t ya?”
Tags : @stephie-senpai
If you read this as a British person it sounds even better.
Side note: I have no idea how this idea got in my head but a quick thanks to @crappy-camel for helping me with this!
School had been the same every year, same plain teachers, same ignorant students.
Until now.
It was a Monday, possibly the worst day of them all. That is because your English teacher despised you. Her name was Mrs Pine and she was an ugly git. She always gave you extremely low marks on tests and gave you a tardy for being the last person in the classroom in the mornings She was basically sent from Lucifer to make your life a living hell. She had the greasiest hair in a tight bun, dark eyes that stared into your soul, bony fingers and thin lips that made her look like a lizard. However, when you walked into class that morning, she was nowhere to be seen. Funny you thought to yourself she was always there to shout at you for absolutely nothing. Apparently, there was no teacher to be seen. You walked over to your seat and took out your book to read for the remaining 5 minutes you had of freedom. I wonder if we have a new teacher you thought.
As if on cue, someone walked into the classroom. You looked up from your book and the first thing you thought was DAYUM. A tall man with dark brown ear length hair and a strikingly sharp jawline. From afar you could even see the stubble grazing his lower face. As you looked closer, you could see his mesmerizing eyes. He was sporting black jeans and a blue button up shirt. It was extremely obvious to see that he was ripped, like extremely ripped. He sat down at the desk and announced, “Hello everyone, my name is Mr Barnes and I will be your substitute teacher for today.” HIs voice was a low, raspy, manly voice. He looked around the room and his eyes caught yours. Your breath hitched as you looked closer at the sliver orbs. God dammit he was gorgeous. Blush formed on your cheeks as he smiled, you smiled back and slipped your bookmark into the page. Your Y/E/C eye darted over to the far right of the room where the group of cheerleaders giggled and swooned over Mr Barnes. You internally groaned. So what he was good looking but you didn’t need to gossip about it to your friend who clearly sees him too.
You thoughts he was looking at something else but when you looked back at him, his eyes were still stuck to you. He began to call roll call and when it got to your name you thought you saw a smile flash across his face.
As the lesson began, every now and again he would glance over to you and you would blush immensily. The girls in the corner once followed his eyes to you and they all gave you icy glares and frowns. You really didn’t care one bit, you knew they were jealous.
The lesson came to an end and as you were about to walk out the door, he mumbled, “y/n,” you turned around and said yes, he replied with, “quick word.”
You turned around and walked over to his desk. you stood and waited as he stared into your y/e/c eyes. He didn’t flinch and neither did you until he looked down sheepishly and smiled. He rose from his desk and made his way over to you…
IM SO SORRY TO BE A PAIN IN THE ASS BUT I AM GOING TO LEAVE I THERE FOR PART 1. YES, THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE SMUT…
Reblog if you’ve ever had an idea for a fic that you like so much, that you wish someone else would write it so you could enjoy it as a reader.
I can’t believe how true this is
Sup everyone My mum just told me off for watching thirteen reasons why ( little does she know I’ve seen worse but that’s not the point) and I got rly confused Like, I know there are a couple thins that are a bit graphic but isn’t it better if I learn from an early age? Would you rather me find out from experience? My mother is so wrong sometimes it makes me wonder if she has seen my tumblr and was like, Why did I keep her? 😂Yeah, I’m 11 but I don’t give a shit. So what it’s about suicide and rape but I know the signs of it now and I know to try to help someone in need as best as I can. I’ve been meaning to tell someone about this and I know some people don’t give a shit but I just need to blurt it out. These gifs give me life:
Seb in a Suit Saturday, y'all
Seb in a suit Saturday…
@rubyrosettared I ❤️you!
Mad Hatter suit
40′s Bucky suit
Winter soldier suit
cocky gymnast suit
These are ALL good…
They all suit him.
I’ll take one of each please.
uuuuurrrrggggghhhhh why?????
I will forever reblog this even though it’s not Saturday.
none of you probably care but I think I’m taking a break from tumblr for the next day or so.
NOOOOOOOOOO
passionately lip syncing when nobody’s looking reblog if you agree
Oh God just kill me instead.
@persephone-is-here-omg @sexylibrarian1 top left one!!
Ugh, I know.
Daddy
Everything we know about London so far if you need to know:
• A white van mounted the pavement, speeding at about 50mph • Around 20 people were believed to be hit • A taxi driver claimed to see one among supposedly three men carrying a knife on the bridge • Estimated 6 serious injuries, around 10 people being treated on the pavement • There were gunshots on the bridge • Police boats are checking the river • There has been a stabbing at Borough market • Reports that another stabbing occurred at a restaurant • An arrest may have been made but the van driver supposedly got away • NOT a confirmed terrorist attack
EDIT for those reblogging- Vauxhall is unrelated and it’s confirmed terrorism now
Pray for London.🙏🏻
CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT HOW TALENTED SEBASTIAN STAN IS?!?! I mean seriously, Sebastian Stan is a phenomenal actor, that is literally the only word I can use to describe his acting; phenomenal.
I’m not just saying that because he’s good looking and I live in this delusional word where I want him to be talented as well as attractive. He genuinely has raw, unadulterated talent. He is good at what he does and he is extremely passionate about acting.
Now I haven’t seen all his work, but I have seen GIFs, clips, and a few of his movies and tv shows, and he is very into his roles.
(GIF not mine)
Look at him playing The Winter Soldier. There’s this one scene in CATWS, it’s right before they wipe his memory of seeing Steve. In those few second before they wipe him, you can see Seb acting in his DAMN BREATHING. You can see pain, forced obedience, anxiety, crippling fear, agony, all in the simple rise and fall of his chest! You can almost feel Bucky’s heart race. Not to mention, the role of Bucky requires Sebastian to switch personalities quickly, clearly, and smoothly, and Sebastian does that near flawlessly, which only further proves my point.
(GIF not mine)
Or what about Tj Hammond? This is one of Sebastian’s works that I have not seen the entirety of, but I have seen clips and what not, and I am in awe at how much emotion I am able to see him put into these 90-second clips! We see Sebastian express depression, hopelessness, addiction, rage, and doubt into this character in ONLY HIS FACIAL EXPRESSIONS. We don’t even need to see his whole body or hear his voice to know what and how his character is feeling! I mean, look at this! You can see a human being in the character he’s playing, just by looking at his facial expression.
(GIF not mine)
And we can’t forget Lance Tucker. Lance has a personality that is the exact opposite of Seb’s. Yet, Sebastian is still able to fully put himself into this character’s mindset and pull off this asshole-ish, prideful, sarcastic fuckboy’s character exceedingly well. Sebastian really brings out Lance’s character with his tone of voice, again with facial expression, and even in the way he walks! Seb puts his whole body into this role using body language and gestures. It’s simply incredible.
(GIF not mine)
I’m also going to quickly mention this scene where Sebastian plays Jack Benjamin (I thought it was Carter Braizen, but I was wrong). I think this is one of the most powerful scenes Sebastian has done. I have no idea where this is from or what the context of this scene is, but can see and feel how Jack is hurting. There is so much expressed in this one little GIF; pain, hurt, betrayal. You can even see that his character is hesitating to cry, even though he is clearly in a lot of emotional turmoil!
(GIF not mine)
And my all-time favorite; Jefferson. Sebastian, even in this relatively minor role, is able to put so much character and likeability into Jefferson! He puts protectiveness, doubt, grief, love and affection, betrayal, insanity, regret, fear, and so much more into Jefferson! And Jefferson was in, what, 4? 5 episodes? Despite Sebastian having very little air time on OUAT, he was still able to make his character memorable!
His fans even ask him questions on Twitter and Instagram about his characters and he’ll reply with two-paragraph answers! He is so into his characters that he is able to answer deep and psychological questions about them clearly, logically, and accurately! It’s almost terrifying how fully immersed he is in the characters he plays! He puts emotion, personality, genuine character, and backstory into every minute he’s seen on screen!
As an aspiring actor, myself, I can greatly appreciate Sebastian and how fucking amazing he is, both as an actor and as a person. Sebastian has been a major inspiration to me and my acting. His role as Jefferson was even the reason I started taking writing seriously way back in 2011. It will be a damn miracle if I can even struggle to be a fraction as talented as Sebastian Stan! Him being as talented and wonderful as he is has inspired me to push myself in my passion for the arts, especially acting, and for me to be a better person.
Thank you, Sebastian Stan, for your amazing talent, beautiful personality, and perseverance in life! You have been a huge fucking inspiration to me and so many others as an actor and as a kind, genuine human being. Thank you for teaching us to never give up, thank you for teaching us to embrace who we are, thank you for teaching us to love ourselves and other, thank you, Sebastian Stan! Keep being the marvelous (no pun intended) person you are!
Someone please send this to him.