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Exploring Explosions ~
Bucky x reader
: ⚠️ warnings mentions of Sharon, coma, memory loss, and brain stuff ⚠️ :
Summary - While on a mission, something happens to bucky while on the journey to recover, he fines something he wants more than life itself.
(I know I used this before, but look at him)
(And ik these and short and kinda move fast but other wise imma dragggg this out and ain't noone wants that! 😭)
Part 1
Your heals clicked and clacked as you make your way to the living room, as you entered the room Steve stood up and gave you a look of concern look then sat down when he didn't see any distress on your face. You sat in the armchair, looking at your papers, biting your lip, making sure there was nothing else you could do at this moment.
"Good news first.. bucky should make a full recovery and there's no long term damage, the rush surrounding his face will die done duo to the super serum and cream we can provide him-" you were about to get to the not so good news when a irritated voice pipes up from the back. Sharon. "Can you get on with it, like we get it you 'saved him' just tell me what's wrong with him" She states as everyone just stares at her in disbelief, you blink a few times before ignoring her statement completely.
"As I was saying, the issue is the substance sprayed in Mr Barnes' face - well, uhh - to put it simply, it would affect how and what the brain releases chemically. So far, his brain has produced more dopamine, and we have a fair guess that it could also produce more oxytocin at an alarming rate."
You got some nods of understanding, some blank faces, and some straight out confused about what's going on, you were about to explain more but you got a notification that you were needing back at medical. Excusing yourself you quickly left the room and made your way down the hall to the medical ward and started praying on the way that no one died, you cursed under your breath for being stylish and wearing your heels and not your crocs or boots.
You slip through the Automatic sliding doors and went to Barnes door scanning your card and finger, the door opened and you quickly went inside locking it behind you, confused as to why you were notified that his vitals changed drastically becuase they looked normal. Then it hit you, They shouldn't be this normal. You unhooked, then sleeping soldier and grabbed the front of his bed, pulling him to the door, unlocking it and dragging it out, yelling for help, and to get the MRI machine ready. Once he's in the machine and getting scanned, you whip out your phone to inform cap that his best friend might be a lot worse than thought to be.
Cap entered just when James was being moved from the room and was being put back. He looked for you and saw you at the desk looking puzzled by his results. Before you could even speak, he knew you would have some big words and to give it to him so simply that even thor would understand.
"The stuff he was sprayed with was so old that it took time kicking in, and now it has the body got so almost stressed it thought its best way to survive was to just go black." You said with a straight face, and Steve understood but also knew you left parts out you couldnt dumb down. "Steve.. if worse comes to worse, he could be in a coma for years.. and the best outcome is memory loss, " which hung in the air for quite some time before he just started nodding and walking around, pacing back and forth. He sat on the ground and just looked shocked and in denial.
@unaxv @sapphirebarnes
(Idk if it worked)
Exploring explosions ~
Bucky x reader *no use of Y/N*
Part 1 part 2 series
:⚠️warnings: use of russain throught google translate as your gurl aint russain, SHARON, 1 naughty word ⚠️:
【This is probably bad, but I've changed it already, so oops】
Summary - While on a mission, something happens to bucky. On his journey to recovery, he fines something he wants more than life.
You've been by buckys bed like you promised steve almost 24/7, it's not so bad as you get to catch up on paper work you've been ignoring like the plague and its also helped you de-stress, somehow. The only issue is Sharon... FUCKING SHARON, she keeps trying to get in here but for what? She said because she misses him but everyone knows he didn't like her, but you were able to get her on a mission saying Nat still wasn't fit for the job due to explosion but since Sharon used to tell everyone she was better than her you volunteered her.
Your sitting at the your desk you moved into the room, you've been avoiding buckys paper work for the failed mission, but as Steve didn't see why the building explosioned it makes the report almost impossible. You scoff and throw the papers on your table and lean back in your chair. You rub your eyes with your finger and thum, groaning while doing so. You slowly looked up at the clock on the other wall, sighing you, looking over to James hospital bed. You were shocked to see him laying there, staring right back at you.
Grabbing your chart, you write down the time and all his vitals on the machine he's hooked up to, slowly pushing your chair closer. You analyse his features like his cheekbones, eyebrows, and his eyes.. you couldn't admit that you found bucky slightly - okay, maybe more than slightly attractive, but how could you not with that arm and his hair and those muscles... what? You think to yourself as you stare at him in disbelief that you caught yourself even thinking like that. You looked at him properly this time, and he just looked blank with a smidge on confused, barely noticeable. "Hello Barnes, im the head of medical.. can you tell me where you are?"
He doesn't reply, just hyper focused on you and nothing else, but then he slowly shakes his head, maybe to himself, but you think you saw it. "Barnes, do you know where you are?" You say more firmly, hoping you will get some sort of answer but just stares. Your mind is going blank on what to do. For a first in a while, you're stuck. You got an idea and slowly took out your phone, turning it on you sent a text to Steve asking if you could try the winter soldier way, doing this extra slowly so you didn't startle him. You just kinda stared at him, breaking into a soft smile once or twice, but his face was set in stone.
Your phone vibrating twice before you look at it, again slowly bringing it up and checking to see Steve's reaction giving you the go ahead, you didn't need his approval or didn't really care but you wanted to keep him in the loop, so you thought of a game play while he's secretly look round the room, here goes nothing. "солдат, ты знаешь, где ты?" You tried speaking with authority.
"меня поймали" he mumbled not look at you but the ground. You're not proud of this, but you took off your coat and showed him your collar bone with: SC-837-152 tattooed into your flesh. He looked up at you and straightened his back at the new knowledge, "это не база ГИДРЫ.. где я? почему ты на них работаешь.. " He scoffed at you slightly before he looked at the door as the door handle rattled and shook. You smiled as you just thought of a great way to welcome him.
"женщина не знает личного пространства, тебе нравится личное пространство, не так ли? самое лучшее, что она не знает русский язык." She snickered as you added the built-in restraints walking to the door. You saw him thrash around and try to get his arms out, but they were built for him. "они были созданы специально для вас, получайте удовольствие" you unlocked the door and opened in swiftly to see Sharon on her knees with a lock picking tool, "hes all your" you say walking away to get lunch, which is now upgraded from 39 mins to 2 hours, which were your normal lunch hours.
@unaxv @sapphirebarnes (just lemme know if yall want added (don't think the first one worked)
🖤🚮young luv🚮🖤
❀ Pansy n°8 = Who are my / our Husbandos ?
*sigh*
You know how therapists say - at least tiktok ones :/ - that to be ready for a relationship you have to break off your imaginary ones first ? Well for me - and many people I’m sure - it is complicated to say goodbye to thousand that much fictive lives and lovers… Especially when it’s the only way I get to fall asleep, making up fake scenarios.
I dream so much about love, I’ve got to have it in some way, no ? Be it with fictional characters, celebrities, voice actors or even made up characters, I have to dream about a significant other loving up on me. Am I exposing myself too much ? Yes, yes I am … :/ But, f*ck it.
It is really easy to imagine a life with a celebrity as they are public personalities and we know so much about their lives. Too much… Moreover, your brain - and heart - does not make the difference between real people and fictional ones. That’s why you can feel truly heartbroken when a character you’ve grown attached to is sad or dies. Real or not, it makes no difference when emotions are thrown into the mix…
→ The way I realized this was true is pretty embarrassing but I’ll tell you anyway… I was young - around 17 - and in a big as well as deep spiderman / Tom Holland period. So much that it was concerning… :/ Then, pictures of Zendaya and Tom kissing came out and their relationship was outed. And… *sigh* My first reaction was crying. I felt heartbroken but mostly pathetic and embarrassed to be affected so much by it. I was disgusted by myself, because I was crying over something - someone - that had nothing to do with me. Yet it was a true awakening. After that I stopped - or at least I think I did :/ - to get THIS attached to my dumb celebrity crushes.
It also made me realize something really important.
We don’t know who our celebrity crushes are, not really. What we see of them is only through media, dramas, speculations… Their images are controlled and a source of income for many - *cough cough* paparazzis :/. Sadly, they don’t have the chance to live freely, away from camera lenses…
And we, their fandom, play a part in their objectification. It’s important to know that the person we have a crush on, write fictions about and obsess over is a made up version of them. It’s only how we picture them, how we’d like them to be. Not how they are, because we don’t know. We can’t know. And we shouldn’t, because they have a right to privacy.
We don’t know them, exactly how they don’t know each one of us.
So now, I see it more like having a crush on a fictional character. Because that’s what they become. They have made up lives and personalities. It’s fake, it’s fictional. And it’s okay. I think it’s better than knowing every detail and overstepping boundaries in their busy and stressful lives. It might be okay to admire and be attracted to them, but it definitely isn’t if we don’t respect that they stay humans and that in their place we wouldn’t want our lives to be invaded by strangers.
Nevertheless, drawing this conclusion makes me feel even more lonely. Plus, all these imagination filled scenarios definitely don’t help to have a realistic idea of love. I feel bound to be disappointed by life and love - especially by men :/. That’s the problem with overthinking, dreaming and projecting too much… You always end up falling from the high cloud you set yourself on.
Maybe one day I’ll find “the one” - whoever it may be or if they even exist. Only time will tell, for now I’ll try and deal with the loneliness.
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🔺Original work please do not steal or copy, Thanks.🔺
A touch of Frost
Foreword:
This is a Yaoi fanfiction. If you’re not into that and don’t want your perception of the characters permanently ruined :D you probably want to scroll past this. Note this story is of the sexual nature and is very graphic and detailed. Also, some of my headcanons of the race names and anatomy of the characters will be incorporated into this story.
Dragon ball super Hit X Frost NSFW.
Seguir leyendo
Cigarette and Beer
This is what I mean when I say love is beautiful. Straight or gay, it's all love.
sweethearts in photo booths (1920s-1960s)
Çiçek açmak için önce bi gömülmek gerekir..
Seninle dünyanın öbür ucuna gitmek isterdim Leyla. Beraber Kuzey Işıklarını izleyelim isterdim mesela. Gerçi o büyülü ışıklar bile kıskanırdı senin güzelliğini.
Leyla ile Mecnun,Burak Aksak.
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Sevgilerde
Siz geniş zamanlar umuyordunuz
Çirkindi dar vakitlerde bir sevgiyi söylemek.
Yılların telaşlarda bu kadar çabuk
Geçeceği aklınıza gelmezdi.
Gizli bahçenizde
Açan çiçekler vardı,
Gecelerde ve yalnız.
Vermeye az buldunuz
Yahut vaktiniz olmadı.
Behçet Necatigil🌹
Bir saatin değerini buluşmak için bekleyen aşıklara sor.. 🤍
The value of on hour ask the lovers who are waiting impatiently to meet..
Solo la musica sarà capace di illuminare i nostri sguardi
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𝚃𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚒 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒 ’𝟽𝟶
"Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank. Without passion, we'd be truly dead." #picoftheday #quoteoftheday #passionquotes #writersofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #lovers #lovequotes #loversquotes #rosefrankenquote #passionate #reallovequotes #reallove #reallovers #sundaymood #passionwithin #feelalive #alive
If he was a trinket I would keep him in my pocket bring it everywhere with me and when I take off my pants I’d put him on my shelf and look at him and tell everyone that it’s my favorite little trinket
“Love can be such a mysterious muse and seductress...spinning her magical web of stardust and emotional euphoria. True love sang her siren song and we wrapped that song around us like the sweetest melody.” ~ Jaeda DeWalt #personalart #smolderstyle #smoldertongue #artistsoninstagram #writersofinstagram #digitalartist #digitalart #artwork #tomhiddleston #thespian #tomhiddlestonedit #crimsonpeak #godofmischief #lokisarmy #lokistyle #lovers #lovequotes #hiddlesarmy #thedevilsinthedetails #talldarkandhandsome #lovebeyondthestars #lokislove #thomassharpe #loveisaflame #truelovequotes #beyondtheinvisible #jaedadewalt #poetrylover #philosopherspath https://www.instagram.com/p/ByihL5vIfw6/?igshid=1whh7l9mcxqlf
#repostingagoodone @withrepost When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love. #personalquote #personalart #smoldertongue #smolderstyle #artwork #digitalart #digitalartist #writersofinstagram #artistsoninstagram #thespian #obsession #lovequotes #lovers #soulmates #philosopherspath #confessionsofapoeticsoul #poeticsouls #lovepoetry #loveisaflamethatcantbetamed #gentsstyle #gentlemanstyle #talldarkandhandsome #thedevilisinthedetails #beyondtheinvisible #vampirelove #obsessivelove https://www.instagram.com/p/BzMBQQbo6Gq/?igshid=h0rl14ke681i
“screaming, fighting, makeup sex; girls are insecure, with nothing left”
10/10 - A story about my boyfriend. This is a true story, I just added poetic effects to it and made it more "story-like".
He jokes with me. “You’re like a 10/10 and I’m a 3/10.” Whether he truly thinks this or not, it hurts me. He is one of the most beautiful boys I have ever seen. “I think you are a 10.” I reply. “Really?” He asks. He acts as though I don’t tell him he’s beautiful everyday. “Yes, I mean, maybe not to others.” I say this because I know people have not thought of him as a beautiful person, not like I have at least. I get it. Sometimes you don’t realise how beautiful someone truly is at first glance. There’s things about his appearance that people haven’t analysed as much as I have. No one has stared as deep into his eyes as I have. And certainly not for as long. No one has played with his hair like I have, massaging his head, feeling the softness of his hair and smelling the scent of coconuts that always makes its way to my nose. I don’t think anyone has seen his real and genuine smile either. I never saw this smile before we were close. But I am so grateful to have seen it now. When he smiles he looks as happy as a little kid that has just gotten exactly what they wanted after begging all day. The pure happiness of a child. His eyes squint so much, they’re practically closed and his lips curve upwards with this look of playfulness. It is so cute. I’ve never seen someone my age smile with such cheerfulness. It looks so.. real. It sounds cheesy but when I see that smile - that real smile - it makes me think everything in my life is perfect. If I can witness this boy- this masked, distant, secluded boy be happy then nothing can be wrong. And what makes everything even more beautiful is that I am making this boy smile that way. Occasionally when I tell him how much I love him, I see his eyes tear up a little and his smile turn upside-down. He looks so warm and precious and it makes me want to protect him no matter the cost. I have also seen him cry. He looks so small when he cries, even though he is a full head taller than me. He looks so soft and sweet and precious. Maybe he seems so small because he has let his guard down. He doesn’t have to be bigger anymore. He can be looked after. I can look after him. This makes me want to hold him forever and never let go. The reason for his crying is usually me. I am already crying and that makes him cry. The sensitivity and the way he cares is more beautiful than anything. I never thought a boy would sit in front of me and cry because he couldn’t help but crumble completely when I cried. His feature I have analysed the most are his eyes. A soft blue, surrounded by a darker blue with a spot of yellow indicated on just one of his eyes. These eyes paint a picture in my mind. When I stare long enough I start to see a riverbank. The river is the same colour as his eyes. A soft, light blue with a mix of green. His eyelashes morph into trees that surround the river bank. The trees are tall and they are beautiful. Trees that are untouched. The river bank is a secluded area. Only I have seen the beautiful bank for what it is worth. Some may think it is just a body of water but to me it is a streaming river of life. The sun shines through the trees and leaves a reflection on the water. As I step closer to the trickling water, I see myself. I am smiling. And then I am back in a room staring at the boy I love, and he is staring back at me. If that isn’t beautiful then I don’t know what is.
｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 - nina's book nook ﾟ･｡･ﾟ
now that’s a church i would happily attend every sunday.
｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 - nina's book nook ﾟ･｡･ﾟ
Does anybody want to start religion were heartstopper is our bible and Alice Osman is our god. Reblog to join