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the difference between me and you is that I don’t wanna fix him, i can accept him as he is.
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Was expecting: Jake Lockley
Received: pain, sadness, depression, grieve and tears, lots of tears
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maann this scene do be killing me
#sebastian stan#monday the movie#mickey monday#bucky barnes#the winter soldier#the falcon and the winter soldier#sam wilson#the falcon#gif#sebastian stan gif#marvel gifs#marvel#mcu
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Secret Book Club
Pairing: 40’s!Bucky x Reader
Summary: Bucky’s got a new book and he just can’t seem to put it down.
Word Count: 365
a/n: Based on Bucky saying he read ‘The Hobbit’ in 1937 in the new TFAWS trailer. Always knew our boy was a nerd.
Bucky sat sprawled out on the couch, legs crossed and book in hand. He was completely immersed in the story. So much so that he felt as though the battle he was reading about was unfolding right in front of him.
“Hey Buck,” You smiled, as you joined him in the living room of your shared apartment. He only barely acknowledged you with a brief nod as you took a seat beside him, his eyes not leaving his book.
“Hey Doll.”
You smirked when Bucky’s expression shifted to one of surprise as he eagerly turned the page. “What are you reading?” He wordlessly closed the book ever so slightly so you could see the cover.
The Hobbit.
You hummed in curiosity. “What’s it about?” You asked, noticing how he was already nearing the end of the novel.
“Dwarves, wizards,” Bucky explained, the excitement evident in his tone. “Oh, and a dragon.”
You couldn’t help the smile that pulled at your lips at the sight of Bucky curled up beside you with his nose stuck in a book.
“I never took you for a nerd, Barnes,” you joked and Bucky turned to you with a harmless glare.
“I am not a nerd,” he said plainly, turning the page. “You’re confusing me with Steve.”
You leaned into him, Bucky lifting his arm so you could rest comfortably against his chest. “I think it’s cute.” You shrugged and Bucky chuckled, placing a gentle kiss to your head.
“You should read it. It’s amazing.”
He closed the book over and placed it aside, turning his attention fully to you. Gently catching your chin, he turned your head so your lips met his in a sweet kiss. You smiled against him.
“Can you read it to me?” You breathed quietly. “Please?”
One glance at you and Bucky melted. “Sure thing, Doll.“ He smirked, stealing another kiss before leaning back and grabbing the book. "Get comfortable.”
You moved further up the couch so that you were nestled perfectly into Bucky’s side. You rested your head against his shoulder as he opened the book on the first page and cleared his throat.
“In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.”
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#sebastian stan#robert pattinson#bucky barnes#the winter soldier#edward cullen#cedric diggory#edits#hot#photo edit
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“you're the wind beneath my wings.”
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THIS GOT ME FALLING EVEN MORE PLEASE READ
No Script
Summary: Sebastian practices all his roles with you. This one is a romantic scene, and you don’t know how to conceal your feelings as just acting when they are so much more.
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader
Word Count: 2,387
A/N: My first Seb fic who knew this day would come lmao tell me what you think pls!
The knock on the door put a huge smile on your face immediately, since you knew exactly who it was. Your phone screen lit up and you rolled your eyes when Sebastian’s name appeared in the notifications, with “OPEN UPPP!!!” as the text message. He had this habit of knocking on the door and texting you when he’d come over, his reason being “what if you have earphones on and don’t hear the knocking?”. No matter how much you made fun of him for doing so, you couldn’t help the giddy grin that spread over your face at how endearing he was.
God, you had it so bad for him. And he had no idea.
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She feels like the first drags of fresh cigarettes but last crunches of cherry suckers.
She feels like final coats of nail polish.
She feels like lines of a coke.
She feels like knuckles you crack after a long day.
She feels like Miami rain.
She feels like empty football fields.
She feels like full stadiums.
She feels like absinthe.
She feels like dangling from a helicopter.
She feels like classical music.
She feels like standing on a motorcycle.
She feels like train tracks.
She feels like frozen yogurt.
She feels like destroying a piano.
She feels like rooftops.
She feels like fleeing from cops.
She feels like stitches.
She feels like blue carnival bears.
She feels like curbs at 2 am.
She feels like cupid's chokehold.
She feels like running through Chicago.
She feels like 1.2 million dollars.
She feels like floors.
She feels like everything he's ever wanted in life.
Harry opens his eyes again, his thoughts overwhelming him. Staring at her closed eyes and rested state, his mouth goes bone dries to the point he couldn't even swallow. His throat begins to ache as much as his heart she had clutched for dear life, his forehead running hot when against hers like this. He couldn't breathe but more importantly, he couldn't think. His lips part, the sweat aching the back of his neck from the layers mixed with the anxiety in his chest.
Staring at her fast asleep, he whispers,
"I love you more than I planned."
- @/happydays1d (wattpad)
Duplicity [h.s]
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another soul for the change
Everything feels like a burden. I feel like a burden. Days are harder without him, time went by really slow. I feel numb, not knowing what to do. Talking to the moon and stars like I want them to take me away. I cry harder than I used to. He was always there every time I'm at my lowest. I feel like I can't continue everything anymore, leaving my life for them to end.
I hold a fist to the bathroom counter. Looking at myself from the mirror, crying hopelessly. Every makeup I had on my face streaming along down my cheeks together with my tears. Eyes are dark, puffy, and wet. I cried harder and harder. Knowing my life will just end when they get here. Knowing I will get the chance to meet him again. I held my head down. My chin hitting my chest, I led myself down the floor, folding my legs up to my chest as I cried harder.
“Crucio!” I heard a witchy high-pitched voice coming from behind me. I looked up, not getting the chance to see who that is. It’s probably one of them, I stated inside my thoughts. I felt the sharp pain getting through my body from the back. Screaming on top of my lungs, not begging for help, just enjoying the pain. I feel like I deserve this. The curse goes through all parts of my body. Seeing blood dripping from head to toe. I lay there, on the floor screaming from the effect of the curse. My head was spinning really bad. I feel like I'm gonna pass out, or maybe die. No one is stopping the cold-hearted woman. The pain felt like it was gonna stay with me forever.
“Die! Die like your pretty little darling! Tell him I said hi!” the woman said through her witchy laugh my screaming, referring to Cedric. I cried harder, hearing the woman saying something about him. Everything felt like it was going to end soon. My body felt weak. As I was crying and screaming out loud, I heard a deep young boy’s voice saying something to the woman. Suddenly, it all stopped. The reactive pain getting out of my body, leaving me weak, hopeless, and dying.
I felt arms trying to get me in a sitting position, but i just stayed there, laying on the floor not able to feel anything besides pain. The person then sat besides my dying body, I tried to open my heavy weak eyes, trying to see who saved me. But I'm not able to open them, I keep them shut as I cry, blood still dripping from my head to my face. The person shakes my body to keep me awake. I can hear the person saying something to me in a sad tone but i don’t know what the person is saying. I tried to open my eyes again, finally opening it. I saw a very blurry vision of a manly figure of a white-haired boy smiling as I opened my eyes. I shut my eyes again, not able to hold them. I heard the boy telling me to wake up through his cries, holding my face up with his hands.
Flashes of the pain came back, I felt the curse again without anybody giving it to me. I felt weak, not able to do anything. I gasp or air a lot of times, trying to stay alive. But I feel like I should just let it be and end everything. I tried my hardest to open my mouth, I whispered a weak ‘thank you’ to whoever that boy is. I heard the boy cry, shaking my face, bringing it up to his, giving me a head kiss. Suddenly, everything went black, my mind can’t function normally, everything felt finished. I can finally meet him again, live my whole life with him.
Hello Cedric,
goodbye Hogwarts.
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still need you
open your eyes
see what you have done,
bringing my old self back.
please, come back to me,
get me my new self back.
why did you leave?
i'm a mess, again.
darling,
where are you?
i need you now.
pool of tears every week,
reaching your phone
just to be ignored.
I need you,
please, come back.
don't leave me alone,
i still need you.
i still love you..
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missing him
He rests his head on my right lap, humming his favorite song. I stroke his soft brown hair, looking at the sky view. The situation felt unreal, the room filled with love and passion. I had tears coming down my cheeks, knowing this is probably our last goodbye. Seeing him facing the night sky with closed eyes peacefully. He smiled as I lay my lips on his cheek, he looked at me right in the eyes, saying I love you. I can’t describe how happy I am to be with him, he's my source of happiness. Sitting here thinking if this is real or is it just a part of my imagination. More tears streamed down my cheeks, not knowing what to do, wanting to stay in this situation forever, with him.
I miss every memories we've made. I miss us when we we're a child, I miss him teasing me, I miss his touch, his kisses, I miss his voice, his laughs. The days where we were happy, feeling like it's just the two of us, nothing more. I wish I can just forget about us. I called him twice every week just to hear his voice through voicemail. Replaying videos we took. Playing our song, hoping he's there, dancing with me. Imagining him always staying beside me, not leaving me alone in this cruel place.
Bring me back to the life I use to have. Bring him back to me, he's the place where I can find my happiness. Without him, I feel numb. Will I be able to have him again? Or is this the way we should be? Not having the chance to say goodbye. I kept telling myself that I'm alright, telling myself that I can live happy without him. Is this the end? The end of me. The end of us. I've always lived in my imagination since then. It is way more peaceful than real life. I know I should move on, because he's not here anymore. I know he isn't here, but my imagination tells me otherwise.
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