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Ocean soldier (Part 2 out of?)

(A/N): I seriously love mermaid Bucky *sobs* 

Summary: (Y/N) happens to come across a rather friendly mermaid

Warnings: none for the time being?

Read the first part: X

(Tags at the end)


Originally posted by lowkeysebastianstan

   (This gif has me feeling so many things??) 

   You had been reluctant to go home that day, you had thoroughly enjoyed your visit with Bucky. The two of you talked…well you had done most of the talking while he sat there in the water and looked at you, occasionally grabbing the pad and pencil to write something to you. You had even managed to get him to crack a smile, not one of the small ones from earlier but a full on wide, toothy grin. It had been adorable…at first, that was until you got a glance at his sharp, jagged teeth. They almost reminded you of shark’s teeth only scarier given they were on a human being and not a marine animal. Something about this guy was seriously off, you knew that much, between the webbing and teeth and the constant need to stay in the water you had figured he was…strange to say the least. These should have scared you away, you should have run as soon as he appeared the second time but you didn’t, instead you sat down on the docks and talked to him until he had to abruptly scurry off at the first sign of people. These were all red flags, you should have talked to someone or reported this man to the police and yet again you didn’t and now here you were, the following day sitting on the dock awaiting for your friend to appear. 

   You doodle a bit, no longer focused on the sunrise as much as your water loving friend who had yet to make an appearance this morning. You gently sketched a face, one with a chiseled jaw and high cheekbones, you doodle some hair, long and matted with water but still gorgeous but what you truly focused on was the eyes. They had to be perfect, they had to capture the essence of curiosity and innocence but they also had to have a deeper, darker tone to them, one that implied this man- whomever he was- had a secret, or a darker side. 

   A soft coo is what pulls you away from your drawing but you don’t even have to look up to know it was. You set your drawing pad aside as you smile at Bucky who smiled right back, showcasing those jagged, knife like teeth. 

   “Hey Bucky,” You murmur quietly, as though scared to break the soothing sounds of the early morning sea. Bucky hums softly as he assumes his regular position, his head tucked upon his folded arms as he looks up at you. Your eyes rake over his form, stopping at his neck as you survey the slices of flesh, moving in time with each breath he took. They sure as hell looked like gills…but that- that wasn’t possible, human beings couldn’t have gills…could they?  Bucky hums again as he looks at you, his brows furrowed in confusion. Guess he’d caught your rather curious gaze “Sorry, um uh- I was just staring at your-” You gesture to his neck, sighing rather loudly. “Okay Bucky, what the hell are those things?” Bucky reaches up with a webbed hand to touch the skin, running his fingers along the ripped flesh before setting his hand back against the dock, looking rather sheepish. “Oh god Bucky-” You sigh, knowing you’ve offended him again with your ignorance. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it, it’s just-” You gesture to your own neck, revealing the not ripped flesh. “Mine’s different again, see?” Bucky looks back up, his blue eyes traveling over the expanse of your neck. “Do you…do you wanna touch it?” Bucky nods as he leans up a bit, pulling himself up just enough to expose his bare chest. Your eyes rake over his skin, taking in ever piece of smooth, water covered flesh. God- this man…or whatever he is- was beautiful. 

   Bucky makes a little impatient sound in the back of his throat, making grabby hands at you when he realized he couldn’t quite reach your neck. You smile as you lean down a bit, allowing his cool hands to graze your skin. The feeling was…different than expected; his fingers were cool to the touch and most definitely wet but they felt good against your skin. You hum softly as Bucky touches your neck, feeling the difference between your neck and his own. 

   “See? Different right?” Bucky purses his lips and nods, staring down at his own body in what appeared to be shame. Whatever was below the water he obviously didn’t want you to see, the most he had exposed to you was his upper body and even that was strange, you could only imagine what it looked like down below. “Bucky?” You whisper, biting your lip as you contemplate whether the question was worth asking. The man hums as he finally retracts his hand, apparently satisfied with his little inspection. “Can I ask you something kinda of…personal?” Bucky looks at you with squinted eyes, the distrust on his face obvious but nonetheless he nods. “Um, are you- are you human?” Bucky looks up at you with an almost frightened expression, his eyes wide and lips parted. But before you can even begin to repair the damage he disappears, ducking down below the surface just as he had done yesterday. “Wait Bucky!” You cry out as you lean forward, searching the waters desperately but there was no sign of him, the only thing that would have hinted that he was here was by the way the dock was covered in rivulets of water, most likely from his dripping hair. 

   You slump back onto the dock, looking at the waters in surprise. How could he have just disappeared like that? And why did he just disappear like that? You bite your lip in thought as you scan the waters, waiting for any sign of your new friend but there seemed to be none. Even after five minutes you saw no sign of your friend, then ten rolled around, then 20, then 40, but by the time the beach had started to sprout a family or two you realized Bucky wasn’t coming back. You sighed softly as you stood from the dock, grabbing your sketch pad and pencil in disappointment. As you waddled away from the dock you looked back, hoping to catch some glance of your friend but there was none, only the boats and sea so with another sigh you keep on waddling, trying not to let your spirits hurt too much. 


   You returned the next day, with your sketch pad and pencil, awaiting for Bucky. You waited for 3 fucking hours. 3 hours of just sitting and waiting for Bucky to show up. The sun rose, the people arrived and yet here you were waiting all alone on the docks. 

   You sigh as you drag your pencil along your paper, creating nonsensical lines and scribbles. It looked as though Bucky wasn’t going to show this morning and you couldn’t help but feel like it was your fault but you’d remedy this, you’d get Bucky to come back around. 


    For the next two weeks you kept up the same routine, showing up with your sketch pad and pencil, waiting for your strange, water loving friend to show but he never did. The countless hours you spent on those docks waiting for him were painful, they have you time to think about him. Even if you had only known him for 3 days you couldn’t help but feel attached to him and now suddenly he had disappeared. And yet here you were, the third week, and still sitting on the dock waiting for him. This time you had brought your guitar and you were gently strumming on it, humming a solemn song yourself. If you were going to wait out here for hours on end for your non existent friend to show up you had better bring something to entertain yourself since drawing wasn’t doing it for you anymore. 

   You strummed and plucked multiple songs, slowly but surely making your way through every tune you knew how to play. By the time you were done your fingers were aching and the sounds of the beach had gone strong; It had to be noon by the time you finished and surprise, still no sign if Bucky. God- why would he just leave you like this? Why wouldn’t he come back or at least tell you why he had left? Perhaps it was you? Maybe he was tired of you and didn’t want to see you anymore? Perhaps your insistent questions had angered him? 

   A million questions swirl around your mind until you can barely think anymore, your head to jumbled with “maybe’s” and “what if’s”. God- you had really fucked this up. For once you actually liked someone and then you went and fucked it up. If only you had kept your mouth shut, if only you hadn’t been so annoying, if only you could have been better. Tears burn at your eyes and before you know it you’re crying, your tears sliding off and hitting the watery docks. You were so pathetic, you knew a guy for 3 days and then he leaves and you’re this heart Broken? You bury your face in your hands, crying into them like some pathetic cry baby, which you were; The negative thoughts don’t mix well with your already strong feelings of frustration and regret. 

        Your crying is only spurred on by your negative thoughts, both your frustration and self hate brewing together to create the ‘beautiful’ mixture of tears you were experiencing right now. And that’s when you hear it, a gentle but soothing coo amongst the sound of ocean waves and the distant beach goers. You don’t even want to look up for the fear of the noise only being your imagination but suddenly there’s that strange but pleasant hand on your leg, gripping your leg gently. The coo comes again, this time a bit louder and persistent, almost as though Bucky was trying to grab your attention. Even with all your frustration and anger you look up, sniffling a bit as you do. 

    “Bucky…” You sniffle softly, hesitantly meeting the man’s gaze. He coos once again, his bright blue eyes very intently looking at your face. You bite your lip as you look at him, feeling even more pathetic than you did before. You can’t look into those ocean eyes any longer, your shame and embarrassment getting the better of you as you turn your head away from him but before you can there’s a gentle hand on your cheek, wiping away at your tears. You look back at Bucky in surprise, his hand feeling pleasant against your own wet cheek. This the most Bucky had ever touched you, other than when he had touched your neck and hands but this was- this was something else; this was more than those observatory touches, this was something more intimate. You sigh softly, allowing your eyes to flutter close as Bucky’s thumb runs over your cheek, collecting each tear that fell- however they don’t remain closed for long when they’re suddenly shooting back open in surprise. 

   “Please don’t cry…” 


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Who is in Control - Part 8

Summary:
10 years ago, you and Tony Stark met and he adopted you.
Today, you are his heir and the newest member of the Avengers.
Your first mission? Help Bucky Barnes.
Oh boy, you wished things were this simple.

Word counting:  1200+

Chapter Summary: Reader has a date. Bucky isn’t happy. 
Notes: Keep in mind: Age of Ultron Never happened here. Gifs are from google or tumblr.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Mutant!Reader
Present characters: Female Reader, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Patrick O’Malley , J.A.R.V.I.S.
Chapter: 7/??
Chapter name: Patrick
Warnings: Bucky may or may bot be jealous of Patrick. 

Series Masterlist



Y/N was already dressed when she realized that she hadn’t told Patrick she moved to the Stark Tower, and he probably would never come pick her up at her workplace.

“J.A.R.V.I.S.“ She called.

“Yes, miss?”

“Do you think you can find out where Patrick O’Malley is going to pick me up?”

The room was silent for a couple of minutes before he answered.

“He’s driving to the Stark mansion, miss. Do you want me to change his GPS coordinates?”

The Y/H/C haired woman shook her head, grabbing her coat.

“I can meet him there. How do I look, J.A.R.V.I.S.?”

“Gorgeous as always, Miss Stark.”

Y/N let out a laugh. Even if she was in her pajamas, J.A.R.V.I.S. would compliment her. However, right now, she needed a real opinion.

“Can you tell my father to come to my room, please?”

It was a few minutes before Tony came in with a smile on his face.

“Wow, don’t you look great” He said as she heard more footsteps behind him.

Steve, Natasha, Bruce, Barnes and Clint were curiously trailing behind him.

“Who’s the guy?” The red-haired woman looked at her friend from head to toe. ‘You definitely don’t dress like that to have dinner with us.’

Originally posted by wintersthighs

Y/N rolled my eyes and her father held her by the hand, slowly spinning the young engineer so he could see her from every angle.

“The dress precedes the company.” He declared. ‘What’s his name?”’

“Patrick O’Malley.” She handed him her coat so he could help her put it on. “Who is three minutes from picking me up right now.’

‘You need to hurry up.”

‘I really do.”’ She grabbed her purse.

He smiled as he walked out the door and looked back before leaving.

“Have a good night.”

All the others complimented Y/N before leaving, but Bucky didn’t leave the room, and closed the door behind him before turning around to stare at her.

“What do you want?” She looked at him through the mirror, straightening her hair to avoid actually facing him.

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raptorwhisperer  asked:

To your anon: No offense intended, but I've been in the Barisi part of fandom essentially since the beginning, and ~15 notes has been about right since the beginning. I think the highest note count I've got is in the 30s for a Barisi text post/fic. Even with gifs it's only around 200-300! It's tough, but that ship has always been pretty obscure (in Tumblr terms) and small. shrug. Plus, fandom and lack of interest in the show has caused a lot of people to leave/distance themselves. Like me.

Speaking of Barisi OGs, lol <3333

(I’m not an OG, by the way! I joined the Barisi fandom relatively late, around April 2015! I kept seeing fabulous ficlets here on tumblr, many of them written by @raptorwhisperer, in fact, and I finally decided to join in!)

I totally agree. Our ship is relatively small, and that has its perks (we all know each other by userpic/url, basically, lol, unlike other fandoms where most people feel nameless) but also its drawbacks (less fic, less people to engage with).

Like I said myself, 15 notes sounds about right, not just for a Barisi text post but also a Sonny text post, or a Barba one, too (not a Raul post, though, because he’s strangely -and awesomely- popular here, for some reason, lol).

And yep, again, I couldn’t agree more. The actual content of the show inevitably affects people’s level of excitement. Sooooo many people have distanced themselves, and so many have started posting about other shows when their blogs used to be 100% SVU.

I love the idea of “keeping fandom alive” but that shouldn’t feel like a chore. I’m in a fandom (any fandom) because I love a show. When my love dies, I leave the fandom. Simple as that. I don’t like to hatewatch anything. And I don’t like being bitter, either. Life’s too short.

SVU, however, is an unusual experience for me. I’ve written so much fic, and I’m still attached to Sonny and Barba as characters, and I love the little Barisi community we’ve built, so I’ll be sticking around, lol. But, under other circumstances, I’d have dropped the show (as a viewer) like a hot potato. Many people have, and I get where they’re coming from.

For now, I try to turn my bitterness into saltiness (because that’s tastier) and I also try to use humor to convey my disappointment. We all do what we gotta do <333

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Thanks, Obama

Originally posted by imstilljulie

When President Obama was inaugurated (the first time), Twitter wasn’t quite three years old. Facebook had only been open to the general public for two and a half years, and Tumblr had just celebrated its second birthday.

In a self-described effort to become “the most open and accessible administration in history,” the @whitehouse started to use these platforms to talk directly to their constituents. And Tumblr got to be a big part of that. Over the last eight years, the Obama administration launched more than 20 different Tumblrs for different departments, agencies, and outreach programs. Here are some heavy hitters:

Official Government Tumblrs

The White House (@whitehouse)

Originally posted by whitehouse

Most notably, The White House’s official Tumblr, which launched on April 25, 2013. For almost 4 years, it has been their informational hub for current political events and activations. In keeping with the Tumblr tone, their very first post promised that “yes, of course there will be GIFs.” And yes, there were. We could not have been more excited or proud.

NASA (@nasa)

Originally posted by nasa

NASA launched nearly two years later. They’ve spent 59 years exploring the universe and dropped the most amazing information and visuals right to your dashboard. They also knew how to use GIFs. It’s not rocket science.

The U.S. Department of State (@statedept)

Originally posted by statedept

The DOS was actually one of the first official government Tumblrs, quietly launching in April of 2011. With a more serious tone, they kept their followers up to date with the world of foreign policy. And yes, they even had GIFs for that. We cannot stress just how good this administration was with GIFs, Tumblr. Much better than Taft’s.

Letters to President Obama (@letterstopresidentobama)

Originally posted by letterstopresidentobama

Typed and handwritten letters to POTUS scanned, uploaded, and answered by the President himself. There are thank yous to and from President Obama, there are people disclosing their fear for the future and hope for their community, there are tears in your eyes within the first five minutes of visiting this Tumblr.

The Department of Interior (@americasgreatoutdoors)

Originally posted by americasgreatoutdoors

Maybe not the most well-known department, but the DOI has the most beautiful photos of any official government blog on Tumblr. This will remain true unless Joe Biden releases a Tumblr full of selfies within the next three days.

There was also the US Fish and Wildlife Service-Pacific Region (@usfwspacific), the National Archives (@usnatarchives) , the IRS (@internalrevenueservice), the Peace Corps (@peacecorps), and so, so much more.


Top Posts from the Community

This scientific trinity received over half a million notes. Say hello to these buddies:

Originally posted by u-gotta-kik

And these uh, unverified photos of President Obama making the new $100 bill in MS Paint garnered over 650k likes, reblogs, and replies.

Originally posted by antiocial

You want to click through to see the rest. 

This one is particularly timely. With over 300,000 notes, user @cognitivedissonance thanked Obama for ACA. Without it, they would not have been able to receive treatment for bronchitis.

Originally posted by cognitivedissonance

Mic (@micdotcom) posted a GIF set of a girl who sort of represented all of our feelings about President Obama not being able to run for a third term. 

Originally posted by micdotcom

Neither are we, kiddo.

One more time, while we still can: Thanks, Obama.

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Hidden Figures (2016) dir. Theodore Melfi

It’s done (I think)!

It could use a little more cleaning up, maybe, but I really like how it turned out, despite everything. I think it doesn’t look as shaky as I was expecting it, so that’s a good thing.

I wanna make some more of these little gifs, and maybe eventually make a longer animation… Idk.

Thanks to @great-taco for the critique in the previous one, ha ha, I made that part slightly longer, but I’m not sure if it’s still long enough? Critique is appreciated, friends :0

Stickers and filters for your photos and GIFs.
A new thing in your Tumblr app.  

Rolling out today and tomorrow in the iOS and Android apps: Over 100 extremely relevant stickers for your photos and GIFs. Put a wig on your head. Put an egg on your dog. Achieve personal magnificence.

Q: Where are the stickers??!?

A: Make a new photo or GIF post and look for this face at the bottom of your screen:

Push it. Now you see stickers. 

Q: Can I combine stickers with text?

A: Yup. We put assorted speech and thought bubble stickers in there for that reason exactly.   

Q: Besides posts, where else can I use stickers?

A: If you make a GIF through Tumblr messaging in the app, you’ll have an opportunity to cover it with stickers first. And if you use an iPhone, Tumblr has an iMessage app that you can use to make GIFs and text them to your contacts. Stickers are a part of it now.

Q: Are there more stickers coming?

A: Yep! If you don’t see your favorite object/word/abstract concept represented here, stay tuned.

Q: What about those filters you mentioned? I want to totally scorch this GIF I’m working on.

A: Oh yeah, the filters! We threw in a few filters. They’re intense. Tap the magic wand and enjoy.