I wonder who you were before you took those parts of yourself you were ridiculed for and buried them alive, giving the chambers of the heart a new meaning. I wish I could unearth those pieces of you. If I could, I’d pull them out from underneath all of the insults you couldn’t forget and the self-deprecating things you told yourself as a result. I’d make sure to brush off every cobweb and blow away the dust just so I could see your real smile. I’d watch it break across your face like the sweet morning sunrise as you told me about the things that made you shudder and the things that made you warmer than any summer we’ve ever known. I wish it didn’t have to be this way. If only you knew just how precious those parts of you are. If only you could believe it.
This is a filmography of some of the wonderful characters Helena Bonham Carter has played in her acting years. This feature you are able to find on my desktop theme and if you were to hover over any particular character image you will the following:
• The film/program title
• The name of the character Helena played (which is also a link to a trailer)
This sequence here for some reason reminded me that some people outwardly look fine or even impassive, but have a turmoil going on inside that is terrifying, trapped and only fighting to be barely afloat. And the thought that a word from another can make or break the person terrifies me all the more.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Fantasy/College AU)
Summary: An angel from heaven is sent back to Earth to prevent college senior Bucky Barnes from ending his life. But here’s the catch - she only has seventeen days to do it.
A/N: i’ve decided to do a special tagging list for this story! please let me know if you’re interested in joining me in the potential mess that is this story. and i know this pace is oddly slow, but bear with me, friends! there’s a reason for it! -j. x
Your feet land on a cushy rug, and an audible sigh leaves you. Contrary to popular assumption, the journey from heaven has been a bumpy one. No offense to the technicians of heaven, but there has to be a smoother way to cross the barrier between mortality and the divine.
Clutching your stomach, you lean against the wall for a breather. “Whew, that was horrible,” you let out as your stomach calms down.
“Aren’t you the one who set fire to David Bowie’s cape?”
You snap your head in the direction of the safehouse’s living room. Lounging on a couch is a young blonde sporting glasses and a cap. He studies you with piercing scrutiny, his blue eyes battling with your equally relentless gaze. As this is a safehouse for non-humans, you deduce he’s either a celestial being or a mythical creature in disguise as a human.
“I’ve heard stories, and… Yes, it’s definitely you,” he chuckles, crossing his legs with leisure. “You’re definitely the one who burned Bowie’s cape.”
Crossing your arms against your chest, you frown at the blonde. “I literally just got here. Is that really an appropriate way to greet someone who just made the journey from heaven to Earth?” you cluck.
“What do you want me to say? I’m sorry the ride to Earth wasn’t all rainbows and glitter with the Hallelujah chorus playing in the background?”
You curiously peer at the blonde, giving him the once-over as a pregnant pause blankets the room. A smile slowly invades your lips as you place your hands on your hips. “You’re a sassy grump. We’re either going to get along wonderfully or kill each other,” you confidently conclude.
The blonde snorts out a laugh and stands to his full height, forcing you to tilt your head upwards to meet his eyes. He holds out his hand with a cordial smile. “I’m Steve, Grim Reaper and your official mentor during your stay,” he introduces.
I wanted to draw a Thor/Loki version of this beautiful thing but something went wrong. Thor can’t redo the same pose without touching or kissing his brother, damn. I sketched more things but they are crap.
Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work,
reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high
school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume
her, or will she see the future in her grasp?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 3,212 (excluding flashback)
Warnings: language, sarcasm, fluff, mentions of past cheating, drinking, potentially anxious situations
A/N: Tags are closed. Cue the drama. PS - some of your comments on the last chapter had me screeching, I love ‘em!