Harry Styles Golden

niall quite literally being a cupcake via instagram stories

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

Chapter 12: King & LionHeart

And… This is it! The last chapter! I can’t believe we finally reached the end of this story! I’m so sad to see this end but I’m happy to finally end this lovely story :) This isn’t the last of Renee, Bucky and the kid’s I have a few other WIP’S and of course new ideas always buzzing everywhere! 

Thank you to everyone who has read, reblogged, and shown this story love. Your support and love has meant the world to me so thank you so much for showing me so much support and love.

Special shoutout to @whimsicalrogers for making my amazing divider give her edits a look! she makes amazing edits, my icon and my phone lock screen are all her lovely edits!

Warnings: None, Fluffy teeth rotting goodness. Daddy Bucky! 

Parings: Renee X Bucky 

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6,

Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11

Lionheart

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Renee & Bucky Masterlist

Two Years Later 

“I will marry you someday Sarkar!” Winter announces proudly as he shyly practices in his bedroom. Bucky chuckles watching him.

“I know I’m only five and your 7 but I want to marry you, Sarkar!” Bucky watches his little boys face.

“Pick her some flowers when you do this Sarkar loves flowers.” Winter freezes his cheeks red as he stares at Bucky. Winter grabs his pillow and hides his face in it.

“You weren’t supposed to see that daddy!” Bucky smiles as he steps inside the room.

“Hey, you like Sarkar you go for it! We Barnes men we don’t let our gals slip away from us.” Winter giggles as a little mess of curly dark locks stumble into the room.

Lees verder

Jeez, imagine being on a vacation minding your own buisness.

After weeks of long shoots, professional commitments/ contracts and hardwork.

You are trying to lay low and not draw any attention. Needing some time for yourself. But somebody shoots a video of you without your consent (it's borderline stalking btw), then posts it on a SM platform. No context. No other information. Just a little video clip. It gets viral from there and random strangers start speculating, screaming and gossiping hiding behind their keyboards, starting some flashy/clickbait twitter hashtags, calling you all sort of names, presenting "Online Harassment- Exhibit A", accusing you of being an awful person when you have been nothing but loving, kind, compassionate and considerate towards all of them for more than a decade.

Hmm... Life as a super famous celebrity can also be really tough sometimes. Everybody sees the privilege, nobody sees the demanding nature and enormous pressure, adverse effects of public scrutiny and constant judgement.

Travelling right now is by no means wisest and safest of the choices. But stalking, obsessing, harassing people online, spewing hatred, quick judgemental tendancy, hypocritical responses all of these are way, way worse than that. Not healthy for you at all.

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Honestly, I'm more concerned about the mental health and well being of the 'really mature & aware stans' than I am about Seb (come on, the man was wearing a mask and just FYI, there are a lot of more strict, compulsory rules and regulations, precautionary practices regarding travel during the pandemic than these 'fussy-internet-babies' are aware of)

If you are in any celebrity fandom, please take a moment and read these following things. Visit the links. They're very important

Celebrity Worship Syndrome- Psychology Today.

The association of celebrity worship with problematic Internet use, maladaptive daydreaming, and desire for fame - Journal of Behavorial Addictions

Please Remember To Take Care of Yourself First and Foremost

❤️ lots of love and positive vibes to all ❤️

CHRIS EVANS as ANDY BARBER Defending Jacob, 2020

innocence

Gif used is not mine.

Description: Andy loves his daughter with all his heart but he also loves his wife and his son. But when the shocking truth of what really happened to the young dead teenager comes out, he would do anything to protect his family.

Warning:Mentions of sexual assault and murder. I don’t know if this is a needed warning but my character Lucy is practically deaf without her hearing aid’s so whenever I write about signing that is why. Some details of sexual assault. Brief mention of eating disorders.

Note: This isn’t actually a spoiler to any of the show, I am only making a fan fiction. Andy doesn’t have a daughter I just decided to add my own original character Lucy into the One shot because I wanted to do my own little twist on the show. Please do not read this if you haven’t started watching the show yet or are thinking of watching the show as there may be a few small spoilers along the way. Like I said I just wanted to make a fan-fiction. Jacob is Lucy’s younger brother in this fiction. Jacob is 16 and Lucy is 16. The are twins.I have also aged up Ben to 16. I also changed the time and how he was murdered to prevent any spoilers what so ever.

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Cockblocked

Summary: Sam and Nat decide it’d be funny to cockblock the former Winter Soldier after his girl returns from a long mission away.

Word count: 3.5k oops. (Sorry I got a lil carried away, this was just really fun to write tbh 😂) 

Warnings: Smoooot (smut), don’t read if you’re underage pls.

“Fuck” Bucky groans under his breath as you roll your hips backwards, your ass rubbing against his stiff cock. His arms tighten around your waist as he buries his face into your hair, a needy whimper escaping the back of his throat. 

The sinful way you ground your hips against him was driving him wild and what started out as spooning while watching a movie was quickly turning into something else as indicated by the heavy pants coming from the super soldier. 

“Baby…” he breathes, one of his hands coming to rest on top of your hip. You stifle a groan, biting your lip as he pulls your hips tightly against him, pressing his cock against the soft flesh of your ass as he ruts into you. The grip you have on the arm still wrapped around you tightens, nails digging into his forearm as he grabs your breast and squeezes. 

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Mornings With Chris

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: You discover Chris’s secret morning rituals with those trees and have a little fun

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: Chris Evans x Reader

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 1.3 K

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Fluff, language, mild allusions to smut

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢’𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 (𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)

Mornings with Chris usually started out the same. You would wake up to both your boys staring at your face, a set of sweet, eager brown eyes waiting for you to give him scratches and then his walk. And a set of mischievous, just as eager blue eyes looking down at you, while his wandering hands and wicked lips moved over your pliant body. Both earlier risers who forced you out of the warmth of your perfect bed to go outside, Chris’s arms wrapped around you while you both watched Dodger play in the backyard and chase that one squirrel that torments him. 

Followed by a quickie in the shower and Chris making breakfast with you in charge of the coffee. Morning debates over football teams, movies, books and each sneaking scraps to Dodger. 

Until Autumn began, the leaves slowly morphing from the emerald greens into dazzling burnt oranges and deep reds. He let you sleep in, finding you after Dodger was done for the morning. The rest of the day following your normal pattern. And he kept doing it, slipping out of bed each morning, taking Dodger out without you.  At first, you were ecstatic about the change until one morning. 

The soft click of the door woke you up, yawning you turned your head to the clock, 6am. You drag yourself out of bed and head to the ensuite bathroom. A few minutes later, you’re walking back out, picking up the scattered clothes on the floor, his red flannel shirt, your pants that you’re luck are still in one piece considering how he had almost ripped the buttons off last night. Hearing a faint bark, you stroll over to the window and see Dodger chasing a wind blown leaf, his tail a blur as he leaps and twists in the air. 

Then you spot Chris. Tilting your head, you move closer to the window, condensation forming on the glass as you huff. He’s just standing there in his black boxers and sneakers. Hands on his narrow hips, just standing. Pursing your lips, you back away. You hold onto his shirt, dropping everything else on the floor, sliding his soft flannel onto your panty clad body. 

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