#b105

[mermen]

they put pants over the helicopter rudders

[lilcooldude04]

Felt like posting something today so have a commission of my spartan oc Norah from spartans_doodles on twitter

I love her so much

[gradol-cuties]

Fumika Nakayama 中山文香 / 中山ふみか 1997年08月29日 158cm B105 W60 H87 Hカ

[ak1w1i]

Hello, I am Ahmed from northern Gaza. I hope you can help me and my family by supporting my campaign, as we are in desperate need of assistance to provide for our basic necessities. Everything we owned has been destroyed, and I have lost my job and my livelihood. My only hope is your support.

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[myscrap]

Xユーザーの🎂誕生日を祝い隊🎂さん: 「B105の破壊力 #及川雫 #及川雫誕生日 #及川雫誕生祭2024 #及川雫生誕祭2024 https://t.co/UWi9GjLwtA」 / X

[calisources]

B105// GHOULISH. a psd inspired by shows with supernatural elements.

this psd will be free to download in one week time (by July 14th). for the time being it's under a payhip wall. this psd was inspired by shows with supernatural elements. medium soft.

remember to reblog if you save/use.  credit has to be visible on your carrd/doc if you use. (reblog, not like. please.)

consider donating through paypal or buy me a coffee through ko-fi.it truly helps me a lot. i am currently in the need of some cash so if you can spare a dollar, that would be great! if not, please just spread the art!

this psd is FREE (TBA) or 5 DOLLARS VIA PAYHIP. if you only use one panel, still has to credit me. i'm specially in need of cash this month, so any donations count, please!

can be found on DEVIANART (tba).

a few more examples:

[ruckystarnes]

Title: First Christmas Author: RuckyStarnes Rating: Gen Card: B105 Event: @buckybarnesbingo Square: Y2: AU - Single Parent Characters: Bucky Barnes, F!Reader, unnamed kids Ship: Bucky x F!Reader Words: 463 Warnings: fluff Summary: You swore after your daughter's dad left that you wouldn't let another man into your life like that again. But then Bucky came along, and soon you were in a whirlwind romance where he not only accepted you, but also your daughter. Type: Moodboard | Drabble

Your daughter’s father left you days after you said you were pregnant. You made a promise to yourself and your daughter that you wouldn’t fall for another man. But that was fodder now that you met Bucky. You two met at a bar, he bought you a drink, and you declined. The following weekend, he tried again, and again, you turned him down. He would just smile and say he understood, leaving you be the rest of the night, just to repeat the next weekend. Finally, you accepted a drink. You found out he had two kids himself, a son and daughter. Every weekend you would meet at the bar, share a drink, and that would be that.

Now you were happily together seven months later, celebrating your first Christmas together, and your daughter was ecstatic. She wanted to buy gifts for Bucky and his kids. So you took her into the city and she picked out a present for each, and you helped wrap them with her that night.

On Christmas Day, everyone opened their gifts. Then your daughter came out of her room, pulling a cardboard box with the presents she had bought for Bucky and his kids. She handed them to each of them, saying she was happy to have them with her and you for Christmas. Bucky’s children got toys to go with their playsets they had, and with them being younger than your daughter, thought they were the best toys ever. For Bucky, your daughter hesitated to give him the small wrapped box. You gave her an encouraging smile and nodded, telling her silently that it will be okay.

Bucky took the small box from her and gave her his signature kilowatt smile that won you over all those months ago. He opened it gingerly, assuming that the gift could be fragile. And it was. When he removed the last bit of paper and opened the box, he smiled, eyes squinting as he chuckled softly. He was looking at a picture of him and your daughter you had taken two months ago when you all went hiking. He had her lifted above his head, both smiling as the trees behind lost their leaves.

“Do you like it?” she asked softly, her hands pulling at the hem of her sweater. “I love that picture. It was one of the happiest days I ever had.

“I do,” he replied softly, and you could hear the slight crack in his voice. “I loved that day too.” He handed you the frame and opened his arms to your daughter, who rushed into his, wrapping her small arms around his neck. “Thank you,” he whispered to her, placing a soft kiss to her hair, “one of the best gifts I have ever gotten.”

[kesinilagi]

B105

[wetsteve3]

Take a Bearcat and go fishing! SUZUKI's B105 equipped for the great outdoors, knobbly tyres, high set guards and exhaust plus robust carrier for the catch!

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[cmsdesigns]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: HOLLISTER Natural Colored Zip Front Adjustable Strap Jumpsuit with Belt, XS.

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toksik - Fuyun

Fitted to:

Lara Flat

Legacy M

Gianni

Jake

Single packs: Copy only Fatpack: Mod/Copy

----- Hair: Stealthic - Brink + Dura - B105 | [monso] Yaska Hair | [monso] My Hair - Danielle + Sintiklia - Eric Bangs

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Cap Vidéos.

[ruckystarnes]

Title: From Another Time Author: RuckyStarnes

Card: B105 Rating: Teen Event: @buckybarnesbingo Square: K4: AU!Bucky Never Fell

Characters: 1950s!Bucky, TWS!Bucky, F!Reader Ship: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader Words: 685 Warnings: swearing, breaking and entering, cliff hanger Summary: Bucky comes home to find a stranger in his kitchen

Type: Moodboard | Fic

The soldier looked around the house that he found himself in, slight confusion in his eyes. It had seemed like the machine that HYDRA was working on had finally worked. They had to have known, otherwise they wouldn’t have sent him through after so many other subjects have been sacrificed. He was their best asset.

His eyes traveled over the living area he had found himself in, taking everything in. A framed photo on the wall grabbed his attention, one that Karpov had instilled into his memory. It was the same one that HYDRA had viewed through the first portal they opened in that spot. A familiar face stared back at him.

It had been almost fifteen years since Bucky was a prisoner of war, experimented on by German scientists and rescued by his best friend. But after that, his body and life haven’t been the same. Whatever the scientists did, they gave him increased strength and boosted his immune system. The government wanted to do their own experiments on him once he got home, but Howard Stark was able to pull some strings and bury Bucky into a small town in Indiana, where he managed to move on a little from the horrors of war and fell in love, and got married.

Bucky parked the car in the drive and turned off the ignition, cutting off the song. His wife continued to sing softly, her soft, melodic voice made him smile. They had just come back from a day at the beach, one the last few trips they would have together before the baby came.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked with a bashful giggle, her cheeks reddening. 

“Like what?” he asked, raising his brows.

“Like some lovesick fool.”

“Because I am a lovesick fool for you, sugar,” he replied, giving her a boyish grin before taking her hand and kissing the back of it.

“Stop your sweet talking, Bucky Barnes. You don’t have to try to woo me.”

Bucky laughed and let go of her hand and opened his door, closing it before jogging around to open her door and helped her out. He waited for her to have her balance before letting her go to walk to the house without him. He needed to get the bag of beach things from the trunk. Just as he slammed the trunk he heard his wife let out blood curdling scream. He dropped the bag and ran towards the house, his heart thumping hard as fear welled up in him. Worst case scenarios raced through his brain, his strength (that he has hidden the last fifteen years) busted the door off the hinges, eyes searching the living room for her.

She wasn’t there.

He called her name, but there was no answer, but he could hear footsteps and a sniff coming from the kitchen. It had been almost two decades since he was in the war, but it’s hard to stop being a soldier. He moved silently, reaching into the drawer of the table next to the door for the gun he stored there, just in case. He crept quietly towards the door that led to the kitchen, taking in a breath and steeled himself for what could be lying behind it. He cautiously pushed the door inward with a hand as the other held the gun high, eyes scanning the floor for his wife. They caught sight of her baby blue heels at the table, following up to see she was sitting on a chair, which gave him immense relief. He rushed forward, saying her name as he placed the gun on the table. Hands cup her face, his eyes looking her over to see if she was in pain and he needed the reassurance that she was okay. 

But her gaze never met his. It was fixed over his shoulder by the refrigerator. 

“Baby?” he asked softly, as he slowly looked over his shoulder, eyes settling on a dark figure against the golden walls. It was unsettling. The figure was that of a man, his hair long and hung around his face, which was half covered by some sort of black mask, concealing his nose and mouth. But when he met the man’s eyes, everything seemed to stand still.

Those were his eyes.

“What the hell,” he breathed, his hand reaching for the gun. Before his fingers could graze the metal, the other man drew one of his own and aimed it at Bucky’s wife. He could feel his wife’s hand grip his wrist, intaking a sharp breath.

“Ne,” the man in black grumbled, thick with an accent. He continued to rumble off foreign words, words that Bucky knew was Russian. And even if he couldn’t understand what was being set, he understood the tone. He was to not to pick up the gun, otherwise his doppleganger was going to shoot his wife.

“Why are you here?” Bucky asked, forcing his voice to be more steady than it was. He would do anything at that moment if it meant that his wife and child were safe.

The dark man pulled something from his pocket that looked like a lighter, but there was a dark button on it that he pushed, and in a blink, a warbling ring grew in the space between them. He took steps towards them, placing the silver box back into his pocket, and gripped Bucky’s arm and threw him into the shimmering area, and Bucky knew he was never going to see his family again.