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[johnnydany]

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[cryptile]

Drumb studies!

Drumble images! I drew them with my little pen and edited them so they're nice and crisp and not pen-blue lol

[the-untalented-photographer]

[vxntagedior]

well oiled machine

summary | you can’t seem to face bucky after crashing one of his cars

pairing | beefy!mechanic!bucky barnes x fem!reader

warning | angst, car accidents, fluff ending

word count | 1.0k

The shock blanket that was wrapped around you, wasn’t helping with your shock.

You kept muttering curses under your breath, your eyes wide, the adrenaline still rushing through your body. 

The entire intersection was blocked off, numbers of officers and paramedics were at the scene. The one ambulance held you, one of the paramedics, patching up the gash on your forehead from the impact causing you to hit your head against the steering wheel.

The other was for the man who crashed into you. Your light had just turned green and as you started to cross the intersection to keep going straight, a truck tried to pass his light before it turned red, not getting in time, running the red, and driving straight into the side of your car.

Well Bucky’s car, not yours.

Your car had been leaking, and Bucky brought it into his shop to figure out the problem and let you borrow his car for the day, his Camaro that he worked so hard to restore. And you finally realized you hadn’t called him.

Trying to grab your bag, you were pulled back, the paramedic scolding you for moving while they tried to get the stitches in. 

Still not seeing the car, being surrounded by paramedics and police you never saw the damage. A tow truck came onto the scene, and you prayed it was the other car that was going to get wheeled on. 

Fear struck your face when you saw the Camaro being wheeled on, the entire passenger’s side destroyed, the mirror just gone and the door barely hanging onto the hinges.

You felt tears cascade down your cheeks finally seeing the damage that happened, Bucky poured his heart and soul into the car and you wrecked it within a second. 

The medic was still tending to your wounds when you heard the shouting.

“Where is she, Y/n! Y/n!”

Your heart flared, hearing the familiar through the crowd of people, looking over the shoulder of the paramedic to see your boyfriend flow through the way of officers and firefighters.

He had been held back by two police officers, seeing the three of them argue before they let go under the tap, watching him run closer and closer towards you.

“Thank god.” Bucky muttered when he saw you sitting in the back of the rig. The medic had just finished with you, placing another piece of gaze over your forehead before going off in a different direction.

His eyes were frantic, his eyes searching over your body for any more injuries. “You were just going out to the bank and you were gone too long so I went to check and I saw the accident and the car.”

The moment he mentioned the car, your eyes started to water and your bottom lip started to quiver.

“Hey it’s okay.” Bucky thinking you were hurt, holding you gently.

“I’m sorry.” You sobbed, resting the side of your head on his shoulder. “I should have been looking more carefully, I could have seen you coming before I drove across and now your car is destroyed and you put some much work into it.”

Bucky furrowed his brows, looking back at the car then towards you again, opening his mouth to speak before you cut him off. 

“I’ll pay you back.” You gasped. “I a few hundred dollars saved up, I know it’s not enough but-”

“Baby.”

“I’ll put my paychecks towards it-”

“Doll.”

“And hopefully maybe-”

“Y/n, stop talking.” He finally got his word across. “I don’t care about the car, I don’t care about you paying you back.”

“But-”

“Stop.” He said loudly. “I thought I almost lost you.”

His voice started to quiver. “I saw the car, and everything flashed before my eyes and no one was telling me anything so I had to go out and figure it out myself. You don’t understand how happy I am that you are right in front of me in one piece. You’re okay. I can replace the car, I can look for more parts, I can’t do that with you, I can’t replace you.”

Bucky didn’t know he was crying, until you used the edge of your sleeve to wipe the tears that were on his cheeks.

“I’m-”

“You better not say you’re sorry.”

“I love you.” You said instead, smiling softly. 

“I love you too, so much.” He sighed.

-

Standing in the garage of Bucky’s shop, the two of you stood in front of the car.

Bucky was able to get the camaro back from the tow truck, happy that the two were close enough for him to get it back so easily.

You didn’t understand why he was restoring it, he had endless cars, another camaro but he just said it was okay.

“Should be good, test it out baby.” Bucky smiled through the window. Turning the key, hearing the sound of the engine start, he smiled. Turning the engine back off you got out of the car seeing how giddy he was.

“Why are you so happy?” You teased.

“Because I got your birthday gift.” He smiled, “Surprise.”

You didn’t understand at first looking around before you turned back to the car.

“Your car.” You said in awe. “B, I can’t take this.”

“You will.” He insisted. “Registered in your name and everything, it’s all yours.”

Squealing, you wrapped your hands around his neck, hugging him tightly. His arms naturally wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer into his stomach. 

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” You smiled ear to ear.

Bucky returned the gesture, turning you around so both of you were facing the car, his arm still wrapped around your waist.

“What do you say about taking it out for a little test drive?” He smirked. “Test out the waters.”

“I don’t know.” You muttered, you were still cautious since the accident a few months ago, Bucky kept explaining to you how it wasn’t your fault and you were a good driver.

“Hey, I’m right here.” He reassured. “We’ll be okay.”

Your hands gripped on the steering wheel as you continued to get closer and closer to the accident sight, Bucky noticed the distress, wrapping one of his hands around your thigh, squeezing it lightly..

“See.” He said. “We’re good.”

You smiled, giving me a quick look before turning back to the road, the two of you riding downtown together. 

fin.

[dropitdoeeyes]

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She painted my lips red

So that we both ensured I kiss her every inch

My god, the girl looked like she’d burned

Some old-ish Raphmari art for the soul

[anachronisticmech]

POV: your boygirlfriend gets really stimmy over you kissing his cheek (you love him very much)

[ID: A digital drawing of Marius von Raum and Raphaella la Cognizi, where Marius is stimming a lot with a kiss mark on his cheek the same colour as Raphaella’s lipstick, while the both of them are in a hallway of the Aurora. Marius is sitting in a powerchair with an AAC device attached. He is smiling widely and stimming by flapping his hands. He wears his mono-goggle over his left eye, a black and white ascot, a white shirt, red vest, green coat, white dress pants, and black boots with small belts on them. Raphaella is standing with her cane in one hand, and holding onto her IV stand in the other. She is smiling and looking down at Marius. She wears her brown cropped shirt and poofy sleeves, black mesh tights, light brown shorts, and black slip on shoes, as well as black knee braces. Her wings are sort of tucked behind her, only a small amount of them visible. Her G tube is visible, as is her stomach, and is connected to a feeding bag on the IV stand, filled with her food. A window behind them shows stars. END ID.]

[restlesschilled]

Oooh sorry we actually stole your girlfriend from your wedding and used her as a genetic code for a ruthless army of clones… yeah she’s in a suspended chamber in a 30 year coma sorry

[mechs-incorrect-quotes]

Tim: “It’s in fact, life on the… life on the-*looks at Nastya* what’s the ship we get on again?”

Nastya: “Aurora.”

Tim: “Aurora! Sorry I forget sometim-“

Nastya: *Gets close to Tim.*

“How could you forget my girlfriend’s name?”

Tim: “…”

“Ew-“

(From: The Mechanisms at Gender Rebels.)

I FUCKING LOVED THIS BIT AYYYY, we love gender rebels

[rocksanddeadflowers]

Once again thinking about that dream I had where the mechs lose the Aurora and have to travel in a rickety little ship across the cosmos in search of her... I don't remember anything about the dream except knowing that's what was going on. But I just think I'd be an immaculate fanfic.

(Also as a bonus idea if you like adding Lyfrassir to everything mechs (me I do that): what if they happen to be stranded on the same planet Lyfrassir has been hiding out on post Bifrost and enlist/beg for their help in finding the Aurora (to which they begrudgingly agree, probably hobbit style bc the hobbit is what inspired this idea). Also in this timeline we shall pretend Nastya came back from Out or while Aurora is out without the mechs she somehow finds and reconnects and Nastya? Idk but we're not having this fic without Nastya.)

[ifthestarsarewilling]

i get women with my pure looks (deranged grin wide eyes and unbrushed curly hair) and my skill in flirting (mechanisms facts and the amazing devil lyrics)

[johnnydany]

World's Okayest Mechanic T-Shirt Get yours now: https://www.teepublic.com/t-shirt/39704236-worlds-okayest-mechanic

[shima-draws]

Me: Man I can’t decide who to ship my OCs with :( Idk who’s gonna end up with who I’m too conflicted I like all these different ships

My brain: Make it poly

Me: I can do that?

My brain: Yes make it poly they’re all dating

Me, softly: I can do that…….

[nubimera]

I can't believe this fandom has decided to continue ignoring the potential of a nightsister!reader

[ketrabobetra]

(guys pls ignore how i forgot my signature and had to add it in markup 😔) my oc daniella. idk if you guys like oc art but too bad. love her forehead

[xthelastknownsurvivorx]

thinking about popular high school senior li xiangyi with undiagnosed adhd doing a million academic and extra curricular things to avoid thinking about his shifu and shiniang's messy divorce and getting into his dream school, only to burnout hard core freshman year of college and drop out

[delaneytalks-tostatues]

Now that I have you Mechanisms enjoyers attention, I will be Cosplaying The Toy Soldier again this weekend bc my girlfriend is Cosplaying Jon Sims (TMA) and thought it would be fun for the bit and as you know I can never say no to her--