#meanwhile those 'shoulder pads' are in fact like 99% actual shoulder

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Nie Huaisang pulling a Jaskier where somehow everyone thinks he's physically tiny, because of how he tailors his clothes and the way he moves and acts and refers to himself, but in actuality he's almost the same height and shoulder width as Nie Mingjue and the impression of him as "just a little guy" is a carefully crafted illusion that would shatter if the main cast all lined up naked together.

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Grease Lightning (Bucky x Reader High School!AU)- Part 3

Summary: It’s opening night of the production, meaning you’ll be seeing Bucky for the second time. You talk some more and get to know more about the kind of guy Bucky’s like.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Reader, Natasha Romanoff, Maria Hill, Bruce Banner (mentioned), Steve Rogers (mentioned)

Warnings: none, well a lil’ bit of inner teen turmoil

Word Count: 1914

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part 1 / part 2 / part 4 / part 5

You tapped your toes in anticipation for Bucky to arrive. It was opening night and you couldn’t clear your mind of the looming pressure to make Bucky look great- well, more so than he usually did. He was the lead in the play, so you had no room to mess anything up. You were also nervous and excited to see him again. While you felt you had done fairly well during the dress rehearsal, you really hoped you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of Bucky tonight. After really meeting him and getting a small glimpse of the kind of person he was, you felt even more anxious about seeing him this time, now that you knew he was far from the pretentious jock you’d tried to make him out to be in your mind.

You imagined possible conversations you might have with him tonight as you did his makeup, if he was even in the mood to talk. Maybe he really didn’t want to talk with you. Your mind flashed to the conversation the two of you’d shared during the dress rehearsal, and you felt a swell of regret at all of the imposing questions you’d asked him. Sure, he’d been easy and pleasant to talk to- much more so than you’d expected- but maybe he was just being polite and you’d actually made him uncomfortable. Okay, maybe you’ll just do his makeup and hair and nothing else. Just stay outta the way and let him prepare for his performance.

You wiped your palms on your jeans restlessly, suddenly feeling very thirsty. You grabbed your water bottle, chugging it until it was empty. You tossed the bottle in the recycling, then turned around to see a head of shaggy dark hair lounging in the chair at your station. Your stomach flipped and you took a breath to calm your racing heart. “Bucky, hey,” you managed out, pleased with how steady your voice had been. Bucky’s soft eyes met yours, and his face split into a wide grin.

“Hey, (Y/N), how’s it been?”

“Not bad. You? Excited for tonight?” Bucky chuckled shyly, shrugging.

“I’m nervous,” he admitted. You let out a soft breath.

“I know you’ll do great,” you reassured him. You swallowed thickly at the grateful smile he gave you. You cleared your throat, quickly looking away. You tried to put on your professional face, suddenly becoming very interested in the makeup supplies you’d already gathered at our station. “Alrighty, well let’s get started.” You handed him the paper towel to put over his costume, avoiding his gaze as you busied yourself with applying facial cleanser to a cotton pad. “You mind?” You asked quietly as you held up the pad. He shook his head no, and you began wiping it over his skin.

“So what’s new with you?” He asked. You shrugged.

“Um, not very much, I guess. How about you?” You threw away the pad and began applying the foundation.

“Same for me. Hey, I realized I never really asked you anything about yourself last time. I just talked about myself the whole time. What do you like to do outside of hair and makeup?” Your hand’s movements jerked in surprise at his question. Stupid Bucky, can’t even pretend to be a jerk for a second?

“U-uh, I don’t really know. I’m not very interesting,” you said lamely.

“Oh, come on. I’ve seen your art in the yearbook. You’re really, really good. Do you like doing that kinda stuff?” God, the son of a bitch won’t stop. You felt yourself getting annoyed at the fact that he was being so nice and… interested in you. I mean, the formalities could have stopped at ‘how are you’, but now he’s making a genuine effort. You’d never had someone work so hard to talk to you. You didn’t know how to react.

“Um, yeah, I like it. It’s not like I could make a career out of it or anything, but it’s a nice hobby…”

“Steve’s tried teaching a few times, but I can’t draw for shit. I wish I could, but I guess it’s something you either have or you don’t, huh?” He let out a chuckle. “And I was serious, you’re really good. I mean, I only know what I’ve seen in the yearbook and what Steve’s told me, but you’re really talented.”

You felt the heat radiating from your cheeks in waves. “Oh, uh- thanks. That’s really nice of you to say. Although, I never knew Steve talked about me to his other friends.” Bucky’s eyes widened slightly before casting down to his lap.

“Oh, yeah, uh, I think it must’ve come up in a conversation or something…” Was it you, or were his ears a little red? Probably just you. You put away the foundation and grabbed the eyeliner pencil. You held it up, giving him a slight grimace.

“Sorry to have to do this again.” Bucky laughed.

“You know, it wasn’t actually that bad with you doing it.” He leaned back and closed his eyes in preparation. "Can we do the three count thing again, though? That was good.” You said yes and bent forward. You rested the heel of your hand on his cheek, eyeliner hovering over his eye.

“Okay, when you’re ready.” Bucky opened his eye, looking up at the ceiling. You brought the pencil to his eye gently. “One,” you began to trace. “Two,” you were just about finished, working swiftly. “Three.” You pulled away, letting Bucky blink a few times.

He grabbed a mirror from the table to look. “That was really good. Do you need to go again?” You shook your head.

“No, looks great. We can do the other one.” You repeated the process on his other eye, once again finishing in one go.

“Wow, that was really smooth. Go team!” Bucky held up a fist, which you bumped with your own. You laughed at his antics. You applied a little bit of blush and neutral lipstick before switching to his hair.

As you combed through the soft locks, you could see Bucky’s head leaning into your touch. You tried not to make anything of it as you worked out the knots as gently as you could, then grabbed the bottle of gel. “So what shows do you like to watch?” Bucky asked as you squeezed some gel into your palm. You hesitated.

“Uh, I dunno. A little bit of everything. I like stuff like Brooklyn 99 and FRIENDS, and my friend and I have been watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don’t know. There’s a lot of other ones I can’t think of right now,” you laughed awkwardly.

“Oh, man, I love those shows! Well, I haven’t seen Buffy, but my ma loves it. But the other ones are my jam!” You smiled affectionately at Bucky’s animated response. “Do you watch The Office?”

“I love The Office!” You expressed. The two of you continued a lively discussion of favourite shows, characters and movies as you continued to style Bucky’s hair. You couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to him. Once you had both been coaxed out of your shells, it was like you’d known him forever. You got to see a side of Bucky that you never expected. He was funny and personable, but could also be shy in some aspects, like when he confessed his guilty pleasure movie was Pretty in Pink. It was weird to think you’d only really spoken to each other on two occasions- the dress rehearsal and now- but you really liked it. You didn’t want to stop. You knew you’ never get the chance to talk to him like this again after all the shows were done, so you were going to revel in the next two days, having him to yourself. You knew it was selfish, but when it was just you and him, you didn’t feel nervous like you would if he was standing with his friends. You didn’t feel intimidated or like you didn’t belong there, talking to him. You knew that would change when all this was over. Sure he was a nice guy, but realistically, he was talking to you because there was nothing else to do while he was sitting in that chair getting his hair done. As soon as he wasn’t obligated to, he’d go back to his friends, and you to yours. You couldn’t expect the two of you to suddenly be besties; it would be foolish and pathetic to do so. You two weren’t actually friends of anything more than that. It was no one’s fault; that was just the way it was.

“… eventually I just crumpled up the whole page and tossed it. I mean, I’d already erased and redrawn the damn hand so many times I’d worn through the paper, so I figured I might as well just give up. Meanwhile, Steve’s there, finishing up this masterpiece, like freaking Leonardo DiCaprio or something.” Bucky threw his hands up in exasperation. “Wait, that’s not right.” You bit your lip to keep from laughing. “Shit, I meant Leonardo DaVinci. That’s embarrassing…” You chuckled.

“I do that all the time,” you reassured him. You fixed his ducktail one last time before walking around to face him. Like before, you pulled a lock of hair from the style and curled it around your finger before letting it fall against his forehead. “All done.”

“Already?” Bucky’s shoulders seemed to slump slightly. You nodded.

“Barnes, you ready? We need to fit you for the mic!” Ms. Hill called into the room. Bucky rubbed his hands on his *distracting* denim-clad thighs before pushing himself up and out of his chair.

Bucky licked his lips as he faced you. “Thanks again, everything looks great. Like always,” he added. You nodded again, rubbing the back of your neck to try to calm the heat in your cheeks.

“No problem. Uh, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow night for the next performance?”

Bucky shoved his hands in his pockets. “Yeah, definitely.”

“Barnes!” Ms. Hill called again. “Can you please hurry up, we’ve got a show to get started with.”

“Sorry, I’m keeping you. Um, break a leg,” you gave him a lame half-wave before turning around to start cleaning up your station.

Nat was once again cleaning her own station next to you, though she was now leaning against the table, looking behind you. “Still looking at you,” she sang. “Looking, looking, and…”

“Bucky, come on! What the hell are you staring at?” Ms. Hill’s exasperated tone rang through the room again. Your entire body was radiating heat.

“Oh look, now he’s in trouble. He turning around. He’s leaving. Oh! He just looked back for like a second. He’s smiling- oh, shit, he sees me watching him.” Nat lifted a hand and waved. “He’s red, and- oh, now he’s gone.”

“Thanks for your little made up commentary,” you said flatly. You could only see the tip of your nose, but it was glowing with heat. You threw out your garbage and put away the makeup. “Very entertaining.”

“You think I was making that shit up?” Nat scoffed. You gave her a look.

“Come on, Nat, it’s not like that. When in the history of reality has something ever turned into anything from a girl doing a cute guy’s hair and makeup for a play?” Nat clicked her tongue.

“I’ll answer that after my date with Bruce on Saturday night.”

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Why Are Fashion’s Elite Making Deadly Smoking ‘Cool’ Again?

“I don’t smoke.”

Had model Kendall Jenner included that caption on a picture of herself sans cigarette, the words could have been very powerful. Instead, she chose those three little words to caption a recent Instagram of herself entirely naked, with a cigarette delicately tucked between two of her fingers. The post was liked more than three million times.

“I don’t smoke.” (Photo: Kendall Jenner via Instagram)

Jenner’s friend, fellow model Bella Hadid, sent a similar message when this week she posted a close-up black-and-white photo of her face, eyes closed, lips pursed, as she dragged sultrily from a cigarette. The caption reads, “I quit.”

A post shared by Bella Hadid (@bellahadid) on Jul 25, 2017 at 5:32pm PDT

  This is not the first time these women — who have a combined Instagram following of almost 100 million people — have used cigarettes as coy, sexy props. Posing in a see-through bra and underwear for a recent Love Magazine shoot, Jenner keeps a lit cigarette daintily in hand; for a recent shoot for the same magazine, Hadid squats, her legs spread open toward the camera, a cigarette pursed between her lips.

A post shared by Kendall (@kendalljenner) on Jul 4, 2017 at 7:00am PDT

  A post shared by LOVE MAGAZINE (@thelovemagazine) on Jan 3, 2017 at 10:23pm PST

  Hadid and Jenner are certainly not the only contemporary starlets to market the image of a cigarette as a sexy accessory. Kylie Jenner posts pictures of herself smoking, as do Sofia Richie, Paris Jackson, and influencers and models such as Elsa Hosk and Slick Woods. And, of course, there was the controversy surrounding images which surfaced of many celebrity Met Gala guests smoking in the bathroom at the Metropolitan Museum this past May, the most retweeted of which was a Snapchat posted by Rita Ora showing Dakota Johnson lighting a cigarette. The caption read, “sex on legs.”

After a lull of cigarettes in fashion, why are they suddenly back? We are well aware of the deadly effects of the habit — tobacco kills 30 times more people than murder.

When it comes to fashion photography and cigarettes, they are almost uniformly used as props to indicate rebellion and sex appeal — a kind of lazy, candid glamour. Today’s use of cigarettes as a trendy prop is making them as coveted as Kate Moss did as a distressed, heroin-chic ’90s “it” girl. Cigarettes’ resurgence as a symbol of sex and rebellion makes little sense, given that we now know how uniformly dangerous they are. The added risk of mega-celebs like Jenner and Hadid sharing images of themselves smoking — even if their captions push back at the idea of these women as actual smokers — is that it glamorizes the act to an audience of millions. This is particularly dangerous considering that much of these women’s fan bases are girls and young women.

A post shared by Coda Vintage Revival (@vintage_revival_) on Sep 7, 2016 at 7:05pm PDT

Robin Koval — CEO and president of Truth Initiative, the national public health organization that directs and funds the tobacco-free truth campaign — agrees. “Thanks to social media, smokers — including people who may not even identify as smokers, like Kendall Jenner — have inadvertently become some of Big Tobacco’s best marketers,” Koval tells Yahoo Style. “Every post, like, and share of a smoking-related image on social media is a free advertisement for Big Tobacco, helping to re-normalize and make smoking cool again.”

The link between fashion and smoking goes back nearly a century, bolstered by the fact that cigarettes are an appetite suppressant. In the 1920s, flappers smoked cigarettes to rub society’s nose in their liberation; in the 1940s, ’50 and ’60s, the most envied actresses smoked their way through their most famous roles — it’s not possible to think of Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s, after all, without picturing her delicately biting her extra-long cigarette holder. Likewise, in fashion spreads of the era, cigarettes denoted a certain sophistication and elegance, wisps of smoke curled out of the barely parted lips of women wearing the latest trends.

In the ’70s and ’80s, the tobacco industry shifted its focus to active product placement in film, Koval says. And in the ’90s and aughts, there was a push and pull — calls for the removal of cigarettes from fashion spreads, followed by designers and photographers putting them in shoots anyway. It’s similar to what’s happening now, except that now there’s also Instagram.

But why, exactly, is smoking so compelling for photographers and filmmakers, and now influencers? On film, smoke can tell a story; it can fill a screen; it can give background on a character by its presence. This character smokes; therefore he is a bad guy. This character smokes; therefore she is sultry. On Instagram, it seems to give these women a little bit of rebellion cred. But perhaps those staid stereotypes need an update?

Meanwhile, renowned fashion photographer Peter Lindbergh has photographed so many women smoking cigarettes that there is a collection of his photographs called Smoking Women. He is also largely to credit for the fashion spreads of the ’90s, which often featured women smoking. “I wanted to move away from the rather formal, quite perfectly styled woman who was very artificial,” he said, referring to fashion photography of the ’70s and ’80s. “I was more concerned about a more outspoken, adventurous woman in control of her life and not too concerned about her social status of emancipated by masculine protection,” he wrote on Instagram of his aesthetic.

A post shared by Peter Lindbergh (@therealpeterlindbergh) on Feb 25, 2017 at 11:31am PST

  Maggie O’Toole, a set designer who frequently works on fashion shoots, spoke to Yahoo Style about the allure, to a person setting up a photo shoot, of cigarettes. “It’s difficult to have someone do something other than pull off gloves with their teeth, or pull down their sunglasses, that looks sexy” other than smoking, she says. “You can only hold your face in your hands a few ways that don’t get totally weird.”

But, says Koval of the Truth Initiative, “We’re surprised that some of the most creative people in the world still rely on old, hackneyed stereotypes, like putting a cigarette in someone’s mouth or hand, when they want to show someone is cool or edgy.”

The current moment in high-fashion smoking can pinpoint its beginning to 2011, when Kate Moss smoked a cigarette as she walked down the catwalk at the fall 2011 Louis Vuitton ready-to-wear show. “Moss, waving a cigarette and smoking in every sense, was only the super-est of the supes on the polished black runway,” Vogue wrote at the time.

That same year, Yves Saint Lauren promoted “sophisticated” cigarettes with the brand’s name emblazoned across the packages. The aforementioned Love Magazine has also packed its pages — and its Instagram — with models smoking.

A post shared by LOVE MAGAZINE (@thelovemagazine) on May 23, 2017 at 7:32am PDT

  On the rise in fashion, cigarettes are also on the rise on the silver screen. The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) recently released a study that says smoking in movies shot up 72 percent between 2010 and 2016. The CDC also indicates that “there is a casual relationship between depictions of smoking in the movies and the initiation of smoking among young persons,” and also causes them to believe that smoking is more popular than it really is. Considering the fact that 55 percent of 18- to 29-year-olds in the U.S. who are on the Internet use Instagram, the idea that casual images of smokers can inspire young people to light up can certainly be extended to the ’gram. According to Truth, 99 percent of smokers start before the age of 27.

Fashion is cyclical. Shoulders pads were out, and now they’re in. Bell bottoms were in, and now they’re out. Smoking seems to be on that same fashion merry-go-round, with the only difference being that while many see cigarettes packed with symbolism, they’re actually packed solely with health risks.

You can say Kendall Jenner holding a cigarette is merely an image of Kendall Jenner holding a cigarette; but the reality is these images promote a lifestyle — sexy, cool, nonchalant, and powerful. If what these women wear, eat, and promote sells, why would cigarettes be any different? Three million likes is an easy answer to that question.

Here’s the truth: 1,300 smokers die every single day. Isn’t it time for fashion to quit?

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