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nedlittle · 2 years

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hey! I liked your piece about the twitter spreadsheet. I generally agree with your observations and conclusions but I'm additionally concerned about the internet dogpiling it's received recently—a problem in its own right. were you aware the list was by a 20 year old girl? and that she clarified she's not saying no one should read them/they should be censored; her intentions were more along the lines of awareness-raising.

obviously she's echoing the "ur fave is problematic" tumblr trends, which I agree are an offshoot of puritanism cloaked in pseudo-leftist terminology, and the reasons on her list are mostly dumb and badly-written. but she's also 1 young person doing this (on what she thought was an account with only a few hundred booktwt followers) when i think lovers of books and literature everywhere still have a lot of reckoning to do with the systemic issues in fiction. wish we could've collectively just not given her list oxygen, because now she's gone viral, doubling down, getting harassed, and locking her account, which seems worse than having a 20-year-old social justice performance phase and then just... maturing out of it like a lot of people.

so yes she's wrong, but twitter (+ the rest of the internet) has gotten so outraged about her list when often the same communities don't do enough about very real issues of racism in fiction, or transphobia in fiction, or other minorities expressing their discomfort. it seems to me like she's just become the internet's scapegoat for channeling all the frustration in the air about purity culture's resurgence towards one lone target.

[on a slight tangent, she was not wrong about rainbow rowell—her books contain suuuuuuper weird depictions of mixed-race people to the point that i, a mixed-race asian, have asked friends not to read her. it's absolutely an individual's choice if they still want to, but that doesn't mean it has my enthusiastic approval solely in the name of anti-censorship sentiment. i just think her books are weird, hurtful, and unhelpful.]

originally i was going to delete this since i didn't have the time or energy to engage since it seems like you just want to vent, but y'know what i will dignify this with a response.

1. yes i'm aware of the op's age. i saw the original tweet when it was posted and checked out her account. i would not have cross-posted the spreadsheet let alone written about it were she 14 or 16. that's punching down on a child. op is, by her own metric since her age no longer has 'teen' in it, an adult. at twenty, the vast majority of the population is either involved with higher education or working, both of which require you to move in adult spaces as an adult yourself whether you feel like one or not. op is 20, i am 25; we are on equal footing in this scenario.

2. nowhere in my piece do i say that she directly calls for censorship of books deemed problematic

3. upfront i am not criticizing her for going viral in an internet safety psa way. however, there are means of limiting who can and cannot interact with your tweets even if you have a public facing account.

3.5. the nature of creating something with the intent to 'educate and spread awareness' is that you post it hoping that other people will see it and go 'oh, i should circulate that through my circles so that my friends can also be educated and aware', and then it continues spreading. that's how the transfer of information works, it's unfortunate that it snowballed the way it did because i saw a bunch of big accounts on my timeline being rude about it

4. in my posts here and my piece i specifically obscured her identity to avoid further harassment and dogpiling

4.5. nowhere in my piece do i make any personal attacks on her character. i say her choice of criticisms are "weird", mention the typos (because if you're going to post a call out the least you can do is get people's names right), say the whole thing is well-intentioned but silly, and call her methodology "ridiculous" & critique the spreadsheet as a symptom of the larger trend of tiktok gen z anti-intellectualism

5. "the same communities don't do enough about very real issues of realism in fiction, or transphobia in fiction" this was like....one of my main arguments in the piece, that deplatforming virgina woolf or ayn rand won't do anything (well... deplatforming rand may, if we can get rid of libertarians) but authors like jkr and helen oyeyemi are still doing active harm without widespread reproach. i was glad to see that oyeyemi was even on the list and upset that the transphobia in one of her books was getting sidelined in favour of making fun of the typos. that's something i highlighted in both my piece and a subsequent reblog of the post i made about the spreadsheet.

6. the modus operandi of being like "hello i saw a [tweet/post/video/photo etc] about X, which is an example of issue Y, let's talk abt it' is not something i made up. this is no different than if we were feuding shakespeare scholars duking it out via academic journals

7. nowhere in my piece do i say that she is the only example of the issues i'm talking about. i say that it's part of a larger trend, and it is. the spreadsheet is a very visible example of discussion that i have seen on various social medias, among my own social circles, and regurgitated by published ya authors and grown-ass adults

additionally, this website has several pages dedicated to problematic authors, many of whom also appear on the spreadsheet. the website is correctly spelled, alphabetized, and cited, but also listed tacitus as a code-red problematic author which, like, tacitus's histories and the antisemitism rampant in those histories are integral to the way we study western history and historiography. he was also born in 56 CE. i think he's been cancelled and analysed plenty in 2000 years.

8. tacitus tangent aside, i would like to stress that neither this account nor my twitter, on which i also posted in response to the spreadsheet and which has less than 200 followers, are Big Accounts. there is a world of difference between a blue check journalist writing the same article, with her name and handle left in, and getting a substantial sum for it. the platform i publish most of my writing on pays 1¢ approximately every 12 views. my post popular article has been read about 2000 times and earned $12. thank you for your time goodbye

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thesketchyheartist · 19 days

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04/08

Zipang

When I was watching the OP theme song, I wasn't sure what to expect. Even in the opening scenes with the father and son, I did not foresee the plot.

Now, I have seen this plot before on YouTube in a low-budget (I think) movie where a commercial airplane rode into an aurora, and they found themselves directly over WWII Germany, except it's a boat in WWII Japan.

I'm not sure if it was said or not, but I think the man the 21st-century Navy recovered is the main character's dad. It doesn't make sense given the timeline and age, so it might be his grandfather. I don't remember who was who in the father-son scene when they saw a boat if it referred to the main character and his dad or the main character's dad and his dad (grandfather).

It's curious how a modern Japanese military person views his own country when he lives in WWII. While he knows that his background and status grant him more privileges than in his era, he still can't help but dislike the state of his country for enforcing martial law and colonizing Asia. Strangely, the man he saved shares similar sentiments and does not agree with his own superiors, yet he approaches it very calmly and not with hatred.

I also must save the guy MC saves reminds me of One Punch Man with a very round face despite being a mature adult. Combining his facial structure and his calm demeanor reminds me of Buddha; he gives a "love thy neighbor" vibe.

-04/07/2024

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cielospeaks · 6 months

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short review of g f

so sevil part 2 event!!!!! hoo boy this one was actually really surprising (in a good way). like honestly

so im just kinda gonna list things

-the new friend (galanthalus i think?) gosh he gave me the biggest turnaround. like his story started out with ??? narrator who is uneasily calm in a heckscape with gratuitous ultraviolence and 99.9 percent of the time in this game that means that ??? is going to be the stereotypical "ow the edge unhinged uncaring murderous nonhuman something from another world" (ie the imposter girl from the ninetales events, morgan, etc. you know the cringe gratuitous violence scenerey chewing and not in a good way villans that this game keeps having to try and stop ppl from liking them more than the protagonists but it never works). but then the turnaround reveal that it was just a kid who was trapped in the sword for being not human and had been tortured and overlooked by everyone for centuries just bc he suited their needs? the biggest turnaround. and that the ??? who was talking to him/answering his questions wasnt a condescending big bad but keral who stayed to keep him company out of kindness????? and that both her and krel kinda let him be their child they never had and want to let him go back and live in the world?????? bro......

anyways tldr galan was a very pleasant surprise writing wise and i support him. also he lowkey reminds me of idunn and i dig that so much

-the arc of the main trio! ofc it was very depressing but im glad they didnt go for an ending where "everyone survives everything is fine uwu!" bc i feel like that sort of thing, tho it could happen bc of how op the main cast is, it would make all their suffering and pain feel trivialized and thrown out, and itd make me hate the main cast more (they already made themselves dislikable enough imo, with them guilting sevil to stay towards the middle just bc they didnt want him to leave, with no thoughts abt how hed feel. and that being said i love that the reason he stayed was to help galan, not bc he was guilt tripped into it). like it is really sad what happened, esp to krel at the very end, but it did feel conclusive which was nice (please no sequel. this was a good ending. we dont need a sequel to ruin it, i am looking directly at the knights and perfetto events. and maybe a sideye at the robomi ones for the unnecessary prophecy stuff)

-the side character development! like despite the angst, it all felt very organic (with sevil's story already having that old timey gin tama-ey feel it all seemed to make sense in the setting and not come across as cringe or insensitive angst). esp bc we didnt know a lot abt the characters in the first event, as they werent playable and didnt appear that much (they didnt even get journal entries either smh). so hearing more abt their backstories made them feel a lot more fleshed out. it was sweet seeing them stay to help w galan also, i do wish they were playable tho but it does make sense theyd be npcs

-have not seen gacha sevils story but im hoping its good! itd easily put him with caro and main gacha sturm of characters id really want (not to mention limited studra too ofc)

-and ofc. from kisumiverse side, i feel like kisumi is trying to resist the urge to punch danchou and co. in the face the whole time, while trying to be supportive of sev. who, to be utterly fair, is so wrapped up in his problems he doesnt necessarily notice kisu until towards the end. kisu doesnt want him to apologise as she sees that it isnt his fault, just asks him to take care of himself, and he realizes that he has a genuine alive friend in kisumi. its just a fun "friends dealing with grief and loss and the cycle of grief together" story.

-and then theres also the ending trope which is actually like tooth rottingly cute. "my sister and brother in law died and left behind a child that i am raising alongside my best friend" for some like slice-of-life hallmark movie angst-with-a-happy-ending. like literally. i feel like the sevil + galan + kisumi (w the father daughter too bc theyre cool) could be the casts in some heartwarming family movie or something

anyways this event, easy 9/10. maybe even 10/10. like i dont think g f could have a better event. zodicas was eh (playable ragazzo was easily the best part), knights was really meh, dont talk to me abt the perfetto one, i honestly dont mind no robomi bc the last one had elements i dont care for, everything else was just really bad except the really middle of the road collab and the slightly not so bad but also not impactful one w the grimmir squad. but yea this event is easily the best that theyve had in the last few years

#gameblogging

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nofacedpoet · 1 year

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A World With Titans | Chapter 3: Welcome to the Special-Ops (Part Two)

After Valentine had finally finished her punishment after training, which consisted of running until the sun was completely down, she made her way to Levi’s office per his request. She let out a big sigh as she knocked on the door three times. “Come in,” Levi said.

Valentine hesitantly opened the door. “You said you wanted to see me after my run.”

Levi glanced up at her. Her hair was messy, she was sweaty, and her uniform was dirty. “You look like shit.”

“Still look better than you.”

“Come in,” he glanced back down at some paperwork. She walked over to his desk and stood directly across. He looked up at her. “Aren’t you going to sit down?”

“I take it that I won’t be here very long,” Valentine crossed her arms.

“So you know why you’re here then?”

“I have a pretty good idea,” she glared at him.

“So then you understand?”

Valentine clenched her jaw. “Yeah. I understand.”

“Have to admit, I’m a little disappointed…I expected better,” he glared at her. “You’re dismissed,” he began to write again.

“You coward,” she whispered. Levi glanced up at her. “You can at least say it!” Levi stared at her with no expression. “The reason. Say it,” she demanded.

“You tell me,” he said.

“You know damn well why!” Valentine yelled as she slammed her hands on his desk.

“Watch yourself,” Levi ordered.

“Admit it. This is just your way of trying to get rid of me! Say it, you coward,” she screamed.

Levi slowly laid his pen on his desk as he continued to stare at her. “I have no idea what you’re talking about—”

“Because last night! At the banquet!” Valentine screamed.

“Tsk. You’re a bigger idiot than I thought,” Levi put his hand over his face. “You received a second offer from the Elites Regiment. I assumed you accepted it.”

Valentine froze for a second. The Elite regiment was the highest of ranking military regiments. They are in charge of secret under cover tasks carried out by the King. There are no try-outs into this regiment as one has to be invited or given an offer.

“So you’re not discharging me?” Valentine asked confused.

“No, idiot,” Levi said. “They’re offering triple pay, triple everything just to have you—”

“No,” she said.

His eyes widened. “No?”

“No!” she said sternly.

“Why?”

“Why what?!”

“Why are you declining again?”

“Why do you want to get rid of me so badly?!”

“I don’t—”

“Yes you do!”

“No! I don’t!”

“Then why do you keep pressing me?”

“Because I need to know!”

“Know what?!”

“That it’s not just because of her!” Levi slammed his fist on his desk as he stood up.

Valentine gave him a look of disgust. “Oh, fuck off!” she turned to leave.

“We’re not done here,” he followed after her.

“I’m done,” she grabbed the door knob and opened the door.

Levi slammed the door shut with his hand. “We’re not done until I say so,” he said in a cold tone.

“Move,” she ordered. Levi didn’t move a muscle. “I said move!” she turned to punch him in the face. Levi jerked his head to the side and threw her up against the door.

“Ugh!” she tried to break from his grip. “If I wasn’t so fatigued after practice I could easily take your ass!”

��Stop,” he pushed against her to block her movement.

“Ugh!” she continued to try to break from his grip.

“Stop it,” he tightened his grip on her. She moved around erratically as she grunted. “Why are you so damn stubborn!?” Levi said.

“You’ll never win this!” Valentine said. “I will win!”

“If it’s winning you’re really after,” he leaned into her face until their lips barely touched. “Surely it can’t be for her.” She felt her face begin to get hot. Her eyes widened as she stared down at his pink thin lips. “It must be for something much bigger,” he gave her an eerie stare. She felt chills all over her body as she looked into his eyes. It seemed like his grey eyes got darker than before. “So tell me,” he slowly moved his hands to her collar and completely lifted her from the ground. “What is it exactly?!” he slammed her against the door even harder than before.

“Ah!” her eyes widened in shock as she struggled to grab his hands. Her sweaty fingers slipped from his. “I—” she struggled to speak. “I just—” she felt her lips barely touch his with every word she spoke. She tried to take a deep breath but instead just breathed in his heavy warm breath. She felt her lungs collapsing inside of her as a layer of sweat formed all over her body. She tried to look away from his eyes.

“Spit it out!” he tightened his grip on her collar. He pushed her further against the door as he leaned more into her. His nose and hers were now side by side and their lips were touching. She could feel how soft and wet his lips were. She could feel his entire body against hers. She could feel his hot breath all over her face.

She dropped her hands and completely gave into him as she hung from his grip. She closed her eyes. “I just-I may not have much of a moral compass-but-I-I have to know that I-I can make a difference,” she stuttered. Her face went from pink to red. She slowly opened her eyes and peaked at him. She noticed his glare had softened. Now she saw those same grey eyes as last night.

“Why didn’t you just say that, idiot!” he dropped her. She collapsed on the floor. She felt the heat from her body immediately begin to cool down. She took a deep breath as she held her chest and covered her face with the other hand.

“Yeah. As shit as you are, you don’t really seem like their type anyway,” Levi leaned against his desk and crossed his arms.

“Not sure I follow,” she uncovered her face which was still flushed. She felt her heart begin to calm down now.

“You’re too crazy.”

“What?!” she looked up in shock. “You’re the crazy one here!”

“Well I guess we better make your craziness official then,” Levi walked behind his desk. He reached inside a drawer and grabbed something. He walked back in front of his desk and held it out to her. She saw that it was her uniform.

“What the hell,” she got to her feet. “That was all some sick test of yours?!”

“Do you want it or not?”

“Pfft,” she walked up to him. She snatched it from his hand and glared at him. “Of course I want it, asshole!”

“This doesn’t just grant you official entry. By accepting it, you’ll be agreeing to some terms and obligations.”

“Like what?”

“You’ll be required to have private training sessions,” Levi said. “With me,” he added.

“Ugh, gross,” she rolled her eyes.

“Because as of today, you’re now second to me,” Levi said.

#leviackerman #levi #attackontitan #aot #Levi_ackerman #levixoriginalcharacter #levixoc #levifanfiction #leviff #attackontitanfanfiction #enemiestolovers #enemiestofriendstolovers #slow build #slow burn

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damnedparker · 2 years

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I see you're taking Adrian chase requests.... and I raise (and beg) you..... Adrian protective/comforting reader??? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

life to come

i'm weak for anything involving adrian being protective ahhh <333 i always get nervous writing angsty/bigger stuff like this but i couldn't pass it up <33 i hope this is enough :0 p.s. named after this song.

pairing: adrian chase/vigilante x reader (gender neutral, no y/n) warnings: torture, kidnapping, mention of murder (nothing worse than canon typical violence though), use of the c word lol, being scared of losing someone, i think that's it? if i missed anything lmk!! summary: it's your first solo mission, one that's supposed to be quick and easy, but adrian has a bad feeling about it. what could possibly go wrong?

It was supposed to be an in-and-out mission, under an hour. Get the intel, get out. Easy. That's why they were sending you, the tech expert slash medic, with no background of combat aside from punching some drunk guy that got too handsy with you at a bar. They'd had to convince you it'd be so simple, and they'd spent even more time convincing Adrian as such, because, despite the fact you were all in fucking black ops, he hated you being put directly in danger like this. Especially when he was convinced someone else could do it.

"They're right, it makes the most sense for me to do it," you shrugged as you packed your tech up to leave for the mission. "It's faster this way. Like, ten times faster."

"Okay, but, I told them, I can do it, we can just switch spots. I'll be super fast, too. I have an extra suit, you can impersonate me, babe, they'll never even know--"

"Adrian," you gave him a pointed look, emphasizing it with a final zip to your bag. He took a step closer to you as you reached for him. Your hands settled at the nape of his neck, threading your fingers in the curls that sat there. "It's gonna be fine. Those idiots will all be distracted, I'll be in and out within half an hour. I'm perfectly capable."

"I know you are," he took in a deep breath. "I know, but what if something goes wrong, what if there's a bear in there or like a fucking--"

"If there's a bear, I will surely let you know," you tapped his ear piece with a smile. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you against him in a tight hug. You returned the embrace gratefully. Though you were reassuring him, it was nice to have the comfort yourself to ease the nerves. He only pulled back to take your face in his hands.

"You promise?"

"Promise." You pressed a long kiss to his lips. Adrian returned it with fervor, and you opened up underneath him as if to say I know, I love you. Even after pulling away breathlessly, he pressed his forehead to yours and stayed there for a moment.

"Okay. I'm gonna kill that fucking bear for even looking at you." He mumbled, pressing another kiss to the corner of your mouth, then your forehead.

The whole drive over, everyone chattered like normal, even Adrian, an attempt to settle back into the norm and lose the dread that took over his stomach. You could feel it, too, in his abnormally tense posture next to you, in the near death-grip he had on your thigh. It somehow tightened more when you arrived, half a mile from the actual house where you'd split up in order to set things off. You hopped out of the back eagerly, ready to get this thing over with, and Adrian trailed behind you like a shadow. You had to pull away from him as he kissed you once, twice, and begged for a third before you finally set off. Chris clapped him on the shoulder as they watched you slip off towards the house, saying something about how everything would be fine, but Adrian barely registered it.

"Alright, Thorn, can you hear us?" Harcourt tested the comms a final time, now finally out in the field. A beat passed by in silence, and Adrian nearly pissed himself.

"Thorn?" He asked desperately next. Your voice rang through his ear after another pause of silence.

"Read you loud and clear, Viggy, Harcourt," you replied. "Sorry, couldn't find the button thingy." You chuckled. Adrian felt like passing out. He wished he could fast forward to the part of the night where the two of you were watching Fargo on the couch, half-asleep. His nerves had never been so fried, he felt useless as he listened to you communicate info back and forth with Harcourt.

The first twenty minutes went fine, comms worked just right, you slowly made your way to the center hub as the enemy house slept, and it all seemed to be going to plan. And then, suddenly there was about ten minutes of silence. The team stayed quiet, figuring you were busy downloading the intel from the central hub and needed silence. But something felt off. And panic set in Adrian's veins when your comm crackled in. Nothing at first, then your heavy breathing, and a simple, nervous "fuck." Then silence. No white noise letting them know your comm was still on, nothing from you, nothing at all. It seemed like hours passed before Adrian couldn't hold in his nerves anymore.

"Okay, what the fuck are we doing, it should not be silent for this long--"

"We can't compromise the mission until we have confirmation something is wrong." Harcourt interrupted, but there was a tick in her usual calm demeanor that even Adrian picked up on. She was suspicious, too.

"C'mon, it's been twenty minutes since they should've been back out here, something's off," Adebayo reasoned. "We need to get in there." A few beats passed as Harcourt considered it, before she nodded curtly. Adrian's heart was in his throat, struck silent by the fear and anger riddling his entire body.

"Peacemaker, Vigilante, you clear the bottom two floors. Adebayo, you're with me, we'll clear the top two. Economos, keep watch, let us know if any trouble approaches." Harcourt ordered, and Adrian practically shot off towards the house without any other direction needed. All he could see in his mind was the worst case scenario-- you being tortured, taken somewhere to have unspeakable things happen, you in a shallow grave in the woods to never be found. He gripped his gun a little tighter at his hip. Would Harcourt be mad if he just slaughtered all these fuckers right now? Probably. And what if they had you in the house still? Okay. Probably not a good idea then. Find you first. Then murder.

Neither of those two things happened, and he wanted to throw up.

Chris and him had cleared the bottom two floors of the house easily, because it was fucking empty. Not a soul to be found. Harcourt and Adebayo came up with similar results when they met back up on the first floor. All they came back with were grimaces, directed at Adrian. The dread that had already settled in his gut grew stronger as they held up a necklace, your necklace. The stupid, silly BFF necklace Adrian had given you as a gift for the latest anniversary he'd marked on the calendar. The smile on your face and laughter that had rung out had been enough reassurance to him that, yes, you were his person. His best friend, the love of his life that could never, ever be replaced. All the things other people took as stupid and worthless, you saw the good in. You saw the good in him. You'd let Adrian feel loved and needed, and he held onto you so tightly because he didn't even want to consider what his life would be like without you in it.

And even now, with you missing in a worst case scenario he'd only had nightmares about, he refused to accept that this was due to be the rest of his life. He would find you, even if it killed him.

—

You had no idea how long it'd been since you were taken. Not the hours, days, weeks possibly? You'd lost track of even the numbers of times these assholes had come in and roughed you up, trying to get info on your team. All they seemed to know were codenames, wanting to know why you were tracking them. But you kept your mouth shut. If you were going to die, you weren't going to lose dignity, and you definitely weren't going to compromise the one family you had left.

Despite the resolve you pulled at to keep them safe, otherwise you were fucking scared. It was impossible not to be. You had no idea if or when these people would decide you were no longer of use, and would off you. You had no idea if you'd ever be found. Maybe you'd just be here forever, hanging from the low, dirty ceiling in this dingy basement, waiting on people who would never get here.

All you really wanted was to see Adrian one last time. Then you could die happy, you think. Knowing he was still out there.

You had no idea how long you'd been lost in your thoughts when the main guy, tall, skinny, seemed to bathe in grease, came back down with a nasty grin. He always had that fucking grin on his face when he devised some new method to shoot pain through your body, convinced it would get him even a morsel of information. Your stomach turned inside out as you spotted surgical tools he pulled next to him on a tray. You'd already been practically waterboarded, cut, beaten to a pulp, electrocuted, namely every standard torture method. But this shit? You had no fucking clue what was about to happen.

And it seemed to be something you'd have to wait longer to find out. Shots rang out in the room above you, and whatever monologue the greaseball was giving you halted. You could see the confusion, panic running through him in his expression, and a small glimmer of hope found its way out of your heart. Something you hadn't felt in a while.

More burst out when you heard a familiar "motherfucker!" come closer. A smile tugged at your lips, and a tiny laugh escaped before you could stop it. Greaseball spun on his heel towards you.

"What the fuck are you so giddy about, cunt?"

You never got to answer. A warm spray of blood smacked you in the face as the head in front of you soon became split in half at the skull. The body in front of you fell to the floor, and you were greeted with the familiar red visor that would've had your knees giving way if you were actually using them.

"Adrian," you managed, your voice weak and raspy from both crying and screaming. He quickly yelled for the others that he'd found you, cutting the rope that held you to the ceiling and catching you before you could crumple to the floor. Your limbs felt like complete jelly as you watched him cut all your bindings free. A shiver began to take over your body at his gentle touches, a contrast to all the brutal punches and shocks to your system for however long you'd been there.

"I'm here," he ripped off his mask so you could see his face, so he could press a long, hard kiss to your forehead. You shut your eyes and reveled in his touch. And as soon as you did that, began to let go, you realized how little energy you had. Your body began to go limp. Everything suddenly became a feeling of a feeling of a feeling. So far away. "Hey, hey, no, I'm here. Hold on. Just hold on a little more. We're gonna get you help. You can't leave, hey," he shook you as gently as you could, pressing another few kisses to your face. You managed to flutter your eyes open again somehow. Blurry figures made their way through the door at the end of the room, coming to rush towards you. The only thing clear to you was Adrian. "Baby? Hey, you're okay. Everything's gonna be okay now. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere," he paused and swallowed hard when you began to fade away again. "Neither are you, okay? I love you, please, I can't do this without you-- fuck, fuck! We need to go, now--"

Everything got fuzzy. Then black. And suddenly you were blinking open your eyes, crusted with sleep. You went to wipe them, only to find your hand pressed tightly-- no, gripped tightly by a warmth. You recognized the white popcorn ceiling, the teal walls around you as you slowly came into consciousness. You were back in your apartment. In your bedroom. A near empty IV bag hung near you, although not connected to anyone. Water, food piled on the nightstand. You shifted slightly to look at more of your surroundings, only to realize there was a weight on your stomach. Adrian.

His body was sprawled over the side and end of the bed, head resting on your stomach as he was clearly passed out. His glasses had slipped off his nose and lay discarded next to him, luckily not crushed. Your hand was tightly in his, fingers tangled together. You smiled, the first real one since everything had happened.

Slowly, both out of caution to not wake the man sleeping soundly on you and your sore body, you moved his glasses safely to the nightstand. You couldn't help yourself as you ran your fingers through Adrian's curls next, reveling in the familiar feel of them sliding against your palm. You only felt a little bad when he began to stir under your touch, you needed to see him. Know he was real.

His eyes slowly blinked open, accompanied by a yawn falling out of his mouth. He only seemed to realize what was happening with a sudden jolt, a smile coming over his face, mixed with fear and relief.

"Thank fucking god," he closed his eyes at your touch. "How are you feeling, babe?"

"Like I just got hit by a bus and thrown down a cliff," you rasped. Your voice came out slightly broken, rough from a lack of use for so long. "How- how long...?"

"You were gone for a week," Adrian's voice cracked. Tears, something you hadn't ever seen on him, flooded his eyes. Warmth surrounded you as he moved closer, large hands coming to hold your face. His thumb traced a newly forming scar that twisted from your upper lip to above your right eyebrow. "I was so worried, I thought- I wasn't sure if I was ever going to see you again. I didn't know what to do. I wouldn’t be able to handle that, if you- you weren’t...“

“Well, I’m still here,” you smiled weakly. "I- They kept asking about you. The rest of the group. I never--"

"I know. We overheard some of them talking. You should have given me up. I'm not worth the pain they caused you-- I- What if they killed you? I couldn't-" He swallowed back a sob.

"You are worth it," you told him softly, using as much energy as you could muster to lean forward enough to kiss him. "You're worth everything, Adrian, I love you."

"I fucking love you so fucking much," he sighed, wrapping you up in a tight hug, but still careful enough to mind your wounds. You gripped onto him even tighter, as the memories of the past week came rushing back to you-- the emotions, the pain, all of it. You finally let go. The sobs came, and they wouldn't stop. Adrian pulled back to look at you. You gripped at his shirt.

"I was so scared, I-I," you stuttered. "Fuck, I thought I was going to die— I thought I wasn't going to see you again— and—“ You inhaled deeply, anxiety flooding you like a tidal wave. "I can't. I can't do that again, Adrian, I'm not—“

"You won't have to," he assured, pushing your hair away from your face. "You're safe. I'm keeping you safe. I killed every single one of those fuckers that dared to lay a finger on you, and I'll do the same to anyone else that tries," his voice shook with anger, protectiveness that found itself in the way he held you close. You hid your face in his chest, letting the rest of the tears you'd pushed down for that hell of a week flow free. Your body trembled against his. "Everything's okay now. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere."

"Okay," you breathed out. You could barely move, or do anything but let him readjust your bodies so that you laid on top of him. He crossed one of his ankles over yours, pressing you impossibly closer in his hold. His palm found its way up the back of your shirt to caress your skin. He let out a shaky breath. There was a bout of silence before a question popped into your head. “What about the intel?”

“Wh— Are you seriously worried about that still?” He asked incredulously. You lifted your head to look at him, chin on his chest. He stared at you for a moment. “We got it when we infiltrated the base they took you to.”

“So… what now?” You were referring to the mission, but Adrian straight up bypassed it. It was clear he didn’t really wanna talk about it anymore, at least for today.

“Now, tater tot,” he wiggled his way upwards in the bed to sit up against the headboard with you still on his chest. He grunted as he smacked his hand around to find the remote on the nightstand. “Now we’re going to watch whatever movie you want because you need to rest and I’m not letting you leave this bed until you’re better.” He punctuated the end of his sentence with a kiss to your hairline.

Adrian stayed true to his word— the two of you stayed in bed for a few days, save for him getting you food or whatever else you needed. After that, you slowly started moving around the house again, with Adrian fluttering around you like a nervous mama bird. It was honestly endearing. You were glad he was hesitant to leave your side, because you didn’t really want him to leave either. And, well, he never really would leave. Adrian would always be there for you, and you for him.

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kaizoku-pirateking · 2 years

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What if they break something, Important?

anonymus asked: Hi! i could have a headcanon with luffy, zoro, sanji and ace they break something really important for their s / o? thank you in advance ☺️ And sorry my english os vert bad :’)

sypnosis: how will s/o react when their op boyfriend's break something important?

an: thank you for the request anon! Also there's no need to say sorry, not everyone is good at English:> Also I have use as an object here is a photoframe of reader and their family member who have passed away if you don't mind

tags: sfw, a lil angsty, gn!reader, s/o! reader, happy ending, not proofread

wordcount: <600

masterlist

Monkey D Luffy

He is making ruckus at the ship, some catching up to him, while he break everything and Usopp, Chopper, Sanji preventing him to stop his actions. So when he accidentally pushed your family frame at the desk. He stopped laughing

Luffy knew he's in danger and he doesn't want to see you sad and angry, he will clumsily tru to fix the glass shards but it won't, when he turned around and saw you watching him fix it. You could feel a sense of sadness while it broke and feeling whatever his apologies were are accepted

“Uhh (Name) this isn't was it looks like..” Luffy said whisting, his eyes looking away with his lips whistling. You tried not to get mad and walked closer to him

Luffy would immediately panick but it's all gone when he looked at your expression soften, “Don't worry, the picture is still fine. We could always look for a frame at the next Island.” Luffy bursted into tears and hugged you causing for both of you to fall on the floor

“THANK YOU FOR NOT BEING MAD AT ME, YOU'RE THE BEST LOVER EVER”

Roronoa Zoro

He doesn't even know he broke the frame. He's wandering at the ship because he got lost and needed to go to a bathroom, so he entered a room but it's actually yours. Zoro decided to look around for awhile until he spot a certain photoframe of you and your late family, He had a small smile on his face when at the picture you're smiling

Just about he placed it, the balance of the photoframe was off leading for it to fall on the ground, He's quick to react and move away since he doesn't want to get minor cuts. He's standing there for a moment not knowing what to say, But until you walked in. Zoro gave you a quiet look meanwhile you tried not to punch him directly at the face and walked closer at him

You walked close at Zoro and once you do you gave the photo frame a look, Thank the heavens for the photo is not ripped and is still fine, Just you're gonna kneel down to pick up the glass shards. Zoro stopped you by putting one of his hand at your shoulder, making you confused

“It's Swirly Cook's fault.” You could definitely hear Sanji's angered voice rushing at the speed from the hallways

Sanji

He values all of your items and makes sure to not break any of it, since he doesn't want to see the sad look you have at you face. He's cleaning at your room because you permitted him and since he's your boyfriend, you don't really have no choice

He spot a picture of a kid, and it's parents at the side, A woman who has the same feature's as Sanji's lover were holding a child, Sanji grabbed the photoframe and mentally froze when it's a photo of you as a newborn and your parents. Since he froze, he of course broke it. He snap back to reality when he found out it's broke his eyes widened on what happened

(Name) Immediately went to their room checking if Sanji's fine, but their worried look turned into a cold look, the photoframe they cherished the most were broken, They knew it's Sanji's fault but they can't blame him for it

Sanji stood up from the mattress and tried to calm them down, “Look, it's only the glass that's broken not the photoframe? I'm sorry love I promise I'll make it up to you” You feel a relieve phase has hit you and you let out a small laugh and smiled at Sanji

“There's no need for apology”

Portgas D Ace

You and Ace share a bedroom at Whitebeard Pirates, more like Ace forced Oyaji to moved in with you. Since it's your first time sleeping with him in the same room he's of course excited and help you with the clean up and moving the items

While you're out of the room fetching for the both a drink, Ace noticed a photoframe at the box, He held it and his eyes widened at who's at the photo, It's you and your family. His heart both ache and melt for he's happy you have photos of you and with your parents before they die, Meanwhile for him. He never had one even at his life

Ace suddenly dropped the photoframe unconsciously, He feel his heart quicken and didn't have time to save it, He panicked it's definitely his fault and shoul've minded his own business. When you came back you're in silence. You placed the drinks at the table and hurriedly looked at the photo

The photo is still fine but not the photoframe, even if the photoframe was gifted by your parents you're still relieve the photo is fine, Ace stood up and hugged you from behind, “Im sorry it's my fault, I'm so careless” He would kiss your back neck and putting his head at your neck telling that “please don't be mad at me”

You looked at him through your peripheral vision, and laughed “I will always forgive you even if something happened” Ace is definitely happy when he heard you say you're not mad about it and literally hugged you for more minute

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binniesthighs · 3 years

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dear anon, sweet anon, thank you so much for requesting this <3 i didn’t know that i needed it in my life and now...here it is;) IT WAS SO FUN hehe

melt in your mouth | reader x jisung

Pairing: self insert, gender neutral reader x han jisung

Genre: that good good smut

Summary: After hearing a rather interesting story about a certain brand of chocolate aphrodisiacs, your curiosity gets the best of you and your friend’s roommate, Jisung.....a spin off of bites like bittersweet

Word count: 3.7k

*photocreds to OP!

{see below for tags, nsfw and warnings!}

Tags: aphrodisiac au, somewhat friends to lovers, hints of mutual pining, bestfriend!seungmin, seungmin’sroommate!jisung, hardswitch!jisung, hardswitch!reader, explicit language, mentions of food/eating, hand stuff (r &m), degredation, petnames, dirty talk, unprotected sex (stay safe cuties), creampie, voyeurism, and we love a plot twist ;)

~💋~

two flavors seemed excessive. one flavor seemed like just enough. you didn’t want to break the bank or anything on something that was likely crappy quality or potentially psychedelic; even worse, it could be both.

“and you want to try these with me why?” seungmin pushed his wire-framed glasses up his nose bridge and scrunched it up. he inspected the paper wrapper with a skeptical glare. the design itself was anything but trustworthy: in swirly cursive pink font, the name Cherri Amore and under it, a absurdly large lipstick mark with the outline of a couple doing what must have been fucking “spread eagle.”

seungmin muttered, leaning over the counter of the dingy kitchen he shared with his roommates, “proven aphrodiasiac and libido booster...? y/n, sorry, i just--i’m fucking lost here--”

“--ever heard of trying something for the hell of it seung??” you snatched the bar from his hand. “the review that i read online said that it made them crazy fucking horny, so much so that they fucked their best friend of something like five years or something like that. isn’t that insane?!”

your best friend’s eyes blew out with his mouth aghast, “what the hell?? shit--of course you’d find something insane on the internet like this and drag me into it...”

in your incredulous laugher, you threw your neck back so hard it hurt a little. “loosen up! it’s probably a scam or something. plus...if it does work on us...don’t act like i haven’t caught you in the act before...”

seungmin, ever the angel, flushed a shade of fuchsia you thought inhumanly possible for someone to attempt. “that-that wasn’t--that wasn’t what you thought it was!!!” he cast away the chocolate bar as if it were his dick on the very night that you had walked in on something that was supposedly not what it looked like.

“relax!” you punched your embarrassed friend on the arm which he dramatically rubbed into. “it’s not a sin to jerk off or anything. hell, i do it....obviously.”

seungmin chuckled out unsteadily, “well, um, what if it does work then, what do we do?”

you snickered, “ha! hell if i know. cross that bridge when we get there?”

“so what you’re saying is...this could either be a massive waste of our time, or, both of us get so stupidly turned on that we decide to have sex....with eachother?”

“that’s the gist i’m getting.” you took to the corner of the shiny pink paper wrapping at the corner. “but...who said that we had to fuck or anything...?”

from fuchsia to nearly scarlet, seungmin averted his eyes at the speed of light.

“seung!!! do you have something to tell me?!” your teasing grin spread wide and you lifted your hand to give your adorable friend a clap on the back.

“i’m just repeating what you said!!”

you broke the bar open, cracking off the first square on the counter with a solid snap. with a smirk, you offered it to your friend. he reached out, only to nearly jump out of his skin when the old-timey ringtone from his phone erupted in the hollow kitchen.

“shit.” he murmured under his breath, pulling it out and immediately pressing the call button upon seeing the caller. “h-hello? yeah? wait, wait...slow down...the cultures did what?! and you have to start over?? shit--”

before you could have anything to do with it, your friend was already throwing on his sneakers and sky blue raincoat. “sorry, y/n but i have to go. that was my co-worker, they said that something went bad with the incubator, and all of the cultures are ruined, and there’s the stupid lab meeting in the morning--”

“i��m gonna pretend that i understood everything you said.” you hung at the doorway to the kitchen, observing him trip over pairs of shoes and other random-ass college-aged boy items. “you only get a pass because i have a feeling that the coworker we’re talking about here is the cute one.”

your friend rolled his eyes, mouthing a reluctant, “yes.”

“fine then. we can try the chocolates another time.”

“fine--sure--” seungmin grabbed for the handle, “sorry. again.”

~💋~

you felt like the chocolate bar was taunting you, just sitting there opened with two squares all ready for the eating. oddly, you really couldn’t figure out exactly why you had wanted to try them in the first place. for a second, the guilt and loneliness started to seep through and it felt sticky, pathetic, and stung like thorns right into your breaths.

“fuck it.” you whispered under your breath, swiping them all up and walking over to the trash can.

“whatcha got there?” a voice entered the room attached to one of seungmin’s roommates, jisung.

the two of you had met many times in passing, and you had shared enough small talk to consider him somewhat of an acquaintance. from what you had gathered about the boy, he spent much too much time in his room working on his animations and was the dictionary definition of one of those cocky-assholes you had a soft spot for.

“jisung--hey. it’s...it’s nothing. something stupid that i blew my money on.”

“let me see.” he crossed the room, looking wired and overtired as usual.

from staring at his screen for so long his eyes bagged with dark circles, but somehow it made him look mischievous, or something like that. his muscle tank had been cut low to reveal his sides and ribs which flared when he grabbed for the bar of chocolate.

“huh.” he scoffed, “i’ve seen like, infomercials for these things. you were going to try it?”

“yeah...i-i mean--no...i was.”

“what’s stopping you? not curious anymore?”

“window of opportunity passed.”

“i don’t think so.” he grinned, matter of a fact. “i like chocolate.”

you couldn’t quite believe what was being said to you at first. jisung, the boy that you barely knew, was standing there with his goofy heart-shaped smile and all, holding libido boosters and asking you to take them with him.

“you do know what those are, right? what they could do?”

immediately, he popped one in his mouth, nearly like it was a challenge. “empahsis on the “could.””

he held them closer to you, prompting you to take the remaining square which was flecked with little red hard-candy looking bits.

“fine then. you’re right. what they could do.” you downed the candy, crunching it and finding that the quality was certainly not a guarantee. the thing itself tasted halfway between a tootsie roll and cold medicine. “fuck.”

jisung laughed, throwing the rest of the bar away.

“what did you that for?”

“i’m guessing whether they work or not, you might not need them anymore.”

your friend’s roommate slicked his hair back, and ruffled it over his dark eyes. his face was slightly puffed with exhaustion, but it didn’t make him any less handsome.

“so we wait now?” you asked, glancing at the clock.

“wanna order some food or something?” he smacked his lips, “i need a fucking chaser after that.”

~💋~

you didn’t know what time it was; late, probably. after a couple hours of realizing that nothing was really going to happen to you or your friend’s roommate, you had decided to stop expecting it. although, you had kind of hoped...

the sofa that the boys shared was just about as comfortable as you had remembered it. it was large enough to hold you and seungmin’s two roommates on better days, but, once again, random-ass college-boy stuff cluttered at least half of it. it was one of those “dumpster finds” and kind of smelled like a grandma’s house, but honestly, that was what made it so comfortable.

the tv carried on, playing some kind of animated movie that jisung had chosen claiming that the director was some kind of “god of animation and storytelling.” you liked the colors, but soon you felt yourself being lulled and drowsy: your head felt heavy simply resting on your shoulders.

your eyelids fogged, and the sounds from the tv set started to fade into inexistence. beside you, jisung had crossed his arms, but the lack of space had pressed both of your thighs together, and the warmth from his leg started to wash over your drowsy state. your head bobbed, swayed...then fell, directly onto his shoulder. had you been more lucid, you would have cared more.

“oh--” he jumped slightly, and shifted awkwardly.

the room darkened and soon all you could see was the thin line of light that your half-open eyes allowed.

“this-this can’t be comfortable for you.” jisung hushed and clicked the tv off. “hey, you should be heading to bed anyway, it’s late.”

“are you kicking me out, jisung?” you babbled, not really aware of your own words.

your friend’s roommate chuckled, straightening his posture to support you. “i’m not gonna make you walk back to your place at this time of night.”

“it’s only a couple of blocks--”

“--you’ve slept over here before, haven’t you?”

you stretched out your arms with a little squeak.

“yeah. on the couch.”

“you...can’t do that. you’d have to sleep in a fucking corkscrew if you did that.”

“yeah, i know.” you giggled, now finding yourself in a kind of stupor that made you wonder if the chocolates really were doing their job. “i’ll just take seung’s bed then--”

“--he’s! not back...yet.” jisung hugged his arms to himself. “i dunno, shouldn’t he have his bed when he comes back?” he cleared his throat, composing himself. “of course, there’s space in my bed if you’d like.”

“me? sleep with you?”

“yes, with me.” just as he had before, that little challenging edge coated his tone, “only if you’re comfortable i mean. i guess that i’m forgetting that the most that the two of us have shared yet is some wack-ass chocolate so, i shouldn’t be making any assumptions.”

“no, no!” you pounced off from the couch, reaching high to the ceiling to stretch out your sore back next. and, perhaps to let your shirt tuck up just a little bit as you did so. “i don’t have a problem with it.”

jisung nodded, grinning in the half-lit room, cleaning away to-go boxes. you had noticed before, but the way that his triceps tensed when he moved around was really just a little too distracting.

“you can head on in, but--be quieter about it. jeongin is sleeping in here.”

you clicked off a sleepy salute, following the hall down exactly where you had known his room to be, but you had never entered it before. it didn’t surprise you, but it was just as messy as the rest of the place was, and you had to tip-toe around god-knows what to find your way.

after tripping on something soft and sort of damp, (which you prayed was a shower-towel) you made your way to jisung and his face illuminated by the blue-glow of his phone screen where he had immediately jumped in bed after navigating through the room much more skillfully than you had.

“you have an issue if i sleep in my underwear?” you asked, realizing.

jisung paused, wide eyed, but quickly fell back into his casual and cocky smirk. “i mean, that’s basically what i’m doing so...”

“scooch over. i hope you’re not a blanket hogger or anything.”

the bed was already pleasantly warm from jisung having occupied it. it would have felt amazing if you had been as tired as you had been moments ago, but now your entire body felt horribly wide-awake.

“--and if you start to snore, i’m leaving you for the couch, got it?”

jisung let out an airy laugh, shifting and creaking the bed a bit under him, “i don’t snore...for your information.”

with the blankets pulled up to your nose, you turned to lay on your back, eyes finally adjusting to the darkness of the room. above you, the faint green glow of glow-in-the-dark stars sprinkled across the ceiling, making up constellations: from what you could make out, the big dipper was above jisung’s bed, and the little one was above jeongin’s, who peacefully slept with tiny breaths.

jisung rolled to the side, accidently brushing his bare leg against yours.

“night, y/n. sorry the chocolates didn’t work out. would’ve been kind of hilarious if they did.”

“psh.” you rolled over too, closing your eyes, “you saying you would’ve taken up the opportunity to get in my pants?”

“guess we’ll never know.” he sighed.

~💋~

birds chirped, signaling the coming sunrise what was nearly breaking upon the horizon, and filled with deep blue sky with a type of orange-glow. the room was dim and stuffy, and noticeably much hotter than you remembered it being before. over the course of the night, you had tangled your legs with the sheets, finding them trapping you between them, and you shuffled to escape them and feel the air hit your skin. they shifted, letting you feeling the sticky mess between your legs.

“what the--” the aching and heated desire made itself painfully obvious, soaking directly through your underwear, making a wet mess of them where you throbbed with an utterly unexplainable arousal that reverberated in your core.

the friction from your legs only heightened the sensation, and you found yourself unwillingly rutting down into the mattress just to feel an ounce of relief.

fuck, the chocolates, you recalled. while you had expected to feel something from them, this was twenty times more intense than anything you could have planned for.

you were like an animal in heat, vulnerable, weak, dazed. your body set ablaze, and it only made sense to strip of any and all clothing that held you back. in your own desperation, you had completely forgotten about the man resting next to you.

“y/n? what's--what are you doing?” jisung groggily croaked in a tone several octaves lower than you were accustomed to. your brain could only calculate it is as downright, unbelievably sexy.

“jisung, i’m fucking burning up, an-and, i think i’m finally feeling something....are you?”

he hadn’t noticed it at first until he did, but from where he could see where the blanket dipped all the way down to your waist, you were completely bare. with fluttering eyes, he gulped down dry. you noticed the way that he took you all in, looking at every inch of you. you reveled in how he greedily and shamelessly didn’t stop.

under the covers, his own legs twisted.

“me too.” he answered gravely, speaking with a low whisper.

carefully, his tentative touch advanced under the covers, slowly reaching to your bare hip, where he settled a testing caress, squeezing harder, then cascaded down the small of your back to make you shiver. your own hand did the same, instead finding his leg and creeping your hand up and under his shirt. little space existed between the two of you, and only the panting of your heavy inhales and exhales could be heard.

your eyes glued to his, beautifully brown and dilating, trembling a little while holding yours. from his light touches, it took every bit of your will to control yourself from launching over him. jisung’s hand fell lower, and toyed with the elastic band of your underwear which had started to feel painfully confining. each of your own fingers traveled up his torso, brushing over his chest which made his whole body shake.

“sh-shit, i’m so fucking--” jisung started, dropping off his words to let out a wavering sigh. you didn’t need to guess any further.

jisung slid two fingers under your elastic band, and it became too much to handle.

“please, touch me jisung.” you whined out pitifully, clawing directly into the soft muscles of his back.

you were shocked how quickly he had given into you, immediately crashing his lips against yours first, then using both arms to pull you into his chest so close it stole all of your breath away. you kissed him back roughly, ravenous to feel the sensation of his mouth against your own. he growled out a small groan directly into your lips, sloppily working every single corner and edge of your mouth with a devilish smile curling his own.

lower, both of your hips met flush, grinding and twisting to create the kind of pressure that the both of you craved. limbs twisted, sweating and heated skin mingled, and you could feel every bit of his hardened cock right against your own arousal and how his shaft throbbed helplessly.

“you taste so good.” he murmured between haphazard kisses, letting his low tone vibrate against you.

“take these off.” you ordered, tugging at his boxers, nearly taking them off yourself.

“take yours off.” he echoed, and you did.

curious hands plunged deeper, delighting fingers in the slick of the other’s cum.

“fuck.” jisung dragged the explicative over your lip where he lapped lazily into you. “don’t stop.”

you gave him a moment’s pause, stopping to wet your palm with saliva, then met it with his cock. you worked his length with the sharp and twisting turn of your wrist, causing him to whimper out shamelessly.

“shhh.” you hissed, pulling his lip with our teeth, “don’t want to wake up your roommate do we?”

he nodded, biting each and every tantalizing little sound into his lip instead. your own breaths grew shallow feeling the pressure from his hand between your legs and how he had grabbed into your thigh to swing it over his hip for better access.

“wouldn’t you like me to fuck you out, baby? fuck you like the good little cock whore that you are for me? i’ve seen the way that you look...you’ve wanted this...haven’t you?” jisung’s words were slick and luxurious despite their bite.

to suppress the begging moan in your throat, you cupped your hand over your mouth, and pressed hard into it.

the blanket tented from your pulling at his cock and how you rubbed over his slit: it was an ethereal sight even in the blurriness of the room.

slowly, you leaned over to his ear, waist rocking back and forth over the sensation of his hand rubbing into you relentlessly. “don’t lie baby, you want my ass bouncing on your cock...don’t you?”

in one movement, he swept his full body weight over yours and harshly pulled your legs back to open your entrance just for him to tease with his tip. he guided himself in slowly and meticulously, bottoming out once you had sunk your fingers into his shoulders to manage some of the screams you would have let out otherwise.

“fuck yes, baby.” jisung growled, finding an animalistic pace that burned your whole body with white flames of pleasure.

you grew impatient wondering furiously what his cute little pouty cheeks would look like when you fucked him from above, riding his dick. you wouldn’t wait any further, taking your grasp on his shoulders to then flip him, settling your hips over his dick which you pounced on to the tune of one of his moans slipping past, loud and guttural.

“shut. the fuck. up.” you scolded him, throwing your hand over his pretty mouth. he whimpered out once again, eyes rolling feeling the tip of his dick reach as deeply inside of you as you would let it. “cum inside me sungie, i won’t stop until I have every last drop.”

jisung nodded, chest flaring as his breaths quickened.

“cum for me baby, and i’ll cum for you...got it?” your breathy whispers scratched your throat, but you needed him to hear.

you held his eyes which glistened with two pretty little tears that fell as he came hard, shaking with his whole body and letting each of his gleeful moans come spiraling into your hand.

your own heat came surging, right at your core, growing....growing...

a lamplight flashed on.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? WHAT THE--WHAT THE--”

jeongin threw his sheets over his eyes, while shuddering. “I WAS FUCKING SLEEPING!!”

his shrill scream sent you jumping out of your lust, and you scrambled off jisung’s throbbing and pink cock, and forgetting the force of gravity, which sent his cum dripping out from inside of you. in your panic, you grabbed at anything to cover up your body and his, only to get so tangled that you lost your balance on the edge of the bed and.....

~💋~

THUMP

your body hit the wooden floor of jisung and jeongin’s room, right on your butt where you knew that it would be hurting for weeks.

as disoriented as you were, it took you a good few minutes to realize what had actually just happened.

“y/n?” jisung called with his groggy half-awake, half-asleep tone. “did you just fall out of the bed?”

on the opposite side of the room, you whipped your head over to see jeongin still peacefully sleeping with his back turned to jisung’s bed.

“fuck--um, yeah. i did. shit...”

jisung chuckled in the dark room just barely peeking with the first bits of the sunrise in streaming into the room.

“i don’t know how you did that considering i gave you plenty of space. get back up here.”

still dazed and brain overheating, you could have sworn you felt the little aftershocks of the orgasm that felt so real still coursing through your body.

you felt it too: the way that your underwear had slicked. some part of it all must’ve been real.

“jisung--” you started, not even sure if you wanted to tell him in the first place. “are you certain that you didn’t feel anything?”

jisung turned to face you and shook his head, “no, you?”

you hesitated, holding his eyes to see that he must have been telling the truth.

“i just...i just had this insane dream...”

“dream? about what?”

“it’s hard to explain...” you trailed.

“you look kind of shaken up, are you sure that you’re okay?” jisung extended a careful hand, and smoothed down the side of your face in the way that had felt frighteningly real only seconds ago. his hand lingered, falling down your neck and giving you goosebumps. your eyes fell to his lips, and you wondered if they would taste like you had imagined them to be.

you leaned in closer, closing the gap.

“it went something like this.”

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Bunch of (Ro)ses!

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Very frustrated that I keep seeing people on here complain about 25th Bam's supposed plot armor when that's actually one of his main character flaws.

Like sure, he can withstand some attacks he shouldn't be able to, and he can punch well above his metaphorical weight class. If you're willing to read through this, I want to do my best to convince you of two things - first, that Bam has always been written with this intent in mind (i.e. that this is not a case of runaway power levels a la Dragon Ball) and second, that the themes of the story are directly served by Bam being OP (i.e. that much of the series' emotional weight is not just in spite of Bam's power, but because of it). I'll be talking about the current arc so if you care about spoilers this is your one and only warning

In order to illustrate the first point as briefly as possible, let's go over a bulleted list of some major moments in Bam's life, as well as some notes on what we can learn from these about Bam's desires and eventual conflicts.

Bam spends his early life in extreme isolation in a cave. He has one friend who occassionally visits, Rachel. As such, Bam has a strong desire for companionship and autonomy.

Rachel tells him not to leave the cave. I can think of three main reasons for this: 1) that Rachel was worried people outside would abuse or manipulate Bam, 2) that Rachel feared Bam's destiny would directly interfere with her dreams in some way, or 3) that the physical environment or the nature of Bam's resurrection prevented him from being able to survive outside.

Bam makes a contract with the Administrator on the 2nd Floor. The Administrator tells him that this contract - arguably the source of Bam's abilities as a Wave Controller - is a shackle. Bam's powers are thus suggested to come at the expense of his autonomy.

FUG manipulates the 2nd Floor testing process to separate Bam from his friends, essentially using them as hostages to make him participate as JVG, Slayer Candidate in their bid to commit regicide. Bam's power and his Irregular status are both explicitly cited in the text as reasons FUG interfered in his life and endangered his friends. Because Irregulars are not bound to the rules of the Tower, Bam is thought to be one of the rare few exempt from the rules of Jahad's immortality contract. This makes Bam's desire for autonomy tragic, because his unusual capability to act as he wants

Bam, as JVG, allows himself to be pulled into the newly-formed Team Sweet & Sour. His FUG mentor realizes how important it is for him to have these new friends and decides not to punish him for violating FUG's earlier command that he pass the floor test alone. From this point on he has three teams of people who are for the most part significantly weaker than himself who all want to climb the Tower with him.

Ok, this got much longer than intended already so time for the lightning round

Bam's initial motivation to be with Rachel

SIU deciding to have Bam basically unaware of, and uninvolved in, Horyang's recovery.

Bam initially rejecting Blue Thryssa's offer of tyrannical power

Endorsi's team turning against Bam temporarily in the Name Hunt Station

Bam's failed promise to save Deng Deng

Khun and Hatz's homoerotically-charged anxiety about the increasing possibility that Bam will simply become too powerful for them to keep up with him, and their desire to continue climbing the Tower with him as long as they can.

Here's a question about the bolded bits above - are these the strategic decisions of someone who intrinsically values victory and strength? Are these conflicts that Bam could have overcome through sheer power and durability? Does Bam's power lend itself to the type of life he wants to live?

This has been a lot, so let's return to the issue at hand: the idea that Bam is 'overpowered' or has 'plot armor.' As much as the phrase 'plot armor' irks me, I do think it signifies a real issue with how stories driven by a Main Character often struggle to make mortal threats the Main Character faces seem credible. I think this is actually one of the reasons for the recent ubiquity of power-fantasy based isekai - faced with the task of dangling the marshmellow over the campfire only to yank it out at the perfect golden-brown moment, some decide not to bother and just eat them straight from the bag instead. There is no 'correct' way to write a story, but in my opinion the most promising isekai authors often do what SIU has done with Tower of God - convert narrative weakness into strength by using the protagonist's invincibility and immense power as a catalyst to introduce conflicts that these superhuman traits cannot directly solve.

I'm sorry if you feel like Bam's power dulls the stakes of the story, but in my opinion these are the highest the stakes have ever been. He has brought some of his closest friends to war with Jahad's army, endangering their lives for the sake of one man - one of the guys responsible for threatening his friends to begin with, at that. Even if weaker characters like Shibisu manage to make it out of this thing without serious injury or death, they will be targets of Jahad's soldiers and assassins for the rest of their lives. Physically, Bam will survive and continue to grow stronger and climb the Tower after the Nest. But otherwise? I see no reason to believe the Nest will do anything less than humble Bam to an unprecedented degree.

#tower of god #tog #kami no tou #tower of god spoilers

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yangshair · 2 years

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Welcome to my Ted talk in this episode we’re gonna be talking about team RWBYs development as depicted in the ace ops fight in volume 7

Which you can rewatch here

Ok so I’m gonna start with Ruby, kicking off the fight by using her semblance to lure Harriet away from the others so her speed couldn’t be used as an advantage over the rest of the not-so-speedy team. Also proving, that she IS faster. This move took confidence in her own abilities as well as the ability of her team to hold their own without her.

And Yang, facing off against Elm head to head. But instead of using her semblance to smash her way through the problem, she pauses and assesses the situation. This was impulse control she didn’t have before, but was first exemplified in her fight with Adam, saying she may not be faster than she was at beacon, but she is smarter. She uses her semblance to punch the ground, using Elms semblance against her and sending her flying so Blake could help take her down.

And Blake, using her semblance to face things more head on, like she learned from watching Yang be so bold. She grabs the rock full of Yangs explosives and uses her semblance to get it safely to Vine so Yang can detonate it and her shadow clone. Later in the fight, her and Yang will take Vine down together, directly, just like with Adam

And WEISS. I don’t know if I missed something but when the fuck did she get fire powers?? Anyways in this fight she relies heavily on her semblance, and it’s clear why. She’s begun to master the use of her knight, as well as using many more glyphs to manipulate the elements, sometimes in tandem. She’s fearless, skillful, tactful.

The whole team has grown, in skill and at heart. This fight scene makes me so proud of them.

#rwby #rwby v7 #weiss schnee #ruby rose #yang xiao long #blake belladonna

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papers4me · 3 years

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Fruits Basket Manga Review , ch 111

sigh~~~ I feel that my recent posts are a bit negative towards the anime, but thats cuz the chapters I’ve read so far are either unbelievably important character depth content cut for no valid reason or content in the anime but packed with million other things that it lost its purpose or importance. Basically tohu’s ep 6 which consists of 4 chapters & now ep 5 which is a momiji ep & yup, packed with 4 chapters as well... so, I apologize for any negativity, my intention is just analyzing artistic & story-telling aspects, I love se03, but yeah it screwed up lots of important characters due to its not so thorough plot decisions & harmful character insight choices.

today.. we explore Momiji... but only before his curse breaks.

Furuba anime struggling to know how to design an episode based on various plot-heavy chapters?

so, they decided 13 eps, & decided one ep for momiji cuz motoko’s graduation & the fanclub is the core of the furuba & have already cut tons of tohru, cuz who cares? she’s kind. be like her. end of lesson. No. really, jokes aside, how to do this?

How to combine several chapters in one ep? collect small snippets from chosen chapters/content like a bee does flowers? you gotta skip some content, you gotta highlight others. The ep is only 20 min after all & you got an op & Ed that you cant always skip.... so.. furuba team decide that momoji’s ep should be true to his zodiac animal, this is the rabbits last appearance in spirit. so, they went with quick hopping from one chapter to the other like a rabbit?

No really, ep 5 is really like a rabbit in its flow, you can’t savior a moment enough before jumping to the other: we learned momiji grew up!! loves toheu romantically, challenged kyo, really meant it, wanted a fair love game, got freed, lost tohru romantically & faced momiji! but that’s not all? we still have space!! quick add akito’s moodiness & love triangle with her dog & her submissive bed partner, add a happy comedy for no reason whatever & make shigue kiss tohru & wish shes 'was his lover instead!!!!!!!!! Mind you all this happened in the anime before shigure hurt tohru with his “the truth of the zodiacs talk & them accepting & feeling consolance that kyo is doomed”talk.

-Gets whats my biggest surprise after reading this chapter ?????????

Shigure is consistent!! He isnt a rabbit hopping here & there. The dog is loyal & is tired for good reason! Him being depressed & his weird talk with thoru makes so much sense given the manga’s order.

Kyo is consistent!! In the anime, momiji surprise him with confession he loves tohru & challenge him, then kyo la~la~la~joins them downstairs for curry. Not a single expression on his face, where is the expression? it will appear when the plot is forced to address it: by the end of the ep when momiji face hin again. Then we get kyo’s reaction.

I need someone to tell the anime that actions require a reaction. You can refrain from showing a certain reaction if you can’t address it now, but you can’t erase it, negate it, then make it appear when have to!!!! couldn’t they make kyo refuse to join them & eat together? the other characters wont be surprised they think he’s needlessly moody. The audience will know that kyo is troubled with momiji’s challenged & it will excite them!!! having kyo just go eat & watch the momiji/hiro/haru/yuki comedy skit is weird.

The manga’s author wanted kyo to join the dinner, like the anime did. but huge difference. the author actually cares for logic reaction & understands that the audience aren’t dumb little kids that will sit & wait for kyo’s turn to...react! nope! she did this: (a) & (b) below.

-Lost Small Bits/ Panels from the chapter.. But Sadly Big Huge Chunks for Characters buildup & Growth:

(a) addressed the fact the hiro noticed kyoru is in love & dressed that shigure was right!! the cat being in love is a weird concept to the zodiacs! hiro reacted naturally & the author used hiro to flesh yuki’s (the rat), momiji’s (the rabbit) & haru’s (the cow) decision to silently watch the kyo (the cat) makes his own decisions to live!!! They won’t interfere or tell akito or remind him of his state as the doomed caged cat. So sad this moment is cut from yuki. Why must yuki only interact with kyo to beat him (all seasons)? why must yuki only think of kyo to envy him (all seasons) ? Here, yuki’s growth towards kyo as a person & his relationship with tohru is 1000 times better than all tohru is my mom’s sh!t & I envy kyo’s Sh!t we saw in the anime over & over till we memorized it.

(b) kyo didnt just go la~la~eat with momiji after knowing he loves tohru. Nope, there’s small bits missing: called logical emotional reaction. He was surprised he’s caught pining over tohru! cuz yuki, the audience representative, has told us in the previous chapter that ppl in love dont notice anything around them. Kyo thinks him being cold hid his feelings. the dummy’s feelings are as bright as the sun in the Sahara, tohru too. a child read her! such small thing that wont take much space from the ep but was cut cuz kyo only needs to be responsive at the ep’s end. & this scene of kyo & tohru looking awkwardly at each other is minor in space but so important cuz kyo is determined to let go but his decision is challenged by not only momiji, but his natural attraction to tohru. Here he knows he’s caught & exposed... here he knows momiji is a better choice for tohru cuz he wont didn’t hurt her mom... here he knows that even yuki is better cuz never had to pretend to be cold to her... here he knows the world is better than him... & here he just cant help by smile & walks towards her... T_T ... another lesson in writing slow burns by Takaya-san.

-Why would the anime team pass on this?? drawing kyoru closer after the epic tear in Cinderella ep, cuz they want empty suspense~! The anime team thinks that if kyo & tohru stand next to each other, then it means all their issues are solved & the audience are so stupid as to forget tohru’s mom, kyo’s imprisonment, kyo not confessing his sins to tohru & tohru’s need to make a choice wether to fogive hom or not.. nope! you see, they think, ppl who read mangas are smart, so the author can give this epic symbolism & pp would still be not sure kyoru is end game & tohru will forgive him or kyo even fogive himself, but ppl who watch, oh no, gotta cut all the plot worthy content, produce a graduation song for a minor character, cut all kyo/tohru interaction cuz it only means romance & not at all character depth & oh if we show yuki actually formulating deep thoughts that aren’t centered around him, the audience might forget his se02 struggles! or that might ruin yuki’s upcoming growth moment in the finale where he .. you guessed it hits kyo.. as he always do & sulk & think abt himself cuz yuki can only do monologues when he’s directly involved.... man~it is so sad how the anime is dumped down.. Who is the target audience again? not kids as young as hiro cuz even hiro is smart!

-just look:

Momiji talks abt kyo shouldn't give up loving tohru & the authr shows this this ghost!!! his mom! The author reminds us that kyo isnt da~~~~ forgetting anything. He’s a deeply troubled soul & hos mom wants him locked cuz she too was locked in a cage & thinks that’s safer...why oh why you dump ur own story! sh!t~

Side Notes:

I like the closeups on Kisa’s face as she interacted with kyo. It’s very rare for kisa to have a world beside the endearing parental/big protective bro/big doting sister love she has with tohru & haru & off course the romantic love with hiro which was perhaps since their birth or sth. lol. Kisa & kyo arent much on the brotherly side as they rarely interact, but its one of those refreshing interactions she has that helps cast a new light on her as tiny as it is, but its sth out of the norm around her. She sees him around tohru & gets to perceive his true unprovoked character. “He is nice guy”.

I really wanted to punch kureno this chapter.. like Shigure is a jerk shitty dog for sleeping with akito’s mom but kureno... dude.. you submissively sleep with the guy’s eternal love interest & still walks in on him talking to her!!! lol. you’re mentally, emotionally & physically weaker than him & yet, she puts you on her bed, not him & you, tho not wanting her at all, dont walk away. No wonder shigure is defeated & wishing for someone like tohru, lol! Even if shigure met an older tohru-like person, it wont work. shigure deserve someone like him mean, schemer & loves playing power games. Tohru is someone who values honesty & commutation, not saying she’s an angel on earth, but tohru knows who suits her.. except fate is saying: NO. .... currently. lol.

I know kureno’s weakness is part of his character & I love that such characters exits. There are ppl ike that in real life. It’s just this chapter, I felt shigure’s frustration. XD

Yuki in this ep is the best yuki. no exaggeration here, I love when yuki is calmly thoughtful of others & here its kyo of all ppl !!!! cutting this scene is sad.. without it, kyo & yuki remain a cat & rat in the anime. Only ever thinking abt each other thro envious binoculars or hateful words or yuki giving kyo comedic hitting or life’s problem-solving hitting. Why can’t anime yuki be interactive outside his self-centered issues is beyond me.

Momiji & kyo’s interactions are always the best! whether comedy or drama.

I hated the curry cooking scene in the anime... so weirdly out of the ep’s flow.. very forced comedy... in the manga it had a purpose! not just quick add comedy cuz next shot momiji curse breaks & drama & we’ll close the ep with tears & sadness & glimpses of hope...

I love haru’s answer to hiro... so him.. “a guy can’t fall in love?”so chill.. so..simple.

#Fruits Basket #Anime Only #manga spoilers #fruits basket manga #manga review #sad paper #mad paper #I'm having shitty personal day dont mind me #sorry for extra anger #if it sounds like I;m screaming or shouting #I'm not i swear #I really love the anime & se03 is the best content among the other seasons #its just have big giant issues in plot & characters....

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angstsfordays · 3 years

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Beautiful Pain (7)

Chapter Seven- Gone

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Enhanced! Reader

Summary: Post-Blip, you started to feel lost when most of the Avengers team are gone. Coping with your loss, you still find hope in the connection with your remaining friends. However, it is not easy as everyone is trying to figure their lives after the Blip.

Having a long history with Bucky ever since you both saved each other from Hydra, you were still glad you had Bucky after all this time. However, as you try to give Bucky space to find himself after being pardoned for his past, you start to wonder if you should ever cross the line of friendship before it’s too late.

That thought might have to be put on hold though, when you, Sam and Bucky find yourselves having to deal with threats that continue to rise in a post-Blip world.

Chapter synopsis: In your pursuit of Karli and her group, unexpected revelations come to light. Lines are now crossed and that there is no turning back.

Warnings: Violence. Angst. A bit of language. Maybe a tear-inducing moment?

Word count: 5k

Notes: In celebration of the last ep, today is a double release! 🥳 We are already at the 7th chapter of this series. It also has covered one of the most climactic episodes of the TFATWS series and wow, I can't believe we are here! 😱

I have yet to see the last episode but I have plans to do it tonight. I thought I could put it off until I finish writing for ep 5 but I couldn't wait. This would help me to plan the direction I want to come for the upcoming chapters. 😌 Hope y’all will stick to this series despite the show has ended. 😅

Please let me know what you think of the series so far! 🥰🙏🏼

The tag list is still open! Let me know if you want to join with a message or comment in the chapters!

Next: Chapter Eight

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With Zemo’s inside information, all of you were heading to Donya’s ceremony in hopes to find Karli. You weren’t sure what to do knowing that you had secured a possible chance with Dovich to talk to Karli.

Grabbing your blazer, you made the move to join your group when you were greeted by the sight of John and Lemar walking towards you all.

“Karli Morgenthau is too dangerous for you to pull this shit.” John thought it fit to lecture your group. You were walking beside Sam when you heard Bucky sarcastically questioning John on how he managed to locate your group.

All of your annoyance grew as John decided he doesn’t want to miss out on the action given his new status and hence, responsibility as- urgh you don’t even want to say call him that title in your head.

“Come on, man. You don’t think three Avengers can walk around Latvia without drawing too much attention?” Lemar responded in kind.

John in all his fear of missing out started to question why you all had broken Zemo out of prison. Bucky patronizingly mentioned that Zemo broke himself out technically but John grew more irritated at not being taken seriously.

John’s higher than thou self was drawing attention with his loud talk and Sam had to cut him off. Zemo explained that he knew of Karli’s location and indicated continuing on his tracks before being stopped by John.

Sam went on ahead to explain that Karli would most likely be at Donya’s memorial and interception would take place there. Lemar noted the risks of casualties give n that civilians would be present.

John seeming pleased with the information started talking of a plan to take Karli in by surprise. This plan of ambush didn’t sit well with Sam and he proposed to talk to her alone. John refused, saying he didn’t want the possibility of losing Karli again.

Sam countered back that it was the best timing to reason with her, as she was now feeling vulnerable with someone dear to her loss. John vehemently rebuffed Sam’s proposal and claimed that reasoning with Karli was not an option, given that she had bombed a building with people in it.

Lemar, who you observed to be more level-headed than John ever would be chimed in that Sam could be attacked without any backup.

“And if I go in hot and the ops go wrong, more people will die,” Sam stated firmly.

“Sam is right.” Everyone turned to you and you continued to speak. “Look-” You shook in disbelief as you were about to break the promise you had with Dovich but you knew the situation called for it.

“I met with one of Karli’s guys.” All of the men were stunned at your revelation and you could see the betrayal on Bucky’s face more so than the rest.

“When was this?” He spoke up first as he looked on at you in disappointment.

“When we were out fishing for information on Donya, I miraculously spotted him on the streets and followed him. We talked.”

“And you didn’t bring him in?!” John accused as if you had done something terribly wrong. Bucky turned to give John the stink eye before going back to you.

“Why would you keep this from us at all?” Bucky couldn’t believe that you would have kept this information from him of all of the people.

“I promised him, he was going to talk to Karli for me after the memorial. He was our best chance to persuade Karli rather than go in by ourselves. We might not even have a shot.” You defended your actions.

“And how was he so agreeable to your request?” Bucky asked disdainfully. You didn’t like his judgmental stare at you, like as if he couldn’t believe you managed this feat.

“I saved him before back when we all fought the Flag Smashers on the truck. I convinced him with sincerity, happy?” You snapped back at the brooding super-soldier. Sam witnessing the once again tense exchange between the two of you intervened and spoke.

“That’s good, Y/N. Well done.”

“He said that he would only have me speak to Karli but I think you should do it, Sam. I can do talk to him again once he contacts me. You are the best one of us to do it.” You knew of Sam’s experiencing with counselling soldiers dealing with trauma and knew that he would do a better job to talk to Karli.

Sam was encouraged at your support for him and pulled you into a side hug which you returned gladly to him too. Bucky grew irritated at how your relationship with him was continuing to sour and began to feel disheartened. John being the thorn in your side still did not relent in his opinion.

“Are you gonna let your partner walk into a room with a super-soldier alone?” John continued to harp on the matter.

“He dealt with worse and he’s not my partner.” Bucky curtly answered.

“I trust Sam, he’s more capable than you think.” You chimed in. Bucky gave you a brief warm look as the two of you had put your differences aside for a moment to agree on Sam’s competency.

When Lemar asked John to give this plan a chance, you could see the latter wavering on his stance. It seemed his soft spot for his partner and friend worked. The men still thought it was better to go for the memorial straight as they were not sure if Dovich could hold up his end of the promise.

You showed hesitation but decided to give in, knowing that you were outnumbered. Zemo led the group to approach a little girl and you could see him giving some money to the girl in exchange for the revelation of Donya’s memorial.

You all were soon directed to an old building and the little girl pointed up to a stairway before going off. Sam gave you a nod before making his way first.

John took it upon himself to cuff Zemo before stopping Sam, informing him that he only had ten minutes with Karli. You had it with his bossy attitude and wanted to throw a punch in his face.

As the time passed in the room, it was silent. Everyone took a spot to wait but John was pacing up and down. Bucky positioned himself near the door while you took a spot opposite Lemar.

Your eyes glanced nervously to Bucky, suddenly feeling all weird and awkward. You never had this feeling in a long time. The only time you felt his way was when you had just started living with him as you two were on the run and in hiding.

The sudden comfort and ease you had with him seemed to vanish with your first fight as you would call it.

“Hey, uh-now it’s not really the time…” Your attention to Lemar who was now speaking at you directly. Giving a surprising look at his unexpected conversation starter, you listened intently.

“I really am a fan of yours.” Your mouth opened slightly in surprise at his revelation. Tilting your head to the side, you gave him a quizzical look.

“Just thought your powers are really cool. I was amazed to see them in action back in Germany.” You weren’t sure how to react but nodded shyly and thanked him. Bucky couldn’t believe what transgressed in front of him.

Peering over to see you with a bashful expression, he couldn’t help to grow irritated out of jealousy.

“Were you born with them?” Lemar inquired politely and you nodded in response. Lemar had another look of wonder before continuing to ask.

“That’s extraordinary.” You shrugged your shoulders as you didn’t know what to respond. Sure, you know your powers were to be envied but you didn’t think of yourself holier.

“It’s nothing to be envied. I find more respect for people who are able to do extraordinary things without such advantages.“ Your humility gained a deepened sense of admiration from Lemar. “Thank you for your service.” Throwing a smile in his way, yours grew wider as Lemar returned one your way.

Eyes looking over to John, you gave a slight brief nod before looking away. You also had to acknowledge his contributions but you didn’t like him as much so that was the best you could do.

Minutes passed again before John grew more impatient by the second.

“No no no, this is a bad idea.” He started whispering to himself as he shook his head fervently.

“It hasn’t been ten minutes, John. Just sit tight.” Bucky noted with a huff.

“Don’t patronize me.” You could see John getting fed up with Bucky. Walking towards the other end of the room from where Bucky was, John stood to look at the clock and you saw the determination in his eyes. “That’s it. I am going in.”

“Woah, back down mister. You’re being too rash.” Moving to the side to block his path, you held up a hand to stop him from moving.

“And you’re being too relaxed.” He seethed impatiently at your interception. As his hands laid on your shoulders to move you physically, Bucky immediately went to snatch his hand away.

You felt yourself being shifted backwards and towards Bucky before he took a step in front of you. Both men puffed up their chests in dominance and looked at each other with distaste.

“This is all really easy for you two, isn’t it?” John’s eyes moved to yours before landing back at Bucky. “All those serum and powers running through your veins…”

“Your partner needs backup in there. Are you really going to have Sam’s blood on your hands?” John enunciated each word of his last sentence strongly to pressure you.

In a matter of seconds, John looked at the opening Bucky gave when he came to protect you and went for it. He quickly made his way to where Sam and Karli were.

You saw the look of distraught and betrayal on Karli’s face before she lunged for John and knocked him and Sam over. She immediately made a run for it with Bucky hot on her trail. Helping Sam up, you two made your way to back Bucky up.

The big building was an unfamiliar maze and the three of you tried to find Karli’s location. Hearing the sounds of crashing and gunshots, you all tried your best to follow the sounds to the exact location.

When you arrived at the door, you opened it to see Zemo knocked out cold on the floor. John was already at the scene and Lemar just joined a few moments later. The little pieces of glass with unknown blue residues confirmed your suspicions on what they were.

Oh god.

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“I deal with the power broker when the time comes,” Karli reassured the two men were worried about fighting two wars with both the power broker and Sam’s group.

“And I know a way we can deal with Sam without getting involved in a direct fight.” Karli intended. Nico and Dovich exchanged a brief look before Dovich asked how they were able to do so.

“We separate them. And then we kill Captain America.” Karli’s intentions didn’t sit well with Nico but he maintained a neutral expression. Dovich sat on the thought for a moment and remembered about you

“Hey look, Sam’s group is an odd mix but I don’t think they mean any harm. Except for Zemo, of course.”

With furrowed brows, Karli indicated for Dovich to explain himself. Dovich decided to speak about the earlier encounter he had with the Avenger.

“I talked with Y/N prior and she promised that she didn’t want any bloodshed.” Karli scoffed at her friend’s words and shook her head in disbelief. How was Dovich so trustful of you?

“That’s what Sam said too. But guess how it turned out.” She retorted with her own example to show how your group couldn’t be trusted.

“She’s not like that. I believe her, she can be trusted.” Dovich insisted. Karli and Nico were curious as to why was their friend was pushing for you.

“What’s gotten into you, Dovich? Why are you defending her?”

“Karli, she saved my life back in Germany. Her actions then spoke louder given she only met us for the first time.”

“She’s still loyal to her group. She’s loyal to the Avengers.” Karli continued to put down Dovich’s vouch for you. He then decided to change his tactics.

“I think she can be convinced to join our group. Imagine if she stood on our side, we would be unstoppable.” Karli looked up in interest as she considered the possibility of you fighting for their cause. Indeed, with your powers, the Flag Smashers would become a force to be reckoned with.

“That’s impossible.” Karli tried to reason with the fact that you were still with the enemy and you wouldn’t be turned so easily. She knew of your history and how you were loyal to a fault for Bucky Barnes. Would you so easily leave your friends to join them?

“She empathises with our cause. She said so herself.” Dovich added in finality, hoping that Karli could be convinced.

“Hmm, we’ll see about that.”

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Your head was spinning from earlier events and you came back to the common room once you had a quick shut-eye upstairs. You could hear Bucky and Sam bantering about the same old topic on Steve’s shield.

You also heard Bucky’s comments about Walker and shook your head in disbelief at how inherently frustrating the man was. What could have been a successful peace talk with Karli was ruined by his brashness to display his authority.

The door burst open behind you and you looked over to see John coming in with Lemar, demanding for all of you to turn Zemo in. Sam took charge of the situation and put John in his place, stating he had been nothing but a thwart in your plans.

John being the arrogant pick he was tried to size up Sam, mocking him by saying he could put down the shield to make it fair for the both of them. You were fuming with the blatant disrespect that John was showing.

Before you could take another step, a familiar spear swooped in and lodged itself in the pillar near John. The familiar sounds of metal clanging let you know who was arriving and you saw familiar Dora Milajae members walking into the room.

Understanding the Wakandan words that were being spoken, you knew the Dora Milajae were here for Zemo.

John being the arrogant prick that he was, was proud to introduce himself as Captain America. An awkward silence ensued when they didn’t return a response. Sam tried to help John out by advising him that he should be careful to step on the Dora Milajae’s toes.

Ignoring Sam’s words, John went on to tell the Dora Milajae that they had no jurisdictions it had little effect when Ayo refuted his claims. Seeing John scoff before taking a step towards Ayo to place his hand on her shoulder, you immediately winced once Ayo swiftly knocked John down in three moves.

The scene in front of you unfolded quickly as John were quick to fight against the Dora Milajae and Lemar even stepped in to help his partner out. Seeing how the two men were hopelessly struggling with the warriors caused you to cringe in embarrassment.

“We should do something,” Sam said as he had the same sentiments as you.

“Looking strong, John.” Bucky commentated sarcastically with his arms crossed as if he was fine with how things were.

“Bucky….” Sam said in a nagging tone, as if Bucky was a child who did not want to do his chores. You looked over to give him a nod to say that Bucky should indeed step in before John really gets pummelled.

“Ayo, let’s talk about this”. Bucky stepped forward to intervene. Looking to the side, you saw one of the Dora aiming to give Lemar a blow before Sam stepped in. She managed to knock Sam down onto the couch and you knew it was your chance to step up.

You refused to use your powers with the Doras so you held your hands up to negotiate with them.

“Spare him, please.” You pleaded on Lemar’s behalf. The Dora withheld her weapon as she looked over you, recognising you from your Wakandan days. She left you

A sound of metal dropping caught your attention as you saw Bucky’s arm falling limply on the ground. His astonished expression accompanied by pain at Ayo’s disarm of his arm also brought you a shock.

In the midst of the chaos, you found that Zemo had disappeared. Ayo went to open the bathroom door and checked the room. She stated that Zemo was gone.

Ayo stated that their business was finished here and they would take their leave first. You helped Lemar up before walking over to Bucky who picked up his vibranium arm in disbelief.

“Did you know they could do that?” Sam asked and Bucky shook his head in response. You bit your lips as you weren’t sure what to say.

In an attempt to comfort him, you reached over to give his shoulder a squeeze. Bucky was glad that your previous enmity towards him seemed to be gone and your interactions seemed to be back to normal.

“They were not even super soldiers.” Hearing John’s dismay at his utter defeat, you almost felt bad for him. Sam gave him a once over as John stood up, acting he was fine before leaving with Lemar.

The three of you left couldn’t believe Zemo made his grand escape even with all of you in the room.

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The three of you were making your way out in search of Zemo until Sam received a call from his sister. Apparently, Karli called Sarah as a strong message to Sam. Karli threatened to involve Sam’s nephews if Sam didn’t do as she said.

Your head shook in disbelief, you believed Karli to be different. To hear that she was pulling such a tactic changed your initial opinion of her. Sam received a message to meet her alone but you and Bucky wouldn’t let him go in alone.

Once the three of you suited up, you all made your way to the location. Entering the open plaza in the building, Sam called for Karli and you saw her head popped into view. You all made your way to her level.

You let Sam approached her while Bucky and you put yourselves at the side. Sam called her out for trying to involve his family but Karli replied that she would never harm them. Her eyes moved to where you and Bucky stood, noting aloud that Sam didn’t come alone as intended.

Karli reiterated that she never wanted to hurt Sam and that he was just a tool in the regimes she vowed to destroy. Killing Sam would be meaningless to her.

“I was gonna ask you to join me. And maybe Y/N back there. Dovich has spoken highly of you.” Seeing your eyes widened in surprise at the offer, Karli smirked before continuing.

“You could do better than them. You would be welcomed and appreciated within our circle. I know of your loss, your grief with the rest of your original team gone. You can find purpose with us.” You stepped forward as if her words were drawing you in.

Sam and Bucky were at a sudden loss at your movement. They didn’t think you would even process Karli’s proposal and were curious to know what you were about to do.

“Karli, I resonate with your cause.” Your words took your friends by surprise. Were you really going to switch sides?

“But I don’t approve of what you did back at the depot. I thought better of you.” You expressed your stance on the matter. Karli scoffed before giving her reply. “Don’t give me that. I don’t need your approval.”

“Shedding blood is never an option for me.” You stood your ground firmly.

“Fine, I admit my mistake. If you join us, I will make sure there would not be lives cost.” Karli tried to coat her words in favour of you.

She knew that she would do whatever was necessary for her to achieve her goals and even if it were to pretend to pander to your moral values, she was willing to give it a try if it meant she could have you switch sides.

Seeing your conflicted dilemma, Karli egged on. “Is it because of him?” She nodded back to Bucky. You looked over your shoulder to see him equally You looked at her with a perplexed look before she smirked once more.

“I read up about you. You came into his defence when he was accused of a crime he didn’t commit. You revealed your powers publicly and that got you thrown into the raft. Ever since he has been pardoned, you had been with him all this time.” You didn’t know where Karli was going with this but her next sentence finally made you understood.

“This only means one thing. You like him, don’t you? He’s the one holding you back.”

“No! What are you talking about?” You spoke through gritted teeth at how she chose to play this out. How could she expose you like this? Your ears burned with embarrassment at the revelation that stunned both Sam and Bucky.

What was Karli implying exactly? Bucky looked over to see you visibly shaking in anger and he was taken aback by how Karli’s words affected you.

“Even now, I see the way you are looking at him. At how angry you are now? You mad that your secret crush is out in the open?” You looked up to see Karli’s smug face and you controlled your energy from bursting through your hands.

“Stop your bullshit. Don’t act like you know me!”

“Please, I am letting you know that he is not worth it. You would do so much better for yourself if you join our cause.” Karli retorted and you hated how she acted like she knew what was best for you when she barely knew her.

Sam always had an inkling that there could be more from your relationship with Bucky but he kept silent on the matter out of respect. He knew that it was best to leave you figuring things out on your own.

He recalled how he had caught you and Bucky in an intimate moment back in the club at Madripoor and figured you two were more than it seemed on a friendship level.

Seeing Karli use such an approach to almost taunting you in the context of persuasion didn’t sit well with him. His inner big brother wanted to come out to defend you.

Meanwhile, Bucky was appalled to learn of everything from your exchange with Karli. Was it possible that you had liked him all this while?

When he talked to you about Madripoor earlier, he remembered your pained expression when he tried to void what happened between the two of you.

Was it because you were hurt by his denial? He must have sounded like the world’s biggest jerk. If you really liked him, he would imagine you being heartbroken from what he had said.

“He is worth everything.” Your very statement made Bucky looked back up in shock. No way would he ever thought you would like him in that way. He thought you were just being the kind-hearted and empathetic person that you always are to follow a guy like him.

Quick flashbacks came to him as he realized that you had always been by his side from breaking free of HYDRA to being on the run, following the Avengers civil war, his time in Wakanda, the fight with Thanos, Steve's leaving, his pardon after the Blip and up to now.

It dawned upon Bucky that he had taken you for granted. If you were gone right now, he could only imagine that he would possibly go the deep end.

“He is the most important person in my life and you don’t get to talk about him like that when you don’t even know him.” You asserted with renewed confidence. You figured while this situation wasn't ideal, it was the moment you had to tell your truth.

Looking back, you met Bucky with a small smile.

Bucky’s heart soared at what you had just said. To be regarded as your most important person was the thing that he never knew he needed.

You knew that your words inadvertently had answered the pressing question on Bucky’s mind. Karli knew she had failed to get to you after the answer and decided to lose her shot with you.

You hear Sam picking up something on his comms, stating that it was Walker. Karli was alerted and decided to make a move first. Bucky immediately jumped off as soon as he saw Karli doing the same.

You lifted yourself off and saw Sam knocking Karli over before he turned to Bucky, telling him that he would send him the location. You didn’t have time to say anything to Bucky, he only gave you a look of understanding before you both knew that there were more pressing matters at hand.

Sam nodded to you before you did the same and you followed him as he took off.

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You sent a blast towards the glass ceiling before you and Sam landed in the building. A crash was heard next when you recognised Dovich to be the one that was crashing. You looked to see John walking into view and your mind scrambled to analyse what was going on.

Dovich went ahead to use a metal pipe against John, but John pushed back and even bent the pipe into half like a rubber hose.

“Oh shit,” Dovich uttered before John sent him flying to where you stood. As Dovich looked up at you, you eyed him to go and heard Sam speak up.

“What did you do?” John didn’t answer the question and informed that the Flag Smashers had Lemar. Growing a soft spot despite your brief interaction, your heart dropped when you realised that Lemar was in danger.

John went ahead first before Sam followed behind. You placed your hand on Sam’s arm to pause for a moment, looking at Sam anxiously.

“Sam, I think he took one of the serums.” He nodded grimly at your words, indicating that he shared the thought too.

The two of you followed John where you were all ambushed by a member of the Flag Smashers. All of you tried to fend yourselves and you soon see Bucky joining the scene.

You were met face to face with Dovich. You gave him a look that said you were reluctant but had no choice to fight him.

He took you on and you tried your best to avoid his quick moves. You shot multiple non-fatal blasts at him to knock him over. He was doing his best to keep up with the speed at which you were throwing your blasts.

In the next split second, you sent two direct blasts to his chest that knocked the wind out of his chest. The following moment, you heard a loud collision and you looked to see Lemar crashed against a stone pillar.

A loud gasp escaped your lips as you realised what had just happened. Lemar’s head fell slightly as you saw him lost consciousness. John immediately walked over to his partner and repeatedly tap him to wake him up.

You swallowed heavily as seconds passed and Lemar had no reaction. John called Lemar’s name over and over to no avail. You see John looking back his shoulder and directing his line of sight on you.

“Do something!” He cried out to you. You were at a loss for words as you didn’t know what he wanted you to do. You looked over to see Sam and Bucky equally stunned at what had occurred.

“I read your file. You brought someone back to life before!” You knew what John was referring to but you didn’t know if it could even work.

“I can’t, my powers don’t work like that-” Your powers came from your life force so you were able to transfer it to someone to regain theirs. However, you only did it once and it was because someone was dying of hypothermia. It was a different situation from Lemar’s.

“Please! I’m begging you! He’s everything to me!” John’s desperate plea touched you, knowing that he had said similar words to what you had said before about Bucky. You understood his plight and made quick steps to where he was.

Everyone looked upon the scene as you crouched down to your knees. You gave John a wary look before you brought your hands to Lemar who was lying in John’s arms.

Summoning your energy into your palms, you placed them on Lemar’s chest as if you were using a defibrillator. You pumped several sets of energy into Lemar while John patted him for a reaction.

When Lemar still showed no signs of life, the look of defeat on John’s face broke your heart. Tears start welling in your eyes as you looked at Lemar’s lifeless body. You saw Karli and her group starting to make a run for it.

Sam and Bucky made a chase for her immediately. John handed Lemar over to you before he sprinted for the window in front of you.

You could see the look of vengeance on his face and knew it didn’t bode well. You gently laid Lemar on the ground before waving your hand with your energy flames and placed it on where his heart was.

Rest in peace.

Your energy flames dissipated into his uniform and you stood up to follow behind John. You managed to catch him chasing after one of the Flag Smashers ahead of you. He was throwing his shield with brute force to knock the guy on his feet. You saw how the man was pleading for his life, claiming that he was not the one who killed Lemar.

John placed a foot to hold the man who was flailing his arms desperately. In a blink of an eye, he brought down the very shield that was used to protect people onto the man.

“NOOOOOOO!” You cried out in an attempt for John to stop his actions but it was too late.

Your eyes widened in unbelievable shock at what just transpired. When John lifted up the shield, you saw the blood that stained the legacy of the shield- Steve’s legacy.

You turned to see that a crowd was formed and people held out their phones to record what had happened. It didn’t sit well with you to know that in a matter of seconds, the whole world would also be watching this horrific scene too.

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