#the soldat and the sparrow

[navybrat817]

I AM VERY MUCH INTERESTED IN THE SOLDAT AND THE SPARROW AU! CANT WAIT FOR MORE UPDATES

I'm so glad, lovely! I always worry when I don't revisit something for ages if anyone is still interested. I can't wait to share more when I can. ❤️

Love and thanks. ❤️

#navybrat answers #character ask #bucky barnes #the winter soldier #soldat and sparrow #the soldat and the sparrow #soldat and sparrow universe #future fic #heathertheheathen123456 #sending love ❤️ #asks are always appreciated

[chxrryhansen]

౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ Cherry’s SStan Series Rec List

here are my sebastian stan series fic recs! they are mostly bucky barnes series but mainly Au’s! i will be creating separate lists for cevans one shots and sstan one shots😚

Clockwork - @sgt-seabass

When life seems to be finally back on track, a visit by a mob boss to your dainty town changes everything. (Dark!Alpha Nick Fowler)

The Soldat And The Sparrow - @navybrat817

Your fire burns for the Winter Soldier. And one day, you'll be free. Both of you.

For The Love Of The Game - @pellucid-constellations

Bucky Barnes was a menace. NYU’s top baseball player, he was used to girls falling at his feet and could smooth talk his way out of just about anything. You hated him. He couldn’t figure out why. So when the novelty of weekend parties and quick hookups finally wore off—and his feelings for you began to grow—he made it his mission to fix it. 

The Heart Is A Deep Ocean - @dreamlessinparis

Titanic was known as the ship of dreams. For you, it was the dream of getting home, or so you thought. From the moment you locked eyes with James Buchanan Barnes, all those dreams changed and your life was never the same.

Everything’s Better In WestView - @espinosaurusrexex

Bucky and Y/N sneak into Westview to have the perfect life. Away from late Steve and Tony, Vision and Natasha, they let themselves be consumed by suburban magic. To their surprise, however, some of these people aren’t so dead in the town. And there are some other weird things happening that make them question their sanity. But that’s okay, right? ‘Cause everything’s better in Westview.

The Bride Of Soldat - @vampy-doll

In the summer of 1986, a young woman goes missing whenever HYDRA kidnaps her to be their next experiment for the reward of their Soldat. Now, post blip, Bucky starts to remember defining details of his love, his match made in hell, and is determined to find her. But after years of isolation and torture after his escape, she isn’t who he remembers. Now they’re trying to piece together who she was pre-HYDRA to teach her how to live, without his undying love and obsession of her getting in the way. But when one head is cut off, two more shall grow in its place, leaving them to discover those behind her abduction.

Awake My Soul - @foreverindreamlandd

It's been five years since zombies first started walking the Earth, destroying anything and everything in their wake. Now, in this apocalyptic world, fighting for survival comes as naturally as breathing. The one thing you've learned ever since they arrived, though, is that the living can be so much more dangerous than the undead. When you stumble across two young, scared boys lost in the woods and being chased by walkers, you go against your better judgment and help them to safety. Little did you know that helping them would lead you to Bucky - an angry, grumpy, distrusting member of the camp Shield. Bucky has zero interest in having you enter his life. He's been hurt before and lost too many people to risk experiencing that kind of pain again, and he knows that there are secrets you aren't telling the group. Yet, when push comes to shove, and you're put at risk, he'll stop at nothing to keep you safe.

Guiding Light - @wkemeup

It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get the intel and go home. Until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by Hydra. While you struggle to stay alive and hold your sanity, Bucky begins to lose himself to a darkness and gives into the soldier because he doesn’t know how to breathe without you. Not until he brings you home. If he even can.

The Witness - @wkemeup

Owner of a bar full of criminals, maybe you shouldn’t be surprised when you’re the sole witness to a hydra hit. In comes Detective Barnes, the quick-witted, flirtatious cop who somehow became a regular at your misfit bar. When he takes it upon himself to ensure your safety off the books, you learn to rely on someone else for a change and find you don’t mind it at all. Not when it’s him.

Under Oath - @ugh-supersoldiers

The people called for justice, the state answered. The trial of State v. Barnes is set to begin, and the odds are most certainly not in favor of the not so beloved ex Winter Soldier. That’s where you come in, the quick, smart, and all too brave lawyer set on defending and saving one Bucky Barnes from legal prosecution. The only problem? He’s not so sure he’s worth saving at all.

Just One Kiss - @sarahwroteathing

Bucky Barnes has been chasing after you since he was ten years old, but you’re determined not to give in. How long can you hold out when all he’s asking for is just one kiss?

He’s Hazardous To My Health - @writing-for-marvel

Bucky Barnes is a beefy paramedic with a traumatic past, who has left a trail of broken hearts behind him. You are a resident doctor new to town, who barely has time to date between long shifts. When your paths cross in your ER during a disaster, is it the start of something magical, or are you destined to be just another of Bucky’s former flames?

Just Try - @waiting4inspiration

Perfectly happy with your life at the Avengers’ compound, an alpha walks into your life, flipping it completely over and revealing secrets you hoped you had buried a long time ago.

Дорогая - @waiting4inspiration

Bucky's Winter Soldier programming has been triggered. Turns out the Winter Soldier has a thing for you.

Red Ties - @sebstan2020

Mary, a sweet Christian girl living in the city of Brooklyn as a nurse had a simple life. She loved her work, her friends and attending church every Sunday and helping Reverend Owens. Her life was nothing out of the ordinary. However, it all changed one day when she bumps into the intriguing and intimidating James Barnes, Brooklyn’s notorious mafia boss and is introduced to a world of guns, lust and dominance.

Delicate Edges - @wkemeup

Your family’s beloved flower shop was not the only thing you inherited when your parents passed. Trapped under a mountain of debt to the Hydra club, you bear the cost of your father’s desperate bargain. It’s only in moments when the charming Bucky Barnes walks into your shop that you can forget the cruelty of the biker clubs of this town. But a war is brewing. The border is crumbling. You're trapped in the middle. And Bucky will stop at nothing to keep you safe.

Pride And Privacy - @adrinktostopyourthirst

Bucky works on himself as he gets used to a roommate. Turns out, she has a much better room than him and he crossed the line.

Feelings Are Fatal - @sunmoonandeddie

After the events of Endgame, you struggle to come to terms with what you’ve lost, though you’re learning that you still have something to gain.

Appointments - @noctumbra

bucky barnes, finally being able to live freely in 21st century, accidentally gets a fuck buddy and starts to rediscover himself. the only weird thing about this situation is that you have to make an appointment to get railed by him. 

Lazarus - @sagechanoafterdark

Things are complicated between you and James Barnes. For you, life doesn’t mean much when you never stay dead for very long. But it might just be an ex-soviet assassin that convinces you to start living again.

Its A Deal - @justreadingfics

You’re out of a relationship of 10 years and you’re just in desperate need to get laid, no strings attached, no romance, no complications. You dear friend Natasha feels like she’s going to regret this later, but she might have the perfect guy to fulfill your needs.  

The Two Of Us - @bucky-bucket-barnes

You and Bucky go to investigate the phenomenon happening in Westview, New Jersey. While attempting to understand the issue, you yourselves are sucked into Wanda's world of pretend. Now, you believe yourselves to be the happily married Mr. and Mrs. Barnes; in real life, you are most definitely not a happy pair. It is up to you and Bucky to piece together what's happening while dealing with one another inside the hex.

Snow - @delaber

Tired of your constant bickering, Sam sends you and Bucky on a mission alone. When the worst possible outcome happens and you’re forced to spend several days together in a small cabin, you finally get to see a different, more pleasurable side to the man whose flesh you’ve always had a thorn in.

All Good Things - @sagechanoafterdark

After only three days of dealing with the annoying specter haunting you, you break the rules and accidently give a ghost a body. So what do you do when you find out the man you’re now sharing your your apartment with isn’t really a ghost and that haunted touch is a little warmer than you realized?

Welcome Home… Soldat? - @winterarmyy

Y/N had make a habit of greeting Bucky a warm 'welcome home' everytime he came back from his missions, but there was one particular day when she unknowingly greeted someone else.

Heavy Metal Lover - @mypoisonedvine

every client is different, with different needs; but this client is, in every way, exceptional. (Sub!Bucky Barnes + Dominatrix!Reader)

Parent-Teacher Conference - @coffeecatsandcandles

James Barnes, a widowed single dad, had forgotten what love felt like and let it crush him, taking his daughter, Rebecca, with him. He was cold, rude, and arrogant, being one of the few teachers at Westview High School the students seemed to absolutely despise. But when you show up, a hopeful math teacher who’d previously taught Rebecca’s kindergarten class, and are adored by your students and colleagues- James’s attitude starts to change.

Duck & Cover - @whirlybirbs

you’re the howling commandos’ new medic (Sniper!Bucky Barnes)

Winter’s Mate - @maggyme13

The Winter Soldier threatens to get out of control with his instincts taking over more and more. After years of supressed ruts his body built up a resistance and Hydra need to find another solution. Deciding it would be the easiest to just give in. Hydra kidnapped the reader to turn her into a Omega in Heat using injections whenever needed.

Key’s In Your Ignition - @georgiapeach30513

Caught up in a sexual relationship with your father’s Vice President, and trying to not get caught.  Blind to everything else that’s going on in the club, and even your old crush, Bucky Barnes.  Not even noticing your brother and best friend flirting, until your father suddenly passes, and things in the club drastically change. (Ari Levinson + Bucky Barnes + Harvard Hottie- Hayden)

#chxrrys fic recs #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fic recs #fic recs #sebastian stan x reader #nick fowler #nick fowler x reader

[barelysleepyy]

Gottlieb Familiefoto.

Röschen : Rose (Karla)

Soldat : Soldier (Hermann)

Bär : Bear (Dietrich)

Spatz : Sparrow ( Bastien)

I'm sick and supposed to be M.I.A but that won't stop me !! Me and Blithe was talking about Hermann's family and we ended up conjuring up a lot of ideas so.. Self-care week has come to this, then. [mischievous]

Edit: Thank you villainphim for pointing out my grammar mistake!! Fixed it.

#pacific rim #pacific rim art #hermann gottlieb #bastien gottlieb #lars gottlieb #karla gottlieb #dietrich gottlieb

[howdydarling]

ELI'S MAN LIST.

Long post. Super long post. Super super long. Almost certainly not complete, but I ran outta steam like halfway through, so this is what you get.

IRL MEN. → men i would currently let absolutely wreck me

Ted Raimi - i do not have a single limit or boundary that i would not break for this man.

Lance Henriksen

Josh Brolin

Oscar Isaac

Jason Momoa

Christoph Waltz

→ men i have formerly been interested in who could probs still get it

Jeff Bridges

Robert Knepper

Andrew Scott

David Anders

Zachary Quinto

Leonard Nimoy (if he were still alive)

Karl Urban

DeForrest Kelley (if he were still alive)

Gaspard Ulliel

Paul Bettany

Adam Driver

Domhnall Gleeson

→ men i would probably fuck but not necessarily bc of the usual reasons

Tim Curry

Willem DaFoe

The Skarsgårds

Jack Black

FICTIONAL MEN.

→ SHOWS

→→ Outer Range

Royal Abbott

Perry Abbott

Rhett Abbott

Wayne Tillerson (it'd be a really weird fuck, i know it in my heart)

Billy Tillerson

Luke Tillerson

→→ Doctor Who

The Doctor (Nine / Ten)

The Master

→→ BBC Sherlock

Jim Moriarty

→→ Firefly

Hoban Washburne

Jayne Cobb

Simon Tam

→→ Torchwood

Owen Harper

Jack Harkness

→→ Heroes

Gabriel Gray / Sylar

Adam Monroe / Takezo Kensei

Peter Petrelli

Samuel Sullivan

Edgar

→→ Dollhouse

Alpha

→→ Star Trek (TOS)

Leonard "Bones" McCoy

S'chn T'gai Spock

→→ The Walking Dead

Negan Smith

The Governor

Darryl Dixon

Merle Dixon

→ MOVIES

→→ Tron

CLU 2.0

Rinzler

Kevin Flynn

Alan Bradley

→→ Jurassic Park (franchise)

Robert Muldoon

Ian Malcolm

→→ Zombieland

Tallahassee

→→ Star Trek (NuTrek)

Leonard "Bones" McCoy

S'chn T'gai Spock

Khan

→→ Priest

Black Hat

Ivan Isaacs ("Priest")

→→ Dredd

Dredd

Madeline "Ma-Ma" Madrigal (Mama's not a man but she could get it)

→→ Pacific Rim

Herc Hansen

Stacker Pentecost

Newton "Newt" Geiszler

Hermann Gottlieb

The Kaidanovskys

Hannibal Chau

→→ Hunger Games

Haymitch Abernathy

→→ Alien (franchise)

Bishop

David 8

Walter

Dwayne Hicks Xenomorph

→→ The Lego Movie

Good Cop/Bad Cop

→→ Guardians of the Galaxy

Yondu Udonta

Kraglin

→→ Star Wars (franchise)

Armitage Hux

Kylo Ren

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Han Solo

Cassian Andor

Poe Dameron

Phasma (again, not a man, but Oh Boy)

Qui-Gon Jinn

Boba Fett

Jango Fett

K-2S0

Tobias Beckett

Dryden Voss

Literally any Stormtrooper (not just the clones)

Any/all of the Knights of Ren

→→ Legend

Ronnie Kray

Reggie Kray

→→ The Devil's Carnival

Lucifer

The Agent

→→ Pirates of the Caribbean

Jack Sparrow

Will Turner

Hector Barbossa

Davy Jones

James Norrington

William "Bootstrap Bill" Turner

→→ Labyrinth

Jareth, the Goblin King

→→ Ferngully

Hexxus

→→ James Bond (franchise)

Raoul Silva

James Bond/007 (Daniel Craig)

Ernst Stavro Blofeld

→→ Inglourious Basterds

...am I allowed to say Hans Landa? Hans Landa.

Sgt. Donny Donowitz

Sgt. Hugo Stiglitz

Marcel

→→ The Black Phone

Albert Shaw (look, sorry, don't @ me please)

→→ Scream (franchise)

Ghostface (but like?? the concept of him, rather than any particular actual iteration of him)

Dwight "Dewey" Riley

→→ Venom (franchise)

Eddie Brock

Venom

Cletus Kasady

→→ Dune (2021)

Gurney Halleck Leto Atreides Duncan Idaho Stilgar

→ GAMES

→→ Final Fantasy X/X-2

Auron Jecht Seymour Guado Shuyin Baralai Nooj Gippal Isaaru

→→ Final Fantasy XV

Ignus Scientia Ardyn Izunia Gladiolus Amicitia Regis Lucis Caelum Clarus Amicitia Bahamut

→→ Resident Evil VIII: Village

Karl Heisenberg Sturm Soldats Lycans Varcolac Urias Brothers

→→ Kingdom Hearts (franchise)

Axel

→→ Borderlands (franchise)

Mordecai Handsome Jack Fl4k Zer0 Krieg

→→ Boyfriend to Death (franchise)

Strade Lawrence Oleander

→→ The Price of Flesh

Mason Derek The Auctioneer Jack Komodo Dragon Machete The Demon The Lich

→→ Overwatch

Jack Morrison (Soldier 76) Gabriel Reyes (Reaper) Jamison Fawkes (Junkrat) Mako Rutledge (Roadhog) Reinhardt Wilhelm (Reinhardt) Siebren de Kuiper (Sigma) Cole Cassidy

→→ The Quarry

Travis Hackett Jedediah Hackett Chris Hackett

→→ Fortnite

The Jonesy Collective Midas

→→ Left 4 Dead

Bill Overbeck The Hunter The Smoker

→→ Dragon Age (franchise)

Zevran Anders Fenris Alistair Iron Bull Krem Samson Solas Varric Hawke Cole

→→ Death Stranding

Heartman Higgs Deadman Sam Cliff

→→ Fallout 4

John Hancock Nick Valentine

→→ Detroit: Become Human

Hank Anderson Connor Gavin Reed Nines Simon Ralph Karl Manfred

→ BOOKS

→→ Star Wars

Sinjir Rath Velus Cardinal

→→ Shade's Children

Shade

→→ InkHeart

Dustfinger

→→ A Darker Shade of Magic

Holland Astrid & Athos Dane

→→ Dune

Everyone included in the movie list, plus: Shaddam IV Hasimir Fenring

→ ANIME

→→ Naruto

Gaara Zabuza Sasori Deidara Itachi Kakashi Iruka Kabuto Kisame Shikimaru Kankuro

→→ Trinity Blood

Isaak Fernand von Kampfer Dietrich von Lohengrin Abel Nightroad Cain Nightroad Radu Barvon Leon Garcia de Asturias Tres Iques Hugue de Watteau

→→ Hellsing

Alucard Pip Bernadotte Father Anderson

→→ Loveless

Soubi

#hdhollers. #hdlist.

[cadencejames87]

Celebrating Bucky’s Birthday

by reading fics by some of my favourite blogs, join me...

**Don’t forget to give all these talented writers a follow and reblog your fave fics**

@sableseb Bucky Barnes is right there at the top of this master list and I honestly cannot decide which is my fave. The details and worlds @sableseb creates are mouthwatering and fantastically thrilling! I lied, I’m in a dark mood today so if you enjoy the darker fics, I’m starting with To Be So Lonely (I’ve read this one countless times and it’s for sure in my tops for dark!Bucky fics)

@sweeterthanthis has plenty of wonderfully written fics, here is Bucky’s Master I love them all, though I may start with Kinktober Day 23: Somnophilia and I haven’t yet decided if I want to reread Your Filthy Heart StepDad!Bucky is so addicting, but we’re still mad at him, right? And I can’t be mad at him on his birthday, can I?

@bucksfucks it’s been awhile since I’ve read through this master and I’m excited to reread this list and get reacquainted, I know for sure I will be starting with these two one shots Fuck Me Like You Hate Me & Fuck You (derogatory)

@imaginedreamwrite Here’s the masterlist I cannot suggest just one and I warn you, you may become attached. If you want to finish a fic today for Bucky’s birthday Criminal is finished, although, you can’t read Criminal and not read Barnes, Barnes, & Barnes (3 for the price of 1) or one of the newer fics Unburdened which is one of my two comfort stories by @imaginedreamwrite​

The way @tuiccim writes reader comforting Bucky is perfect, he needs all the cuddles and love!!! Here is the Master stocked with so many Fluffy, Angsty, and NSFW 18+ Oneshots that I don’t even know where to start. I love how The Coupon Book & Closets, and Counters and Doll, Oh My! have links to all the smutty moments mentioned. And the way this brilliant human being writes an amazing twist that might break your heart is everything. I’m always coming back for more.

I just reread all of @navybrat817​ ‘s Oneshots & Drabbles recently so today I may focus my attention on either Soldat & Sparrow or our Beefy Florist Bucky, find both in this abundant MasterList and stick around for all the delicious discussions of upcoming fics like Roommate Bucky & the Rockstar au!

@boxofbonesfic​ writes a lot of darker fics and I’m living for all of them!! Here’s Bucky’s Master... I cannot decide which Bucky is my fave Alpha or Chef... I do know that I am currently hooked on the newest fic Devil Between Us and cannot wait for more, it’s so detailed in world building and the struggles of addiction, plus their relationship!!!!! I’m in love!

We all know my love for @sgt-seabass​ Feral!Bucky I have since been able to read through the rest of their Bucky fics and was definitely not disappointed as I’ve found another brilliantly talented Darkfic writer. Wolf Like Me is where I’m starting and I cannot miss rereading The Deep, The Dark because of Bucky’s final words alone...

@slytherinbarnes​ wrote this delightfully delicious SexPollen fic Only Here to Sin definitely my fave SexPollen!

LizzyGal on Ao3 wrote Just Like Me  an a/b/o fic that I adore, the relationship between reader & Bucky and the friendship with Sam is sooooo gooooood!

The amount of times I’ve fallen in love with a DBF!Bucky story only to lose  it before I could follow the author... Well today, on Bucky’s birthday of all days, I finally found the blog and they just so happen to be the author of so many other wonderful fics I’ve enjoyed... @becca-e-barnes​  Alright, I’ve got a lot to catch up on... First to reread The Vacation & Rebound before attacking the rest of the list

And last but definitely not least, I just stumbled upon @metalbuckaroo​ the other day beacuse of this, so lets read through their MasterList together.

I was just recommended @wkemeup​ for their Biker!Bucky series, Delicate Edges, and just spent some time reading through the summaries of their other Bucky Fics and man oh man, am I excited to add this one to the list and read through. 

#Sebastian Stan #sebastian stan smut #Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes smut #bucky x Female Reader #bucky barnes x reader #fanfic #fic recs

[randomperson351]

Bucharest series masterlist

Summary - The Winter Soldier and The Sparrow are laying low from Hydra in Bucharest. Together they learn how to reintegrate into society through simple tasks.

Note - ‘The Sparrow’  is a female super soldier assassin trained alongside Bucky in Hydra. They were trained to take each other down incase one of them got out of control, she was there to help Soldat kill Steve, but they fell out of the helicarrier and ended up in Romania where they rent an apartment and spend their days learning how to make decisions again.

I don’t live in Romania nor am I Romanian so any information here about Romania is from Google. If any of it is wrong, don’t be afraid to tell me so I can correct it!

Also I don’t speak Russian or Romanian or any other language than English so if something is wrong in those parts it’s because I used Google translate, again feel free to help me correct this if something is wrong.

Do not repost or rewrite any of my work. Minors and ageless blogs get blocked.

This is an original series/oneshot that I am writing based off of the Captain America films, the female assassin is my character, all other rights of the characters to Marvel.

Masterlist      Talk to me

Bucharest

Jobs

Food

Shopping

Birthday

〰〰

Tags 💋

@lokiswifesworld

#randomperson351 #bucky barnes series #bucky barnes drabbles #bucky barnes x female reader #assassins to lovers #bucky barnes fluff #domestic bucky barnes #do not repost

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 38

Hey all, it’s time to bring you week 38 of my reading list. These are all one-shots, drabbles and stories from authors who have either tagged me in their work or they have been recommended to me. Every week, I will put a list together of what I’m reading. I want to do this to help spread the love in the Marvel Community.

If you would like to be added, signal boosted, please tag me in your fics or tag me in someone else’s stories. If you don’t see your story listed it’s probably due to my cut off date I had earlier in the week or Tumblr might have eaten your tagged story. All stories not listed that I did receive will be featured on the following week. Completed series that I’m tagged in will take longer for me to get through but please still tag me.  

I had 55 fics this week and had to push off another 10 until next week. Please be kind and patient as I continue to make my way through all tags. The list is almost filled so make sure you tag me for this week.

Make sure you read the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff.

These will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title.

A/N: Click Here to see what I will or won’t read. It’s important that you know as I’m being tagged in topics that make me uncomfortable and I’m not reading them.

Page break made by @whimsicalrogers​

If you can please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

💜  Missy

Riding High - Chp 20 - Chp 21 - (Frank Adler x OFC) - @what-is-your-backupplan-today​

Sleepless In Stark Towers - Chp 20 - @slothspaghettiwrites​

Between the Stars - Chp 13 - (Bucky x Reader) - @all1e23​

Three Moons Ranch - Chp 21 - (Bucky x Reader) - @slothspaghettiwrites​

The Price of Stardom - 1/2 - @infernal-fire​

Rock the Boat - (Jefferson x Reader) - @mypoisonedvine​

Monster - (Nomad Steve x Reader) - @navybrat817​

Murder, He Wrote - Part 5 - (Ransom x Reader) - @what-is-your-backupplan-today​ 

A Different Kind of Love -  (Andy x Reader x Jake) - @river-soul​

Innocence - (28) - (29) - (Bucky x Reader) - @extremelyblackandwhite​ 

Terrigenisis (Part 11) - (Steve x Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim​

Speculum Cupido - (Steve x Reader x Ransom, Bucky x OFC x Sam) - @awesomerextyphoon​

Strip - (Steve x Reader) - @imdarkinme​

Honey Haloed Weakness - (Bucky x Reader) - @what-is-your-backupplan-today​

Paper Skin - (Stucky x Reader) - @river-soul​

Steve Toy Collection Drabble - @syntheticavenger​

Show Me How You Touch Yourself, Kitten - @sweeterthanthis​

Crimson and Clover - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - (Dean x Reader) - @wonder-cole​

Under the Influence - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog​

There are no stars underground - (Winter Soldier x Reader) - @river-soul​ 

Soldat & Sparrow - @navybrat817​

Smooth Criminal - (Bucky x Reader) - @bestofbucky​

I licked it, it’s Mine - (Sam x Reader) - @whisperlullaby​

Are you gonna be good or do I have to gag you - (Lee x Reader) - @sweeterthanthis​

TikTok Leggings - (Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim​

The Coupon Book #2 - (Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim​

Coming home to you - (Bucky x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight​

Mine - (Curtis x Reader) - @happygowriting​ 

Losing You - (Bucky x Reader) - @princessofdarkwinter​  

High for This - (Lee x Reader) - @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog​  

Attack of the Winter Wolf: Reality Takes Over - (Steve x Reader) - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork​

Coward - Part 2 - Part 3 - (Steve x Reader) - @lovelyavengers​

A Tender Heart - (1) - (2) - (Bucky x Reader) - @river-soul​

A Helping Hand - (Andy x Reader) - @ozarkthedog​

Don’t Stare Too Deep Into The Ocean - (Bucky x Reader, Andy x Reader) - @jedimastermelkor​ 

Rock n’ Roll People in a Disco World - @what-is-your-backupplan-today​

Dead men tell no tales - Part 1 - (Bucky x Reader) - @sagechanoafterdark​

Taking Control - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog​

45 Minutes - (Bucky x Reader) - @callmeluna​

Mile High Club - (Bucky x Reader) - @gogolucky13​ 

What You Need - (Sam x Reader x Bucky) - @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog​

Chp 20 What Makes a Serial Killer - (Dean x Reader) - @wonder-cole​

Theirs to Keep - (Bucky x Reader x Steve) - @holylulusworld​

The Ghost of Our Past - Part 2 - (Steve x Reader) - @jedimastermelkor​

Feathered Touches and Dreamcatcher - @the-soulofdevil​

Control Mini Series: Bleed It Out - (Steve x Reader) - @river-soul​

Doll - (Bucky x Reader x Steve) - @holylulusworld​

Leave No One Behind - Chp 14 - (Ari x Reader) - @what-is-your-backupplan-today​ @icanfeelastormbrewing​

Reverse Uno Card - @infernal-fire​ 

Chemical Romance - (Chris x Reader) - @gotnofucks​

Better Than Working - (Bucky x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight​

Chp 21: Whiskey Lullaby - @wonder-cole​

His New Partner - Chp 49 - (Steve x Reader) - @star-spangled-steve​

Love you little Nurse - (Sam x Reader) - @the-soulofdevil​

An act of Kindness - (Jake x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18​

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[babyboibucky]

Babysitting Bucky - Part 5

Pairing: FATWS!Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,368

Summary: You’ve been assigned by the government to keep an eye on the Winter Soldier to ensure that he was no longer a threat to the world.

A/N: It has begun lmfao, check out the link at the end of this post if you’d like to be tagged in the next updates! Would love to receive feedbacks! 

MASTERLIST

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You found yourself in the conference room of the Avengers compound, together with Sam, Bucky, Sharon and Fury discussing about an upcoming mission.

Sharon went over the brief of the mission with everyone. There was an intel about a certain drug cartel that decided to expand their business and venture into the trade of biological weapons as well. Grabbing the folder on the desk, you skimmed through the information and frowned when your eyes landed on a familiar name.

“Black Sparrow? I thought the entire organization was taken down during the raid years ago?” You asked.

Bucky turned to you, “You know these guys?”

“One of my first missions, I was the assigned liaison officer to check up on the whistleblower who was placed under the witness protection program.” You explained.

Sharon sighed, “Apparently, not everyone was imprisoned. Whoever decided to keep the organization going, we have no idea.”

The mission required all of you to find out about the illegal trades. There wasn’t much information provided, except for the tip that an important trade might be taking place soon.

“Black Sparrow’s nest is said to be hidden within a fruit shop downtown.” Sharon added.

Fury let Sam takeover the strategizing, with him deciding to do a stakeout to see how the organization operates. Once the trade takes place, raid the nest, find out the other groups involved and most importantly the source of biological weapons.

“You up for a stakeout, Buck?” Sam asked.

Bucky shrugged and glanced at you, “Only if the babysitter agrees to do so.”

You let out an exasperated breath, “Mister Barnes, I would appreciate it if you’d address me properly.” You scolded.

Sam cleared his throat, “Alright. Sharon and I will try to research on the potential groups involved in the trades. Stakeout starts tonight so pack your things.”

-

All your things have been packed and you were about to leave your room when you received a call from none other than Secretary Ross.

“Ugh, what does he want now?” You complained to yourself before accepting the call.

“I heard about the stakeout, Agent. Isn’t it convenient?”

You rolled your eyes; the secretary’s voice was too chirpy, as if he was excited. He was definitely up to something, what it was, you still didn’t know. Something about the mission you were tasked to do was off. They didn’t even tell you for how long you needed to tag along the Winter Soldier.

“Yes, sir. I will make sure to keep an eye on the subject and report whatever it is that I find out of place.” You reassured, hoping that the secretary would simply hum in agreement and end the call.

“Good. But wouldn’t it be better if you stir things up a bit?” He asked.

You frowned, “I don’t understand what you mean, sir.”

Secretary Ross chuckled, “Push his buttons, Agent. See how he reacts to certain triggers.”

God, he really wants you to dig some dirt on Bucky. You were supposed to tell him that you already tried doing so and that nothing bad happened, but the Secretary reminded you that he wanted to see a detailed report about it and ended the call.

You didn’t want to push Bucky’s buttons anymore. Bringing up the Soldat seemed too much already and he had already proven how much in control he was of himself. However, you felt conflicted as well since you needed to file a report. You could easily fake it though, but you were afraid that the secretary might have eyes and ears lurking around.

You were too deep into your thoughts, almost losing track of the time. Thankfully, FRIDAY interrupted and informed you that Bucky and Sam were already outside the compound, waiting for you.

-

“You’re eight minutes late, Agent.” Sam reprimanded as you approached them.

“Did you have a hard time packing Bucky’s diapers and feeding bottles?” He teased.

Bucky grunted in dismay, “Jesus, Sam.”

“Sorry, had to take a phone call from the secretary.” You responded and began placing your things inside the trunk of the car.

Bucky stiffened at the mention of Secretary Ross, his hands tightened into fists at his side. You eyed his stance and noticed that he seemed uncomfortable. Who wouldn’t be if the government had their eyes on you?

“Nothing to worry about, Mister Barnes. You’re all good. I made sure of that.” You told him reassuringly before sliding into the passenger’s seat.

Bucky drove to the stakeout location with an uncomfortable silence in the air with the occassional directions coming from the GPS. You were slightly nervous about being on a week-long stakeout. It wasn’t because you were afraid of Bucky, but being with him by yourself was intimidating.

Seven days with the Winter Soldier. With no one else around.

You and the Winter Soldier. On a stakeout. For an entire week.

The more you thought about it, the more it was beginning to sink in. You’ve had your fair share of stakeouts in the past, but you were either by yourself or paired someone you closely worked with. But a stakeout with Bucky Barnes? How the fuck were you going to keep calm the entire week and maintain your calm persona?

“So...” Bucky trailed, tone unsure as if he too was uncomfortable with the silence and decided to break it but not knowing how to proceed.

“Do you want to turn on the radio?” He asked and cleared his throat, keeping his gaze on the road.

You looked out the window, “Yeah, why not.” You said with faux nonchalance.

Bucky quickly turned it on and adjusted the volume. He skimmed through various radio stations before settling on one.

Despite having the radio playing in the background, the atmosphere between you and Bucky remained awkward and uncomfortable. You could tell that Bucky could feel it too, so you decided to start a conversation.

“How has it been being an Avenger?”

You didn’t know why you chose that question, but it was the first thing that popped into your mind.

Bucky let out a soft chuckle, “Is that part of your research on me or are you actually trying to start a conversation?” He asked, glancing at you with amusement.

“You know what, forget about it, Mister Barnes.” You waved off.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry. I was genuinely curious.” He sheepishly responded, “But to answer your question, it’s been...weird so to speak. Especially having someone watch my every move.”

You shrugged, “Well, I apologize but I don’t have a choice. This is my job and I have to—“

“I know, Agent. You don’t need to explain, I completely understand. I’m really trying not to make it hard for you to do your job.” He explained.

You were actually surprised at how easy it was to talk to Bucky. You were expecting him to be completely broody and tight-lipped, considering all the things he went through. There were times when he’d be moody of course, but for the most part, he was friendly. And very kind.

“Well then I appreciate it, Mister Barnes.” You stated.

Bucky let out a breathy laugh, “I’m still looking forward to the day when you’d call me, Bucky.” He said and gave you a smile.

You felt your face heat up from the way he smiled at you and how his eyes crinkled at the sides. He almost looked the same as he did in his photos dated back to the 40’s, when he was oozing with that boyish charm and innocence before he was drafted for the war.

You immediately looked away and bit your lip.

-

The two of you arrived at the cheap motel that was situated a few blocks away from the fruit shop. The building was old and almost looked dilapidated. It was known to be the number one spot for illegal transactions. It was the perfect place for a stakeout.

“The old lady at the reception seemed suspicious of us, I saw how she eyed the both of us when we checked in.” You said upon entering the motel room, groaning at the stench that welcomed your nostrils.

Obviously, the room was far from decent given the quality of the motel itself. There were two beds separated by a night desk and a small coffee table; the cream curtains were splotchy and dusty, some parts of the wallpaper were torn apart and the flooring creaked with every single step.

“I think she was merely judging us, thinking we’re one of those couples.” Bucky said as he placed his bags on the bed.

“Those couples?” You asked, walking over to the other bed and inspecting the bedding.

“Well, I heard this motel is a popular location for shooting x-rated videos.” Bucky explained casually as he walked towards the window, pushing the curtains aside, revealing the perfect view of Black Sparrow’s nest.

You almost choke on your own spit, “You mean to say...that old lady thought we were going to shoot porn?!”

Bucky hummed, “Maybe. It’s probably for the best, that way we’ll remain unsuspicious. Less chances of being interrupted as well.” he replied casually, as if it was no big deal but you also noticed that the corner of his lips curved into a slight smirk.

Clearing your throat, you regained your composure and went to unpack your things instead, starting with some of the weapons you brought. A stakeout often resulted to a raid so you had to make sure that you were prepared in case of an attack. Bucky moved away from the window and closed the curtains again before sitting on his bed.

“Those all yours?” he asked with interest as he watched you arrange your knives and guns on top of your bed.

You glanced at him for a quick second and saw the glint in his eyes as he observed your arsenal, you just hummed in response and started cleaning your guns while Bucky watched in silence.

“When we sparred...” he trailed and you froze, expecting him to confront you when you brought up the Soldat to trigger him.

“You used Romanoff’s technique. Where did you learn that?” he asked.

You shrugged, “Mister Barnes, it’s not that hard to learn that move. I’m just as trained as you and Mister Wilson, I know a lot of moves.” you explained but Bucky didn’t seem to buy it.

“It’s actually kinda hard to execute that move. Not a lot of trained agents can do that easily.” he pressed.

You pursed your lips before looking up at him, “Sounds to me like you’re trying to compliment my skills, Mister Barnes.”

Bucky ended up letting go of the topic.

-

The first few hours of the stakeout was uneventful; you and Bucky simply kept watch to see whether there were suspicious movements in the fruit shop. It seemed to be a regular fruit shop but there were certain people walking in and out of it that looked pretty shady.

This was going to be a difficult task.

There were small conversations between you and Bucky, mostly formal and about the mission. Everything seemed to be going well but you knew that the longer the both of you would stakeout together, the more it was going to be uncomfortable. You figured that you’d cross that bridge when you get there.

It was past six when you felt a pang of hunger; the last time you had a meal was during lunch. You needed to get food before your stomach could even embarrass you in front of Bucky who remained staring out of the window, keeping watch.

“I’m getting us food for dinner, would you like anything?” you asked.

Bucky shook his head, “Anything is fine.” he offered a small smile.

You left the motel and thankfully, there was a nearby Mcdonald’s a couple blocks away. On your way back, you decided to casually pass by the fruit shop to get a closer look. You didn’t want to linger around but you did notice that there were certain people who kept on going in and out of the store throughout the day. You rushed back to your room to inform Bucky about it and upon stepping inside, you were welcomed by the sight of the Winter Soldier fresh out of the shower wearing only a towel that was wrapped around his waist while he was drying his hair with another towel.

Your eyes immediately zoomed in on the droplets of water that was running from Bucky’s neck down to his pecs, sliding lower to his chiseled abs. Your eyes remained on his abdomen, even when the water had disappeared into the towel around his waist. By the time you snapped out of your trance, you shifted your gaze back to Bucky’s face hoping that he didn’t catch you staring at his body.

Oh, but it was too late because your eyes were immediately met by a pair of baby blues.

“I...b-bought...” you stammered and wanted to slap yourself for sounding like an idiot. “...dinner from uh...Burger King.” you continued, unable to look away from Bucky’s piercing gaze.

“Mcdonald’s.” he said.

“What?”

“You bought from Mcdonald’s...not Burger King.” Bucky corrected you, pointing towards the brown paper bag in your hands.

You coughed and finally managed to look away from Bucky’s half-naked figure, “Yes, I meant Mcdonald’s. Sorry.” you softly said and pre-occupied yourself by taking out the food from the paper bag and placing them on the small table.

As you focused your attention on arranging the food on the desk, you felt Bucky hover behind you. His bare chest slightly pressing against your back as he reached for the french fries that was still inside the paper bag. You stood still and tried to keep your cool despite the closeness between you and Bucky. He pulled away just as quickly and grinned when you looked back at him with a frown.

“You smell good, Agent.” he said before grabbing his clothes from his bed and walking back into the bathroom to get dressed.

You blinked a couple of times before you realized what had just happened.

“Fuck!” you whispered under your breath.

This was going to be one hell of a stakeout.

-

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Une Goutte dans l'Océan - Chapitre 3. Escapade Maritime

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Escapade Maritime

Alice remerciait silencieusement le climat chaud des Caraïbes et la température de l’eau qui accompagnait ce climat insulaire. Elle tenait à bout de bras la chaloupe au-dessus d’elle, ignorant avec difficulté les tissus de sa robe qui lui collaient au corps par l’effet de l’eau.

« Ou c’est de la folie, ou c’est du génie, commenta Will derrière elle

— Ce qui est étonnant c’est que ces deux qualités vont ensemble » répliqua Jack en détournant à peine le visage. »

Sur ces mots, Alice sentit Will ralentir derrière elle et grogner, elle jeta un bref coup d’œil pour voir son pied empêtré dans une nasse.

« Nous la retirerons lorsque nous grimperons, je n’aurai qu’à la tenir et vous à tirer, indiqua-t-elle gentiment »

Will lui rendit un bref sourire, mais Alice sentait le poids des questions du garçon lui pesait sur la nuque. Elle devrait surement tôt ou tard se révéler à lui, la route vers Tortuga, car elle n’avait aucun doute que son frère eut besoin de recruter un équipage là-bas, prendrait plusieurs jours, et elle n’avait pas envie de rattraper le temps avec son frère, et elle se doutait que l’inverse était vrai aussi.

Ils arrivèrent rapidement à la poupe du navire et quittèrent leur protection pour nager vers la surface et commencer leur ascension. Comme elle l’avait indiqué, elle grimpa après Will et lui attrapa la nasse pour la laisser pendre sur le safran. Elle grimpa avec autant de dextérité que sa robe mouillée lui permettait. Will lui jeta un coup d’œil et lui demanda en chuchotant.

« Vous y arrivez ? »

Elle se contenta d’hocher la tête et fixa son frère qui grimpait comme un singe sans se soucier d’eux. Elle remercia mentalement ses années de jeunesse passées sur le navire de leur père, puis les maints escaliers de la demeure des Belettre qu’elle grimpait toujours par quatre et en courant lorsqu’elle était seule et que ses jupons étaient légers.

Ils s’acquittèrent rapidement de la montée, guettant la présence de soldats aux différents ponts de l’Intrépide. Une fois pieds au plancher, accroupis pour garder l’effet de surprise sur les soldats présents sur le pont principal, Jack se tourna vers Alice et lui chuchota :

« Reste ici, tu n’as pas d’arme, c’est plus sûr. »

Elle acquiesça à contre cœur. Pour prendre de force un navire, une femme en robe trempée sans épée, n’était pas l’élément le plus effrayant qui soit. Elle regarda le duo partir et la voix de Jack résonner.

« Que tout le monde garde son calme, nous nous emparons de ce navire.

— Oui restez où vous êtes ! »

Une salve de rires accueilli leurs paroles er Alice se mordit la lèvre. La situation n’était pas idéale.

« Deux hommes ne suffisent pas à manœuvrer ce bâtiment. Vous ne sortirez jamais de cette baie.

— Fiston. Je suis le capitaine Jack Sparrow. Ca’t’va ? »

Alice ne put se retenir d’esquisser un sourire attendri à la remarque, qu’est-ce qu’elle l’avait entendue il y a dix ans. S’ensuit rapidement le bruit des pas des matelots qui s’affairèrent à quitter le navire par les chaloupes. Alice quitta sa cachette.

« Que faisons-nous maintenant Jack ? Nous n’arriverons jamais à sortir de là.

— Chaque chose en son temps Alice, chaque chose en son temps, répliqua-t-il en lui lançant un clin d’œil. Allez, remuez-moi donc les cordages. Fais-moi confiance, c’est un spectacle. »

Son frère invita Will à remuer les cordages pour abaisser les voiles. Alice fronça les sourcils et s’exécuta sans grande conviction, feignant de manœuvrer le navire comme ses souvenirs lui disaient de faire, ignorante du regard qui se posa sur eux dans le prisme d’une lentille sur les docs.

Jack se précipita vers le pont.

« Préparez-vous au changement de navire ! cria-il. »

Alice fixa à l’horizon l’Interceptor qui préparait à les prendre en chasse.

« Les voilà » commenta Will en se précipitant sur le pont principal.

Jack se contenta de sourire, son pistolet posé nonchalamment sur son épaule. Ce qui fit grincer les dents d’Alice. Elle avisa les cordage, prête à en saisir un pour s’élancer sur le navire une fois arrivé.

« On pourrait saboter la chaîne de gouvernail, suggéra-t-elle.

— Les grands esprits s’rencontrent Alice, c’est c’que je suis en train de faire. »

Elle se tourna vers son frère qui s’afférait à saboter le gouvernail, elle lui esquissa un sourire qui lui rendit à pleines dents.

Le trio se prépara, caché à la poupe, cordage dans les mains.

L’Interceptor arriva bientôt à leur hauteur et la clameur des hommes de la Navy et des marins se fit entendre. Le son des grappins rappa le bois et leurs oreilles, et les planches accostèrent le bord de leur navire. Rapidement les premiers pas empressés résonnèrent sur le pont de l’Intrépide. Le trio alla à contre-courant de la Navy et se lança par-dessus bord pour atteindre le pont de l’Interceptor. Will s’empressa de couper les cordages qui maintenaient les deux navires et l’Interceptor s’éloigna doucement mais surement de l’Intrépide. Alice croisa les doigts que les marins et la Navy n’arriveraient pas à monter à bord, et s’empressa de mettre le navire en marche fouillant dans sa mémoire comment naviguer et mettre en branle un navire. Les planches qui joignaient les navires tombèrent avec la distance et une voix tonna au loin.

« Retournez à bord de l’Intercepteur ! Exécution ! »

Alice et Will regardèrent avec anxiété les marins et soldats s’élancer dans leur direction et avec soulagement tomber dans l’océan

« Merci Commodore d’avoir préparé notre départ. Nous aurions eu du mal sans vous ! lança avec grande malice Jack en saluant le militaire de son chapeau. »

Alice observa depuis les escaliers la face rigide de l’homme qui s’éloignait au loin, son regard fixé sur son frère. Elle espérait sincèrement que Jack ne le croiserait pas à nouveau, elle doutait qu’il échappe à la potence une nouvelle fois. Le visage du Commodore sembla se tourner vers elle un instant. Elle recula instinctivement. Pour le moment personne ne semblait l’avoir repérée dans l’escapade. Soudainement des coups de feu résonnèrent et les fuyards se baissèrent pour esquisser les balles.

« Ils arment les canons, s’alarma Will.

— Ils ne pourront pas nous viser, la chaîne de gouvernail est sabordée, le rassura Alice. Nous sommes sains et saufs, souffla-t-elle avec soulagement. »

Elle passa la main sur son ventre. Tout s’était passé si vite. Elle regarda l’Intrépide stagner sur sa position tandis qu’ils s’éloignaient sur la mer des Caraïbes.

Le trio s’éparpilla pour mettre le navire dans la bonne direction et a bout de quelques temps Alice finit par dénicher une tenue d’homme dans les ponts inférieurs du navire. Elle se changea et enfila le pantalon avec une certaine nostalgie. Cela faisait des années qu’elle n’avait rien porté de masculin et la sensation d’avoir ses jambes libres lui illumina le visage un instant. Elle regagna la pont supérieur et Jack la héla d’un ton amusé.

« Là j’te reconnais ! » Elle se contenta de lui lancer un haussement d’épaule accompagné d’une mine amusée. Will la fixait étrangement et lança un regard à Jack, puis reporta son attention sur son épée qu’il se mit à briquer. Alice se dirigea vers lui d’un pas discret.

«Vous êtes vraiment cousins éloignés ? demanda Will, un soupçon dans la voix.

— Non. »

Le jeune homme leva la tête vers elle, attendant l’information.

« C’est mon frère aîné »

Will ouvrit grand la bouche. Alice devina que ce n’était pas la réponse qu’il imaginait.

« Je ne l’avais pas vu en dix ans.

— Pourquoi ?

— C’est à lui de demander, déclara-t-elle plus sèchement qu’elle ne le voulait. Elle reprit un peu de contenance alors que Jack approchait d’eux pour vérifier les cordages. Et vous ? Vous êtes de Port Royal ?

— J’ai grandi en Angleterre. Ma mère m’a élevé toute seule. Après sa mort, je suis venu ici pour chercher mon père.

— Tu m’en diras tant, lança Jack en passant près d’eux.

— Mon père Bill Turner, fit Will en se levant. En prison ce n’est qu’en apprenant mon nom que tu as accepté de m’aider. Comme c’est ce que je voulais, je n’ai pas insisté. Mais je ne suis pas un simple d’esprit. Tu as connu mon père.

— Je l’ai connu, affirma Jack en confirmant ce que Will et Alice avaient deviné dans la prison. Peu d’entre nous le connaissais sous le nom de William Turner. La plupart l’appelait Le Bottier ou Bill Le Bottier.

— Bill Le Bottier ?! s’étonna Will.

— Un homme bien. Un bon pirate. Incroyable ce que tu lui ressemble. »

Alice se mordit la lèvre, le ton désinvolte de son frère ne lui laissait rien présager de bon sur la suite de la conversation.

« Non, c’est faux. Il était dans la marine marchande. Un homme admirable qui respectait l’ordre.

— Rien qu’un maudit pirate, un vrai ruffian.

— Jack ! s’indigna Alice. Arrête ça.

— Mon père, siffla Will en tirant son épée, n’était pas un pirate. »

Alice recula et se claqua mentalement pour ne pas avoir cherché une arme dans le navire.

« Range ton épée fiston, ça vaut pas le coup, je te battrai encore.

— Tu ne m’as pas battu, tu as bafoué les règles d’engagement. En combat loyal, je t’aurai tué.

— Eh tu croix que ça me donne envie de me battre à la loyal ? «

Jack tourna soudainement le gouvernail, ce qui propulsa Will sur la baume à laquelle il s’accrochait comme un diable pour ne pas plonger dans la mer.

« Jack ! s’énerva Alice en comprenant que c’était Will qui avait conduit à son arrestation en première lieu. Je croix que tu as prouvé ton point. Laisse-le descendre.

— Juste un instant, je vais mettre les choses au clair avec monsieur Turner, pour notre bien à tous. »

Jack saisit l’épée de William tombée au sol.

« Comme tu n’as rien d’autre à faire que de rester là, écoute-moi bien. Voilà les deux seules règles qui comptent vraiment. Être à la hauteur ou ne pas être à la hauteur. Par exemple, tu peux accepter que ton père ait été un pirate et un homme bien ou tu peux pas. Mais ta la piraterie dans le sang mon gars et un jour faudra bien qu’tu t’y fasses. Et moi par exemple je peux te laisser t’noyer. Mais je pourrais jamais amener ce bateau à Tortuga par mes seuls moyens, compris ? »

Alice fronça les sourcils, et elle alors ? Elle comptait pour rien ?

« Alors, reprit Jack en rebraquant le gouvernail, faisant tomber Will sur le pont. Est-ce que tu peux naviguer sous le commandement d’un pirate, ou pas ? fit-il en lui tendant son épée.

— Tortuga ? demanda Will, incrédule.

— Tortuga. »

Will finit par se relever et partir dans un coin. Alice le suivit.

« Je suis vraiment désolée, Jack est… Jack, je suppose.

— Pourquoi vous êtes là ? »

Le ton sec de Will indiqua à Alice qu’il ne voulait pas être baratiné.

« Pour l’empêcher de faire des idioties et être sûre qu’il vous aide à sauver Miss Swan. »

La figure de Will se décontracta un instant.

« Pourquoi ?

— Parce que je sais de première main qu’il a tendance à abandonner ceux qui lui sont proches, alors pour vous deux…

— Il y a dix ans, c’est ça ? Que s’est-il passé ? »

Alice inspira, la gorgea sèche.

« Il m’a fait une promesse, qu’il n’a pas tenue, et je ne l’ai plus jamais vu depuis, eh bien ce matin en prison.

— Je vois, marmonna-t-il en baissant les yeux. Vous étiez à Port Royal par hasard ?

— Je commençais mon nouveau travail, je suis gouvernante.

— Gouvernante ? s’étonna Will avec un faible sourire sur les lèvres. Comment est-ce que la sœur d’un pirate finit gouvernante ?

— Je suppose que cela peut surprendre, s’amusa-t-elle à son tour. Eh bien notre père est un pirate, et quand j’avais onze ans il m’a confié à une famille de bonne réputation sur Marie Galante.

— Chez les français ?

— Oui, exactement. Pour que je ne finisse pas dans la piraterie à mon tour. »

Will médita un instant sur ces mots.

« Votre père est un pirate qui a pensé à votre bien, je suppose que cela fait de lui, quelque part un homme bien. »

Ce fut au tour d’Alice de méditer sur ces mots.

« Je suppose, confia-t-elle à contre cœur. D’un point de vue extérieur oui, ça l’est tout de suite moins lorsque vous êtes une enfant qui est arrachée à tout ce qu’elle connaît et envoyée dans un lieu où elle ne parle pas la langue et dont elle ne connaît pas les us et coutumes. »

Will fixa un instant son regard marron dans celui chocolat d’Alice.

« Je suppose que vous avez raison sur ce point. Mais vous semblez vous en être bien sortie, vous semblez être quelqu’un de bien.

— J’espère l’être souffla-t-elle.

— Je pense que vous l’êtes, sinon vous ne seriez pas là, sourit Will. Je suis content de vous avoir ici dans ce cas et de pouvoir compter sur vous. »

Will tourna son visage vers l’épaule gauche d’Alice, qui tourna la tête pour voir celle de son frère, à moins d’un mètre, feignant observer les voiles.

« Je vais essayer de dormir un peu, fit Will en les laissant tous les deux et en adressant un dernier sourire à Alice. »

Alice hocha la tête, peut-être devrait-elle faire de même.

« Je pense faire de même dit-elle en fixant son frère, à moins que tu ais quelque chose à me dire ?

— Toi t’as quelque chose à me dire ? demanda Jack.

— Non, répliqua-t-elle sèchement. Tu sais très bien que celui qui devrait parler et s’excuser c’est toi. »

Il ouvrit la bouche pour répliquer, mais elle le coupa.

« Je vais faire la sieste. Je suppose que tu n’as pas besoin de me réveiller pour manœuvrer le navire, puisque tu as Will, siffla-t-elle en appuyant sur la dernière partie de la phrase. »

Jack leva les yeux haut ciel en comprimant ses lèvres en une fine ligne.

« Ce n’est pas c’que je voulais dire tout à l’heure, plaida-t-il.

— Trop tard Jack, comme tout ce que tu fais me concernant. »

Elle s’engouffra sous le pont, ignorant la mine attristée et blessée de son aîné.

#potc au #james norrington #potc oc #potc fandom #pirates of the caribbean #elizabeth swann #jack sparrow #james norrington x oc #oc sparrow #oc

[navybrat817]

Dark and Light

Pairing: Winter Soldier x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: You learn the real reason why Hydra wants to keep you.

Word Count: Over 2.65k

Warnings: Threat of dubcon/noncon, minor character death, violence, canon divergent, captivity, brainwashing, slight feels (it's me, okay?), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: It's been almost 3 years since the last part of Soldat and Sparrow. Are you lovelies still interested? ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @silkholland . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

The cell they kept you in this time was larger than your last. It didn't make it any less uncomfortable. The thick gray walls surrounding you made the room suffocatingly quiet and hollow. You only knew the color thanks to the singular lightbulb in the center of the ceiling, too high for you to try and make a weapon out of the glass. Without windows, you didn't know it was dark or light outside.

There was no escape, but you couldn't give up hope.

It was maddening not knowing the time of day as you played the waiting game on the worn mattress in between meals and sleeping. The screams of your lover played on a morbid loop in your mind and you had to will yourself to not let tears surface. Other than temporary relief for your emotions and aching heart, crying would do you no good. It never did.

What you needed to do was focus.

The man on the bridge.

He triggered something inside of the Winter Soldier. Something Hydra wanted to keep locked away. But what was it?

Bucky. He called him Bucky. He knew him. But how?

Two hard knocks on the door pushed the thought away before it swung open. Narrowing your eyes as Brock walked in, you wondered if he could’ve been a good man in another life and fought for the people who needed it most the way he pretended to. This wasn’t that life though. He chose his side.

The wrong side.

“You know, I don’t get it,” he said, crossing his arms as he stood in the doorway. He didn’t hide the lust from his eyes as he looked you over. “I mean, the Asset does his job well, but it’s like he forgets all about being a soldier when he’s deep in your pussy.”

“What can I say? I guess my pussy’s just that good,” you sneered, not in the mood for his taunts or anything else.

“Is that right? Maybe he should fuck your ass next to get the stick out of it,” he snapped back. “Or are you too stuck up for that?”

Pierce had a range of prostitutes lined up to satisfy his soldiers, but Brock didn’t hide how pissed off he was that you were “given” to the Asset after that fateful training day. He claimed it was special treatment. He dropped the issue almost as quickly as it was brought up, which led you to believe he was either reprimanded or given something to shut him up.

“Is that what bothers you, Rumlow? That I'd rather fuck him than you?” You asked, tilting your head as you regarded him. “And just so we’re clear, I’ll never want you.”

Brock clenched his fists as he took a step forward. “You really are a fucking-”

“Let her be,” a melodic voice ordered behind him, making you stiffen as he moved out of the way.

The doctor, or Doc as most called him, stepped into the room with a kind smile on his face. Unassuming in stature, you knew better from the start than to judge him by appearance. The man was a snake in the grass ready to spread his venom to unsuspecting victims.

“How are you?” He asked.

You kept your eyes on him as he moved closer, doing your best not to show any emotion. The doctor somehow made you more uncomfortable than Rumlow and that said something. “How do you think I'm doing?”

“Hmm. Not well, I'm sure.”

“You guessed correctly,” you said.

You didn’t know why he bothered asking. Maybe he thought he was better than the others because he didn't physically hurt you. If anything, his indifference to the evil around him made it worse. It told you that he either justified or accepted it.

Either way, he disgusted you.

“Don't worry. You'll have the Soldat back soon and I’m sure you'll feel all better,” he assured you.

“You wiped him,” you reminded him, your voice cracking.

His screams echoed in your mind again, your heart aching as you tried to block it out. When pain knocked on the door, it didn't wait for an answer. It broke it down and made itself at home. But in the pain Hydra inflicted, the soldier found solace with you and you found the same with him. The light for each other within the darkness.

While you failed to protect him and couldn't stop what they did to his mind, you had to believe you’d help heal his soul once you had him back.

“We did indeed as we have many times.”

You knocked his hand away as he tried to place it on your shoulder, your stomach turning from his words. “Don't touch me.”

He held his hands up in surrender as he took a step back. “I mean no harm.”

“All of you mean harm,” you whispered.

The Soldat was your only bright spot in this nightmare. Ironic that he thought you were fire, bright and warm. The truth was you burned because of him. He was your eternal fuel that made the flames grow.

“I only want what is best for you,” Doc argued, his eyes void of any emotional depth behind his rimless glasses.

“Liar,” you whispered.

An exasperated sigh left his lips. “Now, now. I really do want what’s best for you. Don't you realize how important you are?”

“I'm not important,” you said. You never were. “Pierce made it clear that I don't have a purpose.”

But if that was the case, why were you still alive?

The doctor's chuckle made your blood run cold. “That's what he wants you to think. You see, the more they cut you down and make you question your worth, the easier it becomes for you to comply. Because by that point you’re so desperate for survival you'll do what is asked of you,” he explained, pushing his glasses up. “Yet you still only comply to an extent. It’s rather fascinating.”

He stared at you like you were a bug under a magnifying glass. And wasn’t that what you were to him? An experiment or something for him to study? “I haven't complied. I won't.”

“Oh, but you have,” Brock chimed in. You almost forgot he was still in the room. “Those missions you completed. The lives you took.”

Bile rose in your throat as images of violence and blood flashed in your mind. They would haunt you for the rest of your days. “No, I didn't want to hurt anyone.”

“Of course, you didn't. It’s as I said: desperation. You did what you had to do to survive,” the false sympathy from Doc grated on your nerves. “Don't let the weight of those souls wear you down. They were meaningless. But you? Oh, you are meant for more.”

He attempted to touch you again, but his hand moved toward your stomach this time instead of your shoulder. “I said don't touch me!” you snapped, scrambling backward to put distance between the two of you. As much as you wanted to hurt him, Brock was still there and could do a lot of damage.

The doctor pressed his lips together before he smirked. “Pierce and Rumlow are right. You have a hold on him. Even with his programming and orders, it all comes back to you,” he said, your body going rigid. Where was he going with this? “And it’s you that we want to carry his child.”

Your stomach churned again, but you weren’t sure if it was more at the thought that he wanted to force a child on you or that he’d try and force your soldier to impregnate you. “Care to repeat that?”

“You’re going to carry his child. You’re going to give birth to the perfect soldier. And you’ll keep doing so,” he said slowly like you were a petulant child, standing tall and proud as your mouth fell open in horror. “You’re the perfect incubator.”

Your stomach sank as you looked between him and Brock, wishing it was a sick joke. “No, I won't.”

“You think you have a choice?” The doctor questioned nonchalantly, like he was asking what you wanted for dinner. “And do you think the Asset needs to remember exactly what you mean to him to fuck you? I guess we'll see if he does. Science versus instinct.”

The room became eerily silent as the doctor gave you his first genuine smile since he walked in. You struggled to get your bearings and process the words. That was why you were still alive. They were going to make you an incubator. Force your soldier to breed you. They would take another choice away from him. And raise your children in captivity.

In Hell on earth.

“Well, that shut the bitch up,” Brock chuckled.

Before you could think, you launched yourself from the bed. The doctor’s eyes widened as you tackled him to the ground, unable to brace himself as you landed the first blow to his face. You straddled his waist, the second hit knocking his glasses away as fury rushed through your veins like a wildfire. He didn’t try to fight you off.

You could’ve cried. Screamed. Anything to keep him from making his twisted plan a reality.

The sound of a gun cocking stopped you from hitting Doc a third time.

“I won’t kill you,” Brock said, your fist frozen in the air as you looked toward him. Your chest heaved as you stared down the barrel of the gun. “But I’ll make it hurt if you don’t get up.”

“Go ahead,” you said through clenched teeth.

The doctor coughed, but held up a hand. “No shooting,” he croaked as you looked at him out of the corner of your eye. “No harming her.”

Brock’s eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head. “She can still lie down and take a cock if-”

None of you could have foreseen the metal hand punching through the wall. Before you could blink, the hand closed around Brock’s shoulder and pulled him through, his cry of pain silenced almost immediately by the sound of a gunshot. The doctor beneath you was long forgotten as you scrambled to your feet just in time to see your soldier step into the room through the hole, his face obscured by his typical mask and goggles.

But you felt his gaze on you as he stood like a dark angel ready to avenge you.

Hope launched into your chest like a shooting star as you smiled. “Soldat,” you whispered.

He came for you. Found you. But the star that filled your heart quickly faded when he didn’t move toward you or say “Sparrow”.

The dread grew stronger when he holstered his gun and took out his signature knife.

Was this the beginning of the end?

The doctor smiled as he wiped the blood from his lap and slowly stood up. “You really think he’s here to save you? Oh, no. He just doesn’t want any competition near his breeding partner,” he taunted as your eyes stung. “Back from your assignment early, Soldat? Good. Now you can complete your mission.”

The Winter Soldier tilted his head before he took a step forward.

You remained rooted to the spot, casting your fear that he’d force himself on you aside. “Bucky,” you said, using the name you heard. His real name. A tear rolled down your cheek when he flinched and tightened his fingers around the handle. “I’m not going to fight you. Or hurt you. Do you know why?”

Another step forward, your heart pounded as you stood as still as a statue. “Why?” He asked, the word clear to you through his mask.

The tears flowed freely as he stopped in front of you and slipped his goggles off, your heart breaking when he dispassionately looked at you. “Because I’m your Sparrow. Remember? My fire burns for you and you only,” you told him and pointed to your chest. You needed him to remember. “We swore we’d be free together. Somehow.”

“Don’t listen to her. Breed her and be done with it,” the doctor ordered.

The soldier’s brows furrowed before his metal hand came up around your neck, not squeezing or bringing you any harm.

But it felt like a warning.

“You won’t hurt me,” you breathed out, placing your hand on his arm as you kept your panic at bay. “They won’t break me. And I won’t leave you,” you promised, echoing his words when he took you the first time. “I’m yours.”

No matter what they forced him to do to you, he would never be to blame.

The doctor had the gall to smack the flesh arm when he made no move to shove you down on the bed or remove your clothes. “Finish your mission. Now.”

“It’s okay,” you mouthed.

Somehow, it would be okay.

“My mission…” the soldier began mechanically, not taking his eyes off you as he plunged the knife into the doctor’s jugular. You weren’t sure you could breathe. “Is to keep my Sparrow safe.”

An intake of air caught your sob as the metal hand fell away, the doctor collapsing as he tried in vain to stop the blood from leaving his body. It was useless. And a kinder death than he deserved.

“Hail,” he gurgled, his fingers stained red. “Hydra.”

“Just shut up and die,” you snapped as your soldier ripped his mask off. “Soldat,” you said, softer, almost crying all over again.

“Sparrow,” he whispered.

There was nothing gentle or sweet in the way pressed his lips to yours, but it was warm and safe as he pulled you against you. Your arms slipped around him as you returned the kiss, your cheeks still wet from crying. For a second there, you thought you’d lost him. For once, fate decided not to be cruel to you.

It brought you back together.

“I’m sorry I couldn't get to you sooner,” he said when he allowed you a moment to breathe, quickly scanning as much of you as he could. “Did they hurt you?”

“No, I’m okay. I just thought…” you trailed off with a shake of your head. “You came back to me.”

But how?

“I’ll always find you, Sparrow,” he said, touching your cheek as your heart swelled. “Steve helped me remember a lot of things. Including you.”

“The man on the bridge? You saw him again?” You asked before an alarm sounded, the blaring force echoing in the room.

“Yes. And his friend is sending reinforcements, so we need to go,” he said over the noise, nudging the doctor’s body with the toe of his boot before he stepped on his glasses.

“Where are we going?” You asked.

Where could you go since you no longer had a home? You had so many questions, but understood that you’d have to wait for answers. Getting out of there in one piece was your priority.

“Somewhere safe,” he answered, fear flickering in his eyes for a moment. “Do you trust me?”

“With my life,” you promised without hesitation. And anything else you had to offer him.

The next kiss was one of gentleness, relief, and thanks. “One thing before we leave.”

“What’s that?” You asked as he took your hand.

Love and determination filled his eyes as he glanced back at you and put a gun in your other hand. “We burn it down.”

You could hardly contain the fire inside you as you smiled. “Together.”

You didn’t know what the reinforcements would do or what would await you once you got out. It didn’t matter. Your soldier found his way back to you and you would follow wherever he went. The two of you would finally leave Hydra behind.

In a pile of rubble and ash.

But you’d find out soon enough that the man on the bridge wouldn't let your soldier go either.

I'll try not to let so much time pass before the next update. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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[shockwave-the-dog]

OK OK @itsflowers INFO DUMP TIME

A little info about Soldats in my au for some context before I start info dumping: All Soldats are skydancers. All Soldats have lemon contour with any gene with grays and silvers for secondary and primary. Most Soldats are hooked up to a sort of hivemind controled by Audi and other higher ups. It’s how the receive their commands that they obey without question. Typically they have little to no free will bug the bird squad is part of the few exceptions.

Crow:

-technically the oldest

-is a fair bit bigger than his sibs

-grumpy

-kids and hatchlings are his soft spot

-very protective of his siblings, especially Raven

-wants to leave the AAHW out of necessity. With none of the bird squad being part of the hivemind and Raven being a runt puts them at risk of being ’terminated’

Jay:

-a goofy older sister to Raven

-very chatty. Will talk your ear off if you give her the chance

-super friendly. She’s not the nicest at first, often coming off as rude, but is super nice one she gets to know you

-give her a plushie and you will have stolen her heart

Robin:

-spotty floofy boi

-if it weren’t for the fact that they don’t look too similar, you would think Robin and Jay were twins

-a little more laid back and easy going than Jay

-he’s very loud and has lots of trouble with lowering his speaking volume

Sparrow:

-not exactly cowardly, but does tend to run from fight

-would rather talk it out than fight

-gets scared very easily (Hank scares him so much)

-is quite shy and tends to keep to themself

Hawk and Falcon:

-came out of the same cloning vat. Very much twins even though they don’t look too similar

-have some sort of twintuision where one always knows where the other is

-Hawk is very quiet, and keeps to themself, while Falcon is very loud, and shares pretty much any and all info about them

-both are very smart in their own aspects, but have one shared braincell when together

-when together they do increasingly stupid things

#Have stuff about my birds #They are all from my flight rising au #I love these guys so much you don’t even know #Flight Rising au #Madness Combat au

[kabbal]

Oukisson lé jan : une énième analyse du trailer de Kv1

Où je tire des conclusions sans doute erronées sur qui est où et avec qui.

On va pas se mentir : je ne vais pas révolutionner le débat avec des découvertes incroyables. L’objectif, c’est de recouper les infos et spéculer un peu. Pour ça, on va se baser sur les trois sources disponibles à l’heure où j’écris ce post :

Le trailer sortit le 22 janvier 2020

Le magazine Première paru en juin 2020

Les titres de la bande-son communiqués en octobre 2020

Avec tout ça, on va essayer de comprendre où pourraient se situer les différents groupes de personnages durant ce premier volet de la saga Kaamelott.

C’est parti mon kiki.

La Mer Rouge

On va commencer dans la partialité la plus totale avec mon chouchou Vénec, ligoté au mât d’un bateau :

La localisation précise de cet endroit correspond sans doute à “L’Abordage en Mer Rouge” décrit par la tracklist. Vénec n’y est pas tout seul : on peut remarquer la présence de deux bateaux. Un à la voile blanche, où se trouve un homme aux cheveux longs que nous allons appeler Jack Sparrow :

Et un autre, à la voile rouge mais surtout muni d’un petit toit à l’arrière qu’on retrouve dans nombre d’autres plans :

Le toit se retrouve par exemple ici lorsque Jack Sparrow asperge d’eau notre Vénec national, ce qui me conduit à penser que l’abordage a été fait - et réussi - par le bateau blanc sur le bateau rouge. Autre détail intéressant, on peut voir un homme habillé de noir entre Vénec et Jack Sparrow :

C’est probablement Guillaume Galienne, qu’on voit ici sur le même bateau à toit dans un costume correspondant :

Donc à la mer Rouge, nous avons : Vénec, Guillaume Galienne et Jack Sparrow.

La Carmélide

Il est tant de traverser tout le monde connu pour se rendre en Carmélide, dans ce qui est probablement le fief de Léodagan et Séli. On peut voir cette dernière en compagnie d’Elias, l’air d’observer quelque chose :

C’est peut-être l’attaque Burgonde en cours, explicitée par le cri du Roi Burgonde, ainsi que les titres de deux morceaux de la bande-son : “Une attaque Burgonde” et “Une autre attaque Burgonde”.

Mais peut-être ce conflit va-t-il se résoudre avec un bon banquet final à la Astérix, puisqu’on peut voir Séli en train de lever sa coupe au milieu banquet impliquant beaucoup de gens dont les costumes me rappellent ceux du Roi Burgonde. 

En plus de notre picte préférée, on peut voir dans le banquet cette femme :

J’ai deux théories à son sujet : soit c’est la tante de Léodagan mentionnée dans “Le Magnanime” par Guenièvre, soit c’est “la petite copine qu’était Burgonde” venue retrouver son amie d’enfance et sceller la paix entre leurs deux puissances.

Donc en Carmélide nous avons : Séli, Elias, les Burgondes (dont certainement leur roi), une femme à l’allégeance inconnue.

l’Aquitaine 

On passe de l’autre côté de la mer pour rejoindre l’Aquitaine, nommée dans la bande-son par le morceau “Marche Aquitaine” et identifiée par la présence de son Duc dans le trailer :

Je crois aussi que la glycine qui pend au-dessus de cette réunion est un petit indice pour nous indiquer un climat plus clément. Les convives de ladite réunion ne sont pas tous identifiables, même si on peut facilement reconnaitre le Duc à son chapeau, ainsi qu’une femme qui est probablement la Duchesse d’Aquitaine. 

En plus d’eux, on peut voir trois silhouettes à la droite du Duc, dont une assise qui est probablement Arthur, à juger de sa coiffure et de son profil (même si Guillaume Galienne pourrait aussi être un candidat possible). Les deux silhouettes debout derrière lui sont probablement des hommes, dont l’un est vêtu d’une cape de fourrure. Il pourrait éventuellement s’agir d’un des personnages à chapeau pointu de métal que l’on voit dans le trailer : peut-être même Léodagan ou Calogrenant. Quoique, la première image semble indiquer que le personnage de gauche a des cheveux noirs et courts, ce qui n’est pas le cas de notre duo de rois.

En Aquitaine, nous avons donc : Le Duc et la Duchesse, sans doute Arthur (ou Guillaume Galienne), deux personnages inconnus. 

Le Maghreb 

J’aimerai pouvoir offrir une zone géographique plus restreinte, mais les informations que nous avons à ce jour ne nous le permettent pas. Cette localisation englobe donc deux groupes. D’abord celui mené par Clovis Cornillac à travers le désert :

Dans lequel se trouvent deux personnages inconnus, un aux cheveux courts et un plus long. 

L’autre groupe, lui, correspond selon moi au “Wasi” de la bande-son, un wadi étant une vallée aride d’Afrique du nord. La présence de reliefs rocheux me mène à conclure que c’est à cet endroit que ce réfère cette dénomination.

On y retrouve deux femmes habillées richement et pourvues d’une escorte. j’ai deux théories à leur sujet : soit elles viennent voir quelqu’un et apportent des cadeaux, soit elles viennent s’installer dans le village que l’on peut voir plus bas. 

Elles sont aussi entourées de soldats romains, ce qui indique la présence romaine dans cet endroit. Prisonnières ou invitées ?

Ces mêmes soldats romains peuvent être vus postés autour d’une troupe occupée à s’entrainer. Leur tunique brune me rappelle vaguement celle des miliciens de l’urbaine dans le livre VI : peut-être un camp d’entraînement ? Voire même celui de la légion d’Afrique, dans laquelle Arthur a servi dans sa jeunesse. Il pourrait donc s’agir d’un flash-back des années de service de notre souverain breton. Ou bien ce sont des soldats locaux entraînés par les restes de l’armée romaine dans un but inconnu.

Au Maghreb, on a donc : dans le désert, Clovis Cornillac et ses deux compagnons ; dans le wadi, les deux femmes riches et leur suite, ainsi que l’armée romaine.

La Bretagne enneigée

Difficile de savoir si toute cette neige est due à la saison ou bien si c’est celle du microclimat qui entoure Excalibur. En tous cas, cette zone est infestée d’hommes en blanc, ce qui indique la probable assise de Lancelot sur la région.

On y retrouve la nouvelle table ronde, sans doute menée par Gauvain et Lionel de Gaunes, stupéfaits de l’arrivée d’un nouveaux personnage :

Ce personnage, c’est sans doute Arthur, qui s’affiche ici sur fond blanc avec une silhouette qui est probablement celle de Lionel.

C’est rendu encore plus évident avec cette photo, où on distingue très clairement la neige et les arbres fins qui entourent la nouvelle table ronde :

Peut-être Arthur n’est-il pas venu seul, puisqu’on peut le voir ici avec le Duc, habillés chaudement et en train de ramasser du petit bois dans un paysage enneigé. Qui sait, peut-être le Duc va-t-il siéger à la nouvelle table ronde ?

Enfin, un dernier personnage semble goûter aux plaisirs hivernaux : Guillaume Galienne, dont le personnage a dû bien voyager durant le film pour passer de la mer Rouge à ce paysage enneigé. La cage qu’il traine derrière lui semble contenir un au plusieurs prisonniers : peut-être Vénec, amené à Lancelot pour obtenir la prime promise en échange de sa capture.

En Bretagne, on peut donc sans doute espérer trouver : Arthur, Gauvain, Lionel, le Duc, Guillaume Galienne, peut-être Vénec ou un autre prisonnier.

La Tour 

Cette tour en ruine surveillée par plusieurs hommes en blanc doit avoir une certaine importance pour les personnages. peut-être s’agit-il des ruines de Kaamelott, détruit selon les instructions de Méléagant (”Tout. La forteresse, les alliances politiques, la table ronde, et surtout les chevaliers.”) ou bien d’un autre lieu symbolique (peut-être le château de Bénoïc, siège de Ban, le père de Lancelot) Le climat y semble plus clément, ce qui pourrait indiquer qu’on se trouve en effet sur le continent.

C’est peut-être la même tour qu’escalade un personnage encapé qui, à en contre la bande-son, n’est nul autre qu’Arthur (”Arthur à la Tour”)

A la tour, nous avons : Arthur et des hommes en blanc.

La Cour de Lancelot 

Si on ne voit pas Lancelot lui-même, on peut sans doute le deviner dans la silhouette en armure blanche ici en arrière plan :

Autour de la table se trouve un assortiment de personnages : Loth, Dagonet, Blaise :

Mais aussi le Jurisconsulte :

Ce qui permet de situer cette fenêtre de laquelle il semble préparer un mauvais coup à la cour de Lancelot. Difficile de dire si ce dernier occupe encore Kaamelott où s’il a migré ailleurs ; en tout cas, il habite du dur.

Le personnage interprété par Sting est probablement de la partie, comme le suggère la carte autour de laquelle tous ces personnages se rassemble.

Difficile d’identifier ce personnage, même si ses fourrures et sa coiffure m’évoquent le nord : un Scandinave ? Peut-être un Saxon ou un Angle, déjà mentionnés par la série, avec qui Lancelot tenterait de sceller une alliance. 

Quand à la carte qui réunit tout ce beau monde, j’ai du mal à identifier de quelle région il s’agit. Les motifs de flocons de neige indiquent à priori un pays froid. J’ai essayé de comparer le tracé du fleuve à différents cours d’eau européens, mais difficile de dire de laquelle il s’agit, ou même si c’est une rivière existante.

A la cour de Lancelot, on peut donc trouver : Lancelot, Loth, Père Blaise, Dagonet, le Jurisconsulte, Sting. 

Les Geôles

C’est encore une fois la bande-son qui nous permet d’identifier le lieu sombre dans lequel se trouve Mevanwi, avec le morceau “Mevanwi aux geôles”. Rien ne permet d’affirmer qu’ils s’agit de celles de Lancelot, même si ce ne serait pas illogique que Mevanwi lui ai offert ses services d’enchanteuse, puisque nous avons vu qu’Elias se trouvait avec le clan de Carmélide. La présence d’un homme en blanc vient sans doute confirmer ce fait.

La lumière bleue qu’on peut voir derrière elle me fait fortement penser à celle qu’on retrouve derrière ce Merlin paniqué. Est-il prisonnier de Lancelot ? En tant qu’enchanteur, ce serait logique que Mevanwi vienne le voir. De plus, la présence dans la tracklist d’un morceau “Merlin le Cartographe” me fait facilement penser à la carte déballée plus haut par Sting (même si j’avoue que ce lien est un peu tiré par les cheveux)

Autre lieu baigné d’un éclairage bleu et se rapportant aux geôles : la fameuse cage qui a donné naissance à tant de théories. 

Je ne vais pas m’avancer dans des spéculations à son sujet, mais cela ferait du sens qu’elle se trouve aussi dans le domaine de Lancelot, caractérisé par des couleurs sombres et froides. 

Dans les geôles, nous avons donc : Mevanwi, la personne dans la cage, et peut-être Merlin.

Les Implaçables 

Une série de personnages que je n’arrive pas à situer dans un lieu précis, mais qui peuvent être regroupés de manière intéressante.

Les chapeaux pointus

On retrouve l’indéfectible duo Léodagan-Calogrenant dans un accoutrement un peu étrange, en compagnie d’un nouveau personnage à l’air bien énervé. 

Si le gros plan sur le visage de Léodagan nous empêche de dire où il se trouve, son comparse Calogrenant semble se trouver dans un endroit rocheux, peut-être une caverne ou un souterrain. 

En plus de cela, il se trouve face à un personnage flou qui pourrait bien être Séli, vu la couleur de ses vêtements. Cela placerait Calo et son collègue en Carmélide, sans doute dans leur château.

Neil Astier

Un personnage au centre d’un bon paquet de théorie, mais qui m’énerve particulièrement parce que j’ai du mal à le placer quelque part. Sur ce premier plan, on peut le voir dans l’embrasure d’une fenêtre, avec en fond une fortification au milieu des rochers. Je trouve qu’elle ressemble très vaguement aux habitations du wadi, mais la gamme de couleurs est très différente, ce qui indique soit un autre lieu, soit un autre moment de la journée.

Encore un nouveau personnage dont on ignore tout, sinon qu’elle partage un scène avec Neil Astier.

Enfin, on voit le petit tracer à travers des bois qui m’évoquent plus nos bonnes vieilles forêts. Peut-être est-il en Bretagne ? 

Les Tanneurs

Qui sont ces gens ? Les couleurs de l’environnement m’évoque celles de l’Aquitaine, mais sinon je n’ai aucune idée de ce qui se passe à l’image.

Choc Frontal

C’est très certainement la Dame du Lac que l’on voit se faire renverser par un homme armé dans ce clip très court. Les montagnes en fond m’évoque celles que l’on voit dans les décors de la Carmélide, ce qui indiquerait qu’elle est restée en Bretagne.

(Aussi, c’est marrant mais le mec à gauche avec une petite toque, il me fait penser à Caius)

Indiana John

L’endroit qu’explore cet aventurier correspond peut-être au morceau “Sous la Bretagne” de la bande-son, à moins qu’il ne s’agisse plutôt des “Ravins de la Mort”.

La femme au mohican

Qui est cette femme qui apparait seule à l’écran ? Sa coiffure et ses fourrures rappellent celles de Sting, ce qui pourrait vouloir dire qu’il s’agit de son bras droit, sa fille, sa sœur ou sa femme.

On peut voir ici un peu de son armure, dont le côté un peu déstructuré collerait bien à un peuple guerrier et sauvage. 

Les Enthousiastes

Ces hommes en armure pleins d’entrain me font me poser de nombreuses questions. Vu la forme de certains des casques et leur côté mal rasé, je dirai que ce sont des hommes de Sting, donc des Scandinaves ou un autre peuple cité dans la série.

Les Semi-Croustillants

Difficile de dire où se trouve le duo le plus iconique de la série. On peut les voir dans deux lieux différents : un endroit sombre qui peut être un souterrain ou un intérieur très sombre, en compagnie d’un homme difficilement identifiable.

Puis en extérieur, aux prises avec les hommes en blanc : 

C’est sans doute le même lieu qu’on peut apercevoir ici en noir et blanc. Perceval et Karadoc se tiennent au milieu d’une clairière (peut-être la “Clairière près de Gaunes” de la bande-son ?)

Sur l’image suivante, on peut voir Alexandre Astier dans un manteau de qualité qui suggère qu’il ne joue pas dans la scène en question : on peut donc s’attendre à ce qu’il ne passe pas la majorité du film avec Perceval et Karadoc.

En plus de nos deux zigotos, on peut deviner le visage de notre chevalier au grand coeur et petit cerveau préféré : le seul, l’unique, Hervé de Rinel. S’est-t-il joint aux Semi-croustillants, bouclant ainsi la boucle de sa rencontre avec Perceval dans le livre VI ? A-t-il juste suivi le mouvement sans trop comprendre ? Mystère et boule de gomme.

Le clan des Semi-croustillants compte donc parmi ses membres Perceval, Karadoc et potentiellement Hervé de Rinel.

Conclusion

C’est ici que s’achève ce gros morceau d’analyse. Hâte de voir le film pour découvrir mon ration de raison/tort.

#kaamelott #kv1 #kv1 spoilers #c'est long je préviens #non mais sérieux

[theimpossibleg1rl]

The Perfect Weapon | Mini Series

Bucky Barnes x OFC Frankie Chambers

Warnings: angst, mentions of violence, blood and death, smut

She couldn’t remember.

The memories weren’t blurry. They were gone. Completely gone. Anything before they took her just didn’t exist anymore. She cried, sobbed. Her pigtails had come loose. She was still in the pink pajamas. Begging, pleading for her mama. “Wipe her,” the man with the mustache told the other two men. She struggled against them the best she could. But she was only eight.

Twelve years under their thumb. Doing as she was told without hesitation. Failure equaled pain, disobedience equaled pain. She didn’t want to hurt, so she did what they wanted her to. Nearly four years with the Black Widows. Ballet every morning. Training every evening. The others feared the man with the metal arm. But she’d found it fascinating. Beautiful almost.

“You prepared little Sparrow?,” he asked in thick Russian. Voice muffled by the mask. Only his eyes were visible. “Ready, Soldat.” Perfect Little Soldier Two years with him. Determined to impress him. Strong, stubborn. Vigilant. He’d never really hurt her, but her tiny body would ache nonetheless.

She wanted to show him she could do it. Every day. The same routine until she finally took him down. “Little warrior,” he praised, “good job, Sparrow.” She’d beamed at his praise, green eyes bright. She’d done it. Finally done it. Then he began to be a bit more ruthless. A little more aggressive with her. He wanted her to do her best.

Twelve years old. Siberia. That she remembered. She didn’t show any fear, any nerves. If she did, they’d hurt her. Weapons don’t feel She trained harder. Diligent. Determined to be the best. Solokov favored her over the others. The Winter Soldiers. She’d gone above and beyond. Tiny thing could take down grown men. No one suspected her. That made her the perfect weapon.

“You’ll train with him,” he told her, opening the door to the dank, dim room. It smelled like blood, iron in her nostrils. Death. The looming figure against the windows, back to her. Metal arm gleaming in the tiny bit of light coming through. Her Soldat. “When you’re ready,” she told him in smooth Russian.

He turned to her. Recognition in his deep blue eyes. She’d grown since he’d seen her. “Sparrow,” he spoke and she nodded. He knew her. “They say you’ve progressed. Show me.” Fire in her green eyes. Fighting stance. She’d show him that her hard work had paid off.

He had her on the hard ground before she could make a move. “Too slow,” he growled. “Sorry, Soldat.” Two more times, her head hurting from the concrete floor. And then she had him. “Good,” he said, stern but something underneath. Pride, maybe? “The Widows taught you well. But you need to be clean. More precise. The enemy will not give you a chance.”

She spent the next few years training with him on and off. Growing stronger, better. Faster. The serum making her a beast. Solokov didn’t miss the connection between them. A partnership. An understanding. Something deep. He had no idea the bond that had formed between the soldiers.

****

Eighteen. Tenth mission with the Soldat. They were a vicious pair. Deadshots. Focused. Terrifying. The safehouse was warm in contrast to the Siberian blizzard outside. He’d started a fire for them. She was wrapped in a threadbare blanket. Luckily the serum kept her semi warm. Things had begun to change between them. Something deeper.

He’d been cautious at first. Thought of her as fragile. Like glass. She’d accepted it, but she craved more. Something else. She wanted him to understand. She wanted to take his pain, wanted him to take her. “We should sleep,” he told her, side still bleeding a bit from the knife wound. She’d cleaned it best she could. No one else could touch him. No one but her. The Soldier trusted her.

“Keep me warm,” she muttered and he pulled her into his arms. One warm, one cool. The contrast always made her shiver. “I need you tonight.” His words were always simple. He didn’t mince words with her. He always said what he wanted. Needed. “It’s yours, Soldier. You know it is.” His nimble hands undressed her. Tracing every curve, committing it to memory. “Gotta remember,” he’d tell her, “so deep that they can’t wipe it away.”

Mapping her body out, determined to remember it. Every freckle. Every sound she made. Her breathy moans. It enraptured him. Sweetest music. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, eyes trailing his hands, soaking it all in. He needed to remember her. “Sparrow. Let me hear you tonight.” He wanted to go slow, soft. Gentle, careful. But she’d had enough of it.

“Take it out on me.” His eyes flickered to hers, brows furrowed. “I mean it. All of it. Use me, Soldat. All your pain, your anger. Your frustration. Use me.” He nodded. He understood. He wanted that. So he did. Hard, rough. Making her screams echo off the walls. Her ability bursting from her, making the windows shake. His hand on her throat, squeezing. Making her whimper.

Harder, deeper. Orgasm after orgasm. Her body shook, but she let him have his way. Hours of it. His pain transferring to her. She’d take it, she told him. So he gave it away. Feral, primal. Animalistic. Rolling her over to her hands and knees. Hand in her hair, pulling so hard she saw stars. Hitting impossibly deep. He’d never know satisfaction like this. Like she was made just for him.

And so it went. Every mission the same. Especially when he was hurt. Or slipped up in some way. “Use me,” she’d tell him. So he did. Over and over. Four, five times a night. Wearing her out completely. Breaking her, making her his. Marks littered her shoulders and neck. And when they’d heal, he’d make new ones. His, she was his.

Back at base, it was more of the same. She’d be the only one he’d let tend to his wounds. No one else dare come close. He’d go feral, aggressive. Fight them. So Solokov relented. “Let him have the Sparrow.” She could soothe the screams, the nightmares, so they’d lead her into his cell. He’d curl himself around her. “Take my pain, Sparrow.” And she would.

In the morning, they’d come. Rip her from him. He’d scream for her. “Mine! She’s mine!” Growling, going completely insane. Sometimes leaving guards for dead. She’d cry, fighting them. Cry for her soldier. Beg them to let her go back. “He needs me!” Always the same. Every day. Pain, anger. She knew it would come to a head.

He’d overheard them. Solokov wanted to send her to Moscow. Alone. He’d discovered what they’d done. The Soldat had defiled his precious little soldier. He couldn’t let them. She’d cried, held onto him, but he was determined. He had to, he’d told her. It was the only way. He couldn’t give her what she deserved. He’d never be able to.

Tears fell, hot and angry down her cheeks. “You can come,” she’s told him, but he’d refused. He couldn’t save her from them, so he had to free her. He held the door open, but she held onto him. “Please, Soldat,” she begged, sobbing. Hurting. She needed him. He needed her. They couldn’t exist without each other. But he pulled her from him. “Go. Go on. Fly little Sparrow.”

So she did.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x ofc #bucky barnes series #bucky barnes mini series #marvel au #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes smut #bucky x ofc #the perfect weapon

[ieatmovies]

MULAN (2020)

Énième adaptation live-action programmée par un Disney avide de recycler ses succès animés passés, MULAN débarque sur la plateforme de streaming américaine Disney+, pour la "modique" somme de 30 dollars : on ne débattra pas ici de la directive financière de la firme de Mickey, ni de la chaotique distribution du film... Enfin, bon, 30 DOLLARS QUOI !!! Mais passons. Avec son casting gratiné mais vieillissant -Donnie Yen, Jet Li, venant assurer l'encaissementde leur cachet en délivrant le minimum syndical-, le long-métrage de Niki Caro va, sans sans gêne aucune, accumuler des choix discutables, allant de l'abondance de couches et de filtres graphiques inégaux -flou, net, écrans verts et découpages hasardeux- au summum de l'incohérence : simplifiant sa trame narrative au maximum -le "chi" de son héroïne-, il faudra passer outre les coups d'épée répétés sans que la moindre goutte de sang vienne entacher vôtre écran, Disney oblige. Téléphoné, stéréotypé, on a du mal à croire en cette Chine surcolorée ou le bad guy grimé en sous-Jack Sparrow va mener ses troupes de soldats habillés de noir -et capables de courir à la verticale sur les murs- pour défaire l'Empire : pire, le scénario va se dérouler aussi aisément que votre rouleau de papier toilette, réduisant les intéractions des personnages aux clichés déjà vus de tout film générique d'origine asiatique de guerre ou d'aventure que l'on a croisé ailleurs. Pas badass pour un sou, la pauvre Mulan sera guidée par un phénix, emblème familial/guide onirique looké comme à la gay pride : attention, on ne critique pas la communauté concernée, mais bel et bien un design artistique agressif pour la rétine du dit oiseau de légende ! La guerrière ne pose pas non plus son statut de femme émancipée, préférant s'agenouiller devant l'Empereur et et revenir sagement vers sa famille malgré ses nombreux exploits patriotiques guidés par une naïveté irritante de bêtise. Pas besoin de dresser un comparatif avec le dessin animé connu de tous, dont cette adaptation fait enfin disparaître l'insupportable Mushu et autres chansons inhérentes au cahier des charges made in Disney -les seules raisons d'aimer ce film ?- : à nouveau, les fans hardcore du matériau d'origine y préféreront la version de 1998, comme ce fut le cas pour l'idiot CENDRILLON (2015) ou encore l'indigeste ALADDIN sorti l'an dernier. Quant à nous, on se rematera volontiers en ronchonnant le ce bon vieux AZUMI (2003), prétextant que ce MULAN cuvée 2020 est aussi bon et inutile que l'échec LA GRANDE MURAILLE (2016) -THE GREAT WALL en V.O.-: en effet, c'est pas ouf, et le soulagement prend le dessus dès lors que le générique de fin se lance. Un ratage presque total, dispensable pour toute personne ayant faim de récit épique de qualité.

HUE L'ÂNE/20

#critiquedefilm #cinema #movie #review #mulanfilm #niki caro

[randomperson351]

Bucharest - BB

Summary - The Winter Soldier and The Sparrow are laying low from Hydra in Bucharest. Together they learn how to reintegrate into society through simple tasks.

Note - ‘The Sparrow’  is a female super soldier assassin trained alongside Bucky in Hydra. They were trained to take each other down incase one of them got out of control, she was there to help Soldat kill Steve, but they fell out of the helicarrier and ended up in Romania where they rent an apartment and spend their days learning how to live again.

I don’t live in Romania nor am I Romanian so any information here about Romania is from Google. If any of it is wrong, don’t be afraid to tell me so I can correct it!

Any words or sentences in Italics means it’s supposed to be Russian but I don’t speak Russian and I don’t want Google translate to get it wrong so just pretend it’s in Russian or whatever language I specify.

Do not repost or rewrite any of my work. Minors and ageless blogs get blocked.

This is an original series/oneshot that I am writing based off of the Captain America films, the female assassin is my character, all other rights of the characters to Marvel.

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Italics = Russian

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“Here.” Soldat held a hand of clothes out to Sparrow and waited for her to take them from him.

“What’s this?” She asked confused, looking up from her position sat on the end of the single bed.

“Dry clothes, we need to start getting warm again.” Soldat told her, turning around to go and change into his own set that he’d stolen in the bathroom.

Silently they changed, feeling no urge to make conversation after the helicarrier incident.

When Soldat emerged from the bathroom he was in a simple shirt and joggers, Sparrow rose to meet him.

"So what now?" She asked.

"Now we lay low. We need to sort out sleeping arrangements first though." Soldat looked over at the one single bed and small sofa that he could already feel his back cramping at.

She followed his gaze and saw the tension in his shoulders. "I'll take the sofa, you take the bed."

"No-"

"Look at the size of you compared to me. You'll hardly fit to sit down let alone sleep, we can switch every other week if that makes you feel more comfortable." She suggested.

Soldat said nothing for a moment, then seemed to come to an agreement and nodded his head.

"We should sleep, we can figure something out for food in the morning."

Sparrow nodded and walked to the sofa, taking a thin blanket as a cover. Soldat got in the bed, of which he took up all of it, and pulled the covers around him.

The curtains had been closed the minute they stepped foot in the rundown apartment, lights off (bar one) and the front door locked and barricaded with the dining chairs.

"Are we going back?" Sparrow asked into the dark once the solitary light had been switched off.

"Back?"

"To the base?"

It was silent in the room for a moment.

"No. We're never going back, ever. No more killing."

"No more killing." She whispered back in the safety of the dark.

No more killing.

#randomperson351 #bucky barnes series #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes bucharest series #bucky barnes drabble #bucharest prequel #assassins to lovers #do not repost #bucky barnes x female oc

[lesgrandsarretsdelajpbolosses]

CE, 17 févr. 1995, Hardouin et Marie

cette décision c’est du 2 en 1 magueule, le head and shoulders des arrêts du conseil d’état. et comme pour le head and shoulders, tout le monde il ouvre sa grande bouche mais y a pas un raclo pour te dire comment ça marche. c’est pour ça que je suis la mamène, reste calme, comme avec ta reus, on va y aller en douceur.

c’est l’histoire de deux bolosses de première. dans la famille gros ksos je demande monsieur hardouin et monsieur marie.

monsieur hardouin d’abord, il est marin sur un navire de guerre, le problème c’est que jack sparrow, c’est comme ton daron après 10h du matin, il tient mal la tise. et ce jour là, capitaine flam il s’est mis une grosse race. le genre tellement violent il capte plus rien, il s’croit sur le black pearl. l’alcool sale ça passe quand c’est tonton au réveillon de noël mais sur le titanic les mecs sont carrément moins chauds. ils ont même pas approché l’éthylotest de sa bouche que le truc clignote vert fluo c’est one, two, three, viva algérie. le commandant cousteau il a la haine il lui fout 10 jours d’arrêt dans la gueule. sur le coup capitaine haddock il comprend r il est là genre ok ok gros va bien niquer ta mère surtout. mais quand il se réveille le lendemain c’est la hess de ouf, il est en mode tryo, désolé pour hier d’avoir fini à l’envers, promis demain j’arrête de boire. il va voir le commandant genre ça va poto, sur le coran j’ai compris la leçon, mais cousteau veut rien entendre. du coup il s’dit ok ben tu veux la jouer askeum, rien à battre fréro, on verra ça au tribunal.

monsieur marie ensuite, un bon gros fdp aussi. déjà le mec est en zonzon, ça commence mal. il est au chtar à fleury, c’est un vrai le sang. le mec un jour comme ça oklm il dit wesh-wesh il est dégueu votre service médical à fleury là, elle est où la petite infirmière sexy à la prison break? nous on a récupéré l’infirmière de titeuf croisée avec un pokémon, elle te file un doliprane tu ressors avec le tétanos stp. bref le directeur de la prison il l’a mal pris sa mère, en plus il était en train de la gérer grave l’infirmière en soumsoum. du coup il lui fout 8 jours au mitard à narvalo pour lui apprendre la vie. il s’est fait bouyaver violent, jamais vu as. et comme pour hardouin, le mec il file rdv au tribunal au directeur de la prison pour un octogone sans règle.

voilà le topo, on a nos deux gigolos de service là, l’un comme l’autre se sont pris la hagra de leur life, et l’un comme l’autre ils veulent se la jouer madame le juge votre honneur la vie de ma reum on m’a rot-ca j’suis innocent. de là l’histoire elle est toute écrite, que ce soit chez le soldat ryan ou en zonzon le tarif c’est le même : les sanctions disciplinaires tu négocies pas, c’est des mesures d’ordre intérieur, le chef il te la met comme il veut, avec ou sans vaseline.

mais là, la vie de ma mère c’est le truc de trop, j’sais pas si c’est pcq les deux affaires tombent en même temps ou quoi, ou si l’mec du conseil d’état il avait aussi choppé le tétanos à fleury avec roudoudou mais en tt cas les keums ils te renversent la table, c’est un s’beul je t’en parle même pas. le conseil d’état il te fait un revirement de jurisprudence même ta mère elle tourne pas autant. il dit vas-y là j’suis bouillant, j’accepte de checker des mesures d’ordre intérieur. zarma le directeur de prison et le commandant du navire ils ont rien chouffé ces baltringues.

bon hardouin il s’est quand même fait bolosser sévère pcq faut pas déconner nn plus il avait tellement d’alcool dans le sang ça pourrait être un cousin à orelsan, mais marie il a tout défoncé, les mecs ont regardé vite zef des photos de pikachu et ils étaient en mode « ah ouais comeme ».

c’est jack sparrow et la malédiction de la tise, c’est pikachu attaque tétanos à fleury, c’est l’extension du contrôle administratif aux mesures d’ordre intérieur, c’est Conseil d'État, 17 février 1995, Hardouin et Marie.

#droit public