#At least part of him was definitely like “motherfucker I didn't want this”
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Someone: well if it isn't the boy who lived twice
Harry's angsty ass probably: tbh I was kinda hoping I wouldn't the second time
#harry potter#the boy who lived#sassy harry#Listen that boy was fed up by the fourth book like you mean to tell me he was happy to wake up in the forest#At least part of him was definitely like “motherfucker I didn't want this”#“voldy you had one job and you keep failing”#On a serious note he was definitely not happy to be alive like boy was struggling and nobody really cared#The scene with dumblewhore after Sirius dies is fucking gutting every time
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Restroom
(A/n: theres a suprise at the end HEHEHE)
Warnings: implied exhibitionism, masturbating, implied group sex, language, reader is a dirty motherfucker, I think thats all?
Not proof read❗
Wc: 1,711
"Listen y/n you're just a fucking stylist okay? You only make their outfits, not their boner." You think to yourself as you watch the boys dance and sing on the dimly lit stage with your eyes filled with guilt and lust combined together, rubbing your thighs together to hopefully get rid of the pool that has formed in between them but it wouldn't work, definitely not when they're thrusting they hips up in the air and throwing their heads back.
Is that what it looks like when their fucking you? The cold air around you is starting to feel humid just by the thought of it. Part of you feels guilty for thinking about your coworkers in such a disgusting way but another part of you swears that if no one was around right now you would be touching yourself wishing it was their hands instead of your own, moaning their name as loud as you can.
I mean, it's not like anyone can hear you over Stays screams and their loud singing.You weren't gonna do until you saw them sweating because of the dances they were doing and DAMN what wouldn't you do to lick it off of them. You couldn't just brush that off so, like any normal human being, you just went into the restroom to let go of that steam. Touching yourself in all ways that you want them to touch you, taking your hand up to your boobs to grab and squeeze one of them, grinding on your hands as you were fingering yourself, imagining how much better you could feel if it was the idols doing it. You knew their cocks would be much longer than your fingers and how much ecstasy they would give you making your eyes roll back at the thought.
Your silent moans of each of their names becoming louder while you come undone on your fingers, your hair sticking onto your forehead because of your sweat. And of course you will never admit this but a small part of you wanted at least one of them to come backstage and hear your dirty pleas and then go into the bathroom with you to give you that pleasure you wanted. No. needed so bad.
And the thing is… they did hear. All of them heard you when they came backstage to take a break and change costumes.
Well actually, Han was the one that heard it through the music that was playing outside and loud fans singing along. He was "walking" running towards the bathroom feeling like he would combust if he didn't use it right away, but when he got there he heard a sensual moan coming from a voice that he was very familiar with. Your voice. He first thought he was going crazy until he looked around without moving to only see you missing so he knows that it must be you.
Then, he heard his name spill out of your mouth so gracefully. Causing his eyes to roll back to his head as he silently groaned, palming his already hard on (he's whipped for you fr). Suddenly he didn't need to pee but he did need to be inside of you, he needed to hear you say his name while watching you crumble and fall apart on his cock.
"G-guys" Han stumbled on his own words, coming out as a mere whisper.
The members all looked at him. Giving him a look of concern before walking up to him. "What's wr-" Chan was talking before he got interrupted by a moan from the restroom but unlike Han, he instantly knew it was you. "Ah again really?" Chan sighed while putting his head in his hand. "Wait.. AGAIN? You're telling me this isn't the first time? And you KNEW ABOUT IT?" Han yelled, giving Chan a confused and shocked stare, causing Chan to cover the boy's mouth shut.
And Chan in fact did know about your dirty secret but the thing was.. you didn't know he knew and Han mentioning it made him think of when he caught you in the act. It was when they were supposed to be in the middle of performing but chan had accidentally ripped his shorts while dancing so he went backstage sweating and panting and walking through all of the staff offering him water that he definitely needed but he just needed to find you so he can go back on stage and have fun with his members and stay. But you were nowhere to be found, he couldn't find you anywhere.
He asked other staff about your whereabouts but none of them knew about your disappearance either. so, he kept looking around in hopes to be able to find you to fix his pants ASAP. But then, when he passed the restroom he heard someone say something that sounded like Felix's name from the restroom and sounded like a moan? He thought he was hearing things until he heard his name come out of a voice that he knew too well and of course it was you.
He felt his pants become tighter despite the huge hole in them. Fuck you sounded so good and it was because of him and his members. It was because of him. He needed to make you scream louder for him, he needed you to beg for him to ruin you just like how you were doing in the restroom, he knew he could do better than your fingers and reach places you wish your fingers could reach.
"Hyung, you there?" Jeongin waves his hand up and down in front of Chan's face, resulting in Chan refocusing on his surroundings and instinctively slapping his hand away "You could've just told me to move my hand." "Yeah I'm sorry let's just go before she catches us right here and thinks we're creeps." The boys then hear the water in the bathroom sink turning on signaling you've finished, making them rush to any seat near them to make it as if they weren't just about to jerk off to your moans.
As you walk out you see the boys on their phones sitting in chairs that are way too close to the restroom for your comfort but you thought since you're not getting confronted by any of them you believed that either they didn't hear you or they just walked in but of course they didn't just walk in because wouldn't they have sweat on them and be drinking water? Either way at least they didn't catch you, right?
You went to get some water to cool off from your previous activity that you just finished and to your surprise, when you got back to the front there were no chairs left but you could've sworn there was a chair between Changbin and Chan.. but it's okay, things like that happens all the time so after getting the boys all together with their outfits you just stand while watching the clock. 30 more minutes until they leave again. Great, you have to deal with the pain standing up for 30 minutes.
When the boys were sure there wasn't anyone around, Chan gave Changbin a nod of approval as Changbin turned his head around to you before speaking "Y/n aren't you gonna sit?" "Oh no I'm fine you guys just finished performing you shouldn't have to get up because of me." You shook your hand side to side in a way to say "it's no biggie" but Changbin just chuckled while shaking his head "Who said anything about me getting up?" "Well if you weren't gonna get up why'd you say th-" You got cut off by Changbin pulling you to sit on his lap.
"B-Bin what the fuck?" You tried to move yourself to get up but his arms are wrapped around your waist and pulling you back down "Just relax." Changbin then put his head in the crook of your neck to place gentle kisses receiving a little whimper out of you in return "You okay? I'll stop if you don't want me to." "N-no it's not like that but what about-" "Us?" Chan says, putting his hand on your thigh, your breath getting caught in your throat at the sudden action as your eyes wided. Is this really happening? You think to yourself.
"We heard you in the bathroom, moaning our names-" Seungmin chuckles as he gets up from his seat to walk over to where you, Changbin, and Chan were, bending down to meet your eyes as he continues "you sounded like a slut." Oh shit. They did hear. "That's right baby girl we heard you" "it really wasn't that hard to hear you as loud as you were so here's just a little tip for you-" Chan goes to your ear to whisper the rest "the next time you decide to masturbate in a room full of people be a little bit quieter, yeah?" Your mind was so wrapped on Chan's breath fanning over your ear, you didn't realize that the rest of the members had walked over to you, their stares giving you goosebumps.
"Do you really want this Y/n?" Felix asks while going down on his knees, pushing your legs apart to slot his face in between them, peppering them with kisses as Changbin and Chan kisses down your neck "Yes please I want it so bad" You look down and feel your face get hotter as you feel Changbin finally bite down on your neck leaving a mark on your skin. Then, you look up and see Hyunjin looking into your eyes before setting his lips on yours, the kiss transforming from a gentle, cute kiss to a sloppy and deep makeout session.
Your hand goes up to Hyunjin's hair to pull him closer, letting out a little moan when you feel Felix's and Minho kissing on both of your thighs "Don't worry princess there's more where that came from" Felix says as his hand dips inside your thigh to rub his hand on your clothed clit making you arch your back, whining into the kiss when Minho stopped kissing your thigh.
"Felix, what are you waiting for? Give the slut what she wants" Minho orders.
Hope you liked the cliffhanger lmao I mean its Halloween so I had to be evil y'know?💀
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#stray kids smut#skz hard hours#skz smut#stray kids#seungmin smut#skz hard thoughts#changbin smut#hwang hyunjin smut#seungmin hard thoughts#minho hard thoughts#han jisung hard hours#bang chan smut#yang jeongin smut#skz felix smut#skz ot8 smut#skz ot8 ff#chan smut#lee minho smut#seo changbin smut#hyunjin smut#han jisung smut#lee felix smut#kim seungmin smut#jeongin smut
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WARNING: HUGE RANT AHEAD
As per the request from @nectar-cellar:
Oh boy prepare yourself for a foul-mouthed rant because I am MAD!!!! 😠😠😠😠 Not at you, NC. I love you. You can do no wrong in my eyes. 😘
No I am mad at this STUPID FUCKING SIM holy shit
OK FIRST OF ALL
He started life like THIS
What I can only describe as "Disney's Aladdin visits a dude ranch". Yes, I know I have used that exact outfit (minus the boots) for Roman before, shut up, you're not here to expose my hypocrisy, you're here to suffer with me because OH BOY DID I SUFFER.
Ok so he turned out like this. Not bad, you say? No. Bad. Very bad.
I SPENT TWO AND A HALF FUCKING HOURS ON THIS STUPID MOTHERFUCKER AND THERE'S STILL SOMETHING OFF ABOUT HIS FACE AND I CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHAT AND I PUT CONTOURING MAKEUP ON HIS FACE AND YOU CAN BARELY SEE IT BECAUSE FOR SOME REASON, THIS SKINTONE IS IMPOSSIBLE TO COLOR MATCH TONIGHT AND I DON'T KNOW WHY BECAUSE I'M USUALLY GREAT AT COLOR MATCHING FUCK THIS GUY
Yeah so I got him in Live Mode and there is just something about him that is pissing me right the fuck off and I don't know what it is. Is it the eyes? Are the eyes too big? Jaw too square? I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS AND IT'S PISSING ME OFF!!!!!!!!!! I really feel like the eyes are too big but I kept shrinking his eyes until he literally looked like this .👄. and it still didn't help.
I went in and out of CAS at least 7 times and I can't figure out what's off and I can't fix it and I HATE HIMMMMMMMMMM
"Who's made of pixels and sucks ass? This guy!"
"Don't you just love me?"
NO I WANT TO HIT YOU WITH A BUS
I know that making masc men is a challenge for me. This is not new information. It's been a problem for 20 years, it'll be a problem for 20 more. I know what I find attractive in a man, I just don't know what looks good on a Sim. Know what I mean? No? Stop being difficult, you know exactly what I mean.
I also tried using NC's new torso and oh boy that was an adventure because the torso is fire and his face is A FUCKING DISASTER. There is something about his head and his torso that are incongruous with each other and I don't. know. what. it. is. It's driving me crazy. No correction, it has DRIVEN me crazy, past tense. I am crazy now and this fucker is why!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LOOK AT THIS PIECE OF SHIT WHY DOESN'T HIS HEAD FIT WHAT DID I DO WRONG
I even expanded my slider multiples so I could fine tune things thinking that would help but no I think it made everything worse ESPECIALLY MY MENTAL HEALTH
I hate him. I HAAAAAAAAATEEE HIIIIIIIIIM
So by now you're like "Laura there's nothing wrong with him, Laura you're taking this too seriously, Laura he's fine" and I know. I KNOW! I STILL HATE HIM
And you're god dang right I put that fucker on a pole. If I get community labeled because of this shit heap, I'm gonna lose my shitting mind.
Literally fuck you, I hate you so much. I didn't even give you a name. Do you know what your name is? "Stupid asshole who won't behave" that's what your name is.
I even threw Monica the Devil Girl in there hoping that would help. It didn't.
Know what the worst part is?
I enjoyed this. I mean yeah sure I hated the whole process and I hate the result and I hate this Sim and in a minute, I'm going to have an alien Sim land a meteor on top of his head, but there's something really cathartic about just unloading all of your vitriol on a Sim, you know? And it was definitely a challenge and definitely out of my comfort zone. I'll have to keep trying until I make a male Sim (other than Roman and Aiden) that I'm happy with.
This was a learning experience for sure.
Piece of shit.
#sims 3#ts3#sims 3 gameplay#mine#adventures in cas#sims 3 cas#*breathes into a paper bag*#i'm fine everything's fine#gif warning
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Part 2 of Billy hates Health
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"Who THE FUCK put a fucking dildo in my locker ??"
Hargrove's voice is booming in the school hallway. It's between angry and .. what is it, amused ? Why is it fucking amused ?
Billy's turning away from the locker to scan the faces of those who happen to be around. People have heard the question. There are faint gasps and surprised giggles spreading across the hallway. Harrington pretends to be digging in his own locker searching for a book, although he's dying to see Billy's face right now. How pissed is he exactly? Or better yet, how embarrassed ? He can't look now though, not that fast at least, or he'll betray himself right away.
Some guys are gathering around Hargrove to take a look, and Tommy is of course the first one to put his nose inside Billy's locker
He's whistling
"Looks like you got yourself a secret admirer, man."
Carol is snickering and all the guys start laughing and whooping loudly, girls just hiding shocked giggles in their palms.
Steve thinks it's safe to watch the show unfold now. However, he quickly becomes disappointed.
Because that's definitely not the result he wished for.
Hargrove doesn't look embarrassed at all, what the hell. The motherfucker is grinning, like life has just got so much more interesting. He takes out a box with an average-size skin coloured dildo and raises it above his head for everyone to get a better view.
"Oh look, there's a bow wrapped around it!" Carol, Tina, Vicky and other girls are close to being hysterical now
"Didn't know this school had welcome gifts for newcomers. Not bad, Hawkins High, not bad at all."
"Why would anyone .. how would you even use it ..?" Carol's curious, for fuck's sake, Carol is blushing but Hargrove just looks entertained
"You're asking very good questions. Let me just .."
Billy bends and whispers something in Carol's ear while she covers her mouth in utter delight, eyes getting bigger and more illuminated
"Easy, bro!" Tommy is playfully shoving him away
"That's my girlfriend. Hands off." Carol looks intrigued and excited and not like she minds Billy whispering obscenities to her
"Sorry, man. My bad." Hargrove raises his hands in the air as if apologizing. He's still holding the box in one hand and throwing the other one around Tommy's shoulder, talking low so that only he and his significant other can hear him
"Maybe you and Carol can have some fun with that thing? I bet you can't get something like that around Hawkins. Someone must've put real effort into it."
Carol scrunches her nose in eager disgust, and Tommy looks interested but shakes his head, laughing
Billy looks around until his eyes lock with Steve's.
"Yo Harrington! Any idea how it got into my locker, man?"
Steve is shrugging his shoulders, lips curved in a mocking smile
"Nah."
Harrington can see that Billy wants to say some more but restrains himself
"I'll just keep it here in case anyone needs it .. for some fun and games."
There's a teacher turning the corner and walking towards the loud gathering of teens
The crowd disperses, Hargrove bangs his locker closed, people still laughing and joking about the whole thing
Nancy comes back from the bathroom
"What happened here?" She takes Steve by the hand.
"Ugh, nothing. That new guy just wants attention, as always."
"Let's get to class."
"Sure." Steve kisses his girlfriend's cheek.
"You seen it, man? The fucking sex toy??" Tommy is going to talk about it for a week.
Nancy speeds up and Steve has to follow.
Damn it. Fucking damn it! That is not the outcome Steve was hoping to achieve. He wanted to see Hargrove's face turn red, wanted others to make a couple of nasty jokes. It seems he can't really make people dislike Hargrove cause they already love him so much. Even Tommy, his best friend since forever, is not immune to Hargrove's charm. The way Billy was easy about the whole thing, the way he's easy about a lot of things? Breezy and carefree, the way he can laugh anything off, and people will laugh with him. And still there's like an iron wall inside him, that hidden strength, he never caves.
Why is he not ashamed? Why is he not afraid?
What the fuck is his secret? And what the fuck is his problem ??
Steve is not listening to Nancy. He's not listening to the teacher during the class. His mind is busy with more important stuff.
So yeah, it was Harrington. He put a sex toy in Billy's locker. The whole affair needed some preparation, of course. Effort was definitely applied. At the weekend Steve drove to fucking Indianapolis for that. He found a sex shop, put his sunglasses on, got inside, grabbed the first dildo he saw, paid for it in cash and drove back to Hawkins with a wildly beating heart. Then on Monday he stayed late after classes, and picked Hargrove's locker. Looked around inside it. Nothing special, just books. A picture of the ocean waves rolling on the vast sandy beach stuck to the door. Must be California or wherever this asshole is from.
He stuffed the dildo in Hargrove's locker with a bright red bow wrapped around the box. Valentine's Day is too far away. Surprise, bitch, October Valentine's.
No but seriously the motherfucking ass bitch. Why is he so fucking annoying, so annoyingly calm?
So the plan didn't work. Okay. Maybe it was stupid from the beginning. But Steve? Steve would totally be pissed if he found a gift like that. Tommy would launch a whole investigation, sniff out and crucify the joker. All guys would be furious, like .. whatever would they need a dildo for? Is there an implication hidden in there?
But that jackass Hargrove didn't bat an eye. Cool like a cucumber. Yeah it all started with the giant cucumber he had given Harrington during that memorable health class, when Steve felt the underlying agenda, a probable insult like Hargrove was fucking with him.
Hence the dildo. Maybe Billy can stick it up his ass and unwind a bit. Leave Harrington alone.
Shit. It all played out not like Steve wanted it to. A weekend wasted. And he blew off a date with Nancy, for that.
Well, no, wait, wait. Not really. Every failed attempt is an experience, right? Now Steve knows that if he wants to bring that arrogant dick down a notch, no big harm done, he has to strike on a different level. Deeper.
Steve's gonna make him embarrassed. He's gonna make him fucking humble. He might just have come up with another way to do it. Another plan.
He can sense there's something wrong with Hargrove. Something .. something Steve has never come across face to face before, it's in the way he taunts Steve, in the way he looks, no, stares at him. There's a secret, there's a problem, and Steve's gonna take advantage of that.
Why does he want to do it? Steve just hates to be the used to be the most popular guy. Yeah, he's got a girlfriend now, a serious one. Relationship material. Well, maybe too serious, really like .. he likes her, loves her probably, but he's been trying to make her loosen up a bit, you know? Try something different other than sweet and romantic and missionary. Shake her down for some fun. All in vain. Anyways, that's not the point here. So yeah, Steve's in a relationship, and Tommy has told him many times that he's walking a slippery slope of becoming pussy-whipped, but he's still fucking King of Hawkins High and he doesn't want some Californian self-entitled hotshot, the fucking pleb coming to his town and all of a sudden stealing the crown? All girls' eyes are on that ass, drooling to get a ride in the flashy blue car. All guys want to be his best friend. Tommy has been following him around like a bitch on a leash. He's doing good at school, he's superb at basketball.
Stupid fuck.
Harrington is not ready to let go of his title that easily. He still wants to be crowned prom king at the end of school year. He doesn't want to lose to that piece of trash who thinks he's the hottest shit.
Also, you know what, Steve would actually be absolutely fine with this new pain in the ass called Hargrove, if he minded his own business. The thing is, he doesn't. He comes at Steve, he thinks he can take the fucking liberty of making obnoxious remarks, stick his nose into Steve's business, fucking push him around during practice like Harrington's some kind of loser? Hargrove's been doing it since day fucking one, who the hell does he think he is?
Steve's not mean. Well, he's not the meanest, really. He never bites first. The freak Byers? He deserved his camera to be broken. The creep was taking pictures of them, of his girl, in the middle of the night, without them even knowing it. What should Steve have done? Should he have patted him on the shoulder, great photos, man, real artistic shit, wow, do you mind taking a couple while we are actually making love?
Steve only bites when he gets bitten.
There is something else, too.
On top of everything, deep down, he hates the fact that whenever he's lucky enough to have seldom sexy time with Nancy, Hargrove's always somehow at the back of his mind. Fuck knows how and why he got there. But he's there. Every fucking time, and Steve absolutely hates it.
So he sets the new plan in motion.
It's really simple.
Next time they are in the showers, Harrington throws a glance at Billy. Doesn't say anything, throws another one. When Hargrove looks back, Steve averts his eyes. It's a matter of milliseconds.
Next day when they have basketball practice and Hargrove starts his usual dance, Steve pushes him back like he usually does, only gentler. Just a tiny bit, a whiff of less force, but Hargrove notices. It throws him off his game, like an unexpected stumble, and Steve is sensing it, like a hound.
In the showers he looks at him again, a second longer than the previous time.
Confusion is written all over Hargrove's face under his usual asshole expression.
Steve can feel it in his gut that Hargrove, despite being smart, has taken the bait, hook line and sinker.
Maybe, just maybe Steve has an idea what Hargrove's secret is, and he can make it work in his, King Steve's, favour.
Now all he has to do is wait for the right moment, keeping the interest up in the meantime. The moment when Billy slips, gets too greedy, and takes a big bite, Steve will hook him fast and reel him in.
Watch him choke on it.
Not for everyone's amusement, but exclusively for his own.
He will make this asshole humbled.
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Parts of this and this season 1 Steve vs Billy
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Episode Three things I loved:
Bill and Frank. Obviously.
Old gays in general. Two gay men who get to grow old together and die together happily (As happy as you can be in the apocalypse).
Secret basement below the basement.
Bill's bunker. It's awesome.
Bill being Autistic for his entire screen time. Tell me that man isn't neurodivergent. I love him.
The fact Bill and Frank died together and it was lovely and they were happy instead of Bill finding Frank hanging like in the game. I'm glad they got to go together peacefully.
The gay coding with their words. 'A man who knows which wine to put with rabbit' 'I know I don't seem like the type' 'No, you do.' He read that motherfucker. 'Who's the girl' 'There is no girl' 'I know'
The piano scene. The fucking song throughout the ep. And the end as Joel and Ellie drive away. The open window. The message within the lyrics.
The cute little town.
Them bickering and being a married couple.
The meme-ability of Bill. 'The government ARE Nazis!' And 'You WHAT?' I need them as meme templates thanks.
Honestly that whole scene 'They ARE' 'They are NOW but they weren't THEN'
Bill's fucking Illuminati stuff. The hilarity of him staying alive because of his conspiracy theories.
Bill being a fucking badass tbh. The minute FEDRA leaves, just breaking into everywherr. Seeing him set up that town, having a full blown plan, setting up traps and building a goddamn generator, relaxing as he lets his traps take care of infected, just enjoying his steak and laughing. Knowing he does that a lot 'Gets me everytime'. Man's was made for this. He slayed tbh. That whole scene was so satisfying.
I was scared Frank was gonna use Bill, and he did at first, but then seeing him genuinely begin to love and care for him. Refusing to let Bill die when he got shot even though Bill told him Joel could care of him, wanting to marry Bill on his last day.
Honestly Frank just being sassy and dragging Bill lmao. 'We need friends babe. Sweetheart please you just sit in the basement all the time. You need a social life other than me, and for my own sanity, I need one too. So I've made a friend over the radio and you can't do anything about it. Now get me my paint'.
Tess being an AllyTM. Her and Frank being besties whilst their paranoid husbands scowl at each other.
Joel unable to say the word 'partner' for Bill and Frank lmao. You just adopted a lesbian. Honey, you've got a big storm coming.
I was hoping Ellie would get to meet Bill and he would tell her about Frank (Before going into the ep, based on the game) so she would have a nice little internal 'I'm not the only gay in the world thank god' moment. But I didn't mind since the whole episode was amazing.
The strawberry scene.
Bill apologising for getting older quicker but then it's Frank that needs the help later. My heart.
Frank and his paintings and beautiques.
Frank knowing Bill poured the pills into the wine bottle so he'd die too.
The marriage scene. Them exchanging rings. Having the same last meal and wine they had for their first meal together. Sitting next to each rather than across the table. A shot of the hole that Frank fell into, where they met. Sobbing. I love them.
They are the definition of 'In sickness and in health, till death do us part' and it hurt but it was some beautifully.
Knowing any Homophobic Gamer BoysTM were ripping their hair out at this episode.
It ripped my heart out but the fucking skeletons. The baby blanket and transition to seeing that baby and the mother. Knowing what happens. Hearing a mother comfort her kids and seeing a old lady and a whole community of families and knowing what happens to them.
All the fuck the government stuff. It feels like all the fucked up shit they did is so realistic and would happen.
The letter for Joel. 'Keep Tess safe'. And the symbolism of knowing there's at least one person (Ellie) worth saving. Worth living for. My heart.
Also, though. 'Hehehehe'
Ellie reading 'hehehehe'
The casualness of human bodies in the apocalypse. Periods actually referenced in an apocalypse show! Joel tossing Ellie some deodorant! Him being prepared to take care of a teenage daughger again! Ellie telling him he needs to shower (Also their banter). Ellie stocking her bag with toilet paper.
Joel making a small gravestone for Tess out of rocks from the river. That hurt.
Dad Joel coming out more and more each episode.
The forest scene. Joel giving his jacket to Ellie to sleep in so she wouldn't be cold. Him making sure she eats even if he doesn't.
Ellie roasting Joel. Joel roasting Ellie. 'Shit at shooting or life in general' Joel's continous 'offended but mostly confused I just got dragged by a 14 year old' face.
The arcade machine.
The repeat of the 'Anything bad?' 'Just you' joke.
Ellie being lowkey a psychopath again? The basement scene and her seeming to enjoy killing the infected dude.
Ellie being upset he stashes the massive gun. Because same.
The plane scene. Ellie's excitement all episode. Every question she asks. That's my Ellie.
Joel's dark humour. 'So did they'.
History Lesson With Joel.
Flour Zombies Confirmed. It's no longer Plants Vs Zombies, it's Plant Zombies.
The way he said the date of the outbreak, the subtle pain, and you can tell it's engraved because of that reason, as well as Sarah's death, and his birthday. I can't wait until Ellie finds out it was his birthday. And/Or about Sarah.
Contractor (?) Joel dragging Bill about his fences and using his KnowledgeTM to bait him into trading. Him being right.
Ellie's first time in a car. 'It's a spaceship'
'Women's shirts'. Joel really is thinking of her and it's nice to see he's used to taking care of a teenage girl and how he goes back into that role with ease. Him getting used to that again, even if begrudgingly at first.
Everytime Joel tells Ellie off. Dad Mode Joel Activated.
The fucking seat belt scene. Joel telling her to put her seatbelt on. The parallel of him saying that to Ellie like he did with Sarah. Him leaning over her and Ellie being completely comfortable with him doing so. Her not knowing what a seatbelt is.
Joel trying to get Ellie not to play music but then not letting her turn it off when he realises it's a song/artist he likes.
Joel warming up in the final shot when he likes the music. Ellie hating it. It's giving Dad Who Listens To Smooth Radio Whilst You Die Inside. I know because I've been there.
No school scene. Not introducing the bloater so soon. I'm glad we're building to that. Makes it seem much more impactful.
Basically the entire episode.
All I 'didn't like' (/Joking) was that they didn't hide literally everything in that house in the secret basement below the basement so raiders won't find anything when they come, so it'd still be there if they ever need to go back there. But that's just because I wouldn't be able to deal with it if that were me. I'd be making sure no one finds that shit. It's mine, and I'd go back for it when possible. Maybe. At some point. Hopefully. Or live there myself if I wasn't in Joel and Ellie's situation. I also wanna see Joel swinging upside-down from a chain at some point.
Joking aside, this episode is great. The show continues to not only meet my expectations, but exceed them. I can't take the fact that there's only nine episodes this season because I don't want it to end and I hope season two isn't about the second game, but for the show's later seasons to be about the years and adventures Joel and Ellie have together after the events of the first game, if season one meets the end of the first game. Because I love them and need more of this.
I'm so excited to see where this show goes. It has the perfect balance of sticking to the source material yet also doing new stuff that also surprises people who have played the game. I adore it.
#The Last Of Us#The Last Of Us Spoilers#TLOU#TLOU Spoilers#Joel Miller#Ellie Williams#Ellie Miller#Blil and Frank#Tess#Pedro Pascal#Bella Ramsey#Nick Offerman#Murray Bartlett#Anna Trov#I think this took an hour lmao#Worth it tho
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for @antogioamoremio because i felt like it :) it's not long, but i hope you like it anyways 🥰
Valtteri doesn't react past a little smile when Guanyou shows him the clip. "He was always silly," he says, and doesn't look at Dan's wide smile.
"Oh yeah, you guys were teammates, right?" Guanyou asks, and Valtteri nods. "Yeah, a long time ago," he answers, and changes the topic to their preparations for Singapore.
The problem is; he can't stop thinking about it.
The problem is, he knows Daniel. They may not have spoken much in the past (too long) couple of years, but that was kind of to be expected. Their paths very much diverged, and Valtteri knows Dan didn't - he wasn't jealous per se, of Valtteri's Mercedes engagement. Dan isn't - he's not a bad person. He's a bit too self centered sometimes, but Valtteri thinks all of them are, the racers. They have to be. But there was a definite change in the warmth of their interactions sometime in 2017, and Valtteri was alright with that. He was, really. He couldn't expect things to stay the same, and he didn't expect Danny to be there post race every time, like he used to be before, with some new coffee for Val to try and a joke ready on his lips when Val's race went to hell. He didn't.
But that's not the point. The point is that, no matter how much time passes, Valtteri was there when Daniel was starting his career, before he became who he is today. Before he managed to construct his mask fully. And that means that Valtteri will always be able to see through it's cracks.
They're bigger these days, the cracks. Almost see-through. It makes Val uncomfortable, how much he can see. How much the world can see of true Daniel Ricciardo. It shouldn't be like that, he thinks. He should get to have his heartbreaks in private. At least this one.
But that's not the way the world works. Danny was never like Val. Never quiet, never private, never afraid to show his whole heart to the world and beg them to love him. Maybe that's why the world did; why it does. Because Danny couldn't help but put too much of himself into the mask; because his personality was too big and too beautiful to be contained; because even the glimpses the world was graced with was enough for people to fall a little bit in love with him.
And now Valtteri can't stop thinking about that video, because he saw something he didn't think he'd see for a long time. Not ever; no. Danny was too resillient to let anything break him completely. But Val thought he may need more time to be able to show the genuine joy Val spotted in the video.
He remembers the late night phone-calls in 2020, and then in 2021 when he finally decided to part with Mercedes. When he finally stopped torturing himself. He remembers Danny saying It hurts, you know. Letting go. It hurts like a motherfucker. But it hurts even more when you stay where they don't want you.
Valtteri took those words to heart. He really did. He thinks that was the final catalyst for his decision, and he hasn't regretted it since.
He only wishes he knew what to say to Danny in August. He wishes he had said anything at this point, instead of staring at that video of him announcing his parting with McLaren and trying not to punch a wall when Danny's mask almost crumbled completely. Wishes he'd sent a message, at least.
Valtteri takes another sip of his coffee and twists his phone in his hands. It's delicious.
(It's Australian. Came directly from a microbrewery. Danny bought it for him in Melbourne, when they raced. Gave it to him in the paddock and said If you ever need reccs, hit me up. Vatteri hadn't. He didn't know how to ask.)
He looks outside. The sun is coming down, the orange and yellow brightness mixing with blues and greys of the sky.
"Fuck it," he mutters. He wills his hands not to shake. He is powerless about his heart.
To: Danny Ric
[18:34] i'm your favorite baby? :)
[18:35] to think you haven't even asked me if i'm okay with pet names :)
Valtteri sips his coffee as he waits for an answer, and smiles when a stray ray of sun dances on his face before it, too, gets swallowed by the night.
#hope u like this fran#dantteri#f1 rpf#effervescentdragonwrites#my writing#idk what this is but screw it#first time writing this ship pls be gentle i have no idea what im doing
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For the character headcanons, gimme Avi and Macen pls?
my BOYS
send me a character
Avitus
Sexuality Headcanon: gay, not xeno
Gender Headcanon: cis, hasn't really considered it beyond generally being comfortable with his assigned-at-birth gender
A ship I have with said character: barrix obviously, do i even have to say it. also you motherfucker you got me into AviTis, plus ngl the more i dabble in it for exdiff and rabbitverse the more avitus/saren and avi/nihnih are appealing, the three coyotes are just very shippable together tbh they're already besties and what's a little on-off dating between friends
A BROTP I have with said character: saren & avitus & nihlus, obvi, it's important to my soul for the coyotes to have a grand old time being best buds and maybe a platonic polypile. for fun. also i do enjoy the potential he and ryder have as friends, and if we dance over to bad end. avitus & quentius man i really fucking love their big bad + dragon dynamic over there
A NOTP I have with said character: mmmm it's not a definite notp as much as i just can't get into him and ryder, setting aside my own hc that he's not xeno in the slightest he's a lot older and been through a lot of shit ryder can't even imagine, they're just in very different places in their lives and i just don't think it'll work. also it's been a few years but i remember once somebody asked me on my mea blog about shipping him with the head of the roekaar and?? no?? are you all insane. no to avi/kaetus too just nobody can make ships with him that aren't garbo except us really
A random headcanon: he has dyslexia. like, when he's joking about how he can't read so he can't possibly do paperwork, it's not entirely a joke, he does have trouble making the words go correctly. he assumed this would be an issue in spectre training, because he'd caught shit from his superiors in the army about it, but saren, being autistic and also having shit eyesight from albinism to begin with, was just like "yeah cheers m8 me too let's get you a screen reader and some decent dictation software" and it was fine. fucker still didn't accept spelling mistakes tho
General Opinion over said character: [squeezes him like teddy bear] i love this garbage creature so much im so glad rabbitverse lets me play with him more im sorry for what i did to your mommy dude (i am not it's good character growth)
Macen
Sexuality Headcanon: bisexual!! he's equal opportunity in how appealing to every turian ever he is
Gender Headcanon: cis, he's considered it before but generally decided he's fine with his agab
A ship I have with said character: barrix, do i have to mention it, also ngl i kinda sometimes wonder about maybe a bit of macen/nihlus, i think maybe in a verse where avi got more into saren and grew past his old crush mace might click with nihnih instead
A BROTP I have with said character: on a similar note to above part of why i think he and nihnih could work as a ship is i feel like they'd get along really well as friends!! they're both (somehow) the calmer more reasonable one to their respective chaos goblins, i feel like when the whole gang gets together he and nihlus cheerfully discuss what's going on while saren and avi roll around trying to bite each other (and then, y'know, mace and saren catch up while nih takes a turn scuffling and mace patches saren up). in general i also just love the four of them as best bros okay. also in exdiff he ends up under valis's command and the two of them get along really well
A NOTP I have with said character: i haven't really seen any ships with him other than barrix which tbh is probably for the best this fandom doesn't deserve him
A random headcanon: he actually wanted to be a spectre when he grew up as a kid, or at least, the glamorous space hollywood version of them that goes on cool adventures all the time. baby macen read a lot of books and watched a lot of adventure vids and wanted to be a cool storybook hero. as he got older, he gradually accepted he wasn't cut out for that kind of career, but his curiosity and thirst for adventure never left
General Opinion over said character: :plsplspls: babyboy, baby. i love him your honor
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Svar Watches BBC Robin Hood for the First Time - Season 1
So I recently decided to finally get around to seeing a show I've been meaning to watch for like nearly 10 years. I am so far past missing the boat on this one, but since I've been doing a bit of a "catching up on shows from the 2000's I didn't really get to see at the time" run lately, I thought I'd record my thoughts for y'all's amusement.
So here we go, Season 1 thoughts:
Every single one of these Merry Men, including Robin, suffers from Just Some Guy disease, fucking RIP
Except Djaq. Djaq is cool.
We can all agree that Much is clearly a little gay for Robin, right?
Guy of Gisborne is such an asshole, but unfortunately Richard Armitage is too good at his job, so Guy is also hot.
The Sheriff is cartoonishly evil and I hate him, but I'm kind of loving how just like a lot his personality is. Like this bitch belongs in a cracktastic Crusader Kings playthrough, holy shit.
Damn, Marian really is the only fully competent motherfucker in the whole place, huh?
Make that two competent motherfuckers, adding Djaq.
Man, this writing is super shabby in places, but when they hit, they fucking hit.
This show really bills itself as a fun adventure show but boy does it have shit to say at times, shit that was kinda ballsy of them to be saying in 2006. Like positively portraying Muslim characters and condemning pointless wars in the Middle East (the messaging on this gets muddled in a few places, but the fact that it's in there at all is impressive). Like you expect to see class struggle and sexism talked about in Robin Hood, but I wasn't expecting them to do so much with the "oh yeah, we just got back from Palestine and we have PTSD and maybe the Crusade is really bad actually". Bravo.
Ah, but this is a BBC show, so we can't have anti-monarchism. King Richard is totally awesome and is definitely going to make everything better when he gets back. Like I know that's baked into the Robin Hood tales, but they could lean into it less in places, I feel.
I think part of what makes Guy so captivating is that he's complicated and clearly suffers from a lot of inner conflict. I love knowing why villains are Like That, and we get so much about him from seeing his initial reactions to things vs. his behaviour after the Sheriff talks to him. Even just watching Richard Armitage's facial expressions is so rewarding. He gives us so much information about Guy just with his body language. Fucking brilliant.
Holy shit the more of this I watch, the more I'm like oh yeah Guy is an abuse victim and the Sheriff is his abuser. Like obviously that's not an excuse for any of the multitudes of evil things he does, but damn that boy is caught in a cycle. It has all the classic abuse features. Having his impressionable nature/eagerness to please taken advantage of. Being constantly inflicted with physical and emotional violence. Being manipulated into making choices against his judgement and editing himself to better fit what his abuser wants him to be. Being isolated from positive influences and being told to reject other sources of validation and support. Having his toxic masculinity heavily reinforced. Being consistently ignored and undervalued. The list goes on.
Anyway, I think I have a new blorbo now. I don't have many evil blorbos these days, but he's earned his place. I hope he gets good character development. Or at least gets to stab the Sheriff.
Much annoyed me a bit in the beginning, but he's starting to grow on me after he stood up to Robin and went through that business of the noble title.
God, I just want to shake Guy by the shoulders like you have everything you need to be more interesting to Marian than Robin, but you're fucking blowing it so hard, my dude. Ah, but alas, it must be this way.
I want to shake Robin by the shoulders like you would have this in the bag dude if you would just actually listen to Marian and support her instead of telling her what you think she should do all the time. Goddamn he and Guy ultimately have the same fucking problem.
#TeamFuckAllYallLetMarianRunEverythingActually
BRUH IF I HAD A DOLLAR FOR EVERY TIME GUY WANTED TO MAKE A GOOD DECISION FOR ONCE IN HIS LIFE AND THEN FUCKING SWERVED AT THE LAST SECOND BECAUSE OF SOME SHIT THE SHERIFF SAID I'D BE RICH BY NOW SWEET JESUS.
I can't believe they ended this season on the most Good Job, Lads moment oh my god it's so cheesy but so on brand.
To see my Season 2 thoughts, go here.
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Choises - a study
Harry didn't exactly know when it happened.
It could be in the Chamber or in the graveyard. Or probably both. Yeah, definitely both...
The chalenge that Harry was dealing with this time was worse that the dragon, the basilisk and the dementors combined. Harry didn't think he was exaggerating. Not this time.
He knew he wasn't the most... moral individual out there.
From 'killing and eating the intestines of a rat when he was 6 because he couldn't open the, at that time new, locks, and he hasn't ate in at least 5 days, and he so conveniently found a rat near the playground on the last day of school and fucking Jenna Baker was braging that she got a mouse for her birthday and surely it must be okay that Harry got one as well, as long as aunt Tuney doesn't find out it must be alright. It must!' incident alone you get that he wasn't that great in the morals departament. But in his defence he did fell bad for the rat's death. But he was also hungry and desparate. And the combination of both won over his morals.
At least most of them. He wasn't going to murder a human being. No matter what they did.
Not even him. The reason of his questioning morality, the reason he lived and still lives with the Dursley's over the summer, the fucking murderer of his parents and the guy who killed Cedric, entered him in a deadly tournement and tried to murder and probably will succeed in murdering him in the probably near future and... his current crush.
Oh, and current Dark Lord who is fighting for the death of anyone who isn't a pureblood and at least 50 years his senior. Oh, did Harry forgot to mention that? Opsie!
Which againt brings Harry back to his current dillemma.
'How the fuck did I get here?'
He got a wet dream where Voldemort fucked his guts out. That's how he got here.
And it wasn't even a dream where hot 16 year old Voldemort was fucking his brain out. No - no - no! Harry's couln't be that easy. He got snake head - no nose - red eyes - paper skin fucking Voldemort. That Voldemort was worse.
He knew he was bent, that wasn't really a surprise for Harry, he had plenty of dreams about guys like Oliver and Cedric, but he also had dreams about Cho and even one about Parvati, so he knew he wasn't a real fag, just bent. So a dream about 16 year old Tom wouldn't have been a problem.
But it was a dream about Voldemort, so it was a problem.
He couldn't tell anyone about this. Not Ron, not Hermione and certainly not Sirius.
So 14, soon to be 15, year old Harry Potter chose to ignore his crush.
Like 11 year old Harry Potter chose to ignore every quality that may have had him sorted in anything other that Gryffindor.
Like 12 year old Harry Potter chose to ignore the hatred he had for Ginny for being so stupid to be manipulated by a motherfucking book. His anger at the stupidity of the adults for not realising, at least, what the monster from the Chamber was.
Like 13 year old Harry Potter chose to ignore that his godfather and his teacher nearly killed a man and harmed Harry and his bestfriends.
Like 14 year old Harry Potter chose to ignore his bestfriend's betrayal.
Like 15 year old Harry Potter will chose to ignore that Snape has been a victim all his life. His sudden urge, at Voldemort cowardly departure from Dumbledore, to run after the darkest wizard of the time and beg him to take Harry with him to tell him that Harry loves him .
Like 16 year old Harry Potter will chose to ignore that part of him still hates Ginny, the same part that only wants Ginny for Tom.
Like 17 year old Harry Potter will chose to ignore his bestfriend's second betrayel. His knees colapsing under him and bursting into tears at the sight of his soulmate's body, not for the deaths of his friends and of children like everyone else assumed. No, he wept at the sight of the love of his life, a man he loved as much as he hated, lifeless on the ground. Because of him...
Because of Harry Potter.
The-Man-Who-Chose.
A Tragedy in the form of a Martyr Hero.
Harry Potter turned the Elder Wand, a Legend in form of a Wand, to himself and for the first and last time cast the Killing Curse succesfully.
A Saving in the form of a Punishment.
But that will be later.
Right now Harry is going to stay awake and try not to weep at the thought of loving a man he hated.
#harry potter#harrymort#harry potter fic#harry potter x voldemort#harry potter fanfiction#please comment#tommary#this is a no bashing zone#i just judge characters how i would be judged#did i mention i love pink#i only used the slurs to make it more realistic#and also because i got called those a lot in middle school#yeah#kids are rasist and homophobic#harrymort is a passion at this point#i only discovered it like#2 days ago#harry potter x tom riddle
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The Adventures of a Teenager that Somehow got Hired at One of the World's Biggest Franchises, Fazbear's Entertainment Pizzaplex
PART 2
THIS IS ALL PLATONIC
(lmao didn't think I would continue this, reader's personality can change sometimes so be aware of that 👍👍, ALSO LANGUAGE WARNING 👍👍)
This is all for fun, if you think it's cringe, good because it is cringe.
Let's Play a Game...-
"A game?" You said out loud.
Now you were thinking, do you really act like a damn child?
HMMMM, nawwwwwwww
"Yes yes, child, a game." Moon's legs wrapped around the rope attached to his back, slowly ascending and disappearing into the darkness above.
However, his voice echoed around the daycare.
"Let's play a game of hide and seek."
You frowned, a bit disappointed. You haven't played that game in a very long time. Well, because you suck at hiding and finding good hiding spots that wasn't a closet. But, why not have a little bit of fun? You're job is to look after and work with these daycare attendants, so you guess that this is one of the tasks with that.
"Okay sure!" You shouted back into nothing. "Do I get to find you!? Or do I hide?"
Your only response was eerie counting from Moon
"20....19....18...17.."
You giggle, feeling the adrenaline and that nervous gut feeling in your stomach.
"CAN I GO OUT OF THE DAYCARE???"
"Sixtee- I- Yes of course."
"YAYYY THANK YOU!!"
You immediately run towards the exit, almost tripping and landing on your face before getting out.
...
Damn, where the hell are you.
You ventured too far, too far from where you have started. Management has not said anything about this place to you, not even a word about it. Your first day of the job, and now you're getting life time trauma.
You weren't supposed to be here.
Now, you were staring at someone, no, something, in the eyes. Unmoving. If you look away, you're dead. You are dead.
They look like skeletons, could it be the endoskeletons that you've researched about in that one group project? Yes, it could. But it isn't the time to get distracted.
You needed a way out of there. And fast.
You calculated the route, if you just slowly moonwalked- no, slide beside them, without touching and without looking away, you can run like how you ran in that one middle school sports event you've dreaded. But the problem is, there are more of them up the stairs, either way, a low chance of survival.
.... Hmmm...
You booked it.
You cursed under your breath, hearing the rusty metals hit the floor behind you, getting louder and louder every second.
Your memory failed you, this time useful, when you get to the stairs, none of those endoskeletons were there.
"HAHA! SCREW YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! AND THEY SAY I WOULDN'T SURVIVE A HORROR MOVI-" You trip on an old studio light, falling on your knees.
Shit.
You turn back to at least catch them before they touch you, then you heard a clang, and some static.
It was Moon! Destroying the endoskeletons. Your saviour!
"MOON!" You got up to hug Moon when he was finished destroying the endoskeletons. "MY SAVIOUR AND BESTIE!"
"We just met-"
"And you saved my life and you're my workmate! Besties!"
Moon groaned, but still, it was a bit new and nice to finally meet someone that didn't screamed profanities at him when they see him. He patted on your head and chuckled robotically.
"It is your first day of the job, and you decided to go to an area that is restricted and closed off?" Moon suddenly said. You opened your eyes and you felt your heart drop. "That could get you fired, did you know that?"
You let go of Moon and put your hands together.
"IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRYYYYY!!!" You pleaded. "Don't get me fired and don't tell management pleaseeeeeee!!! It won't happen again and I'll definitely read the signs next time!!! I also won't tell on you destroying those things and I'll act like I've never seen those things!!! Please please please, Moon!!!"
...
"Fine."
"YAYYYYYYYY"
"We should go back, you around 1 hour until your shift ends, you can take a nap there."
"But I'm not tired though."
"Take a nap or I'll snitch."
"OKAY OKAY."
AND THATS THE END OF THAT PART, JUST TELL ME IF YOU WANT MORE AND ILL PROBABLY DO IT LMAO 👍👍
You can also asks for random ass headcanons with type of Y/N, or idk ,👍👍
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The biden speech everyone's cheering was decent to okay. Didn't have much of a problem until he started discussing the genocide by israel to Palestine as a war and as if it was defense.
Truthfully I'd have walked away thinking it was an okay speech. But the second that hit? Total wash. Contradicting himself hard to justify the genocide.
Then it played a different speech and man, he really is tired. Like not trying to be a bitch "he's old and sleepy!" genuinely the dude just has no energy and looks genuinely exhausted. Definitely had drugs in his system for the speech before, but I don't care, I want an olympics based on how far drugs can push someone to jump anyways.
The only realistically solvable problem I have left with Biden anymore is aiding and partaking in a genocide and working with terrorists to do so. But my problem with dems continues to be their utter disdain to criticise this complete joke of a person.
Like god damn ya'll. Just say you're not voting trump at this point. It's embarrassing how republican democratic voters have become. Seriously the instant he's out every one of ya'll are turning on him. Just disgusting and overwhelmingly telling of your character how far you're willing to go to ignore reality to "protect" yourself at the expense of actual lives you deemed beneath you.
I look forward to a decade from now when I get to say "Told ya so" on so much shit when it comes to this administration.
Seriously republicans are at least "debating" who to vote for in the elections. Ya'll don't have a Single Motherfucker lined up for after Biden. Republicans got at least 6 faces of the same flavor to choose from. Biden ain't getting a third term either and the very idea that seems to be everyone's plan is pathetic.
"If you criticise biden it means you're voting for dump!" Like my man no, I'm just not voting for the genocider who did less than the bare minimum in the 4 years he's been in charge to inspire anything in me. "Oh so your plan is to withold your vote for Biden? That's just a vote for dump!" Oh so your plan is get Biden in and then.... And then what?
Does the genocide end? No. Is marijuana legalized? No. Is student loans cancelled? No. Is minimum wage going up? No. Are tax rates for the rich going up? Pfft, 25% yeah, better than what we had but what a damn inch forward. Is he going to lower prices? No. Which is something he mentioned surprisingly, but he's corporate as fuck and we all know the law that'll pass will be a nothingburger that gets removed next election by the innevitable desantis victory against Literally No One.
Go ahead and continue keeping the status quo and establishing that genocide is not enough to even make you blink towards utter devotion. I'm gonna vote third party and continue to do so until we have more than 2 genocidal parties that are completely incapable of criticising Dear Leader. Ya'll have fun with your faux politics where dems are setting up an R victory, I'm gonna Try Something Else and hopefully it's not all a completely rigged and broken system where it doesn't happen even when it should.
Remember: You cannot change an anti-genocider's stance. You can only change yourself. I'd vote biden if he rescinded support and shamefully hid that part of himself for the rest of his presidency, because at least then I know he can be held accountable. I know we didn't elect a different flavor of dictator.
Really have to understand that Dems will do the bare minimum when they feel they actually have to listen to the people. Dump absolutely showed that dems needed to step up their game, and while I appreciate not aiming for charisma, maybe they could've also tried anything worth a shit.
A whole hour n a half long speech and not a single thing he said helped me or anyone I know. Fascinating. Ya gotta love all the nebulous "we got taxes!" going on but here we stand feeling absolutely none of it. Tell me, when does the government gaining money benefit me? Because my roads are shit, my hospitals private, our prisons bloated with pot smokers turned drug experts, and every single fucking time I've tried for government assistance, they Always Deny Me.
So uh. Yeah when's the government gaining money going to positively affect my life? As it stands, it's literally just the stock market. Line goes up, I feel nothing, line goes down, my entire life turns to shit, but not for politicians or the rich.
How about a fucking UBI or god I dunno, make it possible to get government assistance in the first place? Maybe make unemployment catered to, you know, the employee? Hell, fight greedflation like he claims. Bro's on stage acting like he's never noticed shrinkflation, buddy, I was a Child when I first noticed a Chocolate Bar do this shit. Cmon. How much is a banana, old man? How much is the banana?
Regardless. I'm tired of faux good PR and multitudes of claims of accomplishments when not a single one of those affects my day to day. Yes. Good on being green n shit. But you can do more than the bare minimum of ensuring the planet doesn't die with us all on it. Yes that is the bare minimum, and I'm tired of pretending it's not.
All anyone had to do, was just criticise the guy. Not pull your vote, but simply, point out mistakes? Oopsies and gaffs? Perhaps even just have a giggle? It's painfully obvious this admin is shit but simply better than we were expecting from the US government in general thanks to Dump.
As it stand though, well, Biden ain't losing, and he's gonna find out pretty fucking quickly that if a Genocide isn't going to get Dems to be self-aware, god damn near nothing will. And the next dem president after that, and after that, and after that. Literally, just be anti-genocide? It's kind've the most rock-solid, future-proofing you can do for your character, and of course other people, of course. But that's kinda a backseat item for dems anymore. I mean, hey, Biden simply had to send bombs and guns to aid a genocide, maybe it's okay if he does it to some other group of people I only just heard about but Instantly Violently Hate. After all, a genocide is good for Biden!
Again. Just to reiterate a final time: I would've stayed Dem if ya'll could give or take even the slightest criticism of this fuck. I cannot stress enough that it's not a guerilla program to make biden look bad. He just does it himself. But I understand the game. Shit like this can happen with such a compromised country, but jesus christ, the voters? The voters are even pro-genocide? Like, vehemently, pro-genocide, Very Overwhelmingly Pro-Genocide. Like...ya'll, nah. I'm out. No party should overwhelmingly support a genocide.
That's why I'm anti-republican. That's why I was a Dem. Because republicans want a genocide of black people, gay people, other countries.
And here we stand. Biden and his entire admin are pro-genocide. This isn't a hard concept to understand. You either compromise and criticise, or you lose your most rational. Because, and again, this cannot be stressed enough: You Cannot Change an Anti-Genocider's Stance. This is on Ya'll. Not the people who don't want thousands and millions dead.
If ya'll are overwhelmingly, and Vehemently against a compromise, a compromise consisting of "Genocide Bad" then the party is compromised and not worth working with.
Change has to come from ya'll because it will not from republicans. But the fact remains that a Shitload of you are fully invested in justifying a genocide for some old fuck with nothing to show for 4 years and desperately doesn't want to show anything before those 4 years.
Just so we're clear a final time:
Genocide is Bad.
If someone is telling you otherwise, that's telling of their character, and you should trust that tell to inform you of the character. Not justify it. Not defend it. Because when you do, you push away rationality and accountability. When you trust the mask more than the person, the person will always be there, while the mask will not.
Are you willing to defend a genocide for 5 years maximum? Are you willing to justify the actions of someone who's aiding in a genocide until it's no longer convenient? How many corpses need to pile before the end of the genocider's term to hasten your innevtiable switch of opinion?
Because here's the facts: Most of ya'll couldn't care less about the genocide. But by golly, if 4 years of faux safety is enough to justify one. Until it's no longer social convenient. Then, and only then, will you recognize your entire online personality, even real life personality, resulted in the death of multiple generarions of people. Only then will you recognize, you were on the wrong side of history.
Because as easily as you forgave Biden for aiding a genocide, rational people just as easily can drop you out of their life. Good luck getting rid of that digital footprint, the world, and history, will only remember your face for one thing: Aiding a Genocide. Because it was socially convenient at the time. Congrats.
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(TLKOE) Thrull Headcanons!!!! (when you rizz him up; for my fellow self-shippers)
He's one selfless motherfucker! He'd take a bullet for you twelve-times over; if it meant his beloved could live eternally. He doesn't give a shit about the consequences; if it means anyone he deems worthy is safe. May the gods help us all; if anyone in any dimension tried to harm you.
2. He's a big boy; capable of handling you as if you were a feather, and he knows it!
Thrull stands at a daunting 11.5 feet; in height. Assuming you're within the range of 5'3 - 5'9; he's a little over twice your height. He takes full advantage of this; he often picks you up and puts you over his shoulder, if he's feeling fussy. However; he does know humans are fragile (in comparison to his species), and takes great care not to harm you. If he does; he seeks medical care, and is extremely apologetic.
3. The way his species courts their partners is... gruesome; to say the least.
The process starts out genuinely wholesome! They get to know their potential suitor/suitress, and start some friendly banter! They make suggestive statements in a humorous manner; unless that makes their love-interest uncomfortable. Sexual Intercourse is majorly frowned upon; unless a pair has been together for 5+ Tyrannian years (50+ earth-years), or optimally, married. However; this is where things get bloody. If more than one person is interested in an individual; they usually fight to the death. The winner desecrates the corpse of their foe; until they find a pretty enough piece to bring to their love-interest. They see this as a display of strength and undying love; however, a human who is mentally stable would think they're a fucking maniac.
Thrull would wonder what he did wrong, and after a LONG silence treatment; you would explain that slaughtering someone is NOT the way to your heart.
4. TLKOE: The Monster Dimension (otherwise known as Tyrannus)
He brought you to his homeworld; he knew Earth (or in TLKOE; it's ruins) didn't deserve someone as magnificent as you. After (safely; optimally with your permission) bringing you to Tyrannus; his homeworld, he'd allow you to get used to it for a year. At minimum, as he knows moving dimensions is stressful. He'd assist you in learning magic, and Tyrannian means of combat. I'd imagine they'd communicate in what humans call 'Old Norse'; he'd teach you the language, so you don't need to depend on him as much, as he doesn't want you to feel helpless. He knows you were strong on earth; he wants you to be strong here, as well.
5. At-Home (Family-life Part A)
When he's not out; doing his job (Monster-Hunting), he's honestly the best partner anyone could ask for! When you two are sleeping; he instinctively brings you to his chest, and curls up. Definitely the big spoon. Being the little spoon would be uncomfortable; for the both of you. Due to his extensive knowledge on many languages; he'd likely whisper sweet nothings when you both rest; in your language, and his. Very physically affectionate. It takes longer for heat to get to the skin for his species; due to major veins & stuff being deeper under the skin and muscle. So; he fucking loves a good cuddle session; especially during colder times! Please tell him in advance, when you have to leave the house; because if you don't, he will follow your scent like a fucking animal 🧑🦯
6. Opinion on Children (Family-life Part B)
Whether they're biological, or even adopted, he likes the thought of raising children with you. When he was 28 (in Tyrannian years; 280 Earth-years); he once had a family, and his previous wife + and 4 out of his 5 kids were brutally murdered. His only surviving child is Skaelka (look at their personalities; them fuckers are related somehow). He desperately wants a family again; he fights back tears with all his might, when someone mentions his deceased family. However; you happened to be his dead wife reincarnated.
(if you're able to/want to) When you get knocked up, and he finds out; he's fucking estatic! However; the *ahem* 'genetic material' is potent enough to put twins in there; at least. So, you're in for one hell of a ride!!
#i love them#i'm tweaking bruh#big buff men#tlkoe#the last kids on earth#tw monsterfucking#big tiddy committee#big man#big boy#mm yes#DILFS!!!#\FUCK YEAH!!#weaow
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-he didn't know what he had expected, but it definitely wasn't what he learned about the other now. The piece of meat he was about to bring to his mouth remains part-way as his jaw drops slightly and he blinks at Jae in disbelief. But he listens although he's certainly shocked about the revealing-
B-but…why…? Did you get involved with the wrong people? Anyway…you've got a conscience, I know it! I know you don't want to do something evil. Fuck…
-he swallows and takes a deep breath as he halfway believes in his own words and halfway wants to reassure himself that Jae isn't a murderer because he's evil. However, the possessive words of the other meanwhile touch him deeply and so he nods without any sign of doubt, holding Jae's hand even tighter-
I don't go, no fucking way. And I trust you, really. You'd never hurt me. I'm with you.
-standing up he hurries around the table and wraps his arm around Jae from behind, hugging him and kissing his temple-
But…I'm not in danger because of those motherfuckers who tell you to kill, right?
-Jae couldn't help but to think that Teru was now scared of him, it looked like it, even though he was saying things that should make him think otherwise.. he couldn't believe it, he swallows quickly as he gets hit with a bunch of questions.. questions he had been trying so hard to ignore-
I guess you could say that and now that I have been doing this for so long, I can't just stop you know. People have tried to stop before and they get silenced. If you know what I mean..
-how many times he had seen his colleagues get killed because they wanted to get away from this lifestyle, Jae didn't dare to try, he might be strong.. confident, but he was well aware he had fucked up at a young age and there wasn't really a way out of this mess, he could only hope that Teru would actually stay there with him, that was all he needed-
Do you think I would let anyone lay a finger on you? You know, I would kill them all.. I would kill someone who would even look at you suggestively.. or at least hurt them enough to not look at you again. I want to say I am not a bad person, but I am still a killer. Yes, I didn't choose to do this, but it doesn't change the fact that I kill humans for a living. I.. am not a good man for you. I know, but I am selfish. I love you Teru and.. I want you to keep loving me.
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I love your fics so much!! We need more Steve. Can you do one where Steve and reader were fwb or something and break up because she found out he was going to leave her for peggy after returning the stones? But then Steve doesn't go through with it but reader makes steve work for it to get back together? thank you so much!!
This Dress is Karma
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader
Please do not repost/translate anywhere. Reblogs & Comments are much welcomed ♥
Summary: Steve was never adept at appreciating what was right in front of him or adapting to personal situations in his life. You weren't a fool. After saving the world, you could tell that Steve wanted to return and get that chance with the dame that got away. At least that's what Steve thought he wanted. At the last moment, Steve realizes you're everything but quickly learns that you're not about to give him his happily ever after without reparations.
Warnings: No smut but definitely saucy...reader discretion advised. Please read responsibly. Angst with happy ending. Unbeta'd.
Note: I felt this request so hard LMAO. I love Steve but sometimes he makes me want to choose violence after endgame. It really do be "how angry am I with steve today?" sometimes LOL enjoy this revenge fic with happy ending bc we forgive this dumbass.
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You had not begged or even asked Steve to stay when you figured out he didn't plan to come back after returning the stones. But Steve had known you well enough to know when you were hurting and hiding it.
Watching the light dim from your eyes, the subtle recoil as you crossed your arms, and the way your jaw trembled before clenching, Steve thought his own heart was dropping into his stomach.
But he reasoned it was fair. The two of you weren't dating. There hadn't ever been a time where either of you clearly defined what it was between the two of you.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't at least a little bit in love with you. It would also be a lie to say that Steve didn't know that it was very clearly defined, even though nothing was said.
There had been no fighting words, just watching you swallow noticeably and a sharp nod of your head. You turned around and walked off, not stopping when he called your name.
It was over after that.
You continued to be professional after that. During the mission, you interacted with Steve like he hadn't broken your heart. There had been so much that happened, so much that burned, but you hadn't turned to him for comfort like you used to.
But when it was all said and done, when it was time for Steve to return the stones, he finally saw your mask slip.
"I can't be here," you mutter to Bucky, who nodded in complete understanding as he leaned in to tell you he'd see you later.
Bucky had known, too, felt the loss pounding in his chest. Felt the anger of Steve's lie that he'd always be there until the end of the line—because this wasn't the end of the line, at least not for Bucky.
Still, Bucky stayed because Steve was his best friend, and for all the right things Steve had done, he deserved to have his best friend see him off.
Bucky supposes a part of him wanted to see Steve when he was old—he just thought they'd grow old together.
It happened so fast, which Bucky's thankful for.
But he's surprised at what he sees.
"You motherfucker," Bucky shakes his head, a dry laugh of disbelief leaving his throat. He didn't even think it was possible to experience so many emotions in such a short amount of time.
Steve stands there, young and still clean-shaven. He smiles sheepishly at his best friend.
"I'm not going to even feel bad for the hell she'll put you through," Bucky cocks his brow at his friend. "And I'm not going to feel bad for the hell I'm going to put you through too."
Steve sighs. "Yeah, I know."
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You sat in your bathtub, trying to relax. It was hard, though.
You were trying to not think about what was happening right now. How Steve was reuniting with Peggy. How he was disrupting a whole timeline to create a new one just for the dame that got away.
Steve was probably kissing her passionately right now, running his broad hands down her curves as he pulled her close. Kissing her the way you taught him how to kiss.
You let out a humourless chuckle. All the things you taught Steve were now benefiting another woman. You hoped when you opened your mail later today, there would be a thank you note from Peggy.
Suddenly, tears formed so overwhelmingly thick, they ran down the side of your eyes. That hole you were trying to hide in your chest couldn't be ignored any longer. A choked sob left your lips, and you pressed your hands to your face.
Why?
Why hadn't you been enough?
Why hadn't all the times you been with Steve since he woke up from the ice enough?
Why couldn't those times compare to that one second he saw Peggy?
Why had you gone and fallen in love with Steve Rogers when he had never belonged to you in the first place?
Why had you been okay with being second place because you thought his past would just remain his past?
God, how stupid you'd been.
You stifle your tears as you pull the plug on your bath. The warm water wasn't doing much to comfort you, and you were just starting to feel horribly pathetic sitting in your tub naked.
Just as you had put on your bathrobe, there's knocking on your door.
You immediately feel apprehension because Bucky is the only person who's supposed to come to see you, and he has the key to your place. You pass by your kitchen table, sliding your hand underneath to take out the hidden gun there as you turn off the safety and hold it up as you walk to the door.
You peek through the door and swear as you put your gun away. You unlock the door and swing it open, glowering.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
Steve blinks at you, feeling his cheeks heat at the sight of your wet hair and in your bathrobe. It had been a look he's seen so many times...usually right before he fucked you.
"I—" Steve started to say before the words caught in his throat. He could see your eyes were slightly puffy and a little red.
His heart clenched painfully. God, he had fucked up.
"I couldn't leave," Steve blurted out. "When the time came, all I could think about was you. You're...you're my best girl."
You stare in disbelief at the man before you. You can't even help the sardonic laugh that leaves your mouth.
"I'm not your anything, Steve," you glare at him. "Did you really come back thinking that I'd take you back? That I would be happy and just throw my arms open for you?"
Steve frowns, trying to push down the panic in his chest.
"I—no, I guess not. I mean, I'm not really sure..." Steve admits to you, and you cock your brow at him. "I just wanted to at least let you know that I love you...that I want a future with you."
You press your hand to your face, feeling the whiplash of everything.
"You hurt me, Steve," you finally mutter, ready to admit the truth you hadn't been able to the first time when things ended. "Do you have any idea what it feels like?"
"I know I hurt you, I'm so sorry..." Steve reaches out hesitantly and almost sighs in relief that you let him hold you. It reinforces what he felt all along, that you belonged in his arms, and he belonged with you.
"No, you have no idea," you mutter against his chest. "Do you have any idea what it felt like to know you were leaving me for someone else? That just moments ago, all I could think about was how you were holding her, kissing her, and doing all the things you used to do with me. You made me feel like I wasn't enough, Steve..."
Steve holds you tighter, trying to find the words to comfort you, but he found there wasn't really anything he could say. He did have no idea how that felt. Well, when he thinks about it, his chest curdles up in pain, but he knows it's not real, that he hadn't actually had to go through that.
"You're enough," Steve says as he presses a kiss to the crown of your head. "You're more than enough. I don't deserve you."
"Damn right," you push against Steve's chest to pull away. "And if you think for even one second that I'm going to take you back without any reparations, you have another thing coming."
"I'm willing to do whatever it takes," Steve says determinedly.
You quirk your brow at him. "We'll see about that, Rogers."
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Steve grips his glass of whiskey a little too hard.
He stares at the sea of dancing bodies and tries to adjust to the booming noise of the music.
No matter how many times he goes to the clubs, he never really gets used to them.
But this had been your condition to take him back. You told him that unless he really understood how he hurt you, there was no way you could try to move past it.
In a way, it was definitely a little vindictive since Steve did have some inkling of what you were going to put him through. At the same time, he felt it was fair. He couldn't even imagine how miserable you've been since the two of you broke it off. How you had to pretend like you weren't falling apart during the mission.
It has been a couple weeks since they've saved the world. There have been funerals and post-world stuff they had to attend to. Adjusting with the world returning to normal had been difficult, and honestly, it was still a shitshow.
But right now? Many others just wanted to forget what had happened, about what they've lost. Which was why the clubs were so busy.
You still wouldn't let him back into your apartment, so Steve was making do with the compound for now. It was just hours ago that you told him to come to the club.
His one job? Stand where you could see him, watch you, but don't approach—no matter what.
Steve stood at the main bar near the dance floor. He was at a clear vantage point at any part of the club, so he felt like he was doing a good job so far.
It was then he saw you.
You turned heads as you walked in—you always had.
But tonight, damn. Steve felt his pants tighten at the sight of you.
You were wearing his favourite red dress, the one that clung to your body and showed off your thighs and legs. It drew attention to the dip between your chest, and Steve almost swore.
That dress had been off-limits in public because Steve couldn't handle it. But he loved all those times you wore it for him in private and did things to him that reminded him he was yours.
That dress alone had Steve breathing heavily.
You made eye contact with him, and fuck, you had your bedroom eyes on. Steve was tempted to cross the room to you right then but remembered that his job was to stay rooted.
So, he stayed as you turned away as if you didn't know him.
"Hey, Stevie."
Steve turned to his right to see Bucky saddling up beside him. The weeks had passed by quick, and he was wary as there had been zero retribution that his friend had promised.
Bucky had been helpful and supportive throughout the entire process. He looked good, too. He had finally cut his hair, and it reminded Steve of their days in the past.
At the same time, Bucky looked like he belonged in this time. But Bucky had always been better at adjusting. He wore a grey, textured long-sleeve shirt and jeans. A gold chain plain necklace hung around his neck, and a ring on his index finger made him look modern.
Bucky ordered a shot of tequila and downed it without a thought.
"Didn't think you'd show up," Bucky told him, and Steve shrugged.
"It's the only way I can make it up to her. So, if I need to stay rooted here while she dances and flirts in front of me, then that's what I have to do," Steve said determinedly.
Bucky just strangely stares at him before he laughs. He looks out onto the dance floor and sees you dancing while a group of men hover around, trying to see who you would pick for your dance partner.
"That's going to fucking suck, Stevie," Bucky said as he downed another shot. "I'm not saying I'm in love with your girl, but she's definitely looking hot as fuck tonight. Swear I've seen that dress before," Bucky mutters.
He then turns to Steve and smirks. "Don't worry, pal. As your best friend you almost abandoned, I'll look after her tonight for you."
With that, Bucky pushes himself off the bar counter and weaves his way through the crowd.
Steve feels his stomach drop because it looked like Bucky had decided tonight would be the night he'd put Steve through hell for what he almost did.
Steve couldn't do anything but watch as Bucky slid up to you, showing those pathetic boys on the floor that they were unmatched against him as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you flushed against him.
That red dress contrasted against Bucky's monochrome outfit as you wrapped your arms around Bucky's neck and tilted your face against his closely.
Steve could feel his heart breaking then. Even though he knows nothing would truly happen between the two of you since he did come back. But he's starting to get a taste of what you experienced at the thought of him with Peggy, at the thought of that he truly left you.
He watches as Bucky is all up on you, manipulating your body to dance—to grind on him. Steve watches as Bucky takes liberties with you, touching and stroking your curves as he grinds himself into your ass along with the beat of the music.
Steve doesn't know what he's feeling. He feels sick; he feels hurt. He feels...hot. He had to adjust his feet multiple times because he had come close to leaving his spot so many times watching you dance with Bucky.
From where he was, he could see Bucky whispering something in your ear that made you giggle before looking back at him, licking your lips.
Fuck, Steve was going to go mad.
Steve hates it. Hates the fucking idea of you with someone else, no matter how tight his pants feel right now. He regrets it so much because this wasn't how he felt when he found out Peggy had married someone else and had kids with that man.
But the idea of you even fucking someone else that isn't him? Steve can't stand it. It makes him realize what a piece of shit he is, but he can't help it.
It doesn't help that you turned your head to look at Steve, and your look said it all.
This was retribution for breaking your heart.
You wanted his attention tonight, wanting to remind him that he was an absolute moron for thinking that he could ever move on from you.
You were punishing him, and Steve felt his mouth dry.
Your face said it all.
Look at me.
Look at this dress.
Look how someone else's hands are all over me.
Don't you regret it when you decided you weren't mine?
This could've been him.
This could've been him, dancing with you as he touched you all over. It could've been him that you would go home with, letting him rip that dress off—or maybe just fuck you in it.
Steve reminds himself that he just needs to stay where he is. Just stay and watch you, and you would be open to returning to him, and he was going to spend every day of his fucking life keeping you in every way. He would keep you deliriously happy that you wouldn't even remember the time he broke your heart.
He feels different types of hotness wash through him as he watches Bucky press kisses up and down your throat and jawline, but never your mouth.
He watches your eyes flutter open and close.
Steve watches Bucky do nearly everything to you but kiss your lips and fuck you on the dance floor. He supposes that he should be thankful because he's sure that you had pictured Steve doing that with Peggy.
Steve doesn't know how many hours pass of him watching you and Bucky on the dance floor. Watching Bucky drag you to the bar just a couple of feet away from him like he wasn't even there as he buys you a drink. He watches you flirt and is reminded how you used to flirt with him.
The entire thing was maddening, and Steve's pants feel like it's going to burst.
By the time it's finally over, Bucky kisses your cheek goodnight and passes by him with a shit-eating smirk and a wink.
The night is over, and he's finally allowed to move.
Steve follows you out of the club like a lost puppy.
You stand at the edge of the curb and look at him. The streetlight hits you just right, and you look incredibly fucking hot and beautiful, and hopefully his.
"Well," you quirk your brow at him. "I'll have to hand it to you. I didn't think you'd manage to stay the entire time."
"It wasn't easy..." Steve said with a weak smile.
"And how do you feel?"
"Awful," Steve admits right away as he takes off his leather jacket and puts it over your shoulders. "Feels like you ripped out my heart and stomped all over it, sweetheart."
"Good," you tell him without guilt. "Now you know a sliver of how I felt. You're lucky I didn't kiss and fuck Bucky and make you watch."
"Oh, believe me, I know," Steve said dryly. He stands there with you outside, his hands shoved into his pants pockets.
You stand there, watching as Steve tries to hover closer to you, looking like a shot puppy and you sigh.
Tonight felt good.
It was petty as hell since Steve hadn't actually done anything with Peggy, while you actually made Steve witness the things you pictured him doing.
You didn't care, though, because doing it made the anger go away, and it was easier to admit another truth when there was no anger.
That you felt hot the entire night with Steve's eyes on you.
"Take me home, Steve," you say quietly as you send him a heated look, biting your bottom lip. "Think we've both had enough tonight with you eye-fucking me in this dress tonight. You can do something about it now."
Steve lets out the biggest groan of relief as he starts to lead you away to his motorcycle. He's going to blow through the streets tonight to get home.
"That dress is karma, sweetheart."
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