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betatrigger319 · 4 months

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Eventual Ghost x OFC

I’m gonna be honest, I haven’t actively written jack all in the last ten years and my jumping down the rabbit hole of this fandom’s made me really want to get back into writing. So I’m literally just posting this for feedback. As of right now there is nothing else written out for this, though I have a general idea of where I want it to go with it. This is a rough draft as I tend to re read what I write and make changes multiple times. The only warning I can give at the moment is for an allusion to unalivement/war crimes (its Call of Duty, this is to be expected). The one phrase in Russian was done through google translate so if its completely wrong in what I was attempting to say I apologize.

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Death of Peace of Mind

~Omen~

Verdansk had been the beginning.

Her team had only just returned to base at the time with a squad of American Army Rangers after a joint operation when the orders came down for them to haul ass to Verdansk. The simple part of it was to rendezvous with another SAS squad and a platoon of Marines and provide support. It had sounded too easy when explained like that, but Katrina had served for the better part of a decade, a large portion of that with the British Special Air Service. Nothing was ever that simple with a level of urgency like this.

No time to debrief after their latest mission, or to grab any of their belongings they had brought just a few days prior (though they had been reassured by the Base Commander that there would be no problems for them to come back once they were done), the team of four simply piled into the Chinook and used the time during flight they had to relax.

Katrina had shared a look of concern with her other Sergeant at first, a mousey brunette they affectionately called Smoky that looked like he weighted forty-five kilos soaking wet, both unsure of how to feel about diving head first into a new mission after having just finished one. It wasn’t the oddest thing to happen, she personally had heard stories of some SAS squads going from one operation to the next simply because they were nearby, but the immediate sense of urgency wasn’t sitting right with either herself or Smoky.

~Alright you three. Ears on yeah.~

Kat tore her gaze away from Smoky and looked to her left, the gaze of Captain Wallace Irons roving over each one of them before nodding slightly to himself knowing he had their attention.

~What th’ ‘ell is this about Capt’?~ Smoky huffed, eyes locking with the Captain before he continued. ~Why a they sendin’ us to Verdansk on short notice?~

~There’s been a terrorist attack. A Russian Ultra Nationalist group another team has been tracking alongside the CIA.~

Kat rolled her eyes, a part of her not surprised. ~Take one group out and anozher will follow. Like чертовы тараканы(chertovy tarakany). Bastards.~

~Which one is it this time?~ A small quirk of his lip was enough to let the team know that Lieutenant Jackson Davids, or Ajax as he had earned in Boot Camp, was annoyed at best. Not that it was in any way a surprise.

~Call themselves Konni Group.~ Irons replied, shooting both Kat and Smoky disapproving looks when he noticed them scoff.

Smoky groaned into his headset. ~Well that’s disappointing~

~And unoriginal. Sounds more like a Priviat Company than a terrorist group.~ Kat added, leaning back against the interior side of the Chinook as best she could.

~Regardless of reasoning, they’ve attacked the International Airport. Bravo team will be conducting a Capture or Kill mission for the Head of Konni group. We’re to provided support and help clear out any hostiles and secure any surviving civilians~

Surviving.

A heaviness seemed to fall over everyone at the term. There was no such thing as surviving when it came to organized attacks like these. They were meant to cause as much chaos as possible in as short a time span as possible, though the more sadistic groups had contingencies in place that somehow stretched out that chaos to spread hours instead of minutes.

Carnage in its most basic form, and they were marching headlong into it.

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The rest of the flight from Iran to the mountains of Northern Georgia was in silence, everyone doing what they could to mentally prepare themselves for the hell they would be walking into.

It was no surprise when they landed on the closest airstrip to the building that the chaos had already unfolded beyond what had been anticipated. The echo of multiple sirens ricochetted all around them, soldiers running back and forth as the prepared to breach the terminals. Kat and Smoky hung back a few steps as Irons and Ajax were greeted by three people. A bald male that looked to be in his fifties in a dress Uniform, stars sitting across his shoulders belying his status as General, another soldier, male, to his left with mutton chops and a camo boonie’s hat (Bravo teams Captain if the SAS patch and Union Jack on his plate carrier was anything for Kat to go by), and another male to his right in full kit, the American flag on proud display on both his tac jacket and plate carrier.

Irons gave a quick nod to the first male that had approached just ahead of the other two. “General Shepherd.”

“Captain Irons.”

“Got here as fast as we could sir. My team is ready when you are.”

“Good thing then Captain. Our mission is to locate and capture Vladimir Makarov. Captain Price and his Sergeant will be spear heading this operation. Your team will be assisting in clearing out the hostiles and securing the building.” Shepherd explained, motioning to the Captain on his left at his mention.

“Understood sir.”

“Set your comms to channel three. Friendly call out is ‘Blue Blue’. Let’s bag this son’uva bitch and get ourselves a win.”

A resounding ‘yes sir’ echoed around Kat, her voice sounding distant as her mind took notice of the sudden change in the weather, sunlight disappearing behind advancing clouds that seemed to cluster closer and closer together...

“Smoky on me. Ajax with Kit. Let’s get moving lads.”

... Like an ill fated omen of things to come.

**чертовы тараканы -> damn cockroaches. I have a feeling this is probably wrong, but I’m not fluent in Russian to know.

#cod mw2 #cod mwii #simon ghost riley #john price #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #tf 141 #task force 141

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urdgealesisbaby · 2 years

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Hi! If you don’t mind me requesting what do you think dazai, fyodor, chuuya, and sigma[if only you write for sigma ofc!] thats just acts alike atsushi?

ALSOO have a amazing day!

Hello,dear anon!!!🌹🌹🥰

Ofc I dont mind!!Sorry it took kinda long to answer this!!

Also thank you guys so much for the kind messages and appreciation towards my posts!! It really helps me to have some feedback and to motivate me!!!💕💕💕

But here we are::::🎂🎂🎂

🎉Osamu Dazai, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Chuuya Nakahara, and Sigma with a s/o that just acts like Atsushi🎉

🎉Dazai Osamu🎉

-this man would absolutely love your personality

-like he is so excited to annoy you

-but you are soft like Atsushi so you won't really get mad at him

-after all you do love him because he is Dazai ya know

-gets very cuddly around you

-absolutely loves to tease you hehe<3

🎉Fyodor Dostoyevsky🎉

-just like Dazai, he is a huuuge tease

-I mean Mister Russian Ushanka Hat Man would love to see you get a little angry or something like those reactions

-loves your so human side

-it makes him comfortable

-on your side everytime even if you are wrong because you are the only one he truly loves

🎉Chuuya Nakahara🎉

-he is not like Fyodor or Dazai in the tease phase

-he would be chill about your personality

-would constantly mention though the fact that you and Atsushi have so many similarities

-would ask some days if you and Atsushi are brothers or twins or something like that

-he loves you

-he thinks you are very very pretty and cute💖

🎉Sigma🎉

-to be honest I think he would actually be the one that matches with your energy the most because he understands Atsushi and is kind of like him

-you two would be lovers and best friends at the same time I can'tttttt

-you two have a very cute relationship-you just match each other I can't say more heheh

-he would be trying out more human relationship things with you and would be trying to constantly understand you better because he feels something for you he has never felt for someone before so yeah you are very very special<3

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tf2-dead · 2 years

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The mercs (+Miss Pauling) react to being called cute

Masterlist

A/N: I wrote this at 1 in the morning because I couldn’t sleep so have fun

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Scout

“Cute?! I ain’t cute! I’m a total sexy, manly uhh..attractive hunk! H-hey wait, dat isn’t to say you can’t call me cute though-“

Please call him cute. Just do it.

Will insist that it’s mushy and stupid and that he’s so much more manly than that whilst his face is burning and his stomach is doing flips

Gets a huge ego boost every time you compliment him, so he’ll be glowing for the rest of the day

Definitely uses his cap to cover his embarrassingly red face whilst he pretends to be annoyed, which, for the record, is very cute.

Overall he loves it but he’s a tsundere

Soldier

“YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY CORRECT. I AM THE CUTEST. BUT. YOU ARE CUTER! EVERYONE. LOOK AT MY S/O, THEY ARE SO CUTE-“

will get into a fistfight with anyone who says you aren’t

He already knows he’s cute so he deflects the compliment back on to you

Will fistfight you if you say you aren’t cute

He will later apologize for said fistfight

He loves it when you compliment him, but loves complimenting you more

Just say you’re cute dammit this won’t go anywhere else-

Pyro

“Mm! Mmmphf Mmph, mph!”

Happy claps and lots and lots of cuddles

They think you’re cute too!

They’ll be over the moon and will most likely bring you small presents, be it flowers, toys or different heart-shaped candies

Oh wow look at this drawing they just did of you! Now with extra hearts and glitter!

Will be attached to your hip from that point on

1000000000/10 would call cute again

Demo

“Thas adorable, me sunflower. C’mere.”

If he’s drunk he’ll start sobbing

If not, he’ll just hold you close and whisper compliments and such in your ear, telling you how cute you are as well as many other endearments

The blush on his cheeks is not due to the alcohol

He’ll be very cuddly afterwards good luck trying to get away

This man is so very in love with you please make sure to call him nice things often

Heavy

“Your words are kind, solntse”

He doesn’t 100% understand but he knows it’s a compliment so he’s flattered

Definitely picks you up and spins around with you a bit, he likes to see you giggle and get flustered especially after you make him fluster as well

He doesn’t really blush but he definitely gets a big smile on his face and he becomes a bit more touchy, he’ll always want to keep some sort of physical contact with you during the day

Big Russian bear man would like to be called cute more often please

Engineer

“Well shucks, darlin’. If that ain’t the sweetest darn thing I’ve heard all day.”

This man.

This man knows he’s cute.

Still, he’ll be red faced and giggly, can’t really focus on his work after that

So he’ll ask for you to stay and assist in his workshop, but it’s really just an excuse to be with you more, many passing compliments ensue

He’s very touchy-feely afterwards

Sniper

“Ta, roo.”

This man doesn’t say much

Mostly due to the fact that he can’t keep his voice at a normal pitch due to how flustered he his

Literally almost cries he thinks you’re so perfect and amazing

Very blushy, very cute

Gets cuddly quickly

Wants to show you he appreciates it without words, using plenty of physical contact: holding your hand, small kisses, arm around your waist etc

Overall, flustered bushman is best bushman

Medic

“Oh! Vell danke, meine liebling I-ARCHIMEDES NO-“

Goes to compliment you back but Archimedes attacks

Small bird wants a compliment too you better give him one >:(

which you do ofc

Happy bird noises ensue

Okay back to medic.

He will get very lovey-dovey (heh get it) afterwards, whispering sweet nothings in German

Overall the scene just gets cliche very quickly

I can imagine he has some sort of gramophone in the corner of his operating theatre for when he wants to relax or when Archimedes wants something to listen to

Will definitely play some romantic music on said gramophone and just sway to it with you in his arms

He really appreciates the compliment even if it is small, it will stick with him for a while

Spy

“*weird French snort*, how ridiculous.”

Meanwhile internally : literally having a heart-attack merde zat’s so nice of them they’re so gorgeous je les aime tellement

Yeah he’s not outwardly the nicest

He kinda makes passive aggressive comments to make fun of you but you know he doesn’t really mean it

He’s just terrified of commitment but y’know 😗✌️

I have a feeling he’s quite insecure so he appreciates it even if he doesn’t show it

It’s been a while since he’s had this sort of connection with someone and he cherishes small moments like this

He’s trying his best tbh-

Miss Pauling

“O-oh! Thank you, (Y/N).”

This poor woman gets flustered so easily around her s/o

As in like instant red face, lip biting, fiddling with hands, covering her face, the whole shebang

It’s really cute though so the compliment is deserved

She tries to be professional about it but overall just fails miserably, leaving you laughing and her cringing at how in love she is

Give her kisses and cuddles please she’s really embarrassed

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captainkirkk · 2 years

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I’ve had one of my works kinda plagiarized but honestly I mostly found it really funny because I didn’t notice for like way too long

So I’m reading this fic right and I’m enjoying it but a few things stick out as familiar, a couple plot beats that I coulda *sworn* I had seen somewhere before. But also there’s enough stuff that’s totally unfamiliar that I was like ‘maybe I’ve read smth else this person I’ve done and I’m picking up on the style’

And it isn’t until the very very end of the fic where it ends in a *really* strange place— like, a side battle that was tangential at best to the main storyline— and in a really odd and specific way that I was like ‘hmm actually hey don’t I have a fic vaguely like this? Maybe’ so I go back and sure enough I Have written a fic like that. I’ve written a fic *very* like that. I’ve written a fic *very* like that that just so happens to be A, older and B, unfinished, with the last chapter being that minor side battle…….

Alright, so it’s not 1-1, and they’ve got enough differences that you *could* say it’s just coincidence, unless you happen to compare the fics side by side. You know that very lazy thing that people sometimes do for essays or some such where they copy-paste a sentence, but then switch the wording up a bit? Or there are several scenes in theirs that need context from mine to work.

I haven’t reported it or anything mostly because I find it incredibly funny. How bold this author is! ‘I’ve had this idea for a few years’ you sure have! And then, in the comments, upon being asked if it’s alright to translate it to russian— ‘of course! Just link back to the original fic ^^’ yes we wouldn’t want any stealing here would we oh plagiarism would be just awful! Every time I need a good laugh I go dig it up again, never fails to entertain. (Ofc if they do that to anyone else i Will slam dunk them in the trash since it is kind of a shitty thing to do, but god. The entertainment value is off the charts. I wonder if I ever add more to my own fic if a mysterious second chapter that they’ve been stewing on since 2019 will pop up)

I've had this happen to me. Quite a lot. I often don't say anything or report them, because it's not copy-and-pasted, like you said, it's a clear rewrite. I don't get it - writing your own ideas are wayyy more fun and gratifying - but I was never too upset about it

I've seen it happen to other people's fics too. Personally, I think ao3 is a hotpot of ideas and people often steal each other's ideas, sometimes without realising that they've done it. It's not necessarily a bad thing (so long as you make the idea your own), but I also think it's very important to acknowledge your sources. In fact, I've pointed this out to others before and suggested that they briefly add credit in the authors notes, and they flat out refused. Which annoys me. Like you said, it always stings worse when you see someone ripping someone else off.

Authors borrow ideas all the time, I just wish people were aware and honest and upfront about it, instead of blatantly plagiarising or refusing to credit their sources of inspiration

#i never lose respect faster then when i see someone refusing to admit that the ideas were borrowed from somewhere #there's nothing wrong with borrowing ideas! (unless the author says that the idea is off limits ofc)#fandom often has communal ideas and headcanons #but when we don't acknowledge that and instead try to hide that... idk rubs me wrong #ask #anon #i've seen this happen to writers i really respect #like muffinlance #there's one fic that still makes me mad to think about

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turtle-steverogers · 3 years

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she is very long so. enjoy😌

- Steve n Bucky going to the bodega down the street from their apartment. it’s open till like 4am and they go at all hours. sometimes they’ll go separately but they always go together when they go in between 12-4 am and no one who works there questions why

- they get a cat that they treat her like their child. it’s Alpine ofc😌 steve loves her so much but he knows it’s Bucky’s Cat and he’s fine with it

- you know how some siblings or partners or friends can communicate with their eyes and basically have telepathy? they totally have that and it annoys the shit out of every single person they meetjdksndks. someone will be talking to them and they will just make eye contact with each other bc it reminded them of an earlier convo they had or they both got annoyed by the other person or it reminds them of an inside joke or something and it just irritates EVERYONE. no one is able to intercept it and it’s just a thing that no matter what - even though they don’t mean to - you’ll feel a little left out when you’re with steveandbucky. it just comes with the gig. i like to imagine that depending on if it’s an au or not, its either really obvious or not. like in an au then yes it’s obvious they can have non verbal conversations, but if it’s not an au then it’s not entirely obvious bc they’re enhanced humans and they know how to hide their secret conversations. but everyone they talk to is essentially an enhanced human or has special abilities so it’s obvious to them and they catch them in the act LOL. if they’re interacting with regular people then it’s not very obvious though

- DATE NIGHT!!! yes they’re old yes they have date night. when they go out it’s usually to places in their neighborhood, but a lot of the time they like to stay in bc. they’re old men <3 steve is better at cooking and bucky is better at baking bc you can get creative with cooking and steve likes that more. he enjoys baking a lot too but he thinks bucky’s stuff tastes better. whenever they stay home though there’s ALWAYS a movie. always. they alternate choosing but there is always a movie to watch. bucky usually falls asleep nearing the end and steve plays with his hair😌 he rolls his eyes cause it happens every time but he actually likes when it happens bc he can braid strands of hair together

- pet names oh my god. so many pet names. every single one. mainly from bucky. steve uses them but maybe like two. he favors sweetie and buck and that’s it really. sometimes he uses hon. bucky though oh my god. every single pet name under the sun. so many variations of doll you wouldn’t believe - baby doll ofc, dolly, stevie doll. sweetheart. sweetness. blondie. pretty boy. hot stuff. stevie. baby. hon. honey. sunshine. angel. it’s just so many. and it’s like very sickening insane twisted etc but hot at the same time. most people are like jeez barnes do you ever shut up… but most of these people secretly think it’s a little hot theyre thinking damn where is that affection for me…. i need me a bucky barnes :| steve is the only smitten kitten outwardly even if he huffs and puffs sometimes but it’s obvious he enjoys it. like they are so annoyingjdkssn for real they aren’t a pda couple really but the petnames….. so many. so so so many it’s sickeningly sweet but bucky dgaf! steve is his sweetheart his dolly his baby his angel so he’s going to call him these things!

- steve knows his body is what is considered “perfect” but he still is insecure about it around most people and bucky knows this so when steve lounges at home in bucky’s boxer briefs and his own tee shirt or he kicks off his pants when he’s too hot at night in bed bucky is reminded of just how much steve loves him and feels comfortable around him which is something he always strives for - to make steve comfortable. not baby him because steve bitches at anyone that does that to him but to make him feel comfortable

- and on the subject of feeling comfortable i imagine that they always check in with one another but it’s very subconscious they hardly realize they do it. like steve will bitch at bucky to pick up his shoes from their doorway or to clean his hair from the shower drain but the next second he will ask him if his back still hurts from being kicked by sam and from where steve AND alpine scratched him (in very different ways)

- steve is the sweater husband and bucky is the sweatshirt husband. they trade off a lot but that’s just how their closets look

- steve takes a liking to crop tops 😌 but ONLY around the house bc again he’s really truly only comfortable around bucky. he wears em with boxer briefs or sweatpants but you can guarantee that the briefs and sweats usually just end up on the floor 9 out of 10 times

- hair ties everywhere. they can be found on the floor in the laundry in their bed in the couch on top of the fridge on their fire escape. they are literally everywhere. steve just picks them up and puts them in the bathroom but they always make their way back. he doesn’t say anything to bucky until he finds alpine chewing one and she ends up smacking herself in the face with the hairtie

- their fridge is always full with leftovers and food from sam or clint’s or whoever’s house or takeout. they always eat it all but they get and make a lot of food so the fridge is always full

- subconsciously bucky always has a hand on the back of steve’s neck. like it’s not ENTIRELY a possessive thing but he used to do it a lot when steve was small because it was easy and it was comfortable. for him and just for him and steve. it was like swinging an arm around steve’s shoulders or putting a hand on his shoulder. it was just natural and easy so he did it. a part of him back then prewar did it possessively too, but he always tampered that down bc steve wasn’t his. now he does it without shame

- steve really likes tofu and vegan meat, non dairy milk like almond and soy, and overall a lot of non dairy vegan foods, and a lot of fruits. he gets made fun of for a lot specifically about the vegan stuff but his reasoning is that there’s so much food accessible for people with allergies in the future that he wished existed a hundred years ago so he’s going to try it and stick with it if he likes it. people shut up after that

- he also tips a little more than he needs to everywhere he goes. everywhere. like it’s cool when steve rogers walks in to a restaurant bc he’s a superhero or whatever but its REALLY cool because he leaves a generous tip and that’s what really makes peoples day

- before they get legally married they are still very much married. like “i packed you lunch, meet me at the restaurant instead of me going to pick you up bc it’ll take longer, i got takeout let’s bitch together while we watch shitty reality tv, let’s bitch at EACH OTHER through the phone in public, let’s send each other ugly pictures of each other or funny texts while we’re right next to each other, i’m out with a group and you’re not there and i say multiple times ‘i miss steve/bucky’, let’s yell at each other from opposite ends of the apartment instead of getting up to see each other, steve i’m going to fuck you on the couch bc our room is too far, etc.” they are just very much married without the documents and legalities and it’s very obvious

okay all of these were ABSOLUTELY wonderful and im really going to restrain my urge to respond to each and every one but that might be futile

-okay YES they definitely go to that bodega at all hours, and usually it's for normal things when they go separately: milk, cereal, toilet paper. but when they go in the middle of the night, they almost always purchase some like odd assortment of candies and deli meat. also, they're always in their pajamas. like bucky's in plaid pj pants and a star wars sweatshirt, and steve is in like 5" shorts and a huge crewneck and they're both in slides and they definitely only speak russian to each other when they're in there after hours

-yes alpine! they also have a dog, that is more steve than bucky's!! his name is norman in my headcanon (and a couple of my fics) and he is best boy

-okay i need more of this in my general stucky life: steve and bucky being like,,, best friends as well as lovers and being so seamlessly close. like yeah, they definitely talk with their eyes, or just one glance, or half-sentences ("hey, did you ever get to--" "yup, on the way home. it was so--" "yeah, good. glad to hear") and they know exactly what the other is saying.

-yes to the date nights!!! and when they stay in to watch movies, they make Tons of popcorn. and they Have to make separate batches, because steve will Only eat his with like half a bottle of that powdered white cheddar on his

-YES we share the same fucking headcanon for petnames on god

Steve: love you, buck:)

Bucky: love you, pumpkin

-Steve definitely has body dysmorphia, probably even post serum (I have lots of thoughts on this, that might be a different post) and yeah, Bucky definitely knows its Big that he feels comfortable enough to be exposed around him (and he's even more honored that steve lets him be intimate with him, because that's really hard for steve, too)

-yeah! and easy check ins like "ur stomach still bothering you from last night?" "oh, no it was just a little bug turns out" or like "my head hurts:(" "i have meds in my bag. you want?" "yeah, just two" or like subtly checking on injuries, yeah

-yeah the sweater versus sweatshirt tracks tbh i picture steve in a lot of crewnecks so yeah

-STEVE IN CROP TOPS STEVE IN CROP TOPS and i raise you they're often ones he's cropped himself and he's also painted on! or bleach painted!! and theyre so cool and bucky never wants to make a big deal out of it, but he's so proud of steve for expressing himself like that

-ALPINE SMACKING HERSELF ALKFJALSDKFJA also steve always has a hairtie on HIS wrist in case bucky forgets one for himself

-they also always have Steve Staple Foods cuz i headcanon steve as a picky eater (adhd!steve + serum enhancements, it's down to a formula) so they have a lot of Kraft mac and cheese and easy heat up meals and lunch meats around for when he's having bad food days

-OMG and steve absolutely MELTS i raise you, too, bucky will especially hold the back of his neck when he needs to get steve to Chill Out. so like if he sees him stressing he'll put his hand on the back of his neck and squeeze and literally feel the tension drain from him or like if steve is having a panic attack, he'll hold the back of his neck while they breathe together

-yes and also any time that steve is Choosing food for himself and feeling motivated to eat it, it's a win, so people learn to back off there, too

-yes! he tips generously, but never awkwardly or offensively. he's also super kind and patient to food service workers!

-this last point is so perfect i cant. like yeah, back to steve and bucky just being,,,, the best of friends. ugly selfies galore, shoving their feet in each other's face, flicking each others ears. and yes, all the fucking gossiping. on the phone gossip, venting, fun gossip from around work. they talk about it all. and it's so great for them

thank you again for stopping by! your thoughts are impeccable!

#steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #stucky headcanons #long post #domestic anon

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eloquent-vowel · 3 years

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Part 5 "Comfortable" Bucky X OFC (#043)

Description: A series of attacks on Russian diplomats lead to Fury dispatching some members of the avengers to defend them. There they meet a very new threat- one they have never seen before.

Tags: Angst, Fluff, Slow burn, very much a slow burn. Bucky Barnes x OFC, Winter Soldier X OFC

Warnings: Canon typical violence

Thank you all for reading this far! Here is a little time skip for you and the first time some of the Avengers meet Eris. Time is probably going to be very disjointed after this part! <3

Part 4

Bruce stared out of the Avenger's tower window, New York looked so small from up here. Looking down everyone seemed so unimportant, there were hundreds of people walking to the same place they always did, dressed in the same clothes they always wore. Were they happy with their lives? Were they living their dreams? What did they regret?

"See anything interesting Doc?" Tony's voice broke Bruce's trance. "Seen any muggings? Street fights? You know, I once saw a pigeon fly down and steal someone's sandwich right from their hand, the whole thing." Tony came into view, two cups of coffee in his hands. His eyes sparkled with the usual joy but under it all there was the slightest hint of concern.

Bruce took the offered coffee cup. "Buff pigeon."

"Perhaps it was a tiny pigeon hulk."

Bruce huffed a laugh before sipping is coffee. "The Incredible Squawk?" Despite Bruce's attempt at humour his voice came out as bitter as his coffee. Bruce watched the steam slowly rise before letting out a broken sigh. "She would have been 24 today."

Tony placed a hand on Bruce's shoulder, there was silence for a while. He had to think about what to say next, "We'll find her, Bruce. We won't stop looking I can pro-"

"Tony." Bruce turned to face Tony, the bags under his eyes were deeper than usual. "Thank you for trying to cheer me up but, let's be realistic, its been 20 years. The truth is either she doesn't want to be found or never will be."

"You are aloud to be realistic, Bruce, but don't lose hope."

The two shared an understanding stare, Bruce looked like he was going to say something but was interrupted by Natasha entering the room.

"We have a problem."

"When do we not?"

"Funny, Tony." Nat approached the two of them, she was staring down at the tablet in her hand very intently, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. "A Russian diplomat was murdered at his safe house last week."

"And this concerns us how." Tony's tone was flippant.

"Because he as an informant for Shield but before he could talk he was beaten so badly they had to use dental records to confirm his identity."

Nat handed over the tablet to Tony who flicked through the photos of the crime scene. It was brutal. The guards that were put in to defend the diplomat were beaten to death, violently. It was obvious, even to his untrained eye, that whoever did this used their fists and no other weapon. Most of the guards had dents in their temples and some had broken knees. The path of the killer was followed by a nice trail of beaten corpses. Until they lead to the bedroom of the diplomat. Just like the other corpses, his body was beaten with blunt objects but unlike the others the killer really wanted to make sure he was dead. There was practically no skull that remains intact and there was blood everywhere. Tony blanched a bit and returned the tablet to Nat.

"What exactly do you want us to do? Bring a guy back from the dead?"

"No." Nat sounded tired, stressed, Tony kicked himself slightly for not being able to be serious. "We are being tasked for protecting someone we strongly suspect to being a second target." She turned the tablet around to show another angry looking man.

"Who pissed in his cornflakes?"

Nat ignored Tony. "This is Panin Rostislavovich, Russian ambassador here in America and more importantly mole for Shield. We think there is a large possibility he will be attacked at some point this week. Fury has asked that we personally see to guarding him. Something about improving relations with Russia."

"So, we sit in a room with someone and get paid for it?"

Nat just raised her eyebrow.

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"Getting comfortable there, Mr. Rostislavovich?"

Tony quipped to the stern man who was currently pacing violently up and down the length of the room. Normally he wouldn't have commented on it but his footfalls were terribly annoying and Tony was nursing one hell of a hangover.

"Would you be comfortable in this situation? Would you Mr. Stark." Tony fought the urge to roll his eyes. "When your colleague has been beaten to death in his apparently 100% secure and safe house!"

"Panin, buddy, listen- we are just here on a hunch no one said for certain that they were after you."

Tony made eye contact with Natasha and Steve who were standing guard by the door. They both shook their heads, no signs of intrusion at the moment. They were in direct contact with the guards outside the house and inside of the house, if Tony said so himself, this place seemed pretty impenetrable.

"Team Delta. Team Delta, report."

Him and his big mouth,

Nat's voice was panicked as she began to check in with all the teams around the perimeter of the house. She got more and more intense with each team name.

"No one on the perimeter is responding. Tony get him to the safe room, be ready to take the back exit."

"You don't have to tell me twice, come on buddy, let's not get you killed."

With that the escorted Panin to the solid metal safe room leaving Steve and Nat to do what they did best, beat people up.

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Natasha turned to Steve, he looked calm but the tight grip he had on his shield gave him away. The sound of fighting and violence started to be heard through the door.

"Hide and we get the jump on them." Nat whispered as she ducked behind one of the large sofas, Steve look up place adjacent to her. She began to count her bullets, double checking that she had enough ammunition.

There was silence for a moment.

Then a massive crash as the door flew off its hinges and into the wall behind Steve. She couldn't help the slight gasp that she let out as Steve slowly moved away from the rubble.

"I can hear you." A female voice, gravelly and harsh spoke in perfect Russian. It sent shivers down Nat's spine, Steve looked at her questionably. She just gritted her teeth and shot at the doorframe. She watched as Steve leapt out once she ran out of bullets. She reloaded as quickly as possible to cover Steve, as soon as she aimed her pistol over the couch she was stunned into inaction.

She could hardly keep track of who was hitting who as Steve fought the intruder. It was evident that this person was the same as Steve, they were a super soldier. Nat tried to find a pattern in their movements, an opening to fire a shot but every move they made was unexpected and chaotic. They were covered almost head to toe in black tactical gear, the only exception being their legs that reflected in the low lights of the room, metal legs? Whatever they were made of their legs were definitely strong as one well placed kick threw Steve back against the wall to joint the door.

Nat didn't hesitate to engage. Vaulting over the couch and throwing her gun by the window, she went immediately for a choke hold, swinging her legs over the other woman's neck. Nat felt some sort of pride as she succeeded to bring the intruder down to the floor, she squeezed tightly in an effort to choke them. Until the glint of metal over the intruder's fists slammed right into the back of Nat's knee, it didn't quite dislocate as intended but the force was enough to let the intruder get free.

The two women stood up once more and took a moment to size each other up. Nat realised that this woman was as tall as Steve and looked as strong. The bottom half of her face was covered in a protective mask and her hair was wild, perhaps from a previous scuffle? Now that Natasha had a good look she realised that both of the woman's legs were made of a shining metal, they whirred and clicked as she stood up. She glanced at Steve who was just beginning to stand up, clutching his ribs- the two exchanged a quick nod and together began to try and take down this new threat.

Unfortunately it was not as easy as either of them thought. Their opponent was brutal, unpredictable and yet seemed to predict every move they made. Steve would attack from behind and she was sidestep, only to throw a devastating punch at her. It was down right terrifying that one woman was able to take on both Steve and herself at once. Even worse was that this woman didn't seem to tire, while Steve and the woman were able to breathe normally Nat was beginning to falter. The intruder saw this and with one well timed switch kick Nat saw stars as a metallic leg collided with her temple.

Steve watched in horror as Nat fell, his opponent showed no sense of regret and did not hesitate to begin her brutal assault on him once more. Thrown by Natasha bleeding from the head it didn't take long for the woman to have her arms around his neck in a less than friendly way. Black spots danced in his vision, he thought this was it. He began to run through ways to get out of this but every time he struggled the edge of the brass knuckles dug deeper into his throat.

He thought he was gone until he felt her shift slightly and then let go of him altogether. He fell on the floor gasping and turned to see where the woman had gone. He saw her pick up Natasha's pistol and making a running leap out of the window. Shattering the glass into a hailstorm of chaos.

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Tony had little warning other than the sound of glass shattering and the violent bang of a gunshot. The man who he had previously been talking to about his plans for the future fell to the ground, a bullet hole directly through the centre of his brain.

Tony turned around violently to just catch the sight of some meta glinting under streetlights and a figure darting off into the dark.

Fury was going to be so mad at him.

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going to the cinema - allies (minus france)

america / alfred

he says it’s a day out for both of you, but in reality you’re acting more like his parent than his friend

“omg omgggg i’m gonna get the limited edition merch from the new film” “alfred, no”

buys too many of the overpriced snacks, you still have stuff left by the time the credits roll around

you have to shush him sometimes

says you should go watch all the preview films together when they come out, even if they look baaaaad bad he still wants to go

you making quiet comments and jokes about the film, but he laughs way too loud for someone who’s sat in a cinema

oh and ofc you have like, the best seats, “it’s cooler that way”, i’m talking about those high. quality. top row seats.

if the film is available to see in 3d, you’re seeing it in 3d. no question, alfred wears the 3d glasses on top of his usual glasses, he doesn’t even give one about the physical inconvenience

it’s most likely a new action film, or a re-showing of a classic kids’ film like toy story or something

mcdonalds afterwards. you have to walk past one on your way home so it was kind of expected ngl

film review time over your mcdonalds, whether you sit in or take out there’s no avoiding impromptu film review time

walks you home if you ask, but generally you can both just settle for walking together and splitting up when you need to go different ways

england / arthur

he doesn't like cinemas so much (why go to watch a film sitting with random people when you can watch it in the comfort of your own home?) but he'll go, if you ask nicely

or bribe him. he takes magic spells and easy recipes

probably a paranormal horror film, or a romcom. nothing overly flashy and american, like an action film or slash horror

you bring your own snacks and drinks, why waste money on cinema snacks when you can buy the same thing from a normal shop for less?

arthur's special move is "instantly become a film critic when the previews start"

"we should watch this one when it comes out" "this one looks like utter rubbish"

if he doesn't like the film, he'll pretend to like it until you've left the cinema and he can proceed with shit talking the film

he's a little critical like wow arthur give the thing a chance

you don't go for takeaway/fast food after, not a fancy restaurant either, just something inbetween where you can have a quick meal

that being said, if the cinema was a spontaneous decision, then you're defo on fish and chips or a pub dinner

walks you home, either fully or halfway. whether you're on a date or just a platonic day out, he still wants you home safe, and it's the nice thing to do either way

china / yao

you only have to ask once, because it seems like good fun, he's willing to go

your own snacks or no snacks, take it or leave it

any film goes really, though he will comment over large portions of most of them

a live movie review so to say, not one afterwards like alfred does

"yao. yao please omg shush there's a film"

get him quiet before someone else shushes him first, christ he's not happy with it when that happens

he's not blunt about it but if he didn't like the film, then you're gonna know

same if he likes it too, you're hearing all about it

ci v i li z ed conversations about the film, rather than just how alfred and arthur would rant or info dump about their opinions on it

your house or his house afterwards? either way he cooks for you both, no restaurant or fast food needed

maybe a few street food snacks on the way, if available

(if you went to his house) he lets you walk home alone if you want to/don't mind, but defo the type to like double double check you're okay with it if you do

canada / matthew

very willing to go to the cinema, it's a nice place to spend time together without necessarily having to have a big conversation or be loud

prefers calmer films to action films, likes adventure films at a push

simple snacks, low amount, "less is more", plus it leaves less chance of either of you feeling sick afterwards

looks for positives in the film if he doesn't like it, but quietly glowing if he does like it

mostly just likes being able to spend his time with someone who doesn't leave him behind and who takes notice of him

he wants to hear about what you thought about the film, he'll add things in from his own opinion if he feels the need

you go to a cafe afterwards, for hot drinks and something sweet, unless you're hungrier than that

if so, going to a small restaurant or fast food place is fine

walks you home all the way; enjoys the company, and wants you to get home safely too

quite preoccupied with making sure you're happy and enjoying yourself

"you're not thirsty are you, i can buy you a drink?" "are you sure?" "okay then, just tell me if you want anything"

probably brought a small present for you, whether it was a platonic or romantic day, he wants to thank you for caring for him and being nice

russia / ivan

yes, he'll go with you!

it makes him happy to have been asked, finally someone's not so scared of him, enough that they would ask him to go somewhere with them

cinema snacks, though the prices did annoy him slightly, on both of your behalves

and safe to say your snack quantity is on the lower side, due to said prices

any horror films, but he's still oddly cheerful after leaving the cinema

blunt with his opinions on the film, but whether he liked it or not he still says everything with a smile on his face

surprisingly good listener when you're talking about your own opinions on the film

it's his own cooking, or a restaurant, though he would prefer baltic/russian food so you could try the types of food he likes

insists on walking you home, to make double sure you get home safely

and let me tell you, no one is messing with you while he's by your side, he can disarm them from their intentions with just one glare

thanks you for inviting him to go with you, like, you could have picked another friend but you chose him instead

made clear that he'd like to do something like this again, and would say yes if you asked him again

#aph russia #aph #hetalia #aph allies #aph canada #aph england #aph america #aph china #arthur kirkland #yao wang #ivan braginsky #matthew williams #alfred jones #headcanons #hetalia headcanons #aph headcanons #hcs

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photolover82 · 3 years

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The Masked Singer Season 5 Episode 9: Spicy Six Time ft a disappointing elimination (Commentary & Thoughts)

Hello everybody! Welcome (or welcome back) to Ana’s Masked Singer recap, where I, Ana, recap every single episode of the Masked Singer. So, after a week off because of the sing-a-long episode (which I never recap because there isn’t anything new to talk about), we are into our spicy six (that’s a Cinco de Mayo thing) or should I say top 6? This is where things are getting tough because everyone is so good and tough eliminations. Anyways, let’s get into this episode because *spoiler alert* I am not very happy with the result...

Side Note: I am not including guesses here because I feel like it is a bit repetitive (if you are new, you can see some of my previous blog posts hehe... especially the last one I posted)

First, let’s begin with the elimination that I feel is the saddest of the season:

Robopine 😦😦

Commentary: He sang Water Runs Dry by Boyz II Men and it was beautiful! Like I understand I might have a bias for this guy because I love his voice and I think it’s butter... but I do gotta say the competition is stiff at this point of the show and people are really bringing it. However, come on guys, his voice is just stunning and emotional and ughhhhh why did he leave?! If you guys know my blog, you probably know that he is one of my favorites so this makes me super sad, I am now really hoping Black Swan wins it all

Having said that, he was revealed to be (as I suspected):

Tyrese Gibson

Yeah, wooo I got it right. Honestly, this was upsetting but when he said in his post show interview that Beyoncé didn’t win Star Search but she still Beyoncé made me feel a tiny bit better about this tho. Idk man these eliminations every season as the show is about to wrap, it gets sadder and more annoying every time when we reach this point. Anyways, yeah Tyrese! He sang amazing, he did THAT so like I guess it doesn’t matter at the end of the day. Oh and if you wanna understand how that last clue package relates to him, the person he lost was Paul Walker and the amusement park ride he was talking about was Fast and Furious, which has a ride at Universal Studios (which I have been on... it’s cool ngl, his face is on the ride and everything)

Anyways, moving onto our remaining five or how they called it in the previews the “fiesty five”...

1. Black Swan 🦢🖤

Commentary: Ok, so now that Robopine is gone, she is the sole person I am routing for to be in the finale at least (but I have heard some rumors about her this episode coming up tonight that I hope and pray are not true.. so this makes me nervous). In my ideal world, she can win it all. She sang Do I Do by Stevie Wonder and girlll be picking insane songs wow, but she be killing every last note. Her voice really is something special, I wasn’t too sure about her first performance, but she’s really proving herself omg. She is honestly a favorite of mine as you probably know.... because 1. Girl Power ladies and gents... but most importantly 2. IT’S FREAKING JOJO... LIKE THE GIRL WHO SANG “GET OUT (LEAVE) RIGHT NOW IT’S THE END OF YOU AND ME...” (if you know it, sing along) She got them pipes and I feel the same way about her as I did Tori Kelly last season, and to refresh your mind or let the new people know.... mark my words ladies and gents.... these girls are SOME OF THE BEST VOICES OF OUR GENERATION. There, I said it, drop the imaginary mic 🎤

2. Russian Dolls 🪆

Commentary: Ok guys, so my gut feeling isn’t my favorite thing in the world... but it tells me how this show is being set up that they might win this season. I like them, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t really think they deserve to win it all (but like at the end of the day, wtf is all? A trophy? Is that it?! Just think about that before you get annoyed... also a message to myself because oof this season has tested my patience). Anyways, they sang Shallow by Bradley Cooper and Lady Gaga and like always their harmonies are on point but this whole “let’s be 2 people and then surprise a 3rd person and then ohhh is there maybe a 4th, nope jk we are back to 2, oh wait nvm now we are 3 again thing” is getting annoying and aggravating. Let’s just be straight here: THERE ARE 3 PEOPLE UNDER THESE DOLLS... NO MORE, NO LESS... don’t let them mess with your head. It’s Hanson, point blank end of story... are they the best thing since sliced bread? Ofc not... but the show is really hyping them up and setting it up for them to win so a group can like finally win for the first time... which makes me flash back to the time Kandi won because she was a woman and they wanted a woman to win... like I am all about girl power but that was not the move. Just like if they win, this will also not be the move. Not because they are bad, but because there are better *cough* Black Swan *cough* 🤷🏻‍♀��

3. Yeti ❄️☃️

Commentary: I feel like Yeti is the most versatile of the singers, like he can sing, roller skate (still can’t get over that), dance, and now rap! I feel like he can really do it all and has a chance at being in the finale. He rapped It Takes Two and wow it was super fun to watch, it was hard to resist the urge to dance in your seat when you watch it. He really is super talented man.. he danced his little Yeti butt off and freestyled and everything wow. Everyone got super hyped, it was an awesome performance. He really brought the entertainment factor ngl. This is so Omarion, obviously, and I feel like he can do it all. He has a shot at the finals but we really gotta see what he decides to do in the next week or so.

4. Chameleon 🦎

Commentary: I am sorry to all the Wiz Khalifa fans and the rap fans in general, but he should have gone home this episode (actually, he should have gone home instead of seashell but that’s beside the point). He rapped a Busta Rhymes song (who fun fact: was also on the show last season and got eliminated 1st) and I gotta admit, it was his strongest performance, but I feel as opposed to everyone else, he isn’t as vocally strong. He can rap like nobody’s business and has got flow for days... but this ain’t the Masked Rapper... this is the Masked SINGER, guys, I can’t believe he actually has gotten this far honestly. If he doesn’t go home tonight, I am gonna be a bit upset ngl.

5. Piglet 🐷

Commentary: Alright, so Piglet reminds me so much of Crocodile, who I liked but I was very hot and cold about, because when he does certain songs, he knocks it out of the park, like the last performance he gave for the Spicy Six, where he sang Against All Odds by Phil Collins and it was one of his best performances. However, it’s only when he does love ballads that he shines, and I know it’s Nick Lachey and that’s how he is and all but like I feel like when he tries them upbeat songs, he falls flat a bit. Idk man I think ballads suits his voice more, or the upbeat songs he chooses are just not the right ones for his voice. Either way, I think he might go home next week in the semifinals.... I predict but you never know with this damn show.

Anyway, that’s it! Sorry for the late post.... it’s been an insane week for me. I am starting summer classes so I am trying to get used to this new schedule. I hope you guys enjoyed this recap and tonight is the fiesty five and I am a bit nervous ngl! Anyways bye guys and see you next week! 👋🏼

#the masked singer #celebrities #themaskedsinger #hollywood #music #the masked singer season 5 #tv shows #hanson #jojo levesque #nick lachey #tyrese gibson #wiz khalifa #omarion

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11, 18, 34, 37, 55, 77 for Lucy?

Thankz! I will include Harrison too in this one too from the other ask:

11. If they could make a mark on history, what would they like it to be?

I suck at history, like completely, i swear i was better at math, so i can’t think of any actual real events right now but thinking about pre-war life, becoming the woman judge in national court, revealing the truth about their actions and kicking all the corrupted folks out, like totally wiping the current system and ending the conflict between government police/law and the criminal underground, no longer trying to hunt ex-criminals just to push more money into their pockets. That would be like a small success in history of the town. Sounds like a happy ending if she wouldn’t choose the other path.

18. What languages can they speak? Where did they learn these languages?

Aside from English, she picked up some Polish and Russian words because Rosey parent’s were initially immigrants from Central Europe, Poland, looking back then for better economic situation and living conditions. They still learned her some basics from both of these languages, before they died when she was a teenager. Right after that Harrison stumbled upon her and when offering her a job also kept providing her with language books as it was useful to be able to communicate with immigrants in club as well. Lucy heard her sneaking some of other words from these languages or sentences, mostly when swearing or complaining about clients but eventually got curious about it. Lucy will mostly just swear in some broken Polish/Russian words mixed with English. A street language mess.

34. How easily do they trust others with their secrets? With their lives?

Not at all. Unless she has like no choice or is already in the middle of more serious friendship or partnership. Most of her secrets are rather embarrassing to her, showing weakness or just totally crazy alien weird like with her boss. It also depends on the person she has that relationship with. If they are rather kind, calm and sensitive she might be easier to open up but she will need a slight pull by her braids to do so. With her life that might be a bigger no. She would rather not put her life anymore on any kind of line after finding her little raider paradise.

37. How easy is it for them to say “I love you”? Do they say it without meaning it?

Not easy at all, its like Porter Gage level unless she if freaking drunk and in a really good mood. Because of her pre-war relationship it became harder to her. She loved Ian, she was telling him that but hiding like a garbage bag of dirty secrets behind the back at all times so meaning of these words could be questionable and because she felt like shit about it after the bombs she prefers to bite her tongue before saying these words even if she means it. Unless someone says it first and she feels the same she will respond. And if Lucy says she loves someone she really freaking means it, she will no longer lie about it and looking how she isn’t the good angel of the wasteland you can be sure she will protect that person like a wicked high drugged killer beast.

55. What is their alcohol tolerance like? What kind of drunk are they? How bad are their hangovers?

Fairly high due to Sapphire Club experience. You need to be able to stand on your legs and still communicate with others if you worked in a place like that. You ain’t a good agent to anyone if you stumble like a drunk whore in dem high heels. But at some point if she knows she can drink and no longer think about a job at Fizztop, knowing she can let herself go a little oh boy, you gonna get a mumbling gal, knocking glass from the bar top dancing like a typical drunk person with just a little more kick, many more kicks. She would try to jump on tall people to ride on their shoulders and pull smaller folks like her by their hands and spin them around. She isn’t that much more talkative after the booze but a bit too active with all that swinging and jumping around at some point. And she will just superglue herself to the chest of her partner. Poor Gage. Because she forgets to drink water in between or eat decently she will get a bad hangovers and with all that spinning oh man, its a miracle she doesn’t vomit.

77. What is their most prized possession?

Gage...lol joking. I can’t think of one item so i would say anything that is shiny and resembling a pre-war jewelry good enough, hair brushes, hair clips, etc. so everything that hangs and sits on her dressing table. Extra points would go to a golden hair clip, long and spiky with engraved ornaments and delicate small roses attached to it as it would be the one her mother used to wear every time her personality would be back to a loving and caring mother and she would always have her hair pulled up by this kind of clip. She would probably sharpen it and use as a surprise extra weapon tho. Yum, dem fancy girly gadgets.

Now for Harrison:

25. What is their biggest flaw?

Being overly protective and thinking it will re-pay him for the past of sort. Lucy and Gage have been taking care of Nuka World for a long time and she was left alone after the bombs to herself so she no longer needs THAT much care as to accompany her even to the market trip. He knows its annoying but he just can’t help it. Also he has hard time to trust people even if Lucy trust them cus of above.

26. Are they aware of their flaws?

Yup. But he is stubborn as donkey.

27. What is their biggest strength?

Staying focused and calm no matter how messy and brutal the situation is, hell he might even still throw a piece of advice or even a joke while at it. From a car accident he ended up in a lab tube having his soul literally detached and contained and still aware and fully conscious so its hard to...surprise him, let’s say, man became literally immortal. And he is also aware of his powers so feels pretty powerful as a fighting unit of sort.

28. Are they aware of their strengths?

Yes, he is. He knows what he is, what he can do and learns more and more day by day to bend the powers of his soul to his will, he can’t just command himself to use it to extremes as it would only respond when he gets really emotional or certain desire is strong inside him. Although he can easily lift small objects just like that and hit someone’s head with it. *tin can in Porter’s head* He doesn’t pushes away what he became, he is the type of man who deals with the facts here and now and as to his personality, well...its a grumpy old man, ofc he is aware of everything about him, even if its annoying others.

71. How are they with children? Do they have any? Do they want any?

He is so much better at it than Lucy. He was a father of a disabled boy before the war so has quite an experience. He didn’t give his best tho...looking that his son was taken by the car explosion due to his lack of care with repairs. And he was a bit let down that his wife didn’t deliver the fully healthy child, it challenged him mentally of sort. On a one side he couldn’t blame anyone for it, he just wished he could play with his son like any other father, doing sport and running around and so on. Instead he was busy riding with him to hospitals, pushing the small wheelchair and just tryin to communicate at the base level with him. Its a hard topic. Sometimes parents feel really taken down seeing their child might never be fully healthy or capable of living by themselves in future and they tend to lose it, get tired or even angry but in the end he still loved his son. As for current event Lucy is the closest “child” to him and turns his focus on that for now. He doesn’t pushes the idea of having a new relationship after the bombs but he is scared to start any due to what he is and is scared to fail at protecting these who he cares about again. So he will rather say no another round of family life, not wanting to drag anyone into his bullshit unless there would be a woman brave enough, not scared of him and fully aware, accepting him for who he is.

#rockshortage #thank you #ask meme #hah dem asks are hard but i still like it #lucy feit #harrison #fallout 4 #fo4 #im not very detailed on some of them cus i mostly come with things on a go #and im a simpleton #and ye history in general is my weakest subject #like even my teacher gave me most simple questions on last tests cus he knew how bad im and he just felt sorry #and didnt want me to repeat classes just cus of it #bless him #also talking about supernatural stuff feels so..relaxing for brain due to lack of logic lol

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𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐳𝐨.

*/ EMILY RATAJKOWSKI , 23 , CIS FEMALE , SHE/HER . i just watched dean matthews pull zoyenka voznesensky into his office. maybe it has something to do with them being a member of phi alpha phi. yeah, i spoke to zo a few times. they’re a senior studying business administration. apparently they’re from new york city, new york. maybe that’s why they’re so vexing and audacious, i don’t know, man. all i know is they’re always listening to needed me by rihanna. / jocey , 23, est, she/her .

ayyyye ya girl is back with her second bby, zo. apologizing in advance for the terror that is zoyenka. she is truly the worst™. hit that like button & i’ll slide into dem dms real quick.

name : zoyenka voznesensky ( will not acknowledge you if you can’t pronounce her name. true story. ) nickname : zo age : twenty-three sexuality : pansexual hometown : new york city, new york chapter : phi alpha phi major : business administration extracurriculars : cheerleading ( base ), dance team, mock trial

━ the voznesensky’s didn’t always have a net worth of millions. with humble beginnings in saint petersburg, russia, the family moved to america a couple generations ago to expand their distillery business. it was only then did the family-run business grow by producing, shipping and selling their premium vodka brand and maybe some other less than legal products too. eventually they got into the nightlife entertainment business as well, through acquiring and running several bars, clubs and lounges on the east coast.

━ as the second and youngest child born to dimitri and natalia, it was never in the books for zoyenka to take over the family business. a traditional man, her father had always groomed her older brother, alek, to be his successor. her father’s bias always left her feeling bitter and resentful, and only drove her ambitions and determination to prove him wrong. the more he kept her at arm’s length, the more driven she was to find an in.

━ unfortunately, her mother, a socialite/philanthropist herself, also had different plans for her - something along the lines of debutante and her daughter following in her footsteps. from being forced into piano lessons, ballet and etiquette classes, zo absolutely despised the person her family wanted to mold her into. the only things she didn’t mind as much were the gymnastics and language lessons ( russian, french, spanish & italian ). both stubborn in wanting to get their way, their differences pulled their mother-daughter relationship further and further apart.

━ even her mom’s passing when she was 12 did little to change zo’s opinion in the matter. she didn’t care about the woman’s death, nor did it affect her whatsoever, and she will gladly tell anyone that. but the fact that she accepted her offer at NEU and pledged phi alpha, her mom’s sorority, may hint at something different. despite now being a part of greek life, she still doesn’t buy into any of the sisterhood crap and thinks it’s all just a load of BS. but of course, that didn’t stop her from wanting to be president, if only for the power.

━ a hustler with an alpha bitch mentality, she’s always outsmarting people and outsmarting the system to get things to work in her favour. and when that didn’t work, no one could ever say no to a big fat wad of cash. because zoyenka voznesensky never loses. she doesn’t just play the game, she owns it, makes the rules and wins. every. damn. time. does she think she’s better than everyone? without a doubt.

━ zo swears by the belief that playing by the rules was for suckers and if you weren’t the best, then you were nothing at all. and sometimes being the best required playing dirty. if she has to ruin someone else’s life to get her way, then she will gladly pour a jug of gasoline, light a match and enjoy watching it go up in flames. hell, sometimes she’ll do that just purely for her own enjoyment.

━ with that mentality, it’s no surprise that zo was on track to becoming phi alpha’s president. but it was also her ambition that screwed herself over in the end. last year, an all too eager zo wanted a quick loophole to move from vice president to president because she just didn’t want to wait another year. so, she framed the then-president for stealing funds from the sorority, but was consequently busted, removed as VP and put on probation.

━ after that debacle, zo decided to do an exchange program in france for a semester, as a way to escape the aftermath. now she’s back with her head held high, still one month on probation, and ready to move on. but then again, why take the high road when the low road is so much more chaotic and fun? her presidency was already taken from her, so what else was there to lose?

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

BEST FRIEND ━ someone who can put up with zo’s awfulness, or maybe they’re just as awful as she is. this is probably one of the few people she’s actually relatively soft for ( not that she’d ever admit it ) and will always have their back. possibly even one of the few people she’ll ever let her guard down for. gimme some soft bestie feels for this cold bitch. taken by minka kellar ( little ), kieran rhodes, alana brooks SISTERS, I GUESS ━ zo really does not give af about all this sisterhood crap and she just doesn’t buy into any of it. but there’s bound to be a couple of phi alpha girls who have grown on her over time. perhaps someone she pledged with? she’d never admit it, but she would give a bitch the smackdown if they tried to mess with them. taken by hannah maddison MORAL CONSCIENCE ━ does zo even have a moral compass? your guess is as good as mine. this is someone she is more likely to listen to and could try to sway her from doing, y’know, ~*just zo things*~. kind of the angel on her shoulder? often tries to get her to be nicer and overall be a decent human being. taken by garrett shepherd BAD INFLUENCE ━ i’m sure even satan has a little devil on his shoulder, so zo needs one too. though more likely than not, zo’s that little devil. basically they like to stir up all kinds of trouble together, either with her egging the other person on or they both fuel each other’s bad habits. taken by lennon winter, kamelya tansel EXES ━ either she dumped him/her, or she was dumped ( in which case, rip my friend ). maybe there are some lingering feelings. maybe she’s still hella soft for them. could be interesting if they’re very different from zo and that’s why it didn’t work out despite the chemistry or whatever. and/or the relationship ended when she abruptly left for her exchange program. ENEMIES ━ ho’boy. homegirl can piss off a lot of people just for shits and giggles, nor does she care to be likeable and personable, so i’m sure she’s got a hella long list of enemies/people she rubs the wrong way. also people she’s sabotaged, fucked over and manipulated to get her way? plz. taken by leticia viterra CHILDHOOD FRIENDS ━ pretty self-explanatory. they’ve known each other since they were kids and their parents are likely friends. maybe their moms were in phi alpha together. they can be close, or not get along at all, or maybe even an ex-friend situation. taken by alexandria boss UNWANTED CHILD ━ zo somehow ended up being this person’s very reluctant mom friend. she hates it, she does not want to deal with them, and yet she’ll still go pick up their drunk ass at 4am. she’s all about tough love, so while she may be super harsh and hard on them, she does it out of love and because she cares. not that she’d ever actually admit to caring. taken by noelle faust UNLIKELY/ACCIDENTAL FRIENDS ━ they shouldn’t get along, but somehow, they just do and their friendship works. not typically someone zo would see herself being friends with, but somehow an accidental friendship of sorts developed. taken by lincoln hayes MUTUAL ANNOYANCE ━ they annoy each other to no end and just live for pushing each other’s buttons. not quite a hatred, but some days, it’s pretty darn close. maybe there’s some sexual tension involved cuz that’s always the good shiet. taken by sydney marco ( roommate ), zane wancosh HOOK-UPS/FLINGS/FWBS ━ self-explanatory. a girl’s got needs. whether she actually likes you as a person or not, if you’re hot, then you’ll do the job. rip why is she like this. we can make it angsty or not because tbh zo can be pretty possessive sometimes, so y’knOW.

okay, that’s all i can think of off the top of my head. some plots i’m open for multiple characters to fill, unless it has been crossed out. and ofc, i’m always open to new ideas too!

#neu.intro #intro. ( zo voznesensky. )

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maireyart · 5 years

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Do you have any headcanons about Victor trying to make Yuuri feel more comfortable in Russia?

Yes! In savage ways!

I headcanon he’d approach it like a coach and make Yuuri step out of his comfort zone on purpose just like he did making him perform “Eros”, thus helping him to aquire more confidence.

Russia might be ‘scary’. But facing your fears is the best way to overcome those fears.

So Victor would put him in uncomfortable situations (within reason) to help him get used to Russia quicker, but he would also help him go through those situations of course and explain what should be explained. And maybe reward Yuuri after successfully completed tasks.In Russia Victor is at home and knows everything. I can also totally imagine him engaging in the Russian kind of crazy fun and dragging Yuuri along with him. We know Victor is a child inside :DJust imagine:

Language kink: Yuuri once mentions that he knows some Russian words but wouldn’t mind learning the language better as it would be useful in Russia. When he arrives in Russia, they go shopping for warmer clothes (Yuuri didn’t expect such cold and didn’t bring anything warm enough with him). Victor remembers his request, takes it seriously and suddenly makes Yuuri talk to shop assistants IN RUSSIAN (having explained some words and sometimes helping…sometimes not at all). By the end of the day Yuuri enriches his active vocabulary with 10-15 simple words/phrases and deliberately annoys Victor with them later xD Or seduces…

“Mozhno?” Yuuri touches Victor’s cheek.“Mozhno…” Victor’s breath goes short.What a useful word, Yuuri thinks. He felt very awkward when he pointed at the goods and asked the shop assistant “Mozhno?”, but in this situation it works much better.[ A separate “mozhno” literally means ‘may/can’, the subject is implied as well as what is may/can be done. 1. “May I…?” 2. “Yes, you may” 3.“Can I [take a look at this]?”]

Advanced level of uncomfortable situations: Yuuri goes to the hell of hells, the Russian Post, to send a postcard with Piter’s drawbridges or architecture to his family. He learns a lot about Russian service… But gets more thick-skinned in the process :D

“Russian Post. We will give you a lesson in patience.”

“Hide the ring where no one will ever find it.”“Russian Post”

Yuuri: I hope the postcard will reach the destination.Victor: Who knows, who knows, who knows… *wink*

Be prepared for problems out of nothing. Learn to solve problems. Mua-ha-ha!

Russian weather: Victor takes him on long, long walks in freezing weather like -25C (-15F) b/c Piter is a beautiful city, there are few people on the streets, it finally gets SUNNY when the temperature is very low (and when it’s not, Piter is gray like hell), their cheeks get beautifully red from the frost, and Yuuri learns that there’s nothing better than to return to the central-heated warmth of home after a cold and sunny winter day and drink hot tea with lemon!

A sunny Piter street:

But Russian weather can also be like this:

“Okay Google, where is my car?”

Or like this:

“That’s why we have Olympic champions.”Childish entertainment: imagine an Axel jump (without the skates ofc) over such a puddle on a bet! This legit sounds like the Russian kind of crazy fun. Someone falls, gets dirty all over and needs some real washing… :D

Childish entertainment 2: they just have to go skate on the ice of the Gulf of Finland or some lakes in Karelia. OR RIGHT ON THE RUSSIAN STREETS WHEN THERE ARE IMPOSSIBLE ICY CONDITIONS OF ROADS. At night of course! With some good company xD There are YouTube vids where Russian people skate across the town when everything is covered in thick crystal ice and it’s nearly impossible to walk on foot xD It only takes for temperature to drop by 5-7 degrees (Celcius) after a short thaw and here you go. Or skate.

Victor’s stories: Victor tells him about his childhood and takes Yuuri to an apartment building where he used to live many years ago with his family before he moved to another flat. He says that he loved sitting on the roof daydreaming, imagining his future. And suddenly he wants to go there right now which makes Yuuri a little worried. The building doesn’t look very inviting. They enter the building and go to the top floor but the door to the roof is locked. Yuuri doesn’t know what to do, but Victor simply kick-opens it and is like:

“In Russia anything is allowed! Just don’t be too obvious :)”

“But you are obvious! I bet everybody in the building has heard that bang!” “Gotta go then!” Victor grabs him by the hand and runs to the roof where they have some romantic time looking at the horizon and talking about their childhoods. No one disturbs them.

How about spending some time at a dacha (in the country)? Lots of Russian families have dachas and usually go there in summer, but not necessarily. It includes traditions like going to the Russian banya (+ jumping naked right into the snow afterward if you’re bold enough), chopping firewood, playing games (the snow is pure and white unlike the gray mess that’s in the city) and so on xD In winter it’s very beautiful and silent there, pure Zen! And Makkachin is going to love the freedom that’s not possible in the city.Take a look at this cozy art: http://autumn-sacura.tumblr.com/post/155392319843/season-2-version-of-this-official-art-after (but no vodka plz!))))

Russian people: In Hasetsu Victor felt like part of the family and he wants Yuuri to feel this way in St. Petersburg, too. Russia may be a weird and irrational country, but there are some amazing people here! Victor asks his friends to come over more often so that Yuuri would feel less alone in this country. It is going to be a very cordial and fun-loving company :D

(And Yuuri will have to practice Russian more xD)

(Art by Tatiana Rodionova)

#meanwhile in Russia #weird Russian humor???#meta #yuri on ice #crack #the russian language

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hunnywrites · 5 years

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Sixteen Candles: Part Four

Summary: It’s the day that Vivian has been looking forward to nearly her entire life: her sixteenth birthday. But between her sister’s wedding overshadowing her big day, and praying that her crush Billy Hargrove will finally notice her things aren’t going too well for her. If she can just survive the under the sea dance at her school and avoid the really weird and creepy Tommy H her night might be salvageable. Maybe.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove/OFC

A/N: We’re nearing the end guys! I think the next chapter is gonna be the last. Enjoy!

“God that was a stupid movie.” Robin groaned as she and Vivian made their way out of the Hawk theater.

“I know,” Vivian said with an eyeroll. “They could pick anywhere in the world, and the Russians decide to invade some lame ass midwestern town? Like that’ll ever happen,” while the pair had decided early on that the movie was a total dud, they had entertained themselves by poking fun at how ridiculous it was. At least until Nancy Wheeler’s little brother and his friends started complaining that they were being too loud and started a popcorn war with them. But even that had been better than the movie. “Even Patrick couldn’t save that one.” she said with a sigh.

“Yeah, you’re definitely not picking out the movie next time,” Robin teased. It was late now. Most of the shops on Hawkin’s main street had closed for the night. “You know…maybe we didn’t think this plan all the way through.” Robin said as she surveyed the empty street.

Vivian frowned and looked over at her. “What do you mean?”

“We totally don’t have a ride home,” Robin laughed softly. Vivian groaned loudly and threw her head back. Just when her night was starting to look up, it was going right back down hill. “Enzo’s is like a block over. We could always go ask your parents for a ride home.” she offered.

Vivian shot her an unamused look. “Right. And let them know that I ditched the dance and Carol? This birthday sucked ass, but I don’t want it to be my last.”

Robin let out a snicker. “Alright, alright...well, I do have one suggestion,” she offered. Vivian raised an eyebrow. “You’re not gonna like it…” she warned.

“As long as it isn’t asking my parents I can live with it.” Vivian said.

Robin turned, nodding her head towards the entrance of the movie theater. Mike Wheeler and his friends were crowded around the bike rack, chattering excitedly and unlocking their bikes. “No,” Vivian said, crossing her arms. “No! Absolutely not. Are you trying to embarrass me?”

“Viv, it’s either this or we walk home. And I really don’t think you’ll wanna do that in those shoes.” she said, nodding to the heels that Vivian had borrowed from Sarah. Vivian didn’t move. As much as she didn’t want to walk home, she definitely didn’t want to ask a bunch of middle schoolers for a favor.

Robin rolled her eyes, taking Vivian’s arm and practically dragging her over to the group of preteens. “Yo, Wheeler! We need a favor.”

Mike Wheeler whirled around, sending a death glare back at the two girls. “Tough shit!” he called back.

A red head that Vivian recognized to be Max Mayfield, Billy’s step sister, rolled her eyes dramatically and let out a tired sigh. “Ignore him. What do you guys want?”

“We’re kinda stranded,” Robin admitted. “Can we maybe hitch a ride with you guys? My house is like a block over from Dustin’s and Vivian lives down the street from Mike and Lucas. Piece of cake.” the group, excluding Mike, looked at each other as if they were telepathically discussing it. Vivian shifted uncomfortably behind Robin. She absolutely hated the idea of riding home on the back of some 13 year old’s bike.

Finally Dustin stepped aside, motioning to his bike. “Your chariot, m’lady.”

“You guys are the best,” Robin said as she perched herself on the wheel pegs of Dustin’s bike. “Come on, Viv. Stop being a baby and get on the bike.” she teased. While Mike had made it clear that he did not agree on the plan, Lucas was the one to offer Vivian a ride home.

Vivian eyed the bike carefully before letting out a loud huff. “Fine. But I’m so never forgiving you for this.” she kicked off her heels, holding them tightly in her left hand as she balanced herself on the small wheel pegs. At least everyone she knew was probably still at the school dance. She wasn’t sure she’d ever live something like this down if anyone were to see her.

She had a near death grip on Lucas’ shoulders as they took off down the street. Suddenly Vivian realized that she had basically put her life in the hands of a thirteen year old boy she didn’t know and regretted choosing not to walk home.

“Hey, aren’t you Carol’s sister?” Max asked, riding alongside Lucas on her bike.

“Unfortunately.” Vivian muttered.

“Isn’t there some dance? How come you guys aren’t there?”

Robin let out a loud snort and looked over her shoulder at the two red heads. “That’s a looong story, kid. You don’t wanna get her started.”

Vivian glared at the back of her best friend’s head before looking back over at Max. “Let’s just say I’d rather be doing this,” she motioned down to the bike before gripping Lucas’ shoulders harshly again after almost slipping. “Than be at that stupid dance.”

Max let out a small laugh and shook her head. “You sound like Billy.”

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Billy had told Cheryl they could stop by Tommy’s for a few minutes. That had turned into nearly two hours. He had lost her at some point pretty early on. Cheryl never really want to stick around with him at parties and he didn’t really care very much about finding her. He had considered just leaving. But Cheryl had a habit of getting absolutely shit faced and passing out. And as much as she annoyed him, he couldn’t just leave her knocked out in one of the upstairs bedrooms and hope Tommy would get her home safe.

“Yooo, dude! How come you don’t have a beer?” it was Tommy. He threw his arm roughly around Billy’s shoulder, spilling some of his beer onto the carpet. He was too drunk to notice. “Hey, have you seen Carol anywhere? If she’s up in my mom’s closet trying her shit on with Cheryl my mom is gonna kill me, dude.”

Billy shrugged Tommy’s arm off roughly and straightened out his blazer. “No, Tommy. I don’t know where she is. You got a phone in your room?”

Tommy gave him a blank look, like he was trying to decide if Billy was speaking English or not. He blinked a few times. “Huh? Oh! Yeah, dude! Up in my room. Who’re you gonna call? Gonna invite Cheryl over?” he asked wriggling his eyebrows.

“She’s already here, dipshit. You were just talking about her,” Billy said with an eye roll. Tommy was so wasted Billy was surprised he was able to keep himself upright. “How ‘bout you cool off on the beers and go find Carol, huh?” he clapped his friend on the back before moving around him and making his way upstairs.

Tommy’s bedroom was thankfully unoccupied. Billy guessed it was probably so dirty that it would chase off any couples looking to fool around on his bed. It wasn’t like he kept his own room spotless, but even Billy shuddered at the idea of sitting on Tommy’s bed while he called Vivian. He grabbed the phone that was sitting on the nightstand and dialed Carol’s (technically also Vivian’s) phone number.

He ran an irritated hand over his face as the phone rang. The answering machine picked up, and Billy slammed the phone back into its cradle with an annoyed huff. Maybe Vivian was still at the movies. He’d just have to call back tomorrow. That was unless Cheryl was able to work her charm on him and have him back under her thumb before the night was over. He kinda doubted that was gonna happen though.

“Biiillyyy…” a voice called from the hallway. Cheryl. Speak of the devil. Jesus Christ, this night just keeps getting worse, he thought with a groan. “Billy, come on honey, let me in!” she whined.

When he opened the door, Cheryl was dressed in a fur coat and about three pearl necklaces that he assumed belonged to Tommy’s mother. She was pouting up at him with a can of beer clenched tightly in her hand. “How come you locked the door?”

“I didn’t.”

Cheryl frowned. “Oh...well what are you doing in there anyways? I’ve been looking all over for you,” Billy definitely didn’t believe that. “I was thinking we could have some alone time…” she ran her hand up his chest, her long fingernails scratching gently at his skin.

“I’m not in the mood, Cheryl.” he pushed her hand away.

Cheryl fixed her glossy eyes on him and scowled. “What do you mean you’re not in the mood? I mean,” she motioned to her body. “Look at me, Billy.”

Billy rolled her eyes and gently took her by the arm. “You’re wasted. Let’s go home, huh? Tommy’s gonna be pissed if he sees you in his mom’s shit.” this is part of why he hated going out with Cheryl so much. She was like a giant child. More often than not he was just chasing her around and making sure she didn’t get herself killed.

Cheryl yanked her arm away. “No. Fuck Tommy. I’m having fun! God, you’re so fucking boring. I don’t know why I put up with you!” she let a heavy sigh and slid down the doorway, plopping down onto the floor. “You wouldn’t be anything at school if it wasn’t for me.” she grumbled.

Reason number two why Billy hated Cheryl, she was a bitch whether she was drunk or sober. He could sit and argue with her in Tommy’s doorway, or he could remove himself from the situation so he didn’t have to deal with her anymore. He chose the latter. Without another word he slammed the door shut.

“My hair!” he heard Cheryl whine from the other side of the door. He ignored her and picked up the phone once again, jabbing the buttons to dial Vivian’s number. It rang and rang, but no answer. “Oh fuck me,” he spat, slamming the phone back down. Billy let out an irritated huff and ran his hand over his face. He jumped a little when the phone rang beside him. He eyed it for a few moments before slowly picking it up. “...Hello?”

“Who is this?” a woman asked.

Billy frowned. “The hell do you mean who is this? You called me.”

“Are you the little hooligan that’s been calling here all night and swearing at us?”

He groaned and rolled his eyes. “Yeah, look I’ve been trying to call Vivian. Is she there?” Billy only assumed the woman on the other end was Vivian’s grandma. As if things couldn’t get any worse.

There was silence on the other end before a man answered. “Whether Vivian is here or not isn’t really your business. I don’t think we want our Vivian having anything to do with a boy like you.”

“Look, gramps, I can just keep calling until she answers.”

“Well we’ll just have to make sure that she doesn’t pick up the phone! Now goodnight!” and with that he hung up. Billy could only stare at the phone in his hand. There was a screech out in the hall that quickly distracted him from calling back and giving those two little old prunes a piece of his mind. The screech was followed by a loud cackle that could only belong to Carol.

“My hair!” it was Cheryl. Billy swung the bedroom door open to find Carol knelt down beside her best friend, dressed similarly in a fur coat and string of pearls, and clutching a pair of scissors along with a large chunk of Cheryl’s strawberry blonde locks. Billy couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s not funny!” she sobbed. “This all your fault! You closed my hair in the door!”

Carol crawled forward towards Cheryl. “Shhh, shhh. Cheryl, honey,” she let out a snort, covering her mouth. Carol’s expression turned serious again as she regained her composure. “It’s fine, ‘cause you’re not stuck anymore! And your hair will totally grow back!”

Cheryl’s expression momentarily softened until Tommy found his way upstairs. He let out a loud laugh that had Cheryl crying all over again. “Dude, what happened to your hair?! You look like a total mental patient, Cheryl!” he laughed. Carol sent her boyfriend a stern look before nearly breaking into a fit of giggles with him.

It was a moment like this that made Billy think that maybe there was such a thing as karma. He managed to control his laughter and clapped Tommy on the shoulder. “Well, Tommy, I think it’s time I head off.”

Cheryl’s face twisted into a scowl. “What? You’re just gonna leave me here like this?!”

Billy only shrugged. “...Call me when your hair grows back.” he said before he retreated down the hallway, the sounds of Carol and Tommy’s drunken laughter travelling behind him. His night definitely wasn’t going the way that he’d hoped, but seeing Cheryl’s butchered haircut definitely had things looking up.

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Vivian couldn’t get comfortable. She had been tossing and turning on the couch for the last hour and a half and still couldn’t manage to find a position to sleep in. Carol managed to make it home before their parents. She’d waltzed in drunk off her ass and laughing over something about Cheryl’s hair. Vivian couldn’t really make much out between Carol’s slurring voice and her laughter.

Vivian had helped Carol up to her room and into bed before she made enough noise to wake up their grandparents. It was a pretty thankless job being the younger sister. It wasn’t like Carol would remember any of that night and thank Vivian for it the next morning. Especially when she couldn’t even remember something like her birthday.

When their parents had come home with Sarah they seemed in pretty high spirits. Kevin was spending the night at the hotel with his parents so Sarah could avoid seeing him before the wedding. Apparently Enzo’s had actually done it’s job and impressed his parents. They’d managed to make it through dinner and drinks without a single argument or backhanded comment from Kevin’s mom. Which Vivian was thankful for. She definitely wasn’t in the mood to hear Sarah bitch and moan about how her life was over.

The kitchen light flicked on, and Vivian watched as her dad shuffled in and grabbed a glass of water before he turned his attention to her. He awkwardly lingered in the living room's entrance. “Can’t sleep, kiddo?” he asked.

“The couch sucks.” she muttered. ‘

He chuckled. “I know. It’s almost over though,” he let out a heavy sigh. “One more day and this’ll all be behind us...well, until you and Carol get married,” he joked. Her dad fiddled nervously with the belt of his robe. “Vivian, I um...I have to apologize.”

Vivian frowned and sat up. “Apologize for what?”

“Your birthday,” the look in his eyes let Vivian know he felt very and truly sorry about how her big day had gone. “I can’t believe...everything’s been so busy with Sarah’s wedding...I know it’s no excuse. It’s your sixteenth birthday. It’s a big deal for a teenager, you know? Just trust me when I say that your mother and I are definitely going to be making up for this once the wedding is over.”

It was like the sky had opened up and there were angels singing. Finally someone had realized. “...Does this mean you’ll buy me a car?” she asked with a teasing smile.

Her father chuckled. “We might have to discuss that before I make any promises. You don’t hate me, do you?”

“No! I mean it was totally the cherry on top to like a royally shitty day, but...unless me saying yes gets me a car.”

“Nice try. You wanna talk about your royally shitty day? It’s the least I can do.”

Vivian shook her head quickly. “It’s fine. Really. It’s boy stuff, daddy. I so totally don’t wanna talk to you about boy stuff.” plus she didn’t really know where she would even begin with the Billy subject.

“Oh…” he shifted uncomfortably. “Well...just, you know, make sure you’re being careful…”

Vivian was pretty sure that her face was as red as her hair. This almost wasn’t worth him apologizing for forgetting her birthday. “Oh my god. No. Dad, no. It’s so not like that. I mean he barely even realizes I exist…”

Her father frowned and sat at the end of the couch. “Well, why even bother with him?” he asked, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Because, daddy, he’s Billy. You’re always saying that mom barely even spoke to you in high school. It’s like the same thing.”

“Wait, is this that little punk that’s always hanging around your sister?” he asked. Vivian gave him a pleading look. He held up his hands. “Alright, alright. I won’t judge. But can I just say...I understand having a crush. It’s part of growing up. But you don’t want to mess around with any boy who isn’t bending over backwards to get your attention. You’re worth it, honey. The right guy will see it.”

She liked to think Billy tried a little. He had invited her to Tommy’s party. He had been the only person aside from Robin to tell her happy birthday. Was she totally delusional? “Thanks, daddy. I’ll keep that in mind…”

He patted her on the knee. “Anytime, sweet pea. Alright. I think you and I need to get some sleep, huh? We have a long, long day ahead of us tomorrow.” he sighed with a tired smile. “But in a little over 24 hours it’ll be all about you. Promise.”

Vivian snickered and nodded. “Deal. Night, daddy.” she knew that he was right. Robin had said something along the same lines so many times that Vivian had almost lost count. But she was sixteen. She could let herself have some stupid crush for a little while longer, right?

It was her birthday. She could do whatever she wanted.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove fic #billy hargrove x oc

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dekudynamight · 5 years

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Title: Surprise, Surprise

Rating: E

Pairing: Jon Kortajarena x OFC, background Bucky Barnes x OFC (yes you read that right lol)

Word count: 4.1k

Summary: While Russian mob leader Bucky is away on business, he sends one of his most trusted men to look after his wife while he’s gone.

A/N: This is a very belated birthday gift for @captainrogerrsbeard and I didn’t plan on posting because it doesn’t really make a lot of sense on the surface but I’ll try to explain: this is an AU of my Til Death Do Us Part AU and pretty much all you need to know is Bucky is a badass mob boss, Summer is his shy but badass wife, and Jon is an associate whom they’ve taken to bed together multiple times in the past. Oh and Bucky and Summer have a daddy kink that’s referenced once. This started out as a totally self-indulgent thing I just wanted to work out of my system but then it became my belated bday gift to my wife lol. Not sure who to tag because idk who’d wanna read but hopefully someone will like this random thing. Thank you in advance to anyone who reads :D and happy late birthday/merry Christmas to the beautiful and amazing @captainrogerrsbeard!!!

Summer stepped out of the steamy bathroom and into the cooler air of her and Bucky’s bedroom, clad in just a towel and feeling much better now that she’d washed her busy day off. Work had been long and she was tired and hungry for dinner, but at least now she was clean and feeling like a human being again.

She picked a comfy sundress out of her closet and tossed it on the bed, heading towards her dresser to grab a pair of panties when a knock on her door made her pause. Thinking it to be her mom or best friend, she called out a hang on and kept on her way. But then there was another knock, and then another, and with an annoyed scrunch of her nose she marched to the door and threw it open.

“What do you w- oh,” she blushed suddenly, looking up at the tall, grinning, pretty much physically perfect man standing before her and leaning casually against her doorframe. “Uh h-hi? I thought you were, um... on assignment in... uh....”

“I was,” he replied, deep voice and heavy Spanish accent making Summer even more instantly nervous than she already was. “But then your husband reassigned me to something more important while he’s away on his trip overseas.”

“Really? To what?” she asked, painfully aware that she was in only a towel and even more so aware when his eyes dropped down and slowly made their way back up to her own.

He licked his lips and smirked, “You.”

Her eyes widened. “Me?”

“May I come in?” he asked, looking up at her through long lashes and nearly making her whimper from that alone. “Please?”

She nodded quickly and opened the door fully, stepping aside and feeling her head spin as he walked past her. Bucky had told her that he was having some kind of surprise delivered to her today, and if this was what he’d meant... holy crap.

“So,” she said after closing the door and turning to face him, holding on to the towel to keep it firmly in place, “when you say assigned to me, what... does that mean?”

He lingered close to her, smiling and slipping a hand into his pocket. He made a simple t shirt and jeans look sinfully good, better than any man had the right to do. “He asked me to take care of you while he’s gone.”

“.... Take care of me?”

“Anything you might want or need,” he nodded, taking a step closer to her. “He said he trusts me to look after you and keep you happy in his absence.”

She swallowed hard. It was impossible to miss the meaning in his words. “Um...”

“You can say no, of course,” he added quickly. “I would understand if you did.”

“No, no,” she blurted entirely too fast for her own comfort. “No, I’m - I’m not saying no. I’m just surprised. I wasn’t expecting this or... you.”

“He wanted it to be a surprise,” he smiled, taking in the blush that had extended down to her chest.

“Yeah, well... you could have warned me,” she sighed, running an anxious hand through her long damp hair.

“Yes, but then I wouldn’t get to see you all flustered like this,” he noted with an infuriating little grin. “And you’re so pretty when you blush.”

She groaned and dragged her hand over her face, her heart racing and mind generally going haywire as she tried not to squirm under his gaze. “Oh God...”

He gazed at her with clear affection for a few quiet moments before asking in a much more serious tone, “What do you want, Summer? I can go if that’s what you want.”

She shook her head instantly. “No, I - no.”

He nodded lightly, taking that as an invitation to step closer and place his hand next to her head on the door that she was leaning against. He looked deep into her eyes and murmured lowly, “Would you like to know what we talked about, when he asked me to take care of you?”

She didn’t answer, finding it hard to breathe with him so close and sharing the same breaths as her.

“He told me he wanted me to keep you company, make sure you don’t get too anxious while he’s away. And to make you come as many times as you can handle until he returns.”

She let out a whimper on accident, unable to hold it in. That earned her another smirk and a long finger tracing her cheekbone as he spoke more.

“I told him it would be my pleasure to do this. Then I began to tell him all the things I planned to do to you.” His fingertips slid down her neck to her chest, brushing along the reddened skin sweetly. “How I would touch you, taste you, fuck you until you screamed for me... and I only stopped when it made us both come.”

She nearly fainted where she stood. “Oh my God, you and Bucky had phone sex,” she all but gasped, feeling like the room was suddenly 100 degrees hotter with his filthy words bouncing around her head.

He tilted her chin up, forcing her to look him in the eyes. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. Having you all to myself for a week... I’m going to enjoy it too much.” He gently grasped the towel between his fingers and asked, “Can I...”

She nodded, staring at his lips in a haze until she felt the towel hit the floor around her feet. She shivered lightly, suddenly fully exposed before his hungry eyes. He looked over her like he’d never seen anything better in the world than her naked body, his large palm coming to rest on her belly and slowly moving up. Her skin was warm and still slightly damp from her shower, nipples hardened even before he gently cupped her breast and cursed in Spanish under his breath as he gave a light squeeze. She couldn’t take it anymore, a needy noise escaping her throat as she reached out and pulled him in for a desperate kiss.

It was hardly the first time they’d kissed but it was the first time that it happened while they were fully alone. Without Bucky there to watch and direct and call the shots it changed the dynamic between them completely, making the experience a new one as they devoured each other. Her arms wrapped around his neck while his pulled her close, her naked body pressed to his fully clothed one, and Summer forgot all about dinner and her evening plans when Jon picked her up and turned to carry her to bed, their lips never parting until her back hit the mattress.

Without his body against hers she suddenly felt cold and exposed, but it only lasted a beat as he pulled off his shirt and then climbed into the bed on top of her. His hands slid up her hips, his lips kissing her lower belly as she gripped his shoulders and watched with a dazed expression. It was surreal, being in her and Bucky’s bed with another man even if it was one they’d brought to that very bed multiple times before, but all he had to do was peer up at her with his pretty eyes and his messy hair and she was putty in his hands. She pulled until his lips were on hers again and the weight of his body was a comforting sensation on her own, making her feel safer than she ever did when she was alone.

Maybe she really had needed this in Bucky’s absence. Maybe Bucky knew her better than she knew herself.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered against her lips, cradling her face sweetly as she opened her eyes to look into his. “You feel even better than I remember.”

Her still-present blush deepened, her fingers sliding into his thick dark hair. “I really have you all week?”

��All week,” he assured her with a smile. “Until you have your Daddy back.”

His choice of words made her almost moan out loud before she pulled him down for another deep kiss. She missed the hell out of Bucky and wished he was there in bed with them, but damn if this didn’t make it easier.

They kissed until their lungs burned for air and he broke away first, his lips tripping down to her neck and making her squirm with the attention he lavished on her there. But he was only getting started, moving further down with each kiss until he reached her chest and the swell of her breasts. She watched with anticipation as he inched lower, then moaned softly and let her eyes flutter shut as his tongue flicked gently at a sensitive nipple.

It reminded her of one night in the very same bed when she’d been caught in between him and her husband, their mouths on her breasts and Jon’s fingers inside of her, driving her to an orgasm that still made her stomach flip when she thought about it. This time was no exception, and he responded to her whimpering and squirming by sliding a hand between her legs and groaning when he found her dripping for him.

“Mi belleza,” he groaned, lifting his head as he stroked her gently, making her shudder and gasp. “You’re this wet for me?”

She nodded, moaning his name into a kiss that he laid on her lips as he continued to toy with her. The sound delighted him, making him grin against her lips and murmur as he pulled away, “Such a good girl.”

She thrived under the praise, his words amplifying her pleasure and making her head swim as he gave her one last parting kiss before sliding down her body. He nestled between her legs and gripped her hips, pulling her to his face and closing his eyes as he took a few seconds to breathe her in. She tried to ignore her instant rush of slight embarrassment, focusing instead on the way that he hummed and noted, “Still so sweet.” Then he dove in, the first touch of his tongue sending her back arching and body singing for him.

He was exceptionally good at this, and he enjoyed doing it as much as Bucky did... which was a lot. Summer could only wonder how she’d gotten so lucky, gripping Jon’s increasingly wild hair with tense fingers and trying to hold still as he tasted her but finding it next to impossible. But that was okay because he was happy to drop an arm over her belly and hold her in place, groaning into her wetness as he lapped it up and sending a moan she couldn’t hide flying out of her mouth. For a split second she wondered what some of the others would think if they heard, knowing that Bucky was gone and that whoever was making her moan like this was definitely not her husband, but she just didn’t care.

He was so good and so skilled that it felt like only seconds had passed when she felt herself nearing the edge, her legs starting to shake and breaths coming faster, and he knew she was close. He tightened his grip on her and redoubled his efforts with a low moan that she felt in her very soul, and just like that she came with a breathless cry of his name that she couldn’t restrain. He worked her through it and pulled away only when the last wave of exquisite pleasure had left her, lifting his head and panting with a self-satisfied grin as he took in the mess he’d already made of her.

She opened her eyes only after he’d slipped back up her body and kissed her, letting her taste herself and then drawing away to cradle her face and share a little smile with her. “You’re so beautiful when you come.”

Her blush returned tenfold, and she ducked her head to try to hide it. “Oh God...”

Laying next to her and pulling her against him, he lifted her head back up with a finger to her chin, pressing a short kiss to her lips. “Can I tell you the truth?”

She blinked, unsure of quite what to expect. “Yeah?”

“My plan wasn’t to get you into bed this fast,” he chuckled, and she had to admit, she loved his laugh. As unbelievably gorgeous as he was, his laugh was simply adorable and it just wasn’t fair. “I wanted to come by and tell you what Bucky asked of me, then take you downstairs for dinner. But then you opened the door in just that towel and...” He paused and licked his lips, shaking his head slightly. “You see what you do to me?”

She smiled at that, her eyes tripping down and seeing for herself just what she did to him with one quick glance at the state of his jeans. A surge of bravery spurring her on, she reached down and rubbed her hand over him through the denim, watching as his breath hitched and eyes darkened at the touch. “I did that?” she asked playfully.

“You know you did,” he groaned before she kissed him, the press of her tongue against his rendering him speechless until she pulled away. “I’ve never controlled myself very well with you. Or your husband.”

It was true, she knew as she took her hand off of him only to finally rid him of his damn jeans. From almost the very minute he’d swept into their lives he’d barely been able to keep his hands off of both of them, and the connection between all three of them had been so electric so fast it had taken them all by surprise. She was drawn to him like a moth to a flame and he to them, resulting in them falling into bed together the first night they’d met him. It was wildly out of their norm but it had worked out and he’d earned their trust over time as not just an occasional lover but a reliable and loyal comrade.

And if Bucky trusted him to look after Summer in his absence, it proved how incredibly deep that trust ran.

She pulled off his white boxers with his jeans, finally getting him as naked as she was and she couldn’t help but take a moment to appreciate the sight. He was lean and tall and strong and tan and everything about him made her mouth water, including the very hard cock she wasted no time in wrapping her hand around and stroking. She watched his mouth fall open and eyes roll shut under her touch, loving the effect that she had on him and letting it fill her with confidence.

“I’m really glad you’re here,” she told him sweetly, smiling as his eyes opened and met hers. He reached out and touched her hair, then ran his fingers down her arm and her side until they curled around her hip in a soft but firm grip.

“I am too, novia,” he murmured back, and then he watched as she lowered her head and closed her eyes before licking up the length of his cock. He cursed under his breath and watched through hooded eyes as she played with him, tasting and teasing before finally closing her mouth around him and sucking him down.

He was a little bigger than Bucky but she was a pro at this and knew just how he liked it, both herself and her husband well acquainted with how to properly suck this man off. One time they’d done it together, swirling their tongues along his length until they met in a sloppy kiss at the tip, taking turns sucking until he’d finally come down one of their throats - Bucky’s, as it had turned out. The memory brought a new gush between her legs and she started sucking longer and deeper, earning ragged gasps from Jon as his hand moved to her ass and gripped it hard. She liked the slight twinge of pain and it drove her on, losing herself in her task until suddenly his hand was tugging her hair and he was babbling at her in Spanish to stop before it was too late.

She couldn’t help but pout a little after pulling away. “But I wanted to -“

“I know, baby, I know,” he groaned, pulling her up so that she was on top of him, hips pressed to his as they kissed. “You’re so good for me. But I want to come inside of you.”

She whimpered at those words, wishing at that moment that he really could truly do that and that they didn’t need to use a condom, but it was non-negotiable. She knew why and fully agreed with the logic of it, of course, but she just wished that it wasn’t necessary and that she could truly feel him come inside her. It made her feel filthy to want that so bad but she just couldn’t help it.

Keeping that to herself, she kissed him a few more times before sitting up and reaching over to the nightstand. As she rifled around for a condom Jon reached up and cupped both of her breasts in his hands, gently squeezing and rubbing his thumbs over her nipples as she shuddered in response to the touch. Then he leaned up and brought his mouth to her, lips wrapping around her nipple just as she finally grabbed a condom and leaned back over his way. She gripped his hair in her free hand and moaned, rocking down against his hardness and giving them both a little friction as he drove her crazy with his mouth, switching to her other breast and making her yank a little on his hair in her fervor.

“So sensitive,” he noted approvingly, face still pressed to her breast. “I wonder if you could come just from this.”

Sometimes she wondered that as well, but tonight wasn’t the night to find out. She pulled his head away and held the condom out to him, all but begging, “Please, I cant wait anymore.”

He snatched the condom from her hand with a smirk, tearing it open easily and then reaching behind her to put it on as he murmured, “Do you need it, belleza?”

She nodded quickly. “I need it so bad, sir.”

“Then be a good girl,” he said, taking her hips in hand and guiding her until she was hovering over his cock, “and take it.”

She sunk down on him slowly, eyes closed and lips parted and head tilted back, every inch of her enjoying the intrusion and how overwhelming it was. She liked the fleeting almost-pain, the feeling of being pushed to her limits as her body adjusted, and most of all she loved opening her eyes and seeing the pleasure written on Jon’s face. The fact that they were alone this time and that this was just between them and every moan and furrow of his brow was because of her and her alone... it affected her far more than she ever would have expected.

She rose up and rocked back down slowly, her hands on his chest and eyes on his. He reached up and moved her hair over her shoulder, trailing it down over her breast and finally resting both hands on her hips as he laid back and watched greedily as she built up a slow but satisfying rhythm and rode him the way that she wanted to. It was quiet at first save for their increasingly heavy breaths, Summer biting her lip and closing her eyes when he hit that spot inside of her just right and sent a strangled moan flying from her lips. The sound seemed to change the atmosphere, his hands sliding to her ass and gripping hard as he groaned and cursed and only heightened her pleasure.

“Oh God,” she whimpered, lowering herself down to capture his lips in a hungry, messy kiss that he moaned into. She kept rocking and he met each roll of her hips with a thrust of his own, kissing her until the heat between them became too much. He cursed roughly and the next thing Summer knew she was on her back underneath him and he was holding her hands down above her head, seizing the control and hips snapping into hers as she happily let him take the reins and drive her pleasure. He felt amazing inside of her and on top of her, and she trusted him enough to let go and stop thinking and submit to him, not having realized how badly she’d needed this until that very moment.

He whispered words of praise into her ear, some she could understand and others she couldn’t, fucking her with a passion that was as mutual as it was exhilarating. The sight of him above her, beautiful face awash in bliss and unruly strands of hair falling into his eyes, was almost just too much. She sunk her nails into his back and urged him on, taking him deeper and harder until they were both on the brink and they both knew it.

“Now, mi belleza, now,” he demanded gently, lips pressed to hers but not kissing, simply sharing the same ragged breaths. “Come for me, Summer.”

She obeyed before he finished saying her name, tightening around him and letting go with a moan that would almost certainly be heard through the halls outside their door. He followed just after, not particularly quiet himself and not caring who heard, his whole world narrowed down to her and her alone as they shared their pleasure in that exquisite moment. By the time it was over and the last twinges of ecstasy had dissipated, his face was buried in her neck and she was simply done for, limp and boneless and absolutely happy beneath him.

Somehow, she loved her husband even more for letting her have this... indulgence in his absence. His ways of looking after her may have been unconventional, but they were exactly what she needed.

She could have fallen asleep there just like that, Jon still inside of her, but eventually he shifted and slid gently out of her and placed a sweet kiss on her lips. Then he slipped away to dispose of the condom, not gone long before he was back in bed with her and pulling the covers up as she snuggled into his arms. He knew she was cuddler and he was always happy to give her anything she wanted.

“Feel better?” he asked, both arms wrapped around her tight as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Oh my God yes,” she smiled, looking up at him sweetly. “I can still hardly believe you’re even here but I’m so glad you are.”

He smiled back, raising his eyebrows playfully. “Have you missed me?”

“We both have,” she admitted, tracing nonsense patterns on his chest with her fingers.

His smiled widened as he reached down and took her hand, bringing it to her lips to kiss her knuckles. “So have I.”

“I’m sorry it’s just me,” she shrugged lightly. “I know I’m a little more... boring than Bucky, but -“

He cut her off with an unexpectedly deep kiss, the kind that took her breath away and made her feel like her world had shifted a bit. He pulled away and looked into her slightly dazed eyes and told her lowly, “The very last thing you are, novia, is boring. You are more than enough to satisfy me, I promise.”

Her cheeks heating with a slight blush, she smiled in a way that gave away how much he’d warmed her heart from those words. Then her eyes widened suddenly and she squeaked, “Oh! Can you hand me my phone?”

He nodded and reached over to the nightstand where her phone laid, handing it to her and watching as she pulled up the camera. She flipped it to face them and then snuggled in closer to him as she held the phone out, telling him, “Smile!”

He wrapped his arms around her and flashed a charming smile to accompany her more shy one, having a feeling what - or whom - this picture was for. And just as he suspected, she then pulled up her texts with Bucky and sent the picture with a caption of, Thank you for my ‘surprise’ :)

He chuckled as she then tossed the phone away, leaning up to kiss him as she began to climb back on top of him. “Are you hungry? We could go downstairs for dinner.”

She shook her head, content to stay in bed and sate her hunger in a much more fun way. “Nope. Food can wait.” Then she kissed him again, the kiss lingering and growing and slowly reigniting the need between them both.

Jon couldn’t protest in the least. “Anything you want, sweet girl.”

#uhhhh how do i tag this lol #jon kortajarena x oc #jon kortajarena x ofc #bucky barnes x ofc x jon kortajarena #???#lol #jon kortajarena #this is what this guy has done to me #I'm shoving him in everything #HALP

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Hi! It appears to me that when season 1 aired everyone loved Thomas Astruc and now that season 2 is slowly coming and we have many other things ml related, people are getting tired and more irritated by him. what do you think?

What do I think? Weeeell, Im pissed, you know.

Let me show you why I and other people are getting dissapointed of creator of MLB:

1. There was a time even before 1 season had finished when people asked Thomas for more info about characters like surnames (at least, we got about it later), heights, birthdays and maybe something else.

A date of his response is 26 November 2015:

Much later when we finally saw some eps of 2nd season fans asked about it again. Its quite understandable because we found out that Marinette was 13 years old in the first season, but we also had an ep with Alix’ 15th one while they are classmates. It gives food for thoughts, huh?

So Thomas was asked wasnt it some kind of mistake.

Well…….

Everything would be kinda fair, but if a writer doesnt want to mention and show someone’s age, they wont mention it at all, right? So Thomas just confused everyone.

But based on his second response, Adrien can be 16 and Max 13 years old, for example. Why not? Maybe I like this version.

Also its just rude. You dont have to say characters’ zodiac signs, foot size and other details, but its fun for fans having some kind of info like birthdays, people like “celebrate” it and also finding out who were born in the same month/day with them. I dont think, it harms for creator to think this up.

One russian news group about ML asked Thomas even in french about all of it:

“Hello, @Thomas_Astruc. Its Russian fandom. Why you dont asnwer the questions from fans? Including those questions about characters’ age. Character and temper, for example, depend on age, as well as their actions. A whole plot depends on actions. Will we get a serious answer on it?”

“Yeah, you will: its “no”

Sooo, kids, thats how we justify our mistakes in the plot :)

Remember when they said we will get LGBT character(s)? Dont be confused if we wont get it as a result. Even creator forgets what he promises.

2. Secondly, maybe you saw one of the comics which went on sale, if im not mistaken (sorry if i am), in September about LB and CN’s adventures in New-York. Or you could see the best pages from it. I wont even show it. All quality of this comic is another topic to talk about.

Many people were confused and even mad by context.

There was naked Marinette in hella awkward and strange situation (also, I saw enough pages to notice, that she had some clothes on before transformation, but then, uh, she detransforms and she is totally naked?? Sorry, if you do something like that, do it with logic, at least).

Also, some rasist stuff.

Ofc Thomas got questions about it. His answer was that people had to read a full version of comic.

And well:

I read full version tho and its still a full crap :) Also, please, fire this damn artist or kick them to draw better.

3. This thing:

Only animation or only plot, guys, dont complain here.

Also, let me be a big ass, but I still havent seen any great story. But I saw some shitty animation already :) (to compare with first season)

4. The latest thing that happened not really long time ago:

Full convo

Thats everything objective, of course. But still, all these responses and teases from Thomas are getting just annoying and even rude. Some time ago it could be funny and cool like “our Hawkdaddy is such a tease haha”.

Fan’s tweet after this convo. Make your own conclusions.

What is bad when bad characters/bullies are getting love and fans want them redemption arc when they have a right and chance for it? The most of characters here are damn kids, you know.

We dont know much about Lila and her role in future, but hasnt Chloe got enough screen time to be shown just like a too spoiled kid with childhood problems?

And, no, good look is not misleading. Not that I really love how Chloe looks lol, but it doesnt make me think about her worse. Lila is even prettier for me in some way, but for now I dont really like her. So good job here.

Also make people hate teenage character? Cool.If Chloe is a bitch, why she gets a miraculous? Additionally, Astruc said long time ago that akumatized in the past characters cant have a miraculous and be heroes. Alya, Nino and Chloe were akumatized, so..? I dont have any answers.

All of it is just my opinion, I know that people see those situations in different ways and have different points of views. I just think that people like Thomas Astruc should be more careful with their words and be more serious about their projects. Dont justify it like “its just a show for kids”.

Thats all. Thats what I think, anon, You definetely didnt expect so big answer lol, sorry.

#miraculous ladybug #thomas astruc #ml season 2 #ml spoilers #just in case #sorry for mistakes #let me know if i misinform somewhere #mystuff #ask #yeah yeah im annoying ass who complains too much

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