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mama-qwerty · 2 months

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Warning, AI rant ahead. Gonna get long.

So I read this post about how people using AI software don't want to use the thing to make art, they want to avoid all the hard work and effort that goes into actually improving your own craft and making it yourself. They want to AVOID making art--just sprinting straight to the finish line for some computer vomited image, created by splicing together the pieces from an untold number of real images out there from actual artists, who have, you know, put the time and effort into honing their craft and making it themselves.

Same thing goes for writing. Put in a few prompts, the chatbot spits out an 'original' story just for you, pieced together from who knows how many other stories and bits of writing out there written by actual human beings who've worked hard to hone their craft. Slap your name on it and sit back for the attention and backpats.

Now, this post isn't about that. I think most people--creatives in particular--agree that this new fad of using a computer to steal from others to 'create' something you can slap your name on is bad, and only further dehumanizes the people who actually put their heart and soul into the things they create. You didn't steal from others, the AI made it! Totally different.

"But I'm not posting it anywhere!"

No, but you're still feeding the AI superbot, which will continue to scrape the internet, stealing anything it can to regurgitate whatever art or writing you asked for. The thing's not pulling words out of thin air, creating on the fly. It's copy and pasting bits and pieces from countless other creative works based on your prompts, and getting people used to these bland, soulless creations made in seconds.

Okay, so maybe there was a teeny rant about it.

Anyway, back to the aforementioned post, I made the mistake of skimming through the comments, and they were . . . depressing.

Many of them dismissed the danger AI poses to real artists. Claimed that learning the skill of art or writing is "behind a paywall" (?? you know you don't HAVE to go to college to learn this stuff, right?) and that AI is simply a "new tool" for creating. Some jumped to "Old man yells at cloud" mindset, likening it to "That's what they said when digital photography became a thing," and other examples of "new thing appears, old people freak out".

This isn't about a new technology that artists are using to help them create something. A word processing program helps a writer get words down faster, and edit easier than using a typewriter, or pad and pencil. Digital art programs help artists sketch out and finish their vision faster and easier than using pencils and erasers or paints or whatever.

Yes, there are digital tools and programs that help an artist or writer. But it's still the artist or writer actually doing the work. They're still getting their idea, their vision, down 'on paper' so to speak, the computer is simply a tool they use to do it better.

No, what this is about is people just plugging words into a website or program, and the computer does all the work. You can argue with me until you're blue in the face about how that's just how they get their 'vision' down, but it's absolutely not the same. Those people are essentially commissioning a computer to spit something out for them, and the computer is scraping the internet to give them what they want.

If someone commissioned me to write them a story, and they gave me the premise and what they want to happen, they are prompting me, a human being, to use my brain to give them a story they're looking for. They prompted me, BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN THEY WROTE THE STORY. It would be no more ethical for them to slap their name on what was MY hard work, that came directly from MY HEAD and not picked from a hundred other stories out there, simply because they gave me a few prompts.

And ya know what? This isn't about people using AI to create images or writing they personally enjoy at home and no one's the wiser. Magazines are having a really hard time with submissions right now, because the number of AI generated writing is skyrocketing. Companies are relying on AI images for their advertising instead of commissioning actual artists or photographers. These things are putting REAL PEOPLE out of work, and devaluing the hard work and talent and effort REAL PEOPLE put into their craft.

"Why should I pay someone to take days or weeks to create something for me when I can just use AI to make it? Why should I wait for a writer to update that fanfic I've been enjoying when I can just plug the whole thing into AI and get an ending now?"

Because you're being an impatient, selfish little shit, and should respect the work and talent of others. AI isn't 'just another tool'--it's a shortcut for those who aren't interested in actually working to improve their own skills, and it actively steals from other hardworking creatives to do it.

"But I can't draw/write and I have this idea!!"

Then you work at it. You practice. You be bad for a while, but you work harder and improve. You ask others for tips, you study your craft, you put in the hours and the blood, sweat, and tears and you get better.

"But that'll take so looooong!"

THAT'S WHAT MAKES IT WORTH IT! You think I immediately wrote something worth reading the first time I tried? You think your favorite artist just drew something amazing the first time they picked up a pencil? It takes a lot of practice and work to get good.

"But I love the way [insert name] draws/writes!"

Then commission them. Or keep supporting them so they'll keep creating. I guarantee if you use their art or writing to train an AI to make 'new' stuff for you, they will not be happy about it.

This laissez-faire attitude regarding the actual harm AI does to artists and writers is maddening and disheartening. This isn't digital photography vs film, this is actual creative people being pushed aside in favor of a computer spitting out a regurgitated mish-mash of already created works and claiming it as 'new'.

AI is NOT simply a new tool for creatives. It's the lazy way to fuel your entitled attitude, your greed for content. It's the cookie cutter, corporate-encouraged vomit created to make them money, and push real human beings out the door.

We artists and writers are already seeing a very steep decline in the engagement with our creations--in this mindset of "that's nice, what's next?" in consumption--so we are sensitive to this kind of thing. If AI can 'create' exactly what you want, why bother following and encouraging these slow humans?

And if enough people think this, why should these slow humans even bother to spend time and effort creating at all?

Yeah, yeah, 'old lady yells at cloud'.

#off my soapbox #ai generated #down with ai

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gamingjournal · 1 year

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#PlayStation #Battle Royale #PS3 #Jak #Ratchet & Clank #God of War #Uncharted #Bioshock #Metal Gear Rising #Devil May Cry #Ape Escape #Madeon

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ladyvillainous · 2 years

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Steve Rogers – Modern Woman

AU fic where all the avengers live and work together including a rehabilited Bucky Barnes and my character Mel.

Description

Steve can’t help but be drawn to Mel but she’s a thoroughly modern woman of the age complete with tattoo’s wild hair and piercings but what would she want with an old school gentleman like himself

Warnings

Mostly just funny and fluffy with NSFW Smut towards the end

This is out of character even for my version of Steve but I liked the idea so I just rolled with it, don’t take it too seriously.

Word Count: 4978

“Wow! Your hair looks amazing Mel” Wanda enthused, walking around her in a circle to view it from all angles.

“Thanks Wanda, you don’t think it’s too bright?” Mel asked, self-consciously smoothing her hand over her Bubble gum Pink hair.

“Well you could go brighter, but they can probably already see you from space, so where’s the need” Tony Smirked, his eyes not leaving the screen of his phone, propped up against the jug of orange juice on the breakfast table.

Natasha smacked him upside the head as she left the table to fetch more coffee “Ouch” he muttered cringing away from the former assassin, gaze still trained on his phone.

She smirked down at him as he flinched “Baby”

Turning her attention back to Mel she ducked left and right, viewing her new haircut and colour from all angles “I like it, especially the shaved bit on the side, very edgy”

Bucky walked into the kitchen making a beeline for the coffee machine as usual, only pulling up short when he caught sight of the ladies clustered around it “Woah Mel that’s… er… different”

Mel laughed, rolling her eyes as he walked towards her “Yeah because normally I’m so conservative”

Bucky threw his metal arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his muscular chest, grinning from ear to ear “Can’t wait to see Steve’s reaction”

Natasha laughed “Poor Stevie, even a lip piercing is too much for him let alone…” she looked at Mel sideways “Well…” she gestured to Mel shrugging.

Mel laughed, Steve struggled to hide his horror whenever she arrived back at the tower fresh from the tattoo parlour. Her largest tattoo being a full Avengers themed sleeve on her left arm. She had that done years before she interviewed for Tony as the team techy, he’d just laughed when he saw it and hired her on the spot, so it had come in handy.

Working with the Avengers was a dream come true, she spent most days working with Tony and Bruce in the labs coming up with new gadgets to keep the team safe. More importantly, she kept them under control ensuring they didn’t attempt to build anymore superbots. Vision had turned out great in the end but Ultron went badly wrong. It had taken a long time for the team to truly feel comfortable with Bruce and Tony being back in a lab together.

Very occasionally Mel would be required for surveillance missions, usually where high levels of tech were involved, but they were minor league dangerous. Mel liked to joke that she was like the teams conscience, the little voice in their ears. Natasha on the other hand referred to her as the devil on her shoulder, as she was prone to making sarcastic comments over the comms. Which on more than one occasion had reduced Sam or Bucky to fits of giggles nearly blowing their covers.

Steve had chewed her out several times for it but she could tell he really wanted to laugh, his beautiful mouth twitching up at the sides as he shouted. She loved to watch him talk, didn’t matter what he was saying it was an excuse to watch the way his mouth moved, as she imagined him putting that mouth to better use.

At least twice Bucky had caught her staring at him during briefings, having to kick her under the table to snap her out of her stupor. It was painfully obvious to everyone she had a massive crush on the Captain. To hide it would be a near impossible task, so instead she played on it, flirting with and teasing Steve until he blushed beet red was a daily challenge for her.

Mel knew nothing was ever going to happen there, Steve didn’t think of her that way. She was way to “Modern a Dame” as he’d called her once. Whereas he was an old school gentleman, something that she found a major turn on unfortunately.

“Oh god! You didn’t get a lip piercing this time did you?..” Steve started, overhearing their conversation as he entered the kitchen. Catching sight of them grouped by the counter he came to a complete dead stop, eyes wide staring at Mel.

Bucky smirked at his best friend, releasing Mel to move to the table for breakfast.

Mel winked at Natasha, before turning to fully face the super soldier, she’d been looking forward to teasing him all morning.

“So big boy, what do you think?” Mel smiled provocatively, tipping the Captain a wink.

Steve stood rooted to the spot, mouth gaping, the only giveaway he’d even heard her was the pink tint spreading along his cheekbones.

Mel slinked towards the frozen super soldier, swaying her hips slowly, noting the way his gaze dropped fractionally as she sauntered closer. Throwing a glance over her shoulder she grinned at the sight of her best friends, shaking silently, desperately trying and failing to keep a straight face.

She turned her full attention back to the Captain, like a predator stalking its prey, doing a little twirl for him fluffing up her long, soft pink hair “So? What do you think?”

Steve gulped as she gazed seductively up at him, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, fluttering her eyelashes.

“Looks… Looks lovely Mel” he stammered, completely red in the face. He quickly side stepped the tech, moving to join Bucky at the table.

Looking round Mel caught Tony staring at her, finally looking up from his phone an amused look playing across his face as he tried not to laugh “You shouldn’t wind the old man up you’ll give him a heart attack one day”

Mel shrugged “One day, he might surprise us all and give as good as he gets” grinning to the room at large she skipping gleefully from the room “If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the lab” she called over her shoulder.

Tony turned back to look at Steve fixing him with an infuriatingly superior look “Cap are you ever going to do anything about the raging boner you have for that woman?”

The reaction around the table at his words was immediate. Sam and Bucky looked at each other then back to Steve bursting out laughing at his shocked expression. Wanda and Natasha leaned on the kitchen counter watching the super soldier curiously, while Bruce gaped at the billionaire shocked at how baldly he’d put it.

Steve sighed, leaning back in his chair “I’m not her type Tony, you know that”

“That’s an excuse and you know it Cap” Tony declared getting to his feet, crossing the room to drop his plate and cup in the dishwasher.

“How do you know what her type is anyway Steve?” Natasha enquired, an eyebrow raised in challenge.

“Well come on, she’s… she’s so modern and I’m so… so… old fashioned” Steve cried, throwing his hands up in the air.

“That’s just appearance Steve, deep down every woman wants a bit of good old fashioned loving” Wanda smirked.

Steve looked up at the women leaning on the counter, suddenly very aware they knew Mel better than anyone on the team.

“Are you guessing or do you know that for a fact in this case?” He asked carefully.

Natasha snorted “We know Steve, Jesus you’re so oblivious, Mel is held over heels for you everyone knows it, now would you please do something about it” she said, with a roll of her eyes.

“Seriously?” he asked incredulous.

Bucky’s hand landed heavily on his friends shoulder “Seriously punk, we can all see the way you look at each other”

Steve looked to Sam for confirmation, who nodded “Seriously!”

He looked to the table for a moment thinking hard, then back to Natasha and Wanda “Ok so if I’m gonna do this I’ll need your help”

Wanda whooped punching her fist in the air as Natasha grinned deviously at the super solider “Bring it on Stevie”

***

“You want to do what?” Wanda shrieked between her fingers, her hand over her mouth, eyes wide with horror

Natasha leaned back against the door to Steve’s room regarding the soldier with interest.

“You know she likes you just the way, you are you don’t need to go to all this trouble...” she queried an amused smile tugging at her lips.

Steve grinned “Maybe it’s time to prove that I can give as good as I get”

Wanda squeaked, dropping her hands from her face finally “Well that will do it alright… but it’s awful extreme”

Running a hand through his blonde hair, ruffling it up in that sexy way that made all the girls swoon, not that he noticed, Steve sighed.

“Sometimes you have to go to extremes for love”

The two women exchanged raised eyebrows before bursting into hysterics.

“Dramatic much” Natasha smirked from the doorway.

Wanda laughed “Well I still think you’re crazy… but I’ll grab my purse, we have some shopping to do”

Wanda and Natasha left Steve’s room “See you downstairs in 5” still chuckling to themselves.

3 hours later they were back in Steve’s room his purchases spread across the bed.

Wanda, who was now finally on board once the shopping began, was gleefully bouncing around looking at their purchases and trying to decide where to begin.

“Bathroom now” Natasha ordered crooking her finger at the super solider indicating he should follow. Steve’s last thought before they got to work was “What had he gotten himself into!”

Mel wandered into the kitchen, following the gorgeous smell wafting down the hall that had enticed her, Bruce and even Tony to leave the lab.

“Oh my god! Wanda’s cooking” Mel squealed excitedly, Wanda’s cooking was second to none.

Wanda looked up from the pot smiling “It’s almost done, why don’t you set the table”

Bruce and Mel grabbed handfuls of cutlery and plates, while Tony sorted the drinks out. One by one the rest of the team appeared at the doorway having allowed the smell of Wanda’s cooking to distract them from whatever task they’d been doing at the time.

Bucky and Sam had clearly been in the gym as they arrived dressed in their sweats with wet hair, Vision drifted though the wall from the library right behind Bruce making him scream and drop a plate. They all laughed at him teasing him about turning green which just earned them a death glare from the scientist.

Mel busied herself helping Wanda dish up, handing out the plates of food to those already sat at the table. Completely preoccupied with trying not to drop 3 plates at once, she didn’t witness the new arrivals enter the kitchen behind her.

Tony who was already tucking into his food not waiting for anyone as usual froze, eyes wide his fork suspended halfway between his open mouth and the plate.

Bucky abruptly began to choke on the glass of water he was drinking, eyes watering trying to prevent it from rushing out his nose. Sam absentmindedly pounded him on the back, not one for missing an opportunity to hit the super soldier, while shooting amused glances to the doorway. Bruce like Mel had his back to the door, they looked up at the sounds of Bucky choking then at each other confused. Bruce swivelled to look over his shoulder, following Tony’s shocked gaze “What did you do?” he breathed horrified.

Mel turned to see Natasha in the doorway grinning widely at her and then turned her gaze to the man next to her, her uncomprehending eyes not recognising him for a second “Steve?” she gasped her mouth falling open in shock.

She barely recognised him and not in a good way. Gone was his beautiful blonde hair replaced with a bright vivid red, styled slightly spikey, pulled down and swept across his forehead. Admittedly she liked the style but the colour did nothing for him.

Eyes sliding down over his grinning face she realised he was uncharacteristically dressed all in black and much more casually that she was used to. His hoodie was emblazoned with the Avengers logo and his baggy combat trousers were slung low on his hips, a metal chain hanging between his back pocket and belt. As she stared, he pushed his right sleeve up his arm, a collective gasp of horror rippled around the room as he revealed a full tribal tattoo sleeve.

Mel squeaked appalled hiding her face in her hands not wanting to see, but then immediately parting her fingers to peak through unable to look away, what had he done to his beautiful body.

“Well…” began Sam “Well Steve, I never thought anyone would be able to top Mel’s flamingo pink hair, but here I am proved wrong”

“What on earth were you thinking?” Tony demanded torn between the desire to snap a picture or slap some sense into the man.

“Mel said she wanted to see me give as good as a got one day, so here I am giving it everything I got” Steve responded waving his tattooed arm towards Mel.

Mesmerised Mel watched his arm wave through the air before she registered his words “Oh no! Don’t you blame this on me, I wanted you to fight back a little as in tease me not… not… well this” She cried gesturing to all of him.

“I think he looks sexy like this don’t you agree Wanda?” Natasha called across to the witch who quickly ducked behind the counter on the pretence of having dropped something to hide her laughing face.

“Absolutely” she called from the floor.

Mel glared at the red head “You helped him do this, didn’t you? Jesus Nat, why didn’t you talk him out of it?”

“I don’t understand Doll, don’t you like my new look?” Steve affected a hurt look but couldn’t stop his lips from twitching up into a smile.

“No, I…” Mel started, realisation hitting her like a tonne of bricks “You’re winding me up aren’t you?”

Steve, Wanda and Natasha burst into hysterics “You should see your faces right now! Natasha gasped, through the tears running down her face.

The entire table huffed out a deep breath, collectively releasing the breath they hadn’t realised they were holding.

“I dunno, I kinda like it” smirked Bucky “You’ve finally joined this century Stevie”

Mel spun to shout at the super soldier “He should be dressing like a grown up not like some gothic emo teenager!”

Bruce looked at Mel thoughtfully “It’s not all that different to how you dress Mel” he said quietly.

Mel snapped her gaze down to the man next to her “You what? I don’t… I mean… oh god you’re right” She stared down at her own all black outfit, thoughtfully touching her pink hair.

“Wanda” Mel shouted suddenly making everyone jump “Tomorrow we’re going shopping, Nat I’ll need you too”

“Yay more shopping” Wanda clapped her hands together gleefully.

“Finally!” Natasha breathed out triumphantly, a smirk plastered across her face.

Turning back to Steve Mel marched across the room into she was right in front of him “Right Mr you’re coming with me, I refuse to look at you like this for a second longer, we’ve got to sort this”

Steve laughed staring down at her “But what about dinner?”

“Shoulda thought about that before pulling this little stunt” she grimaced at his red hair again.

Rushing out the door, she grabbed him by the sleeve of his hoodie, dragging him with her

“Save us some food would ya” he shouted to Wanda as he was unceremoniously hauled from the room.

“Where are we going Doll?” Steve asked chuckling as she shoved him into the Elevator and hit the button for Steve’s floor with her fist.

“Your room, to get all of… well that off you” Mel shook her head “For the love of god tell me that none of it’s permanent”

Steve Chuckled “The hair dye is wash in wash out, though Nat has warned me my hair may be a little orange for a while, the tattoo… Well look…”

Mel looked down to the arm he was holding out, with his other hand he reached up under the sleeve of his hoodie and pulled the fake tattoo sleeve down, over his wrist revealing his unblemished and perfect skin.

She sighed in relief as it came off “Oh thank goodness”

“What’s the matter Doll? Didn’t you think it suited me?”

Mel rolled her eyes “Don’t get me wrong Steve, seeing you with a tattoo was actually kinda hot but I wouldn’t have wanted you to mark your gorgeous body permanently to prove a point” she threw at him before thinking it through belatedly and realising what she’d said.

Silence followed her admission the tension in the room suddenly skyrocketing “Gorgeous huh?” Steve asked softly, raising a hand to Mel’s chin and lifting, forcing her chocolate brown eyes up to his sky blue’s.

Seeking to diffuse the sudden tension Mel laughed nervously, shrugging she stepped backwards to the elevator wall “Oh come on Steve you know you are”

He continued to stare down at her thoughtfully, a slight smile on his lips, leaning over towards the panel of buttons he brought his palm down square on the emergency stop button causing the elevator to slam to a sudden stop.

Mel squeaked in surprise, flattening herself back against the wall as Steve bore down on her, placing a hand on the wall either side of her shoulders.

Once the lift had shuddered to a complete stop, Steve wrapped his arms around her, gathering her close, he swooped down to capture her lips with his own.

Tangled a hair into her hair, he kissed her with a passion that Mel didn’t know he possessed. Raising her own hands, she fisted them into his hoodie pulling him closer, deepening the kiss as she opened her mouth allowing him to slide his tongue into her mouth to tangle with her own. Mel groaned as his other hand found its way to her backside, gripping her tight and pulling her flush against him, pushing a muscular thigh between hers, pinning her to the wall.

“Captain Rogers you have activated the emergency stop on the elevator do you require assistance?” FRIDAY called into the elevator.

Pulling back Steve shouted at the ceiling “No thanks FRIDAY, we’re fine” Mel grinned at him, pulling him back down to her, she tangled her hand in his vivid hair, crashing her lips back on his.

“Err Cap?” The sound of Tony’s voice filled the small space “You know there are cameras in there right?”

“Best turn them off then Tony, otherwise you’re going to get quite the show” Mel called out, tearing her lips from Steve’s momentarily, Steve grinned impishly in response to her words.

“Oh no, get out at the next floor or I will come up there and make you” Tony shouted as the elevator started moving again.

Mel sighed mumbling under her breath “Party pooper”

Steve placed a kiss on the tip of her nose and released her, stepping back till he reached the other side of the confined space, his arousal evident even through his baggy trousers.

The door pinged and slid open “Well we really should get that stuff out of your hair and you out of those clothes anyway” Mel said as they left the elevator.

“I rather thought we’d started on the latter already” Steve said laughing as he followed her down the hall.

Stopping outside his door Mel looked at him thoughtfully “Was that the point of all this?” Pulling on the chain on his trousers.

“Well yes and no” Steve confirmed unlocking his room and ushering her inside.

“No, the point wasn’t to make you want to rip my clothes off exactly… but it was supposed to… I dunno make you see me like the type of guy you would usually go for”

“You’re an idiot” Mel huffed heading for the bathroom briefly pausing at the confused look on his face.

“What makes you think I like guys dressed like this? When have you ever seen me with one? When have you ever seen me with a guy for that matter? For all you knew I was a lesbian”

“Nat never gave me any indication that I was the wrong gender” he chuckled.

Mel laughed “Oh Nat said did she, using my friends against me I see… how did that work out for you?”

Steve shrugged “You’re here aren’t you… though I confess it didn’t go as I’d expected”

Mel walked back over to him, hands settling on his hips just under the hem on his hoodie “Know why?”

Steve inhaled sharply as he felt her hands drift higher, edging under his clothes, fingertips gently skimming over his sides “No please do enlighten me”

“It’s because I don’t have a type” she said sliding her hands higher, bringing his hoodie with her hands, forcing it up over his head and flinging it into a corner.

Bringing her hands back to Steve’s chest she began to trace lazy circles on his bare skin “Well actually that’s not strictly true, I do have a type but it’s very specific”

Steve brought his hand up to cup her cheek using his other hands to gently lift her chin, so she was looking into his eyes “What is it?”

Mel smiled “You” she stated simply.

A lazy grin spread across the super soldier's face at her words, stooping to kiss her once more he was brought up short when she ducked out of his hold and stepped into his bathroom.

Straightening up the smile sliding from his face to be replaced with a confused frown, he watched Mel spin in the doorway to face him. With an exaggerated and flirtatious wink she crossed her arms in front of her, gripped the hem of her black T-shirt and pulled it over her head, depositing it on the floor next to her and placed her hands on her hips in challenge.

Steve inhaled sharply taking in the sheer Navy lace bralet that had been hidden under her plain clothes. Stepping towards her he reached out and pulled her to him, one large hand placed on her lower back the other resting on the smooth skin over the ribcage.

"I don't remember you showing me this tattoo before" Steve murmured his mouth curved into a smirk as his gaze fell to the picture of his shield peeking out from underneath the Navy lace, adorning the tender skin above her left breast.

A slow smile spread across Mel's face "Maybe I was hoping you'd find it someday"

Steve chuckled "I'm wondering what else you haven't shown me now"

Stepping back out of his arms once more Mel grinned impishly at him "Oh baby you haven't seen anything yet"

Hooking her fingers into the waistband of her skirt she pushed the garment over her hips towards the floor straightening up as the material hit the floor.

Steve surveyed the goddess in front of him, taking in the Captain America themed lacy French knickers she wore with only a slight pink tinge to his cheeks.

"I didn't know they made Captain America underwear" was his response along with a disbelieving smile.

Mel shrugged "They don't" turning she reached into the shower to switch on the water leaving it to warm up "I had these made special, just for you"

"Lucky you were wearing them today then" Steve responded.

Mel nodded "Definitely my lucky day"

Reaching for his belt buckle she undid the clasp and pushed the baggy pants from his hips with a look of disgust "Never let me catch you wearing these again"

Chuckled Steve shook his head "No Mam"

"Now did you want me to help get that dye out of your hair or can you manage by yourself" Mel asked with a lilt to her voice, as she pulled one bra strap down her arm, pausing to wait for his reaction.

Eyes wide as he realised she intended to join him in the shower, Steve felt his mouth go dry "I definitely need help"

Mel dropped her gaze the evident bulge in his tight black boxers "So I see" she murmured provocatively.

Stepping back into his embrace she placed her palm to front of his boxers, squeezing him gently through the material "And what will you give me in return?" she whispered eyes boring into his.

Steve groaned at the touch of her hand, hauling her into his arms and crashing his lips to hers.

Invading her mouth with his tongue, he marvelled at the sweet taste of her, hands roaming her soft skin, pressing her ever tighter against him.

Mel responded in kind, running her hands over his muscles, cupping his face and sliding into the hair at the nape of his neck.

Flipping open the clasp holding her bralet closed Steve pulled back briefly to allow her to remove it. Gripping her pert backside, he lifted her onto the sink the shower now forgotten, slipping between her parted thighs to drop his mouth to the exposed flesh. Mel arched into his touch her fingers clutching at his shoulders as he engulfed her nipple, fingers expertly pinching at the other.

Mewling in pleasure she hooked her legs over his hips pulling him closer to grind her overheated core against his arousal. Steve could feel how damp she was through 2 layers of material, the knowledge drove him wild.

"Careful Doll or I might just have to take you right here, right now" he hissed against her flesh.

Mel chuckled grinding against him once more with a low moan "You shouldn't make promises you can't keep Captain"

Peering up at her Steve considered briefly if she was seriously challenging him or joking. Grinning at his confusion Mel raised an eyebrow "I thought you were giving as good as you got today?"

Grinning in response Steve stepped back from her, pulled her from her perch atop the sink and spun her, trapping her between the sink and his muscular body. Eyes boring into hers through the mirror he placed a gentle kiss to her shoulder hands trailing down her sides, leaving fire in their wake "You may regret saying that Doll"

Mel pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, noting how his cock twitched against her ass with the movement "Make me" She defied with a smirk.

Hooking his thumbs into her panties Steve pulled them down her long legs, allowing her to kick them away as he dealt with his boxers the last remaining barrier between them.

Using his foot he pushed her legs further apart and backwards causing her to automatically bend over the sink, eyes wide and wild at the thought of what was about to happen.

"Don't keep me waiting Captain" she hissed out in anticipation and desperation, she'd waited for this so long.

Cock in hand Steve stroked her folds with his tip groaning loudly on finding her wet and ready for him "Hold on then Doll"

Guiding himself into her entrance he slid into her fully, both crying out in exaggerated sexual agony at the feeling.

Mel arched her back revelling in the feeling of being filled by him, it almost being enough to push her over the edge before they'd even started. Holding himself steady Steve attempted to gather his wits, but one look at the wild, wanton expression on Mel's face reflected in the mirror and he fell apart.

Pulling himself from her body he pushed himself back inside forcefully, extracting a long feral moan from somewhere deep inside Mel.

Spurred on by the noises she was making and the way she was looking at him in the mirror Steve buried himself in her over and over, harder and faster with every thrust. Surprised not only that Mel wanted it that way, but that she was encouraging him to use her so completely, actively basking in the bruising brutal pace he was inflicting on her body.

Mel could feel her body building to fever pitch quicker than she wanted, but the sexual tension had been ready to snap for some time, neither of them was going to be able to hang on much longer.

"Right there baby, that's it harder" she cooed, as he found just the right spot that made her toes curl.

Gritting his teeth Steve slammed into her so hard they both heard the sink crunch in protest, but niether could even contemplate stopping at this point.

With 3 more ferocious thrusts Mel came apart at the seams, screaming out her release her walls spasming around his cock so hard it trigged his own orgasm. Hips stuttering, fingers gripping her hips hard enough to bruise Steve emptied himself into her, shouting out her name in pure ecstasy.

Mel sagged boneless over the sink, her forehead pressed against the cool glass of the mirror, breath fogging the surface as she panted, attempting to normalise her breathing.

Possessed of super soldier stamina Steve recovered quicker, pulling himself from her exhausted body she whimpered quietly at the loss her legs wobbling and threatening to give.

Reaching first into the long abandoned shower to turn off the now cold water Steve returned to scoop her up into his arms bridal style. Carrying her back to his bedroom and laying her carefully on his bed, sliding in next to her to pull her back into his arms unable to keep himself from touching her.

With a sigh Mel drapped her arm over his chest, snuggling into shoulder as his arm snaked around her back.

"Well" she huffed out finally with a tired chuckle "I'm not entirely sure you're that much of an old-fashioned gentleman after all"

Steve grinned down at her upturned smiling face "I think I could get used to being a bit more modern"

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PlayStation All-Stars Battle Royale: Language Of Fighting! - Grin Brothers

The Grin Brothers celebrate the Christmas season with PlayStation All-Stars Battle Royale at 8AM BST on 22/12/2022. Souldin fights with bananas and beach balls, Raphaham suplexes a killer clown.

Grin Brothers Opening Art by RireNe-RN: https://www.deviantart.com/rirene-rn/art/CM-Journey-begin-750165576 Wind Lift Nanka by Locke3DK: https://www.instagram.com/locke3dk/?hl=en Grin Brothers Endslate by LittlePancake94: https://www.deviantart.com/littlepancake94/art/Commission-Nanka-And-Hat-847329974 Opening animation made by Raphaham but music is Bolo's Theme from Shantae series.

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Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 51

The ep title is The Apogee Solstice ... it's here, it's official, no more build up ...

Eight years of this shit and NOW Matt is starting to break down from sheer wear ... TBH we know how he feels.

Another truly awful and thoroughly annoying advert from Sam ... "Are these testimonials completely fabricated? YES!!!" Oof ... and Sam starts to break down too before the end, just like always. And Matt does a necessary disclaimer ... as he should after ANYTHING Sam says.

Oh my GODS Laura you sound SOOOO bad, sweety! Get you some hot lemon and honey pronto! Good thing Liam's here with a suspect Jester impression.

"So, last we left off ... Sam found a bunch oh hands ..." XD

Yes! Beau and Caleb are here! Zoinks!

Oh, so we're on the ship first ... okay ... and Sam is NOT ready ... Travis: "You've had a whole week to think zbout it." Meanwhile Fearne is busy just POLISHING ...

Ira is just getting strange on us and I don't like it at all ... FCG is being really smart trying to get s read on him right now ...WOW he's got seriously flowery in his dreams of vengeance ... FCG: "What's your five year plan?" Oh boy ...

Ira: "Friends complicated things." The Nightmare King's solution to worry ... hmmm ...

Laura doesn't want to get any messages right now. Laura: "Don't wear me out!" Yeah ... so Letters contacts Orym instead. Oh yeah, the aeormaton? Good point.

Fearne (to FCG): "I trust YOU. I don't trust the coin."

Yup. 2 free rerolls with the Potion of Possibility. Handy but only so much ... wait, is this like Harry drinking the Liquid Luck?

COME ON guys, Ira is TOTALLY gonna leave Xandis on the ship to die. This is so dumb ... oh yeah, I am TOTALLY with Xandis here, he CANNOT trust this creature ... 23 on an insight check and SAM gets a whisper? Marisha has to scramble for a plug ... no, it's just a really SHORT whisper then. Almost like a yes or no, you might say ...

Fearne: "What I need you to do is DESTROY." Ira: "Oh I will." Yeah ...

Xandis drinks the other Potion ... yup ...

A missing lens? Ooooooh ... now THAT is interesting ...

Ira: "That way! And don't get lost!" Fearne: "Oh, I wasn't aware that was a possibility."

Oh yeah, they are DEFINITELY gonna get lost in this shit ... 27? Oh that is a FUCKING NICE ROLL there Ashley! Yes!

Crap ... Chetney's not got another wolf-out available after this? Shit ... TAKE A LONG REST MAN!!! LONG REST!!!

Nuts ... trouble? Not good, not good ...

Ashton: "Chickpeas means punch someone? Okay."

Laudna's creepy mind hissing doesn't give her away? That's interesting.

Oh yeah, these two look both fancy and potentially messy ... hmmm ...

MORE new arrivals? Oh, it's FCG and Fearne ... phew! Letters, just chill! XD Fearne: "Who do we know that has a twang?" Oh my gods this is a hilarious mess ...

Orym: "Ira's a Fey sociopath!" FCG: "Well that's a bit judgy." Orym: "I'm not being judgy, he's a Fey sociopath!"

Oh, the other lens they fixed? Smart!

Trying to fix the aeormaton ... seriously, is this even gonna work? Does FCG have the first clue what to do here?

"Fucking pigeons in a sandstorm ... desert pigeons."

Whoa ... Holy FUCK is he actually gonna be zble to make this work? Crazy ... FCG: "I'll have to do surgery on myself!" Um ... what? Hooooo ... wow, nice ... FCG IS NOW A SUPERBOT!!! THAT IS AWESOME!!!

Orym: "This us what all that time with the wooden feet was for, Letters!" FCG: "I know, but this is different!"

Nice! Short rest achieved!

Somebody don't fit ... hmmm ... Fearne is willing to go outside? Might not be that smart ...

Ooof ... Travis ripping the piss about Beau and Caleb ... meanwhile Orym calling Caleb a "magic daddy"? This is getting SOOO meta right now ... XD

Sam: "Matthew, how do I see?" Travis: "You the the glasses off." LOL

Orym trying to hide in plain sight in this thing's hand is a really bad idea ...

Matt: "It's a bit of a clown car circumstance." No shit!

Imogen is a little girl leading round a big robot ... "Full Bioshock." Cute.

Ashton(to Imogen): "Ticking clock, one hour, and if you hear from us sooner, call in the Ashari."

FCG really likes being BIG all of a sudden. Fearne: "Do you feel like a big old daddy?" XD

Ooof ... heads on spikes? Yeah, that's not good at all ... oh, this is what's left of the Vasselheim crew? Yeah ... that's just charming. Laudna:imo "We're smarter than all of Vasselheim!"

Wow ... this thing sounds INTIMIDATING ... are they sure the skyship is even gonna make a DENT on this structure? I mean REALLY?

Sam's getting all kinds of esoteric with the latest piece of flask humour, clearly ...

Imogen messages Keyleth and fills her in on the plan ... okay, it's ramping up ...

Oh, this magic dispelling wave is gonna be a problem, ain't it? Fuuuuuck ... according to Pate it's like getting kicked in the nuts ... DOES he have nuts? According to former hamster owner Laura rodents have BIG nuts and I can't believe the direction this conversation has taken ...

Oh shit ... have they just been rumbled? RATANISH?!!! Shit ... oh, fake it that Orym's a prisoner? Risky ... okay, looks like that's worked. Phew ...

No. Do not piss in the robot, Chetney!

Lots of corpses ... yeah, do they still have their heads?

Ashley tries to give Guidance. Travis: "NO. MAGIC." Ah. Yeah ...

Gah! Stealth and deception checks! Eep! Is this about to go horribly wrong? Oh shit ... is Imogen about to gey found out? NATURAL 20?!!! WOOHOO!!! Imogen just bounces this fucker RIGHT out of her head. Oh that was SO COOL!!! Liam (clearly impressed): "I'm Batman!"

Shit shit shit shit shit ... it's Otohan! FUCK!!!

Oh, there's Ryn ... :(

Yeah, they are just SURROUNDED by enemies now, aren't they? Go SERIOUSLY careful here, guys!

Imogen's mum! There she is! Okay then ... whoa, she's like super Telekinetic ... hmmm ...

Yeah, Imogen is just trying to brazen her way right through here, ain't she? Maybe this could work ...

Planning, planning ...

Going down, then ... NOT the Otohan cavern then ... "the Notohan" even ... oof ...

Oh, nice! Imogen intimidation for the win! Cute.

Is this about to fall apart because of a squeaky hinge? Oh, NICE ROLL!!! Phew ...

Sending Pate on a scout ... QUIETLY!!!

Well now THAT could be a useful target at the right moment ... if in doubt, blow up anything that looks volatile.

So, bluff them out or just fight? Oof ... splitting the party again ... which of course makes me uneasy ...

Bluff? Really? Oh yeah, no, this is TOTALLY funny business.

Ah! ROLL INITIATIVE!!! Here we go then ... suppose it had to kick off SOMETIME ...

Must admit, that is a VERY sexy battle map.

Sneaky Orym grappling! Nice! Dragonborn is DOWN!!! Bait and Switch! Sweet moves as always, Wee Man!

Hypnotic Pattern? Oof ... shit, so Imogen and Chetney are good but Orym and Ashton are now FROZEN!!! Shit!

Aha! Turmoil! Go Chet! Angry little geriatric is DANGEROUS!!!

Oh that is some UNFAIR ganging up on the tiny werewolf!

HELP!!! Imogen calls for aid ... Psychic Whip? Sweet! Nice moves ... AND penalties? Always fun. Ho! And now the boys are BACK in the game again! Yes!

Pate and Laudna's turn! Pate: "Gonna Grasping Shock you!" XD Nice! ZAP!!!

Nuts, one round before reinforcements ...

NEIN!!! Nine damage ... and Orym HDYWTDTs the Dragonborn! Perfect.

Laura: "Don't jinx this shit!" So Ashton rages ... rainbow streaky madness ensues! POW!!! Fuck ... Full blown decapitation on the half-giant! Nice!

Oh yeah, Chetney just ends the fight through pure intimidation. Good job, people!

The Duskmaven? Interesting ...

Chetney: "Anything you can remember right now keeps your lower jaw attached to your head." Oof ...

Oh man ... SO CLOSE to stepping on a magical landmine!

"Basic bitch shit"? Yeah, I know Chetney hates metalwork, but still ...

I love how Ashley's just DETERMINED to offer up Guidance to EVERYBODY at the slightest opportunity. XD

Oh fuck ... Otohan is now coming STRAIGHT FOR THEIR CAVERN!!! Mayday! Mayday!

Shit, and NOW they're on their break? Damn your cliffhangers, Mercer!

Welcome back ... and a change in atmospherics? Oooh ...

Laudna's Spiderclimb is always fun. :) And everybody's hiding ... random D20 rolls? Oh, for Beau and Caleb? Eep ...

BOOM!!! Bye bye magical blockers! Nice one!

Psychic Lance! Sweet move, Imogen! But Otohan shrugs off the worst of it ... crap ... still hurts, but not SERIOUSLY. Damn it!

Whoa ... she's just RUNNING?!!! Now FCG plays dumb and just AMBUSHES her with a rock! Nice! Oh, a miss? BALLS!!!

Call in the ship! Cut the cords! DO STUFF!!!

FCG (to Ira): "It's time!" Travis (chuckling): "Project Chicken Little."

Okay ... just HALF the damage from a BIG explosion, then ... phew, I guess?

So ... this is SORT OF working, right?

Oh, okay ... so this is the big showdown then, right? Okay then ...

Yup, clearly Caleb done gone fucked THAT shit up ...

FCG is right in the middle of this shit now ... what to do? Oh ... REALLY? He's just gonna go and PICK RYN UP?!!!

Oh gods ... FUCK!!! FUCK!!! Did FCG just DESTROY Ryn? Shit ... AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! Oh fuck this is so bad ...

Uh-oh ... it's never good when Matt does a lot of rolling ... Matt: "Ooh ... you're so fucking lucky." Oh ... wait ... the aeormaton is now DEAD!!! FCG is still good but he is now BLIND AND TRAPPED!!!

Ooh, sucker punch? Ashton, that was just MEAN!!!

Oops, company's coming ... Laudna: "Act frantic, it's fucked!"

BLUFF!!! "It's ... been compromised!" I can't believe that actually WORKS!!!

Otohan: "Gather at the Key!" Okay ... that's ominous ...

Another D20 double roll? Oof ...

Fuck ... Caleb! What? Do something! Help him!

Oh shit ... and now here comes Beau ... and they're EXPECTED?!!! Shit ... oh man, this is getting SO BAD!!!

Ryn's okay ... oh shit ... SHE'S MISSING HER FUCKING ARM!!! Aaaaahhh!

DODECAHEDRON?!!! Seriously? GAH!!! And now hoursxflash by in SECONDS!!!

Fuck! Ruidus is on the rise! Shit!

Another battle map! Sam: "Oh ... Matthew, this is BRUTAL!!!"

Oh man, that is EPIC SHIT!!! Incredible work! At the worst possible time, though!

Sam: "Can I try to jump-start myself?" Oh! Yes! Try that! It fails ... BALLS!!!

BOOM!!! The Silver Sun hits! And does ZERO DAMAGE?!!! FUCK!!! That's a total damp squib!

Well, at least Ira kept his word regarding saving Xandis ...

Fearne trying to melt Beau's chain bonds ... hmmm ... this could go SO spectacularly wrong ...

Ah yes, the classic mad bastard supervillain justification monologue from Ludinus ...

Hooooo ... Imogen that was SWEET!!! Caleb is now free ...

Yeah, Big Bad really is just YAPPING AWAY right now ... meanwhile Orym continues to be a stealthy badass. Help Letters, man!

Whoa ... Bull's Strength? That's pretty cool ... and yet Sam rolls SHITE ... balls. FCG remains stuck.

MAXIMUM TEAM EFFORT!!! Yes! It worked! FCG is finally free!

Imogen tries to appeal to her mother's conscience ... oh shit, this could backfire SO BADLY!!! Come on ... PLEASE let this go like ROTJ! Give Liliana her Vader redemption!

Wow ... Chetney's just off here being the world's tiniest King Kong ... and the worst, apparently. Yeah, that didn't do SHIT.

No! Leave FCG alone, you evil prick!

Oh shit! Here come the Ashari! Here we go!

Shit ... this is all about to go full fucking SOUTH, ain't it?

Come on Imogen, snap your mum out of this funk! You can do it!

Liliana ... wait ... dud she just BANISH the Nightmare King? Seriously?

Whoa ... Holy shit ... Imogen and Fearne ... what the hell is going on? The Ruidusborn connection ... oh, this can't be good!

Light that fuse and RUN!!!

BOOM!!! Perfect timing, mid speech and everything!

Holy fuck ... everybody's getting healed? Nice!

Fucking Otohan ... AND her bloody doubles! I hate her!

ROLL INITIATIVE!!! AGAIN!!!

Matt! Stop rolling PLEASE!!! You cannot murder Keyleth! NOOOOOO!!!

Oh my fucking gods this is BRUTAL!!! And all we can do is just SIT HERE and watch! This is PAINFUL!!! Stop with the fucking Action Surges!

WHAT?!!! Vax to the rescue? REALLY?!!! OH FUCK THAT IS AWESOME!!! RIGHTEOUS!!! RIGHTEOUS!!!

The whole table is going insane and I am totally with them all!

FCG tries to come to the rescue! And he can do SHIT right now! And yeah ... shit, he doesn't know who Caleb actually IS!!! Do it anyway, Sam! FUCK!!! Shit roll, BALLS!!!

Orym goes straight for Otohan's backpack ... and rolls BEAUTIFULLY!!! AND an Action Surge! Tanked that one ... but still, that was SO GOOD all the same!

All down go the roll on the Goading attack ... 1? SHIT!!! At least she has disadvantage now ...

Fearne tries to trash the pack too ... come on girl ... FUCK!!! All right, Mister, it's your turn ... come on monkey man! 17? BALLS!!!

Come on Liliana, just SNAP OUT OF IT!!! Vader redemption!

Chetney wolf attack on Ludinus? DO IT, Chet! Come on Travis, roll good! SHIELD? Oh you evil fucker! Fuck! AND a natural 1? FUCK!!! And now Chetney is IMPALED ON THE KEY!!!

Imogen has a perfect shot on the backpack ... FUCK!!! Witchbolt misses! And now she's given away her position! Crap! Get through to you mother, Imogen! You can do it!

Liliana: "This is for the best." FUCK!!!

What? Keyleth was just BAIT?!!! Vax is now just a compressed sphere of black energy and it's all going to shit!

ALL the Ruidusborn are now being activated at once! Shit! Whoa ... the lighting on the studio's gone full on red! Crazy! That's it! Ludinus has won! NOOOOOOOO!!!

Seriously, what just happened?

Wait ... Laudna? On her own? I don't get it ... oh, Ashton! He's there too ... what the hell ... Orym? Okay ...

No Pate? That can't be a good sign ...

So it's just the three of them? Ruidus in the sky, and a red beam ... ummmm ...

FCG? Okay ... phew? White powdery dunes? Hmmm ... no moons? He has NO IDEA where he is ... oh! Fearne's there too! Good! And Chetney can hear them calling out, they're back together at least ...

Okay, so ... two separated groups and NO SIGN OF IMOGEN ...

Uthodurn? What the hell?

Matt: "And that's where we're gonna call it a night." WHAT?!!! WHAAAAATT?!!! SERIOUSLY!!!

The party are split, and HALF of them are ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FUCKING PLANET?!!! AND there's no sign of Imogen? Oh my gods this is so bad! This can't be the cliffhanger! Matt Mercer this is TOO CRUEL!!! We can't wait a whole week yo resolve this mess!

AAAAAAAAAARRRGHHH!!!

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