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eggtartz · 6 months

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✧ 17th October ✧

Himejima Gyomei // Too Big (f! demon reader)

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warnings : blowjob, riding, brief vagina ripping

you rolled your eyes as the earth basically shook and you huffed. you should've run when you noticed the rocks moving in an odd pace. you should've run when you notice the wind breeze is too windy. you should've run but does it matter?

no, because gyomei knows he'll catch you.

it was a hashira. the presence of his alone has left you terrified when he quickly trapped you with the chains that he easily carries. he almost looking like he's praying if you didn't know better "you demon, preying on innocent people. you should be punished for your sins" he said as tears stained his face as you frowned "sins? i've done worse things than these" you scoffed s you weren't the one wrapped in chains.

you knew your time was over when a hashira came but weirdly enough this one is coming closer and closer. "it's a shame i have no vision, i would like to see you" gyomei said, almost gently that made you frown "excuse me? are you thinking low of me? back off!" you growled and hissed. you saw how his jaw tighten as his beads between his hands rubbed againts each other, hard.

"you're a very stubborn person, i can tell" he commented. you widen your eyes "is that sarcasm?!" you were beyond pissed. not only your life is on the line, you're also getting provoked. he merely grazed his hand againts your skin that made you gasp.

"w-what are you doing?" he doesn't answer as his hands grazed over your body, stopping at specific areas. he bought his big hands (that was the same size of your face) down. he smirked "you're a small one, a pretty one too"

"shame that i have to kill you now" he took his fighting stance and was ready to behead you "w-wait! wait! i'll do anything! i.. i.." you said, his chains around your body rattling. "i'll let you do anything.." you said again.

"anything, demon?"

"anything."

gyomei nodded. he moved to another area and chopped off a tree trunk with his bare hands, leaving the tree with a base big enough to lay on. you were hanging off from a tree as he pulled you down, pushing you to lay and fastened his chains around your wrists. "what are you doing?" you asked again. "making yourself useful for once" gyomei said. you didn't realized how he's basically a giant when he stepped back and removed his pants. you made small squeak and looked away. "don't be shy, you said you'd do anything correct?" he almost cooed and he was gentle too. you peeked through your eyelids to see the biggest cock you've ever seen.

you salivated at the sight of the red tip and his veins all along his base. "i-it won't fit.." you said, the hunger in your voice betraying your words. "I'll make it fit" he said and tapped his cock on your cheeks, his hands finding it's place along your locks of hair. you smelled it and like a dog, lapped on the head, smearing it with precum and spit. given how touch starved you were, your hands fondled his balls when gyomei groaned.

you slowly take him in your throat, the girth and length stretching you to the limit when hes not even halfway in. you huff and panted, taking him out when you gagged. "don't rush" you could hear his voice. that was when you realized that he wasn't pushing you, he wasn't doing anything that looked forceful.

gyomei was even gentle.

with a new determination to please him, you took him in your mouth again. you controlled your breathing this time, hollowing your cheeks as his big cock slid in your throat like it was meant to be there. you bobbed your head as he sighed and you could see how the veins on his arms are flexing at each bob you made. you hummed in content as you felt his cum drained in your throat as you slurped it hungrily and he pulled out with a pop.

"you did well. because of that, i think you need a reward" before you question anything, he manhandled by picking you up as he laid down and placing your thighs by his sides. his still hard cock was directly at your pussy, barricade by your clothing. "mmh.. it's covered.. you need to open it" you almost whined, planning to grind on him if he didn't do anything for your release. he smiled in acknowledgement and pulled off your one set of clothing, the top and bottom connected.

you placed your pussy right at his red, raging tip and in he go with one thrust. "oh fuck!" you screamed, his size in your tiny pussy was overwhelming, even the hashira is shivering. "you're.. really tight.." he said, bringing his hands to your hips to thrust upwards. your mouth opened as he thrusted, his pace not too slow or too fast. it was just right as you could feel every inch of his dick, every vein, every precum.

you could everything at once.

you gasped, chains rattling again as you found your clit and rubbed on it before he slapped your hand away. he stuffed your mouth with two of his fingers, making you gag as your moans were muffled. he pulled them out and pinched your clit, toying with it as he liked. "i can feel it.. it's swelling in my hands.." he said as you almost fainted when you came on his cock.

"oh, did you came? it's my turn now" you made a confused sound before he pulled you down to lay with him as he pounded into your pussy. he thrusted upwards, bringing your hips down that made you dizzy and at daze. "i-it feels too good!" he said againts your ear, his hands holding tight as he pounded fast.

you realized the warm liquid around your pussy and looked down to see that it's literally ripped.

gyomei was going so fast that your vagina ripped.

it aroused you as you hummed, watching it regenerate by itself, given you're a demon. you didn't care how he brutally used you like cheap fleshlight. heck, you wanted to be treated like this more.

"i'm cumming, where do you want it?" he asked. you giggled, licking on his chest "inside, please"

he nodded and with one last thrust and a loud grunt, white and creamy cum oozed from your cunt like a stream. you eyes rolled as he pulled out and you more cum sprayed out from your aching cunt. you smiled, satisfied and spent. you smiled even more when you felt gyomei's cock bullying into your pussy again, eager to fill in again and again.

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lady-ashfade · 1 year

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i saw your taking requests! how about yandere kaz brekker whos in loove with reader but she kinda thinks he's a monster (cause u know he's dirtyhands etc.), how would he try to change her mind? would he try at all? how would he treat her? any plot you want really, all love to you!

Yandere Kaz Brekker HC’S

Dark!Yandere!kaz brekker x reader.

Sorry for the late reply…today has not been the best. BUT THIS IS HELPING ME! SO BE PREPARED FOR KAZZEL DAZZEL!

If any of you want a small fic, drabble of this kaz then please! Give me some.

Dead dove do not eat.

Warnings: Yandere actions, blood, gore, obsession, protectiveness, stalking, and much more. Him being dirtyhands. Dark!yandere.

You, beautiful darling will be so right. Kaz brekker is a monster, one that is yours.

Dirtyhands? Bastard of the barrel? Is feral for you.

But he wants nothing more then for you to be happy, safe and sound. That’s good right? It is when he doesn’t go to the lengths he does.

But let’s talk about yandere kaz for a minute, the good things…

Will get you anything your hearts desires.

He gets you so many gifts, like you can’t keep track. When he learns that you like something it’s gotten…Stolen.

You want a new dress? Boom, it’s your favorite color and size just for you. That pretty necklace you looked at in the market? Oh, it’s on your window.

You want the actual hearts of someone who wronged you? You will have it, he will rip it out himself.

You will be followed and protect at every second. Inej and guards he hired to follow you everywhere, even if you don’t know that they are there.

Kaz would treat you …Like money. Craving more. Doing anything to get it. You are his darling.

Would he try and change her mind? Would he even try at all?

No.

Kaz wants you to know his deep love for you. That he would go to any lengths for you. If you think he’s a monster then that’s okay. Because he will never change, ever.

Maybe there’s pride in him that you’re just a little scared of him. Because then you wouldn’t cross him.

But at the same time he will try and show you that he means you no harm. That you, are the light of his life and only others will feel the wraith of Dirtyhands.

So he treats you well, at times.

I think kaz will trap you somewhere, maybe a house just for you to have a live happily but you can not leave. You can have a garden for you to go outside. But you try and escaped? You’re going to be chain up in a room, only a mattress under you until you beg him.

Until you understand that this is for the best and that you are his.

Yandere kaz is over the top and maybe one of the most scary if I’m being honest. You’ve seen how he takes revenge and protects the ones he loves already. But add yandere to the mix? Mans the walking ripper.

He keeps you away from everyone and comes to visit you every day. Guards around ever nook and cranny. Put you have everything you ever want or need there.

And, he knows you might get lonely sometimes so maybe a cat? Or a dog to help with that. Also the only people he lets see you are the crows, but they have their limits.

If you were ever kidnapped somehow..

Bro goes crazy as shit. Will blow the city up just looking for you. He will not sleep or eat until he finds you.

When he finds out where you have been taken then it’s war. He will torture the living bastards for it, and if you are hurt? Them that’s each wound their families will take.

Sorry I’m getting to much into this. But yandere kaz is just so dark to me.

Though after all this, you are his and he knows. You can take as long as you need because you both have forever. And he will be waiting until you except it.

#yandere kaz brekker #yandere kaz brekker x reader #kaz brekker x reader #kaz brekker #yandere shadow and bone x reader #shadow and bone x reader #yandere x reader

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askbloatedbellyblog · 1 year

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Ohh I don't think I have seen anyone ranking Scaramouche so high in a burping tier list before, though I actually agree, can you tell us more about your reasoning for it?

I will preface this by saying, I'm still behind and haven't finished the interlude with him becoming the Wanderer (though I know more or less the result) His boss music is also some of what I have a bunch of theories about that I might get to if people still want it.

Despite his turn for the better (sort of), Scaramouche still retains a lot of his personality and he's now slightly less of a brat but he's still a brat. He's a tsun with a capital T but as the saying goes, Scaramouche is still full of "piss and vinegar." He's less full of murderous intent but hasn't lost much of his spite.

So how does this translate to Scaramouche as a burper? Well a few things! I think he would have been a big burper before he nearly became a God and got his anemo vision, but after the fact he's only gotten worse since he now controls the power of wind.

I will say, I don't think that size predetermines if someone is a big eater or burper. Scaramouche has been around for hundreds of years, many of them in the Fatui. He's competitive in general and then being in the Fatui and one of the Harbingers for years? That's only going to make things worse. He's definitely going to have to prove his strength over and over through the years and that includes any belching. So he would have been a top class burper and prior to his reformation, be careful if you challenge him because he's just as likely to murder you as much as blast you with a burp that would blow your hair back. At this point, be careful since he would still have his electro power and it's just as likely his burps are going to have a bit of a static charge to them.

Since Scaramouche also has an artificial body, much of his limits are removed. So he could eat or drink you under the table and burp as much as he wanted, it's just a function that he can control. He's going to be just as crass as anyone else in the Fatui and beat out those that are 4x his size. He would enjoy suddenly letting one rip when someone calls him out or he's just present and silence all of them and then leave, firm in his superiority and that humans just can't possibly burp like him, just like everything else.

Much of this remains after his change, he still doesn't like to be looked down on. So he's more likely to let you live but he's also more likely to burp and blow you over. Scaramouche/Wanderer, is definitely going to use his godlike powers and anemo to make burps with power. It also means he can draw out his burps for a very long time.

He's a little more friendly even if he tries to put up a front, so if he knows that someone likes burps or can playfully do it with someone then he definitely will. I do imagine Nahida or Raiden running into him and trying to lecture him on proper behavior and he just would burp even more to mess with them.

But with his anemo powers (especially with them being very precise almost analytical and artificial like he is), Scaramouche can burp on command with control and just generally be as gassy as he wants. Its just going to be rude. If you're into it, he'll burp; if you hate it, he'll burp just to gauge reactions. The only way he does it less, is to show indifference.

One thing I think that Scaramouche could do with his powers is that he could "store" his burps. So say he could burp and spin it into a wind ball like he does or use it as part of his ult stomping on people. He could gather up his belches and he's going to punch or pummel you with powerful (and potentially smelly burps) that will come straight at you. Burp and blow you a kiss? Expect that. Burp and have it hit you with such a blast it is like a punch to the gut? Expect that even more. Have a swirl reaction? Expect that to smell of his lunch. Just hope it doesn't swirl with fire and he had something spicy.

#burp canon #burp kink #belching #anemo burps are strong yo #Scaramouche #The Wanderer #Genshin Impact #I like tsuns and brats #He really just needs a hug #He might benefit from a hug and burp to calm down honestly #Scara is the type that would burp and let it waft and let it sink in what happened #“Guess what I had for dinner.”#“If you guess right I won't punch you in the face”

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snipetooth · 4 months

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Jaxx - SFW Alphabet

prompt: a sfw alphabet with answers filled out for reader dating jaxx from the meg :] list by @.the-coldest-goodbye HERE pairing: jaxx x reader words: 2.4k requested: no

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Jaxx is very affectionate and shows her love primarily through acts of service and physical touch. She’ll make your favorite meal, set your favorite movie to play while she rubs your shoulders or feet, and hold you close to her chest for a spontaneous display of affection after a long day at work for you.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

She’d be a bit of a risk-taker, the kind of best friend that knows her limits and decides to make new ones just for the hell of it. And because it’s mildly entertaining to see your face when she offhandedly mentions she’ll be diving cageless with some great white sharks the next weekend. She’d also be fiercely loyal, ride-or-die, but not be afraid to call you out on your bullshit when she sees it. The friendship would start on Mana 1; your work stations are close enough to allow idle chatter between tasks and she’d take an immediate shine to you.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Jaxx definitely likes to cuddle! Less so with others around though, the furthest she’d go is pulling you into her lap or tucking you into her side (regardless of your size and height) if you two are hanging out with friends. In private though? SUUUPER clingy. Constantly holding you from behind with her nose buried in your neck and gently swaying, dinner can wait she wants to hold you NOW. She’d curl into you, you’d curl into her, inevitably somehow you two end up looking kind of pretzel’d but nobody cares so long as it’s comfortable.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Jaxx still has a bit of adventure left in her; most likely she’d want to go on some vacations for a few years before seriously thinking about putting roots down and really sticking to one place. As for cooking and cleaning, she’s pretty clean with the majority of things in her life (not her desk though, RIP) and she can make a mean dish once she gets the hang of the recipe. She’s able to survive and dare I say thrive off of her cooking, but she’s no Gordon Ramsey, you know?

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

She’d sit them down and make it clear that she’s breaking up, but do it in a “firm but kind” way because she still cares about them. She’d explain what was a dealbreaker for her; maybe it was a big event that never got resolved properly, maybe it was a lot of small things that went ignored and resulted in built-up resentment. The specifics don’t really matter here, but she’d want to let her partner know where she felt the both of them were lacking as to encourage future self-improvement. Who knows, maybe she and her ex will reconcile down the line….

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Jaxx is totally down for marriage once she feels she’s found The One! She loves the thought of being able to hold up her hand to show off the engagement ring and use it as an excuse to talk all about you to whoever she’s cornered on the research station, in the grocery store, at a gas station, anywhere and everywhere is fair game. As for the speed of the marriage, she’d want to wait at least a year before making it official in the government’s eyes but that isn’t a hard-set timeline if you want it to come sooner or later.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

So unfathomably gentle physically, just a little bit rough emotionally. She doesn’t want to hurt you ever, at any point, for any reason. She couldn’t do that to you. Emotionally, she may be a little too blunt in the beginning until you two find a communication method that is considerate of both of your feelings, then she’s just as careful as she is physically

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Not overly fond of hugs, but she does like them! She prefers side hugs and hugs from behind the most; side hugs generally while at work (maybe with an arm slung a little low around the waist) and back hugs at home or in private. Her hugs have just the right amount of pressure and body heat to feel like you’ve found heaven in her arms.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes her a while, to be honest. She’s attached and head over heels in love, but she doesn’t want to risk scaring you off. She’d probably wait at least half a year into your relationship before letting it slip, and it would be in the quiet of the evening as you both start snoozing on the couch. You manage to catch it right before you fall asleep.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

It takes a lot to get her jealous. She has faith in you, and acts like flirting with other people would be far more likely to get her upset than jealous unless you both established beforehand that the flirting is fake and it’s just to get things rolling. When she does get jealous, though, she’ll come up to you while you’re chatting with the person trying to pick you up and pull you in for a slightly-too-long kiss on the cheek and a “Hey baby” before giving the other person a very pointed once-over. Bonus points if the hand now around your shoulders has an engagement or wedding ring on it and she can angle her finger just right to catch the light

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Her kisses range from slow and gentle to fiery and passionate, but with each and every kiss you can feel how deep and vulnerable her love for you is. She LOVES kissing your lips, but she equally loves kissing the junction of your neck and shoulder, your inner wrist, your hips, and your thighs. She loves it when you kiss her between her shoulder blades, on her lips, and on her stomach.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

She’s great with kids. Easily the favorite aunt of any child that she interacts with regardless of her relationship with the parents. She’ll regale fantastical stories to them, swing them around after incessant pestering, give piggy-back rides, the works.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings when Jaxx has to work are spent alone, but she ensures that a lot of breakfast preparations (like finding ingredients, measuring different parts, etc.) is taken care of to make your day easier and she always gives you a soft kiss on the temple before leaving for her shift. Mornings when Jaxx has the day off are spent enjoying the warm bed and perfectly weighted blankets with plenty of sleepy kisses and caresses shared. She’ll make you both breakfast and chat about the week’s events as you eat by the window.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights can range from you walking into the bedroom to see Jaxx passed out with the covers half-pulled in a valiant attempt to get under them before sleeping, work clothes still completely on, to a romantic in-house date complete with your favorite movie, takeout, a luxurious shared bath, and one or two extra activities if you’re both feeling up for them that night ;)))

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Jaxx is definitely slow to drop her LoreTM. She’s had her share of ex’s take information told in confidence and use it to blackmail her or just give it away like they’re talking about the weather, so she needs time to properly warm up to you. You’ll think you know a lot about her until over a year into the relationship she casually drops a miniature nuke into the conversation and you’re expected to not stare like she just grew a second head.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

She’s pretty quick to anger but she also has a decent amount of self-control in… some situations. More than the ones she doesn’t! But she’ll fully give in and have to be held back by you, Jonas, or Mac if someone innocent is being hurt/threatened or, god forbid, you are being hurt/threatened.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Jaxx has a pretty solid memory but she constantly second-guesses herself on smaller details, like what candle brands you like (or if you even like candles to begin with), whether this or that TV show was your favorite, your favorite animal, and so on. She’s taken to jotting such information down on a memo pad that she keeps on her person as much as possible and in her bedside drawer when she isn’t carrying it. There’s a nonzero chance you found it while cleaning the bedroom one day and started dropping more itty bitty details just to see if you could catch her writing in it.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Jaxx’s favorite moment before you’re engaged would be your fifth date. You guys were trying to transition from someone you were casually seeing to being exclusive and the day was filled with hesitant hand-brushes and awkward giggles, but looking back, that was the real start of all the fun and joy you two have shared since. Then after you get engaged her favorite moment is the proposal, totally. (Well… okay, two moments can share the top podium in her heart. Three when you get married.)

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

SO protective. Once she’s taken a shine to you she won’t let anything happen to you. This ties in with the letter P; Jaxx does NOT like it when someone targets you negatively. Can you handle yourself? Probably, yeah. Especially if it’s just a one-off comment or a smirk behind your back, but Jaxx won’t let anything slide if she thinks it’ll hurt you. Direct confrontation all the way, baby. As for herself, she likes having someone back her up when she’s trying to bring reason to the table. She may not say it aloud, not for a while at least, but she loves it when you take over and don’t let anyone treat her like shit or force her to do things she really shouldn’t be doing while incapacitated in some way (such as a boss trying to demand that Jaxx goes back to work even when she’s so sick you’re still cleaning the mess out of the bathtub).

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

A good amount of effort! Sometimes she’s working or away during anniversaries, so Jaxx makes a point to video call with you while you both enjoy a meal and maybe have a virtual watch party with a movie of your choice. She’ll try to make dates exactly what you guys need at the moment: some spontaneous fun, a quiet night in with no responsibilities, something romantic to brush away insecurities and doubts. She also does her best to get you little gifts here and there when you aren’t expecting them. Suspiciously, their arrival seems to almost always come when you were originally having a bad day. As for everyday things, she’ll take care of her share of the daily tasks and help you with yours if she has the time and energy.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Foot-tapping to the extreme as a way to deal with pent-up energy that she can’t release otherwise. And knuckle-cracking, she was that one kid in the back of the class who wouldn’t stop popping their knuckles during the lecture and annoyed everyone.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not very, really. Jaxx knows she’s attractive and will keep up with things like a mild skincare routine to combat the irritating feeling of salt permanently on her face, keep her hair trimmed regularly, and tattoo maintenance, but she isn’t pressed about anything else.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Absolutely. Jaxx didn’t know what she was missing out on before meeting you, but now that she has you, she never wants to let go. Every time you two have to be apart due to extended work hours, or a trip, or misaligned schedules, she feels an ache in her heart that can only be fixed by being near you. With you, the sunset is warmer. The stars shine brighter. The living quarters are cozier. If you left, she’d accept that things didn’t work out but deep down she’d miss you terribly.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

She’s a bird person! If the stars aligned she’d get a couple of parakeets, but she wants to ensure she could give them a good life before owning a pair. One of her dreams is to live in a house with a view of the ocean and a backyard full of chickens.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Anything unsanitary in the bedroom and anything that could potentially hurt either of you. Sorry, but that’s a hard pass for her. She also isn’t overtly fond of media portraying kids getting injured or killed.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

She talks back in her sleep; ask her a question and she’ll answer. The answer being coherent is… hit or miss. “Are you awake?” “Mm… cream cheese.” That’s about what you can expect, but she will answer every single time she’s asked something.

#x reader #the meg x reader #jaxx x reader #the meg #jaxx #sighted #dudes trying to write while a kitten actively attempts to jump on your laptop and balance on your arms is NOT easy fun fact #she is relentless too waugh. send help

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copperdaisy · 1 year

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It’s 3am on Christmas morning and my attempt at going to bed four hours ago turned into a nap. So, here I am thinking about an AU and crossover verse that I haven’t touched in years. Chances are that I will probably never write a full fic for it, because the verse is too massive with a cast size to match, but maybe I’ll get back to writing one-shots for it some day. It is a crossover between MCU, Pacific Rim and TRON that @crystalshard and I toyed with for a while during that point in time where all three fandoms were at their height (a little past that for TRON admittedly but not by much). Pretty sure we called it the Marvelous Pacific Grid verse. I can ramble about different parts of it that I remember if people want, but for now I’m just going to ramble about one topic: the Beckets, or more precisely, Yancy. In this verse the Beckets are descendants of an Asgardian who vacationed on Earth at some point in the distant past. For centuries that part of their ancestry remained hidden, dormant. There was nothing exceedingly special about them or their relatives, especially in the modern day. But it was there, and during the events of that cold February night off the coast of Alaska it is the only thing that saved Yancy’s life. By all accounts he should have died. Torn from his Jaeger and cast into the angry seas he should have drowned, should have died from the force of impact alone, from plunging through the toxic Kaiju Blue. But he didn’t (some would say it would have been a much kinder fate than what befell him next).

Of course, being ripped out of an active Drift had its consequences. The violent disconnect and the trauma of the fall left him amnesic. He washed up on some forsaken spit of beach on the brink of death, kept alive by that distant ancestry. Rescue came for him; the people who found him, however, were not PPDC. They whisked him away to a clandestine medical facility where his numerous wounds were treated. It was luck (bad luck but luck just the same) that the sea had deposited him so near the facility, that in a few years’ time would eventually be revealed as a HYDRA base. The news of the Knifehead battle had spread by then, and those running the base were faced with a decision. They could return Yancy to the PPDC once he was well enough to travel. It would be easy enough to sneak him into an ordinary hospital. Or, they could keep him for their own purposes, intrigued by his survival against all odds. Naturally, they chose to keep him for their own purposes. Yancy Becket was a dead man as far as the world was concerned, his body lost at sea. No one would look for him, and he did not know who he was once he regained consciousness. HYDRA did their best to keep it that way. Over the next year and a half he was subjected to a variety of experiments that pushed him to his limits and beyond. Each time he bounced back to a remarkable degree, though more and more of his humanity was stripped away in the process. The ultimate test came in the form of the super soldier serum, or an attempt to recreate it. As with all of the procedures before he survived it. However, the results were... unimaginable, to say the least. Maybe it was his Asgardian ancestry. Maybe it was the exposure to the Kaiju Blue. Maybe it was both. Whatever the cause, the combination with the serum produced not only a viable super human, but also resulted in the creation of the first human - kaiju hybrid. (Side note: I laughed while watching Pacific Rim: The Black and Boy was revealed for this reason.) This side effect was not discovered until the Breach opened to allow the next beast through and he was dragged into the hivemind and proceeded to ‘kaiju out’. Luck was once again on the side of the scientists in that his first transformation was small and comparatively easy to subdue. It would not stay this way - his kaiju form evolved over time, thanks in no small part to the meddling of the scientists themselves - but they got to enjoy their new toy for several years. (Yes, this included pitting him and Bucky against each other a time or two; their matches usually ended in draws.) All good things must come to an end sometime. And so it was that his time as a HYDRA mercenary and test subject came to an end when the base was found by the Avengers. It was HYDRA’s own fault, really. They probably should not have tried to ransom Tony Stark. But they did, and Yancy (who answered to the code name ‘Hunter’ if he was addressed by any name at all) could not defend the base alone. He was taken, along with the base. It was a somewhat bitter victory for Steve - they had found a super soldier, but it was not Bucky. Next came the question of what to do with their find. It did not take long for them to unearth the soldier’s true identity, but they could not exactly hand him over to the PPDC. The decision was made to keep things quiet for the time being. A cell similar to that meant to contain the Hulk was constructed to contain him as a safety precaution following another opening of the Breach and subsequent ‘kaiju out’ situation. Yancy’s existence was kept a secret as the team and S.H.I.E.L.D worked to restore what could be restored of his memories and undo some of the harm HYDRA had inflicted. He would never go back to what and who he had been. There was no way to erase what had been done to him, and what he had done while serving as one of HYDRA’s pet soldiers. But bit by bit Yancy returned to himself and learned the control his transformations. In time he would be reunited with Raleigh. In time he would accept that he could never step foot in a Jaeger again. In time he would become an Avenger himself, inventively dubbed Kaiju Blue (the alternative was ‘Ginger Danger’ and that suggestion almost got Clint punted into next month). And in time the full extent of the horrors HYDRA had wrought would come to light. (Namely, the use of his mutated DNA in the creation of more human-kaiju hybrids.) But he would survive each and every one of these things. (He would also later survive eating Thanos’ hand along with the Infinity Gauntlet at some point down the line while in his kaiju form. Don’t worry, he coughed the Gauntlet and stones up later before reverting to human form. That is how the whole SNAP! ordeal was avoided in this verse. He also kicks down Newt’s wall door when the hivemind tattles on him messing around with the kaiju brain because Yancy is forever connected to that network now and DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE, GEISZLER.)

#Pacific Rim #Yancy Becket #Copper's Fic #(Kinda)#MCU #TRON

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I posted 6,460 times in 2022

That's 2,771 more posts than 2021!

134 posts created (2%)

6,326 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@hiveswap

@renchanters

@fensandmarshes

@queerautism

@vaspider

I tagged 315 of my posts in 2022

#bearsys speaks - 34 posts

#🌿 - 16 posts

#dream smp - 13 posts

#pro endo - 13 posts

#dsmp - 11 posts

#hermitcraft - 10 posts

#transgender - 9 posts

#ao3 - 9 posts

#techza - 8 posts

#syscourse - 8 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#seriously though it really just goes to show that literally everyone has a very different idea of the work theyd do if money wasnt an issue

My Top Posts in 2022:

i wanna be put in a waffle iron and turned into a waffle. i think it'd be a nice sensory experience.

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Binding Resources (2022)

So, I think we’ve all noticed by now: GC2B’s loss of quality has led to many people desperate for better and safer options for chest binding. In the past few years, their quality has dipped significantly, sizing is unreliable, binders are cheap and low quality so they start to fall apart rather quickly. Not great for daily use, right?

Because of this, more people have been seeking out alternative options. I’ve tried to gather up all the best options (based on word of mouth, as is tradition in our community) into one post. I’ve only tried a few methods personally, but for reference, I am very much plus size and my chest is currently DD cup, historically C cup (when I tried some options).

If anyone has any resources, advice, or personal experience with any of the companies/brands I’ve already included to add, I definitely encourage you to reblog with additions.

Keep reading below the cut for more info!

Tape Binding

TransTape

Price: Recurring Purchase. $20-$25 for starter kit (incl. 1 roll, nip patches, small removal oil, small salve), $13-$17 for single rolls, ~$90 for ultimate kit (incl. 3 rolls, nip patches, large removal oil, large salve). Subscriptions available.

Wearability: Very good, especially for those with existing health conditions such as asthma that limit the use of traditional binding methods.

Binding: Best for D-cup and lower. Success with larger chests vary from person to person.

Purchase Options: US Based. 3″, 4″, 5″ widths. Four skin tones available, plus four colors and one “inked” design.

Risks: Adhesive reactions, cutting off circulation in chest if done improperly, removal can cause irritation and skin tearing.

I've seen a lot of hype around TransTape. First off, the positives: TransTape is amazing at binding without causing breathing issues or back pain. You can wear it constantly, and it’s super helpful on hot days because you can go shirtless and not worry about your chest. It’s waterproof, as well, so it can last through showers and swimming just fine. BUT you need to know the possible downsides before investing in this method. TransTape is rather expensive, so keep the cost compared to how much you’ll be using each time you bind in mind—you’ll have to keep buying it, as well, so it’s not a long-term investment like binders are. This will take trial and error to know how much you’ll use and how long it lasts, because those things are different for everyone—this is not a low budget option.

This option does not come without it’s major issues, though. TransTape can be very harsh on your skin, even if you do the removal process correctly. This isn’t a universal problem, but even if you’ve never had issues with adhesives, test a strip on the thinnest skin on your chest, NOT your arm or somewhere else with thicker skin, specifically your chest. Leave it on for a few days before removing. TransTape has really good adhesives but even for me (someone who has never had negative reactions to adhesives) the TransTape ripped off a whole layer of skin and caused a lot of red rash-like irritation and some bleeding no matter how carefully I removed it. The adhesive also sticks to your skin for a bit, which is a horrible feeling. I know many people that haven't had all these issues with skin irritation but you need to test it before putting it all over your chest.

KT Tape / kinesiology tape

Price: Recurring purchase. $5+ depending on where and how much you purchase. Generic available.

Wearability: Very good, especially for those with existing health conditions such as asthma that limit the use of traditional binding methods.

Binding: Best for B-cup and lower. Success with larger chests vary from person to person.

Purchase Options: Worldwide. Available in multiple skin tones and non-skin tone colors. Many more brands and purchase options available for kinesiology tape than TransTape, so I can’t get more specific, but there’s plenty of options available.

Risks: Adhesive reactions, cutting off circulation in chest if done improperly, removal can cause irritation and skin tearing.

Using KT Tape for binding has roughly the same benefits and downsides as TransTape. Binding with tape does not restrict breathing or cause back pain, which is a huge improvement from standard binding, especially for people with preexisting health issues. KT Tape, however, has a few differences from TransTape. It’s cheaper, which could be a major plus, but it’s kind of taken away by the fact that KT Tape is typically narrower than TransTape, which means the chest size it can effectively bind is going to be lower unless you’re using a lot more of it and being very clever about placement. The only people I personally know that have success with KT Tape have very small chests.

It’s possible to have similar issues with the adhesive as TransTape, so I highly recommend doing the same strip test on the thinnest skin of your chest, same as you’d do with TransTape. I don’t know the specific adhesives used by each company, but I recommend doing a strip test even if you’ve already done it with TransTape, or if you’re buying a new brand of kinesiology tape. I know people who have had skin irritation with TransTape but none with KT Tape, and vice versa. It’s always best to be sure before causing rashes and skin tearing over your entire chest.

Traditional Binders

Underworks

Price: $32.99 (tri-top)

Wearability: Very good, fairly comfortable

Binding: Very good compression, seen recommended up to H cup.

Purchase Options: US based. White, black, and pale beige skin color. Size XS-3X available. (XS: 28-30″, 3X: 49-52″)

Risks: All the risks of traditional binding—back pain, breathing constriction, pain from wearing the wrong size.

I, of course, remember the old days when people warned against Underworks and touted GC2B as the best binder on the market. Those days are long past, however—and Underworks binders have become one of the most recommended brands. The company and its binders are primarily geared toward cis men with gynecomastia, but include trans folks in their descriptions. (In my opinion, the cis male models of their binders do a bit to boost gender euphoria, but that might just be me). Underworks binders are comfortable and tend to be good at compression, depending on the one you get (tri-top seems to be the best at compression, but others are looser and more comfortable.) Underworks binders also have a lower neckline than some other binders, so if you often wear shirts with lower necklines that’s definitely a plus. The main downsides are that their binders only come in three colors, their only skin tone being a pale beige, and they do not carry sizes over 3X. The company is also not queer-run.

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i can't even participate in proship discourse anymore cos none of y'all even know what proship means lmao

"proship is when problematic ship" actually no that is...nope. that's not what it means. the 'pro' bit is the prefix that means "in favor of, supporting, etc." it' is not short for problematic. proship just means pro-shipping; it just means you support everyone's right to ship whatever they ship, even if it makes you uncomfortable or whatever. it means you don't think people should be harassed and doxxed for ships.

like, in the end, there are a lot of reasons people ship different things, and its not my business whether it's for trauma processing (which is really fucking important, actually) or because they're using fiction as a safe way to explore fucked up shit, or because fucked up dynamics just mean very different things in fiction than they do irl because fiction is not reality. there are a lot of ships that personally make me uncomfy, but if i don't like something, i just block people. i click away. and that's why i consider myself proship. because they can do their thing, over in their corner, so long as I can do my thing over in mine.

and like this isn't meant to make any of you change your minds or anything, because i know a lot of you still won't agree with this. but i keep seeing young fans spreading the idea that "proship" means "problematic ship" and it's just frustrating to see.

271 notes - Posted June 4, 2022

perks of being disabled and unemployed: can nap. like. all the time. SO many naps. little bit sleepy at ten in the morning? nap. eyes starting to droop while doing some silly little hobby? nap! want to make some bread but dont have quite enough spoons yet? nap!!

downsides of being disabled and unemployed: unimaginable boredom. all the time. constantly bored. you've got a list of shows to watch but you're tired of watching shows. a list of books to read but brain fog prevents you from just picking them up and reading them. so many video games in the steam library but somehow the thought of playing any of them is exhausting. also. no money :(

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My #1 post of 2022

so tired of the insistence that bottom growth is Scary and Bad. i've heard so many people thinking about going on testosterone but deciding not to solely because they don't want bottom growth because they've heard so much shit about it.

like, dude. it's not that bad. it doesn't even hurt for most people. idk where the hell that idea even came from, tbh. you want the truth? it's a bit tingly for a week, there's a weird ass sensation of just being Aware that it's Growing for a month or two, and then it's super easy to ignore. obviously there are gonna be people who have more pain than others, people who have outies so they gotta be more careful about the seam of their pants, but it's genuinely not as scary and bad as people like to make it out to be.

it's not like you're growing a whole entire dick. it'll just be like, 1-3cm on average unless you pump.

it's ok not to want it. but i feel like there's a lot of exaggeration being spread about the symptoms and results bc not enough people talk about it. i don't even notice it most of the time (after a year on T). do yall wanna know the part of T that was genuinely painful? THE VOICE DROP. feels like you've got a sore throat for ages. totally worth it, ofc, but stock up on cough drops and try not to overexert your voice while it's going through the initial drop.

and since i'm here, remember to clean under the hood if you do have bottom growth. that's another thing i never see people talking about.

end PSA. have a great day

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Saturday Morning Coffee

NPR: “That decades-long reign of service ended Thursday, when Queen Elizabeth II died at her Balmoral estate in Scotland, at age 96.”

RIP.

Six Colors: “Then there’s the Dynamic Island, a stark reminder about the limits of rumors emerging from Apple’s hardware supply chain. Everyone who reported on the size and shape of the new cutouts on the iPhone 14 Pro models was absolutely right—and yet couldn’t see the forest for the trees. The cutouts were only the start of the story.”

I was only able to see a small portion of the event but it happened to be the new iPhone introduction.

They’re not too different, with one extremely cool exception. The notch has become a smaller cutout at the top of the phone and that allowed Apple to blend it into user experience. It’s called Dynamic Island and I’m trying to find an excuse to use it in my apps. 😁

Robert Reich: “I have a serious question for people who have power in America and who continue to deny the outcome of the 2020 election and enable Trump’s Big Lie: What are you saying to yourself in private? How are you justifying yourself in your own mind?”

I ask this question all the time and I think it’s because some of them actually believe it. Others are just so hungry for power and destroying our democracy they’ll do anything to make it happen.

They’re part of a cult.

LAist: “Despite calls to conserve power, California’s energy demands were at an all-time high Tuesday.”

California is a beautiful state, arguably the best state in the nation. It has a powerhouse economy, it’s the home of tech, it has beautiful cities, mountains, beaches, you name it, California’s got it.

But it also has big problems to go along with the rest. Fires rage out of control every summer, water is hard to come by, and with our new climate reality extreme heat puts huge strain on the power grid.

I miss California but I don’t miss these problems. 🧡

I love how Spotify calls their locked-up "podcast" platform "https://t.co/G4bfRixW8a" – it's the way Machiavelli would do it. If you're closed, say you're open – and let everyone debate whether you're scum or just an opportunist.

— Dave Winer (@davewiner) September 3, 2022

A lot of us believe folks like Spotify, with proprietary systems, should give their podcast like audio a different name. They’re clearly not open, don’t have an RSS feed, so they’re not podcasts.

Fast Company: “The overarching issue here is that Mastodon is trying to be too much like Twitter when it really ought to be more like Reddit.”

This is an interesting take but I don’t see it. Mastodon is a great Twitter like experience and I love having my own instance.

I’d love to see Twitter’s Blue Sky effort bring federation to the system so systems like Mastodon could join it. 🤞🏼

The Washington Post: _“The insurrectionists of Jan. 6 busted into the Capitol, hit police with fire extinguishers, flagpoles, bats, stun guns and pepper spray; they threatened to kill the vice president and tried to overthrow the 2020 election. And now, they want an apology.”_

Each and every one of the insurrectionists needs to pay a price. They tried to overthrow the will of the people. That includes Donald J. Trump. At a minimum he should be banned from holding any state or federal office. He also deserves some jail time. Regardless, he’s a horrible person.

Rukshan: “RSS is a great piece of technology that people who use the internet today are unaware of or not using. There has not been any significant development in RSS for the last 10 years, and that’s fine.”

This is a nice little piece on RSS, one persons journey back to it, and how it makes consuming articles better.

If you need an iOS Feed Reader, give my app Stream a try. It’s completely free to use and offers a tip system if you find it useful. Yes, shameless self promotion. 😃

Teen Vogue: “By that summer, Starbucks, a multibillion-dollar company, was reporting record-breaking sales, while many of us couldn’t afford to pay rent and buy groceries in the same week. It was at this point we realized we needed to take things into our own hands if we wanted anything to change.”

When I can’t find a good local coffee shop I’ll seek out a Starbucks. I wouldn’t classify it as the best coffee I’ve ever had but it’s good and satisfies. I think of them as the McDonalds of coffee, you know you’ll get a consistent cup.

Anywho, they’ve been real jerks to their workers over the course of the pandemic, as have many other places.

As a place known for great benefits prior to the pandemic it would be really nice if they could reevaluate everything they do and make Starbucks the best place in the country to work. If you want to stop unions, take excellent care of your partners.

Barn Finds: “Dodge released its B-Series range of commercial vehicles in 1948, and our feature Pickup is from the first year of production.”

It never fails to amaze me how many beautiful old cars and trucks are sitting in barns or fields rotting away. It also makes me wish I had tons of money to spend. I would become a collector. A collector and restorer of old, beautiful, cars and trucks.

I love Barn Finds.

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@askthetraveller

#shaymin #shaymincafe #rayquaza #shaymin sky #askthetraveller #pumpkinshaymin #shaymincafeanswers #gif warning #this is formatted weirdly because I drew more than ten panels before remembering that tumblr limits you to ten #also RIP the gif because of size limits

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doubleminor · 4 years

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via the canucks ig story; aug. 16, 2020

#elias pettersson #brock boeser #jake virtanen #vancouver canucks #canucks lb #canucks #hockeygif #.gif #.gif request #if these gifs dont load its because they are So Large in Size #rip gif mb size limit lmao #also this specific ig story was exactly 420 frames so like...nice

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Tom Holland x Reader Smut

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Summary: Its was Sunday, both you and Tom (along with Sam, Harry and Tuwaine) were invited to go round to Harrisons for a nice little lunch, the plan was to just have a few drinks outside as the weather was amazing, but Tom found your new lovely spring dress more than fitting and couldn’t keep his hands off of you.

Warnings⚠️: contains smut! Swearing, unprotected sex, alcohol, kinda public sex? Also kinda funny

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Oh no, we heard

“Right, who fancies a beer then?”

Harrison asked and all the boys answered with a cheer in unison. You shook your head and when Harrison had came back with a few beers he looked to you.

“Don’t you worry y/n, Tom told me to get some wine for you”

Harrison winked at you and went to go get you a class of wine. You looked to Tom and smiled

“Thank yooou”

“I got you babe”

Tom have you a kiss and Harrison came walking back with a glass of white wine a slightly over filled. You all toasted and soon the lunch was served. Harrison did a good job on supplying enough food for the boys, Harry, Sam and Tuwaine had completely devoured the food infront of them, Tom had moved from a few beers to his second glass of whiskey and coke and you had had atleast a whole bottle of white wine to yourself. You couldn’t help but notice how Tom looked at your every single time you stood up from your seat to get something. His hands always fiddled with the bottom of your dress as your stood up or sat down and sometimes he’d even move his hands upmyour thigh under the table

“Toommmyyy someones being touchy”

“Can’t help it baby, you look amazing”

His hand grabbed your thigh roughly and you had to hide a little gasp. Harry sat next to you and felt you fidget

“You alright?”

You pushed Tom’s hand away and a chuckle came from him

“Can’t wait to take that off you”

Tom whispered to you ever so lightly sending goosebumps to your skin

“Yep! Its a bit hot here right? Wooo yeah need to go get some ice”

Harry rasied an eyebrow at you and his eyes gazed to Tom. Tom kept quiet and tried to not laugh. You got up from your seat struggling because you were tipsy but went for it anyways.

“Haz you’ve got ice right? I need some cold cold water”

Harrison took a sip from his beer before answering

“I got a bag in the freezer, dont use the fridge machine one, its fucked”

You nodded and walked to the kitchen getting a cup from one of the cabinets. Before you could open the freezer to get some ice you felt hands go to your waist, you quickly turned around and came face to face with Tom who had a cheeky grin spread to his lips.

“No no don’t cool down baby”

He was definitely drunk but not drunk enough to be completely rat-arsed. His lips went to your neck and quickly nibbled and sucked on your sweet spots, you held back a moan the best you could but it just slipped out a little

“Tom-”

“You look fucking delicious in this dress baby”

You felt your cheeks go hot at his words, your hands moved to his arms where they carressed them.

“Baby you gotta be careful the boys-”

“Screw the boys, I need you y/n please”

His kisses moved up your neck and he nibbled on your ear making you melt and tingle, it was a weak spot of yours. His hands tugged on your dress causing it to scrunch up a bit. Deep down you wanted to have him inside you, but you couldn’t handle the boys walking in at some point.

“Tom, we can’t what if they walk in”

“We can find somewhere they wont look trust me. Just give me 5 minutes to make you feel good baby, I promise to be quiet”

They way Tom looked at you it made you cave and you couldn’t say no

“5 minutes or less”

“Fuck”

Tom grabbed your hand and you two went off to one of the guest bathrooms, Tom quickly locked the door and returned his hands to your waist picking you up and putting you next to sink. You couldn’t help but laugh at Tom’s drunk clumsiness as he fiddled with his trousers. Once unbuttoned his hands moved under your dress and he basically ripped your panties off

“Tom!-”

Tom was quick to react to your loud voice and his hand came to cover your mouth. It turned you on when he did this for some reason

“Shhh baby, remember we gotta be quiet”

Toms voice was enough to send wetness inbetween your legs. Tom definitely didn’t hesitate, taking out his hard member he pumped it a few times with his hands and entered you. You screamed a little but the sound was muffled by his hand. You were tight around him, and that itself caused Tom to give a low moan.

“Holy fuck y/n— tight as always”

His voice was breathy as he began to move in and out of you. Once he got used to your tightness and you had adjusted to his size, Tom began thrusting harder and quicker remembering he only had a 5 minute time limit. Your hands were all over eachother, grabbing and tugging hair or clothes. His hand was still covering your mouth and you had closed your eyes tightly as you enjoyed the roughness coming from Tom.

“You look so fucking good in that dress baby fuck”

He grunted as he fucked you harder. The way his moans came out made you wet and the whole ordeal of having a quick hidden hook up with Tom was adding to your arousal. You gave a muffled moan in response as that was all you could do. Your hands tugged at his hair as you felt yourself getting closer

“I wanna feel your pussy cumming baby”

Tom must of forgetten about keeping you quiet because he removed his hand and placed it to your clit where he began rubbing it quickly, sending a huge wave of pleasure through your body, you bit your lip but a somewhat loud moan still escaped you.

“T-Tom Tom I-”

“I’m gunna cum too!”

Before either of you could say another word, you both came together. You arched your back and pulled Tom close to you as you came. Toms pace slowed down as he twitched and filled you up, his breath panting and hot on your skin. You both stayed there for a few seconds before Tom pulled out from your and cleaned up with some toilet paper. You quickly did the same and tried to dry yourself up a little. Tom handed you back your panties and you slipped them on quickly, flattening out your dress and making sure you looked ok in the bathroom mirror. Tom gave you a kiss and you two quickly left the bathroom. Toms hair was still messy and his face still red from what just happened. Your dress was slightly scrunched up in places even though your tried to make it look nice again. When you walked back into the dinning room all the boys looked to the both of you and they all cheered and laughed at the same time.

“Bruv aint no one gunna do the crazy shit you two do”

Tuwaine got up and laughed, Sam awkwardly looked to you and joined Tuwaine as they made their way to the living room. Harry got up from his seat aswell, giving a slight applause to the both of you

“Nice one Tom nice one, really gave it your all”

“Oh fuck off”

Harry laughed as he teased Tom. Immediately you knew that everyone knew what you and Tom got up to. It wasn’t till Harrison came from the kitchen behind you guys and put his arms around the both of you.

“You don’t think they heard… right?”

“Oh we definitely heard what you guys got up to”

Harrison said cheekily

“Mate…”

Harrison looked to Tom and just laughed, he then turned and winked at you, you gave him a slap and he laughed again.

“Gotta say, i feel like we all shared a close moment together”

“Don’t be a twat”

“Me? A twat? How rude of you Thomas! Here I am supplying a lovely guest bathroom for you to fuck in and you call mea twat!”

Harrison loved to tease Tom and right now this was his best chance to rile him up. Giving you a squeeze on the shoulder he removed his arms from both of you and laughed again.

“Bet you need some ice now huh y/n”

“Harrison I swear. To. God. I will slap you”

Harrison quickly ran off to the living room with the rest of the boys, you felt completely embarrassed and really flustered after everything that just happened. Tom put his arm around you and comforted you.

“Don’t let them get to you baby, one more word out of them and i’ll make em shut up”

“Just promise you’ll let me atleast smack Harrison once”

“Deal”

You both laughed and Tom gave you a quick kiss

“Still fucking love that dress”

#tom holland one shot #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader smut #tom holland x reader imagine #tom holland fluff #tom holland x reader #tom holland #Harrison osterfield #smut #Peter Parker #tom-holland-is-spiderman-archives #please reblog #tom holland x reader fluff #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland fanfic

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What is Ro thinking right now? -𓆙

Virgil had just gotten done brushing his hair when they heard the commotion outside the Manor.

Ainsliee squeaks in surprise. She turns to Virgil, boiling over with excitement, gleefully translating the message he had already guessed;

“Daddy’s back! He’s calling for us!!”

She grins and rushes over to Virgil, pulling his wrist and dragging him up from his seat. Virgil huffs in annoyance — not at her, of course, but at the bear’s continued barking — and waves his hand,

“Go on to him, then. But be careful, he’s still dangerous!”

Without a word of response, Annie dashes away. He doesn’t even think she was listening.

Virgil sighs, shaking his head. He trusts the Beast spirit not to hurt her, even with it’s unreasonable strength; After how careful the bear had been with him about an hour before, there’s no way he won’t show the same gentleness with his own cub…

The more cautious parts of Virgil can still imagine her rushing him too quickly and getting crushed on accident, though, so he knows he can’t linger long.

Virgil stands up to get dressed, still not excited to see his friends again. His stomach churns at the possibilities as he meanders towards a closet, silently hoping Lolth would just strike him down right now so he wouldn’t have to talk to them.

He just knows they’ll be angry, he feels it in his bones — and even if they aren’t, it will certainly be awkward, and that’s just as bad!

(Better to be the first to anger, so you might lead the conversation, Virgil reminds himself as he wallows in dread. He won’t even have to fake his ire if any of them come back injured, which he already knows is unavoidable. Aside from his desire to keep them all unharmed, he really doesn’t want to be owing any more favors…)

(And even more besides, if he could be petty, Virgil doesn’t want to go back outside. It’s cold and windy tonight, his hair is still damp, his limbs are still sore, his mom has his armor, and he doesn't want to put clothes back on, damnit.)

Another resounding roar thunders through the night air, and then Virgil feels the entire tree-tower tremble with vibrations.

Fully realizing that this dire bear is willing to climb the place and rip it open to find him, Virgil grabs the nearest warm-looking robe. He hastily slips it on over his bandages (and quiver belt, which he had already been wearing) as he makes his way out of the Manor.

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Logan watches Roman pace back and forth around the trees, in front of the spiraling stairway that leads up into the complex. He’s been incessantly huffing and stomping around like a petulant child, and Logan has no idea what to say to make him stop; He's been trying ever since the city was in sight.

Janus and Remus are very pointedly not helping, with Janus giving Logan a meaner side-eye the longer the wailing continues, and Remus yelling back at Roman for no other reason than to join in being loud.

Patton has less fear of the gigantic, angry animal, approaching the groaning beast and patting a hand on his paw,

“Aww, c’mon now, Roman. We just got here! Give them a minute to come down,” Patton soothes in a soft voice, “Not everyone is as fast as a giant bear!”

Roman looks down at him, acknowledging his presence, but he either didn’t understand Patton’s words or wholeheartedly doesn’t care. He softly shakes his paw to scoot Patton away, then rears up on his back legs, raises his arms, then lurches all of his body weight forward and slams into the trunk of the massive tree.

It doesn’t visibly shudder at his attack — even at his size, these great home-trees of the Faewild are many times wider around than a direbear, and won’t be knocked down so easily — but the intent is clear, and Logan worries someone as sensitive to vibrations as Virgil would be quite frightened. So, Logan quickly steps in, using a more stern tone this time (and his Universal Speech,)

“That’s enough! You are being impatient,” Logan scolds, “They will come down soon enough. One of them is injured. They can take their time if they wish to.”

An angry whine interrupts his last few words, but still, Roman backs away from the complex. He keeps growling and barking, but at least he’s not trying to break the damn thing down.

Right on queue, a little blue girl comes flying down the stairs like a missile, grinning wildly.

Logan sighs in relief, happy to see her in good spirits after how they had left off. Roman seems to feel the same, finally quieting down his complaints. He drops his head down to meet her when she approaches, sniffing her as she reaches up to hug his muzzle. She squeezes him as best she can from there, giggling when he pushes down a little to nuzzle her.

Practically tripping over herself with energy, Annie quickly pops up to bowl Patton over in a hug as well, giving Logan a wide grin over his shoulder as Patton squishes her close to his chest. Logan couldn’t suppress a smile in return, even if he wanted to.

Virgil appears at the staircase then, looking comically ethereal. His long, re-dyed hair and wide-sleeved elven robe blow in the wind, his expression soft and quietly observant; He looks much more like the picture of a dark-elven noble you would find in a storybook than the grizzled soldier they’ve been travelling with. Even his eyes have changed color, with his sclera turned black and his pupils reflecting pale moonlight.

Virgil spots Patton and Annie embracing, and relaxes at the sight of them. Then he turns his gaze on the rest of the team, and his usual scowl returns, eyes glowing red to match. Logan is almost comforted by the familiarity.

“Olath ilhar, You’re hurt!” Virgil growls, rushing down to meet them.

Logan grumbles to himself over the hypocrisy of that statement, looking over the bandages absolutely covering Virgil’s arms, legs and abdomen.

Roman shuffles his weight on his paws when he sees Virgil approach, but Virgil holds a hand out to him, scolding,

“Oh don’t you even start! You will sit and wait your turn!”

To Logan’s amazement, Roman whines and sits down on the grass, looking thoroughly reprimanded.

(Well that is just not fair.)

Virgil looks over each of them in turn, searching for wounds. He circles Patton first, alarmed by the bandages across his middle. The careful prodding of his hands remains in stark contrast to the snarl in his voice,

“I wouldn’t have let you go if I knew you were going to be so reckless!”

“You hardly let us go at all. And, only two of us are injured.” Logan corrects as if he can’t help it, not taking Virgil’s returning glare so seriously.

“Three of you! Roman is barely standing. And that’s more than half of your party, yutrit'zarreth!” Virgil hisses back. He moves over to Logan and stalks around him, searching him as well.

“I’m fine, Virgil, I didn’t even get near the battle.” Logan protests, shrugging off Virgil’s patchwork cloak in order to return it.

Virgil bares his teeth, still unconvinced. Logan sighs and sits through his examination, though he can’t help but complain to himself about how unfair Virgil is being.

Reminding himself of Virgil’s wounds, Logan uses their proximity to examine his bandages. They seem fairly well-wrapped, but it’s clear he hasn’t had any magical healing since they saw him last, and the bags under his eyes are dark even for Virgil. Every day it seems Virgil is stretching the limits of what levels of pain a person can ignore — by all accounts, he shouldn’t be conscious right now, much less standing.

The last few battles, Logan had tried not to think too much about why Virgil does this, and even less about how he became able to. But, at this point, it’s become obvious that he has a very serious problem. Logan’s going to have to do something if he doesn’t want Virgil to drive himself into the grave...

While he lets himself worry, Logan also notices the belt of Virgil’s quiver is strapped right over his bandages.

“Are you wearing that against your bare skin?” Logan scolds before he can stop himself, “What about the wound on your back?”

“Don’t worry about it.” Virgil grumbles, though bringing it up seems to have scared him off. He snatches his cloak from Logan’s hands, pulling it in under his robe and fastening it so it lies between the robe and his skin, then slinks away, glowering. Logan can’t help but think he’s misstepped, somehow.

Virgil has already moved on to look over Janus, who also tries to shoos the archer away, insisting he’s unharmed. Virgil hisses at him, too, but quickly moves on to Remus anyway.

“Get inside and rest, all of you!” Virgil orders as he prowls around him, examining the bruises on his sides and back with gentle touches, “We’ve already lost too much travel time as it is, at this rate we’ll never make it to the Capital.”

“What about Roman? I doubt he can fit inside, are we just going to leave him out here??” Patton whines. Virgil snaps a short, sharp laugh and glares at the bear,

“Yeah, for all I care.”

Roman groans at him, and Virgil snaps something back in Drowic. Logan doesn’t know if he can actually understand Virgil’s words or just the tone in which he’s saying them, but Roman is certainly respecting his orders more than he did Logan’s.

(Logan quickly reminds himself that Virgil had once claimed to be a Ranger, and answers his own questions on the matter.)

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Logan advises carefully, taking note of Virgil’s mood. He keeps his tone as soothing as possible as he explains,

“This is his first time shifting, we should stay to make sure he doesn’t do anything reckless. Besides, specifically as a bear, he will grow distressed if we leave his sight.”

“You’re just saying that because you want to study him.” Janus supplies unhelpfully, apparently living to annoy him. Virgil doesn’t respond, though, and Logan can tell that his reasoning got through to him.

Remus rolls his eyes, quickly growing bored of their debate,

“Well, I’m certainly staying with Brother Bear over here, and the three of us have a long overdue heart-to-heart scheduled for, ehhh, right about now~!”

Virgil pretends not to hear him while he studies the bruise on Remus’s back. Remus frowns at being ignored, turning on his heel and grabbing Virgil’s shoulders to stop him in his tracks,

“Let’s have a little chat~! You aren’t getting out of this, slick.”

Virgil glares holes into Remus’s chest, then turns away from him, hissing his discomfort the entire way. Janus looks similarly displeased, leveling an unfriendly look at Remus before taking his hand and following along.

Logan and Patton follow the three of them, Annie holding Patton’s hand and instructing Roman to follow behind.

Virgil leads them to a vacated barn, instructing Roman to lie down and wait. Annie nestles in next to his side, and Logan and Patton join her, watching Virgil lead Remus and Janus back out. Virgil keeps himself several paces ahead of them, looking like he might lose his nerve and bolt at any minute.

Logan and Patton share an uneasy look, only able to speculate about what happened between Virgil and the odd duo…

Janus doesn’t say a word, worried about getting himself in trouble before they even start the conversation. Virgil already seems tense, and Janus doesn’t ignore the way he positions himself closer to the Manor complex than to the barn.

Once he’s satisfied they’re far enough away that Logan can’t eavesdrop, he very rigidly turns to face his two old friends, waiting for someone else to start.

Janus and Virgil just glare in each other’s directions, both refusing to be the first to get vulnerable. (At least Virgil’s eyes are glowing faintly red, so Janus knows where they’re pointed, and where the hell Virgil is.)

Remus stands with his hands on his hips and glances between them impassively, knowing it’s only a matter of time until one of them cracks.

Despising the awkward silence more than anything else, Janus finally smirks,

“Well, you look terrible.”

“What are you doing here?” Virgil growls, shifting his gaze between the two. He still hasn’t looked either of them in the eye, just glaring at the grass by their feet like it’s done something to offend him; something it took many years to get Virgil to stop doing.

“Oh, you know I just love the Faewild,” Janus grumbles, folding his arms defensively, “But, this time, I must confess we were mainly looking for you.”

“Why?” Virgil growls even lower, his eyes turning even brighter red. Janus rolls his eyes at the aggressive display, 80% certain Virgil is simulating it this time.

“What do you mean ‘why?’” Janus scoffs, quickly growing annoyed, “It’s been so long, I was starting to wonder if you’d gotten lost!”

Janus expected the cold reception, of course, but he’s never exactly been lauded for his temper. Remus steps in, knowing a spat is imminent if he doesn’t. He chuckles,

“You fucked off in quite a rush, but you did say you were coming home eventually.”

Virgil’s jaw drops.

He quickly shakes himself out of it and resumes his defensive posture, but the damage was done; The same shocked look spreads to the other two. The three just stare each other down, all of them growing more confused by the minute.

Virgil breaks first, looking away at a suddenly very interesting rock as he mumbles,

“…You expected me to come back?”

Janus can immediately read the implication under the words; the question Virgil is afraid to ask. He feels his chest constrict a little at the thought, too winded to keep up his usual snark. In all of the visions he had seen to prepare for this moment, Virgil had never reacted like this. Usually he ran, and often he was angry at them or scared of them, but never…dejected.

“Darling, of course! How could you assume anything else?”

“I don’t know,” Virgil huffs, shoulders raising up to his ears, “Maybe it was the huge fucking fight we had seconds before I ran off for two fucking years— Aren’t you mad?!”

“No!” Janus and Remus shout at the same time, with varying levels of surprise and distress. Virgil’s still on the offensive, glaring at them.

“Fuck off! I almost took your whole arm off, and then you leased that dweomer, and Remus lost it—”

“That’s not the first time we each went a little crazy, Virgil.” Janus shakes his head, subtly motioning down to his ankle,

“That’s part of the reason we’ve stuck together for so long, remember?”

Virgil smiles a little at the reference, an inside joke between the three of them he thankfully hasn’t forgotten. Still, he seems reluctant.

He turns a bit towards them now, though he’s started picking at his nails, like he does when he’s really nervous. His eyes are wide and startled, but he still won’t look up,

“That time was… different. Something happened. I think I…” He shakes his head, steadying his voice before he continues,

“No, I know it this time. I’m not going crazy, something cursed me in that cave! All I remember is us knocking over some altar with a crystal on it, and now I can do magic on the surface?! And I got all paranoid about every little move, and I tried to run off for good!”

“It wasn’t a curse. At least, I don’t think so.” Janus sighs, looking down at his hand, which is now covered in dragon-like scales under his glove. “And it wasn’t just you, either.”

Remus grins, focusing on drawing forward that strange energy he now houses. He holds out his hand, letting Virgil watch as he conjures the usual smoke effects he’s always been able to summon, now along with some unusual yellow lightning flashing within.

“Me and Deedee also got some cool new powers~! And some other weird stuff, too!”

Virgil slowly creeps forward to get a better look, still apparently deciding whether he should be afraid or angry. Very slowly, he reaches up and lays one of his hands on Remus’s, then raises the other. Janus and Remus watch as Virgil’s eyes glow blue, and a cluster of lightning grows out of his skin, dancing around his fingers. A moment later, both magic effects fizzle out with a sharp crackling sound.

“Where did you learn that?” Janus hums, mildly impressed, though he already knows the answer. Virgil shrugs, looking back towards the barn,

“Logan’s been teaching me how to control it. I’m still not great at it yet, but I haven’t accidentally killed anyone in several days.” Virgil sighs. He looks around at his friends, finally looking them in the eyes, though he still looks a bit like a frightened animal. Slowly, he adds,

“I still don’t know how I feel about this,” He admits, then sends a short glance at Remus, “But, you and your brother have to do something together in town, right? So… We’re all going in the same direction, anyway.”

“And you’re set on these new guys?” Janus sighs, trying not to sound disappointed. Virgil shrugs.

“I don’t think I can leave them yet. I’m making progress, but I still need Logan’s help…” Virgil looks back at the barn, an annoyed grumble returning to his tone,

“And, these three are kind of pathetic. I really don’t think they’ll make it in one piece without us, anyway.”

Janus chuckles in agreement, not at all surprised. Remus flips his hair with a smile,

“Oh, so there’s an ‘us’ now~?”

Before Virgil can even blush at the slip, Remus is laughing again,

“Well then, it can’t be helped~ Looks like the three of us are coming with them!”

“Of course.” Janus nods, “As much as it pains me to waste my time with such irksome people, it would be convenient for us to travel together. And, according to Logan, you need a sorcerer’s help with the whole ‘training’ thing.”

(Janus avoids adding a snarky remark about how “that also proves that you never should have left to begin with,” though it is difficult.)

“I’d rather it be you then some other high class know-it-all I haven’t met. One is enough.” Virgil admits, though he can’t resist rolling his eyes at Janus’s snark.

Now, a bit of a smirk has returned to Virgil’s face. He looks between the two again, blushing slightly and fiddling with his hands again to distract from his brain. Virgil himself is unsure whether he’s more afraid or hopeful. Not that he would ever admit to the latter.

“So… you really aren’t mad?”

“No, dear. If any of us have a right to be, it’s you.” Janus sighs. Virgil whines in complaint,

“But— Two years is a long time for you, you can’t just let me get away with that!”

“I was busy with something, anyway, so it’s no big deal~” Janus sighs, not quite willing to admit to himself whether or not it’s a lie. To silence Virgil’s arguing he holds one hand out to Virgil, and focuses on melting away just that little section of his glamour.

Green and yellow scales are revealed all along his hand and wrist, and Virgil gasps for a moment, reaching over to touch them. The look he gives Janus then is devastating, the last of the fear easing out of his shoulders as the memory of that night washes over him.

“This is what I was scared of?” Virgil frowns, sounding more than a little disappointed in himself, “Your scales are spreading?”

“There’s much more to it than that,” Janus quickly corrects him, letting the phrase carry a lot of weight for him, “But we can get into that when you’re awake enough to process a more detailed conversation.”

“I thought you were just born with them. Are you supposed to grow more?”

“No, I’m not. Like Remus said, you aren’t the only one who was affected.” Janus shrugs, “We both have physical mutations, though not quite like your scars. Remus already mentioned what happened to his wings, didn’t he?”

Virgil turns to him expectantly. Remus holds his hands behind his back and grins,

“Ooooh no, I’m saving that surprise for something special. After all, now Roman’s here to see ‘em too, and you know I can’t resist dramatic timing~”

“Before you keep insisting you’re too dangerous to congregate around,” Janus muses lightly before Virgil can say another word, “You’re not the only one with new temporal magic.”

Janus takes a tiny amount of pleasure in the momentary horror on Virgil’s face. As a treat.

“Oh, don’t get all worked up, my love~” Janus teases, patting Virgil’s arm, “I’m not able to affect time in any real sense, I can only predict the future. That’s how we were able to track you somewhat reliably.”

“That’s terrifying.” Virgil grumbles, “Are you guys having bursts like mine??”

“Nope. Aside from the visions, which can sneak up on me at times, I’m perfectly in control of my magic.” Janus smirks, “Remus has been having a similar problem to yours, when he gets excited. Not nearly as large-scale, though it can occasionally be dangerous.”

“And I revel in the chaos of it, so no skin off my back~!” Remus grins.

They fall into silence again, though it’s a bit more comfortable now. Virgil shuffles from foot to foot, not quite sure how to end the conversation, or disperse the lingering doubts and awkwardness hanging between them.

(As much as Virgil can try and dismiss his old feelings as “part of the Madness Roman cured,” there’s still a lot about that night that still doesn’t feel right in Virgil’s gut, and he doesn’t know how long he wants to wait for a longer explanation.)

(And, though their parting altercation has been mostly dismissed, it’s still been two years since he saw them last. Virgil knows how much non-elves can change in that time. What if even now, with everything said and done, they still can’t go back to the way they were before? What if they’re different now, and they don’t get along as well as they used to? Should he really want to, anyway??)

Sensing his worries and eager to put them to rest, Janus peels his other glove off as well and steps forward, very gently taking Virgil’s hands.

“Are you angry?” He asks, softly and genuinely.

“You can be upset, Virgil. A lot has happened, it’s okay if you need time.” Janus sends a glance in Remus’s direction, prodding him to help. Remus gives Virgil one of his ‘dazzling’ grins, trying to reassure him that they don’t hold any grudges.

Virgil relishes the familiar feeling of Janus’s hand, shoving aside his remaining worries. He’ll deal with his lingering doubts later.

(Their arrival has added an incredible number of new problems to his plate, but he’s frazzled and exhausted. His best friends are back, and they don’t hate him. At least for tonight, that will be enough; God knows he has enough to worry about right now, anyway.)

Virgil shakes his head, voice still sore from earlier that day, and nearly boneless with exhaustion. Janus and Remus share a knowing look, well aware Virgil is hiding something but too overwhelmed to get into it now.

“Let’s just head back in and rest for tonight.” Virgil sighs, brushing his hair behind his ear. He turns to Janus, frowning,

“In the morning, you’re going to have to tell them about the sorcery thing. And, probably also about being a snake. Logan never leaves it be at one question.”

“Ugh! You people won’t let me keep any of my secrets!” Janus complains, folding his arms. He already knew he would need to come clean, but that doesn’t mean he has to enjoy it. He tilts his chin up in an expression of faux-contempt, tone mocking,

“Fine, but only if you promise to actually sleep tonight. I wasn’t kidding earlier, you look like shit.”

“That’s not fair, someone has to keep watch!”

“We have a twenty-foot bear in there, who is going to sneak up on that? You’re being ridiculous.”

“But what about when Roman changes back in the morning? Someone has to be awake to help him!”

“I will, then!” Remus scoffs, “I’m his brother, he’s not gonna want anyone else to see him naked. Besides, we all know damn well you’re going to wake up the second anyone moves, hypersensitive ass.”

“Oh, shit.” Virgil hums, “We should pick him up some clothes before we head back in…”

“Ooooh, can I pick them out~?” Remus grins evilly. Virgil slaps his arm, trying not to laugh,

“No, leave him alone! He’s probably gonna be scared at first. You can bully him later.”

“You’re such a buzzkill! I don’t remember you being this lame.”

“Say that again when I have the energy to kick your ass.”

They playfully shove and bat at each other the whole way up the stairs, being careful of each other’s wounds while threatening to throw the other off the balcony. At the same time, they move slowly, considerate of Janus’s leg and eyesight.

Janus watches them and suppresses a fond smile, his cold heart warming at how quickly they’ve started to ease back into their usual dynamic...

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Levitating: Chapter 5

Steve Rogers is a simple man.

Save the world, allow the team to roast him occasionally and try to keep up with technology. Not quite in that order but it keeps him busy.

And during his free time, he’s casually wondering what it would be like to dominate a willing participant.

That part he keeps to himself.

[18+ for language, propositioning, power exchange, d/s and smut.]

For the ones following along - @caffiend-queen @river-soul @jevans2 - I hope you like the latest chapter!

Chapter 5 | Steve embarks on an internal battle after the gym incident, while her unwelcome suitor tests her limits.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

The sun was a faint presence in the sky when she slipped out of the door, a little before six by his calculations, her presence hovering over him before she departed. He’d kept the door unlocked the entire night in case she woke up and wanted a quick exit. Steve had kept watch on his couch, stretched out and letting sleep evade him, watching the shadows on the ceiling. He deliberately stacked his hands under his head to distract from the unavoidable evidence of the physical reaction that keeps him hard for hours. The mental flagellation is worth it when he replays the way her head leaned into his chest, lips parted as her warm breath exhaled, almost in tune with the beat of his heart.

Steve had known power. He’d had it wielded against him when he was still small and when he’d grown to this size that he was still trying to come to terms with. His power is always used for defense - for preservation of life and the destruction of anything that threatens to harm that ideal - and the thought of how quickly he taped her wrists blooms over his eyes. Muscle memory from thoughts that had long become practice without needing physical repetition.

A testament to how long he’s been thinking about what manifested hours prior.

Years of his leather gloves and holding the shield that has become like an extension of himself has left him with calloused fingers, resistant to the cold and heat. But he can remember how soft her skin was, a luxury in his hands while her fingers circled his own that kept her still against him. He's used to control, restraining an enemy to subdue and eventually discard. But there was never any intention of leaving her. Quite the opposite, if this was something she would ever allow.

If he stays completely still, he can still hear her denial when he'd offered to remove the tape from her wrists. Moments later, she'd fainted, Steve catching her slumping against him and cradling her in his arms. There was no place to go other than the one he knew that would be safe and as he placed her in his bed, it occurred to him while he pulls the blankets over her form that that this is new territory, someone taking up residence in his bed that isn’t him. The king size bed a far cry from the twin that used to be pushed up against the window. Steve has mentally been preparing for this, even if his consciousness reasons that it’s indulgent and he deserves to stretch out while he sleeps.

Steve hasn’t a good night’s sleep in years.

Her eyes had fluttered open when he removed the tape, a reaction to her wrists being freed. He remembers the shh that swept from his lips, still unsure if it was meant to soothe her or himself. The body that he fantasized about was there, warm and soft and if he had allowed himself to linger, then he would have seen her mouth working the words to ask him to stay. He would like to win, outside of his job and who he is at the core of himself. What that entails has shifted since he had laid eyes on her.

Steve is also used to rejection. Though he is much bigger - stronger - the feelings of never being enough still hide in the shadows and are not as easy to forget. The Steve that was always picked over, pushed to the ground and beat up, that one still lurks somewhere inside him. He knows right and wrong, he’s been on the receiving end of bullies probably more than anyone he knows, or used to know. This is where he reasons the need for control and dominance, though he knows his want is for a person to let him dip into the part of himself that he continues to hide away from the rest of the team.

When her supple mouth turns upward in a hint of a smile - possibly contentment - before she settles against the pillow, he believes he’s found it.

He finally gets to his dresser, sliding the drawer open to peer inside at the handcuffs and the clamps, he lifts the cuffs in his hands, feeling the weight of them in his hands. When he’s finally rewarded with placing them on her, he thinks of how the contrast of the cuffs will be on her beautiful skin, restrained but separated by a few links of the chain. His thoughts delve into how he can see the chain going taunt while she tests her limits of the strength of the cuffs and he drops them back into the drawer, slamming it closed.

The heat from the shower fogs up the mirrors, swirling around the bathroom with the soft hush of the fan above. Steve’s head rests against the cool stone while the water travels down his back, down the ropes of muscle that contract with every movement as his hand grips his dick, fingers applying pressure in a way that works for the moment but he knows it does not compare to how she would feel. Her name that she’d whispered to him the day he’d soothed her wounds, now a mantra in tune with the shape of her face and her lips, envisioning her eyes locked onto his until the breath crushes from his chest and he comes, teeth gritting while he slams his hand against the wall, spend circling the drain before it disappears.

🕯

Kimber is scrolling through her phone, which is immediately discarded on the counter once she sees me.

“I was waiting for you. Has Wendy seen you yet?”

My good mood dissipates at her question, her green eyes searching my face for her answer.

“No?”

“Shit.”

My fight or flight kicks in and I take a deep breath, hoping for good news instead of what I already know is something bad. Kimber nibbles on her lips, a beat before she begins to pace.

“You’ve been taken off the schedule.”

“What?”

A myriad of possibilities could be the reason. Being let go is my first thought. I hadn’t been here as long as some of the others and the rationalizing makes sense. I’d been editing my resume for over a month. I knew I wouldn’t be doing this forever. Still, it’s sudden and I force myself back to reality, waiting for Kimber to continue.

“I think you’re moving up. Ran into that size queen, my ol buddy, G. She said you impressed Rollins.”

Kimber is at my side at an instant, though the arms that are holding me aren’t the sinewy ones that had carried me to bed. They’re smaller but still important to keep me grounded.

“Rollins knows Pierce.”

“Fuck.” The word is hissed through Kimber’s lips before she shakes her head. “Just tell Wendy no. She’s a hardass but you know she looks out for you.”

Georgette’s words come back to me, ripping away any silver lining I had left.

Wendy may have a soft spot for you but she likes her money more.

I could leave right now. Turn around, grab my coat and walk back home and debate calling the number that I’ve stared at on my cell since I made it back to my apartment. Letting myself think of what transpired the night prior is out of the question, at least here. I can’t allow myself to go there.

I’m wondering if I’m going to get that feeling again, the sensation of feeling grounded and at peace. I’d never let that happen before, seeing red and Pierce’s face in the pads that Steve had held up until I only saw my hands making contact with Pierce’s jaw and the sound it would make. Then I didn’t want to stop.

Until he made me.

I could hear his heartbeat under my chin, the pressure of his arms keeping me close and I knew I was safe. No leers in my direction, no silent propositions or fear.

Only a strong body, kind eyes and a heart that beat with as much fervor as my own. Like he knew what I needed.

“You okay over there?” Kimber waves her hand in my face and I nod, hearing the turn of the doorknob. Back to reality, even if it’s not as kind as the dreams that occurred once I got back inside my own bed.

The smile Wendy gives me is also sympathetic and Kimber hovers until Wendy clears her throat - a signal this conversation is just between us.

“Talk to you later.” Kimber’s farewell is a thin veiled request for me to fill her in once the conversation is over.

Once Kimber is gone and it’s quiet, Wendy adjusts her glasses and nods with approval.

“I’m sure Kimber already filled you in.”

“She hasn’t. Just that I’m off the schedule.” I’m coping an attitude but I don’t care at the moment. My livelihood is at stake and Wendy has always been hard to read.

“You’re off the schedule because you’re being moved to Mr. Pierce’s personal server. Mr. Rollins gave you an excellent review. Imagine my surprise when I realized they were associates.”

“We talked about this before, Wendy. I don’t want to be like Kimber.”

“Relax. You’re going to be a very busy girl. Ignis not withstanding, Mr. Pierce and his associates are frequent patrons. You won’t have time to be on the schedule, let alone trained downstairs. In fact, he’s waiting for you now. Don’t leave him waiting.”

The door opens after the first rap of my knuckles, Pierce standing back to give me room, a change from the last time I was here. Classical music plays through the speaker and I try to ignore the sound of the door closing while I place the tray on the counter.

“Have you given any thought to my offer?”

“It appears my mind was made up for me.” I don’t mean for it to come off harsh but everything about this place reminds me that I don’t want to be here.

“Only temporarily. Mr. Rollins tastes are a little more colorful than mine but I had to make sure you were as consistent as you are with me. Still obedient. I’m pleased to hear that.”

He took a napkin from the tray and grabbed a glass.

“You never look at me when I’m speaking to you. Is that a trait you learned here or at home?”

I stared at the marble countertop, watching the condensation materialize on the glasses.

“Home.”

“Strict parents. Maybe a strict father, if he was in the home?”

I knew what he was implying. The weight of it made me bite my tongue.

“Is there anything else, Mr. Pierce?”

“Your student loans. It’s a high amount, isn’t it? The interest is through the roof. You won’t be finished paying for it quite a while.”

“I’m fine.”

“No, you aren’t.” The glass is set down on the other side of me, enough to get a whiff of his cologne. “You’re struggling. You pay your rent, your bills and that leaves you such a small amount left you can’t even pay for a proper coat for the cold. I could see to your comforts and all I’m asking is for your time. My job is stressful beyond belief and I’d like to share those few hours in between with someone who can make me forget that I’m, well, me.”

He reached for another drink, taking a small sip and holding it in his hand.

“Maybe you need some persuasion.”

I felt him leave me as he sunk down onto the sofa, drink still in hand.

“Hands on the counter, if you please.”

“What?” I couldn’t help but glare at his direction, his arm draped around the back of the sofa while he tilted the glass toward me.

“I’m not here for that.”

His tongue slid over his lips while he nodded.

“Perhaps not. But I do pay by the hour and you’re here for at least three more. I’m sure I can talk to Wendy about changing your hours. Shortening them, perhaps.”

“Fine.”

“Ah, there is another matter I wanted to discuss with you. Mr. Pierce is what I go by but with the amount of money I pour into this place, I’d prefer a more proper term. I believe Georgette calls Mr. Rollins Sir. I like for you to address me that way going forward.”

“Fine. Sir,” I answered, placing my hands on the counter. He’d found a loophole. He wasn’t able to touch me but I still shivered as I felt his gaze.

My bruises have healed the more I focus on them, hearing the ice cubes clink ever so often behind me as Pierce sits quietly. Even with my hands splayed out in front of me, I can still remember the tape being wrapped rapidly around them. I chose to focus on that image rather than the fact I know Pierce’s eyes are filtering from the top of my head to the bottom of my heels.

When I shut my eyes, I think of Steve in this room instead of Pierce. I’m probably moving too fast thinking the way I do but I don’t care. My mind has always been my refuge and I willingly retreat back to waking up in his bed and how I realized that it was just me inside that giant space. I’d lost my nerve to stay in that space, where I was warm and protected, to slip on my shoes and head back to the world that is familiar for me, rather than one that is parallel to my dreams.

It was surprising that he had kept his door unlocked, even if he was right on the couch asleep when I had reached for the doorknob, hoping that the lock being slid over would not wake him. The image of him asleep is what I held onto when my head hit the pillow once I got home.

“You’re free to go.”

My eyes snap open and the time on my watch informs me that I’ve standing for over an hour and half. My legs feel numb I finally move, stumbling slightly as Pierce gives me a small smile and wink.

“Exquisite and obedient. I’ll see you soon. Thank you for a lovely evening.”

Once I’m halfway down the street and onto a familiar street, I realize I left my coat at work.

🕯

Steve pulls the shirt down over his head when he first hears the knock at the door. He doesn’t want to be distracted tonight. He’d done enough of that earlier to warrant a slick joke from Clint that stuck around longer than it needed to.

He can stay busy tonight, research the traitor that he’s sure will mess up and expose themselves eventually. Even if he wants to examine the cuffs that have been calling to him since he got out of the shower earlier in the day.

When he opens the door, she’s standing there shivering, still in what he thinks is her work uniform, her arm slung across her chest and clutching the other. There’s that same look in her eyes, the silent plea for help that makes him swing the door open as he opens his arms to let her crash against him.

Her skin is cold to the touch and for a moment, goosebumps prickle on his skin as if he’s become an extension of her. The door closes shut with the tip of his shoe, arms wrapping around her to keep her close to him. He reasons it’s for warmth but Steve likes the way she fits underneath him.

The breath catching in her throat and the shake of her head alerts him to look down, her fingers grasping at the buttons on her shirt.

“Help me,” she murmurs in a half cry, tears pooling in her eyes before she gives a tug of the shirt and a button pops, clattering softly to the hardwood floor as the shirt sits on the top of her shoulders.

At the words, he’s ready to protect, collecting her wrists in one hand while he eyes her, his patience razor thin.

“Who is it?” He can’t understand why he thinks it’s someone and not something but he just knows.

And at this, when she lets out a sob that strangles his heart, he knows he’ll seek out whoever it is and extinguish the threat.

The shirt falls to the floor in a soft hush and Steve doesn’t look away, even if he knows he probably should. He’s greeted by a satin black bra, a small pink ribbon nestled in the middle, the swell of her breasts straining against the fabric with every rapid breath she takes. Steve imagines what it would be like to have them in his hands. He knows he could if he asks - or tells - but his mouth goes dry with the sight of her in front of him.

This is what he’s been waiting for, even if he hesitates for the moment, watching her curl her fingers into fists in his hand. Blood thrums through his ears before his free hand sweeps up the back of her neck, fingers threading through her hair softly, the pads of his skin on her scalp before he gathers a handful of her hair and twists, pulling her mouth up towards his. The sigh that escapes from her parted lips is the approval he needs to continue, his mouth covering hers in a slow dance of his tongue sliding against hers. When he pulls away, her lips are red and slick, temporarily marked in a way he didn’t know was possible.

His tongue works inside his mouth while he forms the words that are jumbled inside his mind. What he wants is within reach - in his arms - and he’s still trying to wrap his head around her being real. The words rise to the surface on the tip of his tongue, curiosity outweighing his politeness.

“Skirt.”

Her eyes raise up to his own and he sees her swallow. With the dip of her head in a nod, he releases her hands to see her unzip the side, the skirt falling to the floor as she continues to look at him, pupils blown wide.

Finally he remembers to breathe, he admires of the curves of her hips, the black garter belt that frames her waist, matching black satin underwear and the black thigh high stockings that have plagued his dreams since the first time he saw her. Better than he imagined and much richer in the flesh.

When he backs away, she reaches out for him, hand outstretched quickly before he lowers himself to the couch, thighs spread slightly apart. He’s hard as a rock, his cock straining against his pants. This, he can ignore for the meantime - his focus and attention are solely on her - and he taps his palm on his thigh twice softly.

Steve focuses on the sway of her hips, the way the heels seem to lengthen her calves before she lowers herself on him. It’s not her full weight - Steve knows this - and his hands steadily apply enough pressure until the tips of her heels touch the floor. His heart slams in his chest while holds out his hands.

Her breath rushes out of her chest at the hold he applies on her wrists. Steve is aware of the heat radiating between her legs, propping his foot up so that she straddles his thigh, her back straight as a lance.

He can feel the slight roll of her hips before his stare hardens. At the change in his expression, she stops, fingers gripping the insides of her palms.

“I didn’t say stop.”

It comes out harsher than he intended it to, an apology already in the works before she rocks her hips against him, eyes closing slowly as her throat bobs softly, a sight Steve can see as her head falls back. He’s been given a gift, he’s sure of it now, her teeth pressing into her lips while she stifles back a moan.

“Good.” Steve isn’t sure how to praise her. He knows she’s close, the evidence darkening his pants as she breathes deeper. “Faster.”

If he could get drunk, he imagines this is what it would feel like, swimming in absolute bliss. She grounds herself on him, Steve’s lungs flattening at the sight as a tear runs down her cheek.

He leans up, her skin warm to the touch as he kisses up the column of her throat. The sensation overwhelms her, her thighs shaking against his own. His fingers still wrapped around her wrists, moving slightly as she rocks her hips with more intensity.

“It’s okay.” It’s a promise that holds more power than they both realize. “Let go.”

While he was content to watch, to see how far he’d allow himself to go, he was not prepared for the way she came apart, his name like a prayer on her lips. His mouth is dry, his eyes still in shock at the way she sinks down on him, perspiration dotting her forehead and in between the valley of her breasts while she tries to catch her breath.

Her eyes are still closed and Steve wants more than anything to make sure she hasn’t completely broken. When he finally releases her wrists, her eyes open, still glassy with unshed tears as his hand slides to her cheek.

“Steve,” she sighs, the sound like a caress, a balm to the thoughts that he’s battled with.

His mouth meets hers and in that moment, he knows he would let her into the depths of his soul.

#steve rogers x black!reader #dom steve rogers #alexander pierce #hydra is up to no good #thigh riding

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kylos · 4 years

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Finding high quality film/tv rips, saving the large files, and screencapping them are half the battle for gifmakers when setting out to make a gifset. Here’s a little guide on this process, including my advice on

Where to download stuff

Where to store your movies/shows

Screencapping programs

Making gifs as HQ as possible, including tips for picking out what to download when you have multiple options (not all 1080p rips of the same movie or tv episode are the same quality and I explain why)

Why screencaps of 4k movies can look weird and washed out and how to fix that

and more

✨ You can find my gifmaking 101 tutorial here and the rest of my tutorials here.

Where can I download movies and shows?

First off, I prefer direct downloading rather than torrenting stuff because it’s faster and with torrenting, there’s more of a risk. Other people downloading the same torrent can see your IP address. This means movie studios can find out you’re downloading their content and can send you a warning letter. The download speed also varies depending on how many other people are seeding it. I would only do it if it’s your only option and you have a VPN or something.

This is THE best guide for pirating I’ve ever seen. I use it for finding sites for books, music, you name it. The part of the guide you’d want to look at is where it says Direct Downloads Link (DDL) sites. My favorite place is Snahp. These ddl sites will have links to their movie/tv rips that are typically hosted on one of these two sites: google drive or mega.nz. You can download stuff from both of those sites for free, but with mega, they have a 5GB file download limit unless you have a premium account. I personally pay the $5 a month membership for mega because it’s worth it imo. You can buy a subscription through the mega app found on the iphone app store (so you’re billed through apple and it’s less scary than giving a random site your credit card info lmao) and as for androids I think mega has an app on there too.

So basically, if you go to http://snahp.it, they’ll have rips for different movies and shows.

You click on the movie title and it’ll take you to a page where they have links for the video which they have uploaded on a variety of sites (including mega).

How do I make my gifs as HQ as possible?

It’s best to gif things that are 1080p. And usually the higher the file size, the better. A really important thing to note is that not all 1080p bluray rips are the same. The piracy groups that rip these files take uncompressed .mkv rips from discs that are anywhere from 10gb to like 50gb, and then run that through video converters to compress the file down so that they’re 2-8gb. Sometimes when that happens, the video quality goes down a LOT. The same goes for TV episodes. One rip could be 800mb, the other could be 3gb and both could claim to be “1080p” but the quality would be NOTICEABLY different. Your best bet is to always pick the rip with the highest file size.

I’ll show you an example with this scene from You’ve Got Mail.

I downloaded 2 different 1080p rip versions of the film. Both claim to be 1080p, but one is 2.41 GB and the other is 9.75 GB. After taking screencaps, it’s obvious that there’s a BIG difference in quality.

(these pictures are best viewed on desktop tumblr)

When it comes to Blu-ray rips, download remux versions of films and shows if possible. Remux means .mkv files that are uncompressed and straight from a Blu-Ray disc. Giffing remux rips cuts down on the possibility of seeing pixel-y effects a LOT in my experience. It’ll take a bit longer to download than typical 1080p rips but it’s worth it imo.

For TV episodes, if you can’t find a Blu-Ray rip, uploads with the word AMZN in it are usually the highest quality and your best bet (unless you see another upload that’s higher in file size - again: always try to pick the highest file size). 'AMZN’ means they’re from a person that ripped the episode from Amazon Prime Video.

Also, even better than 1080p is 4k (2160p). I only really recommend this though if you know you’re going to gif something up close and crop it a lot - like if it’s a big 540x540px close-up gif of a person. You’ll REALLY see the difference if it’s a 1080p vs 4k rip in that situation. I usually don’t bother with giffing 4k files unless it’s the case above because my laptop lags when taking 4k screencaps and it takes longer to load them into photoshop (4k screencaps are usually about 60mb each!)

⭐️ Another thing that’s important is making sure that when you actually make your gifs, you set them to the correct speed (.05 for movies and most shows, and .04 sometimes for reality tv and live broadcasts). Here’s my gif speed guide. Having the right gif speed is really important for making a gifset HQ. You don’t want it to look too slow or too fast.

What’s your favorite video player to take screenshots with?

MPV player, hands down. And I’ve tried a TON of programs over the years. I’ve tried KMPlayer and found that it added duplicate frames (and even missing frames) which is horrible, and I’ve tried GomPlayer which is.....I’m just gonna say it, I’m not the biggest fan of it. It’s a little overly complicated in my opinion and it has ads. If you like these programs, more power to you! Use whatever you’re comfortable using. I just like MPV the most because it doesn’t have ads, it’s simple, you can take sequential screencaps with a keyboard shortcut, and it can play 4k movies.

Screencaps I take of 4k 2160p movies look so dull and washed out, like the colors aren’t right. Why is that?

That’s because your computer can’t handle HDR 4k video files. It probably can handle SDR 4k video files, but unfortunately, 99% of 4k rips out there are HDR.

[picture source]

Now, HDR displays just fine on computers that have 4k-HDR capabilities, but most older computers don’t have this ability. Having said that, MPV - the video player I mentioned above can take a 4K-HDR video and fix the colors/lighting in real time so it displays correctly AND take screenshots of it with the fixed colors. If you have an older version of MPV, make sure you download the newest update for this. In my general gifmaking tutorial, there’s a portion on how to install this program on macs. I also just made a video tutorial on how to install it on pcs here!

High quality TV and Movie rips can take up a LOT of space on my computer. Where do you store your files?

I store them on external hard drives. External hard drives are like flash drives but they have a MUCH higher storage capacity. You just plug them into your computer via a usb cord when you need access to the files and it’s that easy. I have two of these Seagate 4TB hard drives in different colors so I can easily pick out whichever one I need. I have silver for my movies (because it makes me think of “silver screen” lmao and it’s easier for me to remember) and then I just have a blue for shows. Now, external hard drives of this size can be $$$$ but it’s worth it imo. Look out for when they’re on sale.

What’s the size limit for gifs now?

It’s 10mb! It used to be 3mb and then last year Tumblr upped it to 5mb. Some gifs initially had distortion because of Tumblr’s switch from the .gif to .gifv format, but they’ve fixed the problem AND increased the upload limit to 10mb. Just make sure not to add any lossy to a gif.

Lossy is basically a grain you can add to a gif to lower the file size down. Gifmakers (including myself) used to use this as a trick to get the file size down under 3mb. However, since the .gifv update on Tumblr, any gifs with Lossy added will look distorted like it’s a gif made on a phone app or something.

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That’s it for this guide! Again, feel free to check out my other tutorials on photoshop, how to center subtitles, download hq movie trailers, and more ✌️

UPDATE 6/23/20 ⚠️

I’ve gotten an ask about this problem 3 times since I’ve uploaded this tutorial, so I thought I’d add this in. If you are experiencing duplicate and/or missing frames in mpv, it is a glitch with the latest version of mpv. download an older version like 0.29.0. this happened to me on my mac and downloading an older version fixed the problem.

#giffing tutorial #gifmaking #tutorial #mine:tutorial #*

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thefairyletters · 3 years

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Showdown

Naruto and Hinata versus Sasuke and Sakura

According to stats: Naruto and Sasuke are almost equals, and Sakura is the most powerful Kunoichi, only second to Kaguya who is not a Kunoichi but a goddess. But if in Boruto, these two couples were to face each other for real (and not just spar) then it wouldn't be Naruto vs Sasuke while Sakura faces Hinata, contrary to what most of you may think.

Sasuke and Sakura have an extreme Intelligence advantage. The 3/4ths of the total brainpower in this fight would be coming from their team. Sakura is the second smartest shinobi in the Leaf village as an adult, only next to Shikamaru, and Sasuke is arguably a close third. It has been like that since their genin days. The amount of tactical planning going on from their side of the battle would be ridiculous. Naruto and Hinata are both the type to charge headfirst through sheer willpower and pressure, but this isn't going to work against any plan Sasuke and Sakura manage to think up. Brains are always one step ahead of brawns.

As an adult Sasuke shows us that he is capable of using the Rinnegan in far more versatile ways than he did in the war arc, when he was new to the power. He can jump dimensions, swap places with another body, affect the gravity around a person, throw immensely powerful genjutsus with a single glance, see any invisible barriers, predict movements, recognize patterns/codes/signals, and much more. Like holy shit y'all. You really think Naruto would preform as well as he did against war arc Sasuke now that Sasuke actually has a full understanding of his Rinnegan and frequently UTILIZES it?

Gravity and pull. Sasuke's Rinnegan gives him limited control of the gravity around a person or between him and another person. Using this, Sasuke has the ability to tap into some Deva path shit and yank Hinata towards him. It is immensely difficult to resist the pull, and someone as physically weak as Hinata would be easily ripped forward away from Naruto. Once they're separated, Naruto has no surefire way of getting Hinata back to his side and safe in enough time, because she would either be led right into a fatal punch from Sakura or a chidori or sword through the gut from Sasuke himself. Either way, if Naruto lets his watch on her slip even a little bit, she probably already dead or close to it. This could also be a support tactic. Sakura gets separated and is in danger. Using his Deva path pull Sasuke can drag Sakura out of a potentially dangerous situation and back to his side. Same works with the body swap. If Sakura is in a nasty situation, Sasuke can swap places with her in his Susanoo to easily tank a hit that may have killed her. That or he can swap her place with a rock if need be.

Two words: Summoning strength. Sasuke and Sakura hold two of the three boss summons in the three way deadlock. Naruto holds one. Hinata holds…nothing. It doesn't stop there though. Sasuke has at least two other powerful summons that we know of, and while they aren't as powerful as Aoda, they still give him some fair advantages. For example, Sasuke's hawk, Garuda, gives him an aerial advantage should he ever need to take to the skies as a countermeasure against Naruto. Naruto and Hinata have no summons who could reach Sasuke, and this gives him many solid opportunities. Sakura, on the other hand, has Katsuyu. Katsuyu can be spread out across the battlefield in various sizes to heal her allies wherever they may end up on the field. She could also be used in her original form to spit acid or protect the two from any taijutsu and most ninjutsu attacks. Katsuyu is stated early on to be extremely resistant to taijutsu and ninjutsu, and for fucks sake she can tank Pein's attacks with ease while protecting people inside, plus she survived Naruto's corrosive 8 tails chakra just fine. I see absolutely no taijutsu attacks that Naruto and Hinata pull getting through or truly damaging her, and Naruto would have to really put some effort into his more powerful ninjutsu techniques to take her down (also note that since Katsuyu has a very jelly like body type and is resistant to taijutsu and ninjutsu, Naruto's summons wouldn't be terribly productive on offense). But this leaves him wide open for counterattacks if he focuses too much on Katsuyu. And then of course Katsuyu can heal fatal injuries or at least sustain the life of a person fatally injured until help is given. The ultimate win for Sasuke and Sakura in terms of summoning.

Being an Active Shinobi is very important. Sasuke is an active shinobi. Very active. He is constantly on B through S rank missions, and Sakura has traveled with him on some of these. His teammate for this battle, Sakura, is still an active medical shinobi who easily accepts an S rank mission in the Retsuden novels and is originally dealing with part of it on her own before she teams up with Sasuke, who is also present. We have seen her fight in Boruto too. It shows that she is 100% still at her peak performance. Well, what about Naruto and Hinata? Hinata is a housewife who hasn't gone on anything above a C rank mission in years. She takes a B rank mission with her father and sister when Boruto is a toddler, and this is all we hear of it. She's rusty AF and doesn't have the experience nor mission bulk that Sasuke and Sakura have under there belt, nowhere NEAR it. Naruto is somewhat similar. He is, for lack of a better description, out of practice. He was only recently taking on S rank opponents in Boruto, and other than that he's been doing desk work and some minor shinobi guard training over the past few years. Sasuke and Sakura are more in shape and have more recent shinobi mission experience than Naruto and Hinata's combination, both by themselves AND as a team in a fight, which is immensely important here.

Everyone is always forgetting about how important Support can be. Sakura is a first class, kage-level healer at this point in the series. Her medical ninjutsu surpassed Tsunade's back in her own canon novel and is confirmed in the novelization of Boruto's movie a second time. Her ability to constantly heal or boost Sasuke's chakra in battle is important. Whereas while Naruto can amp up Hinata with a chakra cloak, Sakura can go even further. We see with Obito that Sakura can transfer her Byakugou seal markings with all it's chakra to another person she is touching, and in the Retsuden novels this is looked into further. By applying her seal to Sasuke, he becomes an absolute terror for even Naruto to handle. Imagine this: super fast shinobi w/ the Rinnegan abilities and Susanoo suddenly not only getting a chakra boost, but being able to automatically heal potentially fatal wounds completely over and over again for as long as the chakra exists. Sakura at this point has 15+ years of chakra stored in her Byakugou seal (we know this because she notes briefly in the canon novels after The Last that she has not stopped storing chakra and plans to continue doing so just in case she ever needs it). But let's say she didn't continue after that though. She would still have around 6 or 7 years of chakra in her seal. 6–7 YEARS OF CHAKRA. I don't care how much chakra you think Naruto has, it isn't anywhere close to the amount of chakra currently inactive within Sakura's seal, considering the fact that she could completely replenish Naruto's chakra with only 3 days worth of her general chakra. Sasuke would be a BEAST. Absolutely nightmarish on every level if this fight. And Sakura, so long as the chakra exists, would also be nightmarish - especially for those people who think Sakura and Hinata would end up dualing it out at some point.

Have we gotten to the whole dimension portal thing yet? Nope and this is a crucial winning point for Sasuke and Sakura. If in danger, in need of a new plan or simply to dodge away from a particularly crazy attack from Naruto, Sasuke can pull both himself and Sakura into a completely different space in the blink of an eye. He can also use this to jump around the space Naruto is in and really screw around with them. And if you're worried about Sasuke's chakra levels diminishing quickly, don't be. Once again, Sakura's Byakugou seal is the ultimate support ability. Remember that whole “she has at least 6-7 years of chakra even if she, for some reason, wimped out on her plans” spiel? Yeah…that's an easy fix. She helped Obito actually hold open AND SEARCH (people seem to forget that he had to use chakra to search dimensions) multiple dimensions when she only had 3 years of chakra in the seal, and even the she still had enough chakra left to reform the seal on her forehead soon after. Sooo…keeping Sasuke's chakra level high wouldn't be a problem. They can also use the dimensions for Sakura to heal and repair them both. Hinata can't heal and Naruto can't truly “heal" so much as his life force is just really strong, so they're at yet another disadvantage.

Terrain manipulation and swaps. This is where it gets really technical. Sasuke has the Rinnegan, and with it he can do serious damage very early on in the game when his opponent is not expecting such a rush. Try to imagine a scenario like so: Sakura winds up for a full power punch directly behind Sasuke as soon as the fight begins, or otherwise as early on as possible. She fires off the punch at Sasuke. Sasuke, at the last possible second he can manage, swaps his place with Hinata, and BAM. That's one down for team Naruto. Hinata would either be dead or close to it immediately after she hits the ground and stops. Same applies for a switch with Naruto. At that close of a range with literally zero time to dodge at that point, even Naruto would be fairly damaged from a point blank shot, and a damaged Naruto from the start spells bad news for Hinata - the girl basically fully depends on Naruto in the fight, she can't do anything to Sasuke or Sakura without his constant support.

Overall, we can go into arguments if whether Naruto is stronger than Sasuke or Sakura stronger than Hinata, but the truth of the matter is that it doesn't really matter. What matters is that Sasuke is at least competitively close in power to Naruto, and Sakura arguably the most powerful kunoichi in the series at the moment. Their power gap is extraordinarily close, so at this point it all comes down to who is best tactically suited and best prepared for this kind of nuclear fight. And honestly, with their ability to manipulate their surroundings and work more with the terrain and constantly replenish, there's no doubt about the victory. 80% of the time it'll be Sasuke and Sakura if they play their cards like they should.

Answer credits goes to Alex Hendrix, Quora

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