#soldier boy ff

[daughterofcain-67]

𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 (𝚙𝚝.6)

(Soldier Boy x Female Reader)

(masterlist)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Butcher finally located Mindstorm and you decide that you’d take a back seat on this one, let Ben go on his own with the boys to get Mindstorm so he’d get one step closer to his goal. But what happens when America’s hero get’s his hands on you?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT SEEN THE SHOW!!! Based on S3E7. If you have not seen the episode I strongly encourage you to watch it so nothing will be spoiled for you. Again, not everything in this is executed quite like the show so it’s not accurate but the implication at the end of the episode is the same.

Several days went by and you realized you were in bed with Soldier Boy.

You glanced over and heard him sleeping so peacefully and you smiled before you gently turned on your side to admire his features. It had been nearly a week since Ben came back to your life and it still felt like it was a dream. After so many decades of being without him, you didn’t think you would ever get over the surrealism of it all.

With a cautious hand, you reached up and moved a stray hair away from his face, only to notice a smirk appear on his face.

“You’ve been up for a while.” He spoke, his voice low and raspy enough to make your stomach flip.

“I thought you were still sleeping.” You commented before you moved around and through your leg over his torso so now you were on top of Ben and he let out a chuckle as his hands went to your hips to keep you steady.

“You do tend to move a lot when you start to wake up.” Ben replied and you playfully rolled your eyes before you leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

When you were about to pull away, Ben placed a hand on the back of your neck to keep you there just for a moment longer. You smiled against his lips at his actions, then you placed a hand on his cheek. The kiss grew a little deeper but it was still tender and sweet. You loved these morning kisses with him more than you thought you would.

When you finally pulled away and looked at him, he smiled up at you. He didn’t exactly look pleased when you pulled away from the kiss sooner than he wanted.

“I’m going to go into town this morning. Need to pick up some groceries, sort of a way to thank Legend for letting us crash here unexpectedly.” You said.

“Can’t that wait?”

“It can, but we’ve been in this place for several days lying low and I need to get out for a bit.” You replied.

“Why don’t you let me go with you?”

“Because you’re sort of a wanted man by Homelander himself. And you need to be here when Butcher comes back and tells you and Hughie where to find Mindstorm.” You reminded, Ben rolled his eyes.

“They won’t find him before we come back.”

“Well even if they don’t, I still don’t want to take any chances. If you get caught you won’t be able to get the revenge you want and you won’t finish your goal.” You reminded and Ben grunted, his brows narrowing and you chuckled at how grumpy he could be sometimes when you were right about something.

You leaned down and pecked his lips once more before you got off of him.

“You know you can always send someone else to go get some groceries, like Hughie or something.” Ben said as he sat up, leaning his back against the headboard as the blankets fell from his bare chest. You haven’t gotten used to the sight even if the two of you have… entertained yourselves plenty the past several days.

You pulled on a pair of pants and you looked through some of the shirts you had before you decided on one of them, pulling it over your head and straightening it out, “I’m still going.”

You heard the way Ben sighed and you grinned a little before you put your shoes on and glanced over at him, “Is there anything you want while I’m gone?”

“I guess some Jack. Ran out sometime last night.” Ben replied and you nodded a little as you put on a jacket and grabbed your backpack.

“Be careful out there, will you? You’re so worried about me going out, but Homelander fought you too. You don’t know who might be looking for you.” Ben said, you nodded so he’d know you were heeding the caution.

“I’ll be back soon.” You promised before you walked out of the door.

You saw Hughie was in the living room drinking some coffee and he smiled at you, “Morning, Quake. Where are you off to?”

That name… it still felt weird when Hughie and Butcher called you that. You hadn’t used the supe name in so long, you had forgotten what it felt like.

“Just the store. Thought we could restock the house for Legend since we’ve kind of gone through a lot of his stuff.” You replied and Hughie chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Yeah, I guess that’s fair. Do you want some company?”

“No thanks. You should be here with Soldier Boy whenever Butcher comes back and finds Mindstorm. How’s that coming along, by the way?” You asked.

“We found out Mindstorm’s not crazy. Just bipolar. So we’re checking some local pharmacies that are handing out that kind of medicine and we’re hoping to find one that’s close by one of the cabins we haven’t checked yet.” He answered.

“Sounds like you’re onto something. Your idea?” He nodded at the question.

“Nice one. I’m impressed.” You smiled, “Oh, before I leave, do you want anything from the store?”

“Not really. Think I’m good, but thanks for the offer.” Hughie insisted.

“Shoot me a text if you find Mindstorm before I come back. I just want to be in the loop, but you don’t have to wait for me to come back to head out. I know you and Butcher are a little pressed for time.” You said.

“Are you sure? I can always figure out some way to convince Butcher to stay a few extra minutes.”

“I’d rather Soldier Boy get a step closer to his goal so he can help you two end Homelander now than have to wait on a milk-run.” You insisted and Hughie nodded.

“Alright, if you say so. But what do I tell Soldier Boy?”

“Just tell him I’ll be here when you come back.” You replied before you placed your hand on the door handle, then you remembered something.

“Hey… tell Butcher to find some weed. Maybe that can help Ben not blow up any buildings. I think his PTSD is what’s causing him to lose that control.” You admitted.

“He has PTSD?”

“Wouldn’t you have it if you were poked and prodded and injected with shit you didn’t want then locked up for several decades?”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’ll let him know and we’ll see if it helps.”

You nodded a little before you turned the doorknob and walked through the opened door so you could head out to the store.

You decided to go by foot since the store wasn’t too far from where you land the rest of your little group had been staying. It would do you some good to get some exercise after all. But when you noticed some tvs on the screen you saw a familiar face on the news.

“Starlight?” You muttered.

You saw the news station was playing her previous livestream and that was when you found out she quit The Seven. She was talking about how Homelander was lying to everyone and so was the whole industry. But the one thing that irked you the most what she was saying about Ben.

“Soldier Boy is back. I know I sound insane, but Soldier Boy does not care about protecting the country. He doesn’t care about protecting the people and he probably never did. Homelander is the same way. None of them care.”

Your jaw tightened when you heard her say that Soldier Boy didn’t care. You knew he was a flawed man, but this Annie January didn’t know a damned thing about Ben. To think, she was the one that taped the picture to your very front door. It’s funny just how quickly things can change.

But then you started to think.

Annie and Hughie were dating. They’ve broken up for whatever reason, you assumed it was because Hughie chose to stand by Butcher and Soldier Boy. M.M. you knew was out of the group, Butcher didn’t seem to know where he was but he said they didn’t exactly see eye-to-eye either. So what if, your gut was starting to tell you, what if MM and Starlight were working together?

What if they wanted Ben dead?

Your stomach was in knots at the thought of it all. You hoped you were imagining it and that you were reading too deeply into something. But you’ve been around long enough to know that this may not be something you’re over thinking. You didn’t have evidence to back it up, but you knew something wasn’t right.

Then you realized Annie was talking about how Homelander did something to Queen Maeve. You blinked at the screen and your mind instantly went to Ben. What all would they do to him if they found him again? Would they start to experiment on him and see what could kill him like they did in Russia?

Just as you were starting to change your mind about going to the store so you could go talk to Hughie, you realized something was thrown over your head and you were being carried off.

Well, flown off actually.

Homelander.

Ben was sitting on the mattress going through your chest of letters you had written to him over the years that he’s been away. He’s read about a dozen and it hadn’t even left a dent in your chest.

In the letters, he found more about your thoughts about technology and how a lot of things were changing. How much you didn’t like it and how much you knew he’d hate it. You were right, that he hated all these changes anyway. But he was adjusting for the most part.

He was smiling as he was reading one of your letters from the early 2000’s. 2004 specifically.

Dear Ben.

Nothing special has been going on today, I’ve just been thinking about you a lot. More than usual lately.

I’ve stopped writing those articles about how Vought is behind your disappearance. Not because I’ve lost the hope that you’re still alive, but because I’ve run into a wall. I can’t get past the lack of evidence. Mallory is supposed to help me, but I think she may have given up or she’d holding something back from me. I don’t know.

But I know that it’s getting harder for me to keep digging into your files. It gets harder for me to look at those files now because it just hurts to know that you’re gone.

Instead, I’ve just been listening to a lot of music and reading books. A lot of the music nowadays isn’t as good as what you and I are used to. But there is this one artist I’m beginning to like, and I know for a fact you’d make fun of me for it, but she’s really good. Celine Dion.

Now I know you wouldn’t like her, so I’d never force you to listen because her genre is most certainly not your taste. She’s nothing like Elvis Presley, Jerry Lewis, or even Teresa Brewer and Brenda Lee. Or even some of the classic rock bands you used to like in the seventies and early eighties before your…

Anyway, the closest sound she could have that you might recognize is maybe Cher? Not that you listened to her much. You may remember her from the seventies. But Celine Dion’s love songs are sweet.

I know, I know. You would be cringing and rolling your eyes at me if you end up reading this letter one day.

Anyways, one of her newest songs I’m really liking is called The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face.

Yeah, you may be cringing at the title too.

I know you and I didn’t get off on the right foot when we first met. You were kind of arrogant if I recall so you can’t exactly blame me. As much as I love you, you could be a pain in my neck. But the song talks about the first time she ever met her lover, then their first kisses. It’s sweet and sometimes I still think of the first time I realized I loved you.

It was December in 1976. I know, twenty years give or take nice we’ve met is a long time. But Vought was hosting some New Years Party. You and I had already been civil with each other for several years, since ‘54 really. So it’s not like you were as much of a pain then. But you and I were being friendly with each other, just having a conversation.

I have to admit, the previous two years before ‘76 I had already developed some sort of silly little crush on you. But that New Year Party, things changed.

You were in your uniform, naturally, but your helmet was off and everything. You looked incredibly handsome and I was always trying to catch little glimpses of you when I wasn’t talking to other supes, or Edgar, or whoever else was at that party. You were talking up some women, trying your hand at flirting with them and they were just flattering you I suppose because you didn’t exactly get anywhere. You seem to have bad luck with some women, well the ones you wanted to go after anyway.

I remember walking up to you and we started talking just about how far we’ve come since we ran into each other when Liberty wanted me to be introduced to Edgar, how nasty the first impressions were. We laughed about it when we thought about it. That year I noticed you skipped your little Herogasm thing, which was an odd thing for you to do and when I asked you about it, you acted like it wasn’t much of a big deal.

You said something about wanting something a little more intimate with someone. You just hadn’t found that one yet. I cannot tell you just how desperately I wanted to tell you then that I could be that one woman. But I encouraged you, knowing you wouldn’t give up that easily anyway. The right one was bound to be out there somewhere even if it wasn’t me, right?

You offered to buy me a drink and you and I went to Vought’s little bar and we started talking a bit more. You talked about how much you wanted a proper family. You told me about why you wanted to be a hero in the first place, how excited you were when you went back home, only to get a less than ideal reaction from family members. You told me you wanted kids one day, you wanted to be a better father than your old man was, and I knew you could be.

But I remember you sounding a little discouraged as you talked about it so we decided to go outside and get some fresh air. Little did we know that it was almost midnight. When we were outside we talked about where we thought our careers would go since it didn’t seem like either of us were out of our prime. Then before we knew it, people inside were cheering so loudly and we heard fireworks.

You looked down at me and smiled that smile which made my heart soar and you wished me a happy new year. Then you actually thanked me for being there your you, someone to listen to. I don’t know what was going through your head but I wondered if you were thinking about the part of the conversation when we talked about your family. It’s rare for you to open up like that, but before I could ask…. I remembered you kissing me.

Ben, that was the very first time you kissed me. I swear I thought the world stopped and time stood still. I wanted to stay in that moment forever, but Edgar pulled you aside to talk about something. So it was cut short. But I still think about that kiss to this day.

You and I never talked about it until you were already dating Crimson Countess and Payback was formed several years later, but I knew that New Year, that I loved you.

Alright… I guess that’s enough of the sweet stuff. I feel like I’m in some Danielle Steel novel just writing about this so I guess I should end this letter already.

I still miss you every day, Ben. You’re still my world.

Your Y/N.

Ben smiled fondly at the letter as he neatly folded it up before putting it int he envelope once more. He remembered that party all too well. He remembered skipping that Herogasm too, mostly because something hadn’t felt quite right that year. He was starting to develop something for you too back then, which was why he supposed he kissed you at the party.

You were his ideal partner in crime rather than Gunpowder, but he knew you’d never accept that role. He tried to move on because the two of you never talked about that first kiss. So now, Ben supposed that was why he had some sort of feelings for Crimson Countess before the two of you started having your secret affair, if you could even call it an affair since you never touched him when he dated Countess.

While he was reaching towards your chest to pull out another letter, the door opened. He glanced over and saw Butcher and Hughie there in the doorway.

“You got something for me?” Ben asked.

“We’ve found Mindstorm. Gear up so we can head out.” Butcher said.

“Quake’s not back yet. We need to wait for her.” Ben said as he got up from the bed.

“Actually, when she left this morning, she told me that she wanted us to get a head start. She said the sooner we get to Mindstorm the better off we’ll be.” Hughie summarized.

Ben was a little skeptical but he knew you would want him to go off as long as he was careful. He wished you could be there though, that way Ben would make sure nothing would happen to you.

“She said that she’ll be back by the time we come back.” Hughie continued.

Ben sighed a little as he looked over at his uniform that was neatly folded on the dresser, “Fine. Give me ten minutes.”

And with that, the three men headed off and after a while they made it to the supposed area Mindstorm was supposed to be.

“So, what is it exactly that we’re walking into?” Hughie asked as Butcher shut the trunk.

“The one thing you need to remember is don’t make any sort of eye contact with the paranoid fuck. And you’ll be good to go.” Ben replied as he lifted the cigarette to his lips. Surprisingly, he felt a little more mellowed out. Not by much though.

Anyway, when Ben started walking off he continued to smoke and he started to think about everything. He started to think about his team members and how each one of them betrayed him. He started to remember the way they’d always mumble to themselves and keep him out of whatever loop.

“Motherfuckers…” He muttered to himself before he looked over at the two he was traveling with, seeing that they were wrapping up whatever they were doing. Probably shooting themselves up with whatever green substance they had.

“You two ready to hit the road? We’re wasting fucking daylight.” He said and the two of them started walking behind him as Ben took off to find Mindstorm’s cabin.

As they were walking, Ben swore he heard the two of them talking the same way that his team did. But they denied ever saying anything.

What was going on with him? He could have sworn they said something. There was even a couple of times when he was alone in a room with you and he swore he heard something, and you would always have to tell him there was nothing there. He couldn’t be going crazy. He was supposed to be sharp at all times.

But now wasn’t the time to be having any doubts of his own sanity. They had a task to do, Ben had a name to cross off that way he could get back home to you. Well, not home, but it was close enough for the time being until this was all over.

As Ben was walking, trying to keep his thoughts collected, he felt something tugging at his ankle and when he looked down, he noticed a wire.

“Sonofa-“

Then there was an explosion, causing him to fly a couple feet away and summersault. As he tried to catch his breath and regain composure, he saw Mindstorm was already hovering over Butcher before slipping away.

“That sick freak.” Ben muttered and he walked over to Butcher as Hughie rushed over to try and wake him up.

“Butcher? Come on, wake up! Come on, Man, we have a job to do, wake up!” Hughie said and started trying to shake him awake.

“No use, Kid. He’s trapped in an endless nightmare.” Ben said, having seen Mindstorm’s work thousands of times over the years.

“We have to get him up somehow.”

“Mindstorm got him into that mess, and he can get him out. But Mindstorm’s about to be dead so-“

“Wait, what?! You’re willing just to let Butcher die just because you want to hurry up and kill him?” Hughie said and Ben lifted a brow. Did he not understand any concept of war at all? You lose people once in a while.

“Hey, the sooner we get Mindstorm dead, the sooner we can get Homelander’s head on a silver platter for you, remember? Now let’s fucking get moving.” Ben said.

“Well why can’t we get Mindstorm to wake Butcher and then you can kill him! You can go to town on him and do whatever you want to him, I don’t care what you do but we have to help Butcher.” Hughie rambled on and Ben rolled his eyes.

“Oh stop acting hysterical unless you want me to slap the ever-living fuck out of you.” Ben said and Hughie went quiet.

“Now, chin up, kid. A deal’s a deal and I’m still going to kill Homelander. Unless you want to end up like Butcher, you’ll buck up and come with me. Butcher would drop anything to kill Homelander in a heartbeat and we’re almost there anyway.” Ben continued.

Then Ben started walking off. When he stopped and glanced behind him and noticed Hughie was putting a bag underneath Butcher’s head. Ben rolled his eyes a little but he turned around and walked off so he could focus on finding the cabin.

Somebody had to keep their head on straight after all.

The bag was finally lifted from your head and you saw you were in a white room with some sort of thick wall of glass. Your feet were placed on the ground before you looked up at Homelander who had his hands on his hips.

“What do you want?” You asked, glaring at him.

“Just to ask you a few questions. Is that so wrong of me?”

“It is when you put a bag over my head and take me up in the air without my consent.” You seethed and Homelander shrugged it off before moving along with the conversation.

“You know Soldier Boy is a menace to society. You know that better than anyone. He killed all of those people at Herogasm.” Homelander told you and you didn’t like where this was heading. You had a bad feeling about this.

“Don’t look at me, you’re the one hiding everything from the public and playing it off as it’s some conspiracy in Starlight’s head.” You replied.

“Oh, well… you and I both know that’s just to prevent a panic amongst the crowd. He’s dangerous and we don’t want him to kill anymore people. So you’re going to tell us where he is, where he’s going.” Homelander said.

You could see some sort of darkness in Homelander’s once bright blue eyes. But you also saw the one thing he refused to show anyone. Fear.

“You’re scared.” You said with a smirk.

“What?”

“The infamous, brave and courageous Homelander is scared of his predecessor.” You replied with a chuckle.

“Predecessor? Well I’m not scared of him. I’m better than him. I’m the upgrade after all and there’s no way he can beat me.” He said and you could hear the way he was mostly trying to convince himself of that idea.

“Just because you can fly and you have laser vision, it doesn’t mean you are better than Soldier Boy.” You reminded and the hero glared at you before you continued to speak.

“Soldier Boy has faced much more than you could ever have imagined in your short lifetime. And what makes it even better? That’s not even considering his new abilities.” You said and Homelander lifted a brow.

“That’s right, boy. When Soldier Boy was in Russia, he ended up gaining more abilities. Those energy blasts? He couldn’t do that before. He’s killed many supes and rendered his survivors completely powerless. He can take your powers too, you know.” You said and you could see the fear increase.

“You’re lying. He can’t take powers away. That’s not possible.”

“Oh yes it is. He can take your abilities, everything that makes you special and so loved by the country. And he can make you just an ordinary, pathetic man that’s so starved for attention.” You seethed.

“Are you implying that I’m pathetic?” Homelander challenged and you stood your ground.

“Oh I’m not implying anything, I’m stating a fact. I think that deep down, you’re weak. You are nothing compared to the man that Soldier Boy is. And he is more powerful than ever. He’s unkillable, unbelievably strong, and he will kill anyone and anything that stands in the way of getting the revenge he wants, the revenge he deserves to take for himself after your people took him away.” You glared.

“You think we were behind him going away?”

“Oh sweetheart, I don’t think it. I know it.” You said and you crossed your arms over your chest.

“You’re nothing but just another conspiracy theorist who’s in love with a psychopathic, narcissistic murderer. He’s a mindless killing machine with PTSD and one day he could even turn on you.” Homelander said and tried to turn the tables and you rolled your eyes at the weak attempt.

“Say what you want, but deep down you know that I’m right. And I know that you’re not going to let me go. So I’ll sit here and wait.” You said and you took a seat in the corner of the white room.

“You’re taking this kidnapping surprisingly well…”

“Oh, well… That’s only because I know that Soldier Boy is almost done crossing the names off his personal kill list. I think he has one or two left. And you’re the last one on it. The one he’s saving his best for.” You said with a smirk.

“And when he finds out you’ve taken me? You’re going to be in a world of trouble.”

Homelander seemed to laugh in disbelief and he shook his head before he looked down at you while you sat there.

“I don’t know who you think you are, Quake. But no one respects you anymore. You’re nothing but a conspirator now who should have just stayed in the shadows believing that Soldier Boy died all those years ago. You would have been so much better off. Now tell me where the fuck Soldier Boy is.”

“I don’t know. I’m sure he’s left his hiding place by now to go somewhere else.” You replied.

Homelander’s gaze darkened once more and he pulled you up by the neck so you were no longer sitting down. You could feel your feet dangling from the ground and the air was starting to escape you, but you could tell Homelander wouldn’t kill you until he got what he wanted.

“Where the fuck is he headed?”

“Is that the best you can do? I’ve been through a hell of a lot worse. Ask Edgar. Oh wait - you were involved in getting him out of the picture.” You seethed.

That was when Homelander slung you around again and your back and head hit the wall. You knew you could use your power to bring this room down on Homelander’s head, but you knew you would need to save your energy, save whatever was left of your power.

You knew that with Butcher’s relentless desire for Homelander’s death, Ben would come for you. And you knew something was coming, and it was coming soon. You wanted to be ready for when that time would come.

Ben and Hughie continued to walk and Ben continued to smoke the weed cigarette he had.

“God, I can’t believe this shit is actually legal now. I’ve lost count of how many people I’ve arrested back in the day. Whose idea was this?” Ben asked.

“To… make it legal or bring it along?” Hughie asked, needing clarification.

“Oh don’t get smart with me.” Ben said and Hughie shrugged.

“California was the first state to make it legal in ‘96. Not all states say it’s legal though. But Quake said to bring it along for you to try it out and see if it helps you any.” Hughie continued.

“Huh… Wonder if she’s tried it.” Ben said but that was when he stopped walking and looked around then he looked at Hughie.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

“Literally nothing?” Hughie asked but Ben caught the way Hughie glanced behind him and Ben rolled his eyes.

“Christ on a cross, kid. You and Butcher are really attached at the dicks aren’t you?” Ben asked and he shook his head at how pathetic Hughie seemed to be.

“What? Look, why does everything you say have to be so disgusting? Do you talk to Quake like this?”

“Y/N has nothing to do with this. You and I are on a mission and we need to focus on the task at hand, alright? Butcher knows that, hell I bet even Y/N would know that and she’d probably tell you the same fucking thing.” Ben said, growing stern with the boy.

“Oh yeah? And when Y/N got herself hurt with Homelander after you killed those twins and all of those people, it’s perfectly okay for you to get her and make sure she was okay instead of leaving her behind exactly like you’re doing to Butcher?” Hughie questioned and Ben was starting to get ticked off, it was taking everything in him not to smack this kid around a few times.

“I know what Mindstorm is capable of and I know what Quake is capable of so I knew she’d be okay, and I know Butcher won’t be. So quit being so fucking naive, Kid, because you can’t save everyone. There’s not a fucking thing you can do about it sometimes.” Ben continued.

“You can’t save everyone.. right. But for some reason because you think it’s fair in your mind, you think you can save Quake and not save Butcher? You’re nothing but a hypocritical son of a-“

Hughie was interrupted by Ben punching Hughie in the mouth. Hughie clasped a hand over his mouth before he looked at his palm and saw he was bleeding and he looked up at Ben again, “What the fuck, Man?”

“I warned you not to be hysterical.” Ben said coldly before he walked off to continue the hunt for the cabin.

After a mishap with a nun and a priest which ended in the two of them taking bullet wounds to their heads, they finally made it.

Mindstorm’s cabin.

Ben thought he’d never get there. But he and Hughie continued to walk cautiously and Ben could hear the sound of the wind chimes. He wasn’t really surprised that he collected them. When Ben made it to a shed and he crowched down, he pulled out his gun and he glanced around carefully to keep an eye out for Mindstorm.

Ben finally caught a glimpse of him in one of the mirrors that was in the shed and he motioned for Hughie, who had been behind Ben, to take a look so he’d know where he was at too.

Then, Ben lifted his shield up and tried to calm the racing of his heart. He always felt some sort of adrenaline when it came to the battlefield. It was natural. He took in a deep breath before he quietly exhaled and lifted the gun, continuing to peer over the to of his shield as he slowly started to walk forward.

That was when things went wrong.

Ben heard something and looked behind him only to see a pile of clothes behind himself. When Ben turned to look at the mirror he saw that Hughie had taken Mindstorm and teleported.

Ben walked out and looked around to see if his eyes were deceiving him in the mirror, but there was no sign of Hughie or Mindstorm.

“Fuck!” He exclaimed with frustration but he knew exactly where the little runt was taking Ben’s target.

“Butcher…”

Ben rushed out of the cabin and started to retrace his steps back to Butcher’s body.

“Pansy-ass motherfucker. Can’t get the job done.” He muttered.

“Don’t smack him around, Ben, she said. You can’t get anything done like that, she said. Why I outta teach him a thing or two about war myself.” he rambled grumpily, remembering how you were telling him the other day that it was wrong of him to smack some common sense into his teammates like he used to as he made his way through the woods and backtracked.

Sooner or later, Ben found Hughie trying to negotiate with Mindstorm to get Butcher awake. He heard the way the little runt was talking shit about him, saying that he was full of shit and he wasn’t really that brave.

Fuck him.

Instead of interrupting, Ben waited to see if Mindstorm would actually take the deal Hughie was making. The next thing Ben knew, Butcher was awake.

“Alright, show’s over.” He muttered to himself as he grabbed one of his knives and he threw it at Mindstorm with such accuracy that he sometimes surprised himself and he could hear the screams and cries Mindstorm let out.

Ben rushed over, pulled the knife out of the man’s eye. After all, he may need that later. He tossed a bag over the man’s head so he’d avoid being trapped in his own nightmares as he tackled Mindstorm to the ground. He pinned the man down while Mindstorm was trying to fight him off, failing miserably.

Ben punched Mindstorm and he heard Hughie trying to convince him to stop. Ben stood up and without saying a word, he walked over to Hughie and punched the ever living shit out of him and sent him flying.Then, Ben saw the way Butcher stood up and saw the way his eyes were starting to glow.

Naturally, Ben wasn’t really phased by the threat Butcher was trying to make. Ben just wanted to get a point across before he went back to Mindstorm. He knelt over the man and grabbed him by the shirt.

“Hiya, Dan. Long time no see.” Ben said coldly.

“I’It wasn’t my idea. You have to believe me. Please, let me go, I’ll do anything!”

“Oh I know it wasn’t you. It was Noir. But who the fuck gave him the idea to stab me in the fucking back, huh? He can’t even take a fucking shit without Vought giving him the okay. Now spit it the fuck out!”

“Okay okay! They told him to! Vogelbaum had a-a-a replacement for you. T-They wanted you out of the picture. They said it was someone stronger than you. S-Someone who can e-even fly.”

When Mindstorm gave Ben more information, everything was starting to come to his recollection, how that could have happened. But that must’ve been impossible! There was no way something like this could have happened.

Trembling with so many emotions, thoughts, and adrenaline, Ben lifted his shield and started repeatedly smashing it against Dan. Over and over again he would beat him and blood was getting on his shield and on his uniform until there was no sign of life from the former supe. His entire skull was smashed in and you could even see his brain seeping through the bag that was over what once used to be his head.

After that, Ben quietly got up and walked past both Butcher and Hughie.

“Hey! What did he say?” Butcher asked, and Ben said nothing.

On the car ride, Ben was completely quiet.

A replacement… a son….

Homelander.

Ben had always wanted children, but this was never the way he had intended it to happen. He wanted to be the one to raise whatever children he had. He wanted children with you.

That very idea was all that kept him at peace when he was in Russia. Having a future with you in it, where you two could finally be alone in retirement, happy. You two could have a couple of boys that Ben could raise to be ideal men instead of what the country’s been raising nowadays. That was his happy place for all of those years.

He didn’t want it to be this way. He could have even given the mantle to his son, but instead Vought would have rather been cruel and shipped him off to Russia and kill him off like he was nothing.

He remembered the day Vought called him to go to the lab. Something about a genetic experiment. He was a fool to have gone in and listened. But he was a father in 1981 and he never knew about it. How the fuck could they have not told him?

And now Butcher expects him to turn around and kill his own son?

Things were growing more and more complicated and he needed someone to vent to. He couldn’t wait to get back to Legend’s and tell you everything.

Soon enough they made it back and Ben was expecting to find you there waiting for him. He really needed you to talk to, maybe you can help him figure out what to make of all of the news.

But something was off and everything was quiet in the house. Ben looked over at Hughie and Butcher, and they seemed to think things were a little off too.

“Y/N?” Ben called out for you and he started to go to the bedroom you’ve been staying in. You were nowhere to be found.

Several red flags were going up in Ben’s mind.

Black Noir was still out there and he was Ben’s last target. What if he got to you so he could get to Ben in a way? What if someone from Vought got a hold of you? He knew you would never leave him alone like everyone else in his life has, what if something serious happened to you.

Then his worst fears came into mind.

If Vought got you, what if they found the records from ‘83 and they were putting you through that kind of Hell all over again?

Ben walked out of the bedroom and saw Hughie and Butcher had just come in from the rest of the house.

“No sign of ‘er.” Butcher said.

“And you looked everywhere?” Ben said and both of them nodded.

“I don’t think she ever made it from the store.” Hughie admitted, remembering that was where you were headed that morning anyway.

Ben ran a hand through his hair. His mind was going everywhere and he looked at his shield. If anything happened to you because he had to get the revenge he wanted, he would never forgive himself.

He looked at both Butcher and Hughie again, “Get whatever the fuck the both of you need to get.”

“What?”

“We’re going to Vought and taking the fight to them.”

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[yukarinuniversaltraveler]

I've been playing this game for 3 years, and just a couple days algo I finally beat it.

#fanart #anime style #traditional drawing #traditional art #doodle #anime fanart #videogame character #videogame fanart #final fantasy tactics #ffta #ff tactics #marche #ink drawing #ink doodle #colored doodle #cute art #anime boy #soldier boy #gameboy #game boy advance

[hermscat]

OOOOOOOkaaaay then....😳😳😳 Just started Series 1 Episode 1 of The Boys to get myself up to speed for Mr Ackles....woahhh, woahhh, jeeeeeeez......1st 30 minutes & I'm already going "They DIDN'T??????" Guys girls and in-betweenies...I'm not sure I'm going to make it!!!

#jensen ackles #the boys #soldier boy #like wtaf #my eyes #eye bleach #you'd better be worth it Ackles #i mean ffs #kripke is deeply damaged

[lucy-ghoul]

For the character bingo: Tyrion Lannister, and Annie Leonhart. :D

Oh, both are faves! Mmh, let's go.

Tyrion:

Annie:

No bingos here unfortunately :(( But this was fun ❤️

#obv they've both done very wrong things in their life but consider this: #1. tyrion is my asoiaf blorbo (dany is my blorbina instead <3) #and i've already written my thoughts about the matter in the tags on someone else's post a few days ago #2. annie did murder a lot of people but tbh she was a fucking brainwashed child soldier belonging to an oppressed people. she was 12/15 ffs #also in this fucking series they're technically all war criminals btw. and if we want to play the war crimes Olympics #no one can beat the protagonist aka Apocalypse Boi Extraordinaire lmao #3. as i already said i like them both very very much so *their* wrongdoings don't matter <3 #asks #cafeleningrad #thanks for sending this dear! 💕

[helianthus21]

sweet home season 1 > season 2 feels like Train to Busan > Peninsula

#not to harp on how much more i liked s1 but #we need to help each other vs humans are the real monsters main theme #s2 has too many characters and im actually not attached to any of the new ones #except for that one soldier boy #the characters formed real bonds. im seeing that in s2 too but.... idk less #also what happened to the soundtrack #i felt the same with ttb and peninsula #train to busan was SO good #peninusla was just meh #to me #delete #the focus on the military too. #s1 was all about ordinary humans making it thru #they made weapons out of a goddamn broomstick ffs! #THAT's what im here for #i'd much rather have the gang holed up in another green home #instead of the military base idk

[theemissuniverse]

Hey! So like a have a question on your opinion (MK Fandom), when I read Syzoth X Reader FF they always make him “unexperienced” even though he had a WIFE AND SON, and not to also mention that they either make him to “shy and innocent” or to “Hardcore”… it might just be me who wish that some authors would change this… but I wanted to know your opinion? 🤷‍♀️I’m unexperienced so I can’t say much…

VERY VERY GOOD POINT.

Syzoth is not some “shy and innocent” lizard man. Let’s really bring up the BEST point in this whole statement. BRO HAS A WIFE AND CHILD. Let’s put two and two together folks.

I’m not even trying to be a bitch but I cannot stand y’all and this whole “my innocent boy” STFU.

Let me also bring up the point that Syzoth isn’t some “shy boy.” Y’all think just because someone is nice, humble, and shows kindness that they are “shy.”

Syzoth shows not only in story mode but through his fighting intros that he’s incredibly witty and sarcastic. Not only that but can be cruel to people he does not like.

Examples!

REIKO : Ready to face Outworld’s finest soldier?

SYZOTH : I will be, if he ever gets here

NITARA : There’s recognition in your eyes

SYZOTH : You remind me of Shang Tsung’s foulest experiment

JOHNNY CAGE : Humanoid or Reptiloid, I’m gonna take you

SYZOTH : *laughs* I’m guessing you’ve never fought a Zaterran

Those are just off the top of my head.

Your reasoning for him being an “innocent boy” is because he got scared of the Predator film Johnny showed him that was revealed in an intro or him not understanding what “cudos” meant when Johnny said it which is-and I cannot stress enough- Earthrealm English. Of course he does not know what it means 💀

Breaking off Syzoth for a tiny bit, Y’ALL DO THE SAME THING TO LIU KANG. HAVE Y’ALL NEVER PLAYED ANY STORYMODE GAME WITH LIU KANG IN IT NOR HAVE YOU WATCHED HIS INTROS????

Just because again, Liu Kang is humble, compassionate, and shows kindness does NOT mean he’s this “innocent” man. Nor does it mean he’s some boring “innocent boy.”

Liu Kang is incredibly witty. Especially to those he is close with or is comfortable around. Liu Kang is also not afraid to speak what is on his mind when he encounters his enemies. He is very bold in his statements.

Going back to Syzoth though- he would not be hardcore at sex at all. Like zero. Maybe if he’s in his true form I can understand that but Syzoth isn’t going to be some hardcore dom into every kink in the alphabet. Again people, let’s be realistic.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #liu kang #mortal kombat 1 #kitana #mileena #kung lao #johnny cage #raiden #mk #syzoth x reader #mk syzoth #mk reptile #syzoth #mk smut

[dailyunstableeve]

Give me one more chance

After RE 5, Jill disappeared.

Jill Valentine x fem!reader

tw: angst (idk if tissues are needed), gore, blood, sharp objects (anything that can stab you :), ptsd

an: can't get over how hot Jill is on death island, mother Jill needs more screen time, it's not enough for me 😭😭😭 did anyone just think that Jill, Claire and Rebecca are like the power puff girls? The way their outfit colours are. Idk if anyone wrote this idea before but here's mine. Ps, my first re ff

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It's been years since Jill returned from a mission with Chris, and just disappeared. All she did was a postcard in your mail, telling you she won't be returning, probably never. At first, you don't believe it, even on the postcard, it's her handwriting, there's no way you could have mistaken it. You put yourself in a hopeless search for two years, you have given up, knowing that, no matter how hard you tried to search for Jill, and she doesn't want to be found, she'll dodge you before you know it.

You devoted yourself to training, non stop just to keep your mind from drifting to the days where your life was so much better when you're with Jill. You are furious about the choice Jill made and that anger inside you, helped you survive all the challenges you faced alone.

Went on a couple of missions with Chris, Leon, and the others, sometimes might end up going solo but Chris was worried sick about you. You made it back alive, no matter what, it's almost as if you wanted to prove to Jill that, even though she's not here, you made it out alive just fine.

You learn to move on, thinking your life has gone back to normal, then one day, Jill is reported to the mission, together with Chris. You have no idea about the news until you were training and heard the other soldiers talking about how the mission went, about how Jill is not good with team working, afterall, she's used to surviving by herself. You left the training room immediately just to go find Chris and give a punch on his face.

“Ow, what's that for?” He complained.

“How long has it been since your last mission?” You questioned.

“What?”

“With Jill.”

The mood between you two dropped so quickly.

“How did you-”

“I was training, apparently your boys don't know how to keep their mouths shut,” you cut him off, “if I recall correctly, your mission was two days ago.”

“I just reported in-”

“I thought you were my friend, Chris!” You raised your voice.

“I was just respecting Jill, she asked me to not tell you about it,” Chris answered.

You took a second to process the information, you loosened up your expression, and looked at Chris.

“Oh god, I'm sorry,” you apologised, “I don't mean to just yell at you like that.”

“It's fine, Y/N,” Chris comforted you, “there's something you have to worry about, your next mission.”

“You worried about all the missions I went to, it's not special,” you scoffed.

“I did everything in my power to prevent this but, the high up have given out a mission that needed you and Jill to proceed out the mission.”

“What did she say?” You asked.

“The same thing.”

Sometimes, you just wanted to say how brainless the high ups are always putting their soldiers on a mission that's just torturing. At least, you won't be torture by the infected but your time with Jill.

“I'll do it, it's just like any other mission,” you said confidently.

It's not like any other mission at all.

Jill is currently sitting on the opposite side of you, getting ready. It's weird, she still looks the same as the day she left for the mission with Chris, except, the softness you used to see in her, it's not there anymore, probably because you don't feel the same way as you did before.

“Let's run down our mission one more time, shall we?” you looked at Jill, even if you don't wish to be here with her, but you still need to get your mission done.

“Yeah, sure,” she answered quickly, fully facing towards you.

“Our target is to investigate the area out, there's been multiple reports about the infecteds roaming around the area and our job is to clean it up and look for any clues that could lead to why are the infected there, it's simple, except our lives are in stake, so no reckless move, we stay together, look out of each other's six, anything that seems abnormal, report immediately, don't investigate alone.”

“Got it.”

“Good,” you nodded, then went to check up on the pilot, “we're here.”

The cold chill air brushes through your hair the moment you get off the jet, it's felt like you just walked into a horror movie except your every mission is a horror movie.

It's an abandoned facility, it's always it, because the facility has most of the science stuff to help you create a new virus.

The whole time, both of you didn't say a word because even if it's been years since both of you had a mission together, you still remember her movement, it's more that your action will follow up automatically. Everything goes smoothly, a few infections appear when you and Jill are making your way to the control room, then the experiment room, the storage, just everywhere of the facility.

“There must've been a secret room somewhere, it's impossible for the infected to keep appearing outside the area and yet we only encounter a small amount in here,” you mumbled, you don't like it, just like every other mission you’ve done.

Sometimes when it's too quiet is a bad sign too.

“We should try to split,” Jill suggested.

“Did you forget what I said just now? We stay together,” you scoffed.

“But we are not getting anywhere if we keep sticking together.”

“And I'm not allowing you to risk your life like this,” you looked Jill in the eye, she flinched a little.

Call it selfish, but I don't want to lose Jill again.

But the look on Jill's face shows that she'll stand by her idea of splitting up, it could cover more ground, but it will put the risk on high.

“Fine, we will meet back up at the spot we arrived here,” you sighed.

You watch Jill turn her back at you and walk the other direction, it gives you the feeling of how you found out that Jill had left you with just a postcard that doesn't even have a goodbye on it.

You knock yourself out of the thought and continue walking down the hallway, hoping you're able to discover something that you didn't notice just now.

You didn't find anything but Jill did, so you were on your way to find Jill. Apparently she found a hidden tunnel that's blocked by multiple tables, without letting you know, she went down the tunnel herself. You arrived in front of the tunnel only to find yourself getting crowded by the infecteds, they are getting closer to you, some are even climbing out from the tunnel. If the infected are coming from the tunnel then where's Jill?

Please wait for me Jill. You prayed as you fought your way through the infected.

Just like every times, you thought about Jill when you face upon a challenge that you believe you won't be able to get through it, you remember the rage you felt for her when she left you, and you remember the worries you have on her right now that she could be hurt and you must find her quick.

You saw your opening to slide in the tunnel and went for it. At the end of the tunnel is a hallway, dirty, but the electricity is still working, it doesn't look abandoned, it's just no one cleaning it.

“Jill?” You called, nothing responded but a few infected appeared in your sight. You clear out the infected, and manage to find Jill of all the madness you have to kill just to get to her.

Suddenly, the area's light went off, leaving a guide light on to show where you're supposed to go. You have no other option but to follow, it guides you to a huge room, where Jill is currently fighting her life on the infected that's three times the size of a normal one and Jill is badly wounded. You hold up your pistol and start shooting at it, just to find yourself stupid because normal bullets are not going to kill the monster.

You charged onwards, grabbed a long stick that's in your reach and made a jump onto its head, “no one hurt Jill,” you fired seven shots on its head, went right down for the brain. You've killed it, you did, the monster loses its balance and drops down on the ground, so did you, except Jill caught you only to lose her balance to standing after.

“Jill?” You panicked, and you noticed the huge part of her clothing was painted red, fresh red, “oh my god, Jill!” You put pressure on her wound, “how long have you been bleeding?”

“Before you arrived,” she coughed, you quickly took out the bandages you have with you 24/7 and tried to patch her up, “the one who's in charge of here is chained up in the locker room.”

“I'll send someone to get that person!” I called comms and Chris picked up, “send backups, right now!” You cried.

“Y/N,” Jill rested her hand on yours trying to stop the bleeding, “I'm sorry for everything I've done to you.”

“Shut up Jill, you better stay with me and tell me that when you fully recover!” You cut her off, “I didn't get you back just to lose you!”

“Jill?”

“Jill!”

“Hey hey hey, don't close your eyes now!”

“Goddammit, Chris, be quick please.”

“Jill! Don't die on me right now!”

Until Chris and the backups arrived, it was nothing but your cries for Jill to stay awake, because you don't want to lose her again. You watch Jill getting sent back first as you and Chris stayed behind to clean up the mess, Chris did recommend you to head back with Jill but you know she wants you to finish up the mission, so you did.

You took a proper shower, washing off the rotten smell of the infected is hard, after all, you went on a killing spree on any infected you saw, that's who you have grown to. Kill to serve but only when it's about the infected.

Jill went unconscious for a week, and you stayed by her side the whole time. You want the first one she sees when she wakes up is you, you are but Chris is the first she talked to.

“Has she been here the whole time?” Jill asked.

“Yes, she wants that she's the first one you see when you wake up,” Chris gently placed a big blanket on you.

“How can she be so forgiven? After all these years,” Jill looked at you who's currently sleeping on the side of the bed.

“She still loves you Jill, she never forget the day you left her, she used that to pull herself through everyday, no matter how worse the day is,” Chris left out a breath, “and I want you to know that, it's not your fault that you were controlled by Wesker and what you did after.”

“Chris, don't,” Jill stopped Chris, she doesn't want to talk about it yet.

“I'll just leave you with her then.”

“Is he gone?” You mumbled, you were awake, you didn't get up because you felt like Chris and Jill deserve some time to talk things out, “I didn't want to interrupt.”

“How are you feeling?” You asked.

“I'm fine,” Jill answered, “are you okay?”

“Yeah,” physically, you are, mentally, you are not.

There's so many questions you wanted to ask, but you don't know where to start.

“I'm sure you heard from Chris about the mission where things went bad for me,” Jill could see the question on your face, that's how much she knows you, “I didn't mean to hurt you.”

“But you did, you hurted me the moment you write on the postcard and leave it in my mails.”

“Look Y/N, I know what you heard from Chris and I know you would think exactly how Chris would too, that it wasn't my fault but I hate that I blame myself for that.” Jill tried to explain herself, “I didn't have the courage to come back to visit you.”

“So why did you come back Jill? After all these years, because you being gone from my life all these years made me think that you have found a much better life that I wasn't included in! So why did you come back now, out of all the years you could’ve?” Tears start rolling down your cheek.

You may have told yourself that you have moved on from the fact that Jill just abandoned you, you found a way to live through it but now she's in front of you. The memories you made with her flooded your mind. It made you want to yell at her, cry, scream at her, for leaving you here, when you needed her and she needed you.

“I realise that I can't hide from it forever, that I've left my girl here without a complete answer,” she gently wiped the tears off your cheek, “I'm so sorry for what I've done to you, I know that I'm not worth to be forgiven by you but please let me made it up to you, all those years that I've been gone, please give me a one more chance Y/N,” both of yours eyes meet, you can't tell how much you misses the way Jill looked at you, that's filled with love, and now it's mixture with asking for forgiveness.

“Yes,” you gently hugged Jill, doesn't want to suddenly rip her wound.

“I promise.”

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an: death island has done something to me. Well, it's not really all full romance, it brings up the past and I just started it with hoping to write something that's close to call redemption for Jill. Even if she's hard on herself during the movie about what happened at re5😭 I wanna let my girl have some rest

Masterlist

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[kyros-tha-soldier]

chapter 1103 SPOILERS

I've gotten a bit lazy lately, I'm basically burnt out to the BONE from work so sorry for not bringing the previous leaks earlier:

we've got big news for my beloved bonbon and her bear papa:

The chapter's title is "I'm sorry, daddy" (GOOOOOOOOD WHY!) And we have a beautiful color spread of the straw hats and our beloved wano warrior YAMATO, they're all riding momo in his dragon form (😏) since it's the year of the dragon

We start where we finished in the mini flashback, where bonney is standing in the memory bubble room, she turns back to her original child form and apologizes to vegapunk since she used to think HE was the one behind her dad's death

Vegapunk understands and gives her something Kuma was planning on handing her on her 10th birthday, it's a sun necklace made of sapphire

UAAAAAAAGHHHH NOOOOOO HOW DARE YOU SATURN!! HOW DARE YOU KILL SOMEONE AS SWEET AS KUMA

Speak of the devil (literally!) We go back to the present time confrontation between saturn, the remaining vegapunks, the cp0 and the rest. Bonney uses her attack "Nika-ish future" to attack saturn but she fails. NOW THIS IS WHERE IT'S ABOUT TO GET ABSOLUTELY BONKERS!

Saturn thinks to himself that this form of Bonney's Nika is much more different than the Nika God since she can only replicate the rubber power

This mf Saturn has his power over everybody that they can't budge a single inch, suddenly he notices that Luffy is eating some food from the floor (somebody must've snuck it at the beginning of the confrontation or smtn) of course Saturn is like "how fucking dare you eat while I'm in the middle of my epic fit of rage" and orders someone to chain him with kairoseki (what a vibe killer)

Like oooooooh calm down big man he's not gonna bite you ffs

It's revealed that thw Toshi Toshi no mi power was given to bonney by saturn, now underline the word "POWER" because this is where it's about to get REALLY messed up

Saturn has been experimenting on people to extract devil fruit powers and then give them to other people. And of course, as fucked up as it sounds, Saturn gave the disease to Ginny (probably while she was pregnant) and the poor woman ended up developing the rare sapphire scale disease

i swear on god, if Saturn's bitchass doesn't get absolutely wrecked then I'm dropping OP, do NOT DISAPPOINT ME ODA I AM SERIOUS!

also is it just me, or is this aj attempt from Oda to clarify that the sapphire scale disease is a sideffect and not an STD? Because I've ssen A LOT of fans speculating about that and i have NEVER EVER in my life thought I'd see the day where I'll hear the words STD and ONE PIECE in one sentence until this very arc!

anyways, Saturn's stupid-ass gave the toshi toshi effect to ginny and somehow she passed it to bonney during her pregnancy, this comes as a surprise to him since this has never happened

According to Saturn, the more bonney starts to learn about Nika's true form and tries to copy it, the weaker she becomes. bonney is seen crying in despair and fear, she apologizes to her father about how despite how far he went to ensure she'd make it out alive, she will end up dead anyways

NO BONBON DON'T CRY PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU PAPA WOULD ALWAYS PROTECT YOU!!!

Speaking of her papi, Kuma crashes right into egghead and gets attacked by some marine soldiers who were shooting at him with grenade launchers (taht's hardcore as fuck, I AM DROPPING THE PANELS NOW just so you can see how cold Kuma looks!)

he gets injured once again in his head but is able to reach Saturn just in time (who had thrown bonney to the ground and was about to squash her with his spider legs) just for Kuma to come and shield her with his body, and have the long nail at the end of Saturn's leg punture his back and chest

Kuma grabs him by the leg and turs around, readying a punch as his face grimaces in rage, and saturn looks at him in absolute shock

and now, DRUM ROLL FOR THE LEAAAAAAAAAKS

oh boy, we eating GOOD tonight!

#kuma #bartholomew kuma #jewelry #jewelry bonney #my sweet bonbon and her teddie bear papa #one piece #one piece manga #one piece spoilers #one piece 1103 #ONE PIECE SPOILERS #SPOILER WARNING #monkey d luffy #sanji vinsmoke #jaygarcia saturn #KUMA GET HIS ASS!

[mintspider]

Ready for some fresh from the oven of my brain, random ass Dating Reiko HC's?

Please keep in mind that this work is written by an Adult and is 1000% meant for the enjoyment of other adults. MINORS DNI 🚫

Warnings ⚠️: Explicit sexual content in the nsfw section/slight mentions of violence/rough handling-sex/ blowjobs/squirting/vaginal sex/weird sexual kinks/explicit language. Please proceed with caution!

SFW: 

So, you caught the eye of General Shao's Second-in-command, Reiko..

Believe it or not, he's going to woo you. Not traditionally but it's no less romantic in his unique way...

He'll be chivalrous, inviting you to come spectate on his training sessions so you can have an up close view of his impressive battle etiquette.

Somedays, you'll get flowers. Somedays, you'll get a handful of teeth. Most likely from someone Reiko interpreted as a threat to you..(he protec!)

If you were working out together,  you're going to somehow end up becoming his weights. Be it sitting on his back for push-ups. Clinging to the front of him for pull-ups. Getting bench pressed, curled...gahhhh

If it were in a modern setting. He'd absolutely be the type of guy to play that strongman Hi-Striker game at a Carnival where you hit the base of a tower with a mallet sending a puck up to hopefully ring a bell. And honey, he's GOING ring that bell. It's an excuse to show his strength off (it's important) to you and win you that obnoxiously huge stuffed animal you said was so cute.

Reiko is a very hands on kind of man towards his partner, especially in public. Walking through a busy crowd? He's guiding you through it with the  palm of his hand pressed firmly against your lower back. Need a seat at the tavern? His lap/knee is where you'll perch with his muscular arm slung snugly around your waist. Simply standing around? His firm body will be glued to your back/ side/ front.. Basically, others WILL know you are HIS and thats an automatic hands off.

NSFW:

Serious in the streets, freak in the sheets.

Marking is a very big turn on for him. Bite marks and hickies are going to litter your (and his) flesh when this man ravishes you.

This one also likes to slap. Specifically,  you. Your ass, your tits, your pussy (your face, but nicely if thats your thing) . The sound of his hand smacking against your flesh is like music to his ears. And the visual of his handprint inflamed on your body puts him into absolute werewolf mode. Bonus! Slap him back, he fucking LOVES IT.

He also really likes to stick his fingers in your mouth. When he's sinking into you for that first stroke, the feeling of your tongue and teeth against the digits as he goes inch by inch is just heavenly. Sucking them earns you a devilish laugh and a vow of torturous bliss.

Blow his fucking brains out. Help this man unwind after a hard day of working under Shao ffs!

As stated before,, He's a strong man and strong men love to have their faces sat on. Smother him with your cunt, lean back and stroke his cock while he eats.

Speaking of strength (again),  be prepared to be picked up and tossed around to switch positions and boy,, what difficult positions they will be. Bonus! You can flip him and take control?! Bish,expect a proposal of marriage!

He's a rough rider, feral and consuming in his lovemaking but it isn't beyond his capabilities to be a sensuous and even tender. It really just depends on if you're a fuck or someone who wiggled into his heart.

He really loves it when he can make his partner squirt.  "Oh I've never.." OH. YOU. WILL. He's a disciplined soldier, he's already accepted the mission and is strategizing the best way to to accomplish the task. Needless to say, you're going to get the ever living fuck edged out of you until you've done it enough to meet his standards. "Your cunt is a prettier than an Edenian fountain"

He has no preference when it comes to where you two hook up.  Bed is great! but if the urge strikes him, wherever you two are will suffice which may or may not be a good thing when he's tearing it up and you have to be mildly aware that anyone could catch you in the act in a random hallway. He'll be nice though and quiet your moans of pleasure by covering your mouth with his hand.

#mk reiko #mk smut #reiko #18+ only #mk1 reiko

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Thoughts on TBB 3x14: Flash Strike

SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT

Penultimate episode, people! 😨 This better not be too traumatising, I have a flight to catch later...

"Odds are against the Batch..." THANKS FOR THE REMINDER, EPISODE DESCRIPTION. I ALREADY KNOW THAT THERE'S A CHANCE THIS ISN'T GOING TO GO WELL AND I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT THANK YOU VERY MUCH

"How's Echo going to get off that ship?" I'm with Wrecker on this one! I need to know how my boy is going to stay safe!!!

Well this is already going tits up

Crosshair, I think everything is failing, let alone the shields

THIS IS BATSHIT WTF

Rampart's screams are sending me 😭 he hates life so much rn

Echo's little head tilt when he got the idea for the disguise 🥺

THE END OF THE SCOMP POKING OUT OF HIS SLEEVE I'M DYING

Echo's content may be limited this season but it is absolutely top tier

Poor Crosshair. Having to go back to Tantiss was not something he ever needed to be put through again, but the respect I have for him putting himself through this to rescue Omega is immense. Crosshair was never cold and heartless and he just continues to prove that. 🫶

"Unfortunately, yes" The way they all shit on Rampart is incredible

The Kiners are absolutely killing it with the soundtrack as per usual 🔥

"Thanks for the hand" THIS MAN ISTG

Echo actually reminds me so much of Fives rn and it makes me both very happy and very sad

THE DROID CHUTE AGAIN?! Ffs, Echo

OMEGA, BE CAREFUL I DO NOT NEED YOU LOSING YOUR HEAD

"Depends on who's giving them" The evolution of Crosshair is so personal to me. Being a good soldier was never bout blindly following orders, it was about helping people, which meant knowing whose orders you should be listening to. Watching Crosshair grow to understand that he doesn't need to blindly follow whoever is in charge is heartwarming. This man has come so far.

"Deadweight" 😭 The nicknames for rampart continue to pile on

Well, the giant furry thing coming back isn't ideal

Omega, bestie, you are really stressing me out rn

ECHO THE HAND IS GOING TO GIVE YOU AWAY

...what did I just say?

"Not just her. We're here for all the prisoners you've been experimenting on" Truly Echo being Echo

THIS SHOW IS TOO STRESSFUL I CAN'T COPE

There's so much to wrap up her. What happened to CX-2? What are they gonna do with Rampart? Where did Wolffe go? What ever happened to Cody? What happens if the Batch do get off Tantiss? What then?

Like last week, I really enjoyed this episode, but I'm still worried about how this is all going to get wrapped up. I wouldn't;t be surprised if SW announced more shows that end up going back to some of these story points, but without confirmation of future projects, I feel like they really need to wrap up the loose threads in this show as much as possible.

✨ manifesting a 1hr finale ✨

#star wars #the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers #tbb spoilers #tbb omega #tbb echo #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb crosshair

[salternateunreality2]

AGSZC ND AU: Overstimulation (not the fun kind)

Disclaimer: not an expert

AU setup: all the boys are neuro-spicy except Angeal, who has depression/anxiety. I HC that GZ are more ADHD-leaning and SC are more Autism (ASD)-leaning

From: the archives of my convos with @strayheartless

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The Big Light (can go back to hell from whence it came)

It is EVIL sometimes, and Angeal learns that the hard way from all his boyfriends hating it at random times. He also learns the hard way that dimmer switches are OF THE DEVIL. They make such obnoxious electronic buzzing noises that even Chill-geal gets annoyed and changes it back an hour after installing one.

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....(wait a second)...ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

"HOW IS IT A NEW PITCH?!?!?! I CHANGED NOTHING?!?!?!"

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People Entering One's Domain

If Cloud's in the barracks and the other troopers/thirds come back from going to drinks, he instantly hates everyone and everything because they are SO MUCH. So he cringes away and tries to preserve his sanity, which his squad mates misinterpret as rejection and being stuck up.

Boy no, it's because you smell of 50 different things, sound like a herd of elephants at a football match, messed up the air currents and temperature, and TURNED ON THE BIG LIGHT.

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Coming Home

At the end of the day, sometimes The Guys (tm) barely make it to Angeal's apartment before angrily grunting and violently shedding itchy/uncomfortable uniform pieces until they're left panting and half-naked in the entryway.

Angeal only made the mistake a few times of trying to start something sexy, narrowly avoiding getting his fingers bitten off.

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Mako dials the already heightened senses up to 11.

Cloud trashes a science room before Zack and Angeal are able to subdue him and carry him out, his fingernails slicing into his head as his hands are clamped over his ears, face buried in Angeal's chest to block out the smells and light. He only gets a brief reprieve from sensory hell before they get home and he starts vomiting and getting sick from the mako, since it would bother him with or without ND.

While Cloud's Going Through It (tm), Angeal's getting Stressed (tm) and somehow Zack's ADHD superpower of being great in emergencies kicks in and he keeps the polycule sane, escorting Sephiroth out when the sounds of Cloud being sick get to be too much, helping Genesis channel his angry energy constructively, and being a shoulder for Angeal and Cloud to lean on.

Zack is actually the one that makes Lazard pay for noise-canceling headphones and sunglasses out of the SOLDIER budget. His advocacy is so effective that Lazard ends up making it standard that these things are available on request to anyone in SOLDIER.

Later, Cloud tries to apologize to Sephiroth and Lazard, and Lazard's about to say "This happens sometimes, the labs should have done a sensitivity test before giving you a full dose" when Sephiroth jumps in with, "No that was awesome, do it again next time, even if it's not as bad."

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Vacuum Cleaners (May they burn in the fiery pits of hell, just one circle above Hojo)

Vacuums smell bad, sound bad, look bad, probably taste bad, are unwieldy, and go BONK.

Angeal: *starts pulling out the vacuum*

Zack: WAIT WAIT WAIT YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THAT!

Angeal: whyever not?

Zack: *grasping Angeal's shoulders* trust me. And put. Down. The machine. Before any of the-

Cloud: HISSSSS

Sephiroth: YOWL!

Genesis: *charging up a firaga as Cloud and Sephiroth scamper into the distance*

*12 hours later*

Lazard: Where are Sephiroth and Genesis?!?!? And that trooper always hanging around?!

Zack: SOMEone touched a vacuum.

Lazard: FFS, Hewley

Angeal: How was i supposed to know?!

Later, in Aerith's church, Aerith comes across Genesis prowling outside, glaring and only barely not hissing, while Sephiroth and Cloud are cuddling in a dark, quiet corner, clutching each other and nuzzling.

Aerith: Oh, honeys...was it the accursed machine? Did Zack do this to you?

Sephiroth, signing: -Angeal-

Aerith: aww, nooooo, and you had trusted him so much!

Cloud: *shivers*

I think Zack wouldn't mind vacuuming if he was in control, and Angeal likes having a clean house, but to the rest of them it's a literal devil. That's why they call it a dirt devil. E V I L.

If Zack's not in control, he feels like following it around and yelling back at it.

#ff7 #sephiroth #zack fair #cloud strife #genesis rhapsodos #angeal hewley #agszc

[daughterofcain-67]

𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 (pt. 9)

(Soldier Boy x Female Reader)

(masterlist)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your main goal while you’re riding with Butcher is to make sure you can get Ben back no matter the cost. After getting to Grace Mallory’s last known residence, you hope you can find what you’re looking for. The sooner you’d find Ben, the better off you’ll be.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cannon level violence, nothing to explicit. Alternative ending to the final episode of season three in a way, or an alternative version of the aftermath rather. Hope you all enjoy!

You could hear the way Butcher was grumbling obscenities to himself all throughout the car ride to get to Grace Mallory’s home. You didn’t catch all of it but you knew Butcher wasn’t exactly thrilled to be going back to a place where he was unwelcome. It surprised you since you assumed he got used to the feeling of being unwelcome considering his record.

“You know, you aren’t the only one in the car. You sound like a psychopath talking to yourself when I’m right here.” You said as you continued to look out through the windshield.

“I just don’t get why you’re going through all this trouble for a guy who’s willing to kill children like Ryan just to get to his goal. What kind of heartless bastard is he?” He asked, glaring at the road and you shrugged a little.

“And you were completely fond of Ryan when you found out he was the spawn of your wife’s rape? A spawn of Homelander? Don’t tell me the thought hadn’t crossed your mind, so that argument is kind of unfair to Soldier Boy.” You commented and you heard Butcher continue to grumble.

“That’s a different bloody story. Becca didn’t ask for any of that shit to happen to her. She went missing for so many years and I had no fucking clue what happened to her. Hell, there were times I thought she was dead.”

“Soldier Boy is my Becca. You went a handful of years without her. I’ve gone decades without Soldier Boy. And he didn’t ask to be taken to Russia, didn’t ask to be robbed of the opportunity to raise his own son. Who knows, if Soldier Boy really did raise Homelander, maybe he wouldn’t have turned out to be such a dick.” You continued.

“I hardly think Soldier Boy is really as helpless as Becca was though.”

“That’s not what I’m saying.. Yeah he’s strong and for the most part he can take care of himself if you take the damned Novichok out of the equation. No, he’s not as helpless as your wife was. And I’m sorry for your loss and I hate to hear what happened to her. Maybe that wasn’t exactly the best example.”

“You think?” Butcher muttered as he started to turn on a certain road.

“Okay, okay. Bad analogy. Maybe it would be better like this… The same love Becca felt for you? The way she loved you is the love I feel for Soldier Boy.”

“Oh now you’re comparing me to Soldier Boy? Thanks, that’s such a bloody compliment to be compared to the cunt.” He said and you sighed.

“Well, all I’m saying neither of you are perfect. You both have your flaws. Like a shit ton of flaws and no one in their right mind should care for either of you. Both of you have blood on your hands whether you wanted it or not. But Becca accepted you, flaws and all. She knew you’re far from perfect and she wasn’t blind to the fact that you’re not exactly the greatest guy on the planet, but her love for you was still strong and unconditional. And I love Soldier Boy even with all of his flaws and mistakes.”

Butcher was silent for several moments while his gaze remained transfixed on the road ahead of the two of you. You turned your head and looked out of the passenger window.

“He really wasn’t a bad guy in the beginning. Arrogant, sure. But he never wanted innocent people to get hurt. He just got suckered into Vought’s trap like a lot of Supes do. They say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions after all. And after a while, I guess he, like most supes, lost a lot of their morals somewhere along the way…” You said.

“He was telling me about that. Just before we were on the way to fight Homelander.” Butcher finally spoke again.

“As much as I don’t like what Annie said about Soldier Boy, and as much as I think she grew a little bit self centered for it, I’m still glad she stepped away from Vought when she did.” You spoke as you remembered that Annie was still the one that gave you that unreleased photo of Soldier Boy.

“I can tell her heart is still in the right place, so there’s hope for her yet. She’s just got a bit of growing up to do.” At this, Butcher only hummed.

You sighed a little, ready to get out of the car. It felt like you had been driving for most of the day, but really it’s only been about two or three hours, “How much longer ‘till we get to Mallory’s?”

“Won’t be too much longer.” Butcher said, starting to get short again.

When you glanced over, you saw that he wasn’t in the right shape and you noticed that something seemed to be leaking from his ear. Your frowned a little.

“Is that from the temp V you’ve been taking?” You asked and pointed at your own ear.

Butcher glanced at you and he touched his own ear. He glanced down at his fingertips and muttered a curse as he wiped the residue on his pants. Lovely.

“Yeah.”

“You must’ve taken a lot of those doses, huh?” You asked.

“Eh, mistakes have been made. I’m just glad the Kid didn’t take anymore. It would’ve killed the little fella.” He insisted.

“So… what made you protect him? Isn’t that kind of out of your character?” You inquired, which caused him to shoot a glare at you.

“I’m not that bad of a guy either ya know. I’m doing this with the whole, Hell with good intentions thing you were talking about.” He commented as he looked back at the road.

“But anyway.. Hughie reminds me a lot of somebody I knew.” He finally answered your question after a few minutes. You smiled a little to yourself, knowing Butcher couldn’t have been that bad of a guy deep down.

“Friend?”

“Family member… brother.”

You frowned a little, getting the feeling from the way Butcher went stoic with his facial expressions that something bad must’ve happened. You glanced down at your hands, “I’m sorry.”

“Ain’t nothing to be sorry for. Only thing that can fix anything is a Time Machine at this point.” He told you, though the comment didn’t make the frown leave your face.

“So how long do you have left?” You asked, getting the feeling the temp V may just be costing the man his life.

“Doctor’s say I’ve got about 18 months, that’s if I’m lucky. Which so far in life, I haven’t been so lucky.”

“I’m sure Hughie may be able to help you find some kind of cure. Plus you’ve got Frenchie who’s apparently one Hell of a chemist.”

“I haven’t told the lot of them yet. And I don’t plan on it.”

“You know Hughie’s going to be crushed if you don’t say anything to him and he finds out some other way.” You reminded and Butcher shook his head.

“I got him wrapped up in this mess from the start. I’ve dragged all of them through the trenches, so most of them may even be glad to hear I’ll be dead and out of their lives for good.” Butcher said.

“That’s awfully pessimistic of you.” You replied and he gave a slight shrug.

“It’s the truth though. Not much helpin’ that one.”

You looked out of the window again when the conversation didn’t go any further. But then after a few minutes, the two of you made it to a house that must’ve been Mallory’s. Butcher pulled into the driveway and the both of you got out of the vehicle.

“Look’s like she’s not here.” Butcher said when he noticed there weren’t any vehicles, and he remembered this was the last place she was when she was still looking after Ryan.

“Still, she’s bound to have some sort of notes, maybe even a computer so we can look through her emails and see what we can find. If she’s not here, there are always other ways to find out where she’s keeping Soldier Boy.” You insisted, hearing Butcher sigh you walked up to the door.

You noticed there’s a padlock on the door and you lifted a brow as you tried to think of what sort of codes to try. As you started to press some of the buttons, you heard the shattering of glass. You stood upright and looked around, but the next thing you knew, Butcher was opening up the door from the inside so you could come in.

“You’re in a rush, right? Let’s get this over with. Pressing buttons and solving puzzles won’t get you anywhere fast.” He said and you smirked a little.

“Let’s see what we can find.”

Ben woke up yet again feeling drowsy as Hell. He honestly had no idea at this point how long it’s been since he’d been taken. He stopped counting the hours, especially since he couldn’t when he was blacked out some of the time because of the damned gas or whatever they were putting in him.

He felt drained, but at this point it wasn’t a new feeling. It was still a humiliating feeling though. When he finally opened his eyes again and glanced down ward, he saw someone was drawing blood from him. As much as he wanted to move his arm away, he couldn’t because they put more restraints on his arms as a precaution from last time he was able to get one of his arms free.

“What have the results been so far?” Ben could hear a familiar voice question.

He slowly looked over and saw Grace was standing behind the woman taking his blood. The bitch looked even worse up close. He couldn’t say anything though. Mask and all.

“Nothing. I’m getting to understand why the Russians just put him away. Pretty much nothing can kill him and we aren’t making much progress with finding any other weaknesses.”

“And you’re taking his blood, why?” Mallory inquired.

“We’re hoping to see what kind of genetic weaknesses he could have and we need his blood to do some tests for that.” The doctor said.

Ben winced when he felt yet another needle in his arm and he assumed they were taking more blood from him. He tried to jerk his arm away but that did nothing to help him.

“What other procedures will you be performing in the meantime while you wait for the blood tests?”

“We’ll be seeing different ways the Novichok and maybe some other vapors can effect him. Maybe we can use that to kill him rather than using the radiation like they did in Russia.”

That sounded like it would be a painfully slow process. All the Novichok did was make him feel sleepy, almost like an anesthetic. But if he were to die in his sleep, Ben supposed he’d take that over a painful and torturous death.

“You know, maybe we can save some of the blood. If we can use his genes, maybe we can make a different hero. One that’s better than Homelander. Raise him up to take Homelander down.” Mallory suggested.

“Work for us? They’d be labeled as just another super terrorist or supervillain or whatever the term is. Are you sure that would be a good idea?”

“If we can shut down Vought once and for all, then anything would be worth it.”

Ben couldn’t stand for it. He wouldn’t let his DNA be used for someone else’s experimentation. Especially not after the last child turned out to be such a damned disappointing excuse to be called his son. He wouldn’t let that happen again.

“No…” He managed to speak and Mallory looked over at him.

“No what? I don’t think you have much control over what we do here.”

“Do not.. make another kid. Not like that bitch Homelander…”

Mallory heard the comment coming from Soldier Boy. She was almost amazed that he could even gather up the consciousness to form a sentence with how much Novichok they were gassing him up with. She hoped he wasn’t growing some sort of immunity to it. That would be disastrous.

“Trust me, Soldier Boy… if we do find a way to make a child from your DNA, the last thing we want is another Homelander.” She said, but she could tell the thought wasn’t comforting to the fallen hero. Not that it was intended to be a comfort anyway.

“It won’t be like you or Homelander. Maybe it’ll be even stronger than Homelander’s so called son, Ryan.” Mallory shrugged and that was when her phone began to buzz.

She pulled her device from her pocket and looked down, realizing there was an alert from her last residence.

Her eyes widened when she saw the security footage. It was not only the familiar face of Butcher breaking one of her windows to get into her house, but he was working with none other than Quake.

Grace could see from the phone they were looking for something. When Grace watched you look through her office area and she saw you open up her laptop, her stomach dropped. She didn’t know how quickly you’d be able to find this lab, but Mallory knew it would only be a matter of time before you’d be on your way here.

“Keep him sedated.” Mallory said as she turned on her heel while she was about to walk out of the door.

“What’s happening? It’s not like he’s going anywhere.” The doctor said and Grace looked back at Soldier Boy.

Once they made eye contact, Ben knew something must’ve happened. He smirked when he saw a glimpse of weakness in Grace’s eyes, a glimpse of fear.

“We may need to move him. My last location’s been made.” Grace said and walked out of the room.

The smirk remained on Ben’s face as he looked back up at the ceiling. If his assumptions, his hopes even, were correct… you’d be there to get him out of this Hell-hole in no time.

You saw the information on the laptop screen and you smirked before you looked over at Butcher who was just looking over your shoulder.

“I take it you’ve found it?” He asked.

“Yep. Let’s head out. If I know Mallory and her security plans… she may already know we’ve been here.” You commented and wrote down the address. Then you folded the paper in your hand and stood upright.

“We need to move now before she tries to move Soldier Boy.” Butcher nodded before he turned on his heel and headed for the door that’s been left open.

With that, you and Butcher both left the house and rushed to the car because the two of you could hear sirens in the distance. Mallory must’ve sent some kind of security to her home or something because of the break in so now it was time to haul ass.

Neither of you really bothered to buckle up and Butcher started the car and drove off. Meanwhile you grabbed your phone and started typing in the address on the GPS so Butcher could head that way.

You could tell Butcher was speeding with how you felt like you were about to sink into the seat as he took off. The sirens were close for a moment but as Butcher drove the sirens started to sound like they were getting further and further away.

Once you put the location in the GPS and put the phone on the little phone stand, you looked in the passenger mirror, “Do you think we lost them?”

“Ain’t no tellin’ so we may have to take advantage of our other precautions… check the glovebox.” Butcher told you so you opened it up and saw a gun.

“Let’s hope we’ve lost them.” You said, not sure of your aim with a gun and if you could get their tires or if you’d end up missing them and hitting someone else. Boulders you could handle, guns? Not so much.

But unfortunately, you could hear the sirens again and they were gaining on you pretty fast. You looked in the passenger mirror again and you felt a little uneasy.

“Quake, you’re gonna have to use that bloody thing if they get any closer to us. And from the looks of it… they’re coming pretty quick.” Butcher said and you looked down at the gun in your hand.

“Aim for the tires and you should be fine..” You whispered to yourself and you made sure the safety was switched off and you carefully got out of the seat and tried to steady yourself, though it wasn’t so easy since the road was starting to get a little bumpy.

You leaned out of the window and faced behind you. Sure enough, some cars were gaining speed behind you. You tried to steady your breathing while you lifted the hand that was holding the gun and aimed forward for their tires.

You pulled the trigger the first time and flinched when you heard both the gunshot and the tire blow on the first car. Your eyes widened when you saw the first vehicle struggle to keep control and they went off the side of the road.

“And you thought your aiming was bad. Now knock the dust off those other cunts.” Butcher said from the driver’s seat and you nodded to yourself and you pulled the trigger again, then again, taking care of the other two cars. You saw as the front of the two cars met and you could tell they were totaled with the way the airbags went off.

You felt a hand at the back of your shirt to pull you back in, though you realized it was just Butcher. You thanked him and switched the safety back on the gun and put it back in the glovebox. You ran a hand through your hair before you glanced over to the phone, looking to see how long it would be until you’d get to your destination.

“You think Soldier Boy will still be there if Mallory knows we’re on the way?” You questioned, trying not to doubt now of all times.

Butcher shrugged, “We’ve already made it this far. We won’t know if he’s there until we get there.”

After about ten more minutes, you finally arrived at your destination. Butcher went for his little black bag and you knew the V was in it. You put a hand over his and he looked at you.

“What?”

“You’re already dying. Don’t make the process speed up. The only supe that’s in there is Soldier Boy and he’s incapacitated.” You said and you reached into the glove box and pulled the gun out.

“Stick around for Hughie for as long as you can.” He looked at you with an oddly soft look, uncharacteristic of him and you didn’t like it but you could tell he was at least trying to let your words set in. You knew he cared for Hughie a lot, and he was kind of the only voice of reason Butcher seemed to have. It kept Butcher human in a way.

But you couldn’t be sentimental much longer after that.

The both of you got out of the car and they already knew you were coming. Some of the guards were already holding up their weapons and you raised up your hands as a wall of rock and dirt appeared between you and Butcher and the guards. Then with a pushing motion, the wall you created plunged forward and knocked all of the guards down.

When that happened, you already started to feel a little lightheaded. You supposed you weren’t completely at full capacity after the incident at Vought’s tower. But you couldn’t focus on that right now. You had to get Ben out of there. The sooner, the better.

You lifted a boulder and you threw it into the door, breaking a gaping hole into the building and you and Butcher came in. Butcher started shooting at even more of the guards. It was nice to know that even if he didn’t have much of a choice in this matter, he still had your back to a certain extent.

When you caught a glimpse of some people rushing down the hall across your path and you had a feeling you ought to follow them. You bit down on your bottom lip before you started running into that direction.

“What’s happening?” You heard someone call.

“It’s Soldier Boy. He’s trying to break free again. He’s already snapped the leather straps on one of his arms again.”

“Who the hell was watching him?!”

You didn’t care to hear the rest of that conversation because you knew they’d try to get Ben back into that vault. So you followed them and you slammed your fist against the floor.

“W-What was that?!”

“Quake! She’s here!” One of the scientists said and when you looked up you saw the look of terror on their faces. You smirked a little before you put your hands in the crack in the floor you created before you pulled your hands apart, thus splitting the floor open and they fell into the hole. You left it opened so they could at least try to get out on their own.

Then you ran to the other end of the hall, desperately looking for any sign of Ben.

You could feel something tickling your nose and rolling down and as you ran, you lifted a hand to your nose and looked down. You noticed the blood. “Fuck, not now.”

You shook it off and you rubbed your nose before you continued running. That was when you ran past a window where a light was beginning to glow. You opened the door and you saw that some scientists were frantically trying to keep a mask over Ben.

“Ben!” You exclaimed and you caught a glimpse of his gaze. Your eyes locked and then you diverted your attention to the scientists who were working but some of them went to you and they were coming towards you.

They were trying to corner you and you glanced around to see what exactly you could do but then you saw a scalpel. You picked it up and you started stabbing the scientists. As they cried in pain while gripping their arms or sides, you lifted another hand and twisted your wrist a little to try and take a chunk of the wall closest to them and you pushed them out of the room.

The last two scientists that were once hovering over Ben were coming at you. But then your vision was starting to get blurry no matter how hard you were trying to focus as they were coming at you. One of them tackled you to the ground and you were trying to fight them off with the scalpel.

One of them managed to take the scalpel from you and they held it up against your throat but then before you knew it, they went flying somewhere and you thought you heard some kind of crash. Sounded like one of them landed on a table or something, but you couldn’t really be sure.

But when you looked up, you saw Ben was the one hovering over you.

“Y/N, come on. Wake up. You can’t black out now.” You could hear his voice, hearing a twinge of concern and you knew he was right. This wasn’t over yet.

You could tell from the slight strain in his voice he must’ve gone through some sort of Hell of his own these past couple of days. But you couldn’t focus on that right now. It was getting harder to focus on anything but you started to get up and you felt Ben’s hand grip your arm as he basically dragged you up from the ground.

“How are you feeling?” He asked you and you nodded your head slightly, not wanting to move it too much because you felt like your head would explode if you did.

“Fine. Let’s get out of here.” You said and as you were rubbing your eyes to try and get them to focus again, Ben must’ve taken one of the doctor’s scrub pants because when you opened your eyes again, he had a pair of those light blue pants on and some poor guy was sitting there with nothing to cover his lower half.

You and Ben rushed out of the room and you could hear some gunshots.

“Come on, we have to find Butcher.” You said.

“Wait, you brought that asshole with you?” Ben asked.

“Ben, I had to. He was the only one that I could get to tell me where Mallory lived so I could even find this place. Can we talk about that later?” You said.

The two of you began running and that was when you saw a glimpse of Mallory trying to get out of the building and you glared, “Oh Hell no.”

Just as she made it outside, you rushed outside as well. Then you lifted your hands and several boulders appeared from the ground and you used them to crush each and every car that the woman could have possibly used to escape. There were about six vans, three cars, and two cargo vans that must’ve been used for the equipment they used to torture Ben. Every one of them were nothing but useless car parts now.

You saw Grace look back at you before she tried to run off and you clenched your fist and pulled your hand to yourself. Just as you did, the earth rose up and grasped Grace before pulling her to yourself. You rotated your wrist and the earth moved to make the old woman face you.

“I thought of all people, you’d know how much Soldier Boy meant to me. You even worked with me to bring Vought down just to prove they were the ones behind his whole so called death charade. To think you’d be one of the ones that would try to take him from me again.” You said and Mallory looked at you.

When we figured out what we needed to, we would have given him up.” Mallory said and you scoffed.

“If it were up to you, you would have given me a rotting carcass.” You continued.

“How far did you get, huh? What exactly have you found?” You asked and she shook her head.

“I haven’t found anything other than the Novichok because of Frenchie.” She said and you glared as you tightened your fist, causing the earth to act as an iron maiden, threatening to pierce the old woman’s body.

“I swear! Radiation does nothing but strengthen his energy blasts. Vapors just act as an anesthetic to keep him stabilized. That’s all I know.”

“Good… that’s the last thing you’ll ever find out about him.” You promised and with a snap of your fingers, the spikes went through Mallory’s body. She didn’t even have the chance to scream before the life left her eyes.

When you released the earth’s grip on her body, she plopped to the ground almost like a sack of potatoes. She was nothing but a bloody mess with holes in her clothes where her wounds were.

“Y/N! What did you do?!” Butcher called out.

When you turned around, you saw both Ben and Butcher walking forward. But everything that’s happened in the last several moments took a lot from you. The blurriness returned and that was the last you remembered.

Ben’s eyes widened when he saw you start to fall and he started running to you.

“Fucking Hell.” Ben said as he caught you just in time, knowing you must’ve overdone it. Your recovery time must’ve gotten longer since the tower. This whole rescue thing didn’t help at all.

“She bloody killed Mallory!” Butcher exclaimed and Ben glared.

“Like you’ve never killed anyone before.” Ben reminded.

Ben noticed Butcher went over to the woman and watched as Butcher sighed a little.

“She was ready to see her family though. She’d been ready for a long time.” Butcher said and Ben just let out a hum, not really interested as he looked down at you.

He put his hand on the pile point in your neck and let out a breath of relief. Then, Ben looked over at the building that had kept him the past several days. He carefully laid you down on the ground for a moment before he focused his energy to his center again. Afterwards, the next thing he knew there was another explosion and the building and everything inside was destroyed.

“You’ve gotten better at that, haven’t you?” Butcher said and Ben looked over at the man in the coat.

“I guess.” He said before Ben turned his attention back to you. He knelt down at your side before he took you into his arms again and he stood up. He felt the way your body leaned into his chest and he was honestly glad you found him. But he needed to get you some place safe so you could recover.

“You think she’ll be alright?” Butcher asked as he walked over but Ben could sense the sort of caution Butcher had.

“You know I’m not a ticking time bomb, right? Yeah, she’ll be okay. Just need to get her somewhere safe so she could rest up.” Ben said.

Butcher rubbed the back of his neck. A part of him didn’t want to help Soldier Boy since he would have killed Ryan if he had the chance, but aside from the threat you made, you were alright for a supe he supposed. You weren’t his favorite person in the world, but you did promise to keep Soldier Boy accountable and you said you’d stay away from everyone’s families if you got Soldier Boy back.

“Come on… I know a thing or two about stealing cars. I’ll give you a card and you can get her to a hotel to rest up.” Butcher said.

Ben looked up at Butcher, almost wondering if this was some kind of joke or if this was some trick. Could you blame him for being hesitant when the man turned on him back in the tower?

“Why? I didn’t kill Homelander and Y/N killed your little friend.” Ben said.

“If she can keep somebody like you in line when you can’t be killed, then we need her around. The world does. Just don’t let anyone here catch you around. Especially MM. He still wants to kill you.” Butcher said.

“Now are you coming or not?”

Ben was still skeptical about this whole thing, but he knew he didn’t have any other choice. So he nodded and he carried you out to Butcher’s car and the three of you rode somewhere to try and steal someone’s car from some gas station or something.

Ben was sitting down beside you on the bed while you rested. By that time, Ben had already used the card to buy himself some clothes so he wasn’t wandering around in scrub pants. He was wearing some t-shirt and some sweatpants and he had some socks on his feet.

Other than that, he hadn’t left your side. He wanted to make sure he was there for you whenever you’d wake up. Although he knew it may take a little longer than he wanted to. Still, it had been several hours since the both of you left Mallory’s little lab or whatever. It couldn’t be too much longer now, could it?

He gazed at your figure and he reached out to brush a stray hair away from your face. Then he moved to reach for the remote on the night stand so there would be some kind of background noise rather than the silence.

Ben looked over at the television and noticed some trailers for some new movies were out. He rolled his eyes a little. There were times where he got really tired of seeing supe movies. So Ben used the remote to try and find something worth watching. Then he saw a black and white film, something that took him back in time.

He recognized Clark Gable and Doris Day on the screen and it made him smile when he was able to at least recognize those faces, even if they weren’t exactly his favorite actors. The movie was apparently called Teacher’s Pet when he saw the title on the screen before it flashed away.

Ben started growing a little more interested in the old movie, there was something about it that felt more familiar to him. Maybe it was because it was something from a familiar time.

“You know, I loved Clark Gable back in the day.” Ben heard a familiar voice say and when he looked down, he saw your beautifully colored eyes opened and on the screen.

He smiled as he turned the volume down since the television switched to some adds now and he turned to face you, “You’re awake.”

“How long was I ou-“ He interrupted you with a kiss, unable to wait any longer.

He could hear you chuckling against his mouth and he slowly pulled away and he looked down at you, “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing…. I’m just glad to see you too.” He heard you say and he grinned before he cupped your face in the palm of his hand.

“You over did yourself again.” Ben stated.

“Twice.” You answered.

“I know. You wanna tell me about the tower?” He asked and you shook your head a little.

“Not much to tell. You went out the window, I went to panic mode that switched to some kind of rage mode. I’m surprised I was awake right after. I looked for you but realized I hat to run. Found some abandoned building to crash in and I crashed there for a while. The first two days I felt like I’d puke if I even thought about standing. By day three I was able to at least walk.” You said and Ben sighed.

“You really shouldn’t use your powers for a while.”

“Since when did you become a doctor?” He heard you ask and he saw your smile.

“I’d make a pretty shit doctor. But I’d rather not watch you black out again.” He admitted and you nodded before he felt you move closer to him, so Ben wrapped an arm around your smaller frame.

“What about you? How are you feeling?” Ben heard you question and he smiled a little. But then he remembered some pain killers or whatever other kind of drugs Butcher handed him before he went back to his little group.

“I’m fine. A hell of a lot better now that I’m away from that place. But here, take this. Butcher said it’s supposed to help with whatever migraine you might get.” He said and handed you some water and a couple of pills.

He watched you sit up and you took the pills before you started drinking some water.

“How long have I been out?” You finally asked him and Ben shrugged a little.

“Several hours.”

“So… what do we do from here?” He heard you ask and he chuckled a little.

“I thought you would have thought about it a little more. What’s the situation with your house? Couldn’t we just go back there?” Ben asked but then he watched you shake your head.

“No, Vought got to it and destroyed pretty much everything. Honestly, I think our best bet may be leaving the country.” You admitted and Ben frowned at that idea.

“You really think we have to go to that extreme? Mallory remained off the radar for several years and so did you, and you were able to stay in the states.” Ben stated, you hummed a little.

“Yeah, but I’m not sure if I can go into hiding again so soon. Who knows if Vought has people all over the country looking for me. Maybe even you if word were to get out that you’re alive.” You said.

“You act like Vought’s got a shit ton of snipers crawling all over the place.” Ben sighed and you shrugged.

“Who knows… you never know what Vought has up their sleeves. And I really don’t want to stick around and find out.” You said.

“If we’re out of the country for at least a year, maybe two. That way Vought thinks we’re out of the picture and it opens some sort of door for us to come back. You know they’re all about their fake deaths for supes they lose or force into retirement. Until then, maybe we can travel. It could be really fun.” You continued.

“Traveling.. might sound alright for a while. At least until things quiet down a bit. People already think I’m dead because of Vought I’m sure.” Ben commented and he watched you nod, confirming his statement.

“So where do you think we should go first?” You asked and Ben felt you place a hand on his own, causing him to grin as he intertwined your fingers.

“As long as we aren’t in Russia, I’ll be happy.” Ben reminded.

“Well, I kind of figured that would be a given… what about Ireland?” You suggested and Ben thought about it for a moment.

“You know what? I think that sounds like a great idea.”

Ben watched the way you smiled softly and he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on your forehead while you snuggled closer to him. He looked down at you, loving the fact that you were in his arms again.

“Thank you.. for coming and saving me.” He whispered and you hummed softly.

“Ben, that’s not anything to thank me for. When you love someone, you’d do anything to make sure they’re safe. I lost you once when you went out of the country, then again at Vought when Queen Maeve pushed you out of that window. I couldn’t lose you again after I just got you back.” You insisted.

Ben’s gaze softened. If he wasn’t mistaken, that may have even been the first time you said you loved him, even if it was in some sort of descriptive way. He knew you loved him based on the letters you’ve written him over the years, but he’s never heard you actually say it.

“God, you’re nothing like Crimson Countess, are you?” Ben chuckled and you rolled your eyes.

“I don’t think I could hate you nearly as much as she did.” You replied, he hummed as he looked down at you, observing your features.

“My world would crumble if you hated me half as much as she did. Then it would completely disappear if anything were to happen to you, if I lost you.” He admitted.

There was a change in the dynamic between the two of you in that moment, a shift in the atmosphere in a way. It was something the two of you hadn’t been able to sit and relish in ever since he came back. The two of you had been so preoccupied with his mission of killing the members of Payback, then the Homelander fiasco, then you rescuing him from Mallory’s lab.

“You know… when I woke up and heard the TV… a part of me wondered if everything that’s happened this past week and a half has been a dream.” You admitted.

“How do you mean?” Ben said gently.

“I mean… You’ve been gone for so long… I spent years in my house writing all of those letters. I’ve spent countless nights dreaming of what it would be like if you were to come back. This whole endeavor… A part of me thought after Mallory’s lab, that was just the end of another dream. A part of me wonders if I’ll ever get over the surrealism.”

Ben chuckled, “You really must’ve worn yourself out if you’re still thinking it was all a dream after this whole time.”

“Well, Ben… why don’t you show me how real all of this is?” You asked him, then a smirk started to appear on Ben’s face.

“With pleasure.” Ben said as he leaned down for a kiss. A kiss that would surely take your breath away and show you that this was reality. That this would be your new reality for the rest of your life and that you’d never lose him again.

After so many decades of being away from Ben, you knew what it was like to wander the earth as if you’d lost your other half. You knew how it felt to be so alone for so many years. You’ve felt out of place for so long but with Ben in your grasp again, you felt whole, complete. It was a happiness you hadn’t felt in so long and you were glad you finally had the man you loved beside you again and you couldn’t wait to see how the next several decades would treat the both of you.

It would certainly be an adventure, one you were more than eager to share with Ben for the rest of your life.

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[aleksanderscult]

Bagrah could be a great, fascinating character if Leigh Bardugo didn't try so hard to victimize her and portray her as some sort of hero... Seriously wtf ? The narration in relation to Bagrah always made me cringe. In another version of events, I would have liked a less ignorant Alina to tell her the truth about being a bad teacher, a bad mother (now I want a fanfiction where Alina defends Aleksander of Bagrah) and just a bad person.

⚠️TW: Suicide mention at some point⚠️

Bestie, you just decided to touch one of the most problematic things in that universe. The matter of "We consider toxic, problematic women innocent and heroic".

Just like Baghra, just like Ana Kuya. A world where if you're a woman and you're toxic, then you're okay!

My own feelings of Baghra is that I just can't help but find her interesting. I can't help but wanna re-read her scenes sometimes. I don't like her but she's intriguing. There are times when I remember how fucked up her life was. Her father neglected her and her mother despised her. And then they abandoned her. Which makes me feel sorry for her. But then I remember how she had numerous kids from loveless matches and abandoned them all except one. Because this boy was special like her: immortal and powerful. She willingly condemned another human being to the pain and loneliness of immortality (and it's very possible that she condemned her other children to immortality as well, just like Ulla). She raised Aleksander with no displays of love, didn't allow him to form bonds with others and used emotional, verbal (and, very possibly, physical) abuse on him. Taught him how to be prideful, to abandon love, to value power. But when Aleksander became prideful and valued power, she turned her back on him. When he found a potential match on Alina, she took her away from him. Because Baghra always wanted him to depend on her for company and love. All these make me feel disgust for her.

But still Baghra was a product of the fucked up life Grisha had that made her value self-preservation, just like Aleksander was. The only difference is that Aleksander cared about the fate of their people.

And when Aleksander entrusted her with the training of his Grisha, she used violent means to teach them how to develop and control their powers. Even used their own phobias against them ffs.

And despite all this, we have the good guys not only remembering her fondly but also defend her:

This whole paragraph makes me sick.

Look, I naturally didn't expect the good gang remember the Darkling with love. No way that. But why on God's green earth do they make him seem like a lunatic with no feelings that was at fault for literally EVERYTHING?

“Did he love the girl he forced to commit those murders?”

Ah, yes, of course. Because if a person is a murderer then he's also incapable of feeling love. When you're a villain, you can't love. You can't have both. It's impossible, Aleksander! 😠🫵

“What about the girl he tossed into the old king's bed for his own purposes?”

Oh right. Because Aleksander gave Genya to the King not to the Queen's care. Jesus, I forgot that.

Oh yes! I also forgot how Genya decided to stay because she wanted to take revenge.

“then mutilated when she dared to challenge him”

Me if I was the editor of the book, saw that line and correcting it: "then punished when she dared to commit treason against him?"

Because isn't that what she did? She was his soldier and let the Sun Summoner escape. What do you think he would do to her? Give her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder and say: "I understand. She's your friend. Fuck Ravka."

“Or the woman he blinded for failing to offer him unswerving devotion?”

Didn't Baghra commit treason as well? Didn't she let the Sun Summoner go? Does Zoya realize that if the King had found out, he would behead Baghra on the spot?

Also why is she talking about him like he didn't regret what he did to his mother?

And am I the only one in this goddamn fandom that thinks that Baghra got away with it lightly?

So Zoya in a few words:

‘Who would speak for Liliyana, for Genya and Alina and Baghra if she did not?’

In other words Zoya: "I'm the LAWYER IN HERE!!"

Instead of wanting to feel love for the good characters and side with them, I want to slap them across the face. The amount of stupidity and arrogance they have is truly admirable. Congratulations for being douchebags, my friends!!👌👌

This duology has me like:

Instead of admitting that Baghra was problematic and made many serious mistakes (which I would much prefer to see from them) they're glorifying her. They're painting her as a frail, weak and innocent woman that did nothing wrong in her life. And being abusive is not against her! Of course not. Because she's a woman so we have to let her go of any charges and forgive her. ❤️

She was neither frail nor weak. She could easily use her powers if she could but Baghra loooved to play the victim. And she was definitely not innocent. She was one of the reasons Aleksander came out this way and contributed to his eventual downfall in R&R. Since her suicide made him lose his mind and become even more unhinged.

And, finally, yes I would have liked someone to tell her how shit of a mother she was to her son and how she sucks in general. But I don't think it would mind her much. She would be apathetic and sarcastic.

#if I see ONE person being a pro Baghra in this fandom I'll lose my faith in humanity #women CAN be toxic too #all people of any gender. race and sex can be toxic #the darkling #pro darkling #aleksander morozova #pro aleksander morozova #baghra morozova #anti nikolai duology #anti zoya nazyalensky #king of scars #shadow and bone #grishaverse #grishaverse trilogy

[doomed-era]

also. i was going to ask this before but i didnt know how to word it: any zelda tropes you like/dislike? stuff like fairies being guides for link or the concept of sages/Legendary Sword or how link and zelda are always depicted or reoccurring characters like impa or beedle or epona. though theres probably not. a lot of tropes considering most games are vastly different from each other. uhh yeah if youve got nothing . things that were done from a zelda game that you liked?

OOH. tbh I had to think about this a bit (my gripes are usually with the fandom and how they depict the tropes as a Strict Narrative Rule) but! I do have some

UH ONES I HATE. this is gonna be long no matter what so it's going under a cut

Number one has got to be making link into a super special boy for basically no reason!!! being from a special type of knights is. so irrelevant to everything else about alttp link that I think a lot of people legitimately forget this. it barely ever comes up and it's honestly not that important to the story except as an excuse for why link's the only one that can grab the pendants and pull the master sword, which. why not just have him be the one to do this because he's just really determined? Ocarina of Time...tried this, sort of? almost completely irrelevant AGAIN. in twilight princess and wind waker they are just some guy basically and this is the best direction they could have gone with his character. except they ruined it in botw and ss and I will neverrrr forgive them for this. botw link beats up grown men at five years old he's like superbaby instant knight and I HATE it. it's just stupid. I don't even care that it applies pressure to him as a character and seems to affect him; they could have just made it an in-universe lie and it would have had the exact same effect so genuinely screw that trope

number two is calling random soldiers knights stop fucking doing this. i dont care that its fictional fantasyland it annoys me

number three! the 3D games' great fairies! I hate almost all of them the oot/mm great fairies are freaks, botw ones are so pretty but they're creepy as hell, and twilight princess is just a naked lady and it's stupid I hate her. wind waker minish cap and alttp fairies are gongeous though

number four. everyone thinking link is cool and or hot. I hate this in universe and in the fandom. I don't care that the devs wanted to make him """"cool"""" he's 100% always a LOSER!!!!

number five I hate the hijacked by ganon trope in zelda games so much. STOP ffs please let ganon/ganondorf take the spotlight we all love him. or let another villain be the main baddie

ok now for ones I like :)

nunberone...SENTIENT MONSTERS SENTIENT MONSTERS BABEY SENTIENT MOSNTERS ILVOE SRENTIERHSDJKFHSFHAAAAA

GRRAAA ITS A SECRET TO EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! MOE THE MOBLIN!!! KING BULBLIN SAYING HE FOLLOWS THE STRONGEST SIDE!!! THE ENTIRE DARK WORLD ITS SO

two. npc companions...rips off my shirt to reveal another shirt that says I LOVE MIDNA AND TATL AND EZLO AND KING OF RED LIONS AND GHOSTIE ZELDA AND MEDLI AND MAKAR AND TETRA AND SIDON AND YUNOBO AND

number three...I love random gods and spirits that are just hanging out because. keaton malanya zephos satori light spirits what have you. theyre great I need more of that.

number four incredibly weird npcs. need i say more

number five soldiers being extremely incompetent and dumb or getting possessed. soldiers as enemies or easily corruptible people

number six that one character that doesn't like link. you know what i mean (revali. groose. mido. iirc ralph? maybe? I haven't played much of the oracle games)

number seven hyrule with a dark and bloody past. and not only that but a fairly simple presentation of it that's clearly hiding a more complex underbelly. its just neat to see simple, clear-cut writing tell you so much with so little. it's a big reason I love alttp; it's simple but there's so much grief in it

number eight uh. clawshot/hookshot :] good stuff

#asks #hehe!! #glider rambles

[sixosix]

haiii pookie snukums muah muah cherry pie :3 idk i just wanna give thoughts (and maybe recieve some from u too 👉👈) from the new trailer bc im bored and i feel like im being toasted alive... mainit

FREMI💀 no bc he looks like he can be blown away from a lil breeze. like a sneeze can turn him into dust💀 BUT BRO BLOCKED A WHOLE ASS HIT FROM ARLECCHINO WHILE ALSO HOLDING LIKE A 30 KILO CLAYMORE💥 HOW BUFF IS HEEEEE😭 (lyney at the side like a damsel)

speaking of lyney,,,,i saw somewhere, idk if its canon or not, but i read that lyney is canonically weak. not weak as in "cannot fight", more like, "brains over brawn" type of weak. his main strength comes from his big fat brain and i think thats hot (lyney as brains, thawed!mc as brawns. an unstoppable duo if i do say so myself)

Im just gonna say, arlecchino DID NOT MISS❗❗ when she chose lyney as the successor. bc think about it, the house's main objective is to adopt kids to make them into soldiers(or other stuff). so why are the children not doing anything about it? because they are blinded by father's "love". they've been provided a home and a family that they can love, ofc theyre going to do whatever they can to repay her kindness. i say "blinded by love" bc its most probably not genuine. arlecchino will only do things if it benefits her. so, in short, the children are being decieved into loyalty and submission.

and what is one of lyney's biggest/ most prominent trait? being able to decieve others very easily. he's a magician ffs😭😭 (this is probably why thawed!mc is hesitant/ doesnt believe him whenever he does something bc she knows that its probably not genuine. and bc of this, they're both miserable.💀)

like, he may not be physically strong, but that brain and charisma can bring you to your end in a snap. and that hot.

i only heard childe's voice but i feel like he's important to the lore. my manz been to 3 countries, and hes hasnt retrieve a single (1) gnosis😭 pack up boy ur no harbinger all u do is look pretty and get your ass handed to u THRICE😭 (i love him tho muah)

WIDNTRACE omg windtrce FINALLYY😭😭uueuedhhsuwh

ur so cool bc i just saw the ask asking if theres thawed update tmrw, and ur gonna do RESEARCH???? this is why i love u. marry me. pookie idc how long it takes, everything u write is so delicious. quality over quantity is so real ily. and i dont want thawed to end so soon....

i think thats all of my brain barf today. congrats again on 5k!!! ily muah♥️

HI AKAAGIIIII i did. i did see. i watched it from zy0xs livestream. first of all, ARLECCHINO IS SOOO COOL her presence… unmatched….. the lore ?! im so excited as a player and as a thawed writer!!!!

I KNOW FREMINET WAS INSANE THERE HAHAHAH the way he didnt fall back.. King. king behavior. LYNEY TOOOO HELLOOO THE LORE BOMBBB the throwback to him being chosen as the next King AAAAAA my brain was going overdrive (thawed!mc being brawns shes so stupid i love her)

and yes!! your thoughts on lyney and arlecchino are so true. arlecchino picking lyney makes sense in her perspective but the fact that lyney doesnt want to do it says so much about his character! lyney is such a well written character im so in love

i was so surprised to hear childes voice i was like oh gosh the thawed is writing itself?????

AND YESSS RESEARCH AAA i rlly rlly want to wait and see what the House lore is all about before i write thawed because i think i could really use it. not only for ideas but for keeping it feel like it could easily be an actual genshin quest.. TY AHAHHAA ILY TOO we shall have a spring wedding, like taht post about artists asking permission to draw fanart from writers (thats me)

#606:inbox #606: akagi0021

[silver-wield]

I'll admit, I don't tend to keep track of the dev teams for the various FFs beyond 7's so finding out Toriyama was responsible for 13 explains why I hate it so much lmao.

Ffxiii is all his. His scenario, his script, his characters but the designs are Nomura's.

But in a nutshell he ripped off ffvii.

Lightning is Soldier Cloud and by LR comes complete with a "real self" she locked away to be strong enough to protect her precious baby sister who's her entire world and she goes into crystal stasis for and kills god for blah blah blah and if you feel there's echoes of Cloud's promise to protect Tifa in there you'd be right on the money because Toriyama is a rip off artist.

Snow is also Cloud, but he's also Zack. He's the real boi all simpy for his one true love, but also super positive until he loses her for the millionth time and becomes emo Cloud because AC Cloud wasn't depressed because he was dying nauuuu it was all because he was emo and in LR so is snow. He's the most emo donchakno. Most angsty. Even more angsty than Soldier Cloud--I mean Lightning.

Serah. If you can't guess who she's based on going off the multiple death/revivals, being a super speshul priestess who sees alt timelines for no reason--literally no reason was ever given for why she's like Yuel--the excessive use of pink, being some uwu damsel in distress etc etc then I can't help you. 13-2 is the biggest flop of the trilogy because he tried to make his Aerith puppet the MC and she was too fucking dull and annoying to carry the plot.

Sahz is your angry dad Barret. Vanille is Yuffie. Fang is your tough secretive Vincent, and Hope the leftovers of Aerith that didn't fit into Serah, so the mother being unfairly gunned down, the dad being some distant educator type etc etc.

What about Tifa? I hear y'all ask.

Tifa and the Avalanche derps are also in the game, not that you'd realise. Lebreau is Snow's childhood friend who runs the local bar and looks after him and the trio who assist Snow on his lil adventures.

Top left is Lebreau and yeah, she looks a bit like Tifa. Toriyama was so salty he made her an NPC, which shows his contempt for her, and it's why Tifa's still getting shitty costumes and undermined in Ever Crisis.

Toriyama will never let go of the fact Tifa's Cloud's lover over the girl he wrote. And if y'all wanna know why Aerith is so toxic it's because Toriyama loves love triangles.

Look what he did to Yuel, Caius and Noel. Was there any need for that weird shit? Yuel's a child. Caius is an old man in his 40's and Noel is a teenager, but sure, let's have some weird ass shit happening between them all because that's good gaming 😬

Toriyama should never be allowed to head up a scenario team.

#ship war #for the plot #for the fandom