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nyxqueenofshadows · 24 days ago

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finished rgg gaiden so play diary time! took me 44 hours and i didn't even nearly do everything.

overall, hm, mixed feelings? i had a lot of fun with the new fighting style, and the plot's good, but there's pacing issues and some of the side content is grindy in a not fun kind of way.

anyway, notes below the cut. 5k words of 'em. yup. i've started dating them now so it should be easier to follow (for me, if no one else)

04/12/24

(chapter one)

I’ve missed kiryu more than I thought, the first time he opened his mouth I had a full body reaction, what the fuck have these games done to me asdfghjkl

ogikubo as in the guy from 7? that guy? huh.

the agent style is really fun ngl, the combos are slick and webshotting people is so satisfying

the lead into and out of the title sequence/op song was so smooth!! more of this please!!

there’s…no chat log. I’m only now realising just how much I relied on that while playing LJ, I think I might have to rewatch some cutscene or read plot summaries to make sure i’m getting everything I need here. hanawa especially, he’s like kuwana from LJ, for some reason his language choices are giving me some trouble. plus lots of Kansai-ben! normally I’m pretty good (lots of practice) but I wonder if it’ll cause any problems here

hanawa: don’t let anyone know your true identity. everyone within a hundred mile radius: knows kiryu’s true identity (edit: I love how this only gets more true as the game goes on asdfghjkl)

wait where did shishido go in that cutscene, did he get in a van and I missed it? oops

I can grab missing objects with the spider web that’s so funny asdfghjkl mister, how’d you get my ball down from that tree? *taps nose* it’s a secret

kiryu bro that’s a lot more than two guys 結構オーライの問題じゃねえよ

oh the ultimate attacks (motor reversal?) are in this game too! neat, I liked them in LJ and it’s nice to see more of them. fun to pull off too, tho they seem a bit less forgiving in this one? maybe it’s a timing thing (edit: yeah, it’s a lock-on thing. actually very forgiving, especially when you unlock the second part of them)

it’s so weird having an actual menu again and not just like, a phone. even the settings menus and shit are all laid out differently. (edit: did they do this to account for how you’re not supposed to have your phone in the castle? even tho you can take photos there *on your phone*??)

shishido is cool, I like this man already. his outfit fucks, and he’s got good energy in scenes. same with tsuruno actually but in different directions. they’re the two that have their own thing together, uh, 日本統一? or smth? so that might be why

they’re watase-gumi???? huh. OH WAIT YEAH watase wants kiryu’s help with all the shit going on behind the scenes in the 7 plot, got it, got it. …it’s not even been that long since I played 7, like 4 months at most? help.

05/12/24

it made me walk four blocks to not buy a cigarette? thanks guys

Yoshimura I Do Not like you. actually daidouji in general, I know they’re supposed to be like this and it makes them convincing antagonists but man. no wonder kiryu’s fucking miserable (aside from, y’know, every other reason).

is old ‘totally not a monk’ man gonna be the mvp of this game

the long battle through daidouji hq was really fun! good excuse to play around with the two styles (dragon seems to be better for bosses cos you can power through their guard) and the area itself is lovely

ofc we go to survive and Kashiwagi isn’t there!!! I know this is a thing for IW but come on!!! good scene tho, I’m liking tsuruno a lot

(chapter two)

the sotenbori intro was nice, it looks really good in the new lighting. plus the red eyes thing, a bit on the nose but neat little transition

akame!!! oh I like this woman already. she’s got great energy.

kiryu Does Not want to be here dealing with anyone’s bullshit and it’s very funny to me asdfghjkl tho he’s not changed, has he. like when helping the homeless guy out from the omi guys who were harassing him, he didn’t need to tell him about akame, but he did. very kiryu of him.

let it be known that as soon as I had free rein I immediately went to do all the karaoke songs. zero regrets. the fact that tonight has (upscaled?) moving footage from the game rather than still images now makes it even more emotional (to me anyway, a chronic nishiki simp)

ALSO the park is back???? the missing park that was in the pre-dragon age games???? what sorcery is this (…is it cos they needed somewhere to put the homeless people….)

the akame network has SOOO many things on the map at once, it’s kind of overwhelming. oh and speaking of the map why have they changed the colour of the icons AGAIN?? I swear they’re doing it every game now and it’s driving me nuts

wait, where did my bump into things noises go. you know, where you walk into a wall and kiryu’s like otto, or whatever. you give him dialogue for picking up and using keys but he’s silent when you run him full pelt into a glass door??? tho having said that yagami was the same, wasn’t he, and ichiban didn’t have any(?) even if the companions did in all three of those games…. but they’ve reused other audio, and they have audio for those moments, so just put them in rgg :sob: :sob: (am I the only person who cares about this, probably)

09/12/24

sotenbori is tiny but it still took me ages to get from one side of the map to the other, partly cos of being distracted by akame network stuff (why does everyone want lunch. nothing else, just lunch) but also cos of the encounters! the grace period is brutal, especially if you want to go past one of the spawn points

arms dealer guy is fun, looking forward to seeing more of him and his gadgets! him and the cigarette shop lady (I cackled when she tossed the firefly at the guy), I love when rgg takes otherwise normal people and gives them underworld connections

to the castle!!!!! all this going back and forth, kiryu’s never gonna hit net zero on his carbon emissions

it looks so good in there tho. the water looks a liiiittle bit jank, but all the lights and scrolling text on the walls, the people scattered around, the castle and arena looming in the distance, it all reeks of excess and I love it

ngl I totally forgot shishidou hadn’t had a title card yet asdfghjkl my bad. he got back at us for the mask (is the pink one always the first one, and then you can pick a cooler one if you ask the concierge? if so that’s very funny)

oh so that’s what the arena’s like. they’re reenacting battles from yakuza history and having people take roles depending on whether they win or lose. huh. they’re clearly having fun with it, why not. (first nishiki mention by name since at least kiwami 2, this was Not where I expected it to be)

is…is fake kiryu using a modified version of hajime’s gun moveset ASDFGHJKL I do like that they had fake kiryu say the line (死にてえやつらetc.) and whoever they got did a genuinely solid attempt at an impression!

the famed ryuji impersonator!!!! he doesn’t have a facial scar, but they really went and gave him the tattoo and everything. his moveset isn’t quite the same as ryuji’s either, it’s simpler, isn’t it. neat! (if they weren’t cowards they would’ve given us REAL ryuji but whatever. I’m not bitter, who’s bitter?)

nishitani III is gonna be a real piece of shit, isn’t he. oh boy. I liked the bit of shishidou’s backstory we got, even if it did feel like it needed to go here cos they had nowhere else to put it. it feels like a lot to say to someone you don’t know very well, even if you’re trying to make a point

why is there a locker key on the helipad asdfghjkl

10/12/24

(honestly I’m very sleep deprived and it’s fucking with my memory but I’m trying my best)

was gonna immediately go and do the tsuruno boss fight but then ETSUKOOOOOOO looking as sprightly as ever. bless her. haven’t finished her little plotline thing (I got distracted) but she’s always fun

I’ve seen people mention that gaiden feels more difficult than other yakuza games and I’m kind of inclined to agree, that boss rush/long battle was kind of hard! obviously it’s early days so there’s a learning curve to do alongside the difficulty one, but yeah, those guys hit hard! at least kiryu gets up a lot faster than yagami did

the little motion kiryu does to pick up a weapon now, kicking it up into his hand, that’s cool, big fan

tsuruno fight very fun! loved the intro and uh mid-fight cutscene? I was gonna say QTE but there wasn’t one

shishidou isn’t gonna be pleased with this outcome, is he

i…don’t think I understood all of the convo after the tsuruno fight. i got most of it, I think, especially the second half, but not having a chat log (and also aforementioned sleep deprivation) is not doing me any favours here. that said, good! same for the one afterwards with (surprisingly but not unreasonably bloodthirsty) hanawa, where kiryu gives his motivation.

I was wondering why the akame network was missing from the map and then I saw pocket circuit(!!!!) and realised. nice approach! including the side content with the main, and this one felt less contrived than the cabaret club one. (I did a cup, because ofc I did)

finished my first akame network substory, the one with the streamer and the ghost. it got a little tedious but I liked how it ended

time to go to the arena again? cool, but first to get shoeeeeees

11/12/24

shoes acquired (after doing a couple of akame network things on the way there and back, including finishing all-seeing etsuko’s substory) so it’s back to the castle! cos akame wants money money money (good for her tbh, she’s seen her opportunity and she’s not letting go)

(why can you gift her cigarettes???)

oh I’ve unlocked dress up, it’s so joever BUT WAIT I spent all my money on combat upgrades for kiryu nooooooo just you wait painted nails, I’ll be back for you

hammerhead was surprisingly easy, but having an open space like that was very useful for testing out the boots. flying up to an enemy to do a heavy attack is good fun ngl. I assume I’ve unlocked all the gadgets now? I have no more buttons to long press, soooo

the lounge is so pleasant to walk around, the coloured lighting is gorgeous and the pool! can’t wait to fill this place with allies. tho if everyone has friend bars to level up…..

サラリーマン太郎 is good tho, made me laugh

I usually complain about there being too many help menus in rgg games (looking at you LJ) but honestly I would’ve preferred one for zigoku rumble? just cos there’s the ‘order’ mechanic that it doesn’t explain at all. and this was a while ago but same for the cabaret club, it’s fairly intuitive but some sort of ‘hey do this to do this’ wouldn’t have gone amiss imo

did I spend all my arena earnings on more outfits for kiryu? you bet I fucking did. man’s gotta serve cunt in these cutscenes

I am actually looking forward to doing all the arena stuff, it looks fun, but! lots of akame network things to do, so I’ll poke away at those on my way to the next plot thing.

sunflower???? and he knows Kazama???? intriguing. akame says this guy isn’t being completely honest, but I can tell kiryu doesn’t want to believe that (he looked up to Kazama, he says, and if true that he’s a swindler then that’s different to kiryu’s version of what 憧れ looks like). hm.

CHOT DDT FUCK this substory has me hollering ngl. I literally did a spit take when the name first came up. I sometimes forget this game came out when it did and then they put in stuff like this and I get smacked with the reminder that I’m not playing a game from 2015 anymore (I think this is probably the game I’ve played closest to its release date ever tbh so that might have smth to do with it)

I got very distracted, I’m still in chapter two asdfghjkl

12/12/24

finished the chat gpt substory and yeah, saw that coming, that the prospective girlfriend was using it too. remarkably positive outcome, considering how things are looking now, almost a year after release…. (funny tho, good substory)

finally went back to the main plot and fuck dude…. even tho you know that kiryu’s gonna be fine (we’re not even up to date on the 7 timeline yet) they do really great job of building tension in those scenes up to when tsuruno comes in to save the day with a fuck load of money. kiryu’s value has exponentially grown since 1989 (or, well, maybe not. inflation, y’know). hanawa…. he’s really growing on me. (saved by kiryu twice? hm.)

also really well shot and animated, especially the bits just before hanawa refuses to shoot kiryu. his hands shaking, the way his face screws up, kiryu’s everything he has going on, all excellent.

MONK MAN coming through once again.

I also find it immensely funny that the game master system is in the daidouji hideout. like, the idea of kiryu going back there – where he was nearly forced to shoot tsuruno, and he and hanawa nearly killed each other – just to play like, sonic fighters is such an rgg thing to do I can’t even hate it

oh akame. I can’t tell if she’s genuinely that unaware or she’s just lightening the mood.

plot mandated arena? sweet, back to the castle to get more clothes babeyyyyyy

actually first I finished off that Kazama/sunflower substory and woof, I think I need to sit and ruminate on that for a while. really interesting take.

16/12/24

mostly more akame network stuff today, where am I gonna find a kappa in sotenbori??? (edit: WAIT I NEVER COMMENTED ON THIS AGAIN I was fuming, it’s directly across the river from the guy who asks. he’s LOOKING AT IT. grrrr)

the ryuji plotline thingy was okay? it felt kind of lacking in a way I’m struggling to articulate, tho kiryu being proactive to clear ryuji’s name from petty shit he believes ryuji wouldn’t do is neat. I also appreciate how fake ryuji 1 was in rggo ryuji’s 1999 outfit. nice little easter egg

also did some pocket circuit and yeah, it’s still really satisfying when you get a good build and lap your opponents. dangerous minigame, that

the arena is fun, but definitely doesn’t suit itself to being done all in one go (or at least not if you don’t mix up the kinds of fights you’re doing.) hangman continues to be difficult but fun to fight (he can just lift kiryu off his feet…) but I’ve not seen anyone else very memorable yet. also unclear to me if the pay to recruit mechanic works like the cabaret club and majima’s construction did in k2, where that’s the only way you can get those characters. ah well, future me problem

I love that the item available from the men in speedos on the pleasure boats that go across the sotenbori occasionally is 金玉 (balls) asdfghjkl perfect

oh there’s bond talks with akame!!! these are good, enjoy these a lot.

17/12/24

so I was originally gonna do a bunch of akame stuff before going to the castle and meeting tsuruno, but ended up not doing that and didn’t realise I was going into a fight with nishitani III so uhhhhhh yeah. lucky I ate smth at the fighter’s lounge first asdfghjkl

I was wondering how nishitani 3 fit in, and that makes sense. he *would* be a pretty big obstacle in shutting down the omi (and by extension the tojo). but it seems awful bold to have a conversation about what is essentially a coup d’état RIGHT IN FRONT OF NISHITANI 3 like of COURSE he wants in on what the castle newbie (who he knows shishidou knows) and the captain are up to. tsuruno, buddy, what was the plan here

fight through the castle is good fun, going into the belly and back out again. I like the little details of staff clearly on break (mainly hostesses but other evidence too, of people having to live and work there). the masks some of the guys wear are really weird tho, are they a reference to smth? probs not (edit: turns out the castle has a mascot. would love to know the in-game explanation for that one)

nishitani 3 continuing the nishitani tradition of being horny as fuck to fight (tho I would say it felt shoehorned in? but he sells it so it’s fine). my question is when kiryu is like 今やるのは喧嘩だろうな or whatever it was he said, what the fuck would he have done if nishitani 3 was like nah, I’m here to fuck asdfghjkl

fun fight! nice QTE! yeah!!!

Idk if it was intended that way, but when tsuruno keeps kiryu from beating up nishitani 3 more and also stops nishitani 3’s guys from attacking kiryu, it makes me get why he’s captain. he makes it look so easy and gets everything under control pretty quickly

akame takes all of this so calmly for someone who is essentially a civilian asdfghjkl

the little arms dealer rescue diversion thing directly after you get back from the castle was okay? I assume the bad guy there (I can’t read his name I’m so sorry) will come up again later. at least his drones are easy enough to block

poked around some other akame network stuff and KAITO I FOUND HIM AHHHHHH I wasn’t expecting this substory to be as involved as it is, I’m having a great time. the two have a really good back and forth and wait why is higashi damsel in distress again, rgg why do you keep doing this to him

19/12/24

finished the kaito substory! good fun overall, they mesh well. tho I maintain that higashi wouldn’t have been taken down by chinpira that easily! at least I unlocked them for the arena (isn’t sugiura there too? where’d he go)

I basically did mostly plot today, but ‘plot’, so running around with shishidou and tsuruno and painting the town red asdfghjkl tsuruno’s initial reaction is so funny, but he really commits to the bit after that. good on him.

it’s such an enjoyable sequence, silly and simple as it is, because the characters are clearly letting loose and there’s a lot of playful dialogue. there were multiple points I laughed, I kept stopping to get photos with the gang (shishidou’s subordinates are the real mvp of this bit, fight me) and it’s the kind of silly fun I love rgg for. they tease a karaoke night out with watase, I know this is never gonna happen but I NEED that so badly omg (edit: interesting to think about shishidou and this in retrospect)

I also like that you can do an approximation of some of the minigames with the watase gang, i.e. golf, karaoke, and billiards. and there’s new 合いの手for the karaoke purely for this one bit! delightful! HOWEVER the billiards game with tsuruno was an absolute shitshow. I’m not especially good at it to begin with, yet somehow tsuruno is worse??? there was a point where we were trying to pot the three (early days, I know) and I think we went at least four goes each without potting it At All. the only reason we got anywhere is cos I fouled and tsuruno literally put the ball in the perfect position. there was a point later on where he was gonna pot the 7? I think and he was RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE POCKET and yet still missed. I was embarrassed on their behalf. abysmal playing from all involved. I despair. AND I ended up potting most of the balls AND YET tsuruno comes in and pots the 9 in his first attempt. if I was a rage quitter that would’ve been my moment

oh also the fact that he’s labelled kiryu kazuma in the billiards minigame menu itself is very funny to me, it’s not like that anywhere else, only billiards. billiards, the all-seeing eye

i…should go and do some akame network stuff but I wanna reunlock the castle again so I can split my time more evenly? so time to finish chapter 4 ig (aren’t there only five chapters…..)

tsuruno’s はい？ when kiryu says they’re gonna recapture the castle while the nishitani 3 the king is away was excellent asdfghjkl between this and the going out on the town the previous night he’s probably wondering what the fuck he got himself into. or what oyaji got him into, to be more precise

20/12/24

I thought this the other day when they went out on the town, but if the plan is to make it that the kijin and the watase aren’t having a big public fight, then surely tsuruno and shishidou turning up to help out (the latter in a known shishidou outfit) messes with this whole plan??? nishitani 3 knows anyway, we find that out in the phone call later, so what’s it for? to keep the rank and file guys from fighting?

kiryu looks real good in that chair at the top of the castle. js.

so we own a boat now. neat! I’m sure this will have no consequences at all- oh great, killer clown came to say hello. figures the four kings are all クセが強い kinds of guys, we have killer clown, robot man, gunslinger, and a big BIG dude. with a dyed undercut (lots of half dyed hair in this game). gotta do the rest of the arena first tho, I’ve mostly got the team rumble stuff left now)

(I kind of suspected tom was going to be one of the four kings? but ig not. would’ve been one hell of a twist tho)

so there’s the sponsorship matches, right? where you talk to the ceos (or, well, 社長) and they say fight with my weapon! and so you do. first guy, relatively normal. pretty sure one of the hospital security guards had smth similar way back in judgment. second lady, HAS A WAVY LIGHTSABRE. what the fuck kind of progression is this asdfghjkl

quest for golden balls is at 5/7, I’m assuming at least one of those in the gambling halls somewhere, idk where the last one is. please don’t be mahjong.

25/12/24

this was like 30% finishing some akame quests I’d started and then 70% pocket circuit. those point restrictions are *brutal*. I could just look up this on a guide (and probably will at some point) but I wanna see how far I can get on skill and trial and error alone. it’s not like the matches cost anything, so :shrug:

there is no way this bar would stay open tho, not with their only(?) source of income being food and drink. that would not cover all the costs here, not even close. pocket circuit fighter could barely keep his place open and he was charging for both parts AND matches. tho ig the economy is doing better(?) now than it was.

(If you ever want to know what my brain is like all the time, ^^^ that’s it.)

02/01/25

god what the fuck was I doing. taking a week off has completely broken my stride asdfghjkl

alright let’s go do some plot, off to (not) kill nishitani 3.

shishidou my man!!! there’s no way he won’t be found out in his very distinctive get-up but whatever, I think everyone knows that going in, so. he’s also really helpful in fights but, wait, is friendly fire on? *fights some more* yeah, kinda! so we can’t do damage to each other, but AOE attacks that send you flying *do* work on each other, and if you strike at shishidou (and others, I assume) he’ll block you. huh.

(related but after the plot stuff I went back to the castle to do some zigoku stuff and kamiyama has amon’s cannon from 0 and my god does that ruin any attempts to get close to an enemy he’s fighting asdfghjkl spent half that match on my arse)

weird spot to bring up nishitani 3’s past but ig there was nowhere else to put it? also them using カミングアウトto describe nishitani’s reveal of his jingweonha heritage to the omi took me right out, I have no idea whether that’s a legit usage for it and I’ve just never seen it in a non-queer context but oh my god. need to check some jp streamers for that one I think

the interior of this hideout looks an awful lot like where the end of LJ happened. I know it’s not and it’s just reused assets or whatever but it’s kind of jarring

I kind of like how nishitani 3 still doesn’t have all the pieces put together. it’s nice to be on the side of knowledge for once, normally it’s kiryu (and ichiban) who have no idea what’s happening and are being given the run around by the bad guys. it’s still kind of that but we’re not the least informed in the room for once

also told you that shishidou would be revealed immediately. バレた～

good fight, good fun. his theme is great and tho I’m struggling with his attacks the way I kind of did with soma in LJ (that flashbang attack is brutal if it hits) it’s a nice challenge. first thing I did in this fight was pick up one of the gold women statues and was treated to kiryu beating nishitani 3 up with a full view of fake cunt, figures that’d be smth nishitani would be into.

shishidou just stabbed him???? a lot??? holy shit??? kiryu’s pissed, and fair enough. tsuruno and co are kind of treating him the same way that the daidouji (and everyone else?) do, as a weapon to be pointed at their problems and not his own individual person. (edit: wait, if none of shishidou’s stabbing was real, why does nishitani 3 have an eyepatch? he was taken out of the fire pretty quickly and kiryu didn’t do it. huh.)

he looks tired. well, no rest for the weary, there’s side content to do! *immediately goes and gets 100 on hands and then perfect on the golf bingo on my first try* hey maybe kiryu should be tired more often asdfghjkl

03/01/25

did the last of the plot before the finale (you know, the really long finale) and poked around some akame network stuff and that’s about it!

the like, powerpoint presentation of y7 plot points was a little eh but I get it, they have to speed run that or we’ll be here forever and it’s not that kind of game. so the time skip for kiryu comes just before uh *checks wiki* chapter 9 in y7, and it speeds up through to when ichi arrives in sotenbori which is chapter 12. the meeting between kiryu and ichi is after that, so are we gonna play that? the one where ichi gets all upset and beats the thug up. might be out of the scope of the game. either way that’s in y7 chap 14, quite a bit later.

really liked the convo on the engawa with hanawa, about what kiryu wants/doesn’t want. Hawaii gets a mention too! good scene all round. I kinda wish there was more of the two of them interacting like this. then again I did take a week break, my view might be a bit skewed.

had some time to kill after that so I finished a good chunk of the akame network stuff that’s not the arena. I’ve got like ten(?) missions left on the map, and that’s it? going pretty well. I’ve barely touched pocket circuit tho, I really need to get on that asdfghjkl

oh and I finished one of the cabaret girls. awkward. it’s similar to the photography minigame from k2 but with no mechanics to distract from all the y’know, fan service of it all. I just stared at my keyboard and waited for it to be over asdfghjkl

04/01/25

…why did I think the finale was four hours long??? it was less than two! ah well

it was good!!! the fights were all so good!! the bit in the courtyard where kiryu kicks majima’s blade into his hand and he stabs the guy with it MWAH incredible. was bouncing in my chair. more of that please rgg!!!!! (not kazumaji, necessarily, but combo moves). actually that whole fight. everyone strips (except watase) and it’s stupid and cool and god I love these games

especially liked the final one against shishidou (shades of the Aizawa fight in 5? ish?)! what happens to him after that is super fucked up though, I was kind of expecting it to come up again somewhere in the aftermath but no???? like I thought nishitani 3 would come back a third time (leaving akame alone with him is a WILD choice even if he has just been hit by a car) but ig not? him and nishitani 3 are just like that now, leashed to the daidouji, and kiryu is okay with it?? does he even know???

the last bit tho where kiryu sees the video of the kids :sob: for honesty’s sake I didn’t actually cry, but I was nearly there. the bit where kiryu’s showing haruto’s drawing to hanawa (who’s already seen it) like ‘look! look how good my grandchild is at drawing already! is he old enough to be writing yet?’ cos he’s proud but doesn’t know and GAHHHHH thinking about it makes me want to cry again. (also he can write, it says おじちゃん on the drawing which is another gut punch)

oh and kiryu continuing to stick to his ‘I don’t know you people’ line is both funny and also kind of sad. one, he believes that people believed he was dead (even tho categorically no one else has that we’ve seen) and two, if he explicitly says that he’s kiryu kazuma he breaks his deal with the daidouji and his kids are in trouble again. when he says saejima and majima(-no-nii-san)’s names, he sounds like he’s genuinely missed them too (as he should).

I know this is just me being super cynical, but the daidouji kind of feels like an excuse/leaving room for them to bring back supposedly dead characters in the future? not that they need that excuse (they all open bars, clearly) but it’s there now for all those characters who didn’t die or go to prison on screen. maybe this’ll come up in infinite wealth, idk.

alright! well, that done, time to finish all the side content!

07/01/25

making an executive decision to not do the rest of the hostesses cos they’re not fun and I don’t get anything out of it

pocket circuit is okay? ig? there’s just kind of a lot and my brain doesn’t like a lot. the arena stuff is much easier for me to do so I’m kind of latching on to that. both kind of involve grinding tho, and the unfun kind of grinding.

went round and did all the locker keys (those contact lenses are a godsend) and it actually wouldn’t let me open one cos I had a full inventory of the item, which was interesting.

also think I unlocked all of the fighters in the arena? and figures it’s sugiura I unlock last asdfghjkl at least I have him now!

08/01/25

why is everything so grindyyyyy

literally that’s it, that’s all my notes for today.

09/01/25

yeah I’m giving up on pocket circuit, the builds online don’t work and I can’t figure out one that does and I’m not having fun. I’m gonna finish the arena shit (maybe tomorrow, who knows) and then call it there for the game I think. there’s more I could do, but that feels like trying to artificially inflate my game time and I’d rather not, not when it’s not fun.

11/01/25

done! honestly laughable how much easier ukagami(?) is than mr robot man, tho ig with a well-levelled team robot man wasn’t so bad. was it worth getting there? eh.

#me #play diary #ryu ga gotoku gaiden #rgg gaiden #bright spots as usual are the cast and the set pieces #funny how i've had basically the opposite reaction to this compared with kaito files #with that dlc i wanted more content #and then they deliver with more content and i'm like no wait less please #asdfghjkl #not not less #more balanced variety #anyway #ishin kiwami next!#not queued

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the-firebird69 · 1 year ago

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U2 - Sunday Bloody Sunday-HQ

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Dec 19, 2011

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It looks like several groups are getting hit one of them looks like pseudo empire and they do say it does look that way and it looks like some Max and they do say that it looks like that too and you look at the people do it and you can't tell who they are so my son tried to figure it out a bunch of times and it's very hard to figure out you call them clones but it looks like they're shooting at Tommy f. Because the area and the disguises it's hard to tell who's who and they do sort of seem like trumps they're getting hit and yelling and taunting and people think it's bja but you see how it is it's hard to tell but then again it looks like Trump and son more than anything and that is what it looks like and it makes sense that they would be arresting someone of theirs if it was PGA in the secret meeting and it does seem like Trump is trying to take over and by force in the UK. A lot of people don't like them and you see the same thing in pennywise film you see what looks like Sarah with Trump in child format and the bad guy looks like scars guard and it looks like dan and it looks like the same people. And it looks like the same people that were in this video and a lot of people are astounded it really does and in the video bja is supposed to be the clown and it looks like he's the kid throwing rocks so it's kind of confusing and it's going on like that for some time now

Thor Freya

You know it's not us and what he says is it's not his people and Tommy f is not shooting at his own people so we looked at the video and we looked at pennywise chapter 1 and we said who the hell are these people so maybe there's this Asian guy who looks like a white guy in the movie and James Bond I think it's eagle Rock eagle eye and other people are saying it looks like them and they're going to it and saying it looks pretty close to this guy and it's the bigger guy who's yelling for some sort of helicopter rocket assistant or something who knows what the AIA is and it might be some way of transporting people but our friend is correct out in the middle of their performance of not really taken hold. So I'm thinking it might be Max. We started looking at it closely and we examined it and we know who they are for the voice and buy what they're saying and doing and it's not the trumps and it's not bja and it's not us and it's not pseudo empire and we think it's Max and there's several groups of them running around saying that their other people and doing things to people and they're blaming other people and Jim Morrison is actually where it came out it's going on now and it is getting pretty big people are starting to see it and they're horrendous by the way horrendous people

Biden

There's a whole bunch of people writing about it all over the world it's been going on for about a year people are picking on this guy so much he's picking up the sword and if so many people bothering him a day they can't stand it and we can't stand it either you people are horrendous to begin with and you're harassing him for stuff like you're biggers what have you do stuff and threaten him and stuff but if you add it together it's just a ridiculous situation and we're probably not going to any of us make it and sure asking for Mercy's ridiculous but you should see what you look like you look sick and stupid you have no backbone at all and if we're not manipulating you I'd be in trouble or in a fight that's true where's the sit there and do this doggy s*** too it's extremely annoying it is massively annoying you have no idea because you don't know what we do to you because if you did you would stop it you can't stand you s**** he can't go anywhere without this barrage of insults and asinine comments and stupid attempts and threats hey you're so stupid it hurts this guy Jason is dumb as a freaking used shoe and he's going down and can't even figure it out Trump has lost more wealth than I think our empires had and I can't understand why people just let him sit there you have a bunch of dog s*** you just a pile of losers and you're not going anywhere doing anything you keep asking him what do we do he's like I don't want to direct your army your pieces are s*** you didn't even do the job at all I mean you're despicably freaking weak I can't stand you anymore and our people here can't stand you he'll probably be the end of us and you just keep blabbing like little a****** kids your irresponsible. You forced him to ride you to death so he can get just just get by I haven't seen the kids do this in my life he can't stand you so badly and he says it's not that aspect of it that keeps him up and around he's not fueled by hatred of stupid people or even by us and I get that hey there dumb they don't know if she's there they figured it's two stones with one bird or whatever and I understand that but really you people are angering as hell this is the way to stop for hitting you and he said that too if he's bigger he's just going to throw you and doesn't care cuz you're a huge f****** assholes to him there's no evidence if you throw someone a hundred feet up into the air and the lands in a broken how you going to prove he did that look at the tapes that's true too I probably want to see that it looks really bad I told you to shut the f****** and here you are in my face completely and see if he goes zooming across the parking lot and smash into a light pole base that's what you said to not a car and crumpled into a pile of broken bows did I see that he hates you you're just lame and stupid this guy Trump is Billy Hicks I really don't have ability to do anything it's very intense because you mooch off his people to look normal. Is he says it's not a ton of power cuz I have to sit there and think of your stupid ass and what are we supposed to do with them you can't really help them and you can't direct them to do stuff blind and it's their nuisance and the threatening to look normal with nuclear weapons and things like that in the neighborhood we're going to get rid of these jackasses they're so damn stupid

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seleneprince · 1 year ago

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By "Self-defence" you mean attacking sinagogas around the world, spread anti-semitist messages, celebrate the death of innocent civilians that had nothing to do with what their government has done, record the rape of dead girls, behead them and proclaim that Jews must be exterminated?

By the looks of it, it feels like some of you have used this tragedy to finally unleash all your anti-semitism and hatred towards Jews, knowing that the braindead, uncultured idiots that buy everything the media tells them would side with you. That this "military operation", as Hamas calls it, has given you force to spread prejudices against the jew community.

"At what point are self-defence and resistance movements/groups okay?"

At the point where they actually fight the main forces of oppression instead of murdering mercilessly civilians. Hamas have killed and kidnapped more civilians than actual israely military members. They're okay if they're fighting for real justice and not using this excuse to attack a community, who by the way, still suffer discrimnation and harassment in some parts of the world.

Israel never wanted to wipe out Palestinans. Do you seriously think they would make another community go through the same shit as them? On the other side, if you really know Hamas' beliefs and doctrine, they fully believe that Jews shouldn't exist and they've been set on wiping them out since forever. Maybe you're the one that doesn't know shit about history.

I agree the Israel's government is full of shit and deserve to pay for what they've done, but your "resistance group" are attacking literally everyone BUT the oppressors. So, either they're really bad at aiming..or their fight isn't only against the government...

"Do Palestinians have your permission to avenge themselves after this?"

You've always had the permission, but y'all are "enacting your vengance" against people that have never hurt you. What blame do jews around the world have on this? Do you seriously believe they have any say of what the Israel's government and military forces do? You think they're been supporting the same system of ethnical extermination that they've suffered and fought against for years? You should consider of who you must get revenge from.

Open your fucking eyes and realize Hamas has never had Palestine's best interests at heart. They only care about them as far as their usefulness to their cause goes. When palestines were being abused, killed and mistreated by the Israel's government? Not a finger moved. Now they finally have an excuse to promote the hatred and erradication of Jews? "Oh yeah, we're fighting back for palestinians, for their sake" *cue them butchering civilians, defiling women, torturing hostages, raiding their houses empty and "clean" them. Not a military israeli HQ on sight*

Let me ask you something: Regarding the families and loved ones of all the civilians Hamas has brutally killed and the women whose rapes they bragged about, of those teenagers at the rave party that were massacred from the skies, do they have your permission to seek revenge? To feel enraged and mourn and demand justice? Or is this something that only applies to non-Jews?

Go read some books and check history before posting shit about a cause you don't even know the half of it.

@ pro-Israel and Zionists, is what's happening in Gaza enough to qualify them for self-defence against your murdering, genocidal state? Or do you want them to come out of this all cool and chill and forget what happened? At what point are self-defence and resistance movements/groups okay?

Or does that point never come because you've always wanted them completely wiped off Earth?

Because this time, Israel's acts were majorly exposed. You've always acted like h@mAs eViL without knowing any history. This time, you can't ignore what Israel did. Do Palestinians have your permission to avenge themselves after this? Or is that something only you and other white countries are allowed to do?

How do you now view the situation? Btw all this may be new to you but Israel has always done this every Ramadan, and generally every few weeks every year since decades. You've always conveniently ignored it or stayed oblivious thanks to propaganda machines in your countries but this time Israel's barbarity and cruelty are laid out for you to see.

#just because you suffered doesn't mean you have the right to inflict the same suffering towards other people #that's not justice #fuck Hamas and their fucking radical anti-semitism agenda i hope they blow themselves up #i sincerely hope Palestine gets their own state and Israel no longer has a say over them #but as long as Hamas are still standing I know this won't happen #pro israel #pro palestine #anti hamas #free palestine #anti israel's government #anti zionism

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latenightdislyte · 3 years ago

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The Dragons Treasure (SFW) Long Mian x Reader (feat. Li Ling)(Part 2 of ‘The Dragon’s Pet (NSFW))

Notes: Just a heads up, I made Li Ling a scum bag solely for the sake of this story. I adore him irl, he's the reason I got Dislyte in the first place and was my first legendary. Love the guy, I just needed a scum bag and thought he was perfect due to Ao Bing's and Nezha's rivalry.

Warning: Mentions of sex, mentions of the previous part, talk of pregnancy, name calling, swearing, being called names like whore and slut (only one time each towards reader), sexual harassment (from Li Ling). If I missed anything let me know!

It’s been three weeks since that night. The night Long Mian took me. He let me leave the Shadow Decree HQ a couple days later after annoying the hell outta him about it. I haven't said a word about what happened to anyone and just went to work like normal.

I thought that that would be it. That it was just something Long Mian needed to get out of his system and I'd never see him again. Until I found him in my house waiting for me a few days later.

Since then it's become a thing. He'd show up every two or three days and he'd take me again, like the first time. He was adamant on knocking me up. The thing is, I haven't told him that I'm on birth control. I know it's not 100% full proof, but it's worked for me so far and I could tell Long Mian was becoming agitated by the fact I wasn't carrying his child yet.

I needed to tell him. I wasn't going to stop taking them, they were to regulate my cycles and prevent them from being as bad as they could be, so I'd been on them longer than I've been seeing Mian. I just didn't know how he was going to react and it scared me.

I had just woken up from one of our 'meet ups'. These troubled thoughts running through my head. I was going to tell him today. He was always in a good mood after a session, cuddling up and tending to me.

"Is something troubling you my dear? You seem... worried." Fuck, he's awake. Oh well, I guess it's now or never. I turned in his arms and faced him. "I need to tell you something. There's... a reason I haven't gotten pregnant." His look hardened, becoming instantly scary, and I averted my eyes, unable to keep contact with them. Instead, I started absentmindedly tracing shapes on his chest. "I-I'm on birth control, I didn't want to tell you in case you tried to take them away and there's two reasons I don't want you to do that."

At this point he had grabbed my wrists in one hand, stopping their ministrations, and used his free hand to push himself up from his side and tower over me. His gaze glared down intensely, undoubtedly trying to intimidate me, but I refused to let him.

"One: I use them to regulate my cycles and keep them from being as bad as they could be and two: a reason I never expected to need them for anytime soon, I don't want a kid. I don't want to go through all of that. I can hardly keep my own shit in line, I'd be a terrible parent. Too much anxiety. Too much stress. I can hardly live on my own at the moment. I'm just so ill prepared for... well anything. My parents taught me well, it's just... adjusting to it all, which for me is going to take a long time. That and you're a Shadow Guard. I don't think the Shadow Decree have time to be planning around you being a father. I highly doubt the kid would be safe there and I'm not going to be left with the responsibility of raising a kid I didn't want on my own because your out there running missions 24/7. We aren't even in an official relationship now that I think about it. You're literally just using me for a kid and... I'm kinda tired of it. It makes me sick knowing I give in to you every time you show up. My stomach drops when I see you here, knowing that you're here for only one thing. I'm sorry, but I can't keep doing this any more. Please, go find someone else who's more willing and more prepared to give you what you want... because I want out and I want to be able to have a real relationship someday with some one who actually loves me."

My voice wavered at the end and I clenched my jaw and eyes closed, hoping to keep my emotions in check. An inhuman growl came from the man above me, expressing his discontent, and a gasp left me as he forcefully shoved my arms and pushed me off the bed. I tried to catch myself before hitting my head on the ground and succeeded in jamming my wrist in the process.

Long Mian sat hunched over in bed, fist clenching at the sheets, before slamming has hand down and throwing the covers off, another growl leaving him. He quickly got dressed and left, not saying a word.

I sat on the ground, cradling my stinging arm to my chest, looking down. I said what I meant. So why does my heart ache? Maybe deep down I was hoping he would understand where I was coming from and step up. Maybe properly ask me to be his, and treat me more than just his toy to use and try to knock up.

I took a deep breath. At least he left without making too much of a scene. Maybe now I could get back to my normal life not wondering if the Union was going to find out about us and fire me or if the Shadow Decree was going to try to get rid of me for getting in the way. I sighed, acceptance and calmness washing over me. It could have gone a lot worse.

Standing up on shaky legs, I got dressed in some casual, lazy day clothes and made my way to the living room to relax.

~~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It's been four days since I last saw Long Mian and honestly, I felt pretty damn good right now. No anxiety, well, at least substantially less anxiety than when I was seeing him, no worries and no more waking up unable to walk when he was done. Honestly, it got embarrassing sometimes. And now I wasn't concerned about the Union finding out I was sleeping with a Shadow Guard any more, so work was much better and not as stressful.

Today was my day off and I had just finished lunch with some of my family at the park. It was such a beautiful day so we had just decided to grab something and meet up. It was nice seeing them again, we all had gotten busy with our own lives there for a moment. It was good to just take a step back and relax.

Sadly, nothing can last forever. I was leaving the park when I bumped into someone. "Oh, whoops! I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there." "Oh hey, Beautiful. Been a while." Shit. It was Li Ling. He was nothing but a trouble maker and a player.

I specifically didn't want to work anywhere near him for the reason that I had heard from many that he loved to flirt with and make moves on his female subordinates. Just thinking about it made me uncomfortable. "What brings you here? Off to meet up with someone?" "No, I actually just got done meeting up with some family and was heading home. I've been in town most of the morning, now I just want to get home and relax for the rest of the day." He sidled up next to me and wrapped an arm around my waist. "What a coincidence, I'm actually off duty at the moment. Why don't come over to my place and we can... hang out a bit?" I knew what he was talking about and I was not in the mood for dealing with him right now.

“No, I’m fine. I’d just like to get home-“ His hand began drifting up farther than it should. “Come on! A little fun, then you can go home and relax. After all, you’ll need to after I’m done with you.” I pulled out of his grip and took a few steps away from him. He looked shocked at my actions. “Look, I’m not in the mood to be dealing with this right now. I’m not going anywhere with you ever. I want nothing to do with you, especially in that manner.” His look of shock turned into a glare. “I’m sorry, are you rejecting me? No one rejects me, people come to me, practically crawling, begging, for what I’m offering you, babe.”

"You mean am I rejecting your unwanted sexual advances? Yeah, I am. Why don't you go find one of those people who're practically "begging" for you instead of harassing me. I'm not gonna be another number to add to your body count. It honestly disgusts me that people go around bragging about how many people they've slept with or who they've slept with like it's just some game. You're nothing but scum." Li Ling roughly grabbed me by upper arms. "Listen here you little-"

The confrontation was cut short as something quickly whistled past in between us and imbedded into the ground. Another pair of hands came from behind me and pulled me out of his grip, one of them moving down to wrap itself protectively around my waist. "Well, this is new. A Union Ops Chief threatening an innocent bystander. What a sight." I froze as those words reached my ears, instantly recognizing his voice. Long Mian. What the hell was he doing?

"Huh? You?! Get lost this has nothing to do with you! Stay and I'll kick your ass and finish what I started with her after I'm done." Li Ling summoned his weapon and cracked his knuckles with an over confident smirk. Long Mian scoffed. "You're encroaching on what belongs to me, so I'd say this has plenty to do with me. This little gem has already been claimed." The hand that wasn't around my waist traced up my arm and caressed across the nape of my neck, where the bite mark would have been from the first night.

Li Ling looked confused for a moment before reeling back in shock. "What?! You've been sleeping with a Shadow Guard?! You whore, crawling over to those bastards to please you. Slu-" "Hold your tongue, filth. If anyone's a whore or a slut it's you, sleeping with anyone who comes to you. You have plenty of bodies at your disposal it sounds like, so why don't you go crawling back to one of them for your night of fun." Long Mian growled out the insult, emphasizing it.

Li Ling was about to argue back when his communicator went off, cutting him off before he began. He grimaced, glancing down at his hip, before turning back towards us. He opened his mouth to speak and again was cut off by the communicator. He ripped it from it's holster and glared at it's message, going off one more time in his hand. He raised the glare to us, teeth bared. "Consider yourselves lucky. I'm being called back to HQ for an emergency." His gaze directed itself towards me specifically, but he was still addressing both of us. "We'll finish this later. You're both going to regret this."

Li Ling turned and jumped to the top of a near by building and disappeared, the sound of his flame wheels slowly fading. I relaxed once he was gone, exhausted from that stressful confrontation, and leaned back against Long Mian. He moved and picked me up bridal style and took off himself. I gasped and wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face against him, not wanting to watch the scenery whiz past us at the moment as he ran and jumped across the rooftops.

It took only a few minutes to reach my place at the speed Long Mian was going. When we reached it, he skillfully slipped the keys out of my pocket and let himself in, kicking the door closed behind him. He made his way through my home and set me down in my bedroom, immediately looking over my arms where Li Ling had gripped me. I kept my head down solemnly, refusing to look at him.

Long Mian ran his hands down my arms and gently gripped my wrists, bringing them up to his mouth. He placed small kisses and kitten licks across them, nuzzling into them every now and then. It made my heart race and face flush. What was he doing? Why?

"I apologize. Sincerely, I do. I shouldn't have behaved as I had the other day. I don't know what came over me." He gently gripped my chin and tilted my face up, making me look him in the eyes. They held nothing but concern and... maybe something else. Adoration? I couldn't tell. I could feel my pulse increase. "My chest aches not being near you, not seeing you. It makes me want to search you out, if even to just get the slightest glimpse and confirm that you're ok. When I saw you when we were meeting up the feelings of possession and infatuation mixed and overwhelmed me. The only thing I came up with to deal with it was to claim and take you the moment I saw you. It wasn't that way at first if you remember. Those feelings just developed over time and, before I realized it, became the reason for my return day after day. When I saw that bastard lay his filthy hands on you, such a precious gem, my precious treasure, I almost lost it." Long Mian closed his eyes and rested his forehead against mine. His cold breath washed over my face and I closed my eyes as well.

I was uncertain about this whole thing. He did just get Li Ling off my ass, while also probably costing me my job, Li Ling was undoubtedly going to tell someone about Long Mian while leaving out what he himself had done to get back at me and attempt to ruin my life, that's how it always panned out with his type. But he could have done all of this to get me complacent again and let him back in without too much of a fight.

He pulled away after a couple of minutes, drawing me from my thoughts, and looked over across the room. He picked me up again and took me over to the bathroom where he shut the door and sat me down on the counter. I was curious as to what he was doing so I waited to see.

Long Mian rummaged through a couple of cabinets and collected a few things before turning to the large tub and began filling it, placing what he had along the edge. It intrigued me. Was he really running a bath? He poured what he had into the water, barely visible steam wafting up from the tub as he did so, a subtle mix of lavender and peppermint permeating the air followed suit.

He stood and made his way back to the counter, placing the containers down before turning to me, placing his hands on the hem of my shirt. "Come on, off with it." He began pulling it up and I tried to push his hands back down. He gave me a knowing smirk. "I've seen you bare multiple times, there's no need for you to be shy," "This isn't the same as then. It's... you know." "Oh? I guess you're right. I guess we're not in the middle of an intense, hot session with you moaning my name, too caught up in the moment to care about being naked or not." "OKok, I get it. Shut up." I relented, laughing lightly, and let him remove my clothes and stand me up.

He gently pulled me over to the tub, turning off the water, and gestured for me to get in. It was awkward, I've never had anyone do such a thing for me. I sat hunched over in the tub, hiding my front with the bubbles, poking at them from under the surface of the water. Zoning out, I tried to forget that Long Mian was there and relax a bit, but a sudden disturbance to the water and a presence behind me abruptly caught my attention.

Long Mian pulled me back sideways to lay against him as he rested against the back of the tub. One arm was draped along the edge while the other mindlessly caressed my shoulder, stroking it with his thumb. I took a deep breath and gave in, relaxing against him, moving my arm from being pressed between us to around his mid and lower back, pressing my side to his torso while leaning my head on his shoulder and closing my eyes, choosing to enjoy this moment.

I played with the fur that ran along his back and felt his tail brushing against my legs, swaying gently side to side, content. A small smile was present on both of our faces as we sat and just enjoyed each others company. We could talk more about what happened and what we were later. For now I was content to just sit here with him, hoping that this was his way of showing that he wanted to start again with a real relationship.

#dislyte x reader #dislyte #dislyte fanfiction #dislyte writing #sfw #long mian dislyte #long mian x reader

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andywinter16 · 2 years ago

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Glaives reacts to you having a tattoos - Tredd Furia

Autor´s notes: Hi, there´s mentioning of harassment towards the reader. (Not from Tredd!) So if this triggers you in some way, then please don´t read it. I want my writing to be enjoyable and not to cause any harm.

He would be a little shit. “You think you're tough with all those tattoos, eh? Let´s prove it in the ring.” “Where else do you have them, somewhere spicy?” ¬‿¬ You can punch him to your heart content. Teasing you whenever he has a chance. His overall attitude is I don´t care, galadhians have tons of tattoos.(The one that he shows around people at least) However when you start talking about them and their meaning, he intensively listens. When you are wearing something more revealing his eyes traces them. Truth is he finds them fine as hell, kay? He will lowkey fish for informations about your tattoo artist, if it was paintful, if you will get another one. He´s just being Tredd. Also you somehow notices that Tredd´s touching you much more. (He means no harm with it, but if you don´t like it, he backs off) You wouldn´t believe me with this one (I am shocked too), but Tredd, after incident with very touchy and rude fellow, become your personal attack dog. (He knows you can protect yourself, but something in him wants to make sure, that you´re safe)

The first time he saw them was in a very unpleasant situation. You swaped shifts with Sonitus because he was moving into his new flat. You didn´t mind afternoon shift at all, besides sleeping in was always nice. It was spring and whole Insomnia was blooming. You could feel it in the air, in the warm rays of the sun that danced on your bare hands and face. It was still quite chilly, so you took your Kingsglaive hoodie.( It was actually Tredd´s but you confiscated) So you made your way slowly to the HQ, quite ready for afternoon shift when some man stopped you in your track. “ Hey, you look like a fucking colouring book. It´s ugly as shit.” he sneered at you. “Excuse me, sir?” you tried to avoid him but he stood firmly in your way. He has got closer to you, the smell of alcohol oozing from him. The smell was so unplesant you had to cover your nose. “ A fucking refugee, go back to your shithole that you crawled from.” That man tried to grab you, but you swiftly evaded him. “The fuck you think you doing to them, shithead” In corner of your vision familiar red flashes from warp.

Tredd was peacefully smoking his cigarette, occassionally flirting with female colleagues. You know, just being himself. Tredd smirked, his favourite person was coming to work. He lit a cigarette and went to meet you. He saw how some jerk blocked your way and started harassing you. Oh ho ho, not on my watch fucker, flashed through Tredd's head. From his jacket he pulled out his old lighter and throwed it towards you. Magic sizzled and Tredd warped next to the man. He caught him by his throat and pulled him closer by hem of his stained shirt. Tredd looked ferocious, his teeth bared in snarl. “You fucker, touch them again and I will break your fucking spine. Now, get out of here or I will have you locked up” he pushed the man on the pavemend. “Let´s go Y/N, don't waste your time with this moron” Tredd grabs your hand into his warm caloused one and drags you to safety of HQ. “Those tattoos are pretty neat, Y/N. Don´t let those fuckers tell you otherways.” you were taken aback by his statement, it made you fuzzy inside. “Is that my hoodie, Y/N?” you grinned at him.

#ffxv #ffxv kingsglaive #KINGSGLAIVE #tredd furia #angst #tattooes #I shall never admit that I love protective Furia never ever #or that smirk #mentioned harasment #warning for triggers #mentioed Sonitus Bellum #Tredd is maybe flirty idiot but #he respects boundaries!#gender neutral s/o #s/o headcanons #mild swearing #Why did Tredd get so long?#Cuz I am your favourite baby girl #*very offended Nyx with Luche and Pelna and Titus

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yhwhsdaughter · 4 years ago

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HQ!! Manager being protective when people insult their player

(ft. oikawa, hinata, tanaka, yachi, osamu, kuroo)

Warnings: threats, physical altercations, bullying, public humiliation

I usually don’t condone the usage of violence, but I woke up mad today lmao

OIKAWA

the pretty setter was getting ready to serve, his fangirls screaming in support while the rest of the team took a break.

to the side were a couple of guys staring in jealousy, “heh, his weak ass gets a big ego just because—”

they continued their insults and while they didn’t reach oikawa, his team members certainly heard it all

teasing oikawa was different when it came from them because they genuinely cared about him,, but for someone else to continuously bully the setter without reason?? it was infuriating

before any of them could kick their asses, their manager approached them.

(name) was perhaps the most polite individual they’d met; always patient and kind despite their antics

“ah, i can see the misunderstanding that oikawa is a weakling. he’s got a broken knee and constantly pushes himself despite the excruciating pain.”

the aura surrounding them suddenly turned dark and cold as (name) clutched the shoulder of the main bully with an iron grip

“what about you? shall i break your knee so we can find out if you’re stronger than him?”

at that moment, their gentle mannered manager had the eyes of a beast, unyielding as the guy tried to escape their grip

when they left, the players approached (name) who still glared in that direction. “woah we didn’t know you could be so scary (name)”

now calmer, they replied, “you’re my team, i would kill anyone that tries harm you.”

it was such a matter-of-fact that the males couldn’t help but laugh “haha you’re funny too”

“am i laughing?”

that day they learned their precious manager would deadass commit murder for them

extra: when oikawa found you defended him, he ran with open arms, “(name)-channnnn marry me!” squeezing the life out of you

HINATA

competition hadn’t even started and people were already shit talking karasuno

“flightless crows” blah blah blah

as their third manager, you would be in the benches with yachi, supporting the team

however, hinata had gone to the bathroom and he wasn’t back. daichi had sent you to get him since the game was about to start

you found the team’s sunshine nearly corned by a tall player “aah you’re so short and you’re a middle blocker?? i’ll be looking down on you little shrimp!”

he didn’t get to say more because your leg swiftly hit the back of his knees, falling to the ground harshly.

no one and i mean no one messes with hinata without you getting a few hits in, regardless height

“oh look. you’re below him now”

mans was lucky y’all were in a competition, otherwise he wouldn’t have left unscathed

with that, you steered your baby hinata away from that asshole, throwing him a dirty look in case he wanted to try anything

if he did, you would not hold back. literally on sight

fyi hinata was totally not blushing the entire way back. everytime you approach him now he gets all flustered

everyone else is like ???

TANAKA

the ladies man, tanaka had encountered a group of attractive girls at the arcade so he decided to shoot his shot

when they declined, tanaka was prepared to leave them alone, respectful of a woman’s boundaries, but they decided to verbally attack him

“who’d wanna go out with you?” “yeah you’re so ugly, stupid baldie”

wrong move

unfortunately for them, you were also at the arcade, having heard how the entire conversation went down

you knew tanaka would never use violence against a girl, even if they were rude, but you would.

equal rights equal fights bitch

those girls never saw it coming, you grabbing the leader’s hair roughly and yanking it back, “you’re right, longer hair is much better”

you went feral; simultaneously slapping the others away when they tried to pull you off, your tight grip never faltering.

only when tanaka placed a gentle hand on your arm that you released her

“insult him again and you’ll be the baldie next time”

in short, tanaka now sees you as his personal deity. boy will adore you

YACHI

the third years were gone now

kiyoko had left the team in your and yachi’s hands, with you mainly taking charge as the now-third year manager

the team all sat together for lunch (yes, tsukki too), they were waiting for you since you’d been talking with a teacher

a girl in front of you side-eyed yachi, watching with envy as the blonde sweetheart spoke with the handsome volleyball players

plan brewing in that toxic mind of hers, the girl pretended to trip, spilling her lunch all over yachi. the team didn’t have time to react, watching in shock as food splatted on her lap

sis even had the audacity to say “oh sorry didn’t see you there” as if she didn’t just purposefully throw her food on someone else

worry not, because you returned the favor.

as soon as she gave her faux apology, your food was already making its way down her head to her shoes

there wasn’t a part of her left uncovered

“my bad, i thought you were the trash” you did not look sorry at all

half of the cafeteria watched this unfold—tsukki even making some snide remarks. you grabbed yachi’s hand, guiding her to the restroom to help her clean off

from that moment on, people got the message to never mess with the volleyball team lest they face the wrath of their manager

OSAMU

osamu was your best friend, the reason why you joined inarizaki as their manager

currently, you were in home ed, making the assigned dish but it wasn’t difficult so your movements were lax so much that you couldn’t help but overhear the conversation going on in front of your table

at the mention of osamu, your ears perked up

“he was SUCH a jerk. i kept asking hoping he would grow tired and say yes, but nooooo. apparently osamu thinks he’s better than me”

some of her friends looks uneasy at her inability to take ‘no’ for an answer but the girl continued on her rant

the teacher stepped out for a moment. “HAHAHAHHAHA” the class turned to look at you, laughing like a maniac while you chopped vegetables with scary precision and inhuman strength

“you sure got some nerve, harassing someone like that.. especially my best friend”

that was the moment the grew knew she’d fucked up. she couldn’t even answer back because the teacher was back.

you made a point to ask the teacher if you could be partners with that girl for the next lesson, making her gulp in fear as you ran a finger across your throat

to say the least, she stopped talking for the remainder of the class

KUROO

chemistry?? you and kuroo?? friends?? together in class???

a fucking chaos

just kidding. the two of you were actually really good students. the best, if you had to brag

despite being the teacher’s favorite, you were lowkey about it while kuroo liked to insert as many chem jokes as he could in presentations

it was kinda embarrassing and you subtly teased him, but never with malicious intent

during a lab, you got partnered with a bully. you tried to ignore him and continue working, but it kept getting worse.

the breaking point was dragging in kuroo to all of this. you’d rejected his offers of going on a date and when kuroo made a motion to ask if you were ok, the dude took it as a sign to talk shit

“seriously? him? he’s a fucking nerd. his jokes are lame and has shitty hair—”

your eye twitched. “oi you better stop if you don’t want me to burn your face off”

clueless in class, he didn’t know how to handle the material so you were doing all the work. he didn’t believe you

bringing in the acidic substance near his face is when he finally backed away, at which point you had already called the teacher and told them that he was playing around with dangerous chemicals

although it was the other way around, who do you think the teacher believed, their star student or the school bully??

lmao, bitch could ask his detention buddies out on a date now

kuroo: ??

#haikyuu x you #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #hq x you #hq x reader #kuroo testuro #hinata shouyou #osamu miya #tanaka ryuunosuke #haikyuu yachi #oikawa torū #kuroo x reader #hinata x reader #osamu x reader #tanaka x reader #oikawa x reader #yachi x reader

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mlwritingprompts · 3 years ago

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Submitted prompt: Temporary from the start

Edited a lot so it doesn't break the rules

AU Marinette and Adrien were born with super powers, and Marinette is a heroine in training. She has passed all the exams and tests. She completed her first few assignments and was send to Paris to fight Hawkmoth.

The assignment was too hard for her at her level, however, there were no other heroes available at the moment. She was told to just hold Hawkmoth off until another more skilled and experienced hero can take over.

Adrien's been playing a "hero" in Paris for years by the name of Chat Noir, but he never actually did anything to help people, he just ran around in his costume, doing whatever he wanted and damn the consequences. It's only Marinette's horrible luck that he decided he was going to 'help' her fight Hawkmoth by..........sabotaging the fights and only showing up so he can sexually harass her.

Marinette fends off Adrien's advances as best as she can, reminding herself that she won’t be staying in Paris for long, she won't have to deal with this forever, soon she'll be able to leave and never see him again--but some days, it's hard to remember that. He is relentless, and cruel, and some days, it takes all her willpower not to break down crying, or to attack him.

Some day she has to remind herself that even if she would be doing Paris a favor by taking the infamous cat boy out, well....she still has to have morals, doesn't she? Doesn't she?

She comforts herself with the thought that soon enough, the question of what to do with him won't be her responsibility anymore. The heroes she works with had ignored his antics for years, because he was considered only a minor villain that the police could clean up after.

But now, with him actively harassing her and endangering people, his status is quickly ticking up to major villain. And if she ever finds out about the Syren incident, his rating will jump straight to Kill On Sight.

Eventually, a stronger, more experienced finished with their assignment and comes to Paris as quickly as she can, horrified that Marinette, still a child, had been abandoned to deal with the situation by herself, with villains on all sides.

Marinette, with great relief, announces her retirement, and introduces the new hero, before leaving Paris for a paid vacation so she can finally get back to her parents, who she's missed so badly. They'd tried to insist on coming to Paris with her, but the other heroes wouldn't let them. The team is very controlling, and Marinette spends most of her time away from home, training, only allowed to visit her parents on special occasions like the few holidays the other heroes celebrate.

She goes to spend time with her parents, knowing it's precious, and not likely to come again any time soon. She doesn't even get to enjoy most of it, because she's coming down from the stress and trauma of what happened in Paris.

The new hero, meanwhile, is much more skilled, and mentally gives Adrien three days to start getting his act together. But of course he doesn't change in any way except for the worse, so she takes matters into her own hands, and uses one of her limited abilities to trap him in a pocket dimension where time won't pass for him, so that when she has the time, she can drop him off at HQ. For now though, she's just happy to have him out of the way, as are the people of Paris.

Well, except for the concerned family of Adrien Agreste, the local rich white snobs, who are so devastated by their son's sudden disappearance. Oh, how tragic.... /s

#submission #Show!Miraculous #Show!Marinette #Show!Adrien

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ladyeliot · 4 years ago

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It’s been a long, long time

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Summary: You never knew what fate had in store for you, as if it was testing what it had offered you one day it took away from you the next. It was almost four years after Steve gave himself up to save the world, but you had never given up hope of being with him again.

Warnings: Angst. Disappearance. Fluff ending.

Word count: 2883

A/N: Captain America First Avenger / Avengers Endgame. Some of the dialogue is taken from the film. Sorry for my spelling and grammatical mistakes, English is not my native language, I am learning.

Song: It’s been a long, long time - Harry James

1949.

The rumours of his possible return were fading with time, but hopes were not falling.

Nearly four years had passed since the end of the Second World War, and the consequences were soon felt worldwide, especially by those who had survived that tragic period. You had been present from start to finish, being a potent participant in the covert operations linking the US and the UK. Although you had not been on the front line fighting as a soldier, you had been on the front line commanding the actions they would take. In 1939 you became a member of the British Royal Military, then a recommendation from a superior officer led to you joining the Special Operations Executive, a British spy agency, changing your destiny, causing MI5 to contact you, and then you were seconded to the Strategic Scientific Reserve, a top-secret Allied war agency during World War II, created by President Roosevelt. Too many things happened in a single year, too many things that would change the course of your history, but the most important was yet to happen.

In 1943 you were assigned to Colonel Chester Phillips' training base, known as Camp Lehigh, where you were assigned to supervise the candidate division of Project Renaissance, the project that changed everything. Project Renaissance was a highly secret project run by the United States Government. Its aim was to create super soldiers to be deployed during World War II against the Axis powers, thus having a great advantage in strategic warfare, however things didn't go as planned and they only had one success, a young man from Brooklyn named Steve Rogers.

You could never deny that you didn't notice him the first moment you saw him, he instantly caught your attention in two ways. The first of them was his physical shape, he stood out for his small stature compared to the other cadets, and his physical appearance looked sickly, although his medical record didn't say anything about it. On the other hand, the other aspect that impressed and inspired you was his courage and endurance to face each of the tests they had to pass, as well as his cunning, all of which won you over, as well as the generals of the project, as he was selected for the Renaissance project. The time you spent together at Camp Leigh made you realise the determination and humility he possessed, traits that the other members of the group, or any other man you had met before, possessed only to a slight degree.

The day the experiment was carried out, that is, the injection of the Super Soldier serum into Steve was another turning point in your life, the young man who went into that machine was not the same as the one who would come out of it, at least for everyone present, a human being went in and a super soldier came out, although for you he was still the same Steve Rogers with 30 centimetres more height and greater muscle mass. From then on he became the secret weapon that would overthrow Hitler, as the leader of the project, Dr. Erskine, was killed which meant that Steve was the only one of his kind.

You would have liked to have been able to say that your relationship was moving towards a more effective environment, but you were really living in a period of war, plus your character did not easily fit in with the word love, it never really did, or rather, you had never shown any interest in any man. You were rude, you had suffered enough harassment in your job, a job by and for men, to become insensitive in several cases. You were selective with your friends and also with the people you could trust, that's why every time you felt any affection for someone you stopped it, and that's what happened with Steve at the beginning.

Frankly, there were not too many moments to show your affection for each other, nor to enrich it, but every occasion that brought you together, there were certain feelings in the air that were never expressed in words. You encouraged him to be more than a lab rat or a fair hand for the soldiers at the front, you also helped him from your position with the missions, which after his triumph in rescuing the soldiers of the 107th infantry, were assigned to him. You complemented each other, you understood each other in many aspects that no one had ever understood, you had faith in him and he in you, that is why deep inside you were waiting for the day when the war would end to discover what it would be like to be able to dance with him without any worries around you, but it was not that simple.

As if the universe itself was mocking you, everything it had offered you was taken away in a breath. Even if you had never extrapolated it, your heart shrank every time he marched on a mission in enemy territory, you used to find yourself behind the controls of the base of operations that commanded his missions waiting for his voice or news from him to indicate what the situation was, but the last time what you saw was different. It was all a consequence of your attack on HYDRA HQ, you had worked out a strategy to take out their leader, the Red Skull, Steve was inside and you later came in with the assault guard and became part of the operation. Things had gone a little shaky during the operation, as the Red Skull managed to gain access to a ship and almost escaped from the place, but at that moment you appeared as if you were a breath of air together with Colonel Chester Phillips to offer him the last chance for Steve to finish him off and gain access to the inside of the ship that was about to escape, but not before sharing your first and last kiss. Every day you remember the last words you said to him in person "Go get him." before watching him jump into the plane and disappear into the snowy mountains.

After that, the ship became a direct path to death unbeknownst to you. A few hours later, from the command post, you managed to maintain a direct connection with the ship, specifically with Steve who was still inside it.

"Come in. This is Captain Rogers. Do you read me?" you all heard from the intercom.

"Steve, is that you? Are you alright?" your heart raced as it did every time he was away from you on a mission.

"Y/N! Schmidt's dead.

That brought a breath of relief that neither of you had experienced for a long time, you could see a little light at the end of the tunnel that was getting closer and closer to you, but what you heard next put the light out again.

"What about the plane?" you asked still worried about his situation.

"That's a little bit tougher to explain," Steve's words were choppy.

It really was complicated, the plane was loaded with explosive devices and was clearly headed for New York City, that meant there was only one possibility and you all knew what it was. You tried to talk him out of it, to find a new solution, but time was running out.

"Y/N, this is my choice," a lump formed in your throat at those words. "Y/N?"

"I'm here," you managed to say with watery eyes and a hand to your lips.

"I'm gonna need a rain check on that dance," you heard through the intercom, as a sharp gust of air rushed in between his words.

"Alright," you hid a soft sob. "A week, next Saturday, at the Stork Club."

"You got it," he said firmly, making it seem real that he was going to show up there on Saturday.

"Eight o'clock on the dot. Don't you dare be late. Understood?"

"You know, I still don't know how to dance," a wistful smile appeared on your face at his words.

"I'll show you how. Just be there," you said almost begging him.

"We'll have the band play somethin' slow," Steve picked up the pace of his words, "I'd hate to step on your...

That was the last time you heard his voice, the line connecting the intercom to Steve went static with a soft continuous noise, that's when the tears flowed freely down your cheeks.

"Steve? Steve? Steve?"

Of course, life puts us all to the test, we believe we need redemption for the acts committed in the past, that often makes us lose hope that better times will come. Almost four years have passed since those last events, since you shared your first and last kiss with your Captain America, since you heard his last words and since you felt that thing called love. Now your life had been turned upside down, you had dreamed for too long of meeting him, of seeing his face again and not only through those war films, but your life went on and you couldn't keep yourself stuck thinking about him, that's why you had decided to leave the Strategic Scientific Reserve and go into a new project with Howard Stark, called S.H.I.E.L.D.

It was unusual for the month of January to have that warm morning out, although it was actually quite comforting as it had brightened up your day, and even when you got home you opted to start cooking to the rhythm of whatever song was playing on the radio, which was unusual for you. The open windows allowed the sun's rays to stream into the living room, offering that homely touch that the little house in the middle of a residential neighbourhood lacked. Due to your countless projects and missions in the SSR you had not been able to enjoy home life as much as you would have liked, although it was really your decision, that house was too quiet and too big for you alone, although the radio offered you the company you sometimes needed.

As if it were a special event you had brought out the table linen and arranged the table in the parlour to eat there for the first time, normally you used the table in the kitchen, for you did not waste too much time on your meals, but this day was a new beginning, a new year, a good time to work out new habits. You opted to open a bottle of wine, which had been a gift from your dear friend Howard Stark, and poured yourself a glass while you waited for the chicken to make its acquaintance in the oven. The rhythmic melody of Nat King Cole along with your glass of wine lifted spirits that hadn't been this high for some time.

"Love is all that I can give to you," you intoned as you walked around the kitchen.

The midday seemed to be going smoothly, until a crashing noise from the front door brought you to a screeching halt. "Ogh, Mrs. Foster," you said to yourself before taking a sip from your glass of wine to fill your spirits. Mrs Foster was the neighbour from across the street who was always knocking on your door whenever she could, hoping to whisper about the other neighbours and glean as much information about you as possible, the funny thing was that she always barged in at the most inopportune times.

"I'm coming!" you exclaimed, taking off your apron and placing it on the counter. "I'm there!"

When you reached the front door you took five seconds to exhale the air inside you, position your dress correctly, take another breath, roll your eyes and expose a wide grin before you very quickly lowered the door handle. We've been talking before about all the turning points that changed your life and shaped your destiny, okay, that was one of them, maybe the most important one of all, the one that set the rest of your life on track.

"Hello Mrs. Fos-!"

Your voice disappeared, your vocal cords seemed to break at that moment, your wide, false smile also vanished as if it had never been on your face, your eyes seemed to have no eyelids and your lungs ran out of air, leaving you breathless. What you saw when you opened that door was your whole life, every moment appeared in front of you as if it were a frame. They say that happens when you are about to die, but it happened to you when the person you had loved had returned from the dead and was prostrate before you. You couldn't tell whether your reaction was the most humane or what someone else would have done in your place because you had never met anyone who had. Soldiers sometimes took long months to return home after the war ended, but it had taken Steve almost four years to do so.

Perhaps there had been hundreds or thousands of times you had imagined that moment, and now you didn't know what to do, your limbs were stiff, you were grateful for it or you would have collapsed in those moments. You kept holding the doorknob tightly, while he stood there on your porch staring at you, not knowing what to do. They were the longest minutes of your whole life, or maybe they were only a few seconds, you didn't know how time worked in those moments, but that didn't matter, your emotions recovered when you looked into his eyes, those blue eyes that you had dreamed of so many nights and they were watery, that was the sign that told you that this was not a dream, it was real life.

The air opened again and passed through your lungs in the form of a gasp, you shared the wateriness of his eyes in yours and in a moment you were wrapped in his arms. You could feel him again, or rather you could feel him around you for the first time. His arms were around your back bringing your body closer to his.

"You're... here." you murmured against his chest almost afraid that your words would make him disappear again.

"I'm home," he whispered against your forehead before kissing it and pulling away to look at your face.

It really was him, you noticed the odd changed feature, as if the years had passed him by more quickly, but there was no doubt that it was Steve. He placed his hands on your cheeks cradling your face, that sensation made you close your eyes as you placed your hands on his. Gingerly, you felt his breath collide against you and the longing for his lips that had haunted you for so many years came to an end.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, leaning his forehead against yours.

"No, you're home," you murmured, taking his hand and bringing his palm to your lips.

The open windows of the living room let out the melody of the radio, as if it were one of those Hollywood feature films with its own soundtrack. For a few long minutes you stood there on the porch of your house, oblivious to everything around you, oblivious to curious stares or if the chicken was burning in the oven, there was nothing more relevant than the two of you.

After a few minutes without taking your eyes off each other you took his hand and went inside your home, there were no unnecessary questions, no comments that could break the moment, your gazes were pleased to observe each other and as if your thoughts were connected and the person in charge of playing the songs on the radio knew it, one of Steve's favourite songs began to play. Harry James' voice came into the room, giving you the moment you had wanted for four years in your case, but for Steve it had been many more.

“Never thought that you would be

Standing here so close to me

There's so much I feel that I should say

But words can wait until some other day”

His arm found position around your waist and your face found position on his chest. You listened to his heartbeat work to the rhythm of the melody, you could never have imagined ever feeling like this again, you would have made a pact with the devil on too many occasions to feel it. It was so unreal that you had to lift your face from his chest to look at his face again, to find out if it really was Steve in front of you, it was.

“Kiss me once, then kiss me twice

Then kiss me once again

It’s been a long, long time

Haven't felt like this, my dear

Since I can't remember when

It’s been a long, long time”

Life had offered you a new opportunity to enjoy it together, and you were never going to miss it.

“You'll never know how many dreams

I've dreamed about you

Or just how empty they all seemed without you

So kiss me once, then kiss me twice

Then kiss me once again

It's been a long, long time”

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fallout-drabbles-n-stuff · 4 years ago

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Hello! I really love your work! If you still take requests, can you write how would the companions act when they are sick and how would sole take care of them? Thanks!

Cait:

•Coming from a home where she was never taken care of, only to move through life in places where signs of weakness would've gotten her killed...let's just say she doesn't like showing that she is sick. My girl could be half way dying and she would do everything in her power to make you think that she just has a hangover or something of the sorts.

•She's going to be stubborn with everything too. Rest? Take it easy? Fuck right off, hon.

•She is going to have to fight this off herself, don't try interfering..it'll only upset her and cause her to snap at you if you don't stop.

Curie:

•She has no clue what's happening. HELP.

•She knows sickness very well, already recognizing the symptoms off bat- it's just that well..her new synth body makes it to where she feels all of it and it's quite overwhelming.

•Nonetheless, Curie will politely let you know that she's "got this" and pesters you about staying away in case she is contagious.

Danse:

•He gets really grumpy when he's sick. It's actually the best way to tell that he isn't feeling well. Don't get me wrong, he won't outright be especially rude or anything. He more or less is just more irritable, more apt to complain too.

•It'll take some convincing, but seeing as you are one of the very few people he implicitly trusts..he'll let you take care of him. And by take of him, I mean he's gonna gripe the entire time.

Deacon:

•You'll know when Deacon is sick. He won't be as witty, as "ready-to-go"..he won't really be much like himself in this state. As a matter of fact, he's going to be pretty down in the dumps. Catch him laying in one of the old dusty sarcophaguses in HQ, feeling sorry for himself.

•You can do small things for him, maybe bring him some Nuka-Cola or something..leave the medical stuff to Carington so Deeks can harass him later when he feels up to it.

Gage:

•Honestly, you probably won't even know that he's sick unless it gets too bad. If and when it ever gets to that point, Gage will be honest with you and admit that he can't keep going on- spouting about how "can't be making y'all sitting ducks or some shit".

•It may come as a surprise to say that Gage doesn't really mind being taken care of. Now, it's no super tender moment with the raider but..eh, what really is in the wasteland? Anyways- he'd do the same for you. You both gotta look out for each other.

Hancock:

•It isn't often that he gets sick, but when does..oh does he milk it. If the two of you are good friends, he is going to pretend he is just about dying. Sometimes you may even find you asking yourself if it's all worth it. It is.

•Although he may be annoying, he truly is appreciative! You'll know just how much Hancock cherishes what you do to make him feel better, and he'll keep it in mind to repay you sooner than later.

Macready:

•Whiny rat man.

•No, for real. He may have grown up in little lamplight where kids got sick all the time, but a piece of him just never got over that immature way of handling sickness. So..buckle up, buttercup. Every single ache and pain, you will be made promptly aware of.

•He uh, he fully expects you to take care of him if you are his friend. Especially if you are his lover.

Maxson:

•Arthur tries and miserably fails to hide his sickness. Really beats himself up over it as well. He's supposed to look as invincible as the brotherhood thinks he is- having a coughing fit during a briefing sure doesn't seem too indestructible. Least to say, he will be wallowing in self pity and bugging the living shit out of Captain Cade for hurried test results.

•You can try your best to take care of him, but his mood isn't going to improve until he finally feels like his normal self again. That's just the way he is.

Nick:

Don't really think he can get sick tbh...

Old Longfellow:

•Being an old man like himself, you probably expect him to take it easy when he gets sick, right? Well, aren't you sadly mistaken. This sack of crap is downing liquor left and right whilst fighting off whatever the fog throws at him like he normally would be.

•He fears no sickness. Sickness fears him.

Piper:

•She's pretty chill...depending upon what kind of sickness she is plagued with. Anything respiratory? Cancel Christmas- she is in a tizzy. She'll be constantly uncomfortable and feeling gross, so she won't exactly be a happy camper while the sickness runs it's course.

•She's amongst one of the most easy going ones when it comes to being taken care of. Just give her some tea and she'll be grateful.

Preston:

•For a lack of batter words, being sick makes preston very nervous. He can't help but think of all the things that might happen just because he's under the weather. What if raiders attack? What if you need him? Oh good sweet lord, it's a catastrophe.

•Please just calm him down..

X6-88:

•Is honestly just confused when he falls ill. It doesn't happen often. Even more distressed if it happens while away from the Institute. No Institute means not-so-easy access to medical supplies, and there is not a chance in hell that he would shoot up chems to numb the pain.

•Be warned. He is going to be one angry courser.

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chaoticgeminate · 3 years ago

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Growth

Guys, holy guacamole, this is part 6. I know it isn't a huge thing but I'm glad to know there are people out there reading this that like it and that means a LOT to me. We're getting into the fluffier bits now [the action will come back I promise] and I hope you're still along for the ride ❤

Rating: G [This chapter is more setting up than actual story movement]

Word Count: 3,838

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He was blaming the headache on a lack of coffee, super villains, and general exhaustion; since it was right behind his eyes Marcus was also going to blame the more frequent use of contacts now that he was back on the field too. “What do you mean Jackson is nowhere to be found?” With Addison and Lepido and all the thugs behind bars the only loose end to tie up was Lowell and Tech-No had been on the hunt for him since they rescued Eleanora, almost five months ago now, and the fact that the man was just gone set off alarm bells in the back of his mind.

“I mean it’s like he just dropped off the face of the Earth, Marcus. I can’t trace any known addresses or contact numbers after two years ago, there aren’t any obituaries either, and his bank account was closed three years back while all his credit cards are frozen from excessive unpaid fees.”

It wasn’t Tech-No’s fault and Marcus knew that but it was still frustrating, the fact that there was a loose end they couldn’t track didn’t sit well with the lead Heroic at all, and his gut was telling him that he was right to be worried. Addison, Lepido, and every armed thug captured had refused to talk about how they knew each other and why they were working together; Lowell was the last known lead on the connection between them and Eleanora.

There was enough on his plate handling the CIA and FBI’s attempts to get Eleanora under their control, they’d been harassing him daily now about forcing her to work for them and Marcus had been quick to put his foot down, and now with him and Missy both in therapy there were more frequent episodes of his daughter lashing out as she tried to work through her PTSD from the near kidnapping. “Right, I’m assuming you have something running in the background to keep the search going?” His glasses landed on the desk as he removed them, rubbing his temples, and Tech set down some ibuprofen for him as he slid into the padded chair across the surface.

Neither of the men spoke for a moment, letting the silence sit between them. “I do, Moreno, it took me a bit to come around but Eleanora isn’t what I thought she was and I’m sorry for blowing up at you because I was too stubborn to trust you. We’ll find him; unless he’s dead there aren’t many places he can hide.” As they sat there taking a brief break from everything Marcus exhaled heavily, feeling the sudden heaviness of how much had suddenly landed in his lap. “Have you told Eleanora that the CIA and FBI want her working for them?” Marcus’ reply was to instantly shake his head, swallowing the water and medicine in his mouth to explain.

“Not directly, I’m sure she knows but I’ve never said that I’ve been fielding calls and blockading their attempts. I will have to talk her into training though, because I’ve no doubt that they’ll try to frame her for some sort of federal crime to get to her and the only way she’d be safe is if she’s officially a Heroic.”

Tech-No hummed and tapped his knuckles against his knee before sitting up straighter. “Have her run HQ.” The remark had Marcus’ head shooting up, after Granada and Ojo left Earth the rest of HQ had fallen under his responsibility as well and Marcus had been looking for a possible replacement for a while now. “You and I know she’d be able to sniff out any of the executives and department heads doing anything remotely illegal or improper here, it would also give her a little leeway with the red tape issue as long as she had probable cause to investigate, and it would allow her a safer environment to use and learn her powers. Plus our system would easily be the most secure in the world with her help.” Tech-No raised many good points and Marcus sat back in his chair with a heavy sigh.

“I’ll talk to her about it.”

Tech nodded and left with the promise to spend one more day digging as deep as he could before letting the analysts and software keep hunting for Lowell, leaving Marcus to his office, and the man grabbed his phone before sending Eleanora a message about coming to his place for dinner so he could talk to her. Tech-No’s idea wasn’t a bad one at all, it would also allow them to make sure she was around a secure building most of the day while Lowell was on the loose and they still had no idea who was after her, though Marcus could only privately admit he was happy to have someone who might help make this place run smoother so he could focus on the team and the kids.

“Hang on.”

With Missy at Anita’s place it was just her and Marcus, which she may have read into just a little bit when she arrived, but the hero was clearly worked up about something and the moment she asked him what was wrong he’d basically hurled out a slew of information in what seemed like a single breath. “Let’s see how much of that word vomit I actually heard, okay? You said the CIA and FBI have been trying to get me to work for them and you’ve been fielding their attempts?” His head bobbed and she could tell he was embarrassed by his initial attempt at communication, now not bothering to speak or elaborate, but she could handle that much.

“Thank you for that, it means a lot to me. You’re also worried they’ll try and frame me for some Federal crime and use the threat of prison time as a way to make me use my powers at their call?”

Another nod.

“So you want me to run Heroics HQ while you lead the team as a way to not only secure HQ’s network but to prevent them from being able to touch me since I’ll have a public presence as a Hero.”

As he nodded again, rapidly this time, she allowed herself a moment to contemplate it; given that it was certainly not an avenue she’d even considered. Marcus opened his mouth and then closed it, hesitating, and she tipped her head to the side so he’d continue saying whatever he’d planned to. “It’s also- there’s no doubt in my mind that a lot of things are going under the radar that I don’t have the time to investigate and I’m kind of ashamed to say Tech-No had to remind me of that.” Eleanora leaned back in the seat slightly as she let his statement sit with her, having him confess that he could suspect or at least consider his executives pulling shady crap was a real show of how much he’d changed throughout the past few months.

Even now she could still see him as the man who referred to Heroics HQ as a “paragon” of true justice to the press; it was refreshing to know that even he could grow to see that the Heroics weren’t infallible to possible corruption, and Eleanora chewed on her lower lip for a long moment before she nodded. “Do you have a contingency plan for the possibility that the FBI and CIA release my ‘criminal’ status to the public?” His eyes were bright behind his lenses as he smirked and handed her something he’d printed out, it was a report from Heroics HQ about all the predators and thieves she’d confessed to hacking to expose their misdeeds to the public, and Eleanora realized he’d gone through and listed them as sanctioned investigations.

Marcus fiddled with the excess leather on the strap of his communicator, a nervous habit that she’d noticed from him, but his expression was far from nervous. “There’s a clause in the Heroics’ contract with the global governments, we’re allowed to sanction vigilante work so long as the outcome was positive for the affected community, and your situation fits it. But to sanction it you have to be an employee of Heroics HQ in some way, the moment you sign on as the HQ Director is when I can sign this off as the Heroics Field Director and they can’t pursue you for any of it.” Freedom was right there in her hands, the document in her hands was the key to shaking the never ending paranoia lurking in her heart, and she knew she was crying but the flood of relief she felt was overwhelming.

Setting the pages down to avoid crinkling them, or getting her tears on them, all she could do was hastily wipe away the briny liquid on her cheeks and nod rapidly at the man in the seat beside her as he handed her a napkin. Only after she managed to calm down did he help compose her resignation letter to the hospital, since dinner was still in the oven with plenty of time until it was ready, and Eleanora hoped that this would be the start to something better.

All she ever wanted was to be someone that helped shape and change the world for the better.

“Are you for real, Moreno?”

Lacking the decency to even knock awarded Miracle Guy the sight of Marcus directing the second desk being moved into the office by the furniture delivery team, per Eleanora’s request, that way if he had paperwork he needed to do as the Field Director they could coordinate better and prevent miscommunication. That and she’d specifically told him that the office was too big for one person, something he could agree with now that he was seeing how much cozier it looked, and now he didn’t have to move all of his things to a separate room that he was hardly going to be in. “I see you finally checked your e-mails, Jimmy, I sent that out yesterday.” Both men knew that Miracle Guy had no excuse to have not seen it, the “Heroics’ own Superman” was almost always on his phone catering to his fans on social media if he wasn’t doing work or training.

Marcus crossed his arms as the other hero exhaled loudly, displeasure visible in his stance. “Running back to desk work and lightening your work load?” For a moment he was confused before Marcus was able to discern what the other man meant by his question.

“I’m staying on the field and leading the team still, this is just a way to make sure nothing at HQ goes amiss while I’m not here to handle things.” Part of him had expected the Heroics to argue against Eleanora being appointed the Director of HQ, given that they didn’t seem to have as much faith in her being truly good as he did, but so far everyone else had been supportive of the move. Even this morning SharkBoy had come in and said he was looking forward to the chaos she’d bring to the ‘suit brigade’ on the executive floor.

The two delivery men thanked him for the order and Marcus signed it off once he was certain the desk was assembled correctly and the bookshelves weren’t going to fall, leaving him with Miracle Guy as the door closed behind the men once they left.

After a searching look the PR menace smirked and shifted his weight to lean on the bookshelf near him. “So should we get a chaperone up here? Since you’ll be sharing an office with your little crush?” Miracle burst into laughter as the paper clips in his desk holder exploded all over the employee folder he’d begun making for Eleanora with HR. “You are far from subtle about your attraction to her, Moreno, I’m sure even Caballero knows you’re smitten. But don’t fuck it up, she’s actually pretty chill and she’s good with the kids.” Marcus threw his hands up in surrender, they still had days before Eleanora’s two weeks at the hospital were officially over but he had wanted to surprise her with her space ready on day one.

He earned a slap on the back, a hard one, and a roar of Jimmy’s raucous laughter. “Just be yourself, old man, you can be pretty cool sometimes too and somehow raised a really cool kid. Let’s get to work on the kids’ training, they’re moving onto practice weapons today.” Tension shot down his spine at the reminder and Marcus exhaled with a nod, it was inevitable but they would need to begin working with something that wasn’t just their powers to decide what alternate tools they wanted to keep on their person, and he couldn’t help but glance at the other hero as the man strut down the hall like nothing could bother him.

“I’m really that obvious?”

More laughter followed him down the hall toward the elevator.

Noise filled the space of the bar around them and Eleanora laughed as Kelsey and James mimed out a conversation with one of the doctors from Neurology, someone the entire CS department had gripes with for his tendency to request very specific tools without requesting the proper time for cleaning and sanitization between scheduled procedures. They were definitely getting dirty looks from some of the patrons with how loud they were laughing and carrying on but this was their way to celebrate her new job and Eleanora was going to enjoy it.

“So I reminded him we had other tungsten plated forceps and he just, like, scoffed and told me he wanted the ones with the laser etching on them and not the dot matrix even though all the new instruments are switching over to dot matrixes. I had to go all the way up to the OR and fetch them just to bring them back down and start the cleaning process with the rest of the tools and let me tell you I wanted to throw the pack at him when I was done.” Kelsey’s rant ended with her making a gesture like she’d chucked the blue-wrap parcel of sterilized tools and everyone at the table either laughed or nodded in sympathy, it wasn’t a glamorous career but they still got treated like crap from the medical staff despite being trained and certified for what they did.

Honestly she was going to miss it, the team always had the best drama to tell and could always make her laugh, but for her own freedom and the safety of anyone involved in her life this was for the best. There was no telling what sort of threat loomed against her be it villains, government, or even just everyday people now that she was publicly introduced as the future Heroics Director. “Send me a picture when he finds out that all the instrumentation markings are being changed, please.” Eleanora’s hands clapped together in prayer and James held up his glass in a gesture of approval.

“I got you, boo. Make sure you keep in touch, yea? Heroics job or not we came first as your friends.”

“As if I’d give you guys up, depending on what the medical ward needs I may offer to poach you all.”

“That’s what I’m talkin’ about, slap ‘em around with your new boss power.”

Beth and Lucas nudged her between laughter and motioned to where Blinding Fast was now standing in the doorway, looking around the space, and she waved when he noticed her. The hero sauntered over sans super suit and offered a hesitant grin before letting out a little yelp when Beth tugged his arm so he sat at the last seat. “Checking up on your sort-of boss? Or do heroes get time off?” The question earned a chuckle from the man.

Seeing a new colleague merged with her former ones just felt right, like a proper transition. “We get time off as long as Moreno doesn’t call on us. I know the public knows me as Blinding Fast but my name is actually Lu Jie.” Seeing him in a dressed down pair of khakis with simple sneakers and a tee shirt really did erase some of the hero image that he carried, his hair wasn’t slicked down from gel to prevent the mess it became when he used his super speed… he was more human like this.

“Lu is your surname, right?” James’ question earned a nod and Eleanora took a drink of her cocktail as James’ launched into a story of when he had visited Japan with his family and accidentally used informal address with everyone because of the name order differences. Jie burst into laughter and Eleanora nearly spat her drink on the table when Marcus walked in with Miracle Guy and Red Lightning, the team of heroes had apparently gotten sitters tonight.

Lucas grabbed her arm with a peal of laughter as the karaoke set was turned on, finally, and shoved her toward the DJ. “I kicked us off last week, it’s your turn!” Eleanora shot him a betrayed look before deciding to go with her original choice for her first song of the night and smiled as the song started, the acoustic opening making all her friends smile as they recognized what she’d picked, and a few others at the bar perked up too.

By the end of her chosen song most of the bar had joined in her performance, classes raised and filled and an echoing chorus of ‘Here’s to Us’ following her own voice through the mic. Beth tagged out with her as Eleanora bowed dramatically to everyone and accepted her refilled glass from Marcus, who had moved to stand closer to her, and she didn’t miss the way Lucas’ brows wiggled playfully when the hero leader turned to answer one of Jie’s questions.

Nobody noticed her kick him under the table at least but she couldn’t fight the way her cheeks warmed as Marcus turned the full weight of his attention onto her. “I didn’t know you could sing.” He was teasing with his tone of false accusation but it still drew a flustered sputtering out of her as she tried to figure out how to even respond, there was no way he was flirting with her and reading into it with lowered inhibitions screamed ‘bad move’ like an air raid siren in her head.

“Bet she’s better than you are, Moreno.” Lavagirl’s interruption was a blessing since the man shot an accusatory look at his fellow hero, giving Eleanora just a second to breathe again, and Miracle Guy’s furrowed brow loosened as his mouth popped open just slightly before he grinned slowly. When his eyes darted to the man just behind her and Eleanora stiffened she thought the blond hero was going to wiggle his way out of the seat he’d stolen from Jie.

Crushing Low shoved the man hard. “Stop squirming, Jimmy; if you have to piss there is a bathroom.” The remark was delivered with teasing and drew laughter from the others and Eleanora was glad that he did take the offered out.

Though she ended up howling with laughter that he ended up putting a song in for Marcus to sing.

But the fact that he’d even managed to convince Marcus Moreno to sing ‘I’m Too Sexy’ was nothing compared to Marcus’ revenge coming in the form of ‘Barbie Girl’ by Aqua for the blond hero.

Twitter was already having a field day by the time final call was made, most of them were drunk, and Eleanora hiccupped as she leaned on Marcus outside of the bar as he made sure her friends were safely tucked into James’ car so they could get home. It had come as a bit of a surprise when he’d offered to drive her back to her apartment, so that she didn’t have to cram into the small sedan, and her friends had made sure she’d accepted. “Let’s get you home and into bed, pícara.” He had already handled the rest of the heroes’ rides home and she couldn’t fight the giggle that bubbled out of her as he tugged her wrist gently, stumbling a little after him.

What she hadn’t counted on was the hero pausing to scoop her up, one arm under her knees and the other in the middle of her back, and Eleanora stared up at him as he held her like some sort of princess with his eyes on his car. The effortless way he did it made her blood sing and she knew her face was probably flushed, the lingering idea that maybe he did see her as someone he could begin a relationship with lurked at the back of her mind, and as he put her in the passenger seat of his car the soft smile he had on his face set her heartbeat racing.

But neither of them expected her skin to shine with static and accidentally start the car when he bushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Marcus’ loud laughter as Eleanora squeaked into her hands to hide her face was muffled when he closed the car door to get moving, since it was quarter past two in the morning and he had a child to care for, but when she felt the touch of his fingertips on hers the static that was building again dispersed rapidly and caused that pins and needles sensation to flood her hands and travel up her arms.

“Pobre cosa. Are you a little flustered? Good.”

He was flirting with her.

“W-why?”

As if it couldn’t get worse she practically breathed the question out, struggling to comprehend what was happening.

“Planeo hacerte mía, pícara. Es por eso.”

“I don’t- I don’t speak Spanish.”

“I know.”

Eleanora wanted to be frustrated but that rasping baritone speaking such fluid words that she couldn’t understand had taken all of her ability to feel anything other than her racing heartbeat, staring at the side of his face as the hero smiled like he hadn’t just ripped a rug out from under her feet.

Nothing else was said until he pulled up to her building, led her up the stairs, and waited for her to unlock her apartment door with shaking hands. “Thank you for- for the ride home, Marcus.” His eyes were focused on her face now and Eleanora could only feel something intense in the way he watched her.

“Buenas noches, mi pícara.”

One of his hands lifted to hold her cheek before Marcus leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead and ushered her back to close her door.

The lock slid itself home without her touching it.

Eleanora barely made it to her bean bag chair before she collapsed, face first into the plush surface, and as she let herself bask in the feeling of his warm lips on her forehead the static sensation discharged into the room and blew the bulb in her overhead light.

Fuck.

Translations: These came from Google Translate, if they’re wrong let me know and I’ll fix them!]

Pícara - Sassy girl

Pobre cosa - Poor thing

Planeo hacerte mía - I plan to make you mine

Es por eso - That’s why

Buenas noches, mi pícara - Good night, my sassy girl

Part Seven

#chaoticwrites #marcus moreno x ofc #we can be heroes fic #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal character fic #marcus moreno fanfic

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op-sheepy · 4 years ago

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6. dark law, 19. Davy Back, 36. the whimsical captain trafalgar law, 55. marine pet AU!

Oh, good eye. Those are some of my favorites.. Here is another long one under the cut. Also sorry for the late response. :D

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6. Dark Law

Essentially my take (one of them at least) on what would have happened had Corazon not taken Law from the Donquixote pirates but left anyway when he thought Law had ratted him out.

Some details regarding this:

Rocinante returns to the marines and was able to submit the intelligence he'd gathered. This doesn't do much except inconvenience Doflamingo, as already acknowledged during Law and Doffy's fight.

Vergo gets discovered so he just goes back to the family.

Law does not eat the Ope Ope no mi since Doflamingo never intended for him to. At least, initially.

Because, I'm assuming, not everyone can perform the "Perennial Youth Operation," as it was stated they needed to be 'wise' or 'knowledgeable' and being a doctor does not really automatically equal that, Doflamingo had to kill the users he had chosen when none of them could do it so the fruit could go back to the circulation and he could feed it to the next potentially qualified person he could find.

Law's Amber Lead Syndrome got healed by one of these users though it was only because Law, himself, taught them how to (being familiar with the disease through his father's research as well being a good doctor)

Eventually, everyone realizes that Law is actually the most suited to wield the fruit (all the other smart doctors either having a fruit already or are simply inaccessible), certain that Law would be able to figure out how to do the ultimate technique. So, reluctantly, because he does care in his twisted conditional way, Doflamingo gives the Ope Ope no Mi to Law.

Law at this point had been raised as Doffy's right hand, all according to his plan. While he truly considers Law family and might genuinely regret making him give up his life, Doffy would still ask it from him because there is nothing more important than Doflamingo and his goals. A sentiment that almost everyone in his family considers true.

And Law... well...

Doflamingo rested both hands on Law's shoulders. His tinted glasses peering down, voice heavy with regret, "I wish there was another way."

Law's face remained impassive only broken by a small wistful twitch of his lips. It almost looked like a smile. He grasped Doflamingo's arm and directed him towards the operating table.

"You have taught me many lessons one of which was the futility of wishing for better circumstances." Law seated him and prepared his equipment.

"You taught me to take advantage of any situation by using whatever it is at my disposal." Carefully, he opened a package of sterile gloves. It wasn't really needed but the ritual of opening the pack and putting the gloves on one hand at a time always helped settle his nerves.

"I had expected you to do the same so I'd been prepared for this even before you gave me the fruit." Law lifted his eyes as he slid the first glove in place. "Don't feel too bad. I really am grateful for everything you've done for me. This is just me returning the favor."

He slid the other glove and stretched it over his hand. Softly, almost a whisper, without taking his eyes off his would-be patient, "I wish there was another way too." The snap that followed the release of the glove was too loud in the small operating room.

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19. Davy Back

Early Heart Pirates stuff. And another workaround for writing with at least one of the nameless Heart Pirates.

A Davy Back Fight is initiated for an abused crew member of the opposing crew because Penguin couldn't help himself. The rules are a work in progress, hence this fic's state in limbo.

I really like writing about how these guys were when starting out. They probably looked too adorable, to be honest, so in the harsh North Blue they must have had a hard time getting treated seriously. Not that that would have bothered them (I honestly think they exploited it a lot.)

The enemy captain stared intently at each Heart Pirate then at the list of members given to him. The man didn't bother controlling the upward curl of his mouth.

"No powers. No weapons. Sumo wrestling with your navigator and hand-to-hand combat with your doctor."

Shachi choked and struggled a little bit to get his breathing back to normal. He waved away Penguin's hands patting his back. The pats were a little too harsh, clearly an admonishment if the accompanying glare was anything to go by.

Penguin almost felt sorry for whoever it was being matched against Law. Bepo, while just as incensed by the other crew, was way too conscious of controlling his strength to ever really hurt anyone too badly. The captain, on the other hand, could turn someone into a useless writhing lump of agony by systematically dislocating joints Penguin hadn't even known could be dislocated. Gruesome as severed body parts looked, the powers could at least make it painless.

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36. The Whimsical Captain Trafalgar Law

More Heart Pirates stuff though would feature some of the allied crews as well. This is actually a series/multi-chaptered (or would be).

A Heart Pirates adventure fic where they all go along with their captain's whims all while trying to figure him out. His crew is so used to it they barely even flinch anymore.

Not to say they understand him because who knows what goes inside their captain's head. In fact, they debate that sometimes (a lot of times) the crew being divided among those who think Law has got a plan and those who think he's winging it (often switching really).

"You can't possibly tell me there's some sort of plan behind this."

More than half of the crew looked a bit skeptical, the rest looked defensive.

Clione held up his hands. "Hey, I'm not complaining. I'll follow the captain wherever same as you. But you gotta admit that there isn't always a method to his madness. He really does do things on a whim."

"I disagree. The captain's just saying that but he knows what he's doing. Pretty sure there's a reason behind all his actions..." Protests started, so Penguin amended, "...that isn't just him being a bastard on purpose because he hates someone. Which is a pretty valid reason since we are pirates."

"How about that time we raided the flour factory?" Ikkaku asked.

Penguin's reply came immediately. "Discreet incendiary." A beat. "...also he hates bread."

Before they could celebrate, Shachi interrupted, "His dislike of bread counts as a reason and since it's incidental it doesn't count as a whim."

With narrowed eyes, Clione tried again. "The monastery? Dressing up as monks."

"Medicinal plant in the courtyard bred by this one priest."

"Marineford?"

"Allowed us to get intel and allies."

"And the emergency operations without anesthesia?"

"Possible drug interaction. Emporio Ivankov and their hormone powers."

So continued their back and forth. By the end of it, Penguin and Shachi looked way too smug. Truthfully, they both agreed Law was more impulsive than he let on, often unaware of it himself. But they knew the man they chose to follow always had a plan and purpose (though not necessarily present at the start, but semantics)

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55. Marine Pet AU

Haha... Another one of those difficult to explain ones. Starring the Marines (particularly the original three admirals and Sengoku), and the Shichibukai.

Uhm... So everything's the same except the Shichibukai aren't pirates. They're animals. That's it.

It starts with a wayward flamingo wearing eyewear harassing officers near one of their HQs. Also the Marines need to improve their public image. For some reason, the best they came up with is to get a mascot. Hitting two birds with one stone. (Except they can't really hit the bird. They tried)

So the Marines build a zoo or a habitat. Here are the only types of pirates the World Government can tolerate. Aren't they cute and fluffy?

The public eat it all up. It's popular so now they have to commit. And really, these animals become so important their safety and wellbeing become the higher-ups' problem.

Kizaru is having fun. Aokiji is resigned. Akainu tries (he doesn't quite know what but he'll do what's best for the Marines even if that's getting that damn flamingo away from the reptile enclosure for the tenth time that week on a Tuesday.)

Will feature other marines as well as all of the Shichibukai. All of them.

He checked the schedule and sighed deeply.

Boa, Doflamingo, Mihawk.

He had the most troublesome ones. Briefly, he contemplated just letting his subordinates handle them but quickly scrapped the idea.

He wouldn't say these animals were attached to him and the other admirals but they got more difficult to handle the lower the rank as though these creatures' egos get ruffled. It wasn't a matter of ability. It was perhaps more accurate to say that they had respect. A modicum of it.

It should be Boa's feeding time. Another sigh escaped him as he headed towards the grooming room, a room specifically made to groom Boa's food.

It took them a while to figure out the snake's preferred diet but they found it out when a stray kitten had snuck in and Boa swooped in to swallow it whole. From there they determined that she would only eat cute animals--any less adorable and she doesn't even look at it. So puppies and kittens. And maybe bunny rabbits. Which was bad from a PR perspective so they've taken to grooming rats. Put a nice lovely ribbon and brushed them so they're all fluffy.

He entered the grooming room and one of the officers assigned there took a quick look at him, glanced down the rat they were grooming, then burst to tears (they tended to get attached.) He pressed his hand to his head letting the ice cool down his budding headache. Why couldn't he have gotten Jinbe?

Thank you for playing. :)

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mrsalwayswrite · 5 years ago

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Calm Amidst the Chaos (Ron Speirs x reader)

I don’t usually write based on prompts but I found this one and couldn’t resist. Prompt is in bold in the story.

In this reader story, I used she/her instead of Y/N, otherwise there is no description of reader.

Please let me know what you think!

Warning: some swearing, soft Speirs

Words: 1,317

Calm Amidst the Chaos

She stomped up the steps of Easy Company's HQ, the least damaged building in Haguenau, practically glowing with joy. Even the tall-tell whistling sound of a missile coming from the German line across the river could not dampen her spirits. Besides, it did not sound that close.

If she could carry a tune, she would have been singing like a canary in spring. For the first time in months she was clean. Actually clean! New ODs, a shower with warm water, and soap. Real goddamn soap to scrub away the dirt, grime, blood and sorrow from the time spent in the forests around Bastogne and Foy. Her stomach was full and she would be sleeping with a roof over her head tonight. It felt like heaven.

Pushing the door open, she heard Captain Winters talking in the back room, most likely to Lieutenant Speirs, which meant Captain Nixon was also nearby.

No one else was around to her surprise. She briefly wondered where Lipton was. Hopefully the man was actually resting in a bed somewhere. Lord knew he deserved it.

With no one else around, she did not feel too bad snooping.

A stack of large boxes against the far wall caught her eye and she went over to investigate. Luz must not have had a chance to distribute the stuff yet. She debated on if she should help him or purposefully hide the stuff to piss him off. It was a 50-50 chance which she preferred to do. She did owe him for that prank he pulled on her back in Holland.

Flipping open one lid, she found packages of cigarettes, gum and Hershey's bars. If a few of each found their way into her pockets, who could blame her, right? There was a large box next to it that particularly held her interest. It took a bit of effort but she finally managed to get the lid off. Inside were several new Thompson sub-machine guns.

She gave a low whistle. "Oh, look at all the pretties!"

"Can you please stop talking about assault rifles the same way you talk about shoes?"

She glanced over her shoulder at Nixon, who stood leaning against the door frame watching her with an amused look.

"What? Every girl needs to have standards about the important things in life."

He laughed. "Shoes and guns, huh?"

She just shrugged as she closed the lid, making him laugh even harder.

Winters and Speirs came out of the back room at that time, both curious at the commotion.

Nixon spoke again to her. "Did you meet our West Pointer yet? Lieutenant Johnson. No, James?"

"Jones." Winters shook his head.

"Ah right. Graduated on D-Day."

Speirs snorted, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah," she said, honestly she felt bad for Malark having to deal with him AND Webster but she did not want them in her own platoon. "Hopefully he doesn't get hurt."

"Hahaha. That's what I said." Nixon chuckled.

Winters sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "It will work out. Sink has high expectations of him."

"Course he does." Nixon took a swig out of his canteen that everyone knew only carried Vat 69.

"Nix." Winters reprimanded, with said intelligence officer just waving him off. "We need to get those reports ready. Anything you need, Sergeant?" He asked looking at her.

"No, sir."

"Good, good. Make sure your men get the new winter clothes that came in."

"Yes, sir." She tried to suppress the smile as Nixon dramatically rolled his eyes behind Winters before following his friend out.

And then she was alone with Second Lieutenant Speirs.

"Something you need, Sergeant?"

She shook her head again, now finally able to really look at the man. He looked tired, the beginnings of dark circles under his eyes emerging and his shoulders sagged more than normal. At least he had new ODs on and his hair looked damp still so he had showered recently. She could not help but wonder when he slept last for more than 2 or 3 hours. Especially with Lipton sick, she knew he was under more pressure and taking more responsibility.

"How can I help, sir?"

He just stared out the window, fingers drumming on the desk he leaned against.

"Ron...what can I do?"

It was hearing his name that broke him. She only ever used it when they were alone. He sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose. Suddenly he looked like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. Before she could help herself, she moved to stand in front of him. One hand carded through his damp locks, straightening them from their messy look. Silently he pressed his forehead to hers. They stayed that way for several moments, sharing what strength and peace they could.

She was not sure when whatever this was officially formed. There was the time he had knocked out a guy back in Toccoa that was harassing her or trying to find safe places to sleep in the Netherlands or when Roe sent her to Dog Company to get medical supplies and she ended up spending most of the night in a foxhole with Speirs during a bombing that made the Fourth of July look like amateur night. Somewhere over the years something has shifted between them. Not that either had dared to name it. There was a war to focus on after all.

"What's going on?" She tried to coax out, keeping up her gentle touches.

"There's a patrol set for tonight. A prisoner snatch."

"Shit."

Of course, when all the men just wanted to enjoy being indoors and not getting constantly shelled, fucking regiment would order something like this. There was nothing that could be done. Orders were given and orders had to be followed. Even if everyone hated it.

"How are you doing, Ron, and don't bullshit me, I know you too well for that."

He chuckled, lightly wrapping an arm around her waist. "I haven't killed anyone today."

"That's good. Have you threatened anyone though?"

Silence.

"Well its a start, I guess." She gently massaged the back of his neck, earning a low groan from him. "What can I do? Have you slept lately? Can I get you something to eat?"

"You sound like my mother."

"I'm certain that woman is a saint to have put up with you for so...ow!" She gasped after he pinched her side. She teasingly swatted the back of his head but immediately went back to her ministrations.

They lapsed back into silence, him loosely holding her as she massaged the back of his neck and carded her hand through his hair, foreheads still touching. Shouts could be heard outside, the occasional faint sound of a gun being fired, trucks rolling down the bumpy, muddy road. Outside was reality. Outside was their truth. Here in this moment though, they had the peace they both needed to keep going.

The stomping of boots coming up the steps had both of them straightening and stepping away from one another.

Some replacement walked in, rifle slung over his shoulder. "Sir, Winters wants you out front."

"Right. On your way."

The soldier saluted then turned around and left, the door slamming behind him.

Speirs grabbed his helmet from off the nearby table and his rifle, already lighting a cigarette. He stopped and looked at her. "Sergeant, you can organize the new machine guns. See they are distributed evenly...Make sure one ends up in your platoon."

She smirked. "You sure know how to spoil a girl, sir."

He winked then stepped out, back into reality, back into war.

Turning around, she placed her hands on her hips as she looked over the boxes. She certainly had no problems commandeering one of the pretties for herself. Personally she had always thought a new gun was better than a new pair of shoes.

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