#hot yuri boyka

[shamrockqueen]

Wasteland paradise

Chapter 1

Pairing : Boyka X Reader (Post Apocalyptic AU/ inspired by but not in the universe of Fallout new Vegas)

Warnings : R18, human trafficking, purchased reader, eventual Smut, rough smut, eroticism (not every chapter has smut), death of minor characters.

Word count : 1498

Scott Adkins Masterlist

They say that the decay was gradual, overtaking humanity like a spiderweb of cancer and bleeding into the very bones of modern society. The elite sat comfortably on their pedestals as the earth below them crumbled—that is, until the rot reached them too. They say that when the tallest tower finally fell, it was already too late.

The underbelly was all that survived, becoming this new aristocracy within what once were major cities. Those who fled were left with the scorched landscape they had left barren. Some founded small communes; others formed almost farel gangs that roamed further out into the wasteland. Some settlements fizzled easily; some were attacked and picked clean by invaders; but a few seemed to live long enough to spawn other generations.

You’d never know what that modern world was truly like, and sometimes you’d find yourself wondering how your life would have been if the older generations had ensured a better future. It wasn’t worth thinking about anymore. No, living through the week has greatly outweighed depressive fantasies.

You found yourself alone—finally and horribly alone.

You tried your best to wash the blood stain out, but no amount of scrubbing could make the dress clean again. It felt low, repurposing the very clothes your mother died in while she lay naked in a shallow grave, but you couldn’t afford to waste the fabric. The dress would never come clean, but the pattern was a beautiful yet slightly faded floral blue, so the cleanest part of the fabric had to have been worth something. Anything to put some food on that empty table now that you’d be the only one left to provide for it.

Almost all of your time had been spent taking care of your mother until her slow demise, which had her coughing up most of her own blood. It was always hard to look at her while she was in that state, and the only hope now was that she would be at peace.

You looked at the once-beautiful dress you had bundled in your hands. It had been her favorite, but it was too late to bury her with it now. You pulled the small switchblade from your pocket and began cutting off the stained portion of the fabric. You didn’t bother to cut the seams, as whoever bought it off of the trader once it left your hands would just do it themselves.

You bundled the dress under your arm and left your little home. You had shared this poorly constructed, one-room shanty house with what was left of your family. The small shanty village wasn’t very big and didn’t yield very much production, but the few traders that came through were often a godsend as they brought in many much-needed supplies. A tiny smudge on their map, and they still remembered to visit all of you.

You hoped to get there early so as not to be stuck in the hot sun for most of your day. The caravan was normally parked over by the moonshiners shack, an old man who made a pretty good hootch and would sell a lot to the passing traders.

It was the main reason the caravan came at all and often a great reprieve from everyday life since he’d let the townsfolk get drunk at a hefty discount.

He was nice enough for an old coot, and more often than not, he could be seen sitting in front of his home with his dog Trixie, waiting for the traders to show up.

Old Trixie was sweet and would wonder over and nuzzle up to passersby in search of extra affection and maybe a bit of food. She usually rushed the hill when anyone got close, but when you rounded towards the shack, she wasn’t anywhere in sight.

You crested over the hill and looked down at the lonely little shack at the bottom. There were vehicles all around the house, alongside the trader’s trucks, but you didn’t see any people. You used your hand as a visor to shield your vision from the bright sun overhead to get a better look at the scene before you.

A mound of fluff lay motionless next to the door. Trixie’s telltale brown and white spots were stained in a deep, terrifying red splattered along her small body.

More bodies, larger and human, came into view, all of which lay slain by the side of the caravan. You stopped walking, shaking in your boots at the prospect of getting caught by whatever had caused this entire scene. You nearly pissed your pants off when the mirador walked out of the shack with a jug of hooch in each hand. He wore a torn armored vest doused in a fair amount of blood that most likely wasn’t his.

He turns back towards the house as if to talk to someone behind him, and you take this chance to turn tail and run back the way you came. The fabric was let loose from where you’d clutched it under your arm, kicked away by the dusty wind in exchange for your meager life. The desecration, the sacrifice, the loss—none of it was worth anything now, and all was forgotten in the wake of a possible bullet to the teeth.

The only sound you could hear was the crunch of dirt under your boots as the blood rushed to your ears. You sprint off as fast as you can, propelling yourself down the hill almost faster than your legs can keep up with.

You barely caught the sound of someone shouting after you with a jovial “Woah, where’s the fire?”

All were silenced after a loud bang of gunshots went off not far behind you. Everyone scattered like ants as more shots rang through the air.

You make the mistake of turning back to look at the whirring of a spiked vehicle as it rounds over the hill. You tried to run as fast and as far as your feet could carry you until you could find ample cover from the impending doom.

The flicker of the blue plastic tarp as it got caught up in the breeze stole your sight as you switched your direction towards possible safety. Your boots nearly slid out from under you as you dove towards the tarp. It proved to be a small, unused alcove between two shanty houses, with the plastic cover leftover from a collapsed partial roof.

You kick yourself underneath it and fling the tarp back over your body. You had to squeeze in among the long-forgotten junk as you tried to steady your heart.

You watched as the shadows flickered from the outside of your small cover; many were from those running away just as you had, but others were larger with more sharp edges. Your stomach ached as the shrill and broken voices of your neighbors disappeared into the distance, but it would be the first crack of gunfire that made your guts drop entirely. The cries of the fallen were quickly devoured by the roar of scrap metal against the rough terrain vehicles that rolled by.

You held your breath to keep from hyperventilating, digging your teeth into your bottom lip as tears dribbled tracks down your dirtied cheeks.

You hear heavier, slower footsteps that clinked as they hit the dirt. The sound of it was horribly clear as they got closer and closer to you, hidden only by a tattered blue tarp. When the cracked leather of the side of a boot came into view, you had to choke down every ounce of fear that wanted to burst forth, practically forcing it back down into your lungs as it twisted your face in horror.

You wait just as they wait. The boots don’t move for however long it takes to make your heart nearly beat out of your chest. Then they started to turn towards you.

The next sound is deafening as bits of rusted metal go flying as the blue sheet is ripped right off of it. Old car parts clunk and scrape together, and you have to cover your head with your hands as the small avalanche of junk falls over you.

As the hot sun hit your body once again, there was no use in staying quiet, and a scream finally forced its way out of your body.

To your dismay, you weren’t shot; you were only dragged out by the roots of your hair as the raider dug his fingers into your scalp. You're barely kicking as your legs fight, only to wiggle out from under the junk pile.

He pulls you out onto the road before giving you a kick and a quick order of “get up, off the fuckin ground.”

You scramble up, hands over your head, his rusted gun pointed to your face. He barked out “walk” through his broken teeth, pointing ahead of you with his weapon before kicking the back of your knee when you didn’t already turn and start moving. Your leg buckled but kept you upright as you limped ahead of him towards the chaos they had created.

Shanty houses were lit on fire after being looted and knocked over. A few children were being pulled away from the corpses of their parents left laying in the street; some were caught in the crossfire and laid not far from their fallen family.

“There’s almost nothing here aside from the hooch and the cargo from the caravan!” One man shouted out to the one following not far behind you, his gun still pointed to your back.

“Grab some survivors and load'em into one of the empty wagons. We can sell them off at the trade center for good money.” The voice behind you called back. “If they try to fight you, just shoot’um.”

When your knees shook, it slowed your pace, and you heard him yell at you, “Move, damn it.” And you picked your feet up as quickly as you could towards the caravan.

True to their word, anyone who fought back was shot immediately. They would say that they could still get plenty of money for a few of you, so losing 1, 2, or maybe 5 wouldn’t be an issue.

When everyone was loaded into the wagon, it pulled off with a kick of dust. You watched your old town smolder and smoke in the distance until it disappeared into the wasteland. You’d never see the shanty town again, not that there would ever be anything left to look for.

Chapter 2

Tags : @annwoods91 @jasminrt1

[the-acid-pear]

Okay but there's a few things i want to point out about Undisputed 2 that i think made it so good:

Nearly no cuts during the fights. This is something you can very easily notice and that modern movies need to bring back ffs. Keeps the scene smooth and cool, without it being disorienting.

Small cast with just enough personality. I guess it's something that's related to show not tell, because most of these characters got very few lines. We got to know just enough info about a small group that made them memorable enough without being too distracting.

MOVIE WASN'T HORNY ON MAIN. The characters were hot, yeah, both Yuri and George were hot as fuck, with those juicy and bouncy boobs and ass, but the movie never was like AH LOOK AT THIS THEY ARE SOOO HOT 😏 like more than one modern movie does. It simply helps to keep the focus where it belongs.

[strangepumpkinfantasies]

My Prompts 🗡️

‘‘You stayed for me, I like that’‘

‘‘I’d do anything you want please don’t go’‘

‘‘I want you to be mine’‘

‘‘I knew you were jealous’‘

‘‘Heart cookies’‘

‘‘Took you so long, now make love to me’‘

‘‘Slow down babe, we have all the time in the world’‘

‘‘Quit teasing or else’‘

‘‘You better behave, my homeboys are watching’‘

‘‘I don’t want an apple pie, I want a creampie’‘

‘‘Fine by me, just don’t cry about it later’‘

‘‘The sight is astonishing’‘

‘‘You like riding motors?’‘

‘‘I prefer riding your motor *wink*’‘

‘’Excuse me? what’s my name again?’‘

‘‘Please, I’ll be a good girl.’‘

‘‘Call me a whore all you want, but Ik you want to touch me’‘

‘‘That’s so wrong, we can’t’‘

‘‘I want you to take my virginity’‘

‘‘If you weren’t so crazy I’d say you were insane’‘

‘‘I know you’re my kidnapper but I don’t care’‘

‘‘You’re such a brat’‘

‘‘You’re hot and I’m crazy for you’‘

‘‘What? You want me to get you pregnant?’‘

‘‘Let’s consummate our marriage’‘

‘‘You think you own me asshole?’‘

‘‘I’d gladly end your suffering’‘

‘‘The fuck I look like to you’‘

‘‘You’re gonna regret inviting me to your house’‘

‘‘I’m not the right guy for you’‘

‘‘That’s what you get for embarrassing me in front of everyone’‘

‘‘I won’t kill you yet, I thought I might have a little fun with you first.’‘

‘‘Sit on my face, lemme slurp you like it’s pasta’‘

‘‘As long as I’m your boss, you’ll do as I say’‘

‘‘Have some dignity, I said I don’t want you’‘

‘‘Stop with all the drama, isn’t that what you wanted?’‘

‘‘I’ll fuck your brains out’‘

‘‘I own this cunt, what you thought?’‘

‘‘I might be mentally ill but I know how to pleasure a women’‘

‘‘Please I can’t take it anymore’‘

‘‘I’m preparing you for the bigger prize’‘

‘‘No, not in my workplace, they’ll fire me’‘

‘‘That’s the beauty of taking a risk’‘

‘‘You can’t dominate me, I’m the man here’‘

‘‘Trust me, you don’t wanna trigger the monster in me.’‘

‘‘Sorry, I don’t do slow or gentle’‘

‘‘I’m a monster, I can’t be loved’‘

‘‘Being on your period or not you’re taking that dick’‘

‘‘Keep your mouth shut or I’ll shut it for you’‘

‘‘Try and make me’‘

‘‘Get naked or I’ll slash your throat’‘

‘‘No, we’re in public’‘

‘‘I thought you were better than that’‘

‘‘You’re so weak but has a sharp mouth’‘

‘‘I’m having you for dessert’‘

‘‘So you like choking? little slut’‘

‘‘I want everyone to hear your screaming’‘

‘‘I am dangerous so don’t uncuff me’‘

‘‘Bullshit! you’re drunk’‘

‘‘Playing tough, where’s your confidence now?’‘

I’ll write for the following:

Simon Ghost Riley

John Mactavish {Soap}

Evan Peters as {Kit, Tate, James, Kai, Jimmy, Kyle, Peter max}

Bill Scarsgard as {Himself, Roman, other..}

Billy Hargrove

Billy loomis

Manny montana {As Rio}

Damon Salvatore

Niklaus Mikaelson

Thomas Shelby 

Void Stiles 

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Theo Raeken

Michael Myers

The joker

Yuri Boyka

Eddie Brock

Enzo

Peter Parker

Kai Parker

Others:

BTS members

GOT 7 members

BIGBANG members

BLOCK B members

MONSTA X members

NCT Lucas

Other korean actors as well.

Whenever I start simping over a new character, it’ll be added to the list.

Chose whatever you like from these prompts with whom you want it with, either from this list or not I accept new ideas.

A/N : Yes I’m bold enough to write any genre so don’t hesitate. 

S* Smut

F* Fluff

A* Angst

And yes I write non consent / Violence / Dark shit.

As long as you’re +18 we’re ready to dive in.

So don’t be shy, send requests.

Check this out: {Recently written}

Billy Loomis series.

[mfckolekcjoner]

Yuri Boyka Champion/Undisputed

Fighter aka Yuri Boyka w skali 1/6 wydany w 2018r przez mało znaną firmę One Toys. Na wstępie chciałem zaznaczyć pewną ważną kwestię. Jak zauważyliście fotki są pobrane z neta. Dlaczego ? Dlatego iż figurki JUŻ nie posiadam. Posiadałem ją przez krótki czas gdzieś na początku 2019r, ale z czystym sumieniem mogę coś o niej opowiedzieć. A więc, zaczynajmy. Yuri Boyka - jeśli ktoś nie zna tej postaci jest to  wyczynowy, zawodowy wojownik mma z filmu Undisputed/Champion, w Polsce znany pod trzema tytułami, jako Niepokonany, Czempion, bądź po prostu Boyka. Film jest widowiskowym kinem walk mma - bardzo widowiskowym, bo matko droga co się tu nie dzieje, skoki, kopniaki w powietrzu, łapanki, normalnie istny show ala gra Tekken przeniesiona na film. W 2018r firma OneToys postanowiła uszczknąć trochę z tego tortu i stworzyli figurkę Yuriego Boyki. I tak jak wspomniałem na początku, figurkę posiadałem bardzo krótko bo mimo iż pięknie wykonana jak na tak nieznane studio, to jednak posiadała takie wady, że szok, ale o tym później. Figurka przychodziła do nas w prostokątnym pionowym pudle z wielkim napisem FIGHTER - bo oczywiście prawa do oficjalnej nazwy nie zostały wykupione - oraz szeregiem ilustracji naszej figurki w ubraniu codziennym, oraz w stroju do walki. Dla dodania powiem tylko że model tej figurki został zaczerpnięty z 4cz. filmu pod tytułem Undisputed 4 : Boyka. Największą zaletą tej figurki jest wykonany sculpt ciała. Nie powiem tu złego słowa o firmie OneToys bo to jak odwzorowali muskularne ciało Yuriego jest po prostu mistrzowskie i mogło by konkurować z Hot Toys. Począwszy od głowy - fryzura, bródka, blizna pod okiem, szkliste błyszczące oczy, Ciało - piękna muskulatura, cień zarostu, blizny, wystające żyły, Skończywszy na świetnie odwzorowanych tatuażach. Cena na ebay i aliexpress - bardzo różnie. Możliwość kupna za 100$, ale i za 170$

Stuff jaki dostajemy do figurki: * Codzienny ubiór w skład którego wchodzi - koszulka, kurtka imitująca skórzaną z kapturem, świetnie wykonane Jeansy z brązowym paskiem na metalowej sprzączce, wyśmienicie wykonane buty. * Torba podróżna zarzucana przez ramię. * Strój do walk - białe bokserki, szorty do walki, frotki na nadgarstki, nakolanniki i skarpety. * Spory pakiet wymiennych dłoni. * Wisiorek krzyżyk na rzemyku.

Największe wtopy figurki: * Stopy - Jak widać na załączonej fotografi producenta, oraz na fotkach na oblamowaniu pudełka figurka posiada stopy. Z racji iż jest to figurka wojownika mma nie śmiem wątpić, że może ich nie być, no bo jak to tak. Dają Ci skarpety, pokazują fotki i mieli by coś schrzanić ? No to się rozczarujesz. One Toys postanowił polecieć w ciula i nie dodał bosych stóp do pudełka. Co z tym się wiąże ? Ano to iż dostajemy pakiet ubioru do walki w tym skarpety, ale nie mamy na co ich włożyć bo producent nie dodał stóp. Wpierw myślałem, że są w butach, no wiecie - buty gumowe, wystarczy zsunąć. O nie nie. Buty są na nowych zasadach czyli prosto z fabryki HT. Czyli dla wyjaśnienia, but jest pełną odlana masą a w miejscu kostki stawowej ma dziurkę w którą wskakuje specjalny kulkowy staw w stopie. Czyli musimy posiadać odpowiednie stopy do których możemy wcisnąć owy staw kulkowy stopy. Po zdjęciu butów nasz Yuri w miejscu kostki ma po prostu wystającą kulkę imitującą staw kostkowy. Powiecie teraz, że nie przesadzaj przecież stopy można kupić osobno z aliexpress za parę złoty. Okeeyyy, ale wiecie o tym WY kolekcjonerzy i wiem o tym JA. Postawcie się natomiast w innej sytuacji. Figurkę kupuje nie kolekcjoner figur, ale fan Boyki, fan filmu. Chce mieć jakiś fajny stuff z Boyki, bo plakaty mu nie wystarczą. Znajduje przypadkiem na ebayu figurkę - kupuje. I pomyślcie jakie może być jego rozczarowanie gdy nie może upozować figurki w stroju mma. I co może ten nieszczęsny Pan X zrobić ? Szukać tych stóp po ebay czy ali ? Nie. Dlaczego ? Bo on pewnie nawet nie wie, że tego typu stuff będący częścią ciała można kupić osobno. Będzie po prostu czuł się oszukany, tym co serwuje mu na fotkach producent a tym co dostaje oficjalnie. I tutaj jest też druga kwestia - dlaczego JA i dlaczego Pan X ma dokupić te stopy ? Przecież ja już zapłaciłem za tę figurkę ! Powinienem ją dostać taką jak na fotkach ! Dlaczego producent jest tak skąpy, że nie dodał stóp za parę groszy !!! Owszem , to mógłby być niezły chwyt marketingowy - chamski, ale niezły. Ot One Toys mogło wyprodukować specjalny pin mocujący but i stopę - nie kulkowy, ale jakiś autorski - i nie dodać tych stóp, tylko odpowiednio przygotowane pod ten pin stopy wydać jako osobny produkt za 10$. I już interes się kręci. Nie kupisz nigdzie indziej stop za dolca, bo one nie pasują pod pin. Chcesz mieć Boykę ze stopami ? Kup za 10$ stopy od producenta. No czyż to nie byłby chamsko-doskonały chwyt marketingowy ? Ale tak nie zrobili. * Dłoń z palcami ułożonymi do pistoletu - w pudełku znajduje się taka prawa dłoń z palcem wskazującym sięgającym do spustu. Nie mnie w pudełku nie znajdziemy pistoletu - w filmie był. Dlaczego nie został dodany, skoro mamy taką sugerowaną dłoń ? Nie wiadomo. Czyli znowu Pan X poczuje się lekko oszukany (wybaczcie, ale tego nie pamiętam, czy przypadkiem gdzieś w środku pudełka nie było fotki gdzie owa figurka trzyma w dłoni pistolet  - nie potwierdzę bo nie pamiętam, ale coś mi się tak przypomina z lekka) bo dostał dłoń, którą nie wykorzysta, bo do czego ? Grzebania w Boykowym nosie ? Szczegół, ale zawsze. Można dokupić broń, owszem. Ale dlaczego mam znowu wydawać dodatkowe pieniądze ? No i Pan X też nie będzie wiedział, że można dokupić klamkę. * Artykulacja - ho ho, moi drodzy, w tym kontekście to One Toys się nie popisało. Zacznijmy od góry. -Głowa posiada tylko staw ruchomy w samym łączeniu szyi z czaszką - brak pkt. artykulacji w szyi. Powoduje to, to iż nasz figurka może praktycznie obracać głowę tylko i wyłącznie na boki. Staw jest tak ciasny, że uniesienie głowy do góry, bądź spoglądnięcie w dół jest praktycznie niemożliwe. -Artykulacja w torsie jest bardzo słaba. Praktycznie zero możliwości skłonu, a tylko lekkie wygięcie na boki.  -Artykulacja nóg w pachwinach woła o pomstę do nieba. Dacie wiarę, że figurka nie ma możliwości usiąść ze zgiętymi pod kąt 90stopni nogami ? Nieee. Noga w pionie może się unieść max pod ukos - matematycznie byłby to kąt jakiś 50stopni - sprawdźcie sobie jak to wizualnie wygląda. Jak to zobaczyłem to ręce opadły. Jak można naumyślnie tak skopać staw nóg, żeby figurka nie potrafiła usiąść ??? JAK !?! Przecież to już trzeba celowo popsuć. Więc koniec końców - jeśli jesteście fanami filmu, z tego powodu mieliście w planach zakup figurki, żeby upozować Boykę na ekstrawaganckie formy walki jakie znacie z ekranu - to sobie darujcie. Jedyne co możecie zrobić w tym momencie to postawić go w posturze widocznej na fotce powyżej, bądź posturze do boksu, z uniesionymi pięściami. O kopniakach możecie zapomnieć, nawet na fotkach producenta nie pokazali żadnego kopniaka - z tego powodu iż kopniaka wykonać się nie da !!! ŻE NA DA !!! ps. Nie wiem czy zaliczyć to do wtopy bo z jednej strony wtopą nie jest, ale pierwszy raz się z tym też spotykam - figurka jest okrutnie ciężka. Nie wiem z jakiej masy żywicznej ją wykonano, ale jest masakrycznie ciężka. Jeśli przypadkiem byście ją upuścili na szklany stół - to po stole. Nie spotkałem się w swoim kolekcjonerskim fachu z tak ciężką figurką zwyczajnego mężczyzny - pomijamy tutaj wielkie bydlaki jak Hulki itp.

Oficjalne podsumowanie: Za niemałą kwotę dostajemy pięknie wykonaną, lecz koszmarnie zartykulowaną figurkę, z której artykulacji praktycznie nie możemy nic wykrzesać - żeby bardziej przybliżyć wam do czego dążę, to tak jakbyśmy dostali od HT figurkę Neo z Matrixa, ale artykulacja pozwalała by nam tylko na pionowe postawienie Neo w neutralnej pozie (teraz polecam spojrzeć na figurkę Neo od Hot Toys i zobaczyć jakie pozy iście wyjęte z filmu serwuje nam producent) Dodatkowo po zakupie figurki musimy bezwzględnie dokupić brakujące stopy - pistolet jest opcjonalny, ale stopy zdecydowanie nie ! Co by tak naprawdę ratowało tę figurkę ? Pełna customizacja. Głównie zamiana body na ciałko z gumowanym muskularnym torsem, w pełni artykulowane pozwalające na wysokie high kicki itp. Oraz trzeba by poszukać jakiegoś mistrza pędzla, który by nam odtworzył nieścieralne dziary, które nie zejdą gdy będziemy zmieniać pozycję walki figurki. Moim zdaniem nie warto ładować w niego pieniędzy, no chyba że chcecie postawić go w pozycji bokserskiej na półce.

[schoolofrockgr]

Το video με την audition του Scott Adkins ως Batman έχει ενδιαφέρον

Μετά τη συνέντευξη του Matt Reeves και την αποκάλυψη του οράματός του για την ταινία Batman που ετοιμάζει για το 2021, ήρθε το αντίο του Ben Affleck, αφήνοντας μια πίκρα σε όλους μας, ότι θα μπορούσαμε να είχαμε δει περισσότερα και καλύτερα πράγματα στην δική του εποχή.

Από εκείνη την ημέρα και μετά, ξεπετάγονται σαν μανιτάρια fan arts ή και οι ίδιοι οι ηθοποιοί που ενδιαφέρονται για τον ρόλο, πράγμα φυσικό, αφού είναι ό,τι πιο hot από πάντα να είσαι ο Batman, πόσο μάλλον στην απόλυτη εποχή των super hero movies.

Ωστόσο, η μόνη περίπτωση που μας έκανε να το σκεφτούμε λίγο περισσότερο (χωρίς απαραίτητα να είναι θετικό το πρόσημο – δεν παύει όμως να είναι intriguing), είναι αυτό το video που ανέβασε το Fortress Of Solitude με τον Scott Adkins, που είχε περάσει audition ως Σκοτεινός Ιππότης, πριν ο Battfleck πάρει τελικά το ρόλο.

Ο Adkins προβάρει μια σκηνή από το Dark Knight Rises του Christopher Nolan με τον Cristian Bale και ήδη γίνεται viral.

Να σημειώσουμε ότι ο Adkins έχει παίξει στο Doctor Strange αλλά έχει κάνει και τον Deadpool, στο X-Men Origins: Wolverine (2009), στις σκηνές που πρόσθεσαν λίγο πριν κυκλοφορήσει η ταινία και δεν μπορούσε να επιστρέψει ο Ryan Reynolds. 10 χρόνια μετά, ακόμα πολύς κόσμος νομίζει ότι ήταν ο Reynolds, αλλά όχι. Ήταν ο Adkins. Μάλιστα ο ίδιος έχει τονίσει πως θεωρεί αυτή την προσπάθεια αναπαράστασης του χαρακτήρα ως τερατούργημα της FOX.

Φυσικά, ρόλος που τον καθιέρωσε ως martial artist ήταν αυτός του Yuri Boyka στο Undisputed 2.

Σίγουρα το backround σε σκηνές όπου θα χρησιμοποιούσε το σώμα του για να κατατροπώσει κακούς είναι σημαντικό (μην ξεχνάμε πως ο Batman είναι άσος των πολεμικών τεχνών και όχι απλώς brawler), θα την φόραγε δηλαδή την στολή, δεν θα τον φόραγε εκείνη, αλλά ως γόης δισεκατομμυρίουχος Bruce Wayne, δεν μπορούμε να τον δούμε. Πόσο μάλλον στην detective αλλά και νεαρή version που θέλει να κάνει ο Reeves.

Βέβαια για να είμαστε δίκαιοι, ο ίδιος ο 42χρονος ηθοποιός δεν έχει πει τίποτα ακόμα. Το video του απλώς έγινε viral με θετικές αντιδράσεις. Check it out:

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Top 5 Most Popular Martial Arts Actors Born in the UK Or USA

Whenever there is action, that means that there are not only car chases, explosions, shootings and guns but also fists, punches and roundkicks. Many of the martial arts actors in the Funny Action Movie genre master a huge collection of deadly techniques, which they use in close combat scenes. In fact, most of these martial arts actors used to compete in official tournaments at the very dawn of their acting careers and then they used the fame gained to establish themselves in the cinema industry. More or less (in most cases more) the martial arts are taking a huge part in their lives. What a better way to become an action star when there is a real, heart pounding action in your life, right? Here is a list of the top five martial arts actors a.k.a. killing machines, who can terminate you with their bare hands. These machos have a proven record in the real life fighting world and they based their movie careers on the martial arts knowledge. 1.Bruce Lee (1940-1973)

A lot of things were said and written about probably the most influential figure in the martial arts movie industry. Where exactly the fiction meets reality can sometimes be difficult to determine but one thing leaves no doubt- Bruce Lee had kung fu in his blood. The man was breathing martial arts. Many people don't know that Lee Jun Fan (as his real name was) was an accomplished cha-cha dancer and championship winner. Officially, he had only five years of formal martial arts training under the guidance of another legend- "Sifu Yip Man". Yip Man taught Bruce the art of wing chun kung fu- a self defense technique from close range combat. By the way, if you haven't seen the three Yip Man movies starring Donnie Yen, you definitely might want to check them out. Believe me it is well worth your time. Because of his hot temper and the police issues he had in Hong Kong, his parents suggested him to try his luck in the United States where he was initially born. While he was living in America, Lee opened a kung fu school and eventually became associated with many key figures in the U.S. martial arts scene. Soon he was noticed by famous Hollywood producers. The rest is a history. His genuine talent and unbelievable speed has established him as a leading authority in the mixed martial arts and cinema scenes. Among the most memorable movies, revealing his magical martial arts techniques are "Enter the Dragon", "The Way of the Dragon" and "Fists of Fury". And yes, those are great funny action movies. 2.Michael Jai White (1967)

3rd dan Black Belt in Shotokan Karate, 3rd dan Black Belt in Goju Ryu,3rd degree Black Belt in Kyokushin, 2nd degree Black Belt in Taekwondo, 1st degree Black Belt in Tang Soo Do. Do you still wonder why Michael Jai White takes part in this prestigious martial arts actors list? If you still do, then let me tell you that the muscular build international box office sensation has eight black belts in eight different martial arts forms. Pretty impressive, isn't it? The man is no joke at all. Honored with the title Man of the Year by the popular "Black Belt" magazine in 2014 and inducted into the International Sports Hall of Fame in 2015, Michael Jai White is allegedly the most accomplished, highly trained action star in America. Michael also often does comedy and drama movies which makes him a pretty versatile artist. I strongly suggest that you check out Blood and Bone, Never Back Down: No Surrender, and Undisputed 2: Last Man Standing. 3. Chuck Norris (1940)

Don't worry, he is in the list, don't rush to kill me, please. By the way, did you know that Chuck Norris has already been to Mars and that is why there are no signs of life? OK let's get serious here. It is just impossible not to include in the list the first ever Westerner in the history of the Tae Kwon Do, honored with the rank of 8th degree Black Belt Grand Master title. During his impressive martial arts career, Carlos Ray Norris has won numerous tournaments. His name is also in the Martial Arts History Museum's Hall of Fame. He was several times on the cover of the Black Belt magazine and in 2000, Chuck Norris has been given the Golden Lifetime Achievement Award by the World Karate Union Hall of Fame. He also has a rich and successful military career with many different medals and honorary awards. In his movies, he is rarely even wounded and he kicks tough asses for breakfast. In case you have missed to watch the legendary on screen fight between Chuck and Bruce Lee in the funny action movie called "Way of the dragon", please watch it. It is superb. Another legendary actioners (the list is huge) starring Chuck Norris are "The Delta Force", "Missing in Action" and lately "Expendables 2". 4. Steven Seagal (1952)

You surely remember how brightly The Master of Aikido shines in "Under Siege" and "Above the Law". Steven can easily break your arms like if they are toothpicks. Lord Steven, as one of his nickname is, holds a 7th degree black belt in Aikido- a Japanese martial art which teaches how to harmonize your moves to your opponent's body motions (or attacks). The idea of this martial art form is to defend yourself without hurting your attacker. Well, at least in his movies, Steven Seagal doesn't follow this rule because all of his opponents die painfully. What is interesting about this iconic actor is the fact that he is the first ever foreigner to open a dojo in Japan where he is a respected Aikido instructor. Steven is also a well-known musician who travels the world with his band and some time ago he was a Reserve Deputy Chief in Louisiana Sheriff's office. 5. Scott Adkins (1976)

The most complete fighter in the world "Yuri Boyka", a.k.a. Scott Adkins was born in the United Kingdom in 1976. He holds a black belt in kickboxing, which he achieved when he was only 19 years old. His spectacular martial arts skills come from knowing ninjutsu, judo, Karate, jujutsu, wushu, Krav Maga, capoeira and Jeet Kun Do. I don't know about you but I'm pretty impressed! Scott Adkins is mostly known for his stunningly beautiful and complex fight choreography in the smashing hit "Undisputed 2: Last man standing" and the followed sequel" Undisputed 3: Redemption". The fans are impatiently waiting the fourth installment of the franchise and the third with Scott starring in it. The direct-to-video movie is coming on 17th January 2017 in the U.S.A. ("Boyka: Undisputed IV"). All of the four movies were shot in Bulgaria. Scott's heart stopping martial arts skills have gained him mainstream success and roles in various mainstream blockbusters like "Expendables 2", "Doctor Strange", "The Bourne Ultimatum" and many others. So here it was the list of the TOP FIVE American or United Kingdom born martial arts actors. Stay healthy by not messing around with these tough nice guys.

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Wasteland paradise

Chapter 2

Pairing: Boyka X Reader (Post Apocalyptic AU/ inspired by but not in the universe of Fallout new Vegas

Warnings: R18, human trafficking, purchased reader, eventual Smut

Word count: 1793

Chapter 1

Scott Adkins Masterlist

No one ate nor drank for the next 3 days as the diesel-driven truck lumbered along the dusty landscape. Sadly, you were all too weak to protest the degrading conditions, too weak to fight back, and with too little hope for what was to come.

That was until a new sight seemed to spring up around the truck. It was a budding town surrounding the cracked road that you were all being carted along. With the change of scenery, there seemed to be a new spark of life in the back of the trailer, but whether it was a flickering flame of renewed hope or growing fear was another question.

It was still a shanty-like place, but much more put together than where you once called home. The truck came to a shaky stop, screeching just a little against the remains of pavement and kicking dust into the air and into the back of the half-open cab. It wasn’t like any of you could jump out and run, not while you were all chained to your seat.

The driver door clicked open, and the awful man that sat behind the wheel leapt from his seat before rounding towards the doors at the back of the rig. He unlatched the back hatch before jumping into the back of the truck and pulling a handful of captives out to stand in a line next to it. You were part of that unlucky group.

He doesn’t even speak to you before unhooking your chain, yanking from your seat, and leaving you to stumble forward along the dirt. The guns are up again as the hatch to the back of the truck slams shut. They’re armed and ready in case any of you feel like making the mistake of running. One of the raiders took the rope still tightly wrapped around your little wrists and tied it to the side of the truck's rigging before calling out for any potential buyers to take you off their hands.

They must not have deemed you all worth taking to the ‘acropolis’, a nifty name for a beast of a trade city situated further than you thought you'd ever reach. People say it’s hidden within an old amphitheater and spiderwebbed out in a few miles of slums. You’ve only ever heard stories of it, and from the few angry whispers you could hear from the raiders around you, if you're not sold today, you may not live long enough to see it anyway.

You must not have been particularly desirable, as thankfully not one person gave you a second glance as they came by. Yet, you couldn’t help but fidget as you fought to stay standing. You could feel some unwavering gaze drag over you, roughly like a dull blade along your skin. You couldn’t see any eyes in the passing crowd, but you knew someone was glaring at you from some unseen alcove, letting their eyes cut through to your weakened bones.

A woman tied beside you was untethered before being torn from the side of the truck and dragged towards her purchasers. Two burly men held her by each arm, but she seemed too weak to scream. Her head lulled to her shoulder as the one man shook her to stand on her own. You and the few others watched as she was led away, leaving the raiders to count the payment they received for her.

A few of the captives were picked away as the afternoon burned out, but you and at least two others remained beside the truck. At least it looked like two from what you could make out through your blurry vision.

Your time was ticking away, and as you bit down on your cracked lip and let a dribble of blood wet your tongue, you figured that at least the end would be quick. There will be no more pain, no more aches, and no more despair. You’d never have to feel the lingering burn left on your skin or the pangs of hunger in your stomach. Maybe you might see your mother once again.

You closed your eyes as the sun began to dim, wishing only for a slight breeze as you listened to the dull liveliness of the surrounding town. The Raiders spoke amongst themselves, but you didn’t listen—not until a new voice joined them. Something deep and smooth. It was neither hoarse nor graveled, only heavy, and you couldn’t stop yourself from opening your eyes and looking over at the new patron.

This man stood far taller than the raiders, but had his face and body covered from the sun with a thin cloak, as well as a scarf to protect his nose and mouth from the toxic dust that blew through the wasteland air. It left only his eyes visible, letting you feel them rake over your skin as they turned back towards you.

You felt an unerring shiver crawl up your spine as he lifted his hands and pointed at you. In the next instant, the raider was trudging towards you as you shook against the side of the trailer. Your tether was torn away and tied to a slightly longer rope, surely the better to lead you away with.

When you didn’t move with the tug of the rope, one of your captors seized the side of your arm and dragged you over to stand beside the large buyer. That way, the customer could get a better look at you.

An exchange of goods is made before the trailer is closed back up. The rope is handed to the hooded man as your previous captor smacks the back of the truck to signal the driver to leave.

This man now owned you in exchange for car parts. You knew you weren’t worth much, having not been built for hard labor, but you didn’t think your life would be worth so little.

You couldn’t believe the sight of it as the last of your kin disappeared between the rows of shanty houses. Some of those people were your friends and neighbors. After all the blood that had been shed in your own home to be severed from them, this felt like the final crooked nail being hammered into your coffin.

You didn’t know if maybe you were too tired or too dehydrated, but the tears just didn’t flow like they had days prior. You felt a pang of guilt in your chest that, after all these hardships, you had no tears left to shed as you watched the last of the people you used to know just disappear. Maybe it wasn't worth crying about anymore.

You felt a tug on the rope, pulling only slightly towards this hulking figure. It was uncharacteristically gentle, but soon he became impatient, and he started to walk with the rope held tightly in his fisted hand, towing you away with him. There isn’t anywhere left to run, and you didn’t have the energy to do so anyway, so you followed not too far behind this new man.

The town was small but bustled, at least a little bit. Many people unfortunate enough to look at you being pulled away on a lead just averted their gaze. It seemed that whatever ill will had befallen you, they didn’t want to make it their business.

He stumbled behind him, trying your best to lift your feet, only to drag them through the dust. You can't think any further than moving forward for as long as your body will allow, not realizing your poor efforts will easily be noticed.

All of a sudden, he stopped walking, leading you to absentmindedly collide with his broad back. Your legs buckled upon impact, and you crumpled towards the ground. But, you didn't hit the dirt; instead, you barely grazed it as a pair of strong, calloused hands grappled with your weak shoulders.

You sagged into his arms as he held you upright and looked down at your sorry form. You looked back, your vision blurred by the sun overhead as it darkened his figure further. He dipped his fingers into his scarf as your pupils began to shrink from the assault of sunlight.

Your world moved around you as you settled down to sit in the dirt, those hands still holding you to sit up as you pulled back.

Someone was talking, but it sounded strange. It got louder, and you blinked to see that large cloaked man that had once been tugging you along as he knelt over you.

He was shouting down at you to “STAY AWAKE” as he repeatedly shook your upper body so as to rouse you before exhaustion could take hold.

He had to move quickly before you fully collapsed, digging into the packs tied to his side for something to help you. One of those hands moves to cradle the side of your head, hoping to steady you as he brings his canteen close to your face.

You felt it first, the cold metal spout spreading to your cracked lips before the water hit your tongue and chilled your teeth. You gasped into the bottle as a rush of cool liquid shocked your system, making you choke on what had already flooded into your mouth.

He leaned you forward as you began to cough, your body shaking in his arms as panic overtook you. You were livelier, for sure, but only in the sense that you were squirming against his hold. He had to wrap his arm around the back of your neck, locking his hand around your jaw, and holding you tighter to his hard body just to keep you still.

“Drink. Drink, Pozhaluysta!”

His voice was barely a hum against the buzzing in your ears, but as the spout of the flask met your lips again and that water began flooding in, all your senses were dulled.

Your body finally moved on autopilot, letting you chug back the water until the flask was empty and your stomach ached.

You shuddered as he pulled it away, taking in each sharp breath like it was your first lungful of fresh air.

“khoroshaya devochka”

You pulled your eyes open, letting them go wide as his face came into view. He’d pulled the scarf away, letting it hang around his neck and leaving his face open to the mercy of the sun.

He was tall, even as he bent over to look down at you. The light shining into his eyes, making their deep brown glimmer like the translucent gold of an amber stone. Yet his gaze seemed pointed as he narrowed it down at you before grabbing at the rope that was still tethered to your bound wrists and pulling you up.

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Boyka’s Best Kicks by far!

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Could u write more about Scott adkins this man is A SNACC idk why ppl don’t give him that much attention he’s a MASTERPIECE especially as cain burgess and BOYKA AAHHhH

Yes!! So I’m saving a couple chapter stories for Cain Burgess and Boyka (I wanna finish many of the other short chapter stories I’ve already started before I debut more) but Next month I hope to post a oneshot for French from the debt collector and NSFW for king Amphitryon.

I would love for Scott Adkins fandoms to grow more and more everyday. I so hope the rumor about him being the next Batman is true as I think it could make his fandom explode.