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disaster-bay-leaf · 4 years ago

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Ok so these were the cutest~ (ㆁωㆁ)

4, 6, 7, 9, 12, 19, 22, 23, 28, 33, 34, 46, 47, 52, 59, 60, 63, 66, 83, 87, 88, 93, 99

I kno I listed like....all of them lmao but feel free to answer whichever you want and ofc you can ask me in return Baybe ( ◜‿◝ )♡

uHUHUHUHU much content for me to answer, im happy bebe 💜💜💜✨

4 - how do you take your coffee/tea?

hm coffee either Very Black No Sugar (for the sleep deprived me) or iced latte three sugars and theres no in between

and as for tea its All Black Teas That Exist, cinnamon-flavoured especially (but basically all teas that come to mind when u think “autumn”), and rooibos!!! okay basically the only oke i dont like is any type of green tea (which is sad because they look cool but my tastebuds said ✨no✨)

6 - do you keep plants?

honestly id l o v e too because i love plants but,,, im kinda horrible at taking care of them though still way better than the majority of my family (research helps) so the only plant i own is kinda a small-palm-tree-looking thing in a bigass glass jar that i saved from my mother’s plant-destructing hands and its mostly doing well (the ends of its leaves are starting to be yellow tho and im worried:((( )

7 - do you name your plants?

yes!!! though the current one was named by my sister and its called “pickett” after fantastic beasts shsjjsj

9 - do you like singing/humming to yourself?

oh god oh dude you have n o idea

i have absolutely n o singing voice but its something i do constantly to give my brain the right amount of stimuli so basically i listen to music 24/7 and hum to myself 99% of that time

12 - whats your favourite planet?

oh i actually didnt think about this for so long but either pluto (hes a planet screw nasa) or saturn (RINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) or venus (girls,,,and libra,,,)

19 - do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw in it?

okay im gonna be completely honest with yall and say that my every single try at keeping a journal failed spectacularly and i lost motivation after like a few months so my only journals rn are my fancy fake-leather-bound calendar to note tests and assessments into, a kinda roughed up notebook that i uses for noting down poems or scribbling or passing notes in class, and a kinda fancy bullet journal notebook that i used as a book of shadows for a while but since my fountain pen died i didnt touch it

22 - are you a morning person?

n o

i am so not a morning person but i wish i could be because honestly dawns are beautiful

but as it is rn im either sleep deprived all the time and loathe every second of being in an awake state or (if i have a few days of schoolbreak) my biological clock moves forward a few hours and i sleep 2am-10am

23 - whats your favourite thing to do on lazy days with zero obligations?

except for the fact that i dont remember the last time it happened, i would probably spend it drawing outside, watching anime with my sister and riding a bike around the forest

28 - sunrise or sunset?

i love sunrises because its so peaceful and everyone is asleep but also i subconsciously immediately correlate them with waiting for a train to take me to school (because thats basically the only time i see them) so its a bittersweet love especially with my fucked up biological clock

but sunsets are really really pretty too and i see them more often so i cant choose

33 - whats your fave pastry?

and isnt that a millior-dollar question dhsjjsjsj

either cinnamon rolls (i absolutely adore them) or that one specific type of cupcake-shaped-thing made out of shortcrust/bread/whatever its called and filled with vanilla pudding

34 - tell us about a stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?

awwww this is cute

okay so basically my two favourite stuffed animals (i still have them, they sit in my wardrobe) were two teddy bears (like maybe 20cm high each of them) and one was pure brown and the other was silver-brown and they had stereotypical polish male names “Waldek” (read. Valdek) and Stefan (i think tho im not sure if i remember correctly, my memory is a feeble thing sometimes

46 - tell us the worst pun you can think of

what dog would never bite you? a hot dog *badumtss*

47 - what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

huh a year ago id say pineapple pizza but i guess i dont hate pineapples that much anymore (tho putting them on pizza is still an abomination) but i think that if id ever want to get rid of anything it would be parsley, i hate that freakin herb (does it count as food tho)

52 - what are your favourite memes of the year so far?

the ever given for sure shsjshjsjsjsjjsj

but bullying tramp stamps is gold and pure tumblr energy too

as for fandom memes: im in love with all keeping-up-with-the-todorokis variations and the fact that the entire bsd fandom looked at fukuchi and said “biTCH” and thats one of the only things we’re unanimous about

59 - whats your favourite myth?

i always liked the kora/persephone myth (though demeter is an overbearing parent to the nth power), loki and thor crossdressing at a party to get mjolnir back, atalanta because shes a queen and id politely ask her to kick my ass, and cassandra because she deserved better, and theres a l o t more because alas i was a mythology nerd but this post is long enough for me not to make this section 20 times longer sjjsjsjsjsjks

but there are a lot of slavic myths that are very cool too, though we dont know that much about them as about the greeks for example

60 - do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

o o o o h yeah i do like poetry because to create such a beautifully sounding thing with only words someone has to be a genius

some of my favs are: some works of nakahara chuuya (thank u bsd for introducing me to this man’s beautiful imagery in his works i swear to god the descriptions do it for me) (also his poem about having hangovers is a mood like i feel you buddy), the raven by ea poe (i know everyone likes it but hOLY DAMN THE INTER/INTRAVERSE RHYMES ARE LIKE,,, BREATHTAKING) (and aso im a slut for gothic horror), and many more but also That One Poem From Welcome To Nightvale about reaching the island in the west,,, only perfect vibes from it

63 - are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organised or kinda leave them be?

okay heres the thing. for anyone else both my playlist library and my bookshelf would be considered pure chaos of a mad man b u t they actually have a highly focused system which means that i sort them based on their vibes, lovability and (in case of books) their age and whether or not theyre a part of a series so i would say my bookshelf is rather organised (when a quarter of it isnt occupying my desk that is) and my music is more organised than not but sometimes it gets out of control and i have to sort it entirely again

66 - what would your ideal flower crown look like?

either entirely constructed of simple white daisies, entirely constructed of only white roses, or something that probably would win a “how many different coloured flowers can one fit in a flower crown” competition

or something purple (maybe not belladonna)

83 - whats some of your favourite album art?

god i dont know if it counts but hozier’s wasteland baby is probably one of my absolute favourites and no one shall beat that

“thrifted youth” (dalynn) and “standard deviation” (danny schmidt) have very aesthetic covers too

also the iconic p!atd too weird to live, too rare to die! album cover,,, its just iconic what can i say

and last but not least matt meason’s pink-and-black album covers (though bank on the funeral is really pretty too but like,,, “who killed matt meason” d o e s it for me and so does the 2017 tribulation single)

87 - what are some movies that you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

this is such a hard question because im not a really cinematography-oriented gal but i suppose that (at the risk of not going deep enough into the cinema world):

- the princess bride

- inception

- night at the museum

- SPIRITED AWAY

- forrest gump

- truman show

- E.T. (i cried okay)

- the lord of the rings (because damn me if this isnt one impressive adaptation)

- parasite

and one more personal recommendation: “ready or not” with samara weaving because goddamn i dont usually watch this genre but holy s h i t is it good

93 - whats the hairstyle you wear the most?

honestly just plain hair down (because having curly hair is a menace), split in the middle when i have longer hair and split on one side when its short

also low ponytails or half-up-half-down when im exercising, or double french braids when my hair doesnt cooperate enough to look presentable in any other form

99 - list some songs that resonate with your soul whenever you hear them

this is difficult because my music taste is a goddamn rollercoaster on a good day, but heres some:

- me and the sky from “come from away” musical (this is sort of a test song for my mental stability, if i cry i aint stable)

- dancing after death by matt meason (okay most songs by matt meason except for like,,, hallucinogenics maybe)

- tears and rain by james blunt

- i will follow you into the dark by death cab for cutie

- almost home by mxmtoon

- anything by hozier really but shrike especially

- payphone, the cover by alex g (i cried to this song so many times)

- burning pile by mother mother (can i roast all my problems please)

- long way from home and cleopatra by the lumineers

- autoclave by the mountain goats

oooh that was c o o o o o o o l as fuck thank you sm so much bebe (and sorry for the long post @everyone else)

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sergeant-donny-donowitz · 5 years ago

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The Distraction (Inglourious Basterds Imagine/Fem!Reader)

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___________ You were pacing around in the abandoned inn across the way from the tavern. You weren't worried at all about Operation Kino until Aldo pointed out that fighting in a basement was a terrible idea. You also weren't thrilled when Aldo decided you couldn't go with Hugo and Wicki. For a moment, he was worried you'd do something stupid.

Wicki and Hugo were your best friends, after all, but at the end of the day, you were soldiers. Still, you'd begged to be there with them, but Aldo just couldn't risk losing all his German speaking basterds at once.

The boys' speculations weren't making things any better. "What if Wicki was right? What if she ain't even in there?" Utivich was the only one trying to stay positive, though you could tell he didn't even believe what he was saying. "N-no...she's gotta be." You looked out the window, and muttered, "That's what I'm worried about..." Hirschberg looked around with his eyebrow raised, "Hugo seemed eager to use that knife, didn't he?" Omar frowned, "Did he?" Donny shrugged, "Who cares, we can never tell with him anyway." You rolled your eyes. Smitty said, "Well, he seemed calm enough." You sat down, and it kind of relieved Aldo. But you weren't. You knew Hugo. That man hadn't been calm since 1936.

You were just kids then. You were what? Sixteen, maybe seventeen years old when the whole world around you turned upside down. But...Smitty had a point. Relatively speaking, Hugo was calm at the moment. "That tommy's right...They can handle themselves." Donny chuckled, "You're kiddin' yourself. They're all outta their goddamn minds." "Y/n." You looked up. You'd been too quiet for Aldo's liking. You usually had an opinion or two, and he was worried that you hadn't said a word. Usually, you kept your head in the worst of it. When there were shellings, or air raids, you were the one that held them together. But, when worse came to worse, you were also known to be one of the more ruthless basterds. When the boys lost Michael, Simon, and Andy, you went on a sort of rampage. Needless to say, you'd paid off your debt to Aldo long ago. "Where the hell you think you're goin' private?" You had that look on your face. The same look in your eyes as when you wanted revenge for the three lost basterds. "To get a drink." You pushed past them, and looked in front of a dust covered, cracked mirror. They all recognized that look. That insatiable, basterdized grin. Those vengeful eyes blinded by the whims of Nemesis. "Y/n, what the hell are you doing?" You smirked, as you undid the top button of your shirt, and sighed, in a mocking lament, "Boys are the same on any side of war."

Donny sat up slowly from the creaking bed. "Wh..what?"

You turned to meet Aldo's stern gaze, and the privates' confusion. You gestured to Donny's gaping eyes and mouth, and you grinned, "See?" Aldo rolled his eyes, "This ain't gon' work, Y/n." "You're right." You undid two buttons. And you walked to a dust covered desk, and picked up Wicki's pack of cigarettes. Knowing if you escaped at all, it would be quick, and he'd be pissed without them. You knew the only thing to help Wicki keep his head was a cigarette.

You took another step closer to the door, and the basterds were too awed and shocked to say anything. They knew you, and they knew Hugo and Wicki were like your brothers. You'd be damned if a botched rendezvous was how they went out. And without you? You wouldn't give the nazis that satisfaction. You smirked as you packed away the cigarettes in your pocket. Aldo stood directly in front of you, with his hands at his hips. He could order you to stay. There were two outcomes to that. One, you'd stay, and....worst case scenario, you'd silenly hold resentment against your lieutenant for the rest of your life. Two, you'd disobey direct orders and whatever happened after, be it a victory or defeat, would go down in history. Aldo knew you. You knew there were consequences to disobeying direct orders, but you weren't scared of dishonorable discharge, or being imprisoned. Not when it meant that Hugo and Wicki had a chance. You were halfway out the door when your lieutenant said, "Y/n?" You sighed, and stopped in your tracks, bracing yourself for orders, or even the boys being ordered to pull you back. Aldo smiled a little, "Leave the bat. Don't wanna get more attention than you need, aint that right?" You looked down, seeing Donny's bat in your hands. You'd hardly realized you'd taken it. Frankly, neither did Donny. His mouth was still hanging wide open, and he managed to shake his head, "I didn't even n-" Hirschberg chuckled, "Yeah, we know, big guy."

Aldo nodded, admiring you. He was a lot like you when he was younger. A trouble maker. So, he couldn't in good conscience, let you go out there empty-handed. "Take this with you." He handed his knife over to you, and you took it carefully in your hands, the dim lights creating a bright silver glint. You looked up at him... No other basterd had ever touched his knife. "You make sure you bring that back to me, ya hear?" That was his way of saying he couldn't lose any more basterds, so you'd better be around to give it back to him yourself. You nodded with a slight smirk, and saluted him, "Yes, sir." So you went down what seemed to be endless stairs, and crossed the eerily silent street, with only the muffled, distant tavern chattering, and muted warm lights to guide you over. You stepped into La Louisiane, and walked down the steps. The further you went, the more you understood. By the time you reached the bottom of the steps, and saw a table full of drunken nazis, you thought you understood it all. Then, you turned to find your basterds. One, two, three, four.....five. Five?! You eyes widened, when you saw the British spy beginning to raise his hand with a sign any German would spot a mile away. "Lieblings!" You practically jumped forward, catching him off guard. Archie froze, and never asked for those three drinks. Still, he sputtered, "Y....Y/n?!" There was no time or reason to give you a codename, and...he kind of blew it. Hugo prayed that nazi didn't connect any dots, because at the time of his arrest for thirteen murders, you were interrogated along with him. You knew if they tried to come up with explanations on the spot, they'd all contradict each other, so you did the work for them. "There you are, brother!" You basically chastised Hugo, tutting and shaking your head. And you turned with a smile, "Ah, Bridget! Such a long time! What's it been? Two years? Three?" She was nervous, though she laughed. She was an actress, she could handle some improvisation. With a passive look from Hugo, she understood it was alright. Wicki shut his eyes, and exhaled. Only so many things could go wrong that night, he thought. Losing you was not something that had crossed his mind until that moment, and he was not ready for that possibility. You wedged yourself between Hugo and Dieter, your palms pressed down on the table, as Hugo managed to sincerely utter, "Y/n...what are you doing here?!" "Now, now, you think I'd let my brother have all the fun?" You looked to Dieter, "Especially with such a..." It took everything in your heart to not kill that nazi right then and there, "handsome friend..." You spoke through gritted teeth and a forced smile. Dieter didn't notice. His did notice something else.... His eyes wandered to the top few undone buttons. You then grinned sincerely, because something told you at that moment that you'd be getting one last scalp for Aldo. Dieter shook his head suddenly, "Please sit fraul..." You nodded, with a smile, "Fraulein," guaranteeing him you were untethered. Dieter looked to Hugo and joked, "Ahh keeping secrets from me now Lieutenant?" Hugo mustered a smile, and the others laughed to cover up for him. Dieter turned his full attention to you, "Y/n, right?" You nodded, "Ja..." Dieter held up his drink, and asked you a question. It wasn't the same interrogative tone that he'd taken with the others, but it was something that could blow holes in your cover up. "How is it that you came to find us here?" You tilted your head side to side, with a playful grin, "Rumors go a long way." He laughed, obviously smitten with you, "Secretive like your brother, are you?" You laughed, and took a dig into reality, as you turned to Hugo to quietly reassure him, but also to solidify your cover. "Oh please, I know how to have fun." Dieter's eyes wandered again, and he nodded with a sly grin, "Indeed..." Hugo cleared his throat, and clenched his teeth. Taking on the role of a protective brother came naturally to him because he'd been the protective one for so many years. Case in point, you were both arrested for the murders of the gestapo officers, but he took the fall for you, and convinced everyone that you were innocent. Still, you were a strategist, and always had been. You had played a part in the basterds' rescuing him. And this was now the fourth or fifth time that you were snatching Hugo away from death's door. Hugo muttered, starting to stand, as he gripped your wrist, "Please excuse us, sir. We really must be going or-" You shook your head, knowing it would seem ot hasty. "What?" You tried to liven the mood to distract Dieter again, "Mother'll have a fit? She's in Frankfurt, relax!"

Hugo glared at you, but he'd been doing that since kindergarten, so you glared right back at him.

Wicki sighed, and glancing to the ceiling, praying for patience and a cigarette. He cleared his throat,

"Please excuse our friends, sir. You know how siblings are."

Bridget giggled, encouraging the whole charade. If she didn't know any better, she'd believe you too.

You nodded,

"Yes, please excuse me for my impertinence. I've only been waiting for my brother and our dear friends for four hours."

Dieter shook his head and his hand,

"No, no. This is inexcusable. I apologize for keeping you waiting longer still, fraulein... Go on, officers, I understand why you were in such a hurry now."

You grinned, knowing you had that son of a bitch eating out of the palm of your hand.

After the niceties and the tabs were settled, you hurried out.

Wicki threw his arms around you, "Y/n you've done it again."

Hugo rolled his eyes, "Ja. Nearly got yourself killed."

"Myself? MYSELF?!"

Archie wasn't too pleased, "We were doing perfectly fine, thank you very much, private." "Oh were you, Hicox? When I walked in, you were getting the third degree from that nazi." Wicki sighed, and shook his head, "Y/n..." it was an eased warning to remind you that Archie may not have been a basterd, but he still outranked you. You muttered a quick, "With all due respect." "Private L/n, I'll have you know were were covering our tracks perfectly." You shook your head, out of patience, "This is the German three?" You held up your thumb, middle and index finger. "Because what you were about to do was going to sign your death warrant." You looked to Bridget, because when you walked in, she had a horrified expression because she saw what was about to happen. "Ain't that right, Frau von Hammersmark?" You nodded, "The girl is right, Archie..." Before anything else could be said, you heard something across the street, "Warte!" "Wait!" You sighed, "Oh for fuck's sake..." Dieter wanted to 'talk' to you. You looked to the others, "Go on ahead, lieblings." Hugo and Wicki hesitated, and Dieter chuckled, "Oh come now, boys. I'm sure Y/n is old enough to be left alone for a moment. I'll be honorable." You giggled to hide your seething, and you nodded to them, promising "I'll catch up with you." So, to stop any suspicions, they went ahead, down the street without anywhere in particular to go. As soon as they were out of sight, Dieter lost all sense of 'honor,' and forced a kiss on you.

As soon as Dieter did that, you forced Aldo's knife into his lungs. As soon as the blood flooded in, and he sank to his knees, he couldn't scream for help, he could only look up at you in sheer terror, as everything went black. In a matter of minutes, you found Hugo, Wicki, Archie, and Bridget. She jumped back a little in disgust seeing the mangled, bloody scalp in your hand. Wicki chuckled, though, "That Aldo's knife?" You nodded, "Figured I'd get him a little thank-you gift for letting me borrow it." Hugo took the first relieved breath of the night, and smiled a little. For real, this time, as he said, "I'm sure he'll appreciate that." You crossed your arms, "Told you I'd catch up." Archie nodded, "We'd better start moving, and get to the others before somebody finds....that...." Moving back quickly through the shadows, you collected the basterds, and made an escape. Wicki started patting down his pockets, searching for a cigarette. You held out his pack, though your hand was covered in blood. "D...danke..." He sighed as he wiped the blood off on the stolen uniform, and pulled out a cigarette to ease all the worries of the night. He glanced at you, as he took his first puff, and mused with a smile, "What would we do without you, huh?" As you moved toward Paris, to a little cinema's premiere, you simply laughed, and looked to the basterds, your brothers. "Without me?" You wondered out loud... You didn't want to know the answer to that. What would have happened if you walked in a moment later than you had? You laughed, forgetting about the things that didn't happen, shook your head, and lit a cigarette of your own, "Not on your way to Paris, that's for fuckin' sure."

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winterbuckytho · 4 years ago

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Aint’ Too Proud To Beg

Pairing : Stucky ft. Recovered Buck

Wordcount : 3240

Plot : 2018. Bucky gets turned in to a nekoboy, and Stucky has their first failed attempt at making it together, awkwardness ensues. But it’ll all work itself out...right?

Warning : NS.FW, Sm.ut, Erot.ica, Swearing, An.al Fing.ering, An.al se.cks (lmao)

A/N : Yea, so I just do that ⬆ to make it harder for the t a g s to be hidden. I’ll still link it with something else too

"Are ya happy now!?!" Steve shouted slamming the door as the went into the house

"How am I the bad guy here?!" Bucky yelled throwing the keys on to the couch fighting his way out of the combat gear he wore down to his undershirt and leggings.

"Bucky, what the fuck were you thinking?!" Steve shot back ignoring what Bucky had said in the heat of his anger, which was really fear with a sharp tongue.

"Would you fucking stop yelling at me?!" Bucky nearly shrieked hands in clenched fists at his sides.

"You jerk!!"

"You punk!

"You... You are the worst right now, Steve! I can't believe you! I was trying to save you!"

Steve replied arm out gesturing at the state of Bucky "By diving face first into incoming fire from weird alien tech we've never seen!?"

"I couldn't help it! I couldn't stand there and do nothing! I had to try, it's what you woulda done too!" Bucky yelled before stalking off to the bathroom and slamming the door shut once he got there.

He stared into the mirror and kind of wanted to cry. He was scared and uncomfortable and all he wanted was Steve's help right now and instead was only getting lectured By Mister I’m-Tall-Now-So-I’m-The-Daddy-Here. He hadn't had time to understand what the thing was doing to every transformed victim, just time to see their human bodies begin shift and change becoming more bestial in form as they screamed in pain. And the end of one of the glowing spear things pointed at Steve.

He put himself between it and Steve without even thinking. There had been so much pain but a lot of it he could barely remember now, but it had started with weird sensations on his head feet and base of his spine. He had screamed with the intensity as Steve put the creature out of commission ceasing the blast from the device. But by then the transformation was half over and had changed him.

Bucky looked and he saw six four inch long whiskers, three sticking out each of his cheeks. His eyes reluctantly crawled upward and took in the dark furred ears perched atop his head. They sat limply looking sad. He could hear from them. He heard Steve still grousing under his breath three rooms away. He looked down at his hands. One of them was now covered in fur, his fingers more squat and tipped with retracted claws. He found he could extend them and retract at will. Bucky turned sideways and saw at the back of his shirt a long dark furred tail stuck out. It swiped back and forth at odd intervals it's tip sometimes twitching. He had never spoken cat body language before but he on instinct knew this is what you do with your tail when you are a step away from swatting any offender in the face.

Now Steve was saying "Christ... you can't be so damn ready to sacrifice some... " as he went to the kitchen to do something and get this frustrated energy out. He began gathering things and Bucky knew he was making something for Bucky to eat which he would deliver with an apology.

"Fucking asshole... Why can't you just... " Buck whimpers as he does start crying, covering his face with his metal arm. He more than anything had wanted to hug Steve and make sure he was alright and let Steve hug and make sure Buck himself was alright.

Anxiety hit him and as he was beginning to panic he stumbled back and his legs struck the tub. He turned and looked at it and instantly needed to be inside it. He didn't so much as think as he felt "I am scared and can fit there".

Without thinking he stepped in and sat down in the tub then leaned forward as he wrapped his tail around his butt and thighs and rested his head on his arms and he felt the most comfort it ever felt in his whole life. He felt something strange but also comforting something in his head oscillating was producing a purr in his body. Bucky soon closed his eyes and rested in a light dose, his anxiety melting away again far faster than with any other technique he tried.

In the kitchen Steve yanked open the fridge and as upset as he was, had the presence of mind to moderate his strength and no trip the darn thing off the fridge as he went after the mayo. Unable to quit ranting he was thinking. 'Jesus Christ, please never let anything make him scream that way again. I just about tore that fucking thing’s head off for it. I don't know what I will do if someone hurts him like that and I fucking find out about it! And now he's mad as hell at me? Well, Buck I stick with my guns on this one, you can't keep doing things like that! I was so fucking scared. Also Lord forgive my potty mouth it's been a trying ass day...' while making tuna sandwiches until half a dozen of them sat on the plate in front of him.

"Goddamn you, Bucky. I understand. You're all I have left of my life before the ice too..."Steve sighed. Then he paused realizing the house was totally silent. Which was wrong if an angry Bucky was in there somewhere. He should be blasting something loud and angsty to get the intense physical part of frustration out as he has begun to do these last few years. Steve picked up the plate and went to see if Buck ever left the bathroom.

Finding the door closed, he tapped gently. "Honey?"

Bucky opened his eyes slowly and lifted his head. He uncharacteristically remained quiet preserving the soft vibration of oh his own purring. But then realized he smelled food and had to stop himself leaping across the room to rip the door open. He made a soft plaintive sound and turned his head to look at the door.

When there was no answer Steve began to speak again, now calming a bit further. "Sugar, you got to know, I would do the same in a heart beat, I would. And you would be in my shoes... Scared shitless, worry eating up any restraint and organization of yourself... So I'm sorry. But you can't keep doing things like that. What the hell am I supposed to do if you die saving me? How do you like the sound of being cloned?"

"Stupid. That is so stupid. And you did scare me. You were yelling and kicking the shit out of everything around us and I was confused, just wanting you to tell me the pain would stop and I'd be alright." Bucky said. It had a whine to it and he allowed it to because if he couldn’t be himself with Stave where the hell should he?

Steve opened the door and could now clearly hear Bucky purring. He looked on a moment astounded by the changes but also because he's never seen anything more adorable than the man of his dreams with the features of a cat. He came to the edge of the tub and handed Bucky the plate and then proceeded to lift him out as if he were a cat sitting in a shoe box once more happy that he was as strong as he was now to pick up this other grown man with just as much muscle as he and hold him and care for him. They moved into the living room where he sat on the sofa with Buck on his lap and Bucky took up a sandwich to handing it to Steve and took one for himself and began to nom on it. They nibbled and tried to refuel after a hard day of being almost killed and almost turned in to a 6 ft tall feline of some sort.

After a moment Bucky licked his lips and said in quite rational tones. "I'm sorry. But I all would do it again. I can't watch something happen to you."

Steve's smiled and in it was some exasperation. "Don't doom me to watching something like that though!"

Bucky's left ear flicked as he said it. "I... I'm sorry Steve. I'm so tired. I didn't mean to scare you, baby."

Steve without thinking reached up up rubbing Bucky's head forgetting about the ears then ending up bumping them with his hand. "I'm sorry too. Oo, do they still hurt?" He said removing his hand.

Bucky placed it back out top of his head with both his hands before Steve could move his hand too far. "N-no... it's like regular ones. they're stupid sensitive so I heard you still spouting off in the kitchen. Even heard the can opener. They feel a little uncomfortably cold though."

Steve smoothed his hand over one then the other gently then closed his hand over them trying to warm it up.

Bucky felt the touch as if amplified by double and couldn't stop trying to flick his ear when Steve touched it but it felt quite nice and he wondered how much more of his body would be like this. ”M-mnf~”

"Ah, s-sorry..." Steve blushes as he starts to move his hand but then Bucky presses his head against Steve's hand with the cutest hecking expression of both yearning and pleasure Steve chuckled and pulled him close, hugging him to his chest and going to let the other ear.

Again Bucky began to purr and Steve nearly exclaimed out loud at the sound till he realized what fit was. Then he had a brief fight with himself which he lost and finally simply went. "Aaw... Is it bad if I want to say it's not so bad? Because I could get used to your purring."

Bucky hated to admit it but he gave in. "Now that it doesn't hurt... I can't wait till someone comes up with a fix. But no... It's not that bad." His tail wiggled in the air as if drawing S shapes on it and he found himself after the chaos and fear in the mood for more intimacy.

Steve agreed hand now sliding down Buck's back. "Yeah, we know a few genius scientists, people that were known as gods and an honest to God wizard. We'll get you back to normal and I'll take care of you every step of the way."

"Thanks Stevie. I'm so glad you're here. I can't image what fresh hell those asshats at Hydra would have done to me after something like this..." Bucky murmured.

Steve rubbed his back a moment and he rubbed Steve's chest in a moment of mutual reassurance. Then Buck turned his whiskered face and pecked Steve on the lips but Steve stopped him turning away again. "No, don't you're still a fucking knock out, Dollface..." He said softly smiling as Bucky blushed. He knew having his body changed this way must hurt Bucky and he also knew he was going to make sure Bucky never had time to worry he was not good enough anymore. He kissed him deeply hand sliding lower to squeeze Buck's ass and came in contact with the new limb sticking out of his beloved. "Oh, I forgot-" he started but was drowned out by a loud cry from Bucky.

The man in question had tilted his head back as his voice came out in a wild get aroused reaction. He then flopped against Steve taking a few shaky breaths.

"Lord in heaven, did I hurt you, oh God sweetheart I'm so-"

"Hng... it w-wasnt that kind of feeling...it was just so... intense, hah~" Bucky said his face flushed red.

"What do you mean? I can stop..."Steve said with worry. He tilted Bucky's face up to his with a finger under his chin and saw unexpectedly an expression of Bucky's he knew very well. Buck's ocean hued eyes were full of lust and he looked on Steve as if just realizing who he was.

"Y-you don't have to. I ju-just never had a tail before..." He looked away a second brows furrowed. "That I can recall anyways." He returned his gaze to Steve. He didn't know how he hadn't noticed until then but the smell of Steve's body was making him crazy for him. He obviously had been smelling Steve for most of their lives and knew his scent well but he figured with the outer changes some mental impact had occurred and now smelling was as important as seeing in a knife fight is. And he felt he could swim in a tub scented with Steve. The fact that this smell was more important at the moment than the fact he might have cat's brain in his head was proof of it. He licked his lips in a slow manner and bit his lower lip as his back arched and his tail whipped side to side in an expression of obvious excitement. "It... it felt good just, explore gently. It's kinda like first time anal, you know?"

Steve blinked in surprise a moment and slowly rested a hand on Bucky's new appendage. It's tip flicked in side to side motions and Bucky inhaled in a soft gasp.

"God, that is so bonkers. It's like the opposite of phantom limb or something because, ah~ it's definitely there. It's sorta... getting to me." He said not wanting to admit he was growing more aroused by the minute. The combination of scent and touch were making something odd but enjoyable happen. For some reason he kept wanting to emit some message to even the empty room that Steve was his.

"You mean... it's a turn on?"

"Maybe..."

Steve returned to kissing Buck, his finger smoothing down the tail’s length. "Are you sure you don't know? Because a certain hunch is telling me you know the answer." He said in quiet tones wrapping a hand around it loosely at it's base and stroking all the way out off the top of the end of Bucky's tail.

Bucky grabbed a hold of Steve's shirt and tugged him down on to the plush carpet with him where he nipped and kissed Steve's throat. Steve in turn rolled Bucky on to his belly, kissing Buck around the shoulders and nape. Bucky presses his hips up and back rubbing against Steve's crotch with a deep moan.

Griping the tail Steve scratched about the base of it digging his fingers in to the fur, yet not scratching hard.

Bucky shuddered pressing his hips further upward into Steve's touch. "Come on, it's getting weird. I'm starting to earnestly want you to fuck me."

"OK. Fine. " Steve let go and made like he was gonna walk away.

Bucky mewled on the floor staring up at Steve. "You can't leave, you have to fix this!"

"Didn't you just ask me to stop?"

"I did. But you're a dummy. I meant that... I just didn't want you to think you can touch me there any old time you want! I want you to touch it when I say!"

"Oooh, I understand now. So should I continue?"

"Mmfff!! " Bucky half moan half sqealed with impatience.

"What was that? I didn't hear any consent so guess I'll just go have a cup of frozen yogurt, seeya Bucky... "

"You big dumb... Get over here now and finished what you started, Steven!"

Steve went on all fours leaning over Buck. He ignored the fur and grasped Bucky's ear in his teeth.

Bucky moaned and his head began to tilt back towards Steve. Steve undid his fly and pushed Bucky's leggings down. He gripped him by the tail and Bucky cried out again. Then he began toying with Bucky's hole, massaging the head of his cock against it. "I'll take you for little ride... Won't you like that baby? Huhn? Who's a good kitty?" He spit on his hand and Bucky gasped "Oooh, fuck!!" knowing what the sound meant. Steve used his hand to get Bucky open and push his dick inside. "Uh-hoh, yeah, do it, babe!

When he was ready he released Bucky's tail and pinned his arms to the floor by the wrist and began to plow Bucky like no tomorrow. Tail lifted ass up and face down Bucky moaned and gasped as Steve fucked him hard there on the livingroom floor. His tail ear and back all still vibrated with pleasure. He thought he could really get used to it.

"Oh, aaahn! "Bucky whimpered in long loud tones.

It was with intense jackhammer like thrusts, Steve thought drove Bucky to cum rather quickly.

"Ooh oh oh god!!!" Bucky moaned Steve kept going to let Bucky ride it out and soon came himself.

But then he noticed something different that had never happened before. Bucky still laying on the floor was staring straight ahead no longer panting or moaning in bliss till Steve asked. "Babe? You okay??"

Bucky turned his head very slowly and in a different situation would have made Steve laugh at how much he looked like that one famed gif of confused Britney Spears. "T-that's it? How..?"

Steve frowned and pulled away to sit beside Bucky looking at him very seriously. "Honey?"

"How in the fuck did we do all that and I didn't even make it? Something is seriously wrong if you can fuck me like that and I don't cum from it. What new fresh hell..?" Said Bucky unaware that Steve was rather disappointed in himself for the poor performance and the fact he just assumed Bucky was having as much pleasure as he did.

"I... it sounded like..."

"Yeah, it was that good, I just hit a wall and nothing happened." Buck paused for a long awkward silence. "Alright, now this feels weird and I don’t like it."

"I could try again if you just need more time." Steve offered. His own opinion mirrored Bucky's. It's had been a long time since he felt so inept and he did not miss feeling his shortcomings so starkly. 'Shortcomings indeed...' he thought wryly.

"I... dunno. Maybe I'm too stressed out. We can try again later, because I was really looking forward to finishing with you. Don't worry, Nat says it can be like this sometimes, and nothing is perfect 100% of the time." Bucky said trying not to make Steve feel inadequate.

Steve pulled him into a hug. "Okay babe. As long as you're okay. It's just one time. I don't know maybe because we usual don't argue then try that."

Bucky nodded but disagreed. 'Steve, we have stupid little fights and have make up sex all the time. You just don't want think about this anymore and even though I need release still, I'm gonna let that go because today has be too much.'

The pair separated, Bucky going to bathroom to finish alone and Steve to the bedroom to take out something for both to put on after a nice shower. Oblivious to Steve Bucky frustrated himself trying to to prompt an orgasm with anal then finally gave up and begrudgingly took the easy o which came with cock stimulation. The rest of the night had a sour taste to it though they tried had to go back to normal. Bucky's new appearance confirmed normal might not be 8n reach anymore.

TBC

#sm.ut #bucky barnes ns.fw #Bucky barnes #stucky ns.fw #Steve Rogers #have some delicious grapefruit pie #ns.fw

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swiss-cheeze · 5 years ago

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Midnight Memories || Eugene Sledge

Warnings: guns, violence, blood (probably), talks of genitals, semi smut (nothing graphic), swearing, making out & kissing, uhh I don’t know if there’s anything else.

A/N: this does NOT follow a specific episode however it does have quotations from the show.

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“Look at all this dirt and mud on me, not one inch of me is clean” (Y/n) said, glaring at a new recruit, “and look at you, almost little to no dirt, barely fucking blood and you’re grinnin’ like a mad man in a slaughter house for killing ya first Jap” letting go of the man’s collar he stumbled back into the mud and growled.

“WOULD YA QUIT IT ALREADY” the man yelled, he stood up quickly and shoved (Y/n).

“WOULD YOU BOTH SHUT UP OR WE’LL LOOSE OUR POST” Eugene yelled at the pair, “(L/n) go back to the group” (Y/n) glared at the man she had shoved earlier and kept her eye contact.

“I’ sir” the girl mumbled before turning and walking away, heading for Snafu and the rest of the group, Eugene hot on her trials.

“Now you kiss your momma with that mouth?” Snafu asked with a shit-eating grin.

“Can it Snaf, aint in the mood for your games today” (Y/n) grumbled as she slumped down into the dirt, hitting her helmet a little to move out of her view.

“Goddamn it (L/n)” Eugene said as he slid into their ditch.

“And they say the men in the marines have the biggest balls” Snafu said with a grin to Eugene, (Y/n) quirked the corner of her lip.

“I got bigger balls then all of you guys combined” (Y/n) said half-heartedly, “if they allowed me, a woman, into the marines chock full of men and let ME of all of them onto the field then I definitely have bigger balls then anyone here”

“Doesn’t mean you have to yell at a newbie” Eugene said from the side, “I’ve been here shorter then you guys but it’s still no reason to pin him”

“So you wanna go now Sledgehammer?” (Y/n) threatened, a deadly glare shifting through the whole group, “I’ve seen things that would rock your core, I have more mud caked in my ass then you do in your feet. If you wanna go ahead and fuck me over too I won’t hesitate to shoot”

“Calm down love” Snafu said a little shaken, “we’re just waitin’ here. Kay?”

“INCOMING” a voice yelled, a large plane came over the top of the marines before shouting could be heard from in front of them.

“Japs” Snafu muttered as he started shooting.

“HOW IN THE HELL DID THEY GET PASSED US” (Y/n) yelled, “GRENADE”. A loud bang could be heard as well as some screams.

“MUST’VE BEEN TO SMALL FOR THE TROUPS TO KILL THEM BEFORE THEY GOT HERE” Eugene said from beside the girl, he loaded up one of the rockets, yelled out and shot off. A large booming sound came from the Marines side, “WHAT IN GODS NAME WAS THAT” Eugene yelled as he looked towards the sound. Men shouting and signing off could be heard to the groups left but they tried not to pay attention before a man army crawled over to them; Snafu, Eugene and (Y/n) kept firing their guns.

“OUR PLANE THOUGHT WE WHERE THE ENEMY, TOOK OUT THREE OF OUR FOX HOLES AND AT LEAST NINE MEN” the man yelled, Snafu kept shooting but Eugene stopped momentarily as he looked to (Y/n).

“Keep going, don’t stop” (Y/n) muttered, a tear slipped down her cheek but it was the only one, Eugene went back to firing his gun.

“CEASE FIRE. CEASE FIRE” a man yelled, Eugene growled as he stopped his rifle as one Jap kept moving slowly towards them. (Y/n) stood up, about to walk out and finish the man but Eugene was quicker, he pulled out his handgun and shot at the Jap, (Y/n) bent and held her arm up as cover before falling to her left into the arms of Snafu.

“IDIOT WHAT THE FUCK” (Y/n) yelled.

“I SAID CEASE FIRE” the captain yelled, Eugene started to walk away but the captain kept talking, “WHEN I SAY SIEZE FIRE YOU SIEZE FIRE” the captain stayed still as Eugene did too, “what where you doing?” the captain said harshly, the whole platoon was looking towards the captain and Eugene.

“Killin’ Japs” Eugene said coldly slowly turning around.

“You just gave away our GODDAMN position Marine!” the captain yelled.

“I think they got a pretty good idea of where we are in the first place” Eugene hit back, Snafu turned to (Y/n) quickly.

“Can of beans that Eugene will hit the captain” Snafu said with a cocky grin.

“I TOLD YOU TO CEASE FIRE, YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE OBSERVING, what do I see? – I SEE YOU WITH YOUR GODDAMN SIDE ARM” the captain yelled.

“You’re on” (Y/n) muttered softly.

“WE’RE ALL SENT HERE TO KILL JAPS WEREN’T WE?” Eugene yelled, “SO WHAT THE HELL DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE WHAT WEAPON WE USE” Eugene got into the captain face and gritted his teeth, “I’ll use my goddamn hands if it had too” and he walked off. The captain turned around and glared at Snafu and (Y/n) as he walked to the pair.

“Get him under control” the captain said through gritted teeth before returning to his post. (Y/n) sighed softly and started to get up.

“I’ll see to him, you owe me a can of beans” (Y/n) said, she started to get out of the hole and holstered her hand gun before walking over to Eugene; sitting up a small mountain of rocks overlooking the bodies of the Japanese and the field, he was playing with a small bit of grass with his pipe in his mouth.

“Well marine, you sure pissed off our captain and Snaf now owes me a can of beans. Should I be proud or mad?” (Y/n) said with a grin as she came up the rocks and sat down next to Eugene.

“Snaf owes you a can o’ beans?” Eugene asked looking at the girl with a cocked eyebrow.

“Made a bet whether or not you’d strike the captain. I won saying you wouldn’t. Mommas boy you are wouldn’t do it” (Y/n) said with a childish grin as she too started playing with some pieces of grass and mud.

“Mommas boy I am wouldn’t strike the captain but still keeps track of how many Japs he kills?” Eugene questioned with a hint of a smile.

“Yeah, exactly” (Y/n) replied with a little body jump and a grin, “Fucking bullshit though, ‘f I find the goddamn F.O. that called the arty, I’d shoot ‘Im” (Y/n) said softly, her southern accent had started to come out. After spending some time with Eugene she had adopted the accent unwillingly.

“Sons of bitches’ll just do it again” Eugene muttered as he took the pipe from his mouth and looked at the burning tobacco.

“Why’d they shell us” (Y/n) mumbled, in the short amount of time they had of answers to the bombing she didn’t think Eugene would actually answer.

“Cause some asshole officer read a map wrong, nobody gives a shit about us.” Eugene muttered back, (Y/n) cocked a grin.

“Didn’t think you’d answer” (Y/n) said side-eying the marine next to her.

“I don’, just a suspicion” Eugene said before looking over to the groups.

“They’re setting up camp” (Y/n) muttered, “when did they even cross the field?” the girl asked rhetorically.

“Time passes by quicker when you’re having fun doesn’t it?” Eugene asked as he started walking to the camping ground.

“Oh so we’re having fun now?” (Y/n) asked with a grin as she followed Eugene across the ground.

“I was” Eugene said, before (Y/n) could reply Snafu threw their bedding as each other as well as a cover.

“’Ere, caps orders” Snafu said with his grin while chewing some gum, or tobacco, they didn’t know.

“Caps orders of what?” Eugene asked as he looked at the bedding and covers.

“Y’all are the last lookouts, from twelve in the morning until six” Snafu said, “so get some sleep now”

“Who’s first?” (Y/n) asked as she started setting up.

“Dunno, but shut up I’m tryna sleep” Snafu said, he rolled over in his bedding before throwing a can of beans in the pairs direction before dozing off.

“Eat now or wait until guard” (Y/n) said smirking to herself as she looked at the beans, turning the can over in her hands.

“Wait until we’re on guard” Eugene said dismissively.

“And why’s that Genie?” the girl questioned as she laid down in her bedding, Eugene didn’t answer for a few moments as he got into his bedding.

“Gives you a chance to eat without having to discharge by using a rifle” Eugene said, “Goodnight”, and with that Eugene rolled over.

“Night Genie” (Y/n) said with a small smile as she got into her bedding, a soft smile placed over her mouth as she looked into the night sky, it was more peaceful up there then down with them.

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“Wake up, we got duty” Eugene said sleepily, shaking (Y/n)’s shoulder, the girl woke almost immediately with a grumble.

“We don’t get paid for this do we?” the girl mumbled softly as she slowly got up.

“Don’t think so” Eugene responded with a slight grin, (Y/n) stood up quickly as Eugene grabbed their rifles, extra bullets and started heading to the observation point, (Y/n) slowly trailing behind with her can of beans, a pot, a box of matches, and a spoon. Eugene sat down at the rocks the pair had been at before as (Y/n) slowly crawled her way up to his position and started setting up a small fire.

“Ya know, I think this may be the first time I’d be having beans that are actually cooked” (Y/n) said, she stuck her knife into the top of the canteen and started cutting away at the metal, taking back the lid and then dumping the contents of the can into the pot. Eugene lit one of the matches and started to burn the dead grass under the small sticks of the fire before putting the pot into the small hole of the fire, the beans slowly starting to cook as the sticks and twigs crackled beneath the metal.

“Ever or since you entered the war?” Eugene asked as he started to move around the beans making sure to get an even cook.

“Since I entered,” the girl sighed as she looked at the night sky, “haven’t had hot food for a long while actually” she mumbled softly before changing subjects, “so, what about you then huh Genie? Why’d ya get in here when you could be out there” (Y/N) said as she nudged the boy.

“Just wanted to help is all, can’t stand sitting back from something this big. Almost didn’t let me in though, my dad’s a doctor, said I couldn’t and shouldn’t because of the heart murmur I had” Eugene said blandly, “went against his rules in the end though, entered, got in. Now I’m stuck in this place until otherwise told”

“Well it aint all that bad I guess” (Y/n) sighed, Eugene looked at the girl with a cocked eyebrow, “haven’t died yet have we?” the girl asked with a large grin as she stretched out on the rocks.

“No, guess not” Eugene mumbled as he pulled the pot off of the fire and set it aside on the cool rocks, “dinner is done”

“Perfect, I’m starving. Literally” (Y/n) said, the girl sat up quickly and looked to the pot as Eugene put out the fire. Eugene laughed softly as the final remains of the fire got put out, grabbing the pot Eugene handed the pot handle to (Y/n) who quickly dug into the food. Scooping a large amount into her mouth quickly before chewing and handing the spoon and pot to Eugene.

“What? Cold?” he asked.

“No” (Y/n) said softly, “eat”

“Why”

“You need it, you may be gaining a little muscle but you need food to go with it” (Y/n) said, she nudged the pot and spoon to Eugene who took it carefully and took a mouthful before handing it back.

“It’s beautiful tonight” Eugene said absently looking up at the sky.

“Really? I thought it was beautiful all the time” (Y/n) said as she looked up as well, handing the pot to Eugene who took a mouthful with a confused look.

“The stench of dead bodies and blood and the firing of guns and screams is beautiful?” the boy asked as he handed the beans to (Y/n), the girl laughed softly as she looked to Eugene.

“When I get to look at you all day I’d say so yes” (Y/n) said with a cheesy grin. Eugene let a smile cross his face for a moment.

“A-are” Eugene cleared his throat, “are you flirting with me?”, (Y/n) laughed softly as the boy took the pot and ate what was left of the food.

“Have been since you got deported here Genie” (Y/n) said as she laid back on the rocks, arms behind her head.

“I’m sorry I didn’t notice” Eugene said, internally scolding himself for saying something so weird.

“Don’t be Genie, nobody notices me” (Y/n) mumbled softly. A wind blew through the trees and the clouds moved as a sweet silence came over the pair, soft snores could be heard in the distance from the sleeping marines.

“I notice you” Eugene said after a little while, his arms wrapped around his shins and his chin rested on his knees.

“Don’t flatter yourself” (Y/n) said softly as she closed her eyes.

“I mean it” Eugene said he turned to crane his neck to look at the girl before giving up and turning fully to her, “I notice when you walk away from the group to go help someone with their riffle, I notice when you scrub your boots clean almost every night, I notice how serious you get when we’re in range and shooting the Japs, I notice when you curl yourself in almost every night and cry; every night you cry and I don’t know why. I notice when you bite your lip when getting yelled at by the captain, I notice when you realise something; a pattern in the Japs fighting, a kink in a gun or a bomber a mile away, you always quirk your lip and you always say ‘well I’ll be damned’” Eugene took a breath as (Y/n) sat up on her elbows, “I know we’re all just marines and we may just be a part of the body count when and if this war ever ends but I notice these small things, not because it’s things to get my mind off of the war but also because…” Eugene paused and sighed, “Because I really like you” Eugene went back to his previous position. (Y/n) sat quietly for a moment as she let the words sink in and let herself think for a while.

“You know I almost didn’t become a marine, didn’t sign up” (Y/n) said, Eugene took this moment to lay down next to the girl, “almost would have never have met you, Snaf, Leckie and everyone else” the girl sighed softly, “can I try something probably really stupid?” the girl asked as she stared up at the sky.

“We could die at any moment and you’re asking for permission to do something stupid?” Eugene asked with a small smile, turning his head to look at the girl.

“Yeah, you’re right I shouldn’t do it” (Y/n) girl sighed sarcastically.

“That’s not what I meant!” Eugene said loudly, shoving the girl softly. (Y/n) laughed softly as she sat up on her elbows.

“Fine fine! You asked for it” (Y/n) exclaimed, the girl quickly leaned forward to Eugene and connected her lips with his. Eugene’s eyes widened as he braced his hands behind himself to keep steady from the force of the kiss, the moon glinted in the background as the stars shone above the pair. As (Y/n) started to move back and separate the kiss Eugene realised what she was doing and brought his hand up to the back of her neck and pulled her forward to his lips again, Eugene’s hand slid to the side of her cheek and jaw as (Y/n) squeaked slightly from the sudden action. A soft hum came from the girl as Eugene glided his tongue over the girls bottom lip, (Y/n) opened her mouth slightly and let Eugene’s tongue dance with hers as her head tilted to the side slightly to get a better angle and her hands came to wrap around the boys waist as Eugene slowly pulled the girl on top of himself as he laid down. (Y/n)’s hand came to wrap in Eugene’s orange locks and pulled softly, emitting a soft groan from the boy beneath her as his head went along with her pulling; (Y/n) bent down and started to quickly kiss and nip at the skin of his neck as the boy whined softly, his hands going to the girls waist and pulling her down harder onto his groin, her growing wetter, him growing harder by every second that passed. A soft moan passed through the girls mouth as she slowly started to try and unbutton Eugene’s shirt, her hand going under the boys shirt and gliding her thumb over the soft skin she found there, (Y/n) was about to glide her hand down further south before-

“AAAAHHHHHH”

Feet.

Running.

Screams.

“THE JAPS” both (Y/n) and Eugene yelled together as they separated, Eugene scrambled for his gun as (Y/n) grabbed the siren left over by the team before them; setting off the siren as Eugene started to slowly pick off the Japs as the once sleeping marine scrambled for their guns and started to pick off what they could. There only seemed to be about 30 or 35 Japs coming for the large team but they were picked off extremely quickly, while guns were fired and the screams of the Japanese died down every minute (Y/n) and Eugene where laughing to themselves at the situation, not even contemplating the shit they’ll be getting from the captain, Snaf or their team mates.

#joe mazzello x reader #joe mazello x reader #joe mazzelo x reader #joe mazzello #eugene sledge #eugene sledge x reader #the pacific #the pacific eugene sledge

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yeunbins · 6 years ago

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till dusk, till dawn

➳ summary: in apocalyptic world, is there a chance for you to find love?

➳ genre: apocalyptic!au

➳ a/n: gif creds goes to @hayoonbin! this was requested by annonue and i got too carried away writing it and uGh i love it so much!! kinda inspired by multiple zombie movies esp. the walking dead!

“mom, what are those?” your voice quivered in fear. You see your mom stagger up the stairs and run towards your room. she grabs a backpack from your closet and stuffs clothes, the first aid kit, and water in it. “mom answer me!” you cried out loud. “run and never look back” her voice boomed. You look at her crying face in confusion. she shows her arm which revealed a bite mark. you run up to her and sobbed. You felt her stroke your hair in a loving manner. “I love you, sweetie” she says truthfully as your mom feels herself turning. the bangs downstairs got louder and louder. “mom please” you sobbed. your mom suddenly grabs a pistol. “mom.. what are you doing?” you asked in panic. “after I fire this gun, promise me you will take this and run” she looks at you dead in the eye “no mom!” you tried to stop her but its too late. she pulled the trigger. “ MOM!!” you screamed in agony.

you woke up from your daydream when you heard a clunk at the other side of the store. In a hurry, you grabbed the canned goods and other necessities you needed and shoved them in your bag. you stealthily paced around the store to check where the sound came from. you peeked over at the shelves to see a zombie. Not wasting any more time, you threw your army knife at his head. you watched the zombie fall to the ground. you look down at the zombie with your knife on its head. “poor guy” you say out loud. you pulled the knife from his head and ran out of the convenience store.

running out the store, you were greeted with the fresh air with the smell of rotting bodies. you were used to this kind of lifestyle by now. killing zombies here and there, finding abandoned houses in the rich subdivisions or in the villages to sleep in. your main “home” as you called it was in the forest. you knew your way in and out of the forest in your town. though there are still some parts of it to be discovered. you are now headed to the front and you see a hoard of zombies ahead of your direction. you didn’t bring attention to yourself by walking cautiously. even if there was a zombie in front of you, you would just stab them on the head.

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it was just a regular day at the treasure base. asahi, yoshinori, and jaehyuk were getting down from the watch towers from their night shift. byunggon calls everyone to the dining area for their daily meeting. “any news?” byunggon asks everyone who was still in a sleepy state. “nothing from the night before hyung” asahi reports. “hmm. I guess that’s like a daily thing now” seunghun comments.

as everyone was busy reporting the activities from the dag before, byunggon checks the members attendance. “where’s mashiho?” byunggon asks. “in the kitchen hyung!” yedam answers. byunggon noticed the meeting was awfully quiet.

“where’s jihoon, junkyu, and the rookie?” as on cue, the three stumble together at the door. “present.. for duty.. hyung” junkyu tries to hold in his laughter.

keyword: tried.

Byunggon massaged his temples at the three. “So, what are we-“ “hyung we ran out of food!” mashiho runs in. “NO FOOD?!” hajeongwoo exclaim in sync. “WHAT!?” junkyu screams in a high voice. “everybody listen up!” seunghun slams his fist against the metal table. all The boys stopped what they were doing. “thanks bro” byunggon bumps his fist with seunghun seunghun. “no problem” seunghun grins. “anyway, since we’re out of food, jihoon, junkyu, and the rookie here,” byunggon points at the three. “you three will scout for our food” he finishes. “great! we’re gonna go outside again” jihoon laughs, “and we try not to get killed yeehaw!” junkyu adds but ruins the mood. both leaders, byunggon and seunghun facepalm. “just head over to doyoungie and hyunsukie’s station to get your guns.” seunghun sighs. “copy that!”

“we’re in scouting duty again!” junkyu giggles. “ yep. but its our rookie’s first misson” jihoon coos at yoonbin, who just vaguely smiles a bit. “ aw come on, rookie! loosen up a bit” Jihoon throws his hand over yoonbin’s shoulder. “come on, guys. It’s not the time to—what was that?” rustling was heard. the three boys gripped their guns tightly against their chest.

—

you are now walking through the forest. just feeling the cold breeze hit your skin brings you relaxation or peace despite living in a apocalyptic world where the dead wants to eat you alive. your train of thought was cut short when you heard voices nearby. you dropped your bag filled with goods and hid around a tree.

“yo! who would leave this!!” a giddy voice exclaims. “be quiet man! you’re gonna bring us attention!” another voice hushed. “careful, we don’t know if there’s a catch” a deep voice interfers. “please” the other boy scoffs, “like there’s any other—“

he gets cut off by you grabbing a boy and holding a knife against his neck. 2 guns were pointed at you. “drop your weapons” you demanded. they slowly complied and dropped theirs. Even the boy you held hostage dropped his gun.

“who are you and what are you doing here?!” you pointed the knife towards the two boys who were holding their hands up. “i’m jihoon and thats junkyu” jihoon points to the guy beside him. “the one you held hostage is yoonbin” he then points to the boy you’re holding. “we’re scouting for food for our base” he explains.

“what base? there aren’t any bases here!” you raise your brow at the two boys. as you try to get information from them, you didn’t notice yoonbin who took the opportunity to flip you around. so now you’re the one who’s held hostage. “FUCK!” you yelped

“oH MY GOD DUDE DID YOU SEE THAT?! BYUNGGON HYUNG IS GONNA BE SO HAPPY AND SHOCKED” junkyu jumps. “guess we’re taking you hostage, lady” yoonbin whispers in your ear. “we’re gonna take your food if you don’t mind!” jihoon smiles as he grabs your little duffle bag filled with canned goods. “FUCK OFF THAT’S MINE” you trashed around yoonbin’s arms. “not anymore~” junkyu says in a sing song voice. “c’mon rookie. let’s head back now” jihoon commands. yoonbin pushed you harshly and now you four were walking to their base.

–

“you’re back early– whO IS THAT?!” jeongwoo screams over the intercom. “a stranger danger that’s what” jihoon mumbles enough for you to hear. you kicked jihoon’s ass which caused him to yell in pain. “DUDE! control her! she kicked my ass!” jihoon complained. “literally” junkyu joked. you snap your head at him and gave him a glare. “sorry” he says quickly. “you’re quite feisty aren’t you” yoonbin tries to give you a small talk, only for you to give him your best death glare. “cool” he replies.

you were now walking to the front door. their base reminded you of an army base with all the wires and metal doors everywhere. not to mention the watch towers and all that. “hyung! we found another civilian!” junkyu reports. “this time she’s a bit hostile” jihoon whispers over to byunggon. “where is she?” byunggon asked the two. “she’s with the rookie. oh my god hyung like he did a backflip and shit and the girl can’t do anything!” junkyu blabbered.

“it’s a girl?! hyunsuk and seunghun both piped up. “yeah–“ before jihoon could finish his sentence, byunggon, seunghun and hyunsuk ran off to where yoonbin was guarding you.

–

“you know, you could always let go of me right?” you smile fakely at yoonbin who’s still holding your arms together. “no can do. you’re hostile as fuck” he comments. “what the fuck is that supposed to mean?!” you start to raise your voice. “this is exactly why i can’t let you go” he counters. you huff at your place and try to find something to distract him. you spot an ajar door. an idea came into mind.

“oH MY GOD LOOK THERE MIGHT BE A ZOMBIE” you screamed. yoonbin got startled, “WHERE?!” he looks around frantically. taking this as an opportunity that he’s distracted, you ran away from him. “wha– come back here!” he yells. you sprinted faster but he’s catching up.

‘for a rookie they’re talking about, he’s pretty good’ you thought to yourself. you were now running around a goddamn table. you hear yoonbin ‘tsked’ and slid over to your side. “FUCK DUDE IT AINT THAT SERIOUS” you cry out as you ran faster than ever.

he finally catches up and tackles you to the ground. “you aren’t going anywhere” he says coldly. “yeah i am” you argue as you fight against him. “do you ever give up?” he pants as he tries to block your attacks. “nope, never” you smile. suddenly you felt something prick you. “ow!” you pushed yoonbin off of you as you felt yourself getting dizzy. “wha– the” you slurred. the last thing you remember was falling and you feel yourself being lifted and you’re out like a light.

—

you jolt up from the hard bed. hitting your head angst a shelf in the process. “fuCK!” you cursed loudly. “she’s awake!” you hear an unfamiliar voice call out. suddenly, a group of boys scrambled inside the room. “oh wow” one comments. “oh no she has a bruise forming” another comments. “i got the ice” another announces. “damn rookie what did you do to her” one jokes and the whole group broke into laughter.

“who the fuck are you guys” you ask them. “damn, you’re right hoon. she’s feisty as shit!” a blonde boy exclaims. “told ya” jihoon’s familiar voice echoed in the room.

“hello! i’m byunggon. i’m the group’s leader. you’re at our base. you are another civilian we found around the area!” byunggon introduces himself. “here around me are the other civilians me and seunghun found.” he points to a tall boy who’s smiling like a dad.

“this is hyunsuk, yedam, jaehyuk, doyoung, yoshinori and asahi” he points to the boys behind him. “and you already met those three” he then points to jihoon, junkyu and yoonbin who was leaning against the doorframe.

“i know what you feel right now. so we’ll give you time to take in everything.” byunggon puts a hand on your shoulder. “mashiho, make her some food. yedam, give her an ice pack” he looks at mashiho and yedam who were standing outside. “got it hyung!” they say. byunggon stands up and walks over to jihoon, junkyu and yoonbin.

“you three, watch over her incase she plans anything funny” byunggon whispers to the three. “nah hyung, let’s just leave it to the rookie here” jihoon teases yoonbin. “fuck off” yoonbin rolls his eyes. junkyu winked at byunggon hoping he got the idea. byunggon looked like he was about to laugh.

“okay then, rookie, watch over her for tonight” byunggon smirks at yoonbin who groaned and threw death glares at the two idiots. “bye~” they waved as they ran for their lives after leaving the room.

you watched as mashiho placed down a plate filled with food. you looked at him and mouthed a quick ‘thank you’ he shows you a toothy grin and walks off together with yedam who shyly gave you the ice pack. they both ran off and closed the door right after. you were now laying down at the bed with your hand holding an ice pack against your forehead.

“for someone who’s gonna watch over me, you don’t talk much” you comment at yoonbin who’s just standing at the corner with a gun. “just doing what i’m told to” he replies. you scoffed, “yeah right, sure”

“why won’t we start with the basics, like introducing ourselves. hey! that’s a good idea” you open up a conversation. you hear yoonbin sigh, “fine. what’s your name?” he asks. you gasp and put your hand over your chest. “i thought you’d never ask!” you say. he rolls his eyes at you. “anyway i’m y/n” you smile at him.

after hours of just talking about anything, yoonbin hears your breathing go steady. indicating you have already fallen asleep. he quietly tip toes outside where he could leave you asleep in peace. he closed the door quietly as he could. suddenly, a hand grabbed his shoulder. “hey rookie” it was byunggon.

“hey.. uh hyung” yoonbin smiles politely at the leader. “i see that you did something earlier with our new comer huh” he smiles at yoonbin. ‘oh no, is this going somewhere’ yoonbin thinks to himself. “i need you to be with her for a few days. like give her a tour and all that shit. make sure she has something to do. is that okay?” byunggon asks. ‘fuck’ he thought. knowing he can’t say no to gon, he agrees. “okay” byunggon smiles widely, “ey! that’s our rookie! get some rest, you have a long day ahead of you” byunggon pats his chest.

yoonbin walks through the long hallways as he goes to his room. his room was kinda small but it has a bed and that’s all what matters. his neighbors are mashiho and seunghun. who are both busy everyday. he drops his gun on the floor, he opens the small closet and changes into his hoodie and sweats. he crawls to his bed, making himself comfy. once he’s adjusted, yoonbin sighs before being knocked out cold.

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Revolutionary Girl Utena 4-7

Hm...Not quite as clean as last time, but hey. Less stewing, for better or worse. And God, shit just keeps happening.

Episode 4

Opening 10000@ chunked full of meaning. Similarly, lacking context for any of it right now, so that's s for later, .

Still trying to get over the bit where the two are in armor and look like they're about to come to blows before going in the same direction though.

Express the eternal beauty huh.

Also, Nanami you trfling what are you....

Woman can put her logic on a man huh...? Odd, but ok.

It's kinda amazing how much folks be putting on Anthy and not people who are actually, you know, who are actually to blame. Gotta get that Rose Bride who does....uh...Something. Girlfriend(?), Muse, Key to reVOLUTION???? Little talk o anthy. For literally everyone so far.

Though Miki at least seems to acknowledge her a bit.

When's Nanami's turn to fight.

Shadow Girls gonna make us feel mad dumb later. Feelin it.

Nanami jesus christ chill the fuck out. The most trifling bullshit I swear. Petty bullshit. Mind, Middle schooler so.

Ok, hey, that's a FUCK ton of snails. Like goddamn. Named them...? Uh... Uhhhhhhhh.

THAT IS A WHOLE ASS SNAKE WHOA HEY WAIT A MINUTE. Garter Snake but.

Makin the maxuse of those repeat frames and text.

Also, all night for the snake...?

An...Octopus....?

AN OCTOPUS? WHAT THE FUCK. YES NANAMI

A ballooon?

Miki, you literally know nothing about her.

Nanami soul crushed. Chuchu just..Trollin.

Seriously though, Anthy and animals that a thing?

Nananmi actually asking a relevant question. Why DOES everyone like Anthy so much out of nowhere? She's cute, but she's kinda reclusive so...?

Where'd Anthy learn that song? Didn't Miki write it...? Also, homeboy's sister? Found your shining thing huh?

Ending Also Clearly has some meaning that I'm not quite getting. Rose Bride Utena is...Kinda weird. Feels wrong? Gotta sit down with the lyrics for op and ending though. But yeah, both them rose brides feels...Odd. And it seems to be mirroring? So that's strange.

Do it for Miki's sake? Right and not for hers...?

Episode 5

Huh. Shadow Girls share VA with the teaming masses of school girls. Also, the budget for these fight scenes.

Why is it always the same three girls btw?

Does the Entire senior Student council just talk in riddles? Saionji was pretty straightforward but he's a dumbass apparently.

Awkward Confusing smiles abound. And this damn monkey again. I don't even dislike him he's just there. And those eyes.....

Wrote a famous song...? Uhhhhh. Sibs huh.

Destroyed the garden own hands? Miki did you do something to your sister? Oh hey caged bird little girl? Sure it's nothing.

And he left her (of no choice of his own cause fucking measles) sis got traumatized, and now idolizing that memory and his sister?

Is she dead or something? Have you talked with her? Also, where the hell...

WHAT ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH MIKI?

Utena: Please be a person Anthy I fucking beg you. This duel bullshit is dumb.

Anthy: Ok, but I'm your bride. I am down with this system my girl.

SHELL BREAKING. Wait a second, does this elevator thing happen right before every duel or revelation?

Are there only- hold up, dissolve the student council. Hey good on you Miki.

Miki: Aint this gonna fuck something up for people.

Touga: Aight, but hey if you feel it fuck the system kid.

Miki, just ignoring his sis and...what's with the dishevelment. Was she...? Piano room's not for HOLY SHIT WAS SHE FUCKING TOUGA

Sis looks just like you, But you're cuter. Uhhhhhhhhhhh

Touga, Only the winner get's to do what they want. And I banged your sister who you seem to hate, y u mad.

Miki: My sis used to look cute as an angel. You look like an angel btw

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Anthy: *BLANK EMPTY LOOK” OF COURSE I'LL STOP IF SHE TELLS ME I AM THE ROSE BRIDE

Touga: INCREASINGLY NUDE: Hey, REMEMBER THE ROSE BRIDE SHIT I JUST TOLD YOU. YOU GOTTA BE BUFF TO HAVE THE BRIDE BRUH

Two Steps: Miki I will Trash the System Touga Interrupt Fuck, I guess I gotta fight Utena in this barbaric bullshit. Due Time.

SHADOW GALS APPROVE PIRACY. Also, What do you want.

Dat Absolute Destiny Yeahhhhhhhh Settin the Mood. Someone's about to get Some kind of REVELATION. From DIOS. Or some such. Actually, Dios is pretty close to god (I may be super wrong here) but the possibly flipping nature of it all is I guess, some kind of truth thing since if it were pure skill, as suggested with Juri losing to Miki somehow, utena deffo wouldn't have beaten Saionji. So, Whoever has the better understanding of things get's the power of Dios? Thus the power to change the world? Seems straightforward enough. Though why Anthy has that power.

NEW DUEL THEME. DOPE SONGS What's the meaning cause man, they're apparently different per duel, as per (?????) which seems so so far.

Miki: I want the Bride!

Utena: YOU SURE THIS IS HOW YOU WANT IT?

Miki, SHE WANTS THE FREE

Anthy: SOULLESS EYES. For real, she needs to emote.more regular like. Seemingly likes Utena so....

Utena Wins, Defloration Complete. Beat, like that, one stroke.

Miki's Sis: I freaked out on stage and was never good. People thought I was though

Miki: I'M GONNA GO ALL OUT ON THIS DUEL SHIT YOU WATCH.

Utena: DO YOU NOT GET IT BRUH?

Episode 6

Ah, the good ole days when you could repeat frames like that.

Nanami almost dies, weird faceless stalker and car driver, mk

Nanami: SOMEONE IS TRYING TO KILL ME, LEMME JUST HOP ON THIS TABLE TO PROVE THE POINT.

Touga: I have Important s THOT s student council work.

Oh shit that hit her square in the face..

Utena: Trying to Kill Nanami Clearly.

That ball is lodged in her dome damn.

Utena: TOGAS A THOT, FACT

Touga: KILL THEM. KILL THE VERMIN

Anthy: Life is life. Leave it be.

Nanami: MY BROTHER WANTS ME DEAD. ANTHY IS BEHIND THIS. THAT WITCH SEDUCING HIM

Why does everyone think he'd kill his sister. Damn Nanami. What's your relationship that people buy it immediately.

A whole ass horse and...chickens?

Prince Appeared. Mitsuru Tsuwabuki....?????????? Watch for the name I guess.

Why...Why do they assume all these dudes are her type off hand? Like...

Oh hey he has a face and is a small boy ok. Uh...Hey, Are you prpositioning a child. Um.

Shadow Gals what he fuck does curry have to do with it. Are y'all trollin.

Also, hey Nanami. Uh. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

ACTUALLY DATING A KID? TO JEALOUS YOUR BROTHER? WAT

A Brocon. And a drama queen. Everyone is baffled.

What the fuck is he doing in the locker. Just...snapped her fingers. Under her desk. Man slave boy. Uh

uhhhhhh.

WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM SAIONJI. Hidden Love

Hard Ignore.

Nanami: Who are you three idiots. WHERE DID THE BOY COME FROM.

Y'all about to throw down with a kid. And he's...He won, damn. PUT HIS BODY IN THE LAKE JESUS.

Nanami: Mitsuru is my boyfriend. I can treat him how I like.

Mitsuru: ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A BOYFRIEND

Is this...Is this a rosebride thing? Like a kinda fucky mirror jam?

Also, did Touga 1v1 a Bull and win? What the fuck? I agree Mitsuru, he's pretty cool yeah.

Be a Big Bro, not a boyfriend. No choice but to put her in danger again in order to get her to be what I want.

Where did that equipment come from.

WHAT IS WITH THIS SCHOOL. A KANGAROO? WERE THEY GONNA BOX THIS ASSHOLE?

So, Mitsuru as rosebride, Gotta Protec, get’s wrecked. So...Uh..Anthy....?

Boy fucked up that kangaroo. 1V1 me YOU PUSSY DO IT COWARD.

Nanami: Don't be an idiot jesus fucking christ. I CAN'T JUST LET SOMEONE USEFUL DIE FOR ME GOD.

Was...Was Touga the one fighting the Kangaroo...For Real? Why...Why was he...One PUNCH.

Mitsuru: Lemme be your bro please.

Episode 7

Ohp, Serious time out the gate ok. Guess 6 was a palette cleanser.

Juri: Dominant. Sure I'm buff but what for? God.

Juri Arisugawa? Alice Refs...? Seen that name used that way before. I'll watch for it.

Huh, the immediate mirroring with Utena is...odd?

Juri: Fuck Off Vice Principal.

Wait, was he hitting on...her...? Oh that's not.

Chuchu always with Utena? Huh.

Also Juri, Dominant as fuck, offing students left and right.

Oh, she's explaining things. Rosebride gives power to revolution.

Utena: Oh cool, super powers. Dope. Seems MAD FUCKING STUPID.

Juri: Yeah. Seems dumb right.

Ok, juri uh...Has EVERYONE Slapped Anthy thus far? Like...Ok? Does Everyone Get a Turn? Is...Is this a thing? It's kinda.

SHELL TIME. DUEL? DUELL?

End of the World: DUEL TIME

Is touga trying to kill Miki. What's with knives man? Miki. HOW MANY KNIVES. BLINDFOLDS

Juri: I don't believe any of this shit. I'll prove it's bs.

Old love. It's 1000000% not this dude. Don't you. Play me.

ORANGE ROSE AT CROTCH LEVEL WHAT? And she got denied I guess...?

SHES IN LOVE WITH SOMOENE AND ITS NOT YOU.

There was some love triangle shit, and girl is perpetrating.

MUSIC GONE. SHITS REAL

Jesus this show is just full of bullshit.

Ok, we had a moment with why utena is the way is she is, Juri Does not approve. Miracles are Bullshit, I will dunk you in the the fucking OCEAN.

Rabbits Dance all around huh. OK.

SHADOW GALS. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.

ABSOLUTE DESTINY TIME. TIME FOR SOMEONES IDEALS TO GET BUSTED I GUESS.

Also, like how the various wings on the garden go from vaguely angelic to kinda ominous. I mean the whole deal is sketchy as fuck, you don't just start singing about the apocalypse and ignore it. DARKNESS OF LIGHT DAWG. DARKNESS DARKNESS EVERYWHERE. KINGDOM HEARTS WISHES!

Also is that castle CG? It feels it but...

Juri: MIRACLES ARE BS BUT IF THEY'RE REAL SHOW ME THE TRUFACTS

Utena: NOT SURE ABOUT MIRACLES BUT WHATEVER I DON'T NEED THAT SHIT.

FIGHT. Oh boy new song.

Lucifers light...? Uh...All of this is ominous as fuck. Then a bunch of night and darkness gods.

Certainty of Death, Namely Light.

Sword Falls Just so to cut the Rose. Uh. Miracle....?

Uh...Juri Was Robbed.

Consistently though, the stronger convictions won. Juri was legit robbed, but she hesitated, so she lost.

Juri: MIRACLES ARE BULLSHIT AND MY GAY LOVE WAS NOT RESPECTED GOD

Also, Juri=Lucifer? For...The Student Council...? She does seem to be the one who least believes in this shit. She didn’t even duel utena for the rose bride like literally everyone else. She just wanted to prove Utena’s ideals wrong.

#Revolutionary Girl Utena #Liveblog #This Show is all up in the symbols like goddamn #Can't even have a doofy filler episode without QUESTIONABLE SEMIOTICS #Anthy Slides Further Into the Uncanny Valley.

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adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy · 5 years ago

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ANDREA! I recently watched far from home again and goddamn Tom Holland is so FINE😫LIKE OMG I FELT BAD CAUSE WELL HE WAS ON THE PLANE TALKING TO HAPPY ALL BEAT UP AND SAD I WAS JUST LIKE 😳👅so basically the point of this ask is u know any good Tom Holland blogs... PLS AND THANK U

IF THIS AINT A WHOLE ASS MOOD!!!!!

I don’t really follow any tom blogs though, just marvel blogs and they reblog stuff about him SNSJJWJSS

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OFFAL HUNT REMASTER LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 9

oh goody!

well this is it. the Date Chapter. the chapter, in which, the Date happens. lowkey im so fucking hype for this stupid goddamn chapter AAAAAAAAAAAA this is when the sexy got kicked up about seven notches and i know its gonna be a fucking twenty from here on out so LETS GO LESBIANS LETS GO

“Is this your date, Ms. Fall?” he asked.

Cinder didn’t look away from Glynda. “Mhm.”

STRAIGHT OUT OF THE GODDAMN GATE WE DIDN’T EVEN HAVE A SECOND TO EVEN GATHER OURSELVES JUST STRAIGHT UP HUH!!!!!!!!! ‘is this your date’ im legally dead

What the fuck.

already im fucking THRIVING im so glad this chapter’s mood got encapsulated within the first ten seconds and im definitely gonna have to re-read this chapter for the full unannotated experience OOOOOOOOOH MY GOD IM SO READY

Glynda’s thoughts ricocheted inside her head like coins left in a dryer. A part of her couldn’t understand what was happening and disengaged. The rest of her, grasping for purchase in all this, reasoned that going with Cinder was better than staying here confused, alone, and utterly displaced.

glynda ‘i aint ever had a gf before’ goodwitch at her PEAK right here. like GOD shes gone from ‘cinder’s trying to murder me’ to ‘cinder just plopped me right into a date’ like CINDER. CINDER YR CHANGING GEARS SO FAST. YOU DIDNT EVEN SEND FLOWERS OR ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

is it because shes a u-haul lesbian or

Higher, Glynda realized the dress itself was backless, revealing the black tattoo she’d seen so often before, perfectly centered between sharp shoulder blades.

this gay energy is BONKERS, quite frankly??????? where did cinder get her dress from? why does she have it? did she buy it just for this fuckery? or will she pull the ‘i just had a this lil number laying around’ line????????? does she wanna seduce glynda to death?????? was this PLANNED OR DID SHE JUST DECIDE SHE WANTED A DATE AND WTH LIFE REALLY IS SHORT ON REMNANT THESE DAYS?????????? cinder fall please explain your workings to the class

maybe Glynda wasn’t the only one who’d become adept at reading her opponent.

👏 when 👏 will 👏 they 👏 kiss 👏 already 👏👏👏👏

me: this is a slowburn also me: if u assholes dont give me this in the next ten seconds-

“Unarmed? As if you could be so helpless.”

cinder’s style of flirting is just. commentating on a person’s deadliness. that’s IT it’s the only TRICK SHE HAS and its working, is the thing,

im reading the description of the table and remembering the shitpost and oh my god i have to draw this???? hell IS real!!!!!! COULDNT YALL JUST TOSS EM IN A PLAIN BOX,

Cinder eyed her from her bastion of dark cushions,

cinder, ass-deep in cushions: this is peak cuddle territory come and join me

Cinder, for her part, seemed delighted Glynda had noticed. Touching the pendant more gently than Glynda might have ever thought her capable of, Cinder said, “Yours? You didn’t seem to mind parting with it.”

im still deeply enjoying this powermove the novelty NEVER wears off (and at risk of light spoilers i do enjoy its place in this story 👀)

Cinder let the necklace drop, settling against the swell of her bust once more,

/lightly coughs 👀👀👀

im losing my MIND at how gay this bit is i physically cannot HANDLE IT and if they even describe the meal once im gonna pop off cause i am. SO HUNGRY RN. AAAAAAAAAAAA

Cinder indicated a dish of lamb and vegetables, served on a bed of rice and drizzled in some sort of sauce.

SRY THIS ISNT GAY BUT OH MY GOD IM SO HUNGRY I WANNA E A T I T THAT SOUNDS SO GOOD UGHGHGHGHGHGH WHY DID THIS CHAPTER HAVE TO BE TODAY OF ALL THE DAYS,

Glynda cleared her throat, working out: “The Grimm.”

like. GOD WE KNOW GLYNDA IS JUST SO FUNCTIONALLY BAD AT CONVERSATION BUT OF ALL THE THINGS glynda please just. just. stop thinking abt her sexy tattoos for a fifth of a second,

“You can control them.” A sedate blink. For all the world, Glynda might have just commented on the weather.

which is a faux pas for a date!!!!!!!!!!! at least tell her the DRESS IS SEXY WE ALL KNO WHATS WHAT YR THINKIN ABT

Glancing down as though it were being pointed out to her for the first time, Cinder shrugged and adjusted the end of the glove a little higher on her bicep. “And?”

a quick aside im enjoying how like... visually expressive cinder is in this remaster! i can see her facial expressions and her motions really clearly in my mind’s eye which is a fun little boon if only because i have to redraw this nonsense hjsgdfjhfksgd but cinder’s got a Good Face this time around! A QUALITY FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You should know by now, there’s something about you that’s simply irresistible to Grimm.”

HERE COMES THE PLOT (and a single surviving line so far... this one sentence has survived all the world could throw at it... we stan)

Cinder straightened, and Glynda saw that this was what she’d been waiting for.

“It isn’t every day the great Glynda Goodwitch kneels before her adversary, is it?”

HELLO??????????????????????????? WHATS THIS WORDING????????? honestly tho for a second i thought she meant like. quite literally and i thought id missed some PROPER SHIT RIGHT THERE BUT YEAH WTH!!!!!!! C I N D E R

“You cheated. You can’t beat me on your own.”

yes glynda we gathered that yr a top

“Really, Glynda? Poison?” she sneered, something like offense simmering in her expression. “After all this?”

looks at the camera

anyway,

god im literally losing grasp of words to say because theres such a charged mood in this scene............. theyre brushing fingers............ trading jabs.......... im slurpin it up babey!!!!!!!! this rly is the BEST remaster of this whole scene it DESERVES this wordcount!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Beat you,” Cinder corrected. “And call it a point of pride.”

yes cinder we gathered yr a brat,

this dynamic is why this fic is so fuckign good when will winter have a swift return to add even more fuckery to this wild ride

Then, with a heavy-lidded look, Cinder found Glynda’s hand between them, the touch so sudden and daring that Glynda flinched. The fabric of those gloves was smooth against Glynda’s flesh, and for all that cruelty had marked every other instance of contact between them, Cinder was surprisingly gentle.

whomp there go my nuts

WHAT IS THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHO MADE THE EXECUTIVE CHOICE TO ADD THIS LINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELLO???????????? im losing my BRAINCELLS

What she wasn’t ready for was for Cinder to guide her hand to her own throat and hold it there.

THERE IS IT THERE’S THE KINK IT’S BEEN SPOTTED

oh my GOD what even IS THIS WHO ADDED THIS SECTION WHO ALLOWED THIS TO COME TO P A S S WHAT THE FUCK EVEN IS RN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELLO????????? HEWWO??????????

Now… Now Cinder interested her.

tbh how can i liveblog this? what commentary can i POSSIBLY add that we arent already all THINKING. we just launched into a level of hell so deep that lucifers gonna have to pull some goddamn tricks to follow us down here!!!!!!!!!! WHAT IS THIS SCENE! THIS MOMENT! IM SCREAMING

Glynda mirrored the expression back at him, and finally, he coughed, not making strong eye contact with either of them. He set their plate before them and hurried out without so much as a check-in.

i just KNEW that was gonna happen JHGDSFGJHKSDF he was gonna walk in on SMTHNG but i didnt think itd be CINDER’S CHOKING KINK,

okay i took a break and ate my weight in roast chicken and we’re back babey

Almost nervously, her fingers carded through her own dark hair, and there, among the locks, Glynda spotted a glimpse of something white, structured and ridged.

AND I AM INSTANTLY KNOCKED BACK UPON MY ASS 👈W👈H😨A👈T👈

It was easier to ignore the rest of it—whatever it was.

glynda you are a fool and a moron im withering into DUST

On no level had she expected those to be Glynda’s words.

then what... did she expect... well probably -- and rightly so -- ‘bitch WHAT ARE THOSE’ TBH

wait sorry i have to jump back because i forgot customary fingerguns on the most brazen bit of Shit yet:

Cinder was occupying herself with something else: the head of a dragon, perched over the door and staring down at the two of them with red, glossy eyes.

👈👈👈😎👈👈👈

okay BACK TO THE FIC

Fangs snapped together around the word.

aka back to me horni

/chanting TEETH! TEETH! TE

okay but the reason i doubled back to catch that fingergun is because we’re getting ass-deep into plot now!!!!!!!!!!! WITCHES AND DRAGONS BABEY......... HERE’S WHAT OFFAL HUNT IS ALL ABT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i cant rly drop more fingerguns than that because any astute reader will start realising the dots im shouting abt and honestly half the fun of this fic is the ride so >:3c

“Funny. I was sure he would have told you.”

that blow was so low i think cinder hit the concrete with that one

oh god theyre gonna get to the bit and i-

“Is that what all of this has been about? You called me here to remind me that I'm autistic?”

/SCREAMS

The words were delivered firmly, calmly, but Cinder’s response was the opposite, sudden upheaval seizing her. Her expression opened in something akin to panic. “Wh—no? What? No! That's not what I—”

/SCREAMS

oh my GOD CINDER YOU HAVE FUCKED UP LEGENDARILY!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD SHE WAS FELL ASS-FIRST ONTO A LANDMINE OH MY GOD

offal hunt v1 cinder: im totally in control and im playing glynda every step of the way

offal hunt v2 cinder: OH JESUS OH FUCK OH NO THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT-

Cinder seemed genuinely stressed now, speaking quicker as though trying to bury the last sixty seconds.

i knew this remaster would have sections that would blow me away but this bit really took the fcuking cake DGHSJFSJHFDG holy SHIT this is AMAZING

It was difficult to tell in the low light, but if Glynda wasn't mistaken, there was a bright flush of embarrassment coloring Cinder’s cheeks.

this is SUCH prime content hey remember in one of the early liveblogs that cinder would descend into full dork? WELL THE DESCENT CAME EARLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! /pops bottles

“Cinder.” There was a very real line of threat in Glynda’s tone. “Don’t.”

oh this whole scene just keeps getting better i am LOVING this dynamic now!!!!!!! before it was all pretty one-sided so having the conversation rock back and forth is 👌👌👌

That Witch soul of yours—it was designed to void out everything but the prey before you. To be numb to all human emotion. To focus on the hunt and nothing else.

finally the fruit of 50% of my fingerguns COMES TO LIGHT!!!!!!!!!!! PLOT PLOT PLOT

“This is bullshit.” Jabbing an accusing finger at Cinder, Glynda said, “You’re a liar. You’re a criminal!”

i LOVE glyndas pottymouth in this its such a good like... change from her being strict and formal and teachery and now shes full on gremlin huntress hell YES BABY!!!!!!!!!! GO OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“There’s all kinds of things I bet he never told you.” Cinder continued. “Did you know he was close to your predecessor? The Witch who came before you—they were inseparable.”

SRY IM LIKE STRUGGLIN TO COMMENTATE because so much of this like. speaking as an Old-Ass Reader this is like. a LOT! A LOT HAS CHANGED and yet,,,, stayed the same,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, yall kids WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL CHAPTER LIKE................ 15 FOR THIS SHIT (but like. chapter 15 was different because this chapter used to be like chapter 7? so now everythings moved along so chapter 15 doesnt sound that impressive but trust me it was a different fic back then)

When they fell away, burnt and ruined, she could see Cinder’s bare arms for the first time. The red lines drawn across her skin sloped down the entire length of her arms, circling her elbows, carved into her wrists. They ended right at her hands, ensuring any long-sleeved garment would hide them. Every covered inch of her was filled like a canvas, like abstract art.

lets pause the fight scene for glynda to be gay!!!!! god im. okay look i said this earlier but im so glad we have more cinder like this tbh. the first version was rly lacking w/ cinder content until late-game when the plot sorta. got itself going? but now we’re eye-deep in this content i LOVE cinder i love this WEIRDO who is a HUGE LOSER and IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM LOVE HER SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And Glynda could not dispel the fear that she had been telling the truth.

and after committing Some Amount In Damages, we’re at the end of the chapter!

okay so i really enjoyed this version SO MUCH MORE. everything abt it was polished and worked together so much better and it really needed the space to breathe in its own chapter. its been horny, gay, intense, hilarious, and way more in one chapter and its SO good this really is PEAK offal hunt!!!!!!!!!!!! good job diesel and kc but im still going to murder you both,

#rwby #offal hunt #liveblog

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calmofpetrichor · 7 years ago

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Band of Brother rewatch - Currahee!

Side note: I wouldve loved to interview the veterans or at least talk to them about their lives and when i say omg i love them i mean it with the upmost respect and theyre all heroes in my eyes.

Eugene roe who hurt you

Careful with that knifey, dont want any stabby yet

The shot of them praying is so visually pleasing and just makes the whole "omg i could be about to die" feeling so much more real

Their cam cream is all so different and it kinda reflects how they are as a person like guarneres just smeared all over, roes is kinda more specific and speirs is just like three fingers ran down his face proper badass style

Guarnere is bout to fight someone

Winters and nixon swaggering along together looking fiiine

Happy hour is every hour for nixon

We'll go to chicago. I'll take you there. WHEN WILL A MARRIED EVER

Nixons smile gives me life

You PEOPLE are at the POSITION of ATTENTION

George luz sounds terrified when he says luz george i love him okay

Private bullshit omg😂

Percontes so smol he must be protected

EUGENE

BUTTS (the barrel) but also liptons. Damn.

EUGENE

Walking in style easy company

I am here for all the liebgott sass

What company is this? Not so easy company

I cant even walk to the fridge without being tired these men were made outta steel. Respect🤘🏻

YAS WINTERS BEING A FAB LEADER AND CHEERING THEM ON YOU GO WINTERS

EUGENE (can u tell whos my fave i dont think u can)

"Lieutenant sobel does not hate easy company private randleman. He just hates you." "Thankyou sir."

Winters saying what sobel says but in a different way reminds me of when you copy your friends essay but change it up slightly

Mmmmmm mess hall food

"Why them?" "It was their turn."

Winters' "over as a team"

This scene really shows what bob is all about lowkey gives me boosgumps (i meant goosebumps but i couldnt stop laughing at boosgumps so imma keep it in)

"Uh its a can of peaches sir"

WINTERS' TINY SMILE OMG

"Lieutenant winters?" *both winters and nixon turn around*

"I like spaghetti" suuuuuuuure sobel you like it cus it reminds you of snakes and thats how youre acting pal. Snek.

Everytime i watch this i want to eat spaghetti

EUGENE

"this aint spaghetti. This is army noodles with ketchup"

Guarnere knew it twas too good to be true

George luz starting a lil sing along sesh good man keep the morale up

ZIM ZAM GODDAMN WE'RE AIRBORN INFANTRY

YAS GUARNERE so fine

A lot of moods portrayed in percontes face in like 5 seconds

"Corporal toye. There will be no leaning in my company. Are those dusty jumpwings? How dyou expect to slay the huns with dust on your jumpwings?!"

Fun fact joe toye was originally goan be a medic and trained and stuff but saw paratroopers got more money so signed himself up😂

Leibgott serving looooooks

Sobels like an excited 8 year old. He hits winters and then goes "lets just get em" with big ol wide eyes

EUGENE (yup im gonna do this all the time)

Their faces in this scene are golden

EUGENE (told you)

The troublesome threesome

Nixon gives sobel so much shade

Joe toye and joe liebgott lookin oh so gooood

Im always fumbling with grenades same liebgott same

"Going my way? Wherever the train takes me"

"If i thought youd drink it i wouldnt offer it to you"

Look at lil harry all sleepy

Blithe!!!!

Fun fact: blithe didnt actually get shot in the neck, he was hit in the shoulder and didnt die from his wounds.

Joe toyes whole speechy bit here i could put this on loop and fall asleep dreaming sweet dreams.

"Really? Its hot in africa?" "Shaddap"

Luz climbing the bunks is insanely satisfying for some reason

Wuh oh liebgotts comin in hot

Fun fact liebgott was actually roman catholic, it even said so on his dogtag but he found it funny everyone thought he was a jew so he didnt object

Theyre basically just huggin for like 3 seconds

Those two playing cards while everything goes down around them is so relatable

"Nooooo you wanna kill 'im!!"

Shiftaaaayy

Ah wam bam bam

Omg this bit gives me life and the fact it actually happens is just so much better

Fun fact Luz actually didnt get caught for this cus nobody wanted to "rat him out"

"There should be no fence here." "Uh... we could go over it sir"

"Hey luz. Can you do major horton?" "Does a wild bear crap in the woods son?"

Luzs smile:')

Tipper knows whats up. He smiling real goofy

"What. is the god...damn hoooold up mistersobel?"

The way winters manages to command his men so well. So precise. So beautiful.

"Youve done it now yanks. Youve captured me."

Winters chuckle😂

Omg malarkey and perconte in those vests is too much

Oi pal dont just drive through a game of basketball

Nixons "mmhm" to evans

"For crying out loud. Misspelled court martial"

Fun fact Winters actually didnt say any of this to sobel, he just took sobels nonsense quietly but still requested a trail by court martial

"May i borrow your pen sir" *imediately takes pen out of sobels hand*

Sobel ws such a bad leader in the eyes of the men that this group of ncos all refused to serve in easy company even though it meant they could be killed.

In formation

Winters afection for easy. "Never put yourself in a position where you can take from these men"

Nixons french

EUGENE

I could use some brass knuckles

EUGENE (its a reflex at this point)

Liebgott pls no spit

DONT USE THE LEG BAGS JUST CUS THE ENGLISH TROOPS USE THEM stick to your guts

"Tonaaaght is the naaahgt..... of nights."

EUGENE

Theres always one guy who talks during a film

Round of applause for frank j hughes for that reaction

Somber music for a somber mood

DOC ROE

Winters looks at them all in the eye after helping them up and i want to know if the extra long shot of roe and winters hands was done on purpose or....

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sergeant-donny-donowitz · 5 years ago

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You Aint Seen Nothin’ Yet (HugoxReader)

Requested by @struggling-bee

@owba-chan @war-obsessed @inglourious-imagines @tealaquinn

Let me know if you wanna be added to the Basterds or OUATIH taglist :)

You marched along happily: mission accomplished, target secured. The basterds had just broken Hugo Stiglitz out of prison. He'd been a bit of an idol to the younger basterds for a while... and you were especially star struck. You asked a million questions in the span of thirty seconds, subsequent to your great escape. The basterds were used to that, though. Some wide-eyed kid, not even old enough to buy a goddamn beer back home, seeing war and the world for the frst time ever... Still... Hirschberg shut his eyes tightly, pulled his head back with a sigh, and gripped his gun trying to find some patience. "Shut the fuck up, kid, damn."

"Sorry..." You smiled a little and looked down, a little embarassed... The rest of the basterds smirked and chuckled a little, though Hugo raised his eyebrow, not knowing how to respond to you at all.

In fact, Hugo wasn't sure of what to make of you at all.... And it was obvious from the way he gave you the side eye during your march through the woods.

All the basterds noticed...and frankly they understood. You were the youngest basterd...you definitely looked and acted like it. Still, there was more to you than meets the eye, Aldo knew that when he looked through your file. But it took each and every one of the other basterds some time to figure out that you belonged.

This time, it was Hugo's turn. Aldo stopped, crossed his arms, and watched as you sauntered through the thick woods, up a narrow trail, a good way ahead, like a child on a playground. One by one, each of the basterds caught on, and smirked a little, waiting for you to notice they'd stopped marching behind you. ....but.... Of course...you didn't. Aldo sighed, "Y/n. Hold it." You slowed down, and stopped. You turned around, and saw the boys a few meters back. You looked back to the forest ahead, then back to your team. "Sir?" "Step on back here, private." "Yes, sir." You hurried back, waiting for an explanation, really. Aldo smirked, "Face the rookie."

Confused as you were, you had a bit on an inkling as to where this was going. So, you faced Hugo with a sense of defeat. Aldo took out some of his snuff, and briefly looked back at you, "Disarm him." "What?" You wanted to make sure you heard that right. "Disarm Sergeant Stigltiz." You looked to Aldo, then to Donny, then back at Hugo. No explanations were given. Aldo spoke up again, "That's an order, L/N." You looked to Hugo, and murmured "Sorry!" He furrowed his eyebrows in cluelessness, "Wha-" Before he could finish his simple inquiry, his arms had been twisted around, and he'd been slammed onto the ground. He saw his own weapon being aimed right at him. He looked past the barel of the gun in shock, and into your intense eye, looking square into the scope, into Hugo's soul. Aldo uncrossed his arms, "Alright private, that'll do it." Your face popped away from the gun, you gave it back to Hugo, and offered him a hand, pulling him back to his feet. You whispered, "Sorry," again, though Hugo was still stunned. Not only that, the brief instant in which your hand wrapped around his made his heart stop... Maybe...just maybe it was just because that was the closest he ever had to a sign of humanity. Or maybe it was more than that... He couldn't stop glancing at you after that, as you walked ahead of the team. Impressive as it was, he still wasn't convinced you were as much a basterd as the others... You were just so.... Tiny... and....no... Hugo shook his head and internally cursed at himself. How could he even think of you like that? So soon? All you did was help him up... All you did was take him down... And all he did was fall.

He couldn't accept that he'd fallen for you.... No... Still, he couldn't deny it, even to himself...you were just so...tiny....and... cute...???? How could anyone have approved the paperwork to get you in with the basterds? The basterds made it back to their hidden haven deep in the woods that night. You all passed around food, cigarettes, and stories. As the stars rose, and smoke faded, you grew a little more silent, gazed into the forest ahead of you, the east side... There was a long silence...and Aldo sighed, realizing he'd have to address the elephant in the room again. "Y/n's just a kid, Hugo, youngest basterd we got. I apologize in advance if that young'un gets a little..." Smitty smirked a little. He was the second youngest, but it was a whole other level when it came to you. "Well..." Donny chuckled a little as he put out his cigarette, "Y/n is something."

Aldo looked back around the basterds. Usually if there was talk about your seemingly innocent and clueless nature, you'd pipe up and get defensive. Then, he realized you'd fallen asleep. Hugo saw it too. You looked so defenseless, helpless. Seriously...how could you even get into an elite team like that? He scowled a bit...thinking how easy it would be for a kraut to hurt someone like you... You... His blood boiled at the thought of anything happening to you. And that feeling startled him... You were...after all, a soldier. Aldo looked back at you, the one basterd he was dead certain would fit in when he first put together the team. "Kid's got a brother that was MIA. The goddamn day Y/n was old enough, that sum bitch volunteered. Ended up gettin' dropped in fuckin' Germany. There, that kid led a rogue mission on German soil, freed that brother, and fifteen other prisoners from a camp."

Hugo's eyes were wide. He looked back at you, sleeping peacefully, then back to the basterds, "That...that little thing led a rogue mission to a camp?!" Wicki chuckled, "Ja." Aldo cracked his neck as he remarked, "You 'member that scrap you and the kid had earlier, sergeant?" Hugo nodded, and Aldo laughed a little, "Well, you ain't really seen nothin' yet." Omar breathed out some smoke and enlightened Hugo a little, "Story goes that kid beat seven nazis to death, bare knuckles only. No ammo, no explosives at that point." Donny sighed, untying his boots after a long day, "Everyone else that was there got medals. Y/n's brother got an honorable discharge for a bullet in the knee. Y/n got court martialed." Aldo sighed, "I gave that kid a chance no one else would've given. And it's been one of the best goddamn choices I've made for this team." Hugo nodded, "Impressive..." He wasn't a very locquacious man...but when he said something, he meant it.

Hirschberg held up his bottle, "Kid's a fuckin' legend." Smitty laughed a little, "You gotta be, to take down the Bear Jew." Donny narrowed his eyes, "Hey, for the millionth fucking time, there was something in my fucking eye!"

As the arguing died down and the night went on, the basterds put out the fire, and went to bed. Hugo was the last one to go. He wondered how you could have slept through all of that... How you could sleep through the cold, anyway?

He grunted, rolled his eyes, and threw his jacket over you, and went to bed.

As the basterds geared up for their next, and first mission with Hugo, he wondered if you'd be a little more serious and put together by then... But somehow you weren't. He acted annoyed about it. He saw you as a bit of a liability... Somehow you still seemed like something that should be protected. But the boys were right....He hadn't seen nothin' yet. As you all waited in the shadow of the forest to ambush a squad of nazis camped nearby, Aldo nodded, "Move, move, move!" Through the battle, Hugo found himself unconsciously searching around for you. He found you, right among the nazis, in a direct line of fire from both sides. "Y/N!" He shouted involuntarily, as his heart skipped a beat, as he watched you fall onto the ground. It was a slide that Donny taught you specifically, when the team was first put together. He couldn't believe you'd never played baseball before... and he saw it from a distance, as he swung his bat, as he shouted in pride, "NICE SLIDE, KID!"

Hugo's eyes went wide as he saw what you were doing. You slid beneath a row of nazis, and literally shot their balls off.. Again, as impressive as it was, Hugo couldn't help but think it was stupid and completely evitable. He smirked a little, having to admit it was a nice move...He might use it some day...

Still.... He saw you were getting too cocky. "Nein..." He muttered urgently under his breath, his voice becoming louder with the gunshots, "Nein, Nein.....Y/N. Y/N GET OUT OF THERE."

He ran in, wondering by then if you were too much of a basterd. He literally had to swoop in and carry you away from the firefight. Hugo set you down by the trees beside Hirschberg, who was taking cover as he reloaded. You scowled, "Whoa, big guy, I wasn't finished!" Hirschberg snickered as he reloaded his gun, "Say that often?" You glared at him, "Only to guys like you." As Hirscbherg chuckled, you saw something that made you think you were crazy... You could have sworn you saw Hugo tripping HIrschberg...

No matter how many missions you went on, Hugo just couldn't get through one without almost having a heart attack. Yes, you were a basterd, through and through, he knew that now. But he couldn't explain why he was so compelled to protect you, and deny it after you reproached him for it after. every. single. mission. He usually responded with grunts and mutters of annoyance. You somehow always found a way to get into stupidly avoidable situations. You for sure were too much of a basterd for your own good. So given the tense, and questionable nature of your interactions with each other, Hugo naturally panicked when he woke up one morning, and you were gone. Panicked meaning he was in a nasty mood, and when he did speak, he did so aggressively. "Where's Y/N?" Donny was hardly paying attention, "What's goin' on, big guy?" "Where is Y/n?!" Hirschberg smirked a little, as he tied his boots, "Check in Smitty's tent." "What?!" Omar ruined Hirschberg's joke, causing him to mutter under his breath. Omar rolled his eyes and gratiously explained, "They were playing cards last time I saw them." Wicki rolled his eyes, "For fuck's sake, Hirschberg's messing with you, Hugo."

Hugo scowled, and it scared the living shit out of Hirschberg. Aldo sighed, and explained, "Sometimes Y/n takes walks out in the woods." "Alone?" "Yeah." Hugo nodded and tried to play it cool.... But at some point during the day, Hugo snuck away from the campfire. He was sure he was subtle about it...Still he ran like a wild man, trying to find you. How could the basterds let you wander out alone?! These were nazi infested woods... How could you even think of going alone? Still, as quiet as he was in his exit, the basterds noticed. Smitty asked, "Um....anyone notice it's been a real long walk this time?"

Aldo crossed his arms, "Ah, let Y/n be... Kid already has to bunk with you sum bitches." Omar smirked, "Which Hugo is not happy about."

Donny chuckled, "Well when you fucken put it that way, he's also not here." There was a brief, entertained silence. Hirschberg asked "You think they're finally....ya know...." Wicki rolled his eyes, "Mind your own business, Hirschberg." Aldo sighed, "Let em have some time, goddamn it." Wicki nodded, "They're probably just talking." Omar shook his head. "Hugo talking?" Donny raised his eyebrow, "....Y'know maybe you're right Hirschberg."

**** Hugo found you about an hour later. You were sitting on the edge of a hill, overlooking the darkest parts of the forest, facing east, as a dreary mist rolled in. You'd been crying... Hugo wasn't much of a talker, but he was a good listener.

So that's what he did. When you were an ensign, and went rogue, you saved fifteen lives, and killed seven nazis with your bare hands. But at the end of the day, it wasn't enough. According to you, you'd failed your mission. You had two brothers.

You only got one of them out. Hugo followed your gaze east, beyond the forest, toward Germany. "He's somewhere out there, Y/n..." This time, you were the silent one. Hugo rested his hand over yours, completely covering it. You looked at him, your eyes puffy and red...and in that moment, Hugo felt something he hadn't felt in a long time. Heartbreak... It all became clear then. Hugo's heart broke because it belonged to you...and if you were hurt, so was he. It didn't irritate him that you constantly got yourself into dangerous messes. It scared him. He realized then, that you didn't do it because you were some clueless, stupid kid with an Icarus complex. You did it because you felt guilty. Hugo wanted you to know it wasn't your fault. Nothing was. None of it should ever have been your burden to bear, But he knew it was too late for that...the most he could do was help you carry it. He told you that without a word... Hugo kissed you, for a moment. And when it was over, you looked at him, smiling softly. There was more to Sergeant Hugo Stiglitz than meets the eye... He had a world of a heart, and a lot to give. More love than you, or anyone could ever have imagined... The kindness behind his soft, rare smile, and the loving, firm clasp of his hand told you one thing about Hugo Stiglitz's love: You ain't seen nothin' yet.

#inglourious basterds imagine #Inglourious Basterds #hugo stiglitz #hugo stiglitz x reader #hugo stiglitz imagine

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yeoldontknow · 7 years ago

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name 5 reasons why you absolutely adore & love Hoseok :)

i saw this come through a few days ago and like honestly - it made me so excited people are recognizing that even though i love chanyeol, hoseok is the ONLY one who could ever compete with that love. FINALLY his time has come

going under a cut tbh lmao i talked for a long time omg

FIVE REASONS HOSEOK IS MY DREAM MAN™

- his smile. listen i know there are lots of incredible smiles in the industry - pcy, baek, soo, and jin are some of my faves - but hoseoks does something to me like [paul weller’s you do something to me plays distantly in the background]. maybe its the way his cheeks puff out or the way he smiles with his whole, entire bloody heart that gets me - but the key thing about it is that it ALWAYS reaches his eyes. there is no smile on this boy that is not genuine, that isnt warm. when i was first getting into bts i kept looking at him and i remember specifically saying ‘who is this? hes literally The Sun’ like *tweets @ the sun: when did you join a kpop group?* it honestly doesnt matter how garbage my day is, all i have to do is look at a gif or a picture of this nerd smiling and my whole entire life brightens. its a magical thing. its small, its simple, its not even really special because everyone smiles - but his smile. his smile. thats the smile, isnt it? its the kind of smile that fixes you and changes you, the smile that tells you its going to be ok, the smile that reminds you the world is filled with magic, the smile that makes you say - oh, whatever i did, ill have to keep doing so i can see it again, and again, and again. why would you ever want him to do anything else?

- dancing: bts choreo. he and yixing are my two favourite dancers in kpop - sometimes i think my fave dancers in the pop industry in general. listen. you can be talented at dancing. you can train for hours and be good at dancing. that makes you a great dancer - a talented dancer, maybe even an exceptional dancer. but when hoseok dances he has The Thing, the thing that says this person, right here right now, is doing the thing they were put on this earth to do and they can feel it. when he dances, he dances through his soul. it doesnt matter what the choreo is, it doesnt matter if its a fun song or a happy song, this boy is never as alive as when hes moving his body to some kind of rhythm. its the difference between ‘i love to dance’ and ‘i live to dance.’ he points his toes, and my soul gets dragged out of my nostrils. he does a ronde de jambe en l’air and my ass detaches from my body to go to korea to find him. he lives to dance and i live to watch him dance, he moves me, he makes me feel something - which is the whole entire point. ive seen a lot of incredible dancers, but only a few have the thing that make you feel like youre witnessing art, like youre witnessing a moment, like they are transcending and want to take you on a journey. he is one of them. he breathes through dance, breathes through the movement of his body - creates moments of tension and moments of peace - and i could watch him dance for days

- dancing: girl group choreo. CONVERSELY. i live to watch Jung Hoseok: member of every girl group ever dance with his backup maknaes park jimin and jeon jungkook. theres literally nothing as liberating as watching this nerd dance to ice cream cake or touch my body with the bIGGEST, DORKIEST GRIN ON HIS FACE. you know what that tells me? that he just does this in his free time. that he just picks things up easily because its his life. that he SUPPORTS AND LOVES AND DANCES LIKE THIS IN HIS GODDAMN KITCHEN JUST BECAUSE HE CAN. THATS JUST HIM - SOMEONE FUN, SOMEONE PLAYFUL, SOMEONE WITH LIKE ALMOST NO INHIBITIONS, WHO JUST ENTERTAINS BECAUSE HE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO DO ANYTHING ELSE. like SIGN ME UP??? when do i get to go to a house party with this dork and just break out like some nsync choreo and pretend im nick carter for a day? WHEN DO I GET THIS? i get to watch him have fun, i get to watch him live his best life, i get to watch him be a nerd, and be himself, and jesus yall that is a blessing.

- optimism. the entire band says hes a mood maker, that he makes them feel good and reminds them to keep going when things feel shitty. hes the sunshine, hes the things that makes them feel better, hes the support. tell me: who the fu wouldnt want this kind of joy in your life? thats not to say he doesnt get low - he probably actually really does, he probably just suffers in silence which like - goddamn big fucking mood if that aint me. but his optimism - THE CHOICE, the choice to keep positive is whats key here. its easy to be negative when shit is hard, and its easy to be optimistic when things are easy, but choosing optimism in the face of adversity - can you think of anything more admirable?

- devotion. i cant wax poetic about this one because it will make me cry, like i once got drunk and cried about how much i love hoseok to @kpopfanfictrash and i dont think she really knew what to do with me, but hes devoted to literally everything, from the fans to his work to his members to fucking idk babies he sees on the street hes just so filled of love and devotion to everything that i just wanna lay down and die. how can anyone be that soft all the time? who knows, but he is. we all need a hoseok. im so glad we have this one.

#me: screaming about jung hoseok until the heat death of the universe #about me #i guess #lmao #Anonymous

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