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whalesfallmoved · 4 years ago

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hand over wound

round two.

chargestep, rated t. 1.9k.

a brief, helpless attempt at ortega’s point of view. the shameless flirty banter and back and forth of pre-heartbreak ricardo, whose main goal is being an absolute menace to society- population, sidestep. horribly self-indulgent in every way, but she lets herself get helped in this one, so what can I say.

ao3 link.

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She’s got a hard grip and a bite sharp as her bark, and when you finally get her to put her hand in yours it’s not without the same sensation of coaxing a street cat out of hiding, flinching at the first sudden movement.

Not this time, though. This time, she lets you catch her wrist, lets you turn it over, and— oh boy— this is the most skin you’ve ever seen, sleeve pushed up almost to her elbow, wrists on display, never would’ve thought they’d look this dainty, crisscrossed as they are by scar tissue and branching blue veins and solid as birdbone.

She squeezes that small, angry little fist in your hand and the tendons flex, the knuckles split raw and furious, scabs already coagulating where the damage runs reddest. Her trophies for that blitz quick punch she packs, armorless and fast (but not as fast— not as fast as you— lightning striking twice.)

Fidgeting, antsy, she kicks her feet against your chair, knock-knock-knock, squeezing her mask in her other pink, exposed fist. Jittery, and you bite back something wry and flustering, something that’ll earn you a freeze and an idiot and a blush and oh, you love that even more, how you can watch it bloom freely now, worth the wait and the coaxing to get her to finally tug Sidestep off the rest of the way, leave just Noa and her big, big eyes (deep brown as a hound’s and you weren’t expecting that, for her to be so warm underneath the hard, cold turquoise) and how she desperately needs the mask, they’d never be scared of her otherwise—and with your other hand you loosen her curled fingers free.

Toss her a grin, tap her leg with yours, pretend you aren’t surprised by how soft her skin is when it’s not covered in skinsuit and blood, the way it’s never seen the Los Diablos sun—at least, not long enough to match the freckles on her doughy cheeks (freckles down her shoulder? her back?) Layers and layers and here she is, in your apartment, hand in hand, and fuck, you can say something about that too. Something about that kiss something about— later.

“So, I was thinking.”

“Wow. Did you hurt yourself?” Reflex, but she straightens up, watches, waits, and you like that too— the way she can’t hear, the way she has to ask.

“A little, yeah,” medkits and rags and clean water, you dab at the cuts and earn yourself a hiss.

“Out of practice, huh?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” You wink and that gets you a scowl, a twist of her mouth, and you’re pretty sure if you weren’t you you’d get her teeth, too. Not even Themmy would get away with that, much as she likes them, they can’t cross the hard line of her last name yet, and you’ve earned smug, you think, you grin, you drag the antiseptic across her knuckles while she’s still glaring and pink at the ears—her hand jerks in yours and you squeeze tighter, gentle. “I was thinking about your suit.”

“Trying to give some fashion advice? Pass.”

“First of all, if anyone here’s in desperate need of it—”

“Jesus fucking Christ, not this again.”

“Don’t get me wrong, you make the unwashed seventeen year old boy look work for you, somehow—”

“Asshole.”

“Sorry, would you prefer sexily disheveled?”

“You— shut up,” there it is, her averting gaze, her grooving brow, her pretty cheeks— ow, fuck— her foot ramming into your calf. “You are such a dick.”

“You love it,” wink, sly grin, she glares harder but doesn’t argue, you’ve got her there and you both know it. “And that wasn’t what I was going to say.”

The split cuts are worse than you thought, wounds wiped clean revealing the deep and the raw all laden on top of each other, opened again and again, her smarting palms scratched and torn, not so different from yours when you try hard enough but it’s different (because it’s her?) and fuck, how long has she been doing this?

Still can’t win her over with the blue and the white and big capital R and the promise of solid health benefits. Too bad. Can’t blame her though, even if it makes your job twice as hard to let her into the systems, to let her put her darting fingers all over the Rangers’ files, to let her anywhere near the missions you need her most.

“Well?”

Look up, and she’s watching and waiting still, and you must’ve gone quiet for a moment, turning her knuckles over.

“Your suit’s crap.” Homemade and spliced together, practically sportswear these days, riddled with seams and stitches she’s mended. Not bad for a third-rate vigilante, but that’s not her, not Sidestep, not your—

Not your anything, and she’d eat you alive if she ever caught the tail-end of a thought like that. But she’s going to get herself hurt all the same. More hurt than usual.

“It’s just lightweight. Yours isn’t any different.”

“Mine’s definitely different,” fresh white bandages over red, swollen bruises. You wind them around once, twice, taking care. “The material’s outdated. Where’d you get it, anyway?”

“None of your business,” she snaps, and you half expect her to rip away, pleasantly surprised when she doesn’t. “And it’s not like I can just hit Uncle Sam up for some brand new state of the art gear.”

“I mean, you could.”

“Don’t.”

“I think you’d look good in blue.”

“Ugh.”

“Just think about it. You. Me. Matching uniforms. We could get you a little lightning bolt, right here,” hand over your heart and she’s definitely going to hit you for that one. “I don’t mind sharing the brand with you.”

“Go die in a hole.”

“Ask nicely.”

“Please go die in a hole.”

“Will you join me?”

“Fuck no. I’m putting you there myself. Can’t stand your ass.”

“Good thing you’re sitting down then. Also, thinking about my ass, hmm? Good to know.”

“Ugh.”

“Bad time to ask about what other sounds your mouth can make?”

“Try it and I’ll feed you your own eyeballs.”

“Ohh, promises, promises.”

She wants to laugh, catching it quick between her teeth, a soft indent in her softer cheeks, and if you try a little harder you might be able to shake that grin from her, earn yourself a glimmer in her dark, dark eyes—and she’s running out of bark, out of bite, so the first round goes to you as you set her fist down, wrapped, clean and new in bandages that won’t last the next fight.

You reach for the other and she goes willingly, fingertips settling butterfly-light on you, her thumb to the heel of your hand, scars and nicks aligned. There’s something about it, about the skin, about the colder palm that rests quietly in yours, the mods sticking to your bones, and— yes, you like this the most; the way she lets you touch her, even if it’s just this, one kiss in the aftermath of violence and her wrists on display.

She breaks the silence not with a laugh or a sigh but a shake of her head, a suspicious cant of her eyes to yours, then away; blushed, accepting defeat. You smile, wash her wounds again with the slow repetition of old, small ritual and she knocks her ankle against yours, knee to knee.

“You’re a deeply troubled and troubling man, Ricardo Ortega.” She finally says, low and almost sweet, and there it is; a dimple beside her mouth, unwillingly surrendered, and the sight unfurls something achy and bruise-deep in your chest.

And the truth is, you can’t help yourself. “I love the way you say my name.”

“I swear—” a gasp, an exhale, her bandaged hand meeting her forehead, fissuring that barbed facade of sneers and razor-edged tongues. “You’re so fucking weird. Can’t you just take an insult like a normal person?”

“Oh, those were insults? But they sounded so sweet coming from you.” You reach for the bandages again. Repeat. Gauzy, featherlight loops around her flinching knuckles.

“God…”

“No need for that. Ricardo works just fine.”

“How about idiot?” And oh, you’ve got her soft, how’d you manage that? She’s red from her ears down her neck, flush disappearing beneath the black nanomesh, and you wait for her to smack your knee or bring a little teeth but all she does is squeeze your hand, nose scrunched jaw dimpled, melting, and your heart’s tattooing itself to the ribs—maybe you can get her to let you kiss her again, just to see what her lips feel like when they’re not red-slick with iron and sweat and fear. They were softer than you thought. Desperate, too. Almost as desperate as you, and fear’s a thrill a rush a jump but when you thought she’d ended up mashed on the pavement it—

“Only for you.” A tease or a confession and the most honest lie to cross your lips, you tuck the gauze but keep her hand, and she lets you, thumbs over the boundary line of your wrist. Strange. Almost intimate.

She pulls back just enough to trade places, snaring your hand between her own wounded ones, running circles around the emitter, fearless, unflinching, trusting, waiting. Always waiting and never staying long enough for an answer, like you could give her a straight one either way, like you even know what it is beyond aches and bruises and the pained gasp pressed to your lips when you pried her loose and held her tight, Psychopather gone on the ground, victory in the shape of her mouth.

Still, a skip runs down your spine as she massages down, down into the calloused meat of your hand, not even jumping at the kick of electricity, spiteful as blanket static.

“What, nothing stupid about kissing it better?” She mutters—disappointed?—and of course, how could you miss that chance—but she’s always been better about the plans, a thousand little ways to sidestep dancing around in that lovely skull of hers when all you want to do is charge right in, and as she pulls away you pull back, catch her gauzy, angry fists in your open palm.

She waits. Waits to see what you’ll do.

You watch, hold your breath, the biting grin gone now, mask shucked loose for a moment when she looks like that, soft and vulnerable in the white-gold light of your kitchen, and she could pull away if she wants, or careen forward, turn it into a punch, into a throttle.

But she doesn’t.

Her eyes really are pretty, warm brown like the slow burn of whiskey down your throat, and you keep them as you draw her hands up, bring those softened knuckles to your lips, feel the first twitches of a smile that you press lightly against her and— kissing—

And she raps the back of her fingers against your cheek, barely more than a tap, a reprimand and hey—! She jerks away, stands up, darts from your grasp, gone again. Moved too fast. You sigh, catch yourself, remember to smile.

“Idiot.” She scoffs, grabs her mask off the table, ducks her head like she’s expecting that soft hair to make a curtain, a shield, but it’s twisted back at the nape and you chuckle, lean back, because it looks like round two is yours again, and you want— you want—

She’s on the other side of the kitchen, working that mask back, turned away, and you don’t ask her to stay, you already know the answer, but fuck if you don’t love to watch her leave, if you can’t wait for round three.

#chargestep #ricardo ortega #sidestep #fallen hero #mywriting #shameless 'tenderness is stored in the hands' propaganda here #these idiots- desperately in love and not a thought between them #definitely used this mostly as an excuse to play with banter and the lighthearted almost flirting of two clowns that think fighting #definitely counts as a love language #(this is as tender as they get- at least for now. the idiots. <3)#hand over wound*

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nanamisflowerfield · 4 years ago

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Hiyaaa! I JUST READ MY REQUEST AND I'M IN LOOOOVEEEE💓💓🤧

SO HAPPY THAT YOU WROTE THIS BUT ALSO PLASE DON'T STRESS YOURSELF SO MUCH!

I'm a happy lil' girl rn so Can I also request a Sebastian one of the same request or maybe a second part like she starts to fix Ciel's mistakes and interacts with him and Elizabeth?( like Pluto's death or some other things? Also she teases Ciel and annoys him and Sebastian and her bond over their shared love for felines?)

I'd be delightful if you did that and again thank u so much! Take care hun muaaah

Omggg! Thank you so much for your sweet words, hun!!❤️❤️❤️ That means so much to me!

I did the Sebastian x Reader now~ I tried to pit more Ciel and Elizabeth in it and make it more fluffier but I think it isn‘t so good ;-; I also thought about making a second part, but I think Ciel had made too many mistaked maybe in his life to fix them and if reader changed them, maybe she would change her entire future too! And omg... I have a few ideas for a serie.... not good... No one would wanted to read my stuff anyway (　ﾟдﾟ)

No! I have to thank you for requesting it to me!~

Gender: I wanted to write it gender-neutral but it I wrote sometimes she/her in it.... Sorry!

warnings: fluff? does that count?

words: 2106

Requests: Open

Other Version: Finnian

Everybody, please stay safe, take good care at you and the people around you!~

🗡 “Come on! Go and get that, stupid witch!” You yelled over to your group of colleagues and friends. You all runed as fast as possible to hunt down a strong witch, who wanted to kill the Queen of England and as a good-hearted and well paid Phantomhive, you tried to help her. Unfortunately for you, the emphasis was on the word tried, because the witch was too fast.

🗡 “Sooo…. When is going to be our wedding?” You heard a too familiar voice asking you by your side. “This is no the time to joke around, Elijah! We need to hurry!”

🗡 Thanks to the gods above, you surrendered the witch. But she started to laugh like a frickin’ maniac! “Ohh, you know why I did so many things? Hahaha… I did it for a reason! So many people did so many mistakes and nobody ever tried to help them out or to fix their big problems … So… Why don’t you be a dear and fix the mistakes your beloved ancestors did!”

🗡 Suddenly a light dazzled you and when you opened your (e/c) eyes. No! The witch can’t escape her again! So you did the only intelligent thing and killed her.

🗡 But that damn light came again and out of the sudden your group was gone…

🗡 “Wow… That was strange.” But not Elijah. Your cousin. He stood up and walked to your direction, looking over your body to see, if you have any bruises or wounds. At least one of your group members were there.

🗡 “Yes, indeed. But not as weird as this place here.” You said and looked around you. The surroundings looked like London, the city you used to live in, but everything was so… old? What’s up with the furniture and this crappy paintings? You were to 100% sure that you were in your home. The Phantomhive Manor. But everything was so… weird!!

🗡 Before you could have asked your cousin about his little wound the witch inflicted him with, knives were thrown into your direction!

🗡 Fortunately, you were a skilled fighter. You could practically use every weapon if you wanted to! So you used your great skills and blocked the attacks of some strangers.

🗡 Some of them shot at you, some threw knives but then… You saw something weird. A tree!?

🗡 Elijah pushed you away in time, but only got stretched but a branch of it.

🗡 How in the world, could somebody throw trees around!? That was not possible for any human being!

🗡 Now, when you two were on the ground, you heard footsteps.

🗡 “Who are you?” - “Uhh… If I’m not wrong, people usually introduced themselves before they asked others.” – “You are inside my home. I’m pretty sure, that you know who I am, assassin.”

🗡 Assassin? That was new…

🗡 “What the hell? Hey, kiddo. This place belongs to (y/n)! Afterall this is her home for she is a Phantomhive!”

🗡 “Phantomhive?” The young blue-haired boy raised his eyebrow and did not believed any word Elijah had said.

🗡 So, it was your turn to explain your situation. Who you are, why you are here and so on and on. But the young boy still didn’t believe a word. His household even looked at you in confusion. Until you showed them your ring. The ring of the Phantomhives.

🗡 His eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw it and immediately glanced to his finger. It was the same one! How could it be possible? A young woman with blueish hair, the same ring as his and not to forget a similar past… Is she mayhaps from another world? But no. You retold him everything again.

🗡 When your eyes glanced around, you saw very familiar red eyes. The red eyes of a demon. Sebastian Michaelis. “Ohhh my gosh. Are you kidding me, Sebastian!? Did you really… REALLY attacked ME!? What the hell! I thought that you wouldn’t do such a thing except if we had our training sessions, but this is just…. Oh god, I am really mad right now. And what the hell is wrong with your clothes?” Sigh. “Dude… you didn’t even bother changing yourself? Unbelievable.”

🗡 Everybody was just very confused…. Even Elijah.

🗡 And who knows. Maybe you were unfortunate or maybe not, but you were stuck in the past. At first you though it was your bad luck, but now… Maybe it wasn’t so bad. Afterall… he was here. With you.

😈 “Lady (y/n), there you are.” Said a smiling demon behind you, while you trained in the garden a little bit. The only thing that some might hear, when you are nearby, is the wind and the sword you held tightly in your hand, cutting every leaf that tried to land on the ground.

“Demon. What do you need?” You asked, still focused on your training rather of the one you had a pact with. He might sound and looked like the demon you knew, but he for sure is not the one you’ve met. He was kind of a younger version. One which never had met you. One that has to get to know you better again. It was weird, but you have to live with it until the day will come and you will be back in your time.

Just a few days and maybe you will fix the mistakes Ciel’s have done. Even though you don’t know which mistakes he has done. But even then, you will stay on his side, whenever he needs your help so you can finally be back. Back with him. The only person who knows you best…

😈 “What are you thinking about again, my lady?” He asked you, like on every other day since you have been arrived here. “About me! Who else~” Elijah said, as he approached you two, sword in hand and ready to train with you.

Sighing, you ignored them and continued.

😈 It was like back then. Elijah never stopped to be by your side, while you tried to drink you tea, shaking your cousin off of you and Sebastian smiling at you two.

😈 But now… Now it was slightly different. He wasn’t always there like your shadow. He was now by your ancestor’s side and serving him. Were you…. Jealous? No. That couldn’t be possible. You tried to shake off those strange feelings you had, but your mind always seem to wonder of to the attractive butler and demon.

😈 “Cieeeeeeel!!~ Ohhh, I missed you sooooo much!” You heard a high-pitched voice and fast footsteps rushing through the building in search of the young head of the phantomhive household.

What happened right now? It was like seeing a pink something running around. Weird.

😈 But this pink-something was actually the fiancée of Ciel. Her name was Elizabeth Midford.

😈 Unfortunate for Ciel and for you, Elizabeth and your cousin Elijah were very alike. Both loved the same things and both were nearly overprotective over you two. It was horrible. Ciel just wanted to work in silence, while you read plenty of books in hope that you might find another way to break this curse or spell or whatever this stupid witch put on you! Just be far away from this crappy place and be back… Back to the people you love and back to great technology like computers and smartphones! The internet… The Fanfictions you’ve read in secret…. All these things you loved so much were gone now….

😈 “(y/n)! That was so funny! You have to hear Lizzie’s story! It is hilarious!” – “Ohhh, El! I laughed so much thanks to your great jokes. You can be happy to have such a great fiancée, (y/n)!” Rolling your eyes didn’t help to stop them…

😈 “My lady. I think I might have found what you were looking for.” Said the one and only demon behind you, as you turned around to see a smiling Sebastian. “Mh?”

Following him, you ignored the two blondes and a deadpanned Ciel, who just wanted to flee.

😈 “So, what have you found… Sebastian?” You asked him after you two walked into another room filled with plenty of books, like many other rooms Ciel had. Sure, back in your time you had many too, but in digital form, so it was different than this.

“Oh, nothing. I thought that you needed some space.” He smiled, placing his forefinger and thump on your chin, staring into your eyes.

😈 Time to fricking blush like jfejfösdjgöajö IT’S SEBASTIAN!!!

😈 But no! You are a badass and he was just a very very very attractive butler!

😈 He served you back then! As if you could ever feel attracted to him!

😈 “Sebastian. Stop.” You said, trying to hide your face, walking away from the chuckling demon.

😈 Since then, he won’t stop teasing you. For now, he has no pact with you, so he will only listen to your ancestor and not you. You are just a sweet little being to him. A plaything some might say.

😈 But you are not the only one who got a little bit annoyed or more likely teased. Ciel too, because you are “too cruel” how he described you once. Only because you teased him a couple of times (46 times a week… Ciel counted it.) His fault if he is adorable and blushy, when you tease him.

😈 But after two months you’ve decided to finally make Sebastian, the cruel demon, blush! So he will realize how mean he is to you!

😈 Mission: Make Sebastian Blush Like A Tomato!

😈 You tried it. Many times… Wearing short clothes (Baldroy, Meyrin, Finnian, Elijah and Ciel blushed furiously and you were certain, that you saw their noses bleed…), brushing your hands with his, smiling sexy at him, bending over, touching him a lot…. And it goes and goes… But nothing happened. He just smirked and teased you back.

😈 Mission: Totally Failed.

😈 “My lady, how it seems you tried to tease me.” Sebastian smiled as he poured tea into your teacup. “Yeah… And I give up.” – “Oh, that is quite sad. I was happy to see more today.” He chuckled or more likely laughed at your attempts. “Haha… Very nice of you… No go, Sebastian….”

😈 But there was Sebastian actually speaking the truth. He was a little bit to not see you trying to attract him. He had always fun to see you like this, but now that you gave up, you had no reason to be near him again… He liked it whenever you were there, staring at him or trying to talk dirty to him (without success).

😈 When you talked later on with Ciel during your usual cup of earl grey tea about your past and what so not, he told you about his cat allergy and why he hates it that Sebastian always hides cats everywhere, because of his love for the small kittens.

😈 Wait… Right… Back then, you figured it out. There was one thing that the demon butler and you had in common! Your love for cats!

😈 So you walked to Elizabeth once and asked for a favor…

😈 “Sebastian. Could you maybe turn around? I need to show you something.”

😈 And that’s what the good butler did. He turned around and saw you. You looked the same, except for your clothes. You changed your usual attire for skintight, beautiful clothes with a cat-ear hairband and a tail. On your hands you wore paw-gloves, as you smirked at the now slightly flushing butler, who worked a few seconds ago in the kitchen.

😈 The knife he used to cut the onions, fell down and his red eyes scanned your body many times, when his mouth turned to a smirk and he walked to you.

😈 “My my~ What do we have here?~”

😈 Let’s say that many kisses were exchanged… Too many to count, when he held you tight in his arms.

😈 Maybe the reason for you to make him blush was not only to get your revenge… Maybe it was because you fell in love with him once, when you were younger and that you fell for him again.

Bonus:

😈 “What the hell!? (y/n)!? Sebastian!? NO! Where is my sword!! Get your hands off of her, you goddamn butler!!! I never liked you!!” Elijah screamed when he tried to get his sword, ignoring the sweet words you and your beloved exchanged. The teasing kisses and the “I like you too much”s….

#kuroshitsuji imagines #Kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji x reader #Sebastian Michaelis #sebastian michaelis imagines #sebastian michaelis x reader #black butler #black butler x reader #black butler imagines #x reader #phantomhive!reader #sebastian michaelis x phantomhive!reader

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atiny-exol · 5 years ago

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Mafia!Ateez! Reaction you are the leader of another organization~

Requested:yessss

Warning: mentions blood, violence and death so don't like it don't read it

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Hongjoong

The first time he saw you he was stunned

Your whole appearance was breathtaking

He never thought the leader of the territory he wants to make deals with is someone like you

If you are a female he is double impressed because there are not much women as leaders

But even when your smile is so kind he knows you are dangerous

You are provocative with the things you said, watching his reactions to each thing you said

And he knows that you are playing around to get what you want

At first his member doesn't take you that serious but after bit time of talking with you

Your playful manner faded away and Hongjoong knows that messing with you would be a bad idea

Not what he though he would lose against you

It's just that a war would bring a lot of deaths on his side too

So he would be happy to make an alliance with you

Together you would be even more powerful ~

At first he was annoyed when he heard that someone wants to make a deal with him over his new territory but as soon as you entered the room a small smirk formed on his room and he layed back in his chair,watching you and your movements. The time you stepped in the room he knows that you are trouble and something inside of him wants exactly that. ,,Ohh why don't you leave us alone boys?" He said to the few members in the room and before they could protest he shot them a death glare. They left and another time a smile formed on his.lips. ,,Now now we are alone~ why don't you tell me what you want from me little one"

Seonghwa

You two are in a relationship

Loving eachover more than everything

Everything is fine!

You don't live at his house to this time and you don't know that he is the boss of one if the most dangerous underground organizations

Like he doesn't know that you are this too

Both of you are playing more in the background

So it isn't uncommon that you don't know that

But one accident changed that

You two where on a cute date

Everything was fine till someone shoot at you and you tried to protect Seonghwa because you thought is was because of you

So you pulled out the gun you have with you and killed the guy

To say he was confused but impressed is an understatement

He couldn't believe his eyes at first

As soon as you saw his look you apologized and explained why you did this and

He would just smirk

He would not trust you that much at first

Because he doesn't know if you want to kill him.too

You both are not trusting eachover and it needs time till you gain the trust back

,,Huh? So you tell me you are the leader of this organization?" He said with a smikr while you looked at him confused. Why isn't he scared but before you could think more about that he pulled out his gun and hold it against your temple and chuckled dryly. ,,I think we have to talk a bit hm? Come on baby why do.you look so scared?"

Yunho

Immediately falls in love with you when he saw you the first time

It was one of this fancy ,,partys" more like the most dangerous organizations are meeting and making deals

You looked stunning more than that

And at first he just stared at you and asks himself what a beautiful creature like you want at a place like this

You look so innocent so vulnerable and so small

Then you talked to one of his members and he would walk towards you

Interrupt you both and asks what you are talking about

And then Jongho talls him that you are the leader of the second largest mafia organizations after ateez

He wouldn't believe it at first

But then he would look at you more and it would hit him in the face

How could he not recognize you at first?

Flirts with you

He wants you and what he wants he gets

Especially when the one he wants is impressing him so much

,,You are the famous L/N Y/N? Really?" He asks with a smile and looked at Jongho with the let us alone look. ,,It is a pleasure to meet you Y/N. I heard so much of you." His smile grew and he leaned closer to you. ,,And I must say I'm really impressed. You are very very special in my eyes."

San

He is a demon when he works but an arrogant angel with you

But he is also clever and very suspicious at some things you do

You just found out who he is and you tried to keep it a secret who you are because you don't want to ruin the relationship with him

You don't want him to feel like you used him.or you want something bad

But be aware of the fact that you cant lie to San

San knows liars, he can smell lies

So if you get to suspicious he will make research

When he found out who you are he will firstly not do anything

Thinks that maybe you will tell him but then you don't tell him

You will wake up the next day on the basement tied down to a chair

With a smiling san in front of you

Trust? No he doesn't trust you not after you lied to him that long

He told you that he runs underground business and you just looked innocently at him not saying anything about you

So you have to live with the consequences now

But don't worry then you get through his test he will trust you slowly again

,,Ohh good morning Princess/Prince! Or should I say Leader-nim? Why are you looking at me like that? Do you really think I would not fund out your little secret? You can be thankful that I love you or I would have kill you as soon as I found out who you are." Gently he runs his thumb down your neck but then pulled it away again,eyes darkly fixed on you. ,,We will play a game now. If you are honest you win if you lie you die."

Mingi

A cute guy in the mafia~ he doesn't show his face often because why should he?

So you don't recognize him right away

The name is like the boss of the organization who runs Seoul? Oh that means nothing because you couldn't imagine that Mingi is a bad guy

And so he doesn't think that you are a bad person either

He doesn't know you or your gang never had trouble with it

Ap he doesn't know you

You are so small,so innocent so lovely he would do everything to protect you

And that's what you want too. That's why you didn't tell him you don't want to pull him in a dangerous world like that

But one day everything changes because you made a mistake. A very big one

You and your gang messed with ateez and to say that this bloodbath was horrible is not even close to how it was really

Mostly all of your members are killed

And now they just catched you and brought you to their leader

Mingi was so furious to.this time

Someone really thought they could mess with him? After he gets the information that the leader is still alive he told his man to bring him to him. He wants to mess with you to show this guy the mistake

But then the door opens and he saw you he would be seriously shooked and upset

He feels betrayed..more than just betrayed he feels like his heart broke in thousand pieces

He told his men to leave you alone

He would be careful with you

He would not yell, just talking with you in a low voice

His trust is gone and you have to convince him that you really love him

Or he will kill you

,,..See I won't harm you. Yet. But you can understand how I feel right now or not? You betrayed me! You fucking betrayed me like that! Was this your plan the whole time? To make me fall in love, so you can kill me easily? To bad it doesn't work with me." His voice is low and he walked slowly towards you,so he can pull you up on your hair. ,,Thia is not between lovers right now Y/N, you messed with the wrong guy little one. You have to pay for that."

Yeosang

He hates you

Like really hates you

Why? Because you are always in his way

You are smart he wouldn't deny that but that what makes him just more annoyed

At some point he needs information from you

But he knows that you will not give him the things he want

So he will capture you

You are sassy and he is impressed that you don't give in so easily

Even if he hates disrespecting people he thinks that you are a bit cute with this behavior

But he would not show any emotions towards you

Torture is his favorite thing to do so if he wants something he will get it out of you

But unlike the over times before he would not kill you after he gets what he wants

You will work for him, because something as interesting as you should not be killed like that

From now on your members are his members and you are doing what he wants

He hates you from the beginning because you are smart and you could easily get more powerful than him and this will now never happen

Becauae you are his and he will control your next actions

A deep sight escaped his lips and he shakes his head,before he places the cigarette between his lips again. ,,L/N..L/N...why are you like that? Do you like it then I cut your body? Come one I can do things worse that this if you don't tell me what you are planning. Why are you doing all of this huh?" His voice is deep and his look is burning into your skin but your lips doesn't open. Yeosang just sighs again and blows the smoke from the cigarette in your face. ,,Why don't we do something else then."

Wooyoung

The first time he saw you he was impressed

You stunned him and he was taken aback

We way you ruined the whole organization and the way you fight is very impressive

The first time he met you was an accident

On a mission to be exactly

To be honest the first time he saw you he wanted to kill you

He didn't take you serious at first teased and mocked you

Holding a gun to your head and just the moment before he pulled the trigger you threw him over your shoulder,kicking the gun out of his hand

And holding your own at his temple

To be honest you could have killed him but you didn't do it

You don't want to mess with whole Ateez it could destroy you

Since this day he would make deals with you

Alliance with you is his new goal

And your heart is his type next one

,,Huh?? Ohh y/N what a pleasure to meet you again! Woahh no need to hold a gun against my head. Can you please lower that again?" He said with a teasing smile. ,,Thank you. Why I'm here? That's a good question what do you think about making a deal with me hm?"

Jongho

A whole impressed baby when he first met you in one of his meetings

You are really stunning and very very dangerous and he knows that

But that's what makes you so interesting

Mostly all the bosses he know are old and boring

Greedy and brutal but you are different

You do things just different then all the other people in your position

You are young and your ideas are very interesting

He meets you more than just one time and everytime.he talks or flirts with you you just get cold towards him

He wants you because you are smart and beautiful

Together you would rule the whole country

No one would go against you

But he knows that you are not that easy and that he has to show you that you can trust him and that he is worth your time

,,Ohh Mr/Mrs. L/N what an amazing thing to meet you again. I heard a lot from you and i have to say that this is really impressing." His smile is soft and he placed his one hand on your shoulder but you just shrugged it off. ,,Okay okay I'm sorry." Witht hat he throws his hand in the air with a chuckle. You are really interesting.

#ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yeosang #ateez mingi #ateez #ateez mafia au #ateez reactions #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #ateez yunho #mafia ateez #ateez san

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marithlizard · 4 years ago

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Thoughts on RWBY v8c8, “Dark”

Do you ever find yourself hoping that a rumored Horrible Plot Twist won't happen for the sake of the characters you care about, but at the same time halfway hoping it will because So Cool and Elegant and it fits with all the foreshadowing in the credits?

Yeah. Time to find out.

- I thought for sure the fireball would be Cinder! But no, and the hard-light cells don't even look damaged. How long are the jailbirds going to be in there?

- Two scenes that start out with black-screen-with-audio-effects in a row suggests less "atmospheric dread" and more "it was not easy to get this thing done at all in the middle of a pandemic, okay?" - Orange veining. Welcome back, Nora. Klein is a reassuring sight to wake up to. (Speaking of cool plot twists I was on the fence about, I really thought we'd find him working in the mines, heigh-ho heigh-ho to SDC slave labor we go.) -Whitley helping to carry Penny! He really is on board now, I'm glad. - Bombing run? Is Atlas bombing its own streets to try and clear them of Grimm? - Annd May took off with the ship so they're trapped here with the lights out in a classic horror movie setup. (I don't blame her, of course. RWB have no plan and if the world's going to end, you want to be with your people.) - what the - what WAS that? It looked like a giant version of one of Salem's jellyfish tearing an Atlesian airship apart with long ropy red tendrils. Very possibly was. - "Believe it or not, I am above drinking in the dark." Nobody believes you, hon, but that's okay. - Klein doesn't even answer her. Ouch. - WHITLEY YOU GO, BOY I didn't realize they had drone pilots, but I still should've thought of that many episodes ago (and so should Weiss). With Jacques out of the picture, they can commandeer all the SDC resources to help. Nice!

- There is of course the question of where to evacuate the crater refugees *to*. How long a range do those cargo ships have? The next closest settlement we know about is likely Argus, and I think Maria said something about their stolen ship barely making it at the end of v7. Still it's an avenue worth pursuing - even camping in a frozen wasteland beats a Grimm army. - Time for the traditional "team splits up to go exploring in the dark" phase. I'm rewinding every few seconds now to squint at all the backgrounds, but tbh I was no good at spotting the Hound last time. Never would've known it was there in most of episode 2. - Lovely little pep talk from Blake. All the sweeter because they don't get much interaction onscreen. - (rewind rewind squint squint where is it is it in the hall shadows) - RT not even pretending the computers don't run Microsoft Windows.

- YEEEEEEEEEK - (I wish I hadn't seen the preview bits. Unspoiled, there would have been 3x more EEE in that yeek. ) - Rewind to watch Blake's ears fold down in sudden terror. Nice touch. - Klein and Willow, equals for the first time, sitting in awkward silence. And his little frown when her reaction to a crash and breaking glass is not to look around but to reach for her bottle. - (I regret a whole lot of wasted potential for Qrow this arc, but I think most of all I regret him never getting to meet Willow. They would understand each other in a way no one else in the cast can, and he could have offered her hope.) - Oh, shut it, Weiss, he's doing great considering the circumstances, and your own default attitude is set to High Snark. Which I don't mind, but pot-kettle. - Still so effing creepy. It sure doesn't look like a Hound right now, more of a gorilla. And Blake successfully not freezing up and taking it on! It's good seeing her get to be badass here, since she missed out on the Nucklavee and didn't fight the Apathy at all. - "Take the girl". It's repeating its orders, I had trouble making the words out at first. - Ruby, in contrast to Blake, is frozen to the spot and doesn't even aim her weapon as it charges at her. She's really at a low point right now. And oof, there goes her Aura just from a TACKLE. It didn't even hit her! - It's noticeably more efficient taking Ruby. Was Oscar its first mission? It's much more smooth and quick about the shapeshifting now, too. - Weiss taking precious seconds to alert Klein. That actually shows considerable presence of mind; it would've been completely natural to just charge in, but she was thinking about the civilians she's responsible for. Good show. - oop, there goes Willow. She tried. I don't think she can have ever been a Huntress herself, as cool as that would've been. (I would have *loved* to see her rediscover her hereditary power to conjure defeated foes...and use it to summon a Jacques.) - Penny's exaggerated puppet-movements, with arms held out wide from her body and stiff clanky-machine noises. Oh dear. Maiden powers going out of control are just what we needed. - Is Weiss starting to summon a Nevermore there? That's a beautiful shot!

- we're only 8.5 MINUTES into an almost 18 minute episode - It's holding Ruby more carefully than it did Oscar, too. It hasn't hurt her any more than necessary. - wha? OHH of course it's here for Penny. But it grabbed Ruby first because her scent was on the lamp? Or because Penny was dormant and it couldn't sense her? - ouch - what is that Grimm. An antlion? - oh, Nora repeating Blake's words. *sniffle* There's still no light in her eyes. - Weiss it's above you, have you not watched any horror movies - So Willow did pull herself together a bit. And she's putting all the cameras she installed to spy on Jacques to use, nice! - I TAKE IT ALL BACK AHAHAHA wow, it's good to be wrong sometimes - GOOD JOB WHITLEY - Blake asking important questions. Seriously what is that thing based on, I'm having horrible DA:O flashbacks - she continues to badass - Now that's how I expected the Hound to treat Ruby, instead of that inexplicable gentleness. Theory probability continuing to rise. - rewind rewind did it just grow a third arm out of its back? It did. Grossly. - Annnd what will come climbing back in the window? - Well, it's not Summer. - It can't be Clover. It *can't* be Clover, we saw his body for several seconds at the start of the volume. - ...It's a faunus, he has wolf-type ears. Nobody we know. - Ruby's silver eyes must have mostly taken it out already, if that was enough to finish it off. And Grimm dust dissolves and floats up into the air like disproved theories. - Oh, hi, Cinder. You're kind of anticlimactic. But I wonder what you meant by "my turn to ask for something". Is she going to demand Watts build her something? - The hardlight walls are gone now, so I'm guessing Qrow and Robyn escaped after all. And probably took Jacques with them, more's the pity. Overall a really good action episode, though I'm left still wondering why the Hound was so gentle with Ruby. And what the writers have in store for the revealed fate of Summer, and those ominous credits, that could possibly live up to the fan ideas.

Oh, yeah, and also - where ARE they sending those refugees? If Whitley just programmed the planes to fly them up to Atlas, that doesn’t seem safer...

#rwby #rwby spoilers #rwby v8 spoilers #rwby volume 8 spoilers

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eclipsewarrior101 · 5 years ago

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Ducktales Crossover Fanfic: The Lost Mc.Duck Part 17

This is a continued au story based off of @kristyavson @kristyavsonhero2 and @eclipsewarrior101 gene and Green Eggs & Ham. This Au is a mix between Ducktales Gene au and Anastasia with a cartoon crossover.

In this chapter the party is going good...well until two old enemies decide to strike and memories are reawakened.

After hearing what scrooge had to say about sam and guy, Gene felt guilty. He realized that he had said some awful things and even if he could say it was cause of the “heat of the moment”, he still knew it was the wrong thing to do. It hurt more because he knew Sam and guy were gone and he would never be able to apologize...

He decided to take a walk away from the party for a bit. He walked a bit down a hallway thinking and trying to make sense of some of his...missing memories. he knew there were things he couldn’t remember yet, but his family reassured him that he would in time.

Then a noise came to his ears. He could hear faint voices calling him.

“Gene...gene....”

He decided to follow the voices til he went to a door and to his shock he saw...Sam and Guy. They waved at him and he ran out the door them in the back garden and gave them a hug.

Gene: “ohh i have missed you guys so much...look about what i said before”

Guy: hey its okay gene....

Sam: yah gene...nothing to worry about anymore...everything will be fine. Genie...

Gene while hugging them then stopped in confusion...genie...huh...he looked at them with a weird look but they saw that and then said as they led him on a walk

Sam: hey so we wanna show you something..so we need you to come with us....

Guy: yah it will be fun,

Sam: yah what guy said

Gene was listening to them he followed them and something was starting to not add up....sam and guy sounded...different. Guy seemed to nice and sam...he...wait....oh no...

Gene pulled away from them when he saw a purple amulet around sams neck and looked at them with a feeling of confusion, suspicion and...fear...he had seen that amulet from somewhere...but he had no clue where and it scared him....it felt evil and bad

The two stopped and looked concerned....but also seemed annoyed

Guy: hey gene what....

Gene: Your not them....

both stopped and looked at each other with confusion...

Sam: Genie what are you talking

Gene: YOUR.NOT.THEM...are you. guy never acts this nice and sam...he always calls guy and me by nicknames....and when did sam where that amulet....that amulet...i...i know it....i can’t remember why but that amulet is pure EVIL....WHO ARE YOU

Guy and sam soon formed an evil cruel grin on their faces as they stared at the kid with malice

Guy: Well..that is unfortunate didn’t think he would see through our magic descise.

Sam snorting in annoyance: true but i think it’s time we gave this genie wannabe a refresher

Soon gene watched in horror as the two changed and morphed into different people. One who was guy transforms into a tall girl duck with a black dress and a wand in her hands. She then has a raven by her side as she gives out an evil cackle. The other who was sam becomes a very tall menacing wolf with a dark blue warlock robe and long beard. he has cruel eyes and mustache. around his neck it that same green amulet that glows brightly.

?: Look at what 5 years has done to us Gene Mc. Duck. you an older but still noosy brat and us...still cruel evil beings trying to complete our mission.

?: yes and look at what has happened to me after so long. me left behind by my own genie

?: i last saw you at a party like this one...but was stopped by your stupid uncle and that girl

?: And i last seen in a floating castle, after you betrayed your master..ME to help that wretched Duck and i fell to my death. REMEMBER. (he soon turns into a giant griffin as he roars).

Gene’s body trembled as he stood there in shock...those faces...that man...a griffin...the amulet...the...party. Soon memories started flooding genes mind as he started to remember things and soon he came to a horrible conclusion. He knew exactly who these two were and the male was someone he had feared seeing again for so long afte the pain he made him cause so long ago.

Gene while trembling in fear and horror: ...Magica De Spell...Merlock...no..it can’t be....I...I...HELP....HEL-MMFFF

Gene turns to run as he screams but is soon grabbed by Magica who restrains his wrists and places a hand over his beak muffling his screams for help.

Gene: MMFF, MMMFF....MMMFFFF

Gene restrained and gagged kicks and yells as he is dragged by magic onto Merlock as they take to the skies. Gene still in Magica’s grip with tears in his eyes, still tries to call for help as he struggles to no avail. Suddenly a familiar voice rings out that makes his heart ache with fear.

Scrooge: Gene...Gene...where are you lad why did you scre-....NONONO GENE

As they get higher Scrooge comes out with the kids and is horrified by the site of magic and Merlock. They fly off as gene looks at scrooge muffledly pleading for help and magic anf merlock cackles as they fly away

Scrooge and the kids yells: GENE...GENE

Scrooge and the boys soon run off after Gene hoping they can catch up in time. they lost gene once they will not lose him again.

So that’s the end of chapter 17 folks...Shabooey it’s getting intense. So please read chapters 1-16 ito catch up and i wanna thank @kristyavsonhero2 and @kristyavson for helping me with this story and have a great night

#@Ducktales crossover Fanfic: The Lost Mc Duck #Gene au #anastasia gene au #@kristyavsonhero2 #@kristyavson #@eclipsewarrior101 #Merlock #magica #Scrooge #Gene the genie #Gene the ex genie

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chaniters · 6 years ago

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Five Colored Warriors!

Well, Now I have most of the elements in place! This is really a lot of work!

Hope you enjoy it!

Spoilers for fallen hero!

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The blue-skinned operators worked feverishly, handling the controls expertly in a unified motion

A few of them were constantly placing small flags over a large table shaped like the entire United States. Most of it was blue, but a stain of red flags was slowly creeping to the southern, Northern and Eastern areas starting in San Francisco.

The gate opened letting in the dark clad man, Doctor Blitz. The operators and soldiers saluted him raising a fist as he strode along, not paying them much attention. He stopped in front of an elevated control station. The figure sitting on the large chair behind it it had her back to him, as she listened to reports from her underlings.

"Grand Director!" He said raising his fist. "I return from my mission. Los Diablos has fallen to the Great Mutant Scorpius!"

She waved the regenes away, and the chair turned to him.

Regis had an amused expression. "Of course it did. They never had a chance against my superior planning. But tell me, Doctor... If it has fallen, then where are their rangers?"

Blitz looked down uncomfortably. "I am sorry... reports are conclusive, they weren't killed by the blast... We believe someone teleported them away at the last moment.They have gone into hiding... but they were no match for our forces"

"Ohh... Teleported you say?" she exclaimed "Only our forces control that technology... Who.. who could have created another teleportation device?"

"We don't know Regis. But we're looking into it right now... We will find them, and destroy them!"

"You don't know..." she repeated. “You don’t know...” And then, in a single swift gesture, she pointed a decorated techno-staff at Blitz. The device emitted a loud buzz, sending over a red stream of lighting, shocking him instantly. Blitz shrieked in pain, falling over and squirmed painfully all over the floor. The regenes looked at him, clearly terrified until the sizzling beam died off, Regis finally deciding it was enough punishment, a cruel glare in her eyes.

"Fool! Is crucial that we find this new enemy! And those rangers should be dead by now... I WILL NOT tolerate this kind of failure Doctor!"

"I'm sorry Grand Director!" he cried painfully "We weren't expecting it! I had them surrounded when..."

"NO EXCUSES!" She said brandishing the staff against him... but she didn't fire this time. She looked startled for a moment… The light on the control room changed, as red light came forth through the ceiling. The hint of a smile crept into her expression.

"You are in luck Doctor Blitz... the apocalypse force itself speaks to me"

"Oh" Blitz bowed down in awe.

"It gives you a second chance Dr. Blitz. Defeat the rangers. Find the teleportation device. Do this, and your failure will be forgotten"

"Y... yes! I will not fail you again, great Regis!" he said submissively.

A regene quickly took a red flag and placed it decisively over another city.

"It seems Doctor Terror has just taken Las Vegas" she smiled. "Hurry your plans, Doctor. I would love to have a red flag over Los Diablos too."

"Of course! Of course!" Blitz spoke hurriedly "Scorpius will find them, and take them out!"

"Good. You know how I always hated projects going behind schedule..."

"I will not disappoint you!" he said raising his fist once more.

"Go then" she dismissed her, turning her chair back onto the screen.

He turned quickly and was about to cross the entrance before she spoke again without turning.

"Oh and Doctor Blitz"

"Yes, my Regis?"

"Fail me, and I'll feed you to the Apocalypse force myself"

He swallowed hard, before leaving, the gate closing behind him.

...................................................................................

"Stay still, will you?" Mortum seems less annoyed than you expected at having the rangers over. You guess his criminal nature loses meaning under this invasion.

You nod and do as he says as he goes on to change the bandages over your wounds. Ortega just walks away at the reminder of your tattoos. Herald's just staring while Argent and Steel have a hushed talk over at the table as Ortega joins them.

"You're a bit unpopular right now, I guess?" he says with a soft smile as he notices you glancing at them.

"Heh...That's putting it mildly," you say flinching as he applies disinfectant

"Well, look on the bright side"

"There is a bright side?"

"Indeed. Now, you don't have to convince anyone that the Special Directive is the enemy"

You raise your arms for him to wrap up the large gash on your chest. So tight.

"Convince them... What's the point now? They're out there toppling the government and taking over city after city."

“Jealous?” He asks managing to make you laugh.

Herald is watching the news. You stopped paying attention a good twenty minutes ago. Apparently, San Francisco's ranger team was killed in action and the city's fallen to this "Apocalypse force" giant monsters. The same thing in Vegas, except the city center was turned to rubble for the second time after the big one when Gigas tried to grow to the same size of the monster they sent there and fight it out only to be killed after good hour rampage. San Diego is still contested.

The army attempted to take the fight to the enemy, but Regina answered by unleashing a barrage of biological warhead missiles over to small towns over to the east Heartland causing thousands of casualties and spread of horrible plagues and diseases. Ever since then, they simply stopped their advance and have been fortifying the border defenses. The West coast is basically on its own and ripe for the taking. A cushion to protect the eastern heartland.

Mortum is looking at the rangers too... he seems focused on Herald and Argent mostly. You know that look and give him and inquiring stare but he just smiles.

"That's it, you're good to go. I'll be right back. Going to get some drinks for everyone"

"THat's..." you start, but he's already gone. "...very considerate"

Steel raises from his chair and walks up to you.

Crap. Now he's going to tell what a piece of shit you are... how you're going to jail after this is over and...

"Cyrus… how are you doing?" he asks cautiously.

His mind isn't particularly indicative of deception. He honestly wants to know how are you coping with the new injuries.

"Uh... it's nothing serious. Probably a few new scars" you say looking at your bandaged self. "Not like I was planning to go to the beach anyways" you're too late to stop your own joke...

"I see how that could be a problem" Is there the hint of a smile on his lips?. You shift on your seat, starting to freak out. Is he trying to be friendly?

"Uh... sorry. That's just a joke? I was following up on what you said and..."

"I get it Steel." you stop him. "It' just we don't joke often...

"No. We do not"

"So why start now?" you ask.

"What, can't you read my mind?" he shoots back.

That's more like what you're used to receiving from him.

"I could If you want." you send the words directly into his mind. That just freaks him out. You've never been so direct to him, and you're enjoying each second.

"Don't do that!" he asks

"Fine. Anyways, reading isn't as easy as you think though. It takes a while."

"So you don't know what i'm thinking?"

"I know you're trying to be friendly, but why you want to be friendly is a very complex question. I'd rather you tell me honestly."

He seems to chill out with that. "Sorry... it's just... I think I finally get you?"

"Oh," you say lifting your gaze to meet his "Yeah. I guess it's the first time you see my cards on the table"

"Well not all of them... But I can see where you're coming from"

"Yes.. you can"

“By the way, Ortega’s thankful that you pushed him out of the way… he just needs a bit of time to be able to say it”

“I’m getting the silent treatment… Don’t blame him. I’d be surprised if he ever speaks to me again.”

“Just some time, is all.”

“If you say so…”

"So, how come you're not riding giant beasts and trying to take over the country for the Regis or the Apocalypse Force?"

"It's not Regis... her real name is Regina... And she's the Director of the Special Directive. And the Apocalypse theme is new. They were perverted and evil when I escaped, but taking over the world wasn't on the menu. I have no idea what happened"

You can't help look at Argent and Ricardo behind him. He says a few rushed words at her, then stands from his chair giving you a brief glance and storms towards the other room.

Argent seems exasperated. She stands and walks up to you, sitting over the smaller couch.

"Well I tried, but he's really upset"

"He just needs time," Steel says.

“Well, we don’t have time. He should get his shit together already!”

"What were you trying to do?" You ask

"Get him to talk to you again, genius. He's been mourning your death since before I knew him, you were always this big mystery. THen you come back to life, and all hell breaks loose, and then here you are with all the answers and..."

"... and he doesn't want to talk to me" you sigh.

"Of course not, because you're a really shitty friend, you know that right?" she says "You sent him to the fucking hospital just so you could break your own statue. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I don't know... everything?" you say sinking on your couch.

Mortum walks from the kitchen handing everyone beer drinks. He notices Ortega's gone, heads over to Herald who thanks him for the glass. Mortum seems next to him and they start talking. Ugh. His flirting is so obvious. The tone he's using... you've heard him before... You just shake your head.

"Can you tell us your story?" Steel asks. "It'd be really useful to know what we're up against right now"

"Sure" you offer. You never expected anyone to ask you about this in a way that didn't involve torture or trauma. "But I have no idea why they've rebelled against the government"

"Anything you know will help"

"Ok... let me... think about where to start" you ponder. You glance at the door behind which Ortega disappeared. But he's not coming back right now. Oh well...

And so you start telling your story...

At some point, Herald and Mortum move closer so they can hear too. It takes a long while for you to tell the whole thing. Steel stops you with some questions ever so on, and doesn't rush you. Herald looks at you with a sad expression, the hero he believed in breaking to pieces in front of his eyes as you go over the years of torture and enslavement you endured. Argent claws dig marks into the table at some parts of it. She really doesn't know you that well but hearing how the farm truly works is enough for her to hate them with a passion apparently. Mortum keeps bringing fresh drinks, and finally some tea as you finish your story.

Everyone stays silent as you finish. Herald has some tears running down his cheek ... and Mortum's there to pass him a tissue of course.

Finally Argent decides to break the silence.

"Wow. You're really fucked up, Cyrus" She sums it up with her usual grace.

"I am"

"It's horrible" Herald lets on.

"Thank you for that" Steel says rubbing your arm.

Wow. He's being honest. He truly cares about the shit you went through. Unexplored ground for you, and you're not sure how to react.

"I'm sorry. I should have told you... but I was just afraid you'd..."

"Hand you over to the government and you'd be tortured again, I get it" Steel completes the sentence for you. “But the villain thing… THat, I still don’t understand…”

"I was confused! Shouldn't have targeted you guys but... that museum... Seeing all the statues just... I don't know. I couldn't stand it. I just wanted to destroy the past… gain notoriety and then fight against the farm... and Now I'm too late... This is all my fault."

"Hey!" Argent snaps her fingers in front of you "Snap out of it! You couldn't fight the Special Directive all by yourself"

"I don't know... I should have found a better plan... I should have..."

"Cyrus" It's Herald this time. "She's right. There was no way."

"Are you hearing this?" Mortum says focused on the TV

"What do you mean?" You ask squinting at him.

“The president just announced a full pardon for any powered criminals that help deal with the Apocalypse force”

“What seriously?” you ask watching the screen as the president goes over a press conference.

“Yep. And that includes regens that switch sides, Cyrus.”

You cross your arms and lean back. "It's too late to know... not like we can do much from here now"

“Oh, I think there’s a lot we can still do,” Mortum says "We can take back the city, and get rid of the Apocalypse Force. ISn't that what you always wanted?" he asks putting his glass aside.

"Can't you see what's going on? We're not an army! We could barely escape because you saved us last time!"

"We don't need an army"

"Is this friend of yours also crazy Cyrus?" Argent asks.

"I'm not crazy! And I believe we can take them down"

"That's Impossible," Herald says sizing him up and down.

"I am Dr. Mortum! And Impossible is what I do!"

"Oooh, now I get it... you're the one handing him his evil gadgets" Steel speaks giving him a distrustful look.

"Evil is a strong word Monsieur. In any case... I am interested in helping the Rangers out"

"So you're just doing this for the pardon? IT's a bit too risky, isn't it?" Steel asks.

"Let's just say I have ... hmm.. many crimes that need washing up. Even more than our fallen hero friend here. It would be on my best interest"

"Wait wait wait, just how do you propose to take them down?" Ortega asks, standing next to you all.

"I'm glad you asked," he says with a smile.

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"THe power of Nanites is unexplored! Where others see a blunt weapon of mass destruction, I see a tool to construct a new world!"

"But nanites are dangerous!" Steel complains

"I've completely reprogrammed and redesigned them! The new batch just constructs thing! It doesn't even have a deconstruction setting"

"Let me get this straight" Ortega interrupts. "You want us to use these boxes full of dangerous Nanites you invented..."

"Henshin Bracers. The Nanites are not dangerous. And I didn't invent the bracers, they're already used by special forces in Japan" Mortum corrects him word by word.

"Thank you for the corrections... So, as I was saying, you want us to use the scary nanite device to deploy untested combat armor, battle the enemy, and then use it to create giant robots"

"Battle Titans"

"Yes, yes sorry. Does anyone else think this is insane?" Ortega, he asks the others. The Henshin bracers lie on the table in front of him.

Silence.

"I'll take the pink one," Argent says, simply walking over and taking her new bracer

"WHAT?"

"Oh, you think I'm not feminine enough? I like pink."

"No no... I mean... you're seriously going to use that?"

"Science guy is sure shady, but he saved us from being vaporized by the giant scorpion-thing. I’m going to trust him for now" she smiles at Mortum.

"You just can't..."

"Yellow" You turn. Herald walks over and fetches the second bracer standing by Argent.

"Excellent!" Mortum grins.

"Daniel you don't know what you're..."

"Then I'll take black," you say walking up and fetching one for yourself and taking your place. No way you're going to miss fighting the farm, injured or not.

Chen simple walks over, looks at the two remaining bracers and takes one as well. "Red for me..."

He turns to Ricardo, standing on his own "It's honestly our only chance."

“Seriously?”

You know the true reason he wants nothing to do with it. He had nanites covering his whole body during the nanoswarm. He can’t admit it, but he’s scared of them.

Reluctantly, Ortega goes over and takes the last one. "I guess I'm sticking with blue then."

"Are you getting one too?" You ask Mortum

"Didn't have time to make more than Five... " he ponders "But you should familiarize yourselves with the controls"

All of you examine the bracers.

"They are easy to activate... you just need to..." He starts explaining

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"Stand back Mr. Governor!"

He hid, behind the historic governor's chair. The security service agents drew pistols aiming at the locked doors. This wasn't supposed to happen to him. Not to cherished governor Jace Bern… first, that lunatic threatening the gold reserves… then a whole invasion.

"Proximity alert! They're on the other side!" Everyone of them took positions, waiting the crucial moment... until the door blew up in pieces unleashing a torrent of Apocalypse soldiers.

The firefight was intense but brief. Several soldiers fell but were quickly replaced, and it wasn't long before the agents started falling one after the other.

"This is madness!" he cried trying to crawl away. An agent tripped and fell on him, his chest smoking from energy impacts. "SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!" he cried trying to go through the corridor behind him.

He heard the footsteps and knew they were coming for him. He wasn't going to go like this... he had fought in the war.. he turned and took the fallen agent's gun then pointed at the soldiers. Seven of them. all pointing at him.

Well... now it was over...

"Hold" a dark figure walked into the room, as pieces of the wall fell over from the explosions. "Governor Bern..." he says "...I like your spirit."

"Dr. Saito?" Harding asked in disbelief while pointing his gun at the large figure.

"I go by Dr. Blitz now..." He said giving another step

Harding closed his eyes and fired. *BANG!* One shot... *BANG!* ... after another... *BANG!* ... as he started screaming at his enemy. *BANG BANG BANG click click click*

He slowly opened his eyes, and Dr. Blitz was still there, holding a palm to him. The bullets he fired were floating, inmobile, in front of him, surrounded by a dark purple energy field.

"As I said... I like your spirit. And I am in a forgiving mood" he said closing his palm and releasing the bullets, which fell to the floor, harmless. "You're going to be working for us Governor. Before you know it" he said waking the remaining distance as Bern kept pulling the trigger of the empty gun. Finally, his hand took the gun from his hand, and Bern stepped back in fear.

"You won't be needing this. Take him to one of the reconditioning center. Kill everyone else." .............................................................................

You walk through the mansion's ground, droves of apocalypse regenes still combing the area for stray soldiers. A few of them come straight at you.

"Who are you?" he asks pointing his energy rifle.

"Infiltration cuckoo unit. I bring news for Dr. Blitz" you answer calmly.

"Prove it" He barbs back.

You take off your shirt, showing your tattoos. They nod slowly.

"Clear," they say as they walk away.

Now, this is one trick you never thought you'd be using. Your tattoos are your best defense right now. Regen conditioning means they're not easily manipulated. You'd have trouble dealing with more than one or two at a time, even with your increased powers.

You walk to the door... just in time. A group of them is bringing the Cabinet members and the governor outside. A small truck stops nearby

You time your walking right and...

The driver comes off the vehicle, hands you his hat and you take his place. You push him into entering the manor and looking for something that he lost. It should take him a good half hour to realize that he doesn’t know what he’s looking for.

You can't help notice he has your same hair. You probably share some DNA. He must be one of your many cousins. But he’s blue.

As they load the prisoners on the truck, the intercom on your ear activates.

"Well done. WE'll be waiting by the hill outside. Mortum is ready with his teleporter. Lower your hat if you hear me"

You do as Steel says.

Saving politicians. Ugh.

But you can't let them take the state so easily. You've got to start somewhere, and Bern is a leader who can probably help organize a resistance, or so Steel thinks. Also, if he's alive he can pressure the Eastern government into sending help.

You start the engine and slowly take your truck towards the gates. Everything's going smoothly...

No. No, something's wrong. The soldiers are fixing on you. One of them's calling Dr. Blitz... he's telling him to stop you...

Your telepathy gives you fair warning before the alarm actually sounds. You have a few seconds...

Fuck.

You step on the gas and accelerate. The guards at the gate jump to the sides as you run it through.

You hear gunshots.

"Coming in hot!" you yell at the intercom.

Shit...

You take a sharp turn, and soon enough you meet up with steel and the others.

"They are coming!" you yell

"I know!" he ushers the prisoners out and gives them the teleporting beacons.

"What the hell is going o..." Harding says as he banishes.

"All hostages are out...!" Mortum announces through the intercom. "Good to finally meet you Mr. Governor! I didn't vote for you but..." his com closes finally.

"They're coming... It's time for payback!" Steel says standing at the front.

You nod preparing your Henshin bracer. Everyone does the same...

"RANGERS! There's nowhere to run!" You see Dr. Blitz and his soldiers approaching with motorcycles and trucks as they surround you.

"I’ve been waiting for this! Exterminating you will restore my status with the Regis!"

"NANO RANGER FORCE POWER!" You all shout pulling the levers on your bracers.

The colored nanites surround each of you, instantly generating your combat suits from thin air.

Luckily Mortum allowed you to customize them a bit.

Yours is black with some teal lines, for old times sake. Steel's is bright red, with some white linings and extra armoring. Argent's Silver and Pink, she really spent some time fine-tuning the colors. Herald's is yellow and gold and he added a wing motif to the shoulders. Ortega's blue and white, with lightning details.

You all perform Katas, ready to act as a coordinated team, showing them fierce fighting stances. An excess of colored nanites blows out behind you, forming distinct colored explosion -Red, Blue, Black, Pink, and Yellow- that startles the enemy.

"What Is that supposed to mean?" Dr. Blitz asks surprised

"It means that your days are numbered! Surrender or face us!" Steel threatens him with an aggressive posture.

"Wearing fancy colors won’t change the outcome! Kill them all!!" He orders his minions.

"So be it!" Steel says sprinting forward.

Your team charges onto the incoming enemies.

The suit's power is impressive, to say the least. It points out your next target, lets you know about threats and automatically balances your every move. And you are stronger... MUCH stronger.

A trio of soldiers charges at you. Instead of stopping, you run into them. The armor locks itself into place, making you much heavier as you clash, and the force of the impact is enough to send them flying backward. You smile. This is actually fun.

Someone catches you from behind. Herald. He aims you at an incoming group of the soldiers who stops dead in their tracks seeing what he’s planning

“Oh, I like the way you think!.”

“It’s them who are not going to like it” he chuckles launching you against them.

You actually form a crater sending them flying like bowling pins. You stand to look for your next target.

Argent’s moving faster than a gazelle, clawing at the enemy with no mercy. A few try to escape, but she shoots her bow out of nowhere, blasting them away.

Ortega’s fists sizzle with lighting bolts, blasting opponents easily, sparks flying everywhere. Steel, meanwhile, seems to be impervious to their attacks and is sorting them out with a power sword.

Dr. Blitz seems quite enraged at the turn of events. It's hard to believe these same enemies beat the crap out of you not a day ago.

“Enough of this nonsense rangers! Prepare to fall! TELEKINETIC DARK FORCE!” he says as he starts to drive the energy wave at you once more.

“Oh, no you don’t!” Argent says placing herself in front of him and swiftly slashing at his face with her claws.

“Aaaaargh!” Dr. Blitz cries out in pain, his mask half-destroyed. His energy weave explodes, not strong enough to knock Argent. It simply drives her back next to the rest of you.

“HOW DARE YOU! I will crush you all!” Dr. Blitz says raising both hands, activating his energy suit, creating a large wave of energy aimed at you.

“TEAM NANO BLASTER!” Steel calls out. You have to give it to him, he’s a much better leader than Ortega. You summon your weapon (An oversized axe) as everyone does the same.

“Nano Battle Axe!” you say, following Mortum’s instructions. Where did he come up with all these ideas?!

“Nano Battle Bow!” Argent assembles her bow on your axe, a loud click telling you it’s working.

“Nano Energy Daggers!” Herald says connecting them to Argent's bow.

“Nano Energy Lance!” Charge engages his weapon on top of the device.

“Nano energy Sword!” Steel swiftly drives his sword through the middle of the device. His boots dig into the ground as he braces to fire.

“NANO TEAM BLASTER!” you all command standing behind him, as Steel pulls the trigger.

The weapon emits a strong energy blast that collides with Blitz dark energy wave. For a moment the result is unclear… and then Blitz’s power simply fades against the beams terrible energy.

“Noo… this is impossible…” Blitz cries as the beam strike him causing a loud explosion.

The remaining soldiers start running away seeing the mighty weapon you’ve created.

“Well done rangers!” Steel seems satisfied.

The fire and smoke clear out… revealing Blitz, his armor torn to pieces. He seems badly injured.

“D… damn you rangers!!! But… this isn’t over! Scorpius!” he calls “Come to my aid!”

A teleportation device activates, and the familiar monster materializes.

“GROW Scorpius!” he commands.

A red beam comes from the distance, causing Scorpius to take on a titanic size once more.

“You’re doomed rangers! Hahaha! Doomed!” Blitz screams as he teleports his injured self out of the battle.

“How are we going to deal with that?” You ask as the giant monster turns on you menacingly..

“Remember Mortum’s last weapon!” Steel commands.

You all nod.

“Nano battle Titan!” the five of you command.

Your Henshin bracers emit a cloud of five-colored nanites that quickly begins to take shape, constructing a massive superstructure.

In a matter of moments, the battle-titan is assembled.

Scorpius turns to face the new treat.

“Let's end this!” Steel says jumping inside, followed by the rest of you.

The command section has five chairs that you quickly take.

“Nano Battle Titan activated!” you all say activating your controls. The mecha’s eyes shine brightly as it prepares to face the incoming beast.

Scorpius points at you with his eyes and shoots it’s energy beam, making the titan stumble backward.

“We have to get the fight to him!” Argent says as she and Herald control the legs bringing you closer. You take the right fist, and strike at the monster, sending it down.

“Again!” Steel calls.

This time Ortega controls the left fist, smashing it into the ground.

You’re going to strike it again, when it’s scorpion tail wraps around the arm, then emits a torrent of powerful energy that causes sparks all over the cockpit.

“We have to stop this!” you cry.

“Agreed! Titan Sword!” Steel calls. The Sword instantly materializes in the Titan’s hands.

Using the sword, Ortega cuts the tail in half, causing Scorpius to scream in agony.

“Now’s our chance!”

“ENERGY SLASH!” you all command.

The sword starts shining in five-colored energy, and the Battle Titan slashes through Scorpius in a single movement. It then turns, giving it’s back to it’s defeated enemy. Scorpius falls down to the ground and explodes in pieces.

You all start cheering madly inside the cockpit. Surprisingly, Ortega pats your back… but then he remembers he’s not talking to you and looks away.

Well. That was a different way to go about the hero business… You can’t deny it’s colorful, to say the least.

____________________________ My fanfics: https://chaniters.tumblr.com/post/181692759294/my-fanfiction-for-fallen-hero DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fan fiction using characters and the setting of the Fallen Hero: Rebirth and upcoming Fallen Hero: Retribution games written by Malin Riden. I do not claim ownership of any characters from the Fallen Hero wold. These stories are a work of my imagination, and I do not ascribe them to the official story canon. These works are intended for entertainment outside the official storyline owned by the author. I am not profiting financially from the creation of these stories, and thank the author for her wonderful game/s, without which these works would not exist.

#fallen hero: rebirth #Super Sentai AU #Fanfiction #Spoilers!

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inappropriatefangirlneeds · 7 years ago

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Gotham s4ep18 “That’s Entertainment” Personal Review

“Expect no mercy, just a hail of bullets.” Warning spoilers below

* Yeah ALFRED PENNYWORTH give the kid a bullet prof car, might as well just shoot right at him * “What are we waiting for? Those people need our help.” “Good man” Jim Gordon getting right to BRUCE WAYNE to put him into an explosive collar is pretty much undermining his words last week about Bruce endangering himself and his accusations against Alfred of supporting this. But it´s the bigger picture, right. It´s always the bigger picture with all of them. Just that all of them keep thinking they got the best judgement of what the bigger picture and greater cause is. * “But even if it does maybe, by facing Jerome I can show the people of Gotham that standing up to terror is the only way to take its power away.” “Well said.” Bruce Wayne talking to JEREMIAH, addressing his accomplishments with such eloquence and politeness was remarkable to watch. And it makes me want to see some sequels about his education so far. That´s not just something you just can do, that´s a practiced skill he´s capable of invoking whenever needed and it´s wonderful. It´s a fine line between reasoning and manipulation! I really loved that they have had him keep appreciating Jeremiah´s research after the whole mess. It´s just a glimpse on what the fandom does every now and then point out: Batman with his bulletproof car might be able to do some good with questionable methods but Bruce Wayne would be capable of bringing remarkable change for the sake of Gotham and it´s citizens. It´s a shame that this responsibility keeps being neglected. How much hospital equipment does a bullet proof car buy? * “It was an act.” “I think you're more sure about that than me.” I´m glad they at least keep a bit of ambiguity there, only if it´s just a tiny moment. You don´t just completely change by a plant induced nightmare, that just can´t eradicate all you´ve gone through. * “What, you have a laugh? No bloody way.” Idk why but this was hilarious * “For once I agree with Alfred.” Oh Selina .. * “Boom. Headless people.” * “Quite the dilemma, Jim. You gonna let me fall and die? Or are you gonna pull me up and arrest me? What's it gonna be? Lawman or murderer? Ah. Good ol' Gordon. Always playing by the rules.” JIM GORDON and this old question again. I almost expected him to not care about Jerome falling. Also how much does Jerome know about Jim doing stuff like going to retired mob bosses and beg them to return? Can someone tell him? Would that make him laugh? * Also Jim Gordon messing with a detonators signal (again) .. good that Jerome doesn´t have Nygma on his team * OSWALD COBBLEPOT looks so pretty, I´m done * With Oswald´s expressions throughout this whole enterprise I am not in the slightest surprised that Jerome has had doubts about him :D You can do better than that Oswald, we´ve seen it. * Jim & Oswald was too precious. “I mean, I was willing to play along with him for a while. Perhaps he had a way to make us all rich? A return to the good old days, you know? But nothing good will come of this.” “Or maybe you just don't like the competition. Jerome casts quite the shadow.” “Oh, please! He's a maniac, an anarchist. He is not interested in money or power. And I am an honest criminal, Jim.” * “What's worse than that? How can you run an empire in a city full of lunatics?” As much as Jim Gordon keeps pointing out that Oswald caring about the state of the city is only for the sake of his own goals and aspirations I however do see my (head)canon confirmed that Oswald cares for the city. Maybe not more than about himself but still. He was horrified by what Theo Galavan had planned and he certainly didn´t need to care about these people. And I do think that he would have been capable of putting on a better poker face, lean back longer and step upon some ashes to claim what´s left. It´s not like the city has seemingly quite well survived a couple of gas attacks. Why not this one too? Also Oswald was ready to subject it to a mob war. This clearly was more than a power struggle and jealousy towards Jerome, Oswald was not willing to step over a certain line of (“unnecessary”) cruelty. * “I´m home” Okay this killed me, as much as this plotline is icky, BARBARA KEAN having felt out of place and just wrong all her life now feeling that she has a purpose and worth killed me. This though is remarkably ugly and I don´t like it: “Why don't you do it?” “Because I am the one true heir of an immortal god's ancient dynasty. And I don't dirty my fingers with the likes of you anymore.” And the hell, why is she just always the love interest? * What I also really love about this is: “The Barbara I know would've already sold all of this junk to the highest bidder.” “Junk? This is my destiny.” “And being with me and Selina at the club? That isn't? You begged me to partner with you.” “Can't you see who that is up there? That is me and Ra's, 400 years ago.” “Oh, please, I mean, she doesn't even look like you.” “It looks exactly like me. It is me. I have finally found my true purpose. I'm not gonna let your jealousy distract me.” “Ra's influenced history.” “He was a cult leader, and he still has them brainwashed.” “And what about me, am I brainwashed? There are things written here that could change the way we view the past forever. Perhaps, I am the one to bring that change to light.” I guess it´s because it´s just playing right into a couple of headcannons. And it brings back some reference to her being an art gallery owner. And now I´m even safeish to headcanon that this was not just for prestige and money but that she truly was invested and interested in art(history). This finally gives her some personality and passion. Her doing that research about the glowing hand already sparked my interested, because I know Bruce & Co did it do but you don´t just get deep into historic research like that, you gotta have some background to dig around properly. And that “change the way we view the past” line omg! You don´t just say something like that without caring about history. I´m delighted. It´s not just ohh I got all the ancient magic at my hand to do stuff and things with it there is also this element of knowledge and curiosity about the past! And I´ll die with that headcanon. Just imagine young Barbara Kean having an interest in history, buried deep in dusty books but her parents discouraging her. Like who cares about that. That´s not a career and it´s not gonna buy an expensive apartment or bring prestige to the family name. With going for the art gallery option Barbara found a way to keep associating with the wealthy elite, like her parents want her to but also thought she could keep a bit close to things she was interested in. But along the way this started to sometimes shift into resentment because it´s not quite what she actually wants to do. She even appreciates modern art the more she learns about it but it´s just not quite right and this could be the reason why Tabs picked up some dismissive attitude or remarks about things Barbara actually values. Her parents just estranged her from her interest so far that even after they were gone she´s just about having control .. eg about the underworld (and a couple of other fleeting stuff and things because this show is a cluttered mess) instead of being able to reconnect to what she was interested in, also they were quite successful with hammering into her that this is just not an option to be anything else than stupid interest or hobby. Also: The Cult & Brainwash thing & TABITHA GALVAN Can we talk about that bit, about how the contrasted Barbara´s personal past and now almost painful moment of feeling she found some worth with on the other hand TABITHA GALAVAN´s past of actually having been in a cult. Can we appreciate that they addressed this. Also this just renews another headcanon of mine: That a big failure of the Dumas Order´s was neglecting Tabitha. They obviously trained her but after that statement it´s also obvious that they failed to indoctrinate her like they did with Theo Galavan. Once failed and once going over a couple of lines with Silver, Tabitha was very quickly ready to abandon the grand plan and holy mission. I guess the Order only saw the male heir as being of any importance and that´s what they taught him (and indirectly also taught Tabitha) it was Theo´s mission, Theo´s legacy and in the end also Theo´s accomplishment. Tabitha was surely kept close and in line but they failed to incorporate and include her. Personal Headcanons aside .. what is this plot even ??! And what the fuck is that horrible odd picture?! Especially the faces look so off. * “That's why I'll outlive you. That's why I'm loved 'cause I don't give a damn about the rules. “It's a long way down. You sure you'll outlive me?” “Oh, I'm sure 'cause I'm more than a man. I'm an idea, a philosophy. And I will live on in the shadows within Gotham's discontent. You'll be seeing me soon. Au revoir.” * “Finally set you free” Even if JEROME VALESKA´s “they are both the same” talk has a point (and given the remarks about their childhood they are both shady, the Ecco devoted her life thing is still creepy af there is one) even with that JEREMIAH VALESKA has made a choice to protect himself and use his mind to create, buildings and structures but also an electrical engine that creates a grand amount of power to supply the city (and I´m just gonna assume he would not try to milk every last penny out of it) that´s all far from destruction and chaos and that is a choice and I want to believe that choices do matter. That there is some gas action happening that eradicates all that is just cheap. And it does undermine Jerome´s words about being an idea and philosophy that will live on with Gotham´s discontent. I don´t want to see this as Jeremiah being set free, I want to see this as Jeremiah being robbed of his choices and agency. And while I can get behind the general idea that refuting rules, deprecating law and embracing destructive chaos stemming out of neglect and discontent could be an interesting concept this also gets cheapened if its new poster boy is someone who is forced into this role. Arguably Jerome´s upbringing (I´m just gonna assume a general horribleness and abuse is very much what happened no matter the details) as opposed to Jeremiah´s way out of this has if not forced paved a way into the discontent, and what his was it grandfather (Edit: father in 2x3) said about him being a curse on the city was the role he found he could embrace rather than being hurt over it. So maybe Jerome could be also seen as a case of self fulfilling prophecy that others pushed upon him but there still was a choice so I would not equal that to being changed through a toxin. If they wanted to really sell the philosophy idea they would have planted some seeds in the DeadJeromeOnCar scene, which imho was really well done solemnly and actually kind of sad, but they could have put someone in there disrupting that notion with some destructive “not gonna go to respect the dead body or any rules in any way” notion ..

* What´s up with the voices and language? MR. FREEZE got a new distinct tone and intonation that I just can´t point my finger on, or is it only me? And has JONATHAN/SCARECROW ever shown signs of YodaGrammar? “More laughing gas we need to make.” Did I forget about it, did the boy talk like that? * “Gotham's Moral Authority Society” Gotham's Moral Authority Society …….. Why do I feel more threatened by this than by any of the murderous criminals .. ?!

#gotham #gotham meta #Barbara Kean #gotham s4ep18 That’s Entertainment #mine Gotham full episode reviews #gotham language #jeremiah valeska #Celestine Wayne Caleb Dumas #art #history

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plugrick · 3 years ago

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FUCK YEAH!!! Revenge had never been so goddamn sweet. Lizardperson may have put him through hell, but now Rick was the one bringing the fire! The horrible void creature from the anti-dimensional field would rue the day he ever dared to put its filthy claws on HIS favorite assassin!

“Ha HA!” The human barked out a sharp victory laugh as the specialty bullets he’d whipped up hit their mark and dealt satisfyingly devastating damage, grinning like a true killer as they ripped through obsidian flesh. The thing’s screams of pain were like music to his ears! “H-HOW’S IT FEEL, MOTHERFUCKER?! C-COME GET SOME!”

How the tables had turned. Lizardperson was HIS bitch now! He’d empty this whole clip and fill him full of holes — finish him off right here and now in this piece of shit prison where he BELONGED!

Or would he?

The nightmarish creature’s skin fizzled and popped like frying bacon, spurring it to flail and swipe blindly at the empty air around it as it retreated. It’s long snakelike tail whipped behind it, cracking the air before striking a mangled form that had once been a Galactic Federation Commander—

Sending Flannax careening through an open portal that closed behind him.

FLANNAX?! PORTAL?!

WHY WERE THERE OPEN PORTALS?!?!

“Ohh shit! Shit shit shit SHIT!” Rick let out a string of panicked curses, lowering his weaponry as the realization hit him that he was only driving Lizardperson directly towards open holes in space time that could lead to anywhere. This was bad! REALLY bad! “N-no no no n—!”

It was too late. The inky black monster that he’d once summoned from a black hole slipped away from sight into the unknown like an oil spill down a drain, one last screech cutting off halfway through as the portal shut behind it. Leaving them in stunned silence.

Rick panted with effort from the short lived gunfight, too shocked to do anything more than let his shoulders slump in ultimate defeat. He dropped his gun with a clatter, his heart sinking straight down to his stomach like a dead weight.

Lizardperson… was free. Free to wander the multiverse and wreak havoc in its wake as it pleased. Free to destroy lives and torture those weaker than itself. Free to hunt it’s favorite prey and—

“R-ruh-Rick….?”

“M-Mike!” Rick suddenly gasped, breaking out of his fearful trance and whirling around on a heel at attention. Oh, the sweet mercenary he’d come to love so much sounded so unlike himself! Out of breath, beaten down — and he looked every part of the bit.

The old man practically fell to his knees in his rush to the assassin’s side, making short work of slipping under Mike’s good arm and supporting his weight before he could collapse. He looked like he could topple over right onto his bloodied face at any second!

“What? Of-of course I got the data — th-that doesn’t matter right now!” The human scolded, much less concerned with their mission objectives than his partner was. Everything that could have gone wrong did go wrong. Just look at poor Mike! “I-III almost lost you, you idiot!”

Gauging by how the scene that he’d walked in on had been going down the toilet, he’d swooped in to dish out a spray of ionic cesium just in the nick of time. Mike could hardly move, much less speak - his bad lung was acting up again, surely thanks to the furiously hungry bite that had nearly crushed the life out of him.

“Oh, th-this isn’t good,” Rick grumbled under his breath, brow furrowing in concern as he gingerly peeled back Mike’s now useless chest plate and barely traced a thumb over one of the deep tooth marks embedded permanently in a strong shoulder. He turned Mike’s head towards him and pried open an eyelid, frowning hard at how dilated his compound eye fractals were. “Y-you took a looooot of venom, Mike. I-I told you not to get bit! Wait, is - is your nose broken?!”

Holy shit. Mike was a professional mercenary, and he could count on one hand how many times he’d lost a fight. What had he been thinking, sending him to go toe to toe with two of the worst beings imaginable?! Rick felt as guilty as could be.

“C’mon, Mike. We - we reeeeally need to hurry a-aaand go get you patched up…”

#rp

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knivestheresnothingtoit · 7 years ago

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“Are we licking stuff?” - Faraday (aka last night’s RP session)

In which Faraday and Vasquez try to get Red Harvest drunk and just get really fucking hammered themselves and hatch stupid plans while Goodnight tries to keep the peace and McCann is done with everything and everyone. Features such fine quotes as "hell hath no fury like an enraged mexican on a mission with hell on his heels" - McCann. Also Faraday explains to McCann how reproduction works. Read below the cut

Faraday: Guys I have a announcement *strolls over to the tableI am just as lousy a walker sober as when I am drunk* Red Harvest: Are we supposed to be surprised? Goodnight: Let's just act it. For his sake. Faraday: My sake? Now I am offended Goody. Vasquez: Are you drunk right now? or did we get lucky? Faraday:I had one drink befoee headed here. *sits down* Vasquez: Just one? you're sure about that? Red Harvest: Do you mean one bottle? Goodnight: What was the alcohol proof? Faraday: Bottle,cup its all the same. And it was shit proof. Not even a buzz Goodnight: Pfft. Well I'm sure your liver can handle one night of cheap booze. Vasquez: As long as that doesn't become the rationale for repeated nights of cheap booze Red Harvest: Can I have the bottle? Faraday: You want a empty. Bottle? And what do ya mean Vas? Red Harvest: Well. Never mind then Vasquez: Don't keep drinking that junk night after night and saying it's "just one more night" of doing it Faraday: I have another someplace Red. Vasquez: Why is that not surprising Goodnight: I like how it's "someplace". Faraday: You think me the person who does that? Red Harvest: Sweet. I want it Faraday: It might be in my bag or dresser. I hide them Red Harvest: Of course you do Vasquez: Good to know. Faraday: No Vasquez. Vasquez: What? I didn't do anything Faraday: You said good to know and we are bunked in the same area. Vasquez: Are you implying I would steal your alcohol? I mean, I might, but the fact that you would think that of me... Faraday: To stop me drinkin? Yes you may not want them Vasquez: Hmph. I could use a drink right now Red Harvest: You Vasquez, should not get drunk. It is not pretty when that happens Goodnight: It's not pretty when any of us are drunk. Let's be honest, now. Red Harvest: You just get sad Goodnight Vasquez: I'm tempted, just because you said that, Red Red Harvest: You were trying to get Horne to have sex lady time you were drunk Vasquez. You have very little room to judge Goodnight: Exactly. That is not pretty. Vasquez: Oh c'mon, like none of you wanted them to get together? Faraday: Sex lady time? The hell is that a new..uhhh never mind Red Harvest: Still drunk Faraday? Faraday: No just not sure if I heard right Vasquez: From the sound of it, Red may be the one who's done the most drinking so far Red Harvest: At least I can hold my liquor Faraday: Can you? Vasquez: I'm not sure I've ever seen you really drink, come to think of it Faraday: Same. I wanna see that Vasquez: I'll buy Red Harvest: Alright Goodnight: That sounds terrifying. But I cannot pass that up. Red Harvest: Exactly Vasquez: Bartender, bring over a bottle of your strongest. For the little shit over there Red Harvest: You spoil me Vasquez, how kind of you Faraday: Now we are talking break out the drinks *rubs hands together* Vasquez: My pleasure, Red. Drink up, don't be shy Red Harvest: *Rolls eyes but grabs the bottle and drinks straight out* Faraday: Please don't be because we sure as hell will not be Red Harvest: *Slams it down* Weaklings Goodnight: Red? Be shy? *chuckles* Faraday: Are you challenging us? Red Harvest: Fight me Vasquez: Oh, we're ready Faraday: Maybe not Goodnight Vasquez: Yes, he'd better moderate He's too old for this BARTENDER, another round Red Harvest: Horrible idea, really Faraday: And Billy scares me Vasquez: Yes, I think if we get Goodnight too hammered, he'll kill us Goodnight: Well... Maybe not "kill"... Maim? But Vasquez. "Too old"? I am offended. Red Harvest: *Takes some of the new bottle* We mean kill Vasquez: Sorry, Goodnight. It' s just how I see things Faraday: I am already maimed Red Harvest: It's the hair Faraday: The beard? Goodnight: Well, I think I look rather charmin'. Dapper. Red Harvest: Did Billy tell you that? McCann: *enters* *pauses* *immediately leaves* Vasquez: Whether it's true or not doesn't change the fact that he's too old for this HEY get back in here, McCann! McCann: nope Faraday: Get your ass back here McCann Red Harvest: They're trying to get me drunk. We're gone through two bottles already Vasquez: *steps outside, grabs McCann by the collar, drags him inside* Sit down Goodnight: *points to McCann* If I have to sit through this and endure it, so are you. McCann: nO *struggles* Vasquez: Pour him a drink, Faraday. He'll stick around Red Harvest: Want a knife? Might help McCann: gimme that knife red Red Harvest: Was I talking to you?? Goodnight: Can we leave the knife handling to Billy, please? Red Harvest: No McCann: if it means i'll kill myself, i don't think you'd rightly care, no? Vasquez: Yes Red Harvest: I think we've proven that you suck at that Vasquez: Only I'm allowed to kill you and Red is right anyway Faraday:*pours a drink* McCann? McCann: fuck you all next chancce i get i'm leaving Faraday: Wait why are we waisting this on him Red Harvest: You gave it to him now give it to me Vasquez: Why, Faraday? I don't know about you, but I'm bored this is interesting Faraday: Geez calm down Red. And it is Vasquez: Hey, I've got an idea Red Harvest: Im scared Vasquez: could be because I've drunk a little too much, but Faraday: What? Vasquez: There's a bounty on my head, yes? Let's say one of you turns me in, takes the bounty, breaks me out, and we split the cash? Red Harvest: How many drinks have you had? McCann: you're right you drank too much faraday might be the only one dumb enough to do that with you drunk or sober Vasquez: may have drunk too much but that doesn't mean it's a bad idea Faraday, are you in? we can try tomorrow McCann: that wasn't an invitation Vasquez: Sounded like one to me Faraday: Vas. What if you say no? Vasquez: to what? Red Harvest: What do we do about him? Faraday: In the morning Sober you Will say no Vasquez: I won't McCann: any idea from you guys is always a bad idea Vasquez: i promise, faraday says the one who sided with Bogue McCann: i don't need to tell you my reasons for joining up with him no one's ever asked why you got a bounty of $500 on your head for killing a ranger Vasquez: you wanna know why? Faraday: Yeah? McCann: not particularly no i couldn't care less everyone does shit it's nothing new Red Harvest: You're going to tell us anyways Vasquez: Never mind *scowls and drinks* Faraday: Aww Vasquez. *wraps a arm around him* Tell us Red Harvest: I think I drank more than you but somehow you are still drunker Vasquez: He shot the only person I had left and he would have killed me too. It was me or him Faraday: Ohh. Man. *loosens his arm* Red Harvest: I'm sorry Goodnight: frowns I'm sorry, Vasquez... Faraday: They say you remember your first kill. Red Harvest: Do you? Faraday: Me?.....No *shifts his chair* Vasquez: Wasn't my first, but I remember it just as well something you want to say, Josh? Faraday: That I want more. Yes Goodnight: Whomever that "they" was, they could not be more right. Vasquez: once in awhile the sayings are right Faraday: The guy who was like a father to me kinda said that Vasquez: what did he say? Faraday: That you remember the first kill Vasquez: Sorry, lost my train of thought for a moment there was he a fighter? Faraday: Kinda. I got my guns off him Vasquez: they're good guns for "kinda a fighter" to have Red Harvest: Served their purpose when needed Vasquez: that's what counts Goodnight: True but it's kind of nice to have something that holds a special meaning behind it.. Faraday: He was but a story for another time Another round? Vasquez: I'll drink to that or rather i'll drink that aiyayay my jokes are even worse than usual tonight McCann: you say it like they've never been bad Faraday: They are good jokes But... mine are better McCann: yours are not any better Vasquez: I was about to say thank you, but never mind McCann: in fact they're even worse Vasquez: OH there we go Thank you, McCann Faraday: Are not damn you McCann: they're even worse when you're piss drunk which is say about 90% of the time Vasquez: he's right about that one, Josh Goodnight: He does have a point. Faraday: Is not. I am... *downs another shot* Vasquez: are you trying to prove his point? Faraday: No my head just hurts So Red how are you holding up McCann: your head's always hurting with the amount you consume Faraday: Fuck off McCann So. Vas? McCann: ohhhh nows my chance then Vasquez: Yes? McCann: *tries to leave* Vasquez: *hauls him back* McCann: motherfucker *scowls* Faraday: Why do you wanna turn yourself in? Vasquez: preferably you will turn me in and take the bounty, and then break me out and then we split the cash McCann: what part of "vasquez has had too many drinks" did you not understand faraday Vasquez: i just had enough drinks to make me creative McCann: to make you stupider and reckless Faraday: How would I do that? Vasquez: do what the breaking me out part? Goodnight: Please don't question that; I'm afraid he'll pull out dynamite again to break you out. Vasquez: if it works, i don't mind if he doesn't blow himself up again Faraday: I won't honest *goofy grin* Vasquez: see? he's a responsible adult goody McCann: those two words should never be used with faraday if you were sober, you'd know that better than anyone else Goodnight: I cannot...believe I am saying this... But I agree with McCann... *shudders Faraday: Excuse me mr. I stabbed myself wrong Vasquez: GOOD POINT McCann: you're excused mr. i blew myself up by carrying around a spare stick of dynamite Vasquez: Faraday i would want to do this now before goody tries to stop us but i'm not sure i can walk straight right now Goodnight: The one upside about y'all bein' drunk. Faraday: You lean on me and i lean on you we will be good Vasquez: okay shall we go? Goodnight: No, no. Vasquez: actually, one more drink first McCann: you're like two peas in a pod i swear to god Faraday: Yes,yes Vasquez: CHEEERS Goodnight: If I have to chase you two, I swear I will wake BIlly up. Vasquez: uh oh Faraday: *clinks his glass* Cheers Goodnight: Yeah. Vasquez: Billy doesn't need to know Goodnight: He doesn't. But he will. Besides--- You two will wake up the whole damn town you're so hammered. Faraday: He doesn't need to know....geez Mom Vasquez: they like us They won't care Faraday: Goodnight i mean And yeah McCann: they'll care if you're disturbing their sleep in the middle of the night Vasquez: they owe us anyway so they shouldn't complain Faraday: They do Vasquez: WAIT FARADAY you might not even have to break me out Faraday: Yes? Why? Vasquez: Because if the sheriff imprisons me all the townspeople will get mad he might jut let me go Faraday: True Vasquez: admit it, I'm a genius. We'll be rich by tomorrow Faraday: Good planning Vasquez: thank you Goodnight: ...That...doesn't make a lick of sense. McCann: how did you two ever survive when you were drunk off your ass Vasquez: you know what, you don't make a lick of sense teamwork mccann You wouldn't get it, you don't have friends Faraday: Are we licking stuff? Goodnight: No one is licking anything, Joshua. McCann: you were on your own for a good portion of the time you dumbass Faraday: Damn Vasquez: I don't get drunk by myself McCann: no but faradaay sure as hell does Faraday: I do and its no fun Vasquez: faraday's not wanted he doesn't have to be so careful Faraday: This is true Vasquez: I mean, wanted by the law. Not sure about other ways. Think I saw some girl with her eye on you downtown yesterday McCann: he doesn't have to be wanted he already makes people dislike him just by being an ass Faraday: A girl? Goodnight: Amazing that thats the only part he picks up... Faraday: I pick up stuff McCann: like dynamite? Faraday: Like a drink Vasquez: shall we take one for the road? Faraday: Yep *stands and wobbles* Vasquez: *pushes back chair and almost tips it over* McCann: ..... im not helping any of you dumbasses Goodnight: Oh, Lord... sighs and gets up to block the door Faraday: Like we need help *waves it off * Vasquez: I think if we go fast we can get past him McCann: *mumbles clearly* Faraday: Right. Lets move fast *starts for where he thinks the door was* Vasquez: *follows, runs into the wall* But I thought… McCann: *facepalms* Goodnight: *drops shoulders, raises eyebrow* I don't know why I worried... Faraday: *trips and runs into Vasquez* Goody moved the door on us Vasquez: Goody thats not nice Goodnight: *looks at McCann* How did you let that shoot you? McCann: apparently his aim is much better when he's not drunk off his ass Vasquez: my aim is fine right now McCann: also Faraday: I can't get up McCann: hell hath no fury like an enraged mexican on a mission with hell on his heels Goodnight: Oh, thank the Lord. Vasquez: Let me give you a hand *offers one* Faraday: *grabs his hand and pulls himself up* Ugh geez. No lord talk. Vasquez: maybe we'll have to try this plan tomorrow güerito Faraday: When will you tell me what that means? Vasquez: later Faraday: Good damn. Goody is gonna snitch on us though to Sam and Billy Goodnight: How about this-- Vasquez: Dammit, you're right Goodnight: Y'all forget that plan, those two don't have to know about any of this. Vasquez: hmm Faraday: I am gonna write it down Vasquez: That's a good idea Faraday: I need a paper and that thing Goodnight: "That thing"... Vasquez: oh yes I think I have one of those things Here *hands it over* Faraday: You know *makes a hand writing gester with no pen/pencil* Ohhh *takes it and looks for paper* Hmmmm Vasquez: McCann, do you have some? Or goody? Goodnight: *blinks, stares* Vasquez: you're no help just write it on the table Josh. We'll clean it off tomorrow Goodnight: Please don't deface public property with this stupid plan... McCann: ..... Faraday: *tries it* Damn. Vas give me your hand Vasquez: what? Faraday: I am gonna write on it Vasquez: Oohhhh Here Faraday: *grabs it and starts writing Vasquez: Good idea McCann:.......... Faraday: Best idea. McCann cannot think of this Goodnight: *crosses arms, raises brow* Uh-huh. And is that ink smudge proof? McCann: *heavily sighs, eyes rolled up to the ceiling* Faraday: Isn't all ink Goodnight:....Sure, Joshua. McCann: how were you born Faraday: Well I hope you know Vasquez: I promise not to wash my hand until we're sober again Faraday: You are a big boy Mccann And good Vasquez: McCann your mother should have gave you that talk McCann:.......... *stares* lemme rephrase that Faraday: You do what you do to the saloon girls but only...well McCann: how did you ever survive on your dumbass self gross faraday Goodnight:JOSHUA PLEASE McCann:i don't need to know the details of sex Vasquez: I think he gets it now josh Faraday:You are the dumbass who asked McCann: you're the dumbass who can't recognize what it is i'm trying to ask Faraday:Goody don't yell I did McCann:i'm well aware of how a person gets born you idiot what fuckin adult isn't Faraday:Are you? Have you seen it? Vasquez: I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't know McCann: WTF FARADAY Faraday: I mean...ugh... i am not drunk enough Goodnight: You're all tryin' to put me in an early grave. Faraday: No. Horne woukd beat you Vasquez: Here Josh *pours him a drink* Goodnight: Get the bottle. Get the bottle. McCann: at the rate this is is going, you two might die around the same time Vasquez: *grabs it* too late Faraday: Should we run? Goodnight: Can you run? Vasquez: Yes! McCann: you couldn't even find the exit Vasquez: clearly the exit is where the door is McCann: and have yu found the door at all judging by your previous attempt Vasquez: the door is in the wall by the porch Over there somewhere *waves a hand around* Faraday: Vas we gotta go. Vasquez: I'm ready. *stands up shakily* McCann: ........ Faraday: *laughs as he takes off to run and trips over a chair* Ahh fuck. Fuck you chair. The hell Goodnight: You...tell that chair, Joshua... McCann: ................ Vasquez: That chair had it coming Faraday: Fuck my knee Vasquez: *stumbles generally toward the door while clutching the bottle* sorry? Faraday: It got my knee. Goodnight: *sighs and goes back by the door* Vasquez: Oh no Goodniiiiiiight It's past my bedtime; I need to go Faraday: *fallows him,limping,but acting smooth* Goody. Cmon McCann: *puts face in hands* Goodnight: You can sleep on the floor. Vasquez: that's not comfortable Goodnight: That's sounds like a personal problem. Faraday: What floor where McCann: what the fuck are you standing on faraday Faraday: I ain't sleeping here Vasquez: me neither. Goodyyyy come on Faraday: We have beds Goodnight: I'm sorry, Vasquez. But I simply cannot let you two loose on this poor town like this. Faraday: What will you do then? Vasquez: I just want to go to bed Faraday: Same my bed needs me Vasquez: I'm tired goodnight Goodnight: *squints* Faraday: *yawns* Goodnight: ....Do not make me regret this.... McCann: wait, why the fuck am i even staying i'm leaving *starts walking to the door* Vasquez: McCann tell him to let us go Faraday: Take us with you McCann: you two are on your own Vasquez: Please No Goodnight: *steps away* Fine. Go on, then. McCann can look after you. Faraday: Don't do that McCann: what fuck no robicheaux i'm not looking after a pair of dumb drunkards Faraday: He needs sleep too McCann: i don't even stay with you guys Vasquez: how about you just let us go and we'll promise to go to bed Faraday: Yes you can even walk us back McCann: no that's not even the direction im headed in Vasquez: It is now McCann: no Vasquez: Yes McCann: no Faraday: Goodnight he is a horrible sitter Goodnight: I'm falling asleep right here standing up Goodnight: Aaah. Alright, alright. Christ. Vasquez: Do you want me to fall on you Goodnight: Let's all head out. McCann: *walks out the door* im leaving Vasquez: runs into doorframe but follows Faraday: Fallowing the leader *fallows* Vasquez: These stairs weren't here before Dammit These are hard Faraday: That's something I heard before Goodnight: *blinks* Vasquez: *laughs way too hard* Faraday: He is shocked Vasquez: Again, old man Hey which way are we going? Goodnight: *sighs* I don't know why I expected anything less. Well... We're all in the same building. I do believe it's to the right.. Vasquez: okay, let's go Faraday: *starts in that way* Vasquez: Which way is that again? Goodnight: ...points to the right Vasquez: thanks amigo *goes that way* Faraday: *fallows humming a tune*

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The Incredible Hulk

Okay, here we go again. This time it's The Incredible Hulk! Hopefully this one will be just as successful as yesterdays Iron man tweet-along. I've popped some corn and I've got a good feeling that this is going to be a classic #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Wow, this is a bit intense. Very green. I suppose I should have expected this. Weird sciencey shit happening all over the screen like it's bloody through the wormhole with Morgan Freeman #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #theincrediblehulk

Oh Edward Norton's in this? I enjoyed that cheeky wink. I hope he isn't the hulk. That would be a shame if he turned out to be the hulk. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #theincrediblehulk

Oh no! DANGER!!! OH! NO! He is the hulk isn't he?! I’ve got this horrible feeling that he might get all hulky in a minute!

Fiddlesticks!... the worst has happened. I can tell by his hulk hands.

Those poor lab people, they didn't deserve that. I already don't like where this is going #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #theincrediblehulk

And bloody Arwen! She's already taken a sour beating! It's too late to apologise now Eddie! Looks like its time to get the military are involved. I reckon moustache man is the grudge holding type #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #theincrediblehulk

One thing I'm also appreciating right now is how they're not-so-subtley name dropping every single character in the MCU right now. Just in case you hadn't realised that they're all best friends #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #theincrediblehulk

Stop the metronome! It was all just a bad dream? Oh... no it's just slightly the future #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #theincrediblehulk

Not the brightest future though: living in the slums, hanging out in your vest and pants.Honestly he looks like he’s about to cry. Not that I blame him, he’s basically ruined his life with his mad science obsession.

Oh yeah, just cooking some disgusting looking slurry and drinking beer in the daytime with your dog.

Before kicking back to some Portuguese TV and a read of your dictionary. That’s right: look down in shame at what your life has become! #MCM #Marvel #Theincrediblehulk

At least the muppets is on. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

What are you up to later Ed? Oh I'm just going to meet up for a private lesson with my belly dance instructor.

Probably have a quick wrestle then get down to some new tummy techniques. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

“This one’s called ‘The Wave’...now you try,”

Did he just slap him in the face? What kind of belly dance lesson is this!? Ohh, i get it, he’s trying to get his heart rate up. This all makes absolute sense now. Totally normal.

Oh wow, look at the chicks down at the lemonade factory! Seriously, this guy is a literal ticking time bomb and look at the women he's seeing on the daily. If increased heart rate is the trigger maybe he should try something less glamorous! #MCM #Marvel #Theincrediblehulk

Gah, stupid broken control box! What’s the matter with you!?

Uh oh! He's gone and slashed his thumb open and now a massive drop of blood is plummeting down towards us! Literally dodging everything in the way and landing in a lemonade bottle... I mean, what are the chances?! #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

What's the big deal anyway, its gone! It's not like you can put it back in your veins... #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh no! Looks like somebody's going to be having pink lemonade. I'm not sure what's wrong with his blood but the music is so ominous that I'm going to assume that its AIDS :| #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

What is this now? Don't tell me that sexy lemonade chick is getting harassed in the workplace? Wouldn't you like a little date with the hulk instead? #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Wasn’t he just planning to go for lunch?

We have lift-off.. I wondered how long it would take him to say it. Shame his Portuguese isn't up to scratch. Seriously though, nobody is fun to be around when they're hungry. That's why I popped all this corn #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Dodgy back street deal "what you got for me yo," Only the finest leeks. That looks like a leek. Is that really a leek? #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

“Yes! Finally I can try out that recipe my gran recommended.”

Quick, run home and pop it in a soup! #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh.. its not a leek. Its some kind of trippy magic flower. Don't tell me its drugs! I thought this was supposed to be a film about heroes not addicts. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Hmmm... looks like a classic case of moldy blood cells. There's only one chance...

Nope, he fucked it. Looks like you'll be moldy forever Hulky :(

At least it isn't AIDS like the subtext heavily implied earlier. Now you can relax about the blood in the lemonade and start sending out samples to all your mysterious Internet friends. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

In a toilet roll, packed in a shoe box, wrapped in brown paper.

The doctors choice when it comes to mailing tissue samples. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh no... the pink lemo killed Stan Lee! #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Who's this army bloke then. Too army to wear uniform. That's how you tell they're a main character...If I'm honest though I'm not 100% sure he's a goody :/ #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh, no there was a flash of lightening right as his plane took off. He's definitely a baddy.

Also his face is too greasy to be a pure goody, you never get a greasy hero. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

D.A.T.A - Dildos Around The Anus. First he sends him some of his blood, and now this? The relationship just gets weirder and weirder.

Love can be a difficult game Hulky!

This is like that mission on Modern Warfare 2. In a minute there'll be a couple of dogs which run at you out of nowhere for no reason. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Ooop! they got past that bit already... #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Breach Breach BREACH! Go in there all army and try and nab him why don't you.

Only to be fooled by literally the oldest trick in the book. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Is that sexy lemonade girl pulling a nondescript piece of fabric over her tits? That was lucky, because it could have easily been a stranger.

I suppose this way we at least get to see you close the deal and have a quick kiss... even though you're in the middle of being hunted to death.

Gah! Should've played it cool! Now greasy man has got you in his sights! Yep, run run run... they've got guns, better just cut through this children's play area. No problem with that. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

What’s that beeping!?

Oh no... It was his Fitbit! 175.. you're in the cardio zone my friend. The only time my Fitbit gets up that high is when I'm running for the bus. Still its good to get some exercise. You can probably skip belly dancing class now

Oh no, would you believe it. Fancy seeing you here of all places!

Good thing you practised that move with your belly dancing instructor earlier. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

187... better watch it or you'll start getting hungry again. You know they won't like you when you're hungry. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Are they going to rape him? It feels like they might rape him... #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

191! Oh shit...that’s pretty high. Actually that’s like heart attack high. Have you been to a doctor about your blood pressure lately?

I’m getting anxiety!

Okay 200... that’s the limit is it? Then he gets all Hulky? I don't think he needs to worry about getting raped anymore at least. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Can't tell if he's really green or if that's just the night vision... funny how he can still kind of hide in the shadows even though they have night vision isn't it. Still I'm not really complaining I want him to win, even if thats a plot dead end. #MCM #Marvel #Theincrediblehulk

Fee Fye Fo Fum! You Can't hurt me with your little bomb! This is the biggest waste of ammunition since that bit in Iron Man last time. Of course he's going to get away. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Greasy man has clearly never seen Billy Elliot. Now that was powerful. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

“Don’t look at my willy!”

Everything's suddenly gone a bit jungle book. At least Mougli had a proper loin cloth though. Just waiting for Balloo and the gang to jump out #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

I think, greasy man is feeling a little bit overwhelmed. Maybe he's not the villain after all... maybe its mustache man? Is he greasy enough though? At the moment, no. But there's plenty of time left. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Meanwhile, things have really gone from bad to worse for Bruce/Eddie (I'm calling him Bruce from now on.. that's just his name). So bad that children dressed in rags are giving him their pocket money out of sympathy. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Finally though he can afford to drop the Mougli look and buy some proper clothes. Better make sure they'll fit this large woman too.. you never know what's going to happen with your weight now you've lost your Fitbit #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Yep, colonel moustache is getting greasier by the minute as he explains his evil plan along with everything that we saw in the opening scene ala Bond Villain. Just in case you weren't paying attention. #MCM #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

So after one catastrophe with trying to make a super soldier, Colonel Mustache is gunning for another experiment on greasy man? And after just hearing about how last time everything went to shit, greasy man is still keen? #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Wow... how much pocket money did that child in rags give him? just enough for new clothes a hat and also plane tickets to Virginia. Guess one of those coins was an antique? #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

That blue bike is literally begging to be stolen. Who leaves an unchained, brand new, Trek mountain bike unattended on a university campus? Must be a foreign exchange student from somewhere really honest... like Sweden or something. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Creeping around the campus, hiding behind trees, stalking Arwen... this Banner guy, he's a real Dunadain. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Awhh.. its always sad when a stalker sees the subject of their obsession with another man.

SAD FACE :(

Better force your way into a pizza parlor after hours for a chat with uncle italy (who apparently closes up shop, leaving all his ingredients out of the fridge) #MCU #Theincrediblehulk

Sure, haven't seen you since the time you turned green, expanded three fold, beat up your girlfriend and then smashed up the place years ago but sure thing pal. You can live here and why don't have have a job too.. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Though I thought being a pizza boy was Peter Parker's thing? That’s definitely his line! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Don't worry jacked security guard: nothing suspicious here, I brought you a bribe pizza to prove it! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

In contrast to Iron man last time, the computers in this one suck. What's with this blocky 80s interface? Wait... when is this set? Yep apparently the same time. What gives? Also why isn't all that stuff with Tony in the news? #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh my word! Arwen's new boyfriend is Phil from Modern Family! What are you doing here Phil? What about Claire and the kids? If Jay finds out about this you're going to be in so much trouble! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

This is too much.. I reckon Uncle italy had something to do with this. He's a sneaky one, can't be trusted. Too sentimental for his own good. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Walking in the rain... giving a thumbs up to every car because I'm trying to seem friendly. Sad music. Nobody can see my cry. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Does Ed Norton look a bit like Ryan Gosling? I'm having Notebook flashbacks. Urgh... what an evening that was. #notgettingemotional #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Also how quickly did she forget about Phil Dunphy? A little glimpse of someone from the past and she's out driving in at night and hugging in the rain. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

That's an odd way to refrigerate your WKD Colonel #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Does Arwen have asthma or something? Everything she says she sounds like shes out of breath. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh, here we go... back room performance enhancing drugs for greasy man.

Standard procedure, double injection to the neck...

...and then a few turns on the revolving gurney.

Longest needle in the world to the spine and we're all done #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

“I want my mummy!”

Could go around but actually FUCK YOU cars... This is the military. URRGHH! Arwen, you'd better run because they do not give a single fuck. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Mmmm.... delicious secret DATA. (Dildos around the anus)

Chose to swallow the USB stick... could've put it up the bum. Would've been easier but then this film would have had to be a 15 instead of a 12a #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

How did she know which tank Colonel Moustache was in? #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Wow the university of Virginia is so beautiful, maybe if I had gone there instead of boring Reading I would have developed a super power instead of just crippling debt. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

YES ARWEN! POW, right in the kisser. That's how you clock a motherfucker! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Wow, that green dude is ripped. Shame Banner is never around to see him. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

May i just say that the CGI is great in this film. Really top notch. You can see where they used it and it just screams COMPUTER GENERATED. Hats off #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Time for a one on one between greasy man and Hulky. Looks like you're out of your depth mate... Yep.. run! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

For some reason, the hulk cant keep up, even though his legs are almost twice as long but thats just as well because thats all part of greasy's plan. Hit him with the sound wave cannons... is that what they are? #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

THIS IS SPARTA!

Ouch.

No Phil! You bloody goofball! You're no match for any of these army types, forget her, go back home to Claire and the kids! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh no, Arwen... now you're in trouble Colonel Mustache!

You can tell he's had it because now its inexplicably raining when only moments ago the sky was pristine blue. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh... Phillip Dunphy! You tell him! Don't you give that naughty Colonel Mustache a single inch! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Ouch Arwen! What the fuck you startled me! Shit, that's going to leave a bruise! I mean... don't you recognize me? even though I'm massive and green and I have totally different facial features.. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

FUCK YOU WEATHER HOW DARE YOU THROW YOUR ELECTRIC AT ME!

TAKE THIS ROCK YOU DRIZZLY BASTARD! AAARRHHHHHHH!!!! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Greasy man not looking so hot. I guess that’s it for him then... oh no! Yeah he moved a finger and opened one eye so he'll definitely be the final boss. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

How long was that thing in there though? Like definitely more than enough time that he would have had to poo it out right? Catch it in a little net? They are sooo desperate to avoid any acknowledgement of the anus in this film #subtext #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

NEW FITBIT! Heyoo! Not that he really needs it, I mean look at that shiny bod. No wonder she's willing to abandon Dunphy and overlook his anger management issues. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Ahh, a nice haircut from sexy Arwen and a tube of BBQ Pringles. What more could a Hulky need after a violent episode?

Maybe a little kissy kiss? Oh GO ON THEN! Careful though...don't want to get about 200bpm! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Guess who's back. Back again. Greasy's back. On the mend. Round three here we come. He’s definitely going to be the final boss. I’m getting a vibe. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

This is neither the time nor the place to be cracking wise Arwen. You know as well as anyone what the stakes are here. Frankly I've had enough of your breathless wheezing. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Finally, a normal computer! Also I wonder how many people have sent emails to [email protected] since 2008? #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Roadwork ahead... well you can plainly see that's bullshit. How on earth did the police know where they'd be? Or did they blockade every bridge in the city? If so, just imagine the public backlash... isn't this America? Aren't they supposed to be free? #MCU #Theincrediblehulk

What is going on with that taxi? I guess that was supposed to be comic relief after they decided not to go on the subway because it might be too stressful but that kind of came off badly. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Urghh! What's happened to captain greasy? He was looking ripped about 15 minutes ago now he's come down with a serious case of anorexic old man syndrome. And...ohh... his spine? are you being weird or..is that..normal spine stuff? #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Welcome to my red room. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Yep those leather straps are going to stop him. Don't blame it on the graduates if this goes wrong, you were the one who just agreed to take the risk of playing with green fire #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

I'll just wipe this lolly-pop on your forehead. Arwen, would you mind holding onto these false teeth for me please?

There we go! Headphones at the ready... #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Just look at lovely Arwen! IT’S WORKING! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh yeah, didn't I ever mention this really important detail? That we've done this before and they all died. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Captain greasy is such a maverick just running in there! Screw using the stairs like a normal human, quicker to leap over the banisters.

Holy shit, he just backhanded Arwen across the room and nabbed Banner for the army team! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Wait... Arwen is Colonel Mustache's daughter? They don't look much alike do they. No wonder they hadn't brought it up until now. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

You said it Doc! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

“Would you prefer if started shooting people?!”

Oh Doc! What have you done. You've made a greasy hulk thats worse than the original. Didn't I warn you he'd be the final boss. Finger movement and one eye open is all it takes! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

He's a bit like the monster from the shape of water. Only not sexy and bulked up to the max. I wouldn't fancy his chances of chatting up the cleaning lady. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh yeah, just fall out of a helicopter.

What if you don't change in time? Did you take even a single second to do the calculations before you jumped? It took at least 60 seconds in the lab. You'd have to be at least 3500 meters above ground level to change in time #theydidthemath

Doesn't look like he had enough height... well I guess thats it. Game over. Credits now please. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

You're kidding me...

I'm starting to think that none of this actually even happened. I mean, its just not believable. What kind of documentary is this? #fakenews #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

So if hulk hands are a thing... like a thing you can buy. Why does hulk need to pop police cars on his hands to fight properly. They should have done police car hands instead. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Oh good, another action sequence. I can switch off for a bit.

Shit... that greasy hulk is pretty colossal compared to normal hulk. There's no way he can win if this is going to be a fair fight. Come on Banner, think of something sneaky! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

POWER CLAP! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Just two...

HULK SMASH! Oh! He can talk as the hulk...I thought it like, did something to his vocal chords or some shit. I guess he just wasn't in a talky mood before. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Yet another moment were the CGI really sets its self aside from the rest of the surroundings. Such class. No wonder this film was so critically acclaimed. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Later Arwen. BRB! Places to go, things to SMASH! #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

Yep, he ran all the way to British Columbia. Non-stop. No worries. Just Forrest Gump'd it.. #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

OH Big T! Whatcha doing here in this film? Couldn't you have helped out with greasy hulk earlier? #MCU #Marvel #tweetalong #Theincrediblehulk

THE END.

Well that was some hours of my life that I won't get back. Hope you all enjoyed this as much as I didn't. We're back to 27 followers at least so maybe calling out the defector worked.

Strap in for more Marvel Tweet-alongs coming soon.

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