#mcu john walker

[sebssoulmate]

can we talk abt how pretty he is too🩵

[first pic from: clipperman934, second: kathapurple, third: cpmxrvl on pinterest]

[sometimescherwrites]

my personal john walker hc is that he constantly needs to be reminded to unclench his jaw

[valvecel]

Whatever that means

bonus;

yaoi image

[etherealsymphony]

Bob and Ava making food for Yelena and John when they’re sick and setting them up in front of the TV. It’s giving chill parent vibes.

John and Yelena freaking out and playing doctor when Bob and Ava feel just a little under the weather. It’s giving frantic parent vibes.

[stiffyck]

i can proudly say i was a john walker fan before this movie dropped btw i get bragging rights about him

[405mon]

John Walker's Thunderbolt beret needs to stay.

[d3adite666]

cradling john walkers face with gentle hands, fingertips tracing his cheekbones and features softly as if to memorize them in entirety. brushing them through his hair, as his eyes flutter closed, eyelashes kissing his tear stained skin. as you softly sing him praises, reminding john his past doesn’t define him. peppering soft kisses to his face, as he holds your frame tightly against himself as if you might slip away.

[magicalqueennightmare]

That Happened

John Walker x Reader

You stumble upon John in a delicate position and well things happen.

NSFW. Male masturbation, Unprotected sex

“Hey Doll, can you go check in on Walker?” you groaned at Bucky’s words. “Why me?” you asked and he shrugged “Well for one, you're the only one beside me and Bob that either hasn’t tried to kill him in the last month or that he hasn’t tried to kill” 

“Him and Alexei are fine!” you argued and he gave you a look so you rolled your eyes “Fine” and walked away. Why were you the official John Walker wrangler of the team? Was it because every time he got too mouthy you were the one who managed to shut him the hell up? Or was it because it seemed like you were the only one he rarely argued with? Either way you normally got stuck with assignments like this. John had been prickly to say the least coming back from a mission. He’d dropped into medical like he had to then was gone and hadn’t been seen since so it was your job to make sure he hadn’t hid a wound and was bleeding out on his floor or something.

You made it to the elevator then headed down to his floor. You stepped off into his living room area and he was nowhere to be seen. Ok that was a little off putting. He normally was lounging in here if he wasn’t in common areas or the gym. Maybe he was asleep?

You walked further into the room and heard what sounded like a grunt. Was he hurt? You walked towards his bedroom and realized that was not a grunt of pain. A broken moan filled the air, was John with someone? No, guests had to be passed through security. You crept closer and saw that the door was cracked open. This was wrong on so many levels but for all his faults, the man was fucking gorgeous. You’d had feelings for him for a while, that was why it was so annoying having to wrangle him.

You peeked through the crack in the door and the sight before you made your thighs clench. John was laid flat on his back, completely naked and god damn what a sight. You knew he was a beautiful man fully clothed but that didn’t do him justice. His hand was wrapped around his thick cock, the leaking tip oozing with precum as he stroked it with controlled rhythm. His other hand fisted the blanket on his bed, his head was tilted back, eyes closed.

You knew you should go but it wasn’t something you wanted to turn away from. You could feel your arousal dripping down your thighs then it happened, the distinctive sound of your name falling from his lips. John was jacking off and thinking about you? Holy hell what kind of wet dream were you in the middle of?

You needed to leave. If he caught you here, like this? You turned to leave but just as you did, his hand slowed and he looked up “I could hear you the moment you stepped off the elevator sweetheart” you felt your face flush. “I’m s-sorry John”

He grinned “Don’t be… I was thinking about you” you swallowed hard, pushing the door open, eyes glued to his cock as his hand lazily stroked himself “What?” he nodded “Why do you think I had to get back here? The way you had to be so close to me on the mission then on the way back? My cock was throbbing for a release? Didn't know I had another option but from the way you’re rubbing those pretty little thighs together looks like I do”

“Don’t tease me unless you want me John” you breathed and he smirked “And don’t stare unless you’re gonna strip and join me” 

Luckily for him you’d already changed into joggers and t-shirt. You held his eyes, the challenge in those blue orbs clear. You slipped your shirt over your head and he sat up when he realized you didn’t have a bra on. “Come on darlin, yours for the taking”

You shoved your joggers off and walked over to the bed. He grinned when you slipped a leg over his waist. You could feel his hard cock pressing against your ass. He gripped your chin, staring at you for a moment “You actually want this? Want me?” you nodded “I’ve wanted you for a while John” he laughed “Well damn honey, you just had to say so” and pulled you down so your lips could meet. It was all tongue and teeth. Need and desire and want. Your chest was heaving by the time you broke away from each other. 

You braced your palms on his shoulders to lean up and line him up with your opening. When you slowly sank down on him he groaned “Fuck that’s so damn much better than my hand” you laughed once you were completely seated on his cock. “Fuck, you’re big” he grinned, pressing kisses across your neck “I ain’t exactly apologizing for that one”

Your lips found each other, kisses being traded while your body adjusted to the intrusion of his cock. Once the stretch gave way to pleasure you gave a roll of your hips and when it sent a jolt of pleasure through you you smiled at him. “Gonna make yourself cum on my cock pretty girl?” he asked and you knew he felt your walls flutter around him “Yeah pretty boy, I’m gonna make myself cum on your cock. Then I want you to use my pretty little pussy until it’s dripping with your cum. How do you like that idea?” his eyes were a dark blue instead of the usual sky like hue as he nodded.

You lifted up almost all the way then slammed back down onto his cock, pulling a gasp free of your lips. His hands rested on your hips, head leaned back against his headboard. “That’s it baby” he praised as you found a rhythm that had that familiar heat pooling in your lower belly in no time. You were so close to that edge so you slipped a hand between your bodies, rubbing a tight circle onto your clit and came with a loud moan of his name.

He bit down on your neck as your legs shook around his waist. Once you came down from your high he raised an eyebrow “My turn?” you nodded, breathlessly “Your turn handsome” he grinned, grip tightening on your hips. You loved John’s strength. Every damn time he showed it off it made you feel some type of way and now was no different. He effortlessly raised you up before slamming you back down.

You were helpless to do anything but lay your head over onto his shoulder, sobs of his name and praises for him falling from your lips as he used your body to get closer and closer to that peak. You could feel another orgasm building and knew he had to be close. “You’re cumming once more before I do” he whispered, his fingers finding your clit. You clung to his shoulders as your orgasm ripped through you. Your orgasm pulled him over that edge with you. He buried himself inside of you with a low grunt and you felt him cum. It shot deep inside of you and god help he kept cumming, rolling his hips as he emptied his seed into you. 

Once he was finally finished he held you tight against him. “So, this a one time thing or?” you looked up at him “I don’t want it to be” he grinned “Thank god, cause I want to keep you” you shook your head “Don’t get ahead of yourself Walker” he rolled his hips and you whimpered pathetically which made a cocky grin slip onto his face “Sure about that?” you shook your head, catching his lips in a kiss “Be a good boy and you may be able to keep me” 

He nodded slowly “Yes ma’am”

@desimarie12

[winterstormsystem]

John Walker had a good childhood, but it definitely wasn't perfect. Sure, he didn't have an abusive dad like Bob, or was trained to be a child assassin. But his dad wasn't there all the time. Distant. As for his mom she was too busy trying to hook up with dudes.

John Walker grew up in Georgia, in a small town where everyone knew everyone. John often hopped between his aunties houses, or the sweet old lady who own the corner store. More often than not, he didn't go home until he was 13 of 13. When he could take care of himself. His dad wasn't willing to care for him, being an alcoholic. He wasn't abusive, mind you, but he wasn't a dad. More so that weird friend that come around sometimes. His mom, on the other hand, often verbally abused him. Or was just generally passive aggressive towards her son.

Growing up, John thought he had it quite alright. He had people who cared for him, places to stay. He had aunties and omas and opas, everyone who would take care of him. His friends parents would take turns making sure he had enough to eat, teaching him proper hygiene. The whole town was his family. He thought so.

It wasn't until he was a teenager that he began seeing it differently. Thinking he was a burden. That he was just someone taking up resources.

He joined the football team as soon as he could, seeing as his dad often watched football. His dad actually came to games, but left before John could say anything.

He kept striving to be the best, ignoring the panging guilt. He'd put down others to make himself feel more important. Like he had a worth.

When he first thought of a man as attractive, he buried it deep. Went to church to pray the gay away. No one in his town was openly gay, and his mother openly trashed gays. Calling them unworthy [f-slur].

On a different note, John uses anger as a way to hide his panic. Sometimes, the anger is all consuming, only stops itching beneath his skin when he bleeds. He got into a lot of fights growing up bc of this.

[rissararity]

"From the Bottom of my Heart, Fuck You" -John Walker x Thunderbolt!Reader PART 2

Word count; 1,316

No use of Y/N

Frenemies to lovers, bickering, firm dom John, asshole John, mutual pining, size kink, undertones of Sadism/masochism, unspoken consent, thigh humping/dry humping, heightened senses Super Soldiers. Minor humiliation kink, Unprotected P/V sex, creampie, dirty talking John, both degradation and praise sprinkled about, touch her and die and of course, gradual realization of mutual feelings.

THIS IS PART TWO

Here is PART ONE

(Friendly reminder, he still has your back to the wall.)

"What's your problem, huh?" John stepped between your feet, maintaining harsh eye contact and towering over you.

Fighting the urge to rut against him, you tried to keep your breathing level, lifting your chin defiantly.

“Your fuckin’ attitude is my problem. Why do you always think you need to be in charge? Seriously! You’ve already shown what kind of team leader you are.”

He sneered, looking down at you like gum on his shoe. “I was the first person in American history to receive three Medals of Honor and led RS One missions in counterterrorism and hostage rescue. You were…what? The Avengers’ resident, magical whore?”

…To be fair, you did seem to have a thing for super soldiers.

You weren’t hurt at the accusation, both due to the kernel of truth in it you weren’t ashamed of and the fact that you knew John was aware of you and Bucky's canoodeling in the past and not so distant past – purely physical of course.

He was very clearly jealous and extra short tempered each following morning despite the fact you each emerged from your own bedrooms.

Knowing Walker was baiting you, you replied with a small smile, “A lady never tells.”

“Tch.” He scoffed, purposely lifting his leg to push between your thighs.

You knew he could definitely feel the heat coming off you at the moment, and feeling your face heat up too was not helping with the embarrassment!

“I’ve heard you and Bucky. You are not a lady…are you?”

He slowly and deliberately lifted his leg to nudge at your core – short circuiting your brain.

You wanted to say something about him just being upset Yelena turned down his fwb suggestion, but the words wouldn’t even form in your head.

You had nothing.

One hand lifted to grip your jaw firmly, but not brusing-John wasn’t even angry anymore. This was all a show.

For you.

Not that you knew that.

And, wow, were you instant putty in his hands.

You even started to buck against his warm thigh, unbothered by all the fabric between you.

“I…I’m…I…” you were cut off by his cruel laugh, a dark glimmer in his eyes.

“Am a blubbering little mess. Yes, you are.” His lips curled on one side – the arrogant smirk that made you weak in the knees.

“A blubbering little mess, for me.” He amended, the hand on your jaw caressed your cheek for a moment, stealing the breath from your lungs.

He looked down at you in haughty silence for a few seconds before grabbing your jaw again, harder.

Throb.

You began to hump at him more confidently as he nudged you a little with his knee to encourage it.

You were practically dripping by now, a dark spot staining his suit to prove it.

“Isn’t that right?” he raised his eyebrows expectantly.

The fight in you faltered as your inner sub activated itself for John. Your world felt smaller and focused.

Focused entirely on the man who’s fingers began to toy with the button of your pants.

Focused entirely on how good he smelled and how good he felt.

Despite all this – the arguing, the rage, the whole back to the wall thing… you knew he wouldn’t hurt you.

He'd promised you, once, while distraught and horrified at his own actions- he had no idea you’d heard just before passing out.

That was your little secret.

There was no doubt in your mind that when it came down to the wire, you’d trust John with your life.

So when he asked if you were a blubbering mess for him, you answered honestly as a reflex.

The words came out before you could stop them, “…Yes, Sir.”

Now, it was John's turn to have his moment of FUCK.

He’d only been half hard until now, but you looking at him like you’d cry if he didn’t get you off and calling him Sir was everything he imagined.

And trust me, he definitely imagined it.

A lot.

“I knew you could be a good girl.”

The words sent a shot of heat through you that ended with a tingle in your clit, eyes widening with genuine surprise as your body reacted to his praise.

The sound of your suits whispering together stuttered as your hips broke rhythm for a moment.

The tips of your ears felt warm as your blush spread, unable to look away from him as he took in your reaction.

Mouth dry, you tried to say something but your brain had left the building.

The only sound that came out was a small whine that sparked a couple of things in John’s bright blue eyes.

A flicker of mischief, and a large amount of pride.

“Nothing else to say? Is this all it takes to shut you up?” he oozed confidence, ghosting his thumb over your core and causing another desperate stutter that made him grin.

“W-Walker….” Was all you could manage, words dying in your throat or…perhaps not existing at all.

“That’s right, focus on me.”

He deliberately slid your zipper down and dipped his long fingers unabashedly into your soaked panties.

You whimpered, bucking up twice as his rough fingertips rubbed your clit. “Mmm!”

Face crumpled with a mixture of pleasure and desperation, you tried to hold back the word that threatened to fall from your deep red painted lips.

….Please…

You WOULD NOT beg for John.

No matter how much you wanted to.

“Hey guys, how’s it going down there?” both of you stiffened as Bucky’s voice chimed through your coms simultaneously.

It was like a bucket of ice water had dropped on you.

A Buckyet if you will.

Real anger glowed in John’s eyes at the interruption, but he was careful to keep it from leaking into his tone.

“We’re fine, Barnes. Haven’t killed each other.”

“Yet!” you chimed in lightheartedly, only able to hold it together for a single word.

The blond gave you a soft smile for a fraction of a second, making your heart skip a beat.

Not that you knew, since you’d shyly glanced down after his smile and missed his expression change, but he’d heard that – and was just as unsure of why it happened as you were.

Idiots; both of you.

Your voice was enough for Bucky to confirm you were both present and not at each other’s throats; that was really all he could ask for.

He was quick to sign back off but the moment had shattered.

Sensing this, John sighed and stepped away. Hastily, you did your suits pants while he turned his back to you and tugged at the fabric around his slowly softening cock.

Both of you took a few seconds to clear your heads; he waited for you to approach him once you had gathered yourself.

“So uh…let’s go.” You took point, relieved when he didn’t argue; just gave a short nod, lips taught.

Still in caveman mode, John found himself watching your hips and ass dance through the air as you unintentionally strutted around the base-as if you had any idea where you were going.

She’s so confident but so wrong.

He wondered how far you’d go until you remembered that in his pocket was an old, folded sheet of paper.

On that paper was a map you didn’t have a chance at deciphering. Not to mention your complete lack of direction.

A map he knew said you were heading deeper toward the chemistry labs and away from the experimental labs – where the prototype was supposed to be.

What a cute, dumb little duck.

Still following behind you, John shook his head at the thought – mentally correcting it.

What a cute dumb, little duck.

“…Cute?” he muttered to himself, the tone of his voice echoing just enough to carry to you but remain unintelligible.

Continuing to walk, you looked over your shoulder at him, “You say something, Walker?”

“Nah, nothin’.”

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Literally all of us when John gets agro lol

No smut yet, but once it goes off...its gonna go OFF 🔥

[thesixthhuntingdog]

[etherealsymphony]

“It will only work if you wait” being the definition of Yelena and Johns relationship.

His years of military conditioning just gets completely sucked in by Yelena who in her own way, is also a solider. They both understand what it means to work on a team even if you don’t like the other person. He listens to her calls and signals. She trusts his judgement.

These two soldiers have found each other and they quite literally are able to perfectly dance around one another because of the machines they were beaten into being.

[efnanmeyy]

HE'S SOOOO FINEE MY GODD😩😩I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN IN LOVE WITH JOHN SINCE TFATWS I'M SOO HAPPY I GET TO SEE MORE OF MY MAN😌😌

[skywalkerrenthusiast]

Okay, so I watched The Thunderbolts* and I loved it, but I've unironically fallen down the sentryagent hole. I've read almost all the fics ao3 has of them (the devil works hard, but ao3 writers work harder n all that, like seriously you ppl are fast & im grateful) all this to say, where there is fanfic there is a/b/o. I would so appreciate someone writing sentryagent a/b/o, I won't even try to justify myself. I'd just like to see it is all and I'd be most grateful and happy to whomever takes on such a challenge. So to all the ao3 ppl, you've seen my plea, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk 😊

[magicalqueennightmare]

That’s Why

John Walker x Reader

You’re sweet and kind to him. He doesn’t know how to respond. When you pull away he realizes his feelings for you

John is an idiot who has a hard time with his feelings

John for the life of him could not figure you out. You had an attitude when the situation called for it, yeah but for the most part you were kind of a sweetheart. You had a habit of just trying to be nice to everyone around the tower, even him. He didn’t know why. 

He walked into the kitchen one morning, you were wearing a pair of boxers and a t-shirt that he wasn’t sure where you’d gotten it but there was no way it was yours because the only reason he knew you had boxers on was because when you twirled around with the music the corner of the shirt had came up just far enough he’d caught a glimpse of them. Yelena and Ava were at the bar, laughing as you danced along with the music, using your spatula as a microphone and god help him Alexei was dancing with you. 

What in the actual hell had he walked into? You turned to face him and grinned “Morning Walker. Want some waffles?” he raised an eyebrow “No thanks” and saw your face fall just slightly before you shrugged “Ok, Bob’s appetite will make up the extra I made anyways” 

He watched you for a moment and shook his head “Is there a reason you’re running around dressed like that anyways?” you looked down at yourself then back up at him “How is this any different than when you or Bucky take your shirt off to train?” “Because you’re in the kitchen, where food is” he replied and you crossed your arms over your chest “Are you suggesting I have bad hygiene or something?” and he shrugged “Just saying, you are damn near naked”

“Would you prefer I be naked?” you asked with a shrug and he scoffed “Naw” you rolled your eyes “Well if you’re not eating, be gone” he turned and walked out of the kitchen, hearing you start back laughing with Ava and Yelena as Alexei turned the music up.

You walked into the common room where John was watching a movie. “Hey John, what are you watching?” he cut his eyes up “A movie?” you scoffed “Wow, that helps so damn much. You’re lovely” 

You walked in and sat down on the far end of the couch. He was silent for a moment, watching the movie then groaned and turned it off before standing up. “What the fuck?” you asked and he shrugged “I wanted to watch it by myself” you nodded slowly “You just had to say so Walker. You didn’t have to be an ass about it” 

You jumped off the couch and damn near ran from the room. You were getting sick of this. At every turn you tried to show that man kindness. You tried to offer an olive branch, you knew he’d been through hell. You understood that he’d gone through a lot. You didn’t want to add to that, besides when he wanted to be, John could be a decent man. It just seemed like here lately he did not want to be a decent man to you.

When John walked into the gym you caught the heavy bag you’d been working on and sighed before walking out. Normally you’d stay in the gym, try to talk to him. Something. This was the third day in a row you hadn’t so much as spoken to him. He missed it. He missed your smile in the morning when he’d come to the kitchen in search of coffee to find you’d “already made a pot” despite the fact that he got up at four every morning and you normally didn’t get your day started until after six.

He missed the fact that when everyone would be sharing a meal, you’d sit close to him. Offering him whatever you were eating, if he wanted to try a bite. He missed your warmth at his side, even when he hadn’t exactly wanted it. 

Why hadn’t he wanted it? You were a beautiful woman, capable in a fight and you were the only member of the team that never seemed to get annoyed with him over simply breathing. 

_______________________

You were walking through the tower, headed back to your floor when you passed John. “Hey” he greeted and you cut your eyes up at him “Hey” and kept walking. You had feelings for the super soldier. You’d long since faced them but one woman could only take so much. You weren’t going to be his emotional punching bag when you’d tried to be there for him. You’d been respectful of his service record in the army. You’d been kind to him..fuck you’d been downright sweet. You were through.

“I’m sorry” he breathed and you stopped walking, turning to face him “What?” he shrugged “I’m sorry. You’ve been nothing but good to me. You’ve been a lot better to me than I deserve. I just…I didn’t know how to handle that. I didn’t know how to be someone that anyone cared about because I knew I wasn’t worth it. I wasn’t worth you caring”

You nodded slowly “Isn’t that up to me to decide?” he half smiled “I guess so but why? Why do you care?” you shrugged “I just do John. I can’t explain it but I don’t want anything to happen to you. You’re not a bad man, you’re just a complicated one. You’re human honey. We all make mistakes. You’ve made some pretty fucking big ones but you’re no worse than the rest of us”

“Can I buy you dinner tonight?” he asked, a hopeful smile playing at his lips. “You gonna be an asshole or am I gonna get the rare view of my John?” he laughed “Your John? I’m yours?” you nodded “He pops up when I get hurt or when someone flirts with me and he can tell I’m uncomfortable or if I can’t sleep and we run into each other in passing”

He laughed “Well if I can be your John those times how about I start working on becoming your John all the time?” you smiled slightly “I think I’d like that” he stepped closer, eyes flicking down to your lips so you nodded your consent. He slipped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer and when his lips met yours in a gentle kiss you grinned against his mouth “Give me a real kiss Walker”

He laughed and deepened the kiss, rolling his tongue into your mouth and when you moaned lightly you could feel his muscles tense just a little. You pulled back from his lips and teased “What? You like hearing me moan John?” a light blush graced his cheeks as he said “Maybe” you grinned “Oh, just maybe?”

You acted like you were gonna walk away but he pulled you back against his chest “Don’t you dare. Your moan is the best thing I’ve heard in a long time, ok?” you laughed, face warming “Nice to know and that was a tiny one” he grinned “Then I look forward to earning a big one”

You pulled him down to you, catching his lips in a rough kiss. His hands slid down to your hips, pulling you flush against his body. Your hands braced against his chest, fingers spread across the broad muscles. You had to break away from his lips to catch your breath, chest heaving and he grinned “I’m really sorry for being a dick to you” you laughed “I’ll let you make it up to me” 

“Thank you sweetheart” he whispered and you pulled him down to press another quick kiss to his lips “You’re welcome” 

[moontheoretist]

It annoys me that nobody mentions this

I agree that Captain America in the comics is not representative of only USA but of what USA should be, so what Anthony Mackie said is completely in line with the comics and therefore I have nothing to say to disagree with creators like straw_hat_goofy about when they speak on this topic. The thing I never saw tho is anyone pointing out that MCU is not trying to preach this idea. MCU is very much into "Captain America is about America" and the only time they try not to be is in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier with America trying to pawn off John Walker as their new Captain America and even then all of the actions of John Walker are VERY reminiscent of actions of Steve in Civil War. The only difference is that Steve stopped himself before he actually killed someone (i.e. Tony in the bunker fight, there is a split second when you can see him changing trajectory of his hit with a shield to not target Tony's neck but his reactor instead). Still, it doesn't change the fact that in the Civil War Steve is definitely acting in the way that benefits the worst people in the USA. I said it many times before and I will say it again UN is not perfect, it's very flawed, the fact that Russia and USA have so much power in it is insane, but UN is still better when it comes to human rights than USA or Russia ever will be. So it's hard to believe that UN would write a document let alone a treaty that would remove human rights from people because it'd violate their own regulations and people would obviously protest that. But even if they did, Tony was already trying to get control over the bad situation but what Steve did? Steve fucked it all up, proved to Ross that enhanced people are dangerous and thanks to that possibly made everyone's lives worse. I see nobody in those "Anthony Mackie was right" videos actually admitting that Steve in the Civil War was not acting in the best interest of the people but was acting as a selfish guy who didn't want to be constrained by any laws or regularions which to many people outside of America is very much reminiscent of USA's typical behavior abroad, where they do whatever the fuck they want. So to us here, MCU Steve behaves as if he was America itself. He is brutish, stubborn and doesn't back down until he gets what he wants.

Still the most annoying thing of it all is that MCU and Marvel as a whole assume that other countries don't have their own heroes and would need people from America to intervene and help them. When Steve says that I literally look at him and want to scream "who asked for your fucking charity" because ok, wanting to help other people and countries is ok, but it can also very quickly become patronizing. As if other countries were helpless little babies that need America's help.

Regardless tho if countries have their own superhero teams or not, it's dangerous to have them under national banner because you can never know how rulership in a country will change, who will come into the power and how they will try to use those heroes for their own gain, so having them operate outside national control, under an international body or group is better, because they also can't just simply operate without any oversight or any rules or structure. It'd be too chaotic. Someone or something must exist to take responsibility for them as it'd also be too dangerous to make them shoulder it individualy. It's not safe. The court of public opinion would simply crush them otherwise.

Just not under WSC, they're wack.