angelisnthere

[angelisnthere]

Hello my friends who I am proud of, welcome to those who are like a support that does not bow, I address you simple words, the past period was one of the most severe and difficult moments of our lives in the steadfast Gaza that everyone has let down, everyone knows what we suffer from the circumstances here and the harshness of scenes that I do not want to mention again.

You are the only ones, yes, you are the ones who stood by us. You are the ones who helped families and individuals to complete their lives and compensate them for some of what they lost in this fierce war, so I am like Samir on my behalf and on behalf of my family. I thank you all without exception, because you have been by our side all this time. I just wanted to start my post with these words that you deserve 🫂❤️.

In short, so as not to prolong.

Guys, the past period has been very difficult in terms of food and drink, rent costs, and education costs. I have chosen, the most priority and I chose to collect costs for the most thing we needed in the past period, I will mention it now :

I asked for $500 to rent the house we live in now, and thanks to you, I was very successful with that. Then I collected $500 to buy food. It took longer, but it's okay, I succeeded and achieved the goal of feeding my family and satisfying their hunger.

Thus, the basic costs have been achieved, which are rent and food. Thank you for that 🙏 .

I still have a personal goal, which is the costs of education, as you know, I am Samir, a software engineer studying at the Islamic University in Gaza, in my fourth year.

All I want to say is that I am about to finish my educational career and not waste the effort of many years that have passed.

I will note something simple before the war, my father was paying for the study costs, but since the beginning of the war I have not paid any of these costs, I have paid some of these costs but they accumulate little by little, imagine with me for two years and I am trying hard to save these fees, but the war has another opinion, I can't and my father can neither, and debts have accumulated a lot .

I have two very important goals in this publication, but there is a goal from both of them based on collecting the amount as soon as possible during the next 5 or 6 days.

1 - The first goal is the costs of quarterly fees, which are worth 550 Jordanian dinars, I paid about 200 dinars in two stages, and I have one last payment left that I need as soon as possible before the end of the semester. So that I can take the final exams and pass the class and be able to start a new semester. What is required is only 350 dollars.

2 - The second goal is to collect the accumulated amount of 1122 dinars = equivalent to about $1,600. I’ll explain the offer from that.

There is a system in my university that if I do not pay all the required costs, and I graduate, I will not be able to get my degree from the university, and the fatigue of the past years will go away unless I can collect the accumulated amount, everything will be fine.

I have attached in this post pictures that explain everything.

That’s all I want to say so far, guys, I hope to find cooperation from you on this issue because I urgently need help. And thank you 🤍.

Donation link 👇🏻👇🏻

My campaign link.

The deadline is 5 days for the first goal and I need it as soon as possible. If I can’t collect it, I won’t be able to pass the final exams and finish the class. 💔

I trust you

Campaign verification link.

[angelisnthere]

If this is too hard to read, imagine living it.

No one’s talking about Palestine anymore.

The airstrikes aren’t trending. The rubble isn’t photogenic enough. The activists that were dragged off the streets in Israel and locked away for demanding an end to genocide? No one’s asking about them. No headlines. No hashtags. They’ve been swallowed up by the silence.

This is what happens when it’s no longer fashionable to care.

People forget. Not because it stopped happening—but because it stopped being new.

Palestine is still burning.

Children are still buried beneath cement.

Families are still counting the bodies of loved ones, day after day after day.

But if it’s not flashing across someone’s feed with a Spotify playlist and a neutral-toned infographic, it doesn’t exist to them.

Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, ICE is dragging people out of their homes.

Mothers. Fathers. Queer immigrants. Children.

Detained. Disappeared. Forgotten.

And the influencers? The ones who had so much to say in 2020? Silent.

Too busy filming “day in my life” videos in $300 activewear to talk about actual people being deported in their own neighborhoods.

Too worried about brand deals and algorithms to mention the fact that there are literal raids happening right now.

Not a whisper.

They’ll wear a shirt that says “Be Kind” but they won’t say “Free Palestine.”

They’ll make a TikTok about “good energy” while someone gets shoved into a van down the street.

They’ll post about self-love but not about state violence.

Because comfort is addictive.

Because platforms become prisons.

Because caring too loudly is “bad for engagement.”

And the media? Complicit.

Newsrooms have gone quiet. Gaza isn’t headline-worthy anymore.

It’s too “messy,” too “controversial,” too “draining.”

It doesn’t sell ad space like the Met Gala does.

But you know what?

It’s not too messy for the people living it.

It’s not too draining for the children who can’t sleep because of the drones.

It’s not too complicated for the people ICE is ripping from their families in LA.

So no—this isn’t easy to read. It’s not supposed to be.

If it’s hard to scroll through this, imagine living it. Imagine surviving it. Imagine waking up every single day knowing the world will move on without you, while you are still grieving, still resisting, still screaming into a void that only echoes back silence.

If you have a platform, use it. If you have a voice, raise it.

And if you choose not to—

Don’t pretend you care.

Don’t wear the shirt.

Don’t post the rainbow.

Don’t light the candle.

Don’t tweet about mental health or kindness or “allyship” if you won’t talk about deportations, if you won’t say Palestine, if you won’t name the violence you benefit from.

This isn’t about what’s trending.

This is about who’s dying while you scroll past it.

And no, you can’t look away forever. One day, that silence will come for you, too.

[angelisnthere]

THE LAST OF US, and the israeli themes surrounding it

i'm very glad that people were able to see one of the previous things i published, where i complied a series of links that you can use to learn more of what's going on in gaza, how you can help, places you need to boycott, etc. however, at the end of the post, there is a large part of it that is DIRECTLY meant for people who play or watch the last of us, or play the last of us 2.

the last of us 2 in specific is not at all elusive in displaying the chilling themes we are seeing before us today. what boggles my mind, is that a select few individuals are choosing to keep publishing fics, reblogging them, uploading content that has NOTHING to do with what's going on, etc. also, you can't reblog one thing about palestine and claim that you care, then flood your account or people's home pages in fanfiction, especially during a media blackout. it just doesn't work like that.

i took the time to make a post discussing all of the israeli/palestinian themes that the games as a whole, but mainly the second one, display. if you are my mutual, a friend, a fan of my work, or a fan of the game or show, then i 100% demand you read this. if you can read fics for hours, you can spend time to read a post discussing the universe those very fics came from.

a lot of us are now aware of the last of us's nature in regards to the ongoing genocide, but not many people know the specifics of it. after seeing this post last night (the person who made this, you are an angel), i decided to take the time to dive into the specifics of the last of us 2's israeli nature, on a logical level, but also a moral level, using a list of sources to help me along, which will be linked at the end of this post. i will link the sources along the way so you know which sources i got my information from.

regardless of if this changes anyone's mind about ignoring the media blackout, or not giving a fuck about what's going on period, know this: regardless of how you feel, regardless of what you believe, from the river to the see, palestine will be free. at this fucking point, the people who are on the right side will keep speaking out and spreading awareness, regardless if you are here to do it with us. that's it. now, let's get into this.

UPCOMING DISCUSSIONS: neil druckmann, the last of us 1, the last of us 2, the last of us show and zionism in the show's cast, boycotting the game and show, and conclusion

NEIL DRUCKMANN

45-year-old neil druckmann, who was the co-director and co-writer for the last of us 2, was born in tel aviv, israel in 1978. according to the above source, druckmann was raised in a settlement in the west bank, where he was surrounded by violence on a daily basis. comics, movies, and most of all, video games, became an escape for him as a child, before he and his family moved to miami, floridawhen he was 10 years old.

to water down the full story that you can, again, read here, druckmann went to college to major in criminology. however, when he was in college, druckmann took a compsci course, that later lead to his major becoming coding as opposed to criminology. soon after, he knew he wanted a career that related to one thing: video games.

in the summer of 2013, the last of us part 1 was released, and it was renowned as one of best video games to have ever been made. in 2020, druckmann and nd released the last of us part 2, followed by the 2022 release of HBO's show based on the first video game. druckmann played a huge part on set, being not only the co-creator and co-writer of the show, but also having directed an episode himself. druckmann will remain involved in the second season of the show.

bringing up neil druckmann’s background is a crucial aspect of what’s upcoming in this post, hence why i wanted to discuss it at all. druckmann growing up in israel is one of the sole reasons the last of us was ever made at all, and not only that: it is the reason why the second game is the way it is, because neil druckmann planted his israeli ideologies right into it.

so, let’s speak on it.

THE LAST OF US 1

on the official the last of us podcast, neil druckmann himself discussed the last of us' link to the israeli-palestinian conflict, and now, genocide. the general consensus was that people will go ridiculously far for the people that they love. this idea of druckmann's was revealed when he discussed the first time the main character of the first game, joel miller, kills somebody to keep his daughter, sarah, safe from harm. this is one of the first scenes in the game prior to the time jump, where the pair's neighbor becomes infected, and attacks them. joel uses a gun to kill him so that the neighbor doesn't harm sarah.

the following is a quote i would like to copy from this link word for word: "Druckmann said he follows "a lot of Israeli politics" and compared the incident to Israel's release of hundreds of Palestinians prisoners in exchange for the captured Israeli soldier Gilad Shalit in 2011."

the plot of the first game, as neil druckmann explained, is based around a moral dilemma. he discusses how if joel had to kill a man to save a random kid, would he have done it? druckmann himself says, "but when it was his tribe, his daughter, there was no question about what he was going to do."

while the first game, in my opinion, isn't as heavily centered around israeli themes as the second game is, regardless, it is heavily crucial to note that the basis of the first game derived from a real-life incident involving israel and palestine, where hundreds of palestinian people (edit: i believe it is more than 1,000) were released from imprisonment, all in exchange for one israeli soldier. in the second game, the israeli-palestinian themes, if you look closely enough, scream out at you.

let's talk about it.

THE LAST OF US 2

"There is a common saying that if you seek revenge, you should dig two graves. Playing The Last of Us Part II is like being made to dig those graves with your teeth (Zacny)."

nd's 2022 the last of us part II is described down to the last letter in the above quote, albeit the game's utterly obvious israeli nature. in this post, the creator, rob zacny, goes on to discuss the game's theme of a "cycle of violence," and how the game reminds you in each grotesque encounter of the cruel ideology behind that. due to what occurs in the last of us 1, joel, basically, reaps what he sows when he is murdered for killing a surgeon who, along with the group said surgeon was a member of, the fireflies, was planning to perform surgery on ellie, who joel had since grown close to, in search of a cure for the infection that has plagued their world for decades. four years later, the second playable character in the game, who is introduced in the first half hour or so, abby anderson, kills joel to avenge the surgeon who was murdered, who happened to be her father. from then on, the game follows what, again, can only be described as a "cycle of violence." joel kills abby's dad, abby kills joel, ellie kills all of abby's friends, aims to kill abby in the final battle of the game, but spares abby when ellie's conscious morally attacks her for her decisions.

throughout the 24 odd hour gameplay, the player is allowed to play as ellie and abby, abby's parts of the game being arguably longer than ellie's. the idea this, i believe, is meant to introduce, is one of perspective: the player is meant to be loyal to joel miller once the first game has been finished, so when he is killed, they are inclined to make abby pay for it. however, abby's perspective, both in the past and as the present course of the game goes on, is meant to make the player understand why she did what she did. thus, the moral: there are no good guys in this game. every person is as equally bad as the following, and no one is innocent. however, when we consider the israeli-palestinian nature of this ideology and how it is presented in the last of us part 2, it simply doesn't work like this.

“I suspect that some players, if they consciously clock the parallels at all, will think The Last of Us Part II is taking a balanced and fair perspective on that conflict, humanizing and exposing flaws in both sides of its in-game analogues. But as someone who grew up in Israel, I recognized a familiar, firmly Israeli way of seeing and explaining the conflict which tries to appear evenhanded and even enlightened, but in practice marginalizes Palestinian experience in a manner that perpetuates a horrific status quo (Maiberg).”

when discussing the last of us part 2’s plot, one could 100% argue that there really aren’t good guys on the dual sides of the game. if you compare ellie and abby, you know that ellie went on a murder frenzy to get revenge on abby for killing joel. on abby’s side of it all, you know that abby wasn’t all that great before coming across lev and yara, and even then, she killed people to do what everyone in said world aims to do: survive. prior to finding lev and yara, abby had killed numerous people before, and did, as the player sees, handle joel very cruelly before she ended up killing him. here’s one more example, one that’s more random (but it’s simply to compare abby vs. ellie’s people, if you will): joel and manny. joel went on a cross country murder spree to keep ellie safe, and killed a building full of people at the end of the game to save her life. in regards to manny, if you recall a discussion that manny and mel had in the beginning of abby’s parts of the game, the pair are discussing a happening where a group aside from the wlf, the seraphites (which we will discuss later) attacked them because the wlf killed children who were a part of their (the seraphite’s) group. manny voiced how he would prefer to keep their people (the wlf) safe, and challenges mel, implying that those “kids” weren’t really kids, because they were the ones who attacked their guys (the wlf) in the first place. as a general consensus, manny kills several people throughout the course of the game, which can be inferred or seen by the player, making him, for the sake of what i’m getting at, a bad guy.

we see in the game how ellie and abby’s people are unanimously bad. the last of us is set in a world where laws and morals are thrown out the window for the sake of survival, so this is no surprise. however, this dual perspective, “no bad guy,” ideology simply doesn’t apply in the world today. you may compare ellie vs. abby, or joel vs. manny, or bring in more characters in the game, such as tommy, nora, etc, claiming that all parties are bad. that makes perfect sense. but think about it like this: if this is meant to represent the israeli-palestinian perspective, and i give you the scenario of a five-year-old child versus a full-grown IDF soldier, what would you say? isn’t there an obvious answer as to who is in the wrong and who’s not? maiberg is 100% right in claiming that the game marginalizes the real-life palestinian experience. abby, ellie, joel, manny, etc, are not real people. but the thousands of innocent children who have been killed for the ridiculousness and inhumane israeli regime are. you can’t say each side is equal in awfulness, not when one side is full of innocent men, women, and children, some of which could never make it into a year of their lives. not when if one side pauses their battle, there would be a ceasefire, but if the converse pauses their battle, they would all be dead.

“And then they cheered afterward,” Druckmann, who grew up in Israel, recalls. “It was the cheering that was really chilling to me. … In my mind, I thought, ‘Oh, man, if I could just push a button and kill all these people that committed this horrible act, I would make them feel the same pain that they inflicted on these people.’"

remember how i said discussing neil druckmann's background was crucial? it is. druckmann, who, again, was born in israel, told the Washington Post that the game's cynical themes of revenge and suffering is linked to the 2000 killing of two israeli soldiers (tw, lynching), who were killed by a mob (maiberg). allegedly, some of the incident was remembered in film, that druckmann watched, and in his interview, he explained his angry nature that came about in response to the video, and how he desired vengeance.

the last of us part 2 is mainly set in seattle, washington, where secondary main character, abby anderson, resides in with a militia group named the wlf (which we will also delve into later, alongside the seraphites). maiberg brings out how seattle, on a visual and mechanical level, is based around "a series of checkpoints, security walls, and barriers (Maiberg)." he notes: "[seattle] looks almost exactly like the tall, precast concrete barriers and watch towers Israel started building through the West Bank in 2000." here are side by side images for comparison:

now that we’ve discussed this, let us discuss one of most prevalent aspects of abby’s part of the story: the wlf, and the seraphites. the seraphites are a religious group, nicknamed “the scars” due to the scars the members of said group carve into their faces to display their membership, who the wlf, a makeshift militia group, runs into conflict with following the fall of FEDRA, the country’s former military. in a note in the game, a fedra commander explains that the city of seattle has been lost to the wolves (the wlf), who he names as terrorists. maiberg brings out the following: “Here, there are parallels to early Zionist organisations that fought British rule in the region. These organizations were also described as terrorists, and leaders of those organizations later became leaders in Israel, much like how Isaac, the leader of the Wolves, came to control Seattle. Other in-game notes, scenes of urban ambushes, and the bodies of executed FEDRA officers laboriously walk the player through the cliche "one man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter (Maiberg).”

maiberg also discusses a series of manners in which the fictional seraphites resemble real-life palestinians. here are the three ways he specifically discusses in his original post, but there are much more:

“The same note from the Seattle FEDRA commander that bitterly says the Wolves are in charge explains that it's now their responsibility to not only feed and shelter the people of Seattle, but deal with the "religious fanatics," referring to the Scars.

Later in the game, Ellie finds a location called "Martyr Gate," where the Scars' spiritual leader apparently died, indicating a religious significance of a specific and disputed location, and emphasizing the notion of martyrdom as central to their culture.

The Scars are able to get around Wolf patrols and various barriers around the city via an elaborate, secret system of bridges between skyscrapers. These function as a kind of flipped version of the underground tunnels Palestinians use to bypass Israeli blockades and other means of limiting free movement in order to get supplies and carry out attacks on Israel.”

one more post i would like to link is this one, the very reason i decided to make this in the first place. it captures the zionism in the last of us 2, along with the wlf vs. seraphite conflict, perfectly. i very much recommend you read it, as it explains it much better than i can.

the general consensus is this: the idea that the seraphites are equally as bad as the wlf, which implies that palestinians are equally as bad as israelis, simply doesn’t apply in 2024. as i said before: what is so vile and cruel about a newborn baby? a pregnant woman? an innocent man? NOTHING. part of the reason the last of us captures this so poorly is due to the apocalyptic nature of the world the game is set in. obviously, people would go rogue if their lives were put in peril by not only animalistic infected beings, but also humans. however, we live in a real world where laws and morals do, in fact, apply. this isn’t a video game where those are simply discarded. what the wlf and the seraphites did to each other in the last of us 2 could be any other day for them: but what israel is doing to palestine right now is a war crime, a genocide, and plainly vile.

THE LAST OF US SHOW, and zionism in the show’s cast

i don’t think i need to spend a lot of time here, because if you have made it this far, you are well aware of the real nature of the last of us and the last of us 2 already, so you must understand that the show is HBO’s take on the game’s story (which, need i remind you show-wise and game-wise, neil druckmann played a huge part in). i simply bring it up so that people are aware of the fact that the 2022 show is ALSO linked to the ongoing genocide, and the cast is a major part of that (however, if anyone would like me to delve deeper into the show, let me know, and i 100% will).

for the following season which is a sequel to the last, theorized to center around the happenings of the last of us 2, members who are set to play a few crucial characters in the game have been announced. this includes isabela merced, who will play dina woodward, ellie’s romantic partner for most of the game, alongside kaitlyn dever, who will play abby anderson.

many people freaked out when they realized kaitlyn dever will be playing abby, but not for the reason they should have been. if you are a last of us fan, you are well aware that abby’s muscles are a central aspect of her persona. yet, kaitlyn dever is on the skinnier side, and according to some, does not resemble abby.

but this is not the issue that is most crucial to discuss.

kaitlyn dever is a zionist, and so is isabela merced (i am under the impression that both of these claims are true, but i had trouble finding a source i deemed reliable enough to link here. if i do, however, i will). now, while i’m not here to riddle you with conspiracy theories, people believe this (zionism) is the reason kaitlyn dever in specific got the role of abby anderson (there is a separate actress, shannon berry, who more closely resembles abby, but made a post in solidarity with palestine. this is theorized to be the reason why she didn’t get the part, and why kaitlyn dever was announced shortly after this particular actress made said post). let us not also forget that ellie’s actor, bella ramsey, is also in support of israel, which can be seen here.

(edit: i was informed since making this that bella has a story on one of their social medias, showing their alleged support of palestine and calling for a ceasefire. i’m going to link this post where i spoke on it, so you aware of what i think on that front).

all of the previously provided information brings me to my final part of this post: boycotting the games, and boycotting the show.

BOYCOTTING THE GAME AND SHOW

i could go on and on about why this is so crucial, but we would be here forever. however, i’m going to paste in what i wrote in this post surrounding the topic of boycotting, as i personally believe i got it down quite well in regards to the last of us (the show and game). it reads:

"DO NOT BUY TLOU, TLOU REMASTERED, TLOU2, TLOU2 REMASTERED, OR ANY GAME FROM ND! neil druckmann has donated money to the IDF in the past. & where do you think he’s getting his money from? yeah, you got that. watch gameplays, pirate these games, or buy them secondhand. several shops sell used games. & for those of you who went and purchased the game anyway, knowing about all of this? fuck you.

if you think your $10 doesn’t matter, then think about this: okay, one person spends $10 on the game. whatever. but when 100,000 people do it? that’s a million dollars, going into the hands of a zionist, who is using YOUR money to help kill innocent men, women, and children. put that in your pipe and smoke it.

it is not just the games you need to boycott. HBO’S show also needs to be. follow this link to learn of more movies and shows you need to boycott, & the reasons why, including the last of us. let’s also not forget that dina & abby’s actresses are in support of israel, and BELLA RAMSEY, ellie’s actress, has also shown support.

boycott. the fucking. show. there are a million websites where you can pirate it, so you are not giving any of your support to it. resist."

what it comes down to is this: purchasing the game or watching the show directly from nd or HBO is not a must. spreading awareness and speaking out about palestine is. you are more than capable of not purchasing the game, or watching playthroughs, or buying the game secondhand, etc. you are more than capable of pirating the hbo show so that money is not made off of your engagement. it's not that difficult. i have said it once, and i will say it again: boycotting is a form of resistance, and that is the least we can do for those suffering in gaza as you read this. resist. people openly admitting that they went and purchased the game anyway simply make me sick. i hope you know what an awful thing to brag about that is, and how despicable of a human it makes you.

CONCLUSION

there's so much to discuss when it comes down to this topic, and it's possible that in the future, i will make a second part to this. however, for now, i really hope this does suffice. i believe knowing of the game's israeli nature is a step. but knowing the specifics is a leap, one that i need everyone engaged in this fandom to take, hence why i wanted to make this post at all.

i'm not saying anyone needs to quit liking the games or the show or whatever. i'm not saying you need to delete or throw away a game you spent $60 on. i've seen so many people who are way too dense to understand that. what i'm saying is that it's crucial you are at least AWARE of the content you are consuming. aware of why it even came about at all.

in my opinion, you can't separate the game from the roots. but you can remain aware of the inner workings of this world you've grown to love. you can keep spreading awareness about it, and you can do right by the people in gaza by discussing the ongoing genocide, and using your voice as much as you can.

i'm so lucky to have been able to gain a following on here in such a short amount of time, even if that following has gone up and down because i've chosen to post more about palestine as opposed to my previous content (granted, that fact won't deter me at all). i will keep using said following to keep speaking out for the people in gaza, and i encourage you to do the same. keep reblogging. keep speaking up. keep using your voices. the people in gaza need us. be there for them.

FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA, PALESTINE WILL BE FREE 🇵🇸🍉.

LINKS AND RESOURCES:

neil druckmann | the official the last of us podcast | the not so hidden israeli politics of the last of us 2, by emanuel maiberg (i highly recommend you read the full post. it discusses several crucial details i didn't discuss in this post) | galid shalit prisoner exchange | Neil Druckmann Speaking on the Washington Post | 2000 killing of two israeli soldiers (TW: LYNCHING) | 'The Last of Us Part II' Is a Grim and Bloody Spectacle, but a Poor Sequel | Veiling Colonial Violence: The Last of Us Part II, Israel and the Erasure of Power (full disclosure, i did not read the full post. i merely needed the quote in the very beginning of it) | zionism in tlou2 | isabela merced | kaitlyn dever | bella ramsey's support of israel

PALESTINE LINKS

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[angelisnthere]

this is how i imagine streamer!ellie williams btw

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“Armed, and Dangerous!”

Bucky Barnes(Thunderbolts Timeline) x Male Reader

⋆˚꩜｡⌗: Synopsis: A late night encounter with your boyfriend Bucky Barnes mid-gaming session leads to a awkward interaction involving a character that looks, very similar to him

↳Warnings: Male reader, Bucky jealous of…himself, kissing, reader wants to crack Winter Soldier, I’ve never played marvel rivals ngl, probably poorly written, 1.3k words

————⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧

The bed felt cold without you. The white hue that glowed from underneath the door reminded Bucky that you'd rather spend your time playing “modern-day video games” than accompany him in bed.

“HOLY SHI— oh I'm cracking that when I log off.—”

“Dude, [Name], what???”

“Are we deadass…”

“Do us a favor and log off now!!!”

“Y’know what hell yeah! I would too—”

“Ugh, gross. Keep it in your pants. I don't need a reminder of what I heard last week.”

Various voices echo throughout the empty halls of the watchtower, believe it or not you had convinced everyone but Alexei(something about the game being too complex) and Bucky to join you in late night “team bonding” which from what he could hear from through the bedroom door, was an audible action based game—

Along with you randomly groaning about how “Oh my god he’s so hot” and Bob going “Do you #needthat ?” followed by you going “#needthat”

Sighing, Bucky lifts his right arm brushing the hair out of his face. “What on earth—” Pushing himself up, with his right arm, he makes his way to the door. Reaching for the doorknob, just before his fingertips touch the metal—

“OH MY GOD I'M ABOUT TO BUST—” Loud annoyed groans and laughs dance from behind the door. Just for a second Bucky wonders if he's that curious about what has you so vocally turned. It’s only when John screams about losing health that he's turning around tucking himself back into bed.

“I’m not that curious, I’ll ask another time,” He thinks before closing his eyes allowing the darkness of the room to lull him to sleep.

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Hand tucked under your shirt, scratching a spot close to your waistband, you walk into the main section of the watchtower. “Good morning” you yawn slipping into the high chair next to Bucky you take a sip from his coffee. “Good morning, кукла (Doll)” Bucky smiles, resting his hand on the small of your back.

“Yuck, save it for the bedroom.” Yelena groans, bringing her mug up to her lips. “Jealousy kills, Yelena.” You quip, holding Bucky’s mug captive.

“Hey, Barnes—” Ava turns from the stove, holding a spatula. “—can you say, ‘You thought I was gone for good?’” She turns to look at you, a smug smirk spread across her face.

“What?” He questions, confused Bucky follows Ava’s eyes to your hunched over figure, cheeks warmed, slowly tapping the mug in your hands, doing your best to hold it together. Snapping his head back up to the stove he arches his brow. “What's going on—”

Before he can finish Bob peaks from around the corner. “How about, ’Playtime’s over.’ ” Bob mocks a tone similar to Bucky’s causing you to stifle.

“No say, ’Armed, and dangerous!'”John starts looking over to Yelena expectantly. “Again! Again!! Again!!!” Yelena booms, mocking a pose similar to something you've seen Alexei do before, causing Ava and Bob to double over in laughter.

“I have no idea what's going on—” Bucky mumbles, biting his lip in confusion, looking over to a smiling Alexei, he has no idea what's happening but he's happy they're happy.

“Okay, that's enough!” You yell slamming your hands on the table, shaking a few glasses, your face feels hot from embarrassment, the room falls silent from shock—

“Stand down,” John says, eyes flickering to Yelena. “STAND DOWN!!” She roars, causing them to all burst into laughter. You loudly groan shielding your face from the room, storming out while yelling. “You guys are the fucking worst!”

“What the fuck was that?” Bucky looks around the room at his teammates all doubled over laughing at 7 in the morning over quotes he didn’t even understand. ��Okay, we’re done here,” he says putting his mug in the sink walking towards the elevator.

“HE SAID THE THING, HE SAID THE—” Was the last thing Bucky heard from Bob before the elevator doors closed.

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“[Name], stop drooling and help us, we're getting cooked.”

“Okay, god forbid a man has hobbies that include staring at this mans luscious ass and man bun—”

It was currently 12:30 am, Bucky sat on the edge of the bed staring at the door that led to the home office that was connected to your shared room. He’d never admit it but he was actually nervous to see who you were talking about behind that door.

A part of him hoped it was just his ears playing tricks on him, but he didn't want you to find anyone else attractive. What if they looked better than him? Were they even real? Who is it that has you barking at the glowing monitor? Why were you barking at the monitor There have to be other ways for you to express being turned on by pixels that move across your screen.

All of these very valid questions filled Bucky’s mind as he made his way across the room turning the doorknob, swinging open the door.

“Armed, and Dangerous!! Again!—” You scream throwing your arms up leaning back against the plush chair. Time seemed to move in slow motion as Bucky took in the scene in front of him. Your computer screen displays a move that seems oddly familiar to the one he pulled in the desert, the one where he flips the almost 500-pound truck with ease—

—Wait why is your screen displaying just that? Squinting he looks in the corners of the screen.

“Winter Soldier, Thunderbolts.” in the top left

“MVP, buckysboyfriend” In the bottom right.

The metal arm spreads across the screen shining as he finally realizes—

“That’s, me.” Slips from his lips before he can even process it came out. Your head snaps to the now-opened door. Eyes widening you attempt to cover your screen to save at least a bit of face.

“милый! (Darling!) I thought you were going to bed, Did I wake you? Sorry, we were just…um…” Your eyes dart rapidly between the monitor and Bucky’s frame which slowly makes its way forward.

“That's me,” He repeats, his metal finger tenderly moves your finger covering his face flashed on the computer.

“What? Oh my god how did you get there What a coincidence, hahahahaomgpleaseleavebeforeidie-fromembarrassment.” You awkwardly laugh, voices from the computer’s speakers mocking your staggered tone.

“Uh-oh, lover boy got caught. Let's go guys, Night [Name], Barnes” Yelena whistles, Bucky stifles a laugh with a cough from Yelena's quick reaction. “You wanna explain yourself?” He crosses his arms, like he wasn't just spiraling thinking you were going to leave him for a digital character, Well, you still might, but he feels better knowing it's just him as an attractive video game character.

“Um…” You pretend to be interested in the floor scratching the back of your neck. Smiling, Bucky steps forward grabbing the back of your neck, lightly tugging your hair back to make you meet his gaze.

He places a soft kiss on your lips, “Ты заставил меня волноваться, что ты влюбилась в кого-то другого, но я рада, что это касается только меня.” (You had me worried you were falling for someone else, if anything I'm glad it's just me.)

Your lips curl upwards, “Really, who did you think I was talking about, Winter Soldier?” he pulls back shaking his head laughing. “Maybe that Leon Kennedy guy again.” he chirps, turning to leave the room.

“Oh my god, that was one time!”

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BONUS: You shuffle in your makeshift seat that was currently Bucky’s thighs. You look up at him, his face was serious, focused, and god was it attractive.

“I don't understand—” You snap back to reality looking down at the screen displaying the “Winter Soldier” and all his available skins, “—Why did you buy every skin of me, and why am I so conveniently hot?”

“God forbid I have a hobby.” You respond defensively, leaning against his chest. “Hobby…and it's just spending all your money on different outfits I already own?” He questions, tapping your thigh, and raising an eyebrow looking down at you.

“Well I can’t let anyone else go around thinking they like you more than me, now can I?” You nudge the center of his chest with your head affectionately.

“Touché, my love” He mumbles, kissing the side of your head.

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[angelisnthere]

“Party on You”

Prince Henry x Prince Reader x Alex Claremont-Diaz

⋆˚꩜｡⌗: Synopsis: Congratulations! You're officially 23 years old! To celebrate your first birthday with your boyfriends Henry and (mostly) Alex planned a huge party filled with alcohol, loud music, and young adults ready to risk it all in the heat of the moment. Try not to get caught getting too close to Alex or Henry for the next few hours, okay?

     ↳Warnings: closeted polyamorous relationship, of age drinking, sexual tension, thigh rubbing, alex being a freak, but henry a freak in disguise…, ngl they all freaks, male reader, grinding, kissing, hand placement, probably written poorly, 1.3k words

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You stood nervously at the entrance of the huge party tent, fixing the cuff of your suit. Being honest, you were never much of a party person. Yeah, you could enjoy yourself, but being a public figure and prince, you were taught during media training to mirror the energy of the person in front of you. Parties full of young adults, intoxicated, grinding on each other to R&B music were not something you wanted to mirror.

Unless you wanted to end up on the weekly magazine of royal scandals.

But it was your birthday and you wanted to try and at least enjoy yourself a little.

With a deep breath, you move one flap of the tent aside and step in. Almost immediately you're taken under the arm of some random politician's son. Noticed by the rest of the crowd, a series of hollers and popped champagne bottles followed. Music blares throughout the tent as you free yourself from the man to walk further into the tent, aka find your boyfriends and get blackout drunk with them. The mob of drunk individuals makes you start to regret wearing a fresh suit for the given event.

Finally spotting a head of very familiar blonde locks, you rush forward almost colliding with him. He’s wearing a black suit with a white dress shirt and a neatly tied tie sitting in the center of his chest, discreetly matching the color of your suit. His “Henry! I finally found you—”

You were cut off by Henry giving you a tight, intimate hug. It had been weeks that felt like years since you had been able to fly to England or Washington. Being the prince of Greece wasn’t something you could ignore the responsibilities of even though honestly you wanted to. The late night phone calls with your lovers just didn’t compare to the dim lit nights you spent entangled between their bodies, the lack of skin to skin contact left all of you on edge and touch starved—or “blue-balled” as Alex described.

“Hey,” Henry responds softly, pulling back just far enough that no one would find it suspicious that you two shared a 30-second hug trying to amalgamate each other's skin together.

“Happy birthday, I know this isn't exactly what you wanted but Alex persisted in throwing you this giant party, something about a milestone in our relationship—speak of the devil…” Henry murmurs the last part trying not to set off his hard-headed boyfriend.

“Well, well, well– look who it is…prince of ____, [Name]. What brings you here?” He says, his sly words laced with honey and alcohol, stepping forward holding a relatively large bottle of alcohol that would—if you didn't know Alex so well— concern you about alcohol poisoning.

“Oh you know, just came to hang around, maybe take a few photos with Prince Henry of England, and maybe you I guess” Perking up at the mention of his name Henry chuckles, Alex however scoffs at your words of sarcasm.

“C'mere baby,” He murmurs loud enough for you to hear engulfing you in a skintight hug. His free hand slides up and down, toying with the spine of your neck causing a shiver to escape you.

“You have no idea how much I missed you, and what I'm going to do to you tonight.” He groans, taken back by his words you swallow a whimper, your adam's apple bobs as he pats your ass discreetly, retreating to his spot next to Henry.

“You freak! We’re in public, do you know how many people could've seen that? Geez, how much have you had to drink?” You respond, jaw tightening as you look around making sure no one is currently taking a photo—praying for your downfall.

“Enough that I couldn't give two shits who sees me bend you over and—” Alex chokes as Henry elbows him in the side, reminding him where he currently was.

“We can’t afford for you to get us caught, Alex, try to control yourself for the night.” Henry snaps, taking a champagne glass from a neighbor server, disappearing into the crowd.

Humming in agreement with Henry, you turn the opposite direction getting lost in the sea of people, leaving Alex alone, an alcohol bottle in hand, and—

“Blue-balled…fuck—”

Hours of dancing, drinking, laughing, and spreading gossip with your peers have finally caught up to you as you plop into an open seat of the couch, decorating a fairly hidden corner in the room. The corner is circular, with a nice wooden table filling the space between it.

You lean your head back against the wall, closing your eyes recounting your night, you could feel their eyes. Their eyes, eating you alive, drinking up every sway of your hips, and every smile you flash. Not that you’re complaining, you’ve had your fair share of watching them like eye candy, Henry’s awkward, staggered movements as he bumps to the beat. Alex's impulsive but skilled moves, follow the flow of the rhythm.

Saying they turned you on was an understatement, you wanted nothing more than Henry to kiss your shoulder, cooing in your ear as Alex’s rhythmic hips sway as he grinds on your—

“Tired already, birthday boy?” Snapping up, you turn to see Henry smiling down at you.

“Yeah, just came for a quick rest, you?” Leaning forward, you lay your head on your crossed arms resting on the table.

Henry hums, sliding next to you.

“He spent an awful amount of time planning for this party,” he mumbles as he slides next to you. You tilt your head up, curious. “Alex wanted everything to be perfect, the lights, the food—” He lists a variety of different things that were suited to your taste but honestly you weren't listening, instead you were focusing on his wandering hand that moved from his side to your thigh, trailing closer to where you, oh so desperately wished he'd touch.

“Hundreds of dollars used for just flower decor—” His hand slides up to your groin, a wavering whimper escaping your throat. “Henry—” You attempt to close your thighs around his hand, but unfortunately, he pulls away in time, cooing at your desperate attempt to get off.

“So eager,” He rumbles, pressing his hand against your cheek pulling you into a kiss. It’s sloppy and desperate, on your end anyway, by the time he pulls away for air, you're settled on one of his legs straddling his thigh.

“Ugh—” You throw your head back pressing yourself against his thigh. “I missed you so much,” He whispers in your ear, his hand firmly holding one of your thighs, the other pressed against the back of your nape. “You're so beautiful,” Pressing into your neck, he sucks the skin slowly staring up at the way your throat bobs, and your mouth opens allowing soft whines to fill the air around you both.

Rutting against his clothed thigh, your movements become rigid, sloppy, and fast. “Fuck..hah— f..mm, fuck im go-..im gonna…gonna—”

“Having fun without me?” Alex, relaxed frame leaned against the closet wall. Smug smirk on his face, prideful of his boyfriends, who wouldn't, they were rutting against each other like bunnies in heat.

Drowsily you lift your head to stare at him, eyes unfocused, blurred, and glossy, cheeks warmed, sweat rolling down the side of your brow. “Cock-blocked by my boyfriend…” Henry now removing his lips from your neck looks quite unbothered, if anything, excited.

“Shall we take this somewhere else, Alex?”

“I don't know, kinda mean for you guys to start without me…” He pretends to think on the subject moving out of the way for Henry who was now carrying you over his shoulder—not as affectionate as he would hope but it's better the crowd thinks you're blackout drunk rather than rock hard leaking through your pants.

God it was gonna be a long night.

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