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Ellis Twilight Chapters 21-25 Blind Love Route Summaries 🗡

Fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors. This is an extremely pared down SUMMARY of each chapter. Cybird owns everything. Feel free to re-blog, but please do NOT post my translations elsewhere. The summaries will be uploaded in groups. ***Translation notes

Chapter 21

Kate is embraced by blood-soaked hands, “On the day that I kill you, I'm sure I will laugh”. Ellis wraps his arms around his treasure that he found inside the coffin and lifts her up out of it. Starting to carry her, Kate says that she's perfectly fine to walk on her own, but Ellis reminds her that he just said he'd never let her go again, so she let's him carry her.

On the way out, she sees grisly corpses everywhere from Ellis' kills, and he gently covers her eyes with his large hand and turns her towards his chest. Kate says to him that he has told her before that killing wasn't difficult for him, so was that really true? Ellis responds that he meant what he said that it was truly a sad thing when dies sad instead of their happiest moment. She realizes just how twisted his heart is now, but even so, she wants to love all of his broken and twisted heart.

She hugs him tightly, and he anxiously asks if she is afraid of him now, and she says that she isn't afraid of him at all(because she loves him). He gently kisses her neck and arms and tells her that he will protect her from now on. Back at the Castle, Roger tends to Kate's wounds, but Kate says that the wounds from the rope bindings are just scratches. Roger reprimands her to not take scratches lightly as it can lead to other things like tetanus and sepsis, Kate thinks about how she's heard those who've developed tetanus can end up acting like they're demon possessed, so she let's him tend to her all the while Ellis gawks at them, so she tells Ellis that he should go to his room and rest, but he refuses from several reasons:

He says that she's showing more bare skin than he's ever seen and it wouldn't be fair if Roger got to see it before him.

He says Rogers tends to be naughty and forceful, so he's there to guard her against him.

He also wants to see how Roger is treating her so he can treat her himself.

Roger asks if they're together and once Ellis confirms they are, Roger says that she's finally opened the secret box, and Ellis asks: What secret box? Roger smiles and says that Kate can explain it to him later, he then starts to tease them by asking how far they've gone. Ellis tells him they've kissed, and when Roger asks what he wants to do next, Ellis says that he wants to eat Kate – to her embarrassment.

Roger congratulates them and says that they make a good couple, and he then gives Kate the clear to leave the lab. Before they leave Ellis asks Roger of Jude's whereabouts, and Rogers says that after he got into a fight with William, he left the castle. Ellis asked why they had a fight, and Roger said it was because Jude got pissed with William for most likely knowing that Kate would be kidnapped, and allowing it to happen.

Roger he says Jude may be right, but he doesn't know if it's true or not. Knowing that Jude isn't one to act inefficiently on his emotions, and that he didn't accompany Ellis to rescue her, she reasons that he must've gone out to search for the culprit behind the abduction. She looks at Ellis, who smiles at her and says that by now Jude must've wrapped things up on his own.

Kate says that Jude is probably going to charge her a large amount of money for the inconvenience, and Ellis says that if that happens he'll help her pay it back because it's his fault too. Roger is clueless as to what they are laughing about, she thanks him for treating her and when they leave Roger calls her to comeback to him, but Ellis grabs her sleeve and says, “If you kiss me, then I'll wait for you.”

Chapter 22

Kate sees Roger gesturing her to come to him and when she tells Ellis that she'll be right back, he pulls her sleeve and tells her that if she kisses him, then he will wait for her. She looks up at Ellis an realizes how tall he is, so she struggles to kiss him. He somewhat teases her that she can't reach him and calls her hardworking face cute. She finally manages to kiss him, and after he leaves the lab she asks Roger what he didn't want Ellis to hear?

He tells her to come closer, but she's apprehensive, so he reassures her that he isn't going to do anything to her as Ellis is smitten with her and he's pretty much called Roger out. He tells her that since she's won Ellis' heart, he's going to tell her why he's so attached to Ellis as he previously mentioned. She tells him that he doesn't have to say anything because as she's learned with Ellis, there are somethings from the past that others don't want to reveal.

He persuades her to listen to him as a Fairytale Keeper because he views the past as the past, and what matters to him is what happens in the future. So, after Kate agrees to listen, Roger says that Ellis is not the first person he's met with the curse of the briar thorn, in fact, Roger committed a terrible betrayal to Ellis' predecessor, and because of this he wants Ellis to be happy. She asks what the fate of Ellis' curse and he says it's to be destroyed by the hands of justice, much like how the prince in Sleeping Beauty's fairytale hacked the thorn hedge away (Disney's Version of the story).

Turns out that Ellis' predecessor was shot to death. Kate thinks about Ellis' fate and how she wants to do whatever she can to protect the one she loves, and she wonders if that's wrong. Roger says that “fate” is predestined and it can not be changed, but Roger says, “nothing is impossible” (basically he says to hell with that). He tells her that they should overcome their destiny together, and she says that she wants to, so Roger says, “Let's see how you do.” She meets up with Ellis, and she thanks him for waiting, he hugs her tightly and asks what they were talking about, and she tells him they were discussing his fate. Ellis is like, “Oh, that's it?”

Kate asks him if it doesn't surprise him that they talked about it, and Ellis says that while he's talked to Roger a little bit about it himself, he doesn't really like to do it. She ask Ellis if he's scared about meeting his fate? He says he isn't afraid of it, and explains that he couldn't really put his finger on what his curse was. Kate says she wishes for nothing but the best for his final days, so Ellis ponders before telling her that he's never thought about what kind of end he's wanted for himself.

So, Kate tells him that they will find nothing but the best happiness for him, and he smiles at her saying, “Yeah, I'll find it with you Kate.” Then he says, “I think I've found something that'll make me happy right away”. Ellis brings his face close to hers and says that he wants a reward for waiting, but she says that she doesn't have anything to give him right now, he tells her he'll take whatever she can give like a kiss from earlier or something else. She kisses him gently like a light snowdrop that disappears instantly, and when she pulls away his arm wraps around her waist and pulls her back in and says, “Stay close.”

Chapter 23

He tells her to stay close and soon they're drowning in a deep kiss, it feels so sweet like she is being eaten by him, and she is so melted by his kiss that she literally loses strength in her body and he has to support her. He calls her cute for not being able to walk and she says she wishes she could make it to where he can't walk either. Ellis takes her to the bathroom and runs the water for her causing the maids to fuss when they see them both covered in blood, so he explains that they were attacked while at “work”.

He leaves Kate in their care while he goes to bathe elsewhere and hands them ointment to put on Kate's wound after she's finished bathing. In the bath, her fatigue melts away and she feels a bit guilty that she thought he was going to take her back to his room, and thinks that if the maids hadn't come he would've bathed her himself, but realizes that everything he's done for her was out of kindness.

After the bath, she drinks warm milk with Ellis and she tells him that from what she could hear from her abductor's, it appears they were after Crown, and Ellis says he believes it's the Privy Council. Kate is taken aback they Crown has to not only take up dark work, but has to deal with them too, and she wonders how she can save/help everyone at Crown.

When Ellis asks that if she is now worried about Crown, Kate says that it's because now she knows that there many saved by Ellis and Crown, in addition to it becoming important to her personally. Kate soon begins to doze off and Ellis rests her head on his chest. Ellis says it's up to them now to put an end to this, so he can continue to kiss Kate and be happy. Kate drowsily laughs that even though Ellis is finally acting selfish, he is still Ellis.

Ellis: “…...Such a happy sleeping face”

Ellis: “Hey, Kate...”

Ellis: “You'll be the happiest tomorrow.....or the day after tomorrow.”

Ellis: “Or.....now.”

Gently, Ellis' hand goes around Kate's neck.

Ellis: “You're neck is so thin.” If he were to wrap his large hand around it he could surely tighten his grip easily.

Ellis: “.....” He hesitates for a few seconds and then removes his hand from her neck.

He apologizes because he probably won't be able to keep his cool in front of those who hurt her.

Jude: “.....she's sleeping rather conveniently?”

Jude, who was leaning against the doorway of the common room watching the entire scene play out from around the time that Kate fell asleep, snickers at Ellis. Ellis smiles and admits that he slipped a little something into her milk to make her sleepy, and Jude watches Ellis as he picks Kate up gently like she were a broken piece of furniture, and Jude looks on in dismay. He tells Ellis that he will have to work hard to make up for their silly it quarrels, and of course Ellis fully intends to do so. A few hours later.....

A man from the Privy Council reports to the Queen that a civilian that had been involved with Crown's activities had been slaughtered, and as the man lectures how dangerous they Crown is to society, the Queen remains silent behind her veil, not replying once. Jude pops up and says, “You're the one who doesn't understand. We just learned that you paid bail in order to have her kidnapped by that gang. I've just reported it to her Majesty along with the evidence.”

The privy council member is like WHAT?! Jude continues that her Majesty is angered over his use of people in his political disputes, so Jude says that he requests his retirement from the council and that he go into hiding. Holding up a royal decree from the Queen, the council member gets upset and yells that she beg she change her mind about the unjust order due to how much work he's put in for England. Jude asks if the man shouldn't be the one to reconsider, the man calls out the Queen, but she doesn't respond.

After exiting the audience chamber, Jude purposefully dishevels his hair that had been fixed in place, and sighs that the Queen only ever shows up and gives orders through letters, hiding behind her veil.

Ellis shows up and said that he had permission from Victor, Jude said yea they need to make an example of them (privy council), and Ellis says that he wants to wait just a little longer and Jude says that he can do whatever he wants.

The end of the chapter opens to memory of the day he killed his brother on the hill, and he says that he remembers what he was thinking when he plunged the knife in his chest – that he and his brother resigned themselves to the fact that they could never have this happiness again. That's why he (his brother) wished it would end, and Ellis decided to end it, but as much as Ellis wanted to kill him, he wanted the rest of the story.

The scene cuts to the council member who abducted Kate vomiting blood, and crawling on the floor. Ellis thinks to himself, there's nothing you can do about it even if you run away. It should've been a sight that made him feel sorry for the poor guy, and want him to put an end to him as soon as possible, but it doesn't hurt Ellis to see it tonight. For him, killing people is like polishing shoes, like a fisherman catching fish for work, and most of the time this work is for someone else, and with that premise anything is possible.

This too was his job for the night, but he doesn't kill right away because he doesn't want to. (Basically, he wants him to suffer for trying to harm Kate.) Ellis uses his ability to bind his hands together as if in prayer, and he finally stops moving. Moody Jude shows up asking how long it takes to kill one person, and Ellis said he had permission to make it last a little longer.

Jude: “Haaaa, look at this shit. What are you doing?”

Ellis: “A poison that melts your insides.”

So, apparently,.......Ellis coated his knife in this poison and cut/stabbed the guy with it.

Ellis: Life is so fleeting.

Jude: Ha, is your conscience botherin' ya?

Ellis: No, it's not that. I thought that if Kate's and the happy time I spend with her were so fleeting, I would....I'm afraid that if I don't make us happy right away, they will blow out like smoke. I've got to kill her before that....I'm in a hurry.”

Chapter 24

Ellis and Jude are still speaking while in the room with the corpse…..

Jude: ……I feel sorry for the princess.

Ellis: ….I guess so.

Ellis: But, I can’t let go anymore…..

Ellis: …..I wish we could be happy every day.

Jude: …..Idiot.

Jude’s face is filled with dismay when he grabs Ellis by the chest and pulls him close to his displeased face.

Jude: Unlike in the past, where ya did what ya were told, and killed as many people as ya could like you were polishing shoes.

Jude: Ya got your hands dirty tonight because of that irrational desire of yours.

Ellis: …….yeah.

Jude: Even if ya take some one’s life away, you’re not willin’ to give up your worthless happy life.

Ellis: …..yeah.

Jude: Ya can’t get return the life that’s taken.

Jude: You’ve killed so many people, it’s absurd that only I and the ones you care for haven’t been killed by an unreasonable force.

Jude: There’s no one who’ll listen to your sweet talk.***

Jude: If that’s the case, then I guess I’ll just have grudgingly work twice as hard to protect what you’ve taken.***

Jude pushes Ellis away and he stumbles backwards.

Ellis: ……

Jude: …..say somethin’ ya creep.

Ellis: I’m sorry, Jude. I was surprised when you said, “I’ll protect your happiness.”

Ellis was surprised with Jude’s word’s, maybe since the very first time he told Ellis that he didn’t care if Ellis killed him.

Jude: Noisy. That’s not what I think.

Jude: You’re too crazy to understand yourself, so I explained it to you.

Ellis: Sure….that sounds right.

Ellis thinks about what Kate told him about wanting to bind the people he loves in their happiness and how it fits perfectly.

Ellis: …..This time I’m not giving up the rest of the story.

Jude: Ya can’t even take care of her that well.

Ellis: Oh, I haven’t forgotten my promise to you Jude.

Ellis: Jude, I’ll work with you until you’re at your happiest, don’t worry.

Jude: Of course not. If you abandon your duties, I’ll charge ya, even if you die.

Those caught up in the fate of the thorns have increased to two. (So, why is my chest so warm?)

Ellis: Oh, but I hope Jude will be happy before Kate.

Jude: Yea???

Ellis: I’m sure that when I kill Kate, I too will be the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. So, we’ll probably die together.

Ellis isn’t really interested in fate, but if he must meet it his end and be “destroyed by justice”…. He wants that be done by Kate.

Jude: ….You’re as crazy as ever.

Jude: Then I’ll bury ya both in a field of flowers.

Ellis: Thank you. I’ll see you then.

Ellis: Ah….bury us as closely as you can.

I smiled, happy to hear that, and Jude looked at me with a creeped out look on his face.

The next morning, Kate prepares breakfast for Ellis and Jude since she wants to make up for sleeping while Jude was out stopping the mastermind behind her abduction. Kate thanks Jude for taking care of things, and he says that she doesn’t have to thank him because he’s going to work her hard for it, and the “shitty” tea she was trying to serve him wouldn’t cut it.

Ellis says he’ll pay Jude back with her, and when she asks what Ellis was doing yesterday while she slept, he lies and says he was resting too. Jude essentially covers for him by calling him a useless assistant, and while Kate thought that Ellis would’ve been helping Jude, she let’s it go. Kate asks Jude what his work schedule is like and lists all the things she can assist him with, but he says she can write up the report about the incident because her month is almost up. Ellis says he will help her write the report since Jude relayed all the details to him.

Back in his room she types up her report, and Kate realizes that soon she will need to leave Crown soon, and with all the memories of Crown still vivid in her mind, she wonders if she could ever return to her normal life? While she did miss certain parts of her old life, she still wouldn’t be close to Ellis. Ellis interrupts her thoughts, and they take a break from typing while having tea together.

He asks Kate if she is happy living in the castle or does she want to go back to her peaceful life? She asks Ellis what would make him happy, knowing it’s a little mean of her to ask that question to him. He tells her, ‘whichever would make you happy’, or the old him would be saying that with a smile, but now he says to her with a smile, “I’ll make you happy…a hundred times more than you could be if you returned to your old life. Stay close to me.” Kate says that she wants to be with him.

Despite his tragic ending, she wants to love Ellis so he too can be happy. He asks her if he can touch her, and do more than that like kiss her, and she agrees. The tips of their noses touch, they smile and they lock lips kissing each other so sweetly that they feel debauched to the core.

Ellis: I want to make you feel good.……you may not have as much spare time as you think.

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Ellis: I want to make you feel good….you may not have as much spare time as you think.

Ellis urgently whispers behind Kate’s ear, tangles his arms around her and carries her to the bed, and strips her while kissing the back of her leg. His lips slowly climb up and touch inside her thigh which cause her to cry out. He says she has such a pretty voice as he kisses the same spot over and over again. His arms wrap around her back and he says that he can’t take it anymore, and asks her for permission, to which she says she wants to be loved more by him.

So, Ellis sinks himself into her and she cries out, and he apologizes if it hurts her and pulls his hips back, and pushes in again. Kate thinks this is what it means to be fulfilled. As Ellis thrusts his body, wet sounds overflow from the movement, and he calls Kate pretty because her face is bright red. Kate is a little made at Ellis because he is teasing her, and he comments that she’s cute when she’s sulky and angry, and that now they are together, he wants to see this face so many times.

He tells Kate to be more filled of him and he asks her if she feels so good that she could die? She hooks her hands around his waist and strokes his hip bones and tight flanks, his back is supple like a wild beast. He says that while touching Kate’s smooth skin feels good, it also feels good when he is touched. Still, he wants to bind his loved ones with happy times, by his own hands.

Ellis: “Maybe, that’s my desire from the curse of thorns.”

Their hands are still clasped together as they press against the sheets.

Ellis: Thus, I will bind you to me forever.

In the name of thorns, “happiness” entangles Kate.

Ellis: I love you, Kate.

Kate: You can tie me up if you want…..I don’t want to leave you either, Ellis.

Ellis: If I make you feel good enough, you won’t be able to stay away from me either, will you?

Her heart flutters as Ellis presses into even deeper layers of her body where their heat connects. His wet tongue digs into her ear as he thrusts into her body, leaving her with little option other than to moan into his strong chest. Kate wakes up in the middle of the night, the sheets are a complete mess with traces of their love making, finds Ellis getting something to drink. Ellis asks if she wants something to drink too, and when she says yes, he seals her lips with his and pours the water into her mouth, and asks if it’s tasty.

Kate is embarrassed and Ellis asks if she wants one more drink with a smile, which she can’t refuse. “One more,” she says. They discuss going on a picnic and Ellis says this time, he may not be able to resist kissing her, so Kate wonders if he wanted to kiss her the last time they went on a picnic and for just how long did Ellis contain his love for her in his secret box. She decides not to ask since she wants to get to know him more slowly, so she suggests they have a picnic in his room so he can kiss her as much as he wants, and he agrees to it.

Chapter 25

If life were a fairytale, it would be easy to be happy. You could truly be in love with some one. Most fairy tales conclude like this, “They lived happily ever after.” But the truth is, the story doesn’t end even if you love some one. Happiness is like the twilight that ever changes, you hold it in your heart forever and never let it go, but you never get the same moment back. That’s why -

At the dining table, Jude points his thumb at William and says he’s got a problem with him, because he used Kate as bait (Not me thinking back to that one first SE where you left her in the open as a target, but ok). Kate thinks about how Jude persistently thinks about something both Kate and Ellis have completely forgotten about, so Kate and Ellis say that somehow they get the feeling that William knew she would be safe, and Jude contorts his face and says: You guys really….. But doesn’t say anything more about it and William laughs saying he was prepared to be denounced or have a knife pointed at him.

There’s a discussion about Jude signing an employment contract with Kate, and Ellis offers to show her the ropes, to which Jude sighs. William says the couples conversation is like listening to a pair of lovely birds chirping, and asks Jude if he agrees? He doesn’t answer, but Liam and Harry show up, and Liam asks what’s up with the good mood, and Harry says that he’s up to no good. William says that he’s just watched how the plot ends, and he is glad that Ellis was able to pursue his true desires. Harry at looks at the couple with a silent “Ah-ha” look, and William says he thought that Harrison would disagree, but he says he’s not so wild as to interrupt some one’s love life.

In the evening, Kate visits the palace to submit her report to Victor while Ellis waited outside. Victor gives her the choice to stay or leave, but to gain something means to discard something, he says while smiling wistfully. Still, he will make sure he choice doesn’t cloud her smile, and of course she chooses to stay. Kate wants to ask Victor a question, and he says sure.

Kate: Didn’t you originally intend to kill me, Victor….?

In response, Victor laughs and shakes his head.

Victor: I’m not going to play the good guy by making excuses after the fact.

Victor: Only, now I want you to be free to do as you will and have your own happiness.

Victor: Just as the same way I feel about the other Crown members.

After explaining what happened to Ellis, she says that she’s kept one more promise to Ellis, and that was getting Victor’s secret recipe to his scones. (LUCKY!) Now, they can bake the scones for the picnic in Ellis’ bedroom. They hold hands and walk back to the castle. Kate says that she’ll make Ellis happy and when he asks how much, she says enough that she will always make him happier tomorrow, and Ellis agrees.

Kate fell in love with an assassin, and that person wishes to kill her so much in her happiest moment. It’s a very deep and heavy love. If someone read their love story, they’d think it was tragic, but for her it was a once-in-a-lifetime love that was precious to her and that she chose of her own volition….

Kate wakes up in the morning, she stares at Ellis who is still asleep on her arm, and she wonders if it will go numb, but soon he is awake. They greet each other, and he kisses her forehead, and she happily kisses him on the lips, and says that it’s picnic day. He wakes up further with a surprised face because he thought he’d been dreaming. Ellis spins her around to where he’s on top of her hugging her, she shivers as a large hand explores her naked body, he takes off his shirt and they laugh together with their bare bodies wrap around each other.

They laugh with each other like they’re children and enjoy their scones and jam in bread. Tasting the jam they made together:

Ellis: Mmm, delicious.

Kate: Really?

Ellis pulls her cheek to him.

Ellis: Look….

Kate: Ah….

Ellis presses the sweet simmered fruit to her lips with his tongue. The jam sweetly pours into her mouth and numbs her tongue.

Ellis: ….Well?

Kate: Delicious….

Just a few moments ago, they were playing with each other like children in grassy fields, but as their lips touch each others, Kate recalls how they made love the night before evoking a sweet sensation. This moment has made her very happy, and looking up at Ellis she could tell that he feels the same way.

Ellis: Maybe now….

Kate: Happiest moment?

Ellis looks at her and nods.

Ellis: You look the most beautiful and happiest you’ve ever looked.

Kate: ….hehe, maybe.

This happiness may soon fade away. Then I want to end up happy before everything fades on it’s own. If you truly love some one and wish for their happiness, it may be a very natural feeling that wells up in your heart.

Ellis: I’m happier now than I’ve ever been in my life. Even…..

Kate: Even?

Still, you can’t give up the rest of the story. (Because I want to laugh with my Beloved for as long as I can.)

Ellis & Kate: Maybe, we’ll be even “happier tomorrow”……

As their voices overlap, a smile comes up on their lips, and they laugh.

Ellis: Someday, I will kill you.

Ellis: So….for now, let me kiss you.

-What is happiness? It is like a twilight sky that changes it’s color as soon as it’s seen. It holds onto your heart and never let’s go, yet you can never have the same thing again. So, tomorrow I will show you a more beautiful twilight. The day after tomorrow and the day after that.

So that eventually, when we’re assured of the greatest happiness, the two of use will stop time and become eternal together.

Until then…..happy days will fade and be repainted, with you.

Fin.

***Please take these two lines with a grain of salt. I didn't research them thoroughly, but the line about Jude protecting Ellis' and Kate, I believe is relatively accurate because Ellis' line confirms and interprets Jude's line as meaning that he will protect their happiness, and this in Jude's true nature - wanting to protect others.

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Oh, Sweet Child of Mine (Pt. 2)

Masterpost, Part 1

Platonic Whitebeard Pirates & Reader-Insert (with glasses)

Warnings: Platonic Yandere behavior and yes, the kidnapping is still actively occurring. If yandere content disturbs or otherwise unsettles you, I deeply suggest you do not read this series and block the tag "oh sweet child of mine" as well as "one piece yandere". Though mostly framed in a humorous way, it is still very toxic and problematic behavior that you should, in no way, entertain in real life from anyone.

Stay safe and enjoy.

Word Count: 1,540 (would be longer, but I didn't want to have this transitionary chapter be squished in with meeting Whitebeard and settling in)

When you became a marine, you had considered what you would do if you ran afoul of pirates. Assuming they didn’t kill you outright, that is.

In none of these imagined scenarios did you picture yourself awkwardly curled up in a med bay on one of the ‘junior’ Moby Dicks. As it turns out, Fire Fist and The Phoenix were running a small supply run simultaneously to another junior vessel since none of the surrounding islands could accommodate the Moby Dick herself—the Yonko ship being so absolutely massive for her crew and captain. A young man with a blue mask over his eyes ‘Masked Deuce’ was wiping your face and inspecting your nose for any damage that hadn’t been healed with a critical eye. Fire Fist was somewhere else—likely getting food for himself if his gluttonous behavior was any indication—while The Phoenix appeared to be starting your medical file.

That… was probably not good. The slim possibility that you were going to just be ransomed seemed to dissolve with every scratch of ink he added.

“Well, aside from some possible malnutrition and exhaustion, you seem in good shape. Not what I’d expect of a marine in these parts, though I guess they didn’t care too much about your physical condition.” Deuce placed a firm hand on your shoulder and smiled. “If you’re interested, we can get you into good shape in no time! Or maybe you’re interested in pursuing something else? Oyaji has plenty of resources we can use.” You couldn’t help but grimace and tug on your hat.

“I uh… I’m a marine?” You said, wincing at the questioning tone. “I didn’t enlist for the uniform, you know… I… I’m supposed to try and arrest pirates. Not… join them.” You explained awkwardly. Deuce just laughed while The Phoenix snorted softly.

“Everyone adjusts differently. You’ll love it here eventually.” Deuce winked before handing you a set of clothes to change into. The shirt was emblazoned with Whitebeard’s Jolly Roger.

You were rather at a loss for words. You… well, you couldn’t exactly fight them. You knew that. But you felt rather like the world had tilted dramatically the other way on it’s axis while you weren’t looking. The only way this could get more bizarre is if Fleet Admiral Sengoku called you and congratulated you for the successful adoption and your new, very criminal, pirate-Yonko family.

“Bring-ring. Bring-ring. Bring-ring.”

Oh god, you weren’t ready!? Please no?!

Horrified, you scrambled to pull the snail from your pocket, The Phoenix sliding up and leaning on the bed as you answered.

“Ensign—”

“Where the hell are you?! Ensign Williams was found, thoroughly beaten mind you, on the ground! You were assigned to be his partner!” You almost wept with relief that you were just getting torn a new one.

“A-Ah—W-Well, I-I attempted to flee with Ensign Williams when The Phoenix was spotted with Fire Fist but was… very unsuccessful.” You admitted lamely as one of the men responsible for your plight gave a placid smile, his eyes fixed on you with a horrifying intensity. Though you had no idea what for. If he was pissed you answered, he was more than welcome to take the call himself at this point.

“And why not, Ensign?! Your orders were quite clear!”

“Because I was captured instead?” The snail sputtered.

“Then escape and return to base!” The operator screamed. You were nearly in tears, your day successfully having gone from bad to absolutely the fucking worst.

“How?!” You whispered in horror, practically seeing the dry response in The Phoenix’s eyes.

Run and I will scoop you up with my talons and fly you all the way to Oyaji myself.

The receiver was plucked from your hands and you were torn between thanking your captor or trying to get it back. In the end, you did neither.

“I’m afraid that won’t be happening. Feel free to mail us their last paycheck because they won’t be returning. Consider this their resignation.” The snail blanched.

“On who’s authority, you filthy pirate!”

The Phoenix grinned, all teeth and eyes narrow, sapphire slits.

“Their new big brother.”

It would almost be inspiring how confident he sounded if he didn’t say it like he was declaring that your kidney would taste delightfully delicious.

Any response was cut off by him lifting up the transceiver shell and crushing it with his bare hands.

His smile turned much more friendly as he set the traumatized snail down, but the edges still seemed… feral. He ruffled your hair, knocking off your marine cap in the process.

“Get changed and wash up properly before dinner. It’ll be a few more hours before we meet up with Oyaji. Ace will make sure it’s burned.” Overwhelmed and horrified, you couldn’t help the slight whimper.

“…but I like my uniform.”

The Phoenix paused, giving you a slightly pitying smile as he gave you a side hug, blue fire flickering over the both of you. Any other circumstances, it would feel warm and reassuring.

“I know it’s a lot, kid. But you’ll be fine, I promise.” He paused looking down at you. “The hat’s gotta go, but, I tell you what, how about you keep this, yoi?” He tugged the blue neckerchief loose and placed it on top of your ‘new’ clothes.

Against your better judgment, you were a little touched at the suggestion.

What is your life now? You’ve been kidnapped, forcibly made to join a Yonko crew, and now you feel touched because one of the commanders is letting you keep a token of your job?!

Whatever.

You’d just get issued a new uniform later.

If you ever get away from this crazy ass band of pirates.

“I do like the color…” You added lamely, unwilling to push the argument considering how laughably easy it would be for him to force the issue. And then you’d have nothing left of your own.

“I like the color blue, too, yoi.” You looked at him with a frown. Glancing at his shirt.

“Not purple?” The Phoenix blinked, surprised at your dry response before chuckling.

“Alright, sassy pants. Get marching.” He smirked, shooing you to the bathroom to get changed. Flush and embarrassed, you escaped before he could say anything else.

Now… did your new pants even have pockets big enough for your animal treats?

--*--

Surprisingly, the new clothes fit well. Roomy enough that you didn’t get weirded out that they had your exact size but small enough that it wasn’t going to fall off of you anytime soon.

Your marine blue neckerchief was tied around your right wrist. The only part of your uniform you got to keep besides your shoes.

Any blood was gone from your hands or face but Fire Fist still felt the need to inspect them, playfully pinching your nose to see if it hurt still. Upon seeing that you were in perfectly fine shape, and freshly clean, he beamed.

“I can’t wait for you to meet Oyaji, he’s going to be happy to have a new kid running around. It’ll be a while before you get assigned to a division, but don’t worry, they’re all pretty great! Well, not as great as mine, but still!” Fire Fist laughed boisterously as The Phoenix rolled his eyes, lightly smacking Fire Fist’s head.

“They gotta get used to the crew first, Ace. Don’t jump the gun so quickly or you’ll hurt their feelings.”

Ah yes. Their biggest concern in this whole debacle.

Your feelings.

Cause fuck the law, that’s why. And everything else for good measure.

But also your feelings, because if that was actually a concern they would have left you with your asshat partner and a bloody nose.

… your previous circumstances does not, in fact, justify kidnapping and forced recruitment.

You are a marine damnit! Maybe not a strong one, or even a great one (yet), but there has to be a line somewhere!

“Ahah~! Right, sorry! Here, we’re having soup! It’s not as good as Thatch’s food, but we’re getting back too late for dinner so it’ll have to do. He’ll want a little more warning to pull out all the stops anyway.” Fire Fist laughed, handing you a bowl of hot soup. It smelled good, but despite your hunger, you were still a little thrown.

“…Does he often want to impress captives?” You whispered, more to yourself than anything. Fire Fist paused and actually flushed, laughing to himself.

“Sort of, yeah. He kept trying to feed me while I tried to kill Oyaji for over a hundred days, you know!” You blanched, horrified.

You had forgotten that little tidbit, although most of Fire Fist’s recruitment into the Yonko crew was a mystery, you had overheard that bit.

Suddenly, your prospects of getting out of this scot-free seemed… unlikely.

If being a marine isn’t a deterrent, and neither is many murder attempts, then what the hell could get you out of this? Fire Fist kept laughing as you caught The Phoenix’s eye.

He seemed darkly amused and very much aware of your predicament.

He clapped your shoulder reassuringly.

“Don’t worry about it so much. You’ll figure it out.”

Somehow, you don’t think he was talking about escaping.

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Broken Wings: A Broken Mind

Heeeeeyyyyyyyyy, guess whhhhaaaattt. I just finished writing the first fanfic of the broken wings au after I just said it would take awhile lol. I was lost on what to do for the start of this au and had no idea how to set things in motion UNTIL i finished reading chapter 12. When I finished reading it I was like "MC sees a horrible murder and is spiraling in feelings of not only herself, her morals, but also her soon to be lover?! Oh yeah. It's all coming together." So, with inspiration and stuck with the feelings of how my MC (Belle) is going through, i grabbed my laptop and started binge writing all the way into one in the morning. So, naturally, it's gonna be really messy. But hopefully it's mostly messy where it needs to be messy. Same warnings as before, things can and will be inaccurate to the timeline so take it as a part of the au. This fanfic will be using my mc and fair warning. This fanfic does delve into some heavy mental health stuff so if you are sensitive about that kinda of stuff like mental breackdowns and such, do not read this fanfic. I also will be editting this periodically when I'm awake and not sleep deprived and can actual proof read my work so don't feel afraid to come back and read this. With that being said, Lets get into the fanfic.

There was so much going on. Belle couldn't make sense of the madness. Her mind was stained with the sight of blood, blinding her from what was going on around her. Her chest felt heavy. She could barely breath. She hear screaming and crying and........ Oh. It was her. She was the one screaming and crying. Her head hurt. Like someone was pulling her hair. Was she doing that? It got to much. She couldn't make sense of anything, she couldn't breath, she couldn't.... She collapsed, William catching her swiftly. He order Elbert to carry her back to the castle. She slept in his arms, though it was far from a peaceful sleep. In her sleep, she was piecing together what happened.

They went to kill the marquis who not only ran an illegal drug laboratory, but was also the one who reawakened the Golden Butterflies. It felt like it was all a trap but William had him right where he wanted him. He used his powers and froze everyone in the room, Belle included by accident. She watched as he taunted the marquis and called out all of his wicked deeds. She was furious at the marquis for all he had done, and she felt something she never thought she would feel. She wanted him dead. She wanted to see him wither and suffer for everything he had done. She even wanted to do it herself. She didn't want this and was screaming at herself in her mind, but it did silence the loud hatred. She was in shock when the deed was done. The voices were still screaming in her head. But when William mentioned the marquis's family was still in the mansion, she snapped and began screaming and crying. Conflicted by how she felt about herself, about William, about what happened, about what she believed, about everything. She was going mad.

She woke up the next morning, only feeling worse. She felt numb everywhere. Her mind, her body, her soul. The voices were still raging in her head but she couldn't listen to them. It hurt too much. She wouldn't get out of bed. She felt to weak and didn't want to talk to anyone. Whenever someone went to knock on the door and tried to talk to her through it, she remained quiet. She even refused to eat, even when they offered to take breakfast in her room. Everyone became worried about her. This wasn't like her.

"Is she even still alive?" Harrison asked. "I can still hear her breathing, so she's not dead" Roger confirmed. "Poor Belle, other than when she first came here, this is the first murder she truly witnessed." Liam sympathized though his tone sounded more like she just got rejected rather than she just saw some die. "Ugh. I swear she's being so dramatic. She already saw someone die and she knew what we were doing. I don't understand why she's so-" Before Jude could continue, William shot him a look that chilled even his spine. "N-never mind..." He muttered. They've never seen him this angry. Not even when he kills someone he despises. "Well, someone needs to go in there and talk to." Harrison said. "I agree." Ellis said. "I'd hate to see her so miserable." "Who would even go in there? She refuses to talk to any of us. Who would she-?" Elbert was interrupted. "I'll do it." volunteered William. "What?!" everyone exclaimed. Alfons interjected. "William, with all due respect, I don't think-." "Brilliant idea! William, you will go talk to Belle and make sure she's all right." Victor instructed. Everyone wanted to object, but they could how much William cared about her and how close they have gotten. And so they agreed.

Belle laid on her bed, under the covers, completely disheveled. She looked and felt like a complete mess. It felt like her mind was going to brake. Suddenly she heard a knock. "Belle, it's William." She froze. "May I come in?" he asked. She didn't know what to think. Her mind was running a thousand miles a second. She couldn't tell if she hated him, admired him, feared him or loved him. Her mind was so confused which worsened the madness she was in. She heard the door open as it was unlocked. When the footsteps grew closer, she looked up and saw him standing there with that gentle smile he always had. It was cruel. She tensed up, yet at the same time softened when she saw him. She didn't know what to think of him or any of this, but deep down she just wanted him by her side. She didn't want to be alone.

"My dear, tell me. What troubles you?" he asked. She looked away from him. She knew if she kept looking into his beautiful eyes she would fall apart. She remained silent. William gently cupped her face and directed her to face him. "Belle. I know you're in shock of last night. I'm sure there are a thousand things running through your mind. I thought we got rid of that little habit of hiding how you feel. It's not healthy for you to be trapped with all of these thoughts in your mind. Please Belle, say what you're thinking. I want to hear my little robins beautiful voice." he comforted. ".....I-I..........I........" Belle tried to say something. Anything. But any words there were to say were stuck. she felt a well of emotions fill from her inside and all she could do was cry. She began to cry so hard it felt like a plea. She instinctively threw herself onto him. He gladly held her tight and let her cry into his shoulder. He soothed and caressed her back as she began to cry harder.

"And here I thought you might finally hate-" "DON'T! Just...... don't say.... anything like that. Not right now." she whispered her plea to him. He smiled. "There's my robins lovely voice. Oh how sad is the that song you sing. It breaks my heart." William cooed. Belle sniffled, her breath hitched as she tried so hard to get air in her lungs from all of her crying. "I... I don't know where to begin. What to think anymore." She cried. "Oh Belle-" "I wanted him dead." William stopped. "I wanted him dead so bad. I wanted to kill him! I.... I felt horrible. I was horrible!" She sobbed. "Belle, don't" "And then his family! His poor family! They lost a father and a husband! How could I wish the death of someone with a family! I'm a monster! I-" "BELLE!" William shouted.

She became silent. "Belle, don't ever call yourself a monster. Don't even put yourself on the same level as me. You are not a monster and you never will be. Just because you wanted him dead does not make you a monster. You were angry and caught up in the moment. You're too good to call yourself a monster. I know you would never want to hurt anyone. It's not in your nature." He reassured her. Tears began to well up in her eye's as she began to sob again. There were still so many things running through her mind but she right now, she just needed to feel his warmth. Before William could start soothing her, she lunged at him and started kissing him madly. He kissed her back. He tried to kiss slowly and gently, but her kisses were too vigorous. She didn't care if she was a mess or that her kisses were sloppy. She needed him. She was chasing after something, anything to fill the void in her. And he was it. he was always there for her, he always made her feel special and gave her a voice. He was even here in her lowest moment. she needed this.

"mmhh....... mmmhhh....... Belle" He sighed. "I love you." she said desperately. William froze and quickly broke off from the kiss. "What did you say?" he asked. "I love you. I'm so, madly in love with you. I need you." she said. William stayed quiet for a bit, looking at her sadly. "Belle, you're not thinking clearly." "I am! I mean it with every fiber in my body I love you. I've wanted you for so long. I can't stop thinking about you and I know you know it. You know everything about me. You're everything, you're the very air I breath! I've never felt like this for anyone ever. You're my world." she said desperately, like her life was on the line. " Belle, please. I know you don't mean that." "But I do! I mean every word of it. Victor told me you would try to deflect it or push me away from you but you don't have to worry. I know why you do it. You're afraid of hurting me but I'm not. I know you would never hurt me. And I know you feel the same way. I can feel it! and I know you can too." Belle seemed like she was going a hundred mile an hour. William stuttered. "Belle.... I..... I don't" she froze. "......What........... What do you mean you don't. You don't what" "I..... I don't love you."

With those four words something snapped in her. Her face went blank. "I only ever did those things because it was what you wanted. I knew you wanted to kiss and explore me and I wasn't going to stop you. I knew it made you happy. I knew you would-" he was interrupted. "So you don't love me." she said blankly. "I......" "You did all of those things with me yet you didn't love me?" she said. "I..........." "SAY IT!" Belle screamed. "....... no.............." The room was quiet. It felt so tense. The silence was broken by a soft chuckle from Belle. It began to turn into a soft laugh, and then it grew louder. And louder. And louder. Until the room was filled with her unhinged, maniacal laughter. Tear began to roll down her cheeks and she laughed uncontrollably. "Belle..." William reached out for her. The wind was knocked out of him as she tackled him and began to strangle him.

"WHY WOULD YOU DO IT THEN!" she screamed, never tightening her grip but still held it steady. "I gave you all of me! I gave you my love, my body, my soul, and what?! it was just some game?! WAS I A JOKE TO YOU?! THE END OF THE PUNCH LINE?!" William tried to reach out to her "Belle..." "JUST SHUT UP!" She swiftly grabbed the knife he gave her from her holster on her thigh and held it against him. "Well, 'King of Villains', I won't let you hurt me or anyone else again!" She held her knife above her, ready to attack. "...Will this make you feel better?" he said. "What?" she questioned him. All he did was smile. "If this is the day you finally judge me for my sins, I won't stop you. I'll gladly accept my fate." he smiled. Warm as ever. She screamed "ENOUGH!" she lunged her knife into him. He groaned and winced at the pain coursing through his........ arm. He felt drops of water falling on his face. She was crying. "... I can't.... I can't do it. I can't kill you." She cried as she slumped, getting off from him. "Belle-" "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT! I don't want to hear a single word that comes out from your mouth!" She yelled. "... I'm leaving. I don't care what Victor and anyone else has to say, I am leaving. and that's final." She said as she left the room, leaving William to bleed.

***

After some time of discussing things with Victor, he agreed to let Belle leave the Crown early than expected, free from harm. Harrison was even there to confirm the truth that she would not speak of the crown or they secrets with anyone. As she she finished packing up, William was by her door. He looked like he wanted to say something, but he felt as though it was better not to say anything to her. He was right. As she left the room, she gave him the coldest, cruelest, and most hateful gaze he had ever seen. It hurt him more than he thought. Especially to see it from his dearest robin. Who once wouldn't even dare to utter a bad word let alone look at someone with such hatred. A carriage was prepared at the front of the castle. As Belle was ready to step inside, she looked back and saw everyone. They all looked like they wanted to say something. To shout and wave "Goodbye! We'll miss you!" or give her they're own personal goodbye. But there was something disheartening in her eyes. Like all of the love and joy in her was drained. It was like she was a shell of her former self. And so they all remained silent. Belle stepped into carriage and road off into the distance. It was the last time they would ever see her again.

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Ikevil. Part 2. Chapter 6 - 9

This is more notes than a full-fledged translation...

Kate is now "Crown's" personal "storyteller".

Victor just came up with this post.

From now on, Kate will live in this castle and act with the other members of the Crown. And the guys will keep an eye on her so she doesn't talk too much.

The girl will record their atrocities. This is a valuable resource for the study of the Curse + report to the Queen.

Harrison: It's just because you can't be bothered to do the report, so you're going to impose it on her....

And Victor... he doesn't even deny it. It's the "best" idea ever. He wants to show Kate the castle.

But the heroine makes a condition that within a month she will do her job, keep their secret for life, and they will let her go. "Please."

Victor... He seems to have just realized that his break from reporting will only last a month.

William notes that it is unusual to see Vic so surprised. It's hilarious William promises that she will be let go. Plus, he asks Victor to send notice to Kate's job, saying that she will be working at the royal palace.

Ahh... The guys are finally all introducing themselves. [I'll write again that most of the names Kate didn't know.]

The heroine who likes to go to the theater finally recognizes Liam. He's an actor.

After kissing her hand, Liam says he's looking forward to working together.

Harrison asks to be called either Harry or Harrison.

Harrison: I'm a cursed lying fox. ....False or true?

She can't read him. But she has a whole month ahead of her.

I take it that all guys have their own smell? Harrison smells like peppermint.

Alphons Sylvatica. [I hope I spelled his last name right.]

He's excited for the opportunity to "play" with the pretty Robin.

Elbert Greetia - Earl.

Elbert: ....Elbert. .....Greetia.

Elbert: ......Al, is she pretty?

Alphons: Yes, so are you.

Roger stands up for the girl's honor. He says the two are being rude to the lady.

Roger is a former doctor.

It's Jude and Ellis' turn to introduce themselves. Which Jude is not particularly happy about.

Victor asks him to be gentler, but the guy is adamant. What was Victor thinking when he used royalty to take over the common man.

But.... Kate is no fool and immediately realized that Jude is not cruel, but a tsundere...

(Ordinary person....)

(....Oh, are you defending me right now?)

Although he seems cold, he is a conscientious man.

Kate thanked him.

Jude: Poor thing, you were brought here by force. Do you want me to help you?

Jude: 'Сourse, it's a joke. Whaddaya mean expect me to do, hopeless?

Jude: Well, I wish y'all the best. Ya won't last a month before ya run away and get killed.

Even for the heroine, he speaks strangely. She thinks he's an immigrant.

Ellis says Jude acts that way with everyone.

Kate is more afraid of him than anyone else. It's too easy for him to offer to kill her.

Ellis works for Jude. Jude is the president of a trading company.

Victor notices that not everyone has revealed their "curses."

Victor wants to show a trick.

Liam is thrilled.

Harrison and Roger don't want to waste their time.

Alphons is happy to see a weirdo and a fool.

Victor needs an assistant. How about Elbert?

Elbert: ..... I don't want to....

Victor: Hmmm...I wonder why your sad profile is so appealing? What about Ellis?

Ellis agrees, as long as it makes Vic happy.

Ellis lies down on the table.

This whole situation is wild for Kate. They recently killed a man, and now they're laughing.

William notices the change in the girl's mood.

William: Are you afraid?

She calls him "Lord" again, ("-sama").

But he only wants to be "William." He wants a more informal relationship.

The heroine agrees, but she adds "lord" to herself. William doesn't want to force her into anything.

William: Are you afraid of us?

Kate admits it. She'd be better off not knowing everything.

William: Do you want to know more?

Now yes, because she needs to earn the trust of the Crown members and fulfill her duties.

In the meantime, Victor showed a trick. Ellis survived the rain of knives.

Not everyone was happy with the trick. Mostly everyone called out Ellis's good physical ability and reflexes.

But Victor was not upset that few people appreciated his talent. He offered to show the girl the castle.

Victor also asks to be called by his first name, without using "lord" (-sama). He is sad that William was able to get informal treatment and he was not.

Vic shows the heroine the common room, the infirmary and laboratory, and the ballroom. But balls are rare here.

Kate's room.

No one knows, but Kate has been practicing writing on a typewriter.

Victor senses that there is something fateful in Kate's arrival at the castle// She is destined to be here.

He also warns not to let anyone in this room.

[Grandpa says: ]

Victor: Leaving anyone in this room is like giving up your body.Be careful.

Victor thanks Kate for trying to talk to them.

Advice from Victor:

After a month, if you want to get back to your normal life.... Don't let it steal your heart.

Victor: Right. Cursed are destined to meet a tragic breakdown.😀

Victor: Do not fall in love with them if you wish for the kind of happiness that pure maidens dream of.

/It's absurd for her now.

But if the fate is like that...

Victor: Darkness will gladly accept you.

And so began her sinful life.

Bonus [I don't know why, but let it be here.]

The heroine does not use honorific suffixes for Harrison, Liam, William, Victor.

"-San": Alphonse, Roger, Jude.

"-Sama": Elbert.

"-Kun": Ellis.

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Ikemen Villains Prologue: Chapter 9

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Victor: Come with me, Miss Robin. Be sure not to wander off.

Victor: If you get lost in the darkness of the castle, you might never be able to come back.

After parting ways from the other members of Crown, I followed Victor out into the hallway.

Kate: Yes, Sir Victor.

Victor: Victor. I feel lonely seeing you call William by just his name, but adding a “Sir” in front of mine.

(... He and William are people of high authority that I shouldn’t be speaking to so casually.)

Kate: … Victor. Please, do show me around.

(I feel like I’m being rude.)

…

Victor: This is the common room. It is where everyone drinks, plays, parties, and holds war strategy meetings.

Victor: Oh, don’t touch the third glass from the left on the top shelf. Something dangerous will fly out.

(I wonder what will fly out… edged tools? Pistols?)

…

Victor: This is Roger’s research laboratory and infirmary. If you ever get hurt, this is where you’ll receive treatment.

Victor: Crown’s missions are often extremely dangerous. Fortunately, all of us are still alive and kicking. It's a miracle.

(Does this mean that going on life threatening missions is a norm for them…?)

…

Victor: This is the grand hall. Balls and evening parties are held here. But this castle is very special, so we rarely have guests over.

Victor: Even when it comes to servants, only a small number of trusted people are employed.

(If they go to such lengths to keep themselves a secret, why was the gate to that mansion left unlocked…?)

…

Victor: And this is your bedroom.

Kate: Huh…?

I was guided to a clean and classy bedroom with a white base tone, and it looked like it belonged to an upper class person.

Kate: Did another person live here before?

Victor: Nope. While everyone was introducing themselves, I had the servants prepare a room just for you.

(He did that in such a short while!? I didn't notice the presence of servants at all…)

Kate: … Oh.

I noticed a typewriter on my desk.

Kate: How did you know that I can use a typewriter?

No one knew that I had been learning and practising how to use one, so that I could help others write letters on their behalf.

Victor: Hm? Really? I didn't know. It's a pure coincidence. I only thought that a typewriter would make it more convenient for you to write your reports.

Victor blinked curiously at me, but it seemed like he was hinting at something.

Victor: A miraculous coincidence… that's the second one today.

(Second…?)

Victor: I have a feeling that it was fate that brought you here.

Victor: Well then, I shouldn't remain in a lady’s room for too long. Just ring the bell if you need anything.

Victor: Your personal maid will assist you. Ah, instructions are given through pen and paper.

Kate: … I understand. Thank you.

Victor: Also, many members of Crown lack morals.

Victor: Letting any one of them into your room might as well be considered equivalent to surrendering your body to him. Be careful with that.

(Does he mean they’ll attack me the very moment I let them into my room…?)

(They didn't seem like the type of men to be thirsty for a woman…)

Kate: I’ll bear that in mind.

Victor: Finally, I’d like to thank you.

Kate: Thank me?

Victor: Yeah. … Thank you for trying to communicate with us.

Kate: … I had an ulterior motive for doing that and it was to make you let me off.

Victor: You saw that scene with your own eyes, and yet you still wanted to communicate with us.

Victor: You thought we would be understanding, didn't you?

Victor: … Since that's your nature, allow me to give you a piece of advice.

Victor: If you want to return to your normal life after a month… don't let any of them steal your heart.

Kate: … Steal my heart?

Victor: That’s right. Those who've been cursed are destined to meet a tragic end.

Victor: If you’re looking for the kind of love most young ladies dream of, then don't fall in love with anyone here.

(Love…)

I was baffled by the sudden bringing up of that topic.

Kate: I’ve never thought of that…

Kate: I’m only here to prove myself to be trustworthy and go home after I’ve done exactly that.

Victor: … That's what you deserve to have with your wings of freedom.

Victor nodded and narrowed his eyes.

Victor: However, if you decide that you want to share their fate, you are more than welcome to enter the dark side.

That alluring smile made me shudder.

Victor: … Good night, Kate.

Kate: Good night, Victor.

And thus, the sound of my room door closing marked the start of my life full of sin.

…

If life were a fairytale, it’d be easy to be happy, as long as you don't do the wrong thing.

Such as entering a forest that's off limits, opening a door you shouldn't, knowing a forbidden secret, and—

Falling in love when you shouldn't.

However, a world of darkness opened its doors to me one night, inviting me to peek into its depths.

If I touched the fingertips of the hand beckoning me

to go closer — what would happen to my heart and body?

I was certain that there would be a major change in my life.

The consequences of breaking the unspoken rule to not do anything wrong.

— It was still unknown to me.

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As a certified Elder Geek, I have been exposed to gaming products over a lot of years. Many of them haven't aged well. But there is a special place in my heart for roasting things that someone, somewhere, should have asked some hard questions about before they ever saw print.

Welcome to the first installment of Elder Abominations, a look at old RPG books where they should have known better.

Our first contestant comes from fallen industry titan TSR, and comes with a little backstory. But first:. The cover!

Fuck yeah! Scary dude floating in space and smashing bubble helmets! And that other guy looks like a budget wolfman! I'm fuckin' sold!

So, the origins of the Buck Rogers XXVc roleplaying game are amazingly mercenary. To assist me, I shall call upon the credits to the book. Also, keep in mind that the people below worked on this book, and maybe could have thought things through. I'm not trying to divine their intentions behind the book, and make no claims about that. All I know is what's on the page.

That's 1990, which can only have been about fifteen years ago, right?

Oh, right, I forgot. Never do the math about how old you are.

In 1990, Gary Gygax had been forced out of TSR and Lorraine Williams was the new boss. There's a lot of backstory I'm eliding here because it's not germane to the issue at hand. (Also, there are books you can read! I'm currently reading The Game Wizards.)

Williams is relevant here because of something buried there in the credits. "Buck Rogers and XXVC are trademarks used under license from The Dille Family Trust." The Dille Family Trust owned the rights to Buck Rogers. And you know who one of the major beneficiaries of that trust was?

That's right, Lorraine Williams. She had TSR try to create a franchise so she could double dip on the profits. It was not a smashing success, but Younger Elder Geek me didn't know or care about any of that.

The franchise did spawn an RPG boxed set, a handful of sourcebooks and adventures, and a couple of Gold Box style computer games by SSI. Loved those.

I did (and still do, somewhere) have a copy of the box set, as well as today's victim. Pictures are from a PDF, because it's just easier.

The elevator pitch is great. "What if we did a kinda hard sci-fi version of Rayguns and Rocketships? The aesthetic is all fishbowl helmets and Cadillac fins on spaceships!" Fuckin' rad. And they just lifted the mechanics wholesale from AD&D, with THAC0, descending armor class and all.

But. This book.

Perhaps my fascist sense is a bit overdeveloped, but this book bothered even the Tiny Elder Geek. Let us just say that someone on the design team had opinions.

I will grab our examples from one small section of the book, because synecdoche. Here's a bunch of NPC groups your heroes can interact with!

Huh. The super-virtuous good guys are called the Libertarians. I'm sure that's just a bit of fluff. Let's take a look at this Green Earth group?

Oh, cool. Ecoterrorists. And, no. There is not a group of good guy environmentalists to work with. And these guys don't get along with...

Wait, what? The Sixth Fucking Reich? Okay, so they absolutely have to be bad guys, right? Everyone loves punching or shooting Nazis, right?

Um. "Realm of Earth to come?" They're... Space pirates? Known for... being good at pirating? No acknowledgement in any way that the name might raise eyebrows anywhere, ever? I am utterly baffled as to why anyone would choose to do that, ever, in a published product.

No, I'm sorry. That is a lie. I know pre-fucking-cisely why someone would choose to do that.

Also, behold the art. Good enough, except for the fact that it definitely previously appeared in the core set. You know, the books you would absolutely need to have in order to use this book for your game? And, also, definitely not in line with that raygun aesthetic.

Last picture, I promise. We need a moustache-twirling villain. Dude needs a name. I'm sure it's a very subtle reference that...

Oh.

All of that in a mere ten pages of this book. Commies and hippies bad, rugged Libertarians good, and Nazis? Meh, they're okay.

I highlight this because this shit is pernicious. Unlike RPGs of today, this shit was squarely aimed at kids. This is stuff that gets in your head to help form your politics before you have a grasp of what politics even is.

And, while it's among the worst I've seen from TSR, it's not the worst I've ever seen. Perhaps that will be another day.

#XXVc #Elder Abominations #rpgs #antifascism #0/7 do not recommend

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Outlander: A Practical Guide for Time-Travelers (7x07)

Dun dun dunnnn!

Cons:

I will say, I thought giving William a cheery, jokey bff in the army was a little transparent. The second this dude opened his mouth I was like "ah, he's about to die so William can learn the true horrors of war." I didn't dislike everything with William in this plot thread, but it's probably the least I've cared about adult William since we met him; he's more interesting to me as he relates to the interpersonal connections of Jamie, Claire, and Lord John. Big surprise there.

I feel like they made Rob Cameron just a little too pushy and sinister? In the books I think there was just a little more time to get to know him as a purely innocuous figure, so here it's like we barely know him and now he's pushing in for dinner invitations and asking questions about Roger's papers, like... it's pretty obvious pretty quickly that something's up. I don't know how I would have solved for this, but just thought I'd mention it. The pacing also kinda made the Buck thing a little less impactful, just because we go from "what the hell are you doing here" to "I forgive him, he's Cousin Buck" so immediately. It also made me miss Roger having a huge scar on his neck and difficulty speaking clearly. That's such an important character trait for him in the books, that he never fully recovers from his near death by hanging. I get why for practical reasons they cut it out, but I think it makes his relationship with his ancestor more compelling if the evidence of his close call is still there in every word he speaks.

Pros:

So, despite thinking William's friend was a bit of an obvious ploy, I do think it was really smart to have this whole interaction happening from William's perspective. We've been told that Jamie doesn't ever want to face his son on the battlefield, but then here we see Jamie go off to fight, and yet we see none of the actual fighting from his perspective. William doesn't know his secret father is on the other side of this conflict. I thought it was a cool way to change it up, to have everything be from the British perspective in the conflict itself, just to pan to the shot of Jamie lying, evidently injured, on the battlefield right there at the end.

Jamie and Claire didn't have a ton to do in this episode, honestly, but I love that we're continuing the voice over bits being connected to the letters home to Bree and Roger. That works so well. And the scene where Jamie realizes Claire needs glasses because her eyesight isn't what it used to be? Adorable! One of those precious scenes from the book that I'm so glad they decided to keep in.

As has been my refrain this season so far, I'm finding the 20th century plot thread really compelling! I saw some people saying they didn't like the Bree and Roger sex scene, but I thought it was pretty good and steamy. And it worked as a sort of distraction, where you have Rob and Buck both in this story as potentially complicating factors. Do either of them mean Roger and Brianna harm? In what way? And then as Buck warns Roger that Rob seems interested in Brianna, and she brushes off that concern, we get this affirming moment of love and connection for them as a couple.

And then... bam, plot twist, Rob flirting with Brianna wasn't really the issue at hand. So even with me wishing the Rob thing had been less obviously telegraphed, I did think that was a clever way to obfuscate the exact nature of the conflict he was going to provide. Unless you've read the books, you genuinely wouldn't have any alarm bells going off when Rob talks about taking Jem to see the movies with him and his nephew. Pretty clever! Also, shout out to the little girl playing Mandy, she's doing a wonderful job, I really felt her fear and distress when she woke up after her nightmare about Jem.

So yeah, in all, I'm excited about where things are going! I remember a lot about the craziness of the rest of this book/season and I think the second half of season seven might be the most excited I've been about Outlander since the early days. A lot of scenes that I remember and adore from the books are likely to be coming up soon!

8/10

#review #outlander #outlander review

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This guy's a huge prick he's saying all sorts of s*** about her son laid it all out blabbing, the judge caught wind of it our son said something he saw it it says you walked all the way here it's pretty far it's like 3 MI and you said you walk too far for no reason and find him the full amount this is pay by this day or go to jail he says I'm tired of getting jerked around by a criminals who have money and you say you don't and the guy is leaving and he's yelling because bring that guy back here would you since what are you yelling he said I'm yelling all the stuff about you and it was insults and threats and said just threatening a judge and I'm really elected and so on and I'm going to judge of the circuit Court of here and I'm here for threatening to judge and he had him arrested and the guys on trial for threatening a judge it's a felony and he can get 5 years in jail that's what's going on between them so imagine what the max are doing he said it's a good idea maybe people will see it because what they're doing here is b******* and just getting their skills and he smiles and says you're right about something I'm really to a floor nobody has anything but below he says so he's telling the judge they driving there with the ships little ones and they can get stuff and Intel and then they would find things like the matrix and expose it too big marmies of Max and others and he says wow that's not bad and how you going to do this it's like that idiot in the tunnel mug and shove it right up his ass. He was wow when does this start oh it's February 26th I think this is oh boy so he's seen it today and he said wow this guy's right it's working and he gets the shifts and he sits on it and they're actually going to be busy and they need to be keeps making clothes in the foreigners went in and it worked they don't fight each other and it's drawn through Spain for that eagles wow just china can't get it here. And it's on cuz they see it so the judge was happy about it and he's not happy about that dick he's trying to figure out what he's doing and saying he finally did and he said we're poor we can't do things so you came into my courtroom and you're f****** around with me and you're messing with him and I can't stand you so you get some out he says if you come back at me for me getting you out I'm going to take you down it was good so it's just f****** around with the judge and the judge put some back in there instead of staying there and it's a famous one and it's BG and VG says what am I doing wrong he says you're lying to the judge you're being a big a****** you're making a big deal out of something and you probably couldn't make it there and you didn't tell him the truth so he calls the judge and says I like to make a confession to you because then it says I walked there cuz I couldn't make it people blocking me I was irate and out of control and I couldn't control myself and I apologize the case is not that simple because they're saying it's Chris from Roger Williams and Roger Williams is a famous pirate and they're making me look a little like him and they want him to walk to court cuz he'll get a court thing in this bike won't work and so tons of people have seen him say it no but it got out later and the judge says I'll have to absolve you but you can't come after me so you can go after him is your own people right and he figures out who he is he says oh it's you it says his name a little and he says that's right so he's out again it's leaving him alone and he starts pointing at people who are messing with the judge this is why you doing that it's the difference to be close they can't help it and BG said the same thing and said do something else because I'm helping him and he said good and he worked on it together for a few days they saw sorts of things they didn't want to see now he likes the idea and they're going ahead with it since you been doing it for a long time and out of fear you would rather die than say they're all dying but this is something you can do when you're small now they're getting to it

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comfortscripts · 3 years

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May I Have This Dance? ¬ Steve Rogers

Plot - After retiring his shield, Steve's partner realises that he seems to be missing something.

Requested? Yes/No

Genre - ☁️️Fluff ☁️️

Note/Warning - Steve didn't return to Peggy after Endgame (I refuse to accept that ending honestly), I think this is GN but please let me know if I have used fem!pronouns, also the reader wears a dress in this so if you are uncomfortable with that be aware.

Word Count - 1.7k

After your husband Steve retired from the superhero living, life seemed dull in his eyes. You could see that his once vibrant baby blues had lost their sparkle, their joy for life.

Whilst him having more time meant that your relationship thrived, Steve was missing something and you were missing him being truly happy.

It was Sunday and a rule of the Rogers relationship is that Sunday was an "Old School Day".

No technology, no going to the city and no current news or media of any kind.

It took a while to get use to but you soon learned to love it because it meant that you had the whole day with your soulmate, no distractions. But today was different, there was one thing that had taken up your entire focus all day.

A few days prior, you were in line at the supermarket when you spotted a flyer.

DANCE YOURSELF BACK TO THE 40s!

Have you ever wondered what a 40s dance was like?

Well if the answer is yes, get yourself down to the Michaelton Hall this Sunday at 7:30pm

The cashier was a motherly looking woman in her late 60s named Dorothy, her family had owned the supermarket here since the 1920s and being a cashier here was her first job. Twice a week she would come down and "relive her youth" as her husband always jokes.

"I thought that might catch your eye" Dorothy spoke after watching you inspect the flyer. "The old music, the clothes and just that feeling of a simpler time. I'm hoping to convince William to take me but getting him to dress up like a princess is more likely than getting him to dance."

You laugh at the woman's joke but mainly at the idea of William in a frilly dress. William and Dorothy had been married for 52 years but the only time William ever danced with her was on their wedding night, a story that you thought was sad but Dora took it in her stride.

"Well I am thinking that this might be a good way to get Steve out of his funk, even for only a night" You say with a wistful look on your face whilst piling fruit into your shopping bag.

"What a wonderful idea my dear!" Dorothy exclaimed whilst scanning the final item "There is a quaint little vintage store about half a mile out of town, I am sure you'd find a dress to knock Steve's socks off"

Smiling at the woman, you hand her some cash before taking one last look at the flyer "You are like a fairy godmother Dora. Have a lovely day and hopefully see you at the dance".

By the next morning, you were keen to start prepping for the Sunday surprise. Giving your husband a kiss goodbye, you headed off to 'run some errands'.

First stop was buying the tickets, then that left you with finding the perfect 40s dress.

You headed out of town to the vintage store Dorothy mentioned but you were not prepared for how beautiful the shop was. Flowers in corners all over the place, fairy-lights decorated the clothing racks and old pieces of sparkling jewellery was displayed throughout the store.

You could have spent hours in there, it felt like a visual time machine but it seemed luck was on your side. As you strolled further into the store, you noticed a stunning pastel floor-length satin dress with light embellishments near the sleeves. That was exactly what you needed.

Everything was ready. Tickets were bought, dress was found and Steve's old military suit was ready to be worn. All you had to do now was keep it from your husband till Sunday.

Making it to Sunday evening was difficult, you had nearly exposed the plans twice but thankfully Steve believed the excuses you came up with. But now it was time to get ready.

"My love, guess what I found the other day in the attic" You call out to your super-solider husband. "Your old army uniform. Perfect condition as well".

Handing the outfit to Steve, you see his eyes light up with the memories of his time back in the 1940s. Although he looked only slightly older than he did the last time he wore it, it was like looking back in time.

"Wow, I didn't think I would ever see this again." He spoke caressing the material.

"Steve, do you think you could maybe try it on again? I would love to have a glimpse of what use to be the fashion" You asked carefully, trying to make sure he didn't suspect anything else.

A small smile graced his face. "Of course, I probably would have wanted to try it on either way" And with a laugh, he headed upstairs to suit up.

Whilst the super-solider was getting ready, you slipped into your dress and quickly slipped on an oversized shirt which made it look like you were wearing a long skirt and t-shirt. Applying a bit of makeup before double checking that your purse was ready with the tickets, car keys and some other essentials.

Hearing footsteps descend your staircase, you turn around to a fully suited and confident looking Steve Rogers. This man has managed to make you fall more in love every day for the past 6 years but in this moment, he took your breath away.

"You look so handsome. How did I ever get lucky enough to call you my husband?" You express as you reach up to lay the corner of his collar down. Even though you compliment your husband all the time, Steve still flushes a bit red at the sweet words.

Leaning in to give him a small kiss, you suddenly remember that you are on a time constraint. You pull back with a mischievous grin dancing on your face.

"Oh no, I know that face. What have you done?" Steve asks with a little chuckle. Instead of responding, you grab his hand and head out to the car. After instructing him to get into the passenger seat, you settle yourself in the driver's seat and start the car whilst Steve sits beside you watching like he was trying to solve a puzzle - the puzzle being you.

"I have a surprise for you but I am going to need you to put this blindfold on whilst I drive us there" With a grin on your face and your hand offering a silk blue blindfold to your incredibly confused but handsome husband.

Cautiously Steve reaches for the blindfold and puts it on, he would trust you with his life so why not trust you with a small surprise.

After driving for 15 minutes or so, Steve feels the car stop and turn off.

"Wait one second" You say before he hears you open your door.

Bubbling with excitement you quickly discard of your t-shirt, place some kitten heels on and apply a sultry shade of red on your lips before throwing anything you don't need in the trunk.

Walking over to Steve's side of the car, you calm your nerves slightly with a deep breathe. Opening the passenger door, you take a hold of Steve's hand and carefully guide him towards the entrance of the hall.

Sounds of Moonlight Serenade songs fill his ears as he enters, still completely oblivious to his partner's scheme. He notices that it is far warmer in this area and that he can smell a mix of perfume and whiskey.

"Okay baby, when I count to 3, you can take off your blindfold" You finally say.

"1"

"2"

"3"

As Steve removes the silk blocking his vision and is immediately hit with a feeling of nostalgia. The hall looked like something out of his memories; men and women dressed in 40s fashion dancing the night away, a small band playing all the most popular songs from the decade he yearned for, men who reminded him of Bucky trying to pick up girls at the bar.

Steve thought that he was blown away until he saw his Y/N. The person who made life worth living, who made everything seem light again. There they stood, looking like they had just walked off the silver screen from an old movie. Steve never really believed that he could live such a happy life but somewhere along the way, he must have done something right because now he is married to an angel.

Walking up to you, he placed his hands on your waist and looked deep into your eyes. Drowning in Steve's ocean blue eyes was a favourite past-time of yours but this felt more than that.

"I noticed you have been a bit down since you gave up the shield and I couldn't see you frown anymore." You whisper quietly as if you were nervous that this plan wouldn't work.

"I know I say it constantly but I love you, Y/N Rogers. Your kindness, your care, your effortless beauty, you." Steve recited, filling every word with pure love and appreciation. "Sometimes I think that I am no one if I am not Captain America or I don't belong in this world but you. You, Y/N, you made me realise that you are my home, not the past. You are the only one I need in this life-time or any other life-time because you taught me who I am beyond the shield."

Tears start to well up in your eyes as you hang off his every word.

"This dance is amazing but what makes me happy is that I get to spend tonight and every night with my soulmate" Steve takes a step back and extends his hand. "So, may I have this dance my darling?"

Reaching for his hand, you make your way onto the dance floor amongst the other couples. As the song dies down, Stella by Frank Sinatra starts filling the hall with a romantic atmosphere and you feel Steve place his hand on your hip before placing another in your hand. This was truly a night to remember.

As you sway with your husband, you let your eyes wander to the other dancing couples and near the centre of the dance floor, you spot Dorothy and William smiling and swaying like teenagers again.

All you can do is hope that you and Steve will be dancing together when you are old and grey.

#steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x you #captain america #captain america x you #captain america x reader #steve rogers fluff #captain america imagine #steve rogers fic #captain america fic #marvel imagine #steve rogers oneshot #captain america oneshot

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cherrytdatt · 3 years

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what a shame we're fucked in the head (au)

Pairing: peter parker x reader

Word count: ~1.7k

Summary: peter and y/n always find it easier to be fwb than assuming their feeling for each other

A/N: this was in my drafts for the longest time and i'm just getting rid of it. this is an au but they are still superheroes.

Warnings: drug use and mention of sex

"What up, loser?" you heard a familiar voice say behind you. You turned your head, recognizing his silhouette. "Abandoning the party?" Peter chuckled, sitting by your side on the edge of the building.

"Making my own party," you said with a weak smile, raising your hand that held a joint you lazily made a few minutes ago.

"Oh! And didn't call me?" he asked with an offended look.

"Sorry. I thought you were having fun inside," you said, passing the cigar to him.

"Sure. Cause seeing Banner and Rogers fighting over some mysterious hallucinogen that Banner's dad accidentally made on the lab is so much more fun than relaxing and talking to you," he took a pull of the cigar, without looking at you. You stared at his side profile, admiring every inch of his face. His eyes that were shining with the city lights, the small smirk that never left his face, the sharp angle his jaw made even when he was relaxed, and the curls that fell plainly on his forehead.

You and Peter had a lot in common, you were Stephen Stranger's daughter, and Peter was adopted by Tony Stark at the age of three. As everyone knows, those two were the most rich and arrogant superheroes to walk on this earth or any other planet. So you two understood how hard your life was growing up. Don't get me wrong, both were great parents, but they didn't think twice before pressuring you two to be the best amongst all the other superheroes' kids. Besides that, there were the absent parents, and all the ego fights that you two had to deal with daily.

"That thing's dangerous," you said, shaking your head. "Banner and Rhodes took that last week, and they blacked out for forty eight hours after almost jumping from the top of the Stark Tower!" Peter handed you the cigar.

"That would make my dad so happy," Peter said sarcastically, making you laugh, just thinking about the bad press that two superheroes' kids jumping from the most expensive building in New York would cause for Tony Stark. "These kids are crazy," he finished when your laugh faded out.

All the Avengers kids formed some type of clan that was known for excessive partying, drugs, and doing crazy shit around town that usually caused some sort of damage physical or financial. After all, be raised by babysitters while your parents fought against aliens and robots wasn't easy. You, Peter, Shuri, and Magni, Thor's son, were the only ones that tried to follow your parents' steps and become superheroes, but that didn't keep you from partying and doing crazy things sometimes. The difference was, You, Peter, and Shuri usually do it without drawing attention, and Magni did it on other planets.

"Cause you and I are not damaged by our dads 'jobs', right?" you looked at him.

"I rather not talk about it," Peter joked, and you laughed. "So, how is your life?" he asked, staring at the city view from Will Maximoff's penthouse, where the party was happening.

"Same old. Studying and being in the lab for hours, drinking, and smoking weed the rest of the time, sometimes studying and smoking at the same time. I don't even know anymore," you took a pull from the joint. Even though your dad's power was like some type of magic, he always made you study very hard and you two worked on your lab developing nanotechnology and other things to help the Avengers. Sometimes you worked with Mr. Bruce, Shuri, or even Tony although he wasn't your dad's favorite. "And you?"

"I'm spending my days at the lab, improving my suit," he shrugged. "And waiting for you to call me," he finished, looking at you, and you chocked a little.

"Waiting for me to call you?" you coughed. "You have my number. You can call me," you said, looking at him.

"I'm always the one that calls you," he said nonchalantly.

"And?" you asked, holding a smile.

"A man gets tired..." he scratched the back of his head, shrugging and looking away from you.

"You know I don't mind you calling me," you stated. "And you also know I'm not gonna get in the middle of your commitment issues," your voice was lower.

"I didn't have a commitment issue with you," Peter defended himself.

You two were more than friends, and that was clear to everyone that had eyes. Everything started on the night of your nineteenth birthday. Your parents were out of town, and you decided it was a good idea to close an entire club in New York to have the biggest party you could think of. After using almost every drug in the building, you still felt alone, and the only person you could think about was Peter. He was at the party, but you barely saw him. At 2 a.m. you called him, and you finally hooked up. But, unlike what everyone was thinking, your 'relationship' didn't go further than occasionally making out, sleeping together and then you two wouldn't talk for two or three weeks after that. You, obviously, liked him, but Peter never dated any girl for more than two weeks, so you came to the conclusion that, even with your feelings, this 'friends with benefits' relationship was the best you could do.

"Yeah, right!" you laughed. "And that bullshit you pulled out last year was your way of committing," you joked, remembering the day he showed up in your father's cabin, knowing you would be there alone, and left the next morning without saying a word.

"You know why I did that," he sighed.

"I honestly don't," you chuckled, looking at him, waiting for his excuse.

"You told me you wanted to be alone! I was there just to make sure you were okay and then did what you want," he explained, his hands moving around anxiously.

"Are you stupid or what?" you got up, not believing how someone so smart could be so oblivious.

"What?" he asked, confused with your reaction.

"I wanted to be alone with you, dumbass. That's why I texted you my exact location," you said, pointing at him.

"Oh!" he was honestly surprised, his eyes widened in realization.

"You are dumb..." you concluded, the corners of your lips going up, forming a smile.

"I'm not dumb! I'm just..." Peter got up.

"Hard to commit," you said, knowingly.

"Oh, shut up!" he held a laugh. "You are not that great either. I lost count of how many times you ghosted me or avoided me," he accused you, and your eyes avoided his because you knew you the times you ran away from him.

"Do you...uh..." you gulped, afraid of the damage that your next words could cause. Peter studied your expression, knowing you were struggling with your thoughts. You took one more pull from the joint, trying to gather all your courage. "Do you think we will work..." you glanced at him for a split second. "I mean... in the future... you think we could work... if we tried?" you stuttered, regret already filling your chest.

"I don't like parties, you know?" Peter said, and you looked at him. Half confused and half cursing yourself for asking anything. Was he changing the subject just to avoid the question? "I mean... I like them sometimes but not every weekend," he said, looking at the buildings around.

"It's not what it looks like since I only bump into you at parties," you said with a weak smile.

"That's because I go to all the parties you go," he confessed. "When you're out of town or just at your house, I spend my night working in the lab or fighting small crimes in town," he glanced at you. You looked at him, not fully understanding what he was saying. "What I meant is..." he stared at you, and you felt the air being pulled out of your lungs by his intense eyes. "I really like you... and I hope we can work things out when you're ready," he smiled.

"Hey, Parker!" William Maximoff called, and both of you looked at him. "It's your turn on the beer pong," he yelled.

"I'm coming," Peter laughed at him, and the boy walked back inside, laughing, with some girl you didn't know, pulling him by his hand. "I'm going in..." he told you in a low voice, and you looked at him again.

"Yeah... okay," you muttered, the things he said still being processed in your head.

He stared at you, and you felt in his eyes that he was pondering on doing something. Peter took a step towards you, his face a few inches from yours, and you looked at him, feeling his hot breath in your mouth. You parted your lips, already anticipating what was coming. Peter's hand came to your face, touching gently your cheek, his eyes staring deeply into yours. You moved your face up, finally ending the distance between you two. You moved your hands to his neck, tugging at his hair, feeling his soft lips against yours, and he held your waist with his free arm. The kiss started slow but soon became needy and eager, your tongues colliding and moving in synch, traveling through every inch of each other's mouth. You captured his bottom lip between your teeth, causing him to moan softly, his hand going down to squeeze your butt.

"I really missed you," he whispered against your lips.

"Peter..." you started you a hesitant voice.

"I have to go," he said before you could say anything else. Peter took a step back, glancing between the party and you. His arms left your body, and you felt cold without his touch. He gave you a small smile, putting his hands in his pockets, walking away from you. You turned slowly to look at the buildings, not ready to go back to the party yet.

"Y/n," you heard Peter call, and you turned to look at him. "Call me when you decide to go home." he smiled and grabbed the doorknob. You nodded at him, and he ran his hand through his hair. "I'm gonna kick your ass, Will," he yelled when the noise from the party invaded your ears, and then everything was silent again.

You stared at the buildings, feeling the fear from loving Peter more than you loved anyone else in your life invade you.

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker fluff #peter park x y/n #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fic #peter parker imagine #college!peter parker #peter parker #peter parker au #spiderman fanfiction #spiderman x reader #spiderman x y/n #spiderman x you #spiderman fic #spiderman imagine #peter parker oneshot #spiderman oneshot

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eveenstar · 3 years

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𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝑮𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒔 [𝑨 𝑳𝒐𝒌𝒊 𝑳𝒂𝒖𝒇𝒆𝒚𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏]

||➸𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐈𝐈: 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫||

Tags/Warnings: Mention of animal death (bird), death mention, a bit of angst and paranoia.

Summary: Everything seems to go well until your security guard says something he wasn't meant to know about.

Note: Feeling at my lowest but couldn't wait any longer to publish this. Enjoy!

Empty. You felt so empty inside. No matter how much food you consumed, it was never enough. Never enough to make it go away. The tvshow was long forgotten and merely reduced to background noise, something to make you feel less lonely in this black and white house. The clock on the wall kept making noise, reminding you how slow this day has been passing by.

“Thank you, miss.” The security guard that Natasha had sent to “protect” your house was nice enough to chat, and he even ate the food you prepared for him. You chatted for at least twenty minutes, about all kinds of stuff possible. For once after years, your house wasn’t cold anymore, instead, a cosy warm sensation had replaced it.

“It’s no problem.” You kindly smiled at him, placing the coffee mug on the table. “I’m sorry, I don’t remember asking for your name.”

“Jackson Sullivan. I’m a newbie on this job, it’s my first time actually.” Jackson replied while drinking from his own mug.

“And they sent you to deal with the crazy widow? I feel sorry for you.” You chuckled and arched your eyebrows slightly.

“You’re not a crazy widow, miss (L/N), you don’t have the at least ten cats nor do you live in the middle of the mountains.” He added a cheeky comment at the end, which wasn’t probably that funny, but the caffeine made you laugh like Jackson had just told you the funniest joke in the world.

“I hope I didn’t bother your day with sending you here, it’s probably so unnecessary since there’s no actual threat.” You began to clean breakfast’s dishes. You watched as the water made contact with your skin, chilly at first but quickly numbed out. Shaking your head softly, you put those thoughts aside for now and focused on the task. You had to control your zooming out from now on.

“Not at all. You’ve been very welcoming since I’ve arrived.”

Should you ask for his number? Go on a date? No, you’d be too hasty or desperate. You barely know this guy and he just came here to work, maybe later. After all, you didn’t need love right now.

A raucous and screech sound was heard, blocking you from your thoughts. Something had striked against your kitchen’s window, a raven. Jackson, for security measures, had his gun in hand while you two ran outside to see the bird. Even if the sunlight blinded you for a few seconds, it didn’t stop you from running to the house’s backyard and hope to still save the bird.

“It’s just a bird, love.” Loki comforted you. His voice was always so soothing and calm, like a beckon of light in the middle of the night. “It was his fate.”

“His fate was to slam against a window and die?” You frowned, clear tears streaming down your cheeks. Your boyfriend, however, did not share the same compassion as you did, but he carried a tender warmt in his eyes.

“The Universe has its ways.” He simply replied, and took the black raven from your hands, “We’ll give him a proper funeral.”

“Miss (L/N)? Ma’am?” You stared at the grass, then you looked around, even at the window. There was nothing here, not even a single feather, nothing. Did it fly away? Or maybe it was never here at all. You took a deep breath, and from the corner of your eyes you saw Jackson inspecting the grounds and surroundings. “There’s nothing here.”

“You heard it. We heard it. Something slammed against my window.” If you were alone in this precise moment, you’d think you were hearing things again. Your mind playing tricks against you, again. But no, you are not alone, you’re in the company of a security guard named Jackson Sullivan, and you both heard and saw a black raven hit against the glass.

“Maybe it flew away, right? What other explanation is there?” He asked, his eyes meeting yours before you looked away. Something else catched your attention, something in the garden. Ignoring the guard’s callings, your feet moved towards the white flowers blooming.

Narcissus flowers.

“Your favorite plants.”

You turned around and raised an eyebrow at Jackson.

“What did you say?”

“Beg your pardon, miss?” He looked confused, as if those words didn’t leave past his lips right now. Besides everything you two spoke about earlier, you didn’t mention those flowers to him, nor that they were your favorites.

“How did you know they are my favorite?”

Jackson seemed to stop and think for a brief minute, before glancing a charming smirk at you. “Captain Rogers told me about it, he thought I should order those flowers for you.” It’s almost as if he was trying to please you, to be as convincing as he could be.”

“Steve?” You took a step in his direction cautiously, not letting him out of your sight. “It was Natasha that handled your assignment here, not Steve. Why would he tell you that?”

“Hey Nat, how’s it going?”

“I was lucky enough to cross paths with him.”

The conversation wasn't pleasant, but you didn't know what to do about it. Should you ask for another security? Maybe the story he told was true, but you weren't naïve. It had a plothole. Were you, in fact, onto something though? Maybe you were bored, looking for a cheap adventure to occupy your mind.

Your hands slowly caressed the photograph you held, taken five years ago. It showed Loki and you hugging each other, you were smiling and your boyfriend didn't seem to notice the picture being taken at all. His eyes were upon you, in the most sweet gaze you could ever imagine; he preserved that look only for you. Only you could that side of him. The vunerable, loving side.

Loki wasn't the face everybody painted, no, he was your golden boy.

But then it all fell apart. The grief you felt was overtaken with emptiness over time, your mind still didn't accept Loki was dead. How to accept it, if it seemed like yesterday that he was here? The memories were still so alive, so vivid. Like his presence still lingered around. You denied the fact that he was gone, you wanted so desperately for this to be a horrid nightmare.

For you, it looked like the last time you spoke to him was this morning. Then, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. Slipped from your grasp just like that. That's how the universe works, you suppose. People fade away as quick as the last time you saw them. One moment they're here, the next they aren't. It always happens to the people that less deserve it, ironic is it not?

Suddenly, your phone ringed.

“Hey (Y/N), just called in to check in on you and also warn you that the security guard I assigned to you called sick early morning, so another one will replace him.”

“What? That’s impossible.”

“Ralph Williams?”

“What do you mean?”

"He's here."

“No, no. Jackson Sullivan.”

You heard her speaking to somebody in the background for a few seconds, before she got back at you.

“What? Why?”

“(Y/N), I’ll need you to play as cool and normal as possible. We’re going to your house right now.”

“Listen to me," Natasha said, her voice tune was worrying the soul out of you, “Jackson Sullivan doesn’t exist.”

“Now, now. It’s not pleasant to talk behind your husband’s back, darling.”

#kinda put my own feelings onto this one sorry for it '^^#saturn gardens fanfic series #marvel loki x reader #loki laufeyson #loki laufeyson x reader #loki odison x reader #mcu loki

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Lucky to be Me

"Why me?"

"What kind of a question is that?"

Will smiled though, his blue eyes kindly bending into a thin line. He was dazzling as always. I had to smile back.

"Maybe I'm just curious which part of me you find most attractive."

"That's a silly question to ask."

He sat down, thinking. I sat beside him, trying hard not to show any anticipation. He shrugged and said,

"I don't know. I can't find the right words."

"You're father is Apollo. Literature is more of a your-thing, not mine."

"Says a bookworm, huh?"

He nudged me gently, eyeing a book that's been left open since last night. Yes, I've been into novels after I grew out of Mythomagic. I was trying to catch up with the world which left me about 70 years behind. I did watch Star Wars with Will, along with many other movies he loved. When we watched Captain America, Will called me Steve Rogers for a week. Then, I read Harry Potter to understand what 'Slytherin' meant. It was a nazi-magician group. The I read Tolkien, Cronicles of Narnia, and some other Fantasy novels. I finally understood the Sauron and Wardrobe meme.

"If we were characters in a book, how would you describe me, then?"

Will's eyes soon glinted with vigor as he made a long list of words.

"'Nico di Angelo was a kind, considerate person, who had problems with all kinds of things - from being in the right time and place, to finding love. After all the things he went through, he decided to sulk for a while."

My cheek turned bright red. He still had to do that. I thought holding grudges was a child-of-Hades' thing. I had a lot in my mind then. Will noticed my face and chuckled.

"Then, a handsome blonde prince came by and asked him why he didn't say hello to him."

"No, stop Will."

"I know, I know. Just, let me finish."

Will held my hand with both hands as if to apologize and kissed it. Our ring shone in the afternoon sunlight. I told him I coud get him a better one, with any gem of a kind, just name it. He said the gold ring I got him was more than enough. That he would still love it the same even if it were made with wires.

"Once the handsome blond Prince William got to know Nico di Angelo better, he realized he had a heart of gold, but it was hidden beneath all the grief he had to face.

He cried until he didn't have any tears left to cry. He missed his family so much, but he could't see them anymore. He had helped the camp all along, but never was acknowledged properly. He thought he was alone. Prince William realized he had fallen in love with this guy, and decided to become his family, along with our lovely Hazel."

I had to smile hearing that name. My sweet little sister. She always gave me strength. Her smile was as cozy as a warm mug of hot chocolate.

"Nico, there is no specific reason I love you. If there was, it would be such a fragile and conditional relationship. I love you because you are you. I will always love you no matter what you are or what you become."

I had to admit, I didn't expect this answer. Lost in words, I stared at his pair of blue, blue eyes, blue as a clear sky. His shaggy ends of blonde hair brushed his forehead. He squeezed my hand. I leaned close to him.

"Me too, Will."

It was all I could say. See, I was not the poetic one. Will ran his fingers through my black hair. He leaned in too, ever so slightly, and closed his eyes.

I always peek just before we kiss. His eyelashes like feathers, they catch the sunlight and plays with it. Speckled with shards of gold, they flutter like butterflies.

He tastes like the sunlight itself - sweet, buttery, warm and lanky. Soft and energetic, full of hope and grace. I still wonder how I got to love this guy, it's a mystery. I guess I was lucky. Lucky to be me, the person Will Solace loves so much.

Fortune smiled and came my way, brining love I never thought I'd see.

I'm so lucky to be me.

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68 Quotes I Enjoyed From 2019

Below are my favorite quotes from 2019. Though most occurred throughout the year, some took place before but were encountered during.

1) “I don’t bitch about Millenials.

John Entwistle once complained that he didn’t understand rap. Pete Townsend said, ‘It’s not our job to understand it. It’s our job to get the fuck out of the way.’

New generations come of age. The older generation’s job is to shut up and adapt.” - @danagould

2) “I can’t do drugs with you until we kiss.”

3) “If you pay me $50 I'll show up to your funeral but stand really far away, holding a black umbrella regardless of the weather, so that people think you died with a dark and interesting secret.” - @DanaSchwartzzz

4) “A human being is a dangerous thing to let loose in a room with itself, when it cannot think.” - Roger Ebert

5) “There are no bad bourbons, only better bourbons.” - Dave Hernandez

6) “You can’t put a dollar in a kimono.”

7) “This is how it was.” - rampant takeaway from watching ‘Superbad’ several years after its release

8) “What if I had been born fifty years before you in a house on the street where you lived / Maybe I’d be outside as you passed on your bike / Would I know? / And in a wide sea of eyes, I see one pair that I recognize” - Ben Folds, ‘The Luckiest’

9) “Learn the rules so you can break them.”

10) “Nobody makes chili for two.” - Stacy Massey

11) “‘Best city in the world,’ I mutter to myself, as i adjust my ‘driving blanket’.” - Chicago resident Deanna Belos, during the 2019 Polar Vortex

12) “Dude, no one’s ever got arrested for listening to Counting Crows.” - Ricky O’Donnell, justifying late night music volume at his party

13) Bill Belichick: We’re going to have fun tonight. Rob Gronkowski: Yes we are. We deserve it. Belichick: You’re damn right. Gronk: I haven’t stepped out in like eight months. I gotta step out tonight. Belichick: I’m with you, man. I’m even going to step out. Gronk: Oh, I like it!

A Super Bowl winning exchange.

14) Center David Andrews thanked Bill Belichick for giving him "a shot".

Belichick disagreed with it.

Andrews: Thank you for giving me a shot. Belichick: A shot? I didn't give you shit. You earned it! I don't give anything.

Another Super Bowl winning exchange.

15) “We elected one of the very worst living human beings to be President, and it's exhausting. Each and every day, it's an exhausting slog, just to exist in a world where that's true.” - Michael Schur

16) “Some of y’all always picked Odd Job when you played Goldeneye and it shows” - @thedad

17) “Any app is a dating app if you try hard enough.” - Z.W. Martin (though he says it’s lifted)

18) "Once you're as woke as I am, you learn to feel bad all the time.”

19) “Everything’s a balance beam when you’re 90.” - John Dingell

20) [I wake up in a world where The Beatles never existed]

Me: Check out this song I just wrote

[I begin playing “Ob La Di Ob La Da” without having first built up years of goodwill]

Crowd of people: Wow, this sucks ass

-- @seanoneal

21) “People change people.” - Corey Matthews, Girl Meets World

22) “The easiest thing to do on earth is not write.” - William Goldman

23) “Dan could be like a difficult uncle. I didn’t love his fire-breathing conservative politics. I didn’t love the transformation that came over his novels. In Semi-Tough, he created two benighted Texas jocks and laid their prejudices bare. He was declaring himself a member of the Mark Twain coaching tree. In later books, Dan seemed to be trying to prove he could still tell a racist joke. He insisted that his memoir—the last truly immaculate piece of writing he delivered—include a tirade against political correctness. When his editor said people might be offended, Dan said, ‘Fuck people.’

There are certain writers whose style you pilfer. Certain writers whose moral fiber you try to inherit. For me, Dan represented a third category: a writer whose aura you replicate—or, failing that, try to stand in for a while.” - Bryan Curtis, on Dan Jenkins

24) “Never marry anything. Never choose. Even in love, it's better to be chosen.” - La Dolce Vita

25) “An uncluttered, uncomplicated happy ending might sound wonderful, but it’s hardly ever satisfying. Because the value of great stories lies in the tension between desire and need, between the yearning for the ideal, and the unshakable conviction that ideals don’t really exist, at least not the way we want them to. A great story should hurt a little when it leaves us. There should be some hope, but that hope should remain somewhere just an inch beyond our fingers, because that’s the truth. Even if you had all the perfect moments in the world, you’d still be reaching.” - Zach Handlen, on the Futurama series finale

26) “You can’t see him because he has sunglasses on.” - Alissa Levy

27) “The cinema is the greatest art form ever conceived for generating emotions in its audience. That's what it does best. (If you argue instead for dance or music, drama or painting, I will reply that the cinema incorporates all of these arts).” - Roger Ebert

28) “‘Are you gonna let politics ruin a friendship?’

Yes tf I am

People talk about politics as if it’s this isolated, abstract concept that only matters at election time. Somebody’s politics is their world view. It’s whether they think certain human beings deserve rights. It’s how they think the world should be. And if somebody thinks that the world should be colder, meaner, less accepting and downright hostile to people that are different to them, then sure as fuck is the friendship over.”

29) “Can the Supreme Court get me mushrooms?” - J-Papp

30) “Any song under two minutes already has a head start on its way into my heart. Just scream at me and then leave me.” - Drew Magary

31) “Long neck cold beers never broke my heart.” - Clemson Tom

32) “I’d just like to point out that the last spoken words of Game of Thrones were:

‘I once brought a jackass and a honeycomb into a brothel.’”

- @Authoroux

33) “Just once before I die, I want to toss my keys to someone and tell them ‘Bring the car around’.” - Mike Skully

34) “For all the weight they're given, last words are usually as significant as first words.” - Grand Maester Pycelle, Game of Thrones

35) “The best remedy for unrequited love is a trip around the world.” - Cheers

36) [on switching from a hotel to a motel]

Manny: I don't like the sound of that. A lot of amenities disappear when an H turns into an M. Jay: Hey when I met you, you were eating cereal out of a bucket.

-- Modern Family

37) “You and Lindsey don’t want to be ‘estranged’. Estranged is the relationship we want to have with our mothers.” - MegFil

38) “Cigarettes are undefeated.”

39) “My toes are like my fingers on my feet. I can pick stuff up with them.” - Tracy Cunningham

40) “Republicans govern without shame, Democrats shame without governing.” - Bill Maher

41) Sam: I don’t understand the vagaries of the Internet Josiah: Post often, without thought, and you’ll either get cancelled or cancel someone else.

-- Blink-155

42) “Hang a lantern on your problems.”

43) “What a weird web we weave.” - The Situation, The Jersey Shore: Family Vacation

44) “Let the ocean worry about being blue.” - Alabama Shakes, ‘Hang Loose’

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45) “Honesty without tact is cruelty.” - Shelley Rokos

46) “My whole life is the wrong porn link.”

47) “One parent can take care of 10 kids, but 10 kids cannot take care of one parent.” - Joe Gestetner, via “an old Yiddish saying”

48) “There are no heroes in the room.” - Classics of Love, ‘Gun Show’

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49) “If I am a little dismissive, it's only because of my harrowing backstory.” - Mitchell, Modern Family (on why he doesn't like sports)

50) “Every time I’m wearing black, I meet a dog.” - Tracy Cunningham

51) “Shower sex? Why would I fuck in my crying chamber” - @chridollarsign

52) “My theory about quarterbacks, having written about some of them, is you either have to believe in god or think you are a god.” - Mina Kimes

53) “The contradictions of capitalism always manifest in our lyrics if you look deeply.” - Blake Schwarzenbach of Jawbreaker, Riot Fest 2019

54) “Got a ‘hang loose’ from the weakside bartender.”

55) “It’s Jennifer’s birthday always.” - Eric Hutchinson

56) “I can’t think of a less relevant artist in 2019 than Kanye West. A Jesus freak in a MAGA hat. Yeah, congrats dude -- you’re every grandma who watches ‘Young Sheldon’ and mails checks to Joel Osteen now.” - Dan Ozzi

57) “The past and future are in the mind. I’m in the now.” - Tom Brady, via someone else

58) “Sometimes you walk around boring places and you feel like the most exciting thing in it.” - Drew Magary

59) “Sitting is the new smoking.” - Modern Family

60) “I'll straight up fight folks at a book club and discuss books at a fight club I really don't give a shit anymore.” - George Wallace

61) “Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.” - Rose Garvey via wine country

62) “It’s all ‘ok boomer’ until you need someone who can drive stick shift.” - @OrdinaryAlso

63) “He likes the result of the math.” - Dad, talking about my worst subject frustrating during the process but satisfying in the end

64) Stepmom: Do you want a Bears urn or Alabama urn? Dad: Ask me after they play Auburn.

65) “A cold body carries a warm heart.” - Stefanos Tsitsipas’ Instagram, after his Iceland sabbatical

66) [preparing a dish called the Sandwich of Justice with his friend’s recipe]

"The fun thing about it is when you give it to someone, you can say 'Justice is served.’ That's, uh, Ryan's line. I built my whole life on the backs of my friends." - You Suck At Cooking

67) “Usually three people can keep a secret only when two of them are dead.” - The Irishman

68) “An artist can't control who consumes their content any more than a chemist can control how their chemicals are used once they're created.” - Brian Crooks

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A Wonder Women Night’s Dream: The recreation of Shakespeare’s amazon

Abstract

Wonder Woman, one of the most popular superhero in history, is a feminism symbol. She is the most known female character of comic books and together with Batman and Superman compound the three Gods of DC Comics. Diana’s origin reminds the Greek mythology, but it may be not only that. In this paper we compare the story of Wonder Woman origins with the Hippolyta character in “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” by Shakespeare. We also discuss about the reasons why it can be based on Shakespeare’s play according the women social context at the 40’s.

Key Words: Wonder Woman, Comic book, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

An Introduction

Thirty eight million dollars. This was the number collected during the first Avengers weekend premiere in Brazil. It was only in Brazil. That’s huge. Superheroes are a global fever just like never before. They are everywhere: cinema, internet, television, games, music, art, clothes, objects and, their first platform, comic books. Marvel Studios and DC comics are the companies responsible for and both compound the empire of the mainly superhero circle: Captain America, Captain Marvel, Hulk, Iron Man, Superman, Batman, The Flash, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman and so many others. It is noticeable the common idea of “These superheroes are children subject”; It’s is also common being said that Comic Books are just entertainment. However, the origins of superheroes are meaningful and history proves that.

The Golden Age

After Great Depression, the economic situation of United States (US) was a chaos. Unfortunately or not, some years later the world lived the event which had changed everything forever: the World War II. Adolf Hitler, his army and beliefs impacted directly art and culture. At the boundaries of war, US were raising his economy through selling weapons and basic supplies to others countries. A cheap option of entertainment and also a way to spread patriotism ideas and hope inside the country, in 1938 emerge the first superhero in history. Created by Jerry Siegel e Joe Shuster, Superman wears the nation colors while he fights against villains and still wanted to be a simple man, making people believe – in subjective way - which the Great Depression would end fine, II World War as well. Clark Kent was the first of so many others – Captain Steve Rogers and Bruce Wayne for example – heros who were succeeded in sells and popularity. This emergency period of superheroes was known as Golden Age. The comic books heroes remained until the year of 1941 when Pearl Harbor was attacked, the United States entered at the war and the first female superhero took the stage. One year later was born Wonder Woman.

Page 01 : A dream called Hippolyt

A Midsummer Night’s Dream is a famous play wrote by William Shakespeare. The characters and places are based on Greek mythology and every aspect of the plot compound the theme of love, his obstacles and consequences to the human rational mind. Hippolyta is a secondary character; Theseus fiancé, her marriage is the event which unfolds the plot and the lovely triangle: Hermia, Demetrius and Lysander. Even located at the second level of the story, Hippolyta has some important characteristics for us to analyze.

First of all, her character is based at the Amazons Mythology. According to the original story, Hippolyta was the Amazon Queen, the best warrior already known at Paradise Island. The Amazons wouldn’t have relations with man, that’s why Hippolyta is forced to marriage with Theseus when he won the battle against her nation. But at the Shakespeare’s play it didn’t happened.

Hippolyta and Theseus wanted to marriage because of love, but a rational kind of, differently from Romeo and Juliet. We can suggest she left her land for him – the story happens in Athens. She also talked with Theseus at the same level of rationality; she was an obedient wife, but not a voiceless one – just like Catharine in The Taming of the Shrew. The same image was reconstructed four centuries later in a female superhero.

Turning the page: Wonder Woman is coming

Created by William Moulton Marston, Wonder Woman appeared for the first time at the edition number 8 of All American’s All Star Comic in December, 1941. According to her origin story, Hippolyta created a statue and after loved it, she asked to Aphrodite turns it to life. This was how Dianna was born and years later became an admired Amazon. Everything was fine at Paradise Island until one day a man called Steve Trevor, a pilot soldier of US inside war, flew his airplane there. He was completely lost and Amazons decide to help him chosen one between them to take his back to the US. Dianna won the championship, but she falls in love for Steve and he falls in love for her. So, she decided to leave her land and help Steve and his country at war, adopting the identity of Diana Prince, the army nurse.

Wonder Women, as well as others superheroes, had a big importance during war. Her image was created to send a message to women, because at that moment the nation needed them to leave their houses and help the army. Women also was needed to occupy men jobs inside society and do things that only men was able to do, because their husbands, sons, brothers were at the field and manufactures can not stop. The American way of life had changed. So, mostly men had to change their ideas, the “perfect woman” was not that one who stayed at home waiting for her husband anymore. The “perfect woman” now was the one who didn't care leave her house and help the country for love. Women needed to be and feel empowered. That’s what Wonder Woman is about.

The recreation: Shakespeare and the POP culture

Diana Prince and Hippolyta have more in common than simply being an Amazon of Paradise Island. They are mother and daughter, warriors whom love another warrior, but in different contexts. Both left her homes and take opposite sides of their own creation. The enemies – Theseus and Hippolyta – whom can just be together inside a dream in Shakespeare, to Marston starts to be a reality. Beyond two stories, Diana and Hippolyta are examples of how women, living at 16th ou 20th century and inside a masculine society, can be empowered. About how this women can have a voice. About how this women can exist, taking the control of their on lives.

Conclusion: This is not the end

Superheroes fever or not, each one of them represents an aspect of history. For us, women, Wonder Woman represents our past, our present and our brighter future. A future where women can be strong and own her on “Self”. This was impossible at English romanticism, it was more believable at last century. Today it is more closer than never Shakespeare dream become true.

“Of all people, you know who I am…who the world needs me to be. I’m Wonder Woman.”

Infinity Crises – Number 01

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