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venus-says · 5 years ago

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Kamen Rider Drive Episodes 34-48

This has been a long ride.

You know, my journey with Drive hasn't been the best so I didn't have high hopes for this finale, what I didn't expect was that I would be so disappointed and feel so apathetic about it.

I feel like I say this all the time but I'll have to repeat myself. It's such a shame that things have turned up this way because the beginning of this final arc was pretty solid, even with all my problems with the Shinnousuke thing with his father, those first three episodes were actually pretty good and very engaging. Yeah, there was a lot of bullshit, but they still hold themselves very well so that got my hopes very high for how the ending would go.

Sadly after that things just go downhill, there were so many things that let me down after that I don't even where to start.

Well, I think the obvious complain to make first is that they, once again, changed the final villain in the last minute for an antagonist that had no build-up and no story, and no, just having the info that he created the Roidmudes and he's Kiriko and Gou's father isn't a story, these were just facts thrown in. Honestly, there was no reason to bring him in to be the "final" boss like that, he was just brought back because they wanted to give Gou a closure and because they made such a bad job with his character that the end of his arc had to be about defeating his father rather than becoming a better person. I still can't believe they brought Krim's body to be just a henchman if they still wanted to keep the "your final boss is in another castle" thing it would've made way more sense if the guy on Krim's body should be the one!!!! I mean look at the cool parallel, Krim's mind is in Drive Tridoron while Krim's body is Gold Drive, that's an old concept but it is a pretty cool idea nonetheless, how did they let this slip away through their hands??????

I'm gonna sound repetitive, but none of this worked, from Banno's actual introduction to his defeat we learned nothing about him, he wasn't a character he was just an excuse of an embodiment of evil because reasons, we don't even get an inside on his plans??? How did they expect me to care for this villain when they don't even tell us what his plan is until the final moments, they don't tell how everything tuned out to be like this, they can't even pull the mad scientist card properly with him because we don't know what lead him to be like that in the first place!!!!! It's so bad!!!! It annoys me so much!!!!! Like, come on, we finished this whole thing without an explanation of what the slowdown is and why the hell they needed this. Why just why?

I feel like other reason why they brought Banno was because they wanted to redeem Brain, Medic, and Heart by the end and for some reason, they thought if the Roidmudes continued to be the bad guys it would be impossible of doing it, when that's obviously not true, I mean just look at Chase. They could very well pull a turn for them, make Heart go deeper and deeper on madness because his fellow Roidmudes are getting defeated and have Brain and Medic get on the good side because they wanna help Heart and make the final fight be about making Heart good. "Oh, but we wanna kill all Roidmudes" it's still possible, brain and medic can very well sacrifice themselves for Heart, it would be very in-character for them (different from Medic dying to help Shinnousuke rather than Heart), then you make the final portion of the fight be Shinnousuke and Heart untransformed opening their hearts while they throw fists. Yeah, it would basically be the same fight they had in episode 47, but it would at least hold meaning and be emotional rather than that bs under the fakest rain ever they tried to pull.

Another disappointment was Gou, which is a sincere surprise because I thought they couldn't ruin his character even more but they went there and did. I hate how they decide to make his arc solely about his vengeance rather than making him a good person, and I hate that they made Chase die for this piece of crap. Again, Gou didn't change a single bit since his introduction, not even after everything that happened, he was the "I hate the Roidmudes my dad made, I'm gonna kill them all" up until the moment Chase sacrificed himself and that was way too late for making him change. They could've made his arc be about him becoming a good person, realizing not everything that was made by his father is inheritable evil, making him realize he's more than just the son of a bad guy and that he doesn't need to live based on the shadow of his crap father. But no, they went the easy way around.

Probably my biggest disappointment was Kiriko, I can't believe they had this amazing woman and they turned her into a damsel in distress just because they wanted to push this dumb romantic relationship with Shinnousuke. It's so sad to see they ruining another female character like that. I know this is a show aimed at boys but it's exactly for this reason that we need good female characters otherwise we're just keeping this current system where women are considered inferior and they're only worth it if they're with a man working.

At least they didn't ruin Chase, of course, I'd rather if he had come out alive, but I'm glad at least one thing in this show has been consistent through its entirety and this was a very good thing. Everything Chase did always felt in-character, even his own death. That was the only moment of this final portion that made me feel something that wasn't disappointment or anger. Chase is precious, he had good emotional and comedic moments, he deserved better (much like everyone else in this show) and I'm gonna miss him a lot.

The only last thing I have to comment is Ghost cameos that were unnecessary. I usually don't like these in precure, I'm not the biggest fan when they do this in the Kamen Rider movies, so it doesn't surprise me that I didn't like Ghost cameo here too. But I feel like I didn't like his presence more because the episode was pretty bad and confusing rather than the fact of Ghost appearing there.

And that pretty much does it for now, Drive was disappointing, I wouldn't call it the worst Kamen Rider series I watched, but I also wouldn't call it one of the bests, I could see myself giving this series another chance in a few years, but for now I'm just apathetic to it. I still have the movie and Chase, Heart, Mach, and Brain's specials to go through, I hope I can find some joy on some of them. What are your thoughts on Drive? Let me know in the comments. I'll see you all in the next time. Bye~

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sherrybaby14 · 8 years ago

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Who Am I? Part 9

tSummary: My take on A/B/O with Marvel. You open up to one and open up for another.

Warnings: Smut, light non/Con

Pairing: Bucky x Reader (light this chapter) Steve x Reader

Words: 3100

Tags: @divadinag @ariwolff14 @mrssgtjamesbuckybarnes @marauderice @el-bucky @kellyn1604 @negan--is--god @theariel85

The bubbles were starting to fizzle out and the warm soapy water had eased aches you didn’t realize you had.

“It took a long time, but I never would have been able to come back from what HYDRA did to me if it wasn’t for Steve.” James ran his fingers up and down your arm as your back laid against his chest.

Your heart was breaking for the poor Alpha. There was no way anyone should have to endure such horrors.

“That’s why my room is so…dungeon like,” James continued. “I haven’t had the chance to update it yet.”

“Why it locks from the outside?” You remembered being locked in with him and not seeing a keyhole on the inside.

“It’s soundproof too, I did a lot of yelling, nothing in there to break easily.” He let out a sigh. “It’s been better for about a year now, I really should redecorate. Maybe you could help?”

You looked over your shoulder and saw your Alpha smiling down at you, your mouth let out a sigh and you didn’t close it as you took in his face. He just explained the tragedy that was his life and still managed to have a positive outlook.

“I’m at peace with everything that was done to me, everything that I’ve done.” He stroked your hair. “It led me back to Steve, who is closer to me than any blood family member, and now it led us to you. A little wayward Omega who needs help, just like I did.”

You couldn’t believe he didn’t hate you. His reprogramming was done against his will by mad scientists while you chose to reprogram yourself. You lowered your eyes in shame. James rolled you onto your side, so your legs were between his still, but your head was nestled on his chest.

“Neither of us blame you, nobody blames you.” He continued to pet your head. “Stop blaming yourself, I know it’s hard, but it’s part of moving forward.”

You swore the James’ heart was so large you could see it glowing beneath his skin. The bathwater had cooled, but you wanted to spend the rest of the day in here with the man you just met, but felt like knew you better than anyone.

“When I was fourteen and they came for my sister, I was terrified.” You had only given him the basics of your life story thus far. “She turned sixteen and I knew something was off. My dad was a Beta, my mom an Alpha, so it was a possibility. My dad was happy for her, but my mom, she was almost disappointed. She wouldn’t come out and say it, but I could see the look in her eye.”

James continued to stroke your hair.

“She was a chemist, taught at a large school, lots of grants and awards. A woman I wanted to be like.” Memories of your mother were always tough to reimagine. “She tried to raise me and my sister to be strong, independent, focus on science and math. Creativity was secondary, facts were important, grades were important. Both of us idolized her.”

You realized you were getting off track.

“My sister, Margery, she presented and my parents called the agency. We had less than an hour to say goodbye. She was confused and scared, my mom and dad comforted her and told her it was for the best. That this way she would have the life suited for her. By the time her escorts came the fear was gone, it was like she was excited.” You practically blocked that memory. “She hugged each of us goodbye and left right away. A representative talked to my parents and filled out paperwork for about an hour, left us with a pamphlet about where Margery would be staying and visiting rules.”

The hurt that your relationship with your sister was reduced to so little so fast still stung.

“I asked my parents if that would happen to me? Would I be an Omega too?” The pleading in your voice carried through from the past. “My mom told me, Y/N, it’s not if you will be an Omega, its if you are an Omega, and only time will tell.”

The matter-of-fact way your mother delivered the sentence was typical to her, but you remember wanting some compassion at that point, some reassurance.

“A month later we went to visit Margery.” You needed to continue on with your story. “She was a different person. Dropped all math and science, said she found them silly and a waste of her talents now. She was taking art courses and was about to start life courses, at least that’s what she called them, but essentially it was about Alphas and courting rules.”

You went quiet, thinking about the look on your sister’s face.

“Was she unhappy?” James asked.

“No. Not at all. She was excited. The girl I grew up with, who was much more adept at chemistry than I was, who’s dream was to be an astronaut, who was more interested in mapping stars than dreaming on them abandoned everything and was happy about it.” You still felt like that confused teenager. “She was a different person. I came up with every excuse in the book not to visit her again. I think I saw her two more times over the years. Then right after she turned eighteen she found a match, got claimed, and moved across the country. She’s essentially a name on a Christmas card list.”

“Maybe she always wanted to be an artist, maybe she just focused on the other aspects to please your mother.” James’ chimed in. “Especially if she was an Alpha.”

“It’s possible.” That thought had crossed your mind over the years. “But I couldn’t know that, and I genuinely loved science. I was terrified of presenting as Omega and losing myself.”

“How did you know?” If James was getting upset by your story he was hiding it well. “If you started the pills at fifteen, how did you know?”

“I didn’t.” You shrugged. “But I took some of Margery’s hair from her brush, and confiscated her old tooth brush. I had access to my mother’s lab on campus all summer and made up a profile. Then I looked for similar markers in my own. I couldn’t find any, but I made my first creation based off of Margery. As I got closer to sixteen I decided to take it, just to be safe.

“Then when I turned sixteen, I knew. I knew right away, but nobody else did.” You smiled. “My parents celebrated my birthday without any phone calls to government agencies, my friends at school got me little gifts, my teachers continued to call on me. The pill had worked. Over the years I adapted and perfected it, realizing it never would have worked in the first place if me and my sister weren’t related. The gene profile is very unique. There’s no way this thing could be mass produced and distributed, every Omega would require a special formula.”

“Now that you’re off of it, outside of obvious changes do you feel differently about anything?” James asked.

“Not really.” You shook your head. “I wish I would have paid more attention to Omega biology, instead of the chemical side of it. You and Steve obviously have some Alpha tricks. My emotions are all over the place, but I still love science. I don’t have any desire to take up a new field.”

“Do you want to talk to your sister?” James sat up a little. “Would that make you feel better? To have another Omega to guide you?”

“No.” You pushed off of his chest and looked at him with wide eyes. “I don’t trust anyone. She would turn to her Alpha and there would be cars to come get me in a second. I would have to explain my age and how I hid for so long, and you and Steve would be arrested, maybe Tony and Bruce too.”

“Shhhh.” James pulled your back against him. “Steve and I will help you. Nobody else has to know. When you’re claimed we will come up with an alternate explanation.”

You thought back to Bruce’s earlier question about dual claims. Could both of them claim you? Or would it just be Steve? You felt a headache coming on and closed your eyes. There was enough to worry about at the moment and the two of them would figure out what was best for you.

“Alright Doll, let’s get you out of the tub.” James sat forward and swirled you around as he stood in a single motion.

The water dripped off of your bodies as he stepped onto the tile. You took some initiative and reached out, grabbing the towel and throwing it around his shoulders. The Terry cloth was almost as large as the tub was and James repositioned it so it draped over your shoulders as well. A yawn escaped your mouth as he left the bathroom and went out into his bedroom.

“Get some sleep little Omega. Everything will be okay.” He laid you down on the bed.

You didn’t want to sleep, but your body had other ideas. The sun was still up in the sky, but the blackout blinds were starting to lower. They stopped before the room went completely black.

“I don’t want you to worry about a thing.” James’ kissed your foreheaed. “Let Steve and I take care of you.”

He ended his sentence with a slight purr and your heart warmed. A smile crossed your lips and you were asleep before he even closed the door.

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The door creaked open and your eyelids fluttered. Even surrounded by James’ sheets you could smell it was Steve. The smile you fell asleep with returned. Your Omega traits were getting stronger by the day.

“Sorry to wake you.” Steve sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed your leg that was sticking out from the sheet. “Do you want something to eat?”

“I’m fine.” You sat up in bed and let out a yawn, really hoping that this sleep BS would end. “Still no appetite.”

“Bucky mentioned how sore you are.” The light from the open door flooded the room and Steve moved closer, running his hand up your thigh. “Do you want to take a break?”

“I would rather be sore then the alternative.” You bit your lip and shook your head, remembering how you behaved like an animal, screaming and threatening them.

“Maybe we could try something else.” Steve stood up and offered you a hand.

You realized he was holding a T-shirt and you pulled it over your head before standing. It was grey and came to your upper thigh, just long enough that if you raised your hands in the air it would still expose nothing. You debated on asking Steve for your stuff, but didn’t want to come off ungrateful for his t-shirt, so you stayed silent as you slipped your palm into his and let him guide you out of James’ bedroom.

“What time is it?” You hated the disorientation that came with sleeping all the time.

“Almost four.” Steve didn’t hesitate to respond. “I’ll get you a watch.”

“Maybe a calendar too?” The days were starting to blur into one. It was just last night you met James, right? It was hard to tell because your heart and body felt like you had known both of these men your whole life.

“No cellphone?” Steve smiled over his shoulder at you. “I thought Bucky and I were ole fashion, even we have those now.”

“I have a cellphone, had I guess.” You remember it being taken away from you the first night your nature was discovered. “It wasn’t a smart phone though.”

“Well.” Steve got to the bottom step and wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you against his chest and into the air, you responded by putting your arms around his neck. “We’ll have to fix that.”

“You’re getting me a phone?” You thought about being able to text him when he wasn’t around or maybe challenge him to one of those games your colleagues were always playing.

“Soon.” Steve pressed his forehead to yours. His eyes went serious and you realized both of yours mistake. He lowered you to the ground and placed a soft kiss on your lips before you were too short for him. You felt so small that Steve looked taller than before. “In the meantime I will get you your calendar and a watch.”

“Thank you.” You smiled at him, not wanting him to think you were disappointed. It wasn’t safe for you to have a phone, in the event you relapsed you would put them all in danger.

“If there is anything you want, just ask.” Steve led you towards the couches. “I��d bring you the moon if I could.”

“Maybe some of my clothes?” You tugged the bottom of the t-shirt. “And Bruce got me a tablet, I’d like that back too.”

Steve’s brow furrowed and he shook his head.

“Oh, it’s not a big deal if you can’t.” You regretted asking. “I understand.”

You didn’t.

“I don’t want you to worry about a thing.” Steve sat down and pulled you next to him, his arm over your shoulders. “Tony is treating your old apartment like a quarantined zone. He said you didn’t own much?”

“I have a storage unit back home.” You shook your head. “That has the family photos and the heirlooms. I travel light.”

The implication was too obvious. It was in case someone found you out and you had to run. Steve didn’t comment about your use of the word travel since that was a bend in the truth too. Your time working for Dr. Banner was indefinite.

“Not anymore.” Steve pushed your hair back. “I’d like to see those family photos someday. You can take me on a tour of your home town.”

“I’d like that very much.” You move your face closer to his and kiss him. It surprises you as much as it seems to surprise him since his body tenses up.

A second later he relaxes and grabs onto your shoulder as his lips part. You let out a soft moan of instant appreciation as your tongues dance and the tingles return. The T-shirt starts to feel like too much, fuck your old clothes and any others, all you want is skin-to-skin. You reach for the hem, when Steve pulls back. His hands are on yours, pushing your shirt down. Confusion spreads over your face. Why is he stopping?

“Your sore.” Steve turns you back so your sitting next to him. “Your body needs a break.”

Any aches you were feeling vanished when you started to kiss. You turn back towards Steve and start kissing his neck.

“Trust me, there’s only one thing I’m feeling right now and it’s not sore.” You nip at his ear.

“You’re making this hard.” Steve turned his face towards yours.

“Good.” You smash your lips against his and let your hand press against his chest.

As you make-out you slide your hand down, over his t-shirt and then over his jeans. It doesn’t take long to find the outline of his cock and you grip it, your heart flaring, feeling like it’s been too long since it was with Steve. God you wanted him.

“Stop.” Steve breaks the kiss, his hands are gently pushing you away as he stands up.

You whimper and pull your legs under you on the couch, any injuries you may have been facing cleared up with the hot bath and the nap. Steve wouldn’t turn you down.

“Please.” You grab his hand. “I need you.”

It wasn’t a lie. You physically needed him.

“And I want you.” Your eyes flashed at him.

He squinted his shut and bit the inside of his cheeks. Then he shook his head and jumped over the couch. You watched as he practically ran to the kitchen area. He returned with a plastic cup and wondered what it was.

“As your Alpha, I won’t risk harm coming to you again.” Steve walked down the steps and then back over to you. “I want you as badly as you want me, but your health is more important than anything in the universe.”

“But...what about my mental health?” Your gut wrenched thinking about lapsing.

“Here.” Steve handed you the cup.

You looked inside and then back up to him several times, with a pretty good idea of what was in the cup.

“Bucky and I came up with the idea.” Steve was dead serious. “If you drink it, it will have the same effect, but then your body can take a break.”

The deposit in the cup clearly came from Bucky. You were unsure if you should be flattered or insulted.

“That won’t work.” Without laughing you set the cup on the coffee table and shook your head.

“You don’t know that.” Steve rubbed your arms. “I know it’s more pleasurable the old fashioned way, but you’re still ingesting DNA.”

“I appreciate the effort.” Your hands went to Steve’s fly. “And the thought that went into it, but the only way that would work would be if it was under a minute old.”

You undo his zipper and tug at his pants.

“I would love to explain the science to you, but if you think I need to ingest cum another way, I’d prefer it came directly from the source.” Steve didn’t stop you as you pulled his jeans down, his cock springing forward.

You took a breath and dropped to your knees between his legs. You let out a breath and examined his dick, you had felt it inside you enough over the last week or so, but this was the first time you got a close up view. It looked as large as it felt. There was no doubt it was getting bigger as your eyes took it in.

“You can touch it.” Steve’s voice drew your eyes up.

There was a hunger on his face, one that told you he wasn’t expecting this, truthfully neither were you. Your hand reached out and your fingertips traced the underside, you slid your fingers around, gripping it with your palm and felt it pulse, making you drop it immediately.

“I may have talked a bigger game than I’m capable of.” You swallowed hard and looked up at him. “I don’t know what to do.”

“It’s alright.” Steve put his hand under your chin.

You started to stand up when his hand slides to the back of your head. He is not forcing you, but there is enough pressure to let you know he doesn’t want you to move.

“I’ll help you.” Steve slid his hand away. “If that cup won’t work it’s either this or lock you in Bucky’s room until you’ve had time to heal.”

Your heart broke. Steve thought you didn’t want to; your six hours must have almost been up.

“It’s not that.” You licked your lips. “I’m scared I won’t make you feel good.”

“Baby you only make me feel good.” He seemed to relax. “If you get uncomfortable, just stop and we will figure something else out.”

You nod and your eyes go back to his cock. You glance back up at him and return to your knees, awaiting instruction.

“Kiss the tip.” Steve’s eyes lock onto yours.

You don’t look away, wanting to see appreciation in his gaze. Your lips brush the top, then you pull away a centimeter before puckering again. The skin of his dick is soft against your mouth. You lick your lips again and then place them down. His eyes flash and you realize your first lesson. Wet is better.

You open your mouth and trace your tongue in a circle around his head. His chest lets out a low rumble, one almost inaudible and you repeat the action a few times.

“Use your whole mouth.” Steve’s voice is encouraging. You appreciate the instructions as well as the tone.

Your lips lower taking the entire helmet into your mouth. Your tongue circles up to the tip.

“That feels great.” Steve squeezes your shoulder. “Keep your mouth wet, don’t be afraid to suck.”

You let saliva pool and make small sucking motions with your mouth. Steve’s expression lets you know he is enjoying this. A taste hits your tongue and you stop all motions and break eye contact.

“Don’t stop.” Steve grabs your hand. “Do the same thing, but bob up and down, trying to take more in each time.”

You ignore him. Your tongue retraces it’s steps and again the taste explodes. It’s coming from his tip. You flick your tongue back and forth across. Words cannot come to your mind to describe how good the taste is. It’s like all your favorite foods mixed with rainbows, or whatever your brain thinks rainbows might taste like. You lick it all away and your tongue flickers back, there isn’t anymore.

“That was a little precum.” Steve lightly touches the back of your head. “It’s not enough for you.”

You debated on hitting his hand away, but truthfully you only had one thing on your mind. Getting more. You started sucking harder this time, your mouth salivating over the memory of that taste. It was like eating a hamburger and being able to taste the grass the cow had ate the day it was born. The first meal it had ever had. Maybe it was more like eating a berry and being able to taste the sunshine it had absorbed.

Either way it didn’t matter. You gulped and swallowed as a small amount of the taste came back.

“Y/N.” Steve let out a groan. “I thought you said you didn’t know what you were doing.”

You whined, but it came out as more of a hum when the small amount disappeared. You started lapping at his cock as you continued to suck and move your head up and down. You weren’t doing this action because Steve requested it, you were doing it on instinct now, as if his cock contained serum and it was your job to coax it out.

Spit was running down his shaft and you relaxed your throat and opened your mouth wider than you thought possible and took more of him in. Noises and bits of praise came from Steve, but you didn’t care. You weren’t doing this for him, you were doing it for you.

When your attempts at swallowing him whole didn’t work, he was just too large, you let out a moan and went back to bobbing, sucking, and licking. Then you felt it coming, like his cock grew harder for a few seconds. A vibration came from your mouth and then deliciousness hit you everywhere. You sealed your lips around him, scared that you were going to waste a single drop.

Your breath was heavy and you refused to slide your mouth off of him, rubbing your tongue up and down, making sure you got all of his cum. When it started to settle tingles went through out your entire body. A feeling of Euphoria. You felt like you were floating, but it was just an action by Steve. Soon you were in his place and he was between your legs.

“Don’t worry.” He pushed your shirt up. “I’m only going to focus on your clit, won’t hurt you at all.”

You had no objection as it became painful aware that you were soaking wet. His mouth attached to you and the first orgasm hit almost instantly. You gasped for breath as he flicked his tongue against you, wondering if you tasted as good to him as he had to you. You hoped the answer was yes, because you wanted Steve to feel as good as you had going down on him.

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