воскресенье, 25 января 2015
О, господи.
И наконец с третьего раза, я прочитал
тот ужасающий фанфик. Спасибо автору за вторую главу, а то ВАЩЕ, БЛЯ.
ЦИТАТЫ ИЗ ФИКА; если вам меньше 18ти, НЕ ЧИТАЙТЕ; если вы старше 18ти лет, то пусть эти цитаты будут вам предостережениемAll the groans and grunts were pretty indistinguishable at first, but Rumlow was willing to bet it was a good number—from what he'd gathered, watching Hydra's prized silent assassin descend into begging for cock in six languages, the first one kind of opened a floodgate.
The retort to that was beyond obvious, so much so that it would've felt weak if Rumlow'd actually said it in the face of the pure hatred Rogers was glaring at him. It was the first time he'd ever heard anything saltier than 'damn' or 'hell' pass Cap's precious virgin lips, and it was also the first time he'd heard Cap swear directly at anyone. In other words, it was a compliment to be treasured forever. Rumlow smiled.
It took a minute for Pierce to tear his eyes away from the sight of Cap glaring daggers as he choked down a mouthful of come
Bucky Barnes was alive and committing assassinations on command for Hydra, and whatever they'd done to turn him was so thorough that right now he was violating Captain America on command without the faintest glimmer of emotion or recognition.
THE WEIGHT OF THIS SENTENCE.
With Barnes alive and Insight about to go up, if Rogers was still holding out any hope of escape or rescue, there was always a chance that he'd decide suicide-by-Rumlow was the coward's way out, swallow his pride, and resign himself to finding out how much punishment he could take.
For the first time since he'd been dragged in, Rogers screamed.
He'd underestimated Rogers. They all had.
Not the torch he was carrying for Barnes or the stupid shit his body did when he lost a battle for control.
He hadn't even entertained the possibility that it might be worse than a trap.
Okay, that was a few new layers of horror on top of everything Sam had surmised about what had gone on in that cell.
Okay, it was officially time to start filing everything Steve told him under 'deal now, freak out later,' because if he thought too hard about any of this he was going to start puking or turn into a giant green rage monster, and neither would be any use to Steve right now.
I'm not gonna be ashamed of what someone else did to me—not even the sick crap they put in my head, not when I fought it and kept control of myself.
Sam focused on taking deep breaths as he wiped his hand off. He was going to kill someone
IKR!!!!!
It wasn't enough to hurt, but it was an alarming enough warning shot to drive home exactly how difficult and dangerous it was to get Steve to do anything he didn't want to do.Хотя должен признать, что частично именно за это и люблю: "подтвердите мне, что плохие ребята - действительно плохие, а хорошие - действительно хорошие". Так делали и в Нарнии, и в Арде. И чем темнее небо, тем ярче звезды.
Но никому ни в коем случае рекоммендовать никогда такое не буду.
Плюс реакции других "читателей".Almost makes me feel like I am normal, you know?
@темы:
Мусорник,
Блоги,
Креатив,
Мысли вслух,
Наблюдения,
Слэш,
Фанфики,
Я