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silent-raven13 · 9 months

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Billie's new best fren!

Billie isn't fond of Hobie. Nope, the moment she saw him bite her big brother's neck that already gave her the ick. Even before, when she first met him, she didn't like how Miles gave attention and love to his boyfriend. Nope. Nope, she wants all the attention and love, and she's the only one that gives hugs to her big brother.

Now, Billie loves it when her parents aren't around and she's force to be babysat by her brother. Miles never complains about, he loves watching her. The only issues is when Spiderman is needed. Spiderman is a busy guy with huge responsibilities- and guess what! That's Billie's big brother! Yes, Billie's big brother, Miles is the cities' Spiderman! Ever since she can remember Miles had always taken her through the city and Spider Society fighting off bad guys or meeting up with other multiverse Spiderpeople.

Hey, she even have her own watch; it's a pink purple color with a flower spider design on it, and one of Miles' friend, Peter B. Parker gave her a cute pinkish purple Spiderwoman crochet mask. A gift from the lovely MJ, Peter's wife. Not to mention, she gets to play with the other kids Gerald, Jess' kid and Mayday, Peter's kid. They had to build a daycare if a mission is too sever for them to tag along.

Oh yes, that's one of her favorite days, going out to help Spiderman and seeing the universes. Now, her favorite part of the day going into Spider Society is meeting her best fren! Who is her best friend?

Well let's get into it!

Miles in his Spiderman suit had Billie in a baby carrier similar to Peter's but with a nice pouch to fit in baby wipes, an extra diaper and his phone. He jumps on one of the buildings seeing one of the anomaly's hiding in a warehouse. "Looks like we better call for back up, Boo-boo."

"Hehehe," Billie giggles as she had her web shooter toy, multiverse watch on and her mask being ready.

"Hey luv, fancy meeting you here." Hobie appears from behind to hug and kiss his boyfriend.

Billie gasps then scowls, "No!" She aim her web shooter at him almost threatening him. "No, Obie!"

"Billie, don't do that!" Miles' hand made her put her arm down. "He's just saying hello."

"NO!" She scowls.

Hobie took a step back, "Okay. Okay, easy Billie-willie. I'm not touching your brother." His hands up in defense, still having a cocky grin on his face.

Billie set her web shooter down, then looks at her brother, "No, Obie!"

"I know. I know. But he's here to help us fight. By the way, I need to make a call to Miguel." Miles added, using his watch to informed of the anomaly in his world.

Hobie casually rolled his eyes, "Sometimes I wonder if you like his more than me." Being the jealous type, he already didn't like Miguel. That man is too strict, too much of a pain in the ass for Hobie's liking.

"What? He's our boss or leader? He handle this stuff. Don't get upset, mi amor." Miles pouts as he sent out an emergency single. "Besides, you should be worrying about this one not liking you." He lift his chin to his sister's direction.

Billie still glaring at Hobie. "She will love me, after all I'm the love of your life." Hobie chuckles having to give a quick kiss on Miles' cheek.

Miles blushes, "Yet you pick on her."

"NO!" Billie shouted with her hands waving back and forth being mad Hobie got close to her brother.

"Hey guys! What's up!" Gwen and Pav appeared being one of the first ones. "Miguel sent us and Peter out. He's late."

"As always." Miles said holding Billie in his baby carrier.

"Awe, look at her cute mask and" Pav gasps out loud looking at her feet, "her wittle booties! I so want kids when I get married to my beloved Gaytari!" He fantasize being a father with cute kids, especially more when Miles introduce them to his little sister.

"Hehe!" Billie giggles.

Pav playfully do funny faces and tickle her cheek. Billie likes Pav. He doesn't hurt Miles, he's goofy.

Gwen giggles, "Hey, Billie. How's it going?"

"Bueno!" Billies smiles happily at Gwen, she likes Gwen. Gwen doesn't pick on Miles for fun!

Then the portal open having Peter B. Parker with Mayday following along side him wearing a cute Spidergirl outfit. "Okay, May. Remember to stay away from dangerous. Your first task is to climb away from danger and stay close to my sight."

"Okie Dookie, daddy!" Mayday giggles then gasps, "Billie!" She happily skips over to see her cute baby sister. "Hi, Miles." Mayday view Miles as her big brother too.

"May!" Billie giggles at her older sister.

Miles chuckles, "Hey, May. How are you doing?" He squat to her level that way she can hug Billie.

Mayday sniffs Billie, "Good and she smells so good. Baby smell!"

"All baby's smell like that." Peter chuckles, "So what's the plan?"

"I thought Miguel gave you the plan?" Gwen asked.

"Well, you're all adults. I thought you guys can make up one. Who needs that Grumps' plan?" Peter asked out loud.

"Miguel is gonna get mad if we don't follow his plan...." Pav hums, as he squat to play patty cake with Mayday while Billie cheers them on.

"I like that. Let's wing it, eh? Come on, luv. We can do it." Hobie said to his partner with his hand on his shoulder.

Miles rub his chin, "I dunno know..."

"Come on! We can do it!" Peter said out loud. "Besides this is level two anomaly. We just go in and out."

Gwen shrugs, "I guess, but if Miguel come at us. I'ma put the blame on you. Your the oldest!"

"I'm not that old." Peter pouts.

Mayday turns to her dad, "Daddy, you're old!"

Pav burst out laughing. "May, why your mean like your mom?" Peter pouts again.

"Anyway let do this!" Hobie said.

The spider heroes group up, then each one began using their webs to swing to the warehouse. Peter said, "Miles. Hobie, you took east. Gwen and Pav. West. I'll come from the top. Remember stay quiet and hidden."

"Got it!"

This is where it got fun. Miles and Hobie stuck together being on top of the stairs out of the warehouse. Hobie peaks to find the anomaly eating something, being all hunched over. Billie saw a blue butterfly coming out of the warehouse, it landed on her nose. "Ohhhh, linda!" her big round doe like eyes gleaming at how pretty it is.

"It's doing nothing? Is this a level 2?" Hobie whispers turning to his boyfriend.

Miles shrugs, "Miguel sent the scan. We should be careful since Lyla seems to give warning to not upset it."

Hobie rolled his eyes, "It's always Miguel said this and that, luv."

"Hobie, he sent it." Miles side eyes him then place his hands on his hips. "Esta loco?"

Hobie sighs, "Sorry, luv. How about a kiss? Come on, I need to know you love me." He pucker his lips waiting for his boyfriend to kiss him.

Miles blushes, "Hobie, we're on a mission."

Billie felt Hobie's body getting way too close for comfort and it made her more mad that the pretty blue butterfly flew away. "NO!" She shoot her web shooter at Hobie's face.

"Good job, Billie." Miles giggles.

"Hey lovebirds! We're about to move close." Peter call them through their earbuds. "Hobie go in. Pav is already setting up the trap. Gwen and Miles, distract the anomaly."

"What do I do?" Mayday asked as she stood on the roof with her dad being excited to help.

"You stay here and be safe, honey. That's a big job."

"Aweee, you never let me help." She pouts.

"I promise you will but you still need to practice on your web shooting, and powers." Peter kisses his daughter's cheek, "Stay safe, remember." Her dad went in one of the holes of the old warehouse.

Miles and Gwen went inside of the warehouse, they saw Peter on top. "Okay, now." He said through their earbuds.

Within a blink an eye, Billie was already seeing pretty blue blasts. Her big brother being extra carefully because of her. Gwen shouting to give warning. The anomaly is all glitching, with a pretty periwinkle blue and white glow. Billie's eyes noticed blue butterflies around the small anomaly. "Pretty!" She said. Why did the butterfly look so small, too?

"Hobie, now!" Peter uses his web shooters to block the entrance.

The anomaly growls and glitch out sounding so afraid like a frail small animal. Hobie appears using his guitar to wack it. The Gwen uses her web to surround it. The anomaly look so scared, confused that it made Billie upset.

When Miles got close enough to use his lightening on it, Billie started to huff and puff. Big tears forming from her eyes as she saw the tiny anomaly whimpering in fear and pain. "Nononononono!" Billie wiggles having to burst out crying out loud!

"Billie? Wha-what's wrong?" Miles looking concern. "Are you hurt?" He quickly took step back to check on his sister.

"Nonononononono. Malo! Malo her-man-no!" She cries out loud with her hands smacking her brother being upset.

"Qué?" Miles trying to calm her down.

Hobie saw the anomaly quickly uses its blue bean to aim at Miles and Billie. "Miles, look out." He quickly pushes them out of the way. The beam aims from bottom to the top. Hitting the roof!

Mayday shrieks seeing the beam coming through. "MAYDAY!" Peter shouted, seeing his daughter falling into the warehouse.

"I gotchu!" Pav swing by to rescue her, catching her in his arms.

Mayday hugs Pat's neck tightly still feeling her heart pounding. That was too close for comfort. She will listen to her dad next time.

Peter saw the warehouse crumbling, "It's falling! Everyone get out." He swing out with Pav and Mayday.

Gwen quickly got out of window. "MILES! HOBIE! OVER HERE!"

The small anomaly scattered away from an opening getting away. Billie saw this and was proud to save it. "Come on, luv. Let's go!" Hobie carries Miles bridal style having to book it.

The group got out safely. Peter sighing in relief having his baby gurl in his arms, "Oh thank god, you're okay May." He almost fainted with relief.

Gwen crosses her arms, "So? Mission fail?"

"Mission fail." They all agreed.

Miles look at Billie being chipper than before. "What happen with Billie?" Pav asked having his chin resting on Miles' shoulder.

"I dunno know. She was crying and I thought she hurt herself? Maybe- I need to go to med-bay. Maybe she sprain something?" He's voice filled with worried.

Hobie said, "I don't think she's hurt... I think she didn't like what we were doing to the anomaly."

"What?" Miles blink in surprised, then again his little sister is smart like Mayday. They are more aware of things than most kids.

Billie merely glance up at her big brother then giggle. Gwen said, "I mean, that's kinda good? She's aware of emotions, right?"

"And bad, because she can't be in missions like this." Peter added having to hold his daughter in his arms being over protective.

Then their watches beeping from Miguel. Lyla's voice rings their ears, "Miguel wants to see you all!"

"UGHH!" Everyone except Mayday and Billie groaned.

"Yay, uncle Mig!" Mayday giggles.

Billie cheers out loud, "Tio!"

"I thought she would hate Miguel?" Hobie asked.

"No, she actually loves him." Miles casually say. "They're best friends."

Hobie stop following him being surprised, "What?" Almost in shock.

Billie laughs out loud at his expression. "Yeah, her and Miguel are like this." Miles crossed his fingers, "Same way with Mayday and Gerald. Hobie, why you're so surprised? Miguel is great with kids."

"It's just..." Hobie pouts at Billie, "Alright, lil one. I'll be your best friend."

"No!" She pouts. "Tio!" She chanted.

Miles laughs, "Oh now, you want her to like you. Why? Because Miguel?" He always knew Hobie would be jealous some way some how.

They all went to spider headquarters to face their leader.

(Part 2)

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #spiderman #spider verse #across the spider verse

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squigglywindy · 1 year

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Squiggles' Cousin Plays The LU Name Game

So, my cousin. Y'all may know her as the person I referenced in an ask game once as the only person who knows I'm on Tumblr. I am exactly 31 days older than her and we have been inseparable for life, but she knows nothing about LU. She knows that I like "that one comic called something about Zelda" (rip she was not paying attention) but that is it. She hasn't played any games or seen anything about LU. Just know she can be a lil inappropriate and I edited her a little but, y'know. It was funny.

I will call her Gertrude because it's...well, it's what I call her. But it is very much not her name, it's a dumb joke I like to tease her about that no one else uses so I think it's a safe pseudonym to use.

So I messaged her today and was like "hey you're playing the name game I'm sending the pics tell me what you think" and like the good cousin that she is, she played along. I screenshotted some of what I thought were absolute quality frames from the last few updates and ran with it.

It went something like this...

Gertrude: ✨Alligator Warrior✨

Gertrude: Frog

Me: You have got to be more creative

Gertrude: Okay. Sir Henry Hop if you're gonna be picky

Gertrude: Sir Edgar Fair Legs. He looks like a fairy, but it's not fairy legs. It's Fair Legs

Gertrude: Sir Edgar Fairy Legs Jr. This one is actually a fairy

Me: You can't do two Edgars

Gertrude: I CAN IF THAT'S HIS SON AND YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT IS NOT EDGAR'S CHILD

Gertrude: Big eyed fairy boy that has attachment to blanket. His name is um...Sir Lucy. But he is known as The Boy With An Emotional Attachment To A Blue Blanket

Gertrude: You if you were a cartoon. Idk Edgar I guess

Me: THEY CANNOT ALL BE EDGAR

Gertrude: OH! OH I'VE GOT IT! SAD SAM!

Gertrude: Oh. Oh so they're fruity fruity.

Me: Gertrude please

Gertrude: Squiggs look at them. That's a whole fruit basket I have never seen a fruitier human and I love them

Me: What is his name

Gertrude: Idk he thinks he's all that and a bag of chips though. Um. OH I KNOW! FRUITY FRED!

(And then she sent me a video of her demonstrating what she thinks he walks like and it was hilarious and unfortunately includes her face so y'all just know it was quality and involved a lot of hair flipping)

Gertrude: Oh that's Mark

Me: That's it?

Gertrude: Yeah he's just Mark

Gertrude: OH. OUGH. OFNDJKFDSHJKFDS. UHHHH. SEXY EDGAR

Me: NOT ANOTHER EDGAR

Gertrude: HE IS SIR EDGAR FAIR LEGS' YOUNGER LESS SUCCESSFUL BUT SEXIER BROTHER HIS NAME IS CAMERON BUT EVERYONE CALLS HIM SEXY EDGAR

Gertrude: Wowza. You know what Doja cat said about big noses

Me: Gertrude focus

Gertrude: His name is definitely Samuel. Samuel Elk Boy. He can turn into an elk

Gertrude: OH GOSH. SO MANY THOUGHTS AT ONCE WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS KID

Me: THIS IS MY ABSOLUTE BELOVED TREAD CAREFULLY

Gertrude: Bowling ball looking eyeballs. He's adorable but my gosh he can see noises. He can see the sound waves. He can find my potential in life. Damn 👁👄👁

Me: GERTRUDE

Gertrude: OKAY I'M SORRY. IT'S BILLY. BILLY WITH THE BIG ASS EYES

Gertrude: Oooh a girl. I know she could kick anybody's ass. AND cook up a storm. MRS. EDGAR

Me: WHY

Gertrude: If she's not married to Sexy Edgar she should be. She deserves it

Me: Let her be her own person. Give her a name

Gertrude: HE TOOK HER NAME, FOOL. IT'S HIM THAT DOESN'T HAVE ONE

Gertrude: Sexy Wolf. Mrs. Edgar turns into this wolf

Me: She does not

Gertrude: She should

Me: Thank you for participating you did terrible

Gertrude: Yeah whatever I'm still thinking about those big ass eyes they saw things I didn't know existed

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captainkirkk · 1 year

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✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes.

Send to All by kerosceene

I, ___________________________, hereby acknowledge that this form represents my wishes should I contract phytoaphrodisiac-induced delirium (hereafter referred to as “PAID”) during engagements with or while apprehending Dr. Pamela Lillian Isley (“Poison Ivy”). - the bats have a sex pollen release form. because of course they do.

My Brother's Keeper by Chemical_Processes

Tim gets hit with Fear while on a league mission, and it's Damian's job to get him home in one piece.

Statute of Limitations by Oka_Hills1232

Captain Marvel has been in the game for a decade now. He's very likeable, everyone agrees on this, but that's about the only thing anyone can say about him. For however friendly he seems, he's never really talked about his life outside of the cape. That is, until today.

The Justice League has just learned something rather alarming about their enigmatic colleague Captain Marvel. They really need to talk to him about it, the problem is, he's very hard to get ahold of… Billy's just here to enjoy himself and revel in the big reveal, after all, it's not like anyone can stop him now.

Scum Villain Self-Saving System

Subversion by feelslikefire

Shen Qingqiu encounters Luo Binghe two years early in a brothel in Jin Lan City. Upon seeing his once most beloved disciple, Shen Qingqiu promptly starts coughing up flower petals. (Again.)

Then things get worse.

* * * * *

Or: I wondered, "What would happen if I smashed truth pollen and hanahaki disease together as tropes?" This is the result.

My Hero Academia

i fell heavy (into your arms) by sundefeater lou (sundefeater) for EyesofftheMaud

He could see him though. His cheeks were round with baby fat, his eyes unshadowed, but he was unmistakably his Toshinori. Even before he'd gotten the weakly mumbled confirmation of the other's name he'd known. He could see Toshinori in the child's eyes, the deep blue gaze watery and afraid but so achingly familiar; he could feel it in his bones, where One for All sang and reached for the remnants of ashes that should have been there, but weren't.

Or: Izuku has always been a dutiful son. All Might suddenly being younger than Eri isn't going to change that.

Cataclysm by xylophones

Part 2 of Despite Your Good Intentions

Opinion Editorial • Tokyo Times Hero Intern Deku: Our Next Savior, or the Catalyst of Hero Society’s Downfall? By Yumoto Ryobe Like • Comment • Share It’s been a month since Hosu City was rocked with attacks from the newest villain group, the League of Villains, and Hero Intern Deku’s (unranked) takedown of the serial killer Stain, his first S ranked villain arrest. Pro Hero media is a mess of differing opinions on Deku, ranging from idolization to condemnation. Fan clubs and hate clubs alike have popped up online. Despite his rousing speech in Hosu and his call to action, Deku has been notably absent from the public eye in any meaningful way. With tensions high and no word from the one at the heart of all the chaos, the question must be asked: just what the hell is Hero Intern Deku doing? (Honestly? His best.)

Stranger Things

Actually Me - Eddie Munson by Savi_Yoi

This idea was bouncing around my brain at 3am so I just had to write it down.

Eddie is a famous musician. Gaining fame through the 90s with Corroded Coffin. Him and Steve have been together since 1987, but they were always very private about their relationship. Steve is like a cryptid in the Corroded Coffin fandom, with very little information about him, and very few pictures. Eddie is promoting a solo album in 2021, and Steve is pulled on camera to do a silly interview with him. They're about 54/55 in this fic.

This is the transcript of that interview.

The Tunnels of Bel'Mar by neuronary

“Shit,” Wheeler said, realisation dawning across his face. “Fucking tunnels, shit!” “Seriously, dude?” Sinclair said. “You just clocked? He’s been freaking out all week and you only just realised.” “It’s Dustin!” Wheeler protested. “I thought he was just… being Dustin!”

Or, a dungeon Eddie designs freaks Dustin out a little bit too much. He doesn't get an explanation.

#happy weekend everyone!#my posts #weekly fic round up #fic recs #stranger things recs #dc recs #svsss recs #bnhs recs

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findafight · 1 year

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THANK YOU for the scoops troop post starcourt fic bc it’s been driving me CRAZY that the whole tortured by Russian MILITARY as teenagers was never brought up again!? Especially with Steve - like I don’t know how my guy handles physical touch and affection after all he’s been through physically and emotionally and he’s written off as a haha character most of the time but there’s SO much there with trauma, especially since the only other person with an inkling of what happened with the Russians is Robin

Ahhh yeah continuing this fic is definitely on the list. sorry this gets a little rambling and idk if it makes sense. Because obviously Steve and Robin don't outright tell Dustin and Erica what happened but they're smart kids and sort figured there was some light torture happening. And when you're running on adrenaline a lot of stuff doesn't register right away, so they have to have a chat about that and guilt for 'letting' it happen.

And like, they could have mentioned it when everyone regrouped in the food court but by that point Robin and Steve were crashing from Russian drugs and I can only assume they thought it was pretty obvious where they'd been what with Erica telling Murray how to actually get in. But then it's over and Hopper is dead and so is billy so it's not even the biggest deal that they were tortured and Robin definitely thought Steve was dead for a bit. They can deal with it together.

With Steve it's like "haha Steve is slow on the uptake and doesn't understand a lot and isn't very smart and asks a lot of dumb questions" and never "steve has had two severe concussions within a year of each other and he still graduated highschool on time only to be concussed AGAIN" my poor beloved blorbo please someone let him rest. And I desperately want one of the actual adult members of the upside down crew to realize that he's just sort of. Dealt with it by himself or with Robin, that he doesn't have the same support network as the party or Joyce and Hop or Nancy and Jonathan (who both have siblings that understand, Jon with his mom as well). And yeah he has Robin after S3, and Dustin is basically his brother, but it's different, because the only one who he'd remotely be absolutely honest with is Robin, who also only has him, and actually it's a miracle they're functional at all.

And I want Steve to be confused why the Grown Ups are mad (worried?) That he didn't tell them he and Robin were actually literally tortured because they all had better things to do, they had no obligations to Steve. He and Robin had each other, and he and Robin supported Dustin and Erica, and they're all fine now. The first few months were rough, sure, but now it's okay.

Plus the fact that the Byers were moving leaving Steve as the oldest person besides Murray who didn't live in Hawkins who knew about the upsidedown. He was the one that was supposed to be in charge and responsible, because no one else should have to do that when they're all trying to move on, so what good would telling Joyce, who would be far from Hawkins and its horrors, about how he could barely wear his watch sometime because it reminded him of being tied back to back with Robin. She couldn't do anything about it and she didn't get it the way Robin would.

So he and Robin have sleep overs and long talks so they're semi functional and can help Erica and Dustin work through it too. They deal with it together, because none of their parents know and Steve is accustomed to adults being unreliable even without world ending secrets involved. And there aren't any grown ups around anyways so. He's the grown up of the group and it's his job to make sure all the kids are okay.

I think out of anyone outside of Scoops Troop, Lucas probably knows the most because Erica is his sister and now she knows he gets her to talk about it. She's reluctant at first because he wasn't there, but does, because Lucas is her big brother and he is there for her. And while he and Steve were friends after Billy in S2 and Steve's protective streak, Lucas gets really close to Steve with Erica, because they're both clingy to each other and Steve, for all he's basically a bag of nervously shaking chihuahuas with hairspray and ibuprofen keeping him from breaking down at any given moment he isn't holding Robin's hand, seems like a stable force in their lives.

#steve Harrington #scoops troop #stranger things #finda writes stuff #anonasaurus #findaanswers

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chrisevansdaughter · 2 years

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Hey!! I love the stuff u write any chris evans!! I was wondering if you could write for him and sister reader where she gets fainting spells but one day faints in the car when Chris is driving ! :) thanks hope ur doing okayy

The story of how I scared America's Golden Boy to death.

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Paring: Chris x Sister! Reader

Warnings: Fainting, mentions of fainting spells, low iron *hehe me in a nutshell*, Chris is the best concerned big brother, anxiety on Chris' part and mild swearing.

Summary: Y/n suffers from fainting spells due to iron deficiency anaemia and has a spell whilst Chris is driving, even though he thought Y/n was sleeping for a hot minute.

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So I'm y/n and well I would say having a deficiency in iron is fun but let me tell you it's not.

Now let me tell you about the time I scared the absolute life out of my older brother Chris it is a funny story to tell but it wasn't fun for me because fainting is not fun in anyway.

You and Chris were always two peas in a pod, the Evans sibling duo when he found out that you were anaemic he got a little bit more protective of his sister than he already was. Like he could get anymore protective but here we are. Always making sure you were taking your meds, not overdoing it and when you need it resting and eating the right food because fatigue hit you hard, fainting did too.

Now the brief backstory is over let's get to the fateful day that lead to this story that scared the shit out of everyone's beloved America's ass.

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You felt faint when you woke up, fatigue swamping your body convincing your brain to shut your eyes in order to wash away the feeling but you had to get up Chris and I had a whole day planned, sibling bonding time was the best since he was always away, it was time that I loved and cherished so much. It just sucked that being anaemic gets in the way sometimes, you can do everything right and it still goes to shit.

You just went about your day with Chris acting like nothing was wrong and that you were absolutely fine right because you were.

Right?

You couldn't be more wrong, Chris did think you were a bit off since you were always dancing whilst you made breakfast together which you always did when he was home.

"Bubs, you feeling okay today come 'ere" Chris spoke softly opening his arms for y/n to join him in an embrace

"Mmhmm just feeling a little tired I guess" I replied stifling a yawn in Chris' chest

"Did you take your meds today baby?, Not feeling too dizzy?" Chris replied

cough cough protective brother mode activated

"Yeah I did take my meds, but I do feel a bit dizzy but nothing more than usual. Can we go for a drive with Dodger?" I asked just wanting to get out of the house.

"Of course bubs, you go get yourself ready and I'll meet you in the car" Chris replied loudly since I was already walking away.

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15 minutes into the drive that feeling you know all too well, the likes of Billy Joel & Lana Del Ray swirled through your ears, and all the turns of the roads spun your head tenfold.

Hoping the inevitable wouldn't happen the anxiety bubbled in your stomach causing the faint feeling to become evermore present, soon that feeling did take over your brain on autopilot.

Eyes stooping to a close.

Body going slack.

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Now you might ask is this the part of the story where I scare the shit out of America's golden boy, yes yes it is.

I thought y/n was being a bit too quiet for my liking, I glance over to the passenger side of the car noticing y/n was sleeping.

Calling her name, she didn't respond. That’s strange because she’s a light sleeper. Anxiety started to run ramped in my body not wanting anything to be wrong with my baby sister. I pulled over knowing I had to check on her, my full undivided attention on her which in this case was very needed.

Safely pulled over, I jogged over to the passenger side to wake y/n up believing that she fainted since it clicked how she said she was dizzy this morning and was just really off.

"Bubs wake up for me come on open those eyes, I've gotta see those eyes," I said rubbing her arm.

"Chrissy, what- what happened?" y/n slowly woke up visibly confused as to why I was now by her side of the car, door open, and the car stopped.

"You fainted baby, you feel a little better? Because I thought you were just sleeping." I said slightly chuckling as to why it didn't click because dizzy spells weren't a strange thing for y/n.

"Oh- okay, I'm tired," she said giving me a hug and snuggling into my chest.

"Let's get you home then bug, we can watch something and you can snuggle in my bed if you want to," I replied knowing all too well that would happen anyway

"mmm, okay sounds good" y/n replied somewhat back to herself.

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So this is just how y/n's life went with anaemia and with overprotective America's golden boy that was her meatball brother.

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Hey! Everyone I hope you enjoy this fic and to the anon who requested this, thank you so much for this idea. This is also a personal one for me too I have anaemia so I thought with the whole fainting thing it was fitting, I hope you all love it <3

#chrisevansdaughter #chris evans #chris evans daughter #chris evans x reader #fluff #chris evans headcanon #chrisevansdaughter anons #chrisevansdaughter answers #chrisevansdaughter asks #✨ anon #chris x sister reader #chris evans x sister reader

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fanfiction-artist-prototype · 2 years

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AU Masterlist

Both so I have an idea of where my posts go in the void and in case anyone wants to dig through my ideas and AU’s

Kiss the Abyss

Fine, I’ll do it myself

Boku No Hero Acadamia (May not be complete due to Tumblr eating posts)

Vigilante

Vigilante AU v1

Vigilante AU v2 pt 1

Vigilante AU v2 pt 2

Rich AU

Rich Midoriya Izuku AU

Blue Beetle AU

Costumes

Memes

Group Photo

Billy and Mandy’s Grimm Tales AU

Older Eri & Kouta meet Death

Total Drama AU

Comic

“Vote him out, please!”

“You’re tell me a shrimp friend this rice?”

Delinquent AU

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Foreshadowing meme

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Blood Mistakes AU/ Emancipation

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Asks | 1 2 3 4

Art | 1 2 3

Fun Facts| 1 2 3 4

Snippets | 1 2 3 4 5

Memes | 1 2

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No Honour Amongst Thieves AU

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We Don’t Remember A Boat in A Bottle AU

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@adorabledeku aka the account responsible for the au

The Tiniest Lifeboat (Sequel to Boat in A Bottle)

Art | 1

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Who Made Me A Prince AU

Art | 1 2 3 4 5 6

Asks | 1 2 3

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Portal AU

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Time Travel bugaloo

Toddlers in the sandpit

Midoriya can murder, as a treat (AU Collection)

Blood Stains the Skin Red

A Family Endeavour

Nine

Nomu

Nomu 2.0

Among us AU

There is 1 Imposter Remaining (fic)

A Body has been Found (fic)

0 Imposters Remaining (fic)

All For One is a Midoriya collection

“Yeah... My Dad was a-” (fic)

Dysfunctional Midoriya family (being rewritten) (fic)

Annoying little brothers AU (fic)

Izuku dies in this one (fic)

Trolley Problem AU

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original concept tag

All Might gets assassinated lamely

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Musical Numbers

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Assassination Classroom crossover

Quirks Do Not Equate to Intelligence (fic)

The Old Bait and Switch/ Kumicho Izuku AU

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(This one is just too big and eaten by tumblr so the best bet is to scroll)

The Old Bait and Switch (fic)

Rooks and Bishops (fic)

Water vs Stone (fic)

It’s all the same in the end (fic)

DadMight AUs

Paper Crane Souls (fic)

Eldritch AU

Inhuman (fic)

Unnatural (fic)

Perception (fic)

450,000,000 (fic)

Sentient Quirk AU’s (yes, plural)

Let Midoriya sleep 2k20 (fic)

What we Want (fic)

If cringe why rebirth quirk so angsty?

Fraudulent Claim to Immortality (original/discontinued)

Fraudulent Claim to Immortality electric boogaloo (rewrite)

Wash AU’s (Wash au’s my beloveds)

Clusterfuck AU (link is just to the tag, so scrowl down to the bottom and work up for context)

Wash Adopts the Todoroki’s AU

Wash is Midoriya Hisashi AU

Wash is Izuku’s Father AU (yes it’s a different AU) 1 2

Traitor Wash AU

Wash Fanboy Bakugou | extra

Yuuga is AFO’s biological son (Yes this one is linked to my Wash AU’s)

Warehouse AU (There’s more but unfortunately tumblr refuses to acknowledge the posts)

Trash of the Count’s Family

Issue Found in Translation

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memes | 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

art by @/screamingtofuu

OG Cale would be a good Hyung to Lock

Rimuru & Cale friendship AU

Talk Shit, Get Hit

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Well then...

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TCFBLR Birthday week

Day 1

Persona 5

All seeing eye AU

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Memes | 1 2

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2/2 role reverse AU

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Rival Soup (fic link)

Twin AU (fic)

Care to be my Ganimard? (fic)

Akira’s Parents are Yakuza au (fic)

Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

Twilight Princess/BOTW connection AU (fic)

Group Hug (fic)

Zonai Link AU (fic)

No Need for Courage Anymore (fic)

Leaving the Nest (fic)

Danny Phantom

Danny Phantom/JL/Constantine AU (fic)

Nameless (fic)

Danny What the Fuck!? (fic) (Danny Phantom/JL)

Miraculous Ladybug

All human wisdom is contained in these two words 'wait' and 'hope' -The Count of Monte Cristo

Miraculous Ladybug/Batman AU (rewrite/discontinued) (salt fic)

Sk8 The Infinity

Chinen Miya's Totally Not A Delinquent Delinquent Friend

Fire Emblem 3 Houses

Scorpion in the Dragons Den

Not a complete list, to be updated as more fics/AUs are made/written

#Masterlist #my aus #my au #proto au #list #au list #masterpost #master list #master post

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strawberryblondebutch · 10 months

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Pls tell me more about sid in tmfs! Did Tatum play hockey with her?

Sidney Prescott, my beloved!

Sidney was of the age where she pretty much exclusively had to play on boys' teams, because there just… weren't women's teams. In this iteration (because it doesn't make sense for everyone to be in Woodsboro), the Prescotts lived in Los Angeles, so because it was a big city, she at least had local rinks to go to and a local team whose games she could attend.

She met Billy and Stu first through state tournaments when they were in middle and high school, but she really fell in with that group their freshman year of college, because, once again, she had to play on the Windsor boys' team. Their coach expected that the two Woodsboro Killers would protect the girl on the team (in case her uterus flies out blah blah), but Sidney, naturally, could both take and give some pretty strong body checks of her own.

Tatum did not play hockey and was unceremoniously assigned the "puck bunny" label because she dated Stu. She and Sidney immediately became friends the first time the players and their WAGs had a get-together. This is where Sidney learned that, no matter how tough you are on the ice, you cannot drink a WAG under the table. (Jesse Compher in real life learned this when her brother won the Stanley Cup.) "Hey, Stu, I'm gonna steal your girlfriend for a minute," became a common refrain.

She did date Billy, briefly, but it was pretty universally recognized as a bad idea given that they were teammates, and he left Windsor after a year to go pro anyway.

She mostly appeared for the US women's national team but also spent various seasons in the pro women's hockey leagues that popped up semi-regularly throughout the 2000s: the NWHL, WWHL, CWHL. These all, in this universe, predate the stable formation of the WNHL in 2005 (their season opener timed to fill the void left by the NHL lockout, which helped their success). Unlike her peers, Sidney retired on the earlier end, around the age of 32. She was tired of the instability of the sport and the strain on her body and pretty much retired to the woods, like most star athletes tend to do when they don't like the spotlight.

Kirby had a Sidney Prescott Olympics poster in her bedroom. Sam did not.

#two minutes for slashing au

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rockabye-billy · 1 year

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Stranger Things meet 10 Things I Hate About You

#stranger things meet 10 things I hate about you #incorrect stranger things quotes #billy hargrove #max mayfield #billy and max #siblings for the win #source: 10 things I hate about you #(in)correct quotes #edit #my stuff #[my stuff - siblings for the win]#big brother billy my beloved #harringrove #(well it's not technically harringrove but I wanna show it to YOU guys 💛)

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slasher-male-wife · 2 years

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hi I luv your content, can do you some headcannons for dwayne? 🥹🥹

Dwayne my beloved. I still laugh thinking about Billy just walking around shirtless all the time on set. It's pretty funny to my. Again talking about my mutual Lost (@/lostbxys) Dwayne is his favorite boy and I'm stealing a lot of these head cannons from him. Also Lost I know you won't do this but just in case don't try to cancel me for these lmao.

General and Relationship head cannons for Dwayne tlb

Warnings: None I can think of.

I agree he was turned in the 1700's. He was the first boy to be turned out of the four of them.

He got mad hoes. Like everyone was kinda scared of him so he picked up chicks and dudes left and right.

I can see him bonding with Paul at woodstock about being labeled something for how many partners they have had.

He isn't like the actual biological big brother to Laddie he still fills the role. He's very protective over Laddie and takes the role of being a big brother seriously.

He probably has something for his hair that he uses to keep it so nice. He's from the 1700's he knows some like plant oils or whatever to keep his hair nice and clean.

Also has only three shirts. One from Woodstock, one from the night he turned, one from when he was a kid and I think Lost mentioned a fourth one but that was awhile ago.

He's great at shoplifting he just doesn't do it often. When he does he uses Paul and or Marko as a distraction.

Listens to more "girly" music (by that I mean female artists and artists popular with women and girls) with Star sometimes. Not his favorite kind of music but it's nice to listen to with Star.

Made his jacket with the help of Marko. Probably stole it from a victim. Maybe a greaser from the 50's? I like the idea of the boys being greasers.

He scolds Paul all the time for how he treats his hair. "Paul your hair is so fried I can blow on it and it would snap in half." Forces Paul to let him wash out his hair once at week at least. Also probably steals hairspray for him.

Has a few tattoos on him here and there.

Makes sure the boys keep the swearing down around Laddie. They get very creative with their insults too. "Marko if you looked up while it was raining you'd drown." "I can't drown stupid we're vampires."

Relationship head cannons

Dwayne probably met you when he saw you helping Laddie when he got lost. He'll notice how attractive you are and probably will ask you out from there.

Will get teased by Paul and Marko and will roll his eyes about it. He'll get protective over you too and insist to David that you're not gonna be a victim.

Will tell you about the whole vampire thing before you two start dating. Won't force you to turn but he will let you know it's gonna have to happen eventually. But who doesn't wanna be a vampire with a hot vampire boyfriend.

I mentioned this before but Dwayne's main love language is quality time. He loves spending time with you doing things you both love. Playing game on the boardwalk, watching the sunset if he gets up early enough, walks on the beach, reading to you, going for rides alone, whatever he can do with you he wants to do.

Is ok with physical touch but he's gonna have to warm up to it a bit. Not really used to it all that much but he's not totally shut off to the idea. He'll hold your hand often and give soft cheek kisses around the boys. Won'r do much physical affection around Laddie however.

If you ask about it he will go over his past, leaving out some bits he wants to forget about along the way. He's been alive for over 3 centuries so he's got a lot of stories to tell. Will tell you stories about the other boys too. I like the idea of him telling you about the time Marko got bucked off a horse and the reason he got on the horse in the first place was because "I grew up on a farm. I can ride horses."

When you do turn he's going to make sure your first hunt is special. Just the two of you together and the victims. After this he'll help you get the hang of all the new vampire stuff. "Dwayne my nails keep breaking." "Don't worry about it darling they grow back quick."

That's another thing. He loves pet names. Darling, pretty boy/girl, lovely, honey, dear, handsome, beautiful, etc. Lot's of pet names.

#dwayne x reader #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne lost boys #dwayne tlb #slasher x reader #slasher x y/n

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ajgrey9647 · 2 months

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Self-soothing prompts: Wrapping themself in a large blanket that makes them feel small and safe. + Coinless Zack?

Pain in Multiples/No One Can Save You But You

His life had changed so dramatically and rapidly that Zack had no time to process the traumatic events as they unfolded. The Black Ranger had stubbornly held on to the big picture once his initial shellshock in the aftermath of Drakkon’s birth had receded. There hadn’t been a choice, really.

The survivors needed him to get his head together, to keep them safe, to formulate some kind of plan to defeat the monster. However, everything he came up with amounted to a suicide mission, their chances of success well in the negative percentile. Which Billy claimed wasn’t empirically possible as his mind scrambled for tight control of whatever it could find and, of course, mathematics and its precise outcomes fit the bill nicely.

Zack barely kept himself from the flashpoint of rage at the silly, pedantic statement, his hand smacking sharply against the assortment of scribbled papers littering the rickety table.

“Obviously, I don’t literally mean we have a -1000% of defeating Lord Drakkon, Billy!” he snapped, hating himself for his irritation even as the words tumbled forth. “I just don’t care for the words ‘certain death’, alright?”

The Blue Ranger retreated back to his tiny cot in the stark, barren room of the abandoned nursing facility like a scolded puppy.

“Oh God, Billy! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” the black-clad teen sighed, following his friend’s retreat.

He nestled on the lumpy piece of furniture next to where the blonde genius huddled under a ragged scrap of a blanket, only the wispy top of his golden locks visible.

“No, Zack. I’m the one who should be apologizing… I should have been able to determine a quicker way to infuse Jason with the White Tiger powers. Or invented a way to help fortify the Command Center against breaches. If I had, then Zordon, Alpha, and Jason would still be here,” he sobbed brokenly. “This is all my fault!”

Placing a shaky hand over the tightly bundled fabric, the Black Ranger hissed forcefully.

“That’s not true, man! If anything is anyone’s fault…well, I could have tried harder or looked longer to find Tommy before that son of a bitch hitched himself back with Rita! I could have convinced him his place was with us! Then there would have no need for new powers or any of that other shit!”

Of course, words were hollow in moments such as these.

The icy fingers of blame stretched far and wide, ensnared deep in the darkest parts of each Ranger’s heart. No amount of countering could convince any of them that they did not have a direct hand in the terrible emergence of this homicidal, superpowered dickhead.

Zack already knew full well where Kimberly Hart stood on her role in this nightmarish clusterfuck. Their conversation had gone no better than the one he’d had with the Blue Ranger. Full of rage and vengeance in addition to her bitter tears, the Pink Ranger spit fire as she insisted upon her failure.

“And if I pressed harder on my suspicion that Tommy was the Green Ranger way back before we finally found out, maybe that would have changed things, given us more time, I don’t know! Or if I had been able to get through to him when I confronted him in the Youth Center before the Sword of Darkness was destroyed…” she yelled, kicking violently at a haphazard stack of old wooden crates outside the kitchen.

The tiny girl had been profoundly changed the moment Drakkon’s deadly hands held forth Jason’s blood streaked red Tyranno helmet with its shattered visor. Something broke inside her at seeing the graphic evidence of her beloved big brother’s murder.

Kimberly often awoke in the wee hours of the night, screaming a heartbroken wail that echoed easily down the tiled corridors where the remaining citizens secreted themselves from Drakkon’s Red Sentry army.

“I miss him, Zack! I don’t know how to live without him here, to protect us, guide us… I’d give anything for one more of his big teddy bear hugs right now!” she moaned, her knees giving out and dropping her to the ground. “To hear his voice…”

From a battered canvas bag she kept guarded on her person at all times, her trembling hands pulled out a small, velvety plush dinosaur, it’s black plastic eyes seemingly gazing into their souls, the two small front legs adorned with soft, felt claws.

“Rexy…” Zack gasped in wonderment. “How the hell did you get that? And when? Drakkon’s goons…”

Kim cuddled the T Rex tightly to her chest in defiance.

“Don’t worry about it,” she retorted. “It’s one piece of Jason that motherfucker won’t ever get!”

She breathed deeply of the top of Rexy’s head.

“It still has his smell. I’m afraid of the day that it will be gone too.”

“Kim…”

But the Pink Ranger turned her head away.

“Just leave me alone, Zack… Please…”

As for Trini, she didn’t speak much for quite awhile after the events of Ascension Day, merely staring into space and only doing anything when guided physically by another person to do so. Usually that person was the Black Ranger. Caring for the catatonic girl was one concrete thing he could do to help anything in this godforsaken hellhole.

With his diligence, he’d finally coaxed the start of a few small words from the Yellow Ranger as they sat nibbling a stale piece of bread covered with a swath of crunchy peanut butter to disguise its brittleness.

“Evil won,” she whispered. “Rita…won..”

Zack couldn’t stomach hearing that sentiment.

“No, she didn’t. We’re still here, girl! And we’ll find a way to beat them! Just like we always do!”

But she shook her head, long dark swishing her upper arms.

“Not this time. There’s no going back. He killed them…”

Damn, but those early days were rough. Days? Hell, months to be more accurate.

They were all fortunate to have some time to regroup and rest within the confines of the crumbling facility Bulk had led them to before they’d been flushed out like a nest of fledgling mice into the night. More people were lost in the confusion and chaos… there was no to prevent that with the might of the jackal-like Sentries.

He, along with Kimberly, Billy, Trini, Bulk, and Skull, had managed to herd whoever he could to safety, delivering a series of satisfying blows to the marauders as he did so. Morphing into their respective suits was eerie and horrible without Jason there to call out in his deep, authoritative yell, ‘It’s Morphin’ Time!’ or ‘Tyrannosaurus!’

It was salt in their still fresh wound.

But once again, Zack was unable to take the time to properly mourn or grieve or fully appreciate the gravity of their new rebellious resistance. It felt like a movie or a nightmare or a really bad bout with alcohol… anything but reality. He always half expected to wake up in his bed before school or in the Command Center with his head bandaged or being given some elixir to reverse a spell… only to be depressingly disappointed.

The Black Ranger had not one spare minute, not when there were issues to address such as procuring food, medical equipment, weapons, clothing, or other supplies, finding safe places to hide out, or constructing their new Coinless leadership. Trini seemed to come back to life when this was going on, drawing on tremendous inner strength and determination in their fallen friends’ honor.

They would slay the dragon.

But the spiteful prick inflicted more lethal wounds before they even got that far in their day to day considerations, operating from a primal survival mode as they cared for what people remained of Angel Grove.

Rumor spread that Rita was dead, killed by ‘her’ evil Ranger’s dagger. Whispers swirled throughout what remained of the city where a lavish palace was being constructed even as the surrounding landscape slowly regressed, unnoticed in the wake of Drakkon’s coup. Those with firsthand knowledge described Rita’s final moments, screeching at the tyrant about his ‘careless, short-sighted, and impertinent decision’. No one knew to what she was referring but rather than argue, Drakkon turned toward his Empress, smiled beatifically as he declared his entitlement to a ‘prize from his battle’, and casually drove his blade through her torso.

Death and loss followed the asshole like a contagious disease.

Drakkon took Billy from them, as effortlessly as blowing a girlish kiss, his Red Sentry blasting a gory hole through the Blue Ranger as he stood protectively before Trini, her morpher already yanked from her belt and being twirled in the tyrant’s long fingers. Zack had swooped in then, challenging the dictator after knocking the murderous Sentry from the bluffs overlooking the ocean.

“Well, hello again, Zackary…” Drakkon purred, his helmet slowly roving up and down the Black Ranger’s battle-damaged suit. “Tough breaks, hmmm? Looks like you’re down another Ranger. Too bad little Skullovitch wasn’t here to save his precious boytoy this time.”

“Fuck you, you cowardly piece of shit!” Zack screamed, calling forth his axe. “I’m going to send you back to hell where you came from!”

This bluster only made Drakkon laugh wildly.

“Look around, dumbass… We’re already there.”

A white and gold saber appeared in the tyrant’s gloved hand.

“I’m glad we’ve finally gotten the chance to chat again…I never had the opportunity to regale you with my little convergence of the twain… Jason’s agonizing death when he refused to submit…”

“Shut up!” Zack snarled, swinging the heavy weapon in a wide arc that Drakkon deftly dodged with a combat roll.

Giggling, the evil Ranger slashed his blade through the air in an arrogant display.

“I tried to be merciful, Zackary, for what’s it worth… a quick, painless snap of his neck… like a chicken in a barnyard or a bunny rabbit outside its warren. But he just wouldn’t hold still… until I beat that hard head of his like a punching bag.”

Grinning through his lies, Drakkon wished he could see the Black Ranger’s face as he made up the nastiest details he could imagine.

“I destroyed that disgusting red helmet and he still thrashed around like an animal in a snare, covered in piss when he lost control of his bladder and running into things because his eyeballs ruptured under my fists. It looked like raspberry jelly smeared down his cheeks… But I really thought that crack to his neck did the trick when he dropped like a ton of bricks!”

Roaring in fury, Zack charged again, locking his axe with Drakkon’s sword as the tyrant continued to fib.

“I reached down to take his coin, Black Ranger, and that silky little belly was moving up and down. He was still breathing, crying and begging for his ‘mommy’”, he sneered in disdain. “So, I did the kindest thing I could… I hacked him open and field dressed him like a deer, pulling his guts out while he tried to scream…”

His words were cut off when Zack’s fist collided squarely with the hybridized helmet, knocking Drakkon backward toward the drop off to the turbulent ocean below. The Black Ranger was too enraged to question the tyrant about some of the inconsistences in his gruesome tale, namely that if he had gutted Jason, Drakkon should have been painted with his scarlet blood instead of just what dripped from the Tyranno helmet.

“And Zordon got to witness the whole shameful thing!”

Zack’s vision misted over with tears, the vile meanness of what happened to Jason making him want to vomit. And that was when Drakkon ceased his possumy, demure antics and proceeded to maul the Black Ranger like a pit bull, a stunning about-face that left the teen reeling.

His Mastodon coin was savagely yanked from his belt, depowering him in a flash of crackling black light. Only the sudden interference from Kimberly saved him from a deadly blow by Drakkon’s sword, as the Pink Ranger’s arrow struck the tyrant’s leg, dropping him to one knee.

She’d overheard everything, every vile detail he had had spewed and after seeing Trini cuddling Billy’s mangled corpse in her arms, watching Zack’s helpless struggle, she could no longer hold back.

“You son of a bitch! I’m going to kill you! Gut you just like you did Jason, you sick fuck!” Kim screamed.

Reinforcements arriving vibrated the ground they cowered upon and time was up. At least for now.

Trini dashed into the bracken, her blood-soaked shirt clinging to her upper body and Billy’s Triceratops coin hidden in her bra. Zack foolishly snared Kim’s waist and hauled her off into the woods as Drakkon bellowed in pain, pulling himself to his feet.

He glared after the retreating former Rangers, then lifted his hand, waggling his fingers like a toddler.

“See ya later, alligator!”

The Mastodon and Saber tooth Tiger coins were clutched tightly in his palm, perfect additions for those clamoring for the opportunity to serve in his ranks. He grinned, satisfied he’d supplied enough nightmare fuel to keep Kimberly and Zack awake for years to come.

The loss of his coin, forcefully removed from his body instead of transferred to another, left Zack in the throes of physical withdrawal as he adjusted from the enhancements of the Grid back to a mere mortal human. His skin was clammy, drenched in sweat, and he suffered the shakes to the point he couldn’t even feed himself without help.

Not that it mattered much.

He vomited everything he put in his mouth anyway.

So, ultimately all he could do at that point in time was lay upon a pallet in a ramshackle farmer’s barn somewhere in the countryside, listening to the world go on outside its sun-faded red walls. Unable to get up, or sit up, or speak more than a few words at a time, even that was exhausting.

Zack had the distinct privilege of hearing Kimberly’s loud, enraged cursing, swearing, and threatening all manner of violence upon Lord Drakkon, rebuffing all who attempted to calm her down. Skull curled into a ball somewhere near the cow pasture, wailing and wishing death for himself at the loss of Billy as Bulk tried helplessly to protect him from his own hand.

Eventually, both the Pink Ranger and Eugene disappeared into the night some time down the road. Kim returned as the devil’s right hand warrior and Skull not at all, both to Farkas’s immense grief.

Loss after loss after loss after loss. A whole goddamn mountain of them. And Zack was unable to stem the tide. What more were waiting just around the corner? Who else was going to die?

Zack was still a child himself; they all were. He wished Jason were here because he’d know how to handle things. Then thoughts of his deceased leader coalesced into images of his brutal, bloody murder and then the teen couldn’t sleep for fear of closing his eyes.

He didn’t want to be strong, dammit! He wanted someone to comfort him, to take over, to make decisions, to be a fucking adult, to fix things, right all these impossible wrongs…

But there was no one who could mentally or physically extend themselves to another, as all were as depleted as he was.

So, Zack settled for what he could given the circumstances. He pulled a heavy, old blanket from some unknown room from wherever the fuck they’d ended up now and disappeared into the shadows. Wrapping himself snuggly in the scratchy material, he scrunched into as small a ball as he could manage, feeling like an egg in a nest or an infant being swaddled in his mother’s arms.

And from that cocoon of safety, Zack finally allowed himself to release the agonized tears he’d saved up beginning the day that Jason ‘died’.

#boom! comics power rangers #lord drakkon #world of the coinless jason #power rangers #world of the coinless zack taylor #world of the coinless kimberly hart #world of the coinless trini kwan #world of the coinless billy cranston #self soothing #self comfort #being too strong for too long #loss and grief #sadness

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fishedeyelenz · 6 months

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aggie, Agnes. Baby girl!!!

FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it?

HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

SEEDLING - what is their most vivid memory from childhood?

BABY BOTTLE - what are their thoughts on children?

PAPERCLIP - a random fact

SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?

Agnes my beloved

Family- well ya know </3 parents were abusive and neglectful to both her and to her brother Billy, though he took the brunt of it. Grew up being simultaneously a nuisance that should be seen and not heard while also being the example of a golden child who Billy should look up to. Of course that led to even more abuse from Billy, who was extremely jealous of her getting to live in the main part of the house have her birthdays celebrated, and all in all got physically more cared for. And for a period of time after she was born she was very doted over. Billy wanted to see the baby. They didn't let him. In a way he loved her I think, but he quickly grew jealous of her when he noticed how much more love and care she was getting. And it all culminated in him getting revenge on her by ripping her eye out one night. They were both very small children. But that made the animosity his parents had towards Billy even stronger, and Agnes was made out to be a perfect child and victim by them. Thoug that didn't stop them from failing her too though.

She never did get why Billy choose to keep her alive after he killed their parents. Was it out a need for control, revenge or maybe even some twisted form of love she doesn't know. She misses her parents sometimes. When the killings were very fresh she borderline sanctified them. But after she headed off to college she became dissillussioned with that kind of idea of them, and started reavaluating her relationship with her family. Thoughs on them are something that haunt her. At least Lily is family now.

Birthday cake- I think she would have a summer birthday to be honest. June, maybe July. Times when family and friends would come over and celebrate in the garden. Times when Billy could be let out of the attic to attend it. She always ended up with bruises. She doesn't like celebrating them.

Hear no evil- Not anything specific. Just hearing his voice again. Him laughing, screaming, going on and on with his insane ramblings. Whether over the phone or in real life, things wouldn't end good. For both Billy and for her too.

Seedling- It's hard for her to remember anything good from that time, or anything at all in fact. Most of it's forgotten about, or better yet, repressed. The things she remembers are so far removed and vauge she sometimes wonders if that really happened to her of if she dreamed it. However, the image of her dolls heads and limbs and torsos floating in a big tub out in the yard stayed with her. Billy told her she's next. It must've been her birthday.

Baby bottle- she is very awkward around small children as she finds them unpredictable. A part of her is afraid of hurting them as well. She kinda wants to have one one day but also kinda doesn't. On some days she has trouble taking care of herself, but is miles more functional than her brother. Though, she thinks about adopting a teenager sometimes.

Paperclip- Her foster family was kind to her, but sometimes she thinks she was too much of a handful for them.

Shooting star- She was planning to run away from home for months before finally snapped. She wishes she would have stopped being careful for once in her life. She was constantly postponing the day she left until it was too late. She wishes she wasn't such a coward.

Sparkling heart- very very subtle and repressed. Lily had to make the first step on almost anything lmao. But she loves that in her partner. So carefree and confident. She told her once she wishes she was more like her. Lily told her they compliment each other nicely the way they are.

#Aggie Aggie Aggie agoiie my beloved 😭😭#My one wish is for an official Agnes comic or graphic novel to exist #Jdhdndjxjcdb #Too much to ask for ik 😔 I can name all he ppl who would be interested in it (hi moots and especially you Leslie)#(cause if you remember we talked about it a few months ago </3)#Anyway. Agnes <3333 #Agnes Lenz #Asks

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spaghettificationandpretzels · 2 years

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The Reaper and The Death Angel Part 34

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Part 33

Contains: Fluff, angst, smut (fingering, oral sex F receiving, P in V) Canon typical misogyny, discussions of racsim. Don't hesitate to let me know if I've missed anything. Follows the plot of 2x03 -2x04 very loosely/

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You've spent most of your adult life in and out of war zones, and you've worked with the US military to identify terrorists and dead GIs. Sick of all the death and pain you chose to leave fieldwork and go back to historical research. When your little Brother leaves the Marines and settles in a small town, you decide to follow him. Will you find a home in your small, underfunded Museum job and your Brother's found family? Or will life with the Club just be another war zone?

"Jax, he's in Ireland."

"What?" Jax took the phone from your hand and looked over the photo, he handed it back before throwing a glass at the wall.

"Fucking dirty lair." Chibs sounded very angry.

"Let me guess, Jimmy'o said he was still here?"

Jax sucked on his tongue, "yeah he did."

He was still in a rage, "Jax, take a breath. We need to figure out if he lied because the rumour was true and he was working with him to remove the kings or for another reason. He's back in Ireland now, right?"

He nodded, "yeah."

He went outside, you imagine to go and smoke, "I'm sure the Irish will be calling soon. You have a big problem on your hands, let's hope you're not about to be asked to help first-hand because no one here can leave the country."

Jax came back in a little calmer, "when did Billy get this?"

You looked at the text, "right before he called me, the body has to be pretty fresh, I'm still waiting on news from the cops over there but that could take a lot longer." Jax put a hand on the back of your neck and pulled you in for a kiss.

"Thanks Darlin. Head home, I'll be there before you go to bed." With one last kiss, you left.

Jax wasn't home before you went to bed, you were just falling asleep when you heard him come in and climb into the shower before shifting the covers and settling next to you.

"Sorry I'm late, Clay wanted us to stay back to wait for the Irish to call."

You rolled over into his arms, "it's ok my love, are you still meeting the Bastards tomorrow?"

He pressed his face into your shoulder and breathed in the smell of your conditioner, "yeah. Good night y/n, I love you."

"Good night beloved, I love you too."

****

"It's been a long time since we've had this kind of weight in our backyard brother."

Jax wasn't impressed with how Clay was dealing with his, "maybe we can get some MP5s."

Nevertheless, T.O smiled, "that will work."

With a hug and handshakes the deal was done just as the Irish pulled up, "Did you ask Jimmy about the photo?"

Luke didn't seem worried about the lie Jimmy told, 'aye, he said he had no idea Cammy could even get into IRA territory, he must have done it through one of his old contacts."

"We need details, the man who's been selling us guns for months has just turned up dead and the only person with answers won't talk." Luke's excuse about the army wasn't going to fly.

"Do you have kids?" Luke shook his head, "then you don't know shit about sorry asshole." Bobby and Opie pulled Jax away and Luke promised to try harder to get more information before handing them their new guns.

****

"Hey Mr Madock, how are you feeling today?"

He was looking around, "where's Rose?"

You put a hand on his shoulder, "I think she's at the store, I'm sure she'll be back soon. Can I get you something to eat?"

He waved over at the fridge, "I'll take a sandwich if you're offering."

You finished putting it together just as the nurse walked in, "how long before he's ready to leave?"

She seemed sad, "he moves out tomorrow."

Gemma was in one of the rooms packing, "We should take some of his favourite figures with him, the home's good enough that it should have a display case in his room."

She nodded, "yeah, I think he'd like that."

You put the sandwich on the table and sat next to him, "I notice your how many statutes you have around, do you have a favourite?"

He put the food down and got up, walking over to point out some of them, "but this one is Rose's favourite." He sat back down and went back to eating, you were sure Gemma would be happy to let them go with her father.

You went into the other room to help Gemma pack, she was stuck hard onto the bed, looking through a photo album. "Is everything ok?"

She shook her head, "all of these things are going to be packed in boxes and giving away, his whole life is here."

You sat next to her, looking over the photos, "things aren't what matters, people are. It's not like he's dead Gemma, he's just going somewhere he can be looked after."

She gave you a sad smile, "how do you always know what to say." You reflected that pain in her face.

"I've seen more human wreckage and suffering than any person should, it's given me an insight I wish I didn't have." She rested her head on your shoulder and you lifted a hand to rub her head, "it's going to be ok Gem, everything works itself out in the end."

****

Jax couldn't believe it, Clay had basically sold Ima and Lyla to Lin for the day to get more guns. He could hear you going on a righteous rant in his head, something about humans not being things to be bought and sold for a gain. There were days when he hated Clay.

But they had the guns and Lin was happy with the arrangement, so it was another thing to put in a box, he hoped Ima would look him in the face when he got home that night. "Are you ok with this? I know neither of them want to work with men?"

Sam shrugged, "it's her choice, and I don't care what she does or doesn't do at work. You seem to forget I was raised my y/n, she'd kick the shit out of me if I had a problem with it."

Jax nodded, "yeah I guess, if it had been up to me, it wouldn't be happening."

Sam's face changed, "but it's not. Don't you have an issue with all of this. Black men can't join the Club but we can use them for our own means, we're in the dark ages Jax, sooner or later that's going to kill us."

Jax knew Sam was telling the truth, "what is it that your sister says, I'm just waiting for all the old bigots to die so you guys can change things?"

Sam huffed, "yeah, you know she won't stay if you don't change things when you take over. She's going to expect you to do better than you stepfather."

Jax took a solemn breath, sometimes he wished you weren't so moral, "I know I wouldn't expect any less from her."

Just as he was about to say something else, Clay got a call, it was the Irish kings. The conversation was hushed and Clay seemed angry, there was a mention of Belfast overstepping and doing bitch work. But it didn't matter, when Clay got off the phone, he was telling everyone to ride back to T-M for church.

****

"Belfast has dropped us in at the deep end, what's going on with Jimmy'o isn't clear and they don't want to put out the hit until they're sure. The Kings want us to handle it."

Jax shook his head, "this is my problem, Cameron hit my family, I should be the one to deal with it."

Clay shook his head, "your family is our family, son. This falls on us just as much as it does you. I've told them we won't be going until we have all our buyers sorted here, which will be at least two weeks."

"If we all go we look guilty, I can't ask you guys to take that hit."

Clay smiled, "but I can. Who's up for in Irish adventure?"

All the hands around the table went up with a cheer, "you're all very unbalanced individuals."

They exited the Clubhouse and Opie went up to Lyla, Jax watched the conversation from afar, Lyla seemed ok, but he could see Opie getting stiffer as it continued. He didn't blame him, Jax wasn't happy about it either, but there was no reasoning with Clay.

"I just don't want you to end up sad."

Lyla shook her head, "how can I be sad, you're my guy." They watched on as they kissed, cheering like children as it got more heated.

Opie pulled away and walked over, "you guys seemed to be working things out."

Opie shrugged, "I don't know, every time I try to talk to her, we end up naked."

Bobby laughed, "just marry her, that will fix it."

*****

"Is that your speech for the town meeting?"

You nodded, "yep, I'm just putting on the finishing touches. It's going to make it every clear that Hale has no place in the town." Gemma sat down next to you, "Nate leaves in the morning right?"

She nodded, "yeah he known he was going for a while but he just can't seem to accept it."

You put a hand on your shoulder, "that's normal, once he settles into a routine it will be much easier."

She sighed, "how do you stay on top of everything? You should be at home resting and you're helping me. You've been working your ass off for the Club, and you still find the time to look after Abel."

You shrugged, "I like to keep busy, if I wasn't here, I'd be at home doing paperwork."

She smiled, "come one, dad wants to make you his famous rice pudding."

*****

"Hello Mayor."

Oswald smiled, "not yet."

Clay stuck his hand out, "we need a favour."

Oswald crossed his arms over his chest, "does this have anything to do with your boy?"

Jax nodded, "yeah, the guy who almost took him is in Ireland, we need help getting out."

Oswald shook his head, "I can't, even with everything that happened with Hale, he's still got support. I'm sorry, but if you want to be Charming a small town, I can't be seen to help you guys until these gun charges are gone."

Clay didn't seem happy with that, but he accepted it, "well when you need us, we'll be here."

With that done, they left to go to the party with the Chinese. Jax was sitting outside smoking, it's not that he didn't find the women inside attractive, but he only had eyes for you. Sam wandered out and sat by him, taking a puff from the joint that Jax handed him.

"Why aren't you inside?"

Sam shrugged, "I don't need to see it, they're safe with the others guys around." A quiet feeling over the two men, "I don't like that Clay put them in this position."

Jax nodded, "neither do I." Jax didn't know what to say or do, since Sam read his father's manuscript, Sam had been more and more restless for change.

Jax didn't blame him, he wanted the same thing too. The truth is, Jax was waiting for Sam to take him into an alleyway and beat the shit out of him for even looking at you. He would wake up every morning to your sweet voice and walk into the kitchen with breakfast done and Abel cooing in someone's arms and wonder how this became his life.

"There's no other shoe Jax, stop fretting."

Jax huffed a laugh, "so why does it always feel there is."

Sam's answer was dry, "PTSD." Jax didn't know what to say to that, "come on, we better head inside before y/n's spidey senses start to tingle."

As Sam walked in, Jax paused to call you, "hello Jackson, it's good to hear your voice."

He smiled, "hey Darlin, how are things over there?"

He could already feel the tension melting away, "good, slow but good. Are you guys coming to the town meeting tomorrow?"

Jax wouldn't miss it for the world, "yep, we've all cast bets to see how long it takes you to reduce Hale to tears."

Your laugh made him forget how stressed he was, "not long I hope."

He shook his head, "I got to go pretty girl, I just wanted to check in."

He swore he could hear your smile, "well, aren't you a gentleman."

"I love you y/n."

"I love you too Jax."

Jax hung up and went inside only to be greeted by a scene he didn't really want to see, he went to the bar and got himself a beer, then buried himself in a conversation away from what was happening behind him.

Opie walked over looking sad, but Jax did his best to distract him, "I'm sorry it's turned out this way bro, this never would have happened if I had any say."

Opie shrugged, "but you didn't have a say, Clay has been talking matters into his own hands far too often."

"I know, but his hands are failing, I can't see him staying on my longer after we go inside."

"I hope you're right Jax, because he's going to ruin everything we've built if it keeps going like this."

****

When you got home, Jax was already there. "You're home early?"

He pulled you into his arms, "the party went by without a hitch. The Chinese came through so the Bastards have their MP5s."

You knew something was wrong by the tone of his voice, "what's wrong dear?"

He shrugged, "more problems with Clay?"

He nodded softly, "yeah, he's a bit of a pig."

You gave him a strange look, "I know, and I know what's got you so upset. If you're worried about Ima and Lyla talk to them. I know Ima would appreciate hearing for you that you don't think she's a dirty whore for earning a living."

Jax huffed, "I forget you don't mince words."

He pressed a kiss to the side of his head, "you wanna order take out tonight?"

You nodded, "sure, I'll go ask Sam and Ima what they want, you good with pizza?"

He nodded, "great, I'll make sure to get you extra ham."

Jax raised his eyebrows, "what, you don't think I notice that whenever we get pizza, you eye the pieces with the most meat."

He laughed, "I love you so much."

You pecked the tip of his nose, "I love you too."

****

You were laying in bed next to Jax, his leg rested over yours, "I finished your book."

He watched your smile spread over your face, "really what did you think?" He put a hand on your side, his thumb rubbing back and forth.

"I really liked it, you're really smart."

You could sense he was about to be self-deprecating, "don't sell yourself short Jax. You have read all my papers and understand them fine, there are people with multiple PhDs who can't do that. For an ok mechanic with a GED, you can handle yourself fine. Now I won't have you insulting your own intelligence."

He squeezed your side, "you mean that?"

You turned and put a hand on his leg, "I don't say things I don't mean Jackson. You should know that by now."

He put his forehead on yours, "how did I get so lucky."

You leaned in to kiss him, the press of your lips slow and soft, "it's not luck Jackson, I love you."

He rolled on top of you, since the day you got shot, he's been treating you like you're made of glass.

"Are you sure you're up for this?" You nodded, "I once got blown up and ended up with four broken ribs, then went on an op a day later where I got into a fist fight with a guy Opie's size and I was fine. I'm a lot tougher than I look, plus, I miss you terribly."

He kissed your neck, his lips soft against your skin while his beard tickled you. You sat up and pulled your shirt over his head, Jax's hand coming to touch the border of the bandage over your ribs, "it doesn't hurt, don't worry. However, it's starting the heal so the stitches are itching like a motherfucker."

He reached down and removed your panties, sliding them off your legs and throwing them somewhere in the room. His lips kissed from shoulder dome to shoulder dome and down your chest. His thumb stroked the scar just under your navel.

"How did you get this one?"

"Knife fight with a guy with one eye, I think he was aiming for a stab and not a slash."

He was pulled away from his memory by your hands in his hair. He kissed down your body, reaching your mound with soft lips and a gentle breath. He lifted your legs onto his back and you settled against the pillows, reaching one hand down to wind in his.

He started small, pressing gentle kisses to your slit while his free hand held you open for him. You gasped when he pulled your clit into his mouth and sucked, his groan shuddering your body. He kept with the soft touches until you were squeezing his hand with bearly restrained force, then he was sliding two fingers inside you and bending them up to rub your G-spot.

Jax took in every one of your whimpers and moans, if you could hear his thoughts, you would tell him he had an ego. He kept a steady pace as you reached the edge, only speeding up when your legs shook around his head.

"Jax…. Oh my God, please."

His thumb replaced his mouth as he lifted his head, "I know sweet girl, I'm here." He put his mouth back on you just as you feel off the edge, squeezing him over and over again. He pulled his fingers out and kissed up your body, "you good?"

You brought your hands to his cheeks, and he turned his head to kiss your palm, "please Jax, I want you inside me." He smiled softly, resting his weight on his elbow as he took his other hand and lined himself up at your entrance. You nodded and he slid inside you, your breath catching in his throat while Jax paused in hopes of retaining his composure.

"Move, please."

He huffed, "I'm just a man y/n, you're killing me here."

The giggle you gave against his chest didn't help, "are you admitting that I make you weak?"

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, "without a doubt." He started moving slowly, putting more force into the last few inches.

His hips slowly got faster as his fingers rubbed your clit, "come one Darlin, take it easy on me." You smiled and pulled him into a kiss, rubbing your noses together before pulling him to you with your legs. You rocked your hips in time with his, moaning into his ear while he grunted like he was dying.

""Jax..I…"

Another grunt, "I know Darlin, I'm right behind you." You whimpered as the climax took over, biting into his shoulder while his warmth filled you.

"Holy shit."

You chuckled as he rolled off you to get a cloth to clean you up, "I know, who knew waiting a few days would be so hard."

He cleaned you up and threw the used cloth into the hamper, "your aim's getting better."

He frowned in mock offence, "my aim's always been great."

You were going to respond but you were cut off by a yawn, "I think it's time for bed."

You nodded and rested your head on Jax's chest, "are you coming to drop your grandpa off tomorrow morning?"

He nodded, "yeah, I figure you guys need help loading everything up."

You put a hand on his chest, over his heart, "I'm sure Gem will be happy to see you."

He picked up your hand and brought it to your lips, "yeah. Good night y/n."

"Good night beloved, I love you."

****

"It's that everything?"

You nodded and passed Jax the last box, "yep, all done. You want more coffee?" He was already halfway to the kitchen. Nate seemed to accept that it was time to go, you had spent as much time with him and Gemma as you could getting them ready for the change, but she seemed sadder than her father did.

"You alright Gem?"

She shook her head, "I can't believe mum put him in a home."

You shook your head and put a hand on her shoulder, "because she had to, he can't get the help he needs here unless you want to move here with him a watch him twenty-four-seven. It's a good home, with good staff, he'll be ok."

She took a deep breath, "I hope you're right."

It was mid-morning when you got to the home, Jax walked in with you and helped unpack Nate's room while Nate took a tour of the facilities. "Ooo, they have old movies every night at eight, I think I might more here too."

He laughed, "they also have liver with gravy on the menu."

"On second thought, maybe not."

Gemma gave her father a sad goodbye and you left for Charming, promising to come back for a visit whenever you could.

****

You went home to look after Abel while Jax sat by for the long awaited call from Jimmy's, when it came, he couldn't control his anger, "you lied to me Jimmy. You told me he was still here and yet he was dead on the street after the IRA took him out."

Jimmy stuttered, "I had no idea he got out of the country Jackson, you need to believe me. I'm sure we can come up with a solution that suits everyone."

Jax sucked on his tongue, "the real army boys grabbed Cammy at central station before anyone could tell me he was here. Maybe if you don't believe me, you'll believe a brother."

Jimmy handed the phone to O'Niel, "Jax, it's Liam, he's telling the truth, Jimmy would have no way of knowing that Cammy was in town. Our crew was hired to watch him while he's up north. I've been with him him the whole time and he's never gotten any word from the kings."

O'Neil hung up, Jax knew he was lying threw his teeth but Clay made it clear that no one was to know about the plan to go there and deal with Jimmy themselves. Jax felt such rage, not only could he not get vengeance directly on the man who took his child and shot his girlfriend but he was being lied to.

Before he could stop himself, he was driving his fist into the side of the van. The pain was minor compared to the anger he felt. Nevertheless, he sat down and had a smoke in hopes that the skin-tight feeling of burning rage would fade.

"Go home and be with y/n and Abel, you're no help to anyone in this state."

Despite the fact that Jax didn't appreciate Sam bringing up the fact that he was emotionally compromised, he was right. Clay walked up and sat down next to him.

"Your hands look like mine feel."

Jax nodded, "we have to stick with the plan, we'll go to Belfast once the guns are locked down and sort out this mess once and for all."

When Jax got back to the house, you were ironing your outfit for tonight while Abel sat in his crib. "Hello my love, what are you going home so early?"

He shrugged and you saw his hand, "person or inanimate object?"

He ran his thumb over the bruises, "the side of a van."

You shook your head, "go ice them, I'll clean the cuts once I'm done here."

He walked into the kitchen and saw the blown-up photos from the vandalism of Jacob Hale's office, "you have exhibits and everything, maybe you should have been a lawyer."

He heard you let out an over-exaggerated gasp, "you take that back, I would never be a bottom feeder." He laughed and came back with a bag of peas over his fist.

"What are you going to wear under that nice suit?"

You shook your head, "you'll just have to see you insufferable man."

He took the iron out of your hand and put it on the base, pulling you into his arms, "you seeing Half Sack today?"

You nodded, "I'm going to take him a late lunch, you want to come?"

He shook his head, "nah, I think I'll spend the rest of the day with the little guy."

You looked over and smiled at Abel while he did his best to eat his soft toy, "careful, he's started pulling hair."

Jax laughed, "he's weirdly strong."

You shook your head, "most babies are, they have crazy grip strength, I just want to know why scientists tested for it." Jax picked Abel up and held his little hand.

"Because they're science hippies."

You did your best not to laugh, "are we all ready that bad?"

Jax smile stretched over his face, "yes, every single one of you."

You put the iron back down, "hey, I'm not the one who spent hours researching motor oil, you're one of us." Jax shook his head through a blush.

"I love you."

You pressed a quick kiss to his chin while Abel tried to grab a strand of hair, "I love you too."

****

They all pilled into the town hall, you had pressed Jax and Sam's flannels so they looked extra proper under their kuttes. They sat in the front row, with Jax sitting closest to the podium. He felt a little buzz in his bones, he had seen you address the UN with fiery blow after fire blow while talking about the gemstone industry, he only hoped you had just some of that fire ready for Hale.

Once everyone important was there, the meeting started. Hale got up in his pressed suit and started talking, "I've called you here today because I made a grievous mistake in allowing the businessman, Ethan Zobelle, run a shop here in Charming. I'm not going to deny that I was the one who helped him open his store, nor am I going to deny that I didn't do my due diligence in finding out who he associated with. I'm here to hear from Charming citizens and make that mistake right."

Behind him, you and some other people were sitting ready to talk, Clay and David were some of them. You stood up first, placing a stand down and folding the cardboard in your hands to show the blown-up photos. You tapped the mic are started talking, looking at each person in the eye as you went along.

"When I got back from my first tour in Afghanistan, my grandfather, a World War Two vet who joined the Marines at only fifteen took me into this office and showed me something. He would always tell me his most prized possession was his wedding ring but then he flipped a picture frame around and showed me the possession he was most proud of." You had told Jax this story before.

"On the other side of the simple photo that hung on his wall was a display case. Inside that display case were three nazi armbands, all three covered in old blood, multiple Nazi medals and an SS-Ehrendolch, an SS dagger. I saw the pride on his face as he told me how he got each one, all taken from Nazis he had killed in battle." Jax knew you and Sam worshipped the man, he could see why.

"My grandfather was a good man, so one day, when someone for the KKK moved next in down the street, he wasn't going to take that laying down. He and my grandmother got the whole nine yards from that monster and his friends. I would have been about six when he first told me this story, when I asked him if he was scared, he shook his head, put a hand on my shoulder and told me when that brick and the message race traitor came threw his window, he knew he was on the right side." Jacob Hale was sweating in his chair.

"Mr Hale has no excuse, we've all seen the photos, he was there smiling while the flag of our biggest enemy was flying behind him. The first time I saw my grandfather angry was in the nineties when a piece on Neo-Nazis came on the news. When I asked him what he thought the government should do, because these were Americans in the nineties and not Germans in the forties, he looked at me and said that we should take to the streets and gut them like the Nazi pigs they were." Jax was doing his best not to smile.

"Don't listen to this man when he says he's sorry, there's nothing sorry about standing there mute while someone heils Hitler. This man wants to be mayor and he will lie and manipulate to get there."

You looked right at him and pointed to the photo of him at one of the rallies, "you are an insult to everything I stand for, you are an insult to Charming, the home of Holocaust survivors. You are an insult to California, the home to Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton which turned Americans into Marines to kill Nazis and you're an insult to America. You have no place having any say in what happens here."

The hall was silent as you stepped down and sat next to Jax. He was rock hard in his jeans, your passion was ensnaring, he saw you as a force of nature, no less terrifying than a raging forest fire, and God he loved you.

*****

"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen." Everyone had gone to the Clubhouse to celebrate Hale's humiliation, even his brother joined the pile-on. By the time the meeting was over, he was lucky he had any business in the town at all.

You shook your head, "I was just doing the right thing."

Jax pulled you into his side and kissed your temple, "nah, that was really hot."

You giggled, "the fact that you're turned on by me lecturing someone is a little weird. I mean, I'm not going to ick your yum but most people think I'm a harpy for being so opinionated."

Jax smiled, "well I don't care what other people think, I love that you stand up for what you believe in, I didn't know your grandfather but I think he'd be proud of you tonight."

You gave him a sad smile, "I think he would have loved you Jax, he would have taken garden clippers to your hair while you slept but he would be happy I have you."

"She's right, about the clippers I mean. Really Jax, my sister's telling the truth, he would have adored you."

Everyone laughed, and Jax pressed his lips to your ear, "now I think you promised to show me what's under that pantsuit." Just as you were walking arm and arm to the dorm, Clay got a call.

"That was Alverez, he said he needs you to come to their Oakland Clubhouse."

You pointed to yourself, "me? He has a shot doc doesn't he, why would he need me?"

Clay looked worried, "The Calaveras just dumped a body at their doorstep. They think it belongs to his son's best friend Mateo. Esai's beside himself. They need you to make sure it's him."

You pressed your lips together, "they can't tell by looking at it?"

Clay shook his head, "no, from what Alverez said it's pretty rough, he's wearing his kutte but they can be sure."

You rubbed your face, "I need to stop by the house and get my kit. Call him back and tell him I need to know everything about Mateo that might help me get an Id."

You had no idea what you were about to see but you hoped it wasn't as bad as Clay was making it out to be.

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