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kindlingkeen · 2 months

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do you have any good fic recs? i've just finished reading all of your fics (AMAZING btw i LOVE competent jason and you write him sooo well) and obviously you have good taste so i thought i might as well ask (i will say that i don't really do ship fics tho)

thank you! looking forward to what you have in store for jason and the batfam next!

First, thank you for the ask! And I’m so glad you’ve been enjoying my fics!! 😊 I’m on vacation this week and finally writing again (had a bit of a rough writer’s block patch). So hopefully I’ll be posting more content in the next couple of weeks.

Fic recs - boy do I ever. I will say, I have super varied tastes in fics, I’ll read just about anything Gen that’s Jason-centric, plus a few Jason ships (although I’m pretty picky about what actually makes it into my bookmarks). All of the fics I’m rec’ing below are Gen, although some might have flavors of a relationship (likely JayRoy since that’s my preferred pairing). I tried to pick a selection of different styles and tropes, so hopefully you find something you like. Almost all these authors have multiple fics I’ve loved, so look at their other works on ao3 for more great reading (you may need to be logged into ao3 to see some of them). Enjoy!

Fic recs

Glow in the Dark Stars by essspressso (stylesmakethefight)

This is a time travel fic that made me bawl ugly tears, like seriously bawl. Read if in need of a good cry.

The Cold Like Coming Home by cabezas_de_vaca

An interesting one-shot of Jason and Bruce finding their way back to each other.

More Chances Than Deserved 'Verse by Skalidra @skalidra

A series that starts out post batarang, Jason does not rejoin the family.

Gotham CPS by ebjameston

Not sure how to even describe this one, it’s pure hilarity told by an outsider POV.

Nests and Cages by LanternWisp, Lysical @lanternwisp

A series detailing Jason’s journey back to the family. The last installment of the series has probably the best reconciliation discussion between Jason and Bruce re: Bruce taking on another Robin that I’ve ever read.

Buy One Get One Free by Here_we_go

A series that starts with catatonic Jason. I love how Jason is written in this one so so much (especially the main first part), and there’s a short segment later in the series with Talia that’s lovely.

fever by r_astra @heyy-its-skip

One-shot. Quality batdad in the context of a sick fic

nightmares and daydreams by r_astra @heyy-its-skip

One-shot. Beware, there’s some heavy duty torture in this one. Jason & Tim isn’t usually my thing, but I really like their brief interaction in this one.

all the small weights by sparkycap

One-shot. More quality batdad, this time in the context of fear toxin

a (cat)astrophe in the making by mikkal

Part of a loosely connected series, if I’m remembering correctly. I’m a firm believer that Jason Todd needs a cat.

Red Hood by envysparkler @envysparkler

An amazing Jason rejoins the family, classic fix it, set early in Lost Days continuity. Envysparkler’s works are pretty much solely responsible for getting me into the Batfam. This fic in particular motivated me to start writing TPWC.

Overcoming Our Antecedents by Batbirdies @batbirdies

De-aging fic, this isn’t my favorite trope, but of what’s out there, I like the dynamics in this one.

Things We Only Talk About After Dark by BabblingBookends

One-shot. More good batdad, but not fluffy like the other two above. I really like how Bruce is written in this one, how he struggles with the unknown.

Kidnapped! by Cerusee @cerusee

One-shot set in Jason’s Robin days. One of my favorites for father and son feels.

A MOMENT THAT'S HELD IN YOUR ARMS. by orpheusaki

More baby Robin Jay and good dad Bruce.

White Lighters / Afterglow by lurkinglurkerwholurks @lurkinglurkerwholurks

One-shot. Another one that legitimately made me cry.

Druthers by d_aia @e-alexandrescu

A really creative, not-your-typical-take on Jason rejoining the family. Sniper Jason is so frelling cool.

I linked the tumblr’s for the authors I know of. If you have any to add, leave them in the comments and I’ll update!

#keen converses #fic rec #ao3 #my fics #jason todd #batfam

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biasbuck · 2 days

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BiAsBuck’s ficrec Fridays

Happy Friday everyone! This is my first 911 ficrec post (I'm usually over here if ill-fated hunters and their angel husbands are your jam) but I've been DEEP in the Evan Buckley hyperfixation throughout April so come with me for what I've been reading!

This is a combination of Buddie and Bucktommy and buckeddietommy (aka buckeddie and meatballs, heh!)

26 April 2024

tell me about despair by @hattalove was the first fic I read, specifically because I wanted to get inside Eddie's head more as on first viewing I found him a little trickier to grasp...but yeah...that might just be because I am he and he am I. This fic was an wonderful way in to understanding his inner workings. His queer awakening and the associated traumas he has to work through were handled with such care, and the character voices were just gorgeous. "Eddie's not entirely sure he believes in getting help, at least not for himself. There's only so much healing to be had for a body torn apart by bullets, for a mind that's only half there, for a man who's been leaving pieces of himself behind all his life with nothing to take their place. Except, as it turns out, falling apart happens in increments, and healing does, too"

evan, elated and euphoric by @gayhoediaz 16500 words of bucktommy first time smut anyone?? "Buck likes it - not just being with Tommy, being with a man - that part is obvious, but he… likes that he likes it. He loves that he likes it. Truthfully, he doesn’t think that he has ever felt more at home in his own body than he does in this very moment." This is such a delightful exploration (through copious amounts of sizzling sex) in Buck feeling fully present and fully himself in his sexuality, and it's gloriously decadent as well as sweet and sexy as hell. I loved this characterisation of Tommy.

Both Bermuda and Golden (Lost but Doing Just Fine) by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels all hail the threesome fics! In which the correct answer is always - Both? Both is good! This one is gloriously kinky and sexy and I love the 'guiding hand' aspect and how both Buck and Eddie allow themselves to be led. "It's not that Buck's not happy with Eddie. It's just that being with Tommy taught him things about himself, things he wants, and he doesn't quite know how to ask Eddie for those things. He shouldn't have underestimated how well Eddie knows him, or how willing Tommy is to lend a helping, instructional hand."

Heart of Flowers / Heart of Gold by @elvensorceress is a gorgeously written allegorical tale with PEAK Buddie and Christopher family vibes set between S4&5. "In the aftermath of the sniper attack, Buck has to keep going without his partner while sorting through the layers of everything they are to each other, while Eddie fights for his life and through all his internalized trauma and regret for everything they never managed to say. aka After nearly losing each other, Buck and Eddie find their way to each other and their family’s happily ever after." My absolute favourite thing about this fic is the thread with the bedtime story that Christopher and Buck have created together. Just beautiful.

five ways to fall in love with the man in the mirror by @buckttommy is a bucktommy fic but crucially a Buck absolutely revelling in the poetry of getting to know your own identity. It also crucially gives me Jay Hulme vibes (iykyk) "Buck meets God at a gay club. He finds him in an oil-slick puddle on a damp night, neon lights reflecting off the kaleidoscopic liquid in the parking lot. or; Evan Buckley falls in love with himself."

and i know how i feel by @middyblue is a very sweet Buck coming out to Bobby fic, written I believe between 7x04 and 7x05. ALL the Dad!Bobby feels. "Buck stares off over the hills of Los Angeles, hugging his knees. He half wants to take out his phone and start playing Nine Simone (it’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me, and I’m feeling - ) and half can’t bear to drown out the thin peace of bird calls in the quiet blue of the morning. Footsteps scrape on gravel behind him and he turns, half-expecting another hiker, but it’s Bobby, carrying a coffee tray with two to-go cups and a paper bag."

Short and sweet fic:

For All Occasions by @storybelle FIREFAM FEELS! In which of course, as per tradition, Hen makes the 118 a cake. I neeeeeed Hen and Buck queer camaraderie show, I need it, and just like this!

Wedding Bell Blues by @klutzygirl - much needed supportive parents actually fic! "Margaret and Phillip meet their son's new boyfriend when they arrive in town for Maddie's wedding." it doesn't go how Buck would expect, in the best way.

PS - if you have any henren authors/fic recs I should check out PLEASE let me know! I'm new and I love them!

#biasbuck recs #911 fic #911 ficrec #911 abc #911 on abc #buddie #bucktommy #kinley #tevan #evan buck buckley #eddie diaz #tommy kinard

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chromatic-lamina · 8 months

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one piece 1091 spoilers (including things you won't see in viz)

Hey! Well everyone's going OPLA crazy, so 1091 might just fly under the radar, which is a shame, cos' it's a good chapter! I usually only do these commentaries on the chapters with Law, Kid, characters I really like (and I like the Straw Hats, but you know where my heart lies!), or small things that catch my attention like:

Is that Chuji (from Wano) helping Sanji out with the cooking for the crew? AND did

Doflamingo and one of his clones pop in to spice up the party? AND where

are Robin and Franky? Love seeing Jinbei helping out with the cooking, and Brook and Chopper politely enjoying themselves. Chapter's title is Sentomaru!

So the Pacifista and the weaponised sea beasts are taking on the navy (and the Vegapunks don't know that their defenses have been breached yet. The sea beasts are cute in a Big Mom way:

But never fear because

Doll is here! And another of the new vice admirals who was to the right of those two frames above. Beating up sea beasts, I think, and making their way to the Pacifistas (Doll already arrived!).

It seems that

if Kizaru hadn't breached the defences that the navy wouldn't stand too good a chance against the Robo beasts, OR, if Kizaru was with them, maybe they would. Also, love Usopp with his sniper specs (or whatever they are).

Also, it seems that Vegapunk is pretty blind to

the weakness in the control hierarchy. As shown earlier with the whole seraphim debacle, it's too easy for one person in the chain to wrest control. Then again, there is or was an assumption that everyone is trusted. Going out of order, but Jay Garcia Saturn Kizaru saying (thanks @darkspock)

that it would be good to keep Vegapunk alive (he is alluding to Vegapunk here, as Kizaru confirms he's set to kill him in the next panel) in the same way Jay Garcia Saturn says that

it was a shame to lose the weaponised beasts, and that losing them, and ultimately Vegapunk, because they are the less valuable or even dangerous assets, show how far removed he is from humanity. BUT, he does want to keep one Vegapunk! (Edit in: And I wonder now if Kizaru is talking about Sentomaru)

York! Love me a good villain. Ahhh. And also the power station, and Punk Records cannot become collateral damage. Elimination fo the rest of Vegapunk is the top priority. I still think the Victoria Punk might have a link to all of this too! (just from the name).

Anyway, back to the linear storyline. Before Sentomaru

bites the dust, Usopp, Nami and Brook sight Kizaru, and Brook mentions Sabaody. It's not forgotten, throughout the piece.

AND, I just had a thought, they weren't taken out by Kizaru this round, far from it, but Kid and Law (and all the other supernova, other than Bonney, Luffy and Zoro) were taken out by other forces before they got the chance to flee from (or fight) Kizaru again. It's a good way of showing the high stakes and who is left in the game. (Usopp still has his specs).

So Vegapunk is not aware of Kizaru's determination to let Sentomaru fight from his own morals, and Sentomaru's resolve to protect Vegapunk at all costs. The very small background story (we had some before) is sweet, as always, especially the relationship between "Uncle" Kizaru and Santomaru.

And speaking of cute and hoodlum and maybe awkward, but so at home in one's skin to not even be aware of it:

Young

Kizaru. SO Kizaru wipes out Santomaru and it affects

Stella Vegapunk (Atlas too?). But York is unaffected, and won't give up the code! (And Usopp has lost his glasses).

What if the "Old Friends" that Jay Garcia Saturn Kizaru refers to were

this treacherous bastard, and his now bubble-wrapped

colleague, Kaku!

Smart move on Sanji's part, but let's reel it back a little:

Rob Lucci takes Stussy out (and Oda did say in the most recent SBS that he finally learnt how to draw bums, so he's taking every opportunity to draw bums. Butt only female bums, apparently!) And declares:

that he and Kizaru are besties and everyone's days are numbered, BUT, what if Jay Garcia Saturn Kizaru was talking about Rob Lucci (and Kaku) when he said it was a shame to lose old friends. Lucci is one of those kinds of villains who should be on the most-hated list (like Spandam and Walpole). He's good looking for sure, and CP9/0 have sad stories, but dammit!

Also, Big News Morgans is not gonna be happy about Stussy. But Sanji's move against Kaku above was so swift and cool. And it's Nami declaring Stussy Chan, isn't it? I don't think it's Sanji, due to the positioning of the text bubble, but I could be wrong.

This guy (Zoro)

is on the offensive (looks great!). And so is

this guy! Also love that Luffy uses 'we' to describe the whole crew (the whole generation?) being stronger.

And Santomaru's Japanese attack names and their meanings, apparently won't appear in Viz:

T/N: "TIN: "SUMO STRIKE" IN VIZ.

ASHIGARA IS THE MOUNTAIN ASSOCIATED WITH THE LEGENDARY KINTARO WHO INSPIRED SENTOMARU'S DESIGIN.

I'm sure I've missed a ton, but there you go! Oh, where's Robin? (and Chopper). Were they going to the Sunny? Also, these two scenes were superrr cute! Bonney and Luffy should definitely be besties.

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hardwaresysx0 · 10 months

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im going to go on an autism ramble i am WOMBO COMBOING two fixations. JAY FOREMAN. he makes this really neat guitar music with really creative lyrics and shit right. well i kinda made this weirdly specific connection. and he reminds me of sniper from tf2 lowkey. and now i'm just thinking sniper would be kicking ass at like a campfire or something, yknow when people play the guitar around the campfire right. yeah that but anyway what im getting at is. the one issue with this headcanon is that jay foreman is british (or at least i assume he is considering Something Oddly Specific) and sniper is australian so it would be weird to headcanon his voice as jay foreman, plus its not THAT fitting i guess. BUT BUT BUT BUT. i read this fanficton right. it talked about how he never really ended up liking women. gay people ANYWAY uh. hm so theres this one song called "slightly imperfect girl" by mr foreman that could possibly be him before realizing that, its about "if like me, you've been single for a long time, and you're looking for the right person, eventually your standards drop" it's quite a funny song actually you can listen to it here but then later he realized Wait a damn second! IM A GAY ASS you know? also i really think he would play guitar he just REEKS guitar to me. ive also seen people headcanon him as playing saxophone though which could also be fitting but now im just thinking about how in this fanfic ive been brainrotting over GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA you know? you know. you do not know. hold on let me open the fanfic and get a screenshot. THE FANFIC IS RUNNING BLIND BY THETRIGGEREDHAPPY BTW. its not fully done yet but ive already reread 5 of the chapters because of how good it is. heres a link to it if you want anyway i just opened it and found this funny screenshot instead of the thing that i was looking for so you're looking at that now. wait nvm its not that funny without context it just looks like some guy getting over the head with a wooden stick. anyway let me find what i was actually looking for HERE IT IS

im going to kms i just deleted like half of my rambles im gonna cry. im gonna kill something im gonna bite you. im gonna bite the reader. but its okay actually because i got really really off track. im kinda tired of typing actually. maybe ill do more later but my brain is too tired to come up with anything more than this NO WAIT I LIED im going to talk about jay foreman now POTATO. potato song. thats one of the ones where once you listen to it after a while it isnt really that funny but its hilarious the first time you hear it. heres the potato song (animated for your viewing pleasure).... it would be more than strange, it would be horrible!/lyr i never thought a song about a potato prime minister would be so entertaining but here we are. AND THERE'S THIS ONE SONG BY JAY FOREMAN. WHERE HE DOES THIS FUCKING AMAZING MOUTH TRUMPET IM STILL SO SURPRISED HOW DID HE DO THAT?! YOU KNOW??? heres that one the lyrics are also really good honestly its soooo clever. one of my favorites of his. if i could do that mouth trumpet i would pull so many bitches..................... but what im getting at is that sniper would probably sing at least SOME of these. sometimes. as a treat. but he doesnt like singing that much so you gotta ask him really nicely and even then he'll be all like SIGHHHHHH or whatever, yeah

the original post where i thought about this i said that the song that he would most likely know is pretend you're happy by jay foreman(obviously its by jay foreman/t) and the reason why is BECAUSE OF THE FANFIC I READ OKAY. it goes into depth kinda about a surprisingly amount of mental illness. but it reminded me of him because of how my view has changed on the character after reading running blind like im putting it in my mouth. i am putting it in my mouth you dont understnad im going cray cray bonkers over this fanfic. i think im gonna look at more potential fanfics from thetriggeredhappy because OOOH MY GOD its not just the characters and story i find interesting its the WRITING like its . THERES A LOT!!! THERES LIKE AT LEAST 35 CHAPTERS IN TOTAL. NO THERES TOTALLY WAY MORE THAN THAT IN TOTAL. with all of the fanfics smooshed together though. not just one. all of them. theres like 4 but one of them is about spy which im not too interested in but its still interesting. why are all of the tf2 fanfics i read so GOOD RIPS MY HAIR OUT AND SCREAMS. theres this one texas toast (idk if its actually a ship but its about the two of them) fanfic i read that im still frothing over i need to reread it because the story is SO FUCKING GOOD and the headcanons are SO FUCKING GOOD AND AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH let me look for it and see if i can link it. its this and it is SO GOOD i hope it gets updated again because i am like AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH about it i am so AHHHHHHHHHHH about these tf2 fanfics it is free brainrot content and AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

here is an image of sniper. oh yeah ive actually started sorta maining sniper recently let me get my hours on the game really quick...

i started maining pyro and then i kinda went "hey sniper is loads a fun in casual" so i started playing sniper a lot and now im kinda just vibing with it. medic too but thats because i just. enjoy being a support class?? idk. anyway. a lot of my time is on mvm and i dont know if you can check how long youve played on mvm or not ill look eventually but i dont feel like it right now. anyway im going to stop typing before my fingers start hurting and before my brain runs out of things to ramble about. goodbye

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wafflesetc · 2 years

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Season 10 Wish List (because I’m dying on this hiatus)

- I need an upstead date scene. It doesn’t need to be them at a fancy restaurant, but I need to see a little bit of the life they’ve created outside of work. Are they midnight pie people at a small diner owned by a Greek woman Hailey knew as a child? Or does he take her to the fair to win a stuffed animal with his sniper skills with that water gun game and she chooses the biggest stuffed animal and forces him to carry it all night and they ride the Ferris wheel and he kisses her at the top.

- I need Burzek to get to a healthy place. Particularly, I want Kim to come to grasps with the amount that Adam has shown up for her- will continue to do so.

- I want to see Voight take some time off work after losing Anna, and I want to see Jay lead intelligence for a few episodes. Like one or two. I want Voight to take some time off, become this hermit, and Jay has to temporarily replace him.

- I want Kevin to get some love from someone, and to have them stick around for a while. Poor guy deserves a stable lady who won’t be involved in a case for a while.

- I need more Trudy, I need more of her famous one liners.

- I want some Halstead brothers conflict, Hailey gets caught in the middle and then an end scene where the family all reconnects.

- I want to learn more about Hailey’s family— what are her parents names, what are her brothers names. I’d love to actually *see* and *meet* some of her family. I mean, we’ve met Kevin’s siblings in earlier seasons, we have seen Disco Bob a handful of times, and we’ve even met Will. We also know Voight family story, but Hailey is a wildcard. We know she has brothers, and her parents owned a diner, and that she grew up in an abusive household but that’s about it. In some capacity she talks to her mom because we saw in 8x04 that her mom felt comfortable enough to text her and it was about her dad. As much as I’d love to see them, even just some more context on names, location, what they are doing, etc. would be SOO nice to have. Or I’d love somehow for a case to involve her family and see finally meeting them.

- I want Upstead at the shooting range, in some capacity. You can’t tell me they aren’t a competitive couple and even though Jay was a sniper, Hailey definitely gives him a run for his money.

-I want Jay and Hailey to talk a little bit more about his time in the Army.

- Voight to be hesitant to do things, show a little bit of character growth????

- Upstead baby talk, I need to know these tiings.

- I want some happy Burzek family scenes in Disco Bob’s house.

#Upstead #Chicago PD #Jay x Hailey #Jay Halstead #Hailey Upton #One Chicago #Season 10 Wishlist #feel free to add to this list!!!#and then we can see what actually comes to fruition next season #call this manifesting too???

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ohbluejay · 2 years

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KILL ME. from @cathartidie // in this version of the story, the blue jay does not know that the vulture comes back when he dies. in his version of the story, henry is not missing. // trigger warnings for murder and violence, gore.

There are an infinite amount of ways to take another person’s life. Since the very start of the Old World, man has made creative work of finding these ways, exploiting and transforming them, inventing new means to do it. Rock, club, axe, spear, sword, gun, bare hands around throat, shove in the back from a high point, poison, fists that don’t stop, explosion, fire, sniper-shot from up high. Mateo can count numerous methods he’s used before, though he tries not to recount such things — that’s something from a former life, after all.

A former life that licks at his heels, now. The flames take shape of a Vulture, a bird picking at the corpse of the body he’d left behind in Auckland. Roje Lai digs his beak between his ribs and rips strips of meat until he hits the liver, the stomach, the heart. He coats himself in the blood of Ryan and stares at Mateo, daring him to look the past in the face. When Mateo looks at him, he sees none of the compassion that lingers. Only the dare.

Fine.

Risk assessment is a thing that is done best with a cool head. Let one thing be clear: Mateo’s head is not cool. There’s something cold to him, like the cold sweats one gets when sick with a fever, shivering while the rest of him burns hot. His mind is clouded with fear and rage, with postponed grief and years of denial — there isn’t any shape for rational risk assessment and he’s done it all the same.

There’s a risk. He will eliminate it.

The street is empty and dark in this neighbourhood, blocks removed from the house the two had met. There’s a risk: if it’s to be eliminated, he has to do it as fast as possible. No time for doubt. No time to sit with the impending crime — that’s a lesson taught by his father. Act fast. Don’t get stuck in that head of yours Ryan, it doesn’t serve either of us. I make the decisions. Come, trust me. You trust me, don’t you?

There’s a gun in his coat pocket, a slim model previously hidden in his car for extreme situations. Silencer screwed on. Mateo hasn’t used it in quite some time, had to use object talent to reacquaint himself with the thing so he knows how to use it well enough. If the Vulture wants him to meet his past, he’ll do it. If he wants to meet Ryan, he can.

So, he moves fast, forward, approaches when the moment is there. A hit against the head, gun handle against skull, knee shoved between shoulder blades until the other is eating pavement. It could be a fair fight, maybe, but Mateo has fury and Roje doesn’t fight back as hard and it ends with Mateo on top of him, gun against temple. There’s blood on his face, some of it his. He hardly minds it.

There are an infinite amount of ways to kill someone and he chooses this: simple, classic. Blow brains out, splatter them on the street. A silenced gun shot. Effective enough. Anonymous enough. But we’re not there yet.

The Vulture demands he looks the past in the face and he does. The past is just ugly. The boy he was is ugly. The boy he was kills and ruins, coats himself in blood and doesn’t care if it’s his or another’s. The boy he was still lives, like cancerous cells spreading through his body, unable to be kept at bay no matter the treatments he tries.

“I can’t permit this,” he says, offering explanation where he just wants to offer mindless violence. His free hand presses against shoulder, muscles taut underneath his grip. The Vulture, in this story, is an enemy. Threat. Villain. Unraveler. He needs to be undone. Snarling, “You will not undo me. Will not go to him. And I don’t care what you say, if you promise me you won’t, I won’t believe you.”

The corpse-eating-bird just looks at him, calm in a way Mateo does not recognise, speaking in terms of assessment, “You’re justifying what you’re about to do rather than doing it.”

That never ending itch, in his fingers, hand letting go of shoulder and slinks around the bottom of his jaw, holding bone between thumb and ring finger, pressing on the other’s throat.

He continues, though, “This won’t solve the problem you’re imagining yourself to be in.” Lifts his head, looking Mateo right in the eye. “He’d be glad to see you again, we could go together. He misses you. It’s not —”

“Shut. Up.” Mateo presses down harder, leans in. He wants direct contact? Fine. He’s looked people he’s murdered in the eye before. “You don’t know him. You don’t know me. And you won’t know either of us any more than you think you do.”

The Vulture remains calm, even with his esophagus half-closed. Croaked voice, “If you’ve made up your mind, then stop talking. Do it.”

Goading, but not quite. It’s — unbecoming, this acceptance. Mateo releases his hand, continues to look at the other. “Have it your way.” The weapon in his hand is familiar through magic, but he doesn’t need object talent to know what to do: finger on the trigger, pressure added, squeeze. Muscle memory. Like riding a bike.

No, really, like riding a bike: his father, pushing his bike away as he pedaled like mad and smiling wide; his father, handing him a gun and wanting to see his magic and smiling wide. Mateo squeezes and the gun goes off. Kickback, familiar. Sound, familiar. Smell, familiar. Blood pooling, familiar. He raises so it won’t stick to his clothing, his shoes, stumbling back. Adrenaline, familiar. Grin, familiar. Fear, familiar. Heart in his ears, blood muffling his hearing, familiar. Familiarity, horrifying.

Exit wound, clean. He stays only to find the bullet and retrieve it and then he gets away. Runs, from this remnant of his past — this person so willing to die, this person so caught in his father’s tangles, this person with such startlingly clear vision. He killed, to become Mateo, and tonight, he’s proven he’ll do it again to remain him.

#w. vulture.#drabble.

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3days-ofbread · 2 years

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Headcannons for the TF2 Mercs being animals?

Well now.... lets see what i can come up with (evilly rubs hands together like a fly)

Scout

-Squirrel is low-hanging fruit. So fuck that.

-Thinking of some sort of bird, like a blue jay or a roadrunner. Just a tiny little bastard, y'know?

Soldier

-Eagle is low-hanging fruit. Raccoon is low-hanging fruit. So fuck those.

-First thoughts were all rodents. Like a possum or groundhog (are groundhogs rodents-- ARE POSSUMS RODENTS-- IDFK)

-Gonna have to go with a caracal. I just vaguely remembered a wild cat that can jump high so i looked it up and its a caracal. So yeah.

Pyro

-Getting really really heavy dog vibes here. Bulldog, probably. Looks terrifying and does scary shit but is just having a good time.

Demoman

-WHY AM I THINKING OF THE CATS FROM THE WARRIOR BOOKS-- I DIDNT EVEN READ IT

-...,,.cow. Like one of the wooly ones with long fur/hair(?) and long horns. Is that even a cow anymore or is it some kind of buffalo? I think I've already established I'm not good with the specifics.

-Can accidentally and purposefully rock your shit like a fucking boat and will not hesitate to do so. Don't fuck with 'em, man. They'll fuckin' get you.

Heavy

-Bear is low-hanging fruit. So fuck that.

-...why am i thinking goose? Like, can be very gentle if it likes you but will fuck you the fuck up if you piss it off. Plus HeavyMedic with Dove Medic. And goose in Canada. Canada cold place. Russia cold place. It just works.

Engie

-Turtle is low-hanging fruit. So fuck that.

-Thinkin' a rat. Burrowy little bastards with hands to commit crimes with. Engineer being short joke. Plus Engie probably had or wanted a pet rat as a kid.

Medic

-hrhfnfgnnfmfnrhrhrfm dove is low-hanging fruit,.....,.

-First thoughts were actually of goats? Mountain goats, to be specific. Goose also works, but swan works better than goose does. But I'm sticking with goats. Little assholes, it fits.

Sniper

-owl low-hanging fruit crocodile low-hanging fruit yadda yadda fuck that.

-Thinking of the type of mouse from the 'its time to get funky' meme. This one.

-But ehh......,,

-SPITTING COBRAS. Snakes that can spit venom from a distance. They're technically from Africa, not Austrailia, but whatever. Also I found this picture.

(i have a question... For god. WHHHYYY--)

And someone tell me why i found this gif of a priest facing off with a snake--

I'm getting sidetracked. Anywho.

Spy

-Snake is low hanging fruit but i also just did one. So fuck that.

-Immediate thought: Poisonous frogs. Small bastards that are dumb enough to jump into your coffee. But this one is smart enough to jump into your coffee.

-Scorpion? It has pointy thing on its back. Spy is just the other way around.

Aaaaand that's all of my ideas. Enjoy.

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study-coffee-chicago · 3 years

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Season Premier Thoughts:

(And, feel free to send me asks about the eps!)

MED:

I knew it was gonna happen, BUT BREAKING MY MANSTEAD HEART IN THE FIRST TWO MINUTES????

“He was aiming at you wasn’t he?” DR. CHARLES GOING OFF ON ARCHER??? HERE FOR IT

Dr. Dylan’s interactions with the kid??? Loving him already!

THIS KID IS LIKE 8! GANG INITIATION??? WTF

I’m gonna need Jay and Will to team up for this investigation

The way Will said “Hold on” to Goodwin when talking about the investigation. I LAUGHED SO HARD

WILL’S BACK IN THE ED ❤️

Why do I feel like Will and Stevie are gonna end up dating?

God, I love Maggie

Fuck Kender with locking the charts

Fuck Archer…bc he’s a dick

SASSY WILL. I’M HERE FOR IT

These twins are creepy

SASSY DR. CHARLES TO ARCHER?? ALSO HERE FOR IT

How many times am I going to think “fuck Archer” during this ep?? Probably a lot.

THE DOCTOR NEVER TOLD THIS WOMAN ABOUT HOW TO HELP HER DAUGHTER AND IT WAS ABOUT RACE??? FIND THE DOC AND TAKE HIS LICENSE

Oooh, Lanik’s back

I thought they were making Crockett and Will friends…NOT ENEMIES

Shut up with your vascon thingy, Cooper

Wow, Dr. Stevie just going in on the hard questions with Alisha

Dr. Taylor lost her first patient 😭

Will doesn’t like lying. 😂. WILL, DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN YOU DIDN’T LISTEN TO JAY AND WORKED WITH THE FUCKING MOB OR SOME SHIT???

THE TWINS SWITCHED PLACES??? MY JAW DROPPED

Again, loving Dylan Scott

Loving the new docs!

Stevie’s mom’s homeless 💔

Ooooh, we’re yelling at Archer next week! Here for it!

Final thoughts: Loved it! Will definitely be rewatching this ep!…probably this weekend 😂

FIRE:

It’s been less than a minute and I’m STRESSED AF

GO CASEY

OH MY GOD, CRUZ

I wonder how weird that rescue breath scene between Cruz and Casey was to film 😂

CRUZ, THANK GOD

Crockett sighting!

Stellaride and their sex drive…holy shit!

KELLY LITERALLY THROWING THE REMOTE 😂

Loving the humor when Joe came back 😂

VIOLET, I’LL BUY YOUR CANDLES! I LOVE CANDLES

Is Joe having symptoms of PTSD???

BODEN’S DEPUTY DISTRICT CHIEF

OH THANK GOD HE’S NOT LEAVING THE SHOW

THIS WOMAN IN THE ROOM WITH THE WINDOW OPEN IS CRAZY

Love how Sylvie talked the woman down ❤️

Nobody’s gonna think about it when Brettsey walk out together? Haha, bullshit

Dill popcorn is actually pretty good

I thought we were done with politics in Chicago Fire after Alderman Casey resigned

THEY SERIOUSLY HAD TO FALL THROUGH THE ROOF??? WE JUST GOT SQUAD BACK AND NOW THE WRITERS WANT TO KILL HALF OF TRUCK????

CASEY DIDN’T FALL THROUGH

THANK GOD SEVERIDE AND CRUZ GOT STELLA AND GALLO OUT

CASEY WITH THE GOOD SAVE

Boden’s speech made me tear up

“Whenever Gallo almost dies, for like two days I stop thinking I wanna kill him” VIOLET 😂

Watch the millennials start selling their beer to Hermann to sell at Molly’s

THE BABY SHOWER WAS SO CUTE

“I did not grow up in a loving, happy house.” I’M GONNA NEED SOME STELLA KIDD BACKSTORY ASAP

Final thoughts: NOBODY DIED! And, that promo for next week??? I CAN’T WAIT FOR THAT CAR ACCIDENT CALL

PD:

POOR HAILEY

Ugh, Voight

Trudy’s just like, take a step back, Adam. I don’t know how I’d get you out of this one if you punched a doctor.

Miller: what’s the update on Roy? VOIGHT KILLED HIM AND BURNED HIS BODY AT THE SILOS THAT’S THE UPDATE, SAMANTHA

Uh oh. Somebody heard gunshots at the warehouse. JAM UP VOIGHT AND NOT HAILEY, I’M BEGGING YOU. SHE WANTED TO DO IT RIGHT AND CALL IT IN

HAILEY’S HAIR TIE

“Work the scene, I need your DNA in here.” VOIGHT, LEAVE

Ugh great, now Voight and Hailey are gonna go talk to the witness

HE SAW ONE OF THEIR CARS. SHIT

Not one of their cars…SO WHOSE CAR DID THE WITNESS SEE???

POOR ADAM

VOIGHT, HOW ABOUT YOU FUCKING CONFESS

Hailey doesn’t have to accept anything…VOIGHT, YOU WERE THE ONE WHO MADE HER KILL ROY

Dad! Adam talking out his problems with Trudy and being worried about Makayla ❤️

OH SHIT, IRWIN TOOK VIDEOS

UPSTEAD CHASE SCENE

We need to put Voight in jail because I need my upstead babies to be back to normal and fluffy

I’m digging the car chase music

How does nobody see that Voight is acting weird af

WE’RE ABOUT TO GET SNIPER! JAY

SNIPER! JAY ❤️❤️❤️

Never would’ve seen Miller and Kevin going into the building coming

Jay always gets the job done

MAKAYLA PAINTING ADAM’S NAILS PINK AND HIM CALLING HER MAK. MY HEART ❤️ ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

MAKAYLA HOLDING ADAM’S HAND AND WITH THE OTHER ONE HOLDING HER PLATYPUS STUFFED ANIMAL ❤️❤️❤️

KIM’S AWAKE

Adam saying “ladies first” and then Makayla running to Kim. I love Dad! Adam!

SHE BROUGHT HER PLATYPUS FOR KIM ❤️ I have tears in my eyes now

OH FUCK, THE FEDS ARE GETTING INVOLVED NOW. SHIT

THAT UPSTEAD SCENE. THE TALK. THE PROPOSAL. JAY SAYING HE’S OLD-FASHIONED. I FELL OFF MY COUCH ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

UPSTEAD ARE GETTING MARRIED ❤️❤️❤️

Good thing Jay didn’t use Mama Halstead’ss ring because, as I’ve mentioned in previous posts, pretty sure that thing is cursed

Final thoughts: THE PROPOSAL, UPSTEAD ARE GETTING MARRIED, KIM’S OKAY, DAD! ADAM! Loved it! But, I’m gonna need Voight to confess because he’s killing Hailey here and that’s just not okay. Next week looks like a lot of Burzek, so hopefully more Dad! Adam and Mom! Kim. Finally, I really want pizza right now 😂

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RESPECTFULLY SIR, YOU COULD BREAK ME IN HALF. THANKS

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starksvixen · 3 years

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Best Shot - Part 2

Warnings: mild blood and gore, mentions of death, shooting scene, some harsh angst, mentions of sexuality (no smut), swearing

Word Count: 1325

Prologue - Part 1 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 (finale)

-~-

Here’s the plan. Burgess and Ruzek had gotten in contact with one of Quentin’s sellers. Jay would go undercover as a buyer, inquiring about buying one of the girls. He was to talk to Quentin about the specific Jane Doe to try and locate the rest of the girls that the trafficker had hidden. Once there was enough information, Jay would position Quentin into a specific spot where you could knock him with a bullet.

That’s where you were stationed now, watching as Jay spoke with Quentin, his hands in his pockets. You trailed the duo through the scope of your sniper, watching each step with your finger ready to fire. Suddenly, you see Quentin reach behind him and pull a gun on Jay. He had been compromised. Only problem was, Jay was in front of Quentin, blocking your shot.

“(Y/L/N), do you have a clear shot?” Voight’s voice echoes in your ear.

“Almost, I just need Jay to move a little bit to the left.”

“No, it’s too risky, don’t take the shot. Do you hear me, (Y/L/N)? Do not take that shot!”

Quentin steps closer to Jay, shakily adding pressure to the trigger of his own gun.

“Sir! He’s going to fire on Jay, this is my only chance!” you say into your comms.

You inhale, your finger slowly beginning to add pressure to the trigger. A sigh reverberates in your ear.

“Do it.”

Jay moves to the side just in time for you to exhale, sending a bullet narrowly close to Jay’s head but a dead hit in Quentin’s shoulder. The offender is shot to the floor, sending blood everywhere, and Jay quickly disarms him before holding pressure to the wound.

You quickly pack up your gun and make your way down to the scene. By the time you arrive, Quentin is being loaded into an ambulance with cuffs on his wrists. Laying your case into a squad car, you spot Jay exiting the building. However, when his eyes meet yours. it’s obvious he’s ticked. Storming over to you, he runs a hand through his hair.

“Do you know what you did in there! He was going to give me all the locations of his girls but you shot him!”

“He was just going to kill you after telling you, Jay! I couldn’t let him do that! Voight told me to take the opportunity I had!”

“Yeah well dying is part of the job description. You got lucky, (Y/L/N). One inch off and it would have been me in that ambulance...”

“So what? You don’t trust my shot anymore?”

“I don’t trust your judgement to keep your feelings out of our work!”

That was the last straw. You hide your tears and rip off your bulletproof vest, shoving it into Halstead’s chest as your glare daggers at him.

“Don’t expect me home tonight,”

And with that, you walk away. Little did you know, the minute those words left Jay’s mouth he was filled with regret. He had hurt the woman he loves the most.

-~-

“Didn’t expect to see you here tonight, (Y/N).” a familiar voice says from beside you.

Gently slamming the whiskey glass to the bar’s top, you look to see Connor seated beside you fresh from a shift at Med. With a soft, slightly tipsy smile, you wave down the bartender and order a drink for both of you.

“It was a hard case tonight,” you reply.

“Was it the case that was hard or the guy you had to work with?”

You both take a drink of the hard liquor at the same time, a soft sigh ghosting your lips. Connor and you were friends with benefits, especially after you were hurt by your perspective partners. When Jay told you about him and Erin, you fell into the handsome doctor’s arms. When Robin left Connor to go home, you had to help him sneak out of you and Jay’s apartment the next morning. After Jay asked you about the ring he picked out for Erin, you helped christen Connor’s new apartment. After Ava killed herself in front of him and Jay had pushed you away because of his heartbreak, you and Connor practically didn’t speak for a week. Just sex.

Because of your many encounters, both of you had grown close as friends. Both of you knew each other’s work and romantic hardships. Without the sex, you guys were close drinking buddies. The bed hopping was an added bonus. A release of anger and frustration from your perspective situations.

“He kinda made it clear tonight how he felt,” you reply, taking another long sip of the burning liquid.

“Yeah, that always sucks,”

“Says you! You’re nothing but a chick magnet!”

“Hey! I’ve had my fair share of losses,”

Both of you end up in a fit of laughter, sharing drink after drink as the night goes on. Eventually, as the bar begins to close, you find yourself riding to his apartment in his Porsche. His lips upon yours in a drunken frenzy. Your naked selves tangled in his sheets as you sleep the night away.

-~-

The smell of fresh coffee and scrambled eggs battles the killer hangover headache that greets you when your eyes open up. Where Connor always slept is empty, but he had laid one of his shirts there for you to wear when your body decided it was time to fight your hangover. With a soft smirk, you put it on and walk out to Connor’s kitchen.

“Thank god for days off,” you say as you grab a mug from the cupboard.

“No such luck for me, I got a surgery in an hour.” Connor replies as he finishes cooking.

“Damn, what a shame.” you say as you steal a piece of cheese from beside Connor, earning a slap on the hand and a smirk.

“Hey! That’s meant to go in the eggs, not your mouth.”

“There are a lot of things that can go in my mouth, Dr. Rhodes” you say with a wink.

A knock on the door reverberates in the semi - empty apartment as Connor hands you the plate of eggs. He walks out to answer it, leaving you to eat and enjoy the gracious sip of coffee. Your little moment is interrupted when you hear Jay’s voice raising.

Quickly putting your meal down, you rush over to the front door. Jay hasn’t changed from last night but to you, that didn’t matter. He still made the feeling of butterflies rise into your stomach.

“What are you doing here?” you ask as you back Connor away from the door.

“You weren’t answering my calls or texts, I thought something had happened,” he replies, not noticing Connor’s shirt on you.

“Yeah, you being a dick happened, Jay.”

“Look, I’m sorry, (Y/N).”

That’s when he notices Connor’s shirt on you, the hickies from last nights events making anger fill his eyes.

“But I can see you had other plans...” he growls.

“What does it matter to you who I sleep with?! Jay for fucks sake, ever since Erin left you act like you own me! But you don’t! You chose her over me!”

Tears fill your eyes as realization fills his.

“I’ll pick up what I need from the apartment later on. I can’t do this anymore, Halstead.”

You slam the door as tears race down your face like race cars on a track. Holding a hand on your mouth, you muffle your cries as your free hand holds onto your torso. Gently, Connor pulls you into a hug, giving you the comfort you needed but from the wrong guy.

“I’ll help you get what you need and you can crash with me.”

With a soft nod, you wrap your arms around him tightly.

Not once had you missed a shot in the past 10 years. But here you were.

You had missed your shot with Jay.

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shelby-love · 4 years

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JAY HALSTEAD

"I won't let him touch you."

Requested: yes

Prompts: none

Warnings: none

Authors note: LONG MINI STORY BEWARE!

Hank Voight stood outside Boden's office with his Intelligence team behind him. He knocked once and was immediately let in.

Hank walked towards the bataillon chief and shook his hand. "We need your help Wallace."

Boden didn't know what to say to that, he sat in his chair and waited for an elaboration. "I don't know how I can help you."

"Not you. Your paramedics. Call them in," This was the first time Hank mentioned something the rest of Intelligence didn't know or have inside on. Jay's eyebrows raised but before he could say something Ruzek put his hand on his shoulder, halting his movements.

The unit has been working on a tough case - a case that at some point included them undercover.

It didn't set well with Jay that his girlfriend was brought into this mess. It didn't sit well with him at all.

Boden grabbed the phone and called Connie, "Connie fetch Y/LN and Brett for me would you?"

He noticed the weird look Connie gave him, she too wondered what two paramedics had to do with the best unit in CPD. She stood up and did as she was told nevertheless.

"Y/LN, Brett - Chief Boden wants to talk to you," Connie informed you two. Your eyes fell on Sylvie and everyone else in the common room. You rummaged through your brain and tried to find a pissible explanation as to why he would want to talk to you.

As you and Sylvie walked towards his office you couldn't help but ask out loud, "We didn't do anything wrong, did we?"

"That's what I was thinking!" She exclaimed, "What if this is about the gauze? I told you we shouldn't have used it!"

A few days ago, you somehow fell while going home from work. Sylvie and you decided to take the gauze from the ambo and patch you up with that, and a few more things.

"We didn't use a lot though!" Your debate was cut off as you found yourself outside his office. You raised your hand to knock but someone had already opened the door before you even connected your knuckle to the door.

It was Jay who opened it.

You failed at hiding your shock as you slowly walked into the office. You felt the tension from your boyfriend in waves and you didn't know why.

"You wanted to see us chief?" Sylvie asked, unsure of the whole situation. She looked around the room just like you did before looking back at you. Silently you told each other you'll be fine.

"Yes," Boden said and told you to sit down. "Sargent Voight and the rest of Intelligence are here to speak to you."

Us? You wanted to ask but Voight started talking immediately after Boden said that, leaving no room for questions. "5 days ago. March 11th, the two of you went on a call. Person's name is Henry Smith."

You immediately know who he's talking about. Henry Smith himself called for an ambulance, once you got to the scene you helped him in the ambo and drove him to the hospital where he was operated and the bullet was successfully taken out. You didn't think he would pull through but you gave a lot of effort to keep him alive in the ambo, you even talked while he was conscious.

"What about him?" Sylvie took the words right out of your mouth.

"He's a serial killer." Voight replied monotone. Your eyes immediately seeked for Jay's and your heartbeat spiked up drastically. Many thoughts rushed through your brain. Was he trying to get a hold of you two? Was he planning on killing you? Are they here to put you two in witness protection?

"I... I don't understand," Your voice was shaky as you said those words. Jay himself didn't even know where this was all going. He just wanted you out of this mess. He didn't wanted you pulled into it.

"You two might be the only people Henry Smith trusts," He said that so causally it scared you. "I want you two undercover."

Sylvie almost passed out, you almost started crying and Jay... He lost it. "What? Sarge are you out of your mind??! No! Hell no!"

"Halstead you don't have a say in this I want you clear headed. Don't make this harder than it already is." Hank knew how much this was affecting Jay. He wasn't blind, he saw what you two had. You two loved each other and this was one of the most difficult things someone could put you through.

"Leave her out of this." He wasn't backing down.

"Henry is a casino guy. He has inside on all of us... But not on you," Voight started to explain. "That's why I want you undercover. Find out his cards. Tell us how he plays. He'll tell you because he trusts you."

You shared a look with your Chief, "Who did he kill?"

At your question Voight turns towards Jay, it's clear that he wants your boyfriend to tell you. Jay was tense and uneasy and it took him a while before he spoke up, eyes locked with yours. "His parents. Brother and two sisters...." When he stopped talking Voight incouraged him to continue "Go on."

Jay shook his head and clenched his jaw, he knew you'd want to help after you hear him say it. "He killed his two year old niece and now he's after almost every businessman in Chicago." Your one hand flew to your mouth and you gripped the arm rest tightly with the other. Jay wanted nothing more than say you didn't have to do any of this, that he'll do it all for you.

"He has a list," Voight continues to speak over the silence. "A list you need to get or more people and kids will die."

"Sarge come on-" Jay was ready to fight him.

"No we'll do it."

The whole room looked at you. Everyone was silent. Even Jay couldn't believe it.

You trusted Voight, no matter how much you sometimes didn't like Jay working with him, in this time and at this moment you actually trusted him. You also trusted that Henry wouldn't hurt you.

"Hey hey sir you need to trust me okay? We'll help you get through this!" You told the man before you. You pressed the gauze on his side to take sure to halt the blood flow. "What's your name?"

"h-henry."

"Okay Henry I'm Y/N. Sylvie and I will help you through this. You just gotta hang tight okay? Just trust us."

"I trust you." He said quietly and at that moment his heart beat fell and you were fighting time to keep him alive until Sylvie got you to the hospital.

Sylvie nodded bravely at you, "Where do you want us?"

***

"This necklace is wired," Ruzek explained the gangets to you. "It'll match your dress and no one will even suspect." You triwled the necklace in your hand, it was gold and it had a red ruby in the middle - of course the ruby was wired and fake.

You couldn't help but sneakily steal a glance at Jay. He leaned against the door and kept his gaze locked on you.

Your outfit was casino appropriate. But in other words flaming hot and revealing. If the outfit was under different circumstances - maybe when you and Jay decided to treat yourself by going out - then you would've felt amazing and confident. Now you just wanted to wrap yourself in a blanket and dissappear.

You turn your attention back to the gadgets. "Is there anything else you want me to attach to myself?"

"Nope. That'll be it."

A part of you wanted Adam to continue talking about the wireless gadgets so that way you could keep your focus on him and not worry about the fact that you're going straight into a killers arms.

***

"If you need me you call okay?" Jay's two big hands cup the sides of your face delicately. You can see the worry in his eyes.

"What if-"

"No. Listen there's no what if. If you need me just call. No one will lay his hand on you." As if he can't help himself he pulls back and wraps his arms securely around you. "I won't let him touch you."

No one from intelligence could follow you inside except for Ruzek and Atwater, that's why they also had cops who dressed civil and were going in with you and them.

"Alright we need to get going." Antonio's voice pops your bubble of safety and gets you moving.

You make your way to a flashy red car with Sylvie and Jay walks opposite of you. He walks towards a big loaded SUV and grabs a sniper Hank Voight had already prepared for him.

"Halstead you're on the roof. Kill that son of a bitch."

He didn't have to be told twice. "I won't let him touch her."

Voight placed his hand on Jay's tense shoulder. "I know."

***

"Do you copy?" Adam's voice rings in your ear. Sylvie and you are two steps away from the main entrance. You try to be as subtle as possible while you tuck a strand of your misplaced hair behind your ear. "We hear you Adam."

"Great. You girls have money. Make your way to the table and play. Henry is there already. Kevin is right behind you."

It feels like the line went dead but it didn't. Everyone is listening to what's happening around you. Goosebumps are forming on your skin while you walk towards the table where all the fanciest suits are cheering. The roulette table. You spot Kevin at the poker table and he doesn't even react when your eyes meet but you know that he sees you.

"Do you know how to play roulette?" Sylvie asks, sounding as scared as you are feeling.

"No... But Jay does." You reply.

"Well Jay isn't there right now."

You sigh sadly.

***

Henry Smith looked as dashing as one could possible be considering he was shot over a month ago. He's leaning against the table in his Ermenegildo Zegna black suit. His ash brown hair is neatly set. He looks clean and professional. His eyes shined brightly because everything at the table was going in his favour. Your mind pictures his expensive suit covered in blood and you feel lightheaded.

Why did I agree to do this?

"Ladies," A male attendant came up to Sylvie and you the moment you placed your clutch on the table. "Are you here to play or just drink and have a great time?"

To answer his question you grab two fancy looking glasses from the tray and hand one to Sylvie while sipping the other one as coyly as you can muster. He winks and dissappears in the crowds of expensive clothed bodies.

You glance over to where Henry sat only to find him gone.

Questions pop into your head as you try to decipher his move.

"I didn't know paramedics fancy this scene." His rough hands are on yours and Sylvie's shoulder and his raspy deep voice rings against your ear. He stands behind you so casually you almost throw up.

"Well we didn't exactly have time to chat about our scenes the last time we saw each other." You reply steadily.

"True." He gives in and you turn around.

"Wow look at you," Sylvie says, "You cleaned up nice."

"Very nice." You add after her for effect and see his eyes flash with something unknown to you.

On the roof Jay snorts and tightens the grip on his gun.

***

"So... How much did you win tonight?" Sylvie continues to converse with him while you scan where he's taking you.

"Ah I don't know... Probably a few hundreds."

"A few hundred dollars?" She asks him innocently which makes him laugh really really hard.

"No sweetheart. A few hundred thousand dollars." Both of you gape.

"Please sit." The plush sofa in the corner of the big fancy casino looks like the most private area in the whole building. There are four guards walking around you are making sure no one snoops where they shouldn't. Thats the reason why Ruzek and Atwater are stuck and aren't able to come anywhere near you.

"Jay I really hope you have him." Ruzek is sitting at the bar and keeping an eye on you. No one likes how the situation is looking. "They're completely cut off. I can't get near them."

Outside, Voight cursed at the bastard but still kept positive. "At least he hasn't taken them to the private rooms. Halstead make sure his minions don't see you at the roof. Keep us posted."

"What are you going to do with the money?" You ask him casually. "Buy a car? I sure would. I've been driving that damn ambo more than anything else."

Henry laughs at your words and continues to sip his strong drink that's too fancy for you to even know what it is. "I don't know how you guys do it."

"We don't know how you manage to sit inside your office all day long." Sylvie says.

"It's easy to sit there all day because you're the boss and everyone does what you say." You glance at the black suited gentlemen.

It's easy to order your men to kill your two year old niece so you don't have to feel guilty because you weren't the one that killed her?

"To answer your question dear Y/N. I'm going to use that money to destroy everyone that's bothering me in my life." Bells start ringing in your head and you hope that everyone heard it as well.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that I have a really high suspicion of you two being wired and sent here as bait to catch me. Also... You're bothering me and my plans." Two big guys immediately turn around and reach out to grab you. Both of you know there's no way you're going to make it out by sweet talking and when you see Henry reach for his gun something else rings out and before he can shoot you - there's a hole in the center of his forehead and blood is all over you.

A dark skinned bulky man grabs you in his arms and at that exact moment all hell breaks loose. "CHICAGO PD GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!" Atwater starts yelling, gun pointed at the men and you.

"Let them go and we won't have to kill you." You're visibly shaking and tears start forming in your eyes as you try to spot your boyfriend. You're flushed against the man who has his arm wrapped around your waist and gun at your head.

Up on the roof Jay has his eyes only on you. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon." He keeps whispering. You're blocking the man and his clear shot, Jay knows that there's no way in hell he's going to shoot his shot with you in grave danger.

Voight and the rest of Intelligence pile in the casino and empty it out in seconds. Every man and woman run out together in sync like sheep. Voight stalks towards you, gun in front of him. "I won't say it again. Let them go and you might just survive."

They stay still and don't let Sylvie and you out of their hold. You can hear Voight say something along the lines of "fine it's your choice" before he fires several bullets your way.

Out of fear and pure adrenaline you duck down and somehow manage to escape the startled man's hold. The glass table in front of you broke because of the bullets Voight fired at it - and you fell right onto the shards.

With precise and calculated movements Jay shoots the four men and drops his firearm on the floor before running towards the stairs that connect the roof to the rest of the building. Jay ran like never before, he wanted to be the one who's going to hold you in his arms and tell you everything is going to be fine.

"Hey Y/N take it easy." You don't hear anyone. Pain rushes through your body and you don't know what's going on around you. The only thing that left your lips was the name of the man you love. Jay.

"He was on the roof. Y/N he saved you." You start crying even harder. Who knows what would've happened to you if Jay didn't shoot them.

"Y/N?!" It's enough for you to hear his voice to start fighting against the pain of the cuts.

When your eyes spot his frame and worried face you break down in his arms even harder. While his arms were wrapped around your neck and face buried in your styled but now messed up hair Jay thanked the heavens above for your safety. He also cursed himself because he let you go through with your decision.

His lips found the top of your head, your ears and forehead. And when your eyes met his lips found your own. Both of you melted into the kiss after thinking you might never be able to experience the electricity of it ever again.

"Y-you saved me." You looked at him while he shook his head.

"I shouldn't have let this happen to you," When he noticed the cuts on your arms and knees he grabbed your hands gently and twined them with his. When he raised them to his lips he pressed soft apologetic kisses against your knuckles.

He could see that you were still visibly shaking and therefore he took off his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders. He didn't let you go because he wrapped his strong arm around your back and upper arm keeping you close.

You leaned into his touch and let him lead you out of the horror filled casino. Flashing lights of the police cars blinded you for a short second and the many people outside scared you but Jay pushed through them and didn't let them touch you in any way. Interrogating that some of them wanted to do would have to wait and the look on his face made it clear so they didn't even have to ask.

You saw Sylvie who sat at the floor of the ambulance while the two paramedics dotted over her for any injuries.

Jay led you to the other ambulance. "She has cuts all over her body. I think some shards might still be in there."

The paramedic nodded, "We got it from here detective."

You didn't like the dismissal she gave Jay and so you immediately reached for his hand even though it hurt you to do so. "I'm staying." He stole the words right out of your mouth. The paramedic nodded and continued to check you.

"We need to take out the shards and you're gonna need stitches." She informed you after a while and then she looked at Jay. "We need someone to go with her."

"I'll go. I'm her boyfriend." Jay left no room for questions or disagreements as he made himself comfortable next to you in the ambulance. "I got you babe. You're going to be fine."

You were still shaken up and you will probably be like that for days, or maybe even weeks. You wouldn't wish this on anyone. You came out of it alive but you knew you were going to be scarred for life. Physically from the shards of glass and mentally. Your brain won't let you forget this, you just knew it.

Eventually the events catched up to you and you let yourself close your eyes and slip away into the darkness. It was so easy to do that because you felt safe and at peace because you knew that while Jay Halstead was next to you no one will touch you.

The ride to the hospital passed in a blur and the only thing that you felt were the soft kisses and safety from Jay.

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detectivejay-chuckles-halstead · 4 years

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30 Days // Jay Halstead x Reader // Pt 3:6

Description: 30 Drabbles of Jay and Reader’s life together

Words: 2385

Warnings: Canonical Violence, FLUFF

Pairing: Jay x Reader

A/N: The third installment. I am simultaneously working on this, a new upcoming long fic, and requests. Not to mention I get to go back to work for the first time in 6 weeks (YAY!) So my posting may be out of wack, or only maybe once or twice a week. Hope you all enjoy!

Doing Something Together

“Why do you always insist that you can beat me?” Jay asked as the two of you walked into the firing range. Yes, your boyfriend had been an expert marksman as a Ranger, worked as Intelligence’s sniper when needed. That didn’t mean that one of these days you wouldn’t beat him when it came to target practice.

“Because one day, someday, it’s going to happen. And today is going to be that day,” you answered with a smile, Jay just shaking his head with a laugh. It was like this every time the two of you went to renew your certification for work.

It didn’t take long to sign in, being sent to your respective areas. You both put on the protective eye-wear and earmuffs. As the targets were sent back, you took out your gun and took a wide stance. One clip was all that you were firing that day.

“You may begin,” the evaluator stated, the two of you firing your guns multiple times until no bullets were left. You holstered at that point, taking the earmuffs off as you looked at Jay with a smile on your face. This had to be it, right? This was going to be your day! The targets were brought up for evaluation

Most of your hits were along the 8 and 9 marks just to the left of the silhouette. When you looked at Jay’s target, at first you thought it was a joke. There was no way he only hit the target once dead center. Until you took a look at it again, realizing he’d hit the same spot multiple times.

“Good job. We will see you guys back next year,” the evaluator then told you, writing down his comments before walking away.

“One day, babe,” he assured you as you pouted.

“Maybe next time, I just need to distract you,” you suggested, walking away from him with a sway to your hips.

In Formal Wear

Voight had more or less ordered the team to go to this fundraiser that the CPD was hosting. Not that you minded, but you knew Jay hated these events. He said he felt paraded around. Which definitely wasn’t a lie, though none of you had a choice. If Voight said to jump, the answer would be ‘how high, sir?’

“Stop fussing with your tie,” you scolded for the fifth time since the two of you had arrived, swatting his hands away to fix the fabric. He huffed, letting you do your thing as he looked around the room. “We’ll be here an hour, two tops.”

“I will complain the entire time,” he assured you with a smirk, getting a chuckle from you. “You look gorgeous by the way.”

He’d been left speechless when you’d walked out of the bedroom in the black, low cut, tulle gown. Not like you saved it for special occasions or anything. You realized that Jay had never seen you dressed up like that before. And you’d never seen him in such a crisp, form-fitting suit before.

“If you behave, maybe I’ll even let you take it off me,” you whispered as you leaned in, hands pressed to his chest. The glimmer of hope in his eyes was enough for there to be an understanding. All he had to do was put up with the event. That was all.

A waiter walked around, Jay grabbing two champagne glasses off the tray like a pro. You couldn’t help but lean into him slightly as the two of you walked around the room, mingling with all the important names. As much as you loved the dress, you hated the heels.

“Don’t you two look like a handsome couple,” Voight mentioned as you neared the huddled group of Intelligence officers. You couldn’t help the blush forming across your cheeks.

“Thank you, Serge,” Jay said softly as Kim and Vanessa pulled you into their conversation. Your eyes would meet Jay’s occasionally, wanting to just get lost in him until one of the other women would pull you back. Maybe you needed to go to these events more often.

Dancing

“Why does this song sound so familiar?” you asked Jay as the two of you were cooking dinner, the tune on the radio bringing back clouded memories that you couldn’t quite place.

“Really?” he countered, looking a bit hurt. Though you weren’t sure why. “Don’t you remember this was the song that was playing at Molly’s the first time we kissed.”

“How could I forget that?” You weren’t sure how to answer your own question, feeling crappy about not remembering. But you were a bit surprised that Jay remembered. There was no doubt that you would have remembered if you hadn’t been as drunk as you were that night.

“Dance with me?” he asked, holding his hand out for you. There wasn’t even a second of hesitation as you took his hand, letting him pull you close to him before the two of you began gently swaying in the kitchen. He looked at you with complete love and adoration -- a look nobody else had ever given you before.

It felt right, being with Jay. This moment was the moment you realized that he was the one for you. He was the one that you’d never let go. The one that you'd move Heaven and Hell for. You and Jay were endgame. You’d never been more sure about anything in your life.

In Battle Side-by-Side

The case you’d all been working on for the better part of a week --the one that had already made most of the team shed sweat, blood, and tears -- had led you all to an abandoned factory on the south-side of Chicago. Everybody’s cars were huddled in a parking lot a block away, out of sight of the building to keep from blowing the whole operation. The team stood together as Voight spoke.

“We bring this guy in dead or alive. Got it?” Everybody agreed with a ‘yes Serge.’ “Halstead, you and Y/L/N take the north entrance. Rojas and Atwater take the south entrance. Ruzek, you’re going to cover the north entrance in your vehicle. Burgess, you and me with the south. Nobody goes in or out once we start this except us.”

Jay helped you secure your vest over your shirt before grabbing his gun out of the trunk. His pistol remained holstered on his thigh. As much as you loved your job, it was moments like these that made you hate it. More like, you hated working in the same unit as your boyfriend. If things went south...you didn’t let yourself think of it, Jay pulling you out of your thoughts with a smile, handing you your own gun.

“I love you,” he told you softly, squeezing your free hand. You sighed, looking at him as everybody got ready.

“I love you too.”

It was a go. You and Jay walked to the north entrance, your boyfriend in front of you as your hand rested on his shoulder, following right on his heels. Why a lone offender would be hiding out in an abandoned factory was the real question you were asking yourself, but you didn’t mention it to anybody else. As long as you got this guy, that’s all that mattered.

The two of you silently breached the door, moving slowly and methodically. You’d done this a thousand times before, no different. He came to a T in the hallway, motioning for you to go left. There was no hesitation as you stepped to the side of him, hugging the wall as you went down the hallway while he walked the other direction.

The only sound you could hear was the sound of your breath and your heart beating in your ears. The further you got away from Jay, the less you were able to hear his footsteps until they disappeared. You were on edge, creeping down this hall, taking turn after turn. Was this a factory or a maze? The second you heard any type of movement, you froze in place before slowly looking around.

It was a bit of a scare when you found yourself looking down the barrel of a gun, releasing your breath when you realized it was Jay. The look on his face matched yours. Confusion.

“Something doesn’t feel right,” he said softly, getting you to nod in agreement as you continued down the new hallway. Eventually, the hall opened up into a large room. As you looked around, you noticed Vanessa and Kevin at the other end, about twenty-yards ahead of you. As far as you knew, nobody had seen an entrance to a second floor, realizing you missed something. There was no second floor, but there was clearly a window to the right as well as a door.

“Jay,” you whispered, motioning for him to look. As soon as he started to turn his head, you heard clattering.

“Flash grenade!” he called out, pulling you to the ground with him, trying to shield you from the flash.

Your ears were ringing, feeling Jay’s body weight on you as you tried to assess what was going on. Shots were the next thing you heard, seeming to miss everything besides the walls. It sounded like it was only coming from one gun, which meant your offender was indeed working alone.

“Stay down,” Jay told you softly. “Don’t key your radio.” Fear flooded over you. There’d only be one reason he’d tell you not to key your radio.

“You think there’s a bomb.” There was no question about it. That’s exactly what Jay was thinking. “Vanessa and Kevin!”

“Right now, we have to move,” he interjected, getting off you so that you could crouch. There was nowhere to take cover. No boxes, no equipment. The room was empty. The only way to get out was the way you came. The two of you looked over at the other pair who seemed to have the same idea.

“Jay, we leave, this guy will be in the wind,” you snapped as he grabbed your arm, ready to drag you out of that building. “Trust me.”

He hesitated before nodding, the two of you pressing against the wall before moving quickly towards the corner. Kevin and Vanessa seemed to get the memo, mimicking your movements. The other pair waited, not daring to cross in front of the window as the offender stopped firing. Most likely out of confusion due to there being no active targets he would be able to see.

Jay nodded at you as you busted in the door before firing a single shot at the offender, the man falling to the ground. Quickly, you kicked his gun away from his reach, though you knew it wasn’t necessary. A single headshot. Kneeling down, you felt for a carotid pulse, feeling nothing. He was dead.

You sat down next to him, elbows on your knees as you rested your head in your hands. It was over. It was finally over. Nobody keyed their radios still, not until the bomb squad got there to do a search of the building to ensure there weren’t any extra surprises.

“Nice work,” Voight told you when you finally exited the building. It didn’t feel like good work. You knew the order was to bring him in dead or alive...but never did you think it would be your gun that killed the man -- your shot, your decision.

“Let’s go get this paperwork done, then go home,” Jay suggested softly, kissing your temple as you silently agreed.

On A Birthday

“You know, all I want to do is just relax at home with you for my birthday,” Jay told you as you walked out of the precinct to the car.

“Okay, promise not to get upset?” You’d waited until he was securely in the passenger seat of your car before you’d asked him. “The guys planned a surprise party that I’m supposed to be taking you to. I told them it was a bad idea, but can you just go for an hour at least to please them?”

“One hour, then just us,” he agreed.

This was the third birthday you’d spent with him, still not getting a clear answer on why he never wanted to celebrate. The first year, you practically had to force a piece of cake into his mouth. He’d opened the present you got him the day after his birthday. The second year went smoother, but he still resisted nearly every idea to actually celebrate. This year though, it wasn’t your doing. You’d finally given in, still forcing him to get a cake at least and always getting him a present. Birthdays were a big deal for you growing up, family always making it a big deal.

You pulled up in front of Molly’s, his arm hooked around your shoulder as you reminded him to ‘act surprised.’ Which he did, smiling as friends came up to wish him a happy birthday. He drank some beer, had some laughs, but as soon as that clock hit the hour mark, he excused himself from the party, ensuring everyone promised they’d keep it going for him.

You followed close behind as the two of you stepped into the cool Chicago night air. When he suddenly stopped, you nearly walked into him before he turned to look at you with a smile, small box in his hand.

“You’re the one who’s supposed to be getting presents today, silly,” you reminded him before he kissed you.

“I know, but I think you deserve this,” he countered, flipping the top of the box open to reveal an engagement ring, shock evident on your face. “You know I don’t really like celebrating my birthday. My mom was the only one who ever made a big deal of it, and after she died, I didn’t really find a reason to celebrate. Then, I spent two birthdays in Afghanistan...I was going to wait to do this, but I wanted a reason to be able to be happy on this day again. You’ve tried so hard the past few years...my mom,” he sighed softly, “she would have loved you. And she would have told me to keep you forever. So, Y/N...Will you marry me?”

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hankwritten · 3 years

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TFComics Rewrite

I am currently plotting an outline for a TFComics, and I want to get my thoughts about fixes to canon and possibly get feedback. Since this is a rewrite there’s really no *spoilers* or anything, so I’m willing to answer all questions about what I plan to do. Also some characters I’m not so sure about how I want to retool them, so if your have ideas for your fav let me know!

Disclaimer:

This rewrite is intended to critique the content/choices made in the construction and telling of the Team Fortress 2 comic series. It is not a personal attack on the artists/writers/directors or any of the creatives that made contributions to this series, nor is it meant to substitute or replace the official release. This work is transformative in nature, and relies on an understanding of the source material to be understood. TF2 and its characters belong to Valve.

TFCR is working on the assumption that the audience has read the original comic, and as such will skip over scenes and plot points that are unchanged from the original. I don’t think it needs to be said, but this fanfiction will not make sense if you are not familiar with the source.

I also recognize that there are strengths within the comic’s writing and weaknesses within my own. Namely, that Valve writers are gods in the realm of comedy, and I’d rather not try to match them in the regard. As such, I will state up front that these will not be as funny as the TFComics. That is not to say there won’t be jokes (either ones transplanted from the source or some of my own) or that the tone of this will be terribly grimdark, only that my focus will be on improving story structure and character development as those are what appeal to me.

The Broad Strokes

The goal of TFCR is to give a more engaging story for all the mercenaries we know and love, as--let’s face it--the TF2 mercs are side characters in their own damn story. These are some of the planned improvements.

There will be reason for each of the mercs to actually be there. As it stands, the motivations for almost every character besides Pauling and Saxton Hale are vague and unsatisfying. We’d usually say something along the lines of “money” for hired killers, but clearly Scout doesn’t even know if they’re getting paid, and some of the other characters are even worse. The hunt for the Australium is, therefore, boring. MacGuffins usually are, but at the very least the characters should care about the item even if the audience doesn’t. This work aims to give each of the nine mercs a motive and a reason to be in the story instead of just replaceable joke dispensers.

Explain what “Team Fortress” means, and how it relates to RED and BLU. Long and short: the nine mercenaries we see on the team are not from either RED or BLU but rotate between the two, and were the individuals selected to fight the robots. That means all things do happen to all characters. As Valve pretty much goes with “whatever is funniest at the time”, it’s very hard to make a cohesive theory about “where the hell is BLU team?”, but I’ll do my damndest. We’ll also examine Team Fortress’s relationship with the other capital T Teams, and why they’re considered the “rejects” of the bunch.

Comics 1 & 2 will be removed from the timeline as they serve no purpose, only taking what needs to be known about the plot’s setup and jumping straight to A Cold Day in Hell.

We will introduce the Classic Mercs right away so they can generate threat and play against the TF mercs when they do actually meet head to head.

We will not be killing off Gray Mann. (Not preemptively anyway.) In fact, there will be more focus on him and Olivia as villains facing off against the Admin, providing her foil as the TF2 and TFC mercs provide foils for each other.

I considered waiting until the final comic was out to begin working on this, but that may never happen. Jay Pinkerton said he may reveal what plot they had in store eventually, but considering it took Half Life over a decade to get the “I was once a Valve writer but my NDA has expired and now I can go buck wild” treatment, I’m not holding my breath. The main reason I wanted to do this is that the Administrator’s motivations are not interestingly foreshadowed, to the point where there aren’t even any good fan theories out there. That said, WritingDispenser and Riddle of the Sphinx helped come up with a pretty fun one, which was actually the inspiration for me to get off my butt and start plotting this.

There will be no queerbaiting. This refers both to HeavyMedic (which has been simultaneously used as wink wink nudge nudge joke many times and as encouragement for fans to play their stupid hat game) as well as lesbian Pauling (since femme lesbians are the preferred method for front facing LGBT representation across almost all media, but video games especially). If you need to understand why lesbian Pauling is an issue, Sarah Z coined the term “queercatching” in order to describe word of god confirmations on characters sexualities that are not followed up on in the text. I recommend the full video on it.

Due to the importance of immortality in the theming of the comics, respawn will not be a thing. Deaths we think should have happened previously will be explained as close calls, or that Medic can heal a short time after death. Medic and Scout’s deaths will be cut in the story itself, as after Sniper died and came back, them doing the same thing kinda lost their punch.

Scout

There will be no ScoutPauling hints. It doesn’t make sense to give screentime to this relationship because Valve obviously doesn’t think it’s going to go anywhere so why make Scout turn down advances from other hot women? I mean I get Expiration Date was a Thing but it feels like Scout’s whole motivation shouldn’t be reduced down to chasing a girl who doesn’t like him back.

He’s here because he lost his life’s savings in bad investments and needs the money. That’s it. Which is still somehow more than his canon motive which is question mark question mark question mark

He, Soldier, Spy, Demo, and Pyro all start the adventure with Miss Pauling.

Engages with Heavy on a genuine level when they go to collect him, Heavy doesn’t blow him off when he tries to level about dead dads.

There will be no DadSpy reveal. The way Spy treats Scout has never been “deadbeat dad feels bad about abandoning his kid” but more “this is someone I would kill without a second thought if I felt like it” which makes his reveal in comic 5 feel very disingenuous. I don’t think Valve even had this plotline in mind until comic 3, as #2 still has Spy seeming only to care about Scout’s Ma and not Scout himself. It also makes “seduce me!” retroactively weird.

Uhhh hooks up with Zhanna. This one isn’t critical I just think it’s funny.

Soldier

Soldier is going to be the Ur example of the Admin not treating her people well, as we’re going to lean into the whole “Soldier was only mildly messed up until the whole lead poisoning” thing.

He’s here because he’s blindingly loyal to the cause. He’s actually going to very little from canon because of this actually.

Might be the reason Team Fortress has a reputation of being the lower tiers of the Teams, but that doesn’t mean he’s damn good at his job. Fatal flaw is that he’s unstable, and even though the courthouse plotline won’t be in this fic, it should be noted that he actually does cause problems for the other protagonists due to his short temper. He’s a risky asset, but still essential.

There will be a minor explanation for the WAR! Comic, but I think that’s better saved for Demo’s analysis.

Pyro

Pyro is the character you could cut entirely from the comics and have the least change. Now, they’re going to be Pauling’s right hand. Let me explain.

Engineer and Pyro are implied to live together, and Pyro doesn’t have anything better to do than go with Engie after Team Fortress is disbanded. Rather than having a reveal, we will see some of what is going on with the Admin and friends early on, and see what leads up to her sending Miss P the note that kicks off the whole plot. However, while Engie needs to stay and look after her, Pyro’s skills aren’t useful here, and they are sent as a direct messenger to help Pauling.

They’re loyal, and unlike Soldier rarely mess up orders. They’re also partially mute, making them ideal for handling sensitive info. Pauling trusts them to handle the burning of “Elizabeth’s” paper trail.

Will be using they/them in the narrative voice, but other characters will refer to them as he/him. I considered going with it/its because that’s bubbled up in popularity again, but ultimately I decided against it.

We’ll get glimpses to their train of thought, but like the comics they will remain virtually silent.

Demo

Demo’s role in the cast is going to be very similar to Spy’s. The events of WAR! involved him nearly dying and Soldier taking the win, and he’s very bitter that after all those events *apparently* mercs can just be switched around teams willy nilly and don’t have to kill each other anymore. (As the audience, we know this is because the Admin found out the “make them so angry they won’t ask questions” wasn’t a long-term viable solution, and instead brought TFI forward as a neutral third party that was pretending to mediate the gravel wars.) But Demo’s suspicious, and is only along because he really has been miserable since he lost his job.

This conflict will eventually come to a head, more on that in the Sniper section.

Is fairly forgiving with his teammates. Doesn’t like Sniper but I’m willing to drop a little angst during that submarine scene. Is glad to see Medic actually. Here to be some glue to hold this merry band together.

The Eyelander will not be forgotten after 2 comics because I love this character concept and I think it was underutilized.

Drunk jokes will be kept to a minimum. What I liked about WAR! and Bombinomicon was that it took Demo and showed that they knew how to make him funny without making him one note, which they sort of did in the early TFComics but stopped in the later ones in favor of him….being asleep for the whole plot. I promise 100% awake Demo in my rewrite.

Demo likes Pauling on a personal level, but has trouble reconciling her with his feelings on TFI.

Doesn’t get knocked out by moonshine because. Seriously? Poisoning the Demoman with alcohol? In what world does that work.

Heavy

Not too much to change. Scout doesn’t accompany him when he goes to look for the secret Australium cache, and he engages with Mags and Saxton (which will be when the audience finds out what they’ve been up to) and actually cares about what’s going on with them. He thinks Darling is up to something. Which he is, he’s attempting to unseat both Gray and Helen due to long family history.

Will at least mention Medic. Their reunion falls a little flat since it mostly relies on Meet the Medic for context, as they don’t really interact in the comic. There can be a bit of a flashback to what it was like as all these mercs broke up.

I know uhhh Valve seems to think found family is really dumb, and that these murderers could ever like each other is silly or something, but the mercs do? Like each other? For the most part anyways.

Bronislava and Yana come alone for adventures, not just Zhanna. Again, no real reason, but sometimes I get to have tacky fanfic stuff in my own fanfic because I Wanna.

Engineer

Engie ruminates on his family history of allowing all this bullshit to happen and just kind of shrugging. Basically Moss’s analysis of the Conagher themes.

Has put a lot of time, sweat, and tears into BLU and now TFI, isn’t willing to let it fall now, even if Admin is basically living on borrowed time. He’s doing this because of the ‘ole sunk cost fallacy.

Also we get to see more of Pauling and Admin’s relationship through his eyes.

Medic

Congrats on being the one merc with an actual arc, Medic! As a reward, you will not be changed much.

I’m actually going to use Medic’s section to say that the Classic mercs will be referred to by their first names in order to differentiate them, and we’ll get little previews of what they’re like from Medic’s perspective before we actually see them fight Team fortress. The battle at the submarine will be more of a fight in this sense, working it out so it seems like surrender is the only option after Sniper is killed.

Final fight with Cheavy will be...not blocked so awkwardly. I mean this is now a textual medium so my work is already halfway done, but still the pacing is so weird. Shudder.

Sniper

These are the big guns. Most changes, even more than Demo. He’s been actually hunting for New Zealand/the Australium cache on his own, and doesn’t want Pauling interfering, saying for a he knows she could have been the ones to kill his adoptive parents.

(She hasn’t, but the Admin did actually order them killed in an attempt to stop Sniper because she thought she could prevent the exact thing that is going on right now which is that Sniper is considering trying to get at it.)

Sniper doesn’t know this, but Pauling, Demo, and Spy eventually convince him to share his findings and help them get to New Zealand.

Spy

Similar to Demo but is less conflicted about it. He knows just because he likes someone doesn’t mean he won’t have to kill them later.

Spy knows about who killed Sniper’s parents, and tells Demo, sort of as a test to see where his loyalties lie. He also knows that Pyro is Pauling’s confidant for certain things.

Demo questions him about what he’s doing here, whose side he’s really on. But you know. Spy is Spy and he was never really on anyone’s side but his own. When it comes down to it, it might be exactly as Scout thinks: that he’s ditched them all and run off when he had the opportunity. But, big damn hero, comes back in the end.

He’s here mainly to “keep an eye on things.” Also maybe because his gf asked him to keep an eye on her son :)

#tf comics rewrite #tf2 meta

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sucuretcannelle · 3 years

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*Al gives Cinna a confused glance but doesn't say anything* So how do we summon whoever the hell you're trying to summon? *Dean pulls the black book out of his pocket and opens it* All we gotta do is spill shade blood over Harvey's grave...only bad thing is that it doesn't say where he's buried... *My ears perk up* Nightshade probably knows, she knows a lot about urban legends and stuff *Dean nods* Good point...you think she's even gonna be home? *I shrug and start walking* Only one way to find out

- Noodles

*She looks at Char and then Al*

Rose has to deal with some things because me and Nash haven't been at work for a bit. I'll have to go back right after this, it shouldn't be anything too dangerous, so I'll be fine, I'll just be gone for a long while

What does Rose even do a majority of the time? I know Jay is a sniper...I think, but what does she do?

Rose is typically the head investigator, though she does do a lot more things in the crime field than we tell her to, mostly because she needs the money. No shame, of course. She does her job well.

*She tries to hold back her laugh*

There's a bit of an employee s-shortage do to an "a-accidental massacre-"

*Char places her hand on her forehead*

This is stressing me out and I don't even work there

Not only that, but for some odd reason, she's dealing with a case where the murderer doesn't even know that killing even happened at the scene, and she can't find evidence anywhere, which gives me a bigger reason to go back and check for traces of magic activity and-

*She sighs and pushes the butt of her pen onto her arm before putting it in her pocket*

Nash has to stay back and take care of Pippin, as long as I go, he doesn't really need to be there. This is bad, but then I have many other personal affairs to deal with-

Starting to think that my mental health is in "grave" danger-

Wait we're gonna meet someone new?

#noodle anon

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iscariotsdeputy · 4 years

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Staci Pratt’s Lines From The FC5 Script

THE SCRIPT IS FOUND HERE ON THIS POST GIVE THAT POST THE ATTENTION IT DESERVES

now to our regular scheduled staci content under the read more!

[Surprise reactions, yes I’m naming these]

Good Lord!

What the-

Jesus!

God almighty!

Christ almighty!

Whoa!

What was that?

I heard something.

You hear that?

What?

What's that?

[FUN BATTLE CRIES]

Enough!

No more!

I'm done with this!

Goin' in!

Cover me!

You're dead!

You're mine!

Kill them! Let them die for the Father! (ZOINKS)

Kill them all! They don't deserve to live!

The weak must be culled!

We've got this!

Mercy is for the weak!

Show them no weakness!

Cull the herd!

You don't deserve to live!

You'll pay! You're all gonna pay!

You're all gonna die!

You don't deserve to live!

Is that it?

You started it!

I didn't want this!

We don't forgive unbelievers!

This didn't have to happen!

[That feel when the grenades hit]

Move, move, move!

Move, go!

Grenade!

Grenade, move!

[This boy is on fire!]

Oh God, the fire's gettin' bigger!

Fire's growing!

The fire! It's out of control!

Good Lord that fire's getting big!

The fire's spreading!

[Lad on the run]

Moving, cover me!

Runnin' for it!

Hey, cover me!

Movin' positions!

Gonna try to get higher up.

Gonna climb higher.

Cover me, I'm heading down.

Moving down, cover me!

For sure!

Better go fast!

Got it!

Okay!

Got ya!

[When he wants to run but he’s like me trying not to infodump: suppressed]

I can't move!

They've got me pinned!

I'm pinned down!

I'm taking fire over here!

They've got me pinned down!

[Staci hearing threats]

Jesus! Where was that?! Damn!

Lord! Jesus, what was that? What the hell!

[Staci underfire]

Damn!

Dammit, dammit!

Lord Jesus Christ!

This is bad!

God, no!

Ah shit!

[Staci when he sees them enemies]

Look, over there!

Over there!

There they are!

There! I see them!

Gonna do some Cullin'... (staci excuse me?)

Don't move!

Dammit, watch out!

Hey, watch out!

[Wounded Staci]

Ah.

Ow.

Ah!

God!

Jesus!

I'm hit!

They shot me!

They got me!

[HE’S RELOADIN’]

Reloading!

I'm reloading!

Reloading! Cover me!

Gotta reload!

[SALUTATIONS FELLOW NORMAL NOT BRAINWASHED PEOPLE]

Hey.

Hi there.

What's up.

Hey, man.

Hey sister.

Hey there.

Hey!

Hey Brother.

Brother, how are you?

Miss. Nice to see you.

Hey there Miss.

[Sights on Staci, a sniper with the same values as me]

Sniper!

Sniper's got me in his sights!

Got a sniper on me!

[Funky Fresh Idle Filler]

Gotta look after your gear, keep it clean. Out here your weapon is your life.

The Father keeps all the best stuff for his Chosen. Leaves us the scraps.

No one is going to take anything from me again. Ever.

The night hides many sins.

It gets cold at night.

Even in the dark, they can see ya.

[Sneeze] [Clear Throat] [Sigh]

[Happy sigh. Like the Blue Jays won another world series recently.] (I shit you not this is how it’s in the script)

I'm not weak. I'm not weak.

They're gonna pay.

No mercy. Show no mercy.

Some say the sun is life. In the cages it brings only death.

I wasn't sure I'd ever see the sun again.

[Deep breath] Just smell that fresh air.

Jacob took me on one of his hunts, only we weren't huntin' any animals. A couple of prisoners had escaped... they didn't get far. I had to help round up the wolves.. you know... to be made into Judges. They were so scared... so scared. I had a dream once that Jacob took me on a hunt. We shot some deer and he asked me to skin them. As I was cutting them open they changed... it wasn't deer. I... I don't think it was a dream.

Good idea to be ready for anythin'. From what I saw Eden's Gate isn't foolin' around.

I was locked down in Jacob's Gate for days. I can't imagine living down there for years.

Jacob had one thing right. Things are only goin' to get worse and you gotta be ready for it.

[Friendly Fire]

Watch it!

We're on the same side!

Watch where you point that!

Do you mind?

Don't test me!

You trying to kill me?!

You tryin' to make me angry?

I wouldn't do that, if I were you.

You doing that on purpose?

Trying to get me killed?!

Watch it!

Be more careful!

Careful!

Hey! Watch it!

[DON’T LET HIM USE THE MOUNTED GUN]

Goin' for the machine gun!

Gonna take the machine gun!

Cover me I'm going for the machine gun!

I'm taking the machine gun, cover me!

Leave the machine gun to me!

[If a friend is down I think, or maybe you, who knows?]

Good lord!

Jesus!

God, no!

Father save us!

[SO IF STACI KILLS YOU???]

Now who's weak?

I'm sorry. I really am.

[Staci death pleas]

Father! Forgive me!

Oh God oh God!

[Filler after Staci kills someone AKA post-combat]

Culling the herd. It's just culling the herd.

Did you see that Jacob? Who's weak now?

For sure.

You okay over there?

You can't let it get to you.

It.. It'll be okay. (i love him,,,,,,,,,,)

[Battle Filler!]

They deserve what they get!

Show no weakness!

Kill them all!

Death is too good for them!

[Reviving]

Going to help! I got 'em! I'll get 'em! I got this!

Hold on, I got you! Be right there! Don't die on me!

[You Revive Him! Gold Star!]

It just wasn't my time. Thanks, friend.

You are a God-send. Thank you.

You're like my guardian angel.

[Battle Taunts]

Whatta you gonna do? What, having trouble standing? What's wrong? How do you like it?

[Staci asking for help]

Oh God! Save me, please!

Oh god, it hurts! Make it stop!

Please, Father. No more!

[If you aim your gun at Stace oh n o]

You don't want to test me.

That's enough.

You wanna see what happens?

You're not gonna like what comes next...

You think that scares me after what I've been through?

Don't be testin' me, Brother.

Don't push me. Not now.

I'm warning you.

I'm not goin' to put up with this, Miss.

[Staci and Boomer]

You got that dog under control, right?

Yeah, I'm not sure I'm good with dogs.

Dogs remind me too much of those damned Judge wolves.

I don't like the way that dog is looking at me.

Just keep that dog away from me.

[Staci and Cheeseburger]

I don't trust bears.

Keep that thing away from me.

Bears are dangerous.

Bears should be in the wild.

Bears are killers.

[Staci and Peaches]

Now that's a cat.

Big cat.

Big claws on that sucker.

Nice kitty.

Beauty coat on that cougar.

[More Filler, But Longer And Contextual!]

Sometimes it's all just too much...then I remember my purpose. Our purpose.

Jacob, he's knows everything that I'm thinking. He's got the key to my mind and he twists... and twists... and twists.

Jacob... he's in control. He controls everything.

I don't know how much more of this I can take.

I would've rotted in Jacob's Gate if it wasn't for you.

Good to see things gettin' back to normal.

Jacob has got eyes everywhere. He knows your thoughts, before you think 'em. He's inside your head right now.

Jacob's plan worked. I tried to warn them. I told them not to go back.

I don't know how much more I can take of this.

If Jacob gets his way, we're all dead.

I... I don't know what to think anymore. It's.. it's so hard to keep it straight.

That goddamn cage, it's like my wires are crossed.

I can't believe he's really dead.

No more sacrifices. No more.

No one can take Jacob on. It's just not possible.

Jacob's going to win. He always wins.

Whitetails are honest, decent people. They're fightin' the good fight, and they deserve any success that comes their way. No place is safe, but the Wolf's Den gives you a good chance at livin'.

Empires fall. The weak.. the world is full of them. They're going to to cull the weak.

I... maybe we shouldn't waste time talking right now.

There's no time. No time!

Jacob... his experiments... he takes us... owns us, speaks to us. He hears us.

They'll find us. They always find people. We gotta leave... before they find us! Before they punish us!

No... keep goin! We move or we die!

Jacob knows. He knows!

You're strong. You're not weak. That's good... good.

I'm alive but I'm weak.. weak. Need to be strong. We are meat. We are all meat.

We could have died. And maybe... maybe I deserved... no, stop, stop! The weak... must be culled!

I... I don't know what we're supposed to do now. Protect and serve? Out here? There's no law anymore, Rook. Look around. Someone should have been here by now. Nobody gives a shit about what's happening here. We're on our own. Survival of the fittest. The weak and strong...

Maybe we didn't survive that crash. Maybe all this is purgatory. We have to atone for all the shit we've done before we can leave this place... we have to suffer before God will grant us salvation.

The whole time I was locked in that room I just kept thinking about how I got here. You know why I became a cop? To get laid. That was it. It was a whim. And then... after awhile, I tried to convince myself that I did it for the greater good. To help people. But I can't. I know that now. Jacob taught me that... I don't know what I'm supposed to do anymore... I don't even know who I am.

[STACI DIALOGUE WITH PHIL, THE PEGGIE, IDK]

Stace: I.. I was told to feed the Judges but I didn't know where their food was.

Phil: Jesus, Pratt. Does nothing stick in that brain of yours? Over there, where it's always kept.

Stace: Right! Th..thanks Phil! It won't happen again!

Phil: It better not.

[Also there’s no confirmation this is Staci, but it was right under the above dialogue]

Stace: Hey... I need to get in.

Peggie: Seriously? Didn't I just let you out?

Stace: There's a new prisoner. I got to go get him. For Jacob.

Peggie: Fine. Get goin'. Just leave me the fuck alone.

#Out of Crashes: OOC #ALL OF STACI'S LINES NOT IN CUTSCENES I THINK #I'll do a post of everyone talking ABOUT Staci lines tomorrow probably

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