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flight-of-the-sacred-eagle · 2 months

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Invader Zim except it’s a rodeo au. Which means the Membranes are actually a rodeo family who compete in rodeos all over the country.

They’re world famous, with Professor, or I guess in this case something different (Rancher Membrane? Cowboy Membrane? Just Membrane?) being a multi time national rodeo champion bull rider. He was forced to retire after a bull gored and crushed his arms to the point of needing amputations. He now lives vicariously through his children, specifically Dib, while managing the ranch and doing sketchy science (because he’s still insanely good at it). Said sketchy science is possible due to him becoming friends with an even more sketchy scientist with even less regard for people. The horse he rides the most is a very sweet and caring quarter horse mare named Clementine, who is a bay with a white blaze.

Gaz is a barrel racer and a damn good one. She’s won first in a couple big rodeos, with her quarter horse named Shadowhog. Shadowhog is a black mare with a white blaze and socks and is just as standoffish and angry as she in. Gaz still enjoys video games, but not as much. She also is the best trick roper in the family, and has experience in break away roping. She’s really good at it, but prefer barrel racing since she thinks it takes more skill. Dib thinks she’s making fun of him, but she really isn’t. She’s dabbled with bronc riding but is too lightweight. She is using in charge of herding on the ranch. She also is still one of Membrane’s creations.

Dib is a tie down roper who desperately wants to get into team roping but like. He has no friends. He’s fairly good at tie down roping, though hasn’t won anything. Membrane wants him to be a bull rider. Dib would rather die. He has a curious, playful dappled gray quarter horse mare named Mothman, and is still in love with the paranormal and would rather explore it than compete. Membrane hates this. Dib kinda loves horses and spends a lot of time with not only Mothman, but the other horses on the ranch like Shadowhog, Phoenix, Megera, ET, and Professor. Dib is also still a clone because Membrane is still stupid smart and has access to less than ethical equipment.

Zim is still an alien. He still wants to take over the earth. He was still banished. The only difference is that he lands in the country when Dib is about 15. Membrane happened to have a flyer for a ranch hand up and Zim decides the human thing to do is take a job. His base is in the shape of a barn that’s right outside of Membrane Ranches. Membrane gives him the job and a cowboy hat and Dib is immediately like “that’s an alien Wtf” but Membrane ignores him. And then proceeds to insist on having Zim trained as a steer wrestler due to his strength and gives him a palomino quarter horse gelding named ET (Dib finds the irony hilarious), who is irritable and must be bribed with treats.

The ranch is named Membrane Ranches and has thirteen horses (four ranch horses- Clementine, Peggy (Appaloosa mare), Foodie (paint quarter horse gelding), and Generator (bay quarter horse gelding); two barrel horses- Shadowhog and Megara (chestnut quarter horse mare with white socks); one tie down roping horse- Chupacabra (paint quarter horse stallion); one steer wrestling horse- Covenant (buckskin quarter horse mare); four generic roping horses- ET, Mothman, Phoenix (nearly white quarter horse gelding), and Doppler (black quarter horse gelding); and one bronc- Wildfire (bright chestnut mustang with a white blaze and socks); as well as sixty head of cattle.

Dib gets tasked with teaching Zim the ropes of steer wrestling and ranch work. They try to kill each other between the very much forced lessons.

Zim is a shit ranch hand at first hates it because of germs. Dib uses this as an opportunity to lie and say all humans are fine with germs and Zim very reluctantly agrees. He does eventually start to get used to it, eventually becoming a fairly good ranch hand. He gets surprisingly protective of ET. ET gets surprisingly close to Zim, always nickering when he comes in.

Zim eventually gets told his mission is fake and Dib awkwardly comforts him. The next week he’s dragged to a rodeo (a massive one) and immediately starts getting very overwhelmed by the extremely loud noises and scents and the bumping. He’s not competing but Gaz and Dib are. Dib completely missed the tie down roping because he’s taken Zim away from the crowds and noise to decompress. (Not because he cares but because he’s not gonna let the alien do something stupid clearly).

Membrane is very annoyed.

A couple years later and more rodeos later Dib is nineteen and wins first at one of the largest rodeos in the country. Zim also competes and gets second. Dib (and Gaz who gets first in a lot of big rodeos) are invited to another big event. Zim comes with.

The night before the competition, Dib and Zim notice a runaway steer. Dib gets it around the head and Zim gets it by a hind leg. Dib realizes that holy shit they could be a roping team. At the same time a roping team is forced to drop out so the pair sign up.

They wind up getting forth. Gaz is thrilled that Dib is able to do what he’s wanted to do. Membrane is angry because he wanted to get Dib to bull riding after tie down roping inevitably wore him out.

Dib and Zim eventually become world champion team ropers. And they eventually make their own ranch. And maybe kiss.

#invader zim #invader zim au #zim invader zim #dib membrane #invader zim dib #iz dib #iz zim #zadf #zade #Zadr #cowboy au

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boasamishipper · 1 year

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my personal favorite highlights from the official top gun: maverick script:

meek engineer's name is simon and is dating someone at the pentagon which is how they found out about the drone ranger coming to shut the darkstar project down

"That's...blue sky up there, Mav." "Yeah, but dark blue. Ominous."

mav also called darkstar 'angel' and 'girl' which i'm glad they cut otherwise i would have died in the theater then and there

"Hondo stares at his monitor. He knows his friend well." 🥺🥺🥺

"y'all built one hell of a plane" oh mav ❤️

"For anyone unfamiliar, it’s obvious there is story here - Glory and ghosts." g o d

admiral's aide do you MIND he's having a MOMENT

warlock is described as "an affable, brilliant two-star" hell yeah

i personally think it's hilarious that cyclone was apparently top of his class in '88 but in the script he's in his forties?? even if he's 49 the film takes place in 2019?? that would make him 18 in 1988?? mr mcquarrie sir the math ain't mathing

"Maverick has had about enough of this shit" if that doesn't just sum up both movies

as a macheresin shipper the fact that hangman and coyote were planned as besties from the get-go,,,,,,,my heart is Full

"sorry i couldn't be there" oh ice 🥺🥺🥺

mcq's love for casablanca continues to shine through

penny's dad is alive and retired and still hates mav

"Keepin’ it tight, I see, Phoenix" hangman is such an ASSHOLE i HATE him (affectionate)

bob's description is "human wallpaper" i am DYING

"shit, that's fritz" i DEMAND to know why fritz's arrival elicited that reaction from fanboy!! show me the fritz&b-team daggers cut!!

"Maverick sees a ghost. From this angle, the kid is a dead ringer for Goose, just as gawky and gangly, loving life." and what if i Bawled

MAVERICK REQUESTED HONDO SPECIFICALLY

HONDO WAS GONNA MEET UP WITH A LADY IN RENO WHO IS 'AN ACROBAT' AND 'VERY FLEXIBLE'

"I need at least one person on my side here" MAV

"I'll stand somewhere else" HONDO

mav originally ran the entire class through the contents of the F-18 NATOPS 👀👀👀

in the original script rooster gave hangman his callsign...personally gonna stick with the headcanon that phoenix (if it had to be one of the daggers) was the one who gave it to him, but Very Interesting nonetheless.

rooster calls phoenix 'fee' brb peppering this into All my fics

PHOENIX IS THE MAV OF THE MOVIE CONFIRMED

I DEMAND TO KNOW IF THERE IS FOOTAGE OF GLEN POWELL SINGING 'HOT FOR TEACHER'

genuinely cannot believe mcq wrote this. he is on galaxy tier levels of thinking i could never even hope to reach.

rooster being protective of phoenix you know that's right

theo the yellow lab was originally named "t" in the script,,,,,,,,t for tony scott,,,,,,,,,

"You're a warrior, Ice. A fighter." bury me ALIVE

"(Note: Important we include PILOT POV establishing gray-out in the lead up to G-LOCK)" this script is tighter than a snare drum

"Kinda like your ass depended on it" GET HIS ASS MAV

phoenix and bob refuse to even IMPLY that mav was in any way at fault for them having to eject,,,,,,,,they are Ride Or Die

as a warlock/hondo shipper i am also Delighted they actually got some screentime together

MAV WAS SUPPOSED TO GIVE THE EULOGY AT ICE'S FUNERAL 😭😭😭😭😭

mav and hangman were apparently supposed to talk after mav chose hangman as his wingman but i'm glad that scene got cut because a) showing vs telling and b) hangman is Not emotionally aware or mature enough to say what he says here out loud and you can't convince me otherwise

"Hondo stares at him. Maverick stares back. Something unspoken passes between the two men." and mavhondo shippers everywhere rejoiced

"HONDO squeezes his fist tightly, feeling something crack. He opens his hand to see the crystal of his stopwatch is crushed, the second hand frozen. An omen." HEY MCQ WHAT THE FUCK

"CLOSE ON Hondo, reflecting on his last moment with Mav." see above

"How we gonna get this bag’a ass in the air?" "Just hang on. Cause this bag‘a ass is about to go ballistic."

"Rough Rider, this is, uh...Ghost Rider" *cries in callbacks*

"The minute Hangman touches down, pull the trip wires and have the barricade stanchions ready." (silence) "HE DOESN'T HAVE A GODDAMN TAILHOOK." (OH SHIT FUCK OKAY RUNNING NOW)

lowkey like the parallel between cyclone nodding at mav and hangman and rooster shaking hands. they still don't like each other, but they respect each other a little more now. as the script says, that's enough.

"Among the pictures is one of Goose and Maverick in the bloom of their youth - their whole lives ahead of them." 😭😭😭😭😭

WE WERE ROBBED OF PHOENIX JOINING ROOSTER AND PENNY AND AMELIA AND MAV AT THE HANGAR I REPEAT WE WERE R O B B E D

"TIME CUT as Phoenix holds two model planes, demonstrating air to-air combat to a very interested Amelia." ooooh amelia has a cruuuuuush

"Rooster turns, looks at the make-shift family taking shape in this makeshift home…And he smiles." 😭😭😭😭😭

#top gun: maverick #icemav #maverick mitchell #iceman kazansky #mavhondo #hondo coleman #warlock bates #hangman seresin #phoenix x rooster #brace #all the cuts and rewrites were definitely for the best but this is a solid script if i ever saw one #mcq deserves the oscar for the 'hot for teacher' line alone

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pathanga · 2 months

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Friendship bracelets & fan-cams - The 'fangirlification' of Motorsports

It’s no secret that motorsports and sports in general are seeing a surge in popularity. Formula One enjoyed a crowd of 1.3 million watching the Las Vegas Grand Prix, a brand new track with no history. But is this due to organic interest in the sport? Out of these 1.3 million, how many turned the race on for the first time with no expectations except to see fast cars zip through a street circuit? Or did they watch with an expectation, with the basic knowledge that can only come from consuming content on social media?

Shows like Drive to Survive (Formula One) and There Can Only Be One (MotoGP) have a reputation to be dramatized, fans of the shows labeled as ‘DTS fans’ and not true fans of the sport. This, unfortunately, is a common occurrence in many fan circles, affecting mainly women and younger fans, pushing them away from the sport. Mention your interest in Formula one or MotoGP around a certain group and expect to be quizzed on what DRS stands for or on what happened in Sepang between Valentino Rossi and Marc Marquez. Name a popular driver and brace yourself to be accused of liking them for their looks.

But there has been a change, not a sudden one, but a change that has been long coming.

The online fan-spaces of sports have slowly filled by more women, sharing their opinions, ‘live-tweeting’ and ‘live-blogging’ their reactions. It’s become a trend to make races an event with bracelet trading and painted shirts. This isn’t anything new, Japanese fans are known to flood Suzuka with intricate hats, each bigger than the last. The Tifosi (fans of historic team Ferrari) are known to come dressed in elaborate costumes. Popes, Priests and many more religious figures flock to Imola and Monza to bless the Ferrari Drivers. You can joke that Charles Leclerc enjoys a fan-base of mostly younger women, but the dedication Italian men show to him cannot be topped.

Even the teams and the sport itself are embracing the new attention from their fan circles. Duracell, battery manufacturers and sponsors of the Williams F1 team, have jumped in head first, posting ‘fan-cam Fridays’ of drivers Alex Albon and Logan Sargent. Ferrari has even joined in, fans joking that the team posts ‘thirst traps’ of the drivers when they don't live up to standards. MotoGP takes a more subtle route, their latest campaign ‘under the skin’ an intimate look into the scars and tattoos of the riders. But the upturned eyes and soft lighting feels less than educational.

But is this a healthy path for the sport to go down? Should the sport rely on their drivers' looks and marketability to gain fans instead of pushing innovation and talent? It's a gray area at best. The days of proclaimed playboy Jenson Button prove that looks and talent can be balanced. But BrawnGP wasn't posting Jenson in an ice bath after a tough race.

If we are exploring the marketability of teams and its pitfalls we have to discuss Haas and Guenther Steiner. Moneygram Haas Formula One was once a pool of potential, the only American team on the grid. Haas could have been the envy of the grid, pride of the American fans. But Haas sits comfortably towards the back of the grid, known for Lego brick cars, the phoenix called Romain Grosjean and their Ex-team principal Guenther Steiner. Driver to Survive captured Guenther as a character in the paddock, with his colourful language and quotable sentences. Newer fans were swayed by his portrayal and then ultimately disappointed when their underdog lost to the dominant Max.

In the end, none of it matters. The sport is ever evolving and will always be evolving. The beloved Halo, saviour of many, was once seen as a curse. Only time will tell if the ‘fangirlification’ will bring the sport down or uplift it. It's not about the race to create the perfect sport, but more about the history and community built from it.

Yes Max Verstappen may be dominating the grid, but off-grid the real winners are the fans, watching history be made, and even be part of it.

#Pathanga's own #featured

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the-ocean-is-scary · 3 months

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I realized something really fucking funny

The Phoenix Riders, the Warcross team who's entire theme revolves around fire...had their dorm blown up and set on fire

#warcross #marie lu #phoenix riders go crazy #shitpost

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multifandomfanfiction · 2 years

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Ride Baby Ride

TITLE: Ride Baby Ride PAIRING: Bob/OC RATING: T CHAPTER: One-shot SUMMARY: Madeline, callsign: Mantra, is scrolling through Bob’s Instagram when she sees a video.

[A/N - Someone mentioned that Bob sounds very Southern in TGM and I have a thing for bull riders so... I’ll eventually write for Rhett Abbott, but I need to finish Outer Range first.]

Madeline had just finished setting up the living room when there was a knock at the door. “It’s open!”

Phoenix and Halo walked through the door holding bottles of wine.

The three of them had a girl’s night once a week. Being the only three girls on the Dagger Squad, it got tiring being around all that testosterone sometimes. It was mostly used as time to gossip about the boys.

“Did you see Hangman today? Looking mighty fine,” Halo said, biting her lip.

Phoenix rolled her eyes. “Yeah, if blonde, cocky assholes turn you on.”

“What can I say? I’m a sucker for a man in uniform!”

“Then you might as well be in love with every male on our team!” Madeline said.

The women cracked open the bottles of wine and began stalking the boys on Instagram.

“Oh my god! Every other picture is Hangman at the gym!” Phoenix complained.

“Bitch, why are you surprised? It’s Seresin of all people!” Madeline told her.

“Rooster is so sweet. He posted a picture of his parents together for their wedding anniversary,” Halo said, “Oh wow. He looks so weird without the pornstache.”

Madeline scrolled through Bob’s Instagram.

There were pictures of him in the cockpit of his and Phoenix’s jet, pictures of him and Rooster making funny faces, but what made her mouth drop open was a video.

It was a video of him riding a bull. An actual living breathing bull.

“What?” Phoenix asked.

Madeline sent the video to her.

“Holy shit! Is that Bob?”

“What? No way!” Halo said, “Who would’ve thought innocent little Bob had it in him.”

Over the next 24 hours, Madeline lost count of how many times she’d watched the video. It was just so sexy to see Bob ride the 2,000 lb animal.

Of course, Madeline thought everything Bob did was sexy. When he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, when he rattled off information about his aircraft, when smiled and laughed at something Rooster said.

Madeline sighed. She had it bad for Bob.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Madeline sauntered into the Hard Deck and made her way over to the Dagger Squad.

Rooster and Hangman were in an intense game of pool while Payback, Fanboy, and Bob watched from the sidelines.

Madeline snatched a beer from Coyote and turned to Bob. “So…I was scrolling through your Instagram the other day.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah and I just have one question. Can I ride you like you ride your bulls?”

Coyote nearly spit out the beer he was drinking.

Everyone turned to them as Bob’s cheeks went bright red.

“Baby on Board? Riding a bull? Yeah right,” Hangman said.

“He did! He’s got a video of it!” Madeline argued.

“No way, I’ll believe it when I see it.”

Madeline brought up Bob’s Instagram and showed everyone the video.

“Goddamn, Robert. You’ve been holding out on us,” Hangman said.

Bob shrugged. “It’s no big deal.”

Madeline stepped closer to Bob, putting her hands on his thighs. “It must be thrilling though? To have something that powerful between your legs.”

Bob looked down at her hands. “All you gotta do is hold on tight, darlin’.”

Madeline’s eyes drifted down to his plush lips. “For how long?”

“Eight seconds or longer.” “I think I can do that. Can you?”

Bob leaned in towards her ear. “The only Mantra you’re gonna be saying is my name all night.”

A shiver went down Madeline’s spine at the use of her callsign.

Bob hopped off his barstool and wrapped his arms around Madeline’s thighs. “Jump, darlin’.”

Madeline jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist. She giggled as Bob carried her out of the Hard Deck.

Hangman stood there with his mouth open.

“It’s about time those two fucked,” Rooster said.

“Rooster!” Phoenix said, hitting her friend on the arm.

Rooster laughed. “What? They’ve been dancing around each other for weeks now!”

Phoenix just shook her head.

Bob kept his word.

The only thing Madeline was able to say by the end of the night was his name.

#robert bob floyd #bob/oc #Robert Bob Floyd imagines #natasha phoenix trace #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #top gun:maverick imagines #top gun: maverick #lewis pullman #lewis pullman imagines

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magnolia-among-the-stars · 2 years

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come home to me [robert 'bob' floyd]

A/N: I love exploring Bob and this was a great change for me to explore his more assertive side. Could turn into a smutty part two if people are interested :D

PROMPT: ❛ i’m not leaving you out here alone. ❜ with bob please :D

It goes without saying but I do not give permission for anyone to use my work or copy it somewhere else.

PLOT: You're called in as the single rider Fighter Dagger for the Uranium plant mission and Bob's worried that the two of you haven't been able to express your feelings for each other but will your cold exterior allow you?

The way your name echoed through your ears threw off your balance nearly as Maverick mentioned your name as the Fight Dagger for the top secret mission to the Uranium plant. With his two rendezvous teams picked and picking Rooster as his Wingman - it was down to the final Dagger of the mission. The backup. The entire mission to fly alone behind the two teams to attack and defend.

Maverick knew from his first dogfight against you that you would be his fighter with your stealth defensive moves and sharp offensive maneuvers, a dedication to your name Phantom. Maverick, no matter his years of experience, never saw you coming in each and every dog fight that you engaged in.

You, the youngest pilot of the selected Top Guns, were the one he trusted the most beside Phoenix and Bob to successfully complete this mission. When you nodded in acknowledgement of his words, there was a buzzing that built in your ears. You weren’t coming home from this. You could feel the left side of your body go numb, the letters tucked into the envelope that sat at the base of your mattress a reminder that you could be gone in two days time and they would be delivered to your parents. The devastation crashed into your chest as you took off out of the empty space, needing to get fresh air.

There were twenty hours until launch so you rushed away from the remainder of your friends and peers to catch your breath. Rooster, hand grazing your wrist was sure you hadn’t even felt his touch and Phoenix felt as if she could throw up for the pressure she felt for the two of you.

“Phantom,” it was Bob that trailed behind you, worry laced in his gaze as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

“Phantom,” he called out, your name rolling off his lips as you turned corner after corner until you found a doorway to the open sea. Shaky hands clutched the cool metal of the small side deck as you looked up at the sky, painted with warm oranges and pinks as the sun began to sink into the distance.

“Y/N,” Bob’s Californian accent finally caught up and his hand touched your shoulder gently from behind you. You closed your eyes to lock up your emotions, taking a deep breath as the sea breeze brushed your face.

“Bob,” you exhaled lightly and then shook your head. “I’m fine.” Hoping that for once, Bob wouldn’t read your emotions and comfort you in the way that made your walls crumble. Now wasn’t the time, you wouldn’t let him in for fear of breaking his heart.

“Don’t,” Bob began, stepping up beside you and placing his hand atop yours on the railing. His voice was strong, commanding as his chest brushed up against your right arm. “Don’t do that. Don’t shut me out, not right now,” he pleaded, eyes searching your face.

“I can’t do this with you right now,” you tried to clear your throat, your tone uneasy. Bob knew he was your kryptonite, the crack in your shield and he tried his hardest not to use it against you. He knew your history, quiet moments tucked in corners of The Hard Deck or with your feet soaked in the water as you took a morning stroll on the beach with cups of hotel coffee as you bared your insecurities of falling in love just to die on a mission. But watching the twitch in your eyebrow when Maverick called your call sign and the clenching of your fists right after you were dismissed - he couldn’t let another minute pass without getting every unsaid tender word out in the open.

“I’m not leaving you out here alone,” Bob shook his head and finally let his soft fingertips glide along your jawline, swiping his thumb over your warm cheeks as he tugged lightly for you to look at him. You avoided his piercing eyes, a stormy blue that pulled all the secrets and breath from your lungs. “Hey,” he whispered, both hands cradling your face firmly as he ducked down to press his lips to the tip of your nose briefly. Bob lingered there and then after a moment, kissing your forehead. The gesture was so loving, so intimate that you felt every cold need for independence melting away.

A single tear slid down your cheek, letting his thumb collect and discard it from your skin. “I love you,” you whispered, gazing at him as you leaned up on your toes to attach your lips, hands running over the nape of his sweaty neck. Bob leaned into you, rotating slightly to put you between his strong frame and the railing. The metal dug into your back, supporting your weight as you moved against each other. You could stay in his embrace forever, sucking lightly at his bottom lip as his hands ran along your sides and onto your hip bones. Fingertips squeezed bruisingly tight, digging into your flight suit to pinch your skin desperately.

When you finally leaned back against the metal to catch your breath, Bob followed. He followed your mouth before he began to nap at your neck and the skin of your collarbone. Your hands clutched tightly as his biceps and he yanked you forward against his chest. “I love you,” he whispered into your skin and pulled back to press his forehead against yours sweetly, “I love you so much.”

You took in his words, the blissful moment ruined by the fear ripping through your body as you remembered your mission tomorrow. “We’re going to do this,” Bob encouraged you, swaying you slightly back and forth. “You’re going to take down all the SAMs tomorrow, we’re going to destroy that facility and then the minute we get back on this boat - I’m taking you down in my quarters to show you how much I love you” His words sent a shiver down your spine. He was strong in his conviction, the assertive tone in his voice sending a tight feeling through your tummy.

“I promise you,” you whispered, relaxing into his arms as you nodded in agreement. “I promise that I’m going to take down every threat tomorrow to come back to you.” His heart raced at your declaration, wondering if it was overkill to propose to you at that moment. He could see the whole thing, your whole life together flashing before his eyes.

“I love you,” his only reply as his lips connected with yours again, the sun finally setting across the rough waves.

#bob floyd #robert floyd x reader #robert floyd imagine #robert bob floyd #robert bob floyd imagine #top gun #top gun fanfiction #top gun maverick #top gun fandom

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steed-of-waloed · 10 months

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USE THIS WEBSITE TO GENERATE YOUR MUSE’S POKEMON TEAM.

It was mandatory for him to have one dark horse so ofc he has Spectrier who evolves to Calyrex who has a rider on it.

Aegislash and Absol are his beat the shit out of ur enemies with pals crew.

Ninetails and Milotic cause he's a fabulous bitch~

and...an Espeon because it matches Barnabas's Umbreon

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& Anyone else!

#dash games

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thedaredevilsgirl · 2 years

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Heyyy bestie, since ur not tired of me yet. I have another request for cowboy/farm boy bob. Also would like to mention that when I think of cowboy bob, Rhett abbot is exactly what Bob would be like hands down 100% u can’t change my mind.

Bob being a successful bull rider and the team seeing pictures of his growing up and riding a bull after they visit his childhood farmhouse. Also some pictures with his gf, and she has a very similar hat on to what bob had on pictures prior, and maybe some of the team asking why Jake’s smirking bc he knows the cowboy hat rule and obviously, they don’t. Which they get the explanation later in the night after a few beers.

Hi hi bestie! I will never get tired of you and your wonderful ideas about our dear Bob 💗🦋 I totally agree that Bob when he returns to his hometown is just like Rhett.

Bob's mother is that kind of mother who likes to leave the achievement of all her children well displayed for any visitor to see while in her house.

There are several awards from his sisters and Bob's awards, first place in the math and physics olympiad, first place in the science fair (from when he made his model volcano really explode) and of course awards from when he rode bulls in his teens. There are several pictures of him riding the bulls and holding his awards, and several more with you by his side.

Phoenix takes one and says how cute she thinks the two of you are, everyone agrees but Jake laughs as soon as he sees the picture in question and realizes that you were wearing Bob's hat.

"Baby on board, I would never think that of you, I thought you were just a cute nerd but look at that" Jake comments before taking another sip of his beer and the rest of the team doesn't seem to understand "Did she follow the rule?" He asks.

"A lady never counts" you reply which makes you, Jake and Bob laugh and the squadron even more confused.

#robert bob floyd fluff #robert bob floyd smut #natasha 'phoenix' trace fluff #jake 'hangman' seresin fluff #bradley 'rooster' bradshaw fluff #javy coyote machado fluff #reuben payback fitch fluff #mickey 'fanboy' garcia fluff #the dagger team #the dagger squad #poli!daggersquad #poli!squad

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starset21 · 10 months

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Sincerely, Yours

Standard disclaimer: I only own my original characters, I've done some research but there will likely be Navy/military inaccuracies, and I do not consent to the posting, translating, or publishing of my work to any 3rd party site, the only place it may be found is on tumblr and Wattpad under @.itswildflower A/N: I hate having to say this but please leave a comment or reblog because I have no idea if people are actually reading this series and if people are liking it. Summary: The big mission

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Chapter 9:

Cyclone and Warlock stand with the ship’s Officers and Comms Crew. Hondo is there as well, anxiously watching the screens. “Support assets airborne. Strike package ready. Standing by for launch decision.” Cyclone nods. “Send ‘em.” A catapult officer signals with a two-finger wave, as the two jets facing him throttle engines to full. Maverick and Rooster, side-by-side, salute the Officer, then press their heads back against the headrests. The final check crews around each aircraft offer a thumbs-up, one by one, causing the Catapult Officer to crouch, touching the deck to point forward. Maverick and Rooster’s Super Hornets fly across the deck, ripping into the sky. Phoenix and Bob as well as Tempest and Denver are launched a moment later. The four F-18s fly above dark ominous clouds, maintaining their delta formation. “Rough Rider. Dagger, Texaco complete. Comanche, standby check-in,” Maverick says. An air control officer watches streams of data roll in. “Comanche one-one, set. Lightning One, status.” An F-35 pilot monitors his electronic view of the valley. “Lightning One, set. Bravo route is clear.” The four F-18s descend through the clouds to 1000 feet. “Here we go. Enemy territory up ahead. Feet dry in 60 seconds. Comanche, dagger one. Picture.” The air control officer looks at her screens before responding. “Comanche. Picture clean. The decision is yours,” she said. “Copy. Proceeding to Bravo. Dagger attack,” Maverick’s voice came over the channel. “Dagger’s assume attack formation.” They adjusted their formation into their attack order. “Daggers set. Proceeding to target. Two minutes and 30 seconds in three, two, one, Mark.” All four push the button and their clocks start counting down. “Two mark,” came Tempest’s voice. “Three mark,” Rooster called out. “Four mark,” Phoenix called out last. With Mav taking the lead, the Strike Package flies in a staggered formation toward enemy territory. “Tomahawks airborne,” the comms officer informs the team moments before they fly over the heads of the aviators.

“First SAM site overhead, no movement,” came Denver’s voice over the channel. “Looks like we’re clear on radar, Mav,” Tempest called out. “Let’s not take it for granted,” Mav reminded them. They shoot into an ever-compressing canyon, hauling ass over the broken landscape, snowy trees flashing just beneath. It’s training times ten. The valley walls are tight, and the high speed and sharp turns are resulting in higher Gs. “We got two minutes to target,” Denver tells the team. “Copy,” Tempest responds. “We’re a few seconds behind, Rooster. We got to move,” Phoenix warns. “Thirty seconds to tomahawk impact on the enemy airstrip,” a second comms officer alerts them. Radar beeps before they are updated with new information. “Dagger, Comanche. We’re picking up two bandits. Single group, two contacts.”

“Comanche, what’s their heading?” Tempest asks. “Bull’s-eye 090, 50, tacked southwest,” they were informed. “They’ve headed away from us. They don’t know we’re here,” Rooster called out. “The second those tomahawks hit the air base, those bandits are gonna move to defend the target. We have to get there before they do. Increase speed,” Maverick ordered. “We got you, Mav. Don’t wait for me!” The physical pressure on the team alone is intense, requiring every ounce of concentration, skill, and endurance. Each of the pilots contends with the intensity in their own way. Training was nothing compared to this. They’re all feeling it. “Come on, Rooster. Bandits inbound. We got to make up time now. Let’s turn and burn,” Phoenix tells her partner. “Heads up, Tempest,” Mav calls out. As they turn sideways and pass through a narrow gap under a bridge Denver quietly lets out a “woah.”

“Guys, we’re falling behind. We really gotta move,” Bob calls out. “If we don’t increase our speed right now, those bandits are gonna be waiting for us when we reach the target,” Phoenix tells Rooster. A quiet “Talk to me, Dad,” came from Rooster. “Come on, kid, you can do it. Don’t think, just do,” Maverick encouraged. Bradley took a deep breath and he hit the throttle. “Jesus, Rooster, not that fast!” Bob exclaims. “Damn, Rooster, take it easy,” Phoenix chimes in, throttling up to pursue. “Thirty seconds to target. Denver, check your laser,” Mav ordered. “Air-to-ground check complete. Laser code verified, 1688. Laser is a go!” Denver exclaimed. “Tempest, stand by for pop-up strike,” Mav said. “Dagger three in position,” she replied. “Popping in three, two, one,” Maverick counted down before both pilots pulled back on their sticks. “Get me eyes on that target, Denver,” Mav ordered. “Dagger three. Stand by, Mav.” His system beeped. “I’ve got it. Captured!” he responded. “Target acquired, bombs away.” Maverick and Tempest wrench their jets into a body-smashing climb - excessive Gs. Only this time it’s for keeps as a mountain face is coming up fast. For a few moments, the only sound over the comms was grunting as they climbed. “We’ve got impact! Check, direct hit! Direct hit!” Denver calls out before grunting. “Dagger two, status,” Mav asks when it's a little easier to breathe. “Almost there, Mav. Almost there. Bob, where’s my laser?” Bob’s eyes frantically dart over his screens. “Rooster, there’s something wrong with this laser! Shit! Deadeye, deadeye, deadeye!” Bob called out. “Come on, guys, we’re running out of time. Get it online!” Rooster replied. “Nearly there! Nearly there!” he replies his hands flying over the controls and trying to fix the problem. “There’s no time. I’m dropping blind,” Rooster says after a moment. “Rooster, I got this!” Bob yells. “No time. Pull up,” Rooster orders. “Wait!” Phoenix tries. “Great balls of fire,” Rooster mutters as he drops his payload. “Bullseye!” They’re informed by overwatch. “We’re not out of this yet. Here it comes,” Maverick warns and suddenly the first two jets are climbing into the clear blue sky. The first array comes automatically to life, swivels, and fires. “Radar warning! Smoke in the air. Tempest, break right!” Denver yells. “Emergency jettison. Dagger three defending,” Tempest declares as she dodges the incoming missiles. “Here comes another one!” Denver warns. “Dagger one defending.” Maverick shoots off flares. “Rooster, status,” Mav asks. “Oh, my god,” Rooster murmurs as they crest over the mountain to see Mav and Tempest dodging missiles and trying to get low to the ground. “Smoke in the air! Smoke in the air! Break right, Phoenix!” Bob yells. “Breaking right,” she replies, doing as she was told. “Oh, my god, here they come!” Bob exclaims. “Sam on your six, Rooster!” he warns. “Deploying countermeasures. Negative contact.” The comms channel was a mess, the aviators doing their best to avoid being shot out of the sky. Sounds of the aviators fill the room back on the command deck. The breathing hard, the shouting, straining, and cursing. It’s hell.

“Dagger one defending.”

“Talk to me, Bob.”

“Break right, Phoenix!”

“Break right! Mav!”

“Nine o’clock! Tempest, Nine o’clock!”

“Rooster, two more on your six.”

“Dagger two, defending.”

“Phoenix, Sam on your nose.”

“Dagger four defending.”

“Rooster, tally, seven o’clock!”

“Talk to me, Bob!”

“On our six!”

“Dagger two defending.”

“Denver!”

“Tempest Break Right!”

“I see it!”

“Dagger two defending. Shit, I’m out of flares!”

“Rooster, evade, evade!”

“I can’t shake ’em! They’re on me! They’re on me!”

An F-18 fills his sight picture.

“MAVERICK, NO!”

Maverick releases flares, but he’s too late. And he knows it. The missile slams into Maverick’s engine. A fireball shreds the splintering rear of the jet. “Dagger one is hit! I repeat, dagger one is hit!” Tempest calls it in, doing her best to keep her voice from wavering. “Maverick is down.” The remaining jets dive into the valley and below the SAM’s and their radar. The arrays go still. “Dagger one, status,” Rooster calls out, waiting a moment. “Status! Anyone see him? Does anyone see him? Dagger one, come in!” Rooster exclaims again. “I didn’t see a parachute,” Tempest says softly. “We have to circle back!” Rooster yells. “Comanche. Bandits inbound. Single group, hot. Recommend dagger flow south. One minute to intercept. All daggers flow to ECP. You have bandits headed for you.” Phoenix and Tempest look at each other as they fly side by side, their eyes sad from the loss of their mentor. “What about Maverick!” Rooster tries. “Dagger spare request permission to launch and fly air cover,” Hangman’s voice comes over the radio. “Negative, spare.” Jake nearly punches his dash in frustration.

“Dagger, you are not to engage. Repeat, do not engage. Dagger two, return to the carrier. Acknowledge. Acknowledge,” the comms officer relays their orders. “Rooster, those bandits are closing. We can’t go back,” Phoenix tries to reason. “Rooster, he’s gone. Maverick’s gone,” Bob says solemnly. Bradley takes a moment staring up into the blue vastness of the sky. “Screw it.” A deep breath later and he’s turning back, leaving Phoenix and Tempest. “Dagger two is hit. Dagger two is hit,” Phoenix relays just as the radar shows the command deck his jet has gone offline. “Dagger two, come in. Dagger two, do you copy? Dagger two, come in.” The remaining aviators wait to hear their friend’s voice in vain. When no response is given Ria’s chest hurt, and not from the G’s this time. Phoenix looked over at Tempest as she pulled up beside her jet. “Don’t you leave me too,” she says quietly. Elliot reached a gloved hand through the small gap in the metal separating their seats and squeezed her shoulder. “It’s not just me in this jet. I have to get Eli home,” is all she says, turning her eyes to the horizon and doing her best to prevent her voice from shaking and tears from lining her eyes. On Tempest’s wing, Phoenix follows her back to the ship, circling overhead as Tempest traps and taxis into her jet's space, running through all the shutdown procedures. “Rooster’s ESAT is online and supersonic. Overwatch reports an f-14 tomcat is airborne and on course for our position.” It was Maverick. The sounds of a jet launching reach their ears and they watch as Jake’s jet screams off the carrier and climbs in altitude.

“Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, this is your savior speaking. Please fasten your seatbelts, return your tray tables to their upright and locked position, and prepare for landing,” Jake’s voice comes through the radio after several very tense minutes. “Hey, Hangman... you look good,” Bradley replies and Ria breathes a sigh of relief. “I am good, Rooster. I’m very good.” The four mission aviators already on deck are given the all-clear to depart their jets. Tired and sweaty the four aviators embrace each other tightly. Maverick and Rooster watch as Hangman’s F-18 circles back, doing a hotshot twirl of the wings. A victory roll.

All eyes are on the horizon as two planes are inbound. All of the pilots watch from Vulture’s Row, the balcony platform with the best view of the entire flight deck. Cyclone, Warlock, and Hondo have moved up to the Primary Flight Control room. “Get Hangman down first. Maverick may burn the deck,” Cyclone orders. Hondo without a word, runs from the command center. Hondo emerges on the deck where the crew is awaiting Hangman’s arrival. Emergency crews are standing by. “The minute Hangman touches down, pull the trip wires and have the barricade stanchions ready.” The crew just stares at him. “HE DOESN’T HAVE A GODDAMN TAILHOOK!” Hondo yells. The crew realizes and scrambles. It’s organized chaos once again. Cyclone, Warlock, and several officers stand in the PFC with binoculars, watching as Hangman’s super hornet comes in for a landing. His tail hook snagging the arrest cable, his plane jerking to a stop.

The Deck Crew rushes in to clear the way for Maverick. A ballet of precise emergency response. Hundreds of sailors work to remove Trap-Wires and raise Barricade Stanchions, lift up a 15-foot-high nylon barricade, stretching a massive net across the width of the landing deck. The F-14 circles overhead. “Rough Rider, Ghostrider here. We are requesting a tower fly-by.” Cyclone and Warlock share a look. “Is this a joke?” Cyclone asks. “Rough Rider, I say again-” Cyclone has the radio now. “Ghostrider, this is Cyclone. Put that bird on the deck now.”

“-odswor- -strider- -adio”

“Does he even want to land?” Cyclone asked Warlock. “He asked permission. That’s progress,” the other man replies. Cyclone sighs, nods begrudgingly to the Comm Tech who, despite everything, has to grin a little as he relays orders. “Ghostrider, pattern is clear, you are cleared for flyby.” Maverick raises a brow. “Huh. That’s a first.” Rooster knocks his helmet repeatedly on the canopy. “Why did I bother saving your ass?” Maverick blazes by the tower at high speed, rocking the tower. Cyclone shakes his head as several of the aviators on Vulture’s Row cheer. The battered Tomcat comes around, lining up with the runway before it smashes down, sliding across the deck on its nose, showering sparks and spewing smoke, until it slams into the nylon net, ripping it forward before snapping to a violent halt. Finally. Safe home. The emergency crews rush the jet as Mav and Rooster climb out. They check themselves and each other before climbing down. Sailors swarm them. Maverick gazes up to Vultures Row, spying Cyclone and Warlock. Cyclone gives him a simple, grateful nod.

“Chalked yourself another kill,” Bradley muses as Jake walks up to him, offering him a hand. “That makes two,” Jake smiles as they shake hands. “Maverick has five. Makes him an ace,” Phoenix steps in, finally pushing through the crowd of sailors that had rushed to congratulate them. Jake’s smile fades just a little bit. “Still impressive all things considering,” Ria’s voice rings out as she pushes out from behind Natasha, a small smile on her face as she gives Bradley a tight hug. As she pulls away she smacks his shoulder. “Don’t do that again!” Bradley groaned, rubbing his shoulder. “Wasn’t planning on it.” Ria gives him a stern look before turning her attention to Jake. She marches over to him and pulls him down by the flight vest and kisses him soundly. Whistles sound all around them as she pulled away but Jake didn’t let her go far. He pulled her back into another deep kiss. Cheers and more whistles followed. “I love you,” he murmured when he pulled back. “I love you!” she replied quietly just for him. Jake smiled wide and held her close to him.

Filled with jubilant sailors, the whole ship celebrates the mission’s return.

#top gun maverick #jake seresin x oc #starset writes #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #pete maverick mitchell #natasha phoenix trace #robert bob floyd #kazansky oc

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ewzzy · 1 year

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I was reminded that the 1993 Topps Marvel trading cards had Unsolved Mysteries of the Marvel Universe and I just had to check if we've solved them in the intervening 30 years.

Starting off we’ve got the longest running mystery, but as with all of these the big question is “what were you hoping to find out?” We’ve seen Doom’s unscarred face in flashbacks and healed in the 1980s Secret Wars, but it was only in 2015’s reimagining of Secret Wars that we see what really lives under the mask. It’s nasty! A real “dead dove do not eat” moment.

This one I’m surprised was a mystery since it’s so well known now. When Cable first showed up he was a warrior from the future, but it wasn’t until 1994’s The Adventures of Cyclops and Phoenix that it was revealed that he was the time traveling son of Scott Summers and Jean Grey. Well, kinda... you see he’s actually the son of Scott and Jean’s clone Madeline and… go ask Jay and Miles if you want the X-Men X-Plained.

This is the one that got me started on this mess. Darkhawk wasn’t a huge character so this sort of went unresolved but also who cared? Basically when Chris Powell turns into Darkhawk his whole body is replaced by a drone robot from these space hawk warriors. Turns out the whole thing that freaked him out was that underneath the helmet it revealed that he wasn’t even human in that form. And yet, as far as I know we’ve never got a clear look at what he saw.

Hoo boy was this a mystery in 1993? So for background in 1990 we got Danny Ketch as the new Ghost Rider. He was more chains and leather than Johnny Blaze, the Evel Knievel-esque original. The mystery in question is “where did he get his powers and are they from the same demon Zarathos as the original?" After spending time too many wiki pages, I can now say that Danny was revealed to be Johnny Blaze’s secret brother and not powered by Zarathos. Looks like Danny at some point swapped his bike for a buster sword and started calling himself Death Rider. lol

This one is easy! It’s Thanos! Thanos is the sixth member! It got revealed in The Warlock Chronicles during Infinity Crusade. This mystery didn’t make it out of 1993.

Oh hey it’s my least favorite Spider-Man topic! That his parents were killed by the fake communist Red Skull is pointless at best. That they were seemingly brought back only to be revealed as Spider-Slayer robots is somehow worse. That whole mess got resolved in 1994 as a plot from The Chameleon. It’s right before the Clone Saga. Ugh!

This one is a case of dragging it out so long that no answer would be good enough. In 2001’s “Origin” we finally found out that Logan’s real name is James Howlett and he was born in late-19th-century Canada. The Logan name comes from James’ maybereal father from an affair and definite first bone claw stabbing victim Thomas Logan. This is all fine but I 100% of the time confuse “James Howlett” with “Jamie Hewlett” the artist who draws The Gorillaz.

A major thread in 90s X-Men was that Bishop came from a future where an X-Man had betrayed the team and ruined the future. He was pretty suspicious of Gambit in particular and there were hints based on this guy named The Witness that seemed to be Gambit from the future. All that got dropped when Charles Xavier became Onslaught and turned on everyone. Bishop even kind of got to save the day in that story. I guess it all worked out.

It’s our final X-Men mystery and the answer lies in one of the worst received X-Men stories of ALL-TIME! So your first thought should be “he’s a mutant what do you mean origin?” Okay, so starting in 1981 there were hints that Mystique was Nightcrawler’s mom. That started because people say they look the same. That’s a pretty wild thing to say since she has blue skin and he has blue fur and also she’s a shapeshifter so the idea of her real form is iffy at best. Well, it turns out Claremont wanted Mystique to have shapeshifted into a fella and been the father not the mother. Biologically speaking. He didn’t get to write that story, so instead Chuck Austen wrote The Draco…

I can’t believe this is going to a 2nd paragraph but here goes. Mystique in disguise as the wife of a German baron named Christian Wagner, but got pregnant by a mysterious Herr Azazel. The kid comes out blue and her charade is exposed. Flash forward to present day and Nightcrawler is investigating Isla des Demonas and he finally meets dear old dad. Azazel reveals himself to be a literal satan from the Brimstone Dimension. This very nearly broke Nightcrawler’s whole character. Instead of a kind man who is hated because of his appearance, he is a literal son of a demon. Don’t get me started on the woman who adopted Kurt. She’s green and has horns.

That's all the mysteries! If you think I got something wrong about X-Men then yes you're probably right. If there's a secret Darkhawk reveal I couldn't find them please please share it.

#nightcrawler #spider-man #thanos #darkhawk #wolverine #dr doom #ghost rider #x-men #marvel comics #1993 #trading cards

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junglefurytrash · 10 months

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For no particular reason just because I felt in the mood to make these: Pokemon Teams but for Power Rangers Jungle Fury. Because I’ve done Pokemon teams before for StEx so why not do it for my other long-term hyperfixation of 10 years.

Casey’s Team: Arcanine because it’s got stripes like a tiger, Litten and Meowth because they’re little cats (Litten is literally a baby tiger), Kommo-o and Garchomp because cool strong dragons he’d probably like (Kommo-o has scale armour that makes me think of the Strike Rider armour), and Passimian because Master Rilla.

Lily’s Team: Persian because it’s close enough to a cheetah, Jolteon because fast (and a doggo), Oricorio and Emolga because cute cheerful Pokemon (and Lily used to be a cheerleader), Cinderace because its a fast and active Pokemon (and Lily cannot sit still to save her life), and Eiscue because Master Guin.

Theo’s Team: I struggled on this the most for some reason. Shinx because it’s close enough to a jaguar (there’s no actual jaguar Pokemon), Alolan Persian for the same reason (also it has an ego), Sawsbuck because its close enough to an Antelope like Master Lope, Zebstrika because that’s also close enough, Sawk because it’s a blue fighter, and Crobat for Master Swoop.

RJ’s Team: Mightyena and Lyanroc because they’re close enough to wolves, Alcremie, Tatsugiri and Dachsbun because he loves to cook (cooking buddies who help him! :D), and Quaquavel because sassy dancing water duck who fits their vibe perfectly (RJ likes to dance, water relating him to Finn, and also the sass).

Dominic’s Team: Rhyperior and Aggron because they’re rhinos (sort of), Kangaskhan because it apparently has kaiju elements and it gives me Rhino Warrior Mode vibes, and Dundunsparce, Spinda, and Clodsire because they’re goofy and silly little fellas like Dominic.

Jarrod’s Team: Pyroar because it’s a lion, Shiny Luxray because it resembles the gold and black lion spirit, Absol, Umbreon, and Masbostiff because they’re strong and seen as sinister but they’re actually sweet and loyal, and Lycanroc because loyal doggo (Jarrod seems like a dog person).

Camille’s Team: Kecleon because chameleon, Zoroark due to illusions and disguising, Lilligant and Roserade due to being powerful feminine Pokemon, Salazzle for the same reason but make it more sinister (referencing her past with Dai Shi’s clan), and Volcarona because it’s the closest thing to a phoenix without just outright being Moltres or Ho-Oh (Volcarona apparently saves people and Pokemon from freezing and supposedly their fire replaced the sun during darker days and is considered a deity).

#pokemon teams #Power rangers jungle fury #prjf #casey rhodes #lily chilman #theo martin #robert james #dominic hargan #jarrod #camille

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darksaiyangoku · 1 year

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RWBY Tokusatsu

Team RWBY Rangers

Ruby Rose/Red Wolf Ranger

Weiss Schnee/White Fox Ranger

Blake Belladonna/Black Panther Ranger

Yang Xiao Long/Yellow Dragon Ranger

Team JNPR Rangers

Jaune Arc/Yellow Lion Ranger

Pyrrha Nikos/Red Phoenix Ranger

Nora Valkyrie/Pink Bear Ranger

Lie Ren/Green Horse Ranger

Team SSSN/Oscar/Whitley Kamen Riders

Sun Wukong/Kamen Rider Goku

Scarlet David/Kamen Rider Pan

Sage Ayana/Kamen Rider Pilgrim

Neptune Vasilias/Kamen Rider Poseidon

Oscar Pine/Kamen Rider Oisin

Whitley Schnee/Kamen Rider Culainn

#rwby #rwby au #rwby fanon #tokusatsu #power rangers #super sentai #kamen rider #team rwby #team jnpr #team sssn #oscar pine #whitley schnee

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cherrycola27 · 2 years

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Styx and Stones

Part 4:

"You'll know it's all because of you. We can do. whatever we want to. Hey there, Delilah, here's to you. This one's for you." -The Plain White T's

Pairing: Rooster x OC Delilah Grace "Styx" Mitchell

Warnings: Language, drinking. Mentions of cheating Mentions of a character wanting to unalive themselves. 18+ Minors DNI

"Styx, Tally 2 five o'clock low!" Rooster yelled through the coms. She and the rest of the team had successfully taken out the target of their mission but it was a dog fight back to the carrier. The foxtrot teams of Fanboy and Payback and Phoenix and Bob were ahead of Rooster and Styx. The two solo riders taking on most of the dog fighting.

"Copy Rooster Dagger Two defending" She said as smoke was seen in the air. The pair made a great team. It was almost like they were back in the old days before Delilah had messed everything up.

"Shit... Rooster I'm out of flares!" She screamed "Don't worry I got your back!" He exclaimed coming up behind her to help protect her.

"Rooster break right! There is no since in both of us going down! I can shake this guy!" Styx commanded. She didn't want Rooster to put himself in danger for her. "I'm you're wingman I'm not leaving you!" He yelled back.

"Rooster I got this! Trust me please!" She called back to him. The truth is Delilah wasn't sure if she had this as she maneuvered her aircraft the fifth generation fighter was matching her move for move, but she refused to put Rooster in harms way... she had done enough of that in her life. Styx was using every trick in her book to get this guy off of her while Roostee flew ahead.

A loud ringing came through her ears... "Shit, Shit, Shit" she cried, the fighter had missle lock on her and she had no way to defend herself. This was it she thought... this is how I go, but she had made her peace with it because her team was safe... she had done her job.

A loud explosion came from behind her. "Rooster! No!" She screamed seeing him clear the smoke... he had taken out the fighter while putting himself in danger. Seconds later flames consumed his plane as she watched him eject.

"Dagger 1 is hit... I repeat Dagger 1 is hit!" She radioed in. "Dagger 2 commencing recon" She informed the tower.

"Dagger 2 that is a no go on recon, get back to the carrier we will send search and rescue when the air has cleared." Maverick's voice came through her ears.

Delilah took a breath and thought for a minute. She couldn't leave him, not without telling him how she really felt. This couldn't be how their story ended.

"Maverick you know I can't do that." She stayed turning her plane around.

"Styx!" He yelled. She ignored him

"Delilah Grace Mitchell! You turn that F-18 around and get your ass back on thus carrier right now! That's an order!" Maverick yelled at her.

"I'm sorry Uncle Pete. I can't. He didn't leave you and I can't leave him." She replied before making her way back to enemy territory.

The flight was rough. The fifth gen fighters had left the sky but a stray SAM clipped her and she lost both engines.

Styx was going down and going down fast. She grabbed her ejection handle and braced for the impact. She knew it would hurt, but she wasn't planning on crashing into part of her canopy on the way out.

Delilah made contact with the earth moments later. She was a little disoriented from her ejection and she probably had a concussion. She quickly untangled herself from her parachute and ran to find Bradley.

"Rooster!" She called finding him near the wreckage of his plane. "Styx! What the fuck was that!" He yelled at her pushing her to the ground. "What the hell?" She asked standing up. "I came back to save you dumbass!" She screamed at him. "I saved you you hardhead! You weren't supposed to come back!" He shouted back "I told you I didn't need you to save me! And I came back because you saved my Uncle!" She replied putting her hands on her hips

"You did need me to saved you! You were just going to let them take you out!" Rooster was furious. "I wanted to make sure you were okay! I sent you ahead because I didn't want anything to happen to you becasue I care about you and I love you you idiot!" Styx confessed in her fit of rage.

"You love me?" Rooster said suddenly softening.

"Yeah, I do. I realized it a little too late I guess. The biggest mistake I ever made was leaving you three years ago. You were right... I pushed you away because I was scared, and then I tried to replace you with somebody who never loved me like you did and I tried to fix it but I didn't know how, and now we are stuck here and you probably hate me!" She huffed turning away from him.

"Del," he whispered softly. "I don't hate you. I love you, I never stopped loving you. In fact I still have the ring I bought you all those years ago. And as soon as we get out of here I'm putting it on your finger and never letting you go again." He stated pulling her into a hug.

"You mean you still want to marry me after all this time?" She asked looking up at him from under her helmet visor.

"Damn right I do. I missed my chance once, I'm not doing it again." He replied pulling her in for a kiss years in the making.

"Ah" Styx groaned as she pulled away. She pawed at her helmet. "Are you okay?" Rooster asked looking concerned. "Yeah just the adrenaline wearing off... I might have a concussion from ejecting." She winced again.

"Oh shit, you're bleeding!" Rooster said wiping some blood that was running out from under her helmet down her forehead. "Here let's get this off." He said gingerly taking off her helmet.

"Delilah!" He screamed out from shock. She had a nasty gash in her head and blood began to flow fast once her helmet was off... Rooster quickly looked at her eyes one pupil was blown and the other was narrow.

"This way more than a concussion! Did you land head first or something?" He asked trying to stop her bleeding.

"I might have hit the canopy on my way out." Delilah slurred. Her body was becoming woozy and she couldn't focus.

"Oh no." Roosters voice was low. All he could think about was how is father passed from hitting the canopy during an ejection gone wrong.

"Bradley, I don't feel so good." Delilah said looking at him before collapsing in his arms.

"Deliah wake up!" Rooster shook her body to get her attention. She groaned and slowly opened her eyes.

"Hey there beautiful. You gotta keep those pretty green eyes open for me for just a little longer okay?" He said trying to comfort her. "Okay." She replied back weakly.

"I'm going to try and make us a little more comfortable. We might be here a while. I'm going to flip our ESAT tags so they can hopefully get our signal. You sit right here." Rooster told her trying to set up some sort of makeshift shelter.

They were losing light fast and the heavy tree cover from the forest they had crashed in wasn't helping. Rooster quickly built a fire... thank God for Boy Scouts he thought. He also managed to make a small lean-to that he and Delilah would be able to huddle up under and keep out of the elements.

Thankfully the part of his plane that didn't blow up had some emergency rations that the Navy made them keep. It would be enough for one person for a week, but for he and Delilah both it would only last a few days... Rooster tried not to think about what would happen after that.

His main concern was Styx's head injury, he knew Delilah was strong but she was going to need medical attention ASAP. Rooster also knew that Maverick was doing everything in his power to find them. She just needed to hang on.

"Bradley" her voice called out for him from under the lean-to. "Hey baby, what's wrong?" He asked coming to her side.

"I'm so cold Bradley, can you please hold me?" She asked. Delilah who was normally so strong looked like a child sitting there. "Of course come here honey." Rooster replied pulling her into his arms. He kissed her softly "You can rest now my love." He said as he held her close to his chest.

It had been almost three days since Rooster and Styx and been shot down. They were almost out of food and maybe had enough water for one more day. Delilah's condition was getting worse by the minute. She could hardly move and Rooster had to beg her to eat or drink. "Del, you gotta keep your strength up." He told her.

"You're so good to me." She said cupping his face in her hands as she laid in his lap. "B, you need to save the rest of the rations for yourself. We both know I'm not going to make it out of here." She said shedding a few tears.

"No, no, no, please don't talk like that Delilah. They are going to find us, everything is going to be okay. I just got you back, I can't lose you yet." Rooster said tearing up. "You just have to hang on a little bit long for me dear. I know you can." He pulled her closer to him. Her body was so cold and he was desperate to keep her warm.

"Hey Delilah." He said trying to keep her awake.

"Yes Bradley." She responded. "Do you remember how long you promised to love me for?" His voice cracked as he asked her.

"For Eternity My Love." She replied back stroking his cheek. "Exactly." Responed. "You promised me Eternity. If you die before we get back that means you broke your promise. And you have never broken your promises to me." He kissed her softly.

"Roos, can you sing my song to me?" Styx asked weakly as Rooster held her in his arms. "Sure baby... anything for you my love." He replied trying not to let her see him break.

Rooster began the first verses of "Hey There Delilah", singing softly to her. It took everything he had not to break down crying. She was getting worse. What was supposed to be a concussion from her trying to save him was move severe than he could diagnose in the field she needed medical attention.

Rooster continued to sing to her as Delilah sang along weakly. The color fading from her cheeks, the sparkle behind her eyes dimming. As Rooster finished the last verse and blinding white light hit them he looked up to see the Navy helicopter hovering above them. Finally they were being rescued.

"Look Del! There here, I knew they would find us." Rooster cheered looking down at her. But she didn't respond back. Her eyes were closed and he couldn't see the rise and fall of her chest to indicate she was breathing.

"Del, Styx, Delilah!" He called shaking her, demanding her to open her eyes, willing her to be alive. She couldn't die now.... not when help had come. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Maverick beside him.

"Maverick, she's unresponsive.... I don't know if she is still breathing!" Rooster called as the rescue team surrounded him. "This wasn't supposed to happen. It was just supposed to be a concussion." Rooster sobbed refusing to let go of Delilah. Her pulse was weak. She was barely hanging on. "Rooster you have to let go of her. Let the medics do their job." Maverick told him as the medical team tried to pry her from his grasp. "Bradley. Let go, everything will be okay." Maverick spoke softly yet stern. Rooster reluctantly relased her.

The moment she was out of his grasp the anxiety and panic hit him. His eyes were wide as he watched the medics lift her limp body towards the helicopter. He couldn't breath, his chest was tight. "Mav, I think I'm having a heart attack" Rooster wheezed out grabbing Mavericks arm. "Bradley, CALM DOWN" Maverick demanded. There was no calming him as he began to fight the medical team that tried to attend to him.

Before he realized it a sedative was being pushing into his arm. The world began to fade as the medicine took effect. "Pete, you have to make sure she's okay. I lost her once... I can't lose her again." Where the last words that escaped Rooster mouth before the blackness of sleep over took him.

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auspicious-cheerios · 2 years

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random warcross headcanons

emika is half chinese and half japanese – her mom was japanese and her maiden name was ‘sato’

roshan’s favorite ice cream flavor is honey lavender

emika and tremaine help each other dye and bleach their hair, and the both of them often end up with stained hands for days

when tremaine used to be a phoenix rider, his and roshan’s bathrooms were on opposite sides of the same wall, so they would sing acapella together while showering

emika makes the best ramen, considering that she’s had to eat it on a weekly basis for the past seven years (at least)

to this day, hammie has beaten her mom at chess only once, but only because her mom was extremely jetlagged from a business trip

emika used to be a model, recruited when she and her dad were window shopping one day

asher’s favorite color is red

during the warcross championships, emika, ziggy, and yuebin went out with their teams to an all-you-can-eat sushi conveyor belt restaurant. the three challenged each other to see who could finish the most plates. by the end, emika ended up having a really bad stomach ache, ziggy was mostly fine and passed out, and yuebin threw up.

#warcross marie lu #warcross #emika chen #asher wing #roshan ahmadi #hamilton jiminez #tremaine blackbourne #ziggy frost #yuebin #marie lu #wildcard #my headcanons

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thecaptainsgingersnap · 1 year

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Okay now I have to ask, from that list I made or absolutely any other ideas, so you have any thoughts on crossovers between our ocs? 🥺

Omg! Hold onto your hat! This is gonna get weird!

Roni Tanner

Mia Queen- I feel like they could develop like kind of a sister-y relationship when the Gambit goes down since Oliver is kind of the brother Roni never had and she feels a duty to look out for his kid sisters.

Rose Smythe

Annika Webster- I see potential for superhero girl shenanigans! And also meddling and matchmaking attempts!

Kelsey Doyle- they seem to have similar vibes and I feel like they would be wonderfully chaotic together!

Kris Smythe

Sadie Maddox- I think these two could get along and maybe cause a little trouble together

Carli Tanner

Ophelia Wayne- she seems like exactly the kind of boss bitch Carli would love to have in her corner

Ruby Fitzherbert

Finley Rider- I feel like we could play up the angst with this. Sisters separated by circumstance and whatnot

Piper Pan

Finley Rider- I also see a lot of potential for mischief and shenanigans here

Winnie Pan- another possible awesome sister duo! I see a lot of adventure potential with these two

Regina Grimhilde

Violet Kingsleigh- I feel like these two could have similar paths of being sent to Auradon with ulterior motives then (presumably) realizing things aren't what they've always thought

Bobbi LaCosta

Jane Forester- I see a whole"best friend's brother" situation developing with them and Dean

Charlotte Howard-Danes- I'm seeing bonding over dancing and flighty absent moms!

Sam Gleason- with the way Miss Patty kind of mothers Kirk, I assume she does something similar with Sam. I see that leading to a sister/bestie bond

Lila Lupin

Gemini Black- I think these two could have a very interesting friendship. Their personalities seem like they would compliment each other will

Athena Prewett

Bobbie Fortescue- This could be an interesting pair. Both war orphans (well half orphan on Athena's side), both cousins of people directly In The Drama, both separated from their families by their sorting. I see kindred spirits here

Phoenix Dumbledore- I just wanna see what these two would get up to since the Beauxbatons stayed with the ravenclaws.

Venus Malfoy- Athena would be the friend supporting her to rebel against her parents.

Stella Knight

Atalanta Jackson- As the two girls closest to Jason I feel they're constantly tag teaming to keep him alive 🤣

Cassandra Aelius- People think Stella's kind of crazy for trying to tell the future using the stars so I feel like she would at least listen to her prophecies even if she doesn't always believe them

Alexa Cantwood

Crystal Solace- I feel like we've discussed these two before and I still want them to be besties

Elyana Chase- we're always here for half sister adventures!

Stella Beauregard- I think that these two would be friends. I also think Stella would see Alexa and Lucian and be like "Ugh you guys are disgusting" because that's how cute they are

Victoria Blofis- She seems so chill and I think that could have that kind of friendship you can only have with people you've known through all your awkward phases.

Gwen Macintosh

Brandy Hayes- I'm seeing these two being like parallel "one girl field agent" type of friends who can bond by laughing at/bitching about their teams together

Xenia Hart- I'm guessing she's Harry's daughter so I see them being best friends since babyhood and the ultimate agent team when their grown up. We'd either have to give one of them a new codename or we could play with the hilarity of two Guinevere's on top of the two galahads

Rikki Lane

Chloe Grace Routledge- I see these two acting as literally ALL of John B's impulse control.

Cody Maybank- These two and Kie would be terrifying together. I can already tell. I don't know why though.

Jo Clark- Rikki would totally be sympathetic to Jo running to the Cut to get away from her problems. They would bond over being kook defectors and Rikki would offer to let Jo stay with her or borrow clothes or anything

Sharon Henderson

Beth Munson (Thompson?)- I feel like Sharon would be like the Dustin to Nancy, Beth, and Barb's Mike Lucas and Will. The one who joined the squad late (sixth grade) but blended in flawlessly

Cara Henderson- can you say ultimate big sister duo? From what I can tell, Cara would be the athletic sister to Sharon's need sister and I love that!

Samantha Mayfield- They would totally team up to kick monster ass.

Sidney Hopper- These two and Jonathan would have totally been like the three musketeers growing up so I could see a besties turned worst enemies and back progression with them.

Stacy Byers- Similar to Sidney, I'm seeing a "sisters in all but blood" situation

Roxy Winchester

Ainsley Winchester- Roxy always wanted a sister so I think she would love Ainsley. I can see them trying to be the peacekeepers of the family and rolling their eyes at the boys constantly.

Deborah Winchester- these two would have either been best friends or constantly at each other's throats after John found Roxy. Either way, I think they would have loved each other. I could see them being a formidable hunting team to rival their brothers.

Elle Winchester- the adopted sisters with the secret pasts? I love it!!! Potential for lots of drama and shocking reveals!

Esther Cott- I'm not sure exactly what these two would do together but I feel like they would make interesting friends

Drea Jones

Ana Andrews- Total parallels for their brothers. They have the brain cells. Do not get paid enough for this shit.

Charlotte Jones- The female role model Drea needs in her life. Sister Bonding (TM). Will fuck you up.

Delaney Carlyle- Chaos. All the chaos. I like it!

Fallon Parris Jones- You know that part in The Parent Trap between Annie and Hallie realizing they're twins and the end of camp? I feel like that's these two when Fallon comes back to Riverdale

Harper Harrison- These two would be great friends. Drea is totally the kind of friend to learn sign language along with Harper so they can talk shit about people without anybody knowing. Also was Riverdale High Drama Department's designated choreographer, she would talk about musicals all day with her

Kris Keller- As Kevin's best friend, I could see Drea becoming a regular fixture in the Keller household to the point where Tom will walk into one of the twins' rooms to find Drea sprawled on the floor with her sketchbook and just be like "yeah sure why not?"

Lyra Lovell- Creative dancer girls!!! Will spill blood for Jughead Jones. Exhausted by Gladys Jones.

Tanya Conway- As someone who loves a good mystery and, thanks to Archie, never really believed Svenson was the Black Hood, dress would totally help Tanya prove her dad's innocence.

Roni Stark

Alessia Stark- We could do some interesting things here with both of them having the serum used on them. Plus I've never considered Roni having a big sister. Could be fun!

Adelaide Stark- Roni would absolutely ADORE Adi! She'd be the cool aunt who took her on trips aunt bought her whatever she wanted. She'd also be the one to bake cookies and make pillow courts for movie marathons.

Aris Stark-- Much like with Adi, Roni would be Aris's ultimate supporter growing up. When the boys go to space and the girls are left behind, Roni tries to guide Aris through developing unexpected superpowers. She's been there herself so she should be able to handle it, right?

Athena Stark- Ultimate Aunt Roni would help her ambitious niece get anything her little heart desired

Ava Potts- Ava describing Roni "my aunt who's not really my aunt bursts into flames. Sure why not?"

Cora (& Orion) Royce- Roni would totally love this little girl and her determination to help protect her family. She'd do everything she could to help her

Zora Wright- I could see these two being great friends

Cora Hargreeves

Alice Hargreeves- Cora likes to think she was the empathetic sibling growing up. She tried to include Viktor as much as possible and would have treated Alice no different. When they grow up and find themselves the most stable of their family, they're have to be the brain cells to help keep everyone focused to stop the apocalypse

Andromeda Hargreeves- Cora would try to help Andromeda develop her powers by levitating small objects around her for her to try to catch. She doesn't blame her for leaving and welcomes her home

Audrey- They would totally bond over music and being the "artsy" siblings

Cassie Hargreeves- Oh this could be fun! Cora's psychic but she has a lot of trouble with that part of her powers do when cause around he uses Cora more for her telekinesis. Then when caddies gone he would push her more to have visions.

Cleo Sullivan- Anyone who can work with Diego on a regular basis and not kill him is immediately a friend of Cora's. She'd be glad to have another girl around who knows how to fight

Kamaria Hargreeves- We love a long lost sister in this house! I see a lot of room for shenanigans here

Max Carmichael- Cora would either love Max or she would annoy the hell out of her. I'm not sure which. Maybe both

Mira Hargreeves- "My thirteen year old brother and his eighteen year old daughter just fell through a time portal to stop the apocalypse. Sounds about right." -Cora Hargreeves

Mireille Labonair- Cora would probably be wary of anyone who agreed to work with her father but once she got past that, she'd love that Luther had someone who made him happy

Odessa Hargreeves- Cora would hate having her sister resent their family but she wouldn't her.

Poppy- Cora would love Poppy! She adores Grace so having a sister like her would be awesome. When they grow up she would love getting to finally show her the world!

Sierra Nearing- Cora actually works at Griddy's after leaving the Academy. Sierra would probably be her first real friends and I love that! Cora would show her all the sculptures she works on when she's not at the diner. Curiously, her shifts never line up with her siblings' visits so she still doesn't know Sierra knows them beyond what's she's told her. Even Diego and Klaus who she actually sees regularly.

Vienna Montgomery- As Diego's designated favorite sibling, Cora would have met Vienna and immediately love her. They would be great friends and cora would only be mildly surprised but not unhappy when Vienna shows up to the funeral.

Virginia West- Cora would absolutely love Ginny! Books are some of her favorite things and watching Ginny literally bring stories to life would be like magic to her.

Wilhelmina Hargreeves- Cora might resent Willa a little bit for leaving, but she still loves her and understands why she did it. When she comes back for the funeral, Cora is glad to see Willa just like all the others.

Mickey Daniels (& Melissa van Aren, Emily Kirkpatrick, and Amy Turner)

Alyssa Solomon- If there's one thing Mickey Daniels loves, it's a challenge. Befriending Alyssa Solomon has proven to be one of the bigger challenges Mickey's encountered. The girl has secrets on top of secrets. Lucky for Mickey, secrets are her chosen trade.

Annalise Goode- Mickey's part of the welcome committee for new students so she'd be totally excited to meet Annalise! I could see them being like workout partners and training together

Leia Gallagher- Mickey would think it's so coul that Latoya is a direct descendant of Gilly! They'd probably spend a lot of time talking about places they've travelled and having parental figures who are always away.

Sami Upton

Abbie Hudson- These two would totally have been best friends growing up! They would have spent all their time practicing gymnastics moves and driving Finn and Noah crazy. They probably would have decided to join Glee together just to try it and both fell in love with it.

Christina Hummel- Sami doesn't agree with the way the football team treats the Hummel twins. She also doesn't do much to interfere for fear of losing her own social standing. As an original Glee member, she's been friends with Kurt and at least frenemies with Christina since freshman year.

Joy Schuester- Sami would totally be the friend Joy would look at when Will does something crazy/stupid/embarrassing like "Do you see what I have to deal with???" Only for Sami to sheriff and start laughing like "I'm sorry I can't help you, but this is hilarious."

Kendall Pierce- Sami would love Kendall because she too would see no reason to choose between cheer and Glee. I could see them being kind of a mirror for Quinn and Britt

Ok finally done!!! Wow that was a lot.

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