#//protect cody at all costs

[ringer04]

Sami Zayn

(C)

[amythedoctor]

Last night I went to see WWE live and holy moly. Excuse the screaming and terrible camera angles but enjoy a non-televised Cody win <3

[rebel-pilot-bex]

Okay so we know Rex, Wolffe and Gregor team up, So hear me out.

Cody also teamed up with them.

But doesn't make it all the way to Rebels.

[kotemf]

If soldier, why so buir shaped?

  Fox was never particularly fond of cadets.

  During their training on Kamino, they were sometimes assigned to watch younger troopers and train with them. Fox hated those training sessions. Cadets were... they were tiny. Fragile. Fox always spend the session in fear of breaking their little bones. The cadets for their part were usually afraid of Fox. Fox didn't really know why. It certainly wasn't his face, the cadets liked the rest of his batchmates just fine and they loved Cody and Wolffe.

  Nat-born children tended to fear the clones, even if the Coruscant guard was there to help them, to protect them. They all learned not to take it personally, the armor probably did look rather intimidating to normal people and there were also loads of anti-war propaganda that usually antagonized clones because they were the ones who were fighting, it didn't matter to them that they only fought because they had to.

  So yes, Fox was quite surprised when a random Zabrak child ran up to him, hugged him and refused to let go. He looked around. There were no anxious parents looking for a lost kid.

  "Hey, what are you doing here all alone?" Fox tried his best to not look like a big, scary clone commander. He could tell his efforts weren't successful. In his defense, appear non-threatening in a full set of armor and a blaster strapped to your thigh was a pretty difficult task. The child didn't look scared of him, though. Quite the opposite.

  They didn't answer.

  "What's your name?" Fox tried instead. He wasn't good at guessing people's age but this child was at least five standard years old. Five years old nat-borns were old enough to know their name, right?

  The child muttered something Fox didn't quite catch.

  "Can you say it louder?"

  "I don't have a name."

  "You don't?" Now that was a situation Fox wasn't prepared for. As far as he knew, nat-borns were supposed to have names. According to everything he's ever read about nat-borns, parents usually named their child whie they were still a baby. They weren't like clones, who had to wait for when their batchmates picked them a name, usually based on something they did or something they liked.

  The little Zabrak nodded. After taking a closer look, Fox guessed they were most likely male but he wasn't certain.

  "Where are your parents?"

  "I don't know."

  "Alright. I will take you to my office now and we will find them."

  "No! I'm not supposed to find them."

  "What do you mean?" Nat-born children were supposed to love their parents, or at least Fox has always thought that. Because why wouldn't they? Nat-born parents weren't like the Kaminoans, emotionless and only caring about perfection. They weren't like the trainers, only trying to get the best results out of their trainees no matter what it cost. They weren't a genetic template who only wanted one son and money and didn't care about anyone else. No, parents were an entirely different thing. They loved their children, they protected their children and they provided for them. So why exactly wouldn't this nameless kid be supposed to find their parents?

  The child shrugged. "They left me here and told me not to follow them."

  Alright, that was weird. It almost sounded as if these parents wanted to get rid of their kid so they just left him alone on a random place on Coruscant? "Do you like your parents?"

  "No."

  "Why not?"

  "They are mean."

  So apparently parents could be mean. Fox supposed he was going to have to work with that. "And why did you come to me?"

  "Because you feel kind."

  "What?"

  "You feel kind," the kid repeated themselves. Fox had no idea what that was supposed to mean.

  "Okay. Now we will go to my office and get you something to eat, what do you say?" Fox hoped he was doing this right. He had no idea how to talk to children.

  "Okay."

  Bringing a child into the Coruscant Guard's headquarters was a big deal, apparently. Fox didn't do anything more than sit the kid in his office and give him a glass of water and some of the priced treats Fox sometimes got from the nicer senators that he liked to give shinies and his comrades in particularly bad situations. The only other food available were ration bars and that was no food for a child.

  Not that the kid was in need. Ever since Fox brought him in, troopers have been coming into his office, bringing the child treats that Fox didn't really know where they got from, makeshift toys or just to take a look.

  "Aww, he's so tiny!" Thire cooed upon seeing the kid.

  "Told you he's a cute little thing."

  "Shut up, Thorn. It's not my fault I had senate duty and couldn't come to look at him sooner."

  Fox made a show of covering the kids ears. 'Shut up' wasn't by far the worst thing that the troopers said and Fox usually didn't mind but there was a child in the room!

  "I never would have guessed that marshal commander I have a stick up my ass Fox would become such a buir." Thorn grinned at him. He seriously had to stop swearing around the child or else. And Fox shouls also probably get rightfully offended to save his reputation of having, as Thorn put it, a stick up his ass.

  "So that's how you address your commanding officers?"

  "Apparently."

  "You know, senator Clovis requested a bodyguard to accompany him to a meeting with banking clan..."

  "No. Not Clovis. Please. I beg you." Thorn seemed terrified. Any trooper would. Senator Clovis was always rather awful to clones and he was so suspicious the Corries had a betting pool on when he openly defected to the Seppies. 

  "Maybe if you will kindly stop swearing in front of a child, I might consider looking further, even if you certainly have all the required skills."

  "Yeah, sure. Anything. Just not Clovis."

  Fox decided to take that as a promise. The kid didn't seem to get what was going on but he wasn't complaining. A darling really.

  It was a few hours later that the boy started to get bored. Fox tried entertaining him with a holo movie but that didn't work, the child felt the need to share what was going on the screen every minute or so. So Fox downloaded him a video game. That seemed to work. Until now.

  "Do you really have to work?"

  "Yes."

  "Why do you have to work so much?"

  "Because I have things that need to be done and I have a certain amount of time for each of them. Like this form that I'm filling right now, this one needs to be done today," Fox did his best to explain. In his humble opinion, he was getting pretty good at answering the kid's curious questions.

  "Oh... Okay. And will you play with me when you're done?"

  "I will have some more work then but we can play when I'm done, okay?"

  "Okay."

  The kid was clearly trying to be quiet. He wasn't very good at it. He was either kicking into Fox's desk, opening random drawers and then always sighing in disappointment when there was nothing but stacks of paper work, or quietly humming to himself. It was distracting but Fox let it slide. He remembered how difficult it was for him and his batchmates to stay silent when they were cadets. The only thing keeping them quiet was their fear of the Kaminoans and the trainers and he didn't want this sweet little thing to ever experience something like that.

  "Fox?"

  "Yes, kiddo?"

  "Will you get angry if I make things float?"

  "What?"

  "If I make things float," the boy repeated himself.

  Fox wondered for a bit if floating had any other meaning than, well, floating. He didn't think of anything so he just assumed it was some kind of a game. "Of course I won't get angry."

  The child beamed at him. Then the boy reached out with his hand and made the data pad Fox borrowed him float.

  And that's how the Coruscant Guard got their Jedi.

[kimkhimhant]

i know i've said it before but i just. what i love so much about the all for the game series is that, as horrifically brutal as it is, it is so packed full of love. these characters love recklessly and deeply.

neil, dragging this disaster team together with desperation, and everyone rallying around him, giving him the best year of his life. they'd all kill and die for each other, but most importantly, they all live for each other. neil has spent his whole life ready to die, but because of his team, he's finally ready to live.

wymack, gruff as he is, giving a second chance at life to all the kids no one else wants. pulling them to their feet and next to them when they're not ready to stand on their own.

andrew, fiercely protecting his pack. being an unyielding and unfalteringly solid weight for them to lean against. demanding that they not give up on themselves. reminding them of who they are.

kevin, making everyone around him a little stronger. confronting his greatest fears because they all make him a little stronger in return. giving neil something to live for. giving jean a new beginning, a chance at a better life.

jean, already having given up on himself, but still trying to protect everyone else, even at the cost of his own safety. taking care of neil in the nest, sending someone to save zane even after being so awfully betrayed, looking out for cody. falling a little bit in love with everyone.

the rest of the foxes, overcoming disagreements an ocean-wide divide between them and coming out the other side loving each other so much they're willing to risk everything to stay together.

the trojans taking in jean despite everything they've heard, teaching him how to be his own person. keeping him alive. showing him all the little joys in life.

just. this is a series full of brutal, devastating torture and trauma, but it's even more full of love :')

[reasonsforhope]

Seven thousand more UAW members just walked off the job, expanding the strike to two more plants. Twenty-five thousand autoworkers are now on strike, and the walkout could continue to escalate if the Big Three don’t budge in negotiations.

[UAW president Shawn] Fain announced that Stellantis would be spared this time. The union had been expected to strike all three companies, but, said Region 1 director LaShawn English, three minutes before Fain was scheduled to go on Facebook Live, the UAW received frantic emails from company representatives.

[Note: Love that for the UAW. Also laughing so hard. Three minutes before the next round of strikes were annouced!!]

According to Fain, Stellantis made “significant progress” on cost-of-living allowances, the right not to cross a picket line, and the right to strike over product commitments and plant closures. “We are excited about this momentum at Stellantis and hope it continues,” Fain said...

“See You Next Week — Maybe?”

“These guys wanted to go out a long time ago,” said Cody Zaremba, a Local 602 member at the Lansing GM plant after the news broke that his plant would be joining the strike. “We’re ready. Everybody, truly, I believe, in the entire membership. They’re one with what’s going on.”

Five thousand workers at thirty-eight parts distribution centers across twenty-one states have been on strike since last Friday [September 22, 2023], along with thirteen thousand at three assembly plants in Michigan, Ohio, and Missouri who walked out on September 15. (See a map of all struck facilities here.) ...

The UAW is now calling on community supporters to organize small teams to canvass dealerships that sell and repair Big Three cars and trucks. On Tuesday, the union issued a canvassing tool kit with instructions, flyers, press releases, and talking points.

In negotiations with Ford and GM, autoworkers have clinched some important gains. Among them is an agreement by both companies to end at least one of the many tiers in current contracts, putting workers at certain parts plants back on the same wage scale as assembly workers. The top rate for Big Three assembly workers is currently around $32...

Ford was spared in last week’s escalation, because bargainers there had made further progress on gains for workers.

But today, the UAW once again called out workers at Ford and GM, putting some muscle behind its bold demands — a big wage boost, a shorter workweek, elimination of tiers, cost-of-living adjustments tied to inflation, protection from plant closures, conversion of temps to permanent employees, and the restoration of retiree health care and benefit-defined pensions to all workers.

-via Jacobin, September 29, 2023. Article continues below.

Keep Them Guessing

This year, for the first time in recent history, the union has played the three auto companies against each other with its strike strategy, departing from the union’s tradition of choosing one target company and patterning an agreement at the other two.

The stand-up strike strategy draws inspiration from an approach known as CHAOS (Create Havoc Around Our System), first deployed in 1993 by Alaska Airlines flight attendants, who announced they would be striking random flights. Although they struck only seven flights in a two-month period, Alaska had to send scabs on every plane, just in case. The unpredictability drew enormous media attention and drove management up the wall. Meanwhile the union was able to conserve its strength and minimize risk.

The companies miscalculated where the UAW was going to strike first, stockpiling engines and shipping them cross-country to the wrong facilities. Autoworkers relished the self-inflicted supply chain chaos on UAW Facebook groups and other social media platforms.

Nonstrikers’ morale on the factory floor has gotten a boost from rank and filers organizing to refuse voluntary overtime. With support both from Fain and the reform caucus Unite All Workers for Democracy (UAWD), workers have been encouraging each other to “Eight and Skate,” meaning to turn down extra work and decline to do management any favors.

Majority Public Support

A majority of Americans support the UAW strikers, and the Big Three have taken a PR hit since the strike began, according to a new survey conducted by the business intelligence firm Caliber.

“Eighty-seven percent of respondents told us they were aware of the strike,” Caliber CEO Shahar Silbershatz told the Intercept. “It’s clear the strike is not just causing commercial repercussions, but reputational repercussions as well.”

These reputational repercussions will only worsen...

"We Can Unmake It"

Fain didn't pull any punches in his speech... “That’s what’s different about working-class people. Whether we’re building cars or trucks or running parts distribution centers; whether we’re writing movies or performing TV shows... we do the heavy lifting. We do the real work. Not the CEOs, not the executives.

"And though we don’t know it, that’s what power is. We have the power. The world is of our making. The economy is of our making. This industry is of our making.

“And as we’ve shown, when we withhold our labor, we can unmake it.”

-via Jacobin, September 29, 2023

[vytels]

So, I've got a new idea for an au... not an original idea by any means, but I just have been thinking about it for awhile now lol

Basically, Luke gets raised by Rex.

At some point, very shortly after Luke is born and Obi-Wan's like shit, I have to get this kid to Tatooine, said Master Jedi gets injured on the way there. Rex is the one that finds him, luckily, and discovers everything that happened (except for Anakin's fall lol). He decides to help Obi-Wan take Luke to the Lars, but when they get there, the Lars are long gone.

At this point, Obi-Wan is too self-loathing and guilty, so he asks if Rex will raise Luke. This starts an argument about who would be better off raising Luke, but eventually Rex gets Luke.

(Obviously, once Rex and Cody are reunited, Rex sicks Cody on Obi-Wan to "get him to come to his senses")

So begins my "semi-writing" spree, where I wrote out just a bunch of little scenes from his AU.

For more from this AU: NEXT

Here is one, beneath the cut:

Luke’s hair grazed his palm, a soft and a slippery stubble that tickled the pads of his fingers. Even his fingers glided over the baby’s skin, cupping the small warmth behind his head and holding him up in his protective fabrics.

Each moment, experiencing the weight in his arms and the soft breaths sniffled into the air, carved themselves into his memories. 

The back of Rex’s mind shot to the long corridors deep within the Kamino Facilities, to the rooms that vode had never been allowed to venture into. The rooms had been full of clones too young to be cadets, yet too old to be in their growth chambers. They had been taken care of droids and a very select personnel, Kaminoiian officials that had watched for any defects or ailments. 

Despite having never stepped foot in those rooms, Rex could figure that they were like any other space in the Facility. They were likely as in-organic and harsh walled as other rooms, with white bright enough to blind and dull enough to bore, and the temperature set to a disparaging chill. All of it had been built to ensure the efficiency and effectiveness of their product, but at the least amount of cost possible. 

Rex hated Kamino. 

He would do everything to ensure Luke never experienced such a nightmare.

Then blue eyes slid open and blinked up at him, accompanied by a growing smile and hands squirming in their blanketed confines. Warmth flooded Rex’s heart and he held Luke up, ducking his head to hover his face closer. 

“Su cuygar, kar’ika,” Rex whispered. 

Luke smiled again and broke his prison, raising a hand to press against Rex’s nose.

[hastalavistabyebye]

Fox was hiding away. He knew he was but he couldn't stop. 

It was so easy to just bury himself into the insane amounts of work he had, to let every new emergency -and force, were there many- sweep him away again and again, to think he'll answer this comm later because he was too busy right now. But he was always busy and never had time to respond. 

He wasn't faking any of it, of course not. But he could admit to himself that it also made convenient excuses. 

The world was just too much. Too loud, too fast, too angry, too pressing. It was so much easier to fall into the routine of his duty. He knew how to do that, how to act and behave. He didn't need to think, didn't have time to be self-conscious. It was kriffing awful and hard and he hated it, true. But it was also known territory, strangely comfortable. It was so simple to just disappear like that. He didn't need to be him, he just had to fill his Marshall Commander’s armor. 

And he could let the rest of the world run around him, without getting dragged in the dirt behind it, unable to keep up. Numbness keeping him afloat, holding him up like a buoy drifting in the current. He just needed to keep his limbs clear from the water, safely tucked away in the buoy, head down to not look at the vastness of sea he was lost in and let it get to him. 

But, of course, it couldn't last. Nobody can run forever. Must it be because you have crossed the finish line, and there's nowhere to run to anymore. Or that your body simply gave up on you. There's always a moment where you can't do anything else but stop. 

Fox didn't know which one happened -the finish line or his body stopping. Or at least, which one arrived first -after all, the war had ended and he couldn't even remember when he started running. 

He didn't remember most of his crash either. 

One day, Palpatine was dead. The Jedi came and healed them, protected them, offered shelter to the Guard like they had done for the GAR. His batchers came too, bypassing the unanswered comms, the declined invitations. He thought that his officers -his own vod'ike- let them in. Maybe they even sic them on him. 

One day, he simply looked up from his desk. There was no emergency, no datawork to complete, but there was his batch in front of him. Ponds’ concerned frown. Wolffe’s mismatched eyes analyzing everything. Bly’s calm and controlled focus, seemingly keeping the entire room stable. Cody plotting, ready to act. Rex wasn't there, but it wasn't a surprise for Fox. It was the only thing that was predictable really. 

Then he was crying in a cuddle pile. He had thought to be hollow for so long, felt like it in his very bones, keeping himself so thoroughly out of everything that could turn upsetting and he could avoid, everything that could make him feel. He had thought that if he could control his emotions, keep them calm and quiet, then he would be peaceful too. He believed that the cost was to stay away from anything that could make him feel too strongly, unknowing that he was simply hiding from his very feelings. He believed that quietness and peace were this impression of being an empty shell, discarded and left alone. Thin, hollow walls of nacre, home to nothing. 

But it turned out he was filled to the brim with tears. Painful, burning, healing tears. Tears of despair and exhaustion, of relief and renewed hope. Of peace and the blood paid before it. Of every emotion and feelings he had hid away from, all changing into sobs now that he let them free. 

Fox fell asleep like that. Safe and tired, surrounded by siblings that never stopped loving him, but simply waited for him, ready to catch him when he was finally ready to fall. 

[commanderfoxdeservesbetter]

🥹 ngl i keep running back to your page, and i finally followed bc i keep forgetting, but like…

do you have more of that clone witness protection program? i just reread them AND THE THORN ONE, and i just- i gotta know au wise. How does everyone react to finding out what Fox did and what it cost him (ie. him saving Fives unintentionally got Thorn killed)

So if anyone wants to read on it, this post has all the parts linked

And love that you enjoyed the AU!! It’s one of my favorites so to hear you kept up with it makes me happy 🥹

This take is interesting to think about - honestly if we want to go this route, including all the parts above, they would found out more towards the end of the war (the beginning of the finale with Sidious)

And it goes like this

Cody has lost faith in the Republic way before Rex “died” but now he’s determined to do something about it. He has gathered all the CCs together, plus the Corrie CCs except for Fox (not that Cody didn’t invite him but he has a different mission for him and his vod’ika and also Fox couldn’t make it so he sent Stone and Thire instead), and lets them know his decision and plan to cease from Republic forces

“I’m taking my men out.”

Shock was heard in the empty silence. Bacara is the first to speak. “What about the Jedi?”

Cody shakes his head. “Whoever I grab is going with me.”

“You can’t take them all.” Neyo’s stare is hard, unyielding. Cody stares back.

“With Kenobi and Skywalker gone, the rest will follow.”

Ponds huffs out a laugh. Cody slants him a look when he bangs his hand on the table. “Count me in. Windu and I are down for a little … mutiny.” His grin is wide, fearless.

Thire taps his comm. “if you can get us a Venator, I can let Vos know to retrieve the Jedi at the Temple.”

Bly stands up, his seat clattering behind him. “Aayla and I can help with that.” He ignores the small “it’s Aayla now, is it?” behind his back. “They won’t want to leave their home without a reason.” He speaks before Cody can get any words out of his open mouth. “A solid, logical reason. You wanting to find Rex-”

“That’s not the reason I’m leaving.”

“Isn’t it?” Heads turn towards the new voice. Fox enters the small room with barely a sound, footsteps silent in his path towards his Ori’vod. “I mean,” and he chuckles harsh. “Why leave now? Why not when your General died? Or your men were ambushed? Or perhaps after Umbara when they shot each other?”

Cody grits his teeth, anger flashing across his face. His expression turns smooth a second later but every CC saw it. “Don’t talk about the war like you understand it.”

Fox tilts his head, almost offended at the implied statement. He however lets it go in pursuit of his other point. “You never cared before-”

“I always cared.”

“Until Rex’ika-”

“You have no right to call him that.”

“-went and got himself killed.”

Fox rolls with the impact Cody throws at him. His hands clutch his brother’s blacks in an awful attempt at a hug. Cody however has one hand around his neck, ready to snap. His other yanks at the chest armor, pulling Fox up just a breath. “Don’t talk about him that way.”

Fox doesn’t speak, hardly dares to breath in the face of his brother’s wrath. “Leave,” he commands to the room.

The CCs watch but don’t move until Cody yells out. “GET OUT!”

Wolffe is the first to move. Pats Cody’s back on his way out. “Don’t kill him, Vod.” Fox rolls his eyes at the unhelpful comment.

The other CCs follow him out until it’s just them. Even Thire and Stone, who passed glances at him, left.

Cody is breathing hard, his panting harsh in the room. Fox feels his hand curl against his neck and thinks how pathetic.

“Get off,” he demands and Cody snarls. Fox’ eyes flash in anger and he snarls right back.

It leads to them wrestling, Cody losing his grip on his neck and instead trying to break the bones in his arm. Fox bites at the forearm near his mouth, and tastes a hint of iron. They scratch and hit and wrestle and the anger that came from Thorn’s death leave Fox, slowly but surely. His grief replaces it fast, as does his guilt when he sees tears in Cody’s eyes.

Would Cody act this way if Fox died? Would Fox if Thorn hadn’t?

Fox finds himself hugging his Ori’vod as he sobs at the loss of Rex. Great, wracking sobs that Fox himself wishes to return. He licks his lips and shares a piece of grief. “Thorn is dead.”

“I’m sorry,” Cody mutters through stuttered breathing.

Fox however decides that it’s enough to start the conversation. “He believed in the Protection Program. Saved many Vod cause of it.” Cody listens intently, his cries mingling into silence. “Fives needed to live. We both knew that.” He hesitates before stating his opinion. “I won’t make his death go in vain by hiding.”

Cody pushes off his brother, stares up at the ceiling above them. He taps his fingers once, twice, before asking, “would Rex-”

“He’s not in it,” Fox lies through his teeth and hates the guilt that rising at it. Cody can’t know. Not yet.

It would just cause more trouble, and potentially Rex’s death. Fox can’t allow that right now. Not when Cody isn’t thinking clearly.

Cody stays silent. The moments creep by and Fox’s heart beats faster. He wonders if his Ori’vod can see through his lies.

Cody’s words break his anxiety process. “Then we kill Palpatine.” He says it nonchalantly, in response to their previous conversation.

Fox’ lips twitch. His chest hitches. And then he’s laughing before he can think. Cody turns his head, joins in when he realizes they aren’t laughing for fun.

[foreverchangingfandomsao3]

te nuhaatyc a kyramla besbe’trayc (the invisible but deadly weapon) (2,377 words) by foreverchangingfandoms

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Stitch (212th medic OC)

Additional Tags: Whumptober 2024, Whump, Obi-Wan Kenobi Whump, Hurt Obi-Wan Kenobi, That's Not How The Force Works (Star Wars), All Magic Comes With a Price, Well the Force comes with a price, Protective Obi-Wan Kenobi, POV CC-2224 | Cody, Worried CC-2224 | Cody, Worried Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi Gets a Break, Well he gets a coma I guess so same thing, Hopeful Ending

Series: Part 7 of Whumptober 2024

Summary:

The Separatists have a new weapon, one that kills everything in its path and Obi-Wan protects his men from it the only way he knows how.

My fill for whumptober day 7 - Only for emergencies (unconventional weapon | magic with a cost | “it’s us or them”)

[mrsalejandro]

Cody Headcanons Pt.1

• I 100% agree with the headcanon of him being bisexual so I’m putting that here.

• He/Him pronouns

• Cody owns a few t-shirts of goth bands but can at most name 1 or 2 songs

• He’s a fan of Weezer, One Direction, Imagine Dragons, Jonas Brothers, etc

• Cody also likes Maroon 5 and The Smiths since Trent introduced him to those

• Gwen introduced Cody to some goth songs and bands too

• Cody is still terrified of Sierra, is in the process of getting some kind of restraining order

• Cody has mostly moved on from Gwen and the two remain friends

• Trent is fine with him liking Gwen, he’s still grateful that Cody backed off temporarily so the two could be happy.

• His main fashion is t-shirts of artists/bands he likes, collared sweaters, jeans (not baggy or tight, just normal sized ones), and sometimes just plain hoodies.

• Keeps his prized possessions locked in a vault

• Sometimes vents to Heather or anyone else about Sierra, at times even without asking but he doesn’t really notice.

• He wouldn’t be caught dead in anything “girly”, he likes to consider himself more masculine

• Got bullied in school for things like his tooth gap, his height, being nerdy, etc. Never anything physical luckily but still.

• Eventually he learned not to let it bother him and he’s pretty confident in himself.

• However he’s not the greatest defending himself when something does happen but he’s not some small child who “needs to be protected at all costs🥺”

• He wants to grow out a bit of facial hair (not a full grown beard but just something on his face) but he didn’t start to get it until later than most people and when he did- it grows insanely slow.

• Learned to be independent at an early age

• Loved fruit roll ups as a kid and still does

• Fell for the i-cup thing

• probably collected action figures or pins

• owns a sports jersey but doesn’t care too much for it, only really watches when it’s with friends

• owns a DS, a Wii, and maybe had a game boy too?

• He can sing some pretty high-ish notes, his singing improved throughout the years

• was NOT a planned child

• third wheels Aleheather sometimes, Alejandro finds him annoying sometimes during dates.

• short attention span

• gets bored easily

• He despised Gwuncan since he knew how Duncan was and was worried about Gwen. He knew their relationship was gonna go downhill and leave Gwen hurt but unfortunately he couldn’t do anything about it. That’s kinda why he was more okay with Gwent since he knew Trent was a chill guy and wasn’t gonna treat her like trash.

• He hates being babied or feminized- it’s insulting and genuinely makes him uncomfortable

• he’s probably gonna be stuck single for life but he has his friends and stuff to be around so it’s fine he’s not lonely

[kabloswrld]

FANFIC IDEA

Idk I feel like I been going crazy over this idea ( plus my love for Cody Rhodes growing each day ) ALSO I'm not gifted enough to make this a reality so if anyone is willing to make it I would be so happy

- I was envisioning this as a plus size reader ( maybe black too but I might be pushing it 😓)

But I don't really see a lot of plus size wrestlers reader so 🤷🏾‍♀️🫣

ALSO PLEASE MAKE THIS A SERIES 🛐 begging

IF CONFUSING OR HAVE QUESTIONS PLEASE ASK I DID WRITE THIS AT 4am SOOO YEA

So imma like bullet point it so it's easier for writers to add or take away stuff but this is like the main plot idea(s) I had in mind

Cody and reader have been seen backstage getting close by triple h, getting the idea of a love storyline. So he tested it out by having reader and Cody do a promo (them flirting but like bickering kinda idk) with it getting positive reactions

Triple h asking Cody and reader their thoughts on the idea with both Cody and reader like idk but quickly agreeing to it anyways

They do a couple promos, ringside etc picking up on hints of them getting closer and closer and starting or care for each other on a deeper level ( i want to say that Cody falls in love first but reader starts to quickly after not being as revealing in it as Cody is but reader is more subtle with it )

But it all comes to a head when Rhea picks up on reader and Cody's closeness challenging her to a match ( I want to say that reader as already been butting heads with Rhea ) the match being that if Rhea won reader won't be able to interfere with anything that has to do with judgement day and Cody and his group ( Seth,Sami, jey and Randy ) and if reader does then they can't go for the women's world championship until after wrestlemania.

Reader would lose the fight. But Cody wouldn't know about the stipulation UNTIL Cody had a match with Dominic with Rhea coming out to jump Cody ( causing a DQ ) with reader watching nothing knowing what do it ( a manger would remind user of the stipulation but reader doesn't care if it meant helping Cody and protecting him from a possible injury) so reader goes out there ( maybe with a chair or something) defending Cody, checking on him calling for help.

It won't be until a week ( or more then a week up to y'all ) that Cody would find out about the stipulation when Cody and reader win a match against Rhea and Dominic. Both Cody and reader are heading up the ramp when Rhea is handed a mic as she tells Cody about the stipulation rubbing it in readers face.

Cody he walks off mad, upset, he felt like it was his fault. He wasn't strong enough so you had to go out there to save him and cost you your chance. Reader catches up with him basically telling him that it wasn't his fault and that it was their decision and he shouldn't feel that way and how they hate when he's mad at them. ( I had the idea of Rhea joking calling Cody reader's boyfriend and Cody mentions it and reader plays dumb confusing Cody )

Causing Cody to be in his head it would be until he's in the locker room with Sami, jey, Seth and Randy did they talk to him asking what's up and Cody is like "do yall think reader actually likes me???" And they're like "ofc!!!" With Randy ( who wasn't really speaking comes out of nowhere) "dude she throw away her chance for the championship for you🙄"

OKAY IM YAPPING BUT LIKE. Maybe they get Naomi and bianca involved on how to ask reader out and well the rest is up to y'all I would to see this as a series !!

[webslinger-holland]

The Sergeant's Senator | Chapter 1

Summary: It is revealed that there is a plot to assassinate a republic senator. With some negotiations, Clone Force 99 is assigned as the security detail and must protect the senator at all costs.

Warning: threat to one's life and talks of assassination

Pairing: Hunter x Fem!Reader Senator

Type: Short Series

Word Count: 1.1k

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Note: Technically, this is a reader insert series. However, with that said, I did give the senator (reader) a last name. It worked better when writing; I didn't have to keep putting Senator L/n. Might change it later if people aren't fans of it.

The planet of Coruscant was one of the most important planets in the galaxy. Not only was the Jedi Temple located there, but so was the Galactic Senate. The senate included thousands of representatives through the galaxy in the form of senators. They met to create laws, meditate disputes, and discuss ways to end the war.

A meeting was being held in one of the meeting rooms at the senate, It had been called by Senator Bail Organa of Alderaan to discuss a recent incident that nearly claimed the life of Coruscan't own senator. The senator called Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi who brought Commander Cody to accompany him.

After formalities, Senator Bail Organa explained the delicate situation to both General Kenobi and Commander Cody. The incident happened only two nights prior and resulted in both of the young senator's guards being killed from unknown snipers. She was being targeted.

The young senator sat amongst the company of three, keeping to herself. Her hands lay in her lap though she couldn't help twiddling her fingers nervously. The sense of worry was laced across her face.

"I see," General Kenobi said after hearing the whole ordeal. He stroked his beard in thought. "This is a delicate situation," Kenobi added.

"Coruscant is the capital of the republic. Her role is vital for the success of the senate. Without her, the senate may fail and Coruscant will fall. If that happens, the Separatists will be able to gain the upper hand in this war," Bail Organa explained.

"How would you suggest we help?" General Kenobi inquired curiously.

"What she needs is a new security detail to keep her safe until someone catches the assailant," Senator Organa claimed. The much younger senator closed her eyes because she wanted nothing more than to disappear away from this conversation.

"Hmm," General Kenobi hummed. "I'll have to consult with the council. I'm not sure how many Jedi are available. Most of them are on missions off world."

"Would a clone force be more suitable for this situation? We clones are much more expendable than the Jedi," Commander Cody offered this solution.

The senator thought for a moment. "That could work. Who do you have in mind?"

"I would recommend Clone Force 99, sir."

Upon hearing this, Senator Rayna's ears perked up slightly. She would feel much more comfortable being around a group of clones than one lone Jedi. Though, General Kenobi's face fell upon hearing the name of the clone group. He quickly turned to his commander.

"Uh, Commander." He began. "Can I speak with you privately?"

Now General Kenobi and Commander Cody turned away from the two senators to speak in hushed tones. There was a brief moment of silence between them.

"Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean having a clone force escort is one thing, but Clone Force 99 is entirely different," Kenobi explained.

"They have a 100% success rate," Commander Cody defended.

"I understand. But they are a little on...the extreme side," General Kenobi added.

"If I might intervene," Senator Rayna spoke up for the first time. The two of them directed their attention to her as she stood from her place at the table. "If you think Clone Force 99 is a suitable fit to be my security detail, then I think we should skip all these formalities."

"Uh senator," General Kenobi stepped forward. "I'm not sure this is a very wise decision. Clone Force 99 is slightly unhinged at times," Kenobi explained to her.

"How so?" Senator Rayna wondered.

"Ah well..." Kenobi's voice trailed off.

"They call themselves the Bad Batch," Commander Cody stated blatantly. "They are a group of elite clone troopers with enhanced genetic mutations. They aren't like the regular clones you're used to."

"They don't go by the book either," General Kenobi added.

"But you said they have a 100% success rate," Senator Rayna concluded.

"They do," Commander Cody gave a nod of confirmation.

"Would you say that they are the best clone troopers you have out there?" She wondered.

"I will say this: While they might be a little unhinged at times and they may not follow orders like the rest of us, they are damn good soldiers and they get the job done."

"Thank you, Commander. That is all I need to hear," Senator Rayna finalized. "I look forward to meeting them."

Later in the day, a single file had arrived at the office for the senator which had been sent by the commander himself. Upon further review, the senator saw how page had a brief summary of every member on the small squad. It included their number, rank, skills, and their strengths. It also showed the number of successful missions they accomplished together.

The squad was comprised of a sharpshooter, a muscle man, a technological genius, a cybernetic hybrid (former reg), and a tactical tracker. They certainly were a bunch of misfits, but their track record alone spoke for them.

The senator stared down at the final page, which was designated for the squads sergeant. She found herself being more drawn to his page from the rest of them. He had been genetically altered to attain expert tracking skills and heightened senses.

Without much thought, the senator proceeded to send a comm to the commander once again. She waited a moment before her comm chimed a response. And she responded to him by asking him if he had anything else on this sergeant.

The Marauder was currently navigating through space. The Bad Batch had just completed a mission on one of the planets within the Outer Rim. Now they were heading back to their home world of Kamino.

In the other room, Hunter just finished receiving a message from Commander Cody. He switched off the communication channel before making his way into the cockpit of the ship to join his fellow brothers.

At the moment, Tech was putting in the coordinates for Kamino with Echo at his side in the co-pilot seat. Crosshair was polishing his sniper rifle and Wrecker was lounging with his feet up. The leader of the group made his way towards the control panel.

"Change of plan. We've got new orders," Hunter announced. This made Tech look up at him questionably. "Set course for Coruscant."

"What's on Coruscant?" Echo wondered. He knew the importance of the location, but he was more so curious about why they were needed there.

"We've been assigned to be a security detail for Coruscant's senator," Hunter relayed the information he was given.

"Doesn't she have guards for that?" Crosshair said with a roll of the eyes.

"That's just it," Hunter shrugged. "They're dead."

"There must be an imminent threat on her life, especially if the guards who are assigned to protect her are dead." Tech came to the conclusion.

"All I know is that she needs protection. And Commander Cody recommended us," Hunter told them.

"Great," Crosshair scoffed. He leaned back in his seat. "We get to play babysitter for who knows how long."

"It's just until she can find another detail or until the assailant is caught," Echo explained. He recalled one of his early missions. "You know, one of my first missions was to protect the Rishi Station Moon Base. Now that was a boring couple of rotations."

"Yeah, at least we don't have that kind of mission. Coruscant is much more exciting than some dumb old moon base," Wrecker explained.

But Crosshair wasn't super convinced. He crossed his arms over his chest in slight defeat, already knowing that they wouldn't be seeing as much action as they were used to.

"Preparing jump to hyperspace," Tech announced which drew them all out of their own thoughts. With the pull of the lever, the Marauder was shot into the glowing blue tunnel of hyperspace.

CHAPTER TWO HERE

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[samandcolbyownme]

is there a chance you will make a new part of killionaires??

-🧸 anon

Warnings are for the WHOLE SERIES | SMUT18+, strong language, swearing, enemies to lovers, mentions of weapons, knives, guns, gunfire, KNIFE PLAY, blood, injuries, wounds, arguing, some physical fighting, mentions of drugs, smoking weed, mentions of car accident, fbi!reader, reader being restrained, kissing, biting, hair pulling, scratching, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (m rec), violence and filth

Word Count: 3.8k | unedited

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE | PART FOUR | PART 5 | PART SIX | PART SEVEN

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You were all over the place, questioning yourself, Sam, everyone and everything around you.

Nothing felt real.

Why was Sam here?

To keep tabs on you? Was Jake pissed that you were partnered with Cody? Of course he was. He told you to cut contact.

Was Sam here to kill Cody? Were you going to have to kill Sam?

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Alright.” Cody parks the car, “here’s our house for the night.” He glances back, “Want to do a walk around, Caleb?”

Sam nods, “Sure can.”

Cody gets out of the car and you keep your stare out of the windshield, jumping slightly when you feel Sam’s hand on your shoulder, “Thought he told you to cut contact?”

“This wasn’t my call.” You mumble, taking a deep breath, “It’s done. It’s over. After tonight, I’m switching partners, okay.”

“Mm.” Sam hums, “Well see.”

“What do you mean we’ll see?” You turn around, giving him a fake smile as Cody opens the door, “Come on, Caleb.”

“Good luck.” You give them a thumbs up and your smile drops as soon as the door is shut.

“What the fuck.” You rest your hand over your eyes, “Oh my god.”

You watch as they walk up to the house, each going around different sides. You felt like you didn’t breathe until Cody and Sam round back around to the front of the house.

They make their way back to the car and get in, “All clear as of right now.” Cody sighs, “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“What makes you say that?” Sam asks, “There’s officers all over this development. They’d be stupid to try and get into a house.”

“Yeah but..” you look at Cody, “What if they snuck in during shift change? What if they’re already in the house?”

“Doubtful.” Sam mumbles, “I think they’re waiting for a moment, when everyone is dragging from constantly working, you know?”

“I don’t know, y/n. I agree with Caleb. There’s officers literally around each corner..”

You don’t say anything, you just turn your head and look out of the passenger window.

“So how long is this supposed to go on for?” Sam asks and Cody sighs, giving a shrug, “Who the hell knows. I wish we could just nab these fuckers and get it all done and over with.”

You laugh, covering it up with a cough, “Sorry..” you grab your water, “Choking on my own spit.”

Cody laughs and shakes his head, “Oh, hey. Heads up.” He gets serious, watching a car that’s headed towards you, “Why are they driving so slow?”

“Maybe the feds and police scattered all over?” You glance over at him and he rolls his eyes, smirking as he shakes his head, “Would have never thought of that.”

Sam clears his throat in the back and you close your eyes, “So what department are you from, Caleb?”

“Organized crime. Graduated the academy at the top of my class.” Sam sighs, “Praised by all, you know.”

“Y/n was top of her class, too.” Cody motions to you and Sam chuckles, “Yeah, I’ve heard nothing but good things about her. Solved that one case that was cold for years, right?”

You nod, “Sure did.”

“How’s your bother, y/n? I heard about the shooting that happened with him. Isn’t he over on the east cost in protective custody or something?”

“He’s back, actually. I’ll have to introduce you to him.” Cody cuts in, “Real good guy. Amazing cop, too.”

“Yeah, I’d like to meet him.” Sam sighs quietly, knowing he’s doing exactly what it takes to get under your skin.

Since the moment you saw Sam, your mind was focused on him and keeping tabs on his every move, you totally forgot about your.. interaction, with Jake and the flash drive.

“I don’t think the guy who shot my brother is truly behind bars.”

“Y/n. We’ve been over this, I invested the case. The guy who pulled the trigger is there.” Cody looks at you, “You’re all safe.”

You shrug, “I just.. there’s this gut feeling that I can’t shake.”

“Has to be for a reasons, then. Right?” Sam asks, “I mean, you are fbi, so you’re pretty dang smart.”

“She’s overthinking it.” Cody looks back at Sam, “It’s just a constant thing, but she knows her and her bother are safe. Just like I said.”

You wanted to go off, but you kept your composure, letting out a sigh as you open the car door, “I��m going to check out the house.”

You get out before anyone can fight you on it, and you start walking, hand on your gun in the holster.

You walk around, peering into each of the windows you can reach. You walk around back, looking up at the tall deck, and you freeze.

Johnnie and Colby are standing there, looking out over the edge and you swallow, unable to say a word.

Jake walks out, moving to stand in between them.

You look back the way you came and see someone walking towards you. Your heart starts to race and you take a step back.

The figure moves into the light and you clench your jaw, “What the fuck did you do?”

Sam smirks, glancing up at the deck, “I think you guys were a little late to the party, yeah?”

“What did they do?” You walk up to Sam, yelling a harsh whisper, “What the fuck did you do?”

“If you’re a part of this, I’m going to have to hit you.”

You stare at him, “W-what?”

“It has to look like we put up a fight.” Sam glances up, giving them a nod, “it’s either this, or chief gets a file on everything you’ve done.”

Tears well up in your eyes and you shake your head, “Why does it have to be this way?”

“It’s the way the cookie crumbles, sweetheart. All part of the game. You want the guy who shot your brother, we want to finish out our plan. We all want something, and in order or get that something, you have to do other things, you follow?”

You look back and forth from the guys on the deck to Sam a few times. Your mind racing as you think about what they’ll do to a fed like you in prison.

You sigh, “Fuck, fine. Fine. Fuck, just.. do it.”

“You’re pretty good at acting, right?” Sam smirks, “I think you’ll be fine.” He nods towards the door, “Go.”

You walk up to the door and pull the screen door open, “FBI!” You run in, stopping and gasping when you see the scene in front of you.

“I’m going to hit you, then you’re going to call for back up, but not until after you count to ten. They’ll give them time.” Sam stares at you and you sigh, “Just do what you have to do.”

“I’m sorry.” Sam whispers before he pistol whips you, busting your cheek open. You cry out in pain, your hand going to hold your cheek, “Oh fuck!”

You hear a gun shot and Sam falls down next to you, groaning out as he hold pressure on his leg.

“F-fuck.” You move over, holding pressure on his leg, “C-can..” you blink, still dazed from the crack to your cheek, “Call?”

“Yeah, yeah. Fuck.”

You grab your radio, your finger slipping off from someone’s blood on your hand, “A-gents.. down.. calling.. fuck, fuck. Backup. Three oh seven Clipston Drive.”

Not soon after Cody is busting through the front door, “What the fuck, what the fuck?” He runs over, calling for backup into his mic.

He tilts your head up, “Christ, y/n.” He hits his mic, “Need EMS. One agent with a gunshot to the leg and another with a beat up face.”

You fall back, staring up at the ceiling as you try to control your breathing. You were definitely in shock from this.

The shock of putting yourself through literal hell to help someone you shouldn’t even be in contact with whatsoever.

“Y/n. Stay awake. Stay with me.” Cody snaps his fingers above your face and you blink, “I-I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. It’s okay.” He looks over at Sam, “Caleb, you good? Are you good?”

“Yeah, yeah. Just.. in a lot of pain. They practically clipped me.”

“Did you see who it was? Either if you, was it our suspects?” Cody looks between the both of you but you stay silent, tears running down your temples at your eyes fixate on the chandelier hanging above you.

“Masks.. they had black.. ski masks, fuck.” Sam groans and more police and agents rush through, scanning over the whole house.

“Clear!”

“Clear!”

“Got one body up here, female, mid forties!”

“Two men, mid fifties down here!”

“Clear!”

“Clear!”

You turn your head, staring at Sam as your body twitches with your sobs. A woman turns your head, holding pressure to your cheek and you tense up, crying out at the sudden pain flying through your head.

“It’s okay, y/n. I have to do this.” Her tone is soft, “hold still, okay. Are you hurt anywhere else?”

“N-no.. just my face.” You groan, mentally kicking yourself over and over again because you are the only one responsible for dealing with this.

It’s almost like a punishment at this point.

“F-fuck! Fuckfuck!” You slam your foot down onto the floor and when you open your eyes, the chief is standing over you, “What the hell happened?”

——

As you’re explaining what happened while sitting on the back of the ambulance, you see Sam get rolled by on another gurney.

“Is he going to make it?” You point to Sam and the chief nods, “Yeah, he’ll be fine. I’m more worried about you right now. This is the second time you’ve been injured while on this investigation.”

You nod, wincing as you move the ice pack up on your cheek more, “Wrong place at the wrong time, I’m guessing.”

“Yeah, I’ll say.” He sighs, “I think..”

“No, chief. Please don’t pull me out of this.” You beg, “I-I’ll stay at the station, work on stuff there.. please don’t-“

“Station it is. Under supervision of another officer.”

“Can you spare another officer?” You laugh, “We’re already running thin.”

He shrugs, “we’ll make it work. I don’t know. I’m about goddamn sick and tired of these assholes running all over us.”

“I know what you mean.” You mumble, “Well get them. I just..” you sigh, “We need to draw them out some how.”

“What are you thinking?” He tilts his head as he shoves his hands into his pockets.

“I don’t know, it’s kinda hard to think right now.” You blink a few times, “But what if.. what if we.. force everyone into protective custody? Give them no choice?”

“We already tried that, y/n. If they don’t want to leave their homes, then I don’t..” he pauses, “I’ll put in a word to have calls made. If they refuse protective custody then we’ll have no choice but to start making arrests. It’ll be a resisting an officer charge.”

You nod, “I can start doing that. Take me back to the station and I’ll-“

“You need a days rest. You can’t just-“

“I can do this. I want to do this. This is twice now that I’ve been one step behind them. It’s about damn time we get at least one step ahead.”

“Go get checked out at the hospital then come to the station. The only way you’ll touch a phone is if you go be seen first.”

You nod, “I’ll head there right now.”

Chief calls over the emt, “Take her to be seen.”

The emt nods and helps you get into the gurney in the back of the truck and soon you were off to the ER.

——

“Ct came back clear. We’ll give you some pain meds to take home.”

“Actually, I’m going to go check on another one of my agents. He was brought in with a gsw to the right leg. Caleb Golbach.”

The doctor checks his tablet and he nods, “I’ll have a nurse take you over. Go ahead and get dressed.”

You nod, standing up to change out of the hospital gown.

A nurse comes in, leading you over to where Sam is waiting. You give the nurse a smile as she opens the door and you walk in.

As soon as the door is shut, your smile fades, “Are you okay?”

“Just a graze, couple of stitches. Colby’s a good shot.” Sam chuckles, “How are you?”

You roll your eyes, sitting in the chair next to his bed, “I hate to say it, but I think I’ve been worse.”

“Sorry I hit you kinda hard. You’re going to have a bad black eye. Jake isn’t going to be happy with me.”

“Wasn’t this all part of his plan? Hurt me and manipulate me into being a part of whatever the fuck you guys call yourselves?” You look at Sam and he shakes his head, “He..” he sighs, “Look. What we’re doing is good. You know it, I know it.”

“But the Federal bureau of investigations doesn’t think so, and that’s who I am, Sam.”

“If you didn’t think-“

“No, no.” You lean in, “If it was up to me, I’d be long gone, away from this fucking case. And if it wasn’t for you and your gang of vigilantes blackmailing me with shit that could quite literally end my life, I would have dropped out way before-“

“You fucked Jake?”

Your eyes go wide and you slowly lean back, “How do you know that?”

“We know everything that goes in our lives, y/n. Everything.” Sam smirks, “You are safe with us, if I wanted to, I could have killed you right there in that living room. But I didn’t.”

You shake your head, taking a deep breath, “Should have just done everyone the fucking favor.”

“Why? So Jake can kill me for ending the life of someone he loves?” Sam’s words cause you to stop in your tracks and you turn around, “This..” you laugh, “This isn’t love, Sam. Crashing into my car? Having you me with a fucking gun? Standing at the top of the stairs just staring at me after he committed such a violent act?”

“You don’t even know half the shit he’s done for you.” Sam scoffs, “Maybe, next time you see him, ask him about them. I’m sure he’d love to tell you.”

“Tell me what? That he’s keeping me safe by-“

“Jake has never done this. Now he might kill me for saying this, but-“ he laughs, “I don’t really give a fuck.”

“Saying what?” You stare at him and he rests his head back, “Jake doesn’t do the protecting anyone just for the hell of it bit. He fell for you. Hard, and you’re the only person he’s ever told us to be gentle with.”

You shake your head slightly, “I don’t..”

“Jake isn’t a lover, but he is when it comes to you, that’s all I ever see when he talks about you anymore.”

“I don’t believe you.”

He shrugs, “ask him yourself. I’m sure he’s at your house waiting for you.”

“I have to go to the station. I’m making calls to everyone saying that if they don’t go into protective custody, it’s a charge.”

“Go. Home.” Sam stares at you and you swallow, “And what if I don’t?”

He shrugs, “You’ll have to find that out for yourself.”

You look down at the papers in your hand, letting out a sigh before you leave the room. You make your way out to the lobby and sit down.

You rest your forehead in your hand and let out a sigh.

Someone sits down beside you and you look over, freezing when you see Colby.

“Need a ride home?”

You nod and he nods back, “I’ll meet you in the back parking lot.” He gets up and walks away. You look around at the empty lobby and stand up.

You walk out back, looking around. You watch a car pull up and the window goes down just enough for you to see Colby sitting in the drivers seat.

You get in and he quickly starts to drive off.

“Thanks.” You mumble, you eyes glued to the floor.

“Don’t need to thank me. Just doing what the boss says.”

You nod, “Sam.. is going to be fine.. you just grazed him, but you probably already know that.”

“I’m a good shot.”

“So he said.” You look out the window, resting your head back against the headrest, “I have to call the chief, tell him I won’t be in.”

“Good idea.”

You pull your phone out of your pocket and dial the stations number. After a few rings, someone picks up, “Hello, Police department, how may I direct your call?”

“Hi, it’s agent y/l/n, I need to speak with the chief.”

“One moment.”

After a moment of silence, the chief picks up, “Y/n. What’s going on?”

“The doctor said I’m fine, but it’s in my best interests to go home and get some rest. Any more strain could cause more damage.”

“I thought so. I’ll have Cody make the calls. Call me later on and let me know how you’re feeling.”

“Will do, sir. Thanks.” You hang up and look over at Colby, “is he waiting for me?”

He nods, “He is.”

You let out a sigh and sit quietly the whole way home. Colby watches as you get out and as soon as you’re up to your door, he drives off.

You push your door open and Jake is standing straight against, leaning against the wall, “You good?”

“Do I look good?” You snap, turning around to close the door. You spin around, jumping as Jake is now right there, “Fuck.”

His hands gently grip your face, inspecting the wound on your cheek, “I told that motherfucker not to hit you that hard.”

“He already apologized, Jake. I know what I signed up for, I’m good.” You push his hands away and walk over to grab a water, “Got more pain meds.. seems to be the only good thing to come out of whatever the fuck this is.”

You laugh slightly, but Jake doesn’t.

“I never want you to get hurt, ever. It’s just sometimes, y/n. Shit has to happen this way.”

You nod, taking one of your meds, “I get it.”

“I don’t think you do.” He shakes his head, walking around to stand in front of you. You look up at him, “I’m fine. I’m going to go lay down for a little bit, then when I wake up. I’m going to figure out what the fuck is happening.”

“What’s with the police charge bullshit? Was that your idea?”

“I have to make myself look good in front of the chief, Jake.” You raise your brows, “I only said to make it so they can’t back out.”

“And he decided that if they don’t comply.. okay.” He steps back, walking over to look out the window, “I thought I told you to cut things off with Cody.”

“I was assigned to be his partner, it was too late to switch. I told Sam, after what happened, I’m switching partners.” You look down, “I’d drop out of the case if I could.”

“You can’t.”

“Hence why I said if I cou- do you ever really listen to me?”

Jake just stares at you, “You have no idea what I’d do for you.”

“So tell me.” You shrug, “Tell me everything you’ve already done..” you walk over to him, “And just let me love you anyway.”

“Your meds are kicking in already, aren’t they?” He smirks slightly and you shrug, “Does it really matter?”

“I mean, kind of. You’re under the influence, and you’re talking shit. You don’t love me. You don’t want to love me.”

He goes to walk away but you grab him, pulling him back towards you, “You see what I’d do for you. You se what I do for you.”

He stares down at you, his head tilted slightly, “I do.”

“So just-“

His lips crash onto yours and you pull him closer, “Was Sam right?”

“Was Sam right about what?”

“That I’m the only one you ever felt this way about?”

Jake’s body tenses under your touch, “He had no right to tell you about that shit.”

“No, but I’m glad I know. I honestly didn’t believe you at first, but hearing it from your right hand man, or at least..” you laugh slightly, “One of them. I don’t know, I can’t shake the thought that maybe you’re the safest place for me.”

He takes a slow breath, following with a slow exhale as he tucks hair behind your ear, “Come on.” He nods towards the hall, “Let’s get you to bed.”

He guides you to your room, walking over to pull the covers back, “Change. I’ll lay with you until you fall asleep.”

“You won’t be here when I wake up?” You ask as you slowly undress to put on different clothes.

He watches as you change and he shrugs, “Well see.”

You walk over to get into bed, Jake moving to lay next to you. His arms hold you against him and he places a gentle kiss on your head.

You stare at the wall, listening to his heart beat within his chest, “What if..” you shake your head, “Nothing.”

“What, baby?” Jake looks down at you.

You shake your head, “It’s.. crazy..”

“So tell me anyway.” He shrugs as his fingers drag up and down your arm, “Let me hear it.”

“What if we just.. left?”

“Explain, please.”

“What if we just.. left this city. This country?” You look up at him, “You stop killing. I stop being an agent, or anyone really.”

“What do you mean? Like, you just form a new identity?” Jake tilts his head and you nod, “What if I just died?”

His face drops, “I don’t like the sound of that, baby.”

“No, no. I don’t mean- well, if I stay on this path, I’m sure it’ll kill me at some point, but I didn’t mean literally. I don’t mean it like that.”

“You want to fake your own death?”

You nod, “I want to fake my own death.”

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Thank you so much for reading! I love you all so much! Catch you in the next part! 🖤

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[niyalationz]

what in the mother FAWK was bad blood 😭😭

Ok #rant ahead sorru guysies..

(Assuming kayfabe here guys ok ? Ok!)

Wtaf. Wtf. Wtaf. Wtf. Wtaf. Wtf. Wtaf.

1. even if i dont like liv, it's like theyr purposely trying to make her look weak. her whole reign has been about running away and cheating; idgaf if shes a heel. She still needs to PROVE she deserves the title.

2. i hate how this entire feud is all about dominik. Like doesnt rhea have a new man ?? Gtfo.. and the announcers constantly pushing this narrative that rhea still loves him the ENTIRE match was genuinely so annoying like stfu stfd and do ur job ho 😭😭

3. as a huuuuggee rhea fan, i wouldn't of even cared if liv won the match. Because there was nobody to get involved and cost rhea to lose, she was guaranteed to win in a way that would show everyone she can hold her own against anyone and deserves to have that title. She managed perfectly fine without TJD on her side before, so why can't she now?

4. o ya, raquel def fucked the match up. She came in to early, caused the DQ, and still tried to save it. Also, it was so anticlimactic how she came in. She should of had her theme song playing and she should of came out AFTER rhea was hitting dom.

5. this match was so obviously scripted it hurt like wtafff. I know i said 'assuming kayfabe' up there but cmon now. I will NEVER understand why rhea didnt just pin liv right then and there and maybe beat up dominik after. Even if raquel came out after she had pinned liv and beat her up, Rhea would still have the title and at the end of the day that's all that matters.

6. can we pls talk abt jhea? the writers started this like a year ago and are just now adding onto it bcz of the betrayal , but they've already ruined it before it even started. zero interactions two shows in a row (which i do understand the first one,, i wouldnt want my son to watch me wrestling + flirting with another woman that isnt his mother), but BFFR. Not even a behind the scenes of them talking? All we've gotten is them posting stories of one another. Come AWN neow HHH !☠️

7. okay so now were breaking up the terror twins. 💀 idk if triple H is trying to make Liv look weak or just ruin rhea's entire career. these bookings and plot line is ass and they did this w sasha banks tew. Look where she at now 🤷🏽‍♀️ anywayyy,, i dont get WHY they would break them up either. It also sort of ruins damians character and their bond w eachother that wwe has built up for years + the irl bond they have. Damian has sacrificed his own body to protect her, and now he got one win and all of a sudden he needs to go solo and leave a broken up rhea behind? NAW. He would not dew that. If u told last week Damian abt ts he'd slap u silly and knock the mario coins outta u.

8. i lowk stopped watching after that roman and cody match bcz i didnt care to see the rest so idk what all happened after that, so spare me guyss...

9. honestly,, jimmy coming back made me happy as a mf. Holdon let me show yall

10. Do i gaf thats not they names.. nooo not rlly lol haha anwyays

11. am i happy that my baby daddy roman won? Hell ya!

12. am i even happier that he came back for cody? HELLLLL YEEEEAHHHHHHH

13. am i confused at the rock comin back and not saying shit? ..yes

14. but anyways thats js my take on the situation. Maybe it's tew much yapping and not alot of sense behind these words, maybe it's just me seeing the drew vs punk first and expecting SO much more. I was expecting like rhea 2 go dummy crazy on Liv likkke. I wanted to see Rhea 'the bloody eradicator' ripley beatin ho's ass! But anyways i guess not 😭😭

15. i guess this isnt the end of the feud? Idk.. adding raquel into beef that should of just been rhea vs liv was a dumb ass move idc !

16. bye yall 😛

[mrsbluehands]

Night time for the mansion!

Headcanon (x reader)

Creepypasta

Little idea that I wanted to write for a while now. First writing post! Hope it's not too short.

Tw: none

Pronouns: GN

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X-Virus (give him love please)

Quite forgetful. Even if his nighttime routine is as simple as brushing his teeth, he might forget (please remind him for his own good).

Moves in his sleep like a three year old that is learning how to sleep in a real bed for the first time.

I think he sleepwalks whenever he's stressed. Since the rest of the mansion found out, they force Cody to lock his room from the inside during the night. (You wouldn't want to find him half naked in the wood again...)

Putting your arms around him might help a bit, but you could end up being crushed under him in the morning. If that's a sacrifice you are willing to make.

Can totally also end up on the floor or crushing you under him in the morning

But on the good side, Cody's a real cuddly guy. He needs to feel you close to him all the time.

Usually is the one who is completely engulfing you in his arms at night. He adores to know that you are safe with him, but won't say no if you prefer to have his head on your chest and hands in his hair...

Jeff the killer

Blasts music until 2 am like the edgy teen he still is.

Falls asleep whenever. Doesn't matter if the sun is stil beaming outside or if he just woke up from a afternoon power nap. He will sleep no matter what.

Will also eat anything before going to bed. Usually gets hungry at night, but this man can eat a 5 course meal at 3 am. Hearing some noises at night? You'll find him munching on the meatloaf leftover you made. (He likes you cooking what can he says!)

Not really into sleeping and cuddling stuff. Not a light sleeper, but sometimes he wakes up abruptly and he really wouldn't want to scare you off.

Likes to keep a hand on you anyways. Like wrapping his arm around your shoulder or waist. A hand on your stomach or waist.

He's nice to sleep with though! Extra warm (sleeps only in his underwear) his skin is a real radiator.

He really is a nice guy (mostly with you though). If he wakes up before you in the morning, he most probably will, he'll look at you and smile even wider wondering what he did to deserve to have someone as wonderful as you in his life.

BEN drowned

He doesn't need sleep but he likes it. Especially if he can cuddle with you.

He goes to bed whenever he pleases. No nighttime routine or whatever. He just plops on the bed and he's out.

Speaking of going to sleep whenever, he's the type to take naps in the middle of the day.

I like to think that he sleeps like a cat. All curled up on himself and taking so little space that you could probably spend the whole night in the same bed without touching him once.

Always cold even if he's warm to the touch. Please hold him. Only your warmth makes him feel alive again.

In the darkness of the room, he emits a faint green light while his eyes are a vibrant red. Nearly screamed when you slept with him for the first time.

You might wake up without him on your side, but no worries! Since he doesn't feel the need to sleep, he probably just woke up before you and decided to make you a small breakfast ❤️ (terrible at cooking but he tries that's what's important)

Eyeless Jack

Definitely let's you sleep with his hoodie. Wants to make sure you won't be cold even in summer (you never know).

Nocturnal demon. He sleeps with you because he likes the feeling of having you inside his arms to keep you safe.

He's very much probably never going to let you be the big spoon, mostly because there's very little chance that you're bigger than him, but especially because he loves to feel like the big demon that can protect you at all costs.

His skin is hard and weirdly cold to the touch. Hope you don't get cold at night because he's not much of a warm being unlike Jeff.

Since you are so different from him, he like to feel your skin under his touch and to look into your eyes. They feel so lovely when he compares them to his empty sockets.

Not a much of a talker, but don't worry, you will never fall asleep without your goodnight kiss on the forehead.

Does not move. Like not at all. Heck you need to shake him awake in the morning to be sure he's not just dead (well he kind of already is but you get my point...)

Jane

Pretty sleeper. I'm so jealous. She looks like a movie character.

No drooling, no talking, no mumbling... even her hair stays in place. Like how?

She sleeps with a tons of plushies and pillows, you can't change my mind. She especially likes teddy bears, she probably has like 15 of them.

But if you're here with her she will let her plushies go and hug you instead.

If you sleep together, you two will probably not sleep until morning. She loves to talk. Bonus point if you're a good listener!

You like to hold her at night? Go ahead! She gives so much affection to people for sometime she forgets to take care of herself :( (she really is the mom friend)

Expect her to be wide awake when you wake up, she's a real early bird and likes to do chores in the morning. Just like BEN (but it'll taste better) you'll have wonderful breakfast to start the day.

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Hope you enjoyed!