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Transformers ONE Review: Autonomy is the Right of All Sentient Beings (Comissoin for Brotoman.EXE)

Hello all you happy autobots! This reviews one i'm excited for. See I was hoping One would be good: Rise of the Beasts was a disapointment having some good spots (the soundtrack, Anthony Ramos) but falling into the trap of trying to cram 80 tons of plot into two hours while not developing the robot cast enough. I mean it didn't have robotic gay jokes, racisim, robot testicles, or Optimus Prime gleefully murdering people, instead at worst being an asshole, but it didn't quite reach the heights of Bumblebee , not really taking in it's lessons of "less is more" and "Maybe people like characters"

Thankfully Transformers One takes the later to heart: Transformers One succesfully combines the spectacle people want from robots punching each other on the big screen, with a deep and personal character story of two robots who were like brothers whose ideologies drive them apart. One delivers both huge robot spectacle but grounds it in characters you care about. I'm a more casual fan of the franchise, haven't seen g1 , but I can't be happier as a fan of both transformers and animation itself to see this film and hope it does well over time. The first trailer REALLY didn't help but word of mouth probably will.

So while that's the most I can give without spoilers, I invite you to join me under the cut as I dive into WHY this film is so great, it's characters, ambiguities, great design choices, and the mistep or two. let's call him act 1 bumblebee. It's all under the cut with FULL SPOILERS. Seirously the film relies heavily on a twist about halfway in that while experinced fans and those experinced with fiction can probably see coming, though the marketing did a good job not telegraphing it, is still not something I want to be a dick and spoil outright So join me under the cut, till all are one.

What's Old is New:

Transformers One is the first animated transformers movie in decades: While I really CAN'T explain the 90's as Beast Wars seemed super popular when I was a kid, from the 2000's onward Hasbro largely dubbed anime of the transformers, and once we got to the live action films in the late 2000's through the 2010s Paramount made so much money hand over fist with each entry despite being "they gave devistator truck nuts" levels of baffling and "what seems to be standard micheal bay" levels of racist, they likely felt no need to inovate. If the movies are making them enough money to scrooge mcduck every time one comes out, there's no real reason to fight that if your a studio executive. The cartoons could simply take a queue or two from the films, as both animated and prime did and still make them money.

One comes in during this cash flow: looking into it on wikipedia, I genuinely tried looking elsewhere and couldn't find much, One came about after Age of Exctinction, with Parmount setting up a writers room to pitch sequel ideas. The films title animated nature and basic premise as a prequel came from that.. then as far as I can gather sat on the shelf as they still had binload of money.

Then the last knight happened ,an incoherent mess that had Anthony Hopkins have violent sexual tension with C3PO yet did nothing with it, so naturally it failed at the box office. This lead to Bay steping back from the franchise as a director

And lead to One being dusted off after Bumblebee's success. While the live action films continued with the ehtastic Rise of the Beasts and a GI Joe vs Transformers movie on the horizon, it's clear Parmount saw two things: putting all their transforming eggs in one transforming basket probably wasn't the best idea and animation was making bank post spider-verse. So One was dusted off. It just needed a director. Weirdly despite expresssing intrest in doing it Travis Knight, director of Kubo and the Two Strings, Bumblebee and longtime Laika animator, wasn't tapped.

Instead Parmount went with long time pixar animator and Toy Story 4 director Josh Cooley. And cooley ended up being the perfect man for the job: he looked at the script and while he liked the concept he'd been pitched, a prequel focusing on a younger optimus and megatron and their brotherly friendship destegrating into a forever war, he found the script was a bit lighter in tone and wanted to get a tone.

Cooley was a fan of the G1 Cartoon, and in one interview recounted seeing the film as a kid and being blown away by the scope opening on unicron eating a planet. He loved the spectacle of it and wanted to bring that to one, comparing it to epics like ben hur or the tend commandments; big bombastic stories with a very human core, a relationship breaking down at it's core. Cooley also had a great approach to adapting it:he clearly loves the franchise with his reaction to various animators and storyboarders sneaking in their faviorite autobots for cameos simply being

Cooley knew how to adapt the film: honor it's legacy, with plenty of nods to transformers history, but not be beholden to it going for a style that was a mix of g1 astetics but with an art deco sensiblity. Notably his decision not to have orion pax wear the optimus mask a ton was for good reason: instead of just being change for change's sake, it was to let him emote more. It's the same reason Peter Cullen wasn't chosen: Cooley utterly adores cullen but got that this optimus.. isn't him yet. The films about Optimus growing into being a leader and thus needed another tone. More on that later but these interviews gave me even more respect than the film itself already had, showing a man who knew how to adapt something well.

Visually the film is a treat: the animation is done by industrial light and magic, who did the films and who have only done three animated films. To my suprise i'd not only seen them all but one of them wasn't the clone wars. You'd think but no, Lucasfilm outsourced. No instead they did the animation for Rango, also with paramount under nick and Strange Magic, and both films have some impressive animation. I mean the designs for strange magic are questionable, as are a lot of things in that very dumb very fun movie, but it's clear they were just as good at making a fully animated world as they were making animated parts of a live action one. It's been almost a decade since strange magic, but they haven't lost a step.

As a result One looks gorgoeous: we've seen pre war cybertron before, but the big budget means we can see it as a gorgeous gleaming futuristic city with icacon, it' sbucolic surface and it's full glory once the planet is restored at the end. It adds emotoinal weight as the war will likely leave this planet a ravaged cold wreck as usual, but we ge tto see that beauty first. Even with the unlimited budget of comics the cybertron of the idw comics, while not bad looking is a pretty generic city. Here we get a gleaming metropolis that fully takes adantage of the fact some of it's citzens can transform, cramped quarters and mines. It makes cybertron feel truly alive and fils me with the kind of joy and wonder I missed from sci fi. This big colorfulspectacle that dosen't shy away from darker themes or moments, but despite the darkness of it's world, the corruption, the lines, and the tragic destiny that awaits there's a sense of hope. I loved Dune Part 2, still one of my faviorite films of the year and one of the best films i've seen, but it also follows it's characters tragic downfall as he's forced on the path of the chosen one wether he likes it or not and no matter how many genocides he's going to do walking that path. It's nice ot have a thetrical space where you can have a tragic yet hopeful story abotu robots in the same space as a tragic tale of a charsmatic leader's villian origin story. That I can have the kind of fun and thrill I had with star wars before disney decided to make the most pandering film in existance with rise of skywalker and still make no one happy, be a kid again for 90 minutes while still having the intresting stories nd characters that engage me as an adult is nice.

We Were Closer Than Brothers

This quote's been glued to my brain since I first read it in Powers of X, this perfect summation of the disolution of xavier and magento's friendship and why the two were forever at odds. There's a simple gap in who they are, who they want to be that can't be crossed.

And it's that kind of eternally recurring conflict that drives the film. It's one I never realized just how common it is yet so timeless and malleable it's been done a lot. In addition to x-men, both in the comics and the reboot/prequel films, Nartuo and She Ra and the Princess of power both tell the story of two people who are closer than family, but whose lives, egos and core beliefs pull them apart. Granted only one of these takes the obvious route of "and now kiss" but I digress. This is a tale as old as time, the tale of two people who genuinely truly love each other, as family or more. ANd it's one that works really well with these two characters.

This isn't the first version of Transformers to have Optimus and Megatron as former friends: The War for Cybertron Trilogy and Prime both use this idea, as we discussed earlier this month Transformers Cyberverse teased it and the IDW comics i've covered had something close to this: the idea that Pax agress with Megatron that cybertron needs to change and for the better.. but they simply can't agree.

One however gets the time needed to really dig into this: the two aren't just friends.. their best friends. Possibly more but that's left open for interprtation. And in the good way not "QUICK WE NEED TO MAKE THE FILM LESS GAY BECAUSE WE WANT MORE MONEY BECAUSE THAT'S HOW WE THINK THAT'S WORKS. "cooley saw the two as brothers , while it's just as easy to see the two as having feelings for one another. I tend to go towards the latter, with D-16 like he tends to do repressing it and the point being moot by the end as that bridge is burnt beyond recognition.

Transformers One sti feels queer coded, something I noticed pointed out on tv tropes but is hard to ignore once you notice it: it's a story about two young robots one whose proud of who he is and wants to buck the corrupt system they were both born into , the other who keeps his head down and mouth shut, both of whom find out a part of them was kept form them by said system and are allowed to be who they are. It's really not hard to read into that, especailly when the main antagonist is literally stealing a part of who they are. Which is not subtle but the fact a family film is saying this at all and in a way that's hard to ignore is fucking amazing.

Circling back to that first part it's how the two react to the world they live in that defines Pax and D-16 long before they become the bots we all know and love. The world of cybertron is one where a good chunk are seemingly born without cogs, forced to work in mines or other hard labor for hours on end, and all for the glory of their leader Sentinel Prime, played by John Hamm in glorious smarm. The queer coding is hard to tell if it's intentional.. but the film's commentary on how soceites are often built to keep one class, often containg people of color, queer people and others society deems "other", down to profit the rich.

It also shows how those in power create cults of personality: Sentinel gets all this hard work by projecting a show of being this loved glorious figure, going on quests for his people every few days. John Hamm does a damn good job showing just WHY cybertron hangs on his word. In the IDW continuity, Sentinel really didn't hide what a bastard he was beyond what he had to. Here... they all love him and he leaves the dirty work to his minons. They get to bully the lower class and do whatever they please, and he gets the adoration while likely condoning their bullshit because he's just as much of a monster as they are, he just gets to hide it.

It's their reactions to this inequality that define our heroes: Orion is a dreamer. You've seen the type in animation before: he wants a better world, keeps striving and wants his big shot at being someone. But One nicely grounds this: where his now.. is a dangeorus life of mining being bullied constantly and where his heroic act of saving a coworker get shis boss Elita One demoted. It's a world where he can't even look at the past glories of cybertron and it's 13 primes without having to dodge security. Orion senses something is off and that the world can be better. He's an optimist.

What I like though is this isn't without consequence: elita did get demoted and resents him for it, D-16, his best friend, quitely resents him for having to bail him out. He has the heart of Optimus Prime, wanting to try for the best for everybody and wanting to take D-16with him as he gets up in the world... but he lacks the patience he'll gain in time, rushing into things, dragging others with him and generally not thinking before he acts. His actions get a friend demoted and later get him and his best friend sent to the depths.

D-16 on the otherhand.. just wants to keep his head down. Respect authority even if it's unfair, slowly get promoted.. work his way up. The thing is... the system isn't really BUILT to help bots. At most he'll be leading a shift. And while there's nothing wrong with that, as there is in real life blue collar work, he also wants to ignore that there's something.. off with the world. That maybe he dosent' HAVE to be a miner if he dosen't want to or wait centuries to get promoted. He's quick to see the benefits when Pax drags him into thei iacon grand prix.. but just as quick to panic, worrying any slip will get him sent back down. He's resigned that their stuck where they are. And look i'm not saying class disparity is easily sovled in the real world. It's not. But you can still fight for change where you are.

Eventaully though Optimus finds his shot, one that Megatron tries to resisit.. but ultimately can't: what seems to be the matrix. Taking along Elita, who gets dragged along and only agrees if she can arrest their asses if this fails, and B, a bot they find in the depths of waste management, our heroes trek heroically across the planets dangerous surface and duck a quintesson ship.

And the World Screams, Kiss Me Son of God

And it's here.. where the film gets flipped on his head. Now i'll grant the twist isn't super groundbreaking. Having the seemingly nice authority figure turn out to be an asshole is old hat, the film's marketing tried at first to hide the fact Megatron would turn evil till they realized they kinda marketed it bad, it's pretty easy to suspect sentinel. It dosen't help on my end that the previous versions I know are a genocidal racist monster man whose horrible managing of cybertron helped create the decepticons, and a smug prick who needs to be thrown into the sun.

But it works well as Sentinel Prime.. works as a symbol for systemic corruption. The primes were 12 noble people chosen by primus for their character and who ruled justly. Now granted it is iffy having your creator god whose also the planet pick your rulers, but Pax's ascendance later makes it very clear Primus choose not just by destiny but by character. Sentinel claimed he was one and the last survivor after they beat out the quintessons. One's universe uses mostly chunks of the g1 backstory: Primus created transformer kind and became the planet as in the comics, but the Quintessons are still key, just as adversaries rather than a monsterous race that created the transformers as slaves before they rebelled, though still keeping parts of that in spirit. The 13 primes from war for cybertron and prime are added in creating a perfect precursor.

Sentinel however betrayed them, selling them out to the quintessons to become god emperor of cybertron with the mining class born entirely of his own greed, stripping them of their t cogs and indocrinating them. And tha'ts what makes this scary: part of why Sentinel's plan works so well.. is indocrination. To most of Cybertron this is just how things always were. The few people who know gladly keep up the lie. By creating a system he can control, sentinel has guaranteed few will rebel because they have no reason to doubt him. Like any good dictator he's set himself up as the be all end all and as a god unto himself so his people don't question and those like optimus who do are struck down.

Even when Alpha Trion last of the primes played wonderfully by Laurence Fishburne tells them all of this and in a truly beautiful and horrific sequence shows it to them using some dust he controls, only pax and Bumblebee truly digest it. It makes sense for both. Pax has ALWAYS questioned his place in the world so while he's mildly skeptical at worst, for him, someone whose broken into the archives to learn, constantly pushed against the system, finding out "Oh your life is a lie".. is freeing. It's finding out the horrible sytem that hates what you are is wrong. It's where the queer coding comes in finding out no your not wrong.. it's the people who said you not being you were horrible. For Pax this is what he's always wawited for: a mentor who truly respects all he did to get here, a purpose in freeing cybertron, a true world.

For B when we meet him he's spent his life being constantly kicked down rungs for his screw ups, abandoned by Cybertron to it's depths and happy just to have friends. Finding out "oh yeah your leader is a lie and you get to be badass now" is just.. nice. B is just kinda there for the ride. Honestly Bumblebee is just kinda there in the movie. Keegan Michael Key does a great job as the character especially in the second act when he gets to react to the more horrific things going on , but for the first he's just the annoying comic relife. The Badassatron gag gets old FAST and the trailers did not help. The trailers also didn't help focusing entirely on the comedy, which helps offset things and makes the more dramatic and often violent second act work. We get ot know these characters and there world... then see what happens after the curtains lifted and they see what there world always was.

This plays into Elita who i've glanced over, and who dosen't take it well, having to see Sentinel directly selling out to the quintissons to belivie it. Elita did her job, played the system, tried to get out.. and finds out it was rigged the whole time. Elita as we see her is tough, but fair.. wanting to arrest our heroes when they escape to the surface.. but willing to go with them when stranded as if they ARE right she gets what she wants and if their wrong they've agreed to be arrested anyways. Yet when her world turns upside down her response to it is shock.. then acceptance. The world is bad, how can we fix this? She goes with Optimus plan, though dosen't go loyally pointing out it MIGHT not work.. but it's their best option: expose sentinel to the public and hope it turns them.

This... is where D-16 shifts entirely. And his actor Brian Tyree Henry is easily the standout of the cast. No question. We see D-16 as someone who truly belivied in the system and the primes: he's a huge Megatronius Prime fanboy, who in most realities ends up being a tratiorus monster and basically satan.. but here.. is a good person and the strongest of the primes. He respected sentinel, utterly in awe to help him find the matrix, which was said to be lost. So instead he finds out everything he belivied in is a lie and takes it hte hardest: elita was annoyed with the system enough it took light convincing, pax was never for it and B is just happy to be included. But for D... this was everything. This was his LIFE. He rages at Pax for taking them on this adventure, for everything he loved and worshipped being relveaed a lie. Finding out what his life was, or rather what he likely expected it was but refused to admit to himself breaks him.

And that.. unleashes his rage. You get the sense D-16 has a lot of supressed anger: constantly having to tow the line, to clean up after his best friend, to keep his head down.. and finding out it was all for nothing and said friend is the reason he knows this.. unelashes every rage. Every thought he had to keep in every bit of it at once... and he wants Sentinel dead: not brought to justice, not heroically brought down for corruption: DRAGGED THROUGH THE STREETS IN CHAINS TO THE DEPTHS OF THE MINES AND TORN APART. Orion wants justice, he wants revenge.

The film also does a good job not making d-16 just.. evil. He's full of rage, he lashes out at orion.. but you still side with him despite knowing where this angers gonna take him. The system is broken, horrible and nightmarish. Like the IDW megatron, D-16 has EVERY reason to think it needs to burn. Yet you get why Pax wants the softer touch at first: he dosen't care about sentinel fuck that guy but burning it to the ground gets other people caugh tin the fire. Neither is entirley wrong: sentinel probably does need to die, but a brutal execution dosen't help anyone. And as pax can do doing so won't fill the void in his chest. Getting the t-cogs for the literal voids in their chest dosen't either.

The film dosen't entirely stop the lighthearted stuff: We get that great seuqnece form the trailers where our quartet try to transform and end up stuck mid way. It's both a neat idea, as i'ts essentially waking up a whole part of your body you could not use, and fun, based on Cooley's own experinces as a kid where for the more complex transformers they'd end up in a half transformed pile.

But the core is clear... and while the divide between D and Pax deepends as we meet the High Guard

Choked Out

So our heroes are kidnapped by the High Guard, the future decepticons. The High Guard were the primes loyal and noble enforcers but have spent the last however long it's been turned into a rebellion against sentinel, barely scraping by. Granted their also lead by Starscream which has never gone well and there's no giant gun to shoot him with nor volcano to throw him in so their kinda stuck.

I do love Starscream here played by the one and only Steve Buschemi who gets Sceamers smugness and arrogance right while adding in a dash of bloodthirst and class. The High Guard has devovled into a might makes right hellscape. And it's this hellscape.. that finishes creating megatron. I belivie had b had time to process or think , he MIGHT of not become megatron. It's likely why Alpha Trion still trusted him.. though as Brotoman pointed out when we discussed the film it could just as easily be that trion didn't care and wanted D-16 to go on a blood rampage. This still puts him above the G1 version whose only menoring to optimius was bringing him back form the dead like jesus after four robots from the future wondered in.

But the high guard share his views: wanting to burn it down, wanting to use brute force, resenting the rest of cybertron. It's all there. And the high guard are the army he needs to pull off his goals, as he's grown to resent optimus and Bee and Elita are firmly on his side.

So in a fit of Irony it's starscream who helps fully cement the creation of megatron. Megs is annoyed at their postering, doing seemingly nothing and done with their shit. He plans to just fuck off if their not going to do anything. Starscream as usual for him takes this as a challenge. And as usual across space and time megatron's response is exactly as good for starscream as you'd expect.

Megatron fucks him up so bad his VOICE changes. Yeah in this continuity Starscream's whiny voice.. is because megatron choked him out. And Starscream was into it asking for more. Was it a love of violence or is starscream discovering he's a sub?

But it's the point to me where D-16.. is gone. He hasn't turned full villian yet.. but he's found himself surronded by likeminded bots whose reaction to them choking out tehir leader is FUCK YEAH! YOU GET EM MEGS. I grant spending at least a decade around starscream is probably a lot for anyone, but it's still nicely horrifying and I like this barbarian portrayl of the decepticons: that they too started from a good place but having to constantly fight while being seen as traitors and being isoilated casued all their warrior instincts to go to a whole lord of the flies situation.

Megatron dosen't get to bask in his new horde or a nearly destroyed starscream who only lives because Orion is there.. and D makes it VERY clear this won't happen again. The mercy thing. Instead Sentinel kidnaps most of them with only Orion and Elita escaping.

You've Found my Breaking Point, Congradulations

So our two heroes are now seperated.. and while it was clear what path D-16 was on, it's Orion's turn to cement his. Oriion.. is not doing so good

He feels this is all his fault, that his constant diving into stuff hurt people and while before he was able to brush it off, the elita one situation REALLY wasn't his fault, enlisting megatron in the race was an attempt to help them, and even ending up in the cybertron's bowels, he figured Sentinel would come from them. Every reckless action and unintended consequence was just a step up. And he wasn't entirely wrong, his actions were well meaning.. but it's here he finally gets the downside and what makes his earlier character work: that relization that yes, he meant well, yes he wasn't wrong.. but he was still dragging everyone along with him when they kept telling him no and while in the long run, even with what he's about ot become, d-18's better for it, Orion finally gets that he can't just keep assuming people will be better off or he knows what's better.

Granted he takes this as

But Elita has changed. She's seen the good that's happened from it and encourages pax... she also rubs in that she's smarter than him, true, but also that as annoying as he could be to her... he had one thing she didn't, that d-16 didn't... hope. He never gave up, just fell into the system. He never stopped beliving in a better world even after finding out it was a lie. He dosen't try to stop sentinel just because "what else am I going to do" or "revenge" he's doing this because he WANTS a better world for everyone. To lift people up. He dragged d-16 into this not because he was blind, but because he wanted to help him. He wanted them both to see the sun. To build tommorow together. And maybe make out a little. His methods weren't great, but he was always trying to do the right thing.

So with that Pax isn't back to his old self he's better, and thinks out his plan for a second.. and it's a brilliant one, for once not just winging it but thinking it out: they need to take down sentinel. They can't broadcast his misdeeds for now, but they can at least stop him. They dont' have enough of an army as only half the guard escaped, so it's time to split up: Elita will lead the rest of the elite guard to free their captured brethren, Orion will go rally the miners who already trust and look up to him. Shockwave asks "Wait why would I do that" and get sa cup of punch in the face as his answer, while Soundwaves like "eh why the fuck not. " I do love shockwave in this film, he's just a pathetic butt monkey aand sounds like bluster blaster. It's glorious.

Meanwhile Megatron gets some MORE trauma. He refuses to bend the knee for Sentinel. Sentinel's plan is to frame the guard as destrutive rebels and megatron as one. And he has a chilling line I love: "The truth is whatever I say it is: it's the truth and i'ts chilling and Hamm does a fantastic job going from egotistical ass to chilling dictator at the drop of a hat, never dropping the smarm. Sentinel is the perfect vilian for this film: a legit threat and meance.. but also someone clearly there to be the starter villian: someone who unites our heroes at first but gets the fuck out of the way for the emotional climax. It makes the whole 'Oh no the heroes idol is evil" twist we've seen a lot. A lotttt, go down smother as while he's evil enough that his final takedown is satisfying, he's not so menacing or compelling you feel he's wasted. He's just comeplling enough

He's also a massive dick and upon seeing Megatron's sticker, he's been wearing a decal of megatronus, he rips it off.. and fucking BRANDS megatron. Yeah there's.. some racial stuff buried in here that as a white dumbass i'm not qualified to talk about. But it is brutal as hell.

SO while Team Elita crashes a train into a buildling to start the climax, because Elita is the best and I wish I had more to say about her other than she's the most badass one there is and Scarlett Johnasen is having a LOT of fun playing her, Orion goes to inspire a line of cameos. There are a LOT with Ironhide and Arcee being the most prominent.

The Miners are chafing under the strips not helped by Dreadwing, their supervisor and the dickbag who demoted Elita earlier and who in general is a bullying asshat. So naturally Optimus easily deals with him with a punch to the face. It's a nice moment that says a lot with just one punch: Optimus has problems FAR BIGGER than one petty asshole and has grown, literally and metaphorcially past him.

Orion having a t-cog and easily taking out the local bully is enough to get everyone to listen and he gives his first true rousing speech, revealing the truth, admitting they dont' have much reason to belivie him, but beliving ther'es something better.. there has to be and Sentinel has no right ot take it: So with mining equipment and jetpacks, our hero leads the future autobots. AI am a bit iffy about all the autobots being in one group and the decipticons in another, but the sequel could help flesh it out and I get they only had 90 minute sto pack a lot in. One is VERY overstuffed and takes place over maybe two days tops. A lot happens.. but it all feels resonable and well set up: D-16 changes entirely but it's hard to say megatron wasn't lurking under the surfance and a LOT of trauma in less than a day didn't change him. Likewise Optimus and Megatron rising as leaders.. makes perfect sense; The Guard had spent years hiding and stewing and suddenly a new kid comes along with more o fa vision than ducking and weaving and easily chokes out the guy who was likely only leader because he killed a few people who said no to that. He then refuses to bow to sentinel despite knowing what this might means an dkeeps getting up.

Meanwhile Optimus leads not through badassery.. but hope. He puts his dreamer nature to good use and instead of inspiring his troops thorugh violence, inspires them. And because Oriion was already a decent guy who instead of being seen as a weird outcast, was seen as a guy who did what they wished they could, a nice turn of that usual "never accepted weirdo" thing we get, because he was simply a good perosn.. people listen.

So here comes the climax.

Throw My Better Self Overboard, Shoot At Him When He Comes Up for Air

So we get our big climactic battle as our untied rebel forces eat the rich while Elita squares off with Airachnid. I hadn't brought up Airachnid because her plot relevance for most of the movie is to stand around and look menacing, being Sentinel's liutiennt. And I like how they went for something diffrent: true to the name she's part modern helicopter, part spider and usies her spider legs to brutally tear into foes, leaping on them and tearing them to shreds. While the rest of Sentinels mooks, various mass produced drones ala the ones Megatron has in prime, go down easily when fighting Alpha trion she took him down and let sentinel finish him off later because of course he wanted to gloat.

So while the final battle goes down to the two female robots of importance duking it out, it still works as it makes sense: Elita has quickly become the autobots bruiser and Optimus second in command, and Sentinel is busy gloating to his captives. Rather than the cliched "well the women must fight because a man punching her would be too mucH" it feels like a fight between each sides seconds that's also brutal and well done.

Orion however has a plan and while he and an ungreatful B-17 fight Sentinel, who reveals he took Megatronius cog, he has elita grab airachnid as she showed off her creepy camera head before... and thus he realizes she has incriminating footage. So while Bumblbee finds he has knife hands and helps clear the way, our heroes team up.. kinda.

I also have to give it to the fighting here: Something Cooley made sure to include was transforming. In most continuites the transforming is used maybe to ram a fucker and most fighting is as the robots. Here ther'es a lot of transforming in combat: Ariachind uses her alt mode to gain advantage as it can fly nad elita's can't. Sentinel uses his massive jet form's firepower to even the odds before diving back into bot mode. D-16 RAMS into the fucker with his tank mode, uses it frequently for blasting and easily switches back into combat. It's fluid, gorgeous and really takes advantage of the trasnforming to turn every fight into a spectacle.

While D-16 fights Sentinel, Orion inacts his plan: hyjack the radio tower and er.. slam Airachnids face into the console therebye getting the footage he needs.

Sentinel's outed as a bad guy, everythin'gs fine? right? right? Right D-16.. whose inching towards sentinel and... oh... oh no.

So Orion rushes to prevent his friend from doing a murder, whiel Sentinel pathetically crawls away. He begs him not to do this, that this isn't the right way.. but it won't work this time. Pax says the wrong thing: "Don't be like sentinel". He threatnes pax to move and pax instead jumps int he way.. and is shot , barely alive. And thus.. two bots die... D-16 throws Orion Pax into the core of the planet "I'm done saving you". One wanted war, to keep raging forever against a planet that wronged him the other wanted to fix tha tplanet and restore it. In the end it was two roads that simply HAD to diverge but damn do they make it painful. You see just how much these two meant, how much good they acomplished..b ut ultimately B-17 can't let go of his rage and pain.. and he shoudln't.. not entirely. He can still feel hurt and rageful.. but it's in trying to tear the rest of the world down where he failed.

Sometimes the world DOES need to burn, but if you don't think about the people who get hurt, then your in the wrong.

Where You Go Once You Arrive, Where We Go Once We Arrive

The next scene.. is the films best... a truly striking back and forth series of cuts as we see the true ascendance, the birth of megatron and optimus prime given all the gravitas 40 years of stories, conuities and tellings of these two's clash.

Megatron gives a firey horrifying speech as he rips Sentinel in half. The film is unflinching with hit's violence. It did have to cut around things.. but all that did was have cooley let your mind fill in the gaps. For a family film, this is fucking brutal, and it all crecnedoes with a bot getting ripped in half. likely being robots gave them some leeway, but it's still horrifying to see. I don't feel bad for sentinel he fucking deserved it but Megatron giving him a mortal kombat fatality then going on to scream about he's going to burn iacon down, destroy every last person loyal to sentinel to burn the world no matter who gets hurt... it underlines Optimus point. While Sentinel defeintly deserved to die, this dosen't fix anything. This dosen't change iacon for the better, it just replaces a tyrant who made the trains run on time and again deserved his mortal kombat fatality, with one who thinks he's doing the right thing while killing as many people as he has to to do it. Neither version of this is good but Megatron is too blinded by trauma to see that and thus has become something almost as bad as what left.

Thankfully as Megatron rises... so too does another. As he falls into the core, his body dead.... Orion Pax meets the primes, all 12 showing up.. with Alpha Trion himself anointing our hero. This could easily be iffy: chosen one narratives aren't nearly as common these days for a reason and this is the same year where Dune Part 2 showed just how bad that could go based on a book all the way back in the 60s, just taking out the racisim and sexism.

So instead Orion Pax becomes robot jesus this time not because destiny says so.. but simply because he acted well. He acted nobly, selfishless and laid his life down and thus he not only rises from the dead but gets an upgrade: a cool ax ehe does the thor thing with , which had to be intetional, able to take out a hudnered bad guys with swords or at least all three main decipticons with only megatron giving him trouble.

So before our climactic breakup, le'ts talk about primus. Some consider the idea Primus is a two faced prick: he made the matrix of leadership, the source of cybertron's energon in this continuity and why they have to mine without it, not feel so good and go away into dust robbing sentinel of it.

Me... I think it wasn't the smartest move given Sentinel then created a slave race to do the job and it didn't really stop him.. but my take is that it was all primus COULD do. Primus did create the primes to guard cybertron, but that was right after becoming the planet and space god. My honest interpretation, one backed up by talking to brotoman is that primus isn't as fully cognizant without the matrix. In the war for cybertron duology, Primus created the matrix as a way for it to be with the rest of cybertron kind as it really coudln't commuincate outside it's core. If eel that's the same here: that it can only do so much and without the matrix as a conduit, all it could do was thrash blindly, hence the storms of the surface and the mines shifting horribly. THe mines woul dbe closer to cybertrons core, giving him more dexterity. Prime fell directly into a shaft leading down int oCybertron's bowels and into it's core, which gave Primus a chance to look him over, see what he did. If you notice primus doesn't even talk directly. He has to use alpha trion's ghost. Primus transformation into cybertron likely put him beyond most cybertronians and unlike say Unicron if he shows up, please let him show up, he can't go back and forth.

Now that's just my interpretation but it's something I like about the film: the world's well built and set up.. but it dosen't explain everything. It leaves some ambguity: where the primes as perfect as they seemed or was sentinel right to resent them, even if

Did Alpha Trion know the risks he was unleashing with megatron? We don't know, and tha'ts okay. And yes the sequels probably will clear some of this up if we get them, but it's still something really neat to think about.

For now we get an awesome fight with Optimus ending the thing by slicing Megatron's fusion canon. He commands him to leave: he tried to conquer cybertron, killed a man and broke Optimus' heart in the process. Megatron bitterly leaves setting up a sequel that please please please god let us have some form of sequel, and takes the gaurd with him.

This leaves optimus in charge, and their paths set: Optimus turns the miners into the autobots and gives them their cogs back, restoring cybertron.. and Megatron... brands his new peeps the decepticons. THey are not being being decieved and they will open cybertrons eyes and close optimus'. It's a truly painful but well done ending with both rising : Optimus prepares to hold off the quintsions.. and Megatron prepares to do what he planned to do in the first plac.e. burn it down. They were close but now... the war begins.

The One and Only One

Transformers One is a masterpiece, well worth a look in theaters. I'ts a feast ofr the eyes. But it's it' semotinal core that makes it: following two young men as one goes from reckless dreamer to real leader, with his voice lowering the right octaves, and the other going from a stickler for the rules to a radical planning to kill as many people as he has to to save cybertron from hitself. One is a heartfelt epic, with eye popping colors, great social commentary and a hell of an emotional core. This is the best of the transformers films i've seen, probably not a stretch to say the best given it lacks robot testicles or a man waving around a piece of paper saying he can fuck teenagers, but still a truly great film I hope Paramount gives a sequel even if it dosen't do gangbusters. In a year with maybe three animated films i've wanted to see theatrically, this was a welcome treat and is one of the best transformers stories. Go see it, thanks for reading and remmeber you can win if you dare.

[credince--writes]

Baseball, a babysitter, and the box under the baseboards.

Summary:

They're happy. Their families are thriving and Keegan and Roach are finally healed and happy. The newest addition to their family- Elle, has been a godsend in taking care of their youngest Logan. As time progresses, and she becomes more intertwined with family she takes a step forward to put one last demon to rest.

A/N:

This is a fanfiction of a fanfic, for those of you (with great taste) who have read the Soldiers Eyes series, specifically the last part- All the Good Things. This is a super self-indulgent fic I wrote of what I thought would happen later. Au of an Au of an Au type deal. Just a one-and-done, there will be no extension to this.

Words: 23,445

Status: Unedited

Tags:

The Dove isn't dead, yet. - Gore - Child Loss - Angst- Torture - Happy Ending - Keegan P. Russ - Omegaverse (Kinda) - A/B/O Dynamics - Simon Riley x John Mactavish - Keegan P. Russ x Gary Sanderson - This is fucked up - hunting - death of animals - explicit depictions of violence

Balls: Fat

[therandompagesblog]

SKZ Pack Chapter 17

Trigger Warnings: Violence, angst

Minho and Jeongin walked through the woods until they reached a large compound that was enclosed around a wooden fence, except the entrance exit had a gate. It was eerie the compound they fell upon. It smelt like prison fumes. Minho and Jeongin felt sick to their stomachs as they took in their surroundings. They couldn't believe their mate was brought up here. Seungmin's statement before was an understatement it wasn't a breeding farm it was a prison of exploitation. No wonder Y/N didn't know how to be an omega. The omegas looked as if they were mistreated and abused here. The two wolves swore to themselves when they returned they would embrace their mate tightly and promise no harm would ever come to her. They were disgusted. There was an obscene amount of alphas around the compound who sat around doing nothing while the betas did their chores.

As soon as they reached the gate, they saw two beta's guarding the entrance. They were skinny, if not underfed, by the looks of it. The one on the left looked bored as if this was something he did on a daily basis until their alpha or head alpha dismissed them. "Who goes there? What do you want?" The male beta on the right questioned as he stalked closer, backing up when he smelled an alpha. He was unsure, uncertain. The other male beta looked nervous too. "We're here to see Omega Joshua. My name's Jeongin and I come from Straykids. Minho hyung here is an elder from Wolfgang and Wraithwood territory." Jeongin projected strong alpharism despite his minor nerves that were starting to bubble up. "Go and get Alpha Jackson. It's his son." The beta on the right ordered, causing Minho and Jeongin to look at each other nervously, they hadn't expected to encounter the head alpha but it does make sense. They wouldn't directly get an omega to speak to an unannounced alpha and elder, let alone be alone with them. "What is this Keegan?" A hoarse voice called out. Jeongin and Minho guessed this was Jackson. "They wanted to speak to Joshua!?" The beta named Keegan answered.

Jackson the head alpha was tall and very muscular. He had tattoos all up his arms and across his chest. His hair was dark brown like Y/N's but there wasn't much a resemblance there. Jackson stood tall as he looked at the two wolves. Minho had to hold his breath as he looked back at him. He had come across Jackson before and found him a bit of a problem. "Why do you want to see my son Josh? What is the meaning of this?" Jackson asked as he puffed his chest, trying to appear more threatening, but he wasn't. He looked like Changbin at the gym who tried to make himself look scary. It was laughable. "Your son is being accused of stalking my pack and sending my mate a threatening letter. We wanted to clarify before proceeding further so we wanted to discuss it with him." Jeongin answered firmly, accusing his son but also not accusing him. Jackson laughed and shook his head in response to the accusations. "Josh doesn't go out. I know that because he's with Alpha San all the time." Jackson laughed. "Bring him here boys. Apparently he's a stalker now."

Minho and Jeongin looked at each other confused but kept their cool. They weren't fully accusing him but they wanted to be certain before bringing Chan the bad news. Chan wasn't aware it was a 'Joshua' stalking his mate but what he did know was Seungmin was close to dragging him back here. "Come here, boy. Do you know them?" Jackson called out as he pushed a tall lanky omega in front of him. He looked like Y/N. He even had grey eyes too. "No. Why? Have I done something?" Joshua asked nervously. Minho sniffed him out and realised he was telling the truth. They felt awful to accuse an older brother Y/N asked dearly, but they couldn't understand why Chan's uncle wanted Y/N. "No. We apologise. We mistook you." Minho answered. "An elder getting something wrong. That's a first." Jackson laughed. "Who is this unlucky mate of yours? What's her name." "Y/N L/N." Jeongin stated plainly. "WHAT!?" Jackson shouted causing Joshua to shudder. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "She's with Hongjoong." "Maybe you haven't heard the news recently. Hongjoong is dead and Wooyoung has been banished with the rest of Ateez. Y/N is Straykids' soul mate." Jeongin answered coldly as Jackson stepped forward gripping hold of Jeongin by the collar but Jeongin did not care. He knew Jackson didn't care about his daughter. She was sold off because he wanted an Apex. This man in front of Jeongin knew she would be forced to the same proclamation. "How is my sister? Is she hurt?" Joshua asked as he tried to release his father's hand. "Did they hurt her, before you?" "Y/N was ill-treated before we found her. She has been nothing but spoilt with us. I promise we all love her very much." Minho promised earnestly.

Joshua smiled, tears threatening to spill as he thought about his baby sister suffering abuse. He couldn't think about her in that way. "I'm sure Ateez treated her well-" "You lie father. You sold her off because of that fraud. Because some man called Joshua told you, you would have an Apex but it failed. You thought your daughter could conceive one." Joshua shouted as he ripped his father off earning him a slap across the face. Minho went to intervene but Jeongin stopped him. They shouldn't intervene with another pack's discipline but Minho didn't want to see his mate's brother beaten. "You speak too many words boy!" Jackson shouted. "Wait. Joshua?! Is his name Joshua Bahng?" Jeongin asked. "You know him as well?!" Jackson asked. "We've heard of him as being a problem. We don't know much about him." Minho quickly intervened. They needed to keep it a secret that they were involved with someone like him. "He is a fraud. He pretends he's this high Nobel seer who can see things and connections. All he did was nearly cost me my pack." Jackson growled. "If you have nothing more then leave." "Thank you for your time," Jeongin said coldly, giving a blank smile. "Please tell me sister I love her. Tell her I hope she's happy." Joshua begged. "We will," Jeongin promised as they watched the wolves go back through the gate leaving the two out alone in the cold air.

The two of them walked silently back through the woods heading through Wraithwood to get to Wolfgang. They were silent but their thoughts were loud as they thought about what they had heard. If it truly was Joshua Bahng then they were in trouble and it made the two of them nervous. "What the fuck." Minho breathed out. It was a rarity to hear him swear. "I don't even know what to say." Jeongin sighed as they reached the clearing. "All I can say is, I want Chan and Y/N well away from him." "Agreed," Minho said. "I wonder who's cooking dinner?" Jeongin thought out loud causing Minho to cringe. "I hope it's Y/N or Felix. The others better not touch a pot." Minho growled out, walking faster to get home.

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[rodolfoparras]

RODOLFOPARRAS MASTERLIST

MDNI, 18+

♚ Top Male reader ♔ Bottom Male Reader 🎲 Gender Neutral Reader ♞, verse male reader

🎲 ♚ GN but suitable for top male reader 🎲 ♔ GN but suitable for bottom male reader 🎲 ♞ GN but suitable for a verse male reader

HEADCANONS

König w/ a size kink | x ♚

CONTENT TAGS: SIZE KINK, DEGRADATION, BLOWJOBS, RIDING, KÖNIG W/ A SMALL COCK, SEX TOYS, MIRROR SEX, SDH

Sex w/ Gaz | i, ii, iii, iiii♚

CONTENT TAGS: MENTIONS OF BLOW JOBS, CUM PLAY, MENTIONS OF FACIALS, SPITPLAY, BALL GAGS, ROUGH SEX, BREATH PLAY, RIMMING, POWER DYNAMICS, MIRROR SEX, FACIALS, HOMEMADE MOVIES, BRAT!GAZ, FTM!GAZ, NIPPLE PIERCINGS, SLIGHT EXHIBITIONISM, DRUNK SEX, POSSESSIVENESS KINK, BRAT TAMING, HAND JOBS, WATERSPORTS, SENSORY DEPRAVATION, THREESOMES

DRABBLES

In which you and Keegan get up to some fun of your own while at work x| ♚

SPITBALLS

What it would be like…. Rimming w/ Gaz while he sleeps x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: SOMNOPHILIA, RIMMING

What it would be like…. rimming w/ Gaz x | 🎲

CONTENT TAGS: RIMMING

What it would be like…sex w/ Gaz while he wears nothing but…. x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: JEALOUS!GAZ

What it would be like…. free user reader w/TF141….x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: THREESOME, OVERSTIMULATION, FREE USE

What it would be like… alpha reader w/omega TF141…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: A/B/O, POSSESSIVENESS, EXHIBITIONISM

What it would be like… barrack bunny reader w/ TF141…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: OVERSTIMULATION

What it would be like…dating barrack bunny Soap…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: WRITTEN DEGRADATION, BJOBS, FOURSOMES

What it would be like… Rodolfo w/ a high sex drive… i, ii | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: OVERSTIMULATION, GUIDED MASTURBATION, USE OF TOYS, ORALSEX, COCKWARMING, SCENT KINK

What it would be like…Ghost as a dad…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: BREEDING KINK

What it would be like… baby trapping w/ Graves…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: BREEDING KINK, ATTEMPTED BABY TRAPPING

What it would be like… baby trapping w/ Gaz…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: BABY TRAPPING

What it would be like… Alex w/ a mommy kink…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: MOMMY KINK

What it would be like…secret relationship w/ Alex…x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: JEALOUSY, RIDING

SERIES

Thinking about…

Thinking about all the times you’ve made Ghost cry x | ♚

Thinking about how Alejandro is the type to tease you for your weapon of choice x | 🎲

Thinking about how Soap would never outright confess that he likes you x | 🎲

Thinking about being in a Polyamorous relationship with Ghost and Soap x | ♔ 🎲

Thinking about how sex with Soap is absolutely ridiculous (in the best way possible) x 🎲

Thinking about old Soap and new Soap x | ♚

ONE SHOTS

Remedial Work x

There seems to be a consensus among your classmates at the police academy that you and Leon don’t get along. However, they couldn’t be more wrong. | ♚

MISC

Soap Alphabet x | ♞

SPITBALLS

What it would be like… titty fucking Peter x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: TITTY FUCKING

What it would be like…… Miguel with a breeding kink x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: BREEDING KINK, BULGE KINK, LACTATION KINK

What it would be like… Miguel during spider mating season x | ♚

CONTENT TAGS: MIGUEL W/ TRAITS OF A SPIDER, INAPPROPRIATE USE OF WEBS

DRABBLES

In which you and Spot try something new….x | ♚

SERIES

Thinking about Miguel and the kinks he likes to indulge in x | ♚ 🎲

Thinking about The Spot and the kinks he likes to indulge in x | ♔ 🎲

Thinking about all the ways you can be intimate with The Spot x | 🎲 ♔

Thinking of all the ways you can be intimate with The Spot x | 🎲 ♚

Thinking about Noir and the kinks he likes to indulge in x | ♚

ONE SHOTS

Finish line x

In which Peter learns that a little bit of encouragement goes a long way | ♚

Color show x

In which Noir wants to learn about colors and you’re more than happy to help | ♚

Laundry day x

In which Peter discovers some unusual perks with laundry day | ♚

Detective’s work x

In which Noir tries to keep you off the streets and you try to keep him inside the sheets | ♚

Workload x

In which you find ways to spend time with your boyfriend Miguel even though he’s busy| ♚

One More Time x

In which both Peter and you learn that one more time doesn’t always mean one more time | ♚

Pillow Talk x

In which Peter, a married man, gets off to the thought of being with someone other than his spouse | ♚

Lights, camera, action x

In which you make it your personal mission to ruin Noir’s career by fucking him | ♚

ONE SHOTS

Nothing compares x

In which it’s your first time with Eddie | ♚

Brainrots, fic ideas, nsfw discussion about characters and hc discussions with my lovely anonies, mutuals and followers x

[ghostlythunderbird]

The Pack ~ Boiling Point

Pairings: Alpha!König, Alpha!Simon “Ghost” Riley, Alpha!Keegan P. Russ X Omega!Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Minors/Ageless Blogs DNI, Omegaverse, Ghost and Keegan being really mean, Mentions of domestic abuse and Omega Rehab camps, Angst, König being a sweet cinnamon roll at the end

Words: 3,225

Author’s Notes: Please do not repost, edit, or translate my work. This blog and all content will be marked 18+ even if there is no NSFW content, if you are underage or have no age I don't want to deal with you. So sorry for the long time to update, life has been a little busy and rough to say the least. I do hope you guys enjoy!

Summary: A Month has passed since you first moved in. But it seems like Ghost and Keegan still want nothing to do with you. It eventually creates tension between everyone, and one small argument caused the eruption of the tension that has built up for so long.

It had been almost a month since your introduction to this odd pack of alphas, and why did it seem that the other two alphas in the house still seem to avoid you at all costs completely? It was beginning to make your skin crawl, especially when there were times that they would purposely get on your nerves so much that you wanted to just go off on them for being such idiots. Simon, well he hadn't spoken to you since the suppressants argument. It only seemed to create this invisible divide between you and the two phantom-like alphas; the only person who seemed to try and make you feel somewhat welcomed was König, and the poor apex seemed to be at his wit's end with the unnecessary tension between everyone. And to think all this started over a small argument about Suppressants.

Everything had been fine for the first two weeks between your new pack, although Keegan and Simon never seeked you out as often as König did. The apex was a massive sweetheart for someone his size, but he seemed to have been trying his best not to upset any of you, especially when the arguments began to ensue between everyone else. Of course, the man didn't really have a choice when he was working so hard to help in the overall adjustment to everyone's lives. You had tried to appeal to the alphas, providing food and comfort when distressed, but they hardly even gave you any appreciation for your efforts. You started to understand that these alphas were rough around the edges, but even this was a bit extreme. Your inner omega cried at the thought that these alphas assigned to care for and protect her only seemed to shun her.

König tried to comfort you during those times, never getting too close to the nest you've built but staying near enough to whisper sweet nothings to calm your omega. Once he was sure you had drifted off to a peaceful slumber, His inner apex had him searching for the others in the house to give them a stern talking to. He had barely crossed the bedroom threshold before catching the two alphas getting ready for bed; something in him snapped at that moment, watching them getting ready for bed as if they didn't have to soothe their crying omega by themselves. He towered in the doorframe, staring at them with an authoritative glare. "Why do you continue to treat our omega like that?" he spoke as he moved to shut the door to the bedroom behind him. Enclosing all the alphas in with each other.

Keegan paused before looking towards the apex, who was now looking at the ground and his fists drawn up tight against his sides. While Keegan wasn't blind to how aggressive Konig could be on the battlefield, this was a rare time Konig's anger showed at home. But while Keegan had paused to listen to the apex, Simon continued while tugging his shirt over his head. Never once stopping to look towards the apex, who looked like he was preparing for a war in this small room. "What are you on about, König?" he questioned as he threw the shirt onto the bed, sitting down on the edge. "I'm not treating her like anything, I just keep to myself."

"Keep to yourself?!?!" König bellowed at the top of his lungs as he stepped toward the blonde alpha.

"How is keeping to yourself helping in this situation right now? It isn't helping with our Omega crying her heart out two doors away from you because half of her supposed "pack" doesn't even stay in the same room as her!" The words flew from the apex's mouth before he could stop himself. There was silence between the three alphas as they stared at each other; Simon even took a step back into the corner of the bedroom, his breathing starting to pick up slightly. Keegan stood up straight as he spoke next. "I don't want her to feel any more alienated than she already is. Just at least show her you aren't a cruel-hearted bastard."

Nothing was said between the alphas as they knew saying anything wrong would surely set off the apex's ever-growing anger. With a final glance towards Keegan, König opened the bedroom door to leave for his own room to turn in for the night. The apex couldn't help but feel drained after the overall confrontation. He knew Ghost and Keegan were wary of having an omega around in their den. But was it wishful thinking that König wanted them to accept the sweet little omega who was graced to them, to cherish her and be doting alphas like they were expected to be?

With a fleeting glance towards your door, König released a breath of air, silently hoping you didn't hear his outburst only moments ago. He didn't want you to be upset again; your tears felt like swords in his heart. No omega should cry because their alphas have no idea what they're doing. The apex retreated towards his room to gather his thoughts and hopefully get some semblance of sleep.

As he lay down on his massive bed, he stared up towards the ceiling giving a silent plea before closing his eyes for the dreamless slumber to take over his mind.

'Please let this all work out soon,' He prayed.

~~~~~~~~

Those words only seemed to mock König now as he was caught in between a heated argument, All centering around you.

The very thing that started the entire argument? A single bottle of Omega heat suppressants that Ghost had found when he was bringing in some washed blankets to give to your nest.

The air was tense as Ghost stood before you, almost standing right over you as he held up the bottle. "What in the fuck is this supposed to be!?" Ghost yelled as he pointed the bottle in your direction, anger radiating through his body like a bright sun. As much as he hated having to ask the question, it needed to be asked. You flinched slightly under his angry stare, unable to meet his gaze as he stared down at you. "Well, Omega? Are you even going to try and explain yourself?" Ghost inquired harshly as he still held the bottle of heat suppressants.

"Um..." you stammered out, unsure what to say to calm him down. "It's um..." You took a few steps back towards the wall, but Ghost only followed you; almost backing you completely into the corner. He remained so close to you that if you moved one inch closer, you would've been pressed up against him. You had no idea why he was so hostile towards you, but you could tell he was extremely annoyed. Why is he trying to get you to explain yourself after he never spoke more than a single sentence to you the entire time you've been here? If anything, he avoided you the entire time you were there, unless he was forced to speak to you. And for someone who avoided conversation with others, he sure wasn't avoiding this one.

He pushed you harder into the wall as he brought the bottle to your face. "I thought that these fucking things weren't supposed to be taken anymore when we were assigned. Are you that fucking dumb just to throw out what we all agreed on?!?" His harsh voice trailed off after that last word as he removed the bottle from your face; glancing at the label before tossing it into the trash can near the doorway. Watching as the last thing you had control over being tossed aside by this alpha, Your Omega reared her head. You couldn't stop yourself as you turned back to the alpha and let out a deep growl; the embarrassment was washed away in mere seconds to an unbridled anger. "What WE agreed on?!? Since when did I get a say in this fucked up ordeal?!" You pressed as you slid away from Ghost and towards the center of the living room where Keegan and König hadn't strayed from the couch. Taking a deep breath, you felt your fists balling at your sides as you tried to contain your rage.

Before either of the other two could reply, You had turned back to Ghost. The fire in your eyes had never glowed that color before but better now than never. "I never agreed to anything, for your information, so I apologize if I wasn't informed that I was to stop taking something I've been given since I presented." The air around you was dangerous, daring the alphas in the room to say one more thing to set you off worse than before. But now it only invited Keegan to interject himself between you and Ghost. “We all agreed not to use any sort of medications that could alter our regular cycles; how did you skip over that part?” He spoke. The apex beside him looked towards him; giving him a small glare that gave the silent words ‘Behave’

"Uh, once again, I never fucking agreed to shit. I didn't realize using suppressants was such a horrible fucking thing now that Im packed." Keegan continued, “You must have forgotten that you came here to adapt to us and not the other way around, right?” The alpha moved to stand finally. Konig doing the same in case he had to intervene. "Look, getting upset isn't going to solve anything. Let's just take a breath first," The Apex pleaded. However, Ghost had other ideas "No, I'm not done; you need to quit protecting her, Konig. She needs to answer why she is still taking fucking suppressants!" Ghost exclaimed.

This was the straw that broke the camel's back, you looking towards the blonde alpha. "Just because you are my assigned alphas doesn't mean you can throw out how I feel or decide what I can or can't do!" The room was silent after you spoke; none of the alphas moved or even attempted to speak for a short time.

"God, if I knew how much of a handful you were, I never would have fucking agreed to this." The hurtful words spewed out of Keegan's mouth before Ghost or König could stop him. Those words made you bristle, your teeth clenching before slowly turning to face the dark-haired alpha feet from where you stood. "Oh, you think you're angry because you agreed to mate with someone you don't know? How do you think I feel, being forced into a contract with not just one but THREE alphas I've never met!" Tears began to collect in your eyes as you tried to keep your gaze on Keegan.

 "At least you had a choice! Do you wanna know how it went for me? I was forced out of the only home I ever knew, only to be paired with three alphas, who, mind you appear to have NO experience being around an Omega whatsoever! Only to be locked in their knots and treated like a goddamn broodmare for the rest of my life." 

Tears began to run down your cheeks as your throat tightened, beginning to choke your words. "I wanted to live a normal life just like everyone else on this godforsaken planet, but no, I was told to sit down, shut up and be a 'Good lil' Omega'. Just because of what I presented as!" Those words made your skin crawl, and your alphas seemed to share the same sentiment. König's gaze dropped to the floor before shifting his body away from you, his scent becoming sour. The tension in the room continued to increase as your rant began its downhill slide.

"The only person here that's made me somewhat comfortable in this fucking house is Konig; you and Ghost have given me NOTHING. You've done nothing but criticize everything I've done since I got here, and you dare to say that YOU'RE upset over this arrangement?" A growl brewed in your throat. If your dam heard you right now, she'd die on the spot, saying it was Un-Omegalike. None of the alphas could meet your tearful stare; not even the battle-hardened Ghost could look at you. It only solidified that these alphas, ones you were supposed to bond with, didn't fully understand how you felt during this rough change. It had to take you completely going off on them for them to even get a glimpse of what you've had to deal with since day one after presenting as an omega.

You couldn't stand to be around them anymore; the need to return to your room, to your nest, was steadily becoming overwhelming. Swiftly turning on your heel, you began to leave the living room. The alpha's head snapped back to your frame as you walked away. The skull-faced alpha took a step past Keegan. "Love wai-." As you spun around to face him, your speed was near enough to snap anyone's neck. "Don't. You. Dare. Say that. After everything, you don't get to call me that; I can't fucking be in here with any of you right now. Just leave me the hell alone" The snarl left your lips was deadly.

The air was stagnant once you turned around and left.

However, it was swarmed with an enraged apex scent; the smell was sour yet made it feel like you were choking on a Carolina reaper once your form had disappeared up the stairs. Ghost and Keegan ducked their heads as they looked toward König; the apex was livid. Chest heaving in anger, fists drawn up tight, soon turning white from the pressure. In mere seconds his head snapped towards the two alphas, closing in on them; he soon laid his hands on the scruff of their necks and pushed them to sit on the couch before him.

There was a strong growl coming from his throat. "Tell me what in the fuck you think you're doing? After everything that has happened, do you really think it was alright to do that?" An enraged roar erupted from him. If the talk a few nights ago was him angry, now he was more than livid. "After everything, you decide to go through her things instead of us talking about this as a pack. Your best plan of action was to fucking corner her about it?!? Do you even realize that this could make her not ever trust us?" The apex was near breathless as he emptied his lungs, screaming at the two alphas who ducked their heads submissively. "Do you understand what that would cause? She would be taken away from us forever to be either put in a fucking omega camp or reassigned to someone much worse! Not only that, we would never be allowed to have an omega ever again, Im not about to lose my only chance of having a happy omega and pups just because you two are absolute shit at showing your emotions." König snarled as he ran a hand through his hair. His apex wanted to stay and set the two alphas in front of him straight, but he knew his omega needed his comfort even if she didn't want it right now. "You two need to figure yourselves out before something even worse happens." He sighed as he withdrew before leaving the stunned alphas, soon treading softly to follow the path you had taken only minutes prior.

~~~~~~~

Your sour scent was just beginning to leak past your door; it made his apex whine, 'How had it gotten this far so quick'. Bringing up a fist, the apex knocked softly on your door, soon listening for your voice to either allow him in or to tell him to fuck off. For a few moments, nothing was said; no movement was made by either side. Finally, your voice cracked through the silence, quiet tears leaking from your eyes. You weakly replied, "Come in...please?" He obliged, soon pushing the door open and entering your room. The sight he was greeted with was absolutely heartbreaking. In the midst of blankets and pillows, you lay in your rather massive nest, your back to the door as he caught sight of you holding a pillow close to you. One that he had realized was Keegan's; it was drowned in his scent when he had first given it to you. But now it was overwhelmed by your own scent.

König approached the nest cautiously, not wanting to startle you in such a vulnerable state. "(Y/N)?" The apex cooed quietly. You finally turned to acknowledge him; you couldn't hide the tears or the roughness in your throat. "Alpha......why do they hate me so much." You sniffled. Konig moved to sit near the edge of the nest at your words, "Oh (Y/N), my sweet omega; they don't hate you. They just.....have a hard time showing their emotions, Mein schönes Mädchen." His voice rumbled. It was soothing. The way he spoke to you always made you feel special. Wanted even. "I know you didn't want us to find out you were still taking suppressants, but why did you have to hide it from us? From me?" The apex questioned. To be completely fair, you didn't have a full answer, but he deserved an answer, at least.

After a long pause, you decided to continue, although your voice remained soft. "I-I had thought about letting you guys know. I figured since the pills helped me calm down and made my life easier, it wasn't hurting anything to keep taking them. I just didn't know how." Your voice trembled softly as tears began to well up again. It pained König to know you didn't feel safe enough to tell them about this; he couldn't help but feel like he had failed you somehow. The apex didn't see you move until you had reached for his hand; looking at it, he instantly intertwined his fingers with yours. The contact seemed to soothe you slightly, but you wanted more; scooting further into the nest, you pulled on König's hand. gently guiding him into your nest.

Sitting next to you, König stroked your forehead with his thumb. Even though he had only been in the nest for less than five minutes, he could already tell you were feeling much better. He leaned in, pressing his nose against your shoulder as he pulled up into his embrace. His inner apex was howling in joy; to be the first one into his omegas nest and to even be allowed into a nest, in general, made him dizzy. "Don't worry, my sweet omega; they will come around. Just be patient with them; we have never been able to have any of this for most of our lives. But I know they will figure it out." König spoke softly as he started to run a hand through your hair to soothe you.

The only reaction he received from you was a small purr of contentment as you relaxed in his hold; sensing you were finally worn out, König moved to lay down with you tangled in his embrace. Surprisingly sleep found him sooner than it ever had before.

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TASK FORCE: STALKER

Chapter Two: Drowning

(Keegan x F!Reader)

Word Count: 5.9k

About: Returning from battle, Alpha 4 is put on bed rest after her injury, facing a particular struggle when it comes to water. 

TWs: PTSD, depression, panic attacks, slight description of surgery, possible typos

Note: Here's the second chap! As always if you would like to be added to the tag list, let me know!

Chapter One

There were countless times you had been happy to be back at home base, but being stuck there was something you simply detested.

Your shoulder had been patched up, all the while you had been scolded by the nurse as soon as you walked into the office. You’d kept your mouth shut on the ride home, not caring to draw attention to a temporary issue as the temperament of the entire team was terribly bruised.

You’d considered being vocal about your injury; sitting and having nothing to distract you had truly awakened the beast and it felt as though your arm had its own heartbeat, but each and every scenario you cooked up in your head all ended in someone being angry that you dared to distract from their grievances because you hadn’t been careful while fighting. 

So, instead, you heard the scolding from the nurse. 

The removal of the bullet was torturous and you were sure the woman was being heavy handed with the intent of teaching you a lesson. Your fault for shrugging off her request to jab a needle into your arm, you supposed. What you intended to be a quick fix, however, turned into something worse as she retrieved only a small piece.

You stared at it with dull eyes. 

‘It’s broke, isn't it?’ 

That was how you ended up with your arm in a sling and a bandage around your arm, your head spinning from the anaesthetic as you listened to one of the bases doctors standing at the edge of the cot rambling on about how you were required to take time off to ensure you didn’t do any further damage to your shoulder. All of his words went in one ear and right out of the other as you were left nauseous as the anaesthetic swirled around your veins, swallowing back the overwhelming urge to vomit. 

He left the room soon after, leaving you lying in your bed alone with your head pressed into your pillow. You felt filthy — knew it for a fact as you hadn’t even been able to shower properly before you were dragged into surgery for your shoulder. Had you been any more stubborn, you were more than sure the nurse would have dragged you to the doctor’s office by your ear.

Sinking into the mattress, you closed your eyes, letting out a short sigh as you contemplated the disastrous happenings of the mission. A squad gone just like that, the leader of that task force falling out of the helicopter and being swept away by the current… and, you supposed you also had to think about the fact that you had almost died. 

Being in the moment, you’d found that you never had the moment to consider the very real fact that you could have drowned. The fear you felt on the end was unmatched to anything you had ever felt. There and then you would have chalked it up to it being the pain of the betrayal of a someone you had thought you could have trusted with your life, when in reality, you were scared.

Very rarely had you been frightened in your career, granted you were nowhere near as experienced as the men you fought alongside and you pondered how the loss of Rorke would affect their team as a whole. Who would be the new leader? Or would the entire Task Force disband? You knew not the answers to anything; you’d been kept in dark since you arrived back to base, where you were even remaining a mystery. 

All you knew in that moment is that you wanted to sleep. 

The curtain was pulled, and footsteps kept you from fulfilling your desire. You peaked to see the masked man you had fought alongside standing at the edge of your bed. His sniper had been discarded, and he had changed into grey sweats and a black t-shirt. But the mask still stayed. Fortunate, you thought, had he been without it, you don’t think you would have been able to identify him. 

‘Keegan,’ you slurred with a smile. 

He looked you up and down, ‘can I sit?’ 

‘Of course.’

He sat at the foot of your cot, turned so he was facing you. ‘I’m sorry I forgot about your shoulder,’ he said quietly, ‘you gonna be okay?’ 

‘Just peachy,’ you declared, a potent airiness in your voice. ‘On bed rest for a while though.’ 

‘Good.’

The pair of you were silent. 

‘Are you okay?’ you blurted. Despite being unable to see his face, you caught his narrowed eyes. ‘The man who fell into the water, he was your Captain, right?’ 

‘Yes.’ 

‘Are they gonna find him?’ 

‘They have people looking.’ 

His abruptness carried on over from the battlefield and it was a peculiar thing to witness. You’d never known someone to be so blunt in how they spoke, yet, in his actions, you found there was a form of care. He didn’t have to visit you, he could have forgotten you the minute you stepped foot on home soil, but he didn’t. Even disgruntled, he came to ensure that you were okay despite clearly having his own grievances about how the operation had played out. 

‘I hope they find him,’ you said, ‘he seemed like a good man from what I could tell.’ 

‘He was.’

You frowned, the tips of your fingers grazing his bare forearm as you strained yourself to offer him some semblance of a comforting touch. Truthfully, your fingers were stiff and it was much more of a poke than anything that could have brought him an ounce of comfort.

‘I’m sorry,’ you said, falling back into the mattress with a defeated huff. 

‘Don’t be,’ he responded, shaking his head, ‘it couldn’t be helped.’ 

‘I know,’ you said, ‘you just look like you needed to hear it,’ you confessed, ‘I’d give you a hug if they hadn’t wrapped my arm like I’m a fucking mummy.’ 

A puff of air left his mouth at your comment. ‘You did good out there.’ 

‘I hardly did anything.’ 

‘You fought with a hole in your shoulder,’ he said, ‘that’s more than most.’ 

His praise seemed to come from a genuine place, there was no sign of discomfort when he spoke it and he didn’t seem insulted that you had been able to hold your own unlike many other men you had encountered during your time in the field. Much to your dismay, he rose from your bed, his hands settling against his hips as he looked over you. 

‘Get some rest.’

You smiled at him. ‘You too.’ 

He pulled back the curtain without another word, acting as the shadow that you had observed him as while in battle as he disappeared, the only trace that he had visited being the gentle swaying of the white curtain.

His illusive presence was impressive, and you wondered just how long it had taken him to learn such. Had you been more conscious, you’d have felt a swell of jealousy in your gut, but your urge to sleep kept you from thinking too much on what part of him you wanted to have yourself, choosing to just smile at the fact that he had bothered to pay you attention even when the mission had ended. 

You slept like a baby.

It seemed that war had an effect on the body: exhaustion.

You’d been on many operations where you had crashed almost immediately, however, whether it was the unfamiliar environment or the thought of the visit, you tried your best to keep your eyes from closing. However, you had only been successful for an embarrassingly short time. It was necessary, you’d confronted that many times, but still, you could never not see sleep as an enemy. 

That night, you dreamt of the masked man and his peculiar attitude. The spectacle of the operation the pair of you were engaging on in your dream being to retrieve the pistol he had given you. He was just as wordless in your mind as he had been during all interactions you had had with him over the course of that day. 

Neither of you shared any words, only looks. 

Your dream was cut short, keeping you from the conclusion as you awoke with a hiss, looking down at your shoulder. It felt as though it was on fire. 

‘You’re awake,’ a voice from beside you called. 

You snapped your head to the side, spying a brown-haired man sitting beside you. He was seated in a grey chair at your bedside, leaning over with his arms resting against his thighs, looking at you. 

‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,’ he said, ‘my names Elias Walker.’ You stared blankly at him, blinking in an attempt to find words to speak to him. ‘I’m the Lieutenant of the group you joined with yesterday.’ 

‘Oh,’ you said dryly, your tongue heavy in your mouth, ‘I- I’m sorry about—’

‘No need,’ he refuted, shaking his head, ‘we’ve got the best teams searching for him, he’ll be found,’ he reassured. 

‘I hope so.’ 

The man smiled, ‘he will be. He’s tough… just like you.’ You felt a heat in your chest. ‘Granted all the details haven’t come out about what happened at the camps, there were two teams sent out, and you were the only one who survived.’ 

‘I would have died if Keegan didn’t help me,’ you said, ‘I was caught in the flood; I- I was with one of my squad mates, but he ran and I got caught,’ you explained, ‘has he not been found?’ 

‘No,’ he said, shaking his head, ‘the city is being scouted and, as of right now, there’s no sign of any of our own.’ 

Your mouth fell flat, deflated by the prospect of being unable to give Parker a piece of your mind. Escaping the most fitting form a justice. Your fury was so mighty you supposed that you supposed he was lucky to have drowned in that city. 

‘Tell me what happened at that camp,’ he requested, leaning back in his chair. 

And you did. You detailed the crashing of the helicopter, brutal killing of your lieutenant, the shot dealt to your shoulder, alongside the man you had attempted to rescue from the wreckage, all while Parker waltzed right out of the battle unscathed. 

‘I- I have his dog tags in the right hand pocket in my pants,’ you said, ‘if you don’t believe me… I know I probably sound like I have a saviour complex or something — but I tried, I really did try, but his leg was snapped in two pieces, there was no fuckin’ way he was getting out of there.’ 

He stared at you. ‘You ran into the crash site alone?’ 

‘I wasn’t going to leave without trying to save someone,’ you said, ‘that’s not who I am… Parker might have ran and maybe what I did was unprofessional, but I couldn’t leave them. When you’re in a squad… you’re a family, you know?’ 

‘Yes,’ Elias hummed, ‘So, you walked to the city on foot to exfil?’ 

‘Yes,’ you confirmed, ‘then the dam fell and the city flooded. Keegan pulled me out of the water.’ 

‘So I’ve been told,’ he said, ‘he has a good eye.’ 

‘I’ll say,’ you mumbled, ‘I don’t even know how he saw me.’ 

‘He sees things that aren’t clear to others, that’s what makes him such a good sniper,’ he explained, ‘there has been a lot of talk around what to do with you considering that your entire squad has been wiped out.’ 

‘Well… I was under the impression that they’d ship me off to another base, or just bring on new trainees to fill the spaces left by the men we lost,’ you explained, ‘that’s what I’ve thought about right now, anyway,’ you said, glancing at your shoulder, ‘I’ll be out of commission for a while; apparently I did some damage to my arm.’ 

‘I’m not surprised,’ he said, ‘were you close to your old squad?’ 

‘Not really,’ you said, ‘I was the only woman in that faction. A lot of people aren’t really welcoming to that,’ you added with a sigh, slowly pushing yourself up. Elias helped you, guiding you with a gentle hand so that you were sitting up right. ‘I was close to Parker.’ 

‘The man who left you for dead?’ he asked, turning to the cabinet beside your bed, grabbing a cup and a jug of water, pouring you some. You took it happily and nodded before drinking the water with a thirst akin to someone who had been stranded in a desert for a month. Even he seemed bewildered by his change of heart. ‘I’m sorry.’ 

You swallowed, answering slightly breathless, ‘there’s nothing you can do,’ you shrugged, ‘it happened.’ 

‘And it hurt you.’ 

You were quiet for a moment. ‘Yes,’ you agreed, ‘I saw him as a brother, you know? And for him to do that… well, I don’t know how I should feel,’ you explained, bringing the cup back to your mouth, having another sip of water, ‘am I going to be moved from this base? I’d hate to take up any more of your time.’ 

‘Nonsense, you’re doing no such thing,’ he refuted, shaking his head, ‘you’ll stay here until you’re healed.’ 

‘Oh,’ you said, ‘are you sure?’ 

‘Very,’ he nodded, pushing himself out of the chair, ‘you’re safe with us, so just take some time to get better.’ 

‘I can’t go anywhere else,’ you said with a laugh, ‘thank you, Elias. I appreciate it.’ 

‘Of course.’

-

Recovery was more taxing than war. 

How strange that fact was to you too. The first time you managed to escape the confines of the room you had been kept to was three days after Elias’ visit.

The days had passed by agonisingly slow.

Had you been back at your home base, you would have occupied yourself with one of the many books you had stocked on the bookshelf in your room. In fact, while lying there on the second day, you’d remembered how both you and Parker would laugh with one another about the fact that, whenever you managed to get your hands on a new book, you would always be deployed without the opportunity to read it — it had happened so many that you had accumulated quite the reading list that you hadn’t had the time to get through. Of course, the one time you did finally have the time to, you were kept away from them. It was just your luck. 

When you finally got out of bed and to the shower in the base, you had been provided with a change of clothes which sat upon the sink as you stood and watched as the water ran.

The splashing channeled something in you and you felt your chest tighten from the sound of it hitting the floor.

Reaching your arm out, you held your hand out, quickly retracting it with a hiss. It was ice cold, just like the water you had been swallowed by.

A knot formed in your throat as you took hold of the knob, twisting it. A darkness seemed to seep into your eyes, coning your vision to just the flowing water. It was only when you open your mouth that you realised that your teeth were clenched and your jaw throbbed.

Rolling your eyes, you put one foot in front of another, stepping into the shower, being sure to maintain a distance from the water. You didn’t know why you were doing; it happened subconsciously, as though your body had developed a mind of its own to keep you from walking into what it deemed as dangerous. Breaking free from the psychological restraint, you moved your tensed leg, allowing the water to flow down your bare flesh with gritted teeth. Despite lacking the freezing quality of the water you had been swept away by, it still took your breath away. 

And yet, you did not allow it to defeat you, forcing yourself to stand directly in the line of fire, your fist balled as water trickled down your bare breasts.

Your eyes were screwed shut and you trembled at the sensation. All the while you could not quite shake the thought of how ridiculous this all was. For the last three days you had begged to be let free of the bed to wash away the stale scent of gunpowder away, and when you finally got what you wanted, you couldn’t even open your eyes to look at a shower head. Water had no sentience and yet, you feared it would wrap around your neck like the hand of an enemy and deny you of your right to live. 

You wished to have the same bravery you had had while in battle as you dipped your head, allowing water to hit the back of your head. In the blink of an eye, you were back there — without a soul to help, simply being pushed with the current, unable to break the surface.

Your eyes shot open, and you stumbled back, hitting the tiled wall behind you so hard that a jolt of pain shook your body. The tips of your finger pushed into the tile as you heaved for air as though you had been held under for an eternity, heaving. 

Solemnly, you retreated after turning off the shower and changing into the fresh clothes you had been given. You walked out the shower with matted, slightly damp hair. You had been clumsy for the first time in your life, and you were quite sure the only reason your face was wet was due to the few stray tears that had escaped your eyes, alongside the sweat that had oozed from your pores. You trembled and each step you took back towards the room you had been provided was accompanied by a shaking breath. 

Pressing the palms of your eyes, you pulled the door to your room open, a startled gasp escaping you when you spied Keegan sitting opposite your cot in a chair pushed into the corner of the room.

He looked up when you walked into the room, his eyes narrowing upon seeing the panicked expression on your face. Turning away from him, you hold onto the handle of the door as though it was a lifeline, unable to let it go as you felt your eyes well with tears again. 

‘Keegan,’ you said, ‘I didn’t expect to see you.’ 

You heard his footsteps, sensing that he was standing behind you, and when you turned around, he stood in front of you with crossed arms. 

‘What’s wrong?’ 

‘Nothing,’ you shrugged off, ‘I got shampoo in my eyes when I was showering,’ you added with a strained laugh. ‘Stings like a bitch, but I’ll be fine.’

Unfortunately, despite your attempt to lie to him, you sensed that he did not believe the words that left your mouth. Not one bit. Unmoved by your words, you swallowed hard as you looked him in the eye.

He craned his neck slightly to look at you. ‘Tell me the truth.’ 

You chewed on the inside of your mouth. ‘It’s nothing,’ you said, moving past him, ‘you’re dressed as though you’re ready for another op.’ 

‘Training.’ 

‘Ah,’ you said, taking a seat on your bed, ‘wish I could say the same thing.’ 

‘You will in time.’

‘Why are you here?’ you asked, and he turned to look at you. 

‘I wanted to see how you’re doing.’ 

‘I’m doing better,’ you confirmed, rubbing your face with your hand, ‘yeah.’ 

‘Why’s your hair dry if you got shampoo in your eyes?’ You furrowed your brow, your face flooding with an invasive redness as your fingers caught the tip of your dry hair. Closing your hand around a lock of hair, you gulped. ‘Is it your shoulder?’ 

‘I, uh… yeah, it’s difficult,’ you said with a sigh, ‘it hurts a lot.’ 

He was quiet, shifting on his feet. ‘I can help you if you need it.’ 

You thought back to the water, to the panic, to the embarrassment. Your face was sticky from the residual tears you had shed, flushed red with the shame coursing through your veins. You gulped hard, weakly smiling in the direction of the man, although your eyes struggled to meet with his. 

‘No, no, it’s fine,’ you reassured, waving him off, ‘I appreciate the offer, though.’ 

‘Of course.’ 

You chewed on the inside of your mouth, ‘any sign of your Captain?’ 

‘No.’ 

‘Oh,’ you said, ‘I’m sorry.’ 

‘No sign of your squad-mate either.’

Perhaps that was for the best, but still you couldn’t shake the ache in your chest whenever you thought about it. It was strange, the feeling of betrayal, a nagging, relentless feeling with the desire to punish the lone survivor.

‘Good,’ you said. You left it at that, not wanting to signal the sheer anger you felt; that was how you showed weakness and, despite your banged up shoulder, you refused to be anything of the sorts. ‘What happens if he’s not found?’ 

‘Elias is the new Captain. If Rorke is found, he’ll take up his old position again.’ 

‘At least it’s someone who you’re familiar with,’ you hummed, wrapping your arms around yourself, wondering where you would end up. Where it was, you hoped you had a similar kinship you had seen between the men you had fought alongside. ‘Elias is nice.’ 

‘You like him?’ 

‘Yes,’ you nodded, ‘he came to visit me — poured me a drink too, and he didn’t have to do that,’ you explained, ‘he said he wanted to see how I was doing.’ 

Keegan hummed, seemingly unsurprised by the detailing of the man’s kindness. ‘He told me about it,’ he said, digging his hand into his pocket, retrieving clinking metal, ‘Lieutenant Williams, and Sergeant Neumann.’ You perked your head up, spying the dog tags you had snatched from the dead men dangling from his closed fist. 

‘He told you where they were?’ 

‘Yeah,’ Keegan said, ‘in the pocket of your pants,’ he said, tucking them back into his own pocket, ‘you got an eye for shiny things?’ 

‘Sometimes,’ you answered, ‘didn’t wanna leave their families with nothing.’ 

‘They’ll get them back… you got any family you want to write to?’ 

You pursed your lips thinking about the worry you would cause your folks back home. Having already developed a pattern of writing home on during important occasions and the holidays, straying from that typical pattern would surely be nothing short of a worry. 

‘No,’ you said, ‘well, yeah I do, but I’d prefer not to worry them, y’know?’ 

‘Of course,’ he said, looking at the watch on his wrist, ‘rest up.’ 

Your conversation died with that remark and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared, the quiet click of the door the only note that he had disappeared beyond the door.

For a while, you remained seated where you had been during the course of your conversation, unable to budge as you sat with your weary head in your hands. With a heavy breath, you stared down at your knees with stinging eyes, clearing your throat in an attempt to chase away the tight ball in your throat. It only seemed to nudge it from side to side, never truly dispelling such a compromising agent of chaos. A grunt left your mouth as you shook your head, carefully settling back into your cot. 

Each day that passed you by dragged its feet.

It seemed time was unwilling to be kind to you, holding a burden for one thing or another. Granted, you had done some bad in the time you had been given so, as your punishment, you were subjected to countless hours of silence, the only entertainment you got being from listening to the voices booming beyond your room.

Not even in your dreams could you escape the situation you had found yourself in as you seemed to be plagued with the memory of the water. You’d wake only a few minutes from when you had dosed off, the white t-shirt you were wearing soaked in your sweat with dry mouth. Not feeling well rested was the worst of it, and even worse, you were overly aware of the fact that you smelt bad. There was no excuse either; you weren’t on a mission, you were in bed with all the time in the world, but you still couldn’t shower. 

You caught the occasional look at yourself in the mirror when brushing your teeth, making your gums bleed from the forceful scrubbing you would do in an attempt to quell the gurgling water  pouring down the drain. You wondered if anyone else was having the same issue you were, the solitude of your own self doubt keeping you tied to one train of thought: you were pathetic. The internal bullying didn’t do anything but lower your mood. Everything sucked and you wanted nothing more than to smell nice, but your head wouldn’t let you. 

Keegan visited you a lot more, much to your dismay.

Fortunately, he never came without his mask so, at the very least, he had something to keep the smell of sweat and fear out of his nostrils. However, your gut told you that he knew you were keeping something, from the way he would look at you all to how he would keep you talking when you fell silent, too exhausted to even talk. You felt like death, rotting in the cot that was supposed to aid your recovery and you permitted that cycle to prolong for days, those days then turning into a week. 

Until Keegan broke his silence. 

His quietness was something you had grown to expect, he was short, abrupt, unwilling to use more words than necessary, and his company could have mostly been comprised of silence. Only, when he had walked into your room that day, there had been a shift in him, a determination. 

‘I wanna have an honest conversation,’ he said, sitting at the foot of your cot. You stared up at him with weary eyes, ‘you’re scared.’ 

You laughed, ‘of what?’ 

Your defensiveness only caused his eyes to narrow. ‘Water.’ 

All words jammed in your throat despite a thousand defences swirling in your mind. Hearing him say it out loud was the one thing you hadn’t expected, and before you could keep yourself poised, you burst out into a fit of tears. Never had you allowed tears to flow so easily, but in that room with him, you cried. 

Burying your face into your hands, you snivelled, digging your fists into your sockets in the hopes of quelling the endless streams. But nothing could stop you from crying, and it was only when you felt his hand upon your knee that you looked at him. It was then that you noted he had removed the mask that he had been wearing, it resting in his lap as he looked at you, his thick black brows knitted. 

‘I- I’m sorry,’ you sniffed, wiping your face with the palms of your hands. 

‘Talk to me about it.’ 

Hearing his voice clearly for the first time without the slight muffle of the mask was near enough enchanting. You sensed his vulnerability in his solidarity.

‘I can’t stop thinking about it,’ you began, your bottom lip trembling, ‘every time I close my eyes I’m always back in the water a- and I can’t escape, I can’t get out, I’m drowning. Always drowning,’ you explained, gripping your bedsheets, ‘I can’t even brush my teeth without the sound scaring me… it’s stupid, I’m stupid—’

‘No you’re not,’ Keegan cut off, ‘why haven’t you told anyone?’ 

‘Because it embarrassing.’ 

‘You nearly died.’

‘That’s just how this job works.’ 

‘You’re still a human being,’ he said, ‘you were betrayed and left for dead — people have lost less and reacted worse.’ 

‘How am I supposed to fight when I’m scared of water?’ you asked, ‘I can’t be the soldier I’m supposed to be when I can’t put my head under a shower for more than two seconds?’ 

‘You ask for help,’ Keegan said, ‘squads are only as strong as their teamwork. You can’t fight every single battle alone,’ he continued, raising to his feet, holding his hand out to you. His mask sat at the foot of your bed and your eyes looked to that before looking at him fully. He ruffled his flat hair with his free hand, as he looked down at you. ‘Come on.’ 

You raised your eyebrows, slowly getting up out of bed. For the second time in your life, you placed your hand in his, and he pulled you to your feet before letting go. ‘Where are we going?’ 

‘The bathroom,’ he said, motioning for you to walk in front of him. 

You comply with his request, slipping on your slippers before the pair of you walked through the base to the restroom you had been using which was located in the infirmary. The nurse did not bat an eye when the pair of you walked in together, and when Keegan closed the door, you caught sight of a chair sitting in the centre of the room — a chair that had not been there before. Turning to him, you stared at him. 

‘Did you plan this?’ you asked. 

‘Maybe,’ he retorted, ‘go on, sit.’ 

You approached the chair with caution, eyes to the ground in an attempt to distract from the shower. He only moves when you’re sat down, moving so he’s standing behind you. His fingers graced your head, tangling in your hair as he attempts to brush it out. You cringed, nose scrunching from the tugging at your scalp, hissing when he hit a particular large knot. 

‘Sorry,’ he said, pulling his hands away from your head. ‘Hows your shoulder?’ 

You heard shifting behind you, the clink of the shower being dislodged resulting in your heartbeat quickening. You swallowed back your desire to vomit, humming, ‘it’s getting better, nowhere near as bad as it was.’ 

‘Good.’

You couldn’t see what he was doing, however, a flush of water caught your attention and you screwed your eyes shut, quite sure your shoulders were touching the lobes of your ears as you tensed.

His hand graced your scalp once more, ‘you’re okay, I’ve got you.'

The edges of your hair grew heavy as he held the shower over them, all air in your lungs expelling as you focused on the fact that the man who saved you was the one there with you. ‘There has been word around the base,’ he began, ‘Elias wants you to join our force.’

Your eyes opened wide. ‘W- What?’ 

‘There’s been discussion,’ he began, carefully moving the shower further up to head. Your palms were damp from the progression, hearing the water smack against the ground as pours from your hair. ‘Elias thinks you’d be a good contribution.’ 

‘I’m not… I’m not as talented as the rest of you.’ 

‘Even then, there’s potential, kid,’ he said, the tips of his fingers pressing against your forehead as he moved your head gently, being sure to soak the entirety of your head, keeping the water well away from your eyes. ‘And I’ll train you.’ 

You let out a laugh. ‘Really?’ 

‘Yes,’ he confirmed, ‘I think you’re forgetting the rest of your squad was wiped but you’re still here. Shit’s impressive.’ 

‘Even to you?’ 

‘Even to me.'

‘Even in the state I’m in?’ 

‘Wouldn’t be here if I didn’t think you were something special,’ he added, turning the shower off.

The silence was filled with his breath and the sound of a click as he opened the lid off a bottle of shampoo. His hands felt like home in the way he scrubbed your grubby locks of hair, being sure to be gentle as he kept the soap out of your eyes. Leaning back into the chair, you humoured the idea that you were back home in the salon, getting your hair washed for some sort of important event. 

It was something you and your mother had made a tradition whenever you returned home for one of the family holidays. The price was ludicrous, you’d state that a lot and, for the first few trips, you would be firm in your stance that it was a waste of money. However, you’d never known peace like it: sitting in a salon chair, the quiet murmuring of voices as your head was massaged.

It almost made the ridiculous price point worth it.

Until that point as you found that Keegan’s hands felt just the same — if not better. Closing your eyes, you allowed them to rest. You could hear his breath as he washed your hair, the occasional droplet of water landing in the puddle that had formed in the wet room. 

He only spoke again when he had turned the shower on, beginning to wash away the soap in your hair. ‘When Elias tells you, act surprised.’ 

Your brow creased. ‘Am I not supposed to know?’ 

‘No,’ he said, ‘he wanted to tell you himself.’ 

Had you not had your head as such an awkward angle, you would have turned to stare at him. However, the best you could do was a look of raised eyebrows are you attempts to catch a glimpse of him. ‘Why did you tell me now?’ 

‘Because you look miserable,’ he answered, ‘figured you needed something to look forward to while getting better.’ 

‘Was it that obvious?’ 

‘Yes,’ he said, ‘you like to read?’ 

‘Mhm,’ you hummed, ‘I have a ton of books back at my base. Every time I get a new one I always end up getting deployed, so I’ve got a lot to read.’ 

‘I have some books in my room,’ he said, ‘Ajax reads a lot too, I’ll ask him if he’s got some.’ 

‘Are you sure?’ you asked, flinching when a droplet of water rolled down your face. His thumb was quick to catch it, wiping it away. ‘I- I already feel like I’ve been too much of a bother.’

‘You’re good, kid, don’t worry,’ he reassured, his touch on your face lingering despite his hand finding its way back to your hair, ‘you like fiction?’ 

‘Yup… you?’ 

‘Non-fiction mostly.’ 

‘That fits you,’ you said. 

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ 

‘It’s not an insult,’ you said, ‘just… it suits you. I don’t know why, it just does.’

He chuckled, ‘well, thanks… I guess.’ 

You smiled at the sound of his laughter. ‘You are most welcome.’ 

The rest of the process, whilst still painful, was made a lot better by the small talk he engaged you in an attempt to humour you. His distraction worked well and the sound of his voice kept you from breaking down completely into a fit of panic from the feeling of the water touching your skin. How generous he had been to spend such time with you, and when your hair was dry and you were sitting alone that night, while tucking into a book he had borrowed from Ajax, you wondered if he too enjoyed his time there with you, or if he had some place he would have rather been. 

[shift-if]

You shouldn't exist.

You know that, you can feel it deep within your bones, in your mind. You're something that should have never been. No one thought it possible, that a half-werewolf and a half-vampire could conceive.

Yet here you are, a Pricolici.

Pricolici: a werewolf/vampire fusion in the Romanian folklore.

You're the first and only of your kind. Lucky you. Your very existence has been kept secret from majority of the clans. Be that vampire, werewolf, or hunter.

You used to believe the secrecy of your existence was due to the laws that forbid werewolf and vampire unions. Now something tells you that your existence isn't just happenstance.

Normally this would be a positive, easy way for you to be able to keep your head on in this corrupt city you call home.

That's until a blood moon graces the sky, and for the first time in your life; your body decides it's time to finally change. Into what you don't know, and neither does it.

You can't "shift".

That itself is killing you, muddying your mind and your body, your very existence trying to erase itself. Your only choice is to find a way to finally change. Into what that's for you to decide.

Shift or die.

Customize your character, gender, personality, and appearance.

Uncover the secrets of your very existence.

Keep warring clans from killing one another, hopefully.

Player choices will dictate whether your Pricolici will be more like a vampire, werewolf, or somewhere in between.

Romance three separate characters who will help shape your story.

Shift or die.

Carver [M|NB] - One of the few vampires who actually knows of your existence. Though how that came to be is still something you would like to forget. Carver is a wanna-be bigshot, who happened to rope you into being their "partner", as you two try to keep the city streets somewhat livable. They're aloof, lazy, and a pain in your ass.

Keegan [M] - The local alpha. Keegan runs the black market of the city with the help of some of his rambunctious crew. He's protective of his pack, and always looking out for them. He's kind and charismatic unless you have ill will toward his family. Then you better watch out for his bite.

Harmony [F] - She is the younger sister of your former (deceased) lover. The only human you can really stand. She has somehow become your best friend, with a gentle touch and kind words. You never knew why you were tasked with protecting her, but you may soon find out.

Thana [F] - She has an interest in history, which results in her taking a great interest in the clans and their forming. While Thana comes off as short-tempered and a bite to her words, she just sees no point in idle gossip and finds it hard to interact with others. As a former lover of Carver, Thana is quick to talk you into finding another partner. Is it for your own safety or something else?

????

Shift is 18+ for violence, adult themes, explicit language, sexual situations, etc.

Reblogs are appreciated.

[s0ftf4ng]

I got my friends to guess the name of CoD characters and I thought I taught them well.

Friend 1 - Kate Laswell = Karen Duh Alejandro Vargas = Slogan Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra = Billu Johnathan "John" Price😍= Mr Birling (only real ones will know the reference.) Simon "Ghost" Riley = Paddy John "Soap" MacTavish = Soap (So proud👏) Kyle "Gaz" Garrick = Michael Nikolai Belinski = NIKOLAI (they love Nikolai) Farah Karim = Weely (umm) Hadir Karim = Bilbo (ermm) Alex Keller = (quoted btw) That's just a pedophile it's like Uncle Albert or smth. (not my bbg, no.) Valeria Garza = Keira Vladmir Makarov = Grr alpha Bordy (same bro) Andrei Nolan = English roadman fucking Harold (not the aussie turned ultranationlist) Milena Romanova = Bonice Phillip Graves = Wankathon (I mean, i'd do that *lip bite*) Herschel Shepherd = Pops (real) Hassan Zyani = Andrew Tate König = Skylar Horangi = Soldier #2 Logan Walker = Lucas (so close bro) David "Hesh" Walker = Thirsty Sam💀 Elias Walker = Silver Fox Rudolph (smash) Keegan P Russ = Lucas Brother Mathew (wrong one mate and no) Thomas A Merrick = Hudson (also doesn't like bald people hense the name.) Kick = Nightrider (That's what i do😝) Riley Walker = Riley (SO PROUD👏👏) Friend 1 = 3/27 Friend 2 - Kate Laswell = Vanessa Alejandro Vargas = Gabriel Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra = Chad Johnathan "John" Price😍= Price (SOO PROUD👏) Simon "Ghost" Riley = Soap (wrong one mate) John "Soap" MacTavish = Basille Kyle "Gaz" Garrick = Riley (also wrong one) Farah Karim = Barbara (better than weely.) Hadir Karim = Virgin (HELP) Alex Keller = Prince Andrew (I do not except this Alex Slander, chat.) Valeria Garza = Lucinda (giving) Andrei Nolan = Baldie (i mean, real) Phillip Graves = Jon (no H, real) Herschel Shepherd = Professor X (love it) Hassan Zyani = Ryan Reynolds (don't see it) König = Wilbur Horangi = Invisible (it's the outfit chat) Logan Walker =Ninja (suurree) David "Hesh" Walker = Artificial (ermmm) Elias Walker = Whitie (true) Keegan P Russ = Wolfcut (defo) Thomas A Merrick = finger me (SOOO REAALLL) Kick = Jack (close enough) Riley Walker = BARK BARK WOOF WOOF (oui) They missed out Nikolai, Makarov and Milena (idk why) Friend 2 = 1/23

[musclejedi-tameem]

It started out as a normal day at Millbrook University. Students went to class and sports teams practiced for games. The band and choir rehearsed and when the academic day was done there was plenty of night life for people to enjoy. All except for Keegan and Jonny, they were rushing to finish their science project in the lab so they were not engaging with the wider student body. The two young scientists were very smart but clumsy and awkward in social situations but somehow they came together and started dating, but most of their dates were these long nights in the lab followed by some fun in bed if they weren’t to tired. But on this night things were about to change. As Keegan was examining the virus they were studying for their project Jonny accidentally spilled some chemicals on it and there was a small explosion. When the dust settled Keegan coughed and groaned, “I feel weird babe… fuck…” before Jonny could react Keegan began to change before his eyes! The skinny nerd began to swell with muscle, making his lab coat get tight as he grew bigger and thicker and then his clothes started to rip altogether. His groans got louder and deeper as he kept growing. His face becoming angular and handsome and his legs getting huge and thick. His butt swelled into a nice muscled bubble butt as his back thickened and widened but taker nicely into a v shape. Between Keegan’s massive thighs his cock grew longer and thicker as his balls swelled and dropped heavily between his legs. When it ended as quick as it began the small nerdy Keegan was gone and in his place was a huge muscle bro! “ mmmm me so horny bruh.” The new beast rumbled as he fondled his big package. “Bruh? What do you mean bruh? I’m your boyfriend Keegan!” Jonny yelled in disbelief. “Yeah you are bro, you’re my boyfriend and my bro. C’mon bro let’s fuck! You’ll see how it’s better this way.” Keegan smirked and flexed his new muscles, Jonny couldn’t resist the allure of his new hot boyfriend and pretty soon they went at it right there on the lab floor. But as soon as Keegan filled Jonny with his cum Jonny began to swell and grow too. The virus they had been working on was infecting them and making them big horny muscle bros, all their previous knowledge was gone and all they cared about now besides each other was to go and fuck more men to make them like themselves. This actually was easier then might be though because the two new alpha bros exuded a pheromone that made them irresistible to any guy that they wanted. It didn’t matter if the guy was straight or gay, he would become horny and need to be fucked or suck off these two and then he would transform into a muscle bro like them. In the course of a night most men on campus were either turned into gay horny himbos or about to be. Millbrook University was about to become Himbo University and soon that’s the only type of man that would be there, faculty included. They would all spend their days lifting and fucking and just vibing together. It was now such a peaceful happy place. And as soon as a guy left here he would carry the himbo virus with him and make more men like him wherever he went.

[tending-the-hearth]

my personal favorite parts of "transformers one"

warning for MAJOR spoilers below!!! a theater near me was doing an early access screening, the movie is officially coming out september 20 in the us!

first off getting the obvious out of the way with Megatron and Optimus' friendship, obviously we know what happens but when a movie with a clear eventual villain that's been iconic for years makes me hope it retcons everything that has ever happened so two characters can remain friends???? their friendship was EVERYTHING to me

also very happy to see that Optimus is still such a nerd i love him

i did love the little subtle hints with Optimus and Megatron's differences from the start

Elita and Optimus' moments together were my FAVORITES

JAZZ!!!!! BELOVED BELOVED DARLING!!!!!! LOML!!!!!

AND RATCHET MENTION!!!!!!! DR. HATCHET MY BELOVED

I like that they didn't try to hide the fact that Sentinel was not a good guy. Like he was just so skeevy from the start, but they built it up in a way that still felt intense when his betrayal was revealed

Bee <3 he's so silly <3 favorite guy <3

Also the AA-Tron joke was 100% a reference to the A-A-Ron skit which had me cackling

The immediately big brother-little brother connection between Optimus and Bee?????? cries

ughhhhhh Megatron's shift from wanting to help Cybertron with Optimus to just wanting revenge

and Megatron's view being "one person controls everyone" and Optimus' being "all are one" IT'S SO GOOD

AND THE OPTIC COLOR SHIFT!!!!! OPTIMUS' ALWAYS BEING BLUE BUT MEGATRON'S STARTING AS YELLOW THEN SHIFTING TO ORANGE AFTER FIGHTING STARSCREAM THEN TURNING COMPLETELY RED WHEN HE LETS OPTIMUS GO I'M GOING TO LOSE MY MIND

Bee's excitement about the knife hands and Optimus being excited for him!!! They are siblings!!!

also a crime that i haven't mentioned Bee saying "Badassatron" multiple times every time it happened i just lost it

but also love love love transformers and their "someone will die" trope i was expecting the Optimus death 100% but it still was SO good

I also loved how Optimus' voice became more and more sterotypically "Optimus" as he went through his journey, like he started off very goofy and silly, then after getting his cog from Alpha Trion we start to hear more of how we're used to hearing Optimus, then after he's brought back by the Primes it's pretty much a very strong younger version of Peter Cullen's Optimus

the VAs were actually really impressive for the most part. I thought Chris Hemsworth did a fantastic job as Optimus, putting in just enough of a similar inflection as Peter Cullen's voice that it still felt like Optimus, just younger

Brian Tyree Henry DESTROYED me as Megatron, his vocal change through the movie???? emotionally devestating

Keegan Michael Key is one of my favorite Bumblebee voices tbh <3 especially considering we've only gotten a few iterations where Bee actually talks, so it worked for him since he could make it his own

absolutely 10/10 movie, i will be going back to see it next weekend when it's officially out because i'm obsessed

[gunnrblze]

Wolf ghost squad stuff :3

Merrick is very distant n a lone wolf in his wolf form. During full moon, he's often just alone in his own mini den he made inside a random tank.

Kick is like a fucking husky in his wolf form, man's LOUD, he howls all the time, he does the whining where it's like he's talking. He's such a nipper too, he will nip hands and try climb on everyone for attention

Elias is a wolf who loves personal space. He's happy to sit near others but preferably have his own sorta room. He nests with rorkes old Ghost uniform n hoodies he's kept. He's technically the pack alpha so he's always near by the team and keeping watch

Logan also loves Elias personal space. He's a very clingy pup and insits sitting riiiiigght on top of his father. He will whine and howl whenever his father is out of eyesight. He also is the type to chase his own tail.

Hesh is a little more independent, but he's always watching Logan. He's hella protective and pretty aggressive. He'll make sure no one hurts his family, especially the youngest pup

Ajax is like Merrick and often just goes out alone to make his own den to relax in, he'll tell Keegan and Merrick where it is so people don't worry. He'll hunt for the group though and is pretty aggressive to strangers growling and snarling at everyone who isn't the squad

Keegan, who is silent but very clingy. One minute, you'll be alone on the couch next minute. A giant behemoth of a wolf has decided to sit himself on your lap like he's a cat. And he expects all of the attention, too. He growls whenever you move your hand away.

Neptune usually will sit on somewhere high above others and keep watch if Elias needs a break or if Logans is getting needy. He's one of the mature Wolf's.

This is sossosooso cute. Wolf pack ghosts au when lol

Also, “Elias is a wolf who loves personal space”, “Logan also loves Elias personal space” is killing me 😭

[miss-multi45]

Hello again, peeps.

I'm redoing my intro post.

Hello, I'm Cassiopeia, you can shorten that down to whatever is good for you.

I will write for these Harry Potter characters:

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Hermione Granger

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Regulus Black

Mattheo Riddle

Theodore Nott

Lorenzo Berkshire

I will write for these Creepypasta characters:

Jeff the Killer

Homicidal Liu and Sully

BEN_Drowned

Sally Williams

Lazari

Zalgo

Stripes

Lifeless Lucy

Ticci Toby

The Hooded Man/Hoodie

The Masked Man/Masky

X-Virus

Rouge/The Prowler and Wilson the Basher

Nurse Ann

Dr Pain

Dr Smiley

Eyeless Jack

KageKao

Jason the Toymaker

Candypop

Laughing Jack

Laughing Jill

Papa Grande de Magico

Nathan the Nobody

Clockwork

Nina the Killer

Jane Everlasting/Jane the Killer

Judge Angels

Bloody Painter

The Puppeteer

The Pianist

The Bartender 1941

Dark Link

Glitchy Red

The Cat Hunter

The Black Wolf

Frankie the Undead

The Chessmaster

Vine the Dollmaker

Kate the Chaser

Sam Williams

Zero

Emra

Suicide Sadie

The Roadwalker

Isaac Grossman

Candy Cane

April Fools

The Item Stealer

Lulu

Lily Kennent

Morivin

Drolsoir

I will write for these Call of Duty characters:

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

John 'Soap' Mactavish

John Price

König

Kim 'Horangi' Hong-jin

Alejandro Vargas

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Rodolfo 'Rudy' Parra

Valeria Garza

Keegan P. Russ

Phillip Graves

Kate Laswell

Nikto

Krueger

I will write for these Lockwood and Co. characters:

Anthony Lockwood

Lucy Carlyle

George Karim

I will write for these Ghost members:

Dewdrop/Sodomizer

Swiss Army Ghoul/ Swiss

Rain

Phantom

Aether

Mountain

Cirrus

Cumulus

Aurora

Sunshine

Omega

Alpha

Ifrit

Mist

Zephyr

Terzo

Cardinal Copia

Any Papas

And era 1 and 2 ghouls

I will write for these Sleep Token members:

Vessel

II

III

IV

The Vesselettes

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Satoru Gojo

Suguru Geto

Nanami Kento

Ino Takuma

Ryomen Sukuna

Toji Fushiguro

Shiu Kong

Uraume

Shoko Ieiri

Utahime

Maki Zenin

Nobara Kugisaki

Toge Inumaki

Noritoshi Kamo

Choso Kamo

Megumi Fushiguro

Yuuji Itadori

I will NOT write p*d*philia, zoophilia, rape, b**stiality. Or anything too gory, like, Black Christmas 2006 level gore or Terrifier level gore, because it makes me extremely uncomfortable. Any underage characters (Maki, Toge, Megumi, Yuuji, Nobara.) I will not write smut for. I headcanon BEN_DROWNED to be either 20 or 21.

I WILL write for angst, smut, fluff, crack (funny stuff), Incorrect Quotes, headcanons, scenarios, imagines (same as scenarios??), wholesome shit, and I will write matchups and create a scenario/headcanons with your oc as long as you describe them to me.

[auspicioustidings]

Content Warnings

CWs: Military being military (inclusive of torture, child death, sexual abuse, exploitation and corruption), wildly inaccurate military terminology and inner workings, Hindu nationalism, childhood trauma, non-con (not by the 141 and off screen), non-traditional pack bonds (inclusive of both on page and suggested sexual relationships outside of the main group), murder, smut

As a note there is also an alpha who discovers they are flexible with their secondary gender and a case of a side character being an alpha supremacist and getting a redemption by the end. Neither of these were written to be allegories on purpose, but I recognise author intent doesn’t really have an impact on how you read this story.

I would not consider this a darkfic. The 141 are fairly typical in terms of the omegaverse genre in that they are mean, morally grey and sometimes violent, but are still portrayed as the romantic heroes.

There are some more detailed notes on content below the cut that will spoil some plot points. If any of the above CWs are worrying you, there is more explanation on them below so you can make an informed choice on whether this story is for you or not.

SPOILERS BELOW

The military is very much bad in this story. Part of the plot in the later half is our characters trying to fight a system of sexual abuse and exploitation. Charu does get tortured by the 141 as part of the trials for the SAS as this is what happens in the final phase in real life. On a mission, she shoots and kills a child who was going to shoot at her team. This haunts her, there are discussions around how this kind of thing is just the reality of being an SAS soldier.

I have no interest in learning anymore about how the military works than I currently know, so in this fic it works however best serves the plot.

Charu will struggle with accidentally falling into a Hindu Nationalist mindset. Part of her story is overcoming this and claiming her culture. Gaz will mention that he does not have the same certainty of his heritage as Charu does, they have a conversation surrounding that and the links that their cultures have to religion.

Charu later comes to terms with the fact that her mother was a flawed parent and confronts a lot of trauma she has surrounding her mother’s own expression of her trauma. There isn’t physical abuse, this is more nuanced emotional stuff.

There is a conversation during which Charu suggests that she had been sexually assaulted by senior officers before, the narrative confirms this. Part of the plot in the later half as mentioned is our characters trying to fight a system of sexual abuse and exploitation and as part of this there are testimonies mentioned by soldiers and staff who have been raped by officers.

Pack bonds will not be traditional in this story. None of this is secretive, everyone is aware. Outside of the 141 pack bond, Ghost is bonded with Mace and Keegan who spend a heat with Charu, Gaz is bonded with Alex and Farah and Price is bonded with Nik. Most of these bonds are either explicitly stated or suggested to have a sexual element.

The 141 are the romantic leads, but as with many omegaverse stories they are morally gray. They mention that they have murdered people (outwith being soldiers) and there is a named person that Ghost murders, these are seen by them as justified because the people are abusive to those they hold power over.

Soap is an alpha in this story who sometimes feels like an omega and tries to repress that feeling. Part of his story is learning to accept that part of him and be happy with who he is.

There is a side character called Weston who has an alpha supremacist mindset. He will have this shattered and be horribly abused which fully traumatises him. He is written as a tragic character who gets a hopeful ending.

[ghostlythunderbird]

"The Pack" Oneshots ~ Nesting Pains

Pairings: Alpha!König, Alpha!Simon “Ghost” Riley, Alpha!Keegan P. Russ X Omega!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Just some nest building! Fluff

Words: 1,026

Author's Notes: Just a cute little idea I had brewing for a while. Hope you guys enjoy it!

Summary: You're having some trouble building your new nest; luckily, the boys swoop in to help out a bit.

No. No. NO

Why did this all feel so off? Was it because you were attempting to nest in a new home, with a new pack, with Mates this time? You had no idea what was going on; the discomfort was more than likely coming from your inner omega. The only thing is that your omega has yet to have this much influence on your actions. Huffing in frustration, you set down the sheet in your hands as you stared at the scattered pieces of nesting material on the ground. 

Pieces were strung out, and the attempt to begin the shape of the nest lay there, quietly mocking you as you sat in the middle of your new room. When did nesting become so difficult for you? You couldn't stop the upsetting chirp that left your chest. You laid back on the floor and stared up at the ceiling; maybe all you needed was a break in quiet and staring up at the plain cream ceiling.

However, the quiet was disrupted by the sound of footfalls thundering up the stairs and coming to a stop at your door. The door swung open, and the gentle giant of an Austrian walked in only to stop at the state of the room. "(Y/N)! Omega, are you ok? I heard you chirp, is something wrong?"

He questioned as he stepped around the edge of the would-be nest, coming close to your head. Looking down, he saw the defeat that marred your beautiful features. You were silent, thinking over your words before looking the Apex in the eyes. "My nest, Nothing feels right about any of this. I don't know where to begin or how big to make it for everyone." You sighed. Bringing your hands up to your face, you allowed your hands to engulf your face. Your frustration soon returned while you mulled over the task of attempting to start back on the nest; however, with one of your Alphas watching, you couldn't bring yourself to even move, only allowing silent tears to fall from your eyes.

Your fingers gently wiped away tears that lingered under your eyes. Turning your head upwards again, you gazed upon him. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to be so emotional." You said. The Apex above you let out a sigh of his own "Nonsense, Schatz, This is important to you, so it's ok to get frustrated." God, this man was planning on killing you from his tender-hearted nature. At least that's how it felt when he smiled at you. You looked up into his eyes again. "Is something else bothering you as well, Schatz?"

You thought for a long moment before responding, leaning up from the floor and turning your head away from the Apex. "It's just.....all of this is so different. I know you are all going to be my mates, but all of this is just a bit much for me, I guess." You murmured softly. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to understand your statement. Kneeling, the Apex gently grasped your hands before pulling you to stand with him. "I understand, but don't worry, we will all figure it out. Now what do you need from us?"

Looking up at the Apex, you couldn't help but give him a sheepish smile. "How willing do you think the other two might be to at least help with how big I need to make it?"

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Not even 15 minutes later, you had all three alphas sitting shoulder to shoulder on the floor. It was comical to see three massive alphas sitting around, perfectly still to not disrupt their omega's progress. Keegan and Ghost were on the outer edges, whereas König was in the middle as he was the biggest. As for you, you were laying nesting material along the sides of Keegan and Ghost, slowly building the edges of the nest. The room was quiet aside from your hums and small growls when a blanket or pillow wouldn't lay right.

"Soooo, how big is this thing gonna be?" Keegan whispered, leaning close to König. The Apex looked at Keegan before his eyes darted back to you for a split second. "As large as it needs to be," He whispered back. A light blush appeared on your cheeks at the idea of having such a giant nest; the other two alphas chuckled at the look on your face.

Having your alphas here was nice as you built the nest you would all share eventually. It was rather relaxing, not only that this was the longest you've been around Keegan and Ghost since you first got here. Looking back to the Alphas, you moved behind them before gently tugging on König's shirt. The large Apex looked back at you, confused. "Omega, what is it?" Once again, you pulled, slightly rougher this time, but finally, the Apex got the hint.

Laying down on his back, he watched as you placed a pillow just above his head before you moved to do the same at his feet. After that, you took a step back to look at the beginnings of your massive nest, this will have been the most enormous nest you've ever made, and it seemed to fit all three alphas snugly. Speaking of your alphas, they all seemed eager to move, yet they didn't until you allowed them to.

Letting out a high-pitched chirp after some time. "Ok, you guys need to get out." All three looked at each other before letting out an exasperated groan. "It'll be done when it's done!" You stated. König looked at you while the two alphas on the edges moved to get up. "But don't you want any-" Before he could finish his sentence, you had let out a growl; all three alphas took that as their sign that they needed to get out.

As they cleared your doorway into the hallway, you instantly shut the door behind them. All three stood in silence as they looked towards the door before looking between each other. But only Ghost had one thing to say after the whole ordeal.

"Did she just use us as fucking measuring tools?"

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