#Colonel Stryker

[robertsbarbie]

colonel stryker took it too far when he hurt kurt 😤

[just-dreaming-marvel]

Love That Burns ~ 18

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Word Count: 2,615ish

Summary: The team influtriates the base at Alkali Lake.

Warnings: fighting, injuries, main character death(s)

Notes: Welp, here's another chapter! Please let me know how you like it!

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Rogue, Bobby, and Pyro weren’t happy to be left on the jet while the others followed the plan and entered the Alkali base. Mystique went in first, disguised as Logan. As soon as she was able to gain control from the inside, she opened the spillway doors and allowed the others to enter the base. Logan stepped inside and immediately sniffed. He caught wind of your scent. It was barely there, but it was there. The group met Mystique in the control room.

“Have you found it?” Magneto asked, going up to the controls.

“A large portion of the energy from the dam has been diverted to this chamber,” Mystique explained, showing the map of the base on the screen.

“Cerebro,” Ororo whispered.

“There is it,” Magneto said.

“Can you shut it down from here?”

“No.”

“Come,” Magneto said to Mystique. “There’s little time.”

“Not without us,” Jean told him.

“Oh my God,” Ororo said, noticing one of the screens. “The children. Kurt, will you come with me?”

“Yes.”

As the others continued talking, Logan looked over the monitors, trying to see if he could find you anywhere. He caught sight of Stryker, most likely head towards Cerebro. If he couldn’t locate you immediately, then the next best thing was Stryker. The others were too busy forming a plan to see Logan slip his comms device out of his ear and head out of the room.

~~~

Stryker marched down the halls, headed for Cerebro.

“Make sure Weapon XII is ready,” he ordered. “I need more time.”

“Yes, sir,” one of the soldiers replied.

The soldier signaled a few others to follow him and headed to where you were being kept. You were still upright, chained to the table. The soldiers entered and one of them was quick to insert you with another dose of liquid. Then they unchained you, helping you to the ground.

“Weapon XII,” the soldier called. “You are ordered to protect Colonel Stryker. He needs more time.”

With a simple nod, you headed out with one objective: protect Stryker.

~~~

Logan was growing more frantic as he searched the base for you or Stryker. He kept coming up empty, going from room to room, hallway to hallway. The whole base was a maze. Suddenly he stopped, hearing something from down another hallway that sounded familiar. Logan headed over and down a flight of stairs into a dimly lit room. In the center of it, there was a tank of water, with his x-ray’s behind it.

Logan inhaled sharply, closing his eyes as memories of his skeleton being grafted with adamantium filled his head. Snapping his eyes opened, Logan continued to explore the room, with each piece he remembered more and more of that day. The revenge. The anger. The fight to get out of there before they erased his memories. 

“The tricky thing about adamantium is,” Stryker spoke up from behind Logan, “that if you ever manage to process its raw, liquid form, you gotta keep it that way.” He walked around, moving into Logan’s line of sight. “Keep it hot. Because once the metal cools, it’s indestructible. But you already know that. I used to think you were one of a kind, Wolverine. I was wrong.”

Logan clenched his jaw, but before he could take a move towards Stryker, your scent filled his nostrils. You stepped out of the dark, moving to stand between Logan and Stryker.

“Y/N,” Logan breathed out. There was no recognition in your eyes as you stared Logan down.

“Y/N has always been one of my favorite soldiers,” Stryker taunted. “She just needed a little reminder.”

“What did you do?”

“Enough.” Stryker walked away, leaving the two of you at a stand still.

“I won’t hurt you.” You didn’t give Logan a verbal response. You simply stepped forward, fire forming around your fists. “Y/N, it’s me. It’s Logan.” 

If this was just a little bit about how you felt towards him not knowing you, Logan would forever be sorry for the pain he caused. Looking at you without you knowing who he was, was torture.

“Y/N—“

You cut him off with a large fire ball, throwing Logan back into one of the concrete posts. With a groan, Logan stood up and spun around you face you.

“I’m not going to fight you, sweetheart. I can’t do it.”

You began to rapid fire, fireballs in his direction. He did his best to dodge them while trying to get you to remember him. Logan wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he harmed you. He had to find a way to wake you up from whatever Stryker had done to you. 

Blasting him back again, Logan slid against the ground. You marched towards him, hands warming up again. He muttered an apology as one of his legs swung out and brought you to the ground. He quickly straddled you, pinning your arms over your head. You thrashed around, trying to brake out of his tight grip. Your skin started to heat up and Logan clenched his jaw, groaning at the pain.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he tried to get you to come to. “It’s me. It’s James.”

You snarled at him, trying to break lose as your skin burned his skin.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” he told you. “I promise I wanted this scenario to be very different.”

In a blink of an eye, Logan was leaning down and kissing your lips. Slowly, you began to lose your fight against him. He broke the kiss and looked down at you, hoping that his idea had worked. You were blinking up at him.

“J—James?” You rasped.

Logan felt almost instant relief. “It’s me, sweetheart.” His voice was calm, yet full of concern. You burst into tears as you remembered the torture and the mind control. Logan quickly got off of you and pulled you into him. “I’m right here, darlin’. I’ve got you.” He held a kiss to your head as your arms tightened around him.

“I’m so sorry.”

“It wasn’t your fault. You had no control… I’m the one who should be apologizing. I should have been there with you when they raided the mansion. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah… We really need to have a talk.”

“Tell me about it.”

“I meant it. About everything. Including how you got me out of that trance.”

“I couldn’t hurt you.”

“I appreciate it. Now— ah!”

Both you and Logan cried out in pain as a high-pitched vibrating noise echoed through your minds. Your hands grabbed your head and Logan held you closer to his chest. The two of you stayed together as you groaned in pain. When the sound suddenly stopped, Logan quickly had your face in his hands, cradling it.

“Are you all right?” He asked.

“I’m fine,” you panted. “You?”

“Fine. Come on.” Logan pulled you up. “We’ve got to get Stryker and help the others.”

Logan pulled you along, sniffing out the trail that Stryker had left. He led you outside, where Stryker was readying a helicopter. Logan let go of your hand, decking Stryker in the face and causing him to fall into the snow. He pulled Stryker up and shoved him into the helicopter before punching his claws into Stryker’s side. Stryker screamed out in pain.

“How does it feel, bub?” Logan snarled. 

Stryker smiled through the pain. “Why did you come back?”

“You cut me open! You took my life!”

“You make it sound as if I stole something from you. As I recall, it was you who volunteered for the procedure. To get revenge for her death.” Stryker motioned to where you were standing over to the side. 

Logan pressed his claws into Stryker further. “Who am I?”

“You… are just a failed experiment.” Logan’s other set of claws inserted into Stryker, causing the man to cry out. “If you really knew about your past… what kind of person you were… the work we did together… People don’t change, Wolverine. You were animal then. You’re an animal now.”

“He’s not an animal!” You retorted, stepping closer. “And he did change! We both had until you showed up and ruined our lives—our future!”

Stryker laughed. “And I don’t regret it one bit.”

Before you could burn Stryker alive, a loud alarm began blaring throughout the area.

“What the hell is that?” Logan asked. “What is it?!”

“The dam’s ruptured,” Stryker answered. “It’s gonna flood water onto the spillway. It’s trying to relieve the pressure. It’s too late. In a few minutes, we’ll all be underwater. Come with me, and I’ll tell you everything you want to know.”

“Bullshit!” You exclaimed.

“She doesn’t know everything that happened. She can’t answer all your questions.”

“She knows enough,” Logan responded.

“You can’t help your friends. They’re as good as dead, Wolverine. You’re a survivor, always shave been.”

“Oh, I thought I was just an animal.” Logan threw Stryker down and chained him to the wheel of the helicopter. “If we die, you die.” He turned around and grabbed your hand. “Let’s go!”

The two of you ran back into the base, searching for your friends. As you ran through the base, the human soldiers began falling to the ground in pain.

“What’s happening?” You asked.

“Cerebro,” Logan muttered. “We’ve got to move faster.”

The two of you stumbled as the dam began to further broke, rumbling around you. Making it to the spillway, you saw your friends on the other side. Logan quickly used his claws to close the door that they were about to go through and that water was about to rush through from the other side.

“You don’t want to go that way,” said Logan. “Trust me.”

Water began to spilled through the doors.

“Come on!” You yelled. “There’s another way out of here!”

Grabbing one of the injured students, Logan led the way out to where you two had just left Stryker and the helicopter. Only neither of them were anywhere to be found.

“The helicopter was right here!” Logan exclaimed. The two of you shared a worried glance.

Low rumbling could be heard before the jet suddenly flew over the group and landed harshly into the snow. The group began to rush over when you heard a groan nearby. By yourself, you walked into the trees, following the sound. Not too far, Stryker was changed to a large cement block, dangling there.

“You can’t change him,” Stryker taunted upon seeing you. “You don’t have enough of the story.”

“I don’t care,” you murmured, twirling strands of fire in your hands. “I don’t need the whole story. I just need him, whatever that looks like.”

“I saved you… all those years ago, I pulled you out of homelessness. Gave you purpose, taught you about your abilities. I gave you what you have. Made you what you are.”

“Yes… but you also destroyed me. Destroyed my happiness… So, I’ll return the favor.” With a flick of your wrist, the metal chains against Stryker heated up. He cried out in pain as you stalked closer. “Goodbye, old friend.” Stryker screamed as he was engulfed in flames.

Back at the jet, Logan could hear the screams and smell your smoke.

“Y/N!” He shouted, looking around for you. “Y/N!” He rushed away from the jet only to find you walking out of the trees. He hurried over to you, hands coming to your arms as he looked you over. “Are you all right? What happened?”

“I needed to end it,” you looked up at Logan, almost like you were void of any emotion. “He caused all our pain… all our problems.” Logan quickly put together who you were talking about. “I had to stop him.”

Logan nodded, understanding where you were coming from. He pulled you into his side and led you onto the jet. There was panic on the jet, trying to get it up into the air. Logan helped you into a seat before rushing up to the front.

“What’s wrong?” He wondered.

“Vertical thrusters are off-line,” Scott told him.

“So fix ‘em.”

“I’m trying.”

“Hey, has anyone seen Pyro?” Rogue asked.

“He’s with Magneto,” Jean responded calmly.

Ororo and Scott kept working to get the controls back online. You watched as Jean’s eyes grew wider. You could tell something was going on. She spun around and headed down the stairs of the jet.

“Jean!” You called after her. “Jean!”

You ran over to the stairs to follow after her, only for her to use her powers to slam you into the ceiling of the jet.

“Y/N!” Logan shouted, rushing forward to catch you.

“She’s outside,” the Professor stated.

Scott jumped from his seat and ran for the stairs, only for Jean to close the staircase before Scott could get there. The jet suddenly came online as Jean walked in front of the jet.

“No! We’re not leaving!” Scott yelled. “Lower the ramp! Storm, lower it!”

The controls began working on their own. “I can’t!” Ororo responded, trying to control the jet herself. “She’s controlling the jet.”

Through the cockpit window, you could see the large wave heading towards you. Using her powers, Jean forced it to go around her and the jet.

“You, get her, now!” Logan ordered Kurt.

Kurt tried, only to not be able to move. “She’s not letting me.”

“Damn it!” Scott muttered.

“I know what I’m doing,” the Professor whispered, his eyes closed. Jean was talking through him. “This is the only way.”

Scott knelt in front of the Professor. “Jean, listen to me. Don’t do this.”

“Good-bye.”

“No, no, no, no!” You screamed.

The jet lifted higher until it was clear of the water. Then the water came crashing down where Jean stood.

“NO!” You shrieked. 

Logan held onto you as you tried to free from his grasp. The way you were moving around could hurt you or someone else, and he couldn’t have that. He could feel your body temp rising and knew that he was the only one who could handle you.

“She’s gone…” Logan told you. “She’s gone.”

“Don’t you say that!” Scott shouted, whipping around to face you and Logan. “We gotta go back.”

“She’s gone.”

“No!” Scott cried, falling to his knees.

The jet quickly grew into sounds of cries and mourning. Logan was still wrestling with you, smoke beginning to come off of you.

“Rogue,” the Professor called, motioning to you.

“No,” Logan growled, pulling you into him further and backing up. “Don’t touch her.”

“She’ll just calm her powers enough so that she doesn’t set the jet on fire.”

“Let go of me,” you grumbled, seemingly unaware of the conversation around you. How could you be? Jean, your sister, your best friend, was gone. Tears sizzled down your face due to the heat of your skin.

A fire suddenly appeared in the corner of the jet. Bobby rushed over, putting it out with his ice. Logan gripped you tighter, ignoring the way you were searing into his skin.

“Come on, Y/N,” he begged. “You’ve got to calm down.”

“Rogue,” the Professor called again.

This time, Logan didn’t fight it. He held you tightly as Rogue took her glove off and placed her hand against your open skin. You gasped, immediately feeling the affections of Rogue’s power. The tension in your body melted away, making you limp, and your skin cooled down. Logan quickly moved to sweep you off your feet before you could completely give out. He walked back to one of the seats and sat down with you.

The Professor sighed, looking to Ororo. “We need to go to Washington DC.”

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[a-leg-without-fear]

Flooded Red🩸🌧️ (masterlist)

Colonel William Stryker attacks Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Follow the events of X2: X-Men United through the eyes of an unageing blood-bender.

🩸= set in the NFW universe, in which the reader is a blood bender born in 1905 🔥= SMUT 18+ 🌧️= angst

Part One [Tumblr] (mutant!f!reader) 🩸🌧️

You wake in the middle of the night to armed men attacking your students. You face the fight of your long life, both for yourself and for the children you've raised.

Part Two [Tumblr] (mutant!f!reader) 🩸🌧️

Following the raid on the mansion, the X-Men stand divided.

[icarusredwings]

COUGH COUGH

Guilty.. for loving someone so different and yet the same. For thinking about that plane ride. Thinking about the late nights when he would pop his head under, talking to him from the top bunk.

“Hey Howlett, You want a bite? I stole it from Mr. Claws over there.” He said, with the biggest, kindest smile, one side bigger than the other. Reaching his hand down, it held what looked like a sweet roll.

“Do you have a death wish?” He had growled back then, his arms behind his head.

The upside down man just laughed, shrugging. “Ha! Don't we all? Oh shit- here he comes - Shh!”

That night, he remembered thinking that Wade might understand him. The only difference between those funny grins now was that this Wade had blue eyes and soft crow feet, a bigger crease in his face from how much he's smiled in this life.. something the gentle chocolate lab of his universe's Wade never got to experience..

"You! What did I say about taking my shit!?" His brother growled, trying to drag the man off of the bunk only for Wade to have such an excited glint in his eyes. Like he thought this was all a game at camp or something..

"Wooh! Watch out! kitty's got claws! And he's PISSED!" He announced, loud enough for Stryker to shout at them to settle down for bed and scold Wade, telling him to knock it off or he'd let Victor maul him.

"You heard him... Let him go, Vic." He muttered. "You don't even like those things."

"That's not the point, and you know it. He knows what he's doing." His brother snarled towards the bunk.

"Leave him, or you'll piss off the colonel.." He says in return, the lights being shut off by now. He hears him growl under his breath, walking away with his claws clentched into his fist.

Closing his eyes, Logan was only met with the little shits tags danging over the edge with such a shit eating grin. "Aye, thanks for defending me, back there."

By now, his own growls left his throat. "I didn't do shit, Wilson, now go the fuck to bed before I kill you myself."

"Awww, you love me too much for that, and you know it." He teased.

Logan snorts. "Tch. Yeah, right.."

Pulling himself back up, he was quick to lay down, finally still and silent.. but never for long.

"Night, Logan.."

He whispered. And right then and there Logan should have known not to walk away. He should have known to stay. He should have said goodnight..

He could have snitched on him that night. Let Victor slice him up. Maybe he didn't because he just didn't want to deal with it, but.. maybe it was fondness.

A fondness that he didn't bother chasing.. one he walked away from. Just like everything else..

COUGH COUGH

Aw damn it, I coughed up the complicated feeling of regret and second chances regarding worst wolvies affections for orgins wade!

Dag nab it! Not again!

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Cult of the First Mutant, Scenario One, Reader "Chatting" with Col. William Stryker:

Reader: in human form, trapped in a glowing ring of signs and sigils and circles on a freezing metal floor in a hidden base

Stryker: What... is this creature? This isn't the beast depicted in those old scraps of paper!

Reader: Um... hi? 👋

Stryker: Is it some kind of mutant freak? Get a chain or a leash for it; we'll see if they can fit our needs...

Reader: Wait, what?!

Guards: approaching

Reader: scared and p*ssed

Reader: ENOUGH!!! turns into their "divine" form

Stryker, the scientists, and guards: 😨😰😟

Reader: You little freakin' jerk! That is NOT how you treat people!

Stryker: What-

Reader: snaps their fingers, and everyone but Stryker goes still

Reader: You're a hateful little man, you know. Blegh. I don't know how you sleep at night...

Stryker: I've done everything to ensure the survival of the human race! I've caged beasts just like you! All of your kind will be dead!

Reader: cracks their neck Is that so? Tell me, oh "great" Colonel, was it worth it?

Stryker: What?

Reader: Was it worth it, to kill your son?

Stryker: I did no such thing! That- that thing wasn't my son! My son died the moment those ungodly powers manifested!

Reader: Hmmm... no. Your hatred, your fear, has driven you... not the need to "protect mankind" or whatever cr*p you jerks tell people...

Stryker: He killed my wife!

Reader: You took him away from the only man who could help him control his powers! What happened was an accident! One that would have been avoided if you and your wife weren't ableist, unknowing, toxic people!

Stryker: Listen here you-

Reader: LISTEN TO ME, YOU LITTLE B********! YOU, BECAUSE OF YOUR BLIND, FEARFUL HATRED, KILLED YOUR SON! YOU AND YOUR WIFE PUSHED HIM, HURT HIM, AND ISOLATED HIM! THIS! IS! YOUR! FAULT!

Stryker: I... I...

Stryker: falls to his knees

Stryker: I have nothing...

Reader: You've hurt countless others, killed them, butchered them, and ripped them from their families, their homes, their lives... you've even hurt two of my friends...

Stryker: visibly pales

Reader: But... I'm here to offer you a chance to do better. A way to take back most of the harm you've caused. I'll set you back in the past, with the knowledge of all of this; you'll have your wife, your son, and your job; but- you will never join the Weapon X Program. You will not spread mutant hate and racism. You can live quietly with your family, having a happy life, or stand up for mutant rights, or convince your friends in the government to focus on other, more useful, advances in history... I offer all of this freely... but don't take this for granted... this is a one-time offer, and if you say no... that is on you...

Stryker: ... I... I accept...

Reader: Good... I don't think you're entirely evil, Mr. William, but you're a broken man who let his fears and prejudices best him... with this choice, you take it all back, and start anew. You should feel proud of yourself; not everyone accepts such a choice

Stryker: What... what will I do? What... what would you have me do?

Reader: Well... what about medicine? Or mental health? Not that snake oil or psycho surgery nonsense, but perhaps helping others, understanding them, and finding ways to make their lives just a bit better?

Stryker: ... okay

Reader: Good! Well, then, good-bye, then, Mr. William; welcome to the right side-

Reader: snaps their fingers, and everything fades away...

(And this is why it's Dr. Cornelius who was experimenting, and there was no mention of Stryker! Because Reader offered him a chance to do better, and he actually took it!) (Of course, he's also a bit shaken by seeing Reader, who old scrolls and temples called the First Mutant, but, well, he has his family back, so he's ready to accept whatever they say-)

(Woo! Powerful and confused Reader!)

[missmarveledsblog]

Not just a flower child huh? ( logan howlett x reader ) part 4

summary : jean get the result of the test she ran on y/n only to find something that well didn't make sense but did all in the one go . The findings , well they needed to know more about the lab and logan of all people not expecting the answer to their questions.

warning : angst af , past childhood trauma , child abuse ( what happen to our girl when she was in the lab) second hand guilt

(previous part)

It couldn’t be right ? but yet she checked it over and over compare the two and yet one  their it was as clears day on the screen .  it made no sense  , maybe the machine was on the brink but the others ones too was impossible.  Yet in the absurdity of it all it weirdly made sense  when jean pieced it all together maybe the professor would know the right way to go about it all and maybe it was time to see if y/n could tell them more of the lab she was kept in and who kept her there.  She was so worried sharing the result maybe this was a bad idea , maybe it would make  it all come back and stunt the little progress y/n had made.  What if she lied and told her everything else and left it out  then again she didn’t want to lie at all . it was hard she become fond of y/n in the short time the woman was with them she admired and could call her a friend . the strength and courage, the selfless courage to protect those before herself no matter how much it would hurt .   she didn’t want to be the one to hurt her or bring back something painful . that day she seen what y/n showed the professor something like that would haunt the hardest of hearts and it killed jean for y/n to think it was her fault .  she cried that night scott had to hold her while she sobbed for the pain and heartache her new friend carried and let haunt her every night . another think she notice  first time she was able to see into the womans mind it was like she was shielding them of the horrors she witnessed another selfless act. 

“ call the team including y/n i can be the one to break it but we can not keep this from her break the trust we made” the professors voice rang in her head.

A deep sigh jean grey agreed rounding up the team and y/n as they sat in the  professor office. She wondered why she was gathered in with them all did she do something wrong , the concerned look on jeans face didn’t help when the woman notice she was looking she tried smiling but it  wasn’t real  it was forced . 

“ you’re not in trouble dear girl” the professor chuckled making his way to the desk the copy of jeans findings in his lap .  “ we have the result of your test something well  it came to our attention you share the same mutation as someone in the room “ he said softly. 

“ you and jean we already know she does those mind tricks “ logan teased hoping it would ease her tension. 

“ actually she shares you mutation logan a form of it almost identical” charles explained . 

“ but that can’t be possible you’re not saying she my kid right” he asked feeling sick to his stomach . 

“Not possible i was there at her birth and you are not our mothers type” piotr countered. 

“ no she doesn’t share his actual  dna , it more you mutation , the enhance sense like smell , the hearing , his healing factor ” jean asked. 

“ how you able to tell who’s coming so quickly” scott pieced it together. 

“ i thought that was cause i’m traumatized” she mumbled trying to make sense of it all .

“ the people your parents sold you too , they keep you this whole time , do you know anything of them?” storm asked . 

“ they were american or well i think they were they spoke english  , the man they called him colonel he took me to the lab , he said he wasn’t going to make the same mistake again ” she said his face flooding her mind. 

“ is this the man “ charles asked her showing the picture of her tormentor , the one who stole her innocence and childhood . 

“That’s him , stryker “  those word hit him like a ton of bricks  like she knocked the air out of logans lungs , her earlier words “ he wasn’t going to make the same mistake again”  she was taken because logan got away.  

“ he must of had a vile of your dna or something and gave it to her” scott spoke . 

“ yes i think we know that part genius” logan rolled his eyes and yet internally he felt like he was going to throw up if only his memory wasn’t lost he would of been able to stop stryker , he would been able to stop the pain she endure. 

 “ i don’t have claws or anything” she asked suddenly looking at her hands . 

“ no  only the elemental power , telekinesis   , mind control , and ability to read minds  and well his senses and healing factor like regeneration  , the elemental are the one of your own mutation as well as the telekinesis but the rest well was whatever they gave you “ charles explained. 

“ making you most powerful mutant here” scott blurted out. 

“  well least i didn’t go through it all for nothing “ she mused dryly.  

“ i’m guessing they force the mutation to come out?” . 

“ it makes sense why i don’t have scars i always wondered why the scars went” she said more to herself not noticing the sad looks on the others faces or how her brother fist clenched or how tense logan was.  “ at first they tried a non physical approach scar me i would cry and scream for them to stop but they never would some would even laugh and taunt me , then when that didn’t work they  used their imaginations sometimes i would pass out it was too much “. 

“ no one will ever hurt you again” piotr pulled her to his side only for her to flinch at the rudeness before relaxing . 

“ could i be excused please” she asked softly . 

“ of course if you need to talk we are all here if you need us” storm spoke up . 

They all sat silent even after she was gone , they knew the world was cruel but they just fathom how depraved it truly could be even to something so sweet and innocent like a child.  She really did have their respect more and more each day . 

This time he really couldn’t sleep some how he felt some sort of responsibility and other part of him was glad  she did have his mutation , the fact she was always going to have the mental scares of what she went through she didn’t need the physical one to remind her even more . he could imagine the sick ways they did it , he knew stryker , how cold and void of humanity in that mans ways he’d seen it first hand and now to know .. could he class her as his friend . to know someone as amazing and special as y/n .  walking down the silent halls he could see the kitchen light already on meaning she once again couldn’t sleep . he couldn’t help chuckle to see the beer awaiting him , the light cast of ice around the glass and the back door open . walking out to see her standing at a fire pit  he knew wasn’t always there but nothing got past that charles . he watched as she clicked her fingers and the flame that appeared  lowering it in to the pit  . 

“ you should start sleeping aren’t you like old as this place” she asked pulling the chairs over to the pit and taking a seat. 

“Actually probably am” he chuckled taking a seat pulling out the cigar only for her to click her fingers and hold her hand out in his direction. 

“ bag of tricks” she smirked making him laugh. 

“ your something” he smiled . 

“ that could go either way that comment” she arched her brow. 

“ you have every reason to hate the world , to be angry at it and yet your not” he said truthfully . 

“ the world didn’t hurt me people did , well it seems the same person who hurt you hurt me” she sighed. 

“ and i was an unbearable prick because of it “ he smiled when he heard her laugh  it was one of his favorite sounds.

“ it sucks i don’t have the kitty claws , they look so useful for the cooking i’ve been doing lately” .

“ not kitty claws sweetheart but if you need help in kitchen call me  i can show you” he winked.  

“ your hair is like the ears too” she snorted. 

“ ok i prefer you calling me doberman now” he rolled his eyes.

 “ your not such an unbearable prick” she smiled. 

“ and you're not a monster” he said. 

“ if you saw you would think differently  i kill many men” she admitted. 

“ and i bet it was to protect someone”. 

“ it was  and part of me wanted to  as revenge but i don’t want to talk about it not tonight it’s a nice night to feel normal  or pretend to “ she sighed watching the sky above her. 

He was still pissed off , knowing another asset was gone but he knew he would get her back , he just needed to  do it carefully ,   he need to make sure whatever they planned was perfectly executed or it would get harder and harder. William stryker knew the damage she could do and how she could rid the world of the thing he despised most . he’d spent too long to give up now and he wasn’t letting history repeat never again would he face the humiliation he did before  , his reputation was nearly non existent and this was his last shot to get some of his dignity back . the first target would be the school that held them there , burning that to the ground would be a great start to the reckoning . he wondered if he got her to comply would the same trick work on logan maybe the two together oh the  destruction in their path would be catastrophic  but for now he would settle on her even get more serums to work make her completely indestructible.  Now it was getting her back  , back to the cage he wouldn’t mix her with anyone that was a mistake but the tape he held of her after how she pulled them a part like they were made of paper , how she made them suffer it was a piece of art and he was the artist .  this time he was going to be the one on top and god help any mutant that got in his way when he was .

Part five

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[tiffany-loves-broadway]

The Nameless

It's pride month, so I'm finally getting into X-Men. (Okay, I didn't actually plan it out that way, but it lined up.) Anyway, I'm surprised that everyone hasn't already gone nuts about the X2 villain's extremely miserable trans daughter.

Now, the thing is, this isn't explicitly confirmed in the text. But the subtext is in-your-face enough that it feels dismissive to call it a "headcanon". Like, this is the same movie with the line "have you tried... not being a mutant?" in it, and this character being trans isn't particularly subtler writing than that. I don't think it was intended to be so obvious, though. 2003 was a different time.

So, like, quick rundown on the plot of X2. Colonel William Stryker (in the comics he was a minister instead) is a bigot who wants to exterminate all mutants. His most vital asset in doing this is his "son", known only as "Mutant 143", or more often by her birth name, "Jason Stryker". Mutant 143 is a powerful psychic who can control people through dreamlike visions. William never accepted his child's mutation, and pulled her from Charles Xavier's school when he realized that Professor X had no intention of "curing" her. William blames his daughter for his wife's suicide; he had Mutant 143 lobotomized and began a plan to use her as a weapon against all other mutants.

And the thing is, Mutant 143 physically looks like this:

But like. Why wouldn't she, with that kind of dad? He has full power over her and has deliberately rendered her a dependent he can micromanage. I mean, Jesus Christ, the line I just randomly stumbled upon while opening and closing my media player to get that screencap was William Stryker saying

No, Charles, my son is dead! My son is dead, just like the rest of you.

Meanwhile, she consistently depicts herself in her psychic visions as this little girl:

And, like, okay, the extremely surface-level I-never-think-about-trans-people reading of that is that she's picking a "harmless" form to better insinuate herself into her targets' minds. But first off, the film never says that; it doesn't even really imply it. She doesn't pick different forms for different people; we only ever see her psychic ego as that little girl. Second off, her power doesn't really require her to put effort into seeming harmless to control people; the dream visions are more of an aesthetic flare on her power than they are a necessary mechanism. When she gets her psychic talons into someone, she can just directly command them to do whatever the fuck out-of-character thing and they'll do it regardless of plausibility. She's the classic cheesy horror trope of the scary possessed little girl, and frankly I don't think it would be any easier to get Professor X to kill all mutants on the orders of a little girl than a little boy.

She's been reduced to a shell of a person, but some element of personal identity still remains there. In her power. The thing she's being oppressed for.

This character doesn't receive a real name in canon. She gets two names from her shitty father: the dehumanization inherent in "Mutant 143" is fairly obvious and uncontroversial, but given everything I'm saying here, I don't think "Jason" is really better. She likely identifies with that name exactly insofar as she's been brainwashed into wanting her own kind dead.

It complicates things a bit that Professor X, another powerful psychic who would likely know her well, also calls her "Jason" a few times. But given the unfortunate circumstances of the film's plot... even if he knew, what else would he call her? She hasn't been fortunate enough in life to get a real name. It's not like, within the plot of the movie, stopping and pointing out what was going on would have been likely to help anything.

This is thematically important to the movie. Magneto certainly isn't meant to be right about everything, but there is a sympathetic throughline to him and his attitudes about the oppression of mutants. Earlier in the movie, he indicates that he sees mutants' cape names (like "Magneto") as their real names, and he encourages his allies to see themselves that way. The trans applicability here is fairly obvious; superheroes and supervillains make up their own names that make their marginalized status obvious. They can publicly identify with them to advertise their mutant status to the world instead of hiding behind ordinary names they were given by majority society.

This character, this properly unnamed character, never got anything like that. She never got to choose her own name. She was compelled by force to betray herself and commit to an external name that was entirely hostile to her.

Anyway, after the X-Men escape from her devious psychic maze they leave her behind in a collapsing building where she presumably dies because she's unable to move herself without assistance. Life sucks and shit happens. It was 2003.

Looking through relevant tags, I was able to find a few short posts discussing this idea, but I'm surprised that they're so sparse and I'm surprised that they treat the idea as so speculative. It really leapt out at me, watching the movie.

[hermesserpent-stuff]

based on this post: Link!

@golden-buddle anndddd @honey-minded-hivemind

tw: torture, referenced child abuse, government experiments

Remy stares at the ceiling finger tracing and retracing where he knows that device was implanted what feels like forever ago in the back of his neck. The feeling of it cutting off his ability to move his leg and it shocking him to tears. He can taste the electricity on the back of his teeth even now. Or is that the powers that he had not been allowed to use in weeks? He shivers and finds his face wet. He had not noticed the tears starting to escape him and berates himself. Sabretooth is always wilder when he smelled tears on Remy, refusing to let him get up for food and other necessities. Scrubbing the tears away would not help. 

Some sort of government agency had captured Remy. Captured him and shoved something under his skin that he wants to claw out with blunt fingernails. Victor Creed had come for him. And then the horrid people had dumped something on Creed and blasted away his shreds of humanity, leaving Sabretooth behind. Colonel William Stryker who seems to be running the base wanted Sabretooth as an attack dog, using Remy as his leash. From how Remy understands the situation, Creed is taken off of… whatever pheromones to go out on missions for Colonel Styker, left with just enough humanity to be able to find a target and rip them to shreds before returning. In exchange for a good job, Sabretooth gets another dose of whatever they were using and visual on Remy, with some vents so that he can smell Remy.

Sabretooth used to try to attack guards and scientists and the walls between him and Remy. But even the beast could understand that when he did things that the guards and scientists did not like, Remy got shocked. And Remy’s pain seems to be a great deterrent to doing any misbehavior. Probably has something to do with Sabretooth seeing him as cub, even if it does not seem that the beast recalls much else.

Fight, kill, eat, sleep, and care for cub. That seems to be it. Remy has not had a true conversation with anyone in so long, and he fears he will never be able to talk to Creed again. 

For particularly well-done hunts, Sabretooth gets to come into Remy’s cell to physically scent him and press too close for Remy’s shaky comfort. But the man does not recall how much Remy distrusts physical contact he does not initiate or makes him feel trapped.  Colonel William Stryker loves the fact that Sabretooth grows more vicious and feral when Remy has been ripped away from him. Which they always do in the end. 

The device in his neck pulses and he can feel is nerves arching and wiggling as he looses control of his limbs. He lets out a sob and he can feel his Charm starting to slip from his control. He clings to it tightly and closes his eyes as scientists touch him and take his blood and inject him with something that makes him loopy. They kept drugging him to keep him from blowing things up. Not that he had much at hand to blow up anymore. And if the Charm impacted the scientists and they did things? Well, Remy learned long ago how to lock his brain away from what is happening to him.

But today he keeps his Charm under lock and key.

“Right. He’s good to go. Might need to get some hair and spit samples later after we test this set of blood samples. Let the feral in.”

Remy whimpers at the last words and he can hear snickering from the gaurds  that find his reactions amusing. He had heard their laughter the first time Sabretooth had pinned him and Remy had screamed and cried, fighting against a beast that pressed far far to close. 

Remy gets the use of his limbs back and curls into a tight ball as he waits. He hears the doors reopen and the sound of sniffing and growling. Remy takes a deep breath and twists, shifting to lean against the wall as best he can with the dizzying drugs pulsing in his system. He finds his Charm slipping away from his control as he looks at Creed who is crouched and sniffing the air from the other side of the cell. 

“H-hey kitty.”

He whispers out, voice cracking violently. Sabretooth surges forward, tugging him away from the wall and starts licking all the places that needles had been. Sabretooth growls and purrs, holding Remy tight while his sandpaper tongue goes over Remy’s skin. Remy shivers and feels his stomach flip violently at the touch; but he can see the absolute fear in the back of Sabretooth’s eyes. The worry. The pain. Tucked right in there with the violent feralness that has left blood in Sabretooth’s hair and under his nails. Remy takes deep shaky breathes, shoving down the bile in a way that is far too familiar. Sabretooth needs him calm. 

“H-hi. G-good hunt, huh, homme? Your hair’s all… messy.”

Words are hard as he feels his chest protest the feeling of a nose at his neck as Sabretooth pins him to the floor. He slowly raises his hands and gently runs his hands along the man’s sides. 

“Y-you did good. Got back to me! Bein.” 

He is crying. He cannot help it. It is how his body responds to all the different layers of distress that are crushing him with their weight.

Would they ever get out of this hell?

Sabretooth purrs low and sweet and Remy closes his eyes, pretending that he is at home. In their nest with Creed who is asking him about- something, anything. He sobs again and the beast on top of him croons and nuzzles, the attempts to comfort only driving Remy’s mind further into the sickly sweet embrace of the dizziness caused by the drugs. There is a ding that informs them both that there is now food in the cell. Sabretooth presses more firmly into Remy to discourage him from getting up. Remy whimpers and curls his fingers against the feral whose weight is fully on him. There is no escape from Sabretooth like this. 

Maybe he would get used to it. The possessive rages and the pinning to keep Remy from moving around. The nuzzling and purring without asking in all the places that Remy hates. Maybe he… used to it… Maybe…

He finds himself slowly fading into sleep as Sabretooth’s warmth slowly leaches downwards into his bones.

[skylarstark4826]

I loved this beautiful Fanart of Kuroro's X-Men 2: United ship of the characters of Kurt Wagner (Nightcrawler) and Ororo Munroe (Storm) together and especially because the first time I saw them together in the movie I immediately felt that there was a lot of chemistry between them and I really would have liked that we had had this same scene in the X-Men 2 movie: United with Kurt and Ororo because it really would have been something really great to see between them 2 together. And above all because I really love that in the Ororo he was walking and then he will notice Kurt hanging face down with the help of his tail just as it happened when he was exhaling them while they talked to Mystique and Magneto about Colonel William Stryker and his secret base and then she starts walking to him and once she approaches him then Ororo takes Kurt's head and brings him closer to her so he can kiss him on the lips to which Kurt surprised and in shock takes a moment before he also approaches her and kisses her in the same way she did putting his hand on her head just like she did with him. That's really something so romantic between them that I couldn't believe when I saw it for the first time and especially because I'm really a big fan of their ship together and I really would have liked to have been able to see them longer together in the second X-Men 2 movie but also in the Dark Phoenix movie and both would have become a beautiful romantic and canonical couple... sincerely

By the way, these beautiful Fanarts of them are not mine and the credits are not for me, but I will let you know that right here I am going to leave you the link of the real creator on DeviantArt.

[startrekfangirl2233-writes]

Hello

Well I was thinking about 41 with pilot reader x Hagman

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Hello! I hope you like this one! I went AU for this ask and wrote up a quick Pacific Rim drabble with Pilot!Reader and Hangman! Here is Kiss #41 Because the World is Saved. All of the Jaeger names are thanks to @thedroneranger and @mayhemmanaged brainstorming and help!

A Kiss After Saving the World

It hasn't been very long at all since monsters began terrorizing the world. But they're not anything like what all of the old science fiction novels said they'd be like. For one, they didn't come to us from space. They emerged from a colossal portal at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean called the breach. The monsters, called Kaiju, attacked coastal cities while causing unprecedented damage. No conventional weapons or technologies could touch them. In the decade since the first Kaiju attacks, things have changed drastically.

Never has the world been more united. The only line of defense between the coastal cities of the world and the Kaiju were colossal piloted robots called the Jaeger. Each robot was operated by two pilots, attached via neural link, each responsible for a side of the robot. By linking the pilots, you could ensure seamless communication between them and the two could work as one to drive the Kaiju back. It worked - for a while. Then bigger and more dangerous Kaiju started to ascend from the Breach and more and more Jaegers started to fall in their wake. That's when the world began building the sea walls to protect humanity while decommissioning the Jaegers. The walls didn’t really work, but there’s nothing the Pan Pacific Defense Corps could do. There's only one Jaeger facility operating in the world now, the Hong Kong Shatterdome.

There are only four Jaegers in the colossal hangar and enough crew and operations personnel to ensure they’ll be piloted properly. There is also only one chance to shut down the breach for good. It’ll take a targeted nuclear warhead to the center of the breach. You’re the newest pilot in the Shatterdome and the only pilot compatible with Lieutenant Commander Jake Seresin, callsign Hangman, formerly of the United States Navy, currently of the Pan Pacific Defence Corps. He’s an interesting man, Commander Seresin, taciturn and cocky by turn even as he maintains that you will never be good enough to pilot this mission. 

You’ve had three Kaiju battles since you took up the vacant pilot seat on the Gypsy Starfall and Jake still believes you’re not going to be good enough. You’re starting to believe it yourself. Every time you drift with him, you see his prior drift partner, Lieutenant Commander Javy Machado, the man who was once known as Coyote. Hangman and Coyote piloted the Gypsy Starfall for over four years, fighting back dozens of Category Three and Four Kaiju successfully, but Jake refuses to let you in. Your drifts with him bridge the gap between shallow and deep by a thread every time, one stray thought away from dissolving into chaos. Through sheer force of will, Jake’s managed to keep you from plummeting into that chaos.

You’re in the final briefing before the nuclear run at the Breach when the sirens blare. 

“It’s a Category Five Kaiju, codename Slattern. All Pilots to their Jaegers. This is an all hands on deck situation.” Colonel Kazansky sounds as serious as you’ve ever heard him.

Within minutes you’re suited up and in Gypsy Starfall’s cockpit. Across the way you can see Payback and Fanboy loading up into Banshee Dagger and Phoenix and Bob sinking into Stryker Mayhem. You know that Rooster and Maverick are in Eagle Tirade to your right as well. 

“Peony, do you read me?” Jake’s voice always makes you feel like you belong in a Jaeger when you hear him in the drift.

“Hangman, loud and clear.” Even your brainwaves sound nervous.

The four Jaegers move in unison, progressing in a straight line towards the breach. There’s a wicked storm brewing over the expanse and right as the Gypsy Starfall crosses the final defenses of the Hong Kong Sea Wall, you see the colossal head of Slattern peek out of the rift. It’s the biggest Kaiju you’ve ever seen and it’s not alone. It’s being guarded by two Category Threes, Otachi and Leatherback. It’s Otachi that you and Jake had beat back most recently and the Kaiju obviously holds a grudge because it’s rushing you as soon as it sees you. Thank god for your newly updated energy blade and the cover from Eagle Tirade’s guns. It’s through sheer luck that you spear Otachi through the heart. But Otachi’s death, and Leatherback’s death soon afterward drive Slattern into a driving rage. The colossal creature rushes towards the wall and soon all you can hear are Jake’s thoughts as the two of you fight with all your breath to beat the brute back.

You can’t let him decimate the Hong Kong Shatterdome and Hong Kong City. Jake’s entire family is there. He (You) can’t afford to bury any more people he (you) love. It’s with a roar of pure desperation that you both activate the one mayday weapon onboard Gypsy Starfall other than the nuclear warhead housed in her chest, a sonic cannon. The battering soundwaves drive Slattern back inch by excruciating inch until the brute’s teetering on the edge of the rift.

“We have to push him in, Jake!” You’re screaming down the drift link between you.

“Yeah, sweetheart, I know. But how?” He sounds exhausted, far more like an old man than a 30 year old.

“We’re the only thing heavy enough, Jake! One push and he takes us and the warhead with him. I’ll eject you and take on Star’s full neural load. Once we’re through the rift, I’ll blow the warhead.” You can feel the arguments against your plan even before they fly through the drift to you.

“I don’t have anybody in Hong Kong waiting for me.” A tear drips down your cheek at the thought of leaving your friends, leaving Jake, behind.

“You have me waiting for you, sweetheart. So we’ll do this instead. We’ll both push Slattern into the rift. Then we’ll both eject, okay?” But you don’t even have the chance to respond as you see another colossal Cat 5 Kaiju begin to approach through the Breach. You and Jake gun the engines on Gypsy Starfall and shove Slattern and his friends back to the hell they came from. That’s the last thing you remember.

You wake up to the sound of waves lapping against your ejection pod. The Pacific Ocean is roiling around you as waves higher than your head bat the pod around like it’s a toy. Jake! Where is he? It’s far too long before the waves subside and you finally see his pod floating a ways away. 

“Jake?” Your voice is a hoarse scream as you grab a bit of driftwood and begin to row towards his pod. When you open the pod he’s just come to.

“Jake!” You’re crying again.

“Peony! You’re alive!” He kisses you then, soft and sweet. You can’t help how you sob in his arms when you pull away.

“We did it, sweetheart. We saved the world.” That’s where you stay until the helicopters come find you, tethered to the one man who you know better than you know yourself. Your soulmate and if you dare say it, the love of your life. Nothing can bring the two of you down. Not even a Kaiju.

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USA BASEBALL/COLLEGE SUMMER BASEBALL - and - SAVANNAH BANANAS ONE SHOT RPF - Savannahskaya Kadrovsky??!! -

(AN: 2022 turned out to be FIRST ever year and now just the only year following one of the more fun teams in college summer ball - the iconic and funny Savannah Bananas of the Coastal Plain League, which in the past few years have spun off two pro teams in theor umbrella playing their own take on baseball, Banana Ball. Now they are committed to play that form year round and leaving the CPL, but the memories of those first years of CPL play will forever go down as part of its history. I therefore present to the fans this one shot RPF featuring these guys from Savannah and the fun ways they have played baseball in these past years up to today and the first Ukraine-set fic of many featuring these guys in yellow, including a full blown RPF fic of their POV of the events in that country. To link up the fics with the wider universe I've included Scott Hatteberg, a former teammate of Eric Byrnes with the A's - and a Team USA Baseball CNT alumnus. This is dedicated to Dalton Maudin and Tanner Thomas - the two members of the Bananas organization and its constituent teams that have been bringing out weekly vlogs on Youtube, you better check them both, as well as Dalton's music there as well and on Spotify!)

SOMEWHERE IN POLTAVA OBLAST

SUNDAY MAY 22, 2022

1400H EEST

"The regiment from Savannah has done it again?!!"

That is the reaction from no less than BG Mark deRosa, the operational commander of US forces in Ukraine under the 46th Command. That regiment, the 716th Savannah, established in the spring of 2015, and led by its now newly promoted commander COL Byrnes, who took over this year from its first commandant, COL Cole, now a honorary Brigadier General and its first ever regimental colonel now retired even at a young age, had been in Ukraine since April, among the first of the collegiate units to be sent to the country to assist the war effort, fight alongside Americans in the International Legion of Territorial Defense and with Ukrainians in the Armed Forces and the National Guard, and also to give the young guys a taste of what their service to the nation entalls.

"Yeah indeed," replied COL Garza. "Those boys whose regiment carries yellow and white colors. They did it again!"

He and others on an ongoing meeting of the command staff in northern Poltava Oblast were referring to those TikTok and Twitter videos, as well as those on Telegram, featuring the boys of this young formation.

It is the sole infantry regiment among the formations of the 351st Southeastern Coastal Infantry Brigade, activated 1997 and whose numeral honors the North Carolina based Coastal Militia Rifles, a militia formation raised in 1935 which in 1936 was granted affilation with what is now the 169th Corps of the 46th Mobilization Command, US Army Reserve, affilated to the Southern Defense Command during the Second World War as a territorial defense brigade which lasted until the early 1950s. Their nickname of Bananas is a nod to the agricultural past of their home city and their full dresss honors partly its Union liberators during the Civil War and its home front efforts in both World Wars.

They began as a ROTC company in late 2015. Almost a year later, the 716th Infantry Battalion was activated, and within 5 years, evolved from a Humvee-armed unit into wheeled mechanized infantry, armed with the Stryker systems, and as a three battalion regiment, with its 2nd and 3rd battalions including minority and immigrant personnel to reflect its home city's character. One battalion each is made up of reservists and the Georgia Army National Guard, making up for a total of 5 battalions.

But these boys' Tiktok combat videos, set to popular Western pop tunes, have got the people motivated to know what is going on in the Ukrainian frontlines. They have been for weeks now in a tense battle for popularity against the Chechen National Guardsmen from Chechnya in Russia, which have been in the Ukrainian front since the onset of the invasion, as well as several of the Ukrainian frontline brigades and militia units, which have similar pop content. These so-called "Yellowshirts" after the yellow and white colors during its foundation today wear the same uniform as those deployed to Ukraine but with a yellow and white armband with the regimental DUI on it as well as the arms of their home city.

The 46th's Ukrainian operational HQ and elements of the 78th Brigade Combat Team had been watching what the boys had been doing on and off the field, while recieving word that their actions in the Soledar front have helped the local Ukrainian forces get motivated to continue the struggle in the weeks prior. Now they have been rotated out with a new assignment north of Kramatorsk City as a reserve formation ready to fight in the Donbas region. They will be on R&R before returning to their then brand new barracks located in Kovel in Volyn Oblast for equipment resupplies as well as to await the arrival of the local maintenance battalion from their home city. The town was chosen as it is a sister city to Chamblee, just northwest of Atlanta, the state capital. Just as in the other American and Canadian formations they were given a Ukrainian advisory team - in that case with officers and NCOs from the 14th Mechanized Infantry Brigade based in Volodymyr City, Volyn Oblast.

Thus the brigadier general had during the meeting phoned the now retired BG Jessie Cole, the newly appointed regimental colonel, on what the boys have had been doing in the frontlines. They were there since early April assigned there in Kovel town, with the 2nd battalion of the 72nd Atlanta based there as well and the local battalion based in Savannah from said regiment, both since early May. They chose that city to keep their ties to Georgia state and its traditions while in country as the first of the collegiate summer service units and the only regiment of its kind so far to fight for the cause of Ukraine in the opening months of the war. He had just arrived in Kramatosk that day with his wife Emily to check on the boys before joining them on the journey back to Kovel.

"I have with me one of COL Byrnes' friends and one who served with him in Oakland. This is now LTC Scott Hatteberg. This year I called for the man to return to service after retiring as a battalion XO almost two decades ago in Oakland. He will be our liason officer on behalf of the brigade, Mr. Cole, with your regiment as its new commander was a friend of his," said the brigadier general on the mobile phone.

"Understood Mark, I now will bring in Eric," Jesse responded. As usual he wore his variant yellow working dress but without the top hat he wore replacing the kepi beginning with his early retirement. The kepi had been worn alternately with the bicorne by officers of the regiment when in full dress in ceremonial events to honor the military history of its home city.

"Thanks sir."

Then Eric got on the cellphone.

"Morning, sir, Colonel Byrnes here of the 716th Infantry Regiment."

"IS THAT YOU ERIC BYRNES? This is Brigadier General Mark DeRosa of the 78th Brigade Combat Team based out of Cary, NC, I have one of your buddies in Oakland with me who is a graduate of the brigade's training program."

"Yes I am, sir. And is that guy with you, sir, Scott Hatteberg?"

"Affirmative colonel Byrnes. How's your regiment now on R&R after all those weeks in Soledar?"

"Nice so far, the American people and the people of Savannah have enjoyed the antics of the men of the 1st Battalion and also our combat videos all this time, which have awakened Americans on what we are supposed to do to aid Ukraine at this time."

"Regarding those in between combat dancing videos on TikTok and Twitter of your boys, as well as on Telegram, are they all true?!"

"Yes, DeRosa, and the people have loved it."

"Cannot believe this, but you boys are better than those Chechens. Dancing, singing, having fun in the field but fighting better than them and the Russians. And who suggested these?"

"Our first battalion commander LTC Gilliam, who has been with us since it was a battalion, and our long time A Company commander soon to be captain Bill Leroy, who's a 1LT by now alongside his faithful XO 1LT Kyle Luigs. The two began with the regiment on secondment from their colleges, last year, following their graduation, when I was appointed regimental commander to replace Jesse who retired a Brigadier General, he recommended that the two be granted permanent status due to their long service with 1st Battalion, and indeed they were permanenty assigned since then."

"1st Platoon commander?"

"1LT Jackson Olson, sir, joined the regiment early this year."

"2nd Platoon is led by whose officer?"

"1LT Dalton Cornett. All officers, NCO and enlisted here, general, were selected for permanent duty in the years after it became a regiment from being a battalion and these people and others from the past 5 years who served on secondment from their respective colleges and universities before with the local lads recruited from within the state were the once I asked, upon the urging of the regimental colonel, to join the 1st Battalion on permanent status. Some of these officers here in the battalion, DeRo, as well as NCOs and enlisted with no collegiate service here nor even direct ties, were recruited on national lines thanks to the efforts of our depot battalion personnel, while the regiment still retains its seconded personnel from the colleges and universities."

"3rd platoon commanding officer is.."

"Turner Pruitt. Was with the regiment in 2021 and is a 1LT. 2LT Bryce Madron from Cowley College's battalion, seconded from his alma mater's unit, joined the regiment on its Ukrainian deployment as the 4th platoon's commander."

"Your PAO chief?"

"CPT Biko Skalla."

"The A Company first sergeant?"

"SFC Malachi Mitchell."

"Acknowleged colonel, will have to bring in LTC Scott Hatteberg. I am damn proud of all of them for their efforts to help Ukraine's ongoing fight by any means. And regarding retired MSGT Bill Lee, your honorary regimental sergeant major for a few months now, he's at home in Connecticut, but has come to Savannah when the regiment was around for months before the departure to Ukraine, I've been told."

"Mark, Bill Lee was appointed by the regiment to serve in a honorary capacity due to his age, but his strength and fitness was still the same when he served with the 1st Boston and the Montreal City Fusiliers. And sir, he sent you an email yesterday thanking you all in the 78th for the support given to his secondary home of Savannah and the 716th Infantry. He was there in the sendoff ceremony last March. He still takes time to visit Grayson Barracks to visit our depot battalion and those recruits who have finished basic training."

"Was a pleasure. Tell him we are forever grateful for his service with the 846th Command and the 169th Corps and we also congratulate him for his appointment as honorary sergeant major."

"Noted, sir."

Then Scott got the phone to talk to Eric, whom he formerly served with.

"Scott Hatteberg here, Lieutenant Colonel, US Army. Just been returned to service after retirement. Now a part of the 78th Brigade Combat Team. It's because I was a part of the collegiate training unit under that platoon years before. You still remember me from those years?" he started up the chat.

"Yes Scott, this is Eric, I still remember those days in the Oakland barracks and training fields together with others. Glad you're back in uniform again. How's your regiment going?"

"Been a tough few weeks in Soledar, but boy, these were tough but happy days for the boys in yellow. Fighting against Russians and the Chechen allies at the front, but we never waivered, we never gave up hope in the fight with our Ukrainian allies."

"You guys going back to Kovel after this to recharge for the trip home and then to prepare to return here for the summer offensives?"

"You bet we are, Scott."

"I am thankful to you for having been a part of those years I spent in Oakland, as well as to General DeRosa for giving me this chance to coordinate jointly our efforts as well as with the other US and Canadian forces fighting with our Ukrainian allies. I'm sure this is the start of a great partnership together, especially that the general has given me this assignment to coordinate our efforts to help Ukraine fight its way to victory."

"You're welcome Scott, make sure there will be new videos coming out from you guys in the weeks to come." "Yes sir, there's more where they came from, colonel. BTW who was behind all of these aside from those in battalion and company leadership?"

"MAJ Frongillo, part of regimental staff. He's the one who came out with that idea."

"Well, congrats to him as well. I expect more from Zack in the coming weeks as well as to the PAO team led by Biko. Who's the main videographer of the regiment?"

"SFC Breaux. He's in charge of the video and film duties for Public Affairs. Also, I have to inform you that two of the guys in A Company - CPL Maudin who joined last year and was a part of 1st Platoon and CPL Thomas, a newbie of 2nd Platoon and a direct entry corporal with the unit - have been putting in superb combat videos and vlogs on Telegram and Youtube. They and many of the 1st and 2nd platoon boys whose stories have become the living witness to the ongoing war have inspired many not just to continue helping Ukraine but also to encourage others to dedicate themselves in service to the nation. If you check Telegram and Instagram, their English posts have opened many to the reality of the war they are fighting in and many of the young men and women are already following their journey so far."

"All the best for you guys, sir, Hatteberg out."

"Byrnes out sir."

"I'm sure there's more of that coming up," Scott stated to the gathered personnel from brigade command after watching the video of elements of A Company and the battalion staff dancing with their regimental commander and regimental colonel from his cellphone. And that was after Jesse spoke on video to those who have followed their journey so far on Tiktok and Twitter, as well as on the regiment's Telegram channel, expressing his gratitude and that of COL Byrnes to everyone who have supported them in every way possible on their journey to fight Russians in Ukrainian lands together with elements of the Armed Forces of Ukraine, as well as to those who have already given their time to support the country in her time of need. That short dance clip stunned everyone watching and confirmed everyone of what the online world had been talking about. He finishes with "I am certain the regiment has been going good in the PAO side of things and am glad to report that their regimental depot battalion CO has emailed me that their efforts, as well as the stories they shared online, has led up to a massive recruitment effort there in the city not just for this regiment but for the other military units in Savannah. And many who are trying to join the 716th are coming from all over the country!"

"That's incredible news," BG Maxwell stated.

"So are you sure that these new recruits, after finishing basic training and getting assigned here on their own wishes, will be serving in Ukraine with the regiment soon?" asked SGM Pollock.

"Affirmative, they will be there soon."

And when asked by COL Bianco on whose concept it was, the LTC replied that it was an officer of regimental staff, MAJ Traczuk, who helped the sergeant first class pitch that idea to Public Affairs and it was based on the post-exercise recreation and fun the boys had stateside since it was a battalion.

COL Bloomquist added, "You have a tough job ahead of you, colonel. But soon you will learn more about those boys."

"Got that, one day I will check them before they leave for home to welcome a new batch of summer enlistees who will be serving this time, given that the regiment is forward deployed to Ukraine, with the 4th and 5th battalions based stateside."

These boys from Savannah, who were selected from every corner of the nation to fight in this ongoing war, are not just contributing to the fight for Ukraine's independence, they are dancing their way to victory.

"And one thing's for sure," adds the lieutenant colonel from Salem in Oregon, "Dalton and Tanner, and the rest of their company, will lead more young people in realizing Ukraine and democracy all over the world are both worth fighting for, and we have to help defend Ukraine and our allies no matter what it takes. I'm sure you all watched their appeal to the people of Savannah and the nation lately. Now that I've been appointed liason to this unit and those units preparing to serve in Ukraine whose personnel are either ROTC or college regiment personnel, I will do my best to coordinate our efforts towards this goal."

@kiinghanalister @travisdermotts @lukeexplorer

[a-leg-without-fear]

Leg’s Logan Howlett Masterlist

🩸= set in the NFW universe, in which the reader is a blood bender born in 1905. 🔥= SMUT 18+ 🌧️= angst

Strange Love [Tumblr] [AO3] (mutant!f!reader) 🩸🔥

You wake in the middle of the night to Logan experiencing another nightmare. He wakes up worried he'll hurt you in his sleep. Luckily, you know just how to prove to him you're made of tougher stuff.

No Fucking Way [Tumblr] (mutant!f!reader) 🩸

A series of short stories that follows the lives of you, an un-aging blood-bender, Logan, an immortal with deadly claws, and Floof, the cat that wandered into your lives.

Flooded Red [Tumblr] (mutant!f!reader) 🩸🌧️

Colonel William Stryker attacks Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Follow the events of X2: X-Men United through the eyes of an unageing blood-bender.

Sweet Dreams, TN [Tumblr] [AO3] (mutant!f!reader) 🩸🔥

There you are, enjoying a nice relaxing shower, when the Wolverine himself barges in and takes all that he can from you.

Because of You [Tumblr] (mutant!f!reader)🩸🌧️🔥

Time has a funny way of connecting you and Logan. Even though death and grief cling to you both like thick tar, it will bring you together. With a little help from Deadpool, of course.

Heartbeats [Tumblr] (f!reader)

Logan takes in his surroundings as the reality of his life settles in. You, him, and the daughter you've just given birth to.

Poison [Tumblr] (mutant!f!reader)🩸🌧️

You try, you really do, to not spiral when thoughts of Logan dying plague your mind. It grows infinitely harder when his healing doesn't work.

Entre, Rouge [Tumblr] (mutant!f!reader)🩸🔥

During Wade's search for a replacement anchor being, he stumbles upon you and Logan doing... Well, just read and see.

and here's my entire logan masterlist!!! hope this makes things easier for y'all to find my work. much love to you :)

[nightcoremoon]

I can’t take seriously anybody who says with a straight face that captain marvel was pro-military propaganda.

really. you’re telling me that the movie about the person who works for a military state and unquestioningly follows their “they bad us good” ideology and fully buys into the kree propaganda that the skrulls are all terrorists hidden among us (shut up), only to eventually find out that her beloved military state is in fact, gasp, genocidal fascists who have a propaganda machine designed to make everyone believe that they’re hunting monsters when really they’re actually trying to complete ethnic cleansing, and then decides to say fuck the military and fuck the government and fuck every single one of her former comrades, she’s going to fight to protect the innocent civilians, consequences be damned.

“oh but what about when she was still an American human” oh you mean that time she unquestioningly obeyed all of her orders and ended up getting almost killed if not for deus ex machina because the person she thought was her CO was actually somebody who also said fuck the military and fuck the government and fuck every single one of her former comrades, she’s going to steal technology from the evil oppressors and use it to develop a tool to help protect the innocent civilians from the genocidal fascists. that time?

how about when fury became a war criminal by helping carol instead of unquestioningly obeying the authority of his CO

how about when coulson illegally aided and abetted fury’s escape by lying to his CO and saying nope no fury here

every single fucking protagonist in that movie defied laws and rejected the rigid structure of the military industrial complex in order to do what they thought was right. every single fucking MCU movie has said THE MILITARY ARE ALL A BUNCH OF EVIL MOTHERFUCKERS WHO YOU SHOULD NEVER LISTEN TO OR RESPECT EVER.

colonel phillips committed treason by aiding zola. stane sold stark weaponry under the table against stark’s wishes and double dealt with the military and the ten rings. general ross created abomination, hunted hulk, wrote up the sokovia accords, hunted natasha, and is about to create the MCU version of the suicide squad composed of all of the people that the military has been tasked with trying to dispose of. THE US GOVERNMENT WAS OKAY WITH NUKING NYC! and who was it that everybody trusted with the last bastion against thanos? was it the us military? no stupid it was only ever wakanda. who the united states was stealing vibranium from. and need I mention stryker? the weapon x program? how about any event in xmen that involved the us military (other than x3 which doesn’t count).

if you think the mcu is pro military the you’re not paying attention. DISNEY is the source of the military propaganda. DISNEY repackages the films and tv and polishes it up to make something that generates military revenue. DISNEY is the problem. I’m sick of half baked takes regurgitated from tiktokkers with media literacy so bad they’re probably two years from saying tolkien was racist for inventing orcs.

[seventhartgames]

https://seventhartgames.win/lady-deathstrike/

Lady Deathstrike

Yuriko Oyama, or better known as Lady Deathstrike, is the secondary antagonist in the 2003 superhero film X2: X-Men United. She is Colonel William Stryker’s personal assistant and has powers similar to Wolverine.

[news24fr]

Le chef du groupe de mercenaires russes Wagner a affirmé que ses forces avaient achevé la prise de contrôle de la ville ukrainienne de Solédar, qui, s'il était confirmé, marquerait le premier grand succès de Moscou sur le champ de bataille depuis l'été dernier. "Les unités de Wagner ont pris le contrôle de tout le territoire de Soledar", a déclaré Yevgeny Prigozhin dans un message audio diffusé sur sa chaîne Telegram mardi soir. Soledar, qui abrite d'immenses mines de sel, a une valeur symbolique, militaire et commerciale pour la Russie. Le président ukrainien Volodymyr Zelenskiy a remercié les défenseurs « héroïques » de Soledar mais n'a donné aucune mise à jour sur la situation militaire dans son discours nocturne de mardi. Les forces russes ont entraîné des tirs de chars, de mortiers et d'artillerie sur Avdiivkaont indiqué les forces armées ukrainiennes, un deuxième foyer pour la Russie au sud de Bakhmut et non loin de la ville de Donetsk, détenue par des mandataires russes depuis 2014. Les tirs d'artillerie de la Russie en Ukraine ont chuté de façon spectaculaire par rapport à leur niveau record du temps de guerre, dans certains endroits jusqu'à 75 %, selon des responsables américains et ukrainiens. La baisse des bombardements est une preuve supplémentaire de la position de plus en plus faible de la Russie sur le champ de bataille près d'un an après son invasion, ont déclaré des responsables à CNN. Les responsables n'ont pas donné d'explication claire ou unique derrière la baisse frappante des tirs d'artillerie. Les responsables occidentaux ont averti que l'Ukraine ne serait pas en mesure de reprendre une quantité importante de territoire à la Russie sans une augmentation de ses capacités militaires, y compris des chars et des véhicules blindés. Les forces russes et ukrainiennes sont actuellement trop proches pour que les Ukrainiens puissent monter une offensive majeure, a déclaré mardi un responsable occidental. Ils ont déclaré qu'un appel ukrainien rapporté pour 300 chars n'était "pas un nombre déraisonnable" pour créer la masse de force nécessaire pour qu'ils poursuivent l'attaque. Le Premier ministre canadien Justin Trudeau a déclaré mardi que son gouvernement achèterait un système de défense aérienne américain pour faire un don à l'Ukraine. Le système de défense aérienne construit aux États-Unis valait 406 millions de dollars canadiens (302 millions de dollars américains), a déclaré la ministre de la Défense Anita Anand. « Le Canada continuera de se tenir aux côtés du peuple ukrainien dans sa lutte contre l'invasion illégale et injustifiable de la Russie », a déclaré Anand. Les troupes ukrainiennes devraient commencer à s'entraîner sur le système de missiles Patriot aux États-Unis dès la semaine prochaine, ont déclaré des responsables américains. Le programme de formation aura lieu à Fort Sill dans l'Oklahoma, et le programme devrait durer "plusieurs mois", a déclaré l'un d'eux. Lors de la visite de Zelenskiy aux États-Unis en décembre, Joe Biden a annoncé 1,85 milliard de dollars (1,54 milliard de livres sterling) de nouvelle assistance militaire à Kyiv, y compris la livraison d'un système de batterie de missiles Patriot. Les États-Unis envisageraient également d'envoyer des véhicules de combat blindés Stryker en Ukraine. Le déménagement pourrait être annoncé la semaine prochaine, mais aucune décision finale n'a été prise, a rapporté Politico, citant deux sources proches du dossier. La Russie a nommé le colonel-général Alexander Lapin en tant que chef d'état-major des forces terrestres du paysa rapporté l'agence de presse publique TASS, malgré les critiques des faucons sur sa performance en Ukraine. La famille de l'un des deux Britanniques portés disparus en Ukraine s'est dite "très inquiète et préoccupée" par sa santé. Chris Parry, 28 ans, a été vu pour la dernière fois vendredi avec son compatriote britannique Andrew Bagshaw, 48 ans, se dirigeant vers la ville de Soledar dans la région orientale de Donetsk en Ukraine.

Les hommes travaillaient comme volontaires pour aider les gens à évacuer la ligne de front.Reuters et l'Agence France-Presse ont contribué à ce rapport

[ask-wolverine]

“Too feral at the time. Killed most of them quickly. All but the lead scientist, Colonel William Stryker. Bastard’s harder to kill than a roach, he even cloned me.” Logan muttered darkly. “I wound up adopting the clone though, she’s a great kid.”

Logan growled as he removed the claw in his gut, stupid dragon trying to burn the world down. He got up and started limping to a nearby bar that was miraculously, not destroyed by the fight.

@ask-wolverine

While Steve was arguing with some guy in Geordi La Forge glasses. Stephanie slunk away from the fight. She had a few scrapes she didn’t feel bothered enough to deal with. But she could use a drink.

The cloak of levitation transforms into a red leather jacket and she changes her outfit magically into a tee shirt and jeans. Headed to take a seat at the counter.

“Ah- man after my own heart.” She chuckles at Logan. “Stephanie Strange. We didn’t get to the pleasantries before killing that dragon.” She extends a hand to shake his.