#Ramps for ATVs

[lipglossanon]

Urban Legend

shape shifter/wendigo!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

warnings: 18+ minors DNI, monsterfucking, dirty talk, mentions of cannibalism, threats, CNC, rape fantasy, rape talk, oral (f receiving), impromptu thigh job lol, biting, blood kink, multiple creampies, fingering, overstimulation, belly bulge, cum inflation, breeding kink, double penetration in one hole

not proofread ✌️ it’s all made up and the points don’t matter 😜

I literally had to stop myself from writing so sorry if the ending is sudden/lame 😝

“There’s no way that it’s real,” you scoff into your phone.

“Then why was it in the newspaper, huh?” Your friend’s voice sounds tinny on the other end, letting you know you’ll be out of range soon. 

“To sell them, duh,” you laugh, “hey listen, I’m about to lose service so I’ll talk to you on Monday.”

“Call me if anything happens!” her concern makes you smile to yourself. 

“Will do, bye!”

You lock your phone and slide it back into your pocket. A quick glimpse of a chimney in the treeline lets you know you’re almost to the cabin. It’s just a small little one bed, one bath place deep in the middle of the woods. Your parents moved and left the place to you, so you’re not able to come out as much as you like so it’s a little more rundown than in previous years. 

You have to park at the bottom and make the mile long hike up the mountain in order to reach it. There’s an ATV parked in the shed for any emergencies, but you’ve made the trek all these years without any issues so fingers crossed this will just be another year in the bucket. 

Stepping up onto the small porch, you pull out the spare key and unlock the door. A branch snaps off in the woods and you shoot a look over your shoulder. Your friend’s nervousness seems to be rubbing off on you. Rolling your eyes, you turn back to open the door. 

“There’s no such thing as werewolves anyways,” you mutter under your breath. 

She gave you a quick breakdown of the last several month’s events while you talked to her on your walk. She told you there’s been missing livestock for weeks until suddenly a few local parishioners went missing after service and were found brutally mutilated days later. Attacks have been gradually ramping up, peaking around the full moon especially (which just happens to be the weekend you decided for a mini vacation at the cabin, go figure). 

The locals believe in some old wives tales about a werewolf returning every hundred years. You think it’s kinda cute they hold onto such old superstitions, but it’s more than likely some bobcat or mountain lion that’s come down due to deforestation in the area. 

You let these thoughts wash over you as you bustle around the cabin; you get everything in place and mentally thank your dad for putting up solar panels years ago. Those paired with the propane tank and generator outside means you won’t be without hot running water or lights. 

Once you’re all settled in, you decide to make something quick and simple for dinner before relaxing in front of the fireplace. Stretching out on the beat up couch, you scrunch your toes in the thick fuzzy socks you love to wear this time of year and flip open the book you brought with you. You’ve just found the most comfortable position for reading, becoming more engrossed page by page when a loud thudding knock rings out from your door. You jump at the sound and scowl over at the door. 

Another knock happens and you close your book, making sure your bookmark is securely tucked in the pages, and raise up. Quietly walking to the door, you peek out of the peephole and see an injured man slumped against the porch railing. Your heartbeat quickens and you watch as he raises a tired hand to knock on the door again. Glancing around the area yields nothing but trees and the dusky twilight. 

You tiptoe away and grab the rifle out of the gun safe next to the fireplace. As you walk back over, the man knocks once more. 

“How can I help you?” You call out from your side of the door, gazing back through the peephole. 

The man tilts his face up, fringe falling away for you to make out a strong jawline. 

“I-I was attacked and n-need help,” he winces, arm hugging his middle where you can see blood seeping through his shirt, “some kinda w-wild animal. I just need a phone or a first aid kit. Please, miss.” 

You pause, eyes glancing down to the gun in your hands. On the off chance he’s faking, well he won’t be for long.

“What’s your name?” You call out, pulling your phone from your pocket. 

“Leon. Leon Kennedy,” he grunts, clenching his waist.

You type it out in your notes as well as a text message just to be on the safe side and lock your phone again. Unbolting the heavy door, you pull it open, gun at your side. 

He glances down at the weapon and back up to you, a small grin pulling at the corners of his mouth before pain pinches his expression. 

“Promise I don’t bite.”

You gesture forward and he takes a staggering step before pausing. 

“Are you coming in or what?”

He grimaces and takes another halting step, “Yeah, just hurts to move.”

You shift on your feet, debating with yourself before setting the gun down and stepping forward. 

“I’ll help you,” you murmur, taking his other arm and placing it over your shoulders. 

You angle him in the doorway first and help him hobble over to a chair near the fire. 

“Thank you,” he breathes out a sigh of relief before groaning, “cut me pretty deep.”

You walk over to pick up the gun and move it back to the safe. Making your way to the bathroom, you pull the first aid pack from under the sink and walk over to your impromptu guest. 

“Can you take your shirt off?”

“Shouldn’t you buy me dinner first,” he jokes, but stiffly slips his shirt over his head. 

You smile sardonically and snap open the bag, “I usually don’t harbor strange men on my days off, so I guess I don’t quite know the protocol.”

He laughs but it ends in another pained groan, hand pressing against the clawed marks across his ribs. 

“Shit, that might need stitches,” you frown, pulling out the disinfectant. 

Once you clean off the area, you notice it’s not as deep as you thought.

“Luckily we didn’t need to use the quick clot,” you smear antibacterial ointment over the wounds and pull out the gauze. 

He hums but doesn’t say anything; his blue eyes haven’t moved from your face the entire time you’ve been ‘doctoring’ him. 

“Thank you for this, I really thought I was gonna be wandering the woods for hours,” he finally speaks as you tape a bandage across his ribs and wrap it with the gauze (to be on the safe side you murmur to him). 

“Well, tomorrow, we can ride the ATV down and call a friend or the local ranger since you were attacked by an animal,” you zip up the first aid kit and grab all the rubbish to toss in the trash. 

He nods, “Okay.”

“You’ll be sleeping on the couch,” you point to the old upholstered couch in question, “it’s not big but it’s better than the floor.”

His eyes flick from the couch back to you, “I appreciate it. Better than being outside, ya know.”

He quirks a smile at his own words and you give a tight one in response. 

Sitting down in the chair across from him, you give him a quick once over, “Are you okay though? Like I’m not doctor, but I can help you down the mountain to my car if you really need one.”

He shakes his head, a softer smile pulling at his lips, “No, I’m good. Thanks though.”

“What happened?”

“I have a place out here and decided to go for a walk and an asshole jumped out of the bushes and nicked my ribs, knocked me down. I got a little disoriented and wound up over here. I could hear it following me up until I reached your porch.”

You rub your arms and gaze over to the front door, “Did you see what it was?”

“Some kinda wolf I think,” his brows furrow as he thinks back, “big for a wolf though.”

His expression clears as he looks back at you, “You live here?”

Shaking your head, you drop his gaze to look into the fireplace, “No, just a weekend getaway. Shitty job and even shittier neighbors getting on my nerves, so here I am.”

He laughs, “You don’t love your job?”

“No, not really,” a small smile crosses your face turning back to him, “does anyone?”

Leon shrugs before hissing from jostling the wound, “Mine’s not so bad. I work security.”

“Ahh, any place I know?” 

He shakes his head, “It’s local.”

You hum in reply and glance at your watch. 

“Well, I’m going to head to bed,” you stand and make your way back to the gun safe, pulling out the rifle again, “not to be rude, but I don’t know you from Adam so if you need to get my attention, I highly stress knocking and waiting for me to reply.”

His gaze doesn’t move from your face, “Read you loud and clear, miss.”

“Bathrooms through there, kitchen is there,” you point at each in turn, but with the open floor plan it would be hard for Leon to miss any of this, “I’ll probably wake up pretty early and make coffee. Then we’ll head down, okay?”

He nods along with you, “Okay, I’ll see you in the morning then.”

You walk over to the bedroom and right before the door snaps shut, Leon calls out to you. 

“Goodnight!”

“Goodnight,” you parrot, giving one last look to the stranger now sitting on your couch. 

His eyes seem to reflect the firelight making you shiver. In a blink, everything seems normal making you think you only imagined it. Closing the door all the way, you slide the lock in place and crawl into bed, leaning the rifle next to your nightstand. 

He says he lives nearby but you’ve been coming to this cabin for most of your life and have never heard of any neighbors. It’s one of the reasons why your parents bought this place, the seclusion of not having anyone around for miles. He’s just really suspicious to you, even if he is cute. 

You eventually drift off, eyes trained on the door until they’re slipping shut. A loud jarring sound from the living room wakes you with a jerk. Raising up your hand hovers over your gun. A loud muffled curse makes you deflate a little. Leaving your warm bed, you unlock and open your bedroom door a crack to see Leon kneeling over the chair he must’ve ran into. 

“You okay?” You call out making him jump, head jerking around to the sound of your voice. 

“Yeah,” he clears his throat, “I sorta tripped. Sorry to wake you up.”

You shrug and step out, making your way over to the kitchen, “Shit happens.”

Leon watches you as you grab a bottle of water from the fridge. 

“You seem really interesting,” he tosses out as you drink your water, “it’s kinda refreshing.”

“No offense Leon, but this is super weird for me,” you blatantly state, squinting at him, “in all my time being up here, I’ve never run into anyone else.”

“I was attacked,” he gestures to his ribs, “and I walked around for a while before finding you. It’s not like I was hiding out for you.”

He laughs suggesting it’s a joke, but there’s a ring of truth to his words that makes your hair stand on end. You eye the block of knives to your left. 

Once he realizes you’re not laughing, he tapers off, a queer little smile tugging at his lips. 

“I think I’ve spooked you,” he sighs, placing his chin in his palm as it rests against the chair, “didn’t mean to, miss.”

Using the excuse of sitting your bottle down on the counter, you side step closer to the knives. 

A grin stretches wide across his face, “Those won’t do you any good.”

Your fingernails dig into the soft meat of your palms as you level a flat look at the man in front of you. 

“And why not, Leon?”

He tilts his head, fringe shifting until only one blue eye can be seen, “Because they’re not sharp enough, silly.”

By the time your fingers wrap around the handle of a butcher’s knife, four sharp claws are wrapped around your neck, thumb digging into your jaw to tilt your head up. Your brain stutters, trying to comprehend what you’re even looking at now. 

He’s monstrous, blocking out the light completely, his body towering above your frame by a couple of feet, not including the curled ram horns protruding from his head. From what little you can see, you’re grateful for the dark. He chuckles a low warbling sound that has your heart rate kicking into overdrive. 

“You’re very interesting,” you feel a cold press of something hard and smooth against your ear, “think I’ll keep you for myself.”

He drags you closer to the fire and you catch a flash of an animal skull in place of a face before he turns away and in a blink he looks human as he did earlier tonight. 

He smiles at you, “Gotta remember not to scare you too much.”

With all the insanity that has taken place in the last few minutes, you find yourself blurting out the first thing that comes to mind.

“You weren’t even hurt, you asshole. Made me waste my first aid gauze.”

Surprise crosses Leon’s features before he’s smiling again, too wide to be human. You can see his pupils are slitted now, like a cat’s.  

“Yes, very interesting,” he chuckles, facing off against you and blocking any access to the bedroom (and your gun), “and you’re right.”

Under his breath you catch the words, “fucking Chris.”

You purse your lips, “If I go missing, they’re going to come looking for me. They’ll know your name.”

He sits you down on the couch taking a seat next to you. Leon’s excited by your words, eagerly leaning into your space. 

“You’re just full of surprises,” his teeth are longer now, needle sharp as he speaks, “and so clever. I like you already. I don’t plan on killing you.”

You snort, “Sure, and all of those locals just fell down and hurt themselves to death?”

He laughs, a sharp bright sound that makes your chest flutter.

“Oh, well they had it coming to them. Needed to eat,” his eyes reflect in the low light, “you’re such fun.”

He leans forward and breathes in causing goosebumps to race down your arms, “You make me want things. Things I haven’t thought of in a long, long time.”

Confusion pinches your brows together, “How old are you? Wait, is Leon even your real name?”

“You ask such silly questions,” he pouts, “and yes, it is. Why? Think I should have something like Cthulhu?”

You huff a laugh at how offended he sounds but bite down the smile as soon as Leon lights up from your amusement. 

“You’re a tough cookie to crack,” he presses more into your space making your skin prickle, “think I know a way to get you to like me.”

He pulls back and tugs his shirt off and with a small flex of his arms, rips the clothing in half. You can’t help but stare at him. When you patched him up hours ago, you had a fleeting appreciation of his body and now it flares back up as your eyes trace his pecs down to the happy trail disappearing under the band of his jeans. 

After tearing the shirt again, he wraps a torn piece around your wrists and ties it off. You try twisting your arms, but it does nothing except pinch the skin. Embarrassingly, your clit pulses at the feeling of being tied up like this. 

Next, Leon strips you both down quickly; his eyes hungrily raking down your nude body as he removes each piece of clothing.  Feeling self conscious, even in front of a monster, you shift your arms to cover yourself. He grabs your biceps, blue cat eyes flashing with heat, and yanks them back up. 

“Let me have my fill,” he gnashes his teeth, sharp points drawing your eye, “look at how soft you are, all that lovely unmarked skin…”

His voice trails off as he runs his hands down your arms to your breasts. 

“Sweet little nipples that need sucked…”

You shiver as he tweaks your nipples until they’re stiff and sensitive. He runs his hands over your soft stomach and hips. One hand grips the fat of your waist and the other teasingly rubs across your mound. 

“And a fat wet pussy that needs licked.” 

You shudder at those words, thighs subconsciously parting for him as he grins wickedly into your eyes. 

“Yeah that’s what she needs, huh? A sexy cunt that just needs to be stuffed full with a big fat cock.”

A whine slips past your lips and you go hot all over with embarrassment, toes curling against the soft rug. 

“S-shut up, fucking perv.”

He laughs, a distorted chime that reminds you of a bell, and leans forward to nose against your jaw, kissing your cheek. 

“Mmm, I’ll enjoy every second of this. You’re so feisty,” he kisses down to your neck, “which means this pussy is gonna taste so good. Especially when you cum.”

You glare at him but can’t stop the slick leaking down your thighs from his words and touches. It’s your darkest fantasy come true; you’ve gotten off to the thought of someone forcing themselves on you more than you’d like to admit. And now this weird creature is going to have his wicked way with you; it makes your pussy thrum in anticipation. 

His hands distort into claws in front of your eyes; the fingers are multi jointed in the strangest of ways, skin discolored and skeletal with nails long and sharp, digging into your waist roughly making you suck in a breath. His teeth and eyes are still abnormal, but so far that’s the extent. 

“What are you?” you murmur, eyes wide as they move back down to his strange hands. 

He shrugs easily, “I’m me,” grinning mischievously he presses on, “wanna see something?”

Before you can say anything he sticks out his pink tongue. It unfurls from his mouth, long and thick with a rough bumpy texture. He laughs and pulls it back into his mouth. 

“Gonna show you how fun it can be,” he kneels down in the floor, between your parted thighs, “god, you smell fucking fantastic.”

He drools a line of spit down onto the hood of your clit making your cunt throb with arousal. 

“Yeah, you may say you don’t like it, but look how fucking messy this pussy is,” he sighs happily, laying his head onto your thigh to gaze up at you, “I’m gonna make you feel so good, little human.”

He kisses your cunt sweetly making your hips jump up. 

“So sensitive,” he growls, eyes luminous as he glances back up to your face, “gonna enjoy this.”

He buries his face into your pussy, slurping and groaning as he licks into your hole. 

“Such a fat pussy,” he grunts, mouth moving up to suckle your clit, “fat little pussy that’s gonna cum all over my tongue.”

You whimper, hooking your legs over his shoulders making him laugh at you. 

“You like that? Like that I wanna eat this sweet pussy until you’re creaming my face?”

“Fuck,” you moan, head tossed back as he dives back into licking and kissing your pussy. 

It should gross you out, turn you off, anything, other than wanting to have this monster eat you out. You blame it on your brain just giving into the craziness that’s happening. Hell, maybe you’ll wake up and this will all have been some kind of fever dream. 

You grind against his mouth and his thick rough tongue fucks up into your clenching hole, fluttering against your walls and stretching your cunt wide like a cock would. Reaching down, your fingers grip into his hair, using it as an anchor as you hump down onto his tongue. 

With a rumbling purr deep within his chest, you feel his hair shift as his horns grow out of his skull. Hesitantly, you move from his silky hair to the rough texture of his horns. You gently wrap your fingers around the base and he humps the air. 

“Grip’em,” he murmurs, eyes bright, sharp teeth nipping the meat of your thigh, “think we’ll both like it.” 

A shuddering whine leaves your lips as you grasp his horns and rock against his greedy mouth. He groans, the vibration thrumming through your cunt making more slick ooze from your hole. He pulls away to lick a broad stripe up your cunt, bumpy tongue lapping slowly at your clit making your thighs shake. 

With a rumbling growl, he buries his face into your pussy lips, tongue pressing into your drippy hole. You shift your wrists as the binding bites into your skin while you grip his horns. He purrs and rubs his head back and forth so his nose rolls across your swollen clit. Whining softly, you buck upward, grinding yourself against his mouth. 

More slick oozes from your cunt and he slips his tongue into your pulsing walls before licking his way up to your pudgy clit. Leon bites your pussy lips, sucking the skin roughly before letting go. He kisses the hood of your clit and across your mound before biting down on where your cunt meets your thigh. 

Letting go, he moves back to running his bumpy tongue through your slick folds. You arch off the couch and into his warm rough mouth as he keeps licking and sucking at your cunt until you’re crying out. 

“You’re gonna make me cum,” you pant, tugging his horns before grasping his hair. 

He hums and sucks your clit into his mouth, tongue licking over the swollen bud as you moan softly. Right on the brink, he pulls his mouth away, sticky strings of saliva connecting to your pussy lips as he denies you your orgasm. 

You narrow your eyes at him as he pulls away, his slitted pupils expanded as they move up from your glistening cunt to your pinched expression. 

He grins and the sharp teeth make your clit throb.  Gripping your arms, he slips your hands over his head to wrap around his neck. Moving up your body, he kisses you messily, tongue licking into your mouth greedily. You whimper to taste yourself on his lips. 

His claws slide down your ribs making your breath stutter, exhaling a gasp as they wrap around your waist. 

“So soft,” he murmurs, “just wanna sink my claws in you over and over.”

He slips his hands underneath your ass and lifts you up, standing to his full height where your head nearly brushes the roof of the cabin. Turning, he sits down on the couch with you in his lap.  

“You seem rather human,” you mutter, eyes taking in his body as you straddle his waist, legs tucked on the outside of his thighs. 

“Easier to enjoy a soft thing like you when I’m like this,” he laughs, clawed hands digging into the meat of your hips.

“It’s just surprising,” you shrug, arms still tied around his neck. 

His eyes gleam white before settling back into their usual blue; he shifts on the couch before a smooth cat like tail slips from behind his body to wrap around your waist. 

“Better?” A smug look crosses his face. 

You hold back the laugh bubbling at the base of your throat; maybe you’ve lost your mind, maybe this is some weird hallucination brought on by whatever you ate, but a monster trying to impress you before fucking your brains out is something you never would have dreamt in your wildest fantasies. 

“What about your face earlier?”

He rolls his eyes, “That’s so boring. Don’t you wanna see if I have two cocks or something?”

This time you do laugh, a small sound that you quickly stifle under his gaze. He jostles you as he pulls you down onto his bulge making your breath hitch from the sheer size of him. 

“The answer is yes by the way,” his grin widens at the same time as your eyes do, tail tightening around your middle in excitement. 

Burying his face in your neck, he mutters, “You seriously smell so good.”

His fingers move down and tease across your swollen clit, parting your pussy lips to drag slick up from your hole all around your bud. He lets go to remove his pants (which you’re not even sure how they’re still on), having you raise up on your knees as he shoves them down and off. 

Once you settle back down on his lap one of his dripping cocks is sandwiched between your pussy lips and the other presses against the front of your mound, uncut head smearing precum on your abdomen, making you clench around nothing. From the looks of this one, both are thick and long, definitely bigger than anything you’ve had before. 

“Eyes are up here,” his snarky tone pulls your attention back up to his face. 

You shake your head, “How—“

“One at a time, silly,” he nips your neck, “then once you’re stretched enough, we can try both.”

His voice drops a lower octave, “But you’ve also got two holes that we can try out, too.”

Your eyes flutter as your cunt oozes slick all over his cock making him laugh.

“You’re really interesting,” he sloppily kisses your neck, “never had someone so excited before. Usually have to rape their little cunts in their sleep.”

You whimper and he raises up to smirk at you. 

“Were you hoping for the same thing? Mmm, all half asleep as I stuff that pussy,” he purrs in your ear, “too tired and weak to push me off as I rape this tiny hole til I’m pulling out and covering you with cum.”

You grind down against his cocks as your nails digs into the back of his neck making him smile into the feeling. 

“You’re such fun,” he tilts his head, eyes glittering, “just for that I’ll give you a little treat.”

Your mouth drops open in shock as he changes between one blink to the next; his entire face morphs to that of a smooth animal skull, bright eyes flaring from the empty eye sockets. He bares his teeth at you in what you hope is a smile. 

“Ta da!” His voice comes out distorted and echoey, octave low and strange. 

A high keen slips past your lips as he eases the head of one of his cocks into your cunt. 

“You’re so wet,” he praises, “god, ‘m so lucky to get a little freak like you.”

You want to argue against him, but it’s hard when this monster is slowly sinking his fat dick into your spasming hole, stretching you out so good. 

He pauses when he’s only halfway inside, holding you still with his huge hands until you’re squirming. 

“Please,” you whisper, frustration making tears bead your lash line. 

“Awww,” he coos at you, “since you’ve been so good, I guess you can have it all.”

And with that, he drops you down on his lap like a stone, cock bullying all the way into your cunt until the fat tip is bruising your cervix making you wail. 

“Too rough?” He smirks. 

You nod and slump against his chest. 

“Must like it,” he mocks, “this pussy is gripping me so tight, don’t know if I can pull out.”

You shudder and drool on his pecs as his cock kicks inside your overly full pussy. His other cock drips precum all over your lower abdomen from where it’s sandwiched between you two. 

“Untie me,” you’re able to slur out, slowly tugging your arms over his head. 

He squints at you (or the skull seems to insinuate squinting) and uses a claw to slice through the tattered shirt binding your wrists. 

Sighing, you rotate your hands before placing them on his chest and dragging them down. You watch as his muscles jump and twitch under your smooth palms. Finally, you cup the base of his other cock and slowly pull down the foreskin. You drool a line of spit down onto the head and precum blurts from the tip of his dick.

He snarls and pulls out only to roughly fuck back into your pussy. Whimpering, you’re only able to loosely grip his second cock as he jackhammers into your soaked cunt. 

“Sensitive, huh,” you murmur, eyes half lidded as they gaze up into his skull face. 

He whines at your words, grinding his tip hard against your cervix making your eyes roll back, “Been so long since a pretty thing wanted to play with me.”

Your hands grip his cock and begin to jerk him off firmly, spitting down on his tip to make it wet and messy. 

His tail, which you forgot about, slips lower down on your waist and lightly teases across your clit. 

“Oh,” your eyes move from his slackened jaw down to watch his soft tail slowly tap and rub across your swollen clit. 

Your cunt squeezes around his cock rhythmically as he teases your bundle of nerves until you’re rocking against him. His claws let go of your hips to wrap around your thighs, spreading you open until he can see his cock pounding into your drippy hole.  

His tail helps you lean back some so he can leverage his hips into rolling thrusts up into your pussy. Your hands shakily keep stroking his other cock,completely  covered in spit and precum. 

His tail smacks across your clit and your orgasm hits you hard. Your toes curl and spine arches as your cunt clenches down on his thick cock like a vice, milking him until it must hurt but he only groans in pleasure. Your hands go slack and he grabs them to toss over his broad shoulders. 

He presses his mouth right against your ear, low baritone making your cunt spasm and clench around his fat cock. 

“Gotta pull out, little human,” he chuckles when you whine, “mmm, I’ve got to cause if I cum in you, we’ll be mated. And you wouldn’t want that, would ya?”

Your nails dig into his shoulders hard enough to pierce his skin and he purrs, “Unless you want me to fill up this sexy little pussy and keep you forever.”

You bounce what little you can down onto his dick, hands moving up to his horns to grab onto them. Feeling cockdrunk and unhinged, you swivel your hips to fuck him harder, wanting everything he has to give.

“Wanna feel it,” you sigh as he sinks his sharp teeth into your shoulder, “fill me up, Leon.”

He growls, a loud inhuman sound that makes your skin crawl and a bolt of fear spike through the arousal. Instead of letting go, you grind down even harder, pussy feeling sore and sensitive. 

“You want me to cum inside you?” He sounds pained and when he tilts back up his skull face has morphed into the one he wore earlier that night.

“Uh huh,” you pant and bring up one of your hands to cradle his jaw, hips swiveling down to prevent him from pulling out, “or are you all talk?”

In a flash, he has your back on the couch as he pins you down in a mating press, legs pressed open wide by his clawed hands. 

He snaps his teeth in your face, “You don’t even know what it means to be bred, do you? I’ll have this fat cunt stuffed so full you’re dripping my seed for days. You’ll beg for it constantly, needing me to breed your cute little hole cause you feel so empty.”

You whine, hands coming up to wrap around his horns again, “Promise?”

He growls low in his throat and smashes your mouths together, his sharp teeth  cutting your bottom lip so the taste of blood flavors your kisses. 

“Promise,” he mutters against your mouth before licking up the blood tinging your lips. 

“Gonna mate you all the time,” he mumbles against you as he pistons his hips deep into your swollen pussy, “have you cumming on my cock until you can’t even think anymore.”

You moan and pull him back in for more sloppy kisses, “Please, please, Leon, cum in my pussy.”

His second cock’s weeping so much precum, your stomach is a sticky mess, but it just makes you squeeze down on the cock inside you even more. Leon has flipped some switch in your brain because you feel like you’ll die if he doesn’t spill inside you.

“You promised me both,” you pout, tears clinging to your lashes as his cock presses into your cervix, “promised to stuff me with both.”

He groans brokenly, hips shuddering as he bucks into you one last time, spilling his thick load deep into your cunt at the same time his other cock spurts rope after rope of hot thick cum all over your body, jizz shooting all the up to your chin. 

He groans like an animal you’ve never heard of as he dumps load after load into your pussy until it’s spilling out around his fat cock. 

“Mated,” he sounds happy as he sinks his teeth into your neck making you scream out.

He pulls back with bloody teeth and that’s the last thing you see before passing out. 

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The warm slant of sunlight from the bedroom window shines into your eyes and you roll over with a grumble. You raise up quickly once you remembered where you were, only to see Leon lounging on the bed next to you eating a bowl of cereal as he watches the small portable tv on the dresser. 

“These movies are so dumb,” he scoffs, digging into your Count Chocula cereal, “they always go overboard on the transformations.” 

Your bleary eyes squint at the small screen and see what looks to be The Thing and you frown at him. Pushing yourself up, you slump against his side, body feeling overly sore (the same as your sensitive cunt). 

“That better not be the last of it,” you mumble against his arm, making him turn his bright eyes over to you. 

“No, but good morning, little mate,” he purrs, setting the bowl down on your nightstand so he can roll over on top of you to pin you down to the bed. 

You whimper and arch up into the soft kisses he presses against your neck. The blanket slips down to his waist as he grinds his cocks against your needy pussy. He eases the head of one of them inside your hole, making you sigh and wrap your legs around his waist. 

“Gotta fill you up again,” he chuckles, “sucking me in like I didn’t spend all night pounding this little pussy.”

“Leon,” you whine, nails scratching red lines down his back and making his hips thrust into you. 

He fucks you slow and soft, rutting into your pussy as his other cock is sandwiched between your thighs. 

“Perfect,” he sighs happily, “can’t wait to give you both.”

Eyes fluttering, you moan and pull him down fully on top of you, his heavy weight squishing you into the mattress. He growls and snaps his hips harder, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass makes you clench down on him. 

“First pussy I’ve ever got to creampie,” he coos against your ear, “so taboo to mate a human, but damn if I don’t love fucking this tight cunt. S’all mine now, I own this tight little pussy.”

His words wring your first orgasm of the day from your sore body, pussy walls fluttering as you cum around his fat cock. He moans low in his throat, hips rabbiting harder against you as he chases his own climax. 

His blunted human teeth bite down on your neck as he buries his cock as deep as he can in your pussy, pumping his load right against your cervix as his other cock spills wet and hot between your legs. 

“Fuck,” you whimper, clit pulsing as he stuffs you to the brim and paints your thighs white with his thick cum.  

He pulls away with a grunt and snuggles into your side. With a soft giggle, he nuzzles against the bite mark he left on your shoulder. 

“Can’t wait to show you off. Chris is gonna eat shit,” he crows in your ear before kissing your jaw. 

“Chris?” you tiredly ask, twisting to look at the top of Leon’s head. 

“Yeah he’s the asshole who scratched up my ribs. He’s a part of what you humans would call my pack,” he leans up to kiss you on the lips, “don’t worry, I’ll introduce you after you’re settled in.”

“What?” You frown. 

“I’ve got a place not too far from here,” he gushes, eyes shining excitedly, “you’re gonna love it. It overlooks the river and everything.”

“You have a house?” Your brain feels like it’s lagging behind. 

“Of course, silly,” he kisses your neck again, “you’ll come live with me. I’ll take care of you, never have to worry about a thing.”

“Quit my job and just move out here?”

“It’s not like you liked it anyway,” he rolls his eyes before climbing on top of you, pinning you down again. 

His cocks rub against your cunt making you whimper. 

“I’ll take such good care of you,” he murmurs before kissing you, strange tongue licking into your mouth. 

Whining, you suck on the thick muscle as he rocks against you, cunt oozing creamy slick and cum all over your thighs. 

“Keep you forever,” he groans, pulling back to prop his weight on his forearms, “got me addicted to this little human pussy already. Definitely not letting you go.”

A high pitched moan slips from your lips as he slips the head of both of his cocks into your cunt. 

“Mmm, can’t fit quite yet but we’ll get there,” he laughs, “let me just slip the tips in for now.”

Your thighs tremble as he rocks the first few inches of each cock into your used cunt. He relaxes on top of you, letting your pussy cockwarm his dicks as he bites and kisses at your neck. He moves up to kiss you, all wet and messy, making you whimper and cling to him. 

It doesn’t take long before you’re rocking against him, slowly fucking the heads of his cocks in and out of your stretched pussy.  He sighs and purrs into your kisses as he tongue fucks your mouth. You can feel as his teeth change against your lips, sharp points digging into the sensitive skin. 

He works you for what feels like hours, just slowly sinking inch by inch into your spasming hole. His precum and your slick have soaked your thighs all the way to the bedspread underneath. It’s a wet mess between your thighs, but all you can feel is the pleasurable pain of being too full. 

“Never had someone take both like this,” he rumbles happily, nosing against your jaw, “god, what a perfect fucking pussy. You’re taking me in so well, such a good fucking girl.”

You hiccup a whine at the praise, walls fluttering against the stretch of his dicks. 

“Yeah? Like being my good girl,” he nips at your earlobe, “you’re the best I’ve ever had, so fucking lucky. Can’t believe I own a slut who likes being DP’d.”

Your nails dig harshly into his back as your toes curl, his words making you burn hot all over. 

“Like that?” He mocks, “like that I own you and your pretty pussy?”

His tail slips between your bodies to spank your clit making you cry out and  rock against him harder. 

“Leon,” you slur out, tears slipping from your eyes due to overstimulation.

With a groan, he buries both cocks to the hilt inside of your clenching heat. Your pussy feels stretched to the limit, overwhelmed by the sheer size of both of his dicks. You gasp and mewl, feeling like you can’t breathe from being stuffed so full. 

“Shh, shhh, I’ve got you,” he kisses your cheek, “taking me so well. Tight little cunt just made for me, huh?”

Not able to think, you just babble out nonsensical words, feeling on the edge of another orgasm. It’s not going to take much to make you cum. 

“Aww did I fuck you stupid?” He laughs, “wet little pussy just can’t handle me can she?”

His tail smacks across your pudgy clit and your orgasm slams into you, making you squirt around his cocks, too spread open to clamp down as tight as usual. 

“Oh fuck me,” he hisses, grinding himself deeper, making you wail as you continue to gush around him. 

“Got your cute little pussy to squirt,” he moans excitedly, “fuck, that’s so hot.”

He growls and you watch as his eyes shine before his body shifts into that monstrous form you saw last night. He’s huge, caging you in with his skeletal and strangely jointed body. You whimper and move your hands up from digging into his shoulders to the horns coming out of the skull he’s wearing now. 

He pulls out only to bully his fat cocks back into your well used pussy. Eyes rolling back at the pleasure he’s wringing from your body, you moan and grip his horns tighter making him buck harder into you. A few more thrusts and you’re cumming again with a weak cry, pussy walls fluttering and milking Leon’s dicks. 

“My mate,” his distorted voice rumbles, hips fucking roughly into your spasming hole, “gonna breed your little pussy, fill you up with my hot cum.”

All you can do is mewl and whimper underneath his body, feeling as he fucks harder and harder into your cunt until he’s finally burying himself all the way inside. His tips knock and rub against your cervix which set off fireworks behind your eyes as you cum one last time. 

Hot thick spurts of cum shoot out and quickly stuff your pussy full. Your abdomen looks bloated from how much Leon’s pumping inside your body. He’s snarling against your neck as he humps your pussy, dumping load after load into you until it’s dripping out around his balls. 

You must black out cause the next thing you know, you’re leaning against Leon’s chest in the bath. Whimpering, you weakly grasp onto the hand he has trailing across your stomach. 

“Finally awake,” he chuffs against your hair, “how do you feel?”

“Sore,” you croak out, throat feeling scratchy. 

One of his hands clasps yours while the other slides across your hip to your swollen pussy. 

“Leon,” you whine, “I can’t.”

“Shhh,” he kisses the side of your head, “let me make you feel good, my perfect little mate.”

His fingers quickly tease and rub across your sensitive clit until you’re rocking your hips up with the motion. 

“There we go, good girl,” he sighs, “let me play with that cute pussy. Feels so good to have my fingers on your little clit, huh?”

“Mm hmm,” you arch back into his chest, thighs parted until they’re touching the sides of the bathtub. 

“Want me to slip inside? Want my cocks to stuff you full of cum again?”

Your body feels molten with the arousal pounding through your veins. He shifts and both cocks are pressed against your cunt between your thighs. 

“‘M always so hard around you,” he whines in your ear, “you smell too fucking good, wanna eat you up.”

You shudder as his sharp teeth press against your neck, fingers dipping into your cunt to trail back up and smear slick across your pudgy clit. 

“Come on, I know you can cum for me,” he kisses your neck softly. 

In next to no time, your thighs shake as an orgasm crests and sweeps through your tired body, making you tense all over before going totally limp against Leon’s body. 

“Good girl,” he purrs against your back, hands rubbing at your waist, “can’t wait to take you home.”

Humming, you relax, letting the warm bath lull you into a sleepy state. Leon goes off on a tangent about introducing you to everyone as soon as possible as well as moving you into his house. While you listen to him talk about your new home, you think to yourself that being mated to a monster like Leon isn’t the worst thing in the world. 

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[beefromanoff]

Project Mockingbird Ch. 2

summary: they arrive at the compound, where some are eager to meet the new girl and others...not so much.

pairing: Bucky Barnes x OC

author's note: this got so much more traction than I was expecting with the prologue and chapter one, I tried to get this one up quicker to keep it going! thank you so much for reading, xoxo

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It turns out that flying on a jet was a hell of a lot faster, and smoother, than flying commercial. Or as a stowaway on a cargo plan. Neither of which Charlotte enjoyed, but sometimes you just have to make do. It was around 7:30am when the jet touched down on a long airstrip in the middle of a vast forest. 

Both women had dozed off during the flight, the pancakes and alcohol lulling them to sleep with the hum of the engine making it nearly impossible to resist. They taxied through down the runway under the cover of the woods before entering a clearing. There was a massive hangar open before them, several different types of aircraft visible through the open garage door. This seemed to be the most corporate of the fleet, with the rest ranging from tactical to full blown heavy artillery. 

Charlotte sat up in her seat, peering out the window. The nerves were hitting her for the first time. She saw a handful of uniformed men and women working in the hangar, performing maintenance on the aircrafts. 

“Good morning sunshine,” Natasha smiled, still tucked under a blanket. 

“Morning.” 

“Welcome home.” 

When the ramp opened, an eager uniformed man scampered into the cabin. “Agent Romanoff.” He saluted, waiting for her to nod before he continued. “How was the flight? Can I take your bags?” 

“Don’t know, I slept through most of it.” She gestured to the duffel bag and small suitcase Charlotte had retrieved from the hotel before they left. “You can help Ms. Rossi with her bags.” 

Giving a tight-lipped smile, Charlotte followed Natasha down the steps. Unabashedly holding her heels by the straps, Nat strode across the concrete floor to a set of sleek looking doors. Doing her best to ignore the questioning glances, Charlotte kept her eyes straight ahead and followed the one person she knew into unfamiliar territory. 

The doors led to a hallway with elevators to their right. The noise coming from the end let her know the hallway opened up to a larger room, one that sounded like it was already bustling with activity. To her relief, Natasha hit a button on the elevator instead of continuing towards the noise. 

“I’ll show you to your room first. I figured you’d want to get settled in, get cleaned up.” 

“Thanks,” Charlotte nodded. “I think I have glitter in more places than I even knew existed. And I smell like tequila.” 

“There are worse things to smell like.” Natasha grinned as they stepped out into another lobby area. “This is the training side of the compound. The hangars, weapons manufacturing, shooting range, training facilities, it’s all over here. This is where the SHIELD agents work. It’s the more…populated side.” She gestured out the window at a dozen trainees jogging. “They don’t live here. The only ones that do are the ones on the team.” 

“You mean The Avengers?” Charlotte raised an eyebrow. 

“You could say that,” She gave a wry smile. “I prefer to say roommates.” 

They stepped out into the fresh air and Nat pointed out a black ATV. The breeze felt nice on her cheeks as they drove down a paved path across the grounds. The entire thing seemed to be completely secluded, as if it were dropped in the middle of the woods. Charlotte couldn’t even see the entrance to the place. They passed a few smaller buildings, which Natasha dubbed storage and “room to grow”; as well as a beautiful lake off to the left. Marveling at the fog spread across the water, she didn’t realize they’d made it to their destination. 

The building in front of them had a similar exterior to the last one they’d come from. It was gray, very modern looking, though smaller than the training side. This one seemed to be only three or four stories tall, but it extended out over the water with balconies jutting from the higher levels. 

“This is the residential building. Most of us stay here full time, but some of us have rooms at the Tower in New York City, too. You can come next time I go up there, if you want. It’s more peaceful here, though. Personal preference, I guess.” She opened the door for Charlotte to walk through. “First floor is a private training facility, second is storage and a theater room, third and fourth floors are rooms, and the fifth floor is a common area, kitchen, and a meeting room.”

They stepped into another elevator where Natasha punched the button for the fourth floor. “I put you on my floor. Just so you’d have a friendly face.” She paused. “Although, sometimes the team can be a little too friendly in their own right. I don’t see an issue with them warming up to you.” 

The doors slid open and they entered a small common area with doors on every side. Natasha led her to a door on the far wall and gestured for her to enter. “We can set up your keypad in a minute, everything here is print based. Some people had trouble keeping track of their keys.” She rolled her eyes, but Charlotte was too enamored with the room to notice. 

It was plain, just the bare bones of a room, but it was perfect. A big, king-sized bed bathed in sunlight from the window behind it. Large closet and an even bigger bathroom. She dropped her duffel bag on the floor and looked around. 

“You’re welcome to decorate or do whatever you want, it’s all yours.” Natasha smiled as she watched her take everything in. “Here, let’s set up your keypad so I can give you some space. I’ll leave my number, just let me know when you get bored or hungry or feel like socializing.” 

She closed the door behind her, leaving Charlotte to settle in. 

I think this will do. She thought as she sank into the plush bedding. 

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“I just don’t understand why you didn’t tell me.” Bucky grunted as he slammed his fist into the punching bag. 

“I did tell you,” Steve protested before being interrupted. 

“No, you told me we found someone with potential HYDRA affiliation. You said the team was working on tracking her down and making contact.” Bucky stopped hitting the bag to snarl his words out. “What you didn’t say was ‘Hey buddy, there’s a chance we found someone kept in the same hellish lab as you and we’re trying to get her to come shack up with us. Oh, and she may or may not have been bred to kill you.’” 

Sighing, Steve sat on the bench next to the sparring ring. “I’m sorry. You’re right. I just didn’t know how to say it.” 

“You mean you didn’t know how I’d take it.” Fists slammed into the bag.

“Well,” He raised an eyebrow. “Is that such a stretch?”

“I think I’m handling it pretty well.” Bucky gave a forced smile as he stepped away from the punching bag, beginning to unwrap his right hand. 

“It was my idea to keep the details under wraps,” Nat’s voice echoed from across the training room as she walked toward them, wet hair darkening the collar of her sweatshirt. “I didn’t mean for it to seem like we were keeping things from you. There’s just so much we don’t know.” 

Bucky frowned. “Seems like there’s quite a bit you do know.” 

“I’ll tell you anything you want.” She smiled, always able to walk the line between cold sarcasm and genuine warmth. 

Natasha took a seat on the bench next to Steve, both of them watching Bucky as he threw the sweaty tape away. He stayed quiet for a moment, thinking. 

“What’s her name?” 

“Charlotte. Charlotte Rossi.” 

“Where’d you find her?”

“Most recently, the high stakes room at the Wynn.” Nat smirked. “Prior to that, I saw some patterns that caught my interest and dug a little further.” 

“I read the file.” Bucky’s face was stoic.

“Do you have any memory of her? Any recollection?” 

His brows knit together, thinking. “No. I don’t remember much from that…from those years. Fragments, maybe. If I saw her face it might, I don’t know, might bring something back.”

Steve watched his friend carefully, looking for any sign of distress. Bucky seemed calm, controlled, albeit a little strained.

“Where is she?”

“Upstairs.” 

Bucky nodded slowly. “She’s here…for good?” 

“To be determined. My offer wasn’t exactly for a week’s vacation.” Natasha stood, putting a hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry I wasn’t up front with you on this. I promise not to go around you again.” 

“I get it.” He looked at Steve. “I know I don’t have the best track record for handling questionable information.” 

Grinning, Steve stood to join them. “What? You think throwing Sam out of a moving Quinjet because he told you he’d be leading point on the mission was an overreaction?” 

Bucky ran his tongue over his teeth, suppressing a smile. 

“No, totally reasonable.” Nat elbowed him. “Just like when he ripped the arm off of Tony’s last suit because he said Bucky’s arm was a ‘war relic’,”

“Alright, point made,” Bucky groaned, shrugging her hand off and walking towards the door.

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Charlotte: is it too late for breakfast? 

Natasha: I know I said there are no stupid questions…..but ;)

Charlotte: music to my ears

Natasha: meet me outside the first floor elevators in 5. 

Charlotte slipped her phone back in her pocket, grinning. Thank God superheroes have a sense of humor. Well, at least one does. She made a mental note to ask if FedEx delivered to the compound, as she was in dire need of an online shopping spree. The majority of her clothes were tailored to Vegas, where she’d taken up residence the past few weeks. With the way she drifted from place to place, it wasn’t uncommon for her to leave an entire wardrobe’s worth of clothes in a hotel closet when she left town. For this trip in particular, she’d brought a few of her absolute favorite dresses, three sets of heels, and two designer bags she’d treated herself to after a particularly lucrative poker win.

Unfortunately, not much of her attire lent itself to casual daytime wear. She had a pair of jeans and trusty white sneakers, and luckily a plain white tank top shoved deep into her suitcase. Unless there was some kind of Avengers’ gift shop on the premises, she’d be repeating this look pretty much daily. 

She made her way to the elevator and when the doors slid open on the first floor, Natasha stood waiting for her. A tall, clean cut blonde man stood next to her, who Charlotte recognized instantly. 

“Hi…” She stepped out cautiously as the duo grinned. 

“Charlotte, you remember Steve.” Nat seemed to be the most amused of all three of them. The man nodded, holding his hand out for her to shake. 

“We were never officially acquainted.” His handshake was firm but his eyes were kind. “Steve Rogers.” 

“Sorry about that,” She pursed her lips. “I thought you were coming after me for my lack of patriotism.” 

Steve chuckled. “From what I’ve heard, you tried to represent our country too. Maybe we’re not so different.” The sharp look Natasha shot him as he referenced her Team USA mishap didn’t go unnoticed. Charlotte didn’t seem to take offense, simply raising an eyebrow as she carefully considered her response. 

“I think I can stick a landing a little better than you.” Her face was blank, but her eyes crinkled at the corners ever so slightly, an almost-smile. 

“I don’t doubt it.” Steve smiled. “Welcome to the compound.” 

“Thanks.” Charlotte kept her eyes on him as he led the trio through the doors. 

Natasha fell into step beside her, showing her unspoken camaraderie. Years of undercover work had honed her ability to read body language and pick up on cues undetectable to anyone else. As she watched Charlotte over the past twenty-four hours, she noticed several things. She was calculated, but not cold. Her humor was dry and she kept a poker face throughout most of her interactions, hints of a smile showing through as she warmed up to someone. She was quick-witted, but seemed to think through her replies thoroughly as she decided if someone was trustworthy or not. A familiar tactic for someone who wasn’t sure who they could rely on. Her persona was confident, relaxed, assured. Her body told another story. 

When she stood, her posture was erect. Her weight was slightly shifted forward on her toes, like someone prepared to cut and run at any moment. She could stand still, facing the person in front of her, but her eyes would flick around to every detail happening around her. She presented herself like a predator, but her behavior was that of prey. 

It made sense. She was taken, put through horrors beyond comprehension at the hands of HYDRA. Prey. She was altered, trained, brainwashed to be an elite fighter, an assassin. Predator. But now? She was somewhere in between. Not quite a predator, not quite prey. 

As Natasha strode down the path towards the main building, she couldn’t help but feel like even Charlotte didn’t know which category she fell into. 

“This is the cafe,” Steve gestured when they walked into the largest building. Charlotte recognized it as another entrance to the same place they’d left earlier that morning. This was where all the noise was coming from. It was a large room, flooded with natural light from the floor-to-ceiling windows. There were two dozen circular tables in the middle of the room, most of them empty. A few had small clusters of people in navy blue windbreakers or jackets, all emblazoned with the trademark “A” of the Avengers. There was a kitchen area to the right, a long countertop spanning part of the wall. “They serve three meals here every day, it’s all up for grabs. This is where all the agents and recruits eat while they’re here. We have a kitchen back in our building, but unless one of us feels like cooking, there’s not much more than dry cereal there.” 

They walked towards the kitchen, a few agents pausing as they walked through the room, looking at Charlotte over their clipboards and conversation. Natasha pulled open the door to a commercial sized refrigerator, revealing a massive selection of food. Everything from fresh fruit to Smucker’s PB&J sandwiches. Eyes wide, Charlotte glanced at Natasha. 

“Have at it,” She nodded, grabbing an apple and biting in. 

When they’d sufficiently raided the kitchen, Steve led them out another set of doors to a patio area. To the right, they could see the edge of the lake peeking around the treeline. To the left, there was an open field, the targets on the far end indicating a shooting range. Charlotte lowered her arms and let the barrage of snacks tumble onto the table. 

“I didn’t think superheroes ate junk food,” She raised an eyebrow, pulling open a bag of mini-donuts. 

“Superheroes don’t, Avengers do.” Nat winked and stole one from the packaging. “Plus, not all of the agents here are combat focused. There are plenty who work in the control room or in tech and engineering and don’t have to give a shit about being mobile.” 

“Well here’s to not being mobile.” She held her chocolate milk in the air and the three of them toasted, just in time for a dozen agents to jog by on the path out in front of them. 

Bucky stood on the path around the lake, hidden under the cover of long morning shadows. He watched as Steve raised his plastic chocolate milk into the air, appearing to cheers with the two women at the table. One was Natasha, the other he assumed was the new girl. Charlotte. 

She was around Natasha’s size, a little more overtly muscular. He could see her toned arms clearly thanks to the tank top she was wearing. They seemed relaxed, talking and laughing. He took a deep breath and looked down at his phone. 

Five Minutes Ago

Steve: Come meet us on the patio by the range. You can meet Charlotte. We’re showing her around. 

Sighing, Bucky shot back a reply before shoving his phone into his pocket. 

Bucky: Sorry - told Sam I’d help him with something. Next time. 

He turned and resumed his run around the lake, going the opposite direction of the compound. Steve glanced up from his phone, brow furrowed, just in time to see black hair disappearing around the treeline.

[bunnywritesjunk]

Ruusaan | Captain rex x Reader

Series summary: You missed your tropical planet, but coruscant had more to offer. You are a field medic in the 501st. you work closely with the captain in hopes of not losing your job. But how close is too close.

Chapter summary: Your first mission to Umbara is going as planned. That is until a certain General shakes things up. 

Pairing: Captain Rex x Reader

Warnings: Canon level violence, brain injures, blood, broken bones, T for teen (for this chapter)

Word count: 2.1k

Genre: Fluff and angst

A/n: Hello! chapter 2 coming up. I'm following the timeline pretty closely just to establish plot. In my mind rex is actually a little shy and bashful so he might take a minute to open up.. anyways, enjoy!

Chapter Two

In the hangar, You stood next to Na'wi and Fives. The briefing for your first mission was simple yet overwhelming. A holoprojection of the terrain appeared central to the generals.

“Master Krell and Tin will be supporting my troops in the south, while Anakin's battalion with come in from the north and takes out enemy reinforcements.” Obi-wan said.

“It is imperative that we capture the capital city as quickly as possible and hold it.” His hand made a fist as he finished.

Anakin stepped forward. “Our biggest problem is gonna be the local militia. The Umbarans have aligned themselves with the separatists, and are heavily armed”

“Arc trooper fives will be assisting my unit on special assignment.” Anakin said.

“Ready to do my part, General Skywalker” Fives responded.

“Nice to have you onboard” Captain rex addressed the Arc trooper.

“Just like old times Rex.” Fives said fondly.

“Medics, we're relying on you two for communication and recon. If you see anything suspicious let us and the captains know immediately.” Obi-wan said sternly to you and Na'wi.

“You both will have your ATV's but I want you to stay one click behind the battalion. Stay safe and if anything goes down get out of there quickly, got it?” Said Anakin.

“Sir yes sir.” You and Na'wi said in sync. Your tail whipped back and forth in anticipation.

“Remember Anakin, Cody, and I will be twelve clicks to your south, we're counting on you to take out those local fighters or I'm afraid the capital will never surrender.” Said Obi-wan.

Anakin sighs “Does my battalion have to do everything?”

“You seem to always volunteer” Obi-wan replies with a smirk.

The generals and soldiers loaded up into their respective warships. You and Na'wi were sharing one ship to carry you both to different landing points. Because of the hostile terrain of Umbara, they gave the field medics all-terrain vehicles equipped with a hover pad latched on the back. That was so you can transport the injured to a safe location. You and Na'wi loaded onto the ship, both of your vehicles were all white save for the medical emblem and the number of your respective battalions on it. You mounted your ATV followed by Na'wi. Your ship took off slowly out of the hangar and speed into the atmosphere of Umbara.

“I'm so excited!” Na'wi said while swinging her feet.

“How is this exciting? We could die” You responded rolling your eyes lightly.

“I enjoy the risk.” She said flashing you a bright smile.

“I guess I'll rely on my adrenaline.” You picked at your fingernails to pass the time.

It seemed like no time passed until the ramp opened up. You were dropping first. The ship did not seem to slow down much but you swallowed your fear and put your vehicle in neutral. Slowly you rolled out of the ship while waving to Na'wi.

“I love you!” She screamed over the wind.

You fell to the ground with a thud. You did not brace yourself enough the impact made you lurch forward and hit your head on the controls. You brushed it off and put the ATV in drive. You got placed somewhat adjacent to the active battle field. Your helmet had built-in goggles with heat vision, so you could see everything that is happening on the battlefield. As well as if someone is still alive or not. You could tell the 501st had made good headway already so you headed towards the area they left recently. Your orders are to stay one click behind them to keep you out of immediate danger. You were coming up on the remnants of the battlefield, you slowed down and kept your head low as you approached. Although you had a blaster you did not want to risk giving your position away. You scanned the field for any sign of life. Your thermal goggles picked up a heat signature about twenty feet away. You speed to the location and saw a trooper unconscious face down. Yout hopped off the ATV quickly and flipped him over.

You took his helmet off and felt for a pulse first, it was weak. You looked over him ad couldn't find any obvious injuries. You took out your holo pad and scanned him. He had a brain bleed. You debated on whether he would have enough life in him after you stopped the internal bleeding. Worth a try, but you had to act fast. You got some gloves on and undressed a Bacta needle. Flipping him over you inserted the needle carefully into the brain stem. It should stop the bleeding. You were glad he was asleep so he doesn't have to feel this. After the injection, you looked at his scan to see exactly where the bleed was spilling. You took out a small spring-locked drill. It stops drilling when it hits soft tissue. The perfect tool for drilling into a skull, which you happen to be doing. You positioned the drill behind his ear and slowly but firmly applied pressure. Soon, blood started dripping out of the small hole. The drill stopped and you removed it. Flipping him over on his back to let gravity drain the blood. The trooper started breathing heavily and his hand twitched. You decided to inject him with a painkiller so he's not in agony when he comes to.

“Hey there trooper, you're gonna be alright.” You said to him in a soft voice. He stirred and his eyes fluttered a bit. All good signs that he was gonna be ok, with minimal brain damage.

You left your ATV near him while you surveyed the rest of the battlefield. You found another trooper thankfully awake with a badly broken humerus and dislocated shoulder on his right side. You numbed his arm and shoulder to set his bones back in place and injected him with Bacta. Since he could walk you led him back to your ATV discreetly. You found no other troopers that were alive.

The battle seemed to get further and further away. You didn't want to get completely separated so you three had to move. You went to the unconscious trooper and hooked your arms under his to lift him onto your hover pad.

'Damn he's heavy' you thought.

The hover pad had barriers so that patients wouldn't fall off while you drove. As you got him settled he stirred and opened his eyes.

“Are you an Angel?” His voice was barely above a whisper.

“I wish” You chuckled. You mounted your ride and motioned for the other trooper to sit behind you. He wrapped his good arm around your waist and rested his head on your back.

“Hey trooper, can't have you falling asleep ok?” You felt him nod. You sped off toward your battalion.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The troops were moving fast, but the casualties were heavy. It's been nearly twenty minutes since you found the two injured clones, and you have not found anyone else alive. Your comm beeped it was Rex.

“We have stopped for rest, make it one click away from our location and hold your position.” Rex said.

“Sir yes sir”

You were about a click and a half away from them. You started to speed up but then stopped abruptly. There were Umbarans half a click away... Directly in front of you. The battalion advanced so the area should be clear...unless?

You commed Captain Rex.

“Captain, they're going to ambush”

“What do you see?” He spoke lowly.

“They are surrounding your position as we speak”

He didn't comm you back but you saw the distant blaster fire. You decided to back up and take cover in some bushes just in case any Umbarans saw you while retreating. After a few minutes you heard the whirring of ships, you looked up as the bombers can and laid waste to the Umbaran ambush.

Your comm beeped once again. It was Anakin

“General Krell is here with a ship, I am going back to Courasant and he is taking over. Bring any wounded to us immediately so I can get them back the Starship”

“Yes sir” you replied while speeding off in their direction.

Once you got there Anakin was already on the ship waiting. Two troopers helped unload the clone on your hover pad while you assisted the one on your ATV to the ship. Anakin nodded at you in acknowledgment. Once the injured were loaded onto the ship they took off.

Rex turns to general Krell “Your reputation precedes you general, It is an honor to be serving you”

“I find it very interesting captain that, you are able to recognize the value of honor. For a clone.” General Krell says smoothly. The captain gave him a puzzled look.

“Stand at attention when I address you” Krell barks.

“Your flattery is duly noted, but it will not be rewarded. There's a reason my command is so effective, and it's because I do things by the book. And that includes protocol” General Krell walks up to you.

“So you're the new field medic. Tell me, were those two clones the only ones you managed to rescue?” He asked.

You opened your mouth to speak but before you could get a word out he spoke.

“Because if those two were the only ones you could manage your experimental job will certainly be in jeopardy. Those clones will probably never see combat again, you are proving to be ineffective.” With that, he walked away.

“You will stay with us as we march the capital, maybe your talents will be of a better use when you can treat faster hmm?” General Krell said.

“Sir, my talents are best applied not under heavy fire and artillery. Kix is more suited for treating smaller injuries in the heat of batt-”

“What? What is a Kix? You mean a clone?” He interrupted you. Your tail whipped in annoyance.

“Um yes. I don't know his CT number, they are harder to remember.” You didn't meet his eyes as you spoke. Rex walked up beside you.

“Although our medic is combat trained, her top priority should be to save others' lives. Not her own, sir.” Rex said. General Krell didn't acknowledge Rex.

“Have the platoons ready to move out immediately,” The General turns to you.

“You were given orders, follow them. That is all” He said as he walked away from the group.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You followed closely behind the battalion on your ATV. There was a small run-in with some hostile flying animals. The general took care of that swiftly and yelled about it after. You had a bad feeling about this man. You wanted to talk to fives but he was up at the front. The farther away you could be from General Krell the better.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It's been twelve hours. You've started to fall asleep on your vehicle. You reached into the side pocket of your pack and pulled out a nutrient bar. Hopefully, that could give you a little bit of energy for now. You barely noticed when General Krell started yelling about how the other battalions are counting on the 501st so they can't afford rest. You heard him but it didn't stick in your head for very long. Eventually, you all made it the capital main road. The men started to get in position for the strike on capital. You being the medic, did not know where you should or shouldn't be. You felt a little awkward just sitting there.

You rode up to fives “Hey” You said sleepily.

Fives nodded at you “How are you holding up?” You responded with a sigh.

Then, you noticed Rex walking up to general Krell. You listened in.

“Sir, we're ready to bring our forward platoons in for a surgical strike on the city's defenses.” Rex said to the General.

“There won't be any need Captain” Rex looked confused at this response.

“All platoons will execute a forward assault along the main route to the city”

“But, sir. General skywalker's plan was to surprise them with multiple attacks. If we come in from the main route, they're likely to engage us in a full-frontal assault”

You turned to Fives “Is this guy trying to kill us?” You whispered. General Krell went on about using all the troops to attack the capital head-on.

“Seems like it.” Fives whispered back.

“Do I make myself clear CT-7567?!” Krell barked in the captain's face.

“Yes General” Rex said calmly.

Rex made his way to you.

“Listen, once blaster fire starts I want you behind me at all times. Got it?” You nodded yes. He turned to walk away.

“But um, Rex?” You asked. He faced you again.

“How exactly am I supposed to treat people if I have to stay near you?” He moved closer to you.

“You won't. This plan is crazy, you won't be able to do anything but protect yourself. Stick with me, I can't have you dying on your first mission civvie.” He gives you a reassuring look.

“Alright, I trust you.”

[solarsonicsoda]

Wrestlemania Main Event Reviews - Wrestlemania XXXVIII (Saturday)

Steve Austin def. Kevin Owens in a No Holds Barred Match in 13:55

This one starts with The KO Show with “Stone Cold” Steve Austin. The crowd are super hot for Austin without him even arriving and Owens is super hated. He’s been mocking Texas and Austin a lot in the lead-up. I won’t give you a full run-down of this segment because this is about matches, but it's classic “Your town sucks” heel work. Austin enters to a huge pop. He then leaves. He then returns with his ATV! They argue about Texas. Owens reveals he actually wants to fight Austin and he accepts. The noise is insane! 

Giant pop for the bell! They meet in the middle of the ring before throwing punches! Austin gets on top in the corner and starts to stomp a mudhole in Owens and walk it dry! Big whip into the corner and big bump by Owens. Austin calls for a beer for a mid-match swig! Once again, Austin stomps Owens in the corner. He sends Owens out of the ring and grabs another beer! Owens sends him into the barricade but he returns with a clothesline. He drops Owens onto the barricade and rakes the eyes. “You still got it” chants as Austin stays on top, but then Owens reverses an Austin throw to send him into the ring post. He attacks him with the tripod from the KO Show set, then grabs a table. He goes to send Austin through it but Austin reverses this time and Owens goes through the table. He sends him to the crowd, and they brawl amongst the Texans! Austin goes for a suplex but Owens counters with his own on the concrete! That’s a pretty wild bump for Austin! Austin starts to fight back as they head back ringside, but Owens has the upper hand. This changes when Owens begins to climb over the barricade and gets flung onto the announce table by Austin. He grabs two beers, takes a drink and hits some punches on Owens on top of the table. He grabs another, spitting it in the face of Owens. The action returns to the ring, but Owens rolls to the apron and is able to drop him on the top rope. He heads out and tries to take the ATV but Austin meets him and attacks. He hops on the ATV and drives them up to the stage! How sweet! Big suplex on stage left from Austin this time! He then heads to stage right, and hits a crafty eye poke on Owens before another suplex. Austin walks him back to the ramp and sends him careening down it! Back into the ring for Owens, and Austin grabs another pair of beers. He chugs them as only he can (spilling most of them that is) but Owens hits a stunner! Austin kicks out though to the crowd’s delight! Owens goes and grabs a chair, but Austin dodges and the chair rebounds off the ropes into Owens’ face! Love that spot always. Austin follows up with a Stone Cold Stunner and that's all she wrote! 

He calls for his beers and celebrates the classic Austin way! That's with more beer if you were unclear. He enjoys them with the crowd, hits another Stunner on Owens (who is escorted out by the police), and tells the crowd that that's the bottom line cos Stone Cold said so! He invites Byron Saxton in for a beer, they drink, then he stunners Saxton! I love it, Saxton is great. Austin then even brings his brother into the ring to share a moment.

Pros: Electric crowd, feel good vibe, surprisingly strong action Cons: Very simple structure, spot-to-spot format, uneven offence but that’s what was needed

This is no technical classic, but it's just downright fun. Being in this moment, it probably feels like an all-timer, and while that isn't the case you can't help but love this on some level. Austin put in a great shift given his age and condition, and Owens was a great dance partner. The crowd were hot and it was just simple fun. Not too much to say but a good time none the less. 

3 STARS OUT OF 5

[borg5of9]

Lane Changes

By Borg 5 of 9

I’d decided to drive down the California coast, somewhat randomly, to decompress. Work had been shit. It was a chilly, overcast afternoon, when I spotted a packed parking lot off the highway 1, which was somewhat unusual given how cold the weather was. I figured there must be something interesting happening, so I pulled off the road.

The weather wasn’t so bad, except that when the wind picked up it would fling the sporadic stinging droplet of water right into your face. Getting out of the car, I spotted a large crowd gathered in the distance. Every now and then, cheering and clapping erupted from the group. I moved closer to see what it was all about. A jetski raced around buoys and jumped off waves, performing stunts. There were cameras. Every other person had their phone up to capture the event.

It was moderately exciting, so I moderately paid attention. Eventually, it was time for the next contestant. They announced the name, but I was only half listening, and it was difficult to make out the words through all the reverberations anyway. 

As people got a glimpse of the rider, the crowd noise went silent. She was statuesque, and clad head to toe in a pink and white form-fitting neoprene outfit. A matching helmet with visor hid her identity. She whipped the craft around the sea at insane angles, taking multiple flips and twists off of ramps. The previous contestant suddenly appeared positively amateurish in comparison. There were sporadic claps, but no cheering from the crowd. A sort of reverence for this figure, perhaps? But then I realized some people in the crowd were murmuring. They sounded disdainful in tone. Or maybe that was just my perception.

I leaned in to the spectator next to me. “Who is that?” I asked, in a low voice. 

“What, that?”, he jabbed a thumb towards the water. “You must be new here. That’s Jess Lane.”

“Jess Lane,” I repeated. Huh. I’ll have to remember to look her up once I had decent cell reception again.

—

I had decided to spend the day checking out the village. It had the usual small bookshops and antique stores you’d expect from a seaside town. But I couldn’t stop thinking about that rider. 

And now, the sun had almost set. But for some reason, instead of checking into a local motel like anyone with common sense would do, I found myself drawn back to where that event I had seen was. Why? I wasn’t sure. It was as if I thought she would still be here, gliding across the waves, on an ocean which was now empty. 

I hung around the parking lot a little, hands in my jacket pockets to keep warm. I looked across the street towards the dive bar. In the daytime it was fairly inconspicuous, but at night it was unmistakably lit up with activity. I walked on over.

There were a few trucks with surfboards in the back parked out front, some with ATVs. A dog barked from one. Motorbikes were parked against one side of the building.

Well, what if? It wasn’t my kind of place, but why not check it out? It’s not like I’m going to be here again, on the same day as whatever this event was. And I might as well soak up some local vibes before I head back.

—

As I flung open the doors, there was the rider, seated at the bar. But it’s not as if you could miss her. She looked exactly as she had out on the course: Helmet, visor and all. A conspicuous splash of bright pink against the sedated, warm colors of the bar’s interior. That I did not expect. 

After being starstruck, I slowly approached her. She sat on the barstool staring straight ahead, stiff, upright, a small shot glass of red liquor in front of her. “Mrs. Lane?”. No response. Like a lot of bars, it was far too loud for anyone’s good.  “Hey, are you Jess Lane?” I asked, projecting my voice this time. A burly man sitting next to her got up from his seat. Probably her private security.

“Please don’t disturb Miss. Lane,” he requested. Stern but professional.

“Sorry, I was just going to ask for an autograph or something. I saw her out on the waves today and wanted to quickly tell her how it just blew me away.”

He laughed, sincerely, as if it was a good joke.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“Jessica Lane died about ten years ago. I thought everybody knew that. It made international news. She got mauled by a shark. There wasn’t a whole lot left of her after that.”

I smirked at the sheer unbridled chutzpah. This guy wasn’t going to get rid of me that easy. “Come on, man. I just talked to someone who said that’s who it was.”

“No, I mean it. This is an android that’s just based on her brain patterns or something. I’m just here to protect the merchandise.”

He produced a laminated ID badge. It read “CryoLife Industries. Cybernetics Research Division”

“See this? I’m from the company she sold herself to. You think someone like Jess Lane would bother with such a small competition?”

“Bullshit,” I laughed. 

“You know what? Fine, go ahead. You can ask ‘her’, or whatever that thing is. Go on, ask it why we’re all here” he sneered.

And something about the seriousness with which he said that scared me, just a little. Either they had concocted an elaborate prank to play on non-regulars at this bar, or something was seriously off.

I leaned into the bar, a little nervous now. “Hi, Jess Lane? I don’t mean to bug you. I was wondering if I could just grab a quick autograph” 

It was a few seconds before I got my response.

With the soft, high-toned whine of a small electric motor, the rider slowly turned its head towards me. There was a soft click as the visor popped open. Beneath was a human face. Mostly. One eye had been replaced with a cybernetic sensory array, the left side of her head covered in metallic implants. The other eye was still human, but fixed nearly straight ahead. It intensely inspected nothing, as if in a trance. Tubes snaked from the nose and mouth to down beneath her high-collared outfit. There was a hiss, of air moving through the narrow passageways. Her skin was eerily pale and showed the cracks and wrinkles of middle age, but otherwise appeared healthy.

“This unit is not authorized to grant autographs. Sufficient access privileges are necessary,” she answered in a nearly flat monotone. The voice was human, but with a slight rasp.

I was stunned. What was this?

“Are you Jessica Lane?” I asked.

“This unit is a product of Jessica Lane’s biological tissue and cybernetic technology. It is not authorized to represent itself as, ‘Jessica Lane’. It is,” she paused, choosing the words carefully. “A second entity”.

“Then,” I hesitated. “Who are you?”

She blinked and her one eye searched as she formulated an answer.

“We are the recoverable portions of Jessica Lane’s mind fused with neural network technology. We are, ‘Jessica Lane’,” she said, clearly pausing before her human name to put it in quotes. “But, we are also artificial intelligence. We are one.”

“But.. why?”

“She had the option of her usable tissue being transplanted into a cybernetic body to live onward. She took it. Her wish was that once a year she would be able to do what she always loved. Reenacting a pivotal event that brought her joy in her youth: Winning the championship that launched her career. In exchange, researchers received one of the few living cyborgs to study.”

I mused, “So, every year, you’re trotted out to do this. Compete in the competition that started your career, go to the bar you always went to, then go across the street to ‘celebrate’. Like a living time capsule”. It came out more dickish than I wanted. I wasn’t trying to be mean. I was expressing my shock.

And although her expression was blank, you could feel a longing. Reaching for memories, like a hand reaching into a dark sack to retrieve lost pieces of a soul that were always just out of reach. I had triggered something in her. Tripped a wire. She became flustered. Her brow slightly furrowed, human emotions breaking through the cybernetic wall.

“Yes. With a drink in front of me that I cannot drink. I perform the ritual, and then I am taken back to the research lab, if I have not been rented out for a promotional spot or–”, it stopped, its train of thought cut off, trying to recall something that will never come.  “This unit does not recall much about its human lifespan anymore. This is its body now,” It tilted its head downward and gestured, growing more anxious. “Beneath the neoprene is not flesh but wires, motors, and processors.” She looked back at me, clearly distressed now. “Perhaps I’m not Jessica Lane at all. Maybe I never was. Maybe this is all just–” 

The company thug interrupted, barking at her, “Code Lane dash 2, 4, 4, 6, 1” Her face froze. After a few seconds, it reset back to that blank expression, eyes staring ahead. The head pivoted forwards again. Then the man turned to me.

“What the hell did you say to it?” he demanded, a couple inches from me.

“Hey, uh, sorry, man” I stammered. This wasn’t good. This dude could break me in half, and nobody in this bar would give a shit. 

His demeanor softened. ”Well, now I have to take it back to the lab. The day’s about over anyway. We probably got enough data.” He took out his mobile device and paid up. Then he turned back to Jess. “Lane, follow”

With that, Jessica’s head raised. She stiffly rose from her seat, pivoted, and finally followed the man out the door.

I let a few moments pass so it didn’t seem like I was tailing them. But I wanted to get another glimpse of the strange scene. Or maybe I just wanted to see the rider one last time.

It was dark now. In the corner of the lot, a large van I hadn’t noticed had its tailgate open. Bright white light poured out. Computer consoles and what looked like electronic testing equipment lined the walls. Another figure was inside in a lab coat, poring over readings of some kind. I arrived in time to see Jess Lane, or whoever that is, dutifully load herself into the van, right before the doors slammed shut and they drove off.

The last of the sun slipped beneath the horizon. I headed back to the city.

[jasperbracy]

How Farmers and Ranchers Can Choose the Best Tandem Cattle Trailer for Sale

Having the appropriate equipment is essential to running a successful livestock company. A tandem cattle trailer for sale is one of the most important pieces of machinery for the safe and effective transportation of livestock. These trailers are made to transport many animals over great distances while maintaining their protection and comfort.

Design Low-Profile with Simple Controls

Vehicles with low ground clearance can be loaded and unloaded with ease thanks to a low-profile hydraulic tilt car trailer design. The bed should be able to drop far enough thanks to the tilt mechanism to provide a mild slope that reduces the possibility of grazing the car's bottom. With just a button press, you can tilt the bed of the majority of hydraulic tilt vehicle trailers thanks to their user-friendly control mechanism.

Ensure that the control panel is easy to operate and placed in a handy area. For extra convenience, some trailers even include wireless remote controls. When it comes to transporting vehicles, a hydraulic tilt car trailer is revolutionary. Without the need for ramps or other equipment, it provides a practical, secure, and effective method of loading and unloading automobiles, trucks, and other vehicles

Versatile, Low-Impact Loading for a Range of Vehicle Types

Purchasing a hydraulic tilt trailer may simplify your work and guarantee that your cars are carried with the least amount of trouble and the highest level of safety, regardless of whether you're a professional transporter, an automobile enthusiast, or someone who frequently moves cars. For delicate or expensive autos, the slow ascent minimises the chance of harming both the trailer and the vehicle.

The regulated tilt reduces the possibility of unexpected shocks or bumps that might result in damage during the loading process, whether you're transferring a sports vehicle, antique automobile, or low-rider. Cars, trucks, motorbikes, ATVs, and even machinery may all be transported using hydraulic tilt car trailers because of their adaptability.

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Polk County Parks and Natural Resources Closure Updates

While most of Polk County’s parks and boat ramps have reopened following Hurricane Milton, some areas remain closed to the public or have limited access. Sections of environmental lands and stormwater sites may still be wet or underwater. Opening: Bone Valley ATV ParkThe park will operate on Saturday and Sunday, Oct. 26 and 27, during regular winter business hours. Bone Valley ATV Park will not…

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 2018 Hess Truck RV ATV and Motorbike.

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Trailers With Ramp For Sale: The Ultimate Buying Guide

When it comes to transporting heavy equipment, vehicles, or bulky items, trailers with ramps offer an unparalleled level of convenience and efficiency. Whether you’re a professional in need of reliable transportation for your work tools or a hobbyist looking to easily haul your ATV or motorcycle, choosing the right trailers with ramps for sale can make all the difference. This blog will explore the essential aspects you should consider before making a purchase, the types of trailers available, and tips for ensuring you get the best value for your investment.

Why Choose Trailers with Ramps?

The appeal of trailers with ramps lies in their ability to simplify the loading and unloading process. A ramp provides a smooth transition from the ground to the trailer bed, making it easy to roll or drive equipment and vehicles onto the trailer. This reduces the need for heavy lifting and minimizes the risk of injury, which is particularly important when dealing with large, unwieldy items.

For businesses that regularly transport equipment or vehicles, trailers with ramps are an essential tool. They allow for quicker and more efficient operations, reducing downtime and improving productivity. Similarly, for recreational users, trailers with ramps make it easier to enjoy outdoor activities without the hassle of difficult loading procedures.

Key Considerations When Buying Trailers with Ramps

Before searching for trailers with ramps, it's important to understand the key features and specifications that will best suit your needs. Here are some factors to consider:

Load Capacity: The first thing to determine is how much weight you need the trailer to carry. Trailers come in various sizes and weight capacities, so it’s crucial to choose one that can handle your specific load. Overloading a trailer can be dangerous and can cause significant wear and tear over time.

Ramp Length and Angle: The length of the ramp affects the loading angle. A longer ramp will provide a shallower angle, making it easier to load heavy or wheeled equipment. If you're frequently loading low-clearance vehicles like motorcycles or lawn equipment, a longer ramp is preferable to prevent bottoming out during the loading process.

Material and Durability: Trailers with ramps are available in different materials, including steel, aluminium, and composite materials. Steel trailers are known for their strength and durability but can be heavy and prone to rust. Aluminium trailers are lighter and resistant to rust but may not be as strong as steel. Consider the climate and how often you’ll be using the trailer when choosing the material.

Trailer Size and Dimensions: The size of the trailer should correspond to the size of the items you plan to transport. Ensure the trailer bed is wide and long enough to accommodate your equipment, with enough space for secure tie-downs. A trailer that’s too small can make loading difficult and unsafe, while one that’s too large may be cumbersome to tow.

Braking System: For trailers carrying heavy loads, a braking system is essential. Some trailers come equipped with electric or hydraulic brakes, which can significantly enhance safety when towing. Make sure the braking system is compatible with your towing vehicle.

Ramp Construction: The ramp itself should be sturdy and easy to use. Look for ramps with non-slip surfaces or grooves for better traction, especially if you’ll be loading in wet or muddy conditions. The ramp should also be easy to deploy and store, with a secure locking mechanism to keep it in place during transit.

Types of Trailers with Ramps

When searching for trailers with ramps, you'll encounter several types, each suited for different applications:

Utility Trailers: Utility trailers are versatile and can be used for a wide range of purposes, from hauling garden equipment to transporting small vehicles. They usually come with a ramp gate at the rear, making them ideal for homeowners and small business owners.

Enclosed Trailers: Enclosed trailers offer the added benefit of protecting your cargo from the elements. They are commonly used for transporting valuable or sensitive items, as well as for moving motorcycles and ATVs. The ramp on an enclosed trailer is often integrated into the rear door, which folds down to form a loading ramp.

Car Trailers: Car trailers are specifically designed to transport vehicles. These trailers typically have a longer, sturdier ramp that can handle the weight and size of a car, making them essential for car dealers, mechanics, or anyone who needs to move vehicles regularly.

Flatbed Trailers: Flatbed trailers are ideal for hauling large or irregularly shaped items that wouldn’t fit in a standard enclosed trailer. The ramps on flatbed trailers are often detachable, providing flexibility in how you load and unload cargo.

Bottom-line 

Finding the right trailers with ramps for sale is all about understanding your specific needs and making an informed choice. Whether you need a utility trailer for yard work or a flatbed trailer for hauling heavy equipment, there’s a perfect trailer out there for you. By considering factors like load capacity, ramp length, material, and trailer type, you can ensure that your purchase will serve you well for years to come.

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ToyLoader

Toy Loader USA is revolutionizing the way outdoor enthusiasts handle their gear by simplifying the process of transporting toys and equipment. Their innovative solutions make the task more efficient, safe, and hassle-free, changing the landscape of toy hauling for adventurers. By reimagining how gear is moved, Toy Loader USA is setting a new standard in the industry and transforming the experience of carrying equipment on outdoor excursions.

Once the ramp is in place, you simply drive or wheel your toy up the incline. The gradual slope and smooth surface of the ramp make the loading process straightforward and efficient. This ease of use saves you time and reduces the physical effort required, making it easier to transport your ATVs, bikes, and other equipment.

With the ToyLoader system, outdoor enthusiasts can enjoy a more convenient and less strenuous way of handling their gear, streamlining their adventures from start to finish.

Once your toy reaches the optimal height, secure it with the integrated catch or tie. This ensures that your equipment remains firmly in place during transport, providing peace of mind and safety on every journey.

With these features, the ToyLoader system redefines ease and efficiency in loading, making it a game-changer for outdoor enthusiasts.

We understand that outdoor enthusiasts have a range of interests and activities. The ToyLoader system accommodates a wide variety of toys and sporting gear, adapting to different shapes and sizes to meet diverse needs.

Safety is a core value at ToyLoader USA. Our system is designed with secure and stable loading in mind, significantly reducing the risk of accidents during transport and ensuring a safe and reliable experience for all users.

Toy Loader USA has revolutionized the way outdoor enthusiasts transport their toys and sporting equipment. With their innovative ToyLoader system, they've simplified the loading and unloading process, eliminating the need for a winch and making it accessible to all users. Combining unmatched quality, versatility, and ease of use, Toy Loader USA remains the top choice for adventurers seeking reliable solutions for hauling their gear.

For your next adventure, trust Toy Loader USA's expertise and explore their range of innovative products at ToyLoader.com. Experience the convenience of hassle-free toy transport and embark on extraordinary journeys with Toy Loader USA by your side.

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Travel Trailers for Sale in Sacramento, CA: Your Guide to Finding the Perfect RV

For those who love the open road and the freedom to explore, owning a travel trailer is an ideal way to experience the great outdoors with the comforts of home. Sacramento, CA, offers a variety of options for those looking to travel trailers for sale sacramento ca  purchase a travel trailer, whether you're a first-time buyer or a seasoned RV enthusiast. In this article, we'll explore what you need to know about buying a travel trailer in Sacramento, CA, including the types available, where to buy, and tips for making the best purchase.

1. Why Choose a Travel Trailer?

Travel trailers offer a flexible and cost-effective way to travel and camp. Unlike motorhomes, they are towed behind a vehicle, allowing you to detach and use your vehicle independently once you've set up camp. Travel trailers come in a wide range of sizes and floor plans, making them suitable for solo travelers, couples, or large families.

2. Types of Travel Trailers Available

When searching for travel trailers for sale in Sacramento, CA, you'll encounter several types, each with its unique features:

Conventional Travel Trailers: These are the most common type and range from small, lightweight models to larger units with multiple slide-outs and full amenities.

Fifth-Wheel Trailers: Designed to be towed by a pickup truck with a special hitch, fifth-wheel trailers offer more living space and often include luxury features like king-sized beds and residential-style kitchens.

Toy Haulers: Ideal for those who want to bring along ATVs, motorcycles, or other recreational vehicles, toy haulers feature a garage area with ramp access, in addition to living quarters.

Teardrop Trailers: These compact, lightweight trailers are perfect for minimalist travelers who need basic shelter and storage while on the road.

Expandable/Hybrid Trailers: These trailers have pop-out sections made of canvas or hard sides, offering additional sleeping space without increasing the overall length of the trailer when towing.

3. Where to Buy Travel Trailers in Sacramento, CA

Sacramento is home to numerous dealerships that specialize in RVs, including travel trailers. Here are some popular options:

La Mesa RV Center: With a wide selection of new and pre-owned travel trailers, La Mesa RV is a well-known dealership offering various brands and models.

Manteca Trailer & Motorhome: Located a short drive from Sacramento, this dealership offers a large inventory of travel trailers, including top brands like Airstream, Jayco, and Forest River.

RV Travel World: Specializing in both new and used RVs, RV Travel World provides a range of travel trailers with flexible financing options.

Camping World of Sacramento: Known nationwide, Camping World offers a diverse selection of travel trailers, along with a full-service department for maintenance and repairs.

4. What to Consider When Buying a Travel Trailer

Before purchasing a travel trailer in Sacramento, CA, there are several factors to consider:

Budget: Determine your budget before you start shopping. Travel trailers can range from affordable, entry-level models to high-end luxury units.

Towing Capacity: Ensure your vehicle can safely tow the travel trailer you choose. Check the weight and towing capacity of both the trailer and your vehicle.

Floor Plan: Think about how you'll use the space. Do you need a large kitchen? Extra sleeping areas? Consider your priorities and choose a floor plan that meets your needs.

New vs. Used: Buying new offers the latest features and a manufacturer's warranty, while purchasing a used trailer can save money. Be sure to inspect used trailers carefully for any signs of wear or damage.

Dealer Reputation: Research the dealership's reputation, including customer reviews and ratings. A reputable dealer will provide transparent pricing, good customer service, and after-sale support.

5. Tips for First-Time Buyers

If you're new to RVing, here are some tips to help you make the right decision:

Start Small: If you're unsure about your needs, consider starting with a smaller, less expensive travel trailer. You can always upgrade later.

Attend RV Shows: RV shows offer a great opportunity to see multiple models in one place, compare features, and talk to experts.

Take a Test Drive: If possible, rent a travel trailer before buying to get a feel for towing, setting up, and living in one.

Consider Storage: Make sure you have a place to store your travel trailer when it's not in use. Some HOAs have restrictions on parking RVs at home.

Conclusion

Owning a travel trailer opens up a world of adventure, allowing you to explore Sacramento, CA, and beyond at your own pace. With a wide variety of travel trailers for sale in the area, there's something to suit every traveler's needs and budget. By considering your options, setting a budget, and choosing a reputable dealer, you'll be well on your way to finding the perfect travel trailer for your adventures. Happy travels!

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Jenis Kendaraan yang Bisa Dilayani oleh Jasa Towing

Jasa towing tidak hanya melayani mobil penumpang, tetapi juga berbagai jenis kendaraan lainnya. Memahami jenis-jenis kendaraan yang bisa dilayani oleh jasa towing dapat membantu Anda memilih layanan yang sesuai dengan kebutuhan Anda. Berikut adalah beberapa jenis kendaraan yang umumnya dapat dilayani oleh jasa towing.

Pertama, mobil penumpang. Ini adalah jenis kendaraan yang paling umum dilayani oleh jasa towing. Mobil penumpang meliputi sedan, hatchback, SUV, dan minivan. Jasa towing biasanya menggunakan truk dengan flatbed atau pengait untuk mengangkut mobil-mobil ini dengan aman, memastikan kendaraan Anda sampai di tujuan tanpa kerusakan tambahan.

Kedua, motor. Banyak jasa towing juga melayani pengangkutan motor, mulai dari motor bebek hingga motor sport. Motor biasanya ditowing menggunakan trailer khusus atau ramp yang dipasang di belakang truk towing. Pengamanan ekstra diperlukan untuk memastikan motor tidak bergeser atau jatuh selama proses towing.

Ketiga, kendaraan berat seperti truk dan bus. Jasa towing khusus biasanya diperlukan untuk menangani kendaraan besar seperti truk, bus, atau kendaraan komersial lainnya. Proses towing untuk kendaraan berat ini memerlukan peralatan dan keahlian khusus untuk memastikan kendaraan dapat diangkut dengan aman dan efisien.

Selain itu, jasa towing juga melayani alat berat seperti ekskavator, bulldozer, dan mesin konstruksi lainnya. Pengangkutan alat berat memerlukan peralatan khusus dan truk towing yang mampu menahan beban besar. Jasa towing untuk alat berat sering kali digunakan dalam proyek konstruksi untuk memindahkan mesin dari satu lokasi ke lokasi lainnya.

Jasa towing juga dapat melayani kendaraan mewah dan klasik yang memerlukan penanganan ekstra hati-hati. Kendaraan ini biasanya ditangani dengan metode towing khusus, seperti penggunaan pelindung tambahan atau pengangkatan seluruh kendaraan menggunakan flatbed untuk mencegah kerusakan pada body atau sistem suspensi.

Selanjutnya, kendaraan listrik juga menjadi bagian dari layanan yang ditawarkan oleh jasa towing modern. Mengingat sistem kelistrikan yang kompleks pada kendaraan listrik, jasa towing yang berpengalaman dalam menangani jenis kendaraan ini sangat penting untuk memastikan kendaraan tidak mengalami kerusakan selama proses towing.

Terakhir, beberapa jasa towing juga menyediakan layanan untuk kendaraan off-road atau ATV yang sering digunakan di medan-medan sulit. Kendaraan ini mungkin memerlukan towing jika mengalami masalah di area yang sulit dijangkau atau jika terjadi kerusakan selama penggunaan di medan berat.

Dengan berbagai jenis kendaraan yang dapat dilayani, jasa towing menjadi solusi serbaguna untuk berbagai kebutuhan transportasi darurat. Pastikan untuk memilih jasa towing yang memiliki pengalaman dan peralatan yang sesuai dengan jenis kendaraan Anda untuk memastikan proses towing berjalan lancar dan aman.

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Upgrade Your Hauling: Cargo Trailers For Sale Online

Consider cargo trailers for sale online to take control of your hauling needs. Cargo trailers are an important part of the transportation industry. Both individuals and businesses can use cargo trailers to transport their goods and equipment.

Reasons For Choosing A Cargo Trailer?

Using cargo trailers is convenient, made from galvanized steel. These versatile trailers come in various sizes and configurations. Find the best one that suits your specific needs.

Sufficient Space-

Cargo trailers offer ample space for your belongings. They help to haul everything from furniture and appliances to business materials and camping gear. You won’t face any hassle while transporting your equipment in a cargo trailer.

Easy Towing-

Cargo trailers allow for easy towing with modern vehicles. Consider proper hitching and load distribution and transport your cargo.

Protection And Security-  

Cargo trailers protect your belongings from external elements including harsh weather conditions. It ensures security for your valuables. It is equipped with lockable doors and the best construction. You arrive at your destination on time safely and your belongings are protected.

Types Of Cargo Trailers For Sale:

We have mentioned above that cargo trailers are available in various shapes and sizes. Professional cargo manufacturers can accommodate your hauling requirements efficiently.

When it comes to different types of cargo trailers offered by suppliers, it ranges from Enclosed Cargo Trailers, Open Cargo Trailers, Utility Trailers, and Motorcycle Trailers. Each type has its own specialty to consider.

Are you looking for cargo trailers for sale? Here are the factors to consider:

Size And Features – Consider the size and shape of your cargo trailer. Find out what dimensions can accommodate the hauling you often do. Look into extra characteristics such as ramps, inside illumination, and mechanical brakes etc.

Load Capacity- There are many kinds of things you might need to transport, from motorcycles and ATVs to furniture, construction materials or camping equipment. Make sure the load capacity is suitable for your trailer.

Budget – Set the amount you are willing to spend on a Cargo trailer. Expert suppliers can provide solutions for all requirements and budgets, so select carefully.

Customization- Find customization options for your specific needs. It transforms your trailer into a mobile workspace, recreational vehicle or storage unit.

So, what is the point of waiting for? Invest in a cargo trailer to transform your hauling experience. Andee Fabricators offers cargo trailers for sale.. Find the perfect one to meet your needs and budget.

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