#and we have a duty to check whether people might get hurt by accident even if we're 100% sure that no one will get hurt.

[ibijau]

Lapse in memory pt 3 / on AO3

aka the fic where nhs is cursed into amnesia a few years post canon, and came to lxc for help

The worst part of Nie Huaisang’s amnesia, Lan Xichen soon decided, was the realisation that he should have seen long ago that there was something wrong with Nie Mingjue’s little brother.

Although the other man had apparently always possessed frightening self control which made it difficult to know how much his current loss of memory impacted him, he used that control in a manner very different from what he had done after the death of his brother. Instead of displaying eternal sorrow and helplessness, Nie Huaisang was acting exactly the same as he had done before his life took a turn for the worst. He smiled, and chatted with people as if things were perfectly fine, only to break down once alone with Lan Xichen, asking when this person had died, whether that remark had been a joke or a reference to a true event. 

If he hadn't known better, if he hadn't been shown the other side Lan Xichen might have fallen for that new comedy as he had fallen for the old one. Nie Huaisang was good at this.

In fact, as Lan Xichen started remembering over the following days, he was good at many things. 

For example Nie Huaisang was smart, it turned out. After a decade of lies, Lan Xichen had forgotten that, too used to a man who barely managed to pick his own outfits without needing three different opinions, and would make four mistakes in a two digit addition. And indeed, when it came to cultivation, or when Wei Wuxian tried to discuss his ideas about what curse might have hit him, Nie Huaisang was clearly lost. But when the topic interested him, when someone mentioned art or literature, he spoke expertly and always made excellent points. 

Because he had his own duties to attend, and he aimed at being a better sect leader than he had been in the past, Lan Xichen spent little time with Nie Huaisang at first, and thus rarely enjoyed his conversation. Since the other man couldn’t be allowed to wander freely when there was still the possibility that all this was only a deception, Lan Xichen assigned one of his young disciples he trusted the most to stay with Nie Huaisang and make sure he didn’t misbehave. Almost immediately, he started hearing about the heated debates that Lan Jingyi and Nie Huaisang got into over classics, over art, over just anything that could be debated, and quite a few that shouldn’t. Lan Xichen had offered to find another person to keep Nie Huaisang company, only for Nie Huaisang to protest he was having great fun with Lan Jingyi.

It surprised Lan Xichen at first. Nie Huaisang wasn’t a man who enjoyed confrontation.

But he had once been a boy who did. Nie Mingjue used to complain at length about that, as did Lan Qiren when he’d had the dubious pleasure of teaching him. Nie Huaisang once had opinions on just about everything, especially if it could get him out of doing something he didn’t enjoy. Lan Xichen had found it amusing for a long time, and even he had been tricked into the odd argument here and there. But then there had been the war, there had been the constant worsening of Nie Mingjue’s temper, and Nie Huaisang’s tendency to argue over everything hadn’t felt so cute anymore.

After those difficult final few months, it had been a relief, in a way, when Nie Huaisang’s grief had made him so mild and pliable. He had never objected to any advice given to him, agreeing to everything and anything that Nie Mingjue’s sworn brothers suggested. If Lan Xichen hadn’t been so devastated by the loss they had both suffered, perhaps he would have noticed something was wrong.

Perhaps it was guilt, then, that soon pushed Lan Xichen to rearrange his schedule so he could spend a little more time with Nie Huaisang every day. He refused to let him down again. Or perhaps it was selfishness, the joy of having an old friend back in his life, someone who didn't know about his failings, and didn't judge him for being imperfect. 

"Imperfection is more fun," Nie Huaisang claimed one evening, as they sat together inside the Hanshi's courtyard, watching a pair of swallows build a nest under the rafters. "I like you better when you're not trying to be Zewu-jun. Zewu-Jun is a very boring person, while Lan Xichen is delightful company. Do you remember how we used to laugh sometimes when I came here to study? You did such a good imitation of your uncle. And you'd help me with my homeworks, and I'd let you have candies… wasn't that more fun than being perfect?"

"I miss those days," Lan Xichen admitted, something he had never told anyone except Jin Guangyao, once. He'd instantly regretted it back then, realising that Jin Guangyao had never had a chance to enjoy a carefree youth. He didn't regret telling Nie Huaisang who laughed so hard he startled the swallows, making them fly away for a moment. 

"Of course you miss that! Well, I'm back now, and until I'm better I can give you a taste of how it used to be. If I make you laugh enough, you'll stop being angry at me, right?"

“I’m not angry at you,” Lan Xichen said, which to his surprise wasn’t even a lie. This young and innocent Nie Huaisang, whose biggest crime was cheating during exams, who hadn’t yet discovered his own viciousness through fighting with Nie Mingjue and then for him, who could be irritating but always remained endearing… how could Lan Xichen have been angry at him?

“But you’re angry at the man I’ve become,” Nie Huaisang said.

Lan Xichen looked at him, that handsome young man sitting just a little too close, leaning somewhat toward Lan Xichen and yet tense enough that at the first sign of anger he’d probably leap away and disappear, the way he used to do with Nie Mingjue.

Lan Xichen wondered again how he had forgotten how observant Nie Huaisang could be. He should have known. The moment Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji told him that something terrible had been done to Nie Mingjue’s body, Lan Xichen should have guessed that Nie Huaisang knew as well, and that he’d be doing anything to avenge his brother.

“I think I’m more angry at myself than at you,” Lan Xichen said. “What happened, what you’ve done, it was… Maybe you really had no choice, or you thought you had no choice anyway, and I’m not sure I have a right to judge you. You… you still don’t remember, do you?”

“No. I don’t think I want to,” Nie Huaisang said. He started playing nervously with his sleeve, having forgotten his fan somewhere, and hesitantly spoke again. “I don’t think he wanted to remember either,” he whispered. “Him. Me. I… I don’t think it was an accident, Er-ge. I think I forgot on purpose.”

Startled by the confession, Lan Xichen stared again at Nie Huaisang who avoided his eyes. He looked pale, and started shaking slightly, as if again expecting a burst of anger that didn’t come. Lan Xichen was too stunned for that.

“When did you start suspecting this?”

“Right away,” Nie Huaisang confessed, nervously playing with his sleeve, pulling and tugging at the fabric. “It was just too odd that there was nothing at all about those lost years. I found some recent correspondence which let me know I wasn’t on very good terms with you, Jiang Cheng and Jin zongzhu, but that was it. And I know myself, Er-ge. I’ve kept a journal of everything I do since I was seven. Everything important, I write it down so I remember, I should have had a trace of those missing years.”

Lan Xichen nodded. Nie Huaisang had mentioned that habit of his, back when he was studying in the Cloud Recesses. Back then he’d complained that too little happened and he had nothing to write down, but also that homework and studying took so long he almost didn’t have time for his diary. Lan Xichen hadn’t realised that the habit was such a serious one, and he’d never heard Nie Huaisang mention it again as an adult, so he hadn’t thought to ask about that.

“Could it be that you simply stopped doing this?” Lan Xichen asked.

Nie Huaisang shook his head and frowned.

“It’s not just a hobby. My memory isn’t great, I really forget things if I don’t write them down. Everything important… in code if it's too important, of course, I’m only a little stupid. And I hid the journal, and kept all of them, from the very first. I’m the only one who knew where they’re all kept, but when I went to check, many of them had been destroyed, or at least moved somewhere else. Everything after the Sunshot Campaign is gone. Maybe he hoped to forget the war too.”

Not so much the war as what had happened just before it, Lan Xichen thought. He’d heard about the way hostage juniors had been treated by the Wens, and the horror of the Xuanwu of Slaughter killing people in that cave. Nie Huaisang had never wanted to talk about that, Lan Xichen recalled. He usually loved to complain, but on that particular topic he’d always close off or change the subject.

Aside from the death of Nie Mingjue, the terror of the evil Xuanwu had to have been the worst moment of Nie Huaisang’s life.

Without thinking Lan Xichen took Nie Huaisang’s hand, hoping to comfort him. Nie Huaisang startled and trembled, but didn’t try to remove his hand.

“I think it’s like you said,” Nie Huaisang explained, looking pleadingly at Lan Xichen. “That he did certain things because he thought he had no choice. He… I… if someone harmed da-ge, then I’d want to harm them back," he hissed with such rage that Lan Xichen shivered, reminded of the man Nie Huaisang had indeed become. "Even if it was san-ge! I can’t believe he’d do something like that, he’s always so nice, but it doesn’t matter. If I had been sure he’d hurt da-ge, then I… I would…”

“I know,” Lan Xichen said, squeezing Nie Huaisang’s hand.

“I think I had regrets of a sort though,” Nie Huaisang said. “The way it seems to me… I didn’t regret that these things had been done, I didn’t regret that people had died or been hurt, but I didn’t want to live with the weight of that either. I think… I’m a little bit of a coward, Er-ge. I’m fine with knowing I did horrible things, I just don’t want to know what they are, because that way it’s not really me who did them. So I can see why I chose to forget, and I also don’t want to remember.”

Had it been anyone else, Lan Xichen would have found that person cowardly indeed. Just as he bore the guilt of his failures and strove to do better, he would expect others to face their own faults, take their punishment, and try to improve in the future. But Nie Huaisang wasn’t just anyone, and Lan Xichen pitied him too much to wish for his suffering. Nie Huaisang had already been punished enough for what he’d done, having lost his brother, having lost all his friends, having lost the respect of his sect.

Having lost himself, too.

“It’s fine if you don’t remember,” Lan Xichen said. “You can stay here with us. Wei Wuxian seems happy enough to have you around, Lan Jingyi loves having someone to argue with… even uncle said the other day that it’s been a while since he’s had a decent opponent at weiqi.”

“And what about you?” Nie Huaisang asked, his cheeks a little pinker than they ought to be. “Are you also happy to have me here?”

“I am,” Lan Xichen replied, surprised to find that this, too, was the truth.

Partly because he’d always been a little too fond of Nie Huaisang, back before the Sunshot Campaign changed everything and forced him to set aside most of his personal attachments to better serve his sect. Partly, also, because he liked this current Nie Huaisang, who wasn’t quite as naïve and self-absorbed as he’d been as a boy, but lacked the cruelty years of solitude and resentment had taught him.

This was Nie Huaisang as he would have been, had the world been a little kinder. A clever young master who watched the world around him and understood people a little too well, but loved fun too much to ever do anything with what he learned, as long as his loved ones were safe.

“I’m glad to be here as well,” Nie Huaisang said.

He shuffled a little closer until he could rest his head against Lan Xichen’s shoulder. It had been years since anyone dared to be so carelessly intimate with Lan Xichen, who found he didn’t mind. Not if it was Nie Huaisang.

“You know, I’ve talked with Wei-xiong today, about this,” Nie Huaisang continued. “About what happened to me, and why, and how. He thinks it’s a curse, and there’s probably a condition that would allow it to be lifted. There usually is, after all. But I think if I really did this to myself, I'd have picked an impossible condition, because I wouldn't want to be saved from it. So I might stay like this for the rest of my life.”

“And you’ll be welcome to stay here that entire time,” Lan Xichen promised without thinking, squeezing Nie Huaisang’s hand again.

“That sounds really nice. I think I’ll take you on your offer, Er-ge,” Nie Huaisang said with a smile that Lan Xichen would have kissed if he’d dared. Later, while lying in his bed, he would wonder if he should have tried, only to eventually decide it would have ruined the moment.

Perhaps someday, in the future, thing would take that direction. For now they both had too much to deal with, too much to learn again about each other. It was fine. Lan Xichen was content to remain like this, sitting close together, holding hands, and watching those swallows finish their nest.

Just this was already more than he’d ever imagined he would get.

[jacaranda-bloom]

Monthly fic rec showcasing some of the fics I’ve read this month, and let me tell, you there have been a lot -  partly because I’m reprioritising my reading again and partly because we are being inundated with an avalanche of amazing fics at the moment. So yeah, be prepared for a fairly sizeable list under the cut.

In this instalment, there are fics from @sunflowrsix @kiddleau @metal-eye @flamboyantommo @icanhazzalou @sadaveniren @crinkle-eyed-boo @lululawrence @beau-soleil-louis​ @homosociallyyours @kingsofeverything @crazyupsetter @laynefaire and @allwaswell16.

Thank you to all the writers for sharing their wonderful talent with us. Please don’t forget to leave kudos and a comment if you enjoy their work. 💜

💜 an entire desert in our hourglass by tofiveohfive

@sunflowrsix Tumblr Fic Post

Harry/Louis | Explicit | 19k

# Pre-apocalypse, angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, post break-up, getting back together, anal sex, alcohol.

The world is ending. Harry comes over.

💜 bloodsport by tofiveohfive 

@sunflowrsix

Harry/Louis | Explicit | 40k

# Friday Night Lights AU, angst, post break-up, getting back together, underage drinking, anal sex, American football.

“You know how our next game is against the Cardinals, right? You remember how vicious those guys can get. I wanted us to come up with some plays, maybe work on a block from the left—”

Louis stops when he hears a chuckle.

He doesn’t think he’s said anything particularly funny, so he turns to Harry, waiting for an explanation.

“‘S funny, ‘s all.” Harry throws his finished bottle somewhere near the other discarded ones. “This is the first time you’re talking to me in eight months, and it’s still about football.”

💜 Half A Million Strong by kiddle

@kiddleau Part 1 of the Woodstock Series

Harry/Louis | Mature | 51k

# Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Famous Harry, Non-Famous Louis, Historical, 1960′s, Woodstock, Coming of Age, Recreational Drug use.

Louis Tomlinson is a young writer for a relatively new-on-the-scene rock magazine called Rolling Stone. His assignment is to fly across the country to cover the highly anticipated Woodstock Music and Art Festival. Armed with a notebook, audio recorder, and a camera, Louis just needs one big interview.

Harry Styles. A new name in rock music and a future name in rock history. His first album sold tens of thousands and his interviews attract audiences across the country. He has the poetry of Jim Morrison and the stage presence of Mick Jagger. And after seeing him perform at the festival, Louis is willing to jump through hoops to put Harry on the cover of Rolling Stone.

💜 Gather No Moss by kiddle

@kiddleau Part 2 of the Woodstock Series

Harry/Louis | Mature | 50k 

# Friends to Lovers, Famous Harry, Non-Famous Louis, Historical, 1960′s, Pining Tour bus, Coming of Age, Recreational Drug use.

Music journalist Louis Tomlinson will do just about anything to get a story he’s passionate about. Including spending a week on tour with the hard-to-manage rockstar-in-the-making Harry Styles. In the late 60s, every long-haired kid thinks they can make it in music, and Louis’ job is to figure out what exactly makes Harry so special. That is if he can get him to put down the bottles and guitars to answer a question truthfully.

💜 Caught By The Sun by metal_eye

@metal-eye Tumblr Fic Post Part 1 of the Caught By The Sun series

Harry/Louis | Mature | 19k

# Cabin AU, Summer Romance, Young Love, Skinny Dipping, First Time, Idiots In Love, Symbolic Thunderstorms, Bonfires.

He came every summer. It wasn’t even a question. Harry and his parents—one step, one real—picked up their lives, packed it into a car, and drove long enough to land at the ends of the earth.

The cabin had been in his family for a hundred years. There was no TV, no phone, no computer, no radio. There were decks of cards and plastic deer and marbles. There were skis and leaves and a treehouse.

And then there was Louis.

Or, Harry and Louis meet every summer at the lake.

💜 Somewhere Where You’re There by metal_eye

@metal-eye Part 2 of the Caught By The Sun series

Harry/Louis | Mature | 4k

# Cabin AU, Timestamp, Nostalgia, Blow Jobs, Boat Sex, Lake Sex.

The greatest luxury, in this new part of their lives, should have been time. It stretched at varied intervals with no attention to what the real world might find convenient. Hours yawned like horses’ mouths, stretching backwards in the effort of seconds. Except that Harry couldn’t help feeling like he’d missed out, somehow. That he needed to hurry. They’d been denied their formative horny years. Something had to give.

A Caught by the Sun timestamp in which they are both lazy and horny, and some things get resolved.

💜 Members Only by kikikryslee

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Harry/Louis | Mature | 14k

# Gyms, Boxing, Awkward Flirting, Mutual Pining. Locker Room, Semi-Public Sex, Smut.

“Well, I’m gonna go work out now, so…” Harry said, his voice trailing off. Louis nodded. “Yeah, yeah, go ahead. Go get, uh, you know, strong and buff.” What? Louis wanted to die. “Um, thanks?” Harry said. “Um…” Without another word, Harry walked away from the desk. Louis pinched his thigh – hard – hoping that was some terrible, awkward nightmare that he might soon wake up from. Or, the one where Louis works at Harry's new gym and neither one of them knows how to hold a coherent conversation with the other.

💜 I’d Still Dance With You by kikikryslee

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Harry/Louis | Mature | 57k

# Age Difference, Louis is 28, Harry is 21, Mutual Pining, Angst, Student Harry, Ad Exec Louis, Slow Burn, Smut, Bottom Harry, Top Louis.

“Well, I’m gonna go work out now, so…” Harry said, his voice trailing off. Louis nodded. “Yeah, yeah, go ahead. Go get, uh, you know, strong and buff.” What? Louis wanted to die. “Um, thanks?” Harry said. “Um…” Without another word, Harry walked away from the desk. Louis pinched his thigh – hard – hoping that was some terrible, awkward nightmare that he might soon wake up from. Or, the one where Louis works at Harry's new gym and neither one of them knows how to hold a coherent conversation with the other.

💜 Naked and Proud by kiwikero

@icanhazzalou Tumblr Fic Post

Harry/Louis | Explicit | 19k

# Farmer Harry, Songwriter Louis, Small Town, Organic Food, Summer Romance, Lust At First Sight, Pining, Smut.

The town itself is tiny, as evidenced by the ten minutes it’s taken Louis to drive the entire thing. There’s not a single recognisable brand in sight—no Tesco or McDonald’s or even a bloody Starbucks. Lining the streets instead are mom and pop stores with names like ‘Jerry’s Burgers’ and ‘The Market Basket’ and…

“'Naked & Proud?'” Louis almost slams on the brakes at the outlandish sign, the name written in a seemingly innocent font, words curved around a large cartoon peach. He can’t help turning into the carpark, easing the car into a spot next to a beat up truck.

He isn’t sure what to make of it. Surely it isn’t a strip joint or sex shop, not with the families and little old ladies going in and out of the establishment. Some kind of nudist hangout, perhaps?

And, oh, God. Did Louis’ mother accidentally send him to live in a nudist colony?

In which Harry runs an organic store, not a nudist colony, and Louis doesn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed.

💜 Paint The Sky With Stars by kiwikero

@icanhazzalou Tumblr Fic Post

Harry/Louis | Mature | 63k

# Titanic AU, Strangers to Lovers, Happy Ending.

On 10 April 1912, Harry Styles boards the finest ship the world has ever seen. Still grieving the death of their mother, he and his sister are being sent to America to live with a callous uncle who cares more about his business connections than family. Harry prepares himself for a long, disappointing voyage alone in his stateroom.

Louis Tomlinson has borrowed and saved, and finally has enough to purchase a Third Class ticket to America. With all of his belongings in a single ruck sack, he boards the Titanic filled with hope for a brighter future. Never one to sit still, he can’t resist exploring the massive ship, and soon goes sneaking into First Class in a stolen steward’s uniform.

By a twist of fate, Louis finds himself in Harry’s stateroom, entranced by the most attractive man he’s ever laid eyes on. He keeps returning day after day, even if he doesn’t understand what it is about Harry that continues pulling him in. That’s all right; Louis has a week to figure it out, and Harry is plenty willing to help.

Except they don’t have a week. They have four days. Because on 15 April, their entire world will be turned upside down.

Or, the historically accurate Titanic AU with a happy ending.

💜 Just For Tonight (I can be yours) by SadaVeniren

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Harry/Louis | Explicit | 43k

# ABO, Alpha Louis, Omega Harry, Prince Harry Styles, Secret Relationship, Arranged Marriage, Mpreg Harry, Smut.

Harry, prince of Cestrescir, has been betrothed to Ludvic, prince of Yorvik, since birth. He'd accepted a loveless marriage as his duty to his country, until an accident threw him in the path of a gentle alpha.

💜 Live A Thousand Lifetimes by Layne Faire (HisDarlin)

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Liam/Zayn | Explicit | 58k

# Exes to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending, Farm Setting, Vineyard, B&B, Horses, Smut, (check full tags).

It’s 2025.

After secretly writing and producing their first album in ten years, One Direction is weeks away from releasing their first new single and announcing a world tour.

With the whirlwind about to begin again, Liam re-evaluates the last ten years - the fame, the money, the people who changed his life forever - and the person who walked away.

💜 Mine Would Be You by crinkle-eyed-boo

@crinkle-eyed-boo Tumblr Fic Post

Harry/Louis | Explicit | 115k

#  Exes to Lovers, Artist Harry, Writer Louis, Angst with a Happy Ending, Time Jumps, Smut.

Louis blinks his eyes open, his eyelids fluttering as the room swims around him. He takes several gulps of beer once he confirms that he’s definitely not hallucinating, that the very first portrait Harry Styles ever painted of him is hanging on that wall.

Louis stares at the wall, his heart jackrabbiting in his chest as he realizes that there’s not just one painting of him, there’s five, the portraits lined up like they’re some sort of storyboard depicting the rise and fall of his deepest love. His greatest heartache. A pain that cut him so deep that he left the fucking country, severing all ties with his life in New York, now suddenly surrounding him as if he’d never left.

Fucking shit motherfucker fuck.

Louis returns to New York City five years after he left it – and the love of his life – behind. He didn't intend to see Harry again, but fate has a funny way of pulling them together, whether they like it or not. After making a begrudging truce, they both start to wonder: Would it be so bad if history repeated itself?

💜 Own The Scars by crinkle-eyed-boo

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Harry/Louis | Explicit | 115k

#  Friends to Lovers, Drug Addiction, Coma, Rehab, Intervention, Recovery, Therapy, Tomlinshaw (Larry Endgame), Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, (check full tags).

“But I don’t belong here,” Louis insists. “Why do you say that?” James asks. “These people are all drug addicts and alcoholics,” Louis shrugs. Something sparks in James’ eyes. “And you’re not?”

Louis has never felt like he was good enough: for his stepdad, for his life-long best friend, for the life he's supposed to want. After an accident that nearly costs him his life, Louis' parents send him to rehab where he’s forced to face his demons. On the long and difficult road to recovery, Louis must confront the truths he’s been avoiding about his future, his relationships, and his sense of self-worth. Because before he can love anyone else, he’s got to learn how to love himself first.

💜 Fiction Romance by orphan account

Harry/Louis | Explicit | 18k

#  Strangers to Lovers, Blind Date, Punk Louis, Student Harry, Smut.

Harry has a type.

He likes older, sophisticated, mature men. Well-educated men. Men with life experience and passion for arts and social causes. Men who are established in their careers, who've sorted their lives out.

Niall knows this.

And so Harry can't understand why he's sat here opposite Louis Tomlinson.

💜 If Only We Wish Hard Enough by lululawrence

@lululawrence Tumblr Fic Post

Harry/Louis | Not Rated | 5k

# Peter Pan Fusion, Louis is Peter, Harry is Tinkerbelle (except he’s the same size as Louis), Friends to Lovers (no smut), Flirting, Pining, Fluff.

Before Harry let Louis know he was there, he gave himself a moment to just admire him. Truly take him in.

Today, Louis was wearing one of his soft, simple green dresses that in many ways resembled the ones fairies often wore. Harry loved when Louis wore dresses. They showed off Louis’ waist and thighs more than any of his other outfits, and Harry loved that about them.

“You know I can hear your wings fluttering so you aren’t fooling anyone,” Louis said before turning and looking over his shoulder.

Or the five times fic where Louis is Peter Pan, Harry is his best friend Tinkerbelle, and it takes them awhile but they figure things out.

💜 I Can’t Do This Alone (Sometimes I just need a light) by Only_angel_28

@beau-soleil-louis Tumblr Fic Post

Harry/Louis | Not Rated | 8k

# Strangers to Lovers (no smut), Meet Cute, Doctor Harry, Tattoo Artist Louis, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Loneliness, Touch-Starved Harry, Flirting, Fluff, Hopeful Ending, (check full tags).

“Harry,” he says after another contemplative moment, “can I hug you?”

It’s been...well, Harry doesn’t actually know how long it’s been. Less than an hour, probably, but already Louis says his name like it’s safe in his mouth, and now he’s opening his arms like Harry could be safe there too.

“Please,” Harry nearly sobs, and sinks into him the way butter melts on toast. It’s an apt metaphor, really, because what Louis is giving him is as essential and sustaining as a loaf of bread to a starving man. His basic need for physical affection is as vital as his need for sustenance, for sleep, and he can’t believe he’s allowed himself to ignore it for so long.

Or: Harry is having a rough time. Louis is the kind stranger who makes him smile again.

💜 You Make Lovin’ Fun by homosociallyyours

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Harry/Louis | Explicit | 110k

# Girl Direction, Strangers to Lovers, Polyamory, Cruise Ships, Silver Fox Louis, Daddy Kink, Age Difference, Smut.

Harry is a 28 year old travel writer at a gay magazine who gets the assignment to go a lesbian cruise. She figures it's a nice chance to have some fun in the sun, but she's not expecting much else-- even if her partner and best friend are both encouraging her to hook up with someone while she's there.

When she locks eyes with a gorgeous silver fox from across the room, she starts to think she could've been wrong. There are lots of things standing in the way of anything real happening with her and Louis, but that doesn't stop them from falling for one another. True love isn't always easy, but they do make lovin' fun.

💜 As Deep As The Sky by swallowsmateforlife

Harry/Louis | Explicit | 12k

# ABO, Strangers to Lovers, Alpha Harry, Omega Louis, Smut.

A passed-out omega on the bathroom floor isn't exactly what Harry had in mind when he thought about taking a cute boy home. The idea of leaving Louis there, vulnerable and unresponsive, weighs guiltily at Harry's conscience. Turns out it's the best decision he'll ever make.

💜 Someone To Fly Home To by kingsofeverything

@kingsofeverything Tumblr Fic Post

Harry/Louis | Explicit | 35k

# Exes to Lovers, Divorce, Older Harry/Louis (in their 50s), Pilot Louis, Teacher Harry, Smut.

Louis. 55 year old pilot who wants someone to fly home to. Harry swipes right.

💜 Ghost Note Symphony by whoknows

@crazyupsetter

Harry/Louis | Explicit | 96k

# Proximity Curse, Blood and Gore, Supernatural Elements, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Smut, (check full tags).

Louis is on tour when he first hears about it. It’s all over the news – Harry Styles Attacked By Fan runs in headlines for days. It’s not even just the gossip rags, either. Actual journalists are covering the story. It would have been impossible to avoid hearing about it. Technically, Oli is the one who tells Louis about it, but it’s not exactly being covered up. Harry doesn’t answer Louis’ text asking if he’s alright, but that’s not really surprising. They haven’t spoken for months, and it’s been a lot longer than that since they’ve had a real conversation. The sting of the text going unanswered is still there, less painful than it might have been a few years ago.

It’s not that it’s easy to forget about, exactly. Louis has a whole life outside of One Direction now, though. So Louis goes on with his life, figuring that if Harry was seriously hurt he would have heard about it by now. He might currently be in the same country as Harry, but being on opposite sides of it puts enough distance between them that putting it in the back of his mind is easy. There’s nothing Louis could do, even if he thought Harry might want him to.

That’s why everything that happens next comes as a complete shock to him.

💜 Soaked In The Blood Of Angels by whoknows

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Harry/Louis | Explicit | 41k

# Creatures AU, Vampires, Incubus, Dubious Consent, Blood and Violence, Smut, (check full tags).

The boy looks drugged, caught between a man who’s almost twice his size and a girl who looks like she wouldn’t even break a sweat snapping him in half despite her small stature, eyes closed and mouth open as he pants, arching up between them almost as if he’s trying to escape.

Normally, Harry would ignore it and continue on his search for someone to drink from, someone who wouldn’t mind his sharp teeth and rough hands. He’s seen plenty of boys like this one, ones who picked the wrong playmates, and if he stopped to rescue every single one of them he would have died from thirst a long time ago.

This one, though. There’s something about this one, the sheen of his bright blue eyes as he blinks slowly, looks around as though he doesn’t know where he is, the weakness of his hands as he tries to push the girl off of him and make his escape.

💜 Say Something by kingsofeverything

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Harry/Louis | Explicit | 105k

# ABO, Alpha Louis, Omega Harry, Age Difference, 50 Year Old Harry, 28 Year Old Louis, Insecure Harry, Unplanned Pregnancy, Lawyer Harry, Theatre Manager/Actor Louis, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, (check full tags).

At fifty years old and recently divorced, Omega Harry Styles isn't interested in dating. When his doctor suggests a heat and rut matching service, he signs up out of necessity. It’s the only use he has for an Alpha in his life.

Twenty-eight-year-old Alpha Louis Tomlinson aims to change that.

💜 Until by allwaswell16

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Harry/Louis | Explicit | 38k

# Strangers to Enemies to Lovers, Famous Harry, Non-Famous Louis, Actor Harry, Songwriter Louis, Cowboy Harry, Farm Setting, Smut.

Rural Eagle County, Colorado wasn’t the type of place to find a famous musician or actor. At least not until songwriter Louis Tomlinson showed up with pop star Niall Horan to visit his uncle’s horse ranch, and they just happened to find themselves next door to a reclusive former movie star.

[satotakeru14]

Hello everyone!

So yeah this is my first attempt at publishing something that I have written.

This fanfiction is something which I had thought of writing but never got the guts to publish it. After seeing all works of @reinosaurs gave me a push that maybe I can also do it. @reinosaurs this person is great and has supported me even without knowing me,so I am very grateful.

That being said let me give you a little preface kind of thing for the fanfiction

This one is based on koitsudu (an incurable case of love / love last forever)

So every knows how heroically tendo saves sakura from the stalker tazawa but in the end sakura gets hurt after all 😪 ( well that was a sad scene and also a touching scene)

So anyway what my crazy mind came up with is what if the stalker came back in to their life?

So here it is...

💜

Terrified

It was after nine that nanase was able to go back home after a crazy day at hospital with all the new emergency patients due to an accident near the hospital.

"Ah! I am tired!"She exclaimed to no-one in particular. Well, it was not everyday that she had to walk home back by herself, sensei walks with her whenever he can, however, today was not the case as he had to stay back for more time than required. Her relationship with tendo sensei had became stronger after her accident,that had left him terrified at idea of losing her. He had become more attentive towards her than before and was not afraid to voice his concerns more often or did not hold back on profusing his love for her.

She so was lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize that she had already entered the lift of her apartment building. She pressed her floor number button and waited for her floor. She hurriedly got out of the lift, wanting to do nothing but sleep.

However, as she took steps towards her apartment, she was shocked to find it forcefully wrenched open. Her heart thumped loudly enough for her to hear it. She knew instantly that this was bad. She clearly remembered that she locked the door in the morning when she was leaving for work. Numerous possibilities ran through her mind of what could be the possible reason of the break-in. She wanted to go in and check as to what has happened, but she knew better than to go in an open apartment. For all she knew danger still might be lurking inside.

She ran back inside the elevator to go down where she could be safe with other people constantly coming in and out of the building. Ryuoko was not there, so going inside her and sensei's apartment was out of option. Calling dr.kisugi was also out of option because she knew he was currently in a surgery. The only thing she could do now was to call tendo sensei, she knew he was on duty but she didn't knew what else to do. Taking out her phone from her jacket with trembling hands she called him.

"Sakura" he said as he picked up on the third ring. Hearing his voice made her a bit relieved but the emotion she was holding back came out in sob.She didn't know she had been crying until now."What's wrong? Why are you crying?"He asked panicked at the sound of her crying. Mustering up her strength she choked out " Sensei.... I think someone might have broken into my apartment....I don't know what to do ...I am scared sensei" she broke out in heavy sob feeling all the fear coming up once again.

"Nanase, I want you to calm down for me and get to a safe place, away from your apartment, I am on my way" He said calmly as possible, but he was anything but calm. Fear and anger were crippling inside of him at thought of her scared and helpless. "Don't worry, I will be there soon" he added. " ok sensei" she replied softly, drained out from the fear.He was already on the way back home walking slowly before her call. After her call all he could think of was to reach to her and keep her safe.

He was at the threshold when he saw a pale sakura pacing the lobby in fear. Her frown made him realize that how much scared she was.Taking long strides he engulfed her in a hug. Pulling her closer to make sure she was safe .

At first she stiffened, but she relaxed upon realizing who it was. They stayed like that for a minute, then he reluctantly moved and took her face in his both hands studying her and when he saw that she was alright he relaxed a bit. " you didn't go inside did you?" He asked, she shook her head " As much as I wanted to check what happened, I knew stepping in without knowing what happened would be risky" she said with a grimace."I am glad you didn't," he said taking her hands in his and giving them a small squeeze telling her that she was safe. He pulled away from her reluctantly. As much as he wanted to stay there with her, he had to see for himself as to what happened. "we will go up now, but under no circumstances are you allowed to follow me inside and until I am satisfied you are going to wait for me outside" he orders her firmly.She nodded, knowing no amount of argument was going to back him down.

They got on the lift, both waiting in silence as thick cloud of tension and fear surrounded them. They got off on their floor. He turned towards her and gave a gentle but firm order for her to stay behind him. As he made his way towards her apartment, he got sick feeling and that feeling only intensified when he entered her apartment and saw her trashed apartment. Everything was destroyed, clothes were shredded, all her vases were destroyed, her bed was destroyed to that extent that he wouldn't even call it a bed now,her study table was a mess too everything was scattered around as if the person who did was mad at something. The only thing that was intact was her mirror which had an angry red colored message written on it "you will be mine."He was frozen in fear for what felt like an eternity. He didn't realize for how long he had stood there staring at the mirror in horror until a soft gasp brought him out of his shock. He turned to see nanase standing behind taking in the scenario of her once sweet home with fear and sadness. She was trembling so much and her once dried up tears were replaced with new once.

He quickly moved her out of her apartment and started pushing towards his apartment. Entering his apartment he dragged her towards his couch and made her sit down and took off her coat and draped her with a blanket. He knew she was out of it, but still told here to stay put and went outside to make few calls.

Ps. Hope you enjoy this first part of the fanfiction,I originally wanted to finish in one or two parts like a one shot but as you can see I tend to go a little overboard on details 😅. I am working on the other parts and hope to complete them soon. Constructive criticisms are welcome on any factor whether it's my writing skill ( which I really don't have lol) or even grammar.

Always be kind and supportive to others!❤

Thank you!

[unfolded73]

My Heartbeat Shows the Fear (3/4) - schitt’s creek ff

Summary: A canon divergent story: Patrick gets into a car accident and it brings the Brewers to town sooner.

Notes: This fic will be posted in 4 chapters, every other day. There is some description of injuries, but nothing too graphic or life-threatening.

The title is from “Overkill” by Colin Hay, which thanks to the show Scrubs puts me in mind of hospitals.

Thank you to Amanita_Fierce for putting so much time and thought into betaing this fic - you made it so, so much better. And thanks also to @high-seas-swan for some helpful suggestions, particularly on that one scene that I tore apart and rewrote.

Rated Teen, this chapter 4390 words. (ao3)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

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Chapter 3

“Well, you look like shit,” Stevie said as she and David walked into his hospital room Wednesday morning.

“Thanks,” Patrick said as David took advantage of his parents’ absence to lean over and kiss him.

“Did you sleep okay?” David asked, pulling up a chair to sit close. Patrick reached for David’s hand, taking it and squeezing it.

“Not really.” He felt terrible, but it was hard to tell if that was because of the constant aching pain coming from his arm and torso.

“So Alexis and Ted were able to get onto the lot where your car was towed and they found your phone,” David said, pulling a phone with a cracked screen out of his pocket. “We’ll have to plug it in to see if it still works,” he said as he grabbed Patrick’s charger out of the duffel bag and plugged the phone in.

“What about the merchandise?” Patrick asked.

David grimaced. “There were a lot of broken bottles. They saved what they could.”

“Let the vendors know that we’ll pay them for the lost merchandise. It should be covered by our insurance,” Patrick said, shifting his body and wincing at the pain in his side. “We’ll have to file a claim.”

“Okay, but I don’t want you to worry about that right now,” David said, leaning over and nuzzling against Patrick’s cheek. It felt like David was trying to absorb as much physical affection as he could while he had the opportunity.

“So what did your arm look like before, was it really gross?” asked Stevie from her spot leaning against the wall.

“Don’t answer that,” David warned. “Are you in a lot of pain?”

“It’s a little better. And I’ve managed to walk to the bathroom to pee without passing out, so that’s a big accomplishment.”

David laughed. “I’m so proud.” He let go of Patrick’s hand and stroked up and down his right arm affectionately.

“I assume my parents got settled in okay?”

“Oh yeah,” Stevie said, “we were going to talk about the lube—”

“No, we weren’t,” David said quickly, then in explanation to Patrick, he added, “Stevie went over and scrubbed the apartment of evidence of our relationship yesterday before your parents got there.”

Patrick’s stomach sank. Now his cowardice had not only hurt David, but had forced their friends to sneak around like they were in a farce. “Thanks, Stevie.”

“And I told my family not to say anything if they ran into your parents in town. Although they can’t really be relied on at all not to open their big mouths, so really it’s a bit of a crap shoot. But I told your parents that the food at the café was terrible, which wasn’t even a lie, so hopefully they won’t go there.”

Patrick imagined Johnny Rose stumbling through a conversation with his parents and revealing the nature of David and Patrick’s relationship. It was a terrifying idea, although he had to admit that a tiny part of him wanted it to happen. At least it would save him from having to break the news.

He really needed to tell his parents before this went on any longer.

“I’ll tell my parents when they get here this morning,” Patrick blurted out.

David grimaced. “You don’t have to rush, honey,” he said, still stroking his arm.

“No, David, this isn’t fair to you. I—”

“Good morning!” And there his parents were, walking into the room. David flinched back, his hand dropping from Patrick’s arm.

“We didn’t know you’d have visitors already so early,” Marcy said warmly, looking back and forth between David and Stevie.

“Yeah, we thought we’d stop in before I have to open the store,” David said as if a visit to the hospital didn’t require almost an hour and a half of driving.

“Should I point out that you’re already late opening the store?” Patrick gave him a teasing smirk.

“Everyone in town has heard about your car accident; I’m sure they’ll be forgiving,” David said.

“It’s good to see you again, Stevie,” Clint said, and Stevie gave him an awkward little wave.

“You guys met already?” Patrick asked.

“Yes, we met at your wonderful store, dear,” Marcy said.

“I gave your parents a quick tour of the store yesterday afternoon before they drove over to Brebner’s. I told them our fresh vegetables were much better,” David added.

“You were right,” Clint said.

It all felt like it was spinning out of his control, if it ever had been in his control — while Patrick lay helpless in his hospital bed, David and Stevie were spending time with his parents. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. He was supposed to have told them about his relationship with David, and they were supposed to see the truth of his life in Schitt’s Creek. He was supposed to have given them a tour of the store. They were supposed to see how settled and happy he was in the town with the people that knew him as half of ‘David and Patrick.’ Instead they were getting this incomplete, false version of him.

“David, I need to get back to the motel soon,” Stevie said, and David stood up. Patrick felt an urge to grab for his hand, to stop him from leaving. Instead he lay there, paralyzed by doubt.

A nurse came in then. “Goodness, you’re very popular this morning, Patrick,” she said, picking up his chart and making some notes from the screens behind his head.

“I’ll meet you in the lobby?” Stevie said to David, and then patted Patrick’s foot. “Feel better,” she said before disappearing from the room.

“You’re scheduled for blood work today, so I’m here to steal some blood,” said the nurse. Her name was Janice, Patrick remembered; she’d been on duty before. She pulled some tubes out of her pocket and lined them up on the table.

“Stevie seems nice,” Marcy said. ‘And she’s very pretty.”

“Marcy,” Clint said, a warning tone in his voice.

“What? I’m just saying.”

“No, you’re matchmaking,” Clint replied.

As she tightened the rubber band around his bicep and skillfully inserted the needle into his arm, Janice raised her eyebrows at Patrick, cut her eyes over to David, and then tilted her head almost imperceptibly toward Patrick’s parents. Her meaning was as clear as if she’d spoken out loud — they don’t know David is your boyfriend? Patrick shook his head as the first tube filled with blood. No, they don’t know. Janice nodded.

“I’m not matchmaking,” Marcy said. “But you can’t blame me for wanting to see Patrick happy in a relationship.” Patrick glanced at David, but David was studying his nails, his face carefully blank. Whether he was averting his gaze to avoid seeing blood or to avoid this conversation, Patrick wasn’t certain.

“Oh, don’t worry, Patrick’s having a torrid affair with most of the nurses on staff, the heartbreaker,” Janice said with a conspiratorial wink.

His parents laughed, and his mother dropped her line of inquiry. Thank you, Patrick mouthed to Janice, who smirked.

Once the four vacutainer tubes were filled, Janice checked his chart again. “Whoops, forgot to record your temperature.” She pulled out a thermometer and put it under Patrick’s tongue, waiting for the beep before reading the number.

“38.1,” she said, clucking her tongue. “You’re running a bit of a fever today, Patrick.”

“What does that mean?” David asked.

“Could be nothing — patients get unexplained fevers in hospitals all the time — but we want to rule out an infection stemming from his forearm fracture. I’ll page Dr. Barnes.” She patted Patrick’s hand and left the room.

His mother took Janice’s place, putting her hand on his forehead. “You do feel warm. Would you like me to get a wet cloth for your head?”

“No, Mom. I’m fine,” Patrick sighed as he shut his eyes. No wonder he was feeling so shitty.

“I’m sorry about before,” she said. “I know you told us that you weren’t seeing anyone, but I guess deep down I was hoping to meet a girlfriend. You’re such a catch, sweetheart.”

Patrick opened his eyes and met David’s. He could tell them now, but the fever was making him feel like he wanted to sleep for a thousand years. “There’s no girlfriend,” he said.

“Not in all the time you’ve lived here?” Marcy asked.

Patrick shook his head, still looking at David. He just needed to say it. I’m gay. There isn’t ever going to be a girlfriend. There’s David, who I think might be the love of my life.

He opened his mouth, and Dr. Barnes came through the door.

“Patrick, what’s this fever nonsense?” she chided jokingly. “Didn’t I teach you better than that?”

Chuckling weakly, Patrick tried to communicate to David with his eyes that he’d been on the verge of coming out, if only his doctor didn’t have the worst imaginable timing.

Dr. Barnes probed and prodded him, removing the splint from his arm long enough to unwrap the bandages and examine it. The movement was excruciating, but Patrick tried not to show the pain on his face in front of David and his parents. David was averting his eyes again anyway to avoid seeing Patrick’s injury.

“Still no sign of infection from the wound, so I think this is just a run-of-the-mill fever,” she said as she replaced the bandages and the splint. “But we can’t take any chances, so we’ll have to keep you at least one more night for observation.”

Patrick sighed in frustration. He really wanted to go home. He desperately wanted to be in his own bed being held by his boyfriend, even if having David moving around next to him in the bed would make his injuries more painful. He didn’t care.

“I know, it sucks. But infections are no joke.” The doctor made some notes on Patrick’s chart. “I’ll check in again toward the end of my shift, okay?”

“Okay,” he said, lying back on the pillows as she left.

“Your phone seems to be working,” David said, holding it up from where it was plugged in to show Patrick the screen. His voice sounded strangled. “I’ve gotta go. I can’t keep Stevie waiting any longer.” He reached out briefly, but then dropped his hand. “Maybe you can text me later?”

“Of course,” Patrick said, his own voice almost cracking with emotion.

“Bye,” David said, turning quickly and leaving the room.

His father was looking thoughtfully at him, and Patrick tried not to squirm under the scrutiny. “You’ve got a good friend there, Patrick.”

“Yeah, he’s… he’s the best,” Patrick said, drowsiness swamping out his ability to say anything more.

~*~

“He’s not going to tell them,” David said to the passenger window of Stevie’s car.

“David, give the guy a break — he’s clearly not feeling a hundred percent right now.”

He ignored Stevie’s very logical argument. “I mean, look at him. Look at his parents. I’ll never fit in with the wholesome, clean-cut vibe they have going on. Why would he want to tell his parents that he ended up with…” He gestured manically up and down at himself. “... this?”

Stevie cast a vicious side-eye in his direction. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Is it?” he blurted out in a high voice.

“David, he loves you. You know he loves you. Stop with this bullshit.”

He didn’t want to argue about it. Stevie wasn’t going to understand — she didn’t know what coming from a home that wasn’t dysfunctional was like anymore than he did. She didn’t understand that broken people like him didn’t have a place with families like that. Families where parents dropped everything and came rushing to their son’s aid, and not just because they thought he’d taken a prized crocodile bag.

He finally got the store open at ten-thirty, and a few people stopped by before lunch to inquire about Patrick. It was sweet, David thought, that people cared so much, but having to field their questions about Patrick’s health wasn’t helping his anxiety. By the afternoon, he was doing a fairly brisk business, which limited the amount of time he could spend spiraling about his relationship. Worrying that Patrick was realizing that if he was too ashamed to tell his parents that the two of them were dating, then their relationship was probably doomed.

By the time the Brewers themselves walked into the store just before closing, David was just about ready to jump out of his skin.

“Hi,” David said, and then immediately began to fret that he’d lost the ability to even say ‘hi’ like a normal person. “Is Patrick okay?”

“He is,” Marcy said. “They did some more tests and there’s no sign of infection, so he should be discharged tomorrow. They also went ahead and put a cast on his arm.”

David nodded, relieved. “Do you know how long you plan to stay in town? Do you have to get back home for work, or…?” He racked his brain, trying to remember what they did for a living. Clint did something in an office, he was pretty sure, and Marcy he couldn’t remember at all.

“We both had personal days to spare,” Clint said, “but I think we’ll head home on Sunday morning if Patrick doesn’t need more help.”

He has me, David wanted to shout, and he pressed his lips together to keep it in. “Do you need a place to stay for the remaining nights after Patrick is discharged? I can call Stevie and have her reserve a room at the motel.” He rolled his eyes. “It’s not a high-class establishment, but at least it’s close.” It would also put Patrick’s parents in close proximity to his own parents, which was risky, but he couldn’t think of a good excuse not to have them stay at the motel.

“Oh, that would be great, David. Thank you,” Marcy said.

“We were thinking,” Clint said, “we’d like to take you to dinner tonight.”

David tried to limit his physical recoil to the suggestion of spending so much uninterrupted time with Patrick’s parents. “You don’t have to do that.” He wasn’t sure if he could keep up this charade for another minute, much less an entire meal without Patrick there as a buffer.

“Please, David?” Marcy was weaponizing her eyes — he could see that Patrick came by it honestly. “It’s the least we can do.”

He looked around for a good excuse not to have dinner with Patrick’s parents. “I have to close up the store.”

“We can pick you up whenever you’re done,” Clint reasoned. “I’m in the mood for pizza, and I spotted a place near the hospital. Do you know it?”

David nodded reluctantly. “Reginos. It’s surprisingly good.” It was where he and Patrick had gone for their second date.

“Great. What time will you be finished here?” Clint asked, in a way that indicated he wouldn’t be taking no for an answer.

David thought about it. He didn’t have Patrick to help, and he’d let most of the closing up tasks slide the night before. “Umm, six-thirty?”

Clint clapped his hands together. “We’ll be back at six-thirty to pick you up.” He seemed very pleased, so David tried to look pleased too. He suspected his smile wasn’t quite cutting it.

As soon as they left, he texted Patrick. He wasn’t sure if Patrick would be checking his phone, but he hoped. Help, your parents are taking me for pizza. No response came immediately, so David went to work cashing out the register drawer.

His phone didn’t ping until he’d finished with the bookkeeping and was starting to sweep the floor. David leaned the broom against the counter and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

Patrick: I would kill for some pizza.

David: I’ll get you as many pizzas as you can stand when you’re home.

Patrick was typing for a while — David assumed he must be doing it with one thumb, poor thing.

Patrick: I miss you. Been thinking about you all day.

It wasn’t until he saw this text that David realized — ever since he left the hospital that morning, a part of his brain had been spooling out a scenario in which Patrick had decided to break up with him. Seeing that text made him weak with relief. He pressed the button to call Patrick.

“Hey,” Patrick said as soon as the call connected.

“Your typing was too slow. And I miss you too. But what the hell am I going to talk about during an entire meal with your parents?”

Patrick sighed heavily. “I’ve just made this worse for you. I was going to tell them this morning, but doctors and nurses kept coming in and out, and I felt like shit, and—”

“Honey, I told you. You don’t have to apologize.” David probed his feelings for the resentment he knew he’d be justified in feeling, but all he could find was sympathy. “I know this kind of thing is hard for you.”

“I keep wondering if you’re just holding back on being angry with me because I’m in the hospital,” Patrick said.

“I promise I’m not.” David took a deep breath. “I keep wondering if, faced with the idea of telling your parents about us, you’re realizing that I’m all wrong for you.”

“David. Nothing could be further from the truth. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

They were silent for several seconds, basking in each other’s reassurances.

“Ask them to tell you stories about when I was little, that’ll keep them going for a while,” Patrick said. “Or talk about the store.”

“Okay, good ideas. Got any others?”

“I don’t know, tell them about the time you went parasailing with Anderson Cooper?” Patrick said with a laugh.

“Yeah, I’m not going to be doing that.”

“Will you be here in the morning when I get sprung from this place?”

“Won’t your parents think it’s weird, me being there?” David asked.

“I think I’ll ask them to meet us at the apartment. Can you pick me up? Just you?” His voice sounded small.

“I guess I’m going to be doing a lot of that until you can replace your car,” David responded with a smile that he hoped Patrick could hear.

Patrick groaned. “I hadn’t really even thought about that yet.”

“And you don’t need to,” David said, immediately regretting that he’d brought it up. “Just get some rest tonight and I’ll see you in the morning.”

~*~

Clint ran his fingers over the edge of the checkered tablecloth as the server put menus in front of them. “What’s good here, David?”

David’s eyes widened like he’d been asked a personal question rather than just what kind of pizza he liked. “Um, the meat lover is good. And the chicken pesto.” His lips slid to the side in a little half-smile. “Patrick likes the spicy barbecue chicken.”

Marcy wrinkled her nose. “I don’t like spicy pizza.”

“Yes, thank you,” David said. “Spicy food is fine, but that’s another genre of food from pizza. Spiciness destroys the flavor palette of a pizza; I’ve told him a million times.”

“I’m afraid he gets that from me, but I’ve resigned myself to the fact that there are certain foods I can’t get when I’m out with my wife,” Clint said, winking at Marcy.

“Or when you’re going to be sleeping next to me afterwards,” Marcy said, which made David laugh with surprise.

They ordered the meat lover pizza on David’s recommendation, and with that task completed, their conversation lulled. Clint tried not to be too blatant in his observation of David, this man who had gone into business with his son last year. This man who Patrick often ended up talking about during their phone calls when he ran out of other things to tell them about.

This man who, after this morning, Clint was convinced his son was in love with.

He didn’t think Marcy had noticed, and he’d decided not to bring it up to her in the car. He wanted to turn it over in his mind some more, determine if it had the weight of truth. But he’d seen the look on Patrick’s face when his eyes met David’s in that hospital room, and he was fairly certain he wasn’t wrong.

“So did Patrick really start playing hockey when he was four?” David asked suddenly. He grimaced almost like he was surprised the question had come out of his mouth.

Marcy launched into the story of the time she strapped their son into hockey gear and put him on the ice for his first lesson, and Clint watched the warmth grow in David’s eyes as he listened to the tale. It became clear during the conversation that David didn’t know anything about hockey, but he seemed interested nonetheless, asking follow-up questions about what Patrick had been like as a child until the pizza arrived, steaming and delicious.

They asked David about his own family as they ate. He hesitated at first in his responses, but he soon warmed to the topic. He talked about his father going into business with Stevie to save the motel, his mother serving on town council, and his sister starting her own business. It became clear that David was proud of what his family had accomplished in Schitt’s Creek.

“You’ve all done so much after such a terrible thing happened to you,” Marcy said.

“I think most people see what happened to us as karmic justice,” David said. “People love stories about rich people being knocked down a few pegs.”

“Well,” Marcy said thoughtfully, “I can’t pretend to know what your life was like before, but regardless, it’s unfair that you had everything stolen away. And it’s admirable, what your family has done for your town.”

David blushed, averting his eyes and wiping his hands with a napkin. “Thank you,” he said in a soft voice.

After dinner, they dropped David off at the motel before driving back to Patrick’s apartment. Marcy excused herself to the bathroom, and Clint pulled out his phone and called Patrick.

“Hey, Dad,” Patrick said when he answered, his voice sounding stronger than it had earlier in the day. “How was dinner?”

“It was good. Just checking to make sure they’re still planning to spring you in the morning.”

“Yeah, as far as I know.”

“What time should we be there to pick you up?” Clint asked.

“Oh, don’t worry about that. David’s going to pick me up tomorrow,” Patrick said.

“Doesn’t he have to open the store? It’s no problem for us to be there.”

“Nope,” Patrick said firmly. “We’ll meet you at the apartment.”

Clint smiled to himself. “You must be excited to get home.”

Patrick chuckled. “You have no idea. I’ll see you tomorrow, Dad. Love you.”

Marcy came out of the bathroom just as Clint was getting off the phone. “Patrick said David’s going to pick him up from the hospital tomorrow. He wants to meet us here.”

She frowned. “There’s no need for David to do that.”

“Well, Patrick wasn’t taking no for an answer.” He moved over to the window, shifting the curtain aside to look out on the nondescript lawn in the front of the apartment building. He remembered the last time Patrick broke up with Rachel, the night he came over to tell them he needed to move away and get a fresh start. “I keep going back to her by default but it’s never right. It’s not what I want.”

“What’s on your mind, sweetheart?” Marcy asked him.

He took a shaky breath, his eyes changing focus so that he mostly saw the reflection of the apartment in the window glass instead of the landscape outside. “Do you remember that boy, Mark? The captain of the baseball team when Patrick was in grade ten?”

“The catcher? Yes, I remember.”

“Do you remember how much Patrick used to talk about him? Walking us through every play at the plate he made?” They would ask Patrick how baseball practice had gone, and inevitably the story would turn to Mark — the way he played, or the funny things he said in the locker room.

“I mean, I guess so. Why?”

“He never talked about Rachel like that. Not even back then.”

“Clint, what are you talking about?”

He turned and faced his wife. “I said before that I thought David had unrequited feelings for Patrick, but I watched them at the hospital this morning. I watched Patrick. There’s nothing unrequited about it.”

Marcy frowned. “So you’re saying—”

“I’m saying if they aren’t a couple, then they’ve both got feelings for each other they aren’t talking about,” Clint said.

Confusion was evident on Marcy’s face. “But Patrick dated Rachel for years. And other girls.”

“I’ve been thinking about that a lot today,” Clint said with an unhappy sigh. He sat down on the sofa and put his elbows on his knees. “He was almost boxed into dating Rachel before he’d finished going through puberty. They were best friends for practically their whole lives. Everyone expected them to start dating when they got old enough, us included. And Patrick has always been such a people-pleaser; he did what was expected of him from the time he was little.”

He stood up again and paced across the floor, unable to sit still. “And, look, he could be… bisexual. Or some other orientation that I don’t know the name of. I don’t know. I just saw the look on that boy’s face this morning when he looked at David. And I don’t think I ever saw him look at Rachel that way.”

“So if that’s true, why hasn’t he told us? Why are they keeping it a secret?”

Clint ran his hands over his face. “I don’t know.”

“We’ve never given Patrick any reason to think we wouldn’t accept him, have we?”

“Other than to encourage him to get back together with Rachel when they were struggling?”

Marcy’s face fell. “And then I just assumed … with Stevie earlier, and other girls… I defaulted to the idea of him being straight. It never occurred to me not to.”

Clint walked over and took her hand. “Me either. So, we start making up for it now. Yeah?”

She wiped away a stray tear. “Yeah.”

Chapter 4

[anxietysroomsupport]

(TW suicide) I'm a terrible person. My fuck ups made my girlfriend suicidal and I don't know what to do about it. Ive been trying to think things through so I don't make mistakes that hurt her but while I was applyjng for college classes i was focusing on working around my job and accidentally put a class right during the time we would be together, and it triggered her again and she asked me if she could be let out of the promise to not kill herself. (1/2) 😭

I know it's also because she's beyond exhausted but she agreed it's a lot my fault. I don't know how to fix this. I'm terrified of her dying and I don't know how to stop fucking up. I've never been the reason someone wanted to kill themselves before, what do I do?? I'm scared. I've talked people down from suicide but never like this.... I'm sorry this is heavy.. (2/2) 😭

Hi 😭 Anon,

Your girlfriend definitely needs help for dealing with her suicidal feelings but, also, You need help dealing with this whole situation.  Like, immediate, local help.  You need in-person support.

First, it’s awful that she’s struggling so much right now.  If she’s not already talking to a professional about these feelings, like a therapist, she should consider it today.  Check out the hotlines.  You can even contact them yourself and describe what’s going on with her.  They can help you look up resources in your area.  In the meantime, grab some B- and D-Vitamins, take a walk, get some sun.  A little health boost can make people feel better, at least temporarily.

For the second part, I’m so sorry that you are under so much pressure.  You and your girlfriend have made an arrangement that places you in charge of whether or not she lives.  That’s incredibly difficult to bear.  Unsustainable, even.  You are not a perfect, infallible being - no one is.  

You are not a terrible person for accidently scheduling a class during a time you could have spent with her.  The time of that one class cannot possibly be the only time you two can see each other each week.  It’s hard, but I’m confident you two can find other ways to spend time together.

Speaking from the viewpoint of someone whose significant other told me they would kill themselves if I left them, I absolutely understand the feeling of responsibility.  I know this could sound cold-hearted but please consider it seriously: unless you literally take a weapon to her yourself, there is no scenario in which you are responsible for her death.  Unless you are actually saying the words “kill yourself” to her, you are not responsible for her suicide.  

When you two come to the agreement that her suicidal ideation is partially your fault, just because you scheduled a class at an inconvenient time (or whatever other small missteps you might have made), it’s placing a huge and unreasonable burden on you.  And it can be unintentional, but it’s still happening.  You’re never going to be exactly, perfectly what she needs, because she’s at the point of needing a level of professional care and attention that you could never do all by yourself.  

You need to take just a little time and think about setting some limits on what you can reasonably do for her.  And it can be really hard to take that step, because you’ve helped other people, and you care so much for her!  You do have some experience, more than others, but you simply do not have the training or the duty to try to be everything for her in this situation.  

You need to be able to make mistakes without wondering if every small decision will have life or death consequences for someone else.

Please talk to the school counselors or hotlines for yourself also, about everything that’s going on.  You don’t have to identify your girlfriend to them, but you also need a little care right now.  There are ways that you can take a couple steps back without endangering your girlfriend, but you’ll need to talk to more people to figure out how to start.  Don’t wait, gather your resources now.  Call in the cavalry.  You can’t do this on your own, and you shouldn’t have to.

Best of luck to both of you.

-Miss Fay

[run2yamama]

Chapter 25 – R2YM (Re-Parenting yourself due to an absent-mother)

I don’t think I have ever given advice where I have explicitly said “this is EXACTLY the thing you need to do at some point” but with this one here, I kind of am saying that. I am also going to a video on this because it’s a huge chunk of our healing and I don’t think I am doing it justice with just this chapter. All of the other issues I touch on and we discuss amongst ourselves will all come back to this, whether you realise it or not. We are adults trying to recover, repair and re-learn complex AND basic concepts, feelings and behaviours – through no fault of our own. I’m always stressing that healing is so important because you don’t deserve to live the rest of your life tormented by this because of vaginal circumstance (lol) – you had no say in the hand you were dealt, please remember that. Let’s get into it. To put it very simply, a parent has two responsibilities – to nurture and support you emotionally and to provide discipline and boundaries. So you get the cases of overly strict parents who don’t show love and you get the parents who are overly nurturing (to the point of unhealthy) and set no boundaries or rules. A lot of us sadly have absent-mothers who actually failed to provide BOTH of these key templates. If you are sitting there wondering why every situation feels like the end of the world and you can’t keep your emotions in check – like it isn’t just sad or angry when something happens – it’s MANIC – then this is why my lovely people. I’m not saying that there are not people that thrive regardless of the odds, because of course that happens, not often though, I promise that. If there is no nurture and no discipline, you get to adulthood and everything is chaotic. It takes us much longer through trial and error to understand how to navigate and behave in certain situations. For me, I didn’t understand boundaries in terms of my behaviour – it’s fine to be angry, but for example – I would express that in a destructive loud way that would essentially affect the people around me. It’s fine to acknowledge it isn’t your fault, you are hurting and re-living trauma day in day out. What isn’t okay, is to continue living this way because we just can’t function that way. I’m going to be 25 and I have decided that I didn’t die when I was suffering as a child and I’m sure as hell going to keep fighting for that child because she fought for me to be here today too. If this is not going to ever going to stop hurting, well at least I stayed fighting on my feet than on my knees for that little girl. You will see your inner child pretty much every time you are triggered, hurting, in an emotive situation or confrontational situation (until you are aware of it and can try to refocus). When I am feeling in any of the above ways I am child like, in the way I cry/shout/scream, my body language, my submission to the situation and the pain, in the things I can sometimes say that are ‘childish’ in the sense that.. it just isn’t true or logical and if I wasn’t upset I would of course know that. It’s hard to explain but I think you will get what I’m saying. If you weren’t taught how to handle your emotions and you weren’t given a solace, why wouldn’t every situation ever feel like the end of the world? You literally don’t know any different. If you wonder why everything hurts so much, even when you feel like it shouldn’t be that deep – this is why. If you weren’t given discipline (in a healthy way) and taught boundaries, why wouldn’t you behave impulsively and out of control when your inner child comes forward and you’re in pain?? It is NOT your fault. This is where re-parenting and your inner child meet. You need to be able to focus on the two things you weren’t given by your mother (it could be one for you) which is nurture/emotional support and discipline. It’s about soothing yourself, speaking kindly to yourself. I honestly talk to 7 year old me when I’m in pain, hurting – when an intrusive/horrible thought enters my mind, I treat it as if it’s a child saying that. And I will soothe her, and comfort her – I talk to myself as if I am a child that needs nurture and support. If a 7 year old came up to you saying the negative things you say to yourself – you would be so upset. I’m not just talking about the traumatic stuff, even the every day stuff. I don’t know about you, but I am hard on myself about everything, even if I knock a drink over by accident?! And instead of going to myself ‘Oh you stupid bitch, why are you so clumsy you can’t even walk past a drink right!”, I would say “It’s just a drink, you got this, just wipe it up and move on – what would you like to do today?” do you see the difference? I am not going to keep being horrible to my inner child as my mum was to the real child version of me. It’s the same with the discipline – it can be to the huge traumatic things, to the small situations. When I’m in an emotive/confrontational situation, I get the urge to throw things or scream and cry like it’s the end of the world, because it ACTUALLY feels that way. I know I’m going back into a state of trauma, my inner child is reenacting everything she has seen and she is navigating the situation how she was taught/not taught. Instead of letting her go “This hurt so much I have no words, nobody is listening I need to physically show my pain and keep screaming til they understand how much it hurts” I will tell her “No darling, nobody will ever listen that way, it isn’t fair – they have boundaries too. I know you’re hurting, but you aren’t going to get the help you want this way”, do you see the difference? It’s not unkind, but it is still firm. I still have to be held accountable. It’s also very easy for me to slip away into my head and not want to come back to reality to do the practical things I need to, like for example even a phone call I need to make for an appointment or something. The discipline kicks in there, instead of going “no, i’m hurting too much, it can be tomorrow’s problem if she is ok” I will tell myself – “no, doing this thing you don’t want to is self-care and you know it, it’s just a phone call and you can be sad again if you want when it’s done or you might feel better for it”. Everyone has an inner-child, some people fortunately only have positive attributes come forward and some of us unfortunate have had no template or a very toxic one. As long as my inner-child needs me, I will keep re-parenting her, that’s my duty now – just like a parent to a child. I am that committed to her and I love her that much. Does this make sense?

[colonelpurplepotatoes]

The Ritual - Chapter Two

Tony gets called in to S.H.I.E.L.D medical to talk, not about Steve's injuries caused by the building collapse, but something much more less serious, and yet much, much worse.

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When S.H.I.E.L.D medical called Tony into the clinic to speak to him in private, Tony couldn't understand why. Cap was going to be fine, they all knew that. Maybe not any more intelligent, considering he couldn't even get out of the way of an entire building coming down, but fine. The serum, blah blah, healing factor, blah. Fine, right?

"So what's the story?" Tony asked lightly as Dr Archbold ushered him into her office.

After Tony dropped into one of the seats across from her desk, there was a long moment. A long moment. Dr Archbold made no sound as she sat down. Tony watched her fold her fingers together, then shifted his gaze to the tight lines between her shaped eyebrows.

"What's the story?" Tony asked again, all levity gone this time.

"I've asked you here because Mr Rogers has you listed as his next of kin."

Tony could literally feel his eyes pop from their sockets. "Excuse me?"

Dr Archbold pursed her lips and nodded. "It's true. I wasn't sure if you were aware or not."

"I was absolutely not aware."

Tony's brain cells were still processing the information, his mind whirling like a digital hamster stuck inside a software loading wheel. Steve Rogers, the man who barely spoke to him and seemed to view him as an irresponsible asshole, had him listed as his next of kin? Why?

Tony nearly blurted the question out loud, but there was no point. How could the good doctor know, considering before this incident she'd never even met Steve?

"Well, whether you were aware or not, I'm duty-bound to pass this information on to you."

The hamster in Tony's brain went into hyperdrive at that. There was no possible outcome where this conversation would be a good thing. Doctors didn't feel duty-bound to pass on information such as, 'Your next of kin has a beautiful face,' or, 'Your next of kin has an amazing, peachy ass.' Both of these statements were entirely true of Steve, and both were a million miles away from the actual words that came out of Dr Archbold's mouth.

"We've found injuries on Mr Rogers' body that we believe are self-inflicted."

Tony's brain hamster died right then. Or if not died, phased into a new level of reality, passed through a subspace barrier and hi-ho silvered off into a new dimension.

"Excuse me, what?"

Dr Archbold nodded. "That's what we believe."

"C'mon, doc," Tony said, spreading his hands wide, because she couldn't possibly be serious, "a whole Midtown building came down on Rogers' head. Surely that's the reason for any of his injuries?"

There was, Tony knew, no possible, rational explanation for why national icon, national treasure Captain America would ever harm himself. Did not compute. Nope. Couldn't be true.

"Mr Stark," Dr Archbold continued, her tone that soft-yet-firm medical expert one Tony hated when it was directed at himself. "There are a number of perfectly straight, perfectly spaced incisions to the inside of Mr Rogers' thigh, in various states of healing. One of them was so fresh earlier today that his uniform pantleg was stuck to it, indicating--we believe--that the most recent injury was done only a handful of hours before, as you say, an entire Midtown building came down on Mr Rogers' head." The doctor sighed, shaking her head. "If I had any doubt, I wouldn't be speaking to you right now. But we have a duty of care to Mr Rogers. We can't let this go. As his next of kin, its important that you know."

Tony ground his teeth, then let a controlled breath ghost between his lips. What. The actual.

"Thank you for telling me."

Though those were his words, they weren't what he meant. What Tony really meant was, 'I don't want this information. I don't know what to do with it. I also don't want to think about the fact that Steve, who is such an asshole, might actually not be an asshole, and maybe he's accidently pulling a Tony and shoving people away to protect himself.' 

Tony didn't want the information. The hamster didn't want the information. Yet there it was, and that asshole Steve had made him his next of kin, meaning this was now, in part, Tony's problem.

"Asshole," he whispered.

"Excuse me?" Dr Archbold asked, one sculpted brow lifting.

"Nothing, nothing," Tony said, waving her off. "Just. Hamsters. Or something." Tony wrenched his thoughts back in order, clapping his hands on his knees as if to indicate he was in control, though he felt far from it. "What do we do from here?"

"We'll be following this up as a matter of patient safety," Dr Archbold said, "but it's not our area or speciality. It'll have to go to psych--"

"Let me handle it." The words were out of Tony's mouth before he knew what he was saying. As Dr Archbold's perfect eyebrow neared her hairline, he held up his hands. "Not me me, but let me handle it. I know some excellent therapists. And psychiatrists. They can liaise with S.H.I.E.L.D, keep you in the loop. But let me organise his care." A smile tugged one side of his lips. "I am his next of kin, after all."

To her credit, Dr Archbold didn't immediately dismiss the idea out of hand, which she probably should have after that ridiculous line.

Instead, the good doctor gave a slow nod. "Alright. As long as Mr Rogers agrees."

"Absolutely."

The meeting ended and Tony went on his way. Or at least, he went to go on his way. Instead he ended up walking deeper into the medical facility, opening the door marked 'ROGERS,' and standing at the foot of Steve's bed.

He looked...well, like someone who'd had a building fall on his head. But someone who'd had a building fall on his head a week ago, not just a handful of hours before. Steve's face, that beautiful face, was marred and marked and purpling, and the deep gashes, which had bled so profusely when Tony had pulled Captain Stupid from the rubble, looked half-healed. But unlike a mere mortal after a catastrophic event, Steve wasn't covered in bandages and stitched together like a well-loved rag doll. The most mortal thing about the whole scene was the IV running into Steve's arm, and the fact he was wearing a hospital gown, not his uniform.

Tony's mind hamster jerked back to this reality. Of course. That was how the doctors had found the injuries on Steve's leg. They'd had to peel off his ruined uniform, and there they were for all to see, injuries no doubt placed just where Steve had placed them for the very reason that no one would see them.

Never before had Tony wanted so hard to smack and hug someone at the same time.

"Steve, Steve, Steve," he whispered, shoving his hands into the pockets of his slacks. "Why in the name of all that's holy didn't you tell me about this?"

Tony's first answer was, why would he? They barely even spoke civil words outside of Avengering. Yet, why wouldn't he? If Steve was willing to put him down as next of kin, why wasn't he willing to let Tony be his next of kin?

Probably because that was an insane leap to make. Putting someone's name on a form was hugely different from actually putting your problems in their hands. Tony sighed and kicked the scuffed wheels of the hospital bed.

"Asshole," he said again.

Steve, unlike Dr Archbold, didn't raise an eyebrow in reply. He didn't do anything other than stay silent in the bed, looking hurt in ways beyond his physical injuries. Tony flopped into the chair beside him and shadowed his face with his hands.

[randomwordsandstormydays]

The One Where Mandy Gets Her Crew

Check it out! This is the first writing I’ve done for my OC Mandy Sepha.

TW: character death, graphic depictions of violence, cursing, aggressive language

Mandy is going to kill Helios.

He’s a piss poor excuse for a crew leader, and a raider in general, and he’s made one too many comments about her tongue, or lack thereof, for her to even begin to respect him. But that’s not why he needs to die. No, she’s going to kill him because The Death Dealers have lost more members in the six months since he’s taken over than in the two years prior to his rise to power. She’s sick of having to recruit garbage raiders because he’s getting her people killed more quickly than she can find replacements. Even that chem junkie she picked up last week is better suited to run their little outfit.

So, she’s going to kill him.

It’ll be simple enough, there isn’t a single doubt in her mind that she’s smarter than him, and she’s willing to bet a whole slew of caps that she’s better in a fight, too, which is going to make this a whole lot simpler. Helios has always underestimated her, whether it be in her fighting skills, her weapons accuracy, or her intelligence. That kind of doubt will only make it easier for her to gut him. All she has to do is challenge him in the arena next week, she’ll put him down in front of the entire gang, and then claim the spot of crew leader for herself.

Most of the members already respect her, because even if their shitty leader can’t see her potential, everyone else can. In fact, just a few weeks ago, a couple of the more senior raiders were discussing who would be a better fit to take over, on the off chance that an accident befell Helios. She was eavesdropping, one of her specialties, when Kilthau dropped her name. That, combined with the overwhelming support from the rest of the group, was one of the factors that led to her decision.

Since then she’s been preparing. It wasn’t hard to take over for Ophelia in the sparring pit, and every day she spends at least two hours there practicing taking on men and women bigger than her, stronger than her, smarter than her. There isn’t a soul she hasn’t taken on by this point, except for the crew leader. And that will be rectified soon.

Kilthau approaches her two days before the arena matches while she’s on guard duty. He offers her a cigarette, which she takes but doesn’t smoke, before claiming the seat next to her at the top of the wall.

“I know what you’re planning to do,” she watches him in her peripherals but doesn’t respond, “and I want to help.”

That surprises her, she knows that he believes she should be in charge, but going against the crew leader is punishable by death. If she loses, and Helios doesn’t kill her right there and then, she won’t live much longer anyways. If it’s discovered that Kilthau helped her, he’ll die too. However, she’ll take all the help she can get, if he wants to risk his life, that’s on him, hopefully he’s not expecting her to protect him. Nothing is free, however, especially when dealing with raiders. Her eyes must convey her suspicion.

“I do want something in return, but I believe it will also be in your favor.” She nods, encouraging him to continue. “When you become crew leader, I want to be your personal bodyguard,” he laughs a little at the look on her face, “I’m getting old, Mandy, raiders don’t usually live to my age, and no I won’t tell you want that is.” That gets a very small smile from her. “You know I’m a good fighter, but every run we make, every settlement we take over, that could be my last.”

For the first time, Mandy really looks at him, and the indicators of his age are all over. He keeps his head shaved, but the coarse hairs on his chin reflect gray-white in the mid-day sun. As she stares an amused look passes over his features, revealing wrinkles by the edges of his mouth and crow’s feet by his eyes. If she had to guess she’d put him in his early forties, much too old to be a raider. It’s obvious that his intelligence is what has kept him alive, and she wonders why someone so smart, with so much potential, is wasting his life with The Death Dealers. She’s not going to ask, though.

His offer is a good one, and she’s not going to let it pass. He takes her hand when she offers it, squeezing once before letting it drop. Mandy raises one of her eyebrows up, telling him to continue.

“We all know Helios is a tank. He’s big and strong, which is why all you young kids thought it would be a good idea to put him in charge,” at her aversion to that he corrects himself, “okay, maybe not you specifically, but you understand.” So far he hasn’t said anything she doesn’t already know. “Well, what you might not have heard, is that he’s got a bad shoulder. Get your thumb or blunt weapon into the joint there and you’ll immobilize him.”

That is news to her. A weakness like that is easily abused, no wonder it’s such a closely guarded secret. She wonders how Kilthau found out. He’s on his feet before she has a chance to ask.

“I’ll see you in a few days.”

Less than 48 hours she’s staring across the arena looking Helios dead in the eye and gripping her ripper in a tight fist. He glares at her, looking at her like she’s no better than the blood drying on his boots.

“I should have known you were going to challenge me,” he sneers at her, “you’ve had it out for me since day one.” Obviously he gets no response from her. He turns to address the raiders surrounding the fighting pit. “Do you really want to follow a former slave? If she was taken before, how do you expect her to be strong enough to lead you now?”

The crowd is divided, half of them know her, respect her, and have never looked down on her because of the life she lived prior. Hell, more than a few have heard her story and congratulated her on her success. It’s not often a slave rebels, and it’s even less often that they win. Helios doesn’t respect that, doesn’t respect anyone who wasn’t born into the raider life, who had to fight tooth and nail to survive, to pass initiation, to prove themselves.

The other half are chemed out, riding the waves of artificial bliss, only loyal to the strongest, the current leader. She’ll win them over, and then they’ll cheer for her.

He faces her again, mouth twisting into an ugly grin. “You really want to follow a woman who wasn’t strong enough to stop someone from cutting out her own tongue?”

Anger pounds through her at his words, but she knows that anger will only make her sloppy, anger will get her killed.

But honestly, fuck Helios, how dare he? She was 19 when she snarked off to the wrong raider, her newest owner. He didn’t believe in second chances, and before she could do anything to make up for her words, he forced open her mouth and cut out her tongue. Now, five years later, he’s dead, killed by the same knife he used on her, and she’s alive, ready to take down another raider who thinks he’s better than her.

The memory of his blood pouring across her hand and down her arm fuels her. She’s stronger now than she was then, Helios doesn’t stand a chance. He’s still waiting for her anger, watching her like a predator, but unable to convey much more fear than she would feel when faced with a simple radroach. His face dissolves into rage when she smiles at him, bright and wide, and then flips him off. The crowd shouts their glee at her taunting and Helios’ gaze darts all around, confused by their flipping loyalty. He seems to realize that he’s not the one they want to win.

Just as that thought crosses through Mandy’s mind Helios makes his move. Even as large as he is, he moves quickly, and the distance between them is covered in just a few seconds. No matter, though, she’s ready.

Before he can complete the punch that he’s aiming at her skull, she ducks to the side, rolling and using her momentum to get away from his fist. She’s on her feet quicker than he can turn around and she uses this to her advantage. One quick kick to the back of his leg has him dropping to his knees on the floor and then another has her boot connecting with the side of his head, sending him sprawling across the ground. For a moment she considers ending him there, her ripper is ready, but it’s too quick. He hasn’t suffered enough.

The roar of the raiders registers as she takes a few steps back, letting Helios get his bearings, and their cheers encourage her. By the look in his eyes he knows that he should be dead, that she spared him for the sake of a better show. He won’t underestimate her again.

They go back and forth, passing blows between them in equal measure. He gets a solid hit to the side of her head, which rips one of her piercings out, but she returns the favor when she cuts off a chunk of his ear with her ripper. She has no idea how long they fight, but she can feel herself flagging, luckily, Helios is tired too. He takes a step, like he means to charge her again, but it’s a ruse, a ruse that she fails to notice. The ground hurts as it slams into her back, and the wind is knocked out of her, her moment of weakness has opened up a golden opportunity for Helios.

She doesn’t feel panic when his hands close around her neck, she’s been in this position more than once, she knows how to get out. Hooking her leg around his is easier than she suspected, he’s underestimating her again. The shock on his face when she flips him onto his back and knocks his hands away nearly makes her laugh out loud, instead she jabs her thumb into his shoulder joint. His yelp of pain is genuine and loud, and she takes a moment to let his whimpering mewls wash over her.

Then she slashes the ripper across his throat, silencing his screams.

His blood is hot as it sprays across her face, but she’s all smiles. Once the dark red liquid stops pouring out of him, she stands and faces the majority of the raiders. Kilthau is already down the stairs and making his way towards her. Pride is written all over his face and it makes her feel accomplished, even more so than the blood drying on her face and staining her teeth. Kilthau reaches down to grab her by the wrist and in one swift motion he lifts her arm up.

“To your new crew leader, Mandy “The Silence” Sepha! Head of The Death Dealers!”

The screams from her fellow raiders pour over her, and in that moment Mandy knows that she’s exactly where she belongs.

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[rylie-barton]

⌜   CIS FEMALE, SHE / HER   |   the hearse by matt maeson, gryffindor, infp   ⌟    ⏤   meet RYLIE NATALIA BARTON ; a TWENTY TWO year old who kind of resembles WILLA HOLLAND, don’t you think? she originally hailed from NEW YORK CITY where she lived with her parents, CLINT BARTON & NATASHA ROMANOFF (   MARVEL   ), but word is that she’s been making strides to rejoin shield and finish her law degree this past year. she’s always been pretty AUDACIOUS & COMPASSIONATE, but has gotten way more CODEPENDENT & PRIDEFUL since she woke up. maybe her ability of WEAPON PROFICIENCY and power of INNATE COMBAT can help in taking down the dome. you can check out her stat page HERE& her pinterest board HERE.

i was a woman who thought only of dead things                                        ( all the time ). i couldn’t HELP it.

part one of two : the backstory.    (   trigger warnings for talk of death, drug / alcohol abuse.

born on july 21st, 1996, to clint barton & barbara morse. the youngest of three children, lewis and callum were five and nine respectively at the time of her birth. 

her mother and brothers died in a house fire when she was just three months old ; the files concerning the accident are blacked out and encrypted, and the story given to rylie amounts to ‘your mother went missing in action.’ 

understandably, she’s always wanted to know more ; unfortunately, she’s never had the means in which to find anything out.

raised by clint. really loved, but vaguely overprotected. ‘aunt nat’ was in her life from minute one, essentially, a shoulder for clint to lean on and a motherly presence that rylie found she craved. in time, they got married. it never felt anything but natural.

she was raised alongside the rest of the next gen ; troy banner, dan rogers, calder thorson & phoebe stark. they were and remain the closest thing to siblings that rylie has ever had, and as the youngest, she got to annoy them endlessly and still be assured that whatever may have happened down the line, they would always have her back.

as a little girl, rylie’s dreams amounted to little more than being the prima balllerina of her company. if she couldn’t be that, she would have settled for being an award winning pianist. she was a remarkably ordinary little girl, the only thing completely out of the norm about her being the fact that her father had her trained from the time she could walk to use a weapon, and her stepmother had her taught well how to fight. 

her time in school was... tough, to put it mildly. she was homeschooled at certain points, and moved around a lot for others. kids could be cruel, and rylie’s self esteem was never destined to be that good. 

rylie’s lift changing can be pinpointed as the moment that shield enlisted her, along with the rest of the next gen. she was just a LITTLE KID - playing dress up in between recitals, saving the world before she’d ever really even lived in it. they were kids trained for war. how could any of them have ever been well adjusted?

she dropped out of ballet. she stopped attending her piano lessons. the only thing that mattered was working with her team. how stupid she feels, now, to have been so caught up in trying to be an adult that she forgot to have a childhood.

her friends meant EVERYTHING to her. 

she started attending the same school as phoebe because the other girl made a strong case to clint for rylie, so she wouldn’t have to go through another year of torment. she didn’t just LOVE her. she wanted to be her. to compare to the beautiful and intelligent and utterly flawless phoebe stark was something that she always knew would be impossible, but tried to do, anyway.

troy was her BIG BROTHER. he still is. when she was scared of storms, he would stay awake and hold her through the night to help her through. they teased one another mercilessly, but at the end of the day, they always knew just how much they loved one another - it was all in good spirit, and at points, it was what both of them needed. 

daniel, the voice of reason - not just for rylie, but for everyone. she always looked up to him, both as a leader and as a friend. he made good calls. he tried to do right by everyone. it wasn’t easy to do - and looking back, rylie hates how it all rested on his shoulders when he was just a KID - but he did it anyway.

and calder...- she’s always loved him, even when it was difficult. back then, it wasn’t. he was always a stoic, but how much he loved them all was evident. he was her training partner and best friend, always present, even when he didn’t know what to say, or do. 

the five of them were like some kind of mismatched breakfast club, but no one in the world understood what it was like to grow up with heroes for parents as well as they did.

and then PHOEBE died. rylie was sixteen years old. the rest of them weren’t much older. loki attacked avengers tower while their parents were away on a mission, and she tried to protect calder ; it wasn’t anybody’s fault except loki’s that she fell that day, but they all shouldered the guilt regardless. rylie never was the same. 

in the months after, rylie tried to numb the pain, the responsibility. she couldn’t sleep, so she took pills that were meant to help. when they didn’t, she took more. the subsequent overdose was swept under the carpet, the choice to send her to wda alongside the rest of the guys their way of trying to bring some life back to her, after. it was phoebe’s dream they were living, after all. maybe being there with them would help.

believe it or not : it DIDN’T. walt disney academy was living under the threat of the darkness at the time, and rylie was one of many students who fell victim. while on a mission with shield in late 2014, she was shot ; it was a horrible event that weakened rylie more than just in her resolve, and months later, the darkness took hold. under its influence, she hurt people that she didn’t know, and she hurt one’s that she did, too. her freedom was temporary, she and many other students were taken over once more, and troy saved the day by drawing out the good ; but enough had been enough. 

rylie turned to alcohol. the rest was history. she drank to sleep. she drank to get herself through the day. she drank when she was happy, when she was achingly sad, when she was just trying to feel something. she would go on weekend benders that bled into the weeknights when the littlest inconvenience happened, and drunk, she made some truly horrible decisions with some truly terrible people. she kept hurting the people she loved. she kept ruining her relationships. it became a cycle, wash and repeat.

whatever she might have had with emmett wicks, a rock she leant on during the early darkness saga, was gone as quick as it came. rylie got too involved too quick with alexander kaligaris, with disastrous results. we know how unhealthy that particular relationship turned out. 

shield suspended her from active duty in early 2017. she was over the legal limit to drive and still thought she could go on a mission for them, and she could have gotten her whole team killed. she didn’t, but it didn’t matter. they were right to do what they did, but rylie took it personally ; she lashed out. she made bad choices. she had lost the ONLY thing she really had left. her father wanted to pull her from school to try and help, and she point blank refused. it caused a rift between them, for understandable reasons. without her dad, without her family, without many of her friends - rylie just got worse. 

in the summer of ‘17, the school suffered from an earthquake during prom. rylie took a hard fall, and the resulting head trauma damaged her eardrum. it wasn’t her father coming back to support her during the subsequent operation to try and fix it that gave rylie a wake up call. it was her pregnancy, discovered a few weeks later ; rylie always loved, and alex always left. one mistake from the two of them caused a bigger one that spooked her. rylie made the choice to have an abortion. she took control of her own life, for once, instead of allowing it spin even more out of control - and she started attending alcoholics anonymous, almost immediately after. 

part two of two : what u missed on glee.

rylie has been sober for 21 months and counting. it’s as hard for me to believe it as it is for you all, i’m sure ; but she’s been doing BETTER. she’s been back training, brushing up on some old skills that she let get rusty. she’s healthy, too, the sallow look to her skin that everyone got accustomed to long gone. to say it was easy for her, or that she didn’t have moments of doubts, would be... totally incorrect. she’s just been fighting through.

she was one more bad month away from flunking out of her law degree, the last time y’all saw her ; but she’s picked up in the past year, really knuckling down to try and catch up, for one, and do better, for another. she’s still worried that she’s going to have to do an extra year, to finish, but she’s dedicated to doing so if she’s GOTTA. 

her relationship with her father? fixed. clint has always put rylie above all else, and never would have even required the apologies she gave, really. likewise with the relationship she has with natasha. both of them forgive her for her weakness, though it’s unlikely that rylie ever will. we love on ( 1 ) girl with a guilt complex.

the one thing that ISN’T fixed is her hearing, at least not 100%. she has a loss of fifty nine db in her right ear, and that’s probably never going to change. it makes her and her father even more alike, though i’m sure clint would have rathered the similarities not be so much. 

as of right now, she’s prepping for a hearing with the board of directors at shield on whether she should be reinstated as an active agent. she’s passed all of the physicals, and she’s been in therapy for about as long as she’s been sober, working through her issues. she’s still got miles to go, but they’re certainly optimistic. rylie moved past feeling hard done by a long time ago, and now she just... wants to be a part of the agency, again, in a way where she can actually be of help. 

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Bubbles | Han Jisung

✧ Genre: Inspired by Fire Emblem: Awakening [gaius x fe!my unit], fantasy!au, comedy sorta, hella fluff, major angst my dudes, death//violence

✧ Summary: You were one of the many children sent back in time to help change the future - your reality. Along the way, you reminisce on old memories with a childhood friend that calls you quite the endearing name; bubbles.

✧ Word Count: 4.7k

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✧  Warning: graphic violence,, like I didn’t hold back kids - also spoilers for FE: Awakening sooo

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 You fucking told Minho that there was absolutely no way he could suddenly go back in time to try and save the life of his aunt, who had been a peaceful sort of woman from the stories you had heard growing up. She had been a beam of hopefulness to your people and their country, especially after the past exalt had only brought destruction and misery to another foreign land who’s citizens rightfully came to despise those of your motherland. After her untimely demise during an assassination plot, it was as if everything had gone tumbling downwards - the reality in which you had been raised in had come crashing down in a wake of burning buildings and slain lives of innocent people.

 But you had been approached by the very son of the past exalt - Lee Minho. Neither of you knew each other all too well, though he had heard of your strength and strategy on the battlefield during passing conversations. He had requested an audience with you, to which you hesitantly obliged, and then proceeded to tell you his masterplan; he would open a portal back into the past and save his aunt’s life, therefor saving your reality - their future. You, of course, had your doubts and expressed them urgently - if he was accidently killed during his mission, then there would be no telling of what might happen to him in the future. It was a risk you weren’t willing to take.

 So, naturally, you tagged along with the prince up until the very day he opened the portal, only to be separated when the ugly creatures in your world called Risen fell through into the past as well. The hideous, violent creatures chased you until you stumbled upon a little village, where a sly girl with a strong sword arm and red hair helped you kill the bastards so that they wouldn’t bring harm to the village. She didn’t ask too many questions, thankfully, and simply gave you some basic supplies for your journey to the palace - she didn’t ask about that, either.

 When you did finally reach the palace, you were surprised to notice that Minho hadn’t arrived before you had - you prayed that he perhaps took a detour to avoid the Risen, or something of that manner. One of the guards on duty, a pegasus knight with short, baby blue hair, bought your pathetic story of wishing to be a Shephard; Minho had told you that it was a band of righteous warriors his own father had led in his youth, so you could only assume that they were around still. When she led you into a shabby sort of barracks, however, your jaw had gaped so wide that the woman wondered if you had seen a frightening ghost.

 Your own father, whom you hadn’t seen in years since his death, was sat only a few feet away from you, stuffing his mouth with pastries and jerky like a madman. He was donned in heavy green and silver armor, and his trusty sword was resting in its holster - he seemed more happy, more... youthful, for obvious reasons. The last time you had seen him, he had started to grow tiny gray hairs from stress and worry, and his lips were always curled into a fake smile for your own sake, as if you didn’t know any better back then.

 “These are just a few of the Shepherds under Chrom’s command: the one with the iron axe is Vaike, the one struggling to carry the boxes without falling is Sumia, and the one currently eating like it’s his last damn meal is Stahl.”

 “Hmpf-! I - I am not eating that much, I swear!” The man in green defended himself, wiping his lips from any crumbs as he stood tall to meet your gaze with a warm, friendly smile. “Nice to meet you, mam! Seem a bit young to be with us, but we’ll take what we can get!”

 You laughed quietly, chewing on the inside of your cheek to keep from smiling so hard it would hurt. “My father was an excellent rider and swordsman, and he taught me everything he knew. I won’t become a burden, I swear it, sir.”

 “Oh really? What’s his name, is he a famous rider?”

 “Ah, you wouldn’t know him. But... he was the bravest man I ever knew.”

 I found you, father.

 The next couple of weeks were like a blur to you - while you helped the Shepherds defend their land and slaughter Risen left and right, you were left to wonder if another other visitors from your reality had fallen through the portal. If that was the case, you needed to find them, and fast. Luckily the gods had been smiling down on you, as only a short while later Minho had reappeared, though he was wearing a mask to hide his appearance and called himself Marth, likely using it as a ruse to hide his identity.

 The first time you had found the prince again, was during a tournament where Chrom had to challenge the West khan - it was a bit complicated, honestly; to win the support of the East khan, you all had to make sure you were her champions and beat the other khan, since their people believed far more in power than regular diplomacy. Whoever's champions won meant that the specific khan with their support would be the sole ruler of their country until the next tournament.

 You’d been hopping onto the saddle of your horse when you heard Chrom hiss under his breath as if he was shocked. Naturally your gaze trailed over to where he had been looking, and within seconds you recognized the warrior across the battlefield; it was Minho, but he was wearing a mask and new clothes. While to anyone else it seemed a bit strange, you knew he was only being cautious. Still, you were expected to fight him and the other warriors on the side of the West khan, whether you liked it or not.

 You got out of the fight with just a scratch, unlike the warriors representing the West khan. The entire fight you made sure to stay as far away from the hidden prince as much as physically possible, since you figured he would rather get the chance to fight his own father for the first time in ages. What amused you, though, was the fact that you knew damn well Minho had purposefully lost the battle - he had been trained by Chrom for crying out loud, he was by far the best fighter in your time; he only let himself be defeated so the events leading up to the big night of his aunt’s assassination could play out normally. Couldn’t risk too much change, after all.

 Like normal, the East khan offered the support of the Ferox soldiers to Chrom and his sister, and soon you were waiting for everything to unravel itself. In the meantime, you caught up with your father and your mother - both of them were still blissfully unaware of who you were to them, which only made battling alongside them harder than you could have ever imagined. You wanted to ride alongside the Bull and the Panther once more, where they knew you were their sole daughter, and that they had taught you everything you knew up until now. Yet the good thing to come out of it all was being able to see your own parents fall in love all over again, for you, at least.

 “You’re damn strong, Stahl, but your movements are so timid they wouldn’t even scare a mouse!” Your mother chastised the young man, stabbing the tip of her lance into the soil beneath their feet.

 “Ah, I may be strong, but I don’t think I’ll ever be as strong as you are, Sully. Actually, you’re probably the strongest of all the Shepherds.” The brunette laughed softly, making your lips twitch into an endearing smile from behind the piles of hay you were sat behind, listening to your parents talk to each other like old times.

 “Pah! How can you call yourself a knight if you crap out so soon? The legendary knights who served Marth would never give up so easily.”

 “You mean Cain and Abel? The Bull and Panther from the old stories?”

 You hold back a giggle as you listen to them, bickering like a married couple. The back of your head hits the yellow hay when you relax into it, your eyelids fluttering shut in peace at the reminiscent sound of your parents arguing over the simplest of things. Maybe Minho would truly be able to fix everything after all, and you would be able to be with your family again, like normal.

 That same night, Minho had appeared from the shadows again, just in the nick of time to stop the assassination of the exalt - and convince Chrom that he was indeed someone from the future. You had gotten to fight side by side with the man that night as well, to help him defend the door separating the coming onslaught of Plegians from the woman he had just saved. Still, as quick as he had come, he was gone right after the battle had ended, leaving you worried and alone. You weren’t sure what to do, since she had been saved and Minho had disappeared yet again - so you just kept traveling with the Shepherds.

 And then It was all for nothing - later, Emmeryn had been captured by the Plegians, and was meant to be executed. When the exalt heard the enemy leader offering Chrom the chance to save her by giving him the Fire Emblem, she sacrificed herself. You remembered clearly, watching the kind leader falling through the air until her body hit the ground beneath her with a sickening thud, her brother still racing to try and reach her in time - but he hadn’t.

 The exalt had died, even after you and Minho had travelled through time itself to try and save her.

 And again Minho reappeared sometime later, revealing himself to be Chrom’s son - he had shown the doubtful prince the brand in his eye, marking him as the same bloodline of Chrom himself. Then, Minho had explained who you were, and why you came with him - only to be separated when you both arrived to the past. Together, the both of them encouraged you to tell your parents who you were, and where you came from.

 Stahl had immediately started crying and ran over to your smaller body, tackling you into a warm bear hug. And even though she tried to hide them, you vividly remembered seeing the scarlet haired woman’s eyes glisten with unspoken emotions when she joined in on the hug, albeit briefly before going to think things over in her quarters - not that you exactly blamed her, either.

 Then it was like the other children from the future had started appearing out of nowhere, with your band of Shepherds coming across them so often you easily lost count of who had and had not been recruited into the army. While you now were somewhat alliances with the Plegians, the kingdom of Valm had started to wage war against your homeland in return, for no real reason other than the desire to conquer. With so many new experienced recruits, though, you were sure that your army stood a chance against the ferocious conquerors of the west.

 Even now, the army had taken a quick break from training and set up camp near a port where it was rumored that some of Valm’s soldiers would set foot on in a few days time, just to try and provoke the exalt, Chrom.

 Your muscles were practically screaming at you to take a rest, so you obliged and slumped down against a stray crate likely filled with rations or weapons, not that you cared which was which. A soft, airy breath escaped your lips as you took a minute to recuperate, watching as your parents set off to tie their horses to a post.

 “My fair maiden, if I were to theoretically take a couple of apples from the rations, would you rat me out to Chrom or Minho?” A whimsical voice purred next to your ear, but before you could reply honestly, the person speaking had already opened the crate you’d been leaning against and grabbed the fruit, plopping down beside you on the grass. “Here, you need to eat. You’ve been training for hours, Y/N.” Jisung murmured, forcing one of the two red apples into your hands while he took a hearty bite of his own.

 Feeling a bit too tired to argue with the persistent boy, you go ahead and take a bite of the delicious fruit, a moan of thankfulness seeping through your lips while you chewed. The blonde boy snickered in amusement and watched as you scarfed down the snack, making sure all the while that no one who passed by you two saw that you were taking a bit of the rations.

 “Thank you, Jisung-”

 “Han, bubbles! My name is Han.” He hissed sourly.

 “That’s your stupid codename you used when we were kids, genius. It isn’t your real name.” You retorted, flicking the sour boy’s forehead. “Besides, I know why you insist on going by Han for now - you still haven’t told Gaius that you're his kid-”

 “Shhh, bubbles! He could be around any corner.” He hushed you quickly, smashing one of his palms over your lips. You rolled your eyes, licking his hand to get him to swing it away from your mouth in mild disgust.

 “I just don’t understand why you haven’t told him or the tactician yet. They deserve to know, Jisung.” You tell him softly, placing your hand over the one you had licked comfortingly, rubbing the pad of your thumb over the top of his hand. The boy sighed almost inaudibly and glanced across the camp, your gaze following his.

 The legendary tactician that served Chrom herself, and his father, Gaius, were squabbling over something. Everyone from the future knew too well that those two were Jisung’s parents, as he had always bragged about them in your time period, in the future - even after their deaths.

 “I just -” he paused, his fingertips digging into the grass, “I’m so scared that they won’t approve of me. After everything my father did to become a good man for my mother, I ended up being just like he is now, erm… was.”

 Your heart ached for the timid boy and how fearful he was to possibly be disapproved of by the people his parents were now. He had followed in his father’s footsteps, to an extent - Jisung was a seasoned thief and assassin, and he was feared in your time for being so stealthy and of course, deadly. But his father had grown out of that phase long before he was born, and you understood why the blonde was troubled about revealing the truth to two of the most respected people in the country.

 Still, you flipped his hand over so you could gently intertwine your fingers with his own, squeezing them reassuringly as he glanced over at you. “Jisung, they would be so proud to be your parents. You were their pride and joy, don’t you remember?” You reminded him, your lips twitching into a warm smile as he nods at your words.

 And you were right, of course; the mother and father of the blonde assassin never failed to boast about their son. It was a known fact that even during strategy meetings his mother would somehow find a way to mention him, though most of the time he had nothing to do with any of it. The way Jisung’s parents died was... horrific, to say the least, and it left a scar on him to this very day.

 “Y/N, watch your flank!” Jisung hissed at you, his back pressed against yours while his sword clashed with a Risen’s, glancing back to you whenever he could.

 With a quick swing you were able to pierce the heart of another foul beast that had tried to catch you off guard, it’s heavy body falling against the wet ground with a sickly thud. “Thanks, Jisung!” You called back to the concerned boy, wiping your soaked hair out of your eyes before another beast could try and surprise you. “I think - I think that’s all of those bastards down here. Hyunjin and Seungmin can handle the one’s by the hilltops-”

 “Mother? F-father?”

 Eyebrows furrowed in confusion as to why your partner was calling out to his parents when they were on a different part of the battlefield, you turned to face him, only to see his eyes widened in horror. You followed his gaze, only to feel your stomach start to churn in fear.

 The battle force his parents had been leading against the oncoming horde of Risen had been totally wiped out and pushed back much farther than anyone could have expected; and his mother and father were completely surrounded on the top of a tiny slope by the ugly purple monsters. The storm was only getting worse with each passing second, strikes of bright yellow lightning cracking in the dark sky while the rain continued to pelt down onto the battlefield.

 Gaius’s signature headband had been torn to shreds, and in its place were long claw marks slashed across the pale man’s face and part of his head, part of his ear missing along with his orange hair being matted to the top of his head. The master tactician was faring no better, her robes nearly shredded to pieces while the arm that clung to her thunder tome bled from various bite and scratch marks. You could only watch in growing horror as a Risen general drove his spear into the woman’s stomach, the tip of the steel weapon poking through her back and sticking itself into the muddy ground. Her husband screamed at the sight of his wife - the love of his life being murdered in cold blood right in front of him.

 The ex-thief rushed forward, defending his wife’s limp, bleeding body until the stronger monsters overpowered him and brought him to the ground, pummeling his smaller body like a twig.

 Then the horde of Risen began to charge at the remnants of your army, brandishing their bloodied weapons with sickening pride. You grab hold of Jisung’s arm, trying to drag him away before the enemies reached your positions. “W-we need to go Ji-”

 “No!” His heartbroken scream tore through the gloomy atmosphere, his body thrashing hopelessly against yours in an attempt to escape. “I can’t leave them here, please - please!” You could tell by his whimpers and pleading that he too knew it would be impossible to retrieve their bodies, but his heart wanted him to fight until he couldn't anymore. Without another word he stopped resisting, instead grabbing hold of your hand so he could lead you away from the carnage safely and reunite with the other survivors.

 “Of course I remember, bubbles.” Jisung let out a warm chuckle, leaning back against the wooden panels of the rations crate. “I’ll tell them soon, I promise. But... how did you tell Stahl and Sully that they - you know... died?”

 You don’t flinch at the question like Jisung clearly expected you to, instead scooching closer to the taller boy so you could rest your head on his shoulder. When you told your own mother and father of their untimely demise, they only got the basic recounting, as you didn't think you would’ve been able to stomach remembering everything that happened.

 Ever since Chrom and his wife had been killed in the fight for survival against the Risen army, as well as many of the other original Shepherds, your mother and father were tasked with leading the army as best as they could in their places. It tore the two apart each day, and you saw the grief swimming in their eyes whenever the deaths of their beloved comrades were brought up. Still, they had to lead now - they couldn't dwell on the past.

 If they had wanted to anyway, they wouldn't have been able to for much longer.

 You had been strolling around camp, too anxious to get any sleep in your tent that you shared with the other younger soldiers. So you went out for a midnight stroll to try and clear your mind, though you made sure not to stroll too far from camp.

 At some point you had come across a beautiful blue lake. There were two familiar bodies standing by the water’s edge; your parents. With a fond smile you decided to hide behind a tree and listen to them talk - perhaps they would be reminiscing on the old times, and you could involuntarily learn more of their past without prying about it so much in person.

 While you were honed in on eavesdropping, you hadn't noticed a shadowy presence being to make its way towards the unsuspecting couple, a scroll tight in the stranger’s fingers. The figure silently cast out an equally as dark, mysterious energy out onto your mother before they vanished as quickly as they had came.

 “- honey, what’s wrong? Sully - what are you doing-!” You heard your father’s voice become riddled with fear in a matter of seconds, so you peeked out from behind the oak tree, only to witness your mother driving her lance into her husband’s chest with no remorse. When she pulled her prized weapon out of her husband’s guts, she turned it onto herself and mimicked what she had done to him, driving it through her chest.

 You let out a scream, knowing it would likely alert those in the camp not too far away from where you were, and stumbled over to the two bodies sprawled out on the green grass, pools of crimson red blood growing under their bodies. First you check your mother’s pulse, only to feel nothing. A tear runs down your cheek as you quickly go to see if maybe your father is still somehow alive - and he is.

 Still the great knight is just barely holding onto his life, spurts of blood seeping over his chapped lips while his oddly calm gaze searches for your frantic eyes.

 “S-Sully did n-not do this, my child.” Had been his final words.

 At the brink of death, your selfless father had chosen to defend his wife’s honor and integrity until the very end. It was something that would haunt you until the day you too died.

 “Honestly? I told them that they had died together by a lake, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell them the truth of it all - I’m a coward, aren’t I?” You breathed out shakily, your eyes beginning to water as you reminisced on their final days in the future.

 The assassin next to you shook his head vehemently before he carefully turned so that he was sat in front of you, pressing your knees together while his warm hands found your shoulders, squeezing them to reassure and to calm your nerves. “Bubbles, you are not a coward, nor will you ever be. You’re the bravest person I know next to our parents, I swear it.” He whispered to you, pulling you into a tight embrace while you sniffed into his chest, a few stray tears making their way down your damp cheeks.

 Little did either of you know that four familiar faces had been watching the whole thing.

 A short while later, you found out that Jisung had come clean to his parents about his origin, and how he was their son from the future - he, like you, had apparently chosen not to give them the full story of their demise, which did reassure you in a sense. Although, one thing that confused you was the fact that he refused to introduce you to his parents - now, that is, since you sort of knew them in the original timeline.

 “But Jisung, I want to talk to them!” You whined to the blonde boy for the fifth time in a row, tightening your hold around his neck since you had your arms slung around his top half while he supported your legs that were wrapped around his waist.

 He rolled his eyes, knowing you couldn’t see them, and pinched the underside of your calves. “Maybe later, alright bubbles? They're very busy right now, especially my mother.” Jisung huffed.

 Of course you knew this was true, since the older Shepherds were starting to finalize a plan to get rid of the commander of the troops from Valm, so that the war could be ended before it became all the more destructive. You and the other kids from the future occasionally gave them some advice, but other than that a majority of you were left to your own devices; not including Minho, though. The prince was doubling down on making sure everything went according to plan, especially since none of you were sure what your futures looked like now after everything that had occurred since you all went back in time.

 “I know, I know... hey, isn't that them right over there?” You hummed in curiosity, peeking out from beside the boy’s head to see the man and woman in question walking in your direction. “Gaius, -” Your words are cut off abruptly by Jisung planting his palm over your lips quickly, the boy rushing to hide behind one of the tents before his parents could spot the two of you.

 “Did you hear someone calling for me, bubbles?” Gaius asks the tactician, and unknowing to them you can feel your eyes widen in shock - you could have sworn bubbles was your nickname given to you by Jisung; did his father overhear it and decide to use it for himself?

 “Probably just the wind, Gaius.” The woman snorts teasingly, the pair stopping just a few feet away from where you and their own son are hiding. “Speaking of... I was thinking earlier,”

 “That’s a miracle, dear!”

 “Shut it before I shock you with my magic, you dirty thief!” She snapped, whacking the orange haired man with her tome. “I was thinking about how Jisung calls his friend, Y/N, bubbles too. I thought it was my nickname.”

 You can feel the boy holding you up take a sharp intake of air, and if you dared to look at his plush, chubby cheeks, you would’ve been able to see how they flushed a deep red.

 “He takes after his father, I suppose. It is pretty obvious how he’s basically in love with her, after all.” Gaius snickers. “I mean, I don’t ever see myself not calling you bubbles now, so my guess is that the boy calls her the same thing since it clearly worked on you.”

 “Worked on me? What is that supposed to mean you little-”

 Their voices start to fade away as they begin to walk again, leaving you with a very stunned and silent Jisung still holding you up on his back. You slowly slipped down off of his back, going to step in front of him with pink cheeks. His eyes start to look anywhere but you, at least, until you smoosh his cute red cheeks together and (gently) force him to look you in the eyes.

 “Jisung? Do you - um...” You trail off, becoming flustered with how fast your poor little heart is beating in your chest.

 “Y-yeah, I do, bubbles.” He murmurs between his squished cheeks and lips, his shaking hands coming to rest over the top of yours that are still making him keep steady eye contact with you. “If - if you don’t feel the same way, I understand-”

 “I love you too, Jisung!” You say without thinking, not wanting him to even think for a second that you didn't feel the same way. His lips curl into a nervous but bright smile, and before you know it he’s gone to press them against your own into a shaky, innocent kiss.

 When he pulls away, he rests his forehead against yours.

 “So... I can still call you bubbles, right?”

 “Only if I can start calling you squirrel.”

 “Deal!”

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Kara Danvers Fluff A-Z

A = affection (how affectionate are they in day to day life? Do they show affection publicly or keep that more in private?)

Kara is a cuddlebug and we all know it. She is almost constantly touching you, holding your hand, gently laying an arm across your shoulders or giving you cute little cheek kisses whenever the opportunity presents itself. There is nothing that makes her happier than being able to hold you close.

B = best memory (what is the best memory they have with you)

Her best memory with you is the day where she finally got to officially introduce you as your girlfriend at game night. The reactions of the superfriends ranged from surprised and excited (Winn) to a good-natured eye roll and a “finally!” (Alex), but Kara’s mind swam with joy and relief as her friends welcomed you into their group with open arms.

C = cat or dog person

When asked she will swear that she has no preference one way or the other and that she loves both cats and dogs to pieces, and while that may be true, you know that secretly might like dogs the tiniest bit more. Something about their loyal and protective nature just resonates with her.

D = dreams (what do they want to do in life?)

When all is said and done, she wants to have made a positive difference in the world, no matter how small or large in scale, whether it is saving the earth from a world-ending threat or coaxing a smile out of you on a bad day.

E = evenings (how do they spend their evening? So they go out? Do they read?)

As much as she loves game night with the superfriends, sometimes she just wants to curl up on the couch under a ton of blankets, eating junk food and watching a feel-good movie.

F = first date (what was it like?)

She is so excited to show you so many things, it’s almost hard to keep up. You get takeout to go because she insists you’ll need your energy. She takes you to the dog park where you can watch all the puppies romp around in the sun, she takes you to the animal shelter where she’s volunteered for many years and still is a regular (she introduces you to not only the people there, but also every single animal as her girlfriend, and it makes your heart swell so much you fear it might explode out of your chest), and finally, she takes you to a very secluded spot in a park. This is where she comes to think, the noise of the city filtered through the leaves of the trees. It’s here where you share your first kiss.

G = giggle (what is their laugh like? What makes them laugh?)

Kara Danvers is mostly a giggler, she giggles whenever you something she finds cute, which is almost all the time. Real, throw-your-head-back laughter is a bit more seldom from her, reserved for friends and family only.

H = hugs (do they like hug? What kind of hugs do the give?)

Her hugs are so gentle and soft, it skirts the border of vertical cuddling. She’s very afraid of hurting you by accident, especially in the early stages of your relationship. It takes a while for her to trust herself to not squish you, but as soon as she does, be prepared for surprise hugs, and most importantly: Being twirled in the air while hugging her. She can’t help but show off a bit with how easy she can lift you up.

I = instrument (do they play an instrument?)

She did learn to play the ukulele a year after she came to earth, it was a good exercise in self control, and on top of it all Kara loves music. Also, she can slay on karaoke night.

J = joy (what brings them joy in life?)

Kara can find joy in the smallest things, it’s something you absolutely love about her. You especially remember the day she called you out of the blue, just to tell you that she saw a family of ducks in the park.

K = kisses (what kind of kisser are they? Shy? Passionate?)

Much like her hugs, her kisses are gentle and careful, but also unrushed. She wants to savour every moment she gets to kiss you.

L = love (how do they act when they have a crush)

Let’s face it: she is a doofus in love. She’s the epitome of gay panic and can’t seem to form coherent sentences around you. Conversely, when you’re not around, she can’t seem to stop gushing about you to her friends, how intelligent you are, how beautiful your laugh is, how kind your smile is and how good you smell (“Is that weird, Alex? Oh no, I bet it’s weird. Am I weird?”). Poor Alex is contemplating locking both of you in a reinforced chamber until you talk your feelings out.

M = memory (what’s their favourite memory?)

It’s hard for her to talk about, but her memories of Krypton are her favourite, in a bittersweet way.

N = no (what is their pet peeve?)

Because of her supersenses, she is sensitive towards noises, and certain sounds (like fingernails on a chalkboard) literally make her skin crawl.

O = occupation (what’s their dream job?)

She wants to be able to change the world as Kara Danvers as much as she changes the world as Supergirl, only in a different way of course. She wants to make it big as a reporter, maybe even be an international correspondent (travel won’t be a problem for Supergirl after all).

P = parent (what kind of parent would they be?)

Kara would have a hard time denying her children anything, and you can bet your bottom dollar that her kids know this.

Q = questions (do they believe in the super natural? Aliens? Anything along those lines)

Believing in aliens is kind of a given for her. Ghosts and other supernatural beings are a different story, as much as she’d like to believe that there are things that science can’t explain, she is pretty sure that there are rational explanations out there for every mystery.

R = romantic (are they romantic during the relationship?)

Kara constantly blurs the line between romantic and dorky. At first she’s afraid she’ll ruin the mood with her rambling, but you tell her again and again that it’s part of her charm.

S = smile (what makes them smile without fail)

Seeing the way you look at her, with so much love and caring that it temporarily knocks the air out of her lungs.

T = together (how clingy are they? How long do you two spend together per day on average)

Her duties at CatCo and as Supergirl sadly don’t leave much time for you, and even when you finally find time to be together, it’s not seldom that an emergency calls her away in the middle of your date. There are days where you don’t even see each other in person, but she always makes sure to text you, keeping you updated on what made her smile, ranting about her boss etc..

U = unbearable (what habit do they have that’s unbearable? What habit do you have that they find unbearable)

Kara tends to keep the Supergirl side of her life to herself, even after she told you her secret identity, because she doesn’t want to pull you into this mess and get you in danger. You can’t help but feel as if she’s closing part of herself off at times.

There are days where you worry so much about her that you intentionally try to keep her from her hero duties, which is something Kara absolutely can’t deal with.

V = videos (do they take lots of videos or photos during your relationship?)

Should anyone ever get their hands on Kara’s phone, they’d have a ton of blackmail material against you on their hands. Kara makes sure to capture all of your cutest moments, be that you spooning a pizza carton after falling asleep on movie night or you with your nose dusted in powdered sugar on a date with her.

W = wedding (what was the wedding like?)

Definitely an outdoors wedding in a smaller circle, only close friends and family are invited. Instead of rings you exchange bracelets, as is Kryptonian custom. Kara is all but sobbing tears of joy, and so are plenty of your guests. Cat Grant, of course, doesn’t cry, it’s just the allergies, that’s what you get for getting married in a field of flowers, and anyone who dares to imply anything else is silenced with one scathing look.

X = eXtra (what’s an interesting fact about them that they don’t tell anyone about?)

What she regrets most about her superpowers is the fact that there are so many sports she can’t play without feeling like she’s cheating by default, even if she does keep her strength and speed in check.

Y = yuck (what do they hate? Could be a food, sent, word anything)

It’s no big secret that Kara isn’t a fan of most traditional healthy foods, but that actually has more to do with their spongy, mushy texture than their taste or appearance.

Z = zzzz (how heavy of a sleeper are they? How do they sleep? What mood do they wake up in? Really any sleeping headcanons)

Kara actually has problems falling asleep, her superhearing making it difficult to find any rest and the more tragic side of her life as a superhero haunting her. As soon as she manages to fall asleep, it’s almost impossible to wake her until her body decides she’s had enough rest. She’s also a total koala and will subconsciously cling to anything and anyone in her sleep.

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Written by Wild Bill on The Prepper Journal.

Editors Note: I posted a contributed article from Jay Chambers of Minute Man Review on gun safety on another site back in September, and I will include a link to that posting at the end of this article. I want to sincerely thank Jay for that article and I respect his goals and reasoning for its content. I have re-written it here to bring it more in line with our audience as most preppers are very safety conscious with weapons and know the potential for accidents is always present. Knowing that is the very first step in being safe when handling guns.

I am stating clearly that I have some differing opinions on the issue of gun safety and I think it has relevance here and now especially when considering that, hopefully a lot of real-life Ralphie’s of the Christmas story fame, will find their first rifle under the tree next week, be it a Red Ryder or a hunting grade weapon after they have already demonstrated their responsibly in the use of their Red Ryder. 

I know my Red Ryder was and still remains my favorite Christmas gift from childhood and has been used to introduce a couple of dozen children of relatives, my own two as well, to guns. And it still shoots straight enough to reinforce my posted signs to the neighborhood birds that pooping on my pool deck is a capital offense. 

When it comes to weapon safety, it’s not child’s play. Weapons are dangerous objects that should be handled carefully by professionals or experienced safety-conscious citizens. However, there are still accidents happening from lack of proper attention and handling. Can any of this be attributed to the rise in immersion sports like paintball and air-soft and video games such as Call of Duty? Your call. It the distant past we were brought up on TV shows like Roy Rogers or The Rifleman, where the results of gunshots were a stinging hand, or a clutched shoulder with no bleeding. We don’t have a lot of leg to stand on to throw rocks at today’s youth over this from our glass house – OMG! Could I work one more cliche into this sentence?

If Hollywood has done anything right in the past 50 years it has been to take the work of Sam Peckinpah and add more and more reality to it.

Weapon security checks are conducted by professionals in the military in order to ensure that no unwanted incident happens when the gun is used. It is an important part of military training and brings home the reality of having to use guns as the tool of your chosen trade. But what are they and why might professionals need to do them?

What Is a Weapon Security Check?

Basically, being in charge of a weapon means you need to be responsible and vigilant at all times. A gun must be treated like it’s always loaded – having this mindset firmly ingrained may stop you from the improper handling of the weapon, and save someones life and a world of hurt for all involved. The NRA point out, and rightly so, that on every bullet fired rides a lawyer, and every lawyer is always looking for a payday. Never forget that.

Again, some handlers mistakenly believe that the weapon is empty or safe when the reality is different, and the weapon is actually ready to fire. Other accidents may occur due to mechanical failures.

In order to avoid these things from happening, you need to perform a professional-level weapons security check or have a trusted gun smith perform one for you, especially when you have pumped a lot of rounds through it. A lot of preppers are qualified to do this as they may have served in the military and received the training and they not only upgrade weapons, beyond adding a Picatinny Rail or attaching a weapons light, but build out 80% lowers and fine tune gas tube systems, but ask yourself, can you see whether there are worn or broken parts in the sear, trigger or hammer/striker?

  If these are worn or damaged, there is a chance they could give a weapon a very sensitive trigger.

How Do YOU Perform a Security Check work?

Here is how weapons should be checked to make sure they are secure:

Pointing it in a safe direction – ALWAYS

As expected, the gun needs to be pointed in a safe direction, ALWAYS. Basically, you need to ask yourself if someone would get hurt if they stayed in its range and it went off. If the answer is “yes”, then it should be pointed in another direction or the people in your inspection area should be removed, asked to leave while you do this.

Remove the Ammunition

All ammunition needs to be removed so there is no risk of getting hurt or harming someone else. A firearm that contains cartridges could have them in two possible places: the chamber and the magazine.

Check the chamber

Although you just emptied it, you need to make sure that the chamber is truly empty. Accidents occur when people don’t properly check the chamber, and they are harmed or die as a result. Don’t just assume it’s empty because you emptied it – check it again.

Verify the Feed Path

The next step is verifying the path that the cartridge follows from the magazine to the chamber. On firearms with tubular magazines, you need to ensure that the magazine follower is visible at the end of the magazine tube. Semi-automatic handguns and rifles should be inspected for stuck cartridges after the magazine has been removed. Rifles in particular for an open bore, and locked open bolt and no magazine, not even an empty one so your view is clear.

Check the Bore for Obstructions

There’s huge pressure used to expel a bullet out of the barrel. As a consequence, the barrel may not allow the aerodynamic pressure build behind the bullet to safely be released. It can end in an explosive rupture.

There are some re-loaders that make squib rounds, reducing the powder charge so they can test or practice in the basement of their home, their yard or their workshop. I am not a fan for all the obvious reasons. A failure of the gas-tube in a semi-automatic rifle can be catastrophic. I have been lucky in weapons where I have installed the adjustable gas tubes that the first indication is the spent round does not successfully eject preventing the magazine from feeding the next round. BUT this is because I always start with the adjustable gas tube setting as low as possible and work it up until it is efficient. There is a fine line between seeing the flash of a round vs maximizing the energy to propel a round down range, lawyer on board and all. I like a little flash as a backup reminder that the chamber/barrel is clear.

Also, you should always examine the barrel’s full length by inserting a cleaning rod down the end, in order to prevent an explosive rupture from happening. You could also visually inspect it while the firearm is pointed in a safe direction, free of ammunition, and the bolt locked back.

Could Weapons Be Safely Stored?

There are several ways in which a weapon could be stored. It can either be locked somewhere safe, disassembled or have a lock.

  I am a big fan of gun safes for weapons not “on a mission” for two reasons, safety and theft. And by “on a mission” I mean my go-to weapon for home security, my back-up weapons in my BOB, which is secured and my EDC. But I live alone and secure these when I have expected visitors and unexpected visitors, especially if they include children.

As a home protection weapon you need to make your own call. Keeping all your weapons in a safe renders them less useful than harsh language or throwing the family cat at an intruder.

I keep my guns for shooting trap and skeet in a safe, as are my bug-out weapons and a number of handguns that are not my go-to self defense weapons. Here safety has to take into consideration the guns purpose, placement and the people who will have access to it, such as family members. Kids in the house – lock it up and keep the cat handy. Others coming and going like contractors, home care people, service people – chose wisely on on an individual basis.

And while storing a weapon disassembled could also prevent it from being used, especially if the pieces are stored in different locations, I am of the opinion that this is overkill. And of course there are certain locks that can be used to prevent the weapon from discharging. They come in several types: cable locks, trigger locks, smart guns, and chamber locks.

Trigger locks prevent the trigger from being manipulated, my experience is that getting a secure fit with one is more luck than skill as they designed for an array of weapons from a sales point and it you have changed to a competition trigger, or made any modifications you may not get the security you are seeking. Your experience may be different.

Most of the more modern weapons I have purchased came with Cable locks, and these generally work. All of my cable locks are in the weapons original box still, as I don’t add these to guns already in a safe. A personal choice, and a key ring that would look like I am the Key Master in a medieval adventure.

Chamber locks prevent the weapon from being loaded with ammunition. If you wonder how these locks can be removed in order to use the gun, don’t worry – they come without a key. I have seen many a video on the bio-metric locks that show how well they work. I also use one four (4) times daily to move in and out of work and it occasionally works on the first try. It is used by others so it gets a lot of fingers, not always clean ones, so maybe an unfair comparison, but it is my experience. I have people I trust who swear by them, people with small children at home. They are exercising their own good judgement.

Then there are the “smart” guns, which come with built-in locks, such as microchip implants, fingerprint recognition or magnetic rings (the Magna-Trigger system was developed by Joe Davis in 1975 for J-, K-, L-, & N-frame Smith & Wesson revolvers prevents the trigger from returning far enough to fire. It has proven reliable. This system will work ambidextrously, provided the magnetic rings used are worn on both hands). Many police agencies experimented with these as the fear of a suspect taking an LEO’s weapon and using on it on them is a real concern. Have you ever seen one in use? I worked on a grant from the National Institute of Justice (NIJ) on transitioning Department of Defense technologies to the Public Safety sector for three years and never came across an officer that thought these practical. However, as a gun owner, it is something you should know exists and may provide you with another level of confidence.

Anything with a micro-chip can be tampered with, anything. As a prepper I see smart guns as back-door to implement gun control. Get them in every gun and then disable the chip when you take control. Nope.

Professional Weapon Security Check?

I say yes on the gunsmith review for possibly worn parts. Even though I have done a lot of my own gunsmith work and can recognize worn parts, I have had two guns in my inventory, both handguns and from manufactures with excellent reputations, that have malfunctioned repeatedly. Both were sent back to the factories and were returned in no better working order than when I mailed them and both have had a half-dozen professional gun smiths look at them as well. Too small to turn into anchors, two dangerous looking to make paper-weights – does anyone even need paper-weights anymore? Both now take up space in my safe and only serve as lessons learned when purchasing.

These weapons need to be disposed of properly, so they don’t injure anyone. But what does that mean? I would never “turn them in” to any buy-back program run by a government agency. My friends would disown me, and rightfully so.

Conclusion

Weapons are not toys, they are never not loaded until YOU yourself have inspected them, and they must never be pointed at anything you do not want to injured or kill. Simple rules but we can get caught up in the moment. I always try and think of a weapon as a live venomous snake that will bite anything it can touch with its business end. When hunting or at the range I am every bit as conscious of how others around me are handling their weapons. I have been barrel-swept far too many times at a number of ranges and I am a jerk about it.

Guns are tools. They have a purpose and a place in every law abiding citizens household. They provide food for the hunters table, safety for those paid to protect us, safety for we who can’t wait for others to save us, and serve as an equalizer when faced with larger threat. Yes, they should be kept out of the hands of many but to date, how to do that is still the stuff of political agendas as opposed to individual responsibility.

Be safe out there.

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Chapter 13: Heading Home

After the disturbance that Willow provided to the group, they decided to see what was wrong with Faelyn. Niama looked to the rest of the group and said, “He seems pretty spooked. It might be best if just one of us go talk to him.” The party stared at her silently. “Well, I didn’t mean me.” She said. “It was your idea.” Said Thorfreyer. “Just go ask him what the letter was about.” Niama sighed. “Fine.” She continued up the stairs towards Faelyn’s room at the end of the hall. She could hear frantic shuffling from the other side of the door. It was odd. Faelyn was typically very calm. Whatever the letter was must have him truly freaked out. She knocked on the door gently and the shuffling stopped. Footsteps approached the door and it gently creaked open. Peering into the room, Niama could see that Faelyn was still pale of skin, more so than usual. There was a bag on the bed that looked like it was being packed for a short trip. Faelyn took a quick breath to regain his composure. “Can I help you, Niama?” “I was going to ask you the same thing.” She opened the door further and nudged herself into the room. “That letter you got freaked you out a bit. Mind sharing why that is?” Faelyn sighed and reached into the pocket of his robe. He pulled out the folded letter and handed it to Niama. Niama slowly unfolded the letter and began to read.

Faelyn, Your 25th birthday is fast approaching and your presence is required for your blade trial. I do not expect much from you, but at the very least, I expect you to show up. Battle master of Keleon Fergus Darkeyes

Niama wasn’t sure what to make of the letter. Come to think of it, she didn’t know much about Faelyn at all. All she really knew was that he was Argibold’s apprentice. Beyond that, this half elf was a mystery. And something about a blade trial? Faelyn had twigs for arms. She wasn’t even sure if he could hold a sword, let alone fight with one. “So,” she finally said. “What’s a blade trial?” Faelyn went back to packing his bag as he explained. “Where I am from, 25 is considered adult maturity. Upon everyone’s 25th birthday they must take their blade trial. In essence, they fight the current battle master of the city.” This almost sounded like something Thorfreyer would be into. Nothing about this sounded like a home that Faelyn would be from. “Why would your people do that?” “Because,” Faelyn said, while slamming a book into his bag. “Keleon, my home, is a city of warriors. They prize strength above all other things. The battle master has that title because they are the strongest in the whole city. As such, they also act as a mayor of sorts.” How could this scrawny man in front of her possibly be from a city of warriors? She decided it best not to insult him right now though. “And this Fergus Darkeyes is the current master? Wait a second.” As she said the name, a memory triggered in her head. “Isn’t your last name Darkeyes? Is this guy your father?” In an instant, Pumpeck entered the room yelling “What? You have to fight your dad?” Niama pulled her away from Faelyn by the scruff of the neck. “Pumpeck, were you eavesdropping?” “No!” Her face turned red. “You were just taking a while, so I came up to check on you. I only heard the last part, I swear.” Faelyn shook his head and went back to packing. “It’s fine Pumpeck. Regardless, I have to get going.” “We’ll go with you!” Said Pumpeck. “We will?” Said Niama. Pumpeck looked up at Niama. “Of course we will! Faelyn is our friend and as such, we must help him through the emotional turmoil he may be going through.” Niama never ceased to be amazed at the boundless energy of this gnome. No matter the situation, she always had the drive to help someone in need. “Fine. I guess we are going with you to your home.” Faelyn looked at them both and shook his head. “You really don’t have to, I can get there by myself.” “Nonsense.” Said Pumpeck. “I’ll go explain the situation to everyone downstairs and we’ll be ready to go when you are.” Faelyn made a motion to stop her, but she had already gone down the hall. “There’s no stopping her when she’s like this you know.” Said Niama. “Finish packing and we’ll meet you downstairs.” Niama turned on her heel and followed Pumpeck down the hall. Faelyn walked back into his room and continued packing. He didn’t want them to go with him. He knew the kind of demeaner he would be greeted with back home and he didn’t want anyone to see that. Thoughts of the blade trial creeped into his mind. No part of him wanted to go back home and do this. Yet, every part of him knew he needed to go back and do this. He held up one last book to put in the bag. It was worn brown leather with cord to tie it shut. On the cover was embellished an ornate blue magic circle, most of which had faded with time. The cover read: “An Introduction to the Arcane.” He hadn’t read the book in years, but it was the first book he ever read to introduce him to the concept of magic. If not for this book, he may not be who he is today. Taking it with him to return home only felt appropriate, given the circumstances. He took a deep breath to steal his nerves as he left his room with the packed bag slung around his shoulder. He walked down the stairs to see the party looking up at him. “Ready to go?” Asked Thorfreyer. Faelyn nodded. “Great.” Thorfreyer snorted a little. “You in a one on one duel against a great warrior. Your father no less. Can’t wait to see that.” Niama elbowed him in the stomach, but if he felt it, he made no indication of it. Faelyn simply ignored him as he walked past and made his way out of the tavern, the party following behind. The journey did not take long, only 3 hours by walking until they saw a city on the top of a relatively short mound. A ditch had been dug up completely around the city walls, which were 20-foot-high stone. Faelyn kept his head to the ground as he walked, almost like he was looking at his feet. Pumpeck moved a little faster to catch up with him. “Are you okay?” She asked. “I know you don’t really want to be here, but we can get through it together. We’re here with you so keep your head up.” Faelyn kept his eyes to the ground as he walked. “Well, I would recommend keeping your head down as we get closer.” He lifted his hand and pointed to a small patch of dirt. “Keep an eye out for those.” Thorfreyer approached the dirt and said, “You want us to be on the lookout for dirt?” Faelyn rolled his eyes. “In a sense, yes and no. Keep your eyes peeled for mounds of dirt like that, but for what’s hidden in them.” He walked up to the dirt and carefully started digging into it with his staff. After a few seconds of prodding, they could all see something reflective hidden in the ground. Faelyn bent down and picked up a large metal spike, about the size of a finger. “These are what you need to watch out for. The ones closer to the city are laced with poison. It won’t kill you, but you may be useless for a few days.” Thorfreyer took the spike from Faelyn’s hand and looked at it thoughtfully. The spike even had a small hook at the tip so once it was embedded in someone’s foot, it would become incredibly difficult to get out. He felt conflicted on this. On one hand, it was a brilliant defensive measure to keep the town safe. If Faelyn hadn’t pointed them out, he easily could have stepped on one by accident. On the other hand, Thorfreyer saw this as a cowardly tactic. Something that weakens the enemies before the proper fight. This town they were headed to must have plenty of tricks up their sleeves to win battles. Regardless of what Faelyn thought of his home, he couldn’t deny that some of it rubbed off on him. Thorfreyer didn’t know Faelyn incredibly well, but he knew that Faelyn specialized in illusions and trickery. Doing everything he could to deceive his opponents and get into their heads. He didn’t like that Faelyn fought like this, but he supposed his upbringing in a town that has such devious traps laid would have some bearing on his current fighting style. After maneuvering the minefield of spikes, they reached the large ditch that separated them, from Faelyn’s home. On the other side of the ditch was a stone wall with a drawbridge. Walking on top of the wall was a burly guard wielding a crossbow and a massive sword at his back. He pointed the bow at them as they approached and yelled, “What business do you have with Keleon?”  He lowered the crossbow slightly and leaned forward, attempting to get a better look. “By the gods.” he said. “Is that Faelyn?” Faelyn held up his staff and waved with it. “Oh, that’s definitely Faelyn.” He began to laugh. “I’d recognize that stupid blue hair anywhere. You know, we actually had a bet on whether or not you’d actually show up for your blade trial.” Before Faelyn had a chance to speak, Thorfreyer stepped in front of him and said to the guard, “You better shut your mouth before I come up there and beat your ass!” The guard slowly stopped laughing and looked at Thorfreyer indignantly and said, “Buddy, you would not be the first minotaur I have killed today.” Thorfreyer snorted. “Then why don’t you come on down here and show me what you’re made of?” The guard smirked. “I’m on guard duty right now, but I’ll see you at the arena tomorrow.” With that, he turned a crank that began to lower the drawbridge and they started making their way into the city. As they passed the threshold, Faelyn looked at Thorfreyer and said, “Please, do not do that again. Any person you goad, is just going to make our time here worse than it already will be. And if you’re worried about them hurting my feelings, don’t. I spent 15 years learning to tune them out.” Thorfreyer looked down at Faelyn for a time and said, “Fine.” “Thank you.” Said Faelyn. “Now then.” and he started walking into the town. The party had never known where it was that Faelyn had come from. But they certainly didn’t expect this. The whole town looked incredibly military like. Every citizen was carrying a weapon, and most were adorned with armor. As they walked through the cobblestoned streets, heads turned to look at Faelyn and whispers started sprouting out from the crowds, as well as a few laughs sprinkled in for good measure. They took note of several buildings that looked like they had originally been used as a military barracks that had been repurposed as a home. It was as if this town was originally just a military base, and then a town had just happened around it. They heard a yell in the distance, someone yelling out, “Faelyn!” They looked and saw a young woman with short red hair and green leather armor, her eyes an emerald green. She had a spear at her back and started running towards the group with a smile on her face. Pumpeck, suddenly feeling defensive, put herself between Faelyn and the stranger eyeing her down. Faelyn put a hand on Pumpeck’s shoulder. “It’s fine Pumpeck. This is Jade, we don’t have to worry about her.” Pumpeck looked up into Faelyn’s eyes and nodded. She sidestepped and let Jade through to Faelyn. Once she reached him, she threw her arms around him and gave him a hug, lifting him up in the air. The party was sure the heard his back pop a few times as Jade’s arms flexed. While suspended, Faelyn said breathlessly. “Hi, Jade.” She gently put him back down. “Hi, Jade? HI JADE?!” Her face turned red as she spoke. “Is that all you have to say to me after just disappearing ten years ago and never saying a word to us since? I thought we were friends, Faelyn. I know you didn’t like it here, but I at least thought you liked me.” Faelyn looked at her with a loss for words. He wasn’t expecting jade to be mad. “Jade, it’s not that simple. Ever since I moved to Waterdeep I’ve been pretty busy with my magic lessons. Everything was happening so fast I didn’t think about sending word back here.” Jade was starting to calm down a bit, taking deeper breaths. “You never even said goodbye. You just up and disappeared with that weird little wizard one day and haven’t heard from you since. You could have been dead for all I knew.” “I’m sorry, Jade. I’ll be sure to write to you in the future.” She sighed. “Thank you.” While the two of them were talking, Niama started scanning the people and took note that all of them people in this town were human. She glanced over at Faelyn and noted the slightly pointed ears. She knew he was half elf, but wasn’t entirely sure where that came into play, considering all the people here didn’t look like they had any elven blood. She pocketed that away as a question for later. After the conversation with Jade, Faelyn introduced her to the party, the only one not being incredibly friendly was Pumpeck. She could not quite explain why, but she felt an odd affection for Faelyn in the brief time they have known each other. She saw this Jade woman as competition. After being acquainted with the group, Jade looked back to Faelyn and said, “So, I guess you are going to see your father, huh?” Faelyn looked down the road and locked eyes on a stone building sitting right next to a large arena. “Yes,” He said. “Do you want me to come with you?” Faelyn shook his head. “I think I need to go alone.” He addressed the party as he continued. “If I show up with all of you, he’ll see that as a sign of weakness and cowardice, inflating his ego even more.” He started walking towards the stone house. Pumpeck started running after him and said, “Faelyn, we’re your friends. Let us help you through this.” Faelyn said without looking back, “I don’t want to burden you all with my problems. Let me take care of myself.” And he strode off towards the house, alone. It had been years since he spoke to his father, and none of their interactions were pleasant for him. For as long as he could remember, his father looked at him with contempt. Even anger, at times. He held up his staff and knocked on the door, attempting to keep his face as stoic as possible. The door swung open and revealed a large muscular man, Fergus Darkeyes, whose head was entirely bald, save a grey beard. His face was riddled with scars from years of battle, and his eyes were such a dark brown, they could have been mistaken for black. His face was like a stone as he looked at Faelyn. Unmoved and uncaring. After a moment of silence. Faelyn said, “Father.” “Faelyn.” “I’ve come to let you know I have arrived for the blade trial tomorrow.” Fergus chuckled. “Does that mean you learned how to properly hold a sword?” He smirked as he asked. Faelyn maintained his blank expression. “I learned a lot while I was gone. None of it had anything to do with what you tried to teach me.” Fergus scowled. “Ever since you were old enough to hold a blade, I did everything in my power to make you strong. To teach you to fight. You never even tried.” Faelyn’s voice rose. “And you presumed beating me was a good way to teach me?” “I was trying to get you to fight back. But you were a lost cause. I wonder if you’ll go down now as easily as you did when you were younger.” Faelyn took a breath to recompose himself. “I will see you in the arena tomorrow. And I will show you the type of strength I now possess.” He turned on his heel and walked back to his friends. From behind him, he heard his father laughing as he closed the door.

While Faelyn was talking to his father, the party was having their own conversation with Jade. “So, what is Faelyn’s deal?” Asked Niama. “We have known him for a few weeks, but we don’t know too much about him, he doesn’t really open up.” “Well,” Said Jade. “What do you want to know?” Pumpeck stepped forward. “Why were you the only one who Faelyn didn’t mind talking to when we got here?” Jade smiled. “That’s an easy one. I was the only person who was actually nice to him when we were kids. Anyone else around our age saw him as an easy target and liked picking on the son of the strongest man in town. Made them feel good about themselves, I suppose.” Niama thought back to what the letter addressed to Faelyn said. “What exactly is a blade trial?” “Oh, that has been a tradition here for centuries. Every citizen on their 25th birthday must take the trial. In this trial, they fight the current battle master and that serves two purposes. For the battle master, it shows how the youth are progressing. For the trial taker, it shows them how far they have yet to go. In the unlikely event that the trial taker wins the fight, a tournament is held to elect a new battle master.” Thorfreyer looked around at all the warriors wearing their weapons with pride. “How could a town like this produce someone like Faelyn?” Jade leered at Thorfreyer. “And what is that supposed to mean?” “Well, everyone here is proud of their strength. Well-kept weapons, well-kept armor. How did it produce a wizard? Why is he so different?” Niama remembered to ask. “Yeah, why is he so different? I’ve seen nothing but humans since we got here. How is he half elf?” “Oh.” Said Jade as she looked to her feet. “I only heard about that by asking my parents. It happened before I was born.” She looked at Niama. “Faelyn’s mother was a moon elf who was part of a traveling caravan. Moon elves tend to be wanderers who go from place to place, never really making a home. Her name was Fala, and she fell in love with Fergus while she was here. It did not take long for them to conceive a child, Faelyn. But, once Faelyn was born, it was time for Fala and her group to get moving again. A child can be dangerous on the road, they never knew what dangers they would get into. She figured it would have been safer to leave Faelyn in Keleon with his father to keep him safe.” She let out a long sigh as a tear fell. “But she couldn’t have known.” The party looked to each other, slightly confused. Pumpeck piped up. “Couldn’t have known what?” Jade looked at them. “Has he not told you?” “Told us what?” Asked Pumpeck. “Oh gods. Uhm.” Jade looked uncomfortable. “If he hasn’t told you about his father, I’m not sure if it’s my place to tell.” “Jade.” Said Pumpeck. “Faelyn is our friend, and we have his best interest at heart. We just want to understand him better.” Jade sighed. “Alright. Fergus used to beat Faelyn. Rather hard mind you. He was always disappointed in Faelyn for never being the warrior son he wanted. But Faelyn always took more after his mother. He would hit Faelyn with a blunted sword, trying to get him to pick up a sword and fight back, but he always refused.” “And no one stopped him!?” Yelled Pumpeck. Jade shook her head. “All the other adults just saw the strongest warrior disciplining his son for being weak.” “And why didn’t YOU do anything?” Jade’s face turned red. “I was ten! What exactly would you expect me to do against that monster of a man?” Pumpeck knew she was right. But the idea of someone, anyone being treated like that for years with no one coming to their aid made her blood boil. The party looked at each other, realizing where those scars Faelyn had came from. Rum felt an odd sense of recognition in Faelyn now. Rum had essentially been denounced and abandoned by his parents once he became a cleric. And it seemed like Faelyn had some issues with his parents as well. Never knowing his mother and having an abusive father couldn't have been easy for him. Rum resolved to do everything he could to help Faelyn beat his father tomorrow. It was at this time Faelyn returned to the group. “Hey,” Said Jade. “How did it go?” “About how you would expect.” “I’m sorry he hasn’t changed much since you left. But hopefully you’ll show him the skills you bring to the table tomorrow.” Jade’s eyes widened. “Speaking of, do you need a place to stay tonight?” “Uh, yeah. That would be nice, actually.” Jade clapped her hands. “Perfect, you can stay at my place.” “That’s nice of you. Is it okay if they stay too?” He pointed a thumb at his companions.” “Well, it will be a little cramped with a Minotaur and a dragonborn, but sure. They can all sleep on the floor.” Pumpeck was the only one to pick on the subtext when she said THEY can sleep on the floor. She wasn’t about to let her sneak into a bed with Faelyn. Jade led them all back to her house which was a cozy wood cabin. There were a few chairs and couches and a door which they assumed led to the bedroom. Jade walked over to the fireplace and grabbed a tinder stick to set it on fire. After a few flicks Faelyn walked over and snapped his finger, lighting the fireplace ablaze. Jade smiled and said. “Thanks. Still using magic for anything you can?” Faelyn strode to the couch and said, “You have your tools, I have mine.” He sat cross legged on the couch and pulled out his personal black spell book with silver lining the corners and a circular amethyst embedded in the cover. He opened it on his lap and started reading. “Well,” said Jade. “He’s dead to the world now.” She walked into the kitchen area and started preparing food for everyone. The scent of cooked meat started to fill the room and she prepared a bowl of fruit and vegetables as well. Faelyn pulled out a piece of paper from his bag and started writing notes on it frantically. He tapped his pen against his head a few times. “Jade. Does my father still use a single long sword as his favored weapon?” “Yes.” Said Jade as she started laying out the food on the table for everyone. “Thank you.” Said Faelyn, eyes still locked on the pages in front of him. Thorfreyer shoved a hunk of meat in his mouth and said, “What’s he doing over there exactly?” Jade smiled. “Making a plan, probably. I don't know much about magic, only what Faelyn told me as a kid. But he can only use so many spells at a time. Each one is complex in their own way, so he can’t memorize every single spell he knows. He’s probably looking through all that he can cast and deciding which ones will work best for the duel tomorrow.” Thorfreyer swallowed the food in his mouth and chased it with a pint of ale. “You don’t seem too concerned about the duel tomorrow.” Jade looked Thorfreyer in the eyes. “I’m not. And for a very specific reason. There is only one person in this whole city who knows how to fight magic, and that’s me. His father has never fought a spellcaster before and he’ll have no idea what to expect, or how to counter it.” Pumpeck picked up her plate of food and sat beside Faelyn on the couch. Thorfreyer scowled. “And how do you know how to fight spellcasters?” Jade looked longingly at Faelyn. “When we were kids, I asked Faelyn to cast spells at me so I could learn what to do. Apparently, I was the only one who saw the benefit of Faelyn’s skills.” Meanwhile, Pumpeck was putting a grape in front of Faelyn’s face. Not saying anything but hoping he would eat something. She pressed it to his lips, and he opened his mouth mindlessly and started chewing the fruit. Pumpeck smiled and kept making sure he was eating. She was never sure if he was even conscious of the fact that he was eating during the process. But, once she was out of food, she laid on her side and used his leg as a pillow and fell asleep on the couch. Back at the dinner table, the group continued to ask Jade questions about Faelyn’s childhood, and she recounted how his father would always try to put a weapon in his hand. But any time traveling merchants came to town, he would trade those weapons for any books the merchants had. One of which was an arcane book which Faelyn learned magic from in the first place. Once he learned a little, he had an instant thirst for more. They talked until the fireplace became little more than glowing embers. They looked to Faelyn and saw that he fell asleep where he sat, his head slumped over. They all decided it was best to pack it in for the night as well. Jade went to her room, the party members found a comfortable spot on the floor, and they fell asleep. Awaiting tomorrow with trepidation. As morning dawned, light began to flood the house, waking everyone up. They took a moment to collect themselves and remember why they were in this strange place, and on the floor no less. Pumpeck woke up before Faelyn and climed down from the couch and started to rummage for food in the pantry for everyone to eat. Faelyn’s eyes slowly blinked open and he looked at the pages he had written on the previous night and started to review the plans he had come up with. He decided on what he thought was the best one and started preparing the spells accordingly. Thorfreyer looked over to Faelyn who was pouring over his book. “Why are you preparing spells? I thought this was called a blade trial. As in, you must use a blade. Wouldn’t magic be prohibited.” Faelyn made no indication that he heard what he said. Jade walked out of her room, letting out a long yawn and said, “This city has never had a spellcaster before. They never thought to make it an official rule.” “I don’t like it.” Said Thorfreyer. “It seems underhanded.” “Telling Faelyn to fight without his magic would be like telling you to fight without your arms.” Said Jade. Thorfreyer hadn’t really thought of that before. When he thought of a fight, he always pictured a battle of brawn, won with brute strength. He hadn’t considered magic a viable form of combat, it always seemed like a lazy way to do things to him. But as he looks at Faelyn now, he could see that he was working. Working very hard in fact. It wasn’t a type of work he had ever seen, but it was work nonetheless. He grew steadily excited to see what a battle between a magical powerhouse and a physical powerhouse would yield. Faelyn closed his book and put it back into his bag. He looked at the group and said, “You should all probably head to the arena. I’ll be there soon.” Jade stood up from her seat and ushered everyone out of the house to guide them to the arena. Rum stayed in the living room and said, “I think I’ll hang back for a bit actually.” Jade shrugged her shoulders and left, leaving Rum and Faelyn alone. Faelyn was examining the dimensions of his staff and drew a glowing blue sigil in the air. Before their eyes, Faelyn’s staff took on the appearance of a broadsword. “Are you actually going to fight him with a sword?” Said Rum. “No.” Said Faelyn, taking a few swings with it. “It’s still a staff, this is just an illusion.”  He lowered the sword. “I’m not too sure they would let me in the arena without a weapon.” Rum looked Faelyn in the eyes. “How much help do you want with this?” “What do you mean?” “I mean I can cast divine spells on you. Gifts from Eldath to bolster your strength and make it an easy victory.” Faelyn sighed. “I need to do this alone, Rum. I appreciate the offer, but if I get a victory that way, that isn’t a victory at all.” Faelyn knew it was vain. He knew it was pride in his own abilities that stopped him from seeing the benefit of going into the battle with a few buffs. He had something to prove. His home did nothing but beat him down for as long as he could remember. His father, a symbol of disappointment and hatred. He had to prove to himself and to his home that he had risen above his upbringing. That he truly did not need them. That his way was superior to theirs. Rum could see the resolve burning in Faelyn’s eyes. “Alright.” Rum said. “Let’s head to the arena.” They walked together and Faelyn stopped at the entrance gate and he directed Rum on how to get to the audience stands. Rum reached the group and sat next to Niama, who leaned over and whispered, “Did you do what we discussed?” Rum shook his head. “He didn’t want the help.” Niama snorted. “You should have done it anyway.” “I won’t cast a spell on a friend if they don’t want me to.” “Rum, if he loses this fight, it will destroy him.” Rum looked at the far end of the arena and saw Faelyn now entering with a sword in hand. “I think he has this.” Much of the crowd laughed as Faelyn entered the dirt arena. He could see at the other end of the arena, his father was standing with his massive long sword. He knew he wouldn't be in danger of dying. In the blade trials, all the weapons were blunted to avoid casualties. But, a massive hunk of steel like that could still do a lot of damage if he wasn’t careful. He was worried, but not frightened. He played the fight in his head several times and created a plan for each scenario. If everything went according to plan, he wouldn’t be touched. There was an announcer in the center of the arena who briefly covered the rules of the duel. “Welcome one and all to the blade trial of Faelyn Darkeyes.” The crowd booed. “The rules are the same as always. The combatants shall fight until one yields or can no longer fight. Any intentional strikes to the head will lead to an immediate disqualification.” He stuck a hand out to Fergus. “Blade master Fergus, are you ready?” Fergus slammed the flat of his sword against his chest creating a loud ring of metal in the air. He pumped a fist in the air and let out a battle cry. The crowd yelled with excitement to see their leader in action. The announcer stuck a hand out towards Faelyn. “Faelyn, are you ready?” Faelyn gave a subtle nod of his head and held up the sword. The audience laughed and waited in anticipation to see him lose. The announcer put his hand into the air and chopped it straight down, yelling “Begin!” Without hesitation, Fergus made the first move, dashing towards Faelyn at top speed. Faelyn remained where he was and waved his sword through the air and once Fergus had reached the center of the arena, he began to fight nothing. Swing his sword wildly at thin air, clearly seeing something that no one else could. He made movements as if he was being stabbed and slashed. The audience was silent, unable to determine what their leader was doing. The only ones not shocked were the members of Missfitters. As Fergus continued his fight was his imaginary foe, Faelyn swung the sword around again, and three more of himself appeared around him. Each one mirroring his movements perfectly. Murmuring began to rise from the audience. Pumpeck smiled, realizing what Faelyn was doing. Faelyn knew it wouldn’t be enough to simply throw powerful spells at Fergus. He had to pull out all sorts of tricks to confuse and bemuse him. Fergus knew how to deal with damage and hit back. But he didn’t know how to deal with illusions. Once Faelyn was settled with his mirror images, he dropped the illusion on his staff and a launched a mote of flame at his father, hitting him square in the chest. Fergus shook off the blow and looked to where the flame came from, his face turning a deep red and contorting with rage. He started to understand what was happening, and realized the being that he faced before him, was never truly there. He charged at Faelyn at full speed. Faelyn started sweating. He was hoping the phantasm would last longer. He had a backup plan in case this happened, but he knew the risk involved with it. He recalled the day prior when he attempted the spell and it completely blew up in his face. Even then if he were lucky, the explosion would take them both out and wouldn’t come to that. He recalled what Argibold said to him. About not letting fear muddle your mind when attempting a spell. He took a deep breath and began the incantation. He spoke with confidence. His hand unwavering when he drew the sigil in the air. A red light shone around him, and six small flaming meteorites began to orbit his body, as well as the bodies of his mirror images. He locked eyes with his father who now had a look of panic on his face as he ran. Faelyn thrust his hand forward and launched two of the flaming rocks at Fergus. Unable to dodge in time, they both hit him point blank in the chest and exploded on impact, putting large cracks and dents in the armor. But he was undeterred. He continued running until he reached where Faelyn stood and started swinging. He made to slashes, each one passing straight through the targets as the fake Faelyns dissipated into a cloud of mist. Faelyn fired two more of the meteors, but this time, straight at the ground between them. The flames from the explosion enveloped both of them and flung them back several feet. Unimpressed with his son's tactics, Fergus advanced yet again, reaching him in time to make two more attacks. The first created a cloud of mist. Seeing there was only one target left, he thrust the sword straight for Faelyn’s chest. Once it made contact, the blade bounced off and a yellow aura enveloped Faelyn. The mage armor he cast on himself served him well. Faelyn could see by this point that his father was in a bad spot and ultimately, not looking well at all. He knew only one spell that could take his father down without the risk of killing him. He pointed his staff at Fergus and a wave of lavender light pulsed from the tip. Once it hit Fergus, he became unsteady on his feet, swaying heavily. His sword fell to the ground, and he quickly followed. Fergus lay before Faelyn, a victim of his sleep spell.   With Fergus now laying on the ground, the arena was in stunned silence. Except for one section. The members of Missfitters and Jade were cheering wildly at the complete blowout of a victory by Faelyn. On the dirt of the arena, Faelyn stared at his father for a few moments in silence, allowing the moment to sink in. He turned around and started walking out of the arena. But, before he could properly leave, he heard the sounds of battle singing through the streets around him. He looked back to see creatures that appeared to be made of living shadow were starting to flood the stands of the arena. Many of the onlookers hopped down to the dirt to give themselves more room to swing their weapons on the monsters. Faelyn looked to his friends and saw they were in the arena now too, not yet engaged with enemies, but prepared for battle all the same. He ran over to them, Niama quickly yelled, “What are these things?” Faelyn responded, “These are creatures from the forest. There is more to the story, but we don’t have time for that, we need to get out of here.” He looked around for a clear exit strategy, but every foot of this place seemed to be filled with battles. There were a few warriors that were not engaged with enemies and Faelyn noticed they were looking at him expectantly. “Damn.” He said to himself. “What’s wrong?” asked Pumpeck. Faelyn looked at the slowly increasing number of warriors looking at him. “I beat the battle master, who is currently unconscious. They are looking to me as a leader right now.” He let out a sigh and tried to think of a way to get the soldier to move and fight the shadows. “I’ll be right back.” He said. He tapped himself on the chest with his staff and he suddenly started to fly straight up. Once he reached what he thought was an appropriate height, he stayed there suspended for a moment, observing the surrounding area of the town. He came back down to where he stood and began pointing at groups of soldiers and giving commands. “You three, head to the east district immediately and tell them to set up a phalanx, let no more through. You,” he pointed to five individuals, head north and provide backup, their numbers are thinning fast. And you,” He pointed to a group of six. “Have the most important jobs. Split up into 3 teams. Head to each gate and tell all the guards there to start raining down arrows from above. All civilians are too deep in the town to be hit by mistake, but some of these things are still roaming about.” The groups of soldiers split off and set to work on each of their tasks as the battle still raged around them. Faelyn looked to Jade and said, “I’m leaving you in charge.” She nodded in response. Faelyn now looked at his group. “I think I know what must be done, but I need your help. I’ve exhausted all my best spells and can only use cantrips. Will you accompany me to the forest?” The party did not use words to respond, but instead walked to Faelyn as if to say, “Lead the way.” Thorfreyer was the only one who stayed behind. “Killing a hoard of these things with a group of fellow warriors? That’s too much fun to pass up.” He drew his axe and flung himself into the thralls of battle. It had been too long since he had fought side by side with likeminded individuals, he couldn’t pass up this opportunity. “Leave him.” Said Faelyn. “Let’s go.” The party started making their way out of the town. They occasionally saw a stray warrior in combat with the shadow creatures, but it seemed like they were mostly centered on the arena, since that’s where most of the citizens were at the time, thanks to the blade trial. They were able to make their way out of the town with no major issues. On their way there, Pumpeck asked, “Okay, so what are those things, and what are we doing?” “What are they? I don’t know. What I do know is that they are the whole reason for the existence of Keleon. Centuries ago, these things started coming out the forest and attacking a nearby kingdom. The kingdom sent a large band of their greatest warriors to set up a camp closer to the forest to intercept these threats. After enough time passed and the creatures never stopped, the military base turned into the town of Keleon. That’s why it’s a warrior village. That’s their entire history. It’s very much who they are. Now for what we are doing. For whatever reason, the leaders never thought to actually go into the forest. I was always under the mindset that we should go in there, find the source, and cut these things off from the source.” “Do you know what’s in the forest?” asked Pumpeck. “I don’t know. But since these things came from the forest, we can’t expect anything good.” They now stood at the threshold of the forest. It was incredibly dense with foliage. The trees blocking so much of the sun that once they entered the forest, it would be as if they were walking through a forest in the dead of night. Faelyn took a breath. He knew he wouldn’t be incredibly useful. His spells were spent, and he only had weak spells to rely on. He hated having to rely on the party to go through this, but he was left with no other choice. He took the first step into the forest and Niama, Pumpeck, Nariel, Veldora, and Rum followed him in. Faelyn feared this forest for as long as he could remember. It had always been a symbol of fear for him. He never wanted to venture inside, but someone had to put a stop to this. He had backup with him now, so he may have a chance at stopping these monsters at the source. It wasn’t so dark in the forest that they couldn't see anything. It was more like walking in the night of a full moon. What would typically be beams of sunlight were obscured by thick branches and leaves. The foliage underneath them was dense as well, making it impossible to tread the forest floor without the rustling of leaves or snaps of twigs. Nariel and Niama looked at each other and formed a plan to traverse a bit more silently. They started climbing nearby trees and started traveling from branch to branch, keeping an eye on the rest of their party from above. Looking ahead, Niama could just make out movement ahead. But it wasn't a figure moving. More like the memory of a being. A sudden shift in the leaves. I faint rustle of bushes in the distance. She thought her mind was playing tricks on her. How could she see these signs of enemies nearby, yet see no enemies? She recalled what exactly it was they were dealing with. Back in the village, the things they were fighting appeared to be made of solid shadow. If they were in a place as dark as this forest, shadows would be incredibly hard to see. She couldn’t see them, but the movements at least confirmed their presence. She took a pebble out of her pocket and dropped it by Faelyn. Faelyn looked up and could just make out the shadowy figure of Niama signaling that enemies were ahead. He nodded, knowing what he had to do. He tapped his staff to the ground, and the tip began glowing with golden light. Three shadow creatures were suddenly illuminated by the golden glow and in a panic, attacked the party. Once the light was on the shadows, Niama and Nariel started to rain arrows down on the creatures. Veldora and Pumpeck did not hesitate in charging the creatures full force. Some of the arrows raining down seemed to pass straight through the dark bodies of the creatures. They weren’t entirely sure if the creatures could even feel it, but Niama was determined to continue using her bow. Nariel leapt from the treetop to engage the creatures with her swords. As Veldora swung at the creature with his sword, the creature seemed to recoil in pain as the blade passed through it, though it had no physical indication of being hurt. Blades and spikes of pure darkness shot out from its body and attacked Pumpeck and Veldora getting in a few hits as they lashed out. Pumpeck slashed at the creature she was engaged with and upon impact, it exploded into black mist, which started to coil its way deeper into the forest. Veldora finished off the one he was fighting, and upon landing, Nariel struck the creature where she could only assume was its head and it exploded as well. They all watched the black mist go deeper into the woods. “I suppose we need to follow that.” Said Faelyn. He let the light at the end of his staff continue to glow as he pressed deeper into the forest. The party all kept their weapons out as they followed, Niama continued by treetop. As they delved deeper, they could make out a purple light in a clearing not far from them. As they approached, they could see that the light was almost the shape of a dome that sprung out from a central point. Everything within this dome looked withered and lifeless. The grass was gray and brittle. At the very center of this dome rested a purple crystal covered in vines and almost buried in the ground. They weren’t sure how long this crystal had been here, but judging by the foliage, it must have been ancient. The purple light radiated from this crystal and upon passing the threshold of this dome, each one of them became paranoid and stricken with fear of this place. They knew in the back of their minds that if they stayed too long, this place would kill them without warning. As they got closer, they could see a large crack in the crystal, and that seemed to be where the black mist returned to. And as they got yet closer, mist poured out from the crack and a very large shadow creature took form from the crystal. Faelyn backed up. “There isn’t anything I can do here. I’m out of magic.” The party nodded at him, understanding that they wouldn’t be getting any magical support from him. Veldora and Nariel charge at the creature and started slashing through it with their swords. Black spikes would jut out from the form and pierce their skin. Each stab, they could feel their strength being taken from them. This foe was like none they had faced before. Rum summoned spectral holy weapons that the creature screeched at in retaliation. While it was distracted from the spectral mace, Pumpeck snuck around it and ran for the crystal. She placed her hand on the crack and attempted to use her healing magic to seal the crystal and stop the evil from flowing forth. The crack slowly began to mend together and was eventually sealed together completely. Pumpeck looked back to her party and smiled, believing that she saved the day. But before any celebrations could be had, black lightning shot out from the crystal and struck the nearby party members. Pumpeck, Veldora, Nariel, Niama, and Rum were all struck by this lightning and it paralyzed them where they stood. Pumpeck could see all her friends looking back at her and saw Faelyn looking on in fear. The shadow could see that they were no longer a threat and could be killed at its leisure. It looked to Faelyn and was moving towards him at blinding speed. Faelyn gripped his staff and swung it at the creature as it got closer, but it vanished before his eyes in a black cloud and reformed behind him. The last thing Pumpeck saw was a blade of pure darkness piercing Faelyn through the stomach. And all went dark.

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Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: Properly aligned steering and suspension can help deliver a smooth and controlled ride. Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City   offers quality affordable Iowa City auto repair services and Iowa City Suspension Repair.

What they do: The steering system and shocks bear the weight of your vehicle, keep the tires on the road when driving and help in delivering a smoother, more controlled trip.

Why service is necessary: The steering and suspension system needs to be checked a minimum of annually to prevent major repairs. Anytime you feel indicators of steering or suspension troubles have your mechanic evaluate your car to fix the complication swiftly. Prolonged steering and suspension issues will cause extreme safety risks in the future.

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Indicators that you need your steering and suspension system inspected include:

Pulling to the side Troubles steering Issues driving over uneven roadways or dips Car continues to bounce after hitting a bump Tires wander or wiggle Steering seems to be sliding To help see to it your steering and suspension systems are functioning effectively, a professional may examine all your steering and suspension parts, and will also check:

Power steering fluid Tightness of nuts and bolts Uneven tires or wear Out of balance tires Loose or used power steering belts Troubles with alignment Impacts and/or Struts Steering Wheel Alignment Our specialists will also inspect your tires and wheel balance to see if the complications are not tire-related. We will take care of all your steering requirements, call or stop in today for a quote!

Your vehicle’s suspension system (i.e., shocks and struts) is a network of parts that provides the smooth, stable ride you have come to expect. These parts support several tons of metal on a daily basis, are subjected to extensive wear and tear, and yet we often take these components for granted. At some point, your shocks will no longer work well, and suspension repair will be necessary to keep your car performing properly.

Why Choose Us Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: We offer a full range of garage services to vehicle owners in Iowa City. We can help you with everything from an oil change to an engine change. We can handle any problem on European and import vehicles.

We make auto repair more convenient for you We are a friendly and professional group of people We handle a wide range of car services Same day service for most repairs and maintenance We get the job done right the first time Many people mistakenly believe that the suspension system’s only function is to provide a smooth ride. However, the vehicle’s suspension system is primarily there to provide stability. Consequently, when your suspension is in need of repair, it can greatly affect your ability to control the vehicle properly. This is especially when making turns or when you are coming to a stop.

There are several warning signs that can help you determine when to bring your car in for suspension repair. Many people realize their shocks or struts are wearing out when they begin to notice even the smallest bump feels like hitting a speed hump. A rough ride is a definite signal that your vehicle’s suspension needs repair.

Do you feel as if your vehicle is “drifting” or “pulling” when you make a turn? This indicates that the shocks are no longer stabilizing the vehicle body against the centrifugal force of the turn increasing your risk for rollover. You may also feel the vehicle lurch downward and forward when you apply the brakes firmly. You may not realize how important this is, but the time it takes to stop can be significantly increased by a bad suspension.

Other indicators of a worn-out suspension are uneven tire wear and greasy or oily shocks or struts (this usually means they are leaking fluid and no longer working properly).

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Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: Even if you know that something is wrong with your vehicle suspension, it can be difficult to diagnose exactly what that is without professional help. Along with being a BMW repair shop near Iowa City, Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City      provides quality auto suspension repair services for all types of vehicles. Iowa City residents can rely on our experienced technicians to provide an accurate diagnosis as well as a professional repair. No matter what make or model your vehicle is, our team will have you back on the road quickly in a vehicle that is now safe and performing as it should.

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At Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City , we offer industry leading service at reasonable rates. We are also considered to be a premier BMW repair shop near Iowa City. Contact us for more information or to schedule an appointment when it’s most convenient for you. You will not be disappointed.

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Keeping Your Wheels on the Road

Your tires are the only parts of your car that touch the road, and your suspension system keeps them planted there. It absorbs all the bumps and holes in the highway, allowing you to drive as comfortably as possible. When your suspension begins to show signs of wear, odd noises start to show up and your car won’t handle quite the same.

For dedicated suspension repairs across Cook County, trust the experts at Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City. Our family-friendly business has been keeping you safe on the roads with professional suspension repairs since 1984. Along with this, we treat all our customers with the respect and honesty they deserve.

Quality Parts for Reliable Suspension Repairs

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: Considering our history in Iowa City, we know what to expect when it comes to suspension repairs. We’ve seen it all, while our ASE-Certified technicians have dealt with every type of suspension problem. Whether your GMC needs new struts, your Subaru requires sway bar links replaced, or your Land Rover has worn out ball joints, we utilize all means to do the job properly.

Suspension Repairs

Your truck’s suspension is an important part of its safe and comfortable operation.  A working suspension system will give you a comfortable ride and handle loads without issue. The handling of your truck is directly related to whether your suspension is in good condition.  If you start feeling every bump or rough patch on the road, or you feel that your truck leans to one side or the other when transporting a heavy load, it’s a sign your suspension needs attention.  Good working suspension protects your trailer and cargo from damage by cushioning any hard bumps in the road and keeps your truck aligned, a crucial part of safely driving on steep roads or sharp turns. Call Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City services and let one of our onsite repair techs come take a look at your suspension.  We will accurately diagnose and quickly fix you up and get you back on the road safely.  Don’t risk losing your cargo because of bad suspension.  

Cooling System Repairs

Overheating is an all too common problem with big rigs. Heavy loads can cause leaks and failures. Call today and we’ll come to you! When your truck is constantly getting too hot, there are a few things to look out for that might be causing the problem. Checking your coolant level regularly is important, as the slightest drop in the radiator will cause inadequate cooling. Radiator fans that aren’t working or aren’t coming on at the right time are another issue.  Even something as simple as a leaking hose can cause your truck to run hot. Don’t let any of these simple fixes cause a major engine failure.  

Trailer Repairs

A sound trailer is integral to your success as a truck driver. We handle all manners of trailer repairs from lift gates to trim parts to air suspension. And the last thing you want is for your trailer to be out of service.  When your trailer is out of service, it’s a massive inconvenience that not only costs you time, but hurts your wallet and your company’s reputation. Maintaining a trailer is easy to work into your regular maintenance routine, and the benefits can’t be overstated.  Trailers are one of the most frequently used parts of your operation, and seem to get the least attention when it comes to maintenance and repairs.  Doing any repairs as soon as you are aware of them is the best way to avoid downtime and more expensive breakdowns. Call Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City services and have one of our mobile repair techs come fix your trailer issues.  We’ll get you back to work in no time!

Air Brake Repairs

Brake failures are no joke. Don’t let a neglected brake job cause an accident. We do emergency brake repairs as well as routine maintenance. Heavy Duty trucks and trailers use air braking systems that rely on pressurized air instead of fluid for their braking power.  This makes them less prone to leaks than traditional fluid based systems, though they can still have their own unique problems.  Trailers are fitted with coupling systems which allow multiple trailers to be connected to the system with ease. Heavy loads and the massive weight of the truck and trailer alone wear heavily on air brakes. That means that when your big truck has a brake issue, it’s even more dangerous for you and the other drivers on the road.  Whenever you suspect your brakes need service, call the pros at Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City services, and we’ll make sure you are as safe as possible before you get back on the road.

Electrical Repairs

Your truck is a wonderland of electrical wires. If your lights are flickering or your truck is hard starting, that could indicate a problem with your alternator or wiring. Don’t let a simple wiring problem sideline your rig. Our experienced roadside truck repair techs have the knowledge and experience to accurately diagnose and fix your truck’s electrical issues. We can do everything from computer diagnostics to alternator changes and battery testing. Call Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City services today for your electrical truck repair needs.

Transmission Repairs

If your truck isn’t shifting like it should or misses gears while on the move, you should have it looked at by a professional mobile truck repair shop as soon as possible.  Leaking fluid, hard shifting, slipping gears or stalled transmission movement are all indicators that something is wrong. Transmissions contain many moving parts that require extra care and attention when being repaired. Our mobile truck repair specialists have the knowledge and experience to accurately diagnose any transmission problem you may be having. Our goal is to get your transmission back to work in the shortest time possible and at the most affordable cost to you.  We save you both time and money by meeting you at your location and having our large network of parts suppliers get your parts to us quickly.

Reliable Technicians For Quality Steering Repairs

At Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City services, we’re proud to have more than 26 years of experience in steering repairs for drivers across Erie County. Our ASE-Certified technicians will identify the issue with your steering system, whether it’s a common matter or a hard-to-find concern. From tie rod end replacements on your Audi, to rack and pinion repairs on your Chrysler, to power steering pump replacement on your Cadillac, we’ll do it all with efficiency and precision.

You don’t want to worry about your car’s steering problems suddenly reappearing because low-grade parts were used in your steering repair job. That’s why Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City services always use OEM and name-brand aftermarket parts for trusted, long-lasting steering repairs.

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Technicians Experienced in Foreign and Domestic Steering Repairs

Whether your vehicle is equipped with a recirculating ball steering system, rack and pinion, or electric power steering, our ASE-certified technicians are fully trained and experienced in repairing all minor and major steering repairs for all makes and models.

Thorough steering system inspections for accurate diagnosis

Once you bring your vehicle in, we’ll inspect the power steering fluid level and check the hoses and lines for potential leaks. We’ll also check the seals of the racks and pinions. Our diagnostic testing process consists of physical and visual checks along with a test drive for functionality. We want to get the diagnosis right the first time.

Comprehensive and Honest Overviews

After we find what’s ailing your vehicle, we’ll let you know honestly. We value trust, and we’ll never mislead you about the cost or scope of your steering repair. If your steering system has a hose leak or is low on power steering fluid, we’ll let you know so that you have all of the possible information.

No-Pressure Repair Recommendations

We’ll make a repair recommendation, but we want you to know that you are still in full control of the repairs process. You will be making all of the repair decisions, and we’ll never pressure you to make a decision you don’t want to do.

Steering Repairs Performed with Quality Parts

We only use the highest quality OEM and aftermarket auto parts in order to ensure the durability of your steering repair. We have access to high quality tie rods, steering columns, rack boots, control valves, and more steering parts.

Tips for Finding and Repairing Power Steering Leaks

Power steering leaks are common. They are caused by pressure, wear, and vibration, and usually show up after the system has been in service for a good number of miles. But these leaks may not always be easy to find.

Leaks may appear because of:

damaged hoses worn seals damaged fittings cracks in the reservoir worn pump bearings and seals worn seals in the rack and pinion

A power steering system operates under high pressure exceeding 1000 psi (6895 kPa). This pressure is enough to push oil through a worn seal or fitting or a damaged hose.

The following sections will help you locate a leaking component in your power steering system.

When working on your car, it’s a good idea to have the vehicle repair manual for your particular make and model. The configuration of the power steering system changes from one model to the next, so even an experienced repair person might have trouble locating or replacing a component without the help of the manual for the car.

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COST Each car has many parts that make up its suspension & steering system. Everything from the steering wheel you hold in your hands to various joints, rods, arms, shocks, springs and a dozen other parts, not to mention the tires. We’ve put everything you auto know about your cars suspension & steering system in one convenient place.

What are the laws around steering wheel knobs?

A steering wheel knob may be used by people who require mobility aids to assist in driving. Your individual situation and location will determine if the modification will require certification. If you are not disabled, then it is probably best not to fit one. If you are disabled, depending on which state you live in and the installation of the steering wheel spinner knob will determine if it requires certification.

Why does my steering wheel shake when I am braking?

There are many reasons for a steering wheel to shake. However, your wheels being out of alignment or unbalanced is the most common cause. If your steering wheel shakes only when braking, it may mean your brake rotors have worn unevenly, which prevents the brake pads from making proper, consistent contact with the rotors.

What’s the proper way to hold a steering wheel?

The recommended hand position when driving is known as ‘9 and 3’. If you picture your steering wheel as a clock face, you place your left hand where the 9 would be, and your right hand where the 3 would be.

What are the main power steering components?

The main power steering components are;

Power steering pump Rack and pinion Steering yoke/coupler Tie Rod ends Power steering hoses Suspension & Steering Cost How Much Does It Cost to Replace The Suspension?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: The time has come for you to get a new suspension. There are many parts of a car that will need to be replaced or repaired over time, due to various reasons such as damage, environmental reasons, or just normal wear-and-tear. You might be wondering how much a repair of the suspension is going to set you back. You need to look at the cost to repair or replace the suspension, plus the labor cost that will be associated with taking your car to an auto mechanic. The average cost of a suspension repair is between $1,000-$5,000.

How Much Does A Suspension Repair Cost?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: The technicians at Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City are often asked by our customers in the Stow area how much a suspension repair can cost. The suspension system in a vehicle consists of ball joints (linkages), shock absorbers and struts, and springs. The role of the suspension is to help the wheels maintain proper contact / friction with various road hindrances. The cost to replace a suspension in Stow is generally between $1,000 to $2,200 but can cost more for various luxury cars or specialty vehicles. The final cost of a suspension repair can depend on the type of vehicle, ie. make and model, year of vehicle, and the total amount of underside rust and wear. When Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City     does suspension repair we will usually recommend both left and right sides be replaced at the same time, and contingent on overall wear and tear, both the rear and front suspension systems should be repaired at the same time. This helps avoid new suspension parts and increases the stress of older and more worn parts. It should be mentioned that when considering the cost of suspension repair in the Stow area that when a suspension repair is completed a full wheel alignment may be necessary and can add about $60 to $120 dollars to the total suspension repair cost.

Power Steering Pump Repair Cost

The average cost to repair a power steering pump is somewhere between $200 and $350.To replace the power steering pump with a new part, it will cost between $400 and $800 (depending on car model and what shop you take it to).

Power Steering Hose Replacement Cost

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: Power steering hoses are typically made of rubber and they carry the power steering fluid to the rack and pinion of the power steering system. Unfortunately, these rubber hoses tend to crack after a while which causes the fluid they carry to leak.The actual repair job will likely consist of replacing the power steering high pressure hose or power steering return hose because of the crack it has that leaks fluid.

The cost to replace with new hoses will likely be between $100 and $300 for parts, depending on the make and model of your vehicle. The labor costs for the replacement will be between $80 and $160.

The labor costs depend on the hourly labor rate that the mechanic charges. Most mechanics charge $80 to $120 per hour and a power steering hose replacement service should take about an hour to perform. Therefore, the replacement cost will be between $180 and $460.

Power Steering Hose Repair Cost

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: If you want a cheaper and temporary alternative to replacing the hose, or if you’re out of town and need an emergency repair, you can fix the hose yourself. All you need is to find a local auto parts store and purchase a male-to-male brass coupler, 2 hose clamps, and something to cut the hose with.

Find the portion of hose which has the leak and cut off the section that’s bad. Insert the coupler inside each hose in the spot you cut out the bad hose and tighten each side via a hose clamp.

This temporary solution should cost you less than $10 and allows you to get back on the road. You’ll eventually want to completely replace the hose since its condition has deteriorated enough where it will likely develop other leaks.

FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS How does my vehicle’s suspension system work?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: If the roads of around the Stow area were perfectly level, a suspension system in your car or truck would not be required. But as we all know, the roads around the Stow are anything but level. Even the various highways around the Stow area have divots and bumps that when interacting with the wheels can result in the vehicle being jogged up and down. Void of a suspension system the bumps would directly impact the vehicle’s frame. The wheels of the vehicle would lose connection with the street and slam back onto the street surface, leaving the vehicle’s occupants with a ride similar to riding in a toy wagon. But fortunately, the suspension system of a vehicle moves the vehicle smoothly forward while the tires follow the bumps in the road.

Why do my brakes vibrate and/or my steering wheel shake when I press on the pedal?

This is an indication that either your front or rear brake rotors have warped. When this occurs the rotors have been compromised, they have high spots on them and the vibration will only continue to get worse.

How much does a suspension repair cost?

The technicians at Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City      are often asked by our customers in the Stow area how much a suspension repair can cost. The suspension system in a vehicle consists of ball joints (linkages), shock absorbers and struts, and springs. The role of the suspension is to help the wheels maintain proper contact / friction with various road hindrances. The cost to replace a suspension in Stow is generally between $1,000 to $2,200 but can cost more for various luxury cars or specialty vehicles. The final cost of a suspension repair can depend on the type of vehicle, ie. make and model, year of vehicle, and the total amount of underside rust and wear. When Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City does suspension repair we will usually recommend both left and right sides be replaced at the same time, and contingent on overall wear and tear, both the rear and front suspension systems should be repaired at the same time. This helps avoid new suspension parts and increases the stress of older and more worn parts. It should be mentioned that when considering the cost of suspension repair in the Stow area that when a suspension repair is completed a full wheel alignment may be necessary and can add about $60 to $120 dollars to the total suspension repair cost.

How can I tell if I need new shocks for my vehicle?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Iowa City: When trying to determine if our customers in the greater Stow area need new shocks, our automotive shock specialists tell them that if possible follow these four simple steps:

Position one’s self to a corner of the vehicle and directly above a wheel.

With firm gestures, push down on the body of the vehicle and bounce the vehicle up and down 3 to 4 times

When releasing the vehicle observe the reaction. When the bouncing ceases within one rise and fall after stopping the shocks are working properly. When the vehicle continues to bounce repeatedly the shocks are more than likely worn.

Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City suggests that the shocks be inspected with a flashlight. The wheels may need to be turned to provide access when kneeled down to see them. Using the flashlight one should inspect the shocks to see if liquid is present. If liquid is present it may indicate that hydraulic fluid is leaking through faulty seals and most likely needs to be replaced.

How much does it cost to replace shocks?

Mobile Auto Truck Repair Iowa City   is occasionally asked by our customers in the Stow area how much they can expect to pay to replace shocks in their vehicles. Our automotive shock specialists tell them that the cost to replace car shock absorbers can vary on different factors to include the age of the car or truck and whether it is a performance car or a typical passenger car.

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Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: Properly aligned steering and suspension can help deliver a smooth and controlled ride. Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen offers quality affordable McAllen TX auto repair services and McAllen TX Suspension Repair.

What they do: The steering system and shocks bear the weight of your vehicle, keep the tires on the road when driving and help in delivering a smoother, more controlled trip.

Why service is necessary: The steering and suspension system needs to be checked a minimum of annually to prevent major repairs. Anytime you feel indicators of steering or suspension troubles have your mechanic evaluate your car to fix the complication swiftly. Prolonged steering and suspension issues will cause extreme safety risks in the future.

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Indicators that you need your steering and suspension system inspected include:

Pulling to the side Troubles steering Issues driving over uneven roadways or dips Car continues to bounce after hitting a bump Tires wander or wiggle Steering seems to be sliding To help see to it your steering and suspension systems are functioning effectively, a professional may examine all your steering and suspension parts, and will also check:

Power steering fluid Tightness of nuts and bolts Uneven tires or wear Out of balance tires Loose or used power steering belts Troubles with alignment Impacts and/or Struts Steering Wheel Alignment Our specialists will also inspect your tires and wheel balance to see if the complications are not tire-related. We will take care of all your steering requirements, call or stop in today for a quote!

Your vehicle’s suspension system (i.e., shocks and struts) is a network of parts that provides the smooth, stable ride you have come to expect. These parts support several tons of metal on a daily basis, are subjected to extensive wear and tear, and yet we often take these components for granted. At some point, your shocks will no longer work well, and suspension repair will be necessary to keep your car performing properly.

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Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: We offer a full range of garage services to vehicle owners in McAllen TX. We can help you with everything from an oil change to an engine change. We can handle any problem on European and import vehicles.

We make auto repair more convenient for you We are a friendly and professional group of people We handle a wide range of car services Same day service for most repairs and maintenance We get the job done right the first time Many people mistakenly believe that the suspension system’s only function is to provide a smooth ride. However, the vehicle’s suspension system is primarily there to provide stability. Consequently, when your suspension is in need of repair, it can greatly affect your ability to control the vehicle properly. This is especially when making turns or when you are coming to a stop.

There are several warning signs that can help you determine when to bring your car in for suspension repair. Many people realize their shocks or struts are wearing out when they begin to notice even the smallest bump feels like hitting a speed hump. A rough ride is a definite signal that your vehicle’s suspension needs repair.

Do you feel as if your vehicle is “drifting” or “pulling” when you make a turn? This indicates that the shocks are no longer stabilizing the vehicle body against the centrifugal force of the turn increasing your risk for rollover. You may also feel the vehicle lurch downward and forward when you apply the brakes firmly. You may not realize how important this is, but the time it takes to stop can be significantly increased by a bad suspension.

Other indicators of a worn-out suspension are uneven tire wear and greasy or oily shocks or struts (this usually means they are leaking fluid and no longer working properly).

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Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: Even if you know that something is wrong with your vehicle suspension, it can be difficult to diagnose exactly what that is without professional help. Along with being a BMW repair shop near McAllen TX, Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen provides quality auto suspension repair services for all types of vehicles. McAllen TX residents can rely on our experienced technicians to provide an accurate diagnosis as well as a professional repair. No matter what make or model your vehicle is, our team will have you back on the road quickly in a vehicle that is now safe and performing as it should.

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At Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen, we offer industry leading service at reasonable rates. We are also considered to be a premier BMW repair shop near McAllen TX. Contact us for more information or to schedule an appointment when it’s most convenient for you. You will not be disappointed.

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Keeping Your Wheels on the Road

Your tires are the only parts of your car that touch the road, and your suspension system keeps them planted there. It absorbs all the bumps and holes in the highway, allowing you to drive as comfortably as possible. When your suspension begins to show signs of wear, odd noises start to show up and your car won’t handle quite the same.

For dedicated suspension repairs across Cook County, trust the experts at Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen Our family-friendly business has been keeping you safe on the roads with professional suspension repairs since 1984. Along with this, we treat all our customers with the respect and honesty they deserve

Quality Parts for Reliable Suspension Repairs

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: Considering our history in McAllen TX, we know what to expect when it comes to suspension repairs. We’ve seen it all, while our ASE-Certified technicians have dealt with every type of suspension problem. Whether your GMC needs new struts, your Subaru requires sway bar links replaced, or your Land Rover has worn out ball joints, we utilize all means to do the job properly.

Suspension Repairs

Your truck’s suspension is an important part of its safe and comfortable operation.  A working suspension system will give you a comfortable ride and handle loads without issue. The handling of your truck is directly related to whether your suspension is in good condition.  If you start feeling every bump or rough patch on the road, or you feel that your truck leans to one side or the other when transporting a heavy load, it’s a sign your suspension needs attention.  Good working suspension protects your trailer and cargo from damage by cushioning any hard bumps in the road and keeps your truck aligned, a crucial part of safely driving on steep roads or sharp turns. Call Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen services and let one of our onsite repair techs come take a look at your suspension.  We will accurately diagnose and quickly fix you up and get you back on the road safely.  Don’t risk losing your cargo because of bad suspension.  

Cooling System Repairs

Overheating is an all too common problem with big rigs. Heavy loads can cause leaks and failures. Call today and we’ll come to you! When your truck is constantly getting too hot, there are a few things to look out for that might be causing the problem. Checking your coolant level regularly is important, as the slightest drop in the radiator will cause inadequate cooling. Radiator fans that aren’t working or aren’t coming on at the right time are another issue.  Even something as simple as a leaking hose can cause your truck to run hot. Don’t let any of these simple fixes cause a major engine failure.  

Trailer Repairs

A sound trailer is integral to your success as a truck driver. We handle all manners of trailer repairs from lift gates to trim parts to air suspension. And the last thing you want is for your trailer to be out of service.  When your trailer is out of service, it’s a massive inconvenience that not only costs you time, but hurts your wallet and your company’s reputation. Maintaining a trailer is easy to work into your regular maintenance routine, and the benefits can’t be overstated.  Trailers are one of the most frequently used parts of your operation, and seem to get the least attention when it comes to maintenance and repairs.  Doing any repairs as soon as you are aware of them is the best way to avoid downtime and more expensive breakdowns. Call Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen services and have one of our mobile repair techs come fix your trailer issues.  We’ll get you back to work in no time!

Air Brake Repairs

Brake failures are no joke. Don’t let a neglected brake job cause an accident. We do emergency brake repairs as well as routine maintenance. Heavy Duty trucks and trailers use air braking systems that rely on pressurized air instead of fluid for their braking power.  This makes them less prone to leaks than traditional fluid based systems, though they can still have their own unique problems.  Trailers are fitted with coupling systems which allow multiple trailers to be connected to the system with ease. Heavy loads and the massive weight of the truck and trailer alone wear heavily on air brakes. That means that when your big truck has a brake issue, it’s even more dangerous for you and the other drivers on the road.  Whenever you suspect your brakes need service, call the pros at Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen services, and we’ll make sure you are as safe as possible before you get back on the road.

Electrical Repairs

Your truck is a wonderland of electrical wires. If your lights are flickering or your truck is hard starting, that could indicate a problem with your alternator or wiring. Don’t let a simple wiring problem sideline your rig. Our experienced roadside truck repair techs have the knowledge and experience to accurately diagnose and fix your truck’s electrical issues. We can do everything from computer diagnostics to alternator changes and battery testing. Call Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen services today for your electrical truck repair needs.

Transmission Repairs

If your truck isn’t shifting like it should or misses gears while on the move, you should have it looked at by a professional mobile truck repair shop as soon as possible.  Leaking fluid, hard shifting, slipping gears or stalled transmission movement are all indicators that something is wrong. Transmissions contain many moving parts that require extra care and attention when being repaired. Our mobile truck repair specialists have the knowledge and experience to accurately diagnose any transmission problem you may be having. Our goal is to get your transmission back to work in the shortest time possible and at the most affordable cost to you.  We save you both time and money by meeting you at your location and having our large network of parts suppliers get your parts to us quickly.

Reliable Technicians For Quality Steering Repairs

At Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen services, we’re proud to have more than 26 years of experience in steering repairs for drivers across Erie County. Our ASE-Certified technicians will identify the issue with your steering system, whether it’s a common matter or a hard-to-find concern. From tie rod end replacements on your Audi, to rack and pinion repairs on your Chrysler, to power steering pump replacement on your Cadillac, we’ll do it all with efficiency and precision.

You don’t want to worry about your car’s steering problems suddenly reappearing because low-grade parts were used in your steering repair job. That’s why Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen services always use OEM and name-brand aftermarket parts for trusted, long-lasting steering repairs.

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Technicians Experienced in Foreign and Domestic Steering Repairs

Whether your vehicle is equipped with a recirculating ball steering system, rack and pinion, or electric power steering, our ASE-certified technicians are fully trained and experienced in repairing all minor and major steering repairs for all makes and models.

Thorough steering system inspections for accurate diagnosis

Once you bring your vehicle in, we’ll inspect the power steering fluid level and check the hoses and lines for potential leaks. We’ll also check the seals of the racks and pinions. Our diagnostic testing process consists of physical and visual checks along with a test drive for functionality. We want to get the diagnosis right the first time.

Comprehensive and Honest Overviews

After we find what’s ailing your vehicle, we’ll let you know honestly. We value trust, and we’ll never mislead you about the cost or scope of your steering repair. If your steering system has a hose leak or is low on power steering fluid, we’ll let you know so that you have all of the possible information.

No-Pressure Repair Recommendations

We’ll make a repair recommendation, but we want you to know that you are still in full control of the repairs process. You will be making all of the repair decisions, and we’ll never pressure you to make a decision you don’t want to do.

Steering Repairs Performed with Quality Parts

We only use the highest quality OEM and aftermarket auto parts in order to ensure the durability of your steering repair. We have access to high quality tie rods, steering columns, rack boots, control valves, and more steering parts.

Tips for Finding and Repairing Power Steering Leaks

Power steering leaks are common. They are caused by pressure, wear, and vibration, and usually show up after the system has been in service for a good number of miles. But these leaks may not always be easy to find.

Leaks may appear because of:

damaged hoses worn seals damaged fittings cracks in the reservoir worn pump bearings and seals worn seals in the rack and pinion A power steering system operates under high pressure exceeding 1000 psi (6895 kPa). This pressure is enough to push oil through a worn seal or fitting or a damaged hose.

The following sections will help you locate a leaking component in your power steering system.

When working on your car, it’s a good idea to have the vehicle repair manual for your particular make and model. The configuration of the power steering system changes from one model to the next, so even an experienced repair person might have trouble locating or replacing a component without the help of the manual for the car.

COST Each car has many parts that make up its suspension & steering system. Everything from the steering wheel you hold in your hands to various joints, rods, arms, shocks, springs and a dozen other parts, not to mention the tires. We’ve put everything you auto know about your cars suspension & steering system in one convenient place.

What are the laws around steering wheel knobs?

A steering wheel knob may be used by people who require mobility aids to assist in driving. Your individual situation and location will determine if the modification will require certification. If you are not disabled, then it is probably best not to fit one. If you are disabled, depending on which state you live in and the installation of the steering wheel spinner knob will determine if it requires certification.

Why does my steering wheel shake when I am braking?

There are many reasons for a steering wheel to shake. However, your wheels being out of alignment or unbalanced is the most common cause. If your steering wheel shakes only when braking, it may mean your brake rotors have worn unevenly, which prevents the brake pads from making proper, consistent contact with the rotors.

What’s the proper way to hold a steering wheel?

The recommended hand position when driving is known as ‘9 and 3’. If you picture your steering wheel as a clock face, you place your left hand where the 9 would be, and your right hand where the 3 would be.

What are the main power steering components?

The main power steering components are;

Power steering pump Rack and pinion Steering yoke/coupler Tie Rod ends Power steering hoses Suspension & Steering Cost How Much Does It Cost to Replace The Suspension?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: The time has come for you to get a new suspension. There are many parts of a car that will need to be replaced or repaired over time, due to various reasons such as damage, environmental reasons, or just normal wear-and-tear. You might be wondering how much a repair of the suspension is going to set you back. You need to look at the cost to repair or replace the suspension, plus the labor cost that will be associated with taking your car to an auto mechanic. The average cost of a suspension repair is between $1,000-$5,000.

How Much Does A Suspension Repair Cost?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: The technicians at Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen are often asked by our customers in the Stow area how much a suspension repair can cost. The suspension system in a vehicle consists of ball joints (linkages), shock absorbers and struts, and springs. The role of the suspension is to help the wheels maintain proper contact / friction with various road hindrances. The cost to replace a suspension in Stow is generally between $1,000 to $2,200 but can cost more for various luxury cars or specialty vehicles. The final cost of a suspension repair can depend on the type of vehicle, ie. make and model, year of vehicle, and the total amount of underside rust and wear. When Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen does suspension repair we will usually recommend both left and right sides be replaced at the same time, and contingent on overall wear and tear, both the rear and front suspension systems should be repaired at the same time. This helps avoid new suspension parts and increases the stress of older and more worn parts. It should be mentioned that when considering the cost of suspension repair in the Stow area that when a suspension repair is completed a full wheel alignment may be necessary and can add about $60 to $120 dollars to the total suspension repair cost.

Power Steering Pump Repair Cost

The average cost to repair a power steering pump is somewhere between $200 and $350.To replace the power steering pump with a new part, it will cost between $400 and $800 (depending on car model and what shop you take it to).

Power Steering Hose Replacement Cost

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: Power steering hoses are typically made of rubber and they carry the power steering fluid to the rack and pinion of the power steering system. Unfortunately, these rubber hoses tend to crack after a while which causes the fluid they carry to leak.The actual repair job will likely consist of replacing the power steering high pressure hose or power steering return hose because of the crack it has that leaks fluid.

The cost to replace with new hoses will likely be between $100 and $300 for parts, depending on the make and model of your vehicle. The labor costs for the replacement will be between $80 and $160.

The labor costs depend on the hourly labor rate that the mechanic charges. Most mechanics charge $80 to $120 per hour and a power steering hose replacement service should take about an hour to perform. Therefore, the replacement cost will be between $180 and $460.

Power Steering Hose Repair Cost

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: If you want a cheaper and temporary alternative to replacing the hose, or if you’re out of town and need an emergency repair, you can fix the hose yourself. All you need is to find a local auto parts store and purchase a male-to-male brass coupler, 2 hose clamps, and something to cut the hose with.

Find the portion of hose which has the leak and cut off the section that’s bad. Insert the coupler inside each hose in the spot you cut out the bad hose and tighten each side via a hose clamp.

This temporary solution should cost you less than $10 and allows you to get back on the road. You’ll eventually want to completely replace the hose since its condition has deteriorated enough where it will likely develop other leaks.

FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS How does my vehicle’s suspension system work?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: If the roads of around the Stow area were perfectly level, a suspension system in your car or truck would not be required. But as we all know, the roads around the Stow are anything but level. Even the various highways around the Stow area have divots and bumps that when interacting with the wheels can result in the vehicle being jogged up and down. Void of a suspension system the bumps would directly impact the vehicle’s frame. The wheels of the vehicle would lose connection with the street and slam back onto the street surface, leaving the vehicle’s occupants with a ride similar to riding in a toy wagon. But fortunately, the suspension system of a vehicle moves the vehicle smoothly forward while the tires follow the bumps in the road.

Why do my brakes vibrate and/or my steering wheel shake when I press on the pedal?

This is an indication that either your front or rear brake rotors have warped. When this occurs the rotors have been compromised, they have high spots on them and the vibration will only continue to get worse.

How much does a suspension repair cost?

The technicians at Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen are often asked by our customers in the Stow area how much a suspension repair can cost. The suspension system in a vehicle consists of ball joints (linkages), shock absorbers and struts, and springs. The role of the suspension is to help the wheels maintain proper contact / friction with various road hindrances. The cost to replace a suspension in Stow is generally between $1,000 to $2,200 but can cost more for various luxury cars or specialty vehicles. The final cost of a suspension repair can depend on the type of vehicle, ie. make and model, year of vehicle, and the total amount of underside rust and wear. When Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen does suspension repair we will usually recommend both left and right sides be replaced at the same time, and contingent on overall wear and tear, both the rear and front suspension systems should be repaired at the same time. This helps avoid new suspension parts and increases the stress of older and more worn parts. It should be mentioned that when considering the cost of suspension repair in the Stow area that when a suspension repair is completed a full wheel alignment may be necessary and can add about $60 to $120 dollars to the total suspension repair cost.

How can I tell if I need new shocks for my vehicle?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near McAllen TX: When trying to determine if our customers in the greater Stow area need new shocks, our automotive shock specialists tell them that if possible follow these four simple steps:

Position one’s self to a corner of the vehicle and directly above a wheel.

With firm gestures, push down on the body of the vehicle and bounce the vehicle up and down 3 to 4 times

When releasing the vehicle observe the reaction. When the bouncing ceases within one rise and fall after stopping the shocks are working properly. When the vehicle continues to bounce repeatedly the shocks are more than likely worn.

Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen suggests that the shocks be inspected with a flashlight. The wheels may need to be turned to provide access when kneeled down to see them. Using the flashlight one should inspect the shocks to see if liquid is present. If liquid is present it may indicate that hydraulic fluid is leaking through faulty seals and most likely needs to be replaced.

How much does it cost to replace shocks?

Mobile Auto Truck Repair McAllen is occasionally asked by our customers in the Stow area how much they can expect to pay to replace shocks in their vehicles. Our automotive shock specialists tell them that the cost to replace car shock absorbers can vary on different factors to include the age of the car or truck and whether it is a performance car or a typical passenger car.

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Suspension & Steering Repair in 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: Properly aligned steering and suspension can help deliver a smooth and controlled ride. 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha offers quality affordable Omaha NE auto repair services and Omaha NE Suspension Repair. What they do: The steering system and shocks bear the weight of your vehicle, keep the tires on the road when driving and help in delivering a smoother, more controlled trip. Why service is necessary: The steering and suspension system needs to be checked a minimum of annually to prevent major repairs. Anytime you feel indicators of steering or suspension troubles have your mechanic evaluate your car to fix the complication swiftly. Prolonged steering and suspension issues will cause extreme safety risks in the future.

Omaha NE Suspension & Steering Repair Services Indicators that you need your steering and suspension system inspected include: ● Pulling to the side ● Troubles steering ● Issues driving over uneven roadways or dips ● Car continues to bounce after hitting a bump ● Tires wander or wiggle ● Steering seems to be sliding To help see to it your steering and suspension systems are functioning effectively, a professional may examine all your steering and suspension parts, and will also check: ● Power steering fluid ● Tightness of nuts and bolts ● Uneven tires or wear ● Out of balance tires ● Loose or used power steering belts ● Troubles with alignment ● Impacts and/or Struts ● Steering Wheel Alignment Our specialists will also inspect your tires and wheel balance to see if the complications are not tire-related. We will take care of all your steering requirements, call or stop in today for a quote! Your vehicle’s suspension system (i.e., shocks and struts) is a network of parts that provides the smooth, stable ride you have come to expect. These parts support several tons of metal on a daily basis, are subjected to extensive wear and tear, and yet we often take these components for granted. At some point, your shocks will no longer work well, and suspension repair will be necessary to keep your car performing properly.

Why Choose Us

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: We offer a full range of garage services to vehicle owners in Omaha NE. We can help you with everything from an oil change to an engine change. We can handle any problem on European and import vehicles. ● We make auto repair more convenient for you ● We are a friendly and professional group of people ● We handle a wide range of car services ● Same day service for most repairs and maintenance ● We get the job done right the first time

Many people mistakenly believe that the suspension system’s only function is to provide a smooth ride. However, the vehicle’s suspension system is primarily there to provide stability. Consequently, when your suspension is in need of repair, it can greatly affect your ability to control the vehicle properly. This is especially when making turns or when you are coming to a stop.

There are several warning signs that can help you determine when to bring your car in for suspension repair. Many people realize their shocks or struts are wearing out when they begin to notice even the smallest bump feels like hitting a speed hump. A rough ride is a definite signal that your vehicle’s suspension needs repair.

Do you feel as if your vehicle is “drifting” or “pulling” when you make a turn? This indicates that the shocks are no longer stabilizing the vehicle body against the centrifugal force of the turn increasing your risk for rollover. You may also feel the vehicle lurch downward and forward when you apply the brakes firmly. You may not realize how important this is, but the time it takes to stop can be significantly increased by a bad suspension.

Other indicators of a worn-out suspension are uneven tire wear and greasy or oily shocks or struts (this usually means they are leaking fluid and no longer working properly).

Auto Suspension Inspection

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: Even if you know that something is wrong with your vehicle suspension, it can be difficult to diagnose exactly what that is without professional help. Along with being a BMW repair shop near Omaha NE, 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha provides quality auto suspension repair services for all types of vehicles. Omaha NE residents can rely on our experienced technicians to provide an accurate diagnosis as well as a professional repair. No matter what make or model your vehicle is, our team will have you back on the road quickly in a vehicle that is now safe and performing as it should.

Car Suspension Service

At 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha, we offer industry leading service at reasonable rates. We are also considered to be a premier BMW repair shop near Omaha NE. Contact us for more information or to schedule an appointment when it’s most convenient for you. You will not be disappointed. Auto Suspension Specialists Omaha NE.

Keeping Your Wheels on the Road

Your tires are the only parts of your car that touch the road, and your suspension system keeps them planted there. It absorbs all the bumps and holes in the highway, allowing you to drive as comfortably as possible. When your suspension begins to show signs of wear, odd noises start to show up and your car won’t handle quite the same.

For dedicated suspension repairs across Cook County, trust the experts at 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha. Our family-friendly business has been keeping you safe on the roads with professional suspension repairs since 1984. Along with this, we treat all our customers with the respect and honesty they deserve.

Quality Parts for Reliable Suspension Repairs

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: Considering our history in Omaha NE, we know what to expect when it comes to suspension repairs. We’ve seen it all, while our ASE-Certified technicians have dealt with every type of suspension problem. Whether your GMC needs new struts, your Subaru requires sway bar links replaced, or your Land Rover has worn out ball joints, we utilize all means to do the job properly.

Suspension Repairs Your truck’s suspension is an important part of its safe and comfortable operation.  A working suspension system will give you a comfortable ride and handle loads without issue. The handling of your truck is directly related to whether your suspension is in good condition.  If you start feeling every bump or rough patch on the road, or you feel that your truck leans to one side or the other when transporting a heavy load, it’s a sign your suspension needs attention.  Good working suspension protects your trailer and cargo from damage by cushioning any hard bumps in the road and keeps your truck aligned, a crucial part of safely driving on steep roads or sharp turns. Call 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha services and let one of our onsite repair techs come take a look at your suspension.  We will accurately diagnose and quickly fix you up and get you back on the road safely.  Don’t risk losing your cargo because of bad suspension.  

Cooling System Repairs Overheating is an all too common problem with big rigs. Heavy loads can cause leaks and failures. Call today and we’ll come to you! When your truck is constantly getting too hot, there are a few things to look out for that might be causing the problem. Checking your coolant level regularly is important, as the slightest drop in the radiator will cause inadequate cooling. Radiator fans that aren’t working or aren’t coming on at the right time are another issue.  Even something as simple as a leaking hose can cause your truck to run hot. Don’t let any of these simple fixes cause a major engine failure.  

Trailer Repairs A sound trailer is integral to your success as a truck driver. We handle all manners of trailer repairs from lift gates to trim parts to air suspension. And the last thing you want is for your trailer to be out of service.  When your trailer is out of service, it’s a massive inconvenience that not only costs you time, but hurts your wallet and your company’s reputation. Maintaining a trailer is easy to work into your regular maintenance routine, and the benefits can’t be overstated.  Trailers are one of the most frequently used parts of your operation, and seem to get the least attention when it comes to maintenance and repairs.  Doing any repairs as soon as you are aware of them is the best way to avoid downtime and more expensive breakdowns. Call 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha services and have one of our mobile repair techs come fix your trailer issues.  We’ll get you back to work in no time!

Air Brake Repairs Brake failures are no joke. Don’t let a neglected brake job cause an accident. We do emergency brake repairs as well as routine maintenance. Heavy Duty trucks and trailers use air braking systems that rely on pressurized air instead of fluid for their braking power.  This makes them less prone to leaks than traditional fluid based systems, though they can still have their own unique problems.  Trailers are fitted with coupling systems which allow multiple trailers to be connected to the system with ease. Heavy loads and the massive weight of the truck and trailer alone wear heavily on air brakes. That means that when your big truck has a brake issue, it’s even more dangerous for you and the other drivers on the road.  Whenever you suspect your brakes need service, call the pros at 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha services, and we’ll make sure you are as safe as possible before you get back on the road.  

Electrical Repairs Your truck is a wonderland of electrical wires. If your lights are flickering or your truck is hard starting, that could indicate a problem with your alternator or wiring. Don’t let a simple wiring problem sideline your rig. Our experienced roadside truck repair techs have the knowledge and experience to accurately diagnose and fix your truck’s electrical issues. We can do everything from computer diagnostics to alternator changes and battery testing. Call 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha services today for your electrical truck repair needs.

Transmission Repairs If your truck isn’t shifting like it should or misses gears while on the move, you should have it looked at by a professional mobile truck repair shop as soon as possible.  Leaking fluid, hard shifting, slipping gears or stalled transmission movement are all indicators that something is wrong. Transmissions contain many moving parts that require extra care and attention when being repaired. Our mobile truck repair specialists have the knowledge and experience to accurately diagnose any transmission problem you may be having. Our goal is to get your transmission back to work in the shortest time possible and at the most affordable cost to you.  We save you both time and money by meeting you at your location and having our large network of parts suppliers get your parts to us quickly.  

Reliable Technicians For Quality Steering Repairs At 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha services, we’re proud to have more than 26 years of experience in steering repairs for drivers across Erie County. Our ASE-Certified technicians will identify the issue with your steering system, whether it’s a common matter or a hard-to-find concern. From tie rod end replacements on your Audi, to rack and pinion repairs on your Chrysler, to power steering pump replacement on your Cadillac, we’ll do it all with efficiency and precision. You don’t want to worry about your car’s steering problems suddenly reappearing because low-grade parts were used in your steering repair job. That’s why 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha services always use OEM and name-brand aftermarket parts for trusted, long-lasting steering repairs.

Why Choose Precision Automotive For Your Steering Repair? Technicians Experienced in Foreign and Domestic Steering Repairs Whether your vehicle is equipped with a recirculating ball steering system, rack and pinion, or electric power steering, our ASE-certified technicians are fully trained and experienced in repairing all minor and major steering repairs for all makes and models. Thorough steering system inspections for accurate diagnosis Once you bring your vehicle in, we’ll inspect the power steering fluid level and check the hoses and lines for potential leaks. We’ll also check the seals of the racks and pinions. Our diagnostic testing process consists of physical and visual checks along with a test drive for functionality. We want to get the diagnosis right the first time. Comprehensive and Honest Overviews After we find what’s ailing your vehicle, we’ll let you know honestly. We value trust, and we’ll never mislead you about the cost or scope of your steering repair. If your steering system has a hose leak or is low on power steering fluid, we’ll let you know so that you have all of the possible information. No-Pressure Repair Recommendations We’ll make a repair recommendation, but we want you to know that you are still in full control of the repairs process. You will be making all of the repair decisions, and we’ll never pressure you to make a decision you don’t want to do. Steering Repairs Performed with Quality Parts We only use the highest quality OEM and aftermarket auto parts in order to ensure the durability of your steering repair. We have access to high quality tie rods, steering columns, rack boots, control valves, and more steering parts.

Tips for Finding and Repairing Power Steering Leaks Power steering leaks are common. They are caused by pressure, wear, and vibration, and usually show up after the system has been in service for a good number of miles. But these leaks may not always be easy to find. Leaks may appear because of: ● damaged hoses ● worn seals ● damaged fittings ● cracks in the reservoir ● worn pump bearings and seals ● worn seals in the rack and pinion A power steering system operates under high pressure exceeding 1000 psi (6895 kPa). This pressure is enough to push oil through a worn seal or fitting or a damaged hose. The following sections will help you locate a leaking component in your power steering system. When working on your car, it's a good idea to have the vehicle repair manual for your particular make and model. The configuration of the power steering system changes from one model to the next, so even an experienced repair person might have trouble locating or replacing a component without the help of the manual for the car.

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Each car has many parts that make up its suspension & steering system. Everything from the steering wheel you hold in your hands to various joints, rods, arms, shocks, springs and a dozen other parts, not to mention the tires. We’ve put everything you auto know about your cars suspension & steering system in one convenient place.

What are the laws around steering wheel knobs?

A steering wheel knob may be used by people who require mobility aids to assist in driving. Your individual situation and location will determine if the modification will require certification. If you are not disabled, then it is probably best not to fit one. If you are disabled, depending on which state you live in and the installation of the steering wheel spinner knob will determine if it requires certification.

Why does my steering wheel shake when I am braking?

There are many reasons for a steering wheel to shake. However, your wheels being out of alignment or unbalanced is the most common cause. If your steering wheel shakes only when braking, it may mean your brake rotors have worn unevenly, which prevents the brake pads from making proper, consistent contact with the rotors.

What's the proper way to hold a steering wheel?

The recommended hand position when driving is known as ‘9 and 3’. If you picture your steering wheel as a clock face, you place your left hand where the 9 would be, and your right hand where the 3 would be.

What are the main power steering components?

The main power steering components are; ● Power steering pump ● Rack and pinion ● Steering yoke/coupler ● Tie Rod ends ● Power steering hoses

Suspension & Steering Cost How Much Does It Cost to Replace The Suspension?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: The time has come for you to get a new suspension. There are many parts of a car that will need to be replaced or repaired over time, due to various reasons such as damage, environmental reasons, or just normal wear-and-tear. You might be wondering how much a repair of the suspension is going to set you back. You need to look at the cost to repair or replace the suspension, plus the labor cost that will be associated with taking your car to an auto mechanic. The average cost of a suspension repair is between $1,000-$5,000.

How Much Does A Suspension Repair Cost?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: The technicians at 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha are often asked by our customers in the Stow area how much a suspension repair can cost. The suspension system in a vehicle consists of ball joints (linkages), shock absorbers and struts, and springs. The role of the suspension is to help the wheels maintain proper contact / friction with various road hindrances. The cost to replace a suspension in Stow is generally between $1,000 to $2,200 but can cost more for various luxury cars or specialty vehicles. The final cost of a suspension repair can depend on the type of vehicle, ie. make and model, year of vehicle, and the total amount of underside rust and wear. When 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha does suspension repair we will usually recommend both left and right sides be replaced at the same time, and contingent on overall wear and tear, both the rear and front suspension systems should be repaired at the same time. This helps avoid new suspension parts and increases the stress of older and more worn parts. It should be mentioned that when considering the cost of suspension repair in the Stow area that when a suspension repair is completed a full wheel alignment may be necessary and can add about $60 to $120 dollars to the total suspension repair cost.

Power Steering Pump Repair Cost

The average cost to repair a power steering pump is somewhere between $200 and $350.To replace the power steering pump with a new part, it will cost between $400 and $800 (depending on car model and what shop you take it to).

Power Steering Hose Replacement Cost

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: Power steering hoses are typically made of rubber and they carry the power steering fluid to the rack and pinion of the power steering system. Unfortunately, these rubber hoses tend to crack after a while which causes the fluid they carry to leak.The actual repair job will likely consist of replacing the power steering high pressure hose or power steering return hose because of the crack it has that leaks fluid.

The cost to replace with new hoses will likely be between $100 and $300 for parts, depending on the make and model of your vehicle. The labor costs for the replacement will be between $80 and $160.

The labor costs depend on the hourly labor rate that the mechanic charges. Most mechanics charge $80 to $120 per hour and a power steering hose replacement service should take about an hour to perform. Therefore, the replacement cost will be between $180 and $460.

Power Steering Hose Repair Cost

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: If you want a cheaper and temporary alternative to replacing the hose, or if you’re out of town and need an emergency repair, you can fix the hose yourself. All you need is to find a local auto parts store and purchase a male-to-male brass coupler, 2 hose clamps, and something to cut the hose with.

Find the portion of hose which has the leak and cut off the section that’s bad. Insert the coupler inside each hose in the spot you cut out the bad hose and tighten each side via a hose clamp.

This temporary solution should cost you less than $10 and allows you to get back on the road. You’ll eventually want to completely replace the hose since its condition has deteriorated enough where it will likely develop other leaks.

FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS

How does my vehicle's suspension system work?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: If the roads of around the Stow area were perfectly level, a suspension system in your car or truck would not be required. But as we all know, the roads around the Stow are anything but level. Even the various highways around the Stow area have divots and bumps that when interacting with the wheels can result in the vehicle being jogged up and down. Void of a suspension system the bumps would directly impact the vehicle's frame. The wheels of the vehicle would lose connection with the street and slam back onto the street surface, leaving the vehicle's occupants with a ride similar to riding in a toy wagon. But fortunately, the suspension system of a vehicle moves the vehicle smoothly forward while the tires follow the bumps in the road.

Why do my brakes vibrate and/or my steering wheel shake when I press on the pedal?

This is an indication that either your front or rear brake rotors have warped. When this occurs the rotors have been compromised, they have high spots on them and the vibration will only continue to get worse.

How much does a suspension repair cost?

The technicians at 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha are often asked by our customers in the Stow area how much a suspension repair can cost. The suspension system in a vehicle consists of ball joints (linkages), shock absorbers and struts, and springs. The role of the suspension is to help the wheels maintain proper contact / friction with various road hindrances. The cost to replace a suspension in Stow is generally between $1,000 to $2,200 but can cost more for various luxury cars or specialty vehicles. The final cost of a suspension repair can depend on the type of vehicle, ie. make and model, year of vehicle, and the total amount of underside rust and wear. When 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha does suspension repair we will usually recommend both left and right sides be replaced at the same time, and contingent on overall wear and tear, both the rear and front suspension systems should be repaired at the same time. This helps avoid new suspension parts and increases the stress of older and more worn parts. It should be mentioned that when considering the cost of suspension repair in the Stow area that when a suspension repair is completed a full wheel alignment may be necessary and can add about $60 to $120 dollars to the total suspension repair cost.

How can I tell if I need new shocks for my vehicle?

Suspension & Steering Repair Service near Omaha NE: When trying to determine if our customers in the greater Stow area need new shocks, our automotive shock specialists tell them that if possible follow these four simple steps: Position one's self to a corner of the vehicle and directly above a wheel. With firm gestures, push down on the body of the vehicle and bounce the vehicle up and down 3 to 4 times When releasing the vehicle observe the reaction. When the bouncing ceases within one rise and fall after stopping the shocks are working properly. When the vehicle continues to bounce repeatedly the shocks are more than likely worn. 724 Roadside Assistance Omaha suggests that the shocks be inspected with a flashlight. The wheels may need to be turned to provide access when kneeled down to see them. Using the flashlight one should inspect the shocks to see if liquid is present. If liquid is present it may indicate that hydraulic fluid is leaking through faulty seals and most likely needs to be replaced.

How much does it cost to replace shocks?

724 Roadside Assistance Omaha is occasionally asked by our customers in the Stow area how much they can expect to pay to replace shocks in their vehicles. Our automotive shock specialists tell them that the cost to replace car shock absorbers can vary on different factors to include the age of the car or truck and whether it is a performance car or a typical passenger car.

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