#g.i. joe x reader

[peach-teea]

Relationship headcanons | Storm Shadow

Hi! I have to confess, I fell. FELL IN LOVE. Those TikTok edits hello? 😭 So today I've watched g.i. joe and.... Yeah it's ... Not a bad movie... Not good either tho 😭 but storm shadow guysss

Anyways this is probably ooc but listen. Its the TikTok editors fault ok.

- Nobody will ever be able to touch a hair on your head, thanks to him.

- It'll be very hard for him to accept that you have male friends. He's a very jealous man, but he wont speak his jealousy out loud. You can tell when he's jealous though. He gets pouty. It'd be cute if he wasn't intimidating your friends.

- After a lot of reassurance, he promises he won't kill them. That doesn't mean he'll stop being jealous though. Quite the opposite, actually.

- Gentleman to the core. Even if you're a fighter yourself, he'll treat you with respect- holding the door, pulling your chair, bringing you flowers,... You can see the genuine effort in his eyes whenever he does these gestures. It's refreshing after a myriad of failed relationships. He's a romantic at heart.

- As a ninja and fighter, he'd struggle with sleeping around people. It'd take a great deal of trust for him to fall asleep next to you. Don't take it the wrong way, though. He wishes he could give you the same amount of trust you have given him. You'll just have to give him a bit more time.

- Once it happens, though it's like night and day change. He goes from a straight and taut as a plank cuddle buddy who puts his arm around you almost robotically to a cobra snake curling around its prey. Just a lot more lovable cobra snake.

- Don't worry, though, if you wake up he's soon to follow, no matter the occasion.

- Need to pee, but there's a muscular 5'8" man hugging you to death in your bed? Don't worry! Move around a bit, and he's up in a jiffy... Seriously though, he's a very light sleeper.

- After dealing with that issue of yours, you can expect to go back to your toasty little heaven with your man.

- Trust is a big deal to him. Once he trusts you, he's willing to do anything for you. And expects the same from you. Don't break it, he sure never will.

- If you're also a fighter like him, expect to be training with him. Even if you're not, you'll still end up training with him. He wants to be sure that in the rare moments he can't be with you, you can defend yourself.

- Once you gain his trust, your relationship escalates quickly. Not only is he able to sleep around you, but he also wants to move in with you. He's dedicated to everything he does and that dedication is now extended to your relationship. He's not far from considering marriage either.

- He knows that this is not how relationships typically progress, and he's aware that you're not ready to move at his pace. But he's willing to wait. Once you gain his trust beyond simple attraction, you've gained a partner for life.

[snickerdoodie]

“Sugar and Spice”

Summary: Everyone knew Jake Seresin was a charismatic player. Whether it was flirting with girls at the bar or charming his way out of any situation. But what happens when the blond pilot finally meets his match?

Pairing: Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x f!reader

A/N: hey guys..I’m not even gonna lie I completely forgot to post this lmao, I got a liiittle busy with everything and it completely went over my head. But here it is! Finally! After two months. This also isn’t proof read, per usual, so sorry if anything sounds off. Enjoy!

Jake’s chatting along with Rooster and the gang when the door suddenly chimes open, taking a quick glance as any human would, but what he sees isn’t what he’s expecting. In comes you, dressed up in a simple white tank top and probably the shorted daisy dukes he’s ever seen, not that he’s complaining though . His eyes rake over your body before he travels further upward, smirking to himself when you accidentally make eye contact. Giving him a nod and a classic small smile, you make your way over to the bar, soon getting into a quick conversation with Penny.

“Well I’ll be damn,” He says into his beer, taking a long sip before wiping his lips with a grin. That causes Rooster to quirk a brow at the unexpected comment.

“What’s up with you? Find a new pair of tits to ogle at?” He quips, noticing Hangman’s intense stare across the room. Seresin shrugs, a smirk still plastered on his handsome face.

“‘Could say that. Could also say I might have just found myself my girl tonight.” And with that, Hangman scoots himself out of the booth he was sitting in and makes his way across the room, gaze dead set on you sitting at the bar, drink in hand. He ignores the unwanted calls and shouts narrowed to him from his friends, too caught up in his next words. Taking a seat on the empty stool next to yours, leering on your exposed skin before continuing.

“Hey there, what’s a pretty thing like you doin’ here sittin’ by yourself?” You turn your head to the sound of the voice, not even hearing him come up beside you. At first, you do a once over at the man, taking in his striking green eyes and Hollywood smile. Then you take notice in his uniform, his sunglasses perched on the fold of his shirt. Must be one of those pilots you keep hearing about. Turning your upper half to him, you smile.

“Doesn’t seem like I’m sitting alone now, does it?” You quip back, setting your drink down on the countertop. The man’s smirk grows wider as he rests an elbow on the wood.

“Aw, no need to thank me, just doin’ what’s needed of me.” You just now realize his country accent, standing out in certain phrases; it makes you fight back a blush. You raise a brow nonetheless.

“Is that so? Did you magically think I wanted you here, Blondie?” You know he wasn’t expecting the nick name when his brows raise for a split second before shooting back down to their original places.

“Eh, I don’t need’a think, I just know by heart. Y’know, with my magical powers ‘n all.” He imitates quotations at the end of his sentence. You huff out a laugh at his words, eyes cascading down to your watered down drink. Taking a sip, you focus your attention back onto the man in front of you. That stupid grin still plastered on his lips.

“Well can your magical powers tell you the name of the lady you decided to make your next target?” It came out a bit harsher than you intended, almost regretting your words. Truth is, you *were* enjoying his company and that southern drawl of his. He honestly was making your night a bit better than just sitting there alone, drowning in your drinks and mind while some overplayed Toby Keith song played on the jukebox.

“I’m afraid that’s somethin’ I can’t do. Care to help me out here?” Relieved he didn’t say anything about your earlier statement, you bite your lip with a smile, nodding.

“(Y/N),” you state, almost missing the way his eyes light up more at your declaration. “What about you, G.I. Joe? Got a name to the face?”

“As a matter of fact I do, gorgeous. Most people call me Hangman but I’ll make a special case and let you call me yours.” He winks with that cheshire grin. You fight back both a blush and a large smile this time at the cringy and overused line.

“Is that so?”

“I’d sure so hope so, ma’am.”

You both stay silent as you stare at each other. While you bite the inside of your cheek, he scoots himself closer to you, knees brushing against each other. You can smell his sandalwood cologne and the beer he’d been drinking previously before coming up to you. Hangman notices your lack of response and licks his lips, eyes flickering from your glass to your hair then to your lips before continuing.

“Tell ya what, sweetheart” he starts, catching your attention, “You name the game. If I win, you’re buying me dinner. But if you by some miracle manage to beat me, you won’t have to endure my charming company ever again.” He finishes, looking very confident in his proposition. You tilt your head and fully face your body towards him, your legs scooting between his as he widens his stance to make room. You swear you could have seen his adam’s apple bob harshly at the movement but you payed no mind.

You narrow your eyes slightly before a small smile stretches across your lips. With the confidence that this man passed on, you carefully lean forward so your palms are resting against his firm thighs. Bracing yourself as you lean in closer. Hangman bites his lip before tilting his head down, his chest heaving in a breath before he speaks,

“You gonna take up on that offer, darlin’?” He drawls out, voice raspy, almost sultry. You look him in the eyes as you lightly squeeze his skin, his smirk growing.

“Y’know what? I will, s’not like I’ve got anything to lose now is there, cowboy?”

I also tried to make my format for my fics a little more..interesting looking. I felt like they’re too boring so tell me your thoughts. Feel free to comment if you liked or disliked something! :)

[baddiewiththebook]

Over the Years | e.m x reader [18+] | p. 1

-> The origin story of Eddie Munson, and how he fell in love with the worst person he possibly could - his best friend.

-> eddie munson x you (she/her)

-> friends to lovers, slow burn, angst

-> warnings - strong language, suggestive themes, smut [18+]

a/n - another short chapter, but please bare with me here.

-> <-

June 1972

Eddie Munson has taken your doll. Your precious princess with the silver tiara glued to the top of her head (because you lost the tiara once and you wailed for hours until your mom found it, and she decided to glue it to her head to keep this from happening again).

Never go past the porch. Your mom has repeated time and time again. So, you sit with your feet kicked out in your gingham dress that your mom insists you wear.

Across the trailer park, Eddie is counting down the minute until “blast-off.” Tying your doll to a toy rocket he got with his allowance from his uncle, he knows that this thing won’t go to Mars. Perhaps, a nice landing in the tree hanging above his house would be nice.

It would - until Uncle Wayne soils his plans.

“Eddie!” Uncle Wayne scolds with a newspaper rolled into a swatting weapon. Smacking Eddie upside the head, he warns, “you be nice to her and give her back that doll!”

Eddie huffs, “I wasn’t going to hurt it.”

“Why don’t we give her one of your toys to play with?” Wayne smirks knowing he’s about to win this tireless battle. “G.I. Joe would look pretty in a dress and a little makeover.”

“Ugh,” Eddie tears the strings that hold the princess doll hostage, “I’ll give the toy back. Jeez!”

“And apologize,” he sighs.

Eddie kicks the dirt below his feet and storms across to the trailer there. You’re a pain in his side. Blubbering about a doll? Really?

Wayne constantly reminds him that you’re younger. Actually, you’re about two years younger than Eddie. You can’t chase him around like he wishes. There’s not many kids his age in the trailer park, and the ones that are his age fear the Munson name.

You’re not sure you want to be friends with the boy who keeps taking your dolls to throw around. There isn’t much choice now that your mom has to work, and she’s handing you over to Wayne in the mornings. She offers him a list of emergency contacts, and warns him not to feed you too much sugar.

It’s then you’re left to play with the thief, who steals your dolls. And, for a while, Eddie ignores you. He digs in the dirt with a plastic shovel until he finds a slimy worm. Thinking this would be the perfect time to show you he’s in charge around here, Eddie grows a sly grin. He hovers over you, while you take a keen interest in the toy dump truck left in the sun. Dropping the worm onto your hair, you squeal and shake off the invading insect.

Despite his short victory, you’re now toying with the worm. Rolling the creature between your fingers, you find a nice spot of wet dirt for your friend to crawl around in. Muddy hands grasp at the legs of Eddie’s pants.

Wayne rolls in laughter from the porch. There hasn’t been a moment that Eddie has gone so mute. A shrunken look of dispare drops against his nephew’s face. Jutting out his lower lip, Eddie goes back into his corner to play in the dirt. It just so happens that Eddie’s crafted his own little mud pile, so he can fling a clump or two in your direction.

It isn’t until Wayne is done wiping the tears away from his eyes that he realizes what Eddie has done. Standing on his two feet, ready to scold his nephew, you’re actually too quick for him. You toss mud back.

Thus, a mud fight begins.

Mud in between your fingers and mud between your toes and maybe some mud even squeezes behind your ears.

Wayne waves his hands desperately trying to get the children to stop throwing mud at each other, but alas it is far too late. By the time he gets either of you wrangled, you’re dripping in muck and so is Eddie.

There’s no way he’s trusting either of you inside of his house in such a state. Wayne gathers a garden hose from his neighbor, who will just have to deal with it.

The older man makes sure the water won't freeze your skin, or cook you dry before holding the nozzle at your feet.

“Spin,” Wayne directs.

You wave your chubby little arms back and forth, before wobbling in a semi circle. Warm water douses your entire body. Still, mud manages to cling to the parts of you that Wayne doesn’t see. You’ll have a bath later in his house, and Wayne will offer you some of Eddie’s clothes that he’s outgrown.

During Eddie’s hose down, the young boy shakes and rattles like a wet dog. He flings a disastrous amount of dirt across the trailer park, and onto you and Wayne. Before he can wrap a towel around Eddie, the boy is weaving past him into the house so he can get to the shower first.

“Boys,” Wayne rolls his eyes.

You giggle at this.

“Oh, but you’re as pretty as a peach,” he tells you, “don’t worry. My nephew will come around.”

Wayne brings you inside, and has to help you bathe yourself off. At first, he lets you splash around in the water by yourself feeling a bit uncomfortable washing a young girl. When you discover the joy of throwing water outside of the shower, Wayne steps in to help you. He’s also there to wrap you in a towel, and he helps dress you.

Eddie has already claimed a comfortable spot on the couch. There’s a screeching car chase happening on the blaring television in front of you. This couldn’t possibly be what your mother would approve of you watching.

Wayne’s belly tightens.

“Ed-,” but he stops himself.

Bobbling around the carpeted living room, you squeeze around the shoes left in the middle of the floor. You’re reaching the edge of the sofa where Eddie is. Eddie breaks from the television to scoot forward to the edge of the couch. He puts his thumbs under your armpits and holds onto your chest tight as he lifts you onto the couch with him.

Eddie doesn’t really think you’ll scoot in so close to him. There’s plenty of room that even his uncle could fit between you two. But, you chase after him as he gets comfortable sunken into the cushions.

There’s a moment when the older boy freezes unsure how to handle another person in his space. His eyes go wide and stare a hole through your head. It’s curious your mom chose to put your hair in pigtails - anyone could tug at them. As tempting as that might be, Eddie resists the urge when the car on television crashes on the side of the road. You slap your hands together and laugh.

Wayne mutely coos at the two kids on the couch. Perhaps his nephew will have a real friend out of you one day. That would warm his heart.

“Uncle Wayne?” Eddie kicks his feet out.

“Yeah?” Wayne replies.

“Can we have popcorn?”

“Sure, kid."

-> <-

[Sep. 1974]

tags -> @leelei1980 @sheneedsrocknroll92

[bisexualcage]

Stunt Work | Johnny Cage x Trans Male

Pairing: Johnny Cage x Male Reader (trans male/masc)

Summary: you’re a stunt double working on one of Johnny’s films, he’s annoying to work with and you think you both mutually hate each other…at least you thought.

Warnings: NSWF! 🔞 MDNI!!, mentions of afab anatomy, there’s almost no plot but I tried my best so it’s a little layered.

Word Count: 3.2k

A/C: I didn’t really proof read this a whole lot, so ignore any errors pls <3

Part 2 here <-

“Alright, Cage, you gotta commit to it man stop flaking— grab his shoulder, flip him over and leg lock.” The director instructed Johnny who was shirtless, sweating and in an overall fussy mood because he couldn’t for some reason commit to performing the stunt on you all the way.

“Hop off my sack, man. I’m trying.” Johnny breathed heavily.

“If I may-“ you tried to put in a word of advice but it was quickly shut down.

“Listen, G.I Joe, zip it-“ Johnny barked, all cocky.

“You both been acting like cats and dogs all day, cut it out!” He yelled and then turned to Johnny, “What’s gotten in to you? You’re literally a martial artist, an actor, and you keep stopping at a simple leg lock?” The director whispered at him, patting his back.

The director not reprimanding his shitty behavior and only talking about his stunt block made you scoff loudly.

Johnny gave you a brief look before looking away and shaking his head, “I know I am, I’m the best there is— I’m Johnny Cage for god’s sake.”

“That’s the spirit! Now, another take! We’re gonna get this!” The director yelled.

You rolled your eyes and got to position, as well as Johnny getting in to fighting stance in front of you.

“Action!”

Johnny started throwing his moves at you, you dodged them successfully and then the sequence he struggled was next. He grabbed your shoulder, flipping you over on to the padded floor harshly which made you groan, and then finally performing the leg lock on you— extending your leg between his thighs on the floor as you grunted. You thought he finally got the move down until you felt something firm against your thigh as he kept it in a hold. You hesitantly look down and notice that between his legs was a rock hard erection making you go completely still and your eyes widen. Of course, he noticed your reaction and he immediately let you go and stood up with an embarrassed look on his face. A blush covering his cheeks as his shades hid part of his face.

“Way to go, Johnny! That’s my boy!” The director yelled.

You got up from the padded floor and cleared your throat, a heat coming from your neck. Not really looking at him as you were ready to run off set to your trailer.

“Are we done?” You look at the director and ignore Johnny’s flushed face.

“Yes yes, go ahead and take your breaks.” He patted an immovable Johnny’s back.

Without even a second thought you rushed to your trailer, a bunch of feelings and thoughts flooding your head. You were confused as to why you felt an attraction to the asshole, you were supposed to hate his guts, right? But now, since it’s pretty obvious he didn’t wanna do a leg lock all day was because he didn’t wanna reveal the rock hard boner he got in that position with you it made any rationality of in your head vanish.

An hour passed since you were trying to relax in your trailer, that is until you heard a few firm knocks on your door making you jolt and walk to it.

“Listen, if the stunt needs more rehearsing I might shoot myself-“ your words caught at the back of your throat as you saw a showered Johnny in front of you with a raised eyebrow and an amused expression.

“Easy, G.I Joe. It’s me.” He grinned at you.

“No- we ain’t doing this shit. You cannot just knock on my door with a smile and expect me to forget how much of an insufferable dick you’ve been.” You went to close the door on his face but he shoved his foot in and firmly moved his way in.

“What the-“

“Unclench your ass, I just need to talk.” He walked in with his hands in his pockets, he was wearing slacks and a navy blue dress shirt with his usual shades.

You slam the door closed as you turn around and near him, “The only reason why I’m letting you in is because I need this damn job— I would have kicked your ass by now.”

Johnny smirked, completely not phased by your red angry face, taking his shades off and looking in to your eyes with his big brown warm eyes. “Listen, I know I was a bit of a dick but I like you despite our quarrels on set. It’s an eat dog eat dog world out there, baby.”

You scoff loudly, “Baby?”, a redness in your face.

Johnny walked around your trailer, looking at your room and decorations on the walls. “Never had anyone call you pet names huh, stud?”

You shake your head and follow behind him, “Forget that. Why the hell did you have a boner when you did a leg lock on me?”

His cocky smile suddenly falters as he turns around to meet your eyes, his face uneasy. “That’s what I came to chitchat about. I’d appreciate if you didn’t go around to gossip about that. It wouldn’t be good press.”

You laugh dryly, “So you didn’t come to explain yourself but rather save your ass?”

Johnny rolled his eyes, “I’m a star, I don’t need any bs like that getting out there you understand? Plus, do you honestly think I could have controlled what happened?”

You shake your head, “That’s not the point. You know how many accidental boners I’ve experienced while doing stunt work? There’s friction when doing stunts it happens, it nothing perverted, But all of the actors I’ve worked with have apologized, just out of decency.”

Johnny actually stayed quiet, pondering on what to say, “I’m…I apologize. You know, I don’t usually apologize— I’ve been so out of it today and you being around just messed with my focus.”

You approach him more, “You’re blaming me for not being able to perform a stunt? I was distracting you?” You say bitterly.

“I’m not blaming you. Only explaining. I- I didn’t want to do the stunt all the way because I knew the second I got you on that leg lock…you’d feel it.” He looks away, a hint of vulnerability for the first time all day.

You sit down on a chair, taking a deep breath, “It wasn’t the friction.” He continued, looking at you with a certain emotion that you couldn’t quite tell what it was.

“What-“

“It was you. Moment you walked on set.” He played with the rings on his fingers, a more serious look on his face.

There was a warmth that overtook your body, a shock. “But-“ you were cut off.

“Just let me get this out alright, G.I Joe? I know what it looks like; ‘Johnny Cage getting a boner over another guy’, it’s not ideal for my image. It’s not ideal for Hollywood if it got out that their poster boy for masculinity, heterosexuality and womanizing was…not necessarily that all along.” He swallowed deeply now, sitting down next to you and looking away.

“…I guess you’re more layered than I thought. A dick with shades of gray.” You say, trying to be somewhat lighthearted at the rather shocking truth.

Johnny chuckled softly playing with his hands, “I am a dick sometimes, that I don’t deny. But the truth is, most of what people see is a facade— As most publicity of actors in hollywood is. I was raised in to this industry to fit a certain mold and you do it long enough you sort of become that regardless…” he trailed off, now looking at you, “As corny as it is, I haven’t felt a more genuine attraction in years.”

You blush, taking a deep breath, “So, have you always liked guys? Or is this something…new?”

Johnny thinks deeply, “Always. I get with anyone really. I’m an actor, of course I’ve gotten with dudes.” He grins at you, a hopeful look in his eyes that urged you to elaborate on your own thoughts.

“I guess we finally found some type of common ground Hollywood, I’m pretty…fruity.” You cheese.

“You are..?” His brown eyes turned to a dark color suddenly, a sort of hungry expression in his face. “And you…fancy me also, right? I see it in your face…”

You take a deep breath, “Careful with the ego but yes.” You chuckle, “Think I was…quite mad that your little slip up on set didn’t turn me off.”

Suddenly you feel his hand on your knee, his thumb grazing over your pants, “Come on then stud…we both want it.” He says in a deep husky voice.

A shiver runs down you leg, “Isn’t it unprofessional to get involved with- with coworkers?”

He chuckles, “Oh sweetie, unprofessional is my middle name.”, he glided his hand up your thigh now, studying your every expression as he did.

“Good point…” you breathe faster, a warm feeling festering in your lower abdomen.

“Shhh…shhh.” He whispered, “Let me just…I’ve been harboring a boner all day because of you, we’re doing this…” he trailed off, his hand now reaches the button on your jeans undoing it.

“Wait I-“ you stand up in a slight panic, “There’s something I gotta say before we proceed…”

Johnny raised an eyebrow at you, confused and stands up with you, studying your face.

You start pacing around, “I’m trans. A trans guy. I just wanted to say something before we-“

Johnny chuckled softly, a relief on his face, “Sweetheart, I thought you were gonna tell me something horrific.” He touches his chest, “Don’t worry about it, stud.”

Your face turns amused, “Are- are you sure you know what I’m saying?”

Johnny approaches you now, rubbing the back of your neck with his warm hand, “You’re a trans man, I understand. But a man nonetheless.”

You grow goosebumps as he touches you, “That doesn’t bothe-“

“It doesn’t, This is Hollywood baby, you know how many different folks I’ve gotten down with? I got you.” He now made his hand trail down your chest, rubbing it passionately.

Your breath hitches and you become warm all over, his hand then trails down your abdomen to under pants, his hand reaching the waistline of your briefs. Pulling you close against his chest with his free hand, “Now, come here, be a good boy…” he kisses your lips for the first time firmly, all warm and wet.

You sync your lips with his and hum against his mouth, a groan leaving his throat the deeper he went. Sliding his hand in your briefs now, rubbing your crotch up and down making you moan against his mouth.

“Fuck…” you hiss, making a grin form on his lips.

Johnny then suddenly slips his hand out and starts undoing your pants, but before he pulls them down he looks in your eyes for approval. When he sees that you nod with a gulp he immediately pulls then down to your knees leaving you in your briefs, “Don’t worry, honey…” he whispers as he cups your jaw and kisses you on the cheek. He pulls back while gently guiding you to the couch, your back against it as he finishes pulling your pants off. There was a primal look in his eyes as he crawled between your legs and was on top of you, his chest laying against yours as he leaned in and kissed your neck desperately.

“Shit-“ your breath wavers, your skin hotter than the sun.

“Mmm- taste so good-“ you heard a groan leave the back of his throat, he then trailed his hands down to your hips and gripped them tightly. “You okay? You ready?” He looked in to your eyes for any hesitation— as cocky as he was you saw an undeniable softness in them now. A want to please, a want to do something for someone. The way his eyebrows quirked up slightly waiting for your answer, like a kid looking for some sort of validation. For someone to tell him yes and that he’s doing well. It made you reconsider everything you knew about him so far. Maybe he was just a man desperately trying to look for connection in an otherwise soulless industry that broke people. He wanted connection, he craved it— he wanted realness with someone.

You nod, rubbing his sides tenderly. He closed his eyes briefly at that, sighing deeply with a small smile on his lips. Then, he reached the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his shirt, immediately going to unbuckle his belt and his pants. At a point, you saw he was struggling to get them off, maybe it was nerves, maybe it was frustration, so you sat up sightly between his legs and reached up gently to his belt undoing it with ease. You later unbuttoned his pants as well, but giving him space to take off his pants on his own. Johnny stayed completely quiet when you did that small act for him, observing you with a want that grew tenfold but with a side of that softness he emitted no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Big brown eyes like chocolate itself.

You chuckle up at him, “What, Hollywood?”

The actor snapped out of it, shaking his head, sliding his pants down and throwing them to the floor with the other clothes. “God, I wanna fuck you.” He said bluntly, taking his boxers off now, his dick in full view and without any hesitation going back between your legs, touching the hem of your briefs with his fingertips and with a sudden halt.

“Johnny, it’s okay…” you look down at him with a shy yet flushed face.

Johnny nodded, a grin back on his face as he used both of his hands to slide your briefs off— your heart accelerating at how slow he was going. He finally slid them down your legs and immediately his vision went your throbbing pussy— like an inevitable reaction. The actor licked his lips as he positioned his thighs and hips accurately, leaning over you. He looked in to your eyes as you felt his burning cock hitting your inner thigh, teasing your entrance.

“Hnnngh-“ you groaned, almost desperate now as you moved your hips against him, a trickle of sweat down your temple.

Johnny let out a chuckle as he placed his finger below your chin to look at him, “I ain’t even in yet handsome…take a breather.”

“Don’t tell me what to do you ass.” You chuckle and playfully slap his shoulder.

Johnny smirked at your behavior, reaching down between his legs and grasping his length that was oozing with precum already. Positioned it at your core and carefully slid past your folds with his hips— carefully studying your face as he laid down over you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

“Ahh-“ you moaned softly, digging your fingers in to his lower back…trying to push him faster inside.

“Easy…easy….” He said with reassurance, his mouth agape as he finally made it all the way in making him grunt as he felt your walls clenching around his cock.

Johnny then took no time nuzzle in to your neck as he pulled his hips back slightly and then rammed in to you with no warning, making you let out an earth shattering groan against his ear. His arms locking around your waist tightly now as he held you against him like you were air itself and he’d die without it. There was a slight tremble to his body the more he rammed in to you.

“Jesus- fuck-“ your eyes grew a bit watery as you cursed, a coil already tightening in your lower abdomen while you tried to gain your breath.

“Oh- Wrong J name, baby-” He moaned with a bit humor beneath, peppering your neck and jawline with kisses as his buckling against your wet tight pussy became more frequent.

It was a cumulation of moans, groans, curses and senseless phrases between you both. You noticed his face was flushed, his cheeks pink as he pulled back a bit to study your face. “That feel good, sweetheart? That feel- Fuck-“ he whimpered, and it was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. “Answer…” he continued, with a stern tone now.

Your chest heaved faster as he picked up his speed, “y- yes, god- so good-“, your hands gripping his lower back more as he pushed in and out of you.

“You’re gonna take it like a good boy- mmm, sweetheart-“ He groaned as he grabbed your hips now more harshly, you could tell he was close as well the way he became more direct and possessive. A constant harsh rhythm was formed by his hips, his dick reaching in to the deepest depths inside as he hit your g spot over and over with no mercy. With no breaks or signs of stopping, you whined loudly and shook— feeling your height coming.

A the coil inside you soon snapped, making you whimper as you reached your climax— coming all around his swollen length. Johnny leaned in to your neck, moaning against it as he came right after you— his warm come filling you up to the brim.

“Fuck- fuckkkkk-“ he groaned as he bit down on your neck and then licked alongside your jaw.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you held him close as you tried to come down from the electricity that was currently running through you both. Johnny then reciprocated… sighing loudly, still inside you and wrapping his toned arms around your waist not caring how sticky and sweaty you both were against each other. He was content of sorts, a small smile playing on his lips, closing his eyes against your chest as he listened to your quick heart.

“You okay, Hollywood?” You rub his back tiredly.

Johnny chuckled lowly, “I feel like a million bucks, baby.” He leaned in and took a long sniff of your neck, “I love how smell-“

“That’s sweat, don’t patronize me-“ you laugh, your face red and full of embarrassment as you realized he hasn’t made any attempt of moving out of you.

“Oh shush— you have a musk. You might get me addicted, sweetheart.” He rubbed your sides now, his hair sticking in all directions.

You snort loudly now, rolling your eyes at his charming yet annoying behavior, “Okay fancy pants, can you pull out of me? I need to pee, I don’t want a UTI!”

His eyes widen at the realization and he carefully pulls out, “Oh- oh I apologize, stud. Next time I’ll remember-”, the actor says apologetically and stands up with a slight tiredness, carefully helping you up as you wince.

“You’re getting pegged next time that’s what.” You say humorously with a grin as you walked to the bathroom in your trailer and he walked behind you like a lost puppy.

“Oooh, challenge accepted, G.I Joe!”

[missmarveledsblog]

FLUMPY PART 4 ( JAKE SERESIN X READER)

SUMMARY: now at home while the guys navigate to looking after her in her recovery while she navigates  her feelings to her new friend and now roommate since he was staying in the spare room to begin  while also learning to  get used to her new temporary life  not being able to do much .  

warning : adding the roommate trope  to the list , the two get closer more flirty this chapter, we're getting there promise . mention of injuries , mutual pining , idiot in love  flirty tension.  little angst  but more of  goofy part to be honest . reader is in wheelchair after the accident but not permanently .

Once again the men left , some to get food while went, hangman and rooster wanted to stay it was new to see him like that and had her head reeling .

" so what weren't you telling me that little head thinking about " sarah asked .

" caught that huh" .

" caught the goo goo eyes at the tall blonde too" she winked .

" oh jake hang man i caught that too " maria simpson giggled .

" we've notice it even when she said she couldn't stand him" penny laughed .

" he beat up a dude twice for her ... dont tell your husband" nat gulp looking at maria .

" lips are seal wow how romantic" .

" yeah it was kinda bad ass .. don't tell hangman" she looked at y/n .

" wait he's the other one that requested leave to help her too" maria asked.

" does your husband tend to gossip like a high schooler this much" y/n asked shocked.

" only when it matters" she smirked .

" well i approve and i know your mom , tom , nick and carol would too" sarah smiled warmly .

"oh carol would be setting them up" penny nodded .

" oh honey whats wrong" they asked hearing a little cry .

" i miss them all so much" she sniffled starting to feel a little loopy too

. " they're here in spirit" penny kissed her head as sarah wiped her tears .

" i know but still" she cried harder.

" oh shit we broke her" nat joked. "Don't make me laugh it hurts" she sniffled .

" hey what's wrong darling" jake rushed to her side as the women shared smiles.

" i want my dead people back" she cried .

" what" rooster snorted .

" your mom, her mom , your dad and her husband " nat explained as they tried to not laugh.

" sorry it's not funny" sarah shook her head before they start laughing again .

" she get her meds" rooster asked.

" half an hour ago" penny wiped her eyes crying from laughing so much .

" explains it" jake smiled down helping her get comfortable .

" come on we let her settle,get coffee" nat herded them out the room including bradley.

" jake anyone ever tell you that your like a real life ken doll and g.i joe rolled into" she asked slightly dopey smile on her face.

" think you did couple times darling" he smirked .

" darling ugh i love that" she copied his accent .

" ok go sleep you" he laughed .

" so pretty i ever tell you , your pretty" she asked. " nope you did not unless pretty annoying counts" . " so pretty handsome pretty" she said dosing off . " think your beautiful darling" he whispered. "AWHH" he turned to see them all standing there . " not a word of this" he rolled his eyes.

Two week she was in hospital , she'd met the good samaritan charlie and his wife them giving her their number and address to keep in touch which she promised she would . Cops also visiting her taking her statement and let her know they caught the man who apparently was also drunk when he hit her only reason they knew was he crashed into a wall after a car chase that day and also was unharmed which she felt was like a kick in the gut since she was still in hospital and it was going to take at least ten more week of recovery also physiotherapy. But she was going home she sat as the beautiful nurse ruby went over after care as her dad , bradley and jake listened intently although the nurse gaze lingered on bradshaw the longest . when she finished she had her number over to the man incase he has more question .

" go roo" she cheered.

" you missy keep in touch too , i wasn't lying when i said you were my favourite patient although i will say my fellow nurses will miss the eye candy" she giggle as she hugged y/n .

" don't worry can't get rid of me but i will send some beach shots " she winked .

" sweetheart you little perv" jake laughed .

" hey what nurse ruby wants she gets after her excellent care" .

" don't be a stranger but also don't end up in here either" again her eyes lingered on rooster before she left.

" ok lets go push me i may be free but i'm not fully mobile yet" she cheered .

" you sure your in a rush darling we're riding in the bronco" jake asked.

" hey leave my baby along bagman" he gasped.

" it's not a bike but it will do" she sighed itching to get moving .

" i'm buying you a car any car you want princess" mav joked although she could sense the seriousness to it too .

" i guess these are only wheels i need for now huh" she looked down at the wheelchair.

" well then lets get rocking and rolling hot wheels" . " jesus christ bradley" the other two men hissed as her and roo laughed their ass off out the room .

Pulling up to her drive way was exciting , seeing the dagger squad standing a make shift sign in their hands along with penny and amelia. " hey where the ramp come from" her head tilted .

" bob got it , it's only temp one" rooster got out the car to get her only jake got their first.

" i gotcha" he smiled lifting her out of the car and into the chair.

hey look my new wheels" she said .

" oh your home finally" nat bounced towards her taking the chair from hangman and pushing her to the house.

" i mean i glad to be out of there but i think we might see a face around if someone grows a pair that is" she called back words targeted bradley.

" not only one who should grow a pair" he smirked at jake who glared at him . he was happy she didn't hear it or see how red his cheeks were.

The house was sparkling , looking around to see they cleaned it from top to bottom that was till her eyes stopped on the helmet that sat scratched , broken and in rough shape on coffee table .

" shit bob i told you hide that" .

" is it here?" she asked looking around at the pained faces.

" the garage when your ready" rooster crouched down to her level. " i wanna see it".

" no come on just enjoy being home pretty girl it can wait" .

" either someone brings me or i bring myself i wanna see it" she snapped .

" come on i wanna see it too" mav sighed.

" mav no she not.." .

" i got her" he said knowing she wasn't gonna give up . she was quiet as he wheeled her to the garage opening the door he but stopping turning to her.

" you sure?" and yet the words wouldn't come from her mouth so she nodded. He opened the door and closed it once they were inside he almost moved in slow motion walking over and pulling the sheet back . a gasp escaped her lips taking in the wreckage , lucky was an understatement as she looked at the completely destroyed machine. The way part hung off or the metal bent and scratched beyond repair but it in perspective of how close to never seeing her loved ones again. Her lip trembling and the sobs broke free , gut wrenching cries that made her dad snap out of his shock state and cover the bike before his arms wrapped around his daughter.

i got you sweet girl , daddy's got you" he repeated his own emotions getting best of him.

" get rid of it please daddy get rid of it" she hiccuped through the sobs that echoed through the room pleading like when she was little afraid of the monster in her closet or under the bed , she didn't care the other would hear them . " get rid of it" she begged.

" i will sweet girl lets get you into the house" he wiped his own face before the door that connected from house opened .

"i got her chair" rooster said not daring to look at the sheet it was evident on his face he was crying , they all were not a dry eye in the house when she looked around the room .

" i ruined the mood" she sniffled. " damn dust" rooster said swatting around them making her laugh only for the others to copy . " ok dustbusters lunch time" nat rolled her own teary eyes .

The mood restored as they ate food , she listened and laughed as they explained the trial and errors of setting her ramp up .

" cyclone said it was easy" bob held his hand up in defence .

" it was once we got the hang of it" fanboy fell over he was laughing so hard.

" wanna play on it later really test it out " .

" not in my chair you giants will break it"she yawned.

" she looks tired" nat face looked her over.

" med time too" bradley checked his watch.

" but i was having fun" she whined.

" we'll be back tomorrow hotstuff" nat winked.

" come on" jake lift her up and out of the room as she called good bye to others. " jesus in that much of a rush to get me to bed" she asked still waving at her friends leaving

. " know me too well sweet heart" he chuckled . she couldn't help miss her room and her bed but something was very different .

" why is there a baby monitor on my bed side table " her head tilt looking at the machine confused.

" chicken got them incase you need him during the night" .

" ooh that is clever.. Don't tell him i said that" she giggled.

" too late pretty girl wanna say it again only this time i can record it keep it with me for ever" he chuckled walking in pills in one hand and water bottle in the other .

" bagman do the honours i'm going to text ruby think i'm forgetting something" he said handing over them over .

" forgot my ass he misses the pretty nurse" jake handed her them as she laughed and groaned . " i miss being able to laugh with out pain" she pouted .

" they should help for now with that" jake smiled holding the bottle for her and she drank it back .

" can you sit with me til i sleep i kinda got use to it in the hospital" . " course i will sweetheart" .

He should of left an hour ago but yet he couldn't every little sound he was checking if she was ok .

" bagman the spare room is made up for you over" roosters voice called through the monitor.

" their not walkie talkies man , i'll head in now thanks.... Over" he chuckled giving her one more check before .

" goodnight darling" he whisper leaning down to kiss her head.

" awwhh cutie over" .

" creep" he shook his head walking out the door only to open door to spare room and rooster standing there.

" i figure you wanted them tonight , night lover boy" rooster patted his back heading to his own room .

" night bird brain " he rolled his eyes . " your good friend" he added closing the door . routinely he checked on her during the night from her to her injuries making sure the dressing were clean and she wasn't in pain then he went to sleep .

"Roo i need help" she whined sending him to his feet and into her room not caring he was in just his underwear.

" what's wrong , where hurts?" he began checking her over as she was completely taking off guard of half naked man in her room .

" where's roo" she asked forcing her eyes to his face .

" sleep what ya need, i can do it" he asked softly. " i need to pee" she whispered.

" i'll get rooster" he laughed heading out the room as it appeared both men decided to forgo clothes to be . wordlessly rooster lifted her half a sleep and to the toilet and back before some from of grunt and back to bed.

" oddly more efficient and less annoying half asleep" she giggled. " also why you here" she asked still trying to keep her eyes on his face although she did let them flicker .

" well i'm taking your spare room while you recover so get used to me being around" he shrugged trying to come off as confident but honestly he was a little nervous.

" he put the monitors in your room huh?" she asked seeing how nice her ceiling suddenly was .

" yeah i don't mind even if you snore like a hornet either" he teased .

" i do not snore like a super hornet , more like a kitten" she mused although her cheek felt on fire at possibility of her snoring in his ear though a monitor.

" no kitten don't shake the walls" he teased .

" that's clearly roo" she rolled her eyes .

" go sleep i'll wait til you are snoring" he wink loving the sound of her laugh or the little blush on her cheeks .

" no go before ROO's snoring keeps you awake night jake" she yawned. " night darling" he laughed heading to his temporary room .

" i ain't saying it man just pretend you didn't hear it , she enough on her problem without mine" she awoke to jake's voice as sun peaking in the curtains . it only felt like she closed her eyes and yet it was now morning .

" come on man just tell her she can help" .

" help with what why are you fighting this early" she groaned as they walked in fully clothed this time.

" jake needs help with something" rooster help her sit up although she wasn't fully awake and still groggy from her meds .

" it's nothing sweetheart ignore him" jake held the tray with her breakfast .

" ok you two are yelling and waking me up so tell me and give me real coffee" she yawned.

" he need a place to stay and won't ask" rooster spoke up .

" ok take spare room , coffee now" she grumbled .

"your using it anyways so just go with guys later to get your stuff while nat bathes me now bitches stop and coffee me " she said.

" told you" rooster stuck his time out. " coffee" she whined .

"shit sorry , you sure" he asked waiting til she drank it.

" yeah you'll be staying while i recover so why not just same as roo for rent and help towards bills and groceries" she said happier after her coffee.

" sorry for waking you pretty girl" bradley finally said. " nah its ok it's only ... 11 am what the hell" she wanted to rub her eyes but couldn't hole lack of mobility was killing her dramatic flare.

" thanks sweetheart" jake smiled. "Yeah next time don't be all bashful i maybe broken but i can still be useful ... can someone wipe my eyes" she asked sweetly.

she sat now cleaned on her bed at first the thought of being bathed at home well honestly was weird and yet funny as they wrapped the casts in plastic bags . " that was so good thank you feels nice to be clean and home" she sighed happily sitting on her bed as nat dried her hair.

" no problem although i didn't expect to come and find jake was moving in this morning you move quick"she laughed.

" not like that although he came into my room in just his boxer i think i died a little although so did roo not the same affect i mean think that cause he's my big brother in a way" she laughed.

" so half naked nurses " she giggled.

" i mean can't complain i don't think anyone would nat i could die with the hotness" she sighed dramatically.

" shh that's the front door" she laughed.

" new rule no shirts allowed" she yelled out . "your father is here perv" rooster yelled back.

" that's medication dad" she winced.

" i'll pretend i didn't hear it" he chuckled.

" do we take out shirts of or not" .

"keep your clothes on fanboy" the two girl burst into tear of laughter.

" hey was worth a shot" she snorted only for nat to hit the floor and guys rushing out.

" oh it's just phoenix" bradley said relieved .

" here let me help you up" mav held his hand out.

" love you too bradshaw" she snickered.

" what has gotten into you two" .

"we were watching magic mike" nat lied easily.

" got my own show of it last night" she whispered .

" i didn't heard that either" her dad walked out.

" what she say" .

" NOTHING" .

Monday came as she and bradley called their goodbye to jake eating their breakfast in her bed starting their morning at home . they watched countless hours of trash tv to the point they were taking score of the lie detector and paternity test result what was unexpected was how good rooster was at calling it .

" HAHA he fail i said it" she cheered .

" ok you won this times but i got the rest right pretty girl i know my trash tv".

" ok that's sad roo , this is sad" she looked at what they were doing .

" want to watch a movie or we could take you on a spin around the block .

" fresh air would be nice but i need to get dressed" she said sadly.

" and i've changed you drunk a lot in the past " he shrugged.

" i don't have a bra on" .

" i'll close my eyes pretty pst i got this" he smiled confidently.

He didn't have it not even close to it first he got it stuck before he put it on her head , then it got stuck on her arm which when he tried it hurt her so he had to look which was awkward as hell for both of them .

" we don't speak of it" she said as he wheeled her out the room .

" speak of what now" jake walked in the front door.

" i saw her boobs" bradley shuddered.

" that's not speaking of it and there not bad don't shake like that" .

" what me to show you mine make it even" he joked.

" no i seen them enough" she shuddered.

" see you did it too" he laughed.

" ok kids what are you doing" jake asked.

" oh walk around the block hot wheels here has cabin fever" bradley explained .

"scar face is right i can't take anymore paternity test and lie detectors" she pouted.

" you wanna take her i'll get lunch started" bradley asked .

" yeah sure i'm finished for day anyways" jake threw his bag down and took her chair.

" you can't cook , he gonna burn the house down" she yelled .

" i seen your boobies" he called making her shut up instantly.

" next time you play magic mike sweet heart give me heads up" jake teased .

" hard to magic mike it when you can barely move one arm and not move the other" she rolled her eyes.

Fresh air was so needed , seeing the birds in the sky or bees in the flower . even just feeling the slight breeze in her hair it was magical . little thing she missed being stuck at home or in the hospital . she missed work to itching to get back to being in the hanger, she loved her job and it suck not being about to do what she loved.

" what going on that pretty head of yours" jake asked instantly taking her attention funny she well not hated but didn't like him and now she looked forward to seeing him .

" pretty careful might think you don't hate me" she joked.

" never did wise ass" he laughed.

" fair anyways this all of it being out and enjoying the world instead of watching it out the window" she took as deep breathe letting it fill her lungs.

" you'll be running around in no time darling back to the hike least this time you won't ignore me" he chuckled.

" yeah i was an ass" she shook her head slightly guilty of her behaviour .

" nah i deserved it i was the ass" he said softer.

" we are both asses you can be left cheek and ill be right since it's my good side". " plus hard too ignore you ... being the account of you being so blonde i mean" she backtracked .

" hmm i don't think that's what you meant sweet heart do explain" he came closer she could feel his breathe on the back of her neck .

" i'm medicated don't let it go to your head bagman" she narrowed her eyes at him .

" nuh uh none of that i like my name coming from those pretty lips" he didn't know how it turned this way but he was enjoying the flirty tone.

" hey i'm broken you don't need to flirt cause you feel bad" she fake sniffled .

" ain't flirting cause your broken ..." .

" oh y/n your home bradley never said" an elderly woman came over to the two.

" hey mrs wilson i sure am" she smiled at her old neighbour .

" how are you doing dear" she gave a pity filled smile. " oh well intact sort of but i'm here" .

" who is this fine young man" she cooed batting her lashes.

" jake seresin ma'am nice to meet you" he shook her hand and y/n though the woman was melt on spot because she was same lately.

" jake actually new room mate naval aviator like roo not young though" she giggled . " but fine huh" he whispered in her ear making her gulp.

" oh she is very red maybe bring her in out of the sun" the woman worriedly checked her over.

" oh god kill me ... i mean i'm fine i'm fine" her voice went all pitchy only adding to the flush .

" best be going" jake held the laugh in .

" i'm medicated" she hissed.

" hey pretty girl med time come on" rooster called from their porch.

"oh kill me now."

PART 5

taglist : @harrysgothicbitch , @djs8891

[coqvttes]

For the picnic event:

Can be SFW or NSFW—Would love to see something w Simon Riley and the song “Heart On Fire In Mexico” by Abby Anderson. That first verse is just so Ghost coded I need to see it😭🫶🏻

Love your writing! Congrats on 600!!!🎉🎉🎉

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 thank you, love!! and thank you for the request, i agree the song is so ghost coded! x

sfw : suggestive, gn!reader, groping, making out, alcohol consumption.

“she was a dark-haired juárez beauty”

he’s been captivated by you from the moment you walked into the pub, his eyes trained on the way you sway your hips just the way he likes. he catches a whiff of the seductive scent of your perfume and internally groans.

“flirtin' with a g.i. joe off-duty”

you laugh with the bartender and he thinks it should be him you’re laughing with. he clenches his fist before chugging down his pint. you hadn’t noticed the stranger staring at you from across the bar until he begins to approach you. a flush spreads across your cheeks as you turn to face him, he’s ridiculously tall, huge and handsome.

“workin' him for tips at a bar in mexico”

“can i uh- can i get you a drink?” his voice is deeper and gruffer than you expected, his accent is thick and god, so are his arms. you eye him up and down before nodding bashfully. the handsome smile he flashes you sends butterflies straight to your stomach and you too find yourself drawn to him.

“one cigarette smoke break by the back door”

one drink turns into something much more and you find yourself sat atop the hood of his car out the back. your legs wrapped around his waist as his brawny figure shadows over you perfectly, keeping your body flush against his. his palms kneading your arse desperately. your gentle fingers grasping onto his shoulders tight, needing him as close as possible.

“turned into a pack on the hood of his ford”

he crashes his lips against yours, groaning faintly as his rough fingers rub circles into your thighs before sliding up under your jean shorts. he grins against your hot mouth as you gasp against his lips, the passion in the kiss knocking the air out of your lungs. he makes you weak. you look him right in the eyes and you feel that your heart has been captured by him, the stranger in the bar.

“wherever he is now, the devil knows”

you never did catch the strangers name, and you’ll never know where he is, who he is, or if he even yearns for you the way you yearn for him.

but you’ll always remember the touch of his hand, the sound of his voice, and the taste of his lips.

[gijoe-forever]

'Today Skybound and Image Comics, in collaboration with leading toy and game company Hasbro, announced the upcoming fall release of G.I. JOE: A Real American Hero Compendium Vol. 1, which will collect every issue of the original Marvel Comics series for the iconic franchise in a new reader-friendly compendium format for the very first time.

“This compendium marks the beginning of Skybound collecting Hasbro’s incredible backlist of G.I. JOE comics,” said Sean Mackiewicz, SVP, Publisher, Skybound. “G.I. JOE: A Real American Hero was my first comic, bursting with incredible characters and intense action, and it’s a pleasure to reintroduce readers to the original Hasbro comics that hooked a generation of fans.”

The pop culture world changed forever when Larry Hama’s G.I. JOE: A Real American Hero made its comic book debut, and now fans can experience every issue from the original series and its tie-ins with the all-new compendium release, printed on newsprint for that classic comic feeling,

Featuring the legendary series writer Larry Hama (Wolverine), artists Herb Trimpe (The Incredible Hulk) and Bob McLeod (The New Mutants), with cover art by the incomparable Andy Kubert (X-Men), G.I. JOE: A Real American Hero Compendium Vol. 1, collects issues #1-50 of one of the longest running non-superhero series into a complete compendium for the first time ever.

Readers can expect to discover the incredible heroes of G.I. JOE, the terrifying villains of Cobra, and the unforgettable stories that set them on a collision course, when the first volume hits comic book shops on October 2, 2024. printed on newsprint for that classic comic feeling,

The kickoff to Skybound’s ongoing compendium releases is an integral component of its overall comics partnership with Hasbo. While the Energon Universe has delivered a fresh new start for these franchises in Void Rivals by writer Robert Kirkman (Invincible, The Walking Dead) and artist Lorenzo De Felici (Oblivion Song), TRANSFORMERS by writer Daniel Warren Johnson (Extremity, Do a Powerbomb) and artist Jorge Corona (Middlewest), Duke by writer Joshua Williamson (DC’s Superman, Dark Ride) and artist Tom Reilly (The Thing), and Cobra Commander by writer Joshua Williamson and artist Andrea Milana (Impact Winter: Rook), these compendiums celebrate the rich histories of TRANSFORMERS and G.I. JOE in comic book form.

Skybound and Hasbro have also brought back the hit series G.I. JOE: A Real American Hero to fans, from series writer Larry Hama and artist Chris Mooneyham (DC’s Nightwing, Sgt. Rock and the Unknown Soldier).

G.I. JOE: A Real American Hero Compendium Vol. 1 (ISBN: 978-1-5343-7150-7| MSRP: $64.99) will be available at comic book shops on Wednesday, October 2, 2024, and at booksellers, along with digital platforms including Amazon Kindle, Apple Books, comiXology, and Google Play on Tuesday, October 15, 2024.'

https://www.skybound.com/announcements/g-i-joe/skybound-image-hasbro-announce-g-i-joe-a-real-american-hero-compendium

[jellyfishxxi]

Transformers: Genesis

Chapter 1

TRANSFORMERS (2007) x F!READER

Warnings: Implied character death

Pairings: None yet

Notes: This took so long.

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“Many know of the Allspark and its capabilities of bringing life to any planet. Many more believed it to be nothing more than a legend. But there was one other device, a device that could shape the universe to the user’s whim.”

“The Chronoforge.”

“The Chronoforge is an ancient clock that had the power to warp space, time and matter. To displace objects in time, to bring the user’s imagination to life. It was used to create the planet Cybertron, with the Allspark giving the planet life.”

“Many wanted to use the Allspark for their own gain, to create an army of Cybertronians. Many more wanted to use the Chronoforge to take other planets as Cybertron colonies. They were dubbed; The Decepticons.”

“Those who opposed, who believed freedom was the right of all races, regardless of strength or advancement, were dubbed Autobots. Fighting for the freedom of all planets.”

“War was declared between the two sides. In the final days of the Cybertron war, the Allspark was lost. The Chronoforge went with it, as if the past Primes had refused to let the device fall into the hands of a monster.”

“After years of searching, we found the resting place of the Chronoforge. Earth. The Allspark remains lost to us. We can only hope that whoever has the map now does not use it for evil.”

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

QATAR - PRESENT DAY

G.I Joe had been working closely with the military for several years. Dealing with bigger threats, threats that the public shouldn’t know about. However, there was no threat this time, no enemy that required their involvement.

Yet.

“Five more months of this. I can’t wait to get home to mama’s cooking. Alligators and etouffee…” Fig’s mouth watered at the thought, causing Epps to shudder in disgust.

“You’ve been talking about nothing but barbecued gators and crickets for weeks now. That’s it, I am never going to your house, Fig. I promise you that.” Fig just rolled his eyes. “Vamos, Epps. Quizás te guste.” Fig spoke in Spanish, much to the chagrin of the others in the group.

“English, Fig. English. You know we don’t speak Spanish.” Lennox reminded him. Fig just groaned. “Why you gotta ruin it for me, man? That 's my heritage. Esa es mi vida, hombre. Mi sangre.”

Lennox just sighed. “Fine, man. Whatever.” The air was tense for a few seconds before Donnelly spoke up, breaking the short silence. “You guys remember weekends? Sox at fenway, hotdog, maybe nachos and an ice cold beer.”

Epps laughed. “Perfect day.” Fig looked at Lennox. “How about you, captain? You got a perfect day?” Lennox looked back. “Yeah. it’s happening in five months.” The other soldiers looked at him, confused. Lennox continued on.

“It’s the day I can hold my baby girl for the first time.” The others teased him, a common occurrence among their group. Lennox just laughed. “Shut up.” He spoke in a joking tone.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

The planes landed just as the sun was beginning to set. The base was in a relaxed mode, as there was no word from the G.I Joe organisation about any major threats, nor from the pentagon to keep their guards up. Many soldiers were playing basketball, taking showers, playing card games, just socialising.

As Lennox was winding down from the trip to the base, a young boy ran up to him, calling his name. “Lennox!” The qatari boy called out, running towards him holding a canteen-bag. “Hey, how are you doing?” Lennox asked him.

“Water?” Mahfouz asked, holding out the canteen. “Oh, Thank you.” He replied, taking a swig of the refreshing liquid inside. When he was done, he wiped his mouth. “ You gonna help with the gear?” He asked.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

Somewhere in the desert, an unknown Helicopter flew, approaching the base.

“Colonel Sharp,” a radar officer spoke up. “We have an unidentified aircraft, about 10 miles out.” A man approached the radar, looking over the officer’s shoulder. Indeed, the monitor showed an approaching aircraft. Sharp began speaking over the radio.

“Unidentified Aircraft, you are flying in restricted US military airspace. Squawk ident and proceed east out of the area.” There was no response from the aircraft, so Sharp spoke again on the radio.

“Raptors one and two, snap to heading two-five-zero to intercept. Bogie is in the weeds ten miles out, not squawking.” He spoke to a pair of F-22 pilots.

“Unidentified aircraft, we will escort you to US SOCCENT air base. If you do not comply, we will use deadly force.” Sharp warned the aircraft, though still, he received no reply.

That alone should have been an indicator that something was wrong.

“Copy the bogie. Tail 4500 x-ray.” The pilots reported, tailing the aircraft. In the base, an officer handed Sharp a piece of paper.

“Sir, says here that 4500 X was shot down months ago, in afghanistan.” Sharp looked over the paper, but that had to be a mistake, right? There was no possible way that 4500 X was flying through the airspace after being shot down months ago.

“Must be a mistake. Check again and re-check.” Sharp instructed the officer. “I did, sir. Friend of mine was on that chopper.”

Another officer spoke through the radio. “Unidentified aircraft, we will escort you to US SOCCENT airbase.” The sun was setting by that point as the helicopter approached.

“Radar, where’s the inbound?” Sharp asked. “Bogie’s five miles out, sir.”

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

Back at the base, Lennox was on call with his wife and baby daughter. As he approached the camera, he laughed excitedly. “Hey hey, my ladies!” He exclaimed excitedly. His wife, Sara, smiled and held up their daughter. “Look.” She said, holding up the infant, who cooed.

“Oh goodness, Look at her! She’s getting so big!” Lennox exclaimed. “Look at those chubby cheeks, I just wanna chew on em.” God, baby we made a good looking kid. I know people say that all the time but we made one good looking kid.”

Sarah laughed, adjusting her daughter to sit comfortably in her lap. “She has your laugh, you know.” She said, causing Lennox to somehow look even more excited. “She laughed?” He gasped. Sarah nodded.

“Her first one, yeah.” She confirmed. “You sure she didn’t just fart?” Lennox teased, causing Sarah to laugh. “No, she’s a lady.” The baby cried a little. “She doesn’t know you yet, but she will.”

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

Sharp monitored the feed of the chopper landing. “4500 X. something’s not right here.” The room was abuzz with chatter as the chopper landed on base. “Bogie’s on the deck.” An officer spoke.

A radar officer spoke up. “Woah, woah, woah, Radar’s jammed. The chopper, it’s putting out a signal.” The radar glitched, the power flickering. Armed soldiers quickly surrounded the chopper, with Sharp’s voice coming over the radio waves.

“MH-53 pilot, power down now.” The chopper started powering down. Inside, the ‘man’ controlling it seemed to… glitch. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

“Have your crew step out or we will kill you.” It was tense for a few seconds. The chopper stopped completely, the blades of the rotor suddenly freezing in place as the mechanism extended, the blades folding back.

“Hold your fire!” A soldier shouted. Whirring noises came from the chopper, which quickly began transforming into Blackout, unleashing a full assault on the base.

Blackout began to shoot, killing many men and destroying multiple cars and machines. Even with the bloodshed, he didn’t stop. On the hunt, searching for something. A terminal. He let out a shockwave, breaking all of the glass within the area and continued his hunt.

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“They bombed the antenna farm!” Epps shouted as he ran through the base. “We’re under attack!” Blackout continued shooting as soldiers ran out of firing range, some even getting in cars to avoid the assault and counterfire.

Though it turns out that wasn’t the brightest of ideas, as multiple cars flipped over themselves in the resulting explosions.

Blackout blew the roof off of a building, reaching in to grab the main database, ripping it out. Images flashed on one of the monitors, classified images of a project forgotten by everyone except those given clearance to see it. Those at the US SOCCENT base were not of those people.

“Cut the hard lines, it’s going after the files!” Sharp commanded through the chaos. One of the officers struggled with the box. “Damnit, it’s locked! I need a key!” Sharp, instead of wasting time getting a key like a normal person, proceeded to grab an axe and manually destroy the hard lines before Blackout could get what he was after.

Upon realising this, Blackout decided the best course of action would be Murder. Because why not.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

Lennox led Mahfouz and Fig through the chaos of flying sparks and metal, instructing the boy to hide in a crevice to avoid being hurt or killed.

Eppz ran through the, now battlefield, tripping on Blackout’s foot, alerting the con to his presence. He looked straight up, snapping a picture as Blackout scanned him. Blackout’s face then shifted into a gun.

“What the?!” Epps exclaimed in horror and confusion as he scurried away. Fig shot a flare into Blackout’s back, causing the con to cry out in confusion and pain. Lennox dragged Epps away as Scorponok launched off of his back, burrowing in the sand.

Blackout let out three large blasts, killing anyone who hadn’t managed to run away or who wasn’t already dead.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

You sat in history class, listening to other students give their genealogy reports. You were bored. Most of the reports were the same anyway. ‘Famous’ relative after ‘famous’ relative. You had taken to just looking out the window and ignoring everything by the time Sam Witwicky went up.

He brought out a bag of stuff, pouring it out on the table. You could see Mr Hosney visibly roll his eyes at this.

“Sorry, sorry. I got a lot of stuff.” Sam spoke, right before one of the jocks of the class, Trent, flicked a rubber-band towards him. You didn’t pay attention to whatever Mr Hosney said to that. Sam continued on regardless.

“So for my genealogy report, I chose to do a report on my great great grandfather. He was a famous man, Captain Archibald Witwicky. Very famous explorer, as he was one of the first to explore, The arctic circle.” Sam held up a map, likely a very old map.

Belongs in a museum. You thought to yourself. “Which was a big deal.” Sam spoke. “He led an expedition of 41 men to the arctic shelf in the late 1800s, 1897 being exact.” Sam placed the map down, picking up another object.

“So that’s the story. Here, here we have some of the basic tools used by 19th century seamen.” The class laughed, but Sam continued. “This here’s the uh, the quadrant, which you can get for 80$. It’s all for sale, by the way.”

“Like the sextant,” He held up another object. The class laughed again. You just mostly tuned the rest of the would-be auction out, waiting for Sam to continue with the actual presentation.

“Sorry, Sorry. Anyways, um, Unfortunately, My great-great grandfather, despite being a genius, wound up going blind and insane after that expedition, drawing weird symbols in a psycho ward and babbling on about a metal man in the ice.” Sam put the old newspaper and paper down, picking up his diary.

“He also wrote in a journal of sorts, about something called the Chronoforge.” Sam opened the book and began reading a passage.

“Verily, the days have slipped through my grasp like grains of sand in a tempest. The year, I am told by the markings on a calendar, is 1900. Since the conclusion of our arduous expedition, I find myself beset by visions of peculiar symbols, haunting my every waking moment. Alas, my shipmates dismiss my accounts as the ravings of a deluded mind, and perhaps they are not mistaken in their judgment.”

“In addition to these mystifying symbols, I have beheld a phenomenon beyond comprehension. Its nature eludes my feeble understanding, yet one word echoes relentlessly in my thoughts: Chronoforge. What manner of artifact or entity it may be, I cannot fathom. Nor do I possess any knowledge of its purpose, its whereabouts, or its significance. However, one fact remains starkly apparent: a being fashioned of metal, akin to a man yet not of mortal flesh, harbors an insatiable desire for this enigmatic Chronoforge. So great is his yearning that he willingly subjected himself to a frozen slumber, spanning many years, in pursuit of his elusive quarry.”

Sam held up the diary. “This is one of the last pieces of writing that’s coherent. He then draws pictures of what is presumably the Chronoforge, and mazes. The same maze, repeated over and over.” This intrigued you.

“This is 30$, and I’ll even pair it with the glasses if you buy it now.” Sam spoke, still trying to sell stuff. The bell rang before Mr Hosney could speak. ���Alright, there might be a pop quiz tomorrow, might not. Sleep in fear.” He spoke to the leaving students.

As you walked into the hallway, placing the books you didn’t need in your locker, Your friend Mikaela caught up with you. “I thought you were asleep, Honestly.” She said, causing you to jokingly roll your eyes.

“You gotta admit that was kinda boring. Trent just went off on a tangent about football, half the ‘famous’ relatives in there weren’t even the cool kind of famous and Sam just kept trying to sell us stuff.” You turned to her.

“Except the last bit, about the diary.” Mikaela laughed. You worked well together because you both had your things that most people wouldn’t expect girls to be into. Mikaela liked cars, and she was a beast in an auto-repair shop, and you liked puzzles. Not just the puzzle games either, mysteries.

“I figured that’d interest you. A weird object nobody’s ever heard of before now? Has your name written all over it.” Mikaela spoke. The both of you noticed Sam leaving the class. Mikaela looked at you. You looked at her. A silent communication.

You went towards Sam. “Sam! Hey!” You called out for him. He looked towards you, seemingly wanting to hurry the conversation, like he had somewhere to be.

He did, but you had no clue about that.

“The diary, it was how much? 20?” You asked him. He blinked, like he was processing the fact that someone actually wanted to buy from him. “30$..” He replied. You took out your wallet, handing him a 20 and a 10. He held out the diary, and you eagerly took it, though being gentle not to cause damage, more damage anyway, to the old book.

You went back to Mikaela, who had watched the exchange. “So.. Now you have this old man’s diary. What are you gonna do with it?” She asked you. You placed the book in your bag, turning back to her.

“I’m gonna take it, and then I’m gonna read it.” You spoke. Mikaela nodded, sighing as Trent called her. “Good luck.” You laughed, patting her shoulder as you walked out of the school.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

“Optimus, I’ve found the diary. It’s with a human female, approximately 18 years old.” A female voice sounded. There was a quiet hum before a male voice spoke through the radio.

“Tail her. The diary must not fall into Decepticon hands.” Optimus spoke, before the radio went silent.

“I won’t let you down, sir.” Arcee spoke, using her holoform as a disguise of some sorts and riding off after you.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

That afternoon, You were going through the diary. Your phone buzzed, breaking your concentration.

U sure u don’t want 2 come? - Mikaela

Lol, yeah. Trent annoys me. - ______

Alr, cu tmrw - Mikaela

You put your phone back down, continuing to read the diary. It started out as a simple captain's log, things a seaman in the 19th century would note down. Weather patterns, landmark notes, position of the ship, departure time, ect. Then, there was an entry about the metal man.

On that desolate expanse of ice, amidst the biting winds and the unforgiving cold, I chanced upon a spectacle beyond the ken of mortal man. A figure, towering tall as a cathedral spire, encased in a frozen embrace that seemed to defy the very laws of nature. His form, wrought entirely of metal, stood as a testament to some arcane craftsmanship beyond comprehension.

At first glance, I deemed him lifeless, a monument to the harshness of our polar surroundings. Yet, to my astonishment, he stirred; his eyes, aglow with an otherworldly radiance, pierced the darkness and laid bare the depths of my soul. It was then that I realized, with a shiver that transcended mere physical chill, that life yet pulsed within his metallic frame.

As his luminous gaze enveloped me, I found myself ensnared in a web of ethereal illumination, revealing to my bewildered senses a tapestry of symbols so cryptic and alien that they seared themselves into the recesses of my consciousness. Amongst this profusion of enigmatic glyphs, one word burned with an intensity that eclipsed all others: Chronoforge. What dark mysteries lay concealed within this word, I dare not contemplate. Yet, its resonance has plagued my every waking moment since our departure from the icy confines of the arctic realm, haunting my dreams with an insistent urgency that defies explanation.

You noted that word again; Chronoforge. Going through the diary some more, you saw drawings. The same drawings Sam had mentioned in his report. Drawings of a mysterious clock-like object, and mazes. The same maze repeated over and over, getting more and more deranged, messier and messier, until it stopped.

You could only assume that when it stopped, he had died.

“What were you trying to say..?” You spoke to yourself, getting a piece of paper and drawing the maze. It was odd. The ‘maze’ looped back on itself multiple times with what seemed like X’s in various places that got scribbled out. If it was a maze, it was a freakin’ weird one.

You sat there, staring at the maze for what felt like, and probably was, hours. Tracing the paths of the maze. Looking out your window, you could see the sun was beginning to set. You stood up from your desk, sighing and left your room, deciding that you needed a break before you went completely nuts.

As you walked outside, you saw something in the dim light of the sunset that definitely wasn’t there before. A motorbike, a really good motorbike that you wouldn’t be able to afford, even if you dropped out of highschool and worked 2 jobs for 20 years.

Walking up to the bike, you found a note. “Free bike. Keys are in ignition.” You spoke, reading the note’s content aloud. Looking around, you didn’t see any obvious cameras, nor someone peeking out from behind a bush, waiting to jump out and scare you like in those god awful prank shows.

“This cannot be real.” You spoke. “There is no way a bike this good is just, here. For free.” You looked around again, taking the keys into your hands, feeling them. “There has to be something wrong with it. A broken exhaust, or leaking oil chamber, or damaged steering, or…” You looked the bike over again.

“Or it’s just a really good bike.” You spoke. Looking around one last time, you rolled the bike into your garage, prepared to show it off at school tomorrow.

You failed to notice the keychain’s weird shape.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

TO BE CONTINUED..

[razzlerdazzler]

Hiii ^_^ Can I request a Cobra Commander x Reader (G.I. Joe Renegades)? Nobody seems to like this bastard enough to write anything... Reader is his subordinate and Commander is in the middle of scolding them for falling slightly behind the schedule with one of his projects. Then- a sudden twinge of pain and oh, look who's on the floor, begging his underling to help him make an injection >:] Reader: calm, serious, secretly gets off on touching their boss. Commander: startled, a bit embarrassed, secretly gets off on being touched and cared for. Thank you <3

An Insightful Meeting

Hello, I'm sorry this took so long. I wasn't quite sure if you wanted this to be nsfw or sfw, so I decided to make it sfw. However, I can absolutely make a part two that is nsfw if you'd like. I hope you like it :)

"And I've expected greater things from you." Your commander states in a shrill, chiding tone as he sits across from you at his desk. You were one of your commander's highest ranking subordinates, one of the few that he trusted the most. Considering how loyal and obedient you were to him and having risked your life for him multiple times. That being said however, that didn't stop him from scolding you for being a little behind schedule on one of his main projects.

"I'm sorry sir, I'll make sure the issues with the project get resolved immediately, and it won't happen again." You state, trying to appease him. He slowly gets up out of his chair, and stalks towards you, leaving his cane behind at his desk. His mask covering up most of his face, preventing you from being able to get any hints or indications about how he's feeling or what he's about to do. You feel glued to the seat as he slowly stalks closer to you, maintaining eye contact the whole time. You feel your heartbeat in your ears as he gets closer and closer to you, and you quietly hope that he can't hear it.

He slowly leans down until your faces are only mere inches from each other. As he looks down at you, you can see your face on his metal mask. You both continue to keep eye contact as he just stares down at you, as if he's trying to find something in the depths of your soul. You can't help but feel something stirring inside you at the sight, and can feel your thighs almost involuntarily clench, but don't move at all, still keeping eye contact with him. He seems to find what he's looking for as he turns his back to you and continues to walk around the room.

"You better, and make sure this never happens again," his voice unnaturally calm considering he yells at his other subordinates whenever they make a mistake or are behind schedule. Your eyes widen at the unnatural tone of his as you look at him as he's facing away from you. "I-" his words suddenly cut off as he has a coughing fit. You slowly stand up and stare at him concernedly, always worrying about him and his condition, being one of the few lucky subordinates who know about it.

"Sir?" You tentatively call out, looking at him worriedly as he raises a hand, signalling for you to wait. However, his coughing doesn't stop and you feel your blood run cold as he suddenly collapses into a kneeling position on the floor. "Sir!" You shout as you quickly get out of the chair and rush to his side. You kneel down beside him as he continues to cough, one of his hands on the floor, holding himself up as his other hand clutches onto his chest. "I-Injection, inside my right desk drawer," are the only words he's able to say between coughs.

You quickly get up and run towards his desk and pull open the top right drawer, and true to his word the syringe filled with his medicine is sitting neatly in his organized drawer. You grab it, not caring if you accidentally knock the drawer out of the desk, causing the rest of the contents in the drawer to spill onto the floor. You know that he'll probably scold you about it later, however there were much more important matters to deal with first. Instead of cleaning the mess up, you speedily make your way back over to him with the syringe and kneel beside him.

"Where do I inject sir?" You ask in a calm tone, making sure to stay level headed during the current situation. He continues to cough heavily and points towards the side of his neck that his red turtleneck sweater is covering. You nod and pull down the sweater on that part of his neck, making sure not to tear it as you are finally able to see his pale neck. You hold the syring up and gently insert the needle into his neck and inject the liquid inside the syringe into his neck until it's empty. You slowly pull the needle out and gently toss it a couple feet away as you check up on your boss.

Without thinking, you put a hand on his back and gently run it up and down in a soothing motion as his coughing starts die down. "Are you okay sir? Is there anything else I can do to help?" You ask in a gentle, soothing voice. His coughing slowly comes to an end as he takes deep breaths and looks up at you, "i'm fine, you've done all you can." You feel your shoulders loosen up from their tensed position as your body starts to relax from the news. "That's good," you whisper. You've seen how weak he is after some of these episodes and know that you'll both most likely be on the floor for a little while.

As everything starts to calm down, you remember your surroundings and who exactly you're with, causing your shoulders to tense up at the close proximity, and that stirring in your stomach returns. You suddenly become aware of your hand that is still slowly running up and down his back in a comforting manner. You both make eye contact and it's like a staring contest that you can't look away from, you feel like if you look away for even a second then the moment will be gone, lost forever, and you don't want it to end quite yet. His eye is wide as you both quietly continue the silent staring contest. As you look into his eye you notice that it's dilating and you can't help but wonder if the rest of his face is this expressful. You can't help but notice a little bit of a blush that is barely showing above his mask.

"Sir?" You whisper, worrying that if you raise your voice any higher, then the tension in the room will break, and you don't know what would happen if that occured. He continues to stare at you, unmoving, and you can't help but wonder if he heard you. Luckily, you noticed the small nod of his head and took that as approval to keep talking. "Sir, can I hold you?" You quietly whisper, and his eye widens even wider in surprise, which you didn't think was possible. He stays quiet for a couple of seconds and you can't help but feel your heart fall at the silence. Have you ruined the moment? Have you gone too far and crossed a boundary? These questions kept running through your mind and you could feel the sense of dread and heartbreak start to seep into your mind. However, before they have a chance to take over, or before you could try to fix the situation, he nods his head slightly.

Your eyes widened and you felt your heart beat faster as he cleared his throat and whispered, "you may." You nod and tentatively open your arms, gently wrapping them around his frame. Your hands gently rest at the back of his shoulders and neck. You feel him tense up for a couple seconds, and you're unable to see the look in his eyes from this angle so you stay still until you feel him slowly relax in your arms. He lays his head in the crook of your neck and you gently hold him closer to you.

You notice how cold his body feels, even through all the layers of clothes he has on. Your hand starts to gently run up and down his back again. Repeating the same comforting movement that it did earlier. You feel him snuggle slightly closer to you at the movement of your hand and you can't help but smile gently at the feeling. You just close your eyes and enjoy the moment that you've been thinking about ever since you joined C.O.B.R.A and met him. You could stay like this forever. You both stay there for what feels like hours, but couldn't have been longer than at least 30 minutes. He slowly pulls away from you and you let him.

"I'm feeling better now," he says coldly as he slowly stands up, making your heart clench and you want to frown, but you make sure your face stays neutral as you stand up as well. He slowly makes his way to his desk without any help and sits down in his chair as he looks up at you, "you may go now, remember to keep up on schedule with the projects." you inwardly flinch at the cold demeanor, and remember what you were intitially there for, is he seriously going to pretend that this never happened? "Yes sir," you respond professionally, making sure your disappointment wasn't showing.

You turn towards the door to leave and reach for the doorknob until he calls out again. "And do be sure to return back to my office at 8pm tonight. Your eyes widen and you can't help but smile at the door, knowing what he is implying. You turn your head towards him with a smile and nod. "Yes sir," you reply happily as you turn your head back towards the door and exit the room. You gently close the door behind you and can't help but feel giddy for what's gonna happen later tonight. As you turn towards the hallway your smile quickly turns into a frown as you spot Brian smirking and leaning against one of the walls with his arms crossed.

"Gee, that sure was a long meeting," he says wryly. You roll your eyes at the comment, "he was informing me on what I should do to fix the problems. He shakes his head and chuckles, "is that so? Well I mean if that's the case then you two sure were quiet, I mean I didn't hear any talking in there." He raises his hands and shrugs and smiles, "but who knows? After all, I did hear some movement in there earlier." He says sarcastically and laughs. "Perhaps our boss has just been spending time with his favorite pet," he says mockingly. However, you just ignore his remarks as you make your way down the hallway as a small smile comes to your face. After all, you've got a date to get ready for.

[padskywalkerrr]

A (big) little misunderstanding - SnakeScar (G.I Joe)

SnakeScar - Snake Eyes x Scarlett

Shipwreck is an avid reader and so decides to open a book club at the Pit with Cover Girl, but an unexpected discovery puts them on an embarrassing and revealing investigation to the despair of Hawk, Snake Eyes and Scarlett.

— We have to thank Covergirl and Shipwreck, the book is sensational. — I never imagined myself reading something like this. — I had to take three cold showers after I finished reading chapter twenty. — Hey, keep your voice down! Snake Eyes is right there. — But he won't hear us, will he? — He's a ninja! — Exactly, a ninja isn't Superman. Do ninjas have super hearing by any chance? — I wouldn't doubt it. — We shouldn't be talking about this. Damn, and there's no book club left to discuss the book and I loved it! I wanted to discuss my theories. I really think the book should have a sequel. — Me too. Not to mention the main characters' devotion to each other, the plot, the slow burn… — They really are just like Snake Eyes and Scarlett. Although they said she has nothing to do with the book, it was a strange coincidence. — Are they just like the characters even during the private training they do in the morning? — Shh!

— They would be disappointed. — Storm Shadow diverts his attention from the whispered conversation with his comment. — I've seen your training and it certainly doesn't end that way, much to Red's dismay, because I think she would like it.

Snake Eyes drops his cutlery and starts signing a series of words, some quite offensive, to his brother who just smiles maliciously back.

[navek15]

Comic book readers of Tumblr, what does my current and future pull list say about my tastes as a comic book fan?

Absolute Green Lantern

Absolute Wonder Woman

Action Comics

Avengers

Batgirl

Dawnrunner

Destro

Flash Gordon

G.I. Joe

Gatchaman

Geiger

Goobers

Helen of Wyndhorn

Immortal Thor

JSA

Minor Arcana

My Adventures with Superman

Redcoat

Scarlett

Star Trek: Lower Decks

Transformers

UFO Robot Grendizer

Ultimate Black Panther

Ultimate Spider-Man

Ultimate X-Men

Ultimates

Ultraman X Avengers

Void Rivals

[pluralsword]

(one must be gentle) they can hold hands. Love Flamewar and Shadow Striker together so much. The smaller side of Flamewar's hand, where the thumb is, is what we squeezed through Shadow Striker's hand slowly, be careful

Also spinning wheels image that is either just non-sexual sensuality pg13 or somewhat lewd (imo also in pg13 territory) depending on context. Going by Lost Light where Roller is spinning Nickel's wheel feet in public and commenting that she has very nice wheels while Nickel smiles about it and enjoys it, it isn't necessarily horny enough or intimate enough to avoid doing in public. But on a basis of Devils Due (humor, decidedly, but still) it might be given that in G.I. Joe vs. The Transformers III Arcee flirts with Bumblebee by saying 'forget kissing you if you win our race to the spacebridge, I'll rotate your tires instead,' which while decidedly different than spinning someone's wheels since rotating tires means switching tire positions on a vehicle/bot (which is actually important for maintenance and upkeep which raises more questions), Bumblebee then yelling 'Wahoo!' and racing ahead makes us wonder how he'd feel about wheels getting touched in general.

For the sake of our own writing we share on this account and this image, we write sensory touch of different parts of the body of a transformer in this manner whether wings or wheels or back stacks or doors or tails or what have you as something partnering bots do for aesthetic/gender affirmation and euphoria which does confer a sort of pleasure of 'making real' (if you want to be academic, reification) in particular in part because it helps them connect with their alt mode and the shape they enjoy, rather than er, a sexual drive, though it certainly can be sensual. We suppose that touching one's corresponding arm or thigh parts while they are in alt mode would be similar, though we haven't written that yet. It's not just a multimodal thing though, its also just, sharing one's shapes with each other and making love in that regard. Which is a very trusting intimate thing to do with someone whether or not sex is involved, as many asexual people could tell you. If you want examples of our writing in this sense, you can check out:

-some chromeblade smooching and wing and wheel touching in Chapter 7 of Rekindling Flight, before we figured out how to write the euphoria aspect of this in a lovemaking manner. We might go back and add to this.

-Chapter 3 and Chapter 15 of Addendum (an IDW1 Arcee novel fanfic) with Arcee/Codexa and Anode/Lug respectively, amusingly Chapter 3 is before Arcee's surgery and Chapter 15 is before Anode's while she and Lug are still trying to figure out their genders, so they both have a sense of trying to give and/or receiving euphoria to help with dysphoria by reifying parts of the body the two wanted to change

-Trusting Transformations is an Arcee x reader fic that also touches on this (the reader's character is a gender/aesthetically expansive transformer)

We want to talk about casual or reassuring contextually non-sensual public touch of alt mode kibble is commonplace among friends or from aesthetic/gender kinship but don't have the spoons to get into that and real world human bodied parallels rn. And yes that, and intimate affirmation touch are all things we have experienced and that we are deeply glad for

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Devil May Care: Part Two

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.1k

Warnings: canon angst and violence

Summary: Castiel is missing after you told him to go to the Bunker after the angels fell. However, that is put on hold when Abaddon calls with two hostages that you now need to save.

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Supernatural. All credit goes to their respective owners. Any and all comments on these are appreciated.

x

You walk onto the bus and kneel next to the first dead guy you see. You notice there is a bullet wound on his chest, and before you think that this is what killed him, you pull back his shirt to get a better look at it.

"Sam, check this out," you say and show him the wound. "This wound is a decade old, easily. Check that body out too."

Sam walks over to the next body and examines it to find the same kind of wound, something that happened to the victim over ten or so years ago. Dean finally walks onto the bus, and you stand to greet him.

"Anything?"

"This guy was shot in the heart but the wound is over a decade old. Every one of these bodies has a fatal wound or three, but they're all old."

"So, we're looking at meatsuits? The bodies took a licking and the demons inside kept them ticking," Dean says.

"Probably. I think they were possessed, and now those soldiers are."

This bus was filled with demons in prisoner meatsuits and soldiers who are missing, and you can only assume the demons took them for a joy ride. The same Sergeant enters the bus with a tablet in her hand.

"Excuse me, agents? We pulled this off a security camera. You might want to take a look."

You take the tablet and watch the video with both Winchesters looking over your shoulders. The bus pulls into the parking lot for ten minutes, and then the soldiers inside step out and begin walking away. The last person to leave is someone you know and recognize, and your blood boils at the sight of her.

Abaddon.

You three finish what you're doing before leaving the bus so you can talk about this privately.

"Abaddon? Seriously?! I thought you Kentucky fried that meat suit," Dean says.

"I did, Dean," Sam sighs.

"You—well, then how'd she get it back? Why's she playing G.I. Joe?"

"No clue. Why don't you ask her when we find her?"

"Oh, I will, and then I'm gonna chop her fucking head off. Again."

"Leaving Abaddon alone in that warehouse wasn't the best idea, was it? You should have kept her buried," you smile sweetly, and Dean rolls his eyes in annoyance.

You're not going to get answers from here, so you decide to head back to the Bunker and come up with a game plan there. It's in the middle of the night and you're about halfway home when Kevin calls. He's panicking, and when he panics, nothing is ever good.

"Wait, Abaddon has what?" Sam says over the phone. He pulls back and places Kevin on speakerphone so you can all hear what he has to say. Kevin starts rambling in a panic, but Sam is quick to shut that down. "Kevin, you need to calm down. Tell us what happened."

"This lady called me. She gave me coordinates and two names. 44.053051 by -123.127860, and Irv Franklin and Tracy Bell."

"Abandon must have them," you whisper.

"Irv's a friend, but I don't know Tracy," Dean says.

"Alright, the lady said they were hunters, and that if you didn't go save them, that she would kill them. Who is this lady?"

"She's the bad guy, Kevin," you say. "Forget the angel tablet right now. We need you to look up everything you can on the Knights of Hell."

"Knights of Hell? Okay," Kevin sighs after a beat.

"If you find a way to kill one, and I mean permanently, call us," Dean says.

"Hey, how are the kids?" you ask before Sam can hang up on him.

"They're doing fine. They're playing in front of me where I can see them. Say hi," he says to them.

"Hi Mommy," Joanna says.

Knowing that they are fine, Sam hangs up the phone. New mission: Find Abaddon and hope not to get killed in the process. Sam works his magic on the laptop and pulls up the coordinates Kevin gave.

"The numbers point to a spot on the outskirts of Eugene, Oregon. You know this is a trap, right?"

"Yup."

"We're just going to walk right into it?"

"With guns blazing. Are you with us?"

"Always."

It takes an extra half-day to get there, so when you finally arrive, it's the middle of the day. This place really is an abandoned town. All the buildings are broken down with graffiti on virtually every surface. There are no signs of life anywhere, but Sam being Sam looked up the history of the town before you arrived.

"What the hell happened here?" you ask.

"A local chemical plant sprung a leak years ago. They evacuated three square blocks. I guess it's still contaminated."

"Wait, so this whole place is poisonous?" Dean asks.

"Yeah."

Dean instinctively covers his cock, and you laugh at this.

"Oh sweetheart, that's not going to help," you giggle and kiss his cheek. "Look, guys, if you see Abaddon, let me handle her. I'll try and hold her back while you shoot the ever-living shit out of her. Okay?"

"You got it," Sam and Dean agree.

While the coordinates are located in this town, the true location of Irv and Tracy is in the local diner that looks unsafe to even be in. You break open the lock on the door with your magic before pushing the door open cautiously.

Irv and Tracy are tied and gagged in the middle of the room with their backs to each other. Sam and Dean rush over to help them, but you stay by the door.

"Irv? Are you okay? Where's Abaddon?" Dean says when he removes his gag.

"Abaddon's been torturing hunters. She's trying to get intel on you three."

"Do you know why?" you ask and look out the lightly boarded-up window.

"I seriously doubt she wants to add you to her Christmas card list. Now, do you wanna make with the rescue or what?" Irv asks about his and Tracy's ties.

"Right after you take a shot of holy water."

Since some demons have mastered hiding from you, you can't be sure that Irv and Tracy aren't demons themselves. The best way to test this is with holy water, and both hunters take a sip to prove they are themselves.

"Happy?" Tracy snaps.

"You know the drill," Dean shrugs.

"Don't worry about it. The last thing you need is us popping black eyes," Irv sighs.

Dean takes care of Irv while Sam unties Tracy from her restraints.

"You're Tracy, right? I'm Sam Winchester," he tries to be friendly to her.

"Good for you," she snaps and moves away from him as fast as possible.

"She's new," Irv whispers. "We did a shifter job in Sacramento together. She's smart, but has a mouth on her."

"Let's gear up."

Dean and Sam work with Tracy and Irv to gather as many supplies and weapons as they can for the demons you know are coming. You're still by the window, and you haven't taken your eyes off the ground outside. If they are going to come, then the first place you think they'd look would be the place they locked Irv and Tracy up.

"Aren't you going to get ready with us?" Tracy asks.

"Honey, I am the weapon."

You demonstrate by throwing a ball of magic into the furthest wall. The plaster crumbles to the ground and there is a small dent, but Irv and Tracy understand what you can do.

"Alright, we got Jesus juice, guns are loaded with Devil's Trapped bullets, angel blades, and our own personal warhead. Anything else?"

You look out the window again, and this time, you see two demons in soldier meatsuits carrying rifles.

"Shit, they're coming and they've got assault rifles."

"So, what's the play here?" Irv asks.

Dean comes up with the brilliant plan to record his voice on his phone to lure the demons in here so that gives you time to escape and come up with a better plan. Once he does that, you five leave the diner through the back before the demons can come inside.

"We gotta kill the SEAL douche team in there, so Irv, you, and I will go left, and Sam, you, Y/N, and Tracy go right."

"Okay, let's move," Sam says, but Tracy has other plans

He lays a hand on her shoulder, but she jerks back aggressively and glares at him.

"Don't fucking touch me."

"Whoa, what's the problem?" you ask.

"My family's dead because of him."

"What?"

"I watched a demon slaughter my parents and the whole time it talked about how it was celebrating some dumbass kid who let Lucifer out of his cage."

Sam's whole face drops at her accusations. He still feels bad for what happened nearly four years ago.

"Okay, new plan. Tracy and I will go this way, and you, Sam, and Irv go the other way," you suggest. "Are you okay with that?"

"As long as it's not with him," Tracy shrugs.

You and Tracy leave the men's side, and you wait until they are out of earshot before you talk to her. The men will deal with the demons inside the diner while you're on Abaddon duty.

"Listen, Sam's not the only person who thought what he was doing was right. It went to shit. He made a mistake. That's part of being--"

"A hunter?" Tracy scoffs.

"Human." You let your words sink into her brain before continuing. "Look, if you want to be pissed at Sam, then be my guest. If you want to avenge your parents' death, then you have to go after the ones with black eyes. You have to know who the real monsters are in this world, kid."

You round a corner and come face to face with Abaddon. She rears her fist back and punches you to the ground, and you crumble in a cry of pain. Tracy takes out her gun and fires at her three times, and Abaddon stands there and takes it with a sinister smile.

"Nice try," she chuckles. She lifts her shirt up to reveal a bulletproof vest. "Kevlar beats magic bullets. I love the future."

You spit out some blood from your mouth and grin with bloody teeth. You blast Abaddon back with your magic, putting a few dozen feet between you and Tracy, and her. You put up a forcefield to keep her at bay while you stand up.

"Go get Dean."

"What? No, what about you?"

"Trust me, I can handle my own. Go get Dean!"

Tracy runs away from you, and when she is at a safe distance, you let down your forcefield so you can face Abaddon head-on.

"Finally, alone at last," she grins.

You blast her again, but she quickly dodges that as she runs at you. She throws her hand in front of her, and you're forced to your knees in front of her. You raise your hand to blast her, but she grabs your arm and snaps it in two.

Instead of the reaction she was hoping for, you just laugh in her face. Without blinking, you snap your arm back into place with a sicking crack.

"You're going to have to try a lot harder than that," you glare.

She uses her powers to pin your other arm behind you so that you're completely in a lock. You can easily get out of this, but if you keep distracting her, then she won't go after your family. Sam and Dean can handle the demons, but not Abaddon.

"I really appreciate the three of you coming when I call. I think that's what I like most about you Winchesters. You're so obedient and suicidally stupid. I like that, too," she grins.

"What the hell do you want?"

"I want Crowley, or what's left of him. I can't imagine you've been treating him with five-star quality."

"What's in it for me?" you chuckle.

She yanks on your arm, and you groan in pain from the strain she's putting on your body.

"I let you die. You give me Crowley's head, and I will snap your neck, quick and clean. You won't feel a thing, trust me."

"Yeah? What if I tell you to bite me?" you grin.

"I've thought a lot about possessing your delicious husband. He's got a body to die for, but you? I'm sure you got a 'no demons allowed' tattoo somewhere on your body. I'll peel it off your skin and blow smoke up your ass. It'll feel so good to possess a witch."

"You truly don't want to see the horrors waiting for you inside my head if you do. I'm the Sapphire Witch. I'll make you regret possessing me, and I'll keep you locked in my head without a second thought."

"Ooh, keep talking dirty," she chuckles. "Once I'm on top, I'll make you watch. Have you ever felt an infant's blood drip down your chin? Or listened to a girl scream as you rip her guts out? Have you ever heard your husband plead for you as you skin him alive? I bet your children taste amazing."

All thought flies out the window as soon as she mentions your kids. Dean can handle his own, your kids can't.

x

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DATE A LIVE

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DC

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L Misa Amane

DEVIL MAY CRY

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ENSEMBLE STARS

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FATE SERIES

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[sorcerous-caress]

Oh dear, I deleted that mess when I made this my main. I cannot share the cringe 😭 but I can assure you that it involved alot of Infamous x Lis crossover fanart/Fanfic where I mashed Fetch and Max together like mutilated G.I Joe action figures. 15 year old me was on something else😭

The phase "little doe" was said. Way Too Much

PFJWOCSI oh my god dude literally same. I found a single phrase I liked and thought it was the hottest thing in the universe and the phrase was "my dear" I am throwing up rn.

I made the blog when I was 17 even tho I never posted smut until 18, I was afraid I'd get a callout post that's like "um actually the op LIED they said they were 18 but they are 17.5 MINOR ALERT"

Fine then it's just me and my cringe. Gonna still link it.

Sure my writing skills were worse back then but you can tell I genuinely had more fun with it, yk? In aot there was a bunch of little kids that the fandom hated on. So out of spite I made a short series that are like a cartoon but told in stories about the 4 little kids and their cringy adventures, you the reader as their babysitter with your husband their 30y old cousin.

I had so much fun and I used emojis in the titles. I've put so much effort into presenting each and every story. Now I barely put effort in those things because I focus on the writing more and I want to appeal to a more mature audience rather than the teen demographic my 17y old self wanted.

It is bittersweet. Feel free to browse through the blog if you want. It's @aphrodite-would-be-proud it also has its evil twin for my "dark content" stories but that one is staying buried for now.

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Free Comic Book Day is rapidly approaching, marking a time of year when comic book fans come out in droves to support their local shops.

There’s been some form of a Free Comic Book Day every year since 2002, with comic shops and comic pros coming together to make it an event that includes signings, contests, and more.

A lot of that success is thanks to the involvement of the publishers, who offer up some of their biggest titles. FCBD is now where the biggest storylines and newest titles are teased first, meaning this is the go-to event if you’re looking forward to 2024’s biggest stories.

What is Free Comic Book Day?

Always held the first Saturday in May, Free Comic Book Day is an annual event where retailers offer up free comics as promotional items. The event tends to be fairly massive, even more so than events like Batman Day.

The first Free Comic Book Day took place in 2002, organized by comic shop owner Joe Field and Image Comics co-founder Jim Valentino. The original event was scheduled to coincide with the release of Spider-Man as a means of capitalizing on the positive interest in comics being generated by a new wave of successful comic book movies, like X-Men and Blade.

Ultimate Spider-Man takes center stage for Marvel’s FCBD 2024 offerings.

The original release date stuck as a tradition, with every FCBD taking place the first Saturday in May (the lone exception being 2004’s event, which was shuffled to July to the release of Spider-Man 2).

The comics themselves are free, but retailers do still pay for them, albeit at a heavily discounted rate, with publishers covering the production cost of the comics. As such, many fans consider it good etiquette to support your local store by buying a few comics while you’re there for the freebies.

Availability of the comics can vary based on location. To find out where your local store is, you can check out at Comic Shop Locator.

Every available Free Comic Book Day 2024 title

Free Comic Book Day takes place May 4, 2024. Here’s every comic that will be offered through Diamond Distributors for FCBD 2024.

Every FCBD 2024 Gold Title

Blood Hunt/X-Men #1

(W) Jed MacKay, Gail Simone (A) Sara Pichelli, David Marquez (CA) Kael Ngu

Time once again for a shot of all-new Marvel goodness, absolutely free! First, witness the overture to this summer’s major crossover event starring the Avengers – Blood Hunt! And then get a glimpse of the future of mutantkind as Jubilee learns that you cannot go home again!

Exclusive Original Material

Rating: Teen

The New Adventures of Encanto/Turning Red #1

(W) Bill Presing, Sloane Leong, Amparo Ortiz (A) Andrea Greppi, Sergio Algozzino

A double-sided preview featuring new stories that continue the adventures of Encanto and Turning Red. In Encanto: Tall Tales, Mirabel, Camilo, and Antonio battle a bully by spinning a yarn about an even bigger baddie…with magical results! Meanwhile, in Turning Red: Panda Problems, Meilin Lee struggles with containing her inner furry self. Her friends and family are her only hope to battle these hairy emotions!

Preview Material

Rating: All-Ages

DC FCBD Special Edition

It’s an exciting new project from DC, but it’s being kept under lock and key for the time being. Stay tuned for more details in the coming months!

Energon Universe Special

(W) Robert Kirkman, Daniel Warren Johnson, Joshua Williamson (A) Lorenzo De Felici, Various (A/CA) Ryan Ottley

Discover three all new stories from the Energon Universe, with stunning revelations for the worlds of Transformers, G.I. Joe and Void Rivals from the biggest names in comics.

A perfect jumping on point for new readers and a can’t miss for long-term fans.

Hellboy/Stranger Things

(W) Mike Mignola, Derek Fridolfs (A) Mark Laszlo, Jonathan Case (CA) Mike Mignola

Um . . . stories from Mike Mignola’s Hellboy, AND Stranger Things? Yes, please! In Hellboy, “The Fortune Teller,” Hellboy consults a crystal ball-reader for help solving a murder, but things go off the rails when she gets distracted reading Hellboy’s own future. Then, in Stranger Things, “Deliver Me From Evil,” Argyle and Jonathan swap fantastical and scary tales as they make one last pizza delivery for the night.

Original Exclusive Material

Rating: Teen

Jonny Quest

The fantastic scifi-adventure exploits of 11-year-old Jonny Quest as he travels to exotic locales around the world with; his scientist father Dr. Benton Quest, his adoptive brother Hadji, his bodyguard Race Bannon, and his faithful dog Bandit. Join the Quest team in tackling new government assignments, solving mysteries and apprehending sophisticated villains for the betterment of mankind.

Pokemon Adventures: Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire/Splattoon

Awesome Pokémon adventures inspired by the best-selling Pokémon Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire video games! Sapphire and Emerald need Ruby’s help to stop a crisis of planetary proportions-a meteor hurtling toward their home! Can three Hoenn Pokédex holders stop a crisis of epic magnitude?

Paired with all-new adventures featuring the beloved characters from the hit Nintendo Splatoon video games! Goggles is back with new friends and new battles! Goggles travels to the Splatlands, meets an inkling named Braid, and embarks on a fresh series of adventures set in the world of Splatoon!

Preview Material

Rating: All-Ages

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

It’s been four decades since Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird released the very first issue of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in May 1984. Join us as we kick off a brand-new era for the Heroes in a Half Shell with two all-new short stories and a preview of what’s next in the IDW comics.First, there is a new masked vigilante in New York, looking to carry on the tradition set by the Turtles themselves. Get a special prelude of the new miniseries, straight from the mind of Juni Ba (Harley Quinn: Black + White + Redder; Monkey Meat).

Second, a blast from the past! A brand-new tale told in a classic IDW style, featuring fan-favorite talent Paul Allor (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles vs. Street Fighter) and Andy Kuhn.

Finally, there will be an exclusive preview of what’s next for TMNT!

Exclusive Original Material

Rating: All-Ages

The Worlds of James Tynion IV

(W) James Tynion Iv (A) Eryk Donovan, Michael Dialynas, Werther Dell’Edera

On the eve of the 5-year anniversary of Something is Killing the Children and the 10-year anniversary of The Woods and Memetic, celebrate James Tynion IV’s iconic run of horror classics at BOOM! Studios in this exclusive FCBD special.

Featuring a curated line-up of some of his most terrifying and thought-

provoking stories, alongside exciting teases of what’s to come and an exclusive collectible cover, this is one issue that fans will not want to miss.

Reprint Material

Rating: Teen

Ultimate Universe Spider-Man #1

(W) Zeb Wells, Deniz Camp (A) Juan Frigeri (A/CA) Ryan Stegman

Just weeks ahead of Amazing Spider-Man #50, get the first taste of the return of the Goblin! Plus, prepare for the next evolutionary step of the Ultimate Universe as a powerful new hero debuts! But it doesn’t end there! Oh no, there are some surprises up our sleeve on this one!

Exclusive Original Material

Rating: Teen

Unicorn Crush

(W) Dana Simpson (A) Dana Simpson

Love and magic are in the air in this enchanting collection of Phoebe and Her Unicorn comic strips featuring Phoebe and her one-of-a-kind unicorn friend, Marigold Heavenly Nostrils. Young readers will enjoy the caring and comedic adventures of this colorful duo as they rediscover the magic in themselves and in each other. Whether you’re a devoted fan or new to the spellbinding world of Phoebe and Marigold, Unicorn Crush will leave you with a smile on your face and a warm, sparkly feeling in your heart.

Preview Material

Rating: All-Ages

Witches of Brooklyn

(W) Sophie Escabasse (A/CA) Sophie Escabasse

The smash-hit Witches of Brooklyn series returns! Join Effie and friends on a one-of-a-kind, magical adventure in this new story from Sophie Escabasse. Featuring fun activities, new and existing fans can jump right into this exclusive comic!

Exclusive Original Material

Rating: All-Ages