#he's loyally unhinged your honor

[deadsetobsessions]

Clark was used to being, at the very least, respected by Bruce’s brood of birds.

Nightwing loved him as Robin, Red Hood and Red Robin was equally awed when they met him as Robins, and the current Robin… respected him on the field. Mostly.

So, whatever he’s done to receive Red Robin’s gimlet stare and blank face of immense disapproval, he needs to fix it. ASAP.

But what did he do wrong?

——

Tim Drake was a vigilante on a Mission. No, he was a Bat on a Mission. And that mission is to make Superman’s life as hellish as possible for as long as it took for the man to get his head out of his ass.

While Tim understands the violation that the man must have felt with Conner’s existence coming into life by his nemesis, it doesn’t excuse how the grown adult had been treating Connor, who is still not an adult. In fact, he’s practically a child!

And any good vigilante or person would take offense at a kid being treated badly!

Well, even if Connor was forty, Tim would still feel the same way. His best friend is his best friend. Tim knows himself well enough to admit he is kind of intense and extremely protective of the people he gives his trust to. Ride or die? No, he’s ride, get revenge, and then die. Only Tim and Connor’s other, cherished, friends can hurt his feelings without fear of retaliation.

So when Superman failed to step up to his adult status, Tim Drake went nuclear. First, neutralize Superman’s allies. Fortunately, this is the easiest part of the entire operation. Unfortunately, this included Bruce. Oh well, Bruce should have picked better friends. Tim shrugged and sent a message to his fans and mentor.

RR: If you help Superman or try to stop me, I’ll tell Alfred exactly how many minutes you spent not resting after the last Arkham Breakout got contained and [img. 32] [blackmail 14. pdf] B-man: …Understood.

That’s one down.

RR: Wonder Woman. Can I interest you in a collector item originating from the first world war that currently legally belongs to Drake Industries? W-W: In exchange for my silence, no doubt. RR: It'll be delivered on Wednesday. I'm sure you'll have no time to visit the watch tower.

That's two of the main ones that would defend Superman. By the end of the week, Tim had blackmailed, bribed, and casually distracted everybody that could be in the watch tower next Wednesday, save for Superman. Tim strolled into the cave, locked eyes with the rest of his siblings and Bruce as he cracked open the encryption lock on the kryptonite container and plucked a sizable chunk out of the reinforced safe. He smiled politely at Dick, who stopped in his tracks, and strolled right back out.

"... You know, I don't want to get in between that." Dick muttered.

"Agreed." Damian crossed his arms, looking uneasy.

"That's the smile he gave me when he went to fuck up a gang that mugged Benard. The crime rates went down for a good half a year after that." Steph grimaced.

"I'm sure Supes deserved whatever Timbit's got in store for him. I'm not risking my hide for him." Jason went back to cleaning his guns.

Bruce simply sighed. He couldn't say anything, having been threatened into compliance ages ago. He mentally wished Clark good luck and may his gods have mercy on him, because Tim sure as hell won't.

RR: got the ok

RR: ready?

Cassieeee: Yeah, Bart's got the stuff.

RR: kryptonite secured. Kon?

Cassieeee: Jaime's distracting him

For the rest of the week, he needled and glared at Superman. Tim made sure Superman's existence on the Watch Tower was as miserable as it could be, starting with cold coffee that never heated no mater how much Superman lasered the liquid. Let it be said that Tim gave the man adequate warning.

At meetings:

"Regardless of Superman's less than adequate report-" Tim would say, reveling in the blatant insult because the man's an accredited reporter.

Or, when the League spoke with the present members of Young Justice, they'd do the opposite of Tim's heavy murder glare and ignore Superman the best they can.

With Zatanna's help, he'd concealed his presence from Superman's senses and stalked him around Metropolis for the remainder of the week, perching on the top of his headboard when Clark woke up, appearing behind him during meetings or casual conversations only to glare him.

Tim thought about shredding the man's personal life... but that would be a step too far. He's not a villain. Yet.

And when Wednesday came, Tim, flanked by a blood thirsty Cassie and a coldly cheery Bart, equipped his new kryptonite knuckle rings and stepped into the transporter. Clark was about to be on the receiving end of the most patient Robin. Only fools disturbed a dozing dragon, but Clark was an idiot and Tim is nothing but a full blooded Drake.

——

"What made you change your mind?" Dinah asked Clark. The man had been going to therapy more often, and had been interacting with Superboy more. He tried to check his tone.

Clark held a hand to his cheek. "Red Robin's reckoning," he muttered in a haze. Clark refused to elaborate, even as he glanced around warily.

Dinah stared at Clark. What the hell was he looking for? No one's here.

I love the idea of Tim being openly pissed at Clark for Conner's sake and just scaring the shit out of superman

[kianaisspiraling]

*inhales*

WILD LIFE WILD LIFE WILDLIFEWILDLIFEWIL—

Okay okay so so far I've only watched Grian's pov but I'm gonna be binging soooo many others right after this.

First off- Skizz, Mumbo and Grian is just. Such an unexpected and silly group, I love them. Skizz, loyal to the bone. Grian, loyal but can switch sides if needed; won't betray you first. And Mumbo; the least loyal guy on the server, goes completely bonkers the moment he turns red

They also all just like. Carry themselves so seriously? But will very quickly devolve into being incredibly silly? So so silly. They will NOT last long, they're gonna fall apart faster than the Southlands for sure with the cheating allegations Mumbo is throwing at Grian, but it'll be hilarious :)

Grian: apologizing for knowing the wild cards beforehand

Me: smiles and adds it to the pile of Watcher Grian lore

Moving on from them:

*inhales again*

MISSING DOG FOUND-?!?

AND WE GOT TREEBARK BACK!!!!!! :D

The sheer happiness I felt when I saw Ren back oh my void, we missed you buddy. Martyn immediately pairing up with Ren whenever they are on the same server has my heart. They're theatre kids your honor. Can't wait to see Ren pull out his guitar <3

We also have TEAM CRINGE-FAIL-?! Lizzie, Scar, Jimmy all on the same team-? That's amazing. It would be hilarious if THIS is the season Tim wins. SURELY having such a high concentration of loser (affectionate) energy will circle around to make them clutch. Surely. It's their moment.

Smth smth, Lizzie and Scar were the only two people alone last season. Smth smth, Lizzie died first and Scar last. Smth smth, Scar reaches out an unconditional hand to Lizzie, offering her an ally because he knows what it's like to be without. Smth smth, Lizzie accepts because she knows waiting for allies leads to none. They're friends now :)

I also heard Scar brought the reputation points back?? If that's true then oml we're so close to getting a Third Life parody. So so close, especially with Scar falling off a cliff and dying while singing, claiming that everything that touches the light is his. It is SUCH a good season for us folks that never left the desert. Bonus points if Grian ends up with Scar after the Sub-One Club inevitably crumbles.

We've ALSO got the op, terrifying duo of Gem and Joel. They are going to be SO unhinged. They will be the chaos group this season, mark my words. They will inevitably fuck shit up and I am WAITING for it. Manifesting Gem or Joel win >:)

And over here we've got three of the divorce quartet (Scott, Pearl, and Cleo) allied with the local supportive dad (Impluse). Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone outside or in between, we once again have the girls, the gays, and ImpulseSV. Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss, girldad <3

The three of them just reminiscing on Double Life while Impulse stays quiet, internally remembering his little life in the suburbs with Bdubs as they stirred the pot and watched drama unfold. He DOES NOT have anything to add to this conversation on messy divorce.

Also apparently Scott canonically believes that HE'S the reason Jimmy broke the canary curse and Scar won in secret life?? Because he stopped them from allying together last season or something?? That's just wonderful to me. I don't think he's entirely wrong either, they would've destroyed each other SO quickly

Now, getting on to BigB and whatever he's got going on. Something DEFINITELY happened to him in that hole last season, because he is getting increasingly cryptic. OF COURSE he would live in the Pale Garden with the Creaking. Where else would he go??

I absolutely love everyone making BigB a Creaking hybrid, but hear me out: BigB has ALSO been made a watcher by the fandom in previous seasons because of things like the Nosy Neighbors in Limited Life and his Whole Thing in Secret Life, right? You know what the Watchers are often compared to? Biblically accurate angels. You know what the Creaking has been compared to? Weeping Angels. BigB is a Weeping Angel.

(Maybe Weeping Angels are a type of Watcher. they're closely related to the Creaking; perhaps they made it?)

(I have not watched Doctor Who, though I'd like to. All I know is that Weeping Angels are VERY Watcher-core to me <3)

Finally we have a classic trio of Etho, Bdubs, and Tango. They're taming horses, they're non-stop bickering, they DO NOT share, it's every man for themselves. Tango is third wheeling Ethubs so much rn. They get on each other's nerves. They're besties, after all they keep putting themselves together no matter how much they bicker. Team BET ily <3

Love that Etho IMMEDIATELY tries to ally with the local Watcher for inside information, but Grian refuses to give it to him. It was worth a shot, buddy. I adore every second of screen time in which Grian and Etho interact. They are SUCH a good duo for me. One Stick Wither and Etho's Dishwasher, you will forever be famous <3

Anyhow, I think that covers everything I have to say for now, having watched one pov and scrolled Tumblr for a while. I cannot WAIT for this season, as there's a lot of stuff from previous seasons coming back, with Renchanting, the divorce quartet, Scar bringing back reputation points, and more. I can't wait to see this unfold :D

[yanderes-galore]

Ah yes, today’s the day

I’m thinking a Yandere concept for Kakyoin as I could see some Yandere potential

Ah yes, one of my favorite SDC characters >:D Here you go!

Yandere! Noriaki Kakyoin Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Overprotective behavior, Possessive behavior, Jealousy, Theft, Manipulation, Delusional behavior, Threats, Violence, Murder, Blood, Isolation, Clingy behavior, Kidnapping, Dubious relationship.

First of all, Kakyoin would be obsessed with a fellow Crusader in this concept.

That would allow an easier way for his obsession to grow and you two to bond.

Although an alternative is you were originally classmates before becoming Crusaders (It would be an AU).

It's canon that Kakyoin wants to feel calm and at ease with a partner.

In that case I imagine he'd start as friends with his obsession, but fall for them when he realizes you soothe him.

He formally meets you when Jotaro removes the flesh bud from his head.

You no doubt have a Stand due to being a Crusader and are nice to him even after the flesh bud incident.

Jotaro may hold a grudge against him for a bit but you are a bit more understanding of the new threat.

For the most part Kakyoin is depicted as honorable, respectful, polite, prideful, yet loyal.

He isn't that bad to talk to and genuinely cares for the companions he has in the Crusaders.

Although he is cruel and ruthless towards opponents... It's a bit unnerving, actually.

Kakyoin's obsession would develop as Part 3 goes on.

Which leads to plenty of interaction with all the Crusaders.

Kakyoin gets used to all of the Crusaders, especially you.

He's close to all of them but you're the only one who has managed to believe in him and make him feel... relaxed despite the situation.

Which would make him realize his crush on you.

Like most/all of Stand Users, he'd use his Stand to keep track of his obsession.

It would be easier if you couldn't see Stands, yet he just needs to be more careful since you can.

I can see Kakyoin using Hierophant Green to keep an eye on you.

Like, at first he's using it to keep an eye on Stand Users in the area.

He just wants to make sure the crew stays safe on your journey and likes to look after you if the others can't.

Although eventually he may be more... sinister with his Stand.

Despite his personality I like to think Kakyoin is an unhinged yandere.

It starts with just wanting to be loyal and protect a friend.

But then he just gets... worse.

He's easily jealous and possessive with you, his Stand often acting as a spy more than a guardian.

He seems like he'd steal small objects from you or use Hierophant Green to stalk you if he can't.

Kakyoin seems like he's polite and honorable, right up until he falls into his obsession.

Now he's delusional and overly obsessive.

To the point I imagine he's almost like the classic yandere.

Things like daydreaming about you, giggling at the idea of being with you alone.

He tries to pretend he's still his usual self.

He's not... he lost that since he fell for you.

Due to how ruthless Kakyoin is with foes, rivals or those who "get in the way" are met with... brutality.

He doesn't have a problem, they don't understand his love.

I can see Kakyoin being terrifying if someone got in his way.

He may use Hierophant Green to threaten someone into staying away from you.

His gaze is cold the whole time, if that doesn't work...

Well, I wouldn't be too surprised if Kakyoin snapped and killed someone for you.

He'd hide it and pretend it never happened.

But his smile seems off and his eyes are... dark.

Kakyoin would be highly manipulative and convince you and the others that things are fine.

He'd most likely not hurt the other Crusaders, not unless he felt cornered.

Which may happen considering how close he is with you.

It's eerie how he's never away from you.

The others often suggest you don't share a room with him, Kakyoin often objects.

Even if the others are suspicious, Kakyoin is thankful you're open-minded.

Although you are concerned that he's been... a bit too attentive?

Oh I can just imagine Kakyoin's rage during the Yellow Temperance portion.

The moment he finds out someone was pretending to be him and was near you?

It would be a miracle if Kakyoin didn't kill him.

Kakyoin may also be physically affectionate.

He feels at ease in your arms, often asking you to not mind the others....

He's just stressed.

He lives for your touch and comfort.

Worried about the blood he forgot to clean?

Oh... It was just an enemy Stand User-

Question him? He remains stern and tells you not to worry about it.

Kakyoin seems like a master manipulator.

If the others confront him on his obsession, he may break the mask he puts on.

Who are they to say he can't have you?

If the others tried to separate you from Kakyoin, he'd put up a fight.

The only one I think can successfully subdue Kakyoin is probably Jotaro.

After all, clearly something is wrong with Kakyoin.

It's unhealthy to be so obsessive and possessive.

Yet Kakyoin doesn't seem to care.

He's killed for you... He can use Hierophant Green to keep you... The others can't keep you away from him.

He'll be beside you no matter what it takes.

Not only is he clingy and ruthless, he's delusional.

He thinks you're so nice to him because you love him.

In reality, you just care for all of the Crusaders.

But to Kakyoin... It means you're meant to be.

I don't think it's too far-fetched for him to defect from the Crusaders if he feels they'll take you from him.

One night you wake up no longer in your hotel room...

It's just you and him... His stand tightly wrapped around you.

Kakyoin may do anything to be with you, including kidnap you.

After defeating DIO, he plans to properly date and maybe even marry you.

The others can try to stop him... But push too far and he may just get rid of them too.

"You love me too, don't you? Don't worry... I'll make you happy, I promise. You'll never be alone when you have me... I won't let anyone else touch you...!"

[ruemxu]

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[semi-loyal-wing]

Meet the team!

So, while I set things up, I thought a short introduction might be in order! While we fight alongside many other pilots, our team consists of 5 pilots currently, a Loyal Wing and four Young Petrels (myself included). Oddly enough, despite the Albatross usually recruiting from within, all 5 of us were outsiders who joined for our own reason and ended up together.

Loyal Wing Sophia Abramowitz, "Blazing Sun" she/her, 48 - Our brilliant leader, who saved my life more times than I can count. It's thanks to her that I joined in the first place, and she somehow makes sure none of us get ourselves killed.

Young Petrel Roland Levi, "Bright Star", he/him, 28 - Yours truly, a brave and dashing knight of an ancient and honorable clan, currently exiled from our homeworld by an unsanctioned Harrison Armory colonial invasion. During this blog's uptime, you'll probably get to learn more about me as we go along.

Young Petrel Helena of House Umarit, "Crashing Comet", she/her, 30 - My beloved partner, closest friend, and the only human in the sector that can match Sophia at arm wrestling. She and I joined the Albatross together, after several years as independent Lancers. Apparently, she used to be a big shot Pankration Mekani champion back home.

Young Petrel Sergei Rabinovich, "Cosmos", they/them, ??? - The newest member of the team, and an odd fella overall. When they joined, they were wearing an ancient pre-Union space suit, and claim to remember events prior to the fall of old humanity. I have no clue if they're some sort of time traveler, hallucinating, or just fucking with us, but they're a good pilot so we kinda let them do their own thing.

Young Petrel Syonov Holloway, "Moonslice", she/her, 26 - An unhinged, reckless, severely danger-prone daredevil, and that's coming from a Nelson pilot. She was also a Pankrati fighter, from House Glass, and I think she and Helena have history. Constantly butting heads with Sophia over a million different things, my guess is she never had to take orders before joining. If she doesn't get herself killed, she'll probably be the first to assume command over a squad of her own one day.

And that's it, unless we get a new person sometime. Feel free to bother any of us, though Sergei doesn't know how to use the omninet, and Syonov is banned from the shared account for reasons best not disclosed.

[tyblackthornfrog]

tsc characters as unhinged quotes my friend said pt. 2

(in honor of her birthday)

Grace: I hate men, but I don't.... hate men

Izzy: I'm gonna break your child's head if you don't pay for my guitar

Diana: I have this fetish for captains, wait no–

Cecily: give me sympathy thirst pics I worked all day

Jace: you always come and go like my dad

Thomas: I'm the most loyal man ever, I tolerate everything

Dru: he's so cute even tho he's sad

Will: i love getting dirty in a village

Kit: i sneezed so loud. i wish it took my last breath away

[princess-of-the-corner]

Ranma 1/2 inspired musing from the recent posts, but I never got the "Nabiki is the only evil character/Nabiki is the worst" thing. Either from the author or fanbase.

Like, the Nerima Wrecking Crew has that name for a reason XD

Even the like, five nicest people are all kind of either dicks or so extreme that you wouldnt want to hazard being around them. That's where the comedy comes from, its tons of super powered teens but there's no villains to fight so its all just petty feuds and schemes with their parents somehow all being worse but equally petty and mundane.

Honor is less about conduct than it is about ego and not looking stupid. Cheating is basically what you make of it. & doing something solely for selfish reasons is a major motive for much of the cast, again this is what makes it funny XD It'd be like if the Miraculous got distributed but there was no villain to fight so everyone just griefs each other or causes random trouble for shits and giggles.

For reference the five nicest are:

Kasumi, who despite being the only adult with agency still threw Akane under the bus into the arranged marriage and inadvertently gave her little sister a complex about her own femininity. But is also hypocritically quick to rely on Akane's skill in violence when there's a suspicious noise, even arming her to be more deadly.

Konatsu is loyal to a fault and will basically take any kindness as the best thing ever. But even ignoring that, that's a response to having basically been Cinderella. Konatsu is still surprisingly willing to jump to murder and if more loyal to say, Ukyo than Ranma, well sorry bud, but Konatsu is willing to sabotage your wedding with knives & more.

Ukyo, generally quite affable but can have a violent temper like most of the cast, and definitely not above a sneaky scheme to engineer a break up. & also very willing to take advantage of a bad situation, even if she can also end up being helpful too. Plus again, down for murder XD

Ranma, while generally willing to help people in trouble, Ranma is also totally willing to sabotage those same people for her own gain. She tends to fight fair (Mostly) because its too big of a wound to her ego to win via underhanded methods as opposed to a moral issue. Her ego is also so immense it can lead to very selfish or destructive behaviors (Both to others & herself) & to being smug & antagonistic.

Akane, much like Ranma she has a huge ego and does not take well to stuff like her cooking causing literal food poisoning. IE, she's decided she his or has to be good/right about this so she is or will be and if she bulldozes people in the process... Well she won't notice. She can also be intensely quick to judge to he or others detriment and as with the others, can have an explosive temper.

None of this makes them evil, or even unlikable, I love all these characters and the Amazon, Rygoa and more. Whether I want to read tons of complex depth into their head-spaces or just take them as surface level teens who have a lot of power and temperamental about it.

I just don't find Nabiki's to be notably different than to anyone else. Especially, if we compare to the Amazons who are fine with memory erasure and hostage taking, Kuno being the one to buy the pictures, Kodachi and her school friend both being up for kidnapping, ETC.

Again, this is all absurdist comedy so its not meant to be taken too seriously, and given the sheer scale of murder, kidnaping and unhinged romantic efforts going on, Nabiki is not that stand out.

Honestly it's been. A while. Since I've read through all of Ranma and I don't really remember Nabiki being.... that bad?

Like she's. She's far from the nicest person. But everyone in this series is kind of a dick? And yeah she's far from the worst the series has to offer.

[bl-bracket]

Most Unhinged Round 1: Han Ying (Word of Honor) vs Yai (Big Dragon)

[Submitted Reasons Under Cut]

Han Ying: "There’s being loyal to your boss. And then there’s being “hey so I know our organization is in the service of the crown prince and also you quit being the head of the group and I have a new boss now and all, but also I only ever swore loyalty to you and I literally don’t care at all about the crown prince or the emperor or my new boss for the rest of my life I will only ever be loyal to you no matter what even if you leave me. also I killed an entire squad of my men in order to protect you even though again, you’re not technically my boss anymore and didn’t ask me to do it, but I will do it again because keeping you safe is the only important thing. also pretty please can I die for you? I know you keep telling me to live a good life and stay away from trouble, but that means nothing to me if I can’t protect you so please let me die for you in order for me to have value and purpose in my life. I will kill myself to make sure that your husband doesn’t die in an effort to save my life because I know he makes you happy and your happiness is the only important thing in the world. also I will immediately get onto my knees every time you enter a room that’s nonnegotiable” and Han Ying was very much the latter."

Yai: "This man is insane and a menace he plans to drug and violate a man just to blackmail him. Made up a dumb ass lie about falling on a deodorant to his doctor. Steals a guys underwear for (????) Reasons (????)"

[echoedcrosshairs]

Those Who Fight Together - part 10

Summary: Undescribed Jedi female nicknamed Reaper in 3rd person makes up with the Batch and gets a little more then she asked for, men bonding through fighting and some saucey fun 🖤Smut with a Plot🖤

Warning: NSFW, Crude Language, PiV, creampies, emotional burst, implied breeding kink, momentarily soft Crosshair, over stimulated Hunter, blow jobs, battle wounds, violence, drinking, tattoos

Word Count: 8.2k

Part 9 Part 11

Master list

"Dangerous is our middle name," Hunter smiled joining your side.

"So is hers," Echo said flanking your other side once you got off the ship unto the surface.

You saw Echo's hand reach for yours but pull back, a wave of guilt hit you because you didn't take it the first time. You reached out and grabbed his hand and pull him closer to you, "Not making that mistake twice," you whispered. You found Cody and Obi standing at out stand of the entry waiting.

"I've always been interested in seeing the library," Obi said looking at the artwork on the door, the archaic depictions of wars and of the depiction balance, of Mortis, the father, the son and the daughter. He tried to keep his features neutral but he looked at his former padawan wondering if she knew but the look in her eye at him told him she did.

"Okay before we head it, there is one of my sisters I should warn you about, she's a little... unhinged."

"More then you?" Crosshair muttered.

"The pantoren with black eyes, Timera... her specialty is the study of the.. very darker side."

"Sounds like a lovely woman," Obi said his sarcasm slipping out trying to break his entrance of the artwork.

You squeezed Echo hand and let go temporary to stand infront of the door, you put your hands up letting your hands twist letting the force push open the door. The door roared open, their tops and bottoms dragging against the ceiling and floor. That's one way to know you have visitors coming. You repicked up Echos hand with a small squeeze while everyone else followed you down the twisting maze of corridors towards the grand atrium. Everyone took note of the couple dozen guards lining the walls in various positions. Why all of the new security? Upon entering you found your order and Master Indel were waiting. Everyone was standing around the edges of the room while the Master sat in her usual large throne like chair. Wrecker cut through placing the trunk before her stepping back.

"We meet last, I've seen so heard so many rumors about you, glad to know your not tarnishing the Tome's appearance" Timera sneered walking forward like a snake waiting to strike, "The dutiful protector" she said dragging her finger across the tattoo side of Hunters face, "The self sacrificing one," her fingers trailed to the band of Techs googles, "The loyal soldier" mild disgust read across her face as she looked at Echo, "The childish heart" patting Wrecker on shoulder, "and the regretful betrayer," she said matching Crosshairs icy expression and then she turned to Cody, "the honorable Brother," barely giving him the once over and then stopped to look at Obi, "the one who will lose everything," she laughed walking up to you grabbing your chin staring at you reading glimpses of the future "and who you are is still changing." Timera turned her attention to the trunk, waved her hand and the trunk opened and the saber came out, her black mist suspending it in the air. She walked over and grabbed it before handed it back to its rightful owner, "I believe this belongs to you Indel."

"Sister is there something pressing on your mind? Maybe something you'd seen that you wish to share with rest of us Timera?" You growled at her dropping Echos hand and taking a step forward defensively, "As you know you can not talk like that in-front of outsiders"

"It's just cute you brought your meaningless play things is all," she said rolling her eyes, "Enjoy what little time you have with them before darkness falls," she whispered patting your cheek and going back to her place against the wall.

"Collector " the elderly Tome spoke, you went over and knelt before her, "Do you want to introduce me to your associates?"

"Of course," you said standing up, "I present Clone Force 99, Hunter, Tech, Echo, Wrecker and Crosshair. This is Cody and Jedi Knight, Obi Wan Kenobi."

"Step forward."

They all awkwardly joined standing behind you. She looked at each them, giving them each an up and down but her eyes lingered on Obi before shooing them to step backward. Her expression was void but all seeing. 

"Where is your loyalty?" She asked, blinking.

"My duty has and will always be to the Tome."

"That wasn't what I meant, you spend two months with Count Dooku leaving carnage in your wake leaving countless dead, cities demolished, planets in chaos, overblown portioned genocide but a Jedi is dead. You've been touched by the dark side outside of the watchful training of the Tome," she paused waiting for the answer, "You are aware you are the soul survivor of balance and protecting the scales until it's time."

"I did what needed to be done to protect the galaxy from dangerous knowledge, I saved more lives than I took. I am not Jedi nor am I a Sith. I am the balance of knowledge," the reply automatic and true. She nodded at your reply.

Timera sneered stepping, "How about we give her a test? How are we to trust her" she said looking you up and down, "especially bringing her toys with her."

"What is the problem with them?" You hissed.

"They are soldiers of the republic, Jedi puppets in their war," she said stepping forward.

"Archivist, what are you suggesting?" The elderly tome asked.

"This," she smiled sending her ancient black mist suspending the squad in the air, "What are you going to do, Reaper?" She taunted, squeezing them, "Where is your loyalty."

"This is not necessary-" Obi said stepping forward.

"You can not interfere Jedi, nor can I," The elder lady said interlacing her fingers together, "history whether in the past or future should not be changed, this has and must always happen."

"Let them go," you hissed getting in her face.

"How about I kill the one you love the most, see if your still in balance then," she smiled tightening her grip on them.

You watched them beginning to struggle, "How about I kill the one you love the most?" you lifted your hand her brother was being pulled towards you on his knees strangling again the force he knew he could not stop. You ignited the yellow saber and pointed it at his heart, "I know how precious this is to you," you putting the saber an inch away, "Let them go, I won't ask again." Your eyes were embers beginning to ignite.

"That is not the-" Obi started but Cody stopped him, "You have to trust her."

"He is correct Master Jedi, this has and must always happen. She doesn't do this out of darkness but out of loyalty and duty to both you and I."

"You wouldn't drag an innocent into this, you care to much about protecting people," she hissed, her eye froze for a on her brother before her black depths return to her gaze, "Are their microscopic primitive lives worth more then one of ours?" Timera was studying you, how different you were from when you left.

"You really want to find out?" You suggested pressing closer to him, daring her to make a move hoping she would back down.

Her grip on them tightened taking your behavior as a bluff, "I'll pick them off one by one until you decide," you refused to look at any of them in fear of who she'd start with. She tighten them again waiting to see if you'd snap and look at the one you love most. You heard them verbally struggling, "but who first." It one motion you disconnected the ends of your saber, making two individual like the waring of good and evil in you. Fluidly you sliced and her brother slumped to the floor.  Using your non dominant hand you speared her to the wall with a solid toss, her grip on them releasing and they fell to the floor.

You stepped over his body and rushed over to them. Almost everyone was still conscious until you got to Wrecker, who was barely breathing. You tried to reach out to his force but there was barely a sliver. You dropped your saber and tugged your sabers from Dooku off of Tech's belt, igniting them the yellow and red for all to see pointing the red at her, "This just became personal." Timera pulled the saber out of her shoulder and tossed it on the floor, subsequently rolling towards the man who didn't sit up, "So it has. Your precious balance is ending, I'll kill you now remnant," she said pulling out her sabers the yellow flashed to the brightest shade of red, her true loyalty finally showing,

"Except I saw one thing you didn't in my future," you smiled sinisterly at her, "today is not the day I die," you said rushing her, "but this is the day I restore order. Don't think I haven't been aware of what you been playing at? I was always the smartest one."

"But I was always better with my blades."

The sabers clashed together in archs of sparks of fury, every collision hissing. Tears started falling when you saw Wrecker still hadn't gotten up.

"I see the rage and darkness in you," Timera called over the sound of her Saber grazing your mask off letting it fall to the ground, "It's the day a part of you dies."

"You need to take him and fall back to the ship," Obi said.

"We don't leave our own behind, take Commander Cody and go," Hunter replied.

"That is an order Sergeant." 

"One we are electing to disobey," Tech said managing to get to his feet, his throat on fire, "you might be A General but she is THE General," he said grabbing both of his blasters.

"Our," Crosshair corrected.

"Let's show her why 99 has never failed a mission," Hunter said flipping his knife.

"Sir, Yes, Sir," Crosshair said tossing his mirrors around the now cleared room except for them.

"There's no point in arguing with them," Cody said grabbing Kenobi's arm, "For your safety we have to move. Will you boys be alright?"

"We'll see you later at 79's, Cody," Echo smiled, "Save us a table."

"Will do. Let's go," Cody said dragging General Kenobi out of the room.

"So it is that future, hmm" Indel said looking at Obi, "Have the preparations been made?" She asked the guard.

"The rest have already tracked down and eliminated and Aslepios has been summoned to tend to their wounds when it is over."

"What do you mean this future?"

"You and your former padawan destroyed the balance of the force. Reaper must contain this threat to what balance is left," Indel said, "We need to get out Aslepios's way."

Obi looked up to see a person robes in orange and gold, the hood covering the face and sleeves covering the hands and assumed that was Aslepios and stepped out of their way.

Echo and Hunter stayed near Wrecker covering him. Crosshair lined up and fired several shots, moving out of the way of the resend. Tech rapidly fired and kept moving not allowing the shots to be reflected back at him. Each of them studying and looking for the opening to make for her.

"To those who fight together," Hunter said noticing it, watching her saber block over head leaving both of their sides opens.

"May they fight to become one," Crosshair smirked shooting near the opening to show it off.

"As they are stronger together," Echo smiled putting his blaster away.

"As one may they move together," Tech said dropping four blast in Timera's side.

"To victory and to glory," you finished watching in slow motion as Timera screamed as her saber  punctured your stomach but you took the red saber and rammed it through the opening and through her heart, "May balance find you in the afterlive, traitor," you gritted out, switching off the saber staring at the perfect whole through you.

You felt familiar hands on you, Aslepios's red Rodian's hands contrasted against the gold, "Him first, that's an order," You let out using her to gently guide both of you to Wrecker.

"As you wish, Master," she took her hands off and put them on Wreckers throat.

"I don't know if you are aware, but you have a... perforation," Tech said shakily staring it.

"Oh this?" You said laughing sticking your hand through it, "Not the first time," you watched Crosshair raise his riffle at her 'her face twitched'. You pried yourself up of Wrecker, Crosshair immediately grabbed you and carried you over. Taking out the yellow saber and you brought it across her face all the way through, "she can't twitch now," you mumbled before he guided you back to your place next to Wrecker, treating you like fractured glass. Trembling taking over.

"That hurt," Wrecker mumbled looking up at the  stranger leaning over him, "Reaper!," his eyes flashed to the hole.

"Master, laid down," Aslepios said pushing you down.

"I'll be fine boys, if any of you dare put me in a tank after this," you threaten before you felt one of Tech's darts in your neck.

"She'll be fine right?" Wrecker said horrified.

"Yes," Aslepios said sticking her hand into the hole, slowly rebuilding everything layer by layer.

"Fascinating," Tech said observing his hand had the lightest shake while pulling out the dart, "Why do you call her Master instead of Collector as I'm assuming, Master, Indel did?" he said noticing the puzzle piece that wasn't clicking with the rest and it distracted his mind.

"Indel is the binding and she is the pages."

"I- never mind. I do not have ample brainpower needed in this moment."

"She's the real Tome, idiot," Crosshair said taking a seat on the floor taking off his helmet to chew on a toothpick while they wait.

"You're different," Aslepios said looking at him, "Don't forget what home means Crosshair," she added smiling, which caused him to stare because no one had said his name.

Obi and Cody headed back the ship once the firing stopped, "Do you trust them?" Obi asked.

"Those are the finest men I have ever fought beside. They'll be fine."

"Do they disobey orders normally?" Obi chuckled when Cody nodded aggressively, "She finally found the squad she belongs with."

"Indeed she has, Sir."

"Trouble makers," Obi said giving the signal to take off.

"Another successful mission," Wrecker said scooping her up when the lady was done.

"I'm not sure I classify call this as a success mission," Tech said motioning to the prized possessions in this arms, "however I would not classify it as a failure either," he pondered the dilemma.

"Delivered the item, saved the galaxy and took out a major threat... I think qualifies as success," Echo said also staring at her.

"She wanted sleep after the mission," Crosshair snarked, "Didn't specify how."

Tech rolled his eyes but climbed onto the ship preparing for take off, climbing his seat he found a small book with the note 'Dutch Death' on it wondering who snuck it on board. He opened the book to find the slice mark on the first page, So her mess is catching up, I'll inform her later. He took the book and walked it over to her room where he found all of his brothers already at. She was asleep in Wreckers lap, snoring gently and he found Hunter and Echo leaning up against each other in Echos made shift bed and of course Crosshair was against the opposite silently watching. Tech smiled at the scene and fidgeted with his googles before putting the book on the chest.

"She's even cute when she's asleep" Wrecker loudly whispered.

"Most gorgeous women I've ever seen" Hunter admitted.

"And the scariest," Crosshair added.

Hunter elbows Echo, "Only woman I could ever want," he said flickering his eyes open.

"Only woman who could want you," Crosshair snickered playing with his toothpick.

Echo scowled at him but looked at Tech for his comment, "She is..." Tech started but the thought trailed off not finding the right words.

"Impressive," Crosshair said twirling the toothpick to the other side of his mouth, "Vocabulary."

"She is simply the most exhilarating.. intoxicating stupefying woman whom deserves to worshipped with adoration and devotion. She leaves also tends to leave me with an insatiable appetite..."

"Shut up," Hunter and Echo said together watching the rambling and how quick Tech adjusted his goggles and left.

Crosshair chuckled, "He hit the bantha on the head."

"A little more in-depth then it needed to be," Echo yawned closing his eyes again.

"Rest of us were thinking it," Wrecker said.

Everyone gawked for a second before dismissing it, "Luckiest men to exists."

"Yes, Wolffepack One?" Tech said opening the communication against his better judgement.

"Heard things got dicey... Everyone okay?" Tech caught the double meaning.

"Yes, there was no substantial injuries. The report should be available momentarily," Tech quickly finished typing everything that he was aware he could put in and added it tag for 'In need of review pending possible sensitive information' with a sign that information was missing, "Report sent."

Wolffe gleamed it over annoyed that it was missing information but didn't see any injuries listed, "Thank you. See you soon."

Tech cut out off the communication with a groan. He set the ship to go annoyed that was going to go ruin the moment, "Wolffe is apparently going attempt to rendezvous with us on Coruscant."

"Why don't we just park it somewhere else?" Wrecker asked.

"Because of the ship's signature, he'll know where we land regardless."

"Him and I have a score to settle," Crosshair said standing up tossing his toothpick in her mini garbage can, "He won't be a problem," he said putting his hand on his hip staring down at her.

"Is that what she would want?" Hunter asked.

Crosshair walked over and carefully opened the robe smirking as he trailed his fingers on the hickey but the smirk faltered, "Us first. I'll deal with it," Crosshair gridded out heading to out to make a private communication.

"That's ominous."

Hunter let out a sigh, "It is."

Tech raised an eyebrow, "and?"

"Crosshair diplomacy."

Tech scowled and put his hand in his head, "He's actually trying diplomacy," he heard Hunter say, "What?" Tech stormed off to hear what was going on.

"You're warm," you mumbled still half asleep, rolling over slightly in what felt like Wreckers big lap, "Mmm" you mumbled moving your hand his thigh before passing back out.

"Excuse you, what are you being diplomatic about without us?" Tech said pointy pissed sticking his finger at Crosshair.

"Calm down, goggles," Wolffe said.

"My name is Tech, T-e-c-h. Would you prefer if I call you scar face? I thought not. Crosshair?" He snapped.

He felt Echos hand pull him back, "Easy... Tech. You know he's just as territorial."

Crosshair flicked his toothpick into his googles, "Get your libidinous urges under control, it's not like I'm offering him usage of her uter-." 

"I get the picture," Wolffe said hot faced.

"That's yours and Hunter's job-" Crosshair said grabbing his goggle band and making it snap against his head, "Although if you keep acting like this she'll let Hunter-"

"We'll talk more about it when you boys all get here," Wolffe said face and ear burning. Wolffe shut off the com with more questions then answers and he didn't know if that annoyed him more about Clone Force 99.

Crosshair said shoving his finger into Tech's chest armor, "We don't get traditional shore leave like the regs, I offered him the traditional time IF she wants to spend it with him. She is ours. Simple."

"Fine. I will make the final jump to Coruscant."

"Did you really have to bring that subject up?" Echo asked.

"It shut both of them up," he smiled putting another tooth pick in his mouth and slugged off for his alone time in his bunk.

Can I catch a break? Echo thought to himself finding Hunter leaving the room following after Tech's angry foot steps. He popped his head into the room to find both of them asleep, Echo half fluffed his pillow and decided this was as good as any time to sleep.

Wolffe stood at the end of the ramp awkwardly for you to change and come out a meet him, you watched him blink several times at the red backless and side slit dress that you adorned for the occasion. Another successful mission and a looming threat terminated.

"Maker is a woman," Wolffe hooted extending his arm waiting for you to take it.

"I mean you're not wrong," you smiled taking it, "Where's-?" You asked not noticing the squad.

"Their already there with a surprise of their own, but I think I won this one," he said viciously undressing you with his eyes.

You playfully smacked his shoulder, holding a little tighter to his arm. All you found upon waking up was a note attached to a dress that one of them had hung up with 'We'll see you soon.' Wolffe kept eyeing you, not entirely sure if he trusted Tech's report.

You noticed his darting eyes over you, "Looking for something?"

"Tech's report said no injuries but I'm just checking."

"Oh I had a saber go through me but that's classified."

"What?!" He said angrily stopping and pulling you into his chest, "I think that is something I need to know."

"It's all healed," you said leaning up and kissing his cheek.

He let a low growl, "Fine it was right here," you said pointing to where the whole was, he leaned down and kissed it, "How hard was that?"

You rolled your eyes, "Something on your mind?"

"You're always on it," he smirked pulling us back into a walking pace.

"What has you in such a good mood?"

"The boys might be going through some excruciating pain right now to prove they love you," he cackled.

You sat on the same speeder as him, wrapping your arms around his waist even under the armor you didn't doubt his strength or durability. It was a calming sensation they were built to be durable but not heartless. You leaned your head on his armor, wondering what the boys were up to letting him near you. Wolffe's mind was busier and more clouded than normal. You didn't want to pry because you knew you were going to find out anyway. Walking into the 79's the mild sent of way to much alcohol had already returned, the music was louder then normal and several girls trying to pick up troopers. It was easily what you would have choose to be your second home. 

Wolffe nodded to the back room, "I'll get drinks, go see," he said kissing the side of your head, letting his eyes trail down you.

The jester got a couple small snickers along with a few disappointed looks from ladies eyeing him. Good luck, Ladies. You peaked through the small window and laughed, you quietly opened the door not trying to disrupting the 'men bonding time' going on that consisted of throwing punches. You saw your boys striped down to their blacks and the pack fully suited with the exceptions of there helmets, you bit your lip to keep from whistling at their muscular out lines and it looked like it was just starting.

"Vine?" Wolffe whispered offering the candy, "Before you say this is barbaric they suggested it."

"I was going to say this might be one of the hottest things I've ever seen," you whispered excitedly before chewing on the candy.

"You should have seen Crosshair and I then, shirtless," he emphasized.

"I would have paid to watch that," you purred, "after scolding both you."

"Want us to give you a... reenactment," he breathed suggestively.

Hunter heard two heart rates spike, he flickered his eyes to the two people leaning against the wall. He rolled his eyes, Tech's going to kill him. Hunter side stepped the Trooper with ease pulling his arm guiding his fist into another Trooper. He smiled hearing one heart rate spike further.

"As discussed, no touching for the next forty eight hours," Tech threatened catching them off guard, "I hope you are liking the entertainment-" he watched Hunter drop two more.

"Why?" You asked innocently.

"Biological reasons," Wolffe said staring at the ceiling wishing Hunter was knocking him out just so he didn't have to be apart of this conversation.

"I'm assuming that was a non negotiable?"

"You assume correctly, no one but Echo for obvious reasons. While there is a less then a point zero three chance, however it is a chance none the less so it's presumingly just a self satisfying precaution to ease my mind."

"Maybe you should go hop in the ring and get some of that testosterone out," you laughed.

"I have actually- Twice to see if six would actually be a sufficient challenge, perhaps I should have selectived more however I will again because you may be correct."

"You and me, goggles," Wolffe said poking at him knowing the button he was pushing, "for the next forty eight instead of credits."

Your hand reach out on Tech's face undoing the button, "Not fair," Wolffe grumbled.

"You are aware?" Tech asked recognizing he was aware of what you were doing.

"There probably isn't a thing I don't know?"

"Do you know every time she heals she on purposely fractures a specific spot in her leg?" He said adjusting his goggles.

"You what-"

"The more you know, Scarface," he smiled walking off to join his brothers.

"Excuse me," Wolffe said staring, "Do you realize you basically live in a Bacta tank?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Bantha crap."

You wrapped your hands around him watching Hunter exchanging blows, "You've always said I'm built like a clone."

"When when we heal, we heal."

You watch Hunter walk off a blow to the jaw, "It's never impeded me in a fight or in the bedroom."

Wolffe let a small growl but conceded, happy woman happy life or this one will hand your thrusters in the middle of the night. He petted your hair being quiet so both of you watch the fighting. After receiving another good slug to the jaw Hunter finally dropped the last guy standing. He watched him walk over and chug a whole canteen of water in one go watching Wrecker step up.

"They don't stand a chance" you whispered committing the sight and muscle to memory, the flex in his thighs when he moved or how big is biceps looked when stretching and you were very aware of the intense physical reaction.

"What's his deal?" Wolffe said watching Hunter put his helmet on and sit in the corner.

"Tech on steroids."

"I don't want to know or hear a single detail," he admitted.

"I can promise I won't say anything, can't promise on there behalf."

"There isn't a thing I don't know," he groaned not wanting to remember any of it shaking his head, "If I ever here the words thoroughest report, I may stun myself."

You watch Wrecker grab a the trooper by the wrist and drop the other 5 spinning him, set him down and slugged him in the chest. That was hot. He crossed his arms putting them on full display and walked off the mat watching you stare at him. That's why she calls me Big Boy because I'm a Big Tank. Tech stepped up to the mat again waiting for them to pick themselves up, "Again?" they grumbled noticing him. They managed to get quiet a few hits in but he didn't go down, pain was a temporary sensation. You watched as one trooper tagged him in the mouth and his lip split, Wolffe grabbed you tighter and covered your mouth to keep you from going over there, "Quiet, Vencuy. He's taken an punch from me before he'll be fine." Wolffe waited until your breathing settled to remove the hand from your mouth, Crosshair glaring at him for it. Crosshair

understood why he did it, he just didn't like not being the one who was doing it. "See, Vencuy. He's strong," Wolffe pointed out as Tech rammed the one who split his lip in the cheek bone knocking him out of bounds and grabbed another by armor and knocked him into another, "I don't understand what you find attractive in a bunch of defects, but they are definitely one person armies," it was a back handed compliment.

"I'm a sucker for people who don't fit in pretty little boxes."

"Nor little packages," he added.

"Thank Jango for his massive co-," you abruptly saw two troopers nearly tackle Tech who was a little wobbly, Wolffe grabbed you again.

"She should pick Hunter," Crosshair snickered enjoying the show, "taken down by a reg. Pathetic."

Tech swung him self around the trooper and brought his foot down on his back pinning him flat, "You were saying?"

"Are they always like this?" Wolffe whispered.

"Usually worse."

"How do you deal with it?"

You stared up at him with that twinkle in your eye and he shut up, "I didn't need to know," he said moving you in front of him putting his hands on your hips, "cause I know how much I enjoy that look," he whispered gently rubbing you into him, "a little to much."

"If you two need a minute," Sinker laughed putting a towel around his neck, "took you both long enough to patch stuff up."

"You have sworn both of you would have snuck off an eloped, not like any of us would have tattled " Comet added pat drying his sweaty face off, "Confused the hell out of all of us when he said it was over."

Wolffe's smiled flattered because he knew they were right and that was another regret he needed to find peace with. He held you a little rougher, trying to show he was playful but the boys saw the look in his face that they accidentally hit a nerve. When you touched his face he also knew that you could feel it, "Don't," he whispered.

"Well still have one arm and old man wanna be," Sinker said mentioning to Echo and Crosshair waiting, "maybe for them it should be three on one for them."

"You need at least three more for Crosshair," you told him smugly.

Wolffe pulled away knowing exactly what he neeeded, "How about a show," he said taking off the armor and his shirt heading towards Crosshair who flicked away the toothpick, "I've been waiting," taking his off and heading towards the ring.

Can I be stuck between them? Please? You watched them stand in the middle exchanging punches to the face and chest, nothing fancy just standing and taking it.

"This is going to take a while," Echo said handing you another drink, "Enjoying it?"

"You have no idea."

"The Helmet gives me the idea," running his finger up the front of your thigh up to your hip.

"You two really...?" Comet gawked his finger pointed lowly.

"Need a demonstration?" You said to finish making him uncomfortable.

Sinker covered his eyes, "No, Sir."

"Actually-"

"Don't finish that sentence," Echo said already feel your hand go to his head, "I need to focus for the fight."

"Killjoy."

"You know you don't actually have too right?" Comet added, "It was optional."

"It would look weird if I didn't," Echo added his two credits, "Plus I know she'll like it."

"Maybe just one," you pleaded letting your fingers go his connection, "Since it's going to take them awhile."

"We'll give you too a minute," Sinker said grabbing Comet by the arm, "Awe I wanted to know."

Echo dragged you back to the wall, "Watching us really got you going," he said watching Crosshair take a direct to the face and barely flinching.

"I would be taking each of you right now if it wasn't for Tech's rule."

"Lucky me," he purred in your ear.

Crosshair face was starting to burn, "Fun?" he added taking his turn.

"A bonding experience," Wolffe joked rubbing his jaw, "She's enjoying it," he said noticing her hands dancing all over Echo while watching the fight, the quick raise and drop of her chest while breathing.

"Such a good girl," Crosshair praised pointy staring back at her while colliding with Wolffe's scared eyebrow.

"Do you boys get off watching each other or something," Wolffe said then noticing the serene look on Echo's face and quickly looking away, "That's a little public."

"I'll show you public."

"Forty eight remember," Wolffe reminded him.

Crosshair smirked, "There's loopholes."

"Forget I said anything."

"Reaper," Echo moaned sticking his face in your neck to try to quiet himself.

You gently swiped yourself across him, your own heart racing just as fast, "Echo."

"Stop watching," Sinker said smacking Comet's arm.

"It's hot," they heard Wrecker say randomly behind them also watching, "I wondered how it worked with out his cyber-"

"I get the picture" Sinker said shaking his head.

"Lucky man who can get it on anywhere," Comet said impressed.

"Yeah doesn't have to worry about cleaning up," Wrecker added not realizing it might have been to much information.

"Any reason you're holding back?" you teased.

"Everyone's watching," the words jumbled out, but he pressed himself more into you.

"Wishing they could be you," Echo huffed but knew you probably were right, he let his hand trail back down your side letting himself fully enjoy the static sensation of pleasure traveling down his connections.

Crosshair and Wolffe were both starting to get sluggish with there exchanges, black eyes starting to form and knuckles starting to crack. I could do this all day for the look on her face, Crosshair smiled. Why am I doing this again? Wolffe wondered. Crosshair looked over to her helping a panting Echo to the floor, scarlet flushing both of their faces. My little harlot, Crosshair flexed his fingers, "Giving in yet?"

"Nope," Wolffe said noticing the erotic scene, "Power throws only," he said adjusting his stance.

You noticed Wrecker walking over with water, handing it to Echo, "That answered a lot of people's questions," watching Echo's face get redder, "Mer," Wrecker said pulling you down on the floor on his lap, "Front row seat."

"Thank you, Wrecker," you cooed, accidently wiggling a little to get comfy.

"U-h," he huffed out.

"Sorry, it was... poking me."

"It's fine," his breath hitched, he put his hands behind his head to prove that he wasn't doing anything indecent, "Think their almost done?"

"Soon they're swinging like cadets," Echo said in one breath.

Tech sat against the wall Hunter putting Bacta on the wounds. Tech sighed realizing he was more like his brothers then he wanted to believe. Hunter was smiling while watching the room, the pack being exhausted and the fun his squad mates were having. It's a nice change of pace just to spar and drink. Hunter laughed watching Crosshair and Wolffe dropped to their knees still punching. We'll at least they don't do anything half assed to proved a point. Sinker and Comet came and sat next to them watching offering drinks. Hunter tipped his helmet back and chugged it before putting back on.

"The things you do for love, eh?" Sinker said watching.

"Crosshair has never exhibited this kind of behavior before at least not that I have ever observed, it is most fascinating. He is what most would call cold hearted."

"He's more focused on her more then actual fight," Comet said noticing where his eyes were.

"That is a byproduct of his conditioning, he has always been severe and unyielding. He was natural quiet severe in how he ended things and holds it against himself. This is his way of offering her his atonement knowing if she makes him yield due to injury therefore forfeiting thus making Wolffe the winner, he knows it will be held over his head and bruise his large ego," Tech rambled putting the pieces together blinking rapidly trying to process the information, "Fascinating," he said standing up examining the wounds on there faces.

"Going to in yet?" Wolffe asked slugging him in the nose with an audible crack.

"Augh," he let out, "Crosshair-" he heard her get up, "I'm fine" looking at her "Good one," he growled at Wolffe before doing the same thing not pulling the punch, "Let's just finish this."

"Couldn't have said it better."

"Hasn't this gone on long enough?" You said stepping up to the mat before you felt Tech hand on you, whispering what he said earlier and letting you make the decision, "Fine," you gritted out, your stomach twisting, "I need a tall tall drink," you said exiting the room to wait at the end of the bar.

"Getting out of hand?" The bartender said grabbing one of the bigger glasses.

"Yeah."

"Want me to break it up?" He asked in all seriousness sliding it to you.

"No, it's something they feel like they have to do," you said taking a drink.

You turned around to find Comet looking for you, motioning for you hurry up. Both of them were even more banged up and bruised then you left. Neither one of them were pulling their punches anymore and it was getting ugly. You pulled the drink away from your lips your stomach threatening to come up. Both of there eyes flickered to you before they stopped.

"I yield, Don't make me regret this," Wolffe said stepping off the mat then grabbing bacta and smearing it all over his face and jaw. He walked over and down half of what was left of the drink with a wince of pain motioning for you to go talk to him.

Crosshair picked the empty corner and sat down, "Leave me alone," he told his brothers when they walked over. A small section of his jaw felt fractured but he still put a toothpick his mouth leaning his head against the wall and shutting his eyes, "Leave me alone," he said to who ever was walking up.

You forcibly spread his legs and sat between them, "Excuse-," he said opening his eyes the anger softening.

"Cross-"

"I'm fine."

"Let me put the Bacta on," you said reaching for the tube but he stopped you, "Not yet." You scowled at him but looked at the bruising and obvious pain, "please."

"Please," he gridded out, his grip tightening before letting go his knuckles and hands on hurting.

"Crosshair," you said once he leaned his head against the wall, "you didn't need to go through that for me."

"Yes I did."

"Sith's Karking Hell, Crosshair," you said loudly getting his attention and everyone else's, "PLEASE."

He reluctant and sat up, "I-" he cut himself off because the words felt so wrong even though they were correct, "I know," you tried easing but it made him more upset, "Tech told me why you did this," you whispered.

"What does he know," he scoffed wincing when you coated his hands.

"He knows you better then anyone else,"

Crosshair leaned forward and rested his forehead on yours, "Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum" he whispered, the mandalorian rolling off his tongue perfectly.

"I love you too, Crosshair," he took the toothpick out of his mouth momentarily to kiss you briefly pulling back at the state of his mouth was in, "This is gonna hurt," you said pulling back with a smile and covering his face in Bacta, "I love you, Crosshair," you winces has you fixed his nose and put the bacta on it, "As hot as it was watching you fight please don't go that far again. Just try to talk to me... okay?"

"I— love you too. I'll spar any time you want if you'll look at me like that again."

"One of these days we can spar" You said distracting him while you slapped another coat on his jaw, "I promise you'll like it."

"I did not take you for a masochist," Tech said looking down examining Crosshair's face.

"I'm not."

"Your face says otherwise. Anyway as I was going to say Wolffe said Echo fight is... postponed so they're going to go drink. The tattooist is late," Tech said coughing and then adjusting his goggles, "Crosshair, I am... proud of you."

"Thank you."

"That's surely never happened before," Tech said blinking before recomposing himself, "We're going to head out to the bar, when his face is more acceptable to look at come join us," turning.

You put your face in Crosshair's chest, "Why didn't you stop when I walked over?" 

"You didn't order me too."

You leaned up kissing up and down his neck knowing his face was still to banged up. You sat there for a minute and smelled the sweat off of him and laughed slightly before kissing his throat again not caring. He gently put his arms around you cautious of his hands, amused with attention.  Crosshair saw the threat and understanding across Tech's face when he left and rolled his eyes at Wrecker's thumbs up, "Crosshair," his attention flicked back to you studying his face, "Yes?" playing with toothpick.

"Did Wolffe also break your dick?" you asked playfully finally noticing it shifting.

"He wishes," he said carefully pulling back his hands, "however," he growled, "I do have to obey Tech's stupid rule."

"What do you get out of it?" You murmured running your hand over the outline on his blacks.

"First after every fight," he attempted to smirk, "No interruptions. Next person who removes my mark without my permission, losing bedroom privileges for a week."

"What if I had too or I'm injured and get tanked?"

"If you have too is one thing but if you get tanked, I also get first after that."

"You took all of the fun ones didn't you?"

"I'm very demanding."

You pulled down the blacks, "Not as demanding as I am," you said biting the side of his throat and letting you hand gently stroke him til you felt the beads of precum form. The moment you put your mouth down on him a noise you never heard him make in the bedroom slip out and his cock twitched getting a little more firm. Crosshair stared down thanking the maker for your existence, "I've wanted this since the first time you walked out of the shower," he said carefully yet painfully running his thumb over your lips.

Your grip at this tip tighten and pushed down along with your mouth. Not caring about the pain he grabbed your hair and pushed you down a little, "I'm going to stand up, I want to watch," Crosshair could feel the pounding of this need his groin. He carefully stood up and watched your face lit up as he stared at your lips around him, "kark," he mumbled bringing the other hand to your face. It was hard for him not to cum right there looking at you, feeling how warm and deep in your mouth he was, how gently were you trying to be to keep him from accidentally hurting his hands and the look you had into your eyes. He felt some of himself seep out and he groaned but it turned into a moan when he felt your tongue push against the opening coaxing more out, "So beautiful," he whispered.

You turned up the heat knowing you needed to out and have some fun with your boys. You grabbed his hips and held him still much to his annoyance. You went to town on him trying to milk him with your mouth if it was your last meal. "Kriff," "Kair'ta," "Crinking Hell," and "Good girl." The last one broke you, every time he called you that you could feel your excitement pooling between your legs. You sucked him harder letting your tongue push against him dragging. One hand removed it's self, putting it at the base of his cock and pumped him with every bob. You could hear that it hurt him be he curled his fingers into your hair the sensation wilding him up, "Are you actually-  going to do it- until I- rghhhh." You drinking him down, was answer enough. You could visually see his thighs quivering and for once his cock actually started softening quickly, drained. You wiped the drool on around your mouth and smirked at him, but he wasn't there his eyes were semi glazed over still staring down. His finally looked at you, his breathing still incredibly ragged, "Bet no one has sucked you speechless before," you joked.

"Never actually," he breathed out, mildy feeling sick the sensation; his organs and balls trying to find their places again after how violently they shook realizing, "never actually- had a- woman-"

You put your face next to his ear so the heat would hit him, "I'll keep leting you finish in my mouth, if you keep tasting like that," you kissed the side of his face which was finely not a dark purple shade, almost back to his normal hue, before dancing away leaving him staring at your hips and the jiggle of your ass sway away. You tried to make a show of adjust your clothes... until you felt how soaked your underwear were, you quickly darted over the private bathroom and dried it and yourself up as much as possible before heading out. You giggled as Crosshair was still staring at you while putting on his armor sloppily.

"I thought he was gonna take all day," you looked up to see Wrecker leaning against the wall waiting, "I totally thought he was gonna lose," he admitted grabbing your hand, "the ink guy showed up so I figured I'd let you squish my hands again instead of the chair. Seems more comfortable."

You saw the rest of the boys standing around the chair waiting awkwardly, "Just so I heard you right, you want the invisible tattoo not invisible? You know that is going to hurt a lot... Right?"

"I do have a sedative-" Tech said pulling out an extra tranq.

"No Tech, you guys did that to prove to Wolffe and the boys. This is my turn, I should have done it right the first time. I want all of theirs and Wolffe's inked."

"That is going to a lot, more you should take his offer."

"Just do it."

Wrecker was on his knees watching you in admiration, "See not that-"

You're hands clamped down on his hands with a small crack, not broken but you definitely popped  something and holding your jaw tight enough you though your teeth were going to shatter.

"Hey hey hey" Wrecker tried to say in a soothing voice, "once it's done you could say it was an explosion," he smiled trying to make a joke to the disbelief look of his brothers, "You can squeeze harder."

"I'll break on my own hand" you gritted out feeling the fourth helmet color in.

Wrecker got close and put his face next to your shoulder, peaking over you too at the helmets which were color wise pretty close, "WOW. It's worth it," he said excited for you to see and mildly squishing your hands. He pull back a little still close, "Sorry if you wanted someone else to do this, I was here the first time so it just felt right.."

"It's perfect Wrecker, but if I ever get an invisible tattoo again... just push me off the ship before we land."

"I think not," Tech said shocked.

"I'll hold him out of the way," Hunter said looking at Tech jokingly.

"How about I watch how many poppers you deflected if you do?" Wolffe said moving in and looking over Wrecker, "I don't envy that," he said stepping backward.

"POPPER BALL?" It came out as a welp as the next one filled in.

"We haven't played that in forever," Comet laughed joining.

"What's popper ball?" Echo asked raising an eyebrow.

"You wack an Electro Magnetic Pulse Grenade with the launcher, duh," Wrecker said, "It's a lot of fun."

"Wolfffeeee, you me and Wrecker vs Sinker, Comet and Boost... Wait- OW- Where is he?" you asked.

"Picking out something," he chuckled.

Wolffe watched everyone's eyes fall on him besides Wrecker who was to busy watching her and the tattoo develop. He rolled his eyes, "Haven't you ever got a lady something?" looking at them, "Well technically you are not getting is Boost is," Tech replied, "It's something I got her a long ago that I on purposely had him lose somewhere." Wolffe saw the confused look on your face before you winced again the last helmet getting filled in. He shook his head trying to say this wasn't the time or place to talk about it, you gave him a brief nod returning your attention to Wrecker.

"If it is what I think it is" Crosshair hissed finally joining them, "We'll be stepping back into the other room."

"Did he hear-"  Comet started.

"Shut up-" Sinker said elbowing him.

"Boys, you all are pretty. shut up," you mildly snapped the pain attempting to fade out your vision as the pack symbol colored in their beautiful grey shade.

"Me too?!" Wrecker asked trying to take the edge of.

"Of course you too," you said feeling bad about the lack of time together but these moments were small and beautiful, "you're very handsome, Wrecker."

"It might be" Wolffe smiled.

[rainbowdaisy13]

I see that all Taylors unhinged Kaylor references are making the Anti's sweaty piss-babies again, lol. They're all pissy and whiny because they know deep down that Kaylor is the only thing that makes all of Taylor's shit make sense and they resent it.

I mean Taylor would have literally zero reasons to have that angsty bitch subtext about Pablo Picasso in Anti-Hero if she was dating her loser-ass beard for real, Picasso was an abusive monster that enjoyed torturing the women in his life for artistic inspiration and he also enjoyed isolating them and destroying their artistic careers so he could have his muse all to himself until he got tired of her and threw her away to find a shiny, even younger new girl to be his new muse/torture victim.

The only reason Loser-boy even has a career after that Ang Lee flop he was in is because Taylor's probably paying off directors and trading in favors to get him roles, it's not the Loserboy or some random C-list mediocre nepo-chick celeb wlw that Taylor's angsting over feeling like she's abusively torturing and destroying by having them as her muse, fucking Swiffers AND Gaylors literally treat Karlie like she's worse than SB x2 and Kanye combined while Taylor's out there singing about how kind and loyal and good and honorable she thinks Karlie is.

These fucking people just don't want to accept that they're the ones out here torturing Taylor and making her feel like she can't be a goddamn human and that she has to lock the real her away and let her performer persona take over or she'll lose her career, they don't care that on Taylor's preshow playlist she's relating to a Florence + The Machine song about being tormented by a deep desire to be a mother with your partner whilst feeling the only way to have a successful music career as a woman is to be alone and miserable when instead they can pretend that Taylor is a blank space they can project their own thoughts and feelings and fantasies on to!

Period 👁️👄👁️

[dhystopia]

𝗔𝗡 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗗𝗨𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗢 : 𝗟𝗜 𝗝𝗜𝗡𝗛𝗔𝗜 .

❛ Shed every skin that doesn't fit , even if they call you cold blooded . And when they try to stop your growth ? Unhinge your jaw . Go for the throat . ❜

family name : Li - he cannot remember the one he was born with and largely did not care to have a family name. However , the constant perplexed looks and questioning as to why he had no name and where he came from grew wearisome and so he chose one at random .

given name : Jinhai - the name given to him by Song Quan when he took him in and adopted him as his brother .

courtesy name : none - he cherishes the name given to him by his brother and has no desire to be known by any other name .

age range : 19 - 25 .

eye colour : dark brown , almost black .

hair : black , long , straight . Worn either half tied back or fully tied up , usually adorned with a black band across his forehead .

complexion : fair , pale , a stark contrast to his notably dark eyes and pink lips .

build : fit , lean , lithe .

face claim : Tian Jiarui .

sexuality : bisexual , biromantic .

key personality traits : sharp , loyal , intelligent , sneaky , outspoken , solitary , innovative , determined , cunning , resourceful , mocking , emotional , passionate , bitter .

cultivation ability : decent , could be higher if he were to put his mind to it but Jinhai prefers to focus on his proficiency with weapons , poisons and combat ability . Jinhai has a preference for darker cultivation methods and in particular , the use and manipulation of shadows and dark energy . This is due to being imbued with demonic energy by Song Quan as a child in order to help him survive what would have been an otherwise fatal sickess .

Little is known of Li Jinhai's origins , even he himself is largely unaware . His earliest memory dates back to the age of 4 , when he was found orphaned , shivering and starved on the streets of a struggling village by General Song Quan . The General took pity on the child and took him in, giving him food , clothes , shelter , warmth and , perhaps most precious of all , a name . The boy clung to the man's robes as he drifted in and out of consciousness, consumed by a fever his small , frail body could not fight off . Healers deemed he would not live to see the end of the week but the Quan intervened , imbuing the child with demonic power . This was enough to strengthen the boy and ensure his survival , though the demonic energy would stay with him forever . From the very start Jinhai was devoted to Song Quan , adored him as if he were his own brother . Around the military camp wherever the General walked , the small boy followed , full of questions and comments and silly little games : the boyish enthusiasm of a child finally able to thrive as well as survive . He dreamed of growing and training to fight side by side with his brother - but when Song Quan fell in battle to a well known and despised demon , those dreams were shattered , lost to the wind with the broken cries of a grief stricken child .

Loss made him sharp ; the cruel absence of the only person to ever grant him love and security made the boy's heart bitter and lonely - as if entombed by thorny barbs . There was little consolation to be found , so he sought solace in something dark and destructive : revenge . As the years passed , Jinhai dedicated all time and energy into honing himself into a deadly weapon witht the dark hope that one day he would avenge his fallen brother and slay the demon who so cruelly took Song Quan from him .

Foresaking the traditional and honorable sword favoured by many fighters of his time , Jinhai favours two shorter blades which he wields simultaneously . He moves swiftly and savagely , relying on speed and wit to take down his opponents . He is a master of stealth , infamous for his knack of slipping into shadows that seemingly come from nowhere . He is adorned with a great variety of blades strapped on his person at any one time which he counts and cleans every night in ritualistic fashion before he sleeps . His prized weapons are two very small , slim curved knives which he fondly refers to as his 'viper fangs' - they are lightweight , easy to throw , and always coated with poison .

Jinhai has no home , makes name and money for himself as a wandering killer , a nomadic assassin for hire while always keeping an ear to the ground for any whispers about the whereabouts of his brother's killer, the demon Geng Chen . He is slow to trust and favours isolation ( save for the company of a black viper whom he often likes to wear upon his shoulders ) but has a soft spot for the underdog ; those whom the rest of the world has turned their back on and forgotten . In particular , he harbours hidden kindness to orphaned children , and strikes without remorse at any who try to hurt them . He remembers all too well the keen sting of winter winds upon the vulnerable flesh of an infant without a home .

𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 :

Song Quan : Renowned general in the army built to take down the demon Geng Chen , Quan was respected and powerful with the unique ability to create shadow demon warriors; beings imbued with dark demonic energy . Quan found Jinhai when he was no more than a small , orphaned child living on the streets . He took him in , nursed him to health and cared for the infant Jinhai . The two shared the bond of siblings and Jinhai was devoted to his big brother . General Song Quan was slain in battle by the demon Geng Chen and Jinhai , shattered by the loss of the only person to ever give him love and warmth , has since devoted his life to avenhing his fallen brother .

Mei : At the age of 16 , Li Jinhai came upon a black viper slumbering amidst the shadows of trees in a dense forest . The animal was beautiful , sleek , striking and Jinhai felt an inexplicable affinity with its venemous nature and the swift , silent way in which it could kill . For many years he cared for the snake as a faithful companion and bond grew between creature and killer until one day true nature was revealed . A demon who favoured the form of a snake finally showed her true face ; Mei had spent half a century in her venemous form through fear of being hunted and slain . Jinhai has never revealed her true identity to a single soul and the two share a kindred bond and companionship they have both been sorely lacking .

Luo Jingyi : When the completion of a contract left Jinhai wounded , he sought refuge in a nearby forest , believing it would offer a solitary sanctuary that would allow him to nurse himself back to health in safety . It wasn't long however before a cultivator from a nearby clan happened upon him ; Luo Jingyi was close to him in age but that's where their similarities stopped . Where Jinhai was sharp and cynical , Jingyi exuded a gentle , reliable warmth - enough so that Jinhai reluctantly accepted his offer of aid . The cultivator tended his wounds and asked for nothing in return , despite Jinhai's insistence that he must surely be after something . The two have crossed paths a few times since , and Jinhai feels increasingly indebted , keeping a watchful eye out for an opportunity to repay the generosity in some way . Jingyi's kind and compassionate nature strike Jinhai as a form of naivety - yet he cannot help feel admiration for his good heart , and regards the young cultivator with a persisting sense of curiosity .

[akaanir-of-starfleet]

#*KICKS OVER A CHAIR* #your honor they belong together (derogatory)#Bastian and Volo are the stuff of nightmares - the stuff of biblical prophecy and the utmost horror #and they are fully and completely obsessed with one another #it was a long road for Bastian to realize what he had in Volo but once he did he was uh -- radicalized shall we say #he fucking loves Volo - he loves his dog! - his dog just happens to be a perfect and chilly and upright twenty two year old man #and to be called a good dog by Bastian is to Volo like being called by name was to Christ's disciples #there is no task Volo will not fulfill - no act he will ever find degrading - nothing he will ever EVER hold back from his Lord #and Bastian knows that and loves that and loves him and takes and takes and takes and takes #Volo is the hilt of his great and terrible sword and Bastian knows no power like resting a hand on that hilt - at the nape of Volo's neck #they are so feral I am breathing into a paper bag about it every second (via @wizzard890)

#absolutely fucking feral behavior from both of them #this is probably my favorite relationship in Heretic #it's completely unhinged #Volo petitioned the Hour of the Endless Passage to allow him to return from the boundary of death again and again #for as long as Bastian still had use for him #and the Madrugad remade the crown of his soul into a collar and placed the leash in Bastian's hand #when Bastian petitioned the Madderblade he did so to beg the Madderblade to make right what he had spoiled - by treating Volo cheaply #the Madderblade named Volo Hephestion and warned Bastian that he was not yet worthy to be named Alexander #and gave the brightest flame in Bastian's supernal crown to Volo - for safekeeping #they know what they are to each other now #Volo: perfect cold and chaste - his loyal beast #Bastian - in every meaning of the word - his master #they will attain the Glory together but Volo will never see it except reflected in his master's eyes #what is the Glory to him? #he has already given his soul to his god (via @pyrrhiccomedy)

Bastian and Volo - The Antichrist and his Hound

There once was a boy who served in a castle. The noble family who lived there paid him no mind.

One day, like a blow through the heart, that boy saw God.

Something bright. Something terrible. Something holy, greater than every blazing star: Bastian, second issue of the Duke of Burgundy, seething and ambitious and wrathful.

Souls depart the body through the eyes; the boy never looked away.

.

Bastian was eighteen when he noticed Volo: the young son of a stablehand who had taught himself to read, to carry, to serve. Desperately ready to file himself into a cold and razored sword for Bastian's hand, if only that hand would close like a collar around his neck.

And so, in time, Bastian seized him.

.

It is your turn to see them now, years on, as the storm gathers.

Ecce homo: A Conqueror on a pale horse, his banners flying behind him, with a hunger for heaven on his lips and a burning crown on his head. But that which truly bears his glory runs at his heel.

Ecce canis: A chaste and brutal Galahad, rimed with frost, leading the legions of his Lord to any end, any dictate, as long as he is granted the final honor of slitting his own throat on Bastian's altar.

They are linked by a silver chain. God to slave, king to knight, love to worship. Even death cannot break it.

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There once was a dog who served his master. The dragon who holds his leash will never let it go.

[phoenixyfriend]

dear phoenixy,

I am writing to let you know that I greatly enjoy your blog, and to ascertain your views on foxakin

sincerely

- ?

I like Foxakin for the same reason I like many Anakin ships, namely comedy that he's incredibly annoying and people find it very satisfying to shut him up with sex, and Feels that he's deeply loyal and passionately invested in the people he loves.

I think Fox would be bewildered but slightly flattered by Anakin's entire nonsense that might manifest as Fighting The Entire Senate because they impugned Fox's honor or something. Fox deserves a little unhinged devotion from a superpowered nightmare Jedi. As a treat.

[yukipri]

My favorite clone if I had to pick one would be, hands down, Hardcase. We only had two episodes with him and a short story comic but he made a huge impact for me. I loved his personality and always seeing the bright side to anything negative. Also I loved how unhinged he was and him being himself unapologetically. He was loyal and loved his brothers so much that he lied in front of his general to save Fives ass and sacrificed his life to save not only Fives and Jesse but the rest of his brothers on Umbara and in the galaxy from being massacred. There is so many great qualities to him that I love and I would write an entire thesis on why he is my favorite clone. A few other clones that are my favorites would be Echo, Commander Monnk, and Warthog 💕

Anyways!! Who would your favorite clone be? Btw I hope you are having a good day/night and your art always inspires me to be creative and pick up my sketchbook to draw some of my oc's, which they say thank you too! 🤣

💙 Hardcase - It's absolutely understandable that he's your fave, I love him too! He left a huge impact for the limited screen time he had. There are comparatively few clones who are more humorous in canon, and he was definitely the bright spot in an otherwise agonizing arc. Despite being a true shitstorm, the Umbara arc gave us some of the best clones interactions, showing how they care about each other and how that sometimes means putting themselves before what appears to be their duty, and Hardcase really exemplified that!

Your other faves are excellent too!

And ah, thank you for asking about mine! I'd probably have to make a whole 'nother post for the "why," but I usually get more attached to characters the more time I spend exploring them through my own content. So current, Cody, Boba, Rex, Alpha-17, Fordo, and Jango (he sorta counts alright!), but also all of the 212th boys, Echo & Fives, Fox, 99, Wolffe, Omega, Howzer, so many more...it's really impossible to choose!

Also weirdly enough, for me, I almost like the relationships between clones even more than the characters themselves? So going back to the whole exploration thing, but one of the reasons I like Cody so much is because I've spent the most time exploring his relationships with Jango, Rex, Boba, Alpha-17, Fordo, the 212th, other Commanders, etc. I imagine this giant web in my mind connecting them all, and the ones that have the most connections are the ones I find most immediately compelling!

I'm honored that my art inspires you! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me!

❀ ❀ Send YukiPri an Ask! ❀ ❀

In response to: Share with me your favorite clone(s) and why?

[shadowturtlesstuff]

Hey! 🎬📺 Share ten different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order 🎮🃏 Then send this to 10 people (anon or not, your choice)

This is such a cool (and difficult) ask thank you!! ❤

So I think it goes without saying Thomas Cresswell and audrey rose is on this list.

(I'm grouping people to make it easier)

Jude St. Francis from a little life. He is such a complexing character and I am always thinking of that book and his quotes especially. Often people argue that he doesn't 'get better, even the author, but to me its more complex than that. There are times when he is in a better place, where he is happy. And time when he is understandably not. His relationships and his views on them are perhaps the most intriguing for me.

Also honorable mention for a little life is Harold. I think its because I know someone in real life who reminds me so much of Harold by his unwavering kindness. (And of course wilhem is amazing too)

Another set im going to group is feyre and aelin because they are again complex. The throne of glass series was one of the first main series I read so aelin will always be special. And feyre was one of the first characters who I saw myself in. She is quite but fierce, often seen as week but when she needs to be is powerful and determined

Next is jude duarate and Julitte cai. Unhinged powerful women. Enough said. But also they are more than that. They are fiercely loyal and loving and that cuases them to distance themselves and become powerful.

Mare barrow is also a character i forget about but still love. The red queen series is another one that got me into reading and mare is just another character I love.

Libby Rhodes from the atlas six. The most annoying thing I found in that book was how the other characters, nico included, treated libbys anxiety. It felt that every single page had at least one of them pointing it out and saying it was annoying and they'd wish she'd stop. They wished she would tone it down or fix that aspect of herself otherwise she'd never reach her potential. Its was such bullshit to read. Almost made me stop reading because her anxiety is valid and natural and I just hated how she was treated.

Addie larue is also another character I related to and loved. Henry as well. Unpopular opinion maybe but I didn't like luc or the romance between Addie and luc. Forever will ship Henry and addie.

I don't really watch TV or films and can't really think of any at the moment but I hope you enjoyed this

[wajjs]

Gimme all four corpsmen

Hal:

Sexuality Headcanon: He's pansexual AND panromantic. Who has the time to care about gender when you have alien love at your disposal? Hell they don't even have to be completely anthropomorphic. If they're down, he's down, you know?

Gender Headcanon: Genderfluid/non-binary but he does not think too much about it, he thinks everyone's Like That and assumes he's normal. He keeps his he/him pronouns for this reason, and even after learning the truth he'd stick to those pronouns because it's easier

A ship I have with said character: Hal/any and all of the other 3 corpsmen, Hal/Sinestro, Hal/Oliver/Dinah, Hal/his own hand, Hal/his ring, etc etc etc

A BROTP I have with said character: Hal and Barry give me HUGE brotp vibes, though I can see why people like them when they're romantically involved. Also Hal and Clark have a huge potential to be an interesting brotp but I'd leave it at that

A NOTP I have with said character: Bruce/Hal. 100%. Those two are barely coworkers and Hal can do much better than Bruce. Please. He has standards.

A random headcanon: He absolutely hates humid days. It makes every injury that healed up wrong hurt.

General Opinion over said character: He's my baby girl. He's a war criminal. He's stupid. He's smart. He's confident and he's depressed. He's a grown ass man. He's a sad pathetic poor little meow meow. He's MY blorbo. Only I can understand him

John:

Sexuality Headcanon: Even though I often ship him with the other corpsmen, I do truly think he's the straightest one out of everyone else. But he's still queer

Gender Headcanon: cis, 100%

A ship I have with said character: John and any/all of the other corpsmen, John/Katma....

A BROTP I have with said character: tbh his relationship with Hal, Guy and Kyle is like THE definition of perfect brotp.

A NOTP I have with said character: John/Carol. That woman fridged HIS WIFE

A random headcanon: After a Certain Event, he can't stand to be around dogs again. Makes him queasy

General Opinion over said character: Love him. I do get a bit tired of the stale takes his fans always have about him, they always make him so bland and boring while trying to make him absolutely perfect with no flaws. He's unhinged, your honor. In a way that matters

Guy:

Sexuality Headcanon: this man can fit so much internalized homophobia while also being so loud and proudly queer, you won't believe

Gender Headcanon: I often think of him as cis but he has HUGE trans-masc energy. He's a passing trans man.

A ship I have with said character: My favorite one is GuyHal, hands down, followed closely by GuyKyle and GuyJohn

A BROTP I have with said character: Same ships as above. They can be BOTH

A NOTP I have with said character: Guy/Bruce. I just really think no lantern deserves to be paired with Bruce. They have better taste than that. We as fandom can do better than that

A random headcanon: He does really like the Rocky movies and he can and WILL cry over Rocky II

General Opinion over said character: I love him. He's my meow meow, but a different flavor of meow meow. He's so special. Love that he's the type of character that will do anything for his friends and those he cares about. Love how he's so fucking loyal.

Kyle:

Sexuality Headcanon: He's bisexual. It makes him too dangerous. But he's bisexual.

Gender Headcanon: cis but he can be babygirlified

A ship I have with said character: my favorite one is HalKyle, DUH, but I also love love him lots with Connor and/or Wally.

A BROTP I have with said character: GuyKyle always give me more of a sense of brotp but honestly like I said before, the 4 corpsmen can be both romantic ships and brotps. They have the range

A NOTP I have with said character: Kyle/Jason. It's just that no lantern should date any kind of bat. Yeah.

A random headcanon: he accepts commissions and draws risqué/pin ups of his fellow corpsmen. He has all the good references to make his art very life like.

General Opinion over said character: BABYGIRL. STUPIT. I love him. He's so fucking charismatic even though his mask is the ugliest thing ever. I miss him. I want him back............