#is this still SS? do I give this au a separate name? who knows

[bits-and-beasts]

what happens if there's no dashing hero around when Gaia splits the planet? would anyone survive? is there hope for the future?

since there's no time travel in scrumptious specimens, here's a peak at the distant future. I know I usually post characters after ive already finished their outfit designs. but I feel like its going to take me a while and i'd rather put this out there first!

[ezlo-x]

I have some questions about your AU! I am sorry that they are just basic ones, since I am a somewhat recent follower who found you through your beautiful redesigns, and I am just getting into your AU storyline too. I was wondering what if any relationship your Sheik has to Zelda in this version of events. Are they still meant to be the same physical person? Is it just that in your AU Sheik is just the sole identity, having never grown up a prince(ss), or as just a separate incarnation of Zelda, the way Tetra is? Or is your Sheik simply a different person from Zelda entirely? If so, I would be curious what role Zelda plays if she also appears in this AU, whether as the Princess or an incarnation like Tetra, etc, though if you don’t want to give away spoilers I understand completely! (Also, what are the preferred pronouns you would have people use for your Sheik? Sorry if I missed that somewhere!)

Hi ty for the ask! I’ll start from reverse somewhat on your questions! To start of

Sheik is genderqueer, tbh I see Sheik’s gender as Sheik not identifying himself with any gender tho to me genderqueer fits best in her criteria :]. Sheik goes by only He/Him and She/Her pronouns!

This isn’t somewhat of a spoiler as I have hinted at it pretty explicitly a lot I made a short amv about it like two years ago (I gotta remake it someday)! Sheik is the royal child of the Hyrulean family, Sheik’s biological father is King Rhoam and his biological mother is Queen Layra she is a Sheikah and King Rhoam is a Royal Hylian. That makes Sheik Half Sheikah/Half Hylian. Btw I am referring to Sheik in her current name cause the King and Queen named Sheik, Zelda. I do intentionally avoid calling Sheik, Zelda, as that is no longer his name. The name Sheik was given to her by Ganondorf. I think implied it pretty well what happened and how Ganondorf was able to acquire Sheik when baby in my prologue comic for my au.

To summarize, 17 years ago the Calamity attacks and destroys Hyrule also killing both the King and Queen of Hyrule. The Champions Urbosa, Revali, and Daruk. Ganondorf rescuing baby Sheik, in his last resort, he hides in the Korok Woods and is given aid by Navi.

My comic that I’m currently working on takes place 17 years after the attack of the Calamity. Sheik doesn’t know about her royal past but Ganondorf and Navi do. But Ganondorf intentionally not only kept Sheik’s past a secret but also his. As he wants Sheik to have a normal life living in the woods and doesn’t want any burden weighing on Sheik. Ganondorf raised Sheik as his child and Ganondorf loves her very much so does Sheik love his dad a lot <3 I hope this overall summary of Sheik and the story helps!!

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First and foremost: To try to get around Tumblr's auto-flagging system that would get me shadowbanned, I'll be censoring all d☆rty words, and all mentions of the terms SS/FF/WW and NN/SS/FF/WW will be substituted with the rot13 equivalents "FSJ" and "AFSJ". FSJ and AFSJ will have separate tags because I personally prefer being able to filter out the h☆rny sometimes. I don't use nicknames for AUs very often, so mind the tags to figure out which I'm talking about. (Sometimes it's vaguely either-or)

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I'm reposting things from my Twitter because Twitter is constantly on the verge of collapse, and I got frustrated with how difficult it was to find other peoples' posts on Twitter. I wanted to be able to easily find their prompts, imagines, daydreams, etc. but it's pretty impossible once an account has like 20,000 tweets. So I wanted to collect all of mine in one place, since it's what I would have wanted others to do too. (Let it be encouragement, maybe? I want to read all your fontcest thoughts.)

I would just move here from Twitter, but Tumblr banned the you-know-what in 2018 and all the real activity is on Twitter. If the ban never happened, I would have never left Tumblr in the first place. And they're never going to un-ban it. But because I'm not posting AFSJ in a visual medium, I should be alright to post here at least.

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[need1etail]

Thank you for answering my questions :D I liked reading up on your thoughts! It's so interesting, because everyone's AUs are obviously different, and you've put a cool spin on everything!

1. I had no clue that Witch was a combo...! I thought they were only replacing Tree, and Zelda kinda just wasn't there at all, but it's so cute how you thought of that, and gave them such a cool appearance as a nod to their original selves. Honestly, I do not blame you for disliking Tree initially, because I had the same thoughts. I wasn't a fan of his throughout all of AVOS...I literally only began liking him when I read his novella, and then liked him even more throughout TBC. I think a poly relationship with Zelda, Tree, and Violet would have been cute, but as odd as it sounds, your Violet (and canon Violet) doesn't give off that vibe, but I do think you could've written it wonderfully...and probably changed my mind on it, just like you changed my mind on Needle and Alder :P I hated any mention of Alder's crush on her in the books, but now I look forward to him thinking about her in your rewrite and how they interact. So Violet being poly most likely would've grown on me as long as you wrote it :D

2. Oh, yay! :3c I'm happy to hear Marsh is okay. I actually went back and reread/did a ctrl+F for him and he IS mentioned, but doesn't have lines. That was me just overlooking him, so you are all good!! ^^ I think it's Cloverfoot who says he mostly stayed in the warriors' den while they were self-exiled :( he's a quiet boi, that's all, and seems to just keep his head down after everything. poor guy...

3. That TOTALLY made me laugh, because yeah, I can DEFINITELY see this happening. I was surprised when canon had so many cats who were horrible to Rowanstar from the start accept Dark, realize he's terrible, be allowed back into ShadowClan, AND THEN CONTINUE TO BE HORRIBLE TO HIM. like...?! literally seems like they learned absolutely nothing. so it makes sense for them to remain with Dark, because he is still alive in your world. SOMETHING clearly drew them to him and they basically had no remorse afterward, since they never showed Rowan any grace once Dark was defeated

4. Speaking of the typos you thought you made, I do think (or maybe I am being a dummy again and misread ^^; very possible) there is a bit of a continuity error in your SS and SD! It's said in SD that Snakepaw disappeared during the battle while fighting alongside Tawny at the end ("The two hadn’t been well since Snakepaw disappeared during the battle. It was said that she was fighting alongside her mentor, Tawnypelt, but they got separated and she was nowhere to be found, even now."). But she actually disappeared way back in chapter 14 of SS ("A few warriors had disappeared in the last quarter moon: Rippletail and Snowbird, then Snakepaw disappeared a few nights before.")

The same confusion is with Ripple, who vanished with her and Snowbird, but then we suddenly see him with the Kin again in the SD prologue ("Rippletail was on the verge of death, covered in scratches and bitemarks."). It doesn't say how or why Ripple is there, when he (presumably) snuck away in the night in SS. He is also still seen in the Kin, though, in chapter 16 ("Thistle, Sap, Ember, Lioneye, Grassheart, Wasptail, Rippletail, the apprentices, Whorlpaw and Flowerpaw, who had their chests puffed out, even Raven and Roach to name a few) and chapter 33 ("while Perchwing and Leafshade pummeled Rippletail.") in SS after he's supposed to be gone. Now that I think about it, could it be that Marshstripe is supposed to be the one who is said to vanish with Snowbird and Snakepaw, and not Rippletail? So that'd explain why Marshstripe is gone and Rippletail is still a Kin cat

Thought you might wanna know, in case it comes up again for them! <3

Y'all are gonna have to be patient with me and my mistaks with cats disappearing BEHXHX I swear I'm as bad as the Erins sometimes 😭. I don't like going back and rereading my stuff (cuz i'm dhwbdux self-concious) so most of the time I live purley based on memory and there are def cats I overlook and forget about (namely, Rippletail cuz I don't like him). So I'll just say that Rippletail came back to the Kin sometime after Violetpaw left and was basically just put on lockdown and was prob just meant to be thrown into the frontlines before the surprise battle. As for Snakepaw, I remember I wanted her to return to ThunderClan but I don't think I had room to mention her edhdhdb, which is very unfortunate. So she came back, fought in the battle, and disappeared afterwards. My poor girl.

I always try to take background characters into consideration but sometimes they get lost in the wave of my favorites lmao. I'll start keeping notes on that stuff tho I swear, I hate when I make mistakes like that, even if it's small. A lot of stuff isn't seen, especially when it comes to the Kin after Violetpaw and Needle leave, so it's both hard to remember who's still there and easy to just come up with excuses bfjedhxu.

THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING ELSE THO <333 I'm so glad you're enjoying it!! Canon AVOS is bad lmao I'm glad I'm making it better.

[vivinikilair]

DRAGON BALL EVOLUTION - The good one

THE ALMIGHTY LORE OF STONE AGE AU!

Once Upon a pre-historic time there were Saiyans. And they lived in a place. And they did a thing. And there was a Dragon. And Raditz played Chinese Checkers with said dragon. And then Goku left. The End.

Okay but seriously here’s what happened…

A trillion B.Cs ago, or whatever I suck at human history, the Earth was boring as heck because there were only plants and dumb lil jellyfishes or something. One day, an alien spaceship crash landed and out came two humanoid green slugs called Namekians. They were brothers, the older one was named Kami and the other was Piccolo.

So, the two aliens lived on Earth for awhile and they thought “Wow, what a boring dirt ball this planet is!” and decided to use their magical powers to create more life forms. (More like they just spat out a dozen of eggs, but let’s not focus on that one detail…) While Kami liked creating docile, adorable creatures, Piccolo made gigantic lizards, and all these scary animals with teeth and claws all over. Kami wasn’t so happy about Piccolo’s little T-rex eating his baby rabbit at all. As a result, he created seven dragon balls that can call upon a magical dragon that grants anything he want, in case he needed to undone anything stupid Piccolo did.

Eventually, Kami created a bunch of cute little fluffy creatures called the apes. He loved them so much he often came down from the Lookout (Did i mention the brothers built a floating vacation palace in the sky? Now you know) to teach them things.

After a million years or so, the brothers didn’t age much because they are aliens, and aliens have different life span (also because I, lord Vivi, say they didn’t. No question!). The apes had evolved into a less hairy creature, now standing on two legs and started learning how to ACTUALLY use the tools Kami made for them, instead of throwing them back at him. Kami named this new species “Humans”. After some more years, the humans had developed a kind of language with the help of Kami.

Meanwhile, bored of sicking dinosaurs after Kami’s bunnies, Piccolo was now jealous of how the humans were worshipping his brother. Kami was so busy taking care of his creation he forgot about his own brother! How dare he!? So, in a way to friendly remind his brother of his existence, Piccolo kidnapped a few humans and turned them into a new race he named “saiyans”.

Ok well he kidnapped like a hundred of them but that’s just a few compared to the amount of humans out there.

Anywho, so these saiyans were (to quote Piccolo) “an improvement” of Kami’s design. They were stronger, faster, more vicious (with two large canine fangs) and have monkey tails. Thanks to these tails, the saiyans had the ability to turn into gigantic apes when they look at the full moon. When in were-ape form, they had no control of their actions and started blowing sh*t up, killing humans and destroying their villages.

Kami, once again, wasn’t happy about it one bit. He told the humans to lure these saiyans into an area when they were still in their normal form, and used the dragon balls to summon the dragon. He told them to tell the dragon to seal the saiyans and never let them come out ever again, while he kept Piccolo busy.

A Live transcription revealed by Mr. Popo, servant on the lookout, eye witness to the crime:

Kami: Ey Piccolo! I accidentally mixed salt and sugar, can you separate them for me? Also this mix of green and red beans? And this bucket of milk and water?

Piccolo: .... Why do I feel like you’re just trying to distract me-

Saiyans: OOZAR-SAMA HELP US !!! *translation of monkey screaming from the distance*

Piccolo: NO MY CHILDREN!!!!

Saiyans: *SEALED*

Piccolo: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

And so Piccolo was furious. He and Kami fought each other. They fought for a long long time! Maybe years! Hundred of years! Actually no, maybe just a few days top… (Or at least until the plot decided it had had enough of them and picked a winner.)

Kami defeated Piccolo, dramatically killing his own brother, *sob sob* Sorry, I can’t narrate this part. *sob* Gimme a minute… Okay… I’m back…

Before dying, Piccolo used his last bit of energy to spit out a clone of himself as an egg. The egg fell into the land of the saiyans. Kami was a lazy bastard and never cared to retrieve it. He went to help his lil baby humans instead. As for Shenron (Yah, the dragon has a name!), his duty was to guard anything from coming out, so things going in wasn’t part of his problem. And so the egg magically survived the fall.

The egg laid undiscovered for a hundred year, until a saiyan woman came across it and decided to take it home for dinner! Her name was Gine, mate of Bardock - the Sessi tribe’s chief. She took it home and cracked it open so her cubs could feast on it. But instead of the golden delicious yolk, inside the egg was a green baby! The whole family was shocked (and Bardock swore to never eat eggs ever again…).

So yeah… Gine adopted the strangely colored baby…

Meanwhile, over on the Vegeta tribe across the river, they were raising an adopted baby of their own! 8 years ago, Nappa, one of the hunters, shot down a Pterodactyl (more like threw a dozen rocks at it then beat it with a big *ss club). When he came to collect it, he was surprised to find a female cub, with blue hair and no tail! Being a father-to-all kind of guy, he took the toddler home and raised her along with his own.

The girl turned out to be a weirdo, to everyone’s annoyance, who kept giving stupid ideas like “tying a rock on a stick and throw it to hunt”. Everyone knows you don’t need to tie a rock to a stick to throw it. RIGHT?

So Bulma had helped refine the saiyan’s sign language, making it into verbal sounds with her subconscious human knowledge she had as a toddler before she was kidnapped by the flying dinosaur. Now the saiyans speak in broken English! (to make it easier to draw and write for Lord VIvi lol)

The story of the Stone Age Saiyans begin….

[mothmanwearstiaras-blog]

At Virtue’s End: Chapter Three

SUMMARY: “If we had been following Negan from day one, we would be rooting for him.” When we find Negan in the series he and The Saviors are well established and going strong, this is the story of what happened before all of that.

AU with some canon thrown in for good measure. Begins shortly before the outbreak and will follow through to where we are in the series.   Buckle in, it’s going to be a long one. Negan x OC.

MASTERLIST FOR PREVIOUS CHAPTERS FANFICTION.NET

Author's Note:   A little more world building, a little more background, and the start of the action.

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Chapter Three: The Beginning of the End

Negan was not having a good morning.

He had awoken to a throbbing headache that was nothing like anything he had ever felt before.  He was accustomed to the occasional sting that punished him on a morning after over indulgence, he was a man who enjoyed his whiskey after all, but the beer bottle over the head that he had received from James McCallister had him in a whole new world of agony.

On top of waking up in pain, he had also woken up alone.  He had grown accustomed to Samantha's soft warmth beside him every morning and her not being there had just added insult to injury... literally.  He reached to grab his cell phone off ofthe nightstand and wasn't sure what he should make of the fact that she hadn't reached out to him.  He knew that she was just about as stubborn as he was, if he was being honest it was one of the things that he loved about her, but he wouldn't deny the way that the silence stung.

He pulled himself out of the bed and did what he could to ignore the pounding in his head as he made quick work of another shower and threw on a pair of black jeans, a soft gray shirt that he knew was one of Samantha's favorites, and his normal pair of black boots.  His original plan was to head back to her grandmother's house, to talk shit out and figure out where the fuck to go from here, but when he saw the time he decided he'd be better off meeting her at Red Oak.  There was about a half an hour before her shift was scheduled to start and Russell was an old friend, he wouldn't mind if he stole his girl away for a while to set things straight.

The drive to the tavern was a short one, one that he could have easily walked but with the pain already hammering away at his head he figured he might as well take it as easy as possible.  The journey took narrowly avoided the main part of town by deviating to the left and heading down past the tree line along a narrow gravel road.  The tavern itself was beautiful and surrounded by a large grouping of trees that hid it almost completely from those who didn't know it was there.  The back patio jutted out over the river behind it and multiple benches were spread along the parts of the river's edge that weren't covered by the structure. The old place had seen plenty of weddings throughout the years as well as its fair share of funeral parties, if there was a large gathering to be had it was a safe bet that at least a small part of it was going to be held at The Red Oak Tavern.

Negan turned in to the parking lot to the left of the building and pulled in to a spot near the back.  He noticed James McCallister's Jeep still parked across the lot but didn't think much of it.  Negan had left before the sheriff had finished up with him last night, he figured James must have taken him up on his offer to get checked out at the local hospital.

"Fucking pussy."  Negan muttered under his breath as he exited his truck.

He walked towards the front door of the tavern and saw Russell letting in his staff to get ready for opening.  He threw the other man a smile but it quickly fell from his face when he saw the way Russell stepped outside and pulled the door shut behind him when he saw him approaching.

"Negan."  Russell said in greeting.  "How's the head?"

He shrugged.  "I've had worse."

"Quite the shiner you've got there though."  Russell chuckled as he met him at the bottom of the steps that lead to the front door.  The two men clasped hands before each wrapping an arm half way around the other’s shoulders and giving a quick pat before separating.  "You straighten things out with Samantha?"

"Nah, not yet."  Negan answered.  "You mind if I..." he gestured towards the door.

"Uh, yeah, about that..."  Russell's hand rubbed awkwardly at the back of his neck.  "You think it might be better if you came back later?"

Negan's brows furrowed but it didn't take long for him to put two and two together.  The truck in the parking lot, the weird way his friend was acting...  "Is that mother fucker in there?"

"Yeah, he is," Russell put a hand to Negan's shoulder as he attempted to move past him, "and so are my wife and child.  So is my staff."

"What the fuck, Russ?"  Negan asked.

"He called me early this morning."  Russell explained.  "He just wants to apologize to Samantha."

"Common fucking theme around here today."

"I've got no problem with you going in there, Negan, but you've got to keep the peace.  I won't have a repeat of last night."  Negan shook his head.  He was pissed.  "You got that?"

"Yeah!  Yeah, I fucking got it."  Negan finally answered.  "God damn, when the hell did you turn in to my fucking father?"

"I own the bar.  I'm everyone's father."  Russell said as he made his way back up the steps.  He unlocked the front door and allowed Negan to step past him.

The bar hadn't yet opened for the day and the group of people already inside ambled about leisurely doing this and that to get ready for the lunch shift.  Russell's wife, Shannon, was sitting at a table by the door with their six year old daughter Emily.  The young girl was the spitting image of her father with dark green eyes and freckles scattered about her face but she had the dark brown hair from her mother's side of the gene pool.  Shannon was currently trying her hardest to get her daughter to try, just try, the asparagus that sat on her plate but was very obviously getting nowhere fast with that.  Another waitress, a red head girl by the name of Lindsay, was working from table to table replacing chairs to their proper places on the floor and giving each tabletop a quick once over with her soapy rag.

James McCallister sat on his own at the bar and refused to even look in Negan's direction.

Negan had more sense than to try and join James so he elected to take a seat at a tall two top table by the door.  His plan was to grab Samantha first, as soon as she got in, and not give that other asshole a chance to fuck his shit up even more.  The bell above the door rang out as Russell opened the door once more and Negan turned towards it in hopes that it was Samantha.  Everyone was surprised when they saw it was Russell coming back inside with Red Oak's bus boy held tightly in his arms.

The young man, no older than nineteen, looked nervously around the room with tears streaming down his face from his bloodshot eyes.  The entire front of his shirt was covered in thick red blood that was steadily oozing out of a large open wound at the side of his neck.

"Alex!”  Shannon exclaimed from across the room.  She was on her feet in an instant.

"He was stumbling down the walkway when I found him like this."  Russell said quickly as he laid the young man in his arms down on the floor of the bar.  "Emily, head back to Daddy's office and wait for me there, okay?  Lindsay, grab the first aid kit."

The little girl didn't move an inch but Lindsay did do as she was told and grabbed the first aid kit from its spot above one of the refrigerators behind the bar.  She quickly handed it off to Russell before heading towards the phone.  

"There's no dial tone."  Lindsay said as she held the phone to her ear.

Negan pulled his cell phone out from within his jeans pocket.  "No cell reception down here either."

"We never have that."  Russell said under his breath as he pulled out every gauze pad they had in the little kit.

“Alex, sweetie,” Shannon said as she sat down on the floor of the bar next to the boy’s head, “what happened?”

"In tt-t-tttt-town."  Alex stammered.  "They're just ev-everywhere!"

Negan moved towards the windows and pulled down on one of the blinds.  He couldn't see anything from where they were at the bottom of the hill.

"Alex, you have to calm down."  Shannon said as she removed her jacket.  She folded it up and placed it beneath the boy's head like a makeshift pillow.  "Look at me, look at my eyes."  He did as he was told.  "What happened?"

"I was walking to work and ss-ss-ssomeone just..." he trailed off.  "They came out of nowhere!  He... he just... he fucking bit me!"

"Bit you?"

He nodded.  "It wasn't just one.  There were tons of them... everywhere.  I… I-I-I-"

All the group could do was watch as Alex's body began to tremble and twitch.  Shannon's arms found Alex's own as she tried to hold him still.  Emily screamed and Lindsay began to cry.  Negan was just kneeling down next to Russell when all of a sudden everything stopped.  The only sound in the room was panting, labored breaths from the group around the young man's body now laying lifelessly on the floor.

"Is he..."  Lindsay couldn't finish the sentence.

"I don't know."  Shannon said as she placed a hand over where Alex's heart should have been beating.  "I don't feel a heartbeat but..."

"Is he breathing?"  James asked.  "Isn't there some type of test with a mirror?"

"Do you have a mirror on you, James?"  Russell asked, the sarcasm dripping from his words.

Negan grabbed a spoon from off of the table he was kneeling beside.  "Here, use this."

"Use it to what?"  Russell asked.

"You stick it under his nose."  Lindsay answered.  "If it fogs up at all it means he's still breathing."  

Shannon grabbed the spoon from Negan's hand and moved it to just below Alex's nose.  The tension in the room was tangible and they could have heard a pin drop.  Shannon held the spoon beneath his nose for what seemed like forever.  When there was no breath to fog its surface she turned to face her husband, her head giving an almost imperceptible shake.

"What the fuck?"  Russell asked as he ran a hand through his hair.

Seeing as she was the closest to her, Lindsay grabbed Emily in to her arms and turned the young girl to face away from the carnage before her.  Negan rose to his feet and moved towards the bar.  He quickly found a large, white plastic tablecloth and moved swiftly back to the scene near the front door.  Without thinking, he handed one corner to James and the two draped it gently over the young man's lifeless body.  Russell gently pulled Shannon to her feet and the rest of the group followed the two of them across the bar and over to the set of booths by the pool table.  Lindsay sat Emily down in the booth next to her mother and Shannon took no time in wrapping the young girl in a tight embrace.

"What the hell happened in here?"  Six pairs of eyes darted across the room to the door behind the bar leading towards the kitchen.  Candice stood just inside the doorway, her brow furrowed and her hand on her hip, obviously looking for answers.

"Candice?"  Russell asked, thoroughly confused as to why she was there.  "How did you get in here?"

"I came in through the back.  It's a beautiful day and I figured I'd take a hike through the woods."

"Where's Sam?"  Negan asked.

Candice's eyes immediately went cold as she turned towards him.  "She had a rough night.  I offered to switch shifts with her."  Her implication that Samantha’s'rough night' was his fault was unmistakably clear.

"Candice," Russell said as he rose to his feet and moved towards her.  He took her by the arm and lead her towards the other end of the bar as both Negan and James followed in tow.  "I'm not sure how exactly I'm supposed to tell you this, but Alex... Alex just passed away... in here... on our floor."

"No, that's not possible."  The girl said simply.

"Candice-"

"He's standing right there."

The three men's eyes followed to where Candice was pointing and sure enough, there was Alex standing tall no more than ten feet away from them.  His breathing was rough, it almost sounded as if something had been caught in his throat, and his shoulders shook with each passing breath.  His skin was an ashen gray color and his eyes were glazed over and seemed unable to focus on anything in particular.

"Alex?"  Russell said calmly as he took a step towards him.  Lindsay and Shannon's heads each turned towards where the young man was standing and the fear in their eyes was obvious.  "Are you okay, buddy?"

Alex took a step forward, the motion much slower than it naturally should have been.

"Something isn't right."  James said quietly as Russell took another step towards the boy.

Alex's jaw was moving up and down and his arms rose to reach towards Russell.  "He needs a doctor or something."  Russell said as he took the boy's hands in to his own.  "We need to-"

Alex's sudden jolt forward caught Russell off guard and the way the young man had put all of his weight behind the lunge was enough to send Russell stumbling backwards.  Negan and James were at his side before he had even hit the ground but by the time they managed to get a hold on him Alex had gotten his hands in to an unbreakable tangle within Russell's shirt.  Alex's jaws slammed roughly shut and just narrowly avoided catching Russell's cheek as he pulled away.

All three men worked with all of their strength to pull Alex away from him but he simply would not let go.  Every few seconds he would take another shot at biting at whatever part of Russell was the closest to him but each time Russell narrowly managed to avoid it.  After the third attempt at a bite, James grabbed the boy by the hair at the back of his head while Negan went for the trophy baseball bat that had been hanging behind one of the booths for as long as he could remember.  He didn't want to hurt Alex, he had never really wanted to hurt anyone, but he didn't have any other choice.  Negan let the bat swing and knew the moment it collided with the boy's skull that that would be the end of it.

Alex's body hit the ground with a solid thud.  

Finally free, Russell rushed back towards his wife and child and grabbed them both in to his arms.

"What the hell was that?!"  Candice screamed as she ran towards where Alex now lay.  Her hand rose to her mouth the moment she caught sight of him before she all but ran in the opposite direction.

One thing was for sure, Alex was definitely dead now.

Negan wasn't sure what to do, he wasn't even sure that he was thinking at all.  He seemed to run on nothing but pure instinct as he swung the bat on to his shoulder and headed towards the front door.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?!"  Russell yelled in a panic from across the room.  "You heard him before, there's more of those things out there!"

Negan shook his head as he opened the front door.  "Lock this up behind me, don't let anyone else in."

"You can't go out there!"  Lindsay cried.

Without leaving time for anyone to get another word in, Negan slipped through the door and pulled it shut behind him.  He ran towards his truck as he grabbed his keys from his jacket pocket.  He didn't even give himself time to think as he started up the truck and tore out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell.

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Controlled Sanity (Bughead fanfic)

Notes at the end :)

Summary: Betty works at night as a dancer at The Whyte Whyrm, where, under the disguise of a black wig, she can release all the darkness that she keeps locked away inside her while being the perfect daughter and the perfect student. This is her way of dealing with this dark side of hers, making some extra cash and escaping her control freak of a mother. Jughead always kept to himself during classes, even if his eyes did linger on Ms. Perfect Girl Next Door in his Lit class every now and then. One night, with some of his Southside Serpents’ friends, he went to the Whyte Whyrm and was hypnotized by the girl with large blue eyes dancing right in front of him. Next day in class he saw the same eyes staring at him. This time, a tight blonde ponytail and a blue knit sweater completed the picture instead of the raven hair and the black underwear.

Note on the fic’s background: In this AU most of the TV Show’s things never happened or are very different. One thing that did happened is that FP end up in jail for covering up something, which caused Jughead to be “adopted” by the Southside Serpents. After some time inside the gang he and Joaquin became friends.

Controlled Sanity

Chapter 1

Jughead slid his hands into his pockets, feeling a shiver down his spine when the cold wind hit his face. Each day the sky got darker and the days shorter and snow would soon be falling on their heads. He was walking up the street, trying to ignore the cold weather, moistening his chapped lips with the tip of his tongue. It had been so long since the last time he went to The Whyte Wyrm and just hung out with the other Serpents. With work, college life and exams approaching, he didn’t see the months flying by. But they did. And they summoned him, he thought, rolling his eyes. They had made a few changes in the bar - exciting changes, if he remembered correctly what Joaquin had said - and it was his duty as a Southside Serpents to go and see it. What changes they refused to tell, though.

A long sigh condensated out of his mouth as he stood in The Whyte Wyrm parking lot, staring at the neon sign and the motorcycles galore. Adjusting his leather jacket with the SS’s symbol on the back, he entered the bar. The first thing he noticed is that the place was dimmer (or was he just imagining that?), but at first he couldn’t tell what else was different. Looking around, he noticed a few changes in the decoration, some furniture that had been replaced and moved around. Other than that, everything looked quite the same.

“Jughead Jones” He turned around to see one of the older members of the crew folding his arms behind a table. “So you finally decided to grace us with your presence, huh?”

He scratched his neck, approaching the man and giving him an apologetic smile. “Sorry about that, HH. It’s just that, you know… College and everything…”

“Relax, young man, I’m just giving you a hard time.” The bearded man chuckled and took a sip at his beer. “Joaquin’s waiting for you in the back.”

Jughead drew his eyebrows together. “In the back?”

“Yeah. Jeez, it has been a long time since you came here, hasn't it? Right after the pool table you’ll see a doorway with some awful noisy shit hanging from it. One of the new improvements The Whyte Wyrm’s had in the past months.”

“Thanks, HH.” He said hesitantly, frowning as he made his way through the bar, nodding his head to some of the members a couple times in the way. Turns out the awful noisy shit hanging from the doorway was actually a dark ball chain curtain separating the two areas. He opened the curtain in the middle with his hands and heard what HH was talking about: they made a metallic sound when each metal ball collapsed against the other. He peeked in first for a brief moment, then entered the new area.

Some slightly agitated rock tune was playing in the dark ambient and his eyes were instantly attracted to the main source of light in the room: a few spotlights in the left, lighting what seemed to be a runaway and a stage. Narrowing his eyes to see better, he slowly walked towards it, seeing what he believed to be a few dancing poles on the stage. Now that he was closer he could actually see a girl dancing, but she wasn’t on the stage nor under the lights. Instead she was dancing on top of a low round table in the middle of a circular couch with one opening. He couldn’t see who was sitting there watching the girl, stretching their arms to touch her, and he didn’t really want to.

“Hey, Jughead” His name was called again and he turned around to see Joaquin walking up to him, a beer in hand. “Finally you made it.”

“What the hell is this?” Jughead asked, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder. He hoped his disgust was stamped on his face, and something in Joaquin’s demeanor told him it was.

“Just some entertaining” He shrugged. “It’s not like anyone is being forced to do it, ok? So don’t even start.”

“This is what I came here for, seriously?” The Southside Serpents’ apparent idea of fun and entertaining was nothing like Jughead’s. It was a Saturday night and he’d rather be doing pretty much anything else than watching people eye fucking other people.

“No, you came here because I asked you to.” He looked down before continuing. “Dylan broke up with me this week.” Then, shrugging, added: “But it’s not a big deal. I just wanted to tell you in person. Especially since you seem unable to answer my calls or at least answer my texts.”

Jughead shifted his weight on his feet, not knowing what to do. He wanted to support his friend in that painful moment, but he didn’t know how without feeling awkward. And now he was feeling bad for avoiding Joaquin over the past couple of weeks.

“I’m so sorry, Quin.” He managed to say, placing his hand over the friend’s shoulder. Joaquin nodded in return, which made Jughead feel worse.

“Anyway, it’s still pretty early but soon this will start to crowd and more girls and guys will be onstage. This is recent, but there are now a few consistent dancers who are here every weekend. Some even come regularly on weekdays.” Joaquin started to explain while they made their way to an empty table. There was another but smaller bar counter next to the doorway. A girl with black and green hair got a drink and walked to their table, sitting next to Joaquin and taking a long sip at the drink.

“Have you told him about the hottie that started dancing here about a month ago?” She asked, going directly to the point. “God, those abs. Those abs haunt my dreams every goddamn night.”

“Hi to you too, Katie. And please spare me the details.”

“Oh, sweetie, trust me, I am.” A malicious smile curved up her lips while she played with the straw on her drink.

They talked for a while, Jughead’s mind anywhere else but there most of the time and if it wasn’t for the increase of the temperature in the room he might have not noticed the place getting crowded. His mind went back and forth to thinking about his assignments and upcoming exams and the upgrades The Whyte Wyrm had made. He could see himself coming even less to the bar now. Yes, he understood all of them were consenting adults but even if all that - the stage, dancing pole, flashing lights - was in a different area, he couldn’t see the appeal in that. Actually, being in an area filled with so much sexual tension was making him uncomfortable.

“He’s not even listening to us, for a change.” Katie’s voice was sarcastic while she snapped her fingers in Jugheads face.

He leaned back and frowned. “Sorry guys. It’s just that…”

“This isn’t really your thing. You think we don’t know that? Jeez, even if someone doesn’t know that, it’s written on your face, Jug.” Joaquin scoffed.

“But since this is the first time you come here to appreciate the show and it’s Joaquin’s night today, you, Mister, are going with us closer to the stage. And don’t even try to stop me or I’ll kick your ass all the way there.” She finished, narrowing her eyes at Jughead.

He took a deep breath and nodded, getting up and walking a few steps behind them. Katie was tall - taller than him -, and even though she wasn’t much older he had no doubt in his mind she would kick his ass. There were a few of those circular couches scattered in front of the stage and some other chairs closer and further away. He followed them to one in the left corner, which seemed to have a small runaway with two poles reserved just for that spot. The couch was made of a deep green leather and was very comfortable. Katie and Joaquin placed their drinks on the table, where a few coasters were already waiting.

That section of the stage was dark, but as the current song ended he saw some shadows moving on top of it. Being so close to all that “action” was somewhat disturbing, but glancing to Joaquin he thought it would make him no harm in staying for that night. It was clear that he was trying really hard to forget the break up. Jughead owed him that much.

As the new song started, though, he had to force himself not to leave the bar. It took him a second, but he recognized the song. Man! I Feel Like A Woman‘s intro started - when was the last time he had heard it? - and two spotlights lit up to two people standing with their backs turned to them. They each had one hand on the pole closest to them. A giggle to his left told him this was probably the guy with the “amazing abs”, which he couldn’t see at the moment but to what his shirtless back promised he would soon. To his right was a girl a little shorter than him, wearing a white long-sleeve shirt, a mini skirt and a hat. She was barefoot and her long, slim legs were covered - or should he say uncovered - by fishnet tights that ended on her ankles.

Jughead didn’t want to watch the performance and even less wanted to stare at them, but he found it hard to divert his eyes from the girl’s hips shaking in the song’s rhythm, her hand going up and down while snapping her fingers at the beat. Her head was tilted to the side, looking at her partner. Mirroring each other, they let their bodies hang, stretching one leg in a swift movement and locking it around the pole. Jughead caught himself looking at the girl’s toned leg again, holded up straight to the other side with a perfectly pointed feet. One hand flew quickly to her hat while her body arched back. Her other arm, stretched to her back, almost touching her partner.

They continued mirroring each other’s movements, pirouetting around the pole and he didn’t even notice how he had leaned closer to the stage, his elbows leaned on his knees. Noticing that, he breathed deeply and sat up again, glancing quickly at Joaquin and Katie, who had their arms over each other’s shoulders and were shamelessly staring at the dancers.

Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady Men's shirts-short skirts Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction Color my hair-do what I dare Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel Man! I feel like a woman!

During the chorus they stopped with the mirroring and Jughead’s eyes turned back to them. They slid from their poles in gracious movements, one hand over their heads and the other on their thighs. The guy took her hand and pulled her in, their bodies so close Jughead felt physically uncomfortable. She placed her hat on his head and for the first time he noticed her short black hair with bangs that framed her face. The guy pushed her away with a spin. Two spins away and her skirt was on his hand, leaving her with a black high waist panties. He heard some cheering, a few screams even coming from Joaquin and Katie. The girl pretended to be shocked, bringing her knees together and lifting one hand to her mouth. Then she lifted her leg in one theatrical kick to the guy’s jaw and he spined back to his pole.

They continued their choreography, climbing and sliding the poles, moving their bodies in sexy movements that made Jughead both want to go blind and never stop watching. She now had the shirt completely open, showing off a black laced bra and a dog collar. On all fours, she crawled to the edge of the stage and looked directly at Jughead. Or that was what it felt like. His heart raced as the blood started to flow faster and he suddenly felt the urge to take off his hot leather jacket. She lied on her stomach and pulled her hips up against the guy. He placed his hands on her hips and she arched her back up, their bodies exceedingly close again. His hands went up her torso. She turned and pushed away from him, slowly moving her body as she removed her shirt. Cheers got louder and louder and he even saw a few people getting closer with the corner of his eyes. She threw her shirt away, which ended up falling over their table.

Jughead reached his arm and picked up the shirt. It was a little sweaty and he could see a red stain on the collar, probably from her red lipstick. Katie punched him slightly in the arm, as if it was a big deal he had her shirt on his hands and so he just frowned at her.

Their performance ended with them making a lot of synchronized movements to the “Oh, oh, oh!” of the lyrics. Their hips thrusting against each other like that was the final straw and he finally looked away. When the music ended he stood up and approached the stage, ignoring the “Dude, what’re you doing?” Joaquin let out. The dancers looked at him with a light smile on their faces. He simply raised his hand, showing the shirt.

“Oh, thank you.” The dark haired girl said, leaning in, her breasts in his eye level. But as she picked the shirt he could only stare at her face. His heart stopped and his brain stopped. He knew that face. Those cheeks, that nose and that jawline. But most importantly, he knew those wide blue eyes. He knew them too well since he had been avoiding them in class for the past six months. Those eyes belonged to Betty Cooper, the perfect girl next door.

Notes: first of all, I need to say this fic was inspired by the awesome @it-happened-one-starry-night and their awesome fic By Mere Happenstance (check it out!). It’s been a really long time since I’ve written anything and for that I’m still really nervous. Still, I hope someone enjoys this.

That said, all kinds of comments are more than appreciated. Please tell me what you think, critics, suggestions, what could be better, etc.

Not sure when Chapter 2 will come out.

[speedygal]

sleeper ship AOS McCoy au

This is long. Kelvin version of sleeper ship McCoy au.

The year is 2230. SS Kelvin is returning to Earth from a failed colony and it is going to be rerouted on Mars that needs a new colony. A sudden anomaly appears letting out a gigantic ship. The Narada comes through and attacks the Kelvin immediately. Eighty thousand pod’s are ejected. George Samuel Kirk a synthetic android and Winona is a human who goes into labor early due to the stasis pod ejecting and a malfunction occurring. A synthetic medical officer’s escape pod clutches it and boards it. George and Winona share one last conversation. The conversation is cut short with the naming of James T. Kirk. Our scene pans over with a doctor’s three year old watching the news after the survivors are taken to Mars. The tale of a pointy eared alien with eyebrows causing this tragedy. Winona goes to Riverside, Iowa. This is when humans are then aware they are not alone. Klingons take the Narada and it’s crew captive.

The media jumps at the chance to profit over the Romulan attack by rebooting Galaxy Quest. Galaxy Quest takes a sharp turn from a hopeful, bright well recognizable show with a non-military group into a gritty,dark tv show regarding space travel and abiding the prime directive and the Meechan’s are replaced by a new antagonist. This alienates potential viewers and star fleet officers, but the original and previous versions of Galaxy Quest are preferred over the new reboot including spin offs, movies,books and so on. McCoy is in Georgia for most of his life until Jocelyn and Joanna. Then David dies and along comes a divorce. He goes to Riverside, gets drunk,and is recruited by Captain Pike to join star fleet. McCoy meets Jim. They are assigned room mates. Three years later, there is a kobyashi maru and Jim passes it. Jim and McCoy are in a relationship. This passing enrages Star Fleet and he has a panel. McCoy is annoyed and knows Jim is going to be tossed out of Star Fleet. Jim gives a reasonable answer on why he did what he did. Unbeknowst to them and Nero, rements of the original timeline have arrived close by Earth and coming for a crash landing.  As a result Nero never launches the attack on Vulcan and keeps waiting.  Jim passes the panel. McCoy gives Jim the gibb slap. Winona is visited by a man who resembles George along with two men. Winona does not call the authorities on them as a result and embraces her son despite how different he is from her  little boy. The man introduces her to his husband. They both don’t know if their other husband is still alive as he had dejected the shuttle craft in order to preserve their lives because the main hull is larger than the other half. They both have felt the bond severed. They help around the house and actively encourage her to return into space as a engineer. Christmas rolls around and Winona introduces her son and his boyfriend to their other selves ad announces she is returning to space but on Starbase 1. Kirk Prime and Jim share the same feeling of ‘THAT’S STILL NOT IN OPEN SPACE,MOM!’ The McCoy’s get along with each other sharing notes to each other about their respective Jim. McCoy Prime and Winona embarrass Kirk Prime by showing Jim’s baby pictures to McCoy with hazel eyes. The Kirk’s sulk away to the porch and talk about their father, the stars, and responsibility. McCoy Prime learns more of this Jim’s allergies. McCoy Prime writes a number of planet civilizations and descriptions that he may need a hypo for and what to be prepared for. McCoy Prime lures his other self to a clinic and vaccinates him for xenopolycythemia. McCoy Prime and Kirk Prime both warn the two that the world is going to be darker and different including trusting aliens, separately, at the same time. McCoy Prime and Kirk Prime wistfully watch the three leave and so McCoy decides to make a sehlat. No one knows what he created but he apparently created ten others for familys around town for protection. Star  Fleet gets involved and they get crushed by Kirk Prime talking their way out of the scenario. And promise them that they are sterile.

Apparently, they are not sterile.

Cue clans of Sehlat adapting to Earh.

Two years later, the larger part of the craft crash lands on Delta Vega Kirk Prime and McCoy Prime have spoiled their sehlat,ashaya, rotten. And he loves them dearly. He’s like a overgrown german sheperd with a heart of gold. Jim and McCoy are assigned to the SS republic with forty-three thousand in stasis colonists. Jim and McCoy are married and they were given away by their counterparts while Winona went deeper into space and her starship went missing. USS Mayflower with four hundred fifty people aboard going to a medical conference. However, the SS Enterprise is completed sooner than expected and they are transferred to the SS Enterprise as back up officers. Jim is a red shirt. McCoy is a medical officer. The SS Enterprise is manned by two hundred thirty synthetic star fleet officers including Montgomery Scott. The Narada attacks one month into their voyage. Captain Pike registers what this means. They quickly get rid of the Narada via tricking it into the sun and it is destroyed instantly. Star Fleet is notified of the threat being eliminated and there’s a huge celebration. Captain Pike is paralyzed for the time being. Number One relieves herself of command. The starship is put into autopilot since everything is in limbo because Mr Scott, Scotty, refuses to take command. Scotty takes another option. Instead ,he sends all the synthetics into hibernation mode until the end.

A anomaly awakes Leonard McCoy one week later. McCoy sees messages their counterparts had been sending. McCoy is comforted that despite his husband being a red shirt, they are going to be living long enough to be old and wrinkly. McCoy lives in the starship for a year and refuses to awake the others because this is a damn 100 year mission that should be captained by robots for 95 years then replaced by the human crew toward the end. And it is going to lack one extra medical professional. And his pod is broken. The halls are lined in pods. McCoy takes the time to wipe the fog off Jim’s pod to see his face and some days he breaks down and cries  hitting the pod at how unfair it is. Because when Jim awakes, McCoy might as well be dead. Or being near the verge of death. He sends messages back to his counterpart and it takes a week for the messages to return as they get further and further. McCoy Prime’s last reply as they are out of star fleets known boundary between deep space and federation is: It’s going to be okay. Don’t lose him this time like we did. Live long and prosper. And McCoy is left confused on who he exactly means. Joanna has got lots of voice mails from her father but not visual mails because who wants to see their father grow themselves a beard out? He refuses to let her see how being isolated has made him. He feels he is hallucinating and he probably is seeing people walk down the hall. He catches himself talking to a hallucination and chiding them out near the end of the year. He looks ridiclious talking to thin air on the security cameras.

The next year. On the first day of the year, a group of Vulcans arrive. McCoy cracks and hunts them down one by one getting them into the brig. Because he’s pretty sure they are his hallucinations that drive him nuts. Lieutenant Commander Spock accidentally opens Jim’s pod and he has his phaser aimed in the direction of Jim when the man comes stumbling out. Jim sees Spock and is absolutely smitten finding him adorable. "Like come on, that’s one adorable bowl hair cut. AND THE EYEBROWS, OMG I LOVE YOUR eyebrows how do you grow them out. You are so tall. I like your eyes. YOUR EARS ARE SO ADORABLE." Spock finds Jim irrational and illogical.  Spock opens his communicator and requests to be beamed off. Jim inadventurely joins Spock. McCoy discovers Jim is gone and he has a B S. O. D. in a really bad way being unsure if anything is real. He puts himself in the isolation ward for the safety of the ship and himself. He also locked himself in. McCoy grumble how this year started and how terrible it is going to be. Jim is nerve pinched by Spock. Spock intends to return for the captain and has Jim be beamed to the nearest planet that is arctic. There Jim meets (well, more like rescued by) Spock Prime who mistakes him for Kirk Prime and thinks he’s going home but it is not. Spock Prime has been alive, barely, with a severed link.

Jim and Spock Prime share a mind meld with a lot of emotional transference and memories being exchanged. Jim allows himself to have a temporary link with the vulcan on the way to the deserted warehouse to keep the old man alive in the freezing cold. Jim initiates the mind meld after the vulcan collapses to the snow. Spock Prime helps Jim to  the warehouse and explains that is other self is likely going to make a foolish mistake by attacking the starship when there is no reply. Jim realizes someone is aboard the  Enterprise, alive, alone without a companion.  And that’s why Spock was where he was and reacted the way he was, Spock Prime replies it was only logical his counterpart is attempting to retrieve his crewmates. Spock Prime beams Jim to the USS Archer and beams himself to the SS Enterprise to give himself a tour. It’s, different, that he can give credit for. He comes to the isolation ward to find McCoy in the corner, door locked, to see the doctor in a patient’s uniform. Spock Prime lures McCoy out by sweet talking him out talking about his husbands and how loving they are and how ddomestic they are--McCoy finally says, “How can this man I was told not to lose be in the brig?”  McCoy explains about the ordeal and he sees the Vulcan cry. Tears of happiness. Spock Prime convinces McCoy that he is real via a mind meld. McCoy cries into Spock Prime once convinced and shown that Jim is out. Spock Prime stays by the man’s side. Spock Prime takes  McCoy to Sick Bay and socializes with him talking about the differences in sick bay. He also does the standard procedure of using the medical tricorder on McCoy to check for any injury, internal, or covered injury. He uses the appropriate material to repair the doctor. Minutes later,Jim comes into sick bay. And they both sink to the floor. Spock Prime sees his younger self come in with a phaser.

Apparently Nero had attacked the Vulcan and claimed to be from the future. He left after severely damaging the Vulcanian landscape and buildings and there were injured Vulcans a few casualties, Amanda Grayson and Sarek were not among them nor was the ancient hall of thought. Spock is suspicious of his supposedly older self because who would be working with humans who had a part in Nero’s arrival. His brother, Sybok,a well known Healer, killed by the attack. McCoy gets in the way, “If you are goin’ to kill him then you might as well kill me first.” Spock reveals himself to be the elder but younger. McCoy refuses to budge even when the shock sank in. Spock falls to the ground and behind him is Pavel Chekov who appears to be unsure, “Did I not kill him? I didn’t mean to!” Spock Prime takes the communicator and requests the othership be prepared to beam up it’s officers in five minutes. Spock Prime’s red matter is collected and he informs  the captain of the Vulcan ship that he wishes to go home. Home was Earth. To reunite with his t’hy’lara but he needs his temporary link to be dissolved in order to go home and repair that link. Spock Prime shares one final mind meld with Jim and carefully shreds the bond. Spock Prime uses the jellyfish to quickly go to Earth after informing the captain and the crew when it should be used. Jim and McCoy stay awake. McCoy bypasses several regulations and cheats by making Jim captain instead of the long way as much as he does not like it.

There’s a convenient stasis pod malfunction and synthetic pod malfunction. Four hundred thirty synthetics awake. Christine Chapel,Hikaru Sulu,Nyota Uhura, Elizabeth Dehner, Kevin Riley,Gary Mitchell, and Janice Rand are awakened. Scotty, several engineer synthetics, several nurse synthetics,several science synthetics,and several communication officers, and a spare doctor synthetic named Geoffrey M’Benga and several security synthetics are awakened. McCoy recovers from his year long isolation with  people around him. They discover the contact to Earth has been intensified. Jim begins his captaincy trying to find his way to keep his crew alive while exploring new worlds and finding ones that are safe to visit or not. Jim starts out all right but he stumbles. The humans get to see messages from their families. Scotty is quite fine with Jim being captain. No replies from the primes.  It takes a few days but Spock Prime reaches Earth and has a emotional tearful reunion with his husbands at  the house.  They repair the severed link afterwards. Spock Prime wears a beanie when he goes to town with his Jim and McCoy. Spock Prime loves the sehlat. Back on the Enterprise, McCoy is fixing up Jim’s injuries when he introduces a new uniform with a black collar to Jim and a gray star on the chest. It’s a yellow shirt. The machines are hard at work making others like it. Everyone loves the colors: yellow and blue and red. It looks better than the blue suits. McCoy complains about how unsure Jim is about his command decisions and whines that he needs to assign a synthetic as a first officer that relies on logic. The USS Archer comes by with a battered Mayflower with a intact crew but the synthetics are dead. Winona is a engineer who gets to reunite with her son. The USS Archer tells Jim they are escorting the Winona to Earth  and will be joined shortly by NX Enterprise. Jm and Winona share a heartfelt reunion. Jim is shown a holoprogram of the refit starship and it makes his heart soar. He is a sucker for seeing old starships back in action. Eventually he is told that the Federation has decided to induct the Enterprise and oh, the planet they are headed to has some native population but they’ll get along as they are long, long,long lost ancestors in the 19th century., Around sixty-six thousand people populate the planet but their population is going on a decline due to some eugenic program and will be ready to repopulate by the time the Enterprise arrives. With that, T’Pau has arranged for a Vulcan hybrid to be dispatched to the Enterprise. S’Chn T’Gai Spock, after their designated first officer is destroyed and Scotty can’t put him together. Jim lays some ground rules.

1. Do not shoot at Bones.

2. Do not shoot at Jim.

3. Do not shot at Bones if he asks. He is joking.

4. Trust us.

4.5.  DO NOT SHOOT AT GARY. HE'S JUST THAT WAY.

4.9. YOU CANNOT FIRE AT ANYONE WITHOUT A LOGICAL REASON.

5. YOU CANNOT FIRE AT A FELLOW OFFICER. EXCEPT IF THEY ARE MIND CONTROLLED OR ANY OUTSIDE FACTORS OR BRAINWASHED. YOU CAN ONLY STUNN THEM. DO NOT VAPORIZE THEM.  OR NERVE PINCH THEM.

6. YOU MAY ONLY KILL US WHEN WE ARE RATIONAL AND IN OUR DAMN MIND.

7. Go home at the end of the 100 year mission.

3 YEARS LATER (SEASONS 1 - 3 HAPPENS), KRALL happens, but the synthetics get killed minus Scotty and Dorian. The stasis pods, the outer ring with all of them, spirals out and heads to the starbase yorktown. The Enterprise crew are seperated. Ben and Demora, part of Hikari's family were sent to the USS Yorktown during the beginning of the safe voyage with Spock aboard. Krall feeds off the synthetics life energy. At least the ones that remained which was close to four hundred. He comes across  Captain Pike and Number One who vigerously protects him. The SS Franklin is referred to Jaylah as her house. Nyota and Hikaru are terrified to those humans aboard the starbase with all types of aliens. Jim was contemplating becoming a vice admiral of the Yorktown when the attack had started and had sent in his form. Spock had been contemplating returning to Vulcan for his upcoming Pon-Farr. McCoy has made his decision. He is going after Jim once the mission is over. Krall is killed. Everyone is saved. At least what everyone is left save for the main large group that was left behind in the beginning. Jim changes his mind. Spock, however, does not, as he learns that T'Pring has a friend who is very close to her. And she has shown interest in Nyota Uhura who appears to be in a relationship with Christine Chapel. Spock weighs his conflict. The Enterprise A is unvieled 12 months later. Pavel is reassigned to the USS Reliant during the time as a security officer. Everyone is sad to go but they are happy that he is going somewhere. Pavel cries during their party and they welcome in a new ensign, a muslim navigator with a hijab, and Jim implies he will find a way for her to do her daily prayers. Spock decides to not resign from Star Fleet and decides, "why not?" He plans for Jim and McCoy to be his lek noy. His men of honor. And he prays to Surak that if he fails to go to Vulcan that he die alone. Spock is honestly terrified of dying. Jim promotes everyone. Every single member who is still around from the Battle of Altamid. Spock refuses his promotion. Jim argues but Spock's glare makes him give up. McCoy tries, he fails, getting the same glare. Their Prime counterparts are living with their aged sehlat and are happily married and retired. Jaylah goes to star fleet academy and will become a engineer and gets to be assigned to her new house. In 2286, the wrath of Khan will begin.

End  AU.