#karla dixon

[playbucky]

Speak of the Dead.

You manage to escape from your attempted kidnapping, an unexpected person shows up when the doctors call your emergency contact.  Characters – Reader, Reacher, Neagley, Chris, Karla Word Count - 1k.

‘Neagley -,’ you stopped when the larger person stepped into the room, ‘what’s he doing here?’  ‘He was with me when I got the call.’ She told you, you moved in your bed.  ‘Coulda dropped him off somewhere.’ You grumbled.  ‘I would’ve but you know he’s like a stray, always finds you.’ Neagley replied, you arched an eyebrow.  ‘What happened?’ Reacher quizzed.  ‘Pretty sure you’ve already asked the nurse.’ You told him.  ‘Y/N.’ He warned, you glared at him.  ‘Three busted ribs, fractured eye socket, broken nose, serve blood loss and a brand-new scar. It’s like Christmas.’ You replied sarcastically, you lifted your arms and shook them.  ‘Well at least they never took away your best quality.’ Neagley commented, you arched your brow the best you could with the swelling.  ‘Oh wow, tryna piss off the injured, real nice.’ You joked, she smiled and glanced to Reacher.  ‘You know who did it?’ Reacher quizzed, his brows were drawn together, you shook your head.  ‘Wore masks, generic height and build.’ You listed off your attackers.  You watched Neagley and Reacher share a look, you moved in your bed, a hiss escaped your lips. Reacher moved quickly, the space he had kept between you vanished, you raised a hand for him to stop which he did and glared down at you.  ‘I know how to draw them out.’ You breathed out as you got comfy.  ‘We’re not using you as bait.’ Reacher said quickly, you dropped your hand onto his forearm, his warmth spread over your palm.   ‘Good to know that’s where your brain goes but we are, or rather my body.’ You patted his arm.  ‘They’re after the team, so let’s give them the team.’ You suggested, you looked at Neagley who hadn’t moved from the bottom of the bed.  ‘Y/N.’ She said, head tilted as she had a rough idea as to where your thoughts were going.  ‘Pretty sure I was pronounced dead, so someone can work their magic and I can stay dead.’ You suggested.  ‘You’d want to be dead?’ Reacher asked, you sighed.  ‘Being alive hasn’t really lived up to what people have told me is should.’ You leaned back into the pillows to look up at him.    ‘You look like shit.’ Karla commented as she entered the motel room, you chuckled and moved from the bathroom to the chair. Reacher's arm moved at his side, Karla’s brows pinched slightly as she looked at him.  ‘Yeah, nice to see you guys again.’ You grumbled, a hand wrapped around your chest to try and ease the ache.   ‘Been up too much?’ Karla asked, you scoffed and shook your head.  ‘Just dying.’ You commented, you lowered yourself into the chair, she chuckled.  ‘Heard the pair of your got married?’ You said, Reacher looked to her and O’Donnell, his brows furrowed deeply as Neagley chuckled at his shook.  ‘Yeah, he’s had two kids as well.’ Karla commented.  ‘Oft, I'm surprised she’s put up with you for so long, two kids and an adult one?’ You said, an eyebrow arched as you looked at him.  ‘One on the way as well.’ He added happily, you smiled widely.  ‘Well congrats, boy or girl?’  ‘Don’t know.’ O’Donnell commented, he shrugged.  ‘Are they safe?’ You asked.  ‘Yeah, she knows what to do.’ He said, you nodded.  ‘Good, your husband?’ You asked Karla, she nodded which eased you slightly.  ‘He’s safe as well.’  ‘Looks like we’re set.’ You said, they all nodded, ‘Anyone fancy dinner?’ You asked and moved to get out the chair, Reacher held a hand out to stop you.  ‘Reacher and I will get it, you need to rest.’ Karla said, you looked at her annoyed, ‘Still the same toppings?’ She quizzed, you nodded.  ‘Keep -,’  ‘The door locked, we know.’ You, Neagley and O’Donnell said, Reacher looked defeated before he followed Karla out and shut the door behind him. Both their silhouettes walked past the window, Neagley slid the lock over.  ‘They’re the reason we never worked out, right?’ Karla turned to Reacher, who arched an eyebrow, ‘Y/N, you’ve always been focused on them.’ She continued, he didn’t reply.  ‘I don’t blame you, I guess I was naive for thinking anything would show between us.’ She added, Reacher focused ahead of him. 

‘What you doing back?’ You quizzed as he marched into the room, he set the carrier bag onto the small chair that sat at the window, he continued to walk towards you.  ‘I think I might stay awhile.’ He stated, you watched as he lowered himself into the bed next to you, his hand landed next to your knee, his finger twitched slightly.  ‘Reacher settle down? We must be at the end of the world.’ You joked, he looked at you over his shoulder.  ‘Not the end, just until you’re healed up.’ He said, your eyebrows jumped up.  ‘You’re staying for me?’ You asked, your hands moved from your crossed legs to your chest, he nodded.  ‘Shoulda stayed a long time ago.’ He admitted, you shook your head.  ‘I’m capable of looking after myself.’ You replied, his hand landed on your knee before he squeezed it.  ‘You shouldn’t have to be, I’m gonna be here.’ He told you, he didn’t break eye contact with you.  ‘Reacher.’ You breathed, you placed your hand on top of his, your thumb stroked across the back.  ‘Don’t try and convince me, I’m staying.’ He said, his gaze dropped to your joined hands.  ‘I was going to say thank you.’ You informed him, he looked up to you before you both smiled at each other. 

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[prettypynklemonade]

Torn (part 2)

By PrettyPynkLemonade

Part 1

Author's note at the bottom

proofread by @trippinsorrows

cw/tw: alcohol use, violence, military, sexual tension, power dynamics, flirting, character growth (let me know if I've missed anything)

Word count: 1.7k

August 5th, 2016

Adora wasn’t sure how to contain her excitement. This was easily the best day of her life, not counting the day she had enlisted. Being promoted to Major and then 2 months later being asked to join a special task force? Nothing could bring her high down.

She was one of very few women of color to have the many opportunities that had been afforded to her whilst she’d been enlisted. She knew part of it was being a legacy kid. Her mom had been a Command Sergeant Major in the army and being an army brat who could speak 4 languages by the age of 10 had intrigued a lot of the higher ups before she’d even been of age. It was no wonder she had exceeded expectations all with an air of excitement.

When she made the decision to enlist, it was an easy one. Adora spent most of her life on bases and travelling the world. She wasn’t comfortable staying in one place for too long, and while she was particular about her environment, she was adaptable. Joining a new team and being able to work on specialty projects was something she had only dreamed of and was more than capable of excelling at.

And Adora was riding high on that feeling until she walked into the shabby building housing more boxes filled with paper and dust than she’d ever seen in her life.

She knew this Special Unit that Reacher was putting together was new, but she wasn’t exactly prepared for the building to be so…decrepit. To be fair she hadn’t been prepped for any part of this new endeavor, but that was always the exciting part of the army: expecting the unexpected. And no one was more unexpected than Jack Reacher.

He was a tank of a man and she’d be lying if she said that she didn’t have a massive crush on him. His striking eyes and his body were one thing, but his rank and intelligence? Beautiful. He’d risen through the ranks like her, was heading up his own unit, and was known to follow a strict code of conduct. Just tell Adora that he also loved puppies, and she was a taken woman.

Walking into the spacious room behind Calvin Franz (another seemingly nervous) recruit and Reacher, Adora couldn’t help but feel there was some tension between their new “team” to say the least. She took survey of the mismatched group while Reacher was putting an obnoxiously blonde man in his place. Outside of the blonde who she believed was named O’Donnell; she took note of a black woman with soulful eyes, a white woman with dark hair who looked like she worked at a bank, a cute Asian man strumming a guitar, a black man that was old enough to be her dad (she’d have to see if he knew her mother), 2 beautiful Latino men (one with a large back tattoo), and of course Franz and Reacher. 10 people who would be tasked with working together for an unspecified amount of time.

She blanked out during the beginning of Reacher’s monologue, where she realized this was the most, she had probably ever heard the real-life G.I. Joe speak. They hadn’t interacted with each other much during their time enlisted, but in the few interactions they had shared he didn’t say much, but he handled his business. She wasn’t sure if his silence was intentional or if it was to keep himself distant from others. If it was to keep people away, that was unfortunate because she could definitely see herself keeping a close eye on him.

“…The army wanted a unit for particularly complex matters when they arose. To do that I need Special Investigators, not generic MPs.” Reacher concluded.

One of the Latino men with Orozco tatted on his back raised his hand before speaking “If we’re so special, why did the stick us in this dump? I mean, what is up with this place?” he asked with a laugh, which others on the team couldn’t help but join.

“Few years ago, Uncle Sam made an auction bid for some land down the road. Entered the address backwards and became the proud owners of this building and the contents of the now-defunct Callahan Insurance Agency…But you’re right. Place could work a little better.” Reacher explained.

Adora snorted “A little better? This place is a dump with a capital D and only bleach and hard work could make this even remotely workable.”

With a blink and you’d miss it smile, which she did not miss, Reacher continued and said, “Okay team, you heard the woman, straighten up these boxes and move these old tanker desks to the middle of the room.”

The rest of the team sighed and shifted their glares to Adora. She rolled her eyes and flipped her hair completely nonplused, “I just said what everyone else was thinking and I won’t apologize for it.”

Reacher sensing the tension said “Let’s go. You don’t have to call me ‘Major,’ but you do have to move your ass when I say so. Get to it.”

Adora stretched her legs and shoulders before grabbing a tanker box with the Black girl with the soulful eyes and they began exchanging pleasantries. She came to learn her name is Frances Neagley “Just Neagley please” and she was a Seargent, which was surprising. Not because she didn’t seem capable of the job, but Reacher picking someone relatively new seemed intriguing and she loved things that piqued her interest. Adora was never one to undermine Black women and if Neagley was on her team, then she knew they were more than equals, titles be damned.

“Reacher’s paying for beers once we’re done here” Franz announced walking over to the two women, and while the rest of the team looked slightly more upbeat after that, Adora could only think *This team is gonna need a hell of a lot of beer to make this thing work*

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Nothing could have prepared her for the uncomfortable silences during their bar visit. Adora wasn’t a heavy drinker, but she put that thought behind her while she sipped her 3rd beer to stay present during the more than awkward hang out session. She looked around the room, putting on her surveillance eyes and noticed too many men looking in their direction. She wasn’t sure why Reacher chose this place to drink, but she was almost a thousand percent sure this wasn’t going to end well…

And well…

Adora loved and hated that she was right about that outcome.

When the 91st approached their table and threatened Neagley, she was more than ready to go to bat for her sister in arms. But she didn’t get the chance before Reacher was already aggressively defending Neagley and the rest of the team. Of course that did lead to a bar fight, but what better way to unite a team than beating the shit out of another one?

And when Swan (the cute Asian) suggested they get out of there, because he knew the perfect place for a bonfire, how could the team refuse? And they warmed up to each other even more when Adora suggested they stop to pick up food and drinks on the way.

They’d all been fraternizing after drinking a few drinks more than she’d ever admit to, and she could feel the heavy and intoxicating effects of the alcohol and now all she wanted to do was get under a certain someone before the night was over.

Before the angel on her shoulder could stop her, Adora walked over to the Jeep where Reacher and Neagley were drinking and laughing at Swan’s perfectly imperfect singing. She didn’t care if Neagley heard her drunken attempts at getting Reacher to loosen up, someone had to get that man’s hips to move and Adora was the perfect candidate.

“You knew that fight was going to happen, didn’t you?” she asked coyly. She may have been drunk but she was all too aware that asking him to dance straight-up wouldn’t work, even if she was a little impatient.

“I mean, he didn’t ask nicely.” Reacher supplied with a sly smile.

“Was there any way he could have asked that didn’t end up with us throwing hands?”

“He could have said please.”

“And if I was to ask you to pretty-please dance, does that mean you’ll say yes?”

Reacher looked her up and down and Adora spun in a circle to give him an even better view. She knew he’d been looking at her anyways and who was she to not help, when help was obviously needed? She may be slim, but the girl had curves in all the right places that decades of exercise only seemed to enhance exponentially.

“As nice as that sounds, these 2 left feet prefer to stay planted on solid ground” he said while biting his lip, recognizing that she was trouble and while he never ran from trouble in his life, she was more than he could handle right now especially with the many beers in his system.

Adora smiled “Well, you know where to find me if you ever need a dance lesson.”

As she walked away, with an undeniable sway in her hips, she missed Neagley shoving Reacher and saying, “You should have taken her up on that offer, I doubt she makes it again.”

“I’m her superior, no amount of cute smiles and fluttering eyelashes is going to make me forget that… no matter how pretty she asks” he was slightly disappointed in himself for never letting his code falter. If she wasn’t on his team and if they weren’t drunk as hell, he wasn’t 100% sure that his answer would have been a no. To a dance or otherwise.

Adora’s good mood didn’t falter by Reacher’s unexplainable dismissal, she knew what she had to offer and what his code was. She was capable of just being happy to be in his presence and the presence of her new team members. This was the beginning of the rest of her life, and there was nothing that could bring her down.

Author's Note:

Thank you so much to everyone who read the first part of the story and showed love. I really appreciate it, especially with me just getting back into writing. Please ask me any questions you have, give your opinions and please be respectful. I'm doing this for fun and want to keep that energy going for any interactions.

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[nade2308]

“Close your mouth, boss. You’re catching flies"

@thethistlegirl

[h-a-unted]

"Can't believe people actually play these things."

Dixon, Neagley and Reacher in S2E6: New York's Finest

[ellelans]

You know,Reacher,when I found out you were wandering the Earth with nothing but what you could carry in your pockets...I thought you'd lost your mind.But there's a part of me that thinks you're the only one of us that's got it all figured out.

Reacher 2x08.

[fandomnerd9602]

I’ve been eating up the latest Reacher s2 eps and I just have to request a Karla Dixon x son of reacher reader plz🙏

Y/N walks up to Reacher and Karla…

Y/N: so you don’t call me for Christmas but for a case?

Reacher: sorry bud. I’m glad you got here.

Y/N: hey Dixon

Karla: hey yourself

Reacher: oh gosh you know each other?!

Y/N: define know

Karla: I’d say pretty well after last April (winks)

[gt-icons]

Karla Dixon “Reacher” icons

like or reblog if you save.

[etheravenlivrenvari]

Honestly in that last scene of Reacher's season 2 where they shoot A.M full of lead, I was kind of half expecting O'Donnell to shoot him at least one more time lol

[gifsbysimplysonia]

Reacher Episode 2x04 potato GIFs

AHEAD THERE BE

[devuelvetep]

Serinda Swan via Instagram (March 16, 2024)

[clearwingedmaven]

Does that work?

Also not included

But would have put in:

Helena Bertenelli

Angela Ziegler

Moira O'Deorain

Illari Quispe Ruiz

Kiriko Kamori

Brigitte Lindholm

Hana Song

Odessa "Dez" Stone

Zarya Zaryanova

Ashe

Mei-Ling Zhou

Olivia Colomar

Satya Vaswani

Lena Oxton

Amelie Lacroix

Fareeha Amari

Ana Amari

Also also also

Donna Noble

The Doctor

River Song

Amy Pond

Susan Ford

Sage(Valorant)

Astra(Valorant)

Does that work

Hello, tumblr user. Before you is a tumblr post asking you to name a female fictional character. You have unlimited time to tag a female character, NOT a male one.

Begin.

[nade2308]

I've been known to find my kind of people

That ain't at home underneath church steeples

You'd be surprised the places I find Jesus

That ain't the regular crowd

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3

@febuwhump

@thethistlegirl

A03 link

[ellelans]

Hi,Grant.You yell or make noise,I'll tear your trachea out and your last thought will be 'Holy shit, he really did it."

Reacher 2x07.

[spettriedemoni]

Ho visto la seconda stagione di Reacher su Amazon Prime.

Poi ho visto Serinda Swan che interpreta Karla Dixon.

Ho sempre avuto un debole per le more dagli occhi azzurri.

[nahualnextdoor]

Dark Wood Circus AU WIP (you know the drill, long post)

I was like halfway trough the digital sketch but then my pen died lol

Also, very early sketch:

Ok so this is the (very basic) idea this is based around. (tw suicide mentions)

Jamie (the girl from the Wail of the Banshee story) is the red girl that finds the Circus, and that ends up "joining" (aka being kidnapped by the chairman) at the end. I originally thought on having Six fill this role, as she also serves the purpose of the new girl in town, however I think Jamie fits better, as she's also a kid who got kidnapped by GHOUL. Part of the tragedy of the DWC is that she was a kid with a life and a family, whereas Six's story is that she never had one (in the show she finds them, in this case, not so much), so I think it works best for her to be one of the "Freaks."

Then, there's Luke, as the Blue Beast (Kaito). I'm not very knowledgeble on the revised DWC canon, but according to what I've found, Kaito is a werewolf, and his story is connected to the Moonlight and Black song (one might say that I actually came up with this idea after researching the revised DWC canon, listening to the songs the wiki listed as part of the saga, and going "omg this is so luke watson coded" when I heard MAB, wich inspired my previous Luke drawning and then led me here).

Uhhh, where was I? Oh, right, Luke. In this AU, instead of being kidnapped with his whole family, he's taken away from them alone (also GHOUL is the DWC, and instead of putting the monsters in communities, it puts them in freak shows, kinda like how Otto did in the books, or how Karla Black wanted to with her zoo on the show). I'm undecisive on whether I want it to happen during the Steven Black fight or during his birthday attack; on one hand, the fight is what originally got him to ScSt, and it would be pretty angsty for him to just never go home on a random day after school, his parents never figuring out what happened to him. On the other, it'd also be pretty traumatic for him to be taken away right after he attacked his dad, during his first transformation, and while still uncuncious, his parents watching the whole thing (kind of like what happened with Sue during Invasion of the Normals.)

There's also a thirds possibility that's been spinning around in my head of him running away on his own and then getting in the circus, but I'm also undecisive on this.

Now, the two headed twins, wich are cousins in this case. Resus and Kian would be filling the role of Len and Rin, respectivelly. Resus is the most grounded one, who understand the suffering of the circus, and who sees the pain of those around him, while Kian is blissfully unaware, just like Rin. But are they? It's kind of implied (and even if not, it's my personal headcanon) that Rin only says that the circus is fun and that she enjoys it to avoid punishment, and to convince herself that it's not as painful as it actually is. She has to, otherwise it'd drive her mad and suicidal like Miku. I think something similar can be applied to Kian, specially with the implication that the's sort of aware of what happened to his parents, but never puts 2 and 2 together. I think it's to protect himself, and I think that this behaviour makes him fit perfectly as the Rin head of two.

Next is Luella as the Deformed Diva (Miku). Again, I'm still not really sure of how the revised canon works, but back in my days (aka before Vocaloid Amino in spanish even knew there was a revised canon and novel, even tho it came out in like 2012), Miku was a prisoner her whole life, never knowing happiness or love or compassion, just cruelty as she remained behind metal bars, including those of the Circus. This kind of sounds like Luella to me, as she was born in ScSt and doesn't know the normal world (unlike Jamie or Luke). She's neglected by her mom, doesn't have friends and her relationship with Eeafa is rocky at best (until s2 at least). I think it fits her to be someone who never knew the freedom she longs, to the point where to her, that freedom may as well be death.

Finally, Frankenheart would take on the role of Haku and Neru(?) (or the tall lovers, as I call them). Since they were only created for the MV of the song they literally have no canon story, but that doesn't stop me from making shit up for my AU. As I said before, I think Six, despite also being a new girl in town, is better suited to fill a roll of a Freak, as, like Luella, she was "born" in ScSt and thus doesn't know what the outside is like, wich is the case for Miku, but not for the red girl. Cleo did know what freedom was, but that was so long ago, it as well never have happened. Ever since she became a mummy, she's been handed from GHOUL community to GHOUL community, so for this AU, that means from circus to circus. This would also maker her connect with Luella/Miku, as she was also handed from one prison to another, wich is how they can bond from their pain together.

I don't know the exact circumstances on how or why Six would be created, as I don't think she was built as a weapon to save another dimension here. Maybe she was just built to be a freak? I mean, there's a girl with the body of a goat and some guys who had their heads chopped and stichted together on one body, I don't think it's far fetched that a frankenstein monster exists on this circus. Would Dr. F be doing this on porpuse tho? Maybe. Again, Six's story is that she finds a family and friends when she originally wasn't created to do so, but in this version, that never happens. Maybe she wasn't built as a weapon, but neither as a daughter. If Dr. F. is working on the circus, then their relationship is more similar to how it was at the beggining of S2, and probably darker and/or colder.

Now, for the other parents: I think it'd be way too fucked up if the entire families were here (tho that's kind of what almost happens in the books), so i'd rather just leave the kids parentless. Maybe their parents live in the normal world in this timeline, just living in shadows, avoiding GHOUL for the risk of being put on the circus. At least, this would be true for Resus and Kian (heck, maybe his parents are alive in this timeline, so they loose him instead of him loosing them, wouldn't that be fun?). For Luella, I think Dhalia probably abandoned her, wich is how she ends up with Miku's life situation, going from the prison to the "hospital" where she gets deformed and then to the circus. Finally, for Cleo, she probably hasn't seen either of her parents in ages. Her mom since her toomb was scavanged, and her dad since she got taken to a GHOUL circus. Maybe they were taken together but were separated at one point, who knows. But for the last ten years, she's been on this one Circus.

Finally, for the chairman: Idk. But I do have four candidates, those either being Otto, Karla, Blechard (or whatever that bog fuck was called). and Greystock. First, Greystock and the bog one are the CEOs of GHOUL in the show and the books respectively, so it kind of makes sense? But then again, just how there are many GHOUL communities, each one with a mayor who isn't the CEO, they probably don't run this specific circus. As for Otto, he is the mayor of Scream Street and literally makes it his own freak show in the books, and Karla runs her Zoo of the Weird, so maybe they run the circus together, or he runs it and she's in charge of hunting down more attractions. It could also fit here for Dr. F. to also be working, being in charge of the weird-ening of the freaks. Or maybe she runs the "hospital" separetely, who knows. I think it's interesting to explore the idea of the characters who would run the ccircus, but also part of the creepiness of the DWC is just how mysteryous it is, and how little we know about it, only being implied but never explicitly shown or told (the chairman is literally only shown as a shadow), so I'd also like it to remain a bit vague, and not really get into the logistic of it.

In that case tho, GHOUL probably still needs multiple trackers to search for attractions, so besides Karla, I think Zeal Chillchase may also be here. And maybe, just maybe, he helps the kids escape and change things around like the books, assuming there's a happy ending for them (or fuck it, maybe he's a cold blooded bad boy who blindly follows the system and is doomed by the narrative to commit and suffer attrocities like everyone else lol).

And, uh... Dixon is the bus driver I suposse.

Thank you for listening to my autistic ramblings.

[vntagetee]

﹙ continued. ﹚ karla / jack﹙ @houseofwisteria ﹚

“like  i’m  a  juicy  steak  being  served  on  a  silver  platter.”  it  was  impossible  to  stop  the  edges  of  her  lips  from  curling.  jack  was  a  master  at  concealing  his  emotions,  but  today,  he  was  doing  a  shit  job  of  it.  the  others  knew  what  was  going  on  between  them  and  he was making  it  even  more  obvious.  karla  shook  her  head  with  a  small sigh,  gazing  up  at  him.  “what  am  i  gonna  do  with  you,  reacher?”  she  asked,  actually  contemplating  the  question.  but then reminded herself that it's what she wanted. to get closer to him.