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fluentmoviequoter · 2 days ago

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Bradford Has a Valentine's Day Princess

Part 2 of Bradford Has a Princess

Pairing: Tim Bradford x younger(24-26y/o)!fem!reader

Summary: Leading up to Valentine's Day, you - Tim Bradford's princess - learn exactly what your relationship and Tim's treatment of you mean.

Warnings: fluff! princess treatment, brief angst (harassment), Tim is protective and soft and gets called 'king'

Word Count: 3.1k+ words

A/N: I had to Google makeup, nails, and restaurants for this... Based on the impeccable whipped Tim idea from @nevereclipse!

February 11th – Los Angeles, CA

“I’ve got a buddy with a vacation house in the Caribbean,” Aaron offers, scrolling on his phone in the passenger seat of Tim’s shop.

“Good for you,” Tim says.

“Or I can get you in touch with my girl Shayla; she’s a product developer for Estee Lauder.”

“What is it exactly that you’re trying to do, Thorsen?” Tim asks, turning slightly in his seat as he slows for a stop sign.

“It’s almost Valentine’s Day, and it seems like you’ve set the bar pretty high with the whole ‘princess treatment’ thing, so I’m just trying to help,” Aaron explains. Tim’s brows lift, and he adds, “Sir.”

“I appreciate the intent – or I think I do – but I’ve got it under control,” Tim assures him as he prepares to continue patrolling.

Aaron watches Los Angeles pass outside the window for nearly a mile before he says, “Dior is having a sale, by the way.”

“I know,” Tim grumbles. When Aaron looks at him quickly, wide-eyed at his response, he threatens, “Tell Angela and see what happens.”

Tim sighs as he slides his key into the lock. Between Aaron trying to help with Valentine’s Day plans and a car full of frat boys who ran from a traffic stop and made the rainy afternoon extraordinarily long, Tim is more than ready to sit back and relax. Closing the door behind him, he shakes his head and smiles.

“Why does it smell like food in here?” he calls.

You wave from the kitchen and don’t answer. Tim rounds the island and wraps his arm around your waist to pull you away from the oven.

“What are you doing?” he asks softly, holding you against his side.

“I thought you were smarter than this,” you answer, smiling brightly. “I’m cooking.”

“I told you I’d cook tonight, and every other night,” Tim reminds you. “Or get takeout.”

“Yeah, and I really appreciate that, but you’re stressed. I can tell.”

“Are you saying I have wrinkles?” Tim challenges, tightening his arm around you.

You hum as you look at his face, then run your fingers under his jaw. “I was going to say your shoulders are tense, but now that you mention it-“

Tim shoves you away gently and grabs you before you can catch yourself. You laugh as he lifts you onto the counter, then pout when he blocks you from getting down.

“I’ll finish,” he says, holding your hips. “Sit there and look pretty.”

Resting your arms on Tim’s shoulders, you lean forward and kiss him. The oven chimes as the timer ends, and Tim pulls away from you with whispered gratitude.

“You didn’t let me do anything,” you remind him.

“Check the table by the door, please,” he says over his shoulder as he bends to remove dinner from the oven.

You tear your eyes from Tim as you slide off the counter – and ignore his demand of “Careful!” – before you walk toward the door. There’s a metallic pink gift bag with silver accents around the edges on the table. You use the braided handles to lift it, then smile at the card beneath it. Carrying both back to the island, you smile at Tim.

“What’s the special occasion?” you inquire.

“Another day with you?” Tim offers with a shrug. “Does there have to be a special occasion?”

“I suppose not. Can I open it?”

“No, I just got it for you to look at the bag,” Tim deadpans.

“You’re not funny,” you reply, “but at least you’re pretty.”

“We can’t both be pretty but unfunny,” Tim points out.

“Then I’ll be funny,” you decide.

Tim laughs, putting the oven mitts in a drawer by the oven. He nods as he walks to your side, and you pull the white tissue paper out of the bag before you gasp.

“Tim!” you exclaim as you lift the pink and white Estee Lauder bag. “It’s so pretty!”

“I’m glad you like it,” Tim replies, sliding his hand onto your lower back. “If you want different stuff, we can return it.”

You unzip the bag slowly, then unwrap the tissue paper to read the names of the items within. “Is this the Rebellious Rose lipstick? I’ve been wanting this one!”

“Rebellious should be a good fit,” Tim muses.

“This is the best Valentine’s Day gift I’ve ever gotten,” you say as you wrap your arms around his waist and hug him.

He lifts his hand to glance at his watch and says, “It’s not Valentine’s Day.”

“It’s close enough,” you point out as you lean back, keeping your hands on his sides.

Tim holds your chin gently between his thumb and forefinger, leans in, and says, “You’ll know when it’s Valentine’s Day. Now sit down, I’ll plate the food.”

February 12th

“What do you want for Valentine’s Day?” you ask as Tim uses a fluffy towel to dry your hands.

“You,” he replies, setting the towel aside.

“I mean as a gift. Chocolate? Creatine?”

Tim chuckles at your second idea. He holds your hands in one of his as he opens an alcohol pad with his teeth.

“I’m off work for once,” he says as he carefully drops your hands. “So, I’ll handle plans and gifts. I just want to spend the day with you.”

“As opposed to what you’re doing right now?”

Tim looks at you through his lashes, then shakes his head and returns his attention to your hands. He wipes the alcohol pad across each of your nails and drops it in the trashcan beside your vanity, where you’re sitting with your legs bracketing his hips.

“It says to shape your nails,” Tim says, looking at the instructions beside you. “Do you want to do that?”

“I did it last night,” you answer, watching him rather than checking your nails. “I’m good.”

Tim nods, then opens the box by your left thigh. He removes the press-on nails and then directs your hand to rest on the counter beside them. Carefully, he lines one up on your forefinger nail.

“That fit?” he asks.

You look away from him to examine the fit. “It’s perfect. You’re good at this.”

“It’s not rocket science.”

“Yet most people mess it up.”

Tim puts the other sizes back in the box and opens the nail glue, flitting his eyes to the instructions again.

“If I mess up, you can get them fixed before Valentine’s Day, right?” he checks, looking up at you.

“I won’t have to.” Tim continues to look at you, so you sigh and say, “Yes, I can.”

With a firm nod, Tim applies a thin layer of glue to the first nail, then lines it up with your cuticle. He places your hand on his left palm, then gently presses the nail down with his right thumb. When he finishes, he tilts your hand gently to check it, then moves to the next nail.

“I can’t do my skincare while these set,” you remember as he finishes one hand and moves to the next. “Ooh, they look great though. Thank you!”

Tim mumbles what you assume is you’re welcome. He’s focused on you and doing this correctly for you, so you watch him with a smile. He closes the nail glue and slides it into the box after the last nail is secure.

“Look good?” he asks.

You nod and pucker your lips, requesting a kiss. Tim leans forward and kisses you, then pulls back and opens the cabinet with all your skincare.

“Which face wash?” he asks.

“The oil cleanser, please. It’s the orange-y one,” you reply. “I can do it in thirty minutes.”

“We need to leave in an hour, let’s get a head start.”

“I love you,” you say.

“I love you,” Tim replies. “But stop talking, I’d hate to accidentally waterboard you this early in the day.”

“Later, then,” you agree with a nod.

“Maybe you are the funny one,” Tim muses as he wipes a wet washcloth across your forehead. “Feel okay?”

You nod, and Tim gently washes your face. He lifts your chin and moves his fingers in gentle circles, imitating your motions – the ones he has watched reverently, in awe of you, many nights as he waits for you to return to his side.

“Moisturizer, right?” Tim checks as he pats your neck dry.

“The Estee Lauder crème. It’s still in the bag,” you request. “I really like the night stuff.”

“It smells good,” Tim muses as he uncaps the moisturizer.

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going for brunch, so I know what to wear?” you ask.

“Your outfit’s on the bed,” he says rather than answering. “Makeup?”

“Uhm,” you hum, dragging out the sound as you turn to look in the lighted mirror behind you. “I think just lipstick, brows, blush, bronzer, and mascara. Unless I need a full face?”

“Your face is perfect like it is,” Tim mumbles as he replaces the moisturizer into the pink bag and retrieves your new lipstick.

“But you’re the pretty one,” you remind him.

Tim shakes his head as he raises a bronzer from your custom makeup drawer – which he built (with some help from Nolan) and installed for you. You nod, and he sets it by the sink as he gathers the other items you mentioned.

“Do you think the Dior Addict Lip Glow would go with this lipstick?” you ask.

“As much as I love you and enjoy touching you face,” Tim begins. “I have no idea.”

You frown before you say, “Maybe I should return you then.”

“You could find another Valentine by tomorrow.”

“Kojo, for sure.”

“Oh, yeah, he’d be honored,” Tim agrees. “Unfortunately, he’s spending Valentine’s Day with Lucy.”

“Ah, so he’s nearly as spoiled as I am.”

“Probably more.”

Tim finishes cleaning up the minimal mess he made, organizes your makeup how you apply it, and then returns to you. He faces away from you, bends his knees, and hooks his hands behind your calves to pull you forward.

“I can walk,” you argue, smiling as you wrap your arms over his shoulders.

He stands, lifting you into a piggyback carry as your nails finish setting. “Better safe than sorry.”

In the Waldorf Astoria Beverly Hills elevator, you shift under Tim’s arm.

“Sorry,” you say softly. “These heels are new.”

Tim looks down at the shoes he bought you the last time you took him shopping. “Do they fit?”

“Yeah, just need to be broken in, I think,” you reply. “They’re just pinching under my ankles a little bit.”

The elevator opens on the rooftop, and Tim removes his arm from your shoulders to hold your hand. He gives his name at the door of The Rooftop Beverly Hills, and you’re quickly seated with a panoramic view of Beverly Hills and the Los Angeles skyline. Tim sits on the same side of the table as you and holds your hand in his lap as you read the menu together.

“Celebrating Valentine’s Day early?” the chef asks as he checks that the patrons enjoy their meals.

“Not exactly,” Tim answers. “Just enjoying some time together.”

“Well, you’re a beautiful couple. Order anything from the menu, I can prepare whatever you’d like.”

“Thank you,” you reply with Tim.

After he leaves, you whisper, “This place is expensive, Tim. Let me pay half the bill as part of my Valentine’s Day gift to you?”

You bat your eyelashes, and Tim considers your request.

“Sure,” he decides.

Yet, fifteen minutes later, he excuses himself to use the restroom and pays the bill without telling you.

In the parking garage, you hold Tim’s arm as you attempt to keep weight off your ankles, regretting wearing brand-new shoes on a date.

“I can go get the truck or I can carry you to it,” Tim offers. “Your choice.”

“I can wait here, if you’re sure,” you reply.

Tim smiles, kisses your forehead, promises to return quickly, and then jogs into the parking garage. He should’ve splurged for the valet, he thinks.

“Good morning,” a man greets as he exits a Ferrari illegally parked in a handicap space.

“Morning,” you reply.

He drops his eyes to your dress, then down your legs to your sleek back heels. You cross your arms over your chest uncomfortably, watching for Tim.

“You’re very pretty,” the man continues as he walks toward you. “I’m Jett.”

You begin to reply that you’re not interested, but he continues talking.

“Are you staying here or just having a Galentine’s-type thing?” he asks. “Pretty girl like you probably has a lot of friends.”

“I-“

“I got my ‘Rari as a Valentine’s Day gift to myself a few years ago,” he brags, clearly flexing his arms as he slides his hands into his pockets. “Say, what about a Valentine’s Day ride? I’d be happy to take you out tomorrow.”

He moves closer to you as he speaks, and you step back, ignoring the pain from your heels. You look toward the ramp, but Tim isn’t back yet.

“I’m not interested,” you say as he waits for an answer.

“C’mon,” he presses, reaching for your arm. “It’s not marriage, just a drive.”

A car door slams and you look up quickly. The tension in your shoulders eases when Tim walks around the front of his truck.

“Back up,” he demands lowly. “Nobody teach you to keep your hands to yourself?”

The creep beside you – whose name you’ve forgotten – dares to laugh and stay beside you. “How ‘bout you get back in your cheap little truck and let us get back to our conversation?” he tells Tim.

Tim’s jaw ticks as observes the man, and then his eyes flit to you and soften.

“I already told you no,” you say.

“Babe,” the man sighs, raising his arm to wrap it around you.

Tim lifts the hand closest to you, and you take it as you move to stand behind him.

“She said no,” Tim reiterates darkly. “If I have to tell you no, you won’t be able to do this again, even if you wanted to. So do everybody a favor and go.”

The man looks at you over Tim’s shoulder and scoffs.

“Whatever. She isn’t even that hot,” he mumbles as he walks toward the elevator.

Tim doesn’t move as he watches him until the doors close. Then, his muscles relax, his fingers slot between yours, and he turns to face you.

“You okay?” he inquires.

“Yes,” you promise, squeezing his hand gently. “Thank you.”

Tim looks at your eyes, then nods when he sees that you’re okay. He helps you into the passenger seat of his truck and leans across you to buckle your seatbelt. As he prepares to close the door, you extend your arm and say, “Wait.” You lean out carefully and point to the Ferrari. “He parked illegally.”

Tim smiles as he pulls his phone from his pocket. “That is the best Valentine’s Day gift you could give me.”

“Hey! You didn’t let me pay!” you realize as he closes the door and calls dispatch.

“Weird,” you murmur as you lock your phone and set it aside.

Tim raises his arm and invites you to curl up at his side before he asks, “What’s weird?”

“My streaming services should have renewed this week, but none of them were charged yet.”

“I paid for them,” Tim says, navigating through the comedy section of one of the aforementioned services.

“What? Why?”

“I watch all of it with you,” he points out as if that’s reason enough.

You know better than to argue with Tim, and you know it’s part of how he shows love, even if you wish he’d let you show some in return. The key to loving Tim Bradford, you’ve realized, is knowing that he doesn’t give and receive love in the same way. After you realized that he loves spending time with you, hearing your voice, and knowing you’re close, you learned how to love Tim Bradford with the same intensity he loves you – just in your way.

“It’s almost Valentine’s Day,” you remind him as the sun sets. “We could watch a rom-com and no one could judge you.”

“The people who would judge me are under the impression I’m living in one,” he replies, smiling as he tugs you closer.

“That makes you the rom, and I’m the com, right?”

“Just for that, we’re watching basketball.”

February 14th – Valentine’s Day

A gentle sea breeze blows across the deck as you tell Tim about the heart-shaped cupcakes you want to make. His hand had been on the back of your chair as you ordered, but now that you have his full attention, his fingers find their way up, toying with the end of your hair as he nods with your explanation and enjoys your excitement.

Tim wraps your hair around his fingers, then gathers it in his palm and lifts it gently before repeating his loving ministrations. You feel his movements against your exposed back and eventually trail off, meeting Tim’s eyes as he watches you.

“Do you want to make them tonight?” he asks. “We can stop at the store after we leave.”

“We can make them another day,” you answer. “I don’t want today to end.”

“There will be more Valentine’s Days.”

“But they won’t be the same. This one… Today has been perfect because of you.”

“And I’ll try to make the rest perfect too.”

“So, you really don’t care that your friends think you’re whipped, and you wouldn’t do something you didn’t want to just because I’m younger and you care about me?”

Tim sits straight in his seat, and his hand spreads across your back, sending shivers down your spine.

“Valentine’s Day is a day on the calendar-“ he begins.

“It’s a weekend with you,” you interrupt.

“It’s a day on the calendar,” he repeats firmly. “But this – what we have – it’s forever. I enjoy doing things for you, getting things for you, and spending time with you. But I love you. You. Not what my friends think or the fact that you called me a cradle robber a few weeks ago. I love you.”

“I love you,” you whisper. “You’re the only one I want.”

“And the princess treatment is part of that. So don’t ever question that I care about you, and I want to do all of this for you. Whether it’s February 14th or June 30th.”

“What’s June 30th?” you ask with a smile.

“An example,” he replies, chuckling. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Tim pushes his fingers into your hair, tipping your head gently, lovingly, as he kisses you. Waves lap peacefully onto the shore beneath you, and you lean against Tim as the perfect night in the perfect relationship continues.

“Hey, where’d you learn the term princess treatment, king?” you ask, attempting to hide your smile.

“The same person who told me about the free Estee Lauder gift bag.”

“They never give things away for free.”

Tim shrugs, and you kiss him once more before someone delivers a dozen red roses and another gift bag with your dinner.

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misscammiedawn · 1 year ago

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Hi, I've been reading your Mr. Robot essays and I must say I love them. After reading the brainwashing one, I was thinking if you can write one on Angela fully, especially what kind of mental illness she would have (maybe BPD and HPD due to everything she went through), the deconstruction of perfection, toxic positivity and toxic feminsm which lead to her believing in Whiterose and her betrayal of Elliot (maybe out of jealousy towards him as well)

Thank you so much!

I'll need to do some reading and thinking if I want to tackle the topic. Unlike the other characters Angela's mental illness is a lot more implied. We know outright that Darlene has Generalized Anxiety Disorder and Dom has a form of insomnia (or a more severe sleep disorder) and it is heavily implied Whiterose has a severe obsessive compulsive fixation with time.

Tyrell is another difficult one to pin down because his depiction in season 1 is a pastiche of Patrick Bateman from American Psycho (in the same way season 1 Elliot follows many beats from the narrator from Fight Club). I have read a lot of analysis on Bateman that pin him down as Antisocial Personality, Narcissistic Personality and Borderline Personality and with Bateman, a remorseless and delusional killer it's stigmatizing no matter what way you attempt to slice that pie. For Tyrell it's easier because he displays far more empathy, affection and elevated attachment.

Angela though?

Angela is super hard mode for the analysis. Not because there's nothing to bite onto, there's SO MUCH but because she is in complete denial of her failings. Denial is one of her biggest character traits. To the point of which she seeks and draws out affection entirely from places where she is outright refused it.

"That's the thing about Angela, she doesn't love the people who love her. She loves those who don't. This is her power-saver mode."

Angela is fairly horrid to those who show her affection. Her dad is nothing but kind to her and she ruthlessly breaks his heart before Whiterose brainwashed her. She betrays Elliot in Season 3. The only character in the cast that she is consistently good to is Darlene and she admits in dialogue that she always felt that Darlene looked down on her.

She's certainly Cluster B and as you say HPD and BPD are the best bets. That is all but guaranteed from her erratic and often contradictory behavior as well as her attachment issues.

Said attachment issues are literally the only way to explain the scene between Angela and Shayla in Season 1. The writing in Mr. Robot is so tight that a sequence of Angela and Shayla making out (when Angela already identifies her as "Elliot's girlfriend") was a bit egregious. If you put it into context of her being massively sleep deprived, high and in the midst of a manic episode that leads to her poor decision to get high on a work night, stay out all night and ends with her infecting AllSafe and calling Lawyers until the start of the work day... well it's still difficult to justify but it's consistent with the level of emotion and spite driven decision making she was utilizing at the time.

Another issue with analyzing her character is the muddy water around Doubelday's exit from the show. I read that it was related to a real-life relationship with Malek that ended poorly. Regardless we know her exit from the show was not on the best of terms because they needed to use archive footage and a body double for the finale.

I once read a theory that when the show was 5 seasons instead of 4 there would have been a plot involving Tyrell and Angela inside of E Corp and I would have loved to have seen the two most insecure characters bonding. We likely would have understood more about them through their similarities. They both look down upon their kind hearted(?) fathers, they both become erratic when they are disrespected and they both place far too high a value on how they are superficially perceived. The two are a mirror to one another and they spent a lot of time together in Season 3, though we didn't get to see it.

I feel both their arcs feel incomplete because they were snipped to fit the conclusion into 13 episodes. But that's just a personal theory.

Regardless. There's a deep well and I may tackle it at some point.

I'll try and think on how to approach her, Darlene and Tyrell at a later point but until then this Reddit thread is pretty dang amazing and does the topic justice:

#dawn asks #domo arigato mr alderson #mr robot #angela moss

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bonniehooper · 9 months ago

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MR. ROBOT REWATCH, 1x01: "eps1.0_hellofriend.mov"

-Elliot: "Hello friend." That line is so iconic and so it begins.

-"I did not hurt anyone." You're selling child pornography, dude. What do you mean you didn't hurt anyone?!

-Elliot, I don't he cares about your dad dying, unless you're not gonna turn him in.

-What an opening to the show and introduction to Elliot's character.

-Oh my God, I forgot how annoying Angela's boyfriend is.

-I love Elliot's monologue that he says in his therapist office.

-Bro, Elliot doesn't like you. Please go away.

-Tyrell! I forgot he was introduced in the first episode.

-That first interaction between Elliot and Tyrell is so weird. I can't remember if Tyrell is already working with Elliot.

-Shayla, my love!!

-First mention of fsociety.

-Gideon: "Did you know I'm gay?" Gideon, I don't know if this is the right time to just come out to your coworker.

-The first interaction between Elliot and Mr. Robot.

-Don't be mean to Shayla just because you forgot there was a possibility she would still be in your bed. Also, who cares if Angela sees?

-This interaction between Elliot and Darlene is so interesting when you already know they're brother and sister. Like how does Darlene not realize something is wrong with him?

-I love this scene between Rami and Christian on the farris wheel.

-I love how Colby kicking Angela out of the meeting made Elliot do what Mr. Robot asked him to do.

-I love that Elliot takes Flipper away from that dickhead.

-This shot of Elliot looking so happy in Times Square is so iconic.

-Elliot: "Please tell me you're seeing this too." Another iconic moment and I love that Rami Malek said that when he won his Emmy.

#Brittany Watches Mr. Robot #Mr. Robot #season one #episode one #1x01 #eps1.0_hellofriend.mov #Rami Malek #Christian Slater #Portia Doubleday #Carly Chaikin #Martin Wallstrom #Michel Gill #Frankie Shaw

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ranger-ribbons · 1 year ago

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Seasons and Ships

Hello! This is just a little thing so let people know what I ship in which seasons! If you don't see a season on here, I haven't seen that season. If you don't see a ship on here, ask me about it! Let me be clear now, I'm willing to write for the ships, but please check the list or ask me to make sure I'm okay with it. Thank you!

Mighty Morphin'

Jason Lee Scott/Zach Taylor/Billy Cranston/Trini Kwan/Kimberly Ann Hart

Jason Lee Scott/Billy Cranston

Trini Kwan/Kimberly Ann Hart

Jason Lee Scott/Tommy Oliver

In Space:

Kimberly Ann Hart/Tommy Oliver

Andros/Zhane

T.J. Johnson/Cassie Chan

Carlos Vallerta/Ashley Hammond

Lost Galaxy:

Leo Corbett/Kai Chen/Damon Henderson/Maya/Kendrix Morgan

Leo Corbett/Kai Chen/Damon Henderson/Maya

Leo Corbett/Kai Chen

Leo Corbett/Kai Chen/Damon Henderson

Leo Corbett/Kai Chen/Kendrix Morgan

Leo Corbett/Damon Henderson

Leo Corbett/Maya

Leo Corbett/Kendrix Morgan

Kai Chen/Damon Henderson

Kai Chen/Maya

Kai Chen/Kendrix Morgan

Damon Henderson/Maya

Damon Henderson/Kendrix Morgan

Maya/Kendrix Morgan (Lost Galaxy)

Lightspeed Rescue:

Carter Grayson/Kelsey Winslow

Carter Grayson/Dana Mitchell

Carter Grayson/Ryan Mitchell

Chad Lee/Kelsey Winslow

Joel Rawlings/Angela Fairweather

Chad Lee/Joel Rawlings

Chad Lee/Marina

Kelsey Winslow/Dana Mitchell

Time Force:

Wes Collins/Jen Scotts/Lucas Kendall/Katie Walker/Trip Regis/Eric Myers

Wes Collins/Jen Scotts/Lucas Kendall/Katie Walker/Trip Regis

Wes Collins/Jen Scotts/Trip Regis/Eric Myers

Wes Collins/Trip Regis/Eric Myers

Wes Collins/Jen Scotts

Wes Collins/Trip Regis

Jen Scotts/Katie Walker

Lucas Kendall/Katie Walker

Trip Regis/Eric Myers

Eric Myers/Wes Collins

Wild Force:

Cole Evans/Merrick Baliton/Princess Shayla

Cole Evans/Merrick Baliton

Taylor Earhardt/Alyssa Enrile

Danny Delgato/Max Cooper

Ninja Storm:

Shane Clarke/Tori Hanson/Dustin Brooks/Hunter Bradley/Cam Wantanabe

Shane Clarke/Tori Hanson/Dustin Brooks/Blake Bradley/Cam Wantanabe

Shane Clarke/Tori Hanson/Dustin Brooks/Cam Wantanabe

Shane Clarke/Tori Hanson/Dustin Brooks

Shane Clarke/Tori Hanson

Shane Clarke/Dustin Brooks

Shane Clarke/Hunter Bradley

Shane Clarke/Blake Bradley

Shane Clarke/Cam Watanabe

Tori Hanson/Dustin Brooks

Tori Hanson/Hunter Bradley

Dustin Brooks/Hunter Bradley

Tori Hanson/Blake Bradley

Tori Hanson/Cam Watanabe

Dustin Brooks/Blake Bradley

Dustin Brooks/Cam Watanabe

Hunter Bradley/Cam Wantanabe

Blake Bradley/Cam Watanabe

Dino Thunder:

Conner McKnight/Ethan James/Kira Ford/Trent Fernandez-Mercer

Conner McKnight/Ethan James

Kira Ford/Trent Fernandez-Mercer

Tommy Oliver/Hayley Ziktor

S.P.D.:

Jack Landors/Sky Tate/Bridge Carson/Z Delgato/Syd Drew

Jack Landors/Sky Tate/Bridge Carson

Jack Landors/Sky Tate

Z Delgato/Syd Drew

Jack Landors/Bridge Carson

Jack Landors/Z Delgato

Jack Landors/Syd Drew

Sky Tate/Bridge Carson

Sky Tate/Z Delgato

Sky Tate/Syd Drew

Bridge Carson/Z Delgato

Bridge Carson/Syd Drew

Sam/Nova

Mystic Force:

Nick Russell/Maddison Rocca

Nick Russell/Chip Thorn/Xander Blye/Vida Rocca

Nick Russell/Chip Thorn/Xander Blye/Maddison Rocca

Chip Thorn/Xander Blye/Vida Rocca

Nick Russell/Chip Thorn

Chip Thorn/Vida Rocca

Maddison Rocca/Xander Blye

Maddison Rocca/Amelia Jones (Dino Fury)

Udonna/Leanbow

Daggeron/Jenji

Operation Overdrive:

Mack Hartford/Will Aston/Dax Lo/Ronny Robinson/Rose Ortiz/Tyzon

Ronny Robinson/Rose Ortiz

Mack Hartford/Will Aston

Mack Hartford/Tyzon

Will Aston/Ronny Robinson

Tyzon/Vella

Jungle Fury:

Casey Rhodes/RJ Jameson

Lily Chillman/Theo Martin

Dom Hargan/Fran

R.P.M.:

Scott Truman/Flynn McAllister/Summer Landsdown/Dillon/Ziggy Grover

Scott Truman/Flynn McAllister/Summer Landsdown

Scott Truman/Dillon/Ziggy Grover

Scott Truman/Flynn McAllister

Scott Truman/Summer Landsdown

Scott Truman/Dillon

Scott Truman/Ziggy Grover

Summer Landsdown/Tenaya

Flynn McAllister/Summer Landsdown

Flynn McAllister/Dillon

Flynn McAllister/Ziggy Grover

Summer Landsdown/Dillon

Summer Landsdown/Ziggy Grover

Dillon/Ziggy Grover

Ziggy Grover/Doctor K

Gem/Doctor K

Gem/Tenaya

Gemma/Doctor K

Gemma/Tenaya

Samurai:

Jayden Shiba/Anonio Garcia

Kevin Yamamoto/Mike Sato

Mia Wantanabe/Emily Tanaka

Megaforce:

Troy Burrows/Emma Goodall/Noah Carver/Gia Moran/Jake Holling/Orion

Troy Burrows/Emma Goodall/Noah Carver/Gia Moran/Jake Holling

Troy Burrows/Orion

Troy Burrows/Jordan

Emma Goodall/Gia Moran

Emma Goodall/Noah Carver

Jake Holling/Noah Carver

Dino Charge:

Tyler Navarro/Chase Randall/Koda/Riley Griffin/Shelby Watkins/Ivan of Zander

Tyler Navarro/Chase Randall/Koda/Riley Griffin/Shelby Watkins

Chase Randall/Koda/Shelby Watkins/Kendall Morgan

Tyler Navarro/Chase Randall/Riley Griffin

Tyler Navarro/Shelby Watkins

Tyler Navarro/Riley Griffin

Chase Randall/Koda

Koda/Phillip Phillips

Shelby Watkins/Kendall Morgan

Heckyl/Levi Weston (Ninja Steel)

Ninja Steel:

Brody Romero/Preston Tien/Sarah Thompson/Calvin Maxwell/Hayley Foster

Brody Romero/Preston Tien/Sarah Thompson

Brody Romero/Preston Tien/Calvin Maxwell

Brody Romero/Preston Tien

Preston Tien/Calvin Maxwell

Sarah Thompson/Hayley Foster

Sarah Thompson/Levi Weston

Sarah Thompson/Viera

Calvin Maxwell/Hayley Foster

Beast Morphers:

Devon Daniels/Ravi Shaw/Zoey Reeves/Nate Silva

Devon Daniels/Zoey Reeves/Nate Silva

Ravi Shaw/Roxy

Devon Daniels/Ravi Shaw

Devon Daniels/Zoey Reeves

Devon Daniels/Nate Silva

Ravi Shaw/Zoey Reeves

Ravi Shaw/Nate Silva

Zoey Reeves/Nate Silva

Dino Fury:

Zayto/Ollie Akana

Zayto/Ollie Akana/Amelia Jones/Javi Garcia/Aiyon

Zayton/Ollie Akana/Amelia Jones/Izzy Garcia/Aiyon

Zayto/Ollie Akana/Amelia Jones

Zayto/Ollie Akana/Javi Garcia

Amelia Jones/Izzy Garcia/Fern

Ollie Akana/Javi Garcia

Amelia Jones/Izzy Garcia

Izzy Garcia/Fern

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