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Namor by Stephen Byrne

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KWON BAEKHYUN as BLUE RANGER (WILD FORCE)

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ink demonth day 17th : sailor

tw : mentions of uss indianapolis, ww2 and mention of the shark attacks on the uss indiapolis survivors.

march 8th 1942 the us had entered ww2 a few months ago after the bombing of pearl harbor henry was skimming through the mail he grabbed a letter and opened it,

it was a letter from the us navy.

Henry read carefully for a moment before he realized what the letter was. He had been drafted into the Navy. His stomach dropped to the floor as he read the words. Join the US Navy today!

"I'm being sent to war..." he whispered to himself as he sat down at their kitchen table, letter still in his hands, staring at it blankly. Linda walked in to see him. "What's wrong Henry?" She asked.

henry spoke quietly, his voice betraying his

feelings. "The Navy's drafted me." He muttered, looking back down at the letter.

Henry put the letter down with a shaky breath. "They want me to report at the base tomorrow morning.." he said.

-the next morning, henry put on his navy sailor uniform that was sent to him through the mail, he

Henry packed a small bag and, after giving a final hug and kiss to Linda.

he spoke lovingly.

" i'lll be back as soon as i could....i love you very much...."

linda looked up holding back tears.

" i love you too sweetie... i'll be here waiting for you " linda said.

henry soon got on

headed to the base, leaving her at home.

He had to do his duty, even if that did mean fighting in a deadly war .

Henry reported to the base and soon began his training. He learned how to use and maintain equipment, how to respond quickly to orders and various other things that came with the job. He began to bond with the other navy men around him as he went through the training.

soon Henry was assigned to the USS Indianapolis, a heavy cruiser with a great reputation for her service. He was sent to this ship with many of the men who went through training with him.

linda would work in a factory during ww2 to not only help with the war effort but help pay the bills, henry would write to linda as much as he could

Henry would sit and write in his bunk, on his bed with other sleeping men around him. He would write letters to Linda almost every night, telling her of what had happened each day and how much he missed her and hoped to return to her soon.

he would list the many battles and missions the Indianapolis had been in, detailing all the events that went on. He explained how he and his comrades had formed a strong bond and looked after one another, and just how difficult the battles could be.

soon on july 16th 1945, the USS Indianapolis and Henry we’re on a vital mission. They were transporting an important element for the construction of an atomic bomb, which would be used later in the war

The whole ship’s crew was on high alert, the job was extremely important and there could be no mistakes. it was carrying cargo and This cargo was a classified secret, as the atomic bomb had not been announced and used at that point. The Indianapolis would travel to Leyte Gulf and begin preparing to deliver the cargo, unknown to the crew of the Indianapolis as to what exactly the cargo was.

-Once arriving at Leyte Gulf, the crew spent most of the time working on and off the ship to make any last minute preparations to deliver the important cargo, with many not understanding the true importance of this specific cargo.

-By the time August was already a few days underway,

but then... Linda had not received a letter since july 27 . This worried her, but she could only hope that he was fine and that he had been unable to find any time to write.

By the time the 15th of August rolled around, she had not received any letters from Henry, and would read the news paper and learn of the Indianapolis's sinking, her eyes widening in horror.

she soon got a letter,

Linda's heart skipped a beat as she read the letter. Henry had survived, but was badly injured, with several issues that he was being treated for. She was thankful for the fact that he was alive, but at the same time worried about the severity of his injuries.

henry was hospitilized at the

Naval Base Hospital No. 20 in Peleliu,

henry had suffered deyhydration, salt water poisoning, starvation and inffected wounds, and shark bites, The letters described the struggles that Henry faced, including the many times that he'd nearly been killed by the sharks that attacked him. He had tried to fight back, punching and kicking at the sharks' gills to try and get them to release him, but he had suffered many injuries in the process, though he still managed to survive.

-Henry spent 11 days in the hospital, being fed and given fluids to help with his dehydration. His wounds from the sharks' bites and the sharp metal pieces that had injured him were cleaned and bandaged, and he was given medical care to help him recover properly.

once he was declared well enough, Henry was discharged from the hospital and the Navy. He was awarded the Purple Heart for his bravery and for his efforts in saving the other sailors from the sharks' attacks.

With his time in the Navy now over, Henry finally returned home to Linda.

but Henry found himself suffering from the effects of the ship being torpedoed, the ship sinking and the five days spent floating in the shark-infested water. the shark attacks He was plagued with PTSD, trauma, and many other issues from the incident.

Henry's experiences had left him with numerous phobias, including a fear of sharks galeophobia, a fear of deep bodies of water thalassophobia and a fear of explosions ekrixiphobia, He also developed a fear of loud noises phonophobia as well, The memories and the sounds of the other sailors screaming, thrashing in the water and being pulled under by the sharks were seared into Henry's mind. The image of the torn and bloodstained life jacket bubbling to the surface remained a vivid reminder of the horrors he had endured. -Due to his phobia of sharks, Henry found it very difficult to visit aquariums, especially those with large shark exhibits. The sight of a shark would trigger strong negative reactions and memories of the traumatic experience he had endured.

Linda would comfort Henry whenever he struggled with the memories and phobias that his experience had left him with. She would do what she could to calm him down and make him feel relaxed and at ease, helping him cope with the traumatic memories that still plagued him.

In January of 1949, Linda discovered that she was pregnant with their first child. The news brought joy and excitement to the couple, who had been looking forward to starting a family together, soon in october of that year their only daughter, jacqueline was born, which brought joy and happiness to both of them especially henry, Henry saw his wife and newborn daughter as a source of comfort and healing from the trauma he had endured. The sight of his family and the love they shared helped to soothe his memories and fears, reminding him of the good things in life and giving him a reason to keep moving forward.

[athanza]

“Shell” (Part 2)

Eric Coulter X fem reader

Tags: Enemies to lovers (sort of??), hurt/comfort, slow burn, a sprinkle of fluff.

TW: Canon violence (blood, fighting, knives, guns etc), angst, abusive past, self-destructive behaviour, crying. (This part: claustrophobia, thalassophobia, galeophobia, physical and verbal abuse from a parent)

((Authors note: This was supposed to be a one shot but I guess it’s gonna be longer lmao. I don’t usually edit these very much so I apologise if there’s any mistakes. Hope you enjoy ^-^))

Part 1 Part 3

You had to get to a room with a window which meant you had to get out of the simulation room but the water flooding in was just too powerful.

You stopped to think for a moment before waiting for the room to fill, taking in one more deep breath before diving under. Now that the room was full there was no more water gushing in and stopping you form getting out. You swam as fast as you could out of the open doors and down the hall where you knew there was an opening to the pit, you were on the ground floor so you knew that you would be able to get to the surface that way.

Down a few more corridors you realised you were running out of air a lot quicker than you thought you would and started to panic, but just like you did back home, you turned off your emotions and charged forward, you had no time to hesitate. You made it to the pit and swam as fast as you could to the surface, unsure if you were going to make it, but you did. You gasped for air like it was your very first breath and took in the air for a few seconds before you realised you were suddenly in open ocean. No land in sight, and it was getting dark.

Your heart began to race like it had never done before as you looked down around you and all you could see was pitch black beneath the reflections on top of the water. Your breathing became jagged and hard and you could feel yourself start to panic, but when you felt something touch your foot you screamed and kicked instinctively, it was a great white shark. You could barely see it underneath the reflections on the surface so you took a deep breath and dived, able to see clearer now, the shapes and colours at least, it was lighter than the water around you. You saw it coming and as it approached, despite the fear, you straightened out your fingers and stiffened them, jabbing them as hard as you could into the sharks gills as you dodged it, it looked agitated and came back for another go but you repeated again, this time harder, not caring if you broke a finger, and eventually it went away.

Just as you started to relax you saw walls begin to rise out of the depths and start to enclose you. Immediately your heart rate was back up again and you tried to swim away before they could get to you but it was too late. Before you knew it you were in a pitch black cube, the water had drained but the cube was getting smaller and smaller faster than you felt comfortable with. You desperately felt around for something to use to keep the walls from moving and it wasn’t long before you felt a crow bar resting on the floor and you quickly picked it up and jammed it into the tiny gap you felt between the floor and one of the walls. You yelled in frustration as you pushed the other wall with your feet and slowly felt them both stop moving.

Suddenly a hatch opened on one side of the cube and you crawled out desperately, taking a moment to catch your breath before hearing thumping footsteps outside the door of the room you realised you were in, then you realised it was your bedroom.

“Open the door!”

It was your father’s voice. You were frozen, you found yourself stepping backward into the corner of your the room, pressing yourself against the wall.

Your father kicked down the door and charged in with that look in his eye that let you know that you weren’t going to be able to sleep on your side for a few weeks.

“No.” You said. “No, no, please, please, don’t.” You cried.

“You worthless slut.” He hissed, nothing but sheer fury in his voice. “Dauntless! You chose dauntless after everything I’ve done for you!”

You had your arms raised, ready to protect yourself as you always did, tears running down your face.

“I raised you you ungrateful little bitch! And now you desert your family!?”

Suddenly it hit you. The word Dauntless striking a chord in you like a hammer hitting a piano. Dauntless. Dauntless.

The tears stopped. You stood up straight. You looked him right in the eye and spoke clearly. “I never had a family. You never did anything for me other than beat me when I wasn’t as good as your precious erudite son. I’m dauntless now. I don’t fear people like you, and I never will.”

He leant back and took a swing at you but you used the same boxing combination Eric tad taught you and blocked it, knocking him out with an upper-cut that knocked him to the floor.

Suddenly you jolted upright in the chair, Four and Eric standing over you.

“Hey, hey, it’s ok.” Said Four, his voice a little softer and more empathetic than before. “It’s over.”

You leant your head back and swallowed, trying to slow your heartbeat as Eric took the device off your temple. You thought you noticed a flash of compassion on his face but thought you must have imagined it. But the glint of pride you couldn’t miss.

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do i make a deep blue fancam?

deep blue is a shark.

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Batman by Chris Samnee

Batober prompt: Crash