#mk alora

[chadillacboseman]

Hotshot Valentine's Day: The Garden

@bihanspookies and I have several storyline endings for Alora and JJ, one of which is "The Happy Ending". Since it's Valentine's Day, I figured I'd post one of the stories from that ending. Art by @rcris123

Tagging a few people who may wanna post a valentine's day piece if they have it: @socially-awkward-skeleton @lilywatt @roofgeese @kateofthebd

Summary: JJ reflects on the woman he loves in the months following her departure from the Black Dragon.

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The midday sun peeks through a few errant clouds, painting the grass of the front lawn in hues of yellow and orange. JJ uses his heels to keep the momentum of the porch swing, swaying back and forth gently as he watches Alora across the yard.

She’s wearing a flowing white dress patterned with sunflowers that billows and ripples in the gentle breeze. A large sun hat graces her head, and JJ smiles as she claps a hand to the top of it to stop the wind from snatching it. She’s bent low, a spade clutched in her hands as she moves between the rows of the garden and eliminates the weeds that have cropped up.

JJ could watch her for hours, the way her brows furrow when she spots another errant thistle that taints the rows of perfect seedlings she’s been meticulously caring for. She curls her lip into a snarl as her icy gaze falls onto one and she strikes with the spade with devastating accuracy, severing the root with a quick dig.

Still, the fighter in her comes out, even after so many months away from the Black Dragon.

Alora looks up and catches his eye, and JJ feels his breath catch as she smiles, an expression that has finally lost its foreignness on her pretty features. He loves her so much that it hurts, burning like a rolling coal fire in his chest.

‘Love you’ he mouths from the porch and Alora straightens, wiping the dirt from her hands. The sun halos her, makes her look ethereal as her auburn hair kicks up around her face from the breeze.

Alora doesn’t do ‘I love yous’, not in the realest sense of the words. She shows it, though, always doing things for JJ when she can.

He doesn’t need to hear the words to know how she feels.

Alora, satisfied with her work, drops the spade into an empty bucket and makes her way to JJ. She smiles again and he feels as if his ribs tighten around his lungs. She drops onto the porch swing next to him and he slings an arm around her shoulders on instinct, savoring the way she leans into his embrace.

For a moment, JJ’s mind wanders back to that first night at the bar. The dim lights, the way her eyes had shone beneath it. The way he’d known he needed to see her again.

“What’s on your mind, cowboy?” Alora asks softly and he snaps back to attention with a small smile.

“You.”

She gives him a playful roll of her eyes and he chuckles, planting a soft kiss on her temple. For a moment, they sit in silence as the crickets chirp out a symphony and the red-winged blackbirds sing from the distant cattails of the creek.

“You remember that night we played the dart game?” JJ asks quietly.

“You mean the night I beat you?”

“Yeah, yeah, the night you hustled me,” he waves a dismissive hand with a grin, “you remember when I touched your waist?”

Alora’s face heats and she looks away with her bottom lip pulled between her teeth. JJ presses on, emboldened by her embarrassment.

“I remember lookin’ at that damn smile out in the street, and I told myself I wanted to see it every day for the rest of my life.”

“Stop it,” Alora tries to hold back the smile that threatens to break onto her face, but it doesn’t work. She grins widely and a youthful giggle almost fights its way past her teeth, but she clamps down on it and keeps it trapped.

“It’s true,” JJ’s eyes settle on her beautiful face, still admiring every detail just as he’d done when they’d first met, “You made me feel like a million dollars every time I saw you.”

The silence returns, but it isn’t awkward. It’s filled with the unspoken love that surges between them, tying the two of them together like a tightly-wound cord. JJ returns his gaze to the horizon, watching as dark clouds roll through the sky, deep grays illuminated with occasional flashes of lightning as they overtake the sunshine.

Alora moves with the intention to go inside before the rain hits, but JJ grabs her arm gently, returning her to the swing. The smell of rain strikes before the storm does, and JJ inhales deeply with his eyes closed.

The first few drops patter onto the lawn and a cool burst of air follows. JJ pulls Alora in closer to him, and rests his head against hers as the rain showers down in earnest, blurring the yard. In the distance, he can barely make out the shapes of the horses as they gallop for the cover of the barn.

Sometimes, these moments don’t feel real.

JJ still expects to wake up in an empty bed, still thinks that she is a fleeting thing that will disappear into the night like a shooting star. Every morning that he cracks open his eyes to find her, his heart surges with the kind of love he can barely contain.

Sometimes, he feels a little silly. The Falcons make the occasional joke at his expense, ribbing that he’s gone soft for a girl. Elliot is the biggest offender, but JJ could care less.

He has gone soft for a girl.

Jeremiah Mitchell, who could, and has killed a man with his bare hands.

He would still kill, but he’d do it for Alora. He’d burn entire cities to the ground with the Falcons at his heels if it meant she could sleep safely in his bed. The thought makes him laugh. Alora could outfight him any day, but she doesn’t have to anymore.

Instead of surviving, she can live.

“You’re quiet tonight,” Alora murmurs and JJ rubs the back of his neck with a smile.

“Sorry, sweetheart,” he captures her mouth in a quick kiss and then withdraws to admire her once more, “Just thinkin’ about how much I love you.”

Alora’s eyes soften and she brushes her fingers over the back of his hand delicately before she intertwines them with his. For a moment, they sit and watch as the rain pours down in sheets, Alora leaned against JJ’s shoulder with a small smile playing at her lips.

Together, they sit in silence, enjoying the scent of rain and the gentle clap of thunder as the storm rolls in over the ranch. JJ glances over at the garden, remembering how it had once been a simple patch of black dirt. Now, seedlings have sprung to life all over it, carefully nurtured by the woman he’s lucky enough to call his.

He supposes that she’s done the same for him.

The thought makes him smile.

[bihanspookies]

Question for you all

What is your oc’s midnight “You know what I could go for right now” order

[theelderhazelnut]

Friendships!

Tagged by dear @nightbloodbix to do this lil game <3

Left: Falkus is not really a shoulder to cry on lol. Ombra steals his food bc he deserves it.

Right: Ombra checks her watch as Kano is talking about business. "I have to go now. Alora ( @bihanspookies ) is going to paint my nails."

Game taglist (to be added/removed): @elderglocks @voidika @vivilovespink @captastra @sinclxirx @isacoremeow @inafieldofdaisies @strangefable @bihanspookies @cassietrn @carlosoliveiraa @simonxriley @confidentandgood @scentedcandleibex and you!

[advanced-imbecile-art]

Alora 🤝 Tomek -> Shang Tsung fucked up our lives.

Kate 🤝 Tomek -> Victims of unspeakable human experiments.

Kano says whine to each other about it, not him.

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Alora -> @bihanspookies

Kate -> @thesingularityseries

[chadillacboseman]

Openly weeping over this HotShot comm from @rcris123 😩

MY OTP!!

JJ belongs to me, Alora belongs to @bihanspookies

[bihanspookies]

Tagged by: @thesingularityseries

Tagging (if you want 💅): @malicedragoness @theelderhazelnut @valyrra @luna-di-fuoco

[chadillacboseman]

Black Dragon tweets

Featuring: .

Cash - @thenukacolachallenge

Danny and Kate: @mkdecimation

Alex - me

Alora - @bihanspookies

Billie - @meatgrinderminefield

Tomek - @bi-force-1

[chadillacboseman]

I was tagged by: @socially-awkward-skeleton @mkdecimation and @mk-nightrider

Just a little JJ wip that I keep bouncing back to. Featuring mentions of Alora, who belongs to @bihanspookies

[chadillacboseman]

If the gang had Twitter...

Alora - @bihanspookies Danny/Kate - @bdfightclub Jesse/JJ/Alex - ME Ehco - @roofgeese Billie - @cyberneticsanguinaire

[bihanspookies]

RAAAAHHHHHHHH‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Ty so much to Viennexxi for this wonderful art of my girl 🥺🥺🥺

Her insta is here!!!!

Alora is def not wearing JJ’s aviators, no way

[chadillacboseman]

JJ's Falcon Company Dossiers (ZOOM FOR BETTER VIEW!)

Featuring @bihanspookies OC, Alora.

[bihanspookies]

Smash or Pass

RULES: pretty self explanatory. include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc).

Tagged by: @meatgrinderminefield @chadillacboseman @thesingularityseries @roofgeese @theelderhazelnut @malicedragoness

Name: Alora De Toro

Species: Human/Edenian

Age: 28

Height: 5’9

Gender: CisFem

Sexuality: Queer

Pros:

• Loves to garden! She’ll give you fresh fruits, veggies and herbs if you need

• Great sparring partner

• Once you’re able to get her guard down, she’s loyal forever

• Acts of service is her love language! Be prepared to find that hole in the wall fixed or a nice gift on your bed.

• Will bench press you for fun

Cons:

• Emotionally unavailable

• Hard headed/stubborn

• Hits it and quits it

• Guarded as hell, walls like a goddamn fortress

• Brutally honest

[chadillacboseman]

I can't post the full version, but @negativesd09 just finished this AAAAAMAZING YCH NSFW comm of JJ and Alora ( @bihanspookies ) and I am in love 😍

[bihanspookies]

What Kind Of Love Is Your OC?

Tagged by: @theelderhazelnut @thesingularityseries @chadillacboseman

Tagging: @luna-di-fuoco @malicedragoness @valyrra

[chadillacboseman]

I FORGOT TO POST THIS!!!

Amazing Hotshot art by @meiilansnotebook for a mermaid au 😩🤌

Ft: Alora - @bihanspookies

[chadillacboseman]

If the gang had twitter, pt 2. @bdfightclub @bihanspookies