#twdg wallie

[ericsonclan]

Willy: Aww you had a crush on me? That’s so embarrassing!

Allison: We’re married

Willy: Still

[timothylawrence]

share ten different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order, then send this to 10 people (anon or not, your choice) 🎥🎬📺

oh yippe! <33 thank you for this :D! I

BL: Sasha

Apex: Vantage

DBD: Zarina

Dishonored: Jessamine

Fallout: Deacon

LIS: Rachel

Persona: Ryuji

DC: Wally West

TWDG: Ben

RDR2: Arthur Morgan (charles in very close second)

[superflashmanzzz-blog]

Headcanon Request's (Now Open)

Hi guys I'm doing a open requests thing so send me a headcanon with a ship of the Following fandoms and I'll do it

- Arrowverse

- Kim Possible (2019)

- The Walking Dead Game

- Young Justice

- Power Rangers (2017)

[fyrapartnersearch]

rEEE writers inbound

hey there! i’m rhys. i am 22, live in the ct, and love ooc chatter! my ooc is pretty lax, but i promise my writing is a helluva lot more formal. i write in third person, past/present tense, and paragraph form. im not a rapid-fire writer, and won’t be able to constantly get replies in every day (i can get responses in anywhere between every couple of days to a week or two). however, i will ALWAYS put tlc into all of my posts and characters! i write anywhere between 300-900 words. it’s definitely alright if you don’t feel up to that amount at any given point, but i do appreciate keeping it somewhere in this range. im very wordy, and can spew out a novel if im excited enough lmao

  my limits are pretty general; i will not do beastiality, pedophilia, vore, or scat. i can indulge in a variety of kinks, but if it’s a little much for any average person, i’m less likely to write it out (i.e extreme ddlg or adult babies, furries, extreme pet play, etc.) but i can be persuaded to lightly touch on certain kinks as long as they’re not 10000% filth lmao i cannot, and will not, do seme/uke or top/bottom dynamics. absolutely not. queer relationships shouldn’t be defined by whose taking the D. i dont want to interact with squeamish little femboys, or awful macho men with downright rapey tendencies. versatility is key, and power struggles are what i live for! i will, however, indulge in BDSM dynamics with certain plots— although, domination isn’t always about penetration, you know?

  give me characters with aspirations, hopes and dreams, and crushing past experiences that flesh them out into who they are. no one is perfect, and we all have things that rear their ugly heads in the dark. problematic characters, male or female or anything in between, are everything. i love lgbtq+ characters, as i am part of the community myself, and will almost always be more inclined in writing queer characters. not to say i won’t write for strictly straight pairings, m/f, but usually i am iffy when approached with it if i am just meeting you.

  i write for all genders, ethnicity, and orientations! you can find a few writings examples of mine here. i am pretty welcoming of most things. smut, of course. some kink a little out there that you want to suggest? let's do it, dude. i am super OOC friendly and i am pretty much a garbled mess when i get to know you!  i’m a social person— i feel like a burden if you’re not into chatting with me, so please, if you’re not looking to be both a writing partner as well as a friend, i might not be the gal for you. i am open to crooked relationships, ones that don't function right, dark/morally corrupt characters, unconditional love, etc. my interests fluctuate! i am down, 24/7, guys! i only roleplay over email, but will ooc chat over discord or hangouts! here's a list of fandoms and pairings below that i am looking to write for atm. i do have many more, but these are just the ones off the top of my head!

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  Borderlands

Handsome Jack/Rhys

Handsome Jack/Rhys/Nisha

  Life is Strange

Max Caulfield/Chloe Price

Max Caulfield/Kate Marsh/Victoria Chase

Nathan Prescott/Warren Graham

Rachel Amber/Chloe Price

Frank Bowers/Damon Merrick

  DC

Dick Grayson/Jason Todd

Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson

Dick Grayson/Wally West

Harley Quinn/Pamela Isley

  Batman: Telltale Series

Bruce Wayne/John Doe

Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle

Bruce Wayne/Harvey Dent/Selina Kyle

  Marvel

Stephen Strange/Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson

Thor/Bruce Banner

Peter Parker/Harry Osborn

Peter Parker/Wade Wilson

Wade Wilson/Vanessa Carlysle

Gwen Stacy/Peter Parker/Harry Osborn

Peter Parker/Wade Wilson/Vanessa Carlysle

  Uncharted

Nathan Drake/Samuel Drake

Nathan Drake/Harry Flynn

Chloe Frazer/Nadine Ross

  TTGOT

Asher Forrester/Gwyn Whitehill

Rodrik Forrester/Arthur Glenmore

Mira Forrester/Margaery Tyrell

Gryff Whitehill/Elaena Glenmore

Gared Tuttle/Finn

Gared Tuttle/Josera Snow

  The Walking Dead

Rick Grimes/Negan

  TWDG

Javier Garcia/David Garcia

Clementine/Gabriel Garcia

Clementine/Louis

Clementine/Violet

Marlon/Louis

Javier Garcia/Paul “Jesus” Rovia

  Far Cry (3-5)

Jason Brody/Vaas Montenegro

Jason Brody/Bambi “Buck” Hughes

Ajay Ghale/Pagan Min

Ajay Ghale/Sabal

Ajay Ghale/Sabal/Amita

Rook/Joseph Seed

Rook/John Seed

Rook/Faith Seed

  Punisher

Frank Castle/David Lieberman

Frank Castle/Billy Russo

  Mass Effect: Andromeda

Scott Ryder/Reyes Vidal

Scott Ryder/Gil Brodie

Scott Ryder/Peebee

Sara Ryder/Peebee

Sara Ryder/Vetra Nyx

  Kill Your Darlings

Lucien Carr/Allen Ginsberg

  ____________

Onto original plots!

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  Office romances/BDSM/Friends with benefits-turned-lovers

okay, so, i had this type of roleplay with someone a while back. maybe more than two or three years back that i fell out of contact with and i could never really get it out of my head because it was probably one of the best character-building stories i’ve ever taken part of. :’) i don’t remember their name, but i do hope they’ll contact me again if they ever see this. while some of this may seem specific, none of it is concrete and i promise i am very easy to get along with and very accomodating! the plot i remember had three different relationships— completely different people, with different lives and different worlds, with only one common thing between them being that they work in the same building. we can do all three, or we can do a few, or even  one! i dont mind.

  **pairing A; M/F preferred (lol i know broke my own rule, but i adore femdoms! extra: please come with an open mind. this is not a 50 shades AU, and i do not want it to be.) this one is between a CEO and an intern in their senior year of college. The CEO is a femdom, and freshly out of divorce, takes a liking to the clumsy intern who’d spilled coffee on her more than once. The intern has never been in a relationship with an older woman, let alone one running a multi-million dollar company, but hey, isn’t that the dream for some broke twenty-something down on his luck? She introduces him to BDSM, and while he’s hesitant, the idea is as exciting as it is frightening. He accepts her offer— while it’s difficult at times, he begins to learn more about her. Her ex-spouse, her young child, and her unwillingness to develop a sincere relationship with him. She’s had subs before, and while she tells him he isn’t disposable, he begins to feel it was the truth. He grows to have feelings for her, and while she isn’t too keen on admitting it, the feeling is mutual. I’d love to explore their dynamic in and out of sex, and the conflict between the intern and her ex-spouse. I love age gaps, and think it would be awesome to see them develop over time to find common ground to establish a personal relationship and trying to even out their power imbalances. I don’t mind playing either the CEO or the intern, but I am leaning more towards the CEO. :V**

  **pairing B; M/M preferred (this one is waaay more gritty and more dub-con than anything so please beware!) this one is between two higher-ups who have been butting heads for years— and occasionally, sexual tension neither have acted on. A is a snarky, openly gay man, and probably what some would consider shallow and noncommittal. B is a brooding, closeted ‘by the book’ type well into his thirties, and refuses to engage in anything sexual with men despite his obvious attraction; B has younger siblings he takes care of as well as his mother, and being the oldest son and only provider, hasn’t done a thing for himself in twenty years. A lives completely alone, complete with a bachelor pad and, the influx of flings that went nowhere past sex, and has risen to the top with his own sheer will. they have conflicting motives, and while both of them have an intense hatred for each other, they’ve never engaged in physical altercations in fear of losing their jobs. one day, A jabs a little below the belt, and finally, B starts swinging. this fight turns into something way more heavy in the company parking lot. what happens between them in the long run is something desperate, needy, and longing for real affection. it began as a mindless need for sex, angry and mean and formal, with B being especially unwilling to ‘give up’ his masculinity and ever be on the receiving end in fear of losing the control he needs to keep this up. i’d love to see them begin to see each other in a different light, and changing each other for the better. i’d also love to see A showing B that sex doesn’t have to be meaningless, and that he doesn’t need to fear letting A be in control. And B showing A that commitment isn’t as terrifying as it may be, with them gradually going from rivals, to friends with benefits, and eventually lovers. i, again, don’t mind writing for either! **

  **pairing C; F/F preferred. (aaa this pairing is way more fluffy and sweet, with hurt/comfort as a stable of their dynamic.) this one is between two small-office employees in the company. A is fairly tame at work in order to support her sibling(s), of which she has adopted from her father’s custody years ago. she is fairly confident with her sexuality, and while not being the type to frequent clubs, is dragged along by a few friends and there, meets B. B is a young woman who just recently got out of a relationship with an abusive ex fiance— B has only ever been with that man, and was never confident in exploring her sexuality due to a religious upbringing and parents who were dead set on traditional values. she’s never strayed from her ex, and while he wasn’t faithful or remotely good to her in return, she was heartbroken with their split. months after, he returns to the city and B’s close friends decide to take her out on a girls’ night to make her feel better— B coincidently sees her ex, and feeling childish and unattractive, heads off to the bar to get a drink. she’s nowhere near a drinker, and just before she does drown her sorrows, is hit on by A. while initially shocked, B is flustered and finds herself immediately attracted to A. they have a one-night stand, and while B believes that A would just leave in the morning, A instead lays with her until she wakes up, and leaves her number. B is too anxious to text her. they bump into each other at the elevator that Monday. they agree to be just friends, until B knows what she wants. A is willing to wait. B might have a crush, and A is intent on building B up to love herself and her body. i would overall prefer to write for A, but if you’re dead set, no prob!**

  Serial killer/1960’s/Small town sheriff

no preferred pairing! would love, love, love to see something between a serial killer and a small town sheriff in the mid-to-late sixties. we could make up a new little town, or find one to our liking! A is the sheriff who had been born and raised in this town with a good home life, loving parents, and a steady moral compass, albeit trapped in a loveless marriage. they know everyone, and every nook and cranny of the place like the back of their hand. this is the type of place where people don’t have to lock their doors at night, or constantly watch their kids when they’re out in the yard playing. that is, until people start going missing and horrifyingly mutilated bodies began to pop up around town. B is a well-liked baker in town; known to be genuinely friendly and kind, B has a very corrupt past. both of their parents were heinously abusive, and as a child, B developed sociopathic tendencies. B was inherently spiteful of the town and the people in it, for leaving them to rot in hell for eighteen years, and for never reaching out. B formed a god complex, his intentions to ‘purify the corrupt’. they keep tabs on almost everyone in town, and the victims they do take are put in the soundproof basement of his home to be ‘baptized’; tortured, beaten, and mutilated beyond recognition. A and B are friendly with each other as A comes to the bakery every morning, with B’s motives completely unbeknownst. one night, A, frustrated and pissed from the dead ends of the case of the decade, decides to head to the bar and relax. B is the one face A didn’t mind seeing that night, and one thing lead to another, with A and B in a dark alley getting each other off— i definitely see this as B grooming A to be a complicit pet, and when A gets closer and closer to figuring out who the killer is, he forms a deep connection with B. B develops a possessiveness over A, along with that sense of ownership he’d established between them. B manipulates A, coerces him into a false sense of security, and eventually— A finds out, and while B initially thinks to kill A, A is corrupted by B and forms some kind of stockholm syndrome for B. it’s up to A on whether or not they turn B in, or cover the killer’s tracks. B, despite his very sick and repulsive nature, develops a true infatuation for A, as close to love as they were ever going to get, and A is desperate enough to please B that they’ll do anything to not disappoint them.

  Post apocalypse/decades later/immunity

no pairing preferred! the plot I had in mind is loosely based off of a video game called "The Last of Us", which i am sure most of you have a general knowledge of! (definitely check it out if you don’t :O it’s a great game!!) the prompt i was shooting for goes something like this; in a post-apocalyptic world where a pandemic has killed off most living species, character A is a lone wolf with little to do with other people that don't benefit him, except for a select few. A is especially rough around the edges, as he's lived through some sick shit and lived to tell the tale. A had once been part of a group dedicated to finding a cure, but things went south, and a lot of people died. A had a close bond with the leader of said group, and coincidentally they were the only survivors. their past together, having been deeply demented and twisted, caused them to fall out. said leader has rebuilt a new group in the ten years since the last time they'd seen A. character B is the only known immune person alive, and has dedicated their life to being a resource to finding a cure. A and his (current) contact/partner in crime have something taken from them, and are determined to get it back. they do some searching, and are confronted with this group-- they have what they need, but are only willing to give it to them for a favor in return. no one can outrun their past forever. so, this plot isn't concrete. things can be changed, we can do whatever we want, and i am happy to comply to any revisions or suggestions! i'd really enjoy taking on A, if that's alright!

  TREASURE HUNTERS/ANCIENT CURSES/LOVE-HATE DYNAMICS/MODERN

treasure hunters!!!! yES!! think Uncharted or Tomb Raider. an architect/treasure hunter is being funded an expedition to find a lost treasure and they are forced to bring along a reporter in order to receive the funds. the reporter and architect certainly dont get along in the beginning— they bicker, and clash on most fronts. the expedition wasnt meant to be dangerous. what was initially thought to be a simple job turned into something treacherous; bandits, a team of hired hitmen and their leader looking to take the treasure for themselves, and some rather supernatural elements that they both couldnt quite put a finger on. the treasure hunter and the reporter have to work together to get out of this alive, and get to the artifact before someone else does. (the “treasure” is definitely up for debate!! we can chose a real life lost treasure, or just make one up!! it can be anywhere around the world, and everything is at our disposal).

  DEMON/INHERITANCE/HUNTERS/MODERN

character A has an awful time living in the city— alone, and without mom's guidance, completely lost. one day they receive a call about a deceased relative, one they'd never heard of, one that apparently left their estate and everything in it in their will to A. with nothing but the clothes on their back, A took a shot in the dark and drove out to this presumed "estate" come early summer, only to find that it's a mansion in a tiny little town with an eerie vibe and populated by the typical small town churchgoers and farm folk. living in this town was a hell of a challenge; everyone was nice, too nice, and people started to go missing. character B is an exceptionally charismatic, charming person and the only mechanic/handyman in town. A and B become friends, partially, when A needs to fix up the piping in their estate. A stumbles upon the attic one day, and for once, they start to get why this whole town reeked to the roots in weird shit-- their deceased relative was tracking something here in this town, having to do with all of the MIA townsfolk. DR has a board of possible suspects, and at the center? B. A shrugs it off as their relative having been paranoid, but the longer A stays in this town, the more apparent it becomes that DR wasnt crazy. B is, in fact, not the murderer, instead a supernatural being (open for debate! im on the fence with demons, vampires, etc.) on a mission to track down the monster, same as DR. i am so down for internal struggles, sweet gestures, and overall, two people just trying to make it work! i could also see A being hella paranoid that B is the monster, and maybe tries to throw cloves of garlic at them only to realize thats not exactly how this monster hunter business works lmao

  DEPRESSED WRITER/YOUNG MUSE/between 1920’s-1960’s/sex, drugs, & the american dream

m/m preferred! A is a severely depressed middle-aged man believing his life has been wasted. his wife left him with their child at her hip, his career was in a rut, and he had nothing left to live for. opting for suicide, he goes out one evening to purchase a bottle of gin to down with a handful of prescription sleeping pills when he returned to his apartment. instead of going directly home, he’s swept in by the music in an underground club for queers. there he meets B; all encompassing, angel faced, and the only person A didn’t know how to look away from. B is a former US Navy Seal, aspiring musician, and avid indulger of the human body— A stays a little too long, owlish and red, and after the show, B approaches him with a cattish smile. they spark a friendship, and A is thrown down the rabbit hole when B introduces him to his social circle, filled to the brim with drag queens, junkies, queers, and the overall unusual— he integrates into this community, his contemplation of suicide only a distant memory, and begins to find himself extremely attracted to B. he lights a fire in A, something dangerous and unquenchable, and A finds himself drawn in by the unpredictability. A embarks with B on a journey of self exploration, passion, and inevitable love in a world that scorned the oddities of human attraction and anyone who dared to be free.

  thanks for your time! if you've read through, please contact me at dotiscat@gmail.com on email or rhys#3615 on discord and mention kiwi somewhere in your initial message. n_n

  Rhys xoxo

[desperatelyseekingroleplay]

Roleplay partners wanted!

My name is Rhys. I am 21 years old, she/her, from the CT, love the color magenta, and own two orange tabbies. I’m looking for partners in my conquest to write! While I can't get responses in every day, I am almost always open to chatter and geeking out about all sorts of things.

  I write third person, past/present tense, and paragraph form. I'm a novella-ish writer, and do try to crank out at least four-six paragraphs each time I get a response in. Like previously mentioned, I want to stress that while I can't respond every day, everything I do write is full of TLC! I always want to mention this to partners beforehand, because I know some people would rather do rapid fire responses than one or two a week. My limits are pretty general; toilet stuff is a no-no. I don't like to write out top/bottom stereotypes or "seme/uke" tropes. Beastiality, pedophilia, and the like are icky things I would rather avoid.

  I write for all genders, ethnicity, and orientations! I am open to any pairings, and beyond that, varying genres.

  https://docs.google.com/document/d/18n3iuj4m9X1hBo9P2IezrKdTfkTrSKt0H34ZP6v3hHs

  LIMITS

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  No unrealistic stereotypes of queer relationships, please. Yaoi, yuri, seme/uke, etc. Can't do that. Characters need to both have versatile roles; switching, so it's fair for everyone. Though, my characters do tend to be a lot more dominating!

  {{Very welcoming of BDSM, dom/sub, but this does not mean someone needs to be penetrated every single time in order for the dom to dominate. Get it? This can also apply to heterosexual relationships. I would literally love to see female characters who top, if you know what I mean. If given the chance, I will definitely have dom!females in bdsm-related situations}}

  Furries; blegh, no thanks. Beastiality, nekos, anything of sexual animal-related nature is a no-go, fam.

  Vore, scat, bathroom stuff, pedophilia. You know the drill! ((I am not opposed to consensual, legal age and non-reproducing incestuous relationships in FICTION! Sex is fine, just no children resulting from it. Reminder; this is fictional.))

  Okay, so despite those few limits, I am actually pretty welcoming of anything else. Smut, of course. Some kink a little out there that you want to suggest? Let's do it, dude. I am open to polyamorous relationships, any queer shit you're willing to throw at me lmao I am super OOC friendly and I am pretty much a garbled mess when I get to know you! I am open to crooked relationships, ones that don't function right, fluff and all cuteness, unconditional love-- my interests fluctuate! I am down, 24/7, guys! Here's a list of fandoms and pairings below.

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  **=Craving

  Borderlands

Handsome Jack/Rhys

Handsome Jack/Rhys/Nisha

Rhys/Axton

Handsome Jack/Nisha

Fiona/Athena

Fiona/Vaughn

Rhys/Vaughn

  Until Dawn

Josh Washington/Chris

Chris/Mike

Jess/Mike

Sam/Beth

Matt/Jess

Emily/Matt/Jess

  Life is Strange

Max Caulfield/Chloe Price

Max Caulfield/Kate Marsh/Victoria Chase

Nathan Prescott/Warren Graham

Rachel Amber/Chloe Price**

Rachel Amber/Frank Bowers

Frank Bowers/Damon Merrick**

  DC

Dick Grayson/Jason Todd**

Dick Grayson/Koriand'r

Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson

Dick Grayson/Wally West

Oliver Queen/Dinah Lance

Harley Quinn/Pamela Isley

Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent

  Batman: Telltale Series

Bruce Wayne/John Doe**

Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle

Bruce Wayne/Jim Gordon

Bruce Wayne/Harvey Dent

Bruce Wayne/Harvey Dent/Selina Kyle

  Marvel

Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Tony Stark/Bruce Banner

Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson

Thor/Bruce Banner**

Clint Barton/Pietro Maximoff

Peter Parker/Harry Osborn

Peter Parker/Wade Wilson**

Gwen Stacy/Peter Parker/Harry Osborn

Peter Parker/Wade Wilson/Vanessa Carlysle

  Uncharted

Nathan Drake/Samuel Drake**

Nathan Drake/Harry Flynn**

Chloe Frazer/Nadine Ross

Samuel Drake/Rafe Adler

  Game of Thrones

Arya Stark/Gendry Waters

Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell

Daenerys Targaryen/Jon Snow

  TTGOT

Asher Forrester/Gwyn Whitehill

Rodrik Forrester/Arthur Glenmore

Mira Forrester/Margaery Tyrell

Gryff Whitehill/Elaena Glenmore

Gared Tuttle/Finn

Gared Tuttle/Josera Snow

  The Walking Dead

Rick Grimes/Shane Walsh

Rick Grimes/Negan**

Daryl Dixon/Paul “Jesus” Rovia

  TWDG

Luke/Nick

Javier Garcia/David Garcia**

Clementine/Gabriel Garcia

Javier Garcia/Paul “Jesus” Rovia

  The Mortal Instruments

Simon Lewis/Raphael Santiago

Simon Lewis/Jace Lightwood

Isabelle Lightwood/Lydia Branwell

Alec Lightwood/Magnus Bane

  Infamous: Second Son

Delsin Rowe/Reggie Rowe

Delsin Rowe/Eugene Sims

Delsin Rowe/Hank Daughtry

  Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator

Anyone/your dadsona (for the love of god someone give me a good, not cliche john doe dadsona and you will win my heart!! I just want to play a dad lol bring me some great ass ocs)

  Far Cry 3

Jason Brody/Vaas Montenegro

  The Last of Us

Ellie/Riley

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  Some basic ideas that I do have pretty big doc ideas for;

  A few marine biologists go to an island off the coast to study the marine life there, which in turn, turns out to be something much bigger. (Mermaid/siren prompt!)

  Soul mates; it can be like some of those AU’s where you don’t see color until you meet them, your tattooed timer counts down until then, or maybe even soulmates continuously reincarnating and one of the two has killed them for centuries in order to be “immortal”. For the first time, the victimized partner gets close enough that the other begins to fall and they start aging, together.

  Character A has an awful time living in the city; alone, and without mom's guidance, completely lost. One day they receive a call about a deceased relative, one they'd never heard of and apparently left their estate and everything in their will to A. With nothing but the clothes on their back, A took a shot and drove out to this presumed "estate", only to find that it's a mansion in a tiny little town with an eerie vibe and populated by the typical small town churchgoers and farm folk. Living in this town was a hell of a challenge; everyone was nice, too nice, and people were missing. Character B is an exceptionally charismatic, charming person and the only mechanic/handyman in town. A and B become friends, partially, when A needs to fix up the piping in their estate. A stumbles upon the attic one day, and for once, they start to get why this whole town reeked to the roots in weird shit-- their deceased relative was tracking something here in this town, having to do with all of the MIA townsfolk. DR has a board of possible suspects, and at the center? B. OSJFODSFHSDJSODFJD!!! Bonus content: B is, in fact, not the murderer, instead a vampire on a mission to track down the monster, same as DR. small towns give me honey moon vibes and I??? am so down for some kinky, albeit eventually fluffy romance between people who are trying to make it work. I actually have a doc for both TBD characters and a location. None of this is set in stone, so please share your thoughts.

  A doesn’t have any memories of their life, only being conscious and staring down at a mutilated body in a ditch. When they meet B, they learn why; welcome to limbo, they say. You just died. A has unfinished business; finding out who murdered them, why, and what else is holding them here. B is a reaper intent on helping lost souls pass over-- they were never born, and A shows them the delights of life before it’s taken. B learns to love A, and A doesn’t want to leave limbo. While A’s soul is clinging between realities, B must make a pivotal decision; squeezing tight on the concept of love, and letting A go. (BONUS!! REINCARNATION; A & B ARE GIVEN THE GIFT OF LIVING AGAIN, TOGETHER.)

  Coming of age story between two childhood friends who are separated by circumstance, and after ten years, reunite and learn that your first love doesn’t have to be the one that got away.

  Two friends drop their whole lives to go on a road trip once they turn thirty-- they elope together, leaving their unhappy lives behind them and in this grand scheme of mental breakdowns and tearful smiles, they find that love may be the only cure to a broken existence.

  In a post-apocalyptic world where a pandemic has killed off most living species, Character A is a lone wolf with little to do with other people that don't benefit him, except for a select few. A is especially rough around the edges, as he's lived through some sick shit and lived to tell the tale. A had once been part of a group dedicated to finding a cure, but things went south, and a lot of people died. A had a close bond with the leader of said group, and coincidentally they were the only survivors.  Their past together, having been deeply demented and twisted, caused them to fall out. Said leader has rebuilt a new group in the ten years since the last time they'd seen A. Character B is the only known immune person alive, and has dedicated their life to being a resource to finding a cure. A and his (current) contact/partner in crime have something taken from them, and are determined to get it back. They do some searching, and are confronted with this group-- they have what they need, but are only willing to give it to them for a favor in return. No one can outrun their past forever. (Last of Us-inspired!)

  An architect/treasure hunter is being funded an expedition to find a lost treasure and they are forced to bring along a reporter in order to receive the funds. the reporter and architect certainly don't get along in the beginning— they bicker, and clash on most fronts. the expedition wasn't meant to be dangerous. what was initially thought to be a simple job turned into something treacherous; bandits, a team of hired hitmen and their leader looking to take the treasure for themselves, and some rather supernatural elements that they both couldn't quite put a finger on. the treasure hunter and the reporter have to work together to get out of this alive, and get to the artifact before someone else does.

..and many more!! Thanks so much! If you've read through, please contact me at dotiscat@gmail.com and mention kiwi somewhere in your email. n_n

Rhys xoxo

[uarethecoffin]

Thanks for tagging me @rawr-booklover !!!!

Rules: Tag 9 people you would like to know better

Get ready to find out how truly nerdy i am

Relationship status: single

Last song you listened to: The coffin by flatsound

Last book you read: uhhhh I reread Challenger deep by Neal Shusterman (big fan must read)

Favourite colour: Idk dont really have one but I like blue so i guess

Top 3 shows: ohhhhh man not counting cartoons i love Pushing Daisies, Stranger Things andddd the Eric Andre show 

Top 3 characters: oh boi Wally West (dc), Ben Paul (Twdg) and Deacon (fo4)

Top 3 ships: Katara and Aang, Glenn and Maggie, and Barry Allen and Iris Westtttt

I tagged @likeasleepyhead @unapologeticbaty @ajlaskywalker and anyone else im bad at tagging

[blacksnowfall19]

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Sheith 1 2 (keith = person B) 3 (shiro = person A) 4 (keith = person A, pidge = person C, lance complains about not wanting to be kissed) 5 (keith walks out to the main room, shiro looks up in surprise but then smiles cutely with his eyes closed and is all ‘hi keith!!’ and keith blushes heavily cuz shiro is too cute) 6 (sheith and their daughter and space pup) 6 7 

Jeith 1

BBRae 1 2 3

Love Square 1 2 (mari is holding chat noir plushie, adrien is staring) 3

PPG (and RRB?)

Disney Princesses

Persona 5 group shot, makoto

Link (botw)

Mario Princesses

Bob’s Burgers group shot

Connor (maybe)

My OCs

Hercules

Genderbent!voltron

Keith from monsters and mana

TJ/Spinelli

Tommy/Kimi

Phil and Lil

Jimmy Neutron and the crew

Pokemon starters (on diff layers so i can categorize by type and generation for multiple pics)

Pheonix Wright and Miles Edgeworth doing...something...(eating at a diner?)

Hotel Transylvania (maybe)

Chun Li (maybe)

Dick and Artemis

Dick and Wally

The Weekenders group shot

Sakura and Syaoran (maybe)

Sailor Moon (maybe)

Kamoeda (maybe)

Eeveelutions

Rocket Power

Danny Phantom

Avatar

Hey Arnold

James (TWDG)

[ericsonclan]

I tried looking and couldn't find it on your posting, but a question I like to ask in the TWDG universe. What are some of the older Ericson kids' favorite Disney animated films? I know in the game the outbreak happened in the summer of 2003, but some of the older kids have watched animated films before then or at least remember them. The world simply didn't end when they were growing up prior to the outbreak. You can include it as an alternate universe too to include AJ, Tenn, and Willy if you want.

Ooo! We love this ask! Okay, here we go!!

Clementine: Lilo and Stitch, she liked the story and also secretly wished she could have an older sister like Nani.

Louis: Lady and the Tramp, he was really rooting for the main couple and he thought the spaghetti scene was the height of romance. He also likes Fantasia but that was more for the classical music.

Violet: The Rescuers and Mulan. She likes The Rescuers because she relates to the little girl and her rough home life situation and she loves Mulan because she's a badass and it's an awesome movie.

Marlon: The Lion King because he has a mane just like a lion he really likes Simba and the storyline.

Mitch: Treasure Planet, all the way baby! He adored that movie and relates to Jim Hawkins and he loved the space pirate adventure. He was really glad it came out right before the outbreak happened so he could hold onto those memories.

Brody: The Little Mermaid she loved that Ariel want to venture out and explore a new place and she also had a little bit of a crush on Prince Eric.

Aasim: Atlantis, he felt like it was an underrated film and absolutely loved the plot and discovery of an ancient lost city. He also had a crush on both Kida and Milo.

Ruby: Oliver and Company, she really likes following the story of all these cute animals and it stuck with her.

Omar: Cinderella, everyone is surprised when he tells them this but he really likes Cinderella as a character and how hard-working and kind she is. He remembers the few times he had seen the movie that he would always cheer her on.

Sophie: Tarzan, she loves everything about it, the art, the music, Tarzan and Jane. To her it's cinema perfection. She also likes the art of Fantasia but it's too slow for her to give her full attention to.

Minnie: Robin hood, a noble fox who steals from the rich and gives to the poor. She really liked Robin Hood's energy and the other characters too. It also was awesome to see Prince JOhn get taken down.

James: Pinocchio, he related to a boy who doesn't quite fit in and who always wanted to fit in regardless. James was always scared by the island that turned mischievous boys into donkeys

Tenn: Fantasia, he would sit in the music room and listen to Louis play the music while Sophie recalled the art. He loved hearing about it and would try his best to draw some of the scenes told to him.

Willy: The Lion King, he remembered hearing about it and absolutely loved it. Later on he would reenact scenes for the others after dinner. He also liked Treasure Planet too since Mitch made it sound like the coolest movie ever.

AJ: He likes Lilo and Stitch because Clem does but he also thought that Treasure Planet sounded awesome.

And also some of our ocs!

Prisha: She absolutely adores Beauty and the Beast, she watched it a lot before the outbreak and can recall most of the movie by heart.

Allison: She was too young to see any of them but she loves when her boyfriend, Willy, reenacts The Lion King. She listened to the movies that her moms liked too. She never got as invested in Beauty and the Beast as Prisha but each time she heard Violet talk about Mulan she loved it more and more. She really liked how Violet retold the movie and was sad that she never got a chance to see it in person.

Renata: Emperor's New Groove, baby! She loves the humor and the main duo of the movie. She finds Kronk and Yzma hilarious and damn, she wished she could find a copy to watch again sometime.

Thanks for the ask, it was fun!

[ericsonclan]

Willy: I’d do anything for you!

Allison: Thanks, babe

Willy: I’d eat trash!

Allison: No, don’t do tha-

Willy: I ate trash!

Allison: See, that doesn’t really help me-

[ericsonclan]

Weird Looking Cat

Summary: When AJ and Willy check the traps they find an animal and mistake it for a cat.

Word Count: 1564

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AJ felt his shoulders tense as he got up from his bed. That nap had gone as well as all the others had before. He didn’t know what it was about naps but he could never seem to relax well enough to take them. This became even more clear with each year he got older. AJ couldn’t help but feel like he could be using that time to patrol instead. With patrolling he was using his time efficiently and the walking helped him relax. Knowing that the school was safe always helped him recenter.

Silently AJ strolled over to his desk, rolling his arm to help loosen his muscles before grabbing his hatchet and knife. Just as he finished securing the weapons on his person he heard a knock on the door. Without waiting a beat, Willy stepped inside.

“Hey, AJ, ready to check the traps with me?” The tall teen gave a bright smile and placed his hands on his hips, causing the bow on his back to shift slightly.

“Yeah, let’s go,” AJ moved past his friend and led the way down the hall. Willy jogged up beside him and walked with the usual pep in his step. Soon a casual conversation sparked between the two of them as they gave friendly waves to the others they spotted along the way.

“Heading out?”

AJ turned around to see Louis standing there. Sleeping in the wrap-around his chest was Lee Kenny who seemed to have finally settled down for a nap. The movement of Louis’ walking and being near one of his parents helped the little guy out a lot.

“Yeah, we’re checking the traps,” Willy smiled as he checked his quiver to make sure it was full of arrows.

“Okay, just be careful,” Louis’ voice took on a softer tone.

“We’re always careful,” AJ replied but saw the look in his dad’s eyes. He knew as well as Louis that when Willy and AJ got together things tended to get a bit hectic. But that was always within the walls, not outside of them.

“Okay, well, why don’t you take Rosie with you,” Louis gave a quick whistle, causing the pitbull’s ears to perk. Slowly Rosie got up from her spot by the picnic tables and trotted on over. Giving a small woof she sat in between the pair of friends.

“Sounds good to me!” Willy’s energy was pretty chipper today. After giving a few more reassurances the boys left outside the gates.

“Alright, let’s check those traps,” Willy gave a wave to Prisha who was on watch duty then took out his bow and notched an arrow. AJ immediately followed suit, unclipping his hatchet and preparing for any potential threats.

It didn’t take long for them to stumble upon one as a walker let out a low groan and stumbled forward.

“I’ve got it,” AJ spoke casually as he guided the walker a few paces away before kicking out its leg and embedding his hatchet into its skull. Silently AJ worked to free his weapon but paused when he heard the sound of an arrow flying through the air. A muffled thunk made him look to the east of his position to see the walker Willy had shot downfall to the ground, lifeless. Giving a sharp whistle, Willy directed the pitbull’s attention to the right. Rosie immediately spotted the threat and with an audible growl she lunged forward, piercing through the skull of the walker and making blood and brain matter splatter on the ground.

“Good girl,” Willy scratched the top of Rosie’s head who basked in the praise before Willy jogged over to retrieve his arrow.

After making sure the path was clear, they continued forward, always vigilant for more walkers until AJ paused. Faint critter sounds came nearby the first tree where the trap stood. “Do you hear that?” AJ looked over at Willy who nodded.

“Yeah, whatever is making those noises sounds like it’s in pain,” Willy cautiously took a few steps forward to investigate. AJ quickly followed with Rosie right on his tail.

“No, Rosie, stay there,” AJ instructed and waited until the pitbull had listened before going over to join his friend.

The two of them searched for a minute or two until AJ spotted something. His eyes landed on a creature with black and white fur. The white of its fur that covered a portion of its head and went all the way down its back was spotted with red flecks. AJ knelt down to look for any signs of life. He waited a moment until the critter continued to make small sounds as it gave shallow, labored breaths.

“Willy! I found the animal!” AJ called out and heard his friend scamper on over.

Willy looked back the way they had come. “Shit, we need to get it back inside. Ruby can help it!”

AJ nodded and carefully picked up the creature who felt sticky with blood. Silently the two made their way back to Ericson, trying to be as quick and careful as possible.

“What even is it?” AJ studied the creature that was tucked in his arms.

“I think it's a cat,” Willy commented, glancing over briefly. He tried his best to make sure Rosie didn’t get too close.

AJ’s nose scrunched up at the answer. “Really?”

“Yeah,”

“Okay,” AJ had no reason not to believe Willy. Besides, Willy knew tons about animals so he had to be right. AJ immediately grew attached to the creature in his arms. As he ran he tried to think of a name to help convince Clementine when he asked to keep it.

His attention quickly shifted from the animal to making it home safe. Luckily there weren’t too many walkers on the way and Willy and Rosie made quick work of them. As soon as they got back inside the gates they were greeted by Clementine.

“You two got back quick,” Clementine strolled forward followed by Aasim who she had been making plans with for the next caravan trade. Her eyes picked up on the creature resting in AJ’s arms. “What’s that?”

“It’s a cat and it got hurt so we need Ruby,” AJ explained.

Clementine nodded along, “Huh, that’s a weird-looking cat.”

Her answer made Aasim blink in confusion. How could she assume this was a cat when it was clearly a skunk? “Actually it’s a sk-”

Before Aasim could finish his sentence the skunk’s eyes shot open. Immediately the creature tensed up and he gave a warning sound.

“What are you doing, Shiv?” AJ asked as the skunk turned around, facing its backside towards Aasim and Clementine.

“You already named it?” Clementine quirked an eyebrow. She never got a direct answer though as the skunk sprayed them, hissing and stamping its little feet. The smell of spray was overwhelming, making the four who got hit reel in disgust.

“Ew! Shiv farts worse than Willy!” AJ choked on the smell.

“Hey! My farts aren’t this bad!” Willy swatted the air in front of him, trying to get the spray away from his face.

“I was trying to explain that this isn't a cat but a skunk,” Aasim plugged his nose causing his voice to get nasally.

Clementine coughed roughly, trying to speak but someone else beat her to it.

“Good Lord, what is that smell?” Ruby bustled forward, her hand on her baby bump.

“My dove, get back! A skunk sprayed us!” Aasim’s voice was still nasally from his plugged nose which made Louis snort as he strolled forward.

“Why does your voice sound so funny, Aas-” Louis’ nose immediately scrunched in disgust from the smell. “God, did you fart out rotten eggs, Aasim?”

“It wasn’t me, it was the skunk!” Aasim answered with a huff.

“Good heavens, what is that putrid smell?” Prisha walked forward while carrying Zachariah in her good arm and Maisy on her back having just come back from the music room. Allison and Violet weren’t far behind, returning recently from fishing.

“Prisha! You won’t believe it, we found a stinky cat!” Willy beamed. Clearly, the effects of being sprayed had no fighting chance against his optimism.

“That’s a skunk,” Prisha corrected.

“That’s what I was trying to say!” Aasim shook his head.

“Cat, skunk, whatever! It’s hurt!” AJ shouted. “Ruby, you gotta help it!”

“ I’ll do what I can but y’all need to deal with that stank. We have some tomatoes ripening in the greenhouse. I heard my old man talk about how tomatoes helped. If we press them into juice then hopefully we can get the smell off you four,”

“Alright, I can make the tomato juice with Aasim,” Clementine offered.

“Oh, are we taking tomato baths? Then I want Allie’s help!” Willy chimed in.

“Okay,” Allison shrugged with a small smile and wandered off towards the garden with Clementine to help out. Soon everyone worked on ways to help with this situation, each lending a helping hand.

“Hey, Ruby,” Louis called out and walked over to his friend while still carrying Lee Kenny. “Are you sure tomatoes will work?”

“Yeah, my old man was never wrong about his wilderness tips,” Ruby replied, gently carrying the wounded skunk. “Just watch, that stink will be gone in no time. Tomatoes will do the trick!”

They would all soon learn that Ruby’s Pa had been wrong. The smell lingered for weeks.

[ericsonclan]

Perfect To Us

Summary: Allison and Willy work together to find the perfect Christmas tree.

Word Count: 1857

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Allison felt a chill run up her legs as she walked down the small hallway that led to the living room. The apartment had always been shitty when it came to temperature but now that winter had rolled around it was really cold. The heat in the apartment had crapped out late last night which meant that with any luck on their side the super would get it fixed within the next few days. Allison wasn’t holding out on that luck though and instead had gone out with Willy to pick up two small portable heaters for the apartment. One was currently struggling to warm up the bedroom while the other seemed to be doing a good enough job for Bunso who was curled up on the floor. The cat snored softly as his chest slowly rose and fell with his breathing. Some hisses drew Allison’s attention over to Garbage who seemed content with the tiny Santa hat that Willy had put on the possum’s head late last night. The possum sat in her chewed-up bed, staring over blankly at Allison.

“Yeah, yeah, good morning to you too, you little shit,” Allison wandered into the kitchen and searched around, trying to remember where she had put the coffee grounds she had gotten recently. After a few minutes of searching she successfully found them and started to work on getting some coffee ready, praying that the old piece of shit coffee maker would last until after the holidays.

She stared at the coffee maker, listening to it whistle with effort as it churned out what was sure to be half-assed coffee. A loud meow made her look over to see Bunso make his way over. The gray and white cat purred loudly as he continuously tried to get on his hind legs to headbutt against Allison.

“What? You excited for coffee?” Allison asked and received a bright meow in response. Bunso continued to shower Allison with affection until he decided his paws were getting too cold and wandered back to curl by the heater. Allison shook her head goodnaturedly then worked to pour herself a cup of coffee. She looked in the fridge and took out the cartoon of half n half. Twisting off the cap, she sniffed it, pondered for a second then sniffed it again. With a shrug she poured it into her cracked Christmas mug. Eh, it smelled fresh enough for her. Just as she finished up she heard her boyfriend’s lively footsteps in the hallway. Before Allison had a chance to look his way Willy’s hyper voice appeared.

“Allie! Gooood morning!” Willy slid over in his festive green and red socks, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend’s waist as they both awkwardly spun around in the tiny kitchen. The sound of his laughter tickled Allison’s ear causing a soft smile to appear on her lips.

“Morning. Looks like you slept alright?”

“Yep! The bed is chilly without you though so I figured it was time to get up. I bet I slept in a lot!” Willy reached in his pocket and took out his phone to check the time. 6:15 AM. “Well, maybe I didn’t sleep in a lot after all.”

“You don’t have to be up, you can go back to sleep,” Allison offered as she brushed her hands along her boyfriend’s hoodie.

“Mmmm, nope, I’m up now so what do you want for breakfast?” Willy asked as he untangled his arms from his girlfriend and started to poke around the kitchen. The options were limited to put it nicely.

“I don’t care, whatever we have is fine with me. I’m gonna feed Bunso and Garbage,” Allison walked over to grab some wet cat food and other food safe for possums.

“Okay, I’ll whip us up something amazing!” Willy opened up his phone and started up some Christmas music before returning to his task. It was gonna be a killer breakfast for his killer girlfriend.

“Ta-da! Your festive breakfast!” Willy placed down a paper plate that had a few bites worth of scrambled eggs, two slices of bacon and a gingerbread flavored poptart.

“Looks great, babe, thanks,” Allison sat down and let Bunso hop up onto her lap to be a part of the family breakfast. Allison gave the cat some head scratches but paused when she saw that her boyfriend had less food than her.

“You sure that’s enough for you?”

“Hmm? Yep!” Willy grinned then took a sip of the coffee before grimacing. “Nope, still don’t like black coffee.”

“Shit, I guess I used the last of the half and half,” Allison sighed and thought for a minute. Without waiting for her boyfriend’s protests she swapped their coffee mugs then tossed over a piece of bacon onto his plate.

“Allie-”

“It’s fine, you like bacon more than I do and I like black coffee more so it works,” She took a sip of the coffee then started to eat.

Willy knew she would be too stubborn to accept the bacon back so he happily munched on it. “Okay, but next time we fry up bacon you’re gonna have more.”

“Deal,” Allison smiled when she saw her boyfriend’s smile and so the two of them enjoyed their breakfast together. Once that was done Allison worked on the dishes only to shiver when she felt the cold water hit her hands.

“Wait, Allie, you don’t have your reindeer socks and hoodie,”

“Eh, it’s okay,” Allison shrugged but her boyfriend was already off like a shot. WIthin seconds he had returned and was putting her socks on for her.

“Can’t let you get a cold around Christmas. That would suck,” He rose to his feet and helped get the hoodie on his girlfriend.

It took Allison a few seconds to realize it was one of his.

“Oh, shit, I can keep looking for one of your hoodies.”

“No, I like yours. It’s comfy,” Allison disappeared further into the hoodie, feeling a warmth enter her heart.

“Okay, hey so I was thinking that it would be fun to get a Christmas tree soon. I know we don’t have a lot of money but…” Willy looked down at the ground and brushed his foot back and forth for a second.

“Let’s go today,” Allison smiled when she saw how her boyfriend beamed.

“Really?”

“Yeah, we can go now.”

“Okay!” Willy rushed around to grab their shoes, scarves and coats while Allison finished up the dishes.

After a few minutes both of them were preparing to enter the snowy world outside.

“Alright, we’re heading out guys, so don’t try to be too reckless while we’re gone,” Willy picked up Bunso and gave the cat a hug before setting him down. Immediately Bunso curled back by the heater. Garbage didn’t move from her spot at all and gave a blank stare over at Willy. That was a good enough goodbye for Willy and so he headed out hand in hand with Allison.

It wasn’t a super long walk to the nearest spot where they knew Christmas trees were sold. They had figured they’d save some money by walking. Both of them knew that the Christmas tree they could afford would be small enough that it wouldn’t be a burden to carry back to the apartment. As they walked along a happy Christmas tune left Willy’s lips as he bopped his head this way and that. Allison enjoyed watching how happy her boyfriend was and after a few minutes she gently bopped her head along to the tune.

It was a pleasant walk over to their destination, neither of them aware that they had even arrived due to how much they had been enjoying the walk. That was until Willy came screeching to a halt.

“Ooops, it’s back there, Allie!” Willy guided them back over and entered into the lot where a seemingly endless amount of Christmas trees were available for purchase. All of them were looking for the perfect home in which to spend the holidays. Willy and Allison enjoyed looking at all the different types of trees: broad ones, tall ones, odd and peculiar shaped ones. Each and every single one of them were great but their prices were always too steep for the young couple. That was until they made their way to the far back of the lot and Allison spotted a tree hidden among the larger ones.

“Willy, what about that one?” She nudged her boyfriend’s shoulder, gaining his attention. He glanced over and immediately felt a smile spark on his lips.

“It’s perfect!” Willy walked over towards the tree. It was a short, small-looking tree, definitely the runt of the pack. It only had a few flimsy branches that were filled with green pine needles. “It looks like the one in Charlie Brown!” Willy grinned as he gently picked up the little tree.

Allison nodded. It really did look like that, as if the tree had hopped out of the movie and landed right in this lot. “Let’s get it,” Allison walked forward to double check it was within their budget. A relieved smile tugged on her lips when she saw it was.

“Okay!” Willy made sure the tree was tucked safely under his arm then used his free hand to hold Allison’s. The two of them went to find the man in charge of the lot. Once they’d purchased the tree they moseyed on back to their apartment.

“Yep, it’s barely warmer in here,” Allison sighed then went to grab a blanket to make sure that Bunso and Garbage wouldn’t be too cold. While she did that Willy placed the tree in a corner and went to get the few ornaments and one strand of lights they had.

“Hey, Allie! You wanna decorate now?” Willy called out to his girlfriend who wandered back down the short hallway.

“Sure,” She made sure Bunso was happy with his new blanket then tossed the possum’s chewed up blanket over the animal who hissed softly. When that was all done she went to help her boyfriend with the tree. It took no time at all to decorate their tree with two short loops of the lights around the branches. The lights shimmered brightly in red, purple, blue and green. After that both of them took the few ornaments they had and placed them on the tree: a few little red and green orbs, a little bomb ornament that Willy had gotten from Mitch, a cat ornament Allison had gotten from her parents and a rock ornament she had painted in holiday colors. When they were all placed they then topped the tree with a chipped and cheap-looking plastic star.

“There, it’s done” Allison took a step back and looked at the tree with pride.

“Yeah, it looks amazing!” Willy hugged his girlfriend from behind, his arms securely around her shoulders. Allison placed her hands on her boyfriend’s arms and leaned back to rest her head against his chest as both of them looked down at their tree. To others it might not be anything special but to them it was. To them it was perfect.

[ericsonclan]

Got a Shutterfly coupon from a friend and decided to use it to make a look book of some of our favorite TWDG commissions so far! We’ve been lucky enough to commission so many talented artists over these past two years such as @emcdraws @spanimator @harveytxt @bonecrypt @kelseymichikoart and others on IG like lovelymiku_artworks and satelitte_souls_. It’s so wonderful having a collection of all these beloved artworks in one place 🥰 Many thanks to the artists!

[ericsonclan]

Got a new display shelf for the TWDG Funkos at Target! I hope to pick up another cuz they all look so stinkin’ cute 🥰 Still gotta make Tenn and James sometime soon!

[ericsonclan]

Once a Thief….

Summary: Willy opens up to Mitch and tells him some news that shocks him.

Word Count: 2000+

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Mitch stood there, unsure whether to believe this was true or not. There, standing before him, was Willy who he’d thought to be dead.

“Mitch? Hello?” Willy waved a hand in front of his older brother’s face when suddenly he was tackled with a hug. Mitch held onto him tightly, his arms clutching his brother’s back, afraid that if he loosened his hold for a single second he would disappear. Willy immediately returned the hug, embracing his brother who was now shorter than him. The pair of brothers held onto each other, letting the seconds turn into minutes before pulling apart.

“How the hell- You fucking got shot, I saw it!” MItch shook his head as he tried to figure out how this all made sense.

“Yeah, I did,” Willy lifted up his shirt with a grin, revealing a few scars from buckshot. “I wasn’t really sure how I survived either. Last thing I remember is trying my best to hold onto your hand and then nothing. I woke up in an orphanage that wouldn’t let me leave. Tried escaping a few times but never succeeded,” Willy scratched his little goatee for a second. “So I waited till I was old enough and left, searched for a while and after a few years found you,” Willy’s smile remained even though his eyes looked a bit sad recalling his tale.

“If I had known, if I had any fucking clue, I would’ve come after you,” Mitch looked into his brother’s eyes. Both sets of them seemed to hold a level of sadness.

“I know, but it's okay - I found you!” Willy clapped Mitch on the back.

Mitch immediately hooked his arm around Willy’s head, pulling it down to ruffle his hair. “You sure fucking did!” Mitch led the way outside and soon the two brothers were sitting on a bench catching up on anything and everything. Mitch immediately told a tale from his treasure hunting days. Willy was completely enraptured by the story Mitch was telling: how he woke up in the rain dangling off a mountain in the Himalayas, unsure how the hell he was going to get out of that mess. With each turn of the story Willy’s eyes grew larger and he gasped at intense parts. Before they knew it the sun had risen, its lights dancing upon the water when Mitch wrapped up his long ass story.

“So yeah, I got none of that treasure. Well, except for a few trinkets. Ended up retiring and settling down, bought a house, have two kittens, a wife-” Mitch paused, his eyes widening. “Holy shit! You gotta meet Brody! She’s the girl who was in that story. She saved my ass way too many fucking times for me to keep track off. I’ll give her a call and we can take a sick day,”

“Okay!” Willy gave a big smile and watched as Mitch dialed up Brody.

“Brodes? You’re never gonna believe this….”

Brody sat there, dumbfounded in front of an overwhelming pile of pancakes she had frantically made when she heard that her husband's dead brother was somehow alive.

She thought it would be awkward and it really was at first but quickly she bonded with Willy, completely absorbing every story he told of his and Mitch’s past. Mitch begged him to skip the embarrassing ones but it seemed to fall on deaf ears as Willy told story after story while Oreo napped on his lap. Mitch grumbled and groaned during story time as Brody’s warm laughter filled the air. He continued to act annoyed by all the tales but a smile on his lips betrayed his true feelings of how happy he was. Willy was alive and he was meeting Brody. It felt like everything was perfect.

Soon the three of them settled down to spend the day playing video games together and continuing to catch up until it was well into the night. Willy and Mitch sat outside on the front porch sipping their hot cocoas with an overabundance of marshmallows when suddenly Willy said something that made MItch nearly choke on his chocolatey drink.

“You remember the treasure of Henry Avery?”

Mitch held his burnt tongue for a moment then answered. “Yeah, it was that stupid treasure hunt that I thought got you killed. Why?” He glanced over at his younger brother, trying to study his face in the darkness of the evening.

Willy was quiet for a bit, his fingers tracing the rim of the mug of cocoa again and again until he finally responded. “I wasn’t a hundred percent truthful with you,” Willy took a deep breath. “After I got shot I woke up in the orphanage and everything was fine until I got out. Until Mary found me,”

That name sent Mitch’s heart into a tightened panic, his guard immediately going up.

“Turns out she was the one to patch me up but she had a price for it. She wanted the treasure of Henry Avery,” Willy didn’t bother to drink his cocoa. “She said I had three months to find the spot where the treasure was hidden or she’d slit my throat and she’d find you and kill you too. So I agreed and she let me go and I started researching and found this,” Willy held up a scrap of paper.

Mitch instantly took it, glancing behind his back to see if Brody could see them before studying the paper. It was an item on sale at a black market auction, the very same artifact they had hidden away from Tomas all those years ago. It was a simple crafted trinket with the words “Join me in Paradise” written in Latin. Avery’s sigil was hidden at the base.

“Willy, how the hell did you find this?” Mitch held up the scrap of paper to his brother’s face. “It doesn’t even fucking matter because the last time we found a trinket like this it was empty, no clue.”

“This one is intact though,” Willy tapped on the piece of paper, drawing Mitch’s eyes to that detail.

“Holy shit,” Mitch whispered, a small smile appeared on his face at the idea of finding pirate treasure before reality hit him. “Willy, we don’t have the funds to buy this and it’s on the fucking black market,” “I know, that's why we’re gonna steal it,” Willy gave a short smile that instantly faded away. “It’s my only shot of making it out alive. I want your help, but you have a family and-” Willy paused when he felt Mitch’s grip on his shoulder.

“You’re my family too. We’re in this together, okay?”

Willy studied Mitch’s eyes for a second then nodded. Sharing a quick smile, Mitch then tried to figure out how the hell he was going to spin this to Brody. After a few minutes he came up with a plan and opened the door. “Brodes, you won’t fucking believe this. My boss called - he got the permits for that job in Malaysia….”

Willy stared through the binoculars at the giant mansion before him. It was surrounded by the Italian landscape and a beautiful vineyard. Tons of cars filled the courtyard in front where a large marble fountain stood. One by one some of the world’s most dangerous criminals exited their vehicles. “You sure it was a good idea not to invite Brody?” Willy look over at his older brother. “You said she saved your ass a bunch,”

“Yeah, but this is too dangerous. Besides she’s a civilian now, not a treasure hunter,” Mitch unzipped his top to reach his tux and loosen his bow tie.

“So are you,” Willy pointed out, causing MItch to pause.

“Yeah, but I’m making an exception. Just keep an eye out for Tripp’s signal,” Mitch grumbled as he pulled at his bowtie.

“Okay,” Willy turned his attention back to the mansion. “Tripp sounds cool,”

“Yeah, he’s a fucking badass. You’re gonna get along great with him,” Mitch smiled at Willy who looked back and returned the gesture. After another minute of staring at the mansion he saw the flickering light one for the taller rooms.

“There it is!” Willy handed over the binoculars and Mitch took a look.

“Heh, he’s come through again. Come on, time to climb,” Mitch put away the binoculars and took out the grappling hook attached to a rope. Willy immediately followed after his brother who soon found a beam to use. “Want first dibs?”

“Yeah!” Willy snatched up the grappling hook and spun around the hook again and again. “I’m gonna  be a pro!” He exclaimed, tossing it far and completely missing the mark.

Mitch smirked at that, making Willy frown. “You were saying?”

“That was just to show you how not to throw it,”

“Mmhmm,” Mitch’s smirk remained while Willy tossed the grappling hook again. This time he successfully hooked it and with a leap swung around towards the rocks below the mansion. His fingers soon clutched onto a thin ledge-like rock and he began to shimmy towards the next one. Mitch grabbed the rope attached to the hook and swung over as well, landing roughly against the wall. With a quick tug he undid the hook and continued forward. The two brothers worked well together, making sure to time jumps and hook tosses, swinging from section to section and catching each other when there were close calls. With each jump, risk and awkward landing they made it closer and closer to the window. On the way there Willy gradually caught up with Mitch until they finally reached the window. Hopping inside, Mitch walked through the dark room when suddenly a voice appeared.

“You two sure took your goddamn time,”

A light turned on and revealed Tripp in a tux. His platinum blond hair was highlighted by it as he gave a smile. “I don’t know if I should feel happy or pissed that a big guy like me easily got in,”

“We didn’t even take that long,” Mitch grumbled and hopped on one foot as he got his jumper off that was used to keep his tux clean. After he was free he walked forward and gave Tripp a hug.

“Nice to see you again too,” Tripp let go of the hug. “This your brother?” He nodded over towards WIlly who was on the floor, struggling to get his jumper off, his body doing little circles until he was successful.

Willy stood up for a moment and stared at Tripp before speaking. “Hi,”

“Hey,” Tripp looked between the two brothers. “Well shit, how does it feel being the shorter of the Baker brothers?” Tripp ruffled Mitch’s hair with a teasing smile.

Immediately Mitch whacked his hand away. “Whatever, it's no big deal,”

“Says the sulking man,”

“Shut up,” Mitch angrily kicked the couch then stole a random collector’s coin from the desk.

“That isn’t the item we’re after,” Willy pointed out.

“I know that! I’m just stealing it because I feel like it,”

Tripp laughed at Mitch’s pouty face which made his frown deepen.

“Let’s just start this fucking job,”

“Alright, alright,” Tripp strolled forward and led the way. “Don’t gotta act like someone pissed in your oatmeal,” He led the way through the door and motioned at the auction down below. “Someone paid to switch the order which means we’re on a tighter schedule,”

“Shit,” Mitch cursed then reached for the map of the mansion in his pocket. Glancing around to make sure no one was paying attention he guided them over to a table and laid out the map. “We’re gonna have to cut the lights,”

“But that's only gonna buy us a few seconds with the backup generators this place has. We can’t grab the artifact at that time unless…” Willy’s eyes grew large when he spotted a waiter. “A waiter could get near the auction table and no one would suspect a thing,”

“Meaning we could grab the item when the lights are out. Smart thinking, kid,”

Willy beamed at Tripp’s praise.

“Alright, I’ll get a waiter’s uniform. Willy, you cut the lights,” Mitch instructed and Willy nodded.

“And what about me?” Tripp asked, looking at the treasure hunter.

“I don’t know, stand in the crowd, look pretty, or at least as pretty as an old fossil can look,” Mitch had a smug, teasing expression on his face.

“Y’know you’re still the same little shit I’ve known for all these years. Glad some things don’t change,” Tripp shook his head good naturedly. “Shit, one more thing before we split off,” Tripp held out his hand with earpieces. Quickly the brothers snagged them and placed them in their ears. “To make sure this doesn’t turn into a shitshow.”

Mitch and Willy nodded and soon they split off from Tripp. Strolling down the stairs they soon discovered the doors they needed to get through were locked. But with a simple pickpocketing that Willy was far too proud of they were able to get the doors open. It didn’t take long before the brothers split up as well. Willy gave a panicked yelp and accidentally knocked out a waiter, unintentionally helping Mitch reach his goal.

“Be careful,” Mitch locked eyes with Willy as he scampered up a wall like a tiny woodland creature.

“I will,” Willy nodded then waved goodbye and was off. Leaping from small rooftop to small rooftop in the garden courtyards, Willy slipped past the guards. His careful footwork and well -timed moves made it easy for him to slip by. Shimmying up a pipe and using another to swing across a large gap Willy was well on his way to cutting the lights. He just hoped that everything was going smoothly for the other two.

Tripp stood in the crowd, sticking out like a sore thumb due to his immense height when he suddenly spotted Mitch strolling by, yanking on his shirt collar as he struggled to pretend to be a waiter. The two shared a look then Mitch was off to get into position. Tripp watched him for a minute until a voice drew his attention.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Tripp,” Justin strode forward, a girl with dark eyes following close behind. Based on her aura it was clear to Tripp that she was a gun for hire. Her black hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail and she had a tricky face to read thanks to her stoicness.

“Justin, you’re here. Haven’t seen you since you cut ties with Mitch due to that old pirate treasure,” Tripp smiled but his words caused Justin to frown.

“Yeah, he was a little bitch anyways, especially after his brother bit the bullet. Anyways, what are you doing here?” Justin looked up into Tripp’s eyes.

“I’m here to buy some stolen shit, same as you,” Tripp remained friendly as Justin’s eyes remained on him.

“No, how did you find out about the artifact?”

Tripp laughed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Maybe you had a few too many drinks and-”

“Cut the bullshit, old man!” Justin whacked the drink out of Tripp’s hand. “Where is he? Baker.” “How the hell would I know? Haven’t seen him in years,” Tripp stayed calm yet his eyes burned with annoyance.

Justin frowned at him, not fully buying his words. He whispered something to the gun for hire who looked fairly young to be here, no older than Willy. The girl nodded and soon disappeared into the crowd. Justin’s eyes wandered back to Tripp when suddenly the caller started the auction. Justin immediately stormed away, leaving Tripp with a  bad taste in his mouth.

“He’s a moody son of a bitch, huh?”

“Yep, a certified asshole,” Mitch whispered into his earpiece. “How’s it going, Willy?”

“Almost there, just gotta-” An alarmed cry appeared on Willy’s side of the line.

“Willy? Willy!” Mitch hissed, his eyes dancing with concern.

“I’m okay! Just broke a pipe and almost ripped my pants but I didn’t so that’s good.”

“It is,” Tripp gave a sigh of relief. “Are you almost at the generator, kid?”

“Yep, just buy me a few minutes,” Willy’s voice crackled in the earpieces.

“Okay,” Tripp nodded, then turned his attention to the auction. The coveted item they wanted was up for auction and Justin was viciously outbidding everyone. Tripp had to buy some time though so he raised up his auction card again and again and again, aggravating Justin. The minutes crawled by. With each one Justin grew increasingly more pissed until Willy’s voice reappeared in the earpieces.

“Okay, I’m at the generator. Ready?”

“Just about, let me ruin this little shit smear’s day first,” Tripp gave a smile and pretended to give up on the bidding, making Justin think the trinket was his. Slowly Justin walked forward with a smug air of superiority. “Now, kid,” Tripp instructed and within seconds the entire mansion went pitch black. The crowd was startled.

“Don’t worry, the backup generators will be on shortly,” The auction caller reassured. Soon enough she was proven right as the lights came back on only for the lady to gasp loudly when she realized the item up for auction had been stolen. “How the hell!?!? If everyone would remain calm, we will start the auction up again shortly.”

Justin’s eyes grew large in shock, unsure how the hell this had happened until he noticed Tripp heading towards the door. WIth a scowl he pushed his way through the crowd and after the tall man. “Fucking move, get out of my goddamn way! Stop that man!” Justin cried out but no one listened.

Chaos erupted from the crowd and soon armed men were scouring the area for the thief. Mitch tried his best to not get caught but with a rocky step he revealed his spot, dangling on the side of the building.

“There! Hey you, stop!” A guard called out and soon more were on their way.

Mitch sighed internally; of course things went to shit. Releasing his grip on the side of the building he cocked his fist back and threw a punch as he landed on the man. Guess it was time to shoot his way out of trouble… again.

As the gunfire rang out across the courtyards Willy slipped into a room that looked like some rich dude’s study. Carefully tiptoeing forward Willy reached to open the door when suddenly the doorknob turned and the door creaked open, revealing a girl with dark eyes and tanned skin.

“Who are you?” Her eyes grew suspicious.

“Me? I’m just the janitor,” Willy smiled then gestured towards his suit. “I love feeling fancy! Whelp, those toilets won’t scrub themselves. Excuse me,” He tried to slip by her but she immediately pushed him back into the room.

“Justin said to keep an eye out for anyone suspicious. Did you steal the auction item?” Her stoic eyes latched onto Willy’s.

He had to play it dumb. That way he could avoid a fight. Besides, he was a gentleman so he couldn’t hit a lady. “There’s an auction happening here?!?”

His attempt at being dumb had backfire as the girl quickly closed the door, blocking it. Willy tried to think of a new idea as fast as he could when suddenly Mitch’s voice appeared in his ear surrounded by gunfire.

“Yeah, how do you like getting your asses shot at!” Mitch laughed loudly then turned his attention to another conversation. “Willy, I really need some help here. There’s so many and-” Mitch was abruptly cut off by the sound of gunfire.

“Mitch! Hey, Mitch?” Willy yelled, his worry palpable and his focus entirely on his brother’s safety.

So much so that he failed to notice the flicker in the girl’s eyes when she heard the name Mitch. If this guy was attached to that treasure hunter, then she had to stop him.

“Mitch, I’m on my way so just hold on,” Willy spoke back into the earpiece and was about to say more but couldn’t when the gun for hire kicked him in the gut and sent him tumbling over the desk. “Ow, what the hell was that for? All because I didn’t know about the auction?” Willy rubbed his backside as he got up.

“You’re going after the treasure, aren’t you?” The girl saw the movement in Willy’s eyes, that was a telltale sign that she was right. “I can’t let you leave then.”

“Wait,” Willy blocked attack after attack but soon got thrown against the bookshelf. “I can’t hit a girl!”

“Give me the auction item and you won’t have to!” The gun for hire raised her leg up and sent it crashing down towards Willy’s face. With a frantic move he crossed his arms and blocked the attack.

“I told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Willy backstepped and dodged another attack but soon fell into the trap of another. With a well-timed kick the girl sent him flying back, shattering a window and falling down. Her eyes shimmered with concern for a second as she heard Willy’s cry and she ran forward just in time to see Willy grab a nearby flag and safely find a bar to hold onto. The gun for hire watched him for a moment, relief appearing in her expression but soon it became clouded by her frustrations at a failed job.

“Willy! Willy! You okay?” Mitch’s frantic voice appeared in his brother’s ear.

“Holy shit! I just ran into the coolest girl! She totally kicked my ass!” Willy smiled as he swung from bar to bar.

“That’s great, now can you help me? My ass is about to be filled with lead if you don’t hurry!” “I’m on my way!” Willy swung back and forth on the bar a few times to get the height he needed for this risky jump. With a small ‘hyup’ sound he launched himself into the air and grabbed onto a flag. But his weight soon proved too much and the flag holder snapped, causing him to come zooming down and crash through a window. Willy tucked and rolled right into cover behind an overturned table. Shaking his head animatedly, little shards of glass flew everywhere.

“Holy shit! That’s one way to make a fucking entrance,” Mitch smiled over at his brother and tossed him a gun.

“Thanks! Willy made sure there was a bullet in the chamber then provided some cover fire that was sloppy at best. Still it helped Mitch out enough that he could roll into the next cover and then the next before punching a man in the gut and throwing him on top of another guard. He soon created some cover fire of his own and Willy tucked and rolled some more, finding himself in front of a guard.

Wrestling with the guard, the two struggled to get the AK-47 out of the guard’s hands until Willy sent a devastating blow to the man’s crotch and stole the gun. With a hit to the side of the head Willy then aimed up at the chandelier and shot at the chains holding it up. The bullets pierced through it at a fortunate moment and it fell just as more guards tried to advance on the Baker brothers.

Seeing the giant chandelier falling down, the guards retreated for a moment giving MItch and WIlly the opportunity to sprint outside. Both of them shared a proud smile and fist bumped until they noticed that there were more guards outside. Sliding into cover the brothers were unsure how to progress when a car barrelled down the courtyard and by the large fountain. Tripp emerged from the car, making Mitch and Willy wonder how a unit of  a man fit in that type of car before he sent out a hail of bullets to scare away the guards for a few seconds.

“It turned into a shitstorm!”

“It always does!” Mitch replied as he held his head down and ran alongside Willy.

“True! Well, I brought you a limousine to drive us to our five star hotel,” Tripp quipped as he threw a brick that shattered completely against a guard’s face. Tripp wrapped his arms around another man’s neck and squeezed to the point of making him pass out. Willy and Mitch quickly got into the car that definitely wasn't a limousine. What it was though was riddled with bullets. Once the brothers were inside Tripp sent one more line of gunfire to the guards then got in and drove off, tearing through the grassy lawn to get to a quick escape.

The gun for hire watched the car drive off, her stoic eyes studying the license plate as best she could from a distance. She stared at the car in silence until it disappeared. Suddenly the doors behind her slammed open.

“You useless piece of shit!” Justin grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. “I hired your sorry ass because you were supposed to be good at your job! One of the best! But instead you let them get away!”

“It won’t happen again,” The girl bit back her frustration and let her stoic expression remain the same.

“It better not because if you fail again, you’ll deeply regret it. I know your weakness, Allison Sumaya,” Justin leaned forward, his hot breath brushing against Allison’s ear as he spoke. “I’d hate to make you an orphan,”

Those words stung Allison’s heart but her impassivity remained the same. Still, deep within her eyes fear shone. She couldn’t mess up again; next time she would succeed. She had to.

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Be Mine Valentine

Summary: Willy wants to make sure his first Valentine's Day with Allison goes well.

Word Count: 1743

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Willy could feel his excitement radiating through his body. It was finally the day: Valentine’s Day. And for the first time ever he actually had a girlfriend to celebrate it with. He had spent days wracking his brain over what to do when he landed on what he thought was the perfect balance. Knowing Allison she probably wasn’t expecting anything besides maybe him telling her happy Valentine’s day, but Willy wasn’t settling for that. He had used the money from his part-time job and bought her a single red rose and her favorite chocolates. Sure, these chocolates weren’t cheap but Willy really wanted to show Allison how much he cared about her.

Putting the flower and chocolates in his bag and zipping it up, Willy went over his plan. “Okay, go to Allie’s favorite tree at lunch, hand over the chocolates and then Garbage will deliver the flower.” Willy’s eyes widened when it clicked what he was missing. “Garbage!” He looked around and soon found the possum sleeping happily on the small chewed-up pillow that acted as her bed.

“Okay, enough sleepy time, you’re coming to school with me,” Willy picked up Garbage who let out a hiss of disagreement but soon settled in his arms. “Oh, but Mom won’t let me. Hmmm…” Willy tilted his head up and closed his eyes so he could help envision a plan that would make this work. After a minute a toothy grin appeared on his lips and he looked down at his pet. “Wanna take a ride in my backpack?”

Garbage's hiss made it clear she didn’t; she wasn’t going anywhere but back to her pillow.

Willy jogged towards the school, causing Garbage to bounce in his bag. He had to find the perfect spot to hide Garbage until it was time. Using every possible second he could, Willy set out in search of a hiding place. As his spare minutes dwindled, inspiration struck Willy. The tree where he’d meet Allison had a hole in it, the perfect hidey-hole. Immediately he booked it over to the tree. Garbage hissed as Willy stuffed her body into the hole in the tree but he prevailed, desperate to get this done in time.

“Come on, Garbage, this is meant to be! Or should I say meant to tree . Get it?” Willy smiled but all he got were angry sounds in response. However, after a second the possum didn’t seem to mind the small closed-off space. It was warm and quiet so to her it was perfect. As Willy ran off she settled down for a nice, long nap with no interruptions.

That was until Willy picked her up again.

“Okay, it's showtime, Garbage!” Willy hid the possum in his hoodie then booked it outside. He sidestepped a teacher, trying to act as normal as possible.

“Hey, Willy,” Tenn gave a friendly wave over to his best friend. He paused when he noticed something wiggling around in Willy’s hoodie. “Umm, what are you hiding?”

“My Valentine’s surprise for Allie! Can’t talk now, I’ll see you after school for the club meeting!” Willy gave a wave and dashed off before Tenn could even respond. He was laser-focused on the task at hand and as soon as he got to the tree he freed Garbage. Holding the possum up to eye level, he had a serious talk with her.

“Okay, Garbage, this is a really important day for me. I wanna make it special for Allie, so you need to do me one favor,” He gently placed down the possum who seemed more confused by the new setting than anything else. Suddenly Willy stuffed a rose in Garbage’s mouth. It was a good thing he remembered to get rid of the thorns on it last night. The last thing he would want is to hurt Garbage. “Alright, as soon as Allie shows up, you’re gonna trot over and- Garbage, no!”

Willy watched in horror as his pet munched on the rose while staring blankly off into space. She was in her happy place. This wasn’t happening; Willy had worked so hard and now Garbage was thinking this was her Valentine’s gift, not Allie’s. He had to fix this before his girlfriend showed up.

Allison casually strolled down the hallway, her hood drawn up so no one would bug her. Willy had asked to meet her at her favorite tree at lunch. At first, she couldn’t figure out why until she remembered it was Valentine’s Day. It had completely slipped her mind and now she felt shitty that she didn’t have any plans besides maybe sneaking out to the park in the evening and feeding some pigeons with Willy. He’d loved it, but Allison still felt like she wasn’t being the best girlfriend. There was nothing to do about that now though. After a minute she brushed away her thoughts and refocused on making it to the tree. Before she reached it though she heard her boyfriend’s voice.

“No, Garbage, that’s Allie’s flower!”

Allison looked over to see Willy wrestling with Garbage. The possum was hissing furiously, clearly not wanting to part with the rose. But Willy wasn’t giving up. After a determined struggle he successfully freed the flower from the possum’s iron grip.

“Hey, Willy,” Allison casually strolled over and saw her boyfriend’s eyes shimmer happily when he spotted her.

“Allie!” He ran forward, sweeping her up into a hug and twirling her around for a second. After letting go he held out a chewed up, sad-looking rose with possum saliva on it. “Happy Valentine’s Day!” he beamed.  

Allison felt her heart flutter at that, a soft, warm smile pulling on the corners of her lips as she accepted the gift. Silently she got on her tiptoes and captured Willy’s lips in a tender kiss.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. Sorry, I don’t have a gift for you yet but I will,” Allison looked down at the beaten up rose then back up at her boyfriend. The dorky smile still hadn’t left his lips.

“That’s okay! I’m just happy that I get to celebrate it with you! Oh, I also got you these,” Willy knelt down and unzipped his backpack. Pulling out the chocolates he accidentally tipped over the bag, giving Garbage the perfect new hiding spot to use. “Ta-da! I got you your favorite chocolates too!”

Allison’s eyes widened at that. Taking the box of chocolates she opened it, revealing that the contents had melted.

“Oh no! Shit!” Willy groaned and tilted his head back in frustration. “They must’ve melted in my bag,”

“I like melted chocolate,” Allison’s smile grew when she saw Willy’s happiness return.

“That’s good,” He grinned, then reached out and held Allison’s hand. Immediately Willy went on and on about how he had worked on his Valentine’s plan and Allison listened quietly. Her head rested against his arm as the cool breeze rolled by. It felt amazing being with Willy.

After some time had passed lunch break was over so they went back inside.

“Hey, let’s go see a movie tonight, my treat,” Allison offered.

Willy looked over at his girlfriend with a smile. “Really? Yeah! Let’s do it!” He swung their joined hands and the couple talked excitedly about their plans. “Oh, should I pick you up?” “Nah, I’ll meet you there, still haven't told my moms that I’m dating yet so it will be easier this way,”

“Oh, okay,” Willy seemed like he wanted to say something but didn’t.

“It’s because they’ll tease me a lot. But I’ll tell them.”

“That’s okay, just tell them when you’re ready,” Willy pressed a kiss to Allison’s cheek then went his separate way to class.

The rest of the day went by really quickly and once it was done Allison immediately made her way to the parking lot where she saw Violet and Prisha waiting. The two of them were talking happily, clearly excited for their Valentine’s Day date they had been planning for a while. It wasn’t until Allison was close that they noticed her.

“Hey, Allie, good day at school?” Violet gave a soft smile over to her daughter.

“Yeah, it was nice,” Allison readjusted her backpack, causing the rose to poke out of it. That immediately caught Violet and Prisha’s attention.

“Is that a rose?” Prisha walked forward and examined it. Allison swore internally. Well, guess now was the time she was telling.

“Yeah, I got it from my boyfriend,”

“Boyfriend!” Prisha’s eyes widened with surprise, Violet’s were just as big. “When were you going to tell us this?”

Allison shrugged and moved to the car. “When I felt like it,”

“So, who is it?” Violet entered the car and looked back in the rearview mirror at her kid.

“Him,” Allison pointed over at Willy who was trying to get Tenn to hold Garbage.

“Holy shit, you’re dating Willy?” A smile appeared on Violet’s lips. “I knew you liked him,”

“Shut up,” Allison hid her face, hoping she wasn’t blushing.

“So, he gave you a rose on Valentine’s Day,” Prisha joined in, looking back at her daughter.

“Chocolates too,” Allison mumbled. T hat made her parents even more invested in this whole thing. They kept going on and on, teasing Allison and getting caught up in the excitement of everything. With each passing second, Allison’s face grew warmer and she tossed on her hood to hide.

“Alright, alright, let's give her a break,” Violet quickly turned the key in the ignition.

“Right, of course. One last question though: do you have plans for a date tonight because we would need to coordinate then,”

“I’m taking him to the movies and I can find my own ride,” Allison mumbled. She noticed the slight worry in Prisha’s eyes. “I’ll text you when I get there and when I get home so it's fine,”

“Alright,” Prisha’s shoulders relaxed.

“You know what we need to do, Prish?” Violet glanced over at her wife.

“What?”

“We need to invite Willy over and have him pass a test or some shit to give him a hard time about not telling us he was dating Allison,”

“No, don’t,” Allison objected but it was too late.

“Yes, let’s do that,” Prisha smiled and soon she and Violet were stuck on this new idea, making the car ride feel like an eternity for Allison. Still, she couldn’t help but smile when she looked down at the chewed-up rose. She couldn't wait to see Willy again.

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The Curse of Ankles

Summary: Mitch and Violet go to a port town for some shopping when they realize that they've been here before.

Word Count:4358

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“A little bit more to the right,” Louis called out to Brody as she navigated Ol’ Kickass to the port. Giving small swears here and there, she turned the wheel and watched the rest of the crew getting the ship prepared for docking. After a few tense minutes of making sure she didn’t scrape the hull against the dock, Brody had successfully navigated the ship to a safe anchoring in port. The auburn pirate gave a shaky breath but was taken out of her relief and worry when she felt an arm hook around the back of her neck.

“Great going, Brody! A true piratey way of docking!” Louis grinned towards his friend. Brody returned the smile even though she wasn’t sure exactly what Louis meant by that.

“By ‘piratey’ do you mean almost messing up five times?” Brody looked out at the crew who were all excited to finally be on land again.

“Nah, I meant that you went about it with a pirate’s heart, never giving up!” Louis smiled proudly over at Brody who wasn’t sure what to say to that. “Thanks, I guess. I could get better at it though,”

“Yeah, but you didn’t crash the ship and that's what counts,” Louis continued to talk with Brody and the conversation took a turn to another topic.

While the two conversed the rest of the crew was deciding who would go out and sell the produce and trade and who would get to enjoy checking out this new port town. Although as the seconds passed Aasim could’ve sworn they had been here before.

“What’s wrong, Pookie?” Ruby appeared beside her husband, her hand gently taking his before she lifted it up and placed a small kiss on it.

“Hmm? Oh, nothing serious or urgent. I just feel like we’ve been to this place before but I can’t remember why we would stop here.” Aasim looked out at the port town, trying to recall the past memories associated with it but nothing was coming to mind.

“Well, don’t stress about it. I’m sure whatever we came here for was probably good or just a standard stop. Y’know, medical supplies, more food, a sea shanty or two for our dramatic captain.” Ruby reassured her love as her thumb brushed against the top of his hand.

“Louis does love his sea shanties.” Aasim gave a smile over at Ruby “Yeah, you’re probably right. I’m going to go back to the cartography room. Wanna join me?”

“That sounds nice. I just need to grab some of my medical supplies to make some more bandages. I’ll be back in two shakes of a lamb’s tail,” She got up on her tiptoes and stole a kiss that Aasim couldn't describe as anything less than fiery. Squeezing his hand, Ruby let go and walked off towards the stairs that led below deck. Aasim watched for a moment, his heart pounding in his ears before he glanced around, noticing that the groups assigned to go into town had been made.

Sophie and Omar were set to get supplies while Mitch and Violet were going to head out to get some time away from the cramped areas of the ship. Everything would be okay - that was the thought that went through Aasim’s mind to push back the inkling of restlessness he felt. He wasn’t sure why he was feeling like that but regardless he was about to have some time with his wife and get to work on the map. Everything else, including his worry, would just have to wait.

Violet worked to make sure her coin pouch was secured around her belt. Last thing she needed was to have an incident like Marlon had and lose her ducats while walking along the docks. She was entirely focused on that, using her limited sight to finish tying the last knot when suddenly she felt an arm wrap around her waist. The action surprised her for a moment but she soon recognized that it was Prisha. Instantly she melted into the hug and turned her head to steal a kiss.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” Prisha nuzzled her face against her wife’s neck for a moment then pressed a tender kiss to it. The romantic gesture made Violet’s heartbeat soar and she tried to get her face to stop heating up.

“It’s fine. Here to see me off?” Violet turned around so she was face to face with Prisha.

“Yes, I figured I’d say it now before I spar with Allison and Willy. They wish to see if I can hold my own against both of them.” Prisha’s voice had a playful, confident edge to it.

“You think you can take them?” Violet tilted her head back to look up at her wife.

“I think I have a chance. Anyways, I should let you go. Be safe,” Prisha leaned down and captured Violet’s lips in a soft kiss.

“Always,”

With that Violet was off, searching for Mitch who was busy saying his goodbyes to Brody.

“I’ll be back soon, Brodes.” Mitch smiled at his wife as he held her close in his arms.

“Okay. Don’t get into any stupid fights, alright?” Brody looked up at Mitch who gave a determined nod.

“I won’t,”

“Good,” Brody got on her toes and stole a kiss then another, and then one last one.

“If you want to just spend the day smooching your wife, I can go by myself. There’s some free hammocks below decks.”

Violet’s voice made the two pull back, both overwhelmed by her words.

“No, I’m coming with you,” Mitch responded and gave Brody’s hand a quick squeeze before heading down the walkway to the docks. “Really, Vi? You had to interrupt then,”

“I want to go to town,” Violet shrugged, her eye scanning the area before her as best she could.

“Whatever, it's not like you don’t spend the whole day wanting to kiss Prisha,” Mitch’s words brought him a jab to the side. “Ow, what the fuck? I’m right!”

“Whatever,” Violet grumbled and hid her face, not wanting her childhood friend to see that those words had gotten to her.

Soon the two switched the conversation to a new topic and casually made their way through the town square. There different vendors were trying to get them to buy their wares or food. Some were focused on selling information and others seemed keen on getting them to drop a load of ducats for a tattoo. Neither Mitch or Violet wanted that though seeing as they both already had tattoos that they were content with. The intricate skull and crossbones tattoo on Violet’s arm shone warmly in the sun while some of Mitch’s were prominent and others like the one on his back shoulder hidden.

Nothing was really peaking their interest when it came to shopping, all of it looked like the same stuff they would find in any port town. Suddenly a voice called out to them, speaking words that intrigued them.

“Step right this way and learn of the forbidden items I have for sale!”

Mitch immediately gravitated over to the booth at that and started to look at the wares. Violet soon joined him, her eye spotting nothing that unusual or illegal. There were some sort of vials of liquid, a shiny stone and…

Violet picked up the item, holding it closer to her face. Was this an anklet?

“Ah, our most forbidden item,” The seller rubbed their hands together impatiently. “We have many designs but don’t tell others that you bought it here,” They gave an overexaggerated wink that made Mitch’s nose scrunch up in confusion.

“What the fuck? Why? It's just some shitty anklet,”

“Shhhh!” The vendor waved their hands about. “First off, my anklets are all top quality. That one there has stones that came from the stars themselves! Second, it is an extremely forbidden item thanks to the rules of this port town,” They huffed loudly. Mitch still thought they were full of shit but Violet, while not believing a word of what the seller was saying, was too lost in the beauty of the anklet. It would look amazing on Prisha and the vendor had said it came from the stars; it felt too fitting to pass up.

“I’ll take it,”

Violet’s words made the vendor gasp with joy.

“For half price,

The vendor frowned at that, giving a long sigh. “I have a business to run,”

“Okay, I’ll leave then,” Violet was about to put down the anklet and walk away when the seller panicked.

“Wait! Fine! How about you buy that along with two of the simpler ones for the original full price of that anklet,”

Mitch and Violet shared a smug smile.

“Deal,” Violet shook their hand then let Mitch pick the other two anklets. Once the purchase was made they sat in the town square’s center and looked at their purchases. They had gone with a really simple pearl colored anklet as well as a large one that looked to be made out of gold but both knew that wasn’t the case.

“So, what do we do with these?” Mitch held up the anklets.

“You can have them. I’m sure Brody would like the pearl one. You can just keep the golden one for yourself,” Violet suggested, her eye still focused on the one she got for Prisha. A small, excited smile pulled on the corners of her lips while she looked at it.

Mitch’s ears perked at his friend’s words. “Holy shit! That’s a great idea! Brodes will love it, plus I’m gonna look so badass with this gold one on!” He quickly worked to get the anklet on his foot. It was a bit of a struggle, a sight which was entertaining for Violet as she did nothing to help. After a minute it was successfully attached. Mitch stood up and proudly displayed his ankle. “Oh, fuck yeah! Brody is gonna lose her mind when she sees this on me!” He shook his ankle, making the jewelry bounce around.

“Aren’t you the one that’s gonna lose your shit?” Violet teased her friend, knowing that he would be as red as a lobster when he saw Brody with an anklet on.

“Shut up, whatever. You should get one too, Vi. I bet Prisha would lose it if you wore one,”

Violet considered it for a moment. She did have enough ducats.

“I’ll even buy it since you already covered this cool shit for me and Brodes,” Mitch offered and Violet gave a small nod. “Okay,”

It didn’t take them long before they found the vendor again who was shocked that Mitch was brave enough to wear the anklet out in public.

“I look fucking hot!” Mitch huffed then looked over at Violet. “Pick one,”

“That one,” Violet pointed to the silver anklet that had a beautiful, simple elegance to it.

“Great choice, that will be-”

“Half of whatever price you say,” Mitch cut them off, his eyes making it clear he wouldn’t budge on this. After some bartering they finally got the anklet for a steal and Violet put it on. A small smile appeared on her face;  it did look nice. It wasn’t too loud or flashy and surprising herself Violet found that it made her feel pretty.

“See? Anklets are the shit!” Mitch happily jiggled around his ankle.

“Yeah, they are nice,” Violet rotated her ankle and was about to add something when she heard a loud gasp.

“I’d recognize those ankles anywhere! It’s that ankle-showing pirate whore!” the guard declared loudly. Violet and Mitch shared a look. Fuck. This wasn’t a new port town. It was the annoying ankle-shaming one.

Sophie strolled forward, whistling out of tune as she lugged a barrel of pickled eggs on her shoulder.

“Are you sure you aren’t hurting your arms?” Omar looked up at his friend with concern. There was only so much pressure the muscles in Sophie’s arm could take.

“Hmm? Yeah, I’m totally fine! I just can’t wait for dinner - we got so much good food! Some of this I’ve never had before like-” Sophie paused when she heard familiar voices yelling.

Her eyes along with Omar’s shot over to the center of town where Mitch was fighting off five guards while yelling something and sticking his ankle in their faces for some reason and saying sentences that had more swears than any other kind of word. Violet stood beside him, continuing to try and kick her way free from the guards. Sometimes she was successful, causing the guard’s nether regions to pay the price, but soon enough she got sloppy. The words the guards were shouting surprised the tall red-headed pirate but not Omar.

“Damn it, we have to go warn the others. We came back to a port town where Violet is highly wanted,” Omar sprinted forward. The bag of rolls and containers of food bounced as he ran. Sophie jogged up beside him, confused by everything and wanting to help her childhood friends. “Wanted? Which port town is this? That one with that huge asshole who tried to trick the Ericson Pirates? Or the one where Violet started a fight because of bullshit that was said about the others? Or-”

“Ankles, it's the ankles one,” Omar responded and sharply turned a corner to save some time getting back to the ship.

“The famous ankle port town?!?! Holy shit!” Sophie glanced back before noticing a beam overhead. Ducking quickly, she scrambled on her feet then awkwardly readjusted the barrel on her shoulder.

It didn’t take long for them to get back on the deck of Ol’ Kickass. Louis had roped Brody into a sea shanty with him, Clementine and AJ. The captain was singing as he gently rocked Maisy in the sling he had on his chest. Brody was doing the exact same thing with Zachariah, watching after him since Ruby had crashed after checking all the supplies. Marlon was in the middle of playing a game with Rosie while Garbage tried her best to rest on the pitbull’s back which was poor thinking on the possum’s part. Right beside them Prisha was fighting off both Allison and Willy. Her smile shone brightly as she tried her best to find a weak point in the pair’s defenses. It was right when she used her sword to block an attack from Allison and sidestepped Willy that she noticed the two returning pirates.

“Sophie, Omar!” Prisha gave them a warm smile until she noticed the seriousness in Omar’s eyes. “What’s wrong?” The oldest pirate’s tone made everyone pause for a moment and look over at Omar and Sophie.

Omar’s tone was grim. “We have a problem,”

“I knew we had been here before! Damn it!” Aasim huffed as he examined one of the maps. Right where the port town should’ve been marked there instead lay a large ink stain. “What the hell?” “Oh shit, that was my bad,” Louis gave an apologetic grin. “I was hoping it wasn’t important.”

“Obviously it was!” Aasim snapped and sighed deeply.

“We must get over to the jail cells at once!” Prisha forced herself into the conversation as she rocked Maisy. Both Clementine and Louis had figured it would help her feel more calm. The room became quiet. Maisy silently grabbed Prisha’s braid and munched on it absentmindedly. “Maisy, no, that's a safety hazard!”

“It’s fine, Prisha.” Clementine reassured her friend then continued the discussion. “Okay, so we go there and then what? Paying bail didn’t really work last time,”

“And we’re more well-known now. If we just go over there, what's stopping them from arresting us too?” Brody pointed out as she ran a nervous hand through her hair. She continued to do that until she switched to fiddling with her wedding ring that rested on her neck. “Damn it, Mitch, you said you wouldn’t get into stupid fights,” Brody whispered as she felt her anxiety rise.

“It’s okay, Brody. We’re gonna get them back,” Louis rested a hand on his friend’s shoulder, giving a calming smile. “Just take some deep breaths and if any ideas come to mind, feel free to share them,”

“Okay, I can do that,” Brody took a deep breath. Everything would be fine. It’s not like in the next ten seconds something else would go wrong.

Suddenly the doors to the cartography room swung open and Marlon and Sophie stood there along with Rosie. “Something went wrong,” Marlon gasped for air; Sophie seemed to be doing no better.

“Willy, Allison and AJ went to the jail cells!”

“What?!? Shit!” Clementine pushed past the couple and searched the area. “How long ago?” “Not long. We tried to stop them but they gave us the slip,” Marlon took another deep breath. “What do you wanna do?” He glanced over at Louis who had covered Maisy’s ears at the swear even though he was sure she had heard plenty of those by now.

“Prisha, Clem and I will go and bring them back. The rest of you get ready to set sail and look after the kids,” Louis pressed a kiss to the top of Maisy’s head then helped transport her over to Marlon to look after. The three soon were armed and ready, hoping that the three younger pirates hadn’t done anything rash.

“I’m looking for my mom. She’s about five two, blonde hair, could kick your ass with ease. I heard she got arrested,” Allison spoke to the guard who’d stopped her, Willy and AJ from going in and freeing Mitch and Violet.

“Hmm?” The guard pretended to check the non-existent list of prisoners. “I don’t see a prisoner named Mom here,” He gave a shit-eating grin to Allison who was starting to get pissed off.

“She also goes by Violet. Check that,” Willy stepped forward, grabbing Allison’s hand to help her calm down. The tension in Allison’s shoulders began to dissipate until the guard spoke again.

“Let’s see…. Nope, all I have is a blonde, ankle-showing whore,”

That was it. Fuck this way of doing things. Prisha always went on and on about how words held power or something but that wasn’t going to work with this asshole. If one mom’s advice didn’t work, she’d have to use the second one’s. Besides after that bullshit the guard just spouted about Violet, he had this coming.

“Now, if you would just pay the fine or bail of a few thousands ducats then-” The guard’s words were cut off when Allison grabbed his face then slammed it into the table.

“Fuck you and your stupid rules!” Allison yelled and Willy stood there in awe. She was so badass. He didn’t have long to admire his love though before more guards appeared.

AJ quickly dashed forward and kicked out a guard’s knee. The hilt of his dagger soon whacked the side of their head, knocking them out. “We gotta do a prison break like Ruby, Brody and Prisha did the first time!” AJ elbowed a guard’s crotch harshly then threw him against one of the chairs.

“Sounds good to me,” Allison smiled as she joined in the fight alongside her best friend. Using well-timed hits to the gut she forced a guard to keel over before she slammed his face into her knee.

“Save some for me!” Willy called out, blocking an attack meant for Allison before kicking that guard back and slashing at another. His blade sliced through the belt of one of the guards, causing him to frantically try to hold up his pants. Willy used the opportunity and grabbed the man, tossing him through the window. “Oh, should we make this a competition?” “If we do, I'm gonna kick both of your asses,” Allison spoke smugly which irritated AJ on a competitive level.

“Nuh uh, stupidhead - I’m gonna win!”

All three of them threw out competitive words as they defeated the guards. Using the chairs and small metal chandelier that decorated the ceiling above the trio of pirates decimated the guards one by one.

“We must hurry! Who knows what trouble Allison and the others have gotten themselves into!” Prisha felt her panic growing as she sprinted forward beyond Louis and Clementine.

“It will be okay! Allison will be okay, AJ will be okay and so will Willy,” Louis looked over at his wife who gave a short nod. Clementine would be lying if she said she wasn’t worried. The three of them tore through the town and soon arrived at the dreaded jail.

Ramming open the door, Prisha called out to her daughter. “Allison! Are you-” Prisha paused when she saw the scene before her. Louis and Clementine reacted the same as they stood there in shock. Willy was currently throwing a pantless guard out the window, yelling out the number eight while AJ swung from the fixture on the ceiling and threw a punch at a guard’s face as he landed.

“That’s seven!” AJ announced confidently before realizing they were out of guards to fight. “Take that, Allison!”

Allison seemed to be too busy on another thing to focus on AJ though. She was holding a guard up by his shirt collar. “Listen here, you little shiteater, give me the keys to the cells or else!”

The guard frantically took out the keys from his breast pocket. “H-here! I’m sorry for what I said so no more punches!”

Allison silently took the keys then sent one more punch to the man’s face, knocking him out. “I got the keys,” She held them up proudly until she noticed the three older pirates at the door. “Mom? What the hell are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing! Allison, you ran off without consulting us!” Prisha walked forward. Her voice sounded frustrated but her face held concern as she checked Allison for any injuries. Besides a few bruises and scratches she was completely fine.

“It’s okay, I handled it,” Allison mumbled as she looked over and saw that Clementine was checking on AJ for any wounds before wrapping him in a tight hug. Based on his expression he was probably getting the same lecture. After a minute though the sounds of more guards were growing louder as their footsteps grew closer.

“We don’t have any more time! Let’s grab Violet and Mitch and haul ass!” Louis instructed and the others nodded before sprinting towards the cells. It took a few seconds of searching before they found the pair of stubborn pirates.

“Mitch! Violet!” Willy beamed as he jogged over and grasped the bars of the rusty old cell.

“Willy?” Mitch’s eyes widened before a grin appeared on his face. “Fuckin’ A! You found us!”

“I had some help. Allie made sure the guard coughed up the key,” Willy smiled proudly at his love as she worked to open the cell.

“Holy shit, nice job, Allison,” Violet smiled at her kid and gave her a quick hug when the cell door had been opened. Everyone tried to get in a few seconds of reunion time with the two pirates but it was obvious that the backup guards would be here shortly.

“We must escape while we have this window of opportunity,” Prisha grabbed Violet’s hand and sprinted forward, leading the way. Allison booked it after her parents while the others worked to catch up. As they ran out of the building and away from the angry guards, Louis noticed Mitch’s golden anklet.

“Dude, when did you get that sexy anklet?”

Louis’ question made some of the others look at Mitch’s ankle.

“Since I decided I wanted to look even fucking hotter. I got one for Brodes too!” Mitch held up the anklet for his wife, looking pretty smug with himself that the guards hadn’t confiscated it when he was arrested. “Violet got one too,”

“Mitch! Not now!” Violet shot her friend a look and felt herself getting overwhelmed.

“She did?!?” Prisha’s eyes looked down at Violet’s ankle and she felt her face heat up.

“Prisha, watch out for the beam!” Willy called out, just in time too as Prisha navigated past the beam and kept running. She had to stay focused.

The eight of them weaved through the crowd of people and arrived at the ship at a rapid pace.

“Time to leave!” Louis called out to his crew “Set sail!” They listened and began to do so immediately, causing the ship to slowly start moving away from the docks. Willy lifted Allison and got her on the ship first before throwing his lanky body into the air and rolling onto the ship. AJ was next. Hopping onto the ship, he held out his hand to help Clementine who leapt off the dock and caught on.

“Louis! Come on!” AJ held a hand out for his father figure who jumped and caught on.

“Make sure to jump more to your right to ensure you land on the ship,” Prisha called out to her wife who nodded then threw herself into the air, tucking and rolling onto Ol’ Kickass with ease. Prisha was next. Trying to make her best calculation, she jumped with all her might, extending her hand. Violet tried to reach out but missed her wife’s hand by mere inches.

“Fuck!”

“Got her!” Allison called out, her hand snatching Prisha’s at the last second. Violet quickly worked along with Allison to get Prisha on board. Last but certainly not the most silent was Mitch who gave a mighty war cry as he sprinted towards the end of the docks and vaulted himself into the air. Nearly bellyflopping into the sea, he was caught in the last few possible seconds by Brody who held onto his pants. With a heavy grunt she hauled him on board. All the Ericson pirates who had returned lay on the deck, their chests heaving as Omar began to turn the ship away from the port town where the angry guards shouted bootless threats. None of the Ericson Pirates had to speak to have the same message enter their minds. They were never coming back to this port town again.