#zeo x reader

[meloarto-me]

Hi! I love your fishman stuff, I can never find any Hody Jones writings! Any chance you could do how Hody (and maybe some of his officers like Zeo or Dosun or maybe even Hyouzou) would be like in the bedroom? No worries if not! Love your writing!

New Fish-Man Pirates x Female Fishman NSFW

Yes, I think none of them looked at the human. So now you are a fisherman.

(I thought I was the only one with some strange fascination with fishermen, fortunately I am not alone 🦈🦈🦈 👀👀)

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

(I hope you enjoyed it (: Again, I apologize for the mistakes)

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

🦈 Hody Jones 🦈

🦈 Well, he's in charge. Not you, understand that. 🦈 He loves BDSM, but not on himself. On his partner, of course. 🦈 Binding. 🦈 Biting. 🦈 Suffocation. 🦈 Excessive stimulation. 🦈 That all comes into play. 🦈 Hody just loves the fact that he has total authority over your smaller weaker body. 🦈 He likes to look at you after the whole act. Tired, barely conscious. In your own blood, bruises and the marks of him on you. It's just something that excites him even more and he would be ready for another round again.

🦈 I can also say that these things go beyond the bedroom. Like. 🦈 Semi-public sex is another thing he likes, as if he takes you anywhere without being embarrassed that someone will cover you. Most often this happens in his office. 🦈 Hody also often leaves a vibrator in you just to tease you. Because he can 🦈 He plays with its settings gdu he is bored and watches your reactions. The more nervous you get, the more he turns up the toy's movements. Just try to reach, you will be severely punished. (Which of course makes you happy).

🦈 Returning to semi-public sex I imagine that a couple of times (three maybe four?) that he was inside you while he was sitting on that means of the ship on the couch. You couldn't move because he was talking to one of his officers (Pray no one notices.). 🦈 Hody also has a dream to have sex in front of the public. Of course, no one can touch you. I can only watch. (Anyone who tried to touch you would die.)

👣 Zeo 👣

👣 Controlled to the point of pain.

👣 He doesn't rush with anything, he does everything accurately and precisely.

👣 Preparation before sex takes him a long time. Why? He just likes + over-stimulating you is, according to him, mega erotic.

👣 Zeo after all the preparation will not master. As if you're sensitive as hell anyway, you've already reached many times (on his lips, fingers or tongue.) and you're already like a trembling leaf in the wind. Then what's left for him besides pleasing himself?

👣 Zeo also likes mirror sex.

👣 He can see all of you and you can also watch this fisherman fuck you.

👣 Sometimes he will also become invisible so that you can see the inside of you impaled on his cock. (Do you know more or less what this is about? No?… I mean he is sitting on the bed, you impaled on his kuu… and he is invisible)

👣 He prefers to do such actions privately, it's something intimate and you need trust for that.

👣 Sometimes after such actions he leaves you alone in bed (He will take care of you first) Before he leaves he takes your panties and leaves.

👣 Maybe he would share you with the captain.

👣 He wouldn't share, it's just a fantasy that will stay in his head forever.

🔨 Dosun 🔨

(Oh in the ass, what should I write here…)

🔨 Difference in Size? Size breakdown? Somehow, that's what it's called, that's how his slickness is.

🔨 The fact that he can turn around, position it the way he wants is just uuuummm for him.

🔨 The added bonus is that after a stressful day, you let him get off on himself sexually.

🔨 He is a switch, once he wants to dominate, once he doesn't. It depends on his mood for the day. (I don't know what to write here)

🐙 Hyouzou 🐙

(The third right arm of the male is actually an organ used for copulation called hectocotylus , which is introduced for a known purpose. Did you know?)

🐙 Well it will play with you with its tentacles. Well as you can see he is an octocotylus.

🐙 He's a total top, I don't think he'll give up power over himself to anyone.

🐙 I think he may have once cultivated sex for money, until he found a partner.

🐙 Many dirty talks, whether in public (Then he whispers in your ear) in the bedroom or in the bar. Everywhere you would be he tries to tell you what he will do with you next. These are not polite things.

🐙 When he is sober (Almost never) he starts to bite you until you bleed. so that a mark remains.

🐙 He is also more aggressive then.

🐙 He will throw you on the bed and take you the way he wants. (Lots of playing with his tentacles, get this. THAT is his greatest asset.)

🐙 He likes it when you play with his tentacles, even if it's not erotic he will make it so.

🐙 He often tugs on your hair. (It doesn't count if your hair is short or long.) He pulls on you for a kiss, or during a rough morena. Whatever.

🐙 Blade play.

🐙 Yes he will use one of his swords on you.

🐙 After intercourse I drink alcohol again, he will not take care of you. He offers alcohol instead.

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

[zeonomicon]

I gotta ask: I've been craving G1 Soundeave having his buttons played with, either SFW or NSFW, I just *shakes fist* I need them to be pressed. Soundwave my beloved <333

Wonderful ask, I see you are a fellow person of culture. Shout out to Soundwave, gotta be one of my favourite stim toys.

Since the pairing wasn't specified, I went with a Cybertronian reader.

Answer under the cut, mostly SFW but suggestive.

G1 Soundwave x Cybertronian!Reader

It was nice to have moments like this with just the two of you, when Soundwave had a chance to take a break from his multifarious duties keeping the ship running and neither of you were being roped into the latest of Megatron's grand plans to take down the Autobots once and for all. You were reclined on the berth with the TIC in your lap, playing some pre-war song he'd kept in his databanks while you caught up on a holonovel you'd become engrossed in. You hadn't been paying much attention to the lyrics, captivated by the story unfolding in your datapad, but as a few lines caught your attention you decided to play it back to hear the last verse again. You snaked your arm around Soundwave's waist, feeling for the raised surfaces of his buttons, and Soundwave stiffened a bit; you supposed in surprise. You pressed his stop button, then your digits found the narrow-angled edge of his rewind button and you held it down for a few seconds before pressing play. Each button lit up energon magenta when you pressed it. Soundwave's buttons were quite satisfying to press, offering a little resistance and making a pleasing click once activated.

Soundwave's servo had gripped your knee while you fiddled with his buttons, but now he laid himself against you with his backstrut to your chassis and his helm on your shoulder, leaving not much room for you to pick up your datapad and read again. You didn't mind, content to enjoy your lover's music for a little while. You moved your servo, intending to set your datapad aside, but he placed his own servo over it quickly. Curious. Experimentally, you stroked his play button with one digit, feeling the texture of the raised symbol, and then slowly applied pressure, holding it just before its active position. Soundwave's cooling fans clicked on.

Emboldened, you held down the rewind and fast forward buttons at the same time, causing the music to stutter and skip before smoothing back out as Soundwave corrected the contradicting inputs internally. He pushed up into your touch keenly. You pressed all of his buttons at once, then alternated quickly switching between each of them in random order, deriving equal gratification from the sheer fun of playing with him as from the way Soundwave arched and shifted in your hold, vents growing shallow.

You pressed the record button and moved in close to him, winding your arms about his chassis and running your digits up the smooth glass. Soundwave let out a whine filled with static when your digits left his buttons, but then you found the eject button on his shoulder and his visor brightened in anticipation. You splayed your servo over his chest compartment and pushed, the spring mechanism attempting to propel the tape deck open only to be met with resistance. He pressed himself even more firmly back against you to give it room to open, but you pushed it shut with a click, holding the button down. Soundwave's visor flickered. "Release it."

"Or what?" You massaged his compartment, pushing hard with your thumb just above his lower hinge to keep it closed, your digits stretching to mess with the buttons on his abdomen again, playing back Soundwave's melodious sighs and the hum of cooling fans.

"Or Soundwave: Will press your buttons."

[blackink-onpaper]

[awkward-tension-art]

Darkness on Umbara Chp.7 (Rex x Reader)

Chapter. 6 Chapter 8.

Silk

cw: Rex x Reader, Reader is a medic, incorrect military procedure, graphic descriptions of injuries, blood, swearing, death and battle, Spoilers for the Umbara Arc, Pong Krell is an asshole, reader insert, names of non-canon dead clones, Reader has an emotional breakdown, reader is gender neutral, no use of (Y/N), if i miss a tag LMK

Minors DNI

 While Rex and a few others scouted ahead, You took a desperate shot in the dark.

“General Krell,” you had the comm close to your lips, “We need the medical speeder. There's several wounded that need to get out of here.”

You were met with silence.

“Sergeant Appo, if it's you i'm talking to, get me General Krell before I shove my laser scalpel up your-”

“That will be unneeded, Doctor.” the General’s voice came through on the other end, “The wounded will be extracted when the airbase has been taken.” 

“Sir, some of the wounded can’t wait that long. They need to get to a safer location so I can-.” You were practically begging the Jedi at this point.

“I have the utmost faith that you’ll be able to save them from where you are.” He responded, but even on this end, you could practically hear the uninterested look on his face. You were about to respond but the comm cut. Krell was done with you.

You looked around you, taking in the injured. Three of them needed surgery. Two needed bacta tanks ASAP. Five were entirely unconscious from blood loss and missing limbs.

And one, Fisher, was leaning against a broken and destroyed AT-RT. His chest had been completely eviscerated, exposing broken ribs and damaged organs. You couldn’t do anything, you didn’t have the bacta or supplies to save him. Yet, it would take hours for him to die. 

So you held his hand in yours and gave him as many painkillers as it took to stop his heart. 

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Jumper. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. 

“Doc?” Nax had remained close, guarding you while Rex and the others went ahead, “Are you ok?” 

“No, Nax.” You admitted, “I’m not.” 

This wasn’t the first time you’ve had to mercy kill. But you hated yourself every time you did it.

He remained silent as he stepped towards you and offered a hand. He was sweet. Very polite. So you took it and stood, “Thank you.” 

The trooper looked like he was about to speak when the ground rumbled. Terror filled your blood. Were there more of those worm tanks!? The air crackled and burned with fire and explosives. They sounded different from the centipede tanks the men shot down earlier…new weapons? You desperately hoped not.

Several soldiers dove over your cover, breathing heavily. Very quickly others joined, remaining hidden. You didn’t want to risk your head to get a look at what was happening. So you knelt, looking at Jesse, who had made it before Rex or the others. He met your confused and worried gaze before answering, “Heavy tanks.”

Rex, followed by Kix and Fives, got to your position. the captain had his comm on, speaking hurriedly, “Sir, we’re overpowered. we need reinforcements!”

“The rest of the battalion is holding the entrance of the gorge, captain.” Krell was on the other end, sounding about as calm and uninterested as when you called, “They're guarding it so your troops can break through to the air base.”

Jesse jerked his head up, sharing a look with Hardcase. Seemed everyone expected such a cold response, but it was still despair-inducing to hear.

A shot exploded directly on the other side of your cover. The heavy tanks were attempting to break through the trees and roots that protected everyone. Another shot hit right above you, raining scorched plant matter down.

You dove towards an unconscious, bleeding trooper and held him close, using your body to protect him from the debris. Once everything passed, you got to work stabilizing him. 

Rex continued to argue with the General, “But sir, we can’t possibly-!”

“You must stand your ground!” Pong fucking Krell shouted from his comm, “Do you read me!? Captain, are you listening? Do not fall back! That's an order!” 

Your lover was unmoving. He was paralyzed in horror that Krell would still push this suicide mission. After a few heartbeats, he shook his head. 

Two voices cried out from the otherside of the cover. You and Kix shared a look before scrambling over to grab them and drag them with the others. Your hands were on one trooper and getting his wounds under control while Kix was dealing with the other.

“Keep the wounded as quiet as possible.” The clone captain nodded to you before addressing everyone else, “Alright, you heard the general. Let's go.”

Jesse whirled around from where he kept an eye on the battlefield, “You can't be serious!”

“I used to think the General was reckless,” Fives spat, “But now I'm beginning to think he just hates clones.”

Dogma stepped forward, clear on which side he stood, “The captain is right. Now let's move out!”

The trooper, Trident, under your hands spasmed. He seized, and you did your best to get him on his side and let the seizure pass, “With who!?” you snapped, cracking under the stress, “Everyone is injured and exhausted or dead!” Trident stilled in your arms, and once you felt his neck, there was no pulse. 

The traumatic brain injury he sustained was too much for him. 

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Trident.

“Isn’t it your job to patch everyone up!?” He retorted, “With all the dead, you certainly are doing a great job!” 

Your eyes widened and Hardcase shot forward, immediately punching Dogma, sending him to the ground. “Shut the fuck up!” he shouted down at the trooper, “You’d be among the dead without Kix and-!”

“Hardcase! Enough!” Rex stepped between them, keeping his gaze level with the heavy gunner, “Fighting each other isn’t going to help.” Despite his words, he cast a glance at you.

Your eyes met him in his helmet. He was checking on you, in his own way. So you nodded, indicating that Dogma’s words didn’t affect you. You’ve been blamed before. Troopers that were grief stricken would lash out at you, blame you for your failings to save their brothers. Though, later, they’d come to you and apologize. You expected Dogma wouldn’t.

Still, you appreciated how Tup knelt to put a hand on your shoulder. Dogma didn’t look at you as he got up.

“What will help is finding another way to deal with the tanks!” Fives got into Rex’s face, clearly angry. Judging by the way his hands clenched into fists, he was ready to start getting physical too, “We can’t take them head-on.”

The captain remained steadfast, “You got any ideas?”

The ARC trooper looked down and shook his head, keeping silent.

“Then this is it.” Rex looked over at the men who remained standing, and turned to get out into the field. 

Hardcase huffed, adjusting the rocket launcher in his grip, “Ok, let's do it!” He, along with Jesse, Tup and Fives sprinted out. Kix was about to follow before he stopped and looked back. 

“Go. Send anyone hurt to me.” you nodded, remaining with the injured. He gave a salute before rushing to follow his brothers. 

Since the squad of soldiers had run out, all attention from the tank shifted to them. No longer were the trees that protected you threatening to fall or collapse from the shots. You looked over your cover, spotting the second tank that was shooting the trees across the field. Its focus was on the men who were fleeing into the foliage to hide. 

A trooper high in the branches fired a rocket. The explosive didn’t do much other than cause the massive tank to stumble. Once it corrected itself, it blasted the poor clone with its cannon.

You waited for the Umbaran to turn its focus away from that side before moving in. Your feet were quick, diving behind downed AT-RT’s, boulders and whatever other cover you could hide behind. 

Once you made it to him, you realized the trip was worthless. He was dead. Half of his body was gone the moment he was hit with cannon fire. 

But he wasn’t alone. Someone else was down, crying and writhing in pain.

Arm missing. Main problem is blood loss. Still awake. I have time. I can save him.

You got to your knees quickly, skidding on the wet ground as you did so. Your pack was off your shoulders as you began to get as many gauze pads and bandages on him as possible. Your hands were stained with his blood as you controlled the bleeding. 

“Come on,” you draped his good arm over your shoulder and stood, “I’m getting you with the others.”

You watched the tank again, waiting patiently before dashing to another point of cover. Getting back to the injured was slower this time, but you managed to get there. Leaning the trooper against a tree root, you commed Krell again, “General, I need the supplies on that speeder!” 

There was only silence. 

“General Krell!” You were desperate, and your voice was shaking from the fear. Fear for the men. Fear they wouldn’t even get a chance to survive, “General Krell, please!” 

Nothing. Unanswered. 

Your hands were shaking and you let out a frustrated, angry cry. The names of the dead replayed in your head over and over again.

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Trident.

No. You still had supplies on you. You weren’t giving up. You refused. 

A trooper stumbled over the cover, carrying an ARF trooper. You recognized Silk and Hinge.

“Doc, he needs help.” The trooper slid the injured carefully down. 

Before you even inspected him, you could tell Hinge was barely hanging on, if he was even alive. His armor was blacked and scorched. Smoke still billowed from his body. When you approached, you felt his neck. 

Nothing.

“I’m sorry, Silk.” you murmured, taking off Hinge’s helmet. Carefully, you closed his eyes before standing. 

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Jumper. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge.

“...we’re all dead, aren't we?” Silk sat down, leaning against the tree. 

You hesitated to answer. Truthfully, you thought so. You wanted to agree. To accept the truth that Krell won and lead all of you to your deaths.

But…Rex would keep fighting. Your kar’ta wouldn’t go down without taking as many separatists as possible down with him. 

You looked at your hand, testing if you could close it in the brace, luckily, you could. You could feel the movement. Feel your fingers on your palm. Your arm, despite the immense damage, was healing. Your nerves were connecting. Your veins and arteries were directing blood flow again. Your body refused to give up.

You could still fight. Just like Rex would.

“No.” your voice was resolute, “I’m not giving up.” You looked over the injured. More had managed to find your location in various states of bleeding, dying or crying, “I’m not giving up on any of you. Even if I have to pick up your rifles to protect you, I’m not giving up.”

Silk sighed and stood, “Doctor,” he saluted, “I am at your command.” 

You couldn’t help but smile softly, “I’ll need your help. Stay within cover, prioritize your safety, but look for any injured. Bring them to me.”

“I’ll help.” Hem, another ARF trooper stood, rotating his arm to stretch his shoulder, “I’m not too hurt.”

“Thank you both.” you saluted as they climbed out of the safety of the trees and roots. The ground shook with another cannon shot nearby. Thankfully, everyone seemed to be out of view. Or the Umbarans weren’t interested in killing those who couldn’t fight back. 

Still, since those heavy tanks weren’t focused on you, it allowed you to continue your job. These soldiers were your patients. They needed you. They needed your skills. And with whatever supplies you had left, you’d try to save them.

So you got to work. Triage. Deal with the more serious injuries. Prioritize. 

Your training took over. You were on autopilot weaving between the troopers. Your supplies dwindled. You ran out of painkillers and bacta entirely. Your tourniquets were the lifesavers at this point. Using them allowed you to spread your bandages and gauze pads between everyone.

Despite your effects, you still lost a few.

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno.

At some point Tup had made his way back to you, followed by Hem, carrying Zeke. Silk wasn’t accounted for, but you trusted he would be alright. 

“Doctor,” Tup got to your side, “How can i-?”

Wordlessly, you handed him bandage scissors. He looked confused, even as you removed the minimal armor plating on your sleeve. As a field doctor, armor wasn’t the priority, medical supplies were. You had some plates on your wrists, thighs and chest, but that was about it. Everything else was covered in protective clothing to allow more medical packs and more freedom of movement. 

Which came in handy, “Cut the sleeve up to my shoulder, and then cut it into long strips.” you commanded Tup. 

“Ok…don’t move. I don't want to accidentally nick you.” The poor clone sounded unsure, shy even, but did as you asked. Despite his shaky hands, he kept the shears steady enough to prevent any small injuries to your skin. Once the cloth was separated, you slipped your arm from the sleeve and returned your focus to the other troopers.

Tup was an efficient assistant. Not even a minute later he had the sleeve cut into lengthy straight strips. You grabbed them silently and used them as extra bandages. 

The ground rumbled and shook. One of the tanks was getting close. Too close. You looked up, taking a chance to peer out into the battlefield.

Three heavy tanks were damn near on top of you as they chased those on the field. Through their shining spotlights, you recognized the silhouette of Rex and Jesse running across the field. Rex had a rocket launcher, and with a broken heart, you realized Hardcase must’ve gone down. 

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Hardcase…

Hardcase.

“Doc!” You jerked your head up, Silk had returned with another trooper slung over his arm. Once he put the unconscious soldier down, he went back out into the field before you could stop him. 

Kix had found you. He was standing on top of a thick root, back to the tanks, looking over the injured you've collected. Something in him snapped because he shook his head before letting out a cry. Your medic friend began to fire his rifle in the air wildly. 

Tup shot up, “Hey, Kix, put it down! You're wasting aim!” When words didn’t work, he body slammed Kix down to the ground, saving him from the massive foot of a tank.

The Umbaran weapon turned its cannon to where Tup and Kix hit the ground. Before it could annihilate the two, it was hit by a rocket. The explosion caused it to stumble, and its powered up shot hit the branches above your triage area. 

Rex had gotten to your position, standing on a toppled tree that was part of your cover. In his arms was a smoking rocket launcher. Despite the situation, you couldn’t help but think of how handsome he looked. Smoke and ash billowing around him. Back straight, standing tall and determined. You could picture his focused gaze under his helmet now. 

The tank readjusted, stabilizing its huge legs. It focused on the captain and was then joined by the two others. They all charged their shots, ready to destroy Rex completely. You ran towards him, intending to grab his hand and…do something! Save him!

Die with him.

Just as your fingers met his, shots rained down from the dark sky. Two Umbaran starships were shooting wildly. Their guns poured out bright green bolts like water, hitting everything they pointed at. 

You looked up and inside the glowing, round cockpit of the Umbaran ships were Fives and Hardcase! They were laughing, trying to navigate the never-before-seen tech.

They were alive!

“Clear out, captain!”

“The big guns have arrived, sir!”

The 501st captain wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest as the tanks exploded. He leapt from the position on the tree and held you close. 

Their rayshields weren’t made for their own shots it seemed. They buckled and broke, breaking down and exploding from their own weaponry. That didn’t stop them from trying to shoot at the clone controlled air support. Thankfully, Fives and Hardcase were doing a good enough job flying; they managed to avoid getting shot down.

Fives and Hardcase skillfully cleared the field. They managed to keep control well enough to finally destroy the heavy tanks that have taken so many good men. As the burst and exploded, killing the Umbarans inside, there were cheers and celebrations.

“Woo-hoo!”

“Attaboy, Hardcase!” 

“Way to go Fives!”

Once Rex stood to cheer with his brothers, you dashed to Kix. The medic had calmed down and was tending to the injured, “I’m entirely out of bacta and gauze.” He looked up at you, “and I can see you’re out of bandages.” 

You nodded, snapping your focus back on the injured troopers. The fight had been brutal. Even those that had managed to get to you alive, were fading fast. For every soldier you saved, it was like two more perished from their wounds. 

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia.

You repeated their names. Over and over again in your head. As the quiet took over, Kix helped you with the hurt and dying that crawled their way to your position. You didn’t look up, even as reinforcements ran passed to take that fucking airbase.

“Doc, we need help!” Was the only statement that caused you to bring your eyes up. 

Silk managed to stumble from the smoke. His right arm had been ripped off and his chestplate was shattered. His left hand was placed over his stomach, keeping his innards inside his abdomen. 

“Kix!” You practically howled, bolting from where you were tending to Jesse’s gashed wrist. 

You sent Silk out there! You were the one who asked him to risk his life for others! 

Your hands were on him, getting him to the ground, “I got you, Silk. I got you.” You breathed, ripping off the pieces of his armor. Kix was next to you, scrambling to get the situation under control.

Tup had managed to get a hold of the medical speeder. Krell must’ve finally brought it into the gorge when reinforcements were sent in. Ken and Rin were still on the stretcher, but you didn’t pay them any mind as you threw open crates and bags, scrambling to get supplies. 

Bandages. Bacta. Gauze. Sutures.

Supply levels were low. There wasn’t enough for everyone. But you grabbed everything you could and darted back to Silk.

He was still down, but Kix had stopped trying to treat him. The medic removed his helmet and looked at you, sorrow and despair evident. 

“No!” You dropped what was in your hands and immediately straddled Silk. Your hands were on his chest as you began compressions. The cartilage of his ribs cracked and broke as you began CPR. You were in a frenzy to bring him back, throwing his helmet away to pinch his nose and breathe for him.

Something in you broke. The situation finally hit you and your mind shattered. You sent Silk out to find his brothers. Silk returned injured. Dying. It was your fault. You got Silk killed. 

Dogma was right. You had failed so many of these troopers. They relied on you to keep them alive, and you failed in your duty.

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia.

Tears blurred your vision but you weren’t going to stop. Kix said your name, but you ignored him. He grabbed your shoulder, but you shoved him off, “How long!?” you demanded before getting your lips on Silk’s to force air into his lungs. 

“4 minutes,” Kix informed you, “He’s been down for 4 minutes. It’s time to stop.”

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia.

“No it isn’t!” you snapped. Kix looked up at someone who approached. Another injured soldier? He could deal with it. You had to save Silk.

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia.

5 minutes now of compressions. 5 minutes of forcing oxygen into Silk’s lungs. 5 minutes of forcing his heart to beat. Yet it couldn’t function on its own. There was too much damage.

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia.

Someone grabbed you and you howled as if burned. Your compressions stopped to thrash and fight. You weren’t giving up. Not on Silk. Too many have been lost. You couldn’t handle losing one more. 

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia.

Whoever was holding you had fallen backwards, getting both of you to the ground. They called your name, but you refused to listen. You clawed at their armored wrist, trying to get their hold off of you.

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia.

“I’m not giving up!” Tears were running down your cheeks. You’d finally broken. Under the loss. Under the death and destruction of the soldiers you failed to save. You kicked your legs and tried to get out of the arms that had wrapped around your torso. 

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia. Silk. 

Silk.

Silk.

Silk.

“I know.” Their words, Rex’s, finally reached you. He was hugging you from behind so tightly, “I know, Mesh’la. I know.” His helmet was off and he whispered softly into your ear.

Your breath shook as you let out a wretched sob. You’ve lost soldiers before. They’ve died under your care. But never this many. 

Too many. There were too many! 

You wept, leaning into Rex’s chest, “I’m sorry…” you cried out, “I can’t save them. I can’t…I’m sorry Rex…Please…forgive me!” Your begging and pleading devolved into more sobbing. You’ve failed him. You’ve failed the man you loved and all of his brothers.

Rex remained silent, continuing to hold you.

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Y/N: “Adam, they’re going to kill me.”

Adam: “What? No, they won't.”

Y/N: “Yes, they will. Tommy and Rocky are going to kill me when they find out you're dating me. Then Aisha, Kimberly, and Billy are going to bury my body.”

Adam: “Don't be ridiculous, Y/N. They'll love you as much as I do.”

[carnationcreation]

Dream buddy (Adam Park x reader)

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Prompt/summary: Adam goes a little overboard worrying about his crush

Word Count: 1,502

Authors note: (Ready Now by dodie is the vibe for this) Thanks so much for your request bb! If y’all haven’t read @pezzbosch ‘s fanfic Twenty Four Seven then I totally recommend to go check that out of you’re a power rangers fan :)

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Adam wished he’d noticed it sooner.

He should’ve known the first day she turned down going to Earnies. She would never turn down a chance to get her favorite mini tacos on a normal day, especially after a day she had gym class. 

He just wished he would’ve noticed her pushing them away sooner. 

The first time he got the hint something was wrong was the Monday morning back from spring break. She showed up to school tired and almost fell asleep during first block pre-calculus. (Y/n) might not enjoy that class that much but she never got caught sleeping in class, ever. 

He watched her pull an energy drink out of her bag and drink almost half of it in a few gulps.

“Woah,” Adam said, pulling the drink away, “Slow down there. You don’t want to drink it all in one go.”

“Adam, I am so tired I will fight you for that drink.”

He rolled his eyes, “If you’re that tired you wouldn’t last more than a few seconds. Why are you drinking this? You hate energy drinks.”

“I just… didn’t get that much sleep last night,” (Y/n) sighed.

Adam placed the can back on the desk, “I’m sorry, why couldn’t you sleep?”

“Just couldn’t,” she said, the end of class bell rang and (Y/n) quickly gathered her things, “See ya in gym!”

He really started to worry when she didn’t show up for their first class the next day. He was so used to seeing her bright smile when he would sit down next to her that today felt like the world was a little duller. Class seemed to roll by slowly as he stared at the clock and the door waiting for her to come in, but she never did.

Lunch time came and there was still no sign of her. As he sat down next to Rocky and Tommy they noticed his mood had shifted a lot since they saw him yesterday.

“You okay Adam?” Tommy said.

“Have either of you seen (Y/n)?”

“No, we haven’t seen your girlfriend,” Rocky said, causing Adam’s eyes to go wide.

“She- she’s not my girlfriend guys,” he said shyly.

“You guys sure act like it.”

Adam slapped Rocky’s fork out of his hand with his own, “We’re not dating. I just haven’t seen her all morning and I’m starting to worry.”

“Yeah cause you have a big fat crush on her,” Rocky grinned.

“Stop it Rocky,” Tommy sighed.

“Fine,” Rocky huffed and picked his fork back up from the tray.

“Anyways, we haven’t seen (Y/n) since gym class yesterday,” Tommy said.

“I might stop by her house after school to check on her, it’s not like her to miss class and not tell me.”

“Yeah cause she has a big fat crush on you,” Rocky muttered.

“Rocky!”

“What?! It’s true!”

Adam sighed, “She doesn’t have a crush on me.”

Rocky rolled his eyes, “Well then why is she walking over here first instead of to Kat and Tanya?”

Adam turned around quickly and spotted the girl walking towards the group of boys, he smiled widely as she sat down beside him.

“What’s with the energy drink (Y/n)?” Rocky asked.

“What? Oh- I… stayed up late to finish a project.”

Adam looked at her confused, “We don’t have any projects in our classes, is it for your English class?”

“Uh, yeah,” she said with a fake smile.

“Oh, okay,” Adam said. He knew she was lying, but he was hurt that she felt like she had to. 

By the weekend (Y/n) seemed to be back to normal. She was on time for classes again and went to hang out at Earnies. Yet there was still something… weird going on. 

Even though she was her usual cheery sunshine self, Adam noticed when the others were talking amongst themselves she would look off with an almost blank look on her face. When she would talk her sentences would trail off or not make sense completely. The others pretended they didn’t notice but it was starting to become clear that something was wrong with their friend.

Adam decided he needed to know what was going on.

He got to school early enough so that he could catch (Y/n) at her locker. As he walked through the halls he thought of a million different answers he might get from his friend, or crush really. He’d always been infatuated with her since she sat next to him in Chemistry last year, the ball of sunshine in the class. 

As he rounded the corner he saw (Y/n) quickly shove a white bottle into her locker before shutting it and shouldering her bag.

“What was that?” he said, she jumped slightly and spun around.

“Adam!” she said, “Geeze you scared me. What’s up?”

“What’d you put in your locker?” he said.

“Oh just my binder.”

“It looked like a bottle-”

“Adam we really need to get to class,” (Y/n) said.

“Why are you lying to me?”

She sighed, “I’m not.”

“What was in the bottle?” he said, the firmness in his tone made her look down to the floor.

“I- um,” she tried to speak but the tears that formed in her eyes stopped her.

“(Y/n),” Adam said gently, placing his hand on her shoulder, “you can tell me anything.”

She turned the lock on her locker and opened it, and sitting on the top shelf was a pristine looking white bottle full of caffeine pills.

“(Y/n)-”

Tears were falling down her face and he pulled her into a hug.

“I’m sorry,” she sobbed.

“There’s nothing for you to be sorry about,” he said, rubbing circles into her back. 

“I just- there’s these dreams, well, nightmares I keep having. I wake up panicking but I’ll sit and think and think about it but I just can’t remember it. How am I supposed to stop them when I can’t remember them?”

“I’m sure all that caffeine isn’t helping. Those aren’t good for you (Y/n).”

“I know I know, but it’s better than falling asleep in class.”

“I know, but nothing can replace sleep,” Adam said. He pulled away to gently brush some of her hair back, “I think I have an idea.”

 Adam ended up dragging her out of school and to his car, from there they drove to the mall in town.

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see,” Adam said.

The mall wasn’t that busy considering it was an early morning on a weekday. Adam lead her by the hand through the mall to the back where the toy store stood. (Y/n)’s eyes went wide with excitement before looking at him with a puzzled look.

“We’re gonna get you a dream buddy.”

“A what?”

“A dream buddy, to bring you some sweet dreams.”

(Y/n) giggled and pulled him into the store. Lining the walls were various toys and figures but towards the back were giant bins of different kinds of stuffed animals of different shapes and sizes.

“What about this one?” Adam said, holding up an elephant half as big as him.

“I think that’s a little big, don’t you think?” she giggled.

“Hmmm.... maybe.”

He dug through the bins a little more, “This one?” 

It was a frog made out of a shiny fabric material.

“Um… I don’t really like the frog.”

Adam sighed, “No one ever does.”

(Y/n) dug through the other bin for a while, carefully looking over each animal. Finally she reached the bottom and gasped out.

“This one!” 

She pulled out the stuffed figure to show it to him. It was a stuffed rabbit with light brown fur and big floppy ears.

“What do you think?” she asked.

Adam smiled, “I think it looks like a great dream buddy.”

The next day when Adam walked into class, (Y/n) smiled at him.

It wasn’t fake, or tired looking. It was the same smile that made his heart flutter since the first time they met.

Class went by as usual until the bell for lunch finally rang, (Y/n) grabbed Adam’s hand and led him in the opposite direction from the cafeteria.

“Where are we going?” he said.

(Y/n) didn’t answer until she opened her locker. She pulled out the same rabbit they bought yesterday. Today it had a red heart with the letter “A” sewn onto the paw.

“I named her Sunny,” she smiled. 

“I guess it helped last night?” he asked.

“Amazingly. Thank you so much Adam,” she said, pulling him into a hug.

He smiled, “I’m just glad I got my sunshine girl back.”

She pulled back but kept her arms locked around his neck. Her smile gave him butterflies, but when she leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek his heart almost stopped. She giggled at his wide eyes, “I can’t be a sunshine girl without my sky guy.”

“Sky guy?”

“Yup.”

He chuckled.

“Because there’s nowhere else I'd rather be.”

It was his chance to lean in, but this time it was a sweet kiss on her lips.

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'MOVING ON'

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You walked along the beach while Tommy spoke to Jason. From what Katherine had told you, Jason wasn’t thrilled with no longer being a Power Ranger. You knew it was a large part of his life for years, having been there since before day one of his life as a Power Ranger, and it wouldn’t be easy for him to accept that it was over. He was just an ordinary guy.

You looked up when Jason approached you, smiling softly when he lifted his arm. You stepped back into his arm that went around your shoulders, bringing you into his chest.

You looked over his shoulder, waving goodbye to Tommy. You smiled as you took Jason’s hand that hanged from your shoulder, resting your head against his neck. He kissed your head as you walked along the beach, and you waited a few minutes before lifting your head.

“Are you okay?” You asked.

“As long as I got my girl…I’ll be better than okay.” He said.

You kissed his cheek and placed your arm around his waist. It would be a while before he fully adjusted to having a normal life. You were sad it ended this way for him but also relieved knowing he wasn’t putting himself in danger.

You pushed him into the water and giggled when he resurfaced. You took off sprinting down the sand and heard him shouting as he chased you.

Jason wrapped his arms around you and carried you into the water. He fell back, and you both went under, and you jumped up, hitting his chest softly while he laughed.

Jason went to pull you back when you ran out the water. He chuckled as he chased you. You squealed when you looked back and Jason tackled you into the water.

He knew his life as a Ranger was over, but a whole new life was waiting to be lived. And times like this reminded him that he wouldn’t be going through it alone.

[neonorangeranger]

New Girl[Tommy Oliver x Female!Reader]

A/N: just an experiment I wanna try to do. If this receives well, then requests for this type of thing will be open. Also, I chose to do Zeo even though It’s my least favorite season cause reasons. And I want to boarded my writing horizon. Oh, and to make some people happy lol.

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Summary: Angel Grove gets a new girl and Tommy meets her at the Youth Center. Warnings: None Requested by: No one

You walk through the doors of the Youth Center with your (F/C) bag slung over your shoulder. It was your first day in Angel Grove and your parents seem to think the best place to meet new friends was at this building where other people your age would mingle.

You didn’t bother to argue with them because it just seemed pointless to argue with them. So, here you are. 

Many kids were spread out but some did seem to stay in groups. Some were chatting away in the bar area while others were doing activities. Only one in particular caught your eye.

Two guys your age were sparing. One was in green and had short hair while the other was in red with hair down to his shoulder blades...and you had to admit, he was kinda cute.

You shook your head and sat on the steps, deciding to watch how this spar played out. You must have came at the tail end of it because they were done after only a few minutes. They were obviously good friends as they grinned at each other and seemingly joked around. 

You turn your attention to your bag, taking out a sketchbook and opened it to a blank page. You grabbed a panel and began to just doing random little doodles.

You were your own little world, not paying attention to much of anything. You were so tranced that you didn’t hear a pair of footsteps heading your way or that they stopped in front of you.

“Hey, you’re new, aren’t you?” a voice greeted, shaking you out of your trance. You looked up and saw that it was the guy in red standing there. “I’m Tommy Oliver.”

“Oh, uh... yeah. (Y/N) (L/N).”

“It’s nice to meet you. Mind if I...” he motioned to the spot next to you and you responded by nodding. He sat beside you and peered at your doodles. “They’re pretty good.”

“Thanks.” you smiled a little, resulting in him smiling back.

For the remainder of your stay at the center, you and Tommy had some conversations, getting to know each other and the like. 

It felt like you had a new friend but the only downside to this is that you already have a crush on him, partly thanks to his stupidly charming face.

[thatsgay-writes]

Trini Kwan x Reader Part 2

Summary: You are the white ranger.

Warnings: Light cursing?

"What the actual fuck?" You cringe at Trini's sentence, this is going a lot worse than you thought. Everyone else stood still and Trini's outburst, still confused on how you two know each other. "Trini I can explain, I swear." You say desperately, wanting to diffuse the situation as fast as possible. Trini walks up to you with a look of anger and starts poking her finger against your chest hard. "You've been keeping this from me the whole time! Is there anything else you've been lying about!?" You visibly gulp in fear, "Well I don't have a job, this where I go when I say I have a shift." For some reason, that just makes Trini angrier. "I'm leaving." She says before storming over to the above head water. Before she can jump you grab her hand. "Trini wait! You have to understand! I was not allowed to tell anyone about this stuff, you can't either! Don't you see where I'm coming from? If I wasn't the white ranger would you have told me about the Power Rangers?"

Trini knows the answer and knows she wouldn't have told you. "I... I just need some time... please." Trini never said please, so you just nod your head and give her a kiss on the cheek. "Just know that no matter what, I love you." You say giving her a watery smile. Her heart soars at your confession but she's feeling to many things at once to respond. She just nods her head before leaving. You growl in frustration, anger, and sadness. "Alpha 5, 30 putties please." "But y/-" You cut Alpha 5 off, "30 putties." Alpha 5 just nods before spawning 5 putties and pulling the rangers away.

*Major Time Skip to the final battle, plus a scene that happened during the Time Skip*

(During the camp fire thing, when Zack asks Trini if she had boyfriend troubles and then girlfriend trouble, she gives you a pointed look. The both of you haven't really confirmed or denied your relationship to the others and you both haven't talked since you revealed yourself as the white ranger.)

"Guys we need our zords! I don't think we can beat Goldar without them!" you yelled after finishing off the last of the putties. Everyone else agreed and called their zords to them before hopping in. "Alright, Kimberly attack from the air, Billy, Trini, and Zack pick a side to fight from so we can surround and over power Goldar. Y/n make sure everyone gets to safety, we don't need anyone getting stuck in the battle zone." "Aye Aye captain!" you joked before running off to clear out the rest of the civilians. Clearing them out took longer than you expected and when you got back, the scene was not pretty. All of your teammates are being pushed towards a deep pit. "Guys!" you yell in fear before sending your zord right at Goldar. Your zord gets stopped by Rita, "White Ranger! I have heard about your updated coin! Fight me so I can see it." You didn't want to stop to fight her, but she was the only thing standing in between you and goldar.

Before hopping out to fight her, you set your zord in acceleration mode so it runs right at goldar. Goldar ends up just backhanding it away. You grit your teeth in worry before turning to Rita in a fighting stance. Rita comes at you full force swinger her staff at your head. You dodge and pull out your double sided detachable scythe.

(Like this)

"Well that is new." Rita says with weird excitement. You detach the scythe and start swinging them both at her. Rita just spends her time dodging, trying to tired you out. When you do finally pause to take a second, she attacks instantly putting you on the defensive. You finally get a second wind before getting in a powerful hit, pushing Rita on her back. You put your scythes up to her neck. "Give up Rita. It's over." "Is it?" Rita asks as she smirks and looks over at Goldar. You follow her line of sight, only to watch your friends get pushed into the lava pit. "NO!" You freeze as your heart breaks. Jason, Kimberly, Zack, Billy... Trini... You forget about Rita for a second, heart breaking more as you think about your friends and girlfriend who are probably dead now. Before you can get your senses back, Rita is already making a move. She grabs one of your scythes from your hand. You turn towards her to say something, mouth wide open, before feeling your own scythe plunge into your stomach. Your eyes widen, "What-" you fall to your knees in pain.

Rita just smiles in delight at everything that just happened. "It's okay, you tried your hardest. Don't worry, you can have a front row seat to me destroying the Zeo crystal. Goldar!" Goldar turns to you before picking you up and roughly dropping you against your zord that had powered down after it got hit by Goldar. All you could do was watch as Rita walked towards the destroyed Kripy Kreme to retrieve the Zeo crystal. "No..." You say in pain and defeat, you lost. Before Rita can reach Krispy Kreme, the ground starts shaking. You groan in pain at the shaking but look around in confusion before your eyes widen. Coming out of the lava pit that you watched your friends fall in, was them in megazord form. "Holy shit..."

*Time skip to after battle*

"We did it!" Billy yelled in excitement as they watched Rita fly into space. They all get out of their zords. "I can't believe it!" Jason exclaims in agreement. "That was crazy yo!" Zack says before wrapping his arms around Jason and Billy's shoulders. Kimberly just laughs and rolls her eyes at the guys excitement. She looks at Trini who is just looking around. "Trini?" Kimberly says in concern, which catches the guys attention. "Are you okay?" Kimberly asks as she puts a hand on Trini's shoulder. "I don't see y/n. They wouldn't have left us like that, so where are they?" Trini says getting more worried by the second. The rest of the group starts looking around. "Look there's their zord, maybe they're around there." Zack said pointing to your tiger zord that was laying on it's side.

Trini took off in a sprint to look around your zord. She just had this terrible feeling in her stomach that wouldn't go away. The other rangers went to check and make sure no civilians were injured or stuck anywhere. Trini got to the zord and was by its back. She scanned the area as the she walked around the zord. "Come on y/n. Where did you—" Trini cuts herself off after she finds you limp on the ground, with your scythe still sticking out your stomach. "No no no no!" She runs over to you and kneels at your side, trying to shake you awake. "Come one y/n, open your eyes for me!" Trini looks around in a panic, she knows she needs to get the scythe out of your stomach so she can wrap the wound so it won't get infected. But she's just surrounded by rocks, concrete, and building pieces. "Guys I need help! Y/n is down and unconscious. I need something to wrap their stomach to stop any bleeding that may occur." At the sudden urgency in Trini's voice, all the rangers take off from what they were doing and ran towards your location.

People wore confused looks when the Power Rangers suddenly took off running and walked over to see what had happened. Many let out gasps of surprise at the sight of the yellow ranger holding the white ranger up. "Please does anyone have anything I can use to wrap around their stomach?" Trini was getting desperate at this point, you wouldn't wake up and she had no idea what to do. Your parents pushed to the front of the crowd and immediately ran to your side. "Me and my wife are doctors, we can help." Your father says as your mom runs to get bandages from the car, that she always kept for emergencies. The Power rangers look concerned but your father leans in to Trini's ear to whisper. "I know that's y/n. I was the white ranger before them." Trini nods in understanding and gives the rest of the rangers a nod. Your mom gets back with the bandages and kneels on the opposite side of your body, across from your father. "Okay, your going to need to hold their head when I pull the scythe out. It will cause a lot of pain and probably wake them up. After we wrap it you need to take them to Alpha 5, before I passed the coin down I updated Alpha 5's medical directory and the medical room on the ship." Trini nodded in understanding and laid your head in her lap. Your father turns to the other rangers, "I would suggest backing the crowd up, this won't be pretty." The power rangers listen to him and start ushering the crowd back.

"Okay on 3... 1... 2... 3!" Your father yells and yanks the scythe out of your stomach. Your eyes shoot open and you yell out in pain. You try to sit up but get held down by Trini. "It's okay, it's okay, everything will be okay." Trini kept saying over and over again as you cried. "Okay, we wrapped it as best as we can, you should get them to Alpha 5 fast." Your mom said before standing up and grabbing the wrap. Trini nodded before calling the rangers back over and having Zack carry you to Kimberly's zord, it being the smoothest to ride in because it flies. When they get back, Zack picks you up and to Alpha 5, who leads him to the medical room. Alpha 5 kicks the group out before getting to work. The group stands outside the room for a few minutes in silence before Trini starts sobbing. Kimberly immediately hugs her, letting her cry on her shoulder and whispers reassurances. "It's not okay!" Trini sobs out, "I never even said it back to them!" The group looks a little confused at that. Trini sniffles before answering their confused faces. "Me and y/n are dating. We have been for 6 months and that day they showed that they were the white ranger, they told me they loved me and I didn't say it back." The rangers gave her a look of sympathy before having a group hug.

An hour or two past, it felt like eternity for Trini, before Alpha 5 exits the medical room. Everybody stands up, "How are they?" "Y/n will make a full recovery. You may go in the room but they will be asleep for a little while." The group lets out a collective sigh of relief before walking into your room. As time passes, the rangers leave one by one before it's just Trini left. The whole time, she sat next to you holding your hand. You slowly start to wake up with a groan. This causes Trini to immediately sit up and rush to get water for you. When your eyes finally get use to the lights, you looks to your side to see Trini with a giant smile and holding a cup of water. She hands you the cup before taking your hand in hers and squeeze it. You squeeze it back to affirm that your awake and okay. You go to ask what happened, when Trini cuts you off.

"I love you too."

[omgsquee2001]

One Piece: Various x Former Slave/Whitebeard’s Daughter Reader: Part 2

This is the second part of the One Piece: Various x Former Slave Reader. Warning! This Story contains feels and angry, protective crew members, brothers and father. Please read at your own risk. 

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~Luffy’s POV~

Meat. Tons and tons of meat. Beef, pork and chicken! And it was all mine! But then the chicken started to scream and cry. Hmm, that’s odd. Maybe it was screaming because I was going to eat it. Wait a minute, that scream sounds familiar. My eyes shot open, I realized it was Nami who was screaming. I jumped out of bed, along with the other guys in my cabin. We rushed to the Girls’ Cabin, pushing the door open, not even bothering to knock. Robin was up, comforting her friend.

“Oi! Nami! What happened?!” I shouted. I noticed Nami sobbing and Robin trying desperately to hold in her cries. Chopper ran up and took the piece of paper from the red head. Chopper read it over. Tears formed in his little eyes. He handed the paper to me. Zoro, Brook, Sanji and Franky read it over my shoulder. 

‘Hello, Strawhats,’ the letter started. ‘I have been hired by a friend of your little Tiger Lilly. He wants his property back, and so, hired me. If you try to contact the marines in that area, don’t they are for slavery. If you come here with other pirate crew, just be prepared for your little [Y/N]’s life to be terminated right then and there. I hope you all suffer the same defeat as I did. Best, Zeo.’ 

I growled and lowered my head, crumpling the paper up in my fist. Nami looked up. 

“H-how did he make it onto the ship without any of us noticing? Surly someone would have noticed.” She said. Chopper sighed. 

“I-I should have known. I was up later than usual, working on some medicine for [Y/N] and her nightmares. I heard someone walking around, but I just thought it was one of you or [Y/N]. I’m sorry. It’s my fault [Y/N] was kidnapped!” Chopper wailed. I placed his strawhat on Chopper’s head. Chopper looked up. 

“It’s not your fault, Chopper. It’s no one’s fault. We all should have payed more attention.” I said. Zoro looked at me. 

“What do we do now, Luffy?” He asked. I looked up, determination on my face. 

“We’re going to give my brother’s crew and Tra-guy a visit.” I said. Usopp frowned.

“But Zeo said that if we tried to bring another crew [Y/N] would be killed right then and there.” He said. I shook his head. 

“We all know that the world government are just a bunch of cowards. They won’t dare stand up to Whitebeard, let alone Whitebeard AND Tra-guy,” I said. I looked at Franky. “Franky, can you get us connected to Tra-guy’s coordinates? It’s time to make the call.” I said. 

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~Law’s POV~

I was sitting in my office, just doing paper work, as usual, when my transponder snail started ringing. I sighed and picked it up, noticing that it took the form of Strawhat Luffy (I have no idea how Transponder Snails work. If you know how they work, please let me know in the comments so I can fix it as soon as possible). I braced for a headache. 

“What is it, Strawhat-ya?” I asked in exasperation. What caught my attention was that Luffy’s transponder snail didn’t look like the normal and bubbly face of Luffy. It was a serious face. One only dawned when one of his friends was in trouble. 

“Tra-guy,” Luffy said. “It’s about [Y/N].” He said. I tensed. What happened to her? What was going on? I had helped Chopper tend to the poor girl when the Thousand Sunny suddenly showed up to the Polar Tang, the little doctor begging me for help. After that, I promised myself I would help them protect the former slave should the need arise. 

“What happened? Is [Y/N] alright?” I asked. I heard Luffy sigh. 

“I would be trying to convince myself as well if I said she was fine,” Luffy said. “[Y/N]’s been kidnapped by Zeo, a fishman my crew and I ran into. He took her back to her old master,” Luffy read off the note that was left so that I could hear it. My eyes narrowed. Then, Luffy said something that I would never had thought he would say. “Please, Law,” Never, in the years that I had known the energy filled kid, had I ever heard Luffy call me ‘Law’. “Please, help us find [Y/N] and bring her back.” Luffy pleaded. I closed my eyes and sighed. 

“I’ll help you, Luffy. But we’re not going to be able to do it alone. We need more help if we’re going to bring [Y/N] back.” I said. Luffy nodded. 

“Yeah, I figured as much. That’s why I’m also going to contact my older brother and the Whitebeard Pirates. Considering Whitebeard is [Y/N]’s father by blood and Marco and Ace are extremely protective of her, we should have no problem getting her back. I’ll have Franky send you the coordinates where we will come up with a plan to get [Y/N] back.” Luffy said. I nodded. 

“Alright. I’ll find Whitebeard and tell him the news.” I said. Luffy nodded. 

“Thank you, Tra-guy.” Luffy said. I sighed as Luffy hung up. Guess I was wrong about the rubbery boy. He never changes. I frowned and set course for the Moby Dick.

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~Third Person POV~

The Whitebeard Crew were doing what they normally did. Whitebeard was connected to the many tubes that kept his health up. He watched over his ship with his sons moving about on a peaceful day. Marco was up in the crow’s nest, keeping watch. He noticed bubbles forming. The First Division Commander frowned and turned to his captain. 

“Pops! There’s something coming up close to the ship!” He shouted. The crew froze and got ready to fight what ever was coming up. The Polar Tang appeared and Law walked on. Whitebeard frowned. He stood up and disconnected the tubes. 

“Trafalgar Law, what brings you to my ship?” Whitebeard asked. Law walked up. 

“I’m not here for a fight, Whitebeard. I’m here on behalf of Strawhat Luffy and his Crew.” He said. Ace frowned and stepped forward. 

“What’s happened to my brother? If something has happened, I demand you tell me now!” Ace shouted, fire engulfing his form. Whitebeard glanced down at his son. 

“Ace, calm yourself. Let Trafalgar speak.” Whitebeard said. Ace calmed down, per his captain’s request. Law sighed. 

“You all might want to sit down for this,” he said. The crew took a seat, the division commanders sitting in a circle around Trafalgar. Ace and Marco sat on the left and right of Whitebeard. “Well, for starters, Strawhat-ya found your daughter, Whitebeard. [Y/N].” Law said. Whitebeard’s eyes widened. 

“T-that’s impossible. My daughter, [Y/N] disappeared three years ago. She was lost to the unforgiving sea.” He said. Law shook his head. 

“No, she wasn’t. About a weak later, [Y/N]-ya was picked up by a World Government ship. Instead of returning her to you, they took her away and made her a slave,” Law explained. Whitebeard’s eyes went wide and tears fell from them. 

“Strawhat-ya, Usopp-ya and Tony-ya all found her and took her back to their ship, tending to her until she was back to health.” Law said. Whitebeard wiped the tears away with his large fingers. 

“Where is my daughter now?” Whitebeard asked. Law sighed and looked down. 

“She’s been kidnapped. By a fishman the Strawhats encountered a while back. His name was Zeo and he has the powers of invisibility. He snuck onto their ship and took [Y/N]-ya away.” Law explained. Whitebeard grit his teeth, looking down. Shadows covered his eyes. Ace frowned and placed his hand on his Pop’s large leg. 

“Pops?” Ace asked tentatively. Whitebeard looked up. He glanced down at Marco and Ace. 

“Marco, Ace, how would you both like to kick some World officials butts?” Whitebeard asked. Ace smirked and lit up his hand.  

“Hell yeah.” Ace said quietly.

Marco smirked and sprouted his wings, landing on his Pop’s shoulder. 

“We’d be glad to, Pops.” Marco said. Whitebeard nodded and looked at Law. 

“Strawhat-ya is sending me the coordinates of where to meet to come up with a plan. If you don’t mind, my crew and I would like to keep the Polar Tang close to your ship.” He said. Whitebeard nodded. 

“Of course. Once you have the coordinates, we’ll set course.” He said. Law nodded. They were going to rescue their beloved [Y/N] even if it costed them their lives.

~Here is Part 2 of the One Piece: Various x Former Slave/Whitebeard’s Daughter Reader series. This series might have more than three parts, I don’t know yet. Anyway, stay tuned for the third part. Please feel free to leave notes and follow me. Thank you all and I hope you are having a great day/night and staying safe.~

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The Descend and the Resurface

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

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Morphing Love // Noah Centineo AU

Summary: After moving from Los Angeles to Angel Grove you didn’t expect to go from a normal kid to saving the world with five people at your new school. Add on the issues from the move that caused your long term relationship problems you aren't’ sure how you’ll survive the fight.

Characters: Noah Centineo x Power Ranger!Reader, Jason Scott, Kimberly Hart, Billy Cranston, Zach Taylor, Trini Kwan, and Lana Condor (movie role mentioned briefly)

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Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers or the plot in the movie. I do however own my plot line along with the Reader. Do not post our work on other sites without our explicit consent.

Warnings: Swearing, fighting, angst (of course), and fluff.

A/N: I wasn’t going to write this but it’s been plaguing my dreams literally so I decided to write it. I apologize for not posing I’m just dealing with emotional shit I’d rather not have to. Please request! PLEASE!

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There were things you had done that you weren't proud of in the past that had for sure brought you to who you were now. You had moved to Angel Grove when your father's construction company was hired by a business wanting to build a new store and a warehouse. It was by a large company that could help bring more customers to the family business even if the business was the top one in California; even been hired to work outside of California as well.

"I have the plans right in front of me. Okay they want the manager's office larger?" Your Dad asked his partners at the dining room table.

"I'm going for a run." You spoke while he waved you off. You sighed as you nestled your phone into your pocket before you took off from your house. The house sat in the outskirts of town with a large piece of land behind it.

You had welcomed the move to a town sitting in the middle of nowhere almost, the only thing that had Angel Grove there was the quarry. The same one you would run in the woods by each afternoon and evening to get away from the business talk your Dad had over Skype with his business partners, your uncles. That was how you got to this part of your life.

It was on that Saturday you had been running when you heard the explosion that had sent you running to see what was wrong. Standing there in shock at the strange material wall was a group of kids from your class at Angel Grove High School. The moment that bent over to pick things up you were right there picking an near iridescent white chunk of glass that had black splotches in it.

Kimberly was holding a pink one, Billy holding blue along with the yellow one in Trini's fingers while Jason leaned down staring at the red. It seemed the one most excited was Zach hanging on tight to a black one.

Life exploded after that with running from Quarry Security to literally being hit by a train and waking up perfectly fine. It got hectic after that. The night you all confronted Rita Repulsa at the marina you watched one of you friends and teammates die. Billy died right there in front of you in such a devastating way you thought it was over. Especially when you were informed early you were moving back to Los Angeles.

Now you were watching Billy laying there dead on the edge of the spaceship while Alpha spoke shocked to Zordon, the former Red Ranger in the spaceship wall. Seeing Billy die made you sit back and re-examine your life, when you came to Angel Grove you were in a serious relationship that steadily broke down after becoming a Power Ranger.

"We should give the coins to Alpha." You mumbled sitting next to Billy, "Why him? He was the most selfless one?"

"You can't-"

"We're kids! Zordon! Our brains aren't even fully developed!" You shouted, "I'm leaving in a few days! If we were picked by the coins then why did they pick me when I'll leaving?"

"What?" Jason spoke staring at you.

"I'm done." You shook your head climbing to your feet, "Billy's dead because we were reckless and stupid."

You were just reaching the exit of the ship when the gasp brought you to a stop. You turned to see Billy breathing heavily leaning up while Alpha began to speak to Zordon. You were completely shocked at the revival of Billy but it didn't make you feel any better. Without another look you were jumping up into the water and swimming to the edge to climb up the cliff edge. You knew the others followed.

"See you tomorrow." You spoke at the edge of cliff that led down into the water. The rest of the group stood there soaked and nodding.

"Yeah." Jason spoke clearing his throat, "Four o'clock tomorrow."

With that you started jogging back to your house with a goal of contacting Noah to talk, the boy that was quickly picking up fame from the movies he had done. You had been together for two years before it broke off mutually a while back. from the lack of communication. You were busy training and worried he would get hurt in this fight against Rita even if he would never believe this. He thought this only happened in the film industry but you lived the truth.

"Hey Sweetheart." Mom spoke kissing your cheek as she wrestled with a jar. You grabbed it from her and swiftly twisted your wrist to open it, "Oh thank you."

"Mhm." You nodded heading up to your room, "I"'m calling Noah."

"Oh." She blinked as she watched you continue up the stairs to your room.

You nestled into the comfy chair at your desk in the your room clicking the icon of Noah's contact. You watched it ring and ring before he answered with a shocked expression on a familiar background of a trailer.

"Hey." You awkwardly waved receiving a similar one from him.

"Hey, what happened?" He asked leaning in to look at your face closer, "Did someone punch you?"

Your eyes widened at you looked into the little window showing you in the corner of your computer, easily seen was a bruise covering your cheekbone to just under your eye. How your mother didn't notice was beyond you.

"Did someone hurt you?"

"No!" You quickly shook your head in response, "I honestly think I may have bruised from the basketball in my gym."

"Wow someone is str-" Noah was cut off by someone in the background yelling his name, "Hey I have to go, I have an onset interview."

"Yeah. It was nice talking to you." You spoke as the screen went black. The talk had brought back the reasons behind why you couldn't be with him.

You went back to ignoring messages or calls from Noah in an effort to forget about him and focus on not dying. It seemed to work up until Goldar literally threw you onto an abandoned building that collapsed onto your Velociraptor Zord. The tons of building immobilized your body and it hurt even in the protective morphing armour and the Zord.

"You good?" Jason asked as he tugged you out of the rubble.

"Yeah." You choked standing up in pain as you quite literally stumbled into the fight in front of the crater where the Zeo Crystal was laying.

"I can't hold it!" Kim exclaimed just as you all tipped over into the large fire filled crater. You thought it was over until you were yanked to Jason's Zord and within a blink of an eye your Velociraptor was now morphed into the largest Zord with the other ones.

"I'm the tail?" You gasped indignant, "Why the hell am I the tail?!"

"Focus! You're the balance we needed and you watched our back literally." Jason spoke staring directly at Rita, "Let's do this."

Rita was gone literally thrown into outer-space while you all stared in shock at the destruction of the town you had called home. Barely a building was left standing while you worked to conceal the Zeo Crystal once more from anyone's shocked prying eyes. It was a tough job while people were walking around in a daze.

"Where's Y/N?"

The frantic calls of your parents shook you to the core but the one voice was hysterical along with them. You looked over your shoulder to see your family, with Jason's Dad, scanning the area for you two. However just as scared was Noah gulping in fear but he stood still when he noticed the Power Rangers working to fill a massive hole.

"Is that?"

"Yes it's Noah Centineo." You sighed turning your back to him, "We dated for two years. It ended a few days after we found the coins."

"He's really good in To All The Boys I've Loved Before." Kim spoke staring at the black visor on your amour that was a stark contrast to the white on the rest of it.

"I know. Look it's too dangerous for him to be with me."

"I don't think anyone will notice who the Power Rangers are." Trini explained stepping back as the boys each pushed the last bit into the hole.

"But-"

"We needed to do as much as we can before we leave. We may have beat Rita but we need to clean up the mess we helped make."

Each Ranger went to a part of town to clean up until you were walking back to your Zord as your family collapsed onto their knees. Noah held a phone in his hand bringing you to a standstill when his voice came through.

"I know you're ignoring me but I saw on the news what happening. I'm on my way but you need to call me back. I need to know your safe. I love you okay."

"No! NO! She can't-" Your Mom's sob cut herself off as she fell into your Dad's arms. Both equally devastated in thinking your were dead and while you wanted to lose your armour you couldn't in the middle of here.

"We have to get going." Jason spoke coming to stand next to you. You had taken a step in their direction without realizing, "Let's get back to Zordon."

"Yeah." You mumbled keeping a wide berth around the grieving three people that meant the greatest  to you.

You sluggishly walked over to your Zord trying to ignore the inconsolable cries of your parents. While the others were already in theirs you couldn't take leaving your family in absolute distress so when they started to move you had already raced by to take the Zord back. However you didn't wait for the others before you were running back at full speed.

You stepped out of a dark shadow without your armour taking a deep breathe to open your house door. You barely stepped into the entrance when you heard a gasp from the swinging bench on your porch.

“Y/N?" Noah breathed yanking your sore form into his arms, "Where were you?"

"A long story." You spoke wincing. You were pretty sure you had fractured or bruised ribs , "I found a safe place. Lost my phone." You cleared your throat staring at a peeling piece of white paint.

"Good. Can you tell me the truth now?" Noah questioned turning to you, "I looked at my phone for a moment during a break and I see that Angel Grove was being attacked. Then I see a group of superheroes, what the fuck by the way, saving the town and no one knows where you are?"

"Jason's going to kill me." You muttered.

"Who's Jason?"

"Not important." You waved it off, "Okay so a little over a week ago I was running in the Quarry at night. I hear this explosion, apparently Billy decided to use explosives, so I run other. Weirdest shit for a wall I've ever seen. In the glass is weird colours."

Noah blinked in disbelief.

"Six of us are staring before one of us starts breaking the glass so we each pick up a small chunk that holds these weird coins? Problem is that we were all trespassing and security along with police show up. Long story short we run off, manage to jump into a speeding minivan and when we think we're safe boom! We get hit by a train." You spoke using your hands while pulling the Power Coin out of your pocket.

"Are you fucking with me?" Noah exclaimed standing up, "I thought you were dead and you make a joke about?"

"It's not a joke." You shook your head climbing to your feet, "Come with me."

You yank him after you around the side of the house to where your bedroom window on the second floor was. With barely a glance at Noah you jump with such a height you put Twilight to shame into your bedroom.

"See! Come on!"

Noah shakes his head with a mutter of losing the front door before he opens your bedroom door to step inside. Anyone else would have made an excuse to your parents and fled the scene with an anonymous tip to a mental health specialist. However Noah was different in that aspect.

"I'm not sure how that happened."

"Okay." You breathed in slowly reaching deep inside you while holding the iridescent Power Coin in your head. You didn't feel it but when Noah released a sharp breath of air you knew that you had morphed easily without the morphing grid in the cave.

"What the fuck."

You opened your eyes to see Noah was stark white in the face before he collapsed heavily to the ground. You winced leaning down to check him over.

"Noah." You spoke shaking his shoulder. You expected an outburst but now a fainting spell from him, "Noah."

"Mhm, what happened?" Noah asked leaning up to press a hand to his head keeping his eyes closed.

"You pulled a Lara Jean. You fainted."

"I think the adrenaline made me hallucinate."

"You didn't. Open your eyes." You whispered.

His beautiful brown eyes slowly opened to widen at the sight of the white armour and black face plate. You de-morphed yourself to hold him while he mentally freaked out.

"This shouldn't be real life."

"I shouldn't be alive after that train." You spoke, "I don't know why this happened to me and I hope it doesn't change your view of me."

"It may make things a little more difficult I'm not going to lie but we can do this. Now I know why you didn't answer my texts now." Noah spoke brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear, "So that nasty bruise was because?"

"We couldn't morph originally so we were training without it. I had so many bruises and broken bones that healed but wow. The difference between armour and no armour fighting is astounding." You shook you head in disbelief.

"This is crazy. Do your parents now?"

"Hell no. I wasn't supposed to tell you but you saw through my lies."

"Do you have to stay in Angel Grove forever now?"

"For the rest of senior year yes but I'm still keeping my plan of going to college in LA."

"Are you crazy enough to move in with me then?" Noah asked brushing your cheek with his finger.

"Are you crazy enough to live with a Power Ranger?"

"I guess we can be crazy together." Noah grinned taking your chin in his thumb and index finger you pulled you close to kiss you.

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Darkness on Umbara Chp.8 (Rex x Reader)

Chapter 7. Chapter 9.

Moment to Breathe

cw: Rex x Reader, Reader is a medic, incorrect military procedure, graphic descriptions of injuries, blood, swearing, death and battle, Spoilers for the Umbara Arc, Pong Krell is an asshole, reader insert, names of non-canon dead clones, Mentions of breakdowns, transwoman clone, Brief mention of inhibitor chips, reader is gender neutral, no use of (Y/N), if i miss a tag LMK

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In the end, you had to be sedated.

When Rex was called to continue the fight at the airbase with the reinforcements, you panicked so badly Kix had to inject you to calm you down. 

Luckily, your mind wasn’t clouded and you still had your wits about you. You were still able to treat the wounded, but you didn’t miss how Jesse opted to ‘guard’ you and Kix as you managed to transfer all the wounded into the airbase’s medical facility. 

It was clear he wanted to keep an eye on you since Rex couldn’t. And, truthfully, this was the first time you’d had such a breakdown in front of the men. Kix had his own, when Tup tackled him, so the trooper most likely thought both medics of the 501st were unstable. 

Even if you were, you did your jobs.

The fight was chaotic as the Umbarans battled for their facility. Luckily, with both Jesse and Kix, you got every injured trooper into the safety of the medical bay before the fighting was even done. 

They didn’t have bacta tanks, but they had much needed supplies you used to save everyone you could. Not nearly enough for everyone if Krell decided to pull another suicide mission, but enough to help those that needed it right now.

Fyre. Vim. Oz. Ringo. North. Gabe. Tro. Tess. Zeb. Sante. Reign. Pheon. Dawn. Nim. Jamie. Hek. Recon. Mav. Zeo. Fisher. Hinge. Trident. Iron. Mesh. Steele. Bruno. Zeke. Jumper. Aura. Dia. Silk. 

By the time Krell had joined the soldiers, you and Kix hadn’t lost anyone else. You got the troopers stable, laying on cots, and sleeping as peacefully as they could. Those who didn’t require life sustaining equipment were sent to the barracks of the airbase to rest. 

You and Kix stepped outside once you both were done with the wounded. Jesse had been keeping a steady guard by the door, preventing anyone uninjured from coming inside and disturbing you.

The airbase belonged to the 501st. 

Umbarans who hadn’t died fighting, were led to prison cells somewhere else within the base. Several squads were already walking around, inspecting the Umbaran weaponry. A few were going through crates of supplies, such as weapons and ammo.

You remained silent as you followed Kix and Jesse through the base. The three of you met up with Rex, Fives and Hardcase. There was pride in your lover’s eyes as he spoke to the heroic pilots, “despite Hardcase’s flying, you two saved us all.” 

Hardcase sounded as proud and energized as always, “It wasn’t so tough.”

“You sure?” Jesse took off his helmet with a smirk, “You looked a little green when you came out of that fighter.” He teased the hyperactive trooper. All of them were in a good mood, finding the shred of happiness after such casualties. 

You wished you could feel the same pride and happiness. But your mental state, as well as the sedatives in your blood prevented it. 

“Mesh’la,” Rex turned to you, “Are you ok?” 

“No losses since we took the airbase.” you responded, blatantly ignoring his question about you, “The seriously injured are stable and resting in the med bay.”

“That's not-.”

“Captain,” His words were loudly cut off by Krell. The temporary General stomped towards you all, looking as displeased as ever. Appo was tailing him along with another trooper, “Report, what is our situation?”

The 501st captain stepped forward, “General, we have taken the base and cut off enemy supply lines to the capital.” His back was straight, standing at attention, as did the others. 

You…remained behind Fives, staying out of the Jedi’s line of sight. If Krell turned his ire to you, you couldn’t promise you wouldn’t do something to get yourself court-martialed.

The besliska raised a large hand and rubbed his chin, “Luck has smiled on you today, Captain.” His tone sounded smug, “Consider yourself fortunate.” 

“It wasn't all luck sir,” Rex kept calm and steady, not letting Krell get to him, “A lot of men died to take this base.”

Too many good men. You thought blankly. A part of you felt hollow and empty as the captain mentioned the lost souls.

The General raised his hands, and looked at the dark sky, “A price for such victory.” He looked back down and crossed two of his four arms, “Perhaps you’ll realize this.”

You didn’t miss Rex’s fist clenching in rage. Your lover’s fury was a rare sight. But dammit, Krell was doing a good job at bringing it out. Instead of lashing out however, he took a breath and lowered his head.

The Jedi turned and began to walk away, “Dismissed.”

You and Fives stepped forward. You placed your hand on Rex’s shoulder as the ARC trooper grumbled, “He’s the one who will never realize.”

You remained silent, only squeezing Rex’s shoulder before letting go. You turned and began to walk back to the medical bay, unable to be around anyone right now. 

At least those in the medical facility were unconscious. 

Once the doors opened, you were surprised to see a trooper. Hana, had been waiting for you, holding a bloody wrist, “Sorry to bother, Doc. One of the bastards were hiding and jumped me.”

You motioned for the trooper to sit down on an open cot, “Are sutures alright?” You wanted to save bandages and bacta. Just in case Krell tried to kill anyone else. 

Hana nodded, resting the injury on one of the small medical cabinets that were placed next to every bed. You pulled a chair, set the suture kit down, and immediately got to work.

During your stitching, you took notice of distinguishable features, since this was the first time you’ve seen the trooper without a helmet. White nail polish, small studs for earrings, hair pulled back into a bun, indicating length longer than ‘military standard’. 

You didn’t want to assume, but it wasn’t unheard of for there to be sisters among the troopers.

“Hana.” you spoke softly, “I like your nails. And your earrings.” It was a small push, one to ask the question without assuming.

Hana’s surprised look then relieved smile told you all you needed to know. She responded quietly, “I know it's not regulation, but…”

“Who cares about regulation?” You returned her smile, noticing that she also wore waterproof mascara, “If it's what you want, then no one should stop you.” Your suturing was almost done.

Hana nodded, looking at her nails on the hand you weren’t stitching up. Impressively, they weren’t chipped, “I might go blue, next time.” She murmured, “so I keep matching the 501st.”

“Why not paint one hand blue and the other white?” You suggested, deciding to use a patch to cover the sutures, “Something unique.”

It was nice, having a conversation that wasn’t about Umbara, injuries, the soldiers lost or Krell. It was just…about nail polish. A good distraction. Something to get your mind off your earlier breakdown.

By the time you were done, she settled on a pattern of half blue and half white. She walked out of the clinic, with a stitched up wrist and small smile. Maybe she needed the mental distraction of the doom and death as well. 

Despite losing so many…at least you made Hana feel better.

You sighed, putting your face in your hands as soon as the door was closed. You basked in the small clicks and beeps of machines monitoring the men's status, taking just a few minutes to breathe. After a second, you heard a shift. 

One of the unconscious troopers turned onto his side to get more comfortable. You inspected the medical equipment next to his bed to check his status. He was alive and healing.

All of them were alive.

The doors opened again, and you looked up. Rex was standing there, helmet off and looking at you with both love and worry in his beautiful eyes, “May I…come in?” He asked quietly, as if not to wake the men. 

“You don't have to ask, you know.” you responded, giving him a small, tired smile. It was endearing, how he’d become shy when you two were in private.

He walked over to you and brushed his hand over your cheek, “How’s your arm?” the captain asked, looking at the bandages you still wore. The bacta soaked gauze were doing their job, as the wound pulsed and throbbed in pain, indicating healing. Whether all your muscles would return remains to be seen, but at least the nerves and veins were being repaired. 

“It’s getting better.” you answered, reaching up to hold his face in your hand. Your eyes narrowed, “You need rest.” 

“We all do.” Rex mumbled, closing his eyes and leaning his face into your palm. He breathed deeply before opening his eyes to look at you, “Mesh’la,” His term of endearment for you slipped from his lips, “You’ve saved so many of my brothers.” 

That's why he was here. Because of your earlier breakdown. 

“I’m alright now, Rex.” you gently reassured him, “I…was panicked. After the battle with the tanks, and getting Silk killed, I was terrified I’d lose you.” 

Rex leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on your forehead. One of his hands rested at your hip, holding you close, “Silk’s death wasn’t your fault, none of the losses are your fault,” his tone was so soft, so gentle, “You have saved so many of us, not just on Umbara, but on every planet we’ve been to. Every battle, every fight…you’ve done so much. For all of us.”

“I want to do more,” you responded, “I don’t want you to lose any more of your brothers…I know it's war, but…”

He sighed, “We are clones. We were made to fight for the Republic. Die for the Republic, if the situation calls for it.” His eyes held a certain sadness to it, “We are meant to be expendable.” 

“Not to me.” your voice was resolute. He wasn’t expendable. No clone was expendable.

Rex looked at you like you were the moon and stars themselves. He pulled you closer, kissing you passionately on the lips. Your chest met his armor, and he leaned into you, “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum…” he murmured when you broke away, “Gar cuyir ner kar'ta bal runi…” His forehead was against yours, holding you so tenderly.

“Bal ni kar'tayl gar darasuum,” you whispered back, taking in his warmth and love, “Gar cuyir ner oyay bal narser…”

He kissed you again, only pulling away when one of the unconscious soldiers moved in his sleep.

“I have to find Krell,” he mumbled, looking at you mournfully, “He may have orders…”

“Go, be the 501st captain, cyare.” you gave him a peck on the cheek, “Good luck dealing with him.”

He sighed and stepped back, leaving the medical bay. 

You watched him go before checking on all of them men. They were stable still, and luckily, a few were in a good enough state to wake up. A majority of them responded well to your neuro-check. Despite the good response from them, you wanted to keep the soldiers who sustained hits to the head in the med bay. 

However, there was an ARF trooper, Rush, who was still slurring his words. It was a terrible blow to the head he had sustained taking the airbase. Putting him back under the effects of sedatives and painkillers, you wanted to move on to everyone else. But…

Well, the Umbarans were technologically advanced. The life support and monitoring systems were intergalactic basics. All from the same base that you were trained with. However, they had systems and machines you had never seen before. You tried to use some of the more heavy duty equipment, but had no luck. 

One of them was a scanner, that you could tell. It resembled a datapad, but clearly had the technology and structure of the Umbarans. The screen had values and data that exceeded most medical equipment in the Republic. Your fingers toyed with it, trying to get the thing to work in your favor. Such a small but powerful scanner would be useful. 

Your shoulders slumped just as the med bay doors opened again, “Holy fuck you’re still awake!?” Kix’s eyes were wide, staring at you. His helmet was off and he seemed…somewhat refreshed. He probably got something to eat and took a power nap after Krell dismissed everyone. 

“Yea, there's still a lot to do.” you looked at him, holding the scanner, “Plus, I’m trying to crack some of this equipment.”

“The hardware and programming isn’t anything we’ve seen before.” The medic looked over your shoulder to see the tablet in your hands, “Oh? What's this?”

“I think it's a hand-held full body scanner. More powerful than anything in the Republic.” you answered, “I want it. But I can’t get the damn program to behave.” 

He stepped back, one hand on his hip, “Jesse and Fives are in the east hangar playing with some of their weapons,” Kix gave you a soft smile, “I’ll keep an eye on the guys here, take a break.” 

You couldn’t help but return his smile. It was clear the both of you had hit your limits with the losses. But now, after some rest, your spirits were higher.

After you gave an overview of each of the injured troopers, you left the medical bay and went to the hagar. The airbase was more organized now. Supplies were being moved, weapons were being inspected, and patrols were established. The 501st was very efficient. 

The hagar wasn't so organized but definitely had more energy. Several soldiers were on floating platforms, inspecting suspended starships. Others were working on the ships themselves, looking at the mechanics and wiring. It didn’t take you long to find Fives and Jesse. 

The ARC trooper was with Tup, having pried off a metal sheet from the ship he piloted before. The two of them were discussing something, most likely the controls or mechanics, as they inspected the inner workings of the Umbaran weapon. 

Dogma was seated nearby, cleaning his rifle while Jesse was standing at a consol, brow furrowed. He was hard at work attempting to crack the enemy hardware.

You approached, stepping in front of the console, “Hey Jesse,” Your voice was quiet, not wanting to distract the others, or wake up Hardcase who was asleep on the floor, leaning against the ship Tup and Fives worked on, “Are you busy?”

The senior trooper perked up, “Depends,” He leaned forward with a glint in his eye, “I can always make time for you.” you snorted when he winked. 

Dogma scoffed, “That is inappropriate.” 

You rolled your eyes, but handed Jesse the tablet, “Kix told me you were working on the Umbaran hardware, I was hoping you could help me crack this thing.” 

He raised a brow and took it, “What is it?”

“Some kind of scanner, I think.” you answered, sitting down next to Dogma, “But more powerful than anything in the Republic.”

“Might be easier than this fucking thing.” He smacked the console, “Give me a few minutes and I'll-.”

There was a yelp behind you and Fives tumbled off the starship, hitting the ground. The noise woke Hardcase with a jerk, who sat up and looked around confused. 

“I told you not to do that,” Tup looked at the ARC trooper's pathetic form on the floor, “I warned you that if you touched the wire, it would shock you.” 

“I know, I know.” Fives huffed and got to his feet and dusted himself off, “Fucking Umbarans and their…”

“I cracked the hardware,” Jesse raised the tablet, “It says Fives doesn't have a brain.”

“Son of a-”

You laughed softly alongside Tup who had paused his toying with the machine. Once you stepped up to the console, hand open, Jesse looked at you, “Oh, sorry. I actually didn't. I just saw an opportunity.” He chuckled. 

Fives huffed and swiped the Umbara gadget from him, “Give me that. I’ll figure this out.”

“What's going on?” Hardcase slurred from the floor.

“Nothing, go to the barracks and get some sleep.” Dogma mumbled, keeping his eyes down to continue cleaning his weapon. 

Hardcase looked around before he silently nodded and stood up, “Sleep well, buddy.” You bid him farewell as he stumbled out of the hangar. A part of you felt jealous at his ability to sleep right now. 

You…didn’t think you could. Not until all of this was done. 

Tup spoke your name softly, earning your attention, “Are…you and Kix ok?” 

Oh, he’s so sweet. Tup reminded you of a shiny fresh off Kamino, overly respectful, overly polite and overly shy. You hoped that with more experience, he’d break out of the shell, learn that you could be a friend, not just his doctor. 

You gave him a tired yet genuine smile, “We are, just needed some rest and time to breathe.”

The trooper nodded before looking over at Dogma, “Hey, Dogma, isn’t there something you need to tell our good doctor?”

The other trooper flinched before he nodded, “Listen, Doc…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things on the field.” His dark brown eyes were filled with clear sorrow and regret. His apology surprised you, but you appreciated it nonetheless.

“How’s your jaw?” You asked, crossing your arms. 

“Hardcase has a strong right hook.” He mumbled, looking away ashamed, “But it's fine…”

With a sigh you approached and put a hand on his shoulder, “It's not the worst that's been said to me.” you wanted to laugh at his surprised look but remained calm, “Apology accepted.”

He slumped his shoulders and let out a relieved sigh. 

“Got it!” Fives practically cheered, causing a trooper on a platform to visibly jump. The ARC trooper gave the scanner to you quickly before he dashed to Jesse’s side to help him with the console.

You looked over the gadget and began to toy with it silently. After a few minutes, the tablet responded to your touch easily. Wordlessly you stood and raised it to Dogma. 

After a press on the screen, a fan of light went over the confused trooper. He paused, looking at you, “Doc…?” 

The screen blinked, and on it, was an outline of his body. Next to it were values. 

Blood pressure. Heart rate. Blood count. Adrenal levels. Liver enzymes. Nerve response time. Bone density. Hours of sleep.

All important values in terms of health and wellbeing. On the outline there were indicators and when you pressed the screen, there was more information. You pressed the area of his jaw, exactly were Hardcase had clocked him. 

“Are you sore where Hardcase hit you?” you asked him and he nodded. After his answer, you perked up happily, knowing the scanner worked. However, there was another indicator in his head. 

When you pressed it, the information was…off. 

To test it, you scanned Fives, only to get the same result. Then Jesse, then Tup. All of them had the same result.

ANOMALY: right orbital floor, parietal and temporal intersection

Huh…weird….

[imagineaworlds]

Not Her -- Jason Scott

Written By: @aliedelanie

Request: “Hi, could you do a Jason Scott imagine where him and reader are a couple and instead of billy drowning, it is the reader?”   

Warnings: Death. Angst. (16+)

Pairing: Jason Scott x Reader

Word Count: 831

Listen To: Make You Feel My Love by Glee Cast

When I came to, I found myself immobilized by restraints. Then, when I looked up, I saw Rita standing on a dock, watching us. The last thing I remembered was fighting Rita, and losing. As I fainted, I heard Jason screaming my name, but I couldn’t scream back. Beside me, tied to the same boat I was, all of my friends, too were captured. Next to me was Jason, and on my other side was Billy. I guessed that I was the last to wake because everyone looked to me when I started looking around.

Rita began pacing around on the dock. “I’ll make this very simple, amatuer rangers. This can go the easy way or the hard way, alright? All I need to know is where the Zeo Crystal is.” Rita stopped pacing when she was standing just in front of Jason. “So, Red Ranger, what will it be?”

Jason shook his head, “We don’t know where it is,” he explained.

“Don’t lie!” Rita yelled angrily, then pointed her staff towards me. “Tell me the truth or I kill Ms. Purple—”

“—I promise… I don’t know where it is! Zordon didn’t tell us anything in order to protect us.”

Rita laughed, “Just as you are protecting your friends now…” She sighed, “Oh, Red… I believe you, don’t you worry. However, one of you knows the true whereabouts of my crystal. The ranger who knows the answer should come forward before I start taking you out one by one.” She was pacing again, somehow that made her threat more real to us, yet no one said anything. I didn’t know where the crystal was, and nor did Jason, but who did? I begged that they wouldn’t say anything to Rita. I’d rather die than give Rita the crystal willingly. “Alright, then. You’ve made your choice.” Rita stopped in front of Zack then pressed her staff against his forehead. Zack began screaming out in pain, and the rest of us started to protest by attempting to escape our restraints and help him, but we were trapped. “Someone better fess up,” Rita warned.

“Alright! Alright!” Billy cried out. We all relaxed, including Rita who stopped torturing Zack. “I know where the Zeo Crystal is.”

Desperately, Rita moved in front of him, with a lust for power in her eye, “Where? Where is my crystal?”

“It’s under a dining establishment…”

“What does that mean?” she questioned, growing angry.

Billy sighed, “It’s under a Krispy Kreme.” We all became confused. “It’s under Krispy Kreme, alright… please just let us go.”

Rita hesitated, “Hmmm…” She took a step back, “Fine. However, I’m sure that Zordon will be most disappointed in me if I don’t kill one of you. So…” I watched as she turned to me, lifted her staff, and the next thing I knew, I was dropped into the water with my hands and legs still tied together. I couldn’t do anything to stay afloat, and with the shock of being suddenly dropped into the salt water, I didn’t have time to catch a breath. Instantly, I began to fear that I would drown, and through the blurred world above me, I could still tell that my friends were trapped. Again, I tried to scream Jason’s name, trying to reach him, but I couldn’t.

****

Tears stained my cheeks as Rita disappeared and we were all released. Quickly, we all hurried over to the edge of the dock and started pulling [y/n] out of the water. I kept mumbling to myself, hoping that she was still alive. Just as Zack grabbed her and pulled her onto the dock, we all fell backwards. I crawled over to [y/n], and saw that her eyes were closed and she wasn’t breathing.

Distressed, I leaned over her, “No… [y/n]...” I started doing CPR, constantly begging for her to wake up again, and I admitted that the tears weren’t helping me stay calm. “Wake up, baby. Please.” I was begging more at this point, trying to shake her back. “[y/n]!” I cried as Billy came to my side and put his hand on my shoulder.

“I’m sorry, man,” Billy said with tears streaming his face, too. “She’s gone.”

“No,” I denied. “No. She’s not gone!” Kim rushed to my other side and pulled me into a hug, separating me from [y/n]. “Stop it,” I tried pushing her away. “She’s not dead!”

Kim held me tighter, “Jason… You have to stop. We have to get Rita— that’s the only way we can do right by [y/n] now.”

“I can’t lose her, Kim… I can’t lose her.” I cried into Kim’s shoulder as [y/n] laid beside us, still not breathing. “We have to take her back to Zordon. Maybe he can do something.” I turned to pick her up, “Help me,” I pleaded desperately, “Please…” I cried harder as they all came to my side and helped me carry her through the morning back to Zordon.

[robotnik-mun]

And any rate I’m near burnt out on the Penders commenting, before I fizzle out until another fire is lit, a couple of points of discussion in one post.

1. While it’s definitely recognized by others that Ken doesn’t seem to think he can make it on his own without more popular characters to fallback on, some seem to suggest that the failure of The Lost Ones (even if Ken doesn’t admit it failed) is what cemented his desires not to attempt his own thing since then, but I don’t know.

Unlike his contributions to Sonic, The Lost Ones I can definitely recognize as something he can claim is his own legally.

But consider how often I brought up that he felt like he had to introduce some major player in a Sonic/Image crossover, plus his intent way back then to later cross characters like Ian Droid into Mobius 25 Years Later: is it really accurate to say that he attempted to do his own thing?

I mean having a crossover is one thing.  Even Youngblood crossovered with X-Force and there was even plans for them to crossover with Power Rangers Zeo.  But Youngblood for all of it’s faults at least was built up first before bringing another property into the mix, where it feels to me that if The Lost Ones was genuinely intended to be it’s own thing, then they should have been introduced without the famous hot characters first.

Of course the quality would fail either way, but as it’s kind of a thing that we can still enjoy something bad whether it’s due to not always having perfect taste or enjoying it ironically, I sometimes wonder if Penders lack of faith towards TLOs succeeding without introducing it in a big crossover might contribute to the lack of enjoyment for the readers.

I mean after all, if you can’t fully embrace something, why should your audience be more accepting of it?

2. Read up on some old discussions that had him accusing Ian of ripping off his plans to marry Bunnie and Antoine.  Yeah makes me think of The Spectacular Spider-Man The Animated Series’ 1st and 2nd episode.

To clarify, the first episode had Peter trying to recommend to Jameson that taking photos of Spider-Man would be a good way to increase paper sales.

Next episode Peter sees a paper from the Bugle with a story on Spider-Man and assumes that Jameson ripped him off.  Harry Osborn’s response to that?  "Taking photos of a famous person?  Yeah that is revolutionary".

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1. You bring up a pretty good point. For as uninspired and derivative as the overwhelming majority of Liefeld’s creations were, none of them had ever debuted in another company’s book, nor did they springboard from crossovers with something much more famous. In this light, Penders becomes an even more dammningly complacent and lazy creator for the simple fact that even his big ‘original’ project ultimately still needed to ride off Sonic’s coattails, to such a degree that he honestly tried to sell the idea that one of his original characters for his original series was a canonical counterpart to a character he never owned to begin with. 

Kind of amazing that this guy continues to fall short compared to Rob Friggin’ Liefeld of all people, but then that’s Penders for you. With that in mind its no wonder Lost Ones failed- it was infused with his insecurity and refusal to leave Sonic to begin with. Well, that and it was really, really crappily written and drawn.

2. No kidding. Then again, this is not exactly odd behavior from a guy who claimed to own the idea of the Multiverse in Sonic along with evil twins and the like.