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helluvabun · 2 months

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Lucifer xreader?

authors note: Inspired by a comment :) um, learning I really like writing nothing burgers but I'm pretty happy with this one...

Lucifer and Alastor argue over you

TW: mentions of a sibling? idk if thats a trigger

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Alastor had really done it this time. You knew he wasn’t the most genuine of friends, aware he was just being nice for personal gain. But as time went on and you and he settled into the gentle routine of quiet afternoon teas listening to jazz in his half-open bedroom under the stars, you allowed yourself to believe maybe he enjoyed your companionship. Then you lay in bed, crying over finding out your sibling ended up in hell, and he had the audacity to offer you a deal. Not even a good deal: he’d get them to the hotel in exchange for your soul. You yelled at him angrily and stormed down to the bar, face still puffy from your sobs. You demanded the strongest thing on hand from Husk before burying your hands in your arms. He poured you a double shot with a small smile.

Lucifer entered the empty bar and walked over to you. He stood quietly, waiting for you to acknowledge his presence. Eventually, he spoke, his voice barely a murmur. "I heard what happened."

You hastily wiped your eyes, looking up at him with a nervous smile. "What? How?"

"Everyone heard what happened… you weren’t exactly quiet, kiddo," he sighed gently, taking a seat on the stool beside you. "I already sent Maggie to retrieve the new sinner, so don’t worry your head about that, okay?"

You nodded silently at the information, taking another sip from your glass. You didn't know what to do; you were still so angry, but you didn't want to yell at Lucifer too, even though you wanted to yell at everyone and anything that could hear. His presence somehow seemed more comforting than the empty stool that was next to you just a few seconds ago.

Lucifer stayed silent for a moment, thinking of what to say next. He cleared his throat slightly before speaking in a soft voice, "I'm sorry about what happened with Alastor. He was never the most trustworthy demon." He leaned back against the bar and sipped his drink. "But I promise you that I will do everything in my power to ensure that your sibling is well taken care of at the hotel. And don't worry, I won't ask you to give up your soul in exchange."

You smiled softly and turned to thank him, but as soon as you opened your mouth to speak, you were interrupted by the voice you least wanted to hear.

"I don't recall being untrustworthy." You almost jumped out of your skin. After all this time, you’re still not used to him appearing randomly behind you. "At the very least, I can be trusted to uphold my end of the bargain. No need to vilify me."

"Oh really? Because I seem to remember you agreeing to take this poor sinner’s soul in exchange for getting their sibling to the hotel! Isn’t that right, Alastor dear?" The devil spoke up, a playful yet firm edge to his voice, his expression remaining steady.

"I don’t remember this deal involving you," Alastor said pointedly, placing a hand possessively on your shoulder, ignoring your stiffening under his touch. "Can we discuss this matter upstairs, my dear? This really should stay a matter between two friends."

"We were having a conversation, and I think it’s rather clear she’d rather continue that than leave with you," Lucifer interjected.

Alastor, with a wide grin that can only be described as predatory in context, slowly slid his hand off you, a slight shiver running down your spine. Lucifer's eyes turned cold, and his smile disappeared, a chilling silence filling the air. Lucifer slowly stood from the stool and looked directly at Alastor with an angry expression. Alastor stared back with a calm and confident expression, not backing down from the argument.

"Come with me, my dear. This was just a misunderstanding we can get through."

"You think she would ever choose you over me?" The King laughed. "Even if she could forgive you for your actions, she'd rather be with someone whose heart isn't filled with hatred and fear. Someone who wouldn't use her for their own gain. Someone like me."

"Are you really going to side with him? You know as well as I that Lucifer is nothing more than a deceitful, tyrannical tyrant that cares nothing for the soul of a mere sinner. Now please take my hand and let's discuss this upstairs, shall we?" He didn’t give you a choice, grabbing your hand and pulling you gently. Lucifer grabbed your other hand to hold you in place. You were in a very awkward position now, caught between a rock and a hard place. Lucifer and Alastor continued to bicker. Their voices were becoming louder and louder with each passing moment. You wished they would just shut up and leave you alone for a few seconds.

Lucifer seemed to be the only one who wanted to do the right thing for you without expecting anything in return. And you know what? He's right. Alastor is untrustworthy, manipulative, and cruel. You're so glad he's on your side.

"Will you two just shut up!" you finally said loudly, causing both of them to stop mid-sentence. "You two can’t just argue over me like I’m the last piece of pizza. Alastor, I don’t want to go with you."

"Well, you heard the girl! She doesn’t want to go with me! And since she doesn’t value me as a friend, I’ll be on my way," Alastor said, his tone unreadable, smiling broadly at Lucifer before turning to leave.

Lucifer's grip on your hand tightened a bit as he watched Alastor walk out the door. He let out a long exhale and looked at you with a soft expression.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly, his voice full of concern. You nodded silently, feeling relieved that the confrontation was over.

The Devil smiled warmly at you before releasing your hand. "Would you like to stay for another drink? On the house, of course."

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everwitch-magiks · 2 months

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Alex Claremont-Diaz, a ballet dancer, is asked to list his ‘favorite positions.’ His hilariously suggestive answer goes viral, as does the unexpectedly flustered reaction to it by the Internet’s very own FoxySexEd. So obviously, Alex has to slide into Henry’s DMs. How could he resist? When a man that attractive wants your dick, only a fool would pass. Henry is surprising. He wants to be pushed around, thrown for a loop, and he wants Alex to do it for him. But whenever Alex tries to soften his landing, Henry clams up like he’s been burned. Alex can work around that, obviously. He's a dancer. If you're gonna toe the line just right, pointe shoes are a must. Or: Alex and Henry fuck. Not in missionary.

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #firstprince #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #alternate universe #evie writes #fanfiction

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eddiesdaydream · 10 months

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you make loving fun | eddie munson

eddie munson x gn reader

apparently time does not heal all wounds. at least eddie can rely on his little family to be his saving grace.

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slight angst to fluff, established relationship, slightly older!eddie, dad!eddie, parent!reader

inspired by you make loving fun by fleetwood mac

tw - brief mentions of familial abuse, death of a parent, blood, mental illness (depression, ptsd)

a/n - this is my first time posting any of my writing online so im super nervous but i love eddie sm and have so many ideas for him so i hope at least somebody enjoys this lmao :) the events of season 4 are canon in this except eddie lived aaand there's no use of y/n or pronouns used (besides you/your, etc lol) and no physical descriptors either ! <3

When Eddie wakes, it’s with a start, his sleep-warmed body jolting in his bed. His chest heaves with adrenaline and his mind is swimming, fuzzy with sleep and the remnants of his dream, another replay of the memories he thought he’d suppressed long ago. It’s like a reel on a constant loop, playing behind his eyelids whenever he blinks, so haunting he has to sit up, pressing the heels of his palms into his eyes, as if that should erase his past and all the trauma he’s accumulated over the course of his life. He has the urge to cry, guttural, heaving sobs so heavy they wrack his chest but he can’t- he won’t. Man up, Eddie, a voice that sounds suspiciously like his father gripes in the back of his mind. I didn’t raise you to be a pussy.

Eddie remembers those same words circling his brain whenever his father would drink himself violent and he’d be forced to wedge himself, trembling, into the back of his closet, when he watched his mother’s casket get lowered into the ground before he’d even hit double digits, when he was bleeding out on the cold, hard ground in an alternate dimension, gazing up into the watercolour eyes of a boy he’d sworn to protect and wondering what use those words were to him if he was six foot under himself. Man up, Eddie. I didn’t raise you to be a pussy.

Those memories hang heavy over him like an unwavering fog, some days too thick for him to even get out of bed. Those are his worst days, when he’s too grief-stricken to move, mourning the loss of the child he never got to be, the safe refuge of his uncle’s old trailer to which he can no longer return, and a Hawkins that, while so often a cruel, unforgiving mistress, provided a home for him, now cracked through the heart and uninhabitable for the likes of one Edward Munson.

But then there’s you. You - a beacon of warm, golden light in the shadow realm of his tumultuous mind, the sunshine to his storm cloud. You cut through the fog and Eddie’s okay again, like everything really was just a bad dream.

And you don’t even have to try.

The timid lull of your singing voice drifting through the crack in your bedroom door is enough to even Eddie’s trochaic heart and chase away the fog. He’s okay. He’s safe.

“I never did believe in miracles,” you croon, your tentative voice overpowered by Christine McVie’s pipes crackling through the dusty speakers of the janky radio you keep in the kitchen. But there nonetheless. “But I’ve a feeling it’s time to try.”

Any and all thoughts of his father, his mother, and the horrors that lurk beneath the surface of the town he once called his home are pushed to the back of Eddie’s subconscious and he lets himself relax. He stretches out onto your side of the bed, cold, so he knows you got up some time ago. Pools of watery morning sunlight lave over his bare torso, gently caressing his rippling scars in the same fashion that you do before you both succumb to the heavy blanket of slumber, massaging his healing ointment in for him with a care and attentiveness that he’d never really been privy to until he met you.

Your loud, boisterous laughter ricocheting off of the apartment walls is enough to pull Eddie out of bed and have him make a beeline for you. It’s as if he’s the Earth and you’re his sun, keeping him in your orbit.

And if you’re his sun, your son is his moon, having changed the tides of Eddie’s life forever.

When Eddie enters the kitchen, he’s met with a sight that, while not unfamiliar, still feels foreign to him, as if he can’t quite believe that this is his life now. To some degree, he can’t. When he was younger, and more cynical, Eddie rejected the typical white picket fence pipedream so often sold to the nation’s youth. He didn’t want that for himself or anyone involved, for fear of becoming a mirror image of his father.

But alas, here he is. Living in an apartment of his own with the love of his life and his child. He wouldn’t have it any other way.

His mother’s ring that once sat heavy on his own ring finger now envelopes yours. And he is not his father. He is not his father.

He watches from the doorway as you dance around the small kitchen with your toddler perched on your hip, your very own babbling back-up singer. There goes his trochaic heart again, though not out of fear this time, but rather, as a result of watching the two greatest loves of his life happy and at peace. He is not his father.

“Dadadadada!” His son babbles enthusiastically, clapping as he catches sight of his father. You glance over then, a bright, sunny smile gracing your beautiful face. Your warmth greets Eddie like one might an old friend, with familiarity, yet he doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to the way you make him feel. Happy. Fulfilled. Whole.

“Hey, buddy,” he coos at his baby, who leans towards him, tiny arms outstretched. You saunter over to Eddie so he can greet the baby as he does every lazy morning, holding him close to his chest and pressing a kiss into his dark curls. You’re still humming Fleetwood Mac under your breath as you join the cuddle, arms snaking around Eddie’s back and face disappearing into the warm crook of his neck. The flutter of your eyelashes against his skin is grounding.

“Morning, my love,” you mumble. “We were just making some breakfast.”

Eddie hums, squeezing you with his free arm, his two loves tight in his embrace where they belong. “Sounds good, baby.”

You pull away then, just a hair so you can look him in the face, still puffy from sleep, but beautiful nonetheless. There’s a hint of something in his big brown eyes, something like relief that has you furrowing your brows in a quizzical manner, “everything okay, honey?”

Eddie nods immediately, and the grin that follows is blinding, really. Everything’s okay. He’s okay. When he’s with you and the baby, his little family, how could he not be?

“Perfect, baby,”

You nod, pressing a chaste kiss to each of your boys’ cheeks, before turning back to the stove to resume breakfast. The radio is playing something else now, some bubblegum pop song Eddie doesn’t recognise, but you’re still on Fleetwood Mac, using your spatula as a makeshift microphone to serenade your husband and son.

“You, you make loving fun…”

#eds <3 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x gn reader #eddie munson x gender neutral reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fanfiction #stranger things #angst #fluff #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader angst #eddie munson x reader fluff #evie writes

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house-of-secrets · 3 months

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I'm rewatching Season One for the RP and I just reached the part where Nina says yes to Sibuna as long as it does not involve pricking fingers or eating snakes. Which is so funny in light of what I have Sibuna doing in SOL, Nina is running around doing blood magic, tattooing her club members and has a pet venomous snake named Julius Squeazer.

#house of anubis #hoa #sibuna #scent of lavender #evie writes #evie rambles

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insomniacwriter17 · 1 year

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I do perceive Billy as a big cry baby, at least in the show he can cry so easily… We had seen that little Billy is definitely one crier adorable baby, and how about big Billy?

- big billy tries not to cry. It’s never been acceptable, and weakness was always frowned upon.

- but even billy has his limits. he tried not to let it happen, but there are times he can’t help but tear up, his chin wobbles, and he tried to keep his emotions in check. because it was never good to let neil see him upset.

- even now that he was with steve, where it was safe, that was a hard habit to break.

- it doesn’t happen nearly as often anymore, because billy generally isn’t sad anymore. and now that he drops on a regular basis as he should, his aged-up self can keep his emotions in check pretty well.

- but he still has bad days, because of course he does. everyone does.

- billy’s usually asleep when steve comes home from work late at night. so when steve comes in at the end of a very long shift at family video to find billy standing in the kitchen and staring into the fridge like it held the answers of life, steve was a little concerned.

- “bills?” he calls gently, stopping a few paces away from the other. “what are you doing up?”

- “couldn’t sleep.” billy’s voice was rough, like the words were getting caught in his throat as he said them.

- immediately, steve knows something’s wrong. “you wanna talk about it?” he asked knowingly.

- “no,” billy lies. steve waits, pulling himself up to sit on the counter while billy continues to stare into the fridge. “it’s my mom’s birthday,” billy finally admits, closing the fridge door and turning to look at steve.

- “oh.” steve didn’t know how to respond to that; billy never talked about his mom.

- “her fiftieth,” billy continues quietly. steve’s hand reaches for billy’s immediately, and their fingers intertwine almost naturally.

- “i love you,” steve whispers into the darkness between them. between the words is an unspoken im sorry and you deserved better.

- he feels it before he hears it, billy’s hand shakes and then a miserable little sob. steve’s jumping to the floor and hugging billy before billy can even whisper his name.

- billy crumbles like wet sand in steve’s arms, sobs shaking his body and his hands gripping at steve like he’s going to disappear.

- billy cries for what seems like forever, but he can’t seem to stop. he cries for ten year old him who lost his mama, cries for 18 year old him who didn’t have his mom there at his graduation, and for him today who had a life he loved and he couldn’t tell her. he cried for every version of himself in between.

- and steve just holds him, comforting him and reminding himself that sometimes, it’s good for people to be sad. to not have that emotion pent up any longer.

- eventually sobs soften to sniffles, and billy pulls away enough to look up at steve. “i’m so sorry,” he whispers, letting go of his boyfriend to wipe his eyes.

- “don’t be,” steve shakes his head, moving to cup billy’s face in his hands and swipe at the tears before billy can. “you’re allowed to be sad.”

- moonlights filtering through the kitchen window and it makes the tears welling in billy’s eyes sparkle. his eyes are red-rimmed, cheeks wet, but he looks so open and honest and raw.

- “you’re allowed to be sad that she’s missing out on you. i mean, look at you,” steve squeezes billy’s cheek gently. “you’re beautiful.”

- the tear-streaked cheeks turn pink as billy looks away. “stop it, steve.” it’s a weak rebuttal.

- “never,” steve replies, placing a gentle kiss on the tip of billy’s nose. “you’re mine and i love you.”

- “i love you too,” billy smiles, leaning forward until his forehead is resting on steve’s shoulder.

- “let’s get in bed,” steve offers, leading his exhausted partner up the stairs. they both end up in steve’s bathroom, billy washing his face while steve takes a quick shower.

- under the harsh light of the bathroom, steve can see billy is still upset. despite the blonde’s best efforts, small tears still leak out of his eyes, leaving tear tracks on red, splotchy cheeks. his eyes shined and billy’s lip was swollen from where he was biting it nervously.

- steve hates it when billy is sad, but even in the heartbreak, steve loves him dearly. that’s still his billy, his boyfriend.

- always beautiful. always perfect. always steve’s.

#stranger things #billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove #fandom #insomniacwriter17 #age regression #nsap #only mentioned though #caregiver!steve harrington #little! billy hargrove #blurb #evie writes

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she-wont-miss · 1 year

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#PLEASE #evie talks #evie writes

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find-y0ur-j0y · 3 months

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A New Hero - Cactus Con Hijinks 🌵🏜🌵

A Year later and I’m finally back!!! I hope you enjoy the new update, let me know your favorite part in the comments! - Evie 🥰

Read Here on Ao3: Link

#henry danger #evie writes #a new hero #thundermans #the thundermans #henry hart #charlotte page #jasper dunlop #piper hart

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lovixcore · 2 years

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chapter 3 of my noco fic on AO3 "i won't say (I'm in love)" will be based on and heavily inspired by this scene 🥰

#noco #total drama #td noah #td cody #noah says #evie writes #im rlly excited! 🥰#total drama noco #td noco

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hiyaluronic · 2 years

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For anyone curious to how the writing for my Tommy adopts Trent Dino Thunder AU is going, I have quite a bit plotted out and I’m hoping to sit down and get it written over the summer to post early/late fall this year. Rough outline and half formed plot below, long post warning!!

Plot Outline::

Prequel:

I.) Anton and Tommy have a fight about their experiments after the death of their friend “Smitty”

II.) Anton is working on an experiment when the power goes out at the lab. On a hunch he heads towards the lab containing Tommy’s and his latest experiment.

III.) Trent is chased by Tryannadrones through the compound.

IV.) Anton makes it to Tommy’s lab to see the meteorite he and Tommy had been testing cracked open. Anton checks the meteorite over and hisses when he sees the residue from the dino gems. With a yell he transforms into Mesogog and slams his hand against the meteorite, snatches a black glowing gem, and leaves the lab.

V.) Tommy looks up from where he’s running down a darkened corridor when he hears the angered howl. He curses and rounds a corner only to run into Trent. Trent seems terrified and is telling Tommy about the creature chasing him. Tommy asks what he means but from down the hall Tommy sees the Tyrannodrones. He quickly pulls Trent behind him and slowly holds his hand out, trying to command the Tyrannodrones to stand-down but they attack, forcing Tommy to attack.

VI.) As the last Tyrannodrone falls, Tommy and Trent start down the hall only to stop when Mesogog rounds the corner, a loud explosion sounds off somewhere in the distance that causes the building to shake.

VII.) Tommy and Trent are running through the building dodging tyrannodrones and frightened workers that are rushing to escape the explosions.

VIII.) They make it out of the building, Trent pulls on Tommy’s arm and asks about his dad, telling him that he was in his lab when everything started to get weird. Tommy hesitates and promises once he gets Trent to safety that he’ll go back for Anton. Trent refuses as another explosion booms in the distance and the main portion of the building crumbles. Tommy seems to think it over, weighing his options and Trent whispers terrified he lost his real mom and dad and he can’t lose Anton too. Before Tommy can make a decision the Tyrannodrones and Mesogog appear to surround them. Mesogog demands the gems that Tommy stole from the meteorite.

IX.) Tommy puts his hand in his pocket and grips the gems, he knows what’ll happen if he gives the gems up.

X.) Trent watches as the whole of the building explodes with another boom, the ground shaking forcibly, knocking the group to their knees. He screams terrified, watching what’s left of the building burn as debris rains down on them. Trent screams for his dad and tries to run towards the burning ruins but is stopped by Tommy grabbing his arm. Tommy promises he’ll do everything he can to save Anton to which Mesgog laughs Such pretty words you spout, Ranger. Even when they are nothing more than falsities. Tommy narrows his eyes when Mesgog calls him Ranger.

XI.) Tommy makes his decision and reaches into his other pocket and grabs a fistfull of coins. He tells Mesogog if he wants them so bad to go fetch. He chucks the coins off to the left before pulling Trent with him and taking off towards the coast. He can hear Mesogog shout for the Tyrannodrones to fetch the coins.

XII.) Trent and Tommy dodge more debris from an explosion off to their right and duck under some brush just as a Tyrannodrone pops out in front of them and punches Tommy in the chest. Tommy makes quick work of the Tyrannodrone and forces them to run quicker. Trent is huffing and puffing, trying his best but his legs are getting tired and trips sending him and Tommy to the ground. Tommy carries Trent piggyback and the two continue to the coast.

XIII.) Tommy breaks the tree line and heads towards the cliff just as Mesogog and the Tyrannodrones appear Mesogog tells him that there’s nowhere to go. Tommy asks Trent if he trusts him, Trent hesitates but says yes. Tommy takes a deep breath and a step back like he’s going to jump when the loudest explosion of all detonates behind Mesogo and the Tyrannodrones forcing them forward and Tommy and Trent off the cliff.

XIV.) Tommy hits the water hard and blacks out for just a moment, when he flounders to the surface he sees Trent floating not too far from him he swims over and breathes a sigh of relief when the kid is still alive, just badly bruised. Tommy looks up at the cliff to see smoke rolling in the distance and the lands starting to crumble around him. He pulls Trent close to him and closes his eyes in defeat.

Aftermath::

I.) Trent wakes to see Anton over him, whispering how brave he’d been but that he misses him dearly but he needs to stay with Tommy now, Tommy will protect him from the things he can’t Trent tries to grab onto his dad but pain spikes through his head and he slips back into unconsciousness.

II.) Tommy is with Hailey in the little garden annex at the hospital asking for advice. It’s been two days Trent is still out of it, the island where the lab was is completely gone - vanished and the coast guard can’t find any evidence of the island ever having existed in the first place. Anton is listed as missing and apparently has no next of kin to take care of Trent and then there’s Mesogog. Hailey asks if he thinks Mesogog survived the explosion. Tommy doesn’t think anything could have survived the explosions but knows better than to have such high hopes. Hailey asks what he plans to do and Tommy says he doesn’t know.

III.) Tommy makes his way back towards the hospital when he swears he sees Anton walking towards the lobby. He shouts for Anton and the man looks up for just a second before disappearing out the main doors.

IV.) Tommy gives chase, following what he believes to be Anton but when he rounds the alley across the street from the hospital he’s greeted with three Tyrannodrones. Tommy tries to get the Tyrannodrones once more to stand down but ends up having to defeat them. He looks around trying to find any sign of Anton or Mesogog but sees nothing.

V.) The next day a social worker is in Trents room talking to Tommy, Apparently with Anton missing and presumed dead, Anton had stated Tommy would be granted custody of Trent in the event of his demise or disappearance. Tommy’s flabbergasted, he asked when this occurred, apparently Anton had made the directive last year after they had discovered the meteorite. The social worker said that if he doesn’t want custody then Trent would be placed into the system.

VI.) Tommy looks at Trent, who peeks up through his bangs hopeful. Tommy doesn’t want that for Trent, the kid has been through enough but with his life Tommy isn’t sure he could provide the stability Trent needs either.

VII.) Tommy and Hailey talk that night about everything. Hailey asks how he’s doing. Tommy isn’t sure, he doesn’t think he’s father material. Hailey disagrees he’s faced down dozens of crazy villains led multiple ranger teams fatherhood is just his next adventure. Besides, didn't he say the Tyrannodrones were camping outside the hospital. Was it possible that they were targeting Trent and if so who better to protect the kid then a ranger? Tommy sighs. He knows he’s going to take Trent in, knew the minute that the social worker said anything, he’s just not sure how this going to go.

VIII.) Trent is released the next day and Tommy brings him to his home. Trent is quiet and withdrawn. Tommy tries to talk to the kid but Trent just hides in the guest room.

IX.) The next day Tommy tries to bring Trent out of his room for breakfast but Trent says he still doesn’t feel good. Tommy just nods and heads back to the kitchen where Hailey is sipping coffee. Hailey says maybe Trent would do with someone who understands his situation. Tommy looks at her, Hailey rolls her eyes and says YOU, you idiot. She says that it might help pull Trent from his grief if he knows he’s not alone. That night Tommy tries to let Trent know that though their circumstances are different Tommy understood and that when he was ready to talk, he’d be there to listen.

X.) Trent waits till Tommy goes to bed that night and sneaks out, he hitchhikes to the beach where Tommy and he were rescued. While on the beach he finds the white dino gem, he picks it up, wide eyed. There’s a sort of static-y feeling that washes over him as he grips the rock tight. A woman’s voice resounds from behind him Trent turns to see a black haired woman wearing dark makeup standing not far from him. She snaps her fingers and Tyrannodrones appear from seemingly nowhere. She tells him to not make things hard and just come with them. Trent turns and runs, tripping and kicking up sand in his haste to get away.

XI.) Tommy wakes in the middle of the night to the phone in his house ringing. He answers it to hear Trent’s scared voice telling him someone is chasing him and he doesn’t know what to do. Tommy tries to get a location out of him but the phone call ends with a woman saying there you are and Trent shouting in pain.

XII.) Tommy is on his cell phone with Hailey, the two of them working to find Trent. Hailey said she’s picking up some weird energy fluctuations down by the beach. Tommy drives as quickly as possible to the beach, mind working overtime on what the heck is going on. He turns onto the boardwalk only to slam into a Tyrannodrone with his car. Tommy hops out looking around to see Trent being held by a woman, he makes a move forward the same time Trent bites the hand of the person holding him and stomps on her foot, forcing her to let him go. Tommy shouts for Trent and the woman turns.

XIII.) Elsa (the woman with Trent) narrows her eyes and snaps her fingers, sending the Tyrannodrones to attack Tommy while she turns back to Trent. Tommy sighs and makes quick work of the lackeys and then heads towards Trent, only to see something white flash between Trent and the unknown woman. He shouts for Trent as the two are blasted apart from each other, Trent hitting the boardwalk railing and Elsa slamming into a booth.

XIV.) Tommy checks on Trent and turns as Elsa gets up fist clenched with a smile on her face. She says while not the turnout she was hoping for still an amazing outcome and then disappears. Tommy turns to check on Trent who is coming around with a groan as the sun starts to peak over the horizon.

XVI.) Later that morning Tommy is at home with Trent talking about everything and Trent asks Tommy if he can learn to fight like him. Tommy is hesitant but says yes, asking why. Trent says the lady that was chasing him said that Mesogog was the reason for his fathers passing. He wants to be ready in case Mesogog or that lady come back. Tommy asks what Elsa even wanted, Trent says she wanted him to go with her but that she was more interested in the white rock he’d found. Tommy blinks and thinks back to the gems he has in his safe down in the basement. He promises Trent he’ll protect him. Trent says he wants to be able to protect himself and those he cares about.

Forever Red::

I.) It’s been two years since the island exploded and Tommy and Trent are on vacation in Angel Grove after Trent begged to hear more about the history of the Power Rangers. Tommy is showing him the old Juice Bar that is now a Coffee Bistro and Internet Cafe owned by Bulk and Skull ( who are currently trying to one up one another with Trent on their Ranger dealings) when something makes a sound from inside his wallet in his pocket. Tommy looks surprised and quickly pulls out what appears to be a small and worn looking watch. Tommy looks around before turning to Bulk and Skull. He tells them to keep an eye on Trent, who groans in annoyance.

II.) Tommy locks the bathroom door to the coffee shop and pulls his communicator out. It’s Andros who sounds perturbed. He tells Tommy they need to meet somewhere safe and quickly. It’s about Serpentera. Tommy runs his hands over his face and sighs. He tells Andros to meet him in Angel Grove at the Sozo Coffee shop. Andros says he’ll be there in 30.

III.) Tommy quickly has Bulk and Skull clear out the coffee shop, closing the store for the rest of the afternoon. Andros arrives with video proof of his concerns. He tells Tommy about how he’d been worried about the fall of the machine empire. He’d been tailing Venjix for quite a few years worried they might be trying to rebuild their empire but he couldn’t get the proof he needed. He tells Tommy Venjix found Serpentera and is working on resurrecting the Zord to what end he can only guess. Tommy asks Andros if he’s told anyone else about this. Andros says he sent a call out to Carter but he hasn’t heard back yet. Tommy says try again and gather everyone else. He has a few calls of his own to make.

IV.) The next day sees Trent with Bulk and Skull sitting at the “kids table” while Tommy is on the phone sounding tense and just this side of aggravated. Trent watches him with a curious gaze before turning back to Bulk and Skull with a questioning look. Bulk explains that Tommy and Jason– the person he’s on the phone with– had a falling out of sorts after their time as rangers. Trent hums and watches as Tommy growls and hangs the phone up, he asks if somethings wrong and Tommy just sighs.

V.) Andros arrives later that day with Leo in tow saying that Carter is heading out to retrieve Cole – the newest red ranger – and Wes and Eric. T.J is en route and Aurico has yet to return his communication. Tommy says he’s had some trouble on his end but at least NASADA has agreed to loan them the air space they need without any trouble. Andros explains that time is of the essence and that they need a plan because waiting for the defensive is not an option. Tommy agress.

VI.) .....To be added

Shattered Grid Interlude::

I.) Tommy is watching Trent compete in his first Taekwondo tournament in Fresno, he’s giving Trent a pep talk before his fight when a woman across the convention center catches Tommy’s eye. Trent asks if Tommy is okay after turning to look over the center floor but sees nothing. Tommy assures Trent it’s fine and wishes him well when the announcer calls for both fighters to the floor.

II.) Tommy feels weird but cheers Trent on when he feels strange eyes on him again he turns to see the strange woman eyeing him again but ignores it and jumps for joy when Trent wins. Trent (13 years old) runs over and hugs Tommy excitedly boasting about his big win. Tommy looks out to where he feels the strange feeling and sees a flash of pink in the crowd.

III.) Later that night Tommy wakes to the sound of the floor boards creaking. He gets up and sneaks his way through the house to see the shadow of someone walking across the living area to his office. Trent sneaks up behind him and scares Tommy. Tommy tells Trent to go hide in lair but Trent just rolls his eyes and hangs close.

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