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astrophileous · 6 months

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Happy birth month to you, Zara!! 🎉

I'd like to request a Derek Morgan x BAU!reader fic (angst, maybe leading to smut) where they are on a bombing case and as usual Derek, being our ever loving and stubborn explosives expert, stays with a target who activated the bomb trigger. Maybe reader is as stubborn as Derek and stays with him and it becomes a thing and all that pent up adrenaline and tension just 🤌🏼🫴🏼 😅

maybe some fluff after too 🥹

Thank you so much love!! Thanks for requesting as well ❤️ I hope you like how this turned out 💕

Warning(s): fem!reader, explosives, profanities, verbal altercation, 18+ nsfw content minors dni, handjob, angry sex (starts out that way at least), unprotected sex (p in v), creampie, lmk if I missed anything

This blurb was written as a part of the "Zara's Birthday Bash and Road to 1K" celebration.

Zara's Birthday Bash and Road to 1K Masterlist / Criminal Minds Masterlist

Derek was beginning to think that the universe was out to get him. It was the only logical explanation he could come up with for the situation he found himself stuck in: standing next to a minivan with an activated bomb underneath its driver's seat. The owner of the car, a woman by the name Pansy, was gripping his hand like a vice, cutting off circulation to it completely, but he couldn't care less about that. Getting blood into his hand was the least of Derek's worries right now.

"How's my baby?" Pansy suddenly asked amidst her tears.

Derek glanced at you, who had been trying to unbuckle the infant from his car seat for the past couple of minutes. One wrong move and the car would explode in the blink of an eye, obliterating everything in its immediate vicinity. This knowledge loomed at the back of your head as you languidly lifted the baby into your arms.

"Got him," you breathed out. You dashed away to take Pansy's son to safety, and despite her not being out of harm's way yet, Derek could feel the tightness of her grip around his hand loosening even if just for the tiniest bit.

Not three minutes later, you came back with a box of tools in your hand. Derek didn't like the grim expression on your face as your gaze flitted his way.

"The bomb squad isn't coming," you muttered.

"What?" Pansy exlclaimed. Even quiet as you were, there was no way you could say anything to Derek without Pansy hearing about it. The woman panicked as her eyes scampered repeatedly between you and Derek. "What are you talking about?"

"Pansy." Derek's voice came with a reassuring squeeze, a silent request for her to calm down. He turned to you again immediately, "What do you mean, they're not coming?"

"Land access is out since the bridge collapsed during the last bombing. They're sending in aerial support, but with everything that's been going on, it'll take at least 30 minutes, which is a time we don't have," you lamented, extending your hand to present the toolbox to Derek's face. "Hotch gave you the go-ahead."

With a curse under his breath, Derek accepted the box with his free hand. You slid in next to him so you could peek into the car.

"Pansy?" Frightened blue eyes scuttered towards your face. Despite the current predicament, you managed to offer her a somewhat genuine smile. "Hey, how are we holding up there? My name's Agent (Y/L/N), I work with Agent Morgan in the FBI. I wanted to let you know that your son is safe. He's with the rest of our team right now."

Pansy hiccuped around a sob. "He's safe?"

"One hundred percent." You nodded. "Listen, Agent Morgan here used to work with the bomb squad. He's gonna defuse the bomb so all of us can get out of here safely. But in order to do that, you need to let go of his hand, okay? Here, you can hold mine instead."

Your last statement caused Derek to turn his head around so fast, you were sure he would have gotten a whiplash. The incredulity was thick in his voice as he asked, "Sweet girl, what are you doing?"

You didn't look at him once. In fact, your eyes were still glued to Pansy's face when you said, "I'm not leaving you."

But Derek knew better.

You weren't saying that sentence to Pansy.

You were saying it to him.

In any other situation, Derek would have admonished you for your stupid decision. But right in that moment, in front of Pansy who was this close to spiraling, and with time completely against his side, Derek couldn't do anything else but relent. Reluctantly, he let go of Pansy's hand and allowed you to take his place. With another deep breath, Derek kneeled next to the car and began to work.

11 minutes and 16 seconds; that was how long it took for Derek to carefully disarm the explosive. Pansy sank into your embrace as soon as Derek removed the device from her seat, bringing it as far away from the crowd as possible as you took the young mother to see her infant son.

After neutralizing the threat, you received word from the rest of your team about the identity of the UnSub. Following a strenuous chase, you eventually closed the day with an arrest, ending the nightmare of the case once and for all. You marked it as a win in your book.

Back at the hotel, everyone scurried to their respective rooms in no time, eager to wash away the residual horror of the case with a cold shower and slept the exhaustion off before the team had to catch an early flight back to Virginia the next morning. You, too, had been dreaming about the plush mattress waiting for your arrival back at your room. But before you could reach the familiar door to your hotel room, your steps halted when warm fingers suddenly encircled your wrist.

"We need to talk," Derek said sharply. He didn't give you a chance to say anything before leading you towards his hotel room.

"What's this about, Derek?" you questioned once the door shut behind Derek's back.

"I can't believe you'd do something reckless like that, (Y/N)."

You frowned at him in confusion. "What? What do you mean?"

"You know what I'm talking about. You stayed back knowing there was a bomb! You knew what could've happened. You didn't have to be there, but you stayed anyway. What the fuck, (Y/N)?!"

"That's what this is about?" You scoffed incredulously. "You're mad at me because I did my job?"

"That wasn't part of the job and you know it, sweetheart. You could've been killed."

"I know that! God, you don't think I know that?!"

"You knew? Oh, good! So you knew about the chances of you getting killed in that situation, but you still went ahead and did it anyway. What the fuck were you thinking?!"

"I don't need to fucking explain myself to you, Derek." You stepped further into the room, trying to draw as much distance from the man whom you considered your best friend for the past two years of you working with the BAU. His hostility was foreign. You mourned the absence of his usual warmth as you wrapped your arms defensively around your torso. "What about you, anyway?"

"Me?"

"You act as if I was the only one putting themselves in danger, but you were there, too. You could've been killed as well. A little bit hypocritical, isn't it?!"

"That's different."

You rolled your eyes. "Of course it is. Why? Because your hero complex wouldn't allow you to share the stage with anyone else?"

"(Y/N)—"

"Or is it your trust issues that force you to do anything on your own?"

"Stop it—"

"Oh, I get it! Maybe you're no different than those other alpha males out there! Is that it? You want me to leave all the dangerous and scary jobs to the big, strong men—"

"I said, stop it."

A gasp stumbled past your lips when you suddenly found your back connecting with the wall, trapped between the concrete surface and Derek's muscular chest. There was no way to run. Derek's stare was sweltering as it pierced right through your soul.

"Have you always been this insufferable?" Derek growled.

"I don't know. Have you always been this chauvinistic?"

"You never know when to shut the hell up, do you?"

"Well—" you puffed your chest out, leveling your own stare with his unyielding one, "—why don't you make me?"

The atmosphere thickened inside the room.

Before you could process what was happening, Derek had suddenly lunged forward, claiming your lips in a kiss so heated unlike any other you had ever known.

Derek domineered every single one of your senses. Your body only knew his touch as his palms roamed your curves and edges. The kiss was a battle of desperation, a mess of tongue and heaving breaths that span your world off its axis.

When Derek's mouth strayed to your neck, nipping around the spot right below your ear, you swore your bones melted into liquid inside of your body.

"So goddamn aggravating," Derek griped against your ear. "You drive me fucking crazy, you know that?"

"You're just gonna keep talking? Or are you finally gonna put that mouth to a good use?"

The smirk on your lips was wiped away instantly when Derek kissed you again. He maneuvered the two of you towards the bed, where Derek laid you down with a gentleness that contradicted the spite he had shown so far. Clothes were being shed at an inhumane speed, and before long, you found yourself sprawled naked underneath Derek's impressive frame.

Your hand wandered southward as Derek peppered kisses across your chest. The moment your fingers wrapped around his length, Derek's whole body shivered in response.

"Fuck. What are you doing to me?" he muttered.

You continued to pump his shaft, enjoying the melodic sounds Derek was making as your pace grew faster with each second. Mere moments later, however, your movement was halted when Derek's fingers tugged at your wrist.

"Slow down, pretty girl. I wanna be inside of you when I cum."

His declaration was sealed with a kiss.

Using an unbelievable display of strength, Derek then manhandled you to your front, forcing you to rest on all fours as he settled on his knees right behind the sensual curves of your ass.

"Shit. Look at this pussy," Derek remarked crudely. You moaned into the bedsheets when his fingers rubbed up and down your slit, collecting the wetness without ever grazing the number one spot where you needed him the most. "Beautiful, sweetheart. You're so fucking gorgeous."

"You can tell me about how gorgeous you think I am later, Derek. Just shut up and fuck me already."

"Impatient girl." Derek chuckled.

You yelped when his palm landed a harsh slap to each one of your ass cheeks. The sting was chased away instantly by the feeling of Derek's cock prodding around your entrance. The two of you moaned in unison once his length went in, filling every inch of your channel until he was sheathed to the hilt.

As Derek started to move, the lump of arousal in the pit of your stomach increased in size. The drag of his cock felt delicious against your throbbing walls. Derek moved inside of you at a sedulous pace. The grip he had on either side of your hips felt like a promise of fresh bruises that you couldn't wait to wake up to once morning arrived.

With a particularly harsh thrust into your soaking pussy, Derek sent your brain gyrating into the stars.

"Derek, please—ohhh. Feels so good."

"I know, pretty girl. Fuck. Gripping my cock so well, sweetheart. You hear that? Hear how wet you sound?"

You nodded wordlessly, your ears assaulted by the squelching sound of your combined arousal as you pressed your face against the mattress. Derek drove into you even faster, hitting the same spot every single time that had you blabbering incoherently into the sheets.

"D-Derek? I'm—mmpphhh, I'm so close. S-So close... oh fuck."

"Yeah? You're close, sweet girl?"

Derek's arm went around your torso, then, holding you up beneath your breast without ever relenting his movement. His breath tickled your ear in this new position, and you held onto the muscular arm holding you up in fear of collapsing from the continuous strike of pleasure.

"Do you wanna cum, sweetheart? Wanna cum for me?"

"Y-Yes! Please, please, please, Derek. Please, wanna cum so bad."

"Okay." Derek's other hand slid down your abdomen, all the way past your navel, until the rough pad of his fingers found your swolen clit. He began to rub it aggressively, earning a loud cry as you writhed in rapture. "Go on, then, pretty girl. Cum for me. Just let it go, sweetheart."

Your whole body convulsed as you slammed head first into your climax. Derek held you close through it all, stroking your damp skin and whispering sweet nothings as you came down from your high. Not long afterward, his own release caught up to him, pushing Derek to empty everything he had into the warmth of your tender hole.

Once minutes had passed, Derek carefully pulled out from you before gently laying you down on the bed. You were lost too deeply in the post-orgasmic bliss to notice that Derek had disappeared into the bathroom. The fog in your brain only started lifting when Derek returned and spread your thighs apart, using a damp wash cloth to clean up the mess that the two of you made on your upper thighs.

"How are you feeling?" Derek asked after he tossed away the cloth, squeezing your thigh affectionately.

"Tired. But good," you answered with a smile. "So... we should probably talk about what just happened, huh?"

Your question caused Derek's shoulders to tense, but he relaxed them again when your fingers reached out for his hand.

"Sorry I yelled at you," he offered sincerely. "You don't know this, pretty girl, but I made a vow to myself a long time ago to protect you. You're perfectly capable of taking care of yourself, I know that. But as long as there's air in my lungs, I will spend every day of my life trying to keep you safe. Do you understand?"

You nodded meekly as your heart constricted in its cage. Derek left a kiss to your knuckles before settling down to lie beside you.

"You're not the only one who made such a vow, Derek," you revealed quietly. "I also made one to myself that I would never drop your hand in the face of danger. I would never abandon you like that. I'd rather give my life than live in a world where you no longer exist."

"Don't say that. You don't mean it."

"But I do. I mean it with all my heart." You stroked Derek's cheek with the tip of your fingers, admiring his handsome face as his eyes stared at you intensely. "Wherever you go, I go, Derek."

"Wherever you go, I go as well," Derek promised, tightening the sanctity of the words with a kiss. "What you did was still stupid, though, so you better never do that again in the future."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Can we please pause this conversation 'till morning? I'm literally about to pass out right now."

Derek grinned upon hearing your statement. "I fucked you real good, didn't I?"

You punched him on the shoulder. "Asshole."

Derek laughed wholeheartedly before pecking your pouting lips. "Only for you, pretty girl."

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thatsthewrongwallcraig · 10 months

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AFTERCARE KAPPA !!!!! it can be continuing the aftercare of the last fic or a completely new one IDC I JUST WANT AFTERCARE KAPPA I LOVE YOU THANK YOU 🤭🤭🤭🙏🏼🙏🏼 🙏🏼❤️❤️❤️

Queen

Summary: Kappa giving you all the aftercare you deserve after an intense session!

Pairing: Kappa x fem!Reader

Word Count: ~ 1k

Content Warnings: Mean!Dom!Kappa Being All Soft And Gentle With You, Plenty Of Aftercare, Affectionate Petnames, Still 18+! Due To The Overall Topic, Kappa Dropping The L-Bomb 🖤

A/N: Vague sequel to Whore but can be read as a standalone!

Tagging the squad:

@crypticsewerslut @quicksilversg1rl @alalalaaallaaalaaa @icarus-star @milsthouqhts @roryculkinsbf @roryculkinsgf @spookyorchid @arch1viste @whoareyoi @angelsanarchy @b4sementgrl

Who made you like this?

Who encrypted your dark gospel in body language?

Synapses snap back in blissful anguish.

- Ascensionism By Sleep Token

"It's okay. I'm here and I will hold you as long as you want me to." Kappa whispered softly into your sweat-soaked hair, wayward strands of it sticking to your forehead and cheeks.

His gentle fingertips caressed your shoulders, gently stroking over your trembling back as you sobbed into his chest, hiding your face in his tight embrace.

"I know. I was really mean this time, no? But you took it all so well, were such a good, obedient princess for me and I'm so proud of you." The words of praise cascaded out of his mouth whilst all of his senses were focused on making sure that you slowly found your way out of the depths of the subspace he put you in.

Kappa's voice, now all soft and tender, needed a few moments to really reach you as your mind was still nothing but an empty plate, devoid of any thoughts whilst your body appeared to act on its own.

"It hurts…" You sniffled with a weak, barely even there voice.

"Where does it hurt, love? Can you show me?" He asked in return right away and gently nudged your hand with his.

With shaking fingers, you guided his hand by the wrist towards your thoroughly sore and painfully throbbing pussy.

"Oh, there?" , Kappa curved his palm to gingerly cup your aching cunt "I know, I went a bit hard on you, didn't I? Would you like me to clean you up a bit? Perhaps a nice, warm shower would help?"

"Maybe.." You answered, the tears slowly running dry, unsure of whether moving your exhausted muscles right now was something you could actually do.

"Then how about we give it a go, hm? Let me help you up." Kappa pressed another caring kiss to your hairline before withdrawing his hand from your crotch and swiftly rising from the mattress.

After he got himself on his feet, he leaned down to you, carefully helping you up while you turned yourself onto your back before taking both his hands that pulled you up.

You couldn't deny that your entire body was hurting, muscles sore and nerves thoroughly overstimulated. Your legs nearly denied you to stand up properly but Kappa was right there with you, holding you up on your feet.

"There, there…", He cooed with a soft smile on his lips "Easy…let me take it from here, yeah?"

He wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you close to him while you took one slow step after the next with him towards the bathroom.

Although the hideout wasn't exactly a five star hotel, Kappa made sure that the two of you alongside everyone else had access to everything necessary.

"That wasn't so bad was it?" It rolled over his tongue in a warm chuckle as soon as he had maneuvered you into the bathroom and sat you back down underneath the showerhead.

"Does that feel nice, babe?" Kappa asked while carefully adjusting the heat of the water that started running down your back, soaking through your hair.

"That's….that's nice." You uttered as the shower reached a comfortably hot temperature.

"Perfect." He quipped before sitting down in front of you.

For a moment, Kappa just looked at you, a warm smile spreading over his face, a smile filled with adoration and love. His eyes studied your features, roamed over your body, taking notice of the bruises that he had left on your sensitive skin.

"Let me take care of all that.." He muttered before reaching for a bar of cheap, vanilla scented soap.

He lathered his hands with a bubbly layer of foam before taking them to your hair, attentively massaging your scalp and running his fingertips through your wet hair. Your eyes slowly fluttered shut as you allowed yourself to enjoy Kappa pampering you like this. Breath by breath, your mind slowly got back in touch with your body and you felt your muscles relaxing under the steaming stream of water.

"You were so good for me, love.", Kappa praised in a gentle tone, "I'm so so proud of you and I'll make sure to show you."

Once again, his hands brushed through your now soapy hair before his hands wandered down, delicately cleaning your skin from the sweat and your thighs from the dried up leftovers of his release.

"After that shower, I'll tuck you in all nice and tight, just like my princess deserves it. And tomorrow you'll get a good breakfast in bed, how does that sound?" You allowed Kappa to lean your torso further back under the shower head before he started to rinse your hair.

Warm water cascaded down your front, over your chest and over your legs washing the soap off your skin.

"I'd like that." You answered with a faint smile playing around your lips, a comfortable warmth spreading inside your ribcage.

"Then that's exactly what you'll get, love." Kappa scooted closer to you, peppering your collarbone with soft pecks.

"You're so precious to me, babe." He uttered into the skin of your neck as his hands ran over your exhausted body, "I might just admit that I love you.."

For a good moment you forgot how to breathe.

"What?!" Your question came across a little too excited than you intended it to.

"Fuck it. I love you." Kappa answered in a heartfelt tone and you could've sworn to feel your head spinning again.

"I…I love you, too."

#rory culkin #asks are appreciated #asks are always open #kappa #black mirror #black mirror: beyond the sea #kappa black mirror #kappa x you #kappa x fem!reader #kappa x reader #kappa smut

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chubs-deuce · 21 days

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I just realized something.

Dawn has to be the safest person in all Rings of Hell. Ever.

Not only is she the daughter of the princess of hell and radio demon (two of the most powerful beings in Hell), but she has the best Protection Squad. Consists of her ex-exorcist angel aunt wielding the angel spear, a cool spider demon uncle from a crime boss family, a former overlord gambler cat babysitter, a dangerous cyclops maid that will stab anybody if Dawn simply ask her to, a sinner aunt with access to bomb-making material, the cannibalistic overlord godmother who is the leader of Cannibal Town, Humpty-Dumpty like minions, and her grandpa who is literally the devil.

Love your art by the way ❤️ keep doing the awesome work!

Indeed!!!

Safest being in all of hell :'D Not to mention her own innate power as a descendant of a falled seraphim!

Though, sadly, one thing she's not safe from is emotional damages :')

Since she grows up at the hotel in the outskirts of pentagram city, she sadly doesn't really get many opportunities to bond with other kids her age - sinners couldn't procreate after all.

The few times Lucifer set up some playdates with the kids from other hellborn royals, Dawn's visibly different appearance and "unrefined"/"crude" behavior (due to growing up around sinners, which hellborn society largely looks down on) make her sorely stand out as a prime target for bullying, so those attempts quickly died out too.

She does get plenty of socialization at the hotel - between the residents, her own shadow and the remaining egg boiz that didn't go with Sir Pentious there's many perspectives and bonding opportunities for her, but that's still not really the same :'3

Also thank you so much!!! You bet I will lmfao, as long as there's ideas and motivation, I will draw 🫡

#charlastor fankid #charlastor fanchild #chubs ocs #dawn morningstar #chubs answers

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x-authorship-x · 8 months

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Have some thoughts I've had about squad two bc they never leave my mind

- Shisui, being Yamanaka raised, has flower language memorized- probably even knows some special meanings that most don't. Of course he ends up talking about it with Tenzo as something they can bond over which winds up with the whole squad knowing. Whether or not that was a good idea was questioned when Genma almost ruined a girl's life with sheer humiliation when he laughed loudly when he saw what flowers she was trying to give to Raidou...safe to say they didn't mean what she think they did.

- Kakashi does have more comfortable clothes, such as large hoodies and sweatpants, instead of just versions of the uniform he tends to wear. It's not that he isn't comfortable wearing them, it's just that they tend to somehow disappear a lot. Digging them back out of Genma and Shisui's closets is just too much effort- it totally doesn't please the pack animal part of his brain, what are you talking about?

- The squad has, on multiple occasions, broken into each other's houses and dorms. Most of the time it's because someone's place is closer and they're tired/drunk/etc or it's one of those nights where it's hard to sleep without the comforting knowledge of someone trusted nearby. There are times, especially after bad missions, they all pile up in one dorm to sleep. After the the worst, Kakashi's summons join the group to both comfort and guard the tired squad. It's during these times Shisui often finds himself under a literal dog pile because he runs warm.

- Shisui has picked up on crow habits that the squad finds somewhat amusing and kind of endearing. He sometimes bounces on his feet, moving his weight from one foot to the other like a crow hoping around. He often quick small snacks, such as fruit and nuts (from years of the crows making sure he ate something when he was younger), and doesn't really seem to be picky at all- but has a bad habit of of picking stuff off of other's plates. He also tends to watch his surroundings when others eat around him- mimicking the behavior of crows having a guard while the rest forage. He has a tendency to dive bomb people, both in fights and showing affection. He is quick to fix up little things, like pulling leaves and twigs out of someone's hair and straightening up clothes. It's not unusual to see him perching- on the highest seat, the counter, the back of the couch, on the widow sill, on the roof, in a tree, etc. He has a habit of making noises he doesn't realize he's making, only really when he feels safe, such as clicks and whistles- the squad has even figured out and memorized what some mean. Of course, they still haven't let him live down the fact the crows sometimes weave feathers into his hair.

We are so blessed that you shared these thoughts ❤️✨(and I am sooooooo pleased that you've thought of my fic like this!)

I'll do this by bulletpoint

Shisui... He probably DOES know the flower language already, if not as... Artistically and naturally as a Yamanaka, he's got a good memory and he's been around them all for so long, but I do feel like... Yamanaka Shisui would have some really beautiful freehand floral tattoos, the kind without black outlines and that look like traditional ink paintings? Urghhh my feels... Also yes Raidou is absolutely the one in the Squad who gets flowers haha

I absolutely love the idea of Kakashi being a big guy (Sakumo was a total brick shithouse, you can't tell me otherwise) but in that way where it's a broad frame and wiry muscle and not a lot between, he's got terrible posture and he's all knobbly knuckles and lightning scars and 🤌🤌🤌 he buys everything massively oversized so it's doubly too-big on the Squad... Perfect cuddle... And with Kakashi's sensory sensitivity... He just so happens to only steal his clothes back when the scents of his pack squad have thoroughly saturated them ✨

The squad absolutely take 'whats mine is yours' to the extreme. Locks are affectionate challenges, not serious. The only one who has any actual privacy is Raidou, regarding his old room at his parents' house because NOONE is risking socialising with civilians like that haha (Shisui's room at the Yamanaka house is similar, except Shisui is also totally in denial that it IS his room). Sometimes they will all have the same idea to collapse in the same bed only to find the others there already; it's tradition to collapse on top of the nearest body as heavily as possible. If you're filthy, even better.

Anon, you KNOW I'm a pathetic little melted puddle for Shisui mannerisms.... He preens the squad... HE PREENS THE SQUAD 😭❤️‍🔥on the flip-side, Shisui never lived it down when, mid-argument with Kakashi, he automatically puffed up and made Akira's 'punctured accordion' wheeze 🤣

Thanks for sharing this little brain-fluff-bunnies!!! They really made my week~

#torship #torship talks #squad two #hope au #world building #shisui #kakashi #tenzo #raidou #genma #udb #until dawn breaks #not #no tomorrow #ask #anon

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writingforfun0714 · 2 years

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I was rewatching CW Clone Cadet arc (Domino Squad/Rishi Moon/Attack on Kamino) and thought I’d share some of my Rancor Battalion headcanons (I’ve been working on my Halloween costume and haven’t had the time to work on any fics—sorry)

*All clones are alive and live happily here*

Warnings—Not a fic, headcanons for Rancor Battalion, spoilers for CW, part 1?

Members—Havoc, Blitz, Colt, Hammer

—Colt is the oldest followed by Blitz then Hammer and finally Havoc

—They all have a ❤️MOM tattoo on their shoulder/biceps in honor of Master Shaak Ti, since they all view her as their ‘mom’

—BFFs with 99 obviously

—Defended 99 from Brick the bounty hunter guy who trained Domino Squad

—When 99 says “I’m a soldier! Like you!” I wholly believe that Rancor Battalion taught him all the classic soldier-y things like disarming a bomb, learning ship specs, and how to shoot. I can just see Colt adjusting 99’s grip and aim while Hammer gives advice on his stance. Havoc shares helpful advice about the recoil and safety while Blitz looks on silently with a ‘proud older brother’ look.

—Because Rancor Battalion trains cadets in all stages, if they have a problem, they go to 99, who gives Uncle Iroh-advice lol

—Colt is the squad leader. Strong, slightly assertive type that follows the rules

—Blitz is the medic. Quiet, smart and a gentle soul

—Hammer is the weapons expert. Hammer is a secret artist. Like this man can draw! Think Meelo from Legend of Korra lol

—Havoc is the pilot and the squad joker/fun-loving one

—Havoc is an animal lover and loves hanging with Sergeant Hound and Grizzer, Hound’s tracking massiff

—Blitz loves plants and gardening, especially when it comes to vegetation with medicinal properties

—You wouldn’t know it but Colt’s superstitious

—No one believes Havoc, Hammer or Blitz when they explain why Colt avoids stepping on lines/cracks between floor plates, and keeps a 7-leaf clover Blitz grew in one of his utility belt pockets. Only Shaak Ti knows/believes them.

—They’re all great with the young cadets (the kids)

—Preferring to keep to their squad, they often have 99 join them whenever they have free time/during meals

—All of them are fiercely protective of Shaak Ti and 99.

—They once heard Lama Su speak ill of Shaak Ti and the Jedi. They refused to take orders from him for weeks until they all got court marshaled and Shaak Ti had a talk with them.

—They also overheard Lama Su and Nala Se discuss whether or not to terminate 99 and boy it was a good thing Shaak Ti was there when they confronted the Kaminoans. Cuz they were all ready to kill Lama Su and Nala Se. Shaak Ti talked with them, learned what was going to happen and ordered that 99 be kept.

—*Big bro mode* activates any time a clone makes fun of 99.

—*Big bro mode* also activates any time Shaak Ti brings a jedi youngling/padawan to observe and train a bit. They love all ‘little jedi babies’.

—They also love getting together with Delta Squad for drinks (is the clone bar called 79’s? For some reason I thought that’s the name)

—The kid cadets all aspire ‘to be like Rancor Battalion’

I think that’s all I can think of for now, but am definitely wanting to continue. I also have HCs for the 501st boys, the 212th boys, Delta Squad, Bad Batch, 99, Jango/Boba/Omega, the Wolffepack and a few specific clones like Monnk and Bly.

I’m almost done with my Halloween costume and only have a few accessory pieces to sew. I’m not a seamstress or anything (I just found out about patterns which are like tracers to cut fabric—would’ve been helpful when I was putting my shirts/shorts together) so it’s taking a lot longer than usual, but I’m happy with what I have. I don’t think I’ve said what I’ll be so I want to keep it a surprise until I finish everything. Thanks for being patient with me Readers. I’ll post more once Halloween’s over.

#Star Wars #Star Wars clone wars #clone wars #clone wars rancor battalion #star wars rancor battalion #rancor battalion headcanons #Star Wars clone wars headcanons #clone wars headcanons #part 1?#not a fic #99 is definitely besties with rancor battalion #I’ll die on that hill

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madame-fear · 2 years

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Hiiii! Hope you're doing well ☺️❤️ wondering if you could do the J squad playing DND! I think it would just be really chaotic and hilarious to read 💀💀💀 if you can't I totally understand 😂 thank you!!

Hii my dearest anon! 🥰❤ This is such a fun idea for the fearsome J Squad 😂

I'm really not familiarised with DND since I've never played the game, so I did a quick research about it and decided to do some headcanons about it!! 🤭 I apologise if I got a mistake in any term related to the game and if it's too short! 😭

Hope you enjoy it!! 😍

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Gotham!J Squad x GN! Reader | Playing DND Headcanons

First of all, playing games with the J Squad is a COMPLETE mess and always ends disastrous ☠

You're the one who always suggests playing games together, and later you regret it. But did you have fun? YES! A lot, especially when it comes to playing with them.

So, when you suggested playing DnD with them, they were absoutely intrigued about it.

The spells, the casts, the characters, the story, the game in general...everything confused them so much! So expect them to bomb you with tons of questions.

For the well being of your mental health, the first thing you did was buy the rulebook before even playing, so all of you could understand the basic rules & how to play.

HONESTLY they didn't even pay attention to you and suggested to play without knowing how the game works 😭

"come on boys, what's the worst that could happen if we don't read the rules?" *gets character killed by an enemy*

Give them some time, they'll eventually get the hang of it.

Jervis would probably be a Rogue, Jerome a Fighter, and Jonathan a Druid.

Their natural state of chaotic just comes out during this particular game. I mean...it's not like you needed the game to realise it, but it just confirms the fact that they're crazy as hell!

Jerome cheering and clapping everytime you succesfully kill an enemy 😭

If your character is the one who gets killed, he'll 'boo' at the enemy or whoever killed you lmao

JONATHAN LOVES STEALING CHARACTER'S WEAPONS

"can i steal his knife?" "no, you can't" "ok" *proceeds to steal it anyways*

Jonathan and you are the only braincells alive in the whole Squad. You're the only ones who know how to use the spells & casts in the game whole the other 2 use them for random useless shit

You befriend a random NPC only to find out later that the it got killed by either Jervis or Jerome 😭

Jonathan gives a shit about NPCs so he would be rather neutral about it, he really doesn't care about befriending or killing them

your characters injured/killed because you did something incredibly stupid while playing, that's too bad because Jonathan wouldn't heal/resurrect you.

You love starting fights w/them just so you can use and show off the spells you got

CONSTANTLY STEALING GOLD FROM EACH OTHER ☠

Jerome doesn't hesitste in killing any of your characters if you steal his gold 😅

Jonathan and you are the chillest, so maybe if you steal gold it would be only to tease or playfully molest each other.

Honestly you're the only one who's slightly sane and kind of takes the game seriously

THE BOYS DON'T TAKE ANYTHING SERIOUSLY SO IT BECOMES A MESS WHERE YOU ALL KILL & STEAL FROM EACH OTHER 😭

But, speaking in general terms, you have a lot of fun playing games with the J Squad...even if it always ends up being a chaotic killing mess 🙃

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pinkfey · 1 year

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🍓🍇🍰🍻🌽 for any of your dragon age or twd ocs >:) because i'm in a da slash apocalypse mood

ODD OC ASKS ♡

ME TOOOO okay i'm doin these for nova baby 🧡

🍓 does your oc have any particular scents they like? or hate?

nova HATED the smell of weed which is kind of funny for her bc she's like a classic punk and like everyone she knew smoked and most of all her roommate but post-apocalypse she's sort of nostalgic for it and would kill for that sense of normalcy again she'd KILL to be annoyed at her roommate one last time

she also hates the smell of sweat and metal which like. sucks for u queen. this is a zombie apocalypse.... get well soon ❤️

🍇 what sort of friend are they? where are they in the group dynamic?

ANNOYINGGGGGG SO ANNOYING but also integral bc they're the first one to risk their life and the first one to throw herself at danger and the glue that binds everyone together with their stupid jokes and ideas like when she and barbie went on a supply run to a department store and returned with the lamest matching sunglasses for the whole gang <3 it's kinda like she's such a rat and everyone knows it but where would anyone be without her

🍰 what's something your oc counts as unforgivable?

messing w the squad 😩 nova doesn't value herself highly so she can forgive any mistreatment of herself but the gang is a whole other story. not at first too !! in fact they were one of the more quick-to-trust survivors of the bunch initially, but after this whole thing went down with a bunch of cops it 1) solidified everyone as inseparable and 2) jaded everyone and made them especially wary of strangers.

for nova her family never treated her like they should have and she blamed herself for it so here she gets this second chance at family and she would do anything to keep it and after seeing the fucked up shit humans are capable after one strike ur OUT forgiveness is off the table !!

🍻 what's your oc's favourite comfort ritual? how do they calm themselves down after a rough day?

pre-apocalypse they'd rollerskate at the skate park with their stupid headphones on trying to look really really cool or maybe go to like an arcade. getting out, though, that was the key.

post-apocalypse i wouldn't say they have any specific rituals, but when they're more anxious they throw it into something productive for the group to keep their mind off things. checking defenses, making pipe bombs, working on the cars, etc. they do fuck around a lot too they just don't stop moving !! knife tricks and flipping lighters and such--anything with their hands.

🌽 how does this oc feel about acts of affection? what's their favourite act of affection, physical or emotional?

they eat it up, especially when it comes from someone who isn't touchy, like andrew. neither of them are affectionate and there's such a tense unspoken thing between them where there's all this trust and loyalty and confidence but any sort of touch would send either of them into a coma bc it’s like an acknowledgment u know?? too much TOOOO much

she's fond of unexpected hugs. she never knows what to do with her hands but it makes her feel loved and needed bc growing up mommy didn't hug her enough 😢 jsdfjndshdjfjhd amalia once ran up to her and gave her a huge hug and kiss on the cheek after pulling a really stupid really brave stunt and it rewired her brain. like 😳 omfg ppl care about me?? no fucking way.......

also small acts of affection like when ariel ruffles her hair or she and daisy do their lame ass handshake 😩 friendship u know??

#thank u so much bestie i’ve been ITCHING to talk abt twd ocs #letters #malefiicarum #ch: nova jane emory

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eternalgirlscout · 2 months

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they are soooooooooo

#THE ONE ABOUT CATCHING HER IF SHE FALLS? look at me. look at me. they're in love #bomb squad #gale x karlach #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bomb squad ❤️❤️❤️#description in alt text

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h3raklion · 1 year

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I saw a repost about Avery and Matryona being polar opposites on the alignment chart and having debates over their morals while Maxson dies in a corner so I decided to do yet ANOTHER post to explain Matryona and her backstory. I'll be dividing it into multiple posts for everyone's sake.

Matryona grew up in a very hostile environment, no friends, no family. (Something akin to the Black Widow program from Marvel) Her entire existence was dedicated to eliminating enemies of the Union in the most brutal ways.

One of those assignments sent her to Anchorage, Alaska. Where American troops were struggling to push back Chinese forces. Her target was none other than Roger Maxson and his squad.

The assignment went south very quickly, because Roger was more than a match for tiny 16 year old Matryona. He was taller, more experienced and stronger.

She gets the gift of mercy when Roger and his men realize that she is a literal child. So they pick her up and take her to their camp to nurse her back to health and figure out what to do with her. Matryona soon becomes part of their group and forms a very close bond with them.

After the war ended she was moved to Boston by the US army and married to a vet (Nate) to keep her undercover. She kept frequent contact with Roger and became a close friend to his wife. (Yk she needed help with transitioning from killer to housewife and mother lmao)

She and Nate quickly became incredibly close, and they decided to have a baby. Shaun.

Her newfound happiness ended with the bombs, Kellogg, and being thrown out to a world even more hostile than the one she grew up in.

Matryona came to join the BOS via the classic military frequency thingy of the game. ArcJet, etc. She accepted Danse's offer to join because their way of life was similar to hers, which ensured her survival. As well as having the technology and strength to aid her in rescuing Shaun.

The decision was heavily influenced by the fact she valued loyalty and friendship over almost everything else, and since the paladin had so quickly taken her under his wing and protection she felt indebted to him.

The BOS part of her life will be explained in the next post! Thank you to the two people who always repost my Matryona content. I LOVE YOU ❤️🥺

#oc: matryona smirnova #oc character #fallout 4 #fallout #fallout 4 oc #fallout oc #oc backstory #fallout brotherhood of steel #the brotherhood of steel #brotherhood of steel #fo4 #oc background

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floydsglasses · 24 days

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I just read ‘Way out There’ and holy shit I’m obsessed with Jasmine and Mickey, they’re perfect together!!

“Did you break something in there?” He asks.

Her eyes widened, embarrassed. She leaned over taking it from him. “ I got mad and kicked the panel .” she writes.

He covered his mouth to stifle his laugh, she rolled her eyes at him. “I’m sorry.” He signed to her , she shrugged.

I loved that part so much especially since it was the first time in such a long time that either of them had experienced a lighthearted moment 🥹🥹🥹

“I’m supposed to be on watch, remember to protect you.” She tells him, he sits up.

“You can sleep, I’ll take the first watch.” Mickey reassures her, she shook her head.

“No, you’re my responsibility.” JJ states, his heart skipped a beat at her determination.

I love how quickly they were already looking out for each other!!

Them talking about what their lives used to be like had me so emotional

“This world is so goddamn lonely… it’s suffocating.” His breath shook at his last words. That part made me cry!! Poor sweet Mickey! 😭😭😭

But I was later cheered back up by them dancing together: “ I’m giving you what middle school you didn’t get.” That line gave me butterflies!! I also love how the mixtape was from the original squad!

Some of my other favorite parts were them smoking weed and mickey asking how the sex was 😂😂😂

I really enjoyed getting to know the backstory on the radicals. And Jasmine making a bomb was so badass!! I can’t wait to see who is on the island awaiting them!!

Thank you so much for tagging me!! ❤️😘

OH MY GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH AND YOU ARE SO WELCOME!!! ❤️

This one was a lot harder for me because I was definitely trying to not make the stories the same, that's why you see Mickey not knowing ASL. Oh once all of these stories are completely done everything you have read will make sense in the end.

And I'm gonna warn you, that you are not prepared for Bob's version of a quiet place because you poor boy is going to be going through it, but it will be fun.

#reblog #talk to me goose #floydsglasses

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spinobsessed · 10 months

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Fortnite Etiquette and Tips

Just my opinion, below the cut

PLEASE put a tracker on where you’re going to go, it is so stressful to say I’m going one place but then the rest of the squad goes someplace else

speaking of going someplace else, follow the team. Idc if you’re lvl 1000 or smth it’s a major inconvenience when you or the 3 of us (I play squads) need support but we’re across the map from each other. Nobody is making that trek to get your reboot card

if you see someone drop a weapon or anything else and starts drinking or eating or healing themself, leave the weapon alone. Wait until they walk away to show that they don’t still want it

to add on to not taking ppls weapons, don’t take their rides either. It is so annoying when other ppl take my boar, Dino, or vehicle. ESPECIALLY WHEN THERE ARE OTHERS AROUND US JUST GET YOUR OWN

don’t shoot at our own vehicle unless you’re trying to use it as a bomb against the other team, it’s not funny

be responsive. Even if you don’t have a mic to talk, engage with the team and don’t act like a lone wolf. What’s the point in playing squads, an OPTIONAL game mode, if you’re going to act like you aren’t our teammate

please don’t waste your ammo and give away our position by shooting randomly for fun, twice today I got downed because the enemy heard us and got us

omfg, the addition of that godforsaken CANNON WAS TERRIBLE. IT WAS JUST ME, A TEAMMATE, AND THEN THE OTHER PLAYER(S) FIGHTING FOR THE VICTORY ROYALE. 5 TIMES MY TEAMMATE USED A CANNON TO BE EXTRA AND ACCIDENTALLY KILLED ME OR THE BOTH OF US, OFC IF SOMEHOW THE ONE SHOOTING SURVIVED THEY ENDED UP DYING FROM JUST STANDING AROUND WAITING FOR THE CANNON TO LOAD. Don’t be extra ❤️

TIP: just take the pistol, revolver, or any weapon that you hate when first spawning. You don’t get to be picky when all you have to defend yourself is a pickaxe

if you’re downed, the only reason you should be moving is to get closer to your teammates or to avoid attack/hide so the enemy can’t fully kill you. If someone is trying to get close enough to pick you up or heal you then stop moving. This dude kept on trying to crawl in circles around me while we were IN THE STORM and I was already low on health so we ended up dying right by the edge of the storm

get in the car or on the motorcycle, when ppl honk over and over again it’s to say “get tf in rn” we don’t want to wait on you trying to find a better weapon (when none are in immediate sight) but we also don’t want to go off on our own/leave you on your own

I will add anything else I think of

#fortnite #this is to cope w/ the fact I may never get that Raven skin 😒#I was very annoyed while playing earlier so I felt the need to organize my thoughts #autism #actually autistic

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athenagrantnash · 2 years

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Bathena crumbs at last!!! 😍 they both look amazing as always. I’m so excited to see Chim, he looks so happy and I can already tell that all the Maddie content will make me cry. Happy to see May as well though confused as heck as to what Eddie is? Kinda looked like a dispatcher but the uniform? Is still his FD uniform? Is he like the bomb squad?? That doesn’t seem much safer. Regardless, Bathena returns in just a few weeks!!!!

OMG YAS!!!

We really are getting team Bathena again and I love it with every fiber of my being! ❤️❤️❤️

Also I'm so excited to see Maddie and Chim back. And not to keep beating a dead horse... but can I PLEASE say I told you so? Because I've literally been saying since 5a that they just pushed back the ppd arc so that JLH could go on maternity leave, and look at that? It's clear that I was right!

As to the Eddie shit... I literally couldn't give two shits. If I don't watch Live I'm 100% skipping his scenes because... it's stupid. And boring. And we know it's going to be badly acted because Ryan cannot act. Like as much as I hated the foster and doctor arcs in season 4... at least Aisha can act! There is going to be nothing redeemable about this arc.

#ask me a question #angry gremlin thoughts

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majjiktricks · 4 years

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oh god uh,, i wasnt actually expecting someone to take me up on this 😅

so, @zenikiatareal this is for you pal ❤️ tyvm for liking my posts 🥺

no idea how much you know about the world of overwatch so i’ll just give a quick background thing. basically the game itself takes place in the 2070s and the world is recovering from a war with sentient robots (called omnics). overwatch was an organization that fought against the robots, and became a peacekeeping organization after the war was over. so then they formed a black-ops division fittingly called blackwatch. anyway, maddox’s story takes place about 15 years before the game does, when overwatch and blackwatch were still active organizations (they call this the golden age). in the 2060s, they ended up being shut down due to some shady stuff and news scandals.

so maddox is one of these black-ops agents, and he does all the secret-y cool stuff that goes along with it >:)

he’s got two schticks: explosives and surveillance. he’s a trained demolitions expert and uses bombs to destroy buildings/other structures, or set traps, in a very controlled manner to cause the least damage to things he doesnt want to blow up, and the most damage to the things he does want to blow up. surveillance is more of a hobby. he just likes collecting info on people and knowing all the gossip, but he was able to work that into his kit as a limited range kind of x-ray vision (he’s got a prosthetic eye).

which i suppose kinda leads into his backstory a little bit ?? he was initially a US marine raider (which is the marines’ version of special forces). that’s where he learned how to blow stuff up nice and neatly. on one mission, he and his unit were captured and interrogated for information, but were able to escape by blowing up one of the gas tanks at the place they were being held. a few of them were injured, and maddox, being the closest to the explosion, was seriously hurt. he just barely survived the explosion, but it took his left arm and eye, and burned about 60% of his body, among other wounds. but he was stitched up and honorably discharged from the military. spent a long time recovering, but he was outfitted with prosthetics that would help him function in everyday life, and he worked for a security firm for a while. kind of a boring job compared to the marines, honestly. watching cameras all day, reporting suspicious activity and whatnot. but it did get him interested in information gathering and the inner-workings of surveillance systems.

so he works for this security firm for a while, until blackwatch (disguised as overwatch, because the public doesn’t know that blackwatch exists yet) reaches out to him and offers him a job. one that would come with newer, better prosthetics and the best in terms of excitement. from what i know, its usually pretty hard for combat veterans to go back to civilian life, and maddox is no exception to this, so he jumps at the chance to get back into some action. so he joins up, gets a fancy robot arm that has a gun mechanism in the wrist and (at his request) an eye-and-neural-implant-combo that can interface with nearby cameras to give him a better view of his surroundings when in the field. (i tend to think about his abilities as game mechanics, so if you were to play as him, that ability would function similarly to x-ray vision.)

when he formally gets involved with blackwatch, he’s put into a squad with a number of other people (these are all ocs i made with a group of friends !!)

there’s a tall, buff, sword lesbian named joan. she’s the team mom. she makes them all fruity health smoothies in the morning. she’s a tank. also, from france!

ares, who is a field medic who’s got some funky abilities that let him heal people when he touches them. he was involved in some kind of experimentation that gave him those powers. quite the angsty boy, but everyone loves him. he doesnt get along with maddox very well, but they’re mostly civil to one another.

valerius (who also doesnt have a first name yet, whoops) is another medic that uses these nano-bot powered pods to heal you. we usually call her “valk” due to the valkyrie suit she wears in the field. she’s blind, but uses a visor similar to godot’s to help her see !! she was in an electrical accident that screwed with her head. made her blind but gave her really sensitive hearing and smell, and essentially turned her into an empath.

two (who is the squad leader, doesn’t have a name so we just call him “two”), he’s not very developed yet but he’s essentially the person who gives all the reports and talks to the presses if someone has to. he’s very good at looking polite and nice on camera, while in reality he is quite the opposite (hence the name, referring to the term “two-faced”).

the last member of the squad joins a few years after maddox does, a young arsonist/assassin codenamed “choke” but he eventually gets the name “teddy.” he was involved in something similar to the red room from marvel’s black widow, where he was taken in a child and trained to be an assassin. escaped, and took refuge with blackwatch. he’s welsh.

they have some interactions with characters from the game, but for the most part, we keep their shenanigans separate. we also don't really have an outlined plot yet but they’re just fun to talk about !!

choke and maddox are close buddies. joan has a huge crush on valk. choke and ares end up dating after a few years. two and maddox also exist in the same spaces together, but they’re not quite dating. (maddox is aro, and two is totally fine with however he wants to define their relationship.)

some little fun facts bc i’m not sure where else to put them:

maddox is a smartass and a serial gossip-monger. if you want to know dirt on someone, he’s probably got it.

his morning routine consists of getting up a hour before everyone else, chugging a whole pot of freshly made coffee, and then immediately going back to sleep for a powernap to be extra awake when everyone else gets up. he doesn’t sleep very well, so this helps.

joan and valk are both 6′5. tall ladies.

choke nicknames maddox “mads.” he likes it when maddox lets him do the honors of setting off one of his explosives.

valk is the resident cryptid. she can sometimes be found up at 4am raiding the fridge. sometimes she ends up on the roof with her hoard of goodies. her circadian rhythm is all out of wack (due to being blind) so she ends up awake at the weirdest of hours.

at one point they end up rescuing these twin kids who were victims of an experiment/trafficking ring, and the squad kinda raises them as a big family. (we haven’t developed this part much either, but i like them a lot :D )

there’s a few years in the timeline we have to fill in with some cool black-ops missions and more team shenanigans, but the end of the “golden age” is planned out. maddox is in blackwatch for 7 or 8 years when the scandals start happening, and choke goes missing during one of them. ares is sent out to find him. so four team members (and the two kids) are left. right before the metaphorical ceiling comes crashing down on them all, they exchange emergency contact information and all high-tail it out of there.

joan and valk end up camping out in canada for a while, trying to blend in and make do until they figure something out.

two. well. he just kinda disappears into the wind. very good at blending into a crowd, so he has little trouble.

maddox ends up taking the twins with him (who are about 11-12 by this point) and spends the next few years hopping around and trying to give them a somewhat normal childhood while also keeping them safe from members of the experiment/trafficking ring who are trying to get them back. (the bit with him taking the kids is inspired by trucy and phoenix’s story :D )

then the gang catches up to the time of the game, which is 7-8 years after overwatch/blackwatch were shut down. one of the canon characters is trying to restart overwatch as an organization because more of the robots are causing problems.

there’s not much on this part yet, but the group all eventually make their way back to being part of the organization, maddox included. reunited with the canon cast and each other, and they help out with the dangerous new robots.

.......that do be all ive got. if anyone reads this whole thing. i love you. thank you very much ❤️ and if anything doesn’t make sense/isn’t clear enough to understand, please let me know and i can do my best to explain !!

#original majjik #majjik ocs #wow i rambled for a while there #jazz noises #maddox tag

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