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e-dubbc11 · 8 months

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Under the Pale Moonlight

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google.

Pairing: Billy Russo x F! Reader

Supporting characters: Frank Castle, James Wesley, and Wilson Fisk

Warnings: Swearing, violence, guns, knives, and fluff.

Word Count: 4.2k-ish

Summary: Billy is unhinged, you’ve been taken and being held for ransom. He will not rest until you are found and he can bring you home safe, and you feel sorry for anyone who gets in his way

A/N: Based off of a little conversation between @qu1etwolf and myself. She said she would like to see me try and write something with Billy and his violent like tendencies but I still wanted fluffy elements to it. It’s a bit dramatic but I’m pretty pleased with what I did here and I hope you enjoy it!

As always, thank you for reading! I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕 💕

That night was cloudless and quiet at first.

The sky was so clear, you could see just about every crater of the moon and the stars that were sprinkled behind it sparkled like diamonds under fluorescent lights. From far away, you could hear the occasional dog barking that cut through the silence and you could see the dark shadows of the autumn foliage swaying in the gentle winds.

The musky sweet fragrance of fallen leaves danced across your nose while the cool breeze enveloped you as you walked down the street…alone.

He told you he hated when you walked alone…anywhere…any time of day. Billy didn’t like it if you went anywhere by yourself.

“You worry too much, baby. I’ll be fine.” You had said with a warm smile.

Famous last words.

When you came to, your head hurt and your body was resting on a metal floor, the empty space was completely dark, without windows, and every noise you made echoed throughout the room. It sounded like you were inside of a shipping container.

You weren’t bound or restrained in any way but you were scared and convinced that this had something to do with a deal that your father didn’t want to make involving the company he worked for.

Pratt and Whitney built aircraft engines and while your father didn’t own the company, he was responsible for bringing deals to the table. They build engines for civil aviation and military aviation and when your father declined a business offer, it was for a good reason.

Not too long ago, he had told you about a man coming to see him that wanted to do business and would not take no for an answer and you were convinced that it was someone involved with this man that was holding you captive.

But you didn’t know how far they were willing to go, to get what they wanted.

**********

He let out a yell that could probably be heard by people outside the building on the streets below.

His office was completely destroyed.

Fragments of shattered glass decorated the floor, his laptop landed upside down in the corner of the room, the cracked mirror and the broken picture frames were also casualties of the war zone inside Billy’s office. With his gun in one hand and your picture in the other, he stared down at your smiling face trying to figure out what his next move was going to be.

He needed to find you and was ready to burn the world down if it meant he could find you faster. Billy finally found love, someone who loved him but didn’t put up with his shit, someone that put him in his place when it was necessary, and someone that told him it was ok to let go. You said you would never leave, never abandon him, and he trusted you.

But you were gone, taken someplace that he had no idea where. He wasn’t going to rest until you were found, until HE found you. Billy needed you to be safe in his arms where you belonged and he wasn’t going to let anyone take you away from him.

Still holding the frame with your picture in it, he smashed the glass and removed it to put in his jacket pocket. Billy holstered his weapon and headed for the office door where he was cut off on the other side by Frank.

“Outta my way, Frankie. Now.” He said, rage dripping from his lips.

Frank held up a hand to try and stop him from leaving.

“She’s high profile, Bill. The FBI said they were handling it.” Frank said.

“Oh come on, Frankie! Those corrupt assholes couldn’t find their way out of a wet paper bag let alone find her! I should have been more insistent that she not walk alone and I’m gonna kill every single one of them, Frank. Every…single…one.” Said Billy.

The icy tone to his voice and his mouth twisted with threat let Frank know that Billy was serious. He didn’t care who he had to kill, he was going to find you and leave a trail of bodies behind him while he did it.

“I can’t stop you, can I Bill.” Frank said.

Billy’s eyes darkened and his lips curled back to reveal clenched teeth.

“You know me, Frankie. You think anyone’s gonna be able to stop me? Especially when it comes to her?” Growled Billy.

Frank looked into Billy’s eyes, they shined with unshed tears as he grabbed him by the shoulder.

“Well let’s go get her then, yeah?” Frank said with one side of his mouth curled up into a half smile. “You have a place to start?”

“Her father had a business card from the guy that came to his office wanting to make a deal, willing to pay cash, classic red flag. The card had an address on it. He said it sounded like the same guy demanding the engines in exchange for y/n.” Billy said.

Frank scoffed. “Pfft, not too bright is he. Well I think Lieberman can get her last known location before her phone went dead, so I’ll go to David’s and you go to that address, yeah?”

“Yeah, lemme know what you find out.” Billy said.

**********

They finally had enough of listening to you bang on the walls and call out for help. It took awhile but the doors opened, the early morning sun peeked through the crack in the door, they came inside and tied your arms and legs. They put a piece of tape over your mouth as well so they wouldn’t have to listen to you anymore.

The harder your struggled to free yourself, the tighter the ropes had become and you didn’t want to expel all of your energy. What did they want?

And why did they want aircraft engines? While he had more than enough money for the engines, he was a civilian and civilians don’t require large engines like that and your father could see right through that so he told them no.

They had also taken your watch.

It was completely dark inside the shipping container so you wouldn’t be able to see the time no matter how hard you tried but they took it from you anyway. It was the watch Billy had given you for Christmas last year, the one that he had engraved “Until the end of time. Love, Billy.”

You managed a slight smile with the tape over your mouth thinking about what he said when he gave it to you. When you looked at the engraving, he said, “It was between this and ‘nice butt’,” which caused you to burst out laughing.

You loved him so much.

There weren’t many things in this world that frightened you but you were very scared that you would never get to see Billy’s face again. It terrified you to think you would never get to look into his endless brown eyes again, lovingly scrape your nails against his scalp, or tell him that you loved him and to hear him say it back.

You needed to be in his arms again, to have his body be a warm cradle for yours, and for his soft lips to kiss you goodnight before you fall asleep.

You wanted it all back, you wanted him…forever. And he needed to know that.

**********

When he wanted to be, Billy could be very quiet. He was so light on his feet, sometimes you had no idea he was even in the same room until you turned around to see his handsome face smiling at you, then laughing because he scared you.

That skill came in handy when it was needed. When he arrived at the address on the business card, he didn’t know what to expect so he drew his weapon and went inside the building.

Slinking down hallways and creeping around corners, he checked the building from top to bottom and found everything he expected to find…which was nothing.

The building was empty.

At some point it had been occupied but looking around him, there hasn’t been any activity inside of the building in a long time. It was just an address. But who owned the building?

He needed to get back, tell Frank what he found, and to see if David had any luck finding the last location of your phone.

**********

You heard men arguing outside but you could only make out bits and pieces of the conversation.

“He said he wanted her moved.” One of them said.

Then you heard a different voice. “Well where are we going to move her?”

You heard the first voice again. “He doesn’t care where, just move her. She probably has to go to the bathroom anyway.”

That voice sounded familiar…”He doesn’t care where…”

It was killing you not knowing who “HE” was. Who could it be? And that voice, where have you heard that voice before?

Also, how considerate of them, you thought sarcastically to yourself…you hadn’t had anything to drink in hours so you didn’t really have to go. You didn’t even know how long you had been locked inside.

More talking…

“I cannot believe you didn’t get rid of her phone until you brought her here. Her boyfriend owns the best private security company in the city. You better hope they don’t track her phone or I’ll kill you myself.”

Before they tied you up, you had removed your jacket and tossed it into the corner. If they planned on moving you, hopefully they would be dumb enough to leave your jacket where it is so Billy could find it.

You felt it in your heart that he was out looking for you and when he does find you, he was never going to let you walk alone again.

**********

“The name, Bill. What was the name on the business card?” Frank asked.

Billy pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, concentrating really hard trying to remember the name your father told him was on the card.

“Wesley…James Wesley.” Said Billy. “Y/n’s father also said that they don’t want money, they want those engines. And why does that name sound so familiar, Frankie?”

Frank pressed his lips together in a straight line then hung his head before glancing at Billy again.

“Because he works for HIM, Bill. He works for Wilson Fisk…Kingpin.” Frank said softly.

Billy ran his long fingers through his ebony colored hair, hell burned behind his dark doll like eyes, and he had the acid burn of bitterness in his throat as he said, “Well then he’ll be the final body on top of the pile. She has nothing to do with this and he took her from me, Frankie and he’s gonna pay for it. They’re all gonna pay, so please tell me David found where her phone was last.”

He stared at Frank while putting his gear on and removed the picture of you from his suit jacket pocket to stash it behind his vest. Billy was ready to take out anyone who got in his way including the authorities.

“He did…down by the water where the cargo ships come in. Might be holding her in one of those shipping containers…told ya they’re not too bright. And you know I’m comin’ with you, yeah?” Said Frank.

Billy shook his head furiously.

“No, no, no, I can’t ask you to do that. You have a family, Frankie. I can’t let you risk yourself for me.” Billy said.

“And you’re part of that family, Bill so you’re not goin’ by yourself. Gimme some of that untraceable Russian ammo that I know you have and let’s go bring her home.” Frank said with a slight smirk.

“I love her, Frankie.” Billy said with a slight hitch in his voice.

“Well, let’s go so you can tell her instead of me.”

**********

They arrived at the pier under the cover of the clouded night sky. The ethereal glow of the moon peeked out briefly from behind the clouds before completely disappearing on the other side of the fluffy clouds.

The steady wind picked up a little faster down by the water as they stealthily moved through the cargo yard when they came upon a chair that had been turned over and the rocks underneath their feet had been disturbed. It looked like someone had been dragged from one of the containers, close to where the chairs were turned over.

“The door’s open, Bill…go check inside.” Frank whispered.

With his flashlight on, Billy stepped inside. You weren’t there but in the back corner, he saw some kind of black fabric rolled into a ball. It looked like it was hastily thrown there. When he picked it up, it unfolded and he recognized it immediately. Smiling slightly to himself, Billy knew you had left it for him to find.

“I’m coming, sweet girl.” He whispered to himself.

Frank stuck his head inside. “Russo, you find anything?” He asked.

Billy held out your jacket so Frank could see it. “She left it for me, Frankie.”

“The drag marks go that way.” Frank pointed in the direction they were already headed toward. “They probably didn’t move her too far…maybe in one of those buildings across the way.”

They suddenly heard some rocks shuffle along the ground, Billy and Frank turned and fired in the direction of the noises hitting two men right between the eyes. Billy didn’t even blink, he just continued walking, not bothered at all, and was careful not to leave any evidence behind.

Carnage was the only thing Billy left behind and Fisk was smart enough to scatter his men throughout the shipyard so Billy and Frank would have to check every building.

He prowled like a jungle cat, slitting their throats with his hidden blade, one right after the other, not looking back and moving on even before the body hit the ground.

Billy’s expression was blank, completely zoned out and he would not come back to reality until you were safe. Even Frank had a hard time getting through to him.

As he got closer to another building, Billy heard voices. He heard a woman’s voice, your voice. He listened intently as you spoke.

“What do you want the engines for, Mr. Wesley? You know my father is only responsible for bringing deals to the table and he’s not in charge of making deals himself, right?” You said with a sinister smile stretched across your lips.

“My employer knows that yes, Ms. Y/l/n. But we’ve tied his hands and yours.” He said with an evil smirk. “The man I work for wants to build his own planes for his spice import/export business.”

“Well if that doesn’t sound shady as fuck, I don’t know what does. You are even dumber than you look, Mr. Wesley.” You said. “Pratt and Whitney isn’t going to sell engines like that to a civilian. My father doesn’t care how much money you throw at them.”

The door opened and you heard a deep shaky voice coming from around the corner. “I think your father will do whatever it takes to get you back.”

Wilson Fisk came into view. He walked around the table and stood next to Wesley who was sitting across from you at a long table.

“Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Fisk but I know my father isn’t going to give you what you want and I know that you’re not going to kill me because if I’m dead, you have no other bargaining chips.” You said.

Fisk gave you an evil smile. “You know who I am.”

“Of course I know who you are.”

**********

Outside were a couple of large SUV’s and they had some of Fisk’s men inside which Billy and Frank took care of, almost a little too easily. But Fisk didn’t know what kind of marines he was dealing with. They were trained to be silent, anticipate moves by the enemy, and to kill with zero hesitation.

Billy was covered in blood, his black clothing had a bright red sheen to it when the dim lights from overhead shined down on to it, and the front of his vest was slick with all of their blood. He acted like it wasn’t even there, like it was just a part of his gear, and if Billy had the time, he would have tortured and tormented all of them.

He would have done it slowly and with precision, to make them feel as much pain as possible for what they had done. They were just doing what they were ordered to do but that didn’t matter to Billy.

You always have a choice in life and they chose to do this, they chose to work for HIM. They took you away from him and now they had paid the price…all of them.

Frank and Billy left no survivors, they didn’t let any of them go, not even one to warn Fisk they were coming for him. They were left to bleed out on to the gravel beneath them, the tiny pebbles were painted red with their blood as it pooled under their throats where they fell.

Billy would make sure the last two would never leave the shipyard alive.

**********

“That’s it. Keep them talkin’, sweet girl.” Billy said in barely more than a whisper.

Close to Billy’s ear, Frank said, “She has a smart mouth, Bill. I can see why you love her so much.”

Fisk started to speak again.

“You think your boyfriend is out looking for you? Hmmm?” He said.

You touched your tongue to your teeth and gave him a sinister grin. “I know what you want me to say, Mr. Fisk. But you’re not gonna get it. What I am gonna tell you is that my guess is you kidnapping me is high profile to the FBI and as soon as they find their way out of that wet paper bag they seem to be stuck in, they’ll be searching for me. Sending Mr. Wesley in to talk to my father was just dumb on your part. You didn’t even try to make it sound legit.” You said with a laugh.

Frank chuckled. “You two really are made for each other.”

You could tell Wilson Fisk was starting to get angry.

“I have people all over this shipyard! I doubt they can’t handle ONE marine!” He yelled across the table.

“I’m sure Billy is waiting patiently for that phone call to come in to tell him that I have been found unharmed.” You said in a sarcastic and teasing tone. “He would never EVER get in the way of authority figures.”

Fisk made a motion like he was going to walk over and strike you when a figure dressed in all black shattered the flimsy glass by diving through the window.

Before Wesley could pull out his gun, the figure moved in front of you and pushed you away from the table when two shots came from the window. One bullet went into Wesley’s head, the other into Fisk’s chest and he collapsed onto the ground.

Clutching his chest, Fisk looked up at the figure who just shot him and they pulled the hood up away from their face.

It was Billy.

“I wanted you to see my face as I watch the life drain from yours.” Billy growled.

Coughing up blood, Fisk managed to ask, “H-how?”

Billy flashed that perfect smile of his but he had an evil twist behind it. He ejected the blade from his wrist and inched closer to Fisk’s face before opening his throat and twisting the blade so the wound wouldn’t close.

“How?” Billy asked. “You took what is most precious to me in this world, you took what was MINE. And you fucked with the wrong marines.” He hissed.

Billy removed the blade from Fisk’s neck and watched as his blood pooled on the floor underneath him and the light faded from his eyes.

Frank lifted his mask.

“You ok, sweetheart?” He asked, trying to catch his breath.

“You came for me too, Frank?” You asked.

“Of course I did. I wasn’t gonna let Bill do this by himself.” He said, cutting your hands loose. “I tell ya what, kid. I’m surprised he didn’t try and hit you before I jumped through the window, you have a mouth on you.” He said with a smirk.

Billy rushed to your side and fell to his knees. “You alright, sweet girl?!” He pulled you into a tight embrace, so tight that it made it hard to breathe and kissed the top of your head.

“I’m ok, Billy. Really, I am. Only slightly traumatized, I think.” You said with a warm smile.

Billy’s lips collided with yours, his long slender fingers tangled in your hair as he planted kisses all over your forehead and your cheeks before wrapping his fingers around your throat like a necklace and softly kissing your lips again.

“I love you…so much.” He said, his onyx colored eyes gazed at you like he hasn’t seen you in a week.

Tears pricked the back of your eyes and one streaked down your cheek before he brushed it away with his thumb. “I love you too, Billy.”

“I hate to break this up, but we gotta get outta here.” Said Frank.

On the way back, Frank and Billy told you exactly what to say when you walk into the police station. Billy held you close in the back seat while Frank drove, his heart was racing, and you felt the gentle rise and fall of his chest against the side of your face.

He came for you and killed everyone that got in his way, including the Kingpin of New York City. The rage in his eyes died down and the tension in his body relaxed as soon as he held you in his arms again. You were back with him, where you belonged, and if he had to, he would do it all again without hesitation.

Billy valued your life more than he valued his own, he loved you more than anything, and he would take on the entire city if it meant you would stay safe.

He flashed that perfect smile at you after he kissed you goodbye. You weren’t even gone for very long but you missed that smile and wondered if you were ever going to see it again.

“I’ll be back to get you and you’re never walking by yourself ever again.” He said with a wink.

No one has ever shown you the kind of love Billy has and he’s never known love by anyone which is why you always made it a point to tell him every day how much you loved him, how you felt safe with him, and how you would never abandon him like so many others had done before.

His chin rested on top of your head in the back of the car, as his fingers danced up and down your arm, soothing you and telling you he’d never let anyone hurt you again.

You didn’t want to but you had to tell him.

“Billy?”

“Yeah baby?” He answered.

“They took my watch…the one you gave me for Christmas.” You had said.

Billy kissed the top of your head. “I’ll get you a new one, my love.”

You leaned back to look up at him through your long dark lashes and pulled him in close to your face and gently kissed him.

“Until the end of time, Billy?” You whispered.

He just smiled his million dollar smile at you and replied, “Until the end of time, sweet girl.”

Before going inside the station, you paused on the sidewalk and looked up at the sky, painted black and navy with the moon cast behind the clouds. Tears welled up in your eyes because just a few hours ago, you weren’t certain you would ever see the sky again and you were incredibly thankful to be alive.

You weren’t sure the sun would ever kiss the high points of your face again or see the person you loved most that would rather watch the world burn than live without you in it.

Under the pale moonlight, you closed your eyes, and inhaled sharply. The lingering smell of salt from the shipyard still fresh as you took a deep breath in through your nose and then exhaling, watching your warm breath meet the crisp autumn air outside.

You took in the familiar city scents that you never wanted to take for granted again, fresh coffee, warm toasted almonds, and pizza slices hot from the oven. The sounds of broken bottles hitting the sidewalk, car alarms, and ambulance sirens were all music to your ears.

You were alive because he fought for you…and won.

Stepping inside the police station, you saw uniforms everywhere, they were carrying papers, rushing past you, and not giving you a second look before one stopped, looked at your disheveled appearance, and asked, “Are you alright miss?”

You stood up straight, nodded, and replied.

“Yes…I’d like to report a kidnapping. And a bunch of dead bodies.”

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foryouandbits · 1 year

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I know this is a recent trend but you cannot convince me that Ransom and Holster do not do this to Jack at least once

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#Jack: do you know how hard it is for me to find pants that fit #omgcp #jack zimmermann #ransom and holster

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jewish-ship-showdown · 1 year

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transwicky · 9 months

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Ok but superpower au where metaphysicality isn't Johnson's only power.

It's just the one he focuses on.

Johnson's low-key the strongest mutant/meta/super/whatever word you want to use, but he does NOTHING WITH IT.

He's like 625 from the lilo and stitch cartoon tv series. He has all these powers and abilities, could cause the WORST hell in the world, but he chooses...

"Sandwiches"(aka just vibing and helping Ngozi with the comic).

It'd be fucking hilarious, especially if like, only 1-3 person of each grad year on SMH actually had powers. He's the only one his year.

Shitty is the only one in his and Jack's year, though John's p sure Jack has one too. Shitty can make anyone trust him, but even Shitty doesn't know that's a literal power; everyone just thinks Shits is a casual (normal person)

Lardo has a power, Holster and Ransom don't, but John thinks they have low-key powers that aren't "powers" (stupid power classification laws). Lardo never tells him what hers is, and that's fine with John - the less he knows, the better.

Bitty, Ollie, AND Wicky all have powers, but they're definitely not "real" according to the super power classification laws - Bitty can alter time for a small bit, not long enough to be a Real Power, Ollie is a power amplifier, and Wicky is a speedster like the Flash from DC Comics, complete with wearing a power suppression necklace under his shirt (he still eats a lot, and the coaches actually made him not follow the diet plan because that's federal law: speedsters eat a lot, even on the suppressors, so Wicky just needs to eat, and John was kinda jealous).

Dex has a power, the other 2 frogs don't. Dex can fix literally anything mechanical. Maybe not technical, but electrical/mechanical? Yeah. Car, an oven, toaster, electric wiring, shit like that he can fix, even if it's DEAD, but that's a temp fix, you have to replace things eventually. It's cool. And handy.

Whiskey is definitely on the government's watch list, John just isn't sure what his power is.

Tango is also on the government's watchlist. His power is telepathy and telekinesis (like Jean Grey from the X-Men). He wears a power suppression bracer on his ankle for it, too, a thing John thinks is bullshit, and it's no wonder Tango asks all these questions, between the autism and his suppressed power, poor kid is confused.

Foxtrot's power is a lot like Black Canary's from DC Comics.

Louis can manipulate sound vibrations, it's part of why he's obsessed with music. Pretty strong, John's a bit surprised he was let into America.

Bully has no power.

Hops has a mundane one that has the potential to be insanely powerful. He can manipulate things if he focuses hard enough, but it's not strong enough to be noteworthy from the government. (It is why he's great at video games though.)

John hopes he gets strong enough, and he'd love to see him and Tango team up for some wicked awesome super hero shit, it'd be swawesome (no seriously, if they went rogue, it'd be devastating, but hilarious).

But then there's the others.

Guy from the Falconers has fast healing, it's why he gets into fights on the ice.

Kent can mildly see the future by at least a few moments - he wears a suppression thing too, during games at least.

Scraps wears a suppressor too, he can mimic voices/sounds.

Georgia Martin does too. Hers is mundane too. Scouting isn't the power, but her power is why she's scouting for the Falconers, despite being the assistant GM.

Snowy has one.

That dickhole Carly has one.

Three people on the Schooners have a power too.

Just people having powers and some not even realizing (Holster), or being painfully aware of it (Ollie, Wicky, Bitty, Tango, Foxtrot).

John feels bad for the ones who know about their powers, or have the government watching them, the ones that are strong enough that they're suppressed.

Maybe that's why John hides his.

He doesn't want to be watched, or suppressed by the government; he's seen how much it hurts Wicky, and he's selfish, and doesn't want to be in pain.

After graduating, John goes into hiding.

#omgcp #john johnson #super powers #aus #i need an au tag for this #the metaphysical goalie

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canonicallyginger · 1 year

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I hate how ppl interpret Jack and Holster's relationship. They are friends and they're also both absolutely bitches to each other because they know how to push each other's buttons and they have poor restraint bc its turned into a competition (and they're both ridiculously competitive). Holster is Jack's type except he's obnoxious on purpose bc its funny. Jack is Holster's type but that doesn't matter bc Jack chirps him too much. Holster likes to think he has a thick skin, but Jack proves him wrong and he hates it. He'd do almost anything for Jack, but that's also true of all his friends (with the exception of Ransom, for whom its not an almost). He and Ransom canonically filmed Jack's ass without permission, and Jack was probably like "what is wrong with you two" and left it at that. R&H are connoisseurs of Jack x Parse fanfic, likely unaware that there was anything to that relationship for real. Jack will never let Holster live down whatever happened with Esther, but only bc Holster has moved on in every way except for this chirping. Holster can never tell if Jack is affected by his chirps bc Holster is awful at reading expressions and Jack doesn't emote as obviously as other people do. They hooked up once but both of them have forgotten abt it somehow. Holster is aware that he's Jack's type, but it doesn't matter bc they aren't friends (even though they are). Jack has never flirted with Holster on purpose and Holster would never flirt with Jack directly bc its easier to talk about his ass to other people than to admit he cares about Jack. He sometimes dreams about dating Jack and wakes up irrationally angry at him. Jack sometimes dreams about Holster but it's always competitive. One time he had a dream where they were contestants on Jeopardy, but he woke up before finding out who won and spent the whole morning smugly proud of his history knowledge and annoyed at Holster's pop culture knowledge. Jack would probably have hooked up with Holster for the first time again if he'd asked, but Holster is proud of himself for never having tried to hook up, even if he sometimes thinks about how he probably wouldn't know how Jack's body fits against his, or the texture of jack's skin, or how long Jack lasts. He dismisses these thoughts because he would remember sleeping with Jack, right? How could someone forget that? Holster once told Jack that if they were trapped in a timeloop, Jack could rely on him. Jack has no idea what the hell that means. Ransom is the only person who knows about the JackHoltz hookup. Shitty probably thought it happened more than once, but is completely wrong about when it would have been. Jack and Holster originally thought theyd bond over being jewish, but Jack speaks hebrew in a quebecois accent and Holster can't stand it. Alicia Zimmermann sometimes asks Jack about the "nice jewish boy on the team" and Jack hasn't put together that she means Holster. Holster is a better singer than Bitty but his taste in music is a lot of showtunes, and Jack doesn't understand. Jack once punched Holster in the nose by accident and Holster was low-key turned on by it. Jack didn't learn most of his teammates' first names until a couple months into his sophomore year, but Holster is the only one who knows. Holster thinks Jack should dress a little more slutty, but he's only told this to Bitty (who agreed wholeheartedly). Ever since Jack proposed to Bitty, Holster exclusively calls him Mr. Bitty bc he knows how much Jack loves tying his identity to the man he loves

#this got out of hand #but im posting it anyway #it may be incomprehensible bc sleep deprivation but idc #check please #omgcp #JackHoltz #yeah im tagging it with the ship bc i think the fandom is dumb about tit (affectionately disappointed)

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inkstained-pages · 1 year

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bulletproof (sort of)

~ day 6 of daily txt drabbles ~

summary: yeonjun enters the warehouse of an enemy gang who's kidnapped soobin, intent on showing them how much of a mistake that was.

wc: 1,592

tags: angst, au - gangs, violence

relationships: yeonjun & soobin, yeonjun & everyone, soobin & everyone

+x+

“Well, well, well, look who finally showed up.”

The light of the warehouse is dim, the only source of it being the shafts of sunlight that barely scrape their way through the holes in the dirt-encrusted windows. It’s midday and yet anyone would think it’s dusk if they were locked in here all day.

Yeonjun takes a step forward out of his hiding place, obviously discovered. He curses his luck; he’d hoped to sneak in without detection and escape unnoticed, but today just doesn’t seem to be his day. His hands twitch restlessly without his gun in its holster as he comes out with them up in surrender.

The wretch of a man in front of him speaks again. “Not another step, or the pretty boy gets it.”

Yeonjun freezes, but not because of the words. In front of him, tied to a chair and gagged, is Soobin. His face is crusted with half-dried blood, his left eye is purple and swollen shut, and he only seems half-conscious. It’s all Yeonjun can do not to tear across the remaining space between them and stick his knife between the ribs of the person who’s currently holding a gun to Soobin’s head.

“What do you want, Park?” Yeonjun growls, eyes flicking between Soobin and said man behind him. He counts everyone in the room; himself, Soobin, Park, the guy pointing the gun at Soobin, two more lackeys on either side of him, and another two stationed on either side of the room. Outnumbered, and by a lot. He can only pray Taehyun and Kai get here in time.

Soobin doesn’t move, save for a slight twitch in his legs when he heard Yeonjun’s voice. Yeonjun can only hope that means he knows he’s here.

“That’s a supremely general question, don’t you think?” Park smiles, a vile thing, and steps into the light to let it glint off of his icy white hair and the large scar down his right cheek. Yeonjun fights not to roll his eyes. So dramatic. “But I think I know what you’re really asking. You want to know what I want in regards to Soobin here, huh?”

“No,” Yeonjun says, lowering his hands slowly and sticking them in his pockets like this is just a casual chat between friends. “I want to know what part of that idiotic brain of yours thought kidnapping one of mine and asking for a ransom was a good idea. You know how me and my gang work. You know the rumours. No one left alive, remember?”

Park raises a hand, and one of the men beside Soobin takes the butt of his gun and slams it into Soobin’s face. Soobin jerks to the side and lets out a choked whine, but doesn’t move much more than that. Yeonjun grinds his teeth together and fixes Park with what he hopes is his most menacing glare.

“I don’t think you’re in any position to be making threats, Yeonjun,” Park says, circling around Soobin’s chair. He grabs Soobin’s chin roughly and tugs it upwards, forcing his face in Yeonjun’s direction so Yeonjun can see the full extent of the damage.

It’s bad. Too many bruises to count, more blood than Yeonjun originally thought. His eyes are half-closed, but they widen slightly as Yeonjun makes eye contact with him.

“Hyung,” he gets out, the words barely a whisper and slurred together like he’s drunk. “What’re you doin’ here?”

“I’m here for you silly,” Yeonjun says, hoping his tone is less tense than he thinks it is. Their situation is desperate.

“Yes, well, that’s all nice and good, but what hope do you have against all of us? You can’t possibly think you can take us all out, can you?” Park’s grin grows wider, and Yeonjun’s fists itch with the urge to smash his face in.

Before he can consider it, however, the one-use transmitter in his ear beeps, and Beomgyu’s voice comes through in a rush of static.

“ETA 30 seconds. Keep ‘em talking hyung, we’ll be there soon.”

The line goes dead, and Yeonjun almost grins. He doesn’t, because that would give them away, but he satisfies himself with a slight shift in position.

30, 29, 28.

“Of course I know I can’t beat you all.” He takes a cautious step forward.

25, 24, 23.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Park’s smile dims somewhat, and the men around him tighten their grip on their guns. Yeonjun can only pray he makes it to Soobin in time before they pull the trigger, and that the others make it in time before the both of them get riddled with bullets.

18, 17, 16.

“Then why are you here, if you’re so certain of your defeat?” Park asks, eyes narrow. He’s getting nervous, Yeonjun notes with no small measure of satisfaction. That’s good, let him squirm.

12, 11, 10.

“Oh, I didn’t say that.” Another step. “But I think you’ve forgotten something.”

8, 7, 6.

“Oh? And what’s that?”

3, 2, 1.

Yeonjun grins. “We never come alone.”

An explosion rattles the building, and the side of the warehouse shatters. Through the now gaping hole roars a motorcycle with two familiar passengers on board.

Yeonjun doesn’t spare the time to watch their maknaes work; as soon as the explosion sounds, he takes two giant sprinting steps and lunges toward Soobin. Both the explosion and his drastic movement seem to catch most everyone on guard, and he’s able to slam into the guy with the gun trained on Soobin and disarm him with a swipe of his arm and a fist to the neck.

The other two spring into action, but Yeonjun isn’t the most feared member of the most feared gang in Seoul for nothing. He ducks under an incoming swing and spins around, lifting his leg in an arch and slamming it down on one of the lackeys’ heads. The guy goes down without a fuss, leaving one left.

Yeonjun turns, his fists up and ready, only to see the other lackey lying on the ground with a bullet through his brain. Huh. Beomgyu must’ve gotten to him first. Sniper’s are good for that sort of thing.

With those two taken care of, Yeonjun’s attention immediately lands back on Soobin. He whirls around and sees the chair that had previously held his member on empty. His heart drops through the floor, and he frantically scans the room.

There! Park has Soobin in a chokehold and is dragging him towards the exit, but Soobin, despite his extensive injuries, keeps biting and kicking and thrashing about, making Park’s job very difficult.

Yeonjun’s footsteps pound heavily as he races towards them, and he reaches down to his pant leg and brings out his trusty knife. He’s glad he listened to Taehyun and brought it.

“Soobin, drop!” He shouts, and Soobin goes down like a limp ragdoll, leaving Park to either drop him or go down with him. Park drops him, and Yeonjun is free to launch himself at the man.

He doesn’t even get a chance to scream before Yeonjun’s knife is in his neck and he’s a bloody mess on the floor.

Yeonjun doesn’t spare him a glance as he bleeds out, instead crouching next to Soobin and lifting him carefully into his arms.

“Hey, Soobinnie,” he says gently, using the glove of his free hand to wipe some of the blood off of Soobin’s face. “You with me?”

Soobin’s eyes crack open, and when he sees Yeonjun his split lips break into a tiny smile. “Hey hyung,” he croaks. “Knew you’d come f’r me. Kept tellin’ ‘em that, but they just-” he coughs- “hit me harder.”

“Shh, it’s okay Soobin, hyung’s got you. Don’t try to speak, you’ll wear yourself out.” Yeonjun smiles as Soobin nods. He looks up and spots Kai dispatching the last of the enemy, Taehyun just behind him. “Taehyun!” He calls. “Help me with Soobin!”

Taehyun swivels around, immediately sprinting towards them and falling to his knees beside them.

“How bad?” He asks, and Yeonjun can see him already cataloguing all the injuries. As their team medic, he’s always had an eye for the things the rest of them miss.

“Pretty bad, but everything looks superficial. Nothing a couple weeks in bed won’t fix.”

Taehyun nods, eyes bright with worry, and stands. “We need to get him back to home base before I can help. Park’s backup will be here any second and Beomgyu can only cover us for so long.”

“Alright, let’s head out.” Yeonjun puts his fingers to his mouth and shrieks a whistle. Kai’s head shoots up from where he’d been looking through the pockets of the downed enemy, and Beomgyu’s answering call echoes from the rafters. “Let’s move, boys!”

He lifts Soobin up in his arms, struggling a bit under the weight of their leader, but he gets his footing soon enough with Taehyun’s help.

Within a matter of seconds, the four of them are piled onto Kai’s motorcycle, a difficult feat, but nothing they haven’t done before. Kai sits in the front, driving, and Yeonjun sits behind him with Soobin in his lap, with Taehyun bringing up the rear for protection.

“Drive!” Yeonjun shouts, and they’re off. Beomgyu will meet them at the rendezvous like he always does, but he enjoys picking off the last of the stragglers before he leaves.

Soobin stirs weakly in Yeonjun’s arms as they speed out of the warehouse. “Yeonjun-hyung?” He whispers.

“Yeah, leader-nim? What is it?”

“‘M glad you came.”

Yeonjun smiles. “Always, Soobin. Always.”

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i-apriljune-be-stupid · 1 year

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Tell me about your oc 👀

Shai you have no idea how happy and caught-off-guard I am.

OKAY so there’s this comic called Check Please, there’s this one popular ship called Holsom (Adam “Holster” Birkholtz x Justin “Ransom” Oluransi) that I love with my whole heart and soul, so I made them a fankid:

Historia

•Her nickname is Story

•She’s 14 years old in this picture

•She is bisexual

•She’s a dedicated troublemaker; She’s pulling all sorts of dumb pranks and stunts (and not in a tiktok challenge way, more of a “bored-mischievous-kids-on-a-summer-day-in-the-90’s” way), mildly annoying her loved ones, and ditching obligations to go on mini-adventures around town. She’s also the person to go to for cursed memes

•Troublesome as she is, she’s a good student when it comes to art, creative writing, and athletics.

•She’s a very talented singer, she’ll go on later in life to cultivate a music career

I HAVE SO MANY DOODLES OF HER THAT THE WORLD ISN’T READY FOR BUT I CANNOT THANK YOU ENOUGH FOR GIVING ME A REASON TO RANT ABOUT HER

#gingerale speaks #OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING #holsom

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zzzbittle · 2 years

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Listen.

If it's not them.

If it's not the cast of Check, Please!... If it's not the members of Samwell Men's Hockey...

If it's not Nurseydex, Holsom, Shitty/Lardo, any other OMG Check, Please ship...

If it's not Eric Bittle and Jack Zimmermann, Zimbits, the light of my life

If it's not them, I don't want it.

They always pull me back in, how do they keep doing this!?

#omg check please #check please #eric bitty bittle #eric bittle #jack zimmermann #derek nurse #william dex poindexter #nurseydex #dex x nursey #adam birkholtz #ransom x holster #samwell hockey #shitty b. knight #larissa lardo duan #lardo duan #shitty x lardo #zimbits #bitty x jack #jack x bitty

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blepbean · 3 years

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#anywyas they’re in love idc #holsom #nurseydex #check please #check please social media #omgcp #check please social media au #holster x ransom #ransom x holster #nursey x dex #dex x nursey

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finishyoureffingwip · 3 years

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Preview #3:

Never Forget You

@McBangle

“How’m I doing, doc?” Holster asks.

“You’re looking great for someone who just hit his head.” Justin smiles at him. He’ll need a head CT and they’ll have to keep an eye on the ringing in his ears, but with any luck Holster will go home tonight with nothing more than a headache and a good story to tell.

“You’re looking great.” Holster raises one eyebrow in an uncharacteristically smarmy expression.

Huh. Holster might be a little loopier than Justin had realized. “Uh, thanks?”

“There’s just one thing I don’t understand,” Holster continues. “How did I get lucky enough to get the hottest doctor in the hospital?”

“Um… my resident paged me when you came in?” A horrifying thought occurs to Justin. He slaps his hand over his name badge. “Adam? What’s my name?”

Holster glances at Justin’s chest where his name badge should be and then back to his face. “Uh… Dr. McDreamy?”

Justin slowly drops his hand, his mind reeling. “You don’t know me?”

Posting for the FYFW event starts on April 5th, stay tuned !

#omgcp #fyfw event #omgcheckplease #omgcp fanart #holsom #ransom x holster #angst #amnesia #post-canon #justin oluransi #adam birkholtz

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jewish-ship-showdown · 1 year

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QUALIFYING SHIPS UNDER THE CUT

Send me an ask or direct message if 🠺 You feel that any ship shouldn't be on here and explain why 🠺 You have any questions at all 🠺 You just want to say hi

Jude Lizowski/Jonesy Garcia

Tyler Kennedy "TK" Strand/Carlos Reyes

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)/Gwen Stacey

Willow Rosenberg/Winifred "Fred" Burkle

Francine Frensky/Muffy Crosswire

Luna Armoza/Matilda Franco

Susan Ivanova/Marcus Cole

Barry B. Benson/Vanessa Bloome

Michael Mell/Jeremy Heere

Jake Peralta/Amy Santiago

Willow Rosenberg/Tara Maclay

Jack Zimmermann/Eric "Bitty" Bittle

Justin "Ransom" Oluransi/Adam "Holster" Birkholtz

Danny/Reuven

Annie Edison/Jeff Winger

Larissa "Lara" Bogdan/Jasmine

Kelsey Pokly/Isabella "Stacks" Alvarado

Rebecca Bunch/Audra Levine

Rebecca Bunch/Greg Serrano

Rebecca Bunch/Nathaniel Plimpton

Samantha "Sam" Manson/Danniel "Danny" Fenton

Bruce Wayne (Batman)/Clark Kent (Superman)

Bruce Wayne( Batman)/Minkhoa Khan (Ghostmaker)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)/Selina Kyla (Catwoman)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)/Shondra Kinsolving

Bruce Wayne (Batman)/Talia Al Ghul

Clark Kent (Superman)/Lois Lane

Harley Quinn/Pamela Isley (Poison Ivy)

Kate Kane (Batwoman)/Renee Montoya

Martha Kane/Thomas Wayne/Alfred Pennyworth

Tim Drake/Kon El (Conner Kent)

Barney Guttman/Logan "Logs" Nguyen

Baby Houseman/Johnny Castle

Leah/Chanan

Shay Goldstein/Dominic Yun

Marvin/Whizzer

Trina/Mendel Weisenbachfeld

Perchik/Hodel

Tevye/Golde

Tzeitel/Motel

Monica Gellar/Chandler Bing

Amram/Zelikman

Molly McGee/Libby Stein Torres

Rachel Berry/Noah Puckerman

Frankie Bergstein/Grace Hanson

Fiddleford McGucket/Stanford Pines

Cristina Yang/Owen Hunt

Cristina Yang/Preston Burke

Levi Schmidt/Nico Kim

Rose Lalonde/Kanaya Maryam

James Wilson/Gregory House

Ashlyn Caswell/Big Red

The Baker and/The Baker's Wife

Kim Possible/Ron Stoppable

Ellie Williams/Dina

The Jewish People/The Shabbat Bride

Alec Hardison/Parker

Alec Hardison/Parker/Eliot Spencer

Arnold "Arnie" Roth/Michael Bech

Arnold "Arnie" Roth/Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Ben Grimm (The Thing)/Alicia Masters

Billy Kaplan (Wiccan)/Teddy Altman (Hulkling)

Bobby Drake (Iceman)/Hank McCoy (Beast)

Bobby Drake (Iceman)/Johnny Storm (The Human Torch)

Katherine Anne "Kitty" Pryde/Illyana Rasputin (Magik)

Layla El Faouly/Marc Spector (Moon Knight)

Matthew Hawk (Two-Gun Kid II)/Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

Marc Spector (Moon Knight)/Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

Max Eisenhardt (Magneto)/Charles Xavier (Professor X)

Natasha Romanoff/Wanda Maximoff

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)/Betty Brant

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)/Eugene "Flash" Thompson

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)/ Felicia Hardy (Black Cat)

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)/Harry Osborn

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)/Katherine Anne "Kitty" Pryde

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)/Mary Jane "MJ" Watson

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)/Wade Wilson (Deadpool)

Steve Rogers/Bernadette "Bernie" Rosenthal

Steve Rogers (Captain America)/James "Bucky" Barnes

Wanda Maximoff (The Scarlet Witch)/Jericho Drumm

Wanda Maximoff (The Scarlet Witch)/The Vision

Midge Maisel/Susie Myerson

Hal Emmerich (Otacon)/Solid Snake

Michael "Mike" Wazowski/Celia Mae

Casey Goldberg-Calderon/Lunella Lafayette

Fran Fine/Max Sheffield

Ben Gross/Devi Vishwakumar

Winston Schmidt/Cece Parekh

David Jacobs/Jack Kelly

Seth Cohen/Summer Roberts

Reuben Kent/Feliks Kaufmann

Scout Touzani/Elias Wyrick

KJ Brandman/Mac Coyle

Lavinia Asimov/Poison Oak

Phineas Flynn/Isabella Garcia-Shapiro

Anon's Mom/Dad

Babushka (Tatiana)/Dedushka (Ivan)

Hillel/Shammai

The person reading this & their partner

Didi Pickles/Stu Pickles

Captain Rivka Maror/Isaac The Wizard

Shulamit/Aviva

Jerry Seinfeld/Cosmo Kramer

Violet Baudelaire/Quigley Quagmire

Simon Lewis/Isabel Lightwood

Danielle/Maya

Bram Greenfeld/Simon Spier

Miryem Mandelstam/The Staryk King

David Rose/Patrick Brewer

Velma Dinkley/Daphne Blake

Velma Dinkley/Marcie "Hot Dog Water" Fleach

S'chn T'gai Spock/James T Kirk

S'chn T'gai Spock/James T Kirk/Leonard "Bones" McCoy

S'chn T'gai Spock/Leonard "Bones" McCoy

Worf Rozhenko/Jadzia Dax

Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla

Brian Jeeter/Krejjh

Bobby Singer/Rufus Turner

Jonah Simms/Amy Sosa

Reish Lakish/Rabbi Yochanen

Couple having gay sex in the study hall attic (Talmud)

Avraham Avinu and Sarah Imanu

King David/Yonatan

Devorah/Barak

Moses/Tzipporah

Ruth/Naomi

Solomon's Muse (female)/Solomon's Muse (male)

Yaakov/The Angel

Velma Dinkley/Coco Diablo

Rowan Roth/Neil Mcnair

Klaus Hargreeves/Dave Katz

Cecil Palmer/Carlos the Scientist

Josh Lyman/Donna Moss

Little Ash/Uriel

Lucille "Lucy" Kensington/Dr. Edison "Ed" Tucker

Fox Mulder/Dana Scully

Anshel/Avigdor

Anshel/Avigdor/Hadass

Anshel/Hadass

Maxine Myers/Paula Cohen

#jumblr #jewish #judaism #info #poll #polls #brackets #actual bracket coming soon im trying to work out how to make it accessible #rules and propaganda form coming soon

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