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Y/N L/N AND THE HALFBLOODS

Percy Jackson X Reader

-Y/N L/N met Percy Jackson and everything was now ruined.

CHAPTER 15: Spiders Aren't Water Proof

The next afternoon, June 14, seven days before the solstice, our train rolled into Denver. We hadn't eaten since the night before in the dining car, somewhere in Kansas. We hadn't taken a shower since Half-Blood Hill, and I was sure that was obvious. "Let's try to contact Chiron," Annabeth said. "I want to tell him about your talk with the river spirit." "We can't use phones, right?" "I'm not talking about phones." We wandered through downtown for about half an hour, though I wasn't sure what Annabeth was looking for. The air was dry and hot, which felt weird after the humidity of St. Louis. Everywhere we turned, the Rocky Mountains seemed to be staring at me, like a tidal wave about to crash into the city. Finally we found an empty do-it-yourself car wash. We veered toward the stall farthest from the street, keeping our eyes open for patrol cars. We were four adolescents hanging out at a car wash without a car; any cop worth his doughnuts would figure we were up to no good. "What exactly are we doing?" Percy asked, as Grover took out the spray gun. "It's seventy-five cents," he grumbled. "I've only got two quarters left. Annabeth?" "Don't look at me," she said. "The dining car wiped me out." I fished out my last bit of change and passed Grover a quarter, which left me two nickels and one drachma from Medusa's place. "Excellent," Grover said. "We could do it with a spray bottle, of course, but the connection isn't as good, and my arm gets tired of pumping." "What are you talking about?" He fed in the quarters and set the knob to FINE MIST. "I-M'ing." "Instant messaging?" "Iris-messaging," Annabeth corrected. "The rainbow goddess Iris carries messages for the gods. If you know how to ask, and she's not too busy, she'll do the same for half-bloods." "You summon the goddess with a spray gun?" Grover pointed the nozzle in the air and water hissed out in a thick white mist. "Unless you know an easier way to make a rainbow."

Sure enough, late afternoon light filtered through the vapor and broke into colors. Annabeth held her palm out to me. "Drachma, please." I handed it over. She raised the coin over her head. "O goddess, accept our offering." She threw the drachma into the rainbow. It disappeared in a golden shimmer. "Half-Blood Hill," Annabeth requested. For a moment, nothing happened. Then I was looking through the mist at strawberry fields, and the Long Island Sound in the distance. We seemed to be on the porch of the Big House. Standing with his back to us at the railing was a sandy-haired guy in shorts and an orange tank top. He was holding a bronze sword and seemed to be staring intently at something down in the meadow. "Luke!" I called. He turned, eyes wide. I could swear he was standing three feet in front of me through a screen of mist, except I could only see the part of him that appeared in the rainbow. "Y/N!" His scarred face broke into a grin. "Is that Annabeth and Percy, too? Thank the gods! Are you guys okay?" "We're... uh... fine," Annabeth stammered. She was madly straightening her dirty T-shirt, trying to comb the loose hair out of her face. "We thought—Chiron—I mean—" "He's down at the cabins." Luke's smile faded. "We're having some issues with the campers. Listen, is everything cool with you? Is Grover all right?" "I'm right here," Grover called. He held the nozzle out to one side and stepped into Luke's line of vision. "What kind of issues?" Just then a big Lincoln Continental pulled into the car wash with its stereo turned to maximum hip-hop. As the car slid into the next stall, the bass from the subwoofers vibrated so much, it shook the pavement. "Chiron had to—what's that noise?" Luke yelled. "I'll take care of it.'" Annabeth yelled back, looking very relieved to have an excuse to get out of sight. "Grover, come on! "What?" Grover said. "But—" "Give Percy the nozzle and come on!" she ordered. Grover muttered something about girls being harder to understand than the Oracle at Delphi, then he handed me the spray gun and followed Annabeth. Percy readjusted the hose so we could keep the rainbow going and still see Luke. "Chiron had to break up a fight," Luke shouted to me over the music. "Things are pretty tense here, guys. Word leaked out about the Zeus—Poseidon standoff. We're still not sure how—probably the same scumbag who summoned the hellhound. Now the campers are starting to take sides. It's shaping up like the Trojan War all over again. Aphrodite, Ares, and Apollo are backing Poseidon, more or less. Athena is backing Zeus." In the next stall, I heard Annabeth and some guy arguing with each other, then the music's volume decreased drastically. "So what's your status?" Luke asked us. "Chiron will be sorry he missed you." We told him pretty much everything, including Percy's dreams. It felt so good to see him, to feel like I was back at camp even for a few minutes, that I didn't realize how long I had talked until the beeper went off on the spray machine, and I realized I only had one more minute before the water shut off. "I wish I could be there," Luke told me. "We can't help much from here, I'm afraid, but listen... it had to be Hades who took the master bolt. He was there at Olympus at the winter solstice. I was chaperoning a field trip and we saw him." "But Chiron said the gods can't take each other's magic items directly." "That's true," Luke said, looking troubled. "Still... Hades has the helm of darkness. How could anybody else sneak into the throne room and steal the master bolt? You'd have to be invisible." We were both silent, until Luke seemed to realize what he'd said. "Oh, hey," he protested. "I didn't mean Annabeth. She and I have known each other forever. She would never... I mean, she's like a little sister to me." I wondered if Annabeth would like that description. In the stall next to us, the music stopped completely. A man screamed in terror, car doors slammed, and the Lincoln peeled out of the car wash. "You'd better go see what that was," Luke said. "Listen, has the knife come in handy?" "Very..." I smiled. "The knife is really perfect." "And Percy, are you wearing the flying shoes? I'll feel better if I know they've done you some good." "Oh... uh, yeah!" Percy tried not to sound like a guilty liar. "Yeah, they've come in handy." "Really?" He grinned. "They fit and everything?" The water shut off. The mist started to evaporate. "Well, take care of yourself out there in Denver," Luke called, his voice getting fainter. "And tell Grover it'll be better this time! Nobody will get turned into a pine tree if he just—" But the mist was gone, and Luke's image faded to nothing. We were alone in a wet, empty car wash stall. Annabeth and Grover came around the corner, laughing, but stopped when they saw our face. Annabeth's smile faded. "What happened, Percy? What did Luke say?" "Not much," Percy lied. "Come on, let's find some dinner." A few minutes later, we were sitting at a booth in a gleaming chrome diner. All around us, families were eating burgers and drinking malts and sodas. Finally the waitress came over. She raised her eyebrow skeptically. "Well?" I said, "We, um, want to order dinner." "You kids have money to pay for it?" Grover's lower lip quivered. I was afraid he would start bleating, or worse, start eating the linoleum. Annabeth looked ready to pass out from hunger. I was trying to think up a sob story for the waitress when a rumble shook the whole building; a motorcycle the size of a baby elephant had pulled up to the curb. All conversation in the diner stopped. The motorcycle's headlight glared red. Its gas tank had flames painted on it, and a shotgun holster riveted to either side, complete with shotguns. The seat was leather—but leather that looked like... well, Caucasian human skin. The guy on the bike would've made pro wrestlers run for Mama. He was dressed in a red muscle shirt and black jeans and a black leather duster, with a hunting knife strapped to his thigh. He wore red wraparound shades, and he had the cruelest, most brutal face I'd ever seen— handsome, I guess, but wicked—with an oily black crew cut and cheeks that were scarred from many, many fights. The weird thing was, I felt like I'd seen his face somewhere before. As he walked into the diner, a hot, dry wind blew through the place. All the people rose, as if they were hypnotized, but the biker waved his hand dismissively and they all sat down again. Everybody went back to their conversations. The waitress blinked, as if somebody had just pressed the rewind button on her brain. She asked us again, "You kids have money to pay for it?" The biker said, "It's on me." He slid into our booth, which was way too small for him, and crowded Annabeth against the window. He looked up at the waitress, who was gaping at him, and said, "Are you still here?" He pointed at her, and she stiffened. She turned as if she'd been spun around, then marched back toward the kitchen. The biker looked at me. I couldn't see his eyes behind the red shades. Who did this guy think he was? He gave me a wicked grin. "So you're the unclaimed kid, huh? No wonder they're arguing over who your parent is." I squinted at him, "The hell does my parents have to do with this?" "Well, which ever stuck up your parent is, the big guys upstairs are angry for interfering with your life." He said and placed his dirty boots on the table. "Your parent raised you with your mortal idiots, that's why no one can smell you." I could tell Annabeth wanted to say something but she probably was processing what this guy said. "Don't call my parents idiot. And I only have two parents, it's M/N and D/N L/N." I glared. I was confused as to why an Olympian would raise me and it'd hide my scent. Shouldn't it make worse? "Sure thing." He then turned to Percy who was beside me. "And old seaweed's kid." "What's it to you?" Percy spat. Annabeth's eyes flashed him a warning. "Percy, this is—" The biker raised his hand. "S'okay," he said. "I don't mind a little attitude. Long as you remember who's the boss. You know who I am, little cousin?" Then it struck me why this guy looked familiar. He had the same vicious sneer as some of the kids at Camp Half-Blood, the ones from cabin five. "You're Clarisse's dad," Percy said. "Ares, god of war." Ares grinned and took off his shades. Where his eyes should've been, there was only fire, empty sockets glowing with miniature nuclear explosions. "That's right, punk. I heard you broke Clarisse's spear." "She was asking for it." "Probably. That's cool. I don't fight my kids' fights, you know? What I'm here for—I heard you were in town. I got a little proposition for you." The waitress came back with heaping trays of food—cheeseburgers, fries, onion rings, and chocolate shakes. Ares handed her a few gold drachmas. She looked nervously at the coins. "But, these aren't..." Ares pulled out his huge knife and started cleaning his fingernails. "Problem, sweetheart?" The waitress swallowed, then left with the gold. "You can't do that," I told Ares. "You can't just threaten people with a knife." Ares laughed. "Are you kidding? I love this country. Best place since Sparta. Don't you carry a weapon, punk? You should. Dangerous world out there. Which brings me to my proposition." He turned to Percy, "I need you to do me a favor." "What favor could I do for a god?" "Something a god doesn't have time to do himself. It's nothing much. I left my shield at an abandoned water park here in town. I was going on a little... date with my girlfriend. We were interrupted. I left my shield behind. I want you to fetch it for me." "Why don't you go back and get it yourself?" The fire in his eye sockets glowed a little hotter. "Why don't I turn you into a prairie dog and run you over with my Harley? Because I don't feel like it. A god is giving you an opportunity to prove yourself, Percy Jackson. Will you prove yourself a coward?" He leaned forward. "Or maybe you only fight when there's a river to dive into, so your daddy can protect you." I wanted to punch this guy, but I knew he was waiting for that. He'd love it if I attacked. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. But by the gods I want to smack him. Maybe some other time. "We're not interested," I said. "We've already got a quest." Ares's fiery eyes made me see things I didn't want to see—blood and smoke and corpses on the battlefield. "I know all about your quest, punk. When that item was first stolen, Zeus sent his best out looking for it: Apollo, Athena, Artemis, and me, naturally. If I couldn't sniff out a weapon that powerful..." He licked his lips, as if the very thought of the master bolt made him hungry. "Well... if I couldn't find it, you got no hope. Nevertheless, I'm trying to give you the benefit of the doubt. Your dad and I go way back. After all, I'm the one who told him my suspicions about old Corpse Breath." "You told him Hades stole the bolt?" "Sure. Framing somebody to start a war. Oldest trick in the book. I recognized it immediately. In a way, you got me to thank for your little quest." "Thanks," Percy grumbled. "Hey, I'm a generous guy. Just do my little job, and I'll help you on your way. I'll arrange a ride west for you and your friends." "We're doing fine on our own." "Yeah, right. No money. No wheels. No clue what you're up against. Help me out, and maybe I'll tell you something you need to know. Something about your mom and Y/N's parents." "Our parents?" He grinned. "That got your attention. The water park is a mile west on Delancy. You can't miss it. Look for the Tunnel of Love ride." "What interrupted your date?" I asked. "Something scare you off?" Ares bared his teeth, but I'd seen his threatening look before on Clarisse. There was something false about it, almost like he was nervous. "You're lucky you met me, punk, and not one of the other Olympians. They're not as forgiving of rudeness as I am. I'll meet you back here when you're done. Don't disappoint me." After that I must have fainted, or fallen into a trance, because when I opened my eyes again, Ares was gone. I might've thought the conversation had been a dream, but Annabeth and Grover's expressions told me otherwise. "Not good," Grover said. "Ares sought you out, Percy. This is not good." I stared out the window. The motorcycle had disappeared. Did Ares really know something about our parents, or was he just playing with me? Now that he was gone, all the anger had drained out of me. I realized Ares must love to mess with people's emotions. That was his power—cranking up the passions so badly, they clouded your ability to think. He does not lie. He knows about your parents. "It's probably some kind of trick, Y/N," Percy said. "Forget Ares. Let's just go." "We can't," Annabeth said. "Look, I hate Ares as much as anybody, but you don't ignore the gods unless you want serious bad fortune. He wasn't kidding about turning you into a rodent." "Why does he need us?" "Maybe it's a problem that requires brains," Annabeth said. "Ares has strength. That's all he has. Even strength has to bow to wisdom sometimes." "But this water park... he acted almost scared. What would make a war god run away like that?" Annabeth and Grover glanced nervously at each other. Annabeth said, "I'm afraid we'll have to find out." The sun was sinking behind the mountains by the time we found the water park. Judging from the sign, it once had been called WATERLAND, but now some of the letters were smashed out, so it read WAT R A D. The main gate was padlocked and topped with barbed wire. Inside, huge dry waterslides and tubes and pipes curled everywhere, leading to empty pools. Old tickets and advertisements fluttered around the asphalt. With night coming on, the place looked sad and creepy. "If Ares brings his girlfriend here for a date," I said, staring up at the barbed wire, "I'd hate to see what she looks like." "Y/N," Annabeth warned. "Be more respectful." "Why? I thought you hated Ares." "He's still a god. And his girlfriend is very temperamental." "You don't want to insult her looks," Grover added. "Who is she? Echidna?" "No, Aphrodite," Grover said, a little dreamily. "Goddess of love." "I thought she was married to somebody," Percy said. "Hephaestus." "What's your point?" he asked. I suddenly felt the need to change the subject. "So how do we get in?" "Maia!" Grover's shoes sprouted wings. He flew over the fence, did an unintended somersault in midair, then stumbled to a landing on the opposite side. He dusted off his jeans, as if he'd planned the whole thing. "You guys coming?" Annabeth, Percy and I had to climb the old-fashioned way, holding down the barbed wire for each other as we crawled over the top. The shadows grew long as we walked through the park, checking out the attractions. There was Ankle Biter Island, Head Over Wedgie, and Dude, Where's My Swimsuit? No monsters came to get us. Nothing made the slightest noise. We found a souvenir shop that had been left open. Merchandise still lined the shelves: snow globes, pencils, postcards, and racks of— "Clothes," Annabeth said. "Fresh clothes." "Oh my gods yes." "Yeah," Percy said. "But you can't just—" "Watch us." She snatched an entire row of stuff of the racks and offered me a hand which I graciously took, together we disappeared into the changing room. "I need a shower." I groaned, while I changed. "We all do." She pointed out. A few minutes later we came out in Waterland flower-print shorts, a big red Waterland T-shirt, and commemorative Waterland surf shoes. A Waterland backpack was slung over our shoulders, obviously stuffed with more goodies. "What the heck." Grover shrugged. Soon, all three of us were decked out like walking advertisements for the defunct theme park. We continued searching for the Tunnel of Love. I got the feeling that the whole park was holding its breath. "So Ares and Aphrodite," Percy said, to keep my mind off the growing dark, "they have a thing going?" "That's old gossip, Percy," Annabeth told us. "Three-thousand-year-old gossip." "What about Aphrodite's husband?" "Well, you know," she said. "Hephaestus. The blacksmith. He was crippled when he was a baby, thrown off Mount Olympus by Zeus. So he isn't exactly handsome. Clever with his hands, and all, but Aphrodite isn't into brains and talent, you know?" "She likes bikers." "Whatever." "Hephaestus knows?" "Oh sure," Annabeth said. "He caught them together once. I mean, literally caught them, in a golden net, and invited all the gods to come and laugh at them. Hephaestus is always trying to embarrass them. That's why they meet in out-of-the-way places, like..." She stopped, looking straight ahead. "Like that." In front of us was an empty pool that would've been awesome for skateboarding. It was at least fifty yards across and shaped like a bowl. Around the rim, a dozen bronze statues of Cupid stood guard with wings spread and bows ready to fire. On the opposite side from us, a tunnel opened up, probably where the water flowed into when the pool was full. The sign above it read, THRILL RIDE O' LOVE: THIS IS NOT YOUR PARENTS' TUNNEL OF LOVE! Grover crept toward the edge. "Guys, look." Marooned at the bottom of the pool was a pink-and-white two-seater boat with a canopy over the top and little hearts painted all over it. In the left seat, glinting in the fading light, was Ares's shield, a polished circle of bronze. "This is too easy," I said. "So we just walk down there and get it?" Annabeth ran her fingers along the base of the nearest Cupid statue. "There's a Greek letter carved here," she said. "Eta. I wonder..." "Grover," Percy said, "you smell any monsters?" He sniffed the wind. "Nothing." "Nothing—like, in-the-Arch-and-you-didn't-smell-Echidna nothing, or really nothing?" Grover looked hurt. "I told you, that was underground." "Hey Percy, that wasn't nice." I glared. "Okay, I'm sorry." Percy took a deep breath. "I'm going down there." Pulling out my knife, "There isn't any monsters." "I'll go with Percy." Grover didn't sound too enthusiastic, but I got the feeling he was trying to make up for what had happened in St. Louis. "No," Percy told him. "I want you to stay up top with the flying shoes. You're the Red Baron, a flying ace, remember? I'll be counting on you for backup, in case something goes wrong." Grover puffed up his chest a little. "Sure. But what could go wrong?" "I don't know. Just a feeling. Y/N, will go with me—" "Yeah, I can go with." "Didn't take you as a romantic Seaweed Brain." Annabeth smirked. "What?" Percy's face was burning now, too. It made me laugh at how adorable he was. He turned to me and blushed even more. "Fine," he told us. "I'll do it myself." "Percy, I didn't say i don't want to come with!" I giggled. He started down the side of the pool, I followed, I hear him muttering about how this wasn't how its supposed go. Then I realized how we would've been surrounded by water. "Arthur Curry, if I drown I will beg Hades to have you." He paused and turned to take my hand and we continued walking. We reached the boat. The shield was propped on one seat, and next to it was a lady's silk scarf. I tried to imagine Ares and Aphrodite here, a couple of gods meeting in a junked-out amusement-park ride. Why? Then I noticed something I hadn't seen from up top: mirrors all the way around the rim of the pool, facing this spot. We could see ourselves no matter which direction we looked. That must be it. While Ares and Aphrodite were smooching with each other they could look at their favorite people: themselves. Percy picked up the scarf. It shimmered pink, and the perfume was indescribable—rose, or mountain laurel. He smiled, a little dreamy, and was about to rub the scarf against his cheek I frowned ripped it out of his hand and stuffed it in me pocket. "No." "What?" "Just get the shield, Arthur Curry, and let's get out of here." The moment he touched the shield, I knew we were in trouble. My hand broke through something that had been connecting it to the dashboard. A cobweb, I thought, but then I looked at a strand of it on my palm and saw it was some kind of metal filament, so fine it was almost invisible. A trip wire. "Wait," I said. "Too late." "There's another Greek letter on the side of the boat, another Eta. This is a trap." Noise erupted all around us, of a million gears grinding, as if the whole pool were turning into one giant machine. Grover yelled, "Guys!" Up on the rim, the Cupid statues were drawing their bows into firing position. Before I could suggest taking cover, they shot, but not at us. They fired at each other, across the rim of the pool. Silky cables trailed from the arrows, arcing over the pool and anchoring where they landed to form a huge golden asterisk. Then smaller metallic threads started weaving together magically between the main strands, making a net. "We have to get out," Percy said. "Woah I didn't know!" I said. Percy grabbed the shield and holding my hand we ran, but going up the slope of the pool was not as easy as going down. "I'm going to drown again aren't I? "Come on!" Grover shouted. He was trying to hold open a section of the net for us, but wherever he touched it, the golden threads started to wrap around his hands. The Cupids' heads popped open. Out came video cameras. Spotlights rose up all around the pool, blinding us with illumination, and a loudspeaker voice boomed: "Live to Olympus in one minute ... Fifty-nine seconds, fifty-eight ..." "Hephaestus!" Annabeth screamed. "I'm so stupid.' Eta is H.' He made this trap to catch his wife with Ares. Now we're going to be broadcast live to Olympus and look like absolute fools!" We'd almost made it to the rim when the row of mirrors opened like hatches and thousands of tiny metallic... things poured out. It was an army of wind-up creepy-crawlies: bronze-gear bodies, spindly legs, little pincer mouths, all scuttling toward us in a wave of clacking, whirring metal. "Spiders!" I said. I kicked these pests. Percy pulled me up and dragged my back toward the boat. "I am not staying here! I am so going to drown again!" The things were coming out from all around the rim now, millions of them, flooding toward the center of the pool, completely surrounding us. I told myself they probably weren't programmed to kill, just corral us and bite us and make us look stupid. Then again, this was a trap meant for gods. And we weren't gods. Percy and I climbed into the boat. Percy started kicking away the spiders as they swarmed aboard. I was swatting away some that I could. "Thirty, twenty-nine," called the loudspeaker. The spiders started spitting out strands of metal thread, trying to tie us down. The strands were easy enough to break at first, but there were so many of them, and the spiders just kept coming. I kicked one away from Percy's leg and its pincers took a chunk out of my new surf shoe. Annabeth was frozen from where she stood trying to keep away from us as much as possible. Grover hovered above the pool in his flying sneakers, trying to pull the net loose, but it wouldn't budge. Think, I told myself. Think. The Tunnel of Love entrance was under the net. We could use it as an exit, except that it was blocked by a million robot spiders. "Fifteen, fourteen," the loudspeaker called. Then I saw them: huge water pipes behind the mirrors, where the spiders had come from. And up above the net, next to one of the Cupids, a glass-windowed booth that must be the controller's station. "Annabeth!" Percy yelled. "Get into that booth! Find the 'on' switch!" Snapping out of her trance she turned. "But—" "Do it!" Annabeth was in the controller's booth now, staring at the buttons. "Five, four—" Annabeth sighed and started pushing every button, then looked up at us hopelessly, raising her hands. She was letting us know that she'd pushed every button, but still nothing was happening. "Y/N, I won't let you drown, just hold on!" I didn't think twice on nodding. Percy closed his eyes. "Two, one, zero!" Water exploded out of the pipes. It roared into the pool, sweeping away the spiders. He pulled me into the seat next to us and fastened me seat belt just as the tidal wave slammed into our boat, over the top, whisking the spiders away and dousing us completely, but not capsizing us. The boat turned, lifted in the flood, and spun in circles around the whirlpool. He held my hand tight afraid I'll drown the moment he lets go. The water was full of short-circuiting spiders, some of them smashing against the pool's concrete wall with such force they burst. Spotlights glared down at us. The Cupid-cams were rolling, live to Olympus. Percy and I held tight, both of us screaming as the boat shot curls and hugged corners and took forty-five-degree plunges past pictures of Romeo and Juliet and a bunch of other Valentine's Day stuff. Then we were out of the tunnel, the night air whistling through our hair as the boat barreled straight toward the exit. If the ride had been in working order, we would've sailed off a ramp between the golden Gates of Love and splashed down safely in the exit pool. But there was a problem. The Gates of Love were chained. Two boats that had been washed out of the tunnel before us were now piled against the barricade—one submerged, the other cracked in half. Jump. We have to jump. "Unfasten your seat belt," I yelled to Percy. Who already had his belt unfastened. "Jumping?" "We're going to have to jump for it." My idea was simple and insane. As the boat struck, we would use its force like a springboard to jump the gate. I'd heard of people surviving car crashes that way, getting thrown thirty or forty feet away from an accident. With luck, we would land in the pool. Hopefully not drown. Percy nodded. He gripped my hand as the gates got closer. "On my mark," I said. On mine. Jump when 'I' say so Perseus Jackson. He looked at me reluctantly. "How?" "What?" You'll know when I say so. "Fine." He shouted. "Jump when I jump!" "How would I know?!" "You'll say it!" "What?!" "Just tell me when to jump!!" "Now!" I yelled. I was about to jump when Percy pulled me closer. "Not yet! You didn't say it yet." Jump Hero. Percy jumped. I followed him. Crack! He was right. If we'd jumped when I thought we should've, we would've crashed into the gates. He got us maximum lift. Our boat smashed into the pileup and we were thrown into the air, straight over the gates, the pool was getting closer. I was going to drown again. Something grabbed me from behind. I yelled, "Ouch!" Grover! In midair, he had grabbed Percy by the shirt, and me by the arm, and was trying to pull us out of a crash landing, but we had all the momentum. "You're too heavy!" Grover said. "We're going down!" We spiraled toward the ground, Grover doing his best to slow the fall. We smashed into a photo-board, Grover's head going straight into the hole where tourists would put their faces, pretending to be Noo-Noo the Friendly Whale. Percy and I tumbled to the ground, banged up but alive. Ares's shield was still on Percy's arm. "Are you okay?" Percy panted. "Yeah... I didn't drown." Once we caught our breath, Percy and I went over to help Annabeth who was getting Grover out of the photo-board and thanked him for saving our lives. I looked back at the Thrill Ride of Love. The water was subsiding. Our boat had been smashed to pieces against the gates. A hundred yards away, at the entrance pool, the Cupids were still filming. The statues had swiveled so that their cameras were trained straight on us, the spotlights in our faces. I walked closer, "You guys suck." I blew blasphemy at the camera. Percy pulled me away. "Show's over!" Percy yelled. "Thank you! Good night!" The Cupids turned back to their original positions. The lights shut off. The park went quiet and dark again, except for the gentle trickle of water into the Thrill Ride of Love's exit pool. I wondered if Olympus had gone to a commercial break, or if our ratings had been any good. I hated being teased. I hated being tricked. And I had plenty of experience handling bullies who liked to do that stuff to me. Percy hefted the shield on his arm and turned to us friends. "We need to have a little talk with Ares."

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America's Suitehearts

✦ Summary: Life on the run rarely lived up to the glamour that was portrayed.

✦ Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female Reader

✦ Warnings: Minor violence, basic medical procedures

✦ Word Count: 3.5k

The mission went south almost immediately after the doors to the abandoned warehouse were opened. Life on the run rarely afforded the luxuries of such insurance as having readily available back-up. And while one half of the team remained in the public eye - or under house arrest in two cases - you valiantly remained at his side. And that was the Achilles heel of the situation.

Louisiana summer rained down with a vengeance that a New York upbringing left you rather unprepared for. The open windows of the beater truck - with its broken air conditioning, of course - drove over the hazy black-top rivers of backcountry vastness. Kicking up dust and rocks as it sped through empty farmland. Natasha and Sam had dipped over to New Mexico for intel while you remained at his side.

And you certainly hadn't planned on anything happening in their absence - hoping to reclaim a moment of reprieve, if you will, between running and fighting and clawing to survive. But between the diner off the main road and the blatantly out-of-place men congregating in the corner booth, his mind had easily been made up.

Scarfing down the greasy breakfast behind a low baseball cap. Your legs propped up on his lap under the table. Swirling the straw through the ice water - droplets forming on the side of the glass and running down your finger as you glanced up at your companion behind hooded eyes. Sugar-sweet syrup coating the tongue that poked out to swipe your lips.

His demeanor gave nothing away, though he was clearly listening in on their conversation - super-hearing comes in handy more often than not. And with the group abruptly leaving, it only took a moment to throw some crumpled-up dollars down and head to the door.

Under the pretense of looking at travel brochures and carefully displayed pies under the fingerprint-smeared glass case, you were able to follow the car's path. With enough distance put in place, you hopped in the passenger seat and took off after them. The ride was silent outside of the steady thrum of the tires and occasional creak of the engine.

Words, conversations, long heartfelt declarations were rare and far in-between these days. There was no need, let alone time for them. If the split hadn't happened, maybe you would be on a date in the park. Hands looped around his waist as he drove through the streets of the city on his motorcycle. Lounging happily on the plush couch at the compound with the rest of the team.

But that wasn't your life anymore.

And he felt that guilt every day with it. Despite your reassurances those first few weeks, the wall had slowly slipped in place. Now, almost a year into this vagrant nomadic lifestyle, it was rare to see that golden-haired man you had first fallen for. Summer love and cherry-sweet as innocent touches and flirtations grew. Turned to magma, gunpowder, tantalizingly ice-cold bitter love.

His stoicism hides the grief well. The guilt that eats away at him each night, with a burn only you can soothe with feather-light fingers on his brow and lips. Occasionally his gaze will be drawn from the road to you and then you might see the spark in his eyes, but only for a flash of a moment. A hand might dare to squeeze your thigh, but not much else.

Darling, sweetheart, babydoll. Puppy dog love, teasing cautious going steady cupcake baby love. No more.

Before this, he would have demanded a larger team for the mission. But now, now he was reckless. Even where you were concerned, despite his best intentions. And with no shield to his name, it was even more disturbing to witness. The fearless charge of Icarus and Ares. Out for blood and flying too close to the sun, to a death, he seemed to welcome more often than naught.

The sure thing, across all lines of low-level criminals, is their repetitive nature. Barely ready guards at the entrance easily pushed aside. The next, startled shouting and untrained shooting. It doesn't take much to disarm them at this point, not with all the practice you've had lately. Even tiresome in some regards. How boring, only AR-15s? Surely, even these guys could manage something more interesting - something more challenging.

And of course, after wading through a group of guards, there's the split option. Left or right, up or down. Either way will lead to something of value - their boss or their goods. Sometimes illegal arms, sometimes drugs, and the worst of times people.

This is not one of those times, luckily. He takes the upper floor on a hunch of finding the man in charge. And you descend the rickety metal steps to the basement without so much as a spare glance each other's way. There'll be time for that later, in a motel off the beaten path, bandaging each other up, trading long kisses and reassuring caresses.

Under flickering caged lights, you find the cargo. Spilling over, barely contained or organized. Three pallets in total, probably worth a pretty penny to a crime lord higher up on the food chain.

An easy anonymous tip to local authorities will have it cleared up by the weekend as most cases went for you these days.

Barely subtle footsteps have you pivoting and ducking a badly thrown punch. The guard stumbles with the momentum of his swing, at least a hundred and fifty pounds of muscle on you. But you're quick on your feet in comparison, darting around him in such a way as to wear him down. Any punch you deliver will be worthless on his mass anyway.

He lunges forward, trying to sweep you up into his arms. You jump onto his forearm and wrap yourself around his back, arms going tight around his neck as you settle on his broad shoulders. The guard flails, trying to bring you down, but you just hold tight.

This leads to you being pounded into a wall. And somehow, he has enough air left to fumble for a broken off pipe, which he then tries to hit you with but to little avail.

Finally, he succumbs and slowly collapses forward onto the dirty concrete floor with a heavy thud. Standing with a stretch, you feel the bruises already forming and hope to god that that'll be the worst of it. Giving the unconscious man a kick in the head for good measure, you're ready to wrap this up and meet up with your partner when you hear it.

A distant little puff of air. Followed by creaking and groaning and then -

You run for the stairs as the illuminated hallway starts to cave in from the explosion. The walls crumble and break as the dust flies Your heart races with adrenaline as you slide towards the metal staircase, only for it to collapse in a heap of rusted iron. Who the hell has a self-destruct button anyway? It was almost comical. And maybe you'd laugh and scoff if the roof and upper floors weren't starting to fall down.

As sheets of metal and concrete cascade in an ungodly horror, bits of wires and metal and wood coming down on top of you, blinding your sight with clouds of debris. You scramble, coughing and hacking, trying to find your way as quickly as possible. If you can make it to the doorframe, a support beam. If you can just -

"Agh," you gasp, only to struggle to even cough.

You can't see anything and your chest aches, you can't breathe and you're struggling, you can't - oh, it hurts. It hurts so damn bad.

Asses, goddammit, remember your training.

Unable to see, feeling trapped under a heavy blanket of darkness, you reach out, only to immediately come in contact with something solid. You try to push, with your hands, with your chest, and even with your legs - but nothing happens besides a sharp shot of pain. Burning like molten metal as it sears through your arm. Traveling right through your veins, screaming ahead like a locomotive before colliding with your brain as fireworks and shrapnel explode behind your eyes.

You try to call out, but it feels like you have a mouthful of dirt. Spitting furiously, you finally manage to croak out, "St-eve."

Hoping, praying that he's okay, that he can hear you at all.

"Steve!" Your voice is hoarse, barely above a whisper.

Concrete crumbles and breaks off in the distance, something muffled and far away. A sense of being underwater, at the bottom of the ocean. Drowning, down down down. And then -

"Sweetheart?!"

Your senses flood with relief, head falling back to the ground as you attempt to scream back, "Steve!"

Sheetrock and slabs of concrete are pulled and thrown until a halo of sunlight breaks through the darkness. You shield your eyes from the onslaught as a sigh of relief catches your attention. Carefully squinting against the light, his face comes into view. Bloodied and bruised. Blue eyes shining with something desperate and wide with terror.

"Just a second, baby. Almost got you."

He grunts and heaves until he's down at your side. And from there, he pushes against the slab that has you pinned down. Groan turning to a feral scream as he shoves the broken-off piece of flooring from your aching body.

And then he's kneeling at your side, assessing the damage. Fingers tracing your face with absolute fear.

"Fuck, sweetheart," he crumbles with a drop of broad shoulders, head bowed in anger. But not at you - never at you.

"Hey, Cap," you manage with a weak smile. Your mouth stings with iron - thick and heavy as it coats your tongue.

He resigns himself with a nod, hands moving under your head and legs as he lifts you up - cradling you carefully against his chest.

You hack and wheeze as more debris flies, filling the air with clouds of dust. It stings your senses, blinds your vision even further.

Steve tucks your head in closer to his chest, "Come on, baby. Let's get you out of here."

The journey to the truck is a complete blur. But the wail of sirens in the distance spurs him on as he floors the gas. Your head jostles roughly against the window as the smoldering warehouse disappears in a plume of smoke in the mirror.

And then you notice the hand holding yours. Fingers entwined, resting on your leg. Gaze traveling up the dirty arm, past the open cuts, to the concerned face of your love. Eyes focused on the road, but every ounce of fear still gracing his features.

From there, things get even hazier. There's a voice in your ear. But it's distant and far too insistent. The dark seems welcoming and easier, tugging you down into the depths of unconsciousness. Into the void where even nightmares can't reach you.

"Hnnng."

You feel immediate agitation as you try to snuggle further into the pillow. Another tug on your arm has you groaning, but it's quickly followed by a sudden yelp as your eyes shoot open and you struggle to sit up.

"The fuck was - what are you doing?!"

Steve eyes you carefully before giving a gentle push on your shoulder, forcing you back down onto the bed.

"Stay still," he murmurs. Gathering the rag in his hand as he gently blots at the festering wound on your left arm. One you hadn't really had the chance to notice earlier.

You watch him, methodical in his movements. All of you were, unfortunately, rather used to home-nursing by now. Evac wasn't an option on your table anymore. The best you could do sometimes was a bottle of whiskey and a makeshift tourniquet until a real professional could be sought out. Not that you minded when it was you, of course. But being on the other end, watching the one you love being treated? It was a completely different battlefield.

"What happened?" Your voice comes out sluggish and rough.

Blue eyes briefly meet yours before dabbing the rag in Isopropyl alcohol and continuing on with the deep cut. Hands moving slowly, feather-light as you wince from the sting.

"Homemade bomb."

You grind your teeth before managing, "No shit?"

A sliver of a smirk appears. And then you spot the needle in his hand.

"Oh, come on. How bad is it - "

Sitting up to bring your arm into view - oh, yeah. It was that bad. Without another word, you lie back down.

He's efficient, you'll give him that. Suturing like a pro, tying it off in a small knot before dropping a kiss to the untouched skin right next to the stitches.

As he moves on to other, far smaller cuts and bruises, you're able to take in the room. Another motel, another day. Bright orange walls with grungy white popcorn ceilings. And you swear the picture by the bathroom was in a place you stayed at three weeks back as well.

"Where are we?"

He doesn't even look up from where he's examining your ankle, "Thirteen miles from the Texas border."

Giving a little nod, "You made good time."

Your foot is carefully lowered onto a stack of folded white towels, elevated enough where it isn't uncomfortable. And then he's moving up your body, hovering above you with hands positioned on either side of your head.

"Well," he starts. "I had precious cargo."

Fighting the urge to roll your eyes, "Still cheesy. I appreciate it in these trying times."

His eyes flicker with something reminiscent of easier times. "Thought you would."

Warm lips, chapped lips, scabbed over and still holding a hint of blood, meet together. Careful, veering on gentle. Desperation slowly slips in. Fear bubbling up from the mission rears its head as Steve takes the lead in deepening the kiss. Tongue darting out to pull the pain from you. Mingling and twirling with your own. Hands eager and ready to roam and claim. But as you go to reach up to his hair, a sharp inhale has you reeling.

The welcomed weight and warmth of his body is gone in an instant as he sits up, carefully holding your arm in the palm of his calloused hand.

He studies it for a moment, "Wasn't sure if it was - " a slight pull has you wincing with a wave of pain.

Sitting back, Steve rubs at the back of his head, " You, uh, wanna take a shower?"

Strong and demanding gives way to strangely innocent at the mention of you being unclothed. But you take it in stride. Beckoning him back with your good hand.

"Only if you help me, Captain."

In simpler days, it was fun. Something exciting and bold and downright erotic. Now, it's convenience and comfort. Slipping out of torn and bloodied clothes, easing pants down and toeing off boots. Watching each other undress down to the barest of forms. The shapes and grooves never change. The injuries do, spackling the skin in strange new patterns.

Steve, as always, looks worse for wear underneath his civvies. He'll heal by tomorrow, where you'll have a nice limp for a few more days. A sling for much longer.

He gets the water going. The old faucet groans and creaks as a dribble of water trickles out. The shower pressure isn't right, but it's hot and he's there helping you into the tiny white tub. Holding you steady by the waist as he takes the first burst of water.

You let your good hand wander up to ruffle his hair - so much longer than you had ever seen before. It grows dark under the pelt of the showerhead. Droplets cascade along the edges of his face, dripping down his beard, before landing on your nose.

He takes great pleasure in the feel of your hand on his scalp. Working a lather in with the complimentary soap, digging your fingers in to get the remaining dirt and debris from his golden mane.

His head dips back into the stream. Your fingers travel down, following the bulge of shoulder and bicep. The swell of forearm, the broad plain of chest. And then you're spun around and a wave of pleasure falls over you with the spray of water.

A bottle uncaps and then strong fingers are easing their way through your hair. Gently pulling and pushing and digging a lather in. Your head falls to his chest as he holds you against him. Soapy hands press in along your back, easing the aches of the mission from your body. Leaving a trail of kisses along your shoulders.

You linger as long as the water allows. And then Steve's helping you back out onto the cold white tile floor. Carefully drying your body down with the scratchy towels. He does a quick dry for himself before scooping you up and carrying you back into the main room. You feel lightheaded by the action.

Another version of yourself might have blushed. Another version of Steve would have found the entire thing downright scandalous to be walking around like that. Completely naked with his girl in his arms. My how the times had changed. As if this was the most daring thing you'd done together.

He pulls the sheets back on the bed before setting you down. The comforter, which had a few fresh bloodstains mixed in with the hideous floral green print, is quickly rolled down. With your back against the headboard, Steve props your right leg back up on a pillow. Fingers careful and light trace the smooth skin of your bare leg. Lips press down on your knee, calf, the top of your foot, trying to ease that pain in the way only a lover can.

Steve momentarily gets up in search of his duffle bag. A bit of rummaging produces the roll of bandages and medical tape. The entire experience of watching your partner wrap your ankle is something that just warms your very soul. It's so incredibly domestic and sweet. Domestic for you two, that is.

Your arm will have to wait. He'll, no doubt, be making a supply run after you fall asleep. Some quick meals, a sling, more condoms. Definitely more of those.

He finishes with a kiss to the fresh wrapping. Sliding down the bed, pulling the pillows with you to rest your head on, Steve moves in beside you - pulling the covers with him.

It's still early enough in the night for the setting sun to break through the white vertical blinds. You leave the TV off for the meantime. Mr. Serious will be keeping a more watchful eye as you recover and therefore will force himself to stay away from the news (in your presence, anyway).

The thrumming AC is welcome in the humid room. Between the lingering heat from the shower and the near-constant furnace temperature radiating from Steve. The sheets are crisp and cool, the twinges of pain fade as the comfort of having him right there, holding, caressing, bringing you down.

"'m sorry," he admits with a whisper against your neck, nose nuzzled in tight.

Your fingers glide slowly up and down the forearm draped across your stomach, "Hush. I'm not accepting apologies for things out of your control right now."

You can feel his eyes open, he's probably trying to stare you down, but you remain happily in the dark of your closed eyelids.

"Sweetheart," it's deep and throaty, a heavy husk of gruffness trying to break the spell.

There's a quick pinch to his arm and a following hiss of displeasure.

He's unrelenting in his unending self-guilt, so you force your eyes open and catch the worried sea of blue.

"I mean it, Steven. You're gonna give me a headache. So, can you just shut up and hold me?"

It's like an order. And he only takes them from one person now, so he obliges. Framing his body around you, but being mindful of your elevated foot and pained arm.

You can't stand to see him so stuck in his own neverending thoughts, the worry sits right on his brow for all to see. With your right hand, you drag a fingertip over his cheek. Along the curve of his lips, the rough hair of his beard. The damp mane of gold deserves the carding of your fingers. He relaxes into it, the tight stretch of lines ease on his face as you feel the thrum of his heart.

It's comforting as always. It sings, I'm here and I'm not leaving you. For now, it's something to focus on. Something to draw you down into the heavy drape of sleep. He'll be here when you wake, probably fully healed too. But he'll watch after you, care for you until it's time to move on. Another city, another mission.

But it's just the way your lives run now. And you wouldn't trade it for anything. So, with the warm musk of your golden hero love settling in, you allow yourself the luxury of falling asleep in his arms.

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Ohio/Penn DX Bulletin No. 1429

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Ohio/Penn DX Bulletin No. 1429

The Ohio/Penn DX PacketCluster

DX Bulletin No. 1429

BID: $OPDX.1429

September 2, 2019

Editor Tedd Mirgliotta, KB8NW

Provided by BARF80.ORG (Cleveland, Ohio)

Written/Send from Strongsville, Ohio

Thanks to the Northern Ohio Amateur Radio Society, Northern Ohio DX

Association, Ohio/Penn PacketCluster Network, the AB5K’s AR Cluster

Networks, NJ1Q & W1AW, NG3K & ADXO, W3UR & The Daily DX, WB6RSE, K8GI,

K8YSE, KT8D, W8GEX & 60m DX News, DL1SBF, DL7UXG & The DX News Letter,

DxCoffee.com, DD0VR, DXNews.com, DX-World.Net, F5NQL, F6AJA & Les Nou-

velles DX, GU4YOX, I1JQJ/IK1ADH & 425 DX News, OZ6OM & 50 MHz DX News,

RN3RQ, Sixitalia Weekly and VA3RJ & ICPO for the following DX information.

DXCC COUNTRY/ENTITY REPORT: According to the AR-Cluster Network for the

week of Sunday, 25th/August, through Sunday, 1st/September there were 207

countries active. Countries available: 3A, 3B8, 3B9, 3D2, 3W, 4J, 4L, 4O,

4S, 4X, 5A, 5B, 5H, 5R, 5T, 5W, 6W, 6Y, 7X, 8P, 8Q, 8R, 9A, 9G, 9H, 9J,

9K, 9L, 9M2, 9M6, 9N, 9Q, 9V, 9Y, A2, A3, A4, A6, A7, A9, AP, BV, BY, C3,

C6, C9, CE, CE0Z, CE9, CM, CN, CP, CT, CT3, CU, CX, CY9, D2, D4, DL, DU,

E5/s, E7, EA, EA6, EA8, EA9, EI, EK, EP, ER, ES, ET, EU, EX, EY, EZ, F,

FG, FK, FM, FO, FR, FY, G, GD, GI, GJ, GM, GU, GW, H4, HA, HB, HB0, HC,

HH, HI, HK, HL, HP, HS, HZ, I, IS, J2, J6, J7, JA, JT, JW, JX, JY, K, KG4,

KH0, KH2, KH6, KH8, KL, KP2, KP4, LA, LU, LX, LY, LZ, OA, OD, OE, OH, OH0,

OJ0, OK, OM, ON, OX, OY, OZ, P2, P4, PA, PJ2, PJ4, PY, PZ, S0, S5, S7, S9,

SM, SP, ST, SU, SV, SV5, SV9, T7, TA, TF, TG, TI, TK, TR, TT, UA, UA2,

UA9, UK, UN, UR, V3, V4, V5, V7, V8, VE, VK, VP2E, VP2M, VP8, VP9, VR, VU,

XE, XU, XZ, YB, YJ, YK, YL, YN, YO, YS, YU, YV, Z2, Z3, Z6, ZA, ZB, ZD7,

ZD8, ZF, ZL, ZP, ZS

* PLEASE NOTE: The report “could” contain “Pirate/SLIM” operations or

more likely a “BUSTED CALLSIGN”. As always, you never know – “Work

First Worry Later”.

4U1UN UNITED NATIONS NEWS. On August 24th, the following was posted on

the United Nations Amateur Radio Club’s (4U1UN) FaceBook page: “We are

receiving a lot of messages regarding the lack of 4U1UN (United Nation

Amateur Radio Club) activity on the bands. We will try to clear some

things about the current Club’s activities.” Read the complete post at:

https://www.facebook.com/United-Nations-Amateur-Radio-Club-4U1UN-169357566427247/timeline

8Q7, MALDIVES. Roly, ZL1BQD, will be active as 8Q7XR from Maldives (AS-013)

between November 10th and December 30th. Activity will be on 80-10 meters

using CW, SSB and FT8. QSL via his home callsign. ADDED NOTE: Beware that

this is a re-issued callsign. Mark, M0DXR, used this callsign in 2008.

9M16, WEST MALAYSIA (Special Event). Members of the Kelab Radio Amateur

Jalan Klang Lama, the 9MDXC and MARTS will be activating the special

event callsign 9M16KING from Kuala Lumpur between now and September 30th.

Activity is to celebrate the 16th Yang di-Pertuan Agong (16th constitu-

tional monarch and head of state of Malaysia). Activity will be on 80-10

meters using CW, SSB and various Digital modes. QSL via the operators’

instructions.

9U, BURUNDI (Reminder). Francesco, IV3TMM, will once again be active as

9U3TMM from Bujumbura (WW Loc. KI46QP) between now and September 17th.

Activity will be on 60-6 meters using SSB, RTTY and FT8. QSL via IV3TMM,

by the A.R.I. Italian Bureau, ClubLog or LoTW.

A2, BOTSWANA (Update). The A21EME Team have updated their info on their

activity from Botswana (KG25wk) between October 20-29th. Operators now

mentioned are Dan/HB9CRQ, Chris/PA2CHR, Lins/PA3CMC, Andrew/ZS6AVH, John/

ZS6JON, Paul/ZS6NK and Bernie/ZS4TX. Activity will be on the following

dates and bands:

October 20-25th — 6m, 2m, and 70cm EME. Modes JT65 and CW.

October 20-29th — 23, 13, 9, 6 and 3cm. Modes JT65 and CW.

Also mentioned is activity on the QO100 satellite. For more details,

see QRZ.com.

QSL for 6m, 2m, 70cm and QO100 Sat. QSOs via PA3CMC, direct or by the

Bureau. NO IRCs.

QSL for 23cm and up QSOs via HB9Q.

CQ NEWS (Eddie DeYoung, AE7AA, Named CQ Magazine Awards Editor). A press

release, dated August 29th, from Richard Moseson (W2VU), Editor of CQ

Amateur Radio, reports the following: Eddie De Young, AE7AA, of Clearwater,

Florida, has been named Awards Editor of CQ Amateur Radio magazine, Editor

Rich Moseson, W2VU, announced today. His first Awards column appears in

the September 2019 issue. De Young succeeds Ted Melinosky, K1BV, who was

both Awards Editor and USA-Counties Award Custodian for more than 20 years.

CQ previously announced the appointment of Brian Bird, NX0X, as the new

USA-CA custodian.

De Young has been licensed since 1954 and has, over the years, held more

than two dozen call signs from 11 different countries. He spent 38 years

in the Pacific, Asia and Antarctica, including many in Australia. While

there, he served as Awards Manager for the Wireless Institute of Australia,

where he helped modernize the program and developed software to improve

award processing. He has also been on nearly a dozen DXpeditions.

Since returning to the United States, Eddie has worked summers for the

National Park Service as a park ranger at Hawaii Volcanoes National Park

and at Glacier National Park in Montana. On the ham bands, he is active

via remote stations and with limited operation from his new apartment,

with 100 watts and a homemade fractal square loop on his balcony. Eddie

enjoys operating primarily CW and digital modes.

De Young says he plans to offer hints in his column on earning CQ awards

of all kinds, inform newbies how to get started on their award hunting

quests and share how much fun and educational award-chasing can be. Eddie

also says he plans to include occasional competitions, award nostalgia

and ideas from readers.

CQ Editor Rich Moseson said, “Eddie brings a world of experience from

all over the world to this position. As an avid award chaser as well as

someone who has ‘been the DX,’ he understands both sides of the award-

hunting equation and is uniquely qualified to help CQ’s readers achieve

the greatest possible success in their own award-hunting efforts. Plus,

as former awards manager for a national association, he understands the

administrative side of award programs as well. I look forward to working

with Eddie.”

D4, CAPE VERDE. David, CT1EKU, is once again active as D44CH from Sal

Island (AF-086) until September 5th. Activity will be on various HF

bands using SSB and the Digital modes (FT8). QSL via LoTW, ClubLog and

eQSL.

DXCC’S MOST WANTED (ClubLog). The “DXCC Most Wanted” entities list has

been updated on ClubLog as of August 30th. The list contains 340 entities.

The following are the top 10 entities:

1. P5 DPRK (North Korea) 6. BV9P Pratas Island

2. 3Y/B Bouvet Island 7. KH7K Kure Island

3. FT5/W Crozet Island 8. KH3 Johnston Island

4. BS7H Scarborough Reef 9. FT5/X Kerguelen Island

5. CE0X San Felix Islands 10. 3Y/P Peter 1 Island

No changes this month. The complete “DXCC Most Wanted” entities list

is available at: https://secure.clublog.org/mostwanted.php

E6, NIUE. Andrew, OZ5E, will be active as E6AN from Lakepa, Niue Island

(OC-040) between September 7-10th. On QRZ.com it states, “This is a

“research” activation to prepare for a DCA-expedition (Danish Contest

Academy) later in the sunspot cycle, so there will not be that much

activity and it will be a holiday operation.” This operation is actually

being called an “Antenna Experimental Tourist Style expedition.” It also

states on QRZ.com to not shout too loud at him as “Andrew is not up to

speed as an operator (yet).” Activity will be on 40/20/15 meters, maybe

160/80/17m and 10m if it is open. Modes will be mainly FT8 and SSB – maybe

some CW. QSL via OZ5E direct or LoTW. For more details, see:

http://www.oz5e.dk

EA6, BALEARIC ISLANDS. Alessandro, IU2IBU, will be active as EA6/IU2IBU

from Punta Prime, Minorca Island, between September 7-13th. Activity

will be holiday style on 80-10 meters using SSB with 100 watts into an

End-Fed Half Wave antenna. QSL via his home callsign, by the Bureau,

direct or LoTW.

EX, KYRGYZSTAN (Reminder/Update). Operators Leszek/SP6CIK, Jarek/SP6OJK,

Janusz/SP9FIH, Roman/SP9FOW, Jerzy/SP9TCE and Jozef/SP9HVW will be active

as EX0QP (not EX6QP) from the south shore of Issyk-kul Lake between Sep-

tember 2-15th. Activity will be on 160-10 meters, especially the 30/17/12m

bands, using an Inverted L, phased verticals, and Spiderbeams. Operating

modes will be CW, SSB, RTTY and FT8 (F/H mode). Suggested frequencies are:

CW – 1832, 3532, 7032, 10122, 14032, 18082, 21032, 24912 and 28032 kHz

SSB – 3605, 7100, 14195, 18140, 21195, 24940 and 28420 kHz

RTTY – 1845, 3569, 7045, 10145, 14095, 18095, 21095, 24920 and 28095 kHz

FT8 – 1845*, 3569, 7045, 10145, 14095, 18095, 21095, 24920 and 28095 kHz

* listening for JA on 1908

QSL via SP6OJK or ClubLog’s OQRS.

GJ, JERSEY. Bob, GU4YOX, will be active in this year’s CQWW DX CW Contest

(November 23-24th) as GJ4YOX. Boat and lodging are booked, and Bob is

looking forward to his first CQWW CW operation from GJ-land. Bob will be

a Single-Op/Single-Band (20m)/High-Power/Unassisted entry in the contest.

QSLs will be available by Bureau, direct and LoTW. Bob will arrive on Wed-

nesday evening (November 20th) and return to Guernsey on Monday (November

25th), so there could be some pre/post contest QSOs.

IOTA NEWS…………..

AS-159. By the time you read this, operators Bulent/TA0TA, Nazim/TA2MN,

Adem/TA6CQ and Taskin/TA6N will be active as TC0Z from the

Kefken Island Lighthouse until September 4th. Activity will

be on 160-10 meters using SSB and the Digital modes (FT8 was

mentioned). All logs will be uploaded to LoTW, ClubLog and

QRZ.com after the DXpedition.

AS-206. (Reminder) Operators Take/JI3DST and Masa/JR8YLY will be active

as JI3DST/0 and JR8YLY/0 from Sado Island between September

6-11th. Activity will be on 80-6 meters using CW, SSB, RTTY

and FT8. QSL via their home callsigns.

EU-034. Ari, OH3KAV, is now active as ES0KA from Saaremaa Island

(WW Loc. KO08) until September 5th. Activity will be on 80-10

meters using mainly using FT8 and CW, and possibly also on 60m.

QSL via OH3KAV, by the Bureau or direct. All QSOs will be

uploaded to LoTW and ClubLog.

EU-058. Thierry, F6CUK, will be active as F6CUK/p from Sainte-Marguerite

Island (DIFM ME-020 FFF-1450 DFCF 06-063) between October 5-6th.

Activity will be on 40/20 meters using CW and SSB. QSL via his

home callsign, direct, by the Bureau, LoTW or ClubLog’s OQRS.

OC-237. Look for 7I1TI to be active from Tunda Island, Java Costal

Islands, Indonesia, between September 6-8th. Activity will

be on HF bands. QSL via HA3JB. NO OTHER DETAILS WERE PROVIDED.

PLEASE NOTE: Since the Webmasters of the new <www.iota-world.org> have

decided NOT to post or dedicate a Web page to announce upcoming IOTA

operations, PLEASE send your IOTA operations information to the OPDX,

and we will post it here in an upcoming bulletin……

JT, MONGOLIA. Operators Sergey/UA0SE, Leonid/UA0SU, Serge/UA0SC, Mark/

UA0SRQ and Anton/RA0SMS will be active as JT7A from the Khövsgöl Nuur

National Park, Mongolia, between September 5-9th. Activity will be on

various HF bands using CW, SSB, FT8 and FT4. QSL via RA0SMS or ClubLog’s

OQRS.

KH6, HAWAII. Ben, DL8UI, will be active as KH6/DL8UI from O’ahu Island

(OC-019) between September 13-15th. Activity will include the Worked All

Europe DX SSB Contest (WAE), September 14-15th. QSL via his home callsign,

direct or by the DARX Bureau.

NCDXF NEWS. Now available online is the 2019 Summer Northern California

DX Foundation (NCDXF) Newsletter (11 pages) for download at:

http://www.ncdxf.org/pages/newsletter.html

Interesting DXpeditions to read about are:

* Kanton Island – T31EU QRV from a scrap heap by Ronald Stuy, PA3EWP

* Shif Island (AS-189) – EP6RRC by Vasily V. Pinchuk, R7AL

OPDX MAILING LIST (Just A Reminder). The “new” OPDX Mailing List is back up

and running! Details on how to subscribe/unsubscribe are at the bottom of

this bulletin. PLEASE pass the word around…. Thanks and 73 de Tedd KB8NW

OY, FAROE ISLANDS. Operators Ray/DL1ZBO, Peter/DL5FF and Volkmar/DL2VU

will be active as OY/DL1ZBO, OY/DL5FF and OY/DL2VU, respectively, between

September 2-12th. Activity will be on CW, SSB and the Digital modes. They

will also be in the Russian WW RTTY Contest (September 7th). QSL via their

home callsigns.

P2, PAPUA NEW GUINEA. Puiu, YO5BIM, is currently and once again active as

P29VIM from Port Moresby, until September 22nd. Activity will be on 160-6

meters (including 60m) using mainly CW, JT9 and FT8, with an Icom IC-706

MK2G. QSL via his home callsign.

PACIFIC TOUR HAS STARTED. Heli, DD0VR, (along with XYL Bigi, DE3BWR) who

was active as C6A/DD0VR from the Bahamas during January and February this

year, informed OPDX on Saturday morning that they were in Singapore, and

they should be starting their Pacific Tour that night by the time you

read this. Their tentative schedule is as follows:

Fiji — Signing as 3D2VR between September 2-9th

Samoa — Signing as 5W0VR between September 9-16th

Tonga — Signing as A35JY between September 16-21st

Activity will be on various HF bands (80-6m). QSL via his home callsign,

direct or by the Bureau. LAST MINUTE UPDATE: Message from Heli late Saturday

indicated they had problems with customs (radio equipment) in Nadi because

they were closed on Sunday. They hope to get the equipment on Monday and

start building antennas.

PROPAGATION FORECAST/REPORT (September 2-8th)…….

Sep/02nd HN Sep/05th AN Sep/07th AN

Sep/03rd AN Sep/06th AN Sep/08th AN

Sep/04th AN

SOLAR REFERENCE KEYS/INDEXES AND GEOMAGNETIC REFERENCE

——————————————————

NORMALITY GEOMAG K Values Alpha

—————– —— ——– ——

AN – Above Normal Quiet K=0-1 0-7

HN – High Normal Unsettled K=2 8-15

LN – Low Normal Active K=3 16-29

BN – Below Normal Minor Storm K=4 30-49

DIS – Disturbed Major Storm K=5 50-99

VRY DIS – Very Disturbed Severe Storm K=6-9 100-400

Meanwhile, check out the following Web sites for propagation:

* VOACAP predication Web page at: http://www.voacap.com/hf

and http://www.voacap.com/prediction.html

* DX.QSL.NET Propagation page: https://dx.qsl.net/propagation

* A daily HF radio wave propagation forecast can be found at:

https://www.facebook.com/thomasfranklingiellaw4hm

* SolarHam Web page: http://www.solarham.net

* Radio Propagation/Space Weather/Sunspot Cycle Information at:

http://sunspotwatch.com

* Monthly propagation charts between four USA regions and twelve

overseas locations are at: http://arrl.org/propagation

* Information and tutorials on propagation are at: http://k9la.us

* Graphic propagation tool by DR2W: http://www.dr2w.de/dx-propagation

* Point to point propagation at: http://www.predtest.uk/p2p.html

* Realtime propagation at: http://www.predtest.uk

* Also on Twitter: https://twitter.com/@GiellaW4hm

QSL INFO AND NEWS……………….

QSL-INFO from DB0SDX by Lothar, DL1SBF (www.qslinfo.eu)(September 1st)

————————————————————————-

3Z0R via SP9SX HB0/DJ1AA/M via DJ1AA SI3A via SM3LIV & (L)

4U500M via UA3DX HF80WIELUN via SP7KED SP4WOJTEK via SQ4AVD

5B4ALX via IZ4AMS & (L) IF9/IT9PPG via IT9PPG SP60DXC via SP7DQR

5H3DX via NK8O (d) IQ3GO via IV3AZV SP75WA via SP5WA

DL70AFUG via DM4EAX & (L) IQ9DE via IW9CTJ (d) SV5/DJ5MN via DJ5MN

EI0NMMI via EI6AL LX75V via LX1JH TM10SRY via F5KCC

EO28U via UR8US LZ304AE via LZ1KCP TM5MFL via F6KJX

ET3AA via N2OO & (L) MM2N via MM0GPZ & (L) YQ8T via YO8KGA

G1A via M0NKR & (L) OE3XMA via OE1DIA YR2019SIMPO via YO3KAA

GB100HAL via G0KUC OZ/DK1DU via DK1DU (d) YU73BFG via YU8A

HA01FF via (HA-B) S92HP via CT1ENW & (L) ZW5ARCCO via PY6TV (d)

(e) eQSL only (d) direct only (B) Bureau only (*-B) DX’s- Bureau

(O) OQRS only (C) ClubLog only (L) LoTW only (N) No QSL needed

(I) No IRC (P) PayPal (NB) No Bureau

LOGS ONLINE AT CLUBLOG.ORG THIS WEEK……

https://secure.clublog.org/logsearch/5K0K

https://secure.clublog.org/logsearch/9U3TMM

https://secure.clublog.org/logsearch/MS0INT

QSLS RECEIVED VIA LoTW: 8R1K, 9G2HO, A45XR, C6AGU, CX6VM , E6AC, FO/AI5P,

GB19RB, KH8C, MU0FAL, PJ9X, S92HP, TO5M and VE4GV

QSLS RECEIVED VIA MAIL: 1A0C, FH/UA4WHX, HK1NA (SA-082), JG7PSJ/7

(AS-206) and V31DL

QSLS RECEIVED VIA THE BUREAU: 7S2W, OH8X, and TM0CLNS

— We would like to see more QSL Bureaus (such as AS/US/SA/AF.. etc)

to send in their info….

SPECIAL EVENT (Highway to a DX Party!). The Citrus Belt Amateur Radio

Club of San Bernardino <w6jbt.org>, California, is once again hosting

(probably one of the most fun special event activities) the 20th annual

“Route 66 On The Air” special event between September 7-15th. The purpose

of this event is to offer amateur radio operators a fun way to “Relive

the Ride” of their own memories of Route 66, and to celebrate the highway’s

93rd anniversary. The U.S. Highway 66 established in 1926, was the first

major improved highway to link the west coast with the nation’s heartland.

Through stories, songs, and TV shows, the highway came to symbolize the

spirit of the freedom of the open road, inspiring many to see America.

Look for the following 20 stations (two are rovers) operating in or around

the major cities along the old “Route 66” from Santa Monica, California,

to Chicago, Illinois:

Stations City Clubs/Individuals

——– ——————– ————————-

W6A Santa Monica, CA Westside Amateur Radio Club

W6B Los Angeles, CA Westside Amateur Radio Club

W6C San Bernardino, CA Citrus Belt Amateur Radio Club

W6D Victorville, CA Victor Valley Amateur Radio Club

W6E Barstow, CA Barstow Amateur Radio Club

W6F Kingman, AZ K2 Amateur Radio Society

W6G Flagstaff, AZ Northern Arizona DX Association

W6H Albuquerque, NM Albuquerque DX Association

W6I Amarillo, TX Panhandle Amateur Radio Club

W6K Oklahoma City, OK W6K Oklahoma City

W6L Tulsa, OK Tulsa Amateur Radio Club

W6M Riverton, KS

W6N Joplin, MO Joplin Amateur Radio Club

W6O Lebanon, MO Lebanon Amateur Radio Club

W6P St. Louis, MO St. Louis Amateur Radio Club

W6Q Chicago, IL Six Meter Club of Chicago

W6R Springfield, MO Southwest Missouri Amateur RC

W6U Wilmington, IL Wilmington Area Amateur Radio Club

ROVER STATIONS

—————-

W6S ROVER 1 Northern Arizona DX Association

W6T ROVER 2 Northern Arizona DX Association

Special event stations are expected to be found in the vicinity of the

following frequencies. (Look for digital modes in the standard band segments

for such mode) All frequencies +/- QRM:

CW – 3533, 7033, 10110, 14033, 18080, 21033, 24900, 28033 and 50033 kHz

SSB – 3866, 7266, 14266, 18164, 21366, 24966, 28466 and 50166 kHz

Digi – 3573, 7074, 10136, 14074, 18100, 21074, 24915 and 28074 kHz

R66 MOBILE Operations – Any amateurs operating while actually driving

along Route 66 during the special event period are encouraged to

take part in “Route 66 On The Air”, by using the designation

“mobile 66” for SSB or “/m66” for CW after their callsigns. All

other amateur radio operators are welcome to contact these mobile

operators. NOTE: ONLY W6S AND W6T ARE ONLY THE OFFICIAL EVENT

ROVER/MOBILE STATIONS AND WILL BE ENDORSED ON THE EVENT CERTIFICATE.

REPEATERS – Some of the participating clubs will also be operating this

event from their local VHF/UHF repeaters. Check the ARRL repeater

guide for possible repeater frequencies, if you’re in the local

area.

Each participating club will issue their own QSL card commemorating

this event. QSL information is available on the Web at:

http://w6jbt.org/?page_id=27

For more details about the event and the certificate that is available,

please visit the “Route 66 OTA Site” at: http://w6jbt.org

http://w6jbt.org/?page_id=23

T8, PALAU (Reminder). Nobuaki, JA0JHQ, will once again be active as T88PB

from the VIP-Guest Hotel in Koror City, Palau, between September 6-9th.

Activity will be on 160-6 meters using CW and 6m FT8. His equipment is

an IC-7300 w/TL933 amp (about 500w) into a 3 element Yagi and DP antennas.

QSL via LoTW (preferred) or direct to his home callsign. For more details

and updates, see his Web page at: http://pandasan.jimdo.com

TK, CORSICA. Arnoud, PE2USA, will be active as TK/PE2USA from two different

locations in Corsica during the month of September. Between September 2-9th,

he will be in WW. Loc. JN42ON (close to Ravin de Stipidi), and between

September 9-14th, he will be in WW. Loc. JN41KR (north of Punta Vaccaja).

No other details were provided. QSL will be confirm via eQSL.

TT8, CHAD. Jean Louis, ZS6AAG, is now active as TT8JLH from N’Djamena.

He is there working for the Médecins Sans Frontières [MSF](Doctors With-

out Borders), and the length of his stay is unknown. Activity has been

on 20 meters SSB. QSL via his home callsign and eQSL.

V2, ANTIGUA (Reminder). Bud, AA3B, will once again be active as V26K from

Antigua (NA-100) between September 8-20th. Activity will be sporadic

because he is doing maintenance on the station but will be primarily CW

on various HF bands. QSL via LoTW or via AA3B, direct or by the Bureau.

An OQRS will be available via ClubLog.

V3, BELIZE. Vernon, NN5E, will be active as V31CC between October 5-12th.

Activity will probably be on 80-10 meters using CW, SSB, RTTY and FT8.

QSL via his home callsign, direct, by the Bureau or LoTW.

V4, ST. KITTS AND NEVIS. Felipe, NP4Z, will once again be active as V43Z

from Saint Kitts Island (NA-104) during the CQ WW DX SSB Contest (October

26-27th) as a Single-Op/All-Band entry. QSL via N4AO.

ZK3A TOKELAU ISLANDS DXPEDITION NEWS (Update). The following was reported

on August 29th, on the ZK3A Web page (https://tokelau2019.com) and Twitter

(https://twitter.com/ZK3A_2019) [edited]: The ZK3A team will be on all 3

of the Islands in Tokelau (Fakaofo, Nukunonu & Atafu).

* The Amateur Radio Club in Tokelau will have callsigns for each of these

islands, ZK3RF, ZK3RN & ZK3RA.

* Each club stations utilize electricity from the islands solar panels.

* The ZK3A team will be donating to all 3 islands the following.

TS-590S, Dipole for 40m & 20m, A3S and a 800w Linear Amplifier.

* In addition the team has shipped 3 x 6 KVA generators to be used

during our activation. At the end of our time on the island, we

will be donating these generators to each of the Tokelau Islands.

* Total donation from our team is around $ 8,000 USD.

ADDED NOTES: The ZK3A Tokelau Island DXpedition is conducting a survey

on what bands and modes are needed for this operation. Give them your

input at: https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/ZK3A

Also, it has been reported: A free of charge certificate issued in

electronic format will be available for working ZK3A on 3 different

bands regardless of mode, or on 3 different modes regardless of band

send your application to: uz1rr at ukr.net

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OPDX Web page (provided by John, K8YSE) [http://www.papays.com/opdx.html],

QRZ.com (under Forums; News; Special Events, Contests.. etc.), several

DX Mailing Lists, and two different UseNet Groups (rec.radio.info and

rec.radio.amateur.dx). The weekly bulletin (issue # from the OPDX Web

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NODXA FaceBook — https://www.facebook.com/NorthernOhioDxAssociation

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ALSO VISIT THE NORTHERN OHIO DX ASSOCIATION’S WEB PAGES AT:

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(GFL) Valentine's Chocolate gift to Reader from AR, DEFY, 404, Griffin, and Sangvis

With today being Valentine's, I am obligated to make a post. Instead of just choosing a few raifus, I will include: EVERYONE. No one gets left behind during Valentines on my watch!

Anti-Rain Team

(From Left to Right: M4 SOPMOD II, ST AR-15, M4A1, RO635, M16A1)

M4A1

(M4A1) "Here. A token of my gratefulness, please accept it. The others will misunderstood this? ...Well that's good for you."

M4 really doesn't care what the other T-Dolls think. As long as (Y/N) was happy, she was happy.

After stoically gifting them the chocolate, her expression softens, seeing the smile on their face.

What she wasn't ready for was some chocolate being gifted back to her. She is flustered for only a moment before giving a gentle smile back.

(M4A1) "How about we share the chocolate together, (Y/N)?"

M4 SOPMOD II

(M4 SOPMOD II) "(Y/N), will you stop by today? There are plenty of sweets!"

SOPMOD is extremely excited about getting to taste all the chocolate with zero of the drawbacks.

But she also makes sure to share some with (Y/N), something that immediately catches everyone's attention.

Normally if anyone tried to get a hand on her chocolate, she'd go ballistic.

(M4 SOPMOD II) "Mmm! This tastes good! Here, open your mouth, I'll give you some!"

ST AR-15

(ST AR-15) "Have the other girls given you chocolate, (Y/N)? I... I'll do my best too! I won't admit defeat, whether in love or on the battlefield."

Regardless if the chocolate was strictly platonic, it gets STAR fired up.

She makes sure that her chocolate tastes the best out of everyone, dragging (Y/N) along to ensure no one else can try to upstage her!

STAR would prove her love, right then and there!

Of course, she's too fired up to realize that she had used "love" in her wording.

(ST AR-15) "Now let's see, where are the ingredients around here...?"

M16A1

(M16A1) "Honestly I'm not too interested, but please take one."

M16 is uncharacteristically bashful, fidgeting with her fingers as (Y/N) takes the chocolate.

She sighs in relief when they're distracted eating the chocolate, and even moreso when they smile.

She wipes her nonexistent sweat from her head and gives a toothy grin.

(M16A1) "Oh thank god!...N-Nothing, don't worry about it!"

RO635

(RO635) "(Y/N)!...Ummm...what I wanted to say was...here! You understand right?! These are my feelings!"

RO is on the verge of breaking down from her anxiety alone.

Upon hearing (Y/N) thanking her and taking a happy bite of her chocolate, she exhales deeply and blushes.

When they sit down next to her, offering some of the chocolate back, she can't help but scoot in a little closer. After all, it was just them in the room.

(RO635) "T-Thank you for accepting the chocolate...and, me..."

Task Force DEFY

(From Left to Right: AN-94, AK-12, Angelia, AK-15, RPK-16)

AK-12

(AK-12) "That damn AN-94 forcing me to receive this chocolate. Ah, (Y/N). Are you hungry? I got sweets."

12 doesn't particularly care about Valentine's, but eh. It was convenient that (Y/N) was nearby.

Sitting down with them, they both share their chocolate as she grumbled that AN-94 had made way too much for her.

But a little part of her was still thankful, for both the gift, and being able to give it to (Y/N).

(AK-12) "Hm, I bet you must be happy about getting chocolate from me.~"

AN-94

(AN-94) "I prepared chocolate for everyone. This one is for you, (Y/N), and this one is for...I'll send it to her later."

94 had made some chocolate for her squad already, but for (Y/N), it was just as special for them as it was for AK-12.

She watches with a blank expression as they take a bite, smiling in approval.

Finally, a warm smile grows across her lips as she nods in satisfaction.

(AN-94) "Is it to your liking?...I am glad."

AK-15

(AK-15) "(Y/N), here's the chocolate that I made, please accept it. It was made with strict adherence to the recipe, despite the annotations that were made. Why is that, you ask? I heard there was a rule for that, apparently."

15 doesn't really get why this even became a tradition.

But if it made the ones she cared for happy, maybe it wasn't a complete waste of time.

She simply nods once she knows that her chocolate was satisfactory.

(AK-15) "Thank you for your help as always, (Y/N)."

RPK-16

(RPK-16) "Eh? A chocolate? Ah, that's no good! I totally forgot about it…just kidding! (Y/N), as thanks for all of your support, please take this from me! By the way, that was a most interesting reaction you made there."

16 smiles as she hands the chocolate over to (Y/N), enjoying their reaction to the taste even more.

It was always interesting to see what a human's reaction was to candy, especially from someone they apparently liked.

And judging by their reaction, she could assume they were quite fond of her.

(RPK-16) "Now, I wonder how you'll be when you have to give the chcoolate to me, (Y/N)?"

Angelia

(Angelia) "Thanks for the gift, but I haven't got the time to prepare you something in return. How about a piece of information that's of equal value? For example, I've been trying to arrange Helian's mixers these last few days and it's been driving me… What? You're not interested?"

Angelia pops a piece of chocolate into her mouth as she shrugs.

Their loss.

She can't help the slight blush that appears on her cheeks when she sees just how happy (Y/N) was.

(Angelia) "...Remind me to get you some chocolate tonight too, (Y/N)."

Squad 404

(From Left to Right: G11, HK416, UMP45, UMP9)

UMP45

(UMP45) "(Y/N), I made this chocolate for you. Of course, I also prepared enough for everyone else…It's not bad, right?"

UMP45 has a smug grin, watching (Y/N)'s reaction. But it quickly melts into a more genuine smile as her shoulders relax.

She tries not to make a big deal out of it, and moves to give the chocolate to her squadmates.

But she kept an eye on (Y/N), making sure to note their preferences in her head.

(UMP45) "Hm...Guess I should've made theirs heart-shaped after all."

UMP9

(UMP9) "(Y/N), you received so much chocolate today, isn't it too much?…That's why, a little more won't hurt right? hehe♪"

UMP9 happily puts her chocolate into their arms, giggling.

She hopes that her chocolate will be the one they remember the most tonight.

She watches earnestly as they take a bite, getting even more giddy at their positive reaction.

(UMP9) "It's good, right?!"

G11

(G11) "(Y/N), It's the holiday. I need rest…are you treating me dinner? That would be good really nice~"

G11 yawns but accompanies (Y/N) for free food.

Well...that and the fact it was (Y/N).

Hopefully the fact she was even tagging along would tell them all they needed to know.

(G11) "Mmm...Oh, right...Happy Valentine's.."

HK416

(HK416) "My chocolate was made with perfectly calculated ingredients. Ehh? It tastes weird? You jest."

At first she wonders what went wrong before realizing that (Y/N) lips had formed into a smirk.

They were teasing her.

She can't help but pout, crossing her arms, but with one eye open to watch them take a bite out of her chocolate.

(HK416) "Hmph. Fine, be that way you, you little shit."

Griffin

(From Left to Right: Springfield, G36, Helianthus, Kalina, SPAS-12, WA2000)

Helianthus

(Helianthus) "Chocolate? For me? Humph, this is just some childish game for young people…Wait, I didn't say I wouldn't accept it!"

Helian panics when (Y/N) is taking away the chocolate, but its only after she grabs it that she realized she was acting too desperately.

Thankfully, (Y/N) didn't notice, or they chose not to say anything.

Both options made her pride hurt a little less.

(Helianthus) "A-Ahem! Thank you, (Y/N)...If you wouldn't mind, would you like to share some with me?"

Kalina

(Kalina) "Here, chocolate~! Uh, you want me to be more ceremonious about it? That depends on how much you invest in my White Day chocolate, heheh!"

After rubbing her hands together greedily like a fly, she watches (Y/N) pop one of the chocolates into their mouth.

And good, they liked it! And if they wanted her to be a little more lovey dovey, they'd have to work for it!

Kalina was not a cheap gal, and she sure as hell wasn't going to act like one.

(Kalina) "Alrighty, now share some with me!...What, it's valentine's for me as much as it is for you!"

Springfield

(Springfield) "This is my handmade chocolate, please taste some."

Springfield has a gentle expression that beams even brighter watching S/O chow down.

She was worried that it was a little too sweet, but clearly there was nothing to fear.

She wipes a little bit of chocolate off their cheek, giving a warm smile.

(Springfield) "If you want some more, please let me know. I'm always happy to bake for you."

WA2000

(WA2000) "I just happen to have some extra chocolate! I won't forgive you if you turn it down!"

WA blushes madly as she hands the chocolate to them.

When they aren't looking, she sighs in relief and turns around to hide her smile.

(Y/N) offers one of the chocolates to her, which she avoids eye contact, but somehow turns an even brighter shade of red.

(WA2000) "I've already had a lot today but...I guess I don't mind having some more."

SPAS-12

(SPAS-12) "I, um, ended up eating half of the chocolates I was going to give to you, ahahah…Hmm? You don't mind? Oh, I'm glad!"

SPAS gladly gifted them the half empty box of chocolate. She honestly felt bad that she had eaten some, but she couldn't help it!

It's not her fault they tasted so good!

Her robotic heart skips a beat when (Y/N) offered her one more piece, despite she had eaten more than her fair share.

(SPAS-12) gasp "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!"

G36

(G36) "(Y/N)? Even if it's valentine's day, please restrain yourself from gorging too heavily on chocolate. You will get cavities."

After determining the amount they had received would not be dangerous for their teeth, G36 allowed them to have her chocolate.

Truthfully, she was thankful that they seemed to like it. With Springfield's help, it was a chocolate truly to die for.

Her scowl eases up a little as (Y/N) came into vision, giving a smile.

(G36) "How does it taste? I hope it's to your liking."

Sangvis

(From Left to Right:Scarecrow, Hunter, Architect, Gager)

Scarecrow

(Scarecrow) "I do not have chocolate to give. I do not know how to make any, I'm a T-Doll, not a baker."

Instead, being gifted chocolate, she stares at the heart-shaped box, unblinking.

Finally relenting, she opened the box and slowly detaches her face mask.

She takes out one piece of chocolate, splits it in half, then offers it to (Y/N).

(Scarecrow) "Here. We wil eat together."

Architect

(Architect) "Finally, I can have all the chocolate I want, and NO ONE can judge me! Here, take some too!"

Architect happily shares her chocolate stash with (Y/N), gorging herself without a care in the world.

She makes sure that (Y/N) can get a few pieces, but if they even THINK about reaching for their half, they're dead!

She hums playfully as she savors the taste of each one.

(Architect) "Pretty good, huh?! Oooh, I hope Halloween there's even MORE candy we can get together!"

Gager

(Gager) "I didn't want to be shown up by those Griffin Dolls, so here. Chocolate made by me."

Gager leans in expectantly, watching for (Y/N)'s reaction to her chocolate.

Upon seeing their smile, she leans back and nods confidently.

At least this time, she could show up the other T-Dolls without it causing some tension...Unless someone was aiming for (Y/N) too. That she could not allow.

(Gager) "If you ever want more, you know who the right person to call is."

Hunter

(Hunter) "I would say I have procured these chocolates from a worthy prey...but I just bought them."

She wishes she could've hunted this instead, but it'll do.

Hunter has her arms crossed casually as (Y/N) takes a few of her chocolates.

She hums in approval, taking one of the chocolates for herself.

(Hunter) "I think I could give you something more exotic than chocolate next year...Unless you have some time right now?"

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 2 months

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Alright, since Christmas is basically in pissing distance, we need the power of the indomitable Christmas Spirit.

aka ar team & task force defy snuggling close to their S/O by the fire

(GFL) AR Team and Task Force Defy cuddling with their S/O

AR Team: M4A1, ST AR-15, M4 SOPMOD II, M16A1, RO635

DEFY: AK-12, AN-94, AK-15, RPK-16, Angelia

WELP meant to write this way sooner during christmas when this ask was actually sent but, better late than never?

M4 relaxes, staring into the fireplace with S/O next to her.

She wishes that time could just stop, and thinks about what life could be like, assuming they both leave this war alive.

But, she shouldn't think like that, at least not for right now.

M4 holds S/O's arms closer to her, smiling and closing her eyes.

(M4A1) "...Thank you for having me, S/O..."

STAR slightly shifts in her seat as she sits under the blanket with S/O.

She doesn't really know what to do in this kind of situation, especially with their arm around her.

It made her feel safe, anxious, loved, all sorts of emotions she didn't know she had.

But, she certainly wasn't going to complain about it.

(ST AR-15) "Are you comfortable? I can move a little if you need me to."

SOPMOD is almost bouncing with energy, crushing S/O in a tight hug.

She's so excited to open her presents in the morning, and she's waiting to see if Santa will come down the chimney.

...Wait, if the fireplace was still going, wouldn't they catch on fire?

Eh, who cares? It made her feel nice, so she wasn't gonna move.

(SOPMOD) "S/O, feed me the cookies, I dont't wanna get up!"

M16 was ready to get absolutely shitfaced, but she surprisingly decides against it, and holds off on the eggnog.

Instead, she decides that she could at least do something a little romantic and sit with S/O.

Her head being gently rubbed by S/O's hand was making her a little sleepy. The fireplace was doing a good job at setting the mood too.

She stops their hand by simply holding it and smiling up at them.

(M16A1) "In the morning, we'll make a toast to a new year, so you don't have to worry about me doing anything crazy...For tonight anyway. We're celebrating with chicken and Jack Daniels tomorrow!"

RO is completely melting in her S/O's arms, feeling the warmth of their affection moreso than the fire.

She was glad no one else was able to see this, being able to fully relax without anyone to tease.

RO makes sure S/O is comfortable as well, wrapping her jacket around them.

And when she feels a kiss on her forehead, she giggles but averts her eyes.

(RO635) "A-Ah!...No, I didn't mind, it just surprised me is all...Can you do that again...Please?

12's smile seems to grow bigger as she just relaxes with S/O, feeling them lean into her.

This was a nice change of pace from most Christmas's she had, those were either spent in operations or trying to fend off AN-94.

Plus, she got to see the reaction of S/O under the mistletoe earlier, and that was something worth remembering.

She lets one eye slightly open to commit the sight of S/O under the blanket with her to memory.

(AK-12) "I always do enjoy the sight of red on the white snow...I'm talking about the Christmas decorations, by the way."

94 has a small smile form as she holds onto S/O's arm, adjusting the blanket to be over her.

She didn't really need it, but it made S/O comfortable so she was happy to oblige.

94 gives S/O her full attention as they explained many human customs of Christmas, and getting to spend it with loved ones.

And the realization finally dawned on her.

(AN-94) "You consider me a loved one by having me spend Christmas with you...This...makes me very happy."

15 was content to go into sleep mode near the fireplace. It would not set the room they were in ablaze, given that there were state of the art fire detection and supression systems.

But she wasn't entirely sure why S/O insisted on putting the blanket over her as well. It's not like her systems would get damaged.

Nevertheless, 15 went along with S/O's wishes.

It made them happy, and in turn, it makes 15 satisfied.

(AK-15) "If I can ask, why do humans wait for someone that doesn't exist during Christmas? It makes no sense."

16 has a big smile on her face, the biggest of all DEFY as she relaxes into the couch.

That in combination with S/O's blanket made her quite relaxed.

With S/O on her shoulder, there was one thing really to do.

Prod them for reactions.

(RPK-16) "Do you think if Santa was real, he'd get shot down by this base's Anti-Air? It'd make all the human children of the world quite sad, wouldn't it?"

Angelia was still working, with a laptop on her legs while S/O snuggled up next to her.

They held onto her prosthetic arm, making her slowly roll her eyes. She knew better than to question why they were holding onto that arm.

"It was still Ange", would be their answer.

She had to slightly adjust them off so she could continue typing, smiling when she saw them pout.

(Angelia) "If you like this arm so damn much, then I should just rip it off and give it to you. And quit hogging the blanket, I can get cold too, you know."

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 5 months

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Remember S/O sacrificing themselves for Task Force Defy?

Yeah that but for AR team, which is arguably worse since they only have one life

(GFL) AR Team's S/O sacrificing themselves

M4's eyes shut as S/O's life signs go flat on her display.

Yet another person she cared for has died for her.

And like the ones who did, they only had the one life. Just like her and the rest of AR.

M4 remains still until M16A1 takes her into a tight hug, but only for a brief moment.

They still had to leave the AO.

(M16A1) "...M4-"

(M4A1) "Please...Don't say anything right now."

SOPMOD is about to say something before RO635 and ST AR-15 stop her, shaking their head.

The ride back home was quiet, with M4 silently staring at the Black Hawk's floor.

ST AR-15 is the one to give the debriefing while M4 leaves for the dorm, alone.

T-Dolls can't cry, not physically as far as M4 was aware.

But the emotions swelling through her systems were probably the closest she could, staring at the photos of herself and S/O, all smiling with the rest of AR.

They gave their life so the rest of the team could continue living.

(M4A1) "I...Suppose I can't blame you, S/O...Not when all of us are willing to do the same."

Their passing hurts her far more than she thought it could, but she makes sure to never forget it.

It was her fault that they got themselves killed, and she swears to herself that not one person would sacrifice themselves for her again.

That failure would continue to haunt her for as long as she was activated.

STAR grits her teeth as she punches a hole into the nearest wall.

(ST AR-15) "...GOD, DAMN IT!"

S/O's signature went quiet as soon as the explosion rocked the building.

They had finished their mission in destroying an experimental Sangvis Unit.

But S/O wouldn't be joining them on the ride back to base.

If only she had been fast enough to come help...!

(SOPMOD) "STAR-"

(ST AR-15) "Shut up. Don't say a word, SOPMOD."

STAR stomps away from the rest of the team before trying to regain what shattered composure she had left.

She doesn't give herself a moment to think, training even harder the moment she returns to base.

She was weak, that is why S/O died, because of her.

M4A1 tries to talk her down but STAR ignores her as she's moving equipment back to the dorm.

(M4A1) "STAR, please slow down."

(ST AR-15) "I'm fine."

STAR spat out, but as she turned to keep walking, she fell over. She slammed her fist into the ground, denting the concrete floor as her eyes shut.

(ST AR-15) "I'm fine. I'm still here, and S/O isn't!"

M4 takes her into a hug and STAR doesn't resist, just putting her head into her shoulders.

SOPMOD goes completely silent when S/O's vitals do the same.

Her weapon almost drops out of her hand, but SOPMOD quickly catches it and just quietly leaves for the LZ.

SOPMOD's usual smile is completely absent for the next week, with her barely uttering a word for the duration.

(RO635) "SOPMOD?"

RO enters S/O's quarters with the lights turned off, but she knows SOPMOD was on the bed, alone.

SOPMOD held her knees to her chest, silently staring at the wall, she didn't even move when RO sat next to her.

(SOPMOD) "I know S/O wouldn't want to see me like this but..."

She buried her head in her arms, her voice trembling as she did so.

(SOPMOD) "...What do I do without them?"

RO gives SOPMOD the tightest hug she can, which SOPMOD reciprocates.

From then on, SOPMOD permanently has S/O's dog tags with her every operation, eventually recovering.

Though, nothing is as fun anymore for her.

With S/O gone, how could it?

M16A1 silently exhales through her nose as she couldn't detect S/O's vitals anymore.

She wants to scream into the sky, fill the nearest enemy full of holes in rage, but knows that won't bring S/O back.

Nothing will.

And she knows better than to cry about what she can't fix.

Upon arriving at the bar, M16A1 grabs a bottle of Jack Daniel's and begins chugging it, slamming it down onto the counter, near breaking the bottle.

Though, drinking was becoming less and less fun by the day.

Doubly so now that she was missing one lover and drinking partner.

Though she asks for a second cup and silently sits it next to her, her lips forming a wry smile.

(M16A1) "...I'll make sure to drink yours, S/O."

She raises her bottle to the air, with no one to put their drink to hers.

M16A1 moves on, but the hole S/O leaves in her metaphorical heart would stay there as long as she could remember.

Much like her scar and eyepatch, she makes sure to have S/O's picture with her no matter what.

RO hand rests on her chest as she reads the team's vitals.

S/O just died to save her and the rest of the team.

Something she would be grateful, and resent S/O for eternally.

Because now, RO could never speak to them again and lecture them for doing something so reckless.

RO is the one to debrief the Commander, trying her absolute best to keep her emotions in check.

(RO635) "...S/O died in the line of duty, Commander. They were the reason we came home at all...Please make sure their family is informed of that. S/O was a hero."

RO continues on, trying to convince herself of that to make their passing hurt less.

But it doesn't.

RO avoids anything that reminds her of S/O for the first few weeks, but breaks down when no one is looking as she finally enters the dorm alone.

(RO635) "S/O...I'm so sorry..."

#girls' frontline imagines #girls' frontline x reader #girls' frontline headcanons #m4a1 x reader #st ar 15 x reader #m4 sopmod ii x reader #m16a1 x reader #ro635 x reader #m4a1 gfl #st ar 15 gfl #m4 sopmod ii gfl #m16a1 gfl #ro635 gfl

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 5 months

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Hey, love your work and I hope you are having a great day. If it isn't too much to ask, could you do a imagine where team Defy and AR team travels to an alternate timeline where S/O is a Big Boss like status (owns his own army)? Would be cool to see their reactions compared to normal version(s).

(GFL) AR and DEFY meeting their S/O in an alternate timeline

AR: M4A1, ST AR-15, M4 SOPMOD II, M16A1, RO635 DEFY: AK-12, AN-94, AK-15, RPK-16, Angelia

You activated my sleeper agent response by mentioning Metal Gear, and I love Metal Gear. I hope you're happy now, because this post is 10x longer than what you probably imagined it to be.

M4 fell in love with one of the human officers of Griffin.

They were casual, quite teasing, but most of all, optimistic.

Despite World War 3 passing, their job as a mercenary, and their war with Sangvis, S/O had faith in her, the rest of Griffin, and humanity.

They believed that one day, humanity would be able to live without fear of eradicating itself.

M4 still had no idea how she ended up in another timeline, frankly she thought it was impossible, yet instead of an arctic base, she found herself in the middle of the ocean on top of a metallic catwalk.

Soldiers wearing uniforms she didn't recognize surrounded her, all pointing their weapons.

M4 reached for her own and pointed it back, quickly trying to scan who her attackers were.

Only to realize that she recognized some of the faces, they were other human personnel under Griffin.

They must have recognized her too, judging by their shocked faces, and the way they looked at her.

(S/O's Voice) "...M4?"

From the crowd of soldiers, S/O waded their way towards the front, making M4 lower her weapon.

S/O wore some kind of battle fatigues, a patchwork of newer equipment and an old red Griffin Uniform. An black patch covered their right eye, and they looked far more tired than she had ever seen them before.

(M4A1) "...S/O? What's going on, why are you wearing that?"

(S/O) "Is...Is that really you?"

Before M4 could say anything else, S/O wrapped her in the tightest hug she had ever received from them.

The soldiers quickly backed off and saluted, giving the two alone time once they confirmed there was no threat.

Taking them to a private room, S/O slumped down in the chair and closed their eyes while M4 examined the room in curiousity.

There was not much in the bedroom, only their bed, a shelf full of pictures, and weapons.

Half the pictures she recognized were S/O with M4, AR Team, the Commander, and many other people.

The other half seemed to be brand new, all sporting the uniforms she saw outside.

(S/O) "...You're not my M4, are you?"

(M4A1) "And you're not my S/O."

The two of them looked at each other silently, but S/O still relented, sighing in what she assumed to be a mixture of defeat yet acceptance.

(M4A1) "Then if I may ask, what happened? Judging from your tone, I'm not around anymore."

====

S/O remained silent as they tapped their finger idly against their leg. Their eye seemed to be swirling with emotions, nothing to say of their facial expression as it scrunched up in debate.

They sighed, motioning to the chair across from them. M4 slowly walked over and sat herself, her full attention given to S/O.

(S/O) "It was nine years ago. Griffin's main base came under attack, AR Team and all of the other T-Dolls were the first line of defense."

They turned to face M4, their uncovered eye staring at her with a mixture of sorrow and affection.

(M4A1) "Was it Sangvis?"

S/O nodded and turned away again, closing their eyes as their head faced the ceiling now.

(S/O) "They put everything into their assault, and the end result was that we tore each other to shreds...You, the rest of the Anti-Rain, everyone else...There weren't exactly a lot of us left...You died protecting me."

M4 chose to say nothing, her metaphorical heart aching for S/O. They had always been so full of life and energy, and seeing them with barely anything in their eye left was a pain she didn't know she could feel.

(S/O) "The only survivors were myself, a couple of the guys you saw outside, a handful of T-Dolls, Kalina, and the Commander. It was in the aftermath I learned what we had been fighting for was a lie. Why we fought Sangvis, why we fought at all..."

Their hand clenched, slamming it on the table.

(S/O) "All the friends we lost that day. Every life lost. For fucking nothing. And the higher ups knew the entire time. The Commander wanted us to stick together, I wanted to make the rest of Griffin and Sangvis pay."

(M4A1) "You're at war with Griffin?"

(S/O) "We still are."

(M4A1) "B-But, how could you...?! After everything we-"

(S/O) "I lost my faith in Griffin a long time ago, M4. It died the same day you did."

They got up from their seat and reached for M4's face, gently caressing it. M4 let their hand stay a moment before slowly lifting it off, making S/O walk toward the door.

(S/O) "M16 was the one who convinced me to choose my own path, actually. She's still around, though she's part of Sangvis."

(M4A1) "M16...?"

(S/O) "I want a world where soldiers like us can live without being used as tools. That is why I want Sangvis and Griffin dead."

They turned to her one last time and closed their eye, facing the door after a moment had passed.

(S/O) "I don't know how you got here, but go home, M4. This isn't your war."

====

M4 wanted so desperately to try and comfort the S/O of this time, but knew she could do nothing.

Their cold monotone voice replaced the warm and joyous tone she had grown so accustomed to.

Nothing she could say or do could convince them otherwise. M4 still believed in Griffin, no matter what.

Realizing that, she had no choice.

M4 would have to fight S/O.

M4 immediately engaged S/O in combat, though she was completely blindsided by how deadly they were in close quarters.

Even though she was a mechanical being, S/O was able to match her blow for blow, when the S/O she had known had received only basic training.

And it was then she realized that some of their combat skills were in fact her own.

M4 saw the way S/O reloaded their weapons, threw her against the ground and even dove for cover. It was a mixture of the training she gave them, and more than likely their own experience after nine years.

They were more than a match for her, which horrified M4 to no end.

S/O was never in a combat role in her world, she could not imagine what they had gone through here.

And the absolutely loyalty S/O commanded in their troops as they engaged her was nothing short of awe-inspiring.

They had such absolute confidence in them, even when they were getting injured or worse, they fought on in S/O's presence.

It was almost cult-like in the way they refused to yield no matter how dire.

But before she could make any meaningful progress against S/O, she was forcibly yanked back into her world.

Something she was thankful for. M4 wasn't entirely sure just how much longer she could stomach that timeline.

====

(S/O) "M4! There you are, you've been gone all day!"

M4 eyes fluttered open, reaching for her head and seeing the light come into the room.

S/O was in their Griffin uniform, both of their eyes looking at her with a modicum of concern.

(S/O) "Wow, you're looking pale. Heh, I didn't know you could!...Oh, that's probably not good."

M4 blinked a few times to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Checking her weapon, it was definitely used, which meant what she had seen actually happened.

(S/O) "M4?"

M4 said nothing and instead hugged S/O with an iron grip.

(M4A1) "I-I'm sorry...Could I bother you to stay like this for a while, S/O?"

(S/O) "Sure, but...what happened?"

(M4A1) "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

(S/O) "Try me."

(M4A1) "Well, I just met you from another timeline. And you almost killed me."

(S/O) "...Okay you were probably right, I don't believe that for a second. I can't even beat SOPMOD Jr. in an arm wrestle!"

M4 chuckled and continued holding them, not wanting to think about the horrific 'what if' scenario she had witnessed.

She doesn't bring it up again afterwards, but makes sure to keep an eye on what missions she was assigned afterwards, especially concerning S/O.

STAR is both amazed and in utter confusion that alternate timelines actually exist.

Let alone something so similar to her own world.

But when she sees S/O not looking too dissimilar from M16, her thoughts screech to a complete halt.

(ST AR-15) "What the hell happened to you, S/O...?!"

Seeing their eyepatch, their new robotic arm, and their own PMC was almost enough to fry the logic circuits in her head.

But what broke STAR was how tired and scarred S/O looked, the spark in their eyes had vanished a long time ago it seemed.

STAR wanted nothing more to comfort them, but upon learning what S/O's goals now were, she could not in good conscious get near them.

She tried to justify in her head in order to fight, they only looked like the person she loved.

And she was right to do so, since S/O and their men had adopted the same mindset.

It threw her off with how well S/O had combatted her, in fact they had surpassed her in some aspects which almost got her killed.

Before anything too dire could happened, she was brought back to her own S/O, needing to remind herself that this S/O was hers.

(S/O) "STAR, you're being a little more clingy than usual. Something happen?"

(ST AR-15) "Be quiet for a second, okay...H-Hang on a second, I am not that clingy!"

STAR doesn't dare bring up once what she saw, attributing it all to some weird fever dream, despite the fact it was impossible for her to do so.

(SOPMOD) "...Neat, this place looks new!"

When SOPMOD first sees S/O, she honestly thinks it's just some new outfit they decided to wear, nevermind the fact she had literally been teleported.

Her cheerful energy dissipates once she sees that this S/O was not at all entertained by her usual tone.

It was enough to make SOPMOD go on guard from the moment she arrived.

Surprisingly, she is quickly able to grasp that this S/O had gone off the deep end and was ready to fight.

Her ferocity in combat is matched by S/O's skill, but only barely.

It surprised SOPMOD that they were even able to withstand being on the opposite end of her barrel, given how they were able to dodge a majority of her attacks.

When SOPMOD is brought back to her timeline, she just rushes up to S/O.

(SOPMOD) "Oh my god, that was SO WEIRD! You had an eyepatch and you kind of reminded me of a pirate!"

(S/O) "...But that doesn't tell me where you've been all day, though."

(SOPMOD) "I was probably asleep, I must have been to think of that kinda thing!"

(S/O) "Hah, well I guess you have an active imagination!"

SOPMOD decides its for the best that it was some strange dream she had.

She especially keeps out of mind the fact S/O's robotic limb was in fact her own replaced arm, and how sad they looked.

No matter what happened, SOPMOD would never let S/O look like that!

(M16A1) "...I think I've had too much Jack Daniels tonight."

M16 is convinced what she's seeing is some hyper-realistic drinking induced coma.

Or whatever the T-Doll equivalent of it was.

Because it sure as hell wasn't natural.

When she meets S/O, M16 is about to crack a joke about them stealing her eyepatch, stopping when she sees how depressed and tired they were in comparison to their normal selves.

M16 doesn't fight back at all, listening to what S/O had told her about Griffin and Sangvis.

She wasn't surprised at all, since she knew far more than what she was supposed to as well.

Especially in regards to Griffin's secrets.

M16 never engaged in combat with S/O, instead watching them train their men.

She would normally make all sorts of jokes and tease S/O, but given the circumstances they were in, she didn't have the heart to do so.

It was impressive, but tragic S/O had to become as skilled of a fighter as they currently were.

Getting back was a jarring shift for M16, though she was not even in the alternate timeline for long.

(S/O) "Hey, you alright? You look a bit out of it."

(M16) "Eh? I-I'm fine, thanks."

M16 doesn't bring it up, but from then on, she seems to be lost in thought more often when she sits by herself.

(M16A1) "...Griffin's secrets, huh...?"

RO own train of thoughts could not function as she witnessed a brand new environment materializing around her, despite the fact she was just in an office room not a second ago.

Seeing S/O, RO's first instinct is to help them and check for injuries based on their appearance.

She halts herself once she realizes this S/O was far different than the one she had grown to love.

Looking at their eyes alone was enough to tell her that the person she fell in love with died, and what stood before her was just a husk.

RO does not even hesitate in fighting S/O, though she is quickly overpowered in terms of skill by S/O, to the point it startled her.

What the hell happened in those nine years for a human to match a T-Doll in combat capability?!

As she's thrusted back into her own world, the first thing she saw was S/O looking back at her with a smile and both eyes in tact.

(RO635) "S/O! I swear, nothing will hurt you!"

(S/O) "WOAH! Heh, t-thank you, RO. I didn't realize you'd get like this after being gone for a couple hours."

(RO635) "Hours?...I-I see. I must have fallen asleep then."

(S/O) "...RO?"

(RO635) "Nevermind me, S/O. I have to make sure that AR Team hasn't burned itself down while I've been gone. You're coming with."

RO drags S/O by the hand to see the rest of her squadmates. Half because she was genuinely worried about what shenanigans they had gotten up to, but the other half was to calm herself down.

What had happened couldn't have been real.

...Right?

(AK-12) "...Something must be wrong with my scanners."

12 refused to believe what she was seeing was real.

But it couldn't have been someone hacking her systems. She would have noticed immediately.

When she opened her eyes and saw S/O with an eyepatch and robotic limb, she was immediately convinced someone was playing a prank or trying to confuse her.

Seeing how dead inside S/O looked was enough to convince 12 that whatever this was, it wasn't going to work, and immediately reached for her weapons, smile vanishing completely.

12 commends this look alike that they were able to at least match her in combat, but she still had the upper hand.

But she was going to tear this S/O look alike limb from limb for impersonating such a loving person.

When she realizes she's no longer in that timeline, she's doubly convinced that someone had messed with her systems, or that she had not run proper diagnostics.

Especially when S/O came to greet her with a loving hug.

(S/O) "12!...Oh wow, that's a pretty serious expression. Something going on?"

(AK-12) "Hm?...Ah, it's nothing, S/O. I think I just need some maintenance."

12 stared at her with open eyes, just to make sure the one she was seeing was the proper S/O.

(AK-12) "...A smile suits you better, S/O."

(AN-94) "...I do not comprehend what I am seeing."

94 cannot compute what just happened. One moment she was in DEFY's dorms, and the next she was in the middle of the ocean.

She immediately assumes something is trying to hack into her systems the entire time, and has her weapon raised.

Though when S/O arrives, she hesitates for the slightest moment before going back on guard.

S/O should not look as blank as her own face, which steeled herself even harder.

In combat, 94 and this fake S/O seemed to be nearly a perfect match, but her being a T-Doll gave her the upper hand.

When she blinked, she was suddenly in S/O's bedroom, reaching for a gun that wasn't there.

(S/O) "Woah! 94, what's going on? Why are you like that?"

(AN-94) "...I request to see an engineer. I believe something is wrong with my digi-mind."

(S/O) "...O-Okay?"

94 has an iron grip on S/O's hand the entire time, not budging nor really giving a reason why.

Whatever she saw left her horribly confused. Especially that vision of S/O, it pained her to see them without that usual smile on their face.

She didn't realize how much she would miss it when it wasn't there.

(AK-15) "It'll take more than an optical illusion to make me falter."

15 immediately assumed that she was under attack and reached for her weapons.

And upon seeing unknown soldiers descend upon her, 15's training immediately kicks in to subdue them.

Even though one of them wore S/O's face, it did not make her stop to think about her situation for even a second.

She raised a single eyebrow when the fake S/O seemed to be almost on par with her close quarters fighting, but it made her take the threat of whatever was happening far more seriously.

15 was far too busy to process what she was seeing in the heat of the moment, but it was when she returned to a non-combat state once more did the image of S/O sink in.

They looked as blank as she did, which troubled her.

Although S/O's teasing and loudness was annoying at times, she did not want to think about if they had lost their love for life and the rest of DEFY.

But she stopped thinking about it, and began to think more pragmatically.

(AK-15) "S/O. I request for you to remain the same as you always have."

(S/O) "Awww, does that mean you love my antics?"

(AK-15) "I did not say that."

(S/O) "But your face is telling me-...H-Hey, you look really serious. Did something happen while you were out?-"

15 held S/O tightly, and rested her head against their shoulder.

(AK-15) "...No. I just experienced a strange sensation, and had an the engineers fix a potential issue."

(RPK-16) "...Well, this is not what I expected to happen when I woke up today."

Unlike the rest of DEFY, 16 knows what she's seeing is real.

It intrigued her to how she arrived, but the main star of her interest arrived, that person being S/O.

But the way they looked was drastically different from the one she knew.

And they looked...somehow less human than before.

Their eyes looked machine-like. 16 had seen T-Dolls with more life and human-like qualities than what she was seeing in S/O right now.

Upon learning what happened, 16 remains quiet. So this is what they would become like should DEFY fall in combat.

Well, that was one curiousity satiated.

And she knew immediately that she hated this curiousity.

16 was a support gunner and not a close combat fighter, so for this terrible parody of S/O to overpower her was not surprising in the slightest.

When 16 blinked and found herself back in her room, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had no idea what veil of madness she entered, but she was glad to be out of it.

(RPK-16) "S/O, do me a favor and never lose that smile of yours."

(S/O) "Hm? Why's that?"

(RPK-16) "...Let's just say my life would be terribly dull without it."

Angelia was sitting in her room with a cup of tea in hand before being transported.

She simply sighed and put her cup down.

(Angelia) "Definitely need some more sleep."

But when she felt the ocean breeze blow across her skin, she knew that this wasn't a dream.

Especially when S/O arrived. She had always known them to be a softie, but capable.

What stood in front of her was some pale mockery. They looked too far gone to be anything remotely like S/O.

Especially hearing what their end goals were. Even though she was an ex-Griffin member, they were not the enemy.

Angelia could hold herself in combat, but the startling speed at which S/O moved and was able to disarm here was nothing short of inhuman.

It was as if she were fighting a T-Doll.

When she finds herself in her room again, she immediately calls for S/O.

(S/O) "Hey, Ange~! You call?...E-Er, did I do something?"

(Angelia) "Not really. Just get over here real quick."

S/O did as she asked before Angelia wrapped her prosthetic arm around them.

(S/O) "ACK! A-Ange, too tight!"

They chuckled nervously, which made her ease up.

(Angelia) "Sorry, just trying to give you a hug."

(S/O) "By trying to choke me with a metallic arm?"

(Angelia) "Yup. I thought you'd like it as a nice change of pace."

(S/O) "Hah, m-maybe I would if you weren't smiling while you said that!"

Their banter immediately put her to ease, and she had S/O sleep next to her that night, holding them.

Whatever the hell that was, she did not want a reminder of it ever again.

It was definitely some vivid nightmare she had.

The lifeless look in S/O's eyes was enough to scare her that week alone.

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 7 months

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Hey Chris! How are you?

I'm a victim of the raifu brain root too, so could I get AK12, STAR, WA2000 and Springfield with a s/o who loves drawing them?

Thanks!

(GFL) AK-12, ST AR-15, WA2000, and Springfield's S/O drawing them

YES THE RAIFU INFECTION SPREADS

12 doesn't mind one bit posing for S/O to draw her.

(AK-12) "Make sure to get all the details of me right, S/O.~"

Being a T-Doll, she is able to stand perfectly still and doesn't budge a single inch for long durations of time. All the while, she's watching their expression and hearing the sound of a pencil scribbling away.

Once the drawing is done, she opens her eyes to examine it, making sure to stare straight at S/O.

(AK-12) "Hm, you're quite the artist. Oh? Why are you flustered from me looking at you? You were staring at me for a while, it's only fair I do the same, right?"

Closing her eyes as to not overwhelm her senses, she just laughs at their reaction.

(AK-12) "Joking aside, make sure to keep honing your skills. I'll be waiting for my next portrait!"

(ST AR-15) "S/O, what are you drawing?...M-Me?!"

STAR takes a look at the page they're sketching on, and sees her serious expression front and center.

It was quite well drawn, and S/O had clearly been looking at her for some time now.

She can't help but feel a bit flustered, looking away from the page.

(ST AR-15) "That explains what I've been hearing. I'm glad that you enjoy drawing me so much...Show me when you're done, okay?"

(WA2000) "You keep staring at me. Is something on my face?"

WA seems a little annoyed that S/O wasn't saying anything but just staring.

Not that she would have minded in any other circumstance, but the way they were doing it looked...suspicious.

Until S/O turns the page around, and WA sees herself.

(WA2000) "W-Wha...!? Why didn't you just ask me to pose?!"

She pouts, and becomes quite flustered after the revelation. After that, she begins looking at S/O herself, waiting to see if they were sketching her that time or not.

Springfield glances over the counter after cleaning up some dishes that were stacked, noticing S/O writing.

(Springfield) "Dear, what are you doing?"

S/O turns the page upside down and shows her, Springfield's mouth going slightly agape.

It was a picture of her in uniform, serving dishes with a big smile.

(Springfield) "How long ago did you start that?...An hour? That looks great, S/O! If you're okay with it, I'd love to frame it on the wall!"

She tells the other T-Dolls and personnel about their drawing skills, showing everyone she can their drawing that's mounted behind her.

It may not have been absolutely perfect, but that was the beauty of art, wasn't it?

#girls' frontline imagines #girls' frontline headcanons #girls' frontline x reader #ak 12 x reader #st ar 15 x reader #wa2000 x reader #springfield x reader #ak 12 gfl #st ar 15 gfl #wa2000 gfl #springfield gfl

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 7 months

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Kalina and your pick of the AR Team realizing that their S/O fell asleep standing up. (They didn’t mean to.)

(GFL) Kalina and AR Team seeing their S/O falling asleep standing up

I will pick AR Team indeed.

Kalina sees S/O standing and begins speaking.

(Kalina) "Ah, there you are! Have you eaten yet? We can go to the mess hall...And...?"

She walked over to S/O and noticed their head was looking down, and now realizing they were leaning against the wall rather heavily.

Upon seeing their closed eyes, Kalina gently shook them, her voice being far quieter now.

(Kalina) "Hey, sleepyhead. You alright?"

(S/O) "H-Huh...? Kalina?"

(Kalina) "Wow, that's pretty impressive...And kinda worrying. Tired?"

(S/O) "Hah, guess I must be."

Kalina helped S/O off the wall as they balanced themselves.

(Kalina) "As cool as that is, you probably shouldn't make that a habit. Come on, let's get some coffee!"

M4A1 immediately knows S/O is asleep and pokes them, stirring them from their standing slumber.

(M4A1) "You okay?"

(S/O) "M4? Mn...Yeah, I'm okay."

She looked extremely worried about S/O.

If they were able to stand and pass out, then that must mean they were insanely tired.

(M4A1) "Here, let me take you back to your room. You might hurt yourself."

STAR's eyebrows raise when S/O doesn't respond, before walking to their front.

(ST AR-15) "That explains it."

She grabs their shoulder and shakes it, a small smile forming.

(ST AR-15) "Probably not good for your health, as helpful of an ability as that is, S/O."

(S/O) "Hah, I don't think I'd call it useful."

(ST AR-15) "Get some proper shut eye in bed at least. Some other T-Doll might rudely awaken you."

SOPMOD pokes S/O in the cheek with a curious expression, her eyes watching S/O's flutter open.

(SOPMOD) "Wooooah! You were asleep!"

(S/O) "Agh, was I? That's not good..."

(SOPMOD) "I can do that too, wanna watch?!"

(S/O) "SOPMOD I didn't mean t-...And she's asleep."

M16 says nothing as she gently picks up S/O, walking back to their room.

She hummed to herself, noting how tired they must be if they literally slept standing, and didn't even budge when she picked them up.

(M16A1) "It's normally the other way around, but now I can be the cool girlfriend tucking her boy/girl-friend to bed!"

It also helps they weren't drunk, unlike her when she was like this...Could she sleep standing up after drinking?

(RO635) "Oh dear, S/O?"

Her expression suddenly sharpens once she realizes S/O wasn't responding. She isn't entirely comforted when the reason being was that they were sleeping.

(RO635) "This is hardly a good place for your body to sleep, S/O."

(S/O) "...RO? S-Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

(RO635) "You've been overworking yourself, haven't you?"

(S/O) "I guess I didn't notice how hard I was pushing myself..."

(RO635) "Next time, please be more careful, okay? I don't want you getting hurt if something like this happens again."

#girls' frontline headcanons #girls' frontline imagines #girls' frontline x reader #kalina x reader #m4a1 x reader #st ar 15 x reader #m4 sopmod ii x reader #m16a1 x reader #ro635 x reader #kalina gfl #m4a1 gfl #st ar 15 gfl #m4 sopmod ii gfl #m16a1 gfl #ro635 gfl

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 7 months

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Your plushie gift headcannon was adorable, can I get the same thing for the entire team 404

(GFL) AR Team and Squad 404's S/O making a plushie of them

(AR Team) M4A1, ST AR-15, M4 SOPMOD II, M16A1, RO635

(Squad 404) UMP45, UMP9, G11, and HK416

I desperately wish for plushies of the T-Dolls IRL.

M4 smiles delightfully upon seeing the stuffed T-Doll, failing to contain her giggle.

(M4A1) "This is adorable, S/O!"

The green strands of cloth stood out among the darker colors, the face expressing a soft smile, much like her own.

(S/O) "Do you like it?"

(M4A1) "I love it, what's the occasion?"

(S/O) "Just...a charm I guess, for good luck. If I made you anything to take out in the field, it'd probably get damaged, so I figured I could make something in your dorm!"

(M4A1) "I'll make sure to take good care of it!"

M4 has the plushie in between a picture of her and S/O and one of the AR Team.

STAR chuckles when S/O hands her a plushie of herself, noting how comfortable it felt in her hands. Well, her sensors anyway.

There was something endearing about human handmade items rather than factory produced.

(ST AR-15) "Quite the striking resemblance."

STAR remarks in an amused tone as soon as she notices the plushie with a very annoyed look.

(S/O) "Had to stare at my reference quite a bit."

(ST AR-15) "Heh, so I've noticed. I'll make sure it doesn't get dusty."

STAR hides the plushie under her blanket, not wanting to get teased by the rest of the AR Team, specifically by M16A1 or SOPMOD.

SOPMOD squeals upon seeing her plushie, squeezing it tightly and then admiring the little details.

Her face was possibly the most expressive she had seen, the eyes were giant white circles, and the mouth was a smug squiggle.

(S/O) "Like it?"

(SOPMOD) "LOVE IT! It's soooo cute!"

She quickly takes S/O into a hug, one that threatened to be spine shattering with how hard she held them.

(SOPMOD) "I wish I could take it with me into battle, but it'll watch over me when I go to sleep!"

SOPMOD holds onto it when she sleeps with zero shame in whoever sees it, bragging about S/O's craftsmanship to any T-Doll or human personnel who asks about it.

M16's eye goes wide as she sees what S/O has given to her.

The plushie was lovingly recreated, the scar and eyepatch were there, so was her case, and a tiny bottle of jack daniel's in its hand.

Though the facial expression made her look drunk, which wasn't entirely inaccurate.

(M16A1) "Do I really look like that when I drink?"

(S/O) "Eh, not really. Figured I'd take some artistic liberties, so to speak."

(M16A1) "I think it made the end result better."

She laughs and kisses her S/O on the cheek.

(M16A1) "Little me is cute, thanks S/O!"

The plushie sits next to M16's pillow in the dorm, showing it off to M4A1 and excitedly talking about how awesome it was to her.

RO is immediately flustered when S/O presents a tinier version of herself.

(RO635) "W-What is this?"

(S/O) "It's a tinier you!"

She admires how much of her features transferred over to such a small stuffed toy, but she can't help but be a bit shy as well.

That meant that was a lot of time staring at her when she didn't realize and other T-Dolls certainly have.

She bashfully accepts the gift and making sure to smile. RO was genuinely happy to receive something so thoughtful, and it made her start thinking of how to pay S/O back immediately.

(RO635) "I'll treasure it always, S/O. J-Just, please don't mention this to the rest of the AR Team, okay?"

RO makes sure to hide where only she can see it and no one else can ever find it. She would not be able to live down M16 seeing her with something so..."cutesy", as M16 would say.

45 starts laughing the moment S/O presents a miniature version of herself.

A whole plushie of herself kind of defeats the point of being in a Black Ops Unit, seeing as she wasn't supposed to exist in any capacity.

But, she's willing to make an exception.

(UMP45) "Heh, even the plush looks smug."

(S/O) "I wonder where it got that from?"

(UMP45) "Couldn't say.~"

She makes sure to take care of the plush whenever she's back in her dorm, finding herself staring at it with a soft smile more than once.

UMP9 gasps in excitement the moment she lays her eyes on the plush, inspecting it with great enthusiasm as she made sure to stand close to S/O.

(UMP9) "Oh, you even got my hair right! And the smile is really cute too!"

(S/O) "I had to make sure to get the most important details, after all!"

She gives S/O a big hug as she continues to admire the plush.

(UMP9) "I love it! Now, how about I try to make a plushie of you? That way tiny me can have her lover too?"

(S/O) "You know how to make plush dolls?"

(UMP9) "Hm...Not really, but I'm sure I can do it if I tried hard enough!"

Upon making a quite scuffed version of S/O, she has it sit lovingly next to her own plush. Both of them always remain without a single speck of dust.

(G11) "Hm...S/O, why did you wake me u-?"

11's drowsy eyes suddenly become wide awake the moment she sees a miniature version of herself.

Slowly grabbing it and examining it, the details begin to make themselves known as she slowly wakes herself up.

(S/O) "I thought your body pillow could use a bit of company!"

(G11) "...I like it a lot."

Her voice was still very quiet, but the smile on her face was very noticeable.

(G11) "If that was it, I'll sleep with the plushie right now."

Whenever she sleeps (which was extremely often), she hugs onto the plushie, as well as her body pillow. Sometimes S/O too, if there was space.

416 says nothing as her expression quietly beams upon seeing the miniature version of herself.

Seeing how much detail was put into it, it made her quite happy. After all, a perfect T-Doll such as herself should look good in any capacity.

(S/O) "Do you like it?"

(HK416) "It is almost perfect, but there is one thing holding it back. Why is the plushie so angry looking?"

S/O just smiled at her teasingly.

(HK416) "Hey, just what exactly are you implying?"

Seeing S/O laugh at her reaction makes her pout.

(HK416) "Fine, keep your secrets then. I'll make sure your effort is not gone to waste."

The soft smile on her face as she stares at S/O's handiwork tells them what her true feelings were.

No Soul or T-Doll will ever see the plushie. If they do and bring it up to her, they'll regret it.

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 7 months

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Let’s get more S/Os getting there pelvis crushed during seggs

Featuring wa2000, Springfield, Spas-12, M4a1, Ar-15 and m-16

(GFL) WA2000, Springfield, SPAS-12, M4A1, ST AR-15, and M16A1's S/O's pelvis getting crushed

POV: You told the Commander the reason for your injury

Also should go without saying but,

NSF-W BELOW THE CUT!

WA is about ready to explode from the sheer embarrassment and anger she felt.

She was a weapon, damn it! Of course this would be a terrible idea!

WA almost bursts into tears apologizing before S/O comforts her.

(WA2000) "I-I'm so sorry. I should've known that-"

(S/O) "H-Hey...It's okay. I...think it was worth it."

...

(WA2000) "A BROKEN PELVIS ISN'T WORTH IT YOU DUMMKOPF!"

She does not report this...incident to the Commander, instead just bringing S/O to Medical, saying that it was just a work accident after helping move something.

(WA2000) "M-My face is red? Hmph, that's because I had to drag this idiot all the way down here. Just help them get better....Please."

The Commander still finds out when one of the T-Dolls on base connects the dots.

Springfield immediately helps S/O out by easing the pain with a medical kit, looking genuinely sorry.

(Springfield) "My apologies, S/O...I think I got carried away..."

(S/O) "O-Ow...y-yeah, I think I'd say so...it was kinda hot though..."

She had half a mind to slap S/O for saying such a thing and yet...that was good to know.

After helping them to medical, she reports to the Commander personally, looking the most serious she ever has been outside the battlefield.

(Springfield) "Commander, S/O is currently in medical bay and might be unavailable for a few days..."

(Commander) "What happened? And...why are you blushing?"

(Springfield) "W-Why?...Ahem. Before I tell you, I will let you know beforehand that I will accept any disciplinary action that will come of me doing so."

Author's note: It's time for another T-DOLL FUN FACT! TDFF 5: T-Dolls that use Shotguns/Machine Guns are significantly heavier than the ones who use Rifles, Handguns, etc. In other words, having SPAS on top of you is a BAD idea to begin with.

SPAS is stuttering and panicking, looking left and right.

(SPAS-12) "Oh god oh god oh god! I'm SOOO sorry! Um....! I'll get some help, one second!"

(S/O) "S...SPAS...clothes..."

(SPAS-12) "Huh...? AH!"

Her cheeks become as crimson as her eyes as she looks down and realizes there was nothing covering her up. She quickly puts on clothes and rushes out the door to find a medic.

After getting S/O the help they desperately needed, she reports to the Commander, her fingers twiddling.

(SPAS-12) "Um...S-S/O got hurt because of me."

(Commander) "Oh, SPAS..."

They said sympathetically.

(Commander) "They probably know you didn't mean to. Now, what happened? I'm sure we can clear up any misunderstanding."

(SPAS-12) "...U-Uhhhh..."

M4 feels absolutely terrible, she's about ready to cry when she realizes she hurt them.

She can't even look them in the eye as she tries to patch them up.

(S/O) "M-M4..."

She hesitates to look at them before her depressed mood suddenly vanishes, seeing their smile. They said nothing, giving only a thumbs up.

Now her depression was replaced with utter confusion. They...liked this?!

(M4A1) "...I-I don't understand...!"

After getting them to medical, she sees M16, who immediately recognizes her mood.

(M16A1) "H-Hey, what's wrong?"

(M4A1) "S/O is hurt...because of me..."

M16 brings her into a hug.

(M16A1) "Hey, listen...Don't beat yourself because of it-"

(M4A1) "E-Erm...it's not exactly what you're thinking."

M16 took a step back, and examined M4A1.

She had disheveled hair, her clothes were hastily thrown on, and she was completely re-

(M16A1) "...Are those hickies?"

A fire lights up in M16's eyes as she rolls up her sleeves and cracks her robotic knuckles.

(M16A1) "I'm going to have a word with them. Medbay, right?"

(M4A1) "N-NO! IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!...I-I mean, it is but-"

(M16A1) "I'M GONNA KILL THEM!"

STAR's jaw drops, and not because she felt good, it's because she felt too good.

Her eyes scan S/O's body and realizes their lower half has fracture damage, making her get off and immediately tend to them without missing a beat.

Before she can put her clothes on to get help after stabilizing S/O, she feels their hand reach for her arm.

(S/O) "Don't beat yourself up, please...-"

(ST AR-15) "I hurt you, S/O. How could I...?!-"

(S/O) "N-No...I'd do it again. It was...so worth it..."

(ST AR-15) "...What?"

She blinks twice at them to make sure she's not misheard S/O. Once she confirms she makes several noises that S/O couldn't decipher was a swear, a question, an internal scream let loose, or some combination of all of three.

Deciding to leave before her mind could scramble any further, she reports to the Commander.

(Commander) "...STAR, you're red hot! What happened?"

(ST AR-15) "...Ahem...Not...Nothing you'd be proud of. Or anything I would be, for that matter..."

(M16A1) "H-Hey, you alright?"

(S/O) "M16...T-The mind is willing, but the body is broken..."

(M16A1) "Hah, c-come on! I'm not nearly satisfied-...Oh god you weren't joking."

She immediately hops off and rushes to patch them up. Looking left and right, she swallows her pride and calls for M4A1.

(M4A1's Voice) "M16? What's wrong?"

(M16A1) "C-Come to S/O's room. I'll explain in an encrypted channel!"

(M4A1's Voice) "Encrypted-What?!"

M16A1's eyes flashed a few colors.

(M4A1's Voice) "...Oh my god-"

(M16A1) "Please, I'm begging you! I swear I won't even drink for a week!"

(M4A1's Voice) "Coming..."

M4A1 heard M16 and S/O snicker.

(M4A1's Voice) "I'm going to hit both of you."

She hung up and M16 gave S/O a kiss on the cheek.

(S/O) "N-Next time...be a little more gentle alright?"

(M16A1) "U-Uh...right. Heh heh....eh...."

Her laughter trails off into nothing as she awkwardly looks away and goes to the Commander's office. Before entering, she gulps down all of her whiskey.

She was going to need the alcohol for reporting this.

#nsft #girls' frontline imagines #girls' frontline headcanons #girls' frontline x reader #wa2000 x reader #springfield x reader #spas 12 x reader #m4a1 x reader #st ar 15 x reader #m16a1 x reader #wa2000 gfl #springfield gfl #spas 12 gfl #m4a1 gfl #st ar 15 gfl #m16a1 gfl

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