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ajgrey9647 · 2 months
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In light of recent problematic behavior and the nature of my fanfic characters, I want to make it clear just in case there's any confusion.
I'm a fan of the character 'Jason Scott', not an ASJ stan.... or whatever the young people call it. Lol
Character ≠ Actor
MY Jason/Red/Jamie would NEVER. Hell not even my Drakkon would go there, to his credit. Even cannon Jason would be aghast imo.
ASJ is NOT the face I envision when writing anyways. So I'll still enjoy my pretty dollies and hope you all will continue to read my work.
I just wanted to clarify because some people can't separate a character from the actor... and that's not the case here! I find the behavior gross and I'm honestly stunned how anyone could think that shits a good idea...
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skyland2703 · 10 months
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Now that I have access to good quality pictures of The Coinless #1, I believe I can give it a proper review~
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SO LET'S GET STARTED!!
I'm gonna start with saying the art here was fucking gorgeous. And I’m not gonna cover the basic points, too many people already have. Just lil things that held MY attention, knowing all the plot twists and spoilers~
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Does this mean Drakkon DID have public executions in the street??
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Bulk/Kim crumbs!!! Bulk is such a Simp man. OHHH
and and and— he tells Skull everything. Every part of his day. And I think skull hears, Skull understands.
This might get a little out of order now, but
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It’s so sad the way she sits here bundled up like this. It also melts my heart. And she misses Zack So MUCH. And the guilt is swallowing her whole.
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SHE IS NOT YOURS—
You know what I’d be up to kill him too if I were in this world.
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ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE MOMENT OTP DOUBLE TEAMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!! Please I love THIS SO MUCH.
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Bro deserved this shot ngl.
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…now why do you have this stowed away like this, huh jason? Are we keeping the trauma like a trophy?? Are you going to wear that when you leave your little recluse’s hut???
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Untreated PTSD made worse by more incoming trauma. This guy got so fucked up and yet he finds a way for ME to be annoyed at HIM.
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Baby. Baby. Babyyyyyyy. Ultimate himbo Simp. BBY!!
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These women are in LOVE by the way. For the record. Just so you know. And every single scene they had deserved a post of its own because HHHHH
But this one in particular. They’re SOFT but they’re pretending to be so tough. They just need a HUG. That’ll fix like 99.9% problems.
Also does anyone remember what did happen to the scorpina of that universe??
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This is so funny to me and I don’t even know why
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Iconic shot. Could hear the BONK noise in the background.
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Glad finster got this moment. Even if it was short lived~
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Zack what are. You. Trying. To. Achieve. Why does he keep calling her out like this?? Like he's ridiculing her for what happened to HIM?! WHAT. IS. THIS.
Also does this mean we get lava zombie kim???
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HE SAID HIS NAME HE SAID HIS NAME HE SAID—
oh he betrayed them.
oH buLk is hurt.
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aSDFGH
Like i said, the art was GORGEOUS. Drakkon was annoying as fuck. I needed to punch him in every single shot he was in.
This feels like a potential redemption arc for him, and I don’t LIKE IT. I don’t like redemption arcs. 99.9% of them. They’re almost never done right.
Obviously, this COULD be something really good, but I feel like
Also the fact that all of the characters not explicitly mentioned are all zombies now saddens me beyond explanation. It somehow kills scope for fanfiction to me?
But on the bright side, Bulk’s development is some of the best of the BEST. He’s the glue that’s holding the team together, he’s also the guy who thought he’d never get this, the underdog, the guy who thinks he doesn’t deserve any of this, and yet, and yet in every interaction of the team, he shines through. He’s the one who’s holding them all together, even though his own world— aka skull— is collapsing.
and i hope we get more development for him.
And please please PLEASE can we have everyone turn back to normal when this shit ends?! These people need a goddamn break.
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skylandart · 3 months
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I'll love you forever for a chibi coinless jason.... he's my baby so someone's gotta ask. He needs love too... lol
Chibi #15 is Coinless Jason for uuuuu :3
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He deserves some happiness, no?? ;)
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augment-techs · 6 months
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Something I like to think about in the World of the Coinless Timeline that other writers for the fandom also seem to sense that I am going to try and contextualize for my own piece of mind...because I'm annoying myself. Drakkon collects Red-type energy as a type of holistic healing. Think about it, just for a second. He caught Jason in the middle of his being transformed into the White Ranger because he had to win that "last battle" to please Rita, and he did take the White Light for himself...but he kept Jason. First in a cell while he kept the Power Coin for his highest ranking sentries, no armor, goading him into taking action without any additional strength. And then the second he gets out, he puts him in nth type armor so they can have a go at beating the crap out of each other. Then he puts him in a glorified trophy case that, by all impressions, he visits often enough that Jason still had muscle and a slight tan and didn't look to be missing any meals. The classic antagonistic Green vs Red. It feeds him, something like a hot breakfast and a meat sandwich at lunch and a seven course meal with all the trimmings at dinner. Then he collected Kim by warping her mind, which was different, I think, because he was increasingly enamored with her, but she's Pink, which means she's Red+White, which is a higher functioning call to the crap he pulled with the Black Dragon Coin. He knows she's better than him, which turns him on, but also seems to make them...slightly more distant? Somehow?? Like standing out in an open field and looking up at a wishing star. It's good for him, but it also makes his yearning especially annoying. And then there's Skull, who canon dictates IS ORANGE, even if he is hiding in Red as a Sentry. He is literally RIGHT THERE next to Drakkon as a high ranking member of his army every. single. day. A night at the fireside while doing paperwork and the reminder that sleep is important in a warm bed with heavy down covers. I can't for the life of me figure out if this is just a Drakkon thing, or a Tommy Oliver multiverse thing, or a Green Ranger thing. Because White just...doesn't work the same way?
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estel-eruantien · 5 months
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Oh boy! For Alphabet Smut D and/or F. Characters Lord Drakkon and/or Coinless Jason. Gotta ask about my boys lol. Or Tommy Jason if that works better. 😀
Ooooo yes yes, of course we gotta get your boys in! <3
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D: Dirty Secret
Most of the sentries knew about Drakkon's pet, Red, but they didn't know who he once was. They didn't know what came before Drakkon and Red, what they two once were. Before they were Master and Pet, they were a different kind of partners.
Despite being rivals on the battlefield, red vs green, and even in the school hallways, constantly heckling one another, there was an underlying pull to be together. To be more.
Just as the sentries didn't know the truth, neither did Jason's teammates know that their leader was stealing rough kisses and frantic sex from the enemy in between heated sparring matches.
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F: Favorite Position
Drakkon loves to see Red on his knees and on display for him. He loves to be above Red, overpowering him constantly. He has always been this way.
Tommy used to tease Jason for being weak when they sparred, pinning him down beneath him and gloating. If they were twisted just right, Tommy would rubs his hips into Jason's ass, riling up the other man.
Drakkon loved taking Red from behind. It reminded him of pushing Jason to his knees and forcing him to all fours, like the animal he was going to become.
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Thank you @ajgrey9647 I hope I did your boys justice <3
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azurezfiction · 7 months
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A kiss that shouldn’t have happened + Boom! Power Rangers; Lord Drakkon and literally anyone you might like--dealer's choice ^^
Places for kissing | @augment-techs
"Fuck you."
Drakkon turns and gives a harsh, almost empty laugh with a head tilt. "Please do." He remarks, words dripped with bemusement and excitement. As he kicks a Zedstrinal away wit his foot. "Surprised that fool Zedd got new foot soldiers."
Jason gave Drakkon a flat look. "Like you're any better?"
"I at least have some form of creativity and imagination!" Drakkon snarks with a squawk in his tone. Docking, turning his blade around in the palm and jabbed backwards slicing another in half. "And at least I gave my foot soldiers a pension and benefits!"
"Wow. Sounds like a dream," Jason counters dryly.
"I'm evil. But I'm not an asshole to the people who I employee," Drakkon comments.
Jason snorts. That was the biggest damned lie he'd ever heard.
"Watch it!"
Drakon lunged past him and skewering another soldier before Jason had even realized. The intensity of their argument distracted him from noticing the enemy approaching from behind, before anything could be said. Drakkon grabbed Jason by the collar pulling him into a fierce, deep kiss.
The kiss had been intense that Jason almost felt himself from melting into it.
As the kiss ended, Jason put his arm to his lips jerking back at the cocky smile on Drakkon's face.
"I might not be half a good a kisser as your Tommy," Drakkon sneers satisficed. "But you are mine. No one is allowed to kill you but me!"
Jason grimaces slightly with a dark look. "Sure." He remarks coldly. "Whatever you say." He was no one's but himself. For now, Jason planned on letting on Drakkon do what was needed to defeat Zedd.
For now.
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ranger-ribbons · 8 months
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"You don't have to be alone anymore." + World of the Coinless Jason, Kimberly & Bulk
This is also a piece you're gonna have to forgive me for, I don't know anything about them. We'll see where this gets us lol
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Jason sits on a rock overlooking a small pond. He watches the water with critical, but haunted eyes. He wants, more than anything, for peace and quiet.
He's lucky he gets quiet.
Jason hears the screams again. He hears them even when his eyes are open. He hears them at night when the nightmares take hold. He hears them when his mind wanders and take him back to that fateful day everything changed.
Jason had been awake when Billy was killed. Contrary to the belief that he wasn't, and was therefore spared the pain of hearing Billy's death. Jason had heard. Jason had heard the sword stab Billy's chest, Jason had heard Billy's lungs fill with blood, Jason had heard Billy choke on his blood as it suffocated him, crawling up his throat to smother him. Jason had heard it all, and Jason can hear it when he's not distracted. The images of Billy dying, of Billy meeting his eyes as the light Jason had adored dimmed and was extinguished- those memories still haunt him, even all these years later.
Jason curses the day Tommy came to Angel Grove.
"Jase?" calls a familiar voice.
Jason doesn't turn, despite knowing who it was, and likely what they wanted.
"Hey, man, you okay up there?"
"Jason, please, come down."
Jason doesn't move. The screaming still echoes. Someone touches his shoulder and Jason reacts without thinking. He grabs the wrist and yanks, bringing Bulk into his vision.
"Whoa, hey!" Bulk says, "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."
Kim comes up on Jason's other side. "Jase, it's okay," she says. "We're here. We know."
Because Kim had been there too, the day Billy died. Kim, just like Jason, can hear the screams as well. Unbidden, Jason's eyes fill with tears and he tries to hold them back. He feels like he's been handed a pamphlet that says, "Congratulations, you survived the war! Now live with the trauma!"
"Jase," Kim says. She kneels to his level, looking him in the eyes. Bulk squats to be below him, looming at him with eyes so soft, Jason almost can't believe Bulk ever bullied the Rangers back in school. "Jase, talk to us," Kim pleads.
"Please, Jason," Bulk adds.
Kim offers him a smile. Jason's emotions burst like a waterbaloon, and the tears come flooding down. Kim drags him into a hug, and Jason grips her dirt-stained jean jacket as if he'd float away if he didn't keep hold. Bulk wraps his arms around both of them and holds on just as tight.
Jason sobs, cries long and hard, pouring his grief into his tears and crying. The tears drip onto Kim's shoulder, but she says nothing. Rubbing his back, Kim hums a gentle song. She just sits there and lets him cry, lets him grieve. Bulk squeezes Jason's shoulder, says nothing. They both offer their gentle comfort and all the kindness this world will allow.
"It's okay, Jase," Kim whispers.
"You're alright, Jason," Bulk echoes.
"You don't have to be alone anymore."
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the-mad-closet · 7 months
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Intoxication/Drugged + Hatefucking + World of the Coinless; Kimberly, Jason & Drakkon
Mmm... it's a gray area. I'll allow it! This went in a very different direction to what I was intending, but I'm not mad about it.
Content warning for: hate sex, intoxication, fighting, hitting, punching, blood
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Kim shoves Tommy- Drakkon, not Tommy. Tommy hasn't been Tommy in a long, long time- back into the bed. "Bastard!" she snarls. "Fucking asshole!"
Drakkon hisses something, grabbing Kim by the neck- cutting off the loud curse building behind her teeth- and drags her closer. He smashes their lips together, biting at her pink, kiss-swollen bottom lip hard and pulling.
She snarls, smacking Drakkon across the face, knocking him away from her and getting him to release his grip. She ignores the lethargy in her limbs from the drug she and Jason had been affected by. Drakkon growls, hitting Kim's shoulder and shoving her back. Kim makes a noise and, like he was waiting for a cue, here comes Jason, grabbing Drakkon around the middle, trapping his arms in place and dragging him away.
Jason throws Drakkon down on the bed and keeps him there with strength he'd thought lost with his Power Coin. "Stay," he growls. He doesn't know if Drakkon is obeying because of the traces of the drug still in his veins or that Drakkon won't take on both Jason and Kimberly.
And honestly, while Jason kind of wants an actual rematch from Tommy, he's also kind of glad the world believes Jason and Kimberly have been tortured into insanity.
Kim pounces, hands braces on the bed, forearms framing Drakkon's face. She leans down, looking Drakkon right in the eyes. "You don't want this, tell us now," she demands.
Because not even hatred is above basic consent.
Drakkon growls. "Think you can't handle it?" he snarks. His eyes glow with a little bit of the old Tommy Oliver. Jason's heart aches for the loss of the boy who could've been their teammates.
Kimberly hisses. "If I didn't think I could handle you, I wouldn't be asking," she snarls.
Jason echoes the sentiment with a low grunt.
Drakkon retaliates by surging up and capturing Kimberly's lips again, harder rougher, and bucking up to grind their bodies together. Kimberly groans, letting him take her body weight and dropping down to rest chest-to-chest with her hated enemy. She twists her fingers in his hair instead, moaning low in her throat when Jason reaches over and traces his hand over her hip.
Drakkon gives these little growls, angry and gravelly, and fucking hot. Jason takes the moment he's occupied by Kim to undress. The cool air bites into his skin, dragging whimpering noises from his throat. Once he's undressed, he taps Kim's shoulder and immediately has to duck as her pink breast plate goes sailing past his head and clangs loudly on the floor.
"Stay," she orders, climbing off Drakkon's body to take off the clothing underneath her armor.
Jason takes her place, straddling Drakkon's chest and reaching down a hand to stroke his cock. Drakkon leans down and licks at the head, tongue a warm, smooth compress. Jason groans a little at the feeling.
"Don't forget me," Kim purrs dangerously behind them, last piece of clothing dropping to the floor with a muted thud. She slips onto the bed and positions herself so she sits on Drakkon's cock through his jeans. She grinds down, drawing a moan from Drakkon's throat. "Mm, you feel good, baby," she says.
Jason leans back into her bare chest, forcing his cock further towards Drakkon's mouth. Kim presses one hand to Jason's shoulder. "What are you thinking, Jace?" she asks.
Jason grins. "I think he needs to come now, so we can have our fun all night long."
Beneath them, Drakkon whines, a shocking sound from his mouth. When they look down, more flashes of the old Tommy are resurfacing. Drakkon pulls off Jason's cock just long enough to plead, "Please."
Jason and Kim glance at each other. Then Kim smiles wickedly. She puts her hands on Jason's shoulders and uses them as a grounding point so she can lift herself up. Then she thrusts down with a powerful strike and draws another whine from Tommy’s throat.
Jason smiles, just as wicked. "Wanna come for us?" he asks. "Gonna make a mess of yourself?"
Tommy's eyes flutter closed, his face displaying pleasure- rapture almost. Jason doubts anyone has ever touched Rita's Ranger. He doubts Tommy had let anyone touch him even before. "Please," Tommy begs.
"Let him have it, Kim," Jason says- a Red giving an order, even as he no longer has his Power Coin. "We can give him more later."
Kim laughs, then presses down with her hips again. "That I can do."
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kimberlyannharts · 2 years
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Crazy how Omega Jason makes Coinless Jason look tame at this point
I'll never fully reconcile with the decision to retcon Coinless Jason's death but at the very least they managed to portray him as, you know, in the wrong and needing to apologize (and ACTUALLY apologize, not the "well sorry you feel that way but maybe you should have considered my feelings :/" nonsense)
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morninkim · 9 months
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Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers (Non-Canon) - Madame Drakkon & The Ranger Slayer
In another timeline, the Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers was much, much less of a rise.
(Rise' World of the Coinless deets under the cut, i'm having fun)
In another timeline, Rita's attack on Grace Oliver left her severely injured and near death. This threw Tommy into a fit, which forced the shadow out of her body in an incredibly traumatic and painful manner. Desperate, she pleaded with Zordon to help her mother, but the White Light confirmed her fears. Grace was gone.
Unstable and still reeling from Rita being ripped from her body, Tommy would seek out where the shadow was hiding, tracking her down to an abandoned warehouse on the docks. She would witness the partial resurrection of Lord Zedd and barge in, demanding the Dark Spectre bring her mother back. The Spectre agreed, on the condition that the Green Ranger help him recover the other five Power Coins and reunite the Zeo Crystal.
Over the next few months, Tommy would slowly lose more and more of herself as she pursued more power and learned dark magic from a weakened Rita inhabiting the body of Dr. Finster. A final assault against the Rangers would see Jason attempt to combine the spectrum of the team's powers to become a White Ranger, only to be struck down by Tommy. She would claim the coins for herself, corrupting and forcing the coins into her own White Ranger form.
Zedd and Tommy, with their combined powers and now endless source of energy, would then conquer the Earth unopposed. But as more time went on without Zedd's promise fulfilled, the more Tommy began plotting to overthrow the Dark Spectre. She's be encouraged by Rita, now unable to leave Dr. Finster's deteriorating body and kept alive with salvaged parts from the destroyed Command Center.
As the last of Earth's defenders fell, Tommy struck down Zedd with the Black Dragon Saber, laying claim to his seventh Zeo Crystal shard and the planet and taking the name Madame Drakkon.
Years later, tired of her friends being captured or dying and at her wit's end, Kimberly Hart would decide today is the day Drakkon dies. But she would be captured, her mind taken over with a spell Drakkon had been perfecting for some time, and become her right hand with her old Power Coin as the Slayer Ranger.
Kimberly would later break the spell with the help of the Coinless Resistance, who'd been built by the combined efforts of Trini, Richie, Bulk and Skull. She'd then lead the Resistance against Madame Drakkon's regime, taking on the name Ranger Slayer as a symbol of her goal to slay the last Ranger on Earth.
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theoversky · 1 year
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Jason and Kim are meant to be in every universe and I can prove it:
1.Coinless World
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2.Power Rangers Movie (2017)
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3.Classic MMPR
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4.MMPR Comics (specially Pink series, the last chapter)
5.Turbo: Power Rangers movie
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ajgrey9647 · 2 months
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Omg another masterpiece from @skyland2703 @skylandart Prime Jason comforting a traumatized Coinless Jason!! I'm shrieking with joy!!!! I always look forward to seeing what she creates for me! I'm spoiled!
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skyland2703 · 2 years
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Bingo: Coinless Jason x Kim
With how Jason gets Adam killed, he does not deserve my time and attention.
Thank you very much.
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theheartsofheroes · 4 years
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Rise of A King: Drabble
He was found beaten, broken, on the verge of death by a kind king. He was taken in, given medical care, and when he was well enough, adopted by the king as his heir for he knew his charge was a kind soul.
The older he grew, the more he trained. The more he trained the more he advocated they assist Earth in the fight against Drakkon. The king of Triforia refused. The affairs of Earth were none of their concern, their people were safe as long as they did not anger Drakkon.
The adopted prince trained more, gained more power. The Golden Power of Triforia chose him, and he merged those powers with what was left of his own.
Years passed, he gained more power, Omega. The other three Omega powers he kept hidden, kept safe, just as he prayed his friends were. 
The people loved him, respected him, and when the day came that the old king passed, and the prince assumed the throne he shocked them all when he announced he was going to Earth to take on Drakkon.
On Earth, the new King of Triforia watched as The Ranger walked away from the grave of Jason Lee Scott. A small smile graced his lips as he reached down and grabbed the hilt of the broken sword.
“I will not speak of my time on Triforia in Drakkon’s presence. On my word as Prince...King of Leadership, Bravery, and Kindness I shall ensure you do not feel Drakkon’s wrath.”
As the king pulled it from the ground it glowed red with power and was fully restored.
On Triforia the people cheered: “ALL HAIL KING TYRANNO OF LEADERSHIP, BRAVERY, AND KINDNESS!”
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augment-techs · 7 months
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Touch Starved Ask Game: "Is this okay?" It's more than okay." Jason/Billy/Skull (feel free to send me any you have!)
April the first and September the twenty-third.
In the shadow of the tombstone that had gone up in the dead of night months ago while everyone else was busy inside the main of the city, pulling everything up from the ashes of Drakkon's disordered perfection, Jason was lucky he could make out the shape of the body that had observed both dates with fervor and respect for over twenty years somewhere else but was now finally able to do it in a singular location. Natural linen in the darkest shade of blue for mourning clothes and a pitch black shawl really blended in with the shadow of the stone. Really, Jason probably would have been spooked out of his mind if he hadn't seen the pale skin of Skull's face peeking out from the ball he'd curled into in the night, breath barely smoothing over the leaves of bergamot and chamomile herbs that had probably been beautiful in the spring, but looked sad and dry getting closer to October. "Fucking hell, you look like a corpse," Jason muttered, maneuvering the thermos of hot nettle soup he'd made at the break of dawn in a sudden attack of conscience under his arm, squatting down to shake the poor bastard awake. It took much longer than Jason was even remotely comfortable with to get the man moving. A twitch, a blink; moonglow eyes blinked open, completely unconcerned with the world at large or if the person touching him was friend or foe. Jason took half a second to look over at the stone, sweeping deep brown eyes over the marks, 'William "Billy" Cranston: Forever a Hero, Always Remembered' and tried not to call awareness to the chill that ran up his spine and made him bite his lip to keep from cursing as he looked to meet Skull's eyes properly. The man wasn't in any particular hurry to get up from what must have been an incredibly uncomfortable sleeping place, but he did get along after a moment of Jason not looking away, offering up a hand for him to hold onto. The skin to skin contact was like a meeting of warm butter and ice, but Jason counted it as a victory that the man could even hold on with any amount of strength as he hobbled onto his knees and then onto his rear as his knees splayed out like he was five years old; his other hand pulling at the shawl to straighten it out and dust off stray leaves that had blown onto it and into his hair. His heel tipped at the dark orange bottle he'd polished off the other evening, but it didn't fall over or smack against the tombstone, which, was about as good as the Tyranno Ranger could hope for. Especially since if Skull cut himself, with his luck, he'd probably bleed out from the alcohol thinning his blood before Jason could haul his scarecrow ass back home. Jason pulled his thermos up, looking awkward but pointedly not letting that get in the way as he cleared his throat and finally broke the (incredibly) eerie silence that encompassed the field and surrounding forest tree line. "Soup. Thin but tasty for your breakfast. No hard bits in case you puke it up. Is this okay?" Skull ran his hand over his face and then rubbed his eyes, mouth curling into something like a soft smile at Jason's trying his best. "It's more than okay."
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estel-eruantien · 5 months
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You did such a great job with my boys! Hope you don't mind if I put in for another. I feel like you just 'get them' lol.
B and K for Drakkon/Coinless Jason or Tommy/Jason. :)
Oh my heart, this is such a lovely compliment!! You made my day <3
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B: Body Part + K: Kink
For as long as Drakkon can remember, he has always loved Jason's arms. He would watch them closely when he'd see Jason working out at Ernie's or even when they would spar. The sight of the big muscles, lean but strong, always took his breath away. And it looked even better tied up in knots.
Drakkon loves to restrain Jason, from when they first came together to even under his submission, when Jason only responded to the name "Red." Seeing the once mighty, former red leader of the Power Rangers completely helpless and at his mercy, strung up in wires or tied tight at his feet, would light Drakkon up better than anything else.
Red, or Jason, as he was once called, had an adoration of sorts for Lord Drakkon's hands. The very hands that would strike him, bring pain and fear, had brought so much pleasure and comfort as well. These hands were his only source of contact. And it helped that they were so very pretty, especially when wrapped around his cock, providing him with relief he very infrequently received.
He became so obsessed with these hands touching him that he didn't even care where, even wrapped around his throat, putting him in his place. He needed Drakkon's touch, both the pleasure and the pain. It was all he knew. It was all he needed.
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Thank you @ajgrey9647!! Here's round two! ;)
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