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rboooks · 11 months

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DC x DP: The Adoptive Son

Danny Fenton gets lost in the Infinite Releams and without the Infinite Map, he has no hope finding his way home.

After wandering for weeks, he quickly realizes his human side is dying from lack of food and stress. With a heavy heart, he crashes lands in a new world, desperate for rest.

A new world that was seemed to behind in terms of technology. But he's not afraid of helping the world catch up if it means finding a way home.

He crashed in the middle of nowhere forest and after three days of walking by foot- too worn out to fly- he comes across Gotham.

Taking a page out of Vlad's book- as much as it makes him feel sick- he possesses people to get himself set up in the new world. He needs to find somewhere with enough money that he can build a S.O.S for his friends to find him.

And he needs resources to survive.

He finds a wealthy family who is so invested in breaking each other apart they didn't notice their sudden ease in wanting to adopt Danny.

Seemingly overnight, the Crowne family went from slowly collapsing to once more being at the top due to their adopted son Danny Crowne's genius mind. Despite his young age, his adoptive father allowed him to turn the family business from fashion design to medical and technical advances.

At age fourteen he sat within the board meetings slowly but surely taking over and raising the company's stocks and power.

They developed the first heart pumps, made leaps and bounds in cancer treatment, and created software and computer programs that and their prosthetics were the most advanced in the world.

There were rumors that the head design for all engineering projects- including the prosthetics- were all done by Danny Crowne. They were never confirmed.

Even business deals done by the Crownes were suspiciously so far in their favor many believed they were making deals with the multiple families of Gotham's underbelly.

That was also never proven.

Despite all the whispers about him, Danny Crowne was considered one of the brightest minds in Gotham. Everyone who spoke to him claimed he was a soft-spoken gentleman and was even compared to royalty from his regal composition.

Personally, Bruce has always had a bad feeling about Danny Crowne. He knows the boy is off in some way, all his Instincts scream danger when he's around.

At first, he was ecstatic to hear the Crownes had also adopted an orphan from a poor background. It had been a few years after he had gotten his ward, Dick. Despite it being five years since he first accepted Dick into his home, his ward had not made any friends besides Barbara Gordon. None of the elite children gave Dick the time of day pass making passive aggressive comments about him.

Then the news of Danny Crowne broke, and everyone knew he had practically been picked off the streets after the CPS had forced him into the juvenile hall as the only place that had space for him.

Just like Dick.

He had hoped that a similar past would help the two boys bond. He had tried pushing Dick into speaking to Danny, and had gone out of his way to personally invite the young man to a party he threw for all of Dicks classmates.

The first thing Danny Crowne did upon arriving at his house was step away from the crowd and study Bruce's home wiring. Dick later told him Danny made him feel strange, like the other boy would be one the loons they stopped during the night.

Bruce, stop pushing for their friendship.

Time moved on, but Crownes only grew in power, and by the time he took in Jason, Danny Crowne inherited his family assets after his adoptive parents mysterious deaths.

They began to look into Danny after Nightwing had discovered a trail of dangerous experiments from shell companies that all led back to Crowne Co. Jason also mentioned that a lot of street kids disappeared after Danny Crowne had turn his sights on them with a new charity program his company ran.

No one knew what happened to the kids and no one in the legal system seemed to care.

Bruce thought about the Crownes rise to wealth and felt sick. Had Danny been running a trafficking ring since his adoption? Had that escaped Batman's notice for four years?

Despite the fact they were still at eachother throats, both Bruce and Dick agreed to work togther to bring Danny Crowne down. How?

Simple.

Danny Crowne was openly bisexual and, according to Jason, who was half-raised by working girls, his eyes always followed Dick around the room.

Operation Honey Pot was a go.

(Danny didn't mean to stay here for four years but had built himself a home, and no natural portals were opening. He figured he could secretly construct his while helping abused kids find safe ways out of the city and start new lives. Technically illegal, no one had batted an eye when the kids vanished, so he figured getting them somewhere safe was more important. Indeed Batman had better things to do than track down kids in better foster homes. He test-ran the homes himself before placing the children. Yes, overshadowing made him feel bad, but he rather experienced the house before overshadowing the social workers into legalizing the stay under new names. He was sick of them sticking kids in juvenile halls just cause other foster homes were "out of jurisdiction".

At least his charities helped the age out kids succeed in life.

Now why was handsome Dick Grayson winking at him??? Gosh, that made him more nervous than all the lessons Clockwork forced him to take back when he was training to take the Ghost Throne. The classes helped him become one of the best CEO in the world, but they were also the reason he got into this whole mess to begin with. At least he looked regal when he spoke. )

( Part 2 ) (part 3)

#dc x dp crossover #Danny was trainging to be Ghost King #He gets lost as sea within the Ghost Zone.#overshadowing his way to success #the Bats think hes a Lex Luthor #Dannys dimension is futher in tech and hes proving his fenton Genius genes #Bi disaster Danny Fenton

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harmoonix · 7 months

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🌃Starchild Astrology Notes🌃

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🌃 - 9th house can show how you get along with your spouse family esp brother or sister in law (You can also look at the planets and the ruler of the 9th house)

Moon or Venus in the 9th house = You can along good with your spouse family especially the mother of feminine figures in their family

Sun in the 9th house = The same thing as the moon but you tend to get along more with their brother or father

Jupiter in the 9th house = Shows that the majority of your sp family likes you, you are likable in their family

Mercury in the 9th house = Shows you have great communication with your sp family, like you tend to call eachother a lot and talk about the things in your life

Mars/Saturn/Pluto in the 9th house = Here these planets can bring a bit of intensity in your sp family, like they tend to be more curious and suspicious in a way. But don't forget that aspects also matter

Uranus in the 9th house can be an indicator of being the different one, they see you different an unique, like your sp family can be very traditional and you can be the one who is more different/unique

Neptune in the 9th house is an indicator of making an bounding with them, like you tend to be close and appreciated

(If you have an empty 9 House look at the ruler planet (for example, Cancer in the 9th house =Moon)

🌃 - S.O.S message to everyone with Pluto/Saturn or Lilith in the 11th house, take care what people you have around because you have a magnetic energy around you and that attracts people but also betrayers (So take care💙)

🌃 - Lilith/Saturn/Neptune in the 6th house can often get into sad moods because they absorb every single energy in the room so they can often be moody

🌃 - Lilith harshly aspecting Moon indicates an hurt inner child or an painful childhood, is not easy to talk about your young ages but is important to know that you are strong 🩷

🌃 - What energy does your Moon Sign has based on the Ying/Yang ☯️ element

Fire and Air Moon reprsent the Yang energy (the white part)

Water and Earth Moon represent the Ying energy (the black part)

🌃 - Moon in the 4th, 8th or 12th house show great spirituality level and highly intuitive mind, they can also tend to sense paranormal activities

🌃 - Aquarius Placements or Aquarius in big 3 are big humanitarian people, they love to help with everything they can to make the world a better place for the future

🌃 - Cancer Venus/Venus in the 4th house can be shy around their crushes, and often they can get anxious when they are near them

🌃 - Gemini Venus/Venus in the 3rd house love to flirty and to make a good first impression to the people they like. I can't lie some of them are so cute while flirting that I can't take them serious 😭🫶🏼

🌃 - 10°, 22° degrees in a man's Ascendant chart can make him an gentleman, like that type of man who is very respectful, serious and polite

🌃 - 4°, 16°, 28° degrees on your ascendant, let me tell you that you have very beautiful eyes and people can often get lost in your eyes while they talk to you

🌃 - 9°, 21° degrees on your ascendant can make the native an very wild spirit, they love adventure and getting wild, they may also love to be in the wild places

🌃 - Mercury at Leo Degrees (5°, 17°, 29°) have a very lovely voice, they know how to talk politely enough to charm someone

🌃 - Based on my experience Cancer, Pisces and Libra and Aquarius placements tend to be more forgivable than others, like they would be the type of people who can give you a 2nd chance and will try to make you an better person

🌃 - Moon/South Node or Sun in the 9th house/ 12th house can indicate an person who's soul is very wise and energetic, they are "travelers in time or past". Meaning that they can have dreams about their past lives but aswell about their future

🌃 - Chiron aspecting the South Node can indicate wounds coming to you from your past life, possibly it can mean some things you didn't had time to heal in your past life

🌃 - You can feel lazy when Saturn is transiting your 1st or 6th house, esp if is transitioning your 6th house you can have depression moments often

- Ascendant persona chart short observations

🌃 • Venus in your 1st or 10th house in your ascendant persona chart can be an indicator of great beauty and good looking appearance

Jupiter in your 10th house in your ascendant persona chart can help you a lot with achieving your succes in career faster

Mercury in your 5th house in the asc persona chart can show an potential actor at voice dubbing or just tend to have a childish voice

Libra Asc in your asc persona chart gives you wonderful hair

Mars in your 8th house in your asc persona chart can indicate an person with high libido

Sun in the 1st house in your asc persona chart shows likable personality by people and appreciated for their character

- Hellooooo to all it is such a good day to post some Starchild Post 🌃 since is autumn now the stars can be seen more clearly in the sky (esp if you live in the north area of the earth)

🌃 The sky is beautiful so you are all who read this post today or in any other day, don't forget that you are beautiful no matter what 🌃

🌃 Have a great day to everyone reading my post

-Harmoonix 🌃🌃🌃

#astrology #astro observations #astro fyp #astrology fyp #birth chart #astrology observations #astro notes #placements #astro community #horoscope #zodiac #ascendant #venus #pluto #neptune #Mercury #persona chart

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joelmillerisapunk · 2 months

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Summary: you find comfort and care in the arms of an older lover, feeling safe and loved in their presence. and then he takes you around the world.

Warnings: 18+, age gap, daddy kink, soft/rich!daddy, unprotected p in v, oral m & f receiving, hair pulling, daddy!Joel's here to take care of you, lots of baby girl, baby, he's a pretty soft unconditionally caring daddy, he just wants to love and be loved. Each chapter/part is tagged accordingly.

Current Series Wordcount: 17,870

Ty @saradika-graphics for the divider

Playlist

♥︎ Who's your daddy?

♥︎ Bad habits

Travel Section:

★ Italy - Let go and let daddy

★ Greece - Lay your love on me

★ Greece 1.5 - S.O.S

★ ending - coming soon

#joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #joel miller #tlou fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfiction #joel miller x f!reader #pedro pascal #daddy!joel miller

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icyg4l · 27 days

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PAC: How Does Your Higher Self Define Womanhood?

Hello, beautiful people. Today marks the last post of the Women’s History Month series & one of two posts made today! I am excited to continue to create content for you guys. And I am even more grateful for the support I have received as of lately. Because of this, I will continue to post creative tarot readings. So, without further ado, please pick your pile.

Left-to-Right: (1-4)

Pile 1: Pile One, your story reminds me of the Miss Congeniality plot. Basically, Sandra Bullock plays a detective that goes undercover as a beauty pageant contestant. At first, she rejects the ideas of what it means to be a “girly girl” but eventually conforms to the standards. She viewed femininity as a sign of weakness and did not like being around other women because she felt that she had to prove herself to be tough. But she gained respect for the girls who worked in these pageants as she worked undercover because she began to acknowledge the hard work it takes to be in the pageants. By the end, she is closer to her womanhood. You have a similar story. I doubt that you’re a detective reading this but I feel as though you may have the tendency to thoroughly investigate any piece of information. To your higher self, womanhood means constantly being on the search for answers to placate the inner child wounds that lie within you. I feel like when you were younger, you may have been an outcast or a tomboy, maybe both. Because of this, you have set a lifelong quest to figure out what being a woman means to you whether it is intentional or not. Your higher self wants you to know that being a woman comes with all types of trauma, but remembering that you do not have to face it alone. You do not have to carry the burdens alone. You see, women are conditioned to be demure for the sake of keeping the peace but that’s not what works for you. Embrace the messy parts of yourself because if you don’t, life will get boring. Part of your mission is being aware of your multifaceted nature; reject conformity, embrace the abnormal, babe.

Cards Used: The Sun, 4 of Cups, 4 of Swords, 5 of Wands, Ace of Cups, The Magician, 5 of Cups, 3 of Cups, 3 of Swords.

Signs: Aquarius, Libra, Leo, Sagittarius.

extras: money getter. cash grabs. “low hanging fruit.” airhead. wallpaper. phineas and ferb. “sharon.” beetles. s.o.s. by rihanna. “tinge of an accent.” sweet. mirrors. coconut trees. hawaii. stubborn. radioactive.

Pile 2: Pile Two, there is a similar vibe that you have to Pile One, except I don’t think that you have problems with accepting your femininity. I think that you have problems with how masculines function in society. I am sensing a Lori Harvey type of energy here. This is likely related to the way that you operate when it comes to love. People tend to want to possess you so that they can show you off like a trophy. But your higher self wants you to know the difference between users and the genuine thing. I feel like you’ve developed this flighty persona to protect yourself from harm. While experiencing the many tribulations of womanhood, you have adopted the “flights over feelings” type of mindset. How has that been working out for you? No, really. Is it actually working or have you convinced yourself that it has. As a woman, your higher self thinks that womanhood is finding love in a loveless world. This isn’t necessarily about romance, but it’s just a mindset that you should adopt. It will save you from falling victim to the cycles of toxicity that plague society. It’s a cold world out here, babe but it doesn’t mean that you have to be as cold as the world. Part of your mission is forgiving yourself and those who hurt you so that you can see the beauty in the world. With this newfound sight of beauty, there comes true inner power.

Cards Used: The Devil, 7 of Discs (RX), 8 of Wands, The Hierophant, 3 of Swords, 3 of Cups, 10 of Discs, The Star, 10 of Cups (RX).

Signs: Capricorn, Cancer, Scorpio, Virgo.

extras: two can play that game. all about love by bell hooks. renegade. open arms. country music lover. tony montana. archer (2009). “logan.” phoenix rising. “marcus.” ashy. corny. cerebellum. stupendous.

Pile 3: Pile Three, your higher self defines womanhood as something that is both sweet and sour. It is something that she takes for granted but it is also something that she takes pride in. It’s a strength but also a weakness. I feel like I am talking to someone who has an ingenue/youthful spirit. I channeled the character Darla from The Little Rascals but I also channeled Charlotte from Princess and the Frog. You seem to be very in tune with your inner child and there is nothing wrong with that. Your inner child is heavily protected by the teenaged version of yourself, which seems very angry. These different versions of yourself often clash with one another, which can lead to bouts of depression and confusion. Your higher self is a woman who pours into herself through movement and self-expression. You need to channel these negative energies into creativity or else you will be stifled by your own thoughts. You honestly need to get out of your head. Your higher self feels as though there is a flip side to every coin that you get. For example, if you are having period pains, it may hurt but at least you’re not pregnant! Looking on the brighter side of life is how you can be closer to your higher self.

Cards Used: 5 of Swords, 6 of Swords, Page of Swords, Justice, 4 of Cups, Ace of Cups, Ace of Discs, 5 of Wands, The Hanged Man.

Signs: Leo, Pisces, Aries, Gemini.

extras: janet jackson. “i’m da man.” we will rock you. parties. diva. elle magazine. shapely. “how’d you figure?” honest answers only. maya angelou. glorilla. lola bunny. fatigue. body aches. deodorant. small bowls. annual. prayers. mark on the cheek. boot camp. “your highness.” shredded cheese. livelihood.

Pile 4: And last but not least, Pile Four. I feel like you are well sought after in the most lusty way possible. This has its perks, but lately, you feel like it has more cons than anything. I feel like you’re someone who always seems to feel isolated because of this. As a result, your higher self views womanhood as foreign. The amount of power that you hold as a woman is beyond explanation. There are so many ways that you can present yourself, Pile Four. I don’t think you have realized your true potential. Yes, you have gone through trauma because people assumed that you could handle the weight of the world but this means nothing to your spirit. Wake up! Don’t you realize how unique you are? Pile Four, womanhood can really only be defined by you, not by anyone else. The prioritization of yourself will help you make a name for yourself. You could be in your 20s, tired and just wanting a change. Well, your higher self wants you to know that change will come once you begin to change the narrative yourself. If you believe something about yourself that was told to you by someone else, then it means that you’re easily moldable. Being a woman means rising to the top even through the facings of opposition. You are a fighter. So the question is: when are you going to jump in the ring and fight for your sense of self, Pile Four.

Cards Used: Ace of Cups, Queen of Wands, 3 of Discs, Knight of Discs, Ten of Swords, 4 of Discs, The Hermit, Queen of Swords, 9 of Discs.

Signs: Gemini, Pisces, Cancer, Virgo.

extras: “tart.” “fresh out the shower.” burgundy. melons. net worth. SWer. dollar bills. illegal documents. molly. friendless. stoned. be your own boss. cake baker. sister, sister. wiseman. silly goose. fall. saturn.

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sayoneee · 4 months

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☆ MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

“i’ll send an S.O.S to the world” - the police (smau)

contains: travis stoll x aphrodite! reader. idiot (travis) in love. alt universe everyones happy. woc friendly as always

kashaf’s note: i'm still pirating the show, this ones for my book readers out there! for reference, connor is percabeth's age, while travis is yns age so um imagine

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connorstole worst brother ft. sister in law

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yn um whatchu mean by that

connorstole none of ur concern!

annabethhh Ok connor

connorstole annie ur such a boomer annabethhh what did i say about calling me annie. connorstole im running dw!

silenabeauregard HUH???

yn just as confused as u are.

travistole im ur only brother.

connorstole not true @ lukecastellan + @ chrisrodriguez exist

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travistole bf + worst brother ft. gf

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yn wheres ur gf all i see is me

travistole ur the gf obviously yn we’re not dating? 😭 connorstole and i thought i was slow yn u better run before i sic clarisse on u. connorstole im not the guilty party here so gl bro travistole semantics

lukecastellan she said yes? congrats bro ✊

yn no she didnt! lukecastellan 💀

cbeckendorf ay man

travistole my one and only 😘 cbeckendorf 💋 clarisse poor poor silena travistole me and charles r actually in love thank u very much. cbeckendorf silena my number 1 tho travistole two heart breaks in one day... how much more can a man take 😔

connorstole hurt people hurt people

travistole no bitches connorstole speak for urself

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yn girls night!

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travistole thats my girl 😍

yn travis stop telling people im ur gf 😭 travistole i cant believe my own girl dont love me 💔 yn u never asked me out??? clarisse 💀

silenabeauregard FAV SISTER

yn i love u

clarisse GIRLFRIEND

yn only ur gf 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 travistole 😕 yn 💀

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yn mf stole me flowers.

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travistole and u said chivalry is dead 😔🙏

yn it is. travistole nvm i agree w u babe clarisse walk him like a dog!

lukecastellan so she did say yes

yn not too much coming from u.

percyjackson @travistole CONGRATS

travistole 😁

connorstole this has to be fake

yn i wish it was travistole 😕

annabethhh another soldier down 😔

yn sry annabeth </3 i let u down

silenabeauregard FINALLY

yn HELLO??? @ cbeckendorf ??? silenabeauregard oh you're so dead. yn @ travistole heyyy bf come save me travistole omw gf 😍

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sabeedraws · 8 months

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'Cause tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut Sending S.O.S. from this tiny box And I lost all signal when I lifted off Now I'm stuck out here and the world forgot Can I please come down? Simple Plan - Astronaut

#thirteenth doctor #doctor who fanart #doctor who #sketchbook #jodie whittaker #dw #13th doctor #fanart #just some 13 feels hehe #dw fanart #coloring sketches feels rly good rn

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ireton · 1 year

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Christine Anderson member of European Parliament 🇪🇺 Sends Out An S.O.S. To The World.

#Christine Anderson #European Parliament #SOS

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humanoidhistory · 2 days

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Jack Gaughan's cover art for S.O.S. from Three Worlds by Murray Leinster, 1967.

#illustration #jack gaughan #cover art #sci-fi #science fiction #murray leinster #1967 #1960s

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fakescenariosbeforesleepblog · 9 days

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Kill me for mercy.

Ghost x reader (y/n)(codename: raven)

You made him promise you one thing, Ghost is a man of word but he never expected the day to keep this promise would arrive.

Warning: mentions of murder, torture, manipulation and as always spelling and grammatical errors. Pictures are not mine, credits to whoever they belong to.

I've been having trouble writing new stuff but I hope someone likes this.

You and him were good colleagues, it took him some time to trust you, but there you were being good friends, some others would say there was something else between you and him, an unspoken chemistry.

And they weren't wrong, you and him managed to keep it secret, around the base and during missions you and him were merely teammates, but things were different once you were out of the base, you weren't a couple, let's say you were more than friends, there was love and affection, dinner dates, movie nights, kisses and more.

Both decided to enjoy each other's company without involving your feelings more, there's no room for love, the risks and adversities of your jobs pushed you to take that decision.

Was one night when you asked him to make a promise, one hard to keep. It happened during a talk after a funny and pleasurable night.

-(...) But What if one day you have to make a choice between saving the world or saving me?

- Love, that's difficult to answer and depends on the context.

- Okay, umm what if there's something wrong with me that can put the world in danger, like... There's a bomb inside me or if I... have the key to start to create chaos. What would you do?

Simon observed you, he was thinking about what to answer while he was caressing your shoulder, running his finger through your side.

- I think we both know what is the right thing to do in that case, but I'm not sure if I would be capable of doing such a thing.

- You always talk about doing the right thing for the world, well, promise me if one day this time arrives, you will do the necessary, yes?

He doubted, he really thought about it, you didn't know how difficult it would be for him to keep this promise.

- I promise.

A few months later, he lost you during a mission. You were a pilot, a missile hit the plane.

- Captain, a missile is behind me, I repeat, me and my team are under attack...

- Raven? Raven, talk to us...

- Lt... We're falling, I repeat we're falling, we lost the right engine... Fuck!

«Communication lost.»

- Raven, Respond! Do you copy?

Static, pure static was all Simon and the others heard. Hours later an S.O.S message with coordinates arrived, but you weren't there, somehow you managed to save some of your teammates, but apparently you didn't make it, of course Ghost insisted on looking for you, a radio around the location where the team was found.

- Sir, I told you, Raven saved us but didn't leave the plane on time... Y/n didn't survive.

- And I'm telling you we have to find something, any trace.

The searching of your body, ashes or bones was useless, Simon refused to believe you were dead, he was sure you were alive, somewhere.

Meanwhile, you, in fact, were alive, badly wounded but alive, you lost your memory because of a hard hit in your head during your falling, you have flashbacks but nothing of that could tell you who you were before. The people who found you always said the same.

«You survived but your teammates abandoned you because of your injuries, we saved you.»

They saved you, but the price you paid was higher than you could imagine, they experimented with you, tortured you to make you forget those small flashbacks, your genetics were modified, they trained you under extreme conditions, you were a laboratory mouse. Lucky for you, you were the first successful Test subject, they wouldn't let you go easily though. They started to expose you to private contractors and companies, they needed investors to continue with this project full of new... Super soldiers.

Days became weeks, then months, years. Ghost never gave up, he went back to the location more times looking for clues, asked all the people who were there that day with you, always the same answers, nothing new. Just a miracle could give him what he wanted.

He still had dreams about you, just like you, you woke up with the memory of his eyes or his voice, of course you didn't know who he was or why you had those dreams, your current owners always told you he was the one who abandoned you, so eventually you started to believe in their lies.

It was Early in the morning for Ghost, he was exercising when Price appeared with his laptop on hand. Simon knew that look.

- We have to talk. Look what we found during an investigation. We infiltrated some of our men in a meeting with private contractors, and this happened.

It was a video, they were talking about soldiers genetically modified, apparently stronger and more resistant than anybody else, blah, blah, blah... Then, a person called "Soldier Zero" appeared, it looked like you, your eyes, the nose, the lips, it was you, you were alive but something was wrong, you have dead and cold eyes, your not listening to anybody else in the room except for one person at your side, he gives you orders and you make them.

«This is the solution, smart and strong soldiers thanks to the liquid solution that affects their DNA, they could fight against a polar bear and win without the help of weapons, you will never have to repeat orders or have problems with obedience, they're focused on your voices thanks to the microchip inside them that you can activate and deactivate whenever you want, this is the future ladies and gentlemen.»

The rest of the video is about your skills, stupid questions from the people in the meeting, until one finally made a good one.

«Is this soldier still having memories of the past?» «Yes, Short flashbacks, nothing that could represent a risk or a problem in battle but we're fixing that little details already.»

He paused the video, that was all he needed to know, you probably still remember no matter what, no matter who but there's a small probability that you can go back to normal. He simply handed the laptop back to Price and stood up.

- When will we go to pick up our Raven?

- Today, we found the location of the laboratory, get ready, we'll go to Siberia.

Simon was not excited, he was anxious, nervous, he was praying for you to recognize him, Hoping you could go back to who you were before, he was wondering how much did you suffer all this time.

You were in the middle of your routine checkup, taking your pills, talking with the medic.

- How's your sleep schedule?

- Is a mess, I still have those dreams... About that guy, I can't remember his name but he always talks to me, as if I was special for him.

- I'll increase your dose of sleeping pills, we've been talking about this, you're not Raven anymore, you're Zero, that man abandoned you, we found you, we're all you have now.

- I know... I was just...

You couldn't finish your phrase, the alarms were active.

«we're under attack! The soldiers, Put them to work!».

You were now focused on one thing, kill the enemy, that was your order, you were following your orders, but something was wrong with you, you weren't totally under the control of the chip inside you.

You were running through the corridors when someone pushed you, you hit the wall but you stood up rapidly, the man had a strange accent, a Scotland flag was adorning his chest.

- Raven? It is me, I'm Soap! Stop!

You can't stop yourself, something tells you he's not an enemy but still you're attacking him.

- I found Raven! I need someone to help me, I can't contain it alone, is fucking strong...! Come on Raven, stop, we're your friends!

- Copy, on the way.

Soap had you trapped between his legs and arms but he's getting tired, you're moving and trying to get yourself free.

- You and your friends left me here to die!

You said.

- What? No, Y/n, we've been looking for you, we never stopped to look for you, stop fighting...

Suddenly, a new memory was unblocked, this codename, Soap, memories of him and you shooting, fighting side to side, drinking beer, his laugh.

What is going on with you? Why are you attacking him if he's telling you he's your friend, he's there for you, why can't you stop? Then your brain forces you to attack, you somehow have the strength to stand up with him on your back, like a baby koala, then you hit him against a wall to let you free, it works, you feel afraid when you see him fainting and falling on the floor, but at the same time your feelings disappeared, you are ready to continue and finishing your job when a new person appears on your view, is tall, Corpulent and has a skull mask to hide his real face, you see his eyes, those eyes are familiar to you, you have seen them in your dreams.

- Y/n, it's me, I'm Ghost...

That Deep and raspy voice, the way he says your name, the images of your dreams are filling your brain, you're remembering the way he touched you, kissed you...

- what? What's going on? Who are you? What do you want from me? Wait... No, you're not my friend, you're the enemy.

You run to him and start to hit him, Simon wasn't expecting your new strength, those bloody bastards weren't lying, you have enough strength to fight with an animal, he doesn't want to hurt you, you're still the person he loves. Soap stands up and tries to help, both are trying to contain you, trying to make you understand they're your friends.

«ZERO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I SAID KILL THEM ALL! NOW, THEY ABANDONED YOU, REMEMBER?»

- Come on, Love, I know you're there, don't let them play with your mind, listen to me, we never stopped to look for you! Stop this now!

More soldiers are fighting against the Invaders, all of them are following orders but not you, you're struggling with the memories, you feel like there's someone else inside you trying to take control of your body. You're trying to stop yourself. Simon is watching the scene, you're talking alone, discussing and hitting yourself, you're suffering.

«No, they're here for me! I want to stop!» «No, my orders, I have to kill all of them!» «I want to stop! Let me go!!!» «Soap, Ghost...please» «I will kill y'all!»

Soap is observing from afar, he knows you're not going to be ok, even if they take you out of that place, even if they find the way to stop whatever is inside you, you're not going to be the same anymore, the damage is done.

- Lt. I'm sorry, but Y/n is not there anymore, we can't save Raven, let's go, the Cap and the rest need us.

- Go, I'll take care of y/n. I made a promise...

Ghost muttered.

- it's not going to come back!

- I KNOW! lemme keep my bloody promise Johnny! Get out of here, I'll finish this.

Soap froze, but don't question his lieutenant's order, he nods In silence and leaves. Ghost knows this is the only way to help you, the pain, the suffering, maybe the circumstances are not as you planted him time ago, but the decision of doing the right thing applies to this. You're not a risk for the world, not yet, but certainly, for him, you're his entire world, and if his world is its own danger and is suffering, he needs to put an end to it.

- Raven, Y/n, stop. Look at me love, look at me!

He somehow managed to have you between his arms, hugging, the familiar smell of his cologne and the warmth of his body, somehow is bringing you back and taking control of yourself just for a moment.

- You didn't abandon me, tell me you didn't...

- I never did it.

- Gh... Ghost... Kill me, have mercy on me, kill me for mercy.

The lump in Ghost's throat, his body feeling weak incapable of moving, he doesn't want to hurt you or kill you, but it's true, you're never going to be the same, you had suffering too much, he can feel how you're trying to keep yourself in control, you're fighting with your own body trying to not attack him, you're begging him over and over to ease the pain.

He lets you go off him, You're now with a knife walking in his direction, there's tears In your face. Ghost is ready to let you attack but also he has his own knife on hand too. It was quick, he took your knife before you could stab him, his body is pressed against yours but the blood in your clothes wasn't from him, it was yours, he slowly kneels down with you still against him, you exhaled, gasped and looked at him, touching his mask, you wanted to say something but then it was just silence. He never looked away, his eyes were fixed on you, he observed life escaping from your body, you were light as a feather, your face and lips were losing color, he pressed his forehead against yours with his eyes finally closed, whispering «i'm sorry, love, I'm sorry » and seconds later he stands up with your body in his arms, he kept his promise, he saved the world, his world, he promised himself to remember you as you were before all this mess, this was his new promise, to keep you in his heart, his memory wouldn't remember what happened to you, he would remember you as the sunshine that arrived to his life in the right time but left too soon.

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The Dirt (Your Version)

Summary: Meeting Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee was a coincidence. Being friends was a choice. But falling in love with them both was beyond your control.

A rewrite of The Dirt with all the highs and lows of Mötley Crüe from your perspective.

Pairings: Nikki Sixx x Reader, Tommy Lee x Reader, Nikki Sixx x Tommy Lee x Reader

Word Count: 3k

Trigger warning- aftermath of drug overdose, rehab (not in detail) I have also added another diary entry from Nikki Sixx's The Heroin Diaries. So, if you don't want to read it, just skip the part in italics that starts with '25th December 1987'

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Chapter 15- S.O.S.

Nikki was still asleep by the time you composed yourself and returned to his bedroom. He hadn't moved an inch and if it wasn't for the steady rise and fall of his chest, you would have thought he was dead.

You took a seat on the chair across the room after grabbing an acoustic guitar from the wall and began to strum away at the cords quietly trying to distract yourself.

Somewhere, far away, the phone rang but you didn't answer it.

"Hey, it's Nikki. I'm not home because I'm dead."

Tears blurred your vision all over again after hearing that while you continued to play the guitar. A few stray tears trickled down your face and fell onto the wooden instrument, but you ignored them and kept playing.

Nikki didn't wake up until late that night. You hadn't slept, too scared that if you closed your eyes then Nikki would be gone by the time you opened them again.

So, you kept yourself busy with the guitar trying to remember all the chords and passed time by teaching yourself how to play different Mötley songs with it.

"Merry Christmas Eve." Nikki's voice murmured weakly.

Your fingers froze against the strings as you looked up to find him watching you from the bed with a small smile spreading across his face.

"That's all you have to say to me?" You asked, raising your eyebrow at him.

The smile vanished from his face as quickly as it had appeared. Maybe that was a little harsh, but you had spent hours sitting here alone with your thoughts and wanted to kill him for what he did to himself.

"You told me that you had this under control." You began to say, leaning the guitar against the side of the chair before getting up and pacing the bedroom.

Nikki tracked your movements with his eyes but remained silent while you paced trying to calm your anger and emotion knowing it wasn't going to do anybody any good if you lost it.

"The whole fucking world thought you were dead. I thought you were dead!" Your voice cracked and caught in your throat, tears threatening to spill from your eyes once again. "Is that all you have to say to me?"

You turned to look at the bassist to find his own eyes now swimming with unshed tears.

"I... I need help."

Those three words were all you needed to hear.

Nikki broke down and admitted for the first time in his entire life that he couldn't control his addiction. He needed help, and he couldn't do it alone.

You called the rest of the band and organised for them to come to Nikki's house the day after Christmas for a meeting. None of them asked any specific questions but knew it had to do with the overdose.

You spent Christmas Eve in Nikki's spare bedroom too afraid to go back home and leave the bassist alone in his house in fear of him shooting up again. Just because you confiscated all his drugs didn't mean the rockstar couldn't easily call his dealer and organise for more to be delivered.

So, you spent the night at Nikki's after calling Vince and explaining the situation. You felt bad for not being there Christmas morning to see Skylar open her presents but promised to make it up to her later.

You woke up to Nikki knocking on your bedroom door Christmas morning. He looked a thousand times better as he leant against the doorframe with a small smile on his face. He had light back in his eyes and a hop in his step like he used to. You weren't sure what had happened overnight, but he seemed like an entirely different person and full of life today.

Sure, he was still skinny and pale, but seemed ready to get his life back on track.

You showered in his ensuite because the bathroom downstairs was under renovations. Nikki had given you a clean shirt of his to change into. It was a red oversized t-shirt that said 'GOD SMOKES CRACK' in white bald letters. He had dozens of plain black shirts but of course he gave you this one.

Adjusting the shirt around your body, you walked out the ensuite to find his bedroom empty but could smell coffee coming from downstairs.

His leather-bound notebook, however, was now sitting on his nightstand and it was opened with a new page on full display.

You hesitated in the doorway of his ensuite as you glanced at the half open bedroom door before looking back at the diary. Did he leave it open on purpose? Were you meant to see it?

Well, you've already read the worst of it. One more page couldn't hurt, right?

'December 25th 1987 Christmas morning, Van Nuys, 9:30am

Good morning and Merry Christmas. I've decided to put this diary away and start a new one... with a new day upon us I feel hopeful. Life, I think, has somehow taken a turn for the better.

I don't know how I survived the last year but I know there has to be a reason. Today for the first time ever I don't care about the outcome or the whys and when's. I just wanna live. I woke up happy. I can't believe it. I didn't wake up with my head screaming and my instincts telling me to run and hide inside a needle or inside a coffin, whichever came first... as long as I became numb or better yet dead... I want to live and I don't know why.

Hey... why ask why... I'm going to go wake Y/N up and tell her 'Merry Christmas.' She stayed the night and has helped me more than I can ever thank her for. Princess, if you're reading this... (I know you read the last page because that water droplet wasn't there last I recall, although I was high as fuck, so hey, maybe it was). But on the off chance that you're reading this, thank you. I don't deserve you, but I'm forever grateful for your help because without you... I probably wouldn't be here.

Merry Christmas.'

Tears of relief flooded your eyes and you let out a small shaky exhale that you hadn't realised you were holding in. From this new diary entry compared to his previous one, Nikki had turned a new leaf and was ready to get help. That was the best Christmas present you could have asked for.

You went downstairs and found the bassist standing in the kitchen making two cups of coffee. He tilted his head up hearing your footsteps and smiled softly seeing you wearing his shirt as a dress. His smile faded a little when he noticed the tears in your eyes but before he could say anything, you walked straight over and wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug.

"Whoa, what... oh." Nikki gasped looking down at you quickly realising that you had read the diary entry.

He slowly snaked his arms around your back and held you against his chest tightly. He didn't say anything, but he didn't need to. Silent tears trickled down your face and you closed your eyes utterly relieved that Nikki was still alive.

The following day you held a meeting in Nikki's living room with the band. They looked pathetic sitting together hungover on the couch after Christmas. There was Nikki, who had died. Tommy who was apparently getting loaded and fighting with his wife. Vince, who was completely out of control with drugs and alcohol. And Mick, who basically woke up every morning and drank until he passed out.

You straight out told them that they needed to go to rehab, yourself included because although you didn't drink like they did, you still drunk more than you should and knew you needed to stop.

Nikki to your surprise admitted aloud to the guys that he needed the help. Tommy who did anything Nikki did, said he was in, of course. Vince, your stupid stubborn and in denial brother, reluctantly agreed and Mick just gave you a funny look but didn't try and argue.

So, that was it.

Mötley Crüe were going to rehab.

Rehab was hard. There was no sugarcoating that. It had its ups and downs but after a year of brutal recovery, Mötley Crüe were back. And they were clean.

Nikki didn't have anyone when he came out of the rehab centre, so he spent more and more time at your cottage by the sea. He was lonely. His old friends didn't want to know him now that he was sober, so he came to you.

Nikki was able to survive the addiction. He was able to come out the other side and you were there for him every step of the way.

Tommy was having problems with his marriage. Heather was always away for her career and when she was home, they would be constantly arguing. So, the drummer spent a lot of time at your house as well to get away from that.

The three of you never dared to cross the line of being more than just friends again despite all the time the Terror Twins spent at your house. You guys had done that before and it ended horribly.

Nikki would sit out on the porch swing overlooking the ocean and write songs for the new album the band was working on. You and Tommy would help where you could, but really, Nikki was the brains behind everything.

The experiences of the last year had given him more than enough material, with his near-death overdose inspiring the song, Kickstart My Heart.

The band all helped with the album, discussing and changing things until everyone was happy. Together you wrote what you thought could be the best album yet.

"So rad, dude. So fucking rad!" Tommy exclaimed banging his head along to Vince singing in the recording studio.

You smiled, kicking your boots up on the control panel being mindful not to press any buttons while you watched your brother through the glass as he sang into the microphone.

"It's like we never recorded before." Tommy continued to say.

You reached over and grabbed your glass of juice sipping it through the straw while humming to your brothers tune.

"I mean, I've been on something every day since I was, like, 11 years old. I didn't used to be able to feel anything, but now I can feel everything. Like that is just painful." Nikki winced at your brothers tune before reaching over and pressing the intercom button. "Hey, Vinnie. Let's go again, buddy. Just wasn't your best, okay?"

Your brother turned to glare at the bassist through the glass.

"I'm just tired of singing the same thing ten times in a row when it was fucking fine the first time."

"Vince, this album is gonna be great, so let's just hang in there, buddy."

Your brother rolled his eyes, "now you're sober, you're a perfectionist too. Is that it?"

Nikki released the intercom button so Vince couldn't hear him say, "yep."

You smirked and Vince looked over at you, but you just gave your brother a reassuring thumbs up and he sighed.

"Roll the goddamn tape." He ordered.

You leant forward and started the tape from the start, the music to Same Ol' Situation replaying for what felt like the millionth time.

"He'll get it, boys. He'll get it." You insisted, glancing over at Mick, Tommy and Nikki who all nodded as Vince began singing.

"She's got an alligator bag Top hat to match Dressed in black on black."

"Better." Nikki observed.

"She's got a Filipino girlie she claims is a friend I tell you boys, you just gotta laugh."

"Go, Vinnie!" Tommy cheered, him and Nikki throwing their hands in the air forming devil horns.

Vince grinned flipping them both off through the glass while he continued to sing into the microphone perfectly.

Mötley Crüe had to learn how to record music sober without any drugs or alcohol. And they did it. They fucking nailed it.

With Dr. Feelgood, Mötley Crüe got their first number one album.

"It's the same ol', same ol' situation." You sang at a stadium in Sydney, Australia.

Unhooking the microphone from the pole, you jogged around to the back of Tommys drum set taking the stairs two at a time until you leant over behind him with the microphone in your hand.

Tommy grinned, leaning his shirtless, sweaty and now tattooed bare back against you while keeping up the perfect rhythm on the drums before you sung your lines together through the microphone.

The crowd always went nuts whenever you interacted with the guys during shows, so you took it in your stride and danced around the stage, moving over to Mick and letting him use your microphone instead of his own for the next part.

The older man smiled ever so slightly as you banged your head to the beat while singing together before you jogged back across the stage and jumped onto the speaker box beside Nikki.

The bassist looked over at you, his smoky eyes alight with joy and adrenaline before you slowly danced lower and lower until you were practically kneeling on top of the large speaker. Nikki shifted closer to you strumming away at his bass before bending his leg and putting his boot up on the speaker next to your body.

You never rehearsed what you were going to do on stage with the guys. They were all happy to just wing it and let you do whatever you wanted. As long as you sung at the right times, they didn't mind and would go along with anything.

Elektra had suggested for Mötley to get more female backup singers for the Dr. Feelgood tour. They said something about needing more beautiful women on stage to entice the crowd. They forced the band to sit through auditions with dozens of young women listening to them sing and dance while wearing tight, revealing clothing.

Sure, some of the women had skill. And yeah, maybe it would be good to have more backup singers, but to your surprise, all the guys flat out refused and said no to every single woman who auditioned.

Vince, Nikki, Tommy and Mick joined forces as a united front and confronted Elektra together. They straight up told them that you were the only backup singer Mötley Crüe ever needed.

You were their Mötley Crüe girl. You were the only Motley Girl.

Nikki stuck his tongue out at the crowd, playing a rather fast tune on the bass while you leant against his knee and sung your lines through the microphone in front of the Australian fans.

Once Nikki had a short break between chords, he held his hand out which you gratefully took, and he helped you jump down from the speaker box safely back onto the stage.

You jogged over to your microphone pole and secured the microphone back into it and planned to sing the next part by your designated spot but then Vince was waving you over to the very front of the stage.

Your brother was grinning like the devil, and you grinned right back and jogged over to him. Then, he wrapped his arm around your shoulder ready to share the microphone and you faced the audience and-

There was this thing that happened sometimes when Mötley Crüe played. If they were locked in, if they were in the pocket, then it was like they were summoning a gale-force wind or a tornado or a fucking hurricane. Something massive and primal, a force of nature. But that terrifying power never overwhelmed Mötley Crüe. It picked them up, carried them and the band rode that power until the final note died into silence.

And tonight- tonight was a hurricane night. You could sense it from the first crash of Tommy’s drums, marching Mötley Crüe into the jaws of ‘Same Ol’ Situation’, and when the guitar and bass came in, you lost yourself in the music.

Vince began to clap his hands above his head to the beat of Tommy’s drums and you did the same enthusiastically before the entire crowd mimicked within seconds.

"Alright, me, the boys and my sister are gonna do some rock-n-roll. C'mon now!" Vince shouted into the microphone before stepping back and grabbing the guitar that was slung over his shoulder.

You smirked at the change up to the lyrics just as Nikki and Mick both came to the front of stage and the three of them began to play their strings in tune with one another. Tommy was at your back, beating out a rhythm that drove you all forward and you grabbed the microphone pole doing Vince’s signature move holding it like a guitar while copying the guys as the crowd cheered.

Once Vince’s part was done on the guitar, he let it hang from the strap before reaching for the microphone pole you were still holding. He slipped the microphone free and held it up for you both to use as you sang together.

"It's the same ol', same ol' situation It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain Girl, it's the same ol', same ol' situation."

Vince was a showman. He loved performing and putting on a show for everyone. This is what your brother was born to do, and you were so happy to be able to do it with him.

By the end of the last song, Tommy jumped down from his drum set and wrapped his arm around your shoulder like Vince was, Nikki threw his arm over Tommy's and pulled Mick into his side. The five of you bowed together in sync for the crowd as the lights behind you erupted and the Aussie fans cheered so loudly it made your ears ring.

Mötley Crüe had made it to the fucking top.

But the only direction to go now was down.

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A/N: Happy late birthday to Vince Neil!!!

To those still reading, I hope you are enjoying this story and I promise the next chapter will be up in a couple days. Until then, stay safe and have a great day xx

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