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word-scribbless · 3 years

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Different

I know I have requests to write but this one has been sitting in my drafts and I wanted to finally post it!

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Summary: When Hollis man tries to throw a wrench in things Gibbs reminisces about what makes Y/N so different.

TW: mentions of miscarriage, family death and domestic violence

Italics are flashbacks

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Hollis Mann had come to help NCIS on a case of a missing Army luitenent and a missing marine gunnery Sargent. Y/N was also at NCIS from the FBI, helping profile suspects. This made for an interesting situation for Gibbs. Hollis his ex and Y/N his current girlfriend. It wasn’t uncommon for Y/N to work cases with Gibbs’ team, but she had yet to work one that envolved an ex. A streak he wasn’t too thrilled to have end.

Things were pretty civil, y/n knew he dated someone from Army CID, but didn’t remember her name right away. when Y/N arrived the team was in the squad room, working at their desks, she came and sat in Gibbs chair, asking what they had. When noone warned her of the impending doom of that decision , Hollis knew this woman and Gibbs were dating. She couldn’t help but be jealous. This jealousy only multiplied when she saw y/n kiss Gibbs cheek later that day when she thought no one was looking.

With the way Mann was acting, and a few comments from Tony, Y/N quickly put two and two together and realized that Hollis was THAT lieutenant colonel. Y/N was nothing but nice, not petty and jealous the way Hollis felt. Gibbs wasn’t nervous for their relationship, things were good with him and Y/N. He just wasn’t sure how Hollis would act. He knew y/N could handle herself though, so there wasn’t much to worry about.

Overall, things went pretty smoothly, that is until Hollis ‘let something slip’ about Shannon and Kelly, and clearly made a big deal out of ‘apologizing’ and assuming y/n didn’t know.

Gibbs was pissed because he could tell her intentions were to hurt Y/N. She was hurt when she found out during a cause, so she must have thought she could do the same to his current girlfriend. Gibbs wanted to tell her off, not because she messed up his relationship, or hurt Y/N, but because it was her intention to.

Y/N caught up with Jethto when he stormed out of the room after DiNozzo quickly changed the subject back to the case.

“Relax baby.” She said as she caught him by the steps, using the nickname she knew he secretly loved.

“She did that to hurt you.” He seethed, and Y/N slyly took his hand on the side where the team couldn’t see.

“But I’m not hurt.” She assured him. “You’re a catch J, I’m sure it’s not easy to get over you.”

“You think so?” He smirked at her, and she felt the tension leave his body.

“Mhm, but I really don’t plan on finding out anytime soon.” She smiled and settled for running her thumb over his fingers since she couldn’t kiss him and he squeezed her hand in understanding.

“Good to know.” He smirked. ”now get back to profiling and I’ll check in with Abby.

“Yes sir” she smiled and looked around before kissed his cheek quickly and heading back to the bull pen.

On the way down to abby’s lab he begins to think about the beginning of their relationship and how he and Y/N came to be.

Y/N and Gibbs had Worked together a few times, they had made a habit of going to get dinner after cases wrapped.

It felt like they were on the same page feelings wise but she was never sure. One night she got up her courage to bring it up.

“Gibbs,”

“Hmm”

“Are we on a date?”

He Smirked at her and took her hand

“Was kinda hoping you’d catch on.”

“Could of just asked” she smiled back. He rolled his eyes playfully and asked

“Y/N will you go on a date with me?”

“Sure how’s right now?” She giggled.

Before he could get to the lab Hollis caught him and pulled him into a near by conference room.

“I didn’t mean to mess things up by telling Y/N about Shannon and Kelly.” He could tell she was trying really hard to mean it, but wouldn’t truly be wracked with guilt if she had messed things up.

“She already knew Holl.” He admitted, trying to remember what y/n said about not being angry with her.

“You told her?” She questions surprised.

He sighed and nodded. This was not a conversation he wanted to have today.

“What’s so different about her?” She asked,

“Hollis.” He responded.

He could never answer that question simply. Truthfully, everything was different about her. She was just Y/N, his Y/N.

“I’m sorry, I guess I just never thought someone would crack you.” She smiled.

“Yeah well.” He smiled back, thinking of Y/N.

She would say she didn’t crack him, she just speaks Gibbs, or something silly like that. She never wanted him to feel like she was changing him.

“You love her” she said shocked.

“Hollis” he warned again.

“Have you told her?”

“She knows” he grunted.

“Yeah but have you told her.”

“Hollis”

“Tell her Gibbs” she said and he was thinking of a comeback when there was a knock on the door. Y/N poked her head in the room.

“Hey, I’m sorry to interrupt, but the director needs you in MTAC Gibbs” He didn’t know how she knew where they were, but god was he glad she did.

In the elevator Gibbs thought about why it’s so easy to trust and love Y/N. He thought back to the first time he told her about Shannon and kelly.

A few dates in she sensed he was struggling with something. It had been the anniversary of Shannon and Kelly’s deaths.

“J, I know you hate talking about things but,” she said carefully after dinner at his house.

“If you want to be my girlfriend then you are.” He grunted back taking her hand, assuming that’s where she was going.

“Oh!” She was shocked and had no idea what to say.

“You don’t want to be?”

“No, I do! I absolutely do” she corrected. “but that isn’t what I was going to bring up.”

“Oh then go on.” He chuckled.

“No we can talk about it another time, so I’m your girlfriend?” She smiled.

“Yup”

“Cool!”

“Cool?” He teased.

“Yeah cool!”

Gibbs chuckled and put an arm around her. “so what did you want to know?.”

“Another time-“ she started but was cut off by Gibbs.

“If it’s on your mind I wanna know”

“I-“

“Y/N” He insisted

“I’m a profiler”

“I know this” he said sarcastically.

“Right so I pick up on things and I pick up on things easiest when I have experienced the same type of thing.” She said and sighed at his raised eyebrow.

“English?”

She huffed a nervous laugh and continued.

“Okay I’ll just say it. I can tell you’ve suffered a big loss, probably family, a wife or a child. I know you probably don’t want to talk about it because you’ve been forthcoming about your ex wives and not ever about a loss so it’s clearly something personal.” She stopped and squeezed his hand. “And I hate talking about my loss, I also hate talking about my ex husband so you’re better at this communication thing than me.”

Gibbs scoffed “no one has ever told me that before.”

She smiled. “I just want you to know that however you process, however you grieve, I don’t want to change that. I just want you to know that I’m happy to be a part of it, lean on me like I want to lean on you. I won’t pry, or expect you to be over it, but if you loved them then they’re important to me.” She sighed again. “It just, felt wrong kind of knowing with out telling you. I know I don’t really know, just profiled but still.”

“My wife and daughter, they were killed. My wife saw a member of a drug cartel murder a man and was going to testify. Her protective detail was shot in the head while driving them and the crash killed them.” She breathed out and Gibbs winced waiting for the inevitable‘I’m sorry’ that he never knew what to do with but it never came. She just held his hand and nodded.

“I never tell anyone. They died, I shouldn’t dwell on it. But all my marriages failed because I wanted it back and I couldn’t let them go.”

She shook her head and nuzzled closer to him

“As much as we want to ignore it and hope the pain goes away, we still love them. That doesn’t mean we can’t love someone new, but that old love doesn’t just go away. I’d like to know more about them if you ever feel like sharing them with someone, but you don’t have to.”

He nodded and squeezed her hand then looked at her expectatntly. She noticed the tears in the corner of his eyes and was sure hers looked similar.

“My turn?”

Gibbs nodded.

“Ryan, my first husband. Killed on deployment a year into our marriage. I miscarried from the stress a few months later.” Gibbs pulled her closer into him wrapping his arms around her.

“He’d like you, you’re strong and protective, and you challenge me. He always said I needed someone challenging around to keep me honest.” She chuckled. “I- I didn’t want to date for the longest time after he died.. All my friends said I needed to move on, get out there again after a few years but I wasn’t ready so I picked people that would never work, people that were the exact opposite of him, of what I deserved. Then I married one of them. He ended up in jail, I ended up in the hospital.” Gibbs soft face turned to anger.

“Relax, he was killed in a prison fight 5 years ago.”

“Good” he said and she felt his body relax a bit.

“I stopped dating after that, until I met you.”

Gibbs smiled.

“The truth is, if you want to be in my life, Ryan’s part of it. Just like Shannon and Kelly are part of yours, and mine if you let me stick around. Which I’d like to”

He nodded And she readied herself for goodbye.

“Have any pictures?”

“Of Ryan?”

He nodded and she smiled.

“Yeah in my wallet, that mean you want me to stick around?

He nodded and she went to get her bag. She pulled out a picture and began to tell him about their first date, their lives, and why she thought Ryan would be happy that she was spending time with jethro.

Gibbs smiled and told her he’d be right back.

He returned with a box and pulled out an old scrap book that’s only ever seen the light of day when he’s particularly missing his family. He never thought he’d show someone else. But he also never thought he’d meet someone like Y/N.

“What’s this? She asked as he handed it to her.

“This is my turn.”

“Jethro.” She said as she opened it and realized it was pictures of Shannon and Kelly. She closed it again”we don’t have to.”

“I want to. They’d love you.”

She smiled and patted the spot next to her.

Back in the conference room, Y/N lingered with Hollis, knowing she needed to face her head on.

“He didn’t tell you about rule 6?” Hollis asked, still a bit of chill to her voice. Looking like she wasn’t quite ready to give up the hurt feeling just yet.

“He did, but I have rules of my own.” Y/N smiled trying to ease the tension.

“Is one of them not listening to his rules?”

She chuckled.

“Exactly.” She laughed “No I agree with some of them, but not the ones that go against the rules of being a civil human. It’s charming on him somehow... but it’s not a good look for me.”

She joked and eased a bit when Hollis smiled.

“Does that mean you’ll accept my apology?”

“I would, but there is no need for it.”

“There is, the way I acted was petty and uncalled for.” Hollis sighed, causing Y/N to nod.

“Maybe, but I understand.”

“Ugh why do you have to be likable?”

Y/N laughed with Hollis and relaxed a little. “Sorry, do you want me to say something mean? Or at least like scowl a little?”

“It would make me feel a little less guilty.” She smiled, but y/n could see the honesty in her eyes.

“Don’t feel guilty. I’m not running, I’m not upset. He’s a tough nut to crack. I get it. I didn’t know that he and you had history until your reaction, if I’d known I would have been more discreet, I never meant to rub your face in anything.” Y/N assured her

“You didn’t know?”

“Well I’d heard your name, you know tony.” The both huffed laughs “but jethro is, well you know.”

“That doesn’t upset you?” Hollis wondered

“Not really, I mean I’m a profiler so I have a leg up but he’ll tell me things when he’s ready.”

“You’re much more patient than me.”

“Not always, I just, I know what it’s like to lose someone and not know how to let them go.”

“Ah that’s how you’re different.”

“I’d like to think there’s other things he sees in me, but yes that’s a big difference.” She nodded.

“Hey, Y/N/N need your help. Hollis, DiNozzo has a statement to go over with you.”

They both nodded and followed Gibbs into the hall.

Gibbs pointed Hollis to the conference room where tony was.

“Hey come here” he led y/n to the elevator and paused it.

“Jethro what’s wrong?”

He grabbed her face and kissed her.

“There is way more I see in you.” He whispered against her lips.

“You heard me?”

“I did”

“Spy” she joked with a smile as she pulled him back in.

“You were too nice to her.” He grunted.

“I couldn’t be mean. I’d be bitter if I lost a man like you.”

“Mmm cause I’m such a good kisser?”

“Mhm among other things.”

“Yeah, I’m good at that too.”

“You’re a lot more than just good in bed Jethro.” Y/N said softly. “Not that you’re not excellent at that too.”

Gibbs laughed and kissed her head then looked seriously at Y/N.

“You know I care about you right?” Gibbs asked almost shyly. Y/N froze at his tone, she’d never heard him sound so insecure.

“Of course I do.” She cupped his face.

“Y/N love is a hard word for me-“

“Jethro, you don’t need to say it, I know how you feel. You show me every single day.” Y/N moved his face to look in her eyes.

“You deserve to hear it Y/N.” He huffed.

“What I deserve is to be loved and love. I think I have that Jethro.”

“You do.” He whispered and pulled her lips to his. “You do.”

“Good, now that that’s settled. Let’s go close this case huh?” He smiled at her words.

“Y/N” he said pulling her back from the switch. “I love you.” He said with confidence but she could tell it took everything he had to say it out loud.

She smiled as turned around, wrapping him in a hug. She hid her face against him. “I know you do baby. I love you too, So much!.”

He pulled her face up and looked into her eyes. all she could see was love as he leaned in to kiss her. She forgot where they were as he wrapped his arms around her and dipped his tongue in her mouth. He slowly pulled away and kissed her head.

“Okay, you ready now?”

“To go home? Yes.” She whispered, voice shakey from the kiss.

He smirked his classic Gibbs smirk and shook his head “to solve the case.”

“Oh that, yeah okay.” She said with a smile that he couldn’t help but love.

He knew she was it for him right then and there. He’d known for a while but never truly admitted it to himself. Yes he sucked at marriage and she didn’t have a great experience either. No matter what though, he knew she was it for him. He had only truly loved Shannon and Kelly before he met her, but he knew that both of them would have loved Y/N as much as he did and been proud of him for falling in love again.

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ripsofthetmnt · 3 years

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depending on your knowledge of opera, you may have noticed how in season 1, episode 17 of rottmnt, "The Evil League of Mutants", the patter song baron draxum and his gargoyles sing when explaining their history with the turtles is very much a variation of the musical number from the 19th century comic opera, “The Pirates of Penzance”.

for comparison, heres George Baker singing the Major-General's Song with the D'Oyly Carte Opera Company, conducted by Malcolm Sargent in 1929. who do you think sings it better, George or Draxum?

source: x

lyrics in cut:

I am the very model of a modern Major-Gineral, I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral, I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical; I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical, I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical, About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news, With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse. I'm very good at integral and differential calculus; I know the scientific names of beings animalculous: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-Gineral. I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's; I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox, I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus, In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous; I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies, I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes! Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore, And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore. Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform, And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-Gineral. In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin", When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a javelin, When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at, And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat", When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery, When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery – In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy – You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee. For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury, Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century; But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-Gineral.

#rottmnt #tmnt #audio #music #baron draxum #allusions and references

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aboyandhisstarship · 4 years

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Humans are weird: and old idea/ Emily

9 years ago:

Will adjusted the tie on his dress uniform as Corbin said “relax Gunnery Sargent.”

Will shook his head “sorry ma’am, I guess I’m still not used to being brought before the brass, for whatever this pitch is.”

Corbin grinned “spoilers but you won’t be the last one….”

The door opened and Will asked “the last of what?!”

Present day:

Corbin was still wearing her prison jumpsuit as the Verkian looked at her saying “so you are the one huh?”

Corbin crossed her arms “who I am is well documented, but what about you?”

The Verkian flexed a tentacle “my apologies, no names…I’m sure you understand, but I am aware that human’s need something to call an individual…you can call me Ahab.”

Corbin blinked “Moby dick?”

Ahab waved a tentacle “a riveting read, I found myself seeing a little something in Ahab, seeing as we both were after a goal that seems unattainable, something I’m sure you are quite familiar with.”

Ahab gestured for her to sit and she did asking “oh?”

Ahab nodded “you and I both wish to enhance our society’s, only to pushed to the side by those who lack vision, you, well the results speak for themselves, are you aware that the Verkian’s once did a simulation to determine who much of its defense force it would take to take out your Centurion?”

Corbin shook her head her face betraying her curiosity, Ahab flexed again saying “indeed, now of course as you may or may not be aware Verkian defense are largely robotic in nature…so of course they gave themselves some padding, a numbers advantage of about 10:000-1….and we lost hard, I mean he whipped the floor with us in less than 12 human hours, so they tried to run it again, this time not giving him his power suit, this time it took 18 hours.”

Corbin smiled “I did my job well.”

Ahab nodded “indeed you did and of course the humans betrayed you for it, a tragedy.”

Corbin countered “you said that we were similar, that we both tried to change our people only to rejected, care to share.”

Ahab nodded “I guess fair is fair, as I’m sure you know Verkia is scientifically minded, to a degree that is….unfortunate, you see my talents lay outside of science…I’m a business man, and a good one…and for a while I was doing very well, I had a force researching what they pleased, I was hired to work on cures for other planets, I was in everything from shipping to mining, with the finest R and D team in the galaxy, it was getting to the point that the Council was losing power, so they exiled me.”

Corbin blinked “if that is the story then why did you break me out…what is the end game?”

Ahab smiled “I think the reason why I broke you out is quite obvious, there is only one reason anyone would after all, and of course the end game ties into that fact…since the council will never change I need to become the…how do you human’s say…east wind…”

9 years ago:

Corbin explained “as some of you are aware, they were unexpected side effects to the biological enhancement, members of project centurion went through, and I think we have a solution…children.”

Will eyes went wide as she explained “my team thinks that preforming the enhancement’s earlier is the only chance we have of ensuring long term survivability of the project volunteers, due to the genetic requirements for the enhancements to not instantly kill the subject, our pool is small, our best bet are orphans 6 years old, who lost their parents due to an external threat of some kind…we “adopt them” as one of our own, enhance them let them get used to their new bodies, by the time they 10 years old they should be combat capable able.”

The entire room sat in stunned silence as Corbin said “questions”

Present day, Office of Naval intelligence, Titan:

The Prime minster entered the briefing room and the Officers around the table went to stand up but she said “as you were, what do we know?” Sitting on the end of the table

One of the officer s said “ma’am, 7 hours ago, a large group of ships belonging to the pirate group Void Dagger attacked The Prison on Omega 3, we now believe it was a distraction play, as while orbital defensives quickly engaged and destroyed the hostile force, a small craft managed to slip in and break out Vanessa Corbin.”

The Prime Minster exhaled “then we have a problem, do we think she arranged this for herself?”

Another officer shook her head “one of the pirate crew we captured said they were hired by an account number that traced back to a dummy corporation on Kalbus, she was arrested before any kind of trade treaty with the Kalbur was established and it is unlikely she would have the funds to support this kind of operation even if she was around for it.”

The Prime Minster “so we are looking at an outside force, who?”

A man in a suit said “we are working the short list ma’am, but we are more concerned about what they broke her out to do….as you recall shortly before she was arrested she proposed a plan to carry on the super soldier program.”

Prime Minster groaned “which is bad news….for all of our allies…ok let the GTO discreetly into the loop, we don’t want to cause a panic, and figure out who broke her out, as of right now, you all have the nod, we can’t let what she knows fall into hostile hands, if capture is non-viable, kill her.”

9 nine years ago:

Corbin shoved the cigarette between her Lips grumbling “fools, no vision…no desire to make the hard choices.” She leaned on the railing overlooking the water as Will leaned next to her a Ginger Ale in his hand he asked “Ma’am, were you serious about that pitch?”

Corbin held out the pack of Cigarette’s to him which he declined saying “stuff’s not good for you ma’am.”

Corbin snorted “Gunny, you could smoke 18 packs of these a day and not even be slowed down, your lungs fix themselves faster than you can damage them.”

Will chuckled “if it’s all the same to you ma’am, I will pass.” Taking a sip of his ginger ale

Corbin shook her head “what a boy scout…Well Gunny I tried…but I guess we are not ready for the next step.”

Will shake his head “next step, Ma’am…listen to yourself kids….Children!”

Corbin said “you were a kid when you joined?”

Will laughed “I’m a well-documented idiot, also I chose this…those kids….”

Corbin laughed “you not a fool Gunny, you’re a survivor…and eventually you well be the last one….”

Will blinked “ma’am?”

Corbin glanced at her watch “well my time is almost up, by now they likely have figured out that I knew.”

Will asked “knew? Knew what?”

Corbin laughed “don’t play dumb with me Gunny, you and I both know you suspected something was up…there dying…except you, eventually you were going to out two and two together.”

Will head fell “they are dying aren’t they?”

Corbin nodded coldly “yep” pooping the p adding “Within the decade you will be the last, hmmm I wonder if they will execute me, after all I did kill 499 people.”

Will dropped his drink “you knew?”

Before Corbin could answer two MP’s approached her weapons drawn, she put out her cigarette saying “Gentlemen, what took you so long?”

Present day, Harvest Human Colony:

Corbin walked the streets the girl next to her said “Miss?”

Corbin smiled “you can call me Vanessa, Emily.”

Emily nodded “Ok Vanessa, SO what kind of work am I doing for SICON?”

Vanessa smiled “you little one, you’re going to be saving the galaxy.”

The pair step aboard the waiting ship as it took off.

#Humans are weird #duh duh duh #Ahab the alien #Vanessa Corbin #it's coming to a head

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whitewall660 · 4 years

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THE YOUNG MARINE AND THE START OF IT ALL, THE BARE BACKING BULGING MUSKY FUCK

M.A.R.I.N.E. - MUSCLES ARE REQUIRED INTELLIGENCE NON ESSENTIAL

The young Marine thought there was something odd about the Starbucks and its location overseas, in a desert in the middle of absolutely nowhere that was only there for the Marines on the base and no one else, but he was told by his Gunnery Sergeant to go and ask for and drink a specific coffee called a “TRIPLE B MUSK” and then report back to the Gunnery Sergeant at the private quarters for superiors.

The young Marine joined the Que at Starbucks where he noticed one of the guys in the queue was absolutely butt fucking naked with the exception of his boots and a semi-hard on sticking outwards at half mast, he had a good few tattoos and what looked like a sun burnt set of butt cheeks, but given the heat of the sun it wasn't unusual to see Marines walking around like this semi to absolute naked, but the hard on was usually reserved for when they slept, so thinking nothing of it he continued to wait patiently for his turn to order hearing the naked Marine say "can I have another TRIPLE B MUSK please", and then walked off in the direction of the latrine building as soon as he got his second coffee, where he seem to join another naked Marine who was desperately groping his crotch while waiting nervously but patiently inside the door for some one to cum in to the large strongly built “golden shitter” as it was called.

When his turn came the Marine noticed a large mature muscular black guy behind the counter in the Starbucks trailer, his body was hairy which had turned white as some older black guys hair does with age ironically, he also noticed he was a retired Sargent because of his now old issued thorn t-shirt and subsequently addressed him by his rank and as instructed he asked, "could I have a TRIPLE B MUSK please Sargent Sir!", whereupon the black retired Sergeant said "sure no problem boy! one bulge coming up", the retired Sargent then placed his hands down near the area of his crotch out of sight below the counter where he seem to fondle himself for a while before winking at the young Marine saying “whats your name boy! and how long are you in for” to which the young Marine said “5 years Sir! straight out of military school, may I ask when you retired Sir!”, and as the retied Sargent handed the coffee down he said “15 years ago until my money ran out where upon Starbucks and the Department of the Navy bought my balls of me and know I go where I am told by them, the name is Joe by the way whats yours” the young Marine then promptly offed up his full name “its Charles James Hayden Sir!” to which Joe replied with “you should change that to just Charlie, its a more domineering but friendly and sounds better when its being called out during sex, oh! and sip that coffee slowly, very slowly and enjoy your life to the fucking fullest you can as it may be a short one and remember Charlie, you will always obey all your orders, always”, to which the Marine replied with “yes Sargent Sir!, I will and thank you Sir! for the coffee and the advice”.

While drinking the special coffee the Marine noticed the odd but extremely musky stinging taste on his tongue and strong impaling smell riding the barrels of his nose, but his taste buds and widening nostrils where soon the least thing on his mind as he was suddenly distracted by the freak bulging of his biceps which where practically skin and bone only minutes before he started downing the coffee.

Seconds later he felt a bulge forming in the front of his pants while in the rear his butt cheeks where also bulging out tightening the pants he was wearing against his front waist making the front budge look even bigger in the fatigues, this was then followed with an seriously fucking unmerciful urge to moan rub and grope his crotch with his now fucking large free hand, and he was further temped there and then in the middle of the compound to take his cock out and jack the fuck out of it which was something he hadn't done in months, regardless of who would be around to watch or hear, he also noticed that the shitty tattoos he had gotten as a young teenager had suddenly changed, the one on his upper right arm was now a Marine Sword with the one further down changing to a Bar Code of some sort, he also felt a tingle on his left butt cheek wondering what that tattoo which was originally a tweety-pie had changed too, The Marine then moaned in a much deeper voice than he had before mainly as he felt his balls slip out of his boxers and drop severely down one trouser leg, and as a result he dawned a big fucking smile because he now knew he could shoot a load not squirt it when the time came, he then paused for several minutes in a semi attention and erect mode downed some more of the coffee before strutting back military fashion in a very cocky but sudden confident manner in direction of the Gunnery's quarters.

On arrival he paused again for a while enjoying his reflection in the glass panels of the superiors build door, he then finished his coffee removing the lid and with the aide of his now longer tongue completely licked out the whole of the inside of the cup grit and all before throwing the empty cup in the trash can outside were several used coffee cups appeared to be, he then used his hard and firmly clenched big knuckled fist to rap a solid set of knocks on the Gunnery's door, and Seconds later the Sargent shouted "get your butt hole in here Charlie boy!" so the Marine promptly opened the door and marched in.

The Gunnery Sergeant was on his bunk, butt naked, face down with his butt hole which had a large letter B on the right cheek protruding promptly up in the air, and where he continued to shout further orders at the Marine saying, ”do you notice anything unusual Marine!" to which the young Marine said Yes Sir! parts of my body are bulging out. my arms, my butt, my cock, my nuts, my hands, Fuck! Sir! I think I need to seriously jack off Sir! I’m so fucking horny, "NO!" barked the Sergeant "you need to strip! butt naked boy!, put your kit on to the spare bunk, put your boots back on, spit on your cock and the crack of my fuck hole and then slide your cock deep inside me boy!".

The Marine did as he was ordered and within less than a minute he was in his birthday suit having folded smartly his fatigues on the spare bunk beside other piles of kit, he then quickly put his boots back on and tied them up before gurgling up a wad of spit dropping it down on his seriously hard larger cock, pulling back his overhanging knob canopy in the process to revel a very musky smell similar to that he had tasted in the coffee, then he immediately producing another wad of spit this time from the back of his throat which he then promptly spat with great fucking force off his tongue on to the ass crack of the Sargent hitting it with perfect per-session, this caused the Sargent to jump and to brace himself for the invasion of cock that he knew would soon follow, The young Marine then slapped his knob in to a solid fixed position right at the cavity entrance of the Gunnery's spit covered hole waiting a good few seconds for both wads of spit and musk to mix, he then grabbed the muscular bubble butted hips of his Superior and proceeded to slide his knob and shaft with one full muscular armed trust deep inside the unprotected fuck hole of his Sargent, with out any hesitation just as he was ordered.

The Gunnery then let out an immense cry of enjoymental pain as almost 11 inches of now formally straight cock was being rammed deep inside his rear, shouting “ fuck me Charlie that feels fucking good boy!, the Marine turned on more by his name being called out by the Sargent proceeded to pound the Gunnery's hole harder and balls deeper for several minutes until he eventually too cried out loader than he had ever done before with absolute fucking joy that was long long overdue, sending the first of two loads deep inside the Sargent's nether regions, But the Sergeant then shouted "keep plugging Charlie you need to give me a second load to complete the session" So as ordered the Marine continued to bang away for a further 10 minutes using the now first load of cum to lubricate the hot fuck hole of his superior until his second load of baby seed was ready to fly, shooting it just as deep as the previous load crying out even louder than before, throwing his head back and up to allow his big balled deeper manly voice to boom of the buck room ceiling for all to hear, as he came just as generously as he did with the first deposit.

After the fuck session was over and after they had both caught their breath particularly the young Marine, the Sergeant got up from the bunk and handed the Marine a large bottle of water instructing him to quench his thirst, which he did in almost one swallow practically emptying the bottle with a hefty downward sucking thrust, he then told the Marine to stand at ease and as the Marine did a load of cum proceeded to dribble out of his still swollen flesh covered knob head and drop down onto the already damp bunk room floor, to which the Gunnery shouted "that floor was just cleaned you fuck now get down on your fucking knees and lick every drop of that shit up" And again the Marine promptly did as he was ordered taking several minutes to make sure the floorboards were cleaner than they were before his man juice hit the now well soaked planks.

While the young Marine was on his knees cleaning up his own man seed dribble the Sargent walked to the Marines rear where he proceeded with out any warning to start slapping the beautiful muscular butt pound chunks of beef that made up the young Marines backside, using the full swing of his arm and the full force of his wide open hand each time he slapped, this he did a dozen times a cheek until the you Marines cheeks looked like he had gotten sun burnt, the Sargent then commented on how deliciously edible looking the Marines actual shit hole was, and while slapping he said “you should have a tongue up there on a daily basis boy!, its good for getting you rock hard” “and preferably a superiors tongue boy!, but a tongue is a tongue so never say no to a good cleaning at least” or a good spit covered index finger to keep you alert and to regularly check your prostrate Charlie!, to which the Marine replied “Yes Sargent Sir!” chocking slightly as he finished cleaning the floor with his own tongue, and while trying to forget the stinging sensation from his very first ass spanking said “ your welcome to do that anytime Sargent Sir!, both with your tongue your hand or finger Sir! at any time you please”.

The Gunnery then instructed the newly muscled up fuck of a young Marine to get back up and again to stand at ease and to listen very intensively to five specific orders that related to the use of his cock and what it was now to be used solely for in the future whilst serving in the Marines, and while casually finishing his water the Marine listened intensively to what the Sargent was about to say,

1. The first one was for peeing and where possible in or on someone, or in to a bottle or jar for consumption at later date by some Fag, or for when water is low when your stuck in the desert then you must share and recycle it and your buddies, and always pee after you cum as it helps to clean your fluid pipe and always make sure you have a buddy in the latrine to hold your manhood for you when you do have to pee, as its important to see who has the biggest piece of pee and fuck equipment as future fucks will be based on size not rank.

2. The second was for the jacking session he would regularly give himself, every day twice a day, in the bunk house even if his buddy's where there, he was to proudly take out his cock spit jack and come to his utter delight or in a session with them or the same in the shower room, and if he missed a session or sessions to pop some U.S military issued Viagra so he could have a sucksession of load blowing jack offs preferably on his newly formed abs, or on to a clean surface so the loads could be recycled by him a buddy or a Superior licking tongue and swallowed down a hungry mouth.

3. The third was for when he was getting a blowjob something he should never refuse regardless of who was offering it especially if its an offer from a Superior rank, or a faggot civilian who appreciates his right to be a fag because of what you do to keep the country free, it is also for fucking a guy or girl in their mouths and down their throats making sure that the respective cocksucker swallows every drop of protein to avoid waste, and where possible some fresh pee to clean out the pipe afterwards.

4. The fourth was for male butt hole fucking and only male butt hole fucking, and where possible to use only man spit or if needs be some of his personal U.S. military issued Gun Oil if the hole becomes dry in mind fuck, especially if a second load is being contemplate and taking longer to delivered, however the fucking of a female Marines hole is also permitted to avoid getting the bitch pregnant unless that is your intention.

5. While the fifth was definitely for the occasional hot wet snatch he would get where appropriate, and he should include older married and widowed women especially as younger snatch should only be reserved mostly for the creation of his children, and he was not to discriminate against looks race color creed or gender, although he if decided to only do guys he could change this to cum donations at the nearest sperm bank free of charge for all any woman wanting a Military kid or kids, making sure to leave his personal details including photos with every donation, he was also to leave a load for any fags who needed the use of pure protein globes, either way what ever he did was fine along as he had several children before his 25th birthday at least.

The Gunnery then said your bar code tattoo will get you fucking serious amounts of discounts and free stuff wherever you shop on every fucking thing your Purple Heart desires, you could even use it to charge the government for call girls and or rent boys if needed buy only while still enlisted, but he was to expect and if needs be demand an a “thank you for your service” quote at every transaction saluting the person afterwards to make them feel safe in their lives...

“Do you understand and obey this and these 5 cock rules boy" To which the Marine promptly replied with "Yes Sir! Gunnery Sargent Sir! Yes!.

The Sargent smiled and then kissed the Marine on his ear lobe whispering...

“Right now so Charlie, your now a real M.A.R.I.N.E.! so leave your uniform in that neath pile and go out and get yourself another coffee from Joe and then head down to a comrade in arms at the latrine for a hour or two, ohhh and by the way that sure is a hot little tattoo on your butt cheek, the taz- manian devil, very hot and very appropriate, oh and and remember the letter B on a fags butt means no condom, understood” to which the now hot hung tall muscular Marine said with a big fucking smile, “yes Fag, understood”...

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I made the Ta!au Rowan Family so jacked.

Like the main man, Caderyn Laurence Rowan, himself is a retired Master Gunnery Sargent of Sinnohs Marine Corps. He was basically adopted by the old Sinnoh Professor before him when the man came into his ship and found out that Rowan has extensive knowledge of Pokémon and a knack of questions.

His mind is brilliant and was his saving grace after taking a hyper beam from a really large Dragalge while trying to help his men during one of the very last battles between Sinnoh and Unova. He survived of course but not without being honorable discharge due to his extensive PTSD from the experience. Rowan took up the old Professors offer of training under him and quickly grew comfortable into the role. He holds the record of being the oldest Professor that has been given the title of regional Professor. He’s worked hard and healed harder to get where he is.

Physically Rowan is fine, as his best was damn straight supernatural compared to his other Marines and civilians, and is still considerable strong after taking the blast point straight. His somewhat-lover, the Champion that held the title longest before Cynthia, had taken him to a secret location to be healed by the last few experienced Aura users. The skin is the only thing basically damaged but he still has very strong phantom pains that can knock the Professor out for what seems like a week on end.

Ingo was a surprised addiction. Ash had tried too convinced Gary that the train conductor was perfect for the old man but Gary didn’t take it. Still Ash tried his best for the two to meet without giving his intentions away.

How Ingo and Ash truly get to know each other, before Hisui, is because Ingo is also a INL member as well. He’s strictly information gathering only so he starts teaching Ash the night after having the double battle between him, Cilan, and Emmett. Basically taking him on and giving him tips and tricks that’ll boost himself amongst other INL members. Not knowing that Ash had been specifically thought out to do the dirtiest work for them. The gesture is nice regardless but most importantly Ingo helps him finesse his moves, especially for assassin like work.

Hisui happens and Ash knows Ingo is missing, Cilan wasn’t to happy and made it very known to him, and he’s surprised to see the man with amnesia in the past. Ingo takes a very strong interest in Ash, more then anyone else amongst the clan and Galaxy member’s, and seems to remember a lot about him. Which makes Ash heart hurt for Emmet since Ingo still has trouble to remember the little things about his brother even with his returned memories. He regains his memories before Ash heads to the sea of all places, Irida brings Ingo to the camp earlier on then the game, and joins Ash.

It’s a sting for the Pearl clan as Ingo doesn’t lose his memories of them and Lady Sneasler but prefers the company of Ash and Pikachu regardless. It’s almost like an addiction since he wants to return to his own time so badly. Ash has some choice words for the Legendaries when he gets back. He still keeps his duties to Lady Sneasler regardless but makes it known to the Pokémon regardless if he believes she can understand him or not.

She doesn’t, not until Ash comes rockin’ up to the mountains for the first time. The closeness her Warden and the boy and Pikachu who smell so wrong and like the rift above the mountain gives her all the information she needs to know. Irida is pissed and mad because Lady Sneasler is now openly looking for a new Warden and it’s right back to the cat and mouse game before Ingo came. Sneasler is the pickiest out of all the Lady and Lords.

After Hisui Ingo can’t stand being around Emmet and the trains after a few months. He’s so used to quite and open air that all the noise drives him almost literally insane. Ash is somewhat an asshole and takes the chance to beg Rowan in letting Ingo move in the guise of helping the man’s thin as fuck mental and physical health. It’s very awkward between Ingo and Emmet but they both try.

The two eventually fall in love, Rowan see’s so much of both Ash and Gary in Ingo as well as himself when he woke up after the attack back all those years ago that he couldn’t help himself. Gary steps up a lot while Rowan kinda shifts his focus more on Ingo and for once someone’s attention isn’t so loud and demanding. Their soft motherfuckers and I adore them so much.

Gary Oak, I’ve talked about him in a previous post before, is the oldest out of the trio of kids-yes I said trio. And is very much a good Aid to the Professor. Rowan didn’t mean to start caring for Gary but that didn’t last long after Gary started to open up more to the old man, openly coming to see him as a role model and admitted he never had a good one back in Kanto. Delia and Daisy were the closest of good but even then it’s all shrouded in the absolute bullshit that reeks across Pallet Town. It’s also a nice funny fuck you to Oak.

Ash soon came afterwards. Rowan liked the kid and figured out later on that it was Ahs who convince Gary to start working with the Professor before Ash even came to Sinnoh. It was quickly figured out that they were a package deal and Rowan was subjected to Gary’s angry rants at ungodly hours of the night, bent over paperwork and other shit, about how Ash threw himself off of this or that or how he and Dawn got into a stupid fight.

It’s hard for Ash to openly admit he sees Rowan as a dad. Calling him Gunney instead of Dad during more emotion or funny moments, other then that it’s just Professor. It’s harder for him to bring it up to Delia that he sees the man more of a parent to him then she has been in the past few years all because Rowan cares about his interactions with Legendaries. Both good or bad. All the while Delia tries to ignore the obvious. It’s not like he doesn’t want his mom, it’s just unfair to both of them.

Their a trio for a while but then Ash drags Dawn in after Hisui and it was over after that. Ingo and Rowan now have three wonderful adopted yet very stress inducing gray hair producing kids.

He just wished that Gary would encourage Ash and Dawns bullshit while Ingo uses the time to coach them all on how to properly beat the shit out of each other.

#ta!au #the Rowan family #ash ketchum #professor rowan #pokemon ingo #pokémon dawn #Gary oak #Delia Ketchum #hisui #rowan/ingo

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