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kimberlyannharts · 4 months
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It's 2024, and we're ready for Year of the Dragon! 🐉
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thepariahcontinuum · 5 months
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Okay so I had a thought.
We've all seen the third party take on the Megazord right, the "Lucky Cat Micro-Cosmos" Beast Lord that's clearly based on the FlameToys version.
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The Pterodactyl is actually two Zords, there's updated design with the wings and guns, but the removable chest piece also forms the Megazord chest and a version of the original Zord.
Well, we've all seen that Amy Jo Johnson is working on her own Power Rangers Comic "The Return" and that it's got a new Green Ranger, Olivia Hart, Kim and Tommy's daughter.
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I'd actually use the new Pterodactyl as an inspiration for her own unique Drago Zord. Make the upgraded Megazord design a MegaDragonzord variant.
In fact, it already combines with the Pterodactyl Zord, there's no reason it can't be integrated into the original Dragonzord to give it wings and I think, after seeing how the third party Megazord is engineered you could actually make a traditional MegaDragonzord and still have the wing upgrades with no extra engineering.
I'm just having thoughts, is all.
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alphacomicsvol2 · 5 months
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Power Rangers - The Return Poster by Dan Mora
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kiraxcute · 1 month
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I am totally being normal about Tommy Oliver and Kimberly Hart's daughter Olivia Hart
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morninkim · 3 months
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Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers - Olivia Hart
still on a high after reading MMPR The Return #1, so here's Olivia in the RotMMPR style :3
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castlewyvern · 5 months
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Olivia Hart & JJ Oliver
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augment-techs · 3 months
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Titles prompt: - Vivid Hallucinations Are The Least Of Our Worries Now
+ JJ & Olivia and maybe with Minh 👀
Title: Vivid Hallucinations Are The Least Of Our Worries Now Rating: T Warnings: Mention of Major Character Death. Relationships: Olivia Hart & Minh Kwan & J.J. Oliver; J.J. Oliver/Anara; Ranger Slayer Kimberly & Olivia Hart; Terona Washington/Grace Sterling. Characters: Minh Kwan; Olivia Hart; J.J. Oliver; Ranger Slayer Kim; Remi; Andrea; mentions of Once & Always Zack Taylor + Kat Hillard + Billy Cranston; ensemble. Additional Tags: Multiverse; hurt/comfort; Dimension Travel; mention of the Superbowl Budweiser commercials; post-Shattered Grid; Beyond the Grid - Alternate Universe; food as a metaphor for love; bibliophile J.J. Oliver; actually good cook Minh Kwan; Olivia freaking out over seeing a version of her mom that gets PTSD at the sight of her. Summary: Cooking in the small nook of a kitchen to feed all the refugees from the dimensions was not something Minh Kwan saw herself doing to make things better, but it certainly beat what the people around her from very similar--yet very different--timelines were doing. Which mostly revolved around freaking out about how Tommy Oliver from quite a few other dimensions didn't know how to properly use a condom. So far, Minh had met J.J. Oliver of Kat Hillard--one that apparently had managed to stay married to the former teacher with a bad back that was also going through withdrawal from the Power. J.J. wasn't a cop anymore, had decided to became a librarian that commuted to Safehaven, but he still worked out with the other non-Powered Rangers every other day when he wasn't helping out on the ship. Then there was Olivia Hart that was Tommy and Kim's kid from a dimension where the Mighty Morphin Rangers managed to become unmasked in their early days, blew up the moon, and had to make their way in a dimension both without Zordon and without Tommy. She was... Well, Minh didn't want to say it out loud, but she was a bit of an airhead that kept losing her way throughout Terra Venture running errands. She was older than J.J. but was still trying to make up her mind about what she was going to do with her future. They hadn't managed to stay in a room together for very long, but they did eat breakfast facing each other in the commissary. That was progress!
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theoversky · 11 days
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Still hoping for jimberly to be a canon couple at Boom! comics original timeline and thinking they can have twins…like Jade and Kai idk
I like the idea they have one girl with J and a boy with K
Jasmine and Kyle?
Juliet and Keith?
Julie and Kaleb?
Jessie and Kurt?
Jenna and Kevin?
Any thoughts???
I can place them as next rangers generation with Minh Kwan as yellow, JJ Oliver as green, Olivia Hart as white (yes, give me a chance and I can make a dimensions in danger to get this time and dimension traveler), Jimberly’s boy as red and Jimberly’s girl as pink (or vice-versa)
The girl has black eyes and hair like Jason’s but her personality is totes as her mother, the boy has brown eyes and hair like Kim’s and also his personality is charismatic and confident as Jason’s. The perfect mix and fanfic ❤️🩷
I would love to see JJ and Olivia interaction as another dimension siblings and teaming up to save her timeline and travel to the past to save her father with the white light and everyone can be happy in their own timelines.
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obiwan-kirk · 5 months
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moodscreens · 1 year
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house of the dragon (cast / bts) ; simple lockscreens
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infamous-if · 1 year
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O kay okay okayaoakayasysayas Since Rowan isn't going to be a LI can we please get his POV reaction (deep crush stage) of MC going over to him to tell him that MC is in love with one of the other ROs? Pleasee I need the angst and I love Rowan and am sad we won't be able to romance him!!
I was listening to favorite crime and kind of went a bit overboard. Please excuse this lengthy and angsty-ish drabble. Aha.... 🤒 ill keep it short next time
The soft notes of Rowan's guitar--affectionally dubbed 'Betty'--rises above his head, filling the silence of his hotel room. He strums aimlessly, absently, his fingers having a mind of their own as they move, creating a random melody that's oddly soothing. Or maybe it's the very essence of his guitar--he always feels more grounded, centered, with Betty in his hands.
Rowan's gaze remains unfocused as he plays, his head tilted, legs crossed on the balcony that overlooks the sleepy streets of their latest tour stop. A soft, pleasantly warm wind curls around the messy strands of his hair, locks sweeping across his forehead like a caressing hand. As the melody takes hold, going from mindless practice to something that sounds like it can be the bones of a real song, he closes his eyes.
Rowan has never been a good singer, but you don't need to be a good singer to make people feel something. He's learned that from the best of them.
I wonder if MC would like this.
The thought of his best friend makes a low groan sound in his throat, and with a huff he pauses the recording of his phone. Suddenly Betty's romantic notes feel like a taunt, a blade to his heart with every reminder of what he and MC are not. They're not together. They're not anything more than friends.
They're not what he wants them to be.
He knows he shouldn't feel this way about them. They're friends. They've been friends since he still thought fart jokes were funny and he had no bass in his voice. That's all they've always been and all they will be: friends.
The word has never sounded so terrible.
Still. If only...
His phone buzzes with a text and he sets Betty down. That blade in his heart only twists when he sees who it's from.
Of course. Did my thinking manifest them? The thought induces both a laugh and a sharp hint of misery from him.
He reads the text: Open your door.
He turns his upper-body to face his door, bursting up once the realization flows through him. He glances at himself in the mirror on his way there, making sure his pajamas are at least semi-presentable. It's MC; they've seen him in worst states, but level of comfortability changes when you want someone to see you in ways they've never seen you before.
In other words, he needs to look good.
Rowan heaves a breath before swinging open the door, remembering to keep the easy smile on his face. MC still looks good even at twelve a.m. after an entire day on the road. It's almost unfair.
"Heyyyy." He grins, trying to appear light. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
MC rolls their eyes. "You're not busy, are you?" They lean over to peek behind Rowan's shoulder, their eyes settling on an abandoned Betty. "Working on something?"
"Nah." He scratches his neck, self-concious. "Just fooling around. What, you need to talk about something?"
MC pushes past Rowan's shoulder to breeze inside, throwing themselves on the bed with a huff. "Iris and Devyn are out and I need to talk to someone."
Rowan takes a seat next to them, snorting. "So I'm the third choice?Wow."
They prop themselves up on their elbows, strands of hair falling in front of their face. Rowan has the terrible urge to lean over and push them away. "You're not exactly the 'serious talk' kind of person."
"Serious talk?" He gapes. "Yes, I am! I'm capable of being serious, you know. I'm not an asshole."
With a laugh, MC rolls over on their stomach and groans into Rowan's pillow. Now his curiosity is officially piqued. What could have MC so...like this?
"What's up?" Rowan's following laugh is both nervous and amused. "Did something happen with Seven?" Seven and MC have been a bit...all over the place since the beginning of the tour. He hardly knows what to call it. "Or did Orion lecture you again?" Orion is another one. That man has been relentless since tour started.
MC shoots him a look before sitting up, copying Rowan's position. His eyes flicker down to where their knees touch, to the proximity that's gone from the size of the bed to none at all.
They've been close like this before. No, scratch that. They've been closer, but this is different. This is different because everything is different.
"You know you're my best friend, right?" MC says, putting their hands on Rowan's.
He clears his throat, the skin under theirs burning with their touch. "Yeah...?"
"And we can tell each other everything?"
"Yeah." He quirks a brow at them, trying to stifle their humor. "Are you dying? Please don't tell me you're dying. You haven't even gotten rich yet to leave me anything in your will."
MC laughs but it comes out a bit uncertain. High-pitched. Rowan knows them. The same way he knows Iris and Devyn. He knows all of them like the back of his hand. So it only takes him another second to realize it.
MC is nervous.
His heart does a weird somersault in his gut.
"I have a secrettttt," MC sing-songs. Even as a joke they still manage to sing with perfect pitch.
The four words are enough to shake his very world, but he manages an eye roll. "Fucking hell, we're not twelve. Just spit it out."
"Sorry." MC palms their face, a nervous laugh escaping them. God. This must be serious for MC to be nervous in front of him? Rowan has never really gave anyone the impression of a harsh judge. Hell, he's always been an open book. "I just...I'm in love with [RO]."
He wished he didn't rush them. He wished he didn't hear those words at all. He's half tempted to grab it from the air and shove it back into MC's mouth so they can pretend it never happened.
"What?" is all the fuzz in his brain can spit out.
MC throws their self back, a wildly breathless laugh escaping them. The sound is even better than Betty's notes. "WHEW. That felt good to say it. Is anyone hot in here? I know I am."
MC keeps babbling but all Rowan could hear is a white noise in his head. MC is in love with RO. MC is in love with them.
MC is in love with someone that's not him.
"I just needed to let that out." MC huffs, gazing around the room. "You should invite me next time you play. You know I like seeing you finger Betty."
Rowan can't even laugh at the dirty inside joke they've had between them since he bought Betty years ago. It suddenly makes him feel wholly small and largely ridiculous: Rowan will never be the person for MC. He will always be the goofy best friend that makes stupid, childish jokes about fingering his dumbass guitar and the one MC goes to when Devyn and Iris aren't available.
He's not even the second choice. He's the fucking fourth.
As if noticing the change in atmosphere, MC awkwardly purses their lips and says, "I should probably get back to my room and get some sleep. We have an early start tomorrow."
He blinks, managing a small nod. "Uh-huh." He runs a hand through his hair, feeling naked without his hat. "Right."
They stand and shoot Rowan a final look. "Thank you," they say after. a moment, "for being my friend."
He's really starting to hate that word.
But he smiles anyway. "Yeah. Ditto."
MC grins, spinning on the heel of their foot to leave the room. Rowan follows, waving lamely at them and watching as they disappear down the hall, whistling a merry tune. It's true; it does feel like a weight was lifted of their shoulders. They walk with a hop in their step. Rowan hates knowing it was RO that is responsible for that.
With a sigh he closes the door, leaning his forward against it. Spinning on his shoulder, he looks up at the ceiling.
"I need to get laid," he mumbles.
Though he has a feeling that won't do much to solve the problem in his heart.
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kimberlyannharts · 5 months
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Daughters of the OGs! 💛💚
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https://maria-786.mxtkh.fun/z/bNBRadz
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alphacomicsvol2 · 5 months
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Power Rangers - The Return - Olivia Hart Concept Art by Dan Mora
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dykeganseythethird · 2 months
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partners🪻
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mirrorballmika · 2 years
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Imagine Ray on his weekly call to Henry saying “Oh my gosh, you should see Bose and Mika, they’re just like you and Charlotte used to be, it’s insane, they’re in so in denial”. To which Henry replies “Okay first off, Char and I were not in denial. Second off, I’m sure they’re not that bad.”
And then Henry and Charlotte visit a week later and see Mika and Bose being so-obviously-in-love-and-everyone-sees-it-but-them and they both have a “oh my god it is that bad” moment followed by a “oh my god were we that bad?” moment. 
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