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my-naughty-writings-and-musings · 11 months

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You suggested some merformer based asks, so consider this: Merformer! Shockwave x reader? Maybe the reader is a marine biologist and isn't used to being studied, especially this... thoroughly?

As usual I went way overboard, and with a slightly different vibe than you might have intended so I hope you like this, anon!! I was imagining a TFP Shockwave but of course you're free to imagine him as you choose!

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Note: Thalassicon is just my word for what merformers call themselves.

Holding on tightly to Shockwave, you reminded yourself that oxygen was limited as you sucked in each careful breath from your scuba tank, and that he'd promised you it was just a quick swim through these dark tunnels to reach his lair. You trusted him completely, but it was impossible to shake your instinctive anxiety as his massive frame pulled you through the underwater caverns without a trace of light. Time seemed to drag on until a light blue glow at the end of the path caught your eye through your goggles.

As the light grew brighter, the water around you became warmer as Shockwave had promised, and you clung less tightly to his back to raise your head for a better look, almost forgetting to breathe when he finally swam clear of the tunnel and entered a massive underwater cave.

Bioluminescent plant life gave the water a beautiful blue glow, their long, delicate tendrils swaying with the currents Shockwave left in his wake as he pumped his tail without urgency to swim forward. You barely remembered to hold onto his back as you tried in vain to mentally catalog the rich biodiversity before you, wondering if the mech had cultivated it all himself just to keep his home suitably lit. As you stared in open awe, a sudden gesture for you to let go caught you quite by surprise, and you blushed at having lost yourself to the beauty of it all. Releasing your hold on his back, you allowed the merformer to take control when he spun to face you, trusting him completely as he cupped your tiny body in one servo and pointed upwards. Overwhelmed by everything, you merely nodded and allowed him to take you to the rippling surface overhead.

The air above was thankfully far fresher than you could have anticipated so far beneath the ocean, and there was also no shortage of light to see by either, thanks to a similarly breathtaking species of bioluminescent plant casting its soft glow down from the high ceiling above.

"You can breathe freely. I installed air scrubbers to keep oxygen at an ideal level." Shockwave instructed, holding you at the surface so you didn't have to waste your energy treading water. Happily removing your mask, you took a deep breath and massaged the creases left on your face, savoring the feeling of unimpeded oxygen before you looked around for a better idea of your surroundings. The cave was absolutely massive, and had a number of adjoining caverns with varying levels of exposed stone atop which Shockwave stored his less water friendly technology and salvage. More than a few boat engines the size of automobiles were stacked about and waiting to have their parts repurposed, along with a number of shipping containers you doubted had been pulled from shipwrecks. All in all, his lair felt just as much like a pirate's treasure cove as it did a scientist's lab, and you loved it more than words could convey.

"I never thought you'd actually bring me here. Am I your first visitor?" you asked in awe, allowing him to pull you in as he floated on his back. Setting you down atop his ample chest, he ensured you were lying comfortably on your belly before he answered your question with a single word and a nod.

"Affirmative."

You smiled and looked up at the glowing vines swirling along the stalactites overhead, sighing softly at the beautiful scene and the warm water lapping at your wetsuit. Despite rarely understanding his technological feats thanks to your biology focused education, you were awed by everything he'd accomplished, and were beyond grateful to be given the privilege to behold his home. More than a few conversations had alluded to how his culture considered visiting one's home to be a great gesture of trust saved for only the closest of friends and lovers. Considering the hidden depths of your feelings for him, that thought carried far more weight in your head than you'd intended, so you quickly pushed it down as you always did such things. "Thank you for trusting me, Shockwave. I'm honored."

"You have proven yourself to be my ally." he affirmed, gently taking your hand between his thumb and foredigit. The touch made your heart flutter, especially as you met his single red optic and saw his helm accents twitch as they did when he was processing deeper than usual emotions. "I am not one for my people's superstitions, but I do believe in our custom of reciprocating gestures of trust. You gave me reason to trust you completely, and I wish to do the same."

Straight away, your mind snapped back to the fateful day he spoke of, the terror and uncertainty still raw thanks to how little time had passed. It had been a blur; the ambush by government officials, the net that had unintentionally caught you with him, and his shock when you took the time to cut him loose after freeing yourself. Echoes of the shots that had so narrowly missed the both of you were still clear in your mind, and you could easily recall how he'd held you close to take the hits as he swam for your lives... In the moment freeing him had just been a matter of course, and looking back on it you couldn't imagine doing anything else. You needed him to know that, even if he still seemed to struggle believing it. "You don't have to reward me for what I did. It was the right thing to do, they were going to hurt you."

"Perhaps." he mused in deep thought, going quiet and averting his optic. You allowed him time to think, able to tell from his twitching antennae that he was running over something very challenging in his processor. Looking ready to drop the topic and move on for several defeated seconds, he suddenly steeled himself and met your gaze, holding your hand all the more tightly as he carefully enunciated every last word. "But you have done far more than earn my trust. I have found our time together... enriching.

Though he obviously didn't expect a reply, you were in no shape to give him one, the shock on your face giving him another moment of pause before he forged ahead. How like him, you'd have thought if your brain weren't frozen, to drop something like this so suddenly... Neither one of you excelled at handling your emotions.

"You are unlike any human I have ever met, observed, or would have theorized possible." he continued to confess, obviously struggling but feeling a deep need to get through this. Your heart flipped at his words, beating strongly enough you were halfway worried he'd be able to feel it through your wetsuit, though if he did he didn't let it stop him. The merformer looked to your tiny hand in his, sharp optic tracing all the details imperceptible to the human eye as he allowed himself a rare emotive sigh from his vents. "I have grown very close to you, even if our relationship started on purely academic terms."

"Shockwave..." was all you could say, your voice locked in your throat and your eyes damp with more than seawater. Perhaps in your most self indulgent dreams you'd have allowed yourself to fantasize about such a moment, but to have it happen in reality, which was hardly known for its kindness, you simply couldn't dare to believe you'd be so fortunate. Then again, hadn't your entire relationship been a kind of fantasy made reality? Bumping into this brilliant mech, earning his interest with your scientific endeavors, beginning a relationship of mutual academic benefit that had deepened into something more... You only wished you could find enough words to tell him you felt the same, and had for such a long time. Some of the other feelings he created within you could be discussed at a later date...

Before you could try to force out a reply, Shockwave shifted once again, his antennae twitching backwards and his gaze dropping more out of what you dared to call bashfulness than simple nerves. It seemed the merformer wasn't done surprising you with shared yearning

"For my people, bringing another to your home means more than displaying trust. It is also intended to express a certain amount of... desire." he explained in the most halting voice you'd ever heard from him, usual confidence nowhere to be found.

"O-oh?" you squeaked, hopeful the glow wasn't bright enough to betray the blush turning your entire face to fire. He couldn't possibly be speaking of the same kind of desire that had made you wonder what his servos would feel like on your bare skin, or the kind that had you theorizing what certain parts of his anatomy looked like and hoping to find out... Thankfully for your sake, he seemed even more overwhelmed by what he was trying to say, enough that he didn't even seem to notice your struggles.

"We... do not approach such matters like humans. When a Thalassicon wishes to have a relationship that is more... intimate, there is not a period of courting. That is not to say we do not engage in courtship, only that it is not a prerequisite for physical relations. Intimacy is more for... expressing a certain level of trust, as well as desire, and..." he drifted off, the uncertainty in his voice so thick it weighed down every last word. Slapping his face into the palm of his servo, he mumbled in total defeat, too overcome to continue. "This is very hard to articulate."

The last thing you wanted was for him to stop, especially when you could swear you understood what he was trying to say, and very much wanted the conversation to continue in the direction it seemed to be heading. Taking a firmer hold of his hand, you pulled it close to yourself and sat up quickly. Something primal within you gave you the capacity to speak. "Then... show me? Use your hands?"

"If I have your permission-" he began, holding his servos just shy of your wetsuit.

"My full consent, and ask questions if you need to." you explained as you stripped off your mask and oxygen tank in record time, fully motivated to get things moving. You dared to hope you really understood just what he was getting at, that he yearned for your relationship to be more physical, and that your own desire for the same was soon to be quenched. It was much harder to be bashful with such giddy excitement fluttering through your belly.

A surge of similar energy moved through his massive frame, and you felt all thirty or more feet of him become alive beneath you, making your position straddling his chest all the more exciting. Biting your lip to hold back an overwhelmed whimper, you welcomed both of his servos as they lifted from the water, taking a hold of each one and guiding them to your body until his digits settled on your hips. Straight away you felt how different the contact was from any time he'd touched you in the past, a realization that only intensified when he began to explore, sliding his servos over the tight fabric of your wetsuit with all the deliberation one would expect of a scientist. You sat up straighter to open more of your body to him, jaw going visibly slack as his thumbs massaged up your front and stopped just shy of your breasts.

Recalling that you also had a pair of hands that were very skilled at studying aquatic anatomy, you let out all of your pent up curiosity and arousal and began to explore his massive frame, tracing the seams on his chest and savoring the smoothness of his mesh. As his touches stirred something in you, so did yours in him, the hum of his spark intensifying beneath your very fingertips. You were flattered and awed by the mech's receptiveness to your obviously desired advances.

"May I see you as you are?" he asked suddenly, tapping a digit over the tiny zipper on your front. Thoroughly pleased by the bold request, you met his gaze to find far more of his usual confidence had returned, a change you hoped was here to stay. Your certainty that it would intensified when his other servo traced your curves and took their time savoring the softness of your organic body. "I wish to know you without obstacles."

"Here, let me..." you began helpfully, pulling down the zipper in a manner you hoped read as inviting. He'd made his fascination with human anatomy known only in passing, but as you unzipped your suit and revealed a thin sliver of skin beneath, his optic betrayed far more than just academic interest. Loving the attention, you tried to play it cool as you peeled the wet fabric off your shoulders, moving slowly thanks to how the swimsuit clung to you when it was soaked. You managed to free the upper half of your body without too much trouble, baring your breasts to the open air and earning a quiver of excitement from his frame before you decided help would make the remaining process much easier.

"If you could help me pull off- oh!"

To your continued surprise, he didn't hesitate to follow your instructions, peeling off your wetsuit in a series of precise movements and leaving you naked on his chassis as he tucked it away in a convenient subspace.

Completely bare and wet, you looked to him in a brief moment of total vulnerability, fears of rejection rising up only to be quickly squashed down when his optic dilated and his voice rumbled more deeply than you'd ever heard it before. "Fascinating..."

Shockwave did just as you'd bid and began to explore, starting at your legs that had so often fascinated him as a being with a tail. Tracing the shape of your muscles and somehow finding every sensitive nerve along the way, he made a point to massage your thighs, encouraging you to spread them but not yet focusing between them. The mech was approaching your body as one would an exquisite meal, savoring every last bit and saving the very best parts for last. You were a bit too overwhelmed to be impatient when he made it to your ribs, circling his thumbs over the tender flesh on the sides before he dipped inwards to heft your breasts, making your breath hitch as he finally got to your erect nipples. Biting your lip was the only way to hold back a moan.

Beneath you, his frame grew heated, and you felt an almost crackling energy building in the mech as his arousal increased with your own. All the little feelings for him that you'd pushed down over the past few months were returning with interest, creating a fire between your legs that refused to be satisfied by simple touches and demanded attention. Granted your own boldness by your pent up needs, you took a hold of his wrists and pushed them downwards, sitting up to bring your pussy into view in the hope he might skip exploration and go straight for experimentation. A needy whine was your attempt at an invitation.

To your delight and near overwhelm, Shockwave growled at the sight, his desire letting you know the move was the right one even before he spoke with the same level of open, feral want. "How do you prefer to be stimulated?"

"Clit, circles, please." you begged, incapable of anything more eloquent. Thankfully he was quite the master of blunt communication, and seemed to find the invitation more than sufficiently invigorating from the desperation with which he slipped his servo between your legs. Supporting your weight entirely, he began to rub his way from the tender skin between your legs to the sopping lips of your entrance, where he found a wealth of lubrication to get started with.

Your first moan echoed along the ceiling when his digits met your throbbing clit, the smooth mesh delighting you more than you could have ever imagined as he began to circle the erect bud as you'd requested. It occurred to you that you'd never once described such human anatomy to him, and even though you'd learned your species were shockingly similar in this regard you were confident the speed with which he'd found your sweet spot meant he'd been doing research. That thought alone had you moaning far more shamelessly, your hands holding on tightly to his servo as he adjusted you to press his thumb into your clit whilst his foredigit fingered your entrance to test its flexibility. Your eyes rolled back when you felt the heavenly stretch of him slipping inside.

"Need this. Need you." he said quickly, tail slapping the water as your open enjoyment egged him on. Dropping his spare servo to his waist, you had just enough scientific curiosity available to whip your head around in time to see his modesty plating retract, which allowed for an erection nearly as long as you were tall to swing forth with a splash. Beholding the full size and intensity of his arousal made your walls pulse around his digits, something that was not missed on the mech as he began to pump with a groan of pent up, frustrated arousal. You were hypnotized by the impressive purple length, watching in open mouthed desire as his digits moved up and down its streamlined ridges and simple rows of red biolights.

"Shockwave..." you moaned again, grinding down into his palm as the water around you grew choppy from your shared exertions. Hearing his name had exactly the effect you wanted, his thrusting digit going deeper and curling up into your sweet spot as his thumb pressed firmer circles into your clit. The warmth of your arousal running down to pool in his palm made the scientist all the more eager, his tail churning the water as his other servo splashed into the waves with every pump of his erection. Though you wanted to watch him work, you found your eyes rolling back as a familiar coil began to build in your lower body, the promise of a long overdue release making it more or less impossible to care about anything beyond the ecstasy of the moment.

"I'm so close!" you announced to encourage him, cries spilling out of you with every thrust of his wrist. Thighs quivered on either side of his palm as you practically bounced in his grasp, moving yourself to the rhythm of his masturbation and praying both of you could reach completion at around the same time. Judging by how his every sound was some animalistic growl or moan of want, you doubted it would be long, especially with his noises adding so much to your own enjoyment. There was something unspeakably flattering about having such a massive, beautiful, intelligent being moaning over what they were doing to you...

A sudden twist of his deeply buried digit and an increase in the pressure on your clit did you in without warning, making your entire body spasm in his grip as you came hard around him, throbbing walls sending waves of ecstasy through your very being. Stars swirled in the spinning lights overhead, forcing you to grab him for balance as you rode out the release you'd needed for weeks without relief.

Seeing you so overcome pushed Shockwave into his own explosive release, his spinal strut arching as he came in plentiful ropes of transfluid that gushed over himself and grazed your bare back. Moaning in euphoria, he somehow managed to keep you balanced and upright as his hips twitched into every throb, the remainder of the mess being washed away by the waves even before reality came hurtling back. You managed to catch a glance of his near theatrical release before your own orgasm faded into the afterglow, and by the time he did the same you were much closer to unconsciousness than you would have thought possible.

Collapsing in his grip, you very nearly fell off into the water before he released his spent spike to hold you up with both servos, chassis rising and falling as he ventilated hard to cool off. Naked and completely satisfied, you allowed the warm water to welcome you as you were laid flat on his chest, your own ribs expanding repeatedly for deep breaths of exertion. You weren't sure you'd ever been more spent in your life...

"I built a small station on the far side of my lair. There is a platform on which you can rest and dry off." Shockwave said suddenly, total exhaustion belying the monumental step forward the two of you had just taken. It didn't even really hit you when you nodded for him to proceed, your limp body staying just where he kept it on his chassis as he swam slowly in the direction indicated. Purring, you noted the lingering warmth of his release on your back with a bit of pride. Shockwave had needed this just as desperately as you had...

Laying on his chest as the two of you lazily floated towards your destination, you wondered what might come next in your relationship, but admittedly couldn't think of much of anything in depth with so little energy to spare. It was enough just to be happy with him, with how everything had turned out since the fateful day the two of you had met... Judging by how tenderly he cupped you to himself as he swam along, you dared to believe he felt the same way, and if he preferred to show such emotions the way you'd just experienced you were more than fine with it.

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A Gun Amonst Daggers - Jake “Hangman” Seresin X Fem!Navy Seal Reader

Part 17: What About Us?

Summary: When Jake meets a woman at the Hard Deck, the last thing he expects is for her to be a Navy Seal. And not just any Seal, the Commander of Seal Team 3. She’s beautiful, smart, dangerous, and everything about her just makes him want to get close. Her name? Bear. When the Seals need backup, Cyclone puts the Daggers on their radar and now, Jake has to work with Bear and her team, all the while trying to stay professional. Can he do it? Or will he end up falling for the Navy sniper and mission Commander?

*Image is from Pinterest, OG creator unknown

A/N: Chapter title taken from P!nk's song of the same name, What About Us

MINORS DO NOT ENGAGE! 18+ ONLY. MINORS & BLOGS WITH NO AGE/EMPTY BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED.

Warnings: Jake’s really into his feelings, unconsciousness, medical setting, swearing, the author’s an asshole (you’ll see…)

Word Count: 3.3k

Masterlist >> Part 16 >> Part 18

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Bear slept for days; her body too weary for anything else except passing out and doing her best to heal after the traumatizing last few weeks. She wasn’t alone in her room though. Jake had hardly budged from the chair he sat in, watching her closely, like he half-expected her to vanish if he left or looked away for even a second. No one knew what to do, Bear had dropped a bomb on the conference room table like she had known what her team needed. She was funny like that, always managing to care for others even when she was the one needing a break.

But as she slept, the days passed by slowly. The mission had happened damn near a month ago and its effects were still being uncovered day by day. “Jake. Jake. Come on man, you need to shower.” Coyote had been trying to coax Jake to leave the room for the past two days, but nothing had worked. “I know you’re worried about her, but she isn’t going to magically wake up if you keep starin’ at her.”

“I know.” Jake’s voice was small, such a contrast from the loud, boisterous personality with an equally loud voice that everyone knew and some loved. “Five more minutes?”

“Man, come on. Please. You said five minutes 25 minutes ago,” Coyote was growing more and more frustrated by the second. He didn’t know what had happened to Bear, didn’t want to know, but even then, he was still trying to wrangle his best friend into taking care of himself. “I’ll get Fireball or Nix to come sit with her while you shower, okay?”

Jake watched Coyote step out for a moment to call or text someone to come and sit with Bear. Deep down, Jake knew that there would be no shortage of takers. Bear was loved by her team and damn near everyone who knew her, plus he had been occupying the room for nearly 5 days, someone likely had something that they wanted to say to her without him around. “I miss you, Teddy,” he muttered, squeezing her hand before placing it back on top of the covers. “Please be okay.”

He sat in silence for a while, eyes flicking over the healing bruises, the bandages, and the drab hospital gown that covered her. She was still Bear in every way that mattered, but the question was, would she remember him? Would she remember the chaste cheek kiss nearly a month ago now, how she called him Flyboy? God, he hoped so.

Jake was broken from his reverie when Phoenix came into the room. “Hey Bagman.” Her voice was soft like she was speaking to a frightened child instead of her teammate. “How’s our girl?”

“Breathing. I know they did something to her oxygen earlier,” he replied, gazing down at her face, tracing its lines with his eyes. “Apparently she’s doing better than expected.”

“That’s great.” Phoenix didn’t know how to proceed with this conversation. The man before her was so far from the Jake she knew and she didn’t know how to handle it. “That’s really good.”

He swallowed hard. “Yeah. She’s a fighter.” Tears were pricking his eyes and Jake quickly blinked them back. “Thanks for staying with her.”

“Hey. It’s not a problem. Should warn you that Bradshaw insisted on tagging along. I think he feels bad,” Phoenix told him, settling in the chair next to him. “But,” she whispered conspiratorially, leaning in close. “I won’t let him take your seat. How’s that?”

“Thank you.” Jake stood up slowly. His joints popped as he unfolded himself from the chair he had sat vigil in for the better part of five days and gave Bear one last longing look before leaving the room, Coyote following close behind. The pair was silent the entire way to the barracks, Jake lost in his head. He couldn’t understand why Bear had done what she had done. He wasn’t worth torture. No one here was. It didn’t make sense why Hazard had done what he had either. Why would a man throw away his life and career for a… terrorist? Risk everything for what? Money? A deluded sense of belonging?

Nothing made sense to him and he was too afraid to ask Javy or anyone else lest he had dreamed the whole thing. It still felt surreal having her back in his life. Sure Bear was unconscious and more than likely traumatized, but she was here, she was whole, and Jake desperately hoped that she’d be his when all was said and done.

They had made it back to the barracks and Jake sat down on his bed, biting his cheek. “Thanks for lookin’ out for me,” he mumbled at Coyote’s back, not caring if the other man heard him or not. He just had to get these words off his chest.

“It’s not a problem, Seresin. Trust me, you’re a pain in the ass, but you’re also my best friend, so I can’t be too mad,” Javy replied with a wave of his hand. “You don’t gotta thank me.”

Jake gave him an appreciative look, not trusting himself to speak his gratitude aloud. Javy buzzed around the room for a while longer as Jake flopped back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling. He was still desperate for answers. Hell, he had been searching for them since he had found out Bear’s fate weeks prior. Jake had been neck deep in evidence and documents as he worked with Bug, who now insisted he call her Priya, Fireball, and Flare, wherever she was, to find whoever had been responsible for this act of terrorism and after all of that, he still barely knew which way was up. But she was safe. Bear was here. That’s all he needed.

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An hour or two later, Jake made his way down the halls to the infirmary to retake his place next to Bear’s bed. The halls were strangely empty as he walked along, there was none of the hustle and bustle that was characteristic of the Air Base, and to top it all off, it was quiet. He could distantly hear jets taking off in the background, and saw a few people he didn’t recognize, but that wasn’t unusual given the size of the base, so Jake thought nothing of it.

He continued on, waving to a few of the Seals he thought he knew and they returned the gesture. Jake felt refreshed, having showered and taken a brief nap in the time since he’d left Bear’s bedside, and he was ready to talk to her if she should be awake. If not, well, his phone was fully charged and he had the book that he was still working his way through, he could wait.

After all, he’d waited this long.

He entered the room, noting that neither Rooster not Phoenix were inside. The second chair wasn’t beside the bed, it was tucked in the corner, but this was all forgotten when he locked eyes with Bear. “Teddy…” he breathed, seeing her sat up in bed, looking out the window. Her skin was ghastly pale, eyes having lost their usual spark, but that was likely from everything she had been through, and he couldn’t blame her. “How are you?”

“I’ve been better.” Her words were short and clipped, almost like she didn’t want to talk to him at all. Which made no sense to him. Bear had been ready to say something to him in the conference room, just before she’d passed out. Why would she act like this?

Jake tried again. “I missed you, you know? I was a wreck, ask Bug or whoever else. They’ll tell you that I cried like a baby.” He was going for humor but was once again shot down in his attempts to talk to her.

“I didn’t ask you to do that. To mourn me.”

“I know you didn’t,” Jake said weakly. This wasn’t his Bear. It couldn’t be. But it looked like her, sounded like her, so this must be her. Why wouldn’t it be? “But I care about you, Teddy. I always have. You know this.”

Bear snorted, her eyes focused on a point over his shoulder. She couldn’t even stand to look at him. How could she? “Do I know that? Or do I just know what you're telling me?”

“Bear, I love you! I have been in love with you since the training exercise back on base! Why would I have lost sleep over you if I didn’t want you or care for you?” Jake was getting louder with each word and was practically screaming by the end. This didn’t make sense. Bear would never say this to him, would she?

But his pondering was cut off by a snort. “You honestly think I wanted you?” Bear rolled her eyes at him, fed up with his insistence.

“Bear please!” He was nearly pleading now, but that didn’t seem to change the iron stare of the woman in front of him. The woman who he had thought loved him. “You can’t be serious!”

“You were a distraction. A plaything. And do you know the worst part, Jake, do you know what that is? No? I’ll tell you. You. Weren’t. Worth. It.” Each word was punctuated by her stepping closer to him. “You were never worth it.”

“When did she stand up?” Jake thought distantly, but his attention was grabbed by the next words Bear spat at him.

“I should have left you to rot in the desert. Saved my own ass, protected my team like I swore to do. I didn’t sign up to defend little boys with no sense of self-preservation. You want to hear me say it again, Jake? You. Weren’t. Worth. Saving.”

Tears were now falling freely down his face as each word Bear threw at him found its mark deep in his heart. She was ruthless, cruel, and held no regard for his feelings. This couldn’t be what they had made her into. This wasn’t right. Did she really regret saving him? But FAK had told him that… No. It didn’t matter. Bear clearly didn’t feel the same as she had before the mission. How could she claim to have feelings and throw these words around so carelessly? “Fine. Whatever. So you regret saving my ass,” Jake fired back, his face red as tears streamed down his cheeks. “So why did you? Why did you save me if you were just ‘playing’ with me? Why?”

“Because you put yourself in danger and I was never going to hear the end of it if I just left you. My career would be over!” Bear’s grin was mocking as she shoved his own anger back in his face, laughing as she did. “I was a better leader before you, and I will be a great one without you. I hate to say it, but you were little more to me than a rock in my boot, Seresin. A pretty one, sure. But a pain nonetheless.”

“Bear…” One last try. One last plea for her to come to her senses. “Please.” Jake’s heart was shattering in his chest the longer he stood before Bear, raw emotion choking him as he tried to rearrange his thoughts to fit the picture she was painting for him. Bear was standing here as casually as she could, acting like her every word wasn’t single-handedly destroying every treasured moment of the two of them that he held.

“You loved a lie, Jake. I never cared. You should know what that’s like, Flyboy.” Her nickname for him, so callously thrown out, like she didn’t care, like she couldn’t bring herself to care. “You did this all the time. Out of the both of us, you have the reputation as a heart breaker.”

Jake physically recoiled from her. His chest had been filled with uncertainty since he’d entered the room, but now? Now it was almost as if Bear had reached into his chest and pulled his heart out, squeezing it in her hands. She didn’t care. She had never cared. It hit him like a sack of stones, dazing him and he pressed his palms against his eyes, trying to block it all out, trying to make sense of it all. Jake swallowed back bile, desperately scanning her face for any sign that she could be lying, but there was none. Just the blank face of the woman he loved staring back at him, and he could only hope that this was some kind of twisted prank meant to torment him.

Or maybe this was the new Bear. The one who didn’t care for him or his feelings. She was jaded, ruined by the men Hazard had led to her. A shell of the vibrant person he had fallen in love with. A fraction of the woman that had stolen his heart. Jake watched numbly as she climbed back into bed and turned away from him, feeling something slap at his arm. Twice more, this thing jabbed him in the shoulder until he shot up with a strangled gasp, the air in his lungs punching out like he’d gotten a boot to the chest.

Scrubbing his hands over his face, Jake blew out a breath. Bear hadn’t said what she did. That was a dream, an amalgamation of his worst fears coming to haunt him, to make him regret everything. The thing was, it had almost worked. But Bear was alive, and while he didn’t know how she was, Jake knew that she was nothing like the woman masquerading as Bear in his nightmare. She wasn’t capable of it. Not even after everything she had likely been through. Her “words” were in his head because he had dreamt it, not because they had actually been said.

“Jake? You good man? You look like you saw a ghost.” It was Coyote’s voice that pulled him from his mind, jolting him back to reality. The reality where he was sat on his bunk, rubbing sleep from his eyes

“Yeah. Just a wicked nightmare. When did I fall asleep?” Jake scarcely recognized his own voice with how ragged it sounded to his own ears.

“You crashed, like the second you lay down. You were just out,” Javy replied, eyeing his best friend suspiciously. “Are you okay?”

“I will be.”

Coyote didn’t look convinced, but he nodded anyways, stepping closer with the sandwich he’d snagged from the mess. “Eat something, man. Then go shower. You smell like nightmares and sweat. Bear isn’t gonna want to kiss your landfill smellin’ ass.”

Jake’s cheeks were puffed out from the mouthful of his sandwich. “Fuck you,” he tried to say through the bread and meat, but it came out in a muffled series of noises that just made Javy snort.

“Yeaaaah, she’s definitely not gonna want to put her face anywhere near that.” Javy was relishing in the indignant look Jake gave him, chuckling at the barely hidden laughter that had returned to his friend’s eyes.

“I know where you can put your face,” Jake shot back. “How about you kiss my ass and leave Bear the hell alone?” For the first time in weeks, Jake’s face had lit up. He was coming back into who he used to be, but underneath the sparkle in those now-bright green eyes lurked sadness at his own inability to help.

Javy smirked, throwing a towel at Jake’s head. “I would, but you’d like it too much.”

The blond man groaned. “Fucking Hell, Javy.”

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out!”

“I pity your girlfriend.”

“Low blow, man. Low blow.” Coyote had pretended to stumble back, clutching his chest and staring up at Jake like the man had stabbed him. “You leave my honey outta this.”

The two men stared at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. It felt normal. Like the two of them were healing, like the world was right once more. It took them both a while to calm down, the silence in the room punctuated with small snorts of laughter and the occasional wheeze as they both tried to catch their breath. “Please. You’re tellin’ me that she wouldn’t drag your ass?”

“She already does man. Chewed me out for yellin’ at you too. Called you an ass, but told me to be nice,” Javy replied, wiping tears from his eyes. “God I love her.”

Jake grinned at his best friend. “You gonna wife her up anytime soon? Or do I have to use my charm to show T how it’s done?”

“Bullshit. You got lucky with Bear. She don’t dig white boys, you know that.”

“Fair enough. Fair enough.” Jake lifted his palms in mock-surrender. “I know when I’m beat.”

“Mmhmm. Bear’s got you whipped, man.” Javy watched as Jake’s face softened. His eyes had brightened and he sat up a little straighter. It was like watching a flower perk up after a rainstorm, and Javy knew that his best friend was in love with the bedridden Navy Seal a few buildings away. “Pretty sure she’s had your balls since day one.”

“I might’ve handed them to her, I honestly don’t know.”

The black man snorted. “Alright, alright. I told Bradshaw that I’d get your pasty simp ass into the shower and back so he could go eat, let’s go.” He clapped his hands, grinning as Jake hauled himself up with a groan. “C’mon. Move it.”

“I’m comin’. I’m comin’. Calm your tits dude,” Jake said, rolling his eyes as he grabbed his shower stuff and a clean set of clothes.

“Please tell me that isn’t how you talk dirty to Bear… Honey’s gonna be so disappointed in her if you caught her with lines like that.” Coyote shoved him towards the showers, following him. “Now, I’d wait. But I’ve got to call my mama in…” he trailed off, checking his watch. “12 minutes. And if you’re gonna be an angsty shit, I’d remember that you have a hungry Chicken in the same room as your girl. So move it, or lose her.”

The shit-eating grin on Coyote’s face was enough to make Jake snort as he passed by his friend. “Go on then. I can shower by myself.”

“Awww. Who’s a big boy?” Javy replied with a loud cackle of a laugh at the face Jake pulled. “Okay man. See you in a bit.”

“Later asshole. You know where to find me,” Jake yelled back, flipping Javy off as he undressed.

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Stepping under the cold spray of the shower shocked Jake back to his dream. Bear couldn’t possibly feel that way, could she? This was the thought that raced through his mind as Jake stood stock-still, feeling the water sluicing down his body. Bear had made that decision for a reason. Wracked with guilt in those initial days after learning Bear’s fate, he had sought out FAK in help of understanding what had happened.

FAK’s tone had been gentle, the medic having more of an understanding of Bear’s motivations. They had sat with him as they restitched his leg, talking the whole time. Jake had learned a lot from this conversation; Bear had cared enough about him to come after him. She had put herself in harm’s way to save him for a reason. FAK hadn’t known what that reasoning was, and they didn’t care to speculate, but the medic had assured him that it must have been significant.

And as Jake stood, rinsing soap from his body, that reason hit him. It slammed into his chest quick and fast. In all honesty, it felt like launching from a carrier; a jolt followed by a lurch that moved through both you and the aircraft. It was indescribable to someone who had never experienced it, but Jake knew. This time he understood why Bear had risked herself for him. He didn’t like it, but he understood. It was because she loved him, it made no sense otherwise. So she had to, Bear had to love him back.

FAK had known but couldn’t say, Bug knew, hell, Jake was certain that his entire team knew. But were those feelings the truth, or just imagined? There was only one way to find out. The mere thought had him shutting the shower off abruptly, standing stock-still for a moment to evaluate what exactly he was planning on doing. He would confess first, she couldn’t because of her rank, but he could say something.

Jake could confess his love.

He screwed his eyes shut, shaking his head. This was insane. But Jake knew that taking risks was part of his job, it was partially who he was. So he threw on clean pants and a hoodie, redoing his shoes before racing off through the locker room and across base, all the way to Bear’s bedside.

It was always better late than never. Right?

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A/N: I’m going to be crucified by some of you, so I’m going to stand… over here and try not to die 😅

Love to @startrekfangirl2233 and @sarahsmi13s for both yelling at me and one of these lovely ladies AKA @dakotakazansky gave me that idea, so thank to that person who knows who they are!

Taglist: @horseshoegirl @roosters-girl @lovinglyeternal @lavenderbradshaw @roosterforme @bobby-r2d2-floyd @bradleybeachbabe @footprintsinthesxnd @twsssmlmaa @fandomxpreferences @dempy @gizmodear @fighterpilothoe @chaoticassidy @eli2447 @iwantmyredvelvetcupcake @djs8891 @rhirhikingston @sisterslytherinog @impossiblebagelcowboyfreak @sgt-barnesveins @taytaylala12 @urmom-999 @formulapierre @pinkpantheris @havlindzk @a-beaverhausen @killcomet @buxkybarnez @topgunruinedme @hangmanscoming @smoothdogsgirl @a-court-of-roscoe-and-baby

#fern writes #a gun amonst daggers #jake hangman seresin x reader #bear and hangman #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin imagine #top gun maverick #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin fanfiction #jake seresin x oc #top gun maverick fanfiction #hangman x reader #jake seresin series

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disformer · 9 months

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Begging anyone who’s upset at critique of Earthspark to avoid mentioning the WGA strike. Aside from being a cartoonishly silly attempt to scold critics with a finger-wagging reminder of Poor Writers who need our solidarity right now, it’s also largely irrelevant.

Earthsparks production has been wrapping up for at least a year and a half. The episodes that came out a few days ago are not worse because the writing team was a skeleton crew brought about by the strike. This is a bizarre suggestion. Could labour shortages and behind-the-curtain fuckups have caused some pacing issues? Almost definitely. But don’t twist the narrative to better suit your defense of a TV show.

It’s ghoulish to insist that negative critique of their work means anything to writers on strike right now. It’s a blatant, unambiguous attempt to couch your own opinions in the clothes of Leftist Solidarity, and it’s messy messy messy. The WGA strike is a tooth-and-nail battle for backpay and a living wage from some of the most evil corporations on the planet, if you really want to help them you can donate to the ECF.

And for the love of GOD, do NOT post these hot takes in the official strike tag. Like. Head in my hands. Your transformers takes should not be sharing oxygen online with genuine activism and politics.

#I’m looking directly into the eyes of someone who i will not name #dis.txt #psa #transformers #DONT TAAAAG IIIIIIT AAAAAAAAA

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workersolidarity · 4 months

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🇵🇸🇮🇱 ,🏥 🚨

WORLD HEALTH ORGANIZATION DELIVERS AID TO AL-SHIFA HOSPITAL, CALLS EMERGENCY DEPARTMENT A "BLOODBATH"

The World Health Organization (WHO) organized a joint mission with the United Nations (UN) to deliver medical supplies and aid to al-Shifa Hospital complex, located in Rimal, a neighborhood in the north of Gaza City.

The WHO describes al-Shifa Hospital as "currently minimally functional" and "needs to resume at least basic operations" in order to continue serving the "thousands in need of life saving healthcare," according to a Press release.

The WHO mission delivered medicines, surgical supplies, orthopedic surgery equipment, anesthesia materials and drugs to al-Shifa Hospital.

Al-Shifa Hospital had been Gaza's largest hospital complex, however, since an Occupation raid on the complex launched on November 15th and multiple strikes by Occupation war planes, al-Shifa now houses only a handful of doctors, a few nurses, and approximately 70 volunteers.

WHO staff described the hospital complex as suffering from "unbelievably challenging circumstances" and called it a "hospital in need of resuscitation."

Operating rooms and other major services remain non-functional due to a lack of fuel, oxygen, specialized medical staff and supplies.

The hospital is currently only capable of providing basic trauma stabilization, but has no blood for transfusion and is nearly empty of staff to care for the constant flow of patients. Dialysis is being provided to approximately 30 patients a day, with the dialysis machines operating 24/7.

The WHO team described the Emergency Department of al-Shifa as a "bloodbath", with hundreds of injured Palestinians inside, and new patients arriving every minute.

Patients with trauma injuries are being sutured on the floor, with only limited, if any, pain management.

WHO staff says the Emergency Department at al-Shifa is so full, that extra care must be taken not to step on the patients lying on the floor. More critical patients are being transferred to al-Ahli Arab Hospital for surgeries, a local hospital located in the Zeitoun neighborhood of Gaza City.

The WHO points out that tens of thousands of displaced Palestinians are using the hospital building and grounds for shelter, arguing a more prolonged, multi-pronged approach is needed to provide them with food, water and shelter.

Al-Shifa Hospital continues to experience a severe shortage of food and safe, potable water for health worker, patients, and displaced Palestinians.

"This reflects grave and growing concerns around persistent hunger across the Gaza Strip, and the consequences of malnutrition on people’s health and susceptibility to infectious diseases," the WHO said.

Currently, al-Ahli Arab Hospital remains the only hospital partially functional hospital in north Gaza, along with three minimally functional hospitals- al-Shifa, Al Awda and the Al Sahaba Medical Complex- down from the 24 that existed before Israel's genocide war on Palestinians in Gaza began on October 7th.

#source

@WorkerSolidarityNews

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Director of Kamal Adwan Hospital in northern Gaza:

-The situation in the hospital is very difficult amid the ongoing Israeli blockade.

-Israeli drones target anyone entering or leaving the hospital.

-We have 65 injuries, including 12 children in intensive care, 6 children with serious injuries, and 3,000 displaced people.

-The IOF targeted the hospital's water system, and we had to rely on groundwater.

-No electricity, water, or food in the hospital.

-The IOF shelled the maternity ward.

-Three children in the hospital lost their lives in the last three days due to a shortage of oxygen.

#palestine #free palestine #gaza #israel #signal boost #social justice #human rights #healthcare

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Israel Is "Engineering Famine" In Gaza

Amnesty International says Israel is “engineering famine” in Gaza. Organization head Agnes Callamard adds, “all states that cut UNRWA funding, sold weapons and supported Israel bear responsibility too.”

Yazan Al-Kafarna, a 9-year-old Palestinian boy with cerebral palsy, was forced to flee the Israeli invasion of Beit Hanoun with his family to southern Gaza. Recently, Yazan’s health deteriorated due to a shortage of food and oxygen.

Today, Yazan passed away due to insufficient healthcare and a lack of specialized food for his condition at Abu Youssef Al-Najjar Hospital, exacerbated by the Israeli blockade of Gaza.

Biden and Netanyahu did this. Media justified it. Institutions protected it. Protestors lost jobs and reputations fighting it. We will never forget. Or forgive.

Abdul Rahman Al-Dahdouh, an elderly Palestinian, died due to severe dehydration and malnutrition as a result of Israel’s continuous prevention of food convoys from reaching northern parts of Gaza.

Israel did this. With the full support of the US and Britain. We must ensure every criminal who played a role in this genocide faces justice.

Future generations will not forgive us if we don’t.

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intersectionalpraxis · 5 months

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Let's Talk Palestine's latest updates on their free broadcast channel on Instagram:

December 11th, 2023 [EST]

🚨🚨🚨 Israeli forces are besieging 2 hospitals in northern Gaza:

(1) the Kamal Adwan Hospital in northern Gaza, which is surrounded by tanks. Its director says: “Israeli drones target anyone entering or leaving the hospital; We are sheltering 3,000 displaced people; 3 children in the hospital died in the last three days due to a shortage of oxygen; Israel targeted the hospital’s water system”

(2) Al-Awda Hospital has been under “total siege” by Israeli forces since Dec 5th. Doctors Without Borders, which is operating there, today announced that one of its surgeons was shot while inside.

Israeli snipers surround the hospital, routinely firing on those inside.

Other updates 🇵🇸

• Official toll surpasses 18,000

• UN Special Rapporteur on Food: “Every single Palestinian in Gaza is going hungry” amidst what he recognized as a genocide

🔻 Hamas announces it targeted Israeli fighters in Khan Younis & northern Gaza, saying several were “killed and wounded” amidst “fierce clashes”

End the illegal occupation, ceasefire permanently, and free Palestine!

#feminist #feminism #social justice #freepalastine🇵🇸#palestine #free palestine #free gaza #gazaunderfire #gaza #gazaunderattack #gaza strip #gaza update #current events #israeli war crimes #israel is a terrorist state #settler violence #settler colonialism

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oonlykooii · 5 months

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𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬

Zoro x Fem! Reader

Sense and sensibility. Common sense, the ability to decide what is most appropriate and evaluate situations, but what happens when that common sense is carried away by sensibility?...

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

Have you ever wondered if there is life beyond planet Earth? Would something be so strange? The closest thing we could share the Milky Way with would be the famous extraterrestrials. But could another form of life identical to us exist in the entire cosmos?

Cold night and fresh wind, a clear sky where the protagonists were only the constellations and a shooting star passing through the sky, a shooting star that left a trail of white smoke, but shooting stars don't do that, do they?

It was an impressive speed at which it was going, which little by little was going down until it hit the surface.

A terribly directed landing that caused a loud scandal, there was no shortage of the great disaster that followed it, the shooting star or rather what was a ship, impact between the earth and the dirt scraped so abruptly, smoke constantly coming out of the machine while a of the doors opened.

Quickly a man emerged from that spaceship, two swords occupying his hands and a mask covering his mouth and eyes, mint green hair slightly disheveled by all the impact, gray eyes examining the perimeter and analyzing any possible threat, 3 golden earrings hanging from his ear left and a scar decorating his left eye

Meanwhile, a young girl left the ship silently, avoiding paying his attention to her, fresh air to breathe and a grove of trees, a perfectly pleasant place to explore, completely leaving that ship that was jumbled between a throne branch, causing his attention to be drawn to you

“This is” You asked, looking at the environment that surrounded you, a wild and wooded environment, you could continue contemplating it until you felt a quick impact that caused your head to be covered “Zoro!”

“Gh! It's necessary! You are the princess and you decide to go down as if nothing had happened" That man cursed, but even as he cursed it was clear that his true intentions were to act as quickly as possible to prevent his protégé from being in any danger, even if it cost him life, noticing how he had stopped breathing by keeping his chest inflated, a sign of oxygen retention and of course, avoiding speaking so as not to waste resources

“This is not necessary” You mentioned removing the helmet from your face, you felt the cool night breeze hit your face again “I don't think this is contaminated”

The man seemed to frown more when his face, stunned to discover that this place had nothing toxic and had unfortunately caused a scene, looked slightly to the sides, raising his shoulders, clicking his tongue and resting his hand on the katanas again in a gesture of ignoring what happened.

“Still, it was a careless gesture.” You could see some of the seriousness, even the way in which he quickly, although almost imperceptibly, improved his posture “In another situation things would not have gone well.”

“But we are not in that situation, right?”

You stared at him and he looked at you with his only open eye of that sharp steel color that stabbed into you, a tension in the atmosphere to see who was right, and the current situation and everything else did not cooperate much with that event, He was going to mention something until something interrupted them.

“Sector 3 Alpha script. We are on Earth, better known for being a planet within the sector known as the Milky Way” The robotic voice was present, similar to the tone of a woman but without having a special characteristic for the moment.

“Ah... It's just you, Punk-07” You sighed in relief, seeing that flashing light that soon took a shape.

It maintained a transparent form where blue connections and cables could be seen throughout its body that matched its transparent blue form. A nucleus in the place of the heart where all those connections were united. The connections shone in synchrony, something different, typical of science fiction movies but truly useful, a humanoid that nodded, maintaining its elegant bearing and being noticeable as even now the cables that managed See, those that were aesthetically united shone in a strange pattern, resembling the neural networks that were created in the organism of a living being but that had 4 arms, how strange, right?

You sighed softly as you shook your dress slightly, you looked at them both to rest your eyes on him again and how he began to walk to the side and how he turned to look at us so we could follow him.

“Where we go” You asked as you walked along that path full of trees and whispers of nature itself.

“To look for shelter, we cannot afford for them to come for us"

You sighed delicately as a somewhat uncomfortable tension formed in the atmosphere, everything silent and on guard, although that was the normal behavior that someone could show after losing everything, right?

You clenched your fists helplessly, you had tried everything and you couldn't do anything, so all those mornings, afternoons, nights, early mornings that you had sacrificed were for nothing? No, you could still do something to save your people, right?

You navigated your thoughts until you looked for the third time at the same tree you had passed by a few minutes ago.

“Zoro”

“What?”

“We are walking in circles”

“...”

“Zoro”

“What?”

“We are lost”

You stopped walking to watch as Zoro turned to look at you and walked towards you, perhaps there would be a fight again to see who was right in the matter?

No, he got into a guard position to put you behind him. You came out of your thoughts to listen carefully to noises, a strange sound of the wind being altered, so that came from–

A giant reflector of white light rested on top of them to illuminate them, war tanks and strange beings that arrived in both ground and air troops “ What is this? Will they have followed us?” You asked while looking at both the swordsman and what seemed to be an artificial intelligence.

“Probably” He mentioned as he stood in front of you and looked from side to side as he unsheathed two of his three characteristic swords.

…

A long silence occurred until someone came down, he had a green camouflage suit along with a helmet that covered his head, he was a man, he already looked somewhat advanced in age but maintained a good shape.

Zoro remained in a defensive position in front of you while he stared at the stranger who stood a little further in front of all the troops.

“Identify yourselves” The man mentioned while he finished staying still a few meters near you.

And as expected there was no response, the man simply let out a laugh to go to sleep for a short period of time and then wake up, how strange? Would it be customary for all of them to do that? That left them both confused and watching with curiosity.

“These teenagers who don't even answer anymore!! HAHAHAHA”

The confusion returned, why was he laughing? Whether he was happy or he was going to attack them, Zoro stood firm in his place while pointing one of his katanas at him strangely as a warning sign.

“Commander Garp, you better not let your guard down” another man joined that scene, but it was easy to distinguish him from the others, he was wearing a suit and a hat that did not leave his eyes visible

"Don't be a party pooper, Bogard, I'm just trying to lighten the mood," The older man mentioned as he pulled the younger man closer and gave him what seemed to be a firm pat on the back. "

When the man finished that abrupt demonstration he looked at them again to sigh a little loudly and let out a delicate laugh.

“Well, since they don't want to talk, they leave us nothing but to make them talk by our own methods” He said to point them out so that ground troops would approach little by little.

“Don't walk away from the machine” Zoro whispered to you so that only you would listen, his head slightly turned and his only eye fixing on you while he left you in charge of that intelligence.

Zoro approached little by little without making any sudden movements, he knew that if he did something sudden his protected person would be at risk and that was what he least wanted to deal with.

…

A sound that echoed throughout the place, a bullet, but do bullets end up cut in half? The movement was so fast, no one had noticed how the man had disappeared and his swords were already dancing to the rhythm of his precise and fast movements.

The gunshots and the noise increased more and more, you couldn't stand by and watch him... a memory came to your memory and made you clench your fists with a mixture of emotions so foreign to you, resentment.

From your waist you quickly grabbed a cane, to unfold it so that it took the shape of a stick, you held it tightly to begin to maneuver and skillfully hit the soldiers, as always so foolish to what he told you.

A pitched battle began in that forest, but it was so unfair, the advantage you had was incomprehensible to them, you had managed not to catch his attention for a few minutes until he saw you.

You were using that ability of yours against a few but, how strange, they were so fragile, and it's not that you had such great strength, but, they weren't like them, they were like-

You felt someone grab your arm, a touch full of decision and dominance but leaving the abruptness aside.

“What are ya' still doing here?” He responded with his brow slightly furrowed while he still held onto you

“I'm not going to let you fight alone”

“I don't need you to help me, I need you to be safe”

You clenched your fists with accumulated strength, you looked away from him, that feeling of resentment that you felt when you saw him was born again in your chest.

“But” Something interrupted the atmosphere

You were going to say something to finish off his argument until in the blink of an eye you were lying on the ground with him on top of you, his arm on the side of your head for support and his sword still in his hand.

A bullet stopped, they had tried to shoot you and that only frustrated him, he looked at you to find any sign of injury but everything seemed to be fine

You stayed for a few seconds in shock watching him and the night sky, him, the scent of steel, and a reddish color running down his arm, you had to do something or that was going to get complicated, everything was going to get complicated, you tilted your head. to avoid seeing it and focus on getting out of there

You pressed a button on the palm of your hand, the extension of a high-tech bracelet, you called that robot from a few moments ago to come for you. As if it were a ray of light, something came quickly for you to enclose you in a kind of zorb ball that would cover you from any attack.

You could still slightly feel the impact of the bullets hitting that protective sphere, but due to the speed at which they were going they lost sight of them but had a hard time going down a rocky forest path that ended up throwing them down a rocky slope.

Even though he was hurt, he pulled you towards him to cover you with his body so that you wouldn't be hurt, one of his arms around your shoulders that kept you close to him, and the other holding that sphere to keep himself steady, firm

That protective balloon ended up breaking, nothing serious, just the wet earth staining your arms and knees, you stayed recovering for a few seconds to get back on your feet.

“What was that?” He asked with that slightly frowning expression of his.

“That was getting out of control, or what? Were you thinking of finishing off all of them and not having any more of them come?” You refuted with a firm voice.

“I had everything under control, if only!” He wanted to argue.

“If only what? Roronoa, they are humanoids! And without forgetting that!”

You pointed to his injured arm, a slight tear in his uniform where there was blood stained around the fabric, they both looked at each other, there were no more words, it was as if their intense gazes were debating with each other.

“Homo Sapiens Sapiens”

“ … What?” His eyes rested on that intelligent form again to see how it reacted again “The database has been updated.”

“Punk-07” You mentioned while you saw how he looked at both of you “...”

“We must find shelter, or they could track us, and that's the last thing we want” That kind of robot mentioned while leaving them you both silent “The data has been updated, but I don't have much information about human behavior”

Everyone stayed silent, they had a lot to process. The sound and feeling of drops of water staining their skin became present, rain.

“Well, one more problem” Zoro mentioned in a low voice as he grabbed your wrist and they started walking to find a place to take shelter

After so much walking and possibly going and returning to the same place he found a cave, it was not the most refined or comfortable space but with a bonfire that would warm them up it was perfect.

You were sitting next to him, finishing adjusting an improvised bandage on his arm, his gaze was averted and a serious expression, you didn't have the best expression either, the simple fact of curing him for his foolishness made you angry, it all ended a few minutes later, he stand up.

“Thanks” and he left.

While Zoro was talking to that robot about making a possible base of operations or staying in that place, you disagreed.

Your goal wasn't to stay in a cave for the rest of your life, or until they were found you, you walked to the edge of the cave entrance, watching the distant glow of a possible civilization.

“And if we go there?” You asked while you were still stunned by those shines, without noticing how both of them caught their attention on you

“No” You received a quick response from the man

“Something caught his attention, My lady?” That intelligence responded to you with his insensitive voice

“Those lights…” That word replacing the saying that you missed your home, you looked at them both with a calm expression, without showing any hint that could make you look vulnerable “I want to go there”

#zoro x reader #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x you #op #x reader #zoro #zoro headcanons #zoro x you #zoro roronoa x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro roronoa

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two rain world fan lizards! you can make fanart and/or ocs

LATERIX LIZARDS:

"Acutiserratusdens lacerta"

Sharp Jagged Tooth Lizard.

Description:

These fast, and swift modified lizards often scavenge in search of already dead food, whether that ranges from a small slugcat, or a large Sail Lizard. They are nimble in the air and agile on land, using their 1.5 meter long wingspan for quick travel across the skies. Though rare, these lizards have been observed to hunt for food. Specifically, smaller, weaker creatures that are easy to dispatch with their long snout and teeth. They often do this in a period of temporary shortage of carcasses/food, and so resulting in messy mobs to take form and tear flesh right off the bones of their prey.

Appearance:

These reptiles feature a body plan with striking resembelance to Pterasaurids. Specifically, from the group Rhamphorhynchidae. They feature long, slender snouts with sharp teeth. Paired with the teeth's being procumbent (pointed forward), it was built for ripping flesh off bones. They sport a long tail, used for steering it's flight and when sprinting. The Laterix lizard features a wing which was formed by a thin layer of skin, muscle, and other tissues stretching from the ankles to a dramatically lengthened third finger. This left only two fingers left for stability on ground. Unlike most lizards, these small scavengers have a dull yet diverse coloration, ranging from pale indigo to cream-colored scales.

------- Rain World style

Code name: [NOT IN A MOD]

Behaviour: Neutral to Aggresive

HP: 2

Food pips: Hunter: 4 ●

Artificer: 3 ●

Gourmand: 1.5 ●

Spearmaster: 1 •

Average: 6 •

Points: 5

Regions

Skyline, Drenches, Coast, Mountainsides.

Damage Multipliers

Bite 40%

Head 10%

Head (Bite) 4%

Throat 150%

Throat (Bite) 60%

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Laternix Lizards are fast opportunistic scavengers with the ability of powered flight. They feature the wall and pole climbing abilities of a Blue/White Lizard.

Laternix Lizards have a 20% letharity rate.

TL;DR: They're fast, nimble opportunistic lizards which it's wings supported powered-flight in order to find prey.

SAIL LIZARDS

"Mareregem lacerta"

Sea king Lizard.

Description:

Sail Lizards are large lizards built for an aquatic lifestyle. Although their giant size, these bulky creatures can rival the speeds of a Jetfish when using full force. They are known as ambush predators, locating their prey before launching themselves towards it at high speeds and head-butting it. The said action would hopefully kill smaller prey and disorient larger ones and leave time for the Sail Lizards to dispatch their prey with their powerful jaws. Despite their looks, these lizards are intellegent and sometimes even malicious, killing or injuring other creatures for the sake of entertainement. In addition, their intellegence has led to numerous cases of iterator legs being minorly damaged due to them gnawing and head-butting repeatedly. This shows a sense of curiousity, as they were observed to stare at iterator legs for an extended period before engaging in physical analogies. This curiosity also affects fauna and flora, as young adolescents often playfully nudge other creatures.

Despite their aquatic lifestyle, they have not adapted to breathe underwater, instead relying on holding their breath in their spleens and taking intakes of oxygen up in the surface. This leads them quite vunerable to attacks from other Sail Lizards, which is quite common given their territorial nature.

Appearance:

The Sail Lizards bare resembelance to Earth's Liopleurodon, an extinct genus of short-necked Pliosaurs. Their bodies served upwards of 18.6 feet (5.66 m) long. Their main bodies feature a slope on the spine, and are primarily bulky. It's tail featured a few pink spine extensions as a fragment that has not been removed by it's creators. They, additionally, feature frills at the sides of their heads, similar to those from Salamanders. Their heads feature an aerodynamic shape, allowing them to swim with quite ease.

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While world leaders wring their hands the mothers and children of Palestine suffer.

A premature Palestinian baby at the maternity ward of al-Shifa Hospital [Mohammed Al-Masri/Reuters]

By Federica Marsi and Ruwaida Amer

Published On 2 Nov 20232 Nov 2023

Fukhari, Gaza Strip – A rhythmic beep accompanies the mechanical ventilator as it breathes oxygen into a premature baby’s lungs. The thin tube stretching from an oxygen tank pumps life into her fragile body, as a monitor tracks the feeble thump of her heart.

Talia was born on October 6, one day before the outbreak of Israel’s latest war on the Gaza Strip, following a Hamas attack on southern Israel. Her skin has since lost the bluish tinge that had raised alarm among medics at the Nasser Medical Hospital in Khan Younis, in the southern Gaza Strip, but her lungs are not strong enough yet to function on their own.

Hospitals across the Palestinian enclave warn that fuel supplies are running dry amid Israel’s total blockade. Once the generators stop, newborn babies dependent on electric incubators for survival could die within minutes. Already, the fuel shortage has forced Gaza’s only cancer hospital to shut down.

“There is great fear and anxiety for the lives that would be lost,” Asaad al-Nawajha, a paediatric and neonatal specialist at Nasser told Al Jazeera. “We continuously appeal to provide the necessary fuel to operate the hospital’s generators and ensure the safety of children, the sick and the injured in Gaza.”

The hospital’s neonatal emergency unit houses 10 children, some born up to four weeks earlier than their expected due date. The Gaza health ministry estimates that 130 newborn babies are currently dependent on incubators across the strip.

Samar Awad, Talia’s 25-year-old mother, said the baby girl was the child she “had dreamed of,” but that giving birth to her had been far from idyllic.

“The doctor told me that there was water in her lungs and that she needed to be monitored, so I’ve been sleeping with her in the nursery,” Awad said. She has not been able to take her daughter home.

The Gaza Strip has been under relentless bombardment since October 7, when Hamas staged a surprise attack on southern Israel, killing at least 1,400 people. Israel’s bombs have since killed more than 8,700 Palestinians in Gaza, including more than 3,000 children.

Since the Israeli government issued an order to evacuate the northern part of the enclave, the southern districts of Khan Younis and Rafah have been flooded with internally displaced families.

Air strikes have been continuing in the southern Strip despite Israel’s relocation order. Alongside the gut-wrenching fear that a bomb might kill her husband and three-year-old son as they huddle with relatives in Khan Younis, Awad is gripped by the anxiety that the machine that keeps her baby alive might go silent.

“I’m terrified the hospital will run out of fuel,” she said. “I want this war to end, and for my daughter to be home with her brother and her father, who miss her very much.”

A medical worker assists a premature baby who lies in an incubator at the maternity ward of al-Shifa Hospital in Gaza City [Mohammed Al-Masri/Reuters]

The United Nations’ sexual and reproductive health agency, UNFPA, estimated that 50,000 pregnant women have been caught up in the conflict in Gaza, with more than 160 deliveries every day.

About 15 percent of births are forecast to result in complications. “These women need to have access to emergency obstetric care, and that becomes even more challenging with trauma cases coming in and the health system being on its knees,” Dominic Allen, the UNFPA representative for the State of Palestine, told Al Jazeera.

As part of the UN, the UNFPA has been calling for an immediate humanitarian ceasefire. “There needs to be a space and time to ease the human suffering that we are witnessing in Gaza,” Allen said. “Humanitarian aid and supplies must be allowed through.”

At least one-third of hospitals in Gaza — 12 out of 35 — and nearly two-thirds of primary healthcare clinics — 46 out of 72 — have shut down since the start of hostilities due to damage or lack of fuel, increasing the pressure on the remaining health facilities that are still operational, the UN has found.

Israel has allowed a few aid trucks in via the Rafah land crossing with Egypt in recent days. But it has barred the entry of fuel. It classes diesel as a “dual use” good that can be used for military as well as civilian purposes — even though Israel closely monitors all fuel that enters the Gaza Strip, all the way to the final delivery point.

At al-Shifa Hospital in Gaza City, the largest medical compound in the Palestinian enclave, medical staff have described working conditions as “catastrophic”.

“We lack basic necessities for life and are struggling with a severe water shortage,” Nasser Fouad Bulbul, head of the premature and neonatal care departments, said.

As fuel runs out, desalination plants have also shut, leaving hospitals largely unable to ensure the most basic hygiene norms. The UN says that only three litres of water a day are currently available per person in Gaza for basic health requirements including drinking, washing, cooking and flushing the toilet – far lower than the recommended minimum daily amount of 50 litres.

According to the United Nations Children’s Fund (UNICEF), Gaza’s water facilities are currently pumping five percent of their pre-war daily output, with infant deaths to dehydration a growing threat.

As resources dwindle, the needs are greater than ever. Bulbul said he had noticed an increase in premature births in recent weeks, which he attributed to “fear and terror”.

“We do not know what to do as we are facing a severe shortage of medical supplies, ventilators and essential life-saving medicines,” he added.

Yasmine Ahmed, a midwife at al-Shifa, said most of the babies at the hospital were the only survivors from their families. “There is no one to take care of them and there is the threat that the electricity could cut out, so they would [also] lose their lives,” she said.

For parents who long to hold their newborns in their arms, every day is filled with nerve-racking uncertainty. Lina Rabie, a 27-year-old mother from Khan Younis, struggled for years to conceive a child. Her son was finally born a week before the war began.

“He was born on the first week of the eighth month [of gestation] and doctors told me his life was in danger,” Rabie told Al Jazeera. Marwan, who takes his name from his paternal grandfather, has since been placed in an incubator at the Nasser hospital.

"Every second the war continues, my heart burns with fear for my child and for all children,” Rabie said. “I hope the war will end and my son will recover, then I’ll be able to hug him any time I want.”

(Ruwaida Amer reported from the Gaza Strip, and Federica Marsi from Milan, Italy)

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