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found-family-tournament · 1 year

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Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 20 Group 100

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Reds and Blues: Grif, Simmons, Sarge, Donut, Lopez, Doc, Caboose, Church, Tucker, Agent Washington, Agent Carolina, Locus

Wright Anything Agency (& Company): Phoenix & Trucy Wright, Apollo Justice, Maya Fey, Miles Edgeworth, Pearl Fey, Ema Skye, Kay Faraday & Sebastian Debeste

Submissions are still open!

Reds and Blues:

My babies are all assholes but love each other deep down

Wright Anything Agency (& Company):

THEY MEAN THE WORLDDDDD TO MEEEEEE for some reason a lot of people in the fandom don't play Ace Attorney 5 which is fair since it's kind of messy BUT. BUT. IT INTRODUCES ATHENA AND DOES SOOOO MUCH FOR THE WRIGHT ANYTHING AGENCY. In AA4 we learn that Trucy Wright made the Wright Talent Agency into the Wright Anything Agency in order to bring Apollo in as a lawyer when before it was just her (a magician) and her adopted father Phoenix (a poker player). and AA5 is all about Athena joining and Apollo learning how to trust her, at least it is to ME. they're so gooddddd aaaaaaa like you've got Phoenix and Trucy who are weirdos who love to scheme and you've got Apollo their longsuffering guy who deals with it all, and Phoenix is the mentor... and then Athena comes in and she has a lot of light and determination and trauma (just like the rest of them lol) and she's SO determined and I like her a lot!! And Trucy is my favorite and Phoenix cares about her SO much but he also has his other found family in the Feys!!!!!! Mia dies in the first game but her ghost stays with Phoenix and her sister/cousin Maya and Pearl are SO IMPORTANT TO HIM he loves them so much that's his sisters to me ;-; he would do anything for them and Trucy and he's growing as a mentor to Apollo and Athena too as the game progress... They don't write them all perfectly but they sure do a lot of things I like :) also feel free to split this up into their Wright Anything Agency or Phoenix + the Feys or Phoenix + Trucy if you need to I won't mind I just love AA's found family a lot

Picture this. You are a attorney in your mid 20s and somehow find yourself surrounded by weird little girls with every case you take on. You officially adopt one but really, all of them are either sisters or daughters to you. Especially your loud, burger-loving lesbian sister. Your childhood friend turned rival turned lover, who has a whip-wielding adoptive sister of his own, goes on a series of investigations while messing around with a furry for a couple of weeks and returns with two 17 year old children, a thieving lesbian and a child with a narcissistic murderer for a father who should've kept him back in school a few grades. Your lover has each of them under an arm, and they are appended to your stable of weird little girls but are very much hidden in the back. Then you find out that your daughter, the official one, has a 22yo trans half-brother with a musical diva mother and was half raised as a prince in Khura'in, so you divorce his boss (who is not your official lover, you just had a weird thing for a while when you were in your alcoholic phase, maybe while your actual lover was still messing around with the furry) very publicly while sending him to prison for murdering your daughter's father. Oh, but you have been disbarred, so you make your daughter's son send his own boss to prison, by planting false evidence on him. Of course the young man punches you in the face. Needless to say he works for you for a couple of years and never finds out that he's related to your daughter because that would require a straightforward conversation, now wouldn't it?

only one of them has never been arrested. only two of them arent lawyers. theyre all gay

Theyre very weird and misteruous and kinda fucked up a bit and they were through a lot but phoenix did his best and trucy well she's still just a kid but oh she's trying so fucking hard and always trying to wear a smile and it's breaking my heart the two of them. Also theyre weird i already said that but let me say it again they are WEIRD. and we love them<3 (the ace attorney fandom)

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writingwarden · 1 year

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CAPTURED

Sarge X Medic Reader

Summary- What should've been a simple supply run became much worse.

[A/n]- SARGE! Not many fics about him out there, I am going to personally change that. Lets hear it for our favorite DILF! (Or would it be GILF?) Feedback is Always appreciated!

Tw- assault [head injury], torture [mildly graphic], death, canon typical violence [Please let me know if I missed any!!!]

It should’ve been any old supply run :Get in, grab what's on the list, get out. Simple enough right? Wrong, oh so wrong. You should’ve known when you got paired up with Sarge and his team of lieutenants that something was bound to happen. See now, you had a small crush on the eccentric Colonel and unbeknownst to you, so did he. He could never tell you because he just didn’t know how. He was only a few years older than you so why did it still feel so weird? Neither of you truly knew.

But back to the present, you guys had reached your destination; a small abandoned town from before the war. Winter’s barren nature had overtaken it. This run had to be extra cautious because you were warned of recent pirate activity in the area. Keeping that in mind you had left to search an abandoned pharmacy. It was half way through when the sound of other vehicles pulling up were heard nearby.

Sarge radios his team to tell them to hurry what they’re doing and get back in the vehicles. Normally he would just fight them if it came to that but you were with them and he also didn’t need any more casualties in this stupid war. Most of his team were teens for heaven's sake. When he didn’t hear you respond with the rest he opened a private channel to try and reach you. “Hey get back to the vehicles, a bunch of space pirates just popped up nearby. I told everyone to just finish what they were doing and get ready to leave. Ain’t worth the trouble.”

“Yeah I’d love to do that but I’m pinned at the moment,” you whispered into the comms while peeking over the shelving into the aisles, “Seven pirates searching for you guys. I’m going to try and sneak past them.” Moving behind another shelf you made your way towards the emergency exit. Once you made it to the door you radioed Sarge again,“I’ve made it out, be ready for-” when you were knocked over.

“Oh no you don’t.” sneers the pirate standing over you. Crouching down next to you he spoke, “Tell your little Colonel goodbye.” Then he brought the butt of his rifle down on your temple. The world went black.

Back in the vehicles was a panicked Sarge. He wanted to rush to you but he couldn’t risk the others and the cargo. Frustratedly he orders the group back to Armonia with nothing but you and revenge on his mind. He’d get you back no matter what.

Meanwhile, you awoke being dragged into what seemed to be a wounded tent. Using quick thinking you sent your location to the first person on your contacts, which happened to be Simmons. And then they stripped you of your armour and forced you to tend to their wounded soldiers. After you had finished with the last man they dragged you to another tent; cuffing your hands behind your back the torture began. Stabbing you with different blades, holding your head under water, or sometimes they’d just hit you with their fists. Almost everything in the boom to try and get you to talk. You weren’t even sure why they thought you would have information. But your favourite being when they had carved ‘WASTE’ into your stomach. But you just would not break. Sure you’d scream and you had cried, but in the end you had told them nothing. Oh and how they hated that. Eventually they left you alone, loudly talking about what was for dinner and how they’d hunt down and kill the rest of your squad if you didn’t talk by tomorrow. One had asked another why they were ordered to keep you alive. That puzzled you. Was the order from the mercenaries?

After they had left you had plenty of time to think. You were too hurt to attempt an escape and you didn’t know where they put your armour. It was unlikely that a team would come for you despite your distress signal to Simmons.

“That’s war” they would always say, “not everyone makes it back.”

Hell, they probably already had your replacement setting up. That kinda hurt but what hurt more is that you’d never see your friends again, and you’d never be able to tell the Colonel how you felt about him. If you had ever worked up the courage anyway. You’d never be able to hear his stupid rants again or be able to watch him teach the others how to shoot. Those were your favourite days, for a man of his age and with some of his more permanent wounds, he moved like he was 15 years younger. Sometimes he’d offer to teach you since you didn’t seem to be much of a fighter. Perhaps now that you look back on it you should have taken him up on those offers. Because look where not being able to defend yourself very well got you.

You weren’t sure how much time had passed when you heard the sound of gunfire outside. Two pirates burst inside and grabbed you. Not caring that they were making your injuries worse, they dragged you out and you tried to make sense of what you were seeing. Simmons and Agent Carolina were barreling through pirates. You hadn’t even noticed how many there were in the camp. And then you heard it, the sound of a shotgun being racked back. Looking around for him as they continue to pull you to a car you spotted him take down a pirate in the way.

“Sarge!” you cried out, trying to catch his attention. His helmet spinning around towards the noise. And then the pirate who had been in charge of getting information from you made the absolute worst decision of his life; He punched you. Right in the stomach in an attempt to shut you up. You cried out, the blow having reopened the word carved there, causing blood to pour out.

Sarge was so relieved to see you were still alive. And it was his name you had called out! And then the fool had hit you and the blood began to flow out of you. There are no words to describe the rage he felt. Nothing could stop him from reaching you. He smashed through the idiots who dared try and stop him, ignoring the calls of his teammates. Upon seeing him the two dropped you and ran for the cars behind them.

“Agent Carolina, You see those maggots running to the cars? I want those ones personally.” He didn’t wait for her response, knowing she’d do it for him. And he was right, a blur of blue speeded past him. Knowing that was taken care of he dropped to your side. Shielding you with his body. “Where did they hurt you? Talk to me please.” He pleaded with you.

All you could manage to do was pull up what was left of your undershirt, exposing what they had done. Sobs escaped you and part of you felt pathetic for crying in front of your superior. People like you didn’t get to cry.

“Who did this to you.”

It was not a question. It was an order.

And then you heard footsteps and dragging. The freelancer had taken down the group. You heard Carolina radio for Dr. Grey to be ready, she was holding the men who had done it to you, one in each hand. You shakily pointed to the one on her right and Sarge's vision followed your finger to the culprit.

“You hurt ‘em?” he asked while standing up.

“No I didn't, I swear! You gotta believe me!” the man pleaded. Looking back to you, asking the silent question and you nodded.

“Get rid of that one, this one's mine.” Looking at Carolina. You looked away and flinched when she took her pistol. She put a round through the ones on the left skull.

Taking the knife Simmons was already holding out for him, he planned on repaying every favour. But, he didn't want you to see, So he asked Grif and the guys who had now caught up with them to get you in something warmer and away from this place.

They took you to a pelican where Doctor Grey had decided she was personally going to help you. She rambles on and on about how you are so strong and how it's obvious that you like the Colonel and Just confess already dammit! Grif got a laugh out of that one and if you could move he'd be very harmed.

A few moments later he and Agent Carolina arrived back on the pelican. Sarge being uncharacteristically quiet, no quip about how he saved the day or about how all pirates are dirtbags. You kinda missed it, but it was very clear he had a lot to think about. He didn't say a word the entire ride back. When you landed they rushed you immediately into a hospital room to further assess your injuries. He never would tell you about how he paced in the visitors lounge or about how he didn't sleep until he knew for sure you were stable.

When he finally did visit you it was alone. He sat in the chair beside your bed and took off his helmet. You could never get tired of seeing that face. If only he knew. And then it happened, he spoke.

"I am so sorry for not getting there sooner." It was quiet, soft in a way you did not know he knew how to speak.

"It's not your fault," you said, moving to grab his hand even though the movement hurt terribly, "Nobody could've known they would ambush us. Speaking of which, are the others ok? Did they make it back?"

He let you sit up before saying anything. "They all made it back in one piece. I- we came as fast as we could thanks to your quick thinking, that is." He looked at you and you couldn't place the emotions in his eyes. He looked so tired. You wondered when the last time he slept was.

He looked away, like he was trying to find what to say. So you took your chance, "Listen, Sarge after what's happened I learned that I should say what I need to say more often. That I might not know if I'll regret it or not till it's too late." You take a deep breath. Preparing yourself for what you're about to say. "I really like you. Like, romantically and this is not how I imagined any of my confessions going but, it is what it is now. And I understand if you don't want to-"

"I like you too."

"W- what? Really?"

"I was just too much of a coward to admit it. I mean, I am a few years older than you and." He explained, like he just hadn't shattered and rebuilt your world in a sentence. Your head was spinning, trying to grasp what he just said. Instead of responding you motioned for him to lean in closer. And when he did you grabbed both sides of his face and kissed him. He froze for a minute before returning the kiss.

It was everything you dreamed of. Careful of your injuries he pulled you closer, deepening the kiss. And when you had to stop for oxygen he put his forehead against yours. "I'll always be here." He said in a whisper.

"I know" was all you could really say. And you know he meant every word.

#reds and blues #red vs blue fanfic #red vs blue #rvb sarge #rvb simmons #rvb carolina #rvb grif #rvb dr grey #self indulgent #kind of ooc but we ball #red ve blue oneshot #red vs blue x reader #rvb #rvb sarge x reader #medic reader

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str4ng3rdanger · 1 year

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okay a silly thing time

ft. the reds and blues

#red vs blue #rvb #reds and blues #stranger static

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bread-vs-blue · 2 years

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Guilty as charged

#rvb #red vs blue #bread vs blue #bvb #chorus trilogy #red team #blue team #reds and blues

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uchihaculture · 8 months

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themetalhiro · 15 days

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Awkward.

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heartnosekid · 7 months

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baby tripod fish (bathypterois grallator) | source

#stim #tripod fish #sea creatures #marine life #sfw #blue #red #clear #black #baby animals #fish #bathypterois grallator #aulopiformes #deep sea creatures #bioluminescence #underwater #nature #ishy gifs #postish

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wtaffy · 2 months

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PERSEUS-

#Idk if it's actually meant to be funny but I CACKLED #percy jackson #persassy #pjo #greek mythology #percy jackon and the olympians #cabin 11 #books #pjo series #pjo tv show #pjo spoilers #pjo fandom #annabeth chase #grover underwood #heroes of olympus #My cousin Percy does not give one f two fs red fs blue fs #Titans curse

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hrast-ika · 5 months

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shared dreams

#bc i have not drawn enough of these two just yet!!!#one piece #fanart #digital art #black leg sanji #red leg zeff #one piece sanji #all blue #op fanart #my art #my stuff

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nicostiel · 9 months

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Red, White and Royal Blue (2023) + text posts

#rwrbedit #red white and royal blue #rwrb #rwrb movie #alex claremont diaz #firstprince #prince henry #rwrb spoilers #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia #gay #bisexual #films #film #movie #movies #*myedits

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almightaylor · 6 months

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it’s either that or nothing

#ao3 #ao3 fanfic #gay fanfiction #rwrb #red white and royal blue #reading #ao3 memes #ao3 reader #useralmightaylor

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#pokémon #pokemon #025 #pikachu #yellow #red and blue #gaming #video games #ohr_cn #pikart #pika

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writingwarden · 1 year

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Soft Words and Coffee

Blue Team

Summary- Agent Washington was used to facing nightmares alone. But after joining Blue Team that has all changed.

[A/n]- Blue Team Fic! Just some good old comfort and Tuckington if you squint.

TW- nightmares, let me know if I missed anything

Running. Agent Washington was running with barely any air left in his lungs. He needed to get to her, she was walking away and no matter how hard he tried she was still too far. He had been here too many times before. Yet still he screams out her name. It was a guttural and broken mantra; “ALLISON!” over and over again. She couldn’t, no, wouldn’t hear. So why did he still try?

A sharp blue light flashed to his left and it was something terribly familiar. This is where the pain would start, where he knew he would wake up thrashing and screaming. This is the part that got him weird looks from Tucker and worry from Caboose. It has been months since the events of Sidewinder. They had let him into their base; into their ‘team’ even after everything and this is how he repays them? It’s not like the nightmares are new. Ever since Epsilon and all that happened when Freelancer was attacked, sleep wasn’t a luxury he could afford. Lost in his nightmares he swore he could hear his name being called over his screams of ‘No!’ and ‘Don’t leave’s. The voice sounded frantic, hurried.

Then finally, the feeling of being shaken hard dragged him out of the hell of a nightmare (Memories?). The lingering plea fading in his ears as all he could hear was the rushing of his blood.

“Don’t say goodbye.”

He shot up pushing his back to the wall, panic in his every move, wildly grabbing for the knife he keeps under his pillow. It was in his hand before he could comprehend the scene in front of him. Tucker sat in front of him, crouched so he was eye level with Wash on his bunk. Behind him in the doorway stood a tired looking Caboose. Tucker's features were weighed heavily with concern. Fuck. He didn’t mean to wake them. Wait, how did they get in here? The door was locked. Wash took a second glance at the door and to his surprise it had been kicked open. He took a minute to slow his breathing and looked at Tucker and all he could say was “I’m sorry,” and that had seemed to stop Tucker in his place. “I’m sorry I woke you two up. I’ll be fine, please go back to sleep.”

“Oh that’s bullshit! You wake us up screaming bloody murder like you’re being attacked and then expect us not to come running?!” Tucker stood abruptly, “And then we wake you and there's a knife in your hand. Dude what the fuck was that?” His voice had taken on this higher pitch, stress. He had stressed him out. Caboose moved in the corner of his eye and Wash’s grip on the knife tightened, then it loosened as reality came crashing back onto him. Looking at Caboose Wash started to get up. He needed coffee because there was no way he was going to be about to sleep after this. Tucker and Caboose shared a glance and backed up, allowing him to walk to the door. He made a mental note to fix it sometime today. He didn’t even know what time it was.

Walking into the kitchen he was aware of the two behind him, they seemed to be minding his space, he appreciated that. Looking at the clock on the stove it read 04:07. In all comparison to his usual 02:00 wakings it meant he had actually slept in. Turning back to Tucker he motioned towards the coffee pot, silently asking if he wanted some. Tucker shook his head yes and moved to grab the cups and sugar. This entire time Caboose hadn’t spoken a word but Wash could notice his constant fidgeting, like he wanted to speak but decided to observe instead. Wash took a breath and leaned on the island in the middle of the kitchen. He knew he’d have to explain eventually but he wasn’t even so sure he could. It wasn’t even his own memories that he saw. Sometimes he couldn’t even tell what was his or theirs. Sometimes he’d wake up and think he was back in Freelancer or prison again.

Lost in his thoughts he didn’t even notice that Caboose had moved. He felt a hand reaching for his shoulder and flinched. The hand withdrew quickly. Wash looked up from the hole he had been staring into the island counter to see a guilty looking Caboose. “Something you need?” is what he wanted to say but instead it came out a quiet “I’m sorry.” Caboose looked almost startled. “There’s nothing to say sorry for Agent Washington.” He said in a tired tone. “Sometimes I dream of the bad people too. Wash opened his mouth to comfort him but before he could get a single syllable out the sound of someone setting glass down heavily stopped him. Looking in front of him he saw Tucker staring directly at him. There were many different emotions swirling in his eyes: annoyance, tiredness, but more prominently concern.

“If I have to hear ‘I'm sorry’ one more goddamn time I’m going to throw this mug at you. You had a bad dream, shit happens. I don’t know why I let Caboose talk me into letting you stay all those months ago but you’re here now and we deal with our own.” Tucker’s voice was rising again now. “You don’t have to tell us shit but at least acknowledge there are others here for you and shit!”

Wash didn’t know what to say so he just took the coffee mug in hand and nodded his head. That seemed to be enough because Tucker took his own mug from the countertop and stalked into the living area. Turning his head to Caboose he wasn’t surprised to find that he had fallen asleep right where he stood. Deciding not to wake him up, Washington walked outside and sat against the front wall of the base. His coffee was too bitter, it did not nearly have the amount of sugar it would if he himself had made it. He drank it anyway, fearing the words that would come out if he had to face them again. He combed through the two soldiers' words and quickly realized no one had told him that they cared for him since he had met North. And then he had found himself caring for the duo and somehow also for the eccentric red team across the canyon.

After his cup had been long empty he decided it was time to start his day. Returning back inside he made his way to the kitchen once again. Caboose was gone, most likely back in his own bunk. Placing his cup in the sink he made his way to his own bunk, planning on fixing the door after getting properly dressed. Itching to put on the armor that had become his second skin. That’s when he spotted Tucker already fixing the door back in place, his locs tied back into a bun. The sight itself fixed a feeling he hadn’t known in a long time to his chest. He’d unpack that later. So instead he chose to say “Hey I was going to get that, but thank you.”

Tucker reaches to open and close the door as if testing his handiwork. “Meh, figured since we broke the damn thing down I might as well fix it,” he pauses, “Plus I was hoping your brooding would take longer.”

There was a moment of silence that overcame the space between them.

“I wasn’t broodin-”

“Oh yes the fuck you were.”

“Whatever.”

“If it’s any consolation,” Tucker started, “I probably shouldn’t have yelled at you. Nightmares take a lot out of a person. But yeah, like, we’re here for you and all that sappy bullshit. Now I really want breakfast before Caboose wakes up again. You want some?”

“Yeah sure. Just, let me get my armor on.”

“Bet. Give me twenty minutes.”

It was then that Agent Washington thought, maybe this wasn’t so bad.

#Red vs Blue #reds and blues #rvb caboose #agent washington #Lavernius Tucker #rvb tucker #tuckington #tw nightmares #coffee fixes everything #project freelancer #Agent Texas #agent north dakota #agent york #the meta rvb

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