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Infodump about your crystal rangers!! ✨💚
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*with the energy if the "I've waited years for someone to ask me about my theories" tiktok sound* I'm so glad you asked!
Welcome to the first in a (hopefully) long line of asks to come. Introducing the Crystal Force Rangers! In an AU written with @estel-eruantien, @takingback-thepenguin, and @lgbtqregalacademy, these are my additions!
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Kenzie Holling-Carver:
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Child of Noah Carver and Jake Holling, pronouns: She/her, age: 24, dating: Cherry Rocca, Abbie Carson, Aspen Grover, Nick Jones
Crystal Force Red Garnet Ranger (Roll Call: "Crystal Force Red!"/"Crystal Force Garnet Ranger!")
Kenzie is the Red, a leader who isn't quite sure yet how to lead such a big group (10 Rangers, one of the largest Ranger Groups). She lives with fellow Rangers, Nyx, Casey, and Alexander. She's very much taken and very in love. Her Ranger Crystal gives her the ability of luck, good or bad, and the power to change hers at will. She's asexual and proud of it, unwilling to change and refusing to conform to others.
Kenzie has a strong relationship with both her parents and her aunts (Gia and Emma) and uncles (Troy and Orion), but it's obvious to anyone looking that Noah is her favorite.
Kenzie has aspirations of being a writer, and is currently in college at Pearl City for creative writing.
Kenzie didn't want to be a Ranger. She saw what being a Ranger did to her parents and the Megaforce Team. Kenzie didn't want that for herself. When the crystal chose her, she immediately wanted to give it back - the Power made a mistake, Kenzie isn't the Red they're looking for. Even so, she steps up and fights the fight. She goes to her parents, aunts, and uncles often for advice.
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Nyx Moran:
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Child of Gia Moran and Emma Goodall, pronouns: They/them, age: 24, dating: Cherry Rocca, Abbie Carson, Aspen Grover, Nick Jones
Crystal Force Blue Moonstone Ranger (Roll Call: "Crystal Force Blue!"/"Crystal Force Moonstone Ranger!")
Nyx is the Blue, calm, cool, and collected. They are Kenzie's second in command and good at their job. Nyx lives with their fellow Rangers: Kenzie, Casey, and Alexander. Nyx is also taken and very in love. Their Ranger Crystal gives them the ability to read minds, a useful tool in the field, and to root out who stole the last of their chocolate cookies. Nyx is demisexual and proud.
Nyx has a good relationship with both their mothers, but Emma will always be closest to Nyx's heart. They share a similar love of kids and teaching. Nyx also gets along with their four uncles (Troy, Noah, Jake, and Orion).
Nyx wants to be a science teacher and is currently studying science and teaching at Pearl City College.
Similar to Kenzie, Nyx didn't want to be a Ranger. Nyx saw what it did to their parents and uncles, and they knew that being a Ranger is not in the cards for them. When the crystal chose Nyx, their immediate reaction was anger. Nyx hated their crystal ability, and hated that they where chosen. Ultimately, it was Casey who convinced them to stay. Nyx doesn't regret their Ranger status now.
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Casey Grayson-Mitchell:
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Child of Carter Grayson and Ryan Mitchell, pronouns: she/her, age: 22, dating: Kelly Hemingway
Crystal Force Orange Carnelian Ranger (Roll Call: "Crystal Force Orange!"/"Crystal Force Carnelian Ranger!")
Casey is the Orange Ranger, fun-loving and positive. She keeps the teams spirits up when possible. She lives with her fellow Rangers, Kenzie, Nyx, and Alexander. Casey is taken and very much in love. Her Ranger Crystal gives her the ability of invincibility, which means that Casey can be used as a sort of shield and cannot be hit by projectiles or lazers. However, it only lasts 30 to 60 seconds, so she has to be quick when she used it. Casey is heterosexual and has no shame about it, though being on a team full of LGBTQIA+ Rangers was a bit of an adjustment.
Casey's relationship with her dads is close knit. She fosters a positive attitude with them, just as her teammates. She's closest to her Dad, Carter, but she also didn't slack in her relationship with Ryan either.
Casey intents to be a firefighter like Carter, and she's going through the fire academy in Pearl City with her boyfriend.
Unlike her friends, Casey was the first to accept being a Ranger. Like Carter, Casey knows that saving lives is what she's called to do. When the crystal chose her, she didn't hesitate, she dove in head first. Her view on it is, if you can't avoid the fire, bring help for those trapped inside. Casey is responsible for Nyx staying with the team.
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Alexander Collins:
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Child of Trip Regis, Eric Myers, Wes Collins, pronouns: he/they, age: 26, dating: Benji Rocca
Crystal Force Gold Pyrite Ranger (Roll Call: "Crystal Force Gold!"/"Crystal Force Pyrite Ranger!")
Alexander is the Gold Ranger, and while he doesn't make many puns, he does have a good sense of humor. He's a Sixth Ranger, so he's got the power boost that allows him to take on stronger generals by himself. He lives with his fellow Rangers Kenzie, Nyx, and Casey. He's taken, and he adores his boyfriend. Due to Xybrian biology, Alexander has the telltale gem on his forehead and shares his father's mental abilities. His Ranger-given ability is "influence," which allows him to influence the decisions made around him or the emotions others feel, similar to Piper McLean of the Heroes of Olympus series. Alexander is gay and proud, unapologetic about his preferences.
Alexander has a good relationship with all three of his fathers, as well as a good relationship with his aunts, Katie and Jen, and Uncle Lucas. Alexander fully admits to being closer to Eric than his other fathers, though he loves all three the same.
Alexander intends to run the company one day when Wes steps down. He's in school for business in Pearl City.
Alexander, knowing what his parents went through as Rangers and what happened between Eric and Trip before they got together, never wanted to be a Ranger. When the Crystal chose him, he refused for days. It's not until he spoke with Trip, who'd also been hesitant at first, that Alexander accepted the responsibility and came into his full Ranger status.
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The Crystal Force au Characters are open for asks and NSFW asks over on @the-mad-closet, but I will not do NSFW asks for Kenzie. Please don't ask.
Thanks Estel!
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calicosabre · 5 months
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a single angelic note emanates from her mouth
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aquaregiaart · 3 months
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Eärendil
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aeithalian · 1 year
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Rick. Buddy. Amigo. Explain something to me. Real quick, I promise.
[The Trials of Apollo: The Tower of Nero, Chapter 4]
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Good genetic package, Rick/Apollo? Are you sure about that?
Listen.
Estelle's physical description *clap* makes *clap* no *clap* sense. Why on earth does one of the only fully human characters in this series have to have unique and weird physical traits? Also, it makes no sense in the larger scope of Rick's writing style to have chosen this unless he had some sort of larger intention behind it. Not to mention the theories by fans haven't really done much to fully flesh out any perceivable reason as to why this might be:
Poseidon blessed Sally when she was pregnant - By far, this is the most believable to me, but it's still eh, because this feels very weird and I don't get the vibes from Poseidon that he would have done so to the extent that it shows up in Estelle's physical traits. Also if that were true, it doesn't make sense for Rick to just fully drop it in the story without the intention to flesh it out further, because to my knowledge he doesn't have plans for another novel that takes place after ToA.
Paul isn't Estelle's father - Firstly, this is out of character for Sally, and this doesn't fully justify why Estelle has Percy's eyes. PLUS, salt-and-pepper hair still wouldn't be natural for a newborn
Paul is Poseidon in disguise - This explains her traits the best, but Paul's character is so much more satisfying if this isn't true. It's also total bullshit.
Enter me. I have a theory. Yay. But first, we must discuss.
Firstly, I want to talk about her eyes. Going back to the theories, and based on my fair amount of knowledge of genetics (clarification: I write this as I procrastinate studying for my final genetics exam), the eyes are mostly interesting because Apollo specifies that they are immediately similar Percy's. The thing about eye genetics, though, is that they are what we consider to be 'complex traits', meaning that they are influenced by the interactions of multiple genes from both parents. What I mean to point out here is that Sally could definitely have the genes to produce two children with 'sea-green' eyes, considering her canonical eye color is blue. We don't know what Paul's eye color is, which makes my job a whole lot easier because I can assume that it doesn't directly contradict the possibility that Sally just has really strong eye genes (?). ALSO, who's to say that Poseidon didn't just change his eye color to match Percy's when he was born? Ah, yes, the perks of having a shapeshifting dad who seemingly loves you and your eye color a lot (but is still absentee, WHOOPS).
But what I actually found the most interesting about Estelle was her hair color. More specifically, the fact that Apollo says he's never seen an infant with that color hair. And we know Apollo is somewhat of an unreliable narrator (although this rarely affects his descriptions of people other than himself, and has also mostly evolved into a more honest narration since the end of book 3), but I believe we're supposed to trust this dude who just so happens to have been alive for over four millennia. Based on Apollo's previous descriptions of his own powers (see his conversations with Percy in TTC, when he pulls a Mufasa and basically admits to seeing everything the light touches), we know that Apollo knows and has seen a lot of stuff. So, how is this the first time he's seemingly witnessed this type of hair mutation?
I did some research, as one does. To me, it seems as if Estelle has what's called Griscelli syndrome, which is a type of rare autosomal genetic mutation that typically results in phenotypic hypopigmentation of the skin and hair. (It can also result in neurological disorders and immunodeficiency, based on the type, but I digress.) It's also pretty rare, considering both parents have to be carriers, and even then the child still has a one in four chance of being affected. Current statistics from the NIH say that Griscelli syndrome currently presents in less than 1000 Americans, and is rapidly fatal in 1-4 years without aggressive treatment.
That sad note aside, it's weird to me that the way Rick wrote Estelle's physical description makes it seem as if Apollo had never seen anything similar. I feel like a god of both medicine and knowledge would probably be a bit more up to speed with rare genetic disorders, especially because he's so old. The only explanations are that Apollo, in his mortal state, can't make a diagnosis, OR what he's seeing isn't actually something he can diagnose.
FURTHERMORE, from the same chapter, Apollo says something that muddies the waters even further:
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It doesn't make sense that Apollo thinks that Zeus would take such an interest in Estelle. Her nature alone doesn't make me think that the king of the gods would take a sudden interest in a literal newborn, regardless of how much Apollo loves her (and honestly, I don't blame him).
What I think? Rick pulled the strings just tight enough that he has a very interesting plot point to go off of if he ever decides to pick up the pen again and write a new book.
What I think? Estelle doesn't have Griscelli syndrome, she is in much more danger than anyone realizes, and Apollo's subconscious put this together from the second he saw her.
Actually, let's rewind. I'm in the process of writing a fic (stay tuned!) and I had a random thought: do the Greeks have an apocalypse story? You know, like Ragnarök in the Norse mythos, and the Revelation stories in the Bible.
The answer? They don't. I guess that's what you get when the Greco-Roman gods are fully immortal and literally can't be killed.
That didn't stop the rabbit hole, though, and what I found was actually very interesting and I couldn't believe what I was reading.
I give you: Hesiod. More specifically, his poem Works and Days. More more specifically, his 'ages of man'. More more more specifically, the iron age.
For context, Hesiod was an ancient Greek poet who lived in the 8th century BC, and was walking right along with Homer in terms of fame at the time. The poem Works and Days is actually more of a really long Facebook post where he complains about anything and everything, especially in his section on the ages of man.
In summary, Hesiod wrote about what he perceived to be the five stages of human life since the creation of mankind by Zeus' hand:
gold: perfect in every way, pious, and blessed by the gods
silver: real bitches, the ugly middle child, so Zeus killed them
bronze: were so violent they wiped each other out
heroic: golden child, contained the heroes of the Greek mythos
iron: middle-aged men still living in their mom's basement
Hesiod wrote his poem during what he perceived to be the Iron age (it's really just him complaining about being born in the wrong generation), but he ends up listing a lot of qualities: 'everyone works too hard, the gods hate us, nobody respects family values anymore', blah blah blah.
I know what you're thinking: Tia, what does this have to do with an apocalypse?
Well, dear reader, bear with me. You see, every time Zeus didn't like an age of mankind, or it became too violent, or it generally wasn't pious enough, Zeus wouldn't hesitate to destroy that race and start over. Basically, an apocalypse.
So, you may ask a new question: what is the criteria for Zeus to destroy the Iron age? And, assuming that this is the age we're currently in, what would it take for Zeus to destroy everything our beloved Riordanverse characters know and love?
My friend, that is where Estelle comes in. Yes, a baby.
Take this excerpt regarding the Iron age:
"And Zeus will destroy this race of mortal men also when they come to have grey hair on the temples at their birth."
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I think you see where I'm going with this.
My theory? Estelle, in her unique position as a bridge between not just the mortals and the demigods (eg. her relationship with Percy), but also the mortals and the gods (eg. her great impression on Apollo), is a living, breathing prophecy. A prophecy that the end is nigh for this current age of mankind.
Furthermore, I also think that Apollo made this connection, somewhere in the back of his mind, the very second he realized that her hair was entirely unique. According to Hesiod (who Apollo also mentions later in the book, so we know he knows who Hesiod is), the day that babies are born with gray hair (or, salt-and-pepper for the sake of the theory) is the second Zeus basically get the go-ahead to commit genocide.
This also brilliantly explains why Apollo suddenly, and seemingly without reason, makes to keep Estelle's existence a secret from Zeus, because he knows that it might be the easiest way to get everyone he knows and loves killed by his own father for "the greater good" as I'm sure Zeus will put it. Plus, in his mortal state, Rick didn't have to explain why Apollo did what he did, since Apollo's been having memory issues since the beginning of the series: why would he remember one line from a poem written almost three thousand years ago?
Frankly, Zeus doesn't care about mortals: the only reason he really cares about anyone is if they have enough power to threaten his own, or if they have some sort of power he can benefit from. This, certainly, falls under the category of the latter. Wouldn't you want a chance to remake humanity into the perfect image that it used to be? You would, if you hadn't gone through a five book long grow-a-conscience speedrun like our lovely Apollo over here.
Fortunately for Rick, this is such an outrageous theory that if it never comes to fruition, I won't be surprised. If he ever writes something similar, though, know I called it first.
EDIT: here's the fic i mentioned i was (am) writing
EDIT: a masterlist of my other metas
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tending-the-hearth · 5 months
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estelle's class has an assignment to draw their family, and they take turns showing them off to their parents during back to school night, and estelle stands up at the front of the classroom with the proudest look on her face as she very earnestly points to each person saying "this is my daddy, this is my mommy, and this is my big brother percy who's the coolest person ever and protects me" and everyone's like awww cute but then estelle turns the paper around to show MORE colorful blobs and she starts going:
"this is my big sister beth who tells me stories and who's gonna marry percy, this is my big brother g-man who lets me play in the dirt and makes silly sounds, this is my big sister rissy who scares the monsters away from me and mommy and daddy, this is my big sister zeezee, who has a pretty singing voice and colors with me, and this is my big brother frankie who lets me play with all his pets!"
and sally's filming the entire thing while paul just coos over his daughter, and she shows the video to her kids during sunday dinner, and clarisse is absolutely NOT crying thank you very much, but she hugs estelle a little tighter, and all estelle's big brothers and sisters decide to dote on her so much more, and just estelle being the most loved and protected little girl in the entire world and having an army of big brothers and sisters who will die for her in a heartbeat
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happyk44 · 9 months
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Percy: You know, it's a little rude that Thalia gets a Roman sibling and you get a Roman sibling. Where's my Roman sibling? Why am I the one being left out? After all I've done??
Nico: I mean. I can introduce you to one of the dead ones.
Percy: Yeah, alright, I guess. Not really the same, but whatever.
Nico and Percy: *meet one of Percy's dead Roman half-siblings*
Percy: I change my mind, I don't want one anymore.
Nico: Smart choice.
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that-fanperson-meg · 3 months
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mistake: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?
for any!
I’m doing this one for my boy Raymond because he doesn’t get a lot of asks :D
Raymond’s greatest mistake was leaving Lycio alone with Estelle, and he regretted it until his very last moments. He did it because Estelle was able to convince him that he had to, she said that he had to go work in order to support the family- even though they had enough money to live comfortably. Because of that mistake, he missed out on almost all of Lycio’s life, only ever coming back for a few days when they were already 18.
However he did try and fix it by setting up sword fighting lessons with Nicova, but the damage had been done.
And well..he can’t exactly move on when he’s not in the world anymore.
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 10 months
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Dancing with the devil...
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@estelletheskeleton forgot to add this here but here you go >:Dc
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free-range-tiddies · 1 year
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"Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day. Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA. Eyyyyye really waaaant to, come kick it with yoouu. You'll be my American booooy. American booooooooooy."
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viiioca · 2 months
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welcome - when was it lacking? when was it extended? which of those moments lingers most strongly in their mind?
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The first night in your new home, you hide in the attic.
The manor's hallways yawn like a predator's mouth. You have walked them all your life at your mother's heels like a ghost-girl, but she's gone now and you have no skirts to hide behind. There are too many eyes and too few voices. Staff once your equal – girls the same age and same lowborn breeding as you – move around you like the shadows of hunting birds. No one smiles unless it's to pity you. You feel like a rabbit caught out of cover, trapped somewhere between the den and the dinner table.
The moment you are left alone, you flee.
You know your way around the manor's hollows, as intimate to you as the heart lines criss-crossing your palms. You wedge yourself into a crawlspace – nearly too small now for your growing bones – and emerge in a cramped storage room made warm by the bare stone of a chimney. You played here with dolls, once.  In the cold and the dust and the dim lantern-light, you finally feel like you can breathe. You want to sleep here on the hardwood. You want to stay here until the house forgets you exist within it like some transplanted organ awaiting rejection.
A bell or two passes before the short hatch of a door scrapes open. In comes the sound of breathing, the knocking of knees and elbows awkwardly clambering into your hiding spot. You watch a set of cramped limbs unfold into an elezen boy hauling an oil lamp in one hand and a bag much too big for him in another.
"There you are," Verain says. Verain who grew up in this world half-shared with you, three years your elder and still a fulm shorter, ever-waiting for his growth spurt; Verain who could not possibly be less like his mother, save for his black hair and quick tongue. He drops next to you like a sack of laundry, leg bumping leg. "You weren't at dinner."
"I wasn't hungry," you say. You do not say that your stomach has been full of stones since it happened. You do not say that everything tastes like smoke.
"Thought as much." He pulls a lumpy tea towel out of the bag and unrolls it atop your thigh, revealing a traveler's meal: flaky bread and butter and apple jam, a slim wedge of soft cheese, a fistful of proud red grapes. "It's not much, but. You know."
He waves his hand. You know.
"Oh, and the cook sent this too." He retrieves a glass bottle wrapped in another tea towel; you can feel its warmth. Mulled wine. They water it down in the kitchen for children, you know, because you are not old enough for the proper strength, but it's comfortable and familiar like a bedtime story. He pours some into a mug and offers it like a pilgrim leaves coins at a waypoint. 
"Thank you," you say, gingerly taking the mug. Heat passes through the tips of your fingers, into your palms, up your wrists. The first sip is tentative, spicy-sweet, unsure that your body will not reject it and you will retch his kindness all over the attic floor – but it makes it down your throat and doesn't come back up. 
Progress is progress. Calm is calm.
"I'm sorry," Verain says quietly, small hands on the cold skin of your knuckles. No shortage of people have said this to you – but this, your churning insides say, is real. You believe him. The corners of your mouth manage a smile, and he smiles at you in turn.
You drink your wine and sit quietly with your soon-to-be brother until the lanterns dim and you drift off to sleep next to him, slumping, head on his shoulder. 
There's not much else you could ask for, in the end.
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the-sky-queen · 23 days
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WAIT I JUST GOT AN IDEA-
Amy as Isabela
Silver as Bruno
Tails as Antonio
Maybe Knuckles as Luisa?
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Oooooooooooooooooo wait I like where this is going.
These castings fit really nicely! Wasn't quite sure about Amy at first, but it's growing on me the more I think about it. (You guys should know me by now. You should be aware my brain is planning for Sonamy here.)
And Tails as Antonio!!! With Sonic as Mirabel!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAA MY HEART IS MELTING I LOVE THAT SO MUCH!!! Also Silver as Bruno is kinda genius. XD He's from the future! Of course he'd have knowledge of what's going to happen!
Now there's just a few things left to figure out. Why are these characters are being bound together? Who's playing the adults? Where did the 'gifts' come from in this AU? Does Sonic still have his speed and if he does, why isn't he considered to have a gift?
GAH WAIT I'M GETTING IDEAS. SOMETHING SOMETHING SHADOW IS ABUELA SOMETHING SOMETHING GUARDIAN OF THE MAGIC OR SOMETHING. BUNCH OF KIDS. PROTECTED BY SHADOW. I THINK. It's a bunch of disconnected thoughts right now but I'm loving where this is going AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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thefabulousronettes · 4 months
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Estelle, Ronnie, and Nedra photographed with Janice Nicholls, TV presenter for the British television series, "Thank Your Lucky Stars." in 1964.
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the-jupiter-knight · 2 months
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mlm wlw solidarity.
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Hey how about I sob
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the-mad-closet · 1 month
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"On your knees." While their fingers thread through your hair, guiding you onto the floor. + Ryan/Carter
Okay, Estel, I know we joke about it, but you and 🐧? You both sent me the same damn prompt. So, you're either cheating! Or you've actually got the same damn braincell.
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Ryan strides purposefully through the Aquabase, watching the various workers scramble to get out of his way. He normally finds this amusing, but right now, he doesn't care.
Ryan has a goal to achieve, and nothing will stand in the Titanium Ranger's way.
The latest demon Bansheera and Olympus had sent the Rangers' way was a lust demon. It targeted the parts of your brain that related to sex and carnal desire. Most of the team had been able to get away from the demon unscathed. Everyone, of course, except for Carter.
Because, of course Carter got into trouble. Not that Ryan really minds truthfully. Not this time.
Carter's locked in his room. He has been since the team got back. He's too impaired now to think straight now. Ryan is the only cure to the issues Carter is having. Ryan is suddenly grateful that he thought to have Carter give him permission for drugs or other such issues. Not that this is a drug issue, Carter is just so horny he can't think straight, let alone give proper consent. Carter isn't gonna care what anyone does to him right now, which is honestly the whole point of that demon's magic.
Ryan stops in front of Carter’s door, where he can hear faint moaning coming from inside. Ryan grins, he already can't wait. He opens the door and slips inside.
There's a soft whimper as a lump on the bed shivers.
"Carter," Ryan murmurs softly, clicking the lock shut behind him. "Baby, you okay?"
"Ryan," Carter gasps, another shiver running through the lump of blankets. "It hurts," the Red says, pleadingly.
Ryan clicks his tongue sympathetically. He's been on the receiving end of a lust demon's powers before and it hadn't been fun, though it'd been quickly taken care of. "I know," he says soothingly. "I'm here, pretty boy, I'll take care of it."
Carter whines a little, slowly crawling out from under the blankets. He's stark naked, every inch of tanned skin on display, and his cock is hard and heavy between his legs. His cheeks are flushed, his eyes are wet, and he's utterly beautiful.
Ryan steps forward so he stands chest to chest with Carter. He can see the fine tremors that are shaking Carter's shoulders as he struggles to hold himself back. "How bad?" Ryan asks.
"Hurts," Carter repeats. "Feels like I'm burning alive."
Well, if anyone knows how that feels, it would be the firefighter. Ryan croons softly, hushing the soft whimpers coming from Carter's chest. The Titanium Ranger reaches up and smooths his palms up Carter's arms. Carter's shutters immediately leave him, his body instinctually knowing that he's going to be taken care of now. Ryan hums, watching Carter relax, eyes falling shut as he leans into Ryan's hands. "On your knees," Ryan orders.
Carter's knees buckles immediately, unwilling to hold the Red's weight any further. Ryan shifts his hold and threads his fingers gently through Carter’s hair. "Slowly," he soothes, calm as calm could get. Ryan presses one hand on Carter's shoulder and guides the Red slowly down to his knees. "That's it," he praises. "Good boy."
Carter preens at the praise. Ryan smiles, already imagining the things he and Carter will do tonight. First, through: "You wanna taste, Red?"
Carter nods, leaning against Ryan's thighs. It'll help him, having something in his mouth while Ryan works him over. So, the Titanium Ranger pulls down his pants and lets his cock spring free. Carter's eyes track it, the tremors coming back as he looks at Ryan for permission.
"Good boy," Ryan murmurs. "Go ahead."
Carter moans softly and swallows Ryan's cock whole.
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Thank you!! @estel-eruantien @takingback-thepenguin
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ranger-ribbons · 3 months
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Soft prompt~
Tracing scars + Dillon/Ziggy (bonus points if my boy is trans 👀)
Trans Ziggy is best Ziggy!
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Dillon knows about his scars. He knows about the one across his hip from a botched surgery in his youth. He knows about the ones under his hair from when Venjix inserted the metal into his head. Dillon knows about all his scars. He holds negative feelings about all of them.
So, it's good to see someone that are more positive for the people he loves.
Ziggy used to be an afab body, he'd told Dillon about that a long time ago. Seeing the scars for himself is something else entirely. The scars run parallel to his pecs, faded a little with time, but still prominent.
Dillon likes tracing them at night. A reminder that some scars can be good.
Ziggy shivers as Dillon hits a particularly sensitive place. "Dil," he says.
"Want me to stop?" Dillon asks, stilling immediately.
Ziggy shakes his head, curls flying wildly. "No," he replies. "No, it feels good."
Dillon buries his nose in Ziggy’s hair and hums, continuing his actions. "Okay," he whispers.
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@estel-eruantien
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