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shiresome · 8 months
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DOES she??
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ishimaru-suprimacy · 4 days
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Guys should i make a little comic about them🤨
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sketchy-doge1 · 8 months
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Are you listenin', mate?
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Bonus sketch!
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bdfightclub · 6 months
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Ell! I'd love to know about how Kano views the others as his children. I need more info. 👀
Kano & His Clan
VIVI YOU ENABLER I WOULD LOVE TO 🥰
[Below is a hastily written explanation and a few headcanons. Sorry, I kind of bounce around a bit. Lol @ Punk!Erron]
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Humans are inherently social creatures, so despite temperament or mental conditions, our DNA still has us seeking out companionship. That's why Kano, even with a soul as black as his, still finds it in both his enemies and his clan. I said it in that other post, but one of my favorite things about him is how cool of an attitude he has. The two things that seem to get a rise out of him are
Threatening/killing his people, and
Seeking to usurp him
That's probably one of the reasons he opts to use his charisma instead of threats - no one wants to follow a raging asshole. It's easier to tell someone they did a good job - which let's face it, many of them didn't hear until Kano - than to constantly deal with turnover. Obviously, he still has to have that safety net of threatening to kill those seeking to defect, but even then, I think it's to protect his business, which is his real baby.
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The first one, I imagine, is because he handpicks everyone to be in his gang, which takes a lot of time and effort in itself, so naturally he's going to form some kind of bond with them. He has to scout people out, surveil them to ensure they aren't a threat, find their motivation to better manipulate them, and then train them up on the workings of the business. After all of that, he has to work at keeping them around. Some are harder to hang onto (Tremor, Kabal, and Erron), and others are unquestionably loyal (Jarek).
One of the responsibilities of being a parent is disciplining kids when they step out of line. Parents should do it to protect their kids from harming themselves or others. (And I'm saying should, not do, because we know not every parent is a good parent.) Kano does it because even though most of his followers are loyal, in the crowd he runs with, there is always someone eyeing his throne. Which, after all the hard work he puts into his people, would rightly piss him off. But this is again human nature. Not everyone is lured in by sweet words or intimidated by threats. Anyone could bend over backward for someone and still be hated.
There's that one Machiavelli philosophy when it comes to leaders: is it better to be feared or loved? I think Kano does a good job of cultivating both. Anyway, onto the headcanons for Kano's bastards!
Kabal
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Kabal is his (reluctant) work wife. When he stepped into Kano's mess, he thought it was going to be a short stint where he'd get rich enough to do whatever the fuck he wanted, and then bounce. Unfortunately, it didn't work out that way and now he's stuck. So, in order to keep himself sane, he's adopted the role of second-in-command. He's the one who stays or strengthens Kano's hand, the one who ensures the clan won't tear itself apart, and the one who enforces his power. I imagine they spend way too much time together, which naturally strengthens their bond. Honestly, when it comes to these two, I write them like Captain Jack Sparrow and Gibbs. No matter what happens, no matter how far one strays from the other, they somehow always end up back on the same ship. And not to shamelessly plug, but this is even more-so in Phosphene. The world goes to shit, everyone is dead or dying, but at least they have each other.
Erron
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Erron is the rebellious teenage son who is always looking to test the limits of Kano's patience but also wants his own freedom to come and go as he pleases. He's older than Kano, he's seen leaders rise and fall, and since he'll be around a lot longer than Kano, he really doesn't care that much about loyalty. This job is pretty much a gig so he can fuck off in Earthrealm until he gets bored.
Tasia
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Tasia is the eldest daughter and the one that I empathize the most with 🥲 She's practically on the same level as Kabal, only not as emotionally close to Kano. She's the one who takes on extra responsibilities because she can be trusted with them, which isn't fair to her, but happens anyway. I also write her as being fairly classy, which doesn't really mesh with the guys.
Jarek
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Jarek is the kiss-ass son. The one who tries so hard to impress "Daddy" that he ends up fucking up instead. He's a good drinking buddy, great at following orders, but is dangerous to Kano's plans when he tries to "help."
Tremor
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Tremor is the responsible, level-headed, and dependable son. Because he's capable of causing massive amounts of damage, people tend to shut up and listen to him. He also enjoys the finer things in life, so I write him and Tasia as being buddies, sharing book recommendations, and having fancy dinners together. When Kobra joins the clan, he gets Tremor into Johnny Cage movies. They have a monthly movie night where they convince Kira to help them pirate the movies. She does it for the pizza.
No-Face
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No-Face is the creepy, quiet kid that even the parents are afraid of. Dude plays with fire while having dynamite strapped to his chest. One wrong move and everyone is dead. Anyway, every time he speaks, I feel like it's in riddles.
Kira
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Kira is the middle child. The one everyone sort of forgets is there. She's still fairly new but is capable and wants to leave her mark on the clan. Unfortunately, she is quiet, and if you want to be heard in this clan, you gotta scream. Tasia is like a big sister to her. I imagine Kira isn't as into the posh stuff like Tasia is, but she offers a quiet, haven when the guys become too much. Another headcanon of mine is that because no one really notices her, she is really, really good at catching people at their worst on camera. She has too many GTA WASTED edits of the team.
Kobra
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Kobra is the youngest son. He's the goofball who makes everyone laugh, the one who needs the most guidance, and the one who gets in trouble for being a slacker. Kano doesn't have a lot of patience for him, so he's pretty much Kabal's sole responsibility, much to his dismay. I write Kobra like a little brother to Kabal. He follows him around, gets on his nerves, but is also his biggest hype man. He also spends a lot of time in Kano's office getting yelled at. He doesn't care because at least it's attention. (In The Singularity Series, I have a bit where Kobra is a serial killer. He casually mentions a lot of disturbing stuff, but everyone thinks he's joking because he is a goofball.) Anyway, he's the coworker who says he's the backbone of the clan, but isn't.
Like it or not, they're Kano's. Some are more tolerable than others, but at the end of the day, they are all the reason why Kano drinks.
Thanks for letting me rant about them 💕
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labyrinth-of-knights · 5 months
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94 chapters in and I have no ships only one question:
If Raon Miru used a human form, how much would it look like Cale?
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mintspider · 5 months
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I get the vibe that EVERYONE in the Black Dragon has had at least one unwelcome elicit sex thought/dream about Kano.
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roofgeese · 10 months
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strength VIII
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meaning: overcoming adversity with grace, confidence, determination, inner strength, patience
From biddytarot.com: In the Strength Tarot card, a woman gently strokes a lion on its forehead and jaw. Even though it is known for its ferociousness, the woman has tamed this wild beast with her calming, loving energy. The lion is a symbol of raw passions and desires, and in taming him, the woman shows that animal instinct and raw passion can be expressed in positive ways when inner strength and resilience are applied. She doesn’t use force or coercion; she channels her inner strength to subdue and subtly control the lion.
I've always imagined Echo as the Strength tarot card. Rather than a lion, she tames The Black Dragon through her business acumen and calm, polite demeanor. Using subtle manipulation and pure determination, she manages to become a key figure in Kano's faction. She overcomes her fears about the awful world she's found herself in and thrives in it. Also, the symbolism of the Strength card re: Echo overcoming her personal struggles and terrible past.
cool little details: the infinity symbol is usually above the figure's head in the Strength card, and here I chose to have it represented by Echo's glasses. And in the background is the desert where the Black Dragon hideout is found.
thank you to @redreart for this absolutely outstanding piece. it's exactly how I imagined it. perfect in every way. highly recommend a piece for yourself. :3
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stormystarlight · 3 months
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a selection of the stylized playlist covers i do for my ocs :] from between 2021 and 2023! the older ones were drawn on a fucking trackpad
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colored some old design test doodles of this baby
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balu8 · 1 year
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The Black Dragon #3
by Chris Claremont; John Bolton and Tom Orzechowski
Marvel/Epic
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Ser Daemon Blackfyre
"The Black Dragon"
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shiresome · 8 months
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Some doodles as I try to figure out how I wanna draw these three idiots!!
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harlequinalis · 1 year
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Can't find any fan art of my babygirl Lyra anywhere so I guess I gotta do everything myself around here ✌😔 *slaps roof of eso dark brotherhood* this DLC can fit so much religious trauma and hot people in it 🗡💀🙏🤡
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bdfightclub · 1 month
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Black Dragon OC AU: Home
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Rating: M/18+
Warnings: Body Horror. Death. Explicit Language.
Words: 2.7k
Summary: Alex dies for a couple of minutes before being revived. He thinks about his time in the Black Dragon and all the friends he's met along the way.
A/N: Happy (Belated) Valentine's Day! This story started off as a prompt request from @chadillacboseman, but the more I wrote, the more emotional I got. I couldn't help but think about how far the Black Dragon side of the Mortal Kombat fandom has come and how welcoming it's been. It's made me so happy to see it grow and prosper, and really couldn't have without Tara encouraging everyone to be proud of their OCs. Anyway, that's sorta what the story dives into - the chances of a bunch of strangers coming together at this particular point in time to create something wonderful. Thank you so much for trusting me with your babies 💜 Here's to another year of silliness!
Surrounded by nothing but blackness, Alex is no more than a celestial body, floating among the planets and the stars in open space. To his right, lights twinkle in and out of sight. In front of him is the sun, distant, but blazing defiantly hot. It illuminates the red surface of what he can only assume is Mars to his left and warms his face when it falls on him.
How did he get out here? Why isn't floating aimlessly through space killing him? Trying to remember what happened is like trying to wrangle a cloud of smoke. Everything is foggy, and he can't quite get a grip on his memories. It takes all the effort he can summon to squeeze his eyes shut and will himself to remember.
They were fighting the Red Dragon in the blustery cold streets at the Russian base. He remembers Erron providing covering fire while Echo ran inside to retrieve the hard drives for the servers, firing both revolvers and dropping several mercenaries. He remembers the screams as Kabal spun violently fast on the icy road, swords extended, chopping off heads and limbs with Tigue at his side, ferociously wielding her sanjiegun. He remembers Kano catching a grenade and lobbing it back toward the other side while Alora pounded a man's head to a bright, bloody pulp in the snow. And Danny - Danny was there on the rooftop with his rifle, picking people off before they could get too close to Mint, Nyx, and Billie, who were holding the line along with the grunts.
There was a truck.
A big military truck with something on the back. Kano told them all to run, but Kate did not run. She landed in front of it and, to her detriment, lasered the driver. Instead of stopping the rampaging whale of metal and wheels, the truck rapidly accelerated, charging at her like Moby Dick himself. He remembers sprinting as fast as he had ever run before in his life, tackling her to the ground and holding her close.
Then, nothing.
Is he dead? Is this what death feels like? Or perhaps purgatory?
Truly, he never did believe in the afterlife. After all, why would he, knowing how cruel fate could be? Still, he can't deny that a part of him hoped that he had made it to the better place instead.
With a sigh, he opens his eyes and resigns himself to this fate, supposing that being pulled in the gravitational currents of the star system for the rest of time isn't such a bad gig all things considered. But it is not until he lets his guard down that he sees something ahead of him that might offer a reprieve from this boring ending.
A flat disk of churning red and yellow light.
Being in Kano's employ has made him no stranger to magic. He knows exactly what it is before he can even ascertain why he is floating aimlessly through space.
A portal.
A doorway to another realm.
But he has never seen one quite like this. It is alluring, calling out to him as if he is a sailor, and it is the hypnotic song of a siren. Thinking only about self-preservation, he wills himself toward it.
"Alex! Alex, can you hear me?"
He pauses, just five feet in front of the door, and turns around. "Kate? Where are you?"
"C'mon, man, don't do this to me," she begs.
"What are -" he gasps and quickly covers his eyes, just as she has always instructed him to do in the event of her going nuclear. Still, the bright light of her glowing body persists behind his eyelids. "Kate, you're going to kill me! Change back!"
"C'mon, Alex, look at me! Please, please, please, look at me!" She tugs on his arm, but he shrugs out of her hold. "Look at me, Alex! Look at me!"
"I can't!"
Why is she trying to trick him? Why does she want to hurt him? Maybe this is his punishment - being tortured by someone he cares for.
"No, no, no, no, no!" Kate sobs. "I can fix you - I promise I can, but you have to look at me. Please!"
A burning, stinging pain sears his chest when she places her hand on it.
"That hurts, Kate! Get off!" He tries to push her away, but being blind, he simply swipes at the open air.
"You're my best friend," she says quietly. "I don't want to lose you."
"You're hurting me!" He forces himself away from her, turns, and peeks at the portal, calling his name in the sweetest voice he has ever heard, and wills himself toward it. But then Kate slips in front of him and he is forced to shield his eyes once more. "Move!"
"I won't let you go."
Her arms are around his neck now, and accompanying them is the worst pain he has ever felt in his life. His chest aches as if she has taken a sledgehammer to his ribs. His skin and muscles blaze as if she has poured boiling hot water into the cavern of his torso. Stinging tears spill down his cheeks as he begs her to stop and let him go.
But she doesn't.
She presses her smoldering face to his forehead in some kind of twisted kiss of death.
An eerie sensation comes over him. It starts in his fingertips, creeps through his veins, and seeps into his heart. A compulsion one only feels when they are the last man on a sinking vessel.
The will to live.
A visceral, raging defiance that makes his heart violently beat in raw opposition to the unforgiving godliness of the sea.
It compels him to embrace her, to hold her tight as if she is his only hope of ever returning home. And it is in that moment, as his flesh and bones peel away and turn to ash, he realizes that he trusts her. She is his best friend. The one who brought him back from the brink of a self-destructive death. The one who stays up and laughs with him when the days are particularly hard. His beacon, guiding him back to safety in an ever-raging ocean of death and destruction. If she needs him to die so he can live again, he will do so.
"Look at me, Alex."
He opens his eyes.
Everything explodes into white nothingness.
"Oh, thank God," Kate breathes a sigh of relief as he gasps for air. Her face is dirty, but there are two long pale streaks that trail down her cheeks and bracket her sad smile.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, mate," Danny says as he taps on the screen of his gauntlet. Alex tries to sit up, but both Kate and Danny force him to remain on his back. "Alex, you positively can not move."
"I can't, I can't -" he gasps and coughs, feeling something warm trickle down his forehead and creep under his skin.
"I know, I know it hurts - hey! Don't look down, look at me! There you go, there you go." Kate smoothes his long dark hair back from his face and grins reassuringly. "Hey, buddy."
Danny's head is bleeding, and his glasses are cracked. Metal shards stick out of his Kevlar vest, with smaller pieces poking out of his arms where his silver gauntlets leave him exposed.
"Can't you work faster?" Kabal demands from behind him. His respirator is clipped to the strap running across his shoulder. One of the canisters is missing from the side of his mask. He is covered in ash.
Over his shoulder, Alex sees billowing smoke. The garage is destroyed, but the main building is still standing there, just as stoic as a sentinel in the wintry storm. Bodies are piled in pyres. Many from their side.
"Not all of us were born with the gift of super-speed," Danny says, only half paying attention. "Then again, I'm not certain how much of a gift it is when it comes to your dates."
"Like I haven't heard that one before."
"Would, ugh, would have to get a date in the first place," Alex says between ragged breaths, trading pain for humor in a desperate attempt to distract himself from the odd itchiness in his abdomen.
Danny and Kate laugh. Kabal rolls his eyes. "I'm letting that go because you were literally dead for three minutes."
"What?"
When he looks down, he starts screaming. Large shards of shiny shrapnel are sticking out of his chest and through his back. It is not the first time he has been on the ass-end of an explosion, but the thousands of tiny insect-like robots moving under his skin are what pushes him over the edge.
"God damn it, Kabal," Danny huffs.
"What?"
"Get them off! Get them off!"
"Alex, Alex, you have to calm down," Kate begs. She glances over her shoulder and yells, "Kano!"
"I'm working on it!" He calls, holding a glass jar full of clear liquid in one hand and a syringe the other. In no time at all, he is at Alex's side. "Hold him down. I can't stick him with him squirming like this."
Danny pushes down on his shoulders while Kate cradles his head in her lap. Kabal takes ahold of his leg, but Alex kicks upward, effectively breaking his nose with a sickening crunch. Danny chuckles.
"Alex, you fucking dick!" Kabal yells, his voice now muffled. "Stop being a goddamn baby!"
Kano sighs. "Tigue! Alora! Loves, would you get over here?"
Tigue, whose big puffy jacket has the stuffing spilling out in places where the shrapnel from the explosion knicked her, and who was in mid-conversation with Alora, gives a thumbs up, then trots towards the group. She pats Kabal on the back, then takes his place. In an instant, she shifts into diamond form.
"Shiny," Danny remarks, looking her up and down.
Tigue smiles and rolls her eyes before pinning down one of Alex's legs. "C'mon, big guy. Work with us!"
Alora wraps herself around his other leg and manages to hold him, but with Alex's adrenaline-fueled strength, her black blood-stained jacket paints the snow beneath her red as he thrashes her around. "Alex!"
"Got him!" Kano says and steps back.
It takes several seconds, but the pain fades along with the itchiness. He reaches back and takes Kate's arm. Fear is in his mismatched eyes. She gives him the most sympathetic look she can. "It's okay. We won't let anything happen to you."
Danny makes a noncommittal face, which earns him a glare.
"How's he doing?" Erron calls, supporting Echo with an arm around her shoulders. Her glasses are missing, her hair is a mess, she is covered in soot, and she is wearing the most unenthused expression Alex has ever seen on her face, partially hidden behind a curtain of hair.
"Kız kardeş," he worries and tries to sit up.
"Take it easy," Danny reminds him.
"I'm fine. It's only a sprained ankle."
"Do you have the hard drives?" Kano asks. Echo retrieves them from her pocket and holds them up, while Alex shoots Kano a glare for not caring that she is very obviously injured. "Good. Have the grunts finished laying the explosives? We need to blow this place before Special Forces inevitably show up."
"You let who lay the explosives?"
"I oversaw them, Alex," Echo promises. "I assure you they completed the job to your standards."
He closes his eyes and sighs. He doesn't like the grunts handling the demolition equipment as they are far too careless, but he knows Echo doesn't half-ass jobs. Besides, whatever Kano shot him up with has effectively taken the fight out of him. "Okay."
"That's the last of it," Danny says as the nanobots push the final shard from Alex's abdomen. They swarm out from under his skin like a black cloud and return to the housing unit in his gauntlet. "It's all you, darling."
Kate presses her hand to Alex's chest. Three streams of orange energy trace their way from the center of her chest and over her shoulder, twist around her arm, and converge in the center of her palm, where the light stimulates his cells. Slowly, the wounds heal to a close.
He gasps when a series of images flood his head - a cell. Pacing back and forth in the dark. Fear. Hatred. Agony. A light. He sees himself appear in the doorway. A spark of hope. It all ends before he can make sense of it.
"Shit-fuck!" Kobra calls from ahead of him. Unholy yowling and hissing follow. Both Kira, Nyx, and Billie laugh as he holds an angry orange tabby cat at arm's length. "It's not funny, guys!"
"How is it not?" Billie says between laughs.
"Your arm looks like it went through a meatgrinder," Kira adds.
The cat wildly swings its back legs until Kobra finally relents and lets it go. "Don't ever ask me to help find that demonic little shit again, Kate."
"C4! Where was he?" Alex asks with worry. His paws are nearly black with dust.
"In an air duct. Mint heard him meowing in there." Kobra jams his thumb over his shoulder at the man with the two-toned green and black hair towering over him. He grins proudly.
Nyx pulls her leather jacket tighter when a particularly freezing wind blows her snow-white hair back. She leans close to Echo. "Do you ever get the feeling that there's something off about that guy?"
"I've compiled a spreadsheet of all the things wrong with him if you'd like to see it," Echo offers. She quirks an eyebrow in intrigue.
"I would love to, gattina," Mint says poking his head between them.
"Alright, if you ain't out, you're dead! Let's do it!" Kano calls. The grunts sprint towards their side of the road to avoid becoming the latest round of pincushions. Danny pulls Alex to his feet and pats him once on the back. Echo hands him the detonator. Kate throws an arm around his waist, and C4 curls his tail around his leg.
"Three, t-"
"No! I forgot my Boba Fett helmet!" Kate grabs her head in panic.
"Two, one - boom!" Kobra hits the big red button before Alex can. A dull rumble followed by a weak shockwave explodes outward. The building crumbles. Dust rains down on them as thick as a snow shower. Everyone, with the exception of Echo who simply shakes her head in amusement, hollers, whoops, and cheers at the destruction.
Maybe it's whatever concoction Kano injected him with, or maybe it's the high of a near-death experience, but Alex can't help but smile. He looks at each one of their faces, from the old to the new, from the young to the aged, from his closest friends to the biggest pains in his neck, and thinks how lucky he is to have the pleasure of knowing this group of degenerates. And even though their base is destroyed and they have lost this fight, he knows that no matter where they are, he will never be alone.
Something whistles through the air and lands with a thud in front of Kate. She picks it up and blows the dust off of it. Alex looks at her in disbelief.
"Yes! Thank you, Jesus!" Kate slides the worn green and red helmet over her head.
"Unbelievable," says Danny.
"The Force works in mysterious ways." She fires at him with her finger guns.
"That it does."
Alex wonders if she knows just how true her words are. Well, not the Force, but fate. All the twisting, winding roads that have led him here, to this moment. The astronomical chances of the stars aligning in such a perfect way to put him at this exact spot. Maybe fate isn't so cruel after all.
"Let's pack it up!" Kano orders.
As he moves to take a step, an achy soreness hits him like a kick in the ribs. It nearly causes him to double over in pain.
"Don't worry, polpetto. I will help," Mint says as he snakes an arm around his shoulder to support his weight. Alex frowns, but he doesn't get the chance to argue before Mint drags him towards the truck and past Tigue, who is offering up the loose stuffing from her jacket to help plug Kabal's broken nose.
"I'm driving!" Billie calls as she races past them.
"No!" Kano yells after her. "You hardly have a permit!"
"Don't care - Mum says I need practice!"
"We've survived one disaster, let's not have another, yeah?"
Once he's in the back of the truck, Kate sits next to him. He leans his head against the bulkhead and closes his eyes, though he doesn't get to enjoy his rest for too long because he feels her staring at him.
"So?"
"So what?"
She removes her helmet, and her russet hair sticks up oddly. "What did you see when, y'know, you were gone?"
Alex thinks, looks at the goofy grin plastered to her face, and smiles to himself.
"Home.”
The Black Dragon OCs:
Alex - @chadillacboseman
Alora - @bihanspookies
Billie - @cyberneticsanguinaire
Danny - @thesingularityseries (me)
Echo - @roofgeese
Kate - @thesingularityseries (me)
Mint - @hvnnysuga
Nyx - @cassieuncaged
Tigue - @mintspider
Tag List:
@roofgeese @bisexualjohnnycage @inafieldofdaisies @cassietrn @chadillacboseman @thenukacolachallenge @cyberneticsanguinaire @socially-awkward-skeleton @suga-catt @voidika @original-jade @middlechildwhoescapedthebasement @licoricelump @mintspider @spacestephh @sulley-wulley
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unrealblue · 9 months
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mintspider · 5 months
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Best damn bartender at the Black Dragon's Fight Club.
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