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Flynn swung the dread yacht next to some island, parallel parking as perfect as possible. “See, Lex, parking ain’t that hard.” The pilot smugly commented, nudging the emo playfully.

Lex just looked nervous. “Do we really have to go here though? I mean, come on, we can get the same enchiladas at that other island.”

“Yeah, but the gas prices are cheaper here, and I’m low key kinda low on that stuff.”

“Don’t ever say low-key like that again.”

“C’mon, we’re just gonna pick up enchiladas and go, what ya so worried about?” The pilot nudged again, watching the teens ears go down some.

“Nothing, just.. um.. I’ll stay on the ship.” Flynn scoffed at the emos reply.

“Fine, since you wanna be a pussy about nothing-“ the pilot was interrupted by some locals screams of terror. “Well, that can’t be good.”

Next thing you know, greebles were everywhere, terrorizing innocent people just trying to go about their day, some trying their best to fight off these freaks. Flynn sighed and pulled out a grenade.

“Well, I guess we better help out until the Skylanders come, I mean that would be the right thing to do.” He rambled, tossing a grenade at a greeble group, making them fly in different directions. “Right?”

Lex glanced at the screaming town. Hesitantly, he grabbed his flamethrower and got off the ship. “Yeah, sure.” He nodded, shaking off his anxiety and running in to the crowd of greebles, burning whatever ones he could.

“.. okay, something’s not right.” The pilot mumbled to himself, hopping off the ship and tossing grenades at whatever greebles came his way. “BOOM!”

Lex kept wandering around the town, burning every greeble in sight, stopping before noticing a mabu lady about mid thirties fighting off greebles with a broom stick.. oh boy.

“TAKE THAT YOU SON OF A BITCH!” She yelled, without a doubt, sounding familiar to the emo.. this was her. A mix of feelings flooded in, guilt, joy, fear, all overwhelmed him, he didn’t notice the two greebles about to attack..

“Hey behind you!” She yelled, throwing her broomstick at one of the greebles eyes, skewering it. Lex now noticed the other greeble, immediately turning around and burning it. As the greeble screamed in pain, the mabu lady took a good look at his fur patterns.. walking closer she could’ve sworn that she knew him.

The teen quickly caught on to what she was doing. “Hey-“ Lex quickly cleared his throat and tried to make his voice deeper. “I mean, Hey uh.. thanks for that rescue, ma’am. Now I gotta go and check on-“

“Wait.” The lady placed her hand on his shoulder, surprising the emo. “Let me look your face real quick.”

“Uh.. I don’t see why you need to see my face ma’am, I’m just here tryna do some hero business.” He replied, trying to just go back to Flynn.

“Just real quick. Please.. I’m just making sure of something.” She asked, her tone gentle and hopeful.

Lex sighed, ears angling down. Looking down in some shame, he turned around, revealing his identity to his own sister. The lady gasped softly.. she was right. Feeling her eyes get watery, she pulled him into a hug, trying not to burst into tears. Hesitantly, he hugged back, feeling himself about to cry as well. “You’re okay.” She muttered, softly sobbing. “You’re okay, Rose bud.”

“Yep, um.. I’m okay.” The emo pulled away from the hug, wiping his tears away. “And um.. it’s not “rose” anymore, Thyme.”

Thyme’s eyebrows furrowed slightly in confusion. “What do you mean?-“

“Yo, Lex, where ya get off to?” Flynn yelled, tossing another grenade at another group of greebles trying to attack him. “Look, I know I’m not the best with emotions, but seeing you all bummed is kinda ruining my mood- oh yeah, and the Skylanders are here now, so if you wanna-“ the pilot stopped then and there, looking at Thyme and Lex repeatedly. “.. Did I miss something?”

“Um.. Flynn, this is Thyme. Thyme, this is Flynn.” The emo gestured to her. “Thyme’s my sister, remember?”

“Was she that lady in the picture?” Flynn scratched his head, getting a groan out of the emo.

“Yes. I’ve told you that five times.” He frustratedly replied.

“I-I don’t understand, who is Flynn?” Thyme asked, confused.

“Why, I’m only the best pilot in all of Skylands! Boom!” He smugly posed, chuckling as he stood more straight. “I’m his older bro.”

“.. I see.” She replied, raising a brow. “If you don’t mind, I’m just gonna talk with Rose-“

“It’s not Rose anymore.” He reminded.

“Right, right. Sorry.. what do you go by then?”

“Lex.”

“Lex? Okay then.” She shrugged, turning around and wrapping her arm around the emo. “Okay, so.. Lex. What are you doing with this guy?”

“He’s my brother, he just said that.”

“I know he said that, I’m wondering how the hell you met this guy and why you’re around him, he’s older than Oak for ancients sake.”

“I saved his ass from some trolls then he kinda saved me from getting my ear cut off, and he just kinda took me home with him.”

“TOOK YOU HOME-“ Thyme stopped herself, inhaling heavily. “Okay. Okay then.. he’s been keeping you alive I guess, so that’s something.” She nodded. “But you have to come back home-“

“Thyme. That’s not my home.” He shook his head, the guilt ever so obvious. Thymes ears angled down.

“What do you mean? I finally see my own sister after six months and-“

“I’m not your sister.” He replied sternly while crossing his arms. “I’m.. I’m trans. I’m a guy.”

Thyme raised a brow. “That doesn’t explain why you left for six months!”

“Look, I’ll tell you everything, okay?” The emo uncrossed his arms. “Just.. please. Don’t tell the rest of them about this.”

Thyme sighed heavily, unsure about everything. She finally gets to see her sibling after months, and you mean to tell her that ‘Rosemary’ is Lex now? Oh and the new brother, what’s that all about? How is she supposed to know if he isn’t just some weirdo talking to kids? But this was R-.. Lex.

“.. Alright, but I want an honest explanation.” She pointed at him, to which he nodded, softly smiling.

“So, uh.. you guys done here or what?” Flynn shrugged, getting a resting bitch face look from Thyme. “.. I’m gonna go ahead and guess that’s a no.”

Jet stood in front of the swag squads door, holding a flower pot with a yellow rose and a note next to the flower, straightening bucks stance before knocking on the door with his left hoof.

The door opened, revealing Uni at the door, curious who was knocking.

“Hey, Uni.“ Buck smiled awkwardly.

“Oh, hey bro!” She replied, happy to see him. “Hemera’s right over there tending to her plants, but I’m p sure she’d be happy to see ya.”

Jet’s left ear flicked, his face somewhat surprised. “How did’ya know I was gonna ask for Hemera?” Buck questioned, tilting his head left ever so slightly.

“Dude. You always ask to see Hemera when you’re here.” Uni answered, not believing what he asked her. “Just come in, bro.”

“.. Okay.” The deer shrugged, walking in as the unicorn wolf hybrid moved out of the way.

Hemera sprayed water on the flowers, ignoring about everything else around her and not noticing the blue deer walking up behind her.

“Hi, Hemmy!” Jet smiled wide, tail wagging as Hemera turned around.

“Hey, Jetpack.” She smiled softly, putting her spray bottle down.

“I got’ya a flower!” Buck took the pot and held it with both hooves, proud of himself. “Grew it m’self!”

“Aw, thank you!” Hemera sounded timid, but she was grateful, taking the pot as Jet carefully handed it to her. “That means a lot.”

“Doom helped me pick out the seeds! An’ there’s a little note for ya!” He beamed with joy, tail wagging more as he waited for her to start reading it.

The orange fox picked up the note, seeing buck was excited to see her read it. To herself, she read the following:

‘Dear Hemmy, I’m really happy that you wanted to be my best friend. The purgatory can be a shitty place, but I am actually grateful that you’re here with me, even when people can be a pan in the arse. You’re the best Fox I know. Well, other than Noah, the only Fox I know. Also, did you know that yellow roses represent friendship? Pretty cool, right? Reminds me a lot of us! Because we’re friends, and you love flowers! And yellows a really pretty color.

You’re platonic mate, Jet.’

“Aw, thats sweet!” Hemera spook a little louder.

“You like it?” Jet held his hooves, slightly moving back and forth.

“I love it!” She answered. “Thank you again!” She gently pulled buck into a hug, to which he hugged back, chuckling with joy. Seeing Hemera happy made buck happy.

“You’re welcome!” He gently pulled out of the hug, still beaming with joy.

Hemera’s smile dropped as she just remembered something. “You had permission to leave your room, right?“ she asked, expressing concern.

“’Yeh. Doom let me out-“

“Quite tryna be a teachers pet, Hemera.“ Uni inturrupted, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.

Jet turned around, frowning as bucks eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. “She didn't ask you, now did she?“

“I'm just sayi-“

“Ah-ah! None of that shit. It's a rhetorical question.“

“Jet-“

“Shsushshsh!“ he shushed the wolf unicron hybrid, to which she rolled her eyes as buck turned back to Hemera. “Anyways, Yeah! Doom let me out. Skull’s pretty nice like that.“ his tail wagged slightly.

Hemera gave a small chuckle. “Yeah, I guess she is. You better go back now, though. Before xe tries his ’medicine’ again. Or worse..“ she mumbled, concerned if Randy might try his ’medicine’ again.

“Nah, I'll be fine... I hope.“ Jet scratched his head.

“Jet..“

“Hemera, buck’s a big boy-“

“She wasn't fucking talking to you!“ Jet exclaimed, startling Uni and Hemera. “But if it bothers ya that much, I’ll go.” Buck hugged Hemera one more time. “See you at lunch, yeah?”

“Of course.” She nodded, watching him smile and walk away, waving goodbye on his way out as she waved back.

Notes: I low-key forgot about this fic but whatever it’s been in drafts since February it’s getting out now idc of it sucks

Sibling reunion fanfic!!

Notes: this has been rotting in my drafts for a while now so. Here.

TW: implied child abuse, animal testing/experimentation, death, swearing, and depression.

Bengal held onto the bars on Thrash’s car as they rode around melancholy town. She felt unease in this area, something about it was just off..

“Yo, Bengal! You see anything?” Thrash yelled.

“No. Not much. Just.. dead mice.” Bengal said, last part in some disgust.

“Yeah uh.. you think Pantaro got his directions for that blue goo stuff right?”

“Not sure. I just know I.. never wanted to see this stuff again.”

“And here you are hunting for it!” Thrash chuckled, trying to make humor of the situation. Bengal, however, didnt find it funny and actually looked a bit upset.

“Uh.. sorry, Bangs.”

“It’s fine, really.. don’t worry.” Bengal replied, sadly.

She practically zoned out, thinking about her younger brother. He was probably dead by now.. the day she escaped she tried to take him with her, but they ended up getting separated, and last she saw him he was close to death. No telling if Redback successfully made him into a wilder or did worse to him.. either way, she hated thinking about it.

Thrash looked at the left and immediately hit the brakes, causing Bengal to snap out of it.

“Woah! Thrash, what the fuck was that?” Bengal shouted, making her way to Thrash.

“Bengal. Look.” He pointed to a feline figure that looked like her.. was it him? It can’t be! But.. could it?

She took a good look and gasped, hopping out of the car and walking towards the figure.

The figure noticed her and immediately took a defensive stance, not realizing who it is.. it wasn’t until Bengal stopped, looking at him up and down, making sure it was who she though it was.

“..Stripez?” Bengal asked, feeling tears about to form.

Stripez loosened his shoulders as his eyes widened. He slowly approached Bengal, stepping out of the shadows, revealing himself.

“Oh my god.. it’s you.” Stripez smiled of relief, his sister was alive and here! And after all this time, he can finally see her again.

Bengal stepped closer and pulled him into a hug, both of them somewhat crying. He was okay. He wasn’t a wilder, he wasn’t dead, he was okay.

Thrash was confused about what was going on, but he didn’t want to ruin the moment for her.

“It’s you Bengal.. it’s really you!” Stripez said as he pulled out of the hug. “I- I thought something happened and that you were dead. I’ve never been this happy that I was wrong about something.” Tears fell down his face.

“Me either, Buddy.” Bengal also had tears streaming down from her eyes, but she didn’t care. She was just happy her brother was okay.

Stripez couldn’t reply before a rabbit came in confusion.

“Hey um, what’s going on here?” The rabbit asked the two, who just noticed her here.

“Jupiter, this is my sister! Bengal! The one I thought was dead, and I was proven wrong!” Stripez said, wiping tears from his eyes.

“Ooohhhh okay, cool!” Jupiter approached Bengal and shook her hand. “Nice to meet you, Stripez sister, I’m Jupiter. His sort of adopted sister.”

“Nice to meet you too, Jupiter.” Bengal chuckled. “That’s my buddy Thrash.” She pointed at the shark in the car.

“Sup? I’m Thrash!” He exclaimed, getting out of the car and walking to them.

“Thrash, this is my brother Stripez and his adoptive sister, Jupiter. I think” Bengal looked at Thrash, smiling happily.

“Nice to meet ya Stripez and Jupiter, very cool outfits you got going on! Never figured Bengal had family tho.. with purple eyes too?” Thrash looked at his eyes closely, not sure what his affiliation was. “Well there’s no way you’re a wilder, so.” He shrugged.

“Yeah, we’re antiheroes!” Jupiter exclaimed smiling.

“That's a real group?“ the shark tilted his head ever so slightly.

“You bet it is.“ Stripez smugly put his hands on his waist. “You know, you should meet the others, I think you’ll like ‘em!”

Bengals eyes sparkled with joy. She’d love to hang out with her brother after all this time, but.. her and Thrash still had things to do. Her smile faded as the realization sunk in.

“Stripez, I’d love to, but we’re actually looking for some blue- “

“Meh, it can wait. I wanna meet the rest of them!” Thrash interrupted her. “Where are these guys?”

“They’re at the home base, it’s not too far, so we can just run there.” Jupiter pointed to a building about three miles from them. “Come on!” She started sprinting towards the building Stripez following her with Bengal and Thrash doing the same.

The brothers first meeting (also ayyy return of the fic blog) I fear I do not care if this is shit I’ve started over too many damn times

TW: violence (this involves Lex are you even surprised), gore, decapitation, death, and.. idk Lex being a weird little edge Lord, he just consumes inedible stuff.

Flynn and Hugo found themselves surounded by trolls. The two were just going to this Tarantula village to get some dumb books Hugo needed, neither of them expected a whole troll raid.

“Get behind me, Hugo buddy!” The pilot insisted. “I can handle these guys.“ he so overconfidently pulled out a grenade (i like him using grenades okay) and threw it at the horde of these things surrounding them, blowing half of them up.

“And that's a BOOM!“ Flynn shouted, doing his iconic pose.

“That's great Flynn, but we still have a bit of a problem.“ Hugo nervously glanced at the other half of the troll group to which the pilot just shrugged.

“Well, I have more grenades.“ The pilot pulled another one out and tossed it at the other half, blowing them up as well. “Now we just gotta wait on the Skylanders and-“

A decapatated troll head rolled over and stopped at the two mabus, grossing the both of them out.

“.. Well, that ruined my hunger for victory enchiladas.“ Flynn commented in a disgusted tone.

“Yeah, that's a little disturbing.“ The asistant nodded in agreement.

Screams of terror caught their attention, confused where the screams where coming from until a troll ran in front of them, being chased around by this very emo teenage mabu girl (expect he’s not a girl-), eventually getting tackled by this emo and stabbed multiple times while said teen just grinned.

“This is for taking my detergent pods, bitch!!” The emo yelled, ripping out the creatures eyes as it stopped screaming, making the pilot gag.

“She must really like her cleaning supplies.” Flynn muttered, doing his best not to throw up.

The emo looked at the two in curiosity, only noticing them now, making Flynn back up uncomfortably.

“Flynn.. I think she heard you.” Hugo whispered, backing up along with him.

“Uh.. ahoy there!” The pilot shook his head and smirked smugly. “I’m Flynn, best pilot in all of Skylands, you might’ve heard of me before. I mean, there is no one as awesome or-“

Before he could finish, the emo started sprinting at the two mabus, making the both of them concerned of what he was planning to do.

“Woah, woah! Hey buddy, we’re not looking for any troub-“ Flynn, along with Hugo, immediately got shoved out of the way rather aggressively as the emo threw his knife at another troll trying to attack them from behind.

“..Oh. Thank you.” Flynn added, watching the emo grab his knife from the cyclops eye.

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” The teen replied, putting his knife back in the sheath.

“Anyways, as I was saying, I-“

“Yeah, yeah. You’re Flynn, ‘best pilot in all of skylands’ that doesn’t pay attention to his surroundings.” The emo teen placed his fists on his waist.

Flynn couldn’t believe this. This hot topic addict was interrupting him, the best pilot in all of Skylands! Who was this eyeliner wearing, troll stabbing, knife licking edge lord wannabe to interrupt him?

“First of all, I was so aware of my surroundings, I was just testing to see how good you are in combat!” The pilot crossed his arms, offended.

“Sure you were.” The emo rolled his eyes.

“Second, it’s rude to interrupt. Third, how old are you anyway? Don’t you have a curfew or something, miss hot topic?” Flynn raised a brow.

“It’s six P.M. on a Saturday, I’m old enough to handle myself, I’m not a girl I’m a guy, and I have a name, you know.” The teen answered him… not in order. “Lex.”

“Lex.. strange name.” The pilot shrugged, uncrossing his arms. “And you’re not a girl.”

“Yeah, just said that.”

“Alright, then, mister hit topic.” Flynn smugly raised his eyebrow. “This is my buddy Hugo, he’s Eon’s assistant.”

Lex looked at Hugo, both of them knowing they were more than likely not gonna get along well.

“Anyways, uh, Lex, we appreciate you saving our backs there, but you should leave the dangerous stuff to the grown ups, okay?” Flynn patted the emo on the back.

“Oh, the same ‘grown ups’ who almost got attacked by some wrinkly bridge troll?” Lex snapped back.

“Oh hush, I don’t kill someone over some laundry detergent!” The pilot shouted, getting an aggravated sigh from Hugo.

“If someone took your food supply, I think you’d be pissed too.” Lex folded his arms.

“I do admit, I don’t really like sharing my enchilada-.. wait. Do you seriously eat laundry detergent?” Flynn’s face went from pondering to disgust.

“It’s all the food I have left.” The emo shrugged.

“..That’s not food.” Hugo shook his head, somehow more grossed out with this kid. “Where are your parents even?”

“Uh…” Lex looked at the ground awkwardly. “They aren’t really around-“

“Oh.. oh, I’m so sorry for loss.” Flynn looked rather sympathetic about the teens ‘loss’.

“Oh, no they’re not dead, it’s just kinda complicated-“

A bullet flew above him just barely, making him flinch and duck down.

“Who’s the one not paying attention to surroundings now?” Flynn commented in a snarky tone, getting a middle finger in response from the emo before a bullet flew above him as well, making him yelp.

“Oh that’s no good..” Hugo muttered, backing up.

Yet even more trolls from pretty far was running towards the three, throwing miscellanies weapons at them as they kept on dodging.

“Don’t worry, I got ‘em.” Flynn pulled out another grenade and threw it at the troll group. “BOOM!” He yelled as the trolls exploded. “You’re welco- D’ow!“ A screw bolt hit him right in his forehead before he could finish, making him groan in pain.

“Ouch.” Lex hissed sympathetically. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m all great. Matter fact, better than great.” The pilot grinned ever so smugly, trying to hide the pain so he’d seem cool. “I just got a tiny little headache.”

“I don’t know, that looked like it hurt.” Hugo commented.

Before Flynn could add anything, some of the Skylanders (finally) came and dealt with the rest of the trolls.. not as gorey as Lex did, for sure. The three mabus watched the not as bloody battle, in amazement, but in the emos case, wanting to see more blood spill.

“So.. my hunger’s back now, who wants enchiladas?” The pilot smiled.

Barry and Jets first encounter

Note: Jet and Randy are trp oc’s and not canon. They’re just silly fan characters I made for a rewrite. In no way do I support kittycorn or anything he has done. Also I know the title isn’t good but it’s all I could come up with.

TRP belongs to @hopethesillyheartwitch

Barry walked with Doom down the halls of the purgatory, a little nervous after meeting Randy. Xe seemed nice and welcoming to him.. at least until it tried to lobotomize him.

“I’m sorry about Randy, bear-bear.” Doom apologized. “He’s really nice when he’s not trying to poison people.”

“It’s fine, I guess.” Barry shrugged, still a little on edge because of the blue axolotl. “Does he do that to everyone?”

“Yep, he even tried to lobotomize Uni at some point.” Doom sadly folded her upper arms. “I’ve tried getting him to stop, but xe never listens!”

“That’s their choice to change or not, Doom. You can’t fix everything.” Barry said, attempting to comfort skull. It didn't work, and he could see the spider rats disappointment. It wasn't her fault, Randy is just a stubborn jerk that won't try for the better!

“I'm sorry, Doom. I just thought it would help to know-“

“No, Barry, i-it's fine.“ Doom inturupted.

Before Barry could reply, Doom stopped amd changed expressions quickly.

“Oh, you should meet Jet!“ smile exclaimed.

“Who?“ the green cat raised a brow in confusion.

“He's one of the patients here, you'll like him, he's nice.“

Doom walked further down the hallway, Barry following him, until they reached a room with fork drawings all over the door.

“..Why are there so many drawings of forks on here?“ Barry pointed at the door.

“That's just kind of his thing.“ Doom awkwardly giggled. “At least hes not stealing forks from peepbeep anymore.“ Smile mumbled to herself as he opened the door to reveal a blue deer putting up another drawing.

“Hiii Jetpack!“ skull exclaimed, walking in with Barry right behind smile. “How are you today?“

“Oh, Hey Doom!“ He replied, finally getting the drawing up. “Yeah, I'm doin’ pretty okay, just been organizin’ my room.“ buck backed up, proud of his desplay of the poorly drawn forks.

“How nice.“ she said, trying to be supportive of him. “Anyways, we have a new patient!“

“Oh, really?“ the deer looked at him, curious.

“Mhm! Meet Barry!“ Doom backed up and reached her left arms out to present the green cat.

“Oh, ’ello!“ Jet slightly walked up to him. “I'm Jet Tew Holiday, nice to meet you!“

“.. Nice to meet you, as well.“ Barry replied, slightly wary. “I'm Barry Ill.“

“Excuse him, Jetpack, he almost got poisoned by Randy so.. He's may be a bit on edge.“ Doom forced a small smile on her face.

“Oh, that guy? Yeah, I don't blame ya, he tries to do that to me too.“ buck shrugged, backing up a bit. “Anyways, what’ya think of the place so far? Minus the poison attempt, of course-“

“Can we not talk about the poison thing, please?“ The cat crossed his arms, not mad, just didn't want to talk about that tears forsaken axolotl anymore.

“Sure thing, mate.“ the deer noded.

“Anyways.. May I ask why you draw so many forks?“ Barry pointed at the wall covered in drawings.

“I d’know. But something about them makes me feel safer.“ Jet answered as Barry looked around the rest of the room. “Besides, PeepBeep asked me to stop taking forks from the cafeteria, but no one said anything about drawing them.“

“I see..“ Barry looked at the drawing buck just hung up.

“Well, it's getting late.“ Doom said, walking to the two. “We should get you to your room, bear-bear.“ she said as she walked out of the room, making sure Barry followed skull.

“Yeah, I think it’s good for some shut eye.” Buck nodded. “Well, it was nice seeing you Doom! And it was nice meeting you Barry, you’re really nice!”

“Thanks, nice meeting you too. Even with knowing you’re weird fork thing I guess.” Barry mumbled that last part to himself.

“Good night, Jetpack! Sleep well!” Doom waved, walking with Barry next to her.

“G’night, Doom, you as well!” Buck shouted before closing the door.

‘Strange deer.’ He thought to himself. ‘Well, I guess I shouldn’t be judging him, everyone here is.. weird. In one way or other.’

A basilheather first meeting fic

Note: Basil and her family belong to @patchofglass while Heather and her family belong to me.

September 1st, 1985

Heather sat against the school wall during recess, playing with the flowers. She hated school, always has, always did. But now she hated it even more with everything happening right now.

Her mother, Carol, got pregnant with another girl and it pissed off her father. Now, her dad wasn’t a great man, and it was a good thing he left the house, but it just made Carol take out her issues on Heather and her sister, Jo. No good reason.

After their dad left, Jo was basically turned into a parent for her younger sisters. Think about this.. made Heather feel guilty.

A girl with fair skin, long brownish hair, and baggy cloths walked up to her. Heather didn’t notice this girl until..

“Hi.” Heather heard this and immediately looked up.

“May I ask why you’re here by yourself?” The girl asked, curious.

“Because I don’t have friends.” Heather looked at the ground, hugging her knees.

“Oh. I’m sorry. Why don’t you have friends?” The girl asked again, taking a step closer.

“Because no one likes me and everyone calls me names… mean names.” Heather looked like she was gonna cry.

“But you seem really nice. Why would people be mean for no reason?”

“I don’t know..”

The girl sat next to Heather, not sure how to comfort her.

“I’m sorry people are mean to you.” She said sort of bluntly.

“It’s okay..”

“I don’t have many friends either. Sometimes people call me names to.”

“I’m sorry-“

“No it’s okay. Mommy says I should ignore them because I am perfect and they’re just jealous because I’m better!”

Heather smiled at that. She wished she had a mom like that.. one that would bring her up instead of bringing her down.

“Your mom sounds nice.” Heather wiped her tears away.

“Yeah she is!” The girl said joyfully. “You know.. if you want, I can be your friend.”

Heathers face was in surprise. Someone wanted to be her friend. For the first time, someone wanted to be a genuine friend to her.

“Really?” Heather asked, moving her hands to the ground on each side.

“Yeah! My names Basil. what’s yours, friend?”

“Heather. It’s nice to meet you Basil.”

“Nice to meet you too, Heather!” Basil got up fo the ground. “Wanna play tetherball, friend?”

“Yes please!” Heather immediately got up and ran with her new friend to the tetherball, happy to finally not be alone at school.

She didn’t know that Basil was gonna basically be her best friend for life. Her girlfriend, her partner in crime, her lover, her everything.

Note: I am not an expert at systems and constructive criticism is greatly appreciated if I write this wrong. Also these are characters that are supposed to be in a comic later so this probably won’t be a canon interaction

Tw: implied child abuse.

Jacob stood in the corner, arms crossed, not happy to be here. Alex noticed this almost immediately and walked over to him

“Jake, you okay?” He asked, walking up to him.

“Not really.” he answered rather bluntly. “I’m just.. not feeling up for ghost hunting today.”

“Thats fair, man.”

Alex leaned against the wall next to him, hands in pockets.

“But you’re usually the first one to be ready for this. Everything okay?” His eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Jacob sighed as he uncrossed his arms, straightening himself.

“I’m.. not really Jacob.”

Alex stood up from the wall in confusion.

“What do you mean? You a ghost?” Alex playfully asked. Jacob- er, not Jacob, didn’t find this funny. “Not funny, got it.”

Not Jacob sighed once again, stimming with the string in his hoodie.

“Jacob has been meaning to tell you this but he didn’t know how and.. he didn’t really feel like dealing with everything today so I took over for him.”

“What do you mean ‘he’s been meaning to tell me’?”

“I’m Jacob’s alter. I’m Rex.”

Alex didn’t know how to react. He was stunned by this, his eyes were wide, his mouth open, he wasn’t expecting this. He shook his head and scratched the top of his scalp.

“So.. you’re saying Jacob has DID?” Alex took his hands out of his pockets.

“We don’t think that’s the right term.. but we’ve never really went to see a psychologist about this.” Rex held his left arm with his right hand.

“But there’s multiple people in his head?”

“Yes.”

Alex wasn’t sure what to think about this. He’s heard of this kind of thing but never really thought his friend would have something like this. But Rex was still apart of Alex so.. he must be cool, right?

“Okay then. So, how many of you are there exactly?” He asked, hand motioning to Rex.

“As far as I know, about five.” Rex answered, looking at the ceiling.

“Five? And that’s the number including you and Jacob?”

“Yes.” He looked back to Alex.

“So.. who are the others then?”

“We have Frankie, he’s an alter who comes in during fights with ghosts.”

“So every ghost fight ‘Jacob’ has been in, it was actually him?”

“Yep. Another one is Corey, he’s kind of the prosecutor. And the fifth one.. well, they don’t really have a name yet, but they’re kind of the inner child of Jake.”

“Damn.” Alex looked at the ground then back to Rex. “How many times did you or the others front around me and the rest of T.A.P.E?”

“Quite a bit. And we all now understand why Jacob likes you guys.” Rex leaned against the wall.

“But why am I only finding out about this now?”

“Because I’ve decided I trust you enough with this.. you’re the only person we’ve told about us.”

“So.. your parents don’t know then?” Alex’s expression softened.

“No.. we’ve tried telling our mom before but.. it ended up not going very well for us. I wasn’t in front at that time so I don’t have much recollection of it, but it was bad enough that Jacob almost left the system entirely.” Rex crossed his arms once more, hands tightening on his hoodie sleeves.

“Oh god.. I’m so sorry you guys had to deal with that.” Alex placed his hand on Rex’s shoulder, making the other guy turn his head around to look at him.

“It’s fine, really. We all eventually got used to filling Jacob’s shoes at some point.” Rex shrugged.

“Still, if it was that bad, your mom should not be trusted with kids. Are you guys okay now?”

Rex’s eyes went back to the ground.

“Eh, somewhat. It’s better than how we were in all honesty.”

Rex looked at Alex again, softly smiling, sort of confusing Alex as he took his hand off.

“Thanks for listening though. Proves me right.” Rex uncrossed his arms again and wrapping one arm around Alex’s shoulder.

“Proves you right how?” Alex raised a brow.

“That we can trust you.”

Alex smiled as he placed his arm on Rex’s shoulder as well.

“Well, you guys share the same body with my friend, so technically.. you’re my friends too.” Alex said, making a finger gun with his free hand.

They both chuckled, arms leaving each others shoulders.

Oc x oc fic

TW: mentions of abuse (physical/verbal), racism, bullying, injuries, homophobia, and blood mentions.

Note: Basil (and her family that is briefly mentioned lol) belongs to @patchofglass while Heather and her family (also briefly mentioned) belongs to me

Heather stood outside the door, out of breath, nose bleeding, sore from trying to fight back.. man, did she feel like shit. She thought of just going straight to home, but she didn’t think she could face what waited for her.. besides, Lily would be fine as long as Jo is around.

She finally knocked after standing for a minute, hoping for someone to answer at this time. And someone did. Basil, opening the door, face immediately showing concern once she saw Heather’s condition.

“Hey, hun. How was your day?” Heather asked, trying to ignore the pain she was in.

“Jesus, who did this!?” Basil walked up to her, reaching out and gently holding her girlfriend’s face.

“Basil, it’s nothing-“

“Did Carol do this!?”

“No, just some jerks.”

Basil sighed as she placed Heathers arm over her shoulder, helping her get inside.

“Was it that bitch Kim again?” Basil sounded somewhat pissed. Can’t blame her, this wasn’t the only time Heather showed up all beaten up.

“With company.” Heather scoffed.

“I’m gonna kill those dickheads one day.”

Once they got to the living room, Basil helped her wincing lover sit down on the couch and went to get some tissue for her nose and some bruise gel. Heather sat there, looking at all of her bruises on her arm, most practically fused into a huge one. They hurt, but it could’ve been worse.

Basil handed the tissue to Heather, who placed it to her nose as Basil sat down next to her.

“Let me see your arm.” Basil said much calmer, her hand out to hold her arm.

Heather stretched her arm over to Basil, who held it gently as she placed the gel on the bruises.

“I’m sorry you go through this bullshit, hun.” Basil sort of mumbled, a bit upset.

“Don’t be, you’re one of the good ones.” Heather said somewhat jokingly, chuckling while trying to find humor in this. Basil just looked at her. Not a pissed look, like a “are you serious right now” look.

“Yeah, not funny, my bad.” Heather awkwardly looked to the other side. Basil smiled as she rolled her eyes.

“I just want you to be okay, y’know?” She gently placed her arms around Heather, not wanting to accidentally hurt her more.

“I know I know..” Heather hugged back. “kind of hard to do that when half the town is racist, though.”

“Whatever, this town’s dumb anyway.”

“Dumber than dumb.”

“Dumber than Sammy.”

“They make Sammy look like he’s the smartest person on earth.”

They both giggled as they let go of each other slowly. Heather leaned on her shoulder while Basil kissed her cheek.

“Thanks for helping me.. again.” Heather chuckled, hand intertwined with Basil’s.

“Of course. I’ll always be here to help, hun.” Basil reassured, pulling her closer.

“I’m glad for that.” She ran the free hand through Basil’s hair. “I’m also glad your parents aren’t to weird about.. us.”

“Eh.. they’re better than Carol, thats for sure.”

“Oh definitely.”

Gjz oc story

Chapter 2: It’s coming on

Next day

Stripez sat in the medic room with the unconscious bat they rescued last night, wondering what the wilders wanted with it. He looked at its wings- actually, wing. It looks like it lost its other one.

“What happened to you?” He mumbled to himself as he slowly stood up, knowing he wouldn’t get an answer until..

The bat woke up and sprung forward, panting in some panic and looking at its surroundings.

“Where am I!? Who are you!?” it screamed in a panic.

“Calm down, you’re just in the medic room.”Stripez said attempting to calm it down.

“What do you want with me!?”

“Nothing, we just wanted to help-“

“Are you a wilder!?”

“What? No! I’m an anti hero.”

“..Oh.”

The bat calmed down a bit, loosening its shoulders.

“I’m Stripez.” He held out his paw for it to shake.

“.. Batphomet.” It responded, shaking his paw.

“Okay then, Batphomet. May I ask why the wilders attacked you last night?” He asked, pulling his paw back.

Batphomet jerked back a bit in response. It didn’t know if it could trust him, after all, it just met him.

“Alright, alright, new subject. Do you feel okay?”

“Not really.. but I’m alive so I can’t really complain.” It said, scooting off the bed with Stripez helping it.

“Yeah, I’m not the best with bandaging. Sorry.”

“Hey um.. can you tell me the events of last night?”

“That much blood loss, huh?”

“I guess? I don’t know, I just remembered nearly dying and that insect guy got punched by a grey paw-“

“Oh hey! She’s awake!” Jupiter interrupted, walking in, bandage around her stomach. Batphomet looked somewhat annoyed with her already.

“It.”

“What?”

“I’m an it.”

“Oh okay. It’s awake.”

Jupiter smiled as she sat in an office chair, spinning around.

“I’m Jupiter! You?”

“Batphomet..” it took a step back, face not even hiding its slight annoyance.

“..Did you get your name from that one goat guy?”

“Sort of.”

“Nice!” Jupiter giggled like a school girl, spinning around.

“It’s alive!” Coyo chuckled, walking in the room. He doesn’t even realize he got its pronouns right. “For a moment, I thought we lost ya.”

Batphomet just looked confused, backing away from him.

“Ah c’mon, I don’t bite. Unless you’re a traitor..” he got into its face with a mean look, only furthering its confusion. “Nah, I’m just messing with ya!”

He cackled, throwing himself somewhat backwards. Batphomet turned to Stripez with concern, somewhat worried for everyone’s mental health.

“Yeah, the gang’s kind of.. like that.” Stripez said, nodding while chuckling uncomfortably.

“..Does anyone have a good mental health here?”

“Not really. Taki’s probably the most normal one here- well, no, she’s actually just fatigued and really tired all the time.”

“..I see.”

“Yep, we uh.. we all kind of need therapy.”

“Yeah. Yeah, you do.”

They both looked back at Coyo, who was now cackling like a hyena. It was.. awkward. Even Jupiter just stared at him, until fang walked in.

“Let me guess, another one of his bad jokes.” Fang leaned against the doorway, rolling his eyes as he shook his head, smiling.

They all nodded, Batphomet having a more weirded out reaction than the other two.

“So, how you feeling?” He asked it, standing up from the doorway and walking towards it.

“I’ve been worse.” Batphomet glanced at the bandages all over it.

“I’m fang. You?”

“..Batphomet.”

“Sick name.”

“..thanks.”

“Hey, you hate wilders, right?” Stripez asked, placing his hand on its shoulder.

“Obviously. Why?”

“Why not join us? We can help you fight off wilders better than the heroes can.”

“Heroes?”

“Yeah, they also hate wilders, but they’re really shitty at getting the job done.” Jupiter said, getting off the chair and dancing around sillily.

Batphomet looked to the ground, thinking about it. It would be nice to have help hiding the sample from the wilders.. but these guys? The most mentally unstable people it met? It would probably be the most sane there.. but they did save it’s life to.

“Okay.” It said, shrugging.

“Sweet! I’ll get ya some clothes.” Stripez walked out of the room, somewhat proud.

Coyo got up, sighing, finally done cackling like an idiot. Batphomet wondered if it made a grave mistake.. maybe it shouldn’t have said yes to working with these guys.

Gjz oc story

Chapter 1: Town of melancholy

TW: swearing, depictions/mentions of violence, death, blood, and gore.

September 1st.

It was the average night in melancholy town, and the antiheroes drove around, looking out for wilders, and whoever else may be a problem.

Fang and Jupiter were on the van roof, observing the streets as poison croak drove with Stripez in the passenger seat.

“Fang, do you see anything?” Croak asked, eyes carefully on the road.

“Not really, just trash cans with.. dead rats.” Fang looked again to double check. “Oh never mind, that one’s alive-“

“Can I see?” Jupiter asked, shoving Fang out of the way.

“What the hell, dude!?”

“What? You said ‘dead rats’ and I wanted to see.”

“Well, you don’t shove people out of the fucking way!”

“I do what I want!”

The two started doing petty hand slaps, eventually, however, Fang tackled her and this started a wrestling match.

“Will you two cut it out!?” Coyo popped his head out of the van as the two stopped, to look at him. “You’re supposed to be looking out, not mucking about! Get back on your feet and pay attention!”

“Yes, Dad.” The two burgrudgingly said, letting go and getting up.

“You know, I still don’t get how you guys call him dad.” Stripez said, looking at poison croak as Coyo got back down.

“What’s weird about it? He is technically our father figure.” Croak responded, shrugging.

“Oh don’t bother, Croaky, he hasn’t excepted that family isn’t always blood yet.” Coyo said, poking his head out the window. “After all, it’s his way of saying he hates me.” He said that last part teasingly, even chuckling a bit.

Stripez rolled his eyes and looked out the window. He loved them like a family, but he wasn’t sure of the idea of calling someone dad just because they took care of you and/or made you. I mean, he wouldn’t call Redback his dad.

“I’m just messing with ya, kid.” He said, pulling his head back in.

“I know, Coyo.”

Stripez still looked out the window, looking for whatever might be a threat.

“You see anything, Jupi?”

“Nope, just a bunch of boring old-“ she then gasped as she saw some oddly familiar wilders surrounding someone or.. something in the alley. “WILDERS ON THE RIGHT!”

Croak slammed on the breaks, making the tires screech as Jupiter leaped off the van roof and ran towards the wilders, Fang following her.

“Well gang..” Coyo grabbed a gun and cocked it. “time to fuck up some bitches.”

Meanwhile, in the alley, the group of wilders cornered a pink bat, heavily injured and out of breath. It was outnumbered by ten and weakened with no chance to properly defend itself.

“Any last words, little one?” Scorpius said, readying to finish it off.

The bat coughed some blood before speaking, leaning against the brick wall behind it.

“Piss off..” it said, out of breath and slowly sitting on the ground.

“Very well-“

Out of nowhere, a cat paw stretched out and knocked him out of the way.

“Is it really hard for you guys to stay out of town?” Fang pulled his arm back, ready to punch some more.

“Oh please, like some teenagers can beat us!” A wilder goon chuckled, rolling his eyes.

“Well yeah, actually.” Jupiter said, somewhat snarky.

Before the goon could say anything, his head was grabbed by stripez and slammed into the brick wall repeatedly while croak jumped off the building roof and slit two of them in the throat.

“Little unfair to have ten against one, don’t you think?” Stripez asked, dropping the bloody unconscious body of the wilder.

“Let’s even the odds..” croak said, killing off another goon by stabbing him.

“I’ll take on mister needle ass!” Jupiter yelled running to fight the scorpion, who got up just in time to dodge some of her attacks, backing up in the alley way.

“And she leaves us to deal with the regular goons.” Fang said, annoyed while dodging a wilder punch then continued to strangle that same wilder. “Well, let’s hope she doesn’t nearly die this time.”

“Hey, I know I should’ve said something sooner, but we should probably check on that bat and, I don’t know, get her out of here!” Croak yelled, blocking a goons attacks.

Stripez threw a wilder off of him and ran to the pink bat, who laid on its side in pain.

“Hey, you okay?” He asked, helping it up.

“Yes, in fact I barely feel the pain.” it answered sarcastically, wincing with how sore it was.

“Right, dumb question. Sorry.”

He picked it up and threw it over his shoulder, running to the van.

Coyo came in with his gun and start shooting the ever living shit out of the goon croak was about to kill.

“What the shit, dad? I had it!” Croak shouted, stabbing another one that tried to sneak up on her.

“What? I’m just helping!” He shouted, shooting the one Fang just strangled to death.

“Hey! He’s already dead, dude!” Fang yelled, picked up the body to show him.

“Doesn’t hurt to double check! Besides, I still got some extra ammo.” He said, lifting his gun and pointing at it. “Wait. Where’s Jupi?”

“Fighting Scorpius.” Croak said, placing the bodies in a pile.

“On her own!?”

“Yep.”

Coyo groaned in disappointment. This wasn’t the first time she took on someone by herself, but in the end, she always got hurt.

“I swear to god she never fucking-“ Coyo inhaled and exhaled, calming himself down. “Where are they?”

With Jupiter, she was about out of breath, dodging scorpius’ sting attempts. Despite being able to dodge the tail, however, could not block the punches in time.

She tried attacking him, but the moment she swung her arm at him, he grabbed it, pulled her towards him, and punched her stomach, his claw nearly stabbing her.

She screamed with the sharp pain in her stomach, falling to her side and covering it with her arms. It didn’t feel like a stab wound, but it definitely hurt like hell.

“You really thought you could take me on your own?” He said, wrapping his tail around her neck while she yelped as she grabbed his tail, trying to force it off of her.

“How pathetic! You’re not as strong as you think you are, bunny rabbit..”

“You.. stupid.. insect..” she barely got out as the tail started to grip tighter, making her struggle more.

“Save your breath, Cotten tail. You’re not gonna make this one out alive..”

As the grip got stronger, she struggle to say anything, feeling her conscious slipping away.

“Goodnight, little rabbit-“ he, once again, got interrupted. This time by a gunshot.

“Oi! Back the fuck off!”

Scorpius let go of her and ran away as he gasped for air, coughing. Coyo ran to her aid and placed his hand on her shoulder.

“Jupi! You good?” He asked, concerned.

“Well, I’m alive.” She responded, catching her breath.

“Good. Now, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WHERE YOU THINKING!?” He yelled, almost startled her. “You could’ve gotten yourself killed! How many times are you gonna do this!?”

“Dad, chill out.” Fang walked up to the two. “Stripez has the bat in the van.. we should go.”

“But scorpius got-“

“Jupiter, scorpius isn’t important right now, we can deal with him later. Right now, someone’s life is on the line.”

“You also got a bit of a problem there..” Coyo pointed at a gash on her stomach.

“Ah shit, I didn’t notice that before.”

Coyo let her grab onto his shoulder and lifted her up from the ground, she limped as she leaned onto his shoulder, trying to maintain balance.

“Did Stripez get why the wilders attacked them?” He asked while making sure she could get around a bit.

“Nope, they went unconscious before he could ask anything.” Fang answered, placing his fists on his hips.

“Damn. They’re alive, right?”

“Yep, just needs some rest and a bunch of bandages.”