Jan 25, 2025
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Season 11's ending threw my heart out of a window after scraping the shattered pieces of it out of my chest
(Ignore any offtimed clips or lag IGNORE THEM)
Well. Shit.
could u pretty pretty please with a cherry on top post a doyle design...
well... since u asked so nicely..... (thank u for this request thank you thank you)
old man. he makes me a little sad :c but hey at least hes got a little mustache snout! that makes it all better
(all my designs r f2u w credit!)
Doyle Day
Vanessa Kimball, leader of the remaining citizens of Chorus, stands on a platform on the edge of the habitable area of Armonia’s remains. In front of her, on the other side of a podium, stands those remaining citizens- the former soldiers of both the Federal Army of Chorus and the New Republic, as well as some new arrivals. Behind her sit her advisors- the Red and Blue soldiers, Carolina, and Washington. Behind them, behind the platform, stands a single building, painstakingly repaired and restored. The front of the building is covered by a large cloth. She takes a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh as she steps toward the podium and it’s microphone.
“Thank you all for coming today. I know it’s not easy for any of us to be here. For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Vanessa Kimball, former General of the New Republic and, now, the elected leader of the United Federal Republic of Chorus.” she begins, pausing for a moment and taking another deep breath to steady her nerves before continuing.
“Today marks the One Year anniversary of General Donald Doyle’s sacrifice and the destruction of Armonia to take out the forces of our enemy, Malcom Hargrove. It also marks the anniversary of end of hostilities between the Federal Army and the New Republic. Peace had been brokered before then, but it was a shaky peace until the moment that General Doyle gave his life to save us all. He understood, better than I did, that to survive, we just stand together as one.”
The crowed before her murmurs slightly, nodding in agreement.
“Today, we honor the sacrifice, not just of General Doyle, but of all of those who gave their lives to bring us to this point. Today, we begin rebuilding, retaking our city- our home. That begins here, with the dedication of this building, in their memory. This building is the first of many, the first step in the long healing process.” she continues, gesturing to the building behind her before she links her hands behind her back as Carolina and Washington stand, each moving to grasp a rope at opposite ends of the cloth.
“By the power vested in me, by you, the people of Chorus, I declare today the first national General Doyle Remembrance Day and, in honor of him and every other fallen brother and sister of Chorus, dedicate this building…” she begins, nodding once to cue the former Freelancers to pull the banner down. As they do so, and as the cloth falls to reveal the front of the building, Kimball lifts one arm to gesture to it.
“The Donald Doyle Memorial. Inscribed on the walls of the main room, behind the statue of General Doyle, are the names of every son and daughter of Chorus who fell in the fighting. Any and all donations to the memorial will go to a fund to help those of us who weren’t so lucky as the rest of us to come through the fighting as able as when they began and any of the families left behind of those who fell. Please, enjoy the memorial and look over the displays and memorials as you enjoy the rest of the day’s festivities. There will be a fireworks display later this evening.” she finishes, bowing her head briefly at the applause from the crowd before they behind filtering inside the building.
As the crowd makes their way into the building, Washington and Carolina make their way to her, the Reds and Blues also standing and gathering around her whilst a small group separates from the crowd and joins them, as well.
“That was a great speech, Kimball.” Wash says, offering the woman a smile.
“Thank you, Agent Washington. We couldn’t have done all of this without all of you helping us. You’re just as much to thank as our own soldiers are.” she answers, returning the smile.
“That is why, with the blessing of the Council, I’ve decided to name you all honorary citizens of Chorus. No matter where you go, or how long you’re gone, you all will always have a home here. That does, of course, extend to your families and fellow Agents, as well.” she says, nodding to Carolina as she’s joined by a man with a child perched on his shoulders and chuckling slightly at the expressions ranging from shocked to touched. Tucker is the first to speak, draping an arm around her shoulders.
“You just can’t bear to get rid of me, Kimball, admit it.” he teases, laughing. She rolls her eyes and slips out from under his arm, giving him a friendly shove.
“Not on your life, Captain Tucker.” she retorts to a chorus of laughter from the others. Amid the laughter and friendly jabs from the others, she thinks that maybe, just maybe, she can finally let herself begin to heal, as well... and that, in her own way, that was how she could best honor Doyle’s sacrifice. With this ragtag group, all of her friends, both old and and new, she thinks that sounds like a damn good idea.
I kinda want to write an AU where Felix actually is on the side of the New Republic but I know it'll get way too involved and I'll never finish it
Ok I am getting seriously hyped for RVB16 rn. I hope it doesn’t disappoint me. but until then, here’s a throwback to 11-13, because I love this still. I honestly have no idea which this is based on, it’s mostly original contact with a bit of redux in there.
Original from Red vs Blue
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I had @illumynare for this year’s Secret Santa (@redvsbluesecretsanta)! Happy Holidays!
I was hoping on getting this out sooner, I apologize and thank you so much for your patience!
Rating: T
Characters: Lavernius Tucker, Agent Washington, Michael J. Caboose, Dr. Grey, Grif and Simmons briefly.
Words: 3232
Warnings: Canon-typical violence/language
Summary: Tucker's read somewhere that the record for staying awake is 264 hours, almost 11 days. Whatever the record is, with coffee and sheer force of will, he's pretty sure Wash is halfway to reaching that 11-day record.The guy just won't go the fuck to sleep.
Bit of a long post here, forgive me, but does anyone else think about what would've happened if Kimball died in place of Doyle in s13?
While Doyle was the leader of the Feds for a long time, Kimball was the one everyone listened to when it came to combat and motivation. There's no way things would run smoothly without her.
What would've happened to the Rebels, who have watched their leaders die over and over again? What about Felix, who was conning Kimball all these years; would he feel guilt, even just a little?
What would happen to Tucker? The person who he looked up to, bonded with in his literal worst moments and pushed him to be better, who taught him what it meant to lead; dead for her country like all the rest of the Rebel leaders. And once again, it happened at the hands of Locus and Felix.
Just... Kimball having such dire survivor guilt that she thinks the only way to do something meaningful is to die while doing it.
