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[vampirecorleone]

"Ancient folk saying: 'You can catch the Devil, but you can't hold him long.' Ask Brother Jerome. Ask David Ellington. They know, and they'll go on knowing to the end of their days and beyond - in the Twilight Zone." Every Twilight Zone Episode: S2EP05: The Howling Man

[mandymorisdraigynss]

Hey Staticqueen nation. Do we exist cause I don't actually know. Do we enjoy convoluted relationship drama with many ships wink. Do we desire a short comic. Say yes because I'm halfway through drawing one right now (estimated finish time SOON) and the scenario's been driving me absolutely insane.

PART 1 / THE INTROUCTION / THE ANNOUNCEMENT IS OUT!!!!!!!!!

More info below the cut - please take a look if you're interested!!

The basic concept is that Vox got Lilith to come back (nobody knows how he did it) and they have officially teamed up!! oh and gotten engaged. Is it true love??? Is it just a deal??? Who knows 🤔 All anyone knows for sure is that they are damn near UNSTOPABLE together.

I have a lot of ideas for this AU buuut idk how much I'm gonna make for it yet. The comic im working on right now is set during the rally, aka almost right after Vox Populi. It's Lililth's first public appearance in 7 (is it 8 now?) years and the engagement gets announced to all of hell. Oh and Alastor didn't get captured in this AU so he's in the audience with Charlie (angels didn't show) and Lucifer (just got humiliated) and uh... all three take this new info extremely well!/j

I'm making this post for two reasons: 1, because i wanted to yap about it and 2, I wanted to see how many people would be interested in this AU!! I'm just tryna get it out into the community a bit before I actually post it, cause although I'm really interested in the AU, I lwk live off validation so if it does really badly I prolly won't make more for it, and if it does well, I'll likely make more!

So, please interact with this post somehow if you are interested! I hope you like the short comic when I post it!

If you're still here btw here's the other ships floating around the au: Radiostatic, Radioapple, Staticapple, Applemedia, Lucilith, Staticmoth, qpr Polyvees (Vel), and if you wanna be REAL deviously dubious we even got Staticbelle. So whaddya say?

Nobody but Vox (and occasionally Lilith) is happy here. For now. Take that how you will.

[aoiro03]

same energy

[vampboyrock]

[scarefox]

Do you think Babe getting so easily provoked by Willy is an alpha vs alpha thing? Easy to forget but this is still omegaverse and they both are still alphas regardless of Babes sexual preferences.

Or is it a Babe temper thing? I mean his urge to beat Willy in everything, alone without help, instead of just ignoring him or telling the others about this little shit.

(This doesn't mean the SA is Babes own fault. That should not even be a question. SA is ALWAYS the wrongdoing of the one who's doing it....)

I just wonder how Willy manages to get under Babes skin like that. He's basically baiting him absolutely knowing it will piss Babe off or confuse him. And I am pretty sure his goal is not to fuck Babe (he probably would tho), but to make it at least look like they have something going on in front of Charlie. This is solely to break them up. Because Tony knows that's what hurts Babe (and Charlie) the most. (If Willy actually likes Babe should be out of question as well because he obviously works for Tony and is just here to hurt everyone. He doesn't even care about the race. He even looked disgusted after he had a "nice" conversation with Babe. This is all just an act.)

[oocboueibulove]

@th3-cr4zy-v4r1g0-sh1pp3r (Sorry I GOT DISTRACTED)

[electric-company-gifs]

"There are no tiny lady ninjas in Little Women."

[shehungthemoon]

Watched just one episode of MacGyver for the first time in years last night.... and then felt quite literally like I got possessed by the spirit of Halloween or what-the-hell-ever because next thing I knew I was pulling an all-nighter, and eventually coming out of a magical macjack haze with this monster and more words written in a handful of hours than I've published in the entire rest of the year put together.

I really can't tell you what happened. I'm still coming to terms with it. But I miss these boys so much, I refuse to complain.

Anyway. If you want a little tenderness, some banter, a nice helping of H/C wound tending, and of course a bit of a seasonally appropriate spookiness (just a bit, I swear, you'll be safe), maybe come give this baby a try. And did I mention there's nonconsensual pet-names?

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Snippet to tantalize you 🔮🔮🔮: "See, because, sometimes, in moments like this, their carefully constructed walls have been known to crumble. Their solid painted lines would blur, the snarking and teasing and fighting would leave, vacating like stale air through an opened window, and the world would narrow down to just Mac-and-Jack again. Sometimes, in these moments, their hands would linger, and that quiet steady Sandbox codependence would return, and Jack would look at him with smile-lines wrapped warmly around his brown eyes and call him something crazy like darlin'."

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Between the flight and the time difference, it was only a little past noon by the time the team finally touched down back in California. Matty seemed tired enough too, so it was still pretty early in the afternoon by the time she let them out of debrief.

"Lunch?" Riley asked the group as they were all shuffling their way out of HQ. "Stave off the jetlag for a little longer?"

"I'm in," Bozer nodded enthusiastically. "I could go for a nice steaming slice right about now. Plane food is still terrible, even when it's funded by shadow organizations."

Cage exhaled. "Yeah. Some food and some sunshine sounds nice right about now."

Riley turned to him and Jack. "Guys?"

Personally, Mac just wanted to sleep, jetlag be damned. One quick look at the circles under Jack's eyes told him the other man was thinking about the same thing.

"Nah, we're gonna head back," he said, stuffing his hands in just jacket pockets. "You guys go on ahead." Jack didn't say anything from next to him, in opposition or otherwise.

The three of them left with a quick flurry of nods and shoulder pats, Jack remaining uncharacteristically silent and only bothering to give a few weak smiles and a half hug to Riley.

Once the others turned the corner round the building toward where Cage had parked her ride the day before, Mac turned to Jack.

"You good?" He asked quietly.

"'Course," Jack nodded. He grinned at him crookedly. "Don't even think a single G.I. Joe spook followed me home, so one might even say I'm golden."

Mac huffed in exasperation, reluctantly amused. "I think a nice, old fashioned haunting would do you a load of good," he said, nudging Jack's shoulder with his own. "Might make your personality more bearable."

Jack grimaced, just for half a second, before shooting a wry grin his way. Mac knew him too well not to notice it. He tried to hide his frown behind a return smile and chose not to say anything.

"Mine?" Mac asked.

Jack closed his eyes and let out a shaky breath. "Yeah, Hoss. Sounds good."

Without another word, or even meeting Mac's eye, he turned and headed toward the parking lot.

Mac frowned and stared after him.

"Come on, man," Jack called over his shoulder, once he was a good distance away and finally realized Mac still hadn't made the move to follow him. "I know my backside looks devine, but it really ain't even my good side."

Well, that got his mind focusing on other things, at least. Mac flushed, cursed himself for flushing, and then quickly made to catch up.

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