#my wifi died so i lost ALL OF THIS

[nox140497]

Jason?

BACKGROUND: The reader was Jasons best friend and partner and was kidnapped with Jason and forced to watch the Joker beat him to death.

SUMMERY: After having to watch your best friend and partner beaten to a bloody pulp by a psyco clown and blown up, not being able to do anything to save him, the reader gets thrown out a small window, only big enough for her to fit, before the explosion and then saved by Batman and returned to the batcave. She continues to work with Batman and Nightwing and helps to. train Tim to be the new Robin so that he would not end up the same way Jason did.

WARNING: The characters may be slightly ooc, and my timeline is probably really wrong, but I don't have wifi at the moment, so I can't make sure if the timeline is really rediculously long. Sory.

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I am Sparrow a.k.a Y/N L/N. I am one of Batmans allies. I used to be the partner, love interest and best friend to the second Robin a.k.a Jason Todd. However that all changed when we were kidnapped by the Joker while we were on patrol one night. He forced me to watch him beat my best friend to a bloody pulp. Batman was able to save me, because Jay threw me out a window,but Jason wasn't as lucky.

I still blame myself.

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It's been about a year since I was forced to watch Joker brutally beat my best friend and partner Jason Todd to death. In this time, Batman a.k.a Bruce Wayne has taken on another Robin by the name of Tim Drake.

At first, I was really upset about the fact that Bruce had taken on another Robin as I saw it as him replacing Jason, and I knew Jason would see it like that as well. After a while, though, I realised that Robin grounds Batman in some weird way.

I had noticed that after every Robin that he lost, Dick having quit as the first one, and Jason had.....died, that the Bat became more brutal. Having a Robin by his side made him more mellow in a way.

So I made a decision that even thogh I wasn't his partner and I now worked mostly alone much like Dick, now Nightwing, does, that I would help train the new little bird so that the chance of him ending up like Jason would be slimmer.

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We had formed a bond in the past couple months, a bond much like Dick and I had. Tim was like a brother to me, and all the bad guys in Gothem knew by now that I was very protective of my siblings, whether it be the older one or the younger one.

Anyway theres this new guy that appeared in Gothem a few months ago. He really likes annoying Batman. He's an anti hero named Red hood. He seems so fimiliar in a way but I can't figure out why. He seems so angry though, and under all that anger I can tell that he is hurting, broken in a way.

Don't ask me how I can tell, I just can.

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I was on patrol with Batman and his other birds. I was standing on a random rooftop listening to Batgirl and Nightwing bicker about something through the earpiece in my ear, I swear those two bicker like an old married couple, when I heard an almost silent thud behind me. I didn't think anything about it as the only ones who could do that so silatlntly were the Dark Knight himself and his birds.

I did, however, spin around when there was a soft but deep chuckle from behind me.

"Redhood." I breathed. I know I should have been scared, but for some reason, I felt safe in his presence.

"Hello, little birdie." He said. This guy was so rediculously familiar.

"What can I do for ya, Hoodie?" I asked calmly.

"I needed to talk to you alone." He said, his voice seeming to warm slightly and slightly nervous. I wonder why 'cause I know he isn't scared of me. I mean, seriously, this guy is at least twice my size, built like a truck and freakishly tall. He could seriously hurt me if he wanted to.

"Well then talk, you have my full attention, dear Hoodie." I said, removing the earpiece for a while and acting like I wasn't freaking out a bit.

He removed the helmet, leaving him in just a red mask that looked like the ones we birds wore.

My eyes widened and filled with tears under my mask as I recognized the face under that rmask, granted slightly older but still the same.

"J-Jason." I wispered weakly.

"Hi beautiful." He said softly.

"H-how?" My voice was weak and barely audable as I spoke to the boy I loved, the boy I thought was dead.

"Ras Al Ghul and his Lazarus pit."( SPELLING??)

I nodded weakly and stared at him for a minute. Suddenly, I lunged at him and threw my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, nuzzeling my face into his chest as he held me just as tightly.

"I missed you so much." I sobbed softly into his chest.

"I missed you too, my love." He said quietly.

We stood and chatted on that rooftop for a while, catching up, when I suddenly I heard a slight beep. I looked down at the earpiece that I had put in one of the pouches in my utility belt and put it back in my ear, and answered it.

"What's up, Blue Bird?" I asked as I knew it was Dick who wanted me.

"Bruce wanted me to let you know that Redhood has been spotted in that area of Gothem." He informed me, and I could hear the concern in his voice.

I looked at Jason with an amused smile on my face.

"Yea, no kidding." I muttered.

"What was that n/n?" Dick asked.

Nothing, I'm almost done anyway. See ya in a bit, Blue Bird." I said.

"Alright, please be careful." He said.

Jason looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" I asked softly. He just smiled at me.

"So what now?" He asked me. I looked at him and smiled.

"I don't suppose you want to go back to the Batcave to speak to Bruce, huh." I asked with a soft sigh.

"Not particularly, no." He sighed and looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Jaybird, I'm not gonna force you to do something that you don't want to do, but I really think you should at least talk to him. Talk this out with him. It might make you feel a little better if you hear his side of the story. You know how he is. He might not show it very often, but he really does care about us kids." I said, hoping that he would agree to come with me to the Cave.

"I don't know, Babe. He never really cared for me much, I mean, look how fast he replaced me." He said almost sadly.

"Don't be ridiculous, Jay. He loves you. He just doesn't show it that often. And he only replaced you because 1) Tim offered (*cough* demanded *cough*) because he saw how brutal Bruce became and 2) Batman needs a Robin for that exact reason, and besides Tim isn't your replacement and nobody thinks he is." I said.

"Fine." He sighed.

I smiled happily and pulled him along behind me as I took off towards the Batcave.

#batman #red hood #nightwing #robin #bruce wayne #dick grayson #tim drake #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x y/n

[jungk0oksthighs]

Jungkook drabble – “I couldn’t live without you.”

Ex-husband!jungkook, singleparent!jungkook | Word Count 1.3k

There’s nothing more Jungkook hates than when people ask him why you and he divorced two years ago, because truthfully he doesn’t know what to say. Your relationship was perfect, or at least it would’ve been if it wasn’t for the bickering and disagreements about how your son should be raised. Jungkook is a free spirit, the ‘fun’ parent if you will, and so you’ve always appeared to be the ‘less fun’ parent – the one that scolds and disciplines your son when he misbehaves.

Jungkook lost count of how many times he undermined you and let your son Seol get away with pretty much anything, it was never intentional of course but now he’s no longer in the situation even he can see just how much of an asshole he was to you. But despite how he acted in the past, not a single day goes by where Jungkook doesn’t regret letting you go.

A twelve year old moody Seol appears in the hallway of Jungkook’s modest apartment, holding his overnight bag. “Can I stay here tonight?”

“You can stay here any time,” Kook nods with a reassuring smile, turning back to the television, “Does mom know you’re here?”

“No.”

“Don’t you think you should tell her? I’m sure she’s already worried about you.”

Seol is just like his father, and Jungkook knows he’s the one to blame for that. He lives in the moment with little care for other’s opinion or feelings, he can be selfish and bratty and downright spoiled at the best of times. Just like him. 

Guilt floods your ex-husband’s entire being, if only he’d listened to you for all those years. If only he tried harder, poured more of himself into being a good husband and father instead of simply ‘going with the flow’ and ‘dealing with it later’. Because as you both learned, later never came – He never disciplined Seol, he barely ever backed your corner and accused you of being ‘too harsh with him’ when you tried to. When in reality you were right all along. Your son has an attitude sometimes, one so infuriating that it arguably contributed to the divorce of his parents.

“Seol, come here.” Jungkook’s voice is stern, but it doesn’t spark much of a reaction from his son.

The near-teenager audibly tuts, “Why?”

“Because I’m your father and I asked you to come here, sit with me for a minute.” Thankfully Seol doesn’t put up a fight and makes his way over, slumping down on the armchair next to the older man. “What’s going on? Why are you here and why haven’t you told your mom where you are?”

“She took my laptop off me.”

“And?” Jungkook’s eyes are wide with genuine horror, so this is the biggest problem of today’s youth?

“She caught me on my game at 3AM last night and went psycho—”

“Don’t talk about your mother like that.” Your ex-husband bites, he still respects you and everything you do for Seol far too much to ever allow someone to speak about you that way, never mind your own son, “And you shouldn’t be gaming at 3AM on a school night anyway.”

Seol groans, putting his feet up on the coffee table, “You sound just like her…”

“Put your feet down,” Kook huffs with growing agitation, “And put your coat back back on I’m taking you home.”

“What?! No all my friends are streaming tonight and mom definitely won’t give me my laptop back and the wifi here is—”

“I don’t want to hear it Seol, your mother’s word is final you know how it is. I’m with her on this one you shouldn’t be online at that ridiculous hour, plus you need to apologise to her for running off.”

“Why? You’ve never apologised to her for running off.”

Seol’s words cut him like a knife straight to his heart. Not only is that simply not true, giving that you were the one who filed for divorce, but Jungkook has apologised. Countless times. Repeatedly embarrassing himself when he drunk texts you on the weekends, confessing his love for you that never died.

“Dad…” Seol takes in his father’s silence and tight jaw, immediately regretting his words. He softens, “I didn’t mean that, I’m sorry…”

“Go wait in the car.”

When your ex-husband and son arrive at your doorstep a sea of relief washes over you, Seol didn’t come home after school which sparked your maternal panic. Thank god he’s okay. Jungkook’s hair is longer than the last time you saw him, he offers you an apologetic smile when he steps over the threshold of what used to be your shared home together, closely followed by your son.

“Where have you been?” You’re still worried, only because Seol looks uncomfortable under his father’s unusually stern gaze.

Jungkook clears his throat, nervously scratching the back of his head, “He came to my place after school, we had a chat in the car and Seol has something he needs to say to you. Isn’t that right son?”

“I’m sorry mom.” Seol nods, his voice quiet when he snakes his arms round your middle for a touching embrace, “About last night.”

“It’s okay Seol… But don’t do that to me again I was so worried about you, especially when you didn’t answer your phone.” You half scold, half relax when your hands find purchase on your son’s back. He’s okay. “Have you eaten? I haven’t started dinner yet because I was too busy stressing.”

“Can we order pizza?” He looks up at your expectantly with a cute bunny-like grin that’s the spitting image of his father’s.

You chuckle, ruffling his hair, “Don’t push your luck kid. Thanks for bringing him home Kook, I was going crazy.”

“Anytime.” Jungkook nods, his hooded eyes recalling all the features of your face, “Well I’d better get going, got a ready meal for one with my name on it back home.” He snorts, he’s never been very good at defusing tension.

“Stay for dinner?” You smile, a genuine smile, “Really it’s the least I can do after you brought him all the way back here. Besides I’m not gonna let you go home to a microwave meal when we’re ordering pizza.”

“We are?!” Seol squeezes you tighter.

“But you’re not getting your laptop back just yet.” You’re laughing, gazing at the father of your child remembering just how handsome he really is, even after all these years he’s still the most gorgeous man you’ve ever known, “Please?”

“Ah… How can I say no to that?” Kook sighs lovingly, his chest tightening with memories of your smiles and laughter together. He misses you so much. Maybe tonight has shown you that he is on your side after all. “I’ll go pick it up, where are we ordering from?”

“Don’t worry we’ll get it for delivery,” You hum, telling Seol to take his shoes off and go get changed, “BBQ chicken right?” You grimace, he always managed to get BBQ sauce everywhere when he ate pizza… Maybe this isn’t a good idea after all.

“You remember?” Jungkook slips off his shoes with a beaming grin, already feeling more at home than he should be.

“Of course I remember,” You chuckle, watching your twelve year old practically trip over himself when he runs up the stairs, “There was a time I couldn’t live without you, I’m bound to remember these things.”

Kook smiles, watching the way you throw your hair over your shoulder when you scroll the food app on your phone. You’re so beautiful, and one way or another, even if it’s the last thing he does – he’s going to win you back.

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AN: i know this is probably not what u had in mind but once i started typing i couldnt stop. i hope this is okay, thank u for requesting :) 

#jungkook #jungkook drabble #jungk0oksthighs drabble game #jungkook oneshot #jungkook ff #jungkook fic #jungkook single dad au #jungkook ex husband au #ex!jungkook #dad!jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook x yn #jungkook scenario #jungkook reaction #jungkook imagine #jungkook husband au

[ideas-4-stories]

NOOOOOOOO I LOST THE AU I WROTE FOR YOU 😭😭😭 I LITERALLY SENT IT AND TUMBLR SAID "NETWORK ERROR". L FOR THE WIFI. L. Not cool I'm literally crying I thought that AU was genius. It was a Teacher!Buggy AU with Crocomom and Dadhawk. + Shanks co-parenting Luffy with Crocodile. That note was so long I literally spent like 45 mins writing it here on your ask and it was just. Gone. Or I think it did. Why does life hate me. I'm just gonna be brief with this cuz I still think it's golden lmao. Croco and Mihawk work long hours so their kids (Luffy, Zoro, Perona) have to wait for a few hours until they're picked up by their parents. The school doesn't have school buses bc I said so (no I am not cruel it's just out of my budget /j). So Buggy takes the responsibility to keep them comfortable and entertained while they wait. Croco and Mihawk meeting this charming (and clown looking) blue-haired guy and they start courting him. Shanks gets dragged in on the courting bc of Luffy. Also he was already courting Buggy. I didn't write their process of courting I basically skipped and went,, their wedding will take part in a Goth castle. And the design are all sunshine and rainbows (literally). Sanji, Usopp, Nami, Vivi, Zoro and Luffy being in a class along with other kids. Franky, Robin, Jinbei and Brook are in higher classes. Chopper is atom. Not here in the world yet. Perona is like, 2-3yrs older than her brothers so. Yeah *awkwardly shuffles* (I love perona I swear-). Implied Zosan. Some rando: but you didn't imply shi— Me: Shhh I did. *gaslighting*. Law is also there in the classroom with lower grade strawhats. He's suffering. He only attends 3 days a week tho, he's mostly homeschooled bc of his sickness. He's homeschooled by Cora. (You can pry Law and Cora from my cold dead hands. You can separate them when I dissolve into ashes). Don't worry as he gets older his sickness is cured. Ofc he's cured by Cora. He's saved by Cora in every universe. In every AU. Every Era. Every life they will ever live. I will die on that hill– *applies the nobody dies/everyone lives tag on this AU* let my babies be happy pls. Let my man Cora live and travel the world with this emo boy (Law). Doffy isn't real, he can't hurt anyone. Ace is there. Sabo is there. Every One Piece character is out there somewhere. They're like hidden stones and you have 0.02% of finding them. I thought I was just making a Teacher!Buggy AU but then it turns into a Modern!AU for everyone. Let's gooooo. Sora divorces with Judge and remarry with Zeff so now Sanji lives with all his brothers and his sister. They get separate classrooms tho, and reiju is perona's age so she's besties with her. (I do not play by canon's rules with ages bc i live in my own world) They both tease their brothers (Sanji and Zoro) about their crushes on each other. The heart crew is there. Bepo is a dog, a very fluffy one. Kuina is alive. Kaya is there, same classroom with Usopp. I have no idea how to continue this lmao, but I do hope you find this interesting bc Buggy is 100% great with kids and probably teaches well bc he is a big nerd and makes lessons interesting. (Also, the whole reason why I wrote this instead of letting the idea slip through my mind like the others is bc the image of two goth men courting a clown looking mf was funny to me. So here we are lmao. The way I wrote this makes Shanks look like he's the person they let into their open relationship twice lol I'm so sorry 😭😭)

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

That's really sad, I really like this idea (though I see Shanks and Buggy more as siblings, but I understand the idea of Shuggy) It's fine that this became about so many people, I really like this.

Teacher!Buggy sounds so cool, you know that he's the flashiest and maybe one of the craziness of the things he'll do to get his students good things that will boost their learning. He knows that every kid might not have the same learning paths as others.

How many classes does this man teach? Who knows, too many for how much he gets paid. All teachers needs to get paid more.

I would think Jinbei and Brook being other fun teachers in the school, like Tom could be as well!

I really like this idea, and the imagine of two gothic men trying to court a clown-looking mf is really funny to me as well.

#one piece #crocodile x buggy x mihawk #buggy the clown #sir crocodile #monkey d. luffy #dracule mihawk #roronoa zoro #perona #kuina #god ussop #kaya #black leg sanji #vinsmoke siblings #vinsmoke sora #trafalgar d. water law #rosinante corazon #cat burglar nami #vivi #too many characters #ideas~4~stories says #ask

[meowmeowriley]

Hi costume anon here!

How dare you so accurately call out my daddy issues and socially awkward arse 😖 (/j)! I would make a terrible Fire Lord but it’s good to know all those years of projection paid off, though now I’m head canoning Zuko as autistic (what have you done to me is this revenge?)

I personally want a Bloodborne tattoo oneday ngl though the outsiders mark is cool as fuck

I love your brain you have changed my view on the logistics (?) of how it would all go down!

Just imagine Ghost returning to systematically tear apart and destroy Dunwall like it was the Zaragoza cartel after he escapes to Karnaca and his family ended up paying the price for his “Treason”.

He becomes “the Outsiders Ghost” fully devoted to and for him people start whispering about what happened in Dunwall about how a dead man got revenge and how Rats and whale song swallowed an entire nation. Never anger the Outsiders lest his Ghost starts haunting you. (I love Spooky shit.)

Oh no! I made my friend rewatch DP That’s rough buddy (I regret nothing)

Speaking of DP, Gaz is a walking wifi modem and Soap is a portable power bank for his devices 😂 they stick to Ghost like glue on hot days you can not change my mind. The 141 would have the most terrifying reputation even though they’re all idiots.

Soap %100 has caused a black out and Gaz “accidentally” locked a general he didn’t like out of his house after he made Laswell and price mad.

Do you think Ghost would have to deal with the actual ghosts of soldiers would Soap and Gaz pick up on them too?

I can’t remember who said it but they head canoned Soap as lightning and ghost as rain and it changed something in my brain chemistry, good apart awe inspiring together (They were so right) and now I can’t get Sparky boom boom man out of my head I may need to rewatch atla.

Have a great day while I go off and try to regain my lost honour!

Hiiiiii Costume Anon! Thank you for gracing us with your presence!

Autistic!Zuko headcanon drop when friend? I wanna hear all his lil quirks and habits.

Thinking of FromSoft games, I've been thinking about an Ellen Ring AU. Idk if people would want it, but I just keep thinking about it. Ghost as the Tarnished, Soap as Ranni, Gaz as Melina. And it'd loosely follow my own playthrough of the games. Outside of Elden Ring, Bloodborn is my favorite of their games. It's so gooooodddd.

Even long after a believable lifespan has passed, rumors of The Outsider's Ghost doing his bidding circulate. Some believe it's an actual Ghost, others say he's The Outsider's lover that was granted eternity to be by his side. Either way, The Outsider and his Ghost are only mentioned in hushed whispers for fear of invoking their wrath.

DP AU, the 141 has a reputation for shit going sideways for their enemies before they're even on the base. Terrorists start resorting to defenses that don't rely on power or the internet because they see how effectively the 141 shuts that shit down. It doesn't help, their guerilla tactics don't effect Ghost. The team absolutely deals with the ghosts of fallen soldiers, but not as often as you'd think. They tend to stay where they died, or cross over, or go back to their families. Some though, will use their newfound deadness to be menaces, and those are the ones our boys deal with. Think Skulker or the Box Ghost, those types of problematic guys.

Duuuuude Sparky Boom Boom Man had such a cool bending ability. Personally I'd want to be a water bender, but fire bending is still the coolest form.

Good luck with your honor my (non gendered) Prince! Thanks again for humoring me 😁

#ghostsoap #soapghost #ghoap #cod mw2 #fanfic #call of duty #text post #ask #simon ghost riley #ask answered #john soap mactavish #danny phantom au #atla #elden ring au #dishonored au #costume anon

[xxwhiskeyxx]

Love Trope February! Marriage for Convinance: Aether x Reader

Basically Aether has wanted kits since he was young, he’s known he has wanted to be a father and mate ever since he had helped his mother with his younger siblings. So when his friend (Y/N) confessed they had a similar dream. They both were good friends for many years, even back in the Pit, (Y/N) was Multi that happened to have a strong Quintessence affinity, along with Water and Earth, and they had both had slight feelings for one another, but didn’t know how to tell the other. Now while the proposal Aether had come up with was slightly for his benefit, he also figured it was a way both of them could live happily

Hailo, sorry for the late update! I was invited over to a friend's apartment who I haven't seen in a few months and while I worked on it a little, my phone died and so I lost my hot spot (she don't got the wifi) plus I had 2 English assignments due today as well

Anyways, I know this one is a little weird for the trope, I had the idea of Copia or Terzo getting with Reader as their Prime Mover to get Seestor off their ass but I've seen that done a lot and I was in a Big Boy mood, I also realized I didn't have many Aether stories anyone and only 1 Aether x Reader as of yet. So here we are

I'm sorry it's so short, I tried to make it longer but it felt like too much.

Aether and (Y/N) were sitting in (Y/N)’s room, talking about anything and everything, but the topic had soon turned to kits and mating. Aether has also wanted kits since he was a young adolescent himself, he’s known he has wanted to be a father and have a mate ever since he had started helping his mother with his younger siblings. He loved doting on the little ones, and he had dreamed of having kits of his owns the moment his little sister was handed to him minutes after being born. The soft, downy fur and hair; the little claws, tail, and pointed ears; the way they solely communicated with speaks, merps, chitters, trills, and other associated ghoulish noises until they grew big enough to be taught to talk. Aether loved it all. Even with the hardships his mother had gone through with her later pregnancies and the difficulties that always came with raising kits, he wanted it.

“Yeah, I used to take care of my little cousins and siblings all the time, they really made me realize how hard it will be, but I truly do wanna have some little shits of my own one day. too” (Y/N) says, fiddling with their tail absent-mindedly. The Quintessence ghoul had just finished his own speel of how he wanted his own kits, and his Multi friend had added on, it was no secret the pair had feelings for each other except for the other. So when (Y/N) had admitted to wanting kits of their own, it set forth a plan in his mind that was slightly for his benefit, he also figured it was a way both of them could live happily.

“Hey, I just thought of something, and feel free to call me a perv or a weirdo, but hear me out.” Aether asks nervously, (Y/N) turns to look at him, “I could never think of you as a perv, dumbass. What is it?” they ask with a short laugh. Taking a breath, “So we both know we want to be parents, and being mated obviously helps when it comes to the pregnancy,” he says, the mating bond makes it so they can feel each other’s pain and detect each other’s emotions better than not, “We don’t have to renew it after the birth, but what if we have a kit together…” he says, tail wrapped tightly around his wrist as his anxiety picks up, the Multi ghoul is staring at him with a shocked look on their face, “but he..hey, it’s one way to have kits and feel free to tell me to fuck off. I care about you and i..it’s not like we haven’t done stuff before.” Aether finishes, shutting his eyes tightly as he anticipates the inevitable rejection.

The Multi stares at him for a minute, “Sure, that seems like a solid plan.” they say. Aether’s eyes fly open and gape at them; he had expected them to call them a dumbass and perv at least or smack him and cuss him out at worst, “Re..really?!” he asks, a dopey grin erupting onto his face as he grabs their hands tightly in his excitedly, returning the smile, “Yeah, I mean I know you’d be a great dad, and I mean we both benefit. Plus you’re right, it’s not like we haven’t fucked before and my heat is supposed to start soon.” they say with a teasing flick of their tail. “Well then, let’s get started.” Aether says with an aroused smirk on his face.

(Y/N) grins as they crawl onto his lap and straddle those thick thighs, wrapping their arms around his neck, pressing a teasing kiss to the larger ghoul's lips as they grind down slightly, “I’d like that Starlight,” they whisper against his lips, “Put a kit in my belly.. Aether growls as his hands come up to grip their hips, “Fuck, you don’t know what you do to me, don’t you, my star shine.” he mumbles, biting down on their lip, eliciting a gasp and giving him the opportunity to shove his forked tongue into their mouth, tongues battling for dominance as hands explore each other, (Y/N) unbuttoning Aether’s shirt as he tugs their shirt over their head, briefly separating before meeting again. Soon breaking away from the kiss, (Y/N) begins to kiss down the other ghoul’s neck, nipping and sucking to leave light marks as they grind down harder on the now large tent in his pants.

Aether lets out a groan as he leans his head back, allowing them more access to his throat, trailing his claws up their sides before gripping their chest through their bra, quickly undoing the clasp and tossing it across the room. (Y/N) whines as they bite down slightly harder when Aether suddenly pinches a nipple, rolling the nub in his fingers, “Such a pretty noise, as nice as this is, I think I want to move things along a little more.” Aether teases as he flips them so (Y/N) is now on their back with the Quintessence ghoul hovering above them.

Pressing kisses down their belly as he makes his way to his target, sucking a hickie just above their pants, Aether yanks down the offending material along with their panties before tossing them in the same direction as their bra. He takes a moment to admire the Multi’s soft skin, running his claws up their thighs as he gazes at them. With a smirk, he trails a finger up their slit, gathering the wetness that has already collected there, “Oh sweet thing, already so wet for me. It’s like you’re body is craving for me to shove my knot inside you and fill you with my kits~” he purrs, (Y/N) whimpers at the filthy words, hips bucking slightly in desperation, “Pl..please Aeth, need you!” they whine out, not able to ever say no to the sweet Multi, he dives in between their thighs.

Licking and slurping, he eats them out like he had been starved for days, tongue fucking them as he stares up at their face as melt from the immense pleasure the ghoul’s talented tongue brings them. Their fingers had twisted into his hair, along with moans of his name and “my, perfect, sweet boy, such a good boy” make the Quintessence ghoul groan, eyes rolling back slightly at the praise and the taste of their slick, Aether decides to focus more on the sensitive nub as he slips two fingers into their dripping hole, stretching and fingering them open, earning a keen from the Multi above him, their fingers tugging at his hair even more now.

“Fu..fuck, Gonna cum if you keep going like that, Starlight.” (Y/N) warns, hips bucking up slightly as the knot gets tighter in their belly. This information just spurs Aether into sucking their clit into his mouth and twirling his tongue around it, crooking his fingers up and dragging them along their g-spot. (Y/N)’s back arcs as they cum with a loud moan, hips going crazy as Aether keeps going, holding them down with his unoccupied arm as best he can as he adds a third finger in and continues his ministrations with his mouth, “T..too much, too much!” they cry, tears falling from their eyes as the other ghoul continues to overstimulate their body.

Aether decides to relent just as he feels them clench down harder on his fingers, trailing kisses up their trembling, slick thighs. (Y/N) whines, weakly tugging him up by their grip on his hair to meet him in a filthy kiss, moaning at the taste of themselves on his tongue. Their fingers expertly unbuckled his belt and undone the button on his pants as their tongues swirl around each other, pulling back for a moment and brushing their nose against the males, “Get that fucking knot in me, Big Boy, gimme your fucking kits.” they growl. This snaps the last bit of control Aether had been desperately clinging to, he practically rips his pants off before grabbing their legs and slipping them over his shoulders and lining up with their hole, pressing his entire length in with one fluid thrust. (Y/N) mewls at the sudden stretch, Aether may not be the longest of the ghouls, but he is the thickest, his girth stretching their pussy wide as he sinks into them.

Pressing their mouths together once more as he struggles to let them adjust, though it is more so just panting into each other than a kiss, “Mo..move, I’m good.” (Y/N) mumbles, arms coming up to drape around the ghoul’s broad shoulders. With a shuttering breath, Aether slowly draws out of their tight heat before snapping his hips back, setting a steady rhythm of powerful, quick thrusts. Each slam into their hole leaves both of them breathless, (Y/N) swears they can feel him pressed against their cervix as he folds them in half into a mating press. Aether snarls and buries his face into the crook of their neck, leaving a trail of hickies and love bites as he rails them into the mattress. Angling his hips slightly, (Y/N) lets out a loud scream as Aether is now slamming directly into their g-spot, they can feel the knot in their belly tightening, as well as his swelling knot pressing against their already stretched hole.

“Un..unholy fuck, yo..you feel so fucking good, Starlight, gonna mark you as you cum on my cock, feel you getting close, gonna make you cum on my knot and fill you up with my litter. Pump you so full there’s no way you don’t fucking catch.” Aether snarls, pace slowing slightly as his own end is hurtling towards him, but his thrusts are no less powerful as he moans into their neck, the way their clenching around him will be his downfall. “Cu..cum in me baby, make me cum on that fat knot, mark me as you’re own. Please, my Moon, I wanna be yours, please make me yours!, I love you so mu..much” (Y/N) cries, claws raking down the other ghoul’s back.

Impatiently, Aether slips a hand in between them and with a few quick circles to their clit, (Y/N)’s eyes roll back as they cum, clenching down hard as there is a gush of their hot cum onto the Quintessence ghoul's pistoning cock. This sends Aether falling off the edge after them, it takes a few thrusts but his large knot pops past their rim with a slick pop, cumming deep inside the Multi with a loud cry of their name, sinking his fangs into their throat in a mating claim. The overwhelming of the knot and the claim make (Y/N) cum once more, body twitching frantically around the intrusive knot inside them, earning a whimper from Aether as they sink their own fangs into him for their own bite.

Breathing hard, the two take a few moments to release their fangs, lapping at the pooling blood of their mate as they begin to calm from the frenzy they had just been in slowly. “I..sorry if that hurt, love, I can grab the first aid kit in a few.” Aether mumbles as he slumps atop them. (Y/N) groans, “You’re okay sweet boy, just please, can you put my legs down and roll over? You’re kinda crushing me.” they chuckle weakly. This catches the sleepy ghoul's attention, “Oh, sorry.” he says, gently slipping their legs off his shoulders as he rolls them to the side, cradling them to him, all while trying not to jostle them or pull at where they're locked together too much. With a few pained hisses and whimpers, they’re now cuddled together, (Y/N)’s face pressed into Aether’s chest as he buries his nose in their hair, both inhaling the intoxicating scent of the other.

“Hey..(Y/N)..?” Aether mumbles, they were absent-mindedly drawing shapes on the skin of his chest, he earns a sleepy hum of acknowledgment, “You..said you loved me…did you mean that?” he asks hesitantly. He feels them freeze, “I…you heard that, huh?” they joke, flustered, before they sigh, “Yeah…I did…I’ve kinda loved you for…I don’t know, forever ago?” they say, leaning back as far as they can due to the pair still being tied together and running their claws through their hair, an anxious quirk of theirs. The confession makes Aether smiles; leaning forward, he presses his lips to theirs, earning a squeak from the smaller ghoul, “Good, because I love you too, my Starlight, since we met down in the Pit all those years ago.” he says, purple eyes twinkling with unspoken affection and love.

(Y/N) stares back at him for a moment before their signature smile erupts back on their face, smashing their lips together in a kiss that feels like it lasts forever. Eventually, the knot deflates, and Aether helps them into their bathroom, cleaning the cum from their thighs before pushing the leaking fluid back into their cunt, “Can’t let this escape if we wanna go through with our plan.” he purrs, pressing a kiss to their shoulder. “Round 2 in the shower?” (Y/N) teases, tail trailing up their mate's thigh, the predatory grin that Aether gives them answers their question.

Epilogue

The new mates basically fuck like rabbits for days, all through (Y/N)’s heat and a little after when suddenly they begin to feel sick. Going to the infirmary at the request of a worried Aether, the mates learn that they were expecting a litter of kits, with 3 little specs on the screen. The pair excitedly go through the rest of the appointment as fast as possible before booking it back to the den, “What’s gotten into you two, besides each other?” Swiss cackles, earning a smack to the head from Mountain, “Be nice” his mate growls at him before turning to the mates, “How did the appointment go?” the Earth ghoul asks, ignoring the now pouting Swiss that crawls into his lap. (Y/N) looks at the Quintessence ghoul, “Should I tell them or you?” they ask, Aether smiles, “Together?” he suggests.

By now, all of the ghouls in the common room have their attention focused on the pair, taking a deep breath, “We’re gonna have kits!” they say together, (Y/N) placing a hand on their abdomen. There is a moment of silence before the den erupts into whoops and screams of excitement, the ghoulettes damn near shove Aether out of the way as they fuss over (Y/N), who giggles and relishes in the attention from their favorite girls. “Oh my Satan, how many!” Cumulus squeals, gently pressing her hands onto (Y/N)’s belly and smiling at her friend. “The doctor said 3 in the ultrasound we did!” (Y/N) says excitedly. Aether is getting slaps on the back from Sodo and Mountain while Swiss and Rain jokingly glare him down and threaten to make him eat his dick if he ever hurts their Multi friend, the other Multi and Water ghouls being quite close to his mate. He agrees with a sheepish smile before arms wrap around his waist from behind, “I guess our kits are definitely going to be spoiled by a huge pack.” (Y/N) teases, pressing a kiss to the larger ghoul’s back. Placing his hands atop theirs, Aether erupts into a loud purr, “Yeah, yeah, they are.”

#aether x reader #nameless ghoul x reader #ghost band x reader #ghost bc x reader #aether ghoul #love trope febraury #marriage for convinance #please help me be more responsible #whiskey's burbling barrel

[amphitriteswife]

🎮Gamer Poseidon headcannons 🎮

Slight 🦈x🔱

Used the old gen type. And i mean old old. As in Tetris. But beel came over once and he saw the new type of games.

Played all the final fantasy games. Including spin offs and cross overs.

‘ ‘Eat sleep game repeat.’

Would never admit it but likes animal crossing.

He is a try hard and would break his pc if he lost in league of legends.

Has discord kittens.

Chat went crazy one time because it was summertime and he tore off his shirt because he went sicko mode after he died because of a baby zombie.

Plays Minecraft but only survival mode.

Wears a headset with blue kitten ears.

Argues with Amphitrite because he doesn’t know how to fix his wifi in his goofy ass castle so Amphitrite does it for him. ( she makes it worse to piss him off)

He cried after he couldn’t find the legend of Zelda tears of the kingdom. He went to 4 different shops everyday and it was all sold out ( happend to me) ( also Amphitrite pre-ordered it for him)

Surprisingly doesn’t buy a lot of merch. He only has a shelf with his games on it with maybe some limited editions.

Likes the game hall. Plays every game except those rhythm dancing games.

He one time acted like he was filming zeus in a meeting but he was just playing subway surfers.

Pays for mobile games.

‘ people who play fortine aren’t real gamers.’

Has his own youtube channel ( and onlyfans)

Plays mostly multiplayer games online.

Hades foot fetish confirmed

Love yall my lil pookies 🥰

Thank you for reading this!

@lady-pani-dabaddie @posei-dont-mina @monstertreden @followers @viostar2095 @lotusmybeloved

#kitten…you’re gonna make daddy angy😡 #snv poseidon #ror poseidon #record of ragnorak #shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv amphitrite #ror amphitrite #coems🤑 #abibaz

[bad4amficideas]

Imagine you're playing your DC Online so calmly on the device of your choice and you get a cramp from it and weird but swear you're going blind for a moment.

At the moment everything is GamesRules!Reader x DC

Except you go with the above merits... Wait wait wait, is it with your previous merits not a reboot or something??? Urgent clarification please. You can't go through choosing your starter (specialization) again

And you were proud yourself on the title "Outlaw" which is only given to players who do enough good and bad and civil and neutral enough not to earn "(Super)hero" or "(Super) )villain" which is more difficult than it seems.

On the other hand, you are thankful that you did not participate in the "Joker Gangz Member" event, like, everyone who has played for more than a year has at least one Lantern Corps title of their choice, and sure you have a few suspicious titles in the glove box (though to be fair "Harley Quinn Appearing Patient" is not that bad of a title) but that one and Outlaw could cost you the neck now.

Anyway, everything is better than Market Thief, Sewer Rat, Bootlicker of the Rich, Contributor to Capitalism, Little Civilian's Helper and all those initial titles they gave you in your first missions

Wait, why the affection meter of Good, Bad, Civil and Neutral, are they now all divided into branches and more branches. Oh my god, do you have to be More careful to be liked by everyone??? (Your title 🥲)

Oh my god, and your top batmanesque equipment, your rewards (you just got the weird ultra difficult full pack of cheat the death 1 use tools -only one set per player- and the title "Member of the Council of Inmortals": lazarus pit bath, joker never dies, batman is death, there is one (1) kyptonite for everything, white lantern of life, death deities are nice, a wizard dit it, and; flash rewind for your convenience), your connections *cries a river*

oh. you will never get lost. that is a cool function. and wifi everywhere!!!! and it's like, it's always a bit visible a few meters around you. that's useful. Change of clothes and automatic washing and bandaging where you have been all my life....

Did you see for a moment.. those where the symbols of SIMS care necessities??? Someone, remove that immediately or you'll start talking giglerish.

... now you remember when you had to get the hate of all of Atlantis to get the "good" side of the LoA, damnit "Auntie Sea -and surrogated family- wanna kill me" that was a weird title. Remember you when read "Sky is literally my Daddy" (in Diana and Cassie) and "Mommy Nature favourite" (Swamp Thing and sometimes Poison Ivy) though. Maybe the sea dont try kill you will be nice, shame you can have everything.

Oh, look, be in your house counts as HP recovery!!! although apparently you have to update the house every so often or you'll start to lose HP... how unpleasant and not at all threatening that sounds.

Let's give a minute of silence to bless the child reader who started the tutorial in easy mode because it was their first rpg (so their background is from a rich orphan witn an emprise) and not from just out of jail for something they didn't do, with nothing like in hard mode.

uhm... is it possible that the characters have realized that it's a game? Or that they think you've gone crazy and you think it's a game? you should look it up I don't like how the dcmites look at you.

#yandere dc x reader #dc x reader #free prompt #personally i begin as a magical user who wins the blessins of the great magic deities (hekate #freia odin isis thoth heka anulap pisatao veles marduk leinaotabi #tell me if I miss any deity not demi god likeness as circe or medea but deity #👾.txt

[callmehere-iwillappear]

npwd hours. have some fun facts

(this will definitely be added to/updated later)

Raph (Red) (he/she)

literally the only one who doesn't wear clothes (outside of his shorts/mask)

still does the Red Angel of Preventing Harm thing

splinter... wasn't doing great for a good while after the mutation happened (esp since on top of everything in canon he ALSO lost three of his kids)

when raph was around eight or so though he got very very sick and almost died. she tried to take care of herself because she assumed splinter wouldn't, but could only do so much. thankfully splinter found out before it was too late and was able to save her. it was a pretty good wakeup call and while he's still super depressed he's been much more present since then

Leo (Leon) (he/him)

growing up with hypno (and eventually warren) did nothing but increase his flair for the dramatic and love of magic

he was 100% hypno's assistant for shows a lot of the time. the turtle thing was passed off as a 'costume'

knows ALL the best magic tricks

warren came along when leo was around five or six

when hypno and warren got mutated they (obviously) couldn't keep their jobs so they took to doing crimes to get money. small crimes because they don't want to be a bad influence on leo but they also do need the money to put a roof over his head

they do try to hide the fact that they do crimes from leo. he absolutely knows but he lets them think he doesn't

they have thrown hands with raph on more than one occasion. raph did start going a bit easier on them after one of them mentioned at some point they had a kid at home. raph Does Not Know that said kid is leo

Donnie (Othello) (he/they)

lives in an apartment. No Space for a lab. he wants one SO BAD.

still tinkers a lot and fixes things around the house with what he can find

the o'neils have the best wifi in the state of new york

they did create shelldon! he's stuck in donnie's computer though - not enough resources to build a body

likes fashion and dresses up for fun sometimes but wears the hoodie most of the time bc it's familiar/safe

no battle shell really... they do have a fake shell but it's more for storage than anything else since they don't get in fights. like a backpack basically

no gauntlet thingy, no magic goggles - he does have noise cancelling headphones he keeps in his shellpack

they do have goggles for work (for eye protection) just not the 3d glasses lookin goggles they have in canon

Mikey (Mike) (he/she/they)

VERY in tune with his mystics (trained by draxum)

LOVES skateboarding. badgered draxum into having a skate ramp installed for them

doesn't hate humanity (and has even managed to soften draxum up a bit. not much but a bit) and actually thinks a lot of their stuff is super cool

mutating the humans was the compromise she and draxum came to rather than killing them. she doesn't see a problem with it bc 'it's better than killing all of them'

morals are a bit... looser than canon mikey's due to draxum's influence

take your kid to work day more like [draxum voice] someone will die. [mikey voice] of fun!

But Also: aww little guy - oh he's a bit fucked up actually

sneaks up to the surface sometimes to do graffiti. has ABSOLUTELY been seen more than once but thinks she's so sneaky

draxum wasn't the best at first (treated mikey like a warrior rather than a kid) but he got better. he's a good dad now

hugin and munin would both kill for her without question

mikey talks about their internet friends enough that draxum is eventually like. ok i will make an exception for three (3) humans because my child likes them

general

they got their colors bc lou jitsu tied scraps of fabric onto them to be able to tell them apart

#talk tag #npwd

[loosingmoreletters]

TW- SA

Hey I'm sorry if your seeing this 2 times im not sure if it went in the first time cause the wifi wasn't working properly😭😭

Can you do a fic where wei ying was sa'ed by some wen soldiers before being thrown into the burial mounds set during the sunshot campaign. after he cones back as the yilling patriarch they captured one of the soldiers who sa'ed him and interrogate him,the soldeir makes comnent on wei ying and they(nie mingie,jiang cheng,jin ziuxunl,lan xichchen) find out and they confront him about ,but hes nonchalant about it.They also end up finding about his lost golden core.

Sry if its too uncomfortable❤ don't do it if it is💜

The prompt, if I wrote that all, would be more the 10k type of fic, but I hope you enjoy this scene! Also are you the anon who sent the other dark fic prompts??? My guy (gnc) I continue to be curious why you picked me of all people for them.

CW: derogatory language, mentioned past rape, WWX is dissociating pretty hard but the POV character doesn’t realize

Lan Xichen stared at the boy—the man his brother loved and found Wei Wuxian look at their captive like all the vile comments he was spewing were beneath his notice. He sounded bored of them, his expression not dissimilar to the one he used to wear at the Cloud Recesses, paying no attention to Lan Qiren’s lectures. This only seemed to enrage the Wen General more as he shouted, not stopping even when Jiang Wanyin demanded he ceased his lying. If not for the silencing talismans in the room, drawn by Wei Wuxian, quicker with his blood than anyone could procure ink, you’d be able to hear it at the other end of the camp.

Lan Xichen isn’t sure how to take control of the situation again. He’d gone because they needed someone to play Inquiry in case the prisoner died, Jiang Wanyin was there as the Jiang had long since staked claim on every Wen from Wen Chao’s posse, their blood was Yunmeng Jiang’s right to spill. Nie Mingjue could hardly be left out of the interrogation of such a high-ranking Wen soldier and excluding the Jin, even when Jin Zixuan looked like he might lose his breakfast any moment now, was a political nightmare waiting to happen.

And yet, the nightmare happened anyway, Wei Wuxian standing impassively as the soldier spoke of acts so depraved that Lan Xichen wished they were nothing but a taunt.

“Are you done?” Wei Wuxian interrupted finally.

He moved past his sect leader, hardly seemed to notice Jiang Wanyin at all, even when his martial brother reached for him. It was, Lan Xichen realized, as if none of them seemed to be there for Wei Wuxian. In the corner of the room, a shadow flashed red. It had to be one of Wei Wuxian’s brides, they never strayed far from their master, even when unseen. It should disturb Lan Xichen that even at the camps they surrounded by barriers, Wei Wuxian’s ghosts slipped in and out and yet—

“You’re nothing but Wen Chao’s whore, good for a quick fuck—”

The soldier hadn’t finished his sentence before the bride in red had her hand to his throat, bloody fingernails digging into his throat, squeezing it just hard enough to leave the man choking.

“I asked if you’re done,” Wei Wuxian repeated, his voice lacking all inflection. “Where are your troops stationed?”

“You—”

The bride in red squeezed harder before letting go of the man’s throat to pull his head back by his short hair. She grinned, teeth as sharp as blades, looking proud of herself, like a child endearing herself to her mother, waiting for Wei Wuxian’s benign approval of her actions.

The soldier spat at their feet. “You won’t be able to stop them, boy. You’ll be left begging again.”

Wei Wuxian tilted his head. “I didn’t beg then, I had no need to, unlike your Master when I tore him apart.”

Lan Xichen hadn’t been present for Wen Chao’s murder, but the stories following his execution hadn’t been kind. If even the least of the brutalities the soldier had tossed at them was true, it was understandable why Wei Wuxian would’ve lashed out so much at Wen Chao, if it was not just to avenge his sect, but also the hurt dealt to him personally.

“Besides,” Wei Wuxian continued, seemingly unbothered. “All Wen Chao did to me? Do you think the dead did any less? They repaid any hurt twice over and I told you what I’d do to you when I returned.”

And then, the soldier’s eyes widened. He wasn’t given the chance speak as the bride in red plunged her hand into his throat, effortlessly ripping it out. The solider choked, once, then drowned in his own blood.

“Be good and quiet now,” Wei Wuxian said, sounding faintly as if he were echoing another’s words. “Your screams are ruining my mood.”

The soldier’s corpse dropped to the ground and Wei Wuxian’s bride left it to return to her master’s side, handing off him like one would imagine a living bride, clinging to… not her husband. Someone she’d be less shy around. A sister perhaps, someone who might have understood.

“Wei Wuxian—”

Jiang Wanyin reached out, but when his hand touched Wei Wuxian’s shoulder, the other man pushed him away. His eyes widened and, though Lan Xichen hadn’t realized it before, it was as if a fog cleared in them. Wei Wuxian’s gaze drifted to the corpse he’d left behind and all neutrality of before washed away by pure horror. He took a step back, then another, a next one, and rushed from the room in a panic.

Jiang Wanyin didn’t even hesitate, chasing after his martial brother without another look at the slaughter behind him.

“Xichen?”

Lan Xichen tore himself from the empty hallway and faced Nie Mingjue. “I’ll play Inquiry,” Lan Xichen said and settled on interrogating the spirit. It hadn’t been torn apart, though had Wei Wuxian thought of it, perhaps he would’ve done it.

Out of respect for the Jiang Head Disciple, Lan Xichen never allowed himself to ask, is it true? All you did to Wei Wuxian?

It wasn’t for him to know.

#ask #anon #mdzs #mdzs fanfic #wei wuxian #first time using a community tag on tumblr

[charles-and-camilla-fanfictions]

All the Time in the World - Chapter 10

Birkhall, March 2020

I’ve barely pulled on my clothes to face the morning before the door barges open and he rushes in. We’ve been counting down the days, and the result of that last COVID test took so long, I feel that time is pulling a trick on us and is in fact reversing. I accept his embrace without restraint, needing it as much as him and I reach to push my face into his neck to breathe him in. We stand tangled together for a long time, reaffirming our love for one another in the oldest and simplest of ways. We’ve been avoiding the conversation we’re about to have for the past week, a few more minutes won’t matter as I savour that sense of completeness from being wrapped in his arms, as my hands run up and down his back, relishing having him here to hold, squeezing him as tightly as I can, feeling the returning pressure. We’ve always done the making up from an argument the wrong way round. Any serious conversation has always commenced after we reassure each other how much we love each other. A large part of me would take this love and disregard any conflict but sometimes the strife is necessary to heal, to move forward.

“I love you. You know I love you?”

I hear his whisper and sigh. Here it starts.

“I don’t see a way out of this, my Darling.”

It makes me smile, even as I get a prickle through my skin in anticipation of the awaiting conversation. “You never do see a way out of it. Be more positive, Darling.”

“But this time, I really don’t.”

“By which you mean, you’re not willing to concede anything…”

“Don’t let go of me.”

“Do you remember Penelope?”

“No.”

“Yes, you do, Penelope, you know, tall Penelope…”

“Not helping…”

“Penelope… You know her. She used to be a sucker for the hair magazines and she’d come round to my flat and cut her hair and you’d get annoyed because this short blonde hair was everywhere and I don’t think you quite believed me that it wasn’t another man…”

“Massive boobs.”

“Yes, Penelope!”

“Married an old man…”

“He wasn’t an old man. He was only about twelve years older than her.”

“You’ve not spoken about her in years. You’re really procrastinating.”

“She sent me a letter, I got it yesterday. Her husband’s just died, of COVID. She’s beside herself because she thinks he caught it off her. She’s blaming herself.”

I feel his arms squeezing me tighter. “You always do this.”

“Do what?”

“Make excuses for me. I know what you’re trying to say and I love you for it, but that wasn’t why you were so upset with me.”

“She told me to hold you very tightly when we were together again.”

“I’ll hold you tighter.” There’s a pause as we do indeed hold each other tighter.

“How’s William?”

“He says he’s fine. I don’t think he is. He’s said his wifi isn’t working properly so we can’t video call. I know I’m old but I know an excuse when I hear one. What have you heard?”

“Kate was evasive. I think he’s a lot worse than he’s letting on.”

“It’s not even public that he’s ill.”

“People will worry.”

“When it’s about someone else, you understand duty.”

His words hit me as a blow to my entire body and I pull away from him, holding onto the bedpost to steady myself. “I understand it perfectly.”

“But you suggest you can shirk it because you’re upset? When the rest of the country can’t?”

“Yes. You think I’d just be ‘upset’ if you were dying?”

“Do you think your feelings are stronger than Penelope’s? Or anyone else who has lost their spouse and not been there with them?”

“Yes.”

“That’s incredibly selfish.”

“You don’t get to temper my feelings. Put this the other way round. How would you feel?”

“That’s completely different.”

“How is it any different?”

“I’d be with you.”

“What?”

“I’m not letting you die alone.”

“But that’s exactly what I’m saying!” The indignation at his remark rails my skin into hackles.

“How would it look if I left my wife to die alone in hospital when everyone knows I could bend the rules to see you? I’d look like a coward, and everyone would think I have no heart.”

“So you’d only be with me because it looks better?” My words are very quiet but I see his face and he knows I’m angry.

“I didn’t say that, don’t extrapolate. I’m talking about public perception. Feelings don’t come into it.”

It’s like being shot. I gulp, feeling my temper boiling through me, controlling it with difficulty. “Get out.”

“No.”

“Get out of my room before I completely lose it with you.”

“Lose your temper. I’m not leaving.”

“Fine, I’ll go!” I step forwards towards the door and he grasps onto my wrist. “Get your hands off me!”

I see him hold his hands up. “Don’t walk out on me.”

“If you think I’m staying here a second longer…”

“You can’t go, Darling, it’s lockdown. You can’t leave. We have to talk about it.”

“Just try and stop me!”

“Milla, please…” He swoops to the doorway and stands in front of me. Once, I would have barged past him and marched out into the grounds, storming through the heather, knowing he was behind me, at a distance, watching that I’m safe, waiting for me to calm down. Today, I’m filled with a hopelessness which leaks through my body and turns the anger into despair. The despair is too heavy for my knees and I sit down on the bed as they buckle. I wouldn’t want to become predictable anyway. He paces like I’m a wild animal, not knowing what to do or to say. I lie down on the bed and turn my body away from him. By the time he dares to sit next to me, the tears have started and I push my face into the sheets but when my shoulders give me away, I feel him turning me, lifting me until I’m sobbing against his chest.

2010, Clarence House

He fusses around me so badly sometimes, it’s peaceful to shut the door to my bathroom and block everything else out, the order, the adherence to a schedule, the need for perfection in everything. It extends into the ways he feels things ought to be conducted, some of these opinions I share, others I do not. His insistence on the both of us bathing rather than showering, for instance, is sometimes irritating, but this morning, the hot water warms my aching bones and I lean back gratefully, pleased with the time to myself.

“Darling, where did you put your phone? It’s ringing and it won’t be quiet.”

Standing in place of the door, he looks at me expectantly, a breath of cold air cooling my shoulders, which sit above the water. My peace shattered, I sigh. “Under my pillow.”

“Under your…” His face screws up in distaste. “You know my thoughts about having that too close to your head.”

“Mmmm. Yes, and you know mine…”

He stands, mouth open like a goldfish. “You care that little about what l think?”

“I’m trying to bathe, Darling, to get a modicum of quiet before…” That look on his face. My words trail off as he’s in a different world. He’s not present when his face looks like that. “Darling?” There’s no response. “Darling!”

“Hmmm?”

“Charles!” That did it. His eyes move up to meet mine. “Finished ogling?”

His cheeks flush slightly and he smirks at me.

“Out!” I point to the door and he turns to leave, chuckling.

I sink down into the tub, letting the water submerge me, enjoying the feeling of tranquillity brought about by the cocoon of the water. Holding my breath and with my eyes closed, I can escape from the world here. When I surface, I should feel reborn. I don’t. Every ache and pain remains. My hair needs washing and I can’t be bothered. Nor do I want to get up and dressed and styled. I’d prefer to stay here all day, reading a book, not moving. Eventually, the heat from the water is transferred into the cool of the air and my skin has wrinkled up into prunes. I toy with simply turning on the hot tap but I hear my husband’s dulcet tones. 

“We’re leaving in an hour. You need to hurry up.”

I sigh. I’ve still not washed my hair. Then the door opens and I consent to help with my hair before being chivvied out of the bath and into my dressing room. It’s a very female sort of peace in here. I’m wrapped in a huge dressing gown as my hairdresser blows my hair dry and styles it, chatting away amiably. Usually, I do my own makeup, but my team have evidently decided that there is not enough time as that’s applied onto me like I’m a doll. My clothes are set out ready for me and I let them dress me, appreciating the help when I can’t summon the energy to do it for myself. Hat affixed, broach pinned on my coat, shoes polished and gloves on, I walk down the stairs towards my impatient husband. He smiles at me, marching down the corridor to help me down the last steps, then kisses my neck, making me chuckle.

“The car’s ready.”

“I’m never late.”

He rolls his eyes at me, “You just enjoy making me panic.”

“Your tie isn’t done correctly.”

“You never think it is.” 

But he smiles down at me, enjoying the fussing as I fix his tie and remove a bit of fluff from his coat, taking pleasure in being able to go to work together, relishing the soft kiss I can give him before I take his arm to walk to the door.

#duchess of cornwall #camilla #camilla duchess of cornwall #camilla fanfiction #charles and camilla #duchess camilla #love story #prince charles and camilla #charles and camilla fanfiction #charles and camilla fanfic #king charles lll #king charles and queen camilla #king and queen #marriage #divorce #dysfunctional family #soul mates #old friends #trauma #love conquers all #romance #passion #prince charles fiction #prince of wales #covid #covid19 #pandemic #lockdown #sickness #frustration

[halfdeadfullgay]

Pepperoni Punks - Chapter Six

Everything Will Be Okay

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Summary: With finals coming up for Casey along with pulling extra shifts, they start to feel bad for not speanding a lot of time with Raph; leading to an unplanned movie date.

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AN: Spoilers for The Lost Boys ig but that’s an old ass movie. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter even though it took over two months to write due to my final exams, being kicked out of my home, mutable breakdowns, ao3 deleting my draft, consent wifi disappearing, and extreme writer’s block.

I tried to correct any misspelling and grammar mistakes. I hope y’all enjoy the last chapter of Pepperoni Punks!^^

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It was loud. Too loud. They had left their headphones at the turtles' lair and even if they had them; it wouldn't have helped as their phone was on 9% and they still had about forty minutes till the bell. They only had this class and then they could leave. Where would they go? Casey didn't know, their schedule was all fucked up. They pulled more shifts, studied whenever they could and finals were in a few weeks. Of course everything else in their life would start to spiral. Two of their grades were fs, they had to go to a meeting for their sister's school; so of course their phone finally died when their boyfriend texted. They didn't even get to check their calendar to see if they were on shift tonight. The stress was already getting to them but with their classmates being so loud it was disturbing other classes and the teacher doing nothing; it finally got to them. They couldn't study or focus. They felt like they were gonna throw up. After that observation, everything else was a blur. They ended up in the nurse's office, getting checked out before being sent home.

Of course today was when they decided to get ride from a friend. They were just tired. Casye decided to just call in, luckly their boss would understand. They waited at a bus stop, they had enough and they weren't gonna walk all the way from the school to the lair. They were just sitting at the bus stop, just left with their own thoughts since they couldn't even look at their phone for the time. They just wanted to sleep. Well they mainly wanted to see their partner, maybe it was that they actually felt safe and relaxed with him. They didn't admit it but he was their rock; their person. They were lost in thought which went from thinking about being happy to finally seeing their partner to thinking about how they should be productive. They should at least go to work but how could they if they were on the verge of throwing up. They still feel.. guilty? Casey didn't know, they should've been doing school work while waiting for the bus. What was wrong with them? Why were they feeling sick? There was no stomach bug going around the school or any other thing.

Casey snapped out of their thoughts when they saw the RTD coming up to the stop. They grabbed their bag and got up. They had already had the money in their pocket as they got on and paid. They sat in the back where no one else was. It was just a blur of feeling nauseous, random thoughts that disappeared as quickly as they disappeared, and the occasional old lady every other stop asking if they were okay and offering medicine. Everytime it was, “I’m okay. Thanks m’am”. They didn’t mind the old ladies asking if they were okay, they were always nice to them. Besides that, the bus ride was miserable without any distractions. As they saw their stop coming, they pulled the wire that lined all the windows to signal that a passenger wanted to get off at the next stop. As the bus came to a stop, they made sure that they had their bag and everything. They got up when the bus stopped and the doors opened.

They walked off to the all too familiar alley. They were slightly surprised that the smell of the sewer didn't make them throw up when they entered. Maybe they were just used to the smell. Casey made their way to the lair, a little unervered that the main living area was empty and the whole lair was unusually quiet. That was until they got closer to the dojo where they heard the turtles training. Right, training day. Instead of looking in to see what they were practicing now, they just quietly made their way to Raph’s room. They felt a small smile on their face when they noticed that Raph had put their headphones on the small nightstand along with their phone charger among random hair ties they left there. He had given them a tiny space on the nightstand. It was a small action, a small consideration but it meant a lot. They didn’t know how they would explain it if asked but in that moment it meant a lot. They plugged in their phone and waited til it turned on. They still had to call out and they didn’t want to hear the ‘I told you to take a break’ that would come from their manager. He was a great manager and was friends with Casey. They didn’t worry about getting in trouble or anything, not at all; they didn’t want to hear the lecture about how they shouldn’t overwork themself. Casey ended up on the bed, laying on the side closer to the wall. It was ‘their’ side. It was about two minutes before they started to doze off, they didn’t fight the wave of exhaustion that hit as soon as their head landed on the pillow.

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Raph had finished training about twenty minutes after Casey had fallen asleep. It was rather easy that day besides sparring with Leo. That was usually hard since they both were competitive. There weren't any evil plans or foes to stop and he wasn’t the one to go on patrol tonight. “No patrol for me, just training; cya later.” That’s what he had texted Casey earlier and when he checked to see if they had sent anything back; the message wasn’t even read. He thought it was a little weird and took note of it even if it could be easily explained as they hadn’t gotten a notification. He didn’t really have an explanation for when they weren’t in the living room like they usually would on training days. If anything he should be a little worried but he was actually a bit frustrated. Maybe it was because they were supposed to be there, they did make a promise to take a break from studying and a few nights off from work. Raph knew it wasn’t like Casey to break a promise and go back on their word. He knew that Casey would’ve at least sent a text if they were going to not be there until later.

“Dude, yo, earth to Raph!” Mikey practically shouted into Raph’s ear, taping him on the shoulder. He quickly turned to look at his brother. “What? Is someone dying or something?” He asked sarcastically. The younger one punched him lightly, “You were just standing there. Leo offered you tea and you were like lost in thought. Are you good?” Raph didn’t remember Leo asking or even coming up to him. “All good mike. Just tired I guess.” Nothing else was said as Raph moved past Mikey and into the little kitchen . He wasn’t hungry, he never was after training but he was always thirsty. He dodged and ignored when his brothers tried talking to him. He was out of energy for the day. He quickly grabbed two sodas out of the fridge, not checking what flavor and only grabbing two out of habit. He made his way to his room, the door was already cracked open but he didn’t think much about it. He entered quietly, setting down the drinks on one of the random shelves that was hung on the wall slightly above his bed.

Raph noticed that Casey had put their phone to charge in the spot that he gave them on his nightstand. He knew it was a small thing to do, giving your partner their own space on your nightstand should be a given but he had grown up with little personal space and respect for that space. So maybe it was a stupid thing but he knew that Casey would still think it was cute that he had given them some of his oh so precious personal space. He sat down on the bed and grabbed one of the sodas; opening it carefully, not to wake the other up. It was rather quiet in the lair. There was an occasional shout when Donnie would tell Mikey to not mess with stuff in his lab and Leo telling both of them to be quiet. There was always chaos one way or another. Though it wasn’t that bad. He didn’t have anything to do. He read all the new comic issues that Casey had brought him, surprisingly he had cleaned early, and he wasn’t in the mood to fill the silence with the boombox that he and the other shared.

He mainly just stared at the wall in front of him, taking sips of soda here and there. It was when half the soda was gone when he got the idea to play with Casey’s hair. They had told he could when they were sleeping as long as he didn’t tangle it and stuff. Raph had been learning how to do hair from April. He knew the easy hair stuff like pigtails, pony tails, and messy buns. For anyone braids would be on the easy hair stuff list too but it was a bit difficult with turtle fingers. Eventually he had gotten the hang of it. He sat a bit closer to Casey and gently started to braid their hair. He had no plan besides just braiding. This was nice. Just sitting there with his partner, braiding with their hair while they slept with nothing to worry about. No worries about evil plans and foes to stop, only worry about waking up the other if he pulled their hair too hard. This was normal. This was regular teen stuff. ”Regular?” Raph thought. None of this was normal though. For one they were in a bedroom in the sewers. Two, one of them was a fucked up teenager and the other was a fucked up turtle that regularly fought, well, basically fought super villains. But that was normal to them. It was their normal. He snapped out of his thoughts when he noticed that Casey was now looking at him, their head resting on his lap. “I thought you couldn’t braid..” They mumbled through a yawn. Raph smiled, “Learned how to from April.” He finished off the braid with a hair tie.

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Casey had actually woken up awhile ago but didn’t want to ruin the moment. The normal, regular moment. “I thought you couldn’t braid..” They mumbled through a yawn. They were still tired but didn’t care. They had gotten enough sleep, must’ve been that sleep debt thing that Donnie had told them about. They noticed how Raph had smiled before talking. “Learned how from April.” Casey hummed, “Hmm, you did a good job.” They touched the braid. It was a little messy, strands of hair sticking out here and there. They let the braid go. “How was training?” They mumbled as they looked up at Raph. Casey noticed some bruising, which must've been from training. “It was okay. I almost beat Leo in a best out of three.” Raph sounded annoyed but not at anyone. It was more of a playful annoyance. “You’ll get him next time.” Casey assured him. They smiled as they felt Raph start taking out the braid. “You could've just left it.” The other just shrugged and played with their hair. “How did you even know that I was training?” He questioned.

Casey took a minute, “I heard it from the dojo when I first came. Phone died when you texted.” Raph just nodded. They knew that he was holding in an “I told you to plug in your phone.” He instead ran his fingers through their hair. It used to be greasy and straight, only curling at the ends but now they took better care of it after their sister made a comment about how it shined in a bad way. Now it was fluffy and soft; curls basically all over the place. It made them happy being able to get it healthy again. It also made them happy to have complete control over something in their life when everything else wasn’t decided by them. “How was school? Get any studying done?” Casey groaned at the question. “It was alright I guess. My last period was killing me. It was soo loud I couldn’t even study or barely focus on anything.” They exaggerated the “oo” part of so just to be dramatic. “I ended up throwing up and getting sent home.”

Raph seemed disappointed but Casey couldn’t really tell what he was feeling when he started to speak there was a hint of concern. “At least you didn’t just push through it.” He continued to run his fingers through their hair, gently pulling curls. “Did you eat anything or was it caused by stress?” He questioned. Casey hadn’t even really thought about what caused it. They only had a burnt piece of toast that morning. They were also so stressed that they were on the verge of having a panic attack at school. They certainly didn’t know what caused it, there were too many factors but ultimately landed on stress to blame. “I guess it was stress. It’s nothing I haven’t dealt with before.” Raph stayed quiet, maybe he wasn’t disappointed. Maybe he was just worried and Casey would admit that they would be worried if the roles were reversed.

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After that time didn’t feel like a thing as the two of them just laid there occasionally talking about something before falling into silence. Not an uncomfortable silence, very much the opposite. Raph enjoyed just being able to cuddle and be cheesy with the other. Casey enjoyed the quiet moments where Raph was present, it didn’t matter what or what not they were doing.

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“You know, you still haven’t watched Reanimator with me.” Casey said quietly. They didn’t know what time it was but knew that some of the others were asleep. Raph looked down to meet their eyes. “Dude, the way you described the plot made it sound fucking disgusting. I love you so much but it sounds like a fuck awful movie.” There was no ill intent behind his words. If anything it made Casey giggle. “I guess I didn’t describe it well. Besides, I won't make you watch it. However, we are going to watch The Lost Boys.” “You mean that vampire one?” Raph asked. He listened to Casey rant about so many horror movies that it was hard to keep track of them and what kind of monsters were in each. The other nodded, sitting up and crossing their legs. “Well put it on, whatcha waiting for.” He watched as his partner got excited and grabbed their laptop out of their bag.

From what he knew, horror meant a lot to Casey. It was their favorite genre of movies, games, books, and whatever else there could be. They had once told him that it was what they would watch with their sister if she needed to be distracted by something. Admittedly, Raph didn’t get why anyone would get comfort from horror movies but he did get the sentimental bit of watching something with family. Casey logged into some random streaming service and set up the laptop in front of them. They started the movie before laying on their side, head resting on raph’s lap and he started to play with their hair again. The movie started well. It was easy to tell that it was made in the mid eighties. The music, costumes, etc.

There was a weird long sax scene but the beginning was still good. Raph asked questions about random things. Mainly stuff about vampires and how the crew was able to do the special effects. Casey answered his questions no matter how stupid they were. It was nearing the big fight at the Emerson house when the younger teens were preparing. The scene currently playing was the one where the Frog brothers run into the church and start filling flasks and shits up with holy water. “Can you do that?” Raph asked quietly. “Do what?” They asked confused, with no clue what he was referring to. “Steal the holy water?” Raph asked with complete seriousness, not a sign of it being a joke anywhere. It took a second for Casey to say anything without laughing. “A movie full of vampires that is somewhat queer and the question you ask in all seriousness is if you can steal holy water?” They joked as they thought of an actual answer. “I don’t think there’s a rule against it. I guess as long as you’re not interrupting a service or some shit.” They made a mental note to find an actual answer. Raph just gave a smile nod, seemingly satisfied with the answer. The movie continued with both occasionally commenting on the gore and deaths.

“Is David actually dead? They didn’t do anything cool after death with his body like exploding or someth’. The antlers also look like they missed his heart.” Raph asked. The other shrugged, “You’ll just have to read the sequel comics with me.” Casey said, looking at him with a smile. They tried to stay quiet for the rest of the movie but had laughed when it was revealed that David wasn’t the head vampire and that it was Max instead and Raph actually gasped. The movie ended and the credits rolled. Raph could see why Casey seemed to like it so much. The gore and effects were good, the soundtrack was amazing especially because of Cry Little Sister. “So, did you like it?” They asked as they sat up and exited out of the end credits . Raph nodded, “I thought it would’ve been worse. Only part that was kinda weird was the really long sax solo at the beginning .” Casey laughed, “It’s a weird scene but that’s what makes it The lost Boys.” Casey yawned as they looked for another to watch.

“We don’t have to watch another movie if you’re tired, Case.” Raph said quietly. They looked at him, “You sure? I know that I haven’t spent a lot of time with ya.” They felt bad for taking on more shifts but they needed the extra shifts. “I just want to make up for the missed time, I feel bad about it.” They said quietly, closing their laptop. They didn’t look at Raph. “Case, I don’t mind. It’s what you have to do for you and your sister. As long as you take care of yourself and you still show up, it’s alright. I get it, we both have shit going on.” He told them. He himself would disappear due to missions and other ninja stuff. “All I ask is that you tell me if something's wrong.” Casey looked at him and gave a small smile, “I know. Finals will be over soon and after this month I can go back to my normal work hours.” They were glad that he understood, even if it would lead to a disagreement here and there; it still helped. They put their laptop back in their bag.

Casey yawned again, “I think we should both go to bed. You got some pretty big dark circles there.” Raph elbowed them before moving the thick blankets to the foot of the bed; leaving one to go against the wall for Casey. With it getting warmer as spring was ending, there wasn’t much need for all the blankets. Even with it becoming warmer in the lair it was still cold some nights, so the two of them shared a thin knitted blanket. He handed the other the hair tie he used when playing with their hair. Casey put their hair into a quick braid and tied it. They laid down on “their” side, back facing the wall and waited for Raph to lay down before covering up with the thin yarn blanket. Raph had turned off the bright lamp that lit up the room and turned on the small Christmas lights that hung around the room. He put his head on his pillow, facing the other. One of them would either wake up from a nightmare or they would wake up tangled up cuddling and going to sleep facing each other seemed to lessen the nightmares for some reason. “You know, the next movie I should have you watch is Blood In Blood Out.” Casey said, closing their eyes. “Yeah yeah, another horror movie? Add it to the list.” Raph said jokingly. Casey was quick to open their eyes, “It’s not a horror movie. It’s a good ass Chicano movie.” They told him not in a mean way, knowing that he didn’t really get to see that many movies. Raph put his hands up as a my bad. They both chuckled and sighed.

Casey closed their eyes and curled up next to Raph, “Love you, dude.” Raph warped his arms around them. “You do? You goin’ soft on me, Case?” He teased them before jokingly elbowing him. “Say it back, fool.” Raph laughed a bit and rolled his eyes. “I love you too, Casey.”

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AN: I loved writing this work and it will forever hold a place in my heart as my first thing to ever be posted on ao3. I had a lot of fun writing all the chapters and reading all the comments. I really hope that this is a good enough last chapter. I will probably write other thing for this au/my own iteration of tmnt later but I might post some spiderverse stuff first.

Peace and love y’all ^^

#tmnt #casey x raph #rasey #tmnt fanfiction #ao3fic #cross posted on ao3 #tmnt raphael

[purpleturtle9000]

Hi I’m baaack I have a question about the reds!! How close are they?? Is there any conflict/confusion bc they’re both trying to eldest sibling everyone? Does little Raph figure out gender things earlier thanks to Red being there? Do they get hugs I hope they both get hugs they’re so wonderful

Have a lovely time of day thank you for all of your turtle posts they get me through the day <3

omg hi! my turtle posts also get me through the day tbh and i am! so glad you like them!

The reds are so close you have no idea. I am soft about them on the daily. Sometimes they argue about who has jurisdiction to scold the blue things but usually they just team up instead.

Okay first of all yes there is confusion with both of them trying to be the eldest sibilng! (Meanwhile Leonardo has been the oldest for a while and is vaguely confused by all this as well. Red died twenty-seven years ago at the age of twenty-eight, and Old Man Blue is trying not to laugh at someone half his age trying to be his big sister. He's also full of emotions and near to crying about it every day.)

Leonardo, Tello, and Angelo are all older than Red, but at least they're all still shorter than her. Can't shake up the family dynamic that much, I say, as if I haven't put them all through a fucking blender. Angelo and Tello call her their big sister anyway, cause they're nice like that. Leonardo near-exclusively calls her 'short stuff' and is closer than he realises to being flung through a wall again.

Ironically, Red herself does not take Raph seriously as a big brother. She knows that he is, for the younger turtles, but she's a decade older and three feet taller than him. She sees him as being just as small as his younger brothers. Raph is not impressed with this, being used to being the biggest and oldest.

He is impressed with how tall and spiky she is! All the boys thought they'd stopped growing, like human kids would have, and seeing everyone taller caused absolute consternation among the young turts. Especially in the case of future Mikey. Nobody will talk about future Mikey being as tall as teen Raph. It's still terrifying.

Despite Red once calling Raph 'little', and the bedlam that ensued, they get along very well! Which is also terrifying for a certain set of self-destructive blue turtles who insist they're totally fine whilst in the middle of a week-long mental breakdown. If one red turtle is scary, two red turtles are even scarier. Red is not above sitting on either Leo if he's doing something stupid.

Red's and Leonardo's definitions of 'something stupid' are very different. Leonardo does not appreciate this. It's the funniest thing Donnie's ever seen.

Apart from their mutual 'I must protect my siblings' prime directive, and the fact that they both punch things as their first plan instead of waiting for anyone else to come up with a better one, there's another big similarity! Red is also missing the same eye as Raph. (I know he's fine in canon but like. did you see the fucking tentacles coming out of his eye socket. he's missing an eye in wify.)

There's a constants-and-variables theme I'm playing at with wify, kinda, about how sometimes the same things happen under different circumstances. Mikey's portals being what saves Leonardo from dying in the future timeline and then dying in the prison dimension. Casey Jr gets a hockey stick from both versions of Casey Sr but only one of those involves her dying. Red lost her eye fighting human survivors and Raph lost his eye being mutated by the Krang.

Raph and Leo, the teen versions, have a lot to unpack about the whole thing. Leo blames himself and can't get over his part in Raph being taken. Raph thinks Leo's afraid of him, because mutant-Krang-Raph hurt him in their fight, and maybe grossed out by the extent of his injuries. Lots of angst incoming with that angle but it's gonna be fine I swear.

Raph and Red, however! Red has tips on adjusting to life with one eye, and has some extremely cool eyepatches that Angelo decorated for them. Raph gets to borrow them whenever he wants and gets his own ones too, which makes him feel a little better about it all. And it helps bridge some of the gap between him and Mikey, because Raph asks Mikey to decorate them for him.

Overall, having Red around helps him adjust and helps with his self-esteem. Not to mention that he sees someone who's managed just fine with one eye for years, and it's a huge reassurance that his life's just changed, not over. The entirety of what happened in the Krang invasion was impossible for him to deal with on his own, he needed some kind of proof that he's going to grow up to be okay after all, and that's exactly what she can give him.

Leonardo has a habit of shooing Raph off to a spa day in the Hidden City, cause holy shit does this teenager need a break. Raph brings Red along! They keep snacking on those cucumber slices that are supposed to go on their faces but nobody's brave enough to tell Red what to do. Or not to do, as the case may be. She greatly enjoys floating around in the heated pool (and creating waves with her tail to surprise-drench Raph).

Red is like nine feet tall, she's the only one who can bear hug him and pick him up off his feet. He loves it so much and there are so many piggyback rides in his future. Even if he's gotta be a little careful not to get lightly stabbed with a shell spike. He does a few times, though, oops. Casey Sr nicknamed Red 'porcupine', that oughta explain it. Donnie and Tello figure out a battle shell for Red so it's safer and they have a great time.

When Red comes out about her gender, everyone is immediately 👀 at Raph because surely he's gonna feel the same way, right? They've already had this discussion with the purples about how Donnie's always been agender but used to be less fussy about pronouns and Tello didn't switch to they/them until their thirties.

Raph has not figured this gender thing out yet. He is in denial. Red finds this totally hilarious. She doesn't say anything in front of the others, cause she doesn't want to embarrass him in front of everyone they know, but they have a talk later where she's like, "Hey did you know that wishing you were a girl for literal years is a sign that you're not a guy?" It seems very obvious to Raph when she says it like that.

(Based on Donnie calling Raph 'Raphaela' that one time, and having to figure out his own Gender Fuckery, I hc that he was unaware that this was a surprise to Raph. Donnie also finds this totally hilarious.)

Also hc that Red's mystic armour got bigger along with her and Raph finds this extremely cool! He also feels completely safe when his big sister is there all armoured up to protect him, and it's not uncommon to catch him napping in armour-Red's lap like a cat. Red will hurt you if you wake him up, you've been warned.

Red will also put the fear of pizza supreme into anyone by full-naming them from across the state. She's taller than anyone else and learned how to project her voice like for stage theatre. Raph thinks this is the funniest thing imaginable and regularly gets her to yell Leo's name just to see him run for his life. Red has yet to yell at Raph and they all assume she never will. They do meow back and forth (Casey Jr spent longer than he will admit thinking that they had a cat infestation).

#wify meta #rottmnt raph #rottmnt future raph #series: when i found you i found me #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

[godesssiri]

It's rough right now having so many friends and family in the flood affected area. There's little to no cell reception and people are only able to communicate when they are at petrol stations or supermarkets who have their public wifi on powered by their generators. Even though we've spoken to other people who've spoken to them and/or they've marked themselves safe on FB so we know their ok, every time one of them manages to get through and you actually hear their voices it's such a relief.

I spoke to my foster-sister yesterday morning and when I saw her partner's name come up on a call through messenger I couldn't answer quick enough, she was using his phone because her's was dead. She was terrified for her kids who were in Havelock North with her parents and she hadn't been able to make contact. I was able to tell her that Havelock North was fine, they weren't badly affected and there were no evacuations. We're getting more info outside of Hawkes Bay than people who are in the middle of it.

I don't know if you know the topography but you have the small cities of Napier and Hastings 20 minutes apart with the tiny blip town of Clive roughly in the middle. To get to Clive from Napier you have to cross the Waitangi and Hohepa bridges across the Tutaekuri river and then the Clive bridge across the Clive river. then the roads are clear through to Hastings. The bridges were opened to light traffic this morning so loads and loads of people went through to Hastings to get supplies or check on family, but they closed the Waitangi bridge this afternoon because the traffic was so bad they were concerned for the bridge, so lots of people who left Napier this morning are stranded on the wrong side of the bridge. They've been told to turn around and go stay with whoever they know in Hastings or go to an evacuation center there but a lot are sitting in their cars hoping the bridge will re-open, and traffic is backed up all through Clive. Mum is good friends with the nurse at the Clive med center and she is one of the toughest cookies I have ever met. She's got power on back at her place in Hastings so called Mum when she got home from work. She sounded shattered. She's been trying to help people stranded in their cars all afternoon. She was upset about an elderly lady who had wet herself in her car because she had been stuck in there so long and a young Mum with a very young baby who had no nappies left. Then she told us that the receptionist from the med center (who's husband is a cousin of my mother's and Mum has been messaging them trying to find out if they're ok) nearly died. Their house was flooded and they had to swim out. They're both elderly and she almost gave up because she thought she couldn't do it but he told her 'If you don't go you'll die'. They've lost their dog, their beautiful house with 50 years of marriage worth of mementos, their livestock - they are just damn lucky to have gotten out with their lives. I've seen a pic of where flood waters burst through a bank near their home and it just looks like a digger has gone in and neatly cut out a section right down to the normal river level, it's just gone. Our nurse friend was crying telling us about it and I have never, in 12 years I've known her, heard her cry.

[brutish-impulse]

Linux gaming experiment

In the last two weeks, I decided to stop bitching about Windows 11 and see what Linux gaming has been up to. The last time I tried it was about 10 years ago and it seemed pretty hit-and-miss.

I've been trying it again on my new used MSI Bravo 15 laptop (CPU: AMD Ryzen 7 5800H; GPU: Radeon RX 5500M). The Linux OS I installed is Ubuntu 22.10.

I'm very impressed! Almost everything I tried just worked! It's also become much more user-friendly. You don't really need to mess around with Wine (the Windows compatibility tool on Linux) yourself anymore.

I'm probably still staying on Windows 10 on my desktop gaming PC, but it's nice to know there's an alternative.

More details under the cut.

Steam

I found Steam super easy. Some games already have a native Linux port. To install a Windows game, you first have to click the gear icon, go to Properties and then Compatibility. There you can select a Proton version to run the game with. (Proton is Valve's Windows compatibility tool, based on Wine.) The default is Proton Experimental which, despite the name, mostly just worked for the games I tried.

Lutris

Lutris is basically a universal game front-end that runs games for you with Wine or with an emulator. With Windows games, it installs the game for you and applies some tweaks as needed. You just need to select your game and give it the installer.exe for it. If it can be legally downloaded, Lutris can also just do that for you.

Games I tried

Guilty Gear Strive (Steam) Just works! Also no performance problems, even on the usual problem stages like L'oro Di Ilyria or Ajatar Hunting Ground. That's of course hardware-dependent, but it doesn't seem like Proton has a massive performance cost. I should note that there was a weird graphical glitch on the character select screen with Proton Experimental. It looked normal with Proton 7.0-5.

I have not tried it online because if I play on the wifi here, I'm gonna get blocked by the entire player base. Same for all other fighting games. I might try it For Science when I get home.

Guilty Gear XX Λ Core (Steam) Doesn't play the intro which is a shame because I really like the music. That's literally my only complaint.

Magic Arena (Lutris) Just worked, using the "modern" installer in Lutris. I got graphical glitches with the self-updating one.

Magic: The Gathering Online (Lutris) The only game that didn't work. It's unreasonably slow at the best of times, but this time, every game action just took forever to process. I lost by timeout playing a red aggro deck! Some people on reddit report problems like that on Windows too, so I don't know if Wine is to blame here.

Civilization 4 I installed the version from GOG using only Wine, just to see if I could still manage it myself. I needed to apply some tweaks suggested on WineHQ, but then it was fine.

I very briefly tried out some other Windows games on Steam without running into any problems: Planet Zoo, DNF Duel, Melty Blood, Resident Evil. I also tested some games with native Linux ports (Crusader Kings 2, Them's Fightin' Herds, Fantasy Strike) which all worked fine. Well, it would've been sad if they didn't, right?

#linux #linux gaming #steam #video games #computer stuff #review-ish

[beeindaclouds]

TW Death (Not sure if this counts as a vent?) ( very(?) long) So before I found out the news about technoblade's passing I was reading a webtoon about his c! character, until I went to Tumblr that's when I saw someone I follow saying techno passed and anon asking "Wait technoblade dead?". Then I went on youtube to see the "So long nerds" video and as soon as I heard "if you're seeing this I'm dead" I started crying. Cried through the whole video, and went on Twitter (for comfort/ to see if it really was true) and cried some more. I tried watching youtube but it didn't make me feel any better so I went to bed putting Heartaches by al bowlly and read some manga. (so i pretty much cried myself to sleep). The next day I cried some more while going through Twitter and reading the messages all the CCs wrote. I went to Wattpad to see if any of the persons who wrote for him heard about the news and when I clicked on one of the books I read it put me on a page all about c!technoblade. I was pretty much on Twitter and TikTok seeing how people took the news for just any sort of comfort. Later when I went out and there was no wifi I went on Tumblr and it had an open tab that was a c! techno design and almost started to cry again. But one thing I realized was the fact that I didn't feel as bad later in the day of yesterday cause techno is no longer in pain. It still feels weird to view things about his character and imagining all the c!sbi/p things with him and my oc. Cause I tell the only reason I really got a Tumblr account was for looking at things about techno character. Whether it be his character or not I love/p this man so much and it's been a long while since I cried for somebody and it hurt me really bad but I've accepted he's gone and yes it feels weird/wrong to look at things about his character but I feel like techno wouldn't want us to stop making things about him because he cares about us and his appreciates the work we make of him. One of my biggest regrets was the fact that I never did fanart for him, I always wanted to but looking at other people's designs for him mine always never looked right. So I'm gonna try to make some fanart for him even if its to late. And one more thing to every here including you mother its ok to feel sad its ok to want to stop writing for techno, and drawing art for him out of respect. It's ok if you want to continue doing all those things above or move on to something else. Just know that technoblade never dies as long as he is in our hearts. So take as much time as you need to grieve, and try to look on the brighter side of things. Personally, it's gonna taken a while for me to view anything about techno without feeling weird, the same for others but that's ok. So I'm wishing everyone a great day-no a great life and I know we can all get through this together. (sorry if this is to long.) Also if is one post about some saying no more 4/4 sbi I'm gone-

This might be the longest ask I've ever had haha- but I agree with you completely on everything.

I've already lost 2 uncles, but because of covid, so I kind of knew how to brace the impact even if it still was pretty heart wrenching. But it's always the thought of "He's in a better place" that brings me joy

I feel like it's never too late to start making stuff about Technoblade. I know he would appreciate and love every single thing we make for him, as long as it respects his boundaries, so don't be afraid to start making stuff whenever you're ready ^^

#beeblogs #beeanswers

[sizhuibattleguqin]

continued from here [x]  @achromaticstars​

It  was  truly  not  much  of  a  home  but  the  young  man  had  done  his  best  to  make  those  in  his  care  more  comfortable. To  give  them  a  sense  of  living  as  opposed  to  just  surviving. It  had  worked  fairly  well. The  building  had  electricity--not  to  be  used  at  night  because  it  would  be  discovered  by  the  military. They  had  wifi  now,  even  if  it  was  centralized  and  only  in  their  building. They  could  leak  information  out  to  those  looking  for  lost  family  members. Looking  to  know  what  happened.

    sizhui  had  a  suit  he  used  when  he  broadcasted  it  was  a  halloween  bunny  head  from  a  costume,  and  he  wore  the  military's  own  garb,  so  as  to  better  disguise  himself. He  spoke  of  what  had  happened,  what  was  safe  to  go  to,  and  where  they  could  find  food. Never  once  outing  anyone. He  posted  videos  of  places  he  recorded. It  deserved  to  be  known,  that  too  many  good  people  died  for  something  that  the  government  had  not  taken  seriously. He  never  imagined  himself  a  vigilante--he  guessed  no  one  did  until  the  mantle  was  thrust  upon  them. 

    cheong  san  had  been  bitten  and  had  become  something  more  than  human. So  had  lan  sizhui's  uncle  ning. He  knew  that  things  like  this  were  just  another  step  in  life,  when  you  pushed  the  boundaries  of  medicine  and  science  things  like  this  could  happen. The  violet-eyed  man  had  run  numerous  tests,  he  had  decided  that  while  he  could  not  come  up  with  a  cure  he  could  come  up  with  an  injection  to  make  the  craving  lessen. His  uncle  ning  had  volunteered  to  try  it. It  had  worked  for  half  a  day  one  injection  helped  for  half  a  day,  it  wasn't  ideal  but  it  was  a  start. It  was  designed  in  the  same  way  that  the  medicine  would  reduce  the  dampening  of  the  body's  response  to  wanting  to  bite,  and  there  was  a  mild  calming  agent  within  the  injection  to  sooth  the  mind. It  wasn't  enough  to  make  them  lethargic  but  enough  to  keep  them  calmer. 

    sizhui  would  no  sooner  abandon  his  boyfriend  when  he  was  ill  than  he  would  abandon  him  now  that  he  had  become  a  hombie  the  same  with  his  uncle. 

    he  was  forever  losing  clothing  to  the  other. He  looked  cute  in  sizhui's  hoodie  anyways  and  so  he  could  forgive  it. The  question  came  in  the  dim-lit  room. His  head  leaned  back  against  a  soft  pillow,  and  the  soft  bunny  stuffed  animal  that  sizhui  had  kept  since  he  was  a  child  rested  on  his  chest. 

    "mn,"  he  said  quietly  as  he  stretched  and  turned  on  his  side  to  face  the  younger  man. "i  think  you  worry  too  much  about  hurting  others,  you've  made  leaps  and  bounds,  and  my  medicine  can  help,  i  think  that  i  can  improve  upon  it. I  will  need  to  make  a  raid  on  the  hospital  soon,  i  have  put  it  off  because  it  could  be  very  dangerous,  but  i  am  if  anything  confident  in  my  abilities,"  he  promised. He  would  do  all  the  research  before  he  would  risk  himself  or  any  of  his  team. 

    "at  least  we  know  it  hasn't  spread  too  far,"  he  said  softly. "we  could  go  anywhere...there  are  places  in  china  like  that...I  have  visited  to  meditate. Maybe  when  we  get  a  better  grasp  on  this  whole  situation  we  can  travel."  he  offered. "it  is  a  nice  dream  to  have  at  any  rate,"  he  murmured.

#V: The Dead Shall Rise #M: Cheong San #achromaticstars