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New York Style, Baby!! ROTTMNT Fanfic Recs (under 5,000 words)

Greetings, dudes and dudettes, and anyone in between! Do you enjoy good fanfic? Well, then you’ve come to the right place! As something of a collector of fics, I welcome you to peruse the many links below. Whether you’re new to the fandom and diving into the ROTTMNT fic scene for the first time, or a veteran looking for content you might have missed, my hope for this project is to point you to something you’ll enjoy!

This rec list is the first of three and focuses on ficlets in the fandom, with every one clocking in under 5,000 words. As such, all of them are also complete. Think of these as the New York Style pizza of fanfics: thin, but cheesy goodness that’s pre-sliced and ready to go when you have a killer craving, but no time to sit down. If you want to browse a little more though, feel free to check out the other lists below!

NEW YORK STYLE, BABY!! ROTTMNT FANFIC RECS (UNDER 5,000 WORDS) — You’re here!

STUFFED CRUST!! ROTTMNT FANFIC RECS (BETWEEN 5,000 AND 15,000 WORDS)

DEEP DISH!! ROTTMNT FANFIC RECS (OVER 15,000 WORDS)

If you enjoy any of these fics, make sure to reblog and spread the love! Don’t forget to check out the other works by these authors; many of them have written multiple wonderful stories not featured here that are just as good. Additionally, consider leaving the authors a comment! I’m not always the best at that myself, but fic writers work hard and deserve all the love in the world.

With that said, sit back, relax, and let’s grab a slice!

➤ ➤ ➤ PRE-SERIES

An Act of Yokai Kindness by BiographyDivider

2,834 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Splinter & The Boys

Genre: Fluff, Angst

“Okay, boys,” Lou Jistu said, kneeling down to look his gaggle of sons in the face. “What are our Topside Rules?”

“Hats on all the time,” Blue said, pulling his beanie down a little further.

“Or hoods,” Purple chimed in, scowling at his brother for forgetting that he liked a big hood, not a tight hat. Lou nodded.

“And jackets buttoned up too, right? To your chinny-chin-chins?”

A darling little fic about Splinter taking the boys on a trip to the local library—what might be their last trip, as it’s become increasingly difficult to pass them off as human. Features both Turtle Tot goodness and some absolutely on-point Splinter characterization, and is just all around wholesome.

Coming of Age, Coming to Terms by Drifting_Andromeda

4,018 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Leonardo & Splinter, Ensemble

Genre: Family Bonding, Fluff

“Huh.” Was all he said, which made Splinter chuckle.

“That’s not the reaction I was expecting.” The rat admitted.

“Really? What were you expecting?”

“Oh I don’t know, maybe some more denial? I was definitely in denial when I first realized I was attracted to men.”

Leonardo realizes something about himself on his 12th birthday, but struggles putting those feelings to words. Thankfully, his dad is there to both offer support and help him sort it out.

Cradled Close by Poppyseed20

2,903 words, 2/2 chapters

Character Focus: Splinter & Leonardo, Ensemble

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

He looked up to the ceiling. “Can you believe it, mother? Your crazy little Yoshi who ran around causing trouble… and thought his call in life was to be a stupid movie star... He’s—” He again looked down at the little one in his arms, warm tears beginning to blur his vision.

He hiccuped. “He’s a father. And he loves his babies so much. Isn’t that crazy?”

Just Splinter reflecting on fatherhood and how much he loves his sons, while he tends to a sick Leo at two different points in time. The first chapter is pre-series, while the second flashes into the present.

It’s a Lovely Evening in Your Former Home, and You Are a Horrible Rat by nimagine

2,494 words, 1/1 chapters

Character Focus: Splinter & The Boys, w/ a cameo from Marcus Moncrief

Genre: Humor, Action

“Oh, my poor rat spleen,” Splinter wheezes. He sucks in his stomach, but he still can’t get himself unstuck from the window of the second-story bathroom.

Sure, he may have recently gone from being a tortilla chip on stilts to a bowling ball on much shorter stilts, but he can’t be blamed for that. He can probably be blamed for putting all his children in a hard plastic cat backpack, though, which is contributing to his current predicament.

Splinter exhales until he’s dizzy and slithers down onto the floor like a disappointing tsuchinoko, groaning. The bathroom, like the rest of the house, is full of official Lou Jitsu merch, from shower curtains to branded toothpaste.

“Okay, that was mortifying,” he groans to the tiny turtles peering out of the cat backpack’s porthole window. “The hardest part is over. Papa will be done with his heist soon, and then you can go back to destroying the truck’s upholstery.”

Set shortly after being mutated and escaping Draxum, Splinter brings his kids along on a daring heist—robbing his own house. I about bust a gut the first time I read this, this fic captures Rise’s chaotic energy to a tee.

Trust is a Thing With a Shell (and a paintbrush) by Chaos_Breeds

2,647 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Michelangelo & his brothers

Genre: Fluff, Family Bonding

Mikey lit after his task with unparalleled joy. He traced the crevices with broad strokes, painting each scale a different color highlighting every little crack and imperfection. He was sloppy, of course, but it wasn’t too different than painting on the brick walls or the rough floors.

In fact, the hardest part was-

“Leo, quit moving!” Mikey whined, though he couldn’t stop smiling. Leo fidgeted in place again, raising one hand to cover his mouth.

“Sorry,” he giggled, muffled. “It just tickles so much!”

A story that explores both Mikey’s love of art and how perceptive he can be, as he convinces his brothers to let him paint their shells over the years. This fic is as fluffy as it is insightful, and sure to put a smile on your face.

➤ ➤ ➤ NEBULOUS TIME

brothers = den mothers by Werepirechick

3,510 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: The Brothers

Genre: Fluff, Family Bonding

“Ey! Wall breakers!” Raph bellows at the vehicle. “Who the hell are you, and what the hell do you want?”

“We really don’t have anything decent to steal, if that’s what you’re here for,” Leo adds, cupping his mouth to get his voice to carry. “Well. Donnie’s lab has some okay stuff. You can have that.”

A disgruntled green and purple head pokes around the corner of the broken wall. “Excuse you,” Donnie says irritably, “we do not offer my lab’s contents to hypothetical robbers, Leo.”

“Hey, guys!” Mikey cheers, popping out next to Donnie. He beams at them, covered in dust and band-aids. “We’re home!”

Raph and Leo welcome Donnie and Mikey home after their long adventure during the events of “Repo Mantis”, and much joy ensues. The whole of the fic is built on heartwarming sibling interactions that nail their mark.

Consequences by Chaos_Breeds

1,514 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Donatello & his brothers

Genre: Humor, Family Drama

You’re about to sneak out - because forget this, honestly, you don’t get enough overtime to be worth it - when a loud crack splits the air. Whirling around, startled and on edge, because that can’t have been-

It was.

The fourth turtle grinned from the doorway, eyes flashing white against the nighttime background. His purple armor practically glowed with something otherworldly, humming in the air around him.

And in his arms, aimed towards the ceiling, was a shotgun.

“I’m here for my brothers,” Purple announced, deadpan.

To borrow the author’s summary: ‘The one in which you’re a henchman, Donnie’s brothers have been kidnapped, and Donnie’s got a shotgun.’ Need I say more??

The Disappearance of Donatello’s Eyebrow by Monobrobe

881 words, 1/1 chapters

Character Focus: Donatello & his brothers

Genre: Humor

“Actually, Donnie, there’s something you should know…”

Donnie turned his head towards the youngest with a strained smile. “Yes, Mikey?”

Mikey pressed his fingers together sheepishly. “Leo didn’t steal your eyebrow. It left.”

Donnie’s nonexistent eyebrows (he refused to wear his mask with one AWOL) twitched. “I beg your pardon?”

One of Donnie’s eyebrows goes missing, and the cause behind it has the energy of a soap opera. This fic is pure crack, and I mean that in the best way.

family game night by Werepirechick

3,182 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: April & The Family

Genre: Humor, Family Bonding

“Soooo, Donnie raised an undead thrall, again,” April says in a slightly loud voice, getting them all back on track. “You’ve defeated multiple enemies to get to this point, have burned up your only map of the tunnel system-”

“Sorry,” Raph says sheepishly, the cleric responsible for that fireball attack which burnt up a previous enemy, who’d had the map.

“-and unless you rescue the mayor’s wife and return the Stone of Spring to the village, you’ll probs never be allowed in this hood ever again. Whatcha gonna do, boys?”

The gang plays D&D! It’s impressively unhinged, and how they got as far in their campaign as they did is anyone’s guess. An absolute riot.

Five Thousand Pieces Jupiter Jim Movie Poster Jigsaw Puzzle by ReptileRuler

2,753 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Raphael & Donatello, w/ Leonardo

Genre: Family Bonding

“Sure!” Leo said, “Tell on us to Raph! We still didn’t take your stupid puzzle!”

Donnie’s eyebrows drew together. “We’ll see about that…”

He backed away with his weapon still pointed at a very annoyed Leonardo. As soon at he was out of sight, Donnie turned and rushed to Raph’s room.

“Raph! Leo stole my puzzle box and he won’t give it ba-“

Donnie froze. Raph froze, too, sitting on his floor, with approximately five thousand puzzle pieces strewn around him in a big mess.

“I can explain!”

Donnie teaches Raph all the tips and tricks to solving a jigsaw puzzle, and then they stay up all night working on it together. A sweet fic that makes you look at Raph as more than just the brawn, as well as showcases Donnie’s softer side.

Hermano de Mierda by BiographyDivider

2,788 words, 1/1 chapters

Character Focus: Donatello & Leonardo, Donatello & Michelangelo

Genre: Family Drama, Family Bonding

“Get some sleep,” he said, palming the top of Mikey’s head. “You know Raph’ll have us up for training at seven.”

“You’re gonna make up with Leo too, right?”

“Right…right.”

He would, probably without ever bringing the fight up again. Leo would just hand him a video game controller, or bring up some old in-joke they had, and that would be that.

“Sleep well, little brother.”

“Nighty night. Donnie?”

“Hm?”

“You’re not a shitty brother.”

After a squabble with Leo, Donnie gets stuck on being called a selfish weirdo, and sets to prove his brother wrong. Features some subtle, but thoughtful introspection into Donnie’s character, and a truly adorable moment of him doting on his baby brother. The resolution is also pitch perfect.

High Expectations by McGoogleheim

4,114 words, 1/1 chapters

Character Focus: Donatello & his brothers

Genre: Family Bonding, Hurt/Comfort

"Oof, back of the line," Leo patted Donnie's shoulder. "Sorry, bud."

"Are you kidding?" Donnie beamed. "With nobody behind me, I'll have all the time I want with Atomic Lass!"

"You sure you're gonna be ok here by yourself?" asked Raph, tucking his space helmet under his arm. "Cuz we could wait with you—"

"Affirmative. Now go! Shoo shoo! I'll be finished faster than the half-life of Ununtrium!" Donnie waved off his bros, teeming with excitement. He watched the fans climb onto the other autograph stages, where they shook hands and snapped photos with their favorite artists and performers. Soon, that would be him and Atomic Lass; the very thought of it made Donnie absolutely jazzed!

When a meet-and-greet with Atomic Lass’ actress goes poorly (to put it lightly), it’s up to Donnie’s brothers to cheer him up. Seeing Donnie get so excited just for it all to come crashing down is a genuine ouch, which makes the way his brothers show how much they care about him all the more heartwarming.

To Carry You Home by McGoogleheim

1,503 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Raphael & his brothers

Genre: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

"Hey! He's waking up!" Mikey called over his shoulder, "Raph? Can you hear me? Blink once for 'yes' and twice for 'no'!"

Raph could've sworn his eyes crossed before he managed to blink slowly in response, "Ugh... how're you guyss s-standin' on the ceiling like that?" He slurred, dazed yet impressed with their latest ninja ability.

"Well, for starters, we aren't on the ceiling," Donnie informed, "You are upside down."

A role-swap, of sorts. Raph is always carrying around his brothers, so the author gives them a turn to carry Raph. Just some old-fashioned, big brother gets a turn to be mother-henned goodness.

➤ ➤ ➤ SEASON 2 (SET DURING OR AFTER)

Crumbling Cardboard Box by Drifting_Andromeda

3,061 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Michelangelo & Leonardo (Mikey-centric), Ensemble

Genre: Hurt/Comfort (of the emotional variety)

For the first two weeks his plan was working well, then all of a sudden it wasn’t.

He was unsure if the dread and anxiety had been building and he hadn’t noticed or if one nightmare on a Tuesday night jolted his senses when he woke up. Either way, he was now battling with his own negative emotions.

Everyone was so worried about a million other things though, so he did his best to deal with it himself. A bit hypocritical, considering how preachy he had been to his other family members about sharing their own emotions and asking others for help, but he was Dr. Feelings! He could handle this on his own.

In the meantime he continued to cook and hug and make sure everyone else was feeling better than he did.

In the aftermath of Shredder’s attack, Michelangelo struggles with moving pains. This comes to a head when the family finally gets a chance to go back to their old lair to see what’s salvageable. Some gentle hurt/comfort, for when things aren’t okay but will be—eventually.

Letter of Recommendation by swordfright

4,311 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Draxum & Michelangelo, Draxum & Splinter

Genre: Humor, Fluff

“What?! Baron, c’mon, this is no joke! If you don’t pay your rent, you’ll be back on the streets!” He shook a green limb one final time for emphasis. “The mean streets of the city!”

Draxum raised one eyebrow. It was an impressive skill, even by warrior scientist standards. “I have already paid the humans their paltry tithe.”

Michelangelo facepalmed. “No, dude, the rent is due every month. You gotta keep paying it.”

At that, Draxum felt the familiar sting of incredulity. “What, over and over again with no end in sight?”

Michelangelo gave him a thumbs-up sign. “Welcome to capitalism, babeyy.”

Draxum clenched his fist in defiance and fury. “I see…” he rumbled, “...we live in a society.”

“Nah,” said Michaelangelo, cheer recovered. “You live in a society. I live in a sewer.”

Oh Draxum, my beloved. I have a soft spot for reformed goatman, and this fic helped scratch the itch. Set between “Repairin’ the Baron” and “Mystery Meat”, Mikey helps Draxum craft a resume in a plot that could be ripped straight from the show, and their banter is perfect—as is Splinter’s indignation when he’s called in as a reference. If you’re looking for a good time, you’ll find one here.

playtime by mad_and_thick_as_thieves

2,707 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Donatello & Leonardo, Ensemble

Genre: Horror, Crossover

Mommy's arm stretches, not once letting the Leo puppet go but lowering him down enough to meet their eyes. This close, the wooden carving and glossy sheen are clear. It's not Leo, not quite. But—

“Obey the rules,” he says darkly. Still smiling. Staring into Donnie. “Or we'll tear you apart and eat your insides. While you're still alive.”

And then they're gone, giggling manically into the shadows.

Donnie makes a vow.

The pink bitch dies.

The turtles walk into an abandoned toy factory from hell, and Donnie’s on a mission to save his brother. This is a light crossover, but you don’t need any knowledge of the other series (Poppy Playtime) to enjoy it. In fact, I’d say not knowing even adds to the horrific ambiance; not knowing anything about the villain used from it only made her more terrifying to me. Puppet!Leo is also delightfully creepy.

Sweet Sixteen by JustAndrea

1,961 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Raphael & Splinter, Ensemble

Genre: Fluff, Family Bonding

“Hm? Oh yes yes, I’m fine... So, how are you feeling, my son?” Splinter asked, “Sixteen is a pretty big milestone, after all.”

“Heh, I’m good. ...Honestly, it doesn’t feel all that different from fifteen” Raph replied. Thinking about it, he added, “Maybe ‘cause a bunch of stuff has already happened in the past year?” He was now officially a year older, yeah, but it felt like he had already done plenty of changing and growing before then.

Who would’ve thought that he would be given mystic weapons (and later mystic powers), learn about his dad’s past, take down several city-ending threats, meet the spirits of his ancestors, and become a hero alongside his family and friends all before his next birthday? That whole situation was... pretty crazy to think about. Amazing, yeah, but definitely still crazy. In that sense, maybe a more normal and lowkey birthday was just what he needed.

Just a sweet moment of reflection, as Raph celebrates his birthday and spends some quality time with his father. Set post-the Season 2 finale.

what’s left of the candle without its ends by catatonicatnap

3,210 words, 2/2 chapters

Character Focus: Michelangelo & Leonardo

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Family Bonding

There is nothing, absolutely nothing, Mikey would like less than to draw right now. But he needs it. Needs the pen, needs the paper, needs to make something. Needs to make. Needs to make sure he still can.

Just draw, he wills himself. Just do something, you’ll warm up, and the rest will come easy like it always does.

But every time he puts pencil to paper and starts scribbling, it comes out stiff, and unfeeling, and a shadow of the work he did at the lair— the work he’s never going to see again, not ever, because it’s gone.

Mikey goes through artistic burnout, and Leo helps him work through it. Just a little bit of angst perfectly balanced by brotherly support, and a great exploration of the creative process.

➤ ➤ ➤ POST-MOVIE

breaking free from the bindweed by catdragon13873

1,503 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Raphael & Leonardo (Raph-centric)

Genre: Character Study, Horror

It is good, the creature knows, to be Kraang.

There is no conflict, no struggle, no search for identity or meaning outside of being Kraang. The creature is Kraang and its family is the Kraang (no they aren’t) and its sole purpose is to protect and serve (no it isn’t) and kill for (they’re not my family) and die for (not for them never for them) its family (they are not my family my family is not them) the Kraang.

An exploration of Raph’s time as a Krang enforcer, and how he comes back from it. The events are all from the movie, but reframed through Raph’s perspective as he’s being controlled and it’s a nice study of his character.

conjoined at the heart by mad_and_thick_as_thieves

1,746 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Donatello & Leonardo

Genre: Character Study, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

There's a popular myth that twins are 'linked' from conception to death. They can read each other's minds, feel the other's pain etcetera, which is all bullshit. Leo, again, had insisted otherwise until Donnie had tested that theory with the business end of his staff against Leo's skull. He hadn't brought it up again after that.

Then Leo disappears through a portal in the sky.

And Donnie feels him leave.

A small collection of snippets throughout Leo and Donnie’s lives over the years, as the latter reflects on the benefits and drawbacks of being twins. Fluffy and bittersweet all at once, with a happy ending.

for what it’s worth, it was worth all the while by taizi

2,594 words, 2/2 chapters

Character Focus: Raphael & Casey, Ensemble

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Family Bonding

The people that Casey loved were real. They raised him, and risked everything to save him—to send him back to a better, brighter place. And he carried their hope and determination with him every step of the way here. Now he can put all of that down, but that just leaves him with nothing but his empty hands.

Raphael has cried a lot today already, but this just about sends him over the edge all over again.

Set immediately after the business on Staten Island, the family drives home and Raph looks after a too-quiet Casey. A lot of tender family moments ensue, and the author has a great grasp on everyone’s voices as the rest of the family flits around in the background.

hug me! (bring it in!) by odachi

4,186 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Leonardo & Donatello

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

With everything that’s happened recently, the invasion, saving the world, almost dying, Leo has become more and more aware of how little he hangs around Donnie, just the two of them. With the knowledge that Donnie died in Casey’s future, that he lost his twin, it hits him hard. Especially in the middle of the night, when his thoughts can linger and his mind can spiral into an endless torrent of misery.

Leo doesn’t know what to do with that knowledge. Leo doesn’t know what to do anymore, besides set it aside and hope, pray to whatever God there may be that he doesn’t conjure up any more unnecessary images that will haunt his dreams.

Donnie has withdrawn somewhat since the invasion. Leo’s love language is physical affection, and he misses spending time with him. They have a hear-to-heart and are there for each other, and I am so soft for this fic.

I Didn’t Vote For You by SibillaScribbles08

3,421 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Donatello & Leonardo, Donatello & Raphael

Genre: Family Drama

“Hey, D?” His big brother leaned in close. “Thanks for always believing in me.”

Donatello pressed his lips together, forcing the tears back into his eyes.

“Seriously, thanks.” Raph continued. “You’re right, I did always want to do this hero thing, and I insisted on dragging the rest of you into it. That entire time I kept questioning it. Like, was I really cut out for this? As a big brother I was always in charge of you three, but it’s so much different when you get out there. I was never good at coming up with plans, or thinking logically or—”

“You’re not stupid.” Donatello interrupted and finally looked at Raph. “Maybe you aren’t good with math, or physics, but who cares? You’re smart about the stuff that matters.”

Donnie has a problem with Leo’s leadership—or is it so simple? An exploration on love, loyalty, and change.

lined with gold by mad_and_thick_as_thieves

2,836 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Raphael & Leonardo

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

The funny thing is, Raph barely remembers.

He has... feelings of the time he'd spent as a zombified slave, intents and ideals fed into him like sludge through a straw—the Krang are superior, you are the proof of our might, you will serve us well, squash them, kill it, kill him, KILL HIM—

(He thinks, sometimes, he can still hear it; the sweet nothings of violence the Krang had promised, a seat by the throne built over the bodies of millions, the corpses of his family.)

His left eye saw flashes of what his body was doing, moving to the whim of another, smashing and slicing without restraint, but nothing concrete.

Not until he had Leo struggling to speak, to breathe with his hand (tentacle) wrapped around his throat.

That part is crystal clear.

Weeks after the invasion, Raph and Leo finally talk things out. If you came out of the movie loving it but wishing the writers had given us a little more resolution between the two of them, this fic is a must-read that pulls on the heartstrings and absolutely delivers on the emotional catharsis.

Love Bites by ashtreelane

2,544 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Raphael & his brothers

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

One of Raph's quirks, one he had never deeply considered, as second nature as it was, was biting.

Whenever he’d become so overwhelmed with affection for his family that he felt like it was going to get too big for his body, he’d clamp down on the closest available body part, squeezing enough for his family to feel the pressure of it, but never enough to break their skin. Never enough to actually hurt them. It’s just something that Raph did. A quirk that no one even blinks at anymore.

So yeah. It’s a harmless quirk, Raph’s affectionate biting.

Until now.

Raph finds out snapping alligator turtles can exhibit cannibalistic behavior, and worries about hurting his brothers. Luckily, they’re there to reassure him that’ll never happen.

Raise A Glass To The Four of Us by BiographyDivider

4,332 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Leonardo & his brothers

Genre: Family Bonding

“Ah but wait a second Leo I didn’t tell you about the game!!” Donnie blurted out.

Leo stopped. “Game?” he asked, looking back over his shoulder.

“Yes, uh – yes yes yes, the game,” Donnie babbled, lunging at the PopMeister and grabbing a bottle to gesture with. “The game we can’t play without you. The rules…are…that we each make a soda for another member of the team. A bespoke drink, catered to their exact specifications – flavours, carbonation level, whatever you feel like your team partner would prefer. We, uh – yes, we mark them out of ten. Whoever makes the highest graded soda wins!”

He beamed at his brother – too widely to be real, a bead of sweat already forming at his temple. Raph and Mikey looked between the two of them, gaze ping-ponging back and forth, breath held tight in their chests. Leo turned.

“One game,” he bargained, walking back towards Donnie, prodding his finger in his brother’s chest. “One, okay?”

After the invasion, Leo pushes himself to become a more serious leader. The rest of the turtles just want their brother back, though, and resort to desperate measures to get him to spend some quality time with them again. A light-hearted fic about the road to recovery.

someone just as inspiring by mad_and_thick_as_thieves

2,412 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Casey & Leonardo (Casey-centric), Ensemble

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

He excuses himself after several helpings of Mikey and April's delicious pies, shutting himself in the room he's sharing with Raph and Leo. He flops onto his sleeping bag and stares at the ceiling fan. The sunset filters through the window in shades of vibrant red and gold, bathing the room in its warmth and Casey with it.

He's too angry to enjoy it, and that only pisses him off more.

Damn it, why can't he stop thinking? His future (past? Present? Freaking time travel) is gone. The Krang are gone, defeated, and the Key is safely hidden. Everything Casey had feared and despised is gone, replaced with the warmth, love and care of everyone he knew and everyone he never had the chance to meet. He has a family, a life, a second chance.

But he had a family before, too.

The family takes a well-earned reprieve and go up to April’s farmhouse, and not having to fight for his life 24/7 for the first time gives Casey a chance to come to term with his emotions—grief most of all. Leo is there for him. A fic about families, old and new.

sometimes I can still hear his voice by catatonicatnap

2,320 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Casey & Everyone, Casey & Leonardo, Ensemble

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

“We heard everything,” Master Splinter tells him. “You have— the key?”

Casey nods. Everything, they heard everything, they— they know—

“I killed him, Master Splinter,” Casey chokes, throat raw, and lifts his head from April’s shoulder. “I— he’s gone — he ordered me to and— and I shut him in— I’m so, so sorry.” He holds out the sword to Master Splinter. “This was— Here. He— he dropped this, and— you should have it. It’s yours.”

Master Splinter reaches out both hands and takes the sword reverently. He seems so impossibly old.

Missing scene between the victory at Staten Island and the end of the movie; Leo might have been saved by his brothers, but the rest of the family are still out of the loop and Casey’s drowning in guilt. Angst with a happy ending, delivered in Rise’s true chaotic fashion.

To Bridge a Canyon of Your Own Design by SibillaScribbles08

3,211 words, 1/1 chapters

Character Focus: Splinter & Donatello, Ensemble

Genre: Character Study, Family Drama

The sigh Donnie let out was so long, so tired. “Dad, I know what you’re doing.”

Splinter bit his cheek. “What do you mean?”

“This whole… thing.” He waved a hand around. “Reading to us, skateboarding, training, painting… like what? Did Leo almost dying make you realize how distant you’ve been lately?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Yes?”

Donatello glared at him and pulled his goggles back over his eyes.

Splinter sighed. “Donatello, I’m not sure what you want me to say.”

“I want you to just go back to normal.” His son snapped. “You don’t have to… pretend to care about all this stuff. It just hurts more when I know it’s not genuine.”

Splinter’s not immune to trauma leftover from the thwarted Krang invasion. After realizing how close he came to losing his boys, Splinter strives to be a better father and close the distance between them, but with Donatello, is it too little too late? A reflection on the struggles of fatherhood and strained relationships, and the importance of making an effort anyways.

Won’t Quit on You (Don’t Quit On Me) by GibbousLunation

4,650 words, 1/1 chapters

Character Focus: Michelangelo & Leonardo, Michelangelo & Donatello, Raphael & Leonardo

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Family Drama, Character Study

“I’m not-” he doesn’t know what he’s not. Not going back down? Not being dangerous? “I’m not angry.” Oh, he thinks. He hadn’t really meant to say that, it doesn’t feel quite true either.

Don sits beside him, not looking at him which is nice. Donnie doesn’t like emotional stuff but he’s still always there, just to make sure they don’t feel like they’re dealing with it alone. It’s so sweet, his brothers are the sweetest. He’s so mad at them, he realizes. He’s furious.

“It’s okay to be angry,” Don says half on an exhale. “If you are, anyways.”

He’s not, but he’s also livid. He’s shaking with it but he’s sad. The big bright things in his chest are clattering stars and they’re making riptides of gravity wells and mini apocalypses. There’s too much noise in there, it’s impossible to pin down or think around.

Leo nearly sacrificed everything for his brothers, and Mikey’s not okay with that actually. The exploration of Mikey’s anger and hurt is expertly done, and nails the whole quiet fragility that can sometimes come after a traumatic experience. Very well done; very bittersweet.

Wretched and Sublime by WhatTheVoid

3,062 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Donatello

Genre: Angst, Character Study

It’s a nanosecond of pure nothing. No sensations, no sight, no sound, no touch, taste, smells, nothing. It should hardly register as a period of existence but it slams into Donnie’s mind with an ugly ferocity, a horrid split second of not being anything, of ceasing to be at all in a way his analytical brain cannot comprehend.

And then, quite suddenly, he is everything.

Donatello struggles with the aftermath of having been fused to the Technodrome; it’s putting it lightly to say he doesn’t like the way it makes him feel about himself. This fic is all hurt, no comfort, but it’s a fascinating bit of character introspection.

➤ ➤ ➤ APOCALYPSE TIMELINE

childhood and the apocalypse by starlight_artemis

3,874 words, 5/5 chapters

Character Focus: Casey & Cassandra, Casey & Family

Genre: Fluff, Angst

"Get back here, young man—"

Something rushes past her and she hears a thump as it slides on the floor and under the bed. Cassandra looks up from the map she's studying as Donnie walks into the room, one of his eyebrows twitching. He immediately zeroes in on her.

"Jones, where's the child?"

She puts the map down. "Why?"

Donnie lets out an impatient sigh, fingers tapping against his thigh as he looks over and around the furniture.

"He took a small prototype for Shelldon's pocket size upgrade and then took off like the little demon spawn he is." The soft shell explains briefly, looking at her accusingly as if the whole situation were her fault. Cassandra smirks.

"My kid would never."

Snippets of Casey’s life growing up in the apocalypse, in one of the very few fluffy fics out there for the fandom during this period. Believe me when I say the hurt’s definitely still there, though.

i’ll be your detonator by bigdamnher0

4,031 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Michelangelo & Leonardo (Mikey-centric), Ensemble

Genre: Angst, Character Study

Mikey sighed. "Listen, Case. I’m not Leo. Wanna tag along on this field trip—fine. I won’t stop you. But that one?” Mikey licked his lips. Widened the mirror so Casey could get a glimpse. “That one’s mine, capiche?”

Casey was a second too late—rule number 4: always assume there's more; he kept forgetting that one—as another Kraang speared its body between them, some half-alien, half-machine horror. Mikey’s face remained unchanged. He flicked his free wrist once, and chains snaked around the Kraang’s hissing face, its torso writhing as muscle and cable alike bulged out.

We spoiled the hell out of him, 'specially Raph—the things he got away with, Case, I swear, like one time—but that's the baby brother, you know? It's in the baby brother contract. He could doom the world with his freaky mystic stuff—Leo gripped an invisible ball in his hands and squeezed—and it'll be just another Tuesday . . .

Finally, Casey found his voice, which cracked wonderfully down the middle. “We shouldn't—Leonardo-sensei said not to go alone." Chains tightened. The Kraang made a panicked bleat. "It’s dangerous to engage without—”

“Tell Leonardo-sensei,” Mikey said, the weight in his eyes sharpening into a spearpoint, a wild throw, “finder’s keepers.”

His fist closed. POP! Leo was saying, booping a young Casey’s nose.

A dark, but fascinating take on Leo and Mikey’s relationship in the bad timeline, and how the death of their brothers may have fractured it. Grief can do terrible things to people, and seeing the way it warps Mikey and turns his best qualities into his worst is deeply gripping.

If you like this one, consider following it up with its companion piece in prodigal at your door, a follow-up touching on Leo’s side of things!

love and grief go hand in hand by starlight_artemis

1,086 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Leonardo & April

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

He slams his fist against the wall and it cracks at the impact, bones crunching painfully. He doesn't even wince, and a growl escapes from deep in his throat.

"He's dead! Is that what you want me to say? Because that's all there is to say: Raph is fucking dead. You know that, I know that, we all know that. He isn’t with us anymore, he’s just—"

Gone.

She watches him unravel, the invisible tear in her chest aching.

Leo—

"So why—" his voice cracks to a whisper and he looks at her with such loss that her heart breaks. The fight and the anger leave his body as if they've been sucked out by grief. "So why can't I cry?"

April confronts Leo on how he’s been closing himself off since Raph’s death. We all cry for it.

tried to raise you right by Sroloc_Elbisivni

2,831 words, 1/1 chapter

Character Focus: Leonardo & Cassandra & Raphael & Casey, Ensemble

Genre: Angst, Family Bonding

The two of them are roasting rats over the fire—one of Splinter’s old recipes, in fact—when Casey says “Hey. Asshole. If anything happens to me, you’re godfather.”

Leonardo, preoccupied with looking over Kraang patrol patterns, grunts an affirmative. And then the words penetrate all the way and he almost drops the map into the flames.

“I’m what? You’re WHAT?”

“Whozzat?” Raph demands, lurching up from where he’d been dozing against the wall. “Who’s dying?”

“No one’s dying,” Leonardo says, still staring at Casey and her evil gremlin grin that says she knew exactly how much this would fuck with him and is living for it. “The opposite, I think?”

“What?” Raph adjusts his eyepatch to squint at him. “What do you mean, the opposite?”

“Casey’s pregnant,” Leo says and he’s still kind of waiting for Casey to laugh and call him a sucker because ha ha what the fuck.

This fic follows Leo in the bad future, starting from when Cassandra announces her pregnancy and to the bitter end. Everyone gets a bit of well-done screentime, but the fic is particularly focused on Leo, Cassandra, Raph, and little Casey, and how the bond between all four of them changes over time—something stronger than blood and deceptively fragile in the face of time, but never broken. You are not alone.

Posted: 10/25/2022

#rottmnt #rottmnt fic #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #fanfic recs #the other two lists will be out as soon as I finish formatting them!

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i just started watching turkish dramas a few months ago and the first one I fell in love with and watched all the way through (well the first season) was vatanim sensin....ive started a few others but often got annoyed at the characters a few episodes in especially when it's been a light hearted rom com like erkenci kus. The next one i completed was siyah beyaz ask and honestly it's one of the best shows I've ever watched...the chemistry between the two leads was so breath-taking and now I'm just worried that my standards are too high bc I've been comparing every drama i watch to it 😭 ...please can you recommend your top 5 (preferably romance/drama/historical)?

It's been a while since I've posted but med school has genuinely been a rollercoaster ride this year so sorry for the long hiatus. I recently watched Vatanim Sensin and absolutely loved it too (will definitely consider writing a review soon!) but as you all know, Siyah Beyaz Ask has my whole heart. As such, I completely agree with you when I say that it is the sole reason I have so many partially finished dizis. That dizi raised my standards so much so that I'd often get frustrated and stop watching dizis half-way through.

With regards to watching light-hearted romcom dizis, often the biggest problem is that the viewers have to be in the right mood for them. It's quite difficult to enjoy a more comic-heavy romcom dizi when you're craving some mystery or drama. As toxic as it may sound, I do enjoy a little mafia action here and there to spice up the dizi. Anyway, here are the top 5 dizis (in order of preference) that I genuinely continue rewatching to this day:

Hercai – This is one of my absolute favourite shows and one that almost managed to satisfy my post-Siya-Beyaz-Ask depression. It's the perfect mix of drama, mystery, romance and comedy. The two actors have explosive chemistry on screen and are both honestly just so pretty. It helps that every shot is beautifully planned and aesthetically pleasing. However, do keep in mind that this is a very intense dizi mainly based around 'family drama' and involves a lot of violence so the comedy is kept to a bare minimum. Now while it isn't a historical dizi, the locations and general attitudes are very conservative and traditional so there is a somewhat 'period drama' feel.

Son Yaz – This mafia drama is honestly one of the most wholesome dizis I've seen in a while. While the dizi is mainly a romantic drama, there is a light-hearted comedy aspect within every episode and the two actors have electric chemistry. However, in my opinion, what makes this show is the heartwarming father-son bond between Selim and Akgun. What I love most about this dizi is that it's very mature and doesn't conform to the common trope of 'there's no me without you'. It addresses the toxic aspects of love and isn't afraid of separating the main couple in order for Akgun and Yagmur to work on themselves before focusing on their relationship.

Sen Cal Kapimi – This is probably the most light-hearted dizi out of all these recommended dizis but the actors genuinely had amazing chemistry and looked fantastic together. Personally, Eda Yildiz is one of my favourite female leads out of all the dizis I've watched since she has the courage and confidence to stand tall independently and is never ashamed of her social/financial status. One of my least favourite characteristics is a lead that despises/is embarrassed of being 'poor' or 'uncool' but this dizi completely avoids falling into that pattern. While it does follow the 'memory loss' and 'impending death' tropes, they are never too dragged out so the dizi doesn't lose it's magic. I am a strong supporter of couples that improve one another and that is exactly what this couple does. Both Eda and Serkan, while individually seem content and (for lack of a better word) 'perfect', the audience get to peek beneath the surface to understand the deeper wounds each individual has. We get to watch them each grow and overcome their past traumas to become better versions of themselves. This dizi does involve some family drama but it's never really an integral part of the storyline.

Fazilet Hanim Ve Kizlari – This is, once again, a romantic drama centred around family drama and secrets. It is, however, honestly one of the most well-written dizis as it manages to handle creating two main love interests that somehow both seem equally likely to end up with the lead female so keeps the viewers guessing. My only qualm with dizis that involve family secrets is the numerous frustrating 'near-reveals' the writers love to include as it made certain aspects of the dizi feel overly exaggerated. In my opinion, while both Yagiz and Sinan had plenty of chemistry with Hazan, it wasn't as instantaneous or obvious as the other couples in any of the recommended dizis so it may take some time to warm up to them. However, I'm a sucker for tortured star-crossed lover storylines that end in happily ever afters so this dizi was right up my alley.

Elimi Birakma – This is a slightly more light-hearted romcom drama and centres around the topic of family inheritance. While I don't particularly like the 'miscommunication' or 'misinterpreted situation' tropes, this dizi manages to pull it off in a tasteful way. Cenk never truly steps out of line or does anything completely irreversible when he misunderstands Azra but still follows the standard sequence of patterns: distancing, arguing and being unwillingly in love. Unlike most dizis, this one highlighted the respect the couple had for each other. They were willing to respect one another's wishes and diverged from the common scenario where individuals make decisions for the couple as a whole. As a side note, one of my pet peeves is the dizi 'villains' getting away with everything until the very end (which this dizi happens to do) but that's just a personal preference.

I hope this helps you. Good luck finding the perfect fit!

#hercai #son yaz #fazilet hanim ve kizlari #elimi birakma #sen cal kapimi #ask me anything

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irondad-defensesquad · 1 year

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(not posting this on my main for reasons)

not sure if anyone here watches the owl house, but there's a circle in the fandom rlly dedicated to a father figure + teenager dynamic, which is darius and hunter. darius at first was annoyed by hunter, but eventually he shows that he cares about the boy, even helping hunter socialize online. sadly, that's the only direct interaction they have until now, but some bits here and there still count.

despite that, these fans rlly like them bonding as father and son, so you'll see a lot of wholesome familial content on tumblr. it's very sweet :)

it's funny though, this... phenomenon. fans dedicating content for a father-son relationship (with characters not being related) that doesn't have a lot of canon lore... it's very common from what i've seen. and that's great! i love seeing all the platonic, familial works out there. even fandoms i'm not in, i appreciate them. keep it up, y'all!

#lotus speaks #irondad

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Kings of Summer (2013) Review

“Hey Joe? Did you know we’ve been walking for half a mile? I can tell by how much we’ve bonded.” - Biaggio

“He took the Monopoly, too. As a way to spite me.” - Frank Toy

Hey gang, wow. It’s been like... eight months since I was here last. Still no Northman review in the works. To be honest I sort of forgot I had this account. I started grad school in January, so my other passion projects sort of went out the window.

Instead of reviewing a movie that anyone remembers or is in theatres, I’m going to review/break down one of my favourites - Kings of Summer. I don’t think that many people know this one. It was Nick Robinson pre-Love Simon. I have endless love for this film. It feels like a warm hug. Every time I need to bring myself back to reality or chill the hell out, I watch this film. Considering the whole grad school thing, it’s likely I’ll need to watch it again pretty soon.

The movie follows three teenagers who are frustrated with their families and decide to build a house in the woods to escape them for a summer. It’s a coming of age story about navigating relationships, self-discovery and growing up. Sounds simple enough, right? But this film is so much more than a typical attempt at engaging a teenage audience. In addition to the coming of age element, it’s also a look at a father/son relationship that’s on the rocks, as they tend to be when you’re 15. I really believe it has something for everyone, it is so funny and so wholesome.

The cast is “star-studded” in the best way. Nick Robinson (as mentioned), Alison Brie, Nick Offerman, Megan Mullally, Moises Arias (maybe better known as Rico from Hannah Montanna), Lilli Reinhart (Riverdale), Erin Moriarty (The Boys), Marc Evan Jackson (Kevin from B99), Eugene Cordero, and Hannibal Buress and Kumail Nanjiani in smaller roles, among others. All of the adult actors are pretty established in comedy, and bring really interesting depth to the characters they embody.

The soundtrack is fantastic. Like I could not think of better music for a coming of age movie. I regularly listen to it while studying or writing papers. ( https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2c86gY4Ehvpngyxx8LwnTX?si=c2f2381ee3c2468f for anyone interested).

The art direction is phenomenal as well. This movie is very close to Arrival in that watching it feels like taking a breath of fresh air. There are so many shots that seem to place you into a cool summer evening in the woods. They remind me so much of the summers of my childhood, where I’d be out before noon and come home as the streetlights turned on.

And it is funny. The humour is very much typical of Nick Offerman, paired with capitalizing on tension and awkwardness among all the characters. It gives me a little secondhand embarrassment, but some of the most effective humour is within the scenes you sort of wish would just end.

So, clearly I’m already biased to this film. It’s in my top five movies of all time, if that says anything.

From here on is more of an analysis, so spoilers inbound:

I’m going to organize the content of this movie into two sections - one which will follow the standard three-act play, and the other which I will affectionately label “fuck around and find out”.

Before we start, some general character sketches of everyone so I don’t have to go through the entire synopsis.

Joe Toy: Fantastical thinker, head-in-the-clouds-syndrome. Rebellious, sort of petulant, and at least in the beginning expects to be able to do whatever he wants just because he wants to. Bottom line, he’s a selfish teenager.

Patrick Keeney: Joe’s best friend. Cautious - a total reflection of his household. Patrick is caught between wanting to make Joe happy, his realistic thinking, and figuring out who he wants to be in relation to those around him.

Biaggio: A-grade comic relief. Awkward, a little strange, but very loyal. We don’t hear anything about Biaggio’s family until the last 30 minutes of the movie. We don’t find out if they anticipated his disappearance or not since he seems to trust his father, but at the very least they were not worried that he’d gone missing. We can only imagine the kind of household he lives in considering his personality and the relative ease with which he returns after being gone for three and a half weeks.

Kelly: Joe’s love interest. Clearly has her own shit going on. She opens with a boyfriend who is visibly a lot older than she is, and is working a job where she has to deal with idiots constantly. Kelly needs someone who is kind to her and treats her like a person, which is 100% not Joe for like 95% of the movie, which is probably why she ends up with Patrick.

Frank Toy: Joe’s dad, widower, typical Nick Offerman character. Headstrong and combative. Not bad, just lonely and punishing others for it.

Mr and Ms. Keeney: overbearing helicopter parents who love their son a whole lot, despite how in his business they are.

Heather: Joe’s older sister. Must be somewhat similar to her mother, based on the way that Frank describes their mother as being someone who just “let Joe be”. She’s a sort of voice of reason, but is also fed up with her father’s antics. She’s the quintessential “sibling who got out of the oppressive household” character. Often a catalyst for Frank’s realizations.

And with that, I will break down the acts and the things that I noticed. This is mostly a commentary on how the acts set one another up, and the ways they transition between one another.

Act 1: The transitions between acts are marked with the song “The Pipe”. The first time we hear this song is prior to the director giving us the first shot - it plays, and eventually opens on Joe (Nick Robinson), Patrick (Gabriel Basso) and Biaggio (Moises Arias) in what we will later learn is a flash-forward. They’re in-sync, hammering on a pipe in the middle of the woods. As any film major will say, the opening scene is always the most important of the movie. It sets up the entire rest of the film. This shot gives us an important look into their dynamic - Biaggio dancing, and Patrick and Joe complementing one another’s beats on the pipe. In this scene, they are still youthful. We then jump to “one month earlier”, with Joe in the shower dreaming about Kelly (Erin Moriarty), and Frank (Nick Offerman) pounding on the bathroom door, “you’ve been in there for fifty four, no, fifty five minutes!”. From these scenes we know several things - 1) Patrick and Joe are the best friends of the group, Biaggio is adding his very particular flare to the dynamic, 2) Kelly is Joe’s love interest, 3) Joe and Frank are at complete odds with one another. In act 1, we’re at the beginning of our character’s arcs. Joe is rebelling against his father, Frank is bringing down the hammer on his son, Patrick wants to get away from his helicopter parents, and... well, we don’t know much about Biaggio. It’s Biaggio and Joe who initially discover the clearing in the woods where they’ll build the house, and so the plan is hatched.

The crucial parts we learn in Act 1 are all the things that motivate the change which takes place in Act 2. The art direction here is more simplistic, since we’re just setting up the characters. Much of it is reflected between the beginning and ends of the narratives with the characters external to Joe; Biaggio is the first to find the clearing where they build the house, as they walk in darkness after escaping the beach party. Biaggio is conversely the last to leave, also under the cover of darkness. Patrick stumbles into the clearing with the two of them the following day, unsure of the plan, and is the one to tear a hole in the wall of the house they built together. I’m sensing metaphors all around...

Act 2: The second time we hear “The Pipe” it shepherds in Act 2. It comes after a scene with the parents of Patrick and Joe check a greyhound bus for evidence of where their children have gone, and find their phones and a single Monopoly piece. Frank’s Monopoly piece. The scene ends with Frank saying, “he’s taunting me,”. Act 2 begins with, of course, “The Pipe”. Now in the present, we return to Patrick, Joe and Biaggio at the pipe in the woods, followed by Joe’s speech about “being men and answering to no one”. This, of course, will be the catalyst to all of Joe’s character development.

The art direction begins to take on a warmer tone leading up to Act 2. The boys have broken out - they’re free, they’re having fun. There are multiple shots of the scenery, of the sunlight coming through the leaves of the trees - this is the part that really speaks to my childhood.

Act 3: Act 3 begins again with “The Pipe”, but this time we don’t see Patrick, Joe and Biaggio. The music starts after Kelly brings Frank to the hideout in the woods, and Biaggio shows up to try and redirect the attention of a copperhead that has backed Joe and Kelly into a corner. This is where we somewhat of a resolution to Joe’s struggle with his father, when they begin to work together as a team. There’s as much of a heart-to-heart as you can get between them.

Leading up to Act 3, after Joe kicks Patrick, Kelly and Biaggio from the house in the woods, the shots take a cooler tone. Joe’s scenes are overcast, whereas Patrick’s are still warm now that he’s back with his family. Patrick’s narrative at this point has mostly been based around how he’s already mature, he had much less learning to do than Joe, and could go home. Joe on the other hand suffers a radical shock to his worldview, which is reflected in the scenery. I’ll discuss in a moment the divergence between the fuck around and find out sections of the movie, but I’ll note here that Patrick’s scene immediately follows a scene showing Frank and Joe. Patrick is mirrored in the same position, but is the only one of the three who is actually happy.

The resolution to Act 3 is somewhat ambiguous. We don’t totally get resolution between Patrick, Joe, and Kelly, but we can see that there’s at least forgiveness between them. Ultimately we don’t need to, because we can see that Joe has grown up, completed his character arc, and he’s less of a petulant child than he was before. This leads essentially into my next method of breakdown:

Fuck Around/Find Out: The Frank and Joe Dichotomy

This breakdown I am making based on the character arcs of both Joe and Frank in relation to one another. This is split almost evenly 2/3 to 1/3 of the runtime, and is how we learn that Joe and his dad are very much parallel to one another. As much as Joe’s is the critical character arc, the narrative underpins the entire film. Frank is really a grown-up version of Joe, navigating his own grief and isolation, with no interest in doing any of the things that would allow him to have a better relationship with his son. They exist in opposition to one another, with Joe perpetually looking for the upper hand on his father. Even when Joe disappears, Frank maintains a “he’s messing with me” narrative, which Patrick’s parents do not have. This childish back and forth is what I’d label the “fuck around” portion of the film, which translates to at least the first 2/3.

The “find out” part of this breakdown takes place once we see that both Joe and his father are alone - physically and emotionally. Joe has cast all of his friends aside after finding out Kelly is with Patrick, and Frank is alone after Heather leaves their house with the conversation, “Heather, am I a bastard?”, “no dad, a bastard would make everyone around him miserable just because he is,”. That’s the tie between them, when both of their arcs meet - they’re both making everyone else miserable because they are.

The scene I’m most interested in is where their parallel scenes with food. Joe has run out of money for the chickens that he was “hunting” (buying form the Boston market) and elects to eat a mouse which we can assume came from inside the forest house, whereas Frank hasn’t bothered to cook anything and instead finally eats the leftover dumplings that he’d previously complained about. They are united in their pathetic meals, neither deciding to take initiative and eat something other than what’s immediately available to them. They’re feeling sorry for themselves, why would they? The scene then cuts between them, both lying on their couches, looking up towards nothing. They are both alone, and they feel it.

This is the scene I’d mentioned which leads into Patrick’s; Patrick is also reintroduced to us sleeping on a couch, but he’s the only one who is in a good mood. He’s been able to rest, and he’s given up on his idea that his parents are the villains (it’s debatable that he ever thought that in the first place). Throughout the film Patrick’s family is cast in contrast to Joe’s. They have inverse problems with their parents, but at the end of the day what Joe has that Patrick doesn’t is a perpetual power struggle between himself and his father.

The scenes in the “find out” portion of the movie are where we start to see divergence between the characters. Joe is thrust into the realization that he needs to grow up for real in his isolation. I’d argue that his father also has to come to terms with admitting that he’s wrong, but Joe’s is the arc that is more glaring in this instance. The reason I say this is that if Frank had his own similar character arc, it’s unlikely that Joe would have felt the need to run away in the first place. Their dynamic culminates, of course, in them being able to at least somewhat settle their grievances at the end of the movie. Like any tumultuous parent/child relationship, there’s no real “sorry” moment, just a mutual understanding that settles between them. It’s the equivalent of your parent bringing you a bowl of fruit after a blow-out, or waking up to find they’ve taken your car to get its oil changed.

So yeah, that’s my little (not so little) stream of consciousness assessment of Kings of Summer. I may come back and edit this one later - I’ve been writing about Harry Truman for the last three weeks, which makes it hard to switch into coherent creative-style writing.

Have you seen Kings of Summer? If you haven’t, please watch it. It would make my nerd heart so happy to know other people like my favourite movies.

Oh yeah, and if it wasn’t clear already - 5/5 stars. or 10/10. I have no idea what metric I’ve been using to rate movies, or if I even had for the last few posts. All you need to know is it’s good, ok?

#Kings of summer #nick robinson #nick offerman #movie review #alison brie #movie recommendation #watch this movie #my favourite movie #favourite movies #good movies #coming of age

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Just got out and OH MY GOSH I LOVED IT SO MUCH!

(Also formal apology to my older sister who had to endure me rapidly jabbing/smacking her whenever I got excited about something)

The opening scene with Robotnik, masterpiece. Dude just trying to make coffee should not have been that enjoyable. Also it's been 200 something days since the first movie, they did a good job

KUNCKLES FIRST APPEARANCE, LEGENDARY! MY BOY LOOKED SO GOOD!

Sonic's first appearance, so him! That's my boy, you should have seen him, he was adorable! Chilli dog and just the way he jumped off the building. Sonic vs Bombs was amazing! Also loved him just being a part of Green Hills, just a natural occurrence.

Child just accidentally stole $300 dollars. And got no sleep.

Father 👏 Son 👏 Fishing 👏 Trip👏

Normal occurrence. I knew he was going to fall off that boat! Sonic doesn't think it's father/son fishing time. It is. He got the generational dad advice, there is no doubt this is a parent child dynamic!

Sonic pretending to be an airline and Tom and Maddie playing along with it, this was the family content I needed!

Sonic's montage, he's out here living his best life.

TAILS!

Agent Stone is a simp, pass it on.

Tails hijacked a police cruiser.

Sonic cleaned up SO FAST. Of course he did, but I am still impressed. Sonic/Tom interactions, my beloved.

Robotnik came like a horror movie character. At that moment I thought "sir, this is a child. A child... this is kind of messed up."

Sonic got low-key demolished in that fight. Also I actually forgot Tails was in the car so when he popped out I was actually surprised. And he's such a little fanboy, I loved Tails so much, he was so cute! Knuckles followed so persistently, a literal force of nature.

Tails kept the fact he could fly until he drove them off a cliff, I find that hilarious.

Wade was a pleasant surprise. The Chaos Emeralds!

Sonic and Tails having their brotherly bond, SO WHOLESOME! Sonic just hyping him up, I experienced so much joy! Their dance, Sonic being an older brother, peak dynamic!

Tails is never safe from being bullied by people.

Kunckles reading out the dot dot dot solidified how much I like him, he's adorable too! Also, we can smell that betrayal from a mile away, it wouldn't be Eggman and Knuckles without it.

Sonic 🤝 Knuckles, childhood trauma.

THE CHILD! Robotnik is on the perish list, how dare! Knuckles just wants to understand friendship.

Tom is such a good dad! Punched so many people for his kid!

Not gonna lie, the Randall reveal got me. I felt so bad for Rachel, that was low.

Sonic cares about Tails so much, I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC!

The Maddie and Rachel team up, my favorite unexpected moment, iconic!

Sonic pulling the flying solo thing heroes do to protect people.

HE'S RUNNING ON THE WATER!

Labyrinth. Eh, who needs to solve mazes when you can punch through walls.

Sonic postponed the betrayal!

Sonic and Knuckles fight while Robotnik gets the Emerald, huh smart. Knuckles thought they were friends, this is sad! He was so betrayed! Sonic vs Water.

Knuckles understands the power of being in debt. Respect. Look at them bond!

Tails hits Knuckles with car. Knuckles will remember that. Ready for this dynamic!

Iconic trio! Power trio! Best trio!

The fight scene was everything!

Tom and Maddie fully embracing their parental status!

SUPER! SONIC!

Ultimate power, wants a Chilli Dog. I just, love Sonic.

Dad! DAD! WE HEARD IT FOLKS!

Baseball game! Family baseball game! Knuckles was just adorable. The ending is so wholesome, I could make a whole post about it!

Miles Prower, they name dropped!

...They just had to say file. 50 years mention confirmed it.

*inhales*

SHADOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am ready for a well written Shadow!

The movie we needed and deserved! Might be the best one I've seen all year! I feel fed and rejuvenated, I must watch it again! 20/10!

#sonic the hedgehog #sth #sth spoilers #sonic the hedgehog 2 #sonic movie #sonic movie spoilers #sonic movie 2 spoilers #sonic the hedgehog 2 spoilers #sonic the hedgehog spoilers

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theghostbunnie · 2 years

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People often make "David 'adopting' or 'saving' Max from his family" in their HCs, AUs, stories into a white savior trope.

This isn't to say you can't enjoy Dadvid content! Nor that it's bad in general! but it's good to be mindful of harmful stereotypes. Especially those about Asian/South Asian families.

Given, Max's parents are **cannonly** neglectful. Which is a form of child abuse. He does not have to be getting hit for it to be "angsty or bad enough." (I for one HC his MOTHER to be physically harmful on the occasion bc it's of my own experiences being vented out through him in a way that doesn't make me uncomfortable at the same time.)

The idea of Max's father being the primary or only abuser and his mother being a passive observer/victim herself of it with no character to her outside of that, or having multiple wives, or forcing their religion on Max, are afew things I've seen that depict a very harmful idea. (Making ANY woman a victim as her whole character is..oof.)

There's not nearly enough of Max standing up for himself rather than needing David to do it for him. Even in AUs where people have the opportunity to make the change in how the "found" part in found family goes, I don't see it often happen.

(Example: Max older or not, fine on his own but DAVID benefiting from finding a family bond.)

Also the complete dehumanization of Max's parents entirely. Them and their culture used as shallow tools against Max just for angst. Showcased as people who hit their kid like a pinata just for the lolz no depth or reasoning behind it. In contrary a person like that in real life ALWAYS thinks their justified in some way.

This isn't to say you can't write an abusive man and a victim woman as his parents. That happens all the time and is a problem globally in real life.. Not just Asia... It's when you don't write it past that with no further depth does it sort of become a stereotype in multiple ways.

David can have a wholesome nice father/son relationship with Max without him having to be this absolute hero towards him every time. It takes agency away from Max in alot of cases where he's written passively rescued. I'm not going to force what some are doing to change their HCs or anything this is simply a ramble. A messy one at that.

#camp camp fandom #fandom #campcamp #camp camp #camp campbell

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pinkmirth · 3 years

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can i req some dad reiner fluff? i feel like he would have a lot of kids bc of the breeding kink 🥴 but yeah just some cute stuff pls thank uuuu!!

THE THOUGHT OF REINER BEING FATHER JUST DOES SOMETHING TO ME I- AJHSJS

THANK YOU SM FOR REQUESTING, ANON!! LET'S GET CAUGHT UP IN THE REINER BRAINROT TOGETHER <3

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—DAD REINER!

(MODERN AU + MENTIONS OF PREGNANCY + FEMALE BODIED READER + FLUFF + SLIGHTLY SUGGESTIVE + REINER BEING THE BEST DAD EVER DUH + TW: SLIGHT LANGUAGE)

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Dad Reiner who was such a hot mess moments before he became a father to begin with. The pair of you are situated inside a hospital room, occupied with things much bigger than a sprained ankle. He stood alongside you, his beloved, all the while; Encouraging your efforts and attempting to ease your pain with the squeeze of your hand within his bigger one. As fretful as he feels, it's no surprise that Reiner ends up passing out a good few times, and he wasn't even the one in labor. Though, the hard part is now over, and all his worry has subsided.

Dad Reiner who recalls whimpering, weakly grinning, and eventually bawling of joy when holding his child for the first time. You'd never seen his cries mingled with such joy before. He cradles yours and his newborn within firm forearms and large, mindful hands. The pair of you sob and smile, ogle your baby with a relieved, content thrum in your heart. You allow Reiner to attempt squeezing into the hospital bed beside you, as broad and weighty as he is, with your child being held right between you and him. He’s a hot mess, but an overjoyed one who has you; and little Reiner x [Y/N] junior 🥺

Dad Reiner who converses with you for days before ultimately deciding on a name for yours and his daughter— Joyce Braun. He contemplated on “Karina”, the name of his dear mother. Though, he wants his little girl to be better than any past generation, and rather goes with a more revitalizing name, one that holds a simple, but deep meaning in his perspective. As obvious as it sounds, the name means “Joyful”. That's all he wants; for his kid to be happy in this life, happier than he ever was. Therefore, he bases her name, the root of his dear child’s identity, on cheerfulness.

Dad Reiner who tends to grow somewhat frustrated. Not with you of course, not even with Joyce’s incessant wailing in the early hours of the morning, but with himself. It wasn't as though he did anything wrong, he simply hopes that he won't. Begs himself not to fuck up with this whole “Parent” thing. If it wasn’t clear enough, Reiner wants to be nothing like his own father. He’ll never, ever shoo his child away and disregard them, but instead use those same hands to hold, guide, and lift them up. It doesn't take long for the blonde to snap out of his funk, because he's sure that he can become all the better for the sake of his little family.

Dad Reiner who wakes to your still, ethereal-like form every morning, and it's enough to make his day. A kiss to your neck, a nibble along your earlobe, and a couple repetitive rubs to your waist and thighs are enough to stir you right awake. And if that isn't the case, then it's usually the other way around; You pressing soft, lengthy kisses to his sharp, attractive cheekbones. Despite who arises first, there’s always one thing that's bound to happen— Joyce making her arrival into the bedroom via crawl, with a babble and a cute, happy little shriek upon seeing her parents.

The pair of you have no clue as to how she manages to make her way over to your room every time, but you're simply glad that she does so safely. It's Reiner’s cue to leap out of bed and scoop her off of the carpet and into his awaiting arms, clad in nothing but a white tee and the baggiest sweats. He appears disheveled, but it's still clear to see the main striking similarity between him and his pretty little daughter; Those amber brown eyes that hold the same warm, yellowish hue as his do.

He rocks the giggling one-year old, back and forth and right back again, gazing upon his squirming bundle of joy until you mention that he’s been doing so for a whole ten minutes. He grows sheepish and merely chuckles in reply, resting Joyce’s head upon his firm chest with a sigh. He could do this for ten hours more if it were up to him.

Dad Reiner who knocked you up a couple more times, and real damn good at that. There’s something of a breeding fetish that he’s got on him, which is the reason why your little family is now two kids larger. There’s Joyce, who’s now seven years old, along with her two baby brothers, the pair being a mere one year apart from the other. You and Reiner no longer have to worry about checking on Joyce in her crib, for she sleeps on her own bed now, like the “big girl” she claims to be.

Though, the boys now have you both occupied, and you’re lucky to have an older daughter who’s so understanding and rarely ever grows jealous. Joyce, your girl who’s on more of the rambunctious side but ironically never pleads for attention, has been spending much more quality time with Reiner. Both you and him are busy with the boys, but the blonde tends to have free time on his hands every now and then. Besides, someone’s got to keep Joyce company.

Reiner happily obliges, and makes this father-daughter time worthwhile. Wholesome picnics to the park that always end in races back to the car and Reiner being a damned klutz and dropping his sandwich. Having a “spa day”, filled with Reiner’s not-so-great attempts at doing his girl’s hair, messy manicures and a hefty bag of makeup that Joyce “borrowed” from you. He spoils the girl as if the lot of you are rich (and since Reiner’s always got a hefty load of spare cash, you technically are), but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Dad Reiner who’s a lot more used to this “dad” thing now, since it’s been a couple good years down the line. You and him have amazing bonds with each of your kids, but they seem to latch onto Reiner’s large, broad body at any given time a lot more than they do you. Joyce is twelve, the brothers are five and six, and Reiner’s officially a DILF— The finest one at that. His stubble stays nicely trimmed, along with the subtle creases at his eyes becoming a little more distinctive. Goes to work, and sometimes takes the kid’s lunches instead of his own, because that's just the Reiner Way.

He’s the ultimate father in practically every situation, even when looking out for peers and comrades. He doesn’t mean to, it’s just that habits easily stick with Reiner, and it’s rather difficult for him to let them go. Besides, with three kids, how do you expect him to not be in “dad mode”?

Dad Reiner who utterly loves having random little talks with his kids, and never invalidates them, not for one second. It’s almost as though he can see things in their perspective, and they don’t know anyone else better to vent to other than their dad and mom. Though, when they tend to babble on about something that’s rather popular within their generation, it gets hard for him to catch up. They proceed to call him “old” and receive a good chase around the house before they get caught and looped into a tickle attack, and that's basically the worst thing imaginable if you’re in the Braun family. The reason being is Reiner’s unparalleled speed, despite his age; Thirties to early forties, but he’s still extremely fit, and has no problem running a mile if he has to.

Dad Reiner who’s in love with his family and the person they’ve gradually helped him become. You cherish him and your kids like none other, and he does the same. Sometimes it abruptly dawns on him; He’s a dad, and he’s actually a good one, who would’ve known? He smiles to himself, allowing his amber eyes to flit over to wherever you are before his soft grin grows wider. You look back, blow a kiss, and he does the same. The action is exchanged before he strides over to give you the real deal— Though, your sweet little peck is all cut short when Joyce and the boys skip in and start making kissy noises, with you and Reiner laughing all the while.

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“Papa,” Gale, the youngest son of the bunch, calls aloud and gains his father’s attention. Reiner peers up from his book and gives a brief, questioning response. “Yes, dove?” It’s a simple, sweet nickname; One that he calls you, Joyce, and the boys.

“Mommy’s in the bathroom crying.” The blonde drops his novel with an punctuating hitch of his breath, the book falling upon the couch with a dull thump. “—Why? Is she alright?” Reiner, the man who generally keeps himself rather poised, is now frantic, sharp brows downturned at his son's statement.

“Uh, I dunno. She’s crying, but smiling too.” This then causes Reiner’s brows to furrow. “Smiling, you say?”

“Yeah. Can we go out to get ice cream today? I wanna get, uh.. Chocolate chip, please!”

Reiner lets a brief laugh slip loose at Gale’s query, but he has to prioritize his wife over a summertime snack. He then begins to make a beeline towards the bathroom, in search of you. “Soon enough, dove. I’ve got to go up there and check on your momma first, alright—?”

Gale then shrugs and hops onto the couch, little feet padding along the spacey seat as the leather creases underneath his weight.

“By the way, Papa,” Reiner then pauses, open to any vital information his son could give, “she has this funny stick thingy in her hand. It’s got two little lines on it and stuff.”

Reiner chokes on his breath, lower lip beginning to tremble and quirk into a smile. If the case is what he thinks it is, he’s got all the reason to bust out with the teary eyes and jovial whimpers, just as he did when receiving the news of his three expected children in the past.

“A stick..?”

“Mhm,” hums Gale, proceeding to jump upon the dark brown couch, “Mama probably wants some chocolate chip ice cream too.”

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lexaprogemini · 4 years

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how you meet | edward cullen

A/N: wowowow after being on Tumblr for 6+ years I would have NEVER imagined my first published writing to this site being Twilight dnvjdfjaskdlmfkl enjoy!! requests are open :)) I will write for Twilight (mainly the Olympic Coven, except Jasper romantically), Star Wars, and Harry Potter

Pairing: Edward Cullen x Fem!Reader

Category: Fluff

Content Warnings: Reader gets unsolicited attention from teenage boys, swear words

when you moved to forks after spring break because of your dad’s work, you’re unanimously nicknamed new girl™ by all of forks high school’s students

and consequently, you’re the new eye candy for your male peers

Forks boys are, well . . . neanderthals douchebags

the ones you’ve met are egotistical, super immature, and super HORNY

. . . you decide to keep your distance

aNyWaYs

you get smooshed into ap u.s. history

apush, baby, apush HAAAAA

the teacher points you to an empty seat next to some pale blonde dude

he gives off weird kid energy at first but then he politely speaks to you

“i’m jasper. welcome to forks” and gives you an acknowledging nod

his eyes are topaz!!!?? woooooooah that’s so cool is that like a genetic defect or smth??

aaaaand your teacher immediately assigns a PROJECT

a fuckin civil war project

you swear you see jasper’s pupils dilate

you hear a chuckle from behind you

and when you turn around you see a pale dude w a dark brown buzzcut and some blonde girl smirking beside him

you later find out that those are his siblings

his fuckin goofy ass siblings

anyways a few weeks pass

you pop in at your dad’s job @ forks hospital and see him chatting w a fellow physician

yet another pale dude with blonde hair

JESUS HOW FUCKING MANY ARE THERE

you approach them and your dad embraces you in a hug

“heeeeyyyy sweet pea! how’s it goin’!”

the doctor he was talking to looks at you fondly

“hello, i’m carlisle cullen” and offers you his hand to shake, which you do

“y/n, carlisle was just inviting us to his house later tonight for some dinner”

dr. hotpants puts his hands in his pockets and humbly grins

“my son jasper tells me you’re his classmate”

oh god he’s one of those pta dads, isn’t he??

“oh, yeah, he’s my partner in history”

he smiles, “that’s wonderful. my wife esme and i would love to have you both over as our guests. it’s not often we have company for dinner. and i’m sure the rest of my children would love to meet you, y/n”

jesus christ how many kids does this guy have?? he looks THIRTY

don’t worry, in the car your dad tells you they’re all adopted lmfao

✰✰later that night✰✰

their house is HUGE jesus fuckin christ

alice knows (well they all know) about you because of jasper

IMMEDIATELY loves you!!

“hi! i’m alice!!!”

WHOLESOME AS FUCK UGH

i’m EVAPORATING. i’m YODELLING. it’s fine :-)

you thought you weren’t gonna make any pals in forks bc of the weird horny teenage specimens but here we are ;-;

alice envelopes you into a tight hug and you, in shock, grasp her arms to acknowledge this affection

your dad’s chillin near carlisle and esme and he’s silently chuckling

oh . . . they all have black eyes now?? must be the weather

or the fluorescence

you wave at jasper, rosalie, and emmett

you notice the last sibling

he’s very handsome

to you, everything about him was attractive

his soft hair contrasted against his hardened facial features

you could tell he was socially reserved when it comes to new acquaintances, just like you

he physically isolates himself from his family once you and your dad arrived

he was standing alone near a corner away from everyone else

you make eye contact with him and his mental barrier breaks down

he loses his cool

his face contorts

his lips twist into puckered lines

he claps his hand over his mouth and vacates the room immediately, running up the stairs

everyone notices his sudden departure

his family is shocked but tbh not really

✰✰✰ eddy boy is a lil shy around girls sometimes ✰✰✰

carlisle breaks the impending doom of silence

“i apologize for edward leaving us so abruptly. he hasn’t been feeling well as of late; please excuse his absence. . .”

you awkwardly pretend like that never happened

you feel it in your gut that your presence disturbed him

and not only did you disturb him

but you disturbed him so bad that he had to leave

for why?? you don’t know

you then realize that everyone else in the room knows he left bc of you

. . . anyway you all sit down at the table but you and your dad are the only ones who have plates

your dad notices this too

“hey, aren’t you guys gonna eat too?”

esme grins warmly at him

“oh, don’t worry about us. we just wanted to welcome you to town!”

uhhh, ok ma’am

alice talks to you for almost the entire time you were eating ;-; i love her

you’re also talking to jasper, cracking some apush jokes

you, jasper, emmett, and rosalie talk shit about your classmates and teacher

“why the fuck -- *carlisle glares at emmett* -- heck did mr. whatshisface give us a project RIGHT AFTER BREAK???!!”

“and he paired y/n and jasper!! they’re civil war n e r d s!! they’re gonna get the best grade” rosalie chimes in

“not if we--”

alice ❀politely❀ tells them to stfu

you giggle

bonding with your new pals <33

allllllright so it’s a few days later

you’re walking home from school

it’s drizzling, as always, but you know that it’s gonna rain harder if you don’t get home fast enough

and some asshole

some persistent prick from your class

keeps flirting with you

he’s talking about how he hasn’t been able to take his eyes off of you since you came to forks

he’s insisting he has your phone number, that he’s gonna take you out on dates. . .

you hate it

you’re so uncomfortable but you can’t really do anything about it

s u d d e n l y

a car pulls up beside where you and the guy are walking on the sidewalk and screeches to a stop

the window is rolled down and you see a familiar face

it’s edward cullen

with one hand on the wheel, he looks at both of you and clenches his jaw

“get in”

even though he was undeniably weird a few weeks ago, you concede

you never got to speak to him, but you knew that edward was trustworthy

you practically launch yourself into his silver volvo c30™

he shoots a stone-cold glare to the jackass on the sidewalk and drives away

honestly, it wouldn’t take much for anyone (not just a mind-reading vampire) to know how uncomfortable you are after what just happened with that guy

your body language is tense

your arms are crossed tightly

your body is pointed towards the passenger window as your knees touch the door

tears are welling up in your eyes

it would be mere seconds until you fully broke down

you’re embarrassed, to say the least

you’re embarrassed that you were put in a vulnerable situation, like a damsel in distress

and of all people, the handsome and mysterious guy--

the handsome and mysterious guy you began crushing on

--who feels seemingly indifferent towards you swept you off your feet and helped you when you needed someone

that made things even more embarrassing

and the tears started streaming down your heated cheeks

edward immediately sensed your unease (hmm wonder why, but also who wouldn’t sense it???)

he’s pissed.

absolutely livid

that asshole had a d e a t h w i s h

he knew you didn’t want to address your unsolicited encounter, so . . .

*awkwardly clears throat* “are you enjoying the weather?”

you choked

you did not expect him to ask that

nor did you expect him to talk at. all.

you smile through your tears and laugh

you can’t help but laugh

he’s just so awkward and cute

his half-baked plan of indirectly distracting you definitely worked

you started to excitedly talk about the rain and how much you love gloomy, cloudy days

. . . and then the elephant in the room

the inevitable first impression from a few days ago

“i’m sorry for my behavior from our first meeting. i wasn’t feeling well, and i wouldn’t have wanted for you or your father to be affected by my illness”

you’re a little skeptical at first

buuuuut you give him the benefit of the doubt and dismiss his apology

“that’s okay. it’s allergy season, anyway. i’m glad you’re feeling better”

you have no idea how bad i wanted to make a spanish flu joke right there

a small, soft smile lifts the corners of his lips “i’m edward cullen”

you look at him and return the smile

t h e t e a s i n g e n e r g y

“i’m y/n”

the car approaches your house after time seems to have flown by

your dad looks at you both as he walks to his car to go to work

he waves at edward

edward smiles and waves back at him as he enters the car

you gratefully thank edward for the ride, careful not to dwell on the prior circumstances

as you open the passenger door, edward grabs your wrist

!!he grabs your wrist!!

he insists on being your ride to and from school from now on

you object and exit the car

but

b u t

edward smirks, leaning towards the open door

“i’ll see you in the morning, y/n”

your jaw drops

and then he closes the door and speeds off

you watch him drive away and your heartbeat becomes arrhythmic

a garden of butterflies is unleashed in your stomach

blood rushes to your cheeks once more

you smile to yourself before heading inside

secretly anticipating tomorrow morning :’)

#edward cullen #edward cullen x reader #edward cullen imagine #twilight #twilight imagine #edward cullen headcanons #twilight headcanons #edward cullen imagines #headcanons

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durotoswrites · 3 years

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For the writing meme thingy: 🍄how do you get yourself in the mood to write? 🍑 do you/would you write smut? 📒 any fics planned?

🍄 How do you get yourself in the mood to write?

Getting in the mood to write and actually wanting to sit down and start writing are two very different things, but they're connected, so I'll explain both.

To set into “creative mode” it helps me to do these things:

Listen to music that makes me think of a character/situation in my story/stories. I've got playlists separated by character and pairing. Sometimes I also just work on curating those playlists for fun and get my brain going.

Bounce overall ideas off of my friends and husband/editor (but he's my best friend, too 💗)

Reread old chapters or recent ones and future snippets based on what I want to do.

Once I actually want to put words down, I get a little more strict with myself. I get distracted verrrry easily sometimes and I have to fight the urge to open a million more tabs when researching a small detail.

I move to instrumental music (I have playlists for different moods like “emotional”, “soft”, “sad”, etc. I usually listen to “soft” as a general soothing background sound, as I can get pretty dang emotional when I write, especially with the stuff I've been churning out lately.

So, yeah, I need tissues within reach if I get upset. (Wow, I'm not making this sound fun at all, lmao)

After sound has been established, I like to eat a snack (something with protein) because I can be under for hours, lol. Eat it and finish it. Otherwise, I get distracted.

I also like to have drinks available. I always have a bottle of water, but I also like having a hot cup of tea. I think it's the time of year for me to switch to cold barley tea.

I write while seated on a recliner with my feet up. I have my laptop on a lap desk and it's a pretty cozy setup.

I basically try to remove any excuse I have to get up once I start writing, because I am the worst procrastinator I know.

🍑Do you/would you write smut?

Heheh... heck yeah, I do. Waaaaay more than most people realize. Stuff I've actually posted? It's pretty limited. I posted a couple pieces (Let Me Love You and You're Like the Sunshine) a few years ago, but I've been practicing ever since. One of my planned stories literally has what I refer to as a “smut dump” in the draft where I've been experimenting with writing different moods. I like the intimate scenes to play a role in the overall plot or have it be a bonding experience.

Despite that, I do have a shameless Gray x Mary story I should just get out there that has zero plot, just two cuties in love. In my mind it's so naughty and kinky and I get flustered thinking about it (Mary is hot, okay?), but it's probably hella vanilla, lmao. I really am grateful that people have been really supportive about my writing smut despite what I usually write, and they've been so encouraging, too! I honestly feel like the smut I've posted is really stilted because I was so self-conscious about it. I don't feel like they are terrible for first attempts, but I have definitely grown more comfortable writing it.

Will The Shy Newcomer become explicit? I kinda really want it to, but I might separate the chapters for those who don't care for that content. Overall, I'd like to write more and post more, and I want to write more than just male x female smut as well. I have some of those in my planned pieces (more about them later).

📒 Any Fics Planned?

Firstly, I'm super tickled more than one person was interested in this. I copied the answer I wrote earlier.

Short answer: Yes. I also plan to bring more of my stories over from ffn to Ao3.

Long answer under the cut, heheh. I rambled quite a bit.

Ask me about my writing processes and stories!

I have so many WIPs that haven’t been touched in years that I’d like to finish, so new planned fics aren’t posted yet. Some of them have more adult themes than most of the stuff I’ve been writing, so I get flustered sharing them. I’ve been at a crossroads, as I feel that you can’t have growth without changing things up. On the other hand, I feel like a lot of my readers associate my works with a specific “wholesome” feel-good mood. It’s kinda nice to be known for something, although that might just be my ego talking, thinking that people recognize my work as a “type”.

Regardless, in the end, I feel growth is necessary.

I don’t want to leave a lot of unfinished WIPs waiting because they stress me out and I have too many of them already, so I’d like to have a bulk of my new stories with a good chunk written before I decide to post them.

Among those include:

A longfic featuring Pete’s farm in Forget-Me-Not Valley (A blend of HMDS with the FoMT plugin and AWL). It takes place in the same universe as The Shy Newcomer (Claire in Mineral Town) and there are a few overlapping moments, although Pete’s story starts first. Pete’s personality is verrry different from Claire’s, and his story was kind of supposed to be the yang to TSN’s yin. Pete’s best friends in his story are Ruby (not sure if I’m adding Tim yet), Nami, and Rock. Readers will be treated to a poorly-socialized pre-Mineral Town Cliff (if you think he was bad at the beginning of TSN, well… heh… he’s a wreck here).

Another planned unpublished story is a crossover of Harvest Moon and the movie “In This Corner of the World”, based on a manga of the same name by Fumiyo Kouno. It was written as a gift for a friend. I have the entire outline figured out and have slowly been filling it in. My friend asked for an AU where Claire and Cliff have an arranged marriage and live with his family in Akiyama, the hometown I had created for Cliff in The Shy Newcomer. I took the opportunity to expand the characters in his family. I have it written during the same time period and society as “In This Corner of the World”, but had decided to write a spreading disease as an allegory for war, but then COVID happened and some parts of it just got really hard to write. There are also a lot of sexually explicit content as Claire slowly grows and learns from her spouse that it’s okay to express what she wants despite sex being a taboo issue. If there’s enough interest in the story, I’ll post it, but I worry it’s a little too niche for there to be many people into it.

Pastor Carter and Doctor Trent are one of my favorite rare pair ships. I’ve had a partial draft for a story about them for a few years now, especially focusing on Trent growing up and acknowledging that he has an unhealthy addiction for things that he knows he can’t have. There are some more adult/sexual themes in this piece, too, including the main character lusting after a married woman (who also happens to be his patient) and some lemons. (Does anyone call it that anymore or is it just referred to as “smut” nowadays? Haha) I always feel so bad for neglecting the folks at the clinic in-game and wanted to write a piece that focused more on them, Trent specifically. It’s a multi-chap fic, but I don’t think I’m going to let it get as long as some of my other pieces.

I also really want to write a short romantic oneshot for every marriage candidate in Mineral Town, around 1,000 words each. So far, I have one for Cliff and one for Gray. I want to write Claire with everyone, because I think it would be fun to explore all the different personalities.

I have more installments planned for A Single Day, including a day in the life of the following characters, all with drafts in varying degrees of progress:

Anna

Doug

Nora (yes, I’m writing from the point of view of the cat living at the inn)

More to come – I think Lillia and Thomas would be especially interesting to explore

I do still have that Legend of Zelda Majora’s Mask piece I’ve been pondering where Link befriends the soul of the deku scrub child while possessed by the mask. I don’t have much written about it, but I really love the world of Majora’s Mask. Such a fun game.

I also think about the lead carpenter’s son in Ocarina of Time and that weird side quest involving the blue chicken and the son being lost to the forest. Then that unique-looking kokiri girl explaining that all who get taken in the lost woods become stalfos. Like, did the guy die? Was he sick? Did he want to die? There’s just so much going on there that would be fun to explore.

I also have played OMORI recently and have like… A LOT of feelings about it. I don’t know what I’d write, but I’m still damn impressed at how well the characters are developed in such a short game.

Other games I’ve had vague ideas about writing for include the following:

The Flame in the Flood: I’m thinking a survivalist/action story fleshing out Scout’s backstory a bit more and her thoughts as she’s traveling. I feel like she’s a very lonely person, but isn’t given the chance to really dwell on it.

Night In the Woods: I’d love to write more about Mae’s dreams and what they mean to her. She doesn’t really talk to anyone about them openly, so it’s really hard to tell her feelings about them in some regards. We know that she’s distressed about them, but I’d like to dive a little deeper. Do the nightmares end after the games does? What about Bea’s new nightmares?

Hades (Supergiant Games): I think it would be fun to write more about the events that take place before the game starts, like Zagreus’s duties in the house of Hades, and expand on the strained relationship with his father.

#ask games #writing #jake-marshall

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sun-moon-stars-jedi · 3 years

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Batfam Ficrecs – Fluff Edition

Part 2

Even more fluffy and funny Batfam Fanfics. Have fun reading =D

You can find Part 1 here.

Knocking Heads Together by zombiesbecrazy (Gen, 3.2K, Rated Gen): Jason stops by the manor with gifts for his brothers. Sensible, brotherly Jason looking out for his siblings. Really sweet.

Love Song by Syngaly (Gen, 2.4K, Rated Gen): Tim, Damian and nicknames. I absolutely adore the idea of this story. Quality Tim and Damian brotherly content.

Not Everything It Should Be by Ellegrine (Gen, 3.2K, Rated Gen): Damian picks a Halloween costume that surprises his family and the reason for it is so wholesome.

Of parties and brothers by Nggu (Gen, 5.2K, Rated Not Rated): Dick Grayson, socialite extraordinaire, goes to a party. Expectedly, he ends up getting kidnapped. It would be okay, really, if his brothers could just stop being assholes for once. The ending had me in stitches, very funny.

Pet Names by poisenivory (Gen, 1.5K, Rated Gen): Damian keeps accidentally calling his brothers by the wrong names. Specifically, by his pets' names. He's furious when the reason why turns out to be adorable. Just as sweet as it sounds.

Thanks by HoodEx (Gen, 1.7K, Rated Gen): The first time Dick gives Jason a birthday present. Good big brother Dick during Jason’s Robin years is my kryptonite, this is so good.

Stuck With You by FidotheFinch (Gen, 1.7K, Rated Gen): Tim and Damian have to spend a stakeout crammed together on a slide and bond.

The Totally Mild and Not-at-All Serious Allergies That are in No Way Actually a Villainous Plot to Bring Gotham to its Knees by ScribeOfRemedy (Gen, 3.8K, Rated T): Jason is allergic to people. It’s starting to become a problem.

This Thrilling Day by DawnsEternalLight (Gen, 5.3K, Rated Gen): Damian and Jon + Thieves = Home Alone. What more do you need?

Unerring Tools of Destruction by gypysdancergirl (Gen, 1.4K, Rated Gen): Damian is with Tim when the mission goes sideways. Tim being a good older brother to Damian.

Unwelcome Interruptions by fanfictiongreenirises (Gen, 3.4K, Rated T): In which the family are celebrating Alfred's birthday when Bruce gets kidnapped - while on an ice-cream run, of all things.

Worse Company by Cdelphiki (Gen, 4.2K, Rated Gen): Tim and Damian get stranded in a hotel for christmas. Well....there could be worse company. Tim tries to make his little brother’s christmas as magical as possible and it is so sweet.

Rooftop Encounter by iselsis (Gen, 3.4K, Rated T): Tim Drake has nearly given up on the no-show Bats when Robin suddenly lands on the roof behind him. Apparently, Tim is on his smoking roof, and Robin has a lot on his mind. Tim and Jason meet during Jason’s Robin days and it is just perfect.

Weird father, weird sons by ShariDeschain (Gen, 1.2K, Rated Gen): Bruce learns that vengeful brotherly bonding is still brotherly bonding.

Pyrrhic victory by ShariDeschain (Gen, 1.3K, Rated Gen): The one where brainwashed Jason is basically a children’s toy and Damian is a worried little shit.

through different colored glasses by wearealltalesintheend (Gen, 6.0K, Rated T): Bruce confiscates Jason's rocket launcher and sets off a chain reaction, Dick somehow gets dragged into Jason's mess, Tim wishes his brothers weren't maniacs, and maybe it's really a matter of points of view.

Your Basis for Comparison by hauntedlittledoll (Gen, 1.5K, Rated Gen): Even Tim has to admit that the pint-sized kid comes in handy sometimes …

The Big Boss by Crowlows19 (Gen, 4.5K, Rated Gen): The story of Bruce Wayne and his family as told by his insane Wayne Enterprises calendar and the poor assistant that had to manage it all. Prepare for Batfam feels.

life, if well lived by CaptainOzone (Gen, 10.7K, Rated T): Jason wakes up from a time-travel mishap to find Thomas and Martha Wayne hovering over him. The ending is so good, always happy to reread this one.

The coroner of his eye by Aaren (Gen, 13.8K, Rated T): Jason makes terrible, terrible death jokes. Or: five times Jason made a death joke and one time someone else did it for him.

Yesterday’s Voices by LemonadeGarden (Gen, 49K, Rated Gen): While trying to take down a drug cartel that deals with memory altering drugs, things go awry, and Batman wakes up with no recollection of the last five years.

Emotional Motion Sickness Series by Batbirdies (Gen, 343K+, Rated Gen to M): A series beginning with Bruce Wayne finally deciding to go to therapy, and the ripple effect afterwards. All three fics are superb, but the third one, Clearly Calm and Keeping Terrorized will take your breath away (can also be read without the first two). Some angst and other themes, but the family fluff is also strong, so I included the series. And also I just love it so much ;)

#batfam #batman #bruce wayne #tim drake #damian wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #batfam fluff #ficrec #fircrec list #robin #red robin #nightwing #red hood

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azure-steel · 3 years

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@mercyxkilling said: “can i kiss you?” other crew members be damned, she didn’t care. let them have their show if they wanted to watch. Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds - No Longer Accepting

Pls accept and enjoy this lil ficlet about these babs. Because of you my adoration for this franchise has be revived TENFOLD and I just can’t get enough of these two being so disgustingly adorable together.

I adore you and your amazing muse so much, and I should tell you more (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

It All Happens In The Mess Hall~Cloud x Mercy a Mass Effect Story.

It was possibly the one place aboard Mercy’s ship where Cloud spent the majority of his time, that and this was where his relationships with the rest of the crew members began to gain any real traction. A neutral ground where it became so very apparent that almost every member of this ragtag group was here for the same reason. To earn a few credits and perhaps sate a thirst for a little adventure.

And they all loved their captain with every fibre of their being.

Cloud had spent the initial weeks of his time amongst the crew largely by himself, but this was nothing really new; naturally coy the task of attempting to relate to others was laborious at best. Even as a member of T’Loak’s court had he been a man one on his own, not that there was any love lost there whatsoever. It had never truly been a problem, not when alcohol and red sand was in copious supply and enough of an escape from the arduous day to day life living amongst the rest of the filth occupying the Omega station. Moreover this environment was so wholly different, wholesome almost, to a fault, and the longer he spent on the outside of this tight-knit collective, the longing to be included began to eat away at him. Often would he remove himself from the hall when the crew would filter in, sensing all those eye puncturing the flesh between otherwise broad shoulders. They didn’t trust him, and they had every reason to be wary.

Shotgun - a battle worn Krogan mercenary - was the first to approach him here in the mess hall, though it was after Cloud had all but shit himself believing this guy was about to pop his head like a zit (Listen... this bastard is BIG and looks very angry almost always, can’t blame a guy for feeling just a tad intimidated beneath his shadow) that he came to realise Shotgun was very interested in the firearm he was servicing at that time.

A rather worn and very well loved M-300 Claymore - A Krogan weapon.

A common ground was established in that moment, taking root and from that grew an unlikely friendship between them, and for a time the pair were seemingly inseparable. It was the first time in a long while in which Cloud was reduced to fits of laughter at the Krogan’s many stories, and, boy, did he have a lot of those. Maybe some were a little far fetched and embellished, but it really didn’t matter. The guy was hilarious, and Strife very much enjoyed his company, even if the guy liked to overshare on occasion. Discovering that male Krogan have four testicles dangling between their legs was enough nightmare fuel to keep the blond awake for two nights straight after the fact. And needless to say maintaining eye contact with Shotgun had been a little more difficult than usual for a few days until Strife had eventually gotten over himself. At least he knew where the term ‘QUADS’ originated now...

No wonder Krogan were so pissed about the Genophage, all things considered of course; these guys were clearly breeding machines as well as living breathing tanks, evolved over millennia for the very purpose of brutal warfare, civil or otherwise. It seemed the Salarians and the Turians had a lot to answer for.

Still, oversharing and absurd knowledge about alien reproductive organs aside, the mess hall, and Shotgun’s kinship was the beginning of Cloud’s gradual unification with the rest of the team. As far as he was concerned, Mercy had very little to do with that aspect, though he knew very little of the woman and what gears she was working behind the scenes. He was, unfortunately not privy to the private smiles she kept hidden in the shadows when she would spy his social development amongst the men she cared so deeply for; he had no true reason at that point to believe she even cared about it. Though Cloud had every reason to figure that simply having him onboard, despite the toxic levels of contention his presence here initially - and unsurprisingly - wrought, was enough for her men to decide that he was, at the very least, useful; a first for him really.

But Shotgun had done well to push open the door left ajar by their comrades and gave Cloud a golden opportunity to further still this usefulness he’d never been able to appreciate before now. He would help Vinnie during meal prep even if Cloud was only the busboy for the most part, setting tables, clearing them, washing dishes; all part and parcel of mucking in as it were and it seemed the older guy appreciated the aid. And the Turian Brothers - Adavixus and Artisius - would sometimes invite him to play in their tournaments of Numerfictil whenever Cloud was present in the mess; a game very similar to dominoes where decorative tiles with strange symbols were used to beat those already placed upon the board. It took a while for Strife to learn what each symbol meant, but the brother’s persevered with the highest level of patience. Other crew mates would join on occasion, bringing to the table cloudy bottles of homebrewed lager fermented from alien fruits beneath one of many heating vents on the ship; often pungent, almost always violently potent in which contests between the humans were born to see who could stomach the most ‘poison’ in one sitting.

Cloud almost always lost those bets and would suffer greatly for them the following day. Though never would he complain, even when the hangover rendered him practically useless and crumpled agonisingly deep in the darkest recesses of the communal shower block. To be gathered amongst comrades around the smallest table in the mess, to be shunted playfully via the shoulders and included in the guffaws and jests from the mouths of men hailing from all walks of life and the far reaches of the galaxy, he’d be stupid to trade it in for anything else. They’d dubbed him Strifey - and he liked that more than he cared to mention. To be included, to form meaningful bonds, for all of his sorry life, that was all he’d ever wanted and it had taken him until now to even realise it.

He was beginning to like it here, along with all the colourful people surrounding him. How strange it felt to begin associating a star-fairing ship as home.

The trust was building, and for the first time for as long as he could even dare to recall, Cloud was being greeted with welcoming nods, hard slaps to the shoulder and raised hands on his commute to the days tasks either in the mess or the engine room where Darius resided, a rather strapping Italian-American man honing a booming voice but with the patience of a doting father teaching his son how to maintain the family vehicle. He was beginning to enjoy the eyewatering stink of engine oil and general man stink, and Darius was all about teaching his new protégé everything he could about ‘Nova’s’ inner workings and how to maintain her.

Even his relationship with the previously emotionally elusive captain had begun to flourish. In the beginning Cloud was under no illusion that his biotic abilities were of some great interest to her. She honed similar attributes even if her gift was granted to her under very different circumstances. Yet Mercy would pick at him, complain about the state of his armour - as shoddy as it was but fit like an old favourite slipper hence his reluctance to do anything about it - though with an air of comedic affection laced from an otherwise viciously sharp tongue. On occasion she would reprimand him when his performance was lacklustre, when his actions or lack thereof became detriment to the collective of her crew. He didn’t like those days, to be reminded of his flaws and failings, and yet, from those instances began what could be considered a strange flurry of respect for a woman deemed hostile from anyone on the outside looking in. Because never in those instances did she beat him down, but drove into him how she didn’t believe he was better than what he was giving, but that she knew it to be true. Another instance where, for the first time, he was given food for thought, something to chew and improve on.

Some hard lessons were learned this way, and her methods were brutal often resulting in volatile spats the whole ship could hear, yet somehow Mercy seemed to know that a firm hand was needed to keep the newest member of her team grounded, and no mistake was ever repeated twice. Yet after all of that, apologies for her hard hitting words would be delivered mostly without fail, once again, in the comfort of the mess hall. Cloud, of course, would take them with the upmost humility. She was the captain after all, her word aboard her ship, was as good as the word of any God.

Despite all of this, with every mission Strife would be on the front lines with her, standing down heavy fire from the enemy and teaming up with this formidable and outrageously powerful woman to deliver precise and deadly attacks. And it was the culmination of that power, coupled with the harsh demands to be better where a whole new problem began to develop deep in the recesses of his cluttered head. Cloud didn’t recognise it at first, all he knew for certain was he was frustrated, and Mercy’s presence seemed to aggravate that issue exponentially. It wasn’t until she invited a stranger into her cabin some weeks after that the penny finally dropped.

He was falling for her. And the sight of her bringing that man into her intimate space was a pain like no other, so much so that it fractured something inside of him he wasn’t sure he could even fix.

White-hot jealousy began to override his good senses, unable to shake the notion that it wasn’t him occupying the spaces in her bed, and throwing himself into work was doing so very little to alleviate the devastation of - once again - being on the outside looking inward. Wishing to be a part of something so very far out of his reach.

But what could he do? Cloud knew of other crew members trying their luck and getting knocked back. He didn’t think he could handle that level of humiliation, and so he settled into a foul gloomy limbo of wanting her and never being able to have her. Residing to live vicariously through his own sexual fantasies and fucking his pillow whenever he was alone. Pathetic didn’t even come close to how he viewed his own behaviour, when he was reserved and snippy with her, yet utterly miserable was much closer to the truth than he truly wanted to admit, even to himself. Strife had even tried Mercy’s methods of attempting to deal with his predicament, inviting attractive tail onto her ship with the intent of getting his end away in a bid to alleviate the intolerable pressure building in his loins. A failed attempt at best when all he was able to talk about was his disdain for his captain and how she made him feel so damn desperate. Needless to say that instance was a flop at its very finest.

It was Mercy he wanted, not some loose broad dragged in from a club. No one else's interest could even come close to what he wanted from her.

Though it wasn’t long after that instance that things began to change; where he would catch her watching him only for her quickly turn away when their gazes locked. Where she would begin to make excuses to touch him, softly, so tenderly, be that with fingers through his hair in the guise of innocent curiosity, or the slow sensual dances illuminated by the strobe lights of every bar and club they’d visit. Where hands roamed over broad planes of covered flesh and set his soul on fire. Where times spent simply talking in the observation deck had drawn them closer, noses bumping together while he’d begin to drown in the warm honey of her eyes, swept away on the winds of every exhale, unable to fight against the gravity of her, and relishing how his heart pounded against the walls of his chest in eager anticipation of that very first kiss.

Cloud was so fucking ready to fall in love with her, to plummet beyond that point of no return only encouraged by her imploring hands and those heavy lust filled hues. To kiss her, touch her, make sweet love to her and make her his. Even if they were interrupted each and every time by convenient obstacles in the form of Benny and Vinnie.

It all came to a head during one of their many sparring sessions, tensions released as they fucked like animals on the cold floor of the training room, where she’d cried his name and nothing in the galaxy had ever sounded so sweet, where the sharp grazes running across his shoulders had never hurt so good, marked to claim him as hers together with the sensual rocking of hips and desperate pleading moans. And there on after Cloud was common presence in those spaces in her bed, peeling away the layers, touching her in her most intimate places, securing hot wet kisses against scorched flesh while she straddled his waist and rode him beyond that sheer edge of rapture itself. No amount of booze nor substances could compare to this addiction, just her hands on him was enough to make him hard, just her lips moaning his name hotly against the shell his ear enough to make him cum, for her and only her over, and over, and over again.

Wild and untameable was she, and he wouldn’t change her for all the credits in all of Citadel Space; no finer feeling had he ever experienced to know that she, this apparition of everything Cloud knew to be beautiful, inside and out, had chosen him in the end.

Keeping their relationship from the rest of the crew was impossible, they were too obvious with how they merely looked at one another, the way they had started to protect one another in battle, how they were caught so many times locking lips within the shadows of corridors. Yet even then, everyone knew, if the knowledge of their relationship wasn’t widely accepted as being out in the open, it was still very much common knowledge. And for her men at least, harbouring that information was insufferable.

Until one day, in the usual place where the crew gathered, where she would muscle Shotgun out of his seat next to Cloud to claim it as her own, and she looks at him from beneath those long dark lashes and the words “Can I kiss you?” oozed from her lips like the finest syrup. Cloud gazes back, baby blue’s dropping to her mouth before flickering upwards once more to meet with those gorgeous honey glazed eyes. He doesn’t offer an answer, least not a verbal one, choosing instead to close that distance, his mouth enclosing those glorious luscious lips with the softest of coquettish sighs.

And much to the gleeful appreciation of the crew sat amongst them, jeering and whooping in a sort of celebration for this affection they’d found in the most unexpected of circumstances.

Because like everything here aboard the Nova, it all happens in the mess hall.

#mercyxkilling #{This feeling's so volatile it must be love - Cloud x Mercy}#{eezo stained - Mass Effect AU}#this is HELLA long #but I worked ALL DAY on it #and loved every second #I really hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it <3

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lambs-rest · 3 years

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10, 11, and 20

Thank you for the ask!!

10. Most disliked arc? Why? I’m gonna have to say the post ARR content for two reasons! 1. PTSD. I played thought it four times before they streamlined it. 2. I know what’s coming and Thanks, I Hate It! Then again...do the pre-Titan quests count as an arc? I feel like they do.

11. Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? Lahabrea, obviously! Well, okay, maybe he doesn’t count because I know he’s got something by way of fans. But that doesn’t mean that Square loves him. Where’s his lore, Game? Where are his MOTIVES? WHY did he carelessly leap from vessel to vessel!? I have my own ideas, but I crave canon lore! Give us the juicy details! You can at least give us that much retroactively after the disgraceful demise he was given! There’s so much more there than just maniacal laughter, monologuing and bread memes! That said, JUSTICE FOR THE BREAD BOY!

*Ahem* There’s plenty of characters I like that I don’t think get nearly enough positive attention. Grynewaht is one. Like...come on, he was just 20. He was still a kid, man. He didn’t deserve that kind of end :c I wish we knew how he got to where he was, but I have to reconcile myself to take his story as tragic example of the Imperial conscript system and how their soldiers are treated.

REGULA! Regula is my favourite not-an-asshole Imperial! I think he gets overlooked a lot because...well, we get to see more of him in side quests, and really? He deserved so much better. You could tell he cared about his troops and really had the betterment of the Empire in the forefront of his mind. I often wonder what he would’ve thought about his old friend toward the end of Stormblood... Would he have stood with him? Or would he be horrified?

Magnai is another! I know he gets teased because little sun~ but I actually think he’s a really neat character! His quest to find his Nhaama is a worthy one, he just needs to loosen up a little and stop scaring all the girls. It’s clear he’s firm because he’s got to worry about all the Xaela. He’s just a lil arrogant.

Also! Varis himself! He’s pretty interesting. I wish we knew more about his life (especially about his wife??? Where tf are all the Galvus family women?) Props to him for having the only quest that actually made me sweat. Primals? Raids? Pah! Who needs those when you can try to negotiate peace with Varis zos Galvus at a table while he twists everyone around his finger? Fight or flight responses were ENGAGED, man.

20. What is the purest ship in the fandom? Oh, well, ok, there’s this one ship that is really cute! Ok, so, hear me out. There’s this thighlander Queen and her himbo Doman King, and they’re both dorks who feed off each other and it’s honestly just #goals ;) But honestly Kiri and Hien always sparks joy and they win the award hands down.

Within the game? That’s hard, if only because there’s not really any ‘pure’ characters in XIV. I think the First Brood and their respective partners takes my vote. The way Ratatoskr was slain still suckerpunches me and honestly, Nidhogg’s reaction? MOOD. Gullimbursti and Ehl Tou being part of her lineage makes me bawl my eyes out every time I see them, I won’t lie. Also I can’t kill dragonets in the Churning Mists without feeling awful anymore. A pure platonic ship I really enjoyed was the growth of the father/son bond between Cerigg and Taynor in the Magic DPS job quest for SHB! I felt like the job quests did a really good job overall, but having Taynor there as someone we and Cerigg come together to support was just really wholesome and fulfilling.

#askmeme answered

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wayward-wren · 3 years

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Alright I’m losing my mind how do u feel about infodumping this new thing you’re watching bc ily and want to know what you’re talking about XD

Oh boy oh boy anon, have you opened the flood gates. *cracks knuckles* I’m always down to info dump. (gets kind long so i’m putting a cut in)

The Dream SMP is a Minecraft multiplayer server owned by Dream, and most of the stuff happens over on live streams on twitch. Some content creators post highlight videos on their youtube channels, which was how I started, but it doesn’t quite fully catch the whole story and nuances (that being said I’d recommend TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot or Technoblade as a good place to get started, they all have youtube playlists on their channels)

The server starts off like a normal survival server, but then TommyInnit joins and starts stirring up trouble. This sparks off the disc war (fighting over Tommy’s most prized possessions on the server (keep that in mind) a couple of discs he’s managed to get (Cat and Mellohi most importantly)) and the pet war (Between Tommy and Sapnap, involving a lot of animal deaths, including Tommy’s cow Henry). I’m a little unclear on the early days of the server, cos I’ve only seen a few youtube highlights, but that’s the gist of it.

Then Wilbur Soot joins the server. With Tommy, Tommy’s friend Tubbo, Eret and Fundy (who is Wilbur’s son and also a fox in lore), they create a new country of L’manburg, declaring independence from the rest of the server. Dream, the owner of the server, doesn’t like this idea and it sparks the first war - the battle for independence. After fighting, a betrayal which still hangs over the heads of everyone even now, and a whole lot of tnt, Tommy challenges Dream to a 1v1 duel for independence. He loses, but sacrifices both his prized discs to Dream, securing L’manberg’s independence.

There’s a time of peace, other characters like Niki join L’manburg and then Wilbur announces an election because he wasn’t democratically elected and wanted to secure that power. They tell Quackity - another member of the SMP who isn’t allowed in L’manburg because he’s not European and L’manberg is for Europeans only - and he decides he’s running as well.

A last-minute entry from JSchlatt and a party alliance between Quackity and Schlatt meant that Schlatt barely won the election. Schatt’s first decree is to exile Tommy and Wilbur, and they’re chased out of L’manburg by a rain of arrows. The walls are torn down, the flag burned by Fundy and a new flag erected and L’manberg is renamed Manberg.

Tommy and Wilbur find shelter in an underground canyon they name Pogtopia, Tubbo is left behind and recruited to be a mole/spy for them and they call in the help of an old friend - Technoblade.

(An aside here, Techno, Tommy, Wilbur and another Minecraft youtube - Philza - have a group dynamic called the Sleepy Boys Incorporated. Lots of people headcanon them as a family, with Phil being the father and the others being brothers, but I like Phil being Wilbur’s father, Tommy being adopted/just showing up and they can’t get rid of him, and Techno being an old friend of Phil’s who’s about Wilbur’s age)

Schlatt announces a Festival. Tubbo is in charge of decorations for it and is also giving a speech. On the way back after spying on the announcement, Wilbur turns to Tommy and asks if they’re being the bad guys. He then announces “let’s be the badguys” and despite Tommy’s protests, gets a Whole Lotta TnT of Dream.

The day of the festival arrives - Wilbur has rigged the entirety of Manburg with tnt. Wilbur and Tommy spy on the festivals while Techno who was invited joins in. Then, after Tubbo’s speech - which is going to be the cue to explode it all - things start to go wrong. Schlatt and Quackity trap Tubbo in a box, and Techno is called up to execute him because Schlatt figured out he was a mole.

Techno does because of mild peer pressure, Wilbur goes to find the button but can’t, Techno goes on a rampage and murders a whole bunch of people, and Tommy is Upset. Back at Pogtopia he challenges Techno to a 1v1 fist fight which he loses (dude has not won a single 1v1)

Tubbo is now with Pogtopia, having lost the second of his three canon lives (as have Tommy and Wilbur at different points). Fundy reveals himself to be a spy for Pogtopia (though Wilbur still calls him his ‘traitor son’ and ‘look my son who I despise”), and Dream announces that there’s a traitor in their midst. A date is set for the final war.

The day arrives. There are 11 and a half stacks of tnt under Manberg. Techno shows the team his underground bunker and they all gear up. After a battle, Dream announces that they want to surrender, and shows them Schlatt, who dies to a very anticlimatic heart attack.

Wilbur appoints Tommy president, who declines and Tubbo becomes president instead. Then Wilbur slips off to the button room, saying that the thing he built the country for no longer exists (turns out he’s the traitor).

Then Philza, who had previously not been whitelisted, joins the server directly behind Wilbur and at the same moment, Techno shoots Tubbo, announcing that despite constantly saying he was fighting against government he’d been betrayed by them setting up a government right in front of him. Everyone starts fighting while Phil tries to talk Wilbur down. Wilbur doesn’t listen, hits the button, blows up Manberg and then asks Phil to kill him. Phil does, (somewhat reluctantly “you’re my son!”) and then rushes down to help the others fight the two withers that Techno just spawned.

In the aftermath, New L’manberg rises with Tubbo as president. Techno goes into retirement and Wilbur comes back as Ghostbur - who is extremely wholesome and has a bad memory, cos he’s not able to remember anything bad. There’s a stretch of peace, in which Ranboo joins the server, Ghostbur, Fundy and Phil have some family bonding, Ghostbur hands out blue which apparently sucks up sadness, and some side plots happen.

Then Tommy and Ranboo burn down the house of the current king of the smp and Dream takes his chance. Through various manipulations, threats, and forcing people into situations they don’t want to be from Dream, Tubbo exiles Tommy.

Tommy has a Hard Time in exile with Dream heavily manipulating him, to the point where he’s staring longingly at lava in the nether and being a shell of himself. Ghostbur hangs out with him for a bit (giving him and tubbo both compasses that point to each other) but just vanishes one day, leaving tommy completely alone with Dream. (it’s later revealed that Dream sent him off to wander in the snow - and turns out snow and rain melts him. He also finds a blue sheep who he calls Friend)

New L’manberg is rotting from the inside, Tubbo bowing more and more to the pressures of his new role and becoming more corrupt. He and his cabinet (Fundy and Quackity and Ranboo is there as well) put Phil under house arrest while trying to track down Techno to kill him.

Dream pushes a little too hard with Tommy, and Tommy towers high into the sky, realizes Dream was never his friend and leaves, finding shelter under Techno’s house.

The butcher army (Tubbo, Fundy, Quackity and Ranboo’s there too) capture Techno by holding his horse hostage and try to execute him, but he escapes with the help of Dream (which will come back because Techno now owes him a favour) and goes back home to find a feral Tommy living like a raccoon in his basement. Tubbo then goes to visit Tommy, only to find a creator where Dream blew everything up, and a tower reaching into the sky, with no sign of Tommy. He assumes Tommy is dead.

Techno and Tommy have been hanging out together, Tommy wanting to get his discs back (Tubbo having one he gave him as a symbol of trust and Dream having the other, but Techno wants to destroy L’manberg and the government) Tommy is slowly building up his confidence and sneaking back into L’manberg. Techno rescued Phil from his house arrest. Tubbo has been burying himself in projects and being mostly ooc which I translate to ‘my best friend just died and it’s partly my fault so I'm gonna go make a guardian farm and Not Think About That.’ Ranboo is the only one with any sense and can see that Dream is holding all the streams and that people shouldn’t be fighting, but working together to defeat him. He’s technically part of L’manberg, but he’s been hanging out with Techno and Tommy a fair bit.

And Dream commissioned a prison that is going to be completely inescapable. Like, completely. Like, the creator of the prison died and respawned inside it at one point and said it’d take him an hour to get out and he knows how it works and had to be teleported out. Like, this thing will send texts to the guards’ phones if a block is broken. We have no idea what it’s for and we are afraid.

In today’s stream, Tommy and Techno hold someone hostage in an effort to get Techno’s weapons back, Tommy and Tubbo properly see each other for the first time and get into a bit of a fight, Techno starts to slowly turn Tommy against Tubbo/the government and Tommy faces off with Dream, gaining enough confidence to cuss him out.

And that’s basically where we’re at now. This is a very rough outline of what happens, and I’ve left out most of the more cursed lore (Wilbur has fun) and a lot of the side plots (like the Crimson egg that’s been spreading, and El Rapids). If you wanna know more i’m down to info dump more and can provide you with links.

Also, real quick, check out the animatics! SAD-ist has some amazing ones, as does Late-August, The Channel Without a Name and a WHOLE lot of other’s whose names I forget. Honestly just search ‘dream smp animatic’ and spend a couple hours looking through them they’re AMAZING. I can provide you with links of those as well!

#dream smp #long post #anon #wren answers #INFO DUMP TIME LETS GO #there is so much more #i can go in depth about every character arc probably #and i haven't even touched the cursed lore so apologies if you stumble upon that

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