#took a while to write too

[fictionadventurer]

There's something about reading really great writing that's so relaxing. You can just sit back and let the words wash over you, knowing that you can trust the writer.

#random thought of the day #books #part of the reason i'm not getting writing done today was because i spent most of my free time reading from books i've let sit for too long #i haven't been able to sink into good fiction for a while #so elizabeth goudge felt like a spiritual experience #cleansing and uplifting #it always takes me a while to get into her books #there's a learning curve of a couple of chapters to adjust to the style #but once i break through it's bliss #it becomes easy as breathing #there's nothing quite like what she does #i love books that understand that goodness isn't boring or trite #you don't need to have 'darkness' and 'grit' to be complex #like one bit that took my breath away was the talk about sallie and david's marriage struggles #they're both good people who love each other #but they also have their differences because they're human and that causes struggles #not marriage-breaking struggles just nuanced life struggles #and i'm not sure i've seen something like that in a book before #it's a good marriage they married the right people but that doesn't mean life is perfect #goudge uderstands that marriage isn't happily ever after--heaven is #and a good marriage is two people partnering up to help each other reach that goal #it's so much more adult than any 'complex adult' work i've seen

[kenneduck]

I just spent way too long writing this, but here's a HC on what I believe would happen if BOTW Link found his OWN diary from 100 years ago.

At first, the diary's pages seem rather bland. Random stories about being in training, how Link misses his parents, how he's overwhelmed with the pressures of being a knight, etc. But, as Link reads through his old self, he finds himself caught on words. Words that seem... off putting. Words that make him feel a bit of fear of what he had forgotten about himself. Sentences that made him second guess if he should have been the Hero of Hyrule.

It's not apparent, but there's little sentences here and there that show a side of Link that didn't awaken after the 100 year slumber. Anger, envy, spite. Emotions Link DID encounter once he'd awoken, but... never directed towards the Princess. Never towards his role as knight. Never towards his friends who didn't remain any more.

Link felt a pit in his stomach form as he got further into his diary. Everyone he knows now recounts Link as a hero full of heart and determination. One who stands up for what was right, one who never questioned what he was told if it was to protect another. But these thoughts Link wrote... it made him feel guilty. He wrote about how he hated being a knight. Being HER knight. Being a chosen one who couldn't run away from what was forced upon him. He even... wished he would fail, so his duties would come to an end.

It felt heartbreaking to read these words he wrote 100 years ago. He wanted to help the Link who wrote this. Almost treating this Link as if it was someone he could comfort, but this wasn't another person he could reassure. It was him.

As Link got near the end of his diary, he didn't know what to think. He... hated himself. Who he was. It wasn't who Link was now. He never felt this anger towards his role in the Calamity since he woke. Link did feel anger, but it was towards his writing. How he could have possibly had such spite towards those he loved. Towards those he put his life on the line to protect. It angered him. Made him seethe as he got to the last written words.

"There's no winning against the Calamity. Only winning against those who use me for what I provide. I must leave, for I am fighting the wrong fight. I only have one place to turn to, one place that will truly accept me. No matter if I join them now, or many of years into the future, I must join the Yiga Clan."

Link stared at the last sentence. He began to feel anger, a different one than before. As Link recounted how he came across his diary, he grew frustrated. It was found neatly placed in the damaged knights' wing of Hyrule Castle. The diary itself had no dust, yet the room was caked in it. A room... that had a familiar scent of fruit lingering...

The diary was a pathetic ploy to have Link join the Yiga Clan. To turn him against his loved ones.

And it took him until the very last page to realize it.

He also now understood why previous pages would randomly recount his love for bananas. Why there was even a recipe to make banana bread on the 14th page.

He felt like an idiot for not realizing this sooner, but as he began to calm down from the overflow of emotions he got while reading, he realized the perfect way to release the frustration. It was time to visit the Yiga Clan.

#zelda #botw #zelda headcannon #zelda headcanon #leave me alone I just thought this would be silly #some yiga memeber deadass was writing this while kicking their feet #probs giggling too and patting themself on their back #while eating a banana #and also kind of being weirdly accurate enough on link's life that it took link so long to realize it was a ploy

[kyouka-supremacy]

I think we should just bring back Wungo Wednesday and start a fandom collective anime rewatch

#Because otherwise I can feel I won't last much longer #Because like. The last two hyperfixations of mine ended the moment I started feeling like there wasn't any new content #And two days ago in one day I started a new manga a new book and rewatching a favourite show #Whereas I hadn't started anything new in the two years ever since I got into bsd. Which makes it NOT a good sign #But the bsd anime has now ended for one month and 25 days and that's the last time the plot actually moved forward. #And if I counted right. The manga took 4 chapters (that is chapters 110-111) to adapt 6 minutes #That means it's going to take another 12 months (18 minutes left to adapt. that's 12 more chapters) to catch up with the anime #Yeah I'm not. sticking around this long with nothing new to see I'm sorry #Best case scenario I take a one year hiatus but that doesn't make it sound likely that I'll be back #And I know it's fresh news as early as this morning that author said they were introducing a new character but like. #They also said they finished writing this arc like. One year and half ago if I remember correctly? #And we still have yet to see the end of i t so... #That is to say. I'll probably be starting an anime rewatch starting next Wednesday. I've been meaning to do it for a while anyway #I don't want to leave the fandom I like the one chapter a month format #On the positive news I still have a queue of original posts that spans over ten months #And I was meaning to start the reblogs queue too in these days. So there's that #random rambles

[tacogoats]

Unwell about the idea of Orin using Durge's face to keep the charade going of the Durge still being around, so Gortash doesn't get suspicious.

He does anyway because she didn't understand how real their relationship was - and she slips up. Often. He knew immediately when the Dark Urge became so, so very cold. Nothing like the warmth he has known for years now behind closed doors; because it isn't them.

She is good at fine details of the body; she gets every scar, every little blemish perfectly, but she can never truly imitate the person behind the Urge.

She couldn't have hoped to anyway, because she didn't know who they really were. Only Gortash could, because he is the first to ask.

It surprises her, and infuriates her, even! The mighty Dark Urge, debased into some lovesick puppy yearning after this little Lordling!

And the mistakes that follow are how Gortash learns the Dark Urge is gone.

#bg3 #durgetash #I'm obsessed with the scene where she wears the player's face and it won't leave me like heLLO LARIAN? #I know it's a popular hc that Orin probably wore durge's face to taunt Gortash but I just think she probably did it to keep the charade up- #-until she took hold of everything. and gortash was going to be kept in the dark as long as possible until she could figure out what was- #-going to be inherited from her dear sibling! #I once again have to add I plan to write Orin wearing Veren's face to piss Ketheric off too lmfao. I wonder if the Netherbrain ever saw it- #-too honestly; just Orin parading her sibling's skin around while mocking him relentlessly. chef kiss #Gortash being mortified and then even worse when the REAL Durge walks back in but it's just like Orin again but worse. #Worse because it's really them this time #but there's no weak imitation. it's just. an empty shell.

[shittywriterbrain]

read my differently sized gif captions boy

#watch my bertie wooster gifs boy #nobody shouldve introduced me to the do [x] boy meme i love it too much #bertie wooster #jeeves and wooster #gif #dear god the timing on the first two was so shitty i had to redo them #but the internet here is dogshit so it took ages #now the first two are slightly lower quality but idk if you can tell #its hard here in the gifmaking business... #writing these tags while the gifs are loading #been sitting here for minutes #when will my husband (bertie wooster gif) return from the war (be finished uploading to tumblr.com) #YESSS FINALLY #FUCK FUCK FUCK I JUST REALISED THAT BECAUSE THE LAST GIF IS FROM A DIFFERENT EDITING. BATCH IDK THE FONT IS A DIFFERENT SIZE #FUUUCKKK THIS IS SO ANNOYING RN. FUCK FUCK FUCK #but no im not redoing that now #read my differently sized gif captions boy #wait im putting that in the caption idc i can do what i want this is my post. #please show this gifset some love its been through shit its seen things

[bogkeep]

it was always a strange dichotomy. every middle school classmate i had told me i'd be a millionaire when i grew up, a Famouse Artisté. it's easy enough to imagine as a teen, i suppose: skill equals fame equals money. i was doubtful about this prophecy, not because i wasn't confident in my ability to draw, but because it was hard to imagine a world where i'd be paid for it.

it was an ice breaker game at summer camp. horrible one, really - everyone in a group were given a character profile. now we had to imagine that it was the zombie apocalypse, and the helicopter to safety was two seats short and we had argue why we deserved a spot. the character i got was an asshole doctor of some kind. i don't remember if i argued my way into the helicopter or not, but i do remember the feeling that's been hanging over me my entire life - if the apocalypse happens right now, i have nothing to contribute.

there's something really painful about it. i have cultivated a skill for my whole life, i can make art and tell stories that are entirely unique to me, there is no way to get someone else to create in the exact same way i can, and yet - i've contributed more to capitalist society by sitting in an empty hotel reception for eight hours a day.

which made me develop anxiety, to boot.

i illustrated two children's books. they're some of my best work. the contract i signed was industry standard and the indie author who had hired me was incredibly kind... but even after stock sold out i had earnt little more than some pocket change.

in high school we had an outing to dig our own snow caves that we would spend the night in. in teams, thankfully. i have so little physical strength to speak of, most i could do to help was clear away the snow rubble and toss it outside. i know, i know, my classmates reassured me it was an important job to do, i was an invaluable member of the group, sure - but it's that feeling, you know?

what would my task be in the communist solarpunk commune?

a person cannot be useless. it's a human being. they just exist, no ifs and buts about it. one can only be useless in the eyes of an ableist, capitalist society that sees no value in being alive beyond production and profit.

sometimes i receive messages from internet strangers to tell me something i said - often several years ago - was helpful to them. maybe it was a throwaway comment on a forum. maybe it was replying to a question they could've googled the answer to. maybe it was an encouraging reply to someone's artwork. turns out it mattered to someone. huh.

of course you can learn new skills. i have learnt plenty over the years! i have also learnt that there are limitations to what i can do. that some of the obstacles i face are not in fact obstacles everyone faces. it's not that i can't break tasks into smaller steps, it's more that half of those steps are going to be "rinse your hands because you Touched a Thing and now you're going to have to touch Another Thing." i wonder if that's adding to my cognitive load or something.

i was never raised to be a man, so by all accounts i do not understand why i'm so haunted by the spectre of toxic masculinity - what would i do if i was a medieval peasant and a war broke out? what if i was in a pre-historic hunter gatherer society and i was expected to hunt? what if i was a humble farm boy discovering the sword of the chosen one and the world depended on my non-existing courage to face certain death?

look, it's stupid. these are not scenarios i will find myself in. besides, pre-historic humans depended on community and taking care of each other. that's how we survive.

i'm not useless and i decided to make peace with being useless anyway.

we're surrounded by digital clocks. we can't really escape them. do we need watchmakers? would they save me a spot in the zombie apocalypse helicopter? no, don't answer that. i'm just happy i found something that requires a light touch and an observant eye.

#too long for twitter #I AM NOT ASKING FOR ADVICE I AM JUST MUSING AND WRITING A BLOG POST FOR THE JOY OF WRITING BLOG POSTS #not mentioned: the bachelors degree in art history i took to procrastinate with my life. #i would love to work as an illustrator still. if the opportunity to do so comfortably comes along i will take it #but im also happy to pursue my passion in my free time as something that belongs to me #number one question im asked whenever i tell someone i go to watchmaker school is 'BUT DO YOU STILL DRAW??' #it's like asking if i still breathe. yes! i still do the thing that makes me feel alive #it's just. we live in a world that's hostile to Live Comfortably and Pursue Creative Passions at the same time #and a society that can be so largely dismissive of art sometimes; all the while consuming it en masse #ah you probably get it. you dont need me to tell you

[brisquad-unit-4402]

hiii may I request a Noctyx and what you call them ? just like the one you did with Luxiem, I found it to be very adorable and would love a Noctyx one as well, thank you so much!!

- 🌱

noctyx and what you call them

thank you very much for the compliment. even more importantly thank you very much for the noctyx request! i have a few noctyx x reader ideas bc i am dead set on filling up this noctyx x reader tag when i can but i love seeing others just as interested in them as i am

ah, but it's funny, revisiting my first-ever post on this blog and comparing it to how i format my posts now, i can't believe i typed the actual entries all in lowercase, that's the first time i've done that! how strange

...though i will say it was hard thinking of other words for "partner"

tags: established relationship, fluff, gender neutral reader

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

🎭 Alban Knox: Darling

The night is tempting and harsh at once, and he plays both sides with fervor, a thief attracted to all that glitters. He takes what he wants, and he's so used to taking what he wants that he doesn't know how to manage how kind you are to your darling. A warm home and hot food, a place to sleep with love, safe. He's never experienced any of this easiness before, and he certainty hasn't been called darling before. He doesn't know how you do it. He wants to get used to it.

🐑 Fulgur Ovid: Other Half

He starts it first. Better half, he introduces you, his Reader, and casts aside his own worth for the sake of uplifting yours. That’s what he does best. You never walk alone because he never lets you go, and you reach the heights you do because he’s your foundation. There is so much care and passion in all he does and it stuns you how easily he ignores it. When will he realize he's equal to you as your other half? You are two puzzle pieces, half of a locket together into a pendant. You complete each other.

🔗 Sonny Brisko: Hero

Like a hero he's always there, and like a hero he deflects. Affection goes unsaid, but simply felt, and very much unlike one he tries to avoid it. He doesn't have the courage to ask. He holds tight around you, nonetheless, and whispers comfort in your ear while you ball your hands around his jacket. Simply felt, as he smooths your hair out of your face and lets you exhale, and when you say his name like that, full of adoration and all he never thought he could be, my hero, he forgets how to breathe himself.

🔮 Uki Violeta: Soulmate

You’ve never known color in feeling until you met him, and now that he's in your life, you see him in the sunlight as naturally as the shadows and shines that come through. He breathes life into art with the quirk of his lips at song and in just a moment you see all there is to say about it. But he speaks anyways, and his voice is silk, and when you respond he curls a hand around you while the other holds his head up, lost in your words, the only one for you, your soulmate.

#alban knox x reader #fulgur ovid x reader #sonny brisko x reader #uki violeta x reader #noctyx x reader #alban knox #fulgur ovid #sonny brisko #uki violeta #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji en #noctyx #4402 writes #🌱 anon #i've been tired lately snnnnnz... i think this might be the earliest i've slept in a long while #even though i think i took a nap while taking a bath today too lol #hope i can get another request out soon before the event starts but don't count on it #thank you to all the requesters for being patient with me

[jhara-ivez]

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #da:i #da: inquisition #dorian pavus #oc: gwainne the inquisitor #wyvern #this took way too long #also i hope this picture looks better posted than it does while i write this #it's weirdly unsharp

[duckmumbo]

My fic for the @hermbi-discord hermbang event has gone live! A whole more than 12 hours ago but shhhh

So you remember a while ago when I was talking about my hermitcraft hero/villain au? This is the first fic in that universe! I'll be doing connected oneshots instead of one big story to keep it a bit more manageable for me <3

@kittykitkaaat also did some amazing art for this fic, and domik helped beta!

#hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanfic #pearlescentmoon #geminitay #this took me a while and i am SO HAPPY that it's finally finished and released! #im so proud of this too like not to toot my own horn but it turned out so good #roy talks #roy writes #dtgau

[hand-face-chan]

I'm only halfway though Hbomberguy's new video and I dont know if this is a universal experience but my main horrified takeaway from hbomb's plagiarism video so far is that one of my highschools TAUGHT AN ENTIRE CLASS OF 13 YEAR OLDS TO PLAGIARISE. LIKE, ON PURPOSE.

I ended up moving to a much better highschool, but my first highschool essentially taught us to "write" essays by reading what someone else had written and then write what they said again but putting it "into your own words". Which in practice was teaching us to change, for example, "the works of Shakespeare were regarded by many as the first popular art form" to "Shakespeare's plays have been said by some to be the first example of popular media". One teacher actually told us that the process of writing an essay was "saying what the people you've researched have said, in a way where it sounds like you said it".

Like. The tactics that actual plagiarists use to hide the fact that they were stealing. An actual teacher tried to teach me to do that.

#hbomberguy #im so glad i left that school early the next year. it definitely would have gotten worse. #i literally didnt learn what a bibliography was until grade 9 because of how shit my first highschool was. #at the same time if a student wrote a paper that was 'too good' even if it was orginal theyd accuse them of stealing without proof #like i wrote a completely original paper and got the note 'this is very good - did you write it all yourself?' #fuck you man. yes i did. despite you trying to teach me to do the opposite #they accused me of getting my parents to write it for me. i had to show them everything i researched and my dad lost it at them #this was also the same school where they took every kid with a disability out of maths regardless of if they were good at maths or not #and taught them shapes like they were fucking three years old #i remember hanging out in the maths with all the other autistic kids and prentending to have never seen a triangle before for a joke #and while thats really bad and abelist. the non-disabled kids were still being taught addition and division like they were 8 and not 12 #the whole thing was a massive fuck up shit fest. it took the year 7 maths teacher leaving for us to all get the same maths class #and we STILL werent being taught to an age appropriate level because we missed so much grade 7 maths it had to be caught up in grade 8 #i would burn it down but its not a highschool anymore lol

[ataleofcrowns]

Chapter 9 Release Date

Hey all! This isn’t really a proper progress update, but more so an announcement for the official CH9 release!

I’ve gotten to a point in the chapter where I feel confident enough that I’ll be able to make these deadlines, and while I initially hoped for an August release, I have to take into account that the chapter needs time to be beta-read and edited properly. The final wordcount will likely end up surpassing 60k, including the variations, so it will need at least a week or two to be edited properly!

Without further ado, the release dates:

Public release: September 19

Ko-fi subscriber 2 day early access: September 17

Patreon tier 1 early access: September 15

Patreon tier 2 early access: September 12

Patreon tier 3 early access: September 5, my birthday ✨

It may especially be relevant if you were planning on a ko-fi or Patreon pledge for early access, so if any of the other benefits don’t interest you, I’d plan it for September!

As always, thanks so much for your patience and support 💖

#progress report #interactive fiction #i'm so sorry it took so long!! #i've been trying to enjoy my summer vacation a bit too while writing haha

[keithsandwich]

cw: pregnancy scare, a little angst, implied thoughts of abortion (more in the lines of "would she want to keep it?"), mention of period.

Modern!AU Keith and Maeve brainrot, about the time they had a pregnancy scare.

They couldn't pretend to be surprised, since they knew they screwed up with protection once or twice (hey! Don't follow their example).

It doesn't mean they were prepared for it when Maeve realized she was late and Keith realized this was the reason why she had been anxious.

Keith just... Froze in panic. He couldn't be a good father, could he? That's if she even wanted to have a baby with him. Why would she sacrifice her future to become the mother of his child? It would be so complicated, and it was happening so suddenly. She and the baby, if she was keeping it, surely deserved better than this. They deserved someone who wouldn't freeze in panic at this possibility.

Even Alter was shaken by the news and afraid he would say or do something wrong and push her away. Truth be told, he wished she would keep the baby. But he wasn't stupid, he knew not everyone would be up to have a child with a freak like him. Although he had never doubted Maeve's love for them, he couldn't ask so much from her. And even if she wanted to, he had so much to learn... Which led him back again to his first fear: fuck it up, and push her with their baby away.

Now, Maeve never wavered about it: she would keep the baby. Even without planning it, she wanted nothing more than to have a child with the one(s) she loved so much. Of course, her whole life would change so quickly, and it scared her. But what scared her the most was the thought of it being too overwhelming for Keith. She knew they would feel insecure. She just wished their love would be bigger than this.

Luckily, they sat down and talked.

Keith was surprised at her resolve to have the baby, if she really was pregnant. He thought she would have more doubts, but she sounded so certain and so full of love with the possibility he felt ashamed of his own insecurities. Maeve shook her head and smiled when he looked away, embarrassed. She took his hand and said they would be together in this, if he wanted to. Planned or unplanned, with love, they all could learn how to be the best parents they could.

And she was so sure they both would be fathers their baby would be proud of, just like she was proud of them as her partners. There was no one else for her, and the family she always wanted to have, she could only have it with them. They could figure out later how to explain to their kid they have two dads in the same body.

Before Keith could get too emotional with her words and reassurance, Alter took over. He knew if the other guy started crying, she would start crying too, and they would forget an important detail: knowing if she really was pregnant. Before going out to buy the test, he looked at her and smiled at the thought of her having his baby. It really filled his heart with joy and excitement.

So much so that he couldn't stop smiling like a fool when asking for a pregnancy test at the pharmacy. The most accurate one. And bring him two, so they can be sure. "Can't wait to have a baby with my girlfriend," he said casually. Although he never cared about people's opinions, for some reason he didn't want anyone to think he was hoping for a negative result. The cashier wished him good luck.

They got a negative result, however. Twice. And Maeve got her period after a couple days.

They couldn't hide how heartbroken they were, but they didn't talk much about it. Maeve tried to think it was for the best; they should focus on other things now and let this subject to the future, when they were (hopefully) married and planning for it.

Meanwhile, Keith had his mother's ring polished and made plans to take Maeve to their favorite spot on a beautiful, starry night. Next time she's late, he won't be scared. They will already be a family.

#keith and maeve brainrot #been thinking about it for a while #it took me longer than i thought to write these headcanons #didn't want it to look too angst #ikepri oc #cw pregnancy

[thiefbird]

We are once more reading JSTOR for fanfiction purposes: I gotta know how long a medical degree took at Trinity in the 1790s For Reasons

#this trans stephen maturin AU has grown Backstory bc i cannot just Write it has to Make Sense #ive gotten attached to mona. a character without a last name and who is referenced like. twice #i have 6 pages of backstory notes #and much more in my brain. but i cant write them down until i know how long getting his MD took #aubreyad #aubreyad fanfic #aubrey maturin #aubrey maturin fanfic #jack aubrey #stephen maturin #its really helpful that he went to trinity tho. bc i went to trinity. i know Places. #i dated an enviromental biologist there too. which is funny. my mother commented on their similarity tbh. bc Z is also v autistic #but i know The Places. ive been in the Old Bits where he would have had classes(they dripped water on my head while i was Learning) #and i know how the city Feels. like. the roads. #fuck i miss dublin. i should go to bed befoelre The Crying starts #or find an article thatll let me read it #need to remember to beg my mothers JSTOR access this weekend

[twpsyn-who]

Thinking about Steve and Eddie waiting for the right time to propose to each other and they somehow do it at the same time.

And they don't know that the other wants to propose, nor do they tell the same people. Nancy and Jonathan know that Eddie wants to propose to Steve. Robin and Dustin know that Steve wants to propose to Eddie. The reason why Steve hasn't said anything to Nancy and Jonathan was because it felt a little bit weird to talk about it with your ex and her partner. On the other side Eddie KNEW neither Robin nor Dustin could keep a secret from Steve he didn't trust those two with the secret and Eddie really wanted to be special.

They chose the same place to propose, too - the Lover's Lake because that's where everything began and they wanted to give that day a good connotation. Steve and Dustin and Robin has worked hard for a character sheet for Steve ; it was literally Steve if everything they had gone through was part of a DnD campaign but with the difference that he was married to 'Eddie The Banished' (Steve planned to give the sheet to Eddie and wait until he got to the married part until he asked "If you would have me?" and get out the ring). Meanwhile Eddie and Nancy and Jonathan worked on this album full of photos with the party together over the years (the kids through high school + the graduation photos ; the photos from their trips around the state ; Steve with either Robin or Nancy and Jonathan or Eddie or the kids or the Byers or everyone ; little moments and random photos with caption like 'First time trying pineapple on pizza!!!' or 'First date without the kids around') with the last photo being of Steve and Eddie (the very first photo they took together) with the question "Will you marry me?" under it.

They looked over them at the same time. Stopped to fucking process what was going on. Look at each other like two idiots. They took the ring out at the same time and I don't know if they started laughing or crying or arguing over who would propose but I can guarantee the answer was yes from them both.

BONUS : Meanwhile Robin & Dustin meet with Nancy & Jonathan while hiding near the lake and they all do the Spider-Man meme while questioning each other what they were doing there. Everyone fucking face palmed when they came to the conclusion that those two were going to propose at the same time. Pure gold.

2 x BONUS : Somehow Max knew about it and said nothing because she thought it would be funny (and was 100% right)

#they would do that #idk were this came from nor do I know how DnD character sheets work but they ignored some of the rules anyway so is ok #I imagine them staying down on a blanket with the lake next to them and the moon their only source of light #Steve totally teared up a little while looking through the album #stranger things #stranger things eddie #eddie munson #stranger things steddie #stranger things steve #steddie #steve harrington #we are ignoring the fact that gay marriage probably wasn't legalized when this took place (I'm thinking Eddie's probably 27 and Steve 26) #they wanted to do it way earlier but weren't sure if it wasn't too soon #and we are ignoring the fact that Eddie should be dead. they won against Vecna and lived happily ever after #before anyone asks : yeah you can use this in your fic/write something with this idea #no need for credits but I would love to read it once it is done!! #also idk if somehow someone already did it I haven't looked it up

[sysig]

Greetings, human! ♥ (Patreon)

#My art #SCII #ZEX #The Captain #A warmup that I took a little longer with - pacing myself?? Could be #I wanted to work on the daily more at the time but ah I had a good fun with this one ♪ #Even if it was one I failed to record hhhhuah #Oh well - next time lol #Mostly inspired by accidentally starting a new fic with these two heck #Yeah on top of the recent DAX ideas coming in my brain decided to prank me with Yet More inspiration lol #I'm happy about it! I do enjoy writing :) #But it's also Extremely self-indulgent so fjdslkafjd while I'm having fun it's also like Oh No I'm Having Too Much Fun With This lol #Not such a bad thing every once in a while ♪ #They're just so cute hehe #Been having a lot of fun with this sizing of chibis lately - small sketches then upsized to ~about where I'd want them on-screen #Maybe a bit small still but that's not that strange lol #I really want to hit whichever library near here has a Cricut I must learn how these machines function and how much they charge #I mean if I can just make bookmarks at home what might the library be able to offer me hehehe ♪ #Anyway

[whattraintracks]

4. Sunset - TMNT II (1991)

Born from the realisation that Raphael was a prisoner of the Foot for at least half a day before his family showed up to rescue him. 

He is definitely being punished. Some insane higher power is looking down at him right now and having one big laugh.

This is what he gets for being such a brat his whole life. For disobeying Master Splinter so often. For forgetting who he is long enough to run around topside in the middle of the day. Unlike himself, Raph's brothers are good little ninja who follow Master Splinter's rules. They won't show up until night falls.

What's that saying? Play stupid games, win stupid prizes? Well, Raph's just won a day as the Foot Clan's class pet.

It's alright. He can make it to sunset.

They tie him to a pole right out in the open. And because he can't possibly be miserable enough in the direct sunlight, Foot Face lines up the baby Foots to use him as a training dummy. Guess he didn't take that personality comment too well.

Making fun of their terrible forms and weak hits is a hollow comfort. Under normal circumstances, humans are too squishy to do him any real damage barehanded. At least, when he's not immobilised with all of the soft, unprotected parts of his own body on display.

To his vicious satisfaction, one unlucky sucker gets close enough for him to chomp. It takes five guys and fifteen minutes for them to pry his beak open. Totally worth the sore jaw and blood in his mouth when he snarls at the next dweeb in line, and they flinch.

They gag him after that.

Just wait it out until sunset.

Oh, and that ghost he'd told Keno he thought he saw? Not a ghost. Just good old Shred-head back from the dead.

Thinking about that is its own special kind of torture. At least he doesn't have to look at Zombie Shredder, facing away from whatever shack they're running this dump out of. Except maybe that's worse.

He jumps the first time he hears that same rattle of metal from his nightmares. Gets a good laugh from the crowd watching his debut as a punching bag. From then on, every shout and clatter of metal behind him makes him squirm, and the recruits have a fun new game.

Just until sunset.

Eventually, he guesses, the novelty of beating him up when he can't fight back wears off. He's left alone save for every once in a while when someone at the edge of the clearing uses him as target practice. But, man, these guys even have terrible aim! One or two blunt shuriken bounce off his plastron, and the rest thunk sadly to the ground. Makes him feel like even more of a moron for getting caught by these guys.

So where does that leave him? Hot, sore all over, and too tired to make fun of ninjidiots. Blinking hard against the grit and sudden wetness in his eyes, he doesn't think about how much he wants his dad right now.

Keep it together, Raphael. He'll be here at sunset.

At least, he hopes he'll be here.

And he remembers his dad doesn't even know where he is. No one does except Keno. Because Raph stormed off without telling the guys where he was going. Again. Man, why's he gotta be such a hothead all the time?

It'll be fine. Keno seems like a pretty tough guy. If he's got half as much guts as he acts like he's got, he'll find them, and they'll be here.

Daylight wanes, and Raph is mercifully draped in familiar shadows. Just until sunset. Sunset. Sunset. Sunset. Hold it together until the sun sets.

He can do that.

#march for raph #tw torture #it's not graphic but it's there #i'm here! i'm here! #took me a while to think of what to write and then way too long to write it #some refs to specific lines in the movie but should still be understandable if you haven't seen it recently/ever #sorry to take this hole in canon and use it to put you through it raph your fam'll be here to save you soon #raphael splinterson #tmnt 1990s #tmnt ii #secret of the ooze #tmnt #writing off the rails