#and yeah the idea was based on got but i think they still built a lot of original stuff on top of it

[spiralsublime]

we all have to be aware of how perfect the placements of the reactions are, especially when we consider what led to them being scattered. but i personally need to put it all into words to get it out of my brain.

Then we have Fight, represented by an older woman who is a trainer. No longer an active fighter, no longer the fighter, but instead a coach. Not to mention a coach to "Domination" who is terribly undersized and is constantly beaten (assumedly) by self-doubt. She can not actively react and fight self-doubt herself, so instead she coaches and tries. She has been internalized and weakened. She doesn't have the same self-hate as Conrad from the actual Incident, but Elias has pushed his own fight response to the sidelines so hard that had can't fight his own self-esteem issues.

Also fight is perfect for a Noir Trope of the out of work old champion who comes out of retirement. And I LOVE that.

= Spoilers for the newest Episode below =

in episode and in adventuring party they actively talked about the meaning of Freeze hiding as logic. It makes the most sense as Freeze is literally mentioned by Fight as being the one that she got into it with following the Ice Skate Incident. he looked around and feared the idea of ever being in a situation where they could get that hurt. and it all made sense to him. so he becomes logic, he becomes mayor, and he freezes Elias from ever risking a fight like that again.

And that makes perfect sense for Elias, a man that is described to us as someone who has faded into himself. he hasn't had physical contact in so long that the chemicals that come from it have been outlawed in his own mind. no romance, minimal friends (probably more coworkers who barely interact from elias calling the guards companions).

The trope of false identities? CHECK.

Then we have Fawn. Fanny likely didn't have much involvement whatsoever with the Incident but she is suddenly abandoned by her family as they shatter. She then leaves and becomes attached to the Don, a man built on greed but powerful. He is an urge, and thus likely will never disappear. She still has her key, unlike Fight. She is not minimized in power because they likely never saw her as powerful. It is also extremely believable that Elias does turn to Fawn, at least more than he ever would fight.

Also she is obviously the trope of the woman in peril.

But Flight, Flight is my favorite and to be fair that might be because of the tease at the end of the episode. She is Stacey Fakename, a character that we didn't know if they were just a used name by everyone in Mentopolis or a person. Flight is so good at her job that she became a kind of myth. However, Flight has become a thief. She has her key, though I believe she stole it back (unlike Fanny just keeping it). Flight is the unknown, Flight is the surprise event. Stacey, unlike her Sister that blamed herself and her Brother who blamed everyone, likely had the frustration of the event. Elias didn't run, but he could have.

And I'm sure he has since. I think genuinely Fight being the only one without any power or connection to power shows that she became the default non-option to Elias. Freeze became his base as his logic, Flight became an instinct but less intense, and Fawn was always attached to Greed, to Safety, and through that to his Ambition.

Yeah, I love this season and I love these reactions so MUCH.

#dimension 20 #d20 #mentopolis #d20 spoilers #d20 reactions #this season is such a brainrot for me and i have started rewatching to prep for the final episode

[maxwellatoms]

Would you trust ANY Korean studio for hand-drawn animation today? I ask because, when The Powerpuff Girls came back in 2016, I noticed how slow and stiff the Korean animation was. Since then, most Burbank cartoons animated in Korea, namely Cartoon Network shows, have been like that — mostly on 2s & with less inbetweening. Look at any Digital eMation episode of Victor and Valentino or Samurai Jack Season 5; do they animate as loosely and smoothly as Digital eMation episodes of Billy & Mandy do?

Sure I would. It would all depend on the studio and the circumstances. There are good studios and bad studios, and either of those will treat your show differently based on their perception of how valuable it is to their client. In the early 2000s Rough Draft was a top-notch studio. One of the reasons I switched over to eMation from Rough Draft was that I felt like Rough Draft was putting all of its resources into making Samurai Jack look beautiful, and we were still calling retakes on three year old issues. I knew we weren't a priority to Rough Draft, and I knew that stemmed from Cartoon Network's negotiations with them, so my griping was only going to get us so far. It seemed to me that I needed a studio that was smaller and scrappier like we were. We were putting in a lot of work on our end to make cool stuff and it wasn't ending up on the screen, so we needed people who were just as hungry on the back-end, and eMation stepped up.

There's also the fact, though, that animation itself has changed a lot in the last fifteen years. Powerpuff Girls and Samurai Jack's animation always seemed to have an air of "motion comics" to it. And frankly, that's part of what I love about it. It was all a throwback to the old UPA cartoons, which were built on strong, clear poses and made for the cost equivalent of a turkey dinner. Likewise, CN storyboard artists usually had around four weeks to write and draw their boards on paper, so there just wasn't time to take the effort to do anything too complex. It was all about snapping between those 300-ish storyboard drawings and momentarily savoring them for their humor and design mastery. Now we have tons of digital tools that make the basics of animation a lot more accessible to everyone, and have changed the entire studio pipeline. Things just won't look like they used to because nobody makes them that way anymore.

When I've had to choose an overseas animation studio, the network's production arm usually gives me one or three choices and tells me that's all there is. Deals have already been made. (Sometimes they make you pick two to save on costs, which (IMO) usually results in two studios that are less functional than any one of them would have been.) The studios usually have reels, so that gives you a basic idea of what they can do. You can (hopefully) find some other show creators who have worked with the studios and get an honest review. It's an important enough decision that it's worth whatever research you can put into it. Even over good bones, an ill-fitting skin can ruin the mood.

The most important thing to remember, I think, is that it's your job and your crew's job to make animating the show as easy as possible. Really, it's everyone's job to make the next person in line's job as simple as they can. Ideally, there shouldn't be a lot of questions because the materials you sent down the chain are clear.

So... yeah. I'd still trust Korean studios as much as I'd trust any overseas or domestic animation studio. You get out of them what you put into them by feeding them money and your own labor. It's quite possible that the shows you mentioned didn't do enough of either.

I imagine the overseas studios are hurting right now, so who knows what that landscape is even going to look like in a few years.

As with every step of the process making a TV show, you just sort of have to weigh your options and find the path.

Hmm. That got long.

#animation industry #animation studios #hot mess

[avelera]

So this is a bit random but:

Dream as the hero in a Greek tragedy and Hob as an Arthurian knight.

Thoughts?

(You obviously don’t have to answer if this is stupid or you don't want to)

If I may riff a bit on this, since I don't exactly have a pre-made answer (it's not a line of inquiry I've really considered), I'd say this:

Dream is absolutely a Greek tragedy protagonist. He thinks of himself that way, he's written that way. A major, indeed central, characteristic of Greek tragic heroes is that their virtues in some situations become their ultimate downfall. No one is dying in a Greek tragedy because they're inherently bad or failed people. It is the essence of that Picard line, "It's possible to do everything right and still lose. That's not failure, that's life."

Dream's dedication to his duty is an incredibly familiar virtue for a Greek tragic figure. It is also the virtue that will lead to his eventual end (in this incarnation). At least, in the comic. We'll see in the show if that's the case, and I have my suspicions based on the story's structure that we'll be seeing some deviation or, at the very least, a more optimistic spin on Dream's end.

Neil certainly wrote Dream to be a figure from a Greek Tragedy too, ironic considering he's also the "deus ex machina" in other situations, being literally a creature of godlike (or superior) power.

As for Hob as an Arthurian figure.... I'm less convinced. And I have a lot of reasons why because I think a lot about Hob's relationship, or lack thereof, with the tropes of knighthood as explored in both canon and fanon.

Let me quickly say that for fanon, sure, absolutely. I've seen incredible, complex, lovely takes on Hob as a Questing Knight or suffering the throes of textbook courtly love (more on that in a second, because I do find that part at least plausible) or otherwise being a gallant and heroic figure.

However, this is fanon. Canon Hob is certainly made more romantic, and I mean much more romantic by the show with the whole missed 1989 meeting and Ferdie's inherent and overwhelming charm. But comic Hob is... hmm, let's say he also has his charm but he's deliberately quite rough, quite crass, more than a bit dim at times, and the furthest thing from protagonist let alone romantic hero material. I think comic Hob would laugh, perhaps a bit wistfully, at the very idea of being an Arthurian figure. Certainly the Hob of "Sunday Mournings" (the Ren Faire comic issue) would be outright derisive of the notion of himself as a romantic figure or a questing knight.

Hob bought his knighthood. I think it's something that bears remembering: he bought it.

(Let me very briefly aside say, as a grubby Yankee myself, I actually find his audacity and sort of "Ha! I got away with it!" humor in that moment incredibly charming. Fuck yeah, stick it to the nobility! Fuck aristocracy, fuck nobility, and fuck aristocratic mythology like Arthuriana that reinforces those power structures. Good for Hob being a peasant who bought his knighthood, something that would be all but unthinkable in the grand sweep of Arthuriana, which for all its romanticism is still pretty definitive about everyone belonging in their social place.)

Anyway, Hob bought his knighthood with money he made getting into early English shipping and with money made from being on the right side of Henry VIII dissolving the monasteries (which were corrupt but were also one of the only forms of social services available to common people at the time, it's an incredibly complex issue) and Hob is as unbothered by the moral quandaries of this as he was the moral quandaries of being a soldier or a bandit. Hob is the furthest thing from being a Galahad. I'm not sure he could even aspire to Lancelot at his lowest on Hob's very best of days. He's just not built like that that we see.

At least, until 1989.

Now, as I've noted elsewhere, Hob's story is fundamentally altered by this ever so minor change in the show of making him still in England in 2022, still presumably waiting for Dream about a block away from the White Horse! Now, this is some courtly love shit right there! My jaw dropped when I began to map out the implications, not just of his waiting but of his becoming a history teacher.

Comic Hob never became a history teacher. Comic Hob seems all but allergic to romanticism and nostalgia. Comic Hob's highest moment of romanticism is wondering what exists in the depths of the ocean and thinking that maybe reincarnation possibly exists.

1989 changes everything. Actually, we even have evidence that in the comic timeline, Hob wasn't even in England by, what, 1992 when Dream passes away? He's in America with Gwen and they've been dating for a bit when she takes him to the Ren Faire, which is the day after Dream died. This implies that Hob doesn't usually stick around England like he does in the show timeline. If that wasn't already clear from the fact that most of his professions throughout the glimpses we see seem to involve maritime trade (sometimes of the very worst sort). The guy is constantly on the move but he stayed in England for Dream for over 30 years.

So there, at least, I think we have the first tendrils of something for fandom to grip onto that Hob does have the potential within him to go on a 30 year quest for his lost love, which is very Arthurian. I think even Hob would be perhaps shocked at himself for this, perhaps alongside becoming a history professor, finally coming to grips perhaps with the history he's seen, learning to care about it, learning that there's more to himself than he thought.

Because Hob is a weird immortal. He doesn't do the things we expect immortals to do, like learn from his mistakes and become some sort of avenging superhero, or even accumulate enough money to not need to have a day job any more, to just utterly detached from normal human life. Instead, he seems to stay grounded in a normal middle class life for whatever era he's in (barring disaster or windfall) and just happen to stick at it longer than anyone else by virtue of his immortality. It's so bizarre in the most fascinating way, it's why I'm obsessed with him, because he stays so grounded in his time period and not in any sort of special superhero way.

But 1989 really brings into sharp relief that there is an element of courtly love to how he interacts with Dream, the Beatrice to his Dante, this figure who inspires him, whom he waits for, whom he changes for (even when Dream himself perhaps doesn't believe himself capable of change?).

There I think there's something to the notion of Hob as, perhaps, a budding figure of courtly love, if not full Arthuriana knighthood.

But more intriguing and, if I may presume, what I think you're perhaps getting at with all of this is: could Hob's Questing Knight perhaps in some way disrupt Dream's Greek Tragic fate?

Well, it's not really possible in either of those genres played straight but, in the original canon, Hob didn't wait 33 years for Dream to come home to him.

So really, in the most optimistic way I'd say, anything is possible.

#dreamling #the sandman #a couple of glasses of sake in I have no idea if this is anything but I hope y'all enjoy #hob gadling #sandman meta

[redactedgender]

my redacted face claims / fancasts

literally only two ppl asked for this ( @infiniterotting @mrsmiagreer youre both responsible for this /j) but i will take any chance to infodump

most of these are based on the vibes i get from the characters, if you perceive them differently that’s alright! i’m just having fun with it :]

let’s go!

GUY

ross lynch (musician, actor)

; somehow i didn’t think of him while i was first trying to figure out who my face claim for guy would be. originally i had my geordi face claim as my guy one, but you’ll see why i swapped them eventually dhjsdh!! ; ross has the like perfect amount of chaotic energy but also playful flirting that works really well with guy. like, the shaggy dirty blond hair, the dimples, his eyes… like, yeah. also this mf is 6’, which is taller than i had for guy originally, but him being tall is lowkey funny

━━☆

ELLIOTT

josh hutcherson (actor)

; as my hc of elliott includes him being trans, i wasn’t intentionally looking for a short actor to face claim for him (he's 5'5). but then i saw the first pic of josh hutcherson and all thoughts went out the window. as a member of the beanie boy elliott committee, it felt like fate. like imagine him with the piercings erik has, creating dreamscapes and fighting blake. god i wanna destroy him. elliott's one of my faves, and this face claim just makes my brain happy ; josh hutcherson has got the range to be able to play a character like elliott i think. also, like, y’know. it just makes sense to me ok dhsjdhj

━━☆

DAMIEN

calum hood (bassist for 5 Seconds of Summer)

; so doing research on calum hood made me learn that he’s scottish/māori, which was surprising to me. my hc for damien doesn’t line up with that at all, but i think calum hood has the perfect look for him regardless. strong but not muscly, a nice smile, and the hair?? i think yes ; my damien hc includes him being trans, fun fact. he’s extremely stealth, like only his mom and the damn crew know he’s trans. its ok firecracker, you’re still valid. ik calum hood isn’t trans, but his vibes still fit the resident fire boi

━━☆

IVAN

leonardo decaprio (younger) (actor)

; i literally cannot explain why he’s my ivan face claim. i think i saw someone else fancast him, and was like “oh yeah, that works!” and then never thought abt it again dhsjhddj!! i have nothing else to say abt this honestly

━━☆

HUXLEY

wasabi no ginger (big hero 6) / harry samba (model)

; so wasabi was my first casting for huxley because i have the hc that he had locs that he cut off after the inversion as a form of starting over, and when thinking about what his hair would look like afterwards, i thought abt wasabi. and then i thought abt how they’re similar in that they’re both not taken seriously in their fields due to stereotyping, and how wasabi is big and gentle and huxley is big and gentle too, so here we are. i think this makes sense ; i thought having an actual real person face claim for hux would be good to have, since the other characters have them too. i found this model after doing a bit of looking on pinterest, and i like this guy’s confidence (also he’s like. built. which works perfectly). he seems confident but goofy, which is so perfectly hux-coded. just imagine them combined to make my huxley face claim fgdhsjk or like wasabi is s1-s2 hux & harry samba is s3 or something

ok so i don't wanna make this post like ten pages long so if this gets enough attention i will do a pt 2 with more of my face claims (and maybe some extra goodies like my piercing ideas for the speaker characters)

thank you for indulging me dhskhdks

#dog.txt #redacted audio #redacted headcanons #face claims #guy #elliott #damien #ivan #huxley

[writingwithciara]

Boyfriend ~Chris Sturniolo & Matt Sturniolo~

summary: after the 'casual' relationship ends, y/n & matt begin dating. chris is still in love with her and he doesn't know what to do with the new relationship

word count: 2k

pairing: chris sturniolo x reader, matt sturniolo x reader

notes: final part of the 'mcconnell chronicles' & like the rest of the series, this is based off of THIS song by ian mcconnell [angst with a happy ending, chris being jealous & hating matt and the reader for a little bit]

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as soon as y/n and chris ended whatever they had, things went right back to normal. he was her best friend again and their newly developed friendship was like an open book.

they told each other everything.

well, chris told y/n everything. there was still a secret she was keeping from him.

-----

a month after their casual relationship ended, y/n was chilling in chris' bedroom. she had been planning on staying the night so the pair watched a couple of movies, expecting to fall asleep at some point.

but around 3 in the morning, y/n found herself laying on her back on the bedroom floor. she had been contemplating all night whether or not to tell chris her big secret.

"what are you thinking about, sunshine?" chris asked as his head peaked over the edge of the bed. y/n rolled her eyes and propped herself up on her elbows.

it was now or never.

"you remind me of my boyfriend." y/n rubbed her eyes sleepily as chris just stared at her.

"your boyfriend?"

"yeah. you got the same eyes, same hair, same stupid goofy smile." she reached up to play with a loose curl. "he's cute too. looks a lot like you."

"does that mean you think i'm cute?"

"more or less." y/n smiled. "but oh my god. matt is such a sweetheart."

matt? she was dating matt?

"matt's your boyfriend?"

"yeah. you couldn't tell?"

"considering you never spend time with him, no i couldn't tell."

"you were the only one then." y/n fully sat up and looked at her best friend. "you're not mad, are you?"

"why would i be mad? matt is great."

"he really is." y/n crossed her legs and gave chris her full attention. "but so are you and you will definitely find a girl who feels the same way about you that you do about her. i'm sorry it wasn't me."

"no, it's okay. truly." chris smiled and made room for her on the bed. "now let's get some sleep."

y/n climbed into the bed with chris and their energy was weird. the vibe was way off and she couldn't help but feel like it was her fault.

she knew chris had feelings for her but she just couldn't return those feelings. especially not since she had those feelings for matt.

it didn't happen overnight though. their relationship was built up during her time away from chris.

it started one night when she bumped into him on the way back from the kitchen. she was on her way to chris' room with snacks and he was coming out of his room to do the sam.

"you're y/n i take it?"

"yup. that's me. it's nice to officially meet you, matt."

"you too."

matt had found her ridiculously attractive from the start and was a little jealous chris had met her first. he had been at the same party but didn't see her.

during the first break she had away from chris, y/n came over looking for some sort of explanation but matt was the only one home. she told him everything and that's how she knew chris had feelings for her.

the second break she had away from chris, was sort of the same thing. except this time, it was so she could apologize. he wasn't home so she sought comfort in matt's arms instead. their relationship only blossomed further after that.

chris closed his eyes but didn't fall asleep. he tried to get the idea of y/n and matt out of his head but it was a harder concept to understand than he wanted.

when he was sure she was asleep, he slowly slid out of bed and walked upstairs. he knocked on matt's door and waited.

"matt, please i need to talk to you."

"what is it chris? i'm trying to sleep."

"i need to talk to someone. this is serious and i don't know what to do."

"why can't you talk to y/n?"

"because it's about her." chris sighed, nearly getting angry again. "and you, actually."

"me? what about me?"

"you knew how i felt about y/n yet you still went after her. how could you do this to me, matt?"

"in my defense, she made the first move. she kissed me first and she asked me on the first date."

"how long has it been going on?"

"just over a month now." matt rubbed his eyes. "i'm sorry, okay? i know what i did was wrong but i do really care about her and that was not expected. i thought she was the hottest girl you've ever brought home but i waited for her. waited until it was right to finally do this. but she just beat me to it."

"well i hope you two are happy together." chris spoke through gritted teeth.

"it's hard to tell if you're upset or not.." matt's voice trailed off when he caught sight of the way chris' should rose and fell. "can we talk in the morning?"

"sure. why not." chris turned and headed back to his room. he turned the light on, causing y/n to move around on the bed.

"chris, can you please turn off the light?"

"i think you should go sleep in your boyfriends room." chris deadpanned.

"are you seriously kicking me out at," she paused to check her phone. "4:13 am?"

"at least you'll be with the man you truly love."

"stop acting like this, chris. please?"

"i can't help it. i lost the girl ive been obsessed with to my own brother. but why am i not surprised? he always gets everything i want. this is no different."

y/n grabbed her phone and looked at chris once more time before heading up to matt's room. when she crawled into his bed, he pulled her close. hearing her sob quietly broke his heart.

"what's wrong, my love?"

"chris kicked me out and is pissed because i chose you. i can't help who i love."

“i’m sorry, baby. i know he’s your best friend but that just means he’ll warm up to the idea eventually. until then, let’s keep it lowkey. out of the spotlight and everything.”

“okay. that works.” y/n cuddled closer. “good night, matty.”

“good night, angel.”

the next morning was a little slower than normal. y/n was showering in matt’s bathroom while the boys were getting stuff ready for the day. nick could sense the tension between his two brothers so he tried to ease the situation.

“okay you two need to use your words instead of trying to blow each other’s heads off. what even happened?”

“matt’s girlfriend is what happened.”

“you guys finally told him?”

“wait, you knew too? what the fuck? i was hopping to have somebody on my side to make it seem like i’m not crazy.”

“you’re not crazy, chris.”

“then tell me why this is hard for me to understand. my brother went after the girl of my dreams, knowing exactly how i felt about her.”

“get over it, chris.”

“no i will not get over it. you always get everything i love. when is it going to be my turn to be happy?!”

“wow i has no idea that me dating matt was going to cause so much problems with you guys.” y/n walked into the kitchen, catching the eye of all three brothers. “maybe it was a mistake.”

“no it wasn’t. don’t say that.” matt whispered as he walked up to her.

“i don’t want to cause problems between you guys. so maybe i should stop coming around for a while.”

“no. chris can get over himself. you’re not going anywhere.” nick spoke up.

chris watched the 3 of them and sighed.

“this is too hard for me to deal with right now.” chris shook his head and disappeared downstairs. nick went up to his room.

“i’m sorry, matt. please understand.”

“i don’t want you to leave, y/n.” he reached for her hand. “i need you here.”

“the longer i’m around, the more you and chris are gonna be upset with each other.” y/n looked up at her boyfriend. “i’ll be back when chris comes around to the idea. i’m sorry, matt.” y/n placed a quick kiss to his lips before walking out the door.

matt sighed and went to his room. he couldn’t understand why chris wouldn’t accept the fact that he was happy.

——-

2 weeks later, y/n was laying in her couch scrolling through instagram when she came across a screenshot of the triplets recent video. she watched the clip and sighed.

chris has seemingly forgiven matt and was back to his usual goofy self. but matt didn’t seem to eager to participate in the video.

y/n wanted to call him and talk to him but chris hasn’t even made an effort to talk to her so she put her phone down and sighed. it was pointless.

back at the triplets house, matt was playing fortnite in the dark. he barely came out of his room during the day and chris felt terrible. he knew he should’ve been happy that his brother had found someone he could share his love with, but why did it have to be the one girl chris loved too?

“matt, can we talk?”

“if you’re going to yell at me again about y/n, just don’t. i feel bad enough already without her. i don’t need you to make me feel worse.”

“i came here to apologize. i was an asshole and i should’ve been more accepting of you guys being together. it’s just that i want to be happy too and it’s so hard finding a girl i want to love. and when i finally did, she decides to go for my brother. but that’s not surprising. you’re a far better man than i am.”

“chris you will find someone. i promise. and i’m sorry about the whole y/n thing. i really can’t help who my heart chooses.”

“i know. and i’m sorry for getting mad at you. you’re my brother and i want you to be happy. i know she makes you happy and although it’s going to be hard to get over her, i can try my best.”

“thanks, chris. maybe you should talk to y/n too. i know she probably feels like crap for hurting you.”

“can you call her or pick her up and bring her here?”

“she hasn’t answered my texts or calls in 2 weeks. i think she’s waiting for you to contact her so she knows it’s fine.”

“yeah probably.” chris pulled out his phone and dialed y/n’s number.

“hello?”

“y/n can you please come over? i need to apologize to you in person.”

“about that...” y/n trailed off and the boys heard her voice in the kitchen. she had knocked and nick let her in.

matt was the first out of the room. when his eyes locked with hers, he ran towards her, pulling her into a hug.

“i missed you so much.”

“i missed you too.” she held his face and smiled. her gaze went to chris’ face and when she saw him smiling, she went to him and hugged him. “i’m so sorry, chris. but i really do love matt.”

“i know. and i’ll get over it. you guys are good for each other and i should’ve seen that to begin with.”

“you have no idea how much this means to me.” she whispered and held him tighter.

“so does this mean she can finally be in a car video without there being any tension?” nick looked at everyone with a hopeful smile. they all nodded and he cheered.

y/n went back over to matt and hugged him again.

"wait, did you just say you loved me?" matt smiled widely.

"yeah. i definitely did. because i do."

"i love you too." matt kissed her softly and couldn't contain his happiness.

chris watched as the two of them interacted. he thought he’d be upset seeing them together again but it only hurt a little bit this time.

they were happy and he knew he would be too.

all i hear is that i never even had a shot never getting what i want her heart’s in the hands of the man that she gave a chance

taglist: @worldlxvlys @carolinalikesthings @fearfam69691

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo x reader

[transfemzedaph]

idea that definitely hasnt been living in my brain:

joel totally, 100%, does NOT have a massive crush on zedaph. zedaph, who he's heard a lot of things about but, but nothing could've prepared him for how blummin' cute he is, for goodness sake-- what. what? don't look at him like that. it's nothing. shut up.

(hope u like this even if u dont write smth for it DJBDJD)

i fucking loved this ask so much <3. i transed joel & zeds genders. bc im me. also the end is meh & i dont know what grians base looks like and i do not care

-

Of course Joel had heard about Zedaph, how could they not have. There was the rest of ZITS in the life series, Skizz specifically when he found out the both of them were joining, and of course Grians run down of all of the hermits. The basic gist of it was she's weird in a cool way and makes creative and useless but fun machines, which honestly, Joel thought sounded really awesome. Redstone was fine and all but they did tend to think most redstoners were way too serious about the whole thing.

So when Joel was invited over to be the first person to test Zeds newest thing, they were excited!

What none of any of his friends had told them, was how flippin cute she was. And yeah maybe Joel ended up stumbling over their words more than usual whilst hanging out, and yeah maybe they were a little bit distracted from the game? activity? workout? whatever it was, Joel was a bit distracted because they kept watching Zed.

Joel rushes their goodbyes and runs off back home, laying face down on the floor of their newly built home, void they should have put some furniture in already.

Grian wanders over and lets out a little snort at the sight of Joel, who just groans and rolls over, propping themself up a bit,

"This is all your fault."

Grian just stares.

Joel locks eyes with him face scrunching, "You didn't tell me she was cute."

Grian, promptly bursts out laughing.

"Gri, no, this isn't funny. This is serious. And she's gonna think I'm an idiot now and it's all your fault!"

Grian's still laughing.

Joel sits then self up and crosses their arms indignantly, "Are you done?"

Grian's giggling a bit when he replies, "You've got it so bad! For a blonde! Again! You have a type sooo bad."

Joel kicks their leg out towards Grian, grumbling slightly, "Yeah well, you're blonde but you're ugly and I hate you. So there."

Grian sits himself down next to Joel, bumping their shoulder with his own as he does.

"Honestly I bet Zed loved hanging out with you. Don't worry yeah? And at least next time you can compose yourself before you hang out."

Joel leans their head on Grians shoulder.

"Yeah." They sigh, picking at their fingernails, before mumbling "Think 'm just overthinking it cause of being new 'n all that. Just dont wanna make anyone hate me."

Grian scoffs, "No one is going to hate you, and you know Skizz, and probably Tango and Impulse as well, have all talked to Zed about you? Why do you think she invited you to hang out?"

Joel hums.

"To me it seems like she was also trying to impress you too, showing off what she made?"

Joel blushes, halfheartedly giving Grian a little shove, "Shut up."

-

It's a couple of days later when Joel barges into Grians house, "I have an excuse to go visit Zed!"

Grian sighs, "And you had to come and tell me about this? Right now?"

Joel takes in the scene, Mumbo, standing next to a coffee machine, his moustache looking very lackluster, Grian almost curled up on his stool, hands clasped around a mug.

Joel winces, "Uh, what time is it?"

"Too early for this nonsense, shoo." Grian lazily waves one hand in Joels general direction to usher them away.

Joel grumbles to themself as they walk away, "Whatever, Grian doesn't get to know my really cool and awesome plan of going over and saying that we need to beat Impulse and Tangos high score without being a bit cheaty like they were. Which is the best plan ever."

#original post tag #ask tag #smallishbeans #joel smallishbeans #yeah. gay people djbdjd #writing tag #also i think its rlly funny of me that i went mumbo? sleepy & without coffee? moustache looks like shit. #also mumbo after ghis is like hey what? grian is like ugh joels got a crush #mumbo be like. imagine having a crush on someone. couldnt be me. hashtag aro swag. #hermitshipping

[dimonds456-but-only-hlvrai]

Welcome to the AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS!

Thoughts below the cut, ID in alt!

SO: Caine is still the ringmaster, and the others may or may not be there, but for what I was specifically thinking, this is a sort of replace-the-cast thing. The most obvious two are Gordon as Pomni and Coomer as Kinger. I was thinking Bubby could be a Zooble equivalent, Benrey as Jax, and Tommy as Ragatha. Darnold would be left in Gangle's spot (though the two are nothing alike), and Forzen would have been Kaufmo.

I picked and chose names based on how weird they were GFDHJSAK

So, normal names like Gordon or Tommy got replaced, while unconventional ones like Benrey and Bubby are the same.

Leodoll is a play on Leo, meaning lion, and doll, which is. obvious.

Asher Blau literally means "happy blue." They're both Jewish names (from what I understand, PLEASE tell me if I'm wrong here), and of course Asher is a double play on Ash, like fire.

Beybend is a play on "Beyblade," while also suggesting Tommy's new flexibility

Benji Calzone is funny

Gotcher is a play on tamogotchi and Kinger's name (or, the last part of Coomer's original name)

The designs are also a play on their personalities, going off the theory for the show that that's the case (like Ragatha being a bit of a doormat and Jax being a jackass)

Gordon: Plush lion. Fierce, brave, and strong, but also a huge softie. Makes others feel better and/or safe.

Bubby: Mime action figure. Going off the idea of him being in the tube like how mimes usually start their routines pretending to be in boxes. Also his joints CAN detatch and re-attach, so something something symbolism somthing he was built instead of born something

Tommy: Heavily inspired by Betty Spaghetty. Literally really flexible, playing into the idea of him having really good instincts/adaptability.

Benrey: LEGO ass. Wanted to play into the idea of his shapeshifting, and also stepping on LEGOs sucks and you KNOW he'd find that funny. Moves like Queen Whatevawanabe (how do you spell her name?) from The Lego Movie 2. Also I liked the idea of he and Gordon being opposites: Gordon is soft, Benrey is hard. You cannot really change Gordon's appearance at all, Benrey's is MEANT to be changed, ect. I like stuff like that idk

Coomer: Tamogatchi. Easy. You ever seen Wreck-It Ralph? He moves like the Nicelanders from that movie, but with a lot more casual glitching. His speech pattern is basically identical to canon. My guy has ADHD and a terrible memory, so although he's kind, he's not super reliable. He's been here for a LONG time.

I do not know what Forzen and Darnold would look like.

Sunkist is one of those lil ducklings on wheels little kids play with, but ofc a dog instead of a duck.

If/when Joshua shows up, Gordon would be SO upset. Relieved as well, but mostly concerned. I was thinking he could either be a lion, too, cuz the idea of a lion cub is SO CUTE, but I think him being a horse makes more sense for his personality. Cowboy horsie!

Before anyone asks, yes, Gordon DOES run on all fours if he wants to be faster

I have zero idea as to where Gman fits into this. Maybe he MADE the program, I don't know.

Anyway, yeah! :)

#hlvrai au #hlvrai #tadc #the amazing digital circus #crossover #gordon martinis freeman #gordon feetman #bubby #tommy coolatta #benrey #benry #dr coomer #dr bubby

[freeuselandonorris]

omfg your vore fic is life changing. hell yeah to stigmatized weird af kinks ❤️ since you’re so good at character kink psychology, i’ll throw another one in the ring for fun - thoughts on inflation? i’ve never seen it in f1 except one fic that had it i’m pretty sure unintentionally lmao

also congrats on accidentally solving an f1 dilemma: if the drivers vore each other, there are more seats left open for young drivers to join 😅

oh anon!! first, THANK YOU and i’m so glad you liked the vore fic — i was honestly shocked at what a great reception got, but i’m really fucking delighted that people like it. hell yeah INDEED to the stigmatised kink rep! and lmaoooo maybe oscar should let the FIA know about that one too, it would sure solve a lot of problems 🤔

now, inflation! this one was WAY out of my comfort zone and i have done a lot of interesting reading today instead of doing my job! there are so many facets to it and you didn’t specify a preference, so i went with liquid inflation as this scenario came to me pretty naturally — i honestly have no idea if i’ve hit the sweet spot (ahem) with this as i was so unfamiliar with it, but i definitely awoke something in myself writing it lmao. i hope you enjoy :)

sort of one-sided landoscar, but in the context of an established relationship. cw for liquid inflation (eta because i wrote this in a rush: to clarify, it’s fantasy-based, not actual inflation), curve worship, fantasised helplessness (although all fully consensual).

Oscar’s not built like any other driver Lando’s seen.

He’s strong, obviously. Stronger than Lando is, that’s for sure. But he’s also — shaped. He’s got an arse some of the underwear models of Lando’s acquaintance (or, well, former acquaintance) would be jealous of. Little waist, but his belly pushes out against the fabric of his fireproofs. The soft mounds of his tits, firm muscle covered in a light layer of flesh that Lando likes to squeeze. 

Oscar’s shy about his body too, in a way Lando finds slightly odd given how they’re all used to being manhandled and grabbed by their physios, engineers, sometimes the fans when the security in the paddock is lacking. Keeps himself covered up in shorts and T-shirts until the very last minute, even when they’re fucking. Averts his eyes from his own body, preferring instead to focus on Lando’s. 

It’s not that Oscar hates his body or anything, as far as Lando can tell; he’s just used to seeing it only as an object of function, not something to be desired. Even though Lando thinks he’s gorgeous, could spend hours worshipping every soft and furred camber of his strong thighs and broad chest. 

Lando doesn’t know how to tell him that, express how much he loves Oscar’s curves. He tries to show it instead, spends snatched hours between free practice sessions mapping out Oscar’s body with his hands and tongue. 

He daydreams about it sometimes, the words he’d use to explain it. That there isn’t enough of Oscar to contain all of the desire Lando wants to stuff him with. That he wants more of Oscar to worship. 

It’s something he’s always known about himself, ever since he was a kid. But it’s never been as intense as it is around Oscar. Pale, soft Oscar, all hair and solid heft, his blurred edges and the sweet flush of his skin.

Probably Oscar wouldn’t mind it if Lando admitted it to him. He’s never minded anything else. But this one feels risky, somehow — a raw and vulnerable thing to express. 

Still, he wants Oscar to know, somewhere underneath it all; he must do, because he slips up, sometimes. Just in small ways. 

It had been bad in Qatar. Lando had been half-delirious anyway, staggered back into the garage after media to see Oscar propped up against the central island in the garage, hungrily sucking water from the long straw of his drinks bottle. Eyes closed in bliss, throat working as he swallowed, swallowed, swallowed. 

His racesuit hung limp from his hips. Above it, Oscar’s swollen belly curved from the fabric, full and distended. Feverish, Lando told himself he could see the stretch of it, the skin taut and bouncy as a drumskin beneath his sweat-soaked fireproofs. His hands had twitched with the effort of not reaching out to check.

“Thirsty?” he’d said, smiling, trying to make a joke of it. Trying to keep his eyes on Oscar’s face and failing, drawn to the curve of his stomach like it was exerting its own gravitational pull. “Careful, you can fuck yourself up if you drink too much water.”

Oscar had slow-blinked at him, like a cat trying to make friends, left the mouthpiece of the straw resting on his bottom lip when he answered. “Kim put electrolytes in it.”

Lando had nodded, swallowed. His own mouth watered in sympathy. 

“Keep going, then,” he’d said, and Oscar had smiled, sucked the straw back into his plush mouth and continued to drink.

The memory still does it for Lando, even now, months later. 

He could have taken Oscar back to his room, their bodies still salty and aching. Let him curl up on his side on top of the cool sheets of Lando’s bed, let Lando fill his bottle to the brim with cool water and stir in electrolyte powder. Kneel at the side of the bed and feed the nozzle back into his mouth, stroke the damp hair back from his temples, let it curl around his fingers as Oscar sucks and sucks. 

His stomach would stretch, round and tight as a ball, one smooth convex curve from ribs to hips. The inward dip of his waist hidden, overwritten by the surge of flesh. 

He’d let Lando crawl onto the bed behind him, spoon Oscar’s growing body, one arm tucked beneath his armpit to hold the straw in place. Lando would slip a hand beneath his T-shirt, peeling the fabric back so he could rub soothing circles over the bulging skin. Undo his straining jeans, the zipper sliding down of its own accord from the pressure. Say something like that’s it, Osc, you’re doing so so well. Oscar would press back against him, shuddering, body lax and lush. Moaning when Lando’s hand skims his swollen nipples, cock slipping between the fat globes of his arse. Oscar’s got a nice fat cock too, a plump handful. He’d press it up against Oscar’s belly, tend to him as he lay helpless and swollen, suckling trance-like at the straw still held between his lips. 

Here, let me help you with this, Lando would say to the shell of Oscar’s ear, squeezing his cock. It’ll take the pressure off. His big belly pressing Lando’s hand into the bed, barely able to rock his hips into the answering push of Lando’s hand.

He’d come like that, spilling over himself, letting Lando push his soaked fingers into his mouth and swallowing that down too. Part his lips and say more, please, eyes blank and lidded with pleasure. Lie patient and limpid while Lando scrambled off the bed and round, taking out his own cock and pushing it against Oscar’s hungry, suckling tongue, filling him impossibly more.

That’s what tips him over, spilling into the clutch of his own palm: the thought of Oscar swallowing down everything he has to give. His come the final straw, stretching the skin almost to breaking point. Oscar’s eyes closing in bliss, sleepy and sated, unable to move.

Lando keeps his eyes closed for a long time once the aftershocks have subsided, unwilling to let go of the fantasy. Finally opens his eyes, staring at the unfamiliar hotel ceiling. Outside, the dull thump of bass from the party yachts berthed along Yas Marina filters through.

He sighs, struggles to sit up, goes to wash his hands. The room is all meagre angles, cold metal and sharp, mean corners. He curls his hands into fists, feeling the emptiness inside them.

Back in the bedroom, he sits down on the edge of the bed with his phone, tabbing to his message history with Oscar. 

How would u feel if i told u about something u might find gross, he sends before he can chicken out. 

Oscar replies almost immediately, like he knows Lando’s waiting, nervous.  About yourself? Literally nothing could surprise me anymore.

Promise u won’t get mad or tell me im a freak? Lando sends back.

Try me, Oscar replies. Then, immediately after: Well, not unless you want me to, anyway. 

Lando smiles, chewing his bottom lip. Come to my room after debrief and i’ll tell u in person.

Oscar heart-reacts the message. He definitely knows Lando needs reassurance; usually he uses the thumbs-up. Lando pockets his phone, stretches the kinks from his back and goes out to the balcony, letting the last vestiges of sun warm his skin. That’s the funny thing about Oscar. Whatever love Lando has to give him, however strange its shape, he’ll always find a way to make it fit.

---

ps even though this ends on a slightly ambiguous note due to its one-sidedness, it does of course take place in my landoscar kink shared universe and so, in case anyone is worried, oscar did indeed react with a shrug and "okay, cool" and fire up "i have an inflation kink, AMA" on reddit :)

#lando norris/oscar piastri #landoscar #mctwinks #answered #prompt fill #ln4 #op81

[cometrose]

Here is your one (1) free pass to yap about the stupid ass adeptus gang and their shenanigans (i love zhongli having been the Tired Responsible One for his entire life... he would 100% buy/have been gifted the 'proud mother of a couple of dumbass kids' shirt)

zhongli and his adepti are like one of my favorite bands of characters alongside itto and his arataki gang they are so funnyy

the adepti appear to be very serious and strict which they are but they are also insane???? Part of the story as a whole is to show that the divine aren't too different from humans and this includes the adepti.

Streetward Rambler and Guizhong arguing about music so Morax had to take away the bell after Cloud Retainer tattled? Cloud Retainer lending Moon Carver and Mountain Shaper her cooking device that they still haven't given back? Or that one time Cloud Retainer built a snowmobile with Guizhong and Ping before Moon Carver crashed it and it took hours to dig him out of the snow? All 3 of the so called elite adepti and even the god of liyue himself trying to help some kid reconcile with his father?

the adepti are all very unserious very much freaks of nature.

I think about the Yakshas as well especially Menogias, poor guy was born to style forced to slay. It's funny how his designs were so intricate that none of the fellow yakshas wanted to wear it but he was so stubborn about it that even Rex Lapis couldn't change his mind. In fact there is not enough Morax and his yakshas lore. Like please i beg every day for Zhongli to talk about people in his past. I know he wont but I want to believe anyway.

A part of me believes that once Zhongli quit being the geo archon and moved to the harbor, cloud retainer, moon carver and mountain shaper had a terrible case of empty nest loneliness. We all know how that turned out for Xianyun but I expect it's only a matter of time before the other 2 come closer to the harbor as well. Perhaps to follow Zhongli around like lost ducklings.

In one of Xianyun's character stories, Zhongli had a commission for consultancy but he was busy and just sent her to do it. I'm gonna tear up but the idea that Zhongli knew this task would be perfect for her and just sent her on her way is just the cutest.

Also in her voiceline for Zhongli, when she told him she was coming to the harbor he basically gave her a shopping list of things to do and how to arrange her home. I love the idea of Zhongli stepping into Cloud Retainer's new house and just instantly moving the furniture to ensure proper Feng Shui. Like the list was so extensive that CR got overwhelmed -like her of all people- getting overwhelmed with knowledge is amusing.

Moon Carver is one of Rex Lapis disciplines so its clear that even amongst the older adepti that Zhongli is a still a teacher and won't hesitate to lecture them. These days I am sure he trying to be a more relaxed person but old habits are hard to break.

I haven't even talked about Zhongli and Xiao which are my favorite dynamic in the entire game I love when they are together. But Zhongli slowly trying to get Xiao to open up and experience the beauties of life and get closer to humanity every lantern rite I might weep. Like lying about stupid sesame seed oil last year and now hes flying kites this year, Zhongli is playing some incredible 5D chess to get Xiao to visit him more without explicitly saying it. BECAUSE he knows if he tells Xiao to see him he will but he doesn't want to force Xiao to come he wants him to come on his own means.

Kind of reminds me how Zhongli keeps birds. Ya know he has like bird cages where he keeps birds which he then takes around but based on his disposition I believe Zhongli is an expert and keeping birds to stay. Just building them homes and cages and of course he lets them come and go freely but some of them find his homes so nice that they decide to stay with him. So yeah I think Zhongli is deliberately treating Xiao like a bird that will return to him by his own means.

Anyway I would love love loveeee to put all the adepti in a room and just watch them work. Like CR, MC and MS are bound to start an argument while Xiao tries to linger in the corner, Ganyu tries to attend to all of them while Ping and Zhongli just laugh in the chaos.

Damn, the fact I haven't seen Ganyu and Zhongli interact since the Liyue archon quest is a crime, they are the only Zhongli relationship that I am craving to see (other than zhongli neuvillette). I want to believe it is just because Ganyu would blow his cover instantly. She would have to bite her tongue to avoid calling him Rex Lapis.

Speaking of Ganyu the fact one of the first thing CR says about her is that she was once so fat she rolled down as hill? Or in Zhongli's voicelines he implies she is stronger or even fiercer than she looks so much so that she would be embarrassed by his lack of delicacy when describing her.

I have mentioned this is another post but it's kind of sweet how much the adepti like Zhongli. He is more than their god but also a very treasured companion and friend. First he always calls them his friends ("a friend approaches" AND THEN XIAO APPEARS). But like god forbid you are rude to him because they would storm off or snap at you (Xiao and Xianyun). Don't disrespect him or they'll hate you for years (Ganyu). But at the same time he is a friend that eats dinner with them during Lantern Rite or a friend they make fun of for making square cups.

Of course I imagine there is a lot of respect in their relationship and a noticeable power imbalance. I kind of imagined that with becoming "Zhongli" Morax not wanted only to become closer to humanity but also bridge the gap between himself and the adepti. Show them not only the beauty of a world led by humans but also to come to them not as their overlord but as a treasured friend. The adepti clearly hold him in very high esteem recognizing his sacrifice, strength and good of heart.

WHICH is why i'll never accept people who call Morax a tyrant because the adepti saw Morax out and about and were like "damn im gonna follow this guy for the rest of eternity he's so cool".

I also think it is hilarious how Zhongli has influenced the adepti and how they just kind of absorbed some of his personality traits. Part of the reason Ganyu is so dedicated and hardworking to the point of exhaustion is because of how much she looks up to Rex Lapis, she even states that her work could never compare to what he has done for Liyue so she pushes herself even harder.

Or Xiao the most loyal of the adepti who still works tirelessly to this day because of his contract. I believe the adepti especially the younger ones were like "he works so hard and sacrifices everything i will do just that!".

Even Yanfei who has never formed a contract with him still maintains that hardworking attitude but without the self-sacrifice so she is like the perfect Liyue citizen in Zhongli's eyes.

anyway I have some thoughts on adepti shenanigans i would love to see

Adepti feast, put them all in a room I expect a very elegant and mature feast but I also expect someone to break something. Maybe they will behave themselves with Zhongli next to them maybe they won't we have to see. In fact put Shenhe and Yaoyao there too lets cause problems

Adepti shopping spree. Xianyun and Zhongli are terrible they will buy anything they set their eyes on. Xianyun falls for marketing scams but then there is Zhongli who won't fall for scams but buys everything at full price anyway. They reek absolute havoc in the shopping district once they get paid.

I am on my knees please please give me a Zhongli and Ganyu interaction i am not so greedy to ask for specifics just please just please (also more Zhongli and Ping interactions hell throw Guoba there too).

I will accept any Xiao and Zhongli interactions like anything i love them together.

Like i said its only a matter of time before MC and MS show up in the harbor and I can't wait to see Zhongli tease them.

Zhongli teasing the adepti!!!!!! Zhongli in disguise "OH NO I am a poor helpless mortal how could I ever compare to the adepti" they are fuming but they can't argue with him. they can only tolerate his teasing until they are alone.

Zhongli gets harassed by the Liyue public for disrespecting Rex Lapis and the adepti had to step in and tell them that it’s alright

Xiao with the strength of the gods: Mr. Zhongli did nothing wrong

Citizens: He called Rex Lapis a bum?

Xiao: He didn’t mean that he’s sorry

Zhongli: No i’m not! I think he was a fraud!

Xiao: Forgive him

Anyway please give us more adepti and please let them interact with Zhongli more. They are always so bashful and sweet in his presence so I must have an interaction I must.

#zhongli #ganyu #xiao #xianyun #adepti #genshin impact #it took me some time to think about this one

[emotionallyattachednerd]

Imposter | TP Wheeljack/Makeshift x f!robot reader | NSFW 18+

Word count: 2400+

Warnings: Smut ( Touching, spike in valve, semi public, rough interfacing and slight choaking ), dominance, impersonating and perhaps a little dark ending . NSFW 18+.

Notes: This is an idea I had thought about. Unsure how the triggers might go as it is a little different but nothing was forced, simply tricking. The ending is a little creepy, but I like that. I might do a second part but unsure still, will think about it. Sorry for the delay. Let me know what you'll think. 🥰

Coffee ☕

The history behind you and Wheeljack was long, but nothing regretful. Your friendship has always been very flirty. You were both flirty to one another, it came naturally. It was fun, of course, and you grew to love the wrecker. But like all great things they do have their bumps. It had nothing to do with either of you at first, more like the war got in between, and then after joining the autobots, you simply went your separate ways.

Wheeljack could never stay in one place for too long, he liked to travel and move around which you prefer to stay put. So yeah, no regrets what you two had, nor was there any hate from either of you for each other. In fact, over time whenever you did bump into one another, you would always end up having a good interface. Just fooling around, releasing all that built up tension, before moving on again.

Now here you were, settled on Earth with team Prime. For the past decade you've all been hidden on earth, watching for any sort of decepticon activity. A lot has happened though. Humans suddenly arrive within the base, Megatron had returned, then he offlined, or so that's what everyone thought to believe.

Putting that aside, your focus is on today, and today that brings you and the autobots a new incoming transmission, someone you haven't heard from in a long time. Wheeljack.

Knowing he is coming here not only made Bulkhead excited but so you. Sure, you were all friends, but there was something more between you and Wheeljack, a lingering spark also seeking attention. Off and on again over time you would run into one another and make up for old times. In those old times, before the war, you were quite the playful couple.

War always got in the way and things just never progressed between you two, but you both always somehow managed to bump into one another as time went on, blowing off steam as you might put it.

Upon his arrival it was no surprise that the decepticons would get involved. This was Wheeljack though, he could handle it, but that doesn't stop the others from giving the new arrival a helping servo.

Once returning to base you can't help but stare at Wheeljack. He hasn't changed at all, just the same old Jackie you grew to love. Once Bulkhead finally gave him that little space he met your stare. There's a pause, optics drifting across your figure, before he gives that cute smug smile of his. You know he's checking you out and you can't help but return the same jester.

You want to be alone with Wheeljack, and so you offered to show him around the base before the party starts for his arrival.

Now it's just your two together strolling down the hall.

"It's good to see you again, Jackie." You tell him fondly.

"Yeah, you too, y/n." Wheeljack answers, his optics glancing over sideways on you. "You look good."

You go to answer but this was tossed away when he suddenly pins you against the wall and latches his scarred lips over your own, glossa pushing in and devouring your own in a dominant act. The action did surprise you, but you melted into the heated kiss eagerly, craving it. You missed him a lot.

He lets out a growl that sounds so beast-like making you quiver in delight. You try to remember when he used to make such sounds, finding it kind of new, but this doesn't last as he suddenly turns you around and pins your front into the wall, pressing himself behind and grinding his heated panel against your aft, his lips and dentas biting against your exposed neck cables.

The action sparks a new arousal that rushes through you directly to your valve. It's been far too long, and you can tell it's been a while for him as well. Though his behaviour was so much more needy, desperate even, not that you are going to argue about that. But you did feel a little anxious feeling his servo move down and rub between your legs against your heated panel.

"Right here? What if someone sees us?"

"Let them."

Being semi-public was something you've never done during interfacing. What if the humans saw you both? That would be a long and embarrassing conversation to have with the kids.

These thoughts are long gone as he continues his desperate touching against you, letting out heated vents into your audio making your frame shiver through a growing warmth. As if answering his silent demands, you retract your panel, and suddenly feel his digit push into your valve, pumping quickly inside you.

You have to cover your mouth with your servo to prevent any loud sounds from leaving you, not wanting anyone to hear down the hall. Feeling his digit you clench around him and lean into his chassis. This doesn't last as he removes his digit and you hear his own panel retract, right before he shoves you against the wall again and thrusts himself into you firmly.

The sudden stretch does cause you to gasp out feeling it hurt just a little, but it doesn't last as the pleasure blooms through you, and he doesn't hold back as he starts thrusting into you roughly, slamming his hips against your aft with your body trapped against the wall.

This was something different that you don't think you remember happening between you and Wheeljack before in the past. Sure, you both got in the moment sometimes, but this was a control kind of rough, but you don't hate it. His movements cause your frame to scrap against the wall making you hold onto anything possible to try to keep still under his rough thrusts. It's not that you weren't enjoying it, you were loving every second of it, it just surprises you mostly.

His chassis presses into your back with his servos gripping at your waist, digits digging into your armour, with his heated grunts filling your audio as he rutts into you at a quick pace, so fast, forcing small squeaked pants to leave you over again.

Suddenly, he stills, grunts, firmly pressing against your aft and you feel a sudden warm feeling in your depths. Oh, he overloaded?

It all happened so fast and as turned on as you were, you weren't close to your own overload. Wheeljack always made sure you both overloaded, at least this is what you remember.

You hear him venting heavily as he rests against your back, cable still buried deep in you as if he was savouring it. For a moment you keep still before turning your helm a little to try and look at him. "Jackie?" You got his attention but he seems to have no words for you, making you go on. "You overloaded pretty fast." You say through perhaps what might've sounded like a little amusement, teasing in your voice, which you regret.

Wheeljack stiffens and he looks away from you as if he's embarrassed. He lets out a murmur that you don't hear as he removes himself from you, and before he could put himself away you stop him.

"Hey, Jackie, it's alright." You assure as you turn around and tug him closer against you, servos running along his cheek plating with your digits tracing over his scars. "Don't worry. It must've been a long time for you, hey?"

"Yeah." He answered through a heavy vent. "Too long." You watch as he slowly leans into your touches making you smile softly.

"It happens. But...that was something different. I never thought you liked it rough, though I didn't mind it, pretty wild."

"Oh? Is that something you like?" He smiles a little, making you beam softly in return.

"Maybe." You can't help but giggle lightly before biting your lower lip a little. "Hey, think you've got a little more in you to help me overload? I bet I could make you overload a second time."

"Yeah, sure, though I....just might need a moment." He starts palming his semi soft cable but you place your servo over his cable then.

"Allow me."

He doesn't say as much as he lets you take control, pumping his cable slowly and giving a small squeeze here and there while keeping your optics on him. Slowly you start to sink down onto your knees and he watches you as if he were in a trance. Not something you should be doing in the hall, but honestly it's all giving a small added thrill to the experience.

Taking his cable you lean forward and run your glossa along the length, pressing into each ridge and swiping over his tip as you taste his fluids and your own juices. You can also feel some of his fluids running down your inner thigh. Letting out a hum you take him into your mouth, optics up and stuck on Wheeljack as you take him inch by inch. He doesn't take his optics off you, not for one second.

Wheeljack lets out a low moan before leaning his arm against the wall in front of him, watching as you take him whole before you start to bob your head over his cable, slowly growing semi-hard as you bring his arousal up again.

"Frag..." He can't help but curse as you already manage to build up his arousal again, feeling your warm mouth and glossa running along his length while his waist moves against your mouth.

Getting him hard again gave you such pride as you let out a lingering hum around his spike before moving back slowly, letting go with a wet pop between your lips and standing back up in front of him. Some of his fluid was smeared at the corner of your mouth, and using your digit you wipe it away before sucking it clean off. Wheeljack looks on as if something was about to burst in him causing you to smirk softly.

"Do you like that?" You decide to play a little with him, running your servo all along his throbbing cable, squeezing gently. "Do you like my touches?"

"Your servo feels much better than my own." He chuckles through a throaty moan.

Letting out a soft smirk you manage to climb yourself up onto him and wrap your legs around his waist, positioning him over your drenched valve before sinking down on him.

"I think my valve can do a better job."

"Frag yes." That cute smile of his is so childish that it causes you to lean in and kiss the wrecker as you rock your hips into him.

Again, he presses you into the wall and gains firm control, thrusting slowly but firmly, and you can tell he's holding back. His moans mix in through your own while keeping a tight hold on him, moving with him as he buries his face into your neck.

"A little bite never hurt anybody." You whisper between heated vents to him. "Go ahead."

He does that, latching his dentas onto your exposed neck cables while his moans vibrate against your frame. A boiling mewl leaves you as you node is now grinding up against him giving you the perfect stimulation you needed as he leaves marks against your neck.

In the burning bliss that rocks through your entire frame you became lost but you didn't want to find a way out. You are taken out of this trance for a moment when you feel his servo suddenly wrap around the front of your neck to replace his lips. You meet his lustful dark gaze but you're not afraid, and he gets the silent approval as he adds a little pressure and drives forward into you more firmly against the wall.

The dominance is new. Wheeljack never use to do things like this, but bots can change, and you weren't complaining. Much to your surprise the change was rather thrilling as your body reacts quite positively under his rough treatment of you, but not enough to cause harm.

"Jackie...Jackie." You managed to chant his name under the tight servo wrapped across your neck, letting out thrilling mewls as the the back of your pedes dig into his rocking aft. You can feel yourself about to overload, and you don't hold back.

Your valve clenches around the throbbing cable rutting into you, feeling every ridge rub along your inner walls, right before your overload hits and sparks through your entire frame and letting out a muffled cry out moan you tried to bury under your servo in an attempt to tone it out from the echoing hall.

Wheeljack was close, so close, as you feel him hump himself against you at a rapid pace before he overloads a second time right there. He bits into your shoulder as his servo tightens a little more at your neck, only for a short moment before he loosens his hold and sags himself against you.

Eventually you both move off the wall, fixing yourselfs up and you lean forward to kiss him. He flinches, as if surprised, before quickly leaning into your kiss that turns into a hunger. You don't know why he's so flinchy, like he wasn't used to being kissed. All you do is remind yourself that it's been a long time for you both, you don't think on it too much. You missed him. Breaking the kiss you caress his cheek plating while looking up at him lovingly.

"Later, you will definitely need to show me more what I've missed out on." You whisper close to his lips. Wheeljack smirks rather proudly.

"You can count on that."

You take his servo on your own and drag him back down the hall.

While you hold his servo leading him back to where everyone was waiting, Wheeljack stares at you with a lingering hunger that you don't see. You also don't see his optics flashing white, or his sinister grin that is foreign to the Wheeljack you knew.

What you don't know is that it's not Wheeljack.

Makeshift was on a very important mission for Lord Starscream. Invade the autobot base and open a ground bridge up for the decepticons to wipe the autobots out once and for good. You weren't part of the mission, but he couldn't pass up the opportunity to blow off steam with a beautiful femme like you. He didn't mean to overload so fast before, it's just he hasn't had a good interface in a long time. But that second round was something else, very special you were indeed. Afterwards, when he succeeds in his mission, Lord Starscream will reward him, and he'll ask for you. He'll want you to be kept online all for himself.

Not the evening you might have planned, but he surely did have plans for you.

#transformers #prime #valveplug #wheeljack #makeshift #reader insert #wheeljack x reader #smut #fanfiction #writing #creepy ending probably #sugarrusheag

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rory’s guide to where the howlters might move

i was talking with @underthisweather about this because we both play sims 4 and/or watch simmers that aren’t dan and phil play. there are a lot of people more well-versed in the sims 4 game and the dapg series than i am, but as someone who deliberately bought sims packs to get all the playable worlds, i can at least give it a guess.

i briefly considered making this a tier-list video but i have WAY too much on my plate to wrangle making a template and editing video right now, so quick post it is. i use all the world names, so feel free to look around youtube and other places online if you want to actually see the worlds.

Guidelines

this is all residential worlds, so vacation worlds and secret worlds aren’t being ranked. sorry, batuu (/j).

obviously, willow creek has been their home for a million years, so that’s not in the running, but i’ll talk about it a little bit before we get into the other worlds.

even though i’m not making a tier list video, i am making tiers because it’s fun. they are:

-top contenders: my best guesses for where dil, tabitha, dalien, and nuki land -possible: not my guesses, but also i won’t be completely humiliated if they pick one of these -for the bit: not likely, but if they have a particular joke or personal attachment or storyline in mind, that could keep them in the running -nah: probably not happening

if you want to jump to the end and skip my blathering, that’s where the full tier list will be.

a quick primer as to what we’re talking about here:

-“worlds” are a group of neighborhoods sorted by a general theme or biome or both.

-“neighborhoods” are a group of buildings/spaces grouped into a loose theme. while sims 4 isn’t open world like sims 3, it has wandering spaces between lots that don’t require additional loading that form the connective tissue of the neighborhoods

-“lots” are where specific buildings/houses go. there are a variety of lots: residential, commercial, etc., and they can have specific traits to help or challenges to make things harder, much like you can give sims traits. residential is our main focus here

-each lot has a grid size. 64x64 is huge; 20x15 is a lot smaller.

here’s what they’ve told us about what’s going to happen, pulled directly from the transcript (timestamp):

Phil: We are gonna either build a house from scratch or buy a house, but we're moving. Dan: We're shaking things up. Phil: To a new neighborhood. Dan: The Howlters are getting out of here. Look, it's that time. They lived a whole life. They were ready to retire. They got this three-bedroom massive house. They don't need all of this stuff. Phil: They don't. Dan: They need to start a new life in a new neighborhood now that their gay kids are out of there and they've got an emo and a Shiba Inu to raise. Phil: Yeah. Think about it, though. We're gonna have new neighbors, new friendships, new experiences, new jobs.

generally what we know/can guess:

-prebuilt or custom-built residences are most likely, but they can also bulldoze and build on other kinds of lots without cheats. i summarize the amount of lots each neighborhood has to give you an idea of how many potential neighbors might be around.

-dan is implying they’re going to downsize, so a smaller lot seems likely

-it sounds like dil and tabitha will be getting new jobs? that probably won’t have a ton of impact on the world/lot because jobs are largely “go somewhere else to work and you either can watch or not” or “you work from home but the neighborhood doesn’t have much impact here”. still, good to know

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Willow Creek

just wanna give a quick shoutout to willow creek, dil’s home world from the beginning. it’s a base game world, and it’s got a lot of goodies: excellent starter homes, three empty lots (the one they used is a 30x20, which is not as big as they get, but is also not the smallest), notable townies (pancakes family!), a nice park, and a little downtown area. the vibes are distinctly southern USA in biome and architecture

neighborhoods

sage estates: mansions! two residential lots (one occupied by default, one prebuilt empty).

pendula view: historic section, featuring the goths. four lots (three prebuilt, one empty 30x20).

courtyard lane: current home of the howlters and pancakes! in their game, all five lots have houses (shout out to the owl slide).

foundry cove: starter homes. five lots (four prebuilt, one empty 30x20).

crawdad quarter: park, museum, nightclub, gym, library

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Oasis Springs

another base game world! VERY deserty, specifically with a slightly palm springs (southern CA, USA) vibe? they have a lot of vague deserts in the sims 4 without actually considering biome too deeply, which i can say because i’m a high-desert queer. anyway.

neighborhoods

acquisition butte: midcentury and kind of mission-style mansions. four residential lots (three prebuilt, one empty 40x30).

skyward palms: two residential lots with mansions.

bedrock strait: the description calls it “delightfully kitschy”. five residential lots (four prebuilt, one empty 30x20).

parched prospect: single-family homes similar to bedrock strait, maybe with less kitsch? five residential lots (four prebuilt, one empty 30x20)

mirage canyon: downtown area, with museum, lounge, park, gym, and bar.

upsides

i wouldn’t call dan and phil desert gays, but irl palm springs is pretty gay! there are a lot of options here to renovate that aren’t giant but aren’t tiny, either. the howlters could get invested in the landgraab drama, if they wanted. the weather is also a lot less rainy than most other words, which means fewer thunderstorms (a big plus for my gameplay, hard to say for them).

downsides

as previously stated, i don’t see dan and phil as desert gays. oasis springs isn’t their architectural style, and emo dalien would probably be miserable (this could be an upside for story reasons, but i’m leaning toward it not working specifically here). plus, oasis springs is an early sims world, and i feel like they’ll go newer for the fun of it.

tier ranking

i deliberated over this one for a second because it’s mostly a no, but i think it’s just possible enough to put in “Possible”. the very bottom, though.

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Newcrest

honestly, i’m hesitant to call newcrest a world all its own because it’s basically willow creek without anything in it. there are no preset buildings here, just three neighborhoods with five empty lots.

neighborhoods

bridgeview: lots are 2 20x15, 2 30x20, 1 40x30

llama lagoon: lots are 1 30x20, 1 30x30, 2 40x30, 1 50x40

ridgeline drive: lots are 3 30x20, 1 40x20, 1 40x30

upsides

one word: versatility. i play here all the time because it’s easy to make a tiny home (my favorite way to build my sims’ skills) on the smallest lots and build a full town around them, complete with all the houses, neighbors, and lot types you want. for youtubers who are into storytelling, it’s very appealing.

downsides

i honestly don’t see dan and phil as youtubers who want to make their own towns. they could pull from the gallery entirely without taking up too much time, but that feels too stale for their playstyle and personal aesthetics, and i think they want to shake things up more. it wouldn’t even make a good “we said we were moving but we didn’t say it would be different” bit.

tier ranking

nah

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Magnolia Promenade

technically possible, but i doubt it’s happening: it’s a similar style to willow creek with three retail lots and one empty 30x20 residential lot.

tier ranking

nah

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Windenburg

the world that came with get together, which we know dan and phil have. quality-wise, it’s one of the best worlds in the whole game: a bunch of lots, beautiful architecture, variety in neighborhoods. it has a real northwestern european vibe.

neighborhoods

windslar: mix of large houses and smaller. six residential lots with one empty 40x30, and a chalet gardens lot, including hedge maze.

olde platz: old downtown of windenburg with a bunch of housing but no empty lots. four residential, bar, library, cafe, nightclub, and an ancient ruins lot.

lykke centre: new downtown of winderburg. park, cafe, gym, nightclub, and a giant pool.

the crumbling isle: rich people on an island! five residential lots with one empty 20x20.

upsides

versatility, but with structure. building a new house on that 20x20 island lot seems very possible to me, but they could take one of the empty prebuilts or evict someone easily. a lot of neighbors to mess with, and a lot of destinations to play in. i visit lykke center’s nightclub and pool in my games all the time.

downsides

not only would i say tudor is not dan and phil’s style (which is a lot of the non-mansion housing), i would say that, despite the slightly more germanic or nordic bent, it might be too familiar in some ways? but the bigger impediment i think is that it isn’t silly enough for their playstyle and doesn’t fit any of the characters. emo dalien probably won’t pub crawl, you know?

tier ranking

more “Possible” than oasis springs, but not the highest

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San Myshuno

the world that came with city living, and dab and evan’s stomping grounds! big city and mostly apartment living.

neighborhoods

spice market: listed as a “family neighborhood”. six apartment units in two buildings, one 30x30 single-family house prebuilt, one karaoke bar.

arts quarter: the “bohemian” neighborhood where the humor and hijinks festival happens. six apartment units, including a penthouse, and an art museum.

fashion district: the “young and trendy” neighborhood where the romance festival and geekcon happen. six apartment units, including a penthouse, and a karaoke bar.

uptown: the “luxurious” neighborhood, with four apartment units, a gym, and a rooftop lounge. the city park’s next to this one.

upsides

we know this is VERY dan and phil because dab and evan already live here (and their place looks like the dnp manchester flat)! it would be very funny if dab’s parents showed up and we saw dnp playing dab like he was constantly annoyed they were cramping his style. i would also enjoy if they demolished the standalone house and built a city-style house like forever home. not that i’m trying to get a house tour by any means possible or anything.

downsides

this isn’t different enough, and that’s why i mostly think it won’t happen. i think it would only happen if dab and evan went elsewhere.

tier ranking

For the bit. i think they’ll go a different direction but they also can’t resist being self-referential, so i can’t rule it out entirely

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Forgotten Hollow

the world that came with vampires. if you’ve watched this sims series in full, you’ve seen it before. i play in it constantly, but most people aren’t into occult sims like i am or build cemetery lots to keep all their dead sims. for some reason.

lots (because there aren’t distinct neighborhoods)

garliclauter place: empty prebuilt, 30x20, vampire nexus lot trait

vatore house: prebuilt, 30x30

vlad’s house: prebuilt, 40x30

fledermaus bend: empty lot, 30x30

widowshild townhome: prebuilt, 30x20, registered vampire lair lot trait

there’s also some non-lot space that’s fun to hang out in, like the central park (that isn’t a park lot) and wilderness behind most of the lots

tier ranking

just skipping to this because it’s an easy “nah”: they’ve been here before and purely did it as an alternate-universe spooky week episode.

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Brindleton Bay

the world that came with dogs and cats (and the first canon gay sim townies)! we know they have it because nuki exists. rainy seaside vibes.

neighborhoods

sable square: listed as both the “cultural center” of the world, but as a “monument” to their pets. three residential lots with one empty 30x20, a park with the dog-friendly lot trait, and a vet clinic.

cavalier cove: seaside residential of varying sizes. five residential lots with two empty 30x20s.

whiskerman’s wharf: touristy downtown wharf. three residential lots with one empty 40x30, a bar, and a lounge.

deadgrass isle: island with a museum lot. also has a lighthouse i think you can run around in, but i haven’t tried it.

upsides

if they were doing nuki-focused story or were looking to fill a house entirely with cats and dogs, this would be the place to go. maybe the howlters could have gay friends and live next door to the heckings! dan and phil yelling about the feral/townie cats would be a delight.

downsides

honestly, i’m just not a huge fan of this world. it never runs well on my computer, it rains all the time (which i like in real life, but not the sims), and if i have pets, i’m always in the vet clinic getting that stuff to work. obviously this is a ymmv thing, but i think it’s too bland for dan and phil as well.

tier ranking

low in “Possible”. i think oasis springs makes more sense, honestly.

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Del Sol Valley

the world from get famous, which is basically a giant los angeles clone.

neighborhoods

mirage park: three residential lots, including one empty 50x40

starlight boulevard: the downtown area. two lounges, one museum, one nightclub, one park.

the pinnacles: mansion area. three prebuilt residential lots.

tier ranking

i’m gonna put this in “nah” quickly because dab is pursuing the actor career and might come here if he wants fame, but it’s more of a world to visit than live in. i don’t hate it or anything, but there’s few sims to interact with, and it wasn’t well-built. (one of the mansions has no bathrooms!) i think the only potential spoiler here is if dan and phil (mostly dan) wanted an outlet to rant about the entertainment industry, but they can do that without moving to del sol valley.

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Strangerville

came with the pack of the same name! this is different than every other world because there’s a built-in narrative about the government and weird behavior, but it also has the neighborhood structure.

neighborhoods

secret lab: this is part of the narrative and is a single lot, but it gets its own neighborhood mention because, if you look up the map, it takes up the entire upper left corner.

shady acres: rich part of strangerville. five residential lots with two empty 30x20s.

strangerville plaza: main part of strangerville. four prebuilt residential lots, one library, and one bar.

upsides

honestly, that i have any is going to probably set me apart from any sims player-dapg fan combo. i think the red desert look is nicely different from the willow creek look, the build items are sometime underrated, and dan’s area 51 reference in the latest video could have been a hint. dil has been super close to alien weirdness; might as well follow that to its logical conclusion!

downsides

i don’t actually think dan and phil will do strangerville’s story because they want something a little more different. the richer housing in this world isn’t super well-built, and i can’t imagine them building a trailer in a trailer park for fun (although they should; i enjoy those kinds of build videos a lot).

tier ranking

For the bit

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Sulani

the world that came with island living, probably most directly inspired in style by hawaii. this is a fun one because one of the neighborhoods is built on a volcano, multiple lots include sections of water, and you can turn into a mermaid! or, you know, just have a drink on the beach.

neighborhoods

lani st. taz: four residential lots including one empty 50x50, and a beach lot

mua pel’am: the volcano neighborhood! three residential lots, including one empty 40x30, and a lot of fun exploratory territory.

ohan’ali town: main town area. four prebuilt residential lots, one beach lot, one bar

upsides

very different than willow creek, good if they want to pursue a “dil and tabitha are kind of retired and immortal, why not go to the beach” storyline, generally just a good world.

downsides

if “pale nerds move to the desert” is a bad idea, “pale nerds move to the beach” isn’t much better. the off-the-grid options seem VERY unlikely!

tier ranking

no offense to sulani, but “nah” seems most likely

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Glimmerbrook

realm of magic’s residential world! (there’s a portal to another world in this one, but you can’t live there without mods/cheats.) another world where i like it in theory, but the construction could be better, and it’s mostly centered around an occult type.

lots

glimmerbrook watch: empty 30x20

charm family: residential 40x20

amicable acolytes: residential 30x20

brooks bridge borough: residential 30x20

elixirs and brews: bar

tier ranking

nah

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Britechester

discover university’s world! most of the housing here is specifically for students, but not all of it.

neighborhoods

foxbury university: the newer school! four university housing lots

gibbs hill: the town part of the college town. three prebuilt housing lots, one bar, and one library.

university of britechester: the older school. four university housing lots

tier ranking

i’m putting this in “Top contenders” with an asterisk: i don’t think it’ll happen yet, and if/when it does happen, it’ll be because dalien graduated high school and moved to university, which was implied in the latest video to be a likely path for dalien. my understanding is that university plays work better if the students live out of the world, but imagine dan and phil passing up a chance to talk about their uni experiences. i bet dalien will live his conflicted alien life in the dorms, at least to start with.

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Evergreen Harbor

eco lifestyle’s world! it doesn’t have a strict narrative like strangerville does, but it’s built specifically for residents to vote on community initiatives and with mechanics that change the look depending on how environmentally conscious everyone’s being.

neighborhoods

grims quarry: former quarry turned residential neighborhood. three prebuild single-family lots and one apartment lot.

port promise: former industrial port trying to be reclaimed by the community. three prebuilt residential lots, one bar, one community space.

conifer station: former train area turned residential. two prebuilt residential lots, one apartment space, one community space.

upsides

i honestly think this one has a lot of potential, both in regards to dan and phil’s tastes and storyline options. going from strict scientist toward environmentalist would be a great route for dil, and the household could live in an apartment without being in the city, if they felt like downsizing that much. dan specifically has a reformed nihilist vibe that would go really well here, and dumpster diving/woohooing is a LOT of fun.

downsides

maybe not glamorous enough? dalien would probably hate it, which is not a hard no for me lol. they might want a world with more neighbors to torment, too. i’m also not sure if dan and phil have eco lifestyle, are interested, or even really know about it.

tier ranking

Top contenders, even if dan and phil don’t know it

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Mt. Komorebi

snowy escape’s world, which is definitely japanese in influence, but not tokyo: it’s specifically more rural mountain areas. it’s also unique in that it’s half residential world, half vacation world, and the mountain is snowy even if you don’t have the seasons pack.

neighborhoods

yukimatsu: mountain peak with ski slopes! two rental lots, one onsen bathhouse, and one empty residential 50x50.

senbamachi: old part of town. three prebuilt residential lots, one bar, one park.

wakaba: new part of town. three residential lots, including one empty 20x15, one lounge, one rental.

upsides

look, it’s japan. dan and phil like japan (to put it mildly) and this pack melds older style with modern luxury real well. the builds are really solid as well; this was around the time when the sims team got simmers involved in making buildings, and it makes a big difference. the one time i played with dan and phil sims, they lived in mt. komorebi.

downsides

the combination of sports and vacation makes this a bit less likely as a moving destination, i think.

tier ranking

For the bit. it’s borderline imo, but if they go here, it will largely be because dan and phil love japan.

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Henford-on-Bagley

cottage living’s world, which is very deliberately rural england in style.

neighborhoods

the bramblewood: mostly woods, with some buildings. three prebuilt residential lots, one park.

old new henford: the real farming neighborhood. four residential lots, including one empty 50x40.

finchwick: the village. two residential lots and one bar.

tier ranking

nah. if i think windenburg might be too familiar, henford-on-bagley definitely is, and i doubt they’ll do farming gameplay.

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Tartosa

the world for the still-broken wedding stories pack! mediterranean in inspiration, mostly italy, i think.

neighborhoods

terra amorosa: waterfall, bridge, and buildings. three residential lots, including one empty 30x30, and one wedding venue.

porto luminoso: seaside town. three residential lots, including one empty 40x20, one rental lot, and one lounge.

tier ranking

nah. if we go here, it’ll be for the devan wedding, but even then i don’t think it’s super their style. (tbf i haven’t played here a ton, but the lounge is fun to visit)

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Moonwood Mill

the werewolf pack’s world! i think this is a bit more liveable for most people than the vampire world, if only because there’s some variety in building type, but it’s still an occult pack.

lots

volkov house: occupied residential, 40x30

new moon shack: empty prebuilt residential, 20x15

the moonwood mill library: library

grimtooth bar and bunker: bar

prowler’s patch: empty residential lot, 30x30

tier ranking

nah. can i will another alternate universe episode like the vampire one into being, though?

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Copperdale

the high school years world! mountain western united states vibe with a lake dividing the town in two. the map is beautiful, honestly.

neighborhoods

rockridge heights: the high school gets its own two-part neighborhood, divided into a high school building for regular school gameplay and an auditorium for things like prom, graduation, and a job fair.

prescott square: downtowny area. three prebuilt residential lots, one library, one thrift and bubble tea store (random, but high school years comes with thrifting as a money-making opportunity for teens).

plumbite cove: waterside area. three residential lots, including one empty 20x20, one rental, and one park, but my favorite part is the rabbit hole amusement park (you don’t get to see anyone go on the rides, but it’s a common afterparty destination).

upsides

if you ask me, this is the most likely neighborhood for howlter relocation! they specifically referenced high school years as dalien’s next stop, there’s a small empty lot to build on, it’s one of the newer sims expansions, and it’s different enough from willow creek to make it interesting while not reinventing the wheel. the social opportunities for dalien will be big! even if they don’t move here, we’re definitely going to see it a lot.

downsides

i do think dan and phil’s tastes have gotten more upscale over the years, so they outgrew willow creek, and copperdale might be a little quaint/small for them, too. doesn’t change the fact that dil and tabitha still have a teen.

tier ranking

Top contenders

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San Sequoia

the growing together world! seaside town grown up; probably san francisco bay area since lots have the quake zone trait, “sequoia” implies that biome, and the map has a big bridge on it.

neighborhoods

anchorpoint wharf: downtown area. two residential lots, including an empty 30x20, one library, and one rental.

gilbert gardens: family recreation spot. three residential lots, including an empty 40x20, and one recreation center.

hopewell hills: more suburban. four residential lots, including an empty 30x20.

upsides

family space with a lot of options to build and annoy/clone neighbors, while not sacrificing a more urban feeling. plus, it’s the second most recent pack, which means it still feels fresh to a lot of people.

downsides

i’ll be honest, i thought san sequoia was a slam dunk when i was conceptualizing this post. but now that i’ve gone through all the other worlds, i think it’s honestly too young for the howlters. dalien is not splash pad age, for sure. i think it’s still a solid contender, but i would be a bit surprised if it gets picked.

tier ranking

Possible

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Chestnut Ridge

horse ranch’s shiny new western US desert world! i’d say the red rock and hills makes i more utahish versus the southern california (oasis springs) and maybe arizona (strangerville) deserts. can i get one brushy high-desert landscape, please? anyway.

neighborhoods

galloping gulch: hilly living. two residential lots and one rental.

new appaloosa: downtown in yeehaw style. two residential lots, one nightclub, one bar, and a notable rabbit-hole arena for horse training next to the park.

riders’ glen: ranch and vineyard spaces. five residential lots with one empty 64x64.

tier ranking

let’s just jump to it: unless dan and phil get a hankering for dil and tabitha to ride horses or crush grapes, i suspect chestnut ridge will only possibly be a destination for dab and evan as brokeback mountain jokes. “For the bit” with an asterisk, it is!

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Top contenders

Copperdale, Evergreen Harbor, Britechester*

Possible

Windenburg, San Sequoia, Oasis Springs, Brindleton Bay

For the bit

Mt. Komorebi, San Myshuno, Strangerville, Chestnut Ridge*

nah

Del Sol Valley, Sulani, Tartosa, Henford-on-Bagley, Newcrest, Glimmerbrook, Moonwood Mill, Forgotten Hollow, Magnolia Promenade * = not right away

#finally got this 4k+ monster ready to go #thanks to dnp for not posting spooky week today and giving me a lull lol #this is all my opinions: i'd love to hear other sim players' thoughts! #will they prove me wrong and move the howlters to sulani? lol #i'm excited to find out #my ramblings #sims #dapg

[runningfrom2am]

🪐 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬: send me a song and a character and I'll write a little thing (blurb, oneshot) (depending on how inspired i am by the song, *cough* your best odds are with taylor swift) ab them based on the lyrics !

okayy so i'm thinking about a fic based on "one night only" by sonder! possibly with drew if that's okay??

some lyrics to help u get the picture:

I'm flying out for the weekend

I'll be calling you when I land

'Cause we ain't got no time to waste

And I don't give a damn 'bout your boyfriend

He can have you when I go

Next week, it might be Japan

I'm in town for one night (one night)

For one night only (one night only)

I came around to put it down (I came around)

For one night only (just for one night)

Got a room for me and you (I got a room)

For one night only

You wanna ride for a lifetime

This is one night only

p.s.: it's an amazing song go listen to it <333

omg i'd never heard this song and it was so good!! thank you for requesting this b!!

one night only (d.s)

pairing: drew x reader

wc: 807

drew's first thought when he realized he had an eighteen-hour layover in new york was that he had to see you. it had been almost a year since your breakup, sure, but he couldn't just miss this opportunity because you weren't together anymore.

"drew, what do you need?" you sigh as you answer the phone, internally thanking the universe that your new boyfriend wasn't home at this exact moment. 

"hey, uh, i'll be in new york tonight. i was hoping you'd want to meet up." he answers, bag at his feet while he's on the way to the airport.

you freeze up a little bit, glancing around at your apartment, at the new life you've made for yourself with your new boyfriend. "i don't think that's a good idea..." you reply quietly. you weren't about to admit that sometimes, when your boyfriend was asleep next to you in the bed you shared, that you think about how much you missed your ex. or that when he would play music in the shower that it was one of drew's favourite songs, too.

"come on, y/n/n. what's the harm?" drew chuckles. 

"what's the harm? i have a boyfriend! that's the harm!"

"oh, please." drew rolls his eyes. he's never met your boyfriend, but he still follows you on instagram, and occasionally you would curse yourself for not blocking his number, or his social media, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. "i'll level with you, babe, i don't really care about your boyfriend."

"you don't get to call me that anymore." you scoff, ignoring the growing heat in your chest and the increase of your heart rate. "besides, he's not yours to care about." you reply.

"true." drew nods to himself. "but i know that he's in LA this weekend, so apparently he's not yours to worry about right now either."

you pause, looking over at the clock. he's right. "hey, i just... i figured we could catch up. I've missed you." he admits, wanting to diffuse the tension that he already quickly built up.

you sigh, shaking your head at yourself for what you're about to agree to. "okay. okay, yeah. sure."

"sweet. i've got a hotel by the airport, i'll call you when i land." drew smiles. "see you soon, y/n/n." 

"yeah, see you later." you say quietly, hanging up the phone and throwing it across the apartment. you're mad at yourself, but you simply couldn't resist seeing him again.

a few hours later, you're still cursing yourself as you stand in the lobby of the nice hotel, waiting for the elevator to his floor. you could turn back, you could just ghost him and finally block him on everything- but you don't have the guts to. your body has made the decision for you as you quickly step inside and press the button, watching the doors close in front of you again. you drag your feet as you approach the door, knocking on it twice and looking around, making sure no one will see you. 

your heart is beating fast as he opens the door, and you feel the air get knocked out of you.

"hey, babe. come in." he says, that damn smirk everpresent on his lips. 

you brush past him and he lets the door close as you both turn to face each other. your arms are crossed tightly across your chest as you look up at him, fully on the defensive before he's even said another word. you're scared if you drop your arms you'll want to hug him.

"good to see you too." he nods, raising an eyebrow at you. he's waiting for you to crumble.

"what do you want, drew? because i doubt you just wanted to catch up if you're keeping tabs on where in the country my boyfriend is." you ask, tilting your head at him.

he raises his hands defensively. "hey, woah- is it a crime to want to see my girl when i'm in town? i just missed you."

"i'm not 'your girl' anymore, drew." you bite back.

drew chuckles to himself and takes a step closer to you. you try to keep your front strong as he looks down at you with those bright, blue eyes. you always thought they were like deep blue pools, and you knew you would get lost in them again if given the chance. "you'll always be my girl, y/n, i think even you know that..."

your resolve breaks apart in front of you, despite you trying to cling onto the idea that this was wrong. think of your boyfriend, think of him, think of him, think of him.

you don't even remember what he looks like as your lips crash against drew's again, and suddenly you feel more at home than you ever did in your new apartment.

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#700 celebration !! #500 celebration !! #raye’s milestones !! #drew starkey blurb #drew starkey imagine #drew starkey fanfic #drew starkey fic #drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey fanfiction

[traincat]

hi!! ikesoren height anon again, thank you for the detailed answer!! i honestly loved how thorough it was, but you talking about the height and weight stats in-game also made me think—soren's probably not wearing any armor into battle with a weight stat like that, huh?? ike being even heavier than he is tall makes sense because he's got armor and a big sword and whatnot, but soren is really just charging into battle in nothing but a shirt and cloak... i know mechanically it's somewhat normal for mage classes in these kinds of games to only wear light/leather armor or even just cloaks, but i wonder how ike feels about soren waltzing into fights with zero padding lol

Hi height anon! Yeah, like you said, it's pretty typical for Fire Emblem mages not to wear much in the way of armor. Typical fantasy RPG things. (His strength stat in FE9 starts at, uh. Zero.)

But on the general topic of Ike worrying over Soren/being protective over him, there's a couple of things this ask brought to mind, like these quotes from Soren's introductory chapter.

Shinon: All right, Ike. Let’s see how you handle the role of captain. Well? What are your orders, boy? We’ll do what you say, so long as you hurry up and spit it out! Ike: I know, I know! I’m thinking! Give me a moment, will you, Shinon? Shinon: Bah. Useless! We’d be better led with Mist than this soft, untested whelp. Ike: Let’s see…We’re in the middle of the road, and there’s not much cover. Soren and Rhys are vulnerable, so we have to protect them from enemy attacks…Right? Soren: That’s a sound strategy, Ike. I can attack from behind your defenses. Good thinking. Ike: Do you mean that? Um…all right! Let’s do that then.

(FE9, Chapter 4.) For context, Ike's the son of a mercenary commander and this is the first job he's been given lead over, so he's very much still learning how to command -- so this is a little bit tutorial-y for players, built into the script, since Soren is your first mage and positioning him behind a character with better defense like Ike is a pretty good strategy for training him up. (There's also some boss dialogue much later where Shinon accuses Soren of, quote, "hiding behind Ike's apron.") The above is the default, where everyone is alive, but there's this variation if you've (somehow) gotten multiple other characters killed.

Soren: Ike, do you have any ideas on how you want to approach this fight? Ike: Let’s see…We’re in the middle of the road, and there’s not much cover. You’re vulnerable, so I have to be sure you’re protected from enemy attacks, right? Soren: Right. Er…sorry for the trouble…but I appreciate the consideration. Ike: Sure. All right, let’s do that then.

I think the awkwardness of this variation is really cute, tbh, down to Soren apologizing for the trouble. It fits considering how young they both are at this point in the game, and that it takes place in the early chapters before war breaks out.

And then a variety of "death" quotes -- Soren is too plot important to actually be killed before the very final chapters of FE10, so if you do get him killed, Ike will order him to retreat. (Classic Fire Emblem has permadeath for characters, and it's sort of an in-joke-that's-not-entirely-a-joke that a lot of players, including me, will just reset if characters die. Listen, it's the right way to play. But I always like looking at the death quotes, they tell you a lot about the characters, and Soren has a lot of special ones.)

Soren: Oof! That was…poorly done. Ike: Retreat, Soren! You’ve done all you can here! Soren: But, Ike… Ike: You heard me. Fall back! You can still help us with our planning. Besides, if you tell us all what to do, we’ll be better off, right? Soren: I… I understand… Please…be careful!

(Up until FE9, chapter 17.)

Soren: Oh… Ow! Ike: Hold it, Soren! You’re not staying in this a moment longer! Withdraw! Soren: Ike, I can still– Ike: Our tactician isn’t allowed to make faces like that. Ever! Listen, we need you planning our strategies at base, so leave that attitude behind. That is unless you have a problem with the two of us in command. Soren: Of-of course not! I didn’t see… … I understand. But listen… Stay safe, Ike.

(FE9, chapter 18 until the endgame chapter.)

Soren: Argh! Not now… It’s the last battle… How could I be so careless? Ike: Soren! Just fall back! This may be the last battle for Crimea, but it won’t be the last battle for us, will it? Soren: What? Ike: We’re mercenaries. After this battle, there will be hundreds, maybe thousands of fights ahead. Am I wrong? Soren: I… No… Ike: Right. So get out of here. Our little group needs you! Do you understand? Soren: Ike… I understand. I will withdraw… Ike! Don’t let me down!

(FE9, endgame.)

Soren: …Ugh… What a terrible place… to die… Ike: Soren, retreat! Soren: But, Ike… Ike: Aren’t you supposed to be my strategist? Use your head! I need your help. Soren: …I see. As you command…

(FE10, part 3.)

And, okay, listen, not on the subject of Ike being protective, but Soren's endgame actual death quote is a lot.

Soren: Ike… Please live… Even if all the cities burn, and the seas swallow Tellius… You mustn’t die… Not you…

(FE10, part 4 endgame.)

There's also some fun game mechanics at play -- if you have Ike and Soren next to each other in FE9, Ike negates critical hits against Soren. Soren is the only character he does this for, notably.

The possessed version of Ike from the mobile game also explicitly warns only three characters to stay away from him so he won't hurt them -- Mist, his sister; Titania, his surrogate mom; and Soren.

#traincat talks fire emblem #/ #// #/// #///// #ikesoren #*replies

[sporesgalaxy]

Hey I've seen you got into one piece.

I've also recently gotten into one piece, I find it really cool.

I've seen you also talking about the show both to praise it and in a critical way.

Sorry to ask unprompted and this isn't to spark anything just a genuine question: what do you think about usopp's design?

I love the character but his design has always felt.... Bad and uncomfortable to put it mildly. Mostly the lips.

Am I being stupid? Idk you or maybe some of your followers can answer me/there can be a (civil obviously) discussion.

If you don't respond could you say that you won't be responding to the usopp ask so I know to never ask things like this? If you want. You don't have to do anything

Yeah, the lips on Usopp's design resemble an anti-black caricature. I do hate that.

I can't say I know or understand if the context of drawing lips that way is the same in Japan as it is here in America*. In America, there is a generations-long precedent of stylizing lips that way for antiblack racist caricatures. This put me off of One Piece for many many years.

I started reading just before the live action show dropped. I wanted to know why so many Americans could overlook something as off-putting as the Usopp's caricature-esque lips.

I fully expected a dime-a-dozen case study in audience willingness to dismiss antiblackness when there are enough other appealing aspects to distract from it.

What I learned was this: One Piece is very long. One Piece has made openly anti-racist arguments on more than one occasion, especially in some recent parts of the story**. One Piece has played into racist tropes on more than one occasion, especially earlier in the story.

The philosophy One Piece is built around is that everyone deserves equal human rights and autonomy, and that everyone is capable of helping to make that a reality. That philosophy is fundamentally against antiblack racism. That absolutely does NOT mean that One Piece or Oda are incapable of antiblack racism.

But I think One Piece's philosophy makes it a story worth discussing!!! A story worth reading and thinking about and using to reflect on yourself!!!!

I think that Usopp is irreplaceable as an aspirational figure for people with a desire to make a positive impact on the world who struggle with fear and anxiety, and I'm glad he was written. I still fucking wish they would stop drawing his lips like that though, yeah.

*The more Japanese animation I've watched over time, the more I see nonblack characters with lips stylized that way. That's what makes me question if there's some separate origin to it, maybe not based in bigoted caricature?? But I have no idea.

**Recent parts of One Piece have also started discussing DNA as a source for superpowers. If Oda fucks this up and makes it eugenicist I'm going to kill him. I have hope that it won't happen, because of all of the non-biological family representation in One Piece, but if it does, seriously, I'm gonna flip my shit...

#adddna #1pc #1pc discussion

[broodybuck]

Title: Milk Bar

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Rating: E

Tags: 18+ explicit smut, omega verse, milking, college AU, alpha Steve, omega Bucky

[ao3 link]

The Milk Bar had a simple purpose, to milk. It was established in most omega schools by the late 1900s when they discovered that omegas will chafe from too much masturbation while in heat. They found they were too desperate to use their slick properly and ergo the no masturbation rule for omegas came into play.

In the beginning, there was some retaliation to the rule and the construction of the Milk Bar but after a short time, omegas fell privy to the convenience and enjoyment of it.

Over time, the Milk Bar has become fully customizable. Each omega fills out exactly how they want to be milked whether that be by a machine, toy, a professor's hand, or a professor's cock. The bar assures full anonymity for both sides and the bar is open 24 hours.

When Bucky first got to university, he hated the idea. He even rebelled when he got his first heat at school and secretly got himself off during the nights. But the chafing was worse than ever since he was so rushed to get through it in the limited hours under his bedsheets.

Eventually, he stubbornly tried the bar and ordered a toy. And yeah, it was nice. Alone in a soundproof room with a slicked up toy that got him off so well he couldn't resist coming back.

The more he went back, the more he wanted. He couldn't help himself, every sign of a boner and Bucky was rerouting to the bar after class, before bed, during lunch. Basically, all the time.

Finally, the day came when Bucky swallowed his pride and ordered a professor's hand. Bucky wasn't sure what to expect and he walked into the room hesitantly.

Ends up, this service is similar to a glory hole except it's more like five-star establishment glory hole. The hole is built into a velvet patterned wall with a spongey rim. There's a plush cushion set on the floor so that kneeling will be more comfortable.

Bucky settles onto the cushion. He unzips his fly slowly, gulps down a lump of nerves and then pushes his hard cock through the soft hole. Already, the spongey texture hugs the base nicely. He has the urge to slide his cock back out then in again and get himself off on that alone but he doesn't have the chance when a warm hand wraps around him.

The movement is careful at first. Slow, calculated. He feels fingertips graze over the head of his cock and he shudders. Maybe he was missing out, he thinks. Using toys all this time doesn't quite compare to a human touch.

The hand grips him firmly and strokes down his entire length. Bucky coughs out an uneven moan. The unknown, the anticipation of what the man — or hand — will do to him is making Bucky's gut coil with excitement. Yeah, this might be a whole lot better.

"You must've been waiting for this," a voice speaks from the other side of the wall.

Bucky tenses, he wasn't expecting the person to talk. Is that part of the service, he wonders. There were no specifics in the order form.

"Poor head is all red and swollen. You're leaking, honey. Oh, you need this bad," the voice goes on.

Bucky shivers. Damn, the voice is nice. It's low and deep, definitely a man. And the way the man's talking to him is making his skin burn in all the right ways. He wouldn't be opposed to more dirty talk. So he answers.

"Been holding out all class," he replies and he's embarrassed by the crack in his voice. He's still nervous, he's never done this.

"Awe, poor thing," the voice coos and strokes him tightly.

The grip stays firm and makes sure to pull all the way from the base to the very tip. It's not until the palm circles his head, his thumb pressing into the slit that Bucky moans wanting and loud.

He bites down on his lip, feeling his face flush even though the other man can't see him — won't even know who he is. Still, he's embarrassed. But the man on the other side hums contently.

"That's it, honey. Let it happen. I know how much you need this."

Bucky whines at that, god it's really doing something for him. No more toys ever, he thinks right before his brain goes blank because the man starts stroking him rough and fast, focusing mostly on the head before another hand squeezes through the hole to cup his balls.

Bucky pushes forward on instinct trying to fit his balls through the hole, trying to give as much of himself as he can to this stranger who's helping him so well.

It's perfect then, the man plays with his balls and strokes his cock with a fervor Bucky can't usually maintain himself. And then there's something wet on the head — oh fuck, a tongue. Bucky has no idea if this is included in "Professor's hand" he's pretty sure it's fucking not but he doesn't give a single fuck.

Bucky's hipbones thump against the wall as he thrusts forward, desperate for more. He wants the man to put his whole mouth around him, swallow him down. He keeps pushing against the wall in a sad attempt to get it.

"Oh please," he hears himself plead. "Oh god."

He never gets more than the tongue teasing the tip but everything the professor is doing is more than enough to send him straight over the edge. And Bucky howls. Honestly, he swears he's way too loud but his orgasm bursts out of him so unexpectedly he can't help what broken sound escapes him.

His forehead drops against the velvet. He pants roughly as he feels the hands release him and fall away. He pouts, truly pouts, because he wants those hands back, that tongue back — that voice.

Don't go, he wants to say but it's their job to leave. This is it, this is all he ordered.

He's not sure if the man is still there by the time Bucky finally picks himself up and rezips his fly. But he still says it out loud just in case.

"I'm coming back after my class... at 7."

He walks out on shaky limbs.

And it's crazy, there's no reason to hope the same man will be there. He'll never know who it is and all he did was talk a little sultry to him. Maybe they all do that... guess he'll find out, Bucky supposes.

~~~

He's back sliding his cock through the hole more eagerly this time. A hand wraps around him. Bucky closes his eyes.

"You're just as hard as last time, honey," the voice says.

"It's you," Bucky lights up, eyes open wide again.

"Of course, figured your message earlier was a request for me. I hope so, at least."

"Yes."

"Good," the voice hums, making his fist stroke with his fist. "Been thinking about this sweet cock for hours."

Bucky shivers, smiling now, and pressing as much as he can against the wall.

"Please, it's so good," Bucky mumbles.

The man fists him in tight strokes, slowly at first, before picking up the pace. He reaches for the balls. Bucky thrusts forward. This time the man pulls them forward so they're pressed tightly under his cock, squished to the rim of the hole. The professor teases his balls gently as his other hand plays with the leaking slit.

Bucky moans brokenly. His hips hump the wall in short spurts letting the spongey rim stroke the base of his cock as the man on the other side services the rest.

The tongue is introduced a few minutes later and Bucky whines breathlessly when he feels the first lick against his tip.

"Please, please," Bucky mews.

The tongue pauses momentarily before a pair of lips engulfs the head of his cock. Bucky sucks in a breath of anticipation. The heat of the mouth stays fixated around just the head but it's enough. Bucky comes in pulses, immediately, right into the man's mouth.

Then a cold air hits him brutally as everything falls away again.

It's no surprise Bucky keeps telling the man exactly when he'll return. It happens three more times before the man changes.

Bucky's so disappointed when he feels a different hand wrap around him. When the new person doesn't speak a word to him, it takes Bucky double the time to get off. And at one point, he hears a huff of annoyance on the other side of the wall when it takes that long.

Bucky's scared to go back now. It was so different with someone else and there's no guarantee he'll get the man with the pleasant voice. So Bucky goes back to the toys but he's missing the mystery man like a song he's desperate to play on repeat.

~~~

One day after class, Bucky walks out half hard. It's frustrating at this point to think about going to the bar for a mere plastic toy. It doesn't feel enough anymore.

He stands in front of the door to the Milk Bar contemplating his order. He doesn't want an irritable, silent hand again. He'd take any toy over that. But is the small chance worth it to order a Professor's hand again in hopes it'll be him.

Eventually, Bucky realizes he's got to go in. He's starting throbbing in his jeans. He tugs on himself discreetly before stepping up to grab the handle of the door when it swings open.

The door hits him in the shoulder and he tumbles backward falling onto the ground.

"Shit, I'm so sorry."

Bucky stiffens, he can't move even as a hand grabs his elbow and tries to help him up.

"I'm sorry about that," the voice says again.

Bucky looks up, eyes wide with disbelief, and stares into the face of an attractive older man. Eyes blue as the ocean, blonde hair with waves to match, and a voice he recognizes far too well.

Bucky's speechless and it worries the man. He helps Bucky to his feet and steps back with a frown.

"Are you okay, are you hurt?"

Bucky shakes his head, his skin starts to tingle with every familiar note he gets.

"I'm... Bucky," he says and puts his hands out.

"Oh, I'm Steve or well, Professor Rogers. I don't think I've had you in class before," he replies, shaking Bucky's hand.

And Bucky feels the memorable warmth and smoothness of the palm in his. He holds on tightly, not letting the man's hand go. Steve's brows knit together in confusion.

"No, you haven't," Bucky answers. "But I think we've met."

Steve still looks lost, he glances down at their hands, then shakes his head with more confusion.

Bucky motions to the bar behind them and Steve's eyes go wide.

"Oh, no. That's completely anonymous," Steve objects.

"I told you when I'd be back but you weren't there."

Steve's mouth parts. "That was you?"

"It wasn't the same," Bucky frowns, finally letting Steve's hand go.

"What do you mean?"

"No one does it like you," Bucky's voice cracks but he doesn't care this time. He's finally found the man behind the wall and he can't let him go now.

Steve's face morphs into something else, his eyes darken.

"Well, no one's ever answered me before."

Bucky smiles, he can't help it from spreading across his face.

"Please, could we..."

"The bar has to be anonymous, you can't request me."

Bucky sighs.

"But now that we've met outside the bar..." Steve points out, "we could go somewhere else."

~~~

They stumble into Steve's place. He switches the lights on, kicks the door shut and leads Bucky to his bedroom kissing him all the while.

He crawls over Bucky on the bed, kisses him everywhere. This is what the bar is missing, Bucky thinks. Kissing. Bucky loves it, he squirms in delight kissing the man back as best he can.

"Want more," Bucky breathes.

"Mhm?"

"More than your hand. Want your cock, Steve."

"Fuck," Steve growls and latches his mouth onto Bucky's neck before he kisses down to his collar.

He lifts Bucky's shirt up kissing the skin revealed underneath. He licks over a nipple and Bucky shudders. He moans when Steve's lips suck down. He grabs Steve's hair, moaning in his ear as Steve moves to the next nipple.

"You're sensitive," Steve hums happily.

He kisses down Bucky's ribcage and Bucky sucks in sharp breaths feeling a fiery heat spread over him.

Steve sits up, his hands collecting at the fly of Bucky's pants. He runs a hand over the bulge there.

"You need it as bad as last time?" Steve teases.

"Worse," Bucky huffs, his hips bucking into the air.

Steve chuckles darkly pushing his waist back down.

"Well, I better see for myself," Steve says and undoes the fly, slipping his hand inside to pull Bucky out.

Bucky's aching in his hand. He bites back a whine as Steve holds him. It feels as perfect as he remembers.

"More Steve," Bucky whines again trying to push up into his hand but Steve won't budge.

"I know, honey. You want me to fuck you. And I intend to."

Bucky shivers with his words. It makes Steve smile and he leans down to kiss the head of the cock. He sticks his tongue out and laps gently over the tip. Bucky breathes out shakily.

"I wasn't supposed to do this at the bar," Steve says in between short licks. "But I couldn't resist. Once I saw this pretty cock."

Bucky moans in response.

"I needed it. You knew," Bucky whimpers.

Steve lets out a satisfied growl at that and rewards Bucky by sucking the head into his mouth. He lets his lips slide further down this time, eyes trained on Bucky as he taunts him with more and more of his hot mouth.

"Yes, please."

Steve smiles around him and finally, swallows him down to the base. Bucky moans out a long and loud. He tries to savor the feeling but then Steve lifts up much too soon.

"It killed me when you begged me," Steve pants over him. He kisses him hard and then grabs his cock, stroking him steadily in between them. "God, Bucky you're the only one I had to touch myself with at the bar."

Bucky whines desperately, fuck, it's the hottest picture Steve could've ever put in his head.

His hips lift again as Steve's fist moves up and down him.

"More, Steve. Please, please."

"I know, honey," Steve coos and lets go of his cock.

He slides Bucky's pants and underwear off, brings three fingers to his mouth and slurps on them vigorously. He wets Bucky's rim, licks his fingers again, and sticks the first one inside.

Bucky's body instantly reacts. Slick drips out of him, coating Steve's hand and his thighs.

"Fuck, honey. Look how bad you need it."

Bucky nods, pushing his hips forward, and biting his lip.

"Tell me, 'mega, what do you need?" Steve asks.

"Your cock, alpha," Bucky mewls.

Steve growls with a smile and whips his hand back. He tears open his pants and pulls his cock out. Bucky drools at the sheer size of him. Then sucks it all back in when Steve shoves it inside him in one hard thrust. He cries out, slick pours out of him. Steve captures his mouth in a filthy kiss.

"We can't do this at the bar," Steve croons as his hips jolt into a cruel and fast pace. "Can't watch your face, can't see what my cock is doing to you."

Bucky whines, hugging Steve tight as his cock rubs over his prostate repeatedly.

"Yeah, I know sweet thing. I know how bad it is. I'm gonna help you, just take it," Steve coaxes.

More slick gushes out of Bucky. Another kiss invades his mouth. Steve's tongue invites himself in and then Steve starts ramping up the pace. Pounding his cock into him like it's his job.

Bucky's eyes roll back, he's already too close.

"That's it, honey. You need this," Steve husks and grabs his cock to pry the come out of him.

It works, much too immediately, and Bucky starts shaking as he comes.

Steve sits back to admire his work. Bucky's come spread over his stomach. Steve smiles right before he pulls back and then slams into him again. Then he fucks him that hard until he comes and Bucky's nutting all over again.

They catch their breath together. Bucky can already feel how sticky he is with the mess of slick and come between his thighs but he doesn't care. He kisses Steve's shoulder until the man picks his head up and kisses him on the lips.

"Feel better?" Steve asks.

Bucky nods breathlessly. Steve pulls out and easily scoops Bucky into his arms, flipping them around so Bucky's curled into his chest as Steve rests against the headboard.

"Thank you, sweetheart," Steve says kissing Bucky's forehead.

"For what?"

"For letting me see you."

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HAPPY (late) HALLOWEEN!!!

Here's my gift for @gemini-forest for the @rottmnt-secret-gifting!

This is also going to be cross posted to AO3, so it can be read or bookmarked over there too!

The story, "The New World Is A Treat", can be read under the cut or in this link!

Leonardo was a soldier. He wasn't always that, but it's what he was forced to grow up as. When the Krang ripped themselves through that portal years and years ago, he had to let go of all his past dreams and childhood wishes. Then when the people around him started to slowly dwindle, he had to harden up and become the leader everyone left needed.

What Leonardo became was someone worthy of trying to fix his mistakes, someone that his family would be proud of. Someone who could actually be forgiven.

Now here he is, in a healed past, staring in a mirror and wondering if a sheet was too weak of a costume for trick or treating.

Yeah, he was going trick or treating at the ripe old age of forty. The things you do when you get yanked twenty odd years back.

It's his fault, really, that he agreed to this. It was already bad enough that all of his brothers walked up to him one afternoon last week with big pleading eyes. Then they roped CJ into this, weaponizing the face Leonardo literally watched grow up since he was an infant. Then he caved.

Now the night is here. Spirits, this feels so stupid.

Resigning himself to hiding under a sheet the entire night, Leonardo throws one over his shoulder and walks out of his room.

As expected, everyone is gathered in the lobby as they put on the finishing touches. Well, almost everyone. Leo and Donnie, who are already dressed up in Anakin and Spock outfits respectively, are too busy arguing to help out elsewhere.

"Star Trek attempts to replicate what technology would look like in the distant future based around actual science! The entire franchise is built upon science! Star Wars just makes up their own rules whenever they need some new random plot device when they’ve run out of ideas again."

Leo scoffs as he swings the lightsaber on his shoulder. “What you don’t understand is the fact that Anakin is top tier as a character and him existing is why you're already wrong."

Leonardo walks over to Mikey and Raph, who are finishing up the dragon tail to Mikey’s costume? “They're still fighting about this?”

Raph, already fully decked out in a complete Elvis costume, snorts at the question. "Are ya kidding? I don't think they've ever stopped about this. They just put it on pause."

"THEY ARE NOT "BASICALLY THE SAME THING" GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE NARDO!"

“Annnd there they go.”

As expected, Donnie runs after Leo, who has jumped behind Leonardo, the second living shield in the Hamato household. Leonardo grabs Donnie by the shell as he runs by, lifting him up as he still kicks in the air.

“Hey,” he says. “Weren’t you taught to not murder your brothers?”

Donnie looks up in thought as his kicking ceases. “Hmm, I don’t think so. Put me down, maybe?”

Leonardo gives him a tilted smirk. “Yeah I’m not that dumb you little twit.”

“You’re only defending him cause you are literally the same person!” Donnie once again thrashes in Leonardo’s grip towards Leo. Leo, the conniving little culprit that he is, snickers from the safe-zone still behind Leonardo.

“Nah,” Leo says, stepping back, “it’s cause we’ve got equal tastes.” Leo’s eyes find the white cloth over Leonardo’s shoulder. “Oh speaking of, is that what you’re wearing tonight?! Is it a Princess Leia dress to match!?”

Leonardo raises an eye as he looks down at Leo. “If I were to match you, I’d dress up as Vader.”

Leo nods slowly. “Truue.”

At that moment, Raph finally finishes helping Mikey with the dragon tail, leaving Mikey to swish around the room as he stands.

“Well, what is the costume?” he asks.

Leonardo grimaces as the attention is now fully focused on him. He would have preferred showing the costume when it was too late to turn back, but he’s still new to being ganged up on by a bunch of teenagers.

“Oh it’s just uh…” Leonardo puts down Donnie and unfurls the sheet, throwing it over his head. The sheet covers him up until it ends at his knees. He throws his arms up as if he were standing like a scarecrow. “This.”

He can’t see out of the sheet, but the silence he gets in return is very telling.

“Okay,” Leo starts. “I take back what I said about equal tastes. His are rancid.” Leo emits a small “ow”, likey from Raph smacking him for being rude.

“That’s what you’re wearing!?” Leonardo grimaces as he lifts the sheet up to face an appalled Mikey. “And after all the effort that I put into my costume?! I can accept laziness but this is just wrong.”

“Oh come on,” Leonardo complains. “It’s a classic costume!” An idea pops into his head. “Plus! CJ’s never seen costumes like these, it’s good for him to understand what older costumes looked like!”

“Hm,” Donnie activates his ninpo and makes a ninpo megaphone in his hand. “Let’s get Junior’s official opinion then.” He turns it on with a screech. “ CASEY JUNIOR! YOUR FATHER IS MAKING BAD LIVELIHOOD CHOICES! FIX HIM!”

Leonardo rips the sheet off, face heating up. “Again,” he hisses, “I am not his father. I just helped raise him after Casey died. We’re not even similar biologically.”

Leo snorts. “Says the guy who was raised by a rat.”

“That isn’t the same thing!” Sure, he raised the kid, but he knew CJ didn’t actually consider him a real father figure. He just took over for Casey Sr when she died. He ran the kid ragged when they were surviving through the end of the world, he wouldn’t be surprised if there was some discontentment running around in CJ’s head.

The curtain for the tv room parts, revealing Splinter in a king’s costume, complete with a robe and scepter and everything, and CJ dressed up in a green witch’s hat and cape.

“What was that about ‘bad livelihood choices?’” CJ asks.

Leo gestures angrily at the sheet. “This lame excuse of a turtle was planning on going out wearing just a sheet as a costume!”

“It’s a good costume!” Leonardo looks over to try and salvage his lazy choices, but he loses all hope when he sees the appalled look on Splinter’s face.

“What son of mine chooses to wear something so tasteless!?” Leonardo’s face heats up in unexpected shame, and he’s pretty sure he hears snickering behind him.

“Oh, come on,” he says “It’s a classic! Case,” CJ straightens his back slightly, and Leonardo feels his chest grow tighter, “c’mon, what do you think?”

CJ pinches his mouth then sends him a pitying smile. “It’s… less than I was expecting.”

“What.”

As the rest of his younger family starts cackling behind him, CJ gestures to all of them. “Well, I remember you telling me when I was younger that you guys dressed up in really detailed costumes that you spent weeks making or preparing.” CJ points at the sheet. “And I’m pretty sure you just pulled that out from your laundry.”

Leonardo scowls at him and finally shrugs off the sheet. “How come you didn’t forget stupid stuff like that like a normal child?”

A heavy arm lands around his shoulder and Raph pulls him into a side hug. “Hey, cheer up! I got a spare outfit from last year you can borrow for the night.”

“Can’t I just put on one of your flannels, call myself a lumberjack, and we call it even?”

Mikey jumps up on the back of his shell. “Nope! You know the rules. We all have to wear a costume when we’re trick or treating!”

Leonardo sighs. “Alright. Show me what you got, Raph.” Great. This is just great.

-

Once Leonardo was forced into a cowboy costume of all things, everyone grabbed their pillowcases and hiked up to the surface. They made their way over to the MOMA where they met up with April, dressed up in a surgeon’s outfit, and Casey Sr, donned head to toe in all the gear of a famous female wrestler that Leonardo forgot the name of.

There was a delay in getting to the nearest apartment sector of Manhattan since Casey and Raph had a wrestling competition upon seeing each other. Leonardo thought about breaking them up but CJ kept cheering on Casey, so he let it go.

Keeping CJ happy was the reason why he even agreed to go up, so he’ll focus on just that for the night. That was worth every moment of embarrassment from being seen in a costume.

As they kept moving, Leonardo found that it wasn’t a hard feat to accomplish. The second they turned a corner and spotted groups of kids running around in costumes and decorations like intricate jack o'lanterns set down on porches and fake spiderwebs all around, CJ’s eyes lit up. Everything’s filled with orange and red, probably the two colors Case knew best, but the environment isn’t oppressive at all. It’s warm, inviting, comfortable, things he only had fragments of when growing up.

And the kids. Leonardo had never considered himself the type to be fond of children, but the sheer number of children that flooded the streets wearing silly costumes makes everything more alive. The apocalypse felt so dead when their numbers were already dwindling, but now he’s recalling the days when Cassandra first found CJ, forcing them all to experience a breath of life for the first time in years.

Then Leonardo has to do a double take, because are some of these kids…?

A little girl in a poofy pink dress runs by on their right yelling with glee and carrying a candy bag almost bigger than her. She almost trips over the sidewalk with a yelp, but Raph catches her just before she hits the ground.

“Whoa, I gotchu kiddo!” The little girl’s eyes are shut tight, but she opens them as she realizes that she never hit the ground. She turns to look at Raph. “You gotta watch yourself with it being dark out here and all.”

The little girl nods with a fanged smile. “Sorry mister!” She wiggles in Raph’s hand and he puts her back on the ground. “I’m not used to a big dress like this. It’s so big that it’s covering my tail!” The little girl lifts up the dress slightly enough so that a definitely-connected-to-her-body reptile tail can be seen sliding back and forth on the ground.

Raph gasps with extra emotion. “You have a tail?! So do I!” Raph turns around and brandishes his tail, the behemoth it is in comparison to her’s.

“NO WAY!”

Leonardo shakes his head fondly at the little yokai girl’s interactions with Raph. “No way.”

Donnie looks up at Leonardo. “I’m guessing there wasn’t much of a yokai-human bond in the future?”

“Not in the beginning,” Leonardo elaborates. He watches as CJ swoops in and helps direct the kid back to her group of yokai friends. “As the years went on, the humans started to realize that we existed and were trying to fight for our lives back, so we decided to form an alliance with them.” The little girl high-fives another kid in the group, a human boy in a superman costume. “I never expected it to happen here.”

“Yes yes, the miracles that spawn from an unforeseen until time-travel-shenanigans alien invasion, or something. Yin and yang, the good you find in the evil and that jazz.”

Leonardo scoffs. “I always wanted a normal life for him, one where he could actually live up here and go to high school and find his own way in life and be happy.”

Leo suddenly slides into the conversation in such a way that makes Leonardo narrow his eyes. “Oh, you wanted the best life for Casey?”

“Stop.”

“That sounds like something a DAD WOULD WANT!”

Leonardo leans down over him. “I know what you are.”

Leo tilts his head innocently. “Anakin Skywalker?”

“A JACKASS!”

A thwap on the back of Leonardo’s leg forces him to cut the conversation short. He looks down and sees Splinter rubbing his tail.

“Could we please not argue when we could be spending this time trick or treating?!” Splinter complains. “The one time of year we get free candy and you boys are wasting it!”

Leo rolls his eyes and holds up his hands. “Fine, but I'm not done with you, old man!” Leo runs off before Leonardo can argue with him or attempt to wrangle his head.

It takes a few more minutes for them to finally reach their first stop, an apartment with a skeleton wreath hanging over the door. It’s a quaint spot, but Donnie likely already knew the contents of the candy inside; peanut free, optional gummy option, possibly a handful of fidget toys. Leonardo would never forget how his Donatello would go the extra mile to track the best neighborhoods in New York. They always came back home with more candy than they (sans Raph) could carry.

Mikey starts to run up the steps with extra energy, but he freezes halfway up. He turns around and grins at CJ.

“Cmon Casey!” He shouts.

CJ’s eyes widened. “Wh-” Case looks back and forth from everyone around him. “Are you sure? I don’t even know what to do.”

Mikey rushes back down, grabs CJ’s arm, and drags him back up. CJ looks back at Leonardo with a fearful expression, but Leonardo just lifts his hands up in surrender with a smile. He laughs when CJ scowls back.

Mikey stops CJ at the top step. “Just ring the doorbell, wait for the person inside to open the door, then shout trick or treat! Sometimes you don’t even have to say it, they’ll just give it to you anyway.”

CJ looks back and forth from the door to Mikey. "They'll just give you candy?" Mikey nods. CJ looks back at the door and takes a deep breath. "No tricks? No payment?" Again, Mikey nods. CJ looks back to the door. His hand rises slowly to press the doorbell, just about to press it.

CJ pauses. "What if I mess it up?"

Donnie whips around CJ and presses the doorbell for him.

Mikey gasps at him. "Donnie! This was a learning moment for him!"

Donnie rolls his eyes. "Oh please, we'll do this at least twenty more times. He'll have his moment at some point."

As shadows move behind the door, CJ suddenly straightens his back and goes stock still.

It feels a bit ridiculous, but seeing CJ get nervous from something as small as this makes Leonardo’s mind cloud up with the need to go up there and pull him back to safety. This is the safest they've ever been. They're surrounded by the best warriors they've ever met who also just so happen to be their direct relatives. They're living in a world, a time where they're finally free, but Leonardo can't help but fear for him.

The door opens to a young Hispanic woman in a messy bun and a detailed gothic vampire outfit. A large orange bowl is full to the brim of different brands and flavors of lollipops and suckers.

CJ stutters for a second before shouting, at the top of his lungs, "TRICK OR TREAT!"

Everyone flinches at the volume, except for Casey, who applauds. CJ turns toward Mikey with an innocent grin. "How was that?!"

Still wincing, Mikey gives him a thumbs up.

The woman laughs and rubs her ears. "Damn kid, that was loud! I feel like I should let you guys get extra for that."

CJ gasps with childlike delight. "Really?"

Leo runs up the steps and nudges him aside with an awkward laugh. "Maybe don't encourage him? He'll probably shout at every door like that if you do."

This comment leads to the woman sending a knowing look towards CJ. "First Halloween?" CJ nods sheepishly. She leans in closer with a devilish grin, dropping a handful of candy in CJ's bag. "Then here's a tip for you. A new guy moved in a few doors down about a week ago, and I saw him carry a whole box of king sized candy bars inside this morning."

Donnie snatches at the candy she offers next. "I'm adding it to the map and we will head over immediately. Oh and uh, thank you!"

As everyone else quickly grabs their own handful of candy, CJ stands to the side and stares into his own bag.

When they all start walking towards the next stop, Leonardo slows down to walk in step with CJ. "How's the first haul?"

CJ looks up at him with a smile. "She gave us all so much! Are all houses like this?"

“Basically, yeah,” Leonardo says.

CJ goes to say something else, but then he seems to notice something and pauses. "Wait… didn't you get some?"

Leonardo scoffs. "Nah, I'm too old for that."

"Too old?"

"Yeah. Halloween is more of a kids thing. Some people in college go to parties, but us adults don't do much besides follow our kids around or hand out candy." Leonardo sends a dirty look at a grinning Mikey when he says that second part.

CJ frowns at his answer. “That seems like a stupid rule to have.”

Leonardo shrugs. “I don’t have much of a sweet tooth these days, so I’m not complaining.”

The comment does not seem to satiate CJ. “How about this,” CJ reaches into his bag and pulls out a fist-full of candy. “Once we’re done, you can have half of my candy!”

“Whoa hold on Casey, this is your haul. I’m not going to take it.”

Instead of listening to Leonardo, CJ forces his left hand open and shoves a handful of hard candies into his fist.

"You're going to enjoy this night just like I am," he says with a tone of assertiveness. CJ runs off to the rest of their family, leaving Leonardo to stare at the handful of jawbreakers he was given.

-

For whatever reason CJ had knocking around in his head, he kept handing Leonardo half of the candy he got. At one point he even tried to shove it all in Raph's bag (making sure to not put in any peanuts), but then CJ would catch him and send him those pleading eyes again. So, he got a bag.

Incidentally, him getting a bag led to him taking the opportunity to confiscate anything he deemed bad. Most of it was candy with nuts that somehow slipped through Donnie's radar. At one house he had to confiscate a baggie of chocolate covered espresso beans from Donnie and Mikey before they could try it out. They did not need any more energy than they already have. For that matter, who thought espresso beans were a good thing to give to children!?

Thankfully, before Leonardo can rip his nonexistent hair out, Splinter suggests they rest up at the nearby entrance to Central Park.

The kids unanimously decide to circle up and trade different brands amongst each other. CJ, bless him, doesn’t know most of what he’s been given, so it eventually becomes a showcase of CJ trying each piece that’s offered to him.

Leonardo watches their antics from a nearby bench. He’s thankful that they didn’t try to drag him into their little circle, he’s not sure what they would have done if Leo started to dump all his butterfingers in Leonardo’s bag. If Leo didn’t like them, then what makes him think that Leonardo would?

He’s brought out of his thoughts when Splinter sits down on the bench next to them with a sigh.

“You have no idea,” he says, “how difficult this gets as you get older.” He stretches his back. “I swear, you kids just keep getting more and more energy as the years add up.”

Leonardo gives him a halfhearted chuckle as he adjusts his hat. “I am having more fun out here than I thought I would,” he admits. “But I’m not much of a kid anymore.”

Splinter hums. “True. But then again, you will always be like little baby turtles to me. You four were so small and adorable!” He sighs. “I remember the first few days I had you and your brothers. They were the worst nights of sleep I ever had! Always making your little turtle noises and crying when it got too cold.”

Leonardo can’t help the snort of laughter that escapes from him. “I can believe that.” He looks over at CJ. “When Casey died, CJ was only two years old. He still needed someone to raise him, and I was really the only person around that could actually take care of Junior. Don was always working on our defenses, Mikey had to take care of anyone that got hurt, and Raph was already…” Leonardo’s voice catches and he coughs to release it. “Anyway, babysitting duty just so happened to land on me. I thought I wasn’t getting any sleep before, but when I had to deal with Case? I became a living zombie.”

“Babysitting?” Splinter scoffs. “I could hardly call raising a child for fifteen years through the destruction of your world babysitting.”

“Again with the-” Leonardo exhales sharply, then releases it in a heavy sigh. “It wasn’t just me that did it. It took pretty much the entire resistance to raise that kid. Everyone was basically his aunt or uncle at one point or another. Donnie was, Mikey was, April too. Heck, even Draxum pitched in a couple of times!”

“You say that,” Splinter says, “but that kid looks up to you like any child would to their father. I would know, that’s the look you would always give me. It’s the look you still give me.”

That catches Leonardo off guard. He looks back at Splinter, already giving him a knowing grin. “You may think that he doesn’t see you as a father, but he does. Just as much as I can tell that you see him as a son.”

Then, CJ shouts something that almost causes Leonardo’s brain to short circuit.

“Ojiisan!” Leonardo’s head snaps towards CJ, who doesn’t seem to notice anything off with what he’s said. “Did you want any candy? I’m offering now before Casey starts hoarding it all.”

“DON’T GO GIVING AWAY MY CANDY, GIVE AWAY YOUR OWN!” The two of them then dive into a mini wrestling contest.

Leonardo blinks. “What-” he shoots up to his feet. “What did he say?”

“I believe he called me his grandfather. And in Japanese, no less.” Splinter hops off of the stool with a snarky look that he knows he inherited. “I wonder what that makes you?”

Leonardo can’t find anything to say to that, so Splinter pats his leg with a chuckle before making his way over to the kids and requesting some kit kats.

There’s not much Leonardo can will himself to do besides watch as CJ escapes Casey’s hold and hands Splinter a pile of kit kats.

When he was wrangling with CJ as he grew up, he always thought that CJ didn't deserve a parent like him. He deserved someone that actually knew what they were doing when it came to kids. Casey literally worked with little brownie scouts to create an entire brownie empire. If there was anyone that deserved to be the parent, it was her.

But Casey is sitting right next to him now, and she's more of a big sister to him now than anything else. CJ's looking at Leonardo now, waving him over for a seat in the circle on his other side.

He looks down at the bag of candy in his hand and he can feel a smile begin to form on his face.

Leonardo hauls the bag over his shoulder and goes to sit down next to his son.

“So, got any more of those jawbreakers you feel like handing off?”

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