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b1mbodoll · 9 months

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i dont know why hybrid breeders thought it was a perfect idea to put bunny!you in a cage with wolf!nicho (＞人＜;) he so obviously could break you to pieces but instead he likes to play with you! pulling on your ears and flicking your tail :( it's enough to make you whine everytime but he doesn't care !!!! and eventually when his heat comes, you can tell bcs hes twice as mean when teasing you, pushing you down and lifting your ass up so he could "play with you like normal" but the whole time his hybrid cock is running against your pussy TT n when you get really fussy it gets hard not to fill you all the way up completely (non con) ★★★ literally theres no way you're getting out of his hold! you can cry and try to push him away but hes 10x stronger than you and his heat makes him soooo hot all he can think abt is making your tummy swell up with his pups! (so unrealistic but i know you're into it but imagine him fucking his knot into you so deep it starts pooling out your mouth and your eyes are rolled back and u cant do anything but feel it completely)

love 🎀 anonie!

pairings: nicholas wang x f! reader

warnings: hybrids + inflation + knotting + breeding + blood + noncon + jealousy + a/b/o dynamics + drool + daddy kink + subspace + inflation

💌: i had to prio this bc its so dreamy like 😵‍💫 u included a lot of my fave kinks n tropes n im so thankful i love u so much for swndinf this my way idk how much i can add on bc its lrtrly perfect but i hope i do it justice !

the first time you and nicho r forced into the same cramped cage your heart was racing and ur tail was twitching so bad :( your reaction tugged at nicho’s heartstrings but the lust he felt was overpowering any bit of sympathy. he’s not a complete monster so he doesn’t take your virginity immediately. instead the wolfboy satiates his sick need to torment you by tugging at your loppy ears and mouthing at your cotton tail, strings of saliva coat the entire thing n pool at your asshole.

he doesn’t go any further yet, has to get you used to the “tame” stuff before he can fuck you raw. tries to hold back for as long as he can but the closer he gets to his rut, the less self control he has n it’s your fault he’s got his teeth planted on your shoulder as he slips his cockhead inside. “your pussy is so tiny, bunny,” he murmers, words slightly slurred from the drool escaping him, “gonna fuckin’ tear you apart.”

before he’s able to fill you up completely, nicho’s needed in the breeding room n your handler lets you out into the gated pasture, doing their best to keep you two in seperate enclosures from that moment on.

it’s been a week since your caging situation was sorted n the wolfboy is lucky if he catches a glimpse of you through a fence. words cant describe how furious nicholas is, snarling at the sight of bunny hybrid! euijoo cuddling up to you under a tree wishing he could scare the male into submitting to him n prove to you that he’s the prime mating choice.

it’s not long before your luck runs out and wolf! nicholas corners you after your caretakers have gone to bed. he’s so large and intimidating and his cold stare makes your legs shake with fear. the silence is deafening and he breaks it by asking to play, the question making your blood run cold because in his world, “playing” means letting him grope you n leave bloody lovebites across your chest. he doesn’t bother waiting for a reply because no matter how much you refuse he’s not gonna leave you alone. he needs to touch you.

nicho decides to go about toying with you differently this time. has to put you in your place n get it through your head that you nd your bunnycunt belong to him! snarls when he gets a whiff of euijoo’s scent, “present f’me, slut” he demands and the need to obey is so strong. has you opening your legs immediately, small hands spreading your hole open to expose your pussy. he groans at the sight and his mind becomes cloudy due to his impending rut, cant take the time to prep your cunt for his huge cock so he just opts to get it over with and makes you take his entire length in one go. “knew you’d feel good ‘round my cock,” his voice is thick, “gonna make you have my pups, bun.” more filthy words are directed to you n they have you keening, fucking yourself on his cock faster n faster.

it’s easy to slip into a submissive headspace, the feeling of his balls slapping your clit and knot beginning to inflate are overwhelmingly delicious leaving you no choice but to beg. “pleasepleaseplease cum, alpha! need your knot so bad i hafta make you a daddy!” nicholas fucking howls when his seed shoots directly into your womb and it makes your eyes cross. even after his knot reaches its full size he continues grinding his cock into you, cum getting pushed so deep inside it spills out of your open mouth n trickles down your chin. he’s too far gone and can’t stand the sight of his semen dripping out, cups your jaw with his hands n covers your mouth, makin you choke on the creamy fluid <3

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lemon-towne · 4 months

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HOLDEN PREVIEW TIMEEEEUHHH

Okay so I’ve realized that I’ve never given yall anything else abt the Michael book (book? Idk maybe an online fic or smthn) other than the potential covers for it

Needles to say I felt bad and so to make it up to yall I’ll post a small snippet of a part in the actual story so here yall go <3333

(Be nice bookie this is a draft, a really rough one so don’t expect a whole lot.)

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“It seems as if you take the things I do for you, MY SON, for granted. Michael I just don’t understand, you’re right; I don’t. But you blatantly refuse to talk to me when you have a problem so how am I supposed to know if something is bothering you?”

She looks at me with a blank expression after that. . .expecting me to answer wrongly. As if I don’t know what I’m talking about.

As if I don’t know how I feel.

“Because you never bother to ask.”

I pause.

“I don’t tell you things because you never even bother to ask. When I do open up to you, you feel the need to tell me I have nothing to be upset over.”

I remain in the same place, just standing there. . .looking down at my mother.

“When I come to you, you lash out on me. You tell me to ‘Just be happy’ to ‘look on the bright side’ or better yet ‘I’ve been on this earth longer than you have, what do you know about the world? You’re still pretty young!’ Well I’m fucking sick of it. .”

The words come out like a flood, it feels like I can’t stop! I want to stop but I can’t, they just keep pouring out of me like river.

Like a damn that was finally broken. First a few drops. . .then a small stream. . .then the rest of the flood.

“You can’t keep telling me to cheer up when there isn’t anything to be happy over anymore ! Fuck man- when was the last time you have asked me ‘How was school today’ ?”

“Don’t you dare get smart with me! Don’t you think I try my best, Michael!?”

She’s screaming now.

“I try my best as a mother to provide you with a home, a bed, clothes to wear, food to eat ! I don’t get a fucking ‘thank you for any of it !”

“Yeah! Mum I think you blatantly forget, that is the bare fucking minimum that you are supposed to do for your child !”

. . . I scream back.

“Thank you for providing the things that I needed as a child ! The shit that I NEEDED, yes ! You could’ve been utterly fucking neglectful but Jesus for you to be emotionally unavailable is just as terrible !”

This was the first time, in a long time that I have seen my mother display such raw emotion. Her face. .i can’t even recognize her face now. It’s all scrunched up and red with anger. It looks as if steam is about to start shooting out of her ears as if she’s some sort of cartoon character.

“All of the sacrifices, all of the time, pain, energy- whatever! I gave up my entire LIFE to raise you as best as I can, your father and I working for hours ! Hardly being home to make sure YOU have a place to rest your head at night ! And you’re right! What the hell do you know about living ? Normally when teenagers complain about wanted to be treated like adults it’s because they ARE being treated as such ! You’re sad ! Okay ! I get it Michael but for fuck sake stop making it everyone else’s problem !”

I had already emotionally disconnected from this conversation. .i start to walk towards the front door, not even looking at Jane anymore.

“Oh where are you going now.”

She says, her voice starting to become quiet

“Out.”

“With whom ?”

“. . .”

“Michael Alex Holden. I know you hear me speaking to you.”

I do. But I don’t say a word. .i don’t say a word as I open the door and I remain silent as I leave the house.

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womp womp hope u like it or wtv

#michael holden #osemanverse

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nemesis-is-my-middle-name · 26 days

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apologies to all of my followers but i'm gonna continue being insane abt ff14. no end in sight. hope everyone bothered by that has blocked the tag by now

anyway anytime i say literally anything abt zenos' narrative position i feel the need to preface it with a VERY large "ymmv dependent on your wol" disclaimer bc even if it's got nothing to do with shana and is entirely canon based i know the degree of like. reciprocity there. varies wildly. anyway pretend i said that better the important thing is i'm yes-anding his bit. anyway

ANYWAY i think zenos and ardbert are really great narrative parallels.

like, to both of them, the wol is their only friend and equal. both of them share or believe they share a kind of experience and mentality with you that basically nobody else could understand. both of them show up after all of your other friends/allies have been completely stomped by an expansion's final boss, while you're the last one dragging yourself forward, to be the one who helps you to victory. they both, in some sense, give their life to you (ardbert gives his remaining aether to put your soul back together, zenos cuts his head off rather than live outside your fight and then rides to the end of reality for you later if you don't want to count that one). they both get their dead body possessed by elidibus, which is more of a "two nickels" thing than a total parallel but i think it's fun so i'm putting it here anyway. they both serve as both enemies and allies at different points in the story without changing their core mission statement much at all.

they are also diametric opposites. obviously.

i think to a degree they are expressions/mirrors of two semi-opposing sides of the wol. The Hero and The Hunter. ardbert is the other half of your soul, the warrior of light, and by his own admission his favorite part of the job was never the battle itself, it was the calm that came afterwards. the warmth and security of knowing they'd helped and protected people. he lives and dies by those bonds - he's got a whole party behind him, and they all choose to give their lives twice over to try and give norvrandt a tomorrow. his stand with you is him remembering that fact, reaffirming his desire to help them despite the struggles. he cares deeply abt the world, abt giving them hope. your fight against hades is a manifestation of that determination. you'll drag each other up no matter how much it hurts because goddammit this world is yours and you are not going to stand by and let it die.

zenos by contrast is nothing so lofty. he does not give a flying fuck about people's hopes, or pain, or any of their emotions, or the general concept of tomorrow. he is the part of the wol that is the hunter, the person they become in the heat of battle that scares the shit out of their enemies. the one who finds joy in their work not bc they know it's bringing hope and light to the world but purely bc of the thrill of it. you are an adventurer—you wouldn't do what you do if you didn't find some pleasure in it. his bond with you is completely inextricable from your capacity for violence. he throws off the endsinger's despair not bc he gives you hope but bc hope and despair are foreign objects to him. he reminds you that your friends, the star, the hopes and dreams of reality are all outside the room, and inside it is just you, and your enemy, and you are nothing before you are death to your enemies. so why the fuck is it not dead yet.

like, you could make the case that it's the Best and the Worst, but i think that's only circumstantially true bc again: the wol couldn't be the wol, couldn't keep fighting and winning the way they do, if that part of them wasn't there. but i DO think it is a very present duality, that they reflect matching and opposite parts of you—the part that fights for love of the world, and the part that does it for love of the game.

#the nemesis speaks #swift plays ff14 #ffxiv spoilers #endwalker spoilers #like so many spoilers #i thought abt putting this under a readmore but then: i didn't #read my essay boy.#also so so many thoughts abt shana specifically that i kind of want to type up but also. nobody is here for this lmfao #AND ALSO one of these days i'm gonna write that whole thing abt the narrative reprecussions of zenos showing up for you #it's got layers. one of them was this thing. there's others.

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sneezemonster15 · 1 year

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Hi! One last question heheh

Sorry to bother you

I just keep thinking, if the character of Sasuke was added as a form for suggestion from the editor, how Kishi got the idea to make Naruto and Sasuke a gay couple? , or do you think it just happened? I mean it was a Shounen, and if Kishi wasn't intentional in make a gay romance before bringing Sasuke to the story, like why he took the risk and the stress (to be more subtle abt the romance) to begin with? Or he was intended to make Naruto gay before he even added Sasuke?

Maybe is a dumb question hahaha

Don't respond if you don't have time.

Thank you for taking your time making all these post, they are really interesting, they blew my mind many times when reading them😁

Like before finding your blog I didn't think that Hinata was such an horrible character, like I can't believe I missed all the hints and storyline that Kishimoto wrote, I still can't believe how he managed perfectly to write a gay romance and the whole world ignored it or think it wasnt (at first I thought that😅😂) , his writing is top tier, honestly he managed to trick us all. Naruto succeeded in a homophobic society and it's still one of the most successful manga in the world, with one of the largest fandom around the world, its so mind blowing, I can't find any other word to describe it haha.

Now with the given information of your blog, I just feel soo sad about the ending, and I didn't feel much like this before, like I used to think: "well it was okay with the wedding of NH and the other stuff like meh, a cliché ending like many other animes" 🤷‍♀️ and theeen I discovered your blog and I felt so eye-opened and so sad at the same time😭 like imagine how many years of kisses and hugs Naruto and Sasuke already lost before the reconciliation, and then they lost another 12 years because they can't be together because of their fking nh ss, like fr😭

( P. S. I apologize for the bad english, I'm not a english native speaker)

Well thank you again and greetings!

I'll be looking forward for more of your post.

Have a amazing day😊

Hi.

If readers feel sad reading this blog, then I have accomplished my goal. You got what I was trying to say. Hehehe. You are supposed to feel sad. Because it is such a grand and beautiful love story with such a tragic ending. Like it's the longest love story I have ever sat through. The longest, most feelingly written, love story with a sad ending and yet you would wanna sit through it again. It's a kind of sweet torture. It has a weird hold. If you have really truly seen it, you realize you have never seen anything like it before. It's so righteously earnest and yet cleverly subversive. The themes of light and darkness, yin and yang, night and day, sun and moon, with all the shades in between, the story itself reads like that. There is such innocence and lightness and a tenderness to it and yet there is darkness and it's bloody and sinister. There's so much hope and despair at the same time. There's such feather lightness and crushing heaviness to it. So many scenes make you feel happy and sad and aching and nostalgic at the same time. I will never forget the scenes with tiny Gaara. Ever. It's branded on my brain. Kishi is a very sensitive writer, make no mistake. He understands. He knows there are no binaries. He writes all shades. So many characters he wrote are so iconic, because so many of them are so relatable to fans in their own ways, that's quite a feat for a writer. He is inspired by one of his favourite films, 'The never-ending story', which I feel like he also relates to. In the sense, he relates to the notion of a troubled young boy who uses his imagination to cope with the world, building fantasies and entire worlds and great romance and elaborate characters in his head. He put quite a bit of thought in his characters, the way he has written them consistently, and yet very shrewdly. He has written them so well, he has polarised his audience. A huge audience. Powerful storytelling.

Kishimoto did say in one of his interviews that Yahagi San, his editor suggested giving Naruto a rival which happened to be Sasuke.

Kishimoto paid a lot of attention to write Sasuke and Naruto in character, and why wouldn't he? They are the main characters, the main act. He works with a team of editors and artists. This doesn't mean that Kishimoto hadn't thought of Sasuke's character before this. Obviously a lot of thought has gone behind Sasuke's design, characterisation and arc. Kishimoto has often talked about how Sasuke has been the most challenging character for him to write and draw. That he had to give Sasuke a lot of situations for his arc and story to proceed as Kishi needed to, for it to move the plot. Sasuke has been written in a lot of scenes. Kishimoto said Yahagi San suggested to make Sasuke Naruto's 'rival', rival being the operative term. Kishi probably had already conceived of Sasuke's character, it's not possible he hadn't, given how much Sasuke's character contributed to Naruto's own arc and story from start to end. But a seasoned Yahagi San must have guided a very young and professionally inexperienced Kishimoto about how to go about introducing different characters and specifically a character as important as Sasuke.

Yes, he intended to write Naruto as closeted gay from the start. It's one of the defining features of his character in the story, none of it comes without deeply brainstorming about it. Even the pilot has portrayed shades of his sexuality, but I am glad Kishi changed many things post pilot. But Naruto's characterisation as a closeted gay boy is pretty consistent throughout.

Writing a story and characters is a matter of inspiration and creativity. A professional writer can write something in a matter of hours if the inspiration strikes them or take months and months and nothing would materialise. It depends.

But whatever the author writes, it's the editor's job to make sure that the desired impact of the story is properly delivered, as intended by the author and anything that is a hindrance to that is removed or rectified.

As for your question here, I don't really need to debunk anything. What I mean is that there's nothing to debunk.

I know SS stans put a lot of weight into this panel for two reasons : 1) Eyemex or whatever they call it. Eye contact ie. 2) Panel size, where it is a largish panel which shows Sakura being held by Sasuke.

And apparently this panel makes all of the things that happened between Sasuke and Sakura alright. Everything. Sasuke's contempt towards her, his apathy, his brutal honesty, his utter disinterest in her and absolutely nothing that indicates he is being tsundere towards her. Yeah, SS stans are embarrassing like that.

But the fact is that it still doesn't prove anything. If anything, even here Kishi was gung ho on maintaining the focus on Naruto and Sasuke. The Sasuke and Sakura panel is a het bait. Because Kishi had to draw one scene with them together foreshadowing the canon ending where Sasuke and Sakura were paired together. That's all this panel means.

Because what else could it mean? Through the entirety of Shippuden, we hardly see any significant SS interaction, and what there is shows how much Sasuke doesn't care about Sakura. The war arc itself underlined it again and again what with leaving Sakura to perish in the lava dimension, mocking her or dismissing her as she would try to interact with him. One has to look at what precedes and succeeds the panel. One cannot simply draw meaning out of an isolated panel unless the context is set up.

And what is the set up here? The context is that Sasuke and Naruto were together fighting Kaguya while the rest of them were feeling pretty useless and a burden/liability, including Kakashi and Sakura. Obito is feeling guilty. Kaguya sends Sasuke to another dimension while Naruto is determinedly and strategically fighting Kaguya, while being worried about Sasuke. Obito senses it and is prepared to help him out with Sakura's help. Naruto is very grateful to Obito because he is helping him to look for Sasuke.

Kishi even made sure to mention it in the external narration. Naruto and Obito go to save Sasuke, hehe.

While Naruto, Sakura and Obito are looking for Sasuke, Naruto is trying to sense Sasuke's chakra. On the other side, Sasuke is trying to sense Naruto's chakra. They can sense each other's chakras. Just like that. What does it imply?

What impression does this give the reader? That they are so thoroughly attuned to each other, they can easily sense each other's chakras and just follow it to find each other. Like they are connected.

In this panel, Sasuke thanks Obito for his help, which he used in conjunction with his own Rinnegan ability. Yes, some focus is certainly put on the eye contact. But like I said, if there's nothing romantic indicated in the context and subtext, in fact, the opposite, you can simply attribute it to het bait which Kishi serves the audiences pretty regularly. It also helps the reader build expectations as to what will happen in future.

If Sakura was so instrumental to this scene and Sasuke, why isn't that present in the context? Why is Kishi only focusing on Naruto and Sasuke? Well, he ain't the only one. Lol.

This happens right after the panel under discussion. It's about Sasuke and Naruto. They are the core. They are the main act. They will change the fate of the shinobi world together. All this is already established properly by this point in the arc.

And right after Sasuke is rescued and brought back to the dimension where Naruto is, he immediately runs towards Naruto, Naruto becomes really happy, and they bicker, like usual.

Lol. All of this, the way the scene was built up and rendered, puts stress on how solid Sasuke and Naruto's bond is. Like the entire thing. The way situations are created, the way conflicts or problems are presented and then the way they are resolved. In the Sasuke rescue mission, the focus went to Obito's character who had a specific reason to help Naruto.

Narratively, the focus was put on Obito who came off as the true rescuer, Sasuke is made to thank Obito after the rescue operation, the external narrative also doesn't even mention Sakura. Sakura was effectively a replacement of Naruto in this scene because the real body of Naruto was fighting Kaguya and Naruto's clone wouldn't have had enough chakra, so she volunteered. Because she could help with the one commodity she could offer at this point, since nothing else she could offer really helped here. And she needed to be brought in the narrative, since so much emphasis was put on teamwork just prior to this, so Kishi wrote this in, Sakura being a part of Sasuke's rescue operation. The least she could do and not be labelled completely useless. That and punching Kaguya as Kakashi set it up for her. Seriously, what else did she even do that didn't end up as a complete embarrassing disaster for her in this arc, especially after Sasuke joins the war and she starts to show off? Lol. And following this SS interaction, if you can even call it that, the next SS interaction in the same arc should be enough for fans to stop considering this panel as so important. Lol. Sakura confesses to him like she is dying without him, no matter the current situation where there's a freaking war going on lol, he emphatically rejects her and then genjutsues her ass so she would stop getting in Naruto and Sasuke's way.

SS stans are not to be taken seriously. Oh sure, Sasuke and Naruto talking about giving their lives for each other while delivering full fledged romantic Shakespearan dialogues for each other isn't romantic but Sasuke looking at Sakura is. Lol.

As for your question about the post I wrote about Gaiden.

I saw in one of your post, about how sasuke proposed to Naruto after his journey after war, and how naruto rejected him because Naruto is a closeted gay, all of it this proposal was implied in Gaiden( I haven't read it)?Or is just a theory that connects all the dots of why the SasuSaku looks so bad in the Boruto era? hehe

Yes, it was my theory but like I wrote in the post, it's entirely extrapolated from canon. Shippuden, Gaiden and Boruto movie. All I am doing is writing about the consistent nuances that Kishi writes in, given its shounen and he had to be careful about writing a gay narrative in it, Brokeback Mountain style, hehe. He wrote Gaiden in a way which compelled the reader to read between the lines, at least the perceptive audiences. He uses several allusions for the SNS dynamic that he uses throughout Naruto and Shippuden and writes very consistently granular nuances that he writes for Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura's characters in their respective scenes. If one is paying attention, they can tell all of it. You can give Gaiden a read, it will all become clear to you. Kishi wanted to bridge the gap between the larger narrative and the disparate ending that didn't satisfy the potential climax he was building towards with it. He wanted to tell the audience that SS was a sham and that Sasuke and Naruto are truly the real pairing but because of the worldbuilding of the shinobi world, they couldn't be together as they were meant to. Rather, they are carrying their burdens, sharing their burdens because they are shinobis who are meant to suffer and endure. But at least, they are doing it with each other's support. It is still heartbreaking.

#sns #ask #sasuke #naruto #narusasu #sasunaru #anti ss

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attollogame · 1 year

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OC Kiss Week 3—Cheek

Suha—Cheek (No NSFW; 1.3k )

It's all abt the de-stressing and how all your co-workers can't mind their own business <;3

There’s something malicious about the way that the Crowes Court remains at a steady temperature of ‘just below survivable’. With hallways made out of wood and stone, one would think that they’d endeavour to keep the heat up, but you can hardly feel your hands even when they’re shoved beneath your armpits in a bid to keep them warm. While you’re shivering and sticking as close to the heat fan as possible, Suha is looking entirely unaffected as she flips through a stack of papers on her desk.

When you saw Rembrandt flouncing around in a t-shirt earlier, that should have been your indication that you’re the only one in the Crowes Court right now actually bothered by their hackneyed bid to save bills.

There’s a pause in the sound of the papers shifting, and when you look over, you see Suha watching you from over the rim of her glasses with what can only be described as a look crossed between both amusement and pity. She sets down her pen and leans back as though to better assess just how much of a disaster you look like right now. “Let me guess—you’re wondering why the Crowes Court feels more like a morgue right now than a government office?”

“Is it obvious?” A look of surprise appears on your face as you raise one shaking hand to eye level. Suha tracks it with her gaze before returning to looking at your face, pity now overtaking the amusement previously present. “I think I’m about to enter a cryogenic state.”

This earns something of a laugh from her as she sets her pen down and adjusts her glasses. She glances over at a clock that’s been ticking away on the wall next to you both before nodding once and rising to her feet. “Well then, come along. Let’s get you somewhere warm before my partner turns into a popsicle instead.”

You scoff at her choice of comparison before rising to meet her, taking her hand in yours as you do so. Her grip is warm, to the point that it feels like your skin is burning, and you find yourself envious of her internal furnace that seems to be running twenty-four-seven. She squeezes your hand once before guiding you towards the door and back out into the arctic vortex that is the Crowes Court hallways.

In retrospect, you should have known where she was taking you before you arrived. She led you through a familiar path—pausing on occasions where she needed to greet someone, or inquire about some report—and out through the back, where a massive glass structure lay ahead. Suha once referred to this place as her version of Jannah—a paradise where she can be without aftereffects. When you pass through the massive doors and under the orange glow of the lights, you can see why she calls it such. The cold and the gloom of the Crowes Court seems to melt away, allowing your shoulders to un-clench and your body to gradually warm up to ‘living’ again.

“You should have told me it was that bad, you know.” Suha scolds you without any hostility in her words as she turns and fusses over you. You find she does this quite often with things that she holds dear—this fussing. “I would have taken a break hours ago. I get no pleasure from seeing you miserable because I have paperwork to do.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” you hum in response, already looking upwards at the massive glass ceiling above you. The smell of soil and nature makes you feel like you’ve entered another world—as it so often does—and the sound of a waterfall flowing from somewhere deeper within is almost trance-like.

“Keeping in mind is not assuring me of anything, love.” Suha clicks her tongue once before withdrawing and leading you further along the path. You’re probably heading towards the waterfall you were just listening to moments ago; it’s one of Suha’s favourite spots for when she needs to hide away from Markos or Castor’s mechanical wonders. “The report I’m trying to work through right now isn’t something of major priority, fortunately. It’s just approving emergency response exercises we need to run through with each of the districts.”

Emergency response exercises were something that Suha frequently spoke about; the need to be prepared in case something like the Rapture happens again (unlikely, since they kiboshed all factories after Lacheln) or another incident like 19 P.I (more likely, considering how Markos runs the government) seemed to be constantly on her mind, and you’ve spent many a late night in her office with her watching her nearly have a breakdown over the amount of preparation.

The memory is grim enough to cause you to move closer, until you’re walking by her side with her hand in yours rather than trailing along behind. She doesn’t react, but you do see her expression melt into one of comfortable pleasure instead of the slightly-strained smile she wore earlier. That’s another benefit of coming to this greenhouse—you get to see Suha as she actually is. Not the stone-faced Judge for the Crowes, but instead as the woman who has too much passion for gardening and is constantly two seconds away from starting a war on behalf of the unfortunate.

“I do want to apologize, as well.” Her comment draws your attention back to her. You’ve reached the waterfall now—a large, beautiful feature that runs down to a pond so clear you can see every grain of sand on the bottom—and she tugs you down to sit on a rock face beside her. “I feel like I’ve been neglectful of you.”

Her hand comes up to caress your cheek, a gesture so soft that you practically melt into her touch. That’s another thing about Suha—with her, you’re sure to be absolutely spoiled, be it through praise and compliments on things that you’ve done, or moments like this where she’s sure to give her entire attention to you.

“I mean,” you begin, both wanting to reassure her it’s fine but also wanting to be doted on a little bit more by playing it up. Unfortunately, Suha is quick to catch on to your thoughts, and you see a glimmer of amusement appear in her gaze as you draw out the silence for ‘dramatic’ effect. “It’s not terrible.”

She hums in turn, tapping your cheek lightly with her thumb, before she leans in to press a gentle kiss on the very spot she touched. You turn your head to allow her more access as you close your eyes and try to enjoy the experience. With the waterfall in the background, the warmth of the greenhouse, the scent of Suha’s jasmine perfume, and the softness of her touch, you’re inclined to think this greenhouse could be your paradise as well.

Then she withdraws, squeezing your hand as she does so, and looks slyly to her left. When you follow her gaze you note an odd-looking animal watching the two of you. It could probably pass as your typical doe, if not for the way it’s eyes look more mechanical than natural. Your expression twists and you scoff at the sight of it.

“Seriously?” You grumble, turning your head to press your face into Suha’s shoulder. You feel her body shake with laughter as her hand comes up to rest on your head.

“The Court once again lives up to its reputation of giving no one any peace,” she sighs, and you feel her press another kiss to the top of your head. You mumble something unintelligible into her shoulder before closing your eyes.

This is fine. You’ll just need to bribe Rembrandt to keep Castor busy next time you and Suha want to be alone.

#oc kiss week #char:suha

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mariproducer · 2 years

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Leaked content under the cut I gotta ramble more (this is specifically abt the ending of s5 and a certain detail)

I need to know who greenlit the idea of Adrien never learning his dad is Hawkmoth idc if it was the writers' idea the whole time or if the execs forced their hands bc at the end of the day someone's going to get my ire.

Tbh, I already had the sinking feeling that Gabriel was going to get away with his crimes in some way, whether that was by Adrien forgiving him or having the most bullshit heel face turn. But I didn't even bother to consider that Adrien might never learn the truth about his father and the more I think about this, the sicker I get.

Like why. Why the FUCK would you do this? I'm confident that if there aren't any last minute script changes to rectify this by having Adrien learn the truth, this ending is going to set the entire fanbase to flames. Because nobody is going to like this ending. At. All.

I simply cannot wrap my head around this. Like if it's the writers' who pulled this shit, then what the actual fuck?! Are you that fucning blinded by your perceived perfection in the form of Adrien and the belief that the world has to change around him that you won't let him find out the truth? Or how the writers have repeatedly shown that they think two 14 year old girls are worse than an abusive father who moonlights as a terrorist that they're willing to let him get away with it all? Abso-fucking-lutely asinine.

And if it's the execs forcing their hand... I don't get it just what WOULD be wrong with Adrien finding out the truth. Like you really think an abused child finding out the truth about their father is too... scary? Serious? Mature for kids? As if kids shows haven't had on-screen death, horrific imagery, or discussion of serious topics. Honestly, Adrien learning the truth and coming to terms with his abusive situation would actually be a good thing to show to kids who may not recognize abusive situations, especially if they're in one.

I just. God the ml Bible content pertaining to s5 was ridiculous and stupid but this one takes the goddamn cake because of how horrifying it is to just let abuse and terrorism be swept under the rug IN A GODDAMN KIDS SHOW. I don't even know if I can hope that this was rewritten in the final product bc the mlb writing team are awful at their jobs.

#ml salt #ml writers salt #ml leaks #mlb leaks #like i feel physically sick the more i think abt this what the hell #ml bible leak

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sergeifyodorov · 11 months

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Connor for the send me a character ask 👀

FIRST IMPRESSION

Have to preface this with the fact that I was really into baseball six or seven years ago when mcdavo was winning art ross number like. One or two. This was about 2016 or 2017 and i had the thescore app and I was looking at their simple ranked stats because i was bored, and instead of staring at the baseball ones over and over again I poked around on the other sports. I was not yet a leafs fan (born and raised in toronto so like, you support the leafs, but i wasn’t what i am now) and i looked at the points rankings and there was this annoying little orange background man in first. He had a nice 100 points and nobody else had that. And I was annoyed because I didn’t like that this Edmontonian fucker was doing better than anyone else. In retrospect it is very funny that my Oilers Hate Campaign is older than my actual hockey fandom.

IMPRESSION NOW

I have a lot of thoughts about Connor. I strongly disagree with the boring-sayers. He is not boring; he’s stiff and bland on camera out of both intention and The Tism and clearly has a lot actually going on once the panopticon is looking away (oxymoron statement but u know). Obviously he’s best in the world type whatever beat but thats like. The least interesting thing abt him. Dude is SO haunted it’s like you took a good portion of the sort of hockey curse an entire team typically develops and then dropped it right on his head like some sort of cartoon piano. But he is blissfully oblivious to the genre and is tragically determined to power through.

I think he’s kind of spineless ultimately and this is what makes him say such vanilla things and let himself get so thoroughly and obviously managed by lk1 and stuff. but also that he is very single-minded and knows what he wants and is unafraid to pursue that at the cost of neglecting everything else in his life. Which is a pretty self-destructive habit when you have curses and whatnot but again, completely unaware of that, so he’s just barreling head-on towards the void, head down skates pumping

His edges are decent but he’s a speed skater by trade far more than a figure skater… jason brown could win 5 art rosses but connor mcdavid could NEVER do riverdance!!!

Completely unrelated to my thoughts on connor at all but the endless font of ohl bodies and the churning mill of eteri girls. It’s the same it’s all the same

FAVOURITE MOMENT

don’t say mccheatgate it’s not worth it--

In all honesty. Either Connor mc lukewarm gay rights statement, the adorable little standbyme video at the draft where it’s him n mitch and dylan and none of them can really sing and they’re all so obviously terrified but trying to cheer each other up bad, or that one ad where they’ve dolled him up and made him act. And he’s like beach chair lounging in the middle of the ice and stuff

IDEA FOR STORY

i think the most ideal thing narratively to happen to davo is Catastrophe. like we all know he has this very rigid and unquestioned worldview because he has never bothered to really look outside what the nhl straighttrack/lauren kyle has planned for him it’s most compelling to just. completely upend that

mccareer changing injury is a good one but ive already seen that one said. i do have this scrap of 9734 floating around thats like. leon gets fridged and he cant live with oilerhood after that so he goes the 1 other place he can stomach himself being (torono) and then falls in deeply toxic-homoerotic-codependency love with am34. and obviously is forced to reconsider his entire worldview about the ticking clock and the impermanency of life and grief and curses and haunting because damn leo you’re supposed to be dead why do i keep seeing u everywhere etc. it is important for my NARRATIVES that mcdavid is widowed and/or divorced

UNPOPULAR OPINION

i realize this one in context to the last sentence makes it look like i hate drai. I do not hate drai drai is the best oiler and his only competition is nuge. That being said.

I had a friend (knows nothing about hockey) and she thinks that connor is hotter than draisaitl. And like. I don’t completely agree. But i mostly do agree. very shallow of me yes i know but davo is CUTE and his cringefail ghost swag is kinda HOT and the long hair/mcjesus flow was SEXY

FAV RELATIONSHIP

bobby orr is a family friend and he knows wayne gretzky quite well because of oilersness and stuff. so im going to say his relationship with All That Came Before is my favourite

2997 close second tho. Get more divorced

FAV HEADCANON

the tism is kind of verging on the nebulously canon but like. Im not going to formally diagnose a man i dont know and enjoy sexualising on the internet so it’s getting put in here

#asks #connor mcdavid

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quinloki · 7 months

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in your opinion, which op characters are most likely to have a more open relationship? bc i keep thinking abt an open relationship with shanks, like he’d have fun listening to you talk about the different people you’ve fucked, and what he’s been up to. (also i kept thinking about how much of an issue kid has with shanks, and trying to brag about how he fucked shanks’ s.o, but shanks just talking about it like ‘oh yeah they told me, they had fun with you’)

In my opinion hmm..

Freedom is a big thing in the One Piece world, and I can actually see an open relationship or a polycule of some variety being a decent norm.

I think the Celestial Dragons would be excessively strict about marriage and family units (yes I am staring at the camera when I say this), and the nobility as well, but more likely commoners and pirates would have a widely different view. (Marines would be a mixed bag, but I think the statistics would lean more toward monogamy for them. And I'm not saying monogamy is *bad*, but I do think there's a kind of "being used as a tool for control/propriety" certainly exists)

Ahem, anyway!

I can see, off the top of my head, Shanks, Kid, Killer, Heat, Wire, Penguin, Shachi, Zoro, Law, Marco, Ace, Izou, Thatch, Rayleigh (canonically, actually), Roger, Buggy, Mihawk, Crocodile, and possibly even *maybe* Doflamingo being in some variety of open or group relationship.

Crocodile and Doffy get pretty possessive, imo, but I can see there being a situation with a set group where they'd be into it. Neither would be okay with hearing about things after the fact, or not being a part of things in some way shape or form.

Shanks would 100% be okay with hearing about your exploits, and sharing his in return. Marco would be okay hearing about your exploits too, but I feel like he'd have less to share in return. Ace would be somewhere in between the two I think, in terms of hearing about and talking about exploits.

And I mean, Rayleigh is canonically in an open relationship, so >.>

I can see Kid bragging about a lot of things, but considering how I see him and the entire Kid crew, I don't think there'd be any malice in those regards. Kid's contest with Shanks and the Red Hair Pirates is more about being pirates than being good in the sack. (Also I don't think Kid has a singular drop of doubt about how good he is in the sack XD )

Most everyone else I see as more being in a poly situation and not so much an open one. A distinction being that partners and escapades are discussed prior to having them happen. So the conversation would be before and after - at least at the start of things, once things stabilize in the relationship it works a little different.

But yeah, with freedom and being true to oneself as part of very important themes for the show, I wouldn't be surprised to see poly and open relationships more a normal thing among pirates and such than not.

Luffy, I think, would be into open relationships, but I also don't know how much I think Luffy would be bothered to define any relationship outside of certain parameters. He wants you to be happy, whatever shape that would take, while also being happy himself, and I feel like he's the kind of guy who feels wholly responsible for his own happiness, which makes him very flexible for fitting into whatever shape your happiness needs.

But that's just a random off the top of my head thought that popped in at the end of this, so xD take it for whatever.

#quin answers #x reader #reader insert #one piece headcanons

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siriuslystarbucks · 1 year

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James doodled snitches and his crush' initials on exam (god help me this is cute), i think he'd totally keep a diary! Would carry it in a bag with books and be in general pretty careless even trough he adorns pages with SB + JP and waxes poetics abt him. Maybe Sirius would keep a diary, too? Probably charmed so the pages would seem empty, hidden in dorm etc. Also I think Sirius would write poetry abt James and would take awhile to show him even after they got together :D

A typical morning diary entry by James Potter:

Dear Diary, today, Sirius decided to part his hair on the left side instead of the right, so when I saw him, I nearly tripped down the stairs. He caught my arm before I could, because he's wonderful <3 I really should ask what product he uses in his hair, because I swear it's getting thicker and smoother every time I touch it.

We have Potions first thing, and since Slughorn lets us partner up each time, I get to see Sirius pull his hair back and then let it down again. He'll whinge the whole time, but he always smirks at me while he does it. Besides, his voice is so nice that him complaining never bothers me. Perish the thought. Sirius has the voice of an angel. Sirius Potter... I bet he'd sound particularly good saying his new name. Okay Diary, I admit that I haven't asked him out yet, so our marriage is in the distance, but I'm confident it'll happen one day. I mean, let's be honest: he has a special smile for me. He wouldn't have a me-smile if we weren't on the same wavelength.

Off to classes for now,

James of the future James and Sirius Potter Household <3

And of course the entire page is covered in hearts and Sirius's initials and little doodles of Padfoot and Prongs playing together.

His nighttime entries are more poetic because he's tired enough to really let go and be romantic. He stuffs it in his bag with all his regular textbooks and doesn't worry about it.

Sirius's diary on the other hand, is charmed out the wazoo. Nobody knows what's in it, and they don't have a hope of finding out unless he says so. He may or may not have been perfecting his romantic poetry over the years. He's quite proud of the latest ones, but gods, no, James don't ever read it, it's embarrassing! James finds all of his poems to be the best thing in the world, but Sirius was very hesitant to show them because they're so damn mushy. It's impossible to read one and not know how head over heels he is for James. It's like having his heart on display, and even when it's James he's showing it to, it feels too vulnerable.

(If James thought he could get away with it, he'd write all of Sirius's poems in calligraphy and draw art around them and frame them. When they get a house, he would be all too happy to plaster their walls with the poems)

#prongsfoot #james potter #sirius black

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theclosetedskeleton · 9 months

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(prefacing this with thie entire thing would be in all caps but caps isnt working for me for some reason so just pretend everything is written in caps and i think i told you this but yah😞😞)

anyways!!!!! just a nightly reminder that i love youuuuu!!!!!!!!!! sososososososoooooooo so very incredibly much... not even those words can describe it. you are my everything and i would never trade you for anything, because theres nothing better than you out there. there really isnt!!!! you are irreplaceable, truly one in a krillion!!! and everyday i think about that, and how lucky i am to have you in my life <333333!!!! i am just truly amazed at everything everything you do. your art is amazing, all the bracelets you make are so cool, all the silly little images you make are really funny, and all the pins youve made are so silly!!!!!/pos everytime i think about you or just hear a mention of your name even if the person isnt you i get so insanely happy!!!! everything reminds me of you!!!! from all of the stuff tou like, the jokes youve made, colors, grass, emojis, . everything!!!! you are everywhere!!!!!! ever since the first night we ever actually talked i just knew you were just a wonderful person!!! and i will never leave you!! im here to stay and i want to be with you forever!!!!!!<33333 and you can always tell me if somethings bother you. it doesnt matter what it is, how small you think it is, if you think youre being "overdramatic", none of that matters. if its bothering you its obviously a problem of somesort and i will always be here to listen!!!!!! you are perfect in literally every single way shape and form and im just!!!! amazed that i just have someone as incredible as you in my life!!!!!!!!<3333333333

i love youuu closet!!!!!!!!!!!<33333333333333/gen/qp

AWJWKSWJBZ !!!!!!

I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!! SO SO SO SO SOOOOO SO VERY VERY VERY MUCH!!!!!!!!YOU ARE SOSSOSSO AMAZING AND WONDERFUL AND INCREDIBLE AND AWESOME AND AND AND !!!!!!! <33333333333!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE LIKE. LITERALLY THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE ISTG !!!!!!!! EVERYTHING AND ANYHTING ABOUT YOU IS. AMAZING!!!!!!! LITERALLY EVERYTHING REMINDS ME OF YOU AND I JUST. CANT GET YOU OUT OF MY HEAD, LIKE EVER!!!!!!!!! THATS A GOOD THING OBV <33333 I AM SO LUCKY TO HAVE YOU, I HONESTLY DONT KNOW HOW THE STARS ALLIGNED AND I SOMEHOW GOT YOU IN MY LIFE <333333 I WILL NEVER EVER LEAVE YOU !!!!!!!!! YOU MEAN SO MUCH TO ME AND I'D DO ANYTHING JUST TO STAY IN YOUR LIFE AS LONG AS POSSIBLE !!!!!!!!!!! YOU CAM ALWAYSSS TALK TO ME IF THERES ANYTHING AND I MEAN ANYTHING YOURE BOTHERED ABT!!!!!!!! IM ALWAYS THERE TO LISTEN TO YOU KNOW MATTER WHEN OR WHERE WE ARE!!!!!!!!! IM SORRY YOU HAVE TO LIKE. DEAL WITH ME THOUGH THOSE UNSILLY MOMENTS LIKE EARLIER TODAY. BUT IM GETTING OFF TOPIC !!!! YOU MAKE ME. SO SO SOOO HAPPY JUST BY EXISTING AND ID DO ANYTHING FOR YOU FROM JUST TALKING TO YOU OR UHH TAKING OVER THE WORLD AGAIN ID DO IT. !!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU SO SOSOOSOSOSOO MUCHHHH WORDS REALLY CANT DESCRIBE THAT <3333333

I LOVE YOU TOO SYDNEY!!!!!!!!!! <333333333/GEN/QP

#closet rambles again on tumblr

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rywritten · 2 years

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Not like a headcannon or an au but what’s your favorite au or headcannon for technodreamnap or dnb/ dreamnap idc!

I like hearing ppls headcannond or personal favorite au’s

Though Im not sure if you’ve answered this before and if you have then my apologies! But, I think you’re a really cool writer and overall a really cool person to see on my dash! Have a fantastic week and i hope you have a great day/ night.

*holds this ask in my hands gently* thank you for enjoying my stuff, anon 😭❤️ i hope you're having an amazing week as well!

also, i love getting asks like this, so don't feel like you're bothering me at all bc i love to ramble abt all my hcs and aus tbh

as for my technodreamnap hcs/aus (i have so many and when it comes to fic ideas, i honestly don't know what to work on first lmao)

okay, enough about me rambling let's get started! (just a heads up that this got way out of hand pretty fast bc im a loose canon when it comes to talking about my thoughts about the ships i like lmao i hope you dont mind anon!)

dreamnoblade hcs:

trust is a very big aspect of their relationship. something about two broken beings who has never been shown real love or affection and has given up on people and love as a result.. meeting each other and learning to love the other because if there’s anyone out there who can love the monster that i’ve become, then it would be someone who’s equally as awful.

just two characters with a sad backstory (who learned it the hard way not to get attached to others pretty early on in their life) managing to find comfort and solace in the other’s presence.. they learn to show the other that they are capable to feel love and to be loved in return though mutual trust because they get what the other person has going through (maybe not entirely, but they've been hurt too - they know what it’s like to hurt all over without a helping hand to anchor them - and that makes all the difference)

techno is insanely overprotective of dream. this is the only hc that i will never change in any of my dnb fics. techno (the moment he has fallen in love with dream) will be so overprotective because dream is THE object of his affection, basically ranking as the highest person on his short list of the people he actually cares about, and he as his infamous saying goes “the only thing that works in this world is that you treat others as they treat you those who have treated me with kindness. i will repay that kindness, tenfold. and those that treat me with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends. i shall repay that injustice a thousand times over.” his character is a big fan of an getting even and not letting others who have hurt him get away with it. and if he’s willing to repay an injustice (namely others hurting those he considers his friends,) he will make sure to repay that transgression a thousand times over, so imagine how much worse it would be to anyone who dared to hurt dream (the person techno loves) basically im obsessed with techno going batshit insane whenever dream gets hurt

speaking of obsessed, there’s this line by chirstopher marlowe that i always associate with how i see their dynamic, it goes:

"why should you love him whom the world hates so?"

"because he loves me more than the world."

(this is literally dreamnoblade, idc idc their love is just so more powerful, it’s weight is heavier and far stronger than any other force in this world that they are so willing to disregard anything else (morals, humanity, their own preservation) because they know - they know - that the other loves them more than anything this world has to offer

also they are two touch starved men that are slowly learning to open up to each other (not just through their thoughts and emotions, but also through gestures, comforting touches here and there, maybe a pat on the back, a hug at night, a soft kiss on the cheek) the first time dream probably hugged techno, the man combusts.. just down right stops working (error 404) because of the sheer surprise of the action and the overwhelming feeling that overtook him from the brief contact.

some soft dreamnoblade hc:

dream likes the feeling of techno’s cloak wrapped around him and how techno is definitely a whole lot taller than him, and it makes him feel small (which rarely happens given his height) the feeling is unfamiliar yet comforting bc it gives him a sense of safety and security to be around him

they bicker like an old married couple bc techno loves messing with dream and dream is just “you wanna go?”

they geek out about books (greek mythology especially) together and have in-depth discussions about who the best pjo character is (percy for dream / leo for techno)

they cuddle post war and mayhem (its their way to destress)

fav dreamnobalde aus that im an absolute sucker:

anything that can give me that sweet, sweet opposing forces having to work together in order to defeat a common enemy with lots of ust!! so royalty aus are great for this!

also maybe something really angsty like reincarnation aus where they keep meeting each other through different lifetimes, but one of them (dream) keeps meeting a very cruel demise as soon as they fall in love while the other (techno) is the only one to remember anything 😢

also a canon divergent fic where dream escapes prison pretty early and goes to techno for help

dreamnap hcs:

they have the best friends to enemies to lovers dynamic, ever. period. you can’t change my mind. they carried this entire trope on their backs, sorry any other piece of media that tried to use this trope, but dreamnap has you beat 👋

something about two people with shared history is just the bestest, most delicious, compelling dynamic in the world... exes. old friends. childhood friends. old friends who are no longer friends. decade long slowburns. multi decade slowburns. the works... that’s dreamnap

just dreamnap being friends to enemies to lovers is jsut so intimate. the whole “i know you i know everything about you i have told you all my deepest secrets and you have told me yours and now i am trying to kill you literally or metaphorically because hate and love are separated by a very thin line and i don't know which side i am on” this is basically the whole spiel sapnap gives dream at prison that goes “dream... if you try and break out early... you only have one life left, okay? and, you know, i don't think it's gonna be tommy, it's not gonna be techno, dream. if you break out of this prison, it's gonna be- it's gonna be me who takes your final life.”

but also focusing on their history and friendship, dreamnap is basically that entire prospect of someone becoming a home. dream not knowing what love and affection was due to his horrible upbringing and meeting sapnap who’s literal love language is acts of service?

ive always thought that it was sapnap who taught dream what it means to be loved, just the whole unmet childhood need for unconditional love and safety... dream is a very distrustful character by nature and sapnap definitely had to be gentle with him, taking his time to show that he means no harm and dream learning to actually lower his guard for the reward of actually being loved in return... subjecting himself to the mortifying ordeal of being known

their shared history definitely mean being so attuned to each other’s needs and temperament, they’re sensitive to the subtle change in the other’s emotions/actions and are able to sense something’s wrong without having to ask

also would like to say that their teamwork is unparalleled. just the sheer understanding that they have of each other’s thoughts (strategy and implementation) and skills when it comes to fighting together is the most badass thing to witness, a turn of their wrist a subtle shift in their posture and the other just knows.

also going back to the enemies with a shared past.. ive already said it before but i want to point out how they most definitely still have feeling for each other even after all that they’ve been through because they’re two codependent characters that probably can’t stand the thought of being away from each other (no matter how many times they say they hate the other and that they never want to see the other person again, they always come back to each other)

just the absolute insanity of the quote: “we make each other alive. does it matter if it hurts?” and how it pretty much represents dreamnap’s iconic (and slightly toxic) and poetic relationship post prison-break.

some soft dreamnap hcs:

they love using nicknames (anytime sapnap calls dream baby boy, darling, love.. it gets to dream and when dream calls sap pandas, sapnap melts)

they have the same mannerisms bc of the years they’ve spent together (their interests are so entwined together bc of it)

they use each other’s clothes a lot

very overprotective of each other, the whole “touch him and you die” whenever someone messes with the other

fav dreamnap aus that im an absolute sucker:

any canon divergence where sapnap finds out what dream’s been going through in the prison, how he sees the dream post torture and he goes ballistic

also super into my limbo au (which you can read here!)

also have been working on a dreamnap role reversal au for months now 😂

some additional technodreamnap hc:

techno and sapnap don’t really get along, they’re not necessarily enemies but they aren’t friends either, they only tolerate the other’s presence bc of dream

they bicker a lot, are both pretty petty and very much in love with dream so they keep trying to one up each other for dream’s attention

both sapnap and techno are overprotective and over powered, will really fuck shit up when dream gets hurt

dream can handle himself just fine bc he’s dream. the other two are just arm candy (lmao)

when together, other people around them start fearing for their lives

the calamity trio (they being forth chaos, calamity, and destruction where ever they go)

alright, i guess that’s it for now. if you’ve managed to read this entire post without wanting to bang your head to the wall from the word vomit, congrats and ily! 🥳👏♥️

#ry talks meta #ry.plies #dreamnap #dnb #thanks for indulging me with this ask anon #i hope you got something out of this mess of a meta #i will it stop talking about the technodreamnap agenda #it needs to be perceived!!

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alkhale · 2 years

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ALK !!! KAPFM CHP 9 BLEW MY MIND. SHSHSHSHHS SORRY THIS WILL BE LONG BC !!! UUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!

When okkotsu said “Even if you cannot be separate, you have to imagine it so.” , “In this manner, you can easily remember…That you are still two.”

I felt like that sentence felt familiar before i realized that you titled chp 4 by “i want my life in two” AND somehow the cycle of that two different lives are oddly similar ?? Like how mirai found someone that she likes (chi & okkotsu) ; that someone was taken away (the kamo clan & the villagers) ; she went on a rampage (trashing around the small shed & the village massacre)

chp 4 ends with = (A finger stuck itself into the series of tapes, starting to wind it back.) and as the summary for chp 7 goes : The stories that unfolded each time, however, as of late, did tend to be quite a bit different. Perhaps because of one character that did not quite belong with the rest. (1) Gojou Satoru.

YOU YOU YOU MIND BLOWER AHHHHHHH. I love love how you do this thing with naming the chapters that follows the theme of the story u wrote, it may seem like a minor detail but i rlly rlly love it omfg like

atcit : the mc’s rule of threes

memos : hoku as a protagonist has a goal to paint the best story and if u combine the title of the current chapters together and it can already form a prologue of a story which coincides that hoku just joined the strawhats and is painting for the strawhats’ journey

kapfm : mirai is essentially stuck in a loop/ limbo of a monotonous life (even tho it involves more than plenty of adrenaline for sorcerers & non sorcerers) and theyre not even bothered to think much of it unless its rly rly important for the future/ whatever that is in scope in their curse technique and someone new in their latest lifetime who seems like he wont ever fit in her standard script of life. and not only that but, some chapters may seemed like it mirrored the other but its not !!! like one of those games of finding the abnomalies in 2 similar pictures and its bc of that one ridiculous op guy 😭

hmmmmmm how should i put it, ik that its 2 entirely different series and themes but mirai and hoku is actually a good foil for each other SHJSJSJS dunno if anyone else noticed and may sent sth about them both in an ask

Like, mirai’s ability to see the future and is convinced that it is set and even if it changed it wont necessarily be a good thing for everyone involved; and it wont be an exeption to the strongest sorceror in the new era vs hoku’s plan to draw the best story in a world and the boy who she is convinced could overcome his predecessor (i.e gold roger) but that conviction itself it sth that has been set from the very beginning bc luffy is the protagonist and she thought of herself as a bystander and wont make sth as small as ripple

i probably didnt explain any of my thought even tho i just wrote a paragraph HSHSHSJSH IM SORRY BUT TLDR-ing MY THOUGHTS ABT THEM THIS WAY = once u open a book, the stage and ending has been set for the characters, theyre essentially “doomed” to that ending; no matter how much you flip the coin it will always land on tails/ heads and it will always be one of them and never be other but for the one who flip the coin, they may ruled out themselves out of the possibility that they’re (one of) the anomaly and could change sth around them

I just, love all ur stories & ur ocs, and i love u too🥹

anon, i just want you to know that you've absolutely made my night, like you have literally no idea

work and everything else have all melted away after reading this and the spews of thoughts/theories/connections, it always makes me so, SO HAPPY when you guys do stuff like this because i put those lil things for my own love and its just ;-; really, really rewarding to know you all enjoy them too

THANK YOU FOR NOTICING ALL THE LITTLE CONNECTING THREADS, i also love naming chapters with a little extra thought and trying to follow the chosen lyrics for that moment in KAPFM's case

sometimes they hint stuff ;)

GOJOU BEING THE ABNORMALITY IN TWO PICS IM CRYING, yes, because he is exactly that and if only mirai could see the headache he will become :')

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING AND PLEASE LOOK FORWARD TO MORE

#KAPFM #gojou satoru #mirai #gojou satoru x oc

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mostlyvoid-partiallyturtles · 10 months

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I had an idea today and wrote this. It’s 2:30 in. The morning so I’ll probably polish this a bit tmrw or the day after and then post it to ao3 but yeah. Here you go. It’s a fic abt future Donnie’s death (also my first apocalypse fic I hope it’s ok)

So this is how the world ends. Not with a bang, but with a… boop-boop.

~*~*~

Donatello stepped out of his lab.

“Donatello! Protocols 17 and 42 need updating!” Michelle, an otter yokai, yelled over other voices.

“Dee, what’s the progress on ninpo assist?” Mikey shouted.

“Professor Donatello,” a small child asked. Donnie looked down. “How many numbers are there?”

Donnie sighed. Of course this was before coffee. “Put it on the bulletin board, I’ve been working on it, and as many as you’d like,” they responded.

He walked to the kitchen, pushing his way through crowds of yokai and humans. Coffee, at this point, was less of a wonderful wake-up bean juice, and more of a watered-down placebo. They poured the entire pot into a mug and chugged it, yawning as they put the mug in the gray-water sink.

“That’s the last of the good stuff,” Leo commented. “All we have is the instant now.”

“Good stuff? It was good when it wasn’t water with a hint of coffee,” Donnie complained.

Leo chuckled. “Yeah, well, if you want to give your coffee ration to someone else…”

“No, I’m good,” Donnie said quickly. “I’ll take this stuff.”

“Hope it woke you up. I need you on a mission today.”

“What level?”

“We have to go into a level two zone,” Leo explained. He looked tired, he probably had given his coffee ration to Usagi again. They both needed it, but Leo was the head of the entire resistance. They needed him awake the most. “The Kraang just brought in almost a hundred people, and nearly a third were Resistance fighters. Are. Resistance fighters. We’re going to get them back. But since it’s a level two zone, we need you there on tech support.”

“Alright. Just let me handle a couple fix-ups first.” Donnie ran a hand down his face, yawning again. They hadn’t slept in… two? Three days? He had lost count.

“Meet in the hangar at eight thirty, we’re taking the Splinter and the Cassandra.” The two ships were named in honor of those close to the turtles, and had died before their time. Mikey had graffitied their portraits inside the respective ships.

“Okie dokie, General Nardo.” The softshell was already walking out the door.

~*~*~

Donnie walked back into their lab, not bothering to shut the door. Now that people knew he was awake, he was bound to receive tech support requests and tune-up reminders.

They walked to their desk, grabbing their lab coat as they passed the rack on their way over. Donatello sat down, flipped down his goggles, and continued to work on the ninpo assist. He didn’t want to tell Mikey how much work still had to be done, and that by the time it was finished it might not be able to supply the help that the box turtle needed.

Mikey was the strongest fighter in the resistance. He had ninpo, speed, and strength. His weakness was his ninpo overuse- he would usually collapse unconscious after a demanding battle.

Ninpo was a touchy subject. Donnie’s was just fine, but Leo’s was out of reach. Raph’s was simply… gone, and had been for almost a year and a half. Mikey’s was an open fire- it burned bright, beautiful, and strong, but it required so much fuel. The ninpo assist was designed to supply Mikey with the fuel, so his ninpo use wouldn’t be so taxing on his body.

He could tie his hair back now, and preferred floating down the stairs rather than walking. Donnie had run tests, and his body had already aged enough that it was older than Raph would’ve been.

“So, Dee, by saying you’ve been working on it, do you mean looking at the schematics once or twice a day?” Mikey’s voice came from above.

Donnie looked up. “Michael, what have I told you about hanging out on the ceiling of my lab?”

“‘There’s cables up there, Mikey, cables that carry the future of the resistance’,” Mikey said with a sigh.

“And?”

“That it’s ‘dangerous and an unnecessary use of my ninpo’.”

“Yep.”

“Big Mama said it was fun, and a good way to practice! We used to have upside down tea parties! How do you think I’m so good at floating?”

“Mikey, I’m working on the ninpo assist. It’s just so difficult to figure out an energy source that doesn’t require life force! Barry’s notes barely even help, he only has notes on general mystic strain, not ninpo!” Donnie ranted.

“Okay, okay, Dee, chill.” Mikey floated down from the ceiling.

“I wanted to work on it before the mission today.”

“I don’t need it right now. Work on the protocol updates. Those are more important to others.”

“You’re important to the others too! You’re overusing your powers. And I don’t want to lose another brother during a ninpo flare.”

They both glanced at the floor. Raph’s ninpo may be gone, but the last flare of strength, the strongest of any ninpo flare, would never truly be gone. Donnie wasn’t sure if their brothers felt the same, but he felt that ninpo flare over and over and over again, all the time. It was like a video on loop. It was like a final heartbeat.

“I’m going to work on the protocols now,” Donnie said quietly.

~*~*~

The flight to the work camp was quiet. Donnie tapped away at his gauntlet as Mikey meditated and Leo helped command the ship and go over the mission with the other fighters again. They were at the camp in just under two hours.

“The camouflage is still holding up?” Donnie asked the pilot.

“If it wasn’t, we’d be plummeting by now,” they responded bluntly.

They flew slowly closer to the camp, keeping a safe height and a constant lookout.

“Mikey, Red force one. We’re going down, Cassandra close behind us. Stay stealthy. In and out, no disturbances unless necessary,” Leo said, signing for the benefit of those who needed it.

The floor of the ship opened partially, allowing the Resistancemembers to quietly slip out on their stealth jetpacks. They were Genius Built, as was everything else in the resistance. Including half the base.

Leo didn’t use a jetpack. Donnie hadn’t bothered designing one fit for shells after Leo and Mikey decided that Mikey could simply carry Leo down. Only now was the softshell considering that he may have to make a shellfit jetpack, with Mikey’s ninpo overuse.

Donnie was almost glad he was just there for tech support. One one hand, they felt really stupid just sitting in the shop with the pilot as the others and the crew of the Cassandra risked their lives on the ground. On the other hand, he hadn’t fought in a while. He didn’t want to be a hindrance in battle.

They checked their pockets again for all their supplies, running through their list.

First aid kit? Check. There was one on the ship, of course, but it didn’t hurt to have a backup.

Emergency rations? Check. Some protein bars and a packet of instant coffee.

Water bottle? Check. It was small, but necessary in the dusty wasteland that now made up the majority of land masses.

Pocket repair kit? Che- Donnie noticed something from the ship’s window.

A Kraang hound was pacing in an alleyway. Kraang hounds were never this far into the residential area of the camp.

“Fuck.” Donnie muttered under his breath. He spoke into his gauntlet. “Blue, this is Purple Rain, come in Blue. Over.”

Leo’s voice crackled to life in Donatello’s headphones. “Purple Rain, this is Blue. What’s up? Over.”

“Hound spotted in an alley. This complicates things, it’s only one building over from where you and Red one are. Over.”

“A hound? This far into the housing? Are you positive, over.”

“Yes. I’ve checked, and it is a confirmed hound. Class three. Over.”

“Class three? Shit. Over.”

Donnie zoomed in, using his goggles to see the hound better. Three more hounds walked over and joined the first.

“Fuck.”

“What?”

“There’s more.”

“What?”

“Four hounds, one building over. They’re not moving. I spot two class threes, a class two, and. Fuck.”

“Purple Rain, Blue, this is Orange Sky. What’s up? Over.” Mikey asked, joining their comm channel.

“There’s a class four,” Donnie said.

“Fuck,” Leo and Mikey said at the same time.

Donnie began playing out potential plans in their head. “We can’t move the ship, the hounds will notice at this range. Do you think you two and Red one could book it with the rescues?”

“No, we’d lose a good chunk of the rescues. You know how fast class threes are, Dee, and with a class four that’s a suicide run,” Leo said.

“We have to fight them off,” Mikey said simply.

“Class threes?” Donnie scoffed. “And a class four, as the cherry on this death cake. Not to mention there’s still that class two. Combined with the other three it could pose a higher threat than normal.”

“We’re wasting time,” Mikey stated calmly. “Every second we talk we’re wasting time. Hounds are unpredictable. We can’t go in with a plan. Remember years ago? We be we. Without a plan.”

“Mikey’s right,” Leo conceded. “The hounds will demolish the plan, and us. I think we need to go out there ready for a fight, not a sprint.”

Donnie sighed. “How many of the rescues can fight?”

“Almost all,” Leo responded. “There’s four semi-capable children and one toddler.”

“Find those kids one or two caretakers and protect them. The rest need to fight.” Donnie said.

“Are we going to go, or are we going to wait for the hounds to sniff us out?” Mikey cut in with the same calm voice. It was beginning to get unnerving.

“Mikey, are you okay?” Leo asked, quieter, since it wasn’t directed towards the radio. This was a face to face conversation. Donnie switched their channel to Mikey’s cloak pin to listen closer.

“I’m fine,” Mikey replied.

“You’ve been meditating this whole time, and you’ve been really tired today.” Leo sounded worried. But nowadays, he always sounded worried when talking to Mikey.

“I’m. Fine. Let’s go.”

Donnie switched back to the normal comms channel. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

~*~*~

As soon as the building’s door opened, the camp exploded.

Not literally, but there were humans and yokai running everywhere and Kraang hounds were barking and there was so. Much. Yelling.

“Donnie! We need more help!” Leo yelled through the comms.

Donnie turned on his noise cancellation on his headphones and took a leap of faith out of the ship. He was glad he was using the coat-safe jetpack, he still had his lab coat on.

Even if he wasn’t secure in his fighting skills, they still had the safest ninpo of their family, and their family needed help.

He dove into the battle. He flipped his goggles down ten feet from the ground, it was dusty as shell in every direction. The Kraang-scorched earth was as good as poison, and Donnie was glad that his face mask was specialized against it.

Glowing chains materialized out of the dust, snatching one of the Kraang hounds out of the air. The class two. It would’ve hit Donnie. The chains threw the hound to the ground and it ran away into the dust cloud.

“Donnie! What are you doing down here?” Mikey yelled at them, dissipating the chains as he followed them into Donnie’s field of vision.

“Leo said you needed help!” They yelled back.

“Yeah, but we need your help if there’s a malfunction! Go back to the ship, we can handle it!”

“No!” Another hound bounded out of the dust cloud. One of the class threes. Donnie quickly formed a ninpo gun and shot it. The Kraang goop reformed around the hole within seconds, but it left to find less volatile prey. “I’m down here, I’m staying down here.”

“Okay then. Don’t let any hounds get close to me.” Mikey drew a perfect circle in the ground with his foot, kicking up even more dust. He floated in the center, a good three feet above the ground. Donnie took their position at the outside of the circle, activating their battle shell cameras to get a 360 degree view.

He shot another class three as soon as it came into view, and it scampered away like the other ones. And then- another class three? And a class two again, and a class one? There had been no class ones when Donnie had checked.

Shit, he thought. There’s more.

He kept his watch, almost staying too vigilant. Leo ran into their field of vision, and they almost shot him. The slider put his hands up in defense.

“Whoah, easy there, DonTron. I’m not a hound,” he quipped. “What’s Angelo doing?”

“I don’t know, some sort of ninpo thing. I’ll lecture him about it later. But there’s more hounds out here.”

“Fuck, really?”

“Yeah, there’s at least one more than we previously accounted for of both class two and three, and there’s a class one, but that one will be easy.” Another class three jumped at Leo from behind. Donnie shot it. “Amendment. Two more class threes.”

Leo sighed. “This is getting worse with every update.”

The ground shook, and some of the dust around the three turtles cleared. They saw a hill of some kind, one that hadn’t been there before. Actually, a mountain, no, wait- it was a leg. A really, really big leg. The class three Donnie had just shot limped towards the leg and- Donnie was glad for their noise cancelling headphones. Judging from Leo’s wince, it made a terrible noise. The class three got absorbed into the leg. The leg lifted and set down again, clearing more dust.

Donnie and Leo could see better now, but they both weren’t sure they wanted to. There was a huge Kraang hound. Judging from the size, it was a bunch of combined hounds, or they would’ve seen it from miles away.

But it was made of combined hounds. That was new. And really bad.

“What class is that?” Leo asked with a nervous chuckle.

“I don’t know,” Donnie said quietly.

“Mikey, get up. We have to move, now.” Leo shook Mikey as Donnie scanned the huge hound with their goggles.

“Well, I charged enough, anyways.” Mikey sighed. “What’s happening?”

“There’s a huge hound. It’s made of combined other hounds,” Donnie explained. “I’m calling it a gargantuan.”

“They can combine now?” Mikey shouted.

“Yeah, it’s new to us, too,” Leo said. “Now move, we have to find Red force one and the rescues.”

Donnie scanned through the dust with infrared. “They’re near the hind legs!”

“Alright, let’s go.” Leo started running in that direction, disappearing into the dust before Donnie could caution him.

“We’re heading over there, right?” Mikey asked.

“You are,” Donnie said. “I’m getting samples from that thing.”

“Donnie, that's too dangerous. The Resistance needs you, and needs your skills.”

“And I could help the Resistance a lot more if I could study this thing.” Before Mikey could say anything else, he started his battle shell jetpack and flew towards the hound’s neck.

It was like a mountain. There must’ve been hundreds of hounds to form one this big. Mikey was a tiny orange-green speck on the ground by the time Donnie was past the leg. Donnie felt Mikey’s ninpo flare as he tried to float, but he must’ve been too tired.

He flew close enough to the dog to see it up close, but far enough that it couldn’t get at him. Because although it was one giant creature, there were small Kraang tentacles all over it, like fur. They reached out to Donnie, narrowly missing them as they kept flying.

At the neck, he used his battle shell’s equipment to take samples of the hound. Donnie was a flea on the hound, and it tried to bat him away. The softshell, connected to the hound via the battle shell, shook with the hound as it make contact with the ground again. They felt like jello. He retracted the battle shell’s sampling equipment and began flying back down towards the people on the ground.

He didn’t get very far before a tentacle grabbed his ankle. Donnie tried to cut it off with saws and knives from his battle shell, but to no avail. It was like the hydra- two new tentacles latched on for every one he cut.

Donnie opened the comms channel right as Leo was in the middle of yelling at him.

“-AT’S GOING ON UP THERE? DONNIE COME IN, WHAT IS HAPPENING?”

“Why, dear brother,” Donatello started calmly. “I was getting samples. And now it appears I may be trapped.” He began thinking up a plan. It wasn’t a new one, he’d had the idea since the first battle after the Opening of the Gate.

“TRAPPED?!? MIKEY AND I ARE HEADED UP RIGHT NOW,” Leo yelled.

“No need, Nardo. I’ll take it out single-handedly.”

“DUDE, YOU CAN’T FUCKING KILL THAT THING YOURSELF, ARE YOU KIDDING?”

“Leo.” Donnie understood why Mikey was always so calm now. A looming end for you, specifically, was surprisingly okay. “I can.” He had accepted the possibility of this plan going into effect a while back, so he’d even had a while to figure it out. “And there’ll be fireworks.”

“DONNIE THAT THING HAS A DEATH GRIP ON YOU, JUST GET DOWN HERE AS FAST AS YOU CAN, GET AWAY FROM THAT THING!”

He’d hoped it would be a huge hurrah, something grand like ending the Kraang for good, but saving his remaining brothers and these people was good enough. Maybe they’d end the Kraang for good.

Donnie took a deep breath and flew straight at the gargantuan. He plunged into the squishy membrane, tentacles surrounding him and growing around him as he flew on. The tentacles already had one leg, they grabbed another.

He flew on.

He saw a column up ahead- from previous studies of the hounds, it was probably their strange skeletal structure. He had gone far enough.

The tentacles finally grabbed his arms, but that was okay. He was where he needed to be. He turned on his gauntlet again, telling it to close comms when Leo started yelling at him again.

“Activate protocol eighteen.”

~*~*~

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING, JUST COME BACK, DONNIE,” Leo yelled into the comms.

As the hound turned around to face the group of people and yokai, Leo and Mikey heard a muffled boom.

The gargantuan made a strange noise, somewhere between a hiccup and a cough, but monstrous. Its neck rippled, the tentacles bristling.

“COME BACK!”

The gargantuan vomited on them. There wasn’t much, Kraangs and hounds digested all organic matter. What came out was four things.

Donnie’s goggles. His lab coat with his supplies in it. His gauntlet, which showed Leo’s comm, muted. And his battle shell.

Right at Leo and Mikey’s feet. The gargantuan almost looked smug.

Leo covered his mouth with one hand. He turned away from the items and threw up.

Mikey stared at Donnie’s belongings. Everything was still there. The pins on the lab coat, the stickers on the goggles and battle shell. Mikey had been charging his ninpo, but it felt weak now. There hadn’t even been a final ninpo flare from Donnie, and that was almost worse than if there had been. He couldn’t feel any other ninpo, just Leo’s, faintly. The other two were gone. Donnie was really gone. Just like that.

The gargantuan moved to step on the people, and the items.

Mikey was filled with levels of rage that he had only ever felt when Splinter and Raph died. He felt weak, but his ninpo erupted like a geyser.

A shockwave of orange light blasted out from him. He wasn’t even trying, just standing there, furious with everything. The light didn’t hurt the people or yokai, they were just fine, Leo was fine, but the gargantuan was incinerated.

It was unfair that Donnie had died trying to do (he was really gone.) what Mikey could do without even trying.

It was unfair that Donnie was gone.

It was unfair that they even had to fight this war.

When the light faded and the dust cleared, Donnie’s belongings were scorched. Mikey tried to clean them with his cloak, and partially succeeded. He cried on the ship, on the way home. Leo cried. The rescues celebrated, Red force one was solemn.

Everything had been fine, and now it wasn’t.

Back at the bunker, Mikey immediately walked to his room. He passed Donnie’s lab, but didn’t walk in. He left Leo, and he felt bad, but he needed to be alone.

~*~*~

The PA system in the bunker crackled to life. “This is General Leonardo Hamato. I regret to inform the Resistance that my twin brother, Donatello Hamato, has fallen in battle. A memorial will be held tonight. Thank you.” Leo’s voice broke on the thank you.

~*~*~

Leo stood in the doorway to Donnie’s lab. He was sad. He was pissed.

He felt really, really guilty.

Donnie had been in the battle because Leo had requested help. He probably would’ve been mostly okay if Leo hadn’t asked him to join the fight.

They couldn’t even fight, really. They used to be amazing, they could beat Leo and Mikey in sparring, but they spent too much time in the lab, never training. It was all tech and ninpo at the end.

And at the very end, not even ninpo. Not that Leo could’ve felt it anyways. His ninpo never fully returned from the initial Kraang shriek, and it was completely locked away when Raph died.

He stopped his fall down memory hill. He was standing in the doorway to Donnie’s lab. Might as well check if the guy who made Genius Built tech had a Last Will and Testament. Or a plan. Or something.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he heard a voice that made him want to punch something.

“Leonardo. Since you are here and I have not yet returned to base, I will assume I am dead.”

“Yeah you are, you dipshit.” Leo felt the tears coming back. Sad, still, but also angry.

He looked around. Everything was as it had been left. Barry’s journals open next to a prototype ninpo assist, an organized clutter on the floors and tables.

“The computer on my desk is still on my old password. You know the one,” the voice (it wasn’t Donnie’s voice. Donnie was gone.) said. “There is a folder called Post-Mortem Information. Look at the files in order, please. Goodbye.”

“Fuck you,” Leo yelled into the lab, but went to the computer anyways.

He typed in the password. BootyyyShaker9000, Donnie’s password since he was thirteen. He opened the file as directed, and clicked on the first file.

~*~*~

Hello, friends and family reading this.

I am dead. Obviously. Besides this letter, this folder contains instructions on how to operate certain things around the bunker, along with tutorials on how to update protocols and machinery.

This folder also has blueprints for everything I have ever built. Yes, that includes the crayon drawings from when I was six.

Tell CJ that I was working on the hockey stick upgrades, but I wasn’t able to finish. The parts are in a labeled box, with instructions. Don’t wait until his birthday. Give it to him now.

Before I wrote this, I constructed a robot for Raph. It was intended to contain his Hamato essence, basically, bring him back. You’ll hate me for this, but I did not make one for myself. Try to get Raph. He may still be where we left him.

Was it a cool death at least? Did I help people? Were there fireworks?

I know you are grieving, but as of writing this, Mikey was trying to figure out how to contact Hamato clan ghosts. Give me a call sometime, will you?

Water my plants, please. Leo, drink your coffee ration for once. In my honor. Mikey, quit being such a dumbass and stop over using your ninpo. For me. Both of you, keep helping the Resistance. And remember me, please.

-Donatello Hamato

Genius Built

BootyyyShaker9000

#rottmnt #tw death #cw death #tw sibling death #cw sibling death #tw vomit #cw vomit #tw body horror #cw body horror #<- sorta

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ever since i saw a post about the idea of sonic (jokingly) being a sort of wind god, i’ve had so many thoughts in my head abt an AU that goes like:

Ok so an AU where Sonic IS a wind god who lives up in, idk, God Land w/ some other gods.

Anyway, one day he decides to drop down to the mortal plane for fun and to experience the world he’s helped create, bc sitting around blessing mortals n stuff gets boring after a while.

Basically, mans skydives outta god land without telling anyone & its all fun and games until he crash-lands in a field head first (& surprisingly does not lose his memory).

From there, he’s found and rescued by Tails and his magical golem. Sonic wants to hide the fact that he’s a god, so he feigns complete amnesia… until Tails decides he wants to try and help him recover his memories. Then Sonic claims to have recovered some memories the next day. He makes up a very odd yet mundane story abt his life. Is his tale believable? …Ehhh if you squint hard enough🤨.

And eventually a plot begins where someone in the story needs, or is trying to get, the 7 Chaos Emeralds or something. idk. Is it Eggman trying to get them for nefarious means? Is it one of the good guys getting a prophecy to gather the 7 emeralds? Someone else entirely? Dunno.

Anyway some lore stuff I have cooked up:

This is basically a fantasy rpg-like setting with magic and kingdoms and all of that. Technology would probably exist, but it’d be magically fueled u know? Like a “phone” being a specific crystal fueled by mana that allows voices to travel long distances or smth.

Tails is a self-taught magic scientist. He’s gone as far as to create a Golem from scratch in his off-time by the name of Emerl. Emerl is seen as odd for a golem, as he wasn’t built with a personality or directive in mind, rather, he was built to form his own personality & directive by observing others. At the start, he mostly takes after Tails & Tails’ friends. Now he also gets to take after this odd, lackadaisical, cocky, yet soft-hearted stranger by the name of Sonic. Yippeeee!

Amy is a paladin (thanks SF:SB) who is the retainer to Princess Blaze of Soleanna. She’s got an eye for strategy (shoutout to whatever Forces was trying in that regard) and presents a more level-headed exterior in the public, but is truly just a peppy, bubbly girl on the inside (& off the clock). She hangs out with ppl like Tails & Cream when she can.

Silver is a mage and oracle-in-training who’s the retainer to Princess Elise of Soleanna. He’s usually cheerful, naive and optimistic, but also has low tolerance & respect for people who bother him (stares at the Sonic Rivals Duology Silver. I love that little punk).

So yes, Blaze & Elise are related here. I mean cmon SOLeanna? SOL dimension? SOLaris??? BOTH CHARACTERS RELATE TO FIRE IN SOME WAY???? CMON!!! Anyway Elise & Blaze are step-siblings & Elise is a bird.

Anyway, there could possibly be a “kingdom” for each of the gods?? I could see characters who’d fit as important royal-like figures corresponding to each elemental god, but im not sure of that yet. At the least, we got the Soleanna Sisters

There are mortals who’ve been blessed by certain gods. Some examples are Tails being blessed by “Sonic” [whatever Sonic’s god name is], Blaze + Elise by Solaris, & Knuckles by Tikal.

Speaking of, so far, the gods I’ve thought of are:

Sonic (Wind), who looks like Super Sonic in his god form & any mortal depictions of him. However, he disguises himself in a different form (that’s just his normal blue self in-game/media) when dropping into the mortal realm.

Tikal (Earth), who looks like her usual in-game self. Also, those blessed by the Earth God are the only ones with notable healing capabilities. While anyone who’s blessed by a god has better self-regeneration than those not blessed, only those blessed by Tikal are can directly heal others.

Chaos (Water). aka the God of Gods. Almost never seen by the other gods unless its something important. Sonic, being the youngest of the main gods, has never actually seen Chaos in any way shape or form. VERY picky about who gets their blessing. Probably doesnt even bless people anymore, actually.

Solaris (Fire), who im not sure what looks they’ll have. Maybe literally how they look in 06 (which i think is just some weird… bird-like shape of light? Or maybe they look like Crystal Mephiles? Or a bird anthro? Maybe they shapeshift when they feel like it? Can Solaris split themself into Iblis & Mephiles or is Solaris just one entity? Much to think about.

??? (Light). There’s a “Fallen God” who was once known as the God of Light. After a certain incident, they were branded as the God of Destruction and banished to the mortal realm with his memories wiped. The God of Light is hardly known or worshipped in the mortal realm after most traces of their existence have been removed. These days, those blessed by the God of Light are few and far between, to the point where it’s become a mark of misfortune to have such power. Hmmmm I wonder who this Fallen God could beeee 🤔

& there may be another character or two who could fit the role of a god but idk off the top of my head.

…& I think thats all i’ve got for now. Listen this has been cooking in my head for days and especially last night for some reason. lmk what yall think bc its a fun little story idea thats been swimming in my brain hgkgh. Or if yall wanna shoot off some ideas n stuff that’d be fun too.

#sonic #sonic au #i have a name for this au but is it smth im really really gonna work on u know?? like. idk!#well not a finalized name but ‘Journey of the Wind God’ has been in my head for a while

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