#refound family

[gaycragula]

141 x male reader, where the reader is a child that was rescued by 141 and they meet again later 8n life, when the reader is older and the reader recognized them and just fluff and maybe some tears

Refound Family

Pairing: Familial 141 with a male child/young adult reader Word Count: 783 Masterlist I'm sorry if this is kinda formatted weird, it was the first time writing something like it and I really wasn't sure where to go with it </3

It had been years since you’d been pulled from the rubble of your parent’s home and practically nursed back to health. Years since you’d been taken in under the group of men after it was found out your parents did not make it. Since you’d spent just under 4 years with them before you were officially adopted. When you kicked and screamed and cried that you didn’t want to go after they’d all said their goodbyes.

When you initially started living with your adoptive family, it took you a while to actually consider them family. There were many nights where you cried to your parents that you wanted to go back to your dads. Your parents always managed to calm you down enough for you to drift off to sleep and you eventually found yourself considering them your parents, loving them as though they were your biological parents.

You were an adult now. You worked a decent job that let you afford a small apartment for yourself in a nice city. Your parents kept in contact with you, making sure you were in a comfortable position. If you were having a rough time, they were there to help. Whether it be with money or with food, they were always happy to help you.

Speaking of food, you were in need of some so you took a trip to one of the grocery stores in town. You were browsing through the microwavable meals in the freezer section when you heard the voice that made memories surface. You shook your head at first, there’s no way he was here, not in a fucking grocery store of all places.

Then you heard the second voice. That heavy Scottish accent was unmistakable and you abandoned the freezer section to find the source of the voices. They were a couple aisles over from you and when you saw them, you were sure you were going to start crying.

You’re sure they wouldn’t recognize you and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t nervous. Your palms were suddenly sweaty and it felt about 3 degrees hotter in the store than it had just previously been. You took a deep breath before approaching the men. 

The oldest of the two, Price, gave you a look as you got closer before his eyes drifted to the small metal tags that rested on your chest and a look of recognition passed through his eyes. It had actually been a gift from them to you. A set of your own dog tags so you didn’t feel out. They’d gotten it custom made and gave it to you for your birthday. You rarely took it off.

Their conversation had stopped by the time you stopped next to them. 

“I know you probably don’t remember me,” you started, rubbing your tags between your fingers out of habit. “But I was the kid-” Your words were cut off with a grunt when one of them pulled you into a tight hug. 

“Aye, we remember ya, lad,” Soap whispers, his voice surprisingly full of emotion. It was what sent you over the edge and you started crying as you hugged the Scot back. It had been years and they still recognized you. 

They took you out to lunch so they could catch up with you. You admitted you had issues getting along with your adopted family for a long while and had cried about wanting to stay with them. You found out they’d actually stayed in contact with your adopted parents and were kept updated as you grew up.

They shared your big achievements and birthdays. Price and Soap got to watch your graduation online (Gaz and Ghost were out on a mission and couldn’t make it). They sent you a birthday card every year, simply signed 141. You had no idea it was them.

You’d thought that once you were fully adopted, they stopped participating in your life and here you were, however many years later, finding out it was the opposite. It made you tear back up again and you had to take a deep breath to keep yourself from crying again. It brought you so much joy to see the men you’d considered your dads for the better part of four years.

You don’t know how long you ended up talking to them but by the end of it, Price and Soap had given you their numbers so you could keep in contact with them.  It felt relieving having them back in your life and you’re sure today was not going to be the last time you saw them. You looked forward to your future meetings. Maybe Ghost and Gaz would tag along.

#family #refound family #task force 141 x child!reader #child reader #fluff #a little bit of crying #male reader #captain price #soap cod #soap mactavish #cod mwii #cod mw2 #cod #cod modern warefare 2

[creapysummer]

So found family right?

But what if they were already family and they split up?

And lived their separate lives for years

Then they all reunited and had to save the world together while dealing with their family drama

Plus they all have daddy issues

Refound Family?

These are the bitches in question

#them #they are all iconic #chaotic bitches #found family? #refound family. #the umbrella academy

[icyfox17]

Okay so I have a friend who used to be my best friend, like the closest friend I've ever had. We got into a really bad fight a few years ago, and while we've made up since then, we rarely talk anymore. We're on good terms, but things are awkward when we talk. It's been hard to reconnect.

I passed by the place we always used to meetup at, while listening to my indie movie music playlist, and I got the sudden urge ask them to go on a roadtrip with me. Not even like try to rekindle the friendship before that, no no, just ask them straight up to go on a roadtrip together, and see if that maybe... I dunno, sparks a connection again. Crazy idea, but I could totally see an indie movie with that plot lol. Now would that even work irl?? That is the question.

Too bad I don't have my license... or a car.

But even with that I still kinda... wanna do it in the future. I think that'd be a cool, crazy idea. And if they said yes?? Well then, maybe it'd work :) I dunno, I honestly feel like if they aren't busy, they'd say yes.

I guess I'll just have to wait and see

#foxie rambles #indie vibes #possible fic idea?? i think thatd be fun ngl #refound family my 2nd fav trope

[sp00kygr33n]

My friend: so your favorite trope is like what, found family?

Me, putting on sunglasses: actually, it's re-found family

#spooky speaks #i mean #just look at my ao3 #don't get me wrong i love found family #but refound family just hits the spot

[good--merits-accumulated]

okay but why has absolutely everyone in the hng live action fandom decided to rewatch it at this exact time of year???

#personally i have a theory #around the holidays people start to think of family and friends and loved ones right? #and although qi hun is not a holiday-themed show by any means. it is full of Love. #found family and refound family and friends and rivals and sweethearts and teachers #and all this LOVE makes it so holiday-y. #can someone weigh in on this #qi hun #hikaru no go #and by holidays i don't strictly mean christmas i mean Everything #idk even as someone who technically doesn’t celebrate christmas i still feel christmass-y for so much of this time!!

[uncleardyn]

oh god. getting brain blasted by my uncle ardyn/5th party member ardyn au. get loved, idiot.

#verbose #want to draw more stuff for it....... ardyn bonding with da lads #LIKE. LISTEN. ITD BE GOOD. I WANT HIM TO REALIZE THAT NOCTIS WAS AS FUCKED OVER BY THE GODS AS HE WAS #AND THAT HES BARELY LEARNED LIFE AT THIS POINT. AND THAT THE REST OF THE PARTY ACTUALLY CARES ABT ARDYN #AND ARDYN REALIZES HE CARES BACK. DO YOU SEE. DO YOU SEE MY FOUND/REFOUND FAMILY VISION.

[dungeonsandblorbos]

Campaign Intros: Acquisitions, Incorporated

Acq, Inc. is a 5e campaign that my husband and i play with more or less the same group as the Amazonomachy (unfortunately one of our players had to drop out after the pandemic struck). we're currently 68 sessions in, and should be wrapping it up in another one or two sessions!

i finally learned how to take good, exceptionally thorough and useful notes, and because we're still playing it, i actually have decent memory of it too! so look forward to detailed story times and lots of memes

~anyway~

the setting

the first part of this story is played out of the Acquisitions, Inc. adventure book, which is based on an actual play podcast of the same name made by Penny Arcade. none of us players have listened to it, so if you're confused, you're not alone! and you really won't miss much by not being familiar with the origin story, as our DM did a good job adapting it for an unfamiliar player group

the two main things you need to know are: 1. a while back there was this big wild magic explosion that caused some chaos and transformed some goblins into a new race, called the Verdan, who are a lot like goblins but taller and smarter and slightly magical 2. there's an adventuring organization called Acquisitions, Inc., which is based in Waterdeep but has smaller franchises scattered around the continent and staffed by smaller, less important adventuring parties. our PCs make up one such party, based in Phandalin. we pay monthly dues and licensing fees in exchange for the HQ paying our employees for us, granting us access to cool gadgets and a treasure trove of information, and lending us the brand name recognition. in addition to our class, we also have a job title that gives us special additional proficiencies, equipment, and abilities. also, we opened up a tea shop (called the Cauldron & Kettle Cafe) at our base to earn a little extra money and help keep up our reputation with the locals. Tim hosts a book club there, and is responsible for the tea blends and recipes it uses. he also designed the menu

the party Cauldron & Kettle Questing Company

Jun Vyardes: my PC! you know her, you met her here. a half-elf light cleric/bard and the party's secretarian, a position which specializes in PR and marketing. serves Vestia, a human goddess of domestic fires and revelry. committed to justice, her goddess, and her friends. so really it's kind of funny that she ended up working for such an absurdly capitalist company. dies her red hair darker so it doesn't look quite so much like her father's

Tim Cobbletoss (born Thokk): my husband's PC! a half-orc barbarian and the party's cartographer, a position that specializes in mapmaking and navigation. he was mostly raised by halflings, which means he has the personality of an old english grandma, just with some minor anger issues and major daddy issues. Jun's half-brother; they share a human father who is an absolutely terrible parent. like Jun, a redhead. family-oriented and very much a romantic. also, very tired. he's a very talented carpenter and woodworker, and wields a hammer named Bonk

Taku: a whooping crane aaracokra and path of the four elements monk. (yes that is a stupidly powerful combination but tbh his super squishiness balances it out. he's been knocked unconscious so many times and even literally died once—it's amazing he isn't constantly concussed!) started as our party's loremonger, but switched partway through to our documancer, a position specializing in contracts and legal mumbo jumbo. a responsible and independent bird who left his family because they wouldn't accept him for who he was (a boy). he's smart and earnest and precious and if anything irrevocable happened to him, Jun would go on a wild revenge spree and then immediately self-destruct

Briny: a Verdan Bloodhunter, and the party's hoardsperson, a position specializing in keeping track of and carrying all of the party's loot. a very sweet and naive little gremlin who's a bit of a personality sponge. loves learning new things, their friends, the sea, and gambling, although they don't actually really know how to gamble. has a stash of seashells that they like giving out as presents. also very precious and must be protected at all costs

Gallus: a half-elf rogue and the party's occultant, a position specializing in being edgy and keeping tally of the party's karmic rating. moody and reserved and wary, and naturally another precious boy we must protect. unfortunately, was reassigned to a different branch partway through the campaign (as his player was no longer able to participate)

important NPCs

Girasol Vyardes: aka Daddy Bard—Jun and Tim's father. a redhead. born to a noble family in Amn, his full name is Girasol Agusto Raúl Maximo Narciso Vyardes Corazón de la Verga, but he hasn't gone by that for quite some time. a wandering, philandering, incredibly vain and hedonistic man, he's unfortunately a talented musician, poet, and fencer, blessed (or perhaps cursed) with a silver tongue. despite his flaws and shitty parenting, he genuinely does love Jun in his own way, and wishes he could have been a better father to Tim—when he even remembers that Tim exists, that is

Lidda Cobbletoss: Tim's adoptive mother. a sweet, blind halfling woman who raised Tim with all the love and devotion and good humor he deserved from a parent. has an elderly tuxedo cat named Hank

Tela and Teleku: Taku's baby twin siblings! they heard about how cool and rebellious their older brother was and also didn't really get along with their conservative parents, so they ran away to try to find Taku—and succeeded! Tela is a girl and hatched first. she's more assertive and energetic, and has been learning how to fight to protect Teleku. she also learned fire stance from Taku's monk friends! Teleku is a boy and hatched second. he's shy and chill and smart, and learned water stance. Jun immediately adopts them as her own baby siblings and, like a good big sister, shows off her own fire magic to them, helps Briny teach them about gambling, and regales them with wildly exaggerated (and sanitized) tales from the party's adventures, which Tela believes whole-heartedly

Gildna Dunn: a timid half-orc woman who serves as the Cauldron & Kettle's major domo (administrative assistant). she also served as its previous inhabitants' major domo

Gorkow: a little goblin friend we picked up along the way of our earliest adventure and hired on as help for the tea shop. he has a giant sword covered in bones that he refers to as his "butter knife"

Minghee "Min" Graywind: an adventurous young human woman we hired to run messages, errands, and trades for us. her mom runs the general store in Phandalin, and does not like that we hired her

Noriel: a sad sap of a mandolin-playing minstrel (aka bard). we took pity on him and ended up hiring him on to help Jun advertise the Cauldron & Kettle's services. eventually, together with Gorkow, Min, and Susan and her dogs, forms our party's B Team

Susan: an unusually intelligent ogre woman who has two big fluffy dire wolves. we hired her on for security gigs, especially helping Min stay safe on the road, and let her and her dogs live in our basement

Ol' Fivesides and company: a crew of modrons gnomes we hired on as engineers and maintenance crew. they made us some automaton training dummies/security bots and a steam-powered tea trolley shaped like a teapot. they're mostly metallic orbs with spindly arms and wings, lead by a cube named Ol' Fivesides who wears a large tricorn hat and an eyepatch; despite their appearance, they insist that they're all just very mechanically minded gnomes. they're a little creepy but they've got the right spirit

Ken: a half-orc, half-ogre, and very sweet spirit, bless his heart. huge—over seven feet tall and about four feet wide at the shoulders. Briny is enamored with how tall he is, and Ken is enamored with how small Briny is, and so they immediately became friends. a talented cook, though his presentation could use some work. the winner of a cooking competition we hosted to find a new chef for the Cauldron & Kettle Cafe

Dorkas Nimblewood: Tim's favorite author. we never actually meet her, but she's nonetheless a very important part of this campaign's lore. she's the genius behind such classic erotic love stories as My Kingdom of Thirst, Beards and Beer: Dripping Ale and Dwarven Daddies, and her newest project, Dancing with Dragons: Domination in the Lair

the plot . . . hook

mistaken for an experienced adventuring group, the five of us were called into investigate a collapsed tunnel in Waterdeep while working as interns for Acq, Inc. in doing so, we found a mysterious but powerful magical object, which seemed to be merely a piece of a larger, even more powerful object. afterwards, we were sent to Phandalin to take over an abandoned Acq, Inc. franchise location and investigate the disappearance of its old party

in time, we began unravelling a dangerous conspiracy—an evil organization called the Six was trying to find all the pieces of a magical orrery and use it to open a rift in the universe to welcome their gods (read: horrible eldritch monsters of the outer realms) to the material plane, and probably bring about the end of everything in the process. and it just so happens that the mysterious but powerful object we found in the collapsed tunnel in Waterdeep was a piece of said orrery

thus began a race against the Six to steal all the pieces of the orrery first and save the universe. no pressure for a few newbie adventurers, right?

#campaign intros #acquisitions incorporated #dnd 5e #Jun Vyardes #Cauldron & Kettle Questing Co. #ttrpg stories #bard is only one letter away from bad #*slaps roof of car* #this bad boy can fit so much found family in it #you can even fit some refound family in there too #look i know this is the third campaign i've used the found family meme tag on #it's just a common theme for campaigns with this group okay? #we're all a bunch of queers (except the dm who is our token straight white man friend) so how could we not put found family in everything? #dnd 5e oc

[phantomdecibel]

AAAWWWWWW THAT WAS SWEET

#family refounded part one–!

[somerandomdudelmao]

Part 5!

Leo and Mikey are waiting their turn for refound family comfort hehe

Part 1 Next

#Cass apocalyptic series #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #riseofthetmnt #leonardo #donatello #future leonardo #casey jones #casey jr #future michelangelo #michelangelo #future donatello #future raphael #raphael

[herpsandbirds]

Jackson's Climbing Salamander (Bolitoglossa jacksoni), family Plethodontidae, endemic to Guatemala

CRITICALLY ENDANGERED.

This species had not been seen since 1975, but was refound in 2017.

photgraphs by Carlos R. Vasquez-Almazan

#central america #bolitoglossa #bolitoglossine #plethodontidae #salamander #amphibian #herpetology #animals #nature #arboreal salamander #climbing salamander

[raycatz]

Something about Four fics set in his Hyrule!

The Minish Cap world being small and detailed enough to be intimately understood. The characters all having their own figurines with fun descriptions and secrets. Four's comfort and seamless integration and understanding of Hyrule Town and the people. The bakery. A library which he frequents. The school he went to. He and Dot being childhood friends. How close he is to her in both friendship and physical proximity like the castle is Right There it's so easy for them to visit and for Dot to be included in fic. The Picori Festival. The whimsy of the Minish and their presence and magic being something Four often and happily interacts with. The little traditions that make his world his. Having a home to return to that he finds comfort in. His Grandfather being there for him. His job at the forge. All of the people he has in his life who offer him genuine guidance and support. Something about FSA and The Minish Cap drawing so faithfully from the games before that there is an item or person or oddly specific scenario that uniquely ties Four to many of the other heros- the palace of the four sword, the origins of the picori blade, the dark mirror, the dark world, FSA drawing from the style of WW and alttp (and the headcanons that result from this like the shield that's Wind's family heirloom being Four's originally).

Something about stories set in his world are so comforting. I love fics where Four is the last to join the chain, signaling the true start of their adventure together, and fics where Four sets in motion what, or is, the first to bring them together again after the adventure is over. Fics that explore Minish Cap and FSA's worlds and how Four is connected to it, and how it connects him to the others. It's just a Minish Cap appreciation kind of day tbh.

Here's some fic recs!

Close Encounters of the Fourth Kind by Blueskullcandy

A Little Bit of Minish Magic by glowingjellyfishtreelights

New Hands on Ancient Hilts by TimeturnerJay

After, or "Fuck it, refounds your family" by cerame

#was reading LU fics last night and was overcome with just how cool all the lu fic writers and fan creators are!!! #and it makes me want to create stories too like aaaaa!!! #it's awesome! #linked universe #rays random ramblings #I'm also fond of a fic where Dot is apprenticing under Grandpa Smith and she makes like a brooch for Four #but I can't remember who wrote it #have most people probably already read these fics? yeah. #am I recommending them again? yeah

[gaycragula]

Call of Duty Masterlist

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John 'Soap' MacTavish

Smut- Interrogation- M!Reader Fluff- Warmth of the Sun and a Ghost- M!Reader Smut- You're Ours- M!Reader Smut- Congratulations, General- M!Reader

Captain John Price

Smut- Another Sleepless Night- M!Reader Smut- Good Morning, Lad- M!Reader Fluff- Early Morning Kisses- GN!Reader Fluff- Massages- M!Reader

Gary 'Roach' Sanderson

Smut- Roach My Beloved- M!Reader

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Smut- Late Nights- M!Reader Fluff/Angst- Reunion- GN!Reader ('09 Ghost) Fluff- Warmth of the Sun and a Ghost- M!Reader Smut- You're Ours- M!Reader Fluff- Spiderman Kisses- M!Reader Smut- Congratulations, General- M!Reader

König

Fluff- Falling in Love with König- GN!Reader Smut- Stuck Between a Rock and a Hard.. Man- M!Reader Smut- Inside- M!Reader

Task Force 141

Fluff- Refound Family- M!Reader (Platonic/paternal) Fluff/Angst- Lost and Found- M!Reader (Platonic) Fluff- Lead the Way, Private- M!Reader (Platonic/paternal) (Pt 2 to Refound Family)

Phillip Graves

Smut- Go Fuck Yourself Graves- M!Reader

#cod #cod x reader #cod x male reader #x male reader #x reader #cod x gn!reader #gn!reader #x gn!reader #soap cod #ghost cod #gaz cod #price cod #call of duty mw #konig cod #König #König x reader #ghost x reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #price x reader #roach x reader #roach cod #smut #fluff #angst #ghostsoap x reader #ghostsoap x male reader #phillip graves x male reader #phillip graves #phillip graves x reader

[vodika-vibes]

Hey! Congratulations on the followers! I love your fics! I've just refound tumblr and have been obsessed with TBB and TCW .

May I please have a pansy and a purple lilac with TBB Tech and a F!reader?

Tiny Dancer

Summary: You own a dance studio on a small mid-rim world, which has started to have some severe electrical problems. Luckily, Tech is your neighbor and he's happy to help.

Pairing: TBB Tech x F!Reader

Word Count: 1120

Prompts: Pansy - You occupy my thoughts; Purple Lilac - first love

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: So, this is my first time writing Tech, so I hope I did him justice. And if I didn't, please let me know so I can do better next time. But! Welcome back to Tumblr and our little corner filled with Clones!

Once upon a time, before the war, you would travel from planet to planet, learning different dances from different people across the galaxy.

And, though you don’t like to brag, you like to think that you’re something of an expert in most forms of dancing. 

But when the War started, you were forced to find a safe planet to live on. Which is how you ended up here. On some mid-rim planet, running a dance studio for anyone who wants to learn.

Sure, the war is over, but with the Empire…

Well, it’s just not safe to travel anymore. 

Still, you like to think that you’re making the best of it. Or, well, you hope you are, in any event.

“You have no idea how grateful I am for this, Tech.” You say brightly to the tall man who’s standing on a ladder with his head half in your ceiling, “I would hate for someone to get hurt because of poor wiring. And the electrician I spoke to was so dismissive-”

“I am happy to help,” Tech says as he pulls his head out of the ceiling to look at you, “So far, however, I am not seeing any problems.”

Concern crosses your face, “Oh, but I saw-”

“I believe you.” He sits on the top of the ladder, “Is there another electrical panel somewhere?”

“Um…” You think back to what the previous owner said to you when you purchased the building, “The basement, I think.”

“Then we can look there next.” He climbs down the ladder, and snaps it closed before he leans it against one of the padded walls, “After you.”

You lead Tech through the studio, until you get to the basement door. You quickly unlock it, and then have to use your whole body weight to pull it open, “Sorry.” You say as you stumble back into him, “The door has always done that.”

Tech steadies you with a hand on your shoulder, “I can fix that.” He offers.

You beam at him, “Oh! Can you really? That would be wonderful!”

He stares at you for a moment, and then averts his gaze with a cough, “Yes, well. We should deal with the electrical problem first.”

“When you’re right, you’re right.” You reply with a bubbly laugh, before you turn and flip the lightswitch, and lead him down the concrete steps, “Sorry for the mess. I mostly use this as storage. And the previous owner left a bunch of junk behind when he moved out. I kind of hoped that a member of his family would come to claim it, but no dice.”

You step off the stairs, and push a stack of boxes out of the way, to make room for Tech.

“How much of this belongs to you?” Tech asks, as he pushes several boxes out of the way as well.

“Less than a quarter.” You admit with a sigh, “But I don’t want to just throw it all away, it’s not mine. Oh, the electrical box is on the back wall, I think.”

Tech sighs softly when he sees the stacks of boxes blocking his path to the electrical box, and you duck your head with a mumbled apology. “If I had known that physical labor was involved, I would have brought Wrecker.”

You giggle, “Sorry. But I do appreciate you doing this for me. I kind of expected you to tell me to kriff off.”

He shoots you an odd look, “You really think that?”

You shrug, “You’re a nice guy, Tech, but most people don’t exactly like having their freetime claimed by other people.” You grin at him, “I wouldn’t have minded if you said no, but I’m so glad you said yes.”

Tech releases a quiet laugh, “I do not think anyone can say no to you, least of all me.”

“Least of all?”

“Sorry?”

“You said ‘least of all’,” You clarify, “Why least of all?”

“Oh.” He glances at you out of the corner of his eyes, even as he slides boxes and old mats out of the way, “Because I think about you all the time. And I am pretty sure that I am in love with you. Though I am still trying to figure that out.”

You fumble with the small box you’re carrying, and only manage to not drop it because you set it on another box, “What?”

“Did you not think it was strange that I am always eager to help you?”

You stare at him, “No! I thought you just liked helping people!”

“I like helping you, specifically. You have never been bothered by my rambling.” Tech replies, “Even my own brothers tell me to shut up from time to time, but you never have.”

“Honestly, Tech, I didn’t think I was your type.” You admit sheepishly, “So I kind of slotted you in the ‘look but don’t touch’ column.”

“Why would you think that?”

“I don’t know if you noticed,” You say dryly, “But I’m a bit…flighty.”

“I noticed that, yes.”

“And, like, super scatterbrained. And not all that smart-”

“Do you want to know the first good memory I have of this planet?” Tech interrupts you.

“-uh…sure?”

“The summer dance festival.” Tech says, turning to watch you, “You were wearing this sheer material that reminded me of the ocean, and you were dancing to some type of music that I have never heard before-”

“I remember that. I was the opening act for the little ones.” You say with a small smile.

“It was the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen in my life,”

“I…really?”

“I think about that more than I should.” Tech admits, not the least bit ashamed.

You press your hands against your burning cheeks, “Oh.”

“If I have made you uncomfortable-”

“No! No! Not at all!” You blurt, and then you giggle, “I’m actually really, really happy.”

Tech pauses, “Happy enough to go on a date with me?”

You beam at him, “I’d really like that!”

A small smile crosses his face, “Then we can work out the details when we are finished here.” His smile grows when he hears you giggling even more.

“Alright! Then we should probably get to work moving the boxes.” You add as you force yourself to get your giggles under control. And then you grin, and quickly dart to his side and press a quick kiss to his cheek, before you pull away, “I have a box cart thing upstairs, let me go grab it!”And as you dart up the stairs, you see Tech press his hand against his cheek, where you just kissed him, and a bubbly giggle slips from your lips. This is the best day ever.

#star wars #tbb #vodika-vibes follower celebration #tbb tech x reader #tech x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #f!reader fanfic #answered asks

[daedelweiss]

Okay, I could just be seeing things

But the figure in the center of the spraypaint looks vaguely Donnie shaped. And the way the ink smudges makes it look vaguely like he's wearing his bandana I just like pointing out weird little details dfjfhdskg;fdx.g

HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM I am concerned

Also Raph seems to be holding someone/something in this scene and I can't tell who/what and I wish I knew

I CAUGHT THE FLASH WITH LEO'S NINPO STUFF!

Also, Mikey being in his old outfit makes me think this is earlier in the timeline

THEY GOT A FRIGGEN FAMILY PHOTOKSNJDKIDSJFDJGODGODGJODG

Stars, I love refound family

I FRIGGIN LOVE REFOUND FAMILY

I love this one so much. Disaster twinnies taking a little nappy <3

hehe- i love it when people dissect my work >:D i'll go about them in order~

i can neither confirm or deny that's donnie . 3 . just know that graffiti art is definitely foreshadowing :D

he's fine~ :DDD

you guys will see soon tbh because i'm gonna have to make that raph arc animatic

heh~ again, most of the things that happen in life mission are canon with a twist. i'm surprised not a lot of people noticed his hands :3c and i will neither confirm or deny where in the timeline this is hehe- just that it happens in mikey's arc

ya!!! donnie took a selfie of them :D

honestly that hug frame took forever to finish-

they are my weakness. my bois. i hold them forever

#dae asks #rottmnt #rottmnt life mission au #life mission au #LM asks

[justalilstar]

HOOOOLY SHIT OKOK. I FINISHED IT BEFORE THE DEADLINE COULD KILL THRASH ME YAYYYAYYYYY

erm. hello!! hhihhi!! sorry if the intro is long i wanted it to be cool,,, I hope it was cool!!! Here's all the. relevant info!! Name: Night Terror (Crescent Stardom is her legal name though)

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Notes on Personality: Night Terror, as she is actively reformed here, Is considerably less cruel than her old self. But still keeps very stand-offish to strangers and has a natural glare that tends to make people think she is still as aggressive as before. Be gentle with her and you might be able to catch a glimpse of her softer, more skittish personality that she moreso shows around family than anyone! She is also fairly quiet, so communication with her outside of little spurts or responses will take effort. She's just anxious, that's all!

Backstory and Lore: Separated from her Father; Meta Knight; soon after birth, Crescent Stardom was renamed Night Terror by the evil wizard Nightmare. He altered her form to be as monstrous as he'd made Meta Knight, and raised her to be the one to kill the lone swordsman. Her view on the world was heavily warped until Kirby shattered through it with sheer kindness for their long lost sister. To this day she is in active recovery with her refound family, struggling with concepts of morality and trying to build herself a new image... It's. A work in progress.

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#kirby oc tournament #my art #kirby oc #night terror #kirby meta knight #I would have made this way more detailed #BUT I was made aware of this way too late #and still need to awnser asks!!!! #so erm #sorry gamers!!! i hope you like blue backgrounds #i also forgot my signature so please be nice #and dont steal my work!! pretty please dont

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The Moon Will Sing PT4

WARNINGS: Heavy Angst, Hurt no comfort No one properly wants this but here you go none the less LMAO Master List

Astarion couldn't tear his eyes from the letter that sat innocently within his tent.

Surely Cazador wouldn't risk coming into their camp to place this? It must have been someone else on his behalf. It always is.

His mind played a thousand horrors on repeat as his crimson eyes never left the sealed parchment. A thousand different words. A thousand different scars.

By the time he refound himself the sun had started to crest into the bright light of twilight. Mentally shaking himself off, he grabbed the letter, giving it a good look over before he even decided to open it.

It was not trapped, yet he did note that the red ink was in fact blood. Your blood. He could recognize the sent anywhere. After all, you had offered yourself to him whenever he felt hungry.

Ice took over his still veins, the idea that Cazador even had the option to write in your blood was all ready enough proof for his fears. Even so, he opened the letter to read the rest of the blood written letter.

The hand writing was swift yet elegant as always, the deep red making the note more ominous, if it needed to be more than it already was. If Astarion could feel even worse he surely would.

Dear Little Star,

I trust this letter finds you in good health, as your galivanting in the sun seems to prove.

As you are surely aware, I have yet to forget your owed responsibilities to your family. Yet worry not. It seems I have been gifted someone in your stead. Unless you care to come home where you belong.

Do not mistake my resolve for leniency. You owe you life to me boy, and as such, I am willing to allow yourself to come to me to repay your debt, less I have to resort to making your newest fascination in your image.

Do not keep me waiting, for the clock ticks swiftly towards an irreversible outcome.

Your beloved Father, Cazador Szarr

Astarion could breath, not that he had reason to in the first place, yet his throat twisted closed. He couldn't see anything as his vision blurred and his body trembled.

He wanted to scream, to run away and never return. But most of all... He wanted to run to you.

He never seemed to realize it, yet now in the absence of it he couldn't see how he could ever be so blind. Over the days of traveling and fighting, he had felt his muscle relax and his mind clear. He was at peace. Something that was so forin that he didn't realize it until it was pried away from him.

"And honestly... I don't think your services are worth the cost."

His words come back to haunt him. Just for a moment, everything was clear. Just for once in his current torment did he find a still peace.

You weren't pried from him. He had willingly fed you to the beasts. You had given him and given him and given him. So much you had given freely to him. You gave him food, both in something he couldn't eat, not that you knew at first, and in blood. You had given him protection, from blades and words. Friends and foes. You had given him comfort from his own thoughts. Given him something he had never thought he could even have. You gave him hope. Love. Your whole heart.

He had thrown it all back in your face. Told you that all of it was nothing.

That you where nothing.

His hand curled into his hair, letter crumpling in his grip. His thoughts, his feelings, his fear. They all consumed him once more. All of it at once. All of his faults coming back to him at once.

And all he could do was cry and long for the comfort of your touch. Craving the soft hands of a seasoned warrior to gently rub circled into his back. Desire the whispers of an angelic voice that tell him he's safe, that no one could ever hurt him again. Yearn for the feathery light touches of your lips as the kiss his head when he finally drifts back into a peaceful slumber.

All he once had. And yet....

His jaw clenched, threating to splinter his teeth into shards. He face damp with the falling of tears. Breath hitching as he tried to hold back his feelings, trying to desperately shove them back into the bottle he once held them all in. A bottle he never realized had opened at some point, yet he knew who had opened it for him.

He knew it all now. He knew all he ever wanted, truly wanted, had been behind him this entire time. All he had to do was turn around. That's all he had to do. He had what was promised to him. He had it. He had it. He fucking had it!

His voice seemed to carry as he cried out in his anguish. Hands threating to pull out his silver hair. The same hair you had once touched with such care and kindness.

Oh how he would give anything to have that back... Any anything he will give.

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