#but man I enjoy thinking abt it
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dan-crimes ยท 2 years ago
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I don't personally enjoy death in my stories for one because I have no experience with it personally and for two because you can't torture a character anymore once they've died ๐Ÿ˜‡
#and I mean like perma death not talking abt any afterlifes and the afterlife in my story is based on DnD type deals#but even harder to get to like people can't just die and come back like nothing it is a PROCESS and NOT an easy one and also#not commonly practiced because it is rare to get it right (to be more direct it HASN'T been gotten right yet it's just a theory atm)#I never talk about my story or character OCs BUT I guess here's a taste of it#anyway I don't really kill off my characters but if I do experience a death of some sort then I probably will start writing abt it#but for now my characters are relatively safe also this isn't to say I'm unwilling to write abt death I just don't feel equip to handle it#in terms of a story revolving or somewhat revolving around a grieving process of some sort of dealing with all the different feelings#I dunno that stuff so I wouldn't write it as of right now#torture on the other hand#OH a good example for how I view the whole death thing in my story is kinda like Adventure Time#like that episode with Ghost Princess like ghosts and other paranormal stuff exist and are prominent#and they do go and meet with death thru a portal but that's like the surface level afterlife you can't really hit the deeper levels#unless you are dead and no one can see that stuff unless they are dead like when Finn dies we finally see what it's all like#as for like the levels and stuff I dunno abt all that I have like a very vague concept of how that would work but it's kinda like#beyond human comprehension y'know? that's how I view it and like death is PERMANENT and it's not suppose to be messed with#or bad things happen ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ป#there are even more things abt it like little exceptions to the rules but the rules still apply even still it's just like#living on borrowed time or being forced to like#well I don't wanna get too much into that tho that's like super spoilers#but man I enjoy thinking abt it
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bacchuschucklefuck ยท 2 months ago
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we let the ocean drown out our voices/enjoying the bitterness/in the chaotic light, I close my eyes and see
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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat ยท 2 months ago
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hot take maaaybe but imo the core tragedy of satoru is that heโ€™s not a god, heโ€™s literally just a normal guy who got godhood pushed onto him by other people . a god would be able to handle eternal solitude no problem but satoru isnโ€™t one so he suffers for it
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mblue-art ยท 11 months ago
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BAD SANSUARY // [31] snuggle for owl-bones's event !
"...I can't stay mad at you."
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b4kuch1n ยท 10 months ago
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THEE audiodrama disguised as podcast
#sherlock and co#s&co#sherlock holmes#john watson#mariana ametxazurra#Ive been thinking abt these design SO much lmao. even while doing other things#decided to take cues from acd/granada more. hence sherlock's headband to mimic slicked back hair#and I went with Colors bc. well first of all Im a clown. but second of all I recall some stuff abt victorian fabrics and uh. the wonder of#arsenic green etc#they were enjoying the colors I can commit to some#and. okay Im so real with u Im also a long haired john truther bc he has a podcast of course he'd have long hair but#I think its gonna take a Hot minute. currently this is still like the slightly-grown-out regulation cut#john's jacket is bc he and sherlock are 90s kids. this was a moment of enlightenment to me. I can give john every windbreaker on earth#mariana gets the jean jacket bc I like to imagine she's a y2k kid#(sherlock I think is only 90s kid in year of birth that man's childhood was skipping class to burn shit in the wood)#(but he canonically sews which I fucking love so much. he has not bought new clothes for almost a decade#if a shirt's disintegrating no it isn't. not on his watch)#a lil sad I cant figure out how to give them hats lol I feel like thats the most victorian thing there is. a stupid hat#I can at any moment give one of them a beanie. but I refuse#there are. like a Hoard of other scribbly sketches I did to get used to drawing them. but those are for me those are not for the public#and also theyre in my sketchbook and Im too lazy to scan them#happened mostly during lunar new year lol. I was getting Hard whipped then thank u s&co for carrying me thru#ok I do other things now. have this for a while ok? thank u#have a good night lads. enjoy motion
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gayspock ยท 2 years ago
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i love it when a tv show has lows that are so low you're so ashamed to ever show it to anyone ever but then highs that melt your brain a bit, like, "good fucking god, this is genuinely such an astounding piece of craftmanship... my perception of the medium, and perhaps of myself, has been challenged/changed in 40 minutes" but you cant even express that to ppl without feeling like youre fucking deranged bc my god the lows .....
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wyvernity ยท 9 months ago
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sss day my favorite national holiday WOOOOHHHH
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#pokemon#trainer lyra#rival silver#soulsilvershipping#timeskip tag#bao beis#i had so much more planned. but alas. college.#ANYWAY. sss my everything. ohh. always thinking abt them.#this is very obviously lyra's room! all the pink! massive bed to fit all her pokemon! the champion paycheck gets you that much at least#and plants!!! no. 1 horticulturist in johto#she's living somewhere around the base of mt silver... decently close to the league and her hometown#so i like to imagine her with a huge greenhouse so she can take care of plants even in the harsher climate#meanwhile silver has one of those decrepit malelivingspace flats in viridian. he's making it work.#i can only see sss properly moving in together liiiike in their late 20s#after they get to enjoy young adult independence for a while#but before they permanently settle down they should go on silly adventures again... just once. or twice. or#as much as i like to entertain the thought of them being homebodies i think they'd rather spend their lives travelling haha#since silver never got to fully experience it as a kid on the run#being a wanted man and all#and lyra is itching for the getaway#they deserve to be in nature and responsibility-free and *frothing at the mouth*#BTW i put my whole wyvussy into that wall decor#lisia signed poster... rosa's resemblance as mei(!!!) in the totoro one... bell tower + whirl island pics //#pokemon constellations... and those gen 4 mail templates that no one actually used. probably from dawn. champion penpals :]#i debated doing a lance poster because celebrity idol funny but nah she'd bin that immediately after moving out#oh yeah the drawover was um. inspired by the nonebinary neochamp fit. so happy for my son.#i'm glad i managed to finish the big piece in time otherwise i would've just posted that LOL can you imagine#okey bye happy sss day
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kiddphel ยท 7 months ago
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happy pride months to self shippers and their masc lesbian f/os. their femme gay man f/os. their gnc f/os. happy pride to selfshippers with canonically trans f/os and f/os they headcanon to be trans. happy pride to the masculine f/os who wear makeup.
happy pride to self shippers and their f/os and whatever gender expression makes them happy
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sunsetsandsunshine ยท 5 months ago
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Hey!! For your next fic could you do Leo and Mikey angst
It came be 2012, MM or rise
~ย ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šžโ€™๐š›๐šŽ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šžย ~
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ยทฬฉฬฉฬฅอ™๏ผŠ*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๐™ท๐š’, ๐šƒ๐šž๐š›๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š!!! ๐™ธ ๐š–๐š’๐šœ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š–๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š‹๐š›๐š˜ โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ’”โ€ฆ๐™ธ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š• ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š ๐™ธ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š—โ€™๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š›๐šŽ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š— ๐šƒ๐šž๐š–๐š‹๐š•๐š› ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐šข ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿฉท!!! ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘, ๐™ธ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š๐š–๐š’๐š ๐™ธโ€™๐š– ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š ๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š›โ€™๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ! ๐™ธ ๐š๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š›โ€™๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š’๐š–๐š™๐š•๐š’๐šŽ๐šโ€” ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐šโ€™๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š›๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐Ÿซ โ€ฆหš*โ€ข ฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*๏ผŠยทฬฉฬฉฬฅอ™
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๐š†๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šœ:ย ๐Ÿน,๐Ÿธ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ: ๐™ผ๐š’๐š”๐šŽ๐šข ๐Ÿข๐Ÿงก
๐™ป๐šŽ๐š›: ๐™ป๐šŽ๐š˜ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿ’™
๐š‚๐šž๐š–๐š–๐šŠ๐š›๐šข: ๐™ผ๐š’๐š”๐šŽ๐šขโ€™๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐šโ€ฆ๐šž๐š—๐š๐š˜๐šŒ๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ๐šโ€ฆ๐šž๐š—๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ๐š, ๐šž๐š—๐šŒ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽโ€ฆ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šž๐š—๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ '๐šž๐š—'. ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•? ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ๐š—โ€™๐š ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐šขโ€ฆ
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๐š†๐šŠ๐š›๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ: ๐š‚๐šŽ๐š•๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ, ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š• ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š-๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐š– ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š–๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐š‘๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š. ๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐™ป๐™ด๐™ฐ๐š‚๐™ด ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐š”!!!
๐š๐™ด๐™ผ๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐™ณ๐™ด๐š: ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š—โ€™๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐™ณ๐™ท๐™ณ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š/๐š˜๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š• ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜ ๐š›๐šŽ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š’๐šŒ!!! ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข ๐š’๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐š–๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐š˜๐š—๐šŠ๐š• ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š’๐š ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š’๐šœ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐š—๐š“๐š˜๐šข โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’•
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Mikey couldnโ€™t do anything right now. Likeโ€ฆanything.
Wellโ€ฆperhaps he was being aย bitย tooย dramatic.ย He wasย breathing.ย And he wasย fidgeting with his squishy cube.ย So saying he wasnโ€™t doingย 'anything'ย wasnโ€™t entirely true.
Right now he justโ€ฆcouldnโ€™t do anythingโ€ฆproductive.ย 
For example, the box turtleย triedย making his favorite dishes and deserts! Butย thatย endeavor just ended up being aย hugeย messย in the kitchenโ€ฆandย leaving the youngest turtle with aย bunchย of unappetizing food.ย 
Which he fed all to Raph by the way.ย 
Some would call that choice of action cruel but Mikey would just call itย 'using his resources'.ย 
Besides, itโ€™s not like the eldest minded at all. He said, and I quote:ย 'It has a niceโ€ฆcrunchyย feeling to it. Did you put some of Donโ€™s inventions in this?'
Which honestly got a couple of chuckles out of the smallest turtle teen of the bunch.
Then, Mikeyย triedย skateboarding! But for once in all his 14 years of livingโ€ฆit was just utterlyย boring.ย 
And after all of that nonsense, Mikey thenย finallyย triedย reading a comicโ€ฆbut he was too unfocused to even get to theย second pageโ€ฆ
But what wasย reallyย new? Mikey could never focus on jackshit even if said jackshit hit himย rightย in the shell.ย 
His brothers and sister would always have to remind him toย stay focusedย orย 'not do this'ย orย 'not do that'.
For example, a couple days ago Donnie had toย kindlyย remind the box turtle (wellโ€ฆas kindly asย Donnie could be anywayโ€ฆ) to brush his teeth.
To. Brush. His.ย Fucking. Teeth.ย 
And honestly? Having to be reminded to do that wasย reallyย embarrassing. And the orange banded teenย knewย his brother didnโ€™tย meanย to humiliate him internallyโ€ฆbutโ€ฆyeah.
And itโ€™s not like the softshell wasย wrongย either! The youngest turtle just couldnโ€™t freaking accept that he himself couldnโ€™t do such a simple task in the morning.ย 
But literallyย every taskย heย completely fails to doย is justย utterly simple ones!
Like cleaning his room or not forgetting things or even keeping track of time!ย 
โ€ฆAnd the sad part about all of it was Mikey justย honestlyย couldย notย understandย how his family havenโ€™t gotten sick of his annoying tendenciesโ€ฆ
And letโ€™s be for real hereโ€ฆthat was basicallyย allย of his tendencies.ย 
The box turtle groaned loudly in his room, slamming his whole body on his bed as heย screamedย into his pillow.ย 
There had to beย somethingย he could do instead of just wallowing in his own self pityโ€ฆ
And one of those options couldย notย consist of bothering his family with his random bad mood. They had to put up with him 24/7โ€ฆtheย leastย he could do was give them some space.
The youngest then glanced at his drawing notebook hopefullyโ€ฆ
โ€ฆOne little sketch of something random wouldnโ€™t hurt, right?
The amber eyed teen reached for his notebook, grabbing a pen from his drawer as he started to sketch his desk becauseย why the absoluteย fuckย not?ย Based on the objects heโ€™s drawn in the pastโ€ฆsketching a simple desk should and will beย easy,ย right? Right.ย 
Thatย wasย until the orange banded teenโ€™s pencil tip broke.ย But it wasย fine!ย He could just re-sharpen it,ย right?ย Right.
Thatย wasย until the youngest realized he had absolutely no clue where his sharpener was due to the fact his room looked like a pig stie. And there wasย no wayย he was looking for it inโ€ฆthat whole situation.ย 
โ€ฆThe situation he created in the first place.ย 
Michelangelo layed on his bed with his face staring at the ceiling in frustration, he ran his fingernails along his arms, not making really deep cuts with them but going deep enough for it to hurt a bit.
Like a reasonable turtle would, Mikey should probably get one of his stress toysโ€ฆor better yet,ย another pencil!
But letโ€™s be for real hereโ€ฆheโ€™d most likely find a way to fuck that up too.
Suddenly, there was a small, quiet knock on Mikeyโ€™s door butโ€ฆin all honesty? He just wanted to crawl into his shell and sob for the next hour and a half. Letting out a niiiiice and quick 'come in' would takeย wayย too much energy.ย 
The box turtle let out a soft grunt, letting whoever was on the other side know it was a-okay to come in.
Abruptly, Leo peeked in the room, a wide smile plastered on his face as he closed the door, โ€œDamn, Mikesterโ€ฆit looks like every single natural disaster went through your roomโ€ฆโ€
โ€œIโ€™m cleaning it.โ€ The youngest grumbled to his brother.
โ€œReally?ย Youย sureย about that, little bro? Because if my memory serves me correctย (which it in-fact does), you said thatย last week.ย And the week before thatโ€ฆand the week beforeโ€”โ€œ
โ€œI SAID Iโ€™M FUCKING CLEANING IT!!!โ€ The orange banded turtle snapped, sitting up on the bed to glare at his immediate older brother before slowly realizing what he just did.ย 
The youngestโ€™s heart dropped as he looked away from his brother. The orange banded mutantโ€™s eyed widened as silent and small tears ran down his face. He covered his mouth as his other hand turned to a fist, his nailsย unforgivinglyย digging into his palm.
โ€œI-Iโ€™m sorryโ€ฆIโ€™m s-sorryโ€ฆI-Iโ€™m so s-sorryโ€ฆ!โ€ He started, rocking himself back and forth before stopping as he was met with a warm embrace. Leonardo hugged him gently but firmly, rubbing the otherโ€™s shell in a comforting hold. โ€œWoah woahโ€ฆ! Bud, you have nothing to apologize forโ€ฆโ€ The slightly older teen said as he rested his chin on the top of his baby brotherโ€™s head.
โ€œL-Like h-hell I donโ€™t. I-I just screamed a-at y-you forย noย reasonโ€ฆโ€ Michelangelo wobbly said. โ€œYou were just trying to lighten the mood but I justย hadย to make everything harder like I-I always doโ€ฆ!โ€ย 
โ€œMikeyโ€”โ€
โ€œI-I alwaysย do this.ย I-Iโ€™m so f-fucking s-sorry Leoโ€ฆโ€
โ€œMikesterโ€ฆI-I appreciate the apology but it seriously isnโ€™t necessaryโ€”โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re probably soย sickย of me and soย angryย at me. I-Iโ€™m sorry I justโ€”โ€
โ€œMikey!โ€ Leo gently yelled to get the otherโ€™s attention, squeezing the smaller turtleโ€™s hands as he stared straight at him with pleading eyes. โ€œDo Iย lookย mad?โ€
โ€œโ€ฆN-No.โ€
โ€œDo Iย soundย mad?โ€
โ€œโ€ฆNo.โ€ย 
The second youngest sadly smiled, โ€œSo what are you apologizing for, hm?โ€
โ€œโ€ฆI-Iโ€ฆdunnoโ€ฆI-I justโ€ฆI just felt I needed to apologizeโ€ฆโ€ The box turtle mumbled as he looked at his hands. The blue banded turtle sighed, slowly getting out of the hug so him and his little brother faced each other. The slider rubbed the other turtleโ€™s palm with his thumb comfortingly, โ€œโ€ฆDo you wanna talk about it, baby bro?โ€
The leader in blue was just met with silenceโ€ฆwhich he could honestly work with.
โ€œAngeloโ€ฆyou know you can tell meโ€ฆanything,ย right? Likeโ€ฆanything.ย Although, it doesnโ€™tย haveย to beย meย you talk to about it. It could be Raph or Don or April or even Dad or Draxum! I justโ€ฆdonโ€™t want you sitting here and bottling up the way you feelโ€ฆโ€ย 
Silence. Leo continued.
โ€œYouโ€™re always there when we need you, Angel. Whether itโ€™s to vent or to just ramble about shit, youโ€™re justโ€ฆalways there.ย We donโ€™t tell you this enough but we appreciate you always being someone we can lean onโ€ฆโ€
Silence. Leo continued.
โ€œButโ€ฆyou do know you can lean on us too, right?ย Comfort goes both ways and I can see youโ€™re hurting, buddy. Soย pleaseโ€ฆif you need to talk to meโ€ฆIโ€™m right here.โ€
Mikey sniffled, squeezing Leoโ€™s hand, โ€œI-I d-dunno. Today is justโ€ฆweird.ย This wholeย weekย has just beenโ€ฆweird.โ€ Leo nodded, giving his brother his full undivided attention, โ€œHow so?โ€
โ€œI justโ€ฆhavenโ€™t been able to do anythingโ€ฆโ€ The smaller teen admitted.
โ€œWhat do you mean?โ€ The taller teen inquired.ย 
โ€œI havenโ€™t been able to doโ€ฆanything.ย Like, I canโ€™t draw, cook or even skateboard!ย Me!!!ย Not being able toย skateboardโ€”ย isnโ€™t that crazy?!โ€ The amber eyed turtle laughed bitterly.
โ€œAnd itโ€™s not like Iย canโ€™tย do it. Iโ€™m perfectly freaking capable of doing it in the right amount of time I want but my brainย just. wonโ€™t. let. me!โ€ย 
โ€œI keep procrastinating and not doing the stuff I want to do and I have no ideaย why!ย Iโ€™mย tiredย of just putting things off and being this way! I want to do thingsย withoutย having to ask you guys for help or to remind me or to relate it with a hyperfixation that I have!โ€ Mikey hiccuped, a new wave of tears rolling down his face as his hands shook.ย 
The amber eyed teen sniffled, refusing to look at his immediate older brother at all right now becauseโ€ฆholyย shitย he just overshared a whole lotโ€ฆ
Likeโ€ฆaย whooooooooooleย freaking lot.
โ€œโ€ฆThat sounds like you.โ€ Leonardo shrugged.ย 
In a state of just shock and confusion, the box turtle pulled his hands away from his brother, looking up at him as lime green eyes met amber ones. โ€œIโ€ฆwhatโ€ฆ?โ€ Michelangelo murmured.
โ€œIย saidย that sounds like you.โ€ Leo said again casually as Mikey glared at him, โ€œYeah. Iย heardย what you said but that isnโ€™t helpful.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m just being honest with you, Mikester.โ€ Leo said, โ€œJustโ€ฆlet me explain, okay?โ€
โ€œโ€ฆYou have five minutes before I kick you out of my room.โ€ย 
โ€œDeal.โ€ The lime green eyed mutant commented, โ€œYou canโ€™t draw, cook or skateboard right now. Youโ€™re procrastinating and not doing the stuff you want to do in the time you plannedโ€ฆis that correct?โ€ย 
Michelangelo sent deathly daggers to his brotherโ€” which the other wasnโ€™t phased by at all. This time was probably theย best timeย to crawl in his own shell and just sob his eyes out becauseย what kind ofย dumbassย question was hisย dumbassย brother asking him?!
โ€œโ€ฆYes.โ€ The orange banded teen mumbled.ย 
โ€œAndโ€ฆwhy are those bad things?โ€ย 
โ€œWHY?!โ€ The box turtle huffed out a laugh of annoyance, โ€œPfftโ€”ย youโ€™re asking meย why.ย Maybe itโ€™s because itโ€™sย annoying?!ย Maybe because itโ€™sย frustratingย to deal with and Iย donโ€™tย want to burden you guys withย myย problems?! Maybe because I donโ€™t want to fucking feel orย beย this way?!โ€ The youngest shouted, breathing heavily as he finished his rant.ย 
The box turtle looked away again, silently cursing at himself for getting annoyed so easily. โ€œMikey.โ€ Leo started again, โ€œYour being too hard on yourself, okay? No one is expecting you to be at your 100% all the time.โ€ย 
โ€œWhat you just described to me; you being able to not focus or you getting bored easily or procrastinating with stuff isโ€ฆliterally you.ย Youโ€™re just being you.โ€ The slider explained as he held his baby brotherโ€™s hand in his. โ€œAnd I get it.ย Itโ€™s hard to deal with it sometimes and itโ€™s going to be hella frustrating. Likeโ€ฆsuper borderline frustrating.ย But you canโ€™t shun them away and justโ€ฆtry to ignore them, bubsโ€ฆโ€
โ€œLetโ€™s takeย moiย for example. Iโ€™m impulsive, I talk loud and lose thingsย daily.ย Those three things donโ€™t make up my whole personality but it would be super weird and off-putting if I justโ€ฆdidnโ€™t do or have those three things, right?โ€ย 
The youngest giggled wetly, โ€œYeahโ€ฆit would. A-And by the way, Iโ€™m still waiting for you to find that glittery pen kit I gave youโ€ฆโ€
Leonardo groaned loudly and dramatically, causing the other teen to giggle louder, โ€œIโ€™mย lookingย for it, okay?! Itโ€™s in my roomโ€ฆsomewhere.โ€ The taller mutant mused, โ€œBut anywaysโ€ฆback toย you.ย You procrastinate, you relate things to your hyperfixations and you canโ€™t do some of your favorite tasks from time to timeโ€ฆthose are some traits that make up you, is it not?โ€ย 
Mikey sniffled, rolling his eyes playfully due to the fact he knewย damn wellย where this was going, โ€œYeahโ€ฆโ€ย 
Leo smiled softly, seeing his younger brother was starting to get his point, โ€œI wouldnโ€™t change a single thing about you, okay? I know sometimes itโ€™s hard to deal with the things you described but you haveย usย for that.โ€ He said as his smile turned to a grin.ย 
โ€œYou can come toย meโ€”ย toย usโ€”ย anytime.ย We love you for who you areโ€ฆyour flaws and all and we justโ€ฆI-I need you to know that we love you so so muchโ€”!โ€ The slider was cut off by a sudden abrupt embrace from the box turtle. The orange banded teen sobbed into the otherโ€™s shoulder, clutching the taller turtle like a lifeline.ย 
โ€œT-Thank youโ€ฆโ€ The box turtle wobbly said through tears.ย ย 
โ€œOf course, Angel.โ€ Leo said as he hugged his baby brother back, โ€œI love you.โ€ He said as he kissed the other teen on the head.
โ€œI-I l-love you tooโ€ฆโ€
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โ€œTell your thoughts to shut up.โ€ Leo said as he lightly poked Mikey in the forehead numerous times. The two were sitting on the box turtleโ€™s bed just simplyโ€ฆrelaxing and enjoying each otherโ€™s company.ย Michelangelo was sitting in between his older brotherโ€™s legs as he had his shell to his brotherโ€™s plastron.
Leonardo hugged his brother protectively, resting his chin on the top of the box turtleโ€™s head. โ€œWhat do you mean?โ€ The youngest giggled out. โ€œI canย hearย your thoughts, man. Youโ€™re not bothering me or disturbing me in any way, shape or form, alrightโ€ฆ?โ€ย 
The amber eyed turtle nodded, squeezing Leoโ€™s hand, โ€œY-Yeahโ€ฆI know...โ€ย 
โ€œIโ€™mย choosingย to be here becauseย I love you.ย I donโ€™t feel obligated to be here, okay? Youโ€™re not annoying and you, neither your problems are a burdenโ€ฆokay?โ€ The slider said reassuringly, โ€œItโ€™s okay to ask us for helpโ€ฆand we donโ€™t mind reminding you to do thingsโ€ฆokay?โ€ย 
โ€œYouโ€™ve said โ€˜okayโ€™ like,ย fifty timesโ€ฆโ€
โ€œMikey.โ€ย 
โ€œMhmโ€ฆyeah yeahโ€ฆI gotchaโ€ฆโ€
The elder looked at his brother skeptically, resting his chin on his little brotherโ€™s shoulder so they made solid eye contact, โ€œI want you to say it.โ€ย 
โ€œโ€ฆSayย whatย exactly?โ€
โ€œI want you to say that you are anย amazing personย and you donโ€™t need to change aย single thingย about yourself.โ€ย 
โ€œYouย are an amazing person andย youย donโ€™t need to change a single thing aboutย yourself.โ€ Michelangelo grinned smugly. Leonardo glared at the youngestโ€™s interpretation to his statement, โ€œMikey, you know exactly what I meant.โ€ย 
โ€œI said what you wanted me to sayโ€ฆsoโ€ฆโ€ The amber eyed teen trailed off.
โ€œMichelangelo.โ€ The slider said in a warning tone as he poked the otherโ€™s side. The box turtle squeaked at the unexpected touch, trying to stop his immediate older brother from doing it again but his brother had a strong but gentle grip on himโ€ฆ
Then the smallest turtle came to recognition that he was stuck in aย potentialย tickle hug with no way outโ€ฆ
โ€ฆHow wonderful.ย 
โ€œL-Leeheeoโ€ฆdoohooย nahat.โ€ The orange banded mutant warned through his giggles, said warning not seemingย tooย threatening due to the fact he was already laughing up a storm. The leader in blue raised a brow, poking the otherโ€™s side repeatedly, โ€œI just want you to repeat what I saidโ€ฆin theย first person.โ€ The taller teen specified.
The smaller turtle squirmed in the hug, small frantic giggles pouring out of his mouth.ย Thisโ€ฆreally wasnโ€™t how he was expecting his day to go.ย Just about an hour ago, he was wallowing in sadness about the stuff he hated about himself, toย talking about itย with his brother, to now gettingย tickledย by his brother.
โ€ฆSo could heย reallyย complain about how things turned out?
โ€ฆYes. Yes, heย absolutelyย could.ย ย 
โ€œLeeheeon!ย Plehease dohonโ€™t!โ€ The youngest squealed as one of his brotherโ€™s hands hovered over his stomach. Mikey held onto the otherโ€™s wrists, trying to stop his elder brother from tickling him but his small attempts ending up to be all for nothing as Leo effortlessly tickled his stomach with one hand.
โ€œLEEHEEHAHAHA!!โ€ Michelangelo laughed wholeheartedly, swatting at his brotherโ€™s arms. The lime green eyed turtle cooed at the gesture, now using both of his hands to attack the youngestโ€™s plastron, โ€œD'awwโ€ฆlook at you giggling your head off~! Youโ€™re my adorable little bundle of amazingness, arenโ€™t you~?โ€
The smaller teen shook his head, a faint blush appearing on his face, โ€œSTAHAโ€” squeal N-NAHAHA!โ€
โ€œWhat~? What was that?โ€ The blue banded mutant asked as he kneaded the box turtleโ€™s hips. โ€œGYAHAHโ€” squealย SHIHIHIT!ย COHOME OHAHAN!!!โ€ The amber eyed turtle cried frantically as he kicked his legs on the mattress slightly.ย 
The youngest squealed with laughter, curling in on himself as he slumped in his big brotherโ€™s hold. Leonardo just sighed fondly at the action, wrapping the other in another hug as he raspberried his neck. โ€œLEEHEEHEE!! PLAHAHโ€” squeak NAHAHAT THEHERE squeak PLEHEASE PLEHEASEโ€” squeak!!!โ€
โ€œNot there~?โ€ The elder lightly mocked, โ€œWhat aboutโ€ฆhere~?โ€ He mused as he used his hands to scribble all over the younger turtleโ€™s ribs. Mikey cackled, shaking his head to try and atย leastย subside the tickly feelings.
โ€œNAHAHAโ€” squeal AHAHAHA!! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE EHEโ€” squeal EHEHEITHER!!! LEEHEEO!!โ€ The orange banded turtle squeaked as Leo stopped for a second, โ€œIโ€™ve triedย soooooย many spots, buddy! How many times are you gonna say not there, hm?โ€
Mikey genuinely squawked louder than a firefighter siren, squirming so much it looked like he was actually being electrocuted. โ€œPLEHEHAHA LEEHEEO NAHAHAT THEHEHE RIHIHIBS!!!โ€ He cackled.ย 
โ€œNot the riiiibs~? Why~? Is it because itโ€™s yourย tickleย spot~? Yourย tickletickletickleย spot~? Because youโ€™reย ticklish~?โ€ Leonardo asked as he lightly nibbled the crook of Mikeyโ€™s neck.ย 
Michelangelo screamed in laughter, scrunching up his shoulders as he dug his heels on the bed, a couple of his plushies sadly falling on the floor (R.I.P. manโ€ฆ) โ€œEEEHEEHEEP!!!ย S-STAHAP BEEHEEING MEEHEAN!โ€ Mikey said as he thrashed on the bed.ย 
The slider said nothing, his hands sneaking up to the box turtleโ€™s underarms. โ€œAAAAHAHAHA!ย OHO NOHOHOโ€” squeak SHIT! SHIHIHAHAT!โ€
Happy tears slowly begin to appear in the smallest teenโ€™s eyes, he weakly hit Leoโ€™s arms as a last attempt to be set free, โ€œLEHEHEMME squeal GOHOHOHO!โ€ย 
โ€œOhonly if you sahay it, bubs.โ€ย 
โ€œIHIHIโ€” SQUEAK!! LEEHEEHEEON!!!โ€ย 
โ€œYeeeees, baby brother~?โ€ The elder dragged out as he kneaded the otherโ€™s hips.
โ€œIHIโ€™LL SAHAY IHIHAT I-IHIHIโ€™LL SAHAHAY IHIT!!โ€ The amber eyed teen squealed.ย 
โ€œAnd you promise not to be a sassy little shit about it~?โ€ The older teen asked.
โ€œSQUEAK YEHAHAHAโ€” SQUEAK YEHES YEHES I-I PROHOHOMISE!โ€ย 
Leo stopped tickling his little brother, hugging him protectively as the youngest caught his breath slowly but surely. โ€œW-Wahaitโ€ฆwhahat squeak wahas ihihat yohou eeheeven wahanted me squeak to sahay again?โ€ย 
The taller turtle pondered for a bit, thinking to himself before loudly groaning, โ€œThatโ€™sโ€ฆa good damn question. I donโ€™t really remember exactly what I wanted you to say in the first placeโ€ฆโ€ The lime green eyed turtle sighed, โ€œForgetfulness at its finest...โ€ย 
The red eared slider adjusted himself, making sure the other was comfortable before starting to speak again, โ€œWellโ€ฆbased on what we talked aboutโ€ฆcould you maybe justโ€ฆy'knowโ€ฆโ€ Leo gestured with his hands before groaning, โ€œDo you get what Iโ€™m trying to say, man?โ€ย 
โ€œโ€ฆI thihink I have ahan ideaโ€ฆโ€ Mikey giggled as he fiddled with his hands, โ€œI shouldnโ€™t beat myself up so much because of some of my traits or quirks. And Iโ€™mย allowedย to feel frustrated and/or upset because things donโ€™t go my way because of them. Butโ€ฆI shouldnโ€™t allow those things to put me down...โ€
Michelangelo smiled softly, rubbing his palm with his thumb, โ€œThey donโ€™t define me as a person but theyย makeย me a person. I donโ€™t need to be at my best 100% and Iโ€™mย allowedย to have bad days. And if things get too overwhelming or difficult I can just go to you guys.โ€ย 
Mikey hugged himself, letting out a small laugh as his happy tears welled up in his eyes, โ€œIโ€™m justโ€ฆbeing me.ย And thereโ€™s nothing wrong with that.โ€ Leonardo teared up at his brotherโ€™s words, hugging him tighter than he ever had before and burying his face at the back of the youngestโ€™s head.
โ€œNever forget that, Miguelitoโ€ฆnever forget that.โ€ย 
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#Rottmnt tickle#Rottmnt tickle fic#Rottmnt tickle fanfiction#Lee!Mikey#Ler!Leo#MWYAHSHSHHSAN#This is actually so silly I love this ๐Ÿ’ž๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿ’—#I hope you guys enjoyed the angst ๐Ÿคช#ADHDERS AND PPL WITH ADHD TENDENCIES UNITE ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’—โ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธ#Adhd is a bitch ๐Ÿ–คโ€ฆ#Leo can be an asshole at times but he doesnโ€™t mean to I swear ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ’”#My boy just copes with jokes but he has a hard time understanding that not EVERYONE copes like that#So when Mikey snapped at him and started breaking down he was like: โ€œ๐Ÿ˜ -> ๐Ÿ˜„ -> ๐Ÿ˜€ -> ๐Ÿ˜ -> ๐Ÿซขโ€#I HATTTEEE forgetting to brush my teeth ๐Ÿ˜Ÿโ€ฆitโ€™s so damn nasty man#AND NOT BEING ABLE TO DRAW LIKE YOU USED TOโ‰๏ธโ‰๏ธโ‰๏ธ GRAUGHHHH REAL SHIT#I care about these two sm omfg#I need more content with these tWO LOOK AT THEM ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿงก!!!#โ€œTell ur thoughts to shut up ๐Ÿ˜’โ€ msndhjsjss peak sibling comment#Also I changed my writing style a TEEEEENSY weensy bit if you havenโ€™t guessed#For a whileโ€ฆI havenโ€™t like the **โ€™s I put at the noises that characters made when they laughed :/#Soooo I tried just doing it in italics and AHHUUGHFHS ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•#IT LOOKS SM BETTER#I just wanted the laughing to seem more natural#Your just being you guys ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ#DONโ€™T BE SO HARD ON YOURSELF PLEASEEEE#Eat some snacks!!! Drink some water/juice!!! Exercise!!!#Your allowed to feel the way you do so just take it easy โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ#Iโ€™M RUNNING OUTTA TAGS BUT IF ANYONE WANTS TO TALK ABOUT THE BEHIND THE STAGE WORKS ON HOW I MADE THIS I CAN ALWAYS YAP TO YOU ABT IT ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿพ#I donโ€™t think I implied this very well but Leo feels the same way Mikey feelsโ€ฆso thatโ€™s why he was so PERSISTENT on making sure Mikeyโ€™s alr#But Leo take his own advice challenge GO ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธ Maybe a pt. 2 ๐Ÿซข??? Idk yet lolololololol
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kenmaiii ยท 9 months ago
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after two years i finally draw the favorite
#my art#still learning honestly. idk how to explain it but some medias youre so fixated on and obsessed with u instantly want to draw everyone#for me dunmeshi has always been the opposite. series and characters i enjoy sm i cannot bring myself to pick up a pencil#for some reason. it got a lot worse once the anime started airing idk. simply forcing myself to get some of my energy out. in a way#dunmeshi#dungeon meshi#thistle#dunmeshi thistle#thistle dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#>_< series i was into since late 2021. yet u wouldnt know that unless u follow my side twitter account. sowwy ig#i do this with a lot of franchises honestly. cannot bring myself to draw even if i think abt the characters constantly. ie skip to loafer#u will nvr catch me calling this guy sissel sorry. save that name for Mr. Ghost Trick. another thing i. also. dnt talk abt. which i adore#i need to get better at talking abt and expressing myself for the things that i enjoy. ive been wanting to draw laios for a good#while too but im scared. for some reason. u-u should nvr let a white man do that to me honestly.#for now i'll thistle tho. maybe we will get kabru namari or mithrun next from me >_< i have to talk myself into it#i think the closest way i can explain why i cannot bring myself to draw for some series is that i dnt want to mess up somehow#like 'ilu so much [character] what if i cnt draw u the way u deserve even tho i love u sm what if its not enough.' <- leaves it to sm1 else#tbh [scratches head] i prefer the version with less coloring ^-^ but i realize the one thats more colored would get more eyes on it... hm
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fadetouchedsilk ยท 1 month ago
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im not sure how to parse this exactly (probably since the thought hasn't marianted fully yet) but i wonder if the tone of veilguard's writing is less about appealing to a younger audience and more of a response to falling media literacy rates
kind of thinking out loud here but like.
i'm recalling the girl on booktok who proudly annouced that she only reads the spoken dialogue in her books, not the narration & the people in her comments laughing and agreeing (no wonder they can 'read' so many books per year, they're only reading 25% of the words). or 'starting to think some of you don't like media or characters, just fanfiction tropes.' you can hand someone like that a complex narrative, but what are they going to do with it aside from completely & happily misunderstand things that are very obvious context clues & themes? we can joke about the fandom mischaracterizing our blorbos & trying to be cool about just scrolling past but idk, personally i feel like i've seen an uptick in completely off-base takes in the last few years (probably some fandom bias there but this isn't my first time playing dragon age or narrative driven games in general so i don't think i'm entirely wrong)
it doesn't help that this group also loves to be loud online & the bioware devs (to their ongoing detriment) seem to be unable to distance themselves from fandom. we saw larian's response to this type of outcry, i wonder if bioware is just trying to get ahead of the curve. they make some questionable decisions, but they aren't stupid & i don't think people like that are especially hard to market to from their standpoint.
i don't think that older titles like dao are perfect or anything but i sincerely doubt that large swaths of current audiences would 'get' it. like, there IS a lot of narrative hand-holding in this game & i'm not talking about things like the map markers or accessibility features. 'do the companion quests!' you get told multiple times, more or less outright, & i'm still seeing people confused about getting 'bad' endings despite ignoring this incredibly obvious series of hints. there's a fair amount of information to be found in the codexes, but are people going to read them? we don't know, so we're going to repeat the relevant item name several times over on the off chance you might end up remembering it. like yes this is some people's first foray into rpgs, but you would think that progressing the story would be intuitive (especially given the structure & the journal itself).
the 'the curtains were blue!!!' crowd is unfortunately a very large audience these days, ea is a corporation who wants to make money & they do need that if they intend to keep making games. it might not even be intentional, it truly could just be the result of following market trends.
don't take this as me making excuses for bioware or anything, but there's definitely some sort of reason we ended up the way we did. i see the scaffolding of something interesting here with a lot of potential to be better than what the final product was, a lot of hooks we could have spent more time chasing & that leads to me wondering just what the hell happened.
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jerys ยท 14 days ago
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i know i'm chronically jonpilled as a person whenever i listen to tma 65 binary bc of how genuinely mad i get at tim for that argument at the end. like bro f you why are you telling your boss he should get fired and crawl into a cave and die and then acting personally victimised when he tells you to quit. what did u think was going to happen bud. verbally abuse the boss and face no consequences? in ELIAS' archives? yh right
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clowningaroundmars ยท 9 months ago
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morales twins hcs
i'm absolutely in love with the idea of miles42 and miles1610 being twins, i'm so glad most of the fandom has basically adopted 42 lmao
some of my own twins headcanons, just random stuff to add onto other ppls hcs ive seen:
โ˜† 42 loves his mamรญ absolutely but def acts the most like his dad, and haaaates when anyone points it out. it's the most obvious when 42 gets mad, he sounds EXACTLY like his father then lol
โ˜† in fact, the twins polar opposite personalities is probs bc 1610 takes after his mom's temperament more, while 42 is as stoic, stubborn and slightly dorky as his dad is
โ˜† whenever the boys made each other cry (by accident or otherwise) they did the typical little kid thing and tried immediately comforting the other. now that they're older 1610 handles his emotions better and is mature when talking about them, but 42 is the one who comforts 1610 more often
more below โ†“
โ˜† as well as staying on top of his academics, 42 also plays basketball and trains in a couple martial arts studios after school. 1610 is taller than 42 bc of the spider bite but 42 has always been slightly bigger and more muscular than 1610 since he's the athlete. whenever the family attends 42's boxing matches, jeff gets an overwhelming sense of deja vu from back when he attended his own brother's matches before
โ˜† they both got thru school p okay, not many incidents of bullying mostly bc if anyone did try, 42 would put a stop to that nonsense immediately. 42 loves his bro with his whole heart and was glad to pick a fight with anyone who gave him any trouble at all. the whole neighborhood knew it too bc the only person allowed to bully 1610 is 42 himself!
โ˜† in fact, 42 doesn't win the lottery to enter visions in the first place, which saddened both brothers when they found out. so because they're at separate schools now, 42 makes sure his twin knows that if any fuckery is afoot at visions that he'd be more than happy to roll up and dogwalk any fool who tries it. 1610 laughs him off but knows his bro has got his back for sure
โ˜† 42 likes to pretend 1610 is the nerdy one, but they are both very big anime and manga nerds. every time they hit up any bookstore, they both make a beeline for the manga section and argue over who's gonna read the newest one first (they have to share cuz those books cost some moneeyyyy, man)
โ˜† 1610 and 42 love their uncle to pieces, OFC. they both pick up separate traits from him, even. 42 was inspired to start martial arts and boxing from watching videos on old digital cameras that aaron hung onto thru the years. they were of a much younger aaron back in his boxing days, when his family went to his matches and recorded them from the seats. 1610 was inspired to pick up graffiti and then even started doodling in notebooks bc of aaron
โ˜† 1610 is def the social butterfly and easily the most popular kid on the block by virtue of how friendly and outgoing he is. 42 is more introverted and keeps a small circle of friends, but everyone is cool with him nonetheless since they fuck with his twin bro
โ˜† since 42 stays at home the most (lol he a homebody) he picks up cooking much better than 1610 thanks to him staying in the kitchen to help his mom make dinner while they watch telenovelas together. 42 also knows how to dance bachata and salsa much better than 1610 too
โ˜† both twins love physics and math but 42 is more hardware-inclined. 1610 is about software, data, and formulas. 42 is good at taking things apart, putting things together, building and engineering. he kinda takes after his uncle aaron that way, and drove his parents nuts as a lil kid when he got his hands on radios, computers, clocks, etc
โ˜† 1610 loves softer brighter music like JID, steve lacy, smino, frank ocean, kid cudi, post malone, and nujabes. 42 is always bumping harder shit like pop smoke, waka flocka, zillakami, three 6 mafia, benny the butcher and some oldies like paul wall, wu tang clan, biggie smalls, MF DOOM and big KRIT. they tease each other's music tastes a lot since they're polar opposites in almost every way
โ˜† they actually have a shared playlist where they add new music they like (probs on some e-1610 spotify or soundcloud equivalent since everything is slightly skewed on e-1610 tbh). both of them check it periodically, and 42 is the more frequent contributor
โ˜† they both make art but 1610 is the artsier kid for sure. 42 doodles occasionally but he's not as enthusiastic about it as his twin is. they both go around the city tagging walls whenever they have any free time, though. 1610 loves colors, expressive styles and is good at coming up with cool ways to draw text. 42's lines, accuracy and technical skill can never be beat
โ˜† 1610 has superpowers, sure, but his fighting skills are trash! 42 was always the scrappy one, not 1610, so he shows his twin how to properly throw punches and other useful fighting knowledge. it def comes in handy in the future
โ˜† jeff loves his sons to death but he often finds himself butting heads the most with 42 since they're so similar, it kinda drives them both nuts. it def gets worse once aaron starts gossiping abt what jeff used to be like when they were kids, giving 42 plenty of ammo. they love each other but their relationship is just as complicated as it is between jeff and 1610, and 42 would be lying if he said he wasn't affected by the rift between his dad and uncle himself
โ˜† the minute the twins turn 16, 42 goes out and gets his drivers license on the first try (computer quiz AND road test aced) and rubs it in 1610's face almost constantly. 1610 likes to throw back that there's no parking space for another car on their block, so he can't even get his own car even if he wanted to anyways
โ˜† whenever the boys really fight, the whole city seems to know. they squabble a lot obvi, they're brothers. but the very few times they've given each other the silent treatment like for real, everyone in the family tries to get them to make up since it's unsettling to see two peas in a pod be so hostile with each other
โ˜† and since they've always been attached at the hip, 1610 being enrolled into visions felt. weird. everyone thought 1610 was gonna take it the hardest but surprisingly 42 had a harder time adjusting since he always saw his bro in the hallways at school, and was so used to him knowing the latest gossip of anybody in their grade. without 1610 around as often, 42 becomes even more withdrawn than usual
rio looks up from the pot suddenly, glancing at the time. dinner was almost ready and sheโ€ฆ hadn't seen not hide nor tail of her son this evening. he returned home from school a couple hours earlier, choosing to skip going to his boxing class to shut himself in his room.
fine. teenagers can be moody sometimes and rio would rather keep her moody son at home where she can keep an eye on him, rather than worry about what he's getting up to on the streets.
strange thing is, though... rio hadn't heard a single noise come out of that room all night. 42 usually liked to have at least some music playing, maybe video game noises out of his nintendo... oh, what was it called again? whatever, that nintendo thing he played on sometimes.
rio placed the lid on the pot and lowered the flame a bit before making her way over to her twin sons' bedroom door, hesitating a bit when she noticed no light was filtering out from the bottom either. okay... that was weird, too. neither of her sons ever went to bed before dinner. ever.
the one time rio dared to try and send her sons to bed without dinner years ago-- as punishment for fighting right there in the kitchen that time-- both twins hollered so loud they got concerned knocks on their front door from various different neighbors. never again, rio remembered thinking that time.
now, the bedroom door stands oddly quiet and completely hollow without any signs of life behind it. rio knocked anyways, hoping against hope itself that 42 didn't go ahead and sneak out of the house without her knowledge. if he did sneak out, he's grounded for 3 months, rio thinks to herself mostly as reassurance. she nervously picks at a nail and strains to hear anything behind the wood.
she thinks she hears a groan and decides to try her luck by slowly opening the door. hopefully he's not in there... y'know, doing teenage boy things, either. dios mรญo.
rio swings the door open to...
...a completely pitch-black room, save for the sliver of streetlight filtering in past a crack in the window curtains and casting an eerie yellow glow on anything it could touch. it is cold, and also deathly quiet.
rio is shocked.
she walks over to the right side of the room where 42's bed is pushed up against the corner, next to the windows. on that bed lies a big lump, buried under several layers of blankets. the lump stirs.
rio crosses her arms. "mijo, mi amor. are you sleeping? โ€ฆpero quรฉ te pasa, papรญ?"ยน
42 rolls onto his back and glares sleepily at his concerned mother standing at his bedside. it's dark in the room, but rio's face is illuminated by the living room lights pouring in from the open door. she's wearing a tilted smile, but coupled with the worry lines on her forehead, it isn't fooling anyone.
42 slowly closes his eyes, chin still under the covers, and lets out the most world-weary sigh rio has ever heard coming out of someone as young as him. if it weren't coming from her own son, she might have even laughed.
she immediately sits down, lifting the cover off of 42's chin to check his temperature all over his face. he tries to wriggle away.
"maaaaaa, stop..." he grumbles, trying to pull the covers up higher over his head. "'m not sick, mamรญ, forrealโ€ฆ chill."
rio leans on a hand. "ยฟsi no 'ta enfermรณ pues quรฉ es?ยฒ what's wrong?"
42 doesn't answer for a bit and rio exhales through her nose. " 'morรฉ, what are you doing in this pitch-black room all by yourself? no light, no music, no nothing. what's wrong? you look like you're on a death bed!"
42 finally opens his eyes again, and blinks a few times as he says, "nothing, ma. seriously, i'm just... tired. that's all. i'm fine."
"you don't look 'fine' 42, you look like 2 seconds away from flatlining."
another sigh from the boy. rio rolls her eyes and places her hand on his forehead again, then strokes his cheek.
"is it 1610? hmm?" rio asks 42. she asks so unbelievably gently, as if by only mentioning his brother's name she would shatter something in the room. a mirror or something.
42's heart clenches at the love and care his mother is showing around this particular topic. it was true, and he couldn't even deny it. having 1610 in the house less and less every week, not seeing him in the hallways at their local high school, receiving sparser and shorter replies to his texts... it was all building up in his chest and the dam was pretty close to bursting. especially now as his mom was lovingly stroking his cheek as she checked in with him. how embarassing. rio wouldn't see him cry, not right now. he closed his eyes and willed the tears away, for her sake.
miraculously, 42's voice didn't crack or waver when he said, "yeah. yeah, i miss 'im."
rio crooned something saccharine in spanish and placed a kiss on her son's forehead. she saw right through his cold tough guy act, as expected. with how much of a mama's boy 42 was, it would've been impossible not to. they spent way too much time together for her to miss how he dragged his feet getting ready for school in the mornings, how he's been skipping martial arts and basketball practice more often lately, and how unenthusiastic he's been in general.
rio chuckles as she lays her cheek on 42's forehead for a second before sitting back up. "ay, bendito. 42, you know your brother is just down a few blocks from here. why don't you go visit him soon?"
42 shuffles under the covers. he's unsure if he should even admit this, but he proceeds anyways. "uhm. he's not answering my texts lately, so." he feels strangely guilty about this, like he just snitched on his twin somehow even though he has no reason to suspect that at all.
rio sighs and looks off into the distance, bracing herself for what she's about to say. she looks back down. "yeah. i know. he doesn't answer mine, either. i was hoping he was talking to you, but... well. "
something in 42 stirs a bit. "i bet he thinks he's in some fancy private school, around rich kids, now he's too good for us," it's a weak attempt at a joke, but rio smiles down at him anyways.
"don't worry. the second he gets home this weekend, he's on house arrest. okay? he's gonna be chained to you the whoooole time. and i'm keepin' watch."
it's not much, but 42 still takes that little bit of hope and holds it gently in his mind.
"the second he walks through that door, i'm tackling him. i don't care." 42 smiles at the thought.
rio laughs, kisses his forehead again and stands up. "dinner is almost ready, by the way." she gives him a look. "you better eat with me tonight, because your brother is at school and your dad is doing overtime tonight. okay? okay."
42 sighs deeply to wake himself up a bit more as he sits up and scratches at his durag. "yeah, yeah. 'm comin', ma!"
ยน "but what is going on with you, papรญ?" (papรญ being a common term of affection for a boy in spanish, it doesn't always mean "dad" lol)
ยฒ "if you're not sick, then what is it?"
โ˜† until they get "too old" for halloween, the morales twins ALWAYS wear matching costumes. every year. every single year, no matter what. what they usually end up wearing changes every year and they aaaaaalways argue over it, of course. notable costumes so far: batman and superman (age 13), two ninja turtles (age 9) (im thinking mikey and donatello bc of personality but lbr rio most likely forbade either of them to be leonardo bc the twins would deadass get into a fist fight over it), tom and jerry (age 2), mario and luigi (age 7), woody and buzz (age 5), peter pan and captain hook (age 10), and-- rio's favorite-- thing 1 and thing 2 (age 4)
โ˜† 42 was surprisingly always very popular with the girls at school. in middle school, 1610 was the geeky one with braces and acne. 42 got off relatively easy in that regard and as a result was labeled "a heartbreaker" from the jump, which annoyed him. he has no interest in dating whatsoever and swore to never get into a relationship before graduating high school. he's got his mom and brother to take care of and he's going places after high school, damnit! 1610 on the other hand is a huge romantic and has a crush on a new person almost every year of school, easily
โ˜† the literal second 1610 set foot in the house after his spider bite, 42 was all over him asking a million questions since they both have that supernatural twintuition, and 42 sussed him out immediately. 1610 obviously had to come clean and tell his brother he was spiderman just like he told ganke, otherwise he was never gonna be able to change into his spider suit at home (plus they share a room, so. there's that)
1610 didn't even get to close their bedroom door all the way before his twin leaped up from his own bed and stalked over.
"รณye, bro. what's up? what happened at visions?" 42 circled his brother, squinty-eyed in the exact same way their mom is when she's suspicious. 1610 dropped his bag next to his bed and plopped down on his sheets, trying to put some distance between them.
"uhhhh what're you talkin' about?" he tries casually, and immediately regrets it.
"uhhhhh what're you talkin' about?" 42 mocks. "don't play dumb with me. you KNOW what i'm talkin' about, stupid. first, you answer, like, none of my texts ever. then dad comes home sayin' you never let him talk face-to-face when he visited you a couple days ago. mamรญ has been texting and calling you nonstop, no answer either. you are a brand new person now, huh? quรฉ te pasa, yo?"
1610 hunched his shoulders as he got up and slumped over to his desk. he was quietly weighing his options, nervously rearranging papers and sketches on the wooden table, wondering how he was going to break it to his brother that he was--
"lemme guess. you have superpowers now," 42 says easily. he crosses his arms triumphantly when big round amber eyes suddenly turn up to his face.
1610 searches his face for any hint of a joke. no... no way. did his brother just...?
"you're playin' with me. no way. how did you--?"
42's eyes widen. "wait, are you being deadass right now?" he threw his head back and crowed with laughter. "that was just a guess!"
1610 leaped forward and pushed his hand onto 42's mouth, shutting him up. "heeyyy hey hey hey hey shhhhh, man. damn, could you possibly be any louder? look," he took his twin by the shoulders and gave him a slight shake, lowering his voice to a near whisper. "mom and dad can never know anything about this. okay? anything. not a word, you understand?"
42 pushes his brother off. "ok-ay man, cool it. i promise. we can shake on it, even."
wordlessly, they did their super secret handshake they came up with and perfected in the 4th grade in lieu of hooking their pinkies together. it was the morales shake, a move that binds them to secrecy and keeping promises til death. this was serious business. 1610 relaxes a bit once they're done.
"... okay. and i mean it, pencil braids. if you even breathe a word about this, or even think about--!"
"if you don't just tell me already, goddamn."
with a meaningful look thrown at his brother's way, 1610 raises an arm silently. 42 looks back expectantly.
1610 shoots a web up. he jumps up, using the web as a bungee rope to help him flip and land feet-first onto the ceiling. once his sneakers touch their ceiling, he stands up... upside-down. he stares at his brother and his brother stares back, mouth agape.
"niiiiiiice," 42 leans back and grins up at his twin brother, spiderman.
โ˜† 1610 is glad he has someone besides ganke to talk to about spiderman stuff, though. his brother listens way more attentively than his roommate anyways, and even tries to help sometimes esp when 1610 needs a quick distraction so he can switch from spiderman back into his regular clothes before the parents notice
โ˜† 42 is surprisingly cool abt his twin bro being spiderman, actually. even when they're texting 42 is careful not to imply 1610 is spiderman, and often calls stuff in to the police station if 1610 webs anyone up and lets him know. he also gets very good at bandaging up wounds quickly
โ˜† 42 is a hardass on the outside and contains his emotions much better than his twin, but he's kinda different around his family, since he loves them a lot. he jokes around a lot with them, esp around 1610. they also love pranking their parents, and are p creative at coming up with ways to make everyone laugh
โ˜† i personally picture 42's personality being sort of like huey's from the boondocks, especially around other adults. he becomes withdrawn and speaks very clearly and directly, and is very shy around strangers. some ppl mistake that as him having an attitude problem but his friends and family know better. only difference between huey and 42 is that 42 isn't nearly as woke lmfao
โ˜† meanwhile, 1610 becomes a motormouth around strangers and is quick to hug and kiss random family members at family reunions. as a lil kid, he'd always be the one up at the counter ordering for the both of them and chatting with the cashiers, or bus drivers, or whoever. as he gets older and used to the spiderman thing, he chats and jokes with randoms a lil less. he has to save the good material for when the mask is on
โ˜† 42 is a better writer than he is an artist, actually. he has notebooks filled with poetry and lyrics he scribbles down on post-it notes just to stick them in there for safekeeping. he's also been working on a sci-fi story since he was in 6th grade in absolute secrecy; he doesn't want a single soul to see it. he'd be mortified if anyone saw the nerdy shit he comes up with
โ˜† even tho 1610 has never fought anyone or been scrappy with anyone else, he's very good at wrestling and dodging punches thanks to his brother.
โ˜† 42 is the more fashion-inclined twin, even tho they're both sneakerheads. 42 just pays more attention to accessories, the fit of his clothing, how to pair the right shoes with the right jacket. 1610 throws on anything comfortable and calls it a day, and it gets even worse after he becomes spiderman. 42 clowns his brother SO HARD after he finds him wearing yellow sweatpants with an oversized red adidas hoodie and a green puffer jacket once (it was when 1610 came home from fighting a shapeshifting lizard that tried to take over cypress hills. the sweatpants were on backwards)
โ˜† 1610's sense of humor is geeky and he always tries too hard with his quips and jokes. he usually gets "secondhand embarrassment" chuckles from ppl. 42's style of comedy is a mix of dry humor and unintentionally being funny. this dude will say something clever with the straightest face ever and have the ENTIRE room in stitches without even meaning to
โ˜† just to nail home how different they are, even tho they share a room, you can tell EXACTLY which half of their room begins and ends. 1610's half is cluttered, vibrant, covered in posters and action figures, collages and trinkets on every available surface. 42's is as clean as a hospital room, and he ALWAYS makes his bed every morning. 42 has a poster or 2 hung up but he's not much for decorating in general. he's more into alphabetizing his bookshelf and looking for more efficient storage to put under his bed
โ˜† when jeff looks at his sons, he sees aaron and himself and sometimes it scares him. when the boys were around 12 (the Evil Year) he made SURE to sign them up for camp trips that summer and keep them close together as much as possible. he hates to see his boys drift apart at all and is the 1st one to call it out if he sees it. he just doesn't want his boys to end up like he and his brother didโ€ฆ
โ˜† โ€ฆ and then other times? it genuinely makes him feel a combination of irritation and also fondness bc sometimes 1610 and 42 really really remind him of aaron and himself, esp when they were young. ESPECIALLY when they argue. in every playful slap on the shoulder, every arbitrary competition started out of nowhere, every sleepy brother slowly sliding onto the other's shoulder during nighttime car rides, he sees it. he sees them, and then he sees his past. and with every little difference between the boys slowly cracking open like a chasm with each passing day, sometimes he thinks he can even see his future.
โ˜† 42 is cool or whatever but i also hc he's kindaโ€ฆ weird sometimes. it gets worse when his twin bro goes off to visions, he keeps staring at walls while sitting in dark rooms and eating at weird hours of the day. rio caught him fast asleep practically hanging off the window sill one night, and another time jeff found him having an entire conversation with a brick wall once while on patrol. 42 refuses to answer any questions
โ˜† after 1610 gets into visions, becomes spiderman, tells his parents abt his plans to go to princeton, etc... 42 eventually starts feeling a type of way (a jealous wayโ€ฆ) their parents also seem to pay attention to 1610 more whenever he's home just to add insult to injury. he knows he's not supposed to, but he often finds himself thinking about the prowler gloves and schematics aaron left behind. he managed to grab them and hide them in a gym bag one day while helping his parents clear out aaron's apartment. the tech currently lives under his bedโ€ฆ
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