#irma is no joke

[mimjandoodlesstuff]

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This project has been something I've wanted to do for a while but only now got around to actually making it.

The real painting's name is The Defense of the Sampo in English (by Akseli Gallen-Kallela, 1896). Yes, the Sampo is golden pizzas in this "AU", because obviously! And the pike jaw kantele is April's video camera.

[unionizedwizard]

Tell me of the irma/y'shtola pastabilities.....

ohhhhhh at this point it's public knowledge that irma got a bit of a crush on y'shtola LMAO i'm sorry she's so much her type on every single front that it was unavoidable. but specifically because of that nothing could ever happen because i don't see y'shtola wanting it (from what we've seen, her type is something entirely different). doesnt help that y'shtola was her first contact with the scions as a whole <- her #1 weakness is weird scholarly miqo'te and her #2 weakness elegant competent and bossy older women who don't mince their words so. you understand. she's a bit intimidated by y'shtola still, i think (but who isn't?). i think it's pretty much the textbook case of Workplace Crush actually

[fnibbit-fanart]

I hope my favorite human characters appear in the spin-off show of mutant mayhem :)

[noviistarz]

does anybody else have any ideas for the svrvival street charas and their voices or am i alone in this struggle

[neteyamsilly]

literally devastated at chapter 4, that was SO GOOD HAHA!

excellent

[fabuloustrash05]

Things that legitimately happened in TMNT 2012 that I still can’t believe actually happened:

Bigfoot exists and was a simp for Donnie

The sub joke

Donnie, Raph, April and Casey all got turned into vampires at some point

Irma losing her head (more than once)

Alopex chopping Tiger Claw’s freaking arm clean off

Mikey got betrayed by a Chuck Norris knockoff

April’s dad got mutated TWICE

Calling a human “normal” or “normie” is like a slur mutants use apparently??

April had her Dark Phoenix arc

Splinter has a literal giant ass hamster wheel that he uses on his spare time!

Raph is a masochist

Almost every turtle “died” then came back to life

Donnie got eaten by a car

Gilbert mother fucking Gottfried voiced one of the villains

Bigfoot and the Finger got MARRIED and had a KID!!

Raph Frenched kissed a mutant bug thinking it was his girlfriend

Raph got a girlfriend

Karai got half her face blown off but then just regenerated new flesh for her face like it was nothing and acted like it was a totally normal thing to do

Mikey befriended Napoleon Dynamite

Splinter got drunk and still kicked his sons’ asses in a sparring match

Leo cut Shredder’s head off in the S4 finale

The Turtles fought Satan and he was voice by MARK HAMILL

Leo crushed on his sister

[raiynnah]

Fairytale

@wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 358

Sirius pulls his red hood over his eyes, fingers straining at the grip he has on his basket. When his mother had sent him out into the forest on the full moon, he knew he couldn’t refuse her. He also knew that it could potentially end in his death. Sirius knows why he’s being punished so harshly of course, sneaking into the ball had been an incredibly impulsive decision. It wasn’t even really his sneaking around that had her fuming, but the way he danced with the prince all night, giggling at his jokes and draping himself over the prince’s chest—taking the attention away from Regulus, the chosen target for the prince’s affections. No matter that Regulus had his own thing going on with the shoemaker’s son.

Sirius’ eyes dart around watchfully, making sure not to stray off the path as he rushes to his grandmother Irma’s house, when suddenly his eyes latch on to a canine figure peering at him through the dense bushes. He freezes when it approaches him, shaking off the leaves as it pads slowly forward. The wolf is huge, each clawed paw sinking into the soft dirt of the forest floor, with glowing gold eyes; the same gold of the prince’s crown, Sirius thinks with a pang. From its monstrous mouth are two curved fangs, thorn-sharp and ivory white.

“Um, okay then,” Sirius whispers to himself, sounding half-choked even to himself. The beast wanders to his side and then, startlingly, sits at his feet, looking up at him with puppy-dog eyes. “Well,” he tells it, “if you’re not going to attack me then I suppose you can accompany me to my grandmother’s house.” Strangely, it seems to nod.

They continue the journey, side-by-side, the wolf growling in warning at any threats that watch from the shadows, which Sirius really appreciates. He wasn’t looking forward to dying. “You’re just a cute, protective puppy, aren’t you?” he says, patting its monstrously large head. When they arrive it’s almost morning, the moon descending under the horizon once more.

His grandmother is quite shocked to see him, not only alive, but with a prince by his side.

[metalomagnetic]

I feel like I’m always harassing you with my asks (sorry!!), but bouncing off of my previous request for Black lore- what are the Blacks (that we know) like ✨in bed✨? What are they into?

I spent way too long thinking of this!

We'll start with Sirius the Grandpa Black. I have a feeling he was wild in bed, like he was wild in everything. Curiously, I spoke with a friend about this just the past week, and I said 'he made his wife very happy in bed, and exasperated outside of it'. He was a leg man- he loved long, shapely legs on a woman. In his time-period, no one could see a woman's legs, all hidden by long skirts, but he had a way of guessing beforehand lol.

Arcturus- funnily enough, in the new chapter I am writing, Sirius jokes that Arcturus probably only had sex twice in his life, because he cannot see his strict grandfather as a sexual being. And while he certainly had sex more than twice, I think he was pretty standard in bed, nothing crazy, just plain old missionary style. He was a virgin when he married and never cheated on his wife, even after she died, had no desire for anyone other than her.

Pollux and Irma (in my story she's also a Black, half, on her mother's side) have the same dynamic in bed they have in real life. Irma really likes dominating him, and in bed, he actually enjoys it.

Cygnus has a pregnancy kink 😂 That aside, poor man hadn't had much sex since his wife fell into a deep depression.

Alphard was into nerdy, quiet men with a hint of a wild side (he once had a brief crush on Tom Riddle, of course). He was a very generous partner, in bed and outside of it. His last partner, whom he'd been with on and off for like two decades, and actually lived with for the last five years of his life, almost made an appearance in Canis Major, but I had to let the scene go. Alphard left what remained of his wealth to Sirius, but he left his beautiful home to his partner, who was disowned by his family when he moved in with Alphard.

Orion, like the hypocrite he is, likes wilful, stubborn women that defy social convention. The surest way to attract his attention was to 'behave atrociously' (as he would call it) in public. He's twisted, and he enjoys pursing strong women, only to dominate them when he gets them. As soon as he 'tames' them, he loses interest in them. He's very good in bed, very open minded unlike in every other aspect of his life. No one ever left Orion's bed unsatisfied.

Orion needs intimacy- he never had a simple one night stand. Even with his briefest affairs, he still took the time to know them first, and never jumped in bed at the first opportunity, nor was he one to feel attraction for a woman just based on her looks. I think he liked 'the hunt' most of all.

That aside, if his marriage hadn't broken apart, he'd have never cheated on Walburga. Before everything went to hell, for the first ten years of their marriage, he didn't even think of other women, was 1000000% satisfied with his wife. Even after it all went down the drain, during the years, whenever Walburga gave the briefest sign she wants him back in her bed, he'd abandon whoever he was with and come *running* back home, eating up whatever scrap of affection he could get from her.

Walburga was basically into everything Orion suggested, and she had a few suggestions of her own (learned from those erotica and sometimes straight up smut novels that she loves and were mentioned very briefly in It runs) that she wanted to try out. She loves dangerous men (that's why we see her reading books with a naked, fanged vampire on the cover). I'm certain she made Orion pretend he was a vampire at least once 😂 She also had a slight exhibitionism streak when she was younger and they lived in Egypt, which put Orion on edge (but also secretly delighted him). They weren't even having full on sex back then (Orion insisted they wait until marriage) but she found ways to rile him up and play with him and drive him mad until they finally retuned to England and got married.

Bellatrix is creative and she always chases a thrill, and her sex life is fabulous. Rabastan, poor dear, had seen and heard things in that Manor that either give him nightmares, either inappropriate dreams staring his sister in law and his brother. Sometimes, Bellatrix likes duels as foreplay, so she and Rodolphus destroy parts of the Manor and then fuck in the middle of the damage. Of course, they also have calmer sex, an entire day of lazying in bed with Rodolphus, filled with gentle love-making. But when they're feeling more wild and duels come into play, whoever wins gets to dictate the encounter.

No one knows what Narcissa likes in bed, only Lucius, and it took him like a few years to find out. So whatever happens in bedrooms in Malfoy Manor, shall remain between them.

Andromeda takes after her grandmother Irma, both in bed and out of it. Ted is her boy toy. He does whatever she asks, and they both enjoy it a lot.

Regulus, the little repressed freak, once he finally gets to have sex, he lets loose, and then he feels guilty for it, because he considers whatever he did as something beneath a man of his station. Orion should have really paid more attention to him, but he was also very young when Orion died, so they didn't get to have fun sex talk like Sirius got. He's so allergic to feelings and affection, he enjoys impersonal sex the most. Regulus only knows to accept love and give it back with his mother and his brother, no one else.

Sirius is- well, we know Sirius. Because of the way he was raised and all the shit he got from his mother about liking boys, he does have certain unhealthy behaviours. He adheres to the strict gender roles when it comes to sex, so when he's with a woman, he must always be in charge. That doesn't mean he isn't adventurous, but only as long as he has control. Even when he first gets with Voldemort, he unconsciously puts Voldemort in the 'woman's role' in his head. It takes a while for him to get comfortable, and he's lucky Voldemort is a very patient dude. Obviously, after that happens, we can see Sirius definitely has some sort of Daddy kink. Not that he'd think of it like that, nor would the word 'daddy' ever be uttered while he has sex with Voldemort, but he enjoys being taken care of by an older, powerful man. He also has a big praise kink, so there's that.

He's into different things in bed, depending if he's with a man or a woman. And while he did have plenty of mindless one night stands, I think he is most satisfied when he has a deep connection with his partner. He's desperate for affection, for a true connection, even if he was also afraid of having a bond like that. It's why he tried to distance himself from Marlene, even if he wanted her, because he was simply afraid of growing too close.

You never harass me with questions! I love the questions, especially because they make me think of my lovely Blacks and their mysterious lives. ❤️

[g1rlr0b1n]

Any headcanons about Jon Kent and/or Damian Wayne?

I'm gonna focus some older damijon headcanons so that this post doesn't go on forever 😅

Sleeping Habits

Jon sleeps best when he focuses in on Damian's heartbeat. He still has night terrors about his time as Ultraman's prisoner but if he can listen to Damian's heartbeat until it lulls him back to sleep, he feels safe. This continues on into his adult life.

Damian inherited Jon's old Superboy jacket after Jon came back aged up and he sleep with it next to his pillow like a security blanket (but if anyone asks, he'll deny it). Damian stops doing this when Jon begins sleeping over because now his pillows smell like Jon and that's all he really wanted, that feeling of knowing he's around.

Dating History

Jon dates a lot in his youth, he dated Irma, then Jay, then several more people before finally dating Damian in his early 30s. He likes dating, he likes the thrill of a new relationship but after the cliché feelings of romance have worn off, he has a bad habit of becoming distant until the other person just ends things with him. This hasn't happened with Damian because Damian doesn't let him get bored lol...also because their love is stronger than feelings of passion. It's a genuine love and friendship.

Damian didn't start dating seriously until after college. He'd had crushes but they weren't really a sexual thing, more like something he thought he was supposed to do and wanting to feel loved. He tried to give it the ol' college try with Maps but even she knew it wasn't going to work out; they're still really good friends though (and only two years "wasted"). Honestly, she figured out his preferences before he did and convinced him to ask Jon out. Silver lining is, Damian introduced her to Colin and when they got married they fought over who got to have him as their best man...she won. (yes Maps and Colin are one of my crack ships lol)

College

Damian actually convinced Jon to give college another try, which he does. They end up going to Star City University together (because it's neutral) and were even roommates. It was awkward for Jon at first since he was an older freshman but he's a people person so the age gap didn't stay weird for long. It did get tiring telling the freshman, "no, I can't buy you alcohol. I'm not trying to get expelled". He ends up getting a PhD in Biochemistry.

Damian had not been excited to continue his education until he managed to convince Jon to do it with him. He decided to go the Veterinary route because "people get on his nerves" and he wanted to save on his own vet bills (practical). When their majors took them in separate directions they still stayed as roommates. Damian and Jon didn't date in college so it did get under Damian's skin to see Jon date other people, but at the time he didn't really understand why (retrospect is 20/20).

Careers

Jon had been nervous about not following his parent's footsteps but with Damian's encouragement Jon goes into applied research and gets a job at S.T.A.R labs. He writes articles of his findings frequently, so it's not like the ol' writing genes went completely to waste. His parents do like to joke "where did we go wrong with you?" about his very different career path but it's all in jest, they are very proud of him.

Damian gets his veterinary medical degree but later decides to go back to school to get a general medical degree (he has a change of heart in his mid-30s). He is still primarily a Vet but he wanted to be able to help his family out as well since Alfred was gone and...so was Leslie now too. Damian also does a lot of extra research regarding alien biology on the side, he can't get a degree in it, but he's currently one of only a handful of people on Earth that would be able to operate on Jon or any other Kryptonian should they need it.

The Multiverse

Damian and Jon are a rare phenomena within the Multiverse; that are what is regarded as, "True Soulmates". Even on Earths that do not have both a Damian and Jon their fates are still intertwined. A world without both spells loneliness for the the other and more often than not, catastrophe for that world. (I'm actually in the process of writing a whole series about this. The first preview was posted earlier this month. Earth 3: Into the Owls Nest)

[imagionationstation]

I don’t know what’s going on with my brain but it has been AU gender swapping Donnie so hard the past few days.

I’m just going to fix the series in a few simple steps:

Donnie leaning heavily on April only because she’s the first other female that she’s gotten to interact with ever

Leo getting some female interaction so he sees Karai as a potential friend instead of immediately crushing and the later reveal isn’t as conflicting since they’re just battle besties

Casey stays decent and awesome without the “battle for April” plot making his character hard to truly appreciate

The brothers are more supportive of Donnie and her attempts to form a relationship with April & Donnie doesn’t have to talk to a jar of guts and mutagen because they know how secluded she’s been, so they’re more free with advice like hey, maybe don’t stalk her and just text her or somethin’, mkay?

Splinter visibly checking up on her activities in the lab throughout the series because he has no idea how to raise a female (he was counting on Tang Shen for that) but he does his best to let her know he cares by supporting her in other ways 💜🤎

More softie Raph moments with his sis so the haters in the audience don’t hate him as much as they unreasonably do

Mikey doesn’t need to change. He just gets to have some more of the “emotionally intelligent” moments that we were deprived off.

I can’t think straight with all these bubbling rewrites help me-

For anyone who cares, also my favorite tidbits:

Splinter not realizing that Donnie was female at first and the name Donatello just ends up sticking. Donnie will die on a hill that Donatello is gender neutral even though her family and friends know it’s not. It’s a topic that they just avoid bringing up

Her brothers use Dona when they’re teasing her

An explanation as to why canon Donnie’s figure is just so randomly different from her practically identical brothers

The shock of Irma isn’t as crippling because April still has Donnie as her devoted female bestie & now the farmhouse era is a lot less stressful and complicated for April and the viewers

Role model Leo still exists & Donnie has a crisis over him bonding with Karai and that creates tension for a while & Four Trap is actually Leo accusing Donnie of not trying hard enough because of that past debacle and “try harder” has clear purpose

Donnie gets an official ✨ big sister ✨ and that means that good-guy snake Karai exists in the series more as the reptilian mutant females bond

Overprotective brothers over their sister (and-)

The sister who appreciates it but there are some moments where she gets tired of them treating her like she’s not as capable as them (not true, but how she interprets their actions) and one episode decides to prove herself (Operation Break Out)

Potential for Casey/Donnie but currently undecided

Consistent “girls are so emotional” jokes that are beyond cringe but the viewers have to tolerate them anyway bc 2012 humor

Broken Foot actually having an affect on Karai since she almost took part in killing off her only sister

Donnie’s biggest fear is that her brothers will one day get tired of her because of how different she is/feels and then she’ll be alone & this fear is the main debacle that she struggles with through the entire series instead of the weird love triangle thing

It’s okay everyone I’ll shut up now and go sit in my corner bye ✌️

[lulublack90]

Prompt 3 - Library

@wolfstarmicrofic June 3, word count 904

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The arts and crafts hadn’t been that bad. Remus thought it had probably been designed for younger campers, but each of the inhabitants of Gryffindor cabin now sported a red and gold woven friendship bracelet. 

“Shall we do the tour?” Sirius asked James. 

“Might as well,” James replied, looking at his watch. “We’ve still got about an hour until dinner.” 

“Where should we start?” Peter said, standing up from tying his shoelaces. 

“We’ll start with the boring and end with the good stuff.” Sirius grinned, grabbing Remus’s hand and leading him away from the main hall. Remus’s stomach flipped, and he willed his palms not to get sweaty. 

“This is the storeroom, don’t bother trying to get in, it’s really boring,” Sirius declared, not stopping. “There’s the kitchen. If you get hungry, the cooks are lovely and will make you something between meals, but don’t let Albus or Minnie catch you, because they will give you chores, and you do not want to do the chores,” Remus grinned, beginning to enjoy himself. “Then there’s the library,” Remus planted his feet at that one.

“A library?!” He asked excitedly. 

“Oh, don’t tell me you’re one of those,” Sirius rolled his eyes, but took Remus inside anyway. 

It was small but had a good selection of books. There were books on local flora and fauna, local hiking paths, emergency first aid books, but also novels. It was Remus’s turn to drag Sirius this time, as neither of them let go. 

Remus ran his fingers across the spines of the books in front of him and picked a few to pull off the shelves. 

“Can I take these with me now or should I come back?” He looked to Sirius, as he seemed to have taken over the tour. A crooked smile spread across Sirius’s face.

“You can get them now,” Remus’s face lit up. He picked up three and let Sirius lead him over to the stern-looking librarian.  “Irma, my sweet forest flower, how are you this morning?” Sirius crooned at the scowling middle-aged woman. 

“It is Madam Pince and you know it, Mr Black. Do not make me tell McGonagall on you.” She narrowed her eyes at the books in Remus’s hand. “What do you want?”

“Remus, here wants to take some books out. He appears to be a bit of a bookworm. Should have guessed really, he looks like a bookworm.” Sirius teased. Remus quietly handed the books over to Madam Pince. 

“You’ll need to fill out this form before you can take them.” She said, passing Remus a sheet of paper asking for his name, date of birth and address. “If you lose or damage a book you will be expected to replace it.” Remus nodded. He’d have to be careful, his dad would blow a gasket if he had to pay for new books that Remus wouldn’t even be keeping. 

“Yes Madam Pince,” He said politely. 

“Hmmm,” She grunted at them. She peered at Remus's form, but unable to find anything wrong with it, she made a note of the books Remus wanted to borrow and handed them over. 

When they came out of the quietness of the library it was to shouting and swearing. 

Peter and James were rolling around on the grass, wrestling. 

“Oi, you two, pack it in. Let’s finish this up, Remus wants to read his books.” When they didn’t listen, Sirius let go of Remus’s hand and launched himself on top of James and Peter. The shouting intensified until Sirius managed to separate them. They were all laughing and joking. Remus relaxed as he realised they’d been messing about and not actually fighting. “Right back to the tour!” Sirius exclaimed as he took Remus’s hand again and dragged him to the next stop.  

“That’s the dock, that’s the boathouse and, obviously, that’s the lake. I’ll tell you about the monster that dwells in the depths of it later.” Sirius grinned wildly at Remus over his shoulder. “Okay, next is make out point.”

“Yeah, but it’s pretty useless until the girls come over for the dance,” Peter groaned. “It’s got a nice view when it doesn’t have couples all over it,” Peter added. Remus looked down at his and Sirius’s entwined hands and gulped. Sirius caught him looking and waggled his eyebrows, making Remus blush from his head to his toes. He tried to pull his hand away, but Sirius held it tightly, not letting him let go. Remus had no idea what that meant. He had to force his brain to not start picking that apart now.

“And finally, my most favourite place in the entire camp. Our den.” Sirius pulled Remus through a line of trees and into a tiny circle with a ring of logs to sit on. It felt very enclosed as the surrounding trees had almost woven together, forming a shelter of sorts.

Sirius led him over to a log and pulled him down next to him. James and Peter came and sat opposite them. Sirius let go of his hand and leant backwards, moving a few rocks out of the way and picking up a small metal box. “And this is what we do in our den.” He opened the box and inside was a lighter, a pouch of loose tobacco, papers and a small baggy of green buds. Remus instantly knew what this little group got up to in their den. 

Next part

[unionizedwizard]

hey how would irma feel about being the knight of princess kurenai :3c

INCREDIBLY SPOT-ON the custom delivery quests were 100% canon and she even made her an entire spring dress outfit (dyed the appropriate color too. dedication) when kurenai asked for pretty outfits from the surface. don't mind the fact she was politely averting her eyes the entire time and also turned the same shade as the dress. or the fact it was a whole entire quest to get the requisite materials and craft it to perfection. ahem

[idiot-mushroom]

Teenage Turtle Ninja Mutants (TTNM) Au Masterpost:

☆Main tag: teenage turtle ninja mutants

☆First Comic: Training Things

☆Draxum thingz: fight prt1 , fight prt2

‎‧₊˚✧VOLUME.1 ARCS✧˚₊‧

✧Mikey Mystic Power: Reveal is Here

✧Raph Mystic Power: Reveal is Here

✧Donnie Mystic Power: (be patient)

✧Leo Mystic Power: (be patient)

✶Slash official design!!

✶Rat King + Mother Kranng official designs!!

✶April + Casey official designs!!

✶The Tmnt boys officially designs!!

✶Jennika official design!! +some concept art of her

☆Raph being a mother: Let’s go to Sonic

☆Why Raph Doesn’t Like Bugs

☆Leo and Donnie Fight prt 2 of fight

☆Leo has a bad time

☆Donnie breaks fourth wall

☆Donnie has a bad time

☆Donnie has a bad time 2.0

☆Raph has a bad time

☆The fam making fun of Leo (a saga)

���Splinter feeds beer to his children

☆Usagi reveal?? + him being a slut

☆Baby Teetlz: Here are Da Cute Bastards + Meme Shit + doodlies + even more doodlies/and human barry + soup :))

☆Concept art thingz: young draxum and splinter

☆Young love (draxum and splinter)

☆Rasey Thingz: what that tongue do?

❊Animations: hi from don for legal reasons this is a joke

Poster: the boys w/ their weapons >:D

Main info things: Casey Lore+April Relations+Fashion Sense ★ Cheer Up Missions ★ Casey Relations ★ Info on Da Boys ★ Don and April Facts ★ Even more Info Hamato+Foot Clan ★Stuff +Coping Mechanisms ★ tidbit info+lore!! designs+ lair layout stuffz ★ irma and donnie??maybe! ★ Meet S.C.R.A.P ★ How mutagen works!! ★ Smells and Hyperfixations (and other lore reveals!!) ★ Family Bonding ★ Cannibalistic Raph ★ Splinter is a pussy ★ Splinter treating his sons like runway dogs ★ Barry is a wanted criminal ★ About the some background characters + O’neil foster kids

[thatawkwardmoth]

Tasty little Scemma (Scott x Emma) idea. So, in the universe where everything is perfect, Emma is married to Scott and is a child psychologist (Canon, I'll add citations later). So that's something established prior to this idea. So...au? Modern day, no powers, slice of life shit.

Scott just lost Jean or maybe just divorced her, I don't know. But anyway, he has Nathan and Rachel to care for and it's obvious that they're not handling it well. They're grieving, lashing out, lost. They're young too, Rachel's like 7, Nathan's barely 5, they miss the constant presence of their mom.

So Scott finds a therapist, does for his kids what he should've done himself or what someone should've done for him. It's Emma, high praised child psychologist, apparently very well with kids and helping them through their issues.

And Scott, at first, isn't interested at all in finding love again. He's guarded and almost cold to Emma when they first meet. But he melts around Rachel and Nathan, is just so soft to his two little ones.

Emma finds him attractive immediately but focuses on her patients, not her feelings. She makes good progress on the kids, getting them to open up and giving them coping mechanisms, bringing Scott's attention to some things he could do to help them. And after almost a few years, she barely sees the kids in her office but her and Scott have been in contact a lot, she asks him out on a date.

It's perfect, a little awkward, a little stilted, but she enjoys it. She even is honest with him about why she chose to be a psychologist and not a teacher like she dreamed. She has five little girls at home, her quintuplets, that she had almost 4 years ago. She and their dad didn't have a good relationship and she doesn't want Scott to think he has to be their dad. But she's honest about her life, about being a former stripper, deciding to leave her family's wealth behind. She's really in love with this guy.

Scott is scared. He's not been in love since Jean. And he's worried about his kids, about what they might think or the setbacks it might cause to see him moving on. But he listens to his friends and accepts the date. He laughs for the first time in a while, not something related to his kids. He jokes and quips. He's a gentleman. He doesn't judge but he doesn't open up all the way yet. He tells her about losing his parents, about his brother getting adopted and not him, about finding out his dad was alive and had another son. About loving Jean with everything. He tells her about being scared to move on. And she understands.

The kids are fine with it. The quintuplets are a bit miffed at the playdate they have to introduce the kids. They prefer each other, not new playmates. But after a while, Esme and Sophie are playing with Nathan. Celeste and Irma are clinging to Scott, laughing as he lifts them both with one arm. Phoebe is sitting beside Rachel, just watching her color and maybe helping once and a while.

It's not perfect. It's not a seamless transition. They fight. The kids fight. They feel too much change, too many emotions. The Cuckoos want to be alone with each other again, not wanting to split their mother's time. Rachel doesn't want a new mom. Nathan doesn't want more sisters.

But eventually it mellows out. And it's almost paradise. It's Emma's perfect world. Successful and helping kids. Married in a beautiful gown to a man who doesn't focus on her body, on her almost exposed cleavage, but instead on her feet in her heels, offering to take them off because they might be hurting her feet.

And, like lunatics, they have another kid. Well into the future. The kids are all almost grown, in high school. They have Megan. And that's enough for them. Some joke they might have twins or maybe more. But Emma is happy. She's content with this life. Watching her girls bond with Megan, watching Rachel encourage her to walk, watching Nathan rant about his day to a toddler just wanting to color.

It's her perfect reality.

[sassenashsworld]

Hancock at Goodneighbor

(his counterpart)

The List

Vic's body is swinging at the end of his rope, and Hancock's gaze is fixed on him. Then he glances down, but there isn't the same crowd there to applaud him as he remembers.

The faces turned upright to look back at him are those distorted by hatred of all the people who stood in his way.

No, not the people who got in his path.

These are the people on whose path Hancock stood. He stood up to oppressors and thugs who dared to target the weakest.

And they are now looking deep into Hancock's soul, yelling and cursing in wrath.

And one sentence slams Hancock repeatedly.

“Like us! You're like us!”

Hancock grits his teeth and tries to ignore it, but the voices infiltrate his thoughts and create a dreadful echo that repeats incessantly.

The ghoul sits up straight abruptly, short of breath, and takes a time to recover. He looks around. He isn't at Goodneighbor.

In fact, he is. He's at Goodneighbor. But he's not in the Old State House. He's in a dingy room at the Hotel Rexford.

What was he doing there?

He rubs his temples. He must have been drunk out of his ass again to forget how to go home.

This is not new.

Hancock stands up, little dazed at first but quickly regaining his bearings. He looks around the room. It is obviously one of the hotel rooms. It smells of smoke and cheap beer, and the bed looks to be kind of worn out.

He looks down at himself and realizes he didn't even bother to take off his clothes before passing out.

“Damn it,” he murmurs, attempting to recall the night before.

Trying is often pointless. Even for a ghoul, his abuse is enough to permanently disable the brain cells that could have held the information. Thus, he simply exits the room and, as usual, faces Fahrenheit waiting outside.

“All the caravans handed over their caps, KL-e-o agreed to the price hike, Irma—

Hancock lifts his hand to interrupt her.

“Hold on. We have yet to reach my office. We're still in the motel hallway, damn it.”

“The latest mandates that require your backing are currently pending your review in your office.”

“And shit, shit even more than yesterday.”

“Less than tomorrow?” his daughter jokes, not smiling.

Hancock sighs.

He scrubs his face with both hands, his head still pounding from last night's booze binge.

“Great, just what we required. More trash to approve and sign.” He gazes at Fahrenheit, his vision still hazy. “What specifically is waiting for me? Is there anyone new?”

“This infamous troublemaker, the Sole Survivor. I caught him with Bobbi-no-nose in our stash.”

The mayor gives the young woman a shocked stare.

“Well, he didn't seem like the kind of person to put his hands where they shouldn't.”

“He gave off the vibe of someone who'd go to great lengths for a few caps. That was the reason he agreed to the grim offer concerning the Pickman gallery.”

A harsh laugh spills out of Hancock. He shakes his head angrily.

“Well, ain't that just a stroke of genius? If he got himself tangled up with Bobbi, he's truly not the sharpest tool in the shed. Now that's just adding fuel to the fire.” He can't help but laugh again at the idea of the man. “The infamous Sole Survivor, huh? More like the infamous Moron. And they say we’ve got issues with drifters.”

“In truth, Bobbi deceived this Sole. When they realized where they were going, they flipped the scrips. They stuffed it down Bobbi's throat, I'd say. She likely won't get back for a time.”

Hancock makes a sour face.

“What’s the message you’re trying to send my way?”

“That's how I perceived the character. They could have thrown a wrench into our plans, making everything a lot more difficult. Yet, they chose a different path. I instructed them to come and show their respects anyway, so if I'm correct, you should be hearing from them soon.”

The ghoul lowers his head, pondering. As they've arrives at the State House, he sighs.

“Sometimes I wonder...”

The tall redhead looks at him intently.

“What?”

“Am I not turning like them?”

The gaze, deep and dark, pierces into the young woman’s eyes.

“Who are you talking about?”

“Like all those bastards whose portrait I've swept under the pretext of standing up for the weak.”

Fahrenheit seems somewhat uneasy about the topic and unsure of how to answer.

“You're not turning into one of them,” she remarks after a brief hesitation. “You continue to defend the vulnerable. All the folks in Goodneighbor look up to you, Hancock. You are the beacon that lights our way.”

Hancock grumbles, not quite convinced. He's been having these types of doubts since a while, and they're becoming more intense with each passing day.

“Seems more to me that not everyone holds your truly in high regard.”

Following that, they begin their nasty ritual. He signs paperwork, questions some people thoroughly, gives a speech to uplift his town, and just as he is about to head for the Third Rail, someone walks into his office.

He almost forgot about the newbie. It's tough to forget someone who strolled like a target while wearing a blue and yellow jacket over his back, though.

He leans back into his chemistry workbench, where he was gathering his entertainment for the evening, and greets them.

“Well, if it ain't Bobbi's little patsy.” He tosses the other a good purse of caps. “Here, for protecting my stash. Wise decision to put Bobbi down like that.”

His interlocutor seizes the purse in the air. Good reflexes.

“I'm sorry. For everything.”

Hancock takes a brief peek at his opposite. They own something. It's not false humility. They seems to be in genuine sorrow. Would Fahrenheit be right? It hurts him to accept it, but it gives him an idea. And this person is perhaps exactly what he needs.

Hancock takes another close look at that other, examining them from head to toe. They certainly know how to make an impression, with that iconic jacket and all. But Hancock senses that there's more to that facade than just a dumb merc.

“Don't worry about it,” he replies, taking a drag of jet. “You did the right thing. If anything, I’m the one who should be thanking you. You got me rid of an annoying problem.” He takes a deep breathe. “Lemme tell ya. This classy little tricorner hat of mine is getting heavy. Am I turning into the man? Some kind of tyrant? I spend all my time putting down the people I would've been proud to scheme with just a few years ago. I need to take a walk again. Get a grip on what really matters: Living free.”

Taking a seat on the couch, the Sole Survivor in turn studies him from head to toe.

“If you're heading out, why not come with me?”

Hancock raises an eyebrow, intrigued.

“You want me to tag along, huh? Now there’s an offer I wasn’t expecting.”

He takes another shot of jet and contemplates the proposition for a few moments, his gaze still fixated on the young person.

“Yes, I like it. You might just be the right kind of trouble.”

It doesn't take long to organize everything. The paperwork puts in order, his instructions to his people given, and another brief speech for the gallery. Though Fahrenheit appears less at ease, he is confident that she will manage quite fine.

“And for how long, precisely?” She questions him bluntly.

“Precisely? So, you think you can bend the breeze to your whims?”

And that is how he ends up on the road with that odd individual. It doesn't take long to learn to appreciate them. He was right. Just the good kind of trouble he needed.

Time is passing rapidly. The new companion is not exactly lazy. This unexpected detail caught Hancock completely off guard.

He is a ghoul, thus he doesn't need as much sleep as a human, but what about the other? The others, when they depart on the road, leave without measuring a day.

They journey across the Commonwealth from top to bottom, east to west, one settlement to the next, assisting those in need while punishing those who merited it.

It was refreshing and exhilarating.

The trip of a lifetime.

He hadn't felt so alive in years. His travels with the Sole Survivor was unlike anything he'd done since leaving Diamond City. Hancock felt liberated, as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. For once, he could simply be himself.

When Sole eventually chooses to call it a night, Hancock jumps in to do the same. Even him is starting to feel fatigued.

However, while in the sleeping area, he examines the bed with mistrust.

He knows what's going to happen.

He knows that as soon as he closes his eyes, he will be assaulted by his usual nightmares.

With a sigh, he sits down on the bed. His friend stares up at him from the other cot.

“What's going on?”

Hancock hesitates for a long time, although he has been shockingly open to this individual on multiple occasions.

“My conscience tends to visit me at night when I close my eyes.”

“Yeah, not good. Hey, know that I'm here. If it's that bad, remember that I don't sleep that deeply.”

The ghoul, taken aback by the offer, cocks his head, chuckles, and declines it with a jest.

“Nah, I'm a grow-up, I don't need to be bunked.”

Sole rolls his eyes.

“Oh, shut up, you stubborn old fool,” he replies with a playful tone. “I wasn't offering to hold your hand through the night, but waking up for a small talk is far better than waking up to your constant screaming and kicking in the middle of the night.”

Hancock gives a resigned sigh, knowing that the other is most likely right.

“Alright, you got me. But don’t go thinking that makes me weak. And don’t go thinkin’ I’m gonna spill my guts and get all mushy about it. I ain't some helpless soul waiting for a knight in gleaming armor, you catch my drift?”

Sole rolls his eyes again.

“Yes, I heard it loud and clear. You are the toughest ghoul in all of Boston. We're all terrified of your power and colossal ego.”

Hancock huffs and pretends to be offended.

“You oughta trust it, my friend. I'm on the brink of becoming a legend. Even the fiercest Deathclaws shudder at the sound of my name.”

Sole chuckles.

“Right, right. I will make sure to let everyone know. 'Here lies the mighty Hancock, terror of the wasteland'.”

Hancock smiles, enjoying the small quip.

“That's the spirit,” he states, falling into the bed. “Just keep those lips sealed and avoid any loud snoozing, alright? If you dare, I'll send you crashing to the ground.”

A smile remains etched on Hancock's lips as Sole spreads in turn.

“With the holes in your face,” they reply, “I'm sure you're the snorer of the place.”

Hancock pretends to be offended again.

“Mind your words, pal. A face like mine tells tales of survival and the lessons learned in the wasteland. And let me tell ya, the ladies can't get enough of it.”

He winks jokingly at Sole.

“Yeah, they all want a piece of you,” answers back Sole. “It looks like a literal problem.”

This time, the mayor can't stop laughing, and his companion joins in. When they finally calm down, Sole turns off the light, leaving them in full darkness.

The moment of truth.

But the moment of truth comes and goes. Surprisingly, Hancock wakes up with the sun, looking as fresh as a daisy.

No dreadful dream has ever come to haunt his mind throughout the night.

Hancock sits up and blinks in amazement. He cannot believe it. No nightmares, cold sweats, or waking up in the middle of the night screaming like a stuck pig.

He looks across at his friend and gives a quiet giggle.

“Well, look at that. Seems like I've got myself a shiny new good luck charm, huh?”

[lorkonsghost]

Sorry I met post this last night the rest of chapters will be on Ao3 but here's the completed chapter 1 hope guys forgive me about this I haven't really wrote fanfic for anyone other myself for while which was mostly self satisfaction fics I had in brief spurts of inspiration I had so understand this might be a bit oocish for now and hopefully it gets better and in this au is more about the how turtles and friend react with dc April and jason are just tools that and if happen to write a good love story along the way is good to.

The Red Hood ,The Red Head, The Big Bats, And The Big Green Turtles.

They miss being normal

 

Things about this au this all started when the Turtles where 13 and April was 16 she’s been with the Turtles for 5 years after her father dies in this au she only has 3 human friends in this au Irma who doesn’t know anything about the Turtles. Casey Jones who left for college and hopefully to go pro in hockey also he going for a physical education degree. An Karai who is currently in Japan trying to take over the foot clan their from shredder.

 

Jason in this au is friends with all outlaws and Rose he’s been back in Gotham since he was 17 and a crime lord. He’s been and is on good terms with Bruce for most part they can be in same room and have pleasant conversation as long as the joker not brought up. He doesn’t like Ra’s for a few reasons a lot because of Tim although don’t tell him that and he feels used by Taila

 

 

 

 

 Jason has no idea why he’s fighting alien robots with almost 6ft tall turtles, or why the girl he started dating a month ago is also fighting said alien robots but he wasn’t really going to question it. He was fighting alien robots makes a lot of things easier if you don’t question them wait are those fucking ninjas and why did the turtle in red say their name like it’s a bad thing. Jason was really rethinking coming to New York to go drinking by himself was a bad idea maybe if he at least brought Roy he wouldn’t be in this mess.

 

1 month ago, and 2 weeks after Jason’s 21 birthday

 

Jason was getting sick of always having someone tag along every time he went drinking, for his 21st birthday wasn’t the problem, but the 4 times he tried after that though. The first time doing it solo Dick showed up not 10 seconds after his first shot the next tine he did it was in star city and Roy showed up before even his first shot. The third time it had to be a joke because why did Rose fucking Wilson show up at the bar he was drinking at in central city she normally never even visit central city. The fourth time he knew it was joke because he went to the most sewer rat bar in Gotham and for fuck sake why was Bruce their wearing a fucking fake mustache. Jason wasn’t really annoyed at not drinking alone if he actually wanted to do that he would just stay home and buy a few beers with Bruce’s credit card but it was the fact that he kept running into people he new he just wanted to get drunk and make a few mistakes but no now somebody he new was their and he can’t go embarrassing himself in front of them he had reputation to up hold. So that’s why he’s in New York he knows almost no hero’s who even touch New York so he thought no problems.

Jason was a few drinks in when he first saw her it looked like the first time she ever been in bar by herself and Jason thought why would she choose such a warn down bar like this. Jason took a shot for confidence and approached her thinking the most he could do is keep her company.

 

“Hello their beautiful looking kind of lonely mind if I join.” Jason say with his buzzed confidence

 “Hmph ha ha ha are you serious my ex had better pick up lines.” the red headed girl says

“Sorry I never been the kind of guy to try pick up a girl this way.” Jason says with a slightly bruised pride

“Oh so how you do it mister aren’t you looking lonely miss.” Her blue eyes smiled behind her glass

“honestly most of the time we just start dating or they fall for bad boy charm” Jason with a cocky smile

“Sorry dated one bad boy don’t know if I need another” her red hair drops a bit but she says with a cheer in her voice

Jason doesn’t know actually why he tried flirting with her Jason knew it wasn’t good to get involved with a civilian Isabel taught him that he missed the flight attendant. But maybe it was the alcohol In his system, or it was the fact he wanted to ignore the hero stuff that’s also probably why he wanted to drink  without anyone he new he just wanted a night where he’s okay to be somebody other than Jason Todd the red hood, the son of Batman in somebody’s eye just Jason.

 

“I never introduced myself I’m Jason I’m not just a bad boy I also happen to read pride and prejudice.” Jason says in half cocky smile with another swig of his drink

“Okay mister Jason tell  me your favorite quote and I’ll tell you my name” Her smile softens

“I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.” “I know the original quote is about falling in love but it’s like I lived my life by it”  Jason says trying to hide the emotions he feels when he says it

“My names April so you where telling the truth about reading it” April say with a reassuring smile

Jason collects himself for a moment he’s kinda surprised how far he’s come along in this conversation. Jason really was only Jason right now no baggage to unravel yet and he’s okay with that right now it only him, April, his slowly blurring vision, and the hope maybe he could get a date out of this.

“So miss April tell me something other than your name please”. Jason say with a half smile

“Well currently I’m trying to be a journalist but to get the last 5 credits of my degree I need to intern under another journalist for a year.” April says with a slight annoyed frown on her face

“so what’s the problem can’t find respectable enough journalist or something else” Jason says trying to offer a chance to vent

“It’s not that it’s just any intern ship I apply for needs me full time and my home life just doesn’t allow that right now” April says with happier expression

Jason wants to call in a favor from Clark or Lois so bad right know he really could solve this girls problems with a phone call. But Jason was taught by Bruce, Ra’s, Dick, and Talia you can’t solve all the problems even if two them he would stab and not regret it and Bruce and Dick have been off his shit list for a good minute. But all of them where right he can’t just solve her problem for no reason but Jason wanted to do he makes a compromise.

“Okay that’s problem I could possibly help with” Jason says with cockiest smile yet

“Oh how so” April says with curiosity

“So a family friend is a journalist I could put in a word for and give you a chance at something buuut with it would be uup to you to convince them to agree to whatever youuu propose” Jason say with seriousness but with slurring

“Are you serious why would you do that for me” April says questionably

“Well I could ask you for a date as compensation but instead here’s what in going to do I give them a word if they give you a chance you go on date with me as celebration if they don’t drop my number we never talk again” Jason says with a smile

“Well mister Jason you got a deal and if don’t get I might stillll give you a chaaaasnccce for at least not being a creeeep” April tries to say a little flirty

Jason grabs a napkin and calls the waiter over to closes his tab and ask to borrow a pen and writes his number down

“call me in the morning I’ll set up an interview” Jason say as gets and walks over to April

Jason kisses the back of April hand and says as looks into her eyes once more ”Did you admire me for my impertinence?”

April laughs “yeah I did.”

Jason offers to pay for April’s tab as well but she’s says it’s okay and as Jason leaves he wonders if he’s doing the smart thing involving April in his life.

 

 

April was tired, The Turtles where getting on her nerves a little yeah they where her little brothers in her eyes but still April missed Casey Johns. Although they dated for awhile and lived together and also one maybe 5 good humans who actually new about the turtles. But then Casey Jones afford a full ride scholarship and a almost guaranteed spot on the hockey team for some big school in North Dakota. Both April and him knew this was only chance out of this life and chance to full fill his dream of going pro.

 

April didn’t blame him but she could still be mad dammit then he comes back for your 21 birthday a week ago and their it is the spark. But then he leaves again now April here drinking in a bar she never been to because she only been 21 for a week and she had pass up on another internship. Also this the first time she’s been in a bar by herself and honestly it probably wasn’t a smart idea.

 

When Jason first approached her she felt like he was similar to Casey but she was wrong he was a little awkward and had already a few to many drinks in his system. But without much he Offered to help with internship, he let her rant although he was bit to drunk he answered all her questions honestly. April actually wanted to give it a shot although she could see how it could look like a rebound. She hopes the turtles won’t give her hard time about this.

 

After she left she knew how to get home and it wasn’t by car she wished it was sometimes she walked be behind the bar and found the manhole picked up and went down. She had a normal apartment but that was only for mail and throwing away of dirty money they took from shredder or the purple dragon’s and honestly she wished they just had over to the police but nope. Officially April’s a college student who works for nights at TCRI Donnie faked it for her who make a pretty penny their all though that’s just so she could have the fake address most money goes for food and other essentials for the lair.

 

Getting to lair is never easy since it technically apart of section of abandoned sewer. But April was taught by master splinter even drunk she navigate theses sewers and make all the jumps needed. When she finally gets close she knows because it always has a hint pizza coming from it.

 

Ralph was only one up it appeared she could hear Splinter snoring so she new he was asleep so it was safe to assume they other where as well. Although Donnie could be working in his lab but she didn’t hear anything so not likely and Leo normally doesn’t stay up on slow nights. Ralph was probably awake ether waiting for her return or was playing the pinball machine again.

 

Ralph in a rough voice While not looking away from pinball machine ”So your back form the bar April”

 

“Whooos said I went to the bar “ April tries to lie

 

Ralph says with a bit of worry “April I can smell booze from here, and I see your stumbling I don’t even know how you made it back without getting hurt. You also just slurred you words together I might not be a detective even I can see your drunk”

 

Ralph takes a breath looks her up and down “ I know why you went to bar and probably not the best for this conversation but April I get it your lonely and all other humans who know about us are old, evil, or we can’t meet often. And it doesn’t help you can’t bring yourself to live normal life”

 

April went silent maybe it was alcohol or it was Ralph being right on mark. Unlike Casey who joined this as like a helping hand, April was kind of forced into this and feels she owes the Turtles so much. April knows she doesn’t she helped them as much as they helped her. They become her family when none of hers where left she can’t abandon them Casey still had a sister, and a mom he didn’t need a family the only reason he stayed as long as he did was for her. An as long she was their sister she wasn’t abandoning them.

 

“Can we talk about this in morning when I’m not drunk” April use as excuse to leave the conversation

 

“Fine, but know this I know full well your capable of having a full on ass complex conversation. Even when drunk splinter taught us all how to maintain cognitive thinking even under the worst hallucinogens being a bit drunk is same as fully lucid to you” Ralph says with a tone that says this isn’t over yet

 

“Ok just let me sleep it off and Ralph your right” April says with defeat

 

Ralph says “About what”

 

April open her rooms door ”probably everything”