#this was something I toyed with around 2012 i think
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nvaderxim · 15 days ago
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Once upon a time, I toyed with an AU idea where Morrigan and Ellyn were immortal because magic. (Yes, Ellyn. This was brainrot pre-Inquisition). It was something tied to the power Ellyn has because of the Old God Soul, and somehow, Morrigan was also affected.
And, well… Edric? Edric eventually goes to his Calling. And Morrigan and Ellyn would live the next ages without him but forever missing him.
The two of them watch the world change. And magic is somehow forgotten as several ages go by. Certain real events are remembered as tales.
They would live trying to hide their true identities, shifting from one false name and occupation to another through the years.
And eventually, modern age comes. Morrigan is a scientist — a job she finds she enjoys except for the technology. (She still prefers books to screens. And she certainly prefers pen and paper to computers.)
One day, the world is shaken. Long forgotten now, an entrance to the deep roads caves in at the very same building where Morrigan is working. As the dust settles, the people in the lab see a figure emerging from the shadow.
And he calls himself The Warden.
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leonardosadhdass · 6 months ago
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Tmnt 2012 sleep headcanons
Canon ages here! Aka 14-16
(Yes 14-16 year olds can be in Romantic relationships and cuddle)
Also some of these are shorter (aka Leo’s) because I did these over text :)
Leonardo :
I feel like he’s just got perfect body heat that adapts with whatever the temp is aka if it’s hot his blood cools down so his skin is colder and opposite for the cold, and I feel like his skin is genuinely quite squishy, also I feel like even tho their shells are solid as fuck, it’s probably really smooth since he’s def the one who takes care of himself the most and he’d like to cuddle by you laying on your back and him resting on top of you with his face kinda resting on your chest.
Raphael :
He’s got the roughest skin out of all the turtles, it’s more of a scaly bumpy kind and kinda scratchy but it’s not all bad, after you first cuddle he probably start like trying to try get rid of that texture with like lotion or something and it does work but not a lot, he mainly does it for you but it also makes it comfier for him too. He’d hold you against his chest until you fall asleep and He’s probably the kind to lay on his stomach with a blanket on his back and your like head or upper body on his shell like a T kinda ish pose or a X, quite scandalous but it’s actually very comfy, and he probably wakes up last, when he feels you get up to go anywhere he either grumbles and gets moody you’re leaving him to go somewhere even for a second but it’s not actually angry, or he follows you like a lost puppy silently, or does both
Donatello :
I feel like he’s not the WORST in the world but it’s somewhat bad,
Like sure if you actually get him to cuddle in bed which is rare, he’s got his limbs entangled with yours and he’s holding onto you for dear life, one morning you’d probably wake up with his hands cupping your face but he’s fast asleep somehow, cute.
Most of the time he doesn’t get to bed tho, so you just ask to sit beside him or on him, when you sit beside him you’d fall asleep with your head leaning on the armrest of his chair and holding his thigh or one of his hands, if your on his lap which he does prefer, not for the feel but for the efficiency, that way he can move the chair and get things bc he can’t (doesn’t want to) move when you’ve got her head resting on the arm rest. You’d have legs on either side of his and your head on his shoulder, definitely also very soft but some of his skin is sensitive due to probably chemistry fails making his skin have some burn scars or other. But when you sleep on his lap or beside him, it’s not as comfy as you think, you’d wake up with a horrible back and he’d feel bad so he’d offer to crack your back for you.
Michelangelo :
Second best I feel like,
He’s comfy, very comfy, when you actually get him to cuddle which he probably adores, he’s latching onto you like a leech with his face in your chest bc it’s comfy that way, legs wrapped around your waist like a koala and you’d expect it to be uncomfortable but he does it in just the right way so you can sleep perfectly, he also sometimes has his face smushed into your cheek so when you wake up your like face to face with him and he would def drool, only a little tho, and it’s cute.
However there’s the odd time where he’s too wide awake to sleep or too energetic and he just plays with ice cream kitty or his toys so you’re sat in bed alone watching him play, which is entertaining but you feel lonely, also sometimes you’ve woken up and he’s just not in the room, he most likely left to order pizza FIRST thing in the morning which means you wake up and if you two give eachother a good morning kiss you can taste pizza, which is both bad and good since it’s the fucking morning?
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moonshynecybin · 10 months ago
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#thinkin about teen dad marc…. like diplopia year…. <- say more callie
eye got. SIX asks about this lmao. but anything for you elle ofc. required reading on this is @yekoc’s vale knocks marc up in like 2013/14 post found here go read it (AND THE REPLIES !!! ). foundational text.
but in this one. vale is jerry springer voice NOT THE FATHERRRR. which i think would make his specific commitment issues significantly weirder and more complex. and marc MUCH more neurotic lmao. he has a baby to look after !!! AND he’s doing death defying stunts !!!
so marc either gets a girl pregnant and keeps the baby or gets knocked up and keeps the baby. choose your own adventure. he’s a teen. diplopia year cwaziness. fully like. i am injured and may never race again which i can’t fix instantly and easily so i’m going to HAVE THIS BABY. tries to #win at teen pregnancy. and marc is part of a VERY tight knit little family so once he gets better he absolutely carts that baby all around the world and inside the garage. (which. he comes back because he both wants to and HAS TO. marquez family finances already depended on him, now you add a tiny sweet infant into the mix that he is responsible for. marc is already psychotic about winning because of natural competitiveness and the aforementioned family pressures this would literally make him worse. crazier.) babychamp t-shirts new meaning. bouncing her on his knee in the box in 2012 BIG ASS baby ear protectors. santi very seriously explaining shit about tire pressure to the side. kissing her little cheek in parc ferme.
and vale. meets this baby/toddler. LOVES this baby/toddler. and as his relationship with marc takes shape it’s a little different! marc’s i’m old for my age complex is 9000x more pronounced but VALE’S i’m young for my age complex is toooooo… so it’s weirder. yes they start fucking but it’s also like. less often. less free time more baby time they don’t hang out at bars as much but every time vale sees marc he gets to hang out with a hot person he likes and sometimes he gets to be goofy for a leedle baby that he is RAPIDLY gaining affection for. marc leaves her with vale (HUGE TRUST. THE BABYSITTING LIST OUTSIDE OF FAMILY IS LIKE TWO PEOPLE.) when he goes to the bathroom and vale reaches over to grab her favorite toy (bugs bunny plush iykyk) without thinking and it’s like oh. oh no. like he spends enough time with her that he KNOWS HERRRR… doesn’t have the rigidity of the fuckbuddies dichotomy because they hang out so often WITH the baby so he can’t write the whole thing off as much. truly what do you do if you love and want to coparent a child. but are also exceedingly scared of commitment and growing older. well.
anyways vale is a freak so he turns that over in his head for a bit. scared 2 death. chews on that for a while. but when it really gets too deep for him is hmmmm ranch visit. when marc rocks up with his toddler (hot pink tiny bike for her that goes 1mph. baby pecco and luca and franky braiding her hair.) lethally adorable in a too big yellow vr46 hat that makes vale’s chest feel like RIBBONS.) and then marc races vale like he’s going to DIE. for NO reason. in a fun vibey recreational session. and vale’s fucking in it now!! every time marc takes a corner too fast his heart seizes up and marc’s daughter flashes in his brain (the baby curl of her hair and the way she reached for marc laughing from the crowd last race…) ans cold sweat breaks out across the back of his neck because if something happens to marc then—
so he pulls back. still waves to her in parc ferme. still makes stupid faces to make her laugh (feels like he’s FLYING. feels like WINNING.) and does grabby hands with marc on cooldown laps (eye ALSO think he doesn’t realize that his marc feelings are a separate entity for the baby feelings lmao. like that he would be worried about marc regardless. the baby is a good excuse here…) but. it’s interfering with his focus. he has to win his tenth. he can’t be coparenting this kid (she’s turning FOUR he’s been giving her bday presents for THREE YEARS NOW.) and worried about marc like that because marc is a competitor. and marc doesn’t feel that way anyways. marc is a bastard to him on track. marc is crashing all the time (WITHOUT VALE THERE. he hears about marc’s summertime hand injury and is like haha. and the baby was WERE. who is HOLDING HER??). and suddenly uccio is at his door and marc is a saboteur. and he’s getting older and he’s slower and jorge is GOOD and that’s— that gives something for vale to grab on to. to self destruct this before it can implode by itself. to make sense of all of this.
and afterwards— after sepang and their text thread drying up and everything. she still runs up to vale allll the time… finds him in the paddock tugs on marc’s hand until he lets her go… and vale always picks her up spins her around sends her back to her dad… still gets her a bday gift… marc watching with a sad smile on his faceeeee… vale DOES get over things faster in this universe because he wants to be more involved for babychild but. it’s rough there for a while when vale is still lying to himself and marc is creating RIGID structures for who he lets in to his daughter’s life because she STILL asks him to call vale so he can read the bedtime story because marc does NOT do the voices right… and he CANT CALL HIMMMM
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sweet-evie · 1 year ago
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Strolling in Starlight
A glimpse into the life of a single dad who's doing his best.
masterlist || pt 4
Content: Established Relationship, afab!oc, fem!oc, nameless!oc, she/her/hers pronouns for Satoru's S/O, singleparent!gojo, dad!gojo, Sentimental!Gojo, Mentions of Suguru and Satoru’s deceased lover, Pining (all Satoru), Satsuki doesn’t understand a thing her dad is saying.
A/N: Not Gojo showing off his powers to a baby as if they can understand.
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Never Grow Up Pt 3
December 2012
“‘Tsukiiii…” Satoru groaned, stretching out the last syllable in her name as he pushed her door open. “I thought we were past this.”
Grumbling, he effortlessly picked his way through the mess of building blocks and plushies on the floor that he neglected to put away before her bedtime. (Infinity on auto was a perk he never wanted to be without; saved him emergency trips to the hospital because he was sure he’d stepped on legos hundreds of times by now).
Satoru propped his elbows on the edge of Satsuki’s bassinet and peered down at her scrunched up, slightly red face from crying. This was the fourth time this week — consecutive days of the house being shaken up at ungodly hours of the morning because of a screaming baby and her consequently turbulent cursed energy.
Shoko warned him about this… She told him some babies get into a phase at 7 months where they don’t appreciate being apart from their caretakers and that it’s completely normal, but it sure is a bitch to deal with. Usually, it wasn’t a problem, because Satoru rarely slept anyways, and he was — more often than not — awake and doing things. His concern was Megumi and Tsumiki. Those kids needed their sleep… And Satsuki had a pair of lungs on her. Wonder where she got those from.
“Princess, I’m all for you crying and calling for me, but we can’t keep waking up Tsumiki and Megumi like this. They have school tomorrow… I think.”
Satsuki rolled over to lie on her stomach. She was still crying, a little quieter now that her favorite person had come into the room to appease her.
“C’mere.”
He reached in and lifted her out of her bassinet, and held her at arms’ length. She had that ridiculously adorable dumbfounded look on her face that most babies seemed to have after they stopped crying — looking around cluelessly as if they didn’t cause disturbances just moments before. If he had neighbors and they lived in a smaller apartment, he was sure he would have gotten noise complaints by now.
Satoru brought his daughter closer and did the routine check he’d always done every time she woke up in the middle of the night since he brought her home from the hospital 7 months ago. Her diapers didn’t require changing, and she wasn’t hungry, so…
“Did you really just want to be close to me?” He teased her, tickling her tummy a little.
She squealed her answer and as she gave him her gummy smile, he narrowed his eyes.
“Are your teeth coming in?” He had the inappropriate urge to poke his finger in and feel around her gums, because those little white buds were definitely not there before. “Shoko told me you might be a late teether. You were supposed to get these 3 months ago.”
In hindsight, that probably explained all the drooling, the general fussiness, her awful habit of attempting to eat her fingers until someone brought over a pacifier, and her demonic urge to gum all her plushies to death. His clothes didn’t escape her either.
“I’m getting you a teething ring. I really should’ve, don’t know how I missed that.”
Satoru outstretched his hand and used Blue to draw one of Satsuki’s toys over to him. The movement caught the baby’s attention, and she squealed in delight as she followed the object’s path. How did it look to her curious eyes, a plushie flying across the room to land in her father’s palm? But it seemed she couldn’t care less after Satoru handed it to her. She grabbed Wanyamon and pulled on its ears. Her babbling and her attempt at motor boating (something she picked up from Tsumiki and Satoru) showered her father in drool.
Satoru snickered and watched as Satsuki’s face lit up with excitement. It must be another sight to see — liquid suspended in midair, drool kept at bay by Infinity.
“Okay, Spitter, now what?” Shaking his head, he pushed the small plushy back into her arms when it almost fell to the floor from her lax grip. 
Satsuki crumpled the cloth in her little fists and put one of the ears into her mouth. Snickering, he kissed the top of her head and bounced her a little in his arms. “You don’t look sleepy, but I need you to go back to bed because it’s so late, and your mom will hate me if you don’t get the sleep that you’re supposed to.”
She stared up at him with big doe amber eyes that reminded him too much of her late mother, just as an idea popped into his head.
“Hey ‘Tsuki? Want to go see the stars up close?”
=OoOoO=
Beautiful star-studded Tokyo skies were rare to see, but it was a privilege enjoyed by the strongest sorcerer of the modern age. Suspended mid-air, 6,000 feet above the ground, Satoru strolled across empty air, stepping on manipulated space underneath his feet, walking through clouds with each step, carrying a deeply fascinated baby in his arms.
Not for the first time, he himself appreciated the blanket of stars above them. He was holding Satsuki up against his chest and shoulders and she leaned back as far as she could, turning her fair-haired head this way and that, little hands tugging mercilessly on his hair all the while.
Her excitement came in the form of babbles and squeals that sometimes sounded like they were supposed to be questions, and he nodded along.
“Bet you didn’t think your dad could fly huh?” Satoru smirked, gently prying her fingers away from the hair hanging in front of his face. She’d poked his eye one too many times for his liking by now. “Well, it’s not flying… More like… I’m manipulating the space around me so I can do things like this.”
A finely controlled red orb launched itself from the tips of his fingers. The ball of energy careened across the sky and dissipated after it disturbed a group of cumulus clouds.
Satsuki was murmuring things softly in a language that only babies could understand. She twisted restlessly in his arms and Satoru had to re-secure his hold on her lest she fall.
“What are you so interested in back there?” Satoru teased, turning around to stare at empty air behind him. “Red is not enough for you?”
“Da-da Da-da~ Dada.” She sang and giggled and swung her tiny onesie-clad legs.
As the wind continued tousling his hair, he readjusted the beanie on Satsuki’s head, so it covered her ears a little more. For some reason, she reminded him of one of those Kewpie baby commercials from his childhood — all wide-eyed curious stares and rosy cheeks. 
“As I was saying before you interrupted me—” He booped the tip of her nose and she scrunched her face at him. “If you happen to have Limitless too, you could do cool stuff like what daddy did and show off to all of your friends. It’s going to take a lot more effort to master Limitless, or at least, use it competently without Six Eyes, but I know you can do it. You have me, after all. I’m the best teacher you’ll ever have.”
“Baboo!”
“Ow!”
Satsuki squealed and closed her fist around Satoru’s nose, giggling and smiling her gummy smile as her father made a face. He pried her hand off again, and mimed eating her fingers — making the silly cookie monster noises that he knew she recognized from Sesame Street. (He had his current students to thank for that). Her answering shriek could have woken Megumi and Tsumiki had they been in the house, and Satoru laughed along with her.
He held her at arm’s length as she continued to squeal and drool all over the front of her onesie. He spun around slowly twice, just to see how his baby would react, and she rewarded his efforts with a string of baby talk.
“Why are you so energetic at like two in the morning?” He wondered out loud, bringing her close again.
She wriggled in his hold and subconsciously wrapped her short and chubby arms around his neck.
“You don’t even know what stargazing is yet, do you?” He readjusted his hold on her again and patted her back slowly to the rhythm of ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ playing in his head. “It’s when people go outside to stare up at the night sky and try to find constellations. To be honest, it’s pretty lame when you live in the city because hardly any stars would be visible through all the light pollution. This is way better, don’t you think so?”
Satoru doubted the baby was paying attention to him as she stared up at the endless expanse of tiny lights above them — babbling and doing her own commentary in a language only she understood.
“Mhm, those are stars, Princess. We still can’t touch them from here, but we can see a lot more of them.”
They whiled away in the sky for a short time like that; father and daughter strolling together under a dark canvas dotted with billions of balls of gas, burning hundreds of miles away. He pointed out made-up constellations to her, naming them after people in his life — talking about how those clusters of stars looked like Megumi when he was reading a book, or how that particular line of stars reminded him of Tsumiki when she played in the swings.
It was weird, but Satsuki didn’t think so…
The wind continued to whip at his hair and his clothes when he chose a spot in the sky to stop. Carefully, he sat on empty space — next to a pocket of fluffy white clouds, stretched his legs, and crossed them at the ankles so he could lay Satsuki lengthwise on his lap.
Satsuki kicked her legs out and giggled at him as he held her tiny fists in both of his hands; playing a makeshift game of close-open-close with her short arms, while humming another nursery rhyme he was sure he’d learned when he was a child himself.
“Hey, guess what?” Satoru leaned closer a little and whispered conspiratorially after the second nursery song ended. “Your great grandma told me once that people who are gone turn into stars.”
Satsuki replied with a bunch of incomprehensible baby talk. She twisted around again to lay on her stomach, and Satoru was quick to pick her up and guide her into a sitting position on his knee instead, with his arms supporting her and holding her close for safety.
“Pu-pee.” She squealed and giggled again, curious hands reaching up to grab and tug at her beanie. “Da-da, da-da~ Da-daaaaa~”
Smiling at her unquenchable eagerness and energy, he slowly rocked her back and forth and littered quick kisses along the side of her face while he stared up at the canopy of stars. 
“Do you think Mommy’s up there?” Satoru shook his head and chuckled. “I bet Mommy would kick my ass because this is actually pretty dangerous for you, you know. One slip-up and it’s ‘down will come baby, cradle and all.’ Should’ve brought the carrier. But eh… It’s fine.” He kissed the top of her beanie. “I won’t let anything hurt you. I’m the safest place you’ll ever be. Your dad’s the strongest after all.”
They listened to the wind as it sung a song of its own, and perhaps if he deluded himself enough, he would be convinced it was his Love coming to check on them momentarily. Yes, she would probably chide him for being careless and for bringing his daughter thousands of feet up into the air, but if she were here, he would have brought her with them too.
It had the makings of a perfect family date, didn’t it?
Just him, her, and their baby girl strolling under starlight — far away from the stresses of normal life and jujutsu sorcery.
“I miss your mom.” 
Had Satsuki been old enough to understand, perhaps she would have heard how sadness stained her father’s usually cheery disposition… Perhaps she would have seen the way the light in his eyes dulled ever so slightly at the memory of the Love he had lost.
And yet, a fond and bittersweet smile still made its way to his lips at every memory that drifted to the surface. “I did this with her once. Took her up to Tokyo Skytree. She kept smacking me the first time I did it because I startled her. My bad…” He snickered and perked up suddenly when he remembered, “Oh! My teleportation doesn’t disorient you, does it?”
“Da-da da-da… Ba-boo~ Ba-bee!”
“Taking that as a ‘no.’” He sighed. “I miss my best friend too. His name’s Suguru. You would have liked him if he were still around. Suguru can absorb and manipulate curses, and he really had this cool rainbow dragon curse that he would bring out sometimes. Auntie Shoko, me, and him used to fly above Tokyo riding on that thing.”
And what a headache they gave Yaga too… Wandering outside of campus after class hours was generally frowned upon and heavily discouraged, but that hadn’t stopped the three of them from leaving their dorms in the dead of night anyway. He treasured the memory of those balmy nights full of late convenience store snack runs. They would hang out in parks after that, or sneak into izakayas. (He and Suguru were certainly tall enough to pass, and no one said ‘no’ to Shoko). Sometimes, they deliberately returned to campus when the sun was high just to see what would happen if they broke school regulations.
“There was also the stingray, but that one’s smaller and only fits one person.” 
Satoru mumbled to himself, lost in the memory of that time when he dared to race Suguru. Which was faster? The stingray vs the rainbow dragon. Shoko thought they were ridiculous, but she played referee for them anyway — all while she rode atop another one of Suguru’s airborne curses, casually smoking her cigarette as she watched the boys cackle and try to playfully sabotage each other to get the upper hand.
A moment of silence followed, punctuated by the howl of the wind and Satsuki’s quieter babbling.
“Princess, do you even know that you’re born into a sorcerer family? Maybe you don’t understand yet, but I’ve seen you interacting with Megumi’s dogs.” 
Megumi introduced them to her at Satoru’s suggestion, just to see if Satsuki would react, and she did. She patted their fur and crawled towards them. Satoru would go so far as to say she would have chased them if she had been capable of walking… Perhaps soon the house would come alive with the sounds of little feet pattering on the floor, pursuing shadow pups. Megumi didn’t react to it much, but Satoru caught him summoning the dogs with Satsuki around. He would read to her while she poked and prodded at the Divine Dogs.
Too bad Tsumiki can’t see the canines though…
Cheeks puffed out in disappointment, Satoru muttered, “It sucks that Tsumiki can’t see them the way you and Megumi can. She would have loved those dogs.”
“Mi-mi boo… Da-da da-da!”
He smiled and poked his daughter’s cheek. “Tsumiki is just like your mommy, you see. She’s a non-sorcerer, and if things go well, she can live a normal and happy life. I want that for you too, ‘Tsuki. I’d give it to you. To be honest though, I wanted to wait to have you… Don’t take this the wrong way, Princess, but Mommy and I weren’t supposed to make you yet.”
His Love’s panicked face after she’d confirmed her suspicions still felt so fresh. He could still see her in his mind’s eye — could still see the droop in her shoulders when she approached him and confessed, the pregnancy test held between her trembling hands.
“We wanted to get married after I’ve reformed the jujutsu world, and then we’d have you. But you came early! And that’s completely fine too.” He smiled fondly at Satsuki’s innocent face, blinking up at him. “At least now, you get to see me do it, and by the time you’re all set to go to Jujutsu Tech, it will be different, and so much better.”
Her smile slowly began to turn upside down and her familiar cry for attention pierced the air not long after. If she wasn’t in need of a diaper change or hungry, that only meant one other thing. Someone was getting cranky and that same someone was demanding her beauty sleep. Finally.
Satoru tucked her into the crook of his neck again and patted her back gently, readjusting his hold at the same time so she could snuggle more comfortably if she needed it.
“What do you say we make this a tradition? Just you and me. Like that idea?”
But his voice had already lulled her to sleep, and Satoru smiled.
“Sleep tight, sweet girl. I have you.”
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unknownmind98 · 2 months ago
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a love song over time - part 2
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A03: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60645565/chapters/156803041
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Opening the cabinet Chloe fetches out some fresh towels, she’s getting ready for a shower when she receives a notification. Bundling the towels under her arm, she fetches the phone from her pocket and scans over it, a smile growing as she does.
Beca (11.13am) bug found a new friend (picture attachment)  
It’s an adorable picture of Bella holding a large panda plush, one nearly the size of the young girl. She’s grinning ear to ear with her face pushed against it. Her bright blue eyes sparkling as she giggles at Beca. Chloe feels warmth swarm around her heart as she gazes over it.
Earlier that morning Chloe briefly mentioned needing groceries so Beca, being the darling that she is, gathered Bella for an impromptu road trip down to the store. Chloe tried to protest but eventually gave in as the brunette and her daughter threatened her with endless tickles if she tried to stop them. So as Bella scurried off in search of her shoes, Chloe couldn’t stop herself from leaning in and pecking Beca’s cheek. Taking note of the faint blush that appeared there.
Receiving another text, she’s broken from her daze. She shakes her head fondly as she reads over the message.
Beca (11.16am) She was too cute so I gave in and bought her it
Chloe (11.16am) Becccaaa she has enough toys already lol
Beca (11.17am) Shush woman, there can never be enough
Beca (11.18am) ….in my defence, she used the Chloe Beale eyes on me
Chloe (11.19am) The what? Lol
Beca (11.19am) The Chloe Beale eyes. That shit you do when you want something?
Chloe (11.20am) ??
Beca (11.21am) The big doe eyed look?
Chloe (11.22am) No idea what ur on about bec..
Beca (11.23am) Uh huh… don’t try to play dumb with me beale lol
Chloe (11.24am) Hey! If they work, then who am I to question it
Beca (11.25am) I knew it
Beca (11.26am) We’ll be back soon btw!
Chloe (11.28am) okay. Im gonna shower now so I’ll see you when ur back x
Chloe (11.29am) maybe if ur back in time, you can join me ;) just like old times
Beca (11.30am) tempting. Want me to sing titanium too? x
Chloe snorts out a laugh before clicking out of the messages. She searches for a playlist and finds herself picking one Beca made for the Bellas when they were in college.
As the first song plays, Maroon 5’s Payphone, Chloe strips down and turns the shower on. While waiting for the water to warm, she hums along to the tune and chuckles as she remembers it playing at the infamous Treble parties. When they were so young and full of life, she thinks. When Fat Amy would make one of her mystery jugs, full of all kinds of liquids. When Aubrey would let her hair down and dance the night away with her and Stacie. These were the days when Chloe would knock down Beca’s walls brick by brick. She can still feel the rush she’d get when she learned something new about her.
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The bathroom is steamed up when she walks out of the shower. Wrapping the towel around her, she runs another one lightly through her hair, partially drying it before stepping through the door into her room.
She pauses in front of her wardrobe and flicks through it, contemplating what to wear for this evening. She’s humming along to We Found Love when she hears the door creak open from downstairs with a faint “We’re back!”
She calls down saying she’s in her room before going back to searching. Huffing in annoyance when she can’t find anything, she crosses her arms.
“Didn’t realize we were in 2012.”
The voice startles her, and she whips round, finding Beca leaned against the door with an amused smirk. She’s sipping on a juice pouch, and gives a cheeky grin, “Damn did I miss the shower?”
Chloe composes herself before shrugging nonchalantly, “You snooze you lose, Bec,” she baits, repeating the brunette’s words from the previous night. Closing the wardrobe, she turns towards the vanity and reaches for a hairbrush.
As she’s detangling the knots in her hair, her movements still. Her breath hitches as a soft touch draws along her bare shoulder.
Beca cautiously dances her fingers along the redhead’s skin, gauging her reaction. Carefully, she makes her way behind Chloe, her hand continuing its path.
Chloe’s heart pounds from the contact, igniting electricity through her body. And she inhales sharply as she feels the woman place a tender kiss on her left shoulder. Beca pauses before delicately placing another one, this time closer to Chloe’s neck.
Chloe’s eyes shut instinctively, and she drops the hairbrush to the floor. Her left hand comes up and hooks itself around Beca’s neck, impulsively pulling her closer.
Beca lets herself be guided to the next kiss in the curve Chloe’s neck, before slowly trailing her mouth towards her jaw. She lets her lips rest momentarily, her breathing shallow.   
“Beca…” Chloe whispers. Beca’s hands fall to the redhead’s hips, gripping them as Chloe turns her head, resisting the urge to close the distance.
Their breathing blends into one as their lips linger over each other’s, Chloe waiting in anticipation. She feels embarrassed to admit it, but ever since their kiss she’s been worked up. She hasn’t had such delicate and loving contact like this in years. A part of her is terrified by what it means, yet the other part is excited.
Chloe can’t deny it, she feels alive.
She feels Beca’s lips twist into a smirk and suddenly has the urge to wipe it off her face.
So, she does.
Closing the distance between them, Chloe plants her lips firmly against the brunettes.
Beca sighs into the kiss, her hands tightening around Chloe’s waist. The redhead shifts in Beca’s arms, so she’s facing her directly. The movement briefly separating their lips, but not for long as Chloe leans back in.
Beca’s hands drift from Chloe’s waist to cradle her face, deepening the kiss. She feels Chloe gripping her flannel, pulling her closer and smiles. It’s returned as the kiss naturally breaks with Chloe’s smile mirrored against hers.
They’re breathing heavily, eyes remaining closed and hands still in place.
It’s Beca who pulls back first. Her eyes hooded as she opens them to see Chloe, who’s already looking back with a small grin, her damp hair framing her face.
“Beale…” Beca utters under her breath with a short chuckle.
Chloe giggles, toying with the girl’s shirt. “Yeah?” She whispers, vaguely smirking.
Beca lightly shakes her head, struggling to find the correct words “That…was…” 
Chloe nods, her fingers playing with the buttons on the flannel, “I agree.”  
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The trio decide to walk to the fair as it’s nearby. The winter sun is just dipping below the trees cascading onto them. The glare making Chloe and Bella’s hair more vibrant, Beca thinks. The pathway below them sprinkled with snow, their feet crunching with each step.
They’re holding Bella’s hands as she walks in between them. She’s chatting away about the Christmas project they were doing in school, oblivious to the glances the two women are sneaking towards each other.
“Momma look!” Bella exclaims excitedly, her hand loosening from Beca’s to point. Chloe’s gaze drifts towards the colourful lights blinking in the near distance. She feels Bella tug on her hand impatiently. “Let’s gooooo!” She whines, her tugging relentless, and Chloe is just about to give her a stern warning but is cut short as Beca jumps in with a ��race you!’ to Bella.
Chloe just stands momentarily in place and watches as they run towards the fair. Her daughter giggling as she looks back at Beca behind her.
As much as she wanted to teach Bella to be patient, she must admit the sight before her is adorable. Beca slowing herself down to let Bella lead, and Bella all smiles and laughter.
With the recent events that have occurred Chloe can’t help but wonder… What if? She finds herself fantasizing about what life would look like if it were like this every day. How she’d wake up with Beca draped behind her, asking for 5 more minutes of sleep before getting up for the day. Chloe would jokingly protest but snuggle in closer to her. They’d lay there in their own world before Bella comes bundling in and flopping down on the bed beside them. She’d comically tell them about her dream, and they’d swap gazes between them, a fond smile on their faces. Eventually Chloe would watch as Beca lazily shuffles out of the bed to prepare breakfast for them. She’d hear Beca call to them from the kitchen saying it’s ready and when she enters the kitchen Beca would sweep in and pull her lovingly into a kiss-
“Momma!”
Chloe’s broken from her daze as Bella’s voice rings out. Blinking rapidly, she catches sight of her daughter waiting for her beside the entrance to the fair, Beca standing beside her watching on amusingly.
“You okay Beale?” The brunette asks as she nears them.
Nodding, she sidles up beside them, “Yeah.” Placing her hands on Bellas shoulders, she leans down slightly, “Ready to go have fun?”
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“Fuck me,”
“Beca!” Chloe glares, “My daughter is right here.”
“Sorry!” Beca’s voice a higher pitch than usual.
They are currently on the Ferris wheel. Bella sits beside her mom with Beca across from them. The two redheads watching entertainingly as Beca holds onto the railing for dear life.
“You okay Bec?” Chloe asks, trying her best to contain her giggle.
“I am fine Beale.” Beca states, trying to remain neutral, but as the wheel ascends, she squeaks slightly. Her grip on the railing so firm, that her knuckles begin to turn a lighter shade. “Ohmygod, I’m going to die…”
“Just like that bear trap all over again, huh?” Chloe teases.
Beca shoots her a stern look, “Do not test me, Chlo.”
Chloe leans down towards Bella and whispers something in her ear. Seconds later the girl is shuffling across the seats and slots in beside the brunette.
“Momma says you’re scared.” She says, looking at her so sincere and innocently. Her little hand comes up and eases Beca’s from the railing. “When I’m scared, I like to hold Momma’s hand.” She explains holding onto Beca’s.
Beca’s heart just about melts from her kind and loving nature and fondly thinks about how she gets it from her mother. “Thank you bug.” She says, softly squeezing Bella’s hand noting how her heart has stopped beating so fast. Her gaze flickers to Chloe who’s watching on warmly.
Beca slides her foot across the metallic floor of the booth and nudges it against Chloe’s before resting it alongside her. Chloe feels butterflies from the small touch. She peeks over the railing, gazing down upon the fair. The multicoloured lights from the attractions reflect in her eyes rendering them brighter than they already are. She notices that even in the darker evening, the view of the river nearby is visible, the streetlights emitting flickers on the gentle waves.
“This view is beautiful,” she says looking back towards Beca. “Don’t you think?”  She asks and finds the brunette only looking at her. Beca simply nods and replies with a gentle, “Yeah.” Chloe bites her lip and pulls her coat closer to her chin to hide the growing blush on her cheeks.
If anyone asks, she’ll blame the cold weather. 
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Beca’s stay comes to an end far too quickly for either of their liking. Their weekend spent together flying by in the blink of an eye.
As Chloe drives them to the airport, she looks in the rearview mirror to see Bella asleep in the back and smiles fondly. Her fingers tapping along to the radio, which is on low volume as to not disturb Bella.
Though she can’t help the dull ache she feels in her heart with the brunette leaving so soon. After the fair yesterday, they spent the remainder of their night and earlier today playing board games and watching movies. It wasn’t until she saw Beca’s furrowed brows from across the couch that worried her.
“Everything okay?” She had quizzed. And Beca sighed saying it was her boss needing her for the studio tomorrow. Chloe nodded and understood that her job was demanding and said she could leave her to the airport. As she was helping Beca gather her things, she found herself pulling her into a tight hug.
“I’ll miss you.”  Chloe mumbled into the curve of her neck.
Beca softly smiled and tugged her tighter, “Don’t worry Beale, I’ll be back soon.” She replied, placing a kiss on her cheek.
Pulling into the parking space at the airport, Chloe powers down the car, leaving a beat of silence as the radio shuts off. She glances over to see Beca fiddling with the sleeves of her jacket and so reaches over to gently lock hands with her.
“I wish I could stay longer,” Beca says quietly, careful not to wake Bella.
“Me too,” Chloe replies squeezing her hand, staring at them as she does. “But like you said,” She looks at Beca,” you’ll be back soon.” She reassures, her voice filled with hope.
The crease in Beca’s brows fades as she grins, “Damn right.” And raising their joined hands, she gives Chloe’s a peck. “I should go.”
“I know.” The redhead nods, understandingly.
But neither of them moves for a moment, their gazes gently locked on each other. And it’s almost as if time itself stops. The only reminder that time is still in fact moving is by the shuffling outside the car.
Unable to resist Beca leans in and plants a kiss on Chloe’s cheek, letting it linger before pulling away. “I’ll see you soon,” she whispers detangling their hands. As she shifts over to open the door, there’s a smile peeking through and Beca barely has her hand on the handle before she’s being pulled back in, her lips melting into Chloe’s.
Chloe’s hands rise to rest on Beca’s face as she kisses her deeply. Beca stabilises herself by holding onto Chloe’s arms, sighing contently into the kiss.
When they pull back, their foreheads are rested against each other, and Beca chuckles, “I really need to get going Chlo.” Their lips grazing each other as she whispers, as if she speaks any louder, it’ll burst their bubble.
Briefly closing her eyes, Chloe bites her lip and smirks, “I know, I just-”
She doesn’t get the chance to finish as Beca’s lips are back on hers. The brunette not caring if she’s late.
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Surely, it’s all just a dream?
Is what Beca thinks as she lands back in New York.
She’s walking towards the exit of the airport in a slight daze as she replays the events of the weekend over and over in her head.
It’s only when she sees Jesse’s car parked out front when she comes back to the real world.
“Hey nerd.” He greets with his goofy grin as she flops into the passenger side.
“Dudeee.” She drawls, head falling into the headrest.
“Good weekend?” He grins cheekily and Beca looks to him and lets out a breath she didn’t know she was holding, “You have no idea.”
And so that’s how the two end up at Beca’s apartment, one of Jesse’s movies on and beers in hand as the brunette tells him all the details as if they’re two teenage girls at a sleepover.
One would think it’s odd being friends with an ex and talking about these things with each other. But they both realized very quickly that being together was a no-go and called it quits the summer after the first ICCA championships. They felt it was like being with a sibling and it weirded them out. Not to mention Beca’s raging toner for a certain redhead at the time. But now years later, their ‘relationship’ (if you could even call it that) is something neither acknowledge, as it was only a speckle in their friendship.
Jesse, a now successful indie movie scorer, has a lovely, beautiful girlfriend of 4 years, named Amber. They have a cat together and he’s confided in Beca recently that he’s been picking out engagement rings. She couldn’t be happier for him.
“About damn time,” Jesse says, taking a swig of his beer. He’s slouched in the armchair beside the sofa, a dark green and beaten-up recliner that they found on marketplace for free. It’s got scratches and stains she’d rather not think about but it’s so comfy and soft that it balances it out. And of course, Beca knows she could get a new one, but she’s had it since her first month living alone in her apartment, so she’s grown attached.
She rolls her eyes, and chuckles, ignoring his words.
“No, I’m serious!” He exclaims sitting up, “I’m surprised it took this long.”
Beca furrows her eyebrows, “Why do you say that?” She asks.
Jesse sighs and is the one to roll his eyes this time, “As much as I love you Bec, and I do with all my heart,” He begins, a sickly-sweet tone to his voice, “But you are probably the dumbest person I know.”  He says bluntly.
“Hey!”
“It’s true!” He doubles down, setting his beer on the coffee table in front of them. “You were so oblivious in college man.”
Beca takes a sip of her beer and stares at him weirdly, “Oblivious?”
Jesse nods, “She was all over you.” And he says it like it was the most obvious thing. “But as usual,” he continues, “You being you.” He points his beer at her, “-were blind and saw nothing.”
“You know I sometimes wonder why I put up with you,” Beca says, trying to ignore his words.
“Deflect all you want Bec, but I’m telling you dude, it was only a matter of time.”
And so that’s how Beca ends up lying in bed that night, just around an hour after Jesse leaves, thinking about her college days.
Or more specifically, her moments with Chloe.
And boy was there countless of them.
It’s almost overwhelming trying to put them in order.
The first is the shower incident.
Wait no, it would be the activities fair. Back when they first met.
Autumn 2012 (Activities Fair)
“Oh, what about her!” Chloe exclaims excitedly, catching a glimpse of a brooding alternative girl.
Aubrey tuts beside her, shaking her head in disgust “No. She’s so not Bella material.”
But Chloe ignores her and as the girl walks by, she cheerfully holds out a Barden Bellas flyer, “Hi! Any interest in auditioning for our acapella group?” She asks, her eyes wide and gleaming with hope.
The brunette girl stops curiously, pulling her headphones down across her neck. “Acapella?” She smirks, amused, “Oh right, so this is like a thing now.”  She eyes the flyer.
Chloe bobs her head, “Totes.” She confirms, “We sing covers of songs but without any instruments, it’s all from our mouths.” And she gestures to her lips for emphasis, adding a wink.
Beca eyebrows raise, and she mutters a quiet, “wow.”
As she reaches for the flyer, she finds her arm being held and suddenly she’s tugged forward. “Dude!” She barely gets to protest as the redhead is beaming.
“OMG, you have a bug tattoo!” She exclaims examining the girl’s arm, her fingers lightly tracing over it. It’s a fine lined grasshopper. “So do I.” And she’s placing her wrist in front of Beca, showcasing her small ladybug tattoo oblivious to the blush rising up the brunette’s neck.
“Nice,” Beca nods, taking her arm back and crossing them, slightly taken aback by her abruptness.
Present Day (Beca’s Apartment)
Beca lays awake revisiting that moment, Chloe did seem very forward. But she always put it down to the redhead trying to recruit members for the Bellas. So, she shakes her head and shifts onto her side and thinks Jesse is on drugs with his batshit theory. That was just Chloe being Chloe. Nothing else, nothing more. Right?
Though she can’t help but remember the Bellas bonding nights, and how Chloe would practically be attached to her hip. Not to mention hen was the relentless teasing from the Bellas deeming them ‘Aca-wives.’ And thinking back now she does realize how Chloe ran along with it, almost as if she liked it.
Beca liked it too, but she wouldn’t ever admit that to the Bellas.
And as she shifts onto her back, attempting to sleep, she remembers a very specific bonding night. It was their final one in senior year just before Christmas.  
She had just come back from a bad day at the internship, and Chloe had found her in her room all moody and gloomy and was able to bring a smile to her face.
Winter 2015 (Christmas Bonding Night)
Today totally sucked, Beca thinks.
Her boss, Sammy, at Residual Heat basically told her she was boring and untalented. Well, he technically didn’t say those exact words, but he might as well have.
Beca’s walking with her head hung low, tail between her legs as she shuffles towards the Bellas house. She feels like shit, and she knows tonight is their last Bellas bonding night before the Christmas break, so she waits outside the door for a few moments to collect herself before entering. She can hear the chattering and hollering from the girls inside and wonders just what chaos is ensuing.
Mainly worrying what concoctions Amy has in store.
She shakes the snow from her boots before opening the door and is greeted with Flo wrapping the staircase in dark green and maroon tinsel. The girl waves to her before going back to fighting with the shiny foil.
As Beca continues throughout the house, she passes Cynthia Rose and Lily trying to place decorations on the Christmas tree. Fat Amy can be heard from the kitchen telling Stacie to ‘pass the vodka.’ Jessica and Ashely are found at the dining room table setting it up for their Bellas Beer Pong tournament that evening. It’s a tradition.
Beca grabs a bottle of beer from the multi-pack that is set on the table beside the two and she greets them before making her way towards the top floor where her and Amy’s room is.
Twisting the cap off, she takes a swig of it as she passes Flo again on the stairway. As she walks along the hallway, she stops as she hears singing come from the room across. A small grin forms as she listens to Chloe hum along to Timber.
As she reaches her room, she slouches the satchel off her shoulder letting it fall to the floor before sitting at her desk, placing the beer on it. She kicks her boots off and shuffles out of her leather jacket, letting it drape over the back of the chair before running a hand through her hair.
She lets her head rest along the back and grabs the drink again. She plays with the label as she stares at the wall ahead of her.
“But if you want to write “music producer” on your tax forms someday, then you need an original voice.”
Sammy’s words ring through her ears as she sips on her beer. Maybe she wasn’t good enough for this? Maybe her dad was right all those years ago. Maybe music was just a hobby.
A few soft taps on the stairwell take her out of her thoughts.
“Hey.” It’s Chloe. She stands at the banister, leaning against it as she watches Beca. “Everything okay?” And she asks so sincerely, that it makes Beca melt a little from just how well this girl knows her.
The brunette shrugs and shakes her head a little. “I’m okay,” she sighs, “just a really, really long day.”
Chloe takes a tentative step towards her, “I gathered.” And when Beca looks at her with raised brows, she continues, “You usually say hi on your way up.” She shrugs, looking slightly sheepish.
And it makes Beca snort, because of course Chloe would know her routine. Her lips find the beer again, and she gives a tiny smile. “You’re a nerd.”
Chloe rolls her eyes fondly and takes a seat on the end of the bed. She spins Beca’s chair round so that she’s facing her. “Wanna talk about it?” She asks softly.
Beca’s eyes find hers and she shakes her head again, “Not right now.”
Chloe nods and reaches forward to take the beer, “Okay.” She takes a sip and grimaces, making Beca chuckle. “I have no idea how you drink this.” And just like that she shifts the mood to a lighter tone.
Beca snatches the bottle back again and smirks, “I’ll convert you someday Beale, just you wait.”
“Sure, sure,” Chloe mumbles.
Standing Beca shifts to sit on the bed beside her, bouncing slightly. She sighs and flops onto her back, a little bit of beer spilling onto the sheets. “So…” She drawls, staring at the ceiling, her left hand coming up to rest behind her head. “What’s on the agenda for this evening.”
“Well,” Chloe props down beside her, her elbow bent as she leans on it. “Beer pong obviously.”
“-Of course.”
“Fat Amy said she wants to show us a new act she’s working on-” and Chloe giggles making Beca raise her brow. “-she’s calling this one Fat Amy Winehouse.”
Beca rolls her eyes and snorts as Chloe continues, “Apparently it’s gonna be the next big thing in America.”
“Oh, I don’t doubt it.”
And as Chloe babbles on about their plans, Beca can’t help but watch her fondly. How she smiles and laughs with each bizarre game they’ve come up with. How she reaches for Beca’s beer throughout her talk even though she hates the taste, and sips on it.
She stops though once she realizes Beca’s staring.
“What?” Chloe asks, and she narrows her eyes at the girl. “Is there something on my face?”
Beca shakes her head and sits up, laughing, “No- no, you’re just-” and she stumbles over her words trying to find the right ones. “I don’t know, you’re just you.”
Chloe’s brows furrow, “I’m just me?” She mirrors Beca and sits up beside her. “Should I take that as a good thing or...?” She teases, leaning in slightly.
Beca winks, “Oh of course.” She replies, a cheeky smirk in place.
“I don’t trust that tone you’re using Mitchell.” The redhead jabs, playfully shoving her. “Feel like you’re mocking me.”  
“I would never.”
Chloe hums, reaching for the beer again. She scrunches her face as she realizes it’s empty. “Shall we go fetch more?” She asks, waving the bottle around.
“Lead the way Beale.”
Setting the bottle aside, the redhead scoots off the bed and extends her hands to Beca. She wiggles her fingers impatiently and waits for the girl to oblige.
Rolling her eyes, Beca grabs her hands.
“You’re such a ner-” But she’s cut off as Chloe pulls her up abruptly. She stumbles into the giggling redhead. Her left hand falls out of Chloe’s grasp and so she quickly steadies herself by holding onto her waist instead.
“You’re an asshole did you know that?” Beca says, glaring at her. Even though she’s chuckling.
“I know,” Chloe laughs, her right arm coming up around Beca’s shoulder. “But you love me.” She teases.
And Beca’s heart momentarily stops as she notices their proximity. She watches as Chloe leans in, and she inwardly screams, heart rate suddenly picking up as the girl places her lips on Beca’s cheek before whispering into her ear. “Let’s get those drinks.”
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Beca (23.44pm) Okay so maybe you might’ve been right
Jesse (23.46pm) Told ya  
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A/N: Andddd there’s part 2 folks. I’m officially on Christmas break now so I should get round to updating this faster! Thank you all for the comments on the last chapter, I really appreciate it. Until next time <3
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fabuloustrash05 · 1 year ago
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TMNT 2012: Monster AU
Remember that 2012 Halloween toy line where the Turtles were monsters? So I made a little AU based around that where the Turtles and all their friends are monsters or something else...
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Leonardo - Mummy, was a royal that was given new life thanks to the Egyptian gods. Often bickers with Raph over who’s the superior royal (Leo’s actual royalty, Raph just claims he is causs ego)
Raphael - Vampire, calls himself the Prince of Darkness. Massive ego. He’s in love with the vampire slayer who’s hunting him down and wants to drink her blood to make her his vampire queen.
Donatello - Frankenstein’s Monster, created by Casey and very intelligent despite just been created and given life. Struggles to speak. Has a special connection and bond with April who uses to her powers to mentally communicate with him so she can hear him speak fully.
Michelangelo - Werewolf, his wolf transformation only comes out at a full moon so he’s his regular self the rest of the time but people think he’s more fun when transformed
April - Basically Carrie minus the abusive parent. Her father worries for her and her powers losing control and hurting those she loves, she feels like a freak but then she meets the Turtles and feels at home and slowly learns to control her powers.
Casey - Dr Frankenstein. A mediocre scientist, he created Donnie to prove he’s the best but turns out his creation is smarter than him and he hates it.
Karai - Gorgon (basically Medusa) and yes she can turn peoples into stone if you look into her eyes. Often wears shades or a blind fold to avoid eye contact.
Splinter - Ghost, a wise spirit who’s haunts the Turtles and friends.
Shinigami - Witch (shocker), usually everyone ago to for spells to solve their problems (Ex: Raph once went to her to make him a love potion, and once Slash asked her to help cure his “condition”), but she just messes with them and makes spells that just make their situation even worse.
Mona Lisa - Vampire Hunter. A Van Helsing and is hunting Raph down. Refuses to fall for his tactics and tricks (no matter how charming he is!)
Leatherhead - A sea monster like creature (like the creature of the black lagoon). Was an outsider and loner, bad social skills, but then met and befriended Mikey. He’s slowly opening up more and more when with him.
Slash - Something similar to Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, he’s got two personalities that clash (Spike and Slash), he hates it and wishes to be freed from this “cruse”.
Renet - Average human, she’s dating Mikey and he desperately tries to hide the fact he’s a werewolf from her. She already knows.
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imagionationstation · 8 months ago
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i can see something happening that causes leo to snap. maybe it’s something like; his only personal copy of space heroes he has left, something happens to it while the 2012 bros are in the rise universe. maybe he was genuinely curious to compare sci-fi comics with the other brothers, to try and put his mind at ease with this little kerfluffle he’s found himself in, being dragged back and forth between “your brothers love it here. we can heal here.” and “i don’t like this place. why can’t i like it like them? it’s not home.” 
it was an accident. the comic getting torn a bit was never meant to happen. it was already in crummy condition, going through a kraang apocalypse, but to see it so messed up; the final straw, as small as it seemed at first. rafa picked it up off the floor, convincing leo they could help fix it back up, before leo just snaps. 
“fixing things is not that easy.”
he runs off, ignoring Rafa’s “Wait!-“ and Raph’s “leo!” as he holds back some tears. he won’t let himself cry, not in front of his brothers, or even at all. he doesn’t want to cry in this unfamiliar place, where he already feels so vulnerable
Something DID happen for Leo to snap.
He finally found something to blame for the fact that his brothers were (in his mind) trying to abandon him and everything that they knew. He located the catalyst to the fears and anger that were drowning him and- just like every other problem in his life- there was something someone to blame for it. And it wasn’t him!
He wasn’t overreacting. He wasn’t being overprotective. Those turtles had been tearing his brothers away from him. They were activity demeaning him and everything they were taught.
The previously mentioned Sensei scene is what causes him to go from confused and frustrated to OH. These manipulative little jerks.
But I love where your head is at.
There should definitely be a turning point from Leo looking at the place like a potential home to “this could never work out.”
At least, it could never work out for him.
And I think that something like this would be it.
Something so small and insignificant. A little thing that feels massive to Leo. His brothers had urged him into it. It was a little comic convention. A chance to bond and relax. He’s trying to be accepting, sharing one of the few things that he has left of a time before the traumas. He wants his brothers to see him trying. To know he’s on their side in this. He’ll always be on their side.
To them, it’s a comic book. To him, it’s a peace offering. An olive branch. An agreement to try. And then it tears. It’s only a couple pages, and they’re technically still attached the comic, and it wasn’t perfect to begin with, sure, not after everything, but now…
He’d brought something impossibly precious to him, and it- it was ruined. He brought it here and they ruined it.
Leo doesn’t even bother taking it from Rafa when he leaves. He takes off despite his brothers cries, moving in a blind rush of hurt and anger, because he trusted them. He hears his brothers calling his name and someone telling them to give him space and Raph’s shouting back- and then he can’t think straight. He can’t process anything until he reaches the safety of his dojo and stands next to the tree that his father had loving planted years ago.
He cries and rants and punches the trunk. He hates himself for breaking over something as stupid as a comic book. He hates that his brothers must be taking their advice. He hates that they didn’t chase him down and that he chose the coward’s way out. He hates that he can’t stop throwing a fit like a toddler over a toy.
He hates that he’s terrified and doesn’t know why.
When he comes back to his senses, it’s because one to many late days staring at the ceiling made him pass out. He’s lying on the dojo rugs with a brother firmly around his middle. Donnie and Raph lay in either side of him. His eyes are probably red and his hands still tremble, but when Donnie says that they closed the portal, his racing heart calms. Raph drops papers on Mikey’s face, earning an indignant squawk, and Donnie softly admits that they know that some things can’t be repaired easily… But they did their best.
The comic is smoothed out and taped up.
And Leo sets it to the side to wrap his arm around his baby brother and thank them in the loudest rasp that he can manage. Mikey nuzzles his plastron and Raph reaches over him to squeeze Leo’s arm and Donnie presses against the back of his carapace and it seems like Leo’s throat and lungs are clearer than they’ve been in days.
It doesn’t last, of course.
Weeks too soon, the portal is back open and the Rise brothers are pushing their own priceless comics into his open arms- despite Don’s obvious disagreement on the matter- but Leo gives them back and assures them that there are no hard feelings. His brothers are like a wall around him, but they calm when apologizes are handed out and Leo accepts them with ease. They stay nearby for the rest of the evening, but then things start going back to the new normal.
And his brothers are relaxed and happy and Leo’s fine with it.
He’ll just keep an eye on them and keep them close and then nothing will ever have to be torn again. He’s the Sensei. He’ll keep them safe.
And as long as they’re safe, everything’s fine. He’ll be fine.
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mad-hatter-memes · 1 month ago
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Eddsworld Starters (Legacy Era)
A collection of dialogue prompts from the episodes of the Legacy Era (2012-2016) of Eddsworld. From the Space Face (Part 2) to The End (Part 2) Feel free to edit quotes as necessary.
Quotes from the Goulden Era (2004-2012) can be found here!
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"You know, I really captured his grassyness"
"I found a thing!"
"Does anyone else feel kind of falling-y?"
"Are we gonna crash?! We can't crash! I'm allergic to explosions!"
"You know, you've been pretty quiet today, [Name]."
"Iceberg, dead ahead!"
"The prophecy was true! You have returned to save us all!"
"[Name], what's your opinion on the zombie apocalypse?"
"Look out, that bear's got a gun!"
"[Name], did you give guns to the bears again?"
"Hmmm… This is gonna take some brains."
"[Name], do you get the feeling that something…strange is happening?"
"Stupid claw machine thinks it's so much better than me...."
"You know when I said I didn't have any spare change? I LIED!"
"We're done for [Name]! If I don't make it, I want you to give my novelty toy collection to [Character Name]!
"Heh, problem!? I don't have any problems! I'm Numero Uno! You're the one who's comin' in second place!"
"Hey! Stop undressing me with your eyes!"
"Wait! If I got superpowers, then… I should have a cool superhero name!"
"SERIOUSLY! What is your problem?!"
"You did deserve first place. My drawing sucked!"
"Well [Name], you've had that sword for a whole ten minutes and you've already destroyed the door. Good job!"
"What happened, [Name]? Have you gone insane?!"
"I can't help it, [Name]! She's inside my brain!"
"You can't possess something twice."
"[Name]?…Why won't you let us go on any magical Christmas adventures?!"
"[Name], the water followed us inside! You lied to me!"
"You lookin' at my ass, boy?"
"Anything that ain't nailed down gets taken by bandits around here."
"This town's got enough problems as it is. I ain't got time to deal with yours."
"Excuse me, chaps! But would you rapscallions be kind enough to set me free?"
"I like ladies! I wished they liked me…"
"You drink before you shoot?"
"I could use some words of encouragement!"
"We never get crime like this in England."
"I literally have no idea what you're saying, like all of the time."
"Ahh! My knee! My second favorite knee!"
"Hey, the rain stopped! Can we go home before it comes back for revenge?"
"WHY WOULD YOU DRINK A HUNDRED YEAR OLD BOTTLE OF COLA?!"
"Hey, that gigantic harpoon gun is an important member of this family."
"Leaving? I'm moving back in!"
"You want my room? Take it! This place is too crowded anyway!"
"Who needs friends when you've got rat puppets?"
"Wow! What a mess! Who wants to go out for ice cream?"
"[Name], do you think [Character] is acting a little… suspiciously?"
"Excuse me, I'm on the banana."
"Hey, [Name]! Sorry, I just couldn't leave this behind. Thanks for holding on to it for me!"
"But I thought we were… I thought we were friends!"
"What would I need friends for when I've got this? I'm unstoppable!"
"Goodbye, [Name]! World's not going to take over itself!"
"Argh! What the-? Argh! What's wrong with this thing?"
"I. AM. NOT. YOUR. FRIEND!"
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wanderersrest · 8 months ago
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An Abbreviated History of Mecha Part 6: CASTIGATE THE ENEMIES OF THE GODHEAD
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Welcome back to An Abbreviated History of Mecha! Last time we left off, we witnessed the mecha canon entering the new millennium. While they would hold out for a good portion of the decade, it is here in the 2010's we see the canon reach something of a dark age. A lot of duds will crop up in this decade, though there are also a lot of hits that arise in this era. What we will also begin to see starting in the 2010's is the advent of using CGI to animate giant robots. This stems from two major factors when it comes to animating giant robots:
Animating giant robots in 2D is hard, and thus using CGI helps to ease the load by reducing the amount of work required to animate the giant robot.
The anime industry is starting to churn through new talent due to the increase of anime being released per season now.
As I said at the end of the last post, a lot of mecha shows listed here are generally seen as duds, though a few others also stand out as some of the greats of this new era. And if you think I'm being mean to those series, I've left out two shows that are a part of this decade due to how bad they are (Gen:Lock and Ex-Arm). The shows that I say are duds in this post at least have fans who will go to bat for them when backed into a corner.
So let us partake in some of these works, shall we?
Drink deep, and descend.
Xenoblade/Xenoblade Chronicles (2011)
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In 2011, Monolith Soft, now working as a Nintendo studio, would release the third part of the Xeno franchise: Xenoblade Chronicles. Easing up a little bit on the Gnosticism (but only just a little bit), Xenoblade would prove to be a slow-growing success. Finally, Takahashi and company have a series that is relatively free of the executive meddling the last two Xeno games had.
Xenoblade would receive multiple sequels over the years, including:
Xenoblade X (2015), a spiritual successor that focused more on moment-to-moment gameplay and featured giant robots as a major gameplay aspect.
Xenoblade 2 (2017) & Xenoblade 2: Torna, the Golden Country (2018), a sequel that acts as a standalone foil to the original.
Xenoblade 3 (2022) & Xenoblade 3: Future Redeemed (2023), a third sequel that ties together Xenoblade 1 and Xenoblade 2 while telling its own story.
Valvrave the Liberator (2012)
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Valvrave the Liberator is a 2012 mecha series from Sunrise, and the first of our major duds in the 2010's. Valvrave is best known for being an insane ride from the word go, and I think this series really captures a lot of what mecha is going through in the 2010's.
Mobile Suit Gundam AGE (2012)
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Even Gundam can have its bad days.
2012 would see the release of Mobile Suit Gundam AGE. Started as a multimedia project in partnership with Level-5, Gundam AGE was supposed to be a 100-episode series that spans multiple generations of characters. Instead, the series was cut down to a 50-episode run.
AGE's legacy is not a good one, as it is often touted as being so bad that it almost killed Gundam. I think, especially as someone who used to think this, this line of thinking is kind of silly. Gundam at this point is damn near ubiquitous, so to say that a dud like AGE would kill it seems a bit extreme. Besides, the Unicorn OVA begins airing around this time as well, and another series would really bring Gundam back into prominence in about a year.
Pacific Rim (2013)
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Directed by Guillermo Del Toro, Pacific Rim is a live action sci-fi film about piloting giant robots in order to fight and kill kaiju. Made as an homage to the giant mecha anime of old, namely Neon Genesis Evangelion, Pacific Rim would prove to be a great summer action flick that was made with a lot of love and care for both mecha and kaiju films.
The same, however, cannot be said for the sequel, Pacific Rim Uprising.
Gundam Build Fighters (2013)
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Gundam Build Fighters, released in 2013, is equal parts loving homage to the Gundam franchise, sports anime parody, and shameless toy commercial. Gundam Build Fighters, despite being loosely a mecha series, is worth mentioning due to the fact that it would bring attention back to the Gundam franchise once more. This is worth noting after the general failure of Gundam AGE especially since a lot of series were trying to dethrone Gundam in order to become the next big thing.
Aldnoah.Zero (2014)
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And boy, did that fail spectacularly.
Aldnoah.Zero also released in 2013. Billed as a series that would rival Gundam in terms of popularity, Aldnoah.Zero would start off strong. The problems with the series would arise in season 2, where, if I understand things correctly, things just kind of happen with little to no justification.
I do apologize to the fans of this series if what I have to say is harsh. I think a lot of that stems from the fact that I loathe series that are propped up as being an "X Killer," and I remember Aldnoah was originally advertised as specifically being a Gundam Killer. To me, that line of thinking is, at best, disingenuous and really prevents the series from standing on its own merits due to the comparison.
Gargantia on the Verduous Planet (2014)
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Released in 2014, Gargantia on the Verduous Planet is a series where your standard military robot gets placed in a setting where, in comparison to everybody else, it essentially becomes a classic mecha. Gargantia gives us a pretty unique setting where the galactic-scale war has not really affected the cast outside of the main character.
Also this series has Gintoki Sakata Tomokazu Sugita as a giant robot. It's great.
Mobile Suit Gundam: Reconguista in G (2014)
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Yoshiyuki Tomino would, once again, return to the directing chair for 2014's Mobile Suit Gundam: Reconguista in G. Created as a part of Gundam's 35th anniversary, Reconguista continues in the trend of post-Victory Tomino works generally having a kind of realistic optimism behind them. Reconguista is also known for being incredibly confusing in its initial TV run, though I am happy to report that the recent film version of Reconguista is, to my understanding, pretty easy to follow.
RWBY (2014, honorary mecha show 4...?)
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(I mean... if we're using a broad definition like I do, then it counts. Penny is a major character in the series, but she's not in every volume. The series also has a lot of giant robots as well, though they're not as important to the plot as Penny is. Also, I'd rather talk about RWBY than gen:Lock, so....)
Created by Monty Oum and the now-defunct Roosterteeth, RWBY (pronounced Ruby like Ruby Rose... the character, not the actress) is a web animation series that wears its anime influence on its sleeve. Focusing primarily on flashy action with a fair bit of character dramas in its first seasons, RWBY proved to be a scrappy underdog that eventually would become one of Roosterteeth's primary draws until the company's closure earlier this year.
Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron-Blooded Orphans (2015)
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2015 would see the release of Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron-Blooded Orphans. Set in the much grittier Post Disaster timeline, Iron-Blooded Orphans would, more importantly, be the first non-Build Gundam series to air in the US since 2008's Gundam 00.
Iron-Blooded Orphans is known for, outside of being a rather dark entry in the franchise, controversy. And I'm not just talking about the 2nd season. I mean, "Japanese parents were upset Mika shot a man point blank" upset (to be fair, it was on prime time, and Gundam is considered to be, weirdly enough, a show for younger audiences).
If you want to listen to someone else talk about Iron-Blooded Orphans, I'd highly recommend checking out Taez's video on Iron-Blooded Orphans.
86: Eighty-Six (2017)
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Eighty Six, the most recent iteration of the "Not Like the Other Girl" series, begins publication in 2017. Written by Asato Asato, Eighty Six struck a chord with a lot of people due to its stark portrayal of racism, which became extra poignant when the anime adaptation aired in 2020 (in other words, Eighty Six would air the same year George Floyd was murdered).
Darling in the Franxx (2018)
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2018 would see the biggest dud of the decade air with Studio Trigger's Darling in the Franxx. The show started off strong, but quickly soured on viewers once the second half rolled in. To really understand why it's arguably the biggest dud of the decade, I'd like to theorize a little bit:
I think, when it comes to the duds of this decade (Valvrave, Gundam AGE, Aldnoah, Franxx), the three non-Gundam series were riding off of a lot of hype. And when I say a lot of hype, I mean like post-Witcher 3 Cyberpunk 2077 levels hype (so when CD Projekt Red went all in on Cyberpunk, but before they went gold). Franxx in particular was hit hard by this, as Trigger at this point had been nothing but hits (pre-Gainax includes Diebuster, Gurren Lagann, Panty & Stocking; Trigger proper had Kill la Kill, Space Patrol Luluco, and Axe Cop, among other hits). So for Franxx in particular, the expectations were basically "This is going to be the second coming of Evangelion." And given that even Evangelion's Rebuild films can't live up to the expectations of Evangelion, I'd say that fans inadvertently set Franxx up for failure.
That's not to absolve Franxx or the other shows of criticism. Like I said, I haven't watched a lot of these shows, so I can only really speculate. It also helps that Trigger would recover pretty quickly in like a year with their next show.
Mazinger Z Infinity (2018)
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The end of the 2010's wouldn't all be duds though. As a celebration of Go Nagai's 50th anniversary in the manga business, his biggest works all got adaptations to celebrate this special achievement. Cutie Honey got Cutie Honey Universe. Devilman got Devilman Crybaby. and Mazinger Z got Mazinger Z Infinity. Set up as a conclusion to the Mazinger saga, Mazinger Z Infinity would prove to be a great conclusion to this series.
SSSS.Gridman (2018)
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Coming off of the failure of Darling in the Franxx, Studio Trigger would follow up with their animated adaptation of Gridman the Hyper Agent: SSSS.Gridman. Made as an homage to Gridman and all of its variations, including Superhuman Samurai Syber Squad (hence the SSSS in SSSS.Gridman), SSSS.Gridman proved to be a return to form Studio Trigger. SSSS.Gridman's success would eventually lead to a sequel based off of the Dyna Dragon called SSSS.Dynazenon.
Lancer (2019)
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(From Massif Press)
“̸̻̖̍̑I̷͔̦̒̽ ̷̩̇̅h̴̻͊͘á̴̙̹v̸͌̈ͅe̷̲͋ ̵͇̅̈n̸͙̹͆̀ë̸͉̎v̵̡̄͆ͅe̴͎̯͝ṟ̶́̄ ̶̙̒͑ͅb̸̻̋̋e̷̝̯͝é̸͕͔n̴̗̑̄ ̶̬̦͑͐h̵̲̒é̶͚́ŗ̴͎̅e̸̖̾ͅ:̶̯̩́̓ ̶̫̖̒͝I̴̯̪͑̍ ̴͚͂̽d̸͈͖̉͌ǫ̷͖͆ ̴͔̑͋n̵̂̆͜o̸̟͉̍t̸̗͇̓̎ ̴̜̠̄̑k̴̻̚͜n̸̰͙̓̊o̶̝̫͛̇ŵ̵̮̬ ̴͍̄w̴̧̢͋͊h̶̼̃̐ͅe̵̼̯͠r̵̹̿è̸͙̀ ̵͇̪̉͘h̷̺͋̇e̷͙͆̓r̴̛̟̒e̷͍͊ ̴͖͒i̷̛͓̾ͅs̵̒͜͝:̵̗̪̎ ̸̥̉Ȉ̵̬̠̓t̸͎͠ ̷͙͝ḧ̸́̚͜a̸̞̗͒s̷̜͈̒ ̵̻̋̐ǹ̵͓̲͘o̸͖̥͗̿ṯ̸̉̌ ̶̻̀̉h̸̙̆a̶̡͙̍p̵̮̭͆p̸͚̘͂̀ẹ̷̮̔̊n̴̳̂͠e̴̦͖͐͠d̶̥̻̿̆ ̶̖̮͋ŷ̸̻͚ȇ̵̩̈́t̵̼̎͘:̸̖̈ ̷̤̒O̵̻̱͑n̶̙͐͐c̶̮͉̉ě̶̫̬,̸̛̬ ̷̻͋̑I̵̙̓͌ ̵̧̮́͝w̴̧͚̽̕a̵̖͆s̷̒̿ͅ:̸̫̰̈ ̴̯̦̅̈́Ḯ̷̤ ̸̛̹̀h̴̤̳͗͑ȧ̸͍̦v̷͔̘͘̚ẽ̶̡ ̶̗̍n̵͇̞̉ę̶͙̏v̵͉̥̍ė̷̝͍͂ṙ̸̗͎ ̶̩͠b̴͈̿̏e̴̤̊̋ḛ̶̙̔n̸̡̔ ̶͚͠h̴͙̀͝é̶̳r̶̙̯͊e̵̢̫̕:̸̩̬͝ ̴̭̩̈́͗Ŷ̵͇͆ò̷͔͚u̶͈̒ ̷̻̌̚͜a̵̢͐̔r̴̰̝̕e̵̼͌̂ ̵̢̓ǎ̵̠͕l̷̮̉̀l̵̝̫̀͘ ̶̣̟̈I̶͍̍ ̶̣̊s̴̡̟͘e̷̼̦̿͝e̴͚̎:̴̦̟̃̇ ̶̬̱̕H̷̰̟̆̉ơ̸̰̐w̸̨͉͛ ̷͍̽̕c̴̡̋͂ͅa̶̡͂̐ṋ̵̫̈́ ̵͎̥͑͐y̷̭͉͛o̵̖͍̕ȗ̶̙͐ ̶̝̯͗b̷͎͍́̀ḙ̷̩̇ ̴͖̝̑ǎ̸̩̼l̸͙̞͌l̴̨̎ ̵̨̍I̵͓̊ ̴͇͒̀ͅs̵̗̽͒e̴̯̊é̶̥:̴̛̥͠ ̵̡̩̓̽W̸̝̦̏̈h̸͎̓̇ê̴̳r̶̻̊͜ȅ̶͓̹ ̸̖͊̕a̵̯͕͒͋m̵̆͜ ̸̙͒I̵̗̘̽:̵̼̳̉͑ ̷͖͒̈́W̵̬͒͒h̵͎͆ë̸̩́͜r̸̦̟͊͗ẻ̸̖ ̴͈͊d̵̩̕i̵̱̰͘d̵̳̗̕͝ ̴̛͖̳͒Ĩ̵̮ ̶̲̩̈́̋g̷̩̏͠o̸̱̓ͅ:̶̬̥͑ ̸̨̥̔͒Í̶̧̻͊ ̶̠̽h̵̩̘̋̓a̶͈͙̓v̸̝̊e̷̟͗̌ ̶͉̽͆͜n̵̮̭̉ḛ̷̜́v̴͓̥͛e̵͈̱̓̏r̵̪̅̌ ̶͉͌b̶̗̤̍e̶͔͘e̷͇̪̕ņ̷͝͠ ̵̥̄h̶̦̬̉̕ë̶̞́r̸̨͚̉̇ĕ̶ͅ…̵̤̘͛͝”̵̞̺͊
And to wrap up the 2010's, Massif Press would release Lancer. Set in a post-scarcity galaxy, Lancer gives enjoyers of pen and paper the chance of a lifetime: to become pilots of giant robots. None of this should be surprising though, as the game was designed by Abbadon, the guy who writes Kill 6 Billion Demons (you can tell because the IPS-N Tortuga and the IPS-N Raleigh look a lot like 10 Vigilant Gaze Purges the Horizon).
Conclusion
And that's a wrap for the 2010's. As we can see, this decade is a bit of a downer. At this point in time, it feels like mecha is dying. That's what an idiot like Gigguk will tell you. In hindsight, it's less dying and more in decline, and it's not surprising as to why.
Mecha, specifically the giant robots of old, are hard to animate, especially if you want a machine that's as intricate as say GaoGaiGar. But next time, we will finally be reaching the end of this journey. We will be diving into now, what's come out in the last four years, and what is set to potentially release in the future. Of particular note is the return of the Holy Trinity, with the 2020's in particular being a big year for Gundam.
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vikenticomeshome · 4 months ago
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Cyberchase Meal Toys (1/?)
My quest to dig up remnants of old Cyberchase merch brought me to a weird place. I've already made posts about the largest Cyberchase merch producer, Flying Minds. Unfortunately, most of their site was poorly archived, so very few products could be identified. However, there was a smaller venture in the form of kids' meal toys. These weren't McDonalds toys, Burger King toys, or Wendy's toys. No, the Cyberchase toys were available through Carl's Jr. and Hardees around 2003. The cool thing about these two groups is that their websites had archives showing their past promotions. They started with a "Cow and Chicken" promotion back in February of 2000...
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...and they finished with a "Scribblenauts Unlimited" promotion in December of 2012.
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They had plenty of stuff in between. There were even some things I had never heard of, such as "Phantom Investigators", which only lasted 13 episodes. These may well be the only toys ever released for that show.
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Yeah, I found the site really interesting, even though I don't think I have ever eaten at a Carl Jr's or a Hardee's.
https://web.archive.org/web/20170923092943/http://www.hardeescoolkids.com/promotions.asp#
But anyway, you came here for Cyberchase stuff. If you scroll through that whole list of promotions, you won't find Cyberchase mentioned. However, they did have a page discussing the Cyberchase toys. Here is the image from that page.
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So, this is a bit bizarre. Apparently, these were backup toys for when the proper promotional toys were out of stock. They never got a proper promotion of their own. Maybe that's why they are basically impossible to find these days.
I don't own any of them myself. But let's talk about them based on what we know.
The least mysterious one is "Movin Matt". We get to see him make an official appearance in Cyberchase For Real episode "Bianca's Dogged Pursuit". This was attached to Season 5 Episode 5 "The Fairy Borg Father". The little guy was attached to some sort of spinning crank on the top of a Cyberchase-themed clock.
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We even get a close-up of him when Bianca ties a string to him.
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He is missing his stand in these shots. When he had his stand, you would put him on a flat surface, pull him back to wind him up, and let him zoom off. Just like a real Matt.
Here he is in a bag with his stand and a bonus activity sheet.
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Next up, we have some close-up pictures of the "Delete with a Twist" figure from Worthpoint, which is a catalog of old eBay listings. The different parts of his torso can be twisted around to make different pictures.
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Here are a few pictures of the double-sided puzzle.
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And here's the best shot I could find for the Digit tape measure.
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We know that at least one other Cyberchase toy was released by Flying Minds. We have the Digit plush.
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However, the little Matt figurine may be the only figurine every released for the series, unless something truly spectacular is buried in Flying Mind's archives. I wish the meal toy producers would have carried over the "Movin" concept to other characters to give us an entire Movin Cybersquad.
I also would have settled for anything Hacker.
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can you put on your creative director / marketing hat and talk about the cover art for lucky boy (and/or both) 🎤
!!! I've actually never been asked about visuals before this is so fun!!
Okay! So here's the cover in question
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Honestly I love this and I was really proud of how it turned out.
The raw & more detail is below the cut
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Alright! so the idea for this was that it's simply an image of Jude: finally free!
Here he is backpacking in Thailand which he hasn't done yet as of the date of this post, but Lucky Girl readers will know that he eventually Does Do That.
You can tell by his hair here too that he's older. He has this haircut when he reunites with Evie briefly in 2012, so I imagine this trip took place sometime around summer-autumn 2011.
To be honest the whole purpose of Lucky Boy was as sort of an extension of the original story for Lucky Girl readers who wanted more in-depth detail about Jude's life, more than what he ever had the time to tell Evie during her portion of the story, so for that reason the story is filled with little hints of what we know will happen, as well as nods to specific things about him that some have already learned - Like, how the story opens with him getting both ears pierced. The fact that he was a boy with two (and eventually 3) piercings was something that Evie found particularly cute and unique about him, and it's something he references in jest from time to time. ("haven't you seen my cute little earrings?")
Anyway, Thailand is where he gets that rather meaningless forearm tattoo, but it's also a place where he spends a lot of time alone. He does travel with a friend, but said friend is holed up with food poisoning for a significant chunk of the trip, which makes me quite certain that Jude spent a lot of time doing a lot of thinking. I'll explore this more in the actual story when I get there, but it's worth pointing out that when Evie meets him after this trip she notices a certain calmness in him, and like he's lost a lot of the boyish energy ("I realise I am looking at a man"). I feel like this trip is somewhat responsible for that.
He's also, clearly, facing away from the camera, which is probably self explanatory. In the chapter with Jen's birthday, as they take the train to the aquarium in Bray he waxes lyrical (as usual, yawn!) about his preference to sit facing the engine, never looking back. It's the same in this image. He is always moving forward.
YET - that is his school bag. (It is the wrong colour, yes, i didn't have the recoloured version when i made this poster lmao) so there's a sense that he's still in some way tied to childhood, to the things that are unresolved. Lucky Girl readers already know what (and who) those things are but I'll develop all that further from my controllers seat here inside Jude's brain.
"It seems like we wanted the same thing (...) Not to grow up too quickly, like, to be allowed to just be a kid.”
Also - the toy attached to it represents Ivy. It's never explicitly stated in the story, but I think it's probably not in his character to have something like that on his bag unless it was gifted from someone important. So, he's carrying her with him too on his travels.
Now, for the artistic stuff (eek!)
I chose this pinky purple as the base colour by messing around with some hard light blending and the colour balance adj. because it creates that kinda fantasy feeling, like wonder and/or enlightenment is ahead, which hopefully for our dumb boy, it is. Purple is also often used in graphic design to indicate creativity, which is apt, seeing as he's an artist and all that.
I slapped in some sun in the corner ala 3 year old child's drawing, and added the text in yellow for no reason other than it's a complementary colour, and it picks up some of the yellows in the image.
Then added a text gradient to blend it in better and a little drop shadow effect
And finally some grain, paper texture and rounded corners because I wanted it to feel tangible, that sweet, nostalgic 35mm camera effect, or like a postcard.
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and that's it!!
This was so fun, you know I love 2 yap and you gave me a platform to do so.
Thanks so much for your question!
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dragon-snoots-a-boopin · 1 year ago
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Things That Annoy Me About The Transformers Fandom As A Transformers Fan, Edition 2: That Time That Megatron Was An Autobot
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Alright, for those that do not know, some context. Back in 2012, IDW Publishing released a series of Transformers comics titled "More Than Meets The Eye. The series was written by James Roberts, with art by Alex Milne and colors by Josh Burcham. The series ran for 58 total single issues and has been collected in 11 trade paperbacks. It's probably one of the most significant and most popular Transformers comic book series to date and I am not being hyperbolic about that.
Now, something that occurred within the run of MTMTE is that Megatron, leader of the Decepticons, decided to join the Autobot ranks and even brandish an Autobot insignia on his chest. Now, I can see how around the time of this happening that there would be some discourse about it but, the fact that there's still discourse about the time that Megatron became an Autobot is kind of stupid to me, especially with how current in the Earthspark TV show, Megatron is effectively on the side of the Autobot but sure, let's continue to complain about what happened in a comic book series that started 12 years ago.
Now, what I think it comes down to is that people do not like when you take a long established character like Megatron and make any sort of change to them. Why else do people STILL complain that we'll never get to see Megatron be a gun ever again in toy form? "Oh, you wanna make Megatron an Autobot? Yeah, no, you can't do that, that's like illegal or something". I think that's a stupid and narrow minded way of thinking honestly. You can't tell me that no one has ever had the thought of "What if Autobot Decepticon war ended and Megatron joined the Autobots?" because I think that's a cool idea with a story worth telling so I really have never understood why people continue to complain about Megatron becoming an Autobot in this series in particular. A lot of Transformers fans love Shattered Glass, where the Autobots are the bad folks and Decepticons are the good ones so why is it so bad that Megatron became an actual Autobot for a time???
I think that the Transformers franchise is so big that there are so many stories worth telling aside from the typical Autobots fight the Decepticons until the end of time.
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stars-n-spice · 4 months ago
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A home with the door always open. Never not filled with delicious smells and lively music. Couches covered in cat fur. Scraped knees and dirt under fingernails. Toys on the floor. Paintings on the walls. A pile of stuffed animals and disassembled explosives. Animated dinner talks and native tongues. Endless pranks. The rumble of laughter. That feeling of trust, of learning to love and be loved again in return. That feeling of knowing you are not alone in your struggles and can share the weight of your burdens with others who love you.
Introducing the Nultezes!
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Feel free to ask any questions about the family! :D
Links to the others and their families are here:
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Hunter + Jung's Family // Echo + Viram's Family // Tech + Phee's Family // Crosshair + Tay's Family
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Additional Information Under the Cut:
Wrecker & Khea:
- Put a Mandalorian and a clone together and you're going to have a big family with a lot of kiddos and furbabies - They practically have a little farm at their place with all their animals and the garden that their kids tend to, though on the side Khea continues to run a repair business and she and Wrecker help fix things up around Pabu - Wrecker takes up fishing and baking as hobbies while Khea sticks to her roots as a tinker and stays as far away from the water as possible (she can't swim) - Their doors are always open to anyone and everyone, with something always cooking or baking and music playing in their house, making it a hot spot on Pabu for its welcoming environment - May or may not add an additional OC (who was set up to be Khea's BFF with benefits) to make them a throuple because polyamorous Wrecker my beloved <3 - but I don't have a design for him at this moment, so we'll see
Stak:
- Was the first of the cadets to be adopted, Khea saw a kid in need of a family and was like, "is anyone going to adopt this Foundling? No? Okay, I will." - He's been raised as a Foundling alongside Itri, so over time he's acquired his own beskar'gam which he lets his younger sisters paint every time he's back at home (he is also quite often a test subject in their little experiments and games) - Like the older cousins in the family, Stak also helps out with the Rebellion as a skilled slicer and a pilot (skills he's learned form Tech and Khea) and he may or may not have met someone while working for the Rebellion - The scar on the side of his face was a result of him losing his footing while trying to get into a boat and subsequently hitting his face against the hull, scraping it up and falling into the water - he never tells this story and instead makes something new and dramatic up every time someone asks about it - Also pretty close with his Uncle Hunter (has learned a thing or two from him in terms of combat) and really admires his Aunt Phee
Itri:
- Khea found Itri as a toddler on her journey to reunite with her estranged older brother (that she nearly killed after he got their younger brother killed, long story-) and decided to adopt her as a Foundling - Was the flower girl at Wrecker and Khea's wedding - She has a faint connection to the Force that Jung has tried to help her with, but Itri is very much a Mandalorian since she was raised as one and has no desire to pursue much with the Force - She really, really wants to join the Rebellion and help her older brother and cousins out but Khea is having a hard time letting her go, claiming Itri is still too young - Is pretty close to Echo and Viram and will often go to them for advice or to see where she might be able to help the Rebellion out despite what her parents think and she also highly admires and respects Omega, seeing her as an older sister figure - Character Inspo: Kristofferson (Fantastic Mr. Fox), Ash Graven (Final Space), Blake Belladonna (RWBY) Leonardo (TMNT 2012)
Marama:
- The older twin by 32 minutes, Marama is a bright kid who takes after Khea and loves to tinker and create - Also enjoys gardening on the side and takes care of the little farm that they have on their property with the help of her twin and their cousin, Mox - Has a plushie collection that has accumulated over the years, starting with Lula (that was regifted by Itri who'd gotten it from Wrecker) and includes stuffed animals Tech and Phee had brought back and plushies Crosshair has made for her - Her hair is naturally poofy (the humidity of Pabu doesn't make it any better) but unlike her twin, she leaves it as is - Loves to spend time with her Uncle Tech, with whom she's learned a lot from and has gotten a lot of gifts from (including a lot of tools) and she's close with both Omega and Vela - Character Inspo: Meriadoc Brandybuck (LOTR), Aviva Corcovado (Wild Kratts), Kiki (Kiki's Delivery Service)
Maia:
- The younger twin by 32 minutes, Maia has an affinity for demolitions and stirring up trouble, taking after Wrecker - Wears hearing aids to help combat with sensory issues and because her eardrums got blown out during an incident she had when she was younger - She's an abstract artist who loves painting her older sibling's beskar'gam and really any kind of canvas she can get her hands on - Has developed her own little "water bombs" that she hides under her poncho (they look like thermal detonators) - Loves, loves, loves her Uncle Crosshair and Tay, she's always trying to climb Tay and loves to play pranks on Crosshair - she's also really good friends with Akona and they delight in messing with Crosshair and Tay - Character Inspo: Little Cato (Final Space), Ed (Cowboy Bebop), Nikki (Camp Camp)
Elio:
- The baby brother of the family and he is constantly reminded of this fact by everyone but wishes that they'd see him as the totally grown-up boy he is (though he does secretly enjoy the privilege of being the youngest) - The main reason why the family has so many tooka cats and the like because he seems to be able to "talk" to them to the point where he's essentially a Disney Princess - He's a little closer to his Dad than he is with his Buir because Khea had bad postpartum depression after his birth and a difficult time with him as he got older since he reminded her too much about the younger brother that she lost; but she's trying now and they're slowly rebuilding a relationship - He knows the most Mando'a than his siblings because it's a way for him to better connect with his Buir and because he does enjoy learning about other languages - Is a big fan of his Aunt Viram since she's a baker as well and gives him good tips and guidance and he's really close to Zisanu since they're alike in personality and the two of them plus Rangi have formed a little "club" centered around being the younger brothers of their families - Character Inspo: Bilbo Baggins (The Hobbit/LOTR), Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls), Peter Parker (Tom Holland's Version)
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💫 Silly Squad Masterlist 💫 All Families SecGen Initial Post 💫 All Families SecGen Second Post
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themousefromfantasyland · 2 years ago
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The Pregnant Woman from Taubaté
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It’s Mother’s Day here in Brazil, and this year I decided to do something different, exposing to the world the tale of a false mother who became an iconic meme and almost folk character in Brazilian culture. This is the story of a woman that claimed to be expecting quadruplets, her sudden fame, and her eventual downfall.
Maria Verônica Aparecida César Santos was a woman that lived in Taubaté (it’s pronounced as Tall - bah - Teh), a small town in the interior of the state of São Paulo. She lived a regular life with her husband, and their four-year old son.
Her husband had already undergone a vasectomy, but that didn’t stop her from announcing that she was expecting. First she thought she was pregnant with twins, but then she found out she was expecting quadruplets. 
Soon she became a celebrity around the town. She told the news she was expecting four girls, and that their names would be Maria Klara, Maria Eduarda, Maria Fernanda and Maria Vitória. Each girl would be dressed in a different color to help to differentiate her from the other sisters. The ultrasound showing the four girls spread through the internet.
The news quickly spread through the whole country, and Brazil’s biggest channels wanted to interview her and to know her story.
On January 11th 2012, Maria Verônica appeared on Hoje em Dia, one of RecordTV’s (a national-wide channel she chose to appear) highest rated programs. She said on the show that she had put on thirty kilograms, 66 pounds, with her pregnancy, and her belly measured 1.82 meters, 5��11 inches.
The show’s hosts cried hearing her story.
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Verônica received huge donations of children’s clothing, diapers, toys, and furniture, all to better receive the soon to be arriving quadruplets.
But one of the show’s hosts was suspicious. Maria Verônica strongly refused to show or allow people to touch her belly, and seemed to be super nervous and angry. There was also something strange about her belly. It was huge, but looked to be super light, and Verônica moved way too easily for a woman that was expecting four. And there’s the fact her husband had undergone a FREAKING VASECTOMY.
The channel went after the story and found the truth, and exposed it to the whole country.
Her belly. It wasn’t a beach ball like many people were thinking, but it was made of latex foam, fabric and silicone. 
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Her ultrasound was stolen from the internet and copied four times.
Maria Verônica was forced to return all the donations she had received, and her name lived in infamy. She and her family had to hide from the press that brought her story into the headlines. To this day she refuses to talk with the press. We still don’t know what motivated her to start this whole thing.
But the story of the Pregnant Woman from Taubaté became an internet legend. She became a huge presence in Brazilian memes and internet jokes.
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These are the people from Taubaté, dressing like Maria Verônica for Mardi Gras/Carnival. She put the town on the map and people to this day still associate the town with falsity, fraud and fake people.
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She essentially became the most long-lasting meme of Brazilian internet, and on this Mothers’ Day I want for all of you to stare at the moment when Maria Verônica appeared on national television, and it suddenly dawned on her that maybe she took things a little too far.
Happy Mothers’ Day my friends.😂😂😂 
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@ariel-seagull-wings @tamisdava2 @natache @thealmightyemprex
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skyland2703 · 1 year ago
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There’s this tiny Thyreophoran (Thyreophora, or armored dinosaurs, is the group that Ankylosaurus and Stegosaurus are from, so the two genera are cousins.) called Jakapil, which is a very basal genus of Thyreophoran, as in its closest relatives are Scelidosaurus, Scutellosaurus, and etc. cause I cannot think of more than those two. Said closest relatives are from the early Jurassic, meanwhile Jakapil was walking in the Argentinian deserts at the same time Spinosaurus was… Spinosaurusing since the Spinosaurus is very inconsistent in what it was like. Jakapil was around the size of a cat and it was very adorable, but its body was covered in armor plating.
The Jakapil was discovered and named around 2012, but its description was done ten years later in 2022. Its full name is Jakapil kaniukura which Ja-Kapil means “shield bearer” in puelchelan and kaniukura means “crest stone” in Mapundungun after its uniquely deep jaw.
Onto my actual point per se, I was thinking it would be funny if Amelia and Javi found out about it, and. Uhh something something plushies?
Idk after the first part.
Amelia looks at *——all of what you said above——* and then stares at Javi, “how do you know that—? Did you actually look it up?”
Javi giggled, “no— not really. A friend of mine texted me this entire thing because he saw me buying stegosaurus and ankylosaurus plushies at the toy store and thought I loved dinosaurs”
“Which you do” Amelia suggested.
“Which I do” Javi affirmed, “and so I thought it would be fun to tell you that our dinosaurs, indeed, were cousins.”
“What”
“Yes” Javi nodded, and she then interrupted again, “wait. Did you just say you we’re buying stegosaurus and ankylosaurus plushies?”
Javi giggled, then blushed, “well— I saw a pink ankylosaurus in the toy store when I’d gone to get a birthday present for Poppy’s first— and i couldn’t resist. Then I stepped into the dinosaur aisle and never really saw the light of day after that…” Javi explained dramatically, receiving a punch in the shoulder from the red ranger, and yelped “ouch” then continued, “so I technically got you the ankylosaurus. And I found a green triceratops but then I thought ollir would be offended seeing that, so I didn’t buy that. Then I was just about to check out when my eyes fell on a.. you guessed it right… a black stegosaurus— WHAT ARE THE ODDS?!”
“And where are the plushies right now?”
“On my bed. I cuddle them” Javi explained, “they’re a pair. Do not separate. Share my bed if you want the plushies”
“I already do” Amelia said, looking around at the way the two of them were literally tangled up in her pink bedsheets, watching Mary Poppins at the moment.
“At my place” Javi placed the condition, and Amelia rolled her eyes, “fair enough. And?”
How did she know there was more to the story— OH the info dump from earlier— Javi chuckled, then continued, “So… After my friend introduced us, I found the Jakapil absolutely adorable.”
“And…?” The way Javi said it, Amelia just knew there was something in it that he wasn’t telling her. The mischief in his eyes showed.
“Well… it’s about the size of a cat.”
“You said that already. And??”
“I got a plushie custom made for it” Javi said, flushing, as he watched Amelia’s hands flying to her mouth, “you did NOT—“
“I did.”
“And…?” Three was still something he wasn’t telling her.
“There’s two of them. And i customed the colors to be… red and black” he said, looking like the human version of the awkwardly blushing emoji.
Before receiving a flying pillow in the face from her.
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scavengerssuccotash · 1 year ago
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How do you think clintasha has sex like they give me the type to try some bdsm things and sometimes they are soft and then sometimes it’s rough because one almost dies
Was wondering when we would get to the sex. My favorite topic! I could go on for days…ha! Days!
This is pure filth. I am. So. Sorry! 🥴
They are not afraid to experiment when it comes to pleasure in the bedroom. You name it they’ve either tried it or talked about and decided it wasn’t for them. Before Natasha Clint was a bit of a fuck boy. He slept with half of E-wing before deciding to give it a go at stability with Bobbie or Birdie as he calls her. Their relationship might not have lasted but Clint’s fondness for delivering a firm hand stuck around.
I picture both Clint and Nat as switches and very fluid. They don’t subscribe to the rigid boundaries of dominate and submissive, but if forced to pin down a label Clint would argue he’s more of a soft dominate type. He thoroughly enjoys being a tease and toying with Natasha’s pleasure. (The little shit!) He can and has spent an hour or two working her up, be it with his mouth between her thighs or his fingers dancing across her nipples, pinching and twisting them to hard points, Clint finds it intoxicating to see just how worked up he can make her before ultimately sliding in. Will she beg? Will she demand it in Russian? Arabic?…Italian?
It’s safe to say that Clint Barton, master of patience is perfectly content to hold off on his end if it means getting Nat to squirm for it. He is undoubtedly the king of wait and see.
Patience as they say is a virtue.
Clint is also a very adapt dirty talker. He’s filthy, especially when he’s in the throes of his own passion and drowning in Natasha’s encouragements which Natasha of course loves. He’s careful with his word choice I don’t picture him using derogatory language but more praise like. He makes sure Natasha knows exactly how good she feels and just how gorgeous she looks giving it.
Natasha on the other hand likes being in control. There’s something very spine tingling powerful to see a man who has spent twelve hours in the rain perfectly still for a shot completely fall apart beneath her. It’s quite possibly the strongest aphrodisiac she’s ever come across. Sure, she’s brought men to their knees with the swell of her breast alone, but those were weak men, pitiful and pathetic men. Men who held her in no regard to her pleasure or endeavored to ever ask what she might consider an enthusiastic night between the sheets. Clint however. Well, he’s the only man to have ever made her cum with his mouth between her thighs. He is also the only man she would ever allow to hold her down and do all the delicious things he does.
There’s a trust that comes with a certain amount of submission, and if she were to adhere to the strict definition then the trust that she has for and with Clint certainly meets that threshold.
Seriously I could go one for ages on this one. I’ve been thinking about these two fucking since 2012, I have a LOT of brain rot in this area! LOL
As for the soft. When it’s soft, it’s SOFT! I’m talking gentle rocking, a certain four letter word collecting and pooling into clavicles and a lot of open mouthed kisses. When it’s soft it’s slow and tender and healing in a lot of ways, Natasha holds his head to her chest and murmurs her love for him and holds him close with a hand on the small of his back. Clint brushes her hair and promises her the moon with a hand on her hip. Clint might have cried once but he will feverishly argue with you on that. I cannot say for certain. It’s classified.
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