#tides answers

[blocky-tides]

erm hi can i get fitpac 17 🧍

17 - ribs by lorde

fit stared as pac giggled, champagne-drunk, in his arms as he rambled on about a topic fit tuned out. to busy staring at the pretty pink flush that clung onto pac's cheeks, the way his dark-brown eyes sparkled gold in the firelight, the soft curve of his happy smile.

he could here with pac in his arms for the rest of his life and be content. love him for the rest of his life.

he shuffled pac's body to be closer to his. legs wrapped around each other, chests pressed together. pulling his head to nestle in the small of fit's throat. slowing raking his hand through pac's hair to lull him to sleep.

they fell asleep like that, intertwined with each other. sharing warmth and slow kisses. hands wrapped around their hearts ready to be buried into the others chest. one body, two hearts.

they woke up harshly to pointy elbows and sharp knees as their children climbed over them to settle in the middle of their warmth. smiling and giggling to themselves, happy with the outcome.

[hoshizoralone]

metroid and halo having a fun beach adventure

[triona-tribblescore]

this au is spinning round my head like a microwave

p1 / Next

[carpsoup]

heyy im bored does anyone have questions about or for my iterators

these are the three i have shown here before but i do have more

Sings Of Tides, has/had an above average control of its regions water management

Winding Pathways, a living labyrinth and art statement

and Set In Stone/ Written In Stars/ As Sure As The Sky, an iterator focused on meteoritics

[canisalbus]

I know you get a lot of messages like this, but I want you to know that your Vasco and Machete art means a lot to me. It's hard to describe, but the hardships, trauma, and downfalls they go through combined with the love, recovery, and second chances really touch me, and every time you post new art of them I get so absolutely beyond excited. I especially love it when you post art of Machete before things went south in the clergy. The recent arts with the robes or with the chicken? send help

Thank you so much for your kind words ;-;

It does mean a lot to me to hear that people think so fondly of my dogs, and that the art I make of them manages to brighten someone's day! It motivates and inspires me more than you realize.

[annemarieyeretzian]

anyway noshir dalal’s decision to play calm and coolly detached rajan as still so completely and helplessly in love with elsie is going to kill me outright. his love for her slipping through the same cracks as his grief and his rage. “then for her sake, you keep a lookout.” “I heard elsie cry. I go there as fast as I can.” “I’m going to hold her.” “I’m so sorry, little bird,” “I will not leave you.” “my darling,” “I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.” “I certainly won’t leave her alone.” what if I lost my whole entire godsdamned mind,

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

Do the merboys understand the whole... tickle thing? Or do they just stare and wonder why YN is laughing so much at certain touches-?

Eh. They understand in their own way. They practiced it as pups even though they didn't quite know what it was, all they knew was it felt funny and made them make silly noises. As hatchlings and pups they did it not only as means of playing, but also learning to protect the more vulnerable areas of their bodies.

The mers didn't know there was a human word for it until observing humans engaging in such activities, mostly parents and their offspring. As a result, they see it as a kind of game humans play.

Which is unfortunate for Y/N because of their size differences.

[hitwiththetmnt]

Captions:Hey-TD! Donnie from Cabin 11! Have you found any wildlife, rocks, or have any water samples?

@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

Some good ol wildlife, dragons and starfish

@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

Cabin #7 (7Wonders of the Turtleverse)

[cipher-the-sidhe]

Hi! I just went through your entire WtTK AU and I have a (potentially sad) question :D

Has baby Eclipse ever accidentally hurt Y/N? Cause I noticed he's got some pretty big claws, and kids (especially young ones!) don't tend to have very good control of their strength and coordination when they're little

*grabbing you and shaking you*

Thank you for liking my au and for engaging! I love these fish a normal amount!!!!! As for your question~

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The first time it happens, Eclipse is too young to realize what he’s done. Tiny baby teeth are still sharp enough to pierce and tear, and when he mindlessly mouths at you a little too hard Moon is the first to notice the blood at your shoulder where your baby nestles his face. Sun is a mess of anxiety over the realization that your little guppy has teeth and claws sharp enough to hurt his mama now, and no will yet to prevent it. The bites don’t leave a visible scar, but the boys never forget.

It happens again, of course. Many times. Little nicks of careless baby claws and eager baby teeth. Nothing serious, and your mers are diligent in teaching Eclipse to be careful with his mama and her delicate body. Sun maybe goes to far with it really, and for a while your little boy handles you like you’re made of glass. Eventually you ease the anxiety he develops over hurting you into a more reasonable level of caution, but he’s always very careful.

But even the most careful, cautious people slip sometimes, and Eclipse is just a boy after all…

He hadn’t meant to. He swore up and down around hiccuping sobs over and over again how he hadn’t meant to and how he’s so so sorry. You coo and shush him, one hand pressed down firmly to stem the bleeding from your calf, and the other holding onto his hand (so much bigger than yours already, and covered in your blood) even as he tries to pull away.

“Clip, sweetie, look at me. I’m ok. It’s going to be ok. It was an accident. I’m not mad. It’s ok.” You talk to him as gently as you can, holding him as close as he‘ll let you. For a moment you resent how big he’s gotten so fast. Eleven years old and he’s already taller than you.

Moon doesn’t take it well, of course. Sun takes it worse. They get your injuries cleaned and stitched up, and they end up healing into four pale pink scars just a few inches above the first scratches Moon gave you on your ankle years and years ago. Eclipse doesn’t speak almost at all for weeks. He stays with Moon most of the time, and his nocturnal father uses the time to share whatever wisdom he earned from his own time as a sharp and dangerous creature on how to be gentle. Your son keeps his hands entirely to himself for that time, accepting hugs but not returning them. Your heart hurts far worse than your leg. Sun stays by your side while the other two are away, and his son won’t meet his eyes for days either.

Things get better. They heal, they scar, the marks fade and leave behind lessons for all four of you. Eclipse grows into a frighteningly deliberate predator, and those claws and teeth never do any harm that they don’t fully mean to do by the time he’s mature. Certainly after that, though he causes his fair share of carnage, he never hurts you.

[boinday]

I am so normal about the way they interact what do you mean

[blocky-tides]

despite my best attempts at making a "normal" drabble request for you, I only know how to do "Dealer's choice" style SO i humbly ask that you write smth based off one of your favourite purgatory and/or life series moments you don't see talked about much (if you have one, or alt prompt: focusing on a fav character you haven't written much!!)

the dark oak forest, as in the name, was dark and grim underneath the canopy even though the sun shined brightly.

ren watched the forest eagerly, sword ready in hand waiting for any mobs or any opportunistic red names that could be lurking ready to kill lizzie.

"ren, my bravest knight! come down, i have something to show you." lizzie called out.

ren looked down from his tower to look at lizzie, she kept her hands behind her back.

curiosity piqued, he quickly scrambled down the tower to where lizzie stood.

"a gift for the old dog? oh you shouldn't have! what is it?" ren excitedly said, trying to look over lizzie's shoulder for an hint.

lizzie laughed, taking a skip back, "no looking! you're going to spoil the surprise! close your eyes then i'll show you"

reluctantly with a few grumbles ren closed his eyes, hands outstretched to receive the gift. something soft brushed the palms of his hands, when he opened his eyes he was greeted with a pink flower crown.

"for your service." lizzie smiled, the sun shining brightly through her hair like the pink flowers she had just given him.

"thank you, m'lady! i shall treasure this gift till the day i die and past then!" ren smiled back at her, overjoyed that finally he could protect someone.

[shlubbyart]

what do tide and crash do during big runs? do they actually happen in their area of inkopolis?

curious since one just ended lol

I don't know about Big Run specifically, but I imagine their Salmon Run shifts look something like this:

[monsieur-neuvillette]

[ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ] : sender drapes a coat / cape / etc. around receiver's shoulders & [ 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : receiver is hugging a coat / cape / etc. that belongs to the sender.

[ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ] : sender drapes a coat / cape / etc. around receiver's shoulders. / [ 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : receiver is hugging a coat / cape / etc. that belongs to the sender.

This was one of those few days where Neuvillette was left quite tired after work, curled up on the bed, face pressed into his partners pillow, half asleep…

But not asleep enough to not react when he heard the door open to the bedroom, stirring slightly as the soft footsteps of his husband hit his ears…

Then he felt the warmth and weight of the coat that usually sat around Wriothesleys shoulders being pulled over his frame.

That almost immediately began him purring, beginning to stir and turning to wrap his arms around it, pulling it close to his chest as one eye peeked open to admire his beloved, snuggling into the coat and savoring the fresh scent on it.

“Hello love…”

[tswwwit]

I really really like the sequence of Dipper dealing with the backlash from the sleep curse in both povs. Bill seemed to think his mind was gone, but Dipper clearly was aware of not only what was going on, but dealing with it pretty well. Is backlash just a waiting game or does it depend the person? Does Dipper ever tell Bill what exactly was happening in his head? How different would it be for someone else?

Fantastic question! It depends both on the person, and on the curse that was cast/broken, and on how much power was used.

Think of it like a rubber band. Tension holds it in place. A curse wrapped around someone else could snap back on the caster if it was still connected to them, or done poorly. The more tension/power, the harder it hits. The nature of the backlash depends on the initial setup!

Most curse casters will get smacked around a bit if their stuff is broken - but there are also ways to tie up the person/people without having it come back to bite you in the ass as much. Nobody wants a 'shrivel up and die' curse coming back to instantly mummify them, after all.

In the sleep curse in Faking It, Dipper had no idea what he was doing, and didn't do it well. When his curse got broken, it was extra bad. He didn't have any set up to mitigate it, and the sheer volume of people affected and energy it used made it pretty huge. And it was mind magic, so inevitably, the return involved minds.

To paraphrase a line from Hating It: 'Washed away on the tide of a thousand minds'. ALL the dreaming thoughts from the town rushed right over Dipper like a literal flood. Another person's brain would have been swept away and bashed against the rocks until they were a fine paste.

Dipper has reasonable self-awareness, so he was more adept than average. Bill told him what would happen, so he was considerably more prepared than average.

Still, all of that might not have been enough! it was A Lot of magic and brainpower smacking him around.

Luckily, Dipper also happens to be clever. Between Bill's prep and his own knowledge, he knew what to look for. He grabbed onto every handhold he could find, then found the Single Solid Rock in the middle of the flood and clung to it. That Nobody Else Knew About Bill. The one true thing that only HE knew, and let him weather the storm. Albeit considerably waterlogged and needing time to dry out.

Dipper's not gonna discuss it with Bill; he doesn't like to think about it. But I imagine Bill susses it out eventually!

[canisalbus]

i was having a really horrible day and was about to break down and then i saw one of your dog posts and it genuinely made me feel so much better, thank you for that lol /gen

love the doomed gay dogs

Awh ;_; I'm honestly really happy to hear it brightened your day! I hope you're feeling better now.

[whatwooshkai]

"Red, you gotta tighten your grip, you're goin’ to lose it like that!" High Tide orders, smacking Heatwave on the back of the helm. With one hand he grabs the rod Heatwave's holding, forcing it into a different position.

Heatwave grumbles something unintelligible and High Tide hums, moving on to inspect whatever Chase and Boulder are doing.

High Tide's correction actually makes holding the rod more comfortable, but it's not like Heatwave's about to admit that, especially not to him. High Tide's ego cannot get any bigger.

"Green!" High Tide shouts, and starts adjusting the rod in Boulder's hands, who's shooting pleading glances at Heatwave.

"I think I preferred the derogatory nicknames to this," Blades mutters from beside him, flicking Heatwave with one of his rotors.

"WHAT WAS THAT, CREAMSICLE?!" High Tide shouts and Blades flinches, shoulders shooting up to his audials.

"Nothing!" he shouts back, voice box crackling with nervous static. Confident High Tide's not looking at him anymore, Blades turns to Heatwave and flicks him with his rotor again.

"I think I got something!" Boulder suddenly shouts, backpedaling as they yank on the rod, which is bending probably more than it can handle.

"'Atta bot!" High Tide shouts, running up beside Chase to help Boulder pull on the rod. "That's gonna be a big one!"

Heatwave doesn't move, his tanks suddenly cramping. Blades grabs onto him, dropping his rod, which High Tide notices, of course.

"ORANGE!" he shouts, suddenly letting go of Boulder. "Grab that damn rod! Don't be losin' my equipment now-!"

"Sorry!" Blades shouts, scrambling for the rod, and Chase lets go of Boulder to turn on High Tide, presumably to either chastise him or wait for orders, depends on how the mech feels, usually.

There's a sudden lurch of the boat and Boulder's rod bends faster than any of them can react, and soon there's no more Boulder, but rather a green blur that speeds off the side of the boat and into the water.

Heatwave doesn't even think about it. He dives into the water.

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"Are both of you nuts?!" High Tide snarls, shouting over their fans at full blast. He piles more towels on their shoulders, then quickly checks the temperature of the hot energon he gave them.

"Primus almightly," High Tide mumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and his thumb. "We're lucky none of y'all have sea-based alt modes, y'all sink like rocks."

Heatwave's tanks give a sudden lurch at that and he flinches, leading to all three of his rescue bots leaning closer.

He doesn't know what happened. He's done water rescues before, hell, he's saved Boulder from the water before.

But he'd jumped in and his vision had gone black. And for a moment, he was someone else. And then he was himself, again, but different, heavier, that damn feeling of phantom kibble-

It makes him wonder about the actual nature of his power. Can he see the future? Into other universes?

Nothing makes sense.

"I think that's enough for today," High Tide mumbles, rubbing both Boulder and Heatwave's helms. "I'd better take y'all home before Prime gets on my aft again."

Heatwave sighs heavily, leaning against Boulder again. There's a fleeting thought in his processor, that maybe he should avoid water for the foreseeable future.

But that's ridiculous. What kind of firetruck doesn't like water?