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scarrletmoon · 7 months

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okay i know the Discourse™️ has been going on for way too long at this point, but

i think some people outside of the OFMD fandom don’t actually get why we’re particularly annoying about this show

OFMD is not the first queer show to ever exist. if anything, it's a late entry in decades of queer media. over a year and a half since the first few episodes aired, everyone knows that OFMD is queer. that doesn't make it particularly special

but back in March? this is the trailer that dropped in February of 2022, 2 weeks before the premier. if you're used to seeing queer chemistry in shows that aren't intended to be queer, you might see the hints between Ed and Stede here. but to most people? it's just a silly little pirate comedy. just guys being dudes. the trailer doesn't even hint at the other 2 canonical queer relationships in the show -- the closest it gets suggesting romance is the music and the pink in the poster

so when people watched this show in March 2022, they went into it expecting subtext and nothing else. to them, it was like watching Sherlock or Supernatural or Merlin in the 2010s. if you were in any of those fandoms -- especially Sherlock and Supernatural -- you know what it was like; constant jokes at our expense, being mocked for creating explicit fanwork, made fun of by the creators and within the show itself. if we saw queer subtext, that was our problem. this was a time when you pretended NOT to be in fandom, for fear of ridicule. we kept our fanwork to ourselves, we DID NOT share it with the cast, and we accepted that our favourite ships would probably never be canon. maybe one day, if we were lucky, we'd have a show where the subtext wasn't mockery as much as deliberate foreshadowing -- but that had to be YEARS away

right?

OFMD was never billed as a queer show, not in the beginning. there was no LGBTQ+ tag on (HBO) Max, it wasn't on anyone's list of upcoming queer shows in 2022, it flew under the radar through most of its first season. this was a show about pirates, and sure, some of them were queer. but not the LEADS. if you think they're romantically involved, that's must be fandom brain poisoning

except the 9th episode aired, and they kissed. and the show said "you're not crazy for thinking they have chemistry because they really do. it's been a romance this whole time". and in the 10th episode, Stede realizes that he's in love

(not mandating you watch this clip if you don't care for the show, but there's something that feels particularly earth shattering about no one saying the word gay but knowing that Stede's realizing he is, that it's completely unambiguous and explicit in a way that only straight romances are usually allowed to be)

this is why people freaked out about this show. no one knew. even the creator, David Jenkins, was surprised when WE were surprised that it was gay for real -- he set out to write a love story, using all the tried and true beats of a rom com. he'd never even heard of the term queerbaiting. he looked at historical Blackbeard and Stede Bonnet and thought "oh, there's something here" and just...wrote that, with very little fanfare, like it was inevitable. like it was obvious. of course Jim and Pam end up together. of course Buttercup and Westley end up together. what kind of disappointing ending would it be if You've Got Mail ended with the main characters just going their separate ways?

so of course Ed and Stede are in love

look, i get it. we're annoying and won't shut the fuck up about this show that seems mediocre at best. i watched the whole thing back in march, thought "huh, that was cool" and was sure that i'd forget about it in a few days

an hour after looking at fanart on twitter, i was lost in the fucking sauce

there's just so much to unpack from a mere 10 episodes. it covers racism, toxic masculinity, gender expression, sexuality, trauma and abuse. and i don't think we should overlook the fact that the non-white characters in this show get to be fully human in a way i haven't seen in my favourite shows in recent memory

additionally, most OFMD are 25 or older. we're not people who've been spoiled by queer rep, who don't get how hard it used to be, how you'd have to grovel for scraps, how shipping and fanfiction was a way to find queer rep where we thought there never would be. we've been here. we're annoying about this show because for a lot of us, it's the first time we've been treated like our queerness isn't an anomaly that needs to be relegated to its own section, that needs to be praised for the bare minimum of acknowledging that we exist. it's not pulling punches to avoid scaring away a straight audience. it just is.

OFMD for me is like when i watched Black Panther for the first time and realized that this is what white people felt all the time. have there been other black superhero movies? of course! does Disney fucking suck? BOY does it. but that was the first time i got to sit in a movie theater and watch a mainstream film that looked at Africa and said "look at how beautiful you are, exactly as you are"

and idk. i think that's really cool

#scarrlet rambles #ofmd #cant wait for all 5 notes on this post #and dont be fucking mean i'm not trying to start shit #anon is off btw if you want to try that #we're going to have a productive conversation or none at all we're adults here #for some reason tumblr didn't save my links and stuff THANKS TUMBLR #anyway the typo version is floating around now i guess 🥲

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mewtwo24 · 2 months

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Not to be That Guy but like.

Am I the only one that can't stop thinking about how Tianlang-Jun says about Luo Binghe that he pretends to be cold-hearted like his mother. The hint of fondness there, the heartache in that utterance.

Like it drives me absolutely insane. Imagining her putting on a front of strength, cold and driven and unrelenting. Why does TLJ say that about her. Did she secretly look for solutions that meant reconciling with demons instead of hurting them when her sect wasn't looking? (I wonder this because I feel like his weird fondness for SQQ would lowkey track if it's connected to the woman he once loved.) Did he mean that she was tasked with basically assassinating him and she fell in love with him instead (re: failed step one)? Did he mean that she was fond and doting in her own way (e.g. conceding he was attractive, paying for his exploits and humoring him)? Did he mean that, like LBH, she thought that power would be the thing to protect her--and that it was disguising a person who was deeply and privately wounded? All four????? I don't need sleep I need a n s w e r s

Did she know about the Huanhua Palace Master's skeevy ass intentions before she met TLJ? Or did those only come to significant light after she fell in love with TLJ? Is that why she never anticipated that level of betrayal, because initially she had no intention of being with anyone romantically? And HHPM just assumed she would be under his thumb forever?? Was she furious at her own indiscretion or did she try to use the pregnancy as a bargaining chip, a way to try to stop the immortals of Cang Qiong Mountain from attacking TLJ (plus the bonus of marriage entrapment no takesies backsies this is where LBH gets it from)? Did she try to use that claim on her to dissuade HHPM from his covetous advances, framing herself as tainted so that she could finally escape? Did she dream of a life by TLJ's side, far away from Cang Qiong Mountain?

Like. Literally every single permutation of what this could mean guts me to hell. Do you ever just cry about tianxi because I--[loud bawling noises]

#svsss #tianxi #tianlang jun #su xiyan #like this shit keeps me awake at night #i'm trying to put fic ideas together and every time i go back to that line i just #find myself trying to parse and hone out su xiyan's mannerisms/personality #zzl's descriptions help a great deal but i also love that they're limited in the sense that #1. zzl was clearly scared shitless of/disconcerted with her LMFAO #2. he was suspicious of her (as a cultivator fundamentally) and its fascinating that TLJ did not seem to share this suspicion at all #or one could argue tlj just didn't care beyond his attraction and glee being around her jkahglfdskjhsfkhjg #there is also the hilarious implication that part of what turned tlj on so much about sx is the fact that she could prbly kill him #tlj really said 'i love a woman who can and WILL kick my ass'#'none of that soft power seduction shit manhandle me or nothing'#like he always believed deep down--or at the very least wanted to believe--that she loved both him and lbh dearly #i'm not usually the fix-it fic type but the Way I Need To See Su Xiyan Destroy Huanhua Palace Master's Entire Life.#i just want sx and her boytoy to live happily ever after is that so wrong?#i also think of that person (im so sorry tumblr user i dont rmr who u are at the minute) that said there had to be trust between tlj and sx #because YES. ABSOLUTELY. I AGREE. AND I WANT IT FOR ME #don't mind me just the usual descent into madness anytime i think too hard about svsss #i need to outline damn you airplane and your refusal to expand on LBH's juicy ass backstory #ill never forgive the chinese (joke)

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attleboy · 2 months

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Why do u draw?

oooooooo [rubs hands together] a fun one that probably isn't that deep but i'm going to take way too seriously!

so the short answer is fun, but i can never just say one sentence and be done with it soooo i elaborated and wrote a whole essay below. sorry not sorry

anyway if you didn't want my origin story no shame in that, it's not gonna be on the quiz, just keep scrolling :P

to cover all my bases let me start from the beginning and work my way forward...

i think pretty much all kids draw at least a little just because they can, but the thing that really inspired me to take art seriously was the great abundance of cat animations on youtube in the early 2010s... warrior cats amvs mostly, but also artists like bani the kitty and splashkittyartist! you can really see these inspirations in my early digital art hehehe (see below by attle b. age 8)

from then until about age 14 art was just... my thing? i did it pretty much everyday, probably couldn't have imagined life without it... i think back then my motivations were more inline with your typical social media artist motivations... get better, be seen, and maybe make a career out of it? never made it that far though because ehhhh life has different plans i guess

i fell into an art slump in the middle of high school for a variety of personal reasons i won't get into, and as such i had to give up my dreams of creating art as a job

as sad as that was in the moment, it forced me to change my outlook on the whole ordeal in a way that i think was ultimately healthier for me.

that brought me to where i am now! since i have no goals beyond keeping at it as a hobby, i do it simply because i enjoy the process, the product, and i feel like it lets me connect with my interests in a way i otherwise couldn't.

it's a fun way to express love for the things i care about, and while i still enjoy honing my skills i don't feel the same pressure to be perfect that i used to which is really freeing!!

so in that sense it's intrinsic motivation that makes me draw what i draw... however, the amount of art i put out and the polish i give it is definitely motivated by the eyes i have on me... while i'd still be drawing the same things if no one was watching, i would not be putting nearly as much effort into it, nor would i be doing it as regularly, so i do thank you guys for keeping me on track there <3

that's it i think? i could get into the philosophy of it, but i'll spare you that... okay thank you for letting me yap!!! ^-^

#of course while i mainly do art for myself i have been considering commissions #bc i also enjoy seeing other people's original creations and ideas and working with those!!#it still fits into my reasons for making art because in those cases i feel it's almost a love letter to art and creativity itself #like art fight was pretty much the only time of year i actually rendered art during that aforementioned art slump #and ik it wasn't to get art for ME bc i made filler ocs for it i didn't give a shit about with the sole intent of giving people options LOL #but i also don't think i could do it for free anymore? not with my lack of time and the amount of people who could potentially want it #BUT none of that MATTERS if i can't get off my ASS and make an info sheet and a paypal and figure out prices and UGH!!! business stuff :(#me chat.#ask response #long post

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on-wednesdays-we-eat-the-rich · 1 month

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Here's a list of my favourite autistic-coded characters (there are a lot of them. buckle up) except I don't explain any of them, and if you want me to go into detail about someone then ask me and I'll comply! Please ask me I want to infodump about them.

(None of these characters are canonically autistic, just coded. Before people yell at me in the notes.)

Frodo Baggins

Sam Gamgee

Bilbo Baggins

Pippi Longstocking

Greg from Over the Garden Wall

The Captain

Mary Guppy

Robin the caveman

Kitty Higham

Thomas Thorne

Dirk Gently

Farah Black

Bart Curlish

Molly from Lumberjanes

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cosmic-walkers · 3 hours

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After delving into tudor history again, since college....it always shocks me that people think that thomas wanted anne dead more than henry and that idk...henry wasn't the one who made thomas put the charges on anne.

i'm not excusing thomas and how he fucked anne over, and i know they had fall outs, but at the same time he couldn't put her on trial, or start any of that without henry wanting it. the way henry has shimmied his way out of being directly tied to anne's death, but rather thomas seems to be the scapegoat always surprises me.

ppl act like henry didn't get married like a week after.

#and chile do you know what would've happened to thomas if he said NO??#he saw what happened to wolsey #respectfully if i were him i would've quit but i also understand why he didn't #it's kinda annoying because shit cannot be done without henry's conset #*consent #he also gets blamed as the sole perpetrator of the information which in a way is unfair to him but also unfair to anne #as she was a huge player in the reformation #but also again - none of that shit could've happened if henry didn't want it #he got rich so of course his ass was going to be quiet #and you kNOW he had shit to do with it because after they butchered thomas #he still kept that money and used it for war #henry was so unserious my god and if he didn't kill folks it would've been funny

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wootzietoozee · 11 months

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i think more people should talk about how fandroid's stasis affected melody.

i mean, imagine what it was like for her, the day she found out. heading to adhoc to visit fandroid, only to find the building in ruins and all the humans dead, killed in some sort of incident. sure, maybe she and fandroid had a rocky relationship at first, but melody cared about fandroid, considered him as not just a best friend, but a little brother. she was probably very much concerned for his safety, and rushed to his room to find him, to make sure he's okay.

and he is.

but he isn't awake. he's asleep. but not the kind of sleep melody had seen him fall into before. fandroid isn't tossing or turning or talking in his sleep, he's just...still. completely still.

it freaks melody out, and she desperately tries to wake him up, trying to ignore the awful feeling throbbing within her, but nothing works. no matter how much she screams and yells, even shaking him at one point, nothing she does can get him to even stir.

then b-po finds her, and once she learns that fandroid has been put in a hibernation of sorts, in stasis, her world just...

...well, it shatters.

even more so when b-po admits he doesn't know when fandroid will wake up. or if he'll wake up.

melody is very much in denial, and starts screaming at b-po, begging, pleading for him to wake fandroid, but as much as she cries, there's nothing b-po can do.

so she resigns to staying by her little brother's side, for the next three years. she does leave to wander around the facility, but other than that, she stays in fandroid's room.

watching, waiting.

waiting for her little brother to open his eyes again.

#fandroid #fandroid adhoc #fandroid the musical robot #adhoc labs #these two...#oh my god #none of you have any idea how mentally ill i am about these two #and the thought of melody finding fandroid after he's been put into stasis #and then waiting over three years for him to wake up #it makes me so sad i want to throw up GOD #...shit uh #bugs you didn't read that okay

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memes-in-a-half-shell · 1 year

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Business AU - Working Late, Part 15

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 || Part 10 || Part 11 || Part 12 || Part 13 || Part 14

Lots of dialogue in this one 😩 sorry in advance. Gotta have some plot points once in a while heheheh.

This chapter also features a nightclub owned by Raph, the “Scarlet Underground”. It’ll probably be featured again in future chapters, idk for now (tbh, I’m really improvising the plot of this fic, you have no idea LOL). Writing a bit about nightclub settings always brings me back to my early 20′s 💅 this mama was partyin’ hard~

ENJOY!

“You think it’s the Foot clan actin’ up?”

Mikey had lowered the black cloth covering his mouth as he asked that question, looking over at his brother Donatello. Both terrapins were at the top of an apartment building, dressed in their ninja gear as they surveilled the perimeter close to Vee’s place. The tall one lowered his mouth piece as well, letting out a sigh as his brow ridges furrowed.

“Who else could it be then? ... What Vee described only brings me to that conclusion.” He paused for a brief second. “... They’re probably trying to find a way to get through us. They want to hit close once more.”

“You did install cameras and sensors close to her apartment, right?”

Donnie brought up a holo screen up from some hardware at his right wrist, confirming the active status of a couple of devices he had left around the perimeter.

“I’ve been monitoring since last week, when I saw that presence at her unit. It’s been calm so far, with a few exceptions here and there, but right now I can’t only trust my tech for this matter.”

The young one faked a gasp, amused.

“Can’t believe I’ve lived the day to hear you say you’re not only relying on your fancy tech stuff. Leo and Raph won’t believe me!”

“Leo and Raph don’t need to hear about this. At least not now...” replied the other, still frowning.

“Well it better be sooner than later!” added Mikey, slightly annoyed. “Four pairs of eyes would’ve helped tonight, rather than two. Especially if it’s Foot related stuff.”

“Whatever,” sighed Donnie, wanting to change the focus. “Let’s move. We need to get dressed.”

Both turtles put back on their mouth pieces, suddenly getting in motion as they parkoured over and around the buildings - remaining as much as possible in the shadows. For this past week Donatello barely had any sleep, yet he’d never been this alert before. The looming menace that Vee could potentially get hurt, or worse, was chewing every thoughts in his mind. Frankly, he only wanted to bring the woman to his place and keep her there, but by doing so he’d be putting a bigger target on her back - and he didn’t want to stress her any more so.

He couldn’t help this feeling that he was being selfish on her. There was finally another chance for him to better track Foot clan activity, but it was at such a risk. And at such a high price he would hope that the reward would be great....

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It appeared Raphael had some information regarding the presence Donatello had felt at the Lowline’s construction site, thus inviting the purple banded terrapin to his personal nightclub. Vee had instinctively been asked to join, knowing she had worked on the project as well. The woman, on her end, couldn't help feeling giddy at the perspective of spending a night out with her man. Especially when it'd be in a party setting! She had some dresses in her wardrobe worthy of such occasions, nothing too extravagant. And so she opted for a short black sequin dress, the sleeves stopping at her elbows. Her hair let loose and her makeup on point, she felt ready for the evening ahead and to get a better taste of New York City's party scene. Her phone beeped to life, then a text message from Donnie flashing on the screen telling her that he was waiting outside in his car. Vee took one last look in the mirror, adjusting her hair, then headed out. Her smile was already apparent as she saw the vehicle outside, hopping into the passenger seat. Vee's gaze devoured Donnie once she was properly seated inside. He was wearing a printed short sleeved shirt, unbuttoned to the middle so it was clearly showing the upper part of his plastron and a wooden beaded necklace. His outfit was completed by tan pants and a brown belt and shoes. Gosh he looked sexy right there and then.

“Hey there, good lookin',” started Vee with a grin.

“Speak for yourself, that dress looks hella nice,” replied the terrapin with a smirk.

Vee could only reply by inching closer to him and giving him a kiss, slow and tender.

“Well, ain't you two cute,” said a voice in the back, amused.

The woman jumped a bit, suddenly shifting her attention to the backseat and noticing Mikey. The younger terrapin was wearing dark jeans with some tears here and there, accompanied by a white t-shirt and his usual gold chain.

“Oh, I'm sorry,” mumbled Vee, sitting back into her seat. “Didn’t know you were here. I just barged in and started kissing Donnie....”

The tall mutant at her side started to laugh, alongside his brother.

“Nah, dudette!” reassured Mikey. “It's chill! As long as you two are happy together, I'm happy.”

Vee smiled, although still blushing out of pure shame. She lightly slapped Donnie's arm:

“Just drive! I'll probably stop feeling like a fool once we'll get there.”

The trio was next on the move, the mood light as Donnie was seamlessly driving around the city's streets. The bespectacled mutant did bring up a subject over, regarding this evening's focus:

“Just so we're all on the same page,” he started. “We shouldn't mention anything about the Foot clan to Raph, unless he's the one to bring it. … We have yet to know what he found out, so I wouldn't want to risk our own mission.”

Vee nodded in agreement, while Mikey commented: “Bro, not gonna lie, it does feel kinda unfair to hide stuff from him and Leo...”

“I know...” sighed Donnie, slightly defeated.

“We're a team. We stay together. We work together. Y'know what I mean...?”

“Yeah, yeah. I just...-” Donnie paused, instinctively leaving a hand on Vee's thigh as he kept his focus on the road. “I have this gut feeling that they'd get in the way of my happiness only for the sake of avoiding any incident with the Foot. … I'm tired of waiting. We're stronger, we can take them head on and not just focus on their little unorganized cells here and there.”

“For sure, but the longer we keep that away from them, the more harm it might do in the end. I'm sure they just want the best for you, just like you want the best for all of us, right?”

The tall one spared a glance to his rear view mirror, crossing Mikey's gaze. He couldn't help the ghost of a smile.

“Good food for thought, Mikey. I'll make sure to remember that...”

They sure matured over the years...

After a short while the car was parked and the group walked its way towards an entry point that led to the lower levels of a building, some red neon letters spelling the name 'Scarlet Underground'. They didn't need to wait in line in order to get in, the bouncer recognizing the turtles instantly and granting them passage into the depths. Vee could already feel deep basses rumbling through her as the trio went downstairs. She unconsciously reached for Donnie's hand, seeing that the place was already packed with people. At least the terrapin was taller than most guests around – thus very easy to spot - but she still wanted to keep close, especially with the gazes she could now feel on her. The evening already seemed at its peak, the air warm and people dancing all around with drinks in hand. This whole scene brought Vee back to a time in her life when she used to go out often to such environments back in Montréal. All while she knew it could be fun, she also remembered the senseless drama that often came along – the woman slowly shaking her head with a grin, now those memories so insignificant to her. Her attention got back to the two turtles she was accompanying. Donnie was ever so gentle and polite, making his way through the sea of partygoers with a soft touch, still holding Vee's hand all the while. Mikey, for his part, was already feeling the groove and having fun as he was going forward to their next destination. Vee did notice that many people would look their way with certain admiration, also mixed with a certain desire for some. There was no denying that those mutants were always a sight to behold and somehow a promise for something different – a non-human experience. Vee could understand their curiosity. She had quenched hers and, boy, she could never go back...

There at the back of the place was a more recluse space, first guarded by other bouncers. They gave no thoughts to the terrapins, but one did stop Vee in her tracks, Donnie feeling the push on the woman as he was still holding her hand. The mutant was quick to face the man who had stopped her, his golden gaze harsh as he simply let out: “She's with me.” The guard was quick to let Vee go, stepping aside and allowing her pass. She hurried her high heels in faint clicks against the floor as she made her way closer to Donnie. The terrapin then left his hand at the small of her back, his stature somewhat taller as they continued their walk. That brought a smile to Vee, along with a quick shiver down her spine. She knew she wouldn't get into any troubles with Donnie by her side tonight.

It wasn't long until they reached heavy curtains hiding a small room. Mikey was the first one to plunge in, already letting out an “eeyoooo” as a greeting, soon replied by enthusiastic voices. The tall terrapin and Vee next made their way in, the woman’s eyes then landing on Raphael who was sitting comfortably on one of the three sofas available, cigar in hand and surrounded by two beautiful women - some other people present as well. It wasn't a large room, but there was still enough space for a handful of guests, as well as a stripper pole for entertainment.

The large turtle smirked as he saw Donnie come in, also sharing a welcoming nod to the woman by his side.

“What, is Honor Boy also gonna pop in as well?” he asked, amused.

“Nah,” replied Donnie. “Mikey came along 'cause I just happened to be with him when you called me.”

“Ay, bro, you know that even if I'm not in the picture, I'm always down to come here!” commented Mikey.

Raph only had to say “leave us the room, please” for his guests to take the hint and head to the party outside of this alcove. One woman at his side granted a kiss to his jaw, murmuring something to the terrapin before getting up – leaving the male with a renewed smile to his face. The last souls exiting the place, Raph gestured to a liquor bar nearby.

“Please, have a drink. The night is young.”

“Don't mind if I do!” replied Mikey, already on the lookout for what to mix. “I'll get something refreshing for y'all.”

The large mutant next took some time to look over at the woman, a certain amusement in his eyes, taking a drag from his cigar.

“… Feels weird to see you in somethin' else than work clothes,” he added. “I still stand by my words; my brother got some good taste.”

That caught Vee slightly by surprise, a light blush coming on her cheeks. Donnie simply tsked, moving forward so he could sit nearby his brother.

“Stop stalling time. You said you had information about that presence in the undergrounds.”

“Woah, slow down there, Don,” gently warned Raph. “My place, my rules. Let me enjoy spendin' some time with my bros, for fuck's sake.”

Vee took place right next to the tall terrapin, tenderly holding his hand and leaning into him a little.

“There's no rush, n'amour. We've got all night.”

“See, the lady understands,” added the red banded one, satisfied. “I hope you take your time with her as well.”

“Oh stop that,” muttered Donnie in exasperation, Mikey snickering in the back.

The younger mutant soon handed his concoctions to the group, starting light with some gin and tonics (maybe with some emphasis on the gin!). Just to play on Donatello's nerves, Raph did drink slowly, sparing an amused glance to his brother. The purple clad mutant exhaled, rolling his eyes as he sat more comfortably on the couch, letting out a “you're full of shit“ under his breath, next taking a sip of his drink as well. Sometimes he could just really understand Leo whenever it came to dealing with the red brute...

“Word on the street is that the thing you're lookin’ for is huge,” started Raphael, leaving his empty glass aside. “It may even be taller than you, nerd.”

“Jeez, no wonder I kinda felt threatened when I sensed its presence,” commented Donnie, frowning.

“It appears that it mostly hangs around underground subway stations and abandonned construction sites.”

“Maybe it's just looking for work,” quiped in Mikey, jokingly.

“Well it's doin' a piss-poor job,” continued Raph. “… Some people were able to get a visual on that damn thing and it appears to be a mutant – some even say it looked like a gator.”

That took Donnie slightly by surprise, the gears of his mind already at work.

“Either those damn New York legends about alligators in the sewers are true, or it's some Baxter Stockman fucked up work,” he thought outloud.

“You think he got his hands back on some purple ooze?” questionned Mikey.

“If he was able to synthesize it in any manner, perhaps. But that must have taken him some time, and it must be bound to bring some errors or undesired results...”

“I am absolutely lost,” finally added in Vee.

The mutant trio paused, looking back at the human woman.

“... There’s quite a lot to unpack there. I’ll get you up to speed later, don’t worry,” reassured Donnie.

“All you need to know is that if that fucker Stockman we’re talkin’ about is on the loose again with some fancy shit alien juice, we’ll have to expect more problems in the near future,” added Raph.

He next dangled his empty glass to Mikey’s attention, quickly adding a “if you’d be so kind” - to which the younger brother happily complied.

“I suspect by this conversation that it’s not the first time that this guy you’re talking about has done some work with that said purple ooze?” asked the woman.

“Indeed,” continued the bespectacled one. “Years ago he turned two criminals, Bebop and Rocksteady, into mutants. The results were quite impressive, but they can prove to be quite catastrophic if in the wrong hands.”

“I personally think that this Bebop guy had a nice mowhak!” commented Mikey, giving another drink to Raph before sitting back down.

“Style aside,” cut the red one. “At least those two shitheads are behind bars, so we won’t have to worry about them. ... But now if Stockman is finally out of Tokyo and ready to unleash some hell over here, we’ll need to get on the move fast.”

Donnie finished his drink, his fingers drumming against the now empty glass, frowning as his thoughts were running once more.

“... Any idea where to start in order to find that alligator?” he asked Raph.

“You really wanna get after that thing? ... Your suicide, brother.”

“If it’s really one of Baxter’s creations,” continued Donnie, not minding the other’s comment, “its behaviour just doesn’t make sense right now. Why is it not attacking? Why is it hiding? What’s its purpose - we’re not even hiding in the sewers anymore, so there’s no need to stay underground. ... I need to see for myself on what side that mutant is on.”

“Maybe it’s scared,” added Mikey. “Where was it mostly sighted? That could give us a good idea on where its home is.”

The big terrapin softly sighed, somehow conceeding.

“It seems to mostly hang uptown. No idea where exactly right now, but I can definitely get details.”

He next pointed a finger to Donnie, his gaze shifting from the purple mutant to the orange one: “And there’s no way in hell I’m letting you two go after that gator alone. I’m tagging along and you can’t stop me.”

The two others exchanged a look, Donatello then shrugging: “I wasn’t going to object anyway. We’ll need all the muscles we can get if we have to fight that thing.”

Raph paused, not expecting to be included that easily. Relaxing his posture in his seat, he grinned after taking a sip from his glass.

“Then it’s settled,” said the red one. “One underground adventure coming soon.”

“Want Leo to tag along as well?” asked Mikey.

“If he’s not too busy bossing around, we’ll see.”

Raph next spared a glance towards Vee, noticing she had been silent for some time now. He winked at her.

“Don’t worry, doll face, I won’t ask you to come and get fightin’.”

“I can’t fight, for sure,” she said back. “But if there’s ever anything else I can do to help, I’ll be glad to.”

Donnie’s traits frowned once more, stopping himself from voicing out that she’d get into renewed trouble if she was to do so. And that look did not escape Raph...

“We’ll keep that in mind,” said the red one. “But I’ll give y’all a break for tonight. Go have some fun on the dancefloor. I’ll let you all know when I have more details.”

Mikey was already on his feet: “Hell yeah! I’ve been itchin’ to dance since we set foot in here.”

As the trio was about to leave the room, Raph’s voice did rise up once more:

“Donnie, stay here for a sec’.”

The tall terrapin stopped, Vee pausing at the same moment. Donatello’s gaze on her was reassurring, a gentle touch on her arm as he asked her to stay close to Mikey. Now finally alone with Raphael, the purple clad mutant sighed before turning around and facing his brother. And boy did he look annoyed...

“... I saw that face you did when she offered to help. I swear to fuck, Donnie, if she’s already in deep shit-”

“Everything’s okay,” cut the other. “I just don’t want her to get into harm’s way, that’s all.”

“By the tired look on your face, I’d say she already got into some.”

“I’m tired ‘cause I’ve just been working a lot lately.”

“Don’t lie to me, Don, I know you. I know your different kinds of tired. And right now this ain’t work tired.”

Donnie shrugged, vaguely gesturing in annoyance: “And your point is?”

“Are you trackin’ the Foot or not?”

Silence - except for the muffled booming of a bass boosted song in the distance - deafened the place. Raphael sighed, finally standing up.

“Look, just answer me, alright,” he added, walking towards his brother. “... I promise I won’t get mad.”

“Oh, sure,” sourly said Donnie.

“I swear.”

“Then yes,” promptly answered the purple one, hoping to rip the bandaid right away and rapidly get through the hard discussion ahead. “Since our last discussion on the subject, I never stopped. ... And lately I’ve been going harder at it since Vee spotted some of their ninjas and one even broke into her appartment.”

“Shit, for real?”

“There’s no way in hell anyone’s going to stop me in my research,” continued Donnie. “And now if I have to consider Baxter Stockman in the picture as well, I need to act fast.”

“Donnie...” Raph was about to lay a hand on the other’s shoulder, but the tall terrapin was quick to push his gesture back.

“And I don’t give a shit if you want to tell Leo. I’m done hiding. I can’t stand doing nothing, sitting at the top of this goddamn city and watching the people I love get hurt by my inaction.”

“Donnie, I get ya,” interjected Raph again. “I don’t wanna fight you on this. I wanna help.”

Donatello was now visibly surprised. He couldn’t help a renewed frown however.

“... Why the sudden change of heart?”

The other showed half of a smile: “Let’s just say some stuff is shiftin’ around in my life. I won’t tell no more.”

“And what about Leo?”

“Lemme handle the shithead. You have enough to worry about anyway.”

There was this sudden wave of relief washing over the tall terrapin, a sigh escaping him as his shoulders slouched a bit. That reaction brought a soft chuckle from Raph, next moving to the small bar in the room. He poured two shots of whiskey, offering one to the other. Donnie didn’t hesitate to drink it up, then presenting the glass for another one.

“... It must have been weighin’ on ya,” commented Raphael, pouring another shot.

“You have no idea,” answered the bespectacled mutant. “At least Mikey will be happy about that.”

Raph drank in turn, his traits hardening: “Wait, Mikey’s on it too?”

“We’ve only been patrolling around these days, nothing too big,” quickly dismissed Donnie. “He was just so adamant about us four tackling this as a team... I get his point and I frankly believe that things will definitely move faster when we’re all together. I was just so pissed that Leo would have us hold back and do nothing. I just don’t understand his reasoning.”

“I’m not tryin’ to completely defend his case, but bein’ the leader and all that shit kinda makes him anxious all the time. He can’t be everywhere all at once, so he’s just worried about our family, ya know. He’s tryin’ his best...”

Donnie smirked at his brother, drinking his shot.

“Who would’ve thought that you’d be defending Leo one day.”

“Believe me, I almost puked,” joked Raph.

They both got some more shots in their amusement, Raph then leaving a friendly tap at the other’s shell, pointing to the alcove’s entrance.

“I wouldn’t want to make your lady wait any longer. Go have some fun tonight. Drinks are on me.”

“Thanks, Raph,” added Donnie as both of them walked out of the room.

They exchanged a brotherly handshake, the purple banded terrapin then making his way towards the main floor. He did not miss however when one woman present in the room earlier had now made her way back to Raphael, the red brute’s hand already at the small of her back. Donnie smiled, starting to piece everything together.

***

Mikey’s enthusiasm was definitely bringing a grin to Vee’s face, the duo lost on the dancefloor and letting the music guide their every moves. Sensing this deep bass rumble through her body brought back some old feelings and memories, trying to hush them and focus on the moment. The ghost of lips and hands on her body, the missing warmth of a body close to hers as hips were following the lustful rhythm of the night. Feeling small, helpless, like a prey for men to feast on. The sudden boiling of her blood as she had to defend herself countless times against the most mediocre specimens known to mankind...

She started to feel actual hands on her, a presence now glued to her back and following her dance. Her thoughts relaxed as she saw the three fingered green hands, promptly knowing their owner to be Donatello. She lost herself in his embrace, her arms and hands going up, instinctively finding scales at the base of his neck to tenderly nail at behind her. In this moment they were one, Vee’s eyes closed as the terrapin nuzzled her temple - the woman noticing a faint smell of whiskey. Her gasps were lost to the music as one of Donnie’s hands slowly traveled across her abdomen, a lustful pressure kneading her form, sensually flushing her ass closer to his core.

In an instant they were alone, away from the dancefloor. Intoxicated from both music and alcohol, there was this feverish need felt in their kiss - a hunger so surreal, letting go of one another would feel like the end of the world. In the shadows of a disregarded hallway, flashes of colored lights were creating a kaleidoscope of emotions, the continued music translating to the pulse of their hearts. Enclosed between a wall and the terrapin, Vee’s hand made its way across his clothes, remaining on his hidden erection as she continued to kiss him. At first, Donnie was absolutely getting lost in this feeling, but he was finally able to snap himself out of it and lift the woman against the wall. Prompting her to hold on around his neck, he got her legs to open, the rim of her dress slightly lifting. Getting her scent, the churr in his chest could easily be mistaken for some bassline vibrations. Without any thought, he got a hand to her core, pushing aside any garment he’d find with his finger, then sensually caressing her sex.

This renewed dance got him to unconsciously move his hips a little, both entranced by the moment. He easily started to finger her, a lovedrunk smile on his features as he witnessed Vee’s arousal. Her moans were barely heard, her hips following his rhythm in a grind that got her so close to the edge in no time. Her lips couldn’t stop kissing at his scales, going from his jaw to the corners of his mouth. She wanted so much more, yet the euphoria filling her could only satiate her current need. Donnie moved his attention to one side of her neck, lightly sucking and biting as he kept finger fucking the woman. Vee’s exclamation was not missed to him as he felt her walls pulse around his digit - letting her ride this wave as he stayed deep within her, his palm cupping her sex. He didn’t care that his hand was getting soaked. Right now and then that was the hottest thing he could experience. In a lustful manner, he licked from the side of her neck to her cheek, not skipping a beat as he simply said:

“We need to get the fuck out of here. I’m so not done with you.”

((To be continued))

#it's-a-moi #business au #usual sorry for any mistakes #fuckfuckfuckufkcufkcukkk #I had to stop myself at the end or else I would've written MORE #also sorry if it's a lot of dialogue #I really wanted to get some stuff moving #we should be getting some chapters with Leo as well #poor honor boi almost got none attention given to him in this AU :(((((((#also I didn't really give a description of the woman with Raph 'cause I don't know if I want to create a new character #or simply go with someone's OC .... THAT REMAINS TO BE SEEN #I have some ideas in mind heurheurhuehre #shit I can't tag as mature when it's from a draft....

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dix-rose · 2 months

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something that bugs me about the wicked movie that's coming out besides the fact that miss grande is in it is the fact that so much cgi is used that the characters look like they blend in with their backgrounds.

I'm not very smart in terms of making movies but lighting is such an important aspect. Lighting gives you the mood. Lighting gives you depth. Lighting just gives what I feel to be a higher-quality film. But since this movie is probably mostly cgi, it feels like they spent their budget on that rather than having better lighting cues.

#stupid shit #I waited a hot minute to post this because I didn't want to ruin it for people who hold this show close to their hearts #because I know how it feels to love something so much and then have people shit on it #but I'm also not that smart #so maybe I'm just missing an important concept #but as a person who's just looking at it #it almost makes a land that's supposed to be bright and filled with energy look so #dull #anyway maybe they'll fix it when the movie actually comes out #I don't know #AND I just want to say before people start saying none of the other movies that utilize cgi have this problem #look at marvel movies and get back to me

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