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I love the scrivener writing program
& its customizable backgrounds.
<3
(But not as much as Jack loves Eric, pass it on.)
#boy meets world#jeric#jack hunter#eric matthews#I'm a hella slow writer with no attention span#good luck waiting for this fic#au-ish#lots of hurt/comfort#sexytimes ensue#ptsd jack#manic eric#did someone say psych ward lovers?#& they're stoners#need i say more?#maybe one day#fanfics for the void#fanfics i'll never finish
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man the fact that martha jones would take one look at clara oswald and say Absolutely Fucking Not really makes me want to put them together like post s9!clara is visiting earth when she has a run in with unit and accidentally kidnaps her and can't manage to get her back to earth. aka clara spends several months trying to seduce her except she's clara so martha's like what the actual fuck is wrong with you. stop that
#where's the immortal me well they said i'm not fucking dealing with this. call me in a year#clara: girls like it when you threaten genocide for them right?????#martha: no. also please stop asking if you can kill people for me.#this is funnier to me if it's pre the stolen earth btw#jack's like so what've you been up to since i last saw you and she's like one of the doctor's future companions kidnapped me.#yeah it was a whole thing. wbu#also martha manages to make great breakthroughs in dealing w her ptsd bc she just looks at what clara's doing and does the opposite#doctor who#clara oswald#martha jones
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AU where Shaun and Clover have polar opposite twins!!
Stella's an outspoken animal lover with an adventurous mind!
Orion's a quiet book nerd who prefers the company of stories rather than people.
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This AU would follow after the "death" of Sunny Day Jack. An event that left Clover and Shaun a little more scarred than they'd like to admit. Can these two overcome the past? Or will it come back to haunt their somewhat peaceful family life?
#leaf art#sunny day jack#sunnydayjack#sdj fanart#swwsdj#sunny day jack oc#sunny day jack shaun#sdj shaun#sunny day jack AU#SDJ au#sunny day jack kid#SDJ kid#everything seems fine and dandy but they suffering from PTSD big time#at least their kids are cute
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i think the kids have definately witnessed one of the bots panicking or something
tw: depictions of panic attacks, pstd/trauma, implied drug use/withdrawal (synth-en), slight self harm
especially optimus and ratchet during the orion pax arc or during stronger faster.
specifically, ratchet during orion pax arc, and probably after stronger faster. optimus after orion pax.
hell, even arcee when arachnid shows up, starscreams entire vendetta with megatron, breakdown and MECH, bee and megatron, and im sure theres multiple others.
kicking my feet rn <- loves to torture his favs
when they see arcee, they try to calm her down and reassure her. they know how difficult it would be to face your enemy head on. jack stands near her, its just them now. she's on one knee, and he's rubbing her kneeplate comfortingly. he has one of her servos placed snugly on his chest. jack guides her through getting her vents straightened out. it takes a while, but it's only them now. arcee knows they're safe. they can take as long as they need.
bulkhead is a tricky one, but also a bit easier to handle than the others. miko sees him tapping his digits quickly and erratically on a nearby surface. his eyes are darting around, hes jumpier than usual. the only one who can get him out of this is usually wheeljack. miko finds him, tells him bulk's condition, and off he goes. he places a servo on bulkheads rapid digits, he asks him if he wants to go out for some air. bulkhead is larger than the other bots, but claustrophobic nontheless, especially after being trapped in a cave, the only one able to hold the roof from collasping. so the two go out, bulkhead quickly returns to normal, they stay there for a while, lobbing or talking.
bee starts to rub at the spot where his voicebox once resided. his optics become just a bit dimmer and his doorwings droop. tears start to well up in his eyes. at this point, raf notices, because as bee starts to cry from the stress and memories, his noises that are akin to sniffles and hiccups come through glitchy and garbled. he's holding his helm and crying now. raf tries to comfort him, but isnt sure what to do. hes scared for his guardian and wants to get him help. so raf turns to ratchet, and if not him, then whoever else is around at the time. if its arcee or bulk, they go and get ratchet. if ratchet isnt there, they get optimus.
if its ratchet, he'll gently push his field into bee's with comfort and support. he eventually either moves them both to a quiet area, or everyone has cleared out at this point. ratchet slowly moves his hands up to bee's servos which are gripping at his helm. ratchet makes sure to keep his arms and servos in bees line of sight. he pry's his servos from his head and starts to affectionately stroke the scouts helm. bee eventually gives in and melts into the touch. now ratchet isn't a touchy mech, but when it comes to bee, he lets him sink into his chassis and just hold on to him. he eventually tires himself out, the pain in his throat too much to bare, and slips into recharge. ratchet carries bee into the medbay and lays him on a berth and stays nearby. when bee wakes up, he feels much better. he knows ratchet will never let megatron hurt him like that again.
everyone knows ratchet and optimus are the oldest of the team, but that doesn't mean that they don't have their memories, insecurities and moments. granted they're much rarer than the others, but equally important. the others know that if one of them are panicking, something's really wrong.
it started shortly after ratchet had stopped using synth-en. he was sitting at the console of the base, typing away. he watched as the words appeared on the screen, slowly, they started to turn to gibberish as he started to tap the wrong keys of the keyboard. ratchet looked down to see his servos shaking. his optics widened and his venting hitched. he brought his digits up to his faceplace to inspect them. they continued to tremble in front of him, his venting picking up quickly, before he knew it he was locked in place. he was just standing there, trying to get a hold of his shaking and venting. ratchet looks around sporadically, looking for the only thing that he thinks can ground him in that moment, synth-en. he feels himself spiraling, he feels the want for it, and he knows he needs to stop but he can't bring himself to.
after a few moments, he feels a servo on his shoulder, then that deep voice in his audial, "ratchet."
then all in one moment, everything seems right again. shuddering his vents, ratchet turns around, trying to get air into his system. optimus and ratchet make eye contact briefly, before optimus just smiles slightly, before whispering, "i'm proud of you, you've gone so far from when it first happened. you're better off without it." and then ratchet nods, a few tears rolling down his face, and optimus just lets him stand there for as long as he needs. he knows ratchet doesn't like others seeing him like this, and as a gentle reminder, optimus slides his servo to cup ratchet's cheek before walking off somewhere in the general area. somewhere that ratchet can see him, can hear him, can simply just feel his presence. that calms him down, just, someone being around him. he realizes he doesn't need the synth-en to be helpful to the team, so he starts to pick up on his work again, this time with steadier servos.
optimus, unlike the others, is a different story.
he'd just gotten back from being on the nemesis as orion pax. they had the data of some of the iacon relics, but now came the decoding part. for the next while, optimus would spend his free time decoding whatever he could of the texts. he squinted at the screen in front of him, this all seemed so familiar, but he couldn't put a digit to it. it wasn't until a few moments later that it dawned on him. he'd done this before, aboard the nemesis, for megatron. thats when he stills, his venting picking up from 0 to 100. ratchet is working beside him, and the typing is too loud. the bots are playing with their charges, and he can hear every creak of their armor, every step of the kid's shoes. ratchet looks over as soon as he hears optimus lift his servos off the keyboard, "optimus?" that's when optimus whips his helm around, its all too quiet all of a sudden. he needs out.
optimus can hear his own vents picking up, and he watches ratchet's face turn from concerned to downright worry. optimus crosses his arms over his chassis and quickly walks down the hall. the others just stare in the direction that their commander walked off to. they never see him like this. never not a pillar for them. ratchet takes initiative immediately and tells the others, "don't worry and don't follow me. it'll set him off more, just stay put and keep quiet." the kids and bots stare at him for a moment before nodding and exchanging worried glances before ratchet quickly, and rather quietly, jogged off down the hall to optimus.
ratchet can hear harsh vents behind a closet door as he passes. he stops, and knocks his digits on the large door. "optimus?" the only response he gets is incoherent and glitchy cybertronian. ratchet slowly turns the doorknob, letting the other know that he's coming in. ratchet sticks his helm in, spotting optimus in a corner of the closet, his knees up to his chassis. his faceplate was activated and his servos were gripping and scratching at the metal. ratchet quickly walked into the closet, closing the door softly behind the pair. optimus jumped slightly at the small noise, tears starting to stream down his face. ratchet got down on his knees in front of the prime, whispering in cybertronian to him, "hey, hey, hey... optimus. optimus, can you look at me?" ratchet would take optimus' servos into his and slowly separate them from the faceplace. "optimus, if you want to vent better you need to deactivate the mask." optimus stared at ratchet in horror, his vents picking up a little bit faster. quickly, ratchet held optimus' servos to his own chassis, letting the leader feel his chassis rise and fall as air made it's way in and out of his system. "just shutter your optics, i'm not leaving you. you're okay, just vent." he watched as optimus closed his eyes and started to take control of his systems and vents. after a while, he was breathing normally and his faceplace quietly shuttered back off of his face. ratchet smiled, the two would sit there in silence for a while, just listening to the muffled sounds of the base around them.
the kids know that their bots have hard times and they want to help them. they try in the best ways that they can, but sometimes, their bots need another bot to help them.
#this is incredibly messy again sorry#orion mumbles#tw panic attack#tw ptsd#tw self destructive behavior#tw drugs#macaddam#tfp#transformers prime#tfp optimus prime#tfp ratchet#tfp arcee#tfp bulkhead#tfp bumblebee#miko nadakai#jack darby#raf esquivel#tf headcanons#optiratch
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Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan - 1x01 - Pilot
#jack ryan#jack ryan amazon#jack ryan ptsd#ptsd#deep breathing#tom clancy's jack ryan#my gifs#my edits#whump#queue#john krasinski
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I wonder if Jack sticks with forearm lasers because, despite how many years have passed since Angel's involuntary momslaughter, the sound of rapid-fire still makes him uneasy.
#handsome jack#it's such a strange weapon choice for somebody who knows he will be heavily outnumbered#he is a slow shooter and the lasers do not make things easier for him#he can only take on a guy at a time#not ideal when you are going against an entire army#why didn’t he go with an SMG (like Tim)? He wouldn’t have to care so much about aim then#so this isn’t a strategic decision#Jack just has the funniest PTSD trigger possible for a CEO of a gun corporation#☀️
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Catch and Release
Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam
Summary: AU where Jason doesn’t die in the explosion and he and Tim end up attending the same high school months later.
Chapters: 17/?
Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Sebastian Ives, Jack Drake, Janet Drake, Donna Troy
Relationships: TBA
Additional Tag: Jason Todd Lives, Jason Todd-centric, POV Jason Todd, POV First Person, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake is Not Robin, Jason Todd is Not Robin (Anymore), Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Alfred Pennyworth Knows, Stalker Tim Drake, Jason Todd Has Chronic Pain, Jason Todd Has PTSD, Angst with a Happy Ending, Unlikely Friends, Injury Recovery, Emotional Baggage, Rage, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating
Chapter Seventeen: The Campaign: Malatra Pt. 1
Tim slept in his bed one last time while I packed our things. My phone rang, and I answered to keep from waking Tim up. “Hello?” I whispered.
“Jason, I heard about your friend’s mother—.”
“You don’t have to say anything… Um, Barbara, can I ask you for a favor?” I interrupted.
“I don’t know. It depends… Is it illegal?” Barbara asked.
“No. It’s—. I need you to help me get back in fighting shape. I know Bruce won’t change his mind because I can throw a couple of solid punches, but I’ve gotta do this for myself. I need to know I didn’t let the accident beat me,” I explained. I told her as much of the truth as I could.
“Jason… Wednesday through Friday after school. No excuses,” Barbara replied. I grinned.
“I’ll be there. I promise,” I whispered, “Thank you. Thank you, Barbara. You’re the best.” Barbara was a tough person to move. She wasn’t emotionally driven or faint of heart. Barbara was sharp and efficient. Practical and poised. She was everything I needed in a teacher.
“ Yeah, yeah, yeah. See how you feel about me after our first training session. Bye, Jason… And good on you for getting back up. I thought about what I said to you the last time we talked. I was wrong to tell you that you were being childish. If taking this time away from home was good for your mental health, who am I to tell you—?”
“Barbara, I am a kid. I never said I wasn’t. I was pissed off and closed in, and I reacted. I was in a dark place, and I’d be lying if I said I wanted to go home now… I know it’s what I have to do. I’m gonna be mature about it, for Tim’s sake,” I replied, “I’ve gotta finish packing… But, um—. Thank you, Barbara.”
“Don’t thank me yet, Boy Wonder. See you Wednesday,” Barbara teased. She hung up, and I shook Tim awake.
He pushed my face away and laughed. “ Uggghhh. Jason, what are you doing?” Tim asked.
“She’s gonna train me. Wednesday through Friday, so we’ll condition Saturday through Monday,” I replied. Tim grinned.
“And on Tuesday ?” Tim half-joked.
“Warlocks and Warriors,” I replied, “And—. Oh, Ives wants to come over tonight. I gave him Bruce’s address and said he could stay the night.”
“Ives wanted to hang out? Does he—?”
I nodded. “Ives knows, but I asked him not to mention it… Unless…” I trailed off. Tim shook his head. “Then, he won’t…” I tied labels to Tim’s chargers and tucked them into his suitcase.
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We went to the manor at sunset because I knew Bruce wouldn’t be there. Alfred seemed happy to see us again. Ives showed up an hour after we got there, and Alfred served dinner. “Hey, guys… Do you wanna do another campaign here this weekend?” I asked.
Tim’s eyes widened. “You want to?” Tim questioned. I nodded.
“That’d be sick,” Ives replied.
“Cool. Tell the guys Tuesday we’ll hang out here,” I replied. Ives glanced at Tim and looked at his plate when he saw me looking. Tim was oblivious to everything going on in his life because of everything.
“Jason should DM this one,” Tim suggested. I choked. “Come on. You can do it. I see how deep you get into character. And you’re the only person willing to indulge Hudson. Besides, I think the guys are still mad at me for what happened in Ravenloft.”
“That was messed up. I can’t believe you killed Ives first and swapped him out with a Doppelganger. That was sick. And Ives… I’m shocked you let him go through with that,” I replied.
Tim smiled. I reached for my bed to pull myself up, but I felt a shockwave shoot down my back into my legs, and I let go of the mattress. “Jason?” Tim asked.
“I’m okay… But like—. Are you guys sure you want me to DM?” I questioned.
“Yeah, definitely,” Ives replied, “You’ve gotta try it at least once. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to do it again, but you should give it a chance. You might be good.”
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"In the living forest lands of Malatra, all seems quiet. Suspiciously so. A warm breeze blows, rustling through the canopies overhead. Topiaries of smiling children surround a small fire. It is the only possible sign of life for several miles. A song breaks through the near-silent forest. It starts low and guttural, like a collective groan, and then the ethereal choral collections of synchronized sobs. It is a song of mourning. A once-distant sound, now building as if it is approaching. The forest's dirt walkways slowly disappear under shrubs and bushes, and it seems like a trick to the eye at first, but no. You see it now. The bushes have feet where roots should be, and finally, a male voice breaks through the grieving chorus," I cleared my throat. "State your business," I bellowed. "He steps forward. A bamboo elf. His hair is a warm brown with the same red undertones of autumn leaves. He keeps his hair in wide and intricate waves and curls. His skin is an olivine green, and his eyes dark brown and ancient, study you. You all recognize this bamboo elf immediately, but before we get into that… you should introduce yourselves." A big, goofy grin spread across Tim's face. Silence fell over my room as I waited for someone to speak.
"You fucking killed it," Hudson mumbled in shock. I covered my smile. "Clay Everlake, earth genasi monk here. I'm stone grey, with bright green hair made of leaves, with the front pulled into a warrior's bun—."
"Man bun penalty!" everyone shouted.
"Is not! Anyway ... It's a warrior's bun, and the rest of my hair hangs leafy down my shoulders. I'm fairly young, rough and tumble, and trouble seems to follow me wherever I go," Hudson answered.
I gestured to Ives. "Eldrid Deepwood, here. I'm a firbolg druid... I uh—. I have bluish-green skin and dark eyes. My hair is whiteish-grey, luscious, and thick, almost mane-like. My ears are floppy... And uh—. And despite my advanced age, I'm a timid sort of fella," Ives stammered in an Irish accent.
I nodded and pointed to Hudman. "Fettar Keephorn. Dwarven rogue, dark beard, dark brown eyes. My loyalties lie with Clay Everlake... Unfortunately," Hudman muttered in a dry voice. We all laughed. "I'm not much for words."
And Tim. I looked forward to Tim's character because we'd been pretty hush-hush about our plans all week, which meant we had nothing to discuss outside of training. "Posy Moonfall, gnome cleric here. I've got blond shoulder-length hair and grey eyes hidden behind foggy glasses. Well, they're usually quite—. I'm not used to being in the presence of a man of Mr. Deepwood's stature. I'm clumsy, but my intuitive nature makes up for my shortcomings... At least, I think—. Oh gosh. Am I rambling?" Tim replied in a woman's voice. He was surprisingly good at it. I almost forgot my place.
I cleared my throat before continuing. "Clay Everlake, your connection to this bamboo elf is deeply personal. Isn't it?" I asked, nodding at him. I liked Hudson. He always made me laugh and was my favorite of Tim's friends. He also tried to make me feel better about my scars by showing me the dent in his forehead. It wasn't the same, but he genuinely thought it was.
"He raised me. When my family was slaughtered on the outskirts of Malatra, he took me in and raised me. He's a father to me," Hudson answered. Hudson and I locked eyes, and I smiled down at my notes. "I didn't expect to see him under such grim circumstances."
"And Fettar?" I questioned.
"The elf and I… used to date,” Hudman replied. We all laughed.
“Fettar and Theren Everlake dated? You guys were—.”
“A couple. Yep,” Hudman doubled down.
#fic#batfam#catch and release fic#Jason Todd#Bruce Wayne#Alfred Pennyworth#Tim Drake#Dick Grayson#Barbara Gordon#Sebastian Ives#Jack Drake#Janet Drake#Donna Troy#Jason Todd Lives#Jason Todd-centric#POV Jason Todd#POV First Person#Tim Drake Has Issues#Tim Drake is Not Robin#Jason Todd is Not Robin (Anymore)#Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug#Alfred Pennyworth is the Best#Alfred Pennyworth Knows#Stalker Tim Drake#Jason Todd Has Chronic Pain#Jason Todd Has PTSD#Angst with a Happy Ending#Unlikely Friends#Injury Recovery#Emotional Baggage
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(I think that by "psychologists" they include Van Helsing, who isn't what we'd describe as one, but while Mina does handle Jonathan's trigger much better than Jack did with Van Helsing (or Renfield but that's for later), and notably so, Van Helsing will later on show a good handling of a man's trigger attack as well)
#mina handles jonathan's ptsd excellently#jack handles lucy's medical situation really well as well and calls the right expert on her#they both have their strengths#dracula daily#jonathan harker#mina harker#dracula
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izzy is a rules-routines-patterns autist and stede is a norms-are-nonsense autist, and that's why they don't get along
#jack facts#ofmd#izzy hands#stede bonnet#ftr izzy also has ginormous generalized anxiety#and stede is low empathy#and ed is a bipolar and adhd king#and they all have ptsd#thank you for coming to my ted talk
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#witch house#2000s web#me#mine#2014 grunge#crim3s#crystal castles#salem#salemooc#true romance#trans nsft#transgender#transfem#jack donoghue#s4lem#julia fox#ptsd
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ok this is weird but I'm a psychology nerd so hear me out–
I love how Natquik and Calico Jack's fear responses are canonically Fight and Flight respectively.
You'd think it'd be the opposite, because CJ's a brave, strong pirate, and Natquik is kind of an awkward loner (affectionate), but noooooooo........
When Calico Jack is afraid of something:
He runs away from it.
Which could actually be a fun nod to the IRL Calico Jack, who was apparently a notorious ✨ coward ✨, and terrible fighter.
and what does Natquik do... 👁️👁️ ?
BARK BARK GRR GROWL BARK—
#never not thinking about these two#they're the characters ever#i love them so much#i love them such#octonauts#cj has only gotten angry like Once Ever™ (in s5 👀)#but nat???? he's very quick paced and high strung but he's never run away from danger.#even in the red fox he only tried to leave the den after getting too *frustrated* with red#and at the end when he finds the gup-i overrun with penguins? he yells and stomps his foot 👀👀#out of all the characters who i wanna see snap at one point.................. he is ✨ very high ✨ on that list 👁️👁️#octonauts calico jack#professor natquik#octonauts natquik#octonauts theory#*thinks about how nat's original station he was trapped in was covered wall to floor in scratch marks and never stops*#like even all of his equipment.#and it's perfectly His Paw sized too bc we can see it close up when he pushes the button to play the bloop recording#Thinking‚‚#anywhos <3#cj has anxiety and nat has ptsd; in this essay i will—
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Thomas Cresswell is a very good contender for the dumbest smart character in YA fiction tbh
#be stupid solve crimes#audrey rose out here battling ptsd#thomas out here pretending to be mother fucking dead to get her to talk to him#this bitch i swear#?????#stalking jack the ripper#hunting prince dracula#sjtr#kerri maniscalco#thomas cresswell#audrey rose wadsworth#cressworth
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He was thinking about his friend…
This randomly popped into my head today and now I can’t stop thinking about it. Just “Huh, kind of silly Jack mentions enchantments as his reasoning for needing to take a break when we don’t see him with any enchanted items (except the diving helmet). Wait. Wasn’t Vos mentioned to work with enchantments? Oh my-” All speculation of course but-
I am in shambles.
#when the ptsd kicks in#tell me you’re thinking of your old friend without telling me you’re thinking of your old friend#mcsm#minecraft story mode#mcsm jack#mcsm vos#bermuda brainrot hours#bermuda ramblings
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Tom and Jack are brothers - mainly DPxMLB (can be DPxDCxMLB)
It was clear from the moment Jack was born that he was Gina’s son, no one could doubt that overzealous nature, and while Tom didn't have the same level of entustatsum as his mother and brother it didn't mean he wasn't an excitable person either. Truly Roland had no idea how he didn't die living with them, the man didn't realize how much he was like them nor really saw how much Jack would go on to be like him in some ways.
One thing was for certain the boys loved their parents, the Fenton luck and sanguine as well as the Dupain passion and vigor were ever-present in the household growing up. Gina loved her boys very much, they were the only reason she stuck in one place for so long. However, she was able to convince Roland to take them all over the U.S. and Europe.
Jack went on to have a passion for inventing and ghosts, both of which Roland looked down upon but Gina was his biggest supporter followed by Tom. Tom ended up enjoying baking with his father. (Jack tended to forget a meal or two when he got too into his work. So it worked out.)
Jack would move out (taking his mother’s maiden name) and go to college in Wisconsin and meet Vlad and Maddie and fall in love and all that! Tom though opens a bakery a few years of baking for some personal events and such, and meets Sabine who moved to Paris to go to school, they fall in love and she takes business courses to help better run the bakery. Roland does his…thing and he never approved of Jack’s hobbies either, “that's not what job a family man takes on” or something, he of course doesn't try to contact him. He gets to be a grumpy old man in (guilty) peace.
Tom and Jack have never missed anything, they're best friends and each other’s biggest supporters. Best man, holiday’s, etc. So of course they make sure their kids have plenty of meetings despite being an ocean away. They couldn't have been happier that their kids were so close in age, which meant they wouldn't struggle to connect.
It was quick to be seen none of the kids showed signs of the Dupain shape, oh well maybe they’d still get the strength? Or perhaps the Fenton luck would just be much stronger. To say where the kids got their size from was an understatement, and to say very amusing to their wives and mother.
Marinette loved her cousins and didn't like how it was only every so often she got to see them. And her aunt and uncle were very cool, and reminded her of Nonna Gina. It was fun to see Uncle Jack lift her papa up, he was the only person she’d ever seen who could pick up her papa.
Jazz and Danny loved the Dupain-Chengs, they seemed to help level their parents out and they actually set aside their ghost obsession to just be a family. Not to mention they made the best food, going to their home was the best, you never got attacked by the food!
Jazz, Marinette, and Danny were as thick as thieves as their dads were, they were a unit. Which meant Marinette had called Jazz and Danny after she had taken the earrings off, and Danny had called Marinette to tell her about how he was dealing with his powers after dying.
And the next time the Fenton’s came to the Dupain-Cheng’s maybe Marinette and Danny hugged a little longer and a little tighter than usual, and Jazz spent her time glued to the younger girl’s side.
#jack and tom are brothers#danny and jazz are practically marinette’s siblings#dp x mlb#this could totally also be a dp x dc x mlb#danny and marinette totally comforted each other through their bb#blond bullies#jazz tries to help Marinette through her crush ptsd. especially after socquline goes and can't be there for her#jazz definitely went and threatened chloé and kim after that. NO ONE hurts her baby cousin#that's why chloé wasn't so hands on the next year of school. she was scared of it getting back to jazz#in my head it’s marinette was born between jazz and danny#which means danny dies the year following ladybug becoming a thing#i haven't seen a single jack and tom being related and that is a crime. like ITS RIGHT THERE PEOPLE!!!#gina dupain’s madian name is fenton#like the similarities between the dupain’s and the fenton’s make my brain go brrrrr#blue eyed dark haired child who ends up being a hero because it’s needed and have parents that don't really pay attention to them so#it makes it easier to be a hero and has a very clear crush and has an older but close-in-age figure who will kick ass for them#also danny and marinette like getting the greatest responsibilities in the universe (if you ghostking danny route)#also let all three of these scrawny kids the dupain strength!!#it would be so funny#dp x mlb prompt#dp x mlb crossover
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What about Aku specifically do you find so interesting?
Thought about giving a short answer, meme or even a link to an old FAQ post but if I'm not writing a big ass Aku essay then I'm dead.
The first thing we see about Aku is that he wants revenge for his past, and that, if fired upon with arrows, he will return them. Hateful, menacing, terrifying, towering over the tallest mountains. The castle he wants to burn to the ground is like a pile of blocks. Everyone who slights him will suffer.
We see why he is angry in his special origin episodes. I, too, would be angry if hunted by gods, attacked by my creator and left to rot with hatred while my brother has a nice childhood. To be silent and powerless for so long, and suddenly gain voice and strength only to have it torn away, must have been frustrating.
Then in the far future, we see a different side of Aku who, despite his evil deeds, is goofy, petulant and almost childlike in his ignorance of common sense. A derpy despot. A weird little troll! He has won, but he can't have the things he seems to actually want; He is literally incapable of getting them because he is so prone to self-sabotage. He doesn't hurt kids. He bargains with people. He apparently reads books and collects treasures out of genuine intrigue. He's even the first to extend his hand in his endless battle with Jack, offering a potential solution--a very far cry from the destructive tantrums he was introduced to us with.
The immortal Aku clearly changed with time, and one wonders if he was always so affable, if that side lay hidden beneath painful fresh wounds.
Did Aku feel the sting of the sword and remember being hunted? Jack is hated because he wields the sword, he is blessed by the gods that nearly killed Aku. It isn't even the sword that Aku truly hates, it's what the sword represents: trauma, pain, the threat of death. It's the divine bounty on his head, declaring that as long as he lives, he will live in fear of death.
Is Aku not what we are?
Are we not all wounded children in a body capable of killing one person with our hands, two more with bullets and millions with the push of a button? We aspire to be like Jack, but really, most of us are like Aku. We are lazy, complacent, probably a little too rude and wrapped up in our ego. We plaster our faces everywhere and want people to love it, to love us for our faces and the things that we do, even when most of those things are self-serving. And in the end, despite our best efforts, we will die, most likely small and afraid. Aku knows he lives on borrowed time, and he still doesn't change. He doesn't think he needs to, and no one else expects him to. But we know he's capable of it.
Aku is the futility of the human condition, personified. The worst of us...and some of the good, too.
There's an esoteric element of his appearance echoed across ancient civilizations, but a cuteness in its eyes-to-nose ratio that's expressive and endearing. There's the whole thing with the crossover element that adds a new layer onto his character. He steals every scene he's in. Perfectly casted with a once-in-a-generation legend. All while having one of the most perfectly engineered character designs by Tartakovsky and Rudish.
He's fun to write. Fun to draw. Fun to think about.
Sir, that's my emotional support treedog.
#samurai jack#aku#aku theories#ok it's a little too poetic sorry#tldr he makes me laugh#tldr he clearly mirrors the journey of cptsd or whatever#jack has hollywood ptsd but aku has like ptsd personality disorder#he so important for abused kids who are really pissed off#and who grow up into like chill funny people who see a psych#real ones know#aku is literally so funny you can make him do anything and its hilarious#yes if you all were wondering clearly i'm still unhinged
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Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan - 1x01 - Pilot
#jack ryan#jack ryan ptsd#queue#tom clancy's jack ryan#ptsd#jack ryan amazon#emdr therapy#emdr#my gifs#my edits#whump#flashback#john krasinski#frozen#fists clenched
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