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mossy-covered-bones · 5 months

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Hey, yall! I participated in @ecto-implosion this year, and I was paired with @avensartt -- here is the fantastic art she made that inspired this fic!

Puppeteer, Chapter 1

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warnings: just a panic attack for the first chapter

Maddie flicked the Ectoradiation Radar on, watching the sensor boot up. The screen glowed a light green, harsh against the black grid. The brightest section of light centered on a point just left of center--that would be the ambient ectoplasm from the portal registering. A yellow spot flickered in the portal's place, as some of the fluctuations pinged significantly above average.

"Honey, do you want to head out for a patrol soon? We could use a test run on the Ectoradiation Radar," Maddie called to the other side of the lab, where Jack was maintenencing some of their weapons. "I want to make sure it's calibrated correctly, away from the portal interference."

Jack started reassembling the weapon he was working on, slamming the pieces back into place.

"Careful, Jack!"

"I am!" he called back, snapping the barrel back into place. He grabbed one of the ectocharge magazines and slotted it into the weapon. "C'mon, let's hunt some spooks!"

Maddie couldn't help but grin, clipping the Radar to her belt and starting to gather her usual weapons from the armory wall. "Don't forget to bring some extra magazines, dear."

The baseline scale on the side of the Ectoradiation Radar inched down the further they got from the lab, the ambient ectoplasm dropping fairly quickly once they were away from the portal. The seatbelt dug into the shoulder of Maddie's jumpsuit as Jack took a turn too fast.

"You added a range modifier to this, right, dear?"

Jack shot her a grin that took his eyes off the road long enough for him to veer into the curb. "Of course, Mads! Slider on the right." He yanked the wheel to the left, overcorrecting a bit and making the GAV wobble.

She felt along the side for the slider, watching the grid grow and shrink as she fiddled with it. "Okay, the readings are following with the scale change... take a right here, there's an area with a higher ectoradiation level I want to investigate."

The GAV jolted, crossing one too many lanes of traffic to turn at the light. A car horn was just audible over the squealing of tires.

"This looks like the way to the high school," Jack commented.

Maddie glanced up from the Radar screen to scan the buildings around them. "I think that's where the higher readings are centered on--the scale looks right. I didn't think it was that large of a difference, though."

"We should get some updated readings."

"That could be useful." She glanced over her shoulder at the back of the GAV, past the back seat to where they kept the equipment. "Do we still have the other instruments? I want to get a cross reference to make sure the sensitivity's right on the Ectoradiation Radar"

"Pretty sure!" Jack took another sharp corner, pealing into the virtually empty parking lot and slamming on the breaks. He barely paused to yank the gearshift to park before he threw himself out the driver's door. "C'mon, let's check it out!"

Maddie scrambled to unbuckle her seatbelt and follow him, barely fighting back a grin from the excitement.

She ducked under Jack's arm to get to the GAV's stash, fishing out the computer display for the Signature Sensor from one of the miscellaneous bins, plugging it into the readings equipment while Jack booted it up.

Maddie handed the display over and twisted the settings dial on the Ectoradiation Radar, turning it from 'area' to 'local'. The grid disappeared in favor of a list of numbers, a flood of scales and measurements that brought a smile to Maddie's face. "Okay, what are you getting for ambient?"

"Just under one rem per hour. Yours?"

"Zero point nine four, and the estimated digit keeps varying between... two and five. Most of that is tied to a signature--a lot of that is signature. Are you picking anything up?"

Jack frowned, sweeping the Sensor around a bit more. His eyes stayed trained on the display, searching for change. "Nope, no spooks."

"Right, it must have been recent, then." Maddie hummed. "There have been a lot of sightings here, it could have raised the baseline. Should check the logs when we get back..."

"Is it that much higher?" Jack leaned over her shoulder to glance at the Ectoradiation Radar's screen. "I don't think we measured type of ecto when we found Amity Park's standard, should we--"

They both froze as the Signature Sensor's display computer beeped, eyes flicking to the screen.

Jack let out a bark of laughter. "It's Phantom! C'mon Mads, let's go!"

Jack was going at least double the local speed limit to keep their quarry in range, little flickers of a tail in the sky or readings on the Signature Sensor's display keeping them on path.

"It's switching course--left, turn left!" Maddie shouted, leaning to try and follow Phantom's path. She braced herself before Jack threw the GAV to the side. It shuddered as the wheels slammed back into the asphalt, and they raced down the road.

"Looks like it's leading up towards the woods, Mads!"

They managed to keep on its tail up until town limits and the road veered away from the ghost's path. They'd have to go on foot to follow, with how dense the trees grew---no luck getting the GAV through there.

They were out the second Jack parked, grabbing the most essential equipment before striking out.

It was slow going, trying to trek through the underbrush after Phantom's ectosignature. It didn't take long for Phantom's ectosignature to travel out of range, leaving them to follow the general direction the ghost had been taking and hope they'd stumble on the path again.

It was dim, the canopy blocking most of the evening light. Jack had the Signature Sensor at the ready, and Maddie kept the Ectoradiation Radar in hand just in case. They kept a brisk pace, doing their best to keep their direction consistent.

They were maybe thirty minutes in before Maddie spotted a change on her screen, a little sliver of brighter green at the top of her screen. "Look, Jack, there's an area up ahead with more ectoradiation--we found something."

"Let's go check it out," Jack cheered, diving back into the underbrush. Maddie followed his wake, letting him push aside bushes and trample the plants so she could keep an eye on the screen, watch that sliver of green get wider, grow brighter. The area baseline creeped up with every step, well past the readings they got around Casper High. If this was some sort of natural phenomenon, it was groundbreaking. Possibilities starting flipping through Maddie's mind. A large amount of microportals, maybe? Or an overlap of several haunts all coalescing into a cesspit of residual ectosignatures? Maybe even a place for assembling shades or blob ghosts, or some sort of old graveyard.

"Mads, I'm getting a reading again. It's nearby."

They shared a look. This could be their chance.

Maddie clipped the Ectoradiation Radar to her tool belt and grabbed her recorder, the gentle click of it starting almost deafening in the still, darkening woods.

"Recording 026B-03," Maddie whispered, reading off the label on the tape. "Research topic, where Phantom goes after a sighting. We have been following it through the forest for..." She glanced at her watch. "...seventy-four minutes. It seems that--"

"Mads!" Jack hissed, barely quieting his voice. "The ectosignature's getting stronger--it's close."

Right, game time.

"Get ready." Maddie slipped the still-running recorder back into her belt, bringing a weapon to the ready. Jack followed suit, and they creeped forward,

"There." Jack took a step forward, pushing some of the underbrush aside to get a better look. The glow was just barely visible under the sunlight filtering through the canopy, discoloring the foliage around it more than illuminating anything. It was fuzzy around the edges, insubstantial, like static forced into solidity. All black and white and bright vivid green that barely looked substantial. A messy, smoky impression of hair, a long, whispy tail, glowing white claws hooked under the arms of an unconsious teen.

Phantom didn't seem to register their presence, too busy drifting through the underbrush, clutching at the boy he was carrying around. The grip looked secure, possessive, with how deep its claws were latched into his hoodie. The taste of static sat heavy on her tongue.

Jack's face set with resolve, and he aimed the Fenton Bazooka right at it. "Put him down, ghost."

Phantom's head snapped around to stare at them, neck twisting just too far to be natural. The only features on its face were the two green specks of light where eyes should have been. It pulled the teenager a little closer, claws catching on the seams on the shoulders of his hoodie, leaving little tears Maddie could just barely make out in the dying light.

Maddie's grip tightened on her own weapon, and she moved a few steps to the left, just far enough that Phantom had to swivel his head to look between the two of them. "We're not going to let you hurt an innocent child."

The ghost's face split open in mockery of a mouth, jagged with the impression of teeth, and let out a sound like nails against a chalkboard that made their audio filters hiss. It started to back up, grip not faltering.

Maddie took a step forward, heard Jack follow suit. "We're not asking again, spook. Let him go." Her eyes flicked down to the unconscious teenager. The hoodie looked familiar.

The barrel of her ectogun drifted as she tried to make out his face in the poor lighting. Was that... "Danny?"

Phantom let out another squawk of grating static and Maddie couldn't help but flinch that time, weapon pulling back up to aim directly at its chest, but the space where the ghost--the ghost holding her son--had been was empty, the faint, sickly green light gone. Her eye's snapped to Jack, fumbling for the Sensor's display.

She held her breath for a beat while he checked, but Jack just shook his head.

Phantom was gone.

Shit. Fuck.

He could hear himself trying to breath, like radio interference echoing through the empty observatory. He needed to switch back, before his--his parents managed to catch up, or track him down like they had in the woods. They had been right there, in the middle of--

The world was getting fuzzy, turning to static around him. Danny could barely register his hoodie tearing even further as his claws dug into it, still unable to let go of his body. He couldn't still be ghost when--if his parents got here, holding his dead fucking body, but he could hardly think through the sheer panic of being so, so very close to his parents finding out.

He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to force himself back to human, but he couldn't get the change to take through his core screaming at him to hide, that he was in danger.

Shit, what was he supposed to do if they stayed there and kept looking? They couldfind the graves, find--

Danny let out a whine, high and shrill, and pulled his body closer, burying his face in his hair. He still needed to bury himself, he couldn't just... not go back there, he...

He needed to find Sam and Tucker, or Jazz, just somebody. He scrambled for his body, grabbing his phone from the pocket of his jeans. His claws scrabbled against the screen, password failing a few times before he managed to hit the right buttons and unlock. The message to the group chat was riddled with so many typos it was almost unreadable, but his phone started to ring just a few beats later.

Tucker's voice came through the speaker the second he hit answer. "Hey, Danny, what happened?"

Danny let out another wheeze of static, curling closer to his body.

"You're still in ghost form? Um. Nothing for no, sound for yes, alright?"

He tried to parrot the words back, but trying to force out the sounds just jumbled them together into nonsense. Sound. Yes. Good enough.

"Alright--are you safe?"

It was harder to swallow back the noises than it was to speak.

"Can you get home?"

He bit down on his nails to keep the static in.

"Could you get to my or Sam's house?"

Yes, yes--Danny let the burst of noise force itself out from behind his teeth.

"Go to whichever is closer, I'll let Sam know--want me to stay on the call?"

The staticy whine echoed through the observatory, and Danny tugged his body further into his chest.

"Okay, I can do that."

#danny phantom #ectoimplosion

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xestuck · 3 months

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the sim3stuck post

+ some more stuff added 15/mar/24 ! this wont be reccs for specific features for canon characters, but items that can apply to hs trolls in general (also including xeno headcanons)

before anything else. heres a link to the og simstuck cc, basically the canon trolls' horns and the canon trolls and kids shirts, in case u somehow dont have them already :-3

cas items should all be recolourable unless otherwise stated. some links direct to the creators page, but some r direct downloads. this is cos a lot of older sims 3 cc pages have broken or link to now-defunct adfly links + ND SKINS: Indogene Skin by niobe cremisi Fantasy Insect Skin by niobe cremisi Scaly Alien Skins by sim-it-up Expanded Colour Ramps by FairsteadSims Alien Colour Ramps by Scones Wood Doll Grey Skin by niobe cremisi Steampunk Robot Skin by niobe cremisi Mermaid Skin by niobe cremisi Animal Skin by Juba Metal, Matte and Plastic skins by CmarNYC

MAKEUP: Set of scars by i-like-teh-sims Bleeding face makeup by TheBleedingWoodland CAStable Mouths by Chibikinesis Freckle Blusher by Stefan0412 Recolourable Freckles & Blush by sims3land Tears of Pain Eye Makeup by GorePrincess Third Eye by moonskin93 + Avatar Alien Markings p1 by traelia + Avatar Alien Markings p2 by traelia + Dragon Scales Blush by Simmerstore -- CONTACTS Goat Eyes by Moonskin93 (iirc its unrecolourable) OhMyEyes by escand (has colourable sclera too) Solid Colour eyes, Robo eyes, Lizard eyes by Esmeralda (some are unrecolourable) Fantasy Eyes by Arisuka Fantasy Eyes 2 by Arisuka EphemeraMS93 Eyes by brntwaffles (includes default, non-def with recolourable sclera, and odd-eye contact accs) + Dragon Eyes by niobe cremisi

ACCESSORIES: --HORNS Devil Kazumi horns by TheBleedingWoodland Horns + Demon Tail by CloudwalkerNZ Classic Demon Horns by Lavoieri Devil Horns by yenwenz Sundown Horns by LeahLillith Crave Horns by LeahLillith Hathor Horns Headband by LeahLillith Some horns and "ribs" that might work for "grubscars" by VenusPrincess FF12 Demon Horns by MurfeeLee FF12 Gilgamesh Horns by MurfeeLee Small Oni Horns by Mitarasi

--TEETH AND NAILS Vampire Fangs by TheBleedingWoodland Wolf Claws for all by Callia-Evergreen/Camkitty Orc Teeth by VenusPrincess --EARS, FINS, WINGS Fin Ears, Pierced Fin Ears, and Goblin Ears by VenusPrincess Feathered Wings and some tiaras/necklaces by VenusPrincess Fairyish Wings and Ear+body fins by VenusPrincess Feathered Wings by TheNinthWave Mermaid Fins by DSims (these r the ones used in the old simstuck blog, the dropbox links still work) --ETC ACC 2 Different Colour Eyes (Natural and Solid Colour) by Esmeralda (yes these arent in makeup, sims 3 eye contacts in makeup are always mirrored so these have to be "glasses") Metal Prosthetic Arms by Arisuka Egyptian YuGiOh Choker by SallyCompaq122 Antennas by VenusPrincess Spine + Tail Accs by VenusPrincess Cat Tails by Tehmango Paw Pads by Callia-Evergreen/Camkitty Lizard Tails by Callia-Evergreen/Camkitty Lizard feet by Callia-Evergreen/Camkitty (included with the downloadable sims) Pointy Anime Shades submitted to simstuck by eiram87 Triangle Shades by GrahammerTek Welding Goggles by GrahammerTek Misc Goggles by sionelle + Medusa Snake Accs by SilFantasy

GENERAL RECS: - nraas MasterController is needed to put multiple accessories in the same location and to add more face/body sliders to your game but it has a shitton of other useful features too. - OneEuroMutt various facial and body sliders, i have the alien/ body/ amputee sliders but the rest might also be of interest. (remember to get MasterController first) - aWT Eyelid and Pupil Sliders, yes there is functional sliders for sims pupils. note the mesh needed for the sliders to work will remove the EA eye shine on sims (and glow eyes on supernatural sims) - sims3genderswap is a collection of GNC/transgender/gender neutral clothing, makeup, and hair - also some dreamer shirts/dress submitted to simstuck by zootycoon for the sims playing sburb - links to some sims 3 cc reupload piles. some of the stuff here was picked frm these, but mostly its general sims 3 cc that lost their original download links. one | two

i do have more cc that should work for simstuck shit but i have merged a lot of my .packages or cant find the source download. i havent included any skins for this reason but i can try finding fantasy skins or human skns that have grayscale tones at some other point. i dont have a simsfileshare code but if i somehow get one then i might upload packages of stuff that i cant find online anymore

also if theres any other canon homestuck cc for sims 3 pls send it to me....... i think theres stuff like mitunas outfit somewhere out there but my searches for sims 3 homestuck cc get drowned out by the sims 4 stuff...... rip

#simstuck #sims 3 cc #sims 3 homestuck #homestuck sims 3 #ts3cc #s3ccfinds #ts3 cc finds

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roninreverie · 1 year

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Some ROTTMNT fanbabies & apocalypse teens!

Don't read too hard into the parents, but I have my reasons and am mostly goofing around. For reals, do not come at me! I am just killing a little time with some cute babies because of that 87' Splinter clip and how the man wants some grandbabies. 😅

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Casey Jr.- Raph x Cassandra.

Human passing with some turtle-like traits such as green skin patches, shell-like back scutes, a very pointy baby tooth, and above average strength/durability. Has 5 fingers and toes.

Ninpo glow is a green-blue/ teal.

Weapon: Chainsaw-Hockey-Stick

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Ada- Donnie x April.

Human passing, with 4 fingers/toes, purple-tinted hair, and square-purple birthmarks around the eye and legs. Named after mathematician, Augusta "Ada" Lovelace. Middle name, Rosalind, is in homage to Dr. Rosalind Franklin who revealed the double helix structure to DNA.

Ninpo glow is magenta.

Weapon: Dual Scythe

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Jotaro- Leo x Usagi.

Rabbit Yokai passing, save for the red-ear slider marks around his eyes. 4 fingers/ toes.

(I know it's not how names work, but I mixed Miyamoto and Hamato to make Hamamoto, and thought it sounded neat.)

Ninpo glow is black.

Weapons: Katana/Wakizashi (Usagi's swords)

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Blobboid- Mikey x Sunita.

Slime Yokai passing. Is denser than most slime yokai, but is still malleable. Can also harden body to shell-like texture for defense. Has 3 fingers and blob-like feet.

"Blobboid" is a reference to Mikey's alternate superhero self in the 2003 series and also 99% the reason for this crack pairing!

Ninpo glow is peach.

Weapon: Kanabo

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Rangeen- Mikey x Sunita.

Slime Yokai passing. Can manipulate the colors of her slime for advanced shapeshifting capabilities without the need for a cloaking brooch. Has 5 fingers and blob-like feet.

Name means "colorful".

Ninpo glow is lime-green.

Weapon: Rope-Dart

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Sofonisba- Galizia x Mona.

Lizard Yokai. Born from an egg. Has 4 fingers and toes. No turtle traits, save a few similar markings on her skin and the passing of hereditary ninpo energy.

Ninpo glow is turquoise.

Weapon: War-Fan

(Used the Starla baby pose reference on baby Casey for the back pose!)

#rottmnt oc babies #casey jones jr #raphcass #leosagi #apritello #mikey x sunita #rottmnt galizia #mona feyrouz #dad raph #half turtle casey #rottmnt oc #rottmnt fanbabies #dont read into the pairs... its just for funsies #I can explain myself I swear!#roninreverie

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fishsticksloser · 11 months

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Can i request future mikey with little sister from the past? (Platonic one-shot with little angst)

So reader (female mutant ninja turtle and mikey's twin) co-op to open a portal and save leo from the kraang, everything is good in the beginning but it short lived as Reader start losing control over her mystic powers and start attacking everything getting close to her including her brothers, so reader decided to run away and hide.

When future mikey who was in another place of NYC heard about this he flew to where the kids were only to not find reader, Future mikey decided he's gonna get himself involve by finding where reader is, lock her power temporarily and train her to regain control so the hamato won't get hurt by her.

Power & Control

f!Mikey + gn!reader

Warnings: Movie SPOILERS, angst, violence, injuries, comfort, powers

A/N: Whew... Who doesn't love angst. This starts with the movie, then it will go to where F!Mikey is (going by Mike). Reader is still yellow!

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Mikey clenches his fists, refusing to believe Leo is dead. He extends his hands once more and tries to make a portal. Tears stream down from his eyes as he starts sobbing, grunting loudly. You watched, your own tears slowly falling.

"Mikey, it's over..." Raph's on the ground, choking back agonized tears, balling his fists in anguish.

"Leo never gave up on us, I'm not giving up on him." Mikey grunts, hands still out in front of him. A bright golden light engulfed Mikey as he gave out one last cry. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"Mikey, whatever you're doing, don't stop." Raph gasps. You join Mikey, extending your own hands to help open the portal. A portal opened up, cracks started to grow bigger as the portal gets wider golden cracks began to form on your and Mikey's arms. Raph and Donnie join, putting their hands on both your shoulder's, your eyes drifted to your brothers. "We're here. Together."

The cracks start to spread through Raph and Donnie, spreading to their faces. Raph and Donnie's eyes glow golden, telling their bodies it was too much. The portal opened to the prison dimension as Leo opened his eyes weakly.

"Took you guys long enough." Leo chuckles. He reached his hand as Raph uses his red phantom aura to grab him. Kraang made a grab at Leo, but Donnie managed to use his staff and drill the alien in the face. They finally managed to pull Leo to the real world, you and Mikey closed the portal, trapping Kraang alone in the prison dimension. You and Mikey ran up to the unconscious red eared slider.

"Leo?" Raph asks.

"Ugh... Are we on Staten Island?" Leo groans, looking around. He throws his arms up and you all tackle him in a hug.

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Raph finished bandaging your hands, the cracks weren't glowing anymore, though they were more like burns now. Mikey wasn't much better, but his didn't seem to be as bad. The worst of you 5 were Donnie and Leo, still they were champs, acting like they were fine. You felt an itch, you didn't know if it was because of everything that happened or if you needed something.

As the days went on, the itch got worse. Raph wanted to spar with you and you agreed, hoping it would help. You blacked out. When you came to you were chained to a hospital bed, you started freaking out.

"Hey!" Mikey held his hands up in surrender. "What do you remember?"

"Raph asked me to spar with him... We got into our stances and..." You started, frowning when that was all you could remember. You looked to your right and saw Raph with fresh bandages. "What happened? What did I do?"

"We don't know." Donnie sighs, standing on the other side of you. "We felt a huge wave of power and then Raph screamed for us. You weren't responding to us, but you were awake."

"I'm so sorry." You say to Raph.

"It's okay, it wasn't on purpose." Raph smiles. Always so sweet, he should be mad. "I'm just worried about you."

You answered all the questions that were asked, trying to remember as much as you could. You realized the itch had gone down a little, but after that event it started coming back even stronger than before. You started having moments were you'd black out and someone would end up injured. You couldn't stay, you were hurting your brothers. You packed a small bag and ran away, leaving a note.

"I'm sorry, I can't seem to control my powers and I'm hurting you." Leo read aloud. "I have decided to leave and try to figure it out so I don't cause anymore pain. Thank you for being my brothers. I love you."

"We have to look for them." Mikey says.

"Of course we going to!" Raph answers, his arm still in a sling from the last time you 2 sparred. "Donnie, do you have a tracker on them?"

"I did..." Donnie grunts. "It seems they removed it, leaving it on the note."

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"Bee!" Mike could hear Raph call. He stood in a familiar alley, confused as to how he ended up here.

"Bee!" Leo yelled. Mike followed the voices, pausing when he saw not only himself, but his brothers.

"Uh..." Mikey meets Mike's eyes. "Guys?"

"What did you find, Bee?" Leo asks. Mikey shakes his head and points to Mike, the 3 brothers look and see him. "Mikey?"

"Yeah..." He says, the others barely able to hear him. They didn't seem fazed, probably due to Casey.

"Could you help us?"

"Um..." Mike starts, walking to them. "Did something happen?"

"They ran away." Raph hands the note to Mike. He reads it, his heart breaking at the words.

"I think I can help." He agrees. "I'll try to find them."

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Mike floated around New York City, looking for you. He eventually found you, huddled in an alley. He landed at the entrance as to not scare you.

"Bee?" He hesitated. You looked up, gold crackling around your irises.

"Mikey?" You breathed, the gold flickered.

"Hey, I'm here to help. Can I come over?" You shook your head, scooting farther from him.

"Every times someone gets close, I attack them."

"I don't think you'll attack me. I just want to talk."

Eventually you nod and he gets closer. He explained that something similar happened to him in his timeline, you were the one that helped him. You shook your head.

"I doubt it was as bad as this."

"You're right, but I will do everything I can to help you." Mike held your face in his hands and his eyes started to glow his signature gold, wind blew around the 2 of you. The gold in your eyes disappeared, the itch left as well.

"W-What did you do?"

"I locked your ninpo. Just until you learn, so you don't hurt anyone else."

Mike brought you back to the lair. You hugged yourself anxiously as you entered. Your brothers stood, watching you. Mikey launched himself at you, sobbing happily.

"I was so worried." He wept, holding you tight.

"It's good to have you back." Raph smiles, pulling the 2 of you into a hug.

"Thank you." Leo tells Mike.

After the tearful reunion, Mike told them all what was going on. He told them he'd train you, help you control your powers. Until you could control them, they'll be locked.

"Now, go rest." Mike tells you. "Training will start tomorrow."

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callsignthirsty · 2 years

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Really wanting an iceman x reader where the reader was in his topgun class but she and others are on a dangerous mission (sometime after graduation) and ice is in the control room where he can hear the radio!! maybe she saves someone from being shot down while putting herself in danger or turns back to save someone, set kinda around the original movie?

Hey Nonnie! Thanks for the request. I wasn’t able to think up anything particularly high stakes, but I hope that you like what I cooked up for ya.

Pairing: Tom “Iceman” Kazansky x F!Reader (Your call sign is Lady Luck) Word Count: 2200 Warnings: N/A

No Promises

It was dark when you arrived in the briefing room, and it would still be dark in 30 minutes when you were shot off the deck to begin your mission.

You'd been stationed at sea for weeks, hoping that tensions never escalated beyond posturing, but the enemy attack on and sinking of a US frigate meant that you were being sent in.

"This–," your Captain approached the screen and circled an area, the projection distorting around his hand, "–is your target." Next slide. "It's the only enemy airfield within striking distance." Take out air cover, and their only option would be to send out the destroyers, but the enemy had to know that their navy was far outmatched. "Archer 1's missiles have been replaced with Mk 82s." Next slide. "Satellite imaging estimates roughly 30 jets within the target's hangar. Your mission, first and foremost, is to take out the runway before they can take off to retaliate."

The simplicity of the plan didn't make it any less dangerous. Three pilots to protect one equipped with enough gun powder to take out an entire hangar but barely enough to defend themself in a fight. Take out the airfield. Beat the enemy back into line. But after the previous day's attack, the enemy knew you'd be coming. They just didn't know when.

"Have I missed anything, Lieutenant Kazansky?"

Ice stood shrouded in shadow toward the front of the room, right arm in a plaster cast, Slider by his side. But not even a broken bone could stop Ice from participating. He'd worked his way into every possible strategy meeting. His fingerprints were all over the plan you'd just been walked through, and you were sure it killed him to see you — the only Top Gun pilot on board who was cleared to fly — get to lead it.

"Fly low. Fly fast." His eyes swept the room, alert even in the early morning hour as he singled you out from the group. You knew what was coming next: "And keep your comms on."

"Dismissed."

You climbed aboard your jet, Casper on your heels. Ticked all the boxes in your preflight check while the rest of your squad ran through theirs. Then, you were taxied to the canon, and before the sun had peaked over the horizon, you were shooting off the deck.

The comms crackled on as all four jets fell into formation, the glow of the runway lights disappearing amongst still-black waves: "Good morning, aviators." Ice. "20 minutes to target, do North Northwest. Fly low."

"Copy, Control," you answered, and you know it has to be killing him to sit this one out, but no one can fly with a broken wrist. Not even the Iceman. "This is Archer 1, headed North Northwest at 900 feet. Expected arrival just after 0500 hours." Right after sunrise.

Ice straightened from his position over the shoulder of the communications operator, his finger releasing the green push-to-talk button. Slider stood to his left to avoid bumping into Ice's casted arm. He'd told his RIO that he didn't need to come with, but Slider was nothing if not loyal, so he'd grumbled to the coffee maker and come along anyway. "Here we go," Slider said quiet enough that Ice was confident he was the only one to catch it. He nodded imperceptibly as the radio crackled, and you ran through a check with Archers 2, 3, and 4: Checkmate and Breaker, Burbank and Yellow, AOK and Plan B.

You'd been flying straight at the target for 11 minutes when two blips appeared on the radar.

"Archers, there are 2 bogeys at 2 o'clock," said the comms operator. "Headed past you at a healthy distance."

"Copy, Control."

Another 3 minutes, then the bogeys began a lazy circle back toward their base. Still, they couldn't have seen you: in addition to the low light and your flying below radar detection, they were too far away to see you with the naked eye.

"Archers, those bogeys are circling around. Looks like they're returning to base."

"They onto us?" That was Yellow.

"Negative, Archer 3, but their path intersects yours. Proceed as planned."

"Control, this is Archer 2 requesting permission to engage." Checkmate. The comms operator looked to the Captain, and it bothered Ice that they hadn't looked to him. It was his plan, after all.

The Captain nodded. "Archer 2, permission granted. Intercept the bogeys and fire at will."

"Copy, Control."

"Right behind you, Checkmate," AOK called out to his lead. Comms operators got to work flipping breakers to keep Checkmate and AOK's radio separate from yours and Burbank's.

"Archers 1 and 3, Archers 2 and 4 have split. Continue to target. Estimated arrival: 5 minutes."

The Control room broke into chaos as soon as Checkmate and AOK engaged the enemy planes.

"Oh shit, there's four of them."

"Break left!"

"4 minutes to target."

"AO, he's on my tail!"

"Bring'm 'round."

"Casper, prepare package for delivery."

"Check, I'm switching to guns."

"Oh shit, Burb, Luck, there's two bogeys headed past us high at 9 o'clock."

"That sonuvabitch hit me!"

"Did they see us?"

"Stay with me, AO."

"I don't think so."

"Check, get this asshole off of me!"

"3 minutes to target."

"I've got missile lock."

"Bank right!"

"Shit, that was close."

"How we doing, Cas?"

"Take the shot!"

"2 minutes to target."

"Ready for delivery, Luck."

"Bring 'em around, AO."

"Yellow, do you see anything?"

"Negative, Burb–"

"Checkmate, I'm out of missiles."

"–I don't think they saw us."

"1 minute to target."

"I can see it."

"Two down, two to go. Switching to guns."

"Checkmate, there's a hostile on our six."

"You ready for this Burbank?"

"Get 'em offa me, AO!"

"Born ready, Luck."

"Control, we are dropping the package in 3…"

"Left engine's out."

"Shutting it down."

"2…"

"Got 'em!"

"Yeehaw!"

"1."

"Control, this is Archers 2 and 4; hostiles have been dispatched–"

"Bombs away, boys."

"–but we're out of ammo. Returning to Flight Deck."

"Deploy Archer Spare." The command was out of Ice's lips, and he pointedly stared straight ahead, ignoring the Captain's glare. The Captain waved it off, not moving to approve takeoff.

"Oh, Lady Luck, they didn't like that one bit."

"What're they going to do about it, Burbank?" You and Burbank continued to circle the airstrip, dropping all six of your bombs, but not fast enough to prevent two planes from taking off. Plus, the two bogeys that had flown past you earlier had circled around after the first explosion.

"Archers 1 and 3: Four hostiles inbound from the runway and on your 6."

Finally, the Captain gave the go-ahead for Comms to clear Archer Spare for takeoff.

"Comms to Flight Deck: deploy Archer Spare."

"I see 'em."

"Begin return to Flight Deck. Archer Spare is on their way."

"Burb, Yellow: arm missiles. Cas, I'm switching to guns."

"Copy that. Arming missiles."

"How long until Archer Spare engages?" Ice asked, and it's only through years of honing his signature icy demeanor that he managed to keep the concern from his face, but his palm is sweaty beneath the plaster of his cast.

"12 minutes."

"This will be over in 5."

"Lieutenant Kazansky." Ice clenched his jaw shut as the Captain called him to heel.

"Now would be a great time to take the shot, Burb."

"What do you think I'm trying to do?!"

"Luck, we're taking a hostile down the left."

"Jesus Christ, that was close."

"Firing!"

"Where are they, Yellow?"

"Two coming around on our six."

"Split 'em!"

The chatter continued until you and Burbank had managed to take out all but one hostile out for the flight of his life. But it was two against one, and Ice liked those odds.

"Shit, Luck. We're out."

Unless, of course–

"Of what?"

"Everything."

Fuck.

"Bring 'em around nice and easy, Burbank."

"Fuck that–" a freaked-out Yellow "–Fly dammit! They're gonna get missile lock on us!"

"Keep mellow, Yellow."

"Fuck you, Casper."

"You gotta help me out here, Burbank. I can't get a shot!"

"9 minutes."

"Shit. We're out, too."

"What?!"

"You gotta shake him, Burb."

"I can't!"

"Luck, do something!"

Archers 1 and 3 were silent for a couple seconds before your voice filtered back over the radio. "Control, it loo- -’re h-ving prob-" Ice lunged forward and smashed his good hand down on the green button.

"Kazansky!"

"Luck, don't you dare–" but it was too late; you'd already switched off your comms. "Dammit!" Slider chuckled over his shoulder at the slip in his controlled façade. Ice didn't pay his RIO or the Captain any mind. In the minute that your comms were cut off, his head flooded with nightmare scenarios. You had been known to shut off your comms right before dragging Casper into something stupid.

Your comms switched back on. "Control, this is Archer 1 requesting deployment of a rescue helicopter." The blip of your jet banked wide right before reorienting itself with the path of the hostile on Burbank's tail. Ice's eyes went wide.

"Archer 1," the Comms operator sputtered, "Archer Spare will be at your location in 6 minutes."

Ice knew that neither you nor Burbank had six minutes. Still, he leaned over the console, ready to knock you off whatever Maverick bullshit you had planned, but he was too late.

"Mayday. Mayday. Archer 1 is going down," Casper's voice came out strong over the radio, nothing was wrong with your plane except for its collision course with the hostile. Your dot almost on top of them.

"Burb, roll right!"

"Eject! Eject!"

Static fuzz.

"Control, this is Archer 3 returning to Flight Deck." Ice continued to hold his breath, Slider's hand on his shoulder. "Archer 1 has deployed parachutes."

— —

When Ice appeared at your door, you were getting ready to leave the med bay in pursuit of dry clothes. "Here to congratulate me on a successful mission?"

"What the hell was that?" he bit, and you rolled your eyes as your expression soured.

"If you're just here to yell at me," you said, trailing off as you tried to push past him and into the hallway, but he blocked your escape.

"No. You don't get to pull a stunt like that and just walk away, Luck."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Was that not a part of your plan?" Ice remained silent as he took a deep breath, the muscle in his jaw twitching. It hadn't. He'd tried to deploy Archer Spare on time to get to you, but he'd been outranked. "Spare was too far out, and Burbank and I were out of ammo. What did you expect me to do? Leave him to die?"

"Burbank is a capable pilot–"

"He's a kid!" A cocky one, but what pilot wasn't? He'd come to you all fresh from flight school, 20 years old, and insisting that he was Hollywood. Slider had laughed in his face and told him that you already knew a Hollywood. When you'd all found out a couple days later that he was actually from Burbank, the name — much to his chagrin — stuck.

"–and what you did put not only your life, but Casper's, Yellow's, and Burbank's in danger."

"Is that it? Was I being too dangerous?" Where had you heard that one before?

"Luck."

"Why can't you just admit that you're jealous?" You crossed your arms over your chest and genuinely thought you had him, especially when he spat out a 'what?'. "The Navy's poster child sidelined, and Lady Luck takes his role leading a successful mission for the US of A."

Ice actually laughed as if you'd said the funniest damn thing he'd ever heard, and your arms crossed tighter over your chest for an entirely different reason. Had you really pinned him that wrong?

"That's what you think this is about?"

"Whatever, Kazansky." You tried to push past him to get out of your wet clothes. You were starting to get cold.

Ice caught you with his good hand and dragged you forward until you were pressed against his chest. You had to crane your head to meet his eyes, but there was something different in them. Not anger. Not frustration. Heat.

The warning registered too late, and suddenly his lips were on yours, the force of them bruising. His hand anchored on the side of your jaw, possessive as he tilted you into a better angle and licked at the seam of your lips. You groaned, eyes slipping closed as the plaster of his cast pressed into your lower back until you were arching into him.

Your hands rose to grip the lapels of his service khakis and drag him closer until his teeth caught on your lower lip and sucked it into his hot mouth.

You broke apart when your head spun from lack of oxygen, lids heavy as you stared up at him. "Oh."

"Don't you ever do that to me again," he commanded, his cheeks the same breathless pink as yours.

"If this is the way you greet me once I'm back on the ground?" you asked, a cruel smile blossoming as your eyes flicked from his lips to his eyes. "No promises."

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topgunruinedme · 10 months

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Welcome to the danger zone II o.9

Pairings: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Ron "Slider" Kerner/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell.

Requested: Yes.

Prompt: Could I submit a top gun prompt please? Threesome with ice, slider, and maverick + spanking + “you wont be able to walk straight after i’m done with you” + enemies to lovers? And if you don’t mind, added request that ice and slider are topping maverick?

Warnings: BDSM, language, mature themes, violence, sexual scenes, Dubious concept.

Word Count: 3K

Tag: @ladureelover @weirdqueergremlin @vigilanteavengerqueen @awkwxrdapple

Previous parts: Chapter||o.1, Chapter||o.2, Chapter||o.3, Chapter||o.4, Chapter||o.5, ChapterIIo.6, ChapterIIo.7, ChapterIIo.8.

He stretched back in his seat sending a lazy gaze around the classroom waiting for his pilot to arrive. Fingers tapping against the desk as he hummed quietly, he took a deep breath, lips lifting slightly as he thought of Carole.

God he missed her, he hated being so far from them. He missed her soft smile, her beautiful laugh, and the way she glowed when she chased around their son. The way she fit into his arms so perfectly, like his very own Tinkerbell to coddle.

The song formed itself, his rhythm shifting to match the rhythm. Goodness gracious, great balls of fire… Despite how much he loved it, it was a family song. It was the song that he had met Carole to, the one he dragged Pete into when he first met the kids when he was still small and skittish. The song that Mav used to hum to Bradley to sleep when he was still a babe, it was one of the boy's favorite pastimes. Sitting on the piano and belting out the song with his godfather.

He had sentimental ties to it. He had no doubt that years from now when Bradley's getting ready for school the boy will still be dancing around the house with his mother. He could see the boy sitting beside him on the piano as he leant how to play. Seeing the boy go on his first date, first relationship, first breakup. Watching Bradley graduate, go to college. Seeing him throw the cap in the air as they watched with proud smiles as their boy received his certificate.

He could almost see the photo frame on their bookshelf, Bradley in his graduation gown, roll in hand. Maverick tucked under the beaming man's arm with a proud smile. The two had always been so close. He couldn't imagine anything that could separate them. Through life of death.

He shifted slightly when someone brushed past him, fingers stilling, humming coming to a halt as a body dramatically dropped into the seat next to him. He snorted, resting his arm on the back of the man's chair lifting an eyebrow at Mav. The man’s hair was an utter mess, he grumbled hand brushing through his hair irritably in an attempt to make it resemble something within regulation.

Mav had dark circles under his eyes from the lack of sleep, he stifled a yawn blinking as he lazily dropped to the side into his offered arm. The smaller man grinned at him as he tilted his head back on his arm using it as a cushion.

“Long night” Mav offered him a gin, looking all too pleased with himself.

He huffed, a smile growing as he shook his head in amusement. Mav was up to his usual antics it seemed. He wondered if the man had been chasing Charlie, if he needed to step in before he got them in trouble. He was all up for the man's escapades, but their teacher? That was a tad far.

He frowned slightly as Ice and Slider entered, Ron winked at Mav with a smug look while Ice ignored the interaction entirely. His brows furrowed as he watched the men sit, his gaze dropping to Maverick. He didn't like not knowing things. There was far too much intention in Kerner's ‘wink’ than he liked. Damn it, he should have stayed with Maverick after the beach.

He paused watching as Mav leaned back slightly looking at the rows across from them, catching Ice’s eye. What the hell did Mav want with Kazansky? His hand wrapped around the man's shoulder slightly, starting to sweat as he watched the interaction weary. He certainly didn't miss the shiver that ran through Mav or the pleased grin the younger man wore for the rest of the lesson. One he was familiar with, frighteningly so.

It normally only came out when Maverick got something he wanted; after winning a bet, taking a woman home, getting into Top Gun, the list goes on. He had gotten something he wanted, something he hadn't thought he would be able to get.

Goose’s eyes trailed back to Ice’s to find the man watching the board. Slider wasn’t even attempting to be subtle, sitting on his side not paying attention to the lesson as he watched Maverick copy down notes. His eyes connected with the other Rio, Slider sent him a shark-like grin tilting his head curiously. It was sharp, a warning.

What are you looking at me for?

He felt a flush of embarrassment flood through him as unwanted images flooded through him as the man stared him down. He cleared his throat slightly, turning his attention back to Maverick when he felt the man by his side shift.

Mav had clearly not realized that he was watching him as he tried to subtly glance back at the two men. He watched Ice’s lips lift slightly in amusement, he raised an eyebrow at Mav, a clear challenge in his eyes as Mav turned around with a flush.

Something wasn't right…

This was all too developed. A few days ago Mav would have been swearing up and down the coast at the chance to curse Kazansky out. He was not getting flustered over the man. Surely.

It simply wasn't possible.

His eyes trailed along Mavs' throat looking for any mark of evidence that could be there. His finger slipped down to tug the collar down slightly, he caught sight of a hickey or two, a few nail marks but no bruising.

Slowly the picture formed in his head, the two different sets of hickeys on Maverick's neck. Two people. Shiiiiiiit . This was not a simple one-night stand Mav had picked up at a club. He felt the urge to bash his head into the desk and answer questions later.

Two people who were off limits. Rivals most likely. Ice and Slider. He had gotten Tom and Ron. Shit.

He knew they had been talking about something on the courts, he should have pushed it. He should have stayed with Mav and ensured he didn't do anything stupid. He still had trouble looking at Slider, hearing such a profound - intimate noise from the man.

Had they choked Maverick too? He didn't like the idea of Mav putting his life in their hands. Sure he had known Tom since flight school and Ron since the academy. But, he didn't like it. He didn't want his brother's life in their hands.

Especially not with what he had seen them doing.

This had to stop. It was out of hand. Maverick had the unfortunate habit of ‘shoot first then ask questions later’. Which admittedly led him into trouble most of the time. This time he had bitten off too much to chew. Did he know what they could do to him? Did he know what they wanted to do to him?

His stomach rebelled at the thought of Slider holding Maverick down, vulnerable to whatever Ice wanted to do. Their hand on his throat or anywhere on his body. Was he going to walk in one day covered in bruises with a false smile and tell him not to worry about it.

He would never think of Tom as an abuser he couldn't. But he couldn't deny the fact that Ice could, and Pete would let him just for the thrill of fighting for control.

That's what scared him, not what Tom does, or how he and Slider find pleasure in whatever weird dynamics they have. What worried him was Maverick and his limits. He had never done anything like this before, he had never even expressed an interest in men in particular. Would Maverick stop when he hit his limit or would he tumble over it?

Goose honestly couldn't answer.

Dragging Mav out with him to eat at the dinner wasn't hard, the younger man was always looking for something to do together. Getting The man to sit still with him and not up making a fool of himself or trying to pick someone up was significantly harder.

The seats were old and squeaked slightly when they moved, he watched as Mav shamelessly flirted with the blushing waitress. His charming smile and that damn twinkle in his eye. He was irresistible.

How was he even going to broach the question? Are you still going after them? They're dangerous, you don't know what you're getting into. Please just listen to me.

Mavs' gaze turned to him after taking his sweet time to observe the woman as she walked away he raised an eyebrow at him taking a sip from his beer. “What are we doing here, Goose?” he asked, his gaze falling to take in Goose's nervous fiddling he frowned slightly, “We could have been out at the O-club or watching the game at my place”.

Goose tugged at the label on his beer bottle, the condensation wetting his fingers as he glanced up. “Can’t I just want time with you, just us? Things have gotten a little crazy with Top Gun and your...thing” he finished weakly with a heavy sigh.

It had been…intense. With Charlie, then Ice, he was almost 90% sure Slider had something to do with it. Trying to keep them from getting kicked out, discharged or Mav from getting himself killed. It was a full-time job.

Mavericks' expression softened with a look of concern, “Of course”. He shifted to fully face him silently letting him know he wouldn't try to pick anyone up. His attention was all Gooses tonight. “I didn't realize it was affecting you. I'm sorry” Mav gave with a crokard smile.

“Don’t worry about it” he said with a tired smile, “I'm used to it”.

Maverick frowned, shifting to lean on the table. “You shouldn't be used to being forgotten, Goose,” he said unhappily. “I’m not trying to make your life harder” he muttered picking at the napkin on the table.

“I know” Goose soothed gently, placing his hand on Mav’s to stop him before he started picking it apart and got them kicked out. “I know you don’t Pete” he squeezed his hand “Just think a little will you?”.

Maverick nodded silently, dragging his eyes up to Nicks. “I just don't want you to wake up one day and realize that other people have gotten hurt, '' Goose said gently.

“I’ll think,” Mav muttered, “I don't- I don't want to hurt people. I Just fly the way it feels natural” he sipped his beer avoiding Goose's gaze, “It’s not my fault the others can't keep up”.

“Try”, Goose said firmly, “Let them catch up. Because one day you're going to be stranded up in the air and no one will trust you”.

“I’ll have you,” Mav said weakly.

“No always”.

Mav gave him an alarmed look, “What?”.

“I'm not always going to be there Mav, Bradley he's 2 now. And this is a dangerous job. Cougar, that could have gone wrong, Mav. I want to watch him grow up, go to school, and I want to watch him graduate”.

Mav stared at him, not able to hide the hurt or the way his body curled in on himself slightly to defend himself.

“I want to live long enough to see him live, Mav, and flying with you…it's dangerous. You fly dangerously”. His chest ached, Mav, Pete. He looked crushed. He hasn't meant to drag the mood down so much but Maverick had to know his fears, his wants, and needs.

“I promise,” Maverick said softly, “I promise that you'll see those things. I will do everything I can to ensure you live, Goose”.

“I know you will, sweetheart” he gave him a smile. “Now order something, then we can talk about the score”.

Mav huffed in amusement pulling his hand away to pick up the menu, “Gee dear you really know how to win my heart”.

“Of course honey” his lips twitched happily to see Mav trying to gather himself, diving straight back into his normal behavior's. Watching the man order easily for them both when the waiter passed by, not needing to ask what he wanted. He watched the man shamelessly flirt with the waiter, watched the man make a fool of himself with a fond smile on his lips.

God, he loved Mav, he loved Pete. Mitchell was just another name added to his family tree, if he could if it was legal, the man would be Pete Bradshaw in a heartbeat. He watched as Mav’s grin grew brighter, his laugh got louder as he swayed his hip, spinning the woman around on the floor of the dinner as he sang along to the radio.

Watching the younger man dramatically dip the woman back who squawked, he laughed at his friends' antics. Calling the man back over as the food arrived, milkshakes and burgers. Their favorite's. Their food. The same thing he had forced the scrawny man to eat once he dragged him out of that god-forsaken locker room, nose still bleeding as he attempted to stop it.

Milkshakes fix everything, he remembered declaring.

The boy had stared at him, almost scowling as he sneered. And the Burger?

Just great food . He remembered smiling widely at the man, feeling his chest warm as the boy gave in and picked at the burger. Taking his first bite and watching it disappear as if he hadn't eaten. Letting him pick the fries off his plate. From then on, it had been theirs.

“Eat Mav”. It didn't matter how many years had passed he still saw that small fractured boy across from him. Skinny from missing one too many meals, a personality bigger than the world.

Mav laughed cheerfully, dropping into the seat, waving off the offer for another dance, panting slightly as he took a sip of his drink, strawberry. The man let out an appreciative groan.

His lips twitched, “Sweet?”

Mav gave him a teasing smile “Could use a few more sugars”.

“Guts” he chuckled, “Nothing can satisfy your sweet tooth” he scolded fondly.

“Carole's Blackberry pie can” Mav relayed as a matter of fact.

Goose relented, no one could argue with his wife's cooking. “Eat” he told the man firmly as Mav picked up his burger sticking his tongue out at him as he took his first bite.

He watched the oil drip down the man's face as Mav caught his eye looking slightly startled, chewing his mouthful before swallowing stiffly. “What?”

“Nothing” he brushed off with a smile “Just taking in the view”.

“Nick” Mav warned, eyes narrowing.

He gave him a knowing smile picking up a fry and dipping it into his vanilla milkshake watching the man grimace. “I'm not doing anything” he smirked.

Mav’s lips lifted in amusement knowing he was pulling his leg, he gave him a playful look “Don't look at me like that”.

“Like what?” Goose played along his own smile growing as Mav rolled his eyes

“Like you know something I don’t”.

“Who says I don't?” he said lightly. He nudged the man's ankle with his foot, jarring him slightly. “So” he drawled, “Ron and Tom”.

Maverick flushed, placing his burger down and whipping his hands clean with the napkin. “So you know”.

“You didn't exactly hide it”.

Mav glanced up at him with a confused look, hands fiddling with the milkshake straw, brows furrowed. Mouth opening in the complaint.

He snorted “Come on Mav, give me a little credit I'm not stupid” he said lightly, “You too don't go at watch other anymore, there's no more snappy unneeded remarks” - he gave the man a pointed look - “No more button pushing and you can't deny the hickeys that started appearing on your neck”. He raised an eyebrow as Mav seemed to burrow lower in his seat.

“I-uh” he bit his lip giving him a helpless look “I don't know what it is, it's- confusing”. He sighed “It's different” he admitted.

And so he told him, turns out a lot can happen in the span of a few days. He told him about the not-date at their house and how much to his embarrassment that he had ridden back with soiled pants. Leaning over the table as they whispered, time falling away as their food grew cold, picking at it as Maverick admitted what he had kept from him. He watched the man stand knees creaking as he gave him a small smile, cold food in a container as he slipped on his jacket.

“Nick?”.

He hummed softly watching as Mav collected his food and grabbed his eyes the man looked

slightly nervous.

“Thanks”.

“Of course Mav,” he gave the man a gentle look “I’m always going to be here, no matter what. I promise Mav”.

He waited, smiling at the waiter when she placed his packaged food on the table, he slipped a few bills out of his wallet placing it on the table as he grabbed the food watching Mav leave before retreating to use the phone in the back of the dinner.

Mav. He seemed…happy. A type of happiness he hadn't seen outside their family. He didn't want to take that away from him.

But he had to. He wouldn't sit back and let someone hurt Pete simply because he was too oblivious to notice it was doing more harm than good.

He waited in anxious silence, his fingers wrapping around the cord as he watched Maverick saddle his bike, his hand coming up to trace the hickey on his neck with a small smile.

Oh god. He was becoming attached .

The phone clicked and laughter filled the line, “Hello?” Carole answered brightly, her sweet voice filled him with fondness. God he loved her.

“Carole” The relief in his tone was clear, the weight on his chest loosening at the sound of his wife's chest.

“Nick?” He pushed back the urge to preen under her soft coo. She sounded so happy to hear from him, he would have to call more often, he wondered how she was handling Brad.

She was perfect, always managing to adapt to any situation he threw her, accepting Pete into their family without blinking an eye. She could always tell when something was wrong, mother's instincts, or maybe Maverick's instincts at this point. She was able to detect the stress in his voice after years of practice, her tone became sharper, “What happened?”.

“We need you,” he said firmly, pulling tightly on the cord until his finger went white as he fiddled with it. He needed Carole, he needed someone to tell him what the hell to do. Someone to tell him to sit down and breathe, to look at the bright side. He needed his wife.

“I need you,” he admitted.

The line was silent for a moment, “We’ll be on the next plane out”.

#top gun fanfiction #top gun imagine #top gun fandom #top gun 1986 #pete maverick mitchell #icemav #slicemav #tom iceman kazansky #ron slider kerner

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miyamiwu · 1 year

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GIF Coloring Guide: An Introduction to Adjustment Layers in Photoshop

This is going to be a super basic guide meant to show you the power of Adjustment Layers in Photoshop. It’s not going to be a step-by-step tutorial, though, in which I dictate what exactly you should do because it will always be different for every gif.

I’ll be turning this Isagi gif:

into this:

What you need:

Adobe Photoshop (any version should be fine. I use CC v23)

Basic gif-making knowledge using Photoshop

Basic Photoshop knowledge in general

What this guide is good for: A simple gif where the brightness and colors of each frame are about the same.

I’m writing this guide for those who already know how to make a gif in Photoshop. You’ve imported your frames, deleted the ones you don’t need, and you know how to save it as a gif. I will only be teaching you how to color, so I’m not gonna walk you all through the Photoshop basics. You can google that yourself.

Now, first things first, I want you to keep in mind that the GIF file format can hold only up to 256 colors. Thus, when coloring gifs, I try to “reduce” the colors by making the blacks blacker, the whites whiter, removing color noise, and de-emphasizing colors that are not essential to the overall scene. Otherwise, the final image will just look noisy or muddy because of the gif trying to compensate for all those extra colors—which is not bad in itself, by the way, if that’s the look you’re aiming for. I just prefer my GIFs to look HD.

And from what I’ve noticed, noisy and muddy gifs will also have a larger file size. The uncolored gif above, for example, is at 6.69mb. Meanwhile, the colored gif is at 4.96mb. Both were exported using the same settings. Although we have a 10mb file size limit for gifs here on Tumblr, I still like to keep the file size down as much as I can.

Now, with that out of the way, let’s get to the actual guide—

In the Isagi gif I’m using as an example, I made him look like he’s glowing in the dark and also partly blended him into the background. Here’s a screenshot of all the adjustment layers I used to achieve this effect:

All these layers should be on the very top of your gif layers. I grouped them together for convenience in toggling all changes on and off, allowing me to quickly check the “before and after” of the gif.

Before I explain what those layers do, I just want you to know that the order of those layers matter. I purposely put one Selective Color at the bottom, and that second Selective Color is no mistake. More on this later.

Selective Color 1

Selective Color is my favorite, and it’s also the most important. It lets me fine-tune individual colors without affecting the other colors much. It’s also usually the first thing I add as it lets me pick which colors to emphasize and which to de-emphasize.

Now, let’s look at our unedited Isagi:

(Above is a still image and not a gif. From hereon, I’ll be using still images coz the gif looks about the same in each frame anyway)

The colors on Isagi look too gray and cold to me. I want to make the black of his suit darker, remove a bit of that green tinge on his skin, make the blue of his eyes bluer, and just give him an overall warmer look.

Here are my settings for Selective Color 1:

Unedited vs Selective Color 1:

Although I said I wanted to remove the green tinge on his skin, I did not touch the “Greens” at all in my Selective Color 1 layer. That’s because doing so would also reduce the greens in Isagi’s eyes, and I didn’t want that. Instead, I tried to counter the green on his skin by adding some Magenta and Yellow on the “Whites” to make it appear warmer and more reddish instead.

Of course, I didn’t come up with the final settings above in one go. As I added more adjustment layers on top, I would go back to Selective Color 1 and play around with the different sliders until I was satisfied. Gif coloring doesn’t have to be a one-way process. With adjustment layers, you aren’t affecting the pixels of the image itself, so you can always go back and tweak your settings.

Dragging the slider to the right for positive values would return darker colors, while dragging it to the left for negative values would return lighter colors.

I want my Isagi gif to be vivid and for Isagi to look like he’s glowing in the dark, so I dragged the sliders in “Blacks” up to the positives. Then in “Whites,” I dragged the black slider down to the negatives.

However, if you want a more muted look like this Isagi gif 2:

...You can slide the black slider under “Blacks” to the negative values instead.

Curves

Curves, along with Levels, is usually the first thing a gif-maker learns to use. It’s good for quickly getting some nice brightness and contrast on your image. I’ve seen some gif-makers refer to Curves as the better version of Levels, but I disagree. Curves and Levels, though both affect contrast in an image, go about it differently and achieve very different effects.

In my Isagi gif, I used both Curves and Levels. But in some of my other gifs, I used only one of them.

Curves is what I usually add in the beginning stages of coloring (i.e. the layer is placed lower) when doing complex coloring. Although I never make Curves the bottom-most adjustment layer, sometimes I add it first just to give the image a burst of brightness or to quickly darken an image that may be too bright. I would then put a Selective Color underneath to make necessary adjustments.

Our Isagi gif, on top of being still muddy, is now also too reddish. I had only added those reds to get some warm undertones in our gif, and now that we have that, it’s time to reduce those reds. We’re not gonna do this via adjusting Selective Color 1 because doing so would only bring back the greens we wanted out. Instead, we’re gonna subtly bring in some whites to the gif by making it brighter with Curves. And while doing so, we can also enhance the contrast on the image.

Here are my settings:

The more S-shaped that curve is, the more contrast and saturation you’ll get. I just want a subtle change, so the curve is nearly flat.

Unedited vs Selective Color 1 vs Selective Color 1 + Curves

See the difference? Now there are darker blacks and less green on Isagi’s skin. The colors are also starting to pop, and the gif looks less muddy.

If you want colors to look muted instead, like in Isagi gif 2, you can do a reverse S curve instead. Well, actually, feel free to play around with Curves. It doesn’t have to be S or reverse S. You can add as many points there as you like and form whatever curve you want.

Selective Color 2

Remember when I said that the order of adjustment layers is not random? I’m now going to explain why.

When we added Selective Color 1, the image that layer is editing would be our unedited Isagi with all those greens and grays.

However, when we added Curves on top of Selective Color 1, the image we were editing was no longer the original Isagi but the Isagi + Selective Color 1.

Layers build on top of each other. It’s like when you’re painting. If you add red paint and then put blue above it, you get violet. If you want to put another color on top, you’ll have to work with the violet and not the red that’s no longer there.

That said, our Selective Color 2 here is not going to be redundant. Selective Color 1 was coloring the unedited Isagi, but Selective Color 2 will be coloring the version that has Selective Color 1 + Curves.

Now, I intend to use Selective Color 2 to enhance Isagi’s green aura as well as the blue of his eyes. We weren’t able to increase the “Greens” in Selective Color 1 because doing so would also make Isagi’s skin green. But now that Isagi’s skin is more red than green, we can play with the “Greens” of his aura safely.

Here are my settings:

Unedited vs SC 1 + Curves + SC 2:

Levels

Now, time to make our gif bright and vivid. You can use another Curves layer here or a basic Brightness & Contrast layer, but since the colors of our Isagi gif are predominantly black and white, I’m gonna go with Levels since it works really well with black and white images.

Here are my settings:

See those 3 sliders under that graph? From left to right, those are sliders for Shadows, Midtones, and Highlights. If you slide them to the right, said shadows, midtones, and highlights would turn darker. Slide them to the left, and they become lighter.

I often get carried away the first time I add Levels, resulting in extra vivid/saturated images which I later have to adjust. So yeah, try not to overdo it. It’s like vanilla extract. A little goes a long way ;)

Unedited vs SC 1 + Curves + SC 2 + Levels:

Beautiful ✨

The image is no longer muddy, but we’re not done yet!

Color Balance

I haven’t used Color Balance much in my gifs because Selective Color often does bulk of the job for me. However, the Isagi we have right now hasn’t quite yet achieved that glow in the dark effect I wanted. I also want to give Isagi that techy Matrix vibe by really emphasizing his green aura, so for that, we’re gonna add Color Balance for the finishing touches.

I think the midtones of the image look okay, so I’ll just tweak with the shadows and highlights. Here are my settings:

....And with that, we are done!

Before and after:

Compared to pre-coloring, the gif is now more vivid and not at all muddy. We also made his green aura brighter without making him look like Shrek uwu.

I actually also went to all of the 104 frames of this gif and manually reduced the noise for each one so we can have a more HD-looking gif. That’s outside the scope of coloring, though, so I won’t be including it in this guide. I’ve also reached the 30-image limit for posts, so I couldn’t include it even if I wanted to 😩

Anyways, I hoped this guide helped! There are many more Adjustment Layers that were not covered in this guide, but they should be easy to learn once you get the hang of working with multiple adjustment layers. You’ll probably never even need to use every single Adjustment Layer out there, anyway. The ones I mentioned in this post are often more than enough.

Now tagging the mutuals who may be interested in this: @usagi-yoichi and @gachagon

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borrowedfreedom · 1 year

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I have a page where I'm listing CC I'm using because TS3 is old and links to CC are scattered. I thought I might share it as a post so it would be easier to see for new TS3-ers. Also I just learned how to do a cut and I wanted to.

Start Here First

Start here.

Second, follow the guide here.

Lastly, follow this guide here, except that I use gshade and not reshade, as I found it performed better with ts3.

After doing the above, here are some more things to check out:

Performance Stuff

Lazy Duchess mods

No Intro mod

No script mods notification

Delphy’s Dashboard to check for conflicts

The ‘Wow This Game is Old’ List

JustMiha’s Clean UI

More BITS Sound Overhaul

TS4 Cursors

Smartphone instead of Blackberry

No plumbob icon on sim tag

Moon Phase icons from TS4

Interaction on Sloped Terrain Enabler

Lighting and Graphics Upgrades I Use

HQ Mod + No Glow and The Sims 3 GPU Add-on and Better Shadows combined

Gelina’s lighting tweaks here*

Tileable Shader Fix, and Reworked EA Lights*

Snow But Better

Ifca’s Default Repacements

*Changing lighting and shadows can make the game too dark sometimes.

Sims CC I Use

Buhudain’s You Are Real Sim normals

Kurasoberina UHD Primer Skin default

Kurasoberina’s Lana Eyes defaulted

Literally everything else by Kurasoberina also

Literally everything by Ifca while we’re on it

Carver’s CAS Overhaul

Walk cycle edits

Horse CC

For an up to date list of pet CC, I joined a Discord called Sims Kennel Union, which has up to date CC lists for both Pets and Horses. Nevertheless here is what I have used and can recommend:

EQHD

Luke Teth Butter HD Horse

HD Eye Mod by Performance Saddlery (in overrides)

IHTL’s Everything EQHD

Raymond Equestrian Center Downloads

Performance’s EQHD Manes

Lakeside Saddlery for EQHD Tack

Snapdragon Vineyard's Marking Folder - start here!

Haxby Stud’s Markings and Coats

Wrenegade Stables Markings

Lavender Equestrian’s Markings

Cheshire Farms Markings

Pure Spirit Markings

Cath Markings

Sliding K Ranch Markings

Faewood Markings

Old Fellow Ranch Markings

Edelweiss Markings

Calvero Terranora Showjumping’s Realistic Hoof Shaders

Briar Vale For the Barn

Halym Rose Build/Buy

Sugars Legacy Stables for the racing tack

Creators to Check Out (haven’t used but look great)

Let them eat burnt waffles for their everything

LatoyaSims who makes seemingly everything

Nilxis’s lots

ChazyBazzy for MM hair

Vasilla’s Objects and lots

Sketchbook Pixels

Donna Cunningham’s Photography Tutorials

Calvero Terranora Showjumping’s Poses

Ancient Sport Stables Poses

Old Fellow Ranch Non-EQHD Resources

Xtina Sims Equestrian

Paso Belle Equestrian’s Lots

Lavender Equestrian’s Lots

Lavender Equestrian’s Downloads Page

Rotherford Download’s List - a list, but more up to date

Other CC Lists (many broken links but still useful)

Rotherford Downloads List

A default database

OneEuroMutt’s list of default replacements

OneEuroMutt’s list of cc

OneEuroMutt’s list of sliders including FOLDER DOWNLOADS

Brntwaffles list of CC

Izo’s tags

Vasilla’s Page of Everything

1s CC Finds

1s CC Finds on non Wayback

This Retexture Catalog

Discipline Resource Guide by Equus Sims

Link List for Equus CC

A list of CC for a horsey lot that is also great

Juno Stark’s List of Horsey Sim Websites

Equus CC Database

Lastly, Actual Gameplay Mods I Use

Sunrise/Sunset Offset Mod - my own version

Longer Equestrian Center Hours - my own version

One with Nature

The Randomizer Mod

Faster Upgrade Times - 1 hr

The Sweet Simmer’s Toddler Mods

No Stretch Children Can Series

Disclaimer

Even CC and mods I have used successfully might break your game. Make a backup. I just started doing ts3 stuff and I dunno any drama that might be involved with any of the above creators or their creations. Failing to recommend a creator here doesn't mean that they suck or whatever -- just that i haven't found them yet. (Reblog to rec more and help a simmer out!)

#the sims #the sims 3 #ts3 #sims 3 horses #equus sims #equiality sims #sims 3 cc #ts3 download #the sims 3 cc #I dunno all the taggggs

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dawns-beauty · 2 months

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Re: current mod plans:

I still don't feel too excited to return to modding. There are plenty of things I could fix, but I just don't feel like it any more.

If it ever changes, I plan on:

Releasing the full version of Lunar Lattice Tweaks. I still have a bit of work to do on it, but @/littlemissf has been kind enough to go through and fix a bunch of stuff!

Adding CBBE/Himbo support for the Dark Lunar Armor in Khajiit Has Wears

Potentially rebooting Project ja-Kha'jay with a new system that allows for better compatibility with mods that edit the Khajiit race. It would also allow for simpler editing. Also, nicer assets. See after cut for details

I don't know about my ideas for humanoid overhauls (like Elderly Elves.) I just don't want to deal with the crap I dealt with for my orc overhaul.

TL;DR: Redoing PJKJ will give mod users who want to put in a little work an easier time editing things.

Will call the reboot Children of the Moons, because to heck with it. Let it match my other NPCs mods.

It will not be a direct update to PJKJ, I don't want to break a gazillion patches/LOs etc.

Will require (at least) two additional mods:

Mu's Skeleton Editor and Dynamic Armor Variants

Why Mu's Skeleton Editor (MSE):

It will allow me to use separate skeletons for a single race. This way, I can keep all Khajiit types the same, default Khajiit race. This will be done by assigning keywords to each NPC that determine a few things, including what skeleton they use.

The real beauty of MSE is that users can create their own edited skeletons in RaceMenu and export them and then replace the undesired skeleton file with their own (OR another modded skeleton, like Bestial Beast Races, etc.)

Optionally, they can edit the .ini file and remove the undesired skeleton from distribution completely.

Why Dynamic Armor Variants (DAV):

DAV will let me distribute digitigrade feet to toe-walking Khajiit and simply replace their shoes with their bare feet (since boots look pretty bad with digitigrade skeletons). This is also easy enough to edit/remove via DAV's .ini.

It will also allow me to force Ohmes/Ohmes-Raht to use humanoid armors without changing their race (theoretically. I need to test this.)

Caveat: modded armors may need to be added. I believe the use-case for this is pretty rare: most variations from humanoid to beast race are in helmet shapes, not the torso part. Most Ohmes/-raht Khajiit NPCs I've edited don't use helmets.

I do plan on adding compatibility for Lunar Guard Armor and Moon Monk (both have tail edits.)

Better Assets

I will replace the Ohmes/-raht with High Poly Heads, and play around with sliders again, as well new eyes, that are able to have proper glowing irises while having proper reflections.

Nearly all of the bestial heads (outside of the serval-like Tojay and 'regular' Khajiit, like Kharjo) will be replaced with versions based on the high poly Khajiit Overhaul heads. I just think the older assets look awkward and don't emote super great (anger looks particularly silly on most of them.)

Additionally, I want to play around with KCCE, and I've also come up with a few complete redesigns. ideas. Heights will be assigned directly in the NPC records (easily tweaked via SSE Edit)

#project ja-kha'jay #i think the MSE and DAV combo can be used on Argonians too #in case you couldn't tell ive just been hashing out the details instead of actually doing it #the mind is willing but the body is real weak. and tired.#the kitten has decided night time is the time to bat around anything that will skitter loudly across the floor #or sit on my feet and BITE #i am not a good sleeper at the best of times and now certainly isn't the best of times.

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silverfirewolfsurtleaus · 7 months

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At hm warnings for the short story the above image goes with

The could be counted as Risetober day 25: vampire because of timeing and well I used vampires dbbdbd

Charaters may be ooc

Allusions to if not mentions of blood

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Mikey shivered as he walked in the sewers. The part he was in was dark and unfamiliar. Not a part he or his brothers had frequented.

Well it wasn’t till Leo and Donnie had started acting weird. Mikey, April, Cass, Casey, and Raph had split up to look for them after they ran off. Mikey frowned before stopping. They were here he could still feel them.

“Leo? Donnie?” they’d better answer he wasn’t going to leave empty handed.

“Mikey you shouldn’t have come looking for us.” Leo’s voice rang out. Mikey glared a bit. “You should go home.”

“not without you two.” Mikey saw their eyes before seeing them still covered in shadows but the two sets of heterochromatic eyes practically glowed. “you-you’re still our brothers small changes or not.”

“Smalll? Michel being turned into vampires was not a ‘small change’.” Donnie spoke up. “we’ve become a threat to you and the others.”

“you’re not a threat. You wont-“

“we almost did” Leo cut him off. The slider wasn’t crying. He was holding it in because that would just make things worse. Not even emotionally having blood tears and being a blood sucker meant the hunger would be worse. “we almost bit you and Raph. We’ve been so close to hurting you guys.”

Mikey just took his brothers hands at that, support while making sure they couldn’t run again. A determined look on his face. “but you didn’t you’ve resisted the erge to do that. You wont hurt us. We can figure out how to help you even if we cant…change you back.” Mikey Smiled. “so lets go home…and call everyone. We were all worried….”

“Ok…Ok…” Mikey lead them back home…and called everyone else because he found them.

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So I wanted to write a halloween rise one shot. I wanted it about vampires leo and Donnie. I didnt want it to be in my fangs and futures au verse (writers block is a b but I will write the next ch)

Also I hope it was clear that everything was platonic. Im not the best at tones. I dont ship Tcest but that doesnt mean my intent wasnt misread.

So this was basically just a little one shot au. If yall wanna talk to me about taking over i would be fin with that but. *shrugs*

#rottmnt au #save rottmnt #leo #donnie #mikey #vampires #risetober #sorta #it fits todays theme and i figured why not?

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evenmoreofadisaster · 9 months

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Reread the albearto chapter recently and I can’t help but think and wonder what was going through one’s head when albearto backed him into a corner and and attacked his heart. Like I know he was probably panicked but I’d love to hear what you guys thoubut he was thinking?

And what twos first thought was when he realized what happened

Love this au thank you so much both of you for gifting us with it!

Love that you're enjoying it :)

I had to reread that bit myself lol. But I'll sort of explain below the cut in case any of you haven't read this chapter yet.

So beforehand, One was hoping he could command Albearto to off the Hamatos. In the comic version, when Albearto shifted focus on him, One was like "what the hell? why aren't you following my commands?"

As Albearto started to back him into a corner, One was definitely panicking and trying to get Albearto to listen to him. Before he could really react, I think Cheery and President Pepperoni held him in place while Albearto slashed his chest open.

In the fic, though, Albearto just corners One, but still cuts his chest open before he can really do anything. "A faint green glow emits from the slider’s chest, illuminating the panic in his darkened eyes." Reading this part right now makes it seem like Albearto somehow had One locked in place, which I'm not really sure was... my intention or not lol. I think One could definitely sense what Albearto was going to do to him/what he wanted-- the empyrean in his heart-- and it freaked him out.

We don't really dwell on how One feels after that because there was still a lot of other stuff we needed to focus on. One probably doesn't find himself in that position often, but when he does it's really degrading and it makes him feel fragile, which he doesn't like, so he kind of shuts down. I think another reason why we don't really dwell on the aftermath of that incident is because One really doesn't like/want to think about it.

Two didn't see exactly what happened. If he did, he probably would have been angry that One would try to take over his robot like that-- an insult, in his eyes. But without the full context of what happened, he just thinks that Albearto went out of control and sought out One's empyrean core on his own. That was TWO's fault. It's Two's fault that One has a cybernetic heart in the first place. Either way, he almost got One killed again. Sure, he has measures in place to keep that from happening, but it was a close call, and just a painful reminder of his mistakes.

#emd au #emd asks

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polar-myst · 2 years

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Hello there and welcome to an icemav ficlet written by me :)

Hurt/Comfort (because that’s all I have inside me)

477 words

Please enjoy <3 Also have art of it I did two days ago :)) Also I may add a read more thing if I get the chance but don’t quote me on that—

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The view☁️

Maverick pov

The ocean smells of salt. The wood beneath my hands is both rough and worn down by years of peoples feet stepping on it and years of waves crashing into the poles that keep it suspended. The sun makes the sky glow pink now, it was orange earlier. The night is creeping in from above, and I can see a few stars if I tilt my head back.

I sigh again, twisting the chain of Goose’s dogtags around my hands.

My fault.

I killed him.

No one else. Just me.

I swallow, staring straight at the golden sun ahead of me, willing myself to not cry.

The boards of the jetty creak behind me, and I twist around to see who it is.

It’s Iceman.

“Pete,” he says, sitting down next to me. He brought an extra jacket, folding it in his lap.

I nod, but I don’t look at him.

“Is this where you’ve been since four?”

“Yeah..” I say slowly.

“Oh, right,” Tom says. “I thought you might have been driving around,”

“No,” I pause. “I like the.. uh- view here,”

“It is possibly one of the best,”

“What’s the best?”

“When you’re in the sky with it,”

I nod slowly. “True,” I pause for a moment, keeping my eyes on the sun. “Did anyone notice I wasn’t there?”

“Slider and me, and Viper,”

I don’t say anything.

“I covered for you in debriefing,” he says. “You didn’t miss anything important though,”

“No one would care if I left,” I say suddenly, the ever present thought finally let out.

“I would-“ Tom replies instantly.

I don’t reply.

He doesn’t make it obvious that he knows why I want to leave, he just knows. It’s like an unspoken subject that we’ve never once touched.

A gust of cool wind blows slowly over us, the sudden drop in temperature making me begin to shiver. I stare at the dogtags in my lap.

Ice notices me shivering, and unfolds the jacket he took, and lays it gently around my shoulders, tugging it closer around my chin.

I can feel that it’s just slightly too big for me, the ends of the shoulders are off mine completely. It’s his spare one.

And that’s it. That little touch was all I needed. I bite the inside of my cheeks, heat erupting behind my eyes, tears collecting below them. I sniff, and push away the tears with my hands, feeling so small.

Half-thinking, I lean to my left, finding Ice’s shoulder, turning into him, feeling sick and ridden with guilt.

“I’m not crying-“ I say, through tears and a clenched jaw.

“I know,” He says quietly, his arms still around my shoulders.

I hiccup, shivering with the cold and the feelings of despair.

“You’re alright..”

#ms tg #ms fanfics #top gun #top gun 1986 #ficlet #fic #icemav #tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #ice x maverick

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nani-nonny · 9 months

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Setting Sun: Route 2: Part 5 (Second Ending)

Welcome to Setting Sun, a rottmnt vote-based short story where readers dictate how the story continues on. Your goal as the reader is to choose the best option to 1. Continue the story and 2. Learn what you can about the “lore” behind this story.

Links to Route 1: Ending and Route 2:Part 4 (reset)

Readers chose: “How do I stop them?”

Mikey’s somber expression doesn’t go unnoticed by the elder, who gives him a light hugging squeeze. The younger doesn’t look away from the lost city as he asks, “How… How do I stop them? How can I prevent this from happening? I love my city, I love New York, I don’t want to see it become nothing.”

The elder’s mouth presses to a thin line, unsure how to tell Mikey the bad news, but not wanting to lie. He can’t keep this from his past counterpart, not when it comes to this. “You have to stop the Foot Clan.”

“The Foot? They caused this? What did they do?”

“They worshiped the krang, and released the aliens from their prison, causing destruction of the earth. Although it was all worth nothing in the end.”

“What happened to them?”

“Their loyalty was rewarded with blind allegiance. They were turned and became nothing but zombies of what they used to be.”

Zombies?

The elder cups Mikey’s shoulders, squeezes as his eyes focus on the younger’s. His expression darkens to a serious one, his tone latching his face.

“You need to hold onto your hope just as you have this entire time. Never ever give up, even when your brothers are losing their hope, let them borrow yours. Tell them to share the next setting sun, tell them to wait until morning, tell them never to give up on you, just as you have never give up on them.”

The elder cups Mikey’s cheeks, tense hands almost shaking the poor box turtle as he reiterates, “Promise me, Mikey. Promise that you won’t lose your hope. Don’t lose your sun’s rays.”

“My ‘sun’s rays’?” Mikey repeats as the elder closes his eyes and pushes him.

In the next second, Mikey gets the sensation that he’s falling. He’s falling and falling until he crashes on hard flooring, his shell scrapes against the floor and his skin is pulled against the lemon scented—lemon scented?

Mikey opens his eyes to find himself staring up at the ceiling. He’s in his room. He’s upside down on his back, on the floor with one foot still hanging in his hammock.

The following second, Leo rushes into his room. The slider slides on the floor and crashes into the wall parallel to the door, sending a few objects flying. The slider scrambles to his feet, struggles to stay standing as he limps on one foot.

“Mikey? Are you okay? What happened?” The slider asks as he limps over to Mikey’s side and kneels.

Mikey flicks his foot off the hammock and turns to his stomach, rests his chin on the floor. “I had a weird dream, nothing bad happened and I’m okay,” the box turtle grumbles.

Leo snickers and holds his laugh behind his hand as he manages to say, “Weird dream, huh? Good thing you kept yourself… grounded.”

Leo presses his other hand over his mouth, desperately trying to hold his laugh in before he bursts out.

Mikey kicks Leo’s chin and says, “Get out!”

Leo swats the box turtle’s foot away, scrambles to his feet and scurries to the doorway. As he leaves he says, “I thought it was pretty good!”

Mikey lifts himself enough to sit on the back of his ankles, he rests his hands on his knees but catches sight of his wrists and upper arms. Unlike his future counterpart, they’re clear of the scars. He doesn’t have the glowing lines covered in dirty bandages, just his usual green skin.

“Sun's rays…,” Mikey repeats. “‘Promise you won’t lose your hope…’”

The box turtle opens his palm and flexes his fingers. His hands don’t shake from the effort unlike his future counterpart.

“The Foot Clan…,” Mikey begins. He grabs his phone and opens the calendar app.

If he remembers correctly, it doesn’t happen at his age currently. So he has time to stop the Foot Clan before anything bad happens—before the Krang invade the Earth. He needs to urge his brothers to take the Foot Clan seriously, urge them to keep the Foot from doing anything.

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But as much as he tries, he is still met with that fateful day. The day where the earth shook from the sheer strength of the Krang. Where his older brother couldn’t take the Foot seriously. Where he almost lost his brothers to the Krang.

And as much as he wanted to give up, he couldn’t. He didn’t allow himself to. Not when the voice of his future counterpart lingered in the back of his mind, reminding him not to lose hope. Not when his older brother, desperate to fix the mistakes made, told him not to give up.

So, even as his hands shook, he pries open the very portal that burned the lines into his arms. The same lines that ingrained his memories of his future counterpart. Even as his body cries out for mercy, he opens the portal for his brother to come through. Because he never gave up, and neither did Leo.

Route 2 end. :Moderate Ending: Unlocked.

Congratulations Readers, you have successfully ended your second route of Setting Sun.

Results: Alternate Ending Acquired. Story Incomplete. Failure to unlock (File:F!Mikey.Mystic.Energy, File:F!Leo.dialogue option) and failure to unlock (Bad Ending, Alternate Ending.2, Completed Ending: story option) resulted in an incomplete ending.

Thank you for your participation!

Best possible route could have been attained from Part 1 Option: Forward, Part 2 option: Stay Hidden, Part 3: Ask What that Creature Before Was?, Part 4 option: What’s Happening To You?, Part 5 option: [UNKNOWN], Following Parts Are UNKNOWN: [Best Possible Route Can Not be Further Calculated.]

Second Best Possible Route attained from Part 1 option: Turn Tail, Part 2: [UNKNOWN], Following Parts UNKNOWN: [Second Best Possible Route Can Not Be Further Calculated Due To Lack Of Data.]

#Setting Sun #Setting Sun rottmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt fanfiction #future mikey rottmnt #future mikey #rottmnt future mikey #rottmnt interactive story

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