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Okay galaxy brain headcanon time. So Tommy's name tag in season two said Kincaid not Kinard. Maybe that was his original last name but he changed it when he finally cut contact with his dad - or his last name was something else entirely. He turns 18, says fuck you dad, changes his name from Thomas X to "just Tommy" Kincaid, joins the army and Tommy 2.0s himself, then years later he's like "i wanna be a pilot", im gay, no dad fuck off, new life, new me, new name, new station. Tommy Kinard is Tommy 3.0.
Tommy 4.0 is of course marriage to this hot firefighter named Evan and that means new name once again, but maybe with a hyphen this time.
Heyyy Anon!
First, I just want to say, well fucking done on catching that! I had to do a bit of research on this ask cause I, for one, missed it!
So, here's S2 Tommy in all his selfie glory:
And if we zoom in... that name tag does in fact say, Kincaid:
BUT... I think it's just a costuming error because I went back to watch the "Begin" episodes and everyone calls him "Kinard" and it's the name on his turn-out.
However, I do like the idea of an evolution of Tommy Kinard, so here's my two cents inspired by your two cents!
You can change your name at 16, and I agree he changed his legal name from Thomas to just Tommy. I imagine his father called him Thomas, and I believe that was a sore spot throughout his childhood.
Thomas can't do anything right.
Tommy can sneak out at night.
Thomas was a mistake.
Tommy has friends at school.
So, I believe Tommy joined the military the day after he graduated from high school, which would potentially make him 18. And he never saw his father again after this. A quick Google search let me know that the Army is actually the only branch of the military where you only need a high school diploma to become a pilot. So after completing basic training and the other requirements to become an Army pilot, Tommy could have potential received his pilot's license in roughly 2 years.
I'm not going into time served in the Army, so let's move on...
Thus, Tommy 2.0 is born.
He lands in LA, buys a house, and decides to join the LAFD, where he meets Captian Gerrard and Sal DeLuca. This ultimately shoves him into Tommy 3.0, which is the version of himself that I believe he hates the most.
He's wrestling with feelings he's always had but knows they're "wrong" in certain people's eyes and so I believe his first years at the 118 Tommy has never felt more like his father.
And he hates it. Despises himself even.
So, when Chim shows up, Tommy has this massive wall up, built by self-hatred and sadness. But then, Chim saves his life. And that wall begins to chip away, bit by bit.
We see the wall has almost completely crumbled when Hen arrives but with Captian Gerrard there he's prepared to put up barriers again.
Until Hen gives her speech.
I believe that speech cracked open Tommy 3.5. Maybe not someone who's ready to stand up and preach his truth in front of everyone but definitely someone who knows it's time to help be a part of the solution.
When Bobby shows up, Tommy is sailing nicely into Tommy 4.0. He's happy, he has friends that he can go out to drink with, and for the first time in his life, I think he's starting to feel as if he actually could belong somewhere.
Lou has said that Tommy likes to fly because it's his way to feel free and escape his problems. And I believe that with the happiness Tommy has found at the 118, his displeasure of not feeling true to himself is harder to ignore.
So, he transfers and stops lying to himself. New station, New him right? He gers the freedom of flying and being open about his sexuality.
Tommy 4.0 is officially here.
Then, years later, after a really bad breakup that left him ready to give up on the idea of ever finding love, he finds it in the most adorable ally that helped steal his helicopter, Evan Buckley.
And that's when Tommy Kinard finally finds the place where he belongs.
#im in my feels#THEY#tim minear do the right thing and give Lou a S8 contract#911 abc#bucktommy#911 fandom#evan buckley#tommy kinard#tevan#911 speculation#911 meta#tommy kinard meta??#anon 🩵
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thinking about how Eddie would love on you like no man has ever done before
thinking how he would say sorry for things he didn't even do wrong and you have to remind him that he is not always at fault
thinking how he would act in public with you, showing you off, kissing your hand, and even with friends with his arm around your shoulders
thinking how he would be loving when intimate, but also dominant and possessive if the night is right for it
thinking how he would be excited to move on from his past story to start anew with you
thinking how happy he would be by you just baking some cookies in the kitchen
thinking how grateful he is for having you in his life
thinking how he never thought he'd find someone at all, and yet there you were
thinking how he would risk everything for you, without asking for anything back
and the thing is, and he doesn't know, that you think, do and would do everything that was said above.
#im sorry#im in my feels#yall made me have feelings#eddie munson#eddie munson hc#eddie munson imagine#i just love him so much you know#i cant stop thinking about him#i should be writing smut
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🖤Look At How Far You've Come.
We are so proud of you, Levi🤍
#im in my feels#levi ackerman#levi#aot#attack on titan#levi aot#aot manga#i love him#loml#gabi braun#falco#kuchel ackerman
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I love the idea that Martha and Thomas killed people during their reign of Gotham and when they died they expected their son to turn out like them. To be cold and jaded by the world but instead he sees the light. He feels the pain as well as the joy and by God as his witness he won't make others suffer as he had. At first they were shocked then a little disappointed. But after seeing rogue after rogue after rogue be rehabilitated every street criminal gets a job every former member of the mob fixes their mistakes all they can feel Is proud. Proud that their son became Better. Proud that their son rose above. And proud that he used their name for such good deeds.
#im in my feels#cause yes i love dark Martha and Thomas#what would Bruce think about this?#he won't even kill the joker how would he feel about his parents committing murder#anyways just my thoughts thats all#batman#dc comics#bruce wayne#detective comics#batfamily#damian wayne#jason todd#batman dc#martha wayne#martha kane#Thoma wayne#thomas wayne#alfred pennyworth
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angst no comfort drabble that no one asked for
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EmotionallyUnavailable!könig x sad!reader
TW: smut, feelings of loneliness, desperation, low self-esteem, fem!reader just wanting to feel loved, some mentions of predator/prey, slight mentions of canon-typical violence
i'm in my feels rn and this idea came to mind
actually scratch that, i don't have emotions
part 1 of Relapse
being the new and pretty member of the task force wasn't as easy as everyone thought it was.
your friends would just swoon over the thought of you being surrounded constantly by tall and muscular soldiers whom they were convinced just fell to their knees at your feet.
it couldn't have been farther from the truth.
yes, you were an incredibly skilled member of the team. you were undoubtedly an essential asset, and everyone respected you. but being surrounded by men so often, even though you were definitely a woman with soft curves and plush breasts, you were usually seen as "one of the guys." it didn't matter how pretty you looked when the mission was over, with your perfume on for once, clean hair, and your favorite outfit. yes, you were pretty, but that didn't seem to really get you anywhere.
if anything, you'd been told that you were intimidating. most men had never met such a strong and determined woman such as yourself, a woman who could kill just about anyone she wanted. men wanted someone easy to manipulate, someone soft and pliable who wouldn't question them. you were the opposite of that.
sure, men on base would certainly stare at you when you wore comfy skirts when you weren't on duty, or when you'd put on makeup when you and the task force went to the bar, but that was it: just stares. no secret love letters tucked under your door, no bouquets of flowers mysteriously appearing in your locker, no advances or conversations that made you feel like a woman again. most of the time, you would pretend not to hear as the men around you constantly engaged in locker-room talk about other women on base. it was easier that way, to pretend like you didn't hear it rather than argue with these pigs until you were seeing red.
that was, until könig joined the team. he always looked at you differently than the other men on base would. he would stare at you, but it didn't always feel like that stare that men give when they're undressing you with their eyes. no, his stare was more one of quiet admiration mixed with desire. but like the others, könig never approached you, opting instead to admire you from afar. but you were growing desperate for a man's touch, having had enough of everyone saying "it'll come when you least expect it." so, you decided to try and approach könig every once in a while, trying to strike up an amiable conversation or two. on the surface, it looked like you two were just engaging in social niceties in order to work better on the task force. that was, until one night, that casual conversation led to you lying naked on his bed, with him staring at you like a hungry animal as his breathing grew heavy.
you didn't want to sleep with someone on your team, until könig. you always wanted to keep your relationships with your coworkers professional, but könig was, as cliche as it sounds, irresistible. especially with the way you felt so desired and wanted when his rough hands pawed at your soft breasts, and the way he'd just tremble in excitement when he saw your wet pussy spread and willing for him. it was the way he'd gently touch your waist when he passed you in the hallway, his nonverbal signal saying everything his mouth couldn't. you'd follow him to his room as inconspicuously as possible, your heart pounding with anticipation, knowing that within 5 seconds of stepping into his room, you would feel desired again.
könig would never kiss you though. that accursed sniper hood always stayed on, and he would never budge about that. the only time you felt his lips or his tongue was when he ate out your pussy like a starved man. sometimes, he would lick your neck or your breasts when he was feeling especially needy, but those times were rare. you never pushed him on it, but you knew the desperate look in your eyes betrayed you. but he never budged.
those nights spent under his sweaty, grunting body as he brought you to heaven and back was like a drug that you always needed more of. his hands on your skin made you feel wanted, his hard cock in your warm pussy made you feel desired, and the way he'd gently clean you with a warm, wet towel afterwards made you feel loved. but don't be mistaken: könig did not love you.
there were a fair share of nights when könig would pass you in the hallway without so much as a glance, nights he preferred to spend by himself. you'd watch him walk past you with wide eyes when you didn't feel his touch, and you wondered if maybe he had gotten tired of you. maybe you forgot to shave that day, you wondered, or maybe you didn't put on enough perfume, or maybe your outfit wasn't cute enough or maybe, worst of all, that könig was finding solace in the arms of another woman that night. you never knew what the reason was, but you always knew that on those nights, you would shed a few tears as you lay alone in your bed and just wanted, needed to feel valued.
könig never treated you any differently during work hours, which you supposed you should be grateful for. he didn't give you preferential treatment, and he also was not mean to you. he had a surprising ability to treat you like nothing ever happened between you two on most nights. he knew that he was your drug, but he never took advantage of that. könig was so professional that it made your head spin. how could he look and treat you the same way the next day after being fully sheathed inside you the night before, trembling and praising your pussy in his native tongue? you could've kissed the ground he walked on if he so asked, but he simply acted like you were nothing more than a coworker when you weren't in his bed.
something that always bothered you was that könig always wore a condom. you never got to feel the smooth, warm skin of his hard cock, except for when it was in your mouth. you knew he could see the disappointment in your eyes whenever he wrapped his cock in that accursed plastic, but he pretended not to. despite being inside you in the most intimate way possible, könig always made sure that there was a boundary between you: a boundary of pliable plastic and the fabric of his hood.
you were addicted to the way his hands and cock made you feel desired, wanted, and valued. he took you animalistically most nights and treated you as politely as ever during the day. you finally felt a woman on the nights he took you in his bed. you finally felt like someone saw you as more than a soldier, as just a human woman needing connection. maybe könig did see you like that, or maybe he didn't. you two never talked much in the bedroom. you were too scared to break whatever unspoken agreement there was between you.
despite your unspoken devotion to him, könig never budged with his boundaries or behavior. so you grew accustomed to feeling the drug of his affection only on the nights he decided to graze your waist in the hallway as he passed, and you always pretended like you were truly wanted during those precious moments.
#angst#konig angst#angst no comfort#konig x reader#konig call of duty#konig smut#konig imagine#konig cod#konig mw2#cod mw2#konig fic#konig#konig headcanons#sorry#im in my feels#i enjoyed writing this a bit too much#sad girl hours#sorry no comfort this time
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MOCHI I WAS ALREADY SENTIMENTAL ENOUGH I CRIED WHEN I READ THE SHIRMPY CHRONICLES THE AAA
Shirmpy chronicles? Nu-uh more like chronical shirmpy emotional pain for me
THE AAGH THE DOMESTIC STUFF UAHJDNAL
I get emotional at the night MOCHI I LOVE YOUR WRITING CRYING SOBBING HITTING THE GROUND
-Vaquita 🐄
IF IT HELPS I CRIED WHILE WRITING IT
I can't speak my first language very well anymore, it's very difficult now, and it's super important that I make sure I can maintain what I have left with my culture. I imagine that for a Yuu that comes from a family and culture they love, being away for so long you really do start losing that part of yourself the longer you're away.
In general, if Yuu never finds a way back, it must be incredibly lonely to not have someone to share that with you. Even if Twisted Wonderland has something similar, the fact of the matter is that it's not the same. It will never be the same, the accent of people speaking will always be off, the taste of your food will feel like it's missing something important. The music, the art, dancing, clothes, the way the sun touches your skin and the water splashes will be just off. And that's not even touching on the people you might leave behind: the sound of your parent's voice as they comfort you, your sibling's yells from your last squabble, the laughter shared between you and your friends. It's gone, truly.
How do you cope? How do you manage as the memories of your previous life start fading away in your mind more and more until they feel like a dream? Like a story from a book that you read? Will you be just a memory? Another number among missing people from your world? Will your family pass on with the knowledge that they never could find you and know that you're okay? The comfort of your friends and loved ones that you make in Twisted Wonderland can help, but only so much, and that really is beautifully devastating. To be loved and love the new home you've created, but feel just something is off.
Your loved ones can't even do anything to really remedy that, other than give you the assurance that they will never let you or your memory fade with them. It's never enough, but it's what will do for the time being.
#mochi asks#vaquita anon#twst#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#im in my feels#was gonna write something cute with a twst boy about ranting about food#but now im crying
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guilty son
#broken after ch 7 guys#im in my feels#twisted wonderland#twst#ツイステ#disney twisted wonderland#artists on tumblr#digital fanart#digital art#twst angst#chapter 7 spoilers#angst#silver vanrouge#silver twst#twst silver#silver#magnus_cinis art
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I want to scrunch Jonathan Sims up like a piece of paper and shove him in a washing machine
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something about coming of age stories being set during summer. maybe it's overdone but its so impactful every time. nothing is forever, summer ends. you're at camp, or on vacation, or visiting family, and you're having the time of your life. it's gonna end and you have to come to terms with that. but just 'cause you're a kid, or because it was a phase, just 'cause something isn't permanent doesn't mean it had any less impact on you. this summer did change you, and things are never gonna be the same and maybe that's a good thing. it might feel like loss, or it might feel like transformation. it's a simple trope. i like it.
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Finally (!) got to romance Halsin, he's so precious 🥺 The way he looks so worried he might be crossing the line when confessing, the way he looks surprised when it's reciprocated, the way he sprints to kiss you with such hunger. I'm dead
Also love the bear scene, sure, but his human scene is so... Gentle, sensual, like you can actually see pure adoration and affection in his eyes towards pc, wow
It actually made me really flustered which is rare, but I just imagined what it's like to have someone look at you the way he does, and it's truly something to die for
#im in my feels#bg3#baldur's gate 3#bg3 halsin#baldur's gate 3 halsin#halsin#halsin romance#halsin x tav#halsin x durge
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at the end the little falin doll running alongside marcille and dog!laios
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The last time Tiva was together on our screens was October 1, 2013
I was 17 and just started my senior year of high school. Now, on February 28, 2024, I have: graduated high school, graduated college, and will graduate college again in December 2024, moved 3 times, and had 5 different jobs
So much has changed in almost 11 years but GOSH am I ready to see Tiva on my screen again
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maybe if miguel pounded me all my worries would go away 😞😞
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I’ve had this Percy Jackson OC story in my head since I was 12 years old and, even though I stopped writing about her in Wattpad years ago, she keeps coming back to my mind with such interesting storylines I keep exploring more only in my head and I do think they could still kind of work with other actual characters so I wanted to share a little bit of what I’m thinking.
Think of the Stoll brothers being co-captains of the everybody-cabin just after their own brother’s betrayal. The ones who are in charge of introducing every new demigod coming to camp in the beginnings of war time, the ones in charge of the cabin of the left-behind demigods– the unclaimed, the children of minor gods, the forgotten; the cabin with the most kids switching sides. Think of them having to greet every single demigod and give them hope when they ask who their parent is, how long they will have to sleep in the floor, and think of them watching them get let down by their parents.
Think of them seeing their own sibilings, people they eat and sleep next to, probably looked up to, too, people they have known and lived with for years, slowly begin dissapearing and not knowing if they are now dead or enemies. Will they have to make a shroud or be prepared to see them across the battlefield?
Think of them seeing their own brother go insane trying follow Luke’s leadership, knowing that maybe if they had been closer to Chris he wouldn’t have gone through that, knowing they could have been him instead. Think of them watching everyone call the brother who raised them, who took them in, probably the brother who made them feel at home, a traitor; think of them seeing everyone call the brother who betrayed them, who poisoned their home and killed their friends, a hero.
Think of all of the demigods, specially all-year campers, specially before the public reveal of Luke’s betrayal, getting dreams of powerful forces inciting revenge against the gods’ negligence, promising power to change their own story, tempting them to go against their own families. Think of not knowing who to trust, who else had had a dream, which of the people seating around them had been interested and which one you could trust.
Think of them knowing for sure there is a traitor in the camp, someone they know who is willing to lie to their face while giving away information with the intent to get them killed. Think of the ones that grow resentful, screaming in their head at all of the defectors: “I didn't betray camp, I didn’t betray home, so how could you?”, and think of the ones that grew compassionate, that understand because it could have easily been them if they had been persuaded a little more, because gods are unfair and a change was needed but not like that.
Think of the friends and sibilings of Silena Beauregard, who probably were there for her when Beckendorf died, having to come to terms with the fact that she was the one that told Kronos the plan that got him killed. The hero of the Battle of Manhattan, the spy. Knowing they were alive because of her help, but that their friend, their brother, wasn’t because of her betrayal.
Think of the comment, I can’t remember where it’s from actually so don’t quote me on this but maybe it was implied, that Luke was one of the last people to return a his quest, even if he failed, before Percy. Where there other demigod quests between Luke and Percy? Who where they, and why didn’t they return? Does anyone still remember them?
Think of the right after the war, when everything still raw and the wounds are still fresh, when they couldn’t sleep without thinking of what was lost; right when a lot of new campers began joining. Lots of wide-eyed children, who probably have never been in war but may know a thing or two about being in danger, of tiny-Nico-Di-Angelos asking all the wrong questions at the worst possible moments. Think of the cabin conselours overall, who had to become war generals last week and now have to keep stepping up to introduce to every single new demigod about who they are and also, what everyone else had just gone through. We got a taste of what that would be like with Piper and Leo, but they were a bit older than most and came a bit after everyone else.
Also think of the silly stuff. The Hermes’ cabin jokes, whatever the fuck happened the summer of the centaur with the prom dress, the other couples that also suffered the “cooling of” in the lake treatment, the every day of the year-round camper in a camp full of teens. The interesting concepts: What-if roman scenarios before the greek found out about Camp Jupiter? My personal favorite is someone that knows they are demigod and ends up in Camp Half-Blood, only to later realize they belong to Camp Jupiter, so when they disappear Camp Half-Blood thinks they died. What other famous demigods were there in camp before Percy got there? How long ago had the Hunters of Artemis visited camp before The Titan’s Curse? What more did Percy miss?
There’s so many scenarios to explore in those first few years, when Percy was away from Camp in school. I want to give a name to the “fallen Apollo kid in battlefield” or to the “demigod standing behind Luke”, and I want to give a story to those who ended up a footnote in Percy Jackson’s life story.
#percy jackson#im in my feels#i think so much of hermes cabin its not funny#oc#stoll brothers#connor stoll#travis stoll#chris rodriguez#luke castellan#silena beauregard#clarisse la rue#annabeth chase#will solace#pjo hermes#pjo fandom#riordanverse#rick riordan#pls give me more content#chiron#camp half blood#charlie beckendorf#heroes of olympus#hoo#camp jupiter#demigods#hunters of artemis#thalia grace#children of hermes#someone write a fic of the stoll brothers being camp halfbloods older brothers pls and thank you#percy jackson and the olympians
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You might have taken half of my soul but I was the one with the power to give it, the one unafraid to be as fracturable and bare to you as humanly possible
#this is about song of Achilles#song of achilles#patroclus#achilles#patrochilles#shitpost#im in my feels
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shuri's arc in wakanda forever had my heart hurting
she had every right to be mad at the world, every right to seek vengance and kill namor, so much was taken from her, so much responsability was put on her: a whole nation, the black panther's mantle, riri's life, just after losing her entire family, and yet at the end she forgives
the ending with the burning ritual in silence, with only the sound of the sea and her remembering t'challa and crying is breathtaking and THEN the post credit scene, she will need time to overcome everything that happened to her in this movie but the end it feels so hopeful, she still has a family in nakia and little t'challa, she has people that care so much about her in m'baku, okoye, riri, and the doras, this movie is just beautiful
#im in my feels#black panther spoilers#wakanda forever spoilers#shuri#tchalla#t'challa#nakia#okoye#m'baku#mbaku
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