Imagine April, Casey, Karai, and the turtles are in like their mid to late thirties or something.
Imagine Casey has the brilliant idea to start a comic book series about the adventures the turtles had when they were younger.
Imagine he goes to his bff Raph with the idea, since he and Raph are both artistic.
Imagine he gives Raph a long spiel stating that 1. not only would these comics become a historical reference for future historians about their lives (as Renet had already told the turtles how famous they’d be), but 2. that their lives could easily be made into a comic book series that a wide range of people could find compelling.
Imagine Raph agrees.
Imagine them asking Leo for a journal he kept when he was young (or rather, asking him to type up an edited version he wouldn’t mind them seeing) that they could use as a chronology reference.
Imagine them asking Mikey for help with comic relief.
Imagine them asking Donnie to proofread/write his own technobabble since, “It’s important to be accurate.”
Imagine Raph and Casey start to brainstorm pen names since they want to use their actual names in the story.
Imagine while brainstorming pen names, Raph asks Casey, “Hey, what were those names you used to write on your gear?” and Casey answers, “Eastman and Laird.”
Imagine they decide to use the pen names Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird.
Imagine them checking in with the clan before sending it off to be published to make sure everyone felt accurately represented (so it wouldn’t be like those sitcom episodes where one person writes a book and obviously copies real life but from their point of view, making everyone else look awful).
Imagine their semi-autobiographical comic becomes a huge hit.
Imagine it eventually gets out that the comics were true stories.
Imagine that’s how they become famous (in the 2012 universe, postseries).
Hello anon! It seems you’ve asked a question that falls into the “none of our business” category! *jazz hands*
No but in all seriousness. I don’t know Samuel personally (although if I did then I especially would not share such information) and I’m not about to go digging through his social media accounts to find out. That’s creepy folks. Don’t. Do. It.
For future reference, I’ve always had a policy of not posting about their private lives unless it’s something they are both happy and willing to share with us first. I think that’s especially important with the new cast. I’ve been in fandoms for well over a decade now. I know how this works. But I don’t think any amount of warning could possibly prepare them for what’s about to happen. I know you’re only asking out of curiosity (sorry for the lecture!) but I’m afraid I can’t and won’t answer you. If Samuel says something then yeah, brilliant. I’ll blog about it and let you know. But until then, pleeeease don’t bombard him (or any of the cast) with messages about their private lives and especially their sexuality. It’s super not nice and I want them to see us as a nice, respectful fandom. They share so much with us on stage, they are not obliged to share their private lives too. Nor are we entitled to it either. If we can remember that then hopefully we’ll do a better job with Samuel and Theo than we did with Sam and Anthony.
Didn't say it but like... NSFW model!Nate photographer!Hunter
Well, for my fav sinnamon roll~
•Okay, admit it, you know Nate invites Hunter over for “private” shoots
•And you know there’s defiantly no clothes on in these shots and Hunter keeps every single one of them for… “future reference”
•But like, poor boi Hunter can’t help but get hard as he watches Nate posing in all these different positions and such (not to mention, Nate keeps snapping the band of his boxers down to the point his dicc could fall out, just to tease him)
•Nate is super seductive, always biting his lip and hooding his eyes when he looks at the “camera” (*cough cough* Hunter *cough cough*) making the photo boy’s heart jump and his dicc twitch
•This leads to sloppy, rough sex against the shoot wall with Nate moaning like a porn star while Hunter drills him
I hope you guys realize that the Stranger things kids are still very young and haven’t matured all the way yet and they’re probably at some point going to do some things that aren’t so great and say things that aren’t so great and when that happens I hope you guys don’t ridicule them or tear them down because they’re still learning just like we were at that age
in high school i was in the marching band and in my junior year i was co-section leader and i carried a metronome in my backpack to use in rehearsals after school
to preface this story, the day before The Event we had a lockdown because there was a “suspicious person” circling the building (it was a confused parent. i spent two hours in the percussion closet. can you fuckign image, with my level of anxiety. anyway) so everyone was kind of on edge
so in this particular year of high school i had math first thing in the morning, which was awful, so i liked to go visit my english teacher because she was my favourite and i liked hanging out with her in my free time. so i set my backpack down and i leave the room
it gets close to time for class to start and i start heading back to the classroom, and @starrymonk and another friend of ours come running up to me and they tell me that our math teacher thinks my backpack has a bomb in it
apparently, when i set down my backpack, the metronome was in the bottom and got turned on and started beeping
now bombs haven’t fucking beeped or ticked since the goddamn 1960s but fuck that logic, our math teacher was actually. fucking ild and had never heard of an electric metronome in her life and was shouting at students to evacuate the wing
so im running up and trying to explain to this fucko that the beeping in ¾ time at 120bpm is not, in fact, a bomb, but a device for making sure my section is in time, but she’s fucking losing it and makes us evacuate to the cafeteria
the students in the cafeteria are losing their shit. yesterday they thought they were going to be the next victims of a school shooting and today they think they’re going to die via metronome bomb. im running around trying to find a fucking sane faculty member while simultaneously telling everyone i run into, “it’s not a bomb, it’s A FUCKING METRONOME”
i finally find the vice principal and tell him, “dude, it’s not a fucking bomb, it’s a metronome, you know me, i’m in the band, literally there are only like five hundred fucking students in this school you know exactly who i am”
so he grabs me and another staff member and we start heading back toward the wing with the fake bomb, and already the three officers that we have patrolling the school (because of the incident the previous day) and the principal are gathered near the classroom and they shout at us to stop at the end of the hall (which is no more than fifty feet from the classroom, if that, and yeah that’s totally far enough to save us in the event of a bomb going off, right)
so the vp shouts to them that i think it’s a metronome, and i’m like no, i know it’s a metronome it’s my backpack and im a band student for the love of god
so they’re like nah we’re gonna call bomb squad
so fucking, i’m sent back to the cafeteria and this is how things happen as my band director filled me in later that day
apparently, the principal calls my band director down at the opposite end of the school and he’s like “hey darren, could you identify the sound of a metronome over the phone???” and my band director has no clue what’s happening because he isn’t involved in this nonsense, he doesn’t have a class during first period and was probably napping in his office, but he’s like “yeah, probably??” and the principal holds the phone up to the noise and my band director says it sounds like a metronome
skipping about an hour of hysteria and me telling everyone repeatedly that they aren’t going to die, the intercom comes on and tells the student body to gather in the gym for an assembly, presumably so we can all die in one place when the metronome bomb goes off
i’m still telling everyone i can grab that the bomb isn’t real and we aren’t going to die, and then i sit in the bleachers, possibly the angriest i have ever been, while everyone gathers in the gym
the principal and other important faculty whoever the fuck come in and start talking about the previous day’s incident and how tensions are high, so someone may have been stressed and mistakenly thought a metronome (which he pronounced as “metrodome,” which i like to think of as a giant beeping sports stadium) was a live fucking bomb
meanwhile i see the doors to the gym open and my band director slides in. he looks around for a minute, then sees me, and fucking grins like the asshole he is and starts edging his way around the room to me
when he gets over to me, he turns to face the people talking about threats and mistakes and bullshit to cover the fact that they know nothing about music education
and then slowly and slyly he pulls my metronome out of his pocket and hands it over to me, and then separately hands me the two batteries to it and starts giggling
i know i literally just made a post talking about welcome to night vale but i think i just realised something
you know how cecil reports really obvious stuff sometimes?? like, things that should be common knowledge for night vale citizens? well, what if he’s reporting in such an obvious manner to teach carlos about night vale in a subtle way?? like, imagine a lil carlos, new to night vale, who has no idea of what’s going on half the time. and the only way he’s able to start making heads or tails about anything in that town is bc he stars listening to some weird community radio broadcast that oddly explains everything about it. what if carlos learned about night vale just like the wtnv podcast audience did??? it’s so late but that is such a cute and adorable thing for cecil to do like hold me
media seems to do such a terrible job at representing people like me and same goes for many fic writers who try to base their characters on these characters shown in media. Here are some basic do’s and and don’t’s to writing fat characters!
make your character in love with food- they’re allowed to eat like everyone else, but not every real fat person has an obsession over food. The rule can get iffy if your fat character is a cook.*
make your character the center of jokes- everyone has something “funny” about them, but don’t make your fat character constantly make jokes about their own weight. Fat people get enough bullshit from skinny people about their weight already.
make your character incredibly unfit- there are real fat people who are incredibly athletic! their weight may be from genetics or from proper muscle building (not the muscle building we’re groomed to think is right in society). The choices your character makes is what affects their athleticism, not their weight
make your character the Depressed One- yes, fat people do get upset over their body. Many go through horrible diets to try and get slim. It takes years for real fat people to get over it and realize their body is horrible gross. Their weight can simply be because of genetics, not because of how much they eat.
make your character’s arc about things involving their weight- unless your fat character ABSOLUTELY needs to involve food, don’t make this their entire character arc. There are so many cooler things you can do with your character; sexuality, friends/family, simplifying the heroes journey, etc. make your character exciting! make them relatable!
make your character the token fat character- the real world has many types of people, the fantasy world should not be too different from this fact. Your characters should always show diversity, and sometimes repetition is good when its the right character type.
*making your fat character a chef can be a risky move. think about why your fat character is a chef. was it because they’re the fat character? or is there something that influenced them to become a chef? choose your answer carefully
make your character’s interests diverse- I like food! but i also like many other things! video games, bike riding, painting, singing, give your character varying interests! maybe your character has that one thing they love above all else. the game Fire Emblem: Awakening has always been my go-to favorite thing, what’s your character’s?
make your character an individual- develop their personality! how would your character react to seeing the ASPCA commercials? What’s their reaction when a family member dies? When their favorite artist is performing in town? Are there songs that make them emotional? What do they do to de-stress? Do they stim? There’s PLENTY you can say about your character that isn’t just “I love food.”
make your character as realistic as possible- just as skinny people are diverse, so are fat people. When you’re describing a fat character, don’t default to “pear shaped.” there are proportionate and disproportionate fat people. maybe they have fatter thighs than they do calves, their stomach pops out but they don’t have “bingo wings,” maybe their chin does that weird thing or maybe it doesn’t (this happens to skinny people, too!). and don’t forget stretch marks. they are real and they are not “taboo.”
write your character as if they’re like any other- it all boils down to one thing: the similarities and differences. I’m an XL and my friend is an XS, we both enjoy oversized hoodies! She would wear hoodies in the summer but I would rather walk around shirtless (if society didn’t tell us boobs are bad.) I would never wear short shorts when exercising because they ride up my thighs. Your fat character can act just the same as your skinny one(s).
I swear I’m drawing, between my piece for the spn artbook and another project involving TONS of wings, but I can’t show you any of this so… A quick sketch of Cas to help you wait ? Thank you @saawek for the usual “it’s great but…” !