🍳 Shells

When they return to Bright Moon after Adora destroys the sword, Bow insists on making Adora something to eat. 

🚀 Going There

Multi-chapter retelling of all of Season 5 from Glimmer and Bow’s perspective. 

💖 Getting Warmer

It's only a few hours before they'll be going to rescue Catra and a traumatized Glimmer is having nightmares of having to face Horde Prime again. When she wakes up screaming, the only person she wants to comfort her is still mad at her, their relationship damaged beyond repair.

Or is it?

👀 Your Eyes

Bow meets a child in a rebellion refugee camp with impossibly familiar eyes. 

😈 Kyle, Lonnie and Rogelio Plot to Steal a Freaky Demon Baby

The Horde Trio decide to go back for Imp and they become a little family. 

🦎 Good Trouble

A missing-scene fic from Network Effect.

Message in A Buoy (2452 words) by ImitationGame Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: ART | Perihelion & Murderbot, Dr. Mensah & Murderbot (Murderbot Diaries) Characters: Dr. Mensah (Murderbot Diaries), ART | Perihelion, Pin-Lee (Murderbot Diaries), Indah (Murderbot Diaries), Dr. Gurathin (Murderbot Diaries) Additional Tags: Book 5: Network Effect, Missing Scene, The message buoy ART sent Summary:

From Network Effect:

“They couldn’t possibly have gotten here in this amount of time,” Arada said, after the ship’s ID had been confirmed and the exclamations and arm waving in the galley lounge were over. “Not unless they left only a few hours after we did.”

ART said, They may have. Before I was deleted, I prepared a message buoy, explaining what had happened and asking for assistance, and concealed its existence from targetControlSystem. I set it to jettison automatically when the wormhole drive engaged.

They had a lot to prep. El was off with that new girl… who was somehow her sister? Steve had learned to roll with the constant flood of new information.

Hopper and the other adults- oh shit is he one of the adults now? He didn’t feel like an adult. Life had been a whirlwind since he was seventeen and fell in love with a bookish girl that ended up changing everything.

Anyway- the adults had all kinds of shit to prep, but the kids? The party was anxiously pacing. There was some comforting hugs still being directed at Will after his emotional confession.

Steve had immediately pulled Robin away once everyone separated. He knew she was involved the minute he heard Tammy’s name. He also knew she could probably use a minute to fall apart and a hug of her own. All of that hit as close to home as he expected it would.

Vickie was close behind, offering Robin a comfort and security all her own. Steve was so happy for them. He gave Vick a pat on the shoulder. She beamed up at him in her typical sunshiny way. He was glad learning the truth hadn’t taken that from her. Robin was resilient like that too. They deserved each other.

Steve looked out at the group. Mike and Nancy were having a quiet conversation. He’d heard Mrs. Wheeler had taken out three demo dogs on her own. What else should he have expected from Nance’s mother?

Will and Jonathan were still talking. Joyce was hovering between them and Hopper, getting everything ready but still trying to win the most present mother award. Steve smiled.

He felt lighter having finally reached stable ground with Dustin again. It was like a piece of himself had been missing for too long. Dustin was fidgeting near the door. They still had a while before they could do anything really.

Steve glanced over and Lucas, Erica, and Max. It was amazing having her back. If Steve was being honest, he wasn’t the optimist that these kids were. He never really thought they’d get her back after all this time. He has never been so happy to be proven wrong.

He realized something, seeing the families gravitating towards one another. Steve quickly crossed the room.

“Mrs. Byers?” He tried to get her attention. They hadn’t ever really talked much.

She looked at him in surprise, but quickly that gentle expression came over her. She stepped closer, speaking softly to him. “Did you need something? Are you okay?”

Such a mom, Steve thought fondly.

“I was actually wondering if we had time for me to take some of the kids to see their parents before we head out. Just a quick trip out for anyone that wants to. I just figured seeing you guys that some of the other kids might want a chance to say-” he stopped himself, mouth going dry.

Joyce nodded, giving him a knowing look. “I understand. Yes, absolutely. We still have a lot to do. You’ve got an hour at least.” She smiled. “You’re a good kid, Steve.”

The words hit him in the chest, but he smiled through it.

Steve offered a ride to everyone, just in case they needed to see someone before they went into this mess. Lucas, Erica, and Dustin quickly agreed. Mike and Nancy were adamant they’d see their parents when they had Holly back. Max thought it would be too much to explain to her mother that she was awake and immediately has to leave. Robin hesitantly agreed, but Vickie politely declined. She wasn’t sure she’d have to courage to come with them if she went home now.

Steve piled everyone in the van, silently mourning the Beamer again for a moment. He made sure everyone in the back was secure, Robin beside him in the passenger seat, and they were off.

Dustin house was closest. He went inside while the others waited in the van. Steve watched the door.

Around ten minutes later, Dustin came outside, wiping his eyes as he climbed into the van.

Steve turned back. “You okay?”

Dustin caught his eye, nodding. “Yeah. I’m good. Thank you for this. Another good idea.” He smiled, eyes still a little wet.

At the Sinclair’s, Lucas told Erica not to do anything to make them worry, to which Erica informed him that she wasn’t a dumbass. They were inside for around fifteen minutes. Lucas left standing a little taller. Erica stopped him just outside the house, talking to him on the porch. Steve tried not to watch. It felt private. He did catch the hug they shared before crossing the lawn and getting back in the van.

Finally, he made the familiar drive to Robin’s house. She took a deep breath before shooting him a look.

“She tries. You love her cause she tries,” he echoed back the words she’d said to him before after a long vent session about her mother.

Robin smiled, climbing out of the van and heading inside.

Steve turned back to the kids. “Anywhere else we need to hit before we head back?”

They all shared a look, a silent conversation before shaking their heads.

“Nope, all good back here. Your house is the last stop,” Dustin called back.

Steve waved his hand dismissively. “No need. Rob’s is the last stop.”

There was a beat of silence.

“You don’t wanna see your parents before we go? This was your idea… we figured you’d wanna stop and see them too,” Dustin questioned.

“I was just thinking of you guys. My folks aren’t even home, so that’s not really an option,” Steve shrugged.

“Aren’t home? You haven’t been home since like two days ago. How would you know they’re not home?” Dustin’s brows pinched together.

“Oh, they were on a trip went the comandos came in and quarantined the town.” Steve glanced back at Robin’s house.

“What? Wait- you’ve just been living alone?” Lucas interjected.

“That’s nuts. Did you know that?” Erica turned to Dustin, who was staring at Steve like a deer in headlights.

“Steve… what the hell?” Dustin breathed.

Steve frowned. “What? I’m not a kid. It’s not a big deal. They were pretty pissed about the house for a while, but they mostly stay at their Chicago place anyway.”

“You’ve just been, what- alone?” Dustin sputtered.

Steve shrugged, suddenly feeling the weight of all their attention. “I mean… yeah?”

Dustin deflated. “Steve, why didn’t you say anything?”

“It didn’t seem worth mentioning. They’re always traveling. I’m pretty used to living on my own. Also- again, I’m 21.”

“Doesn’t mean shit. We’ve all seen enough to know it’s dangerous to be alone,” Erica spoke up.

“Yeah man. Sorry I never even thought to ask,” Lucas added.

Steve shook his head. “No need for apologies. Really. I’m all good. Plus, I’m basically always at the radio with Rob.”

“No, I’m really sorry, Steve. We should be looking out for each other,” Dustin’s tone was firm.

Steve opened his mouth, then closed it again. He nodded.

Robin came back soon after. She climbed into the passenger seat with a huff. “Well, I’ll have you know- my hair is doing that weird thing again, and I could stand to wear a bit more makeup because I’m getting too pale,” she informed him in that mocking tone she used to imitate her mother.

Steve grinned, giving Robin’s hand a squeeze.

She smiled. “But I’m still glad we did this. Thank you.”

Steve drove them back to the station. He sat in the van for a moment after everyone climbed out to rejoin the group.

Notes: apparently I’m writing fic now. This one’s a missing scene oneshot taking place just before the Tokyo party when Finn gets flown to Japan. It happens a couple days after my other missing scene fic, A Cold Morning.

TW: heavy themes of death

***

A Volkswagen Karmann Ghia has no radiator.

That’s because it’s air cooled.

He could remember that. There must have been some space in his tired mind to remember that. He repeated it in his head on the drive to the runway. It was a miserable night out. The rain just kept coming in sheets. If it was any other jet, Finn wouldn’t be sure he could fly in that weather, but it was Siddeley. He could fly in anything.

…:::.::…:::::::::..::…:..::::::..:::.:::…::::::..::..:::..::::….::…

Siddeley wasn’t waiting long before he saw headlights approaching out of the rain. He lowered the cargo ramp for them—him. Sid searched for the second pair of headlights, but they never came. His orders were to pick up Finn McMissile, but Leland was always with him; it didn’t even need to be said. If he was picking up one of them, it meant he was picking up both of them. And they were working that mission together.

Finn came closer and Sid saw his expression.

“Hello, Siddeley.” It was the quietest greeting he’d ever gotten from Finn.

Sid didn’t want to fear the worst, but the look in Finn’s eyes plus the sound of his voice confirmed it. Still, even after Finn drove up the ramp, he hesitated to close it, waiting a bit longer. But it was futile. He let his eyes close for a moment as it sank in. Then he had to carry on.

“Rotten night out, isn’t it?” Siddeley tried as he closed the ramp and started his thrusters. He didn’t get a response. “No worries, I’ll get us there,” he added. What more could he say? He could practically feel the grief radiating off of Finn in his hull.

…:…….::::.::..::….:::.:::..:….:::.::::.::..:::::…::::..::..::…

“I have no doubt that you will.” Finn’s response came late. He knew he came late, but it took that long to drag a functional sentence out of him. Still, he recognised what Siddeley meant it by. It was a veiled acknowledgment of the shadow that hung over Finn.

“Pour me a scotch, would you, Sid?” Finn had been cooped up in that shabby Alaskan motel for too many days. He could use some hard liquor in his tank. “Neat,” he added.

A mechanical arm folded out from the liquor cabinet and poured the drink. Finn downed it a little too quickly.

“Pour me another, would you?”

He could feel Sid hesitant, but he obliged nonetheless and Finn downed it just as fast.

“I’m beat. Wake me when we arrive.” Finn sank into the padded seat. The alcohol took the edge off of everything and he thought he’d actually get some good rest on the flight. Plus he wouldn’t have to speak.

“Sure thing, Finn,” came Siddeley’s reply.

Finn didn’t have any trouble dozing off, but he didn’t stay asleep long. He was in and out of sleep for a few more minutes, then he couldn’t get any more rest.

“Pour me another scotch, Sid,” Finn said after a little while. He waited but the drink never came. He knew Siddeley heard him, and he felt his patience become paper thin. “Oh come on, Sid, you know damn well why! Just pour me another bloody drink!”

Siddeley paused before saying anything.

“No, Finn. I didn’t know.” His voice was so solemn it made Finn instantly regret his outburst.

“Oh golly, Sid, I thought someone would’ve told you.” Finn felt his anger sink back down into the grief it came from. No one had told him what had happened. “I’m sorry, Sid. I’m sorry. I thought you knew.”

Siddeley weighed what he could ask. “Were you with him?” he asked hesitantly.

“I can't talk about it,” Finn said right away. “I can't think about it,” he added later. “I’ve got to get through this bloody mission, but I can’t think.” He stopped before he let too much come out. The alcohol was already getting him to let out more than he would’ve, but it was also helping him forget. “Just one more drink, Sid. Please?”

He felt the jet cave in and the mechanical arm poured another though didn’t fill it up as much as the last.

“Finn.”

Finn stopped and listened.

“Promise me something. Promise me you’ll be careful?” Siddeley asked. “He would've wanted you to be careful.”

Those words echoed from a transmission that would forever be etched into Finn’s memory.

“I’ll drink to that.”

***

Notes: I like to think Siddeley could be a sort of confidant for Finn. Or at least someone he trusts enough to be a little more open around. They seemed to have a good relationship in the movie and I think they would’ve talked about Leland at some point.

Also, is it just me or could Finn be maybe a little bit drunk at the Tokyo party? He shows up, suave as fuck but not a plan in sight. He immediately bails on meeting the American agent and sends this random diagnostics agent out on a whim instead. And I get he didn’t want to blow their cover but he could have called for backup. He could’ve some SOMETHING.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Donatello & Leonardo & Michelangelo & Raphael (TMNT), Leonardo & Splinter (TMNT), Leonardo & April O'Neil (TMNT) Characters: Leonardo (TMNT), Donatello (TMNT), Michelangelo (TMNT), Raphael (TMNT), Splinter (TMNT), April O'Neil (TMNT), Casey Jones (TMNT) Additional Tags: Episode s02e10 the ultimate ninja (TMNT 2003), Missing Scene, Flashbacks, Canon-Typical Violence, Panic Attacks, Mentions of Drowning, Mentioned Oroku Saki | Shredder, Mentioned The Ultimate Ninja| Ue - Sama, Mentioned The Foot clan, Turtle Pile (TMNT), Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Leonardo-centric (TMNT), References to several episodes in Season 1, References to several episodes in Seasons 1 and 2, falling, Exhaustion, Injury, Leonardo Has PTSD (TMNT), Only this is well before Season 4 Series: Part 8 of TMNT Hurt/Comfort Bingo Summary:

After a fierce battle for his life, and the lives of his family, against a new opponent calling himself "The Ultimate Ninja", Leo has more than earned a rest.

...Too bad his brain has other ideas.

NEW THAT ‘70S SHOW FANFICTION ON AO3 

Title: Cigarette Conversation

Summary: After all the happenings of "Celebration Day" Hyde and Kitty take a few minutes to talk, venting about some of the recent events in both of their lives and lending their listening ears to each other. Rated T for use of smoking and a few porky mouth words

Pairings: Kitty and Hyde (family/friendship) Jackie/Hyde, Red/Kitty mentions of other characters as well.

Rating: T

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57127954