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Finally got around to inking my drawing of my crow, and it's other form @servantofdeathblog

I also added my crow's murder face, for when someone hurts/threatens/kidnaps Geno. Her appearance also changes, slightly, when this happens. She normally looks like a ball of fluff, as a crow, and in her other form, but when she goes into murder form, she loses some of her fluffiness.

Also, have some dialogue.

Chaos: *when she's following Geno around, with documents* Master Geno! Wait for me!

Chaos: *in murder form* Master Geno, will die, when he says that he will die... You don't get to make that choice for him. You have until the count of three, to let him go, before I call for His Highness, and believe me, you won't like it, if I do that.

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I love the fact that we're the crows that work for Reaper, so I did a bit of doodling, and drew my crow form, and then, I added it's other form.

My crow has a red scarf/bandana, because it/me likes working with Geno more, and often helps out by gathering any research/books/scrolls that Geno needs.

It's just a pencil sketch, for now, I'll be inking it later.

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I love the fact that we're the crows that work for Reaper, so I did a bit of doodling, and drew my crow form, and then, I added it's other form.

My crow has a red scarf/bandana, because it/me likes working with Geno more, and often helps out by gathering any research/books/scrolls that Geno needs.

It's just a pencil sketch, for now, I'll be inking it later.

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Easter! Wait for me! I'm stuck on this rollercoaster too!

found a fun little personality test!

i am open tagging as always bc i wanna see everyone’s results!!!!!!

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I'm a Transformers Fan, and I was writing a chapter for a story that I'm working on, when I had the idea to try and draw the face of one of my characters.

This then evolved to me trying to draw the helm too, something that I do struggle with, whenever I try to draw Transformers.

However, this time, I'm actually quite proud of the final result.

This is just concept art, at the moment, but this is my character Nightflower, a Telepathic Seeker/Flyer mix.

Her left helm fin is shorter than her right helm fin, and while I originally didn't want to give her some kind of crown, it just happened... The spots on her face are small metal indents that are like freckles... They should be fixable, but after going so long without them being treated, when they showed up, shortly after she came into the world, they're kinda permanent now...

She's generally shy, and prefers reading over talking and socialising, having been born into a family that wasn't good to her... This resulted in her failing to develop socially, and as a result of this, she doesn't know how to find a Trine, so she doesn't have one when she's old enough to be part of a Trine.

Her Telepathy also has a weird quirk of turning her emotions off, if she uses it too much. Her level of emotion is connected to her Telepathy abilities, so basically, if she uses her Telepathy too much, it effects her emotions, and it shuts them down... It's a side effect of growing up in a not so stellar home life, these side effects also extend to her physical form as well. She's not as bulky as other femmes, and while she does end up being taller than the average femme, she pays for that with a skinny frame, and difficulties when it comes to physical fighting. She's basically more like a Mage, or a Rouge, she excels at using speed, stealth, and her Telepathy in a fight, but is terrible at hand to hand combat, and while she does eventually get swords, she has a lot of training to do, to build up the physical strength, and the stamina needed to use them.

She eventually does get out, and is adopted, when she's about six or seven, by Cybertronian standards, by a family that loves and supports her.

I like to think that she's a SkyStar adopted child, they adopt her after she runs away from her biological family, and they're the best parents, okay!

She's got a reading buddy in Skyfire, and Starscream is surprisingly a big help with learning how to live with emotional shortcomings, and acting like nothing is wrong with you... They have a lot of fun building a mask that she can use to hide her emotionless moments...

So yes, a little mini Starscream, with a love for books, mostly becomes her default expression in public. She's actually more like Skyfire, when it comes to personality, and she wants to be just like him when she's older... A soft spoken researcher, scientist, and explorer... The Starscream side comes out when she's either exhausted, or she has overdone it, with using her active Telepathy abilities.

I also mostly headcanon Skyfire and Jetfire being two different Cybertronians, and they're brothers, with Skyfire being the older brother, and Jetfire being the younger brother. He becomes 'Unca Jet', he is her favourite 'flying buddy', and her flying tutor. Skywarp and Thundercracker are 'Unca Warp and Unca TC'.

I'll update this post whenever I come up with new lore for her.

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Mine's literally a remnant from the days where I wrote a lot of Temmie based Undertale stories... I still write for Undertale now, but the stories are different, and I haven't touched a few of them in years, due to writer's block, burn out, not hyper fixating on them, and not having the motivation to work on them.

I also have a possible Tumblr mascot thing, which is basically a white blob with axolotl based fins, scarf hands, and a coat...

If you have a real life person as your pfp, I don't care if it's Taylor Swift or something, my subconscious will assume you look like that irl. Sometimes my subconscious even assumes that I look like my pfp irl. And if your pfp is not a real life person... Tbh my subconscious still assumes you look like that irl.

You know what, tag yourself... How close in appearance do you think you are to your pfp? Interpret how you will

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Glitched Out AU - Gales of Song

Sakura took a deep breath as she glanced around the attic of the farmhouse. Everything was quiet. Three turtles were taking up their usual guest beds here, and they were sound asleep. The farmhouse was their escape from the busy streets of New York. They came out here every summer now, just to get away from the city.

From the memories…

But despite that, there would always be a bed here that would stay messy. Even when they would leave, they would always leave that bed messy. It was like it was waiting for it’s owner to return, to crawl into it, and hide under it’s covers, to play a game when they should have been sleeping.

The farmhouse was still the way that it was from the last time that the owner of the empty bed was here, even when it had been changed due to the passage of time… Wires and pipes had been replaced and upgraded, Wi-Fi had been added, walls had been repainted, the roof had been retiled, and a small playground had been added, but what the owner of the empty bed had left behind, hadn’t been touched.

Sakura started out of a window, watching as snow fell. It was winter, and they had come up here to take a break from the busy streets of a New York that was getting ready for Christmas.

Making sure that the three turtles were fast asleep, she slipped out of her bed, tucking her pillows under the covers, to make it look like she was still there, before she changed into her day clothes. She also released her hair from the braid that she kept it in, patting the loose fluffy black and pink strands down, so that it didn’t go all over the place.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up the red fabric that she had placed on a nearby chair, and she unraveled it. There were obvious snitches on it, indicating that it used to be something else.

Swallowing around the lump in her throat, she slowly pulled the garment on, smoothing down the wrinkles, and letting it settle on her. It was red, and it’s final form was a dress that looked like a poncho, one that swamped her. She then reached out, and she grabbed the orange fabric that had been placed on her bed side table, and she just spent a few minutes holding it, gently rubbing her thumbs over the stitching around a pair of holes in the fabric… eyeholes…

From when it had been used by someone else.

"Mikey…"

She held the piece of orange fabric close to the area over her heart, as memories of her brother, her 'twin', flashed through her head.

She missed him so much.

Taking another deep breath, she started to tie the ends of the mask around her neck, making sure that it was resting properly around her neck. She then carefully opened a window, and she climbed out of it, shutting it after herself. 

The falling snow quickly started to find a home in her hair, becoming speckles of white in her dark hair, as she climbed up the roof, and she sat down, with her back against a chimney. She then looked up at the grey sky, holding a hand out to catch some of the falling snow.

She gently blew, and the melting snow flew out of her hand, to start dancing in the wind. She watched as it drifted away from her, heading towards the horizon. She could see that the sky was starting to turn orange, the sun was rising.

Sakura stood up, and she brushed the snow that had found a home on her, off, as she slowly started to walk forwards.

"La la la… La la la… La lala…" She stopped singing, swallowing around the lump in her throat, before she tried again.

"Gales of song, guide me through the storm…" Her hands were shaking, but she couldn’t stop now. She had to do this.

"On the wings of a small, simple melody. Words take flight and soar, they carry me… A world we’ll see…"

She grabbed at the mask that was hung around her neck.

"Looking for a farewell, I pull the threads. A life without you… I cannot accept, I can’t tell that lie. I can’t let go!"

She heard, and felt, her voice growing stronger, and louder, as she started to spin around, feeling her feet fall into a series of movements that she had been doing all of her life. "But now that you’re gone, I have to move on! Seems like everyone, just smiles, staring at the sun! But what about me? Tell me how I will know, where I should go?!"

Pressure was building up in the corners of her eyes, and she pushed it away. It wasn’t the right time for that, she would deal with it, later.

"Oh gales, you sing and guide me!"

She didn’t see the eyes that were watching her.

"I walk alone. There’s more to life I have to know! It’s just me, lost, so far away from home! Alone, I shut myself in. Still, the winds howl, they call, and their voices lead me, gales of song, guide me through the storm! Let the melody lift me high, I’ll be me!"

Sakura felt her voice crack during that last note, before she fell to her knees, feeling just how cold the snow was, as it started to leak through her jeans, as hot tears started to roll down her face, and she watched, through the curtain of hair that covered her eyes, as they fell onto Mikey’s mask.

"Gales of song, please stay by my side…" She softly sang, trying her best not to break down, and actually cry. "Winds of love, breathe into my life…"

She almost jumped, when she felt a hand place itself on her left shoulder, and she looked up, to see a familiar red mask.

Rapheal didn’t say anything, and he silently picked her up, covering both of them with a blanket.

"I miss him Raphie…" She eventually said, after he had climbed back into the attic, taking her with him. "It’s just not fair. We’re living the life that he should be living. He should be here too."

"I know, but we can’t change what happened." Rapheal sighed, nobody really liked talking about the hole that Mikey had left behind. "Ya just have to remember, tomorrow will come, ya can’t stop it."

She didn’t respond to that, even when Rapheal sat down on the bed. "Tomorrow’s another chance fer a miracle."

"I thought that you didn’t believe in those?"

"With how many times that knucklehead has pulled one outta nowhere? I have ta start believing in them." Rapheal chuckled. "I bet that, soon, we’ll be waking up to the sound of him bragging about being the ‘Battle Nexus Champion’ again."

Sakura smiled, remembering the trophy back home. "Yeah, and then, it’s going to be him bragging about the family being Champions…  Do you remember the faces when I pulled off a win?'

Rapheal laughed. He knew that piece of news would thrill Mikey, after all, he had been the most disappointed that Sakura had been too young to take part in the tournament that he had won. He would be so proud to see Sakura;s statue in the hall where the winners of the Battle Nexus had statues created in their honour.

"Do you think that we will see him again?" She asked him.

"We have ta." He gave her a one armed hug. "Anything’s possible."

Sakura yawned, and she rested her head on Rapheal’s left shoulder, slowly falling asleep, holding onto the orange mask that was around her neck. Rapheal sighed, and he glared at the two pairs of eyes that had just opened. "It’s about time ya two woke up."

Donatello sighed, while Leonardo looked at Rapheal. "Raph…"

"Can it Fearless, and just believe in Mikey, fer once."

"I do, but you saw, and experienced it yourself Rapheal, there’s no way…"

"Statistically, it should be impossible." Donatello butted in. "But, we have beaten the odds before, many times, what’s stopping this from being another one of those times?"

Leonardo didn’t say anything.

"Ya know what I think Don? I think that he’s scared of bein'..."

"Wrong?" Leonardo asked. "Do you think that I am scared of being wrong Rapheal? Let me propose a scenario to you Rapheal… Let’s say that Mikey survived, how do you explain why we haven’t heard from him?"

Rapheal didn’t say anything.

"Leo…" Donatello murmured. 

“Well… I’m waiting for an answer Rapheal." One of Leonardo’s eyebrows was raised, and he had a frown on his face, with his arms crossed over this carapace. "Or do you not have one… what is it?"

"I don’t have one."

"Exactly, so what’s the point of thinking that he’s alive, when we have no proof? I refuse to believe in false hopes."

"Leo… I have something to say." Donatello spoke up. "I… I think that it’s time that I shared it. I have been studying what I could of the machine that took Mikey from us. It didn’t just find other versions of us, it allowed the Shredder to travel to the other versions of us… What if… What if Mikey accidentally traveled to another universe that had us in it?"

His older brothers stared at him.

"Don… What do you mean by that?" Leonardo asked him.

"When Karai saved us, it messed with the machine, and it pulled us back together, but messing with something like that, resulted in us not coming back in one piece, remember?"

Leonardo placed his hand where the missing section of his shell was. "It was reopened…"

"Exactly… It reset it… It glitched…"

Rapheal’s eyes widened. "If it glitched fer Leo…"

"It glitched for Mikey." Donatello smiled. "And if it did, it explains what happened to him, we just need to follow the trail of glitches…"

"If we can follow the glitches, we can find the idiot." Rapheal smiled. "How’s that fer 'false hopes' Fearless?"

"And how are we going to do that?" The blue masked leader asked.

Donatello smiled. "We just need to find something that we can use to track Mikey, and thankfully, we already have something that fits the bill for that."

"His mask…" Rapheal smiled. "We have his mask."

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(Surprise @easterartist , I hope that you enjoy your surprise gift. It was a lot of fun to write it, and I might return to it in the future.

Also, this was my first time actually writing 2003 Leonardo, Donatello and Rapheal, so I hope that I got them right.

Sakura belongs to me. I do not own the Teenage Mutant Turtles. They belong to their creators. @easterartist owns the Glitched out AU. I also do not own the song, it is 'Gales of Song' from Belle, which I do not own as well. Belle belongs to it's creators.)

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A gift for @easterartist , featuring my TMNT OC Sakura, based on their TMNT Glitched Out AU. It's not coloured yet, but I am very proud of the writing. If you know about their Glitched Out AU, then you'll know what's missing from it.

I feel like the 'Gales of Song', from Belle, fits what the other brothers are going through, during the events of Glitched Out AU, they have to move on, but each of them feels like the world, and their other siblings, just continue to move on, not acknowledging what has happened, and they don't know what to do... They know that tomorrow will come, but they don't know what will come with it...

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First drawing of the new year, I saw a character in a music video, and I liked how their hair was flowing, so I wanted to try and see if I could draw something similar, and this was the result.

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Been listening to Lydia the Bard's 'Don't cry for your Daughters Eve', a lot, recently...

So I drew something for it.

I framed it as if I was one of the bystanders watching everything going on in the video, a bystander that woke up close to the end of the video, and decided that they couldn't stand by anymore.

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I wasn't tagged, but I am going to join in.

The A Team theme song.

ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

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I have been knitting recently. Very relaxing, and I love showing the work in progress off.

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I'm an Ace too!

Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I'm trying to prove something.

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Disney? Who cares? I stopped watching their stuff ages ago... I really don't vibe with their new stuff, and I would rather watch my favourites from their animated catalogue than force myself to like their new stuff.

Besides, I would have much more fun being a character in their animated version of Robin Hood, being a bystander in The Great Mouse Detective, experience the weirdness of The Black Cauldron, and read the newspapers in The Rescuers.

Have you ever wondered whether or not you’d be canonically queer if your life was a story? Look no further. This quiz will tell you your canon queer status. 

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1000 likes!

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The quiz results don't match up with me, personally, but from the answers that I gave, I would probably be that bystander that gets dragged into everything, by accident, and because of that, get involved in shipping drama, when I'm actually an Ace that just wants to go home, and play video games, chat with online friends, watch anime and cartoons, live a normal life, eat food, sleep, and do my Arts and Crafts.

So I would definitely be the one that resist's the Hero's call, and spends most of their time just trying to live a normal life... XD

Saw this going around twitter, looked like fun. What? I'm not procrastinating (I am, I really am)

Make this picrew of yourself

Take this uquiz

Post the results side-by-side. No pressure tags: @alypink, @revnah1406, @madefordvarka, @deadbranch, @welldonekhushi, @kaitaiga, @applbottmjeens, @froglights-and-pearls

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in honor of pride month, everyone who rbs gets a pride explosion in their inbox bc I have extra bombs

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The Nerfed Case

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