#AAHH I'm fine

[transgender-catboy]

YOU'RE GODDAMN RIGHT I LIKE IT

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FIRST TIME I DRAW PETER B. POOKIE DIGITALLY

[cosmicrhetoric]

i think i just have to get used to a whole new pattern of workplace stress 😭

[momosita456]

I'm late but I'm here!

You know, lately there's been a lot of sadness on my story, and there's a character I keep making sad. So I'm vindicating myself.

Today! Today you're having a really happy chapter were Bolt sets off to do two things and only manages one. Where there's love and teasing and nothing bad happens!

I'm serious!

Just a happy chapter so the lovebirds can be lovie-dovie... The angst comes later... Ignore that.

I was this close to not publishing a chapter today, but the writing bug wouldn't leave me alone. :)

[reubyanne]

Bruce is on the edge.

There's a new addition to the Superheroes blind box, Nightwing. and of course Bruce wants his kid's figure on his desk. he can just ask the company that makes those blind boxes but hey, where's the fun?

at least that's how he thinks before he spends a good thousand of money just to get 30 Batman, 25 Superman, 15 Flash, 21 Wonder Woman, 12 Aquaman, and 19 Green Lantern.

Dick, who just got in the manor, received a text from Clark.

Clark: *send a picture of a Nightwing figure from the blind box.*

Clark: I'm just trying to get batman and get you instead.

Dick screenshot it and posted it on his social media, with captions "Bestie behavior."

5 minutes after that, Clark received a phone call from Bruce. it's rare for him to call, he usually texted or just called his name.

Clark: hello?

Bruce: give me.

Clark: *confused* w-what..?

Bruce: *on the edge* Nightwing.. give me..

Clark: i.. Nightwing isn't with me now.. B-bruce are you okay?

Bruce: i see it on his social media, Kent! i see that you have him! give it to me or I'll get it myself!

Clark: *finally realizes* aahh! the figure! yes, i got it! did you not?

Bruce: for the love of God, Smallville, just.. give me that figure, I'll give you all the other figures, i have batman, supes, wonder woman, flash, etc.

Clark: I don't need that many figures.. give me something more, Bruce. i know you know it..

Bruce: ... fine, I'll tell Perry to raise your salary, happy?

Clark: *just want Bruce to take him to dinner* i.. i guess..?

[desparaic]

To Hearken that Dreadful Silence - Muzan X Reader

Short drabble, somewhat of a sequel to "To Kill My Melody" but can be read as a standalone. Reincarnation AU.

Read To Kill My Melody here

TW: Angst, self-unalive, death, canon divergent where Muzan wins

You have lost.

The demon slayer corps have lost.

Here you were, legs trembling from exhaustion and endless injuries, knees and tip of sword digging into the bloodied dirt, all before the fully awakened demon king, his body spasming, dark blood coursing visibly through his veins, as he relish the newfound power of conquering the sun after eating the younger Kamado sibling.

You couldn't take your eyes off him. Not because you don't want to— rather that if you do, you'll have to face countless bodies of your comrades scattered around you. You still vividly remember the head of the water hashira, who you considered as your friend once upon a time, flying across your sight. The last time you've seen Sanemi, and that Kamado boy, they were missing limbs, and losing blood on parts that shouldn't be hit or punctured at all.

All you could hear was silence.

You're the only one left alive.

Someone? Anyone? Please, even just a groan of pain, a shallow breath— anything to indicate you're not the only one alive.

But as you hear the grotesque shifting of that…— that monster's body, adapting to the newly acquired power—

All you could hear was despair.

"Finally... Finally..."

... That monster finally spoke up, grinning and reveling in the moment. A ray of orange came out from the sky, bringing light. Then another. That used to bring you hope, relief, knowing that the fight would finally be over but—

"Aahh... To conquer the light of the sun... To walk in the day once again...!"

That hope is long gone.

He laughs. Laughs maniacally. Laughs so much it made your ears bleed. How dare he. How dare he stand tall and proud among the corpses of your comrades, of your allies. How dare he laugh at your misery. The mere sight of him, the mere sound of his breathing disgusts you.

And yet you can't take your eyes off him.

You've failed. Your sword cannot take his life, your only hope was the sun to burn him alive, but now that he has conquered it, he truly has become immortal.

His piercing red eyes turned to you, a foreign emotion swimming within.

"My love, oh my love, how I've waited for you to come back to me..."

He walked toward you, arms wide open as if he was awaiting a hug from you, "Finally... I have everything I have been waiting for, been looking for. I have achieved immortality and perfection..."

He stops at a distance away.

"and I finally have you by my side again."

Nausea builds up your throat. How dare he. How dare he even look at your way— how dare he utter even a single word right at you. He deserved to die in the worst way, boiled alive in acid, have his limbs torn to shreds—

In your blinding anger, you failed to register the hand resting on your cheek.

"So long I have waited for you to come back to me... I knew you wouldn't leave me all alone forever..."

What is he even talking about.

"Of course... You'll come back to me. You always do. You love me, after all."

Why is he lying. Why does he act as if he knows you.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n). I was a fool not to give you the love you deserved."

How does he know your name.

"But now we can finally be together forever. I can give you my blood! We will be equal!"

Why is he still talking to you. Stop talking, stop breathing. Just drop dead, die, die, die—

Wait— is he touching you?

Finally, you notice the ever-freezing, yet burning, touch on your cheek. You smacked it away, daring to challenge the devil of death before you with that bold act.

Yet, he remained unfazed, though his smile dropped, "I understand this may seem confusing. You don't remember, do you? That's fine. Once I share my blood with you, I'll make you remember with my memories. Perhaps I can even dig into your brain to stimulate it, maybe then it will uncover the memories of your past life— our shared life."

You jumped back, while slashing your sword across his abdomen. But of course, that is but a mere scratch, perhaps even less, to him. Even before you finished your attack, it had already healed.

There's truly no hope for you.

"Come now. It'll only be a while. It will hurt, that I cannot deny, but it is for the better," he stated, slowly walking toward you.

No. No. Whatever he was spewing about— that past life or whatnot— you don't care. All you care about is not falling into the hands of this monster. It's clear to you now he won't kill you, but rather to keep you by his side for whatever sick reasons he has.

That, you argue, is worse than death.

Perhaps, in another life, you would avenge your comrades, you would inflict every pain, every suffering that the monster has caused back to him. In another life.

But for now…

With no hesitation, with firm resolve, you smiled. A venomous, bitter smile— one that is alien to Muzan, so much so that he froze.

What a horrible expression painted on a canva he knew to be so innocent and beautiful long ago.

"I hope life gives you far worse torture than death, Kibutsuji Muzan. I will make sure your wish for immortality becomes your curse."

And with that, with the last of your strength as a hashira, you sliced your sword through your neck.

And for some reason, death sounds like a familiar tune to you.

[badcircusact]

MISUTAAAA

Ignore the super ugly carpet, but HIIIIMMMMMMMMMMM

Made with airdry clay, acrylic paint, fabric, faux fur, and of course his bells, he is FREAKING HUGEEEEE

A photo of me holding him for comparison, and I'm roughly '5"5. Just his faceplate is 14 inches diameter, and 45 inches from fur to bells. He is seriously huge. While I was drying his hood, my mom thought i was making a hat for a horse /srs.

He was by faaaarrr my biggest clay project, and boy did he give me multiple scares. Cracking was very fun for him the first few days, but he had some modge podge and it turned out fine.

While I was drafting out his design, I was originally going to have some sort of slider for his pupils, as well as pink glow in the dark paint, but booyyyy after just sculpting the basic shape I knew that was gonna be too much, but its okay because hes fine with looking at you instead :)

I am sossosososos SSOOOOOO happy with how he came out, I just wish my shitty camera did him better justice. But since it doesn't, just know his color is just a little more saturated, and hes obvi not as blurry lol

Love him smmmmmmmm the only problem is I have no idea how I'm going to display him in my room, so yeah hmu with any ideas i guess :_) I feel bad that he's stuck on the floor

Also a little vid I made with him, please ignore my nonexistent editing skills I had no idea what I was doing

Oh! and almost forgot @venomous-qwille <33333333

AAHH also ALSO forgot @oddstar-draws thank you so much for the advice on this aahhhhhhh

[penkura]

You have no idea how happy I am to finally find someone who writes for penguin 😭 he’s so fucking handsome and I love him sm!

Anyways onto my request, could you write a scenario with Law, Penguin, Zoro, and whoever else you’d like, of reader being hit on and then protecting her?

Thank you so much I am obsessed with your writing 😭💛

Yesss more love for Penguin!! He deserves it so much, omg, he's so good!

I've never been hit on before to my knowledge, so I'm just winging it here, but aahhh protective men. <3 I decided to add Shachi to this since he's started working his way into my circle of blorbos, so this my first time writing him in a romantic light lol. I hope you like it!

I'm sorry this took me SO LONG TO DO AAHH. I got back from vacation and life took over again.

Law

Law understands fully that his crew needs time off the Polar Tang every now and then, and that most of the time, that leads to everyone taking over a tavern when you dock, drinking their cares away while he watches to ensure no one does anything stupid. After the one time a fight broke out because Penguin unknowingly hit on the bar owner’s wife was enough, your captain keeps a close watch to cut off anyone who needs to stop before they do something to get you all in another fight.

Still, he has no problems letting you all have some time to relax and unwind, enjoy some drinks and the bad karaoke some of your crewmates partake in, as long as he keeps an eye on you specifically, Law is totally fine with the bar crawls that happen. He isn’t watching you because he doesn’t trust you, it’s the opposite. He trusts you more than anyone else on the crew, that’s why he watches you so closely when you’re out, to make sure you stay safe. There’s too many people out there, men and women, that are willing to lie or take advantage of you to get to him, Law understands that very well.

None of it has to do with the tiny little secret crush your captain has on you, nope. Not at all.

It has nothing everything to do with the guy flirting with you at the bar, it’s definitely not the reason his grip on his glass is so tight to the point you could hear a slight crack. Law can tell you aren’t entirely comfortable, by the nervous smile you have on your face as you inch back a little at a time, but the guy doesn’t seem to get the hint, moving closer, with a drunk grin on his face. Law doesn’t step in right away, just watching to make sure you’re safe. The second you let on that you feel unsafe, or the guy makes the wrong move, he’ll intervene. He has to keep his crewmates safe, small crush or not.

It's not even a minute later when the man puts a hand on your thigh, causing you to stiffen up, that you see the familiar blue from Law’s Room, and suddenly you’re sat in his lap as the drunkard jumps up when you disappear. Law’s arm wraps around your waist as the other guy looks around for you, too drunk to notice where you’ve been placed before he downs his own drink and asks for another, your captain almost sighing relief that he seems to be ignoring your sudden disappearance now.

“Uh, captain…?”

It takes just a moment for Law to realize you’re still in his lap, but he doesn’t bother to push you off or anything, not when he catches the eyes of another patron on you, instead pulling you a bit closer.

“Just stay here. I can keep those drunk idiots off you.”

You feel a bit weird sitting on his lap, but still nod, thankful Law watches out for you all.

You may have to talk to him later though, based on how touchy he seems to be while he keeps you with him, but that can wait. You’ll enjoy it while you can.

~~

Penguin

Penguin trusts you, sometimes he thinks more than he trusts Law and Shachi. He knows that no matter how many people try to flirt with or hit on you, you aren’t leaving his side. You two have been through far too much for you to even think about leaving Penguin at this point, and he does recognize that.

It still doesn’t help the pang he feels in his chest when someone starts to flirt with you, even thought you never reciprocate and instead bring up your boyfriend in retaliation. Most of the time that makes people back off, usually with a dejected look at the fact you’re already taken, and appear to be happily so. Rarely do people try to push and tell you to just forget about him, and when they do, it makes you angry enough to start yelling at them about how awful they are for trying to make you give up the best thing to ever happen to you, it never fails to make Penguin blush and give you all the love and affection in the world later.

Still, this time, he feels like you’ve bitten off more than you can chew. An older man flirts with you at the bar, but you of course aren’t interested, making that apparent as you sit with her chin in your hand and barely respond. He doesn’t seem to get that you have no interest in him, even when you say you’ve got a wonderful boyfriend that you’re madly in love with. When you get up to leave, the guy grabs your arm and tells you to forget Penguin, which just makes you mad and your boyfriend quickly gets up to try and stop you from doing anything to get you thrown out.

“Excuse me?! I’m not gonna just ‘forget him’! He’s the love of my life, he’s been with me for years!! You’re insane if you think I’m going to just leave him because you think I’m easy or something! And another thing, I—”

“Okay, that’s enough!” Penguin hooks his arms under yours, lifting you up as you keep yelling and start kicking your legs, he gives a nervous smile to the man and the bartender, “Sorry about her! My girlfriend gets a little angry when she’s had too much to drink! Come on, sweetheart, let’s get back to the hotel~”

Even though you agree, the whole walk there you complain to Penguin about the man that was hitting on you, how he couldn’t take no for an answer, and it makes your boyfriend sigh with a smile.

He’s always the one to pull you from starting a fight, he doesn’t have to protect you most of the time, but he’s always glad to pull you away before you hurt someone.

~~

Shachi

Shachi knows, he knows, that you and Sanji are just friends. You’ve been friends since you were children, your moms were best friends, you and the blond were just very close and spent a lot of your time playing together back then. You’ve told him, multiple times, that Sanji’s flirting with you is a joke, he’s never had romantic feelings for you and vice versa, you’ve always viewed him as a brother.

He just can’t help it and ends up giving Sanji the slightest of glares every time your dear friend flirts with you, even as you laugh and shove his arm, it doesn’t really help your boyfriend in feeling less jealous about it. Does he feel bad about it? Most of the time, yes, but he still ends up putting an arm around your shoulders and either ignoring Sanji’s comments or glaring at him to the point your best friend feels a little awkward.

Shachi is just very protective of you, even about Sanji. He trusts you, but he doesn’t want someone to steal you away and you’re the best thing to happen to him in recent years. You notice it quickly, when Sanji takes glances from you to Shachi and back, so you smile and tell him that Nami could probably use his company, which always gets your friend to throw his flirting and heart eyes to the true object of his affection, and Sanji runs off to her. You feel Shachi physically relax, still keeping his arm around your shoulders though, as you look up at him.

“Shach. He’s my best friend.”

“I know, I just…I’m sorry…”

“No need to be sorry,” you give him a quick kiss that makes Shachi bury his face in your shoulder and wrap his other arm around your waist in a hug, “Just trust me, okay? I love Sanji like a brother, but I love you.”

Shachi nods, telling you he loves you too, and feeling so grateful he has such an understanding girlfriend. He doesn’t feel like he deserves you sometimes.

He tries to not let Sanji’s joking flirting get to him after that, but it can be hard for him at times. At least you know it’s just because he loves you and doesn’t want to lose you.

~~

Zoro

Zoro has never worried about you being hit on by others. You rarely ever reciprocate, only if you really are interested, and that’s only because your swordsman has yet to make a move on you.  Literally everyone around you can see the fact you both have feelings for each other, but neither of you wants to ruin your friendship, so you’ve not even tried to say or do anything to change your status.

So when he sees other bar patrons flirting with you, Zoro doesn’t do much apart from keep an eye on you. He knows he has no real right to, but he’s always ready to jump up and help you if needed, keeping his free hand on his swords just in case someone gets a little too friendly with you. There have been a few times he’s almost jumped up and helped you, but you’ve been able to shake off the people flirting with or touching you easily, normally saying you’d get them another drink but never going back. They’re normally too drunk to notice anyway as you sneak back to your crewmates.

That normally works, but tonight, it seems the man who’s attention you’ve grabbed is a little more stubborn than others. He sits closer than anyone else has, and keeps touching you, even as you remove his hands from you or shrug him off, he still does it. The man has no sense of personal space or your rejection of his touches, it makes Zoro grip his swords a little tighter as he watches. He really wishes he could just go over, tell the guy you’re his, and get you away from him. So at first he doesn’t, Zoro knows you can handle yourself well enough to stop anyone that make you feel uncomfortable, you’re not his partner either, you can do as you please.

But the second he sees the guy’s hand move further up your thigh and you almost seem to freeze, he’s up and by you in a second, pulling you out of your seat and behind him, sending a harsh glare to the patron that dared touch you without your consent.

“She pushed your hands off multiple times, how much does it take for you to get the hint?!”

“Hey man, she—”

“Leave my girl alone or you’re dealing with me next time.”

Zoro doesn’t wait for a response and takes your hand, leading you over to where the rest of your crew is still seated, placing you beside him and not letting go of your hand, even when you try to bring it up. None of them say anything either at first, until Sanji smirks just a bit.

“So…‘your girl’, huh?”

“Another word and I’ll tell Luffy the combination to the fridge lock.”

Even as they all laugh at the horrified look on Sanji’s face, you smile and look at Zoro, mouthing a ‘thank you’ when he looks back to you, before he holds your hand a little bit tighter with a nod.

You could’ve easily thrown the pervert that was touching you to the ground, Zoro even knows that, but he wouldn’t miss the chance to prove how important you are to him and that he can protect you from anything. Not like you needed him to show you that though.

[juanarc-thethird]

Let us do a Year Of The Rabbit but with Pyrrha. She got the booty and knows how to use it against Jaune.

At the Kitchen

Jaune: Ok, now that I've dealt with Weiss, I can now focus on meal planning for the Chinese year. Now what can I cook?

Jaune takes out his phone and starts looking for recipes.

Jaune: It has to be something easy to do for a large group… Not that… Not that… Not tha-… Well maybe…?

While he continues looking for something to cook, outside the entrance to the kitchen someone can be heard whispering.

Pyrrha: You can do it Pyrrha! Having won the biggest tournament for 4 years in a row, this is nothing! Just go out and win your man. Yeah! I'll do that…

She stands still

Pyrrha: Here I go…

She still stands still

Pyrrha: In a moment…

She standing in the same place

Pyrrha: On the count of one, two, and…

She's still, you guessed it, standing there.

Pyrrha: I CAN'T DO IT!!

Jaune hears her scream and calls out to her.

Jaune: Pyrrha? Are you ok?

Pyrrha: (Shoot!) Y-Yeah, I'm fine.

Jaune: Are you sure? I'm free right now if you need me.

Pyrrha: Yeah, I'm fi- (Wait, now is the time to attack. If I let it pass I may never have this opportunity again. So, just like Nora, I going to give my all on the name of LOVE!!) I actually want your opinion on something.

Pyrrha comes out of hiding, showing her very exposed bunny outfit. Her legs are exposed, how thick and tasty those thighs are. And with her heels, they accentuate her figure in a sexy way.

Seeing such a work of art, Jaune only remains stunned.

Pyrrha: What do you think? Do you think it looks good on me?

Jaune: *blushing* I-I-I....

Pyrrha: (Is working! Now for the next attack!) Oh, I almost forgot. Let me show you the back.

She turns around, leans forward a little, showing her big, delicious ass to him. And like cherry on top, she turns to look at him with a seductive smile and says…

Pyrrha: Why are you blushing? Do you want to eat this defenseless little bunny?~

Jaune: *Red* Um...!!!

Pyrrha: (And now the final blow!) Come and take me~

Jaune: *GASP!!!*

Moments later

Pyrrha: Oh GOD!!!💕 DON'T STOP!!!💕 AAhh~!💕

Pyrrha is clinging to the kitchen table, with her legs on the floor spread a little apart. The bottom part of her suit is torn in two, while her panties are pulled down to her knees.

Jaune on the other side had her hands on Pyrrha's shoulders, while he moved her hips passionately towards her. Bouncing her ass in an erotic way that only adds more fuel to his lust.

Jaune: Oh god!~💕 Pyrrha!~💕 Oh Pyrrha!!~💕

Pyrrha: Yes💕! Say my name! Say my fucking name while you fuck me!!~ FUCK!~💕 I love how your cock feels!!~💕 Don't stop!! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!💕

Pyrrha feels Jaune grab her neck firmly and carefully. That makes her arch her back. With this small change in position Jaune moves his hips desperately.

Jaune: OH PYRRHA!!~💕

Pyrrha: Fuck!!~💕 Do you want to breed me?! Then fucnking do it!!! Get me pregnant! Breed this little bunny! Breed her!! BREED HER GOOD!!!!💕

Jaune: PYRRHAAAA!!!💕

Jaune takes her head and pull her back for a kiss, while on that moment he shoots his hips forward. Burying his cock all the way inside her, shooting a big load of baby juice deep inside her. It was so much that her body couldn't keep it all inside. Letting it slip out of her, creating a puddle of cum beneath her while traces of it are running down her thighs. After a few seconds, the two stop kissing. And with a loving look, and trembling legs, Pyrrha says…

Pyrrha: I love you~💕

Jaune:‼️

Jaune's heart fires up again, pumping blood to his cock. Starting the second round of mating. After all, bunnies do fuck.

Pyrrha: OH JAUNE!!!💕

[gemandthesnots]

Snzfic dialogue prompts!

"Well? Are you going to say 'bless you' to me or not?"

"Are you sure you aren't sick? You sound really congested and your nose is bright red."

"Oh no, that was my last tissue and I st-still need to sn-snee-"

"Oh my gosh, that's so sweet of you to think of me! But I'm actually allergic to all of the flowers in this bouquet, they make me sneeze like crazy if I smell them."

"Get me out of here, if I start sneezing I ca-can't st-stop--KTSCHEW! Oh no, I'm gonna-- HITSSHEW!"

"Ihhh... hihhh... hh'gtxSHUUHH! Whew, that was a big one! Oops, did I forget to cover again?"

"Wait, you got us a cat without asking me first? But I'm allergic!"

"Quick, pass me your towel, my sneezes are always super messy."

"My nose has been so itchy lately, can you check if there's something stuck up there? Hold on, I need to--ITSSCHIUEW!"

"Can you PLEASE use a tissue and just blow your nose? Your sniffling is distracting and you keep spraying your snot all over my papers."

"I'b so sorry I'b late, I thidk I'b gettidg sick, but you said everyode ndeeded to work today..."

"Aahh... tsshew! No no, I have a great immune system actually, there's no way I'm sick. Tschuew! Maybe allergies possibly, but really I feel f-fine, fantastic even! Ahhhh... t'SHUH! Don't worry about me at all."

"Ohhh, poor dear. Get yourself in bed and I'll grab you some tea and a box of tissues. Actually, make that several boxes of tissues."

"Oh my god, I am SO sorry for sneezing on you! This was not the first impression I was hoping for, I'm so embarrassed right now..."

"Hahh-HITSXHUEW! ITTSCHEW! Hhhh... hh'KTSCHUH! Ehh'TSCHIUEW TCHIUEW ISHIUEW! Ughh... can you pass me a new mask?"

[noimnotmae]

L O S T | Max Verstappen

pt5

summary: after getting lost in the city of Las Vegas a kind stranger offers to help you get to your hotel.

max verstappen x female! CEO! reader

pt4 — masterlist —pt6

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maxverstappen1, dailylifeofyn, urbff_user replied to your story

maxverstappen1 Next time ask if you're taking a pic beacsue this one sucks

yn_suárez but you look fine in this one

dailylifeofyn you guys met for the first and already you're meeting again

urbff_user aahh, make sense now

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urbff_user who is this stranger 🤔

yn_suárez he said his name was John

urbff_user my thanks to John for helping you not get lost

mamasuárez who is that man?

yn_suárez a friend, mama

danielricciardo he's finally making a move, I'm so proud of you Max

urbff_user @danielricciardo ??

ynshusband guys, it was actually me

carlos555tuna am I the only one who saw Daniel's comment?

charles_eclair max and daniel liking her post 🤨

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[Instagram msg]

AGAIN, THE ORDER OF THIS MESSAGE IS SWITCHED, so the second is the first one and vice versa.

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making a lot mistakes recently. raaahhhh, alssoo excited for the Miami race whoop whoop.

tags: @mochimommy2002 @carpediem241108 @dark-night-sky-99 @vicurious28 @evie-119 @stinkyjax @marshmummy @shelbyteller @felicityforyou @spanishcorndogs @reidsworld @formulaal @appl3-0rchard

if you want to be tagged in the next part, just comment.

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

~During an Interrogation~

Winter: This isn't working.

Nora: Send Jaune in.

Winter: What?

Nora: Send Jaune in.

Winter: Why would I send mister Arc in to question a prisoner? Is her going to try and befriend them?

Nora: Hardy har har, Winter. No. He's going to intimidate them.

Winter: How so?

Nora: Just, let him have his chance.

Winter: Very Well. Send him in.

Jaune: Oh, Uh, Hey there!

Prisoner: ...

Jaune: Not much of a talker? Eh that's fine, I probably wouldn't be in your situation-

Jaune: Hey, Did you know that more than half the Bone in your body are in your hands and feet?

Prisoner: ?

Jaune: So whenever somebody says, "I'm going to break every bone in your body" I think "That's ridiculous" It'd be way too much work!

Jaune: But I could break half the Bones in your body.

Prisoner: *Slightly Panicking* ???

Winter: ... How?

Nora: He's been browsing wikipedia and sharing facts with people like -

Jaune: Hey can I sharpen Crocea in here? I was going to do that before I got dragged in.

Winter: So long as you do not harm the prisoner.

Jaune: Thank you! *Pulls out a Whetstone, dragging it along the Edge*

Jaune: Oh, and something else that's interesting; the membrane around the Eyes are innervated with both itch receptors and pain neurons, whereas the Eyes themselves only have Pain neurons, because of course Evolution is strongly incentivized to prevent you from scratching your Cornea with your fingernail.

Jaune: So your eye are never actually itchy. People say "My Eyes are Itchy" but they're not. They're not actually itchy, it's just the membrane around the eyes.

Jaune: Did that make you feel better?

Prisoner: ALRIGHT I'LL TALK JUST ME OUTTA HERE?

Jaune: *Steps closer* You alright?

Prisoner: AAHH!

[only-lonely-star]

Hi!!! I think you are my fav author currently lol so I'm gonna request something for the first time ever!

Could you do a fic where the reader is dating Soda and she has a little sister whose like six? Darry isn't too sure about the reader yet because he's very protective of Soda after Sandy so you and Soda plan to use your sister to charm him into fully accepting you. Somehow Soda is able to convince Darry to let you and your sister stay the night and your sister comes over and quickly decides Darry is the best thing ever (Soda is jealous so is pony) she becomes his little shadow following him around and sitting in his chair with him to read the paper (she can't read very well) she even convinces him to share her nighttime snack with her. During the night she ends up wandering down to his room because she's scared and he let's her stay with him for protection?

Just fluffy big scary Darry being the biggest softie for kids!

Thanks!

⁠♡ Charm ⁠♡

~ Darrel Curtis ~

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Warnings - None! This is a cute fic, just fluff!! Soft Darry with kids.

Summary - He’s got a soft spot for your kid sister 🤭💞

Author’s Note - AAHH THIS IS SO CUTE RIPPING MY HAIR OUT!! I feel like I wrote this so out of order but it’s fine (I think 🙂). I’m so sorry this took me literally ages to complete, enjoy my loves! 💋

Word Count - 4.1k.

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(Quick A/N: This is similar to some of my other writings where I have to give a character a name. If I don’t, the story seems redundant and can leave you confused. For this one, I chose the name ‘Diane’ as the little sister role in this story. This is still an ‘x reader’ story, so ‘you’ is still you. I hope this clears up any confusion !! OKAY OKAY ENJOY 😁)

“Come on, Diane, quit that,” you snapped at your little sister, practically dragging her to the front door of the small bricked house in which you called home. You crouched to her level, resting your hands upon her shoulders. “Listen to me,” you began authoritatively, forcing her wandering eyes to focus on you entirely, “You’re going to be good, and you won’t disappoint me, right?”

Diane nodded along, her mind obviously elsewhere. You had dressed her in a colorful cotton dress, yellow and pink polka dots embellished all over. Her hair was tied up in small pigtails, the hair-do sure to charm anyone she would cross paths with. She had to look flawless tonight - it was different from any other.

On the other end of the door stood your loving and devoted boyfriend, Sodapop. He had been patiently waiting to pick the two of you up to drive back over to his house. Meeting family meant your relationship was becoming serious, although this was a different family meeting than you were used to. Sodapop lived with only his two brothers, Darrel and Ponyboy. You had heard a good amount about each of the boys, knowing enough to hold a decent conversation. With your guardians out of town, you were left to take care of your sister, Diane - which ultimately meant taking her along with you to meet Sodapop’s family.

Rewarding her with a small pat on the back, you turned around and opened the front door to your home. Sodapop greeted you with an affectionate grin, your own smile returning the gesture. “Hey, baby,” he spoke gently, his arms already apart as they waited for the warmth of your body to collide with his.

You returned the hug, tightly enclosing him against yourself. You hummed against his chest, “Missed you.” A tender kiss pressed against his cheek, smearing your lipstick in an instant.

“Woah, woah, kisses later, I got a little sister to meet,” Sodapop chuckled, his eyes darting down toward the small girl behind you. “Diane, right?”

Diane nodded slowly, sizing up Sodapop now that he was up close and not trapped behind a picture frame. He was handsome - very intimidating, but handsome. Diane stepped closer, tilting her head all the way up to meet Sodapop’s eyes. “Diane,” she said with a nod of confirmation.

Sodapop’s shot you a small smirk of approval. “Beautiful girl…” he smiled fondly as he extended a hand for you.

You placed yours on his, and with a firm yank, you were out the front door. Diane followed and crept around Sodapop’s other side while you double-checked the locks on the door. Once completed, the three of you walked steadily to his car. Sodapop was a known ladies man - he was especially sweet to a girl he fancied. He raced to open your door and helped you inside before helping Diane.

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Once at the Curtis’ home, Diane shadowed you all the way up to the front door. Making your entry with Sodapop’s arm snaked around your waist, his brothers gathered to welcome the two of you.

The taller, more muscular, and older appearing boy stood across from you, a very much forced smile on his lips. The smaller one had his eyes glued to you, his mouth wide as if slowly shifted to form a welcoming smile.

You nervously tapped your hands against your thighs and smiled, trying to seem like you were real girlfriend material for Sodapop. You had brothers to impress here.” Hi… Soda’s girl,” you said with a smile, the nervousness evident in your tone.

The older boy gave a head nod, not willing to say much more than his own name. “Darrel.”

The smaller boy with bright green eyes stepped forward, his hands in the loops of his tattered denim. “Ponyboy,” he said simply, his gaze soon shifting towards Diane who had tried her hardest to hide from the entire encounter.

Diane sighed once she had been discovered, everyone’s eyes soon on her. She emerged from behind your legs, letting go of your skirt shyly.

Darrel’s eyes once cold, now sparkled. Sodapop took notice of the change in mood, placing a hand on Diane’s shoulder blade to gently scoot her forward. “This… this is Diane, her little sister,” he grinned.

Darrel’s smile enlarged from there, holding out a hand and crouching down to Diane’s level. It was like love at first sight. “Well, ain’t you a sweetheart?” Darrel teased, stroking his thumb over her tiny hand in his.

Diane giggled, feeling the same connection as Darrel did. Sodapop exchanged a look of surprise with you, finding the connection cute. Darrel looked at you once more, standing back up and crossing his arms over his chest. “Well- uh…” It was as if he felt embarrassed after he was seen being so soft with Diane. He loved children, no doubt about it. Growing up with two younger brothers meant he played the caretaking role when his folks couldn’t.

He took in your appearance from head to toe, letting out an exaggerated sigh. He gave Sodapop a look that said everything you needed to know about how he felt about you. You cleared your throat as your eyes darted down to the floor. Sodapop stepped forward and rested his hand on your shoulder gently. “Alright - uh..” he began, ushering Ponyboy to allow them to speak privately, “Pony, it’ll be five minutes, promise.”

Ponyboy stifled a scoff, glaring at his brothers while he exited the room, making himself busy in the kitchen. Diane noticed the look in your eye which meant she best find somewhere else to stay while the grown-folk spoke. She followed behind Ponyboy, making sure she kept a bit of distance between her and the boy she’d just met.

“Sit down,” Darrel spoke gruffly, shutting the door as you followed Sodapop to the off-white-colored sofa. He sat down first, pulling you from your waist. Making yourself comfortable beside him, you rested your head on his shoulder while Darrel paced around the living room.

“So tell me, what’re your intentions with my brother?” Darrel asked blatantly, staring directly into your eyes as he leaned against the nearby wall beside the fireplace.

You swallowed hard, trying to come up with a more sophisticated answer even though you knew your intentions were nothing but pure. Your fingers nervously picked at a stray thread from your skirt as you spoke up, “I just… I want to love him, and plan a future with him. Right, Soda?”

Sodapop nodded, smiling sweetly before planting a gentle kiss on the top of your head. “Damn right,” he agreed while Darrel’s expression only seemed to grow firmer.

“You’ve been together… how long? A week? Two?” Darrel then asks with a rather confused look. Before one of you could respond, he gave a nod to Sodapop to signal he needed to have a word with him - alone.

Sodapop stood from the sofa, stepping aside with his older brother as an annoyed expression flashed across his face. “What?” he snapped, preparing to hear the worst.

“I already don’t like this. First Sandy, now her? Soda, slow down,” Darrel lectured, shaking his head as he did so, “She’s gonna hurt you - I know it.”

Soda tilted his head back as a frustrated groan left his lips. “Come on Darry - you ain’t even met her yet! Give her a chance!”

“It ain’t my choice who you run around with, but I’m trying to look out for you,” Darrel spoke in a low voice, careful to make sure you didn’t hear. He had advised Sodapop to stay away from women before. After the stunt, his ex-girlfriend, Sandy, had pulled… Darrel didn’t trust anyone. He hated seeing his kid brother so heartbroken and vowed he’d never let it happen again.

“She’s different, she ain’t like Sandy,” Sodapop defended as he started his way back towards you on the sofa. He didn’t care to argue any further, he had his mind made up.

Returning back beside you, Darrel gave a head shake to the both of you before heading towards his bedroom. This ‘family-introduction’ didn’t necessarily go as planned, leaving a strange tension lingering in the air. Sodapop sighed, running his fingers through your hair as you leaned against him for support. “I’m sorry, darlin’, he ain’t in a good mood is all,” he assured you softly.

“No, it’s alright, I’ve been told worse,” you chuckled dryly, trying to distract yourself from the massive fail this whole encounter had turned out to be.

“I just don’t know how to get him to warm up to ya,” He admitted with a puzzled look etched on his face. “Darry ain’t ever like this.”

“Hey…” you grinned cheekily, sitting up from Sodapop’s chest. It was as if you had some sort of epiphany right then and there. Sodapop seemed to have been missing the context behind your idea, his eyes wide with confusion. You smiled to yourself and nudged his shoulder. “You saw the way he lit up with Diane, right?”

Sodapop nodded slowly, his mind far from connecting the dots here. “Sure did, what’re you gettin’ at?”

“You think Diane could be a big help in getting your brother to maybe…warm up to me?” you finally asked, the grin on your lips filled with both mischief and a sense of amusement.

“I mean - I guess so… he sure loves kids,” Sodapop shrugged, reluctantly giving your idea a chance.

Without a second thought, you leaped off the couch to search for Diane. Ponyboy had been entertaining her since being shooed away moments ago. He had been tossing his red ball back and forth, engaging in a game of catch with you little sister. “Diane!” you whisper-shouted, a sly smirk forming on your lips.

Her head turned towards you, the tiny rubber ball soaring back towards Ponyboy. Now that you had her attention, you motioned for her to come closer, which she obliged. You leaned down so that your face was beside hers, your voice quiet as ever, “Diane, I’ve got a job for you.”

Diane couldn’t be happier, as naive as she was cute, she was also useful. She was always a helping hand, trying to be a good kid sister to you and prove herself worthy. Her face seemed to light up at the request, her small fist pumping into the air. “Yes! I’ll do it!” She agreed excitedly.

You chuckled alongside your little sister, sharing a tender moment. “I haven’t even asked you yet!” You protested as you attempted to back your laughter. Diane’s enthusiasm was refreshing.

“Well, what is it?” Diane asked with curious and almost doll-like eyes which displayed every ounce of her innocence.

You placed a hand on her back, inching her closer. Your voice was soft as you whispered to Diane, “You remember Darrel…? The big man with the big smile?”

She nodded. Of course, she remembered Darrel, she couldn’t forget such a warm smile in such a short amount of time. This was perfect. Sodapop watched from the sofa, his eyes registering the plan which was going surprisingly well even though it had been schemed just moments ago. You shot him a knowing grin, focusing back to Diane. “Do you want to go see him? He’s been waitin’ for you to go - play with him,” you coaxed her slyly.

Diane’s childlike wonder hit its peak, her heart now set on spending some quality time with the muscular man she had briefly encountered earlier. She gasped, her eyes wide, “Really? Let’s go play right now!”

You held her wrist, preventing her from leaving just yet. “Woah, Diane - …” Your voice lowered even further, the volume so quiet that nobody else besides Diane could hear. “I need you to just… talk… good about me.”

Diane’s eyebrows furrowed, sensing some sort of trick behind this whole request of yours. “Mm… okay…” she agreed hesitantly, eyeing you down before she caught glimpse of the door. Once earning a smile of approval, you loosened your grip on her wrist. She raced for the wooden door that Darrel was last seen entering, a giddy smile on her face.

Pounding her fist on it with all her might, you scrambled back for the couch to seem as if Diane went to his bedroom all on her own. He opened moments later, his eyes shifting downwards once he noticed a small figure standing in his doorway. A small yet sincere grin formed on his lips. “Hey, kiddo,” he greeted, glancing around to notice Diane was ‘unsupervised’. You were ‘busy’ chatting with Sodapop, and Ponyboy was occupied with a book in hand, ball in the other.

Diane giggled, her own excitement making itself known as she wasted no time inviting herself into his bedroom. He surprisingly didn’t seem too bothered, he actually allowed her to roam around. Diane’s eyes wandered the entire room, top to bottom. “Dar - rel,” she murmured to herself, the name rolling off her tongue as if testing the word out.

Darrel scooped her up in his buff arms, Diane’s legs wrapping halfway around his hip. He grinned down to her, a rare sight to see. “Darry,” he corrected in a quiet voice, allowing himself to form a bond with her.

Diane rested her head against his chest, nuzzling in closely. Her head fit snugly under his chin, providing a touch of warmth to her rather clingy approach. “Darry!” she squealed, finding amusement in being held so tightly by him. Her eyes caught sight of a small brown teddy bear, resting on a wooden shelf with various trinkets and trophies. She gasped, her eyes now fixated on the plush in front of her.

Darrel’s eyes followed hers, realizing just what she was getting all worked up about. He shook his head softly, “The bear?”

Diane nodded, extending a hand for the stuffed animal in an attempt to grab it. Her tiny arms could only go so far, the plush at fingertips reach. “Here,” Darrel said, using his own arm to retrieve the bear. He handed it to her, watching as Diane’s eyes sparkled with admiration. “You want it?” he then asked. Diane nodded her head almost immediately. Of course, she wanted it - it was a gift from Darrel and such a cute plush to suffocate with her love. “You can have it.”

Diane was overjoyed with the kind gesture, her shriek echoing throughout the house. Darrel chuckled, using his free arm to raise his hand towards the back of her head. He caressed her hair gently, pacing around the room. Darrel noticed the rolled-up newspaper from this morning in which he had yet to attend to, sitting atop his wooden desk. “Alright now, you uh… best head back and see your sister,” he suggested softly, setting her down as he reached for the paper.

Diane was fully against this idea, she was too fond of Darrel to just leave - especially to hang out with you. “No!” she spat out, an upset glint in her eye telling Darrel she wasn’t to be messed with. Her pout was enticing, only charming him further.

“C’mon, kiddo, you can stay with me.” he sighed with a smile that only seemed to grow from there, showing he wouldn’t mind the young girl’s company at all.

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Walking into the dimly lit kitchen, Diane looked around in wonder as she shadowed Darrel’s every move. He held a hand out for her to take, in which her hand could only wrap around his pinky. Her other hand was occupied holding the stuffed bear she had been given. She dragged it around everywhere.

“How hungry exactly are you, kid?” he posed, masking his nervous voice with a dry chuckle.

“Very,” Diane exaggerated, poking her head beside Darrel’s leg to have a look at what was inside the refrigerator.

It was nearly empty, with only a few tuppers of leftovers and two cases of beer stacked atop of one another. Darrel quickly shut the door and looked around for something else the little girl could enjoy to satisfy her hunger. “How about some…” he paused as he scanned the kitchen counter, “Some fruit? You like apples?”

Diane gasped and jumped up and down excitedly, “Yes, I’m so hungry I could eat a hundred, Darry!”

Her cute exclamation earned a hearty laugh from Darrel. He ruffled through her hair and continued to rinse and slice the apple for her. “Apple slices it is then.”

As Diane chewed on a thin slice of apple, she couldn’t help but feel empathy for Darrel. She was a natural caretaker and sharing was her given talent. “Here, this is for you,” she spoke up softly, a fresh slice of the fruit in her small hand.

“For me?” Darrel scoffed as his grin reappeared on his face. “Well thank you, Diane. That’s awfully sweet of you.”

He took a bite of the slice and watched as her face lit up with that charming grin of hers. He was utterly flattered by the kind gesture.

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Plummeting down to his seat by the lamp, Diane followed him with an excited gleam in her eye. She lifted her arms and with a heave, Darrel had placed her on one thigh, his hand holding her upright while the other grasped onto the fresh paper.

“I’m bettin’ you can’t read too well,” Darrel chuckled, his attention suddenly focused on the footsteps exiting his younger brother’s room.

“Darry - …” Sodapop began immediately, a flash of hesitation seen across his face. “Can she stay *just for tonight*? I already planned for this and everything. It’s just one night, come on.”

Darrel turned his head downwards to watch Diane’s big, fearful eyes, boring into his. He couldn’t say no. He’s grown to become fond of the little girl despite their short amount of time spent together. “If Diane can stay too…then I don’t see why not,” Darrel responded as he gently pinched her cheek with a convinced smile. It didn’t take much for him to have his mind made up.

Sodapop’s mouth was now wide open, a faint smile hidden beneath his shocked expression. He immediately began his way towards his bedroom door in which you stood in the doorway with a pleased expression. “Thank you, Darry - I mean it. You really are the best.”

“I’m sleeping here?” Diane asked.

Darrel’s nod of reassurance was what sealed the deal entirely. He gave a small rub to her back, soft up and downwards movements, “You and your sister, but that ain’t till later, honey.” His gaze shifted to the newspaper still fresh without the slightest crinkle or tear.

“Can you read along with me?” he asked softly, pointing to the tiny printed letters in black as Diane squinted.

“Hmm…” she started, her voice only a soft murmur now that she had been put on the spot. After a moment of silence, she shook her head in embarrassment, burying her face into Darrel’s chest. “It’s too hard,” she pouted against his body.

Darrel resumed his soft strokes on her back. “Hey - hey - it’s okay…I’ll help you. Does that sound like a plan?”

Diane slowly pulled away and nodded her head up and down to signal she would be comfortable with that instead.

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Not even ten minutes into their reading session, Diane was already dozing off and finding it difficult to keep her head lifted. Darrel could sense her struggling by the way her entire body would jerk back upright every few minutes. “You gettin’ tired on me already, pumpkin?” he laughed softly and folded the newspaper before resting it on the table beside him.

Diane mumbled incoherent words as she forced her eyes back open. “So…” she let out a yawn and blinked back stray tears, “Tired…”

“Come on, your sister’ll get you all ready for bed,” he whispered as he carefully held her up in his arm as he stood from the seat beneath him.

Pushing the bedroom door open, Darrel caught sight of you and Sodapop huddled up together underneath the fuzzy blanket that draped over your bodies. Sodapop had already drifted off with his arm lazily placed over you. Your eyebrows arose once Darrel stood with Diane in the doorway. “Hey…” you whispered, scooting upwards on the bed.

A slight jab to Sodapop’s side was enough to wake him up so that he could let you up and off the bed. You could hear his groan slowly drowning itself out as his body readjusted to lay without you, face planted into the warm pillow.

Darrel held back a laugh as if not to wake him further - especially Diane. “I think she’s gettin’ a little tired,” he mouthed to you as he stepped forward, proudly showing her off in his arm. Her head was hunched over on Darrel’s shoulder as her body leaned against his bicep.

“Shoot…I’ll take her to sleep with me on the couch if that’s okay…?” you suggested as you extended an arm for your little sister.

Darrel nodded and reluctantly loosened his hand on her back so she could be transferred to lay in your arms. “Yeah, that’s alright with me. I’m sorry you and uh…Soda can’t have much of a ‘sleepover’,” he added with a dry chuckle.

As bad as he felt the need to protect his little brother, he knew the two of you were madly in love and he couldn’t put an end to your feelings. He had to welcome you the best he could - while still keeping a watchful eye on you, of course. If it weren’t for him and Ponyboy sharing a bed, the two of you could’ve slept in each other’s arms. Diane played a big factor in this as well.

“Pfft, it’s okay, I’m more worried Diane isn’t getting into all sorts of trouble or pestering you,” you responded. Hoisting Diane up, she stirred awake slightly.

“Pester? She’s been a joy to be around,” Darrel smiled, watching as the little girl was now back in your possession. He began walking for the door since it was, in fact, getting late. “Well goodnight, tell Diane too if she ever wakes up,” he finished with a proud smile.

As the night progressed, Diane slept soundly beside you on the couch. She had kicked off the blanket sometime during the night. The house was completely quiet except for the occasional crack of a leaf outside, or creak in the sofa. Diane found herself lying wide awake. It must’ve been late. She felt a deep fear from the human-shaped shadows that surrounded her in the living room, the quiet hum of the overhead fan adding an eerie suspense to the room. The quiet ambiance spooked her more than she’d like to admit. Diane swallowed hard and squeezed her teddy bear tightly against her chest. The sudden cracking sound from the ceiling caused a flinch among the poor girl. She leaped off of the couch in a second’s notice and walked until she opened the first door her hand could reach. She had recognized this room well enough - the shelves stacked with trophies and framed pictures, the small rug beside the bed, and the familiar scent of faded musk and wood. She crawled onto the bed, finding it a bit challenging since it was so high off the floorboards beneath her. She pulled on Darrel’s shoulder relentlessly. “Darry! Darry! I heard it move!” she whisper-shouted.

Darrel was both shocked and confused to see Diane nearly pounce on him in the middle of the night. He could barely register her frantic speech after being startled so suddenly. “What? Are you alright?”

“I heard something move! It’s the shadow, Darry!” she nearly hollered, fear evident in her tone.

Darrel rubbed his eyes patiently, “There’s nothin’, kid. Go on back to sleep with your sister.” He ushered her for the door, dismissing her pleading expression entirely.

“But I saw it!” Diane’s voice cracked, tugging at his heartstrings. It dawned on him then - this was nothing but a typical childish fear. No ‘shadow monster’ could ever harm her.

Darrel sighed, unable to take much more of her sweet and innocent gaze which had been fixated on him since the moment they met. “Come on,” he whispered, peeling the covers open for her to crawl in bed beside him. She scooted closer without second thought. “I ain’t gonna let no monster get you,” he whispered to further comfort her.

Diane snuggled against Darrel, feeling his arm protectively holding her. She felt safe in the confines of his embrace, learning that nobody quite understood her like Darrel. As her eyes found their way shut, she knew nothing could tear her apart from her newfound favorite companion. Surely she would be back again, for she had won him over using nothing but her charm.

[simming-ghoul]

Hello Neighbor: WTRB Fanfiction Story (Part 4)

One night, there were multiple crowfaces in Raven Brooks. Enzo, very scared, runs away faster as he can, and tries to hide somewhere.

Enzo: I'll hide somewhere! There are crowfaces on there!! *hides*

Crowface: Where did you hide, young man!?

Enzo: *tries not to make the sound* I wonder if they wouldn't catch me. *sees Maritza* Mari! What are you doing here?

Maritza: *whispers* As you said, there are many scary crowfaces, and we should get away from them!

Enzo: *whispers* Ok. But quickly, not to get caught- *sees crowface*.

Maritza-Enzo: *scream in fear* AAHH!! CROWFACE!?!? *Enzo faints*

Maritza: Oh, my brother fainted, I must run faster...

30 minutes later...

Crowface: Well, Maritza, I caught you hitting your brother with your soccer ball, isn't it? Tell me the truth.

Maritza: I'm telling the truth. I hit my brother with my soccer ball, because my brother sometimes interrupted me, yelled at me, pushed me, hit me, and more.. I didn't want to do it.

Crowface: I see. Now, Enzo, I saw you yelling your little sister, right? Why would you do that?

Enzo: I.. I can explain! I- I.. yelled my little sister.. because, she annoyed me-

Crowface: IS THIS TRUE, ENZO!? *grabs Enzo's arm and tights it* YOU SHOULD BE A LOVING BROTHER TO YOUR LITTLE SISTER, NOT TO BE A TRAITOR TO HER!!

Enzo: But, I'm not a traitor to her, she is a traitor to me... *trembles in fear*

Trinity was on her home with her friends, Ivan and Nicky. She said that Delroy and Finch are coming.

Trinity: I said that Finch and Delroy are coming, but what Enzo and Maritza are doing? It's been an hour.

Ivan: Yes. They must be- Oh, my, goodness. There are crowfaces all over the world!!

Nicky: Don't remind me of those bullies who make fun of me- What the frick? The crowfaces are scariest, like Mr. Peterson.

Ivan: What are we supposed to do? I'm scared!

Trinity: Don't be afraid, Ivan! We'll be brave, all of us. Right, Nicky?

Nicky: Yes! But I was traumatised when Mr. Peterson was arrested, and yup, he just locked you also in jail-

Trinity: This was like months ago.

Delroy: Hey. What's up?

Nicky: We're just chatting. What about you??

Finch: Wassup, Sick Nick ?

Nicky: I'm FINE!! Two of you, don't make me yell.

Delroy-Finch: Fine.

Crowfaces kept chasing Enzo and Maritza, as Enzo feels very anxious.

Maritza: Stay away from my brother!!

Crowface: I won't!

Enzo: Help me, Maritza!! Crowface's trying to tight my arm!!

Crowface: NOW, ENZO. TELL ME THE TRUTH OR ELSE.

Enzo: I'll tell you the truth, sorry! I snuck on Mr. Peterson's house, I got the red key, and when I had to save my friend Nicky, Mr. Peterson suddenly chased me, but I didn't get caught when I crossed the street!

Crowface: What?! *makes the scariest face*

Maritza: WHAT IS THE CROWFACE DOING-

Enzo: Mamma mia!... *pees on himself*

Maritza: *gasps in horror* Oh my god... My brother urinated on himself... I'll stay away from my brother, and the crowfaces won't say no!

40 minutes later...

Enzo: How it just made me pee on myself...? *gets embarrassed*

Maritza: Don't worry! *gets a call from Trinity* Oh, Trinity's calling me. *presses the call* Hi, Trinity!

Trinity: Hey, Maritza! Where are you two?

Maritza: Sorry if we're late, but there's are many crowfaces chasing us, and my brother wet his pants.

Trinity: Oh, poor Enzo.. Quickly, but if you want, come with us, or go home, right?

Maritza: Yes! I'll go home.

Trinity: Bye, Mari, have a nice night! *ends call*

1 day later...

Enzo: Ugh. That crowface made me wet my pants, but I washed it to make it dry, and put it again.

Maritza: Indeed, Enzo. We should come at Trinity's home, but if you want to.

Enzo: Ok.

The Esposito siblings went to Trinity's house.

Trinity: Hey, Enzo and Maritza! What are you up to?

Maritza-Enzo: We're fine...

Trinity: *hugs Enzo* You know you're the cutest, the bravest (like your sister), and the most adorable boyfriend friend of mine, Enzo.

Enzo: Aww, thank you!

Maritza: Nice one!..

Part 5 is coming soon :>

[musette22]

Can people who don't ship stucky (or gay pairings at all tbh) please come up with a better reason than 'Men can just be friends you know! Not everything has to be gay! Men can't be friends anymore with it being sexualised!' It makes me laugh imagining them getting together and then all male platonic friendships just spontaneously combust. I don't know how they think two guys fucking/being in love affects all male friendships. Also the rejection of friendship being 'sexualised' just feels to me like the idea that gay people are sex obsessed weirdos who like to prey on 'pure friendships' and corrupt them. And it's very telling that the people who said we should just let stucky be friends were completely fine with Steve abandoning the friendship for a het white picket fence marriage . . .

Oh my god, yes. I still see it being used pretty frequently, and it's literally the stupidest reason around. Makes no sense whatsoever. Honestly, if the fact that some people like to ship two male characters together makes you feel like men in general can't just be friends anymore, then I'm sorry, but the problem is you and your fragile masculinity and your prejudices, not the shipping or the shippers.

And yeah, how important are those purely platonic male friendships to you really, if you were adamant that Steve and Bucky's platonic friendship was more valid than the romantic relationship "imagined" by shippers, but you did not have any issues at all with Endgame's ending..? So in a way you could say it should always be bros before homos, but hoes before bros is fine, actually? Aahh okay, I see what the issue is.

[monstacheol]

Hey sweetie, how are you? I hope you've been doing great and that you have a wonderful day/night💗

So about Durmstrang Seungcheol...I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!! I didn't know I needed that but omg it was perfect and you mentioned Slytherin Woozi before...I'M NOT FINE BABY DON'T DO THIS TO ME🫠 I mean scratch that PLEASE DO THIS TO ME GIVE ME SLYTHERIN WOOZI I BEG YOU LOVELY🥺 but only if you have time no pressure at all I'm just dramatic it's my charm🤷‍♀️

Anyway take care cutie, stay safe and healthy💗

HELLO!!! I am great. Long day of work, but great. I was smiling like crazy reading this. Aahh, look at the baby Woozi. I'm glad you love it. And Slytherin Woozi has been on my mind for like forever. I have a list of projects that I'm working on and will soon be working on, including idea that I had done that will potentially be full fic including more of my thoughts/ideas that aren't even listed because they have been embedded inside my brain and dying to come out. But I'm so glad you love it. Your support means the world to me. Thank you so much. Take care and you be safe and stay healthy as well.

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🏮13: COCKROACH TERMINATOR

The clashing of metal was all that could be heard in the dojo. Raphael and Y/n were sparring together. The tension between them had grown ever since what happened the other day. The young kunoichi couldn't stand it anymore, she'd rather keep his friendship than worry about the what ifs. 

"Stop avoiding the issue Raphael!" she yelled as her katana was blocked by his sai. 

"I am not avoiding anything dummy! Focus on our training" he pushed her away with his sais as her katana flew to the other side of the room.

"Just stop! I needed to talk to you about something." breathing heavily she somersaulted to get her katana. 

"Why don't you take off your mask it's pretty hot in here" he gets into fighting position. 

"I have been trying to show you, turtle boy" taking off her mask the young teen shows him her (red and [your hair color]) hair. 

"Woah, what the shell happened to your hair? Did you have an existential crisis?" His emerald green eyes scanned her new appearance. 

"Dude, I wish I did this to myself. It wouldn't be as weird as waking up with this on my hair" she crosses her arms as she gets close to him. "That's not the only issue why are you avoiding me?"

"Argh, you really don't know how to give up" staring at her (e/c) eyes he sighed. "Look I am sorry for what I said that day. Ya weren't a burden...ya will never be one" he said truthfully feeling his breath hitch as she hugged him tightly. 

His heart beat wildly...he felt strange around her. And it was killing him inside, he didn't know what was happening to him. Breathing in her scent made him dizzy. Raphael didn't want to ruin his friendship with her. Her body pressed against his plastron was all he needed to crumble. 

"Crimson...about what I said when I was poisoned..."

Her heart rang with anticipation for some reason. It creeped her out after all she was a young teen with no representation of love. Y/n's dad wasn't in the picture and her mom seemed fine without him. Dry swallowing the  girl's body suddenly felt weak. 

"What about it?" Her voice rang through his ears. 

"Look...I" he hesitated separating from her embrace. "I wanted to tell you not to worry about it. The poison made me an idiot. What.. I mean is I...well. I didn't mean it that way. You are my best friend and I'd hate to ruin our friendship due to that" 

Her mind crumbled for some reason...Feeling like a fish out off the sea. She forced a smile as he pat his shoulder. Acting all cool she made her signature finger guns.

"Phew, and here I thought our friendship was ruined" Raphael looked at her with a small smile. 

"Don't say that, that will never happen" Raphael touching her red locks suddenly made her flinch. "What's wrong crimson?"

"Uh, nothing is just...well I feel like the kraang did this to me and it's creeping me out" she said not really lying but not telling the truth. 

"We should tell Donnie about this." He lets her and hair fall as it frames Y/n's face nicely. 

Getting out of the dojo to go to her room. She collapsed on the floor questioning her emotions. They were just friends why would those words feel like a katana piercing through Y/n's heart? Scanning the room the young girl's hand reached a photo of Y/m/n.

"I miss you so much mom. Your presence here is all I need..." Sighing the teen girl tied her hair into her traditional bun. "These red streaks are kinda cool to be honest but my mind is still going haywire" 

"Just what were you hiding from me?" Getting up the floor and putting on her black tank top. The young girl went to the kitchen to heat up instant ramen. 

"Let's go, Leo, I'm starving! Yeah, boy! Ramen." The young turtle said with glee as Y/n got her own food. 

Leo puts the bowls to Mikey and himself. A little cockroach crawls around on the table with a camera on its head. First, it goes to Leo, then to Mikey, but when it goes on Raph, he panics.

"AAHH! Roach! Roach!" Raphael yelled afraid. 

Y/n stared at the little creature holding her heart. "Oh, hell no. Get that thing away!" she screamed dropping her ramen. 

Raph tries to stomp it with his sai but the bug scurries away. Leo and Mikey watch. Donnie came along holding his computer. 

"Those things are like a plague!" Y/n repeated getting her dragon shaped kunais from her leg holster. 

"Stop! Stop, you'll kill him!"

"That's the idea!" Raphael nodded at her. 

Carries the bug in his hands. "You can't smash this roach, ok? He's special. Really speciaaaaal~"

"Okay, I'm going to regret this, but why is he special, Donnie?" The leader in blue asked. 

"Because I outfitted him with a remote-controlled camera helmet!"

"Wow, that explains why you're special." Leonardo states making Y/n giggle. 

"We can send him into T.C.R.I and spy on the Kraang. The camera allows us to see whatever the cockroach sees."

He shows the video where the roach sees. Mikey laughs at the part where Raph and Y/n get scared. 

"That is awesome. Big, tough Raph is scared of cockroaches." He laughs staring at Y/n. "I didn't know you could turn crimson. Just look at your face dudette" she crossed her arms sending him a death glare. "Um, nevermind"

"I am not." Raphael tried to play it cool as Y/n stole Mikey's ramen. 

"Oh, really? Let's go to the video. This is my favorite part, right here. Donnie, can I get this on a t-shirt?" He repeats as he sees the young girl eat his ramen. "Hey, that was mine!" He pouts. 

"It "was"she mocked as she playfully slurped the noodles. 

"Want to see my favorite part? He tosses Mikey across the table making Y/n spit her noodles. Leonardo patted her back as she coughed. 

"We're going to spy on the Kraang with a cockroach!"

Outside and inside the shellraiser.

"Come on, roach number one. Make papa proud."

"Roach number one, Donnie you don't happen to have more roaches right?" Y/n said creeped out. 

"Shh, crimson we need to hear what they are saying"

The roach started to cut through the walls with a saw and started to spy on the Kraang.  Starting to climb up the column and looked down from below.

"Wait, what are those guys talking about? Can you get closer?"

"That which is known as the next phase of the Kraang invasion to the planet known as Earth will soon begin." 

"Next phase? That doesn't sound good." Leonardo continued to speak as your name put on her crimson soldier costume. 

"That which is the laser drill will drill a hole in the planet known as Earth. That is a hole that is 30 miles deep in the Earth."

"Whoa, whoa. They are going to bore a hole into Earth." 

"I'm guessing that's bad."

"Unless you think the city needs a giant lava fountain."

"Yep, that's bad."

"Goodbye, harsh winters-" Raphael stated. 

"Dudes, one wrong move and the earth's core will even implode" Y/n surprising Donatello. 

"We have to stop this!" Donatello said shocked. 

"To execute the plan, Kraang needs to possess that which is known as the diamond lens to make work the drilling of the laser drill." The kraang spoke. 

"What does that mean?" Raphael inputs making Donnie mad. 

"They need a diamond lens to make their laser drill work. now shhh!"

"Kraang is already on the way to that which is called the laboratory that is having the lens that is needed by Kraang."

"What?" Raphael continued. 

"One of them is going to a lab to get it!"

"Which lab?"

"Maybe, if we listen, they'll tell us!"

He accidentally knocks the roach into the mutagen. "Thanks a lot, Raph. We lost the signal!" The purple bandana turtle yelled. 

"Woah, Donnie you alright?" Y/n placing a hand on his shoulder. 

"Yeah...sorry for the outburst" he breathed calmly. "Hey, what happened to your hair?" He touched her hair bringing attention to the guys. 

"I well...we will figure it out later" she inputs backing away and covers her face with her ninja hood. 

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"Uh-Huh. I think I found the diamond lab. Now, it's a bit blurry but maybe we can follow it to the laboratory." He said with enthusiasm. 

"We don't have much time till the Kraang drill fires. Let's go!"

Leo starts the Shellraiser. Something thumped under the van.

"Ka-Thump! That's a really bad sound."

"It sounded more like a "ba-dump."" Mikey replies. 

"I heard a "fwap."The hot-headed turtle adds. 

"Fwap?" Raphael slaps both the youngest of his brothers earning a eye roll from Y/n.

"Fwap." Raphael repeated. Y/n grabs her katana feeling a bit uneasy. 

They checked outside and what they saw was a brown looking corpse. It had antennae and wires coming from its body. 

"What is that?" Leonardo said bewildered. 

"Ugh. Smells like a butt sandwich."

Raph covers his mouth and gags. Donnie began to analyze the body with his pencil.

"Bro, do you usually run over corpses?" Y/n covers her 

"Oh. Oh, dear. Would you look at that? Hideous and beautiful. It's... blech! wipes the slime off his mouth. 

"So, what is it, Donnie?"

"It's my spy roach."

"Your what? Your WHAT?!" Raphael yelled as Y/n clung to the nearest person next to her. Which managed to be an equally scared terrapin. 

"It must have been exposed to some mutagen. You see how the nab helmet merged with his exoskeleton? We have never seen organic and inorganic matter fused in-in-in such an ama--"

"That's great, Donnie, we can discuss this some more when we're driving away at a thousand miles an hour." Y/n agreed bitting her nails nervously. 

"Come on, big babies. What are you worried about? We creamed it with our van. It's not like it's going to get up and come after us!"

"Mikey, you should really learn to keep your mouth shut. Everything you guys say is a jinx!" The young teen flung her arm in the air dramatically. 

As she talks, the Spy Roach slowly gets up and grabs Donnie.

"Uh, guys?! WAAAHH!!" He yelled as the cockroach lifted him in the air.

"Dudette you are on to something!" He states in panic. 

Raph screams as the roach tossed Donnie and began to approach. Mikey, Leo and Donnie struggle to fight the bug but it is stronger. Y/n stayed in place feeling goosebumps course through her body. 

"Crimson a little help, This thing's tough." Leonardo spoke noticing Y/n's red streaks glow for a second. "Argh, great now I am imagining things"

"Naturally. Cockroaches are among the most resilient life forms on the planet."

"And the grossest." Mikey gets knocked "Sensitive roach."

"Where's Raph?"

"Eat hot manhole cover!" Someone shouted getting everyone's attention. 

Raph started to fire the manhole covers and managed to knock it down. The bug began to twitch and started to approach but it got knocked down completely.

"Oh, no!" Raph continues to fire again. 

"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Ease up, Raph. I think you got him." Leonardo stated as Y/n grabbed her head in slight discomfort. 

"You okay crimson?" He shoots it one more time. "What do we do with it?"

"Forget the roach! We've got to stop the Kraang before they destroy the Earth."

"Leo's right. We've got to go." Raphael grabbed Y/n's hand trying to comfort her. 

"Sorry guys it's just I had bad experiences with roaches" she explained remembering part of her past. 

"You just want to get away from that thing." Micheal Angelo added. 

"Is that so wrong?" the roach is gone. "Oh, no. It's gone! Come on, guys, we've got to move."

They run back to the shellraiser a Y/n breaths heavily. 

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Meanwhile, the Kraang are transporting the lens into the truck.

"The box which contains the lens is heavier than Kraang thought."

"There's the van! They must have picked up the lens." 

"Ram that sucker!" Raphael said. 

They knock the Kraang's van down.

"Halt, Kraang!" 

"The halting of Kraang is not a thing that the ones who are turtles will be doing to Kraang."

"Wrong. The halting of Kraang is exactly the thing that the ones who are- yeah, just halt!"

"Which do we save first? The world or the English language?"

"Wait till you have to remember all of them" Y/n inputs remembering how her mom crammed lessons to her brain. 

"I've got the lens."

The spy roach appears on the van. Raph screams and the bug starts to fire lasers at the Kraang. Once they were down, The cockroach terminator leaped down off the van.

"Mikey, Donnie, Y/n you take the roach. Raph, you're coming with me. Raph? Raph!""

Raph is hiding in the corner.

"All right, my roachie. Time to meet your maker." Mikey said. 

"Wait, isn't that me?" Donatello stated. 

"Exactly. Go get him, tiger." The youngest turtle said as Y/n tried to run shaking from fear. 

"Mom,...wherever you are give me your strength" she yelled picking up her katana. 

The roach grabs Donnie while a few winged Kraang fly alongside. Mikey dodged as Leo tried to pull the box. but the winged Kraang caught it.

"Oh, no. The Kraang has the lens again."

The roach shoved Mikey aside. As Y/n felt a tear roll down her cheek. Fear was consuming her entire being. Her punches were faltering as the roach roared trying to exterminate her. 

"Raph, where are you? Raph, are you hearing me? Raph? Crimson is in trouble!"

Meanwhile, the Cockroach Terminator scanned to see Raph hiding behind the shellraiser.

"Why did it have to be a cockroach? Why did it have to be a cockroach?! That is a big cockroach!"

Donnie attacks moving Y/n aside to rescue her. 

"Leave it to me Red hood! We're not done with you yet, Spy-Roach!"

Mikey sprays bug spray at the bug, making him screech. He and Donnie began to spray him and whack him down as the roach fell on his back.

"Yes, nail him, Mikey!"

"Uh-oh."

But the bug spray is out. Before the roach could fire, he gets run over by a truck.

"How does that grill taste, bug?"

The driver screams seeing the bug and leaps off. The truck crashes into a warehouse. Donnie cheers.

"Now, where's the diamond?"

"Raph lost it. Raph, where were you?"

"I was busy." Raphael lied as Y/n sat on the floor holding her head. 

"Busy cowering in terror. We have got to find the drill before the Kraang cracks open Manhattan like an egg!"

Raph sighs. As they leave, Spy Roach emerges from the flames.

"It's hot...so hot" Y/n said as Donnie put his hand on her face. Donnie left his mouth agape. 

"You blew it, Raph. You've got to get your head together." He pointed out. 

"I know. This stupid phobia is going to end up getting the whole team killed. Listen, I'm sorry, Leo."

"Hey...don't sweat it Raphael I feel the same as you" Y/n drank a sip of water. 

"Guys. Okay, here's a map of known Kraang facilities, and here's the map of the fault lines in New York City. Now, if the Kraang are going to drill into the Earth's crust then this is where they do it."

"All right then, guys. We've got a little more time left before the Kraang starts drilling."

They continue to drive. They hear something thump coming from below and a buzzing sound of a chainsaw.

"What's that sound?"

"I don't see anything outside. Uh-oh. He's back!" 

"What?! Where?! Where the heck could it be? He's underneath the van. He's underneath the van!" He realized as he clung to Y/n and she did the same. 

"Is this roach immortal or something!" Y/n yelled clinging to Raphael. 

"Whoa, crimson are you running a fever again?" Raphael inputs concentrated on her. 

Below, the roach cuts through causing the shellraiser to stop.

"He cut the drive shaft?"

"How does he keep finding us?" Leonardo questioned. 

"Well, he could be using the homing signal I set up so SpyRoach could find his way back to the van." Donnie replied. 

"There's a homing signal?!"

"Dude, even I would have turned that off." Mikey counters. 

"Excuse me, Mikey. I've been a little distracted." He said irritated. "Maybe I can use the signal to tap into his camera to see what he's seeing."

"None of this makes sense. Why is he so mad at us?"

"And got it."

The camera screen shows Raph attacking. Y/n trying to kill it with her dragon kunais. Finally, it made sense that the Roach is after them. 

"Oh, crud."

"Fu~" Leonardo covers her mouth. 

"You know you really got a potty mouth on times like this" the oldest turtle lectures her. 

"I don't think he's mad at us. I think he's mad at you guys."

"Wow, that stinks for someone who's afraid of roaches!"

"I already got it, thanks. So are there any more surprises?" a blazing saw appears "He has a saw?! This cockroach has a saw! Y/n is right we always get jinxed!"

Leo slices the limb away as he takes his hand off the girl's mouth. 

"Not anymore. Donnie, the rest of us will keep the roach busy-"

"We will?" Both yell in unison as they hug each other tightly. 

"Yes! You've got to fix the Shellraiser fast. Like, yesterday fast."

Leo, Mikey, Raph and the crimson soldier are outside, even though both the red users are scared.

"Hey, SpyRoach, they are out here. Come and get them"

"Really? You're using us as bait?" Raphael asked. 

"Leonardo I'ma beat your shell when we get through this" Y/n inputs adrenaline pumped. 

Spy Roach appears. The turtles began to flee. Leo and Mikey grab the bug in a trash can but are easily thrown aside. Raph starts to run away.

"I'm not afraid! Not afraid. Not afraid... Not not... Scratch that!" He grabbed Y/n's hand tightly. "Fully afraid! I'm sorry I tried to smash you, ok?""

Both of them get cornered as they hug each other tightly. If they had to die they'd at least try to cling to their favorite person. 

"I'm sorry. We learned a very important lesson. I'll never be cruel again. Just leave me alone!"

"Raphael is right I was just scared of you! Please, don't kill us!"

"On one condition."

"Anything!"

"Be good to Michelangelo."

"What?"

"I don't like where this is going" she commented slowly opening her eyes. 

"Let him read your comics once In a while."

"MIKEY!" 

Furious that Mikey pranked he kicked and lunged at Mikey who went behind Leo.

"OW! So much for learning your lesson."

"Nice job, guys."

"What are you talking about? Where's the bug?"

They looked over and saw the bug was frozen.

"Ha! Stuck, huh? Not so tough now, are you, roachie? You're just a hollow shell. What the-"

"Holy shit!" Y/n yelled making Leonardo roll his eyes. 

"He must have molted."

"They molt?"

"Yeah, roaches shed their skins when they.. get.. bigger."

"Dude, you're not kidding."

He was right. The roach mutated. It was now white with two blackish eyes, blue digital wings and a nasty looking mouth.

"A cockroach.. Why did it have to be a cockroach? And it flies!"

"Uh, guys I just remembered why I fear them! One flew at me when I was little! Run!" She said as her lungs burned. 

They start to run away from the newly formed bug until it grabs Raph, its tongue licking his cheek. Raph stabs it and falls into a dumpster. He climbs out, screaming.

"Start the engine! Start the engine!!" Y/n hands him a handkerchief to clean his face.

They retreat into the shellraiser

"Donnie, did you get this thing working?"

"We've got bigger problems. You've got to stop that drill!"

Raph starts to fire trash balls at the bug but no luck. The young girl felt strangely hot she couldn't have gotten another cold. After the kraang examined her and took her blood out. Y/n felt strangely different and it all started with her red streaks. 

"What the?" 

Mikey kicks the spy roach out of the way.

"Take that!"

Quickly, the shellraiser started.

"I had my chance, and I couldn't face it. I just couldn't do it!" He yelled bummed out. 

"Look at the bright side. In fifteen minutes, we could all melt in a fountain of lava..." He processed the information. "Ok, that sounded brighter in my head."

"The laser drill is just past the front gate. Kraangdroids everywhere. Hope you've got a good plan."

"I'm going to ram through the gate and we'll go from there."

"Works for me!"

Leo stares at Raph, who feels pretty guilty. Y/n was trying to get a grip of reality. 

"Uh-oh. We've got company again."

"What was that? Where is it?"

Suddenly the bug grabbed Y/n into the air. Closing her eyes she repeated some calming words from her mother. 

"You've got this... You've got this" she repeated as a strange pain erupted from her chest. 

"It's got Y/n!"

"We've got to do something."

Raphael couldn't believe what was happening. His heart beat wildly seeing her figure. Raph decided to have a chance to get rid of his fear and save his best friend. 

"I'll stop him."

"You don't have to do this just to prove you're not afraid."

"I am afraid and that's why I have to do this. I'm coming, Y/n! No six-foot tall cockroach is going to eat my best friend! 

Raph leaves into his kart. Y/n struggled to get out of its grip as Raph used the go kart.

"Hey! You, up there. Looking for me? Remember I was the first one that wanted to exterminate you!" He yelled trying to save Y/n.

"Flames...there is a strange willpower within you. Use it at your advantage sweet pea..." a strange voice echoed throughout her mind. 

The bug tossed Y/n to try and kill her. Opening her mouth forcibly as a strange gust of fire came out of her mouth. Raph looks at her surprised as she lands on top of him. The roach chases them and pulls mutagen bombs from its chest and throws them at the road. Raph dodged the attack and began to use a cloaking device while the bug lost its signal. Raph thinks he lost him but his kart accidentally knocked over a bunch of trash cans, gaining the roaches attention. The creature roared and pulled out more of its mutagen bombs. Raph throws the mutagen bomb at the roach's face, causing it to crash.

"The laser drill just passed the 500-meter mark."

"Those known as the turtles are approaching."

"All right, guys. Get ready. We're going in."

They charge right in, but only to be stuck midway

"Are we in?"

"No! Raph and Crimson we're stuck! It's up to you. Get the Kraang!"

"I'm on it!" Raphael scanned Y/n she was still recovering from the fire that came from inside her. "Listen crimson I don't know what that was but if you could do it again. Please do so!"

"I....I feel so...weird"

SpyRoach blocks this path.

"This is either going to be really cool or really painful." He repeated as Y/n breathes heavily. 

He moves forward and crashes into Spy Roach, causing them to fly in the air and land on the other side of the Kraang center.

"Ok it was both." He noticed Y/n holding her chest. "You ok dummy?"

"Peachy" she replied sarcastically. 

"The laser drill is 400 meters from the Earth core."

"Not for long!"

He gets to the top. He looked over and saw Spy Roach, its face now had a tire track. Y/n breaths in air as her lungs contracted again. She feared the roach...but something inside her wanted to beat it. 

"Fire...must fire!" She yelled as her mouth opened again preparing the strange flames. 

"You've got to be kidding me! All right, insect. You think I'm scared of you? I aced your butt twice already. You want to go for number three, huh? Do you? Come and get me!" Raphael yelled with all his might. 

He throws his helmet at the roach mutant. Raph started to battle the Spy Roach, biting and punching it.

"The laser drill is at 300 meters."

Raph punches it in the stomach then starts to pull the laser.

"200 meters....!00 meters."

Raph punches the roach down and moves the orb and grabs onto the laser.

"Drill this!"

"Turn to ashes!"Y/n yelled as the fire finally came from her mouth. 

He sliced the bug as Y/n turned it into ashes. He then catches his helmet who came back and Y/n sat on his knees. Then they retreat back onto the street.

"Well, guys, you faced your fear and saved the city. Not bad for a Wednesday."

"Faced my fear? I conquered my fear! I looked my fear in the eye and I zapped it to a blimp." Raphael was carrying Y/n bridal style. 

"Wooow uh! So you're not afraid of cockroaches anymore, huh?" Mikey stated curiosity written in his face. 

"Nope." He felt Y/n put her arms around his neck. 

"Good, good then you won't mind the one I just slipped into your shell."

Raph’s eyes grew wide and ran around with Y/n screaming as everyone laughed.

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"Y/n, it's strange...but your dna has some how changed after your blood got drowned out" the young scientist looked at the diagram. "No sign of mutagen is present in your blood though" 

"Dude, fire literally shot out of my mouth!" Y/n yelled feeling her hands all clammy. Her heart beat wildly, her head was spinning. The girl exhaled and inhaled. 

"Calm down dudette" he hugged her tightly feeling her body tense. "Raphael you should join in." He instructed. 

"He is right, Crimson. You need to calm down. Whatever this is we will help you understand it." Raphael hugged her as Mikey let go. The girl closed her eyes as she felt a panic attack course through. 

"It's not right... I am supposed to be human...I mean look at me I literally look like one" her eyes watered. "We need to find my mom... I need my mom. I need her to tell me what the hell I am..." Feeling Raphael's cold skin somehow soothed the burning desire to escape his grip. 

"You mean... Who you truly are" Splinter came in holding his beard. "The kraang are after you. Your mom might be key to something" 

Y/n released Raphael's grip giving him a small smile. "Thanks guys, more than ever I am thankful to have crossed paths with you" she said holding her chest suddenly. A small pain quickly abrupts. 

"Um, don't tell me you're about to shoot fire again?" Donatello stated as they quickly took cover. 

"I...(burp)" a small fire comes out of her mouth. "I shouldn't have eaten your ramen Mikey." She said as all of them sigh of relief. 

Hi, guys sorry I took so long. I hope you liked it, this story is slowly taking the path I wanted it to take. Sorry if it feels rushed but far along the story you will slowly connect the dots.