#the brains and brawn duo of all time

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Ik we haven’t gotten much of Raph and Donnie’s dynamic in MM yet but I already know it’s rivaling B team for me (and I will make several posts abt them when we get more more)

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My first time drawing 12!Donnie!!

I’m gearing up to do a 2012 Brains and Brawn drawing so I figured I’d do some practice so I know what I’m doing and how I want to draw these guys!

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Set for love

Synopsis: Y/N, the star athlete of the volleyball team, has always been used to the spotlight. But when her childhood best friend, Karina, asks her to teach her how to play, Y/N never expects it to lead to something deeper. What begins as simple lessons in receiving and spiking soon becomes an unspoken game of heart, with each pass and set carrying more weight than the last. As Karina's skills improve, so does their connection—until the lines between friendship and something more blur. With every jump, every dive, and every playful bump, both are forced to confront feelings they've buried for years. But love, like volleyball, takes trust, teamwork, and a willingness to fall—together.

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Karina has always been your best friend—since childhood, really. She’s been there for every milestone: from your preschool graduation to your high school diploma, from your first championship volleyball game to the moment you passed your driving test. Like a calm breeze, she’s always by your side—quiet, steady, comforting. And you never minded. In fact, it’s always felt like peace.

You cherished every moment with her, especially those quiet little lessons she’d sneak into your life—like how to clean properly.

“No, Y/N! Like this, not like that—you’re wiping it wrong.” she said while guiding your hand.

“My bad…”

Then came cooking.

“You mix while you pour it! Not pour then mix.”

“Ohh, I see…”

And of course—grocery shopping.

“Remember, Y/N, always go for the fresh-looking vegetables. It’ll help you in the long run.”

“Noted. Pro vegetarian?”

She’d just smile, shaking her head, and toss a bundle of greens into the cart like it was second nature.

For some people, this was the bare minimum—but for you? You secretly loved it. The way she nagged you gently, taught you without ever making you feel small. You never told her, though. You decided it was better that way—to keep it yours, a quiet kind of special. Something natural.

She didn’t just stop at life skills either. Cameras, painting, even random facts about art history—Karina knew them all. She was curious about everything, and you? You were just happy to listen.

She was the brain to your brawn. The calm to your chaos.

You, the athletic volleyball kid who towered over everyone by middle school, with a spike that could shake the court. Genetically blessed, sure—but also relentless. You were the kind of person who couldn’t stand to lose, not even in rock-paper-scissors.

Together, you balanced out. You with your scraped knees and sports drinks, her with ink-stained fingers and quiet advice. A duo that somehow just made sense.

One lazy afternoon, she was sprawled across her bed, staring at the ceiling with nothing to do. Then, like a light switch flipping on, an idea sparked in her mind. Without a second thought, she rushed out of her house and straight to yours.

You were lying in your room, music playing in the background, zoning out while thinking about your next scrimmage, wager, or maybe even a tournament. Then came the knocks—loud and familiar. You headed downstairs and opened the door.

“Hey Y/N! Teach me volleyball,” she said, grinning from ear to ear.

You blinked. “Huh? Why?”

“Just 'cause!” she replied, hands on her hips. “I think it’d be cool to know how you do all those moves. That way I won’t just rely on getting excited every time you jump or dive for a ball—I’ll actually understand it. Plus… volleyball seems fun.”

Your heart thudded unexpectedly, but you played it cool and nodded. The two of you walked to the nearby public court, ready to begin.

“Alright,” you said, setting your bag down, “first we stretch—and don’t slack off.”

“Okay next is form—it’s important to maintain a proper form for consistent performance. Think of it like fortifying your base,” you said, getting into position. “Clamp your hands together, bring your arms straight, and keep your shoulders relaxed.”

Karina followed you, her brows furrowed, mimicking the motion.

“Like this?” she asked, tilting her arms slightly.

You walked over and gently adjusted her posture, brushing your fingers along her forearms. “Closer. Your elbows need to lock in place, and keep your knees bent—center of gravity low. You don’t wanna topple over when the ball comes at you.”

She pouted. “Ugh, this is harder than it looks.”

“You think I just jump around all day? Tsk.” You grinned. “Okay, now let’s do the passing drill.”

You tossed the ball gently, and she missed—of course.

“Again,” she said, determined.

You tossed it again, and this time she got it. Kind of. The ball flew a bit too high, but it was a hit.

“Yo! That’s what I’m talking about,” you said, giving her a high-five. “See? Not bad for a beginner.”

“Not bad? That was amazing, admit it!” she giggled.

You smiled without meaning to. “Alright, alright—next up is footwork. Volleyball’s not just about hands, it’s about how you move. Quick side steps, knees always bent. Don’t cross your feet.”

She tried, tripped a little, and almost bumped into you. You caught her by the arm.

“You good?” you asked, eyes locking with hers for a second too long.

She nodded, cheeks a little red. “Yeah. Totally fine.”

“Let’s just practice receiving first,” you said, stepping behind her to gently adjust the hem of her shirt that had risen slightly as she moved. “You don’t want it getting in the way when you dive.”

She blinked, a little caught off guard, but nodded. “Right. Got it, coach.”

As the day wore on, the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the public court. You tossed balls her way over and over, and she missed more than she caught—but neither of you seemed to mind. The air between you was filled with easy laughter, light teasing, and the occasional dramatic fall she exaggerated for your amusement.

“Okay, let’s call it a day,” you said finally, hands on your hips, a proud little grin tugging at your lips. “Good job, Karina.”

“Phew…” she exhaled, stretching her arms overhead before walking up to you with a smug smile. “A little more practice and I’ll be better than you.”

She leaned in suddenly, tipping over just a bit and tapping your nose with her finger. “Boop.”

You froze. Your breath caught in your throat—and damn it, a red hue started creeping up your neck and onto your cheeks. She saw it. Of course she did.

But she didn’t say anything. Just smiled, soft and knowing, like she was keeping her own little secret too.

Then you cleared your throat. “Oy, Karina. Eomma’s making seaweed soup and kimchi tonight. You coming to dinner?”

“Sure, sure,” she said, slipping off her shoes and changing into a pair of familiar house slippers

You two made your way through the quiet streets, the moonlight casting a soft glow over the pavement. The evening air was cool, but not too cold, and your footsteps were light with the ease of being beside each other.

“Hey, Y/N,” Karina nudged your side with her elbow, her voice playful, “aren’t you scared your disciple might actually surpass you one day?” You scoffed, smirking. “You’re light years away from surpassing me.” Then, without much thought, you reached over and pinched her cheek gently. “Dream on.” It wasn’t out of the ordinary for the two of you to be touchy like this. Little things. A tug on the sleeve, leaning on each other’s shoulders, poking cheeks when bored. But this time? Something shifted. Karina froze up just a bit, her face tinting pink, then red. She blinked at you, lips pressed tight, and suddenly she was quiet. You tilted your head, amused. “What’s wrong, Karina? Grown all quiet on me? Did the harsh truth about never surpassing me finally hit?” “Shut up,” she muttered, turning away slightly. Still red. Still pouting. You grinned but didn’t push further, letting the moment sit between you as the warm buzz of whatever that was lingered in the air.

Eventually, you reached your house and were immediately met with your mom’s cheerful voice from the kitchen window.

“Hey, you two! Can’t ever separate, huh?” she teased with a chuckle. “Wouldn’t be surprised if you ended up together!”

“MOM!” you groaned, your face flushing hotter than before.

Karina didn’t say anything—still dazed from earlier. Your mom’s comment only made it worse, stoking the blush already blooming across her cheeks.

“Come on in, eat while it’s hot,” your mom called, waving you both inside.

The dinner table was filled with the familiar smells of home—seaweed soup, kimchi, warm rice. Karina sat beside you, still quietly flustered. And your mom? She was in full storytelling mode.

“You know, when you two were little, you always smeared food all over each other’s faces. It was a mess. You even used to insist on sharing a bed during sleepovers—always curled up like two puzzle pieces.” She smiled warmly. “Like the universe already decided you were meant to match.”

You snuck a glance at Karina. Her eyes were on her bowl. But her smile?, That was the softest thing you’d seen all day.

As the weeks passed, the two of you grew even closer. Practice after practice, the court became more than just a space for drills—it became a place where unspoken feelings started to surface, quietly weaving between every bump, set, and spike.

“Wow,” you said, tossing the ball up and catching it with a grin. “You’re actually getting good at receiving, Karina. I can’t lie—I’m impressed.”

“Hmph! Told you I could do it,” she replied, smug and playful.

But then, without thinking too much, you went in for a real spike—your strongest one yet, out of habit more than intent. The ball flew like lightning and smacked into her arms, sending her stumbling backwards and landing on the ground with a soft thud.

“Karina!” you rushed over, crouching beside her. “I’m so sorry—are you okay?”

She winced a little, looking at her scraped knee, but then smiled up at you. “I’m fine, Y/N. Don’t worry.”

Still, you didn’t take her word for it. Later that day, back at your place, you sat her down, gently dabbing disinfectant on the bruise.

“Hold still,” you muttered, concentrating. She did—watching you instead of the sting on her skin.

You placed the bandaid over it carefully, smoothing it down. “There. Battle scar of a real player.”

She let out a soft laugh. “You make it sound cooler than it is.”

“To me, it is,” you said, without thinking.

Her eyes met yours. Neither of you spoke after that, but the silence wasn’t awkward—it felt like something was slowly shifting, something deeper settling into place between you.

Weeks turned into months, and soon enough, the practices turned into routines—something unspoken the two of you always looked forward to. Karina had gotten better, no doubt, but what stuck with you more were the quiet moments: the shared water bottles, the way she’d start to recognize your tells on the court, how she’d wait for you outside your gym just to walk home together.

One late afternoon, after another round of practice and laughter echoing on the now golden-lit court, you both sat on the bleachers, sweaty and tired.

“Hey,” she said suddenly, looking ahead at the fading sky. “Thanks for doing all this with me.”

You leaned back on your elbows. “I should be the one thanking you. I never thought I’d actually enjoy teaching someone… but you made it easy.”

Karina was quiet for a bit. Then, without turning to you, she said, “You know… I didn’t want to learn volleyball just to understand you better.”

You blinked. “Then why?”

She turned to face you now, eyes soft but sure. “Because I wanted to spend more time with you. And maybe… just maybe, because I like you.”

Your breath caught. The sun was almost down, the sky painted in pinks and purples, and yet nothing seemed brighter than the flush on her cheeks. You didn’t say anything at first. Instead, you leaned over, tapped her forehead gently, and grinned. “Took you long enough to say it.” She scoffed, laughing, trying to hide her embarrassment. But before she could reply, you added, “I like you too. Always have.” It wasn’t grand, it wasn’t loud—it was just you and her, in your shared little world, with a sunset to seal the moment. And from that day on, volleyball was no longer the only thing you practiced together.

You practiced love, too.

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Charles, Edwin and action

Putting my two cents into the dbda analysis to talk about the boys' relationship with action/movement throughout the show

Within the first episode Charles easily defines himself as the "brawn" and Edwin as the "brain". This presents Charles as what I like to call a physical response character and Edwin as a verbal response character, which reinstates what has already been shown to us as the boys dealt with the WW2 ghost: Edwin recites the Latin enchantment as Charles grapples with the ghost. By doing this, job is jobbed, case is closed etc etc.

I feel I have to mention that this almost unconscious dance between them is something that Edwin couldn't have in Hell. Movement and speaking meant being caught and torn apart. But it's also the fact that he probably wouldn't have even had anyone to talk to in Hell, and now he gets to be a part of a duo where his main role is to speak and explain knowledge.

Anyhow, this pattern continues in most things that the boys do; while at the Dandelion shrine, Edwin is the one to read the writing on the shrine and verbalises (to both characters and audience) what the intent of the Dandelion sprites is. And then Charles is the one to pick up the vase (and break it).

The Devlin House is of note because this is the first time that we see this dance fail. Edwin has explained what the Stone Tape Theory is, and now it is time to look for what might have caused the loop. This is where their roles flip, if just for a moment. Charles talks to Crystal about how he connects to Hope Devlin while reading through her diary. He understands her situation, her fear, how it feels to be struggling under your parent's command. And he actually talks about it. In that scene, Charles is the verbal response character. You could say that it's because it isn't Edwin that he's talking to that he can change his role in the dance. Crystal isn't a part of their dance as the 'brain' and 'brawn', so he doesn't have to fit into the role of the physical response character with her.

(You could go as far as to say that this unfamiliar flip of roles is what leads them astray. Edwin has completed both the verbal and physical aspects of this scenario, the dance is off. You can go even further to say that Edwin didn't even complete the physical aspect correctly, he got the wrong trigger, he's not used to being the character of action)

It is then after all this, still in the Devlin house, that Charles steps back into being the physical response character when he attempts to attack Mr Devlin. This is the first time that the boys completing their roles has completely backfired. (You could argue with Esther, being hit back was just the response of a typical fight. You go to hit and you miss and get hit back.) Charles attempting his role as the 'brawn' takes him out of commission entirely, because there isn't that balance. He hasn't actually spoken about much and instead internalised it for 30+ years, and now uses that emotion to act. And it doesn't work.

Charles never really seems to make actions about himself, and the times he does? It never really works out for him. The Devlin house takes him out of commission, and the Lighthouse Leapers have his friends reject him for his actions (I might talk about this another time). Even his kiss with Crystal that he instigated doesn't go anywhere.

An interesting note is that the times when Charles is much more passive in his actions is with his relationship with Crystal. He initiates the kiss first, but even before that he's almost tiptoeing around what Crystal might want or not want (I've seen a few people talk about this better than I could so I won't get too into it).

It's only really until after he and Crystal break it off that he starts really being a man of action for himself and not just others. He argues to not take Monty's case, he calls Crystal out on her lies about her powers, he stands on his decision to not let Crystal go to Hell. He's not being passive about what he might want and how it might clash with what others want.

Charles' arc and connection to his relationship with action kind of ends at the end of ep5 (Dead Dragons) when Edwin says "Let's get [Charles] sorted first" and they never really go back to Charles' arc lol

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Edwin's relationship with his role as the verbal response character is interesting because part of his arc is about how he cannot verbalise what he is wanting. The Case of the Lighthouse Leapers makes that abundantly clear. To Niko he denies by "Absolutely not" wanting to kiss the Cat King, and he doesn't know what he wants with Monty. The Cat King has to literally spell him to get Edwin to admit what he wants from the agency ("[He] can make [his] case for leniency").

Edwin can explain anything for a case, anything for knowledge, but he does not like verbalising his wants. We see him struggle with this towards Monty at the swing set, he "-thinks it best if [they] stop seeing one another", but he also isn't sure if that's what he actually wants. It then!! Continues!! As Edwin begins to say what he wants, that there are "-feelings. That [he] thought were never to be spoken of.", Monty swoops (ha) in as the physical character in that moment, sealing it with a kiss.

But Edwin didn't finish! He as the spoken character has not finished his role before the action response occurs! And it doesn't work. The dance isn't working, they're stepping on each other's feet.

We then reach the Case of the Creeping Forest, wherein Edwin's feelings for Charles are, at this point in the narrative, one of the main things he cannot verbalise. So instead, Monty verbalises it! He is the one to finally state that "Those feelings that [Edwin has]? Are for Charles. He is the one [Edwin loves].".

(As I'm writing this I'm realising that Monty actually creates his own role as both a physical and verbal response character within like two weeks of being human compared to 2 oldass ghosts good for him)

Edwin's feelings for Charles have been established by the way he typically acts (with words), but not by himself, because he cannot do that. He has spent so long denying himself and avoiding verbalising anything akin to his own wants that he still cannot say it.

But then it is Charles' turn to establish how he feels for Edwin with his typical: actions. And how does this occur? With Charles' putting his hand over Edwin's as they are dragged by Teethface. It doesn't matter if the feelings being presented are or aren't exactly the same, it's still love. It's part of their dance. Edwin's perspective has been spoken, and then it's time for Charles' perspective to be acted on, and both times it means that they love each other.

Edwin's relationship with expressing want is also tied into his changing of clothes in ep6. One of the first things we are told about Edwin is that he "-[doesn't] like to try new things", but we see him in ep6 trying something new for Charles. This is Edwin, unable to express how he feels quite yet, but acting on something new.

Hell is really where the boys' relationship with action and movement turns almost entirely on it's head, because Edwin is Back In Hell so he can't really be the words or actions character, which leaves it for Charles to be both; which we've seen mess up in the past, but it works in Hell.

Charles gets to Hell fine, (he acts on ringing that bell impulsively because why not), he finds Edwin, he tells him they will get out, and then he is able to leave again! In the entirety of Hell Charles is able to go back and forth between a physical and verbal response character like he hasn't previously.

This then ties into our favourite myth of Orpheus and Eurydice.. and media illiteracy. The audience and Edwin know how the myth ends "-That story ends tragically.". That's the point of the myth, it's a tragedy. But Edwin (brains, words, verbal) finished the story and cannot choose their own ending. He's stuck with the understanding that the story never ends well, but he still acts on it.

In this story, Eurydice physically forces Orpheus to look, with the understanding that it could still end tragically.

Edwin forces Charles' to turn back to him and he finally finally acts on what he has been feeling to say "Charles, I'm in love with you", knowing it's a tragedy.

But Charles (brawn, actions, physical) did not finish the ending and therefore has the agency to change it. But he changes it with words. He turns around and he says "You're the most important person in the world to me" and he says "We have literally forever to figure it out".

Edwin and Charles, despite living in their unconscious dance roles of 'brain' and 'brawn', respectively, for 3 decades, swap their roles for the first time successfully in the show when Edwin takes a leap to act on his feelings and Charles responds with nothing but kind words and the reminder that their story doesn't have to be a tragedy, and they do this all on the steps of literal Hell because what wouldn't they do for each other.

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Do you have anymore headcanons/factoids about the Child of Evil AU? How are Huey and Dewey without their missing triplet? How would they meet, if Louie knows Webby and she knows them?

I do indeed!

I have a LOT to say about that!

Let’s start with Huey and Dewey.

Since they grew up without Louie, they were raised as twins and became the classic opposites “Brains and Brawn” duo, the red-blue twins! We have Huey, who loves being a twin, with his nerdy behaviour and interest in history and his JWC obsession, and then there’s Dewey, who hates being a twin and fully embraces that “2000s high school musical” jock aesthetic, he loves to dance and sing, and still has Dewey Dew-nite.

While Huey is passionate about the deep ocean, drifting towards Donald and Fethry, Dewey fully follows Della with his space obsession!

The Webby and Louie dynamic is a bit different, but I’ll explain in detail later.

The major thing is that when they first meet, Louie already knows about Huey and Dewey, but the twins don’t know anything about him. Dewey is the most distrustful while Huey is mostly driven by his curiosity, so they both try to find out more about Louie. In this au there is no “Della Duck” mystery, simply because Della raises them.

And here they are :D

They would probably properly meet during the “Glomtales” episode because it’s the time all villains are together and Louie is with them except BOYD, Lena and Doofus would also be with him!

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[newkatzkafe2023]

HOW 'BOUT A WUKONG X READER WHO IS BASICALLY HARU FROM BEASTARS, SHE'S A CUTE PRETTY BUNNY WHO STRUGGLES WITH BULLYING/INFERIORITY ISSUES DUE TO THE FACT THAT SHE'S A MISUNDERSTOOD STRONG GIRL( EITHER SHE'S SEEN AS A WHORE BY WOMEN OR AS A TOY TO PROTECT BY MEN WICH IS SOMETHING SHE HATES)

I never watched beastars, but I like her character especially when she stuck to muzuchi 😈

(Lmk Wukong) You guys have something very special between the two of you. Wukong loves and respects your honesty and truth to yourself more than anyone, especially when he himself has to deal with judgment. You never hesitate to stand up for him as much as you stand up for yourself, and he never says anything about your past sexual nature. All of that is your business, but what he loves the most is your bravery and kindness. Their were times when you protected Mk and stood up to the celestials about the harbinger of chaos bullsh*t, and that was something Wukong could never get over. Overall, Wukong loves you and hopes you never stop being true to yourself.

(MKR Wukong) Oh my gosh, you guys would be perfect together, Wukong loves how you can clearly defend yourself. Though he would only step in when your in physical danger, which shocked you. Wukong doesn't Patronize you or treat you like a toy, you are his wife and queen and he respects your strength and bravery. You didn't know how to feel for once but you appreciate it especially when your short-tempers tend to go hand in hand.

(NR Wukong) He loves how true you are to yourself very similar to himself, you both don't care for others opinions. Wukong love how unapologetic you are and kind to everyone, you carefree nature that help Li and Su open up right away to you. You enjoy all your conversations and outings you do together, even getting Wukong to join you. You are honest to a fault and you even stood up for Li whenever Ao Bing would try to bully Him. You wouldn't hesitate to support and help them, and Wukong loved you for it.

(HIB Wukong) You both have somethings in common, you both don't take sh*t for anyone. Though you also keep each other at w distance when you both started dating but for different reasons. He had absolutely no opinion on your promiscuity because that's both the past and your business, and with that you saw a that Wukong was a good match for you. You love Luier and Silly girl too as your child like traits join together in joy.

(Netflix Wukong) When you both met Wukong was immediately tookin back by how kind and carefree you were to him. You also don't hesitate to stand up for him and Lin as people would judge or bully them, your kindness never ending. Though you would be tell the truth to Wukong about how you feel about, his recklessness or impulsive Decision making. However not in a tone of judgment but in a way that shows how worried you are about him. Wukong ever since he met Lin, that he would have someone else care about him like that.

(BMW Wukong) Now this is kinda tricky to explain, Wukong respects your honesty and bravery but he still feels that you need to be protected. Not because of your size or status but because he has alot of enemies that will hurt you physically. Wukong loves your emotional strength and bravery, joining him. He also laughs whenever you talk back to the big bad Celestials, but anyway you both will always have each other's backs.

(Destined one) You guys are a dream team together, the brain and brawn duo. The Destined one you felt like you can easily open up to as he seems to have a slow reaction time. Though the Destined one does get worried about you, as your bravery against enemies bigger than you two combined as your protection over your husband overrides your fear. I also feel the Destined one shares your bluntness and resilience as you both won't see the point of lying to yourselves, and it can be humorous, by the way. You're still taller than Bajie as though.

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The thing about skk being a "brain and brawn" duo is that I feel like a lot of people put them in a box and refuse to acknowledge that just because they are one half of the duo does not mean they are incapable of being the other.

Chuuya is obviously the powerhouse behind skk, but the amount of people who think he's stupid when he's not stupid, he can be emotional but that's not all there is to him. He figured out that Randou was lying almost as fast as Dazai did, it says in Stormbringer that everyone was surprised that a sixteen year old was managing the gem trade so easily but he was. You'd think they'd have someone incapable in such a high leadership position? I will truly never understand why someone people think he's dumb when like, he may not be a genius like Dazai or Ranpo, but he's pretty dang smart on his own, his highest level of education was preschool, mind you.

And Dazai is not the best fighter, but he is pretty capable. He was able to completely pummel Akutagawa (whatever you want to say about that), and Akutagawa had spent a lot of times in the slums fighting to survive. He's not the most capable fighter, but I think he'd handle himself pretty well in a fight if he had to. He kept up with Chuuya after being away from him for four years, and yeah Chuuya was definitely going easy on him, but he isn't helpless.

tl;dr: skk are more than their stereotypes.

[novastar-creations]

Donnie! Mikey Leo Raph

AU Mastapost

Design Notes under the cut!

All poses are references to the show (and the hoodie ofc)

I went into these designs with the ones I had the most ideas for first, but despite that, I still really like how Don turned out! I gave him a star motif to match Mikey’s heart motif, bc if Mikey’s the heart of the team Donnie’s the star of the show

I wanted him to look similar to Leo and splinter (as a human), so I made their faces basically the same with the exception of don’s nose, which I made similar to Mikey’s, because pb&j are probs my fav duo ever. I changed the colours (duh) and scrapped the birthmarks (also duh) because I didn’t want Donnie and Leo to just have the same colours?? I’m actually really happy with that decision, I think it makes the brothers look distinct while still similar. Raph and Donnie both have yellow eyes tho, because I’m a sucker for Brains and Brawn (THEY DESERVED MORE SCREEN TIME). Don didn’t get the eyelashes (a tragedy).

The visor functions like his goggles, but looks like Lou Jitsu’s glasses because AUGHHTHRGHEJHGJBGRHBVFHBR THE PARALLELS BETWEEN THOSE TWO MAN AUGHGHFHH EVEN MIKEY CAN SEE IT

I headcanon that Don has makeup and wears it sometimes, usually when he’s going somewhere he deems important. Mystic library? Important. Krang Invasion? He’s gonna look snatched af. Reconciling with his robot son? Nothing has ever been more important. Camping? Nah. Not worth it.

Also, with the one where he’s holding the stick, his nails are chipped because he’s camping. It’s the Todd scouts episode. I’m funny as fuck.

He gets a big ol’ backpack in place of his battleshell, and I imagine it’s be sagging with the amount of random but vaguely useful tech (why do you have an ice cooler in there??). I think it’d make him feel calmer to have a significant amount of his tech on him at all times (I know it would make me feel that way if I were him). The only reason I didn’t put it on the other designs was because a) laziness and b) it’d clutter the designs.

Soundproof headphones (with the star ofc) - he probably has them blasting shitty techno music on low volume half the time. Would this get overwhelming? For me, yes. For him? He’d just turn up the volume to block out the other noises if it did! Genius. It doesn’t matter if he can’t hear the life or death situation around him.

Like all his brothers, he has matching friendship bracelets! One for the mad dogs, one with just Mikey (because Mikey was the one who made them. Speaking of Magic Mike, you can’t convince me Mikey doesn’t beg Donnie to let him paint his nails purple. (Also their gloves match bc I thought it’d be cute).

He has tattoos that look like his markings because he looked at Leo and Mikey and be upset that he also didn’t get vitiligo markings. Or smthn. Maybe he’d paint them on? I mean it doesn’t really matter that much because he’s usually wearing his hoodie?? He’s just extra ig

Also, over time he’d alter the hoodie to look more and more like the purple dragons’ jackets because he dreams of getting another one.

I think he’d either get the bandana as a joke gift from Leo, or it’d be (a part) of his baby blanket. Either way, he’s uber attached to it and wears it in high stress situations bc it makes him feel calmer (similar to the backpack I think).

I gave him just the most extra boots for no reason. This was a conscious decision I made. Why? I truly could not tell you. Originally, I was gonna give him the same ones as Leo (push that twin rhetoric amirite), but I realise that the fit I gave Leo with those boots was the only one he didn’t look like he styled himself, meaning Don would’ve given Leo his boots, but DONNIE WOULD NEVER. He wouldn’t eat food off the floor, let alone give his sweaty, stinky bro his shoes??? I scrapped that idea, but I do like the idea of Leo stealing Donnie’s boots and Don just letting him keep them for sanitation’s sake.

I see a lot of mock turtleneck Donnie fanart (both turtle and human lol), so I gave him a sleeveless mock turtleneck (mostly to show off his markings).

The vest was supposed to look like his plastron (? Carapace? The front bit. Still not sure why he has that, he’s supposed to be a softshell? They don’t have that??)

Also gloves. Idk it seemed in character. I don’t think we ever see him without his hands half covered??

I think that’s all byeeeeee

[ameliathornromance]

“Is that him there?”

Wind blasts through the train tunnel, past you and your Orc Boyfriend. Your Orc, raised an eyebrow and followed your finger pointed.

The person you were referring to, a human male with waterfalls of black hair, curling at his shoulders. His eyes were bloodshot and contoured with black rings, matching his dark hair.

The phrase, ‘Love, not hate’ tattooed above his left eyebrow. His scowling at passers by, wrinkled nose and judgemental stare opposed the important sentiment he decided to ink his face with. Sitting on the bench, he jogged his knee to an invisible jig, chain around his neck swaying.

Your Orcs’ eyes flicked from the phone screen in his hand, to the suspect and back to the screen. “Yup.” He tucked the phone away in his jeans pocket. “Now, let me handle this.”

“No,” you put a hand against your Orcs shoulder, stopping him from moving towards the subject. “We talked about this, you always come on too strong. And this isn’t too dangerous is it? It’s just an escort job.”

The Orc wrinkled his nose at you, “don’t say it like that, you make it out to be that we’re some kind of prostitutes.”

You rolled your eyes, “you knew what I meant. I’ll go and make contact, you hang back behind me and step in if it gets to be too much!” And without waiting for a response, you approached the man.

“Hey, Mr Mimac.” You started gently. The last time Mr Mimac had been seen was three months ago in Monaco… Snorting some kind of white powder, surrounded by Fae show girls and gambling away all the money his… ‘law abiding’ father had given him as a 21st birthday present.

God knows if he was on anything now.

But that’s why you and your Orc had turned up. Your duo went by many names in underground spaces: Good & Bad Cop, Brains and Brawn, Summer and Snow – fitting really, considering both of your conflicting appearances & approaches.

Orcs and Humans don’t normally get together like the two of you do. But it’s good to have a balance on perspectives, isn’t it?

Even if you disliked the brashness and ruthless behaviour of your boyfriend, you couldn’t deny that it paid off to have a scary guard dog with you wherever you went. It made you feel safer, especially when dealing with things like this.

Mr Mimac Junior didn’t even spare you a glance, eyes still glancing around the stations platform in the same critical gaze. “We’re here on behalf of your dad, he’s asked me and my partner to bring you back to him. He’s very worried about you.” You explained as delicately as possible.

“Fuck off…” The Junior turned to you, his scowl deepening. “I don’t care what my father asked you to do.” His voice slurred slightly, a strong chemical smell hit you like icy water.

You opened your mouth to respond, try to ease him into coming with you. But there was no time.

“Alright,” your Orc Boyfriend spoke up from behind you. “The lady asked quite politely.” He growled.

Still, Mr Mimac did not move. He sent a glare at your Orc, “so? I don’t take orders from anyone, do you know who I am?”

Uh oh.

“This is how it’s going to play out, hm?” Within an instance, your Orc was in front of you, hands leaned on the benches arm rests, bent down to the Juniors height.

The man’s eyes widened, leaning as far as he could before hitting the tiled wall behind him.

Any trace of irritation had gone from Mr Mimac’s face as your Orc continued, “My lovely lady may be polite, but me?” Your Orc Boyfriend drew a sharp breath, air between his large tusks. “I’m not so nice. You’re going to do what the lady says, otherwise your father is going to get a bloody pulp of flesh, and when he asks why you turned up in that state, I’m going to say that you were refusing to co-operate and I had to use some light force… I might just have to even break that pretty little necklace you have,” your Orc flicked a dangling diamond chain from around the man-child's neck.

You stifle a sigh, covering your forehead and blocking your eyes from the scene.

“Now, you’re going to apologise and come with us quietly.” Drawing himself back to you his full height, your Orc looped his thumbs through his belt loop, waiting for the Human to respond.

The man’s eyes darted to you, then back to your Orc. “’m sorry.” Mr Mimac squeaked.

“Better.” Your Orc jerked the Junior standing, the three of you marching out of the train station.

*

Mr Mimac Senior thanked you both profusely as his son was led away by his mother. Mimac Senior handed you a briefcase and sent you both on your way.

Getting back into the car, you cracked open the briefcase. Taking a stack of bills, you examined them carefully as your Orc Boyfriend turned the ignition and turned the car around.

After checking the bills authenticity, you snapped the case closed. The clicking of the cars indicator punctuated the air.

“I told you I could handle it.” You said, quietly.

“You did. He was just behaving like a jackass.” Your Orc replied, checking the lane before pulling out of the drive way. “I’m not going to let anyone talk to you like that.”

Despite the point being lost on your Orc, you couldn’t help the smile on your lips. “Thank you.” You meant it, how could you not? He was only looking out for you. “I feel bad, you’re always doing the dirty work. You should get some time to sit back and handle the easy stuff.”

“You shouldn’t feel bad. Remember what we agreed? I get my hands dirty, you keep yours clean and deal with business.” The car stopped at the traffic lights. "You’re smarter and better at negotiating.”

Engine humming, the streaking of red light illuminating his appearance, your Orc turned to you. “I love you, you know." He held his hand out to you.

You took it, intertwining your fingers with his. “I love you too.”

[yellowflowerartz]

In the spirit of the holidays, I redesigned and rewrote my holiday-themed Precure fan series, Noel Ghosts Pretty Cure! The main themes are the holidays, books, story tropes, and the story, the Christmas Carol. The starting trio is based on the three ghosts of Christmas, Memory 🩷, Festivity 💛, and Destiny 🩵. Also, debuting in the Noel Ghost’s “movie”, the midseason duo are Jubilee Spirit Pretty Cure, the Precure of Obon. A Japanese holiday to celebrate and remember our ancestors. Since one of the main themes is story tropes, Vision 💜 and Power ❤️ represent the trope of Brain vs Brawn.

Story: Watching her world crumble in debris and darkness, Destiny is a traveler from the future traveling to current years to stop the real world from ever looking like current future. Ending in the Library of Creation, she meets the fairy tasked to stop the dark Christmas entity known as Krampus as he starts using magical ink to change other stories to fit his narrative, using the story of Christmas Carol to change our world. The cures of the holidays are tasked and chosen to save the future and stop Krampus’s plans. However, they can’t stop him with only three of them…

As the trio are stuck fighting their enemies, Vision and Power are stuck in the Library of Creativity, soon teleported into a book based on a magical girl fighting her own battles. Meeting their partner from the book, they become cures to save the library from books affected by Krampus.

All of Noel Ghosts are accounted for, now it’s time to make them the center of attention for the rest of December. I loved their designs in the end and I’m excited for Christmas in a week!

[freemansgirl]

Loved the jock Amber, how about her with a nerd reader?

aww thank you, that means a lot to me! ofc, i can do jock!ambs x nerd!reader, love the brains x brawns duo we got going on here💁🏿‍♀️ pls lmk if you like this, anon ☺️

jock!amber x nerd!reader

SFW

* when first seeing amber, you found her really attractive, even if a jock wasn’t the typical person you go for based off the rumors you hear of them or how they are portrayed in media. what started off as a small, innocent class crush turned into a very, serious crush. you always wanted to talk to her, but she was someone that had a very hard exterior to her. she could be bitchy to other classmates and always had a resting bitch face. as intimidating as she was, she found herself taking in interest in you.

* most of her teammates in the locker room would encourage amber to get with popular “hot” girls or a girl with a status to her. just the typical locker room talk but she ignored them of course. “what about that liv girl, isn’t she hot to you?” “i appreciate the suggestion but i got my eyes on someone else.”

* she always sneaks little glances at you during class, admiring how cute you look. you looked so pretty when concentrating on the class subject. she admired how smart you were too, you always had the answers to every question the teacher asked.

* she took notice of you in class when the teacher suggested a group assignment. it was the perfect opportunity for her to talk to you. amber picked you as her partner. not only were you just smart and well-spoken, but you were beautiful and kept to yourself. more things that she liked about you.

* you felt nervous because you always caught her checking you out with her rbf so the fact she picked you caught you off guard. however, amber was… surprisingly level-headed and nice, not the typical airhead, loud, and mean jock stereotype.

* the two of you exchanged numbers and always would try to make time to study after school to prepare for the group project. usually, amber would never really take time off of football practice for anyone, because she was someone who took sports seriously, but for you, she did. amber helps with grabbing whatever books you needed and would assist w the work for the group project.

* when it came to you two being group partners, amber wanted to get closer so she’d invite you over at her place.

* when she learned about your interests, she found them really cool actually. she liked hearing you ramble and get so passionate, she finds it adorable. there wasn’t any judgment whatsoever. she liked that your interests weren’t like the stereotypical, average person’s interests.

* “amber? are you there? am i boring you with my constant talking about my interests? i know they’re a bit… “nerdy” and all.” what? no. of course not, i love hearing you talk about these things.” she thinks you are the cutest nerd she has ever seen. if anything, you’re her cute nerd🤷🏿‍♀️.(she cant rlly judge you anyway considering she is a big fan for stab. shes just as much of a nerd as you.)

* when seeing you write notes for anything, she compliments your handwriting

* thinks you look cute with glasses if you wear them

* she likes to get you things related to what you like. favorite book series? already checked it out at the library. favorite movie series? buys it for movie nights at her place. video games? already installed on a console. whatever it is you like, she’ll find a way to surprise you.

* she has definitely gotten you a cute oversized onesie of a fictional character you love before, thinks you look so cute walking around her room in it.

* loves to take off and manage her time for you. if you need help w something, she is always there for you especially w studying. she also likes to go to you for any type of tutoring.

*walks you to all of your classes, hand in hand with a lot of pride in her face because she adores having you!!

* takes you home if no one can after you spend a long time studying a library or from some type of club. she doesn’t want you to walk alone hurt and unsafe.

* she likes to invite you to her football practices and to football games because she feels like seeing you support her gives her motivation to win the games.

* she always gives you one of her jackets or a hoodie of hers to provide you some sort of comfort.

* if any of her friends try to tease amber about how she has the hots for you (because usually she’s not the corny type but with you she is), she’ll lightly throw a football at them to shut them up.

* if anyone talks badly or inappropriately about you in the locker room, she’ll literally go off on them and find a way to punish them as a football captain. she’ll probably make them do hella pushups with her foot on their back or make them run around the gym a lot of times.

NSFW

* sapiosexual for sureee, i think she’d get very turned on by how smart you are. i mean how can she not be in a nerd x jock dynamic?

* so unlike the stereotypical pushy, overly sexual jock, who try to make their girlfriends give it up to them… amber is actually very gentle with you. she’d never push or force herself onto you. she’s patient and willing to wait for when you’re comfortable with her.

* likes to fuck you with her jersey on, it gives her the biggest ego boost honestly. also she likes fucking you with glasses on bc you know… glasses are sexy🤭

* during study sessions at the library, if amber is in one of her horny moods, she’d try to persuade you to go the bathroom w her and just give her a quickie. or just go there for horny moods in general

* for any shy ppl reading this, amber would love if youre shy and quiet in bed. it’s just a turn on for her and it makes her wanna fuck you even more just to draw more moans from you.

* after she wins a game, fucking you is one of her favorite ways to celebrate

* if you’re trying to study or just simply doing work at a library, amber would definitely use a sex toy vibrator on you to tease you. the more she can switch the settings, the better :)

* after a long aggravating football practice of someone pissing her off, she’d had sex too to just blow her steam. it can be at the locker rooms or at her place tbh.

* gym bathroom sex happens after you watch her work out and you get sooo turned on by how she works on her muscles. “i see you checking me out, (your name). if you want something from me, do be afraid to say what it is you want.” the something meaning sex

* shower sex

* likes to probably eat you out while you’re watching like a favorite movie of yours just to tease and to make enjoying fave movie even more fun ;)

[qoldenskies]

YOOOO QOLDEN! IM SUPER HAPPY TO SEE YOU CAUSE YOU ALWAYS HAVE SOME OF THE BEST MOST JOYFUL ART IN THE WORLD AND YOUR WRITING IS ALWAYS FIRE!!

Anyways, you disappeared off my feed for a minute and I was thinking about you

Any tips of all the turtles characterisation? I'm struggling with Raph and Leo, and recently realised how hard it is to write Mikey and make him an actual person. With Donnie, it's a bit easier because he's Donnie- he has got clear character in the show and every one of his actions can be linked to his family, etc.

Also, will there be any Brains and Brawn- centric fics that you'll work on? I feel like you'd write a really good BnB fic that'd make me sob

i just write leo making decisions that make the situation 3000% worse, before immediately locking the fuck in and doing the most emotionally intelligent, competent thing that he possibly can. it actually really aligns with how he operates in the show. he bitches and he fights and he goes down kicking and screaming and then he fixes it perfectly fine. you have to drag him by the ankles into making responsible decisions. usually through the mud. and even then he'll WHINE ABOUT IT the whole time. leo hates being honest and he loves lying. i think it's funny how much he loves lying. this is probably why literally every single time i write him i make someone mad at him. like there's always people yelling about leo being stupid in my comment sections. being clever just does not make him free from his own stupid biases i guess lmao.

when it comes to raph... ive written up a paragraph and deleted it like 5 times i genuinely dont even know how to describe it. but all i can really say is that dont let the maternal figure gentle puppydog endlessly patient raph characterization in the fandom drag you down because i think there's a lot more fun to be had with how testy and impatient he is. he always feels like he's running after them all and he's exhausted with it, especially because he's not good at making decisions on the fly. arguing and shouting is how he handles his stress. i put him in a lot of situations where fear can kind of cancel that out but those are also usually ones where he's not the one taking the lead. i feel like he just clashes so hard with leo because they dont like to listen to each other, and both of them hated being called out for shit they actually do. LIKE WHO TOLD YOU. raph will come to important conclusions on his own but usually if you try to argue with him he'll just double down lmfao. also take your drafts and make raph at least 10% sillier trust me it always helps

as for bnb things.... i have some stuff in the bthb! its actually wild how little content i have planned for their duo dynamic in particular because they're quite obviously one of my favorites. is caged lungs technically my only brains and brawn fic????? ummmmmm

[remedyturtles]

What are some of your favorite character relationships/dynamics in TMNT, and why? Is there anything that you particularly like seeing explored with them in fan works (art, writing, comics, etc)?

april and donnie being besties is so much fun for me. like their back and forth is so wonderful. i was so happy to do some long fic in donnie pov and get to focus on their friendship.

donnie and raph is such an unappreciated duo too in my opinion. like the brains and brawn, they complement each other so well. donnie supporting raph unhesitatingly. raph protecting donnie. waghs. them.

donnie and mikey, b team of all time. donnie giving mikey special baby brother privileges. mikey thinking that donnie is the smartest person alive. cradles them gently in my hands.

any others......... oh, WELL, perhaps i like disaster twins. maybe you've heard of them. perhaps i think about their dynamic every fucking second i'm alive. i don't know what they put in this fucking turtle duo but it's like crack. no need for me to explain myself on this one just go read literally anything i've ever written

what's that? i only chose donnie duos? can't hear you sorry going into a tunnel

[tottmnt]

Raph-Centric Fic Recs Pt. 2

pt. 1 is here please feel free to reblog this with your own recs. :)

2003:

Anger (and What Lies Beneath It) by GreenGoddessSmoothie. raph needs some help, and donnie is there to give it. such a good brains and brawn fic.

April and Cub by Flynne. april being a good big sister. short and sweet!

Bite Down on This by RealityBreakGirl. raph takes a hard hit. really good whump!

Cold Weather, Cracked Hands by RealLifeorFantasy_97. april helps raph out with his dry skin. super cute and really funny.

Frost by redstringraven. what raph thinks about while leo is recovering from the shredder.

The Frog Pond by frogs_in3_hills. raph being a knitter. sooo cute.

Tooth And Nail by roktavor. raph goes too far during a patrol, and there's a lot of guilt and grief that comes with it. y'all, this fic is AMAZING.

2012:

blurry remembrance by 14Muffinz. raph, post-brain worm. you guys know i can never get enough of brain worm fics lol.

dislocation sensation by tacit_semantics. mikey's hurt. raph copes. one of the funniest fics i've ever read.

eye for an eye (series) by whatno. raph tries to hide his pain, and it doesn't go well.

last hurrah by ninjnerd_Anaklusmos. raph doesn't know quite what he's feeling. leo helps.

One More Second by itz_me_E. raph's going to change the past, no matter what it takes. this fic is SO SO amazing i seriously can't get enough.

turning over stone by angelmichelangelo. mikey and raph talk about anger. such great sunset duo feels!

ROTTMNT:

Arms Strong Enough to Lift (Heart Soft Enough to Hold) by ASamwich. raph takes care of his family, and then his family takes care of him.

better luck next time by Somethin_Strange. heed the tags and grab some tissues. this destroyed me.

doubt comes in (and kills the lights) by paperxcrowns. the brothers are trapped, and it's up to raph to figure things out. super good and brownie points for having a hadestown title lol.

Everything I Don't Want to Be by goldenspecter. raph meets his future self and doesn't like him—at all. y'all this fic has such AMAZING characterization and really really does raph justice. it's incredible.

haunted by things i can't remember by starlight_artemis. raph still thinks about the krang. this packs a heartbreaking punch in very few words!

May we be reunited by spiromachia. raph dies first in the apocalypse. he'll wait for his brothers as long as it takes. the emotions this made me feel... AGH.

obedience by splinnters. raph's not doing okay after the krang. amazing angst!

Raphael somehow thinks being killed in a no-longer-existing future is a shameful failure that must be absolved (series) by 7thSpaceCadet. the title says it all, and BOY does it hurt.

if you've got any recs to share, please reblog this and add them!

[parasolladyansy]

Hello o/

Would first like to say that I love your comic, and it really gives me something to look forward to every week ^-^ you've inspired me to start writing about *my* PKMN gaming experiences!!

Second: how did you find/decide your trainer class? And if nothing had felt right, would you have come up with a new one? Thanks <3

Cool beans! I hope you have as much fun as I do, although DxP REWRITE is definitely more than just drawing our experiences (& some headcanons) with the games, unlike Sword x Shield or Scarlet x Violet ouo).

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Hmmmm. So, I chose to identify with the Parasol Lady class YEARS ago - I remember researching Trainer Classes on Bulbapedia & watching all 3 episodes of “What Kind of Pokémon Trainer are You?” on YouTube. I also remember having the option to pick your class in Black / White for your Trainer ID Card (yet another thing they need to bring back!), & the image of the Parasol Lady, surrounded by puddles in her rain gear, just felt right. ☔️

Back then, it was mostly aesthetics - I didn’t really use rain as a strategy, mostly just using the Types they prefer (Water, Flying, &/or Electric). It was only recently (ie. since Ikrit got me to actually use strategy lol) that I started to really teach myself to use it. 🌧️

There are so many classes out there, I’m pretty sure I would’ve found something that stuck - probably one of the many Water type trainers. As it is, Ansy was actually a Nurse at one time, along with trying the Gardener class in Galar after being very inspired by Ramos when she went to Kalos (though she just couldn’t let go of her precious Water types lol - they just helped water the plants XD).

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As for invented Classes, I actually did invent a couple! One of Ansy’s jobs was a Lifeguard (combining Swimmer with Nurse), & Ikrit’s class, “PKMN Researcher” is kind of a combination of Professor’s Assistant / Aide & Veteran (though he was Dr. Cozmo’s Assistant when he was younger).

I also was working on inventing more Weather classes, though I got sidetracked. 😅

I feel like a Trainer Class can be just about anything you could imagine it to be. It could be about your job, your age, your hobbies / interests, or really anything! Just so long as your Pokémon &/or battling style can reflect it in some way.

Musicians tend to use Pokémon with voice moves (Hyper Voice, Sing, etc.) or Aroma Ladies use floral Grass Pokémon with moves like Aromatherapy or Sweet Scent (though one could also see them using certain Fairy Pokémon like Florges or Aromatisse as well). Parasol Ladies use weather (rain) teams, which could just be types that benefit from rain, &/or include ones with Abilities that benefit from rain (Rain Dish, Hydration, Swift Swim, Dry Skin).

Let’s not forget the Double Battle classes! There’s Twins of course, but also more clever ones like the “Brains & Brawn” duo (Black Belt & Psychic, who showed up that one time in DxP REWRITE, hehe)

I personally love Trainer Classes because it adds another layer of role playing, like classic RPG classes. But if nothing else, you can just as happily have the default “Pokémon Trainer” class, which is literally whatever you like! ^_^

[witchthewriter]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐄𝐥 𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨 & 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡:

This has been one of my favourite movies since I can remember...I think it has really influenced my sexuality a bit too ... 🌈

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒍 & 𝐒𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐱 ⋆˚࿔

Chel Chel Chel...her personality is clever, resourceful, and god, can she be seductive. She is able to manipulate situations to her advantage - yet she has a heart of gold.

Syrax is honestly the perfect dragon for Chel. The She-Dragon is elegant, strong but not as aggressive as other dragons.

Chel and Syrax would make a power duo—graceful but capable of immense strength when needed. Their bond is playful, but extremely strong.

Chel would easily figure out that a bond with a dragon isn't just about getting on their back and barking orders. It's so much deeper than that. It's tuning into each other. Spending time together. And ultimately, mastering tone and emotion...basically syncing energies.

𝑻𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒐 & 𝐕𝐞𝐫���𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 ⋆⭒˚.⋆

The thinker. The planner. Tulio is constantly weighing risks and making sure there's an exit plan. However, he does have a hidden streak of bravery and moments of spontaneity.

Tulio would bond with Vermithor, the Bronze Fury. The largest and one of the eldest dragons, Vermithor is a physical representation of power, strength and free-will.

This would be the ultimate 'Brains Meets Brawn,' dynamic; Tulio is all about strategy and cleverness. Vermithor is a powerhouse, built for destruction and dominance.

Vermithor would have a lot of influence over Tulio; and there would be a lot of character development (whether Tulio wants it or not).

𝑴𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒍 & 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐱𝐞𝐬 ⋆˙⟡

Miguel is driven by passion, he's the heart of the duo; leading with his emotions rather than logic.

Chaotic Good Meets Chaotic Dragon: Miguel is the very definition of Chaotic Good. Caraxes would mirror that energy. The Blood Wyrm is known for his aggressive, unpredictable nature - but he embodies something to the core...freedom.

Miguel and Caraxes are the ultimate wild card duo; chaotic, passionate, and full of life. They embody freedom, emotion, and the thrill of adventure, making them a perfect match. Their bond isn’t about control or dominance; it’s about embracing the wildness within.

𝑻𝒛𝒆𝒌𝒆𝒍-𝑲𝒂𝒏 & 𝐕𝐡𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

Tzekel-Kan can only be described as ambitious and someone who craves absolute power.

His obsession with magic, blood rituals and the dark arts, would gravitate him toward Vhagar. (There had been rumours that Vhagar's first rider - Visenya, dabbled in magic as well).

For Tzekel-Kan, bonding with Vhagar isn’t just about having a dragon - it’s about ascending to godhood. In his mind, taming such a brutal dragon validates his belief that he’s chosen by the gods. The very sight of Vhagar would send shivers down his spine—not from fear, but from twisted admiration.