#the plot thickens!!

[askponyboymcurtis]

jesus. Pone. uh. look. yknow I really don't wanna be the one to tell ya this. but. yknow curlys been like. dealin. for a while now. right? n I don't mean to like. say more then I ought ta. but. it ain't like. dime bags or nothin. I've been hearin bout him pushin some serious shit. n. well. there's a reason they tell ya never to smoke your product man.

"Curly's dealin'?"

Pony looks down at Curly, his lips pressing into a thin line. There's a long moment of stillness before he shakes his head and keeps writing.

"That ain't right. Curly ain't a dealer. I dunno where you'd get that idea from, or nothin'-- I dunno where he would even get the stuff to deal. He's just 15, how the hell would get his hands on anythin' more than marijane?"

"He'd tell me if he was doin' somethin' like that. I know he would. Stop messin' around."

-- PB CURTIS '65

[lush-specimen]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Rodimus | Rodimus Prime/Thunderclash, Drift | Deadlock/Ratchet Characters: Rodimus | Rodimus Prime, Thunderclash (Transformers), Drift | Deadlock, Ratchet (Transformers), Cyclonus (Transformers), Tailgate (Transformers), Whirl (Transformers), Anode (Transformers), Lug (Transformers), Swerve (Transformers), Getaway (Transformers), Atomizer (Transformers), The Scavengers (Transformers) Additional Tags: MerMay, Alternate Universe - Merpeople, Selkies, Pirates, Action/Adventure, Treasure Hunting, Magic, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Canon-Typical Violence, non-sexual nudity Series: Part 2 of Mermay Pirate Tales Chapter 2 Summary:

While enjoying dubious drinks in Swerve's tavern, Rodimus receives an ominous message that could only have come from one person...

Batten down the hatches for more adventure on the high seas! Inspired by the munity arc of LL.

[firstkhaolesbian]

OF’s screenwriter retweeted this….. 👀

[madamadamiu]

What the hell is that

[splinterclan]

Moon 29.5: A familiar face

[phoebepheebsphibs]

Apologies for taking so long, Rise August and TMNT Write Fight took a lot out of me! But anyways, BACK TO THE STORY!!

Every body jolts at the sound.

Without thinking, you stand up with all the turtles in your arms and run to lock and block the door. You quickly kick a set of drawers to barricade the door behind you before you jump to the window.

"Aw man, I just locked that!" Leo sighs, jumping out of your arms to unlock the window.

You lean out the window and help the little guys down, though you cling to Mikey. You'd just gotten him to get back to sleep. You try humming the tune you heard to him to keep him calm and sleeping.

Once the three others reach the ground, you carefully step out and start to climb --

The sound of a body slamming into the door behind you breaks your concentration, and you slip.

Mikey chirps in fright as you fall. It's not a terribly high distance, but it's enough to cause your stomach to leap into your throat. You land awkwardly on your ankle, pain shooting through your foot and leg.

"Are you okay?!" Raph asks, terror lacing his voice.

"F-fine," you manage, hobbling. "It's just a twist, I-I'll be okay... Now let's go!"

You try to stand, but your ankle buckles underneath you. You hiss loudly, sucking in air as hard as you can. In your pain, you squeeze Mikey's arm a little too tightly and you hear him squeak.

You release the baby and hand him over to Raph.

"Take him," you whimper. "and GO."

"Go where??" Raph asks, terror in his voice. "What do we do?! And we can't just leave you here!"

You twist your head, looking around in every direction. Cold sweats break out on your forehead as your foot throbs. Where can you go? You probably couldn't make it too far if you ran. You could try to get in the car, but the chances of getting caught are pretty high. Would the intruder have brought backup? Besides, you left the keys in the house...

What can you do?

You can distract him.

"...Just run," you plead. "Into the woods. Hide. Hide anywhere! Get to safety wherever you can, and stay quiet. Get your brother out of here, find a way home!"

"But what about you??" Raph begs, tears pooling in his eyes and slipping down his face. "Will you be okay??"

You smile and nod.

"God willing... I hope I can see you again, some day," you manage, your voice cracking as you hug the boys one last time. "Now go. Run!"

The three exchange nervous glances before dashing away into the brushes behind your house. You hear them continue to scatter for some time before the noises dim down. You pray for their safety... and your own.

You hobble around the side of your home, just as you hear the door break down in your bedroom. Half limping, half hopping, you make your way to the front yard and peek around the corner. There's a mysterious black car with tinted windows in your driveway, the print of an eagle logo on the door.

There's also another car parked on the side of the road. It looks like a civilian car, nothing fancy. But you see a shadowy figure sitting alone in the vehicle. Whoever they are, they're watching the house.

Perfect.

You see the front door to the house open up, a stream of light illuminating the street in the dimming light of the evening. You watch with rising anxiety as the intruder frantically runs out, growling loudly into a communicator.

"...got away, I suspect they evacuated into the woods. I'll find them. What about the girl?"

"*Kkkksssh* If she's seen the creature and is trying to protect it, then she knows too much already. We can't be having another fiasco like what happened last time. Project Venus must be continued at all costs. Take care of the issue. *Ksssh*"

You hold your breath in your throat, doing your best to keep from hyperventilating. You swear every sound you make is louder than a jackhammer. You watch in secret as the man reaches into the backseat and pulls out a long, sleek, slender, futuristic, and overall scary looking railgun. As soon as you see it, you duck behind the wall again, crouching down low and trying to assess what to do next.

Who are these guys?

What is Project Venus?

What do they mean by 'what happened last time'?

What is that guy planning to do with that railgun??

You hear footsteps retreating. You force yourself to look around the corner, and just barely see the guy run back into the house. You sneak around, creep up behind the black car...

The car in the road revs slightly. The headlights flash. Oh well, you're done for.

You duck and hope that they go away. You hear the vehicle softly pull up in front of your driveway. You close your eyes and pray, tears in your eyes as your heartbeat fills your ears.

"Psst! Hey, over here!"

You snap open your eyes and glance to the side.

The car that pulled up has rolled down its drivers window, and a young woman with unkempt hair and an oversized denim jacket ushers you forward. You shake your head no at her.

"It's okay! I'm a friend!" she whispers. "Please! If you want to get out of here and save the others, you gotta come with me now!"

How does she...?

You crawl to the car and open the door to the backseat, hop in, and close the door. She speeds away from the house, exhaling deeply.

"Phew, that was a close one!" she chuckles nervously. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to not get noticed by a government agent? Like, oh my gosh! So hard! I'm not 100% sure they didn't see me! We might still be followed!"

"That... wh-who are you?" you demand. "What is going on?"

"Right right right," the lady nods. "Right. Answers. Uh, I don't have a lot currently. I can tell you a leeeeeetle bit of what I know? But for me, this is just as much a learning process as it is for you. So, first up: My name is Phoebe. I'm a dork. I like turtles. Secondly, you discovered the latest experiment of the TCRI/EPF's project Venus, which focuses on mutating creatures with the intent to create a living weapon. They... haven't had a lot of luck thus far. Most of their exploits don't end well."

"Is that what Mikey is?" you ask.

"Yep! See, the TCRI -- that's Techno Cosmic Research Institute, b-t-dubs -- found that most creatures couldn't survive the experiments because they were lacking a key genetic component... which only certain turtles carry."

"Turtles... y-you mean, Mikey's brothers?"

"Basically. They're first endeavour ended in disaster. But that was in another place --"

"Another place? Like, out of state?"

"A liiiiittle farther than that, actually," Phoebe chuckles dryly. "See, the TCRI doesn't really exist in your universe. In another dimension, they tried Project Venus and their Mikey escaped as well. Events happened, hearts were shattered, lives remade, happies ended. But they weren't willing to give up so easily, so they decided to set up shop in a new neighborhood where their old adversaries couldn't find them -- and that was when they discovered that there was more than one version of Mikey. They've been pulling this stunt over and over and over again, in different worlds and different dimensions, stealing as many Mikey's as they can to try and replicate the original experiment. I'm not sure where they got the one you found, he's a heck of a lot teensier than the others -- and I've never seen his brothers before. I have no idea what they can do, so --"

"We have to save them!" you interrupt. "That creep with the --"

"Sick as heck railgun?" she offers.

"...Yes, him, he went after them! We have to help!"

The girl nods.

"I know. But I don't have any ideas... I've never actually gone up against an interdimensional sci-fi syndicate."

"Then what are you doing here?" you ask. "What exactly was your plan??"

"To help you!" she smiles. "You were in quite the pickle. Usually I don't like to interfere with the stories, but on some occasions --"

"Interfere with the what now?"

"Nevermind, forget I said that, it would take too long to explain. But essentially, I came in to offer you some backup!"

"What kind of backup?" you ask.

She pulls the car over and shows you a small device. It' looks like 's cylindrical, tubes and wires flowing in and out, and a multi-coloured orb in the center can be seen.

"An acquaintance of mine made this for me. I have a few friends I could invite to help... but the only issue is, we can only get one to come. We have a few options... They may not look like much, but believe me, they have their special skills. Which one looks best to you?"

"Me?? Why do I have to pick?"

"Cuz this is your story, silly!"

The 'Phoebe' presses a button and three holograms of three different people pop up.

A boy in orange baggy clothes.

A very small green sea turtle with a shrimp floating around him.

A pink girl with a long tail and fins.

Who do you choose?? @truths33k3r4

After the whole room takes a simultaneous second to catch their breath, I walk to my front door. Before my hand reaches the door handle, I hesitate and turn to all of my ‘guests’.

“Um.. it’s probably best for you guys to hi-”

I pause as I’m met with an empty room, and the sounds of scurrying paws scittering away. I walk under the frame of my bedroom’s door, and my eyes land onto the large hump of blankets now centered on my bed, with muffled whispers and shushes escaping from underneath.

Yeah… that- that should work.. I think, as I give a slight chuckle at the creatures fighting over room under the blankets. Classic siblings.

I walk back into the living room and open the door, expecting to see my regular pizza delivery man with his gapped-toothed grin and curly hair, but am instead startled by the presence of someone else. 

“Greetings.” The man speaks in a cold monotone voice.

The man towers over me, (which isn’t that much of a feat seeing how I’m 5’3), but his countenance oozes with.. threat. His shoulders are kept taut and pulled back, and his posture mirrors that of a soldier standing at attention. His eyes are shielded behind dark, tinted glasses, keeping me from seeing any hints of color or soul in his irises. 

He isn’t carrying a pizza box.

My instincts scream at me.

Don’t let him inside. Close the door NOW.

My brain moves a mile a second as I scramble to think of a plan. I do my very best to keep a mask of naivety on my face, so as to not raise any suspicions in this random dude at my doorstep. In the middle of the night.

“Um, yeah, hi. You are not the pizza delivery man..” I speak sassily with a hand on my hip, as I lower my sight to the man’s empty hands. ”..Unless the pizza you're selling is invisible?” I force a squeaky laugh.

The man’s face doesn’t move an inch. 

I feel my shoulders start to raise in discomfort. I mask the movement by turning it into a shrug as I make an unimpressed face.

“..Sir, if you don’t have my pizza, then please leave.” I speak with my tone lowering in warning. Behind the door, my hand reaches for the can of mace placed on a side table for emergencies. I can feel my heartbeat begin to quicken as the man glances at my empty driveway. 

He’s checking to see if I’m alone. 

I fail to cover the dread quickly flooding over my features, as my fingers shakily unlatch the safety lock on my mace. Keeping full unblinking eye-contact with the man, I semi-shout over my shoulder.

“Honey, lock the doors, there’s another creep out here.” I say with an obvious sneer towards the stone faced man. The grip on my mace tightens as my finger plants itself on the button.

Hopefully those little guys got the message.

I hear the faint sounds of sheets scuffling, followed by little *clicks* of the windows’ locks.

Oh, thank God.

Deciding this unnerving interaction was over, I close the door with as much force as I can, pressing my whole weight against the frame. The man, (like the sci-fi movies I’ve watched predicted), jams his foot between the doorway and braces the edge with a firm hand.

NOPE. NOPE. NOPE.

I remember all my older sister’s lessons on self defense, flying through the steps on how to disarm a foe, and how to protect myself. 

“First step- Know your enemy. Is it a man or woman?” My older sister’s voice echoes in my head. “Second step- Take away your enemy’s balance.”

In one jarring motion I let go of my weight on the door, causing the man to fall forward. Before he falls, I brace my core and shoot out my knee, jamming it into the “every man off switch” (as my sister had called it). A guttural gasp escapes the man’s throat as he falls to the ground in a groaning heap. He immediately tries to get up, scrambling to stand and reach for something tucked away on his back, but I don’t give him the chance as I yank off his glasses and spray his eyes point blank with my mace. Another scream rips out of the man as he clasps his hands over his eyes.

“Third step- Once he’s off balance, deliver the final blow.”

Using the same knee, I thrust it as hard as I can into the man’s throat, shoving him backwards, and flopping him over onto my porch. The blow should at least knock the air out of him, if not completely knock him unconscious. 

Right before I slam my door shut, I catch sight of the man twitching and groaning. And then I see the familiar sheen of a pistol wedged into his belt.

THAT’S NOT GOOD- OH CRAP.

After throwing the man's glasses to the floor, I twist every lock on my door, and even push the side table in front of it as a barrier.

RUN.

RUN!

My heart thrums in my chest as I race to my bedroom where all the little guys are huddled together. I yank my curtains shut, and turn towards them with fear and adrenaline pulsing through every breath.

“Hh..hhh. Guys- we gotta move. NOW.” I choke in between gasps.

Three sets of eyes emerge from below the blankets, all drenched in fear and confusion.

“What happened?? What did that human say?” Donnie questions, as he crawls out of the blankets. 

A muffled snort sounds from Leo as he and Raph crawl out of the covers.

“I’ll tell ya what the human said- GrraaAAAAGGGHH!!!�� Leo mocks with a grin. “But seriously- what the shell did you do to that guy?”

Both of the creatures' voices are distorted and blurry, forcing me to truly focus so I’ll be able to tell what they’re saying. It’s hard to hear questions when your heart is pulsing like a drum in your head.

“I…W-we..” I start, trying to catch my breath for the fourth time TODAY.

Donnie looks at Raph and then back at me with concern etched all over his face. He holds out his tiny hands and makes steadying motions, encouraging me to breathe. I copy the movement of his hands, taking an inhale as my hands raise, and an exhale as they lower.

“He tried.. He tried to get in- I j-just-”

Breathing isn’t working.

“Speak the truth, Melissa. When you think your anxiety is winning, speak truth in your heart.” My mother’s voice echoes in my mind, smooth and tender like delicate silk.

I take another unhelpful breath, but try my best to hold it as long as I can. Then when I exhale, I force my whole body to release as much tension as possible.

“He tried… to get into the house..” My voice cracked as more fear shot into my heart at the fact that a man just tried to break his way into my home-

“Speak truth in your heart.”

I take another breath; It’s still shaky, but drawing closer to stable.

“...B-but, he didn’t get in. I... I stopped him.”

Pings of fear and contemplation flash from the faces of the creatures looking up at me. They all turn to each other, processing the information that was given. Finally, Raph turns towards me, his beak tight in a frown of guilt.

“Thank you for fighting that guy off.” Raph whispers as he crawls to the edge of the bed with Donnie following close behind him. The crimson-clad creature’s posture is hunched and tight, but his eyes shine with determination. I recognize that spark from years of having it flicker in my own heart:

Protector.

“Wait-” Leo twists his head to meet my gaze, still holding his slumbering brother in his arms.”Are you saying you beat the guy up??! HOW?? You’re like the size of a twi- OW!”

Leo jolts and yelps at the quick *THWAP* of Donnie’s tail slapping his rear. Raph rolls his eyes as a subtle grin grows on his face, but that soft tenderness melts away at the muffled sound of Mikey’s groans.

“Nardo!” Donnie both whispers and hisses, ”Mind your ever-spewing mouth! You should know better than all of us that it’s wrong to judge skill based on size. And thanks to you- he says sarcastically- Mikey’s awake now!”

The room goes dead silent.

Where once playful chimes danced in the wind singing their songs, now hung dull, hollow cylinders, weighing down their strings with each second that passed.

Leo’s smug grin peels off as if a mask, giving light to his serious concern for his sick brother. 

“A-aw, Mikey… I’m..I’m sorry, little bro.” Leo whispers as he holds the youngest close to his chest. The blue-clad creature begins to rock his brother in his arms, quietly singing a foreign lullaby. As Leo continues to sing, Raph and Donnie both crawl over to join him, placing their paws on Mikey and humming along.

As I watch, I feel my heart slow. The adrenaline that was once burning through my muscles and brain begins to vanish as I sit and listen to the three brothers. All the ‘what ifs’ clouding my mind swiftly dissipate as the room continues to fill with the comforting melody. A pulsing warmth makes its way into my soul, taking the place of my worries, fear, and anxiety.

As Leo and the brothers finish the beautiful song, a faint, content mew hums out of Mikey. His tail sluggishly wraps around his three brothers, pulling them all in closer. They embrace, surrounding Mikey with their warmth and presence. 

Raph pulls away from their hug, and holds his tiny hand out to me. 

A grateful smile blooms over my face as I carefully scoot over. I wrap my arms around them, lightly squeezing to add another form of grounding pressure. The feeling of safety and love spreads over me in waves of blue, purple, and red energy. 

Everything’s okay.

We’re gonna be okay.

The delicate peace in the room shatters at the frightening sound of my door frame being reduced to splinters.

What happens next, @phoebepheebsphibs? :)

~ Melissa

MASTERPOST

[rlynumpen]

POV: you're a villain and this is the last thing you'll ever see

[emacrow]

The meeting of Gods and Goddesses around a large stone table watching, with Shazam easedropping.

Warning may include death of a child, please be advise.

"How could this have possible had occurred?!?!"

"I thought Hades made sure the bones of Kronos could never had been recovered?!?"

"..."

"Hades..?" Persephone said softly, holding Hades's tightly gripped fist on the table. Hades remained quiet, his face remained unchanged from the grumpy ticked off look that he held while among the other Gods and Goddess who glare or glance at him.

"It's not my fault that Ceberus was throwing up due to indigestion, Blame Cupid over there for sending me white chocolates skulls instead of Bitter chocolate when he knew I hate despised them." Hades stated placing his other hand onto Persephone's hand, caressing it softly.

Poseiden can admit it was a valid accused, but it was beginning to get a bit unnerving to see Zeus so quiet yet Angry with how intense he was glaring at the clear vision from the Shazam's host seeing Kronos and the godling babe while the other gods accused one another.

He look at the babe then back at angered Zeus, then glance back before a sudden realization hit him faster then a tsunami..

"You're not the youngest anymore.. now aren't you?" Poseiden blurted out loud causing every one at the table to Freeze, Zeus stiffen as the very clouds surrounding underneath their table rumbled with Lightening..

"How Dare You!?!"

Zeus growled menacingly summoning his prized lightening bolt in his hand before he can continue speaking, his temper nearly boiling.

"Well, he does have a point.. that babe reminded me vaguely of the corpse that was founded in Kronos's stomach.. but I thought it was because the babe was already dead as the soul was already gone due to how crowded it was in there." Hades commented, looking as though he was remembering a distant past..

"It should had stay dead where I had found it!" Zeus snapped at Hades before his eyes widen, covering his mouth quickly as the a kept secret had slipped out.

The Gods and Goddesses were stunned at the sudden secret revealed. If Zeus was not the youngest, then does that mean the godling babe shown before them was the one supposed to rules them?

"What happened on that day, Zeus?" Hera said softly as to tried to calm Zeus's nerves.

Zeus gritted his teeth before he close his eyes, ans sighed, seeing how everyone will only pursue the truth more later.

"It was after I pulled you all out of Father's stomach, only then I saw that there was a extra one sleeping unborn seemingly looking stillborn with a cord wrapped around, nested underneath Father's heart, I was about to grabbed it and pull it out as well, but then..it shifted as it was some kind of modern glitch, a girl one second, a boy a second after, black hair flash to white hair and back, before I saw it's eyes. It's eyes look inhumane Green and more souless then the titans. I realized that it was the youngest and not I... I was already enraged at the point of the prophecy wasn't about me before I even knew what I had done. I had snapped it's neck just as it was about to take it first breath and pulled it out of him, Father knew what I had done the moment the babe fell out lifeless and that was when he becomes truly descented into madness." Zeus said with his hands tighten into fists as he look like he was reliving a memory.

Part 4 << >> Part 6

[ooctlt]

Pal - does Harrow pay her rent in 10's and 20's? has she ever paid with a $100 bill?

harrows job: 1 | 2 | 3 |

[buckysteve]

[birdsandcake]

Humanformers AU information YAY‼️💥

[thearchercore]

love the timeline implication of charles being at a different event/party with pierre and then ending up at max's party like we all talk about lestappen but the real thing is has anyone seen pierre

[renif]

a former jedi asks the proclaimed jedi killer to join forces on a bounty (it goes surprisingly better than expected)

[keferon]

Haha. Hm. I’m doing things

[victor-v]

the fact that in the movie donald sutherland had much more hair than ralph fiennes means president snow went to turkey to get hair implant

[dzook]

sorry i dropped off the face of the earth i was trying to figure out how to show a city having feelings