#turtle rush part 8

[wings-of-fire-confessions]

I like Moonbli. It’s one of my favorite ships actually, even if it’s not written quite well.

“But it’s so plain/boring/rushed!”

While I understand why people view Moonbli that way, I think the ship kinda makes sense that it became canon within the series and that the ship is cute & has good potential within it.

Qibli is one of the characters Moonwatcher has been with the most throughout the 2nd Arc.

They have some nice scenes and moments together that we unfortunately didn’t see due to being in the PoV of other dragons, like Peril.

Like with Moon and Qibli mourning Kinkajou condition’s together while Winter and Hailstorm were traveling to and at the Ice Kingdom and Turtle traveling with Peril (who were in the PoV of in Book 8).

As well as them bonding together within Possibility, such as when they went to the city’s library together, which is a scene that was mentioned by them within DoD to occur.

Qibli also is the second dragon to talk to Moon and come to terms with the fact she has powers after she revealed them, with both of them working together in order to find out who blew up the history cave with a dragonflame cactus.

And their ship being rushed within the story is unfortunate but at least understandable to occur within the series.

Since Tui. herself mentioned that she was conflicted about how to conclude the love triangle within the story because it could work either way, but she eventually decided to put Moon and Qibli together, so that may explain why it felt so rushed within the series.

And the fact that it felt like - at least, to me - Part 3 of Darkness of Dragons was squished into the series with the two fleshed out parts of the book with Qibli within the Scorpion den and SandWing Kingdom.

So while it doesn’t excuse that the ship is rushed, it does and may explain why that occurred in the first place.

Plus, while Moonbli isn’t developed well in canon, they, indeed, have the POTENTIAL to be an interesting and good ship.

Both Moonwatcher and Qibli are traumatized teenagers who were neglected and lived within a dangerous environment throughout their childhood and they both felt needed to mask and hide who they are in order to not be hated and rejected by others. With them learning that others will accept them for who they are being an important parts of their Arcs within their books.

Moonwatcher was physically neglected by her mother in order for her to not live within the volcano and be discovered by her tribe. This resulted in Moon, since the literally very day she hatched, to be left for literal days on end without the supervision of her mother, to the point that she had to learn how to hunt and gather for own food as a literal young child, within the rainforest, which is an environment filled to the brim with dangerous plants, animals and obstacles that could easily harm and/or even kill a young dragonet.

Due to her mother negatively viewing Moon’s powers similarly to how a neurotypical mother would negatively view their child’s autism and caring more about Moon’s reputation more than - without even considering - Moon’s comfortability around other dragons, she told Moon that she must hide her powers or else everyone around her would either dislike, hate or reject her for that part of herself.

This resulted in Moon to be socially anxious and even paranoid around other dragons, masking and hiding the fact that she has powers out fear of being rejected and hated by everyone around her, including the very dragons she grew to bond with (which also resulted in her to be more likely to be manipulated by Darkstalker).

Throughout her book, while at the JMA (and away from her mother), Moon thinks about whether SHE dislikes her powers and if SHE would want to get rid of them if she had the chance. Moon learns that they’re other dragons who will accept her and powers, and she decides to be herself and tells others about her powers when she’s comfortable or feels the need to do so.

While was physically and emotionally neglected by his mother. To the point that he was forced to hunt and steal food from other dragons in order to survive, within a dangerous environment full of dragons that would harm and even kill him if they ever caught him. He was physically and verbally abused by her and his siblings as well.

Due to this, Qibli was insecure and wished that everyone would like him, to the point that he felt to need to mask who he is by presenting himself is a “cheerful, extroverted and funny” type of dragon in order to be love and accepted instead of hated and discriminated by others and even wanting to have Darkstalker’s powers in order to be love by others and fix the bad problems of the world.

Throughout his book, he learns Darkstalker’s ways of making other dragons like him is wrong and pulls away from the possibility of having animus magic, not just because of the fact that he knew that Darkstalker was going to brainwash him and use him as a pawn, but probably also because of the fact that using magic in the ways he wanted to is wrong. From the experience with his friends and within his book, he learns that they’re other dragons who’ll accept him who he is, instead of the dragon he masks and pretends to be.

I like to think that they could bond, comfort, and sympathize with each other over their understanding over having similar experiences and trauma from being neglected and forced to survive by themselves within a dangerous environment throughout the majority of their childhood. And how they, while getting to know each other, open up and reveal parts of their true selves, and then help each other unmask themselves out their fears of rejection as well as help one another learn they they’re other dragons who will accept and love them for who they are.

So yeah - overall Moonbli is a cute ship that does have good potential, but unfortunately wasn’t executed well within canon.

Also I’m so sorry if I said anything wrong and/or didn’t write this as well as I should’ve, I typed this at around 1:00 am - 2:00 am lol.

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[topsyturvy-turtely]

✨The Sherlock Holmes Museum✨

221b Baker Street, London

!!! this is part 2 !!! (link to part 1, part 3)

continuation of Holmes' bedroom

above Holmes' bed hang these pictures (1). the guide didn't tell us anything specific about those.

opposite of the bed hang portraits of people (2&3). you might think they'd be from family members or friends. this is not the case with our lovely Mr. Holmes'. These portraits picture (serial? can't quite recall) murderers. They hang on Holmes' wall, because he wants to fully understand them, know how their minds work.

funfact about the woman in (4) (the guide just said "that woman over there" - there are two pictures of women tho... i assume she meant the woman that hangs higher... because her photo is bigger but i am not sure): she killed part of her family. but nobody believed a woman could do such a cruelsome act, so she was never arrested... and lived with the other part of her family until she died. (victorian sexism is almost funny ngl)

oh and my ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE PART was that SHERLOCK FREAKING HOLMES owns a TURTLE STATUE (5) and it CHILLS THERE IN HIS BEDROOM. (guys it's me. i don't know if you realize but trust me... sherlock holmes has a pet turtle/tortoise and it is me. )

now to Mrs. Hudson's room (6)

(please forgive me for the people in this picture. i felt kinda rushed and way too excited to take a better picture...)

after the living room and Holmes' bedroom (see part 1), the tour ended. imo this room is the most like a museum. it doesn't feel personal like the living room or the bedrooms (yes Dr. Watson's room will be included in the part 3), instead there were show cases and some decorations... i didn't get a picture of it all but here are my favorites. (focusing on the more personal items in this post)

oh! and if you look at (6) between that person in pink and that person in red, you see a little desk. on this desk was "Mrs. Hudson's guest book" (right underneath the window) and you could write your name in it!!! i loved that little detail! 🥰

there was a hat (7) and spinning wheel (8).

then the fireplace in victorian style with a painting above (9),

and before i move on to the more museum-like items in the next post, here is a (bad and blurry, with people in it - i am sorry 😭) wide-angle shot of the room (10) from the opposite side of (6).

this post is part 2 of a series.

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-> part 3

(other parts will be linked once they have been uploaded)

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[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Shadows Entwined: part 9

BatmanVsTmnt!Leonardo x sidekick!reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 / Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Bonus (18+)

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A/N: I just passed my exam and finished yet another part of Shadows Entwined!🤩💙 It’s not super long this time. Due to my exam I decided to cut it a little short this time around, but I hope it’s still enjoyable😘💙

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Warnings: None💙

The reader and the turtles are 19.

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That day, all up on till the sun disappeared below the horizon, was relatively uneventful. While the sun stood in the sky, the turtles slept away in their rooms, while you, Damian and Barbara stayed in the Batcave with Alfred, keeping an eye on Bruce, and working away, trying to figure out where Ra’s al Ghul and Shredder was hiding out, and the much more pressing question; what were they working on? Why were the two villains working together?

You, Barbara and Damian had all decided to stay in costume, just in case any of the four terrapins would wake up. But as you pulled on your mask in your room, you couldn’t help but feel a rush in your stomach at the thought of the night before. What Leo had said about your face made you smile like crazy, and the thought of how close you had been to… how close you had been to kiss Leo made you gitty. Of course you couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if you had kissed, finding yourself daydreaming on your way down to the Batcave with a small skip in your step, thinking of how Leo’s lips would have felt against yours.

But then the sobering reality hit you as soon as you entered the Batcave, the sight of your still unconscious father reminding you of all the other things that happened the night before. The towering gothic halls of Arkham. How terrified you had been while Leo had been under the influence of the Crane Gass, unable to do anything as he seemed terrified that you wouldn’t look him in the eyes, even though you had never said such a thing. And how your father, the dark knight, was turned into a mutant bat before your very eyes. Suddenly your little daydream about the almost kiss with Leo wasn’t the only thing on your mind.

It was around dinner time that the turtles woke up. At that point the dark had already fallen over Gotham, the sun being hidden behind a thick layer of dark clouds, the city rarely having more than a few hours of life during the day.

Sitting down next to Leo as you ate, your heart couldn’t help but flutter at the small smile he shot at you, his blue eyes twinkling a little as they searched for yours. It was clear that he also remembered the night before, both the good and the bad parts, seeming a little unsure if he was still in your good grace. But the smile you sent back at him, made him relax with a silent sigh, finally letting him eat without his heart jumping like mad.

After dinner, all of you went straight back to work, looking through any possible leads on where Ra’s and Shredder could be, while Alfred continued his care of Bruce, in the company of a worrisome Robin and a curious yet slightly scared Mikey. And then, lo and behold, Batgirl struck gold, showing you all her findings on the big screen of the computer.

“The Wayne Enterprises’ container ship that was moving the Cloud Seeder to Bludhaven, was hijacked last night”, Batgirl explained, reading up from her findings. “The thieves then smuggled the Cloud Seeder back into Gotham port”.

Raph grumbled with his arms crossed and his teeth clenched. “While we were dealing with those freaks in Arkham”. He was right. Arkham had been nothing but a distraction.

Donatello, who was seated in the chair right in front of the big computer, looked at the screen in thought, a finger tapping on his chin, before he seemed to have a realization, tapping away on the keys.

“With the machinery the Foot has stolen, I think they’re building something that’ll mix the ooze with Joker’s formula, and launch the Joker-ised ooze into the clouds above the city”, he said, pulling up pictures of the machinery for you all to see.

“And when it rains down, it’ll turn everyone in Gotham into a monster mutant like Batman”, Leo said, dreading in his voice. Having fought against mutant Batman was one thing, but a whole city? And not just any city, but your city. Yet another reason for Leo to hate everything the Foot and Shredder stood for.

“Dudes!”, Mikey yelled in eagerness from Batman’s table, causing all of you to turn, fearing the worst. Even Robin jumped from his chair, seemingly ready to fight whatever threat Mikey had seen. But there was no threat. Just Mikey screaming beside Bruce Wayne. “I’m freaking out here!”, he said, placing both hands on his head, as if he was trying to keep his mind from exploding. “Did everyone else know that Batman is Bruce Wayne?!”

The silence that followed, only broken by the smack of Raph’s face palm, spoke for the situation itself. You might not have been the biggest fan of Raph’s way of doing things, but you could not deny how much you related to that smack against his forehead.

“I mean, you knew the Batcave was under Wayne Manor”, Donnie said with a raised brow bone. He knew that his little brother wasn’t the sharpest knife in the draw, but he had never thought that such a revelation would take so long for Mikey to realize.

“I’m just saying it’s a lot to take in”, Mikey said, stretching his face in thought, before he rested his elbows against Bruce, causing Alfred to see red in the corner of his eyes. “Rich and cool! Like leave something for the rest of us guy!” Alfred let out a loud sigh, before he started moving Mikey away from Bruce, causing the orange clad turtle to yell out in protest at the butler. “I’m going, I’m going, okay!”

You looked at Leo with a questionable look, and all he could do was sigh with a small nod. Yes, Mikey was always like that.

“Do we have any idea where Shredder and Ra’s are building this machine?”, you asked, turning back towards Batgirl and Donnie, feeling Leo’s eyes on you, along with the small tug at the corner of his mouth. Apparently you were asking the right questions. And much to your luck, that question sparked a thought in Batgirl’s head.

“I don’t know exactly how Joker makes his venom, but I do know where the components would be”, Batgirl said, leaning over Donnie in order to press on the computer keys. His small flustered expression made you choke down a chuckle. Oh, how you were going to press Batgirl with your knowledge. Even Leo seemed to notice, enhancing small glances with you. Both of you knew something, that much was obvious. Leo poked at Donnie with a small finger, causing the purple clad turtle to scowl at him. “Ace Chemicals”, Batgirl continued, pulling up a picture of the facility. “It’s where the Joker was created, when he fell into a vat of, you know, chemicals. So if they need venom, they’ll be there”.

“But it’s walled off”, Leo pointed out, noting the high walls and barbed wire. “Easy to defend”.

“So what?”, Raph said, sounding frustrated. “If they’re dugg in and ready for a fight, then we bring them a freaking fight”, he continued, slamming his fists together with a dark smile.

“We aren’t doing anything”, a deep voice sounded behind you. You turned in joy, seeing Alfred helping your father up to stand, Robin running to his side in order to help.

“Master Bruce you’re not well”, Alfred said in concern, wishing Bruce would sit down once again.

“I’m as well as I need to be”, Bruce grumbled, taking the drop out of his arm, his gaze turning to the turtles. He stared at them for a moment, before walking to his neatly folded costume on a nearby table. “Batgirl and Robin are coming with me to Ace. (H/N) stays in the manor. The turtles are going home”.

“What?”, Mikey exclaimed in sadness and shock as Bruce pulled on his costume over his head. “C’mon, we know your secret identity now! Our team up have been surmounted!”

“I gave you a change”, Bruce said in a stern voice, turning directly towards the terrapin brothers. “You four are impulsive, and you don’t follow orders”. His eyes narrowing at them. “I want you out of Gotham!”

“Uh, father”, Robin said, his small frame stepping between them. “Look, it pains me to say this, but the turtles saved you in Arkham. They are valiant allies! Even the dumb one! Michelangelo”.

“Hey!”, Mikey exclaimed in a displeased expression. “Not cool!”

“If it wasn’t for them, Joker would have never gotten close enough to inject me in the first place”, Bruce said in a scowl as he closed the clasp on his cape, before pulling the mask up over his head, once again becoming the dark knight of Gotham City, before turning his back to them. “This is not up for discussion”.

Leo felt the burning stair from Batman, telling him to do exactly as he had been told too. To leave Gotham. But Leo’s heart stung at the thought, because leaving Gotham meant not just leaving the city, but leaving you. Leo once again thought back to the visions he had seen under the influence of the Crane Gass. How he had scared you. How you had feared him. He still did not know if these visions had been real, but never did he wish for those visions to be real. He hoped that none of it had been true and just his mind playing tricks on him. But in reality, Leo did not know. He remembered how scared that you had been when you entered Arkham, and how fearful you had been when you walked the halls, and the more Leo thought about it, the more it unsettles him. Maybe Batman was right. Maybe it was best if you stayed in the Wayne Manor where you could be safe while Batman, Robin and Batgirl headed out. And maybe, just maybe it was best if Leo and his brothers left. Leo had scared you once and he did not wish to do it again, even if it was going to hurt him.

“Maybe he’s right”, Leo mumbled, looking down at his feet, not wanting to meet your confused eyes. He could almost hear your heart crack just a little inside your chest, not wanting to believe what you were hearing as he turned towards his brothers. “Following Batman’s lead took us to Arkham and distracted us from Shredder”, he said, not noticing the deepening frown on Raph’s face. We’d be better off on your own”.

“No! No! He ain’t right!”, Raph yelled, pushing back his brothers so he could storm forward. He pushed the leader in blue so hard that he tumbled, only just catching himself before he fell onto you, your eyes meeting once again, sending shock waves through the two of you. Leo felt his mouth dry out as he stared into your eyes, knowing full well that they would be the hardest thing for him to leave behind. The hurt in your eyes and the way his heart was aching, making him freeze in place, unsure of what to do or say. Leo did not want to go. He did not want to leave you. Could he just stand there and look at you forever he would, but sadly, your father did want it to be like that.

“Look, Batman”, Raph said, making his way to your father, who was busy assembling his beloved utility belt. “I get it! The whole brooding loner thing, sitting on top of roof tops, mumbling about how you’re the only one that can stand up to evil in your own city. That’s my whole deal! I love that stuff! And I totally agree that my brothers are annoying, unbearably so sometimes”.

“Uhm”, Leo said, finally realizing that Raph had been talking the whole time the two of you had been locked in each other’s eyes. “Where are you going with this?”

“Teh!”, Raph said annoyed, turning back to Batman. “That’s why. When things get though, I don’t even bother with them. I go off on my own and do things my way!”

“He does do that”, Donnie said, Mikey agreeing with a sounding nod.

“Still doesn’t explain where he’s going”, you whispered, making Leo hum in agreement.

“Yeah, but here’s the thing”, Raph continued. “Every single time, I just get into more trouble and my brothers have to bail me out”.

"It's true!”, Mikey chimed in. “Every time”.

“Sure we make mistakes. Sure we make the wrong moves”, Raph went on, ignoring his little brother. “But we can’t get better-”. Raph grabbed onto Batman’s arm in order to turn him around to face him, making you, Batgirl, Robin and Alfred gasp in surprise. No one just grabbed onto Batman nor Bruce Wayne like that. That was just not how it worked. “-If you don’t trust us”. The turtles, seeming to understand the severity of Raph’s actions, watched with wide eyes. Donnie even covered his mouth, Leo’s eyes going wide and Mikey gasping out loud. Batman said nothing but just narrowed his eyes at the square jawed mutant, almost daring him to continue. “We’re a family, and learning from your mistakes together, is how a family works”.

“This is not a family”, Batman rumbled, bumping his shoulder against Raph’s as he walked past him. “It’s a team”.

“Ain’t that the same thing?”

That comment made Batman halt in his actions. It was as if those words had touched a nerve deep within him. Batman said nothing but stared forward, his thoughts running wild in his head. Raph’s words echoing in his head as he looked to Alfred, Robin, you and Batgirl and then to the turtles, only to notice how close all of you were standing. And how you and Leo seemed to seek each other out in the small crowd. Just like he had noticed the two of you do in Arkham. And on the roof. Even during your first meeting and fight together.

“You’re right”, he finally said, making you all stare at him in disbelief. You felt your palm begin to sweat as Batman made his way towards Leo, determination in his eyes. “Let’s stop Ra’s and Shredder”, he said, before extending a hand to the leader of the turtles. “Together”.

Leo looked at Batman’s hand, extending his own hand in order to shake it, when suddenly…

“Awesome! Dips on the Batmobile!”, Mikey yelled, jumping over the head of a growling Raph, skipping right by you in a rush and right through Leo and Batman’s handshake.

“Uh, we have our own ride”, Leo said after Mikey, not sure if his forgetful lille brother actually was able to remember it.

“You do?”, Batgirl asked Donnie in confusion, causing Donnie to beam with innocent pride, thinking of the van he had tuned up.

“Yeah, we didn’t walk here from New York”, Donnie smiled, secretly hoping that Batgirl would ask about the van.

“Don’t care!”, Mikey yelled, already inside Batman’s car, fastening his seatbelt. “Called the Batmobile!”

Batman looked from Mikey to Leo, his eyes lingering at him for a moment before giving him a small nod. It was time to find Shredder and Ra’s.

[accio-victuuri]

Sugar Rush : October CPNs

This was an insane month to say the least, I’m not even exaggerating. Things happened that will go down in fandom history. Our detective skills in looking for places and trying to piece a story was tested and the clowning was at it’s peak. I would have to say that by far, this year, it’s this month that generated lots of noise. Both sides were just throwing sweets at us and we can’t even keep up.

It also proved once more the charm of turtle cpns and why context, history and time is important to fully enjoy a candy:

“The charm of turtle candy is that it is incomplete. It is not a one-time solution. You feel suspicious at the beginning, but you are more sure later, and then at some unknown moment in the future, you suddenly get it. The correct answer, everything forms a closed loop, it's so cool”

• YH poster for WYB is from a BJYX fansite

• On 10/1, there has been some talk about WYB’s hair hiding beneath his beanie when he arrived at the airport to Paris. People’s guess is that he is blonde. Some people are connecting it to the blonde character in the XZS vlog.

People are free to interpret this however they want, as a candy, it appears to ZZ giving us a clue as to WYB dyeing his hair. Personally tho, this person is a member of GG’s staff & his friend who also takes part in putting out the amazing materials we get. People particularly remembered one of them had blonde hair during MFW. Anyway, I understand why people are so happy about this & interpreting it the way they do and go ahead and it this if you want 🍭

It also doesn’t help that the character kinda looks like WYB in Paris which is some next level coincidence. I can’t even with this fandom.

• I’m adding this beautiful analysis of Pie @potteresque-ire about the Mid Autumn festival photos posted by our boys. It’s technically from last month but i already published it before I read this meta. It just gives more weight to the meaning of it aside from how it matches 🌙

• Mengniu exhibit with zz and wyb standees

• Camera/Leica CPN : This has actually become everyone’s favorite candy of the year. It started out so simple and almost like a galaxy brain sort of clowning but both sides ended up “confirming” what we speculated. I have talked about this at length and in different parts below :

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five

10/6, WYB continues to show off his camera. Almost all the photos in the set released by YBO, he is holding it, and there are falling cameras on Weibo in that post!!!! 📸

There is also this CPN on what WYB is taking a photo of and with people using google earth and comparing, they found out it’s the number 23. What a beautiful number. He really loves it! ♥️

• Same place, different times. This is so bittersweet to me. One day, they will get that Romantic Paris getaway together 🖤

• XZ 1005 birthday CPNs : one // two 🎂

• A photography studio shared a shot of GG for his bday and the kadian is 18:23. This same company also released a bday photo for WYB’s. They have worked with the boys a couple of time.

• The same description of something being like a film

• Glasswork art piece from France that could have been a gift and souvenir for GG

• Camping site and it’s connection to WYB selfie - At this point, there’s been so many “evidence” collected by bxgs and the most accurate date is really 8/14-8/15 that this “celebration” was done. There are also posts from people who visited the place and a motorcycle “parade” took place, so we know it’s a popular place to ride your moto. It’s one of the “services” they provide and looks like something that WYB took advantage of.

• Is one of the photographers yibo? 📸

• GG’s rope necklace and it’s meaning

• XZS birthday video taking some inspiration from a queer themed short film “we are animals”

• The camping trip was a team building of XZS and YBO?

• Both of them so sexy 🔥🔥🔥🔥

• 10/12 ZSWW rumor house & fake story content 🤍

• WYB’s 10/13 Selfie : part one / part two

• A galaxy brain cpn of XZS 10/13 post’s caption

• On 10/16, XZ released a tribute song which is government sponsored of course. In the past months, the go-to person we usually see singing for these causes is WYB and now it’s XZ. This is not exactly CPN, but i like the way that they are both people seen as positive influences and may be used to sing for certain events. Maybe one day they can do a duet? LOL.

• This one is so funny, there is an interview in a Taiwan TV show i guess. and the question was, “Talk about the general interests of gay men in Taiwan” ; the person answering is also gay and he said it’s : fitness, mountain climbing, raising cats, and Shiba Inu. 😂😂😂😂

LOL. Why does it remind us of two people? It’s so specific. Who have always wanted to raise both a car and a dog (shiba inu) and is currently loving fitness and mountain climbing. They might as well add camping on there 🤪🤪🤪

I don’t really believe in stereotypes and that there is a certain “checklist” that makes you gay or whatever— your interests are personal and what you enjoy. maybe you will be influenced by your environment but just do what you want. Tho I understand why this was so amusing to c-turtles cause they immediately thought of ZZ & WYB when they saw this.

• Even holding the camera is the same 😂✌🏼like a true photographer. Not acting all cute and using a camera to “pose” but actually using it.

• Updated mole signature by XZS

• XZS video x Bottled Joy Parallel. 🫶🏼 ; and the fact that Bobo’s is by Bottled Joy, a brand who is known to be BJYX bias ( allegedly ) . Tho this was most likely filmed before that XZS video. A happy coincidence. && This is the renewal we have been waiting for.

• Luoyang Tourism video uses a BGM of a song by ZZ

• BJYX and Skydiving 🪂

• 130 fake rumors compilation

• Wuzhen Day 3 Yibo shirt CPN ⛳️

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See you all next month for another round up! 💛

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[arctic-space-penguin]

"Uh, did Hope ever have a gap tooth?" Don asked.

"Obviously not!" Sterling hit Don's arm. "I would have one if she did!"

Draxum seemed mildly concerned when he overheard and hurried over. "We have to get Michelangelo's spirit out of her before her body changes completely."

"No shit," Sterling muttered under her breath.

Casey pulled away from Michael and leapt away like he'd been burned. Michael stared blankly at in front of him in stunned silence. Draxum pinned his arm's to his currently-not-but-somehow-becoming-his body.

"A precaution," the goat explained for the glare he got. "Someone get a jar or something to contain his spirit after I remove it."

"...Is this gonna hurt?" Michael asked, not just for himself.

"Yes and no," Draxum replied. "Mostly no."

"Wha--"

Draxum placed his large hands on Michael's shoulder and chest, cutting the box turtle off. Both their eyes glowed as the group watched. Sterling scrambled off the couch, remembering the jar, and yanked open a cabinet to grab one.

Hope's body sagged, vines vanishing, the second Draxum got Michael's spirit out. Sterling arrived back just in time to capture the shimmering, burning thing in a jar.

Everyone released the breath they didn't realize they had all been holding. Sterling held the jar up.

"This'll hold, right? His spirit's kinda... made of fire," the woman asked, pausing as the jar heated up a tad. "And this is made of glass."

"It will have to for now. His spirit might fade without it," Draxum replied.

"Can't you mystically enhance it or something? Make it fireproof or whatever?" Don asked. "Rather not lose my brother twice, thank you."

Draxum sighed but nodded. Sterling shoved the heating jar into his hands and rushed to the sink just in case. The goat closed his eyes in focus. Slowly, through the spell he was muttering, the glass cooled in his hands. Don took it when Draxum was finished.

"What about his body?" Leo wondered curiously.

"Draxum can just make him one," Sterling shrugged. "He'd do anything for Mikey, present or future."

"Making a mutant is not easy," Draxum warned her.

Sterling narrowed her eyes. "Are you saying you won't do it?"

"No," Draxum said. "Don't put words in my mouth as you humans say."

Hope suddenly gasped awake and nearly fell off the couch if Sterling didn't catch her with her foot. All eyes turned to her.

"I never want to be stuck in a spirit plane ever again," Hope dragged a hand tiredly down her face.

Don held out the jar. "Say hello to the guy who was in control of your body for twenty-ish minutes give or take."

Hope did a quick double-take before turning to Mikey. "Of course future you did it."

"What-- hey! What's that supposed to mean?" Mikey squeaked in protest.

Hope rolled her eyes. "I didn't say anything."

Mikey opened his mouth to protest again, but the look Leo gave him made him shut it again. Sterling cleared her throat.

"Let's get back to talking about the whole giving-Michael-a-body-again situation please," she requested.

"I can do it, but it will take time for it to grow to the right size even if I speed up the process by a few months," Draxum explained.

"We'll wait as long as we have to," Don nodded resolutely.

---

Yeah, now Hope's back too! :DDD

Also please, I know some reading have probably been waiting for them all to finally get back to the past, and I wanted to make this part a little longer to fit in Michael getting his body, but I ended up deciding not to, BUT IT WILL HAPPEN NEXT CHAPTER

Realizing now that would leave the perfect amount of chapters left for the others, so here's the rundown:

Part 4 - Michael comes back

Part 5 - Leon comes back

Part 6 - Red comes back

Part 7 - Yarrow comes back

Part 8 - Apes comes back

Part 9 - A final hurt/comfort part to tie it all together

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[jasminegazer]

Chapter 8 Part 2

Shredder’s Private Dojo 7 Weeks Earlier

Karai’s tea felt warm on her lips. Her uncles recipe as she had been told. An aura of calm swept through her body like a spell.

That made sense. He always seemed magical in her memories. So full of life and joy. It brought the best out of many. Including her father.

But that man who used to smirk and laugh and tease with her uncle was not the same man across the chabudai in that moment. Not much proof was needed for this to be clear. Just by walking in the room he felt dark and cold like a forgotten corpse in the snow. Not many of Karais memories of her younger father were intact. Partly due to how long ago it was. Partly due to the fact that her parents went on missions frequently throughout her childhood. Partly due to the effects of her. . . “surgery”

But she could recall certain distinctions. His laughter. His smirks. His gentle yet firm arms as he carried the girl on his shoulder. Yet Karai could have been confusing him with her oji. That happened often. Sometimes when she tried to picture her father’s face without his helmet and mask all she could see was her oji.

Her train of thoughts along with the eerie silence of the room was broken by her sensei. “TCRI has located mutants within the city.”

What?

Mutants? The very demons who proved to be even more wretched than yokai and even oni by killing a quarter of the clan? Including her oji and . . .

mama.

“They have hired us to retrieve and deliver a specific 4. Turtles.” Her sensei rose from his seiza and moved slowly to the earthen walls of the dojo. A mural of a battle was painted on it. The face of the general was illuminated by the light of the surrounding rooms. Arms crossed behind his back he continued. “Their objective is to bring them back to their new stronghold alive and unharmed.”

Karai broke from her silence, letting one of her many questions slip out of her mouth. “What is wrong with their original stronghold?”

“Why do you think they want a specific 4 and not all of them? Yet.” Her sensei’s voice oozed with disgust and disappointed from her stupidity.

Wait. There are MORE!

“They are dangerous and skilled. Not to be taken lightly. Do you understand?”

Karai straightened at the cold remarks shaking her shock away as best as she could.

“Hai Sensei.”

Her father turned to her with a softer expression(at least from what she could guess).

“Which is why I will trust you with the mission.”

What?

Her father opened the door to the small balcony that viewed over the training rooms. She followed but made sure to keep a distance behind him. “You are to go undercover at the school the mutants are attending. Recover as much information as needed, report back to me as needed, and then.” In one fluent motion a kunai was thrown, barely missing Karai’s cheek as it flew and splintered itself into a wall. “Strike when the time is right.”

Karai thought over the proposal. Mutants were dangerous enough on their own from what she had been taught but trained warriors . . .

No. She had been training her whole life to avenge her clan. Her family. She couldn’t back down at the sight of a challenge.

“Hai Sensei.”

Shredder stayed seemingly frozen as he gazed onto the troops. That was her cue to leave. But as she started to he continued. “And one more thing.”

Karai’s eyes widened slightly. What? Did she miss something? A cue? A part of her mission?

“Ensure that there are as few survivors as possible. But of course leave no mess behind.”

“But our goal is to keep the mutants alive and unharmed.” Surprise and fear rushed in her body. Why was he being so cruel? Something’s wrong.

“I said their goal is to keep them alive and unharmed. I however have other plans.” His voice oozed with a substance like venom. Cold, dark, and insuring death upon those it landed on. Or in this case a deathly chill upon Karai. “But I am confident that you will be successful.” Another kunai was thrown this time slicing Karai’s cheek. She wanted to run but her muscles dared not move other than to allow a small gasp past her lips. “Correct, my daughter?”

Fear, as she had learned as a child was a very powerful thing. Flexible as nunchaku deadly as katana. But she had to remain the stronghold her father was determined to have her be. No matter what. ‘No exceptions, my daughter.’

“Hai Father.”

“Do not forget your place, child.”

. . .

“Hai Sensei.”

Somewhere in Harlem Present Day

What are you doing? Why are you holding back? Just KILL THEM.

Karai had her enemies trembling before her. Weakened and with no escape. The perfect opportunity to finish this.

So why couldn’t she do this. Why were her muscles held strained and taught? Messages from the inner thoughts in her brain were being sent to her body. But it refused to move like a rambunctious child.

You have one mission in your life. One. Just. Complete. It.

She was already in the perfect stance. Her weapon had been sharpened to a t. All she had to do was strike. Just. Strike.

Have you forgotten what they did to you? The foot? Your family? Complete the mission. Kill them.

Raph was so fucked.

His twin was gone. His youngest brother was gone. And the brother he did have with him was trembling next to him.

And what was the worst thing? He was helpless to protect any of them. Hell, he could barely catch his breath right now through the white hot pain of his own shell.

Why was this taking so long? Shouldn’t they be dead right now? He couldn’t hear Donnie screaming in agony?

Raph dared to pry his eyes open only to be met with their attackers amber ones. They were like some kind of cobra, piercing through the night and into his soul. Her eyes were wide in what he assumed to be cunning bloodlust. Her blade was raised so that one swift swing could slice Donnie’s head open like a can of tuna.

With the renewed fear Raph looked to his little brother. His nerdy sassy little brother. Who beat him at almost every video game he played. Who . . . had his arm stretched out infront of his body?

Was he really still trying to protect him? Cause he was pretty sure they were past that hope of someone making it out of this. They were both pretty royally fucked.

. . . Holy shit he’s trying to take the blow.

With that thought in mind, Raph squeezed Donnie’s shoulder harder and tried pushing his little brother back behind him. No way was he gonna take this blow. No damn way was Raph gonna let him do that while he could still protect the only brother he had left now.

Redirecting his gaze, he looked back up at there attacker with wide frightened eyes. Her eyes were sharp but her pupils remained unfocused as she looked the 2 turtles up and down. Weapon still raised.

And then her gaze . . . softened.

And then for a moment a wave of silence washed away the tension as eyes met eyes.

Breaking the silence, their attacker swiftly lowered her blade and muttered something under her breath (judging by the tone it sounded like a curse but the word itself was completely incoherent to Raph). She then spoke up. “The southern dock. Third warehouse down the row. Your associates are there. But you must leave now. TCRI is to retrieve them by midnight.”

Why the hell were they in a warehouse? How was TCRI involved with any of this? Why were these black market exchanges always at midnight?

Their attacker sheathed her weapon and took slow steps to the edge of the roof. Stopping briefly she turned her head slightly, one eye looking at them. “You may leave now. But this.” She paused before continuing. “Isn’t over.”

Raph was still processing all the information that had been dump on him like a waterfall. It took a few minutes before he could respond. “Thank-” When he looked up she was already gone.

Holy SHIT. What time is it?

Raph quickly yanked his phone from the pouch on his belt. Already 10:30?! They had to move now if what that random lady said was right. Without thinking Raph jumped to his feet and started off the roof to the dock.

But his younger brother nearly tripped him. Donnie was frozen in place, huffing air like it was evading him as fast as it had entered him.

“Donnie! Come on! We gotta go!”

He didn’t react to Raph was saying or doing but only flinched at the shouting. His breathing picking up speed.

Oh

Raph knew when his brothers were having these moments he needed to give them time and space. But they currently had zero time and the panic made him feel like they were loosing space for tension.

So Raph tried to find a middle ground by kneeling next to his brother. His arm firmly placed on his shoulder to ground the purple clad turtle. “D.”

This time Donnie looked up at Raph. Panic and confusion written all over his face. Raph didn’t really know what to do so he settled on trying to pull a Leo.“Come on. Let’s bring our brothers home.”

That seemed to readjust the young genius. “Right. Let’s go.”

After the elder of the two help the younger up, the ran back onto the rooftops once again. This time determined to bring their brothers home once for all.

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So yeah this chapter is a little long. But hopefully that’s a really good thing. Hope y’all enjoy this chapter and soak yourselves in the tiny bit of fluff and relief I gave you because you won’t be able to have that for a little bit. Again hope you guys like this chapter and my story because I’m tryna rap it up before Tottmnt(I probably won’t though). Cowabunga turtle fanz!

[jestersmonsters]

Jester's Monster AU

Part 8

Warnings(for all parts, not just this one): Blood, gore, general angst, panic attacks, violence, death, dismemberment, attempted cannibalism (from vampires & werewolves), trauma, possible bad writing (I try), and the closest thing to realistic trauma responses I can get in a tmnt monster au.

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What to do now.... Donnie was writhing in Raph's arms, water dripping down his jaws as his newly grown in fangs had pierced the metal bottle that had been stuck in there, and it was getting hard to hold him still. Oh! The moon room! Whenever there was a full moon, his brothers would all put him in there to keep everyone safe during his rampages. Maybe it'd also be useful for this situation. Then he could go make sure Casey was okay. "Alright, bud. Let's get you somewhere safe." He said, carrying him off.

With no hands free, it was difficult to open the door, but somehow, he managed with a combination of his foot and tail to get both locks off and to push the door open. Inside, it was mostly barren although the walls were padded, and there were multiple destroyed mattresses inside as well as food scraps. Aiming at one of the tattered old mattresses, Raph just threw Donnie inside and quickly backed away and shut the door. There was a thud on the other side of the door and some hissing followed by slight shuffling and silence. On the outside of the room there were a couple monitors connected to security cameras inside so Raph could see that Donnie had just slammed into the door then quickly gave up and flopped down on the mattress he'd been thrown onto and curled up like a cat. He'd kept the water bottle in his mouth for some reason. It was odd that he hadn't just dropped it. There was a smaller door to the side that they used to get food into the room since on full moons, Raph really calmed down with a full stomach. Hopefully, this worked the same way.

After making sure Donnie would be okay, he rushed off to check on Casey. He was just sitting alone in the med bay, cleaning and patching the bite he'd gotten. "You alright?" Raph asked, stepping closer. "The bite will heal fine, yeah. I've had worse." he assured. "I'm worried about Donnie, though." he added, looking up at Raph, who bit his lip and crossed his arms. "Well.... I stuck him in the moon room. So that bit's taken care of. You sure the bite is fine, though? I mean.... that's how Don got turned in the first place." he muttered, looking down at the fresh bandages. Casey suddenly looked very worried. "THAT'S how it works?! I don't even.... Oh God, I don't even know what this is. So it's like Rabies?!" he panicked, causing Raph to throw up his hands reassuringly. "No, it'll be alright! It's not like rabies. It won't kill you. Or I mean.... it will, but not forever. I think." "WHAT?!" "Well- Um... it's not as bad as it sounds. I promise. Vampires are like.... undead. They're still alive technically, but you saw how Don had no heartbeat, yeah? And for some reason, they die in the sunlight. Also, they gotta drink blood and all to survive. I dunno how it all works. But that's like... the basics." Raph explained quickly. Casey didn't look less worried, but his shoulders relaxed. He put a hand to his neck like he was checking for a pulse. "Well, I'm not dead yet, so that's... something. " He said, taking a deep breath. "Alright. It'll be fine." he breathed, smiling nervously as his wings trembled.

Just then, Leo's portal opened, and the blue turtle stepped through, Mikey following behind him. Leon had a couple of shopping bags filled with blood pouches. "Got the groceries!" He announced, setting the bags down. "Where's Donnie?" Mikey asked, scanning the room. "I dropped him in the moon room. He uhm.... bit Casey." Raph answered. To which, both turtles winced. "Eugh.... That's not good. Alright, I'll go feed the beast. Then Mike can tell us all what he learned." Leon said, grabbing like four blood bags from his haul and sprinting off.

Once at the moon room, Leon checked the camera once before slipping the pouches in the food slot. Inside, Donnie near immediately dropped the bottle in his mouth and pounced, spilling some of the blood as his fangs punctured the nearest one, and he began drinking. He drained two and a half of them before he paused in his actions, blinking a few times as confusion set into his expression. Looks like he was back.

[katarena]

Living Well Is The Best Revenge, Part 28

Sequel to Raphael's Big Mistake.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24, Part 25, Part 26, Part 27

"Well, well." The same man who menaced Taylor outside the apartment steps forward. "Looks like we've got a jailbreak, boys."

Taylor takes the bat back. It makes the Dragons chuckle, and she knows how much trouble they're in, but she doesn't want to just give up.

Even though looking at the number of Dragons facing them makes her heart sink.

"Look, guys," April says. "This is a really, really bad idea. You don't want to do this, 'cos we've got friends. Really big friends, and they're probably on their way over here right now, so..."

"Well, I don't see them," the man says, shrugging. "Do you?" He turns to the others. "Hun only wants the brunette."

A chill runs through Taylor's heart and she grips the bat tightly.

"Wait," April says. "I'll go with you. Just don't hurt Taylor. Let her go."

"You don't get it, do you?" the man says. "We're the ones in control here, not..."

Raph lands beside him and punches him so hard he goes flying into a wall. Leo lands beside the girls; one flash of his katana and April's hands are free.

"Are you both OK?" he asks.

Taylor almost sobs with relief.

"Leave the girls alone," Leo says, coming to stand beside his brother.

The Dragons look terrified - then they look disgusted and angry. Most of them raise their weapons and rush forward, but Donnie and Mikey are there as well. The turtles are larger and stronger, but more Dragons are pouring out of nowhere with knives, bats and chains.

Mikey stands in front of April and Taylor, nunchucks whirling fiercely. Taylor's got the bat ready, just in case.

"We need to get out of here!" April yells.

The noise is bound to attract attention, and the last thing they need is the police turning up...

Someone grabs Taylor from behind. Her cry of alarm is suddenly smothered by a large hand seizing her throat.

"Drop your weapons!"

It's Hun. It has to be.

"Drop your weapons, or I'll snap her neck." The hand tightens, and Taylor gasps for breath. "Do it!"

Slowly, one by one, they do.

[bondew]

I got bored- I love my freckled, fluffy red head! (Oh Cade, u and ur neatly brushed hair are loved too)

Two Bathroom Stalls.

Cadence Lane.

The piercing sound of my alarm rings in my ear the next morning. It’s around 6am and I’ve only slept for 4 hours. I stumble to the mirror and I flip it back to face me. As the sun peeks from under the curtains I brush my hair so it doesn’t reflect my mind. My room is completely clean, well excluding my desk drawers. I shove on a tight black turtle neck and white dress pants. I don’t change my black stud earrings, I don’t really have any other pairs anyway. I swing my bag onto one shoulder and slide on my loafers as I step out.

Tossing a mint into my mouth a sudden hoard of people pile into the hallway. They sound like squawking vultures as they push past me. I run my hand through my hair and make my way downstairs. My first class is at 8, I was meant to finish my project last night but because of the situation I have to do it this morning. I skip breakfast and end up in the library. Without saying a word I sit down and open up my laptop. Skimming through the essay I quickly edit it, I’m confident that I won’t miss any mistakes. There is hardly ever any, I am the top of the class for a reason.

I put my earbuds in and open up my notebook. My peace doesn’t last long, the stampede of boys stride into library. I notice one of them sneak away from the group as they wander around and talk to girls. He heads to the non-fiction section and grabs a thick, hard covered book about bugs. My computer is still open so when he decides to ignore all the other free tables and sit in front of me he is partly blocked out. I can see his freckled forehead and fluffy orange hair over the top of my screen but this decreases as he slumps down and starts to read. Shaking my head back to reality I tap on my page with a pen and start to write. My playlist is open on my screen and every time a song changes I glance up.

I’ve basically fallen asleep but when a book slams closed I suddenly jolt up.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you! U-uh I have to get to class!” The orange-haired boy says as he runs out of the room. Glancing at my watch I gather my stuff and sprint out just behind him. I arrive in the lecture room just before the clock hits 8, I’m panting and all eyes are on me. Fixing my hair I stand up straight and rush to a seat before anyone says anything.

Dazz Shawn.

It was probably a mistake choosing to study literature and theatre. I basically have no free time. I’m only a couple minutes late and luckily the director doesn’t seem to care. Dropping a heavy book about bugs and my tote bag on the floor I head backstage where I’m warmly welcomed.

We do a lot of theory in theatre obviously, I mean it is still a university class but today we have prac, the best part. For some weird reason the teacher randomly decided this year was the year we were going to do a performance! I mean I’m not unhappy, I love plays! But it was kinda out of the blue. I landed the male lead somehow so.. um yeah. I can’t really afford to be late to class anymore. The stage has been prepped with half-painted sets and random boxes since somebody lost the proper ones.

I washed my hair this morning so it’s all kinda fluffy and sticking out weirdly, nobody has really noticed. Not like I expect them to anyway! Like it’s just washing my hair.. haha. Um.. thankfully all my friends are studying things like, physics, sports science and mathematics so I don’t have to embarrass myself in-front of them when I’m horribly acting.

“Oh, by the way Dazz! You obviously know that we are doing Romeo and Juliet but just confirming you’re all good for the kiss?” My teacher interrupts my train of thought while I’m sitting on the edge of the stage. My legs instantly stop swinging and I go bright red.

“Yeahhh.. wait who’s Juliet again..” I struggle out.

“Right!” He flips his clipboard, “Hmm.. oh right of course! It’s Olivia Irwin!” He looks at me and smiles innocently.

“Yep! Ok all good!” I say quickly. Like obviously I knew I was going to have to kiss someone like it’s Romeo and Juliet for gods sake! But Olivia?! She’s like the prettiest, most talented person ever! Well atleast in this school!

Now don’t get the wrong idea I definitely don’t have a crush on her! Like I don’t really have a type but I just can’t date or crush on someone who has seen me trip into like three paint buckets!

[gallifreyanconsultingphilosopher]

I was tagged by @gingersnappish a few days ago for a get to know you type of post! It sounded like fun, so I did it.

Here we go...

1. Three Ships: Kylux, Hardenshipping, Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler

2: First Ever Ship: Probably The Doctor/Rose Tyler? But the first ship I ever read fanfic for was L/Light (on Quizilla) but I didn't actively ship it; I was just a preteen watching anime and had just discovered fan content while doing a bunch of silly quizzes.

3: Last Song: Tom Sawyer by Rush

4: Last Film: I genuinely cannot remember, but I did watch all the TOS Star Trek films last year!

5: Currently Reading: An unexpurgated Lady Chatterley's Lover (D.H. Lawrence) and Star Trek: Doctor's Orders (Diane Duane)..... are on my dresser, but currently on hold. I keep forgetting they're there under a pillowcase I've been meaning to fix and a DVD set of Super Sentai I found brand new at a bargain store.

6: Currently Watching: Rewatching the original CSI. Not all of it, just a few seasons. I grew up watching it so it's partly for the nostalgia. The other part is...... I like GSR. The ship, that is. (I didn't think police were cool despite watching crime shows. I was way more interested in the science)

7: Currently Consuming: Turtles hot chocolate, made with milk and water.

8: Currently Craving: My mom's homemade greek salad.. Unless we're talking non-food things, than I'm craving actual November weather. Get this these double digit fall days away from me, I was made for the cold.

This is the part where I'm supposed to tag other people, but I'm instead going to invite any of my mutuals to do this if they want! It's a fun little thing to do.

[dianight]

It's very interesting to see others' perspectives when it comes to pvp, because my own "journey" has been pretty wild.

I used to play a lot of Quake live. For like ~5 years, during 2 of those 8+ hours almost everyday. School -> Quake -> sleep -> repeat 5 days a week, sometimes even on weekends. Eventually reduced the hours and the days; and the breaks where I would not play would get longer and longer. It happens.

Best way to put it, most players would embody might makes right. If player A is better than player B, player A is always right. Many times it was clear who was better, a few times there would be a 1v1 or perhaps a damage competition on team modes. There was a sort of hierarchy where pro players>>>>old q3 players>good players>everyone else.

Pure elitism, and I loved it. I was 15 (?) when I started playing, I got really really good and all these older dudes were impressed. Not like any big event changed how I thought, but over time I realized that way of measuring people is a bit fucked up. I enjoyed playing with many "lower skill" players not to stomp but because we got along. I actually tried to not be as much of an asshole as many others were. Banter and all that hypercompetitive attitude is way behind me now. What these days people call toxic, I suppose.

Later on I played starcraft 2. I had played brood war with my friends, I met a couple semi pros who were friends of a relative of a friend, they were way too good and we were kids who had no idea how to play anything other than big game hunters and turtle. Fun times.

When sc2 released, I played ladder very seriously (terran). Like watch replays and practice and test BOs and all that. My micro was terrible but I understood that what wins games is macro, so I abused mmm and learned how to play mid/late with mech. Learned a couple cheeses, tried a few ideas that were actually really good (blue flame hellion rush vZ was so cool) and played a lot.

The vibes of 1v1 in sc2 where way more honourable(?) compared to quake. GL&HF was literally automatic, to not type it meant that I was the worst kind of imbecile. Sure some people raged at me, but many others would GG into surrender or GG, compliment you and surrender. Very little hatemail, a lot of lovemail.

I was in university at the time, so way less time. After the diablo 3 fiasco, decided blizzard was done and there was no point in being so invested in sc2. Moved on, played other games, more multiplayer coop with friends. And dayz.

For years after I stopped playing dayz, I'd have dreams were it was a factor somehow. Maybe we were in cherno. Maybe there were firefights. Maybe zombies appear. Maybe just some running through woods. Maybe some walking through a road.

According to steam, I played dayz for ~240 hours. It feels like way more. Until then, no other game I'd played combined so many things. It was a survival game, a zombie game. But also a pvp game with other players. But sometimes you'd talk to people so no reason to fight. Also a base building game (with mods). A horror game too. A running simulator, as me and my friends put it.

I got many stories but that'd be too much of a tangent. Point being, I was used to pvp in a controlled enviroment. Maybe ffa, ctf or tdm, even duels in quake. Almost exclusively 1v1 on sc2. And then just open world pvp.

Thing is, I had played a few mmos before. Played metin2 with friends for a bit. Didn't like it much but it's the "playing with friends" part that matters. Tried wow for a bit. Didn't dislike it, but it was boring. The pvp part that I was promised was like, super bad. Back to the elitism of quake. Pve was somehow even worse.

This was around the time when mobas (I'll use this term, very incorrect) were getting massive. Tried dota2, was ok. Tried lol, it was like a kids version. Got a few friends to try dota with me. Good times.

It was around this time when I had some sort of epiphany. This was what "toxic" was. People raging, complaining, insulting each other. For no particular reason. It was somehow new to me. It's one thing to get antagonized because you beat someone in 1v1, or because they are upset you used some cheese, or because you were taunting them (guilty, I was young ok).

But this was a totally new level. I assume most people who've played these games understand.

This might seem exaggeration, or a straight up lie (I don't lie): in ~5000 hours over almost 10 years, I have only raged in 1 game of dota2. We were losing pretty badly and I kept doing my best, but my team could not follow up a single time. I was playing with a friend and I got very frustrated over voice call, but even then I would not think to shout at my teammates. A girl's gotta vent ok?

Anyways, things happen, and me and my friend stopped playing dota (nothing to do with that 1 game, just life). I stayed off pvp games completely, save for ds2/ds3 invasions. It's not pvp in my mind, more like trolling to have some laughs.

So once more, I love hearing/reading about other people's experiences because they are always so different. I find it really cool how others approach these things.

[laresearchette]

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[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

AWW MY LOVELY ARIII 💞 i’m incredibly sorry that this was so late, i had the fattest nap ever known to both man AND womankind (13 whole hours is WILD 🤯). whelp ig it’s just my sleep debt catching up on me :((( but tysm for checking up on me bby! i rly hope uve had a good day today. don’t forget to eat well, drink water nd get those full 8 hours of well deserved sleep!!

ahhh work was sm chiller than i expected yesterday. i work part time at mecca (australian equivalent for sephora) and there was not a single 12 year old sephora kid in sight! phewww 😮‍💨 i remember once, majority of my shift was spent cleaning the glow recipe aisle bc some 10 year old thought it was a good idea to spill the samples everywhere 😭 that was not fun hsjsjs

AND OMFG TOJI W SUNNIES 😻😻 the things i wld do to see toji in summer istg. ig i just have a thing for dilfs atp 🤷‍♀️ hahaha i doubt i cld fix him tho but iss okk 🥲 ALSO ALSO YOU AND SUGU WLD WORK SO WELL TOGETHER HSHSHSH. relationship goals right there!

uni bf sugu wld definitely have a tattoo or two asw as some piercings. no bc why do i feel like a helix piercing wld suit him SO WELL THO. like i genuinely believe sugu’s jewellery game wld be unbeatable. like i can see his piercings and all that (cs i picture him with more than one piercing iykwim) lookinf so aesthetically pleasing and HAJSJSJK. also the turtle necks are SO REALL. like he would 100% wear glasses whilst he’s in his dorms or maybe during campus asw. ++ i feel like he wld suit those reading glasses so well but he’d be the type to wear it occasionally and i can just imagine like most of his classmates like ‘wait you wear glasses!? 😮’ rahh we were robbed of a uni geto fs :(

also i saw how ur a lit major and can i just say that’s like the coolest thing ever what?? hsjsjsj lit majors seem so so cool omg. oddly specific question but dy guys have like a certain amount of time you spend reading a certain book?? if so, how long is it usually? ahh i’m sorry if that was a stupid question 😭 i read INCREDIBLY slow but i wanna get back into it yk. my reading slump’s been going on for far too long but idk which book to read to help me get out of said reading slump hshshsh. i’m still in awe that ur a lit major tho 🥹 like i hold utmost respect for all lit major students. i shldve guessed that u majored in lit/smth remotely to do with creative writing bcs your sugu drabble was written so BEAUTIFULLY AHHH. okok my words probably don’t do it any justice but it was just written so well to the point it was mind blowing yk? ahh i wish my brain worked like urs!! i 100% see sugu as that caring and doting bf who’d just be hyper aware of everything about you down to the smallest things ever. he’s just so sweet and so loveable istg 🥰🥰 i think about cult leader geto at least once everyday (roman empire much!) but i literally cannot emphasise how much i loved ur geto drabble omfg. the yearning was just 🤌🤌🤌 especially during that scene where mc brought up how sugu must’ve loved his bsf a lot, the change in his mannerisms were so subtle yet it was so evoking at the same time. like sure it was subtle, but it was enough for mc to k that she had hit a sore spot. also i just thought it was perfect in symbolising the strong bond sugu had w toru. like the mere mention of toru wld cause sugu to have like sm nostalgic memories rush back to him. HAKSJSJ thank u sm for gracing us w your drabble bby. im not even exaggerating when i say that it genuinely pulled my heartstrings HARD. hshshsh it was such an enjoyable read!

btw to answer ur question earlier, i’m currently pursuing my bachelor of biomedicine with a major in integrated dental sciences. i’m a stem girly thru and thru. idk australia has this funky thing where we specialise in our degrees almost instantly (i’m not too sure if it’s the same for other countries).

++ i was scrolling on pinterest earlier and i came across this

HELLO WHY CAN I LOWK PICTURE SUGU JUST MUNCHING ON HIS BAGUETTES IDK 😭 emily in paris who? i only know suguru geto in paris 😌

tysm for taking the time to read all this ari 💗 i appreciate you so so much. hope you’ve had a good day/night so far! mwah ilyyy <333

UKI MY DEAREST <3333 no need to apologize pls!! i’m so happy that you got a bunch of rest!!!!! :33 AND I’M SO GLAD WORK WAS CHILL TOO gosh the glow recipe thing…. 😭😭 u have my condolences. i’m proud of you for working so hard!! pls pat yourself on the back since i can’t 🫂🫂

DILF LOVERS UNITE BTW i’m soooo weak for toji…….. for all the jjk dilfs actually……… they’re just so good. toji w sunnies is gonna rot in my brain atp he would look so perfect 😵‍💫😵‍💫 ur brain is so big uki. AND EVERYTHING ABT COLLEGE BF SUGU PLS HAVE MERCY ON MY HEARTTTTT he makes me feel ill………… THE HELIX PIERCINGGGG YOU’RE SO RIGHT!!!! and him wearing glasses in his dorm….. i would simply Explode he’s sooooo bf it’s crazy :(((((

AAA AND YOU’RE A BIO MAJOR THAT’S SO COOL WHAT????? dental care too!!!!!! stem girlies have my heart and respect always always always 🙏🙏🙏 in my brain the stem girlies and liberal arts majors r holding hands :33 we respect u sm yknow!!! as for your question……. honestly i don’t rlly keep track of how long it takes me to read a certain book 😭😭 i think i usually work under the assumption that i read like. one page per minute?? ish??? but that also totally depends on the format…. so i can’t rlly give u a sure answer :’3 BUTTT pls never be discouraged to read a book just bc u read slow!! that’s normal!!!! reading becomes so much more enjoyable when you find a book that you enjoy and have fun reading, and at the point the time won’t matter bc you’ll be done before you know it!! aaa i’d love to give you some recs but i’d have to know more abt your taste 😭 a book i read recently that wasn’t toooo long + was written beautifully + made me cry LMAO is ”the travelling cat chronicles” by hiro arikawa!! if you like cats it’s def for you :33 usually when i find books to read i check a summary and some quotes just to get a feel for it, so that’s a good idea if you wanna find one that suits your taste!!

……. i hope that’s at least . a little bit helpful PHDKDBF i’m sorry uki 😭😭 i’m probably the least competent lit major when it comes to giving advice on reading BUT i’m cheering you on!!!! literature is sooooo genuinely wonderful when you aren’t being forced to read a book you don’t like for school lmao. and if you want recs my dms and inbox r always open for u!!! don’t hesitate to ask <333

aaaaaaaa but uki 🥺🥺🥺🥺 pls i cried you are SO unbelievably sweet ….. ur tags on the geto drabble made me feel so warm!!!!! and i’m just so giddy that u liked it!!!!! all ur words r so kind pls T—T i also love and adore cult leader geto…. i genuinely think he would be so soft and doting and sickeningly devoted to his beloved. he just loves them so much his heart completely overflows :(( our nostalgic sappy wife……….. he means the world to me

AND PLSSSS THE SUGU PIC 😭😭😭 he’s so sillyyyyyyy i love him sm <333 ty for that cute little treat hehe, i hope your day/night is going super well too!!! and tysm for taking the time to write this out, i love chatting w you <333 here are some other silly gojo images in return >:3 … the resemblance is uncanny i fear . our kitty cat of all time !!!

[silliott]

Turtles All The Way Down

Spoiler warning

I read this book a bit ago but I want to start “reviewing” the books I’ve been reading because I’ve gotten back into reading and I love to rant.

I had to read this book for my ‘Independent Novel’ for class, im 15 (my birthday was today actually!) and in 9th grade at a pretty hardcore school. I’m supposed to finish reading it by October 1st but I just got hooked and couldn’t stop, I already returned it to the library 😭.

The book is about a girl named Asa Holmes, but her friends call her Holmesy. She, though it is not directly stated, shows signs of OCD, intrusive thoughts etc. You follow her along as she struggles and attempts to deal with her problems as a 16 year old girl.

There is a missing person who was very rich, and holmsey knew/knows this person’s son named David Pickett. Her friend and Her really want to solve this mystery because there is a large sum of money for solving it.

This is where it gets kind of disappointing, the book had potential to not dabble into romance and all of that, since I am asexual and not necessarily into romance I’d prefer a non romantic focused book for a change but it’s John Green so I’ll allow it this once. While she is trying to solve the mystery of Davis’s father she falls in love with Davis. This was very frustrating to me, though it helped shine a light into the unseen difficulties people with OCD have to deal with when it comes to romance, I, again would enjoy a book NOT centered around romance. Davis ends up giving her a large sum of money to not uncover the mystery and she goes on with her life regularly; studying and hanging out with her best friend who writes Star Wars fan fiction. Well as regularly as she can, she constantly worries about bacteria and illnesses and recently she’s been getting more frequent intrusive thoughts that bother her and trigger her “thought spirals”

She gets into an argument with her friend over her selfishness and the way she constantly brings others down, how she is kind of a nuisance. While arguing they’re in the car and it gets so heated they crash. Holmsey is hospitalized but her friend ends up okay

They forgive each other and holmsey becomes content (or as content as she can) with her “issues”. She and David don’t last, he and his brother, now without parents, have to move away and Asa realizes she isn’t in the right place for a relationship anyway, as much as she wanted to kiss David it was just not going to work because it caused triggered her thought spirals to the point she drank hand sanitizer which caused serious liver damage.

I was disappointed with the ending of this book as it seems like it had the potential to be something it didn’t, the ending was not happy but that isn’t a bad thing, it was nice having a realistic ending but I wish there was more, it seemed lackluster and rushed

Even though some parts were disappointing I still really enjoyed the book and I read it VERY quickly, I would give this an overall 8/10 and I would re-experience this book for the first time if I could.

(I’m apologizing in advance because I am reviewing this book weeks after finishing it, I finished another book before this one but this is one I really did want to review. If I have some details wrong or there’s a detail I left out that you think I should add and share my opinions on please let me know, just don’t be rude about it! Tell me your opinions on this book if you want to, I would love it hear how others feel about this book as it is pretty popular)

[imagine4000]

Turtle Rush Part 8

Hi guys! Thanks for your support! Here’s the next chapter in ‘Turtle Rush’. Hope you like it. Stay safe, healthy, and in ghostly spirits!

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[New York, 8:35 pm...]

BLAAAAARRRREEE!!

“Move it, already!”

HONK—HONK~!

DING!

“Order up!”

“And so I was, like—and then, you know...”

As the city that never sleeps continues its nighttime entertainment, it’s oblivious to those who are about to change the course of everything.

“Is everyone in position?”

[East wing reporting, Jax. Meat-Sweats and I are on point. Skeet?]

[West wing, here. I’m with the abominable bear ready and waiting.]

[I’m Ghost-Bear, not a bomb!]

[I said a-bo-mi-na-ble, ya moron! Or do you have trouble hearing through that old rag you call a mask?]

[Come te atreves, cara de pezscado apestoso! (How dare you stinky fish face!)]

[Speak—not spit, you overgrown furball!]

[Here we go/Ridiculous...]

Jax groans while signing off his communicator. He then turns to Hypno.

“Did you memorize the incantation?”

“Fear not, my lad.”

The mutant gestures to the symbol drawn on the rooftop they stand in.

“This ritual you set up is quite impressive. And with the gemstone from that ferocious lion you snatched, it will enhance the spell’s energy force to spread over the entire city. Uh, speaking of which...don’t you think one of us should be guarding it? No doubt those presumptuous turtles will return.”

“I need you to assist me in casting the spell. Besides, Colton planted an electrocuted forcefield as an extra measure.”

Jax looks to the sky where the moon is nearly at its peak.

“Begin the ritual.”

“Right-o, boss. Oh, I can’t wait to tell Warren when he gets back from the newsreel convention.”

WHIIIIRRRR~

Hypno warps his magic as it transfers to the symbol, giving off an eerie afterglow. While their plan is in motion, another has already begun the moment they stepped foot on city grounds.

FWOOM~

KA-THUNK!

“How’s it going, guys? Talk to me.”

[Team-B, reporting, other April. We’re heading for the east point.]

[Dudes~ they’re glowing! Creepy glowing stuff is never good!]

[Calm down, shell-fer-brains. Team-C, here...we’re almost at the west wing.]

“Does everyone know the plan?”

[Stop the bad guys from finishing the spell.]

[And if that fails?]

[Stall long enough for the others to get here in time.]

“They’re already on their way. And so are we.”

April turns to Leo2k12 and Draxum, a.k.a., Team-A.

“Think you can break that barrier Drax?”

“Child’s play, O’Neil.”

“We’ll distract Jax while you do,” L2k12 advises.

“Then, let’s go bust some fishmen! Team April on the move!”

“Wait, that’s why you wanted us to be Team-A?”

FWIP!

All teams head for their targets, unaware that their friends have just arrived through an unusual exit from the Hidden City.

CREAK~

Dahlia looks around before looking back down.

“All clear.”

She gets out of the dumpster before the others climb up by a rope.

“Ugh...can’t exits look more like an exit?”

“Try getting spat out of a mystic book. Are the comms’ ready, Donato?”

“Just need to link to the others’ communication devices and...”

Beep!

“Got it!”

“Nice work, Don.”

“Wooooaaahh...”

Mikey2k12 gets their attention as they see the sky turn a different color, a beam of light connecting to the gemstone.

“They’re already halfway through the ritual.”

“Not for long. Let’s go smash those overgrown sardines.”

“Raging Red, you’re on the west wing. Michael, you take the east. Donato, you help Draxum take down the barrier. Get the gemstone, and the spell will break.”

“With these new mystic gloves Brutus and I built, it should withstand the high temperature levels of the firestone to retrieve with minimal damage.”

“Blue and I will head for the south where Jax is.”

“Not ‘Nardo’ anymore,” L2k3 jokes.

“Meh, it gets old fast,” Dahlia shrugs.

They put on their ear-comms and ready their weapons.

“We’ve got a city to save.”

“Michael...do the honors.”

“Booyakasha!”

FWOOM!

CLANG—CLANG!

“Hah! Is that the best ya got, frog boy?”

Skeet dodges Raph2k3’s attack.

“That’s ‘turtle’ ta you, ya overgrown shrimp!”

“Ya got that right!”

FWIP-FWIP-FWIP!

KICK/OOF!

A swift kick in the face sends Skeet stumbling as Raph2k12 swoops in.

“Did I miss the fun?”

“Nah, we’re just warming up. Right big guy?”

“Buddy~!”

GRIP/ACK!

Franken-Foot brings Raph2k12 into a bone-crushing hug.

“G-Good to see you too, buddy. But you know who else needs a hug?”

Pointing his thumb to Skeet, Franken-Foot laughs with glee.

“Hey, what the—AHH!"

CRUSH!

“G-Get off me, you stupid paperweight!”

Both Raph’s fist-bump as the giant origami squeezes him relentlessly.

“SURPISE~!”

SHAA!

R2k3 pulls his doppelganger in time before Ghostbear lands a punch.

“Coming atcha!”

CLANK/WHIRL!

M2k3 links his nunchucks with M2k12’s, swinging him over his shoulder.

“Wuaahhh!”

SMACK/URGH!

Colton runs right into Meat-Sweats, sending both crashing into a ventilator.

“Awesome entrance, lil’ me!”

“High-three!”

“Hey dudes,” Shelldon cuts ins, “hate to break up the celebration but...”

WHIRRR~

“Uhh/Aw, snap.”

Their faces pale when Colton brings out the big guns.

C-CLACK/WARP/CLANG/SHACK!

Literally.

“HIT THE DIRT!”

⚡PHEEEEWWW!

UWAA/DAHH/AAHHH!

💥KABOOM!💥

At the center of it all, both Donnie’s and Draxum work on disabling the barrier.

“This thing is like ‘Fort Knox’ tight,” D2k12 grunts.

“Any invention could have a technicality with just one slipup,” D2k3 advises, “there has to be a vulnerable point in the—"

“Ahem.”

Coughing, Draxum snaps them out of their calculating process.

“Does that count?”

Pointing his thumb, they see the oval-shaped plaque lodged in one of the rails.

“Give us a boost.”

Draxum uses his chlorokinesis to summon a vine and lifts the Donnie’s up. Reaching the plaque, Donnie2k3 uses a screwdriver to unlatch the top. However, it reveals an empty black screen. No buttons, no wires, no nothing.

“...That’s it?!”

“A high-tech security system I’ve ever seen...but what triggers the discharge?”

“Well, we can’t press any codes.”

“Voice activation?

“Fingerprints?”

That’s when the answer stares straight at them. By a mere reflection.

“(Unison)Face recognition!”

“Mikey! Mikey—come in!”

[Little busy, D!]

SLICE—SLASH!

M2k3 ducks Colton’s laser sword while M2k12 hangs on to Shelldon as Meat-Sweats chases them.

[Listen. You need to get Colton to us.]

“And that’s a good thing—why?”

SLICE!

M2k3 goes stiff as a board, nearly escaping the retractable chainsaw in front of him.

[The barrier is facial recognition. We need Colton to disengage it.]

“How are we supposed to get him up there,” Mikey2k12 exclaims, frantically.

[Just do what you do best.]

“Eat a dozen pizzas in five minutes?”

“Skate on top of the Brooklyn Bridge?”

[Annoy the shell out of everyone!]

“Now—that—we’re the experts on!”

“Let’s do this, brah!”

WHAM!

“Urgh!”

RATTLE!

“I gotcha Leon!”

April swerves left and swung her baseball bat sideways.

CLUNK!

“Oh no.”

TOSS/WOAH!

“April!”

WHIP!

“Ngh!”

Leo2k12 and April get caught in Jax’s dreadlock tentacles.

“My associates and I made it this far.”

WHIRL—BLAM!

He slams them onto a water tower. No swords or bats can cut, bruise, or even make a dent on the indestructible hairs.

“I’m not going to let a bunch of kids get in our way.”

“Wanna bet!”

💥KAPOW!

Out of nowhere, Dahlia and L2k3 barge in, riding on the muscle-version of Fable as he swats Jax like a mosquito. Free from the entanglement, L2k12 and April run to their friends.

“You made it!”

“How are you feeling Dahlia?”

“Better than ever. Now we just n—"

“Look out!”

BLAM!

Jax jabs two of his impenetrable dreadlocks towards them.

“April! Leon! You got Hypno!”

“Gotcha, girl!”

FWOOM!

L2k3 lunges towards Jax.

“Haven’t you learned your lesson back in the forest?”

“I did!”

⚔SLASH!

WARP!

The terrapin leader shocks his enemy as he disappears into a portal.

WARP!

KER-BLAM!

Then reappearing from behind.

SLIDE!

Jax tumbles, but gets back on his feet, facing L2k3 with the o-dachi in hand.

TWIRL~

A low toss of the weapon forces Jax to jump sideways.

CLANG!

Right when Dahlia grabs the blade and swings.

WARP/FZZT/SHACK!

SHOOM!

Three portals open as metal pillars fly out.

CLANG/URGH!

WARP!

Jax gets pushed into another portal, before getting pinned on the ground below. Dahlia and L2k3 high-five/three. April and L2k12 hoot to them after binding Hypno’s hands and legs together.  

“Nice moves, guys!”

“Got a few pointers from her.”

“Naturally. Considering you’re the one who got us into that mess.”

“Fair enough.”

[Ringtone]

“C-hello~.”

[Yo, Dahlia! Get a load of this!]

On facetime, Shelldon points the camera where both Mikey’s are performing a comical fight.

[C’mon, piggy, piggy! Try and catch me!]

[Hold still so I can dice you!]

[Keep dreaming, potbelly porkchop!]

[I fought an overgrown sushi that moves faster than you, fishpaste!]

[That’s Colton to you!]

[At least he had a cooler villain name!]

[Why you—]

WHACK!

The four cringes but chuckle when Meat-Sweats swings his tenderizer hammer at Colton instead.

[Got him/Aw, yeah!]

“Nice job, wild cards.”

[Gotta make a delivery run! Later girl!]

Beep!

“We better get a move on, too.”

RUMBLE!

Suddenly, the sound of thunder roars in the skies.

⚡CRACKLE!⚡

A flash of lightning strikes the gem.

SHOO—SHOO—SHOO!

Three beams of light shine onto each symbol they stand in.

SHAAA~

The civilians look up, witnessing the glowing green fog that fills the night.

SHAA—SHAA!

That’s when things take a turn for the worse. The particles of the fog fly around like balls of fire.

WARP/AHH/WARP/GASP/WARP!

Like spirits, they possess the bodies, causing them to scream uncontrollably.

“Nice try, kids.”

Jax climbs up, dusting himself off before freeing Hypno.

SHATTER!

The teens watch as people break into shops stealing items, destroying property, and even fighting each other.

“What’s happening?”

“They’re going berserk.”

“The Subpoena of Madness.”

SHAA!

Dahlia disappears then reappears in front of Jax, grasping the hem of his coat.  

“How did you get that spell?!”

“When you travel from one dimension to another, you find secrets in many strange places.”

WARP!

“Hey/Dahhh!”

WARP!

“Gasp/Woah!”

Using his magic, Hypno traps April and the turtles in bubbles, floating midair.

“That spell is too much for amateurs to handle,” Dahlia warns.

“Why do you think I brought the hippo?”

“You don’t understand! The more the fog spreads, it won’t be long till—”

SHAA!

“Gasp!”

WHOOSH!

“Dahlia/Mr. Jax!”

That’s when they’re hit by the green mist, pulling them apart.

“Dahh/Urk/Ahh!”

The same happens to the sea creatures and mutants, and the others are free from their magic prison.

Dahlia stumbles to get up.

“D-Draxum...find them.”

“You’ve been infected. I have to—”

“There’s no time! Mayhem!”

“Wait—no!”

SWOOSH!

The mystic yokai portals him and Draxum to who knows where.

BA-DUMP!

“Ack...u-urgh...”

But then, a surge of energy stirs in Dahlia. Her heart races, hands tremble, flashes of colors disorienting her vision.

SCHULP/SHOOM!

“GYYAAAHHH!!”

BAM/CLATTER/CRUMBLE!

All of a sudden, her powers burst like wild fire, lashing out at everything.

“Dahlia, stop!”

“April, what’s wrong with her?!”

“She told me about this spell. This doesn’t just bring chaos and destruction; it turns you into the worst version of yourself. She must be having one of her past episodes as a kid when she couldn’t control her powers.”

“Snap out of it, Dahlia!”

“You’re gonna hurt yerself, kid!”

“Wait—what’s she doing?”

Despite the struggles, Dahlia raises her arm up, with a vine of her powers forming behind her.

“Don’t—”

THWACK!

The back of her neck is struck, and she falls face-down. Her powers slowly diffuse.

“Dude! I-Is she—”

“It’s okay, Mikey, she knocked herself out on purpose. Now we can—"

ROAR/SCREECH/RAAA!

The villains cut them off, but they aren’t in the right mind. behaving like savages. 

“Aw, snap—I forgot about them!”

“Any ideas?!”

“Yeah...RUUNNN!”

CRASH!

“Grab her!”

WHIRL—WHIRL!

By April’s orders, Frankenfoot extends his arm and carries Dahlia.

“Get ready to jump!”

“From here?!”

“We don’t have a choice!”

RUMBLE!

“Now!”

SCREEEEEECCCHH!

“AAHHHH~!!”

They plunge over the edge.

🚨BLAARRREE!!

KA-THUNK!

Suddenly, they’re spotted by a giant vehicle riding its way in.

“Huh/Gasp/Woah!”

RATTLE!

“Dahh/Ahh!”

A chain lasso and pulls everyone into the metal behemoth.

THUMP!

The turtles groan in pain while April quickly stands up.

“About time you guys.”

“C’mon, April, y’know we like to make a grand entrance.”

Both dimensional versions gawk at their third doppelgangers.

“What do you know,” L2k18 smirks, “even in other worlds, I still got my ruggish good looks.”

“Dude...”

“Yeah, no kiddin’.”

“Woah~ cool!”

M2k12 circles R2k18, awestruck. Though not aloud, R2k12 felt a little envious and intimated by his other self’s stature.

“He’s twice as big and buff as you are, bro! I bet he benches a truck, yo!”

“Ehehe...you’re still the same ‘Mikey’ alright.”

R2k18 awkwardly pats the smaller Mikey’s head. Meanwhile, D2k3 and D2k12 marvel at the interior tech installed.

“This is magnificent.” 

“It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“The old Turtle Tank has its charm,” L2k18 comments.

“Look, D’, this Donnie’s got a gap like mine. We’re twinsies!”

KA-SHACK!

M2k18 takes a snapshot of him and D2k12.

“Um, if you’re done, we need to—”

“Omi-gosh—Dahlia!?”

“Who?! Where is she?! Out of the way!”

D2k18 pushes past everyone and gasps Dahlia in Franken-Foot’s arms. From the way his face drops, his brothers have a bad feeling about this.

C-Click!

“Uhh, Donnie...?”

“What are—"

SHACK/FLARE/VRRR/CLANG!

“Woah, woah—easy Don!”

R2k18 shields everyone when his brother activates the lethal protocol on his tech-bo.

“Alright, fess up! Which one of you posers got her into this mess?!”

“Woah~ this Donnie’s got issues.”

“You’re first, mister know-it-all!”

“Dahh, not the face!” 

“Will you relax,” April huffs, “she got hit by that mystic fog and lost control.”

D2k18 narrows his eyes as he disengages his staff before giving them a stern warning. He then turns to Franken-Foot and grabs Dahlia. The shift makes her grumble before her eyes open.

“Dahlia...‘Lia, it’s me...”

Staring back, her eyes widen in shock.

“Don...”

“Thank Galileo. You okay?”

“I...I think so.”

“Good.”

GRIP!

“BECAUSE YOU GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK!!”

D2k18 shakes her shoulder then paces around the tank.

“First getting lost in the middle of the woods, followed by the engine’s explosion, marooning us, then—”

As he rants like a madman, Dahlia hears someone clear their throat and looks to D2k12. He bobs his head over to his frantic opposite, and she catches on to his message of encouragement.

“—not to mention the constant jibber jabber of your dumb-dumb brothers doing their dumb-dumb stuff when they’re supposed to be—"

GLOMP!

D2k18 is cut off when Dahlia tackles him with her arms around his neck to pull him down.

💜💋SMOOCH~💋💜

Everyone reacts differently as they witness the romantic kiss scene. Knowing things have calmed down, Dahlia leans back, giggling at D2k18 who’s over the moon.

“I missed you too, Donnie.”

A genuine smile appears as D2k18 holds her by the waist, bringing them closer.

“Aww~...I knew this moment would come.”

“Finally! This secret was getting on my nerves. Y’know he was actually gonna ask y—mph!”

D2k18’s spider shell extends one arm to cover his obnoxious twin’s blabbering mouth.

“Ahem!”

From the driver’s seat, Draxum and Splinter give a smug look their way.

“Uh~ dad, I...we were just, um...”

“What took you so long? I was beginning to think purple would never stop rambling on about you, even in his sleep.” 

“Dad!/Hehe...”

“So~ what now,” M2k3 asks, “we got a whole city full of people going loco.”

“We just need to recapture Colton,” L2k12 advises, “so we can take down the barrier and grab the stone.”  

“And just how are we gonna do that,” R2k3 argues, “in case ya hadn’t noticed, we got our shells kicked. Again.”

“Man, we’re really off our game.” 

“We’ll need more firepower.”

“But who can we get on short notice?”

“I think it’s time to execute Plan N.”

“Ohhh boy.”

“Not Plan N!”

“You promised you wouldn’t unless it was an emergency!”

“And this doesn’t count?”

“What’s Plan N?”

SCREECH!

Everyone yelps when the tank comes to a halt.

“Augh—a little warning next time, Drax.”

“Why’d you stop?”

“We have company.”

They walk over to the wide pan windshield, the headlights shining on the stranger.

“Who...is that?”

“It can’t be...”

“Something wrong?”

But to Dahlia and Donnie, they’re all too familiar.

“...Artio?”

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TO BE CONTINUED...

[xtrafluffyteddy]

They don’t deserve you

pairing: Eddie munson x reader, Steve harrington x reader, Billy Hargrove x reader

Mentions: depression, getting stood up, happy ending and comfort though

This is part of the house for wayward souls series

This is inspired by my boyfriend who stood me up on our nine month anniversary which is today.

You looked yourself over in the large mirror as you got ready for your anniversary date with your boyfriend, Motley Crue’s kickstart my heart playing over your small radio, “hey!” You call to the boys as you look at two dresses on your bed. They all rush in stumbling over each other “what’s up?” Billy asks first. “Which dress looks prettier the black one with the turtle neck or the red one with the sweetheart neckline?“ you look at all of them gauging their faces “I say neither and you stay home with us watching horror movies” Eddie replies toying with something he found on your dresser “yeah babe the guy your with is a total tool” Steve follows as he sits on your bed careful of your dresses. “He’s not a tool, he’s nice maybe y’all just caught him on a bad day” you huff as you look between both dresses “fine fine whatever” Billy answers waving his hand “but go with the black one with those black boots you bought” Billy digs through your closet grabbing said boots. “Thanks boys now get out so I can changed” you usher them all out of your room so you can finish getting ready.

When you come out all the boys are sitting on the couch in the living room watching some dumb movie that had come on “hey how do I look” they all turn to you with varying reactions, Billy looks wide eyed, Steve is blushing, and Eddie is just mouth agape. “I’ll take that as a good?” You laugh softly as you grab your purse “I’ll be back at 9 enjoy your horror movie marathon” you ruffle each of their hairs and make your eyes out to your black Cadillac, shout at the devil immediately blaring from its speaker “bye boys be good” you pull out do the drive away speeding towards Enzo’s.

You sit and wait at the reserved table eating a few breadsticks as you wait for your boyfriend to arrive, you look at the clock that read 8:30 you got there at 7:30. You let out a small sigh deciding to give him more time trying to reason with yourself that maybe there’s just traffic or something happened or maybe he was just late but as 8:30 became 9:00 then 9:30 then 10:00 your heart dropped into your stomach knowing he really had just stood you up on your 9 month anniversary. You sniff paying for the two bottles of wine you had requested and tipped the waiter well and maybe the shameful walk out to your car.

When you pulled up to your house all you wanted to do was just crawl into bed and sleep for days feeling embarrassed and hurt and not wanting to what I told you sos from the boys when you walked in. You got out of your car and made what felt like a long trek to the door unlocking it, when you got in you just took off your shoes and tossed your purse on the table ignoring the boys questions on “how’d it go” and “your back late” you close your room door behind you and just crawl into bed not bothering to take off your dress or wipe off the small amount of make up you had on.

“Sweetheart” you heard Eddie say from outside the door “what happened?“ Steve continued “talk to us” Billy finished as they all stood outside the door worried at your lack of response. They all three look at each other before entering the room taking in the pitiful sight of you curled up under your blanket tears streaking your cheeks “he stood me up” you mumble almost inaudibly “what was that?” Steve questioned making his way towards you like you were a skittish animal about to take off “he stood me up” you said a bit louder voice cracking.

“Oh sweetheart” Eddie frowned as he crawled into your bed rubbing your back “he didn’t even call and explain why?” Billy questioned taking a seat at the end of your bed frown growing on his face “nope” you sniff squeezing your eyes shut “you guys were right he was a tool…but at least he was nice to me” your voice cracks as you try not to start crying again “honey just because he’s nice to you doesn’t make him a good boyfriend” Billy says patting your leg “yeah he could be the nicest dude in the world and still be a douche” Steve whispers petting your head. You just nod to tired to say anything else.

“Cmon honey let’s get you in pajamas we aren’t just gonna let you mope around here because of some douche bag who doesn’t even deserve you” Billy helps you up as Eddie gets up to look through your closet pulling out your favorite pajamas that was just a tshirt with hair dye and bleach stains all over it “why don’t we go watch those scary movies we were talking about hm?” Steve lead you to the living room as soon as you got dressed. All you can is nod still hung up on the fact you got stood up. They all lead you to the living room helping you sit down while Eddie went to grab the blankets, Steve went to grab the vhs tapes, and Billy went to grab some snacks and drinks. “So we rented a new movie called child’s play” Steve wiggles said vhs tape with a small smile “it’s about some fucked up doll atleast that’s what I heard” he quickly puts it in the tv before getting comfortable on your left side, “scooch sweetheart” Eddie asks as he makes himself comfy on your right side, Billy took the last place left which was laying back against your legs your hands unconsciously going to play with his blonde locks a frown still on your face. “Don’t let it get to you babe” Steve reassures squeezing you close as he presses play on the remote.

Halfway through the movie you had made yourself more comfortable laying your head against Eddie’s shoulder wrapped up in a blanket, when there was a knock on the door startling you “I’ll go see who it is” Billy got up and made his way to the door opening it to see your tool of an ex boyfriend standing there “what do you want” he asks leaning against the door frame “is she here?” The ex questions trying to look past Billy “why do you ask?” Billy grunts out arms crossing over his chest as he feels his blood boil “I just wanted to say I’m sorry to her but she should’ve just called me instead of leaving the restaurant it made me look like an idiot when I showed up to her not there” now Billy was pissed he grabbed the ex by the shirt “oh fuck no you had her waiting for 4 hours for your pathetic ass to show up get the fuck off my property and if I see you around her or here again ill make sure you never see the light of day” Billy threatens pushing the ex onto the sidewalk “now get lost you fucking tool” and with that he slams the door calming down when you sleepily call “who was that Billy” “no one honey just some door to door salesman or somethin” he takes his seat back against your legs enjoying your fingers playing with his hair.