#competition shenanigans

[tblsomedoodles]

They're trying lol : )

I did get to draw something for MIF's @tmntseparatedaucompetition polls after all! (found here) you should vote! : )

[periswirl]

@brieflyimpossiblecreation Fun! I did end up going with a more human but to the left character design to fit in better with my idea of where they were in cannon. Part two

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To say that things had gone terribly would be an understatement. The Ghost Investigation Ward had tried out their latest Weapon of Mass Destruction™️ meant to tear a hole open into the Infinite Realms so they could send in a different WoMD™️ (they clearly hadn't taken the Fenton's refusal to give them access to their portal well)

Fortunately for Team Phantom the Weapon didn't actually open a hole into the Infinite Realms.

Unfortunately for Team Phantom it did open a interdimensional portal to somewhere. And because Danny seemed to be lucks favorite punching bag he was sucked into said portal. Naturally Sam and Tucker were pulled in as well, because they were Ride or Die definitely not because they had been too close to get away in time; really.

While Danny's luck was bad Sam and Tucker had relatively decent luck which seemed to help cancel it out giving them the advantage of falling into a cornfield; a blow Sam was able to soften with usage of her power courtesy of being an exemplary host for Undergrowth.

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A man waded through piles of snapped corn stalks. He'd been on his early morning rounds when the crash had sounded in the early morning quiet.

As he came upon the crash site he noticed three small bodies, small compared to those he interacted with in the daily to be exact. Three teenagers stared back at him. All three had eyes so bright they were almost neon and slightly pointed ears. The one who's skin was tinted a blue color appeared to have fangs. The one with the neon violet eyes and hair so dark it seemed to suck the shadows into was looking at the corn that leaned towards her like sunflowers to the sun. The last, who smelled of a hot desert day and had breath thag sounded like radio static opened his mouth but the man spoke before he had the chance.

"Martha! Get the guest rooms ready. It happened again!"

[spitvana]

Secret Santa gift for Novi in the Zosan Discord 💖

[callmehere-iwillappear]

a wild cmh leo, uh… doesn't appear! he leaves a sticky note on your contestant's forehead reading 'good luck in the competition!'

(propaganda-ish for @tmntaucompetition (aka cmh is not in the comp he just wanted to cause chaos)! i physically cannot send asks to every competitor so if you wanted one and didn't get one: here)

[dandylovesturtles]

we aren't allowed to tie with 2AL/SLAU :c but here's some propaganda anyway. I'm super busy with RL stuff and I don't have time for a lot so sorry this is kinda short haha

as always Firefight is owned by @remedyturtles, 2AL is owned by @intotheelliwoods, and SLAU is owned by @separatedleoau/@dianagj-art

@tmntaucompetition

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"Geez, what happened to them?" asks one of their opponents the moment they get there.

And Leo can understand the question. The other Leo has finally come out of his shell, and the picture is not pretty. Since he poked his head out, he and the other Donnie have been impossible to pry apart, and they haven't tried. Leo's old transport chair isn't big enough for two, but they're crammed into it anyway, letting Raph wheel them around. He just seems content to be useful.

"The Krang," says Donnie flatly, when the other two offer absolutely no answer for that. They aren't really paying attention, but the other Donnie must have filled his in on the situation at some point. He keeps calling them "Leo Beta and Donnie Beta" like some kind of nerd.

"Oh," says the older Leo sympathetically. "Do you think... I can talk to them?"

"Knock yourself out," Leo says, and the older Leo nods and approaches the two in the wheelchair, kneeling to talk to them in a low voice. Leo decides not to listen in.

"Hey," says the other Leo his age, the one with only one arm, "didn't we meet before?"

Recognition dawns. "Oh yeah, we did! Right back at the start."

The one-armed Leo grins wide. "Cool! Well, you can call me Poptart, I guess. That one's Sprout," he indicates the older Leo, "and this guy is One." He tosses his arm around One at the introduction, and One wrinkles his snout but doesn't pull away.

"Man, this sucks," he says. "I was hoping for a real challenge this time."

Leo tenses. "Uh, what's that supposed to mean?"

"Isn't it obvious what it means?" One gestures at the twins in the wheelchair. "Those guys are half-dead, and you're-" He stops short, glancing at Poptart.

Leo can feel the preemptive rage rolling of Donnie, but he wheels his chair forward a bit before he can say anything. "I'm what?"

"You were probably trained to fight by that rat too, that's all," One goes with, looking irritated by the whole exchange.

"Heh. You don't look tough." Leo grins wide. "I could beat you sitting down."

(Beside him, Donnie's rage gives way to irritation.)

This gets One's hackles up. "Okay, fine. We'll show you guys!" He turns to leave. "Come on, Poptart, let's go talk strategy."

"No way!" Poptart doesn't make a move. "I want to stay and hang out! We can talk before the match."

"Don't fraternize with the enemy!"

"You're being so dramatic," says Poptart, and without missing a beat he slings his arm around One's shoulder's again, pulling him into a hug that's more of a headlock. One makes a series of furious noises, sounding remarkably like an angry cat, but can't dislodge himself, and Poptart manages to drag him over to join the group.

"Come on! Let's find a spot to sit!"

"These two could do with some more hydration too, I think," said Sprout, standing up and taking Raph's place behind the wheelchair.

"Great!" says Poptart. "Let's visit the snack bar!"

"Sounds great to me!" Leo sings, falling in beside Poptart. He can't help but snicker at the struggling One. "But, uh, is he gonna be okay?"

"Oh, he'll be fine once he gets a snack."

"No!? Don't eat with the enemy!" yells One.

"He's just a little grumpy," Poptart adds, giving him a pout.

"Heh, well, we can fix that!"

"Stop! Let me go! Auuuugh!"

[cartoonhostage]

The TSISR crew are NOT beating the "we live in the worst timeline" allegations </3 Good luck to everyone in the @tmntaucompetition!

Transcript under the cut👇

(What's TSISR? Info for The Sky Is Still Red AU is in my pinned post!)

Donnie: An alternate universe competition? I knew it...

Leo: Woah, we were submitted?

Raph: Doesn't look like we qualified...

Mikey: Ohmigosh!

Raph: Fact we didn't get in makes me nervous. What if we-

Mikey: Oh, chill, our world can't be that bad

Sensei: Don't... Don't go in there.

[glasg3ist]

Neil one day very excitedly coming up to the foxes talking about a fun game he discovered just to show them the no internet T-Rex game and everyone consequently dies a little on the inside

[rabbitsonthemoon]

Reasons Mephiles is The Villain of Villains:

Deep and deranged evil laugh

Bibbety hoppity your shadow is now my property

Walks on in-built stilettos and owns it

Shh, don't point out how convoluted his evil schemes are. He doesn't take kindly to criticism.

Could fit in your pocket

Blue fire = portable marshmallow roasting

Murdered Sonic once

Comes with atmospheric sound effects

Infinite cloning glitch

if you bop his quills you can play him like a triangle (musical instrument)

Easily entertained (suffering)

Too old for time out (Scepter of Darkness)

Committed identity theft

Nobody knows what the fuck he is. He doesn't know what the fuck he is, he's just here to ruin everyone's day, forever. /eldritch abomination

[xbomboi]

no, no, really. i’ve got the rough outline written for an eah arc that deals with classism but it’s disguised as a RIVAL-SCHOOL TOURNAMENT ARC, BABYYYY!! 😛😛😛

EVER AFTER HIGH V.S. NEVER AFTER HIGH 💥💥💥💥💥💥🦅🦅🦅

[sepia-stained-sunset]

Damian would be the best at games like Clue, Duke could kick everyone's asses at Battleship and Jason would be the reigning champion at Monopoly.

Tim would, inexplicably, always win at Uno, despite it being fairly luck based. It's almost unreal.

The only way the family can temper this is by forcing him to team up with Bruce, who's terrible luck dilutes it a little bit.

[which-qsmp-egg-would]

I just realised I could/should kick off the playdate shenanigans. I have an idea for a start too....

For the sake of giving creative freedom, I'll say that all of our eggs are shapeshifters, yeah? Unless otherwise specified? So you all can do whatever, egg, human, dragon, something between, as long as you're respecting everyone else's babies.

[tblsomedoodles]

Imaginary friends are ready to race lol : )

Round two of the @tmntseparatedaucompetition is on and the MIF boys are racing in it : ) (you should vote!)

[thatonebirdwrites]

Competition

Korra: *sitting next to Asami and trailing her fingers along Asami's pant leg* So... what is with you and competition anyway?

Asami: *looks up from her book and narrows her eyes* Why do you ask?

Korra: I mean, not everything's a competition right?

Asami: Yes. That is true.

Korra: So then sometimes we can just end in a draw, right?

Asami: Oh, I see. You're a sore loser.

Korra: Am not!

Asami: *turns page of book and smiles* My point exactly.

Korra: *opens her mouth then shuts it in confusion*

Asami: And I win again.

Korra: Argh! You... you frustrating and adorable engineer!

[sherbetstudios]

i don’t do a lot with my boys but they’re showing up at the @tmntaucompetition again this year!

(I’m aware this is poorly made please spare me)

[seralyra]

The redstoners of the server continuing to simp for Scar even with the war going on is just the funniest thing. Scar is a redstoner magnet at this point.

My gosh I never thought I'd see a jealous Impulse. But I'm very happy I did.

Immaculate Disney talk, too, as always.

[andydrysdalerogers]

Cross-Checked ~ Chapter Ten

Andy Barber x OFC Leighton "Leia" Andrews

Summary:

Andy Barber is having the best year of his life. His game is on point. It’s gets to play with his best friend and his fiancé just... dumped him?!. 

Reeling from a sudden change in status, Andy decides it’s time to just focus on hockey. Until his best friend's sister comes out with news that rock the entire organizations world., 

Andy has always carried a torch for the untouchable Leighton but in her hour of need, is now the time to shoot and score or risk getting cross - checked again? 

Warnings: Cheating (but not by the MCs); slow burn; friends to lovers eventually; SMUT!; pregnancy; jealousy; handsome goalies, evil exes...

A/N: The tag list is open!

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Previous: Chapter Nine ~ It's Complicated ~ Jeremy/Leia

Series Masterlist // Main Masterlist

Chapter Ten ~ He Had It Coming ~ Andy

Andy 

Sitting at home alone was now just pathetic.  

I missed Leia so much. My words hurt her, hurt her so badly that I could see it the moment it happened. I had never spoken to her like that ever. The look on her face will haunt me forever. Why? Why would I talk to her like that? I know that Swayman is making her happy and I should want that for her. But he’s also not a good guy and I just didn’t want to see her get hurt.  

But now she’s not speaking to me, and I only see her in glances at practice or during a game. She’s been avoiding me as much as possible, though I don’t blame her. Luke has been pestering me about why she’s been in a mood but fuck that. I’m not telling him.  He would literally kill me for making his sister cry.  

So now I find myself alone in the big, Leia-less house, wishing I had done things differently. I miss my best friend.  I had just shut off all the lights and was heading for my room when there was a knock at the door. God, I hope it wasn’t Luke.  If he was having trouble with Miranda, I don’t know what my reaction would be. I groan and head back down the stairs. I don’t check out the window and just open the door.  

But I’m surprised to what I found.  

“Hi.”  

The most beautiful sight is in front of me. Leia. “Princess? You lose your key?” 

She’s playing with her fingers. Oh shit. That is her tell. “No,” she says quietly. “But I didn’t want to just walk in when I have been such a brat with you. I’m sorry.”  

I watch the tears fill her eyes and her bottom lip quiver. “Leia, I’m the one who should be sorry.” I pull her into my arms, and she begins to cry. “Princess, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that. I should have been your best friend and supported you and I’m just... sorry.”  

I walked us into the house, and I sat her down on the couch. She hiccups a little and I go grab her a water. “Thanks,” she whispers. I can see that she’s been upset for a while.  

“Leia, are you ok?” 

She shakes her head. “No. Just a lot of things, I guess.” She drops a hand to her belly and that’s when I noticed. She’s showing.  

“I’m sorry sweetheart.”  

A flash of heartbreak crossed her beautiful eyes. “Don’t call me that. Just call me Princess, ok?” 

“Ok.  So, my Princess has her belly now, huh?” I smile as I reach out my hand, wanting to distract her. “May I?” 

She gives a small smile.  “Yeah. I don’t feel them yet, but it feels weird.”  

I touch her belly with reverence. She's growing a life in there and soon, we’ll know what it is. “Hello, little one.” I sit there, hoping to feel something but all I feel is a tremble. I look up to see tears streaming down my Leia’s face. “Leia?” 

“He told me he would be there. That he cared.” She took a shuddering breath. “Umm... Jeremy and I are no longer seeing each other.  Apparently, I was wrong that he wanted a relationship with me.” The last words came out in a sob as she leaned forward into my chest. “He slept with someone else and told me that he couldn’t be a father and that I was ruining his reputation. I wasn’t worth it,” she cries, and I held her tight to me.  

I am raging. I am seeing red. I knew this fucker would hurt her and yet, he did so much worst.  

He broke her. 

I rock her as she cries, running my hands over her back and just letting her cry. I’m dreaming of the different ways I will be detaching Swayman’s head from his body. He knew the risks of seeing Leia and he was still his cocky asshole self in the end. As I feel her calm, I press my lips to her head. “I’ve got you Princess, I’ve always got you.”  

“Why won’t they love me, Andy? What did I do for them to hate me?” She thinks it's her. That the choices of these douchebags not choosing her at the end is her fault.  

“They don’t see the best parts of you, Leia. If they don’t see it, they don’t deserve you. You are a strong, independent, kick-ass social media manger, businesswoman, sister, daughter and friend.  And one day, someone will see all of it and not be stupid and make you theirs.” I cup her cheek, so she looks at me. “You deserve to be treated like a queen. Don’t settle for less.”  

A small smile graces her beautiful lips. “Thank you, Andy.” She wiped her cheeks. “I’m going to concentrate on my baby and my business. I don’t need a man to do those things. I just need you and Luke and Stella and Miranda and I don’t need anyone else.”  

I gave her a smile, even though it hurt a little. She still needed me but not as a lover. But it’s ok, because as long as I have her in my life, I don’t need anything else.  “C’mon, Warrior Princess, let’s get a snack and then its bedtime.” I got up and gave her my hand.  

“Can you stay with me until I fall asleep?” She turned those big green eyes on me, and I’m doomed.  

“Anytime you want Princess.”  

She’s back and she’s talking to me again. It's a win. I’ll take it and tomorrow I’ll deal with the raging heat that’s simmering below.  

Leia woke up and made breakfast and it's like she never left.  She’s quiet but not as despondent as she was last night. “You ok, Princess?” 

“No, but I will be,” she said as she speared a piece of fruit.  

I sighed.  “You have an appointment coming up. Is it an ultrasound? Do you still want me to go?” 

This perks her up a bit. “Yeah, they might be able to tell what the baby is.”  

“Have a preference?” I took a sip of coffee with a smile.  I loved her excitement when it came to the baby.  

“No, healthy is good.  I just want to plan the room and names and stuff.” She looked down at her phone and let out a soft curse. “I’m sorry Andy, I totally forgot I have a meeting with a potential new client. It's a finance company, so new challenge.” 

“Go, I’ll clean up here. I have practice and a meeting with my agent but after, wanna grab a late lunch?” 

“Sure!” She ran out of the room and up the stairs. 

I grimaced but was happy she wouldn’t be at practice. I had a goalie to confront.  

As team captain, I have to set an example to the rest of the team. I fight for them on the ice with the refs and I am their shoulder to lean on off the ice. I take this very seriously. I will protect all of my team, from the players, to the trainers and our support staff.  I want to be that person my team relies on.  

Today, however, I think I might become the one they fear.  

I had told Coach that I was running late because of an appointment with Leia. I needed to take a moment to remind myself that murder is bad. But blowing up Swayman’s world would be a nice consolation prize.  

Everyone was already on the ice, shooting the breeze while Coach got prepared.  I stretched and dressed. Luke was waiting for me at the end of the hallway. “Everything good, bro?” 

“Everything is fine,” I growl out.  I grabbed my twig and start skating around.  Luke pulls up next to me.  

“Andy, what is it?” I keep skating, not wanting to lose it on my best friend. He’s going to be pissed. I keep my head down just as I pass the net when I hear, “yeah, she was banging.”  

Swayman. 

I come to a complete stop and look at him.  “Who was banging?” 

Jeremy has a flash of uncertainty cross in his eyes before he smiles again.  “This chick I hooked up with. She was wild in the sack last night.”  

“Oh,” I kept my face neutral. “This is after you dumped Leia and after you cheated on her, right? Nice.”  

I swear every single skate stopped to stare at the standoff between me and Swayman.  I actually think I managed to shut Luke up the longest.  

“Leia and I weren't a couple. We dated but we weren’t exclusive,” Jeremy defended himself.  

“Oh, so telling her that you would be there for her, be with her for the baby, acting like her boyfriend but really what was your motive? Screw her and then dump her? She is one of us!” A collective intake of breath happens.  

“Jeremy, tell me that isn’t true?” Linus Ullmark says.  

“It's not only true but I had Leia sobbing all night because of this asshat,” pointing at Swayman. 

“Why the fuck do you care, Barber? I had bigger balls than you to ask her out and date her. She was asking to be fucked, acting like a slut.  She was ready to give me everything and then she dropped the truth bomb that she’s pregnant! She is a whore, wanting to sleep with someone else when she has a baby daddy. At least I didn’t fuck her, you should be thankful for that. You won’t have to deal with my sloppy seconds. Or thirds, I guess,” he said with a smirk.  

I tried to lunge at him, but a couple of the guys stopped me.  

No one saw Luke.  

He put everything into that punch. Jeremy dropped to the ice as more guys work to stop Luke from pummeling his ass into the ground. “You fucking asshole!  That’s my baby sister you are messing with!” Luke screams. He’s thrashing in the arms of our defensemen while Linus is helping Jeremy up. Swayman’s got a bloody nose and a split lip.   

“Fuck you, Andrews.  You told me I could go for it. Blame your-fucking-self!” He tries to go for Luke but Ullmark and my other assistant captain, Marchand, hold him back.  

“That’s enough!” The coach walks over to us. “Swayman, go to the trainer's room and get cleaned up.  Andrews,” he looks him up and down, “meet me in my office after practice. Barber, you too.”  

Like I said, I’ll do anything to protect my team. But not when a teammate is a detriment to the rest of us.  

Coach is furious when we walk into his office after practice. Jeremy never made it back to practice and I worry that Luke is about to be suspended for it. He’s holding an ice pack to his knuckles; they’re already turning black and blue.  Coach looks at us and then at the chairs in front of his desk. We take that as the order to sit and do it. “I don’t even know what to say.” He glares at us. I think he is trying to dare us into speaking, but I am no fool. Doing that would be suicide.  

The door opens and one of the trainers pokes his head in. “Sorry coach, you wanted to know...” 

“Yeah?” Coach continues to glare at us.  

“It’s not broken but bruised pretty good. At least one,” doc said.  

“Thanks.” The trainer closed the door and Coach sighed. “You two are both very lucky. Because I was about to bench your asses for however long he would be out.”  

Luke starts, “but Coach...” I grab his arm and shake my head.  

“I want a reason why my captains are fighting with their goalie. Barber, this is your team and you’re starting fights?” 

“Sir, I didn’t start the fight.  I started an argument,” I replied in a steady tone. “Whether or not I was ready to throw down is up for debate.” I keep my eyes with his.  

“I want to know the reason,” he seethes.  

I look at Luke, who nods.  I sigh. “Swayman made a couple of comments about Andrews’s sister. I took offense to them because she is one of my best friends.  He then made a derogatory remark about her. That’s when my teammates stopped me but neglected to account for Luke.” 

“Derogatory how?”  

I forgot that Coach has daughters. “I’d rather not repeat it.  You can ask him if you’d like to, but I refuse to say it.”  

Coach sighs and sits down. This feels like sixth grade all over again when Luke and I got hauled to the principal’s office for fighting. I mean, Tommy Deroux had it coming after pushing Leia to the ground in the playground. The suspension was worth it when he had to apologize to her in front of the whole school. “I really don’t know how to handle this. I get it, she’s your sister, but they are also adults, and they made their choices.” 

“Sir, you didn’t have your sister or best friend sobbing in your arms last night.  It took everything to come in and not start something right away. I was going to let it go because you’re right.  They made this decision to date together.  But I protect everyone on this team, whether their job is on the ice or not.  I will not let the disrespect that happened to another employee go unaddressed.” 

Coach looks at me warily. Then at Luke.  “One game, Andrews. You sit for one game for throwing the punch.  What happens outside of my arena is not my problem.  Now get out of my office.”  

I stood up with Luke and went back to the locker room. We grab our stuff to change since we just dressed in sweats after we showered. “One fucking game,” Luke says.  

“You’re lucky it's not more.” I pulled on my hoodie. “There was a reason I didn’t say anything before practice.” I grabbed my wallet and keys. “She was heartbroken last night.”  

“But that’s my sister, man.”  

“And I have to think about what’s best for the team. You got your hit in, let it go.” I turned around and felt my balls retreat into my body. Luke turned at my silence and froze.  

Leia glared at us. “Wanna explain to me why Marchand is calling me and letting me know that my brother threw a punch at practice?” 

Oh shit. 

Can I just comment here that Leia has her mom look down? 

“Princess...” she raised her hand up to stop me and never took her eyes off of Luke.  I feared for my best friend, and I took a step back.  

“Lucas Michael Andrews, what the fuck are you thinking?” 

“Cubby, listen...” he looked at me but I looked down. He sighed. “Swayman crossed the line at practice, and you can’t expect me to not defend your honor.”  

Leia had a horrified look on her face. “What was he saying?”  

I jump in. “Nothing Princess. It's been handled and I want you to put it out of your mind, ok?” I pulled her into my arms for a hug. “I promise, it's been handled, and Coach gave the punishments and life here will go back to normal.”  

Whatever that looks like.  

NEXT

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