#okay bye y'all folks

[msbhagirathi]

IPKKND INCORRECT QUOTE - (2/n)

Payal rushed out of the SUV as they reached the supposedly 'suicide' spot- Scandal Point.

Arnav : Bohot hi stupid plan hai, itne loopholes hain. Tumhari jiji sahi keh rhi thi. Agar mujhe pata hota ki Akash ne kahan se kudna hai toh mujhe usse bachane jana chahiye ya tumhe ghar aake letter dena chahiye.

Khushi : Arre toh isme humari kya galti hai. Agar aapko theek se juth bhi nahi bolna aata. Agar aap kisiko aapni baat bhi nahi manwa sakte, toh matlab humara plan 'bekar' ho gaya...? Yeh kya baat hui...?

Khushi : Aap toh jiji ko keh sakte the na ki Akash ji aapki baat sunne ko bhi taiyyar nahi the, aur unhone aapko jald se jald, jiji ko woh chitthi dene ko kahan tha, toh woh toh maan hi jati na...?

Khushi : Apne aap ko bohot bada businessman kehte hain. Bade aaye, laad governor. *hmphs*

*Arnav giving his (in)famous ASR glare to her but to no effect*

*Khushi exasperated, gives him a side eye roll, walks away to her jiji*

Arnav : *splutters* Dammit...mere dimag mein kyun nahi aaya yeh.

Bitwa's Shaatir Dimag : Coz I don't like to work around that girl, we already had a talk about this.

Arnav : Yeah, right. How did I forget that, now shut up. *walks away*

Hehehe lol. Bitwa's Shaatir Dimag had a wild card entry.

Next One!

[msmc-796-official]

OOC: Update from Upper Management

Hiya folks! FC speaking.

I promise the stuff for the 50 follower celebration is coming out soon; I've just been really artblocked lately. Okay, that's a lie - I've been artblocked for Lancer specifically (which is really frustrating, considering I literally only have one drawing left and it's of the character I draw the most) and haven't had the motivation to do jack shit about it. Also, work schedule is fucked as always, so. Y'know.

Rest assured that when I find the time and motivation to get shit done, I'll have that post out to y'all as soon as I can.

Thank you all again for your continued support - I never dreamed I'd get this big on Tumblr for any reason much less running an RP blog for a TTRPG that I've never even played. Y'all really are the best.

Bye for now, and don't forget to cycle your NHPs. (No, seriously. Have you seen the amount of NHP-related shit that's gone down on here lately? Go do it now, if you haven't for a while. They'll forgive you.)

-- FC

[naviculariis]

Headcanon time.

I have this hc that Eustass can't read. He has severe dyslexia, yeah? Never was taught the common written language used in mass print across the 'verse. Double whammy, oof.

However-

Eustass *can* read written Scots Gaelic. But due to that being a language that is essentially locked to his island, he can't read anything they pick up elsewhere. He was taught this when he was but a wee child. He's an orphan, yes- but a baby can't survive on it's own!

He was raised within this nomadic group of folks [ Scottish travelers ] who taught him Gaelic & how to read Gaelic, as well as different sigils & their meanings.

[ side: I hc all of the Kidd Pirates members being well versed in their roots regarding Paganism. ]

So Kidd can read Scots Gaelic, speaks it more fluently than anyone else on his crew.

Now, here's where I may lose some of y'all.

Kidd can sort of read the Poneglyphs. Well enough that he can get the general gist of them, for the most part, due to the language used on the Poneglyphs being similar to the sigils and written language he grew up learning and reading. There are definitely some that he sort of stares at like "What the actual fuck does that mean???"

But otherwise? He's got a good handle on understanding them.

Which is another reason WHY they had so many on the ship, before Shanks came.

Okay that's all bye.

[gl1tchy-4rt]

quick question involving cheeseslime biology

what are signs that a cheeseslime is having a baby?

well to start things off...

TW: Emetophobia and illness

So yeah basically Cheese Slimes experience similar symptoms to us humans

Nausea, vomiting, a sensation of inflammation or tenderness on the body, fatigue, body cramps, ect.

But there is a unique Symptom... the change on smell and taste of the CheeseSlime's slime coat.

Most CheeseSlimes agree that the taste is more walnut-like or nutty than usual.

So when Vigi and Becca were listing out the symptoms to figure things out, When Vigi mentioned that Rebecca "smelled odd"...

...That's when it hit them.

So yeah, she took a test and they realized that they were going to be parents.

So that's all for today's post! I might post more Biology headcanons in the future, or if you wanna know how the Pizza folk's bodies work on this AU, just ask! I'll be happy to answer

Okay see y'all later

Buh-bye!!!

[axailslink]

Get Behind Me

Riri x FEM reader

Summary: you finally let Riri meet your folks.

You and Riri had decided it was about time she met your folks so here you both were in front of your house your nerves everywhere. Surprisingly you were more nervous than she was "remember if they make a gay joke just laugh along, don't get butt hurt if they call you ugly they're just joking, and don't engage any of their conversations about our sex life because it will become the main topic of dinner. Riri laughs nervously "why would our sex life be brought up?" You smile and shake your head "because they're fucking crazy like I said just don't let it get to you ignore it." You knock on the door gripping the car keys in your hands hoping you wouldn't have to leave early.

You're mom answers the door with a big smile on her face "oh come in it's cold don't stand there for too long" she welcomes you both inside and you smile and hug her "hey mama I've missed you" she hugs you and says the same "I know same here my love so this is Riri the "genius"?" Everyone's attention is immediately on her "okay so she ain't ugly I mean after that last tarantula looking girl you brought home we was worried" says your sister as she comes into the living room with drinks "you want a beer, soda, water, or a cooler?" This was test number one was she a drinker? "Can I have a cooler?" She looks at you for confirmation and you laugh and nod "where are the coolers at?" Your sister shows her the way and your mom turns her attention to you.

"So are you two having sex yet?" You blink and turn your attention to the kitchen watching as Riri and your sister chat it up "mom I'm grown...damn near" she nods "exactly so I have to ask are you two being s-" Riri yells your name above the music playing in the background "baby! Come do this dance with us" you smile politely at your mom "bye mom" when you go into he kitchen Riri grabs your hand and pulls you into a TikTok you have no idea what to do "I don't know how to do this shit" she laughs and sways you side to side before reaching up and clapping she does it there more times and you end the video. You both are interrupted by the pregnant cousin finding her way into the kitchen "oh goodness gracious get ready for some odd questions" you whisper into Riri's ear. "I just have to ask is it different with a girl?" Your sister takes that as her moment to leave "yes?" Riri answers unsure you shake your head and take her wine cooler taking a sip before kissing her your cousin stares momentarily "so how do y'all have sex exactly is there like a-" you interrupt and grab Riri's hand "oh baby that's my song!" You scream as you lead her to the living room saved once again this time by the Red Nose playing on the speaker.

Your mom pauses the music "okay twenty dollars to whoever can shake the most ass and twenty to whoever can catch it!" In this house you were used to challenges like this this was how you grew up there were more than just family at your house on Thanksgiving anyone who knew y'all was considered family. So you had friends, exes, and cousins even some of the distant ones and neighbors.

Your plan was to keep Riri away from the exes you told your mom you'd be bringing your girlfriend you assumed she'd tell them they couldn't come but as she would say "that's so mean I can't tell them not to come plus I cooked all this food!" You also weren't going to spoil your fun because some past relationships didn't end well. You look at your sister, her boyfriend, your mama and her husband and you smile "just so y'all know we're getting that money it's hard to come by money for a college student."

You grab Riri and unbutton your pants she glances down "what are you doing?" She asks grabbing your belt keeping it around your waist you laugh and grab her hands "my pants are too tight to be tryna twerk don't worry I got boy shorts on" she sucks her teeth "that's still yo drawers" you turn around and give her a quick peck "suck it up" you pull the pants off and your mama hollers as your sister changes into some shorts "fuck yeahhhhh!" You smile at her she shakes her head and your mom continues the music. "Get behind me" Riri is in disbelief just a moment ago everything was normal but now it was just about to turn into a whole club if she wanted someone to grind on her belt y'all could have went to a party close to campus she wasn't expecting this... But a good twenty dollars could do her some good Lord look what the money make a bitch do.

Your sister's boyfriend looks just as confused and uncomfortable as Riri and it was funny to watch that would help you win this twenty dollars because you know when Riri got comfortable oh she was going to act a fool and really be the life of the party.

And she gon' shake it, like a red nose

Li-li-li-li-like a red nose

You feel her hands grab your hips and guide them against her jeans "oh shit okay! Y'all doing a little something but not enough!" You place both hands on the wall and twerk to the beat Riri is behind you focused as fuck trying to keep up.

That booty talkin' to me, what that shit say?

Shake it for the dojo I'm the sensei

Once you wobble on my song, on replay

Almost got 'er at house, up off Kingsway

"oh Riri you looking sad!" your mom and you laugh because Riri believes she is trying her best "twenty dollars you want it don't you?" Riri sucks her teeth and nods "then act like it" after a while Riri really gets into it not worrying about what anybody else is doing just you and her she's matching your pace and anticipating when you'll slow down.

All this money on me

Come and take it from a G

All she tryna do is get naked (Naked)

And she gon' shake it, like a red nose

You throwing and Riri is catching it like she just was made to do this hand on your ass guiding it to the beat she's so full in it she's completely forgot this was for money and that she was in front of your folks and she did not give one damn. Your mom stops the music "drumroll please!" Everyone pats their thighs Riri just looks back confused as hell. Your mom tucks a lil twenty in the side of your boy shorts and you do a little happy dance "aye aye" Riri laughs and shakes her head she also gives a twenty to Riri causing her to do a little happy dance too before planting a kiss on your lips. You two act way too much alike. After dinner everyone helps put the food up and clean up before finally departing and saying good bye's you come eye to eye with your mom.

"You said she was shy" you laugh and nod "she is until she gets comfortable" your mom looks her up and down and smiles "okay miss Riri Williams don't act all shy next time!" Riri laughs and covers her face "it was nice meeting you all" Riri goes in for a handshake and is pulled in for a hug "at least we know "genius" doesn't mean nerd" comments your mom's husband causing you to laugh you hug them both and kiss your mama on the cheek.

"I love y'all please take care and tell lil sis go suck it because for once I win!" You yell loud enough for her to hear "fuck you!" She yells back and your mama shakes her head "watch your motherfucking mouth don't be sorry do better!" You laugh and grab your keys "we gotta go."

Riri shakes her head "uh uh miss thing put them damn pants on" she snatches the twenty out of your boy shorts and puts it in her pocket as you pull on your pants and laugh grabbing your belt. "Keep her in check" yells your mom as you both approach the car Riri laughs and nods "yes ma'am!" You unlock the car door as your mom shuts the house door.

"You made it seem like your folks was bad I enjoyed myself" you smile "good because that might be th-" you're interrupted by an agitating voice causing you to groan "ayo Y/n" you turn around and glance at your ex then at Riri "yeah?" She looks Riri up and down in a kind of disappointed way "your new bitch ain't as cute as I thought she'd be... So you leave the hood studs alone and get with a smart bitch who what? Probably wear dresses just so you know sis she get a new bitch every two months she'll get tired of you." You glance at Riri who is the unbothered queen she is "it's been four months sis you do a whole bunch of talking to be a bitch she got rid of." You start the car and close the door "go be bitter and made somewhere else we don't fucking care" you say flipping her off you roll the window up and speed off "where the fuck my twenty dollars at?" Riri laughs while you're being dead serious "I don't throw this ass for free give me money mane!" You say with your palm out.

A/n: the readers family is based on mine because well I don't really know anything else. More like my aunty who used to have twerk battles when she was drunk....I have a very interesting family so let's just say this is a shit post and baby it's ghetto as hell. (This is how I grew up so enjoy.)

[outrunningthedark]

Do you ever get tired of trying to stir up trouble ☠️ like embarrassing enough you trusted a “source” of Twitter without even confirming it was legit or not before spouting it off as fact and using it to spin theories only to have it revealed it’s just a fan who also trolled the fandom last season, once again trolling this season. For someone who complains about fans not using their brains ☠️☠️

and the reblogging of posts stating things like keep fandom separate from the actors, stop causing drama with ships, real people are off limits ( which I do agree with) however you say all of it As if you haven’t been and still are causing drama with shipping for the last week and a half, as if you weren’t dragging the R and C drama all over your blog the entire hiatus, as if you weren’t just making posts about R and O talking to Tommy’s actor about fandom and putting the idea out there about fans going and harassing him ☠️☠️ like the hypocrisy and the backtracking 🤯

You completely lost me after the "trying to stir up trouble", sorry. - It is not my problem that people who follow me or regularly check my blog to see what I'm saying (had no idea that was a thing, but okay!) took MY posts on MY blog about a hypothetical Buck story line and started spreading it around just so more people could do what you're doing right now. It's funny how I'm "one blogger with a theory" yet it's on everyone's mind. Maybe it wouldn't have caught on if y'all knew how to keep scrolling or stop looking, huh? You're still talking about me now. I know that much. - Who said I believed a twitter source? You? In your head? Those "sources" haven't said anything that I haven't already considered myself - not gonna be a good time come April? No shit. Buck and Eddie won't be any closer to canon and Eddie's probably in bed with Marisol. Both things I can figure out on my own without "insider info", thanks! - As for "real people are off limits", I think that's you twisting something you saw to fit your version of me that you've created because I obviously engage in gossip just like a lot of folks around here, but what I *don't* do is make my feelings on 9-1-1 or something IRL Ryan and Oliver's problem and tag them in shit because I think they actually care what I have to say. And as for the the exes debacle....you're actually making me look decent by admitting it was during hiatus (and more specifically, until sometime in October/November). I actually knew when to stop talking about it unlike those who question how often the woman has her kids because she doesn't post them, but then claiming she's trying to be a #mommyblogger when she does. Talk about flip-flopping. Okay. Go running back to your friends now. Bye!

[tylovesmushrooms]

☆INTRO POST☆

I realized that I never made one so here we go!

Hi, I'm Ty (no, it's not short for anything)

I go by he/they but am good with neos

I'm a minor

I sometimes reblog nsfw jokes, but only jokes

I am some arospec queer identity, but I don't care enough to find/use a specific label lol

I am a punk and I mainly listen to punk, metal, goth, and folk

I'm proudly transmasc and I present a WIDE variety of ways, sometimes very fem. If you don't like any part of that, fuck off. I have no time for terfs, transphobes, or exclusionists of ANY KIND.

I am autistic and my special interests are mycology (study of fungus), botany, foraging, and jumping spiders. If you want to hear about these or tell me fun facts about these or interact with these with me in any way PLEASE reach out! Also I LOVE identifies fungi, plants, and jumping spiders so please send me images of any you find! There is a better chance I can identify things if you take close-up and farther away pictures for multiple angles.

I am proudly disabled, both physically and developmentally. I use a cane. If you are ableist FUCK OFF. I am also a lot of other things outside of being autistic but I don't feel comfortable sharing those.

I recently started tagging posts I reblog with undescribed image or image not described, and image described in alt text, when they apply. If I forget to tag a post that needs one of these tags please tell me.

I only speak English fluently, but I am learning Latin for school

I live in the southeastern part of the US

I am a leftist, I am really doing my best to learn about different ways of life and perspectives. If I say or do something that if not okay/offensive/rude please tell me. You don't need to educate me if you don't have the energy, I can do research on my own if needed

I am an artist and I work in many mediums, feel free to ask about my art, I love talking about it!

Whether or not we're mutuals, feel free to reach out to me! I'm not great at socialization, but love people when I'm feeling social. My only rules are no nsfw, no venting/trauma-dumping without warning if we don't really know each other. I will let you know when I am comfortable having you vent to me.

I won't always respond immediately, even when I'm online. This doesn't mean I don't want to talk to you, I just often have a low social battery or forget to respond to things. If it's urgent you can remind me to respond an hour or two later, just don't be rude about it.

If you need me to tag any topic or type of content for any reason, please tell me! I want people to feel safe on my blog (unless you're a bigot, then you are not welcome here in any way shape or form)

I am usually happy to answer RESPECTFUL questions about my disabilities or identities. This is not true for everyone (so don't just question random people) but it is true for me

I think that's it, love y'all, bye!

[yourlocalartsonist]

ROTTMNT Moths Fly In Packs - Chapter Seven

A/N: Please kill me my soul has left my body writing this god forsaken LONG ASS CHAPTER but hey it was very worth it imo. Uh sorry for the month long wait. I think the AO3 writer curse found me and my poor beta reader since shit kept happening to both of us delaying this chapter even more. But hey! It's finally out, so I hope y'all enjoy while I go lay down bye- Credit to: @sweaterrat for being my beloved beta reader! Previous Chapter | Next Chapter | Chapter One

Disclaimer: Chapter involves obsessive behavior, obessive language, demeaning language, injuries, manipulation, degrading language, bullying, shaming over having emotions, panic attacks, spiraling thoughts, gross creepy motherfuckers, recorded without consent, slight physical harassment, implied verbal harassment, getting restrained, uncomfy thoughts, self-degrading language, light s*icidal thoughts, violence, and curse words. This one's a heavy chapter folks so if you're sensitive to that stuff, scroll past and stay safe!

Alright, Salena. You got this. Just remember: if you’re quick and quiet, he won’t notice you. ‘Tis the rules of ninja stealth mode, baby!

Finally back at school but am I gonna face my problems? Nope! I’ve decided to take Splinter’s advice on just doing things when I’m ready. Even though sometimes I feel like I’ll never be ready. Every time I even thought about talking to Jaiden or Zane, I’d find myself getting strangely mad. I know I’ll screw things up if I talk with a temper. 

But hey! That’s not my focus right now, anyway. I’ve been searching for a good opportunity to finally meet and talk to Draxum today! It turns out the world really is fucking miniature since he works at April’s old high school - aka my current one - as that scary mean lunch aid everyone fears to death. Who knew, right? I’m hoping I can make a good impression on him today! And maybe possibly get my very own weapon but that’s totally not my first priority at all… 

I already planned to skip study hall to try and sneak into the kitchen. I know that lunch is next period but Draxum gets pretty busy when he actually has to work so I'd rather not bother him during those moments. Besides, it’s May! I would’ve spent my study hall sitting there doing jackshit, anyway, so I doubt the teachers care if I’ll be missing. There’s just one hurdle to my otherwise flawless plan. The reason I’m perched up on top of the fluorescent light trying not to cry from how dirty it is up here instead of in the kitchen by now: Zane’s been tailing me all damn morning.

He and I share a study hall so not seeing me there probably prompted him to run out looking  for me. Guess I can’t blame him too much, I haven’t really talked to him or Jaiden so I know he’s just worried. But my god, the dude’s more annoying than an actual hall monitor right now. I’ve lost track of how long this little cat and mouse game’s gone on. 

I watched in agony waiting for Zane to pass by. He stopped, looked both ways, and turned the corner, successfully convinced I wasn’t right above him. Man, I knew parkour would come in useful someplace but never have I ever thought that place would be in school. 

I victoriously hopped off the pretty bright light and bolted towards the cafeteria, checking behind me to make sure Zane didn’t come back this way. I can’t wait to finally meet Drax and get my very own weapon! I hope it’s something cool! I mean, I don’t even know how it’s supposed to be picked but holy hell I am so excited and everything’s playing out so perfectly right now I genuinely can’t believe-

“Oof!” 

Of course, I accidentally ran into someone. So much for ninjocity. The poor guy fell to his knees, and rubbed his head, messing up his fluffy black hair.

“Omigosh are you okay!? I am so so so sorry!” I stepped closer to him, reaching out my hand. “Here, let me help you up.”

“Argh… yeah, thank y-“

He stopped mid-sentence, wide teal eyes staring right at me. His expression looked strange, it wasn’t happy but it wasn’t sad either. Or actually, it was a little? He’s not saying anything or moving, it seems like he’s about to simultaneously laugh and cry. 

But maybe I’m reading too deep into it, he could just be in shock or something. 

“Um… I hope I didn’t bump into you too hard. Are you gonna take my hand…?”

“O-oh, right, sorry! I uh… I spaced out.” 

“Don’t worry, totally get that!” I laughed, pulling him to his feet. “Ya know, I don’t recognize you. Are you new here?” 

“Yeah, I actually just joined today, tenth grade! My name is Ca-”

“There you are!” A hand grabbed my shoulder from behind.

“Z-Zane!?”

“I’ve been looking all over for you, Salena!” His arm wrapped around my shoulder, possessively holding me close while shooting daggers at the stranger. It doesn’t take Einstein to figure out what message he’s trying to send. “Hey there, new guy. Nice to see you again. I didn’t know you and Salena already met.”

“We just bumped into each other, that was it.” He turned towards me, his look switching back from hostile to friendly “So, it’s Salena?”

I wanted to respond but got cut off as always “Oh, getting bold now, are we? What, just because you’re new you think you’re some kind of hotshot?”

“What? No, I’m literally just talking.”

“I know, that’s what I’m saying. Don’t talk to her at all.”

“Uh, why? You’ve been rude to me the entire time in class and now you’re trying to monitor who I talk to? Honestly, what is your problem?”

“My problem is cute guys like you who think they can do whatever they want with whoever they want just because they look good! I’m warning you now if you try to play any mind games on her, you’ll be hating every fucking second of being alive.”

Fucksake, what is he doing? “Zane, come on, you’re being extra.”

“Salena, don’t.”

“But-”

“Just don’t! You’re too nice to everyone and never know what’s good for you!” As he said that, I glanced over and saw the new guy looking at me with expecting eyes. Zane turned to him shortly after. “And you, stay away from her, got it? I’ll say this once and only once: she’s not interested.”

“Dude, why are you getting so worked up? I’m trying to talk to Salena, not you. I want to befriend them. It’s their choice if they don’t want that and I’ll respect it. But you don’t get to decide that!”

“Yeah, okay, look at you trying to white knight the situation. Look, Salena might be naive but I’m not!” Ah, there it is again! If the word naive were a person, I’d be on death row by now! “I know exactly what you’re trying to do, you little freak, and it’s not gonna work, ya hear me?”

“Zane, stop!” He was starting to get way too physically close to him and way too metaphorically close to breaking my patience. “He’s new to the school, we just met! Why are you acting like this? You’re being mean for no reason!”

“No reason? You haven’t said anything to me the entire day, Jaiden texts saying you’ve avoided them too, and now I just happened to find you here giggling with the new transfer and you’re telling me there’s nothing funny going on?” 

I groaned. As much as I felt tempted to clock him in the face, I didn’t feel like dealing with the aftermath of having to somehow make it up to him. For now, gotta focus on making sure the new guy doesn’t pop a blood vessel on his very first day. Defeated, I reached out and grabbed Zane’s shoulders, keeping him facing towards me.

“Of course, there’s nothing going on! Hey, I’m gonna talk to other people but you and Jaiden are still gonna be my best friends.” My hand signaled the boy behind him to run while he could. “I’m not gonna just replace you guys for no good reason!”

“Then why were you avoiding me?”

“I wasn’t avoiding, I just… I had something important to do, alright?” At least that’s only half a lie.

“Oh really? Important with some guy who just transferred here?”

FOR THE LOVE OF- “Ugh, no, I told you I ran into him by accident! Like, literally ran into him. The important task is something else.” I peeked behind him, noticing the boy left. “And speaking of that, I gotta dash! It’s time sensitive so… yeah!”

“Huh? W-wait!”

You bet your ass I skedaddled away from him as soon as I could. I finally entered the cafeteria, resuming my mission from before. It’s quite empty, a stark difference from what I’m used to. You could probably hear a pin drop in here. I decided it got too eerie, so I took a page out of Mikey’s book and proceeded to swing the kitchen doors open in the loudest, most obnoxious way I could, getting greeted with a scream followed by a very annoyed groan. 

“Oh, it’s one of you annoying brats. I thought I had to be worried for a second.” He didn’t roll his eyes but he might as well have, honestly. 

“Sorry! I just wanted to ask-” I paused, looking past his body and catching a glimpse of something he was trying to hide. “What’s that behind your back?”

“Nothing that concerns you. And shouldn’t you be in class?”

“Eh, it’s study hall so skipping’s not a huge deal.”

He sighed “Do what you want, kid, but why insist on pestering me? Can’t you see I’m busy enough?”

“Oh! Right! My bad.” I lightly bumped into the door frame as I walked inside “Um, so like… I was just wondering, do you happen to know a Baron Draxum around here?”

The purple vines swiftly tangled around my waist, snatching me from the ground and suspending me in the air while a couple others pointed sharp at my head.

“How do you know that name!? Who sent you, tiny assassin?”

“Yo yo yo, chill, chill! I’m a friend! O-of the turtles! Ya know, your sons or something?” 

He scoffed “Likely story! Those idiots get themselves a new ‘friend’ every week. Tell me, assassin, if you’re on such friendly terms with them then why would you refer to me as Baron Draxum? They don’t call me that anymore!”

“Dude, I dunno! I wanted to somehow indicate that I knew about the whole Yōkai ordeal and I thought if I called you Barry you’d think I was just another kid, ya know?”

“And why exactly wouldn’t you just say that?”

“...Good point. You know what, I did not think this through. And actually, thinking about it now, it honestly makes way more sense you’re a Yōkai! I mean, the occasional random vines in the flooring, the weird forestry state of the kitchen, yada yada. But I guess I just thought you were some sort of extreme nature lover or something, ya get me?” 

SHING!

“WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!” I looked at my arms and gasped “Wait! I can prove it! My arm-wrap-glove-thingies!”

“What about them?”

“They’re Genius Tech, a gift from Donnie!” I took one of them off and threw it, landing on his eyes with a splat. “See? Donnie wouldn’t give me these if we weren’t friends! O-or at least close acquaintances on friendly terms! So ha!” 

He inspected the clothing, grunting when he saw the all too familiar logo “...Fine. I suppose he wouldn’t let a thief get away with all their limbs intact. But why are you even wearing these in school?” 

“…They go with my aesthetic, okay?”

“That was rhetorical, I didn’t actually care.” He finally set me down, not looking any less bit irritated, though. “Now, what do you want? I don’t have all day for your childsplay.”

“A weapon!”

“What?”

“I want a weapon!” I beamed at him, instinctively flapping my hands. “Like the ones the guys and April have! April told me they all got their first weapons from you since you’ve got a whole stash of them! So, I was wondering if I could get one, too? Please?”

“Of course you are.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering to himself. “And for the record they didn’t get their weapons, they stole them! But anyway, I can’t help you even if I actually wanted to. My weapons are down in the Hidden City, I cannot simply wish them into existence.”

Darn. “Well… is there some way to portal down there maybe? Mikey and Leo can open portals so maybe you can too?...”

“As a matter of fact, I can.”

“Great! Then lets-”

“Not doing that, though.”

“What!?” At this point, I feel like he’s just dicking with me for the sake of it. “Oh come on, you’re supposed to be some sort of great mystic warrior alchemist guy! Surely you can do something to help me?”

“Listen, kid. Barry Draxum has far too much work to do to take some random student on a lab tour, especially just to get them a weapon to fit in with their friends. Go away and stop bothering me.” 

He walked past me to start prepping for lunch next period, his towering height only further emphasizing his authority. Still, I’m not backing down. Not this time. 

“I’m not trying to fit in. I know you’re busy but I’m not asking this for shits and giggles. I want a weapon to keep me safe! My life has been one chaotic run-in after another with mutants and giant cats and every time has had at least one near-death experience guaranteed! Look! I’ve even got the scars to prove it!” 

I held up my left arm, the bandage now visible with my arm wrap off. “Something bad almost happened last time and I got everyone worried. I just wanna make sure I don’t have to constantly need protection and burden them again. I wanna be useful, you know?”

He glanced at my arm and sighed. He may act like he didn’t give a rat’s ass but looking more carefully, it’s clear a part of him might’ve softened a little. 

“I’m not opening a portal and I mean that, I promised Mikey and O’Neil I wouldn’t use my mystic powers on the surface. With that being said, however…”

Draxum walked back to where I initially found him crouching when I came here, beckoning me to join him. I gasped when he opened the cupboard, revealing two giant blades hidden in them.

“Wow…”

“You’re lucky you came at the perfect time.” He took them out, gripping the seafoam green handles. “Usually, a warrior such as I would be entrusted with the safekeeping of numerous weaponry. But after gaining a criminal record, the Council decided I wouldn’t be allowed any more than I currently have.”

“Then… how’d you get this one?”

He scoffed, “Obviously, I stole it. Besides, I wouldn’t have been able to obtain them even with the Council on my side. These don’t belong to them.” He proudly presented the weapons, the silver blades shining in the light. “They’re a privately owned contraption, made by a very famous pristine Family in the Hidden City. No one outside them owns these sickles except now, of course, me.” 

“Hold up, these giant things are sickles? Aren’t those, like, usually way tinier and kinda useless compared to other ninja weapons?”

“Beggars can’t be choosers.”

“Well, this beggar can and will.” I pointed at myself, skeptical he was still trying to sell me short. “I’ve done my fair share of research on weaponry, sickles are lame! Their blades can barely do shit and they’re way too close range to keep the wielder safe.”

“Stop sassing me, child, I’ve done my own fair share of more accurate research. These are mystic sickles, they will be different from your pathetic human tools.” 

He began polishing them while continuing his rambles. “If you’re concerned about their sharpness, then you’ll be satisfied to know their blades can change by the user’s will. One minute, they’re strong enough to slice diamond and the next minute, they can’t even shatter glass. And all my sources confirmed they can turn the wielder invisible for varying periods of time, depending on their strength. It’s incredibly difficult coming across any information on them, but apparently, they were made to manipulate reality.”

“Apparently? I won’t lie, this all sounds legitimately cool and stuff but like, have you ever tested them out? Why’s all this just based on research when you have the weapon itself?”

“They don’t work from my touch.” Bruh.

“Come again?”

“These sickles are the only weapons that don’t seem to activate when I use them. So, my offer to you is if you can get these to work, I’ll allow you to own them permanently as long as you send me any new information you gain on them.”

“Oh, joy! You think that I - the ordinary human person - can get these things to work when you - the mystic magic Yōkai guy - cant?” I sighed, scratching my head before ultimately reaching out. “You know what, fine. Even if I get scammed, it’s worth a shot.” 

He plopped them into my hands as I fell forward, grunting from the weight. Jeez, I can barely even pick these up. “God, for a scientist you sure are pretty bad at educated guesses- Woah!”

I flinched and stepped back when the sickles suddenly sharted floating in the air. Draxum copied my actions, both of us staring intently at them. The pink details on the handle lit up, spiraling around the grips and spreading to the blades, shining it all in a soft aura of the same hue. A part of me felt drawn to the light, as if it were calling me. I realize how incredibly stupid that sounds but in the moment, that didn’t really matter. 

I reached out and held the sickles again, the aura spreading to me before fading away. They felt much lighter now, I can actually hold them with ease! The silver blades got dipped in deep, dark pink. If a rose could bleed, it’d be that color.

“Fascinating…” He adjusted his glasses. “Seems like my guess wasn’t so stupid after all, was it?” He smirked at me, genuinely emoting this time.

“I… I guess not. Aight, I’m sold! Although, I feel like the sickles chose me more than I chose them.” So, like a person getting claimed by a stray cat, I had no choice but to keep them.

“Wonderful, these are now yours, congratulations.” He held me by the shoulders and pushed me out the kitchen. “And remember, update me on any and every new bit of information you learn while using this. It was nice to meet you, blah blah blah, now don’t bother me during work ever again.”

He closed the door and almost instantly the school bell rang. I jumped, frantically shoving the sickles into my backpack right as people started coming in through the doors for lunch. I had no idea this much time passed. I should probably get out of here before-

“Salena?” 

I’ve been jinxing myself a lot today, haven’t I? Jaiden’s standing right in front of me now. Might as well leap off a cliff and call it quits, to be honest.

“H-Hey…” 

“Quite the busy gal today, aren’t you.” They’re speaking slowly, this isn’t a good sign.

“Oh, um, yeah, kinda. I just had to take care of something.”

“Cool, I guess.” 

We both stood there awkwardly. My chest feels so heavy. Jaiden’s barely looking at me but I swear if they did I’d downright die from their glare. What do I even do? How do I face this?

Just… run away. You’re… you’re good at that. So run away.

“…I need to go.” 

“What? Okay, that’s it. What is up with you? You didn’t come to school Monday or yesterday and you’ve avoided me all of today. Now when I finally catch up to you, you have to go?” 

“I just got into a small accident, is all. I had to stay home.” Not like you tried to reach out, anyway. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Why didn’t you ask?”

They groaned at me. I don’t usually bicker back but the way Jaiden was treating this, as if they don’t know what they did, it’s just… it’s just getting to me. I don’t want to be like this but it’s getting to me.

“Salena, snap out of it, will you? You’ve been acting so pissy, lately! I literally didn’t even do anything!”

My body chose to scoff “Yeah, not with me, that’s for sure.”

They squinted at me, only half understanding what I meant. “Are you… mad we didn’t hang out this weekend?” They facepalmed, framing me as the idiot for being upset over that. “Dude, you can’t be serious, I said something came up! It’s not like I totally ghosted you or anything!” 

It’s not like you totally ghosted me?

“...Jaiden, I don’t want to talk about this.”

“Why not?”

Shut up. 

“I don’t feel okay talking about this.”

“Oh really? Like how you never feel okay confronting anything? What, do you just expect me to drop this because her highness isn’t feeling okay?” 

My face feels boiling hot, I can’t help clenching my fists. I’m trying to breathe. Everything will be okay if I just breathe.

“A-are you crying? Ugh, seriously? It’s like all you ever know is how to run away or cry! We’re not thirteen anymore, just grow up!”

Stop.

“It was annoying when you were such an emotional crybaby back then but now it’s just getting ridiculous!”

STOP.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Don’t tell me you’re upset that I’m right. That you’d rather selfishly push this to the side instead of just dealing with it like a normal person!”

Why are you being so mean?

“Salena, say something already! Stop with the pity party, the world doesn’t revolve around you-“

“I SAID SHUT UP!” 

They did.

I didn’t mean to say that.

I don’t know for how long, but somehow I tuned out the noisy cafeteria, my ears bugged with a faint buzz. My eyes were fixed on them, and theirs on me. In all our five years of friendship, I’ve never not once yelled at Jaiden before.

“…Who even are you?…”

Those words sting. They sting because they’re right. Who am I?

“Moni! Reeves!” Draxum’s voice snapped me out of my daze. “Stop standing in the middle of my cafeteria and causing traffic!” 

I guess that was our cue to sit down. And continue. Even though I don’t want to.

“Where do you think you’re headed, Moni?” For whatever reason he was still yelling at me from behind the food rack.

“T-to go find a seat?”

“I told you to head to the nurse! If that cut you got while helping me in the kitchen gets infected thanks to your horrid luck, I’ll be held responsible. So go there right now!”

Huh?…

“Y-yeah, sorry, I’m going.” I rushed out before Jaiden could say anything more. I’m a little shocked he was listening, even more so that he actually helped me. 

Whatever, I’m just grateful for the excuse to get away. 

I gently touched my heated forehead. 

Plus, maybe going to the nurse isn’t such a bad idea, anyway. 

***

The shiny streets reflected my steps as I took in the familiar damp scent. The gray fog left over after rain always gave the city a different vibe.

I got sent home early by the nurse. Apparently, another panic attack arose after talking with Jaiden. The nurse took pity on me when she realized and got me the rest of the day off, giving me a pass and everything. Told me to go home and take it easy. Come back tomorrow when I’m feeling better. I laughed at the memory. Oh, if only they knew going home meant the exact opposite.

So instead, I’m out here. Wandering in New York in its post-rainy weather to clear my mind. Maybe that’s why I keep having these thoughts. I don’t usually dwell on the whole shitty situation of my life. But right now, in the colorless skies and the somber silence, I can’t help but feel pathetic.

A pebble found its way into my boots. Annoying. I didn’t feel like dealing with it, though, so I just kept walking.

I walked more and more and more, trying to forget being present. Trying to forget this stupid mess I somehow got myself into. Wordlessly wandering, hoping the city would just swallow me whole so I wouldn’t be seen. I feel sick and ashamed but so enraged at the same time. How could they still continue to play dumb? After seeing me like that they pretended to know absolutely nothing. I’m not misreading anything, am I? What if I got the situation wrong? I can’t tell if I’d be happy Jaiden didn’t actually ditch me, or depressed I’d have yelled at them for nothing. They’re right but they’re wrong but they’re right. Or, at least I think they’re right? Maybe that’s wrong. Maybe I don’t know what I’m talking about. But that could mean so many things. What am I even talking about? What’s-

“Hello? Anyone there?” A pale hand waved in front of my eyes. I glanced up at its owner. “Welcome back to Earth, sweetheart.”

A tall blonde boy stood in front of me, a couple other boys whom I can only presume were his friends looked down at me with him. 

“H-h-hi?...” My brain, still adjusting back to reality, only spoke in stammers “C-can I help you?”

One of his friends chuckled “We were wondering the same thing. You were just walking blindly into a dead end!”

For the first time since god knows when, I scanned my surroundings realizing I have no clue where the fuck I am. Somehow, I wandered into an alley, not too deep but still pretty disorienting. There’s a wall behind them, I guess that was the dead end they’re talking about. Two of them snickered while looking at a phone.

“You seriously recorded her?”

“Course I did. I knew girls were ditzy but this? She ran into a building, like, three times! And apologized to it!” Okay, I admit, not my best moment but still, feels a little weird for them to record it. I wonder how long they were filming before deciding to actually check in on me.

“Guys, stop. You’ll make her run away.” The blonde boy spoke again. “Don’t worry kitten, we’re not here to hurt you. You just looked lost. If you want some help finding your way, we’d be glad to assist!” 

…I know he’s not saying anything inherently wrong, but the way he speaks makes my skin crawl. There’s something about his tone. It’s sweeter than it should be. That specific type of sweetness no human being shows without having ulterior motives. 

His gaze grew more intense. “Do I… know you?” I don’t like how close his face is to mine.

A part of me got suspicious, too. We might indeed know each other. Or at least, I might know him. Blonde hair, green eyes, creepy as shit. But it’d be ridiculous if he’s actually who I think he is. I mean, not every blonde white guy’s gonna be related to-

“I do know you! You’re that cutie my brother keeps talking about!”

Yep, it’s him. Because my luck couldn’t get any worse, I ran into Cole Evans, Zane’s freakshow older brother. 

No wonder my fight or flight feels triggered.

Play it cool. “I think you have me mistaken for someone else. And thank you, but I’m not lost.”

Right as I turned around to leave, my shoulders pricked up. He put his grimy hands on them, firmly grasping onto them as if any of this is fucking okay. “Oh, don’t be like that! What’d he say your name was… Salena, right? You think I’m as boring as Zane or something?” He spoke too close to my ear. My legs are trembling, aching to run. I hate this, I hate this, I hate this. “Why’re you being such a killjoy, hm? You know I’m not that much older than you, right?”

I need to go.

I spun around and elbowed his side as hard as I could, forcing him to stumble back. I desperately wanted to sprint but his friends blocked my path, grabbing my wrists when I tried reaching for the blades hidden in my backpack. They were laughing and poking fun at Cole and he himself didn’t seem all too phased either, straightening up as the pain died down.

“Let me go!”

“Seems like she’s more tiger than kitten aye, Cole?”

“Good thing I like the feisty ones.”

I thrashed around kicking and stomping, trying to hit anything I could or at least break free but nothing was working. They’re dodging everything and the grip on my wrists only gets tighter. All the while they’re mocking me like I’m a dog or something. Is this just a sick joke to all of them? 

“Aww, look at her! Is that really the best you can do to fight back?”

I need to keep trying, I need to find a way out. But they have me trapped. I can barely move around. I can’t dodge, I can’t run. I don’t know how to fight, I’m useless if I can’t run. What do I do? What do I do?

BAM!

I didn’t realize how unstable my balance was. Not until I found myself fallen on the ground finally able to freely move my wrists. The guy restraining me earlier was now groaning on the ground too, holding the freshly bruised side of his face in agony. 

“You wanna fight? Then pick on someone my size!”

“Raph?...” I watched from the ground, mouth hanging open.

Without hesitation, Raph charged at them. They were cocky at first but the atmosphere quickly shifted after seeing how powerful the “person” in the gray hoodie was. I don’t even blame them, I’ve never seen him punch anyone so hard before. He’d slam them into everything: the walls, the ground, I might’ve even heard bones crack. He’s taking all of them on.

Meanwhile, I’m here uselessly watching. 

I should help. I want to help. I know he’s strong but there’s a good number of them and they’re not exactly weaponless. But what do I do? What could I do? I have my sickles but what if I make things worse? What if things get too messy, what if things go too far? If the police get involved-

Wait, an opening! 

They’re so distracted dealing with Raph, no one’s blocking the way out! 

Run! JUST RUN!

“Come on!” I grabbed Raph’s hand the first opportunity I could and fled from the scene, him confused but not stopping us. 

We ran for what felt like forever. Just chose a direction and bolted, not much logic behind it. If anything, it felt like pure instinct. Traffic lights and stop signs didn’t seem to matter to me and frankly, I’m surprised we didn’t get run over. We only stopped when my lungs gave out and forced me to gasp for air. 

Raph seemed fine, a little concerned, but fine. “You okay? Was passing by and heard ya scream. When I ran in, I found ‘em surrounding you.” 

“Y-yeah, I’m just… I just, I-I don’t know. Sorry, can I just have a minute?” I continued heaving in the air, can’t tell if it was from running so much or another god forsaken panic attack.

Regardless, Raph stayed crouching by me as I held my throbbing head, trying to not cry. He's quiet but attentive, noticeably making an effort to avoid physical contact for now. Strangely enough, his presence alone is making me feel better. 

I steadied my breathing “Th-thanks for jumping in, Raph. Um… sorry I couldn’t, ya know, handle it myself.”

“Nah, it’s cool. Not your fault those creeps were messing with you.” 

“Still…” I wish I did more. 

And just like that, my breathing progress backtracked “Sorry I… A-a lot happened today. Too much too soon and I have no clue how to just… Gosh, I don’t even know, I-I guess get it out?” 

“Uhh, well uh…” His eyes lit up “Ooh! Actually, I’ve got a good way to deal with that kinda stuff, if you don’t mind comin’ over to the lair for a bit!”

“Oh, um, really? You wouldn’t mind?”

“Course not! Plus, Raph could use the company, anyway.”

Well, I’d definitely be safer in the lair than out here. 

I gave a weak smile “Alrighty then. I’m down!”

He reached for my hand, only taking it when he was sure it was okay. We walked along the city streets for a while. His large hand practically engulfed mine, I felt like a little kid next to their big brother. Is it weird to say I feel a little safer that way? 

We reached the lair, entering through a manhole and strolling till we reached an abandoned subway track. The familiar scent shot back to my brain. It’s strong but not overwhelming. 

“Here we are! Home sweet home!”

It’s surprisingly empty today. “Where’s everyone else?” 

“Probably doing their own thing. Hopefully safe. Raph, uh, doesn’t like thinkin’ about it too much.”

“Then Salena shall not question! So um… what exactly are we gonna do?-” 

“Catch!”

I stumbled back in shock, peering down as whatever he threw now landed in my arms. They’re… boxing gloves?

“The fuck?”

“We’re gonna deal with your thoughts the best way I know: by punching ‘em in the face!”

I blinked as I realized he’s being completely and entirely serious. I hesitated at first, but then I really gave it a good thought. I’ve read before that working out can boost your mood. A little harmless violence is a strangely good way to let out anger, especially. Plus, if I make a habit of this, I might be able to boost my strength along with it! Then I wouldn’t have to solely depend on running all the time! 

“Worth a shot!” I finally shrugged in acceptance and put on the boxing gloves, staring at the bag in front of me. “Do I just go ahead and punch it?”

“Yep, basically! But when you do, try thinking about whatever’s bugging ya and pretend it’s the bag. It’ll help you smash harder and make ya feel better!”

“Okie dokers, here I go.” 

Smack!

I gave it a light punch to test it out, making sure to catch the bag as it swung back so it didn’t punch me instead. It hurts a little since I’m not used to the impact on my fist but it’s nothing that makes me scream and writhe in pain.

“Good job for your first hit, Salena! Now try and put some more force into it!”

I repeated my actions but with a stronger punch like he instructed. I kept doing it until I got a decent enough rhythm I could keep up with. So now it’s time for the second and arguably harder part: letting my thoughts out. I don’t really wanna think about the… situation in the street. So I guess what’s left is thinking about Jaiden instead. Ugh.

Smack!

Where do I even begin with this? I mean, I can’t even properly figure out how I’m feeling, let alone word it. All I know is that there’s a shit ton of guilt associated with it. I never meant to yell at Jaiden, it just sorta happened. 

Smack!

But it’s not like it came out of nowhere, either! They’re the one who ditched me! Jaiden and I planned ahead of time to meet up and hang out, I made it explicitly clear I missed them and wanted to be with them. They said they were busy and didn’t even give me a reason for it! And then they hang out with Zane the same day? They basically chose him over me!

Smack!

But I shouldn’t have yelled either. I made things so much worse now, it’ll be too awkward to ever bring it up. They’ll just tell me off for getting mad and completely ignore everything else. God this is so frustrating! 

SMACK!

Why did I have to be so stupid? Why did they have to be so mean? The things they said and the things I did! It’s all spinning around in a giant whirlpool of bad and dangerous thoughts and I hate it! I can’t stop thinking about it and I hate it! Have I been a bad friend? Is Zane that much better than me? Am I just not interesting? What did I do for them to just ditch me! 

SMACK!

We’re best friends, why are we acting like this!? I let my temper get the best of me! I yelled at them, I fucking yelled at them! I’m mad and upset but fuck I yelled at them! I’ve never yelled at Jaiden before. We’re best friends. How could I do that!? 

SMACK!!

I’m awful! I’m terrible! I feel like an asshole! I am an asshole! I should know better! I do know better! How could I fuck up so badly!? How could I do this!? How!? How!? HOW!? I DESERVE TO FUCKING-

“Salena!” 

SMACK!!!

Raph’s arm went in between me and the bag, taking the hit in my place. I know he’s strong but judging from how loud the crash was, I doubt it didn’t at least sting.

“That was close. Everything okay? Why’d you stop punching? If the bag hit you it could’ve done some serious damage!”

“I didn’t realize I did…” I ran my hand through my hair, sighing heavily. “Ugh, fuck! Sorry, Raph. I don’t think I’m in the right headspace to do this. It’s just making everything feel more clouded than before.”

He stared at the bag for a moment. “Alright, well…” Then he let it rest, and faced me with his fists up. “We’ll spar instead.”

I tilted my head to the side, communicating my confusion.

“The whole point of this thing is to let your thoughts out, maybe if you’re just thinkin’ about it, it’s still keeping it in. If you’re cool with it, we could try talking instead of only venting while we fight and it might clear things up!” He chuckled lightly. “And don’t worry, Raph goes easy on first-timers.”

Honestly, he might actually have a point with that. “I’m open to trying!”

We’re starting off with some light jabs at each other. I felt a little out of place fighting Raph, partly cause I don’t like hitting him and partly cause I’m terrified to let him hit me. I’ve been dodging and blocking decently enough, though. HIs punches feel way lighter than normal so he wasn’t kidding about going easier.

“So, tell me. What’s bothern’ ya so much today?”

“It’s kinda my friend. I think I did something since they hadn’t talked to me much for days. And then one day when we were supposed to finally hang out, they told me something came up.” I punched a little harder, getting blocked by his forearm. “And then I found out that ‘something’ was them hanging out with our other friend who posted it on Instagram! They totally ditched me!”

He jabbed at my right, barely missing when I dodged. “Did you try talking to them? Could be a misunderstanding.”

“That’s the thing, every time I wanted to I just kept getting so mad thinking about it. And then when it actually happened, I wasn’t prepared and I screamed. They were being kinda mean but still, I never yelled at Jaiden before.”

The pace picked up some more. Raph’s hits were getting quicker and harder to dodge, I’ve had to shield myself more often. He did leave some opportunities, though. I’m gonna assume it’s on purpose to let me have a few hits but either way, it’s training so I’m gonna take full advantage of that.

“How long have you two been friends?”

“Five years, we’ve known each other since middle school. That’s why it’s killing me inside. You should’ve seen their face Raph, they looked so… shocked! Shocked that I had it in me, that I’m a shitty enough person to yell at my friend!”

“I mean, I get it but, you’re still human. No normal person’s gonna go through life never yelling at their friends.” He swung at me. “And if you’ve been friends so long, why don’t y’all just talk it out? Dontcha think apologizing would help?”

I ducked, narrowly missing it. “I mean, yeah it would, but that’s not gonna stop it from being an issue. Sometimes I’ve had to fight myself really hard to stay calm around Jaiden but I always managed to do it. Now that I blew up, though, it’ll just keep happening.”

“What do ya mean?”

“Anger issues.” I attempted a jab. “I’ve had anger issues growing up.”

“Ah. Yeah, Raph knows a thing or two about that.”

“It sucks because like, I try not to let it show. And I think I’ve done a good job. But everything’s been so overwhelming lately that I’ve been snapping left and right! I keep getting mad and forgetting to control my temper and doing stupid things as a result! It’s so annoying!” 

The anger’s helping my punches get faster. I’m barely even focusing on it but I can tell I wasn’t moving this quick earlier. Somehow, I actually managed to land a hit on his plastron, though he didn’t even flinch. Still, it’s definitely helping me build up some power. 

Maybe I shouldn’t have celebrated too quickly, though. He countered with a jab at my shoulder, forcing me to pause and regain my stance. He let me take my time, bouncing with his fists up like before and waiting for me to resume the fight. I did so shortly after catching my breath.

“Ya know, I’ve dealt with anger issues growing up, too. It’s why I got into working out so much, it’s a good outlet.” He started blocking more, letting me get a few more hits in to help me practice.

“Yeah, but your brothers love you a lot, you couldn’t have hurt them too bad. If you did, wouldn’t they just hate you?”

He laughed. “You’d be surprised! I was a real problem-child growing up, even worse than Donnie. I mean, I still loved my bros back then and acted the way I do now but… I still had a huge temper and wasn’t as good keeping it in check. Actually speaking of Dee, I did hurt him pretty badly once. Physically.”

My arms were getting tired. “What’d you do? If you’re okay sharing.”

“Well, uh, turns out anger issues and pre-teen hormones don’t mix well. It’s a little fuzzy but I know it was over something dumb. I was having a bad day so I started punching my room’s walls. It made a lotta noise and Donnie came in telling me I was bein’ too loud and it hurt his ears. I shoulda just stopped like he asked me to but I didn’t and started yelling at him and taking my anger out on him. Don didn’t back down, either, so we ended up arguing. I don’t even know how things got so heated but it got physical and I accidentally hit his shell.”

“What!?” I stopped for a moment, trying to take it in. I know Donnie’s a softshell and judging from how hard Raph’s been hitting even now when he’s being light, I could put two and two together. “Sorry that happened, Raphie. For both of you.”

“It’s fine, he wasn’t too badly hurt thankfully.” He threw a punch to signal me to keep going. “But he built his battleshell a few days later. I don’t think it was out of anger towards me, I don’t even think Dee remembers what happened other than us getting into a fight. But it still stung when I figured out why he made it.”

“And why was that?”

“...I think he built it so I wouldn’t have to worry about hurting him again. He knew I felt guilty and I wouldn’t stop apologizin’ to him for days. I think the battleshell was his way to keep himself safe but for my sake more than his.”

Raph began using a more offensive style, letting me play defense and rest my body a little. Perfect timing since I don’t think I would’ve been able to focus on giving strong hits. I’m just trying to process what happened. I knew Raph could get mad easily and shouts a bit. But I’ve never seen him really act violent towards his family, quite the opposite actually. It never even crossed my head that maybe he had to learn this the hard way.

“We’re both past it now and I’ve def gotten better with the whole temper thing. Plus that battleshell’s like, his favorite thing he ever made now. So all’s well that ends well, I guess!”

I slid back, shielding another hit. “Does it… still hurt you to think about it?”

He paused and chuckled. “You kiddin’? Hurts like hell.” Then went right back to fighting.

“So… how’d you do it? You seem so different compared to how you described yourself as a kid. Just… seems like a lot of change.”

“It was! I found better ways to deal with things. I worked out, listened to older songs, that kinda stuff. Still not the best I could be but it’s a work in progress!”

“I already do those things, though. I mean, not working out but like, I’ve got ways to cope with my anger. It just still happened.”

“Then there’s only one thing I can tell ya. It’s the hardest thing but also the most important.”

I freaked out when he swiped his leg at mine, knocking me off balance. I raised my head to look at him crouched by me again.

“Never give up on yourself. If you do that, it’s over.” He picked me up by my shoulders, me weighing absolutely nothing to him, and set me back on my feet. “But ‘till you do that, there’ll always be hope.” 

He smiled, the snaggletooth gleaming. “Think we’ve done enough today. You look tired.”

“Yeah, I guess I am.” Truth be told, I didn’t entirely realize how worn out my body was ‘till he pointed it out. “Thanks for, well, helping me out with this stuff. You’re… a good friend, Raph.”

“Anytime.” He pointed at his shell. “Want a ride home?”

I grinned and nodded, my nerves washing away from me. I know from experience this relief is only temporary, but maybe it’s okay to enjoy it anyway.

We had a nice and pleasant walk back to my place, me on his shell as we talked about more lighter topics. He shared a lot about his music taste especially, R&B is his favorite and helps him chill out often. I’ve never given it a try myself but I’m always happy to have an excuse to. I got dropped off at my building’s entrance, strolling in as I thought about the last thing I asked him before bidding him goodbye.

“Raph… do you think I’m a bad person?”

“Not even close. Like I said before, you’re just human.”

I hate to admit it, but there’s a lump in my throat from thinking about it. Weird thing is, I don’t mind it. The elevator’s quiet hum only made this peace more apparent. 

Ding!

And there goes my phone ruining that peace once again. I saw the notification, Zane texted. I guess his brother told him about our little “introduction”, if you can even call it that. 

Ding!

He also told him about Raph. And he’s mad at me now, asking who the guy in the gray hoodie was. He’s more focused on Raph than on his brother’s bullshit. Lovely.

…You know what, this can wait for another day. One thing at a time, Salena. One thing at a time.

Next Chapter

[hillerska-official]

Okay thoughts on everything that's dropped today in no particular order:

So obviously. Marcus and Simon is gonna be a thing to some extent. I'm not overly concerned though because it's very clear in the trailer that we have wilmon angst coming on both sides as well.

Felice holding Wille 💕 it's happening folks

Bye froggy. Bye bye.

"You cant call and threaten the royal family without expecting there to be consequences" my boy is out here giving an ultimatum or some shit.

August smiling in the mirrors. Hello?

Sara and August plotline looks intense. Very interested in August admitting he's got problems, but it also seems apparent hes not actually seeking real help.

Are we gonna... I havent seen anyone mention it but... the 2 minute mark of the trailer is um. Hes really going through it huh? I mean they said it got dark. I wonder how much of this is gonna stem from August being in his own head and how much from Willes vendetta? I wonder how much of it is going to be directly from Wille and his hard to justify actions and how much is going to be Augusts own failure to cope with negativity.

Anyways on that note, please make sure y'all take care of yourselves when the season comes out, if its gonna be safer for you to wait for someone to put together trigger warnings please wait the little extra time. If someone wants to volunteer to make that list ASAP I'll post to let y'all know 💕

I'm. I'm having a panic attack actually. This is only a half joke I genuinely feel ill and dizzy.

[marismoments39]

Dehya.

Okay tumblr folk I know some of y'all followed me for yuruyuri, and I still post that! but please give me just this week to post about DEHYA DEHYA DEHYHAY EYHDEHAYAAA OMGGGG DEHYA FROM GENSHIN INMPACT WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOo

There was just another announcement about her omgg

LOOK AT THAT EMOJI OMGG SHE'S SO CORNY I LOVE HER

ALSO ALSO LOOK LOOK

IT'S SO SICK I LOVE HER BURST I MEAN I ALREADY HAD PICS OF IT BUT STILL

I had to compress that like 4 times lol

YOOOOOOOOOOO LOOK AT THAT EMOJI OMG

bestie ily but that's not h ow you do thumbs up smh

GUYS I FOUND OUT WHY DEHYA'S SO GOOD LOOKING... she has money. that's how. of course. everything costs money, even looking good...

AAAAAAA COOL EMOJI WOO

AAAAAAAAAAA I'M SO EXCITEDDDDDD- I hope I get mona! She better go on my dehya team!!!!!!

OH ALSO TEASER FOR ANY WHO MISSED IT!!!!::::

OKAY BYE GONNA KEEP PREPARING FOR DEHYAAAA HOW? IDK BUT I IWLL UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[thedarkestgreys]

✨year end fic review✨

tagged by @muserepeats and @luuver3 💕 thanks friends!

whats your ao3 account?

thedarkestgrey

how many words did you write in total in 2022?

the very stupid number of 252,903

how many fics did you publish in 2022? how many were multichapter vs one shots?

eleven all together. three completed multi-chapters, three wip/on-going multi-chapters and five one-shots.

what was your longest fic? your shortest?

longest : your violent overnight rush (141,867 WIP) shortest: 'till our wide eyes burn blind (938 on-going)

what was your most popular fic? what was your least popular fic?

lol by the numbers we can just repeat the above answer in the same order. YVOR is very, very close to not only being my most popular of 2022 but my most popular of all time by the numbers, in like a fraction of the time? it blows me away tbh. with TOWEBB, like, I didn't expect much from it really, it's less than 1k and it's just a little bit extra from an existing fic. it was still fun to write out a backstory idea from the hades/persephone verse i created though!

what fic didn't perform as well as you thought it would?

i only have one chapter of it posted, but don't you dream impossible things? has under performed from kinda what i was expecting i guess? idk its hard to say these days, a year post the season coming out while in a hiatus until who knows when means that it's really only the diehards still around for the time being, so i'm lowering my expectations here folks.

what fic performed way better than you expected it would?

all of you, all of me (intertwined) Desert!Fexi for sure. It was just a chance for me to write about T-Town and y'all ate that shit up. i think they will make a comeback sometime in 2023 when i'm not so busy with a billion WIPS like rn?

what was your favorite fic you wrote from 2022?

I think at this point we all know how I feel about YVOR. that fic is my child. BUT!!!! the stray lines that unwind you is probably what I go back and reread the most out of everything I've published in this last year. maybe ever actually? it was just a fun little slice of life to live in when i wrote it and has some of my favorite fexi interactions i've ever written.

what was your favorite fic that somebody else wrote in 2022?

oh so many. the talent in this fandom is beyond.

i will scream about And no drugs for Lexi Howard, bye. by @changeyourwholepitch to anyone who wants to listen to me. it's just perfectly smutty and delicious. i think about inspiration point by @actnatural-ly a fucking lot too. and Someone To Watch Over Me by @muserepeats never fails to fuck me up. i would be remiss to not point out that i love so many fics from @myztify. and also to remind @calculated2stagger that she makes me want to retire 😘 (yall its a joke okay?)

tag your friends to do this year end fic review as well!

@sarahcakes613 @takearisk-ao3 uhhhhhh idk who hasn't done this yet?

[chaand-jalne-laga]

CJL LIVE BLOG SEASON 1 [EPISODE 3]

Hi. Lol. Finally yaad aa gaya ki I have another blog. Hehe. :) Come. Let's begin.

So we are back to where we left them last. In each other's arms. Under the 'moon light'.

2. They come out of their two-seconds trance and Tara is shocked by the glitch of the moon dropping down in spite of taking so much of care. Deva too looks flabbergasted by the rate his heart is roaring. Lol. Whatever.

3. Chacha and chachiji are staring at them with a lot of sus. Kya bhai? Aise kya dekh rahe ho unko? Tumhare hone wali dammad hai namaste nahi karoge kya? Bloody manner-less people.

4. "Aap theek hain?" Kyunki mera dil toh bohot zor se dhadak raha hai. Lol. Yahin kehne wale the na tum Dev?

5. Hmm. Dev Malik? Did I miss his false first name? Lol. I don't even remember anything from the last epi. Folks. Please halpppp. Okay? Dev ka first name was there in the last epi? Batana niche.

6. Kind of cryptic lines tho. So. Tara. He is already dropping ~not-so-subtle~ hints for you and staring at you with that knowing gaze. So. Did you guess him? Did you? I think not. Whatever.

7. This lil sister is. Okay. I know she is kind and considerate and all that. But she is also really dumb. Aur cheekh ke bol pagal. Taaki usse sunai hi de jaye, bewakoof.

8. Kunwari Ananya. Lol. Chachiji is something y'all.

9. Lol. Yeh log kitna khush hoke apne-aap ko introduce kar rahe hain for a good first impression. They don't even know that the kid whose life was ruined because of them is the man standing in front of them. First impression kya last impression bhi already bani hui hai ji inki toh. Lol. Whatever.

10. Lol. But the way that bg dancer came and took Tara away from him. He is absolutely in love with her. But is also heavily broken.

11. This choreography sucks. Yeah. It could have been better. But nvm. *shrugs*

12. Tara ko shocked and intrigued dikhane ke chakkar mein they completely made her as if she unwilling to dance at all. Bilkul stoic and rigid and forced. Nvm. *shrugs*

13. And we see that brother (Rohan?) drinking and enjoying the party. Such an asshole. Took money from his sister and yet came to the party leaving behind his ailing father.

14. He is about to answer her third question but she spots her brother and now is in no mood to hear the answer.

15. Dev is heart broken and full of rage that Tara left him in the middle of him speaking.

16. I think that trauma incident has affected more than one person. Poor ailing Baba is roaming in the streets while hallucinating about that fire incident. Tara running around with her car trying to spot him. Really. Hats-off to all those children who are literally ready to go to hell for their parents. Tara has somehow created a soft-corner in my heart. Coz I have seen my father irl taking care of his ill mother doing everything to keep her fit too. And I too have the same sentiment towards my parents.

17. Dev is emotional seeing Tara in front of him after so many years. He really did miss her. See? He loves her. I said it already. He cannot just stop recalling those few moments he got with her.

18. And now that chaand has been neatly packed and placed in his car 'with love' by Shagun. He looks at it with a yearning.

19. Nothing seems to be working out for Tara as she is now frustrated to know that some 'ameer admi' from another sheher has bought Badshah.

20. And yahan pe our Dev is having repeated flashbacks of his tortured past and thus takes the jeep to a secluded place only to burn down the chaand kept in his car. So. There you have it. Chaand Jalne Laga. Quite literally. This show doesn't miss to promote it's name whether it be through dialogues or props used by the leads.

21. Wow. NGL but the ending of each of the episode is so damn freaking amazing tho. Ok bye. God bless you.

[kaanbaltlak]

Man IDK I think a lot of people are conflicting various ideas in the discussion about "AI fanfics" and while yes, this discussion is important to have, we need to made a clear distinction between every element because the OTW have ONE element in mind to permit "AI fanfics" in the Archive and that element is flying over the head of many people.

Some discuss the ethical and legal aspect. With this I agree, that a lot of the scrapping is... (borderline) not-ethical, but it's still legal. At least in the fucking USA it is, so. Also, the "transformative" aspect is a tricky one. Some people are defining "AI fics" as "a regurgitation of someone else's ideas" and... you can say that about "human fanfic" too. Normies and haters say THAT about fics. So that's not a good definition at all, it doesn't help our case, and unless you can do a definition that won't have any repercussions to the legal state of fic, then "AI fics" are transformative. You can't like it, but that's how it is RN.

Some other people discuss this in the sense that an AI cannot be a fan and... Folks, that's a fucking stretch, okay? We all know that an AI ain't a fan. Jesus. And the OTW wasn't saying that the AI counts as the fan. For fuck's sake.

Some other people advocate for banning and IDK what the fuck tell you. Y'all know what banning does, right? Besides censorship, banning does nothing to stop the problem. People will just HIDE that their fic is an "AI" one. And y'all won't ever notice. Some will say it's was good, some will ditch the fic as a poorly written one. But we'll never know if it's "AI written" or not. And the "detection tools" are fucking garbage, so many false positives. With this one, the only thing we can ask for is tagging... Which ain't mandatory. So for this, we just have to ASSUME good faith. Assume that people aren't assholes and know etiquette. Just... Don't start more fearmongering nor harassment nor false accusations and such. The spam comment bot declaring some fics were "AI made" was enough. We don't need that coming from ACTUAL people.

Last thing is... There's a fan behind the AO3 account. The fan decided to prompt an AI to make a fic. The fan decided the output was fannish enough to put it on the Archive. I think that's what's behind the OTW saying that they "allow 'AI fics'" on the Archive. And if that's the case, I do agree. There's a fan behind all of it. There's a fan behind every single "bad and poorly written" fic, and this "bad and poorly written" fic now covers "AI made" ones.

Just some rough thoughts I needed to let out.

And I won't touch the "devaluing art" thing. I don't want to. I have enough with my Esthetic class. Bye.

[charliesinfern0]

pop, folk, and/or rap for the f/o questions?

1. Pop — What's the sweetest or nicest thing your f/o has done for you?

Charlie: Before we started dating, we were at a big event and I had started to panic, it came out of nowhere. It's vivid in my mind; People kept asking me if I was okay, and I had to say that I was fine but it only overwhelmed me even more. Then, Stu just walked up right beside me, leaned down to face me and said, "I'm heading out back for a smoke, you wanna come?" Charlie: I kind of snapped me out of it. I nodded, and while he was walking me out he put his arm around my shoulder and gave it a squeeze, and that kept me grounded. He knew I didn't smoke, and he kept me company until I was okay again. 2D: I could tell she wasn't doing good, I just did what I thought anybody else would have done. Charlie: It really did mean a lot to me, though. I'm really happy I met you. 2D: You're an angel, you know that?

3. Folk — What's something funny your f/o has done or said, or a moment that has made you laugh?

Charlie: We were on a phone call with each other and um… (holding back laughter) he-he was about to hang up, and he just said, "Okay, I'm falling down a well, I'll see you later. Love you, bye." Charlie: And then he let out this noise that sounded like he was yelling and it got quieter and quieter until he hung up, and I just burst out laughing because it was so cute and funny and it came out of nowhere! 2D: And I was worried that she actually thought I fell down a well, so I messaged her a second later saying that I was okay and that I didn't actually fall down a well. Charlie: And that only made me laugh harder, it was just so earnest!

7. Rap — What do you and your f/o do together that makes y'all happy/excited?

2D: I really love it when we perform together, it gets me all pumped up. Charlie: It's electric, really. Charlie: But I also enjoy the quiet moments we have, like when we bake together. 2D: Which is far and few between, 'cause we always run out of ingredients and then we have to go to the market. Charlie: Which I also enjoy doing with you. 2D: You say that about any time we spend together. Charlie: Because it's true! I'm happy whenever I'm with you. 2D: I'm starting to think you might fancy me. Charlie: Hmm… Maybe.

[feeling--pink]

I think they should hold hands!! 

[angelicamerlinbarnes]

How most people picture themselves in college: *typing with good posture, holding two books, wearing a hoodie with the logo on it, laughing with friends*

How I picture myself in college: *crying over a bowl of dry fruit loops while watching Scooby Doo at three in the morning wearing pajamas with kitties on them and also five inch heels just because*