#sea turtle sleeping underwater

[sleepy-bebby]

Sleeping sea turtle.

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[sixpenceee]

How a sea turtle sleeps underwater | source

[yangoodomens]

Yandere!Rise Leo x GN reader

CW: implied kidnapped

•°•°•°•°•《The beginning of forever》°•°•°•°•°•

I breathed in, trying to keep myself calm. I was going on a date, but not just any date, THE date. I have been friends with the Turtles for years now, and I wouldn't be lying if I said I had feelings for one of them, and he finally asked me on a date. 

I looked in the mirror one last time. I looked good, my [outfit of choice] was clean, my hair was neatly done in a [style of choice]. He had mentioned I didn't need to dress up, we weren't going somewhere extremely fancy. 

I hear my phone go off, I look over to see Leo's contact, a message displayed on the screen.

💙Blue boy💙 - Hope you're ready, ill be there in 5! Can't wait to see how Pretty/Handsome you are! 

🌸Y/N🌸 - I am, im really excited Leo, see you soon! 

Almost on cue, I heard a knock on my door. I took one last look at myself before I head down to greet him. Opening the door I see Leo. He wore a casual white collared sweater and jeans. He smiled as he saw me. "You're stunning", he praised, as he hands me a bouquet of light blue flowers, with a small shark plushie in the middle. 

A small giggle escaped me as I took the bouquet, "Leo, you didn't have to," I said to him. 

He smiles "I wanted to, you deserve it". He extends his hand to me, "ready to go?" 

I smiled, "Of course". I took his hand and walked with him. This day was going to be the best. 

°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°《Timeskip》•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•

We finally got to the place: a giant aquarium. He guides me in, and we start to walk around, pointing at all the pretty fish and sharks, laughing at the funny animals.

We walk into a underwater glass tunnel, As I walk through the mesmerizing aquarium tunnel, my senses are overwhelmed with the ethereal beauty that surrounds me. The vibrant colors of the coral reefs and the graceful movements of the exotic fish create a visual spectacle that transports me into a different world. The gentle sway of the water and the soft lighting further enhances the surreal atmosphere, casting a calming spell on my soul. The tunnel provides a unique perspective, allowing me to feel like I am swimming alongside these magnificent creatures, witnessing their elegance up close. It is a truly enchanting experience that leaves me in awe of the wonders of the underwater world.

I snap out of my amazed state to point to a turtle looking at lei, "it's you." I smiled stupidly as I joked. I looked at him, being met with him staring at me, "what?" I asked in a joking tone. 

"while the beauty of the aquarium tunnel catches the attention of all who pass through, your beauty passes even its amazement. Your vibrancy and grace fill my heart with an awe that no man-made wonder could ever match.", he longingly murmurs. 

I look at him, my face flared in a blush, "Leo..." I say, he cups my face, kissing my forehead, as he says, "I hope I make you half as happy as you make me." 

We finished our date. As he's walking me home, we chat and joke. I never see the glint in his eyes. We made it to my house. I kissed his cheeks as I said goodbye, starting to walk to my door. 

He grabs me, covering my mouth with a damp rag. I cough as he holds it to my face. I am getting dizzy. I hear him whisper in my ear as he pulls out his odachi sword and makes a portal, 

"There are plenty of fish in the sea, but you're the one for me. Sleep well, mi tesoro. "

°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•《End of story》°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

Hope you enjoyed

- Jett

[simpforboys]

midnight glow

neteyam sully x fem!metkayina!reader

summary: you sneak neteyam out of his marui pod to show him the ocean night life

warnings: fluff, um that’s really it, it’s very fluffy, you and neteyam are 18

based on yellow by coldplay

time was going by excruciatingly slow. you laid in your pod, your sister, tsireya, fast asleep next to you as your brother, ao’nung, snored in his sleep.

your mother and father were in a pod connected to yours. groaning lowly, you sat up and rubbed your eyes.

for some reason, you couldn’t sleep. stars barely illuminated the dark sky as you slowly stood up, careful not to trip over your siblings or disturb them.

you quietly walked towards the ocean, staring out as the plants and creatures glowed in the dark.

you smiled, putting your finned hand in the warm water as a turtle-like animal swam under your fingertips, allowing you to feel the bright shell.

your ears perked up when you heard a groan come from the sully pod. you gently approached it, peeking your head in to see neteyam pushing lo’ak over.

“get off of me, you skxawng (idiot).”

lo’ak snored as he slept deeply, tuk laid next to him and kiri tucked away in the corner.

you giggled, accidentally alerting neteyam of your presence.

he blushed as he stood up, not realizing you were watching him.

“what are you doing up?” he whispered.

you shrugged, his bright yellow eyes met your blue ones.

“couldn’t sleep. ao’nung snores too.” you smiled as neteyam grinned down at you.

“do you wish to join me for an adventure?”

neteyam eyed you curiously.

“come on, big boy. don’t be afraid.” you teased, walking out of the pod.

neteyam looked at his sleeping family, making the choice to follow you. he watched your light blue skin disappear into the water before you resurfaced, your curls floating around you in the water.

“za’u (come).” you said to the omaticaya.

you watched neteyam dive in, his braided hair resurfacing as he watched you.

“deep breath…” you lead neteyam’s breathing before you dove under the water.

neteyam followed you as you swam into a pink cave, creatures glowing as they approached you.

the boy watched you with a big grin as you giggled underwater, spinning around to watch a scaly otter as it circled you playfully.

you grabbed neteyam’s hand and led him into the cave, finally resurfacing once you reached an air pocket.

neteyam let out a deep breath, smiling as he caught you watching him.

“beautiful, isn’t it?” you beamed.

“yes, very beautiful.” neteyam wasn’t sure if he was talking about the sea or you. the way your skin and all the little details lit up with the sea was driving him crazy.

you smiled, calling out to your ilu. she came up within seconds, allowing both you and neteyam to pet her as she nuzzled you.

you got on your bonded animal, grabbing neteyam’s hand as he got on. his hands sat tightly on your waist as the ilu took off.

your stomach erupted in butterflies when you realized how he was holding you. his chest was against your back, his hands holding your hips.

➽─────────────────❥

you playfully splashed neteyam as you two walked back onto the shore, knees-deep in the ocean water.

the boy smirked mischievously as he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder. you squealed from the sudden action.

“fnu (quiet), my y/n.”

your face became extremely warm at the pronoun. neteyam eventually let you down, looking at you with adoration in his bright eyes.

it was no secret to anyone on awa’atlu that you and neteyam had a little thing going on.

while your mother wasn’t fond of the closeness, she knew better then to get involved.

your feet against the sand, a slight breeze in your hair. the way your frame was illuminated by the skyline, neteyam swore he met eywa for a second.

he grabbed a little flower and put it gently in your hair, tucking the curls.

“lor (beautiful)…” neteyam mumbled. you nuzzled your cheek into his big hand, allowing your other hand to intertwine with his.

“let me show you.” neteyam began to softly spin you around, doing a slow style dance that he saw his father do with his mother.

you giggled as he swayed you, his own chuckling causing your heart to flutter.

he held you against him, your back pressed tightly against his chest with your hands intertwined. you laid your head back against his shoulder, looking up at him lovingly.

his soft features were illustrated against the starry sky. he was humming a song from one of the omaticaya parties, enjoying your body heat.

you didn’t know what time it was, nor did you care. neteyam’s body felt so natural against your own, you never wanted to leave.

“oel ngati kameie (i see you), my neteyam.”

the words slipped out before you realized, but neteyam leaned his head down to press a lingering kiss to your forehead.

“oel ngati kameie, my y/n. i want to spend every breathing moment with you.”

you leaned off of neteyam, his hands still in yours. you stared into his eyes.

“what are you-“

“i wish to be your mate, your forever, if you would allow me.”

you couldn’t contain your happiness as you leaned in, pressing a kiss on neteyam’s lips. he held your hips, grinning through the kiss.

you finally began to pull away, smiling bright at your lover.

“i wish to be your mate, neteyam. my neteyam.”

the boy pulled you back into his chest, his long arms wrapped tightly around your body as you held his waist snugly.

the two of you began to dance in the moonlight again, unaware neteyam’s father, jake, was watching you two from the marui pod.

the father had a proud smile on his face, reminding him of when neytiri and him mated.

and he was beyond proud his eldest son had found his forever.

[saltykidcreation]

9. Journey To New York

All preparations already completed.

"Okey, guys now we ready go home" said leo.

"Shame, it's beautiful place" said mikey with disappointed tone. Raph' gave him deadpaned staring.

"I think you forget that we are stranded here," mikey just shrugged.

They journey to new york was beginning. The mermiads following from underwater and sometime they push the boat.

Mikey can't helped to feels bored on boat, in morning when he first that woke up, He called beryl and told her that he feels bored. Then beryl had idea.

Leo wake up, he looks around and he saw mikey was not sleeping besides him. Leo curses that somehow he oversleep and now Mikey looks like always woke up first. Leo woke raph and donnie up for searching mikey and before they three got more panicked they heard laughing, they hurry up to saw, beryl on mikey shell jumping on ocean like dolphins. Mikey saw his brothers already woke up but not stopping.

"Hey... Bro... Let's... Play... It's fun" before others turtles said anything, other mermaids raised from water and asked them to play I g with them too. At first the turtles no want but until.

"Are you scare raph? " asked Kendall with teasing tone.

"Me scare?. You're on" replied raph then pluge into water and swimming with Kendall.

"I want to know do can make me look like ride a jet ski" asked donnie to Adriana.

"Sure , come here" Adriana over her hand and donnie took it. Leo sigh and rubbed his forehead.

"Leo. Do you want test how long you can hold your breath in water? " asked vanora. Leo knows what vanora trying to do.

" who will guarding the boat if we all in water?" asked leo. Vanora gave leo Deadpaned looks.

"Really, leo!? Do you think me and my friends were not thinking about that" said vanora got offended, leo raised his hand in surender gesture.

"Okey, I am sorry. I just make sure" then leo diving with vanora. Leo and his brothers can hold bearth for like 55 minutes underwear when they prepared. Vanora offering him to made leo can breath in water for temporary but leo refused because he want training his breath.

Leo saw the beauty of under the sea, vanora showing him a few animals and little ironic, a sea turtle and leo dare swear the sea turtle seeing him with puzzled look. Leo occasionally saw his brothers in water with other mermaid.

Vanora hugged leo then brought leo to surface to took breath , they both laughing.

They need a week to finally arrived to new York , the turtles brothers were not realised how far they stranded. The turtles and mermaid finally arrived not far away from new York surface but far enough to seeing by humans and they arrived when nighttime made good cover for them. The mermaids made the boat disappears.

Donnie manage to called April from a. Phone that falls on Street.

"Donnie? It's that you. Oh my God. You and other missing for weeks" said April from a phone that donnie used.

" we are fine, April but we need transportation, now. I send address ."

"Okey, I get them but you all must tell me what happened to you" said April. After donnie gave April address she hang up the phone.

30 minutes later a garbage truck belong to the turtles arrived. April asking Casey and Bern to help her brought the truck. Three humans surprised to saw a four women wearing seaweed dress standings with the turtles. April looks at turtles with looks said 'who are they? '

"Later" said leo.

Vern about to flirting with one of the girl but the looks that raph gave made him back away. Since there's no many space left for the girls, they just sat on the turtles lap.

The journey to lair relatives quite.

The turtles kind worry what they should telling to their father.

[the-monkey-ruler]

Is there an article that says the name of the Taoist skills and their respective characteristics of the monkey king? His Magic powers?

This isn’t a full list of them if that is what you mean? I know that JTTWR has a list in the works and an article explaining a lot of skills but there isn't really a full list. and while I have tried to catalog all his names powers I haven’t gotten around to organizing it.

This is NOT a list of his 72 transformations, but just a list of what he has used his power within the book.

Changed into a small sparrow perched on a tree

Changing himself into a cormorant

Changed into a small fish

Changed at once into a water snake

Changed again into a spotted bustard

Turned self into a pine tree

Rode a 'fierce wind' for monkeys

A mighty wind, hurtling pebbles, and rocks, a wind arose and separated the king from his subjects

Magic of body division

Plucked a handful of hairs, chewed them to pieces in his mouth, and spat and changed into thousands of little monkeys, who snatched and grabbed weapons

Magic of displacement, calling up a great wind, which carried all the little monkeys back to their home  

Magic of water restriction leaped into the waves, which parted for him, and he followed the waterway 7

Magic of cosmic imitation, grew to be ten thousand feet tall, with a head like the Tai Mountain and a chest like a rugged peak, eyes like lightning a mouth like a blood bowl, and teeth like swords and halberds.

Transformed himself into a creature with three heads and six arms

Magic of immobilization, transfixed

Magic of body concealment, invisible

Changed into the form of the Great Immortal of Naked Feet

Plucking a few hairs, he threw them into his mouth and chewed them to pieces before spitting them out and sleep-inducing insects

Exerted his magical power and changed himself into a figure having the features and height of Erlang

Changed into the form of Holy Father Erlang

Hair changed into a writing brush with extra thick hair soaked in heavy ink

Magic power of foreknowledge, divination

Hair changed into a sharp, curved knife

Magic of overturning seas and rivers, he transformed the clear, limpid water of the Eagle Grief Stream into the muddy currents of the Yellow River during high tide

A strong wind arose and whipped the fire into a mighty blaze

Changed at once into an exact semblance of that old monk 72 magic to 'seize the wind' allowed the head of the wind to move past but he caught hold of its tail and sniffed at it

Changed at once into a spotted-leg mosquito

Magic of body protection, he stretched his waist and at once grew more than six feet, attaining the height of ten feet altogether

Magic of the body beyond the body, creates more selves, the body changes into ten of me, and the ten can also change into one hundred. In fact, the transformation can grow to millions and billions

Water-repelling spell breathe underwater

Change into a water creature like a fish, shrimp, crab, or turtle

Change hair changed at once into a specious Pilgrim

Change hairs into the elder, another changed into a figure like himself, and the two other trees changed into Sha Monk and Eight Rules

Magic of revivification  

Magic of the spirit leaving the body  

Pat a mouthful of water to break illusions

Spell that brought him the God of Day Patrol, the God of Night Patrol, and the Guardians of Five Quarters, to whom he gave the following instruction

Changed into Hill-Pawing Tiger, while he himself changed into Sea-Lolling Dragon.

Magic of thinning the body  

Straightening up his torso, he grew about three and a half feet instantly

Magic of shortening the ground and moving the mountain

He changed at once into a cloth wrapper adorned with gold

Making the fire-repellent sign he hurled himself into the fire to search for the fiend

Water-division magic, he opened up a pathway for himself through the waves

changed himself into the form of one of those old Daoists

Magic of head cutting, his head came off with a swishing sound and grew a new one.

At once his belly closed up completely

At once he changed into a boy with the exact appearance of that child Guanbao.

Blew a mouthful of magic breath onto Eight Rules, whose body at once took on the form of the little girl.

Magic of invisibility  

Wind-arresting magic  

Magic of seizure

Magic of traction, taking hold of the two fiends and mounting the to head for the southeast

Changed at once into a herd of ferocious striped tigers, prowling and growling, which had the main road completely blocked

Grew to thousands of feet tall, body diminished in size until he became as small as a mustard seed.

Magic of Body-Vanishment, body to shrink and immediately became free of the ropes.

Changed into a tiny fly,

Changed with one shake of his body into an old, hungry hawk

Changed with one shake of his body into a pangolin

He shook his body and changed at once into a neat young priest,

Change with one shake of his body into the appearance of that Little Wind Cutter whom he first met on the road

He changed into a tiny mole cricket

With one shake of his body into a little bee

Change into the form of the Tang Monk

He changed with one shake of his body into a moth

Changed back into an ant

Magic of Passage, He shrank his body and climbed out of the ropes

At once he changed into a little firefly,

Mouthful of immortal breath toward the ground on the southwest. Immediately a gust of dark wind blinded the people's eyes, and only then could the pilgrims proceed.

Spell of release, bandits gradually regained consciousness

That is at least MOST of the times that Wukong has used magic and that is undoubtedly more than what he can do considering that 'changing' your form is just one thing.

Again this is NOT his list of 72 transformations, just a list of what he has used in the book.

[grayintogreen]

WIP WEDNESDAY

I'm about halfway done with this chapter since, again, it's a long one and it's taking a bit more time than expected to finish due to length and the fact that I'm in the middle of inventory prep, SO here's a nice chunky WIP Wednesday.

It's also a very sad one, so you know. Happy Wednesday, have some Jester sadness.

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When Nott- no Veth, no but she was Nott then, but she was also always Veth oh whatever- was first learning how to shoot firearms, Jester had been curious about them. She’d seen them worn on the hips of travelers coming into the Chateau and knew the exact sound they made when the belts containing them hit the polished wooden floor of her mother’s quarters. Once, from the secret place she watched all manner of exploits, she’d observed an old man from Tal’Dorei, who bragged about being a rifleman to anyone who would listen before going up, show off his collection. She had to stifle a giggle as her mother suggestively dragged her fingers down each polished barrel and spoke in clever innuendo all while praising him for considerable talents he’d only spoken about but never proven. He wouldn’t need to- the beauty of being in the Ruby of the Sea’s sights is that no matter what you told her, she would believe with her whole heart until the second you were no longer within those walls.

So with that in mind, it meant that Jester had never seen one used until she started watching Nott firing off round after round and, of course, she wanted to see up close now that she could. The resulting tinnitus had lasted for hours until Caduceus took pity on her and used a restoration spell to restore her hearing. The memory of that feeling never really went away and she went from being curious about guns to wanting to be as far from the field from them as possible.

Right now it felt like someone had fired a gun right next to her ear, leaving everything ringing like someone had hit a bell inside her head. Toll the dead, laughed some kneejerk little thought that didn’t belong here. It was the only series of words that made any sense to her at this moment- everything else was far away.

Her eyes hadn’t moved from Fjord’s crumpled form. If she took a step closer, his blood would touch her boots from where it was still pooling out beneath him. His skin was ashen, his eyes wide open and unfocused and staring right at her- oh gods.

But if she didn’t look at his eyes, she would have to look at the gory mess of his ripped open stomach, and if she turned around, she would run to the other side of the ship and start crying and throwing up and she couldn’t afford to do that. Heal him! Another voice, this one livid, shouted at her. You’re running out of time!

I didn’t bring any diamonds.

No one had. Cree and Caduceus were two feet from her, whispering frantically, their words sounding warped like she was hearing them from underwater. “My bag is in the officer’s quarters, but I will not make it back within a minute. And I burned all of my bigger spells on the fucking dragon turtle.”

“I did too. We can… We can try in the morning.”

The ringing still wouldn’t subside, like it was trying to keep her distant from reality by providing some kind of buffer, so when Jester choked, she thought it was softer than it actually was, because she could barely hear it. Cree and Caduceus jerked their heads to look directly at her for the first time since she’d screamed and she backed away from everyone’s desperate, comforting hands, because she didn’t want to be touched, she didn’t deserve it, because if she had been with Fjord, then this wouldn’t be happening.

She’d just wanted to sleep in the mansion, that was all. It wasn’t like they were fighting. Fjord preferred the captain’s quarters and when Jester shared his bed, she never got to cuddle with the mansion cats, so it felt like a fine compromise. She’d kissed him good-night as they both limped away and she’d fallen into a deep, exhausted slumber in a pile of cats until she was woken barely an hour later by Cree sounding an alarm.

She’d just grabbed her sickle because she didn’t have any spells left. She hadn’t thought anyone was going to die. And now Fjord was dead and they were going to have to leave him like this and she couldn’t, she couldn’t-

“We have to do something,” she said, because choking wasn’t conducive to actually explaining her feelings. Her voice didn’t sound like her own even beyond the distortion. It was like someone else was speaking and that person was on the verge of a panic attack. That was strange. Everything felt so numb and yet… was she shaking? Was that her heart thudding like that? “We can’t leave him like this.”

Caduceus started talking the way he did when there was grief to be consoled and she slapped her hands over her ears to block out the garbled noise of it, childishly. Now everything was muted but the ringing and the thud, thud, thud of her heart that she felt strangely distanced from. She shut her eyes so she wouldn’t see his lips move or the offended way he would look at her when he realized she was shutting him out.

She counted to ten and opened her eyes. Caduceus, shoulders drooped in something akin to defeat, had knelt down beside Fjord and was casting magic on him- gentle repose and a small healing spell to close up the wound on his stomach and keep his insides in place.

The urge to vomit came again and this time it wouldn’t be ignored simply because she was disassociating. She ran to the rail and threw up so hard that she was yanked back into her body and felt everything tenfold- every ache and pain from the battle, every bruise left by the weight of her grief. She cried and choked and hyperventilated and mumbled it’s all my fault between heaves and didn’t stop until she was pulled against a soft furry chest and a rumbling purr began to vibrate through her entire body.

“It is not your fault, Jester,” Cree murmured.

“I should have been with h-him,” she hiccuped. She couldn’t admit that to anyone else- just Cree. Cree understood what it was like to be a cleric and let someone you loved slip through your hands.

“Do not blame yourself- blame me, if you must blame anyone aside from the ones who hurt him. I was close by and I sensed nothing. They got by us all.”

She wasn’t going to blame Cree any more than she was going to blame Yasha, feet away and being held up by Molly and Beau. The look on her face said she would break if anyone came close to blaming her and proving what she likely already believed and Jester would have fought anyone who tried. It was easier to blame herself for being selfish and choosing a bunch of cats over Fjord.

“I don’t wanna wait,” Jester whimpered into Cree’s chest. “What if he doesn’t come back? What if Uk’otoa has his soul or something and the ritual doesn’t work?”

“We do not have any other choice.”

She could argue for hours and get nowhere and only make it that much harder. If the three of them didn’t sleep, then there wouldn’t be any bringing Fjord back at all, but how was she supposed to sleep knowing Fjord was dead? Shouldn’t someone watch him in case Malachi came back?

“Th-they were after that crystal inside of him,” she sniffed. “We can’t leave him alone. I’ll stay up with him.”

“You will not be able to do the ritual.”

Jester laughed pathetically. “I can’t be the one to do it. I’ll fuck it up. You gotta do it, Cree. I’ll… I’ll help, but…”

But Cree worshiped a demigod of death. She had sway there. The only ritual she’d ever successfully helmed was the one that saved Yasha back in Eiselcross, and that was because no one else was willing to try it until Artie told her she should. She trusted Cree’s spellwork more right now.

“I will perform the ritual, then,” Cree sighed. “But please, Jester, I will not sleep well unless I know you are not causing yourself any harm.”

Of course she was causing herself harm- she’d decided to lock herself up in the captain’s quarters with Fjord’s body and would hear absolutely nothing else about it. That was going to fuck with her and leave her haunted. There was no sugarcoating it, no pretending that she could make a game of it. It was just going to happen and the consequences of it would be compartmentalized until she could deal with them properly, just like always.

“I have to stay with him,” she repeated, simply, and then pulled away from the comfort of Cree’s arms to go and collect Fjord- no, Fjord’s body. He was so much heavier now that he’d gained some muscle, but he still felt too light when she lifted him up in a bridal carry, his head lolling against her shoulder. It was like the absence of his soul was something felt all the way down into his bones.

Orly played a soft dirge of inspiration for her because he couldn’t offer anything else. She held the spark of it in her heart not knowing if she would have any use for it tonight, but grateful all the same for the gift. Marius held the door to the captain’s quarters open for her and then shut it behind her, leaving her alone to lay Fjord’s limp form down on his bed.

There was blood on the sheets and, in desperation to be rid of the sign, she tore them out from under him, only to find that he’d bled straight through to the mattress. Furious, she balled the sheets up in her hands, and threw them out into the ocean where she watched them sink beneath the waves as the Ball-Eater continued its course towards Rumblecusp.

She looked over her shoulder. She’d left the doors leading back into the quarter’s thrown open and she could see a bit of ashen green in the corner. If she really put her mind to it, she could believe he was just sleeping and she’d just stepped out here to get some air.

Her breath hitched. What good was it to pretend? For another eight hours, Fjord was gone and getting farther and farther away. She dropped to the floor and pressed herself into a corner of the balcony with her knees drawn up to her chin. Yeah, you’re gonna do so good watching for danger out here, Jester. You’re so stupid and selfish. First you leave him alone to sleep with a bunch of spectral cats and now you can’t even sit next to his body.

“You’re being awfully hard on yourself, my dear.”

Her head shot up. Leaning against the wall in the space between the balcony and Fjord’s quarters was Artagan, hood down and the lion’s mane of his hair falling freely across his shoulders and down his back. His arms were crossed over his chest and the long tapered fingers of his left hand tapped a steady rhythm on his right bicep. He was staring a spot across from him where nothing was suggesting he was looking beyond what was physically present.

Slowly, Jester got to her feet, catching herself on the railing when she lost her footing- how long had she been sitting there spiraling? Long enough for her foot to go to sleep. She hissed and shook it out, trying to get the tingles to go away. “What are you doing here, Artie?”

She didn’t mean for it to sound accusatory, but it came out that way, regardless. She pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth and took an unsteady step forward. “I mean… I figured you’d be…” Where? On Rumblecusp watching his big plan spiral out of his control? Keeping an eye on Twiggy so they could find her easily when they finally got there? Drinking cocktails on some other island and absolutely ignoring any responsibilities he might have?

Right. It was no more fair for her to be hard on him than it was for her to be hard on herself. She took a step back and pressed herself against the rail again. “Sorry.”

“What do you have to be sorry about, Jester? You didn’t gut him where he stood. I didn’t either, of course.” Maybe with anyone else that would have been shouted defensively, but to her ears, it barely sounded like a statement of fact. Or maybe she was just too used to defending everything he did and said without considering context.

Shut up. Shut up. Artie’s my friend. He’s done so much for me. There’s no fucking reason for you to be mean. The you here being the shitty little voice that had taken up residence in her brain and decided to be a dick instead of helpful. When there was nothing else left to hit, you punched at yourself and everyone around you.

Artagan took his eyes off of whatever faraway place he’d trained them on. “That was going to happen the next time he set foot on the ocean, regardless of why and when.”

That bitter little voice said could’ve warned me and she bit it off before she could let it slip out loud. What would it have done to know? Made them more careful, sure, but would that have been enough? Maybe Fjord went willingly instead of having to be ripped apart to save them all. Maybe there was no body to preserve and resurrect in that version.

She blew a raspberry. “Is there any way to make it stop?”

“I think you know exactly what they were after and how much trouble they went through to try and get it. Your purple friend pulled out a gambit that won’t work twice.”

Because they only had one more of those stupid crystals and it was in Fjord. That explained why they were trying to open him up like a fish. Malachi might have made off with the one Molly threw away to take it to the temple they’d avoided with Avantika, but now there was one left and once they had that one…

Fjord could get rid of it somewhere far from the sea like they talked about doing, but that was the only way that would work. The other option was that he never went back to the sea and if she were going to ask him to do that, she might as well not bring him back. The oaths he swore to the Wildmother were out on the waves- part of his soul was out here. Land would be a cage and a prison for him no matter how far they walked if he knew that he would never sail again.

“Maybe we just kill Uk’otoa then,” she grumbled, petulantly.

Artagan laughed. “I have no doubt you could, my dear, but you have enough gods and monsters on your dance card as it stands.” He lifted an arm and gestured her closer and no bitter voices or dark thoughts could make her stay still and stand alone when given the opportunity to burrow into the folds of his cloak and curl against his side. She inhaled deeply until her nose burned with the crisp, spicy scent of evergreen that conjured images of thick forests of pine trees like arrows pointing towards candy pink skies.

It took barely a minute for her joy to become sorrow again as she wept into his side like someone had punctured a hole in her heart and this was all she had to bleed out. She was frustrated and tired and angry and confused and this whole journey had barely started and even if it wasn’t her fault, it all felt like her fault. She bit her tongue until she tasted her own blood and clung tighter to Artagan’s body like she could hold him here and refuse to let him go.

Artagan had clearly never suffered a young woman bawling on him like this and did nothing but stand still like a statue with his arm around her shoulders and mumble awkward, desperate pleas for her to stop crying, that it would be all right, and that it would all seem less like an absolute disaster in the morning. It was shockingly mortal of him, like he was trying to figure out how to mimic compassion by what he’d observed from others, because he otherwise had no context for it. It was enough to make her laugh through the least of her sobs.

“Promise me something, Artie?” She finally forced out when she could form a sentence that wasn’t some stumbling, stuttering mess. “Promise me when this is over, you won’t leave me.”

His tongue clicked against the roof of his mouth as he hissed like he’d been scalded. She was afraid to look up into his face, afraid of what she’d see there. “I’ll do my best.”

She made the decision not to ruin the only comfort she had for this long, agonizing eight hour wait by pointing out how that wasn’t a promise. Like many things that troubled her that she didn’t have the energy to be upset about or analyze, she pushed it aside to be forgotten in order to simply take joy in what she had currently.

[miras-false-pr0phet]

I Paired Songs with Every Single Animal Dance in Animal Jam Classic

This doesn't include the patterned versions, like Snowflake Arctic Wolf, Autumn Coyote, Jamaaliday Deer, etc.

BIG ol' list with song links below!

BY THE WAY: Most of these songs are probably explicit! I was focusing mostly on unique takes, beats/BPM, and just general goodness.

Arabian Horse - FΛSHION (Britney Manson)

Arctic Fox - All Men Are Pigs (Studio Killers)

Arctic Wolf - The Night (Voltaire)

Bunny - Fine (Lemon Demon)

Camel - Animal (*repeat repeat)

Cheetah - 8 now (food house)

Clydesdale Horse - Here Comes the Hotstepper (Ini Kamoze)

Cougar - Imma Be (Black Eyed Peas)

Coyote - Crank It Up (Joey Valence & Brae)

Crocodile - Good Vibrations (Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch)

Deer - Hey Ya! (Outkast)

Direwolf - Rock It For Me (Caravan Palace)

Dolphin - Booty Swing (Parov Stelar)

Eagle - Lay All Your Love On Me (ABBA)

Elephant - Rasputin (Boney M)

Falcon - The Outside (Twenty One Pilots)

Fennec Fox - Let's Groove (Earth, Wind & Fire)

Flamingo - Funkytown (Lipps Inc.)

Fox - Break It Down Again (Tears For Fears)

Giraffe - still feel. (half•alive)

Goat - Get It Right (Left Boy)

Great Horned Owl - Say It Right [Violin] (Joel Sunny)

Horse - Pretty Ugly (Tierra Whack)

Hyena - Genghis Khan (Miike Snow)

Kangaroo - High (Sir Sly)

Koala - Call This # Now (The Garden)

Lemur - Monkey Tree (Mother Mother)

Lion - Talking, Sleeping, Waiting (JHAS)

Llama - Dancin [KRONO Remix] (Aaron Smith)

Lynx - Upside Down (Oliver Tree)

Monkey - Cool City (Danny Elfman)

Moose - Americano (Lady Gaga)

Octopus - Tennis Court (Lorde)

Otter {Land} - Reflections (MisterWives)

Otter {Underwater} - Sharks (Imagine Dragons)

Owl - Lost In The Rhythm (Jamie Berry)

Panda - Bulletproof (La Roux)

Penguin {Land} - Deceptacon (Le Tigre)

Penguin {Underwater} - My Type (Saint Motel)

Pig - Null 2 (Graham Kartna)

Polar Bear {Land} - Boreas (The Oh Hellos)

Polar Bear {Underwater} - Death Is A Girl (Mini Mansions)

Raccoon - Drunk-Dazed (ENHYPEN)

Red Panda - Space Ghost Coast To Coast (Glass Animals)

Rhinoceros - Birthday Suit (Cosmo Sheldrake)

Sabertooth - Demigod (KT Tunstall)

Sea Turtle - 90210 [Acoustic Ver.] (blackbear)

Seal {Land} - Shotgun (George Ezra)

Seal {Underwater} - Shotgun (George Ezra)

Shark - Wriggle [Edit] (Cosmo Sheldrake)

Sheep - Droopy Likes Your Face (C418)

Skunk - The Russian Music Box (Soon Hee Newbold)

Sloth - Burn The House Down (AJR)

Snow Leopard - Circular Road (Heathers)

Tiger - American Money (BØRNS)

Toucan - Riptide [FlicFlac Remix] (Vance Joy)

Wolf - Roll with the Wind (Alexander Rybak)

[theinternetcafe]

A Recap of The Red Turtle.

An animated film about a stranded man on a mysterious tropical island guarded by a massive sea turtle.

Shipwreck to shipwreck?

The movie begins with an unnamed man fighting to stay afloat and get back to his small boat during a dangerous ocean storm, after a brief black screen we see him washed ashore onto a bamboo forested tropical island far from any civilization. After searching inland for fresh water and fruits he began searching the outer parts and spots a floating barrel in the ocean, making his way to it from the top of a cliff he slips and falls into an enclosed cave, thinking fast he spots an opening just big enough underwater and manages to slip through but when he inspects the barrel it breaks.

He then gathers fallen bamboo to start working on a raft, at night he spots a group of baby sea turtles making their way to the ocean, after dreaming of flying across a bridge stretched across the ocean he wakes up and begins constructing the raft and a boat ramp to move it into the water. While resting and eating he feeds a small group of crabs then gathers more food and sets sail while the crabs watch, his raft is soon broken by an unknown creature, and he is forced to swim back to the island where the crabs seem to greet him.

He immediately starts working on another raft until the sounds of cicadas suddenly stop, he heads to the beach only to find that there's nothing there and the sound of the cicadas return. Some time passes, as seen by him now having facial hair, he sets sail again on a raft twice as big only to be met with the same fate. After living on the island for what appears to be months, giving the state of his clothing, he is woken one night by the sound of a quartet (a 4-man orchestra) but upon closer inspection they disappear then reappear at a different location to only disappear again.

The following morning, while working on a third raft he spots a dead sea lion which was briefly shown the day he arrived. Making customized pants from the fur he sets sail on his biggest raft yet equipped with two sails and a bamboo spear, after his raft is attacked and broken by the same creature, he finally meets it face to face, a red sea turtle almost three times his size. After identifying him as a non-thread it leaves, and the man is once again forced to swim back to the island.

The Red-Haired Woman

After expressing his frustration in the forest he spots the same turtle coming onto land, with rage in his eyes he rushes to it and hits it on the head with a peace of bamboo then flips it onto its back. Later that day he is building another raft while the turtle lays in the scorching sun unable to move, that night after realizing what he's done he desperately tries to flip it over then splashes sea water onto its face. He sleeps besides it and wakes up to look around the beach but when he looks back he's in shock to see a red hair woman inside of the turtle shell, he makes sure he isn't dreaming then rushes to give her fresh water and builds a small shelter to protect her from the sun.

The next day he realizes her shelter isn't enough to keep the rain from passing through the leaves so he heads inland to gather more but upon return the woman is no longer there. After the day passes the woman, now in the ocean, watches him sleep at the edge of the shore. Realizing he has no clothes he drops his tunic and wait in the forest for a moment then walks out only to find her casting her broken shell into the ocean, seeing this he hesitantly casts his unfinished raft into the ocean then sinks into the water for a swim.

She soon joins him and the two seemingly embrace for a moment. Getting out, they sit on the sands of the lagoon where he reflects on his previous outrage while she opens oysters, tracing her fingers down his face they both walk back to the island where they embrace and eventually kiss.

New Life

The movie introduces their newborn boy who finds a glass flask washed up near the rocks, the parents begin to draw in the sand with the dad drawings caveman fighting mammoths and the mom drawing a turtle. The scene shifts to the family picking plants near the same cave entrance at the start with the son falling into it this time where shortly after he learns to swim, after the mom instructs him to swim underneath he passes through the same opening his dad did, exiting the cave he meets a small green sea turtle who just looks at him for a moment before his dad swims to get him.

A few years later the son, now a teenager, is now swimming with two green sea turtles for a short time. The scene moves to the whole family gathering oysters in hand crafted baskets, the son heads inland while the parents stay on the lagoon but suddenly notice the seagulls acting strangely. Noticing the water in the lagoon has cleared, the mom then looks out at the ocean only to see a huge tidal wave heading their way, meanwhile the son notices the sounds of cicadas has stopped and heads back to the beach only to be forced back when the tsunami reaches the shoreline, all while the parents desperately run to the island.

After surviving, the son climbs out of the fallen bamboo and searches the island for his parents, he finds his mom passes out in a ditch with an injured leg but no signs of his dad. His mom signals that he was taken by the current into the ocean and after hugging her he sets out to find his dad with the help of his now three turtle friends. An entire day passes when he finally catches a glimpse of his dad hanging on to a peace of baboo for dare life but soon falls into the ocean due to exhaustion, the turtles help keep him from sinking and the son pulls him above the surface where the turtles help them back to the island.

Finally reaching the shore they are greeted by the mom with a hug finally united after a few days, they clear the broken bamboo and build a huge pile where they then burn it at night. Several years later the son, now a young man with facial hair, dreams of the ocean creating a giant wall around the island. Taking time to walk around the island and think about what he just dreamt he is spotted by his dad but wasn't followed. At the end of the following day he sits next to his parents where they silently understand that he wants to leave, they spend the final night sleeping together as a family and the parents see him off the next day where he swims out into the ocean with his turtle friends.

The Rest Of Our Lives

The couple now alone grieve the departure of their son and spend time comforting each other. Many years later the couple, now elderly, spend their days walking around the island and dancing with one another. One night while the mom sleeps, the dad looks out at the ocean as he slowly closes his eyes and passes away in his sleep, the dying sounds of the cicadas as this happens wakes the mom and she finds her lover now deceased. She spends the next few days next to him grieving until one night she lays next to him holding his hand and slowly turns back into the red turtle then leaves towards the ocean where the movie ends.

[yautja-lover]

Bayverse Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles One-shot 🐢 💙❤️💜🧡

Camping Trip 🏕 Part 2 Thalassophobia 😱

Summary:The turtles are going on a camping trip and invited you to come with them, during the camping trip the turtles find out that you can't swim.

Warning:Female reader has anxiety and thalassophobia. (which is the persistent and intense fear of deep bodies of water such as the sea, oceans, or lakes)

Inspired: by the Bayverse turtles finding out that you don't know how to swim so they offer to teach you imagine.

Part 1 is here 🙌

You were sleeping peacefully when all of a sudden your slumber was disturbed...

"Pst.. dudette, it's time to wake up!" an excited voice said while trying to be quiet as possible.

Not ready to wake up just yet, you rolled over with a groan while mumbling something earning a sigh from your waker.

"C'mon, angel cakes you don't wanna be late for your swimming lessons.." then added, "Or Leo will start using his authoritative voice."

A very long groan falls from your mouth as you rolled over again and... SMACK!!

"OW! Turtle with a nosebleed! Turtle with a nosebleed! Turtle with a nosebleed!" Mikey exclaimed while holding his snout as he walks out of your tent with you trailing behind him a cloth in hand to stop the bleeding. "Oh, Mikey I am so so sorry." catching the three terrapin's attention "What da' shell happen?!" Raph questioned. "I may have accidentally elbowed poor Mikey here in the snout." you confessed sheepishly while Donnie goes into 'doctor mode' and checks his little brother's snout, "Is it broken?" Mikey asked.

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Leo expected it to be a bit of a challenge on teaching you, how to swim.. but what he didn't expect was, how stubborn you are to go IN the water. First, you wouldn't go into the lake because you said that "the water is too cold" while Mieky is swimming on his back and shouted "What are you talking about cupcake?! The water feels fine, dudette!" You just looked at him, incredulously, and now you're saying that "the water isn't even your element and you should stay on the ground, where it's safe with a good book."

So the blue-masked terrapin figured he'd start your lesson off with some breathing exercises to help with your anxiety. Once you've calmed down and relaxed enough to go in the lake, he had you in an area where it's shallow enough that your feet can still touch the bottom. Leo is floating in front of you while Raph is behind you, both of the two oldest terrapins are only a few inches away from you making you swim back in forth. While Mikey is on your far left and Donnie is on your right cheering you on. Every time you would swim towards Leo while Raph would swim behind you making sure to keep a distance so he doesn't bump into you but still close by just in case. Then repeat the same routine, when they have you swim back to Raph with Leo moving in behind you while they praise you each time.

You were starting to get the hang of it and were making another lap towards Leo but, he accidentally went out a little too far this time causing you to have a whiplash from your past and start having a panic attack. All four of the turtles were trying to calm you down but you were too far gone to even hear them, like torpedoes the four terrapins went underwater to save you from drowning. The Leader and Hothead ended up headbutting each other before going back up when they didn't find you 'Where the shell did you go?!' both of them thought, "RAPH!?", "LEO!?" the two alpha males growled at each other, as the youngest terrapin pop back up shouting "MIKEY!!" while the tech-turtle frantically searches for you. Unbeknownst to them, you were perfectly fine, well.. besides the fact that your practically holding on to Donnie's shell trembling like a leaf with wide eyes.

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The five of you - scratch that the four of you decided to huddle up by the fire for the rest of the evening telling stories while Mikey makes dinner and Leo sulks away alone in his tent. Donnie was talking about something.. you weren't paying attention since you were worrying over Leo. You should've told them and the whole thing could've been avoided instead of chickening out.. and poor Leo wouldn't be in his tent sulking, let alone giving the boys a damn heart attack. As the saying goes 'shoulda coulda woulda' and what's done is, done. All you could do now is learn from your mistakes and move on, letting out a sigh as Raph nudged your shoulder gently "Ya 'kay there, short-stack?" he asked with a concerned look on his face.

When you didn't say anything Raphael followed your gaze that lead to Leonardo's tent then, grunted before patting you on the back as he spoke "He'll come 'round. Even if it means I have to drag 'em out myself." You couldn't help but smile at the last part cause he would do that too "Dinner is served, dudes and dudette!" Mikey exclaimed carrying a container of lasagna. While Michelangelo makes a plate for everyone Leonardo finally comes out of his tent and drops to his knees in front of you with his head down "I'm sorry.. " he started refusing to make eye contact with you. Shaking your head at him and said with a frown "You're, not the one that should be apologizing.. " not hearing what you said, Leo continued "Your right, I pushed you too hard and - wait, what?" The three younger turtles watch while eating their food "I'm sorry, I should've said something sooner.." you confessed quietly while looking down ashamed. Three green fingers gently grip your chin and lift your face to meet a pair of ocean-blue eyes "Why didn't you?" Leo asked quietly.

Why didn't you?... you wondered while narrowing your gaze away from the blue-masked terrapin to stare at the ground instead. Before whispering your response so quietly that you couldn't even hear yourself, the turtles sure did. "I didn't want to be a burden to ya.." a loud gasp came from Mikey followed by the sound of lasagna dropping on the ground "What the shell are ya' talkin' 'bout short-stack?!" Raph exclaimed while jumping to his feet with a grunt. Donnie stares at you in shock wide-eyed, mouth open and fork in hand stopping midway you stoled a glance towards Leo to see him looking at you with an unreadable expression.

The next thing you know you're getting tackled in a hug by Michelangelo, the two of you tumbling backward and landing with a thud causing you to let out an "Oof.." sound. "You're not a burden to us, dudette! So don't ever think that!" the orange-masked terrapin declared, "I hate to say it but... Mikey's right, short-stack." Raphael said while removing the said turtle off of you, then added "Ya' not a burden to us. " Leonardo helps you up but refuses to let go of you as he speaks next, "Yeah, you mean too much to us- " the blue-masked terrapin gets interrupted by Donatello finally spoke while setting his plate of food aside as he got up "We're willing to do anything for you, no questions asked."

You stared at him in shock and whispered in disbelief "Really?.. ", "Really... " Leo clarified as you looked at them to find the three terrapin brothers nod their heads at their brother. While your mind is processing all this new-found information the blue-masked terrapin added, "Just tell us next time, please?" a smile starts to form on your face as you nodded your head "Okay." Then Mikey shouts excitedly, "GROUP HUG!!" blushing furiously as you get squished between the four giant terrapins.. until the moment ended too soon when Raph said, "A'right enough of this mushy stuff, let's eat."

[loominggaia]

Mí propio monstruo:

Nombre: isla tortuga

clase: monstruo

PPL category: 0-infensivo

Forger: desconocido

Overview

La isla tortuga es un monstruo similar a una de grandes proporciones encontrada en el mar del este, en especial alrededor del este de evik.

Pasan la mayor parte del tiempo durmiendo en la superficie, hasta el punto de que pueden crecer plantas, con la peculiaridad de ser inmunes al agua salada.

Biologia

La isla tortuga es similar a una tortuga marina común, pero con 6 aletas y con un tamaño mucho mayor. Además, no necesita comer y se nutre de la luz solar, y posee una conexión mágica con las plantas.

Al sumergirse, la isla tortuga unas magia para hacer una burbuja de aire encima de su caparazón. Esto no parece tener un beneficio o algo que afecte a la tortuga, pero esto hace que las plantas de su espalda puedan sobrevivir bajo el agua.

Además, se sabe que no tienen problema con que los pueblos estén encima suyo, al menos que la lastimen, y en ese caso solo se sumerge.

Divino

No se sabe muy bien el que divino pudo crear a este monstruo, pero se sabe que debió ser uno muy antiguo, ya que se tienen registros de este monstruo desde los mediados de la primera era.

Ciclo de vida

La esperanza de vida de una isla tortuga es de unos 600-700 años, y pasan la mitad de esos años como crías.

Se reproducen por auto-fecundacion, y después pondrán huevos que estarán desarrollándose por unos 10 años, y luego serán crías por unos siglos, para luego volverse adultos.

Origen

Según hallazgos arqueológicos, las islas tortuga fueron veneradas por los pueblos de evik, pero la sorpresa es que eran los pueblos del evik occidental: los quagene y los boanningward.

Esto a hecho pensar que pudo las islas tortuga migraron a evik oriental por la industria sucia del imperio Zareen, y que su creador pudo ser un boanningward o un quagene.

(Translated via Google Translate)

"My own monster:

Name: Turtle Island

class: monster

PPL category: 0-harmless

Forger: unknown

Overview

Turtle Island is a monster similar to one of large proportions found in the Eastern Sea, especially around eastern Evik. They spend most of their time sleeping on the surface, to the point that they can grow plants, with the peculiarity of being immune to salt water.

Biology

The island turtle is similar to a common sea turtle, but with 6 fins and much larger in size. In addition, it does not need to eat and is nourished by sunlight, and has a magical connection with plants. When submerged, the island turtle uses magic to make an air bubble on top of its shell. This doesn't seem to have a benefit or anything that affects the turtle, but this makes the plants on its back able to survive underwater.

Furthermore, it is known that they have no problem with people being on top of them, unless they hurt them, and in that case they just submerge.

Divine

It is not very well known who divinely could have created this monster, but it is known that it must have been a very ancient one, since there have been records of this monster since the middle of the first era.

Lifecycle

The life expectancy of an island turtle is about 600-700 years, and they spend half of those years as hatchlings. They reproduce by self-fertilization, and then they will lay eggs that will develop for about 10 years, and then they will be offspring for a few centuries, and then they will become adults.

Origin

According to archaeological findings, the Turtle Islands were venerated by the Evik peoples, but the surprise is that they were the Western Evik peoples: the Quagene and the Boanningward. This has led to the belief that the Turtle Islands may have migrated to eastern Evik through the dirty industry of the Zareen empire, and that their creator may have been a boanningward or a quagene."

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This is such a cool idea, I love it! I especially love the bit about the turtles migrating away from Zareenite pollution, it makes so much sense. I would love to chill on the backs of one of these things. They sound awesome and they fit right in with the world! Excellent concept!

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[enchanted-lightning-aes]

The Fiery Temperature

A/N: another tale of a specific weather story for @flashfictionfridayofficial​​! i sent this prompt in hopes of writing another weather based short. this has been a challenge bc i have mixed feelings for summer. still, i think i did decently for this prompt.

Word Count: 510

TW: None

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Across the clear sky, sunlight burned with vivid intensity. It's beams split into several directions, indicating a high rise in temperature. It plummeted on the sea's surface, glittering within it's depths below.

Briny scent filled a beach's expense, where it had a barrier between land and sea. A tidal wave smacked over a large rock, barely striking it down with it's mighty strength.

A strong breeze surrounded trees and plants on a boardwalk nearby an empty island. Gusts of wind smacked leaves from a palm tree, sending it down into a sandy ground. It melted any remaining frozen substances and put some plants into sleep.

Heat started going up, sending it's scorching degree around. It didn't go down, prevailing over any attempts of resistance.

Plenty of starfish pressed themselves over the ground as water washed over them. One galloped slowly, sliding underwater to look for more surfaces.

Gritty sand covered up a big portion of the beach's surface, full of small pebbles and rocks. A thin line of waves touched it with it's foamy bubbles.

Iguanas loitered on a rock, scaling up then started lounging themselves in sunlight. They stood by while wishing for tides to slow down.

Seagulls landed on a bridge's banister, squawking with a merry tune. They flapped their wings, watching for any signs of fish beneath the ocean's surface. Some other members played in the water, soaking themselves with it.

A crab ran towards a hiding spot, watching the waves. It retreated from a tidal wave rising, fleeing from it's potential wrath.

Under the sea, where creatures conceal themselves from the land's troubles. They could swim without any fear in them. They maintained a beat in their movements, going to any other spots to see.

On a rock's flat surface, a seal plopped down. It swished it's small tall, pressing themselves of a rock to rest. It looked around, eager for any sign of adventure nearby.

Clams poked above the sea to take a peek, only to go back down. They continued on fleeing, wishing for nothing to snatch them.

A group of turtles raced across the sand, exploring their surroundings. They decided to stick by, moving with a languid speed. One of them retreated within the confines of it's shell.

Bubbles floated upwards, popping into speckles. A seahorse watched it, spinning around it. Seaweed thrived on it's current conditions, swaying as fishes slipped by them.

Nearby in the center of the beach, a splash of waves reached over a sandy shore. Water started to shine from the sun's light. It glimmered, bringing water back and forth. It scattered seashells of different colors and shapes on a corner, keeping them hidden beneath the sand.

More water gathered in steady waves beneath a bridge's surface. It moved from side to side, turning blue without sunlight's touch.

As summer slipped into view, most creatures search for shelter from heat. Hues of gold and orange smeared on the evening horizon, where light glimmered over ocean waves.

With the sun dazzling with vigor, it covered a beach with it's humidity.

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[grizzlyofthesea]

So... I got bored and made a turt-sona. Just me as a turtle mutant in the ROTTMNT universe. Not a ninja, though; I don't have the strength or skills for ninjutsu.

Why a turtle? Aside from the obvious, a personality quiz told me so (I'm a sucker for those). In-universe, maybe an ooze-squito bit me after I pet a sea turtle at a zoo/aquarium event. I don't know. I need to think about it more.

I chose the green sea turtle as my species because I just love sea turtles. To complement the aquatic theme, I figured that board shorts and swim goggles would be good accessories. The dark teardrop pattern extending down each lower limb is meant to mimic the patterning found on real green sea turtles.

Notable post-mutation traits:

Enhanced vision, especially underwater

Enhanced low-frequency hearing

Will straight-up eat grass, moss, etc.

Holds breath when nervous

Piles stuff on top of self before going to sleep

May occasionally nap underwater

Uncannily good at navigation, but also really sensitive to magnetic fields

As a fun point of reference, here's a height comparison to the canon turtles, from tallest to shortest:

Raph: 6' 0" (~183 cm)

Me: 5' 9" (~175 cm)

Leo: 5' 5" (~165 cm)

Donnie: 5' 3" (~160 cm)

Mikey: 4' 7" (~140 cm)

A closer look at the left eye. I chose teardrops as my shape motif, so that's also the shape of the highlight in each eye. The spots are just facial markings, not eyelashes.

The mouth. I thought a pointed upper lip would nicely resemble an actual sea turtle's beak.

Plastron and carapace.

Plastron: Pointed and v-shaped at the top like Raph, smooth all the way down like Donnie, average side width like Mikey.

Carapace: One large, central hexagon with four smaller hexagons attached at the upper and lower corners. The hexagons and rim would be a pale turquoise, while the rest would be a dark brown bordering on black.

The right hand. I figured that webbed fingers (and toes) would be a good compromise between the standard Rise turtle design and an actual sea turtle's flippers.

The goggles. Meant to limit underwater vision rather than enhancing it; post-mutation underwater vision is sensitive to the point of being overwhelming.

I'll probably draw some more stuff featuring this character. I had a lot of fun designing them. :)

[corbinite]

Just got a "cute" animal video recommended to me of a sea turtle "sleeping" and releasing bubbles from its mouth and I'm just like... i hope the fuck it's not! Not a single comment in the notes that wasn't just about how cute it is but TURTLES DON'T BREATHE UNDERWATER. Like people don't know that? If it's sleeping underwater and losing air then it's droooowning!

[unchartedthelostlegacy]

How bored would Chloe be at a fancy beach resort without Nadine. After TLL when the crew adjourns till their next gig Nadine goes home, Sam goes to go lie in the gutter outside a Wingstop somewhere, and Chloe? She chooses to spend a week sunbathing.

Except she is dead inside

All she can see is people on the beach proposing to their boo and she never noticed it before. Running into the waves with their partner. Playing in the huge blob-shaped pool with their hottie. And worse, she's fighting off flirts left and right.

She never did that before.

She takes refuge from the bouncy volleyball matches and strangers checking her out from deck chairs into snorkeling excursions. Underwater, it's just her and the hidden map of coral and sea urchins. Shiny fish slithering by. But she gets water in her ears and is reminded of Nadine.

Again.

"Nadine?"

"Frazer? It's late."

"Oh," Chloe chuckles in a way she hopes won't be too obviously read as nervous. She's in her room with a prescription for ear medicine in front of her. "Sorry, love--"

"Are you being held hostage? What the hell are you calling me for?"

"N-no. No, Nadine, shit, I just forgot about--about the time difference. I'm in the Caribbean."

"Oh."

Is she annoyed? Is she disappointed?

"Right," Nadine says flatly. "You sent me the turtle photo. I forgot."

"Rude."

"You woke me up and you're calling me rude?!"

Chloe is torn between the butterflies at hearing Nadine's voice again and the regret of making the phone call.

"I missed you."

Nadine scoffs so derisively Chloe is taken aback.

"Nadine, I'm--I'm being sincere here. Fuck. Don't make this harder than it is."

Dead silence on the line.

"Nadine? You--er," Chloe swallows. "Sorry. I shouldn't have--I'll call another time--I didn't mean to--"

"You called to say you miss me?"

Now it's Chloe's turn to be silent, rubbing at the ear infection prescription's label with her thumb.

"Chloe?"

"Yes, honey. I. I guess I'm not having the fun I thought I would. That I. Er. How are things going with. With your family?"

And she hears Nadine sigh.

"A mess."

"Descriptive," Chloe says.

"It's descriptive enough. I was at dinner when I got your turtle. I would have responded otherwise."

"Then you forgot."

"It was busy. In a..." Nadine sighs again. "In a bad way."

"One day at a time, love."

Chloe murmurs it while drawing circles in her bedsheet with her finger.

"Thanks, Chloe."

"Mm? For what? Oh did you want to get back to sleep?"

Nadine chuckles in that way that makes Chloe's heart swell and tremble.

"For thinking of me."

And Chloe is brought down to earth like the Pokemon move Smack Down on a flying type. "You're all I've been thinking about since I fucking got here. You don't get to--shit. I'm sorry. I'll let you go. Get some--get some rest, love. Your--your dad will come around. Eventually, I mean. And--yeah. Byeee."

She hangs up without giving Nadine the chance to respond, her entire face now as red and burning as her ear.

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March 22, 2023 (morning) Isabela

Rise and shine at 5:30 AM once again for 6:00 coffee. Well, takes a few minutes to shine, even after a solid night’s sleep. When dawn broke, we found ourselves in a lovely cove, steep hills on all three sides, with graffiti on some of the rocks carved by early visitors, and more recent painted graffiti. Needless to say, any new markings are prohibited by the park! Our pre-breakfast outing was a (dry landing) hike, first up stairs and then onward to successively gorgeous viewing points of Darwin Lake and the sea beyond. The park decided that Darwin’s visit to the Galápagos Islands in his ship, the Beagle, and his significant contributions to science from his study of island biology warranted naming quite a few places in his honor. The path was dirt, rock formed from ash, and at top (400 ft up) we had a 360 degree view of a couple of volcanos, the sea, a lava field and other areas with scruffy trees. The exercise felt good but with only a few hints of a breeze and loads of humidity from the rain last night, we were drenched at the end! Ahhhh, the views were well worth it!

Breakfast was ready for us on the back deck. Corn empanadas plus all the usual fruit, cheese, eggs, bread, bacon…We got an hour to relax or nap before taking off for kayacking. Jill is seasoned from the Potomac, Seb a novice. Off we all went in a single panga with the kayaks strung together dragging behind. Two-by-two, we loaded into the kayaks and went around Tagus Cove. It was a novel perspective, watching the crabs at their level, a few penguins and cormorants, pelicans, blue footed boobies, and we even spotted a chocolate chip starfish out of the water and a big orange starfish underwater. At one point, a mama cormorant feeding an eel to her baby (regurgitating into the baby’s mouth) looked like they were having a fight. The baby rejected the eel and it dropped back into the water. So much for breakfast. Above on the rocks, two courting cormorants squalking at each other and dancing around. All in all, a very nice ride.

After a quick attire change back on the Passion, again we headed off on the pangas for snorkeling. The water seemed colder than it had been. One turtle out a bit from the shore was fun to follow for a bit as he swam away. We saw a couple different kinds of jelly fish which were fascinating to look at, and a real treat was seeing a cormorant and later a penguin swim underneath us – man, they’re fast little buggers!

Back on board with mint tea as our greeting, we got out of our wet attire (so we had some hope of it drying for the afternoon activities ) and had lunch on the top deck. Spinach soup (with popcorn) to start and then a wonderfully presented full grouper (seriously delicious) were accompanied by some sort of squash-like thing, lentils and rice. Major kudos to Christina for jumping in to serve everyone the fish. We were stunned when Julian asked for the grouper’s eye. Good grief – hard to imagine being that adventurous an eater at 12(ish). An hour and a half to blog and nap….