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“You’re beautiful…”

Woah woah woah what’s this? Me writing for TMNT AGAIN after so long?

2k12!Donnie X foot soldier!Sen (OC)

Based off that one scene in Princess Mononoke

This should have been an easy task for Karai, take down the turtles and destroy Master Shredders opponents. Instead, she joined forces with the turtles. Shredder killed quite a few men, mere foot soldiers. Sen was lucky. She’d stepped up to the challenge more times than she could count, impressing shredder, flying under the turtles radar for so long.

Tonight, however, changed that. As weapons clashed against eachother, Sen slid back gripping her twin tessen. The pattern on it, a simple cherry blossom on a lily pad, the only link to her past she had. She charged again, attacking any enemy close to her, blinded by rage. By the fact the girl she’d grown to see as her sister suddenly switched sides.

She gripped her kunai, managing to pin the purple clad turtle down, she raised her weapon above her head chest heaving. But nothing could have prepared her for what came next.

“Your…beautiful.”

Sen froze, her eyes widened as she looked down at him. Beautiful…her? After everything she’d done? NO! This blasted mutant couldn’t get into her head. She refused to…she couldn’t…she was broke from her thoughts when she was ragged from ontop of the tall turtle, a yelp escaping her throat.

A scream of pain scratched its way out of her throat as she was slammed into the wall. Nothing broken, but definitely bruised. Her vision was swimming, looking at the four mutants infront of her. Had she really failed Master Shredder? Her only damned father figure. As she lost consciousness, Donatello, the purple one, picked Sen up.

“Donnie what are you doing-“

“The right thing Leo. She is like Karai, brainwashed..and these definitely don’t belong to the Oroku Clan”

Donnie motioned to the tessen. The crest on it most definitely didn’t belong to to Shredders family clan. Leo bit his tongue and picked the tessen up as the retreated, leaving injured foot soliders and ripped up kraang to be cleaned up.

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Do you think if Raphael from BG3s partner was mad at him, they could just sit in a circle of salt.

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I got to meet the one and only Andrew Wincott (Raphael from BG3) today at Doncaster Comic Con and he was so sweet! I decided to splash out and buy the photo and autograph because Raphael is one of my favorite characters aside from Astarion. The print I chose was absolutely gorgeous and he even put a Raphael quote on it.

“What’s better than a devil you don’t know? A devil you do”

And it made me giggle when he kept saying the voice lines. I am also the proud owner of one of Raphael’s cats (a little kitty drawing in the corner of my Raphael print) I’ll take pictures once’s it’s on my wall. I got three photos with him and he offered me a hug. He was really nice.

After all the showers were finish I went to see if the celebrities were still there (bcs I was curious) and they were! He was signing one last print as I went up. I asked if I could be cheeky and ask for another hug and he said yes. I got two hugs from Raphael and I think I found my new favorite character

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Reblogging because I made a beta design of her info sheet

:)

Modded my Yandere Simulator so I could play as my OC Koshiko Asui.

Made a moodboard for her. She takes Amais place, and the ‘match make’ option for her is Budo.

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Modded my Yandere Simulator so I could play as my OC Koshiko Asui.

Made a moodboard for her. She takes Amais place, and the ‘match make’ option for her is Budo.

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FUCK

I was close to finishing my Jayvik fanfic and it deleted itself

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*eats*

BEFORE AND AFTER

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The Frantsev Chronicles

Fandom: Arcane Genre: angst, fluff, comfort Pairing: Viktor x OC (Romantic) Jayce x OC (platonic) Warnings: slight angst, chronic illness mention, description of internal pain.

League of Legends Avatar Creator used.

A/N: This is Sayankova Frantsev. (OC). More lore to come for her family, home life, backstory and adventures to come as I watch my way through Arcane.

Sayankova hadn't moved from her desk since she had sat down that morning. It was embarrassing to admit, but it was painful to move to much. Her cane was across the room, propped up against the set of drawers in the corner of her office, almost taunting her. This most certainly did not go unnoticed by Viktor and Jayce. The two men had become human alarm clocks for her, reminding her to take her meds, preparing hot water bottles and so much more. Sayankova was grateful to them.

But she couldn't help but stow herself away, and focus on her work. The food Jayce had brought her for lunch still sat untouched, not because she was ungrateful, but she hadn't found a gap to actually eat. Her concentration was broken by a pale hand ontop of her notes. She didn't need to look up to know who it was, and what he was doing. A deep sigh left her lips as she looked up, Viktors honey brown eyes filled with worry.

"You have been working none stop, you haven't eaten today at all and you have missed your meds. I think it is time to stop no?"

Sayankova sighed and winced as she attempted to straighten her prosthetic spine, a small click for every slow straightening movement. Now her mind wasn't preoccupied with her work, the pain hit her like a freight train and she thanked her lucky star Viktor had her meds on him. She sipped the water Jayce left for her and took her medication, shivering in disgust the feeling of the pills slipping down her throat was a familiar and unwelcome one. Viktor leaned heavily on his cane as Jayce poked his head in. Sayankova couldnt help but feel guilty. She was dragging these two away from very important work to do with their HexTech and personal lives.

"My apologies. Time escaped me- yebat"

Jayce had entered her office by now, picking her up gently. Both he and Viktor knew how your flare ups could effect you, how you wouldn't voice your discomfort for the comfort of others and they were both aware of Sayankovas upbringing. A well off family that couldn't afford to be seen as weak. The Frantsev family were very well known for their contributions to Piltover and the University. But Sayankova never held that over anyones head, not even the councils. Her father and mother weren't best pleased that she was born with a deformed spine and bad leg, she was only 2 when she had the operation to remove her spine with a prosthetic one. As for her leg she just had to suffer, well she had her cane to use but she often tried dealing without it,

Jayce laid her in bed and covered her up, her bed warm and ready to ease her aching bones. Viktor limped in and sat on the comfy chair beside her, giving Jayce a small nod. No need for verbal communication. Viktor often stayed with Sayankova until she had fallen asleep then returned to work. It had come to be after her sleep deprived and pain drug addled brain confessed how she felt about him. How she loved him, how she felt like a burden, how she wished she could just be normal and help Viktor with his pain. Viktors thin hand found Sayankovas and his thumb traced absentminded circles on her skin.

It wasn't long before she was asleep, her grip on his hand went slack as her chest rose and fell in delayed intervals. She knew no matter what that Viktor and Jayce had her back..literally and figuratively. A small glance at the calendar told Viktor your parents were due to visit, but he knew better than to expect them to show up with any actually worries for their daughter. Atleast he and Jayce cared.

That’s all that mattered to her.

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I want to write for Arcane and im only on Season 1 Episode 4. I already love the characters and the story (or what ive seen)

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What if

And hear me out here

What if there was an obsessed Yandere X willing senpai.

This Yandere has done everything imaginable to stop these girls going after their senpai. And the senpai finds it curious that their close friends either fall in love with others or die in some way. But they don’t dwell on it. The friends that are alive they still talk to. No problem. And they realize they have a crush not on any friends but on the silent Yandere in the year below, and because the Yandere is either autistic or blind to real love, they don’t see all the signs.

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Maybe….maybe…

December 2026?!?! And "he's gonna want a vacation after"

Oh god please let that be a hint at Copia returning and another tour.

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i come to you all with omega footage i found while watching random rituals in search of omega footage

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copia thinking v is copying him to rub his papacy in his face vs perpetua who had only seen copia's performances and is using him for reference cuz he doesn't know how else being papa works

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Thinking about the Abbey having its own glamor. To clergy members, it's stately, gorgeous. The grounds filled with manicured gardens and greenhouses, a hedge maze, immaculately maintained courtyards and stone paths. It's a a hulk of a building, a maze in and of itself. Wing after wing sprawling out into the grounds, with big stained glass windows and slate roofs, and big heavy wooden doors that shine in the sunlight. But to the uninitiated. The locals. The Christians. It's a ruin. The lake returning to swamp, filled with muck and weeds and monsterous rumors. The stone paths shot through with weeds. The gardens over flowing. The greenhouses just twisted metal and broken glass. And the Abbey? It's dangerous. The front door swings on it's hinges. There are gaps in the roof that let sunlight and rain and ivy in. Stained glass windows lay in shattered ruin on the chapel floor. Those sprawling wings are a mess of rotten wood, and crumbling stone. And if all of those things weren't enough to keep the riff-raff out, there are the rumors. The ghosts. The phantom hands on shoulders. The disembodied whispers. The shadows. The ghouls, always just out of sight. Protecting their home. Their people. And when fear isn't enough? When some humanity leans into that stupid bravery they're so proud of? Well, it's easy to make death look accidental in a place like this.

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Reblog if you think it’s okay to platonically say “I Love You” to your friends

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I am so lost what’s happening…

Listen

I'm just saying we saw bush and I wasn't able to floss my teeth. This is worse than 9/11 😔

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I have just depressed myself :)

Anygays send in ghost fanfic/headcanon asks