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[tangledinink]

Right. So. To recap... Donnie and Leo live as the Gemini with Big Mama. Raphael lives as Oblation amongst the Foot Clan. Michelangelo was raised by Draxum... So Splinter didn't keep any kids in the divorce? :(

( incorrect! this man is a dad whether he likes it or not-- and it doesn't even have to be his kid. )

enter -> hamato yoshi, former champion, current hermit.

after yoshi was mutated, his physical appearance altered so drastically that he could never dream of returning to his previous life on the surface, he was understandably devastated. even worse, into the world came a gaggle of little turtle children bearing his DNA...! only to be immediately torn from his grasp, lost and presumably killed in the lab explosion. yoshi isolated himself in the sewers after this, not only because he had no desire to seek out the company of others... but because he had no where else to go.

he lived as a recluse and hermit for several years in the sewers until, through some ungodly twist of fate and he presumes some amount of child negligence, he investigated an odd noise in the tunnels only to find a small, sobbing girl in his sewers. he had kept himself from the prying eyes of others for this long, and he considered leaving her and trusting that someone would find her eventually, but...

enter -> april o'neil, tamer of grouchy rats

she was a child. he couldn't just leave her, could he? banking on the fact that she couldn't be more than five or six, and therefore any tales she recounted of a rat man in the sewers would hopefully be dismissed as a 'wild imagination,' he revealed himself to her, calmed her down, and helped her out of the sewers so she could find her parents again. april was equal parts thrilled and fascinated by her rescuer-- this was easily the most interesting person she had ever met in her life. and she lived in new york city!

and after that, well...

yoshi just couldn't quite seem to get rid of her? she just kept showing back up, no matter how many times he brought her back home. he did everything he could to discourage her, refusing to entertain her questions or even give his name, (that's okay, she picked out her own name for him-- splinter.) but this did little to dissuade april o'neil. she's grown up frequently visiting the rat down in the sewers, despite his protests. he's still the most interesting person she knows-- and besides, she can't leave that pitiful old rat alone at this point! he loves her and she knows it, he just won't admit it. and she knows he's still got fascinating secrets for her to tease out of him. there's definitely more to his story... and she'll uncover it eventually. after all... she's april o'neil!

[danerom]

what if aabria starts her burrows end intro monologue with EARTH

[storagecompartments]

(x)

[marcusagrippa]

..hm. really mr holland.......

[dovewingkinnie]

o f f i c e w o r k e r k i s s ? ? ?

UR GONNA GET IT SOON !!! 🧹🧹🧹like sometime next week!!! (i have a busy weekend 😔)

im going to make it worth the wait i promiseee 🥺🥺🥺 i’m making it extra special just for u guys…

[sergeantjessi]

DOUG LIKELY NEEDS GLASSES???

[amburglr]

apropos of nothing at all, every episode of dungeon meshi my partner's been asking when we're getting to the nudity part

[cakemoney]

- tabby is implied to be a piece of something that was broken/broken off (perhaps the well); tabby is also mirroring behavior but specifically in his most effusive moment became a "dark mirror" for evan (plus also the shadow thing back when evan tried to cut it off the hoopty)

- evan dies and comes back and appears to have generated a new body and his old body turned into a terracotta vessel of some kind. like a big hollow pot

- k becomes a big bank of amplification magic. humans are capable of holding enormous power inside them

- the demons' return to evan is described as something dripping into the hollowness inside him. dripping, like a liquid, like the viscous magic k was swimming through, like what would be inside a well

i won't let go of my secret theory that there is no evidence for!! i knew the demons mattered !!!

[gallapiech]

📖

[fizzyphan]

i personally think that for halloween dan should be little red riding hood and phil should be the big bad wolf......but thats just my opinion

[tozettastone]

One of my mutuals ( @nerianasims ) was posting about Mansfield Park (the Jane Austen novel) today and although that wasn't what the post was about, she has got me thinking about the possibility of Mary/Maria.

In canon, Maria marries Rushworth and has an affair with Henry Crawford almost immediately then is divorced (which is a LOT in the 1800s) and shunned from society forever to live with her evil aunt.

I am contemplating a scenario in which Henry and Mary Crawford visit Rushworth after his marriage to Maria, and the dynamics go:

Henry is flirting with Maria, who receives his attention with pleasure

Rushworth is jealous of Henry

So far so canon!

But Mary is there, and she is also flirting with Maria, who receives her attention with much more pleasure

Henry laments to his sister about how well women like other women and how their cheerful gossip and frivolity prevents his fun! All is safe with a married woman, he can be as friendly as he wants! But why won't Maria pay attention to him like she does his sister?

Henry has a sort of narrow-eyed suspicion about him on this: what IS going on there? Surely not? Unless? ...Sister?

Rushworth thinks Mary is a MUCH more appropriate companion for his beautiful and desperately bored young wife

Mary and Maria spend a lot of time alone together. Just gals being 19th century pals, you know.

[askvekpa]

Hey, Lunch. Do you ever think about if you have a purpose? Or like, what you’re meant to do?

B… br…. LUNCH!!!!

I get that. I mean, we must have ended up with Dad for a reason, right? And dad… he’s from the stars. BORN from the stars!! And I have stars. I feel such a connection to them. To space… it must mean something, yeah?

LUNCH!!!!

Yeah, you’re right. I guess if it means anything it will make sense when it’s supposed to make sense. Thanks, Lunch~

NEXT

[aerodaltonimperial]

fun fact: darby has had 4 coffin matches in AEW. he's never lost one.

[tai-janai]

hey, to be fair, you killed him first.

Dramatic but heartfelt. Empty yet hoping. Put your hands together for the Thorn equivalent: The Noir.

[iguessigotta]

Eddie gluskin with a pregnant darling maybe

you know what's funny about Eddie Gluskin being one of my faves? i am terrified of pregnancy just headcanons for now - this ended up being more an exploration of the inherent horror of this situation than anything shippy, whoops. also kind of an au where Waylon does not survive his encounter with Eddie 18+ just in case CW: injuries, noncon, hostage, pregnancy, suicide mention cannibalism(?) probably more i missed. (no r*** - it is alluded to tho) i mean it's Eddie. the man is a walking billboard for "dead dove do not eat" ok lmao

being Eddie’s darling wife was a living nightmare

you’d been one of the few employees allowed near Eddie, and he’d developed a….thing…for you. well, not you, really, more the idea of you

and when the Mount Massive asylum fell into chaos, you were one of the unlucky people trapped inside

when Eddie found you he was quick to make his image of you your new reality

whether you wanted it or not

you’d initially fought him at every turn. unfortunately, Eddie had a temper, and was prone to snapping with no warning

you’d learned that lesson the hard way - your forearm was still in a makeshift splint, a dull ache where he’d fractured the bone in a fit of anger. or had he broken it? you weren’t sure. all you knew is it hurt like hell and made it nearly impossible for you to fight back

after that incident, you thought keeping your head down and quietly obeying him was the smart choice. that you’d be safe enough to ride out this mess until someone arrived to help

you had to believe that someone was coming. you told yourself you’d be rescued within the week, that there was no way a facility as large as Mount Massive could go down in flames like this without someone noticing

days turned into weeks, weeks into months (how many had it been? 3? 4?)

every night you sat, ankles bound to your chair at the end of some wobbly, bloodstained table, Eddie at the opposite end, a makeshift dinner spread between the two of you

occasionally there would be some sort of meat among the sawdust-flavored rations - Eddie was always vague when you asked him what kind of meat it was 

you resisted for the first month, but your resolve broke a week into the second, the hunger pains driving you to tears and forcing you to make a choice

so you ate. and you tried not to think about where he got it from

it was like the two of you playing some sick game of house

Eddie kept a close eye on you when he was around, restraining you when he wasn’t

you’d be tied to a chair. strapped down on your back atop some bloodstained hospital mattress. arms bound behind you, tied to a support beam and forced to sit on the cold concrete floor

all of it was miserable

Eddie said it was for your safety, but you knew better. especially after he’d found you with a knife you’d managed to get your hands on. he’d stopped you from trying to slash your own throat, spewing some bullshit about his darling preferring death over a blissful life as the proud mother of his many, many children 

 he wasn’t going to let you leave him in any way

some part of you thought about pleading with Eddie to “think of the baby” and untie you - but that only reminded you that you were, in fact, pregnant

and it was starting to show

whatever mental energy you could spare went to trying (and failing) to block that fact out of your mind

you felt like you were trapped in two horror stories simultaneously - one, enduring whatever Eddie decided to do to you on a daily basis, and two, the unwanted life growing inside you against your will

not to mention the mental anguish of what to do after the…birth. would you even survive that? would you want to? 

should  you try to raise and protect it? or would it be more merciful if you…

it was a horrifying decision to make, one that you flinched away from whenever you found yourself thinking about it

every day you wondered if it would be better to piss him off, have him kill you in a fit of rage. it wouldn't be hard to do, but for some reason the knowledge that you were pregnant stopped you

well, you told yourself, at least you got to skip Eddie’s “operation table”. all the men who came before you weren’t so lucky, if the video on that camera you found was to be believed….

[kurosagileo]

actually genuinely I really love the embracing of ocs in this fandom

i don't have any of my own but know if you've got one I love them and please continue introducing more!!