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[callie-cyxq]

It’s 11:50pm rn…

[clyde-wy]

[matchaworthy]

Isn’t it funny there’s 2 pollys in this series. Obviously this is my favourite

[abqbox]

New practice goalies at the rink.

They probably could have beaten us in our game this week.

But at least I didn't let in the first shot. Instead, I let in the 17th, about halfway through the game. It was a well placed shot, off the bar and in. And we scored this week! On our 14th shot, with just a few minutes left in the game. Unfortunately, in between those two goals, they got another 17 shots and managed to score 3 more goals after some defensive mistake and me not playing as well as I could have.

But we did manage to score a goal, which was a nice change from last week. However that goal was a surprise as the team actually looked worse and performed worse overall.

At least there's plenty of room for improvement, right?

[holywooffle]

FUCK YEAH PENIS RANK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! @autism-email

!@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[mushiemellows]

about to go to bed, but I just finished the last big construction rewrite for SRH, everything here on out is rewording/clean up/two medium scene fixes. But I'm done with all the major demolition work. It no longer feels like I actively detest Sanji, at least i don't think.

(It’ll get posted later this week prob)

[neyxmessi]

ASSpanyol you are nothing how could you even think to score 😒

[ultrakill-ost-showdown]

[selfless1978]

MAD DASH FOR LOVE

ok, I feel like I should explain a few things before I throw my AU stuff out there. first off, my OCs Vicky and Cris live in "this" world. They go back and forth between dimensions by using a portal Donnie made. Second, Vicky and Leo share a mindlink. That happened after she got mildly mutated. This Particular story takes place "here" where the turtle lair is "there".

I hope this doesn't confuse too many folks lol

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My eyes narrowed as I took the situation in. It wasn't a good one. There were a large amount of bodies between me and my target, and I didn't have much time. I ended up cursing my typical bad luck as I scanned the area, trying to plan the best course of action in this situation. Almost immediately I came to the conclusion that a frontal rush would be the best solution here. I took a deep breath to steady myself, then took off in a run.

Using the agility I had spent countless hours training, I easily dodge through the mass of bodies in front of me. The old lady pushing the shopping cart was a bit of a problem but I solved that by just vaulting over it, to her opened mouth shock. I ignored it as I kept going. I had more important matters on my mind. That buxom blonde bimbo was getting too close and I had a lot of ground to make up. She knew I was coming too but she got hung up in her own rush of bodies. I smirked at her as I pulled ahead, and that promptly earned me a faceplant with an end of aisle display that I didn't see. Of course if I had been watching where I was going...

I rolled back to my feet leaving the tipped over shelving unit and it's contents where it fell, flipped over another cart pushing customer and hit the floor running. Cursing the mistake of talking on the phone on the way in about what I was wanting to get. And then seeing even from across the store that there was only one left. And this bitch thought it would be a good idea to get it too all of a sudden. Dumb broad...just couldn't come up with her own idea and had to steal mine. I knew that's what she was wanting to do as soon as I saw her eyes light up. And with a "Hell fucking no!" the chase was on.

Great...now there were two carts in front of me, both spaced out a bit apart. I would lose time if I tried to do a double jump or tried to weave my way around them. In a split second I chose another route. I flipped up onto the top of the shelves, my feet knocking everything over off of the cluttered thing, running along it to the delightful squeal of the toddler in one of the carts that caught sight of me. Of course by the time his mother turned to see what had him giggling away I was already past them.

My eyes narrowed when I noticed that smackaho was closer than me and I put on some more speed, stepped off of the edge of the shelf and landed in front of her right before she reached out to grab it. With an immense feeling of triumph my hands landed on it first and I picked it up and held on tight. Then I turned and gave her the most evil grin I could before I sauntered off to the checkout counter. This was my Valentine's present dammit and I was going to give it to Leo.

I quickly lost my smug feeling when I turned and noticed the destruction I left behind me. Ooops... I took the long way around, hit the self checkout counter and hauled ass outta there right about the time a few cop cars pulled in. Well...I wasn't coming back to this store again. Didn't bother me a bit though as I clutched my prize and slipped into my Jeep and headed home before they even got out of the patrol car. I'd have to ask Donnie, on the sly, to see if he could erase all the evidence this little mishap caused. You know, the video feeds, police reports...shit like that.

It was with a large feeling of relief when I finally made it home, to find Cris and Marina waiting for me by the door. Both of them were looking at me as if they had just spent a large amount of time laughing at me.

"What?" I asked my chuckling friends as I slipped out of the Jeep.

"Did it ever occur to you to hang up the phone before you went on your rampage?" Cris asked me back.

"Huh?"

"We heard it all." Marna laughed. "Cris put it on speaker phone. Donnie is already working on cleaning up your mess."

"Oh..." I blushed. Ok...so I wouldn't ask him on the sly. "Leo doesn't know...does he?"

"No." Cris grinned. "He was in the lair meditating. Still is actually. You're off the hook on that one...for now. Well, let's see it. It better be worth the effort you put in to get it."

I sheepishly opened the back door and carefully pulled it out.

"Oh Vicky... It's perfect for him." Marina's eyes actually misted up a little and Cris quietly nodded her agreement.

I blushed again at their reaction as I carefully brought it into the house. "I'm...going to bring it to him now. Nowhere really to hide it for later and he's in the right spot for me to give it to him."

Cris smiled. "You go do that."

So I did. I walked through my house, trying not to pay Donnie any attention as he gave me a quick glare as he muttered and worked, and into the lair. My footsteps carried me towards the dojo, through it and to the little room adjoining it where he usually meditated when he didn't sit in his father's room. I hesitantly brought up a hand and knocked on the doorframe as the other held the present close to me.

Leo sat cross legged on a mat in the dim room, his eyes closed and his face softly lit by the scented candles that flickered on the low table in front of him. "Come in dear one." His blue eyes opened.

I looked around the room that was otherwise bare of furnishings. Leo never really did need much so his meditation area was just as bare as his room was. "I have something for you."

His head tilted curiously as he noticed the item I was carrying. "A picture by the looks of it." He got to his feet.

I nodded and turned the large frame around so he could see as I held it out to him. "Happy Valentine's Day. I know it's not the typical Valentine's gift, but I didn't want to get you some cheesy ass teddy bear stuffed in a mug... I wanted to give you something special."

His eyes grew wide as he took it from me, then they took in every detail of the Japanese painting I had found...and trashed a department store to get. He held it with one hand and ran the fingers of the other over the pristine landscape pinned under the glass, the colors mixed perfectly to highlight the mountains in the background, the forests on each side and the quiet little village tucked in the middle field. Even the clouds were perfect and seemed to float across the painting. Then those eyes looked at me.

"I...I thought it would be nice to hang it in here... Give you something pretty to look at if you can't sett-"

He cut me off with a kiss after he pulled me too him, careful to keep the painting out to the side. That went on for a minute or two. Was a little busy to keep track of the time there.

"Thank you Vicky." He told me when he finally gave me a chance to breathe again. Leo then turned and carefully placed it on the low table between the candles and leaned it against the wall. Then he stepped back to look at it as his arm wrapped around my shoulders. "It's perfect."

"I did good?" I smiled the question at him.

"Very good." He smiled back. Then an eyeridge came up. "But did you really have to destroy the houseware section of the store to get it?"

My jaw dropped open. How did he...

'You forgot to shut some memories out dear one.'

God damn it...

His laughter filled the room then as he turned me to him and pulled me into a hug. "Oh Vicky... I do love you."

"I hope so. Otherwise I'm going to end up on America's most wanted for nothing..."

Leo chuckled as he shook his head in amusement.

"I'll go pester Donnie for a hammer and nails." I tried to leave the room, only to have him pull me back to him.

I squeaked in startlement as he spun me back around, then I shivered when I noticed that look in his eyes. "That can wait..." He murmured. His mouth came in again for another kiss even as his hand reached behind me to close the door. Right after that Leo guided me to the mat, the first churr of many filling the room.

Leo's meditation room was used for something besides meditation that afternoon. The painting bearing silent witness to our love making as our candlelit reflections mirrored off of the glass. A perfectly beautiful painting that was almost as perfectly beautiful as the love we shared for each other.

@turtle-babe83

[ditnightingale]

Ma booooisssss <3

[nenoname]

hunting down a specific image but finding miscellaneous storyboards/some cut panels from the stan comic story instead

[clyde-wy]

This is a message of hope!💞

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Song is Lila Wolken by Marteria

[lemongogo]

dont forget what happened to icarus

[abqbox]

So signs indicate the good game last week was possibly an outlier.

We went out to an early taco dinner with a friend, and my taste buds loved the tacos about as much as my stomach hated them. So I wasn't feeling all that great for the game but went to do my best anyway and think I performed very well considering.

We were outskated from pretty much the first minute of the game through to the last. I played well and made a couple of very good saves in the first period to keep it scoreless. In the second, we managed to get the first goal of the game on a breakaway, which was very awesome.

Unfortunately, not long after they got a shot away that was harder than usual for this league and I got my stick to it but didn't have a good enough grip and it powered through and went in anyway. A few minutes later they scored a second which I was upset about as the puck kept hanging out in front of me, but not close enough for me to cover it and I had to use my stick to try to clear it. After the third or fourth time doing that I messed up and cleared it right to one of their guys who got a quick shot off, I wasn't able to get my pad down quick enough and we were trailing.

The third period was more of the same, I think there were even more breakaways I had to face, actually. I did well on those, staying patient and stopping all of them, most of the time even covering the puck and not giving up a rebound. But they still managed to score a third when I reacted to a shot that was going to my right that was then deflected by a defender directly to an open guy on my left who simply redirected it into the net. I would have maybe been able to try to get my leg in the way in time, but I was feeling very tired at that point.

The final goal of the game was another one where I was slow to move because of fatigue. I stopped a shot that came in at my face. I tried to direct it to the side but only got it about half as far as I had hoped, and it went to one of their guys who shot it, and I was too slow to respond again.

In the end, it was a 1-4 loss that could've easily been much more lopsided, honestly. I think we had mid-20s shots while I faced 40. It would've been a tiring game no matter what, but after dealing with not feeling great after dinner, I was absolutely exhausted.

Oh well, it was a great workout and still fun, and there's still next week to try again.

[crowlixcx]

Two good friends. Two best friends.