#Adolescent evil turtles

[a-really-cool-blog-name]

I should actually explain these guys in more detail eventually, but until then have some memes y'all have no context for!

These two go together

(His favorite character is Rarity)

Plus joke version of their origin:

[iztarshi]

87 Splinter is being hard to write because his thing is being Wise and Calm, but out of all Splinters he should be the least prepared for the stuff he winds up guiding the turtles through. He's just a guy who was teaching his clan's ancestral martial arts for cultural reasons. It doesn't seem like he was ever a soldier or a crime-fighter, definitely not an assassin (87 just straight up ignores what ninjas actually are a lot of the time). Despite his insistance on calling Shredder his "ancient enemy" Shredder was a surprise, there wasn't an evil guy who needed fighting until Splinter's student suddenly betrayed him and allied with an alien warlord.

Some of Splinter being Calm and Wise and always knowing the Right Thing To Do has to be a pose, right? He can't be feeling Calm and Wise all the time. He can't always be sure he's doing the right thing, although he certainly never apologises when he ends up hurting the turtles with his lessons.

Considering how gentle he is towards the turtles 90% of the time I feel like it must be intended for their sake. In an uncertain world he thinks they need an authority that can always tell them the right thing to do. His own uncertainty is something he can't show (and the few times we do see him uncertain it's on missions, especially ones where the turtles aren't present).

When I think about it the turtles are darling little guys, but they're also bigger than Splinter, capable of ripping through sheet metal, and went straight from animals to adolescents. Maybe that's another reason why he can be rigid about the moral code he imposes on them and about his own authority. We see mutants like Tokka and Rahzar and Slash who can cause a lot of damage without real ill-will just because they were suddenly thrown into a world they were unprepared for without guidance. Even though the turtles are never accepted into society properly, Splinter is very insistent on them seeing themselves as part of society, emphasising their usefulness to others as something they should be glad of. (Which actually strikes me as a very Japanese attitude, but since it's also an attitude seen in a lot of 80's cartoons that's probably a coincidence. It's certainly a contrast to the morals seen in Rise about "being yourself" and how it's a mistake to try to conform.)

I'm left with the feeling he'd be a very interesting character if the narrative didn't always go out of its way to agree with him. But I'm also at a loss for how he'd handle the kind of situations the narrative of his own show would never put him in.

[moorheadthanyoucanhandle]

GREEN NEW DEAL

Opening in theaters today:

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem--This new animated feature version of the adolescent DNA-altered martial-arts-practicing chelonians is about mayhem that arises due to mutants. In case the title doesn't make it clear.

The quartet, all named for some reason after Italian Old Masters, dwell in the sewers of New York under the strict protective care of their teacher and adoptive parent, the mutant rat Splinter (voiced by Jackie Chan), but long to go to high school, maybe have girlfriends. On one of their sorties into the city, they meet high schooler April O'Niel (Ayo Edebiri), who's an aspiring journalist. They also run afoul of an evil scientist (Maya Rudolph) as well as a gang of other mutant animals led by the monstrous Superfly (Ice Cube).

It's a striking movie to look at. The visuals have a garish, roughed-out, graffiti-esque look, and the animation has a stylized hint of stop-motion in the Rankin-Bass manner. Among the writers are Evan Goldberg and Seth Rogen; Rogen also provides the voice of the mutant warthog Bebop. The trailer and poster say the movie is "FROM PERMANENT TEENAGER SETH ROGEN."

The jabbery, overlapping dialogue is ticklingly funny, and I appreciated the characterization of the young April, who in the earlier movies has seemingly served as eye candy for the dads in the audience, as a smart and brave but unconfident kid with a typical body shape. As with earlier entries in the series, the film is packed with product placement, to the point that it becomes part of the comedy.

The Turtles made their debut in 1983, too late to be part of my childhood; my nephews were fans. I remember finding the '90s-era live-action TMNT movies annoying, but I found the live-action features of 2014 and 2016 surprisingly fun, even without a nostalgic attachment. Mutant Mayhem, however, may be the best-looking and funniest of them all.

As is so often the case in movies for kids, the ultimate goal that our heroes are seeking is, of course, acceptance, popularity, or simply "to be normal." This persistent theme can be tiresome, but undoubtedly it does reflect a common wish among this film's target audience. Permanent Teenager Rogen and his collaborators know their business.

[blackfire-fanfiction]

here's a proposed creature One Fizzy Cute creature

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Rushing over Donnie starts off the conversation with a “Raphael I need you to listen to me. I haven't told Leonardo this yet but you need to listen to me.”

In a chair cradling the newest critter Raph puzzles out “Okay..? I'm listening.”

 Donnie takes several deep breaths and in a desperate tone “You… you need to get rid of …the Recent Edition.” He points at the bundle in the shorter turtle's arms. 

Raph, who held the creature for too long and is already attached, hits Donnie with a renowned and rather dismissive “Haha I am no longer listening.” 

Donnie pleads “Raphael, I ran some program with the DNA samples and it appears as though this creature is going to be biologically inclined to kill you. It appears to be a “cuckoo bird equivalent” sentient life form creatures get tricked into taking care of it until it depletes all of the nutrition and resources that it gets from its host!”

Raphael seemingly barely hearing the words spoken responds with a: “…Yeah. okay. that's fine. I just won't let them kill me then.” And then continue “So, you discovered their diet?” The turtle boy inquisities.

Donatello, Who is rapidly losing hope, flaps a printed-out graph in his brother's face “In the adolescent stage It is going to grow a razor tail. A Razor tail where it's going to stab you and gut you and that's its diet, Raph.” 

 Raph, lightly chuckling to himself shaking his head “Donnie. I'm going to be fine. I have a shell. We all have shells. It can't stab through them. See, look at them!”

Raphael cheers holding up one fuzzed-out creature. It seemingly smiles with growing razor teeth that craves flesh.

Donnie glares back at the ball thinking of all the ways to make it work because he can do it. As research states that this creature is frighteningly intelligent and he can work with intelligence, “Yeah.. You're right… I shouldn't be worried..” He says with growing confidence and a plan.

I genuinely find the fact that you haven't watched the show so funny because you say stuff like this and I get to have an evil grin and kind of ruin it.

Because April and Casey are also doubles. And uh. They don't have shells to protect them. We could work around it by having them do other things instead of being space vigilantes with the guys if need be, but where's the fun in that?

Hopefully Donnie can convince Raph to chill with the murder creatures before he gets someone else killed - not only himself

[hopeaterart]

Can I just say: I like how the characters (especially the adults) in FHC are allowed to make mistakes? And not be presented as completely incompetent or evil for them? People make poor decisions, especially in the throes of adolescence and hormones, and for them to be allowed to make those decisions and not be demonized for them is refreshing ^^

Oooh, thank you! I know I, like, make a lot of jokes about the Turtles being stupid, but I mean absolutely nothing negative by that. And I'm glad it got caught on! And I'm glad you think the adults being allowed to make mistakes is okay, too. Wasn't expecting 'it's okay to make mistakes' to be one of the underlying theme of FHC, but I'm glad it's one of them.

[turtle-in-the-mums]

I like Leo’s unique snoot myself and naturally have headcanons about it. He’s the only turtle with a well-defined muzzle or snout, and I have to think that’s had its up and downsides as he’s grown up. 

If you look at kid-Leo as shown in the 2014 movie, his face isn’t much different from his brothers’ in general shape. If there’s an outlier at that point it’s Donnie--his head is taller than it is wide. He retains that shape straight into physical adulthood, with very few changes. Mikey and Raph change a bit more, but Leo’s face/head shape changes significantly sometime between childhood and physical maturity. 

(Incidentally, I headcanon that the boys roughly split the difference between human and turtle when it came to physical growing up. The average red-eared slider, according to the Internet, will be an adult around age 7. The average human male will be mostly done growing and muscling out sometime in his early twenties. In the Bayverse movies the guys are 15 + however old they were when April released them, and they are resoundingly past the gangly all-bones-and-empty-stomach phase of growing up. They have to have been mostly done with their skeletal development for at least a couple years.)

Anyway, Leonardo’s face is the least human-shaped of the turtles. I like to think that when his jaws started pushing forward and he lost the little hints of a human-ish nose he had as a kid he got worried that maybe he was mutating back toward the animal end of the spectrum. He was definitely self-conscious about it as a kid, and the topic might still be a touchy one with him. His siblings probably teased him about his “pet face” at least now and then when they were kids. They’ve outgrown that kind of cruelty for the most part, but Leo still tenses a little if and when the shape of his face is so much as mentioned. He’s confident that he’s not going to end up a giant pet turtle now, so he can accept how he looks with the maxim “Those who matter don’t mind, and those who mind don’t matter.” Which still carries some built-in negative judgement of himself, but it’s an improvement over his adolescent anxiety.

He does appreciate or at least accept that there are some advantages to his facial anatomy. He’s got a better sense of smell than his brothers (though not as good as Splinter’s), because he’s simply got more room for the scent-sensing cells in his nose. His nostrils point forward and are positioned relatively closer to his eye level than those of his siblings--he can lift just his nose out of the water for a quick breath without exposing much of his head or tilting his neck at a crazy angle. Mikey and Raph both have more human-ish noses in both the 2014 and 2016 movies. Donnie has a flattened version of a human-like nose in 2014 and nares like Leo’s in 2016. Leo’s probably got a stronger bite than his siblings, though given all the other options he has for winning a fight that’s likely to be a purely academic data point.

His facial structure does have the nasty drawback of offering just enough of a defined snout to make a muzzle or bridle a viable tool for controlling or just tormenting him. My Evil Plot Brain likes to try and come up with ways he could actually end up muzzled without there being a body count beforehand. Or at least several bitten-off fingers.

That would make him defensive and conscious of his unusual facial anatomy all over again. I do love slapping the guys and those around them with the fact that they aren’t human and never can be.

And I wanna pet Leo’s adorable little snoot and close-to-chipmunk cheeks.

Okay can we talk about how cute their beaks are? The lil snoots? Snoot kisses are a must!

hell yeah they are!!

[love-all-tmnt-equally]

Not exactly happy with the mouth but this is just a test design page. I’m not even going to color it.

I’m putting more lore under the cut because I apparently can’t help info dumping… warning. This is Looong.

Edit: I forgot his scar!!!!!!!

Here is Usagi in his more traditional clothes. I’ve decided that his “Usagi” side of the family are “celestial beasts” and consider themselves to be different(ie:better) from Yokai. So this makes him mixed. I’ll expand on it when I draw his parents and Lucia’s parents a bit. With his mom and Violante being Jackalope yokai from Arizona.

I’m giving him the more natural sloped head of a rabbit/hare to show his Jackalope heritage but he doesn’t have horns. He has plantigrade legs of a “celestial” rabbit but his feet are rather big so he doesn’t wear shoes. I’m giving his (as of yet unnamed) mom the ability to slightly alter her form. She makes herself smaller and her antlers less prominent so she can “blend in” with her husbands (still rather disapproving) family. This is a power Usagi will inherit, only it gos the other way. He can make himself bigger and gain’s small adolescent antlers when he does. His disapproving grandmother discourages this so it’s often a last resort.

His grandmother is a stanch traditionalist who very much believes that as Celestials, their family must maintain a certain look and pedigree. She is always trying to undermine Usagis mom and tries to drive a wedge between her and Miyamato, Usagis father. (Miyamato is his canon name from the comics. Decided to keep it because it’s funny. Just one letter off from his sons name)

I’m aiming for Usagi being a Pretty Boy with a serious mindset. He wants his family’s approval so much that as he’s gotten older he’s kind of pushed away his mothers heritage. His grandmother is strict about his behavior and this effects how he handles everything in his daily life.

He strives to be the perfect heir to his family and bring honor as a samurai. His one rebellion is that he loves the music and fashion of the human world. All his more casual outfits are very similar to Tokyo street styles, though he always wants to look good. I’m making him a little vain, for fun.

He still apprentices under Master Katsuichi but instead, started at a young age. His training is not complete and it often eats away at his free time. Katsuichi and Miyamato are old friends and Katsuichi even agreeing to meet the lil’ Usagi to see if he wanted to teach him was a big favor.

The way I would have Usagi meet the turtles would be after Lucia, Clara and Leatherhead have known them for a few years. It would also happen after the movie by at least a few months.

Some evil has shown up, probably Jei causing problems on purpose. Mind controlling people to start fights or using mystic magic to put important people into a cursed sleep. All to get back at the celestial clans for how they treated his own clan. Calling it divine retribution. They have 2 weeks before those cursed to sleep can never be awakened again.

The celestials need a specific Sword from a master in the Hidden City in order to defeat Jei. But the one who has the Sword is in hiding. The Usagi matriarch, Usagis grandmother, is pushing him for secrecy and for no one to know this Yokai is causing them so much trouble but Katsuichi believes he HAS to have help. They are on a time crunch after all, with Jei searching for the mystic sword already. Miyamato agrees with Katsuichi and Usagi is told to enlist the help of his cousins and anyone who can aid him.

Lucia calls the boys for help when Usagi shows up and they need more people looking for the Sowrd Master. When the boys show up to help, Usagi is kind of dismissive because they don’t seem to be taking the mission seriously. He’s also less then comfortable working with “honorless, sneaks like ninja”. Leo is smitten at first sight though and kind of makes a fool of himself while trying to act cool. First impressions do not go great.

With a picture of the sword and a few of the disguises the person who has it uses, the group splits up. Leo with Usagi, Raph with Clara, Leatherhead with Mikey, and Lucia with Donnie.

Hijinks ensue on that first day. Mikey and Leatherhead get distracted going around the Hidden City but are still actively looking. Raph and Clara get trapped helping little old ladies and just doing nice things for people because they are both big and strong. Donnie and Lucia get sucked into looking at things at the library. The whole nine yards.

All the while Leo is trying to help Usagi while also trying to be cool and Usagi is just, not being very patient and kind of ignoring any of his suggestions. There are a few moments of Usagi catching himself thinking Leo is funny and kind of endearing. He also realizes he’s having fun and relaxing because Leo puts him at ease in a way he hasn’t gotten to be in years. He catches himself and puts even more effort into finding the sword and sword master. Even deliberately choosing to dismiss Leo’s ideas even though some of them actually don’t sound too bad.

They go on like this for about a week with no luck. At one point during the week, they switch up the pairs to see if they have any better luck but eventually go back to the original split. Near the end of the week they get into some trouble with a rival group searching. Could be The Mud Dogs or some other Big Mama henchmen. Either way, the Sword Master ends up captured by Big Mama but has already hidden the sword.

Big Mama wants the sword because it’s a valuable artifact and Jei will pay Top Dollar to anyone who can get it for him. To free the Sword Master, Leo and Usagi have to fight in Big Mamas Battle Nexus Doubles Event. At this point, Leo is kind of fed up with Usagis constant dismissals and doesn’t even care that he’s so pretty anymore. Usagi keeps underestimating Leo and what he can offer. They both try and do things their own way during the tournament. With them both begrudgingly complementing the other on something or other. A particular flip, a cool combo, stuff they would like to actually be excited to talk about if they were getting along.

More and more it looks like Usagi is in over his head. With him constantly trying to win without working with Leo at all. Leo tries at the start to help and make plans but eventually stops trying. He even refuses to help unless Usagi really seems like he’ll lose.

This culminates in Leo blowing up at Usagi after a match where having Leo’s help would have saved Usagi from getting unnecessarily hurt. He calls him closed minded, uncooperative, and full of himself. Says he doesn’t care how pretty he is, he isn’t going to let him treat him like a burden when he’s the only one of the two with any teamwork experience.

Usagi asked for help and he got the team that saved the world! People’s lives are depending on this! It isn’t about Usagi and what he wants to do! And it’s certainly bigger than his family’s honor or saving face!

Basically, Leo being confronted with an ego the same as his own. Yes they are different personalities but the basics are the same. Usagi has internalized his grandmothers “celestials are better” ideals. He also considers himself better because he has formal, traditional, training. It’s the one thing the he’s been butting heads with the group on.

Usagi has been undermining Leo’s ideas from the get go. They are too sneaky, too underhanded, too NINJA! The only reason he’s working with them is because his cousins recommended them. Any time Leo tries to get information out of someone with a manipulation or sweet talking, Usagi blows their cover.

Most of the trouble they’ve been having is Usagi making a big deal out of something he considers “honorless”. He’s too rigid, too honest, and too full of self righteousness.

Leo ends up saving Usagi from being beat too a pulp in a match just after this, getting hurt in the process. He does it in such an unorthodox but cool way, showing his natural talent, that Usagi realizes he was wrong about Leo and his brothers from the start. Leo throws out a line somewhat like, “We promised to help you and we honor our word!”

After resting, with Usagi hesitantly apologizing, he asks if they can start over. Leo isn’t to quick to forgive, but he respects Usagi as a swordsman. He decides that starting over would be fine. He does this by reintroducing himself.

I specifically think the lines:

“Hamato Leonardo, at your service”

“Usagi Miyamoto, thank you for your help.”

With Leo reaching for a handshake and Usagi reciprocating. It’s a clear image in my head. After a moment, Usagi asks Leo what the plan is from there and Leo does that smug little smirk he does when he gets an idea.

They go into the last match, because they somehow bickered their way to the final match, with a plan. They work together to take down the champion team, letting themselves compliment and flatter each other about their skills. All around just letting themselves be easy going around each other. They win the match with surprising ease as their natural fighting styles complement each other’s.

Because Usagi was a stickler for rules and precision, Big Mama can’t change their deal because he had the contract written in an old oath. One that would strip Big Mama of her mystic powers if she tried to alter it or went back on her word. One so ironclad, even a Fox wouldn’t be able to back out.

They free the Sword Master and meet back up with the others, who were watching the tournament from the stands. The Sword Master introduces himself as Koetsu, descendent of the great swordsmith of the same name.

He reveals that the sword Usagi is looking for has been hidden in a Shinto shrine just outside the city with an old friends of Koetsu’s. Once the group arrives at the temple they find Trouble Trio’s parent Momo, who is a priest(ess) of the temple, and Koetsu’s old friend. Momo will not just give the sword to them however, he can’t anyway, because they have hidden it behind a multitude of tests.

Leo and Usagi lead the group through the tests, each one requires a combination of skills the group as a whole has. Then, the reach the last room where the sword is. They have to fight a pair of Tengu Statues that guard the sword after defeating them, a larger single Tengu Statue descends from the rafters. Leo and Usagi are separated from the rest of the group and have to fight the last one on their own. It was supposed to only be Usagi, but Leo portaled next to him before the barrier finished setting.

After a hard won fight, the statues move to specific places on the floor around the raised dias on which the sword rests. This lowers both the barrier keeping the others out and the dias. Usagi retrieves The Sword of Sōjōbō, the King of Tengu. (It’s the Sword of Tengu from TMNT 2003. I couldn’t help myself)

It is said that the Daitengu gave the sword to the first Celestial to lead both Celestials and Yokai to live in peace beneath Mt. Kurama. That celestial was a Lord named Mifune. Usagis family has served the clan of that celestial since the establishment of their hidden city. The current Lord is also named Mifune, the 4th of that name, go figure.

Usagi spends 3 days learning how to use the sword and maintain a “pure, kind heart” because if he doesn’t it will corrupt him. In those 3 days Leo visits every day to help Usagi train. They talk more, share hobbies, and just in general make up for losing time bickering that whole week. Leo gets hit with his little crush again and this time is even more nervous about it because now he and Usagi get along. Though Usagi seems to be throwing little hints that it might be mutual.

In the end Usagi has to go home. So the whole group goes to the Doorway Between Cities that Momo has set up between the Temple in the Hidden City and the Temple they grew up at under Mt. Kurama. A set of Tori gates off on their own at the back of the temple.

While saying goodbye, Usagi pulls Leo aside to ask if he would be interested in visiting him in Japan. He’d like to show him around where he grew up. Of corse, his family is welcome to come too, it’s not like he would want him to leave his brothers behind and spend the whole trip with just him for company or anything, haha (smooth Miyamoto).

They exchange numbers but Usagi also promises to write, since it’s hard to make international calls. Standing at the gate, he gives one last goodbye to the group, with some friendly heckling between the cousins, then with one small somewhat shy “Bye Leon” he turns around and jumps through the Doorway.

The “Leon” is significant because he’s only used Leo’s full name the entire time he’s been there. Same with the other turtles. After being told it would be too confusing to use Hamato for all the brothers.

And end

Holy shit! That was not supposed to turn into a wholeass fic outline. But there you go. Usagi Miyamoto meets the TMNT. If I had the patience and skill to write a story and the time to draw up a whole comic I would. This would be the 1st of a 2-parter. 2nd part would be a few months after the defeat of Jei. With the Turtles going to Japan to visit a Usagi and also look into their Hamato roots.

[sunnysynthsunshine]

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1987) Season 1 reviewed

I’ve spent last week rewatching the original 1987 ninja turtles series, the show that put the turtles on the map, with the animation mostly done by Toei, do the first five episodes hold up?...well.

We are introduced to a plucky reporter, April O' Neil, whose design was partially inspired by Fujiko Mine from Lupin the third which shows in her adventurous attitude.

the streets are riddled with crime however and she's surprised to find that her heroes are....anthropomorphic adolescent turtles.

it's up to the turtles to stop the evil shredder and his partner Krang from destroying the world.

Turtle Tracks: The art style is dated but it has charm, you can see the slight anime influence in the faces and fighting scenes, which are very well animated for the time, however, there are a few audio and visual errors but this was the first season so it's gonna look a bit rough.

The Turtles themselves are very loveable, each one having a distinguishable personality, and seeing them try to blend into the human world in their disguises is very entertaining, there's good build-up for the shredder reveal but for a first episode/tv movie it drags on quite a bit, which tells us more about April than about the turtles.

Enter the Shredder: We are introduced to Shredder, a sinister but very enjoyable villain and his partner in crime, Krang, their interactions are so funny, they act so much like an old gay couple but in the universe of a cheesy, camp 80s cartoon, the gayness doesn't end when we're also introduced to Bebop and Rocksteady, who are basically a furry Beavis and Butthead, now here's the question, if Shredder is tired of losing to the turtles, why can't he become a surgeon instead, especially with Krang going on about how he wants his body (top surgery).

We find out the reason why April is so determined about her job even when made into the damsel in distress is that her boss Burne is an absolute ass to her, the turtles wear snazzy outfits and Donatello displays his technical skills that help them escape the technodrome.

A Thing About Rats: Baxter Stockman is introduced as he invents the mouser robots, there are also some goofy scenes where the turtles mess around at April's apartment, this episode has a good amount of both comedy and action, and Baxter Stockman is a good character who I feel quite bad for, the dude just wanted to be recognized for his scientific genius.

Hot Rodding Teenagers from Dimension X: the Turtle van/party wagon is introduced as a form of transport for the turtles and the Neutrinos have cool designs and voices, a cool mix between modern and retro teen archetypes, but aside from the party wagon being part of the show's continuity, it feels out of place compared to the rest of season 1.

Shredder and Splintered has Krang receive his new robotic body and April stands up to her boss for a change, there are some cool fights

The first five 87 TMNT episodes show some good animation, enjoyable characters and atmospheric music, but scenes tend to drag on for too long, while it is still good, it's not amazing like the rest of the series, but it made the turtles popular so I can't completely fault it.

[chinchuqui]

A Tale of a Diamond: Beautia

Month 1: Turqui 19th, 251

(November 18th, 731 CE)

The morning struck Sunar in such a manner, for it was Winter. The snow painted the ground just like the artists painted the heiress, Princess Beautia Diamond.

A princess who should’ve been up already. She was still lying in bed, taking in all of the heat that her sheets brought her. She was the prettiest maiden, or woman, in all the land. (Some still have yet to know she is no longer a maiden)

Her eye-captivating blue hair and eyes, both inherited from her parents. Her figure that of a Goddess as some would say. Some would also call her a servant of evil considering her attitude towards her beauty.

It was about 9:00 AM, and the child was feeling miserable. She would be turning 18 soon enough, come next Varoth (January), and she was not looking forward to it.

Why? Well, it’s simple. It’s due to the fact she would most likely be forced to find a suitable husband, and she would most likely be crowned Queen in the next three years.

Why could she not be 14 forever? That was a great year. For it was the first year she got into the idea of “indulging in the bowl of delectable fruits.” Yes, she was 14, and way too young in everyone’s eyes. But did she care? No.

Why should she? It seemed as though everyone was against her anyway. She was always irritated, and she had no idea why. So the Princess decided to try and block out that irritation by participating in intimate activities.

But nothing seemed to work, she was always irritated. Beautia used this irritation to boost her already massive ego, and put down her sister who she saw as “ugly.”

The castle was already bustling with servants and nobles. Princess Pretia Diamond and Prince Hando Diamond were already up and doing their duties as royals.

Princess Lalaola Diamond was reading her books with her tutor, and old man. He had taught Beautia way back when, and now he was old and gray. Beautia had taken an interest in him when she was around the age of 10, but lost it as soon as she met a noble boy.

The two young Princes, Prince Corrow, and Prince Bendressed Diamond, were in the nursery, playing the day away. Beautia sometimes found herself envying the boys, wishing for her simpler days to return as well.

But it was 9 AM, and the Princess had yet to rise from her chambers. So a maid was sent by her mother, the Queen, to go and wake her. The maid looked at the wooden door, afraid to find out how the dearest Princess would react.

She gathered up her courage and lightly knocked on the door.

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She tried again.

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Nothing once again.

The woman sighed in defeat and opened the door. The lights were out, curtains over the windows, and darkness overcame the room. Grabbing a torch, she marched into the darkness.

The child slept in her bed, which her ancestors have used before her. This bedframe has lasted a while. Though, it was getting quite old, very old. Could break at any moment.

The maid looked over and saw her, the Crown Princess. Her hair covered her face, skin glowing with the light of the torch, and a blanket covering her most likely nude body.

The woman placed her hand lightly on the child’s back, whispering, “Princess Beautia, your Highness.”

Beautia groaned and rolled away from her humble servant. She knew exactly what she was here for, and she didn’t want to open her eyes.

The maid sat there for a good while, not knowing exactly what to do. She let the sounds of chattering people fill her ears as she thought.

Her Highness seems to be a bit more tired than usual. Did something happen? Is she alright?

Beautia groaned as the maid walked over to face her. The torch seemed to have been hurting the girl’s eyes since she squeezed them shut. The maid looked at the girl, trying to see if there were any love marks on her neck.

This maid had known Beautia for basically all of her adolescence. The maid had blonde hair that resembled the sun, fair skin, emerald green eyes, and a pointed nose.

The maid shook the Princess again. Beautia mumbled and her eyes fluttered open. She looked at the woman who had been serving her for the past seven years. She had to be at least 37 by now.

As soon as the blew orbs spotted the woman, all the Princess could think was, Fantastic, the witch is here again. Beautia judged people based on their appearance. So she thought all were below her.

The maid continued, “Your Highness, it is now 9:15 AM, her Majesty requests your presence.”

Beautia groggily responded, “Yes, yes, send in my servants to dress such a lady as myself. Go on now.”

The maid bowed, “As you wish your highness. May Sunar prosper in your hands.” She then proceeded to walk out.

Beautia sighed as she looked at the ceiling. The events that occurred the previous night seemed to have tired her out. She brushed her hand through her soft, silky, cornflower shaded hair.

She slowly sat up and looked at her surroundings. The blanket fell off to reveal she did indeed have sleepwear on, something uncommon for Her Highness.

As she took her first step, a sharp pain emitted from her lower regions. Beautia stumbled back into her bed, the pain continuing. What was this? This definitely wasn’t normal for a Sunarian.

The sheets surrounded the Princess, those soft sheets. They almost knocked her out, but another wave of sharp pains washed over her. Beautia groaned as she gripped her stomach, rolling over.

The maids soon arrived, causing Beautia to force herself to act as if everything was alright.

Perhaps this was from last night. Lord Tino was a bit rougher than most of the men. Yes, that is it. Nothing I myself haven’t endured.

She decided that is what it would be and continued on with her day, wearing her usual scandalous attire. She proceeded to walk to her office, the office in which she stared at a portrait of Sunria.

Violaina did all of her work, only because she didn’t want to upset her daughter and cause her to hate her. So there she was, the future Queen just starring at the same Portrait.

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Beautia’s attention was soon directed towards the door. She instructed, “You may enter.”

The door opened and Pretia walked in. She was wearing a simple outfit, very simple. The base color was light blue, with white as a side color. The dress was a long-sleeved turtle neck, white ruffles at the neck, sleeves, and bottom. Her brown hair was tied up into braids, and her eyes shone, as usual.

Beautia sharply asked, “May I help you?”

Pretia rolled her eyes as she bowed. “Greetings dearest sister of mine. I have brought you papers for the New Years’ Ball.”

Beautia looked at her little sister, confused. “The New Years’ Ball,” she questioned. The Princess nodded her head in affirmation. Beautia stood up and continued, “Why are these papers here?”

“Her Majesty, Queen Violaina Diamond, our mother, has asked that you organize the festival. The people don’t trust you enough to govern this country,” the girl responded.

Beautia groaned as she sat back down in her chair. And here she thought that this would be a dress choosing. She wanted to help her sister who seemed to lack a sense of style.

She didn’t want to do this, she wanted to meet new boys from other countries, taste their fruits. But no, she is stuck in royal business.  Why her of all the poor women?

Beautia was about to march on down to meet her mother, but she looked to her sister. She was 15 now and was more than capable of planning parties. Beautia smirked.

“Sister,” she started. Pretia’s eyes widened a bit. Beautia had rarely ever addressed her as “sister,” so this was a first.

She stammered, “Y-Yes Beautia?”

Beautia pleaded, “Oh Pretia, my dearest sister! I am too busy doing work and am ever so tired! Can you please plan the party for me?”

Pretia was caught off guard by her sister. Her voice was sweet as honey and could convince anyone. Figures as to why she gets so many men, but that makes it difficult to find herself a man that hasn’t indulged in pleasures with her elder sister.

Pretia grumbled, “You want me to plan it in your name?” Beautia nodded. The brunette shook her head, “No, not this time Beautia. You always have manipulated me into doing your dirty work. I have had about enough!”

Beautia’s smile turned into a frown. She rubbed her head which seemed to be aching. “You may not have any beauty, but you seem to have brains,” she griped.

Pretia snapped, “Why are you so cruel Beautia? Just because I don’t look like you? I am well aware of the fact, it haunts me every night! And you have the audacity to sit here and call me ugly?”

“What? I only speak the truth,” Beautia said in a monotone voice.

Just as Pretia was about to go off on her sister, Beautia felt the sharp pains again. This one was worse. Beautia flinched, noticeably. It caught Pretia’s attention, which directed towards the girl.

The green orbs stared at her elder sister, cautious to see what was going on. Beautia tried to brush it off, but another pain arrived and the girl stumbled onto the hard, cold, stone floor.

“Sister,” Pretia fretted. She tossed the papers aside as rushed to meet her sister’s gaze. She asked, “Sister! What is wrong?”

Beautia blinked for a few seconds before turning to her younger sister. She had never seen Pretia worry so much for her. She never had any reason, Beautia had always been so cruel.

Just as Beautia could feel her heart warm, her head began to ache and the resentment came back. The heiress glared at her younger sister and slapped her hand away.

She spat, “It’s nothing, I’m fine. See to it that the party is organized.”

Pretia felt her heart ache as she bowed and left. Her sister had no need to be cold, but she always was. Why did she even try to help the hopeless case? But as the Princess roamed the halls of her home, she felt a slight discomfort in her chest.

It felt refreshing, but at the same time painful. This feeling felt so familiar but exotic at the same time. Like it had abandoned her long ago, but just now was returning.

As she entered her office, she couldn’t help but smile. What was this feeling? Why isn’t she mad at Beautia? Nonetheless, all the girl thought was forgiveness.

I shall forgive you Beautia.

Month 1:

Turqui 24th, 251

(November 23rd, 731 CE)

It was a very busy day for the royal family, only a little more than a month until the new year. Everyone was bustling. All except for Beautia. The child sat in her chambers, feeling very ill. Maybe it was a simple cold?

Beautia looked out the window and down at her village. The snow lighting everything up, the sun shining the fields brightly, and little dots scurrying around. So pitiful.

The world could end right here and now, and they’re all happy? All happy. Happy families, happy sisters, happy brothers, and happy parents. Beautia envied them all. For they had something even a girl who seemed to have it all lacked, the feeling of love.

Beautia couldn’t decipher when she stopped feeling joy and love. Maybe around the time her Aunt was beheaded. So long ago. It was so long ago. She was 13 at the time. She remembered their faces of pain and fear. But she felt nothing.

She felt like something was forcing her to make the love submit to her. Something like magic. Nonetheless, she continued to feel like nothing. The only time she felt an ounce of love or joy was in the bedroom, with the men.

But even then it felt so fake. They only were after her body, not for who she was. But who was she? She was rude and narcissistic, but she felt like she was kind inside.

Beautia chuckled. How silly. She was the most beautiful girl in all of the land, and deserved all. How hard was that? Nothing worth questioning.

Soon a maid arrived. “Princess, her majesty has asked for your audience,” she announced. The child grumbled as she stood up. The pains continued, but she could bear them now.

The girl followed the servant to the office in which the Queen stood. Violaina Diamond was a curious case. She is known for beheading her siblings but is a well-loved Queen. Much like her mother. She is recognized for her fire-red hair and sky blue eyes.

There beside her stood the nobles, those rats as Beautia referred to them. She huffed as she took her seat next to her mother. She blankly stared as they discussed plans for 252.

Fatigue began to sweep over the Princess’s eyelids. Why was she so tired all of the sudden? She tried to not think of that and focus on the old voices that echoed throughout the room.

“Beautia?”

The blue-haired girl was snapped out of her daze and looked at her mother. Her eyes were filled with concern, as was her voice. The nobles looked at the two royals in confusion.

Beautia and Violaina looked nothing alike. The only thing they shared was their skin tone and the color of their eyes. But their attitude was similar. They both looked like they were planning something. But one can always question, “What is it exactly that they are planning?”

“What,” the girl asked, looking at them all. She just wanted to plop down in her warm bed.

“Are you alright,” the Queen asked.

Thinking for only a moment, Beautia slowly nodded. Her head began to ache immensely with each shake of her head. She almost passed out. But she did blackout for a good second.

The colors appeared before the imperial Princess. She spotted many in front of her, asking if she was alright. Looking around, she realized she wasn’t in her chair, but on the floor.

Violaina pushed through and brought herself on her daughter’s level. Her mouth was moving, but Beautia heard nothing. Nothing was coming out. Only ringing, sweet ringing.

The air was cold. Was she dead? Did the fates finally show the girl mercy and end her suffering? Was this it? It was very much painless. So painless. Why didn’t she try dying sooner? It would’ve been a weight lifted off her shoulders.

Violaina screamed, or it seemed like it. Soon enough, Beautia’s eyes shut.

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“Your Highness!”

Beautia’s eyes shot open. Her head felt like someone whacked her with a book full of a thousand words. Her lower regions ached even more. And she had about a dozen people around her bed.

Groggily, she asked, “Wh-what has happened?”

The maids cried out in joy as they paraded around the girl. Why were they so happy? Did they not hate the Princess with a passion? The doors burst open, and there stood a tear-filled eye Violaina.

“Beautia my dear,” she cried. Beautia froze as she felt her mother’s arms wrap around her. It felt comforting and soothing. She hadn’t felt this warmth since her father was banished.

But that feeling, the feeling of putting up a front formed. Beautia scoffed, “Let me go your Majesty.” Violaina’s eyes widened as she looked at her daughter. Why was she so cold?

Beautia looked around the chambers she had grown so familiar with. The gray stone walls, each delicately placed. The shadows painting them in such a perfect tone. So beautiful.

Still looking around, she asked, “What happened?”

Violaina sighed seeing her daughter show no interest. “You passes out in the meeting room dear. You were too tired. You’ve been out for an hour now,” explained the Queen.

Beautia looked at all the maids, she then smirked, “Ah! Of course. The most beautiful woman would only earn such great treatment from those who are below her.”

The maids were hurt. Many sighed and left in defeat. Violaina glared at her daughter but said nothing. No words came out of her mouth. She didn’t want a strained relationship that she and Salvia had.

Beautia sighed and looked out the window again. It was difficult to see from her position, but it seemed to have snowed once again. Made sense. The New Year shall soon come to an end.

Month 3:

Modia 12th, 251

(December 31st, 731 CE)

The castle was bustling with the arrival of nobles from Sunar and other nations. Many royals would also be arriving. Beautia happily skipped through the hallways of the castle.

She had been going through quite a couple of mood swings. And it irritated her younger sister, the Princess Pretia Diamond. Lalaola thought of it as funny.

The maids were trying to hunt her down, she needed to get dressed. Tomorrow was the mark of a New Year! The maids finally caught their bubbly Princess.

But something strange was definitely going on with the girl. She had been vomiting all morning, and feeling madly ill. But she still wanted to run around like a child. Many of the maids already figured out what was the cause of this strange behavior.

Violaina had heard of this behavior and wanted to see if it was true. Maybe her daughter was just deathly ill? But that in itself was worse. The physician soon arrived.

Beautia wore a dark green sleeveless dress. It was skin-tight, and the skirt was poofy. Her hair was curled and her face painted with lipstick and blush. She flat out looked like a prostitute.

Beautia looked at the old man, she scoffed at his disgusting appearance. He bowed, “Your Highness, I am here to examine you.”

“What for,” Beautia asked in a concerned tone. She thought she was just fine. She had to be. Pretia’s head popped out of the corner, she wanted to see what was wrong with her sister.

She was a bit shocked to see Beautia in such a good mood. She was so agitated yesterday. Pretia looked behind her to see her mother. Violaina had a suspicion but decided to have the old man confirm it.

Pretia felt worried. She didn’t know why, but something had changed within her heart. Like a horrible spell had been broken after years of its horror.

After a good thirty minutes, the old man approached the Queen and her second daughter. He bowed down to the two. Pretia knew the worse had to have happened, for his face was that of a stone.

He began, “Y-your Majesty, it seems that Her Highness is with child.” He proceeded to look down. Pretia’s eyes widened. She was going to be an aunt! But so soon?

When a smiling Pretia looked to her mother, the smile shrieked away. Her mother was angry. Her teeth were gritted and her eye glowed with that alarming glow. She barged into the room, Pretia close behind.

She only found a Beautia relaxing on the bed, smiling. Did she not care that she was with child? Beautia spotted her mother and sister and sighed, “Oh Mother! Did you hear the news? I don’t have to work for the next few months!”

The Queen almost gagged with her daughter’s sudden attitude. She questioned, “Beautia, who is the father?”

Beautia shrugged, “Beats me, it’s been what? Four months? So many men Mother, so many. We shall see shall we not?” Violaina’s rage only grew as her daughter stated, “No matter, more sleep for me!”

Violaina screamed as she threw a chair at the wall, everyone in the room fell silent. Beautia went wide-eyed as her mother stormed over to her. The Crown Princess hid under her covers as a last-minute escape only to have them ripped away from her. The girl shrieked as she was grabbed by the hair to face the Queen.

“I should’ve known this would happen! How did I raise such a wench,” she sneered. She slapped Beautia, leaving a small mark. Beautia met her mother’s eyes, and they were not filled with kindness.

The red-head looked to her servants and announced, “I now abdicate my crown to my eldest daughter, Her Highness the Crown Princess Beautia Diamond, heiress to the throne of the kingdom Sunar!”

Pretia and everyone else gasped. Beautia’s face went pale as she looked around. She tried to think. She smirked as a thought arose, “Ha! Good luck with that! Coronations take weeks of planning. I shall not be Queen until I have a crown set on my head!”

Violaina glared at the woman who she called daughter. “I figured a wench such as yourself would say something so dull. Which is why you are being coronated tonight.”

Beautia stayed silent in her shock. Being coronated, tonight? Something like this has never been heard in the kingdom!

The Queen continued, “I figured you were pregnant, so I planned a coronation ceremony for this ball! It only takes a few days when you are attentive to such matters.”

Beautia felt her whole world being torn apart bit by bit. She wasn’t ready! She was only but a child! How could she be a Queen?

As Violaina approached the door, she faced her daughter for a final time. “Consider this a final punishment. You are bearing the weight of the crown. I shall never accept your child as my own flesh and blood, for they are a bastard. I shall leave to Flutia’s mansion after tonight.”

The door shut, leaving the air cold. The servants all looked at each other, confusion in their whispers. Beautia felt her face heat up, eyes sting, and stomach ache. She screamed as she tore her bedroom apart.

Pretia began to shake a bit. Beautia, a queen? Was this the downfall for Sunar? And what of the child? If it is a boy, then the line of succession will pass to her. But if it is a girl, her name would be shamed and she would be called a bastard throughout the kingdom.

Pretia’s eyes widened as she saw her sister’s eyes glow. The glow in the family only happens when one has strong magical energy and strong emotion, but it only occurs to the true Queen and heiress. So this was the first time Pretia had witnessed the glow.

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The crowd fell silent as the trumpets played. The ball had been splendid, and all were annoying themselves. The night shone brightly. The stars glowed as the snow fell. What a great way to welcome 252! Or so it seemed.

The Lords and Ladies gasped to find their Queen, or Queen  Mother, walk down and place her crown on the throne. They were even more surprised to find Beauia walking down in an extravagant gown.

She looked angry, very angry. The MHC stood there, not knowing what to say. They thought this was truly the end of their kingdom. Pretia and Hando watched from afar, judging their mother and her harsh actions.

As Violaina spoke, Hando chided, “How could she give the crown to her? She is an inept snake who shall be the end of us all.” Pretia eyed her brother, telling him to hush. But he didn’t hush, he only continued, “And that child. If it is a girl, she shall be the next Queen! The first bastard on the throne. Our names and generation shall be shamed.”

“No matter, she is now our Queen. And if the child is our next Queen, I shall bow down, as should you,” muttered the brunette maiden.

Hando scowled, “Do you not understand? We will be shamed for being the siblings of the wench!”

Pretia snapped her head to her brother. “Hando! Watch your tongue! You are only a boy, and you should not shame the crown!” Hando glared at his elder sister.

He was only 12 but was very smart. Much like the second Princess. He hesitated, “Mother is leaving to Aunt Flutia’s residence for a while. She ordered for our belongings to be sent to the palace in the countryside. I assume we shall be living there from now on.”

Pretia stared at the two royals, stone-faced. “I heard that you rejected mother’s offer and told her that you are staying here,” he cautioned. Pretia looked at her brother.  He was her height, and he was still growing. “You know what Mother can do when she is rejected,” he warned.

“She cannot harm me if Beautia requests me to stay,” the girl bluntly stated.

Hando chuckled, “You are foolish. You think now Beautia will be kind?”

“She is a naïve girl, only goes after what will make her happy. She will gladly accept me when I accept her child as my flesh and blood,” she explained.

The redhead’s eyes went wide as he whispered, “You what?”

She looked at him. “You heard me, I am accepting the child as my flesh and blood.”

“Why? It is a bastard! I don’t want to be related to that. It is a shame upon me and my future children,” he scowled.

“You may be laughing at me now, but that child is a girl. I can tell. We’ll see who has the last laugh when I am in the future Queen’s favor.”

“Tch, you are crazy.”

“I present Queen Beautia Diamond,” announced Violaina. All clapped and bowed to the new Queen. The clock struck midnight. Beautia was crowned in the last minute of 251.

All the girl could hear was ringing and whispering. The people would never accept her as Queen. Her and her bastard child.

Month 5:

Nathiov 12th, 252

(January 12th, 732 CE)

The castle was silent, as usual. Maids began to whisper about the arrival of the new baby. The new Queen was still pregnant with her child, and the nursery was being prepared for it.

Beautia looked pregnant now. Her belly stuck out like a sore thumb. Many were excited that there would be another young one. Ever since the other royals’ departure, the castle has been so silent.

Pretia offered to stay behind and Beautia allowed it. Violaina could not object since the Queen had approved of it. Pretia had been in charge of a lot of things. So much now that she worked for a Queen.

Doing things for the Crown Princess wasn’t too difficult. It wasn’t this much work. But now it felt as if she was a Queen. She looked at the crumpled papers that the nobles gave her.

A tax needed to be implemented because there weren’t as many guards as Sunar once had. So the Kingdom needed more. And that required money, which required a tax to be placed.

Looking at the door, the Princess nervously knocked. She waited for Beautia’s response. A few moments later, a soft reply, “Enter.”

Pretia opened the door to see a very dark room. Only one candle sat on the wooden desk. And it was very cold as well. Beautia stared at the floor. She was still in her sleepwear, with only a small light green jacket to warm herself. Her baby bump showed through the dress.

Her face emotionless, just blank. Her eyes shone strangely, and the black bags were very evident. She hadn’t been getting the proper amount of rest needed.

Pretia sighed as she as in the chair across from her sister. She began, “Your Majesty, I-”

“Beautia,” the Queen cut her off.

“Pardon?”

“You shall address me as Beautia. We are sisters are we not?”

Pretia nodded, “Yes, Your Majesty-er Beautia. We are. I just never expected you to ask me to address you in such a kind manner.”

The Queen stayed silent as the young maiden pulled out sheets of paper. Pretia began to read them off and explain the situation. Beautia looked at the green eyes and then at what they were reading. The blue-haired woman chuckled.

Pretia looked up to see her sister staring at the side. “Is there something wrong,” asked the girl.

Beautia’s eyes soon met her sisters. “The nobles just want money,” she bluntly stated.

Pretia’s eyes widened a bit.

The Queen continued, “They are using you as a method to get me to sign things off. They believe that I am unable to rule.” Her voice was so empty. It was filled with grief and anger all at once.

“We will not implement taxes. I’ve seen the way they treat young squires. Improve the conditions of the guardsmen. Use some of our money, 15,000 should be good. We will ensure the safety of those boys and girls. Taxes would only cause a riot.”

Pretia was in shock. For someone who acts so crudely, she sure was smart. Pretia bowed, “Yes Beautia, I will see that it is done.”

Just as the brunette placed her hand on the metal handle, Beautia spoke up, “Should I just die?”

Pretia looked back to see her sister glaring at her. “Wh-what?”

“Don’t what me,” spat the woman. “Everyone wants me gone already. Do you think I don’t hear the whispers? My child is already called a bastard and they have done nothing wrong!” Her voice was getting angrier and angrier by the second.

“B-Beautia, they are just rumors,” shivered the girl.

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“Rumors!? Rumors haunt and damage,” Beautia shouted. The desk slam had scared Pretia into dropping the papers. She stood there, paralyzed. She looked like Violaina when Harpaina was still alive.

Beautia’s eyes widened a bit as she slumped back down into her chair. “They are planning on killing me you know,” she whispered.

“W-What,” asked Pretia.

“The nobles. Once my baby is born, they will kill me. If the child is a boy, then he will be slain too. Boys aren’t preferred on the throne. If she is a girl, they will most likely raise her to hate me. Lie about me.”

Pretia felt rage build up inside her chest. Kill the Queen? Even thinking about that was treason! Why does she not care that she is going to die!?

Beautia began to laugh, “Ha! I should just die now so that Sunar doesn’t have to deal with me! And the child won’t grow in despair!”

Beautia heard a shift in the room and she was soon lifted up from her chair. Pretia had brought her to stand up, her hands tightly gripping her shoulders.

Just as Beautia’s mouth opened, Pretia cried, “Don’t you ever speak like that again!” Beautia’s eyes widened a bit to see her sister so upset. She didn’t even insult her, so why was she crying?

“You mustn’t let the nobles get to you! Please,” her voice began to slightly break. Beautia was soon pulled into a tight hug. It hurt a bit with the baby bump.

Pretia began to shake as warm tears fell from her eyes. Some of it landed on the jacked the Queen wore. Beautia hesitated before lightly placing her left hand on Pretia’s head.

The Queen sighed as Pretia pulled away. “I’m s-s-sorry,” stammered the royal. Pretia smiled. It had been a while since her sister had apologized.

Pretia whipped her tears away as she beamed, “I will inform the guards about your decision! And I shall hire some to keep an eye on the nobles and you!”

The door shut leaving Beautia alone with her thought once again. She smiled as anger built up in her mind again. This anger felt so much like magic like it was forcing her to be angry.

For someone so ugly, she sure does have a beautiful smile.

Month 7:

Agioni 5th, 252

(April 19th, 732 CE)

The party boomed with people as many chattered away. This was a last-minute party since the baby would be due in about two months. The due date being Kioligo 20th.

Beautia stared at all the nobles who were most likely making fun of the baby. She sat on her throne, not bothering to enter the party. She did try to have fun and flirt with a man.

“Sorry my Queen, you are a bit too big,” he stated.

Beautia wanted to hate the baby, she wanted to hate it so much. It took everything from her. Her family, freedom, and happiness. But she couldn’t bring herself to hate it, only resent it.

This child would come into the world not knowing all of the pains, free from the evils. Beautia wished she could be an infant again, start over. Maybe she would be able to mend the relationship between her mother and aunt.

It seems like that’s when everything went downhill. Harpaiana’s death caused the downfall of Beautia. The singing, conversing, and music soon got all too loud for Her Majesty to handle.

She looked around and decided to take her leave. Many bowed and mocked her as she walked by. Beautia scoffed as she walked the empty halls. The physician two days ago predicted the baby was a girl. Beautia was just showing all of the signs such as glowing cheekmarks.

Servants passed and bowed her. Oddly enough, the plebs and commoners seemed to have respect for Beautia. She figured it was due to the fact she didn’t place a tax on them. The number of new squires has doubled since that day.

The castle echoed with the footsteps of servants. Beautia felt her anger build up again. She wanted to cry, but a Queen cannot cry. The crown weighs, and this was her punishment.

Beautia entered the nursery in which her baby would lay. It was a nice spot. It had a beautiful view of a river and village. The child would be able to see their people from there.

The cradle was made of some sort of blackwood. She had read that in another dimension it is known as “African Blackwood.” It had diamonds encrusted in it to represent the child’s position. The cushion was magenta with a nice, silk, pink blanket. The blanket had golden designs.

Next to the cradle was a toy castle. And inside lay Beautia as a doll. The Queen picked it up to feel it’s material. The doll was smiling. It made the child seem even more pitiful than it already was.

Beautia looked out the window and down at her people. She felt her stomach ache a bit as the baby began to kick. The blue-eyed woman smiled as the baby continued to kick.

Perhaps this won’t be so bad.

Month 9:

Kioligo 18th, 252

(May 27th, 732 CE)

“Gahh,” cried the Queen as she gripped the bedsheets. Maids scurried around the castle and room, hurrying for the baby was coming!

About a day before Beautia’s water broke and she began to get contractions. The maids had informed her that the baby would most likely not arrive for another day, so she should just relax.

Beautia continued to scream out in agony throughout the day. She couldn’t relax and got only three hours of rest. This morning her contractions began to get less spread out. And the physician was called in.

The news spread throughout the castle, their Queen’s baby would arrive within the next hour! Pretia rushed to be by her sister’s side as soon as she heard the news.

The nobles began to prepare orders for their gifts to the new addition to the royal family. And the people planned festivals for every neighborhood.

The doors burst open and Pretia entered the room. She flinched as Beautia began to scream even louder. Pretia looked at her sister and was a bit upset.

Beautia’s hair had been tied up in a bun to prevent it from getting in her hair. Her face was very sweaty and her eyes were full of tears. She looked very tired and like she wanted to give up.

Pretia walked to her side, avoiding maids who held water and towels. Beautia’s screams soon morphed into choked out sobs as she continued to push.

Pretia gripped her sister’s hand. Beautia slowly more and more got tired, she looked as if she was going to faint. Her face went pale as her sobs began to quiet down.

Pretia soon began to feel herself cry. Nothing else mattered at that moment. If Beautia fainted she had a chance to die, and so did the baby! Pretia begged, ���Beautia! Please stay awake! Please! If not for yourself, for your child that is still in your womb! Please!”

Beautia’s eye slowly opened again as she began to scream again. She was overworking herself too much. Pretia began to pray and sob. Was this the end for her sister?

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Pretia’s eyes shot open with the cry of an infant. She looked up to see the maids cry with joy. She barely saw a little head, but the cries of the child showed it’s health.

Beautia gasped as she set her head down. Her body exhausted from two days in labor. Pretia began to nervously laugh as she looked at her sister. Beautia’s eyes closed as she smiled in relief. It was over. That was a nightmare.

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Pretia stood outside the door speaking to Duchess Quofer. She was one of the few that had supported Beautia and her bastard. Beautia sat on her bed in the stone room.

She heard her child make little noises. Many awaited the gender reveal. Finally, a maid walked over with the little child in her arms. She handed the Queen the baby as she softly whispered, “The baby is a girl Your Majesty. You have given birth to a healthy baby girl.”

Beautia felt very nervous as she slowly looked down. The first thing that caught her eye was the girl’s cheekmarks. They were clocks with wings at the sides.

The woman looked at the girl and saw big blue orbs starring at her. The girl looked at peace. Her hair was cotton-candy pink, and Beautia recognized who her father was. A man named Coòo. He was the short one from that night all those months ago.

The baby girl blinked a couple of times before smiling. Beautia’s eyes widened as tears fell down from her cheeks. The girl’s eyes fluttered closed as she began to sleep.

She is so beautiful, even more than me.

Beautia’s head experienced a shock as all the memories came back to her. All this time, she was under her mother’s spell. The spell that excused the execution of Harpaina.

Had she been under it all these years? If so, was the pregnancy taking her out of it? Is that why she despised the thought of being with men and was so agitated all of the time? All these thoughts raced through the Queen’s mind.

Pretia soon entered and walked over to meet the new baby. “So,” she began, “What gender is it?”

Beautia mumbled, “It is a girl.”

Pretia chirped, “That is wonderful! Sunar’s future right here in this room!”

Beautia bit her lip as more tears began to fall down her cheeks. Pretia noticed and her expression went soft.

“What is it? Are you not happy,” she asked.

Beautia shook her head, “No, that’s not it. I am filled with joy. But, Pretia. Look at her.” Pretia observed the baby a bit more. “She’s the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my entire life,” Beautia stated.

Pretia’s eyes widened. Her head too began to ache as more memories flooded in.

Beautia sniffed, “You remember, don’t you? Mother’s spell?”

Pretia looked at her sister and slowly nodded. How could she forget? It’s been so long. Perhaps that was the reason why.

“But this child, she has taken us out of that spell. She saved us,” Beautia explained.

“What are you going to do,” asked the maiden.

Beautia thought for a moment. She let the noise of maids laughing, birds chirping, and leaves blowing take up her mind.

“She can’t be like me,” she fretted. Pretia tilted her head seeing her sister’s eyes begin to widen even more.

“Pretia, I mustn’t let her be like me. A disgrace! She shall be the best Queen to come by Sunar! She has to be,” wept Beautia.

The woman looked at the clocks that decorated her daughter’s face, her soft hair that could make anyone smile.

“I shall name her Pala Diamond,” Beautia said determinedly.

“Pala!? That’s an awful name for one so beautiful,” Pretia objected.

Beautia nodded her head, “Yes I know, it pains me to do this. But she needs to hate me. She needs to. She needs to grow up to not want to be me.” Pulling her daughter closer, the Queen planted a dozen kisses on the Princess’s face.

“This is the only time I will be able to hold her like this and lover her so,” quivered the Queen. Pretia felt tears fall down her cheeks. “I shall watch her from afar, and ensure she gets the best education. All of those who will not accept her as their blood will regret it the day she is crowned Queen.”

Pretia admired Pala’s features as Beautia spoke. The Queen looked to her sister.

“I cannot atone for the sins that I have committed, and I know you may never forgive me Pretia. But can I ask you to protect my daughter and your niece? I cannot hush the rumors that shall arise, but you can!”

Pretia looked at the two relatives sitting before her. A Queen and a future Queen. She nodded, “Yes, I will watch over and protect the Princess. I will remain in the castle, but on the far side. I will ensure that all rumors will be hushed while she is under the impression that I hate her.”

Beautia cried, “Thank you.” The three hugged one another that night. All taking in this last moment of affection that would be shared between them.

Beautia asked for a maid to take Pala to her chambers. The Queen watched as her daughter was taken away from her. She wished things could be different. But this was for the best.

Queen Beautia gave birth to her heiress on Kioligo 18th at 8:43 AM. The baby girl was healthy and strong. Many gave gifts as congratulations to Her Highness and Majesty.

The baby was named Princess Pala Diamond.

[eyeslikefoxglove]

Episode 14 - WangXian are a (v soft) Battle Couple & Foxglove is hella mad

Hi! Welcome to episode 14. I should be studying. It’s day two of morning runs, so my soul has left my body already, send help. Yesterday I went to buy plants with my mum and got so excited I just whacked on a bunch of eyeshadow because I haven’t seen the outside in weeks, I’m also wearing makeup today, because I have nowhere to go, but I really need to finish this bb cream before it goes bad, so my parents are getting my full fresh faced “woke up like this and put on mascara” routine (which is a fucking lie because I’m wearing at least three blushes and two highlighters). I’m determined to get this bitch down in under five minutes so I can have another five to do eyeshadow, I have way too much eyeshadow to not wear it (I have way too much everything except maybe mascara and eyebrow stuff).

Yes, if y’all were wondering I am in fact a makeup magpie. ANYWAY BACK TO THE ACTUAL THING WE ALL CAME HERE FOR.

(Btw further down I discuss once again how shitty I think the Yunmeng sibs’ parents are if that causes an issue for you)

Ok ok ok, so I was talking with damnpoe-2187 here about how we found that sometimes WWX crossed from gremlin into asshole when he tried to get LWJ riled up. Like in the Cold Springs, putting our shippers hearts aside, that was a dick move and he should have stopped undressing the second LWJ went from annoyed to incredibly uncomfortable. I find this scene the complete opposite, a show of character development if you will. It is kind of similar in that they’re both hurt, and alone (although this time is much more serious) and there was some undressing going on; however WWX here behaves like a fool in love considerate person and knowing how uncomfortable LWJ already is tries to make it easier for him. They’re also super soft and I’m weak.

A brief interlude from my one track mind: That pond is full of corpses isn’t it? Or at least the remnants of the Murder Turtle’s meals I suppose. Damn right WWX should not have gone into the water with an open wound, but think no one should go swimming in there without a full hazmat suit tbh (I want to pump them full of antibiotics at this point ngl)

So I love this tiny montage (is it even a montage) of the, getting themselves ready to kill the Murder Turtle.

Teamwooooooork.

Listen, I have read a few fics in which their mind-meld stays in place due to reasons and I need me more of those.

Ok, turtles don’t work that way, but then again, giant murder snake-Trex-turtle so that’s low on my list of priorities. What’s not low is the fact that this guy is knee deep into pretty much a mass grave and I want to take a few showers just watching him.

Yeah, I know exactly what he’s smelling and suddenly I hope I don’t have meat for lunch today tbh.

The screaming sword has always been fucking creepy and does LWJ’s fist clench mean that he’s also hearing them?

BATTLE COUPLE! BATTLE COUPLE! BATTLE COUPLE!

So I know killing the thing took them something like six hours. And while it feels quite a long time in the show, I think that, if they cut the scene with idk, JC running towards Lotus Pier, then back to them, then back to JC, but now the sun is in a different position, back to them, but now the blood from LWJ’s hand has dripped down his arm; and so on a so forth it’d convey more clearly how long it took for the Murder Turtle to die. I know fuck all about cinematography tho so feel free to ignore all this if it is in fact an abomination.

Tiiiiiiny interlude here to say that Yiling Patriarch!WWX is probably one of my favourite character archetypes. He’s slightly creepy, slightly amoral (smiling while torturing and murdering bad guys is still amoral ok), more than a bit on the Dark Side, cocky, smirky, a bit of an asshole a BAMF, a rebel with cause and yet he will still do the right thing, not despite his nature, but because of it. He’s kind of like a Chipped Spike? But you know, he doesn’t need electroshock to behave.

I just want a fic where he’s this Dark Lord of Evil in everyone’s eyes however the ‘good guys’ take a break from trying to off him because a bigger threat just popped up and they have no choice but to ask for his help. He agrees, keeps being his charming self while also saving everyone’s asses, LWJ is smitten.

TL;DR: The Necromancer is hot. Oh and nobody dare deny LWJ has a Yiling Patriarch kink.

Oh my, this is the part when I always get teary eyed.

WUJI ON A CELLO? DO YOU WANT TO KILL ME?

“Why hasn’t Jiang Cheng shown up and rescued me yet?” THIS IS ALL THE PROOF I NEED THAT WWX IS THE BABY SIBLING.

“Lan Zhan sing me a song”

IT IS HAPPENING, STAY FUCKING CALM EVERYBODY (I’m crying)

That slideshow of their best moments set to WuJi is a masterpiece, and also, it kind of drives home the point of “how tf did we go from flirting during summer camp to this mess”?

(Btw if that’s YiBo humming he’s got one hell of a deep voice)

Ok ok ok, so this moment had me spitting up my tea the first time I watched it. Believe it or not my dumbass thought these people were actually serious with the censorship and we’d get scraps of their actual relationship. Lots of charged moments like in some other western tv shows I’ve seen when two dudes have chemistry but “they’re not gay”, no longing glances, no tender touches, no being unbelievably soft with each other; just you know, amped up, because if I’m not mistaken you can be arrested in China for “promoting the gay”. I mean, they changed the beginning when people insult MXY’s sexuality to insulting his mental health; no one would think “ah yes, the gays are good” when they hear it used as a slur, but they still erased it completely. One of the things I thought they’d fully take away was WangXian, I mean, the into/outro is named Wuji, which, you know, still a mishmash of their names, but not their ship name. It is such a significant part of the story with all the “what’s the song name? Figure it out yourself” that if something were going to give away that they’re married with a kid it would be that. I thought we’d get an artful fade to black BEFORE LWJ would say the name not after. And also, YiBo is enunciating it so clearly that, even with the sound muffled and the blurriness I, who don’t speak Chinese, can make out the two syllables. That’s deliberate, I can say “WangXian” loud and clear without moving my lips too much. At this point in time I must assume someone in charge of looking for censorship violations in the show is a fan and just ignored it.

Censorship person 1: dude, isn’t that a bit too gay, maybe you shouldn’t greenlight it.

Censorship person 2: shut the fuck up, sit here and watch.

*a full rundown of the whole of CQL later*

Censorship person 1: oh my god they’re so in love and they deserve to be happy.

Back to the commentary: I’m sorry but I have a mighty need of a WWX & Peacock friendship ok? This might be me just wanting WWX and LWJ to make other friends besides each other but I think that the Peacock is just bitchy enough to not take any of WWX’s bullshit.

And the Yunmeng bros timing for banter strikes yet again.

That’s terrible quality fake blood btw.

@ Yunmeng disciples: STOP SHOOTING FUCKING KITES PLEASE AND THANK YOU

Oooof even with a change of clothes our boy is still looking rough as hell.

MY LOVELY YUNMENG SIBS BEING SOFT AND HAPPY WITH EACH OTHER.

It hurts my soul that the second JFM starts praising WWX for surviving the Murder Turtle our boy’s knee-jerk reaction is to start praising JC in return. It is instinctive, how many times must this have happened for him to know his brother won’t even get scraps of praise? (Seriously fuck their parents)

It was going so well, I mean, JFM had a point warning him to not say things in anger. But I thought he was going to tell him that it is because sometimes he’ll hurt someone without wanting to, yet, this asshole decided to, once again, remind his kid he thinks he’s a failure.

And here comes Mme Yu who I can only assume had a servant posted at the door to warn her when WWX woke so she could throw some verbal abuse at him. I mean, she must have been missing it.

And JFM’s misogynistic bullshit strikes once again, because why defend ALL your kids when you can insult your wife.

(Every time someone berates WWX for “intervening” I want to scream. I mean, seeing this I can believe why the society as a whole thought genocide was a good idea.)

I love how they use their kids as props in their fight, I mean it’s not like they have feelings or anything. This woman is gaslight-y as hell too “you don’t love your kid because I gave birth to him”, you can’t tell me saying that in front of the son she’s supposed to love isn’t going to hurt him. And she knows it, I mean, besides the Wen attack I’ve never seen her hit the kids (although I very much doubt she hasn’t), so a good part of the abuse must be verbal. There’s no fucking way a person who regularly uses words that way won’t realise where she’s aiming those arrows. Which means to her (to both) the kids are collateral.

But FR, the barely-out-of-adolescence disaster bi necromancer PTSDing all over the place and living in a mass grave was a better parent than any of the current adults in this thing.

Which brings me to another point, Shijie is textbook “the oldest sibling is just another parent” and I’m making myself very angry.

[this is when I start frothing at the mouth and itching to write a modern-girl(and friends)-dropped-in-CQL because someone has to be a positive adult influence in these kids’ lives and it sure as shit ain’t the ones in the actual show.]

CAN WE STOP BRINGING PEOPLE’S DEAD PARENTS INTO THE FIGHT?

*deep breath*

I am going to feed JFM & Mme Yu each other’s spleens. Look, listen, look and listen, let’s first talk about how calmly they lay out the facts of their lives, one is only loved because he’s been brought up in the shadow of his dead parents, the other knows with certainty his father dislikes him and his mother uses him as leverage in marital disputes. When have these two not exploded their emotions all over the place? Fucking never. Yet here they are, talking about this bullshit like some bout of inconvenient weather. They’re used to it!

And now let’s talk about yet again siblings-are-just-extra-parents, with an added pile of WWX’s terrible self awareness that, to the man who brought him up, his worth is due to his dead parents. Again I’m extrapolating, but with the amount of times Mme Yu brings up his parents in such a negative light I refuse to believe JFM hasn’t made all the “you’re so much like your parents” comments to him every time WWX does something right. I mean, telling an orphan about their parents if they ask is a good thing, but WWX seems starved for stories about his them, which leads me to believe JFM refuses to talk about the topic except to make those little comments. What a fucking stellar way to give someone all the trauma if you ask me. May also explain a lot of WWX’s self worth issues if the biggest praise he’s ever heard is that he resembles dead people, yes, people who were loved, but they’re dead, and it doesn’t look like any adult has bothered to go and differentiate WWX from ZSSR&WCZ.

I’m just really mad, despite all the silly anecdotes I put in here my parents are fucking great at parenting, so I know what good parents should look like, and this ain’t it.

Ok, so I made myself angry and I don’t know if I should move onto the next episode now or wait till tomorrow but thanks for reading!

[sparkwhorunswithwolves]

Hey, so I just kind of fell into this fandom a few weeks ago and you seem like a really nice person :) Do you maybe have some fic recs?

Hi! Welcome to the fandom~

I have a lot of fic recs (ft. my own not that helpfull summeries), so in no particular order:

Running with Wolves

Stiles goes back in time and becomes a werewolf.

Odnowione życie 

Stiles goes back in time, twice.

The Tragedy of Achilles Hale 

petopher— Peter is looking for Chris’ and his bio son he thought had died shortly after he was born— while he accidentally starts parenting Jackson. His biological son. Not that either of them knows that.

A Beauty, a Beast, and a Stiles

Stiles gets bitten instead of Scott ft. stallison

A New Start

post canon pre!stira

Adult Supervision (Position Open, Searching for Responsible Adult)    

Kira and Stiles get eaten by a giant evil dimension traveling turtle and complain about the adults

Missing Scenes 

missing... well, scenes

Similarities 

IED!Liam bonds with ADHD!Stiles

Afar 

stallison bonding over Skype while Stiles stays with family recovering from the nogitsune

Curious pup 

Stiles’ curiosity is a perfectly good reason to go to Eichen and ask Peter an Valek about organ transplants

Shatter

Stiles and Scott bond over Deaton being an ass and Stiles not being able to be Scott’s emissary 

And the Walls Come Crumbling Down

stallison joining Peter’s pack while Scott is losing control and going after Allison

Conscience 

the parking garage scene, but Stiles’ dad was involved in covering up the fire

It's All In Your Head 

more ADHD!Stiles

Stained Glass Windows 

petopher— Peter and the kids survive the fire, and struggles to keep the kids alive and happy while finding the one who killed their family, with help of Chris

Give You the Sunset 

Peter leaves Beacon Hills, Stiles helps

The Argent-Stilinski Household 

Chris/Noah— Stiles and Allison find out their dads are secretly dating, kill everything that tries to kill them witout them finding out, Peter helps and becomes an alpha again. Also: a wedding, aliens, and Tony Stark trying to kill Stiles because he told Steve to hide his coffee

Nothing Ever Happens in Sioux Falls 

Stiles stays with Bobby Singer, and, Stiles being Stiles, gets involved in the local drama

foreverish and selfsubtracting 

Stiles, Lydia, and Danny lose their friends in Beacon Hills, get abducted by a carnivorous, space-bending library, and meet some Avengers. 

^^I’d add my own summery but that’s pretty much it

we've been here before 

Stiles accidentally resurrects a bunch of people. Whoops?

the sound of iron on stone 

Stiles goes back in time, but get cursed and can’t go anywhere near the supernatural

Right, wrong and everything in between 

Peter bonds with bb!Stiles over gummybears and selfworth

Inevitable 

Stiles and Scott get trapped in a time loop, kill people, get killed, call each other a monster, and Stiles gets the pack he deserves.

i looked at you and saw forever

stallison s1 rewrite ft. soulmates

Triumvirate Outtakes 

sequel to I looked at you, warning for very big spoiler if you havent read it first

Mirror-and-Steve Boy 

Stiles is Steve’s and Bucky’s grandson. Because science.

I am no sidekick 

Stiles Stilinski & Peter Parker oh my god they were roommates

dust off these cobwebs 

unrelated, but same concept as the one above

Hard to Believe it's Not Dead and Gone 

tw/soa zombie crossover

There Are Many Names In History (but none of them are ours)

petopher²— Peter and Chris are stuck with their teenaged selves for the foreseeable future, ft past relationship, current feelings, and me still crying about that one scene 3 years later

you're never too much of an old dog to teach a duckling a new trick 

Chris offers to train Stiles. Stiles isn’t Allison

Bet You Didn't See That Coming 

The pack takes Stiles’ memories, thinking it’d keep him safe. Except he’s a Winchester who doesn’t need protecting

Mothers And Fathers 

Stiles is Bruce Banner’s son. It goes about as well as you’d expect

Normal Adolescent Lycanthrope Behavior 

all the teens are in a polyam relationship, ft alive Hales, asshole Wittemores, and trees used as baseballbats

Tell Me No Lies 

Peter gets hit by a truth spell, Stiles is the only one who isn’t an ass about it

Those Who See 

Stiles threatens Peter who’s trapped in a mountain ash circle

Not a Spark, But a Burn 

Stiles goes back in time to before the Hale fire (haven’t read this one in ages so I can’t be more specific)

another pretty vein (just dies) 

Stiles is psychic

Allies

missing scenes between Derek and Chris

You're Gonna Need Someone On Your Side 

Chris wants to train Stiles because of hunter politics, Stiles thinks mutual kidnappig is the perfect way to bond with his new mentor, and Derek is just genrally bad at feelings.

Long Lost 

Stiles is Harvey Specters long lost half brother. It goes a lot worse than expected

Falling into place

teen wolf/suits crossover, but this time they’re all werewolves

The Hotel Key 

petopher— Chris gets kidnapped; the hotel key in his wallet has nothing to do with it

The Inconveniences of Being Dead 

petopher— Chris helps Peter with the, well, inconveniences of being dead. Or as I like to call it: the accidental sugar daddy au ft. cats

[a-really-cool-blog-name]

ADOLESCENT EVIL TURTLES

I finally figured out some more things about my version of the turtles so I have decided to make an updated post about them. (They won't leave my brain) I don't have any stories written about them (yet) but I do have several videos on my YouTube channel. All details are due to change.

My original intention were for them to be super evil but honestly I've had so much crap happen to them that it's kind of justified at this point but they still don't see themselves as good people (and they have done some questionable actions) so the title still works.

Warning! This is probably going to be rambly and probably cringy because I'm just getting my thoughts out, but I'm having fun and that's all that matters.

So without further ado,

Basic backstory outline:

All of the turtles weren't initially turtles, they actually used to be humans. However, their mom (Tang Shen) died shortly after Leo and Raph were born. Eventually (series of unfortunate events theme song starts playing) their dad (Hamato Yoshi) dies years later and unfortunately for them they don't have any more living relatives so they are going to be sent to the orphana-

Wait, where'd they go?

Oh no, I don't tell me... Guess what dumb butts tried to evade the law to try and stick together? These dumb butts. And now they are trying to live off the streets and not get caught. Uh oh, as it turns out living off the streets is really hard but they persevere anyway! After -somehow- evading the law for nearly a year, they decide to just steal some bread from this truck- Oh crap the doors shut behind them... I'm sure this ends well. After nearly an hour waiting the door opened and they were in a garage Bebop and Rocksteady immediately notice the "little thieves" as they call them and take them to their master. The shredder doesn't take well to them and immediately tries to kill them with a substance from an alien species that just watches humanity like bugs that live under a rock (the Krang) or more accurately he forces Baxter stockman to try to kill them with an unknown substance given by an alien species. He also slashes Raph's face just for fun I guess. Luckily for them, they aren't dead (YIPPEEE) however they are still

Extremely confused

In a lot of pain

About to be knocked unconscious due to said pain

And wake up later not knowing what's going on and not understanding why they're surrounded by monsters realize they are also a monster and then start crying, punching walls, trying to get off the weird armor on their backs that hurt, or D all of the above.

(Gosh, someone give them a warm blankie and a cup of hot chocolate and several painkillers. I would say "don't do this to me" but I'm doing it to myself) (at least the mutation healed Raph's injury so he doesn't bleed out?) (I would say I'm not being very nice to Raphael but I'm not being very nice to any of them right now unfortunately)

So yeah, they're dealing with all of that years before the main story even starts. ANYWAY-

Side tangent, "Sub-mutations":

"Wait a minute, what's a sub-mutation? Isn't that a thing that happens when you get-"

Shut up! None of this is realistic anyway. Sub-Mutations our thing I made to inject as much hurt-comfort I can forcefully into these poor unfortunate souls while making their designs more unique.

Essentially what a sub-mutation is essentially "Aftershocks" of the very early prototype of mutagen the turtles were hit with, you see, the mutagen itself being the first version that didn't just straight up kill the person it hit wasn't...super stable? But luckily the ooze isn't completely stupid and understands this fact (somehow despite it not being an actual living creature, though imagine if it was that would suck. Oooooh someone should make AU about that with one of the normal versions of the turtles like imagine a venom situation? Dang it, not the side tangent in the side tangent. Anyways back on track.) and stabilizes itself over time...Phenotype-ly.

So, basically these poor little guys got to deal with random permanent changes that happened to their bodies forcefully and painfully every year or so (it happened more often during puberty) Luckily Donnie is a super genius and has figured out how to create a preventative medicine that itself stabilizes the mutagen without the need for the painful situation. Important notes! This is preventative meaning it cannot undo changes that have already happened and it doesn't completely stop them, it just makes them significantly less frequent. It also needs to be re-administrated every month or so, cutting it off cold turkey could lead to... Consequences. (Sorry Raph)

Now on to the turtles themselves! 🧡💜❤️💙

This design depicts him at the start of an idea for a crossover I have in my head with him being 23. I admittedly should have drawn him as he would appear at the start of the story but I didn't feel like it soooooo just imagine him with less scars with less spots because he would be 18.

Personality: Mikey's just a silly little guy (or at least desperately tries to be). While he comes across as a jokester who pranks far too often (which he is don't get me wrong) he's still the oldest brother and worries a lot.

He's the type who holds a bunch of responsibility but tries to look like he's not holding on to a bunch of responsibility. He gets this out by pranking, mostly April.

He's the type of older brother tell his brothers that if they don't eat their vegetables a monster is going to come eat them and tell them that the paper strips in a Hershey's kiss are edible just because it's funny. Despite this he cares deeply for his brothers and wants the best for them. The people he cares about are the people that matter to him. He is willing to do anything to keep them safe. MEANS TO AN END MEANS TO AN END

If he stops telling quips on the battlefield say your prayers because you ain't going home tonight (best case scenario you're ending up in the hospital).

Random details:

5 foot nothing

Kandi kid (he made all of his brothers friendship bracelets) (trades kandi with Angel)

Absolutely no fashion sense (as you can tell)

The spots on his hands are meant to resemble drawing gloves. (Honestly all of them except for Donnie are the artistic type. You see he's the autis-)

His eyes are going to get a slightly more orange tint as he gets older

His spots are incredibly dry (I am projecting) and are the right texture to be able to light a match. (I just thought that be a funny gag)

He is the one to actually kill the shredder.

The Uno champion

He's the one who comes up with the idea of wearing masks to distinguish them better. (This was before the whole sub-mutation thing where they're all just kind of red-eared slider like)

He's a Mikey of course he has ADHD

He feels a lot of guilt over feeling as if he got off easy with the sub-mutations.

He's going to chill out with the constant pranking of April when he's in his later 20s.

The parentification is not treating him well, thanks for asking.

The only one to remember their mom a little bit, he misses both of his parents deeply. (Someone yeet this boy in therapy please)

Taught his brothers how to draw.

Gets into a new hobby every week and sees if it sticks, this week it's pottery for the sixth time.

Mikey feels like a great day is a day where his loved ones are happy because of his loved ones are happy, he's happy.

Misses hair the most

Voted second most likely to steal April's motorcycle. Not because he wants a motorcycle, but just to annoy April.

Woooooo~ cool transition line

Depicted at at the start of the crossover age 21. He is 16 at the start of the story. Once again didn't draw him at the start of the story just imagine him shorter with less scars. (And more mentally okay)

Personality: toss 2012 Donnie and rise Donnie into a blender shake them all around add a gallon more of mad scientist and moral ambiguity then put them into a turtle shaped crayon mold (you know the ones from the sets where you melt down different colors of crayons and you mold them into like Spider-Man or something) and you basically have AET Donnie.

He's very matter of fact when he's talking yet somehow incredibly sarcastic; it's really like a coin toss as to which you'll get.

MAD scientist like he's kind of off his rocking chair and into the lost and found bin filled with marbles. He experiments frequently on the ooze (or mutagen as he kind of pretentiously calls it) typically on people he deems to be "criminal enough". (Typically people who have harmed I don't know someone like a child or a pet) This is all an attempt to try to understand it better to help his brothers and himself. However if he's in a situation where it is most convenient for him, say goodbye to hear humanity sucker!

He cares deeply for his brothers even if he has trouble expressing it sometimes. (His specific method of expressing it is by making them stuff)

Random details:

INCREDIBLY TALL like I'm talking 6'10 when all of his brothers are around 5 ft tall

He struggles with back pain because of this (not like he admit that)

Despises Casey's guts like for no reason whatsoever. (Casey messed around with something in his lab really early on into knowing him and Donny decided that he "needed a mortal enemy anyway" Donny desperately wants to mutate Casey just to see what will happen but he can't because April and Raph care about him.

When the crossover that's in my brain happens Donnie is going to mutate 2012 Casey because his April and Raph don't care about him and he's quote on quote "the most annoying" according to Donnie.

When Don's like I don't know 26 he's going to walk up to Casey and be like "Congratulations! We are now only Petty rivals since I have grown to tolerate you." Casey was completely unaware that Donnie hated him that entire time he thought they were friends with a petty rivalry which when he finally realized that Donnie actually hated him (when Donnie directly told him to his face) it had already turned to that lol.

He is wearing a friendship bracelet Mikey made for all of them, I just didn't feel like drawing his hands so I put them behind us back.

His eyes are going to get slightly redder as the ages.

He's a Donnie of course he has autism.

Has the longest tail only beating out Raph's slightly.

Refuses to wear anything except for hoodies, sweaters, and lab coats.

Him and April are science buddies.

Cut the mask tails off due to them brushing against his shoulder and absolutely hating it.

Donnie thinks that the best feeling is finally finishing a product that will greatly improve someone's day to day life and finally getting to bring it to them.

Honestly glad he doesn't have hair anymore.

Would be voted third most likely to steel April's motorcycle but April would just lend the motorcycle to him so nothing would be gained from that.

I don't know how to transition lines very well 🧡💜❤️💙

Depicted at the age of the start of the crossover in my head being 18. At the start of he is 13. Once again, didn't draw his younger version just imagine him with less scars and less spikes.

Personality: You ever listen to the song Stick it to the Man from the School of Rock? Yeah, that's Raph most of the time. Adrenaline junkie with anger issues. (he's working on them though) Raph is the type of guy to leap first and then never think later, he's a doer and a dreamer not a thinker.

Random details:

5'2

Him and Leo are twins however Raph is older by approximately 30 minutes raph says it was both "the best and worst half an hour of his life"

The worst R.B.F you've ever seen, he's feeling absolutely fine in the image above.

He is the only one of his brothers to have a good fashion sense, however he chooses to ignore it most of the time because his clothes just rip anyway.

He's a total powerhouse when it comes to making clothes however: drawing the design, sewing, crocheting, or knitting it together? Raph's got you covered.

He critiques his brothers fashion choices randomly and has gotten through to Donnie at least because Donnie only wears three sets of clothes. He has not been successful with Leo or Mikey, especially Mikey.

Him and Leo's shared sudden heterochromia kind of freaks him out but he does like how intimidating they glow when emerging from the shadows, he kind of hates that they glow anywhere else.

Best friends with Casey, obviously.

He and Casey are the Branded Duo ™ for real (no I will not elaborate on that until I make a thing like this for Casey)

Has been taken by the EPF before (SCREW YOU JOHN BISHOP), and branded by them (that's what the tattoo on his arm is. It says T-9-84 as a reference to the year TMNT initially came out)

The EPF are also the reason he has a lot more submutations then his brothers due to the frequent experiments he had done on him during his time there. (You know the thing I mentioned earlier about the consequences of cutting the medicine off cold turkey? Yeah, that's also half of it.)

The chip taking off of his shell was taken for samples.

Out of all of the brothers he has the lowest opinion of humanity because of this. He doesn't think all of them are bad it's just that if he didn't know his human friends (mostly Casey) beforehand he probably would not have become friends with them as easily. (His brothers are still trying to work with him about that)

Raph doesn't like thinking about that time.

Raph has made or has at least resized him and all of his brother's clothes.

He most enjoys being in the presence of his brothers, AKA they both just sit in the same room doing separate activities. He absolutely adores this time.

Raph is never going to say directly how much he cares for a person but he will however spend multiple nights awake finishing a gift for them.

Doesn't really think about the fact that he doesn't have hair but used to, except for when he sees images of a mohawk where he instantly gets jealous.

Voted most likely to steal April's motorcycle.

You get the point 👦👦👦👦💥💥💥💥 🐢🐢🐢🐢

Look you get the picture at this point, him and Raph are twins so, 18 here and 13 at the start of the story. Just imagine his younger version to be less fish.

Personality:

Quick Leonardo recipe:

Prep time: 9 months. Cooking time: 18 years as pictured above, 13 years for the start of the story.

You grab yourself a BIG pot (I'd recommend a cauldron) grab 2 gallons of water and pour it into the pot (make sure to keep some in a swimming pool for later) then you wait for boil then mix two quarts of rise Leo, two quarts of 2012 Leo, two cups of all other Leos mixed together, a quart of painful denial about your true morality, and a cup of empathy into the mixture and cover with a lid and bring to a simmer let's sit for 15 minutes exactly before dumping half the concoction on ice in a round shape and using that as a bowl for the rest of your mixture. Season with turtle instincts, naivety and a strong longing for the sea to taste!

No but for real this time

Personality: Leo's kind of like if you forcefully mashed 2012 Leo and rise Leo together and combined them like Play-Doh. He talks big when comfortable and tries to act serious and intimidating when in tough situations. (kind of hard to do that while you're wearing sci-fi merch) Kind of naive in that he still thinks that they're "heroes" as scene at the beginning of the story (he's having multiple crises) also kind of a hypocrite but mostly unintentional. He's kind of the type to listen to "where is the justice" and not realize it's from the perspective of the villain. He still cares deeply and is typically a rather kind individual having the highest opinion of humanity.

Random details:

5'2 AND half

He holds that half an inch over Raph's head (LITERALLY LMAOOOO)

Strongest turtle instincts by far, also has the strongest mental changes from the sub-mutations.

Said mental changes is mostly an intense longing for water. (absolutely loves swimming)

Leo got gills from the sub-mutations (yay breathing underwater) don't worry, he still has lungs. He just can't breathe properly when panicking, which is most of the time. (uh oh) (He may be the youngest but he's not escaping the anxiety) Donnie made a little something something for when that happens, Leo just has to press the button on the back of his neck and bada bing bada boom proper breathing restored!

He cannot for the life of him tell if he likes or hates the extremely bright colored eyes even after all this time. He also can't tell if he thinks the eyes glowing are cool or concerning. He's not a fan of how intimidating (intimidating as in "glowing eyes from darkness" all intimidation factor stops once he comes out of the darkness) they can come across if he's not careful. (He kind of hates that he relishes in people's fear sometimes.)

Leather works, he made both Don's shoes and Raph's jacket. (He's currently trying to make a jacket that won't rip as much for Raph)

Tried asking Mikey if he wants anything made for him but Mikey just says he's fine because he doesn't want to burden Leo.

He likes tending the garden with Donnie.

He's probably fished with nothing but his claws and his teeth; not even bothering to cook the fish when eating it, he denies this but it's unclear as to whether he's embarrassed about this or if he literally doesn't remember doing this multiple times.

There's a lot of things he doesn't remember doing, but he's not going to let anyone know about that or how much it scares him.

When winter hits he'll just sleep for like 4 days straight wake up be completely fine for a couple days and then conk out again.

The biggest sci-fi nerd, if he's not wearing merch it's because Raph forced him to. (AKA told him the truth that he looks very tacky)

Mikey's partner in crime when it comes to pranking.

PUNS PUNS PUNS

Honestly, as much as he dislikes a lot of the sub-mutations his ability to make fish jokes almost makes up for it to him.

Leo's dream Day would be coming back after afternoon of swimming to a nice hot bath then cuddling up in some warm blankets with a nice cup of mint tea and rewatching a Sci-Fi show (I'm probably something from the Star Trek series) for the 17th time while he can vaguely hear the chatter of his brothers through the wall.

Still kind of misses his dad even though he can't remember him very well -Mike's stories are great and all- he just wishes he got to know the guy better.

Makes jokes about him and Raph's shell injuries matching, Leo doesn't realize this but this comforts Raph a lot.

Has been defenestrated once.

Doesn't care either which way about hair. He had hair? Chill. He has no hair? Still chill.

Voted least likely to steal April motorcycle

Why do I feel like I made so many more notes for Leo when it's not that much more, I don't think?

That's the basic ideas, I'm probably missing something that's going to keep me awake at night but that's as good as I got.

I'm going to make April and Casey's thing like this later I can't promise it'll be before next year but I will certainly try to remember to make them (I'm very excited to talk about them.)

Anywho, now you have context for some memes and videos I've made. (Check those out now that you have context btw) I'm fully willing to answer any questions if anyone has any.

Now time for the bonus for making it this far,

Shiny Mikey.

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TMNT (2007):

“ When the world is threatened by an ancient evil, the four adolescent turtles must reunite and overcome their faults in order to stand against it (IMDb Description).”

Time to talk about a movie, related to a game that I’ve reviewed before. For those of you who don’t know, I have reviewed a TMNT game before, aka the PSP one. However, I didn’t liked how that game told the story, so I had to give the film a chance, and I’m glad that I did. The story may not be anything special, but I still had fun with it. This is an entertaining little movie. It has cool animation, awesome characters, beautiful visuals, an interesting villain and more. Overall, it’s a film full of comedy, drama and a lot of action. If you’re a fan of the TMNT, then check this out.   

[p1vscom]

Ninja Turtles, 5 things you may not know about the 90s animated series

They returned to the cinema in 2014 and then two years later with new live-action films produced by Michael Bay: but if the Ninja Turtles are a saga still very popular among audiences of all ages, the credit is definitely due to the animated series that, debuting 30 years ago in this very period, definitively sanctioned their success. Created in 1984 by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird in the comics at Mirage Studios, the Turtles were adapted into a cartoon whose first five episodes were broadcast in the United States in December 1987.

The goal was, as was often the case at the time, to market a line of toys. But their comics were too niche to be commercially appealing, so they tried their hand at animation, introducing many comic characters and passions that kids could identify with, like pizza or skateboarding. The goal was soon achieved, with spin-offs, merchandising, vhs and commercial deals that flocked right from the start. Here are some of the features that contribute to making it a memorable animated series.

1. It changed a lot of details compared to comics

In their first comic book incarnation, the Turtles were born as parodies of the most popular titles of the time, such as Daredevil, New Mutants and Ronin: hence the gloomy settings, the high sense of drama and the rather edgy characters. Aiming at a commercial target, the animated series had to radically change its approach, introducing many innovations that eventually entered the official canon of the saga. Each protagonist, for example, is characterized by the mask of a particular color and a particular weapon, while in the comic book they generically had a red bandage: Leonardo has the blue mask and the katanas; Donatello viola and the stick; Raffaello rossa and the daggers sai; Michelangelo - also characterized as the most joker of the four - orange and the nunchaku.

Some details of the original story were also modified: Yoshi is the head of the Foot Clan but is overthrown by the evil Shredder and exiled to New York; if in the comics and other versions it is his domestic mouse who becomes the master Splinter, in this cartoon it is Yoshi himself who changes. Moreover, this is the only incarnation in which the mutation makes the Turtles become adolescents, while in other stories their dogi grows and trains them from an early age. In this series the dispersion of the mutant agent is the work of the Shredder himself, in an attempt to eliminate Splinter for good.

2. It had a huge success

To measure the unprecedented success of the animated series of Ninja Turtles, just think that it aired for ten seasons, until 1996: a completely unprecedented duration for American morning cartoons, which usually amounted to two or three seasons. But the series managed to make the characters so popular that they landed at the cinema in 1990 with the live-action version Tartarughe Ninja to the rescue (and then with the next two sequels).

The cartoon contributed to the excellent result of the film (still the most successful independent film in the world), but it was also somehow enlivened: some of the seasons of the early nineties, in fact, began to contain live scenes, taken from the film. Different discourse, instead, for the final seasons: from the eighth cycle of episodes, in fact, began the so-called Red Sky era, because of the red color given to the sky to add drama; some darker elements of the original comics were recovered and comedy was greatly reduced, in an attempt to conquer an evolved audience. But the series had now run its own course.

3. It was quite censored

Since its debut in the UK, in fact, the title of the series passed from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles to Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles, eliminating even in the dialogues all references to ninjas, considered too violent a model for young viewers. Many fight scenes were reduced and in particular all the moments in which Michelangelo uses his nunchaku were removed, replaced with other clips (actually episodes later in the seasons) in which the same turtle uses a grappling hook.

The sweetened version of the Turtles was thus shown in many other European countries, especially those that showed the British dubbing simply by adding subtitles (such as Belgium, Sweden, Norway, Denmark and Finland).

4. It had rivals

The unparalleled success of the animated series of Ninja Turtles contributed a lot to change the panorama of children's programming in the nineties, especially by imposing two distinctive elements taken from many later productions that tried to reproduce its success: the use of anthropomorphic animals and the reference to adult scenarios. In Biker Mice from Mars, for example, the protagonists are humanized mice from Mars, who are mechanics, ride motorcycles and fight the evil Plutarchians. In Street Sharks and their spin-off Extreme Dinosaurs, the anthropomorphic characters are sharks and dinosaurs respectively.

But if these were imitations, there was also an attempt to create a series that could rival its success. We're talking about the Battletoads, or toads aliens and also humanized as warriors, who are the protagonists of a series of video games born precisely to respond to the success of the Turtles (they are also mentioned in the recent trailer for Ready Player One). They also arrived on television, with a half-hour animated special in 1992, but they didn't have such a response that they became a real series.

5. Waiting for a Comeback

After the animated series of the 1990s and the three films, between 1997 and 1998 the Turtles were also the protagonists of the live-action series Ninja Turtle: The Next Mutation, in which, among other things, the first female protagonist, Venus, was introduced. It took about ten years before the Turtles were back in vogue, after Nickelodeon acquired the rights from Mirage: since 2003 two different animated series were produced, the last of which, made in 3d, ended in November 2017.

It has already been announced, however, that a new animated series, entitled Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, is in production, which should return to 2d animation and rediscover some of the spirit of the original series, abandoned in recent decades for a more modern and adolescent approach. Although it will be difficult to reverse the mutation that has occurred in recent years.

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Also, hope I don't come off wrong, I know in the mutant evil villain league, they say that the turtles are only 13, but with the way they act and talk, I would guess their ages to be more along the lines of late teens ~ maaaaybe early twenties? I have to wonder if I have that much of a disconnect to being a teen, or if writers of the show just have no idea how to write younger ages?

You are correct that the turtles were mutated 13 years ago as stated in Evil League of Mutants; however, the “official” ages are as listed below:Raphael 15, Donatello 14, Leonardo 14, Michelangelo 13

But I actually believe this incarnation of the turtles are the most teenage acting as they aren’t facing life or death situations and due to their casual upbringing.

Currently, there are no stakes forcing them to improve. Therefore—they are very flawed and have room for improvement

They are selfish (taking advantage of their sick father)

Lazy (don’t clean up after themselves; whine about training or disciplinary actions)

Arrogant (very hyper inflated egos that put themselves in compromising incidents)

Disrespectful (back talk to their father constantly; undermine authority)

Sarcastic (no explanation needed)

Irresponsible (rarely feel guilty about their mistakes; seldomly take responsibility for their actions; rather enjoy their interests than take care of responsibilities)

Immature (hence the aforementioned characteristics)

And overall, they’re absolute little shits and bratty

Raphael is impulsive. Act first, think later.

Donatello lacks self-control…with everything.

Leonardo is insecure, so he overcompensates and deflects his true emotions with humor.

Michelangelo is blissfully unaware of social cues and situations—likely due to lack of focus and as the youngest, being coddled by his brothers.

And while it may seem like I’m harping on the Rise boys (which I guess I kinda am), my point is that these are behaviors of teenagers—adolescents who are still growing and learning.

Kids are dicks, but they are flawed characters who are growing through experiences and interactions with others.

Of course, these are my overall thoughts, and your also make a valid point.

Thanks for your ask!

Rise Bois = Best Bois! Don’t @ me ヾ(๑╹◡╹)ﾉ"

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In canon, even Hermione seems to do dark thing I always thought wizard's moral standard are really low. I mean Fred and George Weasley put Montague into the vanishing cabinet, he could have died. I'm not even talking about the Marauder but Snape was almost killed by a werewolf and Sirius was never fired for his "bad joke". Ginny almost hits with her broom Zacharia Smith during a quidditch match because she didn't like his comments.

Yes, but to be fair, teenagers often do really stupid, cruel things to each other without really understanding the severity of their actions. Human brains aren’t fully formed until like our mid-twenties. The concept of “forever” isn’t really there yet for some young people. We see it in reality too where kids and teenagers and young adults do insanely stupid and dangerous things that end up hurting or killing people without fully understanding the ramifications until much later. Sadly, there are people in prison who didn’t fully understand what they did as adolescents until they were older and have to live with that horrible regret for the rest of their lives.

When I was sixteen, I raced the boy I was in love with down a narrow country road going 100 miles per hour in my little car. He passed me going 105. We could’ve easily killed each other and I think back on that now as being one of the stupidest decisions I ever made. (And considering my older sister died in a car accident when she was 16 because she made a careless mistake we’ve all made driving, I really should’ve known better.) In the moment I was doing that, I wasn’t thinking about the consequences. I was thinking “oh this is fun!” Only later that night when it hit me how stupid I’d been did I freak out and realize I seriously could’ve died.

I read an article recently about two teenage boys who killed a lady on accident because they were being dumb and not thinking their actions through clearly. They just thought “this will be funny!” and then before they knew it, she was dead and it took them some time to fully understand what a horrible thing they’d done. Not because they were evil, bad kids. They were just goofing around and didn’t consider the consequences. It’s sad. So many ruined lives.

Being young is no excuse for doing terrible things, of course, but I wouldn’t necessarily write off an entire society of people as being immoral just because hotheaded teenagers did stupid things that could’ve gone very, very badly. For every foolish, dangerous shenanigan you read about one character doing, there are at least a hundred students just quietly going through the castle trying to learn how to transfigure a turtle into a toaster or something. And for the most part, the adult witches and wizards were just trying to live their lives quietly as well.