#bishop*

[ghostriderslade]

Classic!

[i-give-chess-pieces-to-people]

How do you decide which posts to give chess pieces to? (Also I would like a bishop please)

I.. don't really? I just grab one randomly.. haven't I answered this question before?

here's your bishop though!

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[celticcatgirl2]

No Freaking way….

[starzshark]

well if it isn’t the consequences of your own actions 💀

[the-one-and-only-dontron]

He sluggishly opens his eyes, blankly staring as Bishop secures something to his arm. An IV, something far distant in his head whispers helpfully. Dark crimson begins flowing through the little tube into his arm. It feels funny. He chirps.

His head feels funny. S-046. Bishop keeps saying that, doesn't he? What was that again? He takes a deep, aching breath, watching the flow of red through the tube. He blinks, wet tears sticking to his eyelids. He doesn't think he's stopped crying. The world is starting to become a little less viscous, a little less distorted and slow.

S-046. That was... That was Hiero, right? His head hurts. It's a dull sort of hurt.

He looks up at Bishop, his body lagging just a second behind the movement, floating to catch up in a disorienting way. Bishop is smiling. He was better. He did better. He did good.

He smiles wearily back, chirping happily at the praise. He's still very tired. His body throbs in time with his heartbeat.

Better than what? Better than S-046. Better than Hiero. The vague smile drops into a confused frown. Ugh, his head hurts. Why can't he think?

He looks up as Bishop approaches again, a numb dread, a distantly panicked apprehension rising from his gut. His breath catches and skips as the man's hand lands once again on his shoulder. He cringes. His movements send a shooting pain through his skull and his spine. He tries not to whimper.

Rest sounds good.

Leo getting cut open... doesn't sound so good.

He frowns, whining. His head feels funny. He feels floaty. His entire upper body has an odd, dull ache. He takes a painful breath.

Confusion spirals in his head again, the joy of being praised crashing into the logical thoughts of why this entire situation was bad, no matter how much the parental aged adult praised him. The parental aged adult cut him open and took pieces of him out. And he was planning to have the same done to Leo.

The man's laughter hurts his head. Everything hurts. His head hurts. He's so tired. He's scared. His brain is waking up with the replenished blood in his veins, and his brain is scared. He whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut. He still feels floaty and absent. He's not sure how much of that is blood loss still, and how much of it is him being slightly drugged. But hey, he can identify both have happened to him again, so that's probably a good sign. Silver lining and all that.

The floor in front of him is red. The chair in front of him is red. Was that the chair he was in? When did he move chairs? How out of it was he?

He clicks nervously. It hurts his throat.

He's strapped to this chair, too. Not that he exactly has the strength to move, anyway. He's so tired. He's shaking again. He's cold.

With no other options, he waits. He looks around the room. He tests his Ninpo. No luck. He's exhausted, and disfocused. The most insignificant of sparks fizzles and dies long before manifesting into anything. The feeble attempt makes his head swim again, a dizziness overtaking him for a moment. He doesn't bother trying again. Not for now, at least.

Sullenly, he waits.

[Donnie glares at Bishop, his tail flicking back and forth. He clicks. His eyes trace every movement the man makes. He's given up on trying to break free from his restraints, at least for now. He's also realized Bishop isn't going to tell him where Leo is.]

"What do you want from me?"

His voice quivers ever so slightly, betraying his nerves. His shell still stings, and there's dried blood run sticky down his back. The air is chilly in here. He feels very exposed without his battle shell, however unusable it is now anyway.

( @the-one-and-only-dontron )

*Bishop stared at donnie*

"You disappointed me, Donatello, you could have given cobalt up, and you and that disgusting disappointment of a leo would have been free"

"But I always get what I want, now I have you both, and cobalt."

"So now I will see what makes you tick."

*Bishop placed a hand on donnies shoulder*

"A softshell, am I right?"

"I wonder if you have the same organs as S-046."

[voltaical-art]

wyllmancer week day 4: horn care

had this one rolling around in my brain for a while. takes place post devil transformation

[somerandomdudelmao]

Part 7!

Don't worry, he wasn't lethal haha

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The absolute craziest storyboard oh my god

[gotham-at-nightfall]

The X-Men

By PhilVzQ

[thenotoriousscuttlecliff]

Disneyfied X-Men by Mark Brooks

[cokoweee]

Hmmm…… yeah I got nuthin to say here

My editor is upset with me so I must run away now 💃💃💃

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[theygotlost]

alison bechdel's lesbians and gerard donelan's gay men

[wwprice1]

OK, that’s outstanding! Well done, X-Men ‘97!

[tedfrombeer]

i bet these bitches were just playing basketball when magneto tells them that his dead ex-husband left him everything in his will

[solidsmax]

X-MEN 97' 1.01 | To Me, My X-Men

[naricats]

Leshy loves tractors. He would go to the Tractor of the Year Awards like it was a Hatsune Miku concert (he also loves Miku btw)

[haemonart]

I drew @nekfofes Bishop Narinder!! I love his design so much aaaa!! I kept thinking about your drawings of him!!