#but just the begining of it

[thewitchwannabe]

Dragons arrive

Running through the rooftops at full speed felt good, Raph was following his sister closely and they jumped to the next building. It was only the two of them that night, part of the compromise they had reached after the night Raph snuck out. From then on they would go out as a group, if not all of them, then at least in pairs. Leo had asked Raph to go with her for patrolling, specifically to help Raph learn his way around the city so he wouldn’t get lost again. And as much as Raph would like to deny it, even he had to admit he needed to be able to move around on his own. 

Every few buildings Leona would instruct Raph to look at his surroundings, and try and memorize how everything looked. “Many buildings look similar so you have to pay attention to the little details, things like the street names, the businesses, the graffiti on the walls”, she said. Raph turned around slowly, taking in everything, his gaze focused on a building, something about it seemed familiar. He stared at it for a second. “I know that building! Casey and I passed near it when he helped get home”, he said excitedly, “That mean’s Casey’s diner is nearby!”. Leo let out a chuckle and nodded at her brother, “yes, that’s where we’re going”, she explained, “I figured we’ll be seeing more of him, so best if you know your way there”.

The two of them continued on their way, Leona pointing out landmarks that Raph could use to memorize his way. As they got closer to the diner, they started hearing sounds of fighting. Leona looked back at Raph and gave the signal for him to stay close and alert. They continued to move towards the sound, leading them to the edge of a roof that was next to an empty lot. The lot seemed to be used as an impromptu parking lot. The ruckus happening around a black van with a sprayed-on dragon on the side, “Purple dragons”, Leona whispered as she got closer to the edge to get a better look. 

The van’s back door was opened and it seemed like the gang was trying to get some boxes into the van. But it seemed they were having a hard time doing so, since there was a guy fighting them off with a bat and a hockey stick. The guy was wearing some sort of mask, but Leo couldn’t really tell the details on it. Raph’s eyes squinted at the guy, he recognized the wavy black hair and deep blue hoodie. “Leo, I think that’s Casey”

Almost like clockwork Casey's voice was heard, “MANOS LES VAN A FALTAR PA’ PELARME LA RIATA!”. Neither Leona or Raph knew what that meant, but they were sure they probably didn’t want to know. They watched as Casey was ambushed by the gang, it was one against eight, certainly not a fair fight, but somehow he seemed to be handling decently. Leona couldn’t help but analyze his fighting, he was raw, he definitely had no formal training like they had, but so very captivating nonetheless. 

She was brought out her thoughts, when she noticed Casey was grabbed by a muscular guy, holding his arms behind his back. A second guy, probably the leader of the little squad, got closer to him, flipping his mask up, his face contorted into a scowl. “Well if it isn’t mr. vigilante, not so tough now, are ya?”, the leader guy said, getting face to face with Casey. Without a word, Casey moved his head backwards before bringing it back down at full speed, headbutting the guy. This action caused the muscular guy to tighten his grip on Casey, making him grunt in pain. Raph immediately got up “We have to help him!”, he barely waited for Leo to nod before jumping down. 

The smaller turtle jumped down at full force towards the guy holding Casey. With a swift kick he knocked him back enough to free Casey. Casey turned around surprised to see Raph, “Bud?”. Raph gave a quick glance at Casey “we’re here to help!”, he said before turning his attention back to the guy. ‘We?’ Casey thought, almost immediately a new figure appeared in front of him, landing right onto the leader guy, knocking him into the ground. Leona looked intently at the guy she just took out, before raising her head to meet Casey’s eyes. Like the day they met, Casey found himself being stared by the blue banded turtle. She was backlit by the van’s headlights, making her ruby eyes look like they were glowing. Without a word, she pulled out a shuriken and threw it at the guy behind Casey, pinning him by the jacket to the wall. Her lips turned into a subtle smile, “Mind if we drop in?”. Casey, still perplexed by all the things that happened in quick succession, took a second to register Leo’s question. His face quickly became smug as he reached for his mask “be my guest”, he said before flipping his mask back down.

It was now three against eight, seven if you didn’t count the guy Leona took out. The purple dragons moved closer surrounding them, all of them armed, five of them with bats and two of them crowbars. “Raph”, Leo said, getting his brother’s attention “use your size to your advantage, tire them out, and don't stop moving”. Raph nodded at his sister’s instructions as he prepared his sais, Leo followed suit pulling her swords from their scabbards, Casey gave his own weapons a twirl. 

In a matter of seconds the gang began their attack on the three of them. Raph was a little ball of energy, running around the whole parking lot. Every so often he would quickly change direction making the two guys following, who he had mentally denominated as “Mohawk guy" and “Scar guy” trip and fall, leaving him an opening to give them a good kick to the head before taking off again. “Come here you little freak” said Mohawk guy, his hand reaching to grab him by his mask’s tails. Raph quickly dropped to the ground, leaving Mohawk guy with his arm extended. Raph turned around and used the extended arm to flip the guy and drop him hard on the ground. Scar guy stood there shocked for a second, before turning his eyes back to Raph, making the turtle take it as his queue to start moving again.

Casey was less refined in his fighting, there was a lot of grabbing and pushing the guys around. Dodging the swings of the bats only to swing his own weapons at them. With an upwards swing of his hockey stick he knocked the first guy's bat off his hands. He twirled the hockey stick to use the point to give a quick jab at the guy's abdomen, causing him to curl up in pain. Casey raised his foot and gave him a good kick in the chest sending him crashing into the trash can behind him. He yelped in pain as the second guy hit him in the shoulder with his crowbar “SHIT!”, he yelled. His head quickly turned to look at the guy, his hands gripped his weapons tight. He quickly went to tackle the crowbar guy, once on the ground the two wrestle for a bit before Casey grabbed him by the jacket and raised him enough to headbut him. He quickly stood up, and dragged him by the leg to the nearest wall. Using the guy’s own jacket he tied his hands behind his back. 

Leona was quick and elegant, every movement had its purpose, every clash of her swords was calculated and deliberate. She was fighting people with less skill and training than her, so she had to be careful where she struck. It was three against one; two of them with metal bats and one with a crowbar. She dodged and moved away from their attacks, taking a few seconds to memorize their pattern. Staying light on her feet, she evades two swings of a bat, taking a step forwards to dodge the crowbar. With a swift motion she swung one her swords to meet the bat aiming for her side, pushing them back. Her leg was raised before quickly coming back down towards the other bat wielder. She arched her back in order to do a back handstand, her legs kicking the crowbar out her attacker’s hands. As her feet touched the ground and immediately jumped out of the way to avoid the metal bat. Leona swiftly moves through the chaos, her focus unwavering. She spins around, gracefully parrying a swing from the crowbar wielder with her sword, sending a shower of sparks into the air. With a fluid motion, she kicks him in the stomach, causing him to stagger back. With a good strike to the neck she knocks him out and pins him to the wall with a kunai. She feels the bat wielders approach behind her. She quickly turned her head, her red eyes glowing in the dark giving her a scary and intimidating look. Both gangsters are caught off guard, and Leona seizes the opening to lunge forward, using some of her own bandages to tie them both together.

Meanwhile, Raph continues his agile assault, darting between his adversaries with lightning speed. He sees an opening as Scar guy lunges towards him with a wild swing of his crowbar. Raph ducks under the attack, his sais flashing in the dimly lit parking lot. He strikes Scar Guy's knees, causing him to buckle and collapse to the ground. Raph follows up with a series of swift strikes, disarming him and leaving him dazed on the pavement. Finally being done with his opponents Raph took the opportunity to blow a raspberry at them. 

Immediately afterwards he sensed his sister ran up to check on him, moving various of his body parts to check for injuries. She quickly realized he wasn’t hurt and her worried look turned into a smile. Casey quickly joined them, unlike Raph, he had a few bruises. Before Leona could start fussing over Casey’s injuries, they were interrupted by a pair of cars that rushed their way into the lot. Instinctively putting an arm in front of Raph, Leo prepared herself for more fighting, Raph and Casey following suit. Out one of the cars popped the leader of the Purple Dragon, Hun, a muscular guy, with bleached blonde hair, his left arm adorned with a dragon tattoo. He was followed by a bunch of more purple dragons, all armed.

Leo immediately tensed up, but her expression didn’t show it. Hun took a step closer towards Leona with a snarky smirk, “well, well, well, if it isn’t the turtle freak”, he said, “and the baby freak”. He got closer to Raph, Leona placing herself between them, a growl escaping her lips, making Hun chuckle. His gaze soon fell on Casey, making his already amused expression turn borderline disturbing. “Oh this is rich!” he said turning to his crew, who laughed with him “It seems the turtle freaks are friends with our little vigilante”,  he turned towards Casey once again, “Hey kid, how’s Carmen?”. Casey’s face turned sour, “Don’t fucking say my mother’s name again, cabrón”, anger sipping into every sillable that left Casey’s mouth. Hun simply let out another laugh, his crew copping him. Leo’s eye met Casey’s telling him to stay calm.

“So!” Leona’s voice cut through the laughter, making Hun turn his attention onto her, “what are you doing here, Hun?”. Raph looked at his sister with wide eyes, he had never heard his sister’s voice sound so serious and borderline threatening. Whenever she talked to him and their siblings, she always had a caring tone, even when she was scolding them. But this Hun guy didn’t seem to be scared, he took a step closer to Leo getting into her personal space, “I think you know exactly what i want” his sly smile turned into a intimidating look “i want my stuff”. Leona’s eyes shifted towards the open van Hun’s people were already securing, as well as how they carried the guys they just fought onto the cars. “And if we don’t give it to you?”, she asked. Hun snapped his fingers getting his crew’s attention who immediately pulled out their weapons, “then me and my dragons will have some turtle soup for dinner” 

Raph tightened his grip on his sais, as he watched his sister standing firm against a guy at least twice her size. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Casey step closer to him defensively, bat and hockey stick in hand. The tension was palpable, both sides getting ready to attack. No one made a sound. “Fine”, Leo’s voice cut the silence, “Take your stuff and your people and leave”. The sly smile returned to Hun’s face as he snapped his fingers again. 

In a few minutes the dragons and their van started leaving, “Until we meet again freaks” Hun said from the window of his car, as he sped away. Leona led out an exasperated sigh, as she let her body relax again. The moment of quiet was quickly interrupted by Raph, “Why did you let them go?!”. Leo looked back at his brother, gently placing a hand on his shoulder, “Sometimes you have to pick your battles Raph”.

“Yeah, but they got away with their weird tech stuff”, Casey said, “who knows what they’ll do with it”. Leo's eyes turned thoughtful as she planned their next move. “Not all of it”, Raph said, getting the attention of the older teens, “I stash some of their boxes in the trash bin, while Scar guy was down”. The three of them made their way to the bin Raph pointed out, and lo and behold there were three boxes full of tech pieces inside. Casey patted Raph’s back “way to go bud!”. Leona kneeled on the floor looking through the boxes, finding that some of the pieces were marked with ‘Baxter Technologies’, before looking up towards his brother, “We’ll have Donny take a look at this”, she said with a soft smile. Raph gave her a good nod, happy to have helped.

Leona and Raph ended up finishing their training run with Casey as they made their way towards the diner, which turned out to be only a block away from his apartment building. They had to go at a slower pace than normal because of the boxes, and the fact that Casey wasn’t used to traveling through rooftops.”So how do you know Hun?” Casey asked. “I’ve stopped some of the Purple Dragons robberies before, I’ve only encountered Hun twice tho”, Leona explained, “And now it looks like they are working the Foot, which is gonna cause even more trouble”. Casey stumbled onto the next building, nearly losing his balance holding the box “Who’s the Foot?”. Raph landed next to him, “they are another ninja clan who hates us and wants us dead”, he said. “They’d been mostly gone for 2 years now, but their leader Shredder came back to the city a few weeks ago”, Leona said calmly. “He’s the one that stole Tōsan’s life force!” Raph exclaimed angrily. “I see…” Casey said.

The three of them continued on their way, mostly in silence, “What about you? How do you know Hun?” Leo asked, respectfully but undoubtedly curious as to how Hun knew Casey. “They’ve been trying to expand their territory to my neighborhood for the past three months now”, Casey said “And I’m not letting that happen, not on my watch”. Leo couldn’t help but stare at Casey for a second, seeing a side of him she didn’t expect. 

Soon enough they made their way on top of Casey’s building, the vigilante handing his heavy box to Leo, playfully patting Raph on his shell, and saying their goodbyes. ���If you ever need help with these foot guys, call me alright?”, he said with a coy smile, that amused Leona. “Of course” she said, “and if the dragons keep causing trouble, we’ll be happy to help”. Raph gave an enthusiastic nod, making Casey let out a little chuckle, “It’s a deal, Blue”, he said as he entered the building. 

A smile found its way onto Leo’s face, as she watched the vigilante disappear into the building. Raph took a second to look at his sister, a little confused, but before he could decipher the look on his sister’s face, Leo looked back at him. 

“Come on, you’re leading us back to the lair”, she said.

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[soapbbox]

Like does the high guard know about what’s been going on or

Technically a continuation of this

[ashrayus]

absolutely lost it over this fic by @neuro-psyche so. have this comic o(- (

go read it rn if u also love some Good identity reveal fic!!!!

[adriles]

they are Cancelling me for dealing with my grief as best i can . also for the vicious war Crimes

[krispiecake]

Okay, without trying to take away from the joy we are feeling, we must stay vigilant. This ceasefire deal is 3 phases, the first is a 42 day pause for hostage exchange which is set to start on SUNDAY, as long as Netanyahu’s cabinet signs off on it. The IOF is not expected to fully retreat from Gaza, but stay to ‘mandated zones’. Palestinians are meant to be able to return to their homes, but with Israeli soldiers still there, this is not a guarantee. The 600 aid trucks a day into Gaza during this 42 day phase 1 is still not enough.

THIS IS NOT OVER. We do not know the details of phase 2 and 3, and nothing has been agreed for these phases in writing. We must not get complacent in this moment of respite. Please, do not stop fighting. This is not over until every Palestinian can return home, until the occupation is gone, until all of Palestine is free.

Keep protesting and campaigning, keep donating because aid organisations need all the help they can get, especially in the next 6 weeks, and it might be the only window people get to evacuate. This is a step in the right direction, but it is not over.

sources: 1 , 2

[rains-inky-mind]

You know those "if this gets 50k notes I'll xyz"? I don't believe in those. Because I could say something crazy like: if this gets 20k notes, I'll write my next book. And then it'll get zero notes. I do not believe.

[inkskinned]

okay is she being actually immature or is it just a woman over 30 expressing a human experience you find to be immature.

like yeah. at certain ages... let shit go. im not defending the real immature shit. im not defending the karen you're picturing. i worked in retail i hate those people too. (once somebody got mad at me because she didn't like how our winter window decor was a snowman smoking a pipe. i wish i was joking).

but men at 57 will write books about how 17 year old girls are soooo sexy. they will invent worlds where women have to be naked for "armor reasons." they will write songs that treat women as objects. people rush to defend them. meanwhile a woman at 35 will be like "heartbreak is hard, actually" or "i feel betrayed by a friend" or "i am struggling with something emotionally." immediately people will say stuff like this woman is 35 by the way. by the way this woman is SO OLD to be experiencing this. BY THE WAY.

im 31, almost 32. the other day a poet was blasted online because at her "big age", she had written a poem about feeling unloved. top comment was "this woman is 29 by the way." this woman is too old to still be useful, by the way. she has to behave better . maybe if she was a good wife and mother she could stop existing loudly, and the story could continue on without her. this woman has served her purpose, by the way. she's so cringe, by the way. at 29 - so old! - she still hasn't figured out that her existence should be one of shame.

[eydilily]

sweet victory

[drdisasterarts]

stardust to stardust // inspiration -> "The Kiss" by Gustav Klimt

edit: reblogs r appreciated plsplspls😖💕‼️

[pianokantzart]

A little obsessed with the "utterly burnt out & can't quite figure out how to make it work in this economy" depiction of Mario in the concept art.

Look at him. He's so tired.

[anbaisai]

how it felt to wake up today

[bet-on-me-13]

The cult of...Danny Fenton?

So! Way back when Danny first moved into his new neighborhood in Gotham, he had some trouble controlling his Powers. The different Types and Levels of Ectoplasm in the air when compared to Amity had thrown off his control.

He was used to being in places where his Ectoplasm meshed well with the Atmosphere, like a Water Balloon in a Pool, but in Gotham that analogy would be closer to a Water Balloon in the sewers. It was too different from what he was used to to fully control his Powers.

So it's understandable that he messed up a few times and his neighbors found out about his Abilities.

They took it well at first, Danny wasn't going to go Rogues or anything, and he never used them maliciously, but eventually they got curious.

They asked what his limits were, how he got them in the first place, and what the hell the Ghost Zone was. The answers "None Really", "I died and was reborn", and "A Collective of every Afterlife at once" did spark some interesting reactions from them.

Most importantly, a few of them joked about him being an Eldritch God that they needed to worship. He was good enough friends with them that at that point they felt comfortable pranking eachother, so they did just that.

Danny woke up one day on his birthday, and saw all of his friends and neighbors surrounding the makeshift Throne they had made and put him on while he was asleep. The entire day they chanted stuff like "The Great One requires Ms. Smiths Apple Pie for his day of birth!" And "The Great One Wishes for us to sing the Ritual Song! Happy Birthday to You! Happy Birth-"

After his birthday, they kept up the joke.

It didn't help that his powers had evolved Again! And now he could bestow abilities onto his friends. The jokes they made about their God granting them Supernatural Powers to rule the world with were insufferable.

Then, one day while he was just resting at home, watching a movie on his TV, he felt a Pull at his Core. The same kind of Pull whenever he was being summoned. But why would they summon hi- Oh Shit! It's Mr Jenkins Party today! He was supposed to meet them at the Warehouse they used for special events an Hour Ago!

He quickly accepted the Summoning, but was met with a suprising sight. His Neighbors all tied up in a pile to his right, a spilled table of party food to his left, and right in front of him, Batman and his Family watching him with wary eyes.

Slowly, he opened his mouth. "...so, did you come for the party or..."

[warauhodo]

"former league player" is definitely not a title i'm proud of

[crypticscarecrow]

Would you believe me if I said I'm already making a playlist to the cast

[coffee-scrub]

Mia would have some choice words on Phoenix’s taste in men

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