#rise & 03 were such amazing shows

[baxterstockmanisthecenterfold]

best screen adaptation of Baxter?

I mean, to be completely & brutally honest. There aren't really that many options. But as far as best writing goes... I'd have to say 2003 STILL holds up to this day.

Despite all of his own unique differences from his comic counterpart, he's still the best & honestly, the most FAITHFUL version of him outside the comics. Using the mousers for a similar purpose, taking crap from nobody (as much as it backfired horribly), being considered a legitimate threat especially with how he just won't go down so easily no matter how much you throw at him. Or as he puts it, "not so easily dismissed". Scott Williams is still an amazing voice actor & did his thing every time he was in an episode. Not to mention he was the first version to actually HAVE a backstory & development as a villain, person & character in the end. Plus the things this man says still live rent free in my head till this day.

And I do feel like it helps that Peter & Kevin did work on this show themselves from time to time, mostly on being the showrunners go to for approval on certain character designs & stories so it goes to show the 2003 writers truly cared about what they were doing with these characters, Baxter included!

Other options are still gonna be pretty tricky to pick through considering the fact that Baxter isn't in a lot of eras as you probably think he is. And even when he is, he's rarely written with relevance or ANY care at all because most of the writer's go-to source when it comes to adapting him is the 1987 & recently 2012 cartoons. He's only been in 3 movies & 2 original video games & all of them either: weren't really big roles & gave us much to work with or just had him there for the sake of 87 fanservice. As for the other cartoons. I'm gonna be deadass when I say STOCKBOY was also a better adaptation too

Was he 100% accurate to his source material? No not really. Especially from an outside perspective. But he at least had EFFORT put into him! The boy nearly killed people for his own personal needs & then was nearly successful in revealing the turtles to the world a month later because he's petty & it meant more clout & benefits for him. And that is pure Baxter Stockman core if you ask me. Also he's the first cartoon Stockman that WASN'T paired with & made into Shredder's personal sock puppet and that should be followed on with more considering he never met Shredder in the first place in the comics. Stockboy is another great adaptation & we would have most likely seen more proof of this had Rise not been cancelled.

[soulc-hilde]

Game Shakers / Pt. 4

Pairing: Eminem x OFC! King

Warning(s): Cursing, drug abuse, racial discrimination, sexual assault

Summary: 2000s seemed to be quite the highlight between the fashion and the rise of pop culture. Seemingly the new faces of shock value, rapper Marshall Mathers and rockstar King Woods seem to find a common ground amongst the unnecessary bullshit.

Divider by @saradika-graphics I believe that's the name, I hope so cause it took me some time to track it down

Ch. 01 | Ch. 02 | Ch. 03 | Ch. 04 |

2000

The night of the Grammys is much like any other night at an award show. You walk down the carpet, get blinded by the paparazzi, answer pointless questions, sit for prolonged periods of time just to watch yourself and everyone else be screwed over, party, and kill yourself.

Well, maybe that last part was a bit extreme, but there was no denying that was how King felt about the shit. They leave with a Best Hard Rock Performance for You Spin Me Round and Best Pop Performance by a Duo or Group with Santana for Maria Maria thanks to the band’s collab with King. Unlike before, Matteo directs security to drive the group back home per their request.

More pleased to celebrate with each other than two-faced strangers, the sextet sits around the living room of Harley’s house conversing and sipping glasses of wine. Everything was going swell until the party host glances King’s way with indescribable yet daunting glare.

“Speaking of love,” she drags out, teasingly. “Looks like Cupid’s arrow hit the bullseye on someone.” King scrunches her nose, “if it was a bullseye, it’d technically be anal, and I think an arrow is a little outside of my boundaries.”

The group laughs as the lead vocalist neither denies or confirms the obvious affection growing between her and a certain blond. Maliyah jokes, “why do I get the feeling that you’d much prefer someone than a something?”

King shrugs, “I mean, I wouldn’t complain. I got to see it.”

As if all five friends were Bluetooth synced, they sit up and shout: “You got to what?!” Their eyes bulge out of their skulls, jaws dropping to the floor.

Matteo gulps, recollecting himself as the brotherly figure. “Okay, okay. Whoo, run that by us again? You got to see… it. What precisely is ‘it’?” His onyx eyes glare up at the nonchalant singer.

“His dick.” She answers, her voice echoing against her Moscato filled wine glass. Dramatically, Tink jumps over the back of the couch with a scream as she runs down the main hall behind the living room before coming back, past the group and into the kitchen.

“When was this?” Harley laughs, tan face turning hot with amusement. “When we left the MTV after party.” Breathless and tipsy, Iris throws a couch pillow at her friend with a cry: “Stop giving us short answers, bitch!”

Tink calms down, flipping over the back of the couch once again, stiff as a board. Panting, she adds on, “we need details. A, a – what was that middle school bullshit from English? A who, where, when, what, and how.”

Maliyah claps her hands, nodding, “please! We already have the who -” The others chime in unison, “Marshall and King.” She continues, “the when –“

“MTV Awards.”

“And the what –“

“King got front row tickets to this man’s penis!” The forementioned woman snorts, chewing on her Doritos and tuna salad.

“So, all we need now is the where and the how. Now, give us.”

“Fine,” she sighs, a subtle blush setting on her cheeks. “So, after we left that shitty party together –“

2019

“Wait, let’s rewind it back. Em showed you his dick but y’all never got down like that?”

“Curtis,” King side eyes him, bemused. “Please. You already know this, man.”

The childish rapper shrugs, smiling, “hey. I’m just amazed at how y’all two function, especially when y’all were single but pining after one another. It’s cute. It’s cute.”

“It’s cute?” “Yeah…” She snorts, “shut the fuck up. Anyways!”

2000

“We first agreed on getting McDonalds cause, ya know, a sugar mama’s gotta take care of her baby, now,” she jokes, breaking at the sight of Harley’s glare. “You’re older than him by like two fucking weeks, shut up!”

“Anyways! We get some food, we’re talking and we’re joking. We then talk about our kids, well, more like his seed and my angelic niece and nephew.” Matteo deadpans, “not you lying to this man like your family doesn’t raise menaces to society.”

King looks at him, feigning insulted, “we are not menaces.” Tink nods, “yeah, you’re a damn fiend.” The others laugh while she glares, holding back her own laugh.

“Can I finish, damn!” She huffs, “so we’re talking about the babies. He’s raving on about his little girl, shows me a picture and she is like his damn twin it’s adorable. Then he starts telling me how she’s a fan of ours, I tell him that mine are fans of his. Fast forward, we’re venting, now.”

A glaze of melancholy takes over her once amused gleam, “he’s venting about his baby moms and how she likes to use his daughter in a power trip and constantly cheats on him to the point where instead of seeing it as a dealbreaker, he decides to cheat on her right back. I’m venting my sister and shit, I damn near felt like I was in therapy.”

“Once we had trauma bonded, I guess we felt understood between each other. Like we weren’t the only ones living in this fucked up world where nothing goes right for us. So, we kissed and made out way to my house.”

Harley’s eyes widen, “you let that man in your house?” Iris looks at King with concern, “it took you damn near three years to let Brother Dre even know that you have a house in Cali, let alone step inside.”

“Yeah, yeah, I fucked up alright. We were touching and rubbing, whispering little compliments to each other. It was damn near romantic. Then he saw some of my tattoos and my nipple piercings, so he showed me his tattoos. We got so tired, we just laid out on my bed cuddling and look at each other, studying one another.”

“Dude,” Tink draws, lost in thought. Matteo looks over, “have you talked to him since?”

“Yeah, a lot, actually. Hell, in the morning, we woke up and I made this man breakfast and some coffee. He’s adorable when he’s happy, he does little dance when he likes the food.”

Harley throws her head, “you’re trying to be this man’s wife.” King throws a Dorito at her, “no, I’m not. I feed everybody, it’s a cultural curse. Y’all, out of everybody, knows this… Even Iris, she’s the token white girl.”

“Ya dig,” the strawberry blond sings, causing the crew to laugh once more. Maliyah focuses back onto King, “regardless, King, we can be this man’s friend. However, as you said, he and his baby mama got drama the size of a category 5 hurricane. As you’ve said in the past, you’ve come too far to let some man, some pointless drama stop you from your dreams.”

Matteo nods, “true. We’ll support you in whatever you do, but we beg you, please, just be careful.” Harley adds, “you’ve been through a lot and deserve happiness, just don’t mistake an adrenaline rush for said happiness.”

2019

“Do you think opening up to the group changed the way they looked at Marshall, like at all?”

King sits up in her chair, head shaking. “No, instead, they kind of saw him in a similar light as we all seen each other. We as friends came together because of the shitty cards life threw at us, and we became support pillars for one another before we became business partners. To them, Marshall is a friend their willing to support and stand ten toes down for.”

“Marshall says that, that night after the MTVs wasn’t the night he fell in love with you. Did you fall in love with him that night? Or, was there a different moment that you were just like ‘he’s the one for me?’”

She hisses, head tilting in thought. “I wouldn’t say that was the night I fell in love with Marshall. I would say that I got to see him in a different light, ya know? It wasn’t like some, ‘oh I can fix him’ type shit but more of a twin flame ordeal, if that makes sense.”

“You really believe that Marshall Mathers was made for you?”

“I believe everyone has someone made for them. Platonically or romantically, everyone has a person and he’s mine. Always been mine since day one.” She smiles.

Taglist: @slytherinroyalty16 @evasmlp

Y'all, chapter 4 is here and it's so fucking bad! I apologize for the tardiness as well as the shitty material. I was thinking about doing like a one shot or something about King and Marshall's night, I don't know. Anyways, enjoy and let me know if you wish to join the taglist.

Love, S.C!

[justmeinatree]

03 - Made Of Something New : UK

Summary : you meet niall in your hotel bar. and there’s an intense connection.

previous part /// jump to pt. 1

TW : smut, choking, cheating (not on you, but none the less)

Word Count : 6.5k

Series Masterlist

GIF : @horansqueen

June 16th - London, UK

“hey ! girl, guess what !?” you hear your coworker yelling at you excitedly as she tries to catch up to you.

you were heading back to your hotel room, walking down the long hallway in some fancy, high rise in london. your coworker was at the other end of the hallway, making her way towards you, causing quite the scene with the few other guests in the hall.

“what’s up ?” you chuckle as she runs past everyone else and finally catches up to you, waving some papers around in your face.

“i had a great presentation with some ceo’s today. they gave me two tickets to a concert tonight as a reward of sorts,” she hops around excitedly as you try your best to catch any info from the papers she’s flapping around.

“that’s amazing ! who are you seeing ?,” you chuckle, happy for her. she deserved this, she’s been working hard lately, trying to make a name for herself with the company you both work at. “and more importantly, who are you taking ?” you ask suggestively, knowing she’s surely taking you. unless she wants to go to a show with one of the 70+ year olds travelling with you on this trip.

she gives you an eye roll, giggling, “think i’m gonna take charles, he needs a night out on the town.” you laugh loudly, knowing full well that charles is in no state to go to a show. he’s the oldest man on the payroll, can barely take a few steps without stopping to lean on his cane. 

“you’re coming with me, of course. i hope you brought something other than work clothes, we’re going to see niall horan !” she exclaims animatedly.

hearing his name makes you stop cold, your eyes going wide. you remember that night like it was yesterday. if you close your eyes and really think about it, you can still feel the trail of fiery heat his fingertips traced over your skin. 

it’s been just over 5 weeks now, since that fateful night in vancouver. waking up to your alarm that morning, was one of the hardest things you’ve ever had to do. niall’s soft sleepy breaths made your chest achingly heavy. you remember gently running your fingertips down the side of his face, making his eyes flutter open.

you will never be able to forget the content sigh that puffed out from between his sleep dry lips as his eyes made contact with yours. as they flutter shut again, the brightness of the early sun a little too harsh in his sleepy state, his tongue darts out to wet to his lips. a raspy “good morning petal,” escaping under his breath as his lips curl up into a small smile.

“are you okay ?” you hear your coworker asking, snapping you out of your thoughts. “do you hate his music or something ? if that’s the problem, please come anyway. we can get proper drunk and have a good laugh ? i just really don’t want to go alone.”

“hey, no sorry, good god stop rambling,” you laugh, giving your head a shake and taking a breath. “no, no i do like him. his music, i mean. i think you just surprised me there, sorry,” you attempt to brush off your little moment. “wouldn’t have thought that our company had niall horan tickets to giveaway.”

you firm up the details of when you’ll both meet in the lobby, still giving you plenty of time to get ready. when you finally have alone time in your room, you take a moment to gather up your thoughts. never in a million years had you thought you’d be in the same room as niall again. you had honestly figured you’d avoid going to his shows just because it might be too painful to see him there. see him and know that you can’t do anything about it. see him and have him not even know you were there, felt almost bizarre. like you were cheating him in some way. 

but you couldn’t think about that too much, you honestly just wanted to see him again. torture yourself for god knows what reason. fuck it, maybe you should get drunk for this.

as you shower, fix up your hair and makeup, and get dressed, you help yourself to a few of the tiny liquor bottles from the hotel room bar. the company is paying for it anyway. you’re just tipsy enough to not have too much anxiety about tonight as you head down to the lobby, meeting up with your friend.

you both get into an uber, the car dropping you off at the arena. you follow her through the crowd as she has the tickets and knows where she’s going. you never asked where the seats were, but you start to grow a bit nervous as she’s leading you towards the floor.

“hey, i never asked where we’re sitting,” you hum knowing full well you should have asked earlier. you did not mentally prepare for this. why on earth does your company have such great seats to niall horan ?

“fifth row, right by the centre,” she smiles excitedly, leading you right up front as your heart beats right out of your chest. there is absolutely no way he won’t see you now. 

what is he going to think ? that i’m stalking him now ? we agreed, just one night in the hotel in vancouver. that was it. just a little taste of what could never be. and although we never stated that we’d try to avoid each other, you just kind of assumed that was a given. 

it was so intense with niall, there were so many feelings involved, for both of you. you knew avoiding him was the best solution. neither of you could handle seeing each other again. could hide out in the bathroom all night, you think to yourself.

just as that thought seemed to grow more and more tempting, the lights drop, the crowd starts screaming and the first strums of a guitar can be heard blaring through the room. and that’s when the stage lights up, niall walking right out, front and centre, to the mic stand, screaming out a “hello london.”

he’s there. he’s right there. and he’s just as beautiful. and oh my did you ever miss his voice. listening to him sing the first verse has you in a trance. you watch his skin glowing under the lights of the stage and your fingertips are itching to feel him.

as you hear his voice bellowing through the speakers, you feel shivers down your neck as you can picture his lips ghosting your skin, whispering in your ear.

with time though, you start to vibe with the crowd and as more and more songs go by, the more you relax. maybe you can get away with not being spotted ? it would make this so much easier on both of you.

but as luck would have it, on the 7th song of the set, his eyes scan the crowd and fall right on yours. he doesn’t think twice at first, eyes scanning right by. but you see the double take, you notice the moment it clicked and there he is, staring right at you. 

niall can’t believe what he’s seeing. it’s you. really you. how hasn’t he noticed you yet ? what are you doing here ? who the hell cares, you’re right there. he’s trying to focus on the song, and it’s almost over, but christ, you are right there. 

he grabs his guitar for the next song, and as he grips the neck, his fingers curled up on the strings, he’s taken back to that night. as his eyes keep flicking back to you, almost as if to make sure this isn’t a hallucination, he can feel your skin under his hands. remembers how much you loved his fingers wrapped around your neck. how tight your pussy squeezed down on his cock when he did. thank god he’s keeping the guitar for another couple songs, it can hide the situation happening in his pants.

not a day has gone by that he hasn’t thought about you. thought about how much he misses you. thought about how much of an idiot he was to not at least ask for your number. he knows he shouldn’t have a way of contacting you, you’d be too hard to resist. but still, having the option would be nice sometimes. especially on the days he needs to escape from it all.

and what the fuck is he supposed to do today ? this is the O2, he’s got some friends here, christ even his girlfriend is here. and even if they weren’t, there is absolutely no way for him to talk to you. pause the show to say hi, meet me backstage ? no that’s not possible. so what’s he supposed to do ? pretend this isn’t happening ? pretend you’re not less than 30 feet away from him ?

as the show nears the end, his heart grows heavy, knowing that yes, he does have to pretend he didn’t just see you and he has to go back to his friends and girlfriend as if nothing out of the ordinary happened tonight. and he absolutely hates himself for hating that. this is supposed to be a great night to share with his favourite people. a celebration because he’s playing the O2, all by himself. it’s his name in lights and it’s fucking epic.

but all he can think about is how badly he wants to celebrate with you. he wishes that you were the one about to head off backstage to greet him with open arms when this song finishes. but it’s not you, it’s his girlfriend and his friends, he can see them from the corner of his eye. 

and for a split moment, he wishes he was strong enough to send it all to hell and make a huge public display of love to you. but his management would kill him, his girlfriend would be super embarrassed, and you both would probably piss yourselves. and just like that the lights are out. the show is over and even if he actually really wanted to, the chance has slipped away. 

he’s being rushed off stage, tons of people patting his back and high-fiving him and then the arms of his girlfriend catch him in a big sweaty hug. they sway back and forth from left to right as she excitedly squeezes him. and for a split second, he hates her ocean breeze shampoo and wishes he was smelling your sweet strawberry scented hair. this is gonna be a long night, he thinks to himself. 

“fuck this is gonna be a very long night,” you mumble to yourself as you’re now back in your hotel room. the show was great, niall was great, of course, of course. but you saw him so so close and his voice was ringing in your ears for over an hour and a half. and now you’re supposed to just sit here. 

and so that’s what you did. just sat on the bed, still in the outfit you wore to the show. just dangling your feet off the side of the mattress as you’re a bit too short to reach the floor. your mind is in an absolute fog, just whirling every imaginable thought of niall. churning up every memory you have of that night. it’s all you have to hold onto.

the raspiness of his voice, the thickness of his accent, the fluffiness of his hair, fiery heat of his touch, soft drag of his lips, needy nibbles of his teeth, roughness of his calloused fingers, tightness of his hand around your throat. he’s all you can think of, your body is consumed by him. so fuck, maybe it was a bad idea to go to his show.

your phone buzzes next to you, an instagram notification catches your attention as you notice that it’s been almost 2 hours since you sat down on the bed. you shake your head, a bit embarrassed that so much time has gone by, grabbing your phone and flicking over to instagram.

you have a message request from an account you don’t recognize. curiosity getting the best of you, you open the message : “hello petal. can’t believe you were there tonight. i couldn’t forgive myself if i didn’t try to reach out to you. miss you. -nh”

could it really be him ? you ask yourself. although, really, no one else knew you were at the show. no one else calls you petal. and even less people knew that there was any type of history between you and niall. 

you write back : “fuck, it’s really you, isn’t it ? i didn’t mean to ambush you tonight by being there. it was a fluke really. but i’m so glad you reached out, miss you more than i can explain. -xx”

your smile could rip your face in half, it’s so big. niall’s writing back, the three little dots floating up and down at the bottom of your phone screen. “it’s really me love, promise. where are you ? i can try to sneak away from this party. maybe what happens in canada doesn’t have to stay in canada ? -nh”

niall had to try. in the last few hours since the show’s been over, he’s plastered a smile on his face, shared beers with his friends, cuddled up with his girlfriend and partied away. but the longer it goes by, the harder it is to pretend anymore. 

knowing that you’re in the same city, it’s enough to make him sick with want for you. so he does the only thing he can think of. he excuses himself to the bathroom, locks the door behind him, and opens his instagram. he switches over to his private account and does a general search for your name. after looking through a dozen accounts, there you are. it’s so obviously you. and although niall’s only spent a matter of hours with you, he can feel you radiating off the random photos he’s looking at.

so he chances writing you a message. the odds are horrible that you’ll see the message tonight, it’s somewhere between 2 & 3am, but he needs to try. he’ll forever regret not trying. so when he gets the message with your hotel and room number, he splashes water on his face, and walks right out of the bathroom. 

ignoring everyone at the party, he heads straight for the door, making a quick escape without anyone noticing. he quickly whistles down a cab, jumps in and he’s off to your hotel. or more importantly, he’s off to you.

as niall’s sitting in the taxi, he can’t believe he’s just left everyone, his girlfriend, his best mates for a chance at a quick encounter with you. he’s panicking. this feels like crossing the line. a hell of a lot more than last time. this is actively seeking you, and leaving his life behind tonight, without so much as a goodbye. people will probably worry, especially his girlfriend. and yet, he cant quite bring himself to care. he’s just much too excited to see you.

the moment you send niall your location, you quickly got up off the bed, go to the bathroom and look at yourself in the mirror. what did he mean when he said it doesn’t have to be a one off ? your mind can’t stop whirling around that message. what does he want ? what’s going to happen ? you’re so excited to see him, for real, touch him, feel him close again. but you’re a little nervous this time. you know a talk is coming up and you’re not sure how it’s going to go. not sure how you want it go honestly.

you brush your teeth for good measure, take a big gulp of water and that’s when you hear the knocking at your door. you straighten out, taking one big breath before padding over to the door and opening it, revealing niall with his hair mussed up, his eyes sparkling back at you as his smile grows more and more the longer he’s looking at you. “beautiful girl,” he mumbles under his breath, a content sigh leaving his mouth as he wonders why the hell he felt any nerves about meeting you. your presence just makes everything okay, he should know that by now. and as scary as it is, he revels in it. 

“gonna let me in,” he chuckles lightly, making you blush. you were so busy admiring him, all of your previous nervousness washing away as you feel his energy right in front of you. 

“fuck, sorry sorry, c’mon in,” you giggle, stepping aside, niall making his way past you, as you close the door behind him with a gentle click. turning to face him, you aren’t sure how you should react, what it is you’re allowed to do. this time feels so different.

but all he does is smile with a light chuckle, his arms opening up wide, as a sort of beckoning call. you scurry into him, your arms wrapping around his waist as he engulfs you into a tight hug, burying his face into your hair, taking a good steady inhale. and he’s absolutely ecstatic to find that you haven’t changed shampoo in the last month. so much better than ocean breeze, he thinks to himself.

your face is buried into his chest, feeling any stress just melt away. it’s the first moment you notice how unnerving this day has been. all the stress of going to the show, coming back alone, your whirring thoughts, it’s been a lot and you hadn’t quite realized how much it was affecting you until it’s all whooshed away.

as you both finally pull away from the hug, one of niall’s hands comes up to cup your jaw, thumb gently stroking your cheek bone, quietly asking the question he’s had on his mind all this time. “did ya really miss me as much as you said ?”

and as soon as the words leave his mouth he feels like an idiot, especially hearing your soft giggle. but the embarrassment vanishes as quickly as it appeared when you grip the collar of his shirt, pulling him in slowly, until your noses are pressed together and your lips are just ghosting his. you mumble against his mouth a quick, “m’i allowed to kiss you ?”

before the full sentence is even out of your mouth, niall’s lips are pressed firmly against yours. his one hand slides over from your jaw, cupping the back of your neck, fingers tangled into your hair, tugging slightly. his other hand grips into your hip, having lifted your shirt just enough to for his palm to collide with your flesh. fuck, you’re so soft, so warm, sending an electrifying buzz through his hand from the contact he’s so desperately missed.

“you’ve no idea how bad i missed you,” you murmur against his lips, niall taking the opportunity to dart his tongue out into your mouth.

niall drags his fingertips lightly from your neck, down between the valley of your breasts, over your stomach, settling on your other hip. he can’t stop kissing you, can’t get enough. the drag of your lips against his, the little bit of suction, it’s so much you and it’s overwhelming. his brain feels foggy. in this moment, nothing else matters, nothing else exists. he’s not sure whether to love that or be completely scared of it.

his thumbs give your skin a soft little rub before his hands travel over the swell of your ass, gripping the back of your thighs as he picks you up, walking you backwards towards the bed. 

you groan softly as he bites on your lip, letting you down gently on the bed. he wastes no time crawling up to you, his lips attaching to your neck. he takes his time, pecking, sucking, nibbling, indulging in all the pretty sounds you’re making.

“can we catch up later ?” you hear niall mumbling against your ear. “need to do this now, need to feel you again petal, please.”

a deep groan works its way up your throat as your hips roll into him, silently giving him your answer. the weight of him on top of you is so comforting, it’s what your body’s been craving.

you’ve naturally gotten yourself off quite a bit in the 5 weeks since the last time you saw niall. always with the thought of him sneaking into your brain. but it was nothing compared to actually feeling him. and that’s when you realize you’re both wearing way too much clothes.

you tug on his shirt, murmuring a quick “off, now, please.” 

niall gives you another peck on the lips, lifting his body just enough to grip the back of his shirt and lifting it over his head in a quick swoop, shimmying out of his pants at the same time.

“same goes for you beautiful girl, wanna feel that soft skin of yours,” he hums, his hands gliding from your hips up to your breasts, lifting your shirt in the process. 

you raise your arms, allowing niall to take your shirt off completely. he leans back, his bum settled on his calves, between your legs as he admires you. his fingertips graze over your bra covered chest and down your stomach. he watches the goosebumps arise on your skin, taking in every dip and curve in your body. 

“you’re fucking intoxicating petal,” he murmurs, making you blush. niall notices the shade of red tinting your cheeks, left hand coming up to cup your face.

you lean into his hand, turning your face just enough to leave a series of small pecks into his palm, mumbling quietly, “you make me feel so fuckin good.” and it was true. you dont remember a time where someone’s made you feel quite as special and wanted as niall makes you feel. 

“hmm, m’about to make you feel even better,” he smiles, leaning down to kiss you again and again. he really can’t get enough of kissing you. 

niall gets your pants off, with a bit of a struggle, refusing to stop kissing you even for a second. “finally,” he grumbles into the kiss once your pants are off all the way.

you giggle, biting his lip playfully as niall rolls his hips into yours. you feel the outline his cock so well with just your underwear on. can feel the head of cock bumping against your clit.

“already so fuckin wet for me, can feel it through my briefs,” niall hums, the wet patch on your panties soaking right through his last piece of clothing. 

“please niall,” you moan against his lips, one hand reaching down to grab a hold of his cock. “please, can i taste you ? been dying to have you in my mouth. didn’t get to last time. please,” you mumble, absolutely not letting that opportunity pass up again. you needed the weight of him on your tongue. needed to hear all the sounds you could pull from him with your mouth.

“fuckin christ pup, want it that bad ?” he asks completely besides himself. never has he had someone literally beg to have his cock in their mouth. without a second thought, niall rolls you both over, his back colliding with the mattress, leaving you on top of him.

“m’all yours pretty girl,” niall hums, smiling and relaxing back into the bed. he notices the darkness taking over your eyes, noting that although you seem to be on the more submissive side, you also like little opportunities of control.

you settle yourself between niall’s thighs, taking your time kissing over his body. your tongue flicking out to wet his nipples whenever you’re close to them, blowing some cold air to watch them harden. you love the deep chesty groan he lets out whenever the coolness hits his spit wet skin.

you kiss over his chest and tummy, fingertips tickling his skin lightly, watching his stomach twitch under your touch. making your way down to his briefs, your fingers grip into the waistband, pulling them down his thighs. his cock springs free, looking achingly hard as he wiggles his legs to help you pull his underwear off completely.

on your way back up his body, you lick a long stripe over his balls, up his shaft and to the tip, opening up your mouth and taking him all the way down your throat. 

niall’s hand goes flying down to your head, gripping onto your hair as he moans out, “oh fucking -. shit. you’re so good for me.”

you pull up to the head of his cock, taking a deep breath through your nose, your tongue working on the underside of his shaft as you slowly bob your head. 

you moan around his dick, loving every moment of it. you knew you were good at sucking guys off, it’s one of your many talents. you enjoy it too, love hearing their moans for you. 

but finally getting a chance at niall. a chance you were sure was never ever going to happen. it was better than anything you could have imagined. he sounds so fucked for you. plus, he’s heavier on your tongue than you imagined, you’re head is spinning with it. his tight grip in your hair, reminding you that even if you’re having your fun right now, he’s still in charge here.

he lets out a particularly loud moan as your tongue ring collides with the underside of his tip, the sound making your pussy clench. and as much as you loved having your mouth on him, you needed him. needed him now. you tug your panties off, your mouth sliding off his cock in one quick motion.

niall looks down in shock, eyebrows furrowed, “what the, why did ya -“ words getting caught around a moan as you reposition yourself and sink down on him. his cock stretching you so deliciously, you’re left trembling as you sit on him fully.

his hands reach out, gripping onto your thighs, “shit pup, warn a guy next time yeah ?” he hums, eyes raking over your body, hands roaming your legs and hips.

you nod, smiling, knowing that’s just an expression. but your tummy still flips at the thought of next time. “promise,” you murmur, taking your time with him. your hips move over him slowly, feeling the drag of him against your inner walls. your moans coming out in small puffs, one hand gripping into your breast, just needing something to latch onto.

niall watches you, small moans leaving his parted lips. his nails are lightly raking over your thighs, taking you in. the moment is so sensual, the air in the room thick with emotion. there’s something about a second time. there’s less guessing involved, less nerves.

he notices the furrow in your brow as his cock hits a particular spot inside you, your tummy twitching, head rolling back. his hands travel up your hips to your waist, one hand splaying across your stomach, feeling the muscles twitch when his cock slowly grinds against your sweet spot.

“feeling good petal ?” he asks quietly as to not startle you, the moment so deep and slow and full of breathy moans and whimpers.

your head lolls back over your left shoulder, slumping forward a bit, eyes opening and locking with his. niall feels your stomach muscles twitching as your eyes make contact with his, and he needs to kiss you. he’s feeling so many emotions, unsure how to handle the jumble in his head. especially considering all of his blood is rushing to his cock, leaving his brain a bit fuzzy.

you nod and whimper a breathy “fuck yes” to answer his question, as his hands leave your body momentarily to press against the mattress. niall leans up into a sitting position, his hands gliding up your thighs and wrapping around your waist.

you smile at him, arms reaching out to wrap around his neck, resting your forehead against his. the new position has added tons of pressure to your clit as you grind on him, feeling that familiar warmth building in your lower tummy.

niall rubs his nose against yours, kissing you with as much emotion as he can muster. he can feel your walls start to tighten around him, knows your orgasm is starting to build. your kiss is getting sloppy, jaw going slack as niall pecks and nibbles on your lips. 

he can feel your pussy fluttering around his cock, your thighs trembling, as your grip on his hair tugs achingly harder. without a second thought, one of niall’s hands glides up your body and finds a familiar spot around your neck, silently asking you for permission.

you whimper out a yes, niall biting your bottom lip, groaning against your mouth, “with all this whimpering, you really are acting like a puppy.” as the words leave his mouth, his hand tightens around your neck, a breathy moan leaving your mouth. your eyes roll back as your orgasm crashes over you. 

his words has your mind racing, plus the feel of his hand restricting your airflow, the burning coil in your stomach snapped. it didn’t stand a chance. you’re sure you blacked out for a moment, the orgasm hitting like a strong ocean wave that takes you under and hurtles you out into the sea. 

you blink your eyes open, niall’s lips pecking over the side of your neck, his hand cupping the other side, thumb stroking the column of your throat. “should see how amazing you look when you cum like that,” niall murmurs against your ear, adding to his mental note to include mirrors sometime, if at all possible.

“don’t think i’ve ever cum like that,” you hum, giggling quietly. you were being honest, that was the most intense thing you’ve ever felt. and thank fuck you’re too blissed out to care, or else you’d be pissing your pants at the sheer thought of how intense this man makes you feel after only 2 nights together.

niall chuckles breathily, sucking wet kisses over your neck, to your jaw and chin. “had your fun sweet girl ? s’it my turn now ?” he asks, tongue flicking out against the fullness of your bottom lip.

“mhmm, please,” you hum, rocking your hips, still sitting on his cock. the movement pulls a groan out of niall, his left hand colliding with your ass cheek in a stinging smack.

“f-fuck,” you stutter out, caught completely off guard, nails digging into niall’s biceps for support. 

his hand smoothes over the swell of your bum, soothing the stinging in your heated skin. he swallows down your moans, kissing you through it, as he wraps his arms around you, rolling you onto the bed. 

niall pins your hands to the mattress, on either side of your head, his hips slowly rolling into yours. the slow drag of his cock against your dripping walls, making your head go fuzzy. 

he keeps his pace slow, feeling your walls split open to accommodate his size, sucking him back in every time he thrusts. niall feels absolutely delirious for you. he really means it when he says you’re intoxicating. your sweet smell, silky smooth skin. the feeling of your pussy fluttering around his cock. the way his entire being seems to melt in your presence. 

you can feel your second orgasm coming on, the torturously slow drag of his cock making you feel every bump, every ridge, every vein. the tip of his dick steadily grinding into your sweet spot, bringing you closer and closer to the edge with every thrust.

“gonna cum again for me sweet girl ?” niall mumbles against your lips, feeling your walls start to clench on his length. “feels good like this yeah ?” he asks, thumbs gently rubbing over your palms, hands still pinned to the mattress. 

“s’so good ni, fuck -“ your words cut off by your second orgasm crashing over you, a whimpery moan leaving you as your back curls. 

niall buries his face in your chest, groaning as your pussy clamps down on his length, but he doesn’t stop. keeps fucking into you just as deliriously slow as he has been. the head of his cock rolling into your sweet spot over and over.

and you can’t stop cumming. your next orgasm starts before the last one can even end. your hands are gripped into his tightly, thighs shaking, your moans getting louder.

“fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god,” you whimper, your third orgasm rolling into your fourth, gasping for breath as niall bites into your neck. “fucking can’t - can’t stop. can’t stop cumming, fuck,” you cry out as your fifth orgasm rolls on.

niall lets go of your hands, needing to anchor himself to you. he rests on his elbows, forearms on the mattress, boxing you in. his fingers wrap over your shoulders, thumbs stroking your skin.

your hands immediately fly to grip into his hair, arms wrapped around him for dear life. you’re feeling so overstimulated, but it’s the best you’ve ever felt in a long time. you can feel niall’s cock twitching, as he struggles to hold on through your sixth ? seventh ? orgasm.

“christ petal, m’the luckiest lad on the fuckin planet,” he groans out against your neck as his hips finally still, cock buried deep inside you, tip seethed into your sweet spot, as he spurts ribbon after ribbon of hot cum.

your body is an absolute trembling mess as you gasp for air. one of your hands carding through your hair before falling limply on the bed. your other hand in niall’s hair, raking through his locks.

niall’s breathing heavily, catching his breath, laying flat against you. a moment passes before he lifts his chest up from yours, looking over your face, “doing okay pet ?”

“mhmm,” you hum, nodding lightly, smiling at him. “that was, honestly, the best. ever,” you giggle, high on whatever endorphins are coursing through your body, in a post sex haze.

“couldn’t agree more,” he murmurs, reaching up to kiss you, as he slowly drags his cock out of you.

you whine against niall’s lips, the sudden emptiness making your overstimulated pussy flutter over nothing. “sorry, let me get something to clean you up,” niall whispers, slowly standing up and heading into the washroom to find a washcloth.

he makes his way back to the bed, smiling at your fucked out expression, “christ, you’re so beautiful petal. wish i could see you like this every day.” he crawls up the bed, gently resting his hands on your inner thighs to pry your legs open. he softly swipes the washcloth over your cunt, apologizing at every twitch and whimper.

once he’s done cleaning you off, niall lays back down on the bed, partly on top of you, his head resting on your chest, leg thrown over yours, his fingertips lightly rubbing up and down your bicep. you card your fingers through his hair, gently scratching at his scalp and pulling on his hair. you’re not sure how long you both lay there in silence, enjoying each other as much as you can until the cozy bubble you’ve created inevitably pops again. especially when you start to take notice of the early hour, the first peaks of sunlight starting to stream through the sheer white curtains.

“we’re gonna have to talk about this,” niall breathes out against your chest, breaking the silence first, as he watches the trail of goosebumps that follow the path of his fingertips. he hears you hum an affirmative response, your face burying into the top of his head, taking a calming breath, the smell of his shampoo still lingering.

“mind if we order some room service first ?” you mumble. “could really go for a coffee,” the lack of sleep and scratchiness to your throat is made obvious the more you speak. 

niall looks up at you, a bright smile on his face, kissing the underside of your jaw, “you’re really fuckin cute when you’re tired.” he keeps trailing his kisses up to your chin, finishing off with a deep kiss, right on your lips, before reaching over to the nightstand for the room service info.

niall calls in for some coffees and a large array of breakfast foods, pecking over your skin as you both wait.

once you’ve got coffees in hand, some food spread out over the bed, both of you comfortably sitting, niall breaks the ice, “i’d be fooling myself if i said i’d be able to walk out of here like i did last time.”

your eyes make contact with his, listening attentively as he goes on, “i dont know how we’re supposed to go about this, but it killed me to know we were in the same city and we weren’t together. i’m so fucking pulled to you, i cant explain it.”

you nod along, completely understanding. the moment you saw him walk out on stage last night, everything came crashing around you.

“i know,” you hum. “i feel it too. it’s so hard to say goodbye to you. but what do you suggest ?” you ask. truthfully, you barely know each other.

“i just-“ niall sighs. he knows this is crazy, he wants to throw everything away for someone he doesn’t really know at all. just based on a feeling. no, fuck, he can’t do that. can’t do that at all.

“i just want to see you,” he sighs again, knowing that’s really the only way he can describe it. the only way he can really get away with this. “you make me feel so good. so safe. so, i dont know, it’s like relief ?” he tries to explain. “like everything else can just wash away. is it totally selfish of me to want to hold onto that ?” he adds quietly. “you’re the only bit of peace i have. the only thing that’s truly just mine.”

you think you just felt your heart get ripped to shreds. how can you deny him the comfort he’s been so desperately craving ? it’s not like you’re getting nothing out of this agreement. and maybe if you weren’t exhausted, running on no sleep and an absurd amount of orgasms, maybe if you weren’t so fucking gone for this man, you would have thought about this. 

but your heart aches for him, you want to help him, you want to do this with him. so you find yourself nodding, smiling reassuringly as you lock eyes with niall, “sounds like we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other then.”

Part 4

……

Series Masterlist

Main Masterlist

[keen-li]

Only one | 03

Series Warnings: toxic relationship trauma, trauma in general, mentally broken oc, manipulation, yendere jungkook.

Psychiatrist jungkook x patient reader

Chapter warnings : panic attack, drugging.

. . .

"I wont be here next month"

She raises a brow at you.

"Y/n I hope you aren't trying to hurt yourself" the concerned look in her face has you chuckling.

"No no no, I'd never do that" you laugh awkwardly.

"And this is why I need you to keep this secret"

She nods and nudges for you to speak.

"Mr Jeon is gonna help me get out of this place" you say smiling and excited but she doesn't share your excitement.

"What?" You look brows furrowed her "Are you worried about yourself"

"I'm actually gonna ask if Mr jeon can also hel-" You say excitedly.

"Leave me out of it" She says a little aggressive which takes you back. You squint your eyebrows at her hoping to see what she might be hindung behind those eyes.

"What? What's wrong?"

"I don't think you should do it, you don't know Mr jeon" she lifts her eyes to stare at you.

"He said that he's gonna take me home"

"And what guarantee do you have? Huh" her voice rises. You stay silent not knowing what to say. You jnow it's kind of a stupid thing to do but you believe Mr jeon (even though you have no reason to.)

"You aren't even sure, he told you he'd take you home and you believed? "

"Y/n you need to say no to him" she says now sounding more fearful and worried.

"Why? You don't want me to leave this place."

"I do want you and I to leave here one day but not like this"

"Well I'm gonna do it, I don't wanna stay here any longer " you made your mind up, she doesn't bother to argue just staring at you and rolling her eyes. She knows there's no way she's gonna convince you otherwise.

She knows how convincing Mr Jeon can be, how he can lure you into a trance even the smartest would fall for.

After all she was once a fool too.

But she's gonna try and stop you from doing what you want to do. In her own way of course.

........

"I heard you had a carnival" he turns to face you "Did you have fun?" He smiles

"Yes I did. It was absolutely amazing" you start to describe the event and how you felt about it excitedly.

"I even got this bracelet but I didn't even win" you say showing him the bracelet.

"I wanted a panda but I didn't get one" you pout.

"That's okay" he comforts you.

"Show me your wrist" he commands as he takes your wrist into his hand after you hand it to him. You can feel the electrons from his hand to all over your body. His touch is warm and comfortable; like a dream, a melody.

"Very pretty" he says deeply staring at your hand then he moves to your wavering eyes that were perfectly accompanied by your eyelashes. Your face blessed with the most gorgeous features he's ever seen.

"The bracelet is very pretty" voice soft as your eyes are still connected.

You smile awkwardly and pull your wrist from his grip. You tend to pull away from men and their advances, you don't need a 14th reason or another 13th reason.

"I've been looking at it ever since I got it" your tone very gentle and soft and it lands warmly into jungkook's ears. His lips pull at your delicate voice.

After a moment of silence and a couple of minutes waiting for him to get your session in progress you decide to speak up but he cuts in.

"So have you been a good girl " he leans against the table hands gripping each side of the table.  You're taken back by his straight forwardness and the sudden question.

"I-i. Yes. Yes I have" you stutter and play with your fingers, you can feelyiur throat clog with nerves. He notices your little movements, of course he does he always does. Letting go of the table and putting his hands in his pocket, his feet move step by step until he's directly in front of you. The way he towers over you makes you even more nervous, he knows he's intimidating  and he loves it. He loves watching you quiver under his lowered dark gaze, hands in his pockets to make him look bigger ,badder. He bends his head to look down at you and his sleeked back hair doesn't dare to fall.

"Have you been a good girl" his voice is soft and silky, it's as low as his gaze. You aren't able to look at him because this is one of the things that scare you. Your ex did this a lot, stood over you to make you scared and show you how bad he is. So you're very anxious when jungkook stands over you like this, he doesn't even stumble, his figure as stiff as a pole. He notices your uneasiness and chuckles. You wonder if he knows how he's affecting you by doing this and if he does; does he enjoy it.

And so to get your eyes on him, he really wants your eyes on him. He uses his pointer and middle finger to lift your head and your eyes finally meet his.

There you go sweet, you can do it. Keep the eye contact.

"Have you?" He nudges your chin. You can't find the confidence to speak feeling kinda like how you did when you were with your ex. Does he do this with his other patients? Is it even professional? These are the questions you should be asking yourself but your mind can't seem to ponder any longer on logical thoughts.

So you nod, you just nod. Slowly and surely and those beautiful eyes stare at jungkook deeply.

You look so good from this angle.

He chuckles his thoughts away. Then he moves away from you, showing you his glorious back. You feel like you can finally breath. He takes his seat on his chair and pulls out his note book and scribbles something.

"You're leaving at the end of the week" he spits his voice going back to its professional tone.  "So you better get packing"

You honestly should've been happier, excited even. But you aren't, not fully atleast.

....

"Have you got everything?" The nurse asks you as you zip up your bag.

"Yeah" the weight of the bag over your shoulder pulls you down slightly.

The nurse mumbles an OK and guides you to the front desk. You look back into your room, you wish you could say bye to sicily but you're not sure where she is, so you'd settle with leaving her a note.

You walk slowly and a little gloomy as you spot Mr Jeon by the front desk signing some papers. He looks over to you and says something to the lady behind the desk which makes her laugh. By the way she laughs you know she's trying to be sexy and appeal to Mr jeon but he doesn't pay mind to her advances.  He instead turns to you as you stand by him and gold your bag closer.

"How are you feeling?" He asks in his Mr jeon voice.

"I'm okay" you say not sounding okay at all.

"Just sign here miss and you'll be all done" he lady behind the desk hands you a paper and pen. You take it and as you're ready to sign where she directed you to, you pause when you notice something.

Name of care giver: jeon jungkook

You blink twice and before you sign you look at him with a raised brow.

"Since when are you my caretaker" you wonder why he put his name there when he could've just left it blank, noting you as independent.

"You need someone looking after you so you can leave" he sounds like he couldn't care for your concern.

"You could've called my mom" you say.

"Did you want that?" His sharp tone lands in your ears, his persona faltering a bit as he stares at you darkly hoping you'd just shut up and make this process less tiresome.

You actually wouldn't want your mother to pick you up, you'd rather just stay here then.

You stay quiet as you sign the paper for your freedom.

"Lets go" Mr jeon says turning his back to you, body insinuating that you should follow him. Which you do.

His firm and stone-built figure guides you out of the hell hole you've been in. The sun and air have never felt so good, it feels like a fresh start. You're hopeful  and you've already been thinking about what your gonna do when you finally get to go to your own home and have your little pets running around.  You're so excited.

Your heart feels heavy as Mr jeon has the door of his hyundai open for you to enter.  You don't know why it feels so heavy on your chest to not enter his car, he couldn't do anything to you he's trying to help anyways. Ignoring the ringing bells in your mind you enter his car, your body mentally and physically shudders as he slams the door shut. You just pin it down to the anxiety of finally being back in society and having to regain yourself, even though both you and Mr jeon know you aren't fully well, you should be well enough to survive. Right? You hope.

You aren't going to leave .

You aren't leaving me.

You're not going anywhere, you're staying with me forever.

The ringing and voice in your head start to get louder, your chest falling and raising faster than the sun. You were ignoring it scared that he'd make you go back to the repetitive life of the hospital. You clutch the sides of your head trying to stop it, stop his voice from ringing reminders,  reminders of his ownership over you.

You can't be having an episode right now, you're going to end up back in the hospital. You can't end up back in there, all Mr Jeon's efforts and yours would go in the drain; you might even get him fired. You don't want that, he's trying to help you. All these thoughts fuel your heaving.

"Its okay you're not going to end up back there" you hear Mr jeon voice and for a second you thought you heard the devil's voice but your mind was playing tricks in you. You've been so caught up with yourself and your thoughts that you didn't realize you were speaking out loud and he had already closed his door. His hands on your skin try to calm you.

You push his hands away from you. You didn't like being touched during these moments. Every touch felt like a hot scalding slap, a reminder of your worthlessness to your mind. A reminder that you might never escape this reality of yours, being trapped like a bird in a cage set and bound to die that way.

"Take these" Mr jeon hands you two pills and a bottle of water. You've never seen these pills, with the way you had to take medicine you've mastered every name, colour and design of every pill and recognising every purpose they serve is your talent.

But these, you've never seen these. They're small circular and white (generic), their small size may fool other people of their strength but what you've realized over the past months is that the small, boring looking pills are always the most effective and dangerous. And whatever these little pills are they're no joke.

A little skeptical and nervous you stare at Mr jeon who's gaze feels like the morning sun revealing the stains on your white garment. He nods to you comforting you that it's okay to take them.

"They're a new batch, I think they'll help you calm down" he smiles no joy behind his smile. Why does it feel suffocating to be around him now, you'd never tell him that but he's probably already noticed it with the way your iris shakes when you stare at him.

"They are now part of your prescription" he informs you. One of his conditions was that you'd keep taking medication, you were okay with that. But you're kind of confused why he's adding a new drug, you were responding well to the others. So why the new addition? These are the thoughts you should be pondering but your mind never allows you to.

Relax you they do, a little too well. You can barely feel your muscles, the only feeling you feel being the tingling at the end of your fingers and toes, just to assure you that you're still alive in your human form. You've never been this relaxed, your mind is numb and dull; no thoughts. Only the little pictures of the nature you see appear in your mind. You surely were right those little pills were hazardous,  you hope to remember to ask him what they are later. You doubt you'll remember anything after this.

You watch the scenes pass by, then you hear Mr Jeon's voice speak. Its so distorted that you aren't even sure if he's the one speaking, but your body can barely react or question.

"Feels good doesn't it?" the grin on his face is audible.

Your eyes flicker from dark to light; leaning more to darkness. You can't stop the feeling as you feel darkness slowly consume you. You try and move your hands for him to reach out and help you but his are clenched around the steering.

"Ah-" you let out in a stuttered whisper. You're calling out to no one, no one you know. Or maybe the devil sat next to you, who has his mask so stuck on his face that you can't really tell who he is.

"You're gonna be free with me" he mutters as sincere as his will to help you but using this fucked up way of going about it.

. . .

Taglist: @gojosatoruhere @ane102

Masterlist

[bulbabutt]

ok. elephant in the room or shit i thought about a while ago but didnt post, my going theory on the rise cancellation which idk if its a theory more-so as reading the room and putting the pieces together.

it seems like playmates fault to me on account of the toys being shit and then cancelled outright. like waves of toys ready to go in 2019, none saw the light of day.

obvs a lot of them were shit, not the point. the point being theres up to 6 waves of toys on the table at 2019 toy fair, only 1 and 2 were made. compare to the last toyfair showing the mutant mayhem toys.

playmates made both of these era of toys. do you see how much more effort went into one than the other. you can say movies are more popular blah blah blah. but playmates has made ALL tmnt toys since they ever existed, and comparing the rise toys to even the previous shows toys it seems obvious where they put the money.

anyway my theory here is playmates got told (or given or offered or whatever) mutant mayhem. they immediately went. oh. yeah this will make us money. lets start prepping moulds for this now, lets get ready to sell a shit ton of different stuff. and they just left all those rise things on the cutting room floor. they didnt tell anyone on the team they were gonna do that. they didnt say "yeah it doesnt matter what you do cuz we have this NEW thing coming" they just abandoned it. they pretended theyd give it a chance to come back if their movie went well just to appease them and us, cuz they saw more money elsewhere.

the dumb shit about that is like imagine saying that about like. batman or the avengers or something. yeah we wont make this cartoon anymore cuz we have a theatrical movie coming in 3 years. like. you can have more than one iteration YOU DID IT WITH 12.

truly this is nothing against mutant mayhem by all accounts it looks amazing, my point here is that im sick of playmates fucking over each tv show with their stupid hunks of plastic. it has in fact happened each time, rise was just faster

87 was good, then there were the 90s movies that got popular enough that the show needed to be closer in style to.

03 was good, then it got dark, told to be more fun (cuz kids like ben 10 now) so they made fast forward, which was also good but in its own way, but then tmnt 2007 came out and playmates literally said "nope nope, we want to save on moulds so change your show to look like this movie" then 07 didnt go well cuz warner bros didnt fucking market it (what i heard from a podcast w nolan north was that they were super preoccupied marketing the shit out of 300 at the time. which. ok very weird choice for kids toys)

then we have 2012 after nick buys the franchise. and 12 has the weird tonal dissonance of dark stuff and kid stuff, with the most "designed to be toys" characters in it, clearly messing w things in the show itself while it was going.

then bayverse comes out along side it and once its over we get rise, where the designs clearly take inspiration from that movie (donnie and raph specifically)

then mutant mayhem is announced and rise just. fades out of existence. planned seasons cut and cancelled. planned toys disappear.

anyway. none of those shows are bad. none of the movies that come out along side them are bad. its just the dumbassery of like. not being allowed more than one iteration at a time, and its nOT on account of popularity or brand synchronizing like youd think, its literally to not have to make as many DIFFERENT SHAPED hunks of plastic! its fucking stupid. rise's downfall seems to be POOR FUCKING PLANNING on playmates part for THEIR shitty toys and then also being cheap/unwilling to have TWO DIFFERENT KINDS OF TOYS AT ONCE (proof being the 03/07 thing)

anyway. thats my theory or whatever that fills me with rage. i hate playmates and i think its insane that the downfall of rise literally comes down to two stupid companies and their desire to sell garbage to children.

[themcomicsofficial]

My own Amazing Digital Circus idea.

Since we're aware of the company, C&A the company responsible for creating the video game.

However, I had this idea on my head since it's pilot came out--so I'm going to bring here to you!!!

The origins of C&A:

Our story begins with its founders, Cain Matthews and Abel Middleton the creators of the--what else? The Amazing Digital Circus so here there are origin stories.

Cain Matthews was born on October 1952 in a small town of Massachusetts somewhere near Salem. Growing up, Cain loved going to circuses and dreams one day being or creating one. However, he loved to draw funny characters, when he gets scared he often had his stuffed bunny by his side. What was the bunny's name you may ask?

JAX...

During his childhood he loved to draw himself in a circus with characters which would later become the characters we know in love.

In the late sixties and early seventies he studied Child Psychology during his times at college. However, Cain met a roommate named Abel Middleton who later become his partner and friend later in life.

As the mid seventies to early eighties came around, the two had ideas on what makes a kid happy--Cain want back to his childhood and had this idea, puppets!

Around 1983 they formed C&A it was a small non-profit organization at the start, it was only for children's entertainment. This was before the era of console games, Cain and Abel would perform puppet shows for children. The characters appeared first was Jax, Caine, and Bubble.

As the decade shifted to the nineties, Cain and Abel saw the rise of hand held devices and video game consoles without going to the arcade. Also, in that decade--CGI was blowing up in popularity so the two made a decision WHY so them their work if THEY show their world to them???

In 1994, they shifted their non-profit organization to a video game company where they begin working on their magnum opus.

1996, the two launched The Amazing Digital Circus which became a national phenomenon around the world. Its popularity was so big it had toys, action figures, plushies, pasta, storybooks, coloring books, and audio books! Also, they pitched a children's animated pilot around 1998-99 but it got rejected...

However, not all things have to successful...

As the new millennium rolled around something weird happened...Cain installed a new chip on the virtual headset to make it more into the Y2K craze of that time. It almost seemed like it worked but something went wrong, terribly wrong...

2001-02

There were some new reports of people including children experiencing hallucinations, nightmares of the circus and the characters from it after taking off the headset which sparked a massive controversy toward the two.

Cain said to Abel and to the employees to "shrug it off" however Abel argued that this controversy needed to be taken seriously but that's just the final crack that broke the camel's back. Cain grew more power hungry and aggressive and started carelessly on focusing on money, quantity, he stated he doesn't care about kids like as he was no longer the kind, generous man Abel knew.

2002-03: The final years

C&A started to experience toxic work placement from Caine's attitude, projects were rushed, updates had glitches which made the controversy worse.

However, the FTC sued C&A for intoxicating children and adults with "hallucinogenic substances" in their devices for $2,000,000. Finally, in 2003 the comapny closed down for good...During that year, Digital Circus merchandise were recalled and never to be shown again...

The next year, Caine vanished without a trace without any sightings during that time there were numerous disappearances following the year C&A shut down.

For Abel, he suffered through drug overdose, alcohol addiction as he became a mess, however he started to go through a sober recovery up to now.

Yet, he can still see the characters...

The Amazing Digital Circus is owned by Gooseworx, and GLITCH Productions.

[sabrondabrainrot]

I forget I can just ramble and rant my thoughts!

I try to focus on sharing just my art but I also do writing and try to have a bit of a critical mind when it comes to media I consume.

Now that it has been a few months since I watched all of TMNT 12 I do have some thoughts and opinions and kind of want to just ramble about it before I forget, in an informal manner.

I at first really liked it, it was the second TMNT show I watched after Rise, now that I've been watching the 87 and 03 shows my opinions on 12 did change just a bit but I still do like it!

Literally all the turtles are my son's now. Especially Leonardo (he's blue coded so-). I just think they're so cute and neat!!!

I'm going to put thoughts to spoiler stuff of 12 so if you plan to watch the show then don't click beyond this point!

🐢💙🐢♥️🐢🧡🐢💜

So in the last season of TMNT 12 it kind of feels like all the scrapped ideas or random plots that couldn't be fit into the prior seasons were put in this one? I really like the new op it gives of Cowboy Bebop vibes. The op song change is really nice to because I never really looked the tmnt 12 op song before.

However, the plots feel all over the place? There's a mini ark where they're jumping through time meeting Halloween monsters and then another ark where Mikey defeats Satan? Then we get another really tiring ark that's this implied alternate madmax fury road parody that is honestly so depressing? Donnie is just dead.

Which btw, the show likes killing ppl off for dramatic effect. They killed Master Splinter three times and had Mikey and Donnie get scattered to atoms on two separate occasions. I should also mention Leo was in a coma for 3 months with no IV or anything and he woke up relatively fine.

Anyways, going into the last season and stuff leading up to it... They kind of ended with the 87 turtles and the 12 boys finding new passion and inspiration from teaching the 87 boys. I didn't really vibe with it because it just made the 87s the butt of the joke and made them out to be incompetent silly little guys.

They ARE silly little guys but the thing is they're not incompetent. The 87 boys have done some insanely incredible things even when unarmed. Especially when unarmed. I actually think the angle of finding a new way to help people as a means to end the series on an inspired note is fine, the 87 boys even carried on the will and told Bebop and Rocksteady they can be more than Shredder's mutant henchmen. It is very cute and wholesome. I just think they could have maybe done it differently?

Why not set up for them to teach Chi arts? The turtles of 87 don't have any mystical abilities and it would have been interesting to do a set up like that? There are ways to write the finale without just dumping on the original source.

Focusing back on the ending of 12, we also leave on a seriously alarming note. It's just a big mixed bag. After Master Splinter went to run on the hamster wheel in the sky, Leonardo was handed the reigns of the family. He was told "You're the teacher now Leonardo. You're the father. Look after your brothers" and Splinter then willingly walked into his own death. I think the writers maybe thought this was amazing and inspirational or something but I found it incredibly messed up? We start tmnt 12 on all 4 boys birthday. Meaning Splinter himself considers them all to be the same age. And since the series was running they haven't on screen celebrated a birthday and from the implied weather changes most of the seasons 1-4 seem to take place over just a year??? We don't get a definitive timeline (or I'm a bad audience and didn't notice).

So one can only assume Master Splinter was telling his...15 year old son to be the father to his other 15 year old children.

Why do I bring this up at all? After Leonardo takes over the family and he KILLS shredder they go into this rushed cult demon resurrection arc that culminates in the classic dead walk the earth and Mikey defeats Satan. In this arc we meet a ghost splinter who does not even go to see his kids, he just helps Casey and April. But throughout and the lead up to this we have moments of Leo having conversations with what we can perceive as Sensei's ghost in the dojo.

But the climax of the arc cements splinters ghost has not once visited his son's.

So Leonardo is quite literally having full on conversations, in the dojo for his brothers to hear, with a hallucination of his dead dad. He's coping this way. His family does nothing about this.

Tmnt 2012 has the worst Splinter. He ignored his son's and chose favorites. He told Leonardo to die (season 1 finale). He calls Mikey dumb and insights the others to do it too. He told Raph his anger makes him exactly like Shredder and never elaborates or teaches him how to better work through his issues. And he straight up calls Donnie useless.

None of that is even an exaggeration. Adding context just makes it worse.

Here's a list:

Do you know the turtles are the equivalent of helicopter raised homeschool boys? They've never stepped foot outside of the lair except at the start of ep 1.

They learn ALL of their lessons from old shows and cartoons. The show writers even sometimes use the cartoons to set up the theme of the episodes!

When Leonardo rescues Mikey he pats him on the head to comfort him.

Literally almost all of their ninja weapons have hidden weapons. I love it I wish I saw more of them using them.

Michelangelo is the family chef because somehow none of the rest have any life skills. Not even Splinter (explains so much).

They all have such cute shape language. I love bean pole Donnie, blocky buff Raph, perfect pear Leo, and round freckled Mikey.

They also now have unique eye colors. I love their eyes. Donnie with his big beautiful brown eyes (sometimes they look red). Raph with his acid green stare into your soul eyes, they look like they would glow like mako eyes in ff7. Mikey with bright blue eyes all big and round. And then Leo with the cunning dark blue eyes!

I just want to pinch their cheeks and kiss their foreheads and give them hugs.

Also, Leo is so affectionate to kids and his brothers??? My heart??? Couldn't take it??? He just randomly hugs them?? He had a tea party??? He wore a pink feather boa? The way he just immediately held baby Miwa??? Too good. Too good. He's such a good big bro.

Raph is also such a soft guy. Like yes he's a Butthead that beats up his brothers and takes every single violent urge out on Leo when he's even minorly inconvenienced but he does learn to do better. He helps Leo a lot and he even is there for the others a lot too.

Raphael also does art and seems to like fine arts.

Raph, like Leo, is a resident baby man. He loved tiny helpless creatures. He had a pet turtle he loved with his entire being and then later on adopted a space alien baby turtle that he also loved with his entire being.

I love Donnie in this, his cute little tooth gap, his gentle demeanor, the fact he'd rather be in the lab than training. I feel bad for him tho cause he clearly wants Splinter and Leo's approval with his inventions and efforts but very rarely gets it (Leo is the only one to really praise him and get what he does). He's also a good team player but he has so much stress and no confidence.

Donnie needs a big ol hug.

Mikey is so cute. But he is so weird. Why did they write girly pop collecting underwear. Why did they have him cannibalize a mutant pizza man? They do the most random things with Mikey. I like that he avidly tries cheering ppl up. He tries so hard for his bros. He's just a sweet little guy. I wish they did more with the baby bro.

Mikey should have kept his lightning powers.

They fight a lot but all the brothers love each other. I think they're just stressed and cooped up too much.

I like drama tho it's juicy when they argue.

I read on the wiki that Donnie is supposed to be canon OCD and Mikey canon ADHD and it makes so much sense in the show.

I really like all their voices. I miss Leo's first voice he was so dorky and sweet. The new voice is all sad and serious. Raph sounds perfect. I like Donnie's voice but instead of him always yelling why not have him do the low angry science rant because that's a good time. I like Mikey's voice he sounds like a high pitched beast boy.

But despite the occasionally baffling writing choices of the show I still like it. It's entertaining in the same way as a telenovela or kdrama. They literally have a plot where one of the turtles falls in love with his secret half sister. Something I've seen in telenovelas and kdramas.

2012 tmnt makes a great dogblooded drama.

I think the CGI art can get pretty bad at times but other times it looks great. The music is pretty good and I really like the voice cast. I actually totally see why so many people like this show but I definitely don't think it's the best one. From what I've seen thus far, I think the 2003 TMNT show might actually be a masterpiece. Better than Avatar the Last Airbender levels of masterpiece (not a competition just giving an example of another show I find monumental).

That's it, that's the rant, thanks for reading!

Btw if any one has any good 12 fic recs pls hand them over. I need 12 hurt comfort, or fem Leo, or transfem Leo, or anything introspective, or just anything with a fun plot. Pls I'm dying here send fics.

Thank you :)

[black-arcana]

ARCH ENEMY Plays First Concert With Guitarist JOEY CONCEPCION As Official Member (Video)

Rock'n Videos has uploaded video of ARCH ENEMY's April 24 concert at Musinsa Garage in Seoul, South Korea. The show was the first of ARCH ENEMY's 2024 Asian tour and marked the band's first live appearance in eight months.

Featured songs in video below:

00:00 Deceiver, Deceiver 03:59 The World Is Yours 09:07 Ravenous 12:53 War Eternal 15:22 House Of Mirrors 16:37 My Apocalypse 18:15 The Watcher 19:40 The Eagle Flies Alone 21:36 Handshake With Hell 23:59 Sunset Over The Empire 27:45 As The Pages Burn 32:00 We Will Rise 36:48 Enemy Within 40:23 Burning Angel 44:36 Snow Bound 47:04 Nemesis 51:09 Fields Of Desolation

Last December, ARCH ENEMY announced that it had "amicably" parted ways with longtime guitarist Jeff Loomis.

ARCH ENEMY founder and chief songwriter Michael Amott said in a statement: "It's been a joy having Jeff play with ARCH ENEMY for close to a decade, we truly had a blast touring around the world together! We were friends long before we played music together and we remain even closer buddies now, which feels great. We respect that he's in a place and time in life where he needs to step out of ARCH ENEMY and we all wish him nothing but the best moving forward.

"The only constant is change, and this is one of those moments where things had to change a little to move forward in a satisfactory way for everyone involved. With all that said, we are extremely pleased to announce that we have recruited Joey Concepcion as our new guitarist! Joey's a phenomenal talent and has been a friend of the band for a long time, he even filled in for Jeff on a couple of European festival shows back in 2018.

"We have touring and a myriad of other exciting things coming up on the horizon with ARCH ENEMY for 2024 and beyond and are thrilled to move forward, creating the next chapter and keeping the metal flowing!"

Loomis commented: "My time in ARCH ENEMY has come to an end. I have had a great time (9 years!) of playing and touring with them, but now it's time to enter a new chapter in my life. I wish Alissa, Michael, Sharlee and Daniel the very best and consider them all lifelong friends. I'd also like to thank the crew that have always been nothing but kind to me. Their hard work and dedication towards the band is incredible, and we wouldn't be able to put on the great shows without them. Thank you again for all your support over the years and Happy New Year."

Lastly, Joey Concepcion had the following to say about joining the ARCH ENEMY fold: "It's an honor and a privilege to be working with ARCH ENEMY and I'm very much looking forward to shredding stages across the globe together, playing for and meeting all the fans!"

Jeff, who was the main songwriter in his previous group, NEVERMORE, joined ARCH ENEMY in late 2014, but was not involved in the writing for the latter act's last two albums, 2017's "Will To Power" and 2022's "Deceivers".

In a 2018 interview with All That Shreds, Jeff said that he had "a lot of musical ideas" that he was hoping to contribute to ARCH ENEMY in the future. "I did write three or four songs for ['Will To Power'], but they didn't make it, only because it wasn't in the style that they were looking for," he said. "Fortunately enough, I was able to play guitar solos on the latest album, so that makes me happy."

Seven years ago, Amott said that Loomis is "a strong songwriter" in his own right, "but not in the style of ARCH ENEMY, I feel. He's always writing and recording with his own stuff," he explained. "He has a project called CONQUERING DYSTOPIA, he has his solo stuff, [and] he obviously wrote most of the NEVERMORE stuff. I've always respected him, and continue to respect him, as a guitar player — he's amazing and an amazing human being; he fits in perfectly. [There's] a great chemistry [between us]. But, you know, I've always written most of the music, so it's difficult to… I don't really wanna change the sound of the band too much. The band sort of started around my songwriting and my ideas, and those continue to be the most dominant ones, I guess. But, you know, who knows [what can happen] in the future?"

Loomis's second and latest solo album, 2012's "Plains Of Oblivion" was produced by Aaron Smith (7 HORNS 7 EYES) and featured cover artwork by Colin Marks of Rain Song Design, who had previously worked with ALL SHALL PERISH, THE END and XERATH.

[choco-pudding]

Space Channel 5 Part 2: Sugoku Sugoi Guide Book p. 130-139 (Translations by @lavoszero and myself. Edits and typesetting by myself)

First part of Report 6.

Imgur link to all of the Sugoku Sugoi Guide Book translations we’ve done thus far.

Plain text below.

p. 130 Report 6: Purge's T.V. Special

Location: The Space Arena 01 Person to Rescue, 03 Secret Inputs

The 86,429 kidnapping victims were but tools for harnessing the dance energy necessary to accomplish Purge's ultimate goal: to force the whole galaxy to dance. When we arrived at Purge’s base, preparations to launch the Ballistic Groove Gun and cause a galaxy-wide dance fever had already begun. We must put an end to his treachery!!

-

Lv. 1 Groove 125

Right Left Right Left Right Left Righ- Lef-

p. 131 Travel Guide

The Space Arena · The Arena The Space Arena · The Stage Dance Dimension X Super Ulala Dimension The Space Arena · Over the Arena

-

Lv. 1 Groove 126

Up Down Up Down Up Down Uh- Down-

p. 132

[Purge T.V. Show] Plans

~The Script Left Behind by the Leader of the [Rhythm Rogues Ballistic Groove Gun] Incident ~ Purge carried out "The Whole Galaxy Dances Master Plan" quick and meticulously, with very careful preparation. Unusually, Purge prepared an agent-like sales pitch and storyboards instead of the standard broadcasting script. This isn't too shocking considering that most of the Rhythm Rogues are robots that simply require input commands. Nevertheless, the high quality of this "work" should be appreciated, despite its criminal origins. Here, we present this plan as evidence of the premeditated nature of this crime.

Purge’s Theme All the whole galaxy dances for me Yes, I'll make each one of you very happy I amaze myself! Genius Puuuuurge!

-Lyrics/Composition: Purge

-

Lv. 1 Groove 127

Up Left Up Left Up Left Uh- Lef-

p. 133

Genius The "Purge T.V. Show" logo is drawn in a bold, detailed manner. It seems that Purge crafted his entrance to have boundless amounts of flare. "Wah wah wah (written in an old style)." It's a rushed scribble of an enthusiastically cheering audience; it's equal parts brazen and silly.

Arena After his grand reveal, there's a cut to the arrival of Ulala and her friends, who villainously approach him. Though, they're certainly not that dramatic or malicious in the actual airings. There's text indicating that the others are treated as supporting characters. "…I understand the struggles of manga artists" is written on a page. Is Purge complaining? Or perhaps he means he respects them now.

-

Lv. 1 Groove 128

Righ- Dow- Woof

p. 134

1v1 Stage Battle Some detailed composition notes are written on the board. It is specified that Ulala should "run, then stop exactly at this moment" with "only herself on camera" to look up at Purge as viewed from below. Are these stage directions? Ulala's friends banging on the invisible wall is overemphasized compared to the actual airing for clarity.

Deluxe Guy Tension is high at this point. Purge the Great (or "Deluxe Purge” as he is called here) dramatically rises with tremendous speed. Dance Dimension X (tentatively named the "Dark Dance Dimension") is depicted with dynamic lines.

-

Lv. 1 Groove 129

Right- Uh- Woof

p. 135

Dance Dimension X Melody Then Ulala collapses on the ground. Everything went according to Purge’s plan up to that point… The "loading screen" includes what looks to be Channel 5's logo and staff member bowing? For every step of the show’s production, Purge was thoroughly meticulous.

"What's happening? This isn't what my prompter says!" Purge cried, appalled by those who danced off script. Even prerecorded media, like films, are often subject to uncertainties on the field. Thus, it’s common practice to prepare for such uncertainties. But Purge was a naïve show director, demanding the live broadcast to stick exactly to a script. His childish naivety was on full display.

-

Lv. 1 Groove 130

Lef- Lef- Righ- Righ- Woof Woof

p. 136 The Space Arena · The Arena A

Shooting

Ulala’s Stars: 5

Immediately after arriving at The Arena, we quickly, and literally, kick off our stride with a pair of familiar secret inputs that have been MIA since Report 2… Determined not to fall into Purge’s hand, we shout with no regards to the rhythm. Do you hear us Purge? We'll stop your plans and save everyone! Hah, I can't remember the last time I was this excited.

Jan Jan[2] Jaaan[3]

Welcome to my very own TV Show

1.

       “There is just no stopping it now!” 001 “This is the end of the line!” ⬅ x ⮕ x        “No, I won’t be stopping!” 002 “I’ll end this!” ⮕ x ⬅ x

-

Lv. 1 Groove 131

Lef- Lef- Righ- Righ- Woof Woof

p. 137

2.

       “Everyone dance with me!” 003 “Not gonna happen!” ⮕ ⬅ x        “Now dance, everybody!” 004 “Stop right there, moro-moro!” ⬅ ⮕ x

-

Lv. 1 Groove 132

Lef- Lef- Righ- Righ- Woof Woof

p. 138 The Space Arena · The Arena B

Shooting

Ulala’s Stars: 5 What came next was a barrage of robots to shoot down. Larger groups of robots rained down with each consecutive each wave, all attacking faster than the ones before them. We were all just a few steps away from facing Purge, but once Ulala was on Purge’s stage, the rest of us were locked out by an invisible wall.

3.

005 ⮕ x ⬅ x 006 ⮕ x ⬅ x 007 ⬅ x x ⮕ x x 008 ⬅ x x x ⮕ x x x 009 ⬅ x x x x ⮕ x x x x 010 ⬅ x x x x x ⮕ x x x x x 011 ⬅ x x x ⮕ x x x ⬆ x x

-

Lv. 1 Groove 133

Woof Woof

p. 139

“An invisible wall…”

“Where've you been?”

-

Lv. 1 Groove 134

Woof Woof

[nrrrdgrrrl2002]

My personal rating of Casey Jones’s through the years

Note: each Casey will be ranked both on how much I like them AND how well I think they fit as a Casey, since my opinions on those two things can be VERY different depending on the Casey.

I am excluding:

Mirage Casey since he came first.

03 Casey since I can’t remember him that well.

07 Casey.

And Casey jr from rise cause Cassandra came first and I only wanna do one per version.

Let’s roll!

1987

As a character: 9/10

As a Casey:8/10

I love him. He’s a loon. He’s amazing. He’s terrifying.

87 Casey wasn’t in the show much but when he was, they were some of the best episodes.

I love how one of the tamest Tmnt shows has the most bats••t casey. He signifies some of the core traits any true Casey should have: being nuts. And extreme black and white morality, making him practically an anti hero.

I feel like what really holds him back is lack of episodes he’s in. I feel like because of that, he didn’t get the chance to show us more of his personality.

And maybe they’d be able to show him having other core Casey traits like loyalty and older brother who buys the turtles booze vibes.

Overall. I love him. He needed more screen time though.

1990s

As a character:9/10

As a Casey:10/10

This man is the perfect Casey. Want to make your own Casey Jones and need a good base to start with? Watch these movies.

He’s crazy. He’s badass. He’s sassy. He’s a dumbass. He’s stupidly and hilariously macho. He’s loyal. He’s extreme. He’s a good person at heart. He probably has a body count. He’s definitely bought the turtles beer.

He may not be my favorite Casey, but Elias koteas Casey is THE Casey Jones. One of many great characters the 90s movies gave us.

Idw

Note: I haven’t read past issue 100

As a character:9/10

As a Casey:8/10

This version is so interesting. His relationship with his dad is such a rollercoaster. The identity issues it’s caused him is so compelling. He’s the only modern Casey i really feel is respected as a Character.

This version of raph and Casey’s friendship is probably my favorite. He’s a total older brother to the turtles and I love it.

I really wish they gave him more of a crisis when he took over his purple dragons. Like. His abusive father he doesn’t want to become like led the dragons before him. Even if he’s doing it to help his father figure, splinter, I feel like that’d be a WAY bigger identity crisis for him than it was.

There’s a really good plot you could make with this and I hope they do so in the future. (Psst. Like having Casey’s position being challenged by mutants stronger than him and him resorting to taking mutagen drugs like his dad and it having adverse affects just sayiiiiinggggg)

Also. I know idw is a bit more grounded but I wish they’d make idw casey a bit more bats••t, yknow? Doesn’t have to be 87 levels, just maybe emphasize that his morals are more extreme than the turtles or something.

2012

As a character:10/10

As a Casey:7/10

This is my favorite Casey. Hands down. He is my blorbo.

This version of Casey has SO much potential, I swear. He has a lot of aspects I feel a Casey should have but he was just… SO screwed over by the writing.

I love how nuts he is, I love how empathetic he is, I love how dumb he is, I love how smart he is, I love how loyal he is, I just love this character.

The biggest issue with this Casey, for me, is…

How do I explain it?

It feels like the people who made him did so with a lot of love, passion and care for this character they created.

But the people writing him in the show didn’t care about him at all.

Like if someone who doesn’t like your oc that you love and put a lot of thought into took that oc and inserted them into their story so they could use that character for the hype of introducing that character and to inject drama into their main romance because they didn’t know what else to do to drag it out but once the hype died and that person didn’t want to write the love triangle anymore, they didn’t know what to do with your oc but didn’t want to give the oc back to you so you could write your passion projects for that oc so they force your oc to dance for them when the oc clearly wants to do more.

…. That’s probably a weird analogy but that’s how I feel.

Overall, I love him. He deserved better.

Bay movies

As a character:6/10

As a Casey:4/10

I swear. Only Michael bay could get someone as cool as Stephen amell to play freakin Casey Jones and somehow mess it up.

I know bay making him a cop was probably supposed to be ironic. I get it. I like irony too. But it just felt so… pointless.

Maybe if it played into why he’s a vigilante better? Idk it’s just…

You got ARROW as Casey and you made him boring. How do you do that?

Yeah he had one or two cool fight scenes but I’m a character person and bay Casey just… feels like he’s trying too hard to be an mcu character.

The ONLY reason he sticks out to me is because Stephen amell is a good actor.

There was potential here. Stephen could’ve been great, we KNOW he can from his work on arrow, but this character was written with very little real love or passion for the character of Casey Jones and it sucks.

Stephen deserved a better character to play and we deserved a better Casey.

Rise

As a character:9/10

As a Casey:5/10

I love Cassandra. She is the epitome of wild and the Casey to come closest to matching 87s insanity.

I love the idea of a Casey who started off in a gang against the turtles. It’s an amazing and compelling twist on two of Casey’s core traits: loyalty and black and white morality.

One problem:

I know rises biggest thing was changing things up and I do feel like a lot of their bigger changes work.

But.

When there are already two famous tmnt characters who are known for being being foot clan members, why would you take the character who’s never had a connection to the foot and make them this mystery foot recruit?

It felt out of nowhere and last minute (yeah I know there was foreshadowing)

I think what bugs me so much about this is there was a better option.

Make the purple dragons a gang again (and make the tech gang Donnie fights some other group).

And make Casey a member of the purple dragons.

Casey has always had a strong connection to the purple dragons, it still shakes things up but is also fitting for the character of casey Jones.

Also. Bite the bullet and introduce her as casey Jones. If you’re gonna do the first girl casey, then commit to it. Make her full name casey (whatever middle name) Jones because casey is already a gender neutral name and introduce her as such.

I know the show was cancelled early and I know there was probably behind the scenes bulls••t and we’ll never know what was the writers choice and what was executive meddling but this is goddamn casey Jones. One of the most famous and beloved Tmnt characters.

He/she/they deserve time. They deserve respect. They deserve their own episodes. Their own stories.

And the past 3 versions we’ve had, 2012,Bayverse and rise, haven’t delivered in my opinion. Each one had potential that was squandered.

The franchise may be called Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, but Casey Jones is just as important as the turtles, april and splinter and should be treated as such.

Welp. Here’s to hoping mutant mayhem can give us another great Casey. And that they can give the character the respect they deserve.

For now, we have the wonderful world of fanfiction to give us the content of these amazing characters we want.

That’s all folks.

[terrestrialnoob]

Yeah, so, personally, I don't see Fast Forward or Back to the Sewers as a part of the original TMNT 2003 series. I see them as Sequel Series, kinda like how Avatar: The Legend of Korra is the sequel series to Avatar: The Last Aribender.

Not only do FF and BTTS have different titles, literally everything else was changed too. The writers, directors, primary and secondary animation companies were all changed at some point, with only the production company the same and most of the same voice actors, but that was it. That's less than what Legend of Korra had in common with the Last Airbender. And FF and BTTS were intended to be soft reboots to make the 03 series more profitable and palatable. They weren't making enough new marketable designs for toy sales and the dark tone was making the production company nervous (despite the success of the previous seasons).

(That's the important bit, there's only criticism of FF and BTTS after this.)

The FF and BTTS seasons were extremely fundamentally different: literally having different foundations in style, characterization, and storytelling. Though, the FF designs were really good for the adaptions to more computer animation, unfortunately the characters started their descent into "technically still in character", and there were parts that were actually pretty good, if it had been written by slightly more capable writers. BTTS was when everything really went to shit.

The main series was formatted so that there would be three to five episode arcs with zero-to-two standalone episodes in between. But FF started with two vague overarching story-lines that loosely held the season together with decent pacing towards the resolution of those overarching story-lines with one-off character stories breaking them up and giving us about 60/40 "Oh, that was actually a good character interaction" / "He would not fucking say that". It was really always on the edge of being good, but never actually getting to it. And I might actually put TMNT Fast Forward as a standalone series on par with the quality of the 2012 series.

FF had some pretty interesting ideas the writers just didn't do anything with or were forced to drop. Sho'kanabo was basically the Rise Kraang, just with the major weakness of sunlight disinfecting his victims. He was proper terrifying, infecting, taking over, and controlling his victims. He also made evil clones of the turtles who were like, amazing characters and had so much potential! They were so cool! And Zix was an interesting character concept, a smuggler with grey morality who helped just as much as he harmed? If only he was actually well written, and actually was grey and did just as much good as he did bad instead of just being a bad guy who said "sorry :(" sometimes.

Back To The Sewers on the other hand, was fully bad. Every part individually was bad, there is no evidence anyone working on BTTS had any passion for it whatsoever, which means management unequivocally failed at every turn. The designs were actually bad, the animation was stilted and unnatural, the plot was nonsense, most of the dialog was also nonsense to match, the writing was some of the laziest I've ever seen in the entire franchise, one (or more) character was out of character at least once in every episode, and the villains weren't serious threats (The Shredder got taken out by Mikey on his own. Speaking of... Mikey got a ton more screen time, but he also like, absorbed everyone else's character traits depending on what the plot needed? Like, I think they discovered that Mikey was the audience favorite and just made him the center of the episode no matter if it made sense or not). And on top of that, just like the 87 series, they just had to introduce a new toy or accessory design into every episode, which can be fine - unless there's nothing there to distract from it, no good writing, or animation, or characters draw your attention away from the commercial inside the show. It's so bad.

[maddys-nerd-blog]

TMNT 40th anniversary ask game: 3, 25, 33

HEY!! 😄😄 Thank you for the ask!!!

Hmmmm, well, I guess I’ll go in order for this one!

I got the impression that 1987 was strictly just for a younger demographic so I was really surprised to watch it on a first viewing as an adult and find that, yeah, it’s written for a younger audience, but the dialogue is pretty damn clever! Some of my favorite episodes were ones where the writing and comedy took the main stage and allowed for the actors to pretty much ad-lib! I found it really fun!

2003… oof. Alright. So. This is strictly my opinion and thoughts so please don’t hate me 😂 I had pretty high expectations for this one cuz from what I heard, THIS was the most amazing version. As a person who did catch some of the original airings as a kid when Fast Forward was around during 2007, I thought it was okay. But then I started watching it from the beginning with an adult perspective a few months ago…

Yeah. I’m sorry, this one ain’t for me.

Now don’t get me wrong! There are a few things I did genuinely love! 03’ Donnie and Leo? The best characters in the show. Splinter grew on me after season three and I think he’s really cool. Usagi? Badass, awesome, he’s great. A TON of these episodes were standouts for great reasons. Season One was fantastic and only got better in the third and fourth seasons! But then Season Five happened and that kinda took a downhill turn for me.

I feel like the storytelling really fell flat on its face during the last three seasons. Plus I DESPISE several of the characters from this version— Bishop. Karai. Renet. Honeycutt. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THE ACOLYTES AND THE GODDAMN NINJA TRIBUNAL.

And… ugh. 03’ Mikey is the bane of my existence 😅😂😅😂

It just felt like I had all these high hopes for this one, but after finishing it recently? This version ranks pretty low 😅

2012 on the other hand? Yeah no, THIS ONE IS MY FAVORITE!!! I adore that this was a love letter to the entire franchise as a whole, created BY fans, FOR fans, and every episode was a whirlwind of twists and turns that left my jaw on the floor. It’s also the first version of TMNT to get me to weep 😂 Donatello is a cinnamon roll and needs to be protected cuz THIS POOR THING NEEDS THERAPY.

And Rise is LOADS of fun!!! The animation is amazingly fluid and the character designs really work in the show’s favor! The comedy writing is witty and comes out of left field in the best ways! Leo and Donnie are the highlights for me as always ( ALSO THE BEST FORM OF AUTISTIC REPRESENTATION IN MEDIA ) The only issue I truly have with Rise is Splinter BUT I DONT WANNA RAMBLE ANY FURTHER 🤣🤣🤣

******************

My favorite AUs? Ooooof. OOOOOF THATS A BUNCH! But I’ll try to keep it quick cuz we’ll be here for decades 🤣 SO! In order, my favorite ones are:

@tending-the-hearth’s Turtle Angst AU. It’s one thing for a fanfiction of any kind to move me, but it’s a feat when the writer captures the character of the turtles so well that I can perfectly picture these conversations playing out like they’re canon. Plus, another outstanding feat is if a fellow fanfiction writer can convey the emotional pull of their works to the point to where I was crying, but DAMN, that ‘12 Raph and Mutant Mayhem Splinter conversation MADE ME CRY LIKE A BITCH. I cannot recommend this AU enough if you’re a fan of complex stories that really toy with the multiverse aspect of the franchise in a way that feels true and authentic, and if you wanna get your angsty feels, give this a read!!

@hasello’s Cousin AU is SO WHOLESOME AND SO ADORABLE AND SO SWEET I CANT GET ENOUGH. Their artwork??? Their holiday special???? Their character interactions???? UUUUGH ITS SO GOOD!!! I adore it so much!!!

@tmnt-tychou’s Ninja Turtle Brotherhood AU. DUDE, THIS SLAPS. Her turtle designs are awesome as hell and the mystery hook pulls me in!! This latest update had me so excited for what’s coming next cuz… my god, I CANT WAIT!! It’s truly a treat for all turtle fans cuz of the awesome writing!!

@pebr-writes’s works in general. Like… holy SHIT. Go read their Leonardo Whump series. THE WRITING IS SHAKESPEARE.

@figuringitoutasigoalong has been creating Whumptober stories for the TMNT for a while but DAMN!!! Her works have really given me a kick in the emotional teeth!! Her Donnie-centric one shots and her Little Donnie AU is great!! I can’t help it but god the writing is SO GOOD.

@fabuloustrash05’s 2012 Turtles in the 20’s AU. IM SUCH A SUCKER FOR A VINTAGE SETTING AND THE ROARING 20’S WITH THE 2012 CHARACTERS IS AWESOME AND SO SO SO COOL!!!! Plus, the music selections??? I LOVE jazz, so it’s always a treat when authors incorporate the classic artists in there!! Just… go give this a read please!!

@bluepeachstudios’s Ghost in the Shell AU. I would be remiss if I didn’t even MENTION this incredible story. This is up there as a top tier work of fanfiction; it has everything! Drama, whole family interactions, compelling lore and great comedy sprinkled in, the depths of Ghost’s trauma are interwoven with the world of Rise in a way that feels natural and DEAR LORD PLEASE GIVE HIM A HUG!!!

@baskeigh-ball’s AU!!! I’m such a sucker for one of those ‘the turtles get split up after they get mutated’ stories, BUT WHEN YOU THROW THE MUD DOGS IN AS MAIN PLAYERS??? IM HOOKED FROM THE START.

@daedelweiss’s Life Mission AU. Amazing. Just… everything is so good 😊

***********************

My favorite thing I made for the TMNT? Well I’d have to go with my Robbie Rist piece and my Kevin Eastman art I did! I’m pretty damn proud of those and how they both turned out. I’m not the best artist but I tried my best and used my abilities to the fullest! 😁

Hope this was a fun read!!! Thank you and have a lovely day!! 😊

[constantly-confused-queer]

This, is 2018 Rise April.

Out of all the April's she has the most character and charm and kickassery and comedy and oh my god she is the best.

She's absolutely amazing and my favorite April. She's a teenager like the turtles, I believe she was 17. She wasn't a reporter or had a crush on the turtles and none of the turtles had a crush on her and she wasn't annoying. She eventually in the movie was a vessel for the turtles grandmother....great grandmother? Something like that. Not a vessel in a bad way though, more like her soul needed a body so they just shared April's so the grandma helped April and April helped her.

Her name is Karai. She's honestly my favorite Karai too.

And now we have 2023 April.

Now if you were a true TMNT fan, you wouldn't have a problem with how she looks because she's looked different in every other show and movie and comic ever. But for some reason, they keep comparing her to Megan Fox. Because that's the only other tmnt thing they have seen. Which is stupid.

She looks amazing and she has a sense of humor and her whole design is different but in the best way and looks so cool. I can't wait to meet her.

I mean look. They all look so different.

Oh my god I forgot about 2003 April and 2003 turtles, wow I am out of it.

Here's 03' April

And 2003 turtles. They gain pupils at some point. I've only seen a couple episodes of the 2003 version but I know it gets really good.

A lot of millennials like the 2003 version and watched it all on DVDs.

All in all, the people who hate the new April are absolutely stupid and most likely racist. If you wanna start watching TMNT let me know and I'll let you know which one you should start with to get you hooked :)

But if not, that's totally okay. I'll probably send you a giant thread about Donnie at some point cause he's my favorite.

I've seen a lot about 2018 and 2023 April, I really like those designs. Espically 2018 April. And yes please, what show do I start with? I've run out of things to watch and I could really use something new

[radioladioxfm]

Album Review: Rat Saw God by Wednesday

Release date: April 7, 2023 Genre: Indie rock, Shoegaze, Alternative country, Grunge Runtime: 37:03 'Rat Saw God' rotates through upbeat, sentimental, nostalgic, and furious moods and doesn't let up. If you like Midwest emo, guitar that's one part 90s grunge and one part 70s country, and tales of ODing in parking lots and getting high on Benedryl, go listen now! Rat Saw God is my favorite album of 2023.

About the band

I am glad that Wednesday, a band that hails from the mountains of Asheville, NC, chose to tour mainly in the South. They even kicked off their tour in my home town. Growing up in the South it can be hard to find cool, new bands playing live near you. But recently, I got the fuck out of the South and the only Wednesday show I could attend was in New York City. It sold out long before I knew about it. Bummer.

I got into Wednesday for their single, Feast of Snakes (2022) and later Handsome Man, a song off of their album, Twin Plagues (2021). I was instantly drawn to the angst in lead singer, Karly Hartzman's voice. The way it rises and falls on sustained notes. I've always been a sucker for a unique singing voice. The twangy banjo, grunge distortion, and vivid imagery of their lyrics were irresistible to me.

I've borrowed this review format from Tiktok user, DailyAlbumGuy. He's cool, you should follow him. Without further ado, here's the review.

Standout ⭐ Bull Believer

When I sat down for a first listen, Bull Believer grabbed me by the horns--pun intended. I didn't expect the meandering pace of this 8-minute song to give way to one of the rawest female vocal performances with a reference to Mortal Kombat. This song has earned its place on every "GIRLS SCREAMING" playlist. The buildup to that 6th minute breakdown is *chef's kiss* What a surreal choice to make it the second song on the album. I would've put it later, but hey it got my attention so maybe that means I'm wrong.

After that amazing concert-finale-type song, it picks back up not giving you not a second to recover. The best type of Wednesday song is one where the lyrics sound like a personal story remembered, written down in a journal, and still sitting at the back of your mind. Waiting there for an intimate gathering between friends for a chance to be retold. Rat Saw God is full of those songs.

Catchiest 🦗 Chosen to Deserve

I particularly love the country sound of Chosen to Deserve. To be clear, I don't mean country country. I mean the romantic version of country I have in my head where it's a little raccoon and possum in cowboy outfits sitting around a campfire. Folk country. It's so sweet and dreamy. It's a vulnerable love song. Have you ever felt that you have so many skeletons in your closet that any lover who will have you needs to read your warning label first? "I'm the girl that you have chosen to deserve"

Standout 🔈 Quarry

Quarry makes me picture the faces of folks in my dad's neighborhood in western Massachusetts. The friendships I fostered with kids there every summer break growing up. Running around, overhearing neighborhood gossip. The stories Wednesday songs tells are very rural suburban-core. Setting the scene in towns like Sevierville AKA home of Miss Dolly Parton herself. I really empathize with their desire to talk about the places they grew up with frankness and fondness, even when it's not so glamorous.

"With any writing, I just think I’m impressed with people that are able to describe their own life in a way that captures how original everyone’s life is. It’s harder than you would think to find the things that make you and your life what it is." - Karly Hartzman (source)

My favorite 💜 Bath County

This song is the real reason why I want to talk about this album. It topped my Spotify Wrapped. I listened to this song every time I had a bad day in 2023... which was a lot. This song carried me through it.  I would blast this song in my car to sing along, emphasizing the words bad luck in "Every daughter of god, has a little bad luck sometimes." It's so Midwest emo. I could quote so many lyrics that I love. From the "Sippin' piss colored, bright yellow Fanta" to the "Be my baby 'til my body's in the ground". Guitarist Jake Lenderman (same guy from MJ Lenderman), absolutely shreds too. I adore this song. Bonus points for the not-so-subtle Christian imagery at the start of the song. As a former Catholic, I love a little blasphemy.

[modanisgf]

SWEET BOY / KIM MINJI

☆ summary: in which minji tries to get the attention of the cute mc at an award show. who she’s secretly had a crush on since their trainee days.

☆ pairing: idol!minji x idol!reader

☆ warnings: i don’t watch awards shows very often so don’t call me out on smth wrong 😭, profanity, reader is 03 (a year older than minji), not proofread..

☆ word count: <1k

masterlist

minji adjusted her hair piece a bit, looking straight into the mirror frowning. she hoped this night would go well, her group still being pretty new and for them to be performing was big.

newjeans was also nominated for a couple awards, so it was a huge night for them. minji checked on her members frequently, displaying her mom-like personality towards them.

“are you sure you’re fine hyein? do you need water or anything?” minji says making the maknae sigh.

“i’m perfectly fine minji, i know you’re nervous but i promise everything will be fine.” hyein says.

“sorry, i’m just afraid of what the fans will say about our performance.” minji confesses, relaxing a bit when hanni and danielle come to help reassure her.

“i’m sure the fans will love our performance ji, i mean we worked really hard on it.” hanni says.

“plus you should be excited, you get to see y/n and perform in front of our seniors!” danielle says making minji blush.

“y/n’s here?” minji says making her group roll their eyes.

“we know you knew she was here minji, she never leaves your mind.” hanni teases, receiving a push from minji.

“she does leave my mind, in fact i haven’t talked about her in a while.” minji says, to which haerin perks up.

“two days is a while?” she says, minji sinking into her seat.

“let’s just go tell our manager we’re ready.” minji grumbles, exiting the room while her members follow in suit giggling at the oldest’s behavior.

“hello golden disk awards!” you say into the mic waving to everyone, cheers filling the room.

your mc partner, yeonjun also waved and said hello the cheers rising as you both introduced yourselves.

minji couldn’t help but wish that she was up there with you, she thought you looked amazing that night. you were nothing less than perfect in her eyes. unfortunately she was almost sure you barely knew of her existence, yet she was infatuated with you.

what she didn’t know was that you were actually looking for her in the idol section, as yeonjun was reading out another category. your eyes met and she sent you a small wave to which you waved back as subtly as possible, yeonjun looking at you confused.

“and the winner for song of the year is..” yeonjun begins.

“ditto newjeans!” he finishes, the crowd erupting into cheers you and yeonjun both clapping as well.

newjeans made their way up to the stage and you quietly greeted and congratulated them. minji looked at you with a smile which you returned, your eyes meeting again for a longer time now being interrupted as her group started their speech.

you and yeonjun stood backstage momentarily, the older boy nudging you.

“what was that with minji, do you guys have history?” he asks, making you groan.

“you’re so nosy, she just started smiling at me i guess. so being kind i smiled back.” you say, to which he nods.

“when you two get together in the future tell me first alright?” yeonjun teases you, causing you to roll your eyes.

“just hurry up and get back out there.” you mutter, pushing the boy lightly towards the door.

yeonjun just laughs before heading back out onto the stage, he was happy for you.

the rest of the award show went smoothly, and you and yeonjun quickly made your way into the audience to go reunite with your groups.

“y/n!” eunchae whispers to you, giving you a quick hug.

“i missed you..” she whines, leaning on your shoulder.

smiling you ruffled the younger’s hair a bit, “missed you too.”

you and the rest of your members stood up to leave, eunchae and yunjin clinging to your side as you made your way out.

the two beside you were deep in conversation while you scrolled on your instagram feed, perking up when you noticed the two stop talking.

eunchae tapped your shoulder lightly and pointed you to where they were looking, newjeans was infront of you.

just your luck.

yunjin went to get their attention wanting to talk to her old friend, “hanni!” she called out, said girl turning around.

“hi yunjin!” hanni waved, stopping to talk to you three.

the rest of newjeans followed in suit of her, and you noticed the look of awe hyein was giving you making you smile.

“hi hyein.” you say softly, giving the girl a small wave to which she smiled at.

“hi!” hyein greets back, excitedly.

yunjin and hanni quickly started a conversation to catch up since their trainee days, you and eunchae starting a conversation with the others. kazuha, chaewon and sakura were behind you three chatting quietly.

though the entire time you were focused on minji, the two of you locking eyes every now and then. you noticed she had a paper in her hand, her eyes seemingly bouncing between that and you.

“minji.” you say quietly, trying to make it only possible for her to hear.

“hm?” she replies, obviously nervous.

“what’s with the paper?” you ask, the question making her look away from you, embarrassed.

minji held the paper out for you to take, “it’s my number, text me sometime yeah? i wanna get to know you.” she says boldly, making you blush.

you put the paper in your pocket, securing it safely giving minji a smile.

“thank you, pretty girl. i’ll make sure to text you as soon as i get in the car.” you thanked her, the petname making her blush.

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

the conversation between your members seemed to fizzle out, the interaction unfortunately ending fast. as you said your goodbyes to each other, you took minji’s hand in yours.

you pulled her closer to you, giving her a quick peck on the cheek to which surprised your members.

“see you soon?” you ask to which she nods.

“see you soon.”

the two of you part, minji and her group going up ahead before yours leaving your members to bother you about the interaction.

“y/n what the hell was that?” yunjin asks, in complete shock that you made a move.

you just shrugged, “let’s just go..” you say, in all honesty you didn’t know what that was either. you just hoped word wouldn't get out about that interaction, knowing how nosy dispatch is.

“good luck avoiding dispatch..���

"shut up.."

[etiennekissborlase]

Coinbase Ex-Executive Balaji Exits $1 Million Bitcoin Bet Why?

Coinbase Ex-Executive Balaji Exits $1 Million Bitcoin Bet, Why? https://bitcoinist.com/coinbase-executive-exits-from-bitcoin-bet-quit/ Former Coinbase executive Balaji Srinivasan has exited early from his $1 million Bitcoin bet, leaving many in the crypto community wondering why he called it quits. On March 16, a self-proclaimed Tax enthusiast and Hyperinflation doubter made a tweet disagreeing that the US will enter hyperinflation and he bets $1 million. To make the bet more interesting, Ex-Coinbase executive Balaji replied to Medlock’s tweet and said “I will take that bet.” The terms of the bet were 90 days, however, Balaji was quick to close out on the bet yesterday, about 17 days into the bet. Balaji Exits Bitcoin Bet Early On Tuesday, Balaji announced the early exit of the Bitcoin bet saying “The million-dollar bet is now closed out.” According to Balaji, he settled the bet ahead of time and donated even more than he had committed.  Balaji explained that he gave $1 million to two organizations, including the Bitcoin Core development team at researcher Chaincode Labs, and $500,000 to James Medlock, who won the wager. The former Coinbase executive said the bet’s goal was to demonstrate that fiat currencies like the US dollar are in trouble and that their troubles would push up Bitcoin’s price. Notably, Medlock’s initial bet was that the US will not enter hyperinflation.  However, Balaji was eager to make the bet more about Bitcoin rising to $1 million within 90 days due to the rapid devaluation of the United States Dollar.  At the time Balaji accepted the bet on March 17, Bitcoin’s price was trading at around $28,000. Since then, Bitcoin’s price has only risen by about 10% at most. Aside from the 90 days term, neither Medlock nor Srinivasan disclosed the other terms of the wager. Balaji Srinivasan is a well-known figure in the crypto world. The ex-Coinbase executive in a video titled “I burned a million to tell you they’re printing trillions,” stated that the reason for the bet was to raise the public alarm about issues with US banks, sovereign debt, and other potential economic problems that the state isn’t telling the public about.  He explained that he wanted to show in a provable way that there was something wrong with the economy and that he was doing so at his own expense. Meanwhile, Medlock, in a recent tweet, expressed his amazement that his tweet had turned into a high-stakes bet. He stated that it was just one of those tweets that had popped into his head, and he had sent it in 10 seconds without thinking about it. He also mentioned that he was amazed to think how different his life would be if he had never clicked “Tweet.” Why He Called It Quits The reasons for Srinivasan’s early exit from the bet are unclear. And since he still standing on the sentiment that the US could enter hyperinflation, many in the crypto community are only left with speculation on why he called it quits with the Bitcoin bet. So far, some speculate that Balaji may have had second thoughts about the bet’s terms or the potential risks involved. Others believe that he may have simply wanted to avoid the possibility of losing a substantial sum of money. Regardless of the reasons, Balaji’s early exit has generated significant interest and debate within the crypto community. Meanwhile, Bitcoin (BTC) is yet to make any significant move in the past few days. The top crypto has only ranged between $29,000 to $28,000. Over the past 24 hours, Bitcoin appears to be gearing up for a bullish movement. It has surged by nearly 1% with a market price of $28,250, at the time of writing.  Featured image from Unsplash, Chart from TradingView via Bitcoinist.com https://bitcoinist.com May 03, 2023 at 07:45PM