#sharp dragonfruit

[autistic-partisan]

izumo saki + stimboard

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[mci-writing]

Can I request a senku x fem reader where she goes with the group to the cave instead of magma and her and senku end up cuddling for warmth and senku is all flustered by it.

Gonna slight change this up a little, anon. I kinda sat on this knowing I wanted to write something like it, but never knowing where to take it,,, BUT it's cold outside and season 3 is up to the infiltration arc so Imma have a little bit of fall fun 🥹

Lowkey has the same reader from Bandages in mind tbh but I also like the idea of Senkuu calling his s/o Dragonfruit so-

If you’ve got a couple dollars to spare, here’s my kofi (I am a struggling college student 😳)

By Night in Caves (Ishigami Senkuu x Fem!Reader)

A figure shivers as a sharp wind blows past them. The leaves starting to change shades and the cold breeze in the air are enough indication of the fall season. While most people would probably be snuggled up in their homes under a nice quilt or a huge blanket, (Y/n) was out with Senkuu and searching for God knows what. She could probably ask him what day it was and he'd know to a T, but she'd have to wait until after their current expedition.

She did bring the Stone World equivalent of a light jacket, but the night air was starting to make it a little useless the longer they were out and about. Senkuu isn’t showing it, but she can just tell the air’s starting to get to him too.

It’s just the two of them at the moment, the rest of their ragtag group splitting off to other areas to find what they’re looking for. While Senkuu would typically go off with one of the other generals, Gen was really persistent that he go with (Y/n). It was beyond her understanding why, but she wouldn’t complain about spending alone time with her close friend again.

“Hey, Leek,” She lightly tugs on his sleeve as his crimson eyes stare far ahead, her own (e/c) eyes staring off towards a cave in the near distance. She points towards it once she feels his eyes on her, “Think we should check in for the night? I’m more than positive the others have too with how dark it’s gotten.”

“Think you’re just getting cold, Dragonfruit,” He hums in response, staring at the cave as he thinks it over. He grins at the sight of the many sticks and twigs around the area, tugging (Y/n) along with him as he starts walking in that direction, “I’m sure it won’t hurt to start a fire for a bit though.”

He’s super eager to get there, picking up various rocks, twigs, leaves, and sticks as they get closer. She attempts to help, but he’s moving faster than she can think. It’s almost a little unnerving… Kind of like he thinks this cave will benefit him in some way or something…

“Wait, is the thing we’re looking for in a cave?” (Y/n) asks, turning to Senkuu just as he gets the fire up and running at the edge of the cavern’s opening. He stands and backs away from it, holding his hands out towards it for a little bit before slowly backing away from it.

The fire is a reasonable size, big enough to ward off any animals and let anyone know they’re location if they’re passing by. Senkuu, however, is moving further into the cave. His flashlight is on, catching the twinkles of a few minerals and gems a little further inside. There’s a glint in his ruby eyes, made devious by the smirk on his face, “You can stay by the fire if you want, but I’m gonna scope this area out for a bit.”

She stares at him with a straight face, narrowing her eyes at him as he starts getting more and more visibly excited. She normally wouldn’t mind him doing his science thing to his hearts content, but it’s starting to get late and she really doesn’t want to sit by the fire by herself…

And almost like a gift from God (or a curse from Satan), it starts to rain. And it rains hard.

The fire is out almost immediately and Senkuu freezes in his tracks at the sound. The crack of his neck can be heard as he quickly turns his head towards where (Y/n) is sitting, who has visibly tensed up like a cat at the sudden change of weather. The first clap of thunder has her jumping ten feet in the air, landing a ways away from the cave’s opening and further along inside. She bumps into Senkuu as she lands, the two stumbling to the ground together.

“Well, that’s great,” Senkuu grumbles as he lays on the hard ground, sitting up a little to glare at the cave’s entrance. (Y/n) is more than glad, but she won’t admit to praying on his downfall out loud.

“Maybe it’s for the best… It was getting pretty late,” She settles for, sitting up and glancing around the cave. She then looks down at him, giving him a teasing smirk, “We’ll just have to snuggle for warmth, Leek. Stark naked~”

He’s quiet after that, his face turned far enough away from hers that she can’t read it. After a moment, he looks up at her with the most deadpanned expression he can muster. He doesn’t even humor her with a grin or an inch of a smile, moving his focus to thinking as he stares hard at the rain outside, “We could be here a few hours. While the cave hasn’t hit relatively low temperatures yet, we may actually need to huddle for warmth throughout the night to keep body temperature between us. We shouldn’t need to take our clothes off since we didn’t get wet or anything and we definitely can’t start another fire with all the wet materials outside-”

He continues to ramble off plausible game plans and (Y/n) is unable to keep up after awhile. She rests her chin in her palm, sighing as she lets him finish his little analysis. While he does that, she gets close to him and rests her head on his shoulder before pushing into his space. She gets comfortable, burying her face in his neck and leaning her weight into his body so the two of them fall back to the ground.

(Y/n) wraps her arms around his waist, snuggling into his hold until her body is flush against his. Senkuu’s thinking stops as one of his arms wraps around her out of instinct and pull her closer to his body. A soft flush warms and fills his cheeks as he holds her close, hand pressed flat against her back while his other arm lays out to his side. He looks down at her, hoping the small change in his breathing isn’t obvious as he takes in how close she is.

“Turn your brain off, Senkuu. You said we could be here for hours, right?” (E/c) orbs glance up at him through her eye lashes, a soft pout dancing along her lips, “I’m heading to sleep, so you should too…”

He watches as her breathing begins to soften, reminding him of fond memories in the old world from sleepovers past. He shouldn’t get so worked up, they’ve been closer than this before, but he can’t help but focus on every part of her he’s been struggling to ignore as of late. Things like this keep him from getting jealous of the others, because deep down he knows no one could ever be as comfortable with her as he is.

Even so, he’s still left only admiring her from afar. He’s lucky most of their comrades have picked up on his feelings for her, but he’s got a long way to go before he’s even close to ready to admit his feelings…

Yet… He can revel in moments like this for now, with her in his arms in rare private moments like this. He’s glad the mentalist set this up for him, regardless of the protests from Chrome and the proud look on Ukyo’s face. She doesn’t have to know he wasn’t actually looking for anything, he’ll just wake up before her and grab a few resources from the cave to use as a small diversion. For now, he’ll take advantage of his situation…

He plants a soft kiss on the top of her head, letting himself fall asleep after.

[imminent-danger-came]

Very very sorry for the spam but you are the only person outside of my immediate friend group who enjoys both shadowpeach AND dragonfruit in the very specific way that I do 🛐🛐🛐

Like I am the BIGGESTTTTT believer in aroace swk who has only ever really loved mcq in That Specific Way. Like not romantic but also not completely platonic— he loved him and he loved him in a way he never loved anyone else which is what mattered most. And mcq I see as...idk! Maybe he's aroace too, regardless I think he also loved and only loved swk BECAUSE he was swk. That is all that ever mattered to him. That it was swk. Loyal to a fault; even after swk hurt him so much, even after he hurt swk just as much. (Haha this is just like I'm Your Man by Mitski—)

And I do NOT see them as cutesy or as like a sweet and domestic couple. They are FAR from over their many, many issues and they will always have that bit of toxicity and hurt no matter how much they may hypothetically mellow out bc the ways in which they hurt each other WAS unforgivable. But the thing is, does that even matter? Does it matter if they'll still love each other anyways? If, in the end, all they ever wanted was to be by each others side even as they were covered in each others blood and blinded by their own heartbreak, anger, and hatred. Love. Obsession. Whatever it was that they felt for each other.

I also like,,, even if they somehow hypothetically hot their shit together enough to be a "functioning couple", I do not see them w any of the typical relationship labels like I think mcq would hurl if u called swk his boyfriend, husband, lover, etc like PLEASE I understand not everyone will have the same opinions and ship dynamics and I respect it, but I have a very specific view on their relationship and they are neither romantic or platonic, but a secret third thing. But they are also actually both. Whatever it is, it's love. A love that grew sharp and bent in its intensity when that love festered into a hatred that edged the line of obsession far too many times to ever be "normal" hatred.

Okay I think I've ranted enough. For now. Thankyou very much if u read all of this I have so very many shadowpeach thoughts 🛐

OMG HELLO

You are the only person outside of my immediate friend group who understands shadowpeach the way I do

I could honestly also read Macaque as allo, but no matter what their relationship is so aspec/arospec to me. Like whatever their bond was, it didn't matter because they had each other. Until they didn't. Until they knew their relationship was one of hatred. Until it was somehow even more complicated.

What drives me crazier is at this point, they would both choose MK over each other. It's pretty clear that Macaque expected Wukong to sacrifice himself in MK's place v ("He needs to know it's not all on him" "It doesn't always have to be you!" "Get the kid you idiot" "Wukong..."), because that was what he was willing to loose. He had already lost Wukong before, but MK? He's someone neither Macaque or Wukong could bear leaving them (the way they left each other). Like s5 committed so hard in the run motif ("You're the one always running off!"), and MK has been set up to be the one to leave Wukong since like s2.

It's also rare for me to run into another dragonfruit fan!! Tbh it is kinda just the text, but I find them so interesting. Like what if Mei handled the worst parts of Red Son better than he ever did. What if their mentor/mentee dynamic parallels MK and Macaque ("You don't use a weapon, you ARE a weapon! - "Don't use the flame Mei..." "Be the flame!"). What if Red Son knew Mei would stop at nothing to free his parents, the way he stopped at nothing to free her.

But also, what if Red Son was Mei's silly rabbit.

I know some people despise 5x05, but the truth is that Red Son has always been a support character to Mei. Even in AHiB, Mei and Red Son are often singled out together (ilu Mei saving MK and "I'll handle this" scenes). It's more obvious in 1x06 or 1x08, where Mei and Red are both racers and, of course, "Red flames are cool! Want to see some green ones?". RoTSQ focuses entirely on Mei and Red Son's relationship, which is continued into 3x06 and beyond.

Thank you for the rant it was a good read!

[theblasianwitch]

Easiest Plants to Grow

Based on my experience

TOMATOES: So long as it's not ones that have been introduced to the cold, you can literally take the seeds out (goop and all) and put it in soil, lightly cover with dirt, water and leave it. As it grows you will pretty much need to water it every other day but they're very good at letting you know. As soon as the leaves droop or curl a bit, water them and they'll be good again in an hour or so.

CATNIP: It just.... keeps... growing... and it multiplies.... easily. It should be the rabbits of the plant world. I find I prone the parent plant almost every other week because of how fast it grows. Some cuttings I place in water and they form roots in just a couple days. I still have the parent plant and now five babies from it. My plan is for a cat garden hopefully soon.

PEPPER: Similar to tomatoes, keep out of the cold, take the seeds inside and just plant it. Mine is 3 feet tall already after just a couple monthes.

These next ones take some before prep but once you do it they pretty much got it handled.

LEMON: To plant a lemon you do have to peel the seeds (thus may apply to all citrus fruits but I haven't found a lot of seeds in oranges and grapefruits yet to try). Once again, keep from cold, take out the seeds, and... peel them. This takes time and a careful hand. I use a sharp knife and lightly slice a line in the the seed and lift the outer layer up to peel it completely. It will be slippery at first and then a smooth hard seed inside. Those are what you plant. Once planted they germinate and sprout using various germination methods and grow and a steady rate. I currently have three saplings and a container of pre peeled seeds

DRAGONFRUIT: I was quite surprised by this one. I have neglected these seeds quite often and yet they're still going. I got the seeds by slicing the dragonfruit and putting it between paper towels and gentle smushing and rubbing it between them. The seeds separate on the paper and from there you can honestly leave them in the paper towel with a little water to germinate before planting. They grow like little cacti at first which is probably why they survive so long despite my forgetfulness to water them

Will let yall know if I learn more. Everything was planted indoors in rooms with large windows for light, nothing is outdoors at the moment.

[foreststarflaime]

What to feed a baby dragon?

.. he just keep trying eat a chair leg.....

(If this is the same “dragonslayer” anon. HA I warned you didn’t I? Going around slaying dragons comes with consequences aka child support. Good luck with that o7)

Aww yeah the little guy’s probably just teething! They like to have something they can also burn to a crisp afterwards when they’re doing that. If they’re of the firebreathing variety. Sorry that chair is his now

As for food. If you’ve ever seen baby birds being fed, especially those of the bird of prey variety—it’s like that! I highly suggest using tweezers or something to dangle the small bits of meat though, those teeth are sharp. Also for a treat—dragonfruit was named that for a reason. He’ll love it. The cold feels good on those growing teeth!

I would also suggest moving any shiny or interesting-looking household items to another location temporarily if you don’t want to permanently lose possession of them. Hiding them will only make him want them more, dragons love a good puzzle

[dragon-fics]

Sunlight (Sunny x Rain-Sea OC - Dewdrop)

Chapter summary: Dewdrop has always been a mysterious dragon, and since meeting, Sunny has found herself drawn to her

Warnings: don't think anything apply

Fandom: Wings of Fire

Relationships: Sunny/Dewdrop (OC)

Characters: Sunny, Dewdrop Mentions of: Thorn and Stonemover, new ocs to be written soon

Tags: wlw, f/f romance, soft, fluff, sfw, spy x princess, sunshine x sunshine-lover, titled after a song

word count: 2700

Song: Sunlight - Hozier

Note: Takes place after book 5. So far, Dewdrop met the DoD when she was a spy in the Sky Kingdom. She didn’t really interfere with the DoD, just followed and helped where she could. Her main contribution was following Sunny after she’d been kidnapped and chose to fly to the Scorpion Den/followed her through the events of book 5. when they met Stonemover, Dewdrop said a few words to help convince to get off his depressed ass. while he and Thorn don’t get back together, they have an okay relationship and Stonie teaches/helps out at JMA. I headcanon Sunny as an ace lesbian that goes by she/they pronouns, so I’m experimenting here with it. I do apologise for how broken and janky these two pieces are, but these are more for myself. (also hozier is a mud-sky hybrid in this someone may hate me for that)

Sunny had never been to such a celebration.

The castle was alive with dragons and chatter and dozens, if not hundreds, of carved pumpkins. She looked around at all the faces. Compared to the battle of the Eye of Onyx, this was a relatively small meet up. But it was hardly small for what Sunny knew.

This was so incredibly different to how they’d spent most of their life; dreary grey walls, damp stone… Kestrel. It was the complete opposite. It was so warm and cheery, and her mother was right at the heart of it.

Sunny could see her in the centre of the foyer, chatting with a group of councillors, leaders of SandWing towns all throughout the desert. Each one was adorned with various trinkets and faces shaded with coloured veils. It looked so wonderful! It made her wings flutter with excitement.

In the air hung the warm and stinging scents of spices mixed with the fruitiness of the drinks and candles in the pumpkins. Sunny had never smelled so much, and it was wonderful.

It was all so overwhelming. The sights and smells took over the entire castle, even up on the balcony overlooking the full foyer. There was more breathing room up there, with some chatting dragons sipping dragonfruit punch. Unlike the ones below, they were scarred and sharp-eyed, watching the queen and her more mannered guests. Six-Claws had said they were Outclaws, welcomed with open wings to the castle and, of course, the party.

Sunny’s gaze was locked on the open dining room though, the most focused it had been all night. She was starving, and a few dragons seemed to be lingering in there now. She fiddled with the emerald dangling from her gold necklace. This might be their only chance to eat before the next phase of the party. Her mother had invited performers, a travelling circus that was known for recruiting in the Scorpion Den and moving from the most northern corner of the Sky Kingdom to the Kingdom of the Sea’s islands. Thorn was so excited about their visit, recalling so many memories from the tricks and flips the RainWings performed, the fire-play of the Firescales, and the swift ice-sculpting of the IceWings. And now they had a recruit, a singer gaining quite a bit of popularity.

Sunny has seen many things while flying over Pyrrhia, and this circus seemed to be highly anticipated by even the most senior of Outclaws. Whatever it was about these performers, they were beloved.

And the crowd would be big. The stage would be in the foyer, the centre of the party. Everyone would be watching, from the balcony and staircase to the windows overlooking from the library.

And of course, the dining room would be full to the brim, the nearest room to the performance.

“It’s quite the party, isn’t it?” It was a sweet voice, but careful with her wording. How long had it been since Sunny had heard it?

A smile possessed her before she could even think. “Dewdrop! What brings you here?” She found herself hugging her, and Dewdrop’s webbed talons gently patted her back.

“Oh, I’m here on business. Did Th—Queen Thorn not tell you?”

It was a quick hug, and Sunny took the opportunity to look her over. Dewdrop had dressed herself in deep purple scales with marigold SeaWing markings and wings, so different to what Sunny had seen her in before. Usually, she matched the dragons and environment around her. This was bold, like her quick comments and confidence.

Sunny took a moment to hear what she said. “No?” but they panicked. Had Mother mentioned anything about outside help?

Dewdrop gave her a reassuring look. “You’ve been busy with Jade Mountain, of course. Thorn asked me to come and help sort out any of Oasis’s messages and plots that were left around, and with the letter-room. trying to sort those letters out has been a pain!” she sighed but smiled. “It’s paying well, so I can pay my own help well.”

“Help?” Sunny questioned.

Dewdrop nodded and started to walk down the stairs. Sunny couldn’t leave the conversation now. “Some former Talons of Peace. Nautilus left them high and dry.” She slipped in between a group of chatting dragons, leading Sunny into the bustling foyer. “Most split and went home, either apologised to their queens, snuck back into society or just settled in places like Possibility. A few are so used to the spying and keeping tabs on the world that they want to keep it up.” They walked toward the dining hall, Sunny walking beside Dewdrop as she spread her wings to nudge dragons aside and guide a clear path through. Even when not knowing or seeing her, they obeyed. “And I know no different, so I figured we’d stick together. Got some MudWings, a SandWing, SeaWing, IceWing, oh, and one of those NightWing brothers we met.” As she talked, she gestured a wing to each: a gathering of MudWings by the entrance; a beige SandWing with a black zig-zag pattern, sail and neckerchief in the corner, shuffling a deck of cards; a near-white SeaWing lingered by the punchbowl, an octopus on her shoulder, and a lilac IceWing stood beside her. The NightWing Sunny couldn’t see, but Dewdrop gestured to the balcony.

“Some are part of the show tonight, and we might be gaining a couple of recruits in a few days. They’re on the branch about things.” She extended a talon to grab a fruit kabab and bit off the strawberry at the top. “You should try one.”

Sunny looked at the bowl. It was the most colourful spread she’d ever seen. Strawberry, three types of melon, kiwi and dragonfruit were held together on a skewer. It looked so fresh. They smiled and grabbed on.

Dewdrop offered them a plate, which Sunny gratefully took. “You sound like you’re doing well.”

Dewdrop swayed her head either side in a not really way. “There have been better operations. We’re happy, I suppose. The NightWing gets things done fast. Fennec has always been reliable.” She bit off some cantaloupe. “How’s Jade Mountain Academy coming along?”

Sunny hummed. “Steady. Father is helping with the caves and making the tunnels more homely. I think he’s enjoying it.”

Dewdrop led them over to a couple of spare seats in the corner. The burgundy velvet went well with the themes of orange and black throughout. “That’s good. I’m glad we got Stonie out of that cave. Make himself useful for a cause he believes in.” She wrapped her long, thin tail around herself. Finally getting a good looked at it, Sunny noticed it was shorter than the average RainWing, and thicker too. But she’d seen Dewdrop swing and glide between trees in the rainforest. The length clearly didn’t limit her.

“What about the students? Have the queens accepted the idea?” Dewdrop’s gaze scanned the room, cold blue eyes watching every dragon, every entrance, and every shadow. She’d done that since they’d met in Scarlet’s Palace and, Sunny presumed, since she had hatched.

Sunny nodded, turning the skewer in their talon. “So far, Mother, Queen Ruby, Queen Moorhen and Glory—of course—have accepted. Queen Coral is very on the dunes about it—” she really liked that phrase, “—and Queen Glacier hasn’t come back yet. I think there’s some hunting season right now.”

Dewdrop’s gaze was anchored on her again. Not in an uncomfortable way, just a listening way. “I take it Anemone wishes to go?”

Sunny nodded again. “Of course. The Princess is eager to get a look on the world now that the war is over, and she has Tsunami of course. And Princess Auklet is okay, and the statue taken care of.”

She had a cube of watermelon this time. “A hard choice to make for her, then. Her daughters are just safe. Is she willing to trust one in someone else’s care? Tsunami will have to put everything into convincing her.”

Sunny absentmindedly mimicked her. “You talk like you’ve heard all our meetings and read all the messages.”

A smirk rose to Dewdrops face. “Maybe I have.” She raised a wing in a shrug.

“You wouldn’t spy on a queen!” Sunny hushed her voice, but Dewdrop’s grin reminded her of who she was talking to.

“I always have. I gave Scarlet anxiety, I’m pretty sure. Even popped in to see Ruby last week. She’s doing very well for herself, despite not fixing the broken sky-door.”

Sunny tried not to pull a face. “You really do know everything.”

Dewdrop hummed. “Not really. Just about every dragon worth knowing. Can’t say I know everything, though. So many mysteries fill Pyrrhia.”

“Such as?”

Dewdrop swayed her head again. “Like if you’ll join me for a dance, Princess Sunny?” she offered a slim webbed talon to Sunny.

Sunny found themself frozen, face heating up. She knew if she was a RainWing she’d be completely pink, like Jambu. They looked away, flustered, heart picking up a pace. She put down the plate, talons feeling ready to fail. Did she just ask that? This cool, elite, expert spy just ask her for a dance?

Dewdrop slowly lowered her talon, but Sunny placed hers in Dewdrop’s before it got too far. “I’d love to.” They smiled, cheeks burning and scales tingling in excitement.

Yellow splashes rose to Dewdrop’s cheek, forehead and jaw. “Great.” As her talon wrapped around Sunny’s, the highly anticipated singer appeared on stage. A MudWing-SkyWing hybrid rose to the stage, brown scales shining in the warm light as the band behind him started a thumping, steady rhythm.

Dewdrop brought Sunny to an open spot by the stage as the crowd stilled and watched the stage come to life.

“I would shun the light…”

Sunny, despite their notability among the dragons of Pyrrhia, had never actually had such eyes on them before, even having held the Eye of Onyx and given it to their mother. She had never been in such an enclosed space, watched by so many.

She looked at Dewdrop, whose gaze was set on her with softness as she moved around the dance floor with her, the singer accompanying them as the performers danced beside them. It was all so mesmerizing. The lights, Dewdrop’s gaze and dance, the music, the faces watching them, the dancers on stage… Dewdrop.

Sunny’s heart thumped faster. They hadn’t even noticed that they were dancing with Dewdrop, faces close, talons dodging each other.

Dewdrop’s scales changed in waves of pink and yellow with the music. “You’re quite the dancer, Princess Sunny.” She smiled, blue eyes catching the pink light.

Sunny copied Dewdrop as she curved her body in a loose spiral, faces at the centre and bodies curved out. “Oh, stop with that!” they giggled softly in embarrassment. “You’ve known me since before I was a princess! Sunny is fine. Perfect actually.”

A smirk formed on Dewdrop’s face. “What about Sunlight?”

The word echoed behind her, the singer repeating it twice in a sweet harmony.

Sunny nodded after a moment. “Sure.”

“And Sunflower?”

“It’s pretty.”

“Sunshine?”

That one took Sunny by surprise. That clearly held more value than the song name and sunflower. Sunshine was vital to a RainWing’s life. “I-If you like?” they stammered.

Dewdrop's face was unreadable as a light came from behind her, hiding her expression. “I think it suits you,” she said after a moment.

*~*~*~*

The weather at Jade Mountain was always breezy. Rain, hail or shine, there was a wind to accompany it.

Sunny liked it, especially because of the bamboo wind chimes. Dewdrop had brought them as an “office-warming” gift a few weeks prior. The hollow thudding was comforting throughout the day, as she worked and planned and ate. Even Clay and Stonemover had complimented them when they came to talk to her.

She hoped Dewdrop knew how much they liked them.

Sunny would often spend her evening watching them, listing to their song as she put seeds out for the birds—another thing Dewdrop had given her. They weren’t a sloth or Scavenger, but they were nice. Maybe one day they’d be comfortable in her presence.

“Is the view nice, Sunshine?”

Sunny lifted their head, seeing Dewdrop by the entrance of her office, holding a steaming terracotta cup. She couldn’t help but smile. “Dewie!”

She had taken on a more permanent colour since they’d started talking at the party. Dewdrop had adopted a pink body and orange back and shoulder scales. The belly was a pale pink and her ruff and fins a pastel orange. Her SeaWing markings were never the same. Some days they were blue like her father’s, other days were white. This time, she was trying an orange to match her scales. When they’d first met, Dewdrop seemed to be a SkyWing, her frill and fins carefully hidden and pinned down, or she blended in with the forest, looking like a gathering of leaves.

Sunny liked it.

Dewdrop stepped closer using her wings as front talons, moving her gaze to the window. “You have some friends. The SkyWings will be jealous, you’re outdoing their bird care.”

Sunny laughed; eyes fixed on Dewdrop. “Oh hardly. I’m just an amateur.”

Dewdrop settled beside her and offered Sunny the warm terracotta cup. As soon as it was cradled in her talons, Sunny was wrapped in the scent of cinnamon. It reminded them of their mother. “How’d I do?”

Sunny smiled. “Excellent. You’ve perfected the recipe.” She took a first sip, the milk warming her soul and scales, the spice easing her thoughts. Her wings drooped and her neck eased.

She thought she saw yellow blotch on Dewdrop’s muzzle, but when she turned to face her, there was nothing. “How’s the academy coming along?”

Sunny sighed; their head leaned on Dewdrop’s neck. It was shorter than a typical RainWing’s but so strong. “Stressful. I’m worried about who we are inviting to the school. A last-minute request came in from a SandWing. No one knows anything about her, though.” She sipped her milk. “Tsunami is uninterested. She’s just delighted Anemone is coming. And Clay is fixed on everyone being comfortable.”

Dewdrop let them talk, and after a moment, she hummed. “Maybe I can find out about her. What has you so concerned?”

“She’s so���” Sunny tried to find the best—nicest word to explain, “old. She’s over twice my age. Close to Mother’s, actually. She’s really pushing too. I don’t want to refuse just because of age. Anemone is only two after all.” She lifted her head to look at Dewdrop, only now realising what she’d done. Heat rushed to her face. Where her head had rested was a yellow patch of scale that was now fading.

Dewdrop wavered her head. “I’ll look into it for you. Most of your students are younger than you. Why would she want to be here? I’ll find her. Tell me her name and anything you have on her.”

Sunny reached for their desk, giving their cup to Dewdrop and grabbing the list of names and a form from the drawer. “This is her. Her form even… lacks enthusiasm. Especially when compared to the others.” She gave the paper to Dewdrop, and she exchanged them for the cup.

Dewdrop read through everything. “Not a good actress,” she said after a few moments.

Sunny tilted their head, stepping closer. “You think she’s acting?”

She nodded, looking at Sunny. “Oh absolutely. She wants something. I’ll look in to her. No charge.”

Sunny sipped her milk, Dewdrop’s tail touching hers. “That’s good. I have nothing to offer.”

Dewdrop tilted her head. “Not even a date, Sunshine?”

Sunny faltered. “What kind?” Did she even have time for that? The school was nowhere near ready, and she was in charge of the papers!

She shrugged. “Picnic at the Winding Tail River? I’ll provide the food. Tomorrow at noon?”

Sunny barely considered it before nodding. “Only if you stay birdwatching with me.”

“We have a deal, Sunshine.” She wrapped a wing under Sunny’s to pull her close. Sunny leaned on her again, her own wing wrapping around Dewdrop, yellow spreading over her body with pink lingering on her chest.

[hexereius]

» Aurora "Rory" Morningstar id pack «

Names:

Aura, Auria, Aubrey, Avery, Asher, Ava, Arias, Amelia, Abigail, Athena, Ariel --- Cory / Corey, Cora, Charlotte / Charlette, Charlie / Charley, Carlotta / Carlota

Dawn, Dahlia / Dalia, Dorian / Dorien --- Felicity, Felicia, Feather --- Herper, Hallie, Hazel, Hybrid

Ivy, Isabel / Isabelle, Isabela / Isabella --- Kori, Kyrie, Karlotte, Kitti / Kitty / Kittie, Katie / Katy --- Luna, Lottie, Lotte, Lola, Lotta, Layla

Maeve, Mia, Merida, Miranda --- Nora, Nory / Nori --- Parker, Penelope, Paisley

Quinn --- Rowan, Riley / Rylie / Rylee, Ronnie, Renée, Rosie, River, Reece / Reese, Romilly, Rhys

Scarlet / Scarlett / Skarlet --- Tori --- Violet --- Wren, Willow

1st p prns:

I / me / my / mine / myself

Ai / aure / aury / aurorine (aurine) / auroraself

Hi / he / holy / holine / holyself

Pi / punke / punky / punkine / punkself

Ri / rocke / rocky / rockine / rockself

Ri / rore / rory / rorine / roryself

Wi / winge / wingy / wingine / wingself

2nd p prns:

You / your / yours / yourself

Aou / Aur / aurs / aurself

Ho / holier / holiers / holierself

Po / punker / punkers / punkerself

Ro / rocker / rockers / rockerself

Ro / rore / rores / rorself

Wo / winger / wingers / wingerself

3rn p prns:

They / them / theirs / themself

Aur / rora, Aur / ora, auro / ra, au / rora, aurora / Aurora's, aurora / Rory

Ho / holy, holy / holys, holy / being, half / human, hybrid / hybrids

Pu / punk, punk / punks, punk / rock, punk / rocker

Ro / rock, ro / ck, rock / rocks, rock / roll, rock / star

Ro / ry, ro / Rory, ror / ry, Rory / Rory's

Wi / ng, wi / wing, wing / wings

Titles:

The child of Lucifer, the half human, with winged human, the holy human

(prn) who is punk rock, (prn) who has red wings, (prn) who has sharp feathers

Coinings:

AgerePunk - Anarchogender - APAB --- ButchPunk --- ContraPunk

Dragonfruit --- FauxAngelic

HeresyPunk --- Intersex Lesboy

ParaPunk - Punk Rankesque - PunkCreation

SlasherBun --- TrenderPunk - TransAngel

Requested by @sanguinaryfreaks

Tagging: @hewasanamericangirl and @the-church-of-strabismus

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[magnoliaschnolia]

Regional Tropius!

I emerge from my cave of procrastination to present to you my favorite pngs before turning over and decomposing with a singular egg deep inside of my skull, set to hatch a perfect copy of myself which will mature to repeat the cycle by tomorrow.

Obvious design is obvious: I made the dragon with fruit into a dragon/fruit type dragonfruit.

This guy is actually made to be based off of bomber jets, with the dragonfruit on its butt and wings acting similar to a bombardier beetle, combining chemicals inside to ignite and propel the Tropius forward through the air. The dragonfruit on its wings can also be detached mid-flight, firing like missiles towards anything on the ground, where they explode into sharp seed-shrapnel that rapidly grows into restricting vines, preventing anything hit by them from moving until they starve, serving as fresh fertilizer for the seed-shrapnel to grow into full fruit trees, a Gändvitan Tropius's favorite food.

Mildly related but I always thought that bombardier beetle fluids always looked weirdly appetizing, like that sour spray that you'd get during local football games for a dollar or two.

I know it's not and probably tastes like turpentine and wet garbage but a girl can dream.

[camshaft22]

Ok, so, I'm going to do my best to do this justice. Because I really enjoy Red Bull but it's going to be very subjective. Like, I know you're working some stuff out but don't actually kill me after this. Or do. I'm not your boss.

Red Bull Summer: I don't actually know what Curuba/Elderflower tastes like in general but like, this is really fantastic. I kind of feel like this isn't that but go off. It tastes really light. It nails the flower aspect.

Red Bull Red: Ok, so, obviously I'm talking about the new Red and not the old. I'll get to that one. So it's a heavy tasting watermelon. Extremely good, one of my favorites. Watermelon in general is usually bright and this is too but it's definitely heavy. A pleasure to drink. Sugar Free version is actually top tier and the only thing that's different is the after taste.

Old version: This one was ok but not great. The cranberry was a bit too sour and it was sickeningly sweet. I know you didn't bring that but like, just so you know.

Red Bull Sea Blue: This is one of my favorites. I don't know what it is other than vaguely berry. But it's exceptional. I'm glad it's on a mostly permanent rotation.

Red Bull Amber: Strawberry Apricot with a bit of Peach. It's pretty heavy and sweet. But not in a bad way. It's bright and pops. I love this one and drink it a lot. The only thing that I do have to say is that it's like... the lesser Peach Edition.

Red Bull Peach Edition: Exceptional. The superior stone fruit Red Bull. So outstandingly good. Bright, sweet, not too heavy.

Red Bull Coconut Edition: Ok, so it's coconut berry? But you get berry then an aftertaste of coconut. Everyone wants a White energy drink but this doesn't do it like Monster. It's good but only.

Red Bull Green: This is the shit. Dragonfruit is amazing and I absolutely bartered my time and effort for this drink. It's sharp and tastes like you made excellent choices.

Red Bull Blue: It's a bit heavy and not one I enjoy very much. It's fine. It's just fine.

Red Bull Yellow: I've never drank this. Next!

Red Bull: Nasty. Don't it, hoe.

Red Bull Sugar Free: Nastier. Somehow. Don't do this even more, hoe.

Red Bull Zero: I've only seen this like once in real life. But like, don't. Do not.

darling, wake up— shhh, it’s just me. i have purchased every available flavor of redbull. you are going to try all of them and explain to me in detail each flavor profile. sit up, now. let us begin with the curuba elderflower. it’s new for the summer

[vapehk1]

Top 10 Raz Flavors

There are many Raz Flavors options available there is no reason to have a hard time deciding which need to buy and taste. To make the process simpler for you, we've put together a meticulous selection of the top 10 Raz vape flavours that we're sure you'll be amazed by. 1. Dragon Fruit Lemonade Dragon Fruit Lemonade tastes as if you're eating the ripeest dragon fruit you can get. The sweetness isn't overwhelming the Dragon Fruit Lemonade is rather subtle and honeyed. As the dragonfruit steals the spotlight, the sharp taste of fresh lemonade emerges. 2. Crushed Berries The juicy blueberries, the plump strawberries, and the tart raspberries mix to create a vibrant dance offering a sweet and refreshing taste that's not too strong and is full of summery flavours. This is an expertly designed harmony in which every fruit can contribute without overpowering other fruits. 3. Frozen Strawberry Make up yourself for the first explosion of cold intensity. It's more than cool. it's a brain freeze that's in the form of a bottle. It's like drinking a freshly cut ice cube, covered in deliciously juicy strawberries. The cold shock is the catalyst for the savour of fresh strawberries. 4. Miami Mint Miami Mint is a gateway to a thriving beach town that is awash in cool mint and tropical heat. Think about the sensation of sea air accompanied by the fresh scent of mint, or the refreshing sound that stimulates your senses and takes you to the sun-kissed beaches. 5. Watermelon Ice It's like shooting into a pool of watermelon flavour on the hottest day of the year. It's like a bite into the most delicious watermelon you've ever imagined. The menthol accentuates the sweetness of watermelon without overwhelming it. The watermelon is a fantastic base for coolness to play with. 6. Cactus Jack The Cactus Jack offers a way into the stark, but rejuvenating landscapes in which sweet cactus fruits meet exciting beverage ideas. The first puffs of the Cactus Jack can be astonishment. 7. Hawaii Sunset Its initial puff roars out like the sun's rays crashing over your fruit. Imagine gnashing your teeth into a juicy mango and its scrumptious flesh filled with the scent of passionfruit and pineapple, each competing to catch your interest in lively music from the tropical lands. 8. Polar Ice The flavour of Polar Ice is desirable defined as a dive deep into the freezing waters in the Arctic Circle, where crisp mint dances along with a hint of sweetness that leaves your body refreshed and renewed. 9. Nightcrawler NightCrawler is much more than the flavour of a vape, it will transport you to a neon-lit nighttime candy shop in which juicy berries and chewy treats dance beneath an enchanted veil of sour delight. 10. Mango Colada The drink is like a trip to a beach-side bar where the scrumptious mango and coconut move in harmony, taking your taste buds to the paradise of each puff. Conclusion We also discussed different flavors that are unique in their manners like Mango Colada, Polar Ice, Watermelon Ice, and Frozen Strawberry. All of them acted as a spokesperson for each of their own. It is possible to purchase them now on their site, and all of that said, which ones are you planning to get in the first place? Read the full article

[nciwch]

Chef of the Week: Ben

It was a busy, busy week with our Winter Party, Gallery Night and caroling for our community. And it was the last school day before Winter Break. So everyone was distracted and excited and evn a bit tired . BUT NOT BEN! He as single-minded in his purpose. He started with balling the melon. He laughed out in delight at the whole process and loved the melon balls. Then the strawberries came next. They were culled, halved and then quartered. "Wow, Ms Deepa," he exclaimed,"I'm being so mindful of my fingers with this sharp knife." He was indeed. He needed help peeling the kiwi fruit and the dragonfruit. But presented with these peeled fruit, he proceeded to cice the fruit with great speed and efficiency. Every once in a whike he would look up from his cutting board to check how his friends were doing getting ready for the outdoors. He was reassured that however long he took he would be able to join in the caroling. "That's good," he sais, "because singing is my favorite thing to do. " Once the fruit was all cut, he gently stirred it, stepped back and looked at it and gave it a few more stirs.And it was ready. The salad had a lovely variety of colors that brought Spring to mind - it seemed appropriate too, given that it was a really warm December morning. His classmates loved the unusual salad and thanked him for adding dragonfruit - which we all know is a magical fruit!

[tempest-toss]

Have you tried Dragonfruit? Such a beautiful color, delicious flavor, and a sharp exterior.

You seem pretty fruity ol chap

Hah! Well I do enjoy myself a rather nice fruit! Have you ever tried something called a mango? Delicious! Absolutely delicious!

[arwenkenobi48]

Zabraks In Quarantine Special Edition - How Not To Deal With A ‘Home Invasion’

“I’m bored!” Whined Feral, flopping into a bean bag chair. “There’s nothing to do!” “I know, Feral,” Savage grumbled, equally bored. Maul just mumbled glumly. The three zabraks were, of course, bored stiff. They hadn’t been outside for months. “Well, it’s only a few weeks until we can go out again,” Savage tried to lift his brothers’ spirits, but made himself sad in the process. “That’s what you said two months ago,” Feral pouted. “Try to think of it realistically,” Said Maul. “It’s not the end of the world. Besides, I’d rather be bored than in any sort of danger,”

At that moment, there was a knock at the door. It was such a foreign sound to them that they all froze. Brother Viscus and another Zabrak named Lash, who they were having to live with during the lockdown, came sprinting into the living room, their Nightbrother survival instincts kicking in. “Who is it? Intruders?” Asked Viscus. “No, it’s probably just the postman,” said Maul. “During this year? Wake up and smell the kebabs, Maul,” Lash replied sternly. “Everyone, calm down!” Insisted Savage. “You’re all overreacting! Let’s just keep this all in perspective,” As he spoke, however, another knock was heard, louder and harsher.

Everyone freaked out. “It’s a home invasion robbery!” Viscus yelled. “Action stations!” Maul and Savage both facepalmed as Lash immediately poured marbles on the hallway floor, Viscus propped buckets of water above the doors and Feral squeezed a bunch of bananas out of their skins and scattered them all over the kitchen. Before long the entire house was set up like they were in Home Alone.

“Seriously!?” Maul groaned. Lash grabbed a colander and put it on his head like some sort of crash helmet. “I don’t know who’s out there, but I’m not going down without a fight!” He declared. Rolling his eyes, Savage peered outside. “Come on, brothers, I’m sure it isn’t- OH MY GOD ITS A COP!” He yelled, sprinting out of the room and grabbing a frying pan from the kitchen.

“We’ll never let ‘em take us!” Feral exclaimed. He grabbed something that looked like a hollow bamboo reed and started shoving feathered darts inside it. “The sedatives in these darts can take out a full grown Rancor!” He explained. “What do you even need those for!?” Demanded Maul. “It’s for when I go jogging at night,” Feral shrugged, raising the bamboo dart shooter in both hands. The knocking came again, this time more insistent.

Everyone tried to stay quiet, not wanting to let the intruder know they were there. “Nobody move a muscle,” whispered Maul. An eternal moment passed. And then, as it often does, disaster struck. Feral sneezed right into the bamboo! A single feathered dart flew out, ricocheted all over the walls and hit Savage in the shoulder. The nightbrothers all gasped in horror. “Sorry, Savage,” Feral winced.

Savage pulled the dart out of his shoulder. “I can’t feel my arm,” he said, confused. Then, a look of realisation crossed his face. “Oh, shit!” He began to say, but passed out before he even finished the second word. He groaned, tipped over backwards and all seven foot of him came crashing to the floor. “Oops,” cringed Feral. “That’s gonna take a while to wear off,” “Fantastic!” Groaned Maul sarcastically.

Another knock came from outside. Viscus, Feral and Lash all ran at the doors, makeshift weapons brandished and yelling “CHARGE!” “Look out!” Maul shouted to them, but it was too late. Feral stepped on the marbles and upturned Viscus and Lash as if they were skittles and all three of them landed in a groaning heap on the floor.

“Force protect me from the terminally stupid,” Muttered Maul, pinching the bridge of his nose. Gingerly, he stepped over his fellow Zabraks and opened the front door. A now very annoyed Republic Officer was standing there. “Is there a problem, Officer?” Asked Maul, a little sheepishly. “No, there isn’t,” replied the man. “I just arrived to inform you that the pandemic is over! You’re free!”

There was an awkward silence. “Ohhhhhh...” murmured the Nightbrothers. “For fuck’s sake!” Maul facepalmed. “Sometimes I can’t believe I’m related to you guys!” “Brother...?” Mumbled Savage, who was just waking up. “Where am I?” Maul, who was completely done at this point, began to go upstairs, not even bothering to answer. On his way up, though, he stepped on a skateboard that had been artfully placed there and came skidding down with a shriek, landing directly on the couch. “Home Alone, apparently!” He growled.

Mtfbwy, always ✌️💕

[aquaslime]

🍰 jelly cheesecakes 🍰 [x x x x x]

[lazypanartist]

Donatello had never felt closer to being in grave danger as he was at this very second.

Here he was, seated at the bar of a yokai party, sipping on a juice, while his fool brothers were getting themselves caught and thrown out at every turn.

All who was left to grab the Leopard Pendant was him and him alone. Leo was busted when he snagged the wrong necklace. Raphael accidentally knocked drinks onto a powerful Nekomata. Michelangelo had been his best bet while he was working some extra recon, until he was caught checking out the rooms nearby to find any fast exists in case of an emergency egress being needed.

All that was left was him. And, in all honesty, he would've called it quits, turned in, and then worked out another attempt for another time. After wringing his brothers' necks and throwing them in the back of any passing garbage trucks.

But there were 2 issues with that. The first being this was a once a year event for this powerful yokai family. One with a long line of battle nexus champions. Big Mama had her eyes set on the pendant as well, and where she had 364 other days to get her claws on it, they had One.

The other was that the current holder of the pendant was sat next to him. A massive panther yokai, with sleek black fur and paws with deadly claws and teeth that could rip him into turtle bits. Yes, you were seated next to him.

And you had JUST started talking to him.

His earpiece was practically blowing up with his brothers, all watching the hidden camera feeds (originally Leo's new task once he was booted) and having a front-row seat to the turtle-buffet he was about to become. You weren't even looking at him, staring at your drink as you said...something...to him.

His brothers were going to fast track him to trouble with all their shouting at him.

"I-I'm sorry, excuse me. The music, I...what did you say?"

A wry grin made your whiskers twitch. "I asked, if you were having a nice time at the party."

He could smell the drink on your breath. Dragonfruit, starfruit, cactus fruit, pomegranate juice.

<"Say Yes." Leo hissed.>

"Ah! Yes I am. Sorry, these aren't normally my...thing, you see."

"Mh, I understand." Your voice rippled in rich rumbles, reminding him somewhat of a purr. "I normally don't do parties myself. They aren't FUN to me. But, you know parents."

His dad would be the last to do a yearly showoff of something like his family history or whatever the reason this party was thrown for. "Oh yeah, no. Absolutly. My dad does one to celebrate....his...movies."

That made you smile, and snicker slyly into your paw.

He was so scared, he felt his heart squeeze at that.

<"That's good Don! Keep em laughing!" Raph cheered. "They close their eyes when they laugh.">

So you did, it seems.

"Did uh, you see the idiot who got kicked out earlier?"

<"HEY">

"Which one?" you hummed, still not looking at him. "The moron who gave my grandfather a martini bath or the one who got caught trying to sneak into an armory?"

<"That was an armory?">

"Oh wow! Busy night for dum dums, eh?"

You snickered at that, and...despite how big you were, and frighteningly powerful, Donatello felt his confidence swelling at that.

...You had a cute laugh. And smile, despite how sharp it was.

Clearing his throat, he looked over more, leaning against a propped up hand. "Othello von Ryan," he hummed, offering a three-fingered hand for you to shake. The music faded into a new song, and neons lit up the room in swaths of deep purples and reds and pinks. He looked good in purple lighting.

[Aquí, gatito~]

All that confidence popped as soon as you turned and faced him fully, opening your eyes and locking with his own. He barely registered you taking his hand in your own, and the smokey rumble of your name coated his brain like thick honey, sticking itself everywhere. You said something, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out what. The music swirled around you both, and he found himself caught. Trapped.

Galileo and NASA didn't know SHIT. The stars were in your fur as the spots (Spots!! You were no panther, you were a black jaguar!!) caught neons in their depths and swirled with the glittering sheen, shimmering like oil slick. The occasional bright sparkle made him think of meteors flashing across your coat. And if your fur was the stars...

You had quasars in your eyes. Glowing in the dark, and capturing his mind, his tongue, and his heart.

Whatever mystic spell you cursed Donatello with was powerful, and it scared him more while also enthralled him to you.

[Come on and hit me with them Night Eyes~]

<"SAY YES ALREADY!!" Screamed Mikey.>

"Y-yes?"

You seemed pleased with that, and- oh. Oh he was being led away. Away from the bar, and into the throngs of people. Oh your paws were on his shoulders, claws so close to his throat-

And you were dancing.

It took a few seconds for the soft-shelled turtle to gather himself, but when he did, he gave an easy grin as you lead him into the fray, swaying with him as the two of you danced.

Bootyyyshaker9000 quickly found his groove.

[The night is young you've only just begun. You're fancy, and you look so fine~]

He shimmied next to you, hips swaying as the two of you slipped into something chaotic and beautiful and oh so intimate. It made him feel magnetized to you. Your eyes refracted neon lights like starbursts and it drove him crazy.

[Crawling through the streets to your own silky beat, the spirit of a wild feline~]

<"NOW! YOU HAVE A CLEAR SHOT, GRA-">

Your voice overruled anything his brothers shouted, flooding his ears and brain in lush tones that make the terrapin want to melt as you purred the lyrics to him, asked him about himself, complimented his suit, his voice... Instead, he grabbed you, and despite how powerful you were compared to him, began leading you, shimmying and stepping rhythmicly to the beat. A samba? No, calypso, he thinks is what this is called-

Your claws scratched oh so delicately beneath his chin. He swallowed nervously. You looked like a cat that cornered a mouse, toying with it, something to break and-

Your paw cupped the side of his face, and you pressed your own face against the other side. A flirt. A tease.

[Dangerously pretty like a big bad kitty, Causing trouble wherever you roam~]

"You're sweet and vicious," Donatello echoed, eyes wide. Was this all a game? "Infectiously delicious."

"I think I wanna take you home~"

He swallowed nervously at your reply. Taking a deep breath, he steeled his nerves. You wanted to play? He could play.

<"Don grab it and go, hurry up-">

He tapped the earpiece subtly, turning it off. You were grabbed as he began to lead YOU, weaving his strides through the crowd as he spun you. He felt your ink coloured tail swipe teasingly past his hips, and you looked oh so pleased as he engaged. The two of you began to make galaxies on the dancefloor as your steps were dripping in skill.

"You're walking slick fantastica," You sang as the two of you chased one another like shooting stars in the night, "You got the street reaction, yeah. You always take us by surprise. Moving like a panther, do you wanna dance?"

"Yeah." He answered unthinkingly.

"You're gonna get me with those night eyes~"

Fine.

"You're coat is black galactica, hypnotically spectacular," He trilled in response, flooding you with praise,"You're like a devil in disguise. Moving like a panther, do you wanna dance?"

"Yeah!"

He cupped your face, staring deep into the supernovas as he locked eyes while pulling you into a long, laviscious dip, fingers trailing your sleek fur. "You're gonna get me with those Night Eyes," He purred.

When you were lifted, you stepped back, smirking as you beconed him to follow. You walked backwards, and he found himself unable to help stalking after you.

[Un trance salvaje, Un trance salvaje, Un-]

You had lead him backwards through the milkyway and into a hallway, where he found himself pinned to the wall with his hands above his head, your mouth near his throat.

Oh, Einstein, his knees were going to give out.

[Haunt me, hunt me, thrill me, kill me. Fill me with desire. Hypnotize me with them eyes, please-]

"You know, Othello von Ryan, you are AWFULLY smooth." You rumbled, teeth grazing his jawline. The purple-suited ninja thought fleetingly of his hidden weapons but...not yet. No. You hadn't hurt him YET.

He'd see what you would do.

[Baby, take me higher~]

Swallowing nervously, he shuddered a bit in your grip. "O-oh? You think so?"

"Mhm~ I don't think I've ever met someone like you. No one's danced with me like that before, certainly. Or ever, really. I'm usually...too scary for them."

Archimedes give him strength...

"Mmh, you're ah, a bit intimidating-but!!" You nipped him! "But, I just found myself utterly entranced by your ethereal eyes~"

The purr you rewarded him with was everything he could ever hope for in his life, and it would never be too soon for him to hear it vibrate through his body like that again.

"My eyes? That's so sweet..~ Listen, I know what this all is. I'm no moron, and I know who you are."

"Ah! Oh, okay, um. Cards all put on the table kind of kitty, huh? Ahaha, um-"

"But here's a little family secret: We are no fans of Big Mama." The way you hissed hissed her name made images of moldten planet cores and fiery solar flares creep into his mind. "She has paid off the elders of my family so that the rest pf us may be thrust into her barbarian fight pit as entertainment. We have many champions, yes, but I've been to more funerals than I can count. The list for eligibles is getting smaller."

The mutant gasped as your mouth traced hauntingly along his throat. A threat. A promise.

A cry for help.

"Big Mama is coming soon. You need to get back to your brothers."

It was a blur escaping the party, slinking out before he was caught by someone with little qualms about crushing him to bits. He met up with his brothers, shaken up as they sped away in the turtle tank. A two fingered hand brushed against where his thundering heart was, luminescent gaze still burning in his brain. He could feel his heart beat, an indication of his life as his brothers bombarded him with questions and demands and-

...what in the..?

Frowning, he dipped his hand hinto his breast pocket and pulled out a long silvery chain, the Leopard Pendant secured on the end. Raphael, Leonardo, and Mikey all cheered-

As well as a note. A phone number, but all his brain focused on was the message.

'dance with me again. - Night Eyes'

WHOOH

Spy on Spy shenanigans to lovers?? YES