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Nico di Angelo's favorite animal is actually a turtle. When he's in his father's home, he always makes sure to stop by the ponds to see the skeletal turtles
(he once tried stealing one)
#also will buys him a bunch of turtle stuffed animals and now they're piled on his bed#he sleeps in a pile of about 15 stuffed animals every night#also percy buys nico a pet turtle for his birthday#the turtle was scared at first but then nico fed him watermelon and the turtle warmed up to him#the turtle's name is Ghost#nico loves ghost so so much#will abd nico basically share the hades cabin together and take care of ghost together#they are dads of a turtle#percy is the uncle#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo hoo toa#tsats#pjo hoo toa tsats#nico di angelo#will solace#solangelo#turtles
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Babs, Bruce and Danny in my dpxdc merfolk au!!!
argh, plz excuse the poorly edited photo lmao- lost a lot of detail TvT
Babs has her info Here. But this is her design! Iâm not actually entirely sure if any of these designs are final, i might tweak them, but here she is! I gave her necklaces.
Bruce is based on a leatherback sea turtle! The spots arenât actually super accurate to a leatherbackâs underside, but if you look at it a little harder... you may find a fun little easter egg. Itâs subtle... or at least i tried to make it that way. (If people donât get it iâll explain in a rb lol) Did you know that leatherback sea turtles can be up to 880 pounds? Idk what that is in metric but thatâs roughly 7 and a half Bahfevs. Theyâre also much more triangular/less round than other turtles, so I reflected that in his design. And ofc, Bruce and Damian are both sea turtles bc theyâre related. But theyâre different sea turtle species so it doesnât make much sense. Who gives a flip. Whatâs Talia, you ask? To that I say: đ¤ˇââď¸
(Side note: apparently, Iâve conditioned myself so I canât draw nuetral expressions. Itâs gotta have some emotion or else it looks wrong, and it feels natural to always have something going on there. So... drawing Stoic McStoicface here was a pain in the penis. He kinda has an expression anyway lol)
Danny is based on a ghost knife fish! Iâll be honest, i didnât even know these existed until I looked up âghost fishâ in the hopes of finding something thematic. But then... omg! Theyâre black with little white accents? Like Dannyâs design? And they have cool, funky bodies? AND they produce electricity!?? Thatâs so FKING COOL! Iâll have to do more research, but so far iâm pretty sure they donât produce enough electricity to hurt someone. They are related to electric eels though! I first learned that electric eels were knife fish and not true eels when I was researching the moray eel for Duke. Funny how that connects!
Dannyâs story under the cut!
Heehoo!
Okay so basically: Danny went diving to gather pearls because he wanted to make his parents happy/proud. While he was diving, His foot got caught in a rock and he couldnât get it out. He panicked and he beggedâ to who? God, maybe? The universe, or the ocean? Maybe just begging fate or any higher power that could be out there, he doesnât know. His only prayer was âDonât let me drown!â. Unbeknownst to him, one of the pearls heâd grabbed was a magic, wish granting pearl. Theyâre rare enough that humans donât even have legends of them... but the merfolk do ;).
The pearl took his very non-specific wish and decided to give him a tail and gills. He swam back up in a panic, and saw his new tail. Of course, this is a very horrifying thing to happen. But in less than a minute... it was already starting to dry off. As it dried, it turned back into skin.
Now, Danny has to be extremely careful not to get his legs or hair wet when heâs near people, because heâll turn back into a merboy.
i... probably should have given him a shirt? Heâd be wearing it, right? But i also did need to see what I was doing with that fin thing lol. I mean, a shirt would get annoying with that fin- heâd probably take it off. Tbh heâd probably have it off when swimming in general? Idk.
So: funny thing that happened when I was drawing Danny:
A first grader came up to me while I had it open on my desk, and she was like:
âOh my god, thatâs so good! Like, how did you even draw that?â
so I was like: âOh thank you! â¤ď¸â
And I think she asked again âHow did you even draw that?â
so I was a little confused on how to answer, so I said:
âWell, I used my pencil...â and held up my pencilâ
and then she got distracted by a spinny chair.
Sheâs so precious omg ��
#barbara gordon#danny fenton#danny phantom#dpxdc#bruce wayne#literally forgot his name there for a sec#art#my art#btw i have all the posts for this au tagged under#dpxdc merfolk au#so once youâve scrolled through it you donât need to go hunting for any that maybe didnât get tagged#theyâre all there#Leatherback sea turtle#leatherback turtle#ghost knife fish#knifefish?#is it one word or two??#merfolk au#merfolk#merpeople#mermaid#merman
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Libby should get a ghost friend too
Experiments: futzing around with lighting techniques
#the ghost and Molly McGee#tgamm#tgamm season 2#tgamm spoilers#libby stein torres#Libby#story sprite#art#background intolerant#I imagine she calls it Shelly#or some other turtle adjacent name
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Reading rise x 2012 fics is like that one image eith the person standing and theres two paths
The good sunny path with butterflies and nice air (two souls, the question is violence and the answer is pizza, the eldest big brother, dagger from the mirror / stranger from the mirror, the last ronin becomes discord admin it has 2003 and ronin added to the crossover stuff, theres a new crossover fic with 12 casey in the rise universe so that sounds fun, probably more I'm missing)
And the bad path with lightning and a spooky looking house you obviously shouldn't go to (stranger danger, that one fic where mikey named himself Casper for some reason, basically the mikey gets adopted trope ect.)
#im just giggling that dr namestien gave himself a terrible name#no disrespect to casper the ghost#and when reading stranger danger im still distracted by the fact that the mikeys are different species of turtle#so surely the 12 bros would know that or donnie would know that and he tells them about turtle species at one point#not only theyre different species that dont even sound alike#tmnt#tmnt 2012#rottmnt#tmnt crossover
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Iâm gonna give WDS F!Leo a cat and no one can tell me no
#whispers of distant souls#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt future leo#orange tabby named Gertrude or something#idk I just thought itâd be nice if he had an emotional support animal#for all the namecalling his ghost brothers will inflict on him
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âHey, have you seen Harrington? Guyâs totally wasted. Can't even stand. Tried to get up, fell down like a goddamn turtle. Garrison's over there throwing chips at him. Itâs hysterical, you gotta check this out, man.â
The upside to being the guy everyone calls âthe Freakââthe guy no one wants to talk to unless theyâre looking to buyâis that Eddie can disappear whenever he wants. And tonight, heâs been in full stealth mode, almost ghost-like in the way he drifts through the shadows of this overcrowded house party. When heâs not standing on lunch tables at school, giving speeches, or taunting the assholes who think they run the place, Eddie finds that people tend to forget heâs even there.
Which makes it real easy to hear all kinds of things he probably shouldnât. Not that Carver's announcement is any kind of secret, not with the way heâs broadcasting it to the entire room. Ever since Harrington lost his King Steve status, the rest of the jock squad has been scrambling to claw their way to the top. Itâs desperate. Pathetic, really, if you ask him. But no oneâs ever asking Eddie for his opinion.
He should get out of here. Most of his stash is gone, and itâs getting late. Thereâs leftover mac and cheese in the fridge with his name on it, and if he bolts now, he might just catch the midnight rerun of The Thing.
Eddie tries to ignore the mental image of HarringtonâSteve, Steveâsprawled out on that grimy carpet, covered in crumbs and dirt, drenched in stale beer. He must feel defenseless. The kind of defenseless that Eddie knows too well, the kind that gets you laughed at, or worse. But just because Harrington buys a dime bag off him every week doesnât mean theyâre friends. Even if theyâve had a few surprisingly not-awful conversations. Even if Steveâs actually kind of funny for a rich kid, for a jock.
Thereâs no reason for Eddie to care about whatâs happening to Steve Harrington, just like Steve never cared about him.
So why the hell are his feet carrying him toward the living room instead of the back door? Why is he elbowing people out of the way, pushing through the circle of gawkers around Steve? Why are his hands grabbing Steve by the shoulders, hauling him up, and dragging him out before anyone even knows whatâs happening?
And why, for the love of God, is he driving to his trailer with Steve snoring in the passenger seat, instead of dumping the guy at his parents' mansion and going home?
Eddie wishes he knew. But his bodyâs on autopilot, and heâs watching it all happen like he's outside himself, like heâs not the one doing it.
The trailer park is quiet, too quiet for a Saturday night, but thatâs January for youâcold as a witch's tit, and getting colder. The vanâs heater barely works, and Eddie can see both their breaths fogging up the air, little puffs of steam in the dark.
Eddie cuts the engine, and the sudden silence fills the van like a held breath. Steve shifts in the seat, muttering something incoherent, his head lolling against the window. For a split second, Eddie considers just leaving him here. Would serve him right, honestly. Let King Steve wake up alone, freezing his ass off in a busted van in a trailer park at the edge of town. But then Steve lets out a soft groan, and Eddie canât help but roll his eyes.
"You're a real piece of work, Harrington," he mutters under his breath, pushing open the driver's side door.
The cold air hits him like a slap, biting through his jacket and sending a shiver down his spine. He makes his way around to the passenger side, yanking open the door and catching Steve before he can tumble out. The guy's heavier than he looksâdead weight, limp as a rag doll. Eddie grunts, struggling for a grip, and finally manages to sling one of Steve's arms over his shoulder.
"Okay, big boy, up you go," Eddie mutters, half-dragging, half-carrying Steve toward the trailer. Steve's head drops forward, his hair brushing Eddieâs cheek, and he smells like a mix of beer, Steve's usual cologne, and something elseâsomething clean, like laundry detergent or fresh air. It's weirdly comforting, and Eddie has to shake himself out of it.
Inside, the trailer is dim, lit only by the glow of the old TV Eddie left on. He kicks the door shut behind them, maneuvering Steve over to the sagging couch. Steve flops down with a heavy thud, eyes still closed, mouth slightly open. For a second, Eddie just stands there, looking at him, wondering what the hell heâs doing.
Why didnât he just leave him there at the party? Why did he care?
Maybe it's because Steve looks different like this. Not the smug, popular guy who used to strut down the halls like he owned the place. Not the guy who had everything and then lost it all. Just... some kid, really. Some scared, drunk kid who probably doesnât know where he fits anymore.
âAlright, Sleeping Beauty,â Eddie mutters, leaning down to untie Steveâs sneakers. âLetâs get you comfortable before you choke on your own puke.â
As he pulls off one shoe, then the other, Steve stirs, his eyelids fluttering. For a moment, his gaze is unfocused, hazy, but then his eyes lock onto Eddieâs, and thereâs a flicker of recognition.
âMunson?â Steveâs voice is low, rough from whatever heâs been drinking. âWhat the hellâŚ?â
âYeah, itâs me, genius,â Eddie says, trying to sound annoyed but failing to hide the faint smile tugging at his lips. âYou got yourself in a bit of a mess tonight, Harrington.â
Steve blinks, slowly piecing things together. âWhyâd you bring me here?â
Eddie shrugs, feigning nonchalance. âSeemed like the right thing to do, I guess.â
Steve snorts, like he doesnât quite believe him. âRight. The Freak playing Good Samaritan. Whatâs the punchline?â
Eddieâs smile fades. It inexplicably hurts to hear Steve call him that. âThereâs no punchline, man. Not everythingâs a joke.â
Steve stares at him, as if searching for something in Eddieâs face, something to latch onto. Finally, he just nods, leaning back against the couch, eyes half-closed again. âThanks,â he mumbles, almost too quiet to hear. âI guess.â
Eddie feels something strange twist in his chest. âDonât mention it,â he says, a little too quickly, like heâs trying to convince himself as much as Steve. He turns away, grabbing an old blanket from a nearby chair and tossing it over Steve. âYou sleep it off. Iâll be in my room.â
But even as he walks away, he can't shake the feeling that somethingâs shifted tonight, some invisible line crossed. Maybe itâs nothing. Maybe in the morning, Steve will wake up, make a snarky comment, and itâll all go back to the way it was.
Or maybe, just maybe, it wonât.
#steddie#pre relationship#pre steddie#steddie fic#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#my writing
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things that are canon in the tmnt 1987 series
donatello hates fish, especially raw fish.
michelangelo once got a job to deliver pizza so he could earn money
leonardo is an avid reader and loves the three musketeers
donatello gave up coffee at one point during season 3
raphael and michelangelo seem to be closest to the punk frogs and visit them often
all of them seem to have separation anxiety, leonardo the most.
all of them enjoy gaming, but leonardo has beaten every game at the arcade and is ridiculously competitive.
also since leonardo has beaten every game at the arcade and we know thereâs math games there bc donatello said he likes them, either leonardo is good at math or heâs just a really good guesser
leonardo is a talented artist.
donatello has a college degree under the name âmiss donna telloâ
raphael enjoys creating disguises and is the most stylish of the turtles when it comes to their clothing.
raphael seems to have an interest in pirates
donatello has model planes in his room
leonardo is allergic to ragweed
raphael dislikes the supernatural, meanwhile donatello refuses to believe it exists despite seeing multiple ghosts in person.
michelangelo has perfect pitch
donatello cries at happy endings
donatello loves the noir genre/aesthetic, and likes to narrate what heâs doing like heâs in a noir film
the turtles were mutated straight into teenagers, and itâs implied several times they remember their lives before they were mutated, including their turtle family members. leonardo has drawings of his turtle relatives on his bedroom wall.
donatello has a kill count of 2 (from what i remember)
raphael briefly took a chemistry course
#pumpkin stuff#tmnt#tmnt 1987#tmnt leonardo#tmnt raphael#tmnt donatello#tmnt michelangelo#teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt 87#thanks to some friends for giving me some recommendations and stuff i forgot
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Crazy, Stupid, Fucked Up World: Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto x Reader (NSFW)
Tagging: @kmc1989 @wabi-sabi1090 @lostinwonderland314 @turtle-cant-communicate @fallout-girl219
Companion piece to Bubble
Carmy likes to take things slow. He loves to be immersed in the sensation of you, to drown in it. Itâs the only way he can get out of his own head some nights, the only way to quiet the constant stream of chatter that assaults his brain in the aftermath of another busy service.
âLook at me baby.â You whisper as you ride him in the darkness. âKeep your eyes on me the entire time.â
And he does because truly you are the most beautiful and sane thing in his life and he canât imagine a world without you in it.
His palms come to rest on your hips, his scarred fingertips gripping you, holding you close as he fucks up into you in long, decadent strokes that leave you keening his name. He chases the sound of your pleasure, the hitched breathing, the heightened whimpers because Carm, he needs to please you, he needs you to know exactly how he feels about you.
 Your hands rake through his hair, tugging just a little and it sends ecstasy searing through his nerve ends, his hips snapping up to meet yours as you hit your peak. Everything stops, all that noise in his head, it vanishes and thereâs just you and him locked in this absolutely perfect moment, his gaze fixed on yours as the climax hits.
Itâs overwhelming, it always is because Carm, he isnât used to this euphoria, he isnât used to the contentment that floods his system as he lays there tangled up in you, his arms locked around your form, keeping you close.
These nights with you, the ones where he feels good about himself, theyâre starting to bleed into his days. His mornings they seem lighter now, his life easier, less chaotic. Youâve given him a stability that he craves, a security thatâs been missing since the day he was born.
âI love you.â He whispers for the very first time, his lips ghosting over yours, his thumb chasing over the blush of your cheek. âI love you more than anything else in this crazy, stupid, fucked up world.â
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#carmy berzatto#carmy the bear#carmy x reader#carmen berzatto#carmen berzatto x reader#the bear#the bear fx#carmen berzatto fluff#the bear hulu#carmen berzatto imagine
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The way I have sobbed at how this chapter ends. I have yet to calm down. It has been 25 minutes.
Ghost in the Shell Update
Read Chapter 6 here!
He felt like a fool for scrounging together what little hope the kids had managed to reignite in his chest. This was why he couldnât stay near them. They gave him hope, gave him life, gave him a reason to breathe and exist again. He couldnât stay stagnant around them like he had since the beginning. They taught him new things, made him malleable to change, to grow.
Growing without his brothers hurt, though.
The 16th year in this dimension had passed. Every second was now adding on to the fact that heâd spent more of his life away from his brothers than with them. They still felt like a part of him, even though he could only remember their faces with his own, even though he had forgotten what their voices sounded like despite playing them over and over again in his head.
Forgetting them was more painful than remembering.
Time heals all wounds. What a joke.
#rottmnt#fic rec#tmnt 2003#sainw#tmnt crossover#listen if you love 2003 Donnie you need to read this#i you love turtle tots you need to read this#hello my name is minu and i have a lot of fucking feelings about turtle children#tmnt ghost in the shell
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Trick or Treat~!
Pairing: Che'nya x Floyd (could be read platonically or romantically)
Summary: It's finally Halloween night, but Floyd is in a bit of a slump. However, the arrival of a curious companion may just make the Halloween party a bit more interesting for him.
Notes: This is my first attempt at something following a prompt - specifically, "Trick or Treat" for the 2023 TWST Rarepair Halloween event. I'm trying to get more comfortable/practiced with writing prose (which is why this wasn't posted on the 30th... oops), and only vaguely ended up following the prompt. I'm fairly happy with how this little piece turned out, though!
Tags: @dove-da-birb, @azulashengrottospiano, @inkybloom-luv, @eynnwwyjth, @officialdaydreamer00 (please let me know if you'd like to be included or excluded from future writing of mine, or only want to be included in specific types of creations)
Floyd wanted to take a break.Â
It was Halloween, and all he had done the entire week was work, work, work. Getting costumes ready, decorating, helping with their dorm's presentation, plus cooking and serving at the Lounge, all on top of normal classes?Â
Sure, it was fun, especially getting to show off Octavinelle's cool setup, and 'taking care of' those misbehaving visitors. But now? Everything felt draining and boring, and Floyd simply wanted to leave, which sucked because the actual Halloween party had just started! Â
Maybe he should just ditch and go back to his dorm; being in a funk when everyone else is having fun around you is not enjoyable. He slumped down on a bench and unwrapped a sweet he had picked up earlier, before wrapping it up again. Ugh, not even in the mood for that candy he wanted only a few minutes ago.Â
As he shoved the sweet back into his pocket and was about to get up from the bench to leave, Floyd heard a rustle behind him. Someone was quietly humming, and⌠laughing? The sound gradually moved to his side, towards the empty side of the bench. Â
âTrick or treat~â
Floyd turned to face the voice. "Listen, man, I'm not in the mood toââ he froze, staring at the figure beside him. âHang on a second, where's your body!?"
A toothy smile came to the face of the head that currently floated beside Floyd. "Oh, it's here.... or maybe it's there." A pair of hands materialized on either side of this boy's head, followed by the rest of his body.Â
âI'm just kidding. Mind if I take a seat? Iâd like to rest up before I keep purrowling around and startling people.â
Floyd blinked, then raised an eyebrow. âUh, go for it.âÂ
This guy was... weird, and it was hard to tell if he'd be annoying, or interesting. "You don't go here, do ya? At least, Iâve never seen you before. And youâre no ghost, either.â
The cat-like boy shook his head, his jewellery jingling softly. "I'm just passing through for the festivities and collecting treats. Scaring some people, too. Thatâs loads of fun. And it's always nice to see my friends let loose."Â
Floyd had a vague memory surface. "Ohh... you must be that RSA boy who's friends with Sea Turtle and Goldfishie."Â
"'Sea Turtle' and 'Goldfishie', hey? Those are good names for my green and red friends. Cats are known for liking fish." He leaned forward, his grin growing. âArtemiy Artemiyevich Pinker. Itâs a pleasure to meet you.â
Floyd nodded, âFloyd Leech. It's nice to meet you, too.â He looked curiously at the boy beside him, taking in his shaggy hair, piercings, and impish smile.
"You're not what I expected.â Floyd smiled, "But you seem fun, Catfish. I didn't think Goldfishie would get along with someone so... interesting."
Che'nya's eyes lit up slightly. "Catfish? Heh heh heh, most people call me Che'nya, but I guess that works. And Iâve heard some⌠interesting stories about you, too."
He stretched his legs out in front of him, leaning back with his arms behind his head as he sighed. "But yeah, I don't think Riddle could shake me if he tried."Â
"I'm almost jealous." Floyd tipped his head slightly. "Most of the time, Goldfishie likes to swim away before I can play with him."
Che'nya laughed, "Well, if you're wondering, he 'swam off' that way." He pointed off to the side. âJust donât be rough with him. I donât like people mistreating my friends.â
Floyd looked off into the crowd where he had pointed, and let out a small laugh. âAlright, good to know. Maybe Iâll find him later, if I feel like itâ, he smiled and sat back. âAnd Goldfishieâs stronger than he looks, but I guess youâd know that.â
Cheânya nodded, then leaned closer with a mischievous glint in his eye. "You know, I bet we could do something that would really surprise him.âÂ
Floyd turned slightly towards Cheânya, and flashed a smile. âYeah, we probably could. I think we should talk more in the future, Catfish. You seem pretty fun.âÂ
Cheânya grinned, âYou seem pretty fun, too.â
"Well,â he stretched his arms above his head. âI think Iâm going to go and find some more treats⌠and play some more tricks tonight. I'll catch you around, Floyd."Â
With a haunting giggle echoing in his ears, Floyd watched as the boy beside him faded into nothingness, just the same way he had arrived.Â
What a weird guy.
Floyd unwrapped the candy he had pocketed earlier, then popped it into his mouth. Maybe this party was worth staying at after all.
#twst#twisted wonderland#twst rarepair halloween#rarepair halloween#floyd leech#che'nya#artemiy artemiyevich pinker#che'nya x floyd#krenenbaker's :)#krenenbaker's creations#and now... for the ramble-y tags#first: I desperately need more people to write Che'nya and Floyd interacting. their dynamic would be so damn silly!!#second: I had SUCH a hard time figuring out Che'nya's speech patterns - he really doesn't have many lines in canon!#I based some of his lines on the Cheshire Cat's lines in the 1951 film. I think they fit?#and I have no idea is this feels at all natural or in character for either Che'nya or Floyd... but there was an attempt :)#I need to practice writing more stuff like this#I also went through about 4 different possible ways their conversation could have gone before getting this down#here... it's almost like Che'nya's taking a break from tricking AND treating at the NRC Halloween party#that's how I'm saying the prompt applies at least#anywho... I GOT IT FINISHED! I WROTE A THING!!#and I'm going to write more. that IS a threat ^v^
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Summaries under the cut
Emily by L. M. Montgomery
Emily Starr never knew what it was to be lonelyâuntil her beloved father died. Now Emily's an orphan, and her mother's snobbish relatives are taking her to live with them at New Moon Farm. She's sure she won't be happy. Emily deals with stiff, stern Aunt Elizabeth and her malicious classmates by holding her head high and using her quick wit. Things begin to change when she makes friends: with Teddy, who does marvelous drawings; with Perry, who's sailed all over the world with his father yet has never been to school; and above all, with Ilse, a tomboy with a blazing temper. Amazingly, Emily finds New Moon beautiful and fascinating. With new friends and adventures, Emily might someday think of herself as Emily of New Moon.
Savvy by Ingrid Law
For generations, the Beaumont family has harbored a magical secret. They each possess a "savvy" -a special supernatural power that strikes when they turn thirteen. Grandpa Bomba moves mountains, her older brothers create hurricanes and spark electricity . . . and now it's the eve of Mibs's big day.
As if waiting weren't hard enough, the family gets scary news two days before Mibs's birthday: Poppa has been in a terrible accident. Mibs develops the singular mission to get to the hospital and prove that her new power can save her dad. So she sneaks onto a salesman's bus . . . only to find the bus heading in the opposite direction. Suddenly Mibs finds herself on an unforgettable odyssey that will force her to make sense of growing up-and of other people, who might also have a few secrets hidden just beneath the skin.
The Last Apprentice by Joseph Delaney
Thomas Ward is the seventh son of a seventh son and has been apprenticed to the local Spook. The job is hard, the Spook is distant and many apprentices have failed before Thomas. Somehow Thomas must learn how to exorcise ghosts, contain witches and bind boggarts. But when he is tricked into freeing Mother Malkin, the most evil witch in the County, the horror begins...
The View from Saturday by E. L. Konigsburg
How has Mrs. Olinski chosen her sixth-grade Academic Bowl team? She had a number of answers. But were any of them true? How had she really chosen Noah and Nadia and Ethan and Julian? And why did they make such a good team? It was a surprise to a lot of people when Mrs. Olinski's team won the sixth-grade Academic Bowl contest at Epiphany Middle School. It was an even bigger surprise when they beat the seventh grade and the eighth grade, too. And when they went on to even greater victories, everyone began to ask: How did it happen?
It happened at least partly because Noah had been the best man (quite by accident) at the wedding of Ethan's grandmother and Nadia's grandfather. It happened because Nadia discovered that she could not let a lot of baby turtles die. It happened when Ethan could not let Julian face disaster alone. And it happened because Julian valued something important in himself and saw in the other three something he also valued.
Mrs. Olinski, returning to teaching after having been injured in an automobile accident, found that her Academic Bowl team became her answer to finding confidence and success. What she did not know, at least at first, was that her team knew more than she did the answer to why they had been chosen.
The Looking Glass Wars by Frank Beddor
When Alyss Heart, newly orphaned heir to the Wonderland throne, flees through the Pool of Tears to escape her murderous Aunt Redd, she finds herself lost and alone in Victorian London. Befriended by an aspiring author named Lewis Carrol, Alyss tells the violent, heartbreaking story of her young life. Alyss trusts this author to tell the truth so that someone, somewhere will find her and bring her home. But he gets the story all wrong. He even spells her name incorrectly!
Fortunately, Royal Bodyguard Hatter Madigan knows all too well the awful truth of Alyss' story - and he's searching every corner of our world to find the lost princess and return her to Wonderland, to battle Redd for her rightful place as the Queen of Hearts.
Misty by Marguerite Henry
"You'll never catch the Phantom," says Grandpa. "That horse is fast as the wind. She's escaped from every roundup on the island!" But Paul and Maureen want the beautiful wild mare for their very own. "I'm going to capture her myself," says Paul.
When Paul finally overtakes the Phantom, he makes a surprising discovery. Running at her side is a brand-new, silvery-gray colt - Misty!
East by Edith Pattou
Rose has always been different.
Since the day she was born, it was clear she had a special fate. Her superstitious mother keeps the unusual circumstances of Rose's birth a secret, hoping to prevent her adventurous daughter from leaving home... but she can't suppress Rose's true nature forever.
So when an enormous white bear shows up one cold autumn evening and asks teenage Rose to come away with it--in exchange for health and prosperity for her ailing family--she readily agrees.
Rose travels on the bear's broad back to a distant and empty castle, where she is nightly joined by a mysterious stranger. In discovering his identity, she loses her heart-- and finds her purpose--and realizes her journey has only just begun.
The Midwife's Apprentice by Karen Cushman
The girl known only as Brat has no family, no home, and no future until she meets Jane the Midwife and becomes her apprentice. As she helps the sharp-tempered Jane deliver babies, Brat--who renames herself Alyce--gains knowledge, confidence, and the courage to want something from life: "A full belly, a contented heart, and a place in this world." Medieval village life makes a lively backdrop for the funny, poignant story of how Alyce gets what she wants.
Circle of Magic by Tamora Pierce
With her gift of weaving silk thread and creating light, Sandry is brought to the Winding Circle community. There she meets Briar, a former thief who has a way with plants; Daja, an outcast gifted at metalcraft; and Tris, whose connection with the weather unsettles everyone, including herself. At Winding Circle, the four misfits are taught how to use their magic - and to trust one another. But then disaster strikes their new home. Can Sandry weave together four kinds of magical power and save herself, her friends, and the one place where they've ever been accepted?
Catherine, Called Birdy by Karen Cushman
Catherine feels trapped. Her father is determined to marry her off to a rich man--any rich man, no matter how awful.
But by wit, trickery, and luck, Catherine manages to send several would-be husbands packing. Then a shaggy-bearded suitor from the north comes to call--by far the oldest, ugliest, most revolting suitor of them all.
Unfortunately, he is also the richest.
Can a sharp-tongued, high-spirited, clever young maiden with a mind of her own actually lose the battle against an ill-mannered, piglike lord and an unimaginative, greedy toad of a father?
Deus! Not if Catherine has anything to say about it!
#best childhood book#poll#emily#savvy#the last apprentice#the view from saturday#the looking glass wars#misty#east#the midwife's apprentice#circle of magic#catherine called birdy
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The ninja deserve emotional support animals except theyâre them so none of them get a damn dog or something.
Zane has a penguin, heâs lovingly called zaneguin (real name: Peniuella, or Penny) (Penny gets along with Zaneâs bird) (he rlly wanted a polar bear. Wu said no) (he waddles with the penguin, bro loves waddling.) (he once waddles over to some villains full penguin style as a on the spot distraction. Cole gave him a lecture about safety and being smart. Zane waddled away right after it was done.)
Kai has a parrot, bro loves his parrot (heâs called parry the parrot and heâs taught him how to scream FIYAAAAA) (Kai is usually the first ninja up for training, so he actually get his parrot to wake the others (Nya) up by putting Parry in their room and getting him to scream their elements.) (its become a common thing to hear âWATAHHHHHâ at 6am in the morning) (or âGREANNNNNNNNâ or maybe âARTHHHHHHâ in a really deep voice. Cole had nightmares after hearing how deep Parryâs voice can get.)
Lloyd has a ferret, heâs just a ferret kinda guy. He also got a chinchilla soon after cause he got the dust for a dust bath, and then found out ferrets canât have dust baths (he just wanted a lil guy to have a dust bath with.) (Yeah you heard me, Lloyd does dust baths. He likes the feeling of it.) (he rlly wanted to called his ferret ferry the ferret but Kai already took the joke, he called him Mr Ferrington instead.) (plus his Chinchilla is called Chilly, he loves dressing him up in mini versions of Zaneâs gi because of it.)
Nya has two rats, she calls them her babies (donât insult her rats, she will drown you.) (Jay named one Ratatouille, and as much as she hated the name she had no choice but to keep it, Jay would be sad if she didnât.) (the other rat is called Rumphly. She thought it sounded sophisticated.) (she lets her rats burrow in her hair.) (she also has to protect everything she owns, her rats chew on everything and anything. Nothing is free from their menacing little mouths.)
Jay has a spider. Heâs a lil weirdo like that (its a deadly spider) (he found it in his workshop) (it was 2:54 am and dark) (he almost died from the damn thing) (Pixal almost lost it when Jay literally clung to her begging her not to kill it-sorry, my mistake, her.) (he stays up late at night building stuff and chatting to her and she dances every time Jay goes on an excited ramble.)
Cole has a lizard, and itâs a Chameleon. He named her Lizzy (Kai calls her Queenie.) (he lowkey lost Lizzy on her first day and had a breakdown) (Jay said that defeated the purpose of an emotional support animal) (until at 11pm at night they found out Lizzy was just chilling in Coleâs hair and they just couldnât tell) (everyone thought Cole was gonna be annoyed, but bro lowkey broke down again because he got emotional about how she clung to him the whole time.) (he got Lizzy because he missed Rocky) (I miss Rocky too)
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Morro has a rabbit. Named Chompy (and theyâre a ghost) (lowkey Morro has no idea what Chompy is, the lil brat just jumped onto him and went âCHOMP CHOMP CHOMPâ and bit him.) (it looks like a rabbit, if oniâs could be rabbits.) (he blames Garmadon, he probably corrupted the damn thing and now he has some weird monstrous rabbit attached to him) (he does like telling Chompy to attack tho. He finds it hilarious when the other ghosts are sent running) (their convos go like âNo Chompy, you canât eat my bookâ âchomp chomp?â âBecause i said so.â âChomp chomp!â âUh, yes, i can.â âChomp chomp chomp!!â âWha-why you little-â) (everyone thinks heâs mentally unstable for thinking he can understand them) (and maybe he is but you can shove it, he deserves to talk to weird monster animals who actually like him, after what ever octopus bull the preeminent pulled)
Skylor has a turtle, she got him from Griffin (he couldnât take care of him all the time and got busy so he asked Skylor if sheâs willing to co-parent) (she had to agree that turtle was giving her puppy eyes) (they love acting like divorcees) (Kai pretends to the new boyfriend who hates the og partner) (the turtle is named Grecko) (Griffin wanted to mess with people who thought he was talking about an actual Gecko when instead he was talking about a turtle named Grecko) (Skylor loved and hated it at the same time) (she calls him Greg.) (she gets Greg to walk small distances over to kids in her restaurant and give them food) (the kids love him.)
Neuro has a mouse, five, to be precise. (Nya got the idea for a rat from Neuro, who has to explain to her the difference between the two.) (he loves letting them hide in random places of his body.) (donât be surprised when youâre talking to him and a mouse just pops out of his shirts collar.) (he doesnât even look phased.) (heâs accepted his fate as a climbing tree) (he is also trying to learn how to speak mouse by reading their minds) (its goingâŚsomewhere.)
Pixal has her lil robots. She loves mini pix with all her heart thats her baby.
Wu has his damn chicken and his chicken has been around for centuries. Morro also loved the chicken.
#lego ninjago#ninjago#morro ninjago#skylor ninjago#neuro ninjago#kai ninjago#cole ninjago#zane ninjago#nya ninjago#griffin ninjago#jay ninjago#lloyd ninjago#pixal ninjago#wu ninjago#garmadon ninjago#griffin turner#morro wu#kai smith#nya smith#neuro#pixal borg#skylor chen#zane julien#lloyd garmadon#jay walker#cole brookstone#ninjago headcanons#they all need it lets be real#emotional support animal#if im being honest this started with the morro chompy one when u was daydreaming i love the idea of morro with a menace rabbit
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For the lovely @nuncscioquidsitamor-14 <3 The first interaction we had lolol. I am so greatful to have had you interact with me. I have made so many wonderful mutuals and have had so much fun being back on Tumblr over the past few months. I will be honest, I donât think I would stuck around (as I have ghosted my account two times prior-). So I mean it when I say thank you for being the reason I stayed.
Also, sorry for what iâm about to do to Leo.
|| Mother Hen the Mother Hen
Pairing(s) ->
2012!Leonardo H. x F!Reader
Warning(s) ->
Violence, Injuries, Blood,
Summary ->
Leo goes to reader after being injured on a solo mission.
1067 Words : Masterlist
He jumped back, hand clutching himself with heavy breaths. Staring down the remaining foot. Taking his katana and charging. Forming a roundhouse kick, the tip of his katana being used as support, as he pushed off of one foot soldier to slam another. The hilt of his katana backing into anotherâs stomach before jumping away. Landing perfectly.
Leonardo has come alone. No one, not even Master Splinter knew of this outing. Just him. He took off again, with only a few stragglers remaining of this bust. Whatever they wanted, they were not going to get it.
Next thing he knew, Leo found himself being slammed against a wall.
His shell and body ached, he was exhausted, and most importantly did not want to face the scolding of his master, or brothers. So, Leo went to the one place heâd avoid all of that. The home of a special âfriendâ of his. He knew the route by heart. A past solo patrol where he stopped a mugging led to one, two, three, more meetings after that night.
It was not far, but his injuries significantly slowed him down. He was more out of breath by the time he arrived. Landing with a stumble on your fire escape. Slumping against the side railing. He managed to make one tiny knock before he grew still, in hopes of not hurting his injuries further.
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The second she heard the knock she turned to look, the knock was familiar. The sigh Leo used to let her know he was there. She found it a little strange he came without a heads up, but it wasnât unwanted. But when [name] looked out the window. The smile she had faltered and her face shifted to one of worry and concern.
The teenage girlâwithout hesitationâswiftly got out the window and dragged the exhausted turtle, katanas and all inside.
âLeonardo Hamato! What the hell happened to you? Where are your brothers? Do they know? Does Master Splinter know?â This was exactly what Lep had hoped to avoid. But it seems he canât.
âShit- just wait here!â Her voice wavered and she was practically sprinting to find something. In the next few seconds he knew what: a first-aid kit, after he removed his hand from himself.
Bloodâred shiny bloodâit clung to his hand and the adrenaline just began to wear off right then.
âOh..â His own voice wavered.
She can right back at that moment getting to work to stop the bleeding while rambling on to him about this. Like a mother hen- like himself.
âSeriously, Lee, do your brothers or father know you're out? At all?â Right- two things his brothers and father didnât know. That he was out of a solo patrol, and that he had a girlfriend.
âNo, they donât know I'm outâor that you exist..â
âLeonardo.â
The blue clad turtle diverted away his eyes. He could tell she was more mad about the âhis brothers and father didnât know he was outâ thing.
âYou need to be more careful! This wound is pretty deep, Leo. Iâm just glad you didnât pass out on the way here.â
âIâm sorry, love.â
As soon as the wound was wrapped and cleaned she stood up.
âLet me check your shell.â
âHuh-â
âYou tensed when I was near it, let me see, câmon.â
Leo turned with your help, letting you assess his shell. She could see him tensing in certain areas when she glided over them. There were no cracks, or holes, yet. So for now she took some diluted betadine and applied it to the area, then gently covered it to keep it from getting infected.
âThere, itâs just bruised and nothing serious. But, as you get home you make sure they check it out and watch for cracks or holes, okay?â
Leo nodded. His eyes had been locked onto the movie playing, it was a good distraction. [Name] joined him back on the couch, and Leo slowly and gingerly leaned against her, burying himself into her side.
The two remained quiet during the movie, well except for the occasional adjustment, between the two. The little popcorn that had originally been made for [Name] was quickly gone.
âIâm gonna go make some more, I'll be right back.â She pecked the top of his head. Leo hummed a response, invested in the movie. He was content on the couch, even getting a little sleepy. Well if it wasnât for the ache in his legs begging to move. He waited a while longer, until he couldnât. The turtle mutant pulled himself up holding onto whatever he could as he guided himself to the kitchen.
âLeo-? You should be on the couch resting.â [Name] turned from the popcorn to look at Leo.
âI needed to stretch. So my legs arenât sore tomorrow morning.â She took the answer with a nod, returning to the popcorn which was almost finished popping.
Leo stands beside her, slowly lacing their hands together, figuring with her fingers.
âThank you for fixing me up.â She smiled.
âI would do it again, a thousand times over.â She added with her smile now directed at him.
âAnd I would âmother henâ you even if you had gone home first.â Leo smiled, twirling her around slowly. Getting a laugh from her.
âLike I do?â He guessed.
âVery much like you do.â He would do it a million times over if it meant being with her too.
A beep came from the microwave, alerting them the popcorn had finished. Leo helped her bring the warm popcorn bowl back to the couch. Getting readjusted and comfortable on the couch.
The movie was almost over by the time they returned, it had been half way through upon his arrival at least. They both wereâmostlyâquiet during the rest of the movie. Little comments being made here and there. Popcorn grabbed and eaten. Soon the second bowl was discarded from their laps.
[Name] made sure Leo was comfortable leaning against her, that it wasnât awkward on his shell, and that he wasnât awkwardly positioned. He reassured her and she nodded with relief.
The movie ended around the time Leo fell asleep. [Name] turning the TV off and grabbing the blanket behind her wrapping it around the two. Falling asleep shortly after. A little smile on her face,and relief that Leo was okay tonight. Tomorrow? That would be a whole other story.
#aces writing#oh my amor/lori#tmnt#tmnt 2012#tmnt 2k12#tmnt leonardo#tmnt leo#tmnt leonardo x reader#tmnt leo x reader#tmnt 2012 x reader#tmnt 2012 leonardo#tmnt 2012 leo#tmnt 2012 leonardo x reader#tmnt 2012 leo x reader#tmnt 2k12 x reader#tmnt 2k12 leo#tmnt 2k12 leonardo x reader#tmnt 2k12 leo x reader
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As the days go on, I start to realize how bad my starkid/hatchetfield hyperfixation is getting.
I literally had a dream where I was in a Bury The Bully situation with some of my friends. I also had a dream about the apotheosis taking over my body, so that was nice I guess?
Anyways, HCS!!!!!
While Ruth and Richie were dead, they saw the summoning and went ââŚDude, theyâre actually super hot, what the fuck.â And for the rest of their ghost lives, would come up with fanfic ideas with the LIB in it
Grace wouldâve loved Star Vs The Forces of Evil if her parents let her watch it (she saw the art style and fell in love)
Paul has a shit ton of cook books
Richie had thought about joining the smoke club (idk, he seems like a stoner, just like me fr)
Ruthâs room is either one of those aesthetically pleasing rooms with a bunch of playbills on her wall or with mushrooms/plants everywhereâŚor both
Charlotte really likes reading, she volunteers at the library to read to the children every week and they love her
Linda uses candy to bribe her children into doing stuff
Emma really likes turtles, so when she moved in with Paul, they got four turtles and named them Leo, Donnie, Mikey, and Raph
-did i forget to mention Paul and Emma like TMNT?
Steph sleeps with the TV on due to her small fear of the dark
Thatâs all!
#tgwdlm#the guy who didn't like musicals#black friday#npmd#nerdy prudes must die#hatchetverse#hatchetfield#starkid#hcs#im so normal about starkid#richie lipschitz#ruth fleming#lords in black#grace chasity#paul matthews#charlotte sweetly#linda monroe#stephanie lauter
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TMNT Rapael/Reader- "Held Space"
A/N: this took me absolute ages and is unedited because i got lazy. shoutout to my now ex-gf for dumping me which gave me the inspiration to finally finish this fic Pairing: Best-friend!Raphael (i imagined this as 2003, but frankly could be any of them)/reader Content Warnings: cheating, insults, toxic bf, best-friend raph Word Count: 2.1k
She stood on the subway, arm reaching up to hold onto the handgrip as she quickly switched her gaze between her phone and her surroundings. There were too many people around, and so little space, but she did her best to shuffle around to keep some semblance of a personal bubble. She was lucky that she didnât have too many stops between her work and home, and though it felt like much longer to her, within fifteen minutes of hopping onto the train, she was stepping off, eyes flicking down to her phone when it chimed. Unlocking her phone, it opened up to her text thread with one of her best friends, the contact name, raphie, followed by a ninja emoji, a turtle emoji, and a red scarf emoji. She had promised to text him once she had got off work and was heading home. Most of the thread had been meaningless rambles, a few memes, and lots of complaints about the horrors of customer service from her, and even more complaints about Leo from him. It was the newest additions to the thread that captured her attention.
You: I mean, at least my bfâs on cooking duty tonight. I donât think that I could handle having to cook after today lmao
raphie: yeah, so long as you trust him to not fill it chock full of nuts and not know where your epi-pen is again.
You: yeah that sucked
You: But that was one time! And I feel like it can he easy to forget someoneâs allergies if it wasnât all that important before. And heâs been better lately!
raphie: better as in actually good? Or better as in just not ghosting you for weeks at a time even though you live in the same apartment??
She sighed as she looked down at her phone. Raph had insanely high standard for anyone that was close to the people he cared about, and she was sure that it was just his protective side showing a bit. She figured that if Raph just knew him a bit better, that he wouldnât be so harsh on him. She thought that it was just because Raph didnât know him like she did, and that, really, Sam hadnât been all that bad recently. Things seemed to be looking up. There was a brief time that he wasnât being so loving, but in the past month, he had really turned around, he was amicable and affectionate, and kept up his side of the chore chart, he was really putting in an effort. And Raph, she thought, just didnât know what he was talking about. She pondered all of this as she walked the few blocks from the train station to her apartment. With every step, her exhaustion grew, until the reached her door. She struggled with her keys for a moment, before finally getting them into the lock and turning the handle, letting the door swing open. She took a step into the apartment, shutting the door behind her, and dropping her purse down on the floor beside her. It was when the purse did not land flatly as it normally would that she looked down, and found that another purse had gotten in the way of a successful landing. Confusion wrote itself across her face, as her eyes then trailed around the room, finding several feminine items that most certainly did not belong to her. She experienced a strange sense of extreme clarity and clear-headedness that was always so unexpected in moments of great pain and betrayal. She let her gaze travel all over the room a few more times, as she then noticed the sounds emanating from her bedroom. She pulled out her phone and opened her most recent text thread.
You: raph
raphie: ?
You: I need you to come to my apartment now.
She slid her phone back into her pocket, not waiting for a response, and quietly opened the door again.
âBaby! Iâm home! I thought you were gonna start on dinner?â She called out as she slammed the door shut. The noises from the bedroom ceased, and she imagined the panic on the loversâ faces. She waited a moment by the door, and heard a voice yell from the bedroom.
âYou have a girlfriend?â A feminine voice spoke. His voice was muffled through the door, though she could tell that the girl with him cut him off. âYou fucking asshole!â She heard the two of them moving about in the bedroom, and moved to the kitchen, opening up a cupboard and grabbing a wine glass. The bedroom door slammed open, and a flustered woman stormed out and up to her. âI am so sorry! He told me that he was single, I had no idea, I swear.â She looked at the woman, and despite her anger, couldnât logically stay mad when she knew that they had both been wronged.
âNot your fault that heâs a lying piece of shit.â
âNo kidding.â The woman replied. They both stood there, somewhat awkwardly for a moment before the woman apologized again and left. She was given only aa moment of peace before her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend came stumbling out of the bedroom, evidently only just having finished putting on pants. He was paid no heed, as she reached for a corkscrew in the far back of a cupboard.
âBaby, I can explain!â The words flew out of his mouth, and he took a large inhale, as if preparing to ramble. She cut him off before his lungs had filled.
âThereâs no need. You shouldnât waste the little time that you have to gather your essentials.â She spoke, her voice calm and even.
âWhat?â He asked, incredulous.
âYou can come back for the rest of your things Saturday at 3pm, as for now, just fill a bag or two with your most immediate essentials and leave.â
âThe fuck?! You canât kick me out! This is my home too!â He stepped towards her, and she looked at the clock. She knew Raph wouldnât ignore her text.
âNot according to the lease. Which has only my name on it.â
âBullshit! That doesnât mean shit. And you didnât even gimme a chance to explain!â
âThereâs clearly nothing that needs to be explained. Despite what you may think, Iâm not stupid. Iâm fully capable of putting two and two together.â She cut off another one of his fruitless attempts to argue. âSam. My name is on the lease, I, alone pay for the rent and all the bills. On top of my full time job, I also do a solid ninety-percent of the cleaning and chores, and pay for all of your stupid subscriptions. As far as the law, or anyone with basic common sense is concerned, I own this apartment and everything in it. Now, round up your shit, or at the very least your wallet and car keys, while you still have time to get out of my home.â
âThe fuck do you mean,âstill have time?â Iâm not going anywhere. You canât force me out of my own damn house.â She could hear the bedroom window be forced open, and the thud of two feet landing on the ground.
âYou will leave, or you will be forced to leave.â She said, doing her best to not allow her emotions to show in her voice. He continued to step closer to her, still yelling.
âYou really think you can force me to do anything, bitch?â She turned to face him, and looked past him, seeing Raph quickly approach. A smile beautifully matched the cold look glowing in her eyes.
âI donât need to. Youâre leaving.â She said, firmly. He lurched, but a much larger arm than his came around his neck, and applied heavy force, forcing a choked out wheeze to fall from his lips. Sam was pulled backwards into a firm body, his hands unsuccessfully clawing at the arm around his neck.
Raph spoke with a large smirk etched across his snout. âThis guy botherinâ you, maâam?â Humor dripped from every syllable. She returned his smile kindly.
âAs a matter of fact, he is.â
âWell, then, lemme take care of that for ya.â Raph said, sliding his arm away from Samâs neck, and grabbing onto his thumb, twisting so that his body would follow as Raph dragged him to the door and threw him out, leaving him crumpled on the ground, gasping for air. She walked up beside Raph, and tossed Samâs wallet on the ground in front of him, before retreating back into her apartment once more. Raph gave the pained man a cruel smile as he spoke. âAnd stay out!â After slamming the door in his face, Raph turned and walked farther into the apartment, reentering the kitchen once more, where he found her finally pouring herself a glass of wine.
He stepped towards her slowly, careful to not startle her. âHey, uh, you okay?â She stood with her back facing him still. He saw her take a large sip of her wine, looking out the kitchen window. After a moment of hesitation, she spoke, her voice losing its conviction by the syllable.
âIâll be fine. Thanks, Raph.â He took another few steps until he was only inches away from her. She still kept her back to him, and so he reached out and placed a gentle hand on her upper arm, carefully turning her to face him. As soon as they were face to face, she crumpled. Her lips pulled tight in a grimace, and her eyebrows scrunching up, the skin of her nose and cheeks already flushed and rosy, and her eyes shining with unshed tears.
âOh sweetheart.â Raph said, bringing his other hand up to her un-held arm. âWhat happened?â Her head lolled slightly to the side, and a heavy sigh escaped her.
âYou were right, and I should have listened to you.â She said, her voice breaking at long last. âI just-â She stuttered. âI just wanted to believe that we were happy and that everything was good, you know?â He nodded along, and rubbed gently strokes on her arms as she told him the events of the night. âI donât understand why he would do that. I did my best to be a good girlfriend. I did everything for him. Why wasnât I good enough?â She was rambling, just letting all of her negative and untrue thoughts come barreling right out of her mouth. Raphâs grimace grew as he was forced to listen to all her depressing self-talk.
âStop that.â He cut her off sharply, more so than he meant to. He attempted to correct his harshness by giving her a small, reassuring smile. âHeâs just a dick, you did nothinâ wrong, it wasnât you.â She inhaled, and he continued to talk before she got a chance to argue with him. âYou were perfect, and he didnât deserve you. I know how much work you put into the relationship, and how much effort you put into planning special things for him. You were not the issue. He was just the biggest piece of shit around, and you were unfortunate enough to fall for him.â
âRaph,â She said, quietly.
ââm not done.â He continued. âHe was damn fuckin lucky to be blessed with your presence, let alone to have you as a girlfriend. You got any idea how lucky any manâd be to have you, huh?â She sniffled, and he pulled her in tighter, letting her hide her face in his shoulder. âI wish I coulda convinced you to leave him sooner. You deserve way better than that garbage, you hear me?â She burrowed her face deeper into the scaly skin of his shoulder. âYou hear me?â He repeated, and waited until she nodded into his shoulder before he continued. âI know that it hurts now, but believe me when I say that you donât need him. You could do so much better than him, Sweetheart, you donât even know.â
The only sound that came from her in response were sniffles, routinely interrupted with a hiccup as she sobbed into his skin. He held her there for several moments, not offering any more words, simply sharing the experience with her and holding space for her pain, but he couldnât just stand there for long. Gently, he adjusted his hold and lifted her off of the ground, holding her tight to his body, and began to steadily walk into the living room, dropping the both of them down onto the couch. He continued to hold her close, as he rubbed large, slow circles on her back, allowing her to push all of her tears out, uncaring of the slight dribble of snot beginning to drop onto his skin.
âYouâre gonna be okay, Hon, Iâm here, Iâve gotcha.â
#tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt 2003#tmnt 2007#tmnt 2012#tmnt raphael#tmnt 2003 raphael#tmnt 2007 raphael#tmnt 2012 raphael#tmnt raph#tmnt 2003 raph#tmnt 2007 raph#tmnt 2012 raph#tmnt x reader#tmnt 2003 x reader#tmnt 2007 x reader#tmnt 2012 x reader#tmnt 07#tmnt 03#tmnt 2k12#tmnt 2k12 x readee#tmnt raphael x reader#tmnt raph x reader#tmnt 2003 raphael x reader#tmnt 2003 raph x reader#tmnt 03 raphael x reader#tmnt 03 raph x reader#tmnt 2007 raphael x reader#tmnt 2007 raph x reader#tmnt 07 raphael x reader
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Name: Fujitsumon
Debut: Digimon Pendulum 2.0 Deep Savers (kind of. It's a little complicated. But don't worry about that)
Fujitsumon is a darling little eyes-in-a-void barnacle! With their brown exteriors, they really do bring to mind Jawas, world-renowned eyes-in-a-void creature. This is a rare design choice for a barnacle, and a barnacle is a rare creature inspiration choice! Too rare! They are such incredible and fascinating animals, and should absolutely be represented as such, and not just background decorations!
Fujitsumon is essentially a Digimon by technicality, an accessory of a creature, and I'm fine with that. They're acknowledged as creatures, and that's enough for me! They're almost always seen attached to the surface of another creature, and that sure is barnacle of them!
This is their host, Octomon! Or Octmon, if you don't like the dub name, but I think Octomon sounds better. Octomon wears a clay pot on its head, and Fujitsumon live on top of that! This is a smart setup. If I lived underwater I would love to wear a hat that some barnacle friends of mine could live on! Fujitsumon and Octomon have a mutualistic relationship going on, where the barnacles will sense danger, and warn the octopus of it, getting the whole group out of danger!
The reason I wasn't so sure about Fujitsumon's debut is that in Deep Savers, Octomon's sprite looks like this, not nearly detailed enough to even depict some barnacles! However, it does seem like the official art was made around this time, so I might as well consider this Fujitsumon's debut too.
There isn't much to Fujitsumon, but I love it! It's cute, it's a barnacle, and it's almost a "secret" creature, and that makes it, dare I say, even more fun than if it was a standalone obtainable Digimon! A charming little oddity in the digital world.
That's what I thought until I found out this little barnacle has a whole dedicated ANIME EPISODE! YEEHAW! This is the best barnacle-related cartoon episode I've ever seen! Better than SpongeBob SquarePants episode 164a Barnacle Face! Why, even better than Benny the Barnacle (2022)! Can you believe it? Better than Benny the Barnacle? I can.
In this episode of Digimon Ghost Game, the human protagonist is tormented by premonitions of disasters occurring to everyone around him, revealed to be caused by a Fujitsumon settled on his head. A land mammal is no place for a barnacle! Wouldn't it be crazy if you could go to the beach and leave with a barnacle settled on your fingernail? What would you even do? I would probably feel obligated to dip my finger into the ocean regularly to let it filter-feed. If only we had air plankton!
This Fujitsumon, as well as others that are affecting other humans, come from one particular Octomon, who got so angry at his barnacles that they Left. These are no real-life, cemented-in-place-for-the-rest-of-their-lives barnacles! They can just get up and leave if they're bothered. I bet real barnacles wish they could do that! It would be so embarrassing to end up settled right next to a turtle's... hehe... I shan't say...!
Octomon's petty outburst was over his magic brain barnacles not using their clairvoyance to help him win at a mobile game. Now, because of his Gamer Moment, there are Fujitsumon stuck directly to peoples' heads, which can cause these heads to explode. Maybe he should have just played a good mobile game, like Pico Pets Puzzle! *high fives someone offscreen*
Don't worry! Everything's ok in the end, like it always is with invertebrate friends! Octomon apologizes, the lead Fujitsumon gathers the whole crusty crew, and everything is fine except for the physical damage that has already been done, but don't worry! The virtual invertebrates are all friends again! Squishy or chitinous, none of us have spines, and that's what matters!
If you know of any obscure barnacles in media, please let me know in the notes! And until the next high tide, remember to close your armored plates to prevent dessication!
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