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[xoxoemynn]

Can I just say..the tag “misuse of glitter” on your fic tags has me rolling with laughter 🤣

Hahahaha YAY. I'm excited for the misuse to be revealed soon!

While writing this one I realized I may have a thing for some glitter abuse as plot (the first being Here's to the Night, which is a Y2K New Year's Eve fic if anyone is looking for something seasonally appropriate to read!).

But I can't help it. It's so fun. It's so obnoxious. It's so them. I am but a mere mortal. Who am I to resist? In fact, I think I'm going to start including glitter in all my fics. That'll be my brand!

✨xoxoemynn, glitter freak✨

[tezzbot]

hi i've got a question

how do you manage to get your art looking so bad? my sister who's 8 seems to do a better job drawing with more detail and she does it with actual pencils and not digitally which gives you a major advantage yet you still somehow managed to look worse than hers?

Bro good for her!! That's really impressive at her age, tell her to keep at it I'm sure she'll make it big as an artist one day :D I'm only really drawing for myself so it's fine if it's that bad, I'm just having fun, I hope your 8 year old prodigy sister is having fun with her art too ^_^

[hellaephemeral]

i’m going to become the world’s greatest swordman. not bad for being the crew member of the king of pirates.

happy birthday to my dearest @roronoua!!!!

[clownmiser]

he's so habby to see you!! ❤🌈☀️

for @spookylovesart :-]

[mpreg-ask-blog]

Hi Angel👋

Angel: Aw, thank you ^^!

[chilschuck]

Heyyy girl heard you're not doing so hot so thought I'd come in with a couple of my thoughts and just ramble to you and see if that might help.

1) Chilchuck romance arc with someone where he softens and then there's part of it where he's acting like an idiot, stammering and stuttering and forgetting things that are currently happening because he's just Swooning hard

2) Kabru having a soft spot for stuffed toys from his time with Misril and actually choosing them as a gift for an S/O he's very passionate about. Things like maybe a small stuffed bear that can be used as a desk decoration, or even he asks Misril to teach him a few bits of sewing so he can make you a custom plush toy. Just little things like that.

Anywhoosies hope you feel better soon, make sure to water yourself, eat food and relax. Bye bye

- Stave

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ STAVEEEE IT HELPS MORE THAN YOU KNOW. i’m literally giggling and kicking my feet over these, they’re SO CUTE WAUGHGHGH.

romantic chil thoughts oooughhhh…. imagining him swooning over you and becoming so soft, a little bit of shyness he hasn’t felt in years returning… thinking of him stammering with those reddened cheeks, struggling to say the right words… my HEART. stave this gave me so much giddiness !!!!

and THIS. KABRU TOO???? YOU SPOIL ME. oh my god i LOVE this idea. he finds out your favorite animal and does his best to learn how to sew it for you… the thought that he’d make it the perfect size to keep on your desk so you can look at it and think of him… kabru working so hard on it just so he can see you direct that smile towards him… stave i’m gonna melt into the floor. rn. oh my god

[lamortwrites]

you might be too shy to ask for love but I will cram it into your mailbox anyway: one being that i love labrys and their stubbornness and viciousness and pain... the weight of being what they are (expected to be a tool of their father more than a human/expected to obey/everything being a bhaalspawn implies) comes through in your prose. it's visceral and rotten and perfect! ok also, i'm admittedly such a sucker for the cognitive dissonance/"i hate that i'm enjoying this i refuse to enjoy this i'll fight it til the last" [is enjoying it anyway] and you write that So Well w them. if labrys feels they're being leashed they'll pull against it until the chain snaps clean in half; you'll need a considerably more delicate approach. the way you write it... <3

oh my god thank you SO much!! you really described them so so perfectly I'm so glad it comes through okay! I'm always a little worried I'm either laying it on a bit too thick or making it too subtle so I'm so so glad you like it! <3

also taking this as an opportunity to send some love right back to you! it's always a joy to see you on my dash, I'm never sure exactly what flavour of post I'll get (in a good way!), and it's so nice and refreshing the way you talk about kink stuff too it feels rarer and rarer to see people open about their kinks nowadays. (also you're like, singlehandedly converting me to galetash I won't lie...that urge often miscalled free will cracked something wide open inside me haha)

[goldyluna]

I think at first you reminded me of Nao Egokoro

That was mostly superficial association based on your earlier avatar where I saw a fluffy hair and decided "this is totally Nao". Not to mention that you are an artist like her, so I thought that perceived similarity was intentional

Now I don't really think of any fictional characters when I think about you, but the most accurate would be a child of Naoreko. Reko has the cool big sis energy with amazing style and Nao is talented and sweet, so combination of them would get me think of you

AHHHHHH THAT'S SO SWEET <333

I love Nao and Reko so being their love child is something special. And I am happy you think of me like that!

[recareels]

your hair look so soft i wanna run my hands through it so bad 🥹 waaahhhh

ohhhh my gosh ran!!! (*ﾉωﾉ) i actually love having my hair played with and pet SO much so this sounds like a dreammm hehe <3 thank you so much tho!!!

[ellearts]

If you receive this, you make somebody happy! Go on anon and send this to 10 of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get one back, even better🌹💕

Hi!!! Honestly thank you thank you very very much for this!! I've been sick today, and I'm not doing very well mentally nowadays too, so this made me incredibly happy, especially getting it from one of my favourite artists.<333

[saiiboat]

hi bozo i like talking to you a lot seeing your notifs always brings a smile to my face. best part of my days is teasing the fuck outta you while u watch ordem:D

my friends are really bad at this whole "anonymous" thing

[angelmichelangelo]

Hihi I’ve been scrolling through ur blog a little and I absolutely love your writing + opinions <3 for the five minute prompts if you’re still doing them: “Make it stop”?? (if it’s cool I make a preference: Rasey or general??? Otherwise don’t worry about it, do what you’re doing :])

oh my goodness that is so kind of you! thank you !! <3 hope you enjoy this lil ficcy!

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“Make it stop, make it—”

Raph hisses, twisting out of his hold, squirming like his skin was on fire, and when Casey’s hands tremble over his body, barely touching against green, scaly skin, he feels as if he could be on fire, the heat rolls off of him and he has to bite back a burning threat of tears as he cradles the turtle in his hold, unsure of what to do.

The city explodes, dark sky flashes with a ferocious orange and there’s the staticy pop of his comms device trying to come back to life again.

There’s also the broken sound of April’s voice filtering through, barking out an order that Casey’s choosing to ignore. The blown out building that they’ve found themselves in rains down more dust as the air shakes and trembles in the aftershocks of whatever bomb had been set off just a few blocks away.

“I know,” Casey tells him, voice failing him, buckling heavily with emotion. Raph’s eyes are squeezed shut, so tight his face screws itself into a ball. There’s a gash sliced right across his face, deep and leaking crimson, Raph chokes back a sob and tries to escape Casey’s clutch again.

“Hold on,” Casey calls to him, voice warbling with uncertainty. The air shifts again, another explosion of light and noise that fills the fallen city. April is screaming at him again, something about falling back. Something about retreat that makes his gut squirm.

“Make it stop, Case, god please just make it all stop.”

And he knows he’s delirious with pain, with shock, with a boatload of trauma but he wishes he could fulfill his wish and just snap his fingers and make everything around them just disappear.

But other than hoping and wishing, he isn’t sure what to do. Raph is close to a hundred pound of pure mutant turtle. Casey is only a man. He could try lifting him but he knows it’ll be futile.

And maybe he’s destined to stay behind with Raph, turn himself into ash and stone, cradling his form for anyone past this war to find, to study, to purposely misunderstand and his breath catches in his throat when tears leak from the corners of Raph’s eyes and his hand is being crushed by three larger fingers that wrap around his. And then in an instance, there’s Mikey, having appeared within a fraction of a second, and Casey is sure he coughs up a small, weak laugh, thinking something like ha, Angel-o, get it, because the other younger turtle is looking at his barely conscious brother and his face is creased with determination and he’s yanking Casey up with just one arm, forcing him to his feet and Raph makes a swipe for him but Mikey’s filling the space between them both and somehow he’s able to do what Casey wasn’t and he’s hauling him over his shoulder, breath heavy and ragged as he steadies himself with the newfound weight against his. “Casey, go,” Mikey barks at him. Casey does go instead, moving through the smokey air everything feels warm and heavy on top of him and his eyes burn as he listens to the sound of Raph filtering between awake and being asleep. “Make it stop,” his words slur together. “Please. Make it stop.” The war carries on without them once they’ve hauled ass into the back of their van and as soon as Casey is out on his ass, both April and Mikey are chewing them out about suicide missions and being reckless, just as Mikey is tending to Raph’s face, pressing a cloth that soaks red, his lips are pressed together with unspoken hurt and all Casey can do is sit and watch as April wordlessly drives them back to their lair. It’s just them, their group having thinned out tremendously over the years but it doesn’t stop Casey from finding Raph’s room later that night, brushing his thumb over where the edge of the bandage that’s wrapped around his face, pressing his kiss to his snout. “It’ll stop,” Casey whispers to him. He knows he’s sleeping, body heavy with the drugs that Mikey had jabbed into his once they’d gotten home. “One day. It’ll stop.” And he can only hope it will.

[ruingod]

i just had to tumble into your askbox real quick and tell you that your paul is of such high quality that i'm genuinely flabbergasted you follow me. like holy shit that is some gorgeous writing and you've absolutely NAILED his character. it's so frightening; it's so beautiful. thank you for bringing it to tumblr and letting us witness it in motion.

OH ?? MY GOD ?? no because the way i had to read this over and over cause i couldn't believe this like ... THANK YOU SO MUCH ? you are such a sweetheart, like ... coming from the best peter in the community that I've always been so heart eyes over ... this means so much to me so thank you, thank you, thank you !!

[aftonsparv-bugzz]

have i mentioned i lovelovelove your typing quirkz, mrow? theyre zo cool, ruff!! you in general zeem very cool, mrow!! just wanted to zay i hope you have a zplended day, ruff!!

:33 < OH MI GOSH FURETAS SO NYACE OFURR MEW TO SAY x33 AHHHH FURRNKziEZ !! ILOFURR MEWR TYPURRING CLAWRK TOL, HAFURR CLAWD DAY !! :33

[binch-i-might-be]

have the shoutout i put into the tags of my latest tumblr post, bc ik you won't see it otherwise and you deserve ALL of the shoutouts

omg?? thank you for the shoutout!! and thank you for reading ahhhh

[endlesslyanya]

lmaooo I can't do an evil boop I'm on mobile 😭😭