#So if it popped up as a mutation they would be cared for

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Another World Ogiri November 2023 [What are Knuckles and Sonic doing...? ]

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“You must have been gooey at first!”

Two characters appear every month in surprising outfits and situations! Let's enjoy Ogiri together with illustrations that will make your imagination run wild!

This time, the defender with the proof of victory, Knuckles, the fighting king, takes on the sonic clown, the challenger Sonic! The outcome of the dream match where power and speed collide is...! ?

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Act11: “An unforgettable rival”

"This belt is just for me! That's right!"

"'Knuckles! Knuckles! Oooooooo!"

Raising his championship belt and roaring towards the audience is Knuckles the Echiduna, the red echidna fighting king. With a large crowd filling the arena, the champion's performance will heat up the venue.

“Ladies & Gentlemen! The long-awaited title match is finally here!”

The robot referee ``Omochao'' also flew around the ring, further enlivening the venue.

"Knuckles, the undefeated absolute defender, will the title be replaced today!? The featured challenger enters! The clown at the speed of sound...Sonic the Hedgehog!"

"Hey! Looks like you're doing well, knucklehead!"

The challenger, a blue hedgehog, appeared illuminated by a spotlight and landed dashingly on top of the corner post.

Sonic, dressed in a colorful clown suit and performing spectacular acrobatics on the spot, greeted Knuckles and the audience with an exaggerated pose and a fearless smile. The audience seats were also excited.

Knuckles says he's a nasty bastard and hits both Kobushi and glares at the challenger...

"Did I meet you somewhere? I don't care, but I don't think you'll be easy on me."

Sonic and Tails trace the source of the energy and arrive at this venue, but they find Knuckles, the "King of Fighters," there.

He also seems to have a Chaos Emerald that has mutated into a "Champion Belt"... but even with that power, there is no sign that he will regain his memories after seeing Sonic and the others.

"Why? There's also a reaction from the Chaos Emeralds."

"He's always been a gullible guy, and the effects of strange things may be strong... Well, just look at him! If you give that stone head a shot, he'll remember it."

...So, Sonic challenged Knuckles to a fight as a "challenger".

"Knuckles! Knuckles!"

The ringside was filled with rumblings as people cheered for Knuckles. Sonic glanced at the crowd waiting anxiously for the gong to start the match, and with light steps that could be seen as a provocation, he closed the distance to Knuckles...

"Whoa, challenger Sonic! What on earth are you planning on doing!?"

He slowly opened his fist and grinned, and countless balls appeared between his fingers. As if by magic, he threw one ball high into the air, and it flew over the corner post of the ring at high speed, demonstrating a spectacular ball juggling act.

The audience held their breath as they watched this unexpectedly high-level performance. Eventually, the balls piled up one after another in front of Knuckles' nose, and...

＜＜Pon! >>

When all the balls popped, Flicky, a blue bird, was perched there, looking around. Knuckles jumps in surprise and Flicky flies away.

“Did you like the little greeting from the newcomer?”

"Y-you bastard...!"

After giving a mischievous wink, Sonic grins again.

Laughter leaked out from the audience seats. Afterwards, a rain of applause showers down on the ring, praising the spectacular performance.

"'Wow, that's amazing!'" "You totally pissed Knuckles off!" "Sonic! Sonic!"

"...Tenmeee!"

Sonic speaks to Knuckles, who is shaking his fists and showing his anger, from atop the ring post.

``I don't dislike the away atmosphere, but I just don't like it when I'm losing to you in the audience.''

Before I knew it, the cheers that had been dominated by the champions had turned into a 50-50 split in just a few seconds. Knuckles is bread! He slaps his cheeks with both hands, burning his fighting spirit towards Sonic.

“We get along well, I was just thinking you wouldn’t like me either!”

"Knuckles! Knuckles!" "Sonic! Sonic!"

"Let's both be in high spirits in the ring and in the audience! Now, let's start the match!"

<<Khan! >>

A gong sounded throughout the venue, signaling the start of the match.

The two stare at each other in the center of the ring. Knuckles keeps his eyes on Sonic as he moves around quickly.

Knuckles judges the timing and hits an accurate and fiery straight, but Sonic narrowly evades him. As for Sonic, he keeps increasing his speed in an attempt to break Knuckles' stance, which he doesn't like...

"Blue Tornado!"

It spins around Knuckles at high speed with a blue afterimage. He creates a powerful tornado and launches Knuckles high into the sky, then launches a zigzag run-up and spin attack!

＜＜Gashi! >>

Everyone expected a clean hit due to the intense sound of the impact, but...

"Shame for you"

Knuckles, who blocked Sonic's attack by sandwiching his fists between his fists, showed his teeth and grinned, then slammed Sonic to the ground with great force.

"Volcanic, dunk!"

<< Zugoon! >>

The explosion and shock that erupts as the bullet hits the ground. Sonic was launched into the air by the recoil, but there was no visible damage, probably because the impact was dispersed by the high-speed spin, and he quickly regained his balance.

“Oraoraoraaaaaah!”

"Hey! I guess I won!"

Knuckles is in hot pursuit and Sonic is dodging him... Red and blue trajectories passing each other in the air engage in a fierce battle.

"S-Great battle Chao!"

"'Wow, that's amazing!'"

Omochao, along with the audience, cries out in surprise as the live commentary can't keep up with the high-level, high-speed battle. Everyone can't help but cry out in the face of this battle.

"Well, you're still as stupid as ever... But it has to be like this!"

A powerful, fearless and worthy adversary. Before Sonic knew it, he found himself in an unusually excited mood during this serious battle with Knuckles, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You're an angry bastard, but you'll do it! I've been waiting for someone like you!"

And so was Knuckles. My body moved on its own in the face of a sharp onslaught and speed that I should have never experienced before. For some reason, my heart was warmed by a mysterious and nostalgic uplifting spirit.

"(It's still not like this... Give me the best blow to defeat him!)"

That moment when our mutual excitement reached its climax...!

“It’s time to go to the finale!”

"It's top notch!"

In response to the furious kick unleashed from a top-speed sonic spin, the punch of the fist was like an explosion from an active volcano. Their best blows collide with each other.

<<<< Dogaan! ＞＞＞＞

A clean hit to each other's faces...! The two people collapsed at the same time, and the cheers were louder than ever.

"""Ooooo!"" ""Knuckles! Knuckles!"" "Sonic! Sonic!"

"Ryo, both of you are down! Chao counts! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

"Two...."

In the noisy audience, Tails can't help but clench his fists, as if praying, waiting for the two to return.

"I... Tee!!"

"Oh my god! They got up almost at the same time... Ciao~!?"

Wake up at the same time. But Knuckles was the first to speak.

Knuckles ran up to Sonic, not noticing that he had blown up his toychao in the process, and said this while holding his kicked head.

"What are you doing, Sonic! What are you looking like?"

"...Huh? Tails, it happened like you said, right?"

Knuckles was looking at Sonic with a proud face while stroking his cheek where he was punched, but he suddenly remembered something and let out a scream.

"Yes, listen to me! While I was destroying Eggman's factory, I found a strange monster underground!"

Knuckles is pointing under the ring, as if time has stopped and started moving.

"This guy's in the way... Oh!"

A flash of spirit!

<< Zugone! >>

When he swings his fist at his feet, the ring is blown away along with the floor with the impact. After the swirling debris and dust settled, what I saw below was...

It was a large gaping hole that was still collapsing from the inside in a chain reaction into a huge underground space.

The two of them stare at the hole in amazement, ignoring the noisy audience seats. Breaking the silence, Tails's energy detector makes a loud noise.

＜＜Pipipi! Pipipi! >>

At the same time, a heavy tremor erupts from the depths of the earth...! The area around the hole began to collapse, and the venue became noisy.

"It looks like the energy flow is heading deeper into this hole...! We have to hurry!"

"Ah! ...But wait a minute."

Knuckles snatched the microphone from Omochao, who had stumbled back, and called out to the confused audience:

"Hey, you guys! I'm sorry, but I've gotten into a bit of a wild situation! I'm sure you have a lot to say, but please leave this place to me and evacuate!"

After giving a shout, he shoves the microphone at Omochao and forces him to take charge of the evacuation.

“I-I don’t know what it is, but everyone just runs away~!”

"'Knuckles is saying hello! Run!'" "'Ooooooooooo!'" "'Knuckles! Knuckles! ......'"

"Wow... everyone's gone."

Knuckles smiled at Tails, who was overcome with admiration and was stunned, and then turned to face the dark, deep hole he was heading towards and silently looked down at it.

"...It turned into a forfeited match."

Before he knew it, Sonic was standing behind Knuckles, pretending to be disappointed, and laughing.

"Hey! No matter how you look at it, I won, but you can try it again."

“That’s my line!”

With that said, Sonic jumps into the hole first, followed by Tails. Knuckles chased after it and jumped into the hole, smiling wryly and saying,

"We really get along well, don't we?"

"Cognitive frictional energy"

What the three people saw after passing through the hole was an unusual landscape that they had never imagined. A huge, cylindrical, dark underground cavity about 100 meters in diameter and depth...

At its bottom is a huge white parabolic antenna that looks straight up and is exactly the diameter of this cavity, and in the center of it stands a large conical glass tower like a rocket, emitting dazzling light. I was doing it.

"this is......!?"

Sonic grabbed hold of Tails as he flew, and Knuckles used his specialty to glide, observing the strange sight as they slowly and carefully descended.

＜＜Pipipi! Pipipi! >>

As you descend, the unknown energies that are gathering from various otherworldly areas gradually increase in strength. By the time Sonic and his friends descended halfway down the shaft, it had become a visible torrent of countless purple lights.

"Wow, that's amazing...it's similar to the power of the Phantom Ruby though..."

Tails couldn't figure out what this energy was. However, in the midst of this flow, the moment Tails saw visions of different worlds in various places flickering up and down, emitting intense sparks, a great realization came to him.

"I see! I understand!"

Tails was so surprised that Sonic almost threw him off, and the truth he told him was shocking.

Sonic and his friends' "stars" have been forcibly overwritten with their own perception of countless otherworldly images held by various people using the Phantom Ruby weapon. The gap in perception between the star's original reality and this otherworldly reality was putting a strain on the star, causing it to generate a huge amount of energy.

"So...I guess we should call it 'cognitive frictional energy'...Eggman's purpose was to steal this from all over the world!"

Just as Tails finished his explanation, the three of them landed on the plate of the giant parabolic antenna at the bottom of the cavity and looked up in silence.

"Cognitive frictional energy" coming from all over the world is received by this antenna, gently reflected, and collected at the tip of the central glass tower. The energy converged there could be seen to fall intermittently and be stored in the bulge at the base of the tower.

"He's still a top-notch guy when it comes to doing stupid things."

"Yeah. He's the one who walks around with his clothes on."

Sonic and Knuckles are stunned, but can't hide their bitter smiles on the one hand and their irritation on the other.

"Look at the base of the tower! There's so much energy gathering that it's distorting the space around it... It's enough power to destroy this planet four times!"

Tails tells Sonic and the others with a serious expression.

“What should I do?”

"Well, that energy hasn't been activated yet, so if you release it from the fixed field, the star will self-repair and the events will flow backwards..."

"...Tell me so I can understand, Tails!"

“Anyway, I guess it’s okay if we just destroy it.”

"Well, actually, Knuckles is right... Let's destroy that thing, release the energy, and restore the world to normal!"

“Oh, leave it to me!”

Knuckles rolls up his sleeves and heads towards the tower in high spirits. Sonic saw it off with a bitter smile for a while, but...

“Well, this guy has to be like this.”

I looked at his back and nodded with a smile, and followed him in good spirits.

...... Eventually, the three of them arrive at the base of the tower, where countless otherworldly visions flicker around them, and they sigh once again at its majesty.

The light leaking out of the tank-like shape and the image of another world are like the screams of something. The three of them took up their position with Knuckles in the middle, and finally made up their minds.

"It's made of a very strong crystal, but I think Knuckles' power can break it."

"It's nice to have stupid power. You don't have to think about anything."

"At least thank that idiot for today. Let's go!"

Just when Knuckles raised his clenched fist high and was about to swing it down forcefully!

<<Bashuuu>>

The tank glowed exceptionally brightly, emitting a blinding white flash.

"Wow!"

In the next moment, a purple pillar of light several tens of meters in diameter pierced from the tank to the tip of the tower, and from the tip far into the sky.

"W-what is this...!"

In the meantime, only a few seconds. After that, a silent tower and silence reigned over the area. And a loud, familiar voice echoes from the sky...

"Ho, ho, ho! You came all the way to this place, you damn hedgehogs! You had a good sight, but it seems you were a little too late."

"Eggman!?"

Sonic and his friends look at the sky.

``It's true that this situation is the result of my genius plan. This is 'give and take.' In return for delivering a fun parallel world to everyone, I gain enormous amounts of energy and use this most powerful weapon. That doesn't mean it's completed."

"The strongest weapon!? Something that uses that much energy...?"

Perhaps satisfied with Tails's voice, Eggman gets excited and raises his voice.

"If you can stop me, try to stop me. I'll use Kisama and the others as testing grounds for this most powerful weapon and turn them into trash!"

＜＜Gogogogo...! >>

"Wow!"

As the ground rumbles, countless plant branches and roots spring up from under their feet at an abnormal speed, and before they know it, Sonic and his friends are pushed to the ground, along with the parabolic antenna that has turned into a giant flower.

“!?”

"No way...! Are you creating a different world locally?"

“It’s a mess!”

When they returned to the ground, they found a scene that looked like a hybrid of a chemical plant that had been converted into an energy facility and a sinister plant, and...and then...the ground trembled behind the three of them. When they turned around, they saw a purple-golden giant towering over them.

"This is Eggman's ultimate weapon...!?"

The curtain of a terrible battle was about to be cut off.

#Sonic #Otherworld Comedy #Knuckles The Echidna #Sonic The Hedgehog #Miles Tails Prower #Sonic Channel

[bonefall]

Question: Since the mutation that makes sphynx cats nakey (their hair is fragile and sucks) can just happen at random. How would a Clan treat a nakey cat born among them? Could they make them a coat?

I think, at first, there would be concern that it's some kind of sign. Hairlessness looks like mange, a very serious and contagious condition. This could be a terrible omen-- that mange will be brought down to us.

But it would become apparent the kitten isn't a fader, it isn't a StarClan warrior who came down to deliver the others, or a mere sign. It's pink and wrinkled, like a newborn rodent, but moves as the other kits do. Did StarClan... forget its fur?

There's another feared creature without any fur-- humans. It looks human.

I think the poor thing would have a lot of problems with the other cats its age and maybe the more superstitious members of the Clan, but a warrior of the Clan is a warrior of the Clan. Life would be harder for them, but there would still be love that exists.

They'd be capable of making them a coat, and they WOULD need it, but I can see that cat trying to go without it for fear of being made fun of. That's another thing humans do-- wear pelts all over themselves because they have no fur of their own.

Unfortunately they'd also be prone to a ton of really bad health problems. This poor guy would be in the Cleric's den a lot, and may need to retire early or focus on campbound activities.

Health problems;

Pelt is a LOT weaker; injuries from battle or even training would be a lot more severe, Cleric may recommend them not taking part in fights.

Skin becomes filthy, and needs special cleaning. There is no fur to absorb the oil that the skin naturally makes to keep the coat healthy, causing buildup.

Even with proper cleaning, the skin is super prone to rashes, lesions, and constant irritation. Wash TOO MUCH and the skin will become dry and chapped.

SUNBURN. Especially in WindClan, where the warrior might spend a lot of time on the open moor in daylight, and RiverClan, where light reflecting off the water could cause an intense burn. It would be recommended the warrior take night shifts, but this could be an issue because night is cold. (BB!Cats are crepuscular).

Additionally; such severe, uniquely-placed sunburns are something Clerics wouldn't see very often. Lack of medical experience with these sorts of injuries could prove dangerous.

Ear infections. Cats naturally have hair in their ears, which their earwax production accounts for.

Both heatstroke AND frostbite. Very bad temperature regulation leading to severe ailments. Fur helps stabilize body temperature.

So in conclusion...

Life would be very difficult for this individual. Fur isn't just full-body hair; it's almost as fundamental as a top layer of skin. This would be a serious disability for a Clan cat to have, and it may invoke the image of detested humans leading to social stigmatization.

But because they're clanborn, they are unambiguously a member of the Clan. It's likely that the Clan would make clothing for this warrior out of fur pelts, but in their struggle with internalized ableism, they might have conflicted feelings about wearing it.

The Cleric would recommend campbound activities, night shifts, and WEARING YOUR PELT, DAMN IT. They would need to take full baths every few days, not too much and not too little, plus frequent ear cleanings.

#Clan culture #Hairless cat #Disability #for the record. Im not pro-sphinx breeding. I think that's obvious but... I don't think this is ethical. #They can live full lives with extra proper care but I don't think this is just a cute trait that's ok to select for #we shouldn't intentionally breed animals that produce oil for fur we've altered out of them #And they're so prone to rashes and lesions and wax buildup... #There's WORSE breeds but that's also not okay. #they are also not hypoallergenic. Common misconception. They will still bother your allergies if you are allergic to cats. #Because the allergen is the OIL AND DANDER #Not just fur broadly #BUT an animal born this way still deserves sympathy and a full life #and Clan cats always care ferociously for their own. #So if it popped up as a mutation they would be cared for #But if they had the chance to become a kittypet... that might actually really be their best option #Or a daylight warrior even!

[animeyanderelover]

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional mindset, stalking, clinginess, jealousy, touchiness, manipulation, gaslighting, blackmail, threats, intimidation, sadism, violence, abduction, death

Tags: @shumidehiro @leveyani @izanami78

Soulmate AU

Light Yagami

✍️Honestly, soulmates are so unlikely to meet anyways that you have stopped caring about finding your own. You have never experienced anything that would have hinted for you to have one anyways so you just brush it off as nothing and go on with your life. When you start to attend university, you meet Light Yagami. And as shameful as it is for you to admit this, you have a crush on him. Just like everybody else on this campus. It is embarrassing and to not mutate into a stereotypical simp, you decide to avoid him as good as you can. Although you just can't help your pounding heart whenever he is in your vision nor can you stop your eyes from slowly moving over to him and silently admire him. You don't expect him to return your feelings though as you know that he has asked a couple of other girls already out without deepening the relationship. It's such a shame that someone as handsome and intelligent as him has to be such a shallow playboy. But one can't have everything in life.

✍️​What you don't seem to know is that Light has noticed you already but hasn't let you realize yet. His eyes were drawn to you from the very first moment he saw you and his attraction just bloomed out of nowhere. Light is perhaps slightly frustrated with this development but he can't help the way his heart reacts whenever he looks at you. He thinks that his feelings are a waste of time since he has to work towards his goal to become the God of this world and rid it of all evil. Then there are also the additional troubles of Misa clinging to him and L being hot on his trails which would make it unnecessarily difficult to fit you within his life so he attempts to forget about you and focus on his goal. The thoughts about you linger though and as soon as he has a quiet moment, his mind always drifts to you. It is maddening as you trouble him without even knowing about it and sometimes he got so incredibly angry that the thought to write you down in his Death Note popped up in his mind only for panic and fear to settle in instantly after, a sudden ache in his heart that always catches him off-guard.

✍️​Light finds himself infiltrating your group here and there, always steering the conversation subtly into talking about you without being too obvious and without ever approaching you directly. His eyes drift carefully towards you and quickly dart somewhere else when he realizes that your eyes do the same as he doesn't want to get caught. He occasionally follows you around inside the campus without making it look like he is actually following you and he even asks Ryuk if the shinigami could keep his eyes on you from time to time. Ryuk mostly does so when he gets his reward of apples but can't help but laugh whenever Light asks him to do so as he teases the boy for his sudden obsessive interest in you. Light is no idiot though, he is very receptive. He also knows that you glance at him quite often in class only to look quickly away in embarrassment when you realize that he is looking at you too. He notices that you try to avoid him or pretend to be busy with something else whenever he walks into your direction. He carefully asks your friends about it and ultimately arrives at the delightful conclusion that you have an interest in him too but are too embarrassed to admit it.

✍️​You nearly get a heart attack when he approaches you one day and offers you to help you as he has seen you struggling in this specific subject. Honestly, you would rather not but you can't bring yourself to reject him whilst he looks at you with such a charming smile so both of you compromise to meet at his house later that night. You're so nervoud and also embarrassed when you walk into his house as you notice the glances his parents give Light and you as you would love nothing more than to explain to them that it is not what it might look like. You have some drinks and chat with his parents before Light leads you to his room. You are flattered when you realize that he has already made notes and prepared some exercises as well as explanations he has written down for you to take home with you and use as preparations for your next exam. There is definitely some tension which causes you to sweat slightly whilst Light either doesn't notice it or hides it better. You definitely feel his eyes scrutinizing you intently though the entire time.

✍️​At one point you abruptly stand up, excusing yourself as you stutter that you have to use the toilet. Light's eyes narrow as a displeased look crosses his face. His arm stretches out as his fingers grasp your wrist to stop you from fleeing from him and to chide you for lying to him trying to avoid him only for a sudden sharp heat to be felt for the both of you. He pulls his arm back in surprise as you press your hand against your chest and let out a gasp as you feel the hot and throbbing pain in your wrist. You quickly pull your sleeve up only to stare with bewildered eyes at the sudden tattoo that has suddenly appeared on your wrist. It looks like two wings of an angel. Your mind is racing as you try to comprehend what has just happened only for Light to abruptly stand up too. You look at him dazed only for your eyes to land on his wrist where you can see the same tattoo. Your jaw nearly drops as you realize what this means. When you force your eyes to look into his own, you feel a cold shudder going down your spine as you see the possessive look in his eyes. Quickly he smoothes his expression into a flawless smile again as he looks at you. Why don't the both of you get to know the other one better?

L Lawliet

🍰​You have been born with a soulmate mark on your body, a name that has been written on your body ever since you came out of your mother's womb. It is placed on your stomach, reading the name L Lawliet. You have been told from a very young age that this means that your soulmate has already been born and that they have received their soulmate mark and your name engraved somewhere on their body the moment you were born. As a small kid you kind of fantasize over all of this but as you grow older you start changing your thoughts. How much older than you is your soulmate? What if they are over 10 years older than you? You even start to grow unconscious of the name written on your stomach and luckily the spot is easy to hide so you make it a point to never wear revealing clothes or go anywhere that would require you to wear less clothes. Finding your soulmate is such a rarity anyways so it is probably useless to hope for you to meet them.

🍰​L has even as a small child always been very perceptive so he noticed at the young age of 3 years that something had suddenly appeared on his calf that couldn't be washed away no matter what. Confusion eventually grows into acceptance and even some fondness as it brings him weird comfort just looking at the name written on his skin and uttering the name it spells out. When Wammy aka Watari finds him eventually and notices the name written on his calf, he takes his time explaining to L what this means. L is weirdly fascinated when he finally gets an explanation for this tattoo on his calf, the thought of it having appeared because his destined other finally came into the world is such an intriguing idea and concept for him. He is very discreet about having a soulmate though so he never tells the other children in the Wammy's House about this and always wears long trousers to hide your name from all eyes. The older he grows and the more he is mentored by Watari to be a great detective, the more he realizes the risks though.

🍰​His identity has to remain an absolute secret after all so the fact that somewhere on this planet is someone who walks around with his name on your skin is a huge risk for his career and safety. So as soon as he starts taking on cases and Watari starts travelling around with him, both of them also start looking for you. Amongst billions of people they have to find you and normally that would be a jarring task. Yet L already has your name engraved on his body which makes the process much more easier. Data about all people sharing the same name as you is collected yet it is when L gets to your file and sees the picture of you that he feels a sudden warm tingling in his chest as he gazes at your face. When Watari notices how he looks at your photos with an almost dazed look in his eyes and asks L if you are the right one, the young man quickly looks up at him and tells him that he would like to travel to your country as quickly as possible. He spends hours just staring at all the photos he can find and reading countless files about you, demolishing your privacy whilst satisfying his need to know more.

🍰​He takes on a fake name and fake identity just to be sure if the small possibility that you aren't his soulmate should be true. He has no doubts that it's you though as he is weirdly nervous when he goes out to meet you and the moment his dark eyes land on you, he feels his heart starting to race against his chest. He's able to quickly get close to you as you are weirdly drawn to him. L knows that this is most likely because of the soumate bond both of you share even if you don't know about it yet. His eyes are often roaming across your body as yhe wonders where his name is inked upon your body. He would just love to see it as he is sure that it would look absolutely beautiful. He can't help his slices of impatience though as he sometimes can't hold back and ask you if you have a soulmate, dark eyes gauging your every twitch and breath as your body language and facial expressions always give your lies away to him. You cold try as hard as you can but nothing is missed by his observing gaze.

🍰​Watari has to surprisingly hold him back because otherwise he would rush everything too fast. L already wants to speed up the process to take you as quickly as possible but he understands Watari's arguments that the both of you should establish a better bond before the detective takes you for himself. The entire plan as well as the execution goes smoothly as L has already come up with an explanation for your disappearance without anything leading to him. He waits anxiously until you wake up and remains calm as he explains everything to you. You don't want to belive him when he tells you that he is your soulmate but when he reveals the tattoo on his calf to you, your eyes widen and your heart skips a beat when he tells you his real name. Your eyes glance down at your stomach and in the next moment you feel L's cold finger eagerly gripping the hem of your sweater, lifting the material slowly up as you can hear his breath hitching as he finally sees his own name on your skin. Dark eyes seem to burn this image into his mind before he finally meets your anxious and jittery gaze. You're staying with him from now on.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

​🍎​Soulmates have always been a concept that you have grown up with since your childhood. Oftentimes it was romanticised since a lot of people just adored the idea of finding your significant other who was destined for you. It wasn't uncommon for people to not like the idea that much though since it felt like they had no choice to choose their partner. No matter which opinion one person had, finding their soulmate in such a huge world was often very difficult to achieve. Some of the symptoms people had because of their soulmate or because they were born with their significant other were also quite scary in your mind. You remember reading stories about people who couldn't taste or were only able to see the world in black and white and still remember clearly how one of your classmates often got mysterious injuries because they and their soulmate shared every wound. So your lack of any tattoos, names or lack of taste was honestly a relief for you.

🍎​Fyodor's thoughts on soulmates have always been very interesting. To imagine that there is a force beyond human understanding which determines who is your destined other and might occasionally even ruin the life of people as they wailed in misery because they couldn't find their love was intriguing. Love truly can be a curse at times, especially with the way some people become aware that they have a soulmate. Reading reports of how some people died because of the injuries their soulmate suffered or how some just experienced the pain without receiving the actual injuries has been a small hobby of his when he had the time. Fyodor has some mild fascination with the concept of soulmates as he sometimes wonder where his one is as he has nothing that could help him to find you as he has no marks nor any obvious symptoms. Soulmate bonds can be very different from case to case, although some are more common than others so he occasionally wonders what symptoms he will develop if he should ever find his soulmate.

🍎​Both of you meet in the town you are living in as he has currently settled there because he is looking for a specific someone who he needs for one of his schemes. You're currently working in a small dining place as it is the best job you were able to find at the time. It isn't much but you are thankful enough as your co-workers are mostly nice and the money you earn is enough to get you around. You can't deny that you feel almost instantly attracted to Fyodor when he first enters this place but you don't expect it to be more than a slight crush. After all a lot of your co-workers end up gushing silently about him when he walks in since he is a handsome young man. Still, you end up being the one who takes his order and you try your best to not act stupid as you walk over to him, although you feel the heat settling into the skin of your face when purple eyes meet your own and just seem to observe you before he gives you a small smile and orders a hot beverage.

🍎​He can't quite put his fingers around it but there just seems to be something about you that fascinates Fyodor. A fatal attraction for you that leads him to visiting your diner more often than he would normally. Sure, he enjoys the tranquility in the place as well as the tea and the coffee that he is being served there but the main attraction about this place really is you. He can't help the small feeling of disappointment whenever you aren't the one taking his orders as his eyes always seem to search for you. What is it about you that has him feeling so obsessed? He can never seem to find an answer for this question as he watches all surveillance cameras to see what you are up to when he has the time. Slowly he starts messing your life up and takes your hidden misery in when he visits the diner yet something hampers him from feeling the sadistic satisfaction as he watches your tired face and the exhaustion written all over you. Why is he feeling pity for you?

🍎​Fyodor finally realises what you are to him when he witnesses you one day at your lowest point as everything just seems to crumble apart around you. Tears fall down your face as you sob and he hates how he feels this painful twinge in his heart whilst watching you. He feels something akin to bitterness poisoning his mind as he looks at you. You deserve this pain and despair for tainting him with the sin of loving someone like you yet you elicit guilt out of him even if he is in the right. Your face is buried in your face as you cry so you don't notice the pale hand stretching out for you with the intent of hurting you. Yet he never reaches you. His hand is left trembling in the air as it feels like some sort of invisible force is repelling him from you. His eyes rest at his hand before they dart over to you and suddenly he has an idea. The moment he drops his intent to hurt you, his hand moves forward and caresses your hair, whispering soothing words to you whilst his eyes start gleaming with an unsettling look. How interesting.

Jouno Saigiku

♦️​It started when you were about 13 years old. Those dreams. Initially it was all blurry and appeared only in fragments. You always thought that you saw a figure there though, although you could never really tell who it was and what they looked like. After a few months you started hearing a voice calling out for you. It was a boy and soon you could see that he was walking towards you. Yet both of you were unable to reach the other as neither of you had mastered the world of those shared dreams just yet. You tried your best to control your dreams as you knew that this boy was your soulmate yet you still struggled as the colors around you melted as the world around you always crumbled. He on the other hand had soon learned how to shape the dreams around him and always came to rescue you and give you stability within those dreams. You found out that his name was Saigiku and happily told him your own name.

♦️​He could see. Whenever he slept, he was able to see. A world coated in darkness became a vibrant world of colors whenever you joined him in your dreams and slowly learnt how to shape the world around yourself. He could see your face always smiling happily whenever he joined you in your dreams. Honestly, the delight he felt whenever he could see you was almost amusing as he knew that he partially felt like this because of the fact that you were his soulmate. Yet whilst he was able to see, he was slightly annoyed about the fact that his exceptional hearing was gone. He couldn't read you properly like he could have done if he would have just heard your heartbeat properly. Whilst Jouno was still much more deceptive and focused on your body language and facial expressions, he probably was still missing things.

♦️​You noticed that Jouno didn't reveal much about himself besides his name and that saddened you a bit since the two of you were soulmates. At the same time you also started telling him less crucial information about yourself as he didn't tell you either. It was only fair after all. You always imagined that he squeezed his eyes shortly as if displeased about your lack of information before it disappeared so quickly behind his composed and small grin that you often wondered if you were just seeing stuff. You couldn't deny though that something just felt a little bit off about Saigiku. Sometimes it just felt like something sinister was lurking beneath his surface. You didn't want to tell him that though since a part of you didn't want to believe that your soulmate could possibly be someone bad. Often you just blamed yourself for being paranoid. Perhaps you should have gone with your gut feeling though.

♦️​It was years later that both of you eventually agreed to meet finally after having only ever interacted in your shared dreams. Jouno instantly seized control of the situation as he convinced you to meet somewhere he suggested, seemingly uncaring about how long you would have to travel then. You were slightly mad but you eventually caved in and fell for his sweet words. So you took the journey all the way to the destination he had suggested. It was in a park where very few people were strolling around. You could feel your heartbeat pounding against your chest in anticipation as you looked around until you spotted a man sitting on a bench, waving at you. You quickly recognized Saigiku and ran towards him, really happy as this was the first time you had seen him in real life. You couldn't help yourself but give him a hug as soon as you stood before him and he, even if he seemed caught off guard at first, returned your embrace eventually.

♦️​You quickly find out something about him that he had never told you before. He was blind. He couldn't see anything and could only see when he was sharing dreams with you. It instantly triggered guilt and sadness inside of you. Jouno was glad that this was the bond you two shared though as one of his hands went up to caress your facial features, imagining very vividly the flustered look on your face as he could hear your heartbeat speeding up. Both of you spent a few hours just sitting there as you were talking mostly whilst he was just listening to your voice and your heartbeat before he decides that it's time for both of you to go. You quickly offer him your help when he stands up but are dumbfounded when he walks just fine, his steps confident as he leads you somehwere. He grabs your arm, his grip a bit too tight for your taste, as he leads you outside the car to a balck car and gestures you to get inside. You start to get a bad feeling as you try to tell him that you can get to your hotel by yourself only for his grip to tighten painfully as he gently forces you into the car. Poor thing, he really hid a lot from you. Don't worry though, he'll tell you everything now that you'll stay with him.

Suehiro Tetchou

🌸​You have lived a pretty normal life so far. Obviously you are aware of soulmates but they are such a rarity that you decide to not waste your time on dreaming about something that is unlikely to happen anyways. Instead you focus on studying hard to live a good life and be able to look after yourself. You graduate with excellent grades and decide to travel to Japan before you apply to a university and get a job. You have been saving for this trip since years and make thorough plans to get the most out of the few weeks that you will travel through Japan. So you land in the airport of Tokyo and slowly make your way through the land then. Until eventually you land in Yokohama, the port town. So far you have been pretty satisfied with everything you have seen. Until an accident happens in the town. You aren't involved, you just happen to walk past it as citizens are rescued and a gang who has been running around for some time now is currently being arrested. That's when you see Tetchou for the first time...surrounded by a colorful aura.

🌸​As the Hunting Dog walks outside, he catches something very colorful as he walks outside the half-destroyed building as some of the bombs planted inside there have gone off but luckily it is still standing. He turns his head around, confused and curious about what is shimmering with so much colors before his eyes land on yours and he feels his breath hitching. A sudden burst of emotions floods through him and he doesn't even know why. He can see the colors surrounding you changing color as well as shape as well when he meets your eyes. Your mind is racing just as much as your heart is as you stare at him in bewilderment and shock and see his aura twisting and turning in shape and color as he also just stares at you. You turn your head around confused as you wonder if others can see what you can as well but none of them seems to notice what you do. When you turn around again, your heart drops as you see him marching to you. He stops right in front of you, his eyes unwavering as he looks at you and asks you who you are.

🌸​He tells you that he can see a colorful aura surrounding you and seems to try to crook his head when you tell him that you can do the same. He can't see what you can see though nor can you see what he sees. You two seem to be the only ones in general who can see the colors shaping and changing around the other. Both of you seem to get lost in thought. You try to wrap your head around what this weird phenomenon is whilst he just stares straight at you as you only look at the colors around him. You notice pretty soon how soon he emits pink mist from around him that almost appears to be the shape of hearts and that is when it clicks in your mind. You feel yourself getting quickly embarrassed and slightly hostile as you realise that those colors symbolize his feelings and that he can by extension also see how you are feeling. He notices the change in colors and asks you worried what is wrong. You purse your lips as you give him a conflicted look before you decide to tell him the truth.

🌸​You two have to be soulmates. There is no other explanation you can come up with. Normally your heart doesn't race as much when you are around other guys and normally you don't feel so stupidly attractive to someone you just met. Tetchou takes the news much better than you do though. Of course he is a tad bit surprised when you initially tell him but he accepts it pretty quickly and instantly asks you if you plan to stay in Yokohama. That is where things start to get pretty complicated since you never planned to meet your soulmate on your vacation. You didn't even expect to have a soulmate at all! Truth be told, a part of you doesn't want to stay in Japan for the rest of your life. Tetchou on the other hand thinks very differently than you do. He has obviously heard of soulmates but has never paid it too much mind up until now. It feeds his growing delusions pretty well as he can't understand your hesitation. Soulmates are so rare after all. Why would you even consider leaving your other half?

🌸​He is an immovable object as you soon find out. Because you can't convince him to give you time to consider this at all. You remind him that you have to travel back to your own country and that you have to consider this and also inform your parents. He insists that you can just work for the government and that he could get you work with ease. You carefully observe his aura that starts moving faster around him and that changes to only a few dark colors as he grows more frustrated and impatient whilst you do your best to keep your composure. Both of you just can't seem to come to an agreement as Tetchou is unable to understand why you wouldn't want to give up your current life in favor of staying with him and even getting a job in the government. Soon paranoia poisons his mind and you can see that as he asks you if you don't want him and the spike of fear shown in your aura to him only fuels this. He truly doesn't want to force you into staying but if he must, he will. You just need a bit more time to accept the fact that both of you are soulmates and have to stay together. He's sure that you'll thank him soon enough for making the right decision for the both of you.

Sigma

☁️​Years have passed by without any weird incidents. Years were you thought that you were just a normal person without anything special about you. Honestly, initially you were a tad bit disappointed that you apparently weren't born as the soulmate of someone else as you never felt any weird symptoms that would have indicated that you had one. As you grew older though, you started accepting this. This just meant that you had the freedom to choose someone if you would ever desire a partner. But then something changed. You were already a young adult when it one day just started. Initially it was so silent and delicate that you sometimes just mistook it as your mind hallucinating. But then it became louder. The voice became louder inside your head. It was oftentimes nothing more than a wavering whisper that you could hear within your own mind. You wondered if you had gone crazy as you dared to call out to the voice.

☁️​Sigma on the other hand completely froze within his tracks when he heard your voice suddenly within him as well, carefully calling out to him. What was that? He had never heard this before in his life and it made his heart pound against his chest. It wasn't only out of fear though. It was also out of excitement and he didn't understand why he felt such a sudden rush of dopamine when he heard your voice calling out to him inside his mind. This was a bad thing after all, right? He was hearing voices right now after all. He contemplated if he should reply to this voice or not before he carefully hushed a few words back at you and then just waited if you'd actually reply. You did reply and asked him intrigued as well as a bit scared who he was and it was at that moment that Sigma realised that you weren't just a mere voice his head had created as a result of him potentially losing his mind. No, this voice he was currently hearing actually belonged to a real person.

☁️​He talks with you quite often from that day on as both of you discover the limits of this weird ability you both share. You can only hear the voice of the other and can't see any images that the othet thinks about. It isn't like both of you can hear the other ones thoughts too, at least not unless the other one is really stressed and loses control of his own thoughts. This seems to happen to Sigma more often than to you as you often hear him starting to ramble within your mind and so you have to spend a lot of time soothing him and helping him to calm down. Your voice always calms his racing heart and mind, Sigma quickly latches onto the comfort you can give him to the point where he gets anxious when you aren't available to him and sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night because he is chanting your name panicked within your mind. He is quick to apologize and shame himself for ruining your sleep like this and so he tries to hold back as he can feel his stress increasing.

☁️​Soon he invites you to his Sky Casino as he begs you to come because he wants to see you in real life. He tells you all of the information you need to know and eventually manages to tire you with his constant questions and pleas out enough that you give him your address. You receive a letter he was written himself where he details once again all necessary information. He sends some of the people who work for him to pick you up and guard you on the entire way. You are amazed when you are flown to the Sky Casino and as soon as you step inside, you can already see a man quickly rushing towards you. So this is Sigma, huh? The poor man needs to take a few deep breaths as soon as he is in front of you, his hands slightly trembling because he is incredibly nervous before he gives you a soft smile and invites you to a tour of the casino he would like to give you himself. He gauges all of your reactions intently and anxiously out of fear that something won't be to your satisfaction.

☁️​You are too caught up in admiring everything though as he leads you down a floor guests aren't allowed to walk through. He walks you into a huge room with an installed bathroom and even a small kitchen space that looks better than all of the expensive hotel rooms you've seen on the internet. You're looking around amazed before his rambling suddenly catches your attention. He still hasn't fully perfected this room so if you want everything else to be delivered inside your room, feel free to tell him. Money is of no issues here, he just desires to make you feel as comfortable as he can... What does he mean by that? When you ask him this question, his voice suddenly dies down as he turns around to look at you. The previous excitement due to all of your previously positive reactions dies down as fear and panic takes over him. He...he thought that you'd stay with him here since the both of you are soulmates. When he sees the confusion crossing your face, his heart drops to his stomach. You plan to leave again, don't you? ...Well, that's a shame. He can't let you leave his side anymore. He's your soulmate. He was made for you. So he can't let you go. Being with you is his purpose.

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The portal breaking into view pulled Don’s attention from gathering supplies, pausing to look over before quickly setting what he had down to free his hands. He anticipated that Leon would need help carrying his brother to the table, since he was assuming the remaining brother would be about the same size as Leon, Lil Mikey, or somewhere in between. Even though Leon could carry Lil Mikey easily, it still wasn’t likely that they’d be the exact same size. Don was proven quite wrong in his hypothesis though as forms started to come through the portal, one shaky, ginger step at a time. “Oh…,” Don gawked for just a moment as he recalibrated his brain. It seemed that instead of being about the same size as the others, Leon’s fourth brother was practically twice as big as them. With his arm slung over Leon’s shoulders it looked like Leon should have been knocked over by the weight, especially with how far he was leaning to the side. And the third figure that Don hadn’t expected at all was smothered practically out of view other than poofy hair buns on Raph’s other side. It wasn’t even that Raph was that much taller than his brothers. He was just remarkably well built for a teenager. As Raphael shook himself out of his own surprised, cautious, and wary stupor and rushed forward to help, Don started to follow his lead. But a hand quickly snaked out to snatch his arm, pulling him back to protectively hold him in place.

“Leo- What the shell?” Don hissed, incredulous bafflement in his gaze as he turned to look back at the one who’d grabbed him. This wasn’t the time to carelessly react in any manner that might make Leon wary of them again. And hinting that they might not want to help his brother now that they could see him was high on a list of possible reasons that could betray Leon’s newly given trust. Yet Don’s annoyance was placated somewhat when he saw Leo’s expression. The tense set of his jaw, and slightly widened eyes as he stared at Raph, even as there was a mild tremble smothered down in his grip. He was scared? But why?

Leo had already realized that Leon’s portals were probably just gates that breached longer distances than his hopscotch location shifting during their scuffle, so there was no shock there. Especially after Leon so casually left through one on his own instead of only using it as a weapon against others. But just because he was ready for more than just Leon to come back through that gateway didn’t mean he was ready for exactly what they looked like. The smaller, younger version of himself returned with his brother dwarfing him in size. Leo was definitely certain Raph was broader than Mikey, and only fairly certain that he was taller as well. Which wouldn’t have been alarming if it weren’t for the fact Raph was a teenager and Mikey was a full grown adult. The difference in expected size, spiked appearance, and sickly complexion brought Leo’s mind to a different explanation than common illness and injury. A memory that was still fresh in their minds despite the decade of age, and he hadn’t been able to keep himself from protectively latching onto Don to keep him nearby. He couldn’t blame Don for looking at him in borderline irritation in response. They hadn’t told him much about that event more than ten years ago, but the scar on Don’s leg was a constant reminder of it. “....Secondary mutation…,” was all Leo could bring himself to quietly breathe out in a whisper.

“Wh-....,” Don started, cutting off when the dots rapidly connected in his mind. Ever since he’d gotten ‘sick’ situations had popped up like this. Excessive protectiveness of Don in particular. The other three sharing looks and leaving him in the dark repeatedly. It was almost annoying if it wasn’t so sweet how protective his brothers had gotten towards him. Always looking out for him and taking more care when he got so much as a sniffle. But for some reason Leon’s brother was making Leo think of that incident? Was it because of the way he looked? It was the same leg, but not the same kind of injury by a long shot. So something else? Don knew that the secondary mutation in him had caused him to grow bigger than Leatherhead at the time. And Mikey had let slip once that he’d looked mean before Raphael had viciously silenced him before glancing in borderline panic at Don. They were always telling Don not to worry about it, and after some time he’d gotten tired of asking. He’d realized it was more for their sake than his that he was kept in the dark, and that no one openly talked about it. So after some time he’d just accepted being in the unknown.

Just like he’d accept Leo’s action to hold him back there with him right then. “...Okay. I understand,” Don assured, resting a hand over Leo’s grip and not making any move to pull away anymore. Leo’s expression softened into one of apologetic gratefulness before he shifted his gaze over to Raphael. He knew his second in command had had the same thought as him, so why was he so readily putting himself in harm’s way by trying to wiggle under Raph’s arm on the other side of Leon?

“Hey! Watch where you’re shoving your shell!”

An unexpected voice brought Leo’s attention to focus more closely on where Raphael was. What he originally thought was possibly just some part of an attire was actually another person, and she apparently had loud opinions about Raphael trying to push her out of the way. “Woh- My bad. Didn’t see you there little lady,” Raphael excused himself, halting his action and getting slightly out of April’s way as Leon laughed a little.

“Yeah I bet you didn’t,” April huffed, wariness over this unfamiliar lair full of strangers, and frustration about not being able to fully contribute to helping Raph making her snappy. She was doing her best to help Leon move Raph, but it was hard in the first place considering how much higher his shoulder was compared to her’s. And yet now Leon was making it worse by trying to take all the weight himself. “Leo stop trying to carry him on your own and let me help before you flare up your knee.”

“It’ll be fine. Raph needs the support more right now,” Leon retorted back.

But Raphael could see the way the kid’s steps with his left leg didn’t seem to be as stable as the ones with his right. He did have a scar running down the outside of it. The stubbornness in both of the teens made Raphael’s mouth twitch into a smile. They were so alike. And the poor charge they were fighting over seemed too distracted by pain to break them up and save them from their own ignorance.

So Raphael moved forward again to give them a different solution. “Here, let me take him,” Raphael directed, raising his hands to follow up on the offer but not try to steal Raph away from the others.

“It’s fine, I got it,” Leon huffed stubbornly, expertly shifting his weight to his right leg before his left buckled for a half a second.

The offer also broke Raph out of his pain filled haze to give a verbal response. “N- no, Raph doesn’t want to squish you,” he declined around gritted teeth and pain filled grunts. Raphael wasn’t even that much taller than Leon, and he was a stranger that Raph didn’t want to impose his family’s troubles onto more than they had to.

“Look, I can lift 140 kilos, and you’re more likely to squish these two than me. So get on, or I’m throwing you over my shoulders in a fireman carry. Got it?” Raphael responded bluntly, shifting a half step forward to show he meant it.

Raph ended up pausing his movements to stare in muddled surprise at Raphael, Leon and April following suit as though they didn’t believe what he’d said. If he actually could lift that much then it would be a better idea to let him carry Raph. But then again they didn’t know anyone that could do that other than Lil Mikey, so it was hard to take him up on his offer so quickly. Their internal debate ended up being too long for Raphael though, and he shifted forward to follow through on his warning.

“Wait be careful with his leg!” Leon blurted in a rush as Raphael hooked a hand under Raph’s arm and rolled his back into Raph’s torso while pulling him carefully but firmly forward. On reflex Raph let go of April and Leon, flinging his arms around Raphael’s shoulders and letting out a startled, wavering half yell as Raphael scooped him up onto his back effortlessly.

“YOOOO! Raph! You’re actually getting picked up!” Leon cheered in disbelief, skipping sideways around them to get a better look as Raphael secured his hold around Raph’s thighs and started walking forward. The kid’s grip around Raphael’s shoulders was tight, and borderline choking, but other than giving a mild grunt Raphael ignored it. It seemed that Raph just wasn’t used to being picked up anymore.

“Dude! I thought you were just bluffing to look good,” April admitted, adding her own laugh to Leon’s and pulling her phone out to snap a photo. “How does it feel to finally be the one carried big guy?”

Despite being in a secure grip as far as he could tell, Raph just let out an uneasy whimper, remaining completely stiff aside from his broken leg. Raphael could only grunt once again in response to Leon and April’s comments, covering the remaining distance to the surgery table quickly now that Raph was completely off the ground. “He’s not heavy. Just big,” Raphael huffed after a moment, carefully turning to scoot Raph onto the surgical table once he reached it and giving Raph’s uninjured leg a pat to let him know it was safe to let go.

Chuckling softly at the other’s antics, and briefly catching sight of Leon’s questioning look at them, Don gave Leo’s hand a pat of his own before he leaned away to attempt to address the others once again. He was pleasantly surprised when Leo let him go, albeit somewhat reluctantly. Instead he forced himself to try to be at least somewhat useful and started to tug Raph’s arms away from Raphael so he could get free and step away.

Skirting around the others, Don stopped next to Leon. “Hey Leo, what kind of turtle are you two?” he asked casually, pulling his phone out once more to look them up.

“Huh? Uh… red eared slider and alligator snapper. Why?” Leon answered, raising a brow in confusion at the seemingly random question.

“Just want to make sure there aren’t any unknowns that I miss. Lil Mike was the one who helped us with Donnie, but I like to do a little research on my own as well. I’m only used to treating box turtles before you guys,” Don answered, searching the two named species in his phone quickly. At least that part was true, and a question he would have asked regardless of how the others felt. This time the information just helped answer two question topics instead of just one. Yet when the images of the alligator snapper turtles pulled up he couldn’t help raise his brow slightly in surprise. And just to help reassure Leo, he nudged his brother and held the phone for him to see, getting a similar surprised reaction. “Well, that explains his size and your red markings,” Don commented with a mild chuckle. It was interesting that there was a suggestion that Leo’s mutation had moved his markings from his ears to his eyes.

“Pretty cool, huh?” Leon asked, raising his chin proudly and resting a flattened hand under it as though displaying a prize. The motion earned a snicker from both Raph and April, the former being a little more able to respond now that sharp pain wasn’t constantly shooting up his leg.

“Yeah,” Don chuckled as well, happy to see that Leo apparently liked the way he looked. “Has he always been this big?” he asked, nodding a head towards Raph and skimming through articles for alligator snappers like he did before for softshells.

“Pff, well no, of course not. He fit in a tea cup when he was a baby, just like the rest of us. Though out of the four of us he has always been the biggest,” Leon answered with a snort and slight eye roll. The mirth faded slightly as a thought crossed his mind, and he turned his gaze to watch Don more closely. “...Why?” It was odd. Leon didn’t know what Raph’s size had to do with anything about taking care of his leg and fever, and the questions were starting to feel like Don was digging for a specific answer. It was enough of a growing thought in Leon’s mind that he ended up folding his arms, eyes narrowing slightly after Don looked up to meet his gaze, doing his own visual analysis.

Seeing the slight hint that Leo was becoming suspicious of him, Don figured he could be blunt this time. “Leo and Raph were concerned that your Raph was infected with a secondary mutagen that would turn him into a monstrous form of himself. I was just asking to reassure them that wasn’t the case, but I wasn’t sure how you’d react if I just asked that aloud right from the start,” Don admitted with a slight shrug, slipping his phone away once more as he completed his research and turning to start checking Raph over visually first. 

“Say what now?” April blurted, unimpressed as her eyes slid over to Leo, and then Raph. 

Leon just raised a tight grip to his upper arms, randomly pressing his fingers into his skin to keep him from falling back into his own uncomfortable memories. The disgusting pink flesh curling around Raph’s form, distorting his appearance. Lil Mikey’s cry of ‘what did you do to my brother?’ ringing in his head along with the other voice being quick to follow. He ended up shaking the sound from his thoughts to replace it with Leo's response.

“We were just being cautious. I’m sorry. It’s an incident that brings up a lot of bad memories for us, and I didn’t want you guys to get caught off guard like we were,” Leo apologized quickly, waving his hands slightly before averting his gaze sheepishly and rubbing the back of his head. They hadn’t been prepared at all back then, which resulted in some desperate moves being made and people getting hurt. But if they could catch it early then the others wouldn’t have had to go through the same stress. Though that was also just logic to back up Leo’s reaction primarily being driven by not wanting to see Don get infected again somehow.

“He sure doesn’t seem worried,” April pointed out, jerking her thumb towards Don as he was very gently touching the white bandages covering Raph’s leg. Even now Don seemed to be the only one of the three that wasn’t wary in the least bit.

“That’s because I was the one mutated, so I don’t remember any of it,” Don explained, once again lacking any filter on his words. The response caused April to still considerably, concern pinching her brow as she uncomfortably shifted her gaze to Leon. She hadn’t been thinking that it had been one of the new set of brothers that had been mutated. She and her brothers had dealt with so many mutated humans after all.

After guessing as well as he could about how much damage there was without removing the wrappings Don turned to Leon, breaking off the previous topic for one that was more important. “Do you want to go get washed up? Leo can show you where the sink and soap are. I’ll join you after talking with everyone else about what will probably happen.”

“Oh- uh… sure?” Leon nodded brokenly, the question and comments helping to pull him away from spiraling again.  There was a lot to unpack with the partial bombshell Don half dropped so casually. On both sides. It left an uncomfortable taint in the air that caused Raph to reach over and rest a hand on April’s shoulder in reassurance. Don was right though, the questions on both sides could be addressed later, or never depending on who was asked. But right now they had to take care of Raph, so Leon turned to head towards where he was directed. As his mind was redirected back to taking care of Raph his hands started fidgeting on his arms in anxious excitement rather than grounding.

“...It’s this way,” Leo directed, holding a hand out to Leon and resting it on Leon’s back after he passed to gently lead him towards the sinks. He was still feeling a little sullen, but forcing himself to focus on the task at hand was helping. And he ended up giving a soft huff of amusement as he looked to Leon. “Don must be impressed with your medical knowledge. He never lets the rest of us other than Leatherhead help directly with this kind of stuff.”

The comment caught Leon slightly off guard. And while initially he flourished under the praise, his worries put his pride in check. Glancing over his shoulder to see if the others were paying attention to them, Leon let out a weak chuckle before looking back. “Heheh. I’m probably not as good as he thinks I am. I’ve never done anything like this before. What if I screw it up?” He hadn’t meant to ask that question, especially not to an almost stranger. But it slipped out while he was practically rambling.

“You’ll be fine,” Leo assured quickly, also surprised that Leon seemed to be confiding in him a little. He’d thought Leon wouldn’t like him much considering how he’d acted towards him so far. “You might not have done this before, but Don has. And I think he did a great job, I forget it even happened most of the time,” he continued, raising his arm so Leon could see the scar running down the outer length of it.

Looking at Leo’s arm, it took Leon a second to realize what he was trying to say with the gesture. Squinting slightly, Leon gave a small huff in hesitant understanding. “Dude, you popped your bone out of your arm? I can’t even tell. It looks like you just got a big scratch that scarred over.”

“Well I didn’t do it, but yeah it was a good break,” Leo corrected, not wanting it to seem like he’d been doing something recklessly stupid to get his arm broken. “Don fixed me up really well, even though he was apparently just as anxious as you are now. So I’m sure you’ll do fine, kid. That’s why you brought him here, yeah? For help?”

The questions cause Leon to pause, considering what Leo said and why it struck him as not being a lie. When he’d gone to fetch Raph he’d had the thought of fixing his leg on his own, just with better equipment. But, maybe after talking with Don about the care his other two brothers had gotten he sort of hoped that he would get help. Somewhere in the back of his mind he relished the idea of having a mentor of sorts. If he even dared call Don that. Don was definitely older and therefore more experienced. But that didn’t necessarily mean he had a license. Not like either of them could get a nursing license anyway.

“Well…,” Leon started, pushing himself back to answer the questions. “You guys did help my other brothers. And didn’t hurt me even though I tried to hurt you. So… I guess… yeah,” he broke off pathetically, not quite comfortable enough with the others to be any more open than he’d already been. He did appreciate their help already. But it was weird. Having adults that were capable and didn’t want to hurt, use, or manipulate them. Hueso was the only one Leon could think of at the moment who never wanted to harm them, but he only ever fed them or scolded them fondly like an exasperated uncle.

Watching Leon start to close off from him, the slight hunch of his shoulders and absent gaze, Leo’s brows furrowed for a moment before he huffed a small laugh. “Sure kid. I get it,” he assured, reaching up to pat Leon on the head. He knew what it was like to not be able to trust others. To have to figure everything out between just five people. At one point only one adult and four children. He couldn’t blame Leon for being scared, and defensive. But he could show him that they could rely on him and his brothers while they were there. So that’s what he was going to do. “Just so you know, feel free to ask us for anything you’re comfortable with. We understand what it’s like to be alone,” Leo assured quietly before he directed Leon’s attention towards the sink. “This is the soap Don uses to clean up before doing any open surgery. You’ll have to scrub for a few minutes, and Don will be by after he’s finished with the others to explain everything in more detail.”

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hello from the other siiiiide~ /smacked 8'D I'm currently in another country for vacation and squeezed this out during down time. Which also means I'm drawing in a completely different way than I'm used to and some stuff might be wonky in both art and writing |D

Thanks for you patience and understanding X'D

#my art #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise + 2003 crossover #cross dimension kidnapping #writing #long post #tmnt 2003

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Obey Me Next Generation Idea(aka-My au)

What about poly Au with the bros? I assume with demon culture, MC having kids and the bros all being the dad wouldn't be too surprising as I think monogamous relationships are seen just the same as polyamorous. Like neither really matter honestly in a "oh this is a big deal/drama!" Sense.

Plus its the 7 lords, they can do whatever the fuck they want

I know MC is mostly human but I think having kids is still possible as they got magic plus their pacts with the bros might make them stronger. Plus, historically, woman have been able to have multiple pregnancies, like more than 4 at least, so still- not impossible.

Just let me have my next gen shenanigans

ONTO THE KIDS PLEASE AND THANK YOU

Varya (1st Born) (she/her)-25

Daughter of Mammon

Is more demon than human, possibly the most demon out of the kids.

Holds a very smiley but deadly aura around her.

Seems the opposite of Mammon in behavior but you can tell by her subtle acts towards her family, shes his kid alright.

Is the type of person to shake a person's hand but hold a knife in the other.

"Looks like a cinnamon roll, can kill you"

Lights up at the mentions of crocheting, dogs, and weird but oddly alluring creatures around Devildom.

She does have a small habit of gambling when out with Mammon, but is actually able to keep her wins because no one expects it through her gold-winning smile.

Mess with her family and its on sight.

Lilith the 2nd (3rd born-1st triplet) (she/her)-21

I headcannon Lucifer to at least be the only one to name their daughter after their sister. Not to replace, never, but to honor her.

Is in a strange middle between Half demon-mostly demon

Sweetheart by default

That big sister you can always talk to and she wont judge.

Will make passive agressive remarks when peeved off.

Definitely denies acting like Lucifer yet can do the stance-arms crossed and glare- exactly like him.

Even does the whole hand chest like him too. Shocked look and all.

Calls all the brothers papa but Lucifer father, not as a distance way but thats just how she's always been.

Theatre kid- almost always lead.

Anna from Frozen vibes at times.

Hopeless romantic too.

Basically Lucifer if he actually showed more emotions.

Daddy's girl 100%

May or may not be in a secret relationship with Diavolo's heir👀

Rhomb(2nd Born) (he/him)-23

Son of Leviathan

Named after the Loch ness Monster

A nice balance between human and demon

But has "mutations" that make him have scaly patches on his body, his tail out almost 24/7, and bad eyesight.

Stern attitude most of the time.

Big bro protector

Tallest of all the kids

Softer on the younger kids but will smack a bitch if they act up.

Cant play video games much cause eyes so turns to more physical games that include puzzles.

Likes games with strategy to follow like War tanks, or chess. Is the type to make a DnD game the best cause he makes amazing stories too despite not reading much.

Likes mystery shows too and tries to figure it out before the answer is revealed, could go on rants about why. Gets it right 11/10 times.

If Leviathan wasnt his biological dad, people would believe he was Satan's kid.

Doesnt like cats tho.

Quinn (4th Born- 2nd Triplet) (He/they/doesnt care) (21)

Asmo just thought Quinn was a pretty name so picked it lol.

Also a nice balance between human/demon. Tho his wings stay out constantly.

Very much vibes from that yellow bird in Rio.

Laid back personality but is an outgoing dude.

Also very protective of their siblings, and will not hesitate to cut a bitch.

Isnt as flamboyant as Asmo but does have a just as great fashion sense.

Has a hard time dating as people automatically assume hes just like Asmo so will try to date him for that reason only.

Love his dad but hates the reputation he gets because of being said son.

So he resorts to just sticking to his siblings or the few friends he trusts.

Besides MC, is the second most popular face to pop up on Asmo's Devilgram

Fucking adores axolotls for no particular reason, just loves them to no end which Asmo makes sure to get many axolotl themed plushes, shirts, etc. for him.

Libbey(Liberty) (5th Born- 3rd triplet)(she/her)-21

Another balance between human/demon, maybe a tad more on the demon side.

Tho, also has "mutations" like very enhanced hearing.

Bookworm to the max

Loves reading dramas and fantasies, but seems to enjoy multiseries more than stand alone.

Very quiet and shy kid of the group.

Sometimes cant even talk so signs instead because earaches or headaches.

Likes cats but perfers reptiles more.

Has a small turtle in her room from the human realm, set it up beside her bed and everything. Their name is Casey after one of her favorite human novels she read.

But despite all this, isnt called the daughter of wrath just for nothing beside biology reasons.

Is like Satan 2.0 when pissed, she wont yell or scream but you can just tell from the drop of room temperature and the subtle tilt of her head.

Her eyes glow an electric green when shes pissed.

Had more anger issues when younger, but cause Satan knew how to handle his better now, taught her how to aswell.

Satan is probably the main one to understand her issues with such a problem, despite being more mellowed out now that shes older.

Is definitely a cryer when really angry tho.

Ryder(6th Born) (1st twin)- 19

Ngl, everyone was surprised that they had twins. Including Belphie himself.

But then again, they did have triplets before them so....eh?

Ryder is a tad more human than demon, but still powerful enough to have his own demon form like his older siblings.

His tail is seen smaller than Belphie's, and a bit thinner too.

The sloth genes affact him only so much, making him more likely just want to procrastinate then outright not do anything.

He honestly enjoys the human world more than Devildom, mainly cause everything is less..hectic per say.

Hes the type of brother/older friend that will cover for ya if you have to hide something but will subtly suggest how to fix whatever their doing.

Like one time Quinn came home slightly tipsy and past curfew, and he snuck them into his room. Though he scolded them in the morning, he covered for Quinn at breakfast, saying they ate too much sugar last night, thats why hes queasy and has a headache.

Quinn did fix that habit up quick after Ryder threatened to leave him on his own next time it happened.

Calls everyone bro or dude, no matter their gender.

Gen z vibes too in most areas.

Has a fixation with cow bells for some reason, likes the noise is all he can say.

If he were told what Belphie did to their mom/human parent way before they were born, he says "Cowabummer" while screaming inside.

River(7th born-2nd twin)(they/them)-19

How is this Belphie's kid?

Too hyper, tad crazy

Probably has ADHD, who knows.

While Ryder is the slightly responsible twin, their the reason why Ryder needs to be said twin.

Their just about the same range of human/demon as Ryder, can have a demon form, but only uses it to fuck with people than to actually be scary with it.

They may have alot of power, but their personality alone can kill people.

Is the type of kid to crawl on the ceiling when they were 2.

Is also the type to hop outta window to get to the lower floor faster. Thank Belphie for their demon powers otherwise we'd have another Lillith situation.

Has scared even Lucifer at one point, has made him yelp out of surprise. Will not go on how, no matter how much Papa Satan and Belphie ask them. Just has a toothy grin when they ask.

When calm, is actually a pretty chill dude. They like odd patterns and get fixated on the most random things.

MC gave them one of those sand timers that you flip to restart and when she came down to tell them food was done about 2 hours later, she found them sitting on the table, holding it while watching the sand go down. They use it now to relax and focus on when overstimultated or just having too much of a fuzzy head.

Has spent nearly a how week with Leviathan because they got hooked on one anime with him. Now has frequent solo movie nights with him cause.

"They're tad confused, but got the spirit"

Literally had to have someone (Rhomb) explain to them what the LGBTQ+ letters meant. Legit thought it was just new alphabet pattern, was still happy to find out what it all means.

If you told them what Belphie did to their mom before they were born, they'd think it as a joke. Dont tell them otherwise or they will cry.

Frankie(8th Born)(She/her)-16

Everyone thought that she would be the biggest child when MC was pregnant with her, since y'know, it was confirmed Beel's kid.

Yeah, she came out small. Like scary small for a baby.

It was then everyone knew she would be the most human. Has a little demon in her, but clearly not enough to have a demon form nor mark.

Lucifer's wallet cried in relief.

She does eat a good bit more than the average human but overall, nothing compared to Beel.

She does adore sweets to the max, especially gummies. Give her some and she'll love you forever.

Sweetest little sunshine in the world, everyone adores her. If they dont, then they will soon.

Shes like Mirabel in encanto, kinda wishes she had more demon powers but is still overall happy with who she is.

When her a Beel are with each other- OH MY DIAVOLO, THE CAVITIES PEOPLE GET- TOO DAMN SWEET AND PURE

Like big papa Beel and his sweet little girl all smiley and pure. Best father-daughter relationship out of all the siblings and fathers.

Shes kinda like pinkie pie from MLP but like more hyper as fuck. Can and will speak so fast when excited that it just comes out as squeaks at that point.

Since her more human side, shes more likely to stay in human world when their mom is on Buisness there, so she has alot of human friends.

Shes in gymnastics, which definitely helps keep her figure more smaller despite all the sweets she eats. Does work out with Beel too.

Mess with her and you have a whole army on yer ass.

"Bounce to the beat of my own drum!"

You can just tell how much I love this dear. HA

#art #digital art #oc x canon #oc inserts #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #Obey me Next gen #MC kids #obey me asmodeus x mc #obey me lucifer x mc #obey me mammon x mc #obey me satan x mc #obey me beel x mc #obey me belphie x mc #obey me levi x mc #next generation #next generation kids #love child

[grison-in-space]

gotta say, the "id dog breeds" gimmick is fun and all but the thing about referencing biological categories is that they're so much messier than the car model IDs that are being riffed off. especially with anything with a poodle coat, given.... the thirty years of doodles meaning that there are a hell of a lot of crosses out there.

I would not personally presume to confidently announce the breed of any poodle/doodly thing without having hands on it, because a) crosses with all manner of options are so common, b) so much of the common heuristic for recognizing poodle vs doodle is a matter of haircut, and c) it's so hard to assess anything about the structure of a dog with a loose, rough coat that obscures the dog's shape. Frankly, after getting Benton's Embark back, I also don't make confident pronouncements about any mix.

Yeah, that dog is approximately half American Bully. Guess that from looking at him, folks. (I routinely flabbergast dog professionals by encouraging them to guess his breed makeup.) I still regularly read the r/DoggyDNA subreddit, and it's just astonishing how many ways there are to build a mutt and how hard it is to accurately predict anything about a mixed breed dog's ancestry without additional information--especially when a lot of colors pop out in mixes in some rather unexpected ways. (For example: Golden and Labrador retriever mixes have a pronounced tendency to pop out as brindles, bewildering everyone concerned. There are a lot of dominant black pit bulls. And about 75% of anything with a wire coat is poodle, not any kind of terrier.) There are so many ways to get a black and tan or sable dog. If you want to claim expertise, you have to know what the limits of your knowledge are and when you need additional information to make a call.

Identifying purebred dogs which come out of a controlled gene pool is obviously much easier, although you need to be aware how various populations within breeds have been selected and what those populations typically look like. Even then, you need to be careful: it's so easy to assume that conformation shots show you what a given dog breed looks like, but that's usually not the case: both pet and working populations have often diverged substantially from the conformation ideal, not least because conformation standards are a fucking social construct. We have to distinguish between socially constructed and natural categories when we try to learn how to run these kinds of identifications.

more broadly, dogs are living things and therefore they don't come with model numbers or unique serial numbers. "Breed" is a social construct that shapes their populations because, basically, our human culture says it should. You can identify a car very accurately because cars are human-made inanimate objects, and each category of car is essentially identical within the category at construction. That's how mass-produced items work. They lend themselves so nicely to this kind of ordered assignment and identification.

Animals do not work like that. You can strive for uniformity all you want, but mutation is going to pop up and fuck with your carefully uniform lines when you aren't looking. For example, just look at the C57BL/6J and C57BL/6N mouse substrains, which have been bred in total isolation from any other mouse population in brother-sister matings aiming for total uniformity since the 1930s... and were noticed having developed divergent characteristics by the 1950s. Turns out that substrain matters.

And you can't tell without running some very specific tests, let alone from any marker so plain as a static picture.

#possibly this last is also rather petty #but it is certainly a Trip to have a post of mine reblogged with a proud breed ID appended #when I clearly identified the very distinctive and easily recognized breed involved in the OP tags myself #dogblr

[moonstruckdraws]

It's the holidays but I have literally nothing festive, but I DO have more art to share!

I made a rottmnt oc!! And her name is Lucinda/Luci! She's a mutated moth (southern flannel) that was taken in by Repo Mantis. She got injected with ooze from an oozesquito and luckily her body didn't give out on her, preventing her from dying from the injection.

Even though moths are eaten by mantis, I thought it'd be fun to put them together and have Repo raise her. He does believe in familial communications, even if it's directed to his cat I think it'd be cute if he felt the same towards her like a daughter.

Moths are quite fragile insects that are commonly preyed on, so when she got mutated she was quite timid and scared of everything around her. But when she found Repo, he made it clear that she would have to toughen up if she were to ever survive in the world. This caused her to stay around the junkyard and watch Repo from a distance, getting closer and closer to him. Eventually, she became more thick skinned and by that point was under Repo's... claw.

She's kind of like the bad/worse cop when it comes to business as she assists Repo at his job, mainly with people. She's aggressive, has a bad mouth, and a terrible temper because she made herself act more like a predator personality wise. She knows she's more fragile and weak, so she makes up for it with an explosive and slightly unpredictable personality. This usually makes people think she's a bigger threat, like she'll claim to be a poisonous moth even though southern flannels aren't.

Her aggressive and explosive behavior somehow made Mrs. Nubbins fear Luci which turned into them growing closer. They built a close bond, with only the occasional attempt of Mrs. Nubbins trying to eat her.

Repo Mantis cares dearly for Lucinda, but expresses it very casually most of the time, and is evident when he refers to her as 'champ', 'sport', or any other nicknames of the sorts. But he also acts like a clingy/annoying dad when it comes to her life personally (like her going to the Hidden City by herself, making friends, etc) and addresses her as 'Luci'. Lucinda wants Repo's approval and validation, and their relationship is very easy-going, but she will constantly roll her eyes at Repo when he gets all clingy and annoying. Luci also addresses Repo in two ways, as 'Boss' or 'Pops'. She uses 'Boss' more often than not because she uses the word 'Pops' for more sentimental moments, or for persuasion lol.

Phew! That's a lot of typing, but there's more to do. Mainly with her relationships with other characters, and I'm excited for that because it shows off her character the best! This is where the surprise comes in that I want her and Helli's sons, Pico and Bao, to interact (Surprise Helli :D )! I'm already in the middle of drawing how Luci would act with them, and will show them off tomorrow! I'm very excited to show them off!

#rottmnt oc #luci the moth #my art #fun fact: this is the first oc ive ever drawn out for any fandom #so this is really exciting for me #Helli!! I think you'll really like how Luci interacts with Pico and Bao! #i find their dynamics interesting and can't wait for you to find out!

[cnwolf-brainrot]

I did this again!! I drew Eight in a bunch of TMNT styles a little while ago and Eight and Okami's stories are very closely connected so I've had her story kind of sitting in my head for weeks and I couldn't resist any longer!

I posted this template here and the version with Eight is here!

Lore dump beneath the cut!

Usual Appearance/TMNT-ified (my style)

This is Okami's usual appearance throughout Fallen Renegades! She's a mutant wolf/bat hybrid that was used in a dog fighting ring for several years before she escaped, eventually meeting Eight and stepping up as a parental figure for him. Her story wouldn't change much when TMNT-ified other than the fact that she would inevitably run into the turtles!

1987

I hate how this version looks, I don't know what's happening here. Okami would probably be a minor character in like one episode of the show, probably just some random street thug that gets mutated into a wolf with bat wings because of something Krang did to try and make SUPER MUTANTS or something. Idk lol

2003

In 2003, Okami would probably be a reoccurring character. She'd appear some time in season one, probably as an antagonist for the turtles. She was created by some shady government agency as a mutant attack dog and used for years as a weapon, but managed to escape just a short time before meeting the turtles. At first she attacks them, as she's become used to essentially attacking anything that moves for most of her existence, but after she and the turtles have to work together to take down some mutual threat they establish an unsteady alliance. Over time the government agency that created her (maybe Bishop?) pops back up occasionally, and once and a while Okami is driven back to her original state and fights against the turtles. She is usually a helpful ally for them though. Like I mentioned in Eight's version he and Okami would be introduced separately in this version of the show and make their own independent appearances throughout season one, but then they would meet at some point in season two and all of their appearances after would be together!

Bayverse

Like last time I don't have a ton of lore for the Bayverse version of these characters. They were probably created together by Baxter Stockman and then Okami broke both her and Eight out and they kind of chill around the city until they help the turtles with something. I think this is actually my favorite drawing out of this set I'm kind of mad I don't have more story for it.

2012

2012 Okami was mutated by the Kraang in an experiment to add useful secondary mutations to their creations. Eight was another part of this experiment, and he and Okami ended up in neighboring containment cells. Okami's experiments focused more on the physical aspects of mutation while Eight's focused more on the internal, and when his pyrotechnic abilities kicked in it was extremely destructive. Okami was able to use the destruction to break them both out, and they were able to catch a portal to Earth. The two of them spend most of their time in the show in Kraang-related conflicts, often aiding the turtles when needed because Eight made friends with Mikey.

Rise

In Rise, Hamato Tala is a world-renowned professional boxer who fights under the name "Okami". She was a part of the Hamato clan and is a cousin to Hamato Yoshi, but her family was a bit more distant and disconnected from the usual Hamato duty since her father had also tried to defect from the clan. Like Yoshi she ended up turning her back on most tradition to seek fame and glory, though she pursued hers in the boxing ring. She found her fame, but she also found loneliness... until this little alley cat began following her around after her New York matches. She found the scrappy little guy endearing and somewhat took care of him, until one night an oozesquito bit her. She was mutated into a timber wolf/vampire bat hybrid, and (after eating the oozesquito) Eight became more humanoid and also had some of Okami's DNA. Okami basically said "well I guess this child is my responsibility now" and illegally adopted him, though the legality of the situation doesn't really matter because when she tries to go back to her human life it turns out no one recognizes her and if she tries to explain herself most people freak out. So she stops wrestling in the pro rings and instead starts taking jobs at smaller rings that are a whole lot less legal but at least make her money... and let her use her new, animalistic strength. Then of course eventually she and her adopted son run into the turtles and she finds out that, in gaining some of her DNA, Eight now has Hamato ninpo... in a very, very unstable way. Basically now this kid that she picked up on the street hears ghosts and explodes occasionally and this is something Okami is just cursed to deal with now.

Rise Movie (the future version that's not super clear on the template)

Okami dies a year or two after the Krang take over, and with her final breath she transfers the rest of her ninpo over to Eight. This stabilizes Eight's abilities and maybe it would mean that Okami doesn't get a ghost form but I don't really care, I wanted to draw her human form and also let me have some happiness imagining Four (the bas future version of Eight) talking to his ghost mom. Anyway I made a comic about this timeline and Eight's name changing to Four and it shows Okami's death lol

Mutant Mayhem

Okami was raised in a dog fighting ring before she was mutated. In fact, TCRI bought her out of the ring in order to have more test subjects as they were working to recreate Baxter Stockman's mutagen. They ran tests on her right alongside a certain burmese kitten, and for a wile both animals were deemed as failures. Of course, inevitably Eight gained his fire abilities. It was in the midst of the lab fire that Eight sparked that more of TCRI's mutagen prototypes were spilt, and the heat of Eight's flames made them a bit more effective. Okami grabbed him and dragged him out of the lab, and in the process both animals got a second dousing of mutagen that was much more effective than the first. After this Okami ended up raising Eight and took on a very similar mindset to both Splinter and Superfly; everyone is evil, stay safe and hidden. Okami is extremely protective in this version and genuinely believes everyone is out to get them, and she takes on a bit of an antagonistic role until she finally learns to chill out.

Fun fact: Okami was actually originally a TMNT OC long before Fallen Renegades existed, so it was kinda nostalgic designing these <3 she's come a LONG way since I first made her

#tmnt #tmnt oc #tmnt oc art #oc drawing #drawing style #tmnt-ify your oc #style challenge #cnwolf tmnt template #tmnt 1987 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #rottmnt future timeline #tmnt mutant mayhem #teenage mutant ninja turtles #fallen renegades

[deusexlachina]

Cheeseaged Exocolonist Age 15: Use my transcendence of time to cheat at cards

In which I befriend a furry by financially ruining him, in order to reach my full potential and ascend as an autistic god.

Year 15 starts with your home in ruins. There's no special dialogues, and only two ways to pass the first three months: help rebuild or mourn. I choose to mourn, because this is Sol's first time experiencing death (in this lifetime), and because, having maxed out Organizing, rebuilding is highly suboptimal, whereas mourning lets me avoid stress and trim my deck of useless non-blue filth.

Because I chose the sportsball, I find it when sifting through the rubble of my room and get this rather sad dialogue.

Mourning gives you many opportunities to level your Empathy. However, because I have the In Mourning status, all my stat increases are reduced by 1, rendering every single one of these +1 boosts completely worthless.

This always happens, because Kom always dies. I'm not sure if this was an attempt to really underscore how hurt Sol is, an oversight, or a straight-up troll.

After three months of developing my Empathy in nonexistent amounts, the Heliopause arrives, and Sol's home is gradually taken over by fascists who enthusiastically spread disease, worship the military and hate transgender people. I enjoy visual novels because it's a fun escape from the problems of the real world.

Fortunately, there are exactly two nice Helio kids, Nomi and Rex. Nomi is an nonbinary AuDHD techie and Rex is a furry engineer. Rex often reminds you that he is part dog, in case you had missed the ears. His dog traits include a reduced lifespan. This is not, to be clear, a setting where people just have mutations. This was a deliberate genetic augmentation. Someone purposefully made their kid part-dog. Incidentally, Nomi likes anime, so here's a panel from one of my old favourites, Fullmetal Alchemist. They've never seen that one, so really this picture wasn't relevant. Sorry.

I improve my friendship level with Rex by giving him sticks, his favourite item because he is part dog. Rex is easier than most to befriend because he enjoys physical affection, because he is part dog. I love Exocolonist, so rather than saying anything bad about the game here, I will reiterate that my favourite character is Tangent, because she's a complex person with a well-integrated character arc in dialogue with the central themes. The writers really took their time to make a fleshed-out character with deep relationships with the others and multiple character traits.

Once I have high enough friendship with Rex, he wants to play cards with me. I wait to play cards with him until after Vertumnalia, where I beat both Tangent and Nomi at the trivia game. The card you get from doing Trivia is worth 8, making it as powerful as the card you get for defeating a giant in a fight to the death. Better yet, it's blue. Why do I keep picking blue cards? You're about to see.

After Vertumnalia, I am Popular because of my detailed knowledge of pop culture trivia. I would fit right in on Vertumna, except it is currently ruled by fascists. We'll take care of that, but first we need to arm ourselves. Popularity doubles the amount of kudos you get for three months. From all sources. Now's the time to take Rex up on his offer to play cards. Rex is good at cards, but he has one critical weakness: he's playing against someone who has played this particular game countless times. I use my past-life knowledge to win the game, betting 100 kudos that I have a better card.

Sorry, make that 200. Sucker.

I now have a vast wealth of kudos, most of which I gained from cheating at cards by consulting my past lives. With this ill-gotten fortune, I buy the ultimate weapon in the game, which is surprisingly not the Drone Rifle, an actual gun. It is a "vintage focus device," a fidget spinner. Because Sol is very autistic indeed, a fidget spinner allows her to reach her full potential by letting her stim. Accessibility tools being a luxury you have to buy - in fact, the most expensive luxury in the game - paints a very bleak picture of the colony's ability to handle disability.

That would be just a joke, but Nougat's learning disability, Tangent's drug abuse and burnout, Dys' (potentially literal) alienation and Tammy's phobia of nearly everything all go pretty much neglected unless you step in. It's interesting how much Vertumna recreates the same oppressive structures that it is an attempt to flee from.

Fortunately, we can get rid of ableism through autistic world domination, to which we are one step closer.

#cheeseaged exocolonist #iwatex #excolonist spoilers

[actuallyacerrr]

Random ass Bea (& fam) headcanons ✨

Bea’s diet is primarily fruit, honey (sometimes,) nectar, and seeds. But with being mutated she can digest other foods but is often very careful on what she consumes. Very wary with how her body would react to meet so she is Vegetarian but does use a lot of vegan products!

Grows her own honeysuckles also loves honeycomb. Also a yogurt fiend.

As we know, she has a very big fruit obsession. Personal fave is bananas!!

Now that mutants are accepted into society she helps her parents at the grocery store smelling all the fruit by finding the best ones.

Her and her parents have a very teasing relationship and they will “gang up” on each other or joke about things they’ve done in the past or recently.

But they absolutely love each other though :>

They (try to) have atleast one family day each week. Game night, movie night, etc.

Can do things more now that they’re able to.

Bea and her mom are close and enjoy baking and going book shopping.

Her and her dad are goofy goobers, they like music and go to concerts when they can go to old vintage and antique stores to look through stuff like records and stuff.

Only child </3

No pets yet, maybe in the future we’ll see.

Grew up on mlp, wild krats, ninjago, ben 10, Star vs the forces of evil, gravity falls, bazaarbark, andi mack, girl meets world, lab rats, descendants, those princess movies, and a bunch of other shows on disney, cartoon network, nickelodeon, pbs, etc.

Can post herself now and EMHS dance team has a tiktok and insta and the team posts random videos of the my dancing or doing trends.

Bea posts a lot of dances on her perso. tiktok, especially k-pop choreo, personal choreo, or dance trends. As well as posting random content of her flying and doing tricks.

#acerrr rambles #oc: beatrice tmnt

[sketchfanda]

Kirishima's Mystique:Kung Fu Tigress!!

We come to find our resident Red Riot standing outside looking in awe at the sight before him and really who could blame the guy? Before him stood a very impressive dojo and Itsuka Kendou, Class B's resident Big Sis had invited him to come try out some personal training there if he wanted. it just so happened to be a dojo she herself had been taught at and had quite a pedigree of alumni to it. He'd been so excited that in his eagerness when he woke up, he couldn't help but come here early.

Well he figured he might as well invite himself in as he saw it wasn't locked and he was sure Kendou wouldn't mind if he made himself comfy. Entering through the doors as he took in the interior design and decor, finding this dojo was spacious and well equipped. Seeing the work-out area with all manner of training equipment and machines ranging from punch bags to power lifting weights. Only to find he wasn't alone as he spied someone on the sparring area performing the splits as they bent and stretched their upper torso. Suffice to say it was taking all his will power to not pitch a tent right then and there and with good reason.

She was 5 foot 6 work of sensual art, clad in distinct outfit modelled in the style of a Chinese Cheongsam, not unlike that of Kendou. Which of course helped to greatly display her stunning furry form and well built, honed and sculpted muscles as they flexed. She was definitely someone with a heteromorph mutation quirk which made her a full body furry tiger woman and she was definitely a woman alright. Her outfit certainly highlighting her assets splendidly as it clicked in the sturdy hero's brain why she seemed so familiar when it came to him.

This was none other than the famous Master Tigress, renowned and highly ranked martial arts heroine from China, her beauty and skill were on par with one another befitting the species she gained her namesake from. A natural wonder and equally fierce especially when ill tempered and he couldn't help but ogle away while trying to will any boners popping. Seeing her ears twitch as she sniffed the air a bit, turning to look his way as he felt like a deer in the headlights. Yeah no doubt about it, he was screwed, this woman caught him practically peeping on her and she was going to kick his ass.

Tigress:*those steely feline eyes of hers locked on him, her tone serious but non-threatening as she spoke up to break any pending awkward silence between them.*"Kendou told me we'd be having a guest over, I presume it's you? She had mentioned someone with your description...."*Kirishima could swear his brain was working overtime to keep his libido restained, the last thing he needed was to be sporting a hard-on. Especially in the presence of a woman like her who would likely think of 10 different ways to hurt him, even with his quirk. But damn her little warm-up display of her flexibility was making it a fierce challenge.*

Kirishima:"Yes ma'am! Eijiro Kirishima, Red Riot ma'am!! I'm in your care!!"*The himbo wanted to slap his own face right about now, feeling stupid for such an overly enthusiastic answer. But it seemed to work as acceptable for the veteran fighting heroine, who explained to him that Kendou was out for her morning run but she'd be more than happy to oblige him with some training and instruction. It is what he was here for after all and he was more than eager to begin. Feeling glad that he dodged a bullet and not managed to come off like a total pervert but then again when you had a classmate like Minoru Mineta, that was an easy bar to clear.*

As the trainee and veteran pair began with some basic warm-up stretches and exercises, little did he know was that Tigress' heightened senses told her all she needed to know. She could smell the scent of arousal off of him, sense a vibe that indicated that for his youth, he had been with more than a few women in sexual encounters. And she had to think to herself, it was absolutely intoxicating as she could feel her pussy twitch and quiver, juices pumping and flowing down her juicy thighs as she was turned on by the erotic beast she could sense within him. It'd been far too long since she'd enjoyed activity of the sexual persuasion and here she was now in the presence and company of a virile young stud, if ever opportunity was presenting itself to her...

Oh Kirishima wasn't aware of anything off about the kung-fu warrior woman, at first anyways as he eagerly followed her guidance and instruction. Adding to whatever basics he had on hand to hand and close quarters combat as she secretly copped a feel here and there. Her paw padded, claw tipped fingers caressing and admiring his physique, her eyes mentally undressing him as her mind ran wild with desire at wanting run wild with this alpha male before her. She was thankful for her own sense of discipline and self-control but damn if it wasn't a struggle to just cast aside her inhibitions.

Especially when watching him hit the punch bags or lift weights though she made sure to give as good as visual show as she was getting. Her luscious striped fur glistening as she'd show off her strength and flexibility, her poses seriously giving the sturdy himbo ideas for sure as she licked and bit her lips sensually smelling the scent of his increasing arousal. Until Tigress finally got an idea as to how to make a move in a way that would allow her and Kirishima to indulge in their no doubt mutual desire to, well put it bluntly, mate and fuck like a couple of animals. Keeping his attention on her as they stood across from each other in the sparring section of the dojo, as the feline woman silently purred seeing the chivalrous stud standing there awaiting like a good little soldier.

Tigress:"Alright Kirishima, good effort so far but I think we can get a better grasp of your skill and capabilities with a little practice match. Sound good to you?"*The feline ass-kicker could eat herself if she were chocolate at being so sweet and smooth with this idea. More so as Kirishima nodded, no doubt eager to experience action with a veteran pro like her. Watching as he removed his shirt and kept his baggy shorts on which made the warrior woman lick her lips with sensual anticipation as she admired the view of that sculpted work of muscular art. But oh his reaction as she in turn began to strip right in front of him, gentleman that was as she covered his eyes as she now stood naked before him, her toned and well trained furry form a work of art in its own right.*

Kirishima:"Uhm, Master Tigress?! Is there a reason for...well, ya know.."*Now you really couldn't blame the guy for being unable to complete the sentence of his inquiry. After all the exotic feline kung-fu warrior was now nude right in front his eyes. His traitorous fingers prying open to make him peek as he knew there was no way he could make himself look away. How could he when she was stretching and posing, bending in ways only a cat like her would be able to in such ways that proudly showed off displayed a body honed by good genetics and some damn intense training. For all that honed, toned muscle, Tigress was packing some voluptuous curves, especially her juicy tits and ass and that slit practically radiated such heat..*

Tigress:*Sporting a teasing grin so usually unlike her more stoic, disciplined self as she performed a downward dog pose, her legs spread with her feet planted firmly on the ground as she looked at him upside down. Her jungle cat eyes looking at him equal parts a delicious meal she was going to savor and a prime hunk of alpha male that was sure to scratch her itch. Licking her lipse sensually once more as she poke.*Oh this? I figure a specimen of Man such as yourself would be familiar with how the Ancient Greeks were said to perform the Olympics in the nude. You're free to join me if you'd like, after all whatever happens, happens, right? Feel free to look and touch all you want, if you do well enough I might grant you a prize..."*The striped cat woman spoke in a coy, husky manner as she stood and assumed her stance, Tiger style kung-fu fittingly enough, as the padded tatami floor at her feet grew a puddle from her dribbling juices.*

Kirishima:*Now he had a feeling Tigress was playing him, that much he knew. Mina and Maya and oh yes more than a few other sexy ladies in his life had always done their sexy headgames during sparring and combat practice and Tigress was definitely pushing the right buttons, not to mention this whole traditional nudist stunt. But of course what reason did he have to say no? His libido at the helm as he assumed a stance of his own, Tigress' grin widening as her sharp eagle like gaze could see the bulge forming in his shorts.*"Gonna have to get me as naked as you first, ma'am..."

Tigress was more than delighted with that answer as they began their erotic sparring session. Strikes thrown, dodges and counters made as the sturdy himbo found himself unable to help cop a feel of the Oriental feline's sexy form which she more than enjoyed of course. Especially when she gave back as good as she got, her pussy gushing as her thighs were soaked with arousal from smelling his manly musk. That no doubt immense cock hidden in those shorts just aching to be freed and rut her with the primal thrill of putting a baby inside her.

Eventually the hero in training and the Chinese pro found themselves grappling on the floor, rolling around in a tangle of limbs before Tigress managed to pin him on the floor. Shoulders held down as she straddled his waist, looming over him with her teasing smile since as far as she was concerned, this was a draw. The angelfaced, shark teethed himbo redhead not hesitating as he looked at the Jungle at with erotic determination which made her shudder as she ground and rubbed her slit against the crotch of his shorts. The pitched tent becoming soaked with a waterfall of her juices as she relished such a look, the eyes of a tiger in a sense as she leaned down and in to press her lips to his.

Their tongues mashing and dancing together as the energy of desire flowed between them in a sloppy kiss, Tigress gasping and moaning as she felt Kirishima's hands grasp her bubbly, well toned ass and gave it a firm squeeze. The kinky kung-fu feline purring sensually at such assertiveness as her hands ran down along his sculpted upper torso, paws and claws teasing those well honed muscles before grasping the waistband of his shorts, boxers and all. Suffice to say as soon as she pulled them down and laid eyes on his erect length and girth, her oh so well trained sense of pride and discipline went right out the window. Her more primal, feral instincts taking the helm as her libido called to mount that alpha male and fuck until it was all but assured she'd taking some maternity leave.

She didn't hesitate or think twice about going against her instincts and much to her thrill, the feeling was mutual with Kirishima as his hands grasped where her waist and hips met to connect while she held and aimed the tip of his fuckhammer against her soaking wet pussy. Dropping down to meet a powerful pump-thrust of his pelvis as a yowling moan mixed with a deep groan with Tigress orgasming just from the penetration alone. Her washboard abs bulging from how deep and full his cock was inside of her, balls deep and bottomed out right off the bat as the warrior woman feline wasted no time in adjusting. Her bucking hips meeting his jackhammering pelvis as they built up a nice tempo and rhythm, their deep rutting picking up speed as the walls echoed with the cries of animalistic passion and skin slapping furry skin.

Tigress was never one to kiss and tell when it came to her private and personal life especially when it came to sex but there was no doubt she was experienced enough to not be considered a virgin. Quite frankly she had to say, Kirishima was putting most any and every prior lover to shame not just in terms of his endowment but his sexual prowess. It rather reminded her of a certain panda friend of hers back home and made her have such plans in the future but for now she was finding that Kirishima proved he was a riot in the sheets as much as on the streets. Her orgasms too numerous to count but ooh the thrill of when his would hit, the pulse of his shaft erupting like a volcano as her womb became flooded and painted with his essence.

How she relished the sensation but ooh in tandem with every position they tried only made it all the more better as it was clear he was more than used to dealing with girls so limber and flexible that they could be considered contortionists. Testing her limber Amazonian form's limits as together they danced and shifted with yoga-like grace and fluidity, her body twisting itself like a pretzel which only further aroused her alpha male all the more. What would people say if they were to see of the very models of discipline in Free China herself wearing a raw ahegao as she was being fucked in a mating press or yowling like a bitch in heat as she took it doggy or rather kitty style? Eyes glowing with pink hearts of ecstasy and lust as those smooth balls smacked her clit or her jiggling asscheeks, making them clap like erotic thunder.

Just when Tigress thought that Kirishima would hit his limit and need to recover his oh so impressive stamina, he would up and use 1% of his quirk to give his cock a little more energy. Which they wasted no time in making the most as Tigress's brain flooded with sexual bliss and ecstasy from this hunk of an alpha male asserting his dominance, making even the simple missionary position a thrill ride but ooh when he would show off his strength with a standing fuck full nelson or pin her down on her sacred dojo floor with some prone boning. The mat becoming soaked with stains and puddles of their sweat and juices as they rutted like animals, lost in their own pornographic world. Unaware that there was indeed a sole witness to this explicit encounter.

Standing just outside the door around the corner, unseen and making sure her scent could be picked up by Tigress was the big sis of class B herself, Itsuka Kendou. Who had returned from her morning run just in time to witness her feline senpai and instructor strip naked and seduce Kirishima into going sexual caveman on her and she couldn't deny, it was hot as fuck!! Her sports bra lifted up to expose her firm, exquisite tits to the air as she groped them, one hand down the front of her tight spandex bicycle shorts as she shamelessly engaged in voyeurism, getting off to seeing her usually aloof stoic senior be so lewd. Oh she was going to enjoy every bit of this and soon as they were done, she'd let them be as she would pretend to act like she had just returned to join in on training.

But ooh she would keep this secret until she found a time to approach Kirishima about it. After all she had heard the gossip about him and Mina & Maya and now seeing him in action, the girl known as Battle-Fist knew she had to have herself a turn with the Tamer of Women. It was just a matter of time and there was no doubt she was going to have some sleepless nights but oh so sweet dreams. For now, on with the show....

#sketchfanda #sketchfan #sketchfan85 #my hero academy #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #eijiro kirishima #eijirou kirishima #kiriashi #kirimina #kirishido #kirishima #kirishima eijirou #kirishima eijiro #bnha kirishima #bnha kirishima eijiro #kirishima x mina #mha mina #mina ashido #ashido mina #kirishima x ashido #itsuka kendou #kendou itsuka #maya diva #maya divato #darkereve #darwin núñez #darwin nunez #master tigress #tigress kung fu panda

[greenvengeance]

Send ‘ you’ll have to get through me first… ‘ for my muse’s reaction to yours stepping in and defending them from someone they’re scared of

@eievuimultimuse // ‘ you’ll have to get through me first ‘ ( from 07 SF 8]C )

Fear: noun, an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief ( or KNOWLEDGE, ) that someone or something ( someONE, in this case, ) is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat ( all THREE, currently. ) A primal emotion that involves a universal biochemical response and a high emotional response, beginning in the amygdala, the part of the brain ( brains...like the Kraang, ) previously thought to exclusively for fear processing, but also found to be important in reward-based training ( that would...be a lot more favorable. )

Cleo could break it down, deconstruct it, take it apart and put it back together again a million times over, but no matter what, it was always there. Always lingering, creeping in the inner most back in her mind, creeping around like a monster, with tentacles and wings and a deep, booming voice that sounded exactly like him. Like the one voice she had never, ever hoped to hear again, in her life. The one person who, when she learned of his death, she'd smiled, she'd rejoiced and cried and finally knew the sweet, fragile taste of freedom, one that could be pulled out from underneath her at any moment.

Well...he found her. She had no idea how he was alive, she had no idea how the fuck he knew she mutated, or anything. All she knew was that it was his voice, and that she needed to run. And that's what she did, she hauled her ass the fuck out of there and ran like a madman, ran like a little kid just now learning how to run. She ran faster than her legs could keep up with ( especially with her limp, ) and she wound up crashing DOWN to the ground. But as soon as her body hit the ground, she scrambled like a feral animal, on all fours.

By the time her lungs forced her to stop, she'd thought she lost him, and she allowed herself the chance to attempt to catch her breath. It came in sharp, rapid gasps, heavy coughs, and the sensation of scratching in her throat. She spat to the side, and she had to resist the urge to panic at the sight of the sizzling blue-green-mixed-with-red liquid next to her -- her blood. ( She had probably huffed her throat raw -- son of a bitch. )

" Jeee-sus Christ, babe. " Oh, GOD. Faster than a stroke of lightning, Cleo shot onto her back and crab-walked backward, hues still pinprick with fear. " Honestly, I don't unda'stand you. Here I am, offerin' you a way t' be human again, to go home and be normal and let me take care of you...and here you are, runnin' away. "

He shrugged, popping a walkie-talking off his belt. " You'll thank me later, doll. How about you get up, I take you back, and we- "

She kept backing away and backing away. Not happy about the sudden space between him and her, Carlton took another step forward. As soon as he did-

SLAM !

Cleo's eyes shot wider, and she let out an almost squeak of relief when she realized just who dropped down. Carlton, however, had a look of genuine surprise for a split second, before it fell into a surprisingly calm smirk.

" Ayo. You're, uh...kinda interruptin' somethin' here, buddy. I gotta get my girl back home. So if you don't min- "

" You'll have to get through me first. "

His smirk fell.

" Not cool, dude. "

#eievuimultimuse #🍏 // ic ; cleo #🍏 // answered ; cleo #🐢 // v ; 2007 #🐢 // others ; carlton (thcseturtles) #this is so long and self indulgent im sorry rekjhr #ask to tag /

[valeriefauxnom]

He Is the Messiah!

...Or prophet, whatever, but I found it funny the sheer amount of room intrusions Euden has to deal with that kick off events.

Like, there's Chronos, to which he's either too sleepy to care about or desperate or too used to random dragons of his invading that he isn't all that panicked after the initial 'who's there' at having a little dragon promising time travel to him in his room. You know, as one does.

In fact, he's rather quick to just kinda go 'okay, and?' at Chronos instantly pointing out all those deep regrets and how he keeps it separate from everyone, which might be kinda creepy in a 'how do you know that?' sort of way.

Fittingly, Rage of Chronos kicks off in a similar way, though Euden definitely seems to be a bit more shy to strange voices in his room spewing odd things at night, but still not quite the level of hostility I would expect.

Also, in retrospect, Grimnir was kinda speedrunning the main plot there in his opening monologue!

"Child borne of the rift 'twixt fates" could be a reference to his true true origins as a part of Xenos since Xenos likes floating about the rift between worlds and Euden was floating about there, too, since both Morsayati and Xenos were. "Inheritor of altered life"...yeah, that too, since he's a nice mixture of baby blood and still-living demon lord flesh plus whatever other things Finlorda might have decided to throw in the BuildaHeir pot.

"Blood-sworn yet bloodless", well, he's pactbound with the dragonblood he did inherit from baby!Nedrick, but has no true 'bloodline' as a standard human would. Lastly, "mutation in causality's design" might be a reference to the fact that this world's Euden is explicitly an anomaly how he's gotten so far for any number of reasons. Then, later, there's the 'transfigured prince', which either might just be Grimnir referencing his shapeshifting or the fact he's a hunk of demon flesh coaxed to look like Nedrick if he were a healthy normal human baby.

Darn, Grimnir, why couldn't you have spoke in plain English a bit sooner? Rage of Chronos came out in April 2021. At latest, that's the first part of chapter 19 that was out! I do not know if they were actually planning the entire monologue to be so relevant, since I think I recall the three writers for Dragalia largely worked separately on their own arcs, but that's uncanny. Very uncanny. All that in two sentences.

That aside, he's still a bit too nonchalant. Nothing like hearing that dramatic monologue and just rolling over and going back to sleep.

Neither of these times were the first, either.

Skyborne Spectacle, for example, starts with Euden having a dream vivid enough and concerning enough that he gets the gang to go to a presumably distant Peng Lai, likely more at the eastern shore of South Grastea since Taiwu is out east too and it's a former colony. Or as Notte puts it: "Heck, we actually came here in the first place because we were warned to do so in some spooky dream."

Imagine that conversation. "Hey guys, I had a dream that this one town on the other side of the continent is in trouble. Mind checking it out just to be sure? ...No, I don't think I'm paranoid. I know it sounds like I am, though."

Imagine the reputation all these kind of things spark, even just the one time, since goodness knows Notte was more than happy to parade around the fact that they were here because of a dream. Sure, sure, there may have been more 'mundane' magic at hand since Xu Fu was purposefully trying to reach him, but details tend to get caught up in the mix. All the average townsfolk probably hear is that this one band of New Alberians came to town because their leader 'had a dream of disaster' coincidentally around their New Year's celebrations and was right.

Perhaps there was some good old conspiracy theories popping up that the Prince was clairvoyant or a prophet like Verica or something and that's how New Alberia's been kicking against all odds for so long! Why settle with one prophet when you can have MORE?!

Honestly, I could almost see this bringing its own sort of trouble to Euden. He seems prone to nightmares, a tendency that even carried over to the comics (though they generally featured more...benign? nightmares of Celliera transforming Luca into TooBuff!Luca). What are the odds that this dream isn't indicative of a problem, provided that it isn't over something that was based in the past and already occurred? That's a fast track to needless anxiety and stress right there.

Even aside from that, having anyone honestly think you're able to predict the future is its own nuisance. The attention might be fawning at first or just desperate to hear more predictions, but it can just as easily turn to hatred for not 'sharing' the foresight he's obviously been having and thus letting x disaster occur.

So yeah. They probably should've invested more money into securing Euden's room from time-traveling dragons and strange men, even if it'd only likely weed out an assassin or two in reality since those two aren't...normal home invaders. Let Euden sleep in peace 2023

#Euden writing in his diary: Last night I dreamt that everyone turned into strawberries. I don't think that one is going to happen though. #“...I hope not” #Next day some random surprise villager: “What do you see for the future Your Highness?!” #Tired Euden blearily mutters: “Fruit?” #Lo and behold a miraculous harvest of fruit in New Alberia! What fortune! What foresight! #And Euden just becomes Alberian Nostradamus where people will twist his 'predictions' in impossible knots just to prove that he CAN #...see the future. #dragalia #dragalia lost

[violetwitch12087]

Although your boyfriend has a fast mutation he can still get sick and it'll cause complications but thats fine cause he has you to take care of him and hes such a clingy sweetheart

Not Move Fast?! (Peter maximoff)

I walk down the stairs to the basement of my boyfriends moms house to where he usually is i mean it is his room i see him on the bed looking weird i walk over to him and sit down on the bed peter looking up at me almost a look of. Pain?

"Woah peter you okay?" I ask worried "ive just never seen you like this you're usually happy and running around and fast what's wrong baby?" I ask my hand finally reaching up to glide through his silver hair moving it out of his face a bit when i feel a wave of heat hit my hand i lay my palm flat against his forehead and yup he has a fever

"You're burning up peter" i say and his face scrunches up almost angrily and disappointed "i feel just really sick i dont know my stomach hurts my head hurts i dont feel good I just god i wish i wasnt sick" he says and i look at him sympathetically before standing up grabbing the small trashcan with a bag inside of it thats in peters room and i put it next to peter on the floor in case he throws up or something and i go over to the small fridge thats there too and grab a ice pack and grab a towel wrapping it around the ice pack and i walk over to peter putting the ice pack on the night stand next to his bed

I lay down his pillows and he lays down onto them quickly by accident and he whines in pain moving to hover over the trash can and i move his hair a bit giving him a moment before he finally grabs the trashcan and starts to throw up into it (poor baby😕) (im sorry if you have emetophobia thats what its called right or wtv where ur scared of throw up but i would do this for peter)

I rub his hot back soothingly "let it all out baby" i say as he throws up more making me feel bad and empathy for him after a moment and him no longer throwing up just making sure he doesnt again as he breathes heavily trying to take deep breaths and i let go of his hair for a moment and stand up rushing to grab some paper towels or something so he can wipe his nose and mouth and stuff

He lays back onto the pillows taking deep kinda heavy breaths i grab some water and some pills off the night stand and pour 2 into my hand and give them to peter which he pops into his mouth and i guide a glass of water to his lips which he drinks greatfully and goes to lay back down which i grab the back of his head gently laying his head down back onto the pillows

I move his hair off his forehead gently and grab the ice pack putting it on his head him feeling a little more cool and he lets out a soft sigh of relief making me smile a bit "you cant move fast peter if you do you'll make yourself more sick" i say softly my hand on his cheek my thumb softly rubbing his cheek as well as he looks up at me sickly "what? Cant Move Fast?!" He says loud and regrets it the pressure from yelling making his head hurt more and i put my hand on his chest gently "take it easy handsome, yes dont move fast you're only in bed unless you have to use the restroom or something and when you go to lay back down ill be here cs i dont trust you to lay down slow" i say and he nods softly knowing im right

"But its hard y/n, thats literally my mutation i move fast its how i think its how i talk its how i move" he says and i look at him understandingly "i know but would you rather throw up and be sick because your being fast or not be sick because your getting rest?" I ask "be fast" he says "peter" i say intimidatingly "fine okay i would rather be getting rest" he says and he crosses his arms pouting making me smile at the silver headed boy infront of me

"God you're such a cutie" i say as i lean down and leave a soft kiss against his temple which the ice pack isnt covering a little and i sit back straight up looking at peter whos looking at me lovingly and i cant help but smile "imma get you some soft food okay?" I ask and he nods softly careful not to hurt his head as he watches me walk up the steps and to the kitchen to make him some food

After some cooking and cleaning i finally got the food done i even got the kitchen more clean which is good cause magda peters mom has some tough times and im always happy to help her out i grab a tray with food and carefully walk down the steps and see peter lift his head up and he looks at me almost like relief or his eyes maybe lit up? Hm.

"You okay?" I ask softly and he nods and i gently place the tray in his lap which he uses his hands to steady it and he takes some bites of the food happy to get food back into his system and after a bit he finishes his food without his abilities and i take the tray back and go upstairs putting the dishes in the sink and i walk back downstairs to peter i sit down on the bed grabbing his wrist softly just to touch his skin a bit since i cant really kiss him and stuff "im sorry you have to take care of me" he says and i laugh softly "what?" Peter asks "i enjoy taking care of the only person i truly love wouldnt you too?" I ask squinting my eyes at him "of course" he says a smile spreading on his face finally, making me happy

"What are you planning on doing?" Peter asks after a moment of silence "probably just wash dishes and clean the house a bit before your mom gets back from work" i say and he nods softly "you need anything else?" I ask and he shakes his head and i start to stand up to go upstairs when peter grabs my wrist gently but firmly and i turn looking at him "can you not leave please? I dont wanna be alone i just want you here" he says and my gaze softens i knew something was wrong "lay with me please?" He asks using his puppy eyes that always make my knees buckle and i cave

"Fine" i say as i get into the bed next to peter letting the blanket fall on top of me and i turn to look at peter which he puts his arms out invitingly and i smile rolling my eyes playfully before i wrap my arms around his waist and cuddle up to his chest and he holds me there

"You're gonna get me sick mister" i say and i feel and hear him chuckle a bit "well at least ill be able to take care of you" he says a smile spreading widely on my face and i look up at him love filled in my eyes and his as well and i kiss his temple softly again before closing my eyes letting myself relax into peter

As i drift off to sleep his cooling down but still pretty hot body against mine but thats fine and i fall sleep comfortably in peters arms once again...

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Awe this is so fucking adorable to me i love this so fucking much i wanna jump around and actually cover peters face with kisses omg poor babyyyy hes sickkk i basically made this at like 3 am and it glitched so it didn't post and i was feeling a little off/sick so thats why i made a sick imagine and peter popped into my mind cs i was reading tumblr fanfic abt him hes so cute i love him hes so babe hes so husband hes so boyfriend hes so babygirl hes so baby hes so my love JUST AHHH SO FUCKING CUTE I LOVE HIM anyways*mwah mwah mwah* i love u my love ill talk to u later🫶🫡

#evan peters #peter maximoff imagine #peter maximoff x y/n #peter maximoff #sick #speedster #quicksilver #sweetheart #mwah ily

[rockybloo]

I'm kinda curious? Does nevermore like actually care about what happens to the people that live in lore after she takes over? What would change if nevermore succeed?

Is nevermore somewhat good?

Nevermore is THE main antagonist for Beanstalked and my favorite villain OC because she is comically evil but also horrifyingly evil. She drowned whatever good she used to be in the black ink she combined herself with.

She used to be a Fairy Godmother and they tend to be very maternal in nature, often wanting to take care of the less fortunate.

But Nevermore has been around for awhile, and has been driven to a level of boredom and frustration from her job that she has snapped and basically mutated her own self with her magic and ink into an eldritch abomination that has lost just about all the sympathy she had for the world.

She wants to erase Lore and be in charge of the new world she builds up so she never has to face those thousands of years of the same fairy tales looping over and over again with only subtle changes in plot. She basically wants to be GOD itself and that means she can make whatever she wants happen, including getting rid of happy endings and fairy tales in general.

And her plan basically means only the people who are working for her are gonna survive the finished product. Of course, she promised them happier lives and they certainly will get it. She's a woman of her word...when she feels like it. Everyone else that is against her are drowning in ink and being erased from existence.

It's very hard to say she genuinely cares for anyone. She's been around for so long that she doesn't have a problem detaching herself from any relationships. She'll say whatever she needs to to get people to do what she wants due to her highly manipulative nature. If you're funny and entertaining then yeah, she'll be much nicer to you.

She "likes" Jack but as a form of entertainment. Kind of like a mouse that you see pop up in your home and while it's not doing any damage right now, and is very cute, you know at some point you'll have to get rid of it. And the reason she likes him is because he's the son of the dude she led to his own death. So she's very curious about how he'll end up and if he'll surpass his father.

She comes off as friendly and comically mischievous but she is one of my most dangerous OCs because she is so charismatic that people don't even know how much danger they are in just by being in her presence.

#ask: beanstalked #ask: nevermore #ask #big tiddied goth gf on a rampage #that's basically the plot of beanstalked

[slifarianhawk]

Chapter 38: Angelis

We walked down to my old research lab deep within the Tricell base. Fear was present in my mind. What if I disappoint Albert with my lack of preparation or worse the actual presentation itself? I know it wouldn't be a slap on the wrist with a kiss on my cheek if I did.

"Here we are my wife's research lab," Albert said.

"Yes, please come on in, " I said, ushering everyone into the lab and noticing Gale had slipped off at some point. Strutting my way to the front of the room. Once I was in front of Arias, I removed my brown contacts.

"My my, your eyes are quite stunning, lady Tabitha," Glen said, staring into the azure fields that my eyes were.

Quickly, I shifted my hair color from brown to white to blonde to black and then back to brown. I grew out my fangs and claws and shrunk them back to normal size. The constant changes through my mutations were extremely painful.

"Cell manipulation, violent but thoughtfully controlled mutations, command over lesser angelis B.O.Ws, these are but a fraction of the abilities I possess. Currently, I am the only one in the world known with these capabilities as I am the only one infected with the Angelis virus, at least the only one who is a complete match for it." I state as my eyes flare their icy blue glow.

"This is quite impressive. You must be proud of your lovely lady, Dr. Wesker," Glen said, staring in wonder as my form morphed back to how I originally looked without the contacts.

"She is my pride and joy, Glen. I am beyond grateful that she has returned to where she belongs by my side." Albert said a smirk on his face.

"The female body is the most receptive of the angelis virus. While the acceptance rate is low, the amount and quality of B.O.Ws it can produce is astounding. It is capable of not only producing standard zombies, crimson heads, and lickers. It can create a vast array of B.O.Ws, all of which can be controlled by one accepted by the virus. The commanding ally would have full control over the lesser ones without the need for the plagas parasite." I explained, walking over to a drawer and pulling out a butterfly blood drawl needle.

With a sigh and wince, I tapped my comm choker, "Pheonix to Galeforce."

Within a few seconds, I got a response, "What's up, boss?"

"I need a vile of my blood drawn you mushroom. Please report to my research lab. Now!" I kinda snap.

"OK, OK, no need to bite my head off. Seesh, so much goddamn sass in you today. " Gale chirped, laughing as I rolled my eyes, deactivating my comms.

Running my fingers through my hair and pushing my bangs back, I gently spoke up, "Until I can procure a vial of my blood, I have something I've been saving for a moment like this I had special ordered it from my hunting lodge back in the States. About two weeks before our brief meet and greet."

"Dearheart, what did you put on your supply order from Pheonix Core?" Wesker asked in a slightly annoyed tone of voice.

"A couple of my lodges specialties, my treasure. Our strawberry apple brandy and my signature lavender macarons, if you must know." I said bent over, pulling out a glass tray from a cupboard q smiling brightly.

Arias chuckled, taking one of the boxes of lavender lemon macarons, "My my, Wesker, refreshments? Someone was well prepared. She has quite the charm and such fancy accouterment, you have more than earned my praise lady Tabitha."

"Please allow me to pour the drinks!" Excella blushed, realizing how behind she was.

I rolled my eyes as I popped the cork off the brandy.

"Best, let that breathe before you pour Excella," Gale said, entering the room and staring at us until he got to me.

"Ahh, Chambers, welcome back," Albert said, his glowing eyes focused on me.

"Alrighty, let's get this taken care of so you can have a drink. You look like you need one," Gale smirked.

"It would be rude to offer refreshments and not indulge with the rest of the party." I sigh, handing Gale the needle and sticking out my left hand.

His smirk grew, "Alright one... two... and three." He jabbed the needle into my dorsal metacarpal vein.

"Son of a.... fun!" I growled out, I hated my rolling fucking veins.

Albert handed Gale two extra vials and he nodded as he drew the blood, "understood sir."

Excella poured the drinks as Gale clicked the lever on the needle retracting the point. He handed me a vial and Albert the vials he had requested as well. Taking a dropper from my lab supplies, I dripped a few drops of my blood onto a couple of microscope slides.

"Glen, do you mind if I have a drop of your blood, I would like to do a quick experiment. Relax no harm shall befall you." I say taking out a clean sowing needle.

"Alright, I'm quite anticipated to see where this goes." He smiled and offered me a hand that he swiftly ungloved.

With a flash, I had punctured his index finger with the needle and lightly dripped two drops of blood onto the second slide with blood on it.

Placing the slide with my blood on the microscope I offered Arias to view it.

"So this is the angelis virus, the cell structure is more refined and replicating at a decent rate. It appears to consume energy at a high rate though. That's quite interesting. May I see the other slide? The one with my blood mixed in." Arias asked, stepping away as I changed out the slide, tossing the old one into a biohazard bin.

"Now observe the power of my virus," I smirk.

Arias realigned himself with the microscope, and his eyes grew wide, "Interesting, it appears to be consuming my tissue, rotting it, and producing new blood cells to match your own."

"Not quite deary, while you are right about the rotting and consuming your tissue there is a deeper meaning to this. By completely consuming your tissue, not only is it showing you would not be a match, but it is also showing the energy creation process. The bow that would be created from your body would be a high-end weapon of terror. My research aims to lower the toxicity of the angelis virus by changing the selection quota from cp4 to the value of ATP and ADP concentration in the tissue." I said standing in a relaxed state taking a drink from Excella and sipping it as he went wide-eyed.

"That would be a remarkable feat of bioengineering! Well, Wesker I must say your wife is such a talent, and a beauty as well. I do believe she would have no match other than my Sarah." Arias smiled taking a drink from Excella as well.

Albert growled placing the two vials in my fridge then racing over to me and wrapping his arms around me protectively, "She is mine Arias. She just agreed to renew our wedding vows. In fact, why don't you, María and Diego come to the ceremony. A sort of peace offering between factions."

I smirk into Albert's chest, he just played a very smart tactical move. Even with Arias's trauma, the offer was a token of respect. It would be hard to reject. Three moves ahead as always. Well played my love, well played.

"I would be honored, Dr. Wesker. Just because of my trauma doesn't mean you both should be denied happiness. The world will suffer soon enough for what they did." Arias said smelling his brandy and offered out his glass to Albert.

Wesker pulled me closer kissing the back of my neck and took a glass from Excella as well.

"Cheers, to this partnership prospering and the love between you and Lady Tabitha," Glen said.

"To your happiness," María said taking a glass and posing it.

"To no one getting in our way. " Excella smirked pouring herself a glass.

"And to the world crumbling at our feet," I said through gritted teeth as my mind raced on my morality," cheers."

Everyone took a sip of their brandy. A resounding round of light moans rings throughout the air. Clearly, they enjoyed my brewmaster's creation.

"That is quite delicious, full-bodied but completely refreshingly light. The one who made this ambrosia deserves many a praise." Arias said smiling in a shocked tone of voice.

"I shall pass your compliments to my brewmaster at my lodge. They know I only accept the best work from them." I said reminding myself to thank Specter for his hard work.

"Well then lady Tabitha, my compliments to you as well. From your research quality to this well-balanced beverage, it is quite amazing. I must apologize, I thought originally you were just a trophy to stare at and show off. However, there are so many layers to you I could never see with that mindset." Arias said bowing to me.

Smirking I gave him the side eye and asked a simple question, "Are you hitting on me? Mr. Arias?"

I kindly laugh taking another sip of my brandy Albert's grip tightened on my waist.

"No not at all!" He choked on the sip of brandy he had just taken, "Just giving a compliment where a compliment is due. After all, I'm sure had I have done that your beloved husband would put me in an early grave. "

I chuckle looking up at Wesk and then back at Glen, "Fair enough, would you like to see some combat data on the angelis virus B.O.Ws?"

"Are you sure dearheart? All we have is your combat data from when we captured you as Alistar." Albert asked curiously.

"How about live combat between me and Gale?" I say staring at Gale who had faded into the background.

"What about me?" He asked looking a bit confused.

"Ready for a fight pretty boy?" I ask motioning for everyone to follow me except Jill who I had headed to the medical bay just in case things got a little messy.

On the walk to the demonstration area, I felt a little apprehensive. I had never gone all out against someone before, not even Albert had faced Archangel. But Gale was fast, faster than Wesk to say the least. I would more than likely have to rely on my electrical prowess. Without a doubt, it would hurt.

Once we arrived I motioned for Excella to lead Mr Arias and company to the observation room.

Albert stalked up to me and whispered in my ear, "Be careful my goddess, don't risk everything just for data."

"Is that concern I hear in your voice my treasure? You do not need to fear for me." I whispered back.

Albert kissed me on the cheek and I handed him my samurai edge, "I'll be back for this."

Taking the gun Albert headed up to the observation room stopping a brief moment, "You better."

Me and Gale walked into the center of the demonstration area the room looked just like the Pheonix Corps containment room just much larger.

I smirk to myself, "You better watch yourself Gale I'm going to send you flying."

"Oh really, I bet I'll drop you like all the rest." He cracked his knuckles, "After all I think we both know who is going to win this."

"Yeah me!" We said at the same time.

"Oh! The fucking hell no! I know you didn't just say you'd kick my ass!" Gale shouted.

"Sorry Gale, the truth is the truth." I laugh.

"Oh Yeah, well you know what! If I win you're naming your next kid after me!" Gale smirked getting into a fighting stance.

"And if I win you need to confess to Jill how you feel!" I shout back shifting into my equinoxal form.

Gale says "I'll tell her on my own time" then proceeds to get into a defensive form.

I lunged at Gale. My taloned feet sweep his body from under him as I take off in the air. My wings create strong air currents in the room, pushing Gale back.

I smirk as Gale unsuccessfully tries to land on his feet due to the current being too strong. I had pushed him back til he had to press up against the wall for balance.

He drew out his Rambo knife and sliced open his hand and blood poured from the wound. With a single flick, he flung his blood into my left eye and it ignited. Fire blazed where his blood was. My eye burned.

I let out a horrific screech which slowly turned to laughing as black silica dropped from my eye revealing fresh new skin, "Sorry Gale looks like I healed too fast. Come on galeforce can't handle the wind" I laughed out flying up to him, and grappling him tossing him into the air, "where is your fire!"

He clicked his tongue trying to push himself off the wall, "Oh it's still here I just wasn't expecting heavy winds today."

He was smiling. But I knew that smile he was trying to hide his concern. My guess is he doesn't want to confess his feelings for Jill.

I spiral kick him on his left side tossing him about in the air, "Then start burning bright damn it! You know this isn't even my strongest ability!"

Gale recovers and tries to use his speed to land a blow on my kidney. But he was unable to dodge my next blow.

I flap out of the way of Gale slamming my heel into his right shoulder sending him plummeting to the floor.

"Show me the power of the Veronica virus or did I waste my time teaching you." I snap sadistically.

"Alright, then let the real show commence." Gale rushed toward me and delivered a kick to the stomach and a punch to my kidney. His body started to burn morphing into this plant-covered fire beast. His first Veronica form.

I smirk as Gale transforms the mutations in his skin covering his arms and private bits, "Let's see some sparks then pretty boy!"

I race over to my belongings  grabbing a syringe, "Prepare to see heaven Gale!"

I injected the viral activator into my neck. I moan in pain as slowly but surely four more wings rip from my back and black obsidian braces around my wrists, and ankles as a full mask appears from her skin. Closing my fists and opening them again revealed sparks of electricity shimmering from her hands "Let's dance you fucking mushroom!"

“Oh, scary no wonder it takes you and wesker so long in the sack.” Gale replies starting to laugh ”Guess I should try a bit harder though. Since this is the form you tell everyone to run from."

I let out a horrific banshee-like screech as I landed on the ground spinning and lashing Gale with tendrils of electricity draped from my hand the currents leaving him slightly stunned.

“Damn never would’ve thought it would go this badly, guess I really should do more training “ is the last thing Gale said before receiving a kick to the throat sending him tumbling down, "I ....cough.... not giving up! I can't tell her yet!"

"Too bad! I'm not losing!" I smirked confidently behind my mask taking off once more and swirling into the air calling forth more silica partials. I formed the silica atoms into fine thin needles, thousands of them. Quickly turning in the air I launched them at him only to see the blood on the floor blaze up brightly melting the needles. Flying through the molten debris I hook him in the nose causing blood to drip.

As the wall of fire grows higher and brighter Gale stands up and wipes the blood off his nose “To think, you resort to taking a type of steroid just to try and finish me, but did you think it be that easy bods lady.”

I belt out another ear-piercing screech but Gale stands strong. His resolve is untapped showing his will and his hunger for victory.

“ Let’s finish this” Gale said as he surrounded the room with fire. Blood flying about. The heat was scarring. If  I had been human my flesh would already be crispy even at a distance.

"Heh, that's my star pupil there's the fire in your belly!"I shout as I Surge through the flame, my wings guarding me from the heat as I summon the bits of silica into six massive spears, hurling them at Gale.

Light on his feet  Gale evades the spears with ease. Using the fire he made earlier, he launches fireballs in my direction.

Reacting quickly I recall the spears blocking the flames. Molten silica spills all over my arms. Gods did it hurt even in my mutated state, molten stone hurts like a mother fucker.

“Looks like I’m gonna have to turn up the heat” he proceeds to increase flame density and the room becomes sweltering, with a turn the fire moves inwards and points in my direction.

My time was up. I had to make the final move or my goose would be cooked. I knew what I had to do. My confidence boomed and I smiled.

"I'm sorry Gale but I believe it's time we end this little game of ours," I said starting to laugh like wesker as I flashed in front of him. My mask shattered revealing my blue eyes glowing like lightning and my fangs were below my chin in length.  I slammed my fist into Gale's stomach the electrical current I was generating sent shockwaves like a stun rod through his body. He flew into the wall a crater forming on impact. Pushing through with my last bit of strength I flap my six wings forcing the fires out. Landing I grab Gale's neck and pin him to the ground.

"Game.....set....." I panted as we reverted to our former forms, "match."

I felt someone pulled my ass off of Gale. It was Albert he cradled my body and covered me in his coat.

"What about Arias, my love?" I asked weakly. I was tired. My virus firing on all cylinders with barely any food wasn't smart.

"Let us get you clothed and Gale to the medical wing first. But my dearest lotus you both did amazing. You showed your abilities flawlessly." Albert whispered walking me into the locker room.

He handed me a simple black tank top and a grey set of basketball shorts. He didn't hand me a bra or underwear nor did I care. I just wanted to see the results of my and Gale's fight. Quickly putting on the clothes I offered Albert his coat back.

"Keep it dearheart. That way I have a mark on you." He smirked.

"Is my ring not enough?" I chuckle as we walk out the door, placing on his oversized coat.

"Nothing is enough when it comes to you, my lotus." He smiles, caressing my cheek.

When we return, Gale is being tended to by Jill. He is clothed as well. He was staring at Jill with a slight blush on his cheek.

"Well, now that you both are here, I must say you both are talented warriors and fearsome weapons. I was most thoroughly entertained and amazed at your prowess." Arias said, clapping, walking up with Excella behind him

While Jill walked away with Gale. I dashed up to Jill and whispered in her ear. Walking back to Wesker and Arias, I had a smirk.

"What was that about, lady Tabitha?" Arias asked.

"Settling a debt between me and Galeforce. Now Glen, what did you think of the angelis combat capabilities?" I asked pushing my hair back nervously.

"Spectacular my lady. While the compatibility is low the quality of those who are are impeccable. I could most definitely procure a sample and test the waters of the market for you. Not to mention I do believe I have found my new drink of choice this trip and meet an amazing woman."

I heard Albert growl under his breath.

"Oh then please you just have to join me and Albert in our apartment for dinner just us three." I offer while elbowing Wesk in the ribs for being a tad rude.

I felt him roll his eyes but then I noticed a smirk grow on his face, "Yes please do us the honor and join us. My wife is an amazing chef.  She is even able to satiate my refined palate and appetite."

Why did he have to say it like that? I hid the fact well but I was a blushing mess as Albert pressed against me. It was payback, wasn't it? For making him play nice with Arias. I felt his semi-hard cock press against the small of my back and the heat welled up in between my legs.

"Unfortunately I must decline at this moment in time. My assistant barely scheduled any time for any leisurely activities. The next time we see each other soon for your vow renewal. We will have to have our dinner date next time. I'll have my assistant pick up the sample of the angelis virus at that time as well." Arias said his followers walked up upon him.

"Alright, we shall see you then Glen," Albert said motioning for Excella.

"Thank you, Dr. Wesker and Lady Tabitha. We shall see each other soon enough." Arias smiled.

I gently laugh, "Excella deary, please escort Mr. Arias to our private docks."

"Of course Tabitha, Mr. Arias, maría, Diego please follow me," Excella said leading them away.

"Dearheart follow me. There is something I need to show you." Wesker said taking me up to the observation room.

(Meanwhile 3rd person P.O.V.)

There was a groan as Gale awoke with a start. Jill was standing at the doorway staring down the hall. With a chuckle, Gale sat up and stared at Jill. His body bandaged up from the obsidian shrapnel.

"What's so funny?" Jill asked a smile on her face for the first time in a while.

“Nothing just looking back at my match with Tabitha,” Gale said scratching the back of his neck.

Jill got to the edge of Gale's bed and bend over. Gale noticed her hair was slightly lighter.“ So Tabitha said you wanted to tell me something.”

Gale just sat there for a moment and he took he deep breath and slightly laughed, “Me and Tabitha had a bet before the match, if I lost I would have to tell you something that I wasn’t able to tell you before.”

He stopped for a moment to think what to say

“ Well Gale, what you wanna tell me.” Jill chuckled but Gale grew a serious face for once.

Gale looked into her blue eyes with his multi-colored ones“ I love you, Jill. I have since S.T.A.R.S. I just didn't have the balls then, but now I have the strength to say this. I am in love with you, Jill Valentine."

Jill was shocked at what Gale had just told her. It came at her in waves. First, there was shock. Then that shock turned into a subtle happiness, “It’s about damn time, Gale. I've known since S.T.A.R.S. you had a crush on me I wondered if you would ever have the balls to say anything."

A few tears slipped down Jill's face, even in this hellish place she could find hope. This hope had just blown down her expectations. Just as Carlos had done for her in Raccoon City, Gale just made her life a lot brighter in a very dim place.

"You know what we should do?" Gale asked snapping Jill to the present.

"What?" Jill responded interested.

"Go to Tabitha's and Wesker's vow renewal together and see what antics they get up to. With how hot and bothered they seem to be it may be steamy." Gale laughed Jill joining him.

They were happy.

Hey everyone slifarianhawk here. This was fun smart and a bit off the wall. We have a side story developing here. let me know if I should add little blurbs like this every once and a blue moon. The next chapter is an emotional one so be ready. Have a lovely day everyone. My name is Silfarianhawk and I'm not so far away.

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