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lunylune · 1 month
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"Will it not break your hearts, when inevitably... the child grows to know only rage?"
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"Did you prove your parents right, or did you prove your family correct?"
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I drew this when stress-tested came out because I have a lot of feelings about Gorgug fighting so hard for people to see him as he is. I think Gorgug knows rage is a part of it, and his protective instinct builds from that. But he knows other people don't know that. Many people only see what he bring to the table as a barbarian.
And with everything that happened in the nightmare forest i can't help but wonder how the world would have remembered Gorgug if he did die on that first day of school, the kid who got detention on the first day for fighting another kid.
Gorgug knows he is more, but the pressure of making the world understand that might just break something.
(No worries i'm working on a follow up :D )
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void-king-art · 1 month
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hualianjpeg · 7 months
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shout out to yanqing for having this sort of sad sopping wet dog vibe during the majority of jingliu's companion mission
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Client: I'll have a martini, dry
Desmond Miles, on his first day bartending after escaping a cult, looking at all the wet ingredients under the bar counter: uuuhh... I don't know how to tell you this, buddy...
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doodle-do-wop · 7 months
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Y'all ever think about how Sophie, a girl who grew up reading, doesn't really get to read anymore? Like yeah, she reads when she needs to, for school or Neverseen research, but she'll never be able to pick up her favorite books, or read human classics. She will never be able to touch well worn covers, or smell the ink of a fresh new book.
Nobody will understand when she talks about her favorite childhood fairytales, or human mythology. Her friends won't be able to read those books either.
Idk it just makes me really sad when I think of all the things she left behind in the forbidden cities.
Yeah Shannon mentions occasionally all of what Sophie left behind but I don't think even Shannon realized just how much Sophie gave up the moment she became a citizen of the Lost Cities
Sophie didn't just give up one life, she gave up her entire life.
She was a child
She was twelve years old
She was barely starting to grow up and she lost all those years in what was basically an instant. Yeah Sophie willingly went along but now Sophie's childhood home is gutted and carved into some random spot in Mysterium (whatever it's called)
Sophie has barely had any time to be a kid anymore and she's still a child. She's barely a tween! Yes her weird ass elf birthday says she's nine months older but nine months won't change the fact that Sophie Foster died that day at the museum.
Sophie Elizabeth Foster is gone
Only the Moonlark seems to remain
She was a child who probably loved to read fantasy books where the main character found a home, a group of friends to call family, a place where they finally belonged. Narnia, the Hobbit, Lord of the Rings. Sophie has mentioned these books.
All have heros who find magic and suddenly belong.
But Sophie doesn't get to have that.
She was a child
She still is a child
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starfall-spirit · 24 days
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Why is Friday taking so long?
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iryomitto · 10 months
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Its funny how Gaius gave the right roast to Bardon lol, I mean I have always had this hc that he is kinda thickheaded and oblivious too, I mean he is such cinnamon roll and a ray of sunshine but someone gotta admit that at least lol
I swear, I love you Bardon.
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But yeah he took it well, I mean he has to to improve so yeah, unlike Lewis lol
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But to think he got tired at the end, A NEW HC UNLOCKED, HIS INNER BALDR COMES TO THE SURFACE FROM TIME TO TIME
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dandidine · 1 year
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Yang and Loneliness
A lot of yangs insecurity/not feeling loved/ and loneliness can all be attributed back to raven and then summers death, being abandoned from birth, having to raise ruby on her own, and then take care of her grieving dad left her with a loneliness she doesn’t truly feel that she can fill.
Because of this she struggles with the question of what it feels like to be loved, she can’t answer the question, cause she never allows herself to be loved, by blake, ruby, weiss, and her dad. Becoming self sacrificial as a compromise, like her presence is only good for helping, and lifting others up instead of herself, even if it’s at the cost of losing herself.
Anyways hope you enjoyed this little analysis 😋
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darkmothsy · 1 year
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It has been an exhausting day and it's not even half over
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apatchedupdoll · 1 year
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Here's a Story
cw: gore and death
This is a ROTTMNT AU I thought of while at work. Work seems to be the best place to think of all this shit or in my hazy awake sleep state. I hope you enjoy! There's art I swear!
Donatello watched as a kraang hound was tearing through people. He sipped his drink and seemed unfazed by it all while humans and yokai were either running for their lives or desperately trying to fight off the pack that had barged into the underground bar. It was a merciless blood bath. He couldn't care less at the carnage. Good, other people know how he feels. Alone, as everything was torn from them. Their family and friends gone, although he envied the guy that had his head smashed into the wall. The softshell leaned back to avoid gore thrown his way, and now his drink was ruined. His eye twitched. He really needed that drink. He picked up his poor excuse of a metal bo staff and smacked the hound that went for him. It hit the ground with a loud thud before scrambling back up to continue its assault. Donnie was not in the mood for this shit. Seemingly without effort, the ninja got up with his weapon and glass in hand. He smashed the glass into the hound going for his neck before using his bo staff to smash the head open with great force. His legs started to shake as he leaned against the staff, but it was short lived as the other hounds went for him. He deflected and blocked the attacks being able to predict the unpredictable creatures, however the attacks got too much and the ninja had to jump back before grabbing abandoned drinks and throwing them at the hounds. Eventually throwing an entire table at them. He did this a couple times, although he did take a couple chances at getting some free drinks. Maybe after another 30 minutes and the help of a few other survivors the kraang were finally put down. They would have been done in 10 if his brothers were still here.
Without hesitation Donnie took what he deemed worth it from anything dead, even as he got a few glares. He didn't care, who would keep him in check? A necklace, a book, a map, a few watches, and... Despite being the main contributor to taking down the kraang, his vulture behavior was starting to rile up the survivors and he took that as his que to leave. The turtle made his way out, almost passing the tunnel the kraang had made to get into the tunnels. Donnie used what he could to patch up the whole before finally leaving. It became a mindless walk through the tunnel until he found his way to the surface. Well the underground city was very underwhelming to say the least. He found his way to his hidden lab. It was pretty bare all things considered. The exhausted turtle limped his way to his hammock before carelessly falling into it and dropping almost everything he was carrying to the ground. Out of all his brothers, he can't believe he was the one to survive this long. His eyes wandered as sleep didn't bless him as he'd hope. What a shame. He did have a new book. Robot Carnival. Wasn't that an old movie? He mumbles to himself as he reads through the book and finding it somewhat familiar. After some time the technician's mind starts to wander, ideas starting to trickle through his head. He suddenly sat up straight, eyes wide before they start to travel towards his pile of personal items, an old old picture of his family durning younger times. He knew what to do.
Months had passed (maybe a year?) and Donnie was in his lab trying to calm his agitated knee. The brace was starting to fail him and he was having to lean on his bo staff more and more. But it was fine, he was almost done. He stood up and started to limp over to his hyper-fixation. He got down on his braced knee, finding some comfort in the pressure, and started to go through the blue metal shell before him. After a last few adjustments he closed the hatch, making sure it was locked in place. He practically dragged himself to now face the robot turtle. It looked exactly like his brother, younger and more robotic, but it was good enough. Donnie reached out, hesitantly pulling back for a moment. What if it didn't work? Was he replacing his brothers by doing this? What if he fails? Donnie waved away the thoughts with a shake of his head before pressing forward. A blue light flickered and the antenna twitched then perking into the air. Parts of the robot softly glowed blue to show each part was working. Donnie waited with bated breath. The robot looked up to the turtle before tilting its head. Donnie's heart squeezed then broke as the robot flinched and shut down. Frantically the technician scrambled to find the problem. He was so close! He had it! No! He was going to do this, even if it killed him. He couldn't be alone anymore.
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So, I thought this was just going to be a short story. BUT. I am suddenly intrigued by the idea of it all. I've decided I'm going to write this story! For now I'm thinking about calling it Metal Bonds and Love. I can't really think of anything else so it will probably stay that way. The whole idea of Donnie building his family and going on adventures with them while annihilating Kraang is just too heart warming to ignore! I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did!
Also let me know if you like this idea! I'm already making a document about this story so if you have any questions ask away! It would help me think about things for the story and flesh it out. This goes for any stories I make as I love to share!
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leafyorange · 1 year
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“how is Larry even attractive??? He looks like he hasn’t slept in days!” Okay- yeah and??
Like you think I’m not attracted to that?? AND LOOK AT HIM! HES IN A SUIT! A REALLY NICE SUIT
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kenobiblue · 5 months
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You know what, sometimes it would be nice to just turn off real life and take a break. Just sitting quietly in a confy room all by yourself, with some music and hot chocolate, maybe a few pillows and covers. Write a few stories, forget the real world and all it's problems.
To relax, just for a couple of hours.
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poppliolover1 · 3 months
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Anyway, I will never be the same after reading them and I am firmly awaiting for the epilogue on march. I Need to know what happened to my boys.
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catboy-quackity · 1 year
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I should be able to decide i want to draw tntduo all day long a be able to do it
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maitanii · 11 months
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good morning. thinking about that economy teacher in high school who told me "wow this is beautiful" when i handed him an exam (i really like to keep my exams organized)
i narrowly passed, but hey! he thought it was beautiful.
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