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timsplosion · 8 months
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CrookedBeetles put out the call
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I merely answered.
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atanerrum · 28 days
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i'm at that point now where i start to worry my OC / original art gonna be overlooked by my followers who came here for fanarts soooorrrrr...... I'll hook you up on my main oc michel real quick
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magnificentmicrowave · 7 months
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driptober day 18: skatecore
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chocodile · 9 months
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🖤💔BEST 🖤 ENEMIES 💔🖤
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eldritch-spouse · 24 days
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[Agner was needing a brush up so I figured I'd make a semi-intro to possibly the only normal guy around here.]
What happens when you mix and mash five bobbles?
That's right, insanity.
Or, more accurately, a very stressed Patches trying to fix an unknowable situation.
Bobbles are simple, predictable creatures. It's what makes them so easy to manage usually, so mechanical to develop and replace.
Although one thing he's come to notice along time is that, sometimes, a rudimentary creation doesn't have the limiters complex organisms like most people have. A bobble can't catch the flu, a bobble can't bleed out, a bobble can sprout a number of deformities that make it develop such fascinating abilities!
That's why Patches didn't immediately think to put down the creature that formed out of five developing bobble tubes being knocked together. He's learned to be less reckless since then, yes- But he couldn't resist the urge to find where that accident would lead.
Agner did not have a smooth start in life.
His first memory was of staring down at his own puddling body and knowing that something was deeply wrong but not understanding what.
Then, it was the core-shaking sensation of splitting apart and ceasing to exist altogether as all five bobbles fought for control.
He doesn't remember much from those days. Just the fear mostly.
And consistently waking up in Patches' laboratory miraculously put together after each soul-rattling split.
He likes to joke that, after losing his mind so many times, Agner really had no choice but to become sane.
And just about the only reliable guy in the premises, honestly.
How come in a place so rotten, full of broken people whose priorities are in the worst of places, he had to be the normal one?
Anger has accepted that he's as much a part of The Clergy as all the other bobbles are. He's a barman when there's need for it, a carry mule, a waiter, a jack of all trades really.
But what he swore he'd never be, is a victim of The Clergy's Eye.
He would never be purposely vile, he wouldn't derive pleasure off the misery of others, he wouldn't hurt, harass or torture.
Agner could have turned out exactly like the people he works with on a daily basis, unloading his frustrations recklessly and selfishly, for satisfaction that seldom ever lasts. But why? Why see his existence as something hopeless that he needs to make everyone's problem? Sure, he could split apart and simply never become cohesive again, marking the end of his life, but it's miraculous enough he's lived this far.
Agner figures he should just be happy he gets to exist and see the little things, the beauty in the details. If he can help someone else while he's at it, then he's just giving more meaning to the time he spends on this planet. All he wants is to be a person, really. To have as normal of an experience alive an amalgamation like him can hope to.
Indeed, a giant softie who unfortunately works in a very dark place and sometimes has to protect himself.
But perhaps a hidden lifeline for someone caged in the depths of the establishment and desperate enough to cling to anyone.
Agner is no saint, and he knows he's limited in what he can do make your life less stressful, but he can try.
He can try to make you happy.
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whosectype · 10 months
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I had no choice but to draw @cupheaded’s freaking adorable emo mugman design ITS SO CUTE 💚⛓️💔🖤
and a lil doodle with chai to go with it teehee
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theraedar · 1 year
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Finally groovied Lorel’s broomquet birthday card!! 💜💐
Pattern on cape once again by @/azulsartdump!
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spookberry · 4 months
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What a year
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kaleidoru · 7 months
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uncanny, unwelcome, unwanted
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toxooz · 2 years
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when ur trying to get to a skate spot but ur tits r too big 😔 warm up scribble sksks
bonus Kari witnessing this thinking she was going to have a family friendly skate sesh with her bf but is now having the filthiest thoughts known to mankind:
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silly-ehggy · 3 months
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I love this goober
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More silly doodles of him in that outfit under the cut
The guy ever
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midzly · 2 months
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Fiona (the other oc belongs to a friend)
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jahiera · 7 months
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she's so CUTE... LIKE A WEIRD LITTLE RAG
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💜 Purple 💜 would like to humbly request that part 2 of daredevil BUT AT YOUR LEISURE PLS DONT RUSH FOR ME! I just hear about requests getting eaten so I’m always like “did it end up in the void?” “Did I actually remember to hit send?” So if this is doubled up I’m sorry just ignore this 😵‍💫 hope you are having a good day!
It's settled, I'm turning this into a series. I have way to many plot ideas to not.
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DAREDEVIL PT: 2
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Pt: 1 Pt: 3
Summary: Reader and the turtles make their way to where the Fist is hiding out. Hopefully, Reader'll be able to gain more information about Fist's plan...
Warnings: Badly written fight sequences: violence: Maybe some mild swearing.
Requested: Yep!
GN Reader!
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"Alright, rule number one: Avoid their stun guns. Fist doesn't play honorably, very rarely they'll show you mercy."
You were giving your new allies a rundown of Fist. They knew the Foot Clan, but even though the two were allied, they were far from similar.
The Fist were even more ruthless than the Foot. They fought like animals, the type to throw sand in your eye, or murder you where you slept. The Fist would gut a child with no remorse.
Anything for their cause.
You had already explained that to the boys, they seemed to take it very lightly, however.
Leo chuckled, "Don't worry, we'll be fine. We aren't new to this you know."
You sighed, "Well you might as well be! The Fist Clan will do anything to win a fight. If they have to kill themselves to kill you, they fucking will."
You felt the air grow tense due to your tone, you hadn't wanted to be harsh on them, you could tell they were younger than you, but the last thing you wanted was to find their family to explain that their own confidence had gotten one of them killed.
"Listen." You said, looking out at your target, "You need to understand something. I have seen the Fist Clan do such horrible things, they can't even be spoken of. You need to take my words seriously. This is not a joke. Now I don't know what you boys have done in the past, I can't say I've faced the things you have. But please, take the Fist seriously, because if you don't, you won't make it home for dinner."
The rooftop remained silence for afew moments, you could feel the boys looking at each other, as though they were processing your words.
"Ok." Leo said, "Ok, we'll follow your lead this time. Tell us what you know."
You let out a sigh of relief as you turned back around, "How good are you guys at stealth?"
"Stealth? Dude/tte, we are stealth! We live in the shadows, we are the shadows; the shadows- OW!"
"Will you shut up?" Raph growled at his younger brother, "But yeah, we're ninjas, we were trained for stealth."
You smirked, "Good. Follow my lead. Do not engage unless absolutely necessary. This is a recon mission only. Am I understood?"
"Hai."
"Yeah."
"Sure thing, (Name)!
"...whatever."
"Alright. Follow me."
You leapt over the rooftops, landing quietly on the warehouse, four soft thumps behind you. You lifted the old skylight, dropping down onto the steel beams below as the sound of talking filled your ears.
"-Bradford should have contacted us by now. Something is not right, Saki."
"When I get my hands on the fool, he will regret his incompitance."
You heard a sharp gasp behind you, and you spun to face the four brothers, holding a finger to your lips.
You then held up your hand, motioning for them to stay were they currently were. You moved silently along the beam, attempting to get closer to where the Shredder and Sato Ryū were stood watching over their men.
Ryū was the leader of the Fist Clan, and the enemy of your father and sensei. Ryū is the reason you lost your sight 5 years ago when you were 12. Thankfully your father was there to protect you from a worse fate than blindness.
"When Project Merger is finished, we won't have to worry about Hamato Yoshi, or Nakamura Haru." Shredder said.
Your eyes widened, Hamato Yoshi? Uncle's alive? How could that be? He dissappeared 15 years ago. But what is this Project Merger?
You crouched low, listening intently.
"The shipment should be arriving next week." Ryū stated.
"Good." Shredder said, "When that arrives, we can begin."
Before you could hear anything else, a loud metalic ding! sounded further along the beam. You whipped your head around to face the young ninjas that accompanied you. You glared at them, standing to rush back the way you came, dragging the boys up as you ran along the beam.
"Baka! Damare tte ittadaro!" You scowled, lifting open the skylight.
"Wait, you speak Japanese?" Donnie asked as you pushed the four up onto the roof.
"That's what you're focusing on? Fucking run you fools!"
Raph scowled, "Why run? We can take 'em."
You grabbed his shoulders, shoving him foreward, "Move your shell!"
"How do you-"
"Uh, we better listen to them bros." Mikey said, "Those guns look really dangerous."
"Fuck."
You slammed your foot into the warehouse roof, causing a slab of the worn metal to come loose and shoot up into your hand as you held it up like a shield. The force of the stun gun caused you to fly backwards towards the edge of the roof.
You felt the ground leave your feet, but before gravity could take hold, the chain of a kusarigama wrapped around your waist.
"I got you, dude/tte!"
Mikey swung you up and onto an opposing rooftop, him and his brothers joining you and the five of you booking it away from the warehouse.
Ryū's laugh followed you through the night, his voice taunting, "You can't run forever, nezumi! I'll take your tounge just as I took your eyes!"
The five of you ran for almost a full half hour, finally stopping in a hidden alleyway. You were breathing heavily, and cursing silently under your breath.
"Idiots. What did I say? Be silent. Silent. We could have died! This isn't a joke!" You scolded them, kicking a trash can.
Donnie spoke up for his brothers, "We didn't mean to alert them, accidents happen-"
"I was so close!" you shouted, "Kuso yarō! I almost figured it out."
You sighed, taking a deep breath, trying to calm your breathing, "It's fine." you muttered, "It's fine. Temper, temper take a breath. Listen. I get it. You screwed up, but we have bigger problems. Like whatever Project Merger is. I need to find someone, someone I know can help. Someone I thought was dead."
"Who?" Leo asked, "We can help you find them. It's the least we can do after jepordizing your mission."
You turned to face them, arms crossed, "I need to find my uncle, Hamato Yoshi."
Silence. All you heard was silence. They were shocked, good. That means they knew the name.
"You know of him then?" you asked, tilting your head.
"Know him? Dude/tte, he's our dad!"
Woah. Wait what? Hold on. Now you were shocked. Dad?
"Hamato Yoshi, is your dad?" you repeated slowly.
Leonardo began to pace back and forth, "Yeah. Wait, what's your last name?"
"My full name is, Nakamura (Name). My father is Nakamura Haru."
"Oh! We know him! Sensei's mention him before!" Donatello exclaimed.
Your head shot up excitedly, "Take me too him."
"Huh?" Raph said.
"Take me to see your father."
Raph scowled, "No way! How do we know they can be trusted?"
"Raph, they're the child of Sensei's best friend. I highly doubt they're untrust worthy."
You turned to face Raph, looking at him directly in the eyes, even though you could not see, "Please, Raphael." you begged, "Take me to see your father. Take me to see my uncle."
You could feel him study you for a moment, his eyes searching your face.
"Fine." he said, "Let's just go home."
You smiled widely. Following the four as they led you over to the nearest manhole cover.
"I- uh, I hope you don't mind strong smells."
"Oh, boy."
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I know I said I wasn't going to be very active, and that's still very true, I just needed to take my mind off things for a moment; and writing is how I do that. So since I've been having trouble sleeping lately, I decided to busy myself by finishing some drafts.
Love ya'll, and thank you so much for the kindness.
Translations:
Baka! Damare tte ittadaro!: Fool! shut up and go!
Kuso Yarō: Son of a bitch!
nezumi: Mouse
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the-dorky-dame · 1 year
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The
“I am not trying to seduce you…Would you like me to seduce you?~”
audio but it’s
Larissa Weems ✨💜
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*waits patiently for you amazing writers while 🎶“Feed me Seymour”🎶 plays in the background*
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recallback-art · 4 months
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Did a second run of Shadows over Loathing because I wanted to do an evil run. I had far too much fun with this guy and I am perhaps even more attached to him than Cecil because sometimes you need a guy who loves being fucked up.
He's not even evil, really, because that would imply he cares about what he's doing.
Bonus picture that's a vital contribution to their dynamic:
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