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m0ldybreadd · 1 month
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All I've been posting is of dazai recently (expect more)
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alicornze7 · 19 days
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RAGAPOM BE UPON YE
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Ok maybe I'm kinda digging this ship (and them outlines)
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andy-clutterbuck · 2 months
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normal-internet-user · 10 months
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A gift. An offering for my wonderful @zeepziesdiary . I gift you Papa Leo content.
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WHEN I'M GONE
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Summary: One of the only ways you can hear your Papa is through old files. Thank gosh Uncle Tello records everything.
Warnings: Slight angst, not much but it's there. Grief. Don't worry though, there's comfort!!
Requested: An offering to my beloved (/p)
GN Reader!
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You pulled back the curtain that would seperate your side of the room from CJ's, it was late, and you didn't want to wake him.
With a moments hesitation, you pulled your mask over your head, the device making a familiar chime as it powered on.
Using your guantlet, you selected the file you wanted to listen too, and closed your eyes as your papa's voice washed over you.
"How the hell does this thing work Donnie."
"Wait, it's on? Fffuuuu- I mean- frick."
You smiled as Papa cleared his throat, and continued.
"Hey there, birdy, if you're listening to this I guess that means you miss me."
"But, hey, I know you and Casey are fine. Because you have eachother."
"And where ever I am, I miss you too, so much."
"If you're listening to this 'cause- well, ya know."
"Then just know, I am so, so proud of you, birdy. You made it! Yay, confettii and streamers..! Youuu probably don't know what those are..."
Papa chuckled, and you giggled, you'd learned what those were yesterday from Mikey.
"Listen, my little gremlin, I gotta go now, Uncle Tello is being a bit of a diva- what do you mean you heard that? You're all the way over there!"
The sounds of banter and a low thump could be heard, then Papa shouted, "Love you, (Name)! Bubbye!!"
The recording ended, and you went to click on the next one, when you felt someone tap your shoulder.
You sat up and pulled up your mask, relaxing when you saw it was Donnie.
"Hey." you whispered, "What... are you doing here? What's up?"
"I made something for you." He whispered back, and you looked at him confused.
"Just follow me." He said, pulling you up from your bed.
Reluctantly, you allowed him to pull you along behind him. He led you into his lab, where he dropped your arm, rushing over to his desk.
He snatched up a small chip, then held out his hand, "May I see your mask?"
You hesitated for a moment then, removed the tech and handed it to Donnie. You watched as he inserted the chip into your mask, you were certainly curious.
He handed it back to you eagerly, and you took it, confused, "What does that do?"
"It upgraded your systems, now when you play an audio file, you have the option to project that same file through your mask. Kinda like virtual reality." He explained, clearly proud of himself.
"So, you mean like..." You trailed off, and clutched the mask tighter, "I can... see.. the recordings?"
Donnie nodded and you took in a shaky breath, "Thank you. I... don't know what to say, I-"
"Go test it." Donnie said, waving his hands towards the door, "Come let me know how well it works whenever you're ready."
You nodded, a small smile on your face as you speed walked out of the lab and into the main room of the Lair.
You debated returning to your and CJ's room to test it, but decided against it. Instead, you sat in a secluded corner of the room. After one last deep breath, you slid your mask over your face and selected a file.
Your mask made a ding ding! sound, and you clicked on the play button that appeared infront of you.
You gasped as Uncle Tello's lab appeared infront of you, it was exactly the way you remembered it. Down to the small, clear bowl filled with rocks on his desk.
Sitting in the chair infront of the monitors was Papa, who was talking to someone off to the side and out of frame. You turned your head in the direction Papa was speaking, and there stood Uncle Tello, back facing the camera as he worked on a small machine.
Papa turned back to the camera with a grin and you smiled back. Instinctively, you reached out for him, your hand stopping where he would be.
Your shoulders tightened and your hand dropped pathetically to your side as Papa started to speak.
"Man. I've been making alot of these huh? Can't tell if that's a bad thing."
"You better be taking care of yourself my little star child. I'm sure you are, because you're a good kid."
"It's... weird, knowing that if you're watching this, I'm not there to watch over you."
Papa smiled, leaning back in the ratty swivel chair that ususally rested at Uncle Tello's desk.
Slow tears started flowing down your face, most getting caught on your bittersweet smile before falling down your chin.
"I wish I could make these longer, birdy, but sadly, they gotta be short and sweet."
"Just know I am so so proud of you, yeah? Just take care of yourself for me. When I'm gone."
With a small wave, Papa leaned forward, and the recording ended with a soft click. Papa faded away. You pushed your mask up your face, a sob building in your throat.
This was the first time you'd actually seen him since...
Since...
Casey.
You needed Casey. Really really bad.
You stood quickly, speedwalking to your shared room. You'd tell Donnie about how well the chip thingy worked later. 'Cause boy did it work.
You hesitated for a moment when you reached Casey, but you knew that if you chose to just leave him be, and comfort yourself, he'd be more annoyed than if you woke him up.
So, you gently shook him awake, "Casey?" you muttered.
Casey blinked his eyes open tiredly, but that sleepinesz dissapeared the second he saw the tears running down your face, "What? What happened? Are you okay?" he asked quickly, sitting up.
You sniffled, shaking your head, "Nothing's wrong. Just-" your voice cracked, and Casey didn't wait a second longer to pull you into a tight hug.
"Thank you." you whispered, clinging to his shoulders tightly.
"Anytime, (Name). Anytime." he said, giving you a reassuring squeeze.
You spent a good part of the day with Casey, seeing your Papa for the first time since... well it threw you through a loop of confusing emotions.
On the one hand it brought you a comfort. One of your biggest fears up until now was that, eventually, you'd forget what Papa looked like. That no matter how hard you tried to remember you would never again invision his smile.
But, on the other hand, it was a shock. To see him so close, but not be able to reach him. It hurt. You knew that wouldn't last forever, the same feeling of hurt filled you when you first dicovered the audio files.
But now they simply brought you a comfort you'd been missing since you saved the world. This new tech would do the same.
And goodness knows you'll need that comfort.
Now that he's gone.
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It's bittersweet, but this scenario has been running around in my head for SO LONG-
I based it off your little headcanons you sent me about Donnie's gifts to reader (I still have yet to answer that one, I'm getting there I swear-)
I just really needed to write this out or I probably would have lost my sanity-
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tblsomedoodles · 5 months
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Have a Mikey Info dump too!
Look at my Cringe Son! I love him and all his stupid shirts! : )
ANYWAYS! Info dump!
Mikey, of course, was found by the foot. (I think just a standard foot ninja that brought him to the shredder like "i found this weird turtle dog thing? it looked useful, maybe so i brought it back with us.") Shredder doesn't think much about about it, not realizing Mikey's a child/sentient, and just sends him to get trained with the attack dogs or whatever weird creatures he wants to keep on a leash.
A 12 yo Karai, however, gets attached and very quickly learns he can speak. He tries to tell her his name, but he's a tiny tot who mispronounces things still, and upon him trying to say "Mikey", Karai hears "Michi". Thus starts calling him Michi, which is close enough for him to respond to.
Karai convinces the Shredder to let her take care of Michi, which he agrees to b/c sure let the child have a pet to train. A month or so later, he catches her training Michi in ninjutsu, and to his surprise, Michi is doing well? At which point he decides, that Michi is still Karai's responsibility, but that he would train him in ninjutsu like he does Karai.
So Michi learns directly from the Shredder alongside Karai. He still has a prankster streak but Karai keeps him out of trouble for the most part. (she doesn't really keep him from doing the thing all the time, she usually is able to blame it on someone else tho. She's protective of him b/c that's her little brother that she's basically raising.)
They were in Japan for most of that time, but when the Shredder moved to New York, he left Karai in charge of the Japan branch and took Michi (age 12) with him.
Michi loves exploring NYC and does so any chance he knows he can get away with it. This is how he meets Splinter again.
He likes Splinter, automatically trusts him and it helps the rat has some really cool stories to tell.
He spends a year meeting up with Splinter, listening to his stories, relearning about his family and what not. (splinter keeps asking him to leave the shredder but it takes a while for Michi to understand why.)
In the end, there's a big incident that all but makes Michi leave. He questioned one of the shredder's decisions or something like that (having gotten far too used to asking questions with Splinter) and without Karai to essentially shield him from the results, he gets into Trouble™. he was going to be punished for it, but Michi escapes before he can find out exactly what (not without injury though. Shredder himself causes the scars on his shell and chin as he leaves.)
He goes to Splinter, scared and confused, and Splinter patches him up. He goes to meet Leo while he's healing, and Splinter tries to convince Michi to stay with them there, but Michi would rather stay with Splinter.
After leaving the Shredder, Michi slowly adjusts to life outside the foot. He starts wearing weird clothes b/c it's fun, discovers comics and video games, just essentially discovering what it's like to be a teenager. by the time he meets Donny again, (age 15) he is very much a cringy teen (positive) and is enjoying it. He can still kick ass tho, and is stelthy as shit, even in bright orange, but yeah. he's also readopted the nickname Mikey by then. He responds to either, really, but his family mostly just uses Mikey while Karai uses Michi.
edit: Links for Donny, Raphael, and Leo's info dumps
edit x2: Mikey's pronouns are officially 'Any.' : )
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iamasaddie · 2 months
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my man is big so i have more places to sink my teeth in and his hair is brushed back because i couldn’t stop running my fingers through it
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bacosgrove · 2 years
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OH MY GOD I JUST HAD THE BIGGEST AND I THINK CUTEST REVELATION EVER.
Izuku and Katsuki
are
lightning and thunder
And before you say anything HEAR ME OUT. Izuku's quirk literally creates lightning around him. Katsuki's quirk is loud af. And you wanna know what else checks out? There's no one without the other.
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*force feeds you noco propaganda* here comes the airplane :)))
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Thinking back on it, I can’t tell you who she looked like. Or even what color her hair or eyes were. Pick the most beautiful actress you can think of. The goddess as ten times more beautiful than that. Pick your favorite hair color, eye color, whatever. The goddess had that. When she smiled at me, just for a moment she looked a little like Annabeth.
𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙮 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙪𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘼𝙥𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙚 // 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙮 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙏𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣'𝙨 𝘾𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚
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hollowaluminumvessel · 4 months
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i swear to heaven and earth and all things holy, if lin manuel fucking miranda speaks a WORD of rap in the Percy Jackson show, I'll tear the throat of the first person that dares make eye contact with me out with my jaws.
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actual-changeling · 4 months
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half my dash is blocked posts because i have everything doctor who filtered until i catch up hasjkdhasd
whatever is happening i hope y'all are happy and/or happily suffering
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mono-socke · 5 months
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Soo, someone commented on the SQUIP's nails on a drawing I did and I feel like mentioning smth
when I draw certain characters, I always have a few special details I add, just bcuz I can. Like, Jeremy has little pacman earring, and Christine has a very specific red hair-clipper in her hair
And the SQUIP always has painted nails. Always. And I've made up a certain pattern for it
ok ok so
pre-upgrade, their nails are white with blue stripes
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post-upgrade it's blue with white stripes
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at the beginning of 'the Play' it's black with blue stripes
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and at the very end, after the mtr scene and they're getting deactivated, in that short scene, it's black with red stripes. why? because when I drew that scene, I changed all details about them that were blue to red bcuz I can
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the-derpy-duck · 8 months
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Something about ES!Bumblebee’s voice makes me happy. Not in the same way Megatron’s does, but similar.
Like I love when the Transformers have accents. Southern Transformers appearing makes me happy. I think the accents help to add a bit of character, like TFA Blitzwing having a german accent is fun and I love it because his name is half German so it makes sense. But the accents don’t really need to make sense to me. Like this character is Australian for no good reason but it’s fun.
But ES Bumblbee’s voice is just kind of different to me? Like it’s really nice to listen to. It’s almost soft and is sort of how I’d imagine bumblebee sounding. I feel like the voice fits the character and the design and also his name. Like. This is how someone named ‘Bumblebee’ would sound.
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ndcgalitzine · 1 year
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can we talk about how Kinn grabs Porsche's BELLY BUTTON to pull him around 🔥🔥🔥
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bambistan · 9 months
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CW: Suicide attempt/suicidal thoughts.
James was tired. He was more than tired. He was exhausted. He had no energy, and everything seemed absolutely meaningless. He really tried to just smile and be "happy," but he couldn't. Not this time.
As he made his way up the steps of the astronomy tower, he started having second thoughts, but then he caught a glimpse of a figure standing on the ledge and he just had to go on.
The person didn't notice him. They were anxiously shifting their weight on their feet and looking at the seemingly endless drop off the tower.
James didn't know what to do. He knew he should say something, but what? What if he accidentally spooked them and they fell? He'd never forgive himself and probably throw himself off right after them.
"What are you doing?" He settled for, but still not his favourite choice.
The figure, whose face was still covered in darkness, turned around quickly. They didn't say anything, just stared.
"You should probably get down from there," He says, "You could fall."
"Well spotted," the boy said in a snarky tone, yet he carried such sadness in his voice. Still, he doesn't get down.
"Alright then," James mutters as he climbs up next to him on the ledge.
"What are you doing?" The boy says hurriedly, sounding anxious.
"I thought we were gonna jump together?" James replies like it was obvious.
He reaches his hand out and grabs the other boys hand. It's small and his fingers are thin with somewhat long nails.
"Are you mad?" The boy almost shouts, yanking his hand away and jumping down to the safety of the towers floor.
He turns around, and that's when James finds out who it is. The stars illuminate his face, his porcelain skin almost glowing in the moonlight.
"Regulus," He breathes, surprised yet not at the same time .
James jumps down as well and notes the look of realisation on Regulus' face.
"Potter," Regulus says like he's been caught doing something he shouldn't have. Which is true.
James stays silent for a minute. Searching his brain for a sentence that won't make the young boy angry or walk away.
"Do you... Do you want to talk about it?" He asks, internally praying that he doesn't get slapped. It would only affect his mood more, although at this moment, James didn't feel anything apart from the desire to help and protect Regulus.
Regulus looked offended, then confused, and then sad again. He sighed and looked at his feet, his shoulders slumped and cheeks wet with tears even though his eyes were dry.
"I don't know," he said, then cried because of how frustrating it all was. He wasn't supposed to get caught. He was supposed to jump and no one was supposed to know.
James stepped closer hesitantly. When the boy didn't back away, he wrapped his arms around him tightly. He felt the boys body relax then tense up again as it shook from his sobs.
"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know," He repeated into James' chest, "Everyone expects me to be perfect, to be the heir. They don't care what I want, they don't love me, everybody leaves me. I'm just so tired. I want it to stop, I need everything to stop. I just -" He cried harder and James tightened his grip.
"It's okay," he whispered into Regulus' hair, feeling his pain as though it transferred to him from his touch. "I've got you."
Regulus looked up at James and then cried even harder, burying his head back into his chest.
After a few more minutes of James whispering calming things into his ear, Regulus stopped crying. He didn't leave James' arms, though, and James didn't mind, so he just let him lay there anyways.
Regulus turned and looked up at him, "Would you really have jumped with me?" He questions.
"Nah, I wouldn't have let you jump in the first place," he shrugs, and Regulus just nods.
"Why were you up here anyways?" Regulus presses, and James breathes in deeply.
"Honestly?" Regulus hums. "I was going to do what you were doing."
Regulus quickly gets up and looks him in the eyes. James realises how much he misses the warmth.
"What? Why? You're, you're perfect Potter. You- I don't understand," He blurts out all at once.
James let's out a sad laugh, "I wish."
He pulls Regulus back in, and he doesn't object, which makes James a little bit happier.
"I'm fine," he starts, "I just get I these moods sometimes, it's hard to explain."
"Well, I suppose when you're publicly one of the most happiest people ever, then it only makes sense that privately you're the saddest," Regulus says matter-of-factly. James just hums and agrees.
"You can talk to me, you know? Whenever you want, I don't care," James says, pressing his nose into Regulus' hair and inhaling softly. He smells of lavender and milk.
Regulus doesn't say anything at first, and James fears that he's scared the boy away by trying to help, that is until he gently nods his head and whisper an "okay".
"You can tall to me too," Regulus states, and even if it's out of obligation, James is happy.
"So it's settled," James says, "we meet here when one of us has something on our minds."
"Yeah, okay."
And they did just that. Any time one or the other had something they needed to talk about, they would do so late at night in the astronomy tower in the arms of the other.
For months, this had been going on, and soon, James started to realise how strongly he felt for the other boy. He wanted more than just to protect him, he wanted him.
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skyward-floored · 1 year
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Is it overly optimistic to say I feel like there might be an update soon...
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