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#I'M FINALLY DONE
revitalizationrat · 7 months
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Crusade of a lonely turtle
Chapter IV- the core of our strength
Part 1
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Previous/ part 2
Chapter I
Masterpost
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blu3cl0v3rs · 6 months
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Summary: Morro chooses an… interesting Halloween costume.
Warnings: fake blood descriptions?
Prompt: Halloween | Death | Costume
Extra: You know the drill, it's set in a generic "Revived Morro Lives w/ the Ninja" AU, between Seasons 10 and 11.
"So, how's my costume?" Morro asked smugly.
The Ninja stared silently. Lloyd's mouth was open in silent horror.
"You're all speechless, I count this as a win."
"No, Morro," Kai muttered, a horrified quiver in his tone, "We are not speechless in a positive way."
The green face paint on Morro's face wrinkled into a frown, also shifting the contour that made his cheeks look deathlike and hollow. He adjusted the collar of a ragged gi fashioned after the one he wore as a ghost. His badly trimmed nails scraped at the bandages, which were stained to look realistically dirty, and patches of fake blood were visible on certain parts of them.
All in all, it was a terrifyingly accurate Halloween costume of his ghost form.
"...is there something wrong with it?" the ex-ghost cosplaying as himself questioned.
"You dressed as your dead body," Nya deadpanned.
"No, I dressed as my cursed soul," Morro corrected. "Samuel is dressed as my dead body."
"W-who's Samuel?" Jay hesitantly asked.
Out of seemingly nowhere, Morro brought a plastic skeleton with a burnt crude version of Morro's gi, along with a bad wig of Morro's hair. "This is Samuel."
Lloyd broke into hysterical laughter, causing the Other Ninja to giggle as well.
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I'm actually finished! Now, I can work on finishing my AUs and shark's 300 challenge!
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nell0-0 · 2 years
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The Rifts spread...
Colress has been called in in exchange of shortening his prison stay. His knowledge in portals in this AU proves invaluable, as he’s in charge of monitoring the status of all the rangers in Team Rift (supervised, of course, but still). 
The reason why the Ranger Commander’s are so hesitant to lend their aid is because they’re not sure they’ll even be of help. All Ranger Commanders are level 10, so they think that if they can’t with the situation, no one under their command with less rank than them is ready either. There are more than one rank 10 by region, so all rank 10 appoint one of them as their leader in their respective regions.
Hilda comes back briefly to help with the distortions, and so does N (who has the inside scoop of what’s going on thanks to the Pkm Mystery Dungeon Squirtle
Emmet and the Elite 4 split up to cover all the three main places the distortions are appearing in. 
Emmet goes to Gear Station/Nimbasa, Shauntal and Caitlin go to Dragonspiral tower, Iris and Marshal go to Opelucid City.
Now, as for Team Rift and their pokemon partners: 
- Alain -> Onix
- Ingo -> Sneasel
- Melissa -> Altaria
- Akari (a pkm ranger trainee so she can be part of the team officially and access the ranger’s recourses) -> H. Quilava
- Katrina -> Mightyena 
- Hana -> Quilava
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I OFFICIALLY GRADUATED!
I got a 9 on my end presentation, so now I'm done with school! Now I only have to pick up my degree and then I can call myself a professional Media Designer.
@helpimhyperfixating @white-nolse @momokujo @queen-ofsunflowers thank you for your sweet words of encouragement my darlings!
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theaudacitytodraw · 2 years
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Jotun Loki
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obssessive · 1 year
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megsiepoo · 9 months
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GUYS I BEAT PURGATORY!
Took forever to get through the Boss Rush bit, but I did it!
And you get a special icon for doing all of Purgatory? HELLO??? I never saw anything about that, how cool!
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mellodiies · 4 months
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all my blogs range from zero color to bright color in your face you're choking
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dafry · 2 years
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FINALLY I'VE DECIDED TO POST THIS-
Originally I had more planned, but I feel like with how long it's taken and with my art block I wouldn't be able to make em as good either way so-
Enjoy! :)
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(can I just say- AVSHHDNDJSKKQJDBDBEBBXJDKFK?!?!???❤️❤️❤️❤️✨✨✨✨ I never thought it's possible to fall in love twice for the same character but I stand corrected- SENSEI RANDY MY BELOVED😭🥺💖💖💖(I just love his design so much- I LOVE MALE WITH LONG HAIR SO YEAH))
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Now we have our grumpy master turned student, Finja! :D
I tried my best drawing him with my style, took a while to figure out and honestly I don't feel confident with how I do his hair- (especially in the next drawing because i drew em a long time after so I forgot how to do it-)
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(pov: you're Mcfist)
Aaaand that's all for now! :v
And in case you didn't know already- this is based on an ageswap AU made by @that-rollingfrog! :)
Check it out!
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laracrofted · 5 months
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would anyone like a sad boy rhett edit today? or are we all busy eating and shopping and otherwise spending time away from here?
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acewithapaintbrush · 7 months
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Ah that feeling when you finally finish a multi chapter story that has given you trouble for a few weeks now🙏
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pondsphuwin · 2 years
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speeding through all of these red lights (76k words, explicit, canon divergence, complete)
“I’d like to work for you.” Porsche didn’t expect his words to draw such an easy laugh out of Kinn. He can’t say he doesn’t like the sound of it, but it’s a little disappointing that he gets to hear it at his expense. “Why would you want to work for me, Porsche? You know what I do, right?” - Alternatively, the one where Porsche asks to work for Kinn instead.
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kimikoyukiart · 1 year
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Queue is a GO!
I repeat queue IS A GO! There is like fking 120+ posts and it ends in like march LMFAO so posts ready to go for a good while
I put the tag “catch up” and the yr they were made in on them so anyone will be able to tell they’re old stuff anything new won’t have those tags since they’ll be accurate to the time of posting
Also i’m estimeric trash now so i hope u enjoy the slow stream of it (unless i have a sudden burst of pics which is totally possible as ppl on twitter will knw LMFAO)
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*unhinged screech* FINALS SRE DONE FONALS ARE DONE FINALS ARE DONE AHAHAJAHAHHHANS FREE AT FUCKINGH LAST!!!!!
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fivefunfelonies · 5 months
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Guess who passed their finals 😁😁😁😁
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uitwaaiien · 7 months
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I still get flashbacks of all our worst moments. All the moments I wish I had walked away and done better because God knows I could have. It just crossed my mind again about finding out about all the escorts. From going through your laptop when you were at the shooting range to you running home to me throwing all my shit in the car and leaving. How you walked in and still lied to my face and begged me to stay so you could "explain" and lie your way out of it. I should have never went home. I should have driven back down to Florida to get Poquito and pack all my stuff up and divorced you then and there. But I met so many wonderful people on our journey. I made so many more memories for myself. I fell in love with myself along the way when I realized you could never love me the way I want. The way I needed. The way I so desperately desired. I hate myself some days for not leaving earlier. I hate the way I let you get in my head. I hate the way I stuck up for you and had faith in you getting better. I had hope in you healing and I hate myself for trying to see the best in you when there was nothing but darkness in you. I hate myself for not putting myself first and taking on your darkness inside of me and fighting it myself, just to take the load off of you and help you. One day I hope to stop hating all the things that I did, when I shouldn't have. I should have let you suffer in silence but having a big heart is not a curse. I will not let my love and desire for prince charming make me a bad person. I won't let it turn me dark. I won't let you win and get in my head over and over again when you did for years. I'm not over it. I don't think I'll ever be over it. But not in the sad "how could you do this to me" because that is over. I'm not crying. I'm not sad. I don't miss you. I definitely don't miss us. I know what love feels like. Multiple people have come into my life since I left you and shown me what true, healthy love feels like and they know I am grateful for it. No I'm not over it. But I'm not over you being an absolute horrible piece of shit person. I'm not over you faking it everyday, even when I had filed, you still faked it. You still lied. There is not a single day that passed from the day you texted me to apologize back in September of 2019, after Kate left you, to the day I left Alaska that you did not lie to me. You lied. You lied. You lied. Every. Damn. Day. How did you do that? No, I know how you did it. You didn't care. You have no empathy. No sympathy. All your tears and games were a fucking lie. Just a way to provide yourself entertainment and to make my life a living hell so you weren't living in hell alone. You just didn't want to be alone. So instead of getting better, you brought me into hell with you. You dragged me down to your level and got off on it. I hope it made you happy. It probably didn't because you're never happy. You don't have a single fucking clue what happiness feels like. Maybe you do now, who knows. You're probably still lying to yourself every morning and lying to the people around you. And even if you aren't, it's always a cycle with you. You'll be "good" for a couple weeks or a month and then you'll go right back to being that shitty person who has a special place in hell reserved personally for him. I don't want you to get your redemption. But at the same time, I couldn't care less what happens to you. I was right. I was always right. My 18 year old boy is dead and gone. He died a very long time ago and he's rolling over in his grave letting whoever the fuck you are walk around in his place. You're not even half a man. No matter what "masculinity" you have. No matter the people you kill. No matter the people you train in whatever you're teaching. No matter who you take care of. No matter what your family does or says because you are just as awful as them. Your sister? Don't get me started, what a fucking joke wasting her life away.
And your mom? You are the spitting image of her. Your narcissism? You get it all from her. You didn't speak to her for a whole fucking year and you think you know what love is? You think you're respectful? That you deserve to have a good life? No wonder you got your fucking rank stripped because you made a bad call. Your whole life has been full of bad fucking calls and I hope you live with every single consequence of all of them. Including me.
No. I don't care about you. I want nothing good to happen to you but I know better than to put that into the universe for the sake of my own good karma because goodness knows after dealing with you and your fucking emotions for almost a decade, I am long overdue for my happy ever after. And don't you fucking worry. I'm going to get everything I have ever wanted. I'm already on my way and I will stay this way until the world turns dark. You did nothing for me. Congratulations on ruining your relationship with the one person in the whole world who accepted your dark side and all your demons and made them her own. She loathes you now. I know that's what you wanted though. You wanted me to hate you because it's easier for you. It's always been easier for you. Why do you think I unblocked you? It wasn't for you. It was because I didn't care anymore. I want you to see how happy I am without you. How fucking wonderful my sweet, beautiful life is now that I'm free of you. If I had know freedom from you would feel this good I would have let you go when you left me when I was 16. You never deserved me. You never deserved my love. There is not a single second that goes by where I truly believe you loved me. You really hated me, didn't you? Good. I don't want your love. I never needed it. I have always been stronger than you and I knew that. But your lies, manipulation, gaslighting and your sick, twisted-in-the-head games that you like to play....you can keep all that. I know you won't change. YOU know you won't change. You're probably still watching your porn and your onlyfans, sleeping with girls and probably going to reenlist because you're right - you don't know what else to do with your life. I know you won't go to college. You won't survive college. Prove me wrong. I don't fucking care. You mean jack shit to me now. And Tony? Lord help that child. I feel so sorry that he was born into that family. And now he has to live with you? If I know you at all, you've definitely been making him walk Zulu, shovel the driveway, clean up the house and make him learn "responsibility" but you don't know how to raise a child. You don't know how to be a husband. You'll never know how to be a good dad. I'm so fucking glad I never had kids with you. God, could you imagine?? All those times you said "let's make a baby" and God saved me. He really protected me on that one because no way in hell would I ever want to be the mother of your kids. You would have turned them against me. You would have always made it a game. You would have ruined holidays and every tradition I have planned in my head. But now? Now I'm free to make all my own choices and all my own decisions. Sure, you got the house and everything in it but I will always be free of you and you will have to live with yourself and all your horrible mistakes and choices until the day you die. Freedom is absolutely priceless. Not a day goes by that I'm not grateful that you're gone. You're dead to me. Just like you always should have been.
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