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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 5 months

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(For your lovely rollo event.)

Rollo, how do you feel about children? Either just in general or perhaps.. if you would ever want to be a father in the future?

Like Fire, Hellfire.

“Children?”

He handled the word as though it were a skunk—innocent and harmless for now but primed to spray at the first hint of danger. A muscle in his face ticked. It was though he wished to shift into a different emotion but hadn't yet decided which one.

Handkerchief out, Rollo sucked in a breath through his teeth. The usual disgust or disapproval was not present in full force. Today, it was tempered by hesitance as he tip-toed around the subject.

"They have the capacity to be rambunctious. Like fire, difficult to tame. I’m not certain I can match their energy," he said vaguely. “The children in the City of Flowers are free-spirited, and that tends to result in acts of mischief. Whether their pranks and games disturb public peace depends on the time and place. I'm not fond of the instances when they do."

A slight grimace crossed his features. "There was once an incident when a boy blew hard into a magically charmed handkerchief, and the noise it produced startled the baker at the cafe I was frequenting. He had just pulled out a fresh batch of croissants from the oven. The croissants ended up all over the floor... What a waste of perfectly good food. The baker, too, was quite upset, as you can imagine."

"What happened to the boy?"

"Ah, him. He attempted to abscond from the scene of the crime. In his rush to escape, he paid no attention to his surroundings and collided with me." Rollo waved a hand. "The baker's rage was upon him in an instant. The boy was shaking like a leaf in the wind—he grasped onto my robes to keep himself upright.”

Rollo drew out a sigh that ended in a small smile. “I managed to smooth things over with the baker, though I also spoke with the boy and had him apologize. One must atone for one’s crimes—that lesson was surely instilled in him that day.”

"Aw, it was nice of you to step in and speak on behalf of the little guy." You found yourself smiling as well. Even though Rollo-san always has this stern air about him… "You really have a soft spot for kids, huh?”

His frown quickly returned. "No, I wouldn't say that. I was merely holding the boy accountable for his actions. Children can so easily be led astray without proper instruction and moral guidance. Who is to say he wouldn’t be a repeat offender if he was let off the hook?”

"Someone's in denial," you said in a teasing singsong. “It’s okay to confess that you’re good at taking care of kids, you know.”

“… I am not,” he insisted. “I am most content observing the children go about their simple days. I do not wish to take a larger part in their lives beyond that.”

A terrifying thought nipped at him from the dark crevices of his mind.

I don’t have a right to.

If his heart were a house, then a window had been thrown open, letting the outside in. A hole opened in the dark, and incriminating light rushed to fill it.

A flower of pain blossomed in his chest, its thorns driving deep into his flesh. The blood that rose to the surface was both hot and cold. Burning scorn, icy remorse.

A deadly duo.

Spiraling.

I wasn't able to protect the one that mattered most of all. My magic came too late. I'm in no position to be a big brother, let alone a father, a grandfather, an uncle, a guardian of any sort…!

I’m not worthy.

Rollo gritted his teeth. His soul ablaze, his mind jumbled with emotions running high. He pushed back with teeth and nails.

It’s not my fault. I’m not to blame!! The one who cast this flame is…!

“Rollo-san?”

You were staring at him, concern seeping into your eyes. Curiosity, too, had bloomed there. It was the same sort of expression one makes at a a stray on the side of the road. Sorry for it, but uncertain about drawing near to check its condition.

He gasped—realizing he had been making a most frightening face. Rearranging his features back into some semblance of calm, he cleared his throat.

“… Suffice to say, it is impossible in this current state of affairs for any child to grow up safe and free of sin. Around every bend and corner, there is temptation of magic calling out to them. How cruel!” he lamented pityingly. “The poor things, like lambs led to the slaughter.”

You shuddered at the gruesome image—human children like lambs.

Poor things, echoed your head. Poor Rollo, echoed your heart, thinking such things.

“Until I can bring about that magic-free world into fruition, I cannot commit my efforts toward any other endeavors,” he concluded. “A world without all the pain and suffering of this one… I intend to see my goal through to the very end. That is my utmost priority.”

A fairer world for all.

For the children.

For him.

#twisted wonderland #twst #Rollo Flamme #twst x reader #Rollo Flamme x Reader #angst #spoilers #disney twisted wonderland #twst interactions #twisted wonderland interactions #Reader #self insert #Rollo at the Writing Desk

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leresq · 2 months

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Hello, I'm Resq (pronounced Resk) I'm an Irish skunk furry, an amateur digital artist (I'm pretty bad lol but I don't draw often), and a Creative Writing major.

black lives matter, stop asian hate, free palestine 🇵🇸, free ukraine 🇺🇦, free congo 🇨🇩, animal rights now, pro choice, pro trans

This is a 16+ account! I am sfw but I often swear, and occasionally make risque jokes.

Favourite Animals: Skunk, Polar Bear, Raccoon, Red Fox, Opossum

Favourite Characters: Rocket Raccoon, Glamrock Freddy, Tails Prower, Wonder Woman, Spider Gwen

Favourite Pokémon: Miltank, Wooloo, Primarina, Obstagoon, Stufful

Favourite Books: Shadow and Bone, Lord of the Rings, The Mysterious Benedict Society, The Apothecary, The Language of Thorns

Favourite Movies: Guardians of the Galaxy, Zootopia, The Greatest Showman, Tangled, They Cloned Tyrone

Favourite Shows: Hilda, Moon Knight, Voltron Legendary Defenders, Bluey, Andor

Favourite Artists/Bands: Daði Freyr, Lemon Demon, Nirvana, The Cranberries, Fleetwood Mac

If any of these apply to you, please go away: Racists, islamophobes, antisemites, transphobes, homophobes, TERFs and general queerphobes, antifurries, anti therians, p3d0§ and z00$, including radqueers and proship. (Even if it's fictional if you're ok with it you condone it.) Zionists and anti-palestine supporters, "Pro-life" anti women's rights nutjobs, anti-vaxxers, anti vegans, anti vegetarians, $ex negative people, fet!$h/k!nk accounts, and people who like Hazbin Hotel (not a joke)

Raw meat, taxidermy, fur, leather, animal skulls and bones, and other things like that I cannot stand being around or seeing for more than a couple minutes without being deathly uncomfortable. (separated deer antlers are ok because the deer didn't die 99% of the time) I can't bear to see any part of an animal that I know is dead or was hurt. Cartoon blood and the like is alright for me, as long as it's not obscenely graphic, but please respect my boundaries and know how deeply uncomfortable I am around things like that.

#I will probably update this a lot

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greekstar · 1 year

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Warrior cat name Ideas Prefixes - A-Z A Acorn Adder Amber Ant Apple Arch Arrow Aspen Ash Asher Alder Amber B Badger Bark Beech Bellow Birch Berry Bird Black Blizzard Brave Breeze Bright Brown Bell Bug Beetle Bluebell Blue Bounce Brindle Brush Bush Buzzard Buzz Bee Bumble Bass Basil Bubble Brine Beaver Bison (I feel like this only goes good with ‘horn’ or Bisonpelt/fur.) Bat Bone Butterfly Burdock Broken Bramble Bracken Bay Brisk Blossom Briar Boil Branch Bud C Cloud Cloudy Crystal Cold Cricket Cliff Cardinal Crying Cougar Coyote Cobweb Chick Cow Cave Cheetah Carrot Coral Cactus Claw Cedar Cherry Cinder Clover Copper Creek Crooked Crouch Crow D Dew Dewy Duck Dusty Dust Dune Down Dagger Dodge Dolphin Daisy Doe Dapple Dappled Dark Dawn Dead Dove Drift Dusk E Eagle Ebony Echo Egg Eel Ember F Fallen Fallow Fawn Feather Fennel Fern Ferret Finch Fire Flame Fleet Flint Flower Flow Fly Fox Freckle Frog Frost Furze Fuzzy Foal Falling Fall G Gale Gust Golden Gold Goose Gorse Gorge Grass Gray Green Grass Goldfish Guppy Ghost H Hail Half Hare Hawk Hay Hoot Hazel Heather Heavy Hollow Holly Honey Honeycomb Hummingbird Horse Happy Hornet Hound Heron I Ice Ivy J Jagged Jay Joy Jaguar Jackdaw Jump Juniper K Kestrel Kink Koi L Lake Larch Leaf Lark Leopard Lichen Lightning Lily Lion Little Lizard Log Long Lost Loud Low Lynx M Maggot Mallow Maple Marsh Meadow Milk Minnow Mint Mist Misty Mole Moon Morning Moss Mossy Moth Mottle Mouse Mouth Mud Mumble Mink Muddy Moonlight Mountain Mushroom Monkey N Nettle Needle Nut Newt Night Nimble O Oak Oat Odd Olive One Otter Owl Orange Ocean Orca Opal P Pale Perch Pool Pike Peak Prickle Pounce Pine Petal Petal Pebble Pear Patch Pirate(kittypet or loner) Polar Peach Panda Pond Pigeon Plum Q Quail Quick R Rabbit Rain Ragged Rat Rattle Root Raspberry Reed Red Robin Rock Rose Rowan Rubble Running Rushing Rush Russet Rust Rye Raven Raccoon Rustle Rattlesnake Ravine Rapid S Sage Short Sheep Sedge Shrew Slate Slow Snail Sneeze Sorrel Soot Spider Spruce Sun Sunny Swallow Shallow Shade Sharp Scorch Sand Sandy Sky Silver Smoke Snake Soft Snow Sparrow Speckle Splash Spotted Squirrel Stalking Stalk Stalker Starling Stone Storm Stumpy Stump Sweet Swift Shred Sloe Shell Seed Shimmer Shimmering Skunk Spirit Squid Shy Sound Summer Sapphire Spiraling Spiral Shark Saturn T Tall Talon Tooth Timber Tiger Twig Tumble Thorn Thistle Thrush Tawny Tangle Ting Trout Torn Toad Tiny V Vine Vixen Void Vole W Wasp Weasel Web Weed Wet Whisker White Whale Wild Willow Wind Wolf Winter Wisteria Whisper Whispering Water Wave Waver Whisper Watermelon Whistle Wood Y Yellow

Yew

Yarrow- suggested

You guys DONT WANNA KNOW how LONG this took. I’m crying. And I might’ve missed some so feel free to send me messages in chat to request me editing it and putting it in some (not like messaging but the. Chat in this post lol.)

@cryptidclaw I also did this for our Au to help us with renaming.

I will get to suffixes soon I promise.

#Greekstar’s Suffixes/Prefixes #name ideas #Prefixes #suffixes #Just some name suggestions.

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newtonsheffield · 1 year

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VET AU! VET AU! VET AU! I’m thinking Baby Boom-esque cynical big city hotshot comes to a small town to relax and unwind and her goofy big city hotshot pup unused to small town critters-any critters really- gets skunked. Vet Anthony to the rescue of Newton and in the process, Kate’s heart!

Oh my god, how do you know I love Baby Boom 😂😂

Newton sprinting off into the woods to chase things getting thorns in his paws because he keeps pulling off his shoes.

And Anthony just rolls his eyes when he sees Newton on his schedule. Stung by yet another bee, with Kate sighing

“I think this is classed as Drug seeking behavior at this point.”

And sometimes he’s sure there’s nothing wrong with Newton, but his owner is so pretty he literally doesn’t care

But also, bonus points: Kate’s returned to her hometown and Anthony had a crush on her in high school

#kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

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skrooy · 24 days

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Sonic Crack Ships

So lately I've been going through a Sonic phase though its mostly a Tails phase if im being honest with myself. I've been trying to watch all the Sonic media and read all the Sonic comics that I can while playing a few Sonic games here and there. So my messed up brain came up with this stupid idea. What if I put every version of every canon Sonic characters from all Sonic media into multiple rounds of the hunger games simulator until only ones left. So I did that and even though I literally did it yesterday I already forgot who won I just remember it was something stupid. I also did it with all the diffrent canon and AU versions of Tails I could find and the winner was actually Tails from Sonic Boom. But anyways im getting off track where im going with this is that today while I was doing nothing lying in bed my brain came up with an even more messed up idea. What if I put all the Sonic characters not including the humans into a random wheel picker on Google to form a bunch of crack ships. So I did it for every character on the wheel. I now have a list. And I have decided to post this list because I find it funny. And I dare people to draw a couple from this list together or make a short cute crack story about one of these ships. And if you do please send a link to me. Ill die laughing if anyone does this. Sorry if I misspelled some names. P.S. I tried to put pictures on here for each character but I couldn't figure out how. I already have a part 2 for this in the works with even more characters.

Rosy the Rascal x Dark Doom

Scourge the Hedgehog x Trip the Sungazer

Mephiles the Dark x Silver Sonic

Ray the flying Squirrel x Rouge the Bat

Espio the Chameleon x Whisper the Wolf

Sage x Metal Amy

Storm Beard x Tumble the Skunk

Tiara Boobowski x Duck Bill Platypus

Cat (from Sonic Freedom Fighters) x Sonar the Fennec Fox

Hangry x Johnny Lightfoot

Gaia (Light, Dark, or both) x Megan Acorn

Tangle the Lemur x Silver the Hedgehog

Thrash the Tasmanian Devil x Sails

Thorn Rose x Vector the Crocodile

Monkey Khan x Fang the Jerboa

Jack x Tikal the Echidna

Prim x Chip

Werehog Sonic x Blaze the Cat

Nicole the Holo Lynx x Catfish

Knuckles the Dread x Sonic the Hedgehog

Zector the Zone Cop x Metal Tails

Wave the Swallow x Morian Blackthorn

Infinite the Jackal x Mighty the Armadillo

Vermin the Cybernik x Super Mecha Sonic

Porker Lewis x Zails the Zone Cop

Geoffrey St. John x Nazo the Hedgehog

Metal Sonic 3.0 x Manic the Hedgehog

Rocket the Sloth x Eclipse the Darkling

Marine the raccoon x Metal Scourge

Sonia the Hedgehog x Red

Black Rose x Dingo

Metal Knuckles x Nine

Charmy Bee x Neo Metal Sonic

Zknuckles the Zone Cop x Knuckles

Vanilla the Rabbit x Ebony the Cat

Rusty Rose x Perci

Mecha Sonic x Jet the Hawk

Bark the Polar Bear x Emperor Metallix

Mangy x Amy Rose

Sally Acorn x Griff

Fleetway Sonic x Tails the Fox

Bean the Dynamite x Zonic the Zone cop

Nasty Hyenas (the whole group) x Sticks the Badger

Metal Sonic x Stripes the Tiger

Batten x Storm the Albatross

Fiona the Fox x Cream the Rabbit

Anti Tails x Shade the Echidna

Bunnie Rabat x Shadow the Hedgehog

Antoine x Zooey the Fox

Sonic.exe x Jules (yes I know this is Sonics dad in the comics)

Ifrit x MinaMongoose

Rocket Metal Sonic x Tekno the Canary

Avatar x Big the Cat

Zantoine the Zone Cop x Gnarly

Chaos x Rotor the Walrus

Bunny Bones x Anti Sally

Zouge the Zone Cop x Zespio the Zone Cop

Denizen 1998 x Tails Doll

Mecha Knuckles x Honey the Cat

Rebel x Sleet

Knucks x Pseudo Sonic

Solaris x Zally

Nack the Weasel x Athair

Ball Hog x Carrotia

Grand Battle Kuku 15th x Lupe the wolf

Roxy the waiter x Lien-Da

Number 16 Speedy x Alicia Acorn

King Max Acorn x Bearenger

Lawrence x Burning Blaze

Elias Acorn x Fiest the Panda

Ari x Roller

Sallybot x Queen Aleena

Da Bearz (both of them) x Fockewulf

Julie-Su x Dr. Finitevus

Ms. Possum x Catty Carlisle

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thegirlwiththeninjaturtletattoos · 8 months

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Every Rose Has it's Thorn

-Part 6-

>Part 7

< Part 5

Universe: Teenage Mutant Teenage Turtles (Bayverse aged-up turtles)

Rating: R (swearing)

Raphael x OC (female character)

Tags: trigger warning mentions bruises and injuries, Fluff, Donnie being adorable, original character, slow burn romance

-Rose and Donnie chat about the serum and life, and after she goes to her apartment she comes face to face with the pain she's been avoiding.

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As she got dressed, she admitted to herself that she really needed a change of clothes, which meant going back to her apartment. Great. She looked in the mirror on Raph’s dresser and almost yelped at the state her hair was in. Curls sticking up everywhere, tangles galore, yikes. Her makeup had all worn off too, leaving a black smudge under her eyes. God she was a sight.

Opening the door, she saw Donnie waiting for her on the couch- but she had to shower. Like, had to. She was approaching skunk-smell zone. She started towards the bathroom.

“Donnie, I’ll be with ya in just a minute,”she called to the lean turtle. “I really need to shower first, ok?”

Rose didn’t wait for his response as she closed the door to the shared bathroom, locking it behind her. She didn’t hear any noise and knew she was alone, and glad for the peace. As she undressed, she thought how chaotic the lair must’ve been when the turtles were younger. They were probably a bunch of shits, she thought to herself. I’m sure Splinter had his hands, or paws she guessed, full. As she was lost in thought, the sight of the bandages on her ribs tore her from her inner monologue.

The bruises were bad. There were purple and red boot marks all over her torso, but her rib cage was the worst. She lifted the bandages off, confident the bleeding had stopped. She gasped at the sight of her injuries, the stitches on her lower left rib sticking out of her skin and very visible. Donnie had done a great job, but shit it still looked rough. There would definitely be a scar, she thought. She was still in pain, but years of practice and a hard life had taught her to ignore the sharp feeling in her side. Rose started the water, and continued to look at herself in the mirror.

Her mind wandered back to high school, when her classmates called her fat and made fun of how big her butt was. Looking at her reflection now, she wondered why she ever let them get to her. She was down right sexy, her wide hips and full breasts created a silhouette that people would kill for. She had started lifting weights seriously in the last two years, which had given her booty a nice lift, and really toned up her core and arms too. She looked like a Greek statue, both strength and beauty on full display, and she loved it.

—---

Once she was finished and dressed from the shower, and with the help of some body spray from Raph’s shelf in the bathroom to hide the funk of her clothes, she sat down next to Donnie on the couch to listen to what he had to say.

“So I think the serum is finished, but I do need to run one more test. I am slightly concerned about any after effects you might experience from our mutagen, but overall I think our odds are still about an 82% success rate.” He said, pushing up his glasses a little as they slid down his face. “It should be ready by this evening.”

“Thank you so much, Donnie. You’ve been working so hard, and I really appreciate it.” Rose smiled at him.

“Selfishly, I’ve enjoyed working on it as well. It gave me an excuse to run tests and explore data I’ve collected that I’ve not had a chance to use.”Donnie fidgeted with the purple wrapping on his left arm. “If I’m right, and this serum helps your body heal faster, I could be on the brink of a scientific discovery that Sacks was looking for when he captured us.”

She nodded her head.

“That’s amazing Don. I’ll help out any way I can.”

Rose put a hand on Donatello’s shoulder and gave a light squeeze. She glanced up to Master Splinter’s room, noticing the door still shut. Raph was still up there, and she winced at the thought he was taking the punishment for something she did.

“Can I ask you something, Donnie?”

The turtle turned to face her on the couch, and as if reading her mind answered before she could finish her thought.

“Sensei wasn’t upset with you or Raph about the whole bedroom thing, if that’s what you’re wondering.”He said blatantly. Donnie reminded Rose of her mom, speaking plain and stating facts over being tactful with feelings. She smiled as he continued. “Raph disobeyed orders when he took you to the roof, and Leo was pretty upset. There’s always drama between them about leadership and following orders, but it usually blows over really quick. Raph and Leo are sparring privately in Sensei’s dojo right now. They just need to work it out alone.”

Donnie gestured over to the room across from the gym.

“That’s our dojo space that we use for everyday training. The one upstairs is more, um, ceremonial.”

“Thanks, Don. You’re the best.”

She gave the purple masked turtle a hug, grateful that he knew exactly what was troubling her so she didn’t have to admit out loud that she was worried for Raphael. She could feel herself falling in love with the big brute, and admitting her concern was a little more than she could take right now. It was all moving so fast.

I mean, we almost fucking kissed this morning. I’ve known him for literally one day.

Donnie interrupted her thoughts with more cold, hard logic.

“So, I don’t know how to put this nicely but, you stink.”

“Thanks, Don. Real nice.”She laughed.

Yup, just like Mom.

“Yeah, you’re right. My clothes are super dirty.”She agreed. “Is anyone around to help me to my apartment for a change of clothes and some other stuff? I know you’re busy and,” she gestured upstairs with her head. “Those two are occupied at the moment.”

“Yeah, Mike is around. He’s probably in the skate room.”

Donnie walked her over to where the sound of wheels rolling and rap music poured out into the hall. God, there were so many rooms in this place, she could definitely get lost easily on her own. As Donnie walked back to his lab, Rose entered the skate room, which looked like Mikey’s personality threw up everywhere. There was no wall that wasn’t graffitied, covered in posters, or lined with speakers, and it was so bright and well, Mikey. He was so much like her brother it hurt.

Mikey quickly noticed her and despite being mid-air, he flipped off his board and leapt down in front of Rose.

“Sup girl?” He said, trying to act as slick as possible. “What can the Mikester do for ya?”

He had the biggest, goofiest grin on his face and she was beside herself. She already loved him like he was her own brother, and she just wanted to smother him in sisterly affection. Smiling, she spoke.

“I need a favor Mike. You up for a road trip?”

“Um, hells yea girl. Do you even need to ask?”

He grinned, shutting off his music and slipping his board back on his shell.

“Where to?”

“Well, I need to head back to my apartment to get some things, but I have to be sneaky about it. It’s complicated, but I have to get in- get out, kay?” She hoped he wouldn’t ask too many more questions, and she got her wish.

“Aight, lezz go!”

With that they headed back to the main room, grabbed her stuff, and headed out of the lair.

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Dusk had started to fall outside. She was beginning to lose track of time down in the sewers, as the turtles were on an awake-all-night schedule and there were no windows. She preferred it actually, she had always been a night owl.

They had made it to the rooftop across from her apartment, and she couldn’t see any lights on. Her ex’s schedule was always erratic, but she hoped that no one was home. She didn’t want to face him, especially not with a mutant turtle in tow.

“So what are we doin here, chica?

Mike asked, and she realized she still hadn’t explained the situation.

“Well, my ex and I broke up yesterday right before the bar..incident..” She paused, not wanting to call it what it was, an attack. “And I need to get some clothes and stuff but I don’t want to see him. Cool?”

Mikey nodded, and gestured for Rose to grab onto him. She put her arm around his neck, a much easier task with the orange ninja than with his older brother. Mikey was the smallest of the four, but still was more muscular than the average human. He lifted her up with one arm with ease, and took his board off of his back. Before she could protest, he said “Hold on babes!” and jumped off the roof.

The board flew them across the gap between buildings easily, and they landed on her fire escape quickly. Kneeling, but wincing from the pain in the movement, she shimmied her window up. She had never felt the need to lock it, being that they lived on the 10th floor and no one was determined enough to climb that far up a fire escape for a robbery. Mikey and Rose stepped into the dark room quickly, listening for signs of movement. When they heard none, she turned the lights on and grabbed a bag out of the closet. She looked over to the bed and sighed. They had built a life together here, and it was all just being thrown away. All the memories, laughter, and experiences. Just garbage in the dumpster. She felt a bit like Woody in Toy Story 2, when he’s in the trash can looking up at Andy. She could clearly hear the dialogue in her head, until Mike’s movement caught her eye.

“Hey, there’s a letter here for ya.”

Mikey handed over a sheet of paper he found on her pillowcase.

Rose,

Take care of yourself.

With love always,

Nick

She cried. She didn’t know what else to do. Their whole relationship, cut down to a short note and moving boxes. It was all too much to deal with.

Mikey grabbed her hand and just stood there with her while she cried like a child, still hoping that this was just a dream. She knew it wasn’t, but she would give anything to not feel this pain.

After a few minutes, she squeezed the turtle’s hand back, and turned to face him.

“Thanks, Mikey. Really. Now, let’s hurry so we can get out of here, ok?”

He nodded and moved out of her way so she could do what she needed.

Rose grabbed a bag out of her closet and started packing for a week away. That would at least cover her if she wanted to stay a little longer. She packed her toiletries quickly, thankful to be able to brush her teeth finally. Then she turned to Mike.

“Hey, can you turn around? I need to change.” She laughed as he blushed, quickly turning to face the window.

As she changed clothes, Mikey started asking questions.

“So most people have jobs, right?”

“Yep.”

“So what’s your job? Like I know you said you were self employed or whatever, but like what do you do?”

She chuckled. He was the most inquisitive of the four, and she loved that child-like spark in him.

“I’m a singer, Mikey. I gig around town with a few different bands, and I do some studio work occasionally. We didn’t have any gigs scheduled this week so my schedule is pretty open.” She responded, pulling her clean shirt over her torso gingerly. “You’re good to turn around now. All done.” Rose had chosen a pair of black biker shorts and another oversized graphic tee. The lair was way too warm for pants.

“Girl, that is so freakin’ cool!” He almost yelled with how excited he was. She could tell that he longed for that life, and that he treasured the spotlight. He was an attention-whore, but in the best way.

She laughed, enjoying his enthusiasm.

“Thanks, Mike.” Turning the light off and moving towards the door, she punched his arm. “You ready, dude?”

“You know it!”

#bayverse tmnt #tmnt bayverse x reader #tmnt bayverse #raphael x reader #bayverse raphael x reader #tmnt x oc #tmnt fanfic #bayverse raphael #mywriting #bayverse donnie

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axewchao · 4 months

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Not sure how effective of a team these three would be, but the idea's been rattling around in my head for what feels like a long time, probably as soon as I made Thorn & Zeta in the first place.

"Team Dal" seems kinda basic, "Team DTZ" just makes me think "Team Ditz," and... yeah, that's all I got; the latter just kept making me giggle and I couldn't come up with anything else =w="

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic oc #Zeta the Bear #Thorn the Skunk #Echidna!Dal #Dalex Rathmore #Zeta's so chill. I love them ;w;#honestly drawing them was my favorite part of this #cute sleepy bear buddy X3 #axewchaoscribbles

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todaysdocument · 2 years

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Treaty Between the United States and the Potawatomi Indians of the Prairie and Kankakee Signed at Camp Tippecanoe, Indiana, [p. 1, 2, 5] 10/20/1832.

Map of land ceded via the IDA Treaties Explorer.

File Unit: Ratified Indian Treaty 172: Potawatomi of the Prairie and Kankakee - Camp Tippecanoe, Indiana, October 20, 1832, 1789 - 1869

Series: Indian Treaties, 1789 - 1869

Record Group 11: General Records of the United States Government, 1778 - 2006

Image description: Map showing Cession 177. The land highlighted is a sizable chunk of Illinois, south of Chicago.

Transcription:

[crossed out] 27 [/] [underlined] 7 [/] 44

[in margin] Peaco [/]

Articles of a Treaty made and concluded at Camp

Tippecanoe, in the State of Indiana this 20th day of

October in the year of our Lord one thousand Eight

hundred and thirty two between Jonathan Jennings

John W. Davis and Marks Crome Commissioners on the

[blue circular stamp] THE NATIONAL ARCHIVES OF THE UNITED STATES [/blue circular stamp]

part of the United States of the one part and the Chiefs

and head men of the Potawatamie Tribe of Indians of

the Prairie and Kankakee of the other part,

Article 1st The said Potawatamie Tribe of Indians cede to the

United States the tract of land included within the following

boundary viz-

Beginning at a point on Lake Michigan ten miles

Southward of the mouth of Chicago River, thence in a

direct line to a point on the Kankakee River ten miles

above its mouth thence with said river and the Illinois

River to the mouth of Fox River, being the boundary of

a Cession made by them in 1816, thence with the Southern

boundary of the Indian Territory to the State line between

Illinois and Indiana thence North with said line to

Lake Michigan, thence with the Shore of Lake Mi-

=chigan to the place of beginning.

Article 2d From the Cession aforesaid the following tracts shall

be reserved, to wit-

Five sections for Shaw waw nas see, to include Little

Rock village-

#172

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For Min-e-maung, one section, to include his village.

For Joseph Laughton, son of Wais-ke-shaw, one section, and

For Ce-na-ge-wine, one section both to be located at Twelve Mile

Grove, or Na-be-na-qui-nong.

For Claude Laframboise, one section, on Thorn creek.

For Maw-te-no, daughter of Francois Burbonnois, Jun'r. one

section, at Soldier's village.

For Catish, wife of Francis Burbonnois, Sen'r. one Section at

Soldier's village.

For the children of Wais-ke-shaw, two sections, to include the

small grove of timber on the river above Rock village.

For Jean B. Chevallier, one section, near Rock village, and

for his two sisters, Angelique and Josette, one half section each

joining his.

For Me-she-ke-ten-o, two sections, to include his village.

For Francis Le Via, one section, joining Me-she-ke-ten-o.

For the five daughters of Mo-nee by her last husband Joseph

Bailey two sections -

For Me-saw-ke-qua and her children, two section, at Wais-us-

kucks's village.

For Sho-bon-ier, two sections, at his village.

For Josette Beaubien and her children, two sections, to be located

on Hickory creek.

For Therese, wife of Joseph Laframboise, one section and

for Archange Pettier, one section, both at Skunk grove

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[blue circular stamp] THE NATIONAL ARCHIVES OF THE UNITED STATES [/blue circular stamp] 46

To Wah-pou-seh, for one horse, forty dollars. 40.00

To Waub-e-sai, for three ditto, one hundred and twenty dollars. 120.00

To Chi-cag, for one ditto, forty dollars. 40.00

[in margin] 6-51 [/]

To Mo-swah-en-wah, one ditto, forty dollars. 40.00

To She-bon-e-go, one ditto, forty dollars. 40.00

To Saw-saw-wais-kuk, for two ditto, eighty dollars. 80.00

The said tribe having been the faithful allies

of the United States during the late conflict with the Sacs

and Foxes, in consideration thereof, the United States agree

to permit them to hunt and fish on the lands ceded, as also

on the lands of the Government on Wabash and Sangamon

rivers, so long as the same shall remain the property of

the United States -

In Testimony whereof the Commissioners and the

Chifs, head men, and warriors, of the said tribe have hereunto

set their hands at the place and in the day aforesaid -

[right column]

[signed] Jonathan Jennings

[signed]John W. Davis

[signed]Marks Crume

Ah-he-te-ke-zhie his x mark

Shaw-wa-nas-see his x mark

Wah-pon-e-seh his x mark

[left column]

Signed in presence

of-

[signed] John Tipton

[signed] Th. Jo. Owen, United States Indn agent

[signed] J. B. Beaubien

#archivesgov #October 20 #1832 #1800s #Native American history #American Indian history #Indigenous American history #treaties #Potawatomi #Illinois #land

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dykeminecraft · 2 years

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I'm Resting it has. Been a long night

Skunk on the back porch. The dogs were scaring it so it was spraying, but they weren't getting sprayed bc it was behind a mirror.

Bullsnake on the path to the garage. Thankfully I had a flashlight (also they're not venomous. they're constrictors).

Two Whole Tarantulas

One scorpion

And a lot of waiting around with the dogs locked up bc we needed the skunk to go away

#thorn post #my throat hurts from the skunk spray #my lungs stung a little but thankfully it's let up #so yeah I've been laying down #dozing on & off for the past hour or so

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nice to meet you Sam! any fun stories or things you want to tell us?

Well I have a few! Mostly funny things. You’d be surprised how many people dress up as animals and stay in the park overnight. I’m serious. One time I saw a grown man in his 70’s at LEAST dressed in a skunk costume. I told him to be careful of the wildlife and asked if he was okay and he just said he was fine and scampered off. It was the middle of the night. I also nearly pissed myself one night cause a group of teens were running around screaming and making weird noises. I was about to confront them about disturbing the wildlife but one of them tripped and face planted into the mud, quickly followed by their friends in a kind of domino style — so they all ended up on top of each-other. I just decided to let them be after that.

I think Thorne is alright? He’s been a little weird. I’m kind of like an older brother/dad to him although he’ll hate that I’ve said that. But he’s been really tense and snappier than usual, I think he just misses Briar. Don’t tell him I said this either buuuut…I think there’s something a little romantic going on between them…As for Briar I’ve only been hearing from her over emails or phone calls and to be honest she doesn’t sound too great. Kinda sick? But I think she’s all good! No clue when she’s coming back to work though. I guess it’s all just a little weird cause she hates having time off.

Yes and YES.

#analog #analog horror #national park #park rangers #rpg horror #trees and forests #analog horror blog #tumblr horror blog #the mandela catalogue #park ranger sam

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you know what i think would be funny? if Melli was the one to save the mc from Volo. Melli who refuses to admit that he cares about the mc, Melli who absolutely does not like being pestered by the mc, Melli who feels his chest tighten at the mc's look of terror as Volo tries to kill them. so i'd like to request a scenario of this, please

Your wish is my command! I’m more than happy to 😊

Changing cave locations cause I couldn’t figure out who it get Melli to the coastlands so to the highlands we go!

Asks are open!

It has been a week since your disappearance, everyone had been affected by it, and as much as Melli hates to admit it, so is he, even Lord Electrode is distressed that you’re gone, Laventon had told them it had to be a person, but who would even be strong enough or dumb enough to go after such a well known person?

Everyone was working trying to find you, and for once he didn’t make a show of helping, he misses you and wants you back safely, sure he hated you when he first met you, but the longer you stayed around the more he grew to like you, you were kind to him, yeah you two would sass each other and argue, but you proved time and time again that you cared for him.

Be it bringing him something to eat and drink when he could leave his post, walking with him and listening to him talk about his day and just how great he is, he still refuses to admit he was blushing when you called him pretty.

But where were you? Where could you have been taken? Were you okay? Had you eaten anything? Are you injured? Cold? The questions keep him up at night for he has no answer and the scares him.

His skuntank wasn’t acting right today, they had walking down the hill, dodging gravler and golems, his Skuntank just kept running, occasionally turning around to make sure Melli was after him.

“What is the meaning of this!? You can’t just run off like this!”

Melli ran and ran, eventually there was no Pokémon around, the silence is deafening, but Skuntank stops at a cave opening, looking between it and his trainer, tugging at Melli’s tunic trying to get him closer.

The warden felt nervous, a feeling of dread filled his senses looking in the cave, faintly he can see light.

“Maybe we should get Ingo for this? Or someone.” Melli tried coming the skunk Pokémon down but it kept growing more insistent.

Tugging at one of his long strands of hair the warden sighed and moved towards the cave, being as quiet as possible, is there an injured Pokémon in here? But what if there is an aggressive one? Better to be safe than sorry.

He comes across a lit torch, then another, all spaced out by a bit, the further in he moves the more he realizes he can hear voices he can’t make out any words yet but one sounds weak while other sounds livid.

Melli almost rounds a corner but is quick to stay behind it, realizing that the next turn is a dead end and holds the people talking, peeking around he sees Volo? What is he doing here? I guess it’s his home, banishment must suck.

“You’re nothing but a thorn in my side.” Volo lifts the other person up by their collar, arm winding back before a painful wheeze is heard, but the merchant wasn’t letting up.

“W…what? T-treat me like your daddy treated you?” Another punch silenced your chuckle

Wait that was your voice! The warden slaps a hand over his mouth to stop from any noises escaping, Skuntank right at his side fur bristling, he needs to think of something and fast.

Volo drops you, landing on the ground he can see your face no, bruised and bloodied, what are you covered in? You can’t move he’d figured that out, but he almost cries at the sight of you, you look like a mess, the cave fills with an awful high pitched wheezing sound each time you breathe, dread is replaced with rage.

How dare this pathetic waste of space do this to you! Your his little side kick how dare Volo lay a hand on you!

He acted before thinking, the blonde wasn’t expecting anyone to fly around the corner to land a hit on the center of his face, Melli having covered his mouth and nose, rushes over to quickly dk the same to you.

“Skuntank! Poison gas!”

The cave fills with the toxic air leaving Volo coughing, gripping at his throat he stumbles to grab Melli, who returns a swift kick to his gut before carrying and running off, once out of the cave he keeps running,

You can only look at him, the fear plainly written on his face, his hold on you was right but not painfully so, more so he was afraid he’d lose you.

“Melli.”

He doesn’t answer.

“Melli!” You say a little louder.

He still makes no move to show he’s listening.

“MELLI!” You start coughing, your throat hurts, the yelling makes it burn.

He looks down at you before slowly down.

“What?” He pants.

“My satchel.” You croak out “the flute, let me call Wyrdeer.”

He finds a safe spot to rest you up against.

“What on Earth are you covered in? Your bag is covered too!” The warden calls for his Drapion who begins cutting you and your things free.

You yelp once your arms are freed, they fall to your side finally free to move but the pain surges through your body at it, you haven’t moved your limbs from the positions you were stuck in, the sticky glob made it impossible.

Melli yanks back Drapion, the large scorpion making a sound of comfort and worry.

“Are you alright? She didn’t cut you did she?”

“No…just been stuck like this so so long, it hurts to move, continue.”

Once you’ve been freed Melli pulls out your flute and holds it up for you, you blow into it and a loud cry echoes through the highlands, Wyrdeer stopping just before you two, nudging you and nuzzling against your face.

“I missed you too buddy, can Melli ride with us just this once? I’m afraid I’m useless in this state.”

The deer Pokémon didn’t seem to care, only happy that you’ve returned, allowing both of you up.

The entire ride Melli held you close to his chest, you can hear his heart beating, but the look on his face said he was scared, you lay your head against him.

“I’m so tired.” You feel him rest him head on top of yours.

“Then sleep, I’m sure you’ll wake up once we arrived to the galaxy team camp site.”

“Melli?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you.” He felt you slowly fall limp, your breathing evening out.

He tenderly moves his finger tips across your cheek, he will make it his job to make sure Volo, of survived the poisonous gas is dead for what he has done to you.

#pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon fanfic #pokemon melli #Volo #if you scroll down far enough you’ll see I will fist fight not only Kamado #but also melli #I have a hate hate hate love relationship with him #he is kinda fun to write for tho #I’d fight melli in a loving way

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