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greenwitchcrafts · 9 months

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August 2023 witch guide

Full moon: August 1st in Aquarius

New Moon: August 16th

Blue moon: August 30th Aquarius into Pisces

Sabbats: Lughnasadh August 1st

August Sturgeon Moon

Also known as: Corn moon, harvest moon, ricing moon, barley moon, dog moon, fruit moon, grain moon, herb moon, red moon & wyrt moon

Element: Fire

Zodiac: Leo & Virgo

Animal spirts: Dryads

Deities: Diana, Ganesha, Hathor, Hecate, Mars, Nemesis, Thot & Vulcan

Animals: Dragon, lion, phoenix & sphinx

Birds: Crane, eagle & falcon

Trees: Alder cedar & hazel

Herbs/plants: Basil, bay, chamomile, fennel, orange, rosemary, rue & St. John's wort,

Flowers: Angelica, marigold, sunflower

Scents: Frankincense & heliotrope

Stones: Carnelian, cats/tiger's eye, fire agate, garnet, red jasper & red agate

Colors: Gold, orange, red & yellow

Energy: Authority, appreciation, courage, entertainment, finding your voice, friendship, gathering, harvesting energy, health, love, pleasures, power &vitality

Sturgeon moon gets it's name from the high numbers that are caught at the Great Lakes & Lake Champlain in North America during this time of year. The names come from a number of places including Native Americans, Colonial Americans & European sources.

Lughnasadh

Also known as: Lammas, August eve & Feast of bread

Season: Summer

Symbols: Scythes, corn, grain dollies & shafts of grain

Colors: Gold, green, yellow, red, orange, light brown & purple

Oils/incense: Aloe, apple, corn, eucalyptus, safflower, rose & sandalwood

Animals: Cattle & chickens

Stones: Aventurine, carnelian, citrine, peridot, sardonyx & yellow diamond

Foods: Apples, grains, barley cakes, wild berries, cider, honey, potatoes, rice, sun shaped cookies, blackberry, corn, nuts, breads, blueberry. berry pies & grapes

Herbs/Plants: Alfalfa, aloe, all grains, blackberry, corn, corn stalk, crab apple, fenugreek, frankincense, ginseng, goldenseal, grapes, myrtle, oak leaves, pear, rye, blackthorn &wheat

Flowers: Sunflower, cyclamen, heather, hollyhock & medowsweet

Goddesses: Aine, Alphito, Bracacia, Carmen, Ceres, Damina, Demeter, Freya, Grain goddesses, Ishtar, Kait, Kore, Mother Goddess, Sul, Sun Goddesses, Taillte, Zaramama, Ereshkigal & Ianna

Gods: Athar, Bes, Bran, Dagon, Ebisu, Dumuzi, Ghanan, Grain Gods, Howtu, Liber, Lono, Lugh, Neper, Odin, Sun Gods & Xochipilli

Issues, Intentions & Power: Agriculture, changes, divination, endings, fertility, life, light, manifestation, power, purpose, strength, success & unity

Spellwork: Sun magick, rituals of thanks/offerings, bounty, abundance & fire magick

Activities:

Bake fresh bread

Weave wheat

Take walks along bodies of water

Craft a corn doll

Watch the sunrise

Eat outside with family/friends/coven members

Donate to your local foodbank

Prepare a feast with your garden harvest

Give thanks to the Earth

Decorate your altar with symbols of the season

Clean up a space in nature

Plant saved seeds

This cross-quarter fire festival is celebrated on August 1st or the first full moon of Leo & the seventh sabbat of the year. It represents the first harvest when the Earth's bounty is given for the abundance received.

Some believe this is the time where the God has weakened & is losing his strength as seen in the waning of the day's light. The Goddess is pregnant with the young God who will be born on Yule.

In some traditions, this day honors the Celt god Lugh, the god of craftsmanship; He is skilled in many things including wheel making, blacksmithing & fighting. Though there is some discrepancy as to why Lugh is honored on this day. Some tales say it's because he held a harvest faire in honor of his adoptive mother, Tailtiu.

Sources;

Farmersalmanac .com

Boston Public Library- The Origins & Practices of Lammas/Lughnasadh by Dhruti Bhagat

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

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merakimagic · 6 months

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Congratulations @tangledinink on 5K!!

Gemini Twins dressed as AUs for Halloween

Gemini Donnie- Swanatello by @tangledinink

Gemini Leo- Crownardo by @dryad-druid

#gemini5kdtiys #gemini au #hope you like it tangledinink #I thought a Halloween dress up would be cute #I love the Gemini twins #swanatello #crownardo #rise of the tmnt #Gemini fanart #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #bit late on this but still congratulations #rottmnt disaster twins

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cabinofimagines · 6 months

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A Graveyard Smash

and here is the last one of the year! Hope you guys enjoyed our shorter but still there Halloween fics :) Pairing: Platonic the seven + a bunch of other ones x reader Word count: 2k Warnings: none! -Asnyox < prev.

You didn’t know what to expect from the grove as a party destination, yet you were slightly blown away. You noticed how most of the decorations were themed around the destruction of nature- pollution was replicated by snack stashes for the satyrs (and perhaps some fauns from Camp Jupiter, you were certain you saw Don somewhere sneaking around), there were red and yellow lights all around, simulating fire and there were many skeletons (which, given how Nico had immediately left after the group call two days ago, probably was courtesy of him). You didn’t know how to feel about the possible real skeletons laying around, so you opted to ignore the possibility of Nico summoning them.

However, you also saw that Meg and her siblings had deemed that to be a rather serious theme to decorate in, so here and there you found some more, handcrafted of reusable materials, generic halloween decorations. Except for carved pumpkins. There were so many pumpkins, but they were all uncarved. You guessed they didn’t want to show actual body horror to the dryads. There was some old-timey Halloween music playing, although you were unable to find any speakers. Guess the trees to really speak to you if you listen.

As you saw Leo and Jason’s costumes you just knew that Leo had bribed Meg to know what the theme of the party would be like. He must have, why else would he think of these costumes? You had to admit, you didn’t know Leo owned a hat this tall, but you didn’t put it above him to have crafted it himself.

“I don’t think the Onceler’s hat was that big?” You walked up to the duo, “Or the Lorax’s mustache that big.”

“I am lucky to not have to deal with the orange paint,”. Jason grimaced. Leo elbowed him.

“Say the line Jason!” Leo whispered, loudly. Jason sighed and deadpanned.

“I am the Lorax! I speak for the trees!” Jason tried to make a more spooky sound at the end of the sentence, after which Leo jumped forward, borderline belting.

“How ba-a-a-ad can I be?” Leo’s ‘be’ ended, somehow, on a S-tone so it rhymed with Jason’s phrase. He was grinning proudly. Jason tried to hide it, but he did seem to get amusement out of his friends' behavior. You laughed.

“Jace, I have to be honest with you,” you looked at your friend, “I had a bet with Nico that you would be a tree. Will won though, he guessed the Lorax.”

“You had a bet?” Jason shook his head, “Let me guess, you do have a spare tree costume and want me to put it on so you win?” You laughed again.

“I wish,” you turned to Leo, “How is your hat staying up when it’s this tall?”

“Support beams made out of metal rods and foam!” Leo’s eyes sparkled, “carton in between, I can show you after the party, I swear it’s so structurally sound. Annabeth would love to know the skeleton of. this hat.” Leo pouted,“ It’s too bad she has been so busy with school lately, she would have loved to work on this thing together.”

“Everyone was suffering under me indeed,” you sighed dramatically, intentionally showing off your outfit.

“Wait, you’re-“ Jason got up real close to one of your sleeves, “That’s my English essay! How the fuck did you get your hands on that!” Jason shivered, “I still haven’t heard back from it, I sure hope I passed.”

“I shalt not say, dear Grace, whether you passed or not,”. You smiled, “However, I have my sources and thankfully an amazing artist who hand copied all of your work.”

“Luckily I do not have anything on here,” Leo laughed, “Dying was the best decision for that.”

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You found two sheet ghosts with cowboy hats a bit further out, talking to each other.

“But you’re so cute though!” Hazel exclaimed, “I’m sure Nico meant no harm.”

“I know it was just weird seeing that.” Frank sighed, “Hedge seemed really happy though.”

“Boo!” You yelled and the pair jumped up. After a second Frank leaned back. You couldn’t see his face underneath the sheet, but you figured he looked upset.

“That’s our line (Y/n)!” He faked exasperation.

“Yeah! We’re the cow-boos after all!” Hazel snickered while saying her phrase.

“Cow-boo? Oh- I get it,”. You smiled, “Yeah that is funny.”

“It doesn’t seem like that when you say that,”. Hazel sighed, “Well, what are you then?”

“Oh, for you I have my left leg,”. You smiled deviously, “Praetor's have a lot of paperwork after all.” You held out your leg. Frank and Hazel moved their eye holes to see more clearly as they bowed down to take a look.

“Uh Frank,” Hazel hesitated, “I think we forgot something.” Hazel pointed at your knee, “I did not fill out this document which we had to hand in yesterday.”

“I did uh, I did not either.”

“Fuck” they said in unision.

“Also how did you get these?” Hazel sounded panicked, “These are classified documents!” You laughed.

“Look, most of my costume is deadlines,” you added a spooky ‘ooooooohhhhhh’ to the last word, “but for you two I also choose to be a security breach. I can give you the name of the one who gave Calypso the files.”

“That would be great.” Frank said, “Uh, Hazel, maybe we should quickly IM someone at Camp Jupiter about the deadlines we missed.”

“Yeah, also (Y/n) you better hide your legs or we will steal your pants.” Hazel glared at you. You slowly backed away.

“How about dinner first?” You joked, as you ran for it.

——

You quickly weaved around the crowd, trying your best to get away from Hazel and Frank. You stumbled into what seemed to be the heart of a gathering. On one side of the circle you had Rock, Paper and Scissors. On the other side you had The Argo II, together with the seven demigod heroes who defeated Gaea.

Except that Will was just standing on the side. You joined him quietly.

“This was Nico’s plan?” You asked him and he sighed,

“Yes and he stood on me being Percy.” Will looked at you, “As if he wanted to rub in that Percy was his first crush.”

“You look nothing like Percy though,” You laughed, “You’re blonde.”

“Nico wanted to force me to wear a wig,” Will shook his head, “I opposed him, wigs are itchy.” Will smiled softly, “Although the Cocoa Puffs are adorable, and it warms my heart to see Hedge in his element like this.”

“I look nothing like Will!” Percy’s voice sounded loudly. He seemed offended, “At least Frank looks really cute.” Percy pouted. One particular Cocoa Puff puffed out their chest in pride. Nico stood in the middle of it all, dressed at what you assumed to be a Reyna costume, as Reyna stood next to him, dressed in Nico’s clothes. Nico could hardly stop smiling at the reactions to the Cocoa Puffs. You were about to ask Will something when

“BAM!” Hege yelled as he hit you from behind with a blow-up bat, “YOU JUST GOT ARGO’ED!”

“Amazing,” you looked Hedge up and down. He was wearing a boat around his middle, and on his head was a … Festus Hat? Hedge looked like an excited child.

“Whatcha think, huh? Valdez even delivered on the hat!” Hedge let out an excited bleat, “Although it was all the kids idea,” he pointed at Nico, “I’m really happy to be included though! It’s been a while since all my cupcakes were in the same spot with me! And now I even got two batches! OH! I see Zhang over there, gotta hit him too!” And Hedge ran off.

After a moment of silence Will and you locked eyes, and both started laughing.

“He’s having a blast,” Will smiled, “Nico was right to get Hedge involved. How’s the scaring going?” Will turned to you.

“Hazel and Frank are panicking about some forms they forgot and the security breach,” You grinned devilishly, “Jason is just mostly disappointed, and I still have to show the Rock, Paper Scissors trio my outfit.”

—

Annabeth hated your outfit. Whether it was the fact that you got her only failing grade paper on the back, or the fact that she did not want to think about the last minute mistakes she made in two of the other papers she would not tell you. However, she did say she would find Leo to, and you quote, ‘definitely not set fire to your costume and ruin Calypso’s hard work’. Percy held in his laughter until Annabeth was out of earshot.

“So where’s my work?” Percy eagerly looked around your jacket, and you pointed him towards the sleeve.

“Sally was eager to give it to me, she seems proud of your grades, even if they aren’t that high.” you said, and Percy had a bit of an embarrassed blush on his face.

“Whenever I get a passing grade she keeps it,” Percy explained, “to remind me what I am capable of.” He was still inspecting your arm, but suddenly stopped, “Wait, is this- I wrote this when I was 7!” he was now a mess, “Please don’t tell me you read it.”

“I did, Percy.” you cackled crazily for a moment, “Percy Jackson or should I say Aqualad! I am your embarrassing past!” Percy glared at you.

“Just because I wrote a Aquaman and Little Mermaid crossover does not mean I wanted to BE aqualad (Y/n).”

“I think it does,” Piper spoke up, “Also I appreciate the effort but I will not be looking for my work, thanks.”

“Aw, Pipes, come on,” you begged her but she shook her head.

“Deadlines cannot be scary unless you face them, so I am procrastinating.”

“Unfair!” you glared at her, “Piper Mclean I will come for you! You can run, but deadlines always catch up to you!”

After a moment of silence all three of you laughed.

Your moment was interrupted by Meg calling for attention. She was dressed as Gollum, while Apollo stood next to her in a Frodo outfit. A bit further in the back stood who you guessed to be Grover from the satyr legs, dressed as Gandalf.

“It is time to announce the winners of tonight's costume contest!” she yelled, and everyone cheered, “We have seen many amazing costumes, but one duo certainly blew us away.”

Percy, who still stood next to you, breathed out a soft ‘dam’.

“What? You really thought you would win with ‘Rock, Paper, Scissors’?” you whispered and he just looked at you.

“I could dream okay?”

“Please come forth!” Meg paused, “Gideon Nav and Harrowhark Nonagesimus!” After a moment, filled with cheers, Calypso and Thalia took the stage looking absolutely stunning and creepy. Calypso was dressed as Harrowhark, with intricate face paint and basically wearing a skeleton around herself. Thalia was Gideon, with more shabby facepaint, the iconic sunglasses and with a six feet claymore on her back. They both bowed, looking up smiling.

“By my rules,” Meg continued after a moment, “You get to decide where to host next year, so where will it be?”

Thalia and Calypso looked at each other and Thalia shrugged, “I don’t know where I will be with the hunt, so it’s up to you Calypso.” Calypso looked a bit panicked, before taking a deep breath.

“I guess it will be at the Waystation then!” she announced, and there were loud cheers from the crowd.

As the party resumed, you hoped Calypso would be earlier with the invitations than Meg had been. After all, working with deadlines was pretty scary.

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sentient-stove · 7 months

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“Listen, kid.” Hedge’s eyes flashed to look over Jason’s shoulder before he was focused back on their conversation. “I know about as much as you do. Never seen ya in my life.”

Jason felt a weight dip from his shoulders, somehow relieved. That was good, he wasn’t crazy and suddenly amnesiac on his best friends.

And apparently girlfriend of Piper was telling the truth. It’d definitely suck to tell her they weren’t actually dating, but he had bigger problems.

“I’m not here to hurt anyone.”

“I know kid.” Hedge clapped a hand on his shoulder and shook him gently, so much the opposite of the yelling coach Jason had been exposed to. “I know. You just let me do my job, I already contacted someone to pick up you two demigods so I can help your friend.”

Two demigods? But there were the three of them? He must’ve looked confused enough, because the man sighed and let go.

“Leo’s a dryad. They have to stay close to the plant they’re from or they get lethargic, confused. Basically start to go into a torpor the further they get.”

“Leo’s,, Leo though.” Jason doesn’t know how he understands what Hedge means, but the other teen didn’t seem like a dryad. Weren’t dryads like, super serious? And all nature-y, obsessed with leaves and whatnot?

“Nah, he smells like one, and you see his ears? Pointed. Kid’s a dryad, probably protecting Piper cause he took interest. The older ones tend to get like that, find some demigod to latch to and adopt into a pseudo family.”

#fanfic #leo valdez #heroes of olympus #hoo #pjo #jason grace #piper mclean #gleeson hedge #the pomegranates weep #hedge: that’s a dryad #jason: idk he’s kinda cute #jason/piper/leo

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reyreadsandwrites · 1 month

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An Imminent War or Whatever

content: Jason x named female demigod

a/n: short one this time. not sure if I like it so might delete, we'll see :/

I personally don't like writing in y/n / 2nd pov, so if you want your name in a story: send me your idea and a name and I'll try to get back to you!

warning: none

It was the first week of January. Alina and her friends had just come back from their quest to free the goddess Hera a couple of weeks ago and already she was bored. There’s only so much training you can do before your arms get tired, or your legs hurt from being slashed at so often with sharp objects. Leo had said it would take months to build a ship for the next quest in the way they wanted and, honestly, Alina didn’t know enough about mechanics to question his judgment, but that also meant that they were stuck for however long it would end up being with nothing to do but wait.

It’s not like Alina wanted to be in constant danger and surrounded by monsters, but she also hated the wait. Alina was desperate to see Percy again, having lost countless nights of sleep over her oldest friend’s disappearance and, honestly, she was curious about the other camp. Camp Jupiter.

Jason had told her a few things - all he could remember, anyway. He talked about it with a distant gaze in his eyes as if he wasn’t so sure if he missed it or not. She couldn’t help but be intrigued at this mystery place he had grown up at. It didn’t help that they were putting all their bets on Percy being there too.

So, as the boredom sunk in, Alina had tried to find something to do. Her first stop had been the arena, where she won a sword fight to a grumpy child of Ares, then Bunker 9 where she had almost hammered her own hand while helping Leo. Alina had ultimately decided a walk to clear her head wouldn’t kill her, so she welcomed the cold and started her way to the beach all the while looking for a certain blond who nobody had seen since lunch.

Speaking of the devil. She had made it to the border of the woods before she saw him. In a light blue sweater that had a stupid superman joke on itthat, of course, Alina had gotten him on a Christmas sale during her latest trip to the city, Jason was somewhere she had never expected to look - distracted, floating on air and in a tree?

She looked up squinting from the winter sun. “Having fun up there?”

Jason almost toppled out of the tree before catching himself with another gust of wind, seemingly spooked by her sudden appearance. Alina tried to stifle a few giggles and Jason responded with a string of curses before floating down to her side.

“I was helping a Dryad.” He said with a solemn nod, as if that explained everything.

“Of course.” Alina answered with a smile. “Walk with me?”

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They had made their way to the beach shortly after the tree debacle and had set themselves up on the sand watching the waves crash on the shore. They had talked themselves out and now settled into a comfortable silence, watching the sun go down.

They had often done the same thing on their recent quest; opting to keep watch together as Leo and Piper slept. That’s how Alina knew that Jason was afraid his memories would never fully come back. And it’s how Jason knew that Alina was afraid her friend, Percy, wouldn’t remember her after everything they’d undergone together.

“You ever wonder what you would be doing now?” Alina broke the silence. “In another universe. Where there was no threat of war or whatever.”

Alina looked at Jason. In the sunlight light, he looked almost regal. He was sprawled out in the sand, leaning on his arm, with his legs spread out in front of him and already looking at her. He shook his head.

“I’ve never thought about it.” he started, sitting up and looking at her. He paused, thinking for a minute. “To be honest, I wouldn’t change anything, if that means having you here with me.”

Alina raised her eyes to meet his; his bright blue shimmering in the golden glow of the sun. She was all of a sudden aware of how close the two of them were sitting and without thinking much, she found that she didn’t mind. They were inches apart and getting closer. Alina swore she felt a pull; something dragging her to him. In that moment, Jason was magnetic.

She could feel his breath, a warmth by her cheek. She looked down at his lips and watched the scar on his lipped moved with his mouth as Jason gave the slightest of a grin. She heard him whisper her name.

For a while they stayed there, drinking in each other, the moment, the sun and in the end, it was Jason who closed the gap. He leant down to capture Alina’s lips in a kiss, holding her against him, a movement that was painfully gentle and eagerly awaited. She brought her hands to his chest as she leaned into it, grabbing a hold of his shirt to bring him closer.

She felt sparks. Wild, magic, unforgettable. She might’ve blamed it on the fact that she was kissing the all to famous son of Jupiter - lightning and all but none of that mattered. Not the war, not the ship, not the wait. She was kissing Jason Grace and Alina was more than alright with that.

“Imminent war or not, I’m glad I know you.”

#jason grace #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #hoo #pjo #the lost hero #rick riordan #jason grace x reader

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introverted-ghost · 1 year

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Is he, y’know? 🏳️‍🌈✨

#he is #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt Leo #ninja turtles #dryad draws #leonardo

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ninjaneonleon · 9 months

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The Dance of the Lake

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“Leo, how could you—“ Donnie was cut off by a scoff from Leo.

“Don’t call me that. I’m not Leo, not anymore.” Donnie’s twin sounded angry, furious even. “Leo was weak. He couldn’t help you. He just stood by and let this Lake drain more and more of you.” Leo started moving to the music, dancing just as gracefully as Donnie did. Where he stepped, silvery roots raised out of the water to support him, vanishing when he lifted his feet. “I won’t let that happen. I’m here for the treasure so my father can free you.”

“Leo, our father is a rat.” Donnie had to try. He had to try and free his brother. He couldn’t fight Leo, not properly, not while he himself was aware.

“True, but I have been born again.” Leo smirked, landing a perfect triple fouetté in perfect rhythm to the music. “Where you became the swan, I became the crow. My father gave me new life to be able to save you.” He didn’t stumble at all, not a step out of place as he circled Donnie. “I don’t want to have to do this, but I need you to come home. I need this to be over.”

“If you’re not Leo anymore, who are you?” Donnie took a breath and started dancing with Leo. No weapons yet, he didn’t need them. He needed to understand what was happening and how to help Leo.

“My name is Leandro. Just like you are now Othello.”

The name shot a bolt of terror down Donnie’s shell. He knew that name. Why did he know that name? Was it a memory from the Lake itself, a recollection of an old enemy?

“And what happens to Leo when Leandro is no longer needed?” Donnie asked, spreading his wings wide. The moonlight reflected against Donnie’s feathers, making them seem almost silvery and ethereal.

Leo smirked and matched Donnie’s display, his pitch black wings extending deep into the night. “That all depends on you. If you give me what you’re guarding, I’ll be free to be who I once was. If you fight me, resist this cure, then I remain Leandro. As long as you are the Swan Othello, the Guardian of the Lake, I am the Crow Leandro, Adversary from the Forest. And maybe, if I decide I like this better than being that weak, worthless turtle before, maybe I’ll keep Leandro. Maybe I’ll keep dancing.”

The two danced, eyes barely leaving each other as Donnie matched Leo’s movements and Leo kept pace with Donnie. Leo could never never move like this before. He didn’t know how to dance ballet. He was an expert now.

“There can only be once Principal Dancer in this show, Othello. And I’m playing for keeps.”

@tangledinink @dryad-druid

So here’s part 3

I’m surprised I managed to make it but hey! I did it :3

EDIT: here’s part 4!

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #fic writing #swanatello #crownardo

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