#fifteen fears?

[littleliongirl16]

Tagging YouTube channels I like (or in some cases liked) as TMA fears because I have so very many hyperfixations and have no choice but to combine them...

disclaimer: I don't know anything about most of these people outside of their youtube channels, it's really the channel and how they are on the channel specifically that I'm tagging as a fear

Overly Sarcastic Productions: End & Eye

This one was a bit hard to tag because they make so many different things, but I think the Mischellaneous Myths videos that really stick in my brain are the ones where Red is trying to puzzle out information about a god or story and how it developed and the information is just gone. I think there's also some of that in History Summarized on Blue's end. I think OSP as an embodiment of fears of knowledge being lost, that tries to prevent knowledge from being lost, but also feeds on the horror of everything that's already gone because it's End aligned would be very cool.

Kennie JD's Bad Movies And A Beat: Stranger

This is specifically bad movies and a beat because I don't watch most of her other stuff and can't speak on it. A lot of Bad Movies And A Beat involves movies that are badly written and acted in a way that you could easily push towards human imitators and the uncanny valley and "why does this writer write like he's never met a human being? Because he hasnt". Also like! She doesn't always do her makeup but I feel like the fact that Kennie is changing her appearance with makeup, especially since her look is heavy foundation, very extreme, very far from how she looks without it, really does add to the stranger energy.

Film Theory (and that whole quartet of channels): Spiral/Eye

Matpat is elbow-deep in red string and thumbtacks, he is claiming that the Cars in Cars are actually insects, he is giving in to the madness. I think there's something inherently very spiral about trying to find patterns in details that in many cases probably just weren't well thought out by the original creators of the media. (like the scratches on Rubble's helmet in paw patrol when it should be new). At the same time, fiction is maleable, and sometimes he's trying to create a story that arguably makes more sense than the original using thoughtless details thrown in by the creators. There's another Spiral component of there being no "real answer" in fiction and it not mattering what the author originally intended if Matpat can use clues they accidentally left to create a different story. And then there's also an Eye component in that sometimes he is looking at details the author intentionally left and piecing together a story they intended to be found! And an Eye component in that some of the other channels, like Food Theory, do have more objective answers, like yes, the best thing to eat with spicy food to make it less spicy is something that can be scientifically found.

iilluminaughtii: Stranger... because everything was plagarized...

Kurzgesagt In A Nutshell: Extinction if it's real! Probably Desolation if it's not but Kurzgesagt has elements of almost every fear when I think about it.

I cannot think of anything more Extinction-coded than Kurzgesagt. I don't even like the Extinction that much but I want it to be real just so Kurzgesagt can belong to it. This channel has a video called "How To Kill The Universe". It's almost a running joke that 70% of their episodes are about an apocalyptic scenario, from the heat death of the universe to "what if we set off all the nukes. what if we turned all the uranium into nukes and then set off all those nukes" to horrifying antibiotic resistant pandemics to "what if we turned the earth into gold" to climate change bad scenarios. Kurzgesagt wants to end the world so bad. From impossible hypotheticals for funsies to things that could happen to things that will happen.

If I'm not allowed to say Extinction I guess the raw destruction for the sake of it of Desolation maps to that the channel the best? The more heat-death type scenarios read as End. They do a lot of astronomy content and also have some scale of the universe episodes and episodes on how the size of an organism affects its biology dramatically, which all feel Vast to me. They explain how a lot of pathogens and notorious diseases work, which is obviously corruption. Then there are a lot of more human psychology videos that dip into Stranger and Lonely. This channel has bits of all of the fears but I'll reluctantly go with Desolation.

#the magnus archives #overly sarcastic productions #bad movies and a beat #film theory #kurzgesagt #smirkes 14 #fifteen fears? #the one time I want the extinction to be real

[likegoldintheair]

911 abc season seven mood board

#i have been living in constant fear since the beginning of this season #and i will continue to do so for the remaining episodes #cardiac arrest fifteen times a day and they're not even telling us anything what a time to be alive #911 abc

[enthyrea]

likeness practice with a more simplified style featuring everyone’s favorite gay people and probably the prettiest ice ive ever drawn?????

#my art #pete fearing for his life mitchell #and tom too gay to function kazansky #seriously tho i’m very proud of that lower ice #i think i’m finally getting their likeness down properly #y’all aren’t seeing the fifteen mavs i drew and deleted before landing here #icemav #icemav fanart #top gun #top gun 1986 #top gun fanart #pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #enthyrea art

[elcucurucho]

“an ancient philosopher always said: the horse was the first skateboard” like when I say I’m obsessed with him.

#cellbit #he’s so deep in the skater arc I fear there’s no getting out #he said this and immediately moved on like I wasn’t going to think about it non stop for the next fifteen minutes

[petricorah]

i'm. so excited

#it's a very cliche plot i feel but im having fun #been reading so much manga #it's about zuko realizing sokka has a crush on someone and not knowing who it is #cue fear of losing his best friend and not quite understanding his own feelings #also azula's there. because i love no explanation redemption but she still talks shit. its who she is #featuring also...betrothals...sword fighting...angst...maybe even kissing. who knows #i think to do it properly it would be more than fifteen because im just at the beginning but we'll see how long it gets

[grayscaleskies]

[ID: A drawing of Jonathan Sims from the Magnus Archives surrounded by various hands. Jon is a thin Pakistani person with medium brown skin covered in various scars. They have curly black hair with grey streaks, dark brown eyes, and is wearing a green off the shoulder dress. Behind his head is a glitchy swamp green halo. Covering his left eye and surround his right are the hands of Jonah Magnus with open eyes on the backs and wearing a dark green suit. Jon has an expression of frozen horror on their face. Surrounding Jon are the hands of various avatars from the podcast holding items. Clockwise from the top right is Melanie, a dark brown hand covered in blood, wearing black jewelry and holding a bullet. Peter, a wrinkled white hand in a dark blue jacket holding the boatswain's whistle. Jared, with extra fingers and muscle showing holding a rib bone. Annabelle, a dark brown hand holding the web lighter giving off a purple flame. Hezekiah, a tan hand covered in dirt holding a rusty lock. Nikola, a jointed mannequin hand holding an apple filled with teeth. The background is a dark swampy green with pale lights behind each hand and Jon's head. End ID/]

The Ballad of Jonathan Sims. I'm behind on posting on Tumblr but I'm super proud of how this piece came out! Please zoom in for all the details. 💖

#tma #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #my art #magnus archives #tma fanart #rusty quill #mag fanart #elias bouchard #melanie king #peter lukas #nikola orsinov #the fifteen fears #annabelle cane #jared hopworth #hezekiah wakely #tma avatars #jon sims #procreate #the archivist #tma s5

[yowlthinks]

A timeline of Aziraphale and Crowley's fear and belief in propaganda and what it tells us about their relationship and actions

OK, you guys liked my flowchart slides, let's see how much you like my graphs! I wanted to take a closer look at the levels of propaganda belief that we see Aziraphale and Crowley, as well as the levels of fear they have throughout history, both for themselves and each other. So I spent a bit of time giving them scores on each of these out of 10 and then plotted the charts, as you do. Please note that the timelines are not linear (otherwise we would have a lot of empty space in history and a lot of data points closer to the current time), but they still give a good idea of the evolution of their relationship.

So let's start with the overall view:

Crowley's situation is much more stable, while Aziraphale is on an emotional roller-coaster, which is interesting as Crowley is perceived as the more emotional of the two.

Now let us look separately at the fear:

From around the start of the Arrangement Aziraphale's fear of retribution to himself goes down, which is likely what makes the Arrangement possible. From then on the fear of retribution to Crowley mostly becomes his larger concern.

Crowley is generally convinced they both are safe until he gets punished by Hell.

Let's take a look at how their own perception of danger aligns to that  of the other:

Aziraphale's perception of danger to Crowley and Crowley's own perception of danger to himself are not too far apart, they have the same curve. So Crowley is able to communicate the situation he is in pretty clearly, and what is more they both agree that the perceived danger from Hell is real.

Aziraphale seems to expect more danger to himself, while Crowley is certain he is ok, up until 2019 (and Crowley is right!)

Look at the comparative fear for each other timeline

Crowley is convinced that Aziraphale is a good angel and thus is not worried about him getting in trouble with Heaven.  He only changes his mind once the Armageddon rolls around. But we can see him getting worried in S2 and it is clear that with everything he knows about the treatment of those who go against Heaven’s plans, he will be extremely worried about Aziraphale in S3.

Aziraphale is aware of the potential consequences for Crowley, but for the most part he has no reason to worry that much about him post Armageddon 1.0, until he meets Shax.

And now let us take a look at their beliefs in propaganda and especially zoom in into propaganda vs fear for Crowley's safety from Aziraphale's perspective

Now the compared belief in propaganda between Aziraphale and Crowley is not surprising (especially not for Crowley – you can really see the effect of the fall). What is interesting is that Aziraphale’s belief in it wanes at two critical points: once in 1967 where he can’t stand the thought of Crowley’s risk of destruction and again at Armageddon 1.0 when everything that he loves is at risk (Earth and Crowley).

So now we come to the key part: Aziraphale’s belief in propaganda vs his fear for Crowley’s well-being. To me this is the ultimate proof of Aziraphale choosing Crowley's wellbeing over heaven. The greater the perceived risk to Crowley, the lower the belief in Heaven's propaganda. Aziraphale will always choose his personal knowledge of Crowley as a good person and his love for him over any sort of "high principles" Heaven insists on. And it ties in nicely with my other meta on Aziraphale’s choice in the final 15.

#good omens #gos2 #crowley #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #good omens 2 #gos2 spoilers #good omens meta #gos3 #the final fifteen #Aziraphale's fears

[glitterslag]

girls with their gcse art coursework

#i adore him and his crazy wall i fear :/// #while marty was out partying he studied the blade #true detective #rust cohle #also why did gcse art teachers expect u to be putting absolute SHIFTS in #it's like... im fifteen and i also study other subjects #like why were we putting more time in doing our gcse art than we were during our masters degrees #true detective season 1 #anyways. uk banter innit

[variousqueerthings]

smthin smthin nu!who's journey of the doctor and earth as home

nine's continued discomfort with "the domestic"

ten staying with the tylers' over christmas and then resisting the same with donna after losing rose/that life, and that continuing throughout knowing martha, then, later still getting to know wilf and leaving donna at her home before cutting ties with everyone from that life

eleven for a brief time living with the ponds, but with one step inside the tardis the whole time, and briefly going to clara's one christmas

twelve barely getting involved in clara's home life at all, but then with bill going back to the idea of family in a sort of tentative cautious kind of way? -- taking a picture of her mum for her, helping her move into her (briefly) held accommodation, and generally being read as bill's grandfather/family

thirteen meeting yaz' family and being asked if they're dating, and travelling with multiple generations of a family for some time (echoing rose and jackie and mickey, donna and wilf, the ponds + rory's dad), and possibly having some very conflicting feelings about leaving especially yaz behind

fourteen staying with the noble family

#i think... it is interesting... Telling even perhaps... that martha never had this.... telling in the sense that martha deserves better #ten DID of course meet martha's family but their whole memory of everything is: horror fear torture bad horror bad #not that martha now would want a domestic involvement with the doctor but oof... oh she hit brick walls every time didnt she #wherever martha is fourteen and/or fifteen should make some kind of amends #not that the events of the doctor's daughter was ten's fault but man #martha never caught a break did she #doctor who #dw #doctor who spoilers #dw spoilers #the doctor #the tenth doctor #the eleventh doctor #the twelfth doctor #the thirteenth doctor #the fourteenth doctor #no analysis of nu!who is complete without going *AND MARTHA'S STORY IN ALL THIS!*

[etrevil]

Bones. I beg of you. Please sign a deal with the literal devil just to serve these flashbacks.

THIS PANEL ESPECIALLY BONES PLS DON'T FUCK THIS UP

MAKE SSKK CH. 88 WALK SO SKK CH. 101 CAN RUNNNNN 😭😭😭

#can you hear my fear? #seriously tho #i REALLY want anime-only bsd fans to experience the same pain and whiplash that this chapter gave #that includes the anger and bitterness and utter wrongness that came with dazai saying goodbye #skk for life #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungou gay dogs #I NEED MORE 15 SKK #bsd fifteen #bsd 15 #bsd 15 manga #bsd chapter 101 #bsd manga #bsd anime #bsd season 5 #bsd season five #bungou stray dogs season five #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #bsd dazai #chuuya nakahara #bsd chuuya #soukoku #bsd soukoku

[demigodofhoolemere]

Cursory verdicts on the two premiere eps:

Space Babies: Aside from one wholly unnecessary political line of dialogue I thought this was decent. Yeah, the entire premise with talking babies is silly and it can be hard to look past that, but Doctor Who has a way of making you care about things that should sound completely stupid, so I was still on board. I thought the Doctor and Ruby both had good material, individually and together. There were definitely aspects that were an obvious rehashing of The End of the World, but if this is supposed to be a starting point for the show for some people then I get why.

The Devil’s Chord: Very much not a fan of the Maestro character generally but thankfully it didn’t make the rest of it any less entertaining imo. There was some good fun and some interesting drama. Ncuti and Millie are both very good at selling intense emotion as well as joy. Most importantly, THE SUSAN REFERENCE!!! Hearing him talk about living in Totter’s Lane with her at that moment in time made me nearly tear up, thinking about One and Susan just existing right out there, so close by and at the start of it all. (Idk if they should already be there, I believe Susan said that ‘these past 5 months’ were the happiest of her life, unless she’s referring to how long she’s been at Coal Hill if they have a very early start to the school year, but oh well). Am I crazy for thinking this may be an early tease for her returning? She’s been brought up before but never in this capacity of the Doctor wondering what may have happened to her. It feels like it could lead to seeing what did happen to her in the time since, and I just remembered that a heavily cloaked figure roughly Carole’s height was once spotted on set being rushed into a vehicle before anyone could see anything — could it be…? 👀 Now I’m thinking maybe “the one who waits” could use her as a hostage to manipulate and torture the Doctor.

Also, love the cameos from June Hudson and Murray Gold, and THIS perfect shoutout:

Bit giant to still call an Easter egg but if you don’t happen to know the one single line of dialogue it’s from then it means absolutely nothing. I was very very happy to see that.

#doctor who #spoilers #dw spoilers #dw series 14 #space babies #the devil's chord #fifteenth doctor #ruby sunday #susan foreman #also i. did not know what to make of him saying the bigeneration split his soul in two. #that sounds very much like confirming my fear that there’s genuinely supposed to be two of the same individual soul #rather than what i hoped that maybe fifteen branches out from 10 2.0 from a different place in time but is still the next life #as it should be #russell don’t do me like this

[marionjabbs]

fifteen serving cunt on a space station while ruby watches the futureplanet out the window is giving nine and rose in the end of the world. nice!!

so why is fifteen and the bogeyman in the airlock giving ten and rose in doomsday?

#doctor who #dr who #i am just uhh. curious #i love the way fifteen related to the bogeyman and was desperate to save them #incidentally when did the bogeyman stop menacing every living thing on the lower deck? around the same time it stopped exuding fear juice? #maybe its fear juice glands got stripped away in the airlock. like a spayed cat having a personality change #open to interpretations on the bogeyman

[vixenicks]

nolan jonathan crane should become a high school teacher

#he'd turn all his students into psychological experiments #this fifteen year old said i look like angelina jolie drawn from memory so i fear gassed them #skyler posting #jonathan crane

[tortoisesshells]

11.

#scenes i cannot think too much about or i'll go insane. bite something. actually. #one prisoner to another. love a guy who immediately pings liz;s problem within fifteen minutes of conversation. #anyway. burke/liz real. to me. #dark shadows #the news from collinsport #elizabeth collins stoddard #burke devlin #anyway i do think it's extremely cool that burke-as-partial-unknown means that burke becomes a mirror of sorts of the worst fears; #or the hidden motives/feelings of collinsportians; #or that he simply highlights important things about them through how they react. #burke's a prisoner like liz; a poor kid trying to make good like joe; #a man whose worldly success hasn't gotten him the immaterial thing he wants like bill; #an outsider looking for a home like vicki; etc. #polkaknox edits

[massive-nerd-potential]

Assigning songs to the fear Entities from The Magnus Archives!!

Eye: Ispy - The Destroyers

Lonely: Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles

Desolation: Insane - Black Gryph0n, Baasik

Stranger: A Mask of my own face - Lemon Demon

Corruption: The Hearse Song - Rusty Cage

End: Saint Bernard - Lincoln

Dark: Sleep Paralysis - Elita

Hunt: Actaea and Lyssa - The Mechanisms

Vast: Infinitesimal - Mother Mother

Slaughter: Blood - End Credits - My chemical romance

Web: Plaything of the Gods - Whitney Avalon

Flesh: Body - Mother Mother

Buried: Diggy Diggy Hole - Yogscast

Extinction: It's the End of the World as we know it (and I feel fine) - R.E.M

Spiral: I'm best friends with my own front door - Bill Wurtz

#songs #tma #the magnus archives #the eye #the lonely #the spiral #the stranger #the vast #the desolation #the corruption #the end #the dark #the hunt #the slaughter #the web #the flesh #the buried #the extinction #the fifteen fears #this has got to be enough tags there are so many already

[extrasfromthevoid]

Draxum's Accidental Child Acquisition (part 1/?)

@tmntbestsibscompetiton

Summary: How Milo (though that's not yet her name) found her way into the Hidden City and into the care of the one and only Baron Draxum

OR Draxum's adventures in parenting.

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In an innermost back alley of New York City, there is a very bored girl.

The plain red ball she’d been given—or found, she doesn’t remember—is nice, but she’s running out of games she can play on her own with it and there’s no one around to play with her.

She picks up the ball once again as it rolls back to her feet from where she kicked it against the brick wall.

The city around her thrums with activity, but the late hour means that there’s no one around.

How did this lone child end up in the depths of New York City alone? Well, even she doesn’t know that. It doesn’t matter to her anyway as the sole thought at the forefront of her mind is that she is incredibly bored.

Her thoughts are interrupted by a curious flicker of light in the corner of her eye. Looking up, a curious orb of light zips over her head.

Mesmerized, the rubber ball drops from her hands as she reaches up for the light. It weaves gracefully through her fingers before darting away, its pale blue light pulsing cheerfully. Without hesitation, she chases after it, heedless of the rubber ball bouncing away behind her, quickly abandoned.

The orb zips around the corner into a nearby alley and—strangely—through the wall behind a dumpster. She—being two and a half by generous estimates—didn’t even notice as she crossed a threshold from the surface city, to the hidden one. — She loses sight of the fun orb pretty quickly, but new wonders catch her attention pretty quickly as what once seemed to her to be a quiet city now explodes with light, life, and color. The toddler twirls around with wide eyes, trying to take in as much of her new environment as possible.

And boy is it a change from before. The surface city was quiet in its own way, save for the sounds of traffic and the occasional dog. She didn’t know, but it was late enough that it was now early, and while the City That Never Sleeps certainly lives up to its name, its comparatively sleepy early morning state can’t hold a candle to the sensory explosion of the underground city.

Giggling, she starts to run down the streets, weaving between the fascinating people walking around. She’s never seen such a fun place before! People walk around with extra sets of arms, horns, tails, wings, and all manner of skin colors and textures, and so much more!

The air smells of hot, spiced food, carts zoom through the air, pulled by creatures she can’t identify. Everything around her hums with life and energy.

It's exciting!

She pushes past two people to reach a balcony over looking a glittering city that follows the curves of the cavern and shining with all the colors of the rainbow.

She stands on the base of the railing though her chin only barely makes it over the top.

“Uh...who’s kid is that…?”

“Dunno. Do you see any panicked parent-looking types around?”

“Nah. Should we bother doing something?”

“Eh…it’ll work itself out. Long as they don’t bug me…”

Heedless, the toddler steps away from the balcony’s railing and continues to wander deeper into this fascinating new environment. — Baron Draxum is all around having a fairly rotten day. The Council of Heads has once again dismissed his concerns about the human threat and Big Mama has once again refused to release Lou Jitsu into his custody. Nothing seems to be going Draxum’s way today and it has left him in a foul mood.

So he’s going to indulge in a little of his favorite vendor food to help soothe his fraying nerves.

Just as he’s about to partake, something thumps into his legs harshly enough for him to stumble, nearly dropping his delectable indulgence and with it, the last shreds of his sanity.

He whips around, teeth bared in a menacing sneer at whoever was foolish enough to run into him. “Watch where you—“

Draxum's rage stutters as his eyes turn down towards the culprit. Sprawled on their back at his hooves is a toddler with two messy buns and a pair of overalls. A human toddler. Draxum wrinkles his nose in disgust as the wretched spawn blinks up at him with wide, dark eyes.

Draxum reaches down and picks the toddler up by the back of their clothes. They weigh very little. “How did you get in here, spawn?” He asks.

To his surprise—and annoyance—the spawn doesn’t answer. Instead, it lets out a shrieking laugh as it dangles from Draxum’s hand, feet kicking out wildly in the open air. It seems to enjoy being held like this, strangely enough.

Curious, Draxum glances around the mulling crowd. Various yokai go about their business, casting occasional curious glances in the direction of him and the human spawn, but none seem eager to claim it for themselves. From where he stands, Draxum spies no other humans in the crowd, and certainly no one that looks frantic enough to have misplaced this little creature.

Did it wander in her all on its own somehow? Draxum wonders.

An idea percolates in Draxum’s mind as he takes a bite of his food, looking over the tiny giggling human in his grasp. Perhaps, this could be an opportunity. After all, how often would Draxum be able to examine and study human behaviors from the outset of their infancy?

And more importantly, shape them. If some disgusting human couldn’t be bothered to keep a better eye on their own spawn, then perhaps it was better off with Draxum anyway.

Curiously, the spawn seems unperturbed by neither Draxum’s appearance nor the general sight of the Hidden City. It continues reaching for Draxum with pudgy hands, repeating the syllable “ba” over and over.

Draxum hums, mind made up. He takes a bite of his treat and then tucks the still giggling human-ling under his arm and walks off in the direction of his home and lab.

Perhaps if he’s lucky, this creature will become an excellent soldier. And wouldn’t it be ironic if the one to lead Draxum’s army to take back the surface world from those disgusting humans was human themself? He smiles a little at the thought. Yes, this may work out nicely.

——— As it turns out, raising a human spawn is harder than Draxum thought. Namely, the specimen—that Draxum has taken to simply calling Spawn—is the most disagreeable and stubborn creature humanity has ever produced. He has determined that Spawn is approximately two and a half years old and biologically of the female variety, but that is about all he was able to discern as Spawn refused to stay still for any further examination and forced Draxum to chase her through the lab, giggling the whole way as if they were playing a game. She may not be very fast on those unsteady legs of hers, but the clutter in Draxum’s lab makes catching her a chore whenever she darts through openings Draxum can’t pass through. Especially since the little creature seems to find Draxum’s frustration with her antics highly amusing.

On top of this, the Spawn refuses to stay in her containment cell during rest hours, either wailing until Draxum comes to quiet her or breaking out herself. Most often the latter.

Spawn spends most of the night crying. Draxum has stayed to observe Spawn as she sleeps to see what exactly causes her such violent distress. So far, he has observed no external stimulus that could be responsible for Spawn’s late night outbursts. His best hypothesis from his observations is that Spawn suffers from nightmares and seeks comfort from him in their aftermath.

Further complicating matters, Spawn is not at point in her development where she is capable of workable speech. The most she is capable of is repeatedly shouting “ba” at him and babbling incoherently as she tries to mimic what Draxum says himself.

Draxum sighs heavily, holding the squirming, giggly human ahead of him from under her arms. “It seems teaching you to speak will have to be our first priority,” he says.

“Prabababe,” she echoes, lightly slapping her hand against Draxum's wrist with her meager baby strength for emphasis.

“That’s right, little Spawn. Priority,” he says, repeating the proper pronunciation of the word the child is mimicking.

“Prabababe!” She cheers loudly.

He sets her down and pats her on her head as he turns to look for a notepad. He’ll have to make a trip to the library and start putting together a lesson plan. Perhaps he should pick up some books on child-rearing while he’s there. Raising a human spawn can’t be much different than raising a young yokai, right? Not that Draxum has experience with either, however.

And then suddenly, there's a cacophonous crash behind him, followed by the piercing sound of crying.

Draxum whips around so fast that his neck muscles cramp painfully. Spawn sits amid a pile of toppled weapons, a rather nasty cut on her right forearm, likely from a wayward blade. Tears leak from her face at an impressive rate as blood wells in the wound and dribbles down her arm, splattering across the floor and soaking into her clothes.

“Ah nuts!” He shouts, diving for the sobbing child.

She curls in on herself, pulling her injured arm close to her chest, further staining her outfit with the blood seeping from the wound, and burying her face into Draxum’s kimono as she wails. Draxum shudders involuntarily as he feels Spawn’s face fluids soak into his clothes.

“Spawn, cease this and let me inspect your injury,” he orders, prying her arm out so he can examine it.

The bad news is that it’s a fairly deep wound. The good news is that it’s also a clean one. While it speaks to the quality of the blade that caused it, it’s deep enough that this will doubtlessly require stitches.

Looks like I’ll need to put those somewhere she can’t reach, Draxum thinks as he digs through a drawer for his medical kit. A little difficult with a child in his arm, but not impossible.

He finds it tucked all the way in the back, of course. Regardless, Draxum retrieves the supplies and sets to work, all while cursing his past self for leaving him so ill-prepared.

Spawn continues to squirm and wail and cry, but Draxum doesn’t let her yank her injured arm away as he expertly stitches the long wound on her forearm closed and wraps it securely with sterile bandages. Fortunately, once Draxum completes the stitches, Spawn’s squirming lessens and her cries quiet down to blissful silence, though one punctuated by an occasional hiccuping sob. Still, it's a great deal better than the shrill wailing Spawn had committed herself to just moments ago.

His work completed and his subject thoroughly exhausted from her emotional display, Draxum sits back in his chair, staring indifferently at the mess of bandages and cleansing solution strewn over his lab table. As if sensing the opening in Draxum's defenses, Spawn wastes no time scooting herself off of the table and plopping gracelessly into Draxum’s lap.

“Hey!” He exclaims indignantly.

Predictably, the little creature pays no heed to Draxum’s protests as she curls up against his chest, gripping his robes with her tiny hands and tucking her wounded arm carefully against her own chest. And she soon falls asleep.

Draxum sighs lightly. “At least she’s finally quiet…” — Draxum swiftly returns a thoroughly exhausted Spawn to her containment cell. Detangling her is a bit of a challenge as her tiny hands are deceptively strong and grip his robes so tightly he’d momentarily feared they’d rip as he dislodged her. Tear tracks dry on her cheeks as she dozes against the pillows, the bandages covering her injury standing out starkly against the dark bedding. Even through the bandages, a faint light shines through, tracing the length of the injury.

The wound has a mystic quality to it that, Draxum concludes. He finds it odd, seeing as the chances of this random human toddler having mystic potential it laughably small. Most likely, that mystic quality came from whatever Spawn cut herself on.

“Still,” he muses quietly to himself. “It may be worth a look. Just in case.”

Packing away his medical supplies, Draxum turns his attention back to the pile of weapons he will need to find a new home for. Preferably out of a certain nosy—and fragile—human’s reach.

Over the course of his long life, Draxum has become steward of many interesting mystic weapons. Some owners return for their stowed weapons, but many never do for one reason or another. Usually it’s because they no longer need it or forget about it, but some are items of terrible power that are better off tucked away and hopefully forgotten by the inevitable march of time. Draxum can only hope that Spawn didn’t cut herself on one such weapon.

Finding the weapon doesn’t take long, as it’s the only one in the pile with bright red blood glistening along its edge.

“Hm. The odachi…,” Draxum muses, picking up the sword in one hand and reaching for the rag with another. “Not the worst possible outcome.”

He’ll have to keep an eye on Spawn for any adverse effects. The blade of this particular odachi is capable of cutting the fabric of space just as easily as it cuts flesh. Draxum can’t rightly say what might happen in this case, if anything at all. It’s doubtful--though not impossible under the right circumstances--that Spawn will gain powers like the odachi’s or lose parts of herself suddenly, but Draxum admittedly hasn’t cleaned the blade in some time, so it is a much greater possibility that Spawn could contract an infection rather than powers.

He’ll have to monitor the wound carefully as it heals. Both for infection and any...peculiarities.

Draxum wipes the blade clean and sets about gathering the weapons around his lab. He rather quickly finds himself eyeing the loose, breakable beakers of caustic chemicals littering the surfaces within reach for the heedless spawn now in his care.

Part of him now regrets his impulsive decision to take in such a small, fragile creature, but…hopefully the results will be worth the present headache.

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#void's writing #rottmnt oc: milo hamato #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles #writing these had been really fun bc i am inflicting a literal toddler on draxum that fears neither man nor god #he strikes me as the kind of parent that would speak to an infant like he would an adult (which will be helpful as she learns how to speak) #draxum now has to figure out how to baby proof his lab lmao #I'm be posting one of these a day. right now we're in the 'prologue' territory #but i might skip around a bit when we hit the actual episodes as most aren't written yet :) (which is why im not posting these on ao3 yet) #yes. the odachi spawn cut herself on is THAT odachi that leo picks up fifteen years later #and yes. she gets a fun power from it :) #im interpreting the mystic weapons we see in the series as semi-sentient and in this instance; spawn accidentally formed a pact w the odach #what's the pact? uh...something to do w curiosity and exploration. spawn doesnt think in words so much as images and feelings