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zivazivc · 2 years
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miraculous but it’s in slovene and i’m in charge of chat’s nicknames for ladybug
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tworoadsandapenny · 9 months
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Blood and Bonds
Raph and Casey are two of my favorite characters in the TMNT world. I feel a kinship with them due to their angry/violent tendancies. It's why I find writing for them to be so easy.
This story is for all the family we choose.
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Violence.
A solid crack rang out in the warehouse, signalling the last of his hockey sticks had broken in two. Casey grabbed both halves, blocking another swing from a thug to his right before knocking another to the ground.
In my blood.
There had only been two of them. Two measly little Dragon thugs, both skinny, cocky, and clearly new to the gang. Casey hadn’t counted on a whole flock waiting in the adjacent building. He ducked another punch, too slow to avoid the sudden pipe charging at his stomach.
Spilling on the ground.
He staggered back from the blow, something warm and coppery in his mouth, dribbling down his lips. He spat, wiping the red from his face with the back of his hand as an amused chuckle trickled out with the blood. This was the most fun he’d had in weeks.
Can’t stop the red.
More Dragons appeared. Too many. Pulling guns from their coats and smirking, like it was some power trip to bring a gun to a stick fight. Cowardly. Or smart. Casey couldn’t decide which. Either way, he had no way out. Couldn’t avoid a bullet in an open warehouse with no cover.
Won’t stop.
He brandished his hockey stick, practically daring the gunman to shoot. If he was goin’ down tonight, he was goin’ down swingin’. Hard.
A lifeboat.
Smoke suddenly filled the room, allowing Casey to hide from the bullets screaming his name around him. He fanned the smoke from his eyes in time to see a three fingered hand reaching for him.
“Move it, Jones!”
A parachute to stop the fall.
Casey grabbed the offered appendage, holding in a groan of pain as he was piggy-backed with his likely-cracked rib against a hard turtle shell.
“Hang on!”
The grapple was fired through the skylight, hooking and hoisting the two vigilantes to the roof just as the smoke began to clear.
Back to back.
Casey was heaved up and over the ledge unceremoniously, crashing onto the roof with a thud just as a bullet ricocheted through the glass he’d been climbing over. He stared with wide eyes until his rescuer offered him a smirk and another hand up.
“That’s two in one night.”
Casey grinned, taking the offered hand. “Put it on my tab.”
Diving with me.
Following his friend to the edge of the building, Casey frowned at the distance to the adjacent roof. “You sure we can—“
A bullet whizzed past his cheek, taking a chunk of hair with it.
“One way to find out!”
Taking a few steps back, both ran for the edge at full speed, jumping to the next building with nothing but momentum and a silent prayer.
It wasn’t until they were in the air that they saw the four Purple Dragons climbing onto the roof they were now sailing towards, frowns on their faces and guns at the ready.
Into the red.
“Goongala!” Casey shouted his battle cry as he only barely missed the edge of the roof, twisting his ankle to land safely. It was enough footing to carry him forward at a low roll, avoiding the first barrage of shots fired before he tackled the first Dragon to the ground, knocking him down hard enough to render him unconscious. By the time he turned around, ready for more, the other three had been subdued, a cocky grinning turtle standing over them, spinning his sai in delight.
“Gettin’ slow, Jones.”
“Ain’t Leo always sayin’ somethin’ about quality over quantity?” Both shared a light chuckle as they moved to the opposite end of the roof, preparing for their next jump.
In too deep.
“Think you can handle the jump with that?”
Casey looked from his twisted ankle to the neighbouring roof, cracking his neck as he judged the distance. “One way to find out.” He smiled toothily.
Still with me.
“I could throw you.”
Casey barked a laugh. “Fine, but you’re gonna have to dive after me if I—“
The air was suddenly forced from his lungs when the turtle dove into his chest, careening them both off the roof in time to avoid several rounds of lead shot with accuracy at their previous location.
Always.
Bullets continued to fly above them as the two fell past a seemingly never-ending myriad of windows and balconies. Bulky arms curled further around Casey’s torso as the pavement made it’s way towards them. His mind was fighting so hard to catch up with what was happening that it took him a moment to realize his friend had turned to absorb the impact for both of them with his shell.
Falling. Fast. Hard.
Casey could do nothing but stare in horror. Fear. Could do nothing to stop the turtle from protecting him. Could do nothing but shout in protest.
The ground was coming up too quick. 
“RAPH!”
Hit.
A resounding crack echoed through the alley as the pavement refused to bow or give way to the two vigilante’s sudden appearance. Casey blinked slowly. His head was spinning, his ears were ringing, and it took a long moment for him to remember how to move.
What just happened… What just happened?
Spilling onto the concrete.
“—off me, Jones!”
Casey finally cued in, shaking his head of the ringing as he rolled off his friend. “Raph!” He watched as the turtle suppressed a grimace when he sat up, reaching a hand back towards his shell. Casey was scrambling behind him in an instant for support. “Oh man…” He breathed, catching sight of the large crack splitting diagonally across the center of Raph’s shell. It didn’t look deep, but it sure looked painful. “You alright?”
“I’ll live.” But Casey could tell he was in a lot of pain. Raph couldn’t quite reach the crack to feel it’s severity. “S’It bad?”
“Well, I think you’ve effectively ruined any warranty you—“
“Sh!”
Can’t move.
Raph suddenly pulled Casey back to the ground, covering them both with nearby trash bags. Casey grimaced at the smell but remained still and silent when he heard voices from the roof.
“I don’t see ‘em, boss. Maybe they—“
“What? Vanished into thin air?” Hun leaned over the ledge, looking into the alley himself. “Check the dumpster and trash cans. They’re not gonna ninja their way out of this one.”
The men glanced at each other, earning a glare from Hun. “Did I not make myself clear?”
“It’s a long way down, boss. And no ladders in sight. There’s no way they could have—“
Hun had the man’s neck in a vice grip faster than a cobra snap, bringing him nose to nose with murder in his eyes. “Find me a body, or I’m gonna gut yours.”
The man choked on oxygen as he was released, not even bothering to fumble for a response before heading back to the nearest ladder on the previous building, the other lackey’s following right behind as they shouted over the roof-tops to check the nearby alleys.
Hun ground his teeth, taking one last look down the building before heading back to join his men. The turtle and his friend weren’t going to get away that easy. Not this time.
Can’t leave.
When the voices had died off, the two in hiding shoved the garbage off themselves, Casey batting the fowl stench from his nose with his hand. “How can you stand that smell?”
“I live in the sewers with Mikey and his bathe-only-when-forced policy.” Raph stood shakily, looking around for an exit. “No manholes. We’ll have to climb.”
“Next time you might wanna think of these things before jumping off the build—Whoa!” Casey moved in time to catch Raph, who was gripping his head when his legs buckled under him. “You alright?”
“Just a little… dizzy.”
“If this is some ploy to get me to carry you, I’m leaving your ass in the trash.” But Casey’s face got serious when Raph pulled his hand away from his head and dripped red. “Dude, you’re bleeding.” The blood was obvious now, trickling from a small gash at the back of his friend’s head.
“I’m… fine…” Raph only managed two steps before his eyes closed without warning. Casey caught his fall once again, snagging him with an arm under his shoulder.
“I gotcha buddy.”  Lowering the turtle to the ground, Casey took a closer look at the head wound. It wasn’t bleeding much, but Raph definitely was down for the count. Casey scrubbed a hand through his hair, blowing out a long breath. “Man, now we’re gonna get a Leo and Donnie lecture. It might be better to just sit put and face those Dragon goons.”
The minute the words escaped his lips, he heard voices down at the end of the alley.
My fault.
Casey quickly looked for an exit, snagging Raph under the arms and attempting to lift him up. “Dude, how much do you weigh!?” He griped, knowing immediately that climbing the building wasn’t an option.
And with no manhole or ladders around, they didn’t have any escape.
Trapped.
Dragons filtered into the open alley, the red moon behind them giving an ominous aura to the violence in their eyes. Casey could only stand helplessly, staring at the mob of gang members heading their way, with an unconscious mutant turtle dangling in his arms.
There was no way out. And the Dragons knew it. They weren’t going to make this quick.
My turn.
“Oh man…” Casey sighed, his annoyed frown covering the honest chill of fear running down his spine.  “We are so screwed.”
“Get out, Jones.”
Casey watched as his friend mumbled the order, fumbling for consciousness in what looked like a difficult battle. He snorted in derision. “Not a chance, bro.” There was no way he could win this battle, but it’d be a cold day in hell before he ditched a friend.
A brother.
Leaning Raph on the wall, Casey stood tall, putting himself between Raph and the mob of gangsters as he rolled his neck and cracked his knuckles. “I got this.”
My turn.
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based on the photo below. I love when good art inspires a writing spree.
End of Line.
-TRAaP
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luescris · 4 months
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Posting this before I decide not to
A drawing for a vent fic I've worked on since 2018 that's on my A03 called He Who is Hard as Stone (which I now dub to Heart of Stone because it's simpler/easier) and also sort of mostly inspired by @fihuli 's bad ending art (I hope it's not a problem that I've tagged you but if it is please lemme know augh) from once upon a time ago and. Lmao yeah haha
Handle on ao3 is luescris same as here if y'all are interested okay bye
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foreignbrunette · 3 years
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Art by Fihuli on DeviantArt 💚
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vanyahaniart · 4 years
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Again after 84 years I post something. I haven't drawn almost anything for a long while and believe me starting again is a damn rollercoaster. I started to read Živa's fic "I hate space" again and it's still super good! Thanks to that, I got more inspired and wanted to draw more stuff for this fic. This time I wanted to make Fallachis the way she actually looked while she cuddles poor Raph. :D
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bartenderhq · 5 years
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Okay. This is a bit cheeky. I love it. #Repost @andryuflair with @get_repost ・・・ Behind the bar 🤘 #flairbartender #flairbartending #topskillsbartender #nextlevelbartending #bartending #bartenders #bartricks #barskills #skills #craftbarskills #craft #flairing #craftbartender #craftflair #mixology #mixologist #fihuli #фихули #забаром https://www.instagram.com/p/Btf9Q7xFDzi/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1t01xq6i1xwvs
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goldenagebartending · 6 years
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Again @jonathan_pallaruelo 😎 showcasing some interesting techniques and moves to inspire you 🥃 . His words: . Live fast, die young and enyoy your passion!!🙂😏☄ . . . . . . #bartenderlife🍸 #barmanager #barmanagerlife #awesome #drinks #mixology #cocktails🍹 #spirituality #crazy #lovemyjob❤️ #classic #teamfkskills #artis #video #spain❤️ #europe #fihuli #bestbar #umalascocktails #flair #instaflair #followers #vintageclothing #worlbestbartender #bestfriendgoals #beach. @barmaxextra @bartendersportal @topskillsbartender https://www.instagram.com/p/Bnniq2zgbF5/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=757a4etzwcdc
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zivazivc · 1 year
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i don't know how zoë managed to top vesperia but hot damn
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kiiakostet · 3 years
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i was wondering what they would look like with the snake miraculous 🐍✨
[ inspired by @fihuli ]
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kc-sketches · 3 years
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wow haven’t been on here for a long while lol. Anyway my friend @fihuli designed herself as the miraculous holder of the goat and I thought she looked so cute and cool and, even though im not a huge fan of miraculous ladybag, I was inspired to draw myself as the miraculous holder. It was a tie between being the dragon or horse holder as dragons are just plain awesome, but I instead chose to go with the horse as horses have always been a big part of my life. My costume coloring and sock pattern is based off of my actual paint horse juno who has uneven sock markings on her front legs and white streaks that run across her tummy which I thought would look cool on a costume. I already have pretty long hair and also love braids so that is my thought for the hair and I think wearing glasses to a fight is not practical as they can easily fall off so I went for riding goggles that jockeys where in horse racing. The boots are designed from my favorite pair of boots that I where all the time.Whenever, I ride my horses I always put a saddlebag on them to hold water and I saw these really cool bags online that attach to your leg and waist that I really want to buy and thought that they would be a perfect holster to put the boomerang horse shoe weapon inside.
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spartanxhunterx · 3 years
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Gattinera's sandboy nightmare.
(Btw do you know who made this? I can't read that level of cursive)
I believe is says Fihuli
Might be wrong.
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lissoubas · 3 years
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Человечьи глаза
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Комикс автора @fihuli
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harmonytre-reblogs · 3 years
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Other Fandom Works
These have less than UT/DR and SU, so I’m grouping them together.
Blog names are the same or in parentheses if applicable.  All on tumblr, and if not, then on Deviantart or Youtube.
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Pokemon Comics
Pokemon Mysteries of the Soul (Sakarime)
The Power of Pouvoir - an ORAS Nuzlocke (TerrytheTeryx)
Yet Another PMD Comic (Flavia-Elric)
Seeds of Dissonance (Snapinator)
Heart’s Fire (Haruto12)
Jet’s Black Nuzlocke (Zerochan923600)
PMD (Foxeaf)
Written in the Stars (ChiPolVee)
PMD-Unity (Flavia-Elric)
Pokemon 25 Years Later (maimai97)
Chiaki’s Nuzlocke Comic (Chiakiro)
FAITH (MiraToriaka)
Mew and Mewtwo (xxtc-96xx)
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Miraculous Comics
Furry Situation (Ipku)
Buggy Situation (Ipku)
Thrill of the Hunt (Ipku)
Out Sick (@/sweetsweetsweetie)
You Don’t Understand (@/LC-Holy)
@/Anna-Scribbles and @/tizzymcwizzy have various ones!
Bakery Enemies AU @/buggachat
Acrocat AU @/fihuli
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MLP Comics:
Heart of the Draconequus (Celestial-Rainstorm)
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ems-dessine · 2 years
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WAS REALLY NERVOUS TO POST THIS BUT HERE WE GO
Full credits go to @fihuli !! go check out her page :)) 
IDK JUST I REALLY LOVE HER OC SO I REDREW IT HEIEKHKEJ
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 4 years
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Hurt - Damian Wayne x Reader
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2K4e4Gi
by Fihuli
Gotham Academy students begin to wind up dead so it only makes sense that the Gotham Academy Mystery Solvers begin their most dangerous adventure yet; determined to find out who killed one of their closest friends and who continues to pillage their fellow classmates as the year continues on. But, apart from her attempt to help, a member of the club is highly suspected of the murders given her heritage; this member's name is Y/n Dent. Even as the murders continue to happen everyone has their fingers pointed at her, but what happens when the killer attempts to take her life? Y/n Dent is not the murderer--everyone agrees after seeing the damage she sustained from holding the killer off long enough for Robin to make a strangely convenient entrance. Needless to say, Y/n matches the slayer's taste, which is exactly why the Mystery Solvers are determined to find out who is on the rampage before the monster comes back to find her.
 Although unknown to the Mystery Solvers, the killer's infatuation with Y/n Dent just also happens to be the reason Damian Wayne decided to join the club.
Words: 1779, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Batman - Fandom, Robin - Fandom, Damian Wayne - Fandom, Damian Wayne X Reader - Fandom, Gotham Academy - Fandom
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Underage
Categories: Multi
Characters: Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain, Barbara Gordon, Harvey Dent, Two-Face
Relationships: Damian Wayne/Reader
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2K4e4Gi
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