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starkwlkr · 9 months

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Hey love your baby Leclerc serie i have maybe a idea for the serie

Maybe where yn gets her hair dyed and ruby wants also her hair dyed maybe 2 locks of her hair and when they got home ruby is like daddy look my hair

little miss rainbow hair | charles leclerc

changed it just a little bit here it is :)

Y/n wanted a change. At first she wasn’t sure if that change meant getting a tattoo or dyeing her hair. She then realized that she wasn’t ready for a tattoo yet so a trip to Pascale’s hair salon was on the top of her to do list. When she arrived to the salon, some of the nice older women said hello to Ruby and Y/n since they visited Pascale many times. Y/n greeted her mother in law and talked to her about having a change in her hair.

“Hi! Hi! Hi!” Ruby greeted each women as she passed them by. When she got to a woman who she remembered had brown hair, she gasped since the woman now had red hair. “Your hair! It’s red!” Ruby excitedly told the woman, whose name was Maria.

Maria chuckled. “It is. My favorite color is red so I decided to change it.”

“It’s pretty. I want to paint my hair rainbow colored, but papa says I can’t because I’m too little but when I grow up this big,” she showed her desired height with her hands. “I’m going to paint my hair rainbow.”

“And you’re going to look so beautiful!” Maria said.

“Does painting your hair hurt? Do you miss your brown hair? What if you want a different color?” The little girl continued with her questions. Maria laughed, she didn’t mind answering any question that Ruby had.

After talking with Pascale, Y/n decided that cutting and dyeing her hair was her desired style. “Ruby, come here for a minute.” Y/n told her daughter.

Ruby skipped towards her mother, who was seated in the stylist chair. “Are you painting your hair too? Paint it red!”

“I am painting my hair but it’s not going to be red, babe. Maman’s hair is going to be (whatever color you want). And I’m going to cut it just a little. What do you think? Is papa going to like maman’s hair?” Y/n asked.

“He’s going to love it!” The girl said rather aggressively. She then saw bottles of hair dye on the counter and ran towards them. She saw the color red and immediately grabbed it and ran to Pascale. “Can you paint my hair, grand-mère? Please!”

Pascale took the bottle away from the girl and placed it on a shelf. “This isn’t meant for little girls, amour, sorry.”

“So I have to wait a hundred years? That’s so long!” Ruby whined.

“You don’t have to wait a hundred years, that’s silly. Maybe when you’re fifteen, your papa and maman can let you dye your hair.” Pascale replied.

“Die? I don’t want to die.” Ruby’s eyes widened.

“D-y-e. Dye. The bottle you had is hair dye and what I’m going to put on your maman’s hair is hair dye. Basically paint for your hair. It comes in all colors for all types of hair.” Pascale explained as she walked with the girl to where Y/n was.

“Oh. Well . . . Maman, can I dye my hair?” Ruby asked innocently.

“When you’re older you most certainly can, Ruby Jules,” Y/n replied as Pascale began to wet Y/n’s hair. “And don’t get any ideas about painting your hair with actual paint or markers. It’s not good for your hair.”

“But I want rainbow hair.” She said defeated.

Suddenly Maria walked up to the Leclerc family. “Sorry, I heard little Ruby wanted to ‘paint’ her hair and obviously hair dye isn’t for you yet. My daughters always ask me to dye their hair so I bought this,” Maria gave Y/n a little bag with colored containers. “They’re called color chalk. It’s a fun way for kids to color their hair in a safe way. It lasts long which surprised me but if you want you can keep those for Ruby. I have more in house. My daughters love them so much, I have plenty.”

Ruby then looked at her maman with a little smirk. “Rainbow hair.” She whispered.

“You win, you little rascal.” Y/n sighed.

When Charles got home, he didn’t expect both of his girls to be sporting new hair looks. He first saw Y/n’s hair and immediately loved it. He couldn’t keep his hands off her hair. He loved to run his fingers through it. As he was about to give her another compliment, Ruby walked into the living room with rainbow colored hair.

“Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?” Charles asked.

“It’s me, papa! It’s Ruby, but with rainbow hair.” She flipped her hair and walked to sit beside him.

“Okay, Ruby but with rainbow hair, I hope that comes off because you have school pictures in a month.” Charles informed her.

“Maria said it lasts long so I guess little miss rainbow hair is going to be colorful for her school pictures.” Y/n smiled at her daughter.

“I’m so much cooler than you, papa. I have rainbow hair and you don’t.” Ruby teased.

“Y/n, get me the scissors.”

#inbox <3 #anon #formula 1 #f1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #f1 imagine #f1 x you #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc one shot #baby leclerc series #charles leclerc imagine

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masterthespianduchovny · 2 months

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The 'Pitch Please' Podcast is Up

In case you're wondering why I tagged you, it was because some of engaged on posts or created posts about the TV show 'Pitch' "recently" and I thought you might be interested in the podcast. Since the fandom is incredibly small, information doesn't travel like it used to and I decided to be proactive.

There was also a post where I suggested the show to those who like Ted Lasso or The Bear. If you haven't seen the show, but are curious about it and the podcast, you should have a listen. :)

It's a discussion pod about the show, so there are spoilers. But it also will eventually discuss ways we can try to campaign to get the show to come back.

@mdgart @sarascofield27 @lizacstuff @black-women-ships @forevercountingstars @gimmedeanandbourbonontherocks @olicity-bawson-hinny @what-do-1000-swords-look-like @straightoutoffuckstogive@harvestleaves @@thebiggerbear @indynerdgirl @littlewillowcabins @classsictrash @easyobsession@sarcasticfina @pedro-pascal @heywhatsthatblog @macaroni-rascal @texasbama @hightidelowmood @theloverlylo @megaphonemonday @bugheadchemistry @chaoswillcalmusdown

There are three episodes up so far and the fourth one will be released this Thursday.

Hope you all enjoy!

#pitch #ginny baker #mike lawson #bawson #pickuppitch #apple tv plus #pitchplease

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dietersearring · 2 months

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Been playing this for like five days and only noticed this now:

behold, Pedro Pascal Ricardo Rascal

#pedro pascal #he's actually so cute #best alt name ever #the got the thickness of the glasses just right

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ask-felix-aberg · 4 months

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Dear Felix,

I hope you find the letter first, because your present is very special. Hurry up, get out of bed before the fluffy friend runs away.

It's best if you head for the Slytherin common room and I'm sure your sweet Swedish head already knows what awaits you there.

Even if I can't see your face as it starts to glow with joy, the idea of having made you happy is enough for me.

(Oh, and Pascal helped me make a moving powder. Sprinkle a little on plush puppy Seb and the little rascal should come to life for a few hours)

Merry Christmas <3

Hope to see you again after the holidays

Felix' eyes widened with each word of Gwen's letter, excitement bubbling within him like a boiling cauldron. The mere thought set his heart pounding with anticipation. It could only mean one thing: "Puppy Seb!" Felix exclaimed with the enthusiasm of a child in a sweetshop. He leaped out of bed, tangled in his bedsheets, and almost tripped over his own feet in his haste. Clothes were flung in all directions as he scrambled to get dressed, muttering to himself, "Puppy Seb, don't you dare run away before I get there!"

A grin, wide enough to challenge the Cheshire Cat's, adorned the Ravenclaw's face. He made a mental note to thank Gwen and Pascal for their magical mischief later. The thought of his fluffy friend finally returning had him chuckling in sheer delight. One shoe on, the other forgotten in his excitement, Felix charged in the direction of the Slytherin common room, fuelled by the promise to see his little companion again.

As he envisioned the forthcoming embrace with Puppy Seb, questions tugged at Felix' thoughts. Did he miss him as much as Felix missed him? Would he remember their moments together? Was Sebastian alright with all this? The very idea of cuddling Puppy Seb once more threatened to burst Felix' heart with joy, the grin on his face nearly reaching the point of cheek-splitting. The anticipation grew with each step. His heart raced, matching the rhythm of his hurried footsteps. As he approached the common room entrance, he promised himself he would make the most of the time they had together.

Approaching the common room entrance, Felix vowed to savor every moment of their reunion, knowing that their time together would be a treasured memory.

#Hogwarts Legacy #Gwen #Puppy Seb #ask-Felix #HL | RP #|Your Christmas Letter to me|

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californiahq-archived · 8 months

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Hello! I am very interested in joining, but would like to know if there are any faceclaims you all would really like to see join the rp? There are just so many great faces that I wanted to ask before sending in an application. Thank you!

hi, thank you for your interest! here are some fcs that came to mind! mason gooding, harris dickinson, pedro pascal, oscar isaac, manny montana, rudy pankow, jonathan daviss, andrew garfield, lorenzo zurzolo, arón piper, manny jacinto, evan mock, aaron tveit, thomas doherty, archie renaux, brenton thwaites, casey deidrick, avan jogia, maxence danet fauvel, logan lerman, keith powers, raymond ablack, rahul kohli, andy samberg, joseph quinn, xolo maridueña, tanner buchanan, clayton cardenas, mario casas, bill skarsgard, zethpan smith gneist, bradley cooper, joseph morgan, alberto rosende, emilio sakraya, tom holland, manu rios, luke grimes, kedar williams stirling, regé jean page, andré lamoglia, henry zaga, chay suede, elias kacavas, josh heuston, nico tortorella, felix mallard, jamie dornan, chris wood, justice smith, luka sabbat, alex fitzalan, jeff satur, herman tømmeraas, carloto cotta, ander puig, froy gutierrez, charles michael davis, george sear, darren barnet, jon bernthal, ben barnes, anthony ramos, corey mylchreest, anthony keyvan, sinqua walls, cody christian, eddie redmayne, jaehyun, hugh dancy, michael evans behling, elliot fletcher, emre bey, joe keery, chance perdomo, ross lynch, gavin leatherwood, richard madden, alex aiono, shiloh fernandez, chris evans, chris wood, jacob elordi, danny ramirez, drew starkey, havana rose liu, davika hoorne, lalisa, lulu antariksa, christina hendricks, zion moreno, jennie kim, danielle rose russell, kaylee bryant, anya chalotra, simone ashley, charithra chandran, maia mitchell, cierra ramirez, melissa barrera, hailee steinfeld, diane guerrero, stephanie beatriz, melissa fumero, greta onieogou, maia reficco, alisha boe, paris berelc, camila mendes, bruna marquezine, camila queiroz, anne hathaway, lauren tsai, rachel hilson, inbar lavi, lesley ann brandt, giorgia whigham, antonia gentry, katie douglas, melisa asli pamuk, margot robbie, jenna coleman, halston sage, chelsea clark, brianne howey, cindy kimberly, chloe bennet, halle bailey, sara waisglass, jessica alexander, christian serratos, phoebe tonkin, claire holt, isabella gomez, courtney eaton, madelyn cline, madison bailey, abigail cowen, jessie mei li, blu hunt, auli’i cravalho, anya taylor joy, annie murphy, mila kunis, simary barlas, mimi keene, aimee lou wood, emma mackey, samantha logan, natalia dyer, megan suri, maya hawke, coco jones, jasmine tookes, ana de armas, chase sui wonders, priscilla quintana, maris rascal, keke palmer, angelique boyer, rachel sennott, benedetta porcaroli, valentina zenere, ludovica martino, joey king, fivel stewart, adeline rudolph, natasha liu bordizzo – hope these help!

#appless rp #city rp #oc rp #town rp #mumu rp #new rp #mw

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lil-fairy-of-twst · 1 year

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Faye's Preparation Team

If there's one thing Showcase and Contest can share, it's preparation.

Nana (Leavanny)

“Wow~! So pretty!"

Moves: String Shot, False Swipe, Safeguard, Light Screen

Ability: Swarm

Nana was actually Faye's dad's Pokémon until she was given to Faye around the age of 6. She was one of three Pokémon given to Faye by her dad.

Having been the one who sew the clothing Faye's dad wore to modeling shoots, she does the same for Faye's costumes for both Contest and Showcase

She often frets over Faye a lot when she's out of her pokeball, whether that be for performances or daily life

Since she's one of the few older Pokémon Faye has, she is fairly protective of the young girl though not as much as Basile

Coffee (Minccino)

“Ah! Coffee, you’re dirty again!”

Moves: Echoed Voice, Sing, Charm, Iron Tail

Ability: Technician

This one was a gift egg by Faye’s mama when Faye and her papa came back from Sinnoh when she was 8

Needless to say she was excited at the prospect of taking care of another egg and just manages to not let out a scream when it hatched. She did squeal loudly though

Coffee is avid on cleaning around much like any Minccino, which is good for when there fabric scraps and other such things around the place!

Though he seems to be so adamant on cleaning the area that he tends to gets dirty himself and doesn’t realize it until it shows on his tail

Tango (Spritzee)

“Hmm? You doing a different hairstyle today, Tango?”

Moves: Sweet Scent, Disarming Voice, Aromatherapy, Flail

Ability: Aroma Veil

During the time 6 year old Faye was with her papa in Galar due to him having a modeling gig, he thought it would be a good time to introduce her to one of her mom’s sides of the family

There Faye met her cousins and the ranch they run, filled with Pokémon running about

While her papa was talking to her auntie, she went and wander around the ranch to play with some of the Pokémon

There she would meet one of the younger Spritzees there with him taking a real liking of messing and playing around with her hair and refusing to let anyone but the young child to take him out of her hair. Needless to say that the lil guy was very insistent on staying with the young girl no matter what (and the start of the many Pokémon Faye would get from her cousins’ ranch in Galar)

Pascal (Smergle)

“Those designs look amazing! Oh, you have more?”

Moves: Sketch

Ability: Moody

Another one of her papa’s Pokémon that was given to her!

Pascal is practically the definition of an eccentric artist, easily taken away with his own work and making a mess of paint and paper

Fashion Design is what Pascal is really passionate about from his original owner to now Faye, drawing up many outfit concepts

Faye is practically a muse for him ever since she was born, and this sentiment has only grew since he became her Pokémon

Slash (Scyther)

“Helping Nana out again I see.”

Moves: Quick Attack, Slash, Endure, Swords Dance

Ability: Steadfast

Slash is the third of the trio of Pokémon that was given to Faye by her papa!

She helps out with Nana with making clothes, cutting any fabrics needed while Nana is sewing pieces together

Slash actually is often with Nana whether that be helping out with task or just having a relaxing time to enjoy the quiet, they’re rarely seen apart

Despite her preferring to help making outfits, Slash is actually fairly strong and protective of Faye, she’s a close second to Basile in terms of protectiveness

Rascal (Zorua)

“Here’s you’re treat, Rascal!”

Moves: Scatch, Scary Face, Thief, Foul Play

Ability: Illusion

A little prankster of a Pokémon who’s arrival was surprisingly a lot more quiet than expected, but a welcome one during a trip to Unova

Faye’s papa wanted to show her around Castelia City before his modeling gig takes up a majority of his time, and wanted to try the Casteliacones! This was more of a thing Faye’s papa wanted to try with 9 year old Faye not really minding it

What they didn’t know was that a hungry little Zorua was eyeing the two when they got their cones and followed them, though more specifically following Faye due to the girl not really eating her cone compared to her Papa. Faye did eventually notice the fox and handed over her Casteliacone to him

This lead to him following her and eventually going to Kalos, with him now helping out with showing off potential outfits for future performances. He still has cheeky moments though and will mess around but pull out a treat and he’ll be on his best behavior (for now)!

#twst x pokemon #pokemon x twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #pokémon #Faye’s teams #Got a few more coming so hopefully I can get those out soon

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bwoahtastic · 1 year

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Agaha Seb freaking out because Pascal isn't in his bed with Nicky and he's running around everywhere looking for his little rascal and Charles finds him by accident when he opens the kitchen cupboard for a snack and he's just curled around a box of cereal

Oh plss Seb,rushing around trying to find the kit and Charles woke up because Max was on kitty adventures and now he got snacky and his fav thing in the WORLD is dry cereal for some reason lol. Charles padding over to the cabinet excited about his treat but when he reaches in to grab the box a little hand grabs his hand and Charles screams akdk

Seb rushing down and investigating eith Charles and they find Pascal using the cereal,box as pillow kwks. Seb lifting the little one out and giving Charles his cereal before carrying Pascal to Lewis and giving his Pascal watching duties (aka smush him to your chest and he will sleep without wandering around(

#asks #oh deer orphanage

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ozarkthedog · 4 months

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Is anyone else thinking that if Pedro had both of his arms fully functioning how much more of a menace he would be?! 🫠🥵

my god. you're so right.

#the fandom would literally be on fire #pedro pascal #pedro 'rascal' pascal #ozzie responds #asks are always open

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thelonesomequeen · 1 year

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Well slap my ass and call me a slut 👀/// who’s speaking 😂😂😂 I’ve never seen one of you lust over him before 😂😂

Miss/Ma’am/Bro/Sir! Did you not miss our thirsty shirtless poll because it was great! 🤣

It was me. Pascal the rascal! (I wish those words rhymed)

I had tequila last night and I’M NOT SORRY! 😂

I’m about to have more tequila tonight because bitches love pickles. It’s me. I’m bitches and I just found a recipe for a pickle margarita. Yes. I’m really going to try that! 😂🦎

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soundwavemain · 2 years

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We’ve Still Got Hope

Chapter 3: Mirrors

“Lou Jitsu?”

“Compelling but no. Maybe Shredder?”

“Absolutely not. That fool nearly killed us.”

“Fair.”

“Einstein?”

“No way.”

“Ghost Bear?”

“I love you but no.”

“Leonardo II?”

“Now you’re pushing it.”

Casey rubbed at her brow in frustration. None of the names they came up with were working. It was bad enough that she had to call the baby “Kid” until they received a name, but they had actually started to respond when called. Like it was a perfectly acceptable name.

The little runt was playing on the floor, surrounded by the team. They paid no mind, dragging dust around with their hands like nothing could be more enriching. They blew raspberries while smashing a pebble into the ground. Particles flew up and around them from their movements. It forced them to stop and shake their head.

“We’re not naming them King Kong.”

Ignoring her friends arguing behind her, Casey knelt beside Kid. She tugged on her sleeve, rubbing their face it. Once clean, they thanked her by blowing another raspberry. She tried to muster some form of disgust at the spittle that landed on her but, to her horror, she had become used to it.

“I still think Rascal is a fine name,” Leo’s voice came through louder than everyone else.

Donnie shoved his brother’s face away. “No, it sounds too much like Pascal. We can’t involve Disney.” He visibly cringed at the mere mention of the old film corporation.

“Disney is dead, bro.”

“Mazel tov.”

It felt odd fighting over something as arbitrary as a baby’s name–and she would never let the others know it–but Casey enjoyed the petty squabbling. It reminded her of simpler times. Of the years between Shredder’s defeat and the Kraang invasion. When she and Raph first found that they shared more similarities than differences. How April reached out to her after discovering they lived on the same street, inviting her to Friday night dinners with the O’Neils. Or simply Splinter sitting her down for Lou Jitsu movie marathons that always ended with him getting her to spill every single worry she’d ever had. It all left Casey with an odd weight on her chest.

Nothing could compare to those years. Splinter died protecting Donnie from an attack on his shell. They couldn’t seek his guidance or comfort. The memories of what they had ached like a scarred heart. And, while April and Raph were both alive–Casey held them in her arms, pulling them away from the caved-in lair as they called out. No one responded–they no longer had their characteristic energy about them. The invasion had taken something from everyone. Children lost their parents, parents lost their children. Friends and loved ones perished easily but there was nothing easy about it.

A soft tap on her leg brought Casey to the present. She shook off the weird feeling–not that that did anything. Everyone had a ghost or two hanging over them. Another tap, harder this time, forced her gaze downward. Kid looked at her. She didn’t expect them to say anything but their stare always unnerved her. Repressing a shiver, she cocked her head and asked, “What? I don’t know what you want.”

“They want you to sit,” Raph explained, moving closer to the two of them. He added, “They don’t like big things,” as if that answered everything.

Upon hearing Raph’s voice coming toward them, Kid stumbled to their feet. They wobbled, still unused to walking despite their age, but managed to stand upright. Raph reached out for them and met them halfway. Kid blew a victory raspberry as they fell into his arms, giggling boisterously when he swung them up into the air. Casey raised a skeptical brow at the scene before her.

“They seem to like you well enough.” Raph spun Kid around to their–and everyone else’s–enjoyment. “I should just save myself some time. Name them R.A.P.H. Short Red Angel of Preventing Harm.” Casey knocked her hip against his, causing him to stumble which made Kid giggle harder. She tickled under their chin. “You like that name, Kid? You wanna be little Raphie?”

“Casey!” Raph squeaked–honestly squeaked–and pulled Kid away from her. “You–”

“What?” She took Kid from him when they reached out for her, setting them on her hip. They clutched her shirt, stretching out the neckline. It barely bothered her anymore. “You’re gonna tell me what to name my kid?” Casey waited for a response but they only stared at her. “Why are you all looking at me like that?”

Leo coughed to clear his throat which quickly turned to hacking. Mikey whacked him on the shell a few times. Just as he finished his fit and opened his mouth to speak, April jumped onto his back. He fell on his front but April maintained the grin splitting her face.

“You called them your kid, Case!”

“No, I didn’t. I said Kid, like their name–”

Donnie piped up, “We clearly heard you say they’re your kid.”

April nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! You know what that means?” She got off Leo to grab Casey by the arms, spinning her in a circle. “You’re their mom!”

Casey sputtered. “I– they’re not–” All the spinning made it impossible for her to form coherent thoughts. She forced her weight down, stopping April from moving her. “Enough! I am not their mom!” She crossed her free arm over her chest. Kid looked up at her then turned and crossed their arms, a big, ridiculous frown wrinkling their chin. The others smiled stupid, goofy grins. Casey cursed under her breath. “Ugh! Forget it. Kid needs to eat.”

She ignored the loud teasing behind her. The walk to the food stores was filled with grumbling and moaning in aggravation, accompanied by the occasional coo from Kid as they kept patting her shoulder. She blamed Raph for that one. They definitely saw him doing that whenever she was upset. Casey fixed them with a displeased expression as she set them atop some boxes. They babbled nonsense at her, their inflection a question.

“You know what?” she muttered while searching for their softest rat jerky. “If anything, you’re Raph’s kid. You love him, he loves you, he’s good with kids–it’s perfect.” Kid tilted their head. “Oh, don’t play dumb.” They pointed at themself. “Yeah, you.” Casey groaned, scrubbing her face. “And now I’m talking to a baby. Man, I need a hobby.” She leaned against the boxes and broke off small pieces of jerky for Kid. They happily took what she fed them, babbling at her. She didn’t bother speaking until they finished chewing. “Kid, listen.” They looked at her, tongue sticking out and saliva coating their chin. She cleaned their face while she spoke, “I’m not your mom, got it?”

Kid leaned forward, reaching out for her. “Ma?” The sound froze Casey where she stood which allowed them to successfully use her to propel themself up. They wobbled but held her with their strong grip. “Ma!”

That snapped her out of whatever trance she was in. “No,” she hushed them. “No. You’re wrong. Not me. Anyone but me.” She cradled them as they started toppling over. “I can’t raise you right. Choose someone else.”

They smiled at her, patting her cheek. “Mama!” Casey couldn’t stop them from giggling and squealing so she resigned herself to resting her head on their shoulder. Her arms tightened around them as they played with her hair. “Mama,” they smoothed her hair down with clumsy movements. “Mama.”

At the entrance of their food storage cave, there was movement. Casey turned slightly to see Raph entering, thankfully alone. He raised his hands in a placating manner that should’ve pissed her off but only dampened her spirit even more. “I’m not here to argue with you,” he started, tone soft. “I’m here to name Kid. Since you seem to think they like me best, that I’m their favorite, I’m gonna put my foot down. My name goes, got it?”

Casey opened her mouth, ready to argue, to fight because Kid was her–

Her…

She shut her mouth. It felt like she swallowed cement and it filled every empty space inside her.

Why did it hurt so much being hollow?

“I’m gonna name them after the greatest warrior I’ve ever known. The most badass, clever, coolest person in the history of… um… the universe,” he pressed on. He seemed more determined than he had in years. Kid did that for him–gave him a purpose, something that made him want to see a better future for this world. Raph was what Kid needed–no, deserved. He’d raise them right. “Cassandra Jones.”

Casey laughed dryly. “No need to full name me, Red. Name Kid Ghost Bear. I promise not to kick your ass.”

“No.” He made his way to her, staring at her like she created the unknown universe. “I’m naming them Cassandra Jones. Their friends can call them Casey.” She looked at him. Moments passed as neither of them spoke. Then, Raph’s brow furrowed and he held her face, wiping at something wet on her cheek. “Oh, Case.”

Why? What was wrong?

It took her a second to realize she was crying.

Why was she crying?

Her chest lurched and her throat felt tight.

Why was she laughing?

Kid tapped the skin next to her eye, babbling to her. She looked at them. At their face that was slowly gaining some baby fat back a little bit every day. At their skin and how it gained a healthier color since they met.

She grabbed them. She couldn’t hesitate. They were just a kid and they were alone. She never wanted to let them go.

“Oh, Raph,” she croaked, voice completely shot. “Casey Jr. I love it.” She smoothed down their hair, a wobbly smile on her face. “You’re perfect,” she told them. She wanted to tell them so much more but she couldn’t form the words. Raph stayed by her side, hand on her shoulder.

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#new chapter is up so guess who's posting the last one? please check out my fic i update most tuesdays :]#rottmnt #tmnt #save rottmnt #rottmnt fic #tmnt fic #rise casey jones #rise casey jones jr #rise raph #rise leo #rise mikey #rise donnie #rise april o'neil #rise cassandra jones #junior and his totally normal parents #tcest dni #<- i will block you get away from me

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heavensoared · 10 months

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ezrah. • bodyclaim. • headcanons. • isms. • memes. • threads.

Did you see that in the sky? It seems that EZRAH of House RYDER, the DRAGON RIDER of ONDERA has flown in. Their dragon, FANG, is protective over the FORTY-FIVE year old rider that looks a great deal like PEDRO PASCAL. Those that have had the honor of getting close to both dragon and rider have noted that they are PROTECTIVE & STRONG-WILLED but also CALLOUS & SHORT-TEMPERED.

basic info

full name — Ezrah Ryder

age — Forty-Five

kingdom — Ondera

gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns)

religion —follows Daganth & Aznas

occupation — Dragon Rider for his home kingdom Ondera

living arrangements — he has a few places he can crash, but he hardly stays in one place for long & usually follows danger across the lands (any bed will do)

physical info

face claim — Pedro Pascal

hair — brown / eyes — brown

height — five foot & eleven inches

clothing style — his armor is light, if durable enough to take a few hits, but it allows him to move fast during fights & avoid getting hit in the first place. he's rarely found without his armor, but if he is, his clothing style is rather simple. leather boots, breeches and plain tunics.

special characteristics — his body's covered in scars, but the most obvious one cuts across his left eye. he earned that one protecting a friend.

sexual preference — bottom switch

bio

ezrah was born without a name in a small village, abandoned by his mother before he opened his eyes for the first time. she fled as soon as she could & the infant was taken to the orphanage a few villages over, dropped off & forgotten. they didn't name him until he was three years old, one of the caretakers noticing his tendency to help other children escape from their locked rooms. helper. ezrah.

he prayed to the great aznas ever since he was a little boy, begging for salvation - for a life worth living, for purpose in a world that knew no mercy, but his prayers wouldn't be answered for many, many years.

the orphanage kept its children alive, but most of the caretakers had only little sympathy for those nobody wanted, especially those with an inclination to break the house rules. like ezrah. defiance grew within his heart, it festered alongside jealousy & disdain, which he let out on those who had the misfortune of crossing paths with him. violence, as inflicted upon him by older kids & caretakers alike was paid back tenfold to unsuspecting villagers & the law alike. he learned the rules of the street early on, found his own little niche to make due.

by the age of ten, ezrah had learnt the two most important rules of life. one. protect those who have your back. two. gods have mercy on those who stand between you & your next meal. three. fists are not the most effective weapons.

when the elder came into town, ezrah was not at the town square to find himself a dragon to hatch. he was there to make the haul of a lifetime. everybody who could walk had made their way over, but as the crowd surrounded the elder, he got pushed to the center with the other kids who all couldn't wait to get their hands on that stupid egg, but when it was more or less his turn he reached out for it on instinct, partially ...debating whether he could snatch it & run with it, partially .. wondering if his prayers from might've been heard after all.

& then it glowed. they took him to the magdani mountain after that. he was the only one to be taken from their small village that day. the egg that was entrusted to him hatched not long after he got settled. he was not like the other kids, he knew now boundaries, no discipline - no rules. he didn't even want that dragon. they promised him regular meals & he had to do nothing for them. literally nothing. of course he followed. the dragon entrusted into his care was born pitch black. like his soul. it fit his dark eyes & hair - almost like they were meant to be.

years of diligent training later, ezrah ... was still a little rascal, but an older one at that. the stable surrounding had done a great job at taming the wild boy the mountain once greeted into its arms, but everybody involved had come to agree that manners would forever be lost on the future dragon rider. so they did their best to succeed on all other fronts. anger management, temper control, a sense of honor, fighting skill improvement - everything ezrah would need to keep himself & his dragon alive.

ezrah had always been quick & light on his feet, a mobility that was worked into his training & choice of armor & weapons. by the time he was deemed ready to complete the ritual that would - once & for all bind him to fang, he'd come a long way. his skills honed to near perfection in the hopes of making up for the lack of social skills whatsoever, he had a decision to make. where to go?

one would think ezrah wouldn't want to return home after everything he'd seen, but the spite in the young man was strong, so when released into the world, he made his way back home to the kingdom of ondera. he ..swore his loyalty to no-one other than fang & himself, but if ..someone or something was to threaten the people of his home.. he might take it upon himself to help.

#intro post.#pinned post.#ezrah bio.

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