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dragon-spaghetti · 11 months

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The O'Neil Siblings

RAMBLE POST TIME WITH ART!! Okok so; in this au, Donnie is found by April and her family just after a storm. Splinter was out looking for supplies and was on his way back when the storm suddenly hit, but unfortunately his three remaining children are swept away when the alley kinda floods. A 2/3 year old April spots the squirming little turtle, and she gained a brother from there ✨

They grow up very close!! Their parents absolutely adore both of them, and they both attend school together (though in different year groups). To prevent as many questions about Donnie, he is just said to have some genetic conditions and wears many layers to hide as much of his skin as possible; hoodies, trousers, gloves, socks, scarves, the iconic purple mask, etc etc:

He's just a lil guy!! A fun fact that's a tangent for another day is that they were both actually friends w the purple dragons as kids :) but anyways

They've always been close. However, as they learn of the Hidden City etc at ages 14 and 16, things start to become tense as secrets are kept

Again, a tangent for another day, but they meet Mayhem, Draxum, Mikey, and most importantly here Raph all on the same day. Donnie and Raph then keep in contact and, despite knowing April would probs be fine with it, he.. finds himself keeping it a secret. This leads to many a misunderstanding as he starts sneaking around, meeting up with Raph to investigate wtf is happening

April is irritated by the secrecy, especially because she is not stupid. She can guess who he's hanging out with and what they're doing, and doesn't get why her brother is tryna keep it hush hush. So, tension. She actually meets Splinter after an argument with Donnie 🥲

It's around the time of Shadow Of Evil that everything kinda comes out, and they reveal everything to each other; Raph, Splinter, how Draxum is the turtles' creator, it's all out in the open finally and they both feel like a weight has been taken off their shoulders; no more secrets. It is from this moment that Splinter also promises to train them, as unbeknownst to the teenagers shit is really about to hit the fan as the Dark Armour is being rebuilt. However in the meantime they're back to being silly lmao

They aren't keeping things anymore, however there are still problems and fears; most notably, April is worried that Donnie has now found his 'true' family, that he'll leave her and their parents behind. Meanwhile, Donnie's fear of never being quite good enough is hitting harder after Many Unhappy Returns, scared he won't be accepted by Splinter and his brother(s) and also afraid that the family he grew up with will encourage him to leave now that he's found his 'own kind'. It's all paranoia obviously on both their fronts, none of that is an option for even a second, but it is haunting them

#drag's art #drag rambles #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt april #rottmnt april o'neil #flair for dramatics au #SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG #BIG TIRED 😭😭#but!! i hope yous enjoy hehe ;v;#i have so much more to say but I gotta cut myself off lmao

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waterfallofspace · 11 months

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9, 42, and 45 for a sick, sneezy vash please, if that’s okay? 😄

Thank you for the ask, of course that's okay!! (it does feature a hint of W/olfwood action too, just a smiiidge, hope that's alright hehe~ It's also a V/ashwood story since, well, I figured that would be alright~!) 1.9k words, prompts 9, 42, and 45, story under cut! 9. “You’re trembling.” 42. “Baby, you’re all sniffly.” 45. “Your nose is literally twitching.” (Brief mentions of anxiety just incase anyone doesn't like that!)

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“hn’chh-! hh’keshh-! ‘Scuse me, sorry.”

“I told ya, no need for the ‘pologies.”

“Y- you did but it’s a hahh... habit. hek’ishh-! Sor-”

A dark look from Wolfwood cuts off the apology, Vash being reduced to stuttering out some nonsensical syllables in his effort to recover. His leg is still, but there’s constant movement in his hands as they attempt to find something to grab onto. Anxiety was never a stranger to the man, despite apparent lack of concern for his own safety most of the time.

The town they find themselves in doesn’t have a motel, which isn’t that unique in these parts. They’ve grown quite used to sharing a room, or even just a bed, wherever they could find one. For instance, they’re currently sharing a guest room above the town bar. Not an awful crashpad, a couch, nice radio, their own bathroom.

It’s secluded from the rest of the bar too, giving them a bit of privacy. Sliding onto the bed, Wolfwood motions for Vash to join him. Surprise crosses his sharp features as the request is denied. Instead, Vash points himself towards the couch, offering a wave over his shoulder as he spins away. ‘Well that’s new…’

“What, suddenly too good to share a bed with me, Blondie?”

“Wh- what? No, not at all! I just… I figured you’d- en’chh-! ih’tshhie-! Excuse me, sorry. Where was I..? Oh right, m- maybe you’d want it to yourself this time and I don’t mind t- taking the couch.”

“‘Cause of your cold? I don’t care, now get over here.”

“Because of my- what? I’m… I’m not sick?”

Wolfwood doesn’t reply, instead he lets the uncomfortable silence settle over the room as he watches Vash. ‘Either he’s playing dumb, and doesn’t want to admit it, or the needle noggin really didn’t notice. Gotta know which before I make my move.’ Under the weight of tension starting to spread through the air, Vash gives a heavy sigh. The breath comes out shaky as his body vibrates, hands starting to rub his arms.

“You’re literally trembling. You tryna tell me that ain’t shivers?”

“It’s not! Well okay… I mean it is shivering, but not from sickness, it’s just cold in here, that’s all! ennchh-! Sorry, excuse me.”

The sneeze brings a fresh round of shudders as Wolfwood raises a brow at the display. ‘So denial it is then. If it was cold in ‘ere I’d’ve noticed long before him.’ A blessing almost slips out, but that’ll just lead to a new round of apologies. Right now it’s more important to get an admittance and go from there.

“Blondie, we’re in a fuckin’ desert. It’s not cold anywhere.”

“W- well they must have the air on! Or… or something… probably the air, b- because it’s so hot out, so they uh… they want it to be cool indoors.”

“Guess I should go ask ‘em to turn it off-”

“Hey- wait no, uh… it’s- it’s actually starting to uh… warm up..? D- don’t bother them. hk’ishiee-! Sorry. They let us stay here, I don’t- I mean we don’t want to be a burden on them-”

A hint of pride starts to break through Wolfwood’s mind as he grins. ‘And there it is. Gotcha.’ Vash has always been hesitant to be a burden. Not a horrible mindset to have for most people, ‘Hell, a few could use more of it’. The problem is that his definition of ‘burden’ includes things such as eating, sleeping, breathing, or simply existing when he’s not actively helping in some way.

Sickness was high on his list of ‘things that make me a burden on everyone I come in contact with’, despite Wolfwood’s constant reminders that he doesn’t mind. However, there is something above it, and that’s ‘bothering someone else’, especially when it’s for a made up reason. Given the choice between admitting sickness or waking the bartender to ask them to turn off the ‘air’ that doesn’t exist, well…

“-Okay fine. I might be… a little bit sick… but- hh’ishh’iee-! hehh- en’chhh-! heh’kshh’iew-!”

“Blessin’”

“Thank you, sorry, it’s really not that bad!”

“Then get in bed ‘fore it gets worse.”

“I uh… I really don’t think that’s-”

“I’ll even read from the book I’ve been finishin’. But that's a limited time offer, Blondie. Goin’ once, goin’ twice-”

Before he can start the next word, Vash hurls himself towards the bed, an excited set of vibrations starting to replace the shivers. Wolfwood chuckles, lifting the blanket from his legs to wrap it around Vash, giving his shoulders a light squeeze. In response the huddled form leans into his lap, head resting against his chest.

“Ready?”

“Yehh… yep!”

“Alright. The second reason he realized she was gone was from the smell. The air had lost a sweetness. One he’d grown so used to he hardly recognized it anymore. That is, until it was gone. -----”

Wolfwood continues reading, his focus being drawn away from the world once more. ‘Would’ve thought romance books were more Blondie’s thing, but… well… after he gave me that one about the garden love story… I guess I could understand the appeal… But only because Vash likes it when I read them. That’s all.’ No one else can hear him, but Wolfwood still feels the need to justify the surge of emotion starting to creep through his heart.

Maybe it was the fact Vash had given him them. Maybe it was the fact that blondie was gazing up with a hazy adoration as each word leaves his throat. Doesn’t really matter why. All that matters is how the words seem to glide off the page, through his deep voice to dance around their heads, playing out each scene as he reads them. This sensation is short lived though, as soon he feels himself snapping back to the bedroom where a soft sound has begun.

“hkk-! guhh…”

“Brushing the branches from his uh… from his face, he starts to cut through the dense forest.”

“heHh-! hhh… Snnff-”

“T- the branches, oh wait read that already, ah here we go. The dense forest. Eyes seem to be peering at him through the-”

“hahHhh- snff- hkIH-! hehh…”

“Through the, uh, the-”

“hhih-!”

“Christ, Blondie. Just sneeze already.”

Vash’s head pops out from its blanket cocoon against Wolfwood’s chest, a pink tint spread across his cheeks that has nothing to do with his cold. Bringing up a single finger to lightly rub his nose, Vash tries to offer a sincere smile. What instead crosses his face is a look that just screams itchy. Wolfwood feels a sympathy tickle through his own nose.

“Wh- what?”

“Your nose is literally twitching. You’re makin’ me itchy from the look of it. Jus’ sneeze, it’s okay. I’ll even pause my readin’.”

“I- I don’t… okay yehh… yes I do- I’m so sorry ehH-!”

“Don’t ‘pologize. Nothin’ to be ‘shamed of.”

“eH’tmmfshh-! hh’mmshhii-! hk’ishh’ieee-!”

He attempts to muffle the first two into his hand, the third escaping with a pitch that sounds incredibly unsatisfying. ‘No wonder he always has these long drawn out fits. Those sound like they do nothin’ to relieve the itch.’ Pausing his analysis, Wolfwood leans towards the nightstand, grabbing a handful of tissues and pressing them into Vash’s unused hand.

A timid smile meets the gesture as Vash brings them to his nose, humming a sigh. The action seems to bring a new level of irritation, his breath snaring as the tissues are gripped tighter. It teases him for a minute, Wolfwood choking back a laugh at the whimper the tissues barely muffle. Finally, after what seems like a lifetime, a desperate “hnnchh-! ih’tishiee-! keshh’ii-!” break through. Wolfwood lets a knuckle crush his own nose, sympathy waves running through it again.

“Blessin’.”

“Thanks. Sor-”

“You’re only welcome if you don’t finish that apology.”

“-So are you gonna keep reading..? hih’ishhiee-! hk’ieshh-! Excuse me.”

“Blessin’s. Good save, Blondie. Remind me where we were?”

“Eyes in the- eh’kshhiee-! forest.”

“Blessin’, alright. So- wait… hold on a sec.”

Wolfwood lets the book rest on his knees, staring up through his sunglasses at the ceiling. Vash attempts to follow his gaze, but can’t notice anything worth staring at. Deciding to ask, Vash leans up to meet his eyes. Hardly a noise escapes before Wolfwood holds up a finger to silence him, tilting his sunglasses down and blinking through the brightness.

“huh’yIEZzshh’oo-! ai’GNZSHhh’oo-! Whew, that’s better.”

“Oh- bless you! Did- did I get-”

“No you didn' get me sick. My immune system ain’t nearly as fragile as yours.”

“Hey! Well then, is- hh’tieshh’ii-! Excuse me. Is something bothering you?”

“Nah, jus’ a tickle. Think it was ‘cause of the itchy look you were wearin’.”

“Oh, okay! S- sorry…”

“Nothin’ to be sorry for, Blondie. Now, back to the book?"

"Yes!"

"Eyes seem to be peering at him through the darkness. Watching his every step, daring him to come closer. Daring him to betray his heart alongside his kingdom. What did they know? Surely not his heart. That was something that couldn’t be known by anyone, not after her. ------.”

Wolfwood feels the words flow from him once more, almost before his eyes can trace their forms on the page. Figures begin their dance, chasing each other in beautiful patterns through the humid air. The only thing pulling him from the daydream that he finds himself in far too often with Vash is the sound of constant sniffles.

There is an outright refusal to address the noises, so instead Wolfwood continues reading, making it through another two chapters before giving in and setting the book back down. Vash looks up with an innocent gaze, absentmindedly rubbing his palm against his nose as another sniff breaks free.

“Baby, you’re all sniffly. You can blow your nose.”

The pet name gets the reaction it was meant to, Vash suddenly laser focused on Wolfwood’s every word. ‘Alright, easy now with this next part. He’s jus’ about there, gotta be delicate. Which… has never really been my strong suit.’ There’s a hint of unease beneath Vash’s smile, palm crushing against his face again.

“I know you’re sick, Vash. You told me that earlier. So you can drop the ruse.”

“We- well…”

“It’s just us.”

Vash flushes as Wolfwood passes him another handful of tissues, but brings them to his nose anyways. He turns away, ever mindful of others, and blows a couple times. The first seems unsuccessful, but by the third he manages to get a semblance of airflow through his sinuses.

Giving a heady sigh of relief, Vash turns back to Wolfwood, mouth open as if to form words. He never gets the chance, the next breath through his sensitive nasal passages bringing his hands up to his face by instinct. Wolfwood chuckles, letting a hand drop to rub his back through the fit.

“hH’ieshh’ie-! keshhh’iee-! hihh- tnnshhii-! Ih’tieshhiee-!”

“Blessin’s. Heh, you’re awfully adorable at times, Blondie.”

“I am no- heH’ishh-! hk’ishh-! tieshh’iee-! not!”

Humming out another laugh, Wolfwood brushes the hair from Vash’s warm skin, planting a kiss on his forehead. Vash responds with a sigh, airy and light, before he sinks back into Wolfwood’s chest, wrapping himself deeper into the blanket. A smirk crosses Wolfwood’s face, ‘Not cute, huh?’ before he lifts the book once more.

There, in the safety of Wolfwood’s embrace, Vash finds himself drifting off to sleep, figures dancing through his mind as the deep voice fades off into a peaceful darkness.

#waterfallasks #waterfallwrites #thank you for the request!! Hopefully this is acceptable compensation for the wait~ haha #I'm over the burn out that I was feeling before so I'm hopeful I'll get quite a few done!#but i also don't wanna sink back into it- so it might be a touch slower than before~~!!!#but as always if there's something specific you wanna see #feel free to send in a request and I'll see what I can do!#long as you don't mind a bit of a wait~ I promise I love getting them!! sparks my mind hehe~#anyways- hope anyone who reads this enjoys some v/ashwood sweetness~#t/rigun s/tampede #v/ash #v/ashwood #w/olfwood #snz

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natasha-in-space · 11 months

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Just wanted to let you know I've been scrolling through your writings and I'm so in love. <3

As for my request.. GE Saeran or Ray planting flowers/ tending the garden with MC? I need a little more fluff in my life. :)

"Y/N? What are you doing out here?"

"Oh, Ray!" You immediately perked up at the sound of the voice you knew so well, jumping up onto your feet from the small patch of soil you were crouching in before and turning to face him fully, a giddy smile slowly forming on your face as you took in his curious gaze. It was akin to an instinct that you couldn't control. The sight of him there made you feel so happy that it was hard to contain your excitement. "Sorry. Were you worried for me? I knew I should have texted you..."

"No, no, it's quite alright... You're one of us now, and Magenta is your home. I'm just... surprised." He smiled sheepishly at you, his shoulders relaxing little by little as he took in your cheery demeanor. It was apparent to you that your new status was a strange change for him, despite his efforts to make you feel comfortable. After all, he has grown so close with you in the last couple of weeks... It was probably hard for him to view you as a fellow believer now, rather than his precious tester.

You quickly dusted yourself off before picking up a plastic water can that you were busy working with before. "Well, I wanted to plant some flowers! It was supposed to be a surprise for you, but... I'm, uh, actually kind of struggling here. The gardener I saw acted all antsy around me for some reason, so I didn't want to bother the poor guy. Say... if you, maybe, have some free time on your hands... could you help me out? Just a little?"

After all, it was worth a shot trying to ask him.

"Well, of course! You've done so much for me ever since I came here! I simply wanted to repay the favor. After all, I know how much you love your flower friends. So, can you lend me a hand so that I don't kill any of these poor innocent seedlings?" You chat with him in a lighthearted tone, eager to keep the mood pleasant and comfortable between the two of you. Ray had a tendency to get lost in his own thoughts at times! And, you wanted to distract him a bit from the recent mess up with the Savior that has kept him stressed and anxious throughout the last week.

Ray's eyes practically lit up as you said that, revealing a pale blush on his cheeks in a matter of seconds. He seemed to be rather taken aback by your invitation... in a good way, from what you could see. "A... A surprise? For me...?"

"O-Of course. I'd love to." Although there was a slight stutter in his soft voice, he took a small step towards you. His eyes locked onto yours with an emotion that was a mix between gratitude and admiration. It appears that he was ready for the task after all!

"Great! So, uh, I'm actually unsure of how much water the soil needs, so could you help me with that? Those are white camelia seedlings... I read up on the right way to plant them, but it's not as easy as I thought." You explained to him with an awkward chuckle, crouching down next to the small spot of fresh soil you've chosen to plant in and gesturing around all the gardening equipment you managed to bring out with you. Although the gardener believer was anxious, he was willing to carry all the heavy stuff for you, and you were grateful for that.

He made it look so easy... like it was second nature to him. You only wished he could have more time and freedom on his hands to pursue these small activities that actually brought him joy... but, since you didn't want to ruin the moment, you never brought up this forbidden topic at hand.

Soon, you were both working in comfortable silence, nothing but the gentle rustle of greenery and the evening melody of crickets interrupting the sound of your gradual progress. Although, by this time, you spent more energy on ogling Ray than actually gardening. You couldn't help yourself! He looked so graceful as his hands placed each tiny seed in its respective hole... You never knew something like gardening could even look graceful! But, oh, what you liked most of all was seeing how... peaceful Ray's gaze has become the longer you worked. He appeared completely relaxed at this moment, enjoying doing something he loved and not worrying about anything. For this brief magical moment, at the very least.

"Oh hey, that one looks like a kitty!" You called out, pointing out the specific cluster of clouds you were talking about, with a silly snicker falling from your lips. There was something so... relaxing about doing this with him. It's possible to forget the huge imposing castle made of white marble towering behind you and, for a brief moment, find yourself free as a bird amidst these fluffy clouds. It was bittersweet, in a way.

The initial plan was to help you with your gardening effort, but it turned out to be cloud-watching as you sat next to each other on the lush grass, your arms barely touching. The closeness is just right to make your heart race, but not too much to cause anything prohibited within Mint Eye. Sort of like a secret date.

"I'm afraid I can't really see that, but your imagination is something definitely worth of admiration." Ray chuckled quietly, shaking his head a bit as he glanced at you with amusement before returning his attention to the rosy evening sky above.

"Y-Yes?" He stuttered, his gaze now glued to you, even as his cheeks grew redder and redder as he inevitably took notice of just how close your faces truly were now that you laid your head on his shoulder.

As you laid your head on his shoulder, sighing with a sense of peacefulness that enveloped you like a warm blanket, he jolted and made a tiny adorable squeak at your sudden touch. You were aware that he didn't object to this. Ray was someone almost as touch-starved as you... although, it took you some time to realize that his jumpy reactions weren't made out of discomfort, but rather unfamiliarity with such gestures of affection. "...Ray?"

"Do you know the meaning of white camelia?"

"That's right. You're adorable." You whispered affectionately to him, as if it were a secret meant only to be shared between you, then leaning in and leaving a chaste kiss on the tip of his nose.

Your question caused his flustered mind to scramble and his eyes to grow wide. It wasn't long before a shaky gasp came from his lips, making you giggle in response.

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #mm #saeran choi #ray choi #choi saeran #choi ray #mystic messenger ray #ray x reader #saeran x reader #I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG OMG WORK HAS BEEN KICKING MY BUTT LATELY #i literally squealed when i saw this request - your art is so so pretty!!#thank u for loving my silly little writings <3 #i hope u enjoy this secret date with ray hehe #btw yes the gardener believer is v #i just find it hilarious how the poor guy practically has a heart attack whenever he has to interact with someone while in disguise #so he's a little easter egg!

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ryuusea · 7 months

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🔍🎩🎀 Making of 『Hidden Region』

Happy TRIGGER anniversary 🎉

I hope you all have fun looking at and finding all the little references in here! 🤫🤭

Yes I still am obsessed with this music video.

#TRIGGER #idolish7 #yaotome gaku #tsunashi ryuunosuke #kujou tenn #hidden region #for all my yuumori followers who don’t go to i7 know that this MV was what reminded me that yuumori had been on my to-watch-list #i7 #yes I put my own cresrise art as one of the frames art hehe #I worked too long on that not to lol #me @ yuumori friends go watch that MV for saito soma as a moriarty again fufu #also I guess this blessed my gacha luck bc I pulled hidden region gaku last night SOBS #drawing yuumori obsessively has made me get faster at drawing and gotten better at drawing this kinda clothes ;v;

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plushievash · 2 months

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did i see a while back that vice has a daughter? please elaborate :-)

yes !! vice is indeed a dilf <3

unfortunately, hes a dilf in mourning bc she is gone </3 but she was a sweet little girl who was an excellent thief like her dad shes his reason for multiclassing into vengeance paladin she was his source of true happiness and purpose so when she was snuffed out he vowed to avenge her and find a way to bring her back no matter the cost, he mainly blames himself though, and his vow was to kill all those responsible for her early demise, so he counts himself as the final target to fulfill his oath hes an assassin but hes also looking for a way to basically take her place, so that she could live the life she never got to :( hed do anything to "make it right" he doesnt let anyone in on that last part because he doesnt want to be stopped, its only until you forge a truly unbreakable bond with him does he reveal his end goal (to which, with a bond that strong, if you play your cards right, you just may be able to convince him that hes repented enough) :') ive thought a lot abt him as both my silly little guy i play and also how hed work as a companion with a quest and all hehe

#assk #ocs #vice #lucetta #ty briar !! <3 #i have lots to say abt them but i didnt wanna make a mile long post ALJSFLEH #basically hes my silly little oc who helps me w/ my own grief <3 #hes v special 2 me <3 #back to studying for me hehe

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4m4zing-gracie · 7 days

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[ N, Uzi, J and V are are in the cafeteria of a prison, seated at their own table. Many different prisoners, human, alien and robot alike, are minding their own business around them. ]

Uzi: If we're gonna get out of here, we're gonna need to get into that watchtower. And to do that, I'm gonna need a few things. The guards wear security bands to control their ins and outs. I need one.

N: Leave it to me.

Uzi: That dude, there. I need his prosthetic leg.

N: His leg?

Uzi: Yeah. I mean, I don't need the rest of him. Look at him, he's useless.

N: All right.

Uzi: And finally, on the wall back there is a black panel. Blinky yellow light. Do you see it?

N: Yeah.

Uzi: There's a quarnyx battery behind it. Purplish box, green wires. To get into that watchtower, I definitely need it.

[ In the background, V is walking towards the watchtower, the rest of the group being completely oblivious to her plans. ]

J: How are we supposed to do that?

Uzi: Well, supposedly, these bald-bodies think you're cute and huggable. So, maybe you can work out some sort of trade.

J: ....You must be joking.

Uzi: No, I really heard they think you're cute and huggable.

N: Look, it's 20 feet up in the air, and it's in the middle of the most heavily-guarded part of the prison. It's impossible to get up there without being seen.

[ As N explains, V climbs and sits on the small railing in front of the watchtower, and uses her tail to reach said battery. ]

Uzi: Well I got one plan, and that plan requires a frickin' quarnyx battery, so FIGURE IT OUT!

[ V takes the cover off the battery and throws it away, and it hits some guy in the head and knocks him out ]

Uzi: Can I get back to it? Thanks. Now, this is important. Once the battery is removed, everything is gonna slam into emergency mode.

[ In the back, V is attempting to pull the battery off the wall with her tail. ]

Uzi: Once we have it, we gotta move quickly, so you definitely need to get that last.

[ V gives a sharp tug, and the lights turn off, an emergency alarm sounding in the back. Uzi, J and N turn to see V holding the battery with her tail, a smug smile on her face. ]

Uzi: Or we could just get it first and improvise!

#listen; i had this in my head for a long freakin' time. i had to post about it eventually #ofc I did have to change some stuff since 1; the drones are teens and 2; it would be funnier hehe #do not tag as ship #murder drones uzi #murder drones n #serial designation j murder drones #serial designation v murder drones #murder drones v #murder drones j #serial designation n murder drones #serial designation v #serial designation n #serial designation j #uzi doorman #murder drones uzi doorman #murder drones incorrect quotes #source: guardians of the galaxy #incorrect murder drones quotes #incorrect quotes murder drones

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