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angryaromantics · 9 months
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Aromantic, as in I will die alone. Aromantic, as in we all will. But only one of us has stacked the deck and shuffled the cards, has seen the tower, the bullet, the fire. Only one of us has skin as thick as the brick wall I used to climb as a child, finding crumbling footholds and loose trajectories. I was alone then, too.
Aromantic as in, you can’t split an atom, but I can. You’re set in your ways, but I am god. You’ve been pushing the same damn eggs around on your plate across the breakfast table from the partner you haven’t liked in three years. I’m on a plane splitting each minute into subatomic particles. 
Aromantic as in, you’ve never felt this way before. It’s too deep for you to swim, but not me. I’m swimming with the fishes now, baby, seeing colors you can’t fucking see. Blue and yellow and green green green! From far away, everything’s green, and I’m swimming lower and flying higher than you would believe.
Aromantic as in better than you. Aromantic as in you didn’t hear the sarcasm in that, did you? Not quite smart enough, are you? Almost like you’re overcompensating for something, aren’t you? Aromantic as in it’s never been about you. Aromantic as in fuck you, baby. Literally. Fuck. You.
I've closed the door, but I’m flying, babe. You'll never know. Can’t see me now, can you? I'm alone.
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dandylovesturtles · 7 months
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Trick: Leo and Draxum
Had an idea here for an End Game AU where:
the boys don't escape, and for whatever reason Splinter can't break out either
Draxum reads the room a little better on what will happen when he puts that Dark Armor on
the boys did a better repair job on the helmet
idk what specific warnings to put on this but uh Leo is straight up not having a good time
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Leo sees Draxum coming toward their cage, and knows they've run out of time to try for an escape attempt. Instinctively he moves closer to his brothers. He feels them closing ranks beside him, too.
"Now now, there's no need for such ugly looks." Draxum looks entirely too smugly satisfied as he surveys them, just outside of striking range on his side of the bars. "You should feel honored. I have a place for each of you in my glorious army."
"Thanks, but we're too young to enlist," says Leo automatically. He feels Raph shift behind him.
"And yet that hasn't stopped you from interfering with my plans at every turn. But that ends now."
Draxum crosses his arms behind his back, looking over each of them in turn. Leo doesn't like it at all; it makes him feel like a piece of meat being considered for grilling.
"Each of you will have your use," Draxum continues. "Snapping turtle, you are incredibly strong, both physically and mystically. And I have seen you lead your team. Rough around the edges to be sure, but you will make a fine general.
"Box turtle, you have an unusually high amount of untapped mystical energy. Under my instruction, you will become someone truly formiddable.
"And softshell, you are clearly highly intelligent. A shame you have wasted your talents on the human schools of invention, but rest assured, I can teach you all you need to know.
"And finally, the red-eared slider."
"Don't forget my winning personality and gorgeous smile," Leo quips.
In response, Draxum regards him coolly.
"Compared to your brothers, you are mediocre in every way. Your mystic potential is above average, but much weaker than the rest. You are not nearly so strong or intelligent, and while you have some physical talent, it's outweighed by your insufferable attitude."
It shouldn't sting. It shouldn't. Draxum's just a crummy villain, who cares what he has to say?
Leo chuckles nervously, shuffling back. "Mediocre? No way, I'm the best! Come on, guys, tell 'im."
This is where his brothers should chime in. Donnie should say, "No, he's right." Or Mikey should back Leo up, shouting down Draxum.
None of that happens. Instead, Raph is the one who moves, putting a hand on Leo's shoulder and physically moving him to the back, putting himself bodily between Leo and Draxum.
"None of us are joinin' your army," Raph growls.
"This is not something you have a choice in." Draxum waves a hand. "Now, I will be taking the slider with me."
Abruptly the bottom of the cage under Leo starts to sink, and he yelps, flailing his hands out for his brothers. Donnie and Mikey grab on, trying to hold him, but as the bottom of the cage falls out a strong vine grips his ankle and yanks, pulling him out of their grasp.
"Leo!" they yell after him.
Outside the cage, Leo hangs suspended in vines that grip him by every limb and around the middle. Draxum turns on his heel and walks away, and the vines carry him along after.
He tries to turn back and see his brothers, who are still making a racket, tries to smile reassuringly, but the vines hold him too tightly, and he can't.
"Hey, hey," he says. "If I'm so mediocre, what do you even need me for, huh?"
"Relaaax," says Draxum, with an easygoing tone that Leo doesn't like at all. "I said I had a place for each of you, and I meant it."
The first thing Leo sees as they enter the next room is the Dark Armor, standing fully complete at the top of a dais. The next thing he sees is his dad, trapped inside a similar cage - the moment he sees Leo, he rushes to the bars, slamming at them hard.
It doesn't even make a dent.
"Draxum!" he roars. "You said you would let them go!"
Draxum looks over at Splinter, shrugging.
"I lied."
Leo doesn't have to wonder what kind of deal his father made for their release. That helmet wasn't there before.
"I kept wondering why the Foot Clan was so eager for me to get inside the Dark Armor when before they had been so adamantly against me getting anywhere near it," says Draxum, talking about things Leo frankly couldn't care less about. "And then I realized... there is... a hunger in this armor. It will not awaken to its full strength until it is fed."
He looks back at Leo with a smile. "That's where you come in."
"Oh no, it doesn't want me," says Leo fast. "I'm way too lean! At least fatten me up for a few weeks first."
"It does not want you flesh, fool. It wants your mystic energy."
Leo grimaces. "Well, you just said I'm pretty mediocre in that department, soooo..."
"I said you are weaker than your brothers. But you still have plenty to sate the armor."
"You sure? I mean, maybe you should find someone with more, uh, mystic energy juice."
Draxum pauses, turning to look him in the eyes. "Very well. I suppose I could go get the box turtle-"
Leo swallows hard. "No," he says, voice resolute. "Not him."
"Good. Then we are agreed."
"No!" shouts Splinter, and he sounds so terrified that it shakes Leo. His dad has never sounded like that. "Draxum, please! He is just a child!"
"Again with this objection when it never seemed to matter before," says Draxum, like he's bored. He begins pulling Leo toward the armor.
"Please! Don't do this!" Splinter slams into the bars again, but they don't budge. "Take me instead! Just do not do this to him!"
"Shut up, you doddering old rat," snaps Draxum, and vines wrap around Splinter, silencing him. "I still have my uses for you, too. Don't worry - I can always make you a replacement son."
"No replacing perfection," says Leo, feeling lightheaded and nonsensical, and a vine around his mouth silences him, too.
He's pulled on the dais. Draxum slides each piece of the armor onto his body, one by one. It's too big for him, and he feels like he's being swallowed by some gaping maw, sliding down into the stomach of a fearsome beast.
This is where the rescue is supposed to happen. His brothers are supposed to burst in, having made a daring escape. His dad is supposed to display some heretofore unseen power and kick Draxum's butt. Divine intervention from his ancestors is supposed to shield him, and he should be free to go home, where he can laugh with his family about the whole crazy incident and how he's apparently good for nothing but a blood sacrifice to a demonic spirit.
The rescue doesn't happen. Instead, he watches, eyes wide and full of fear, breathing too fast against his gag, as Draxum smiles gleefully and puts the helmet on.
The pain is indescribable. The vines finally fall away from his mouth, and it doesn't matter because all he can do is scream.
Draxum was right; there's something hungry in the armor. It's eating him alive now, not his flesh but his spirit, ripping the energy right out of his veins, peeling him apart at the seams. It feeds on him, on every part of his flagging mind - even his fear is delicious to it. And when he feels like he has no more he can give, when he's certain that this is the end, when the darkness starts to roll over his consciousness, pulling him down, he hears a voice - one full of hatred and rage and a dark satisfaction.
Thank you, Hamato.
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levmada · 7 months
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how it started :(
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…& how it ended :)
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apathetic-arsonist · 2 months
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hank j ugly as fuck but he serves cunt
his face is horrible to look at but he knows how to dress
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gaytoru · 7 months
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sometimes i think satosugu & shokohime
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evankinard · 2 months
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poughkeepsies was sick. to this day still don’t know how to pronounce it and lowkey didn’t know what it meant for a while. i was like yea that’s a weird fandom thing lmfao. but nevertheless it had ~character~
come off anon I'm gonna super boop you with tongue
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vorish-wonderland · 1 year
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Rook decides to gather all of his targets (including you) in one room and have some fun. He shrinks everyone, and... it's time for the hunt to begin.
Includes: soft/safe vore, unwilling prey, fearplay
★✦A Predatory Medley✦★
☆゚⁠.⁠⁠・⁠。゚☆゚⁠.⁠⁠・⁠。゚☆゚⁠.⁠⁠・⁠。゚☆゚⁠.⁠⁠・⁠。゚☆゚⁠.⁠*⁠・⁠。゚
Everyone is in one place.
Leona, Ruggie, Azul, Jade, Floyd........... and you, for some reason.
"Ah... what a shame Monsieur Fier-a-Bras could not attend. I would have quite enjoyed having him here... I would have also enjoyed having the Roi du Dragons here, but, ah, c'est la vie." Rook sighed.
"So why'd you bring us all here, Seagull?" Floyd asked, making sure he kept his arms around you. He's been real clingy all day...
"Ah! I simply wish to share with you an interesting potion I've created! It's a shrinking potion which can usually only be crafted underwater, as it turns into a gas the second it makes contact with oxygen, however, I have created it on land! How impressive, non?"
"Uh... yeah. Real impressive, I guess..." Ruggie awkwardly said. "......so can we go now?"
"Ah, not yet... I do have something more to show you."
"No, I'm leaving." Leona said.
"Me too, I don't trust this one bit." Azul added.
"Oh dear! No no! You can't leave yet!" Rook insisted, running to the door. "I still have to do something!"
"And that would be...?" Jade trailed off, hoping Rook would finish his sentence.
"This."
Rook let go of the potion, letting it fall to the ground. The glass shattered in every direction as Rook quickly left the room and held the door shut.
"THE HELL?!" Leona screamed, pounding on the door. "THAT BASTARD TRAPPED US IN HERE!"
Your eyes darted to the liquid on the ground. You noticed it start popping and fizzing, almost looking like it was somehow bringing itself to a boil...
"Ah! L-look! The potion, it's-!"
And then, the entire room became filled with a magic gas.
"DON'T BREATHE IN!!" Ruggie yelled, placing a hand over his mouth. "QUICK, FIND A WINDOW!"
"There aren't any in here, genius!" Leona sarcastically said. "Octotwerp! Get your damn goons to help me break the door down!"
"I've said it multiple times, they don't answer to me!" Azul yelled.
"I would help you, however, it seems the potion is already taking it's effects on us..." Jade mentioned.
That's when you and everyone else realized that... the room seemed to be slowly getting bigger.
After everything stopped, Rook entered the room once more.
"Ah! It worked!" Rook excitedly said, grabbing Ruggie first. "And now, for what I've been waiting on so patiently for~"
Rook dropped Ruggie into his mouth, and then...
Gulp.
You were completely horrified.
Floyd suddenly picked you up and started running away... somewhere. It looks like everyone else had a similar idea.
You and Floyd hid behind some stones and artifacts just as you saw Azul get grabbed.
"I think we'll be safe here... I am not letting Seagull eat me." Floyd scowled. "You ok?"
"I'm fine, but... w-why would Rook do this...?" You asked, very nearly on the verge of tears. You've always been a bit of a scaredy cat, but this... this was too much.
"Well... y'know... I'll be sure to, um, keep you safe." Floyd blushed, looking away from you.
"You... you would really do that for me?"
"Of course I would..." He sighed. "But I can't believe he was right! Seabream read my palm earlier and told me somethin' was definitely gonna go wrong today, and I don't think it could go any more 'wrong' than this..."
"Haha, yeah, I guess you're right!" You said, trying to deal with the situation.
You then notice Floyd's expression change to pure terror as he grabbed you by the shoulders. Before you could ask what was going on, he shoved you to the side, and then...
"Shrimpy, you have to run."
He was grabbed by Rook.
You immediately started running as fast as you possibly could.
You heard the sound of something being swallowed, and it wasn't long before you were grabbed as well.
"Bonjour, (Y/N), mon petit crevette, as Monseuir Malfeasant would call you~" Rook smiled widely.
"P-please, I... I don't..."
"Oh? Whatever is the matter, petit crevette?" Rook asked. "Are you perhaps missing your dearest murène? Ohhh... how sad that is... but don't worry! You and he will be reunited in due time... ah! How beautiful this is! You're willing to be eaten just to be reunited with your dearest murène!"
"W-WHY ME?! WHAT'D I DO?!" You screamed and cried.
My my, what are with these tears? I'm simply trying to reunite you and Monseuir Malfeasant!" Rook said, dragging his finger gently across your face to wipe your tears. Rook placed a hand to his mouth as he let out a small burp. "Ah... excuse-moi... they're being quite rude in there. You can calm them down, I hope."
You couldn't stop yourself from crying.
"I'm sure you see right through me. And I needn't explain myself to you." Rook glared. "Now, en vous allez."
Rook then placed you in his mouth.
Then, he swallowed you whole as if you were nothing at all.
You were hyperventilating and screaming and kicking and hitting, just trying to do anything.
"That's quite rude of you, (Y/N)." You heard Rook say. "If you're smart, you'll knock that off."
That terrified you into stopping.
You ended up falling directly into the arms of someone.
"Huh. Well that's a coincidence." It's... Floyd. He caught you. "You didn't do a great job at running away, didja-?" You immediately grabbed onto him and started sobbing once more. "Wha- Hey! Hey, hey, calm down! Calm down, Shrimpy! We're gonna be fine, ok? The teacher's would definitely notice if a group of students suddenly went missing, then they'd eventually pin the crime on Seagull, so he can't hurt us."
"A-are you sure.....?"
"...mostly."
And then, Jade arrived.
"Rook is not planning on letting us go and is going to let us die in here." Jade said as he fell down onto the squishy flesh.
Knowing Jade, he was messing with you, but the stress was too much and you burst out crying yet again.
"Great, now they're crying again." Leona rolled his eyes. "Can this day get any worse?"
"Oh yes. I heard them panicking and thought that would be fun." Jade smiled. "My apologies, (Y/N)."
"Ahh!! How wonderful!" Rook squealed. "Oh if only I had the Roi du Dragons to top this all off, but alas... I suppose this is good enough, for now... I'll have to get him some other time."
Rook contently rubbed his stomach, he adored this feeling.
"Though, how ironic it is that NRC's predators found themselves eaten, swallowed whole by a simple human." Roook laughed to himself. "It seems the hunters have become the hunted, hmhm~"
Rook laughed to himself as he began to clean up the glass on the floor.
You didn't like how noisy it was. You didn't like how the walls were contorting and constricting around you. You didn't like how moist and humid it was.
Floyd made sure to keep you in a tight hug the whole time, calming you down enough to not pass out from fear.
Leona had accepted this for now and somehow fallen asleep despite the situation.
Ruggie was still kicking at the walls, trying to get Rook to spit everyone out, sighing every now and again as if he knew it wouldn't do anything.
Azul and Jade were discussing... something, probably businesss.
You lay back, resting your head on Floyd's chest, letting yourself close your eyes and taking a deep breath.
"Good to see everybody's calmed down." Rook said. "I'll let you all out in due time."
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zeivira · 7 months
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So I wrote a Re: Zero x Mob Psycho 100 fic
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And focused on Kenichi/Naoko, Reigen & Mob?? Yep.
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doyouknowthemossinman · 5 months
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Walking in a winter wonderland~
happy holidays!! have a boy!!! i wrote a silly fic about him and the cat he found in the pizzeria <3
[the fic in question]
[the knight guard au, loml]
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dantaliones · 1 year
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“Napoleon? Napoleon? Come in, Napoleon?”
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lilyanne4evr · 4 months
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DanandphilDanandphilDanandphilDanandphil ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
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fallenangelkitten · 4 months
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I want to be treated like a princess but you’re the villain and I’m your captive
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snailsnfriends · 1 year
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FIVE COMMANDMENTS, a ctommy poem - a set of biblical principles relating to ethics and worship that play a fundamental role in love and love and love and love.
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vilf-lover · 10 months
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me when any redacted boi:
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backtochicago · 1 month
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roetrolls · 9 months
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Now I have TWO bears with anxiety
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