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virgilisspidey · 1 year

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Here uh...

Have this short prompt thingy that i made because i was blind and thought the ask said "raph + flowers"

It's my first time writing anything romance related.

"Flowers"

Okay…

He can do this…

He can definitely do this…

“Raphael?”

Okay, maybe he can’t do this.

It’s been a while since Mona last visited, which coincidentally brought another world ending event to their horizon, but seeing her here without having to worry about some stupid aliens messing with them is much more refreshing and anxiety inducing because…

He asked her out on a date.

Which wasn’t in her culture apparently.

So he had to sit her down and explain it to her right in front of his infuriating brothers. It was so embarrassing, it took everything in him not to throw his brothers out of the pit right away when Mona said yes, she would go on this date thing.

She wanted to appreciate earthly customs and who was he to deny her that?

“Uh… Hey…” Raph says, voice cracking.

Wow… way to go Raph, go ahead and embarrass yourself even more. Mona seemed to smile at him, which absolutely made his heart flutter. Casey said guys were supposed to be the ones making the girls swoon, but Mona was a big exception. That makes her special.

He clears his throat, making Mona tilt her head curiously.

“I uh… brought you something.” He says, taking out the single rose he may or may not have stolen from someone else’s garden.

It looked like it missed a few petals from how fast Raph was running through the rooftops to get to his date in time, there were still a bunch of the spikes he didn’t manage to get off, but otherwise it was perfect.

“What is it?” Mona asks, looking down at the strange thing in Raph’s hand.

She’s never seen anything quite like it before.

“Oh it’s uh… it’s a flower.” Raph answers. “Well… a rose specifically… do you not have this in your place?”

Mona delicately plucked the flower from Raph’s hands, her eyes never leaving the vibrant red petals that were almost the same shade as the other’s mask.

“A flower?” She repeats. “We do have flowers, yes, but none are as red as these.”

“Really? What do plants look like on your planet?”

“For one, the leaves are blue rather than green.” She gestures to the rose’s leaves and stem. “Are all flowers like this on Earth?”

Raph was watching her now. The way she looked at the rose he gave her, she was very fascinated about something he just mostly took for granted.

“No… actually.” Raph finds himself saying as he was mesmarized by her sight. “We have a ton of other flowers, all in the colors of the rainbow, even.”

“How beautiful.” She says. “All plants on Salamandria are blue except for our fruits.”

“Well… blue is actually pretty rare to find in nature here on Earth.” Raph says. “Well… uh… I think so? Donnie says so anyway so uh…”

“I am loving your planet, Raphael.” Mona nuzzles her nose on Raph’s cheek, making him freeze. “Perhaps you can show me more about these flowers on another date?”

“A-another!?”

“Would you not want a date? Have I overstepped?”

“No! No! I would love to go on another date with you, Mona!”

“I’m glad.”

Raph smiles.

He’ll bring Mona every single flower in the world, he promises.

He’ll show her how beautiful Earth can be.

#tmnt 2012 #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012 #ramona

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aroacenita · 3 years

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What's Yasha's relationship with Stu? Are there any issues, or do they get along well?

Also, any other friends around the park for her? :0

*Inhales*

HOOOOO BOYYYYYYYY

Welp, to better understand Stu's and Yasha's relationship, you first need to know why Yasha was created.

Basically, Yasha was made to entretain kids, just like an actual clown would. Give them ballons, direct them to places to buy candy, maybe even play with them if she had the time.

But that wasn't all of course. What her creators had in mind was "A bot that could sense human emotion so strongly, it would feel it almost as if it was hers".

And, as sinister as this sounds, it was actually so she could take care of kids better. A kid was crying? Well then he was sad. She would give them a balloon to cheer him up. Are they still sad? Ask their name, and then about their parents. Are they lost? They are? Then direct them to the nearest Starr Park employee so they can find their parents and be happy again.

Is a kid angry? Offer them candy. Still angry? Try to look for their supervisor. You can't find them? Well, is the kid just a bit huffy? Stay with them while you call an employee. Are they getting agressive?

Leave

Call an employee and leave

Is the kid scared? Proceed as if she was sad. Ask them why they are scared. Is it beacause of the loud sounds? Are they lost?

...

Is it beacause of an adult?

...

Yes?

...

Activate the attack mode

Is the kid happy?

Keep doing whatever you were doing before!

All of this of course, was what Yasha felt like she would do if she was in that situation

Beacause, well, she was.

But you see, as strongly as kids emotions could be, more often than not, simple logic (Her programming) could lead her to rationalize those feelings, so she would always act accordingly.

Ah, but as happy as she was at her circus job, Yasha soon became very popular

As in, very very popular

As in, some people started to go to the park's circus only for her. Kids were mesmarized with how fun, but at the same time servicing Yasha was. And the adults were amazed (And kinda relived) at how well she could sense what exactly the little ones needed

And of course, when the headmasters saw this...

Well they couldn't miss out on the opportunity, now could they?

And so, Yasha became an official brawler. They decided to put her with Stu, the other bot that partially worked at the circus. They kind of already knew eachother, had worked flawlessly together when it came to entretaining the audience, and where extremely loved by the general audience!

They were a perfect match!

...

Or so it seemed...

...

You see, Yasha was (And excuse the repetition), made to deal with kids. Kids whose emotions were often times simple. Simple to understand, simple to clear out, simple to fix

But, no one ever really prepared Yasha for more...

How to say this...

Adult, emotions

Beacause, when for the first time, Yasha was alone with Stu, when she looked at him in the eye as he greeted her and wellcomed her into the team, when his hand tightly gripped hers...

She could only describe it as a waterfall

A strong, persistent waterfall that seemed to be trying it's hardest to drown Stu. It was loud, so loud, and so so frightening. Yasha had never seen anything like that. She had seen how a little rain cloud grew on some kids head when they were especially sad. She had seen drizzles, hail, and even storms. But that? Never. Never on her 4 years of working at the park. And it was horrifying

Needless to say, Yasha became very anxious around Stu the next weeks. Just... Getting near him was too much. So much... Sadness. And she couldn't tell where it came from! And why? Stu wasn't missing! Stu didn't need his parents! Stu could buy his own candy and balloons, he could go wherever he wanted. He didn't need to call an employee, he was an employee!

But... As time went on, as they got to spend more time alone, as they visited the Junker Garage together, as their preformances became more frecuent and more... United, this, almost irrational, fear was replaced with concern.

Why? What was so wrong that candy or playing tag couldn't fix? What was that waterfall? And why did it never stop?

And...

Was it her, or had it grown...

Smaller...

Yeah, that was right. After Yasha started to actually get along with him, the waterfall had shrinked. It wasn't immediatly of course, it had taken a lot, or at least a lot for the minuscule change it had made.

But, Yasha thinks that what made it start that was that day.

Well, that night. It was right after one of his "Demolition" shows. As usual, he came severely injured. It wasn't as bad as the time he straight up camecut in half, but it was bad nontheless.

Yasha was just helping him patch up, as he mumbled about how it was nothing, and how he was used to it anyways, she shouldn't even have to worry about it-

"But why?"

Stu stopped dead on his tracks.

"Wh- why what k-k-id? "

"Why do you... Keep doing that. Breaking yourself"

"Be-be-because it's my j-ob! And it makes th- me h-h-appy!

"But...

It doesn't... "

"What?"

"You... You get sad when you do it. When they call you to tell you the stage is ready... You fall down. You eye turns blue"

"And then... When you're one the middle of the air... You get happy. When you are about to land, and I think that you will make it... You light up yellow"

But then you fall

And the crowd laughs and cheers. And they get happy. They light up. They get warm

But you...

You just...

Get the rain again.

Stu couldn't exactly... Respond to that. He wanted to refute her, to tell her she was wrong. Failing made him happy. Blowing up made him happy. Seeing the crowd laugh and cheer made him happy! If they were happy he was happy!

Right?

It was then, just then, that Yasha finally understood what he needed now.

A hug! A hug! She could give him that!

And so, she jumped and streched Stu in between her arms, resting his head on her shoulders. And oh, oh sweet, he was lighting up! He-

Wait no

He wasn't lighting up. He was... Leaking the water. It was spilling from his speakers and his hands, that now were tightly gripping her small body. Waves and waves of water were escaping his body.

And, as terrifying as it looked.

Somehow, she knew that... It was good

And that, she was helping. Finally, she helped him! He wasn't fixed yet, obiously, he still had water, but it was something!

And so, she made a promise to herself.

She was going to take him away from that waterfall. She had to. So he could be truly happy again.

So basically she can sense her has depression, and at first she couldn't (And still can't tell) how the fuck she was supposed to help him. But now she knows she did something, so theres no stopping her from "Fixing" him. That how she was programmed after all

Man, I need to write a one-shot for these two :p

To get more lighthearted, Stu sees her as a little sister. As someone he needs to protect and care for, even if Yasha is just as powerfull as him.

And someone he doesn't need to, say, impress as well. Not that he doesn't put on his person with her, it's just a lot more laxed. No bragging, no minimizing his physicall pain, nothing. A bit like with Pam and/or Nani, but... More personal, since Yasha clearly doesn't enjoy his little stunts, and, the junkers clearly do

Also this fixing thing might end up horribly for these two, so, thats great.

About the rest of the park... Well, she naturally gets along with all the other kids, but her favourite is Jessie. Shes just... Fun! But not wild like teh littlefoot sibilings, or "Mean" like Penny. She is just genuienly cheerfull and passionate, or, how Yasha describes her, "Warm"

Of course, she does play from time to time with the other kids, but, the wierd sadness that Leon and Nita hide, Penny's mess of anger and happines, and that fear on Sandy are just... Off putting at times.

Of course she tried to flx them too, but now she suspects just like with Stu, it would take a long while to fix their feelings. But they had their parents anyways, so they could probably arrange it for her.

Or so she hoped

#shin makes some shit #brawl stars #Yasha (Bs Oc)#BOY DO I LOVE HER #I'll probably make a diff post explaining what she means by water and lighting up #I mean its pretty obvious but...#Theres more about it #Like what fske light can do #Or what fire is :)#Shes gonna have a blast with the townsfolk and fire #Shes just trying to help people #But Uh...#Someone pls tell her she cant do that on her own of the one that will need help will be her

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anotherbeingsworld · 4 years

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Call It What You Want

Pairing: Bryce x F!MC (Casey Valentine)

A/N: This is a short drabble that came through mind and, I really am happy with it. It is a POV and it is just... I am very happy about of it. I apologize for any grammar-wise mistakes since English is not my first language. This fic was written for @tylorswift and, she just.. deserves all the love in this whole wide world. I had a few issues before posting this, and I am dropping by and saying; life is really a long tough road and I am slowly making progress. I hope you all liked it and enjoyed reading it as much as I am writing it.

Word Count: 993

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His confidence was a part of his attractiveness. The way he would walk into room with his head high, the way his hair is brushed perfectly; although it is a mess when she ruffles it but he didn’t really mind. His beautiful brown eyes was mesmarizing as all of the hospital staff would somehow stop and stare, at his presence. He was the equivalent of Beyonce walking in a room. He would make a grand entrance, the one that he would silently sweep the crowd away with his own wits.

Casey was the opposite of the man, as she grew up with shyness in herself. Every day she would try to improve herself, to be more confident and more likable. Sometimes, she often hate herself, as she were never be able to stand up for herself. The life she grew up in was filled with comparisons, where she felt like her life isn’t enough. Growing up, she would sometimes feel insecure as she often questions herself, if she was ever going to be good enough to become a doctor. She is good enough, even better than she expects. But, when it comes to love. The insecurities in her life appeared once more, leaving a room in her heart as she watched other couples are happily married whilst she vows to herself as she would be alone until the end of time.

‘Opposites attract’, the way to describe them. Somehow, their opposites had managed to fill the missing piece in their own hearts. The vulnerability from him filled the void of her heart, whilst his confidence were reflect to her as they become close. Closer than friends, but never more. Sometimes, she would wonder if the feelings they had were just a ploy or it’s the real deal.

The answer was given to her, on her very own birthday. As he surprised her with a picnic on top of a secluded hill where it has become their escape from the real world. They would often lay down the blankets over the hill, as they discussed future events, open their hearts towards each other, a place where they would call it their very own heaven where the three words were exchanged.

Since that day, they had become an item, as they would shared private kisses in the on-call room every now and then, or the other alternative which consists of amount of hugs from every now and then. She cant help but smiled at the sight of him, but… the happiness followed by the amount of insecurities she carried through her back. They had a talk about it, as they discussed about their positions, as their hearts sings in joy over the new happiness in their life.

They would often crossed paths as they worked at the same hospital, filling the void with small gestures. A wink, a kiss, and somehow a small squeeze of the hands silently as they were heading to the same location. Her friends seems to notice the change in the atmosphere, as they felt a happier vibe from them.

Happiness always comes with a price, as there were whispers among the darken halls. The words they said, were painful. Somehow, it felt like she was in the eye of the public where she could be judge.

The tears were threatening to fall down, as they made its way to the pavement tile below. But, it stopped at the sight of his from across the room.

My baby's fit like a daydream

In her eyes, he was not the confident guy all the nurses would gush about, instead; it’s the one and only Bryce Lahela that she admires. His eyes stopped at the sight of her, as a small smile started to appear on the corner of his mouth as he continue the discussion with a fellow surgeon.

Walking with his head down

He pat the back of the fellow surgeon, as he slowly made his way to her. His head falling down as the attempt to hide the tinted pink that appeared on his cheeks. His attempt had failed miserably as he was teased by Elijah countless times, but it never stopped him.

I'm the one he's walking to

The short commute was met with a hug, as he pulled her into an embrace as the visible tears can be seen by his own eyes. She held him, as if the next moment he would vanish anytime soon. She would buried her face into the crook of his neck, as the tension from her back slowly rolled down leaving her body. After they pulled away, Bryce whispers into her ear.

‘I love you’ making her blush, as the other nurses were looking at them sceptically as Casey showcased a wide smile. Without hesitation, she placed her lips on his as the group of nurses lets out a wide gasp capturing the attention of the hospital staff. They pulled away after a while, with a questionable look from his face.

‘What was that for?’

‘I think, It’s my turn to be the bold one here.’ Casey replied as they interlocked their fingers with one another making their way to the cafeteria for their break.

So call it what you want, yeah

Call it what you want too.

Casey felt herself feeling the confidence in her, as she walks hand-in-hand with Bryce finally showcasing her affections in public. She glanced at him, as her eyes fall onto him. He was the person who broke down her own walls of insecurities, the one who made her feel that she has a place in this world despite her dark thoughts. His eyes stopped at her, as his hands squeezed hers followed by a small smile of pure happiness was shown. In that very moment, she wouldn’t trade it for the world as she realized she had found her own, lover, soulmate and best friend in one. Honestly, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

THE END.

A/N #2 : Thank you for reading it! I hope all of you enjoyed it. 😊

#bryce x mc #bryce lahela #open heart #playchoices #open heart fics #casey valentine #open heart second year #anotherbeingsworldwrites #fics

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aeon-arts · 9 months

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Redid my designs for some of my older ocs!

Star Chaser: pony who loves to race (especially at night) more than anything else in the world. His parents tried to get him into astronomy, but it never caught on. She’s a bit of a rebel who likes to stir up trouble whenever she’s bored. But don’t be mistaken—she’s got a heart of gold. He’d give you his left kidney if you needed it. He’d call you a nerd afterwards, though. Same as before she got her cutie mark from chasing a shooting star as a foal. Due to her hotheaded nature and her disregard for the rules, she didn’t have many friends growing up. All he wants is someone who understands him for who she is.

Clover Wish: I think all I really need to say is she is the epitome of the song "Little Miss Perfect." She is a grad student trying to figure out the magic of Earth ponies, particularly in the sense of luck. While she is passionate about her studies, she yearns to be outside and run in the races. Unfortunately, her parents see the sport as useless and thus not worth her time. She keeps on her studies until she meets Star Chaser and is immediately smitten. Star Chaser dropped out of the racing team because she didn’t like being told how to race. This causes a bit of a rivalry between the two, as Clover cannot fathom why he would pass up an opportunity like this. Something something idk they become rivals to lovers and get to race.

Miss Mesmare: Formerly known as Looney Tuney/Tooney. Her name is a pun on mesmerize and mare. She comes from a long time ago and is brought to the present when starlight glimmer finds an old pocket watch that just so happens to be where Mesmare was jailed. She has strong hypnotism powers she uses on unsuspecting stallions to steal their goods. However, something even darker lurks beneath. Who imprisoned her? Why? These are questions…….I don’t have the answers to. Yet. Ahem. What I DO know is she was once a beloved hypnotist until the evil thing happened. Whatever that will be. I’ll figure it out later 😅

#mlp #mlp fim #mlp oc #mlp unicorn #mlp earth pony #my art #my oc #star chaser #clover wish #miss Mesmare

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