“Steve, something is wrong with Christofern!” Eddie entered Steve’s room, cradling the potted plant in his arms.
He’d come home after work, ready to greet his bud-dy, but one look at him had made Eddie gasp. His leaves were shriveled up like sad little green raisins. Usually, they were puffed up like oversized Rice Krispies.
Christofern had been Robin’s, originally. It had been in a very sorry state on her windowsill before she’d left for college—a lot worse than it looked now, under Eddie’s care, thank you—and she’d told him, “I honestly can’t stand the thing. You keep it. It sheds worse than my aunt’s Great Pyrenees, and I’m tired of vacuuming. Just don’t throw it out, or Steve might murder you.”
And that had been that.
Christofern didn’t look like a typical house plant. He wasn’t a fern, which Steve kept reminding him. Steve was more practical. He didn’t give his plants names but called them by their designated labels.
Christofern was a Donkey’s Tail, or sedum morganianum, part of the succulent family. That term meant absolutely nothing to Eddie unless it was referring to a big bowl of pasta—he had no idea there was a whole plant category called delicious.
“But maybe he wants to be a fern, Steven,” he’d argued. “Ever thought of that? He doesn’t have to be a succulent just because he was assigned so at birth.”
“You’re fucking ridiculous,” had been Steve’s reply.
At first, Eddie had enlisted Steve’s help purely because he’d wanted his attention, and talking about plants was an easy as hell way to get Steve’s attention. Steve was a very passionate plant dad. But later, Eddie grew to love Christofern, and the trials and tribulations of learning how to care for him were almost like raising his own child.
Christofern had not just one but seven long, thickly spiked green tails. Seven tails. He reminded Eddie of a mutated dragon. He was adorable but occasionally grumpy and high-maintenance, like a certain someone Eddie knew. (Perhaps Christofern was more of a prince than a dragon—a dragon prince?)
If he didn’t get enough sunlight, his leaves shed, and he wilted. If he wasn’t rotated daily, he got yellow and sunburnt. And if he didn’t get enough water…
“I swear I watered him... uh, recently.” When had Eddie last watered him? Not the day before, but maybe Wednesday? Or had it been Tuesday? Shit. Eddie pouted. “I just gave him a drink now, anyway. It’s not too late, is it, Doctor Steve?”
He clasped his hands and watched Steve’s attentive eyes rove over his plant, waiting for the diagnosis.
“Eddie, how could you neglect Christofern like this? I should call Plant Protective Services.” Steve grabbed his hand, startling Eddie and his overactive heartbeat.
He took Eddie’s index finger and pushed it into Christofern’s soil right down to his second knuckle. It felt inappropriate. Eddie made a noise, appalled. “Steven, why are you making me violate Christofern?”
Steve ignored him. “What do you feel? The soil is soaked down there, isn’t it?”
Eddie wiggled his finger. It felt goopy. “Yes,” he admitted.
“You’ve overwatered it,” Steve chastised. “Now, the leaves might rot instead of rehydrating themselves. You’ve got to make sure you don’t drown it. Christofern only needs a moderate amount of water every two weeks, okay?”
“Okay,” Eddie said meekly. “I’m sorry, Christofern.”
Steve pulled his finger out of the soil and gave him a look bordering on amusement. “Leave him with me for a few days, and I’ll get him back to where he should be.”
“Thank you, Doctor Steve. How can I ever repay you?” Eddie imagined repaying Steve with his mouth, his tongue, his hands (after he washed the soil off)…
“You can clean the bathroom,” Steve said.
Eddie’s fantasy shattered. He whined. “Does it have to be that?”
“Yup.”
“Damn it, Steve, just make me suck your dick next time,” Eddie grumbled on his way out.
He missed the way Steve’s jaw dropped.
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”Go get Mu-shishu now,” were Luo Binghe’s first words when she entered. It was clear he couldn’t go himself: he was practically wrapped around Ming Fan’s shaking figure, keeping his thrashing limbs pinned down. And everywhere there was so much blood.
“What happened?” she breathed, fishing out a communication talisman and imbuing it with qi, watching it crumble to ash. Mu Qingfang would—hopefully—get it and come to Qing Jing Peak with all haste. But now all they could was wait.
“Qi deviation,” Luo Binghe said shortly. “I found him like this, and I—I don’t know what to do.” His voice stuttered and for the first time he sounded unsure. Ning Yingying was suddenly terrified. How much blood could he lose?
Ming Fan shuddered and pressed his face into Luo Binghe’s shoulder. “Mu-shishu will be here,” Ning Yingying whispered, reaching out to stroke his tangled, bloodied hair. She ached to see him like this.
Luo Binghe’s head was bowed over him and she could see the way his arms tightened around Ming Fan. Everything had changed with Shizun’s death—and the three of them had been left spinning in circles, no longer sure of where they stood with the peak, with each other. Shizun had been what had bound them together—for good or bad—and now he was gone. So she could only imagine what was going through her shidi’s mind, holding someone he had hated and who had hated him in return, and trying to keep him from dying. They were navigating uncharted waters, uncertain of what waited for them.
“Mu-shishu will come.” It sounded less like reassurance and more like a prayer.
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Me: Alright I have more than enough story and AU ideas so if we could just pack it in
My brain: Final Fantasy X AU where Mikey is a summoner and Donnie runs away to join the Al Bhed so he can stop his pilgrimage and try to find a way to stop Sin himself.
Me: no-
My brain: Karai and Splinter’s mom were both previous High Summoners
Me: stop this-
My brain: Also Leo is a blitzball player
Me: well that’s obvious, and he and Raph and April are all Mikey’s guardians… WAIT NO-
My brain: Casey Jr is a dream of the Fayth
Me: GOD DAMN IT
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⚠️[HIDING DUE TO BLOOD AND DISTURBING IMAGERY] ⚠️
look at the gif b4 you want to open this.
Princess Celestia and Princess Luna were finally found! By you, whoever is reading this, not the rest of Equestria lol
Since they are naturally born alicorns and as the original discoverers of the magical parasite, the virus is not only affecting their bodies much more differently, they technically can’t die from it. But that doesn’t mean the parasites were not going to affect their bodies. More likely permanent.
Because of their illness, they made their leave from Canterlot to a faraway place so that no other pony is infected by them. Sadly, the parasite still managed to spread all in thanks to one of the sister’s tears landing on one of the guards. They can still raise the sun and moon (although the process is extremely painful), using it to ensure that they are still around out there.
poor princesses :(
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CHARACTER INTRODUCTIONS!!!!
All this info is from the very beginning of the story! I’ll make more character profiles as the story goes on!
Hamato Raphael:
Age: 13 and three quarters (well… that’s what he thinks he is)
Pronouns: he/him
Height: 6’1
Species: mutant— absolute DNA cocktail, mostly alligator snapping turtle and human
Fun facts: raph is a trans boy, autistic (i mean, as close as a turtle can be to a human diagnosis), and has OSDD (again, as close as he can come to the human diagnosis), though he doesn’t know it yet. can breathe underwater! team medic <3
Hamato Michelangelo:
Age: 11 (as far as he’s aware)
Pronouns: he/him
Height: 5’1
Species: mutant— absolute DNA cocktail, mostly ornate box turtle and human
Fun facts: he’s intersex, but he only finds out at 15 years old lmfao. turtle mutant equivalent of ADHD and probably autism but who knows? pyromaniac. aroace icon!!!
Hamato Donatello:
Age: 12 (twins with leo)
Pronouns: he/him (…or are they?)
Height: 5’9
Species: mutant— absolute DNA cocktail, mostly indian peacock softshell turtle and human, with a very prominent splash of lionfish
Fun facts: autism (again with the human terminology) galore, loves botany, chemistry, mechanics, and coding. can breathe underwater! shy, deadly, and extremely weird. cannot read a map even at gunpoint.
Hamato Leonardo:
Age: 12 (twins with donnie)
Pronouns: he/him and they/them
Height: 5’6
Species: mutant— absolute DNA cocktail, mostly red eared slider and human
Fun facts: PTSD. so much of it. apprentice medic, the best at hiding out of every single character except one. HOH from birth. ADHD (again, human terms). trans boy!
Splinter/ Hamato Yoshi:
Age: 42
Pronouns: he/him
Height: 6’1
Species: mutant— human and grasshopper mouse
Fun facts: represses himself so hard he represses others. absolute piece of shit. he chose this and he deserves what he gets. i hate him so much.
April O’Neil
Age: 14
Pronouns: she/her
Height: 5’
Species: human
Fun facts: autistic, trans girl, she was born without a left hand but completely forgets to do the “can you give me a hand” jokes or the “need a hand?” jokes when she’s wearing her prosthetic. probably hasn’t seen her parents in 2 months because they suck. will be officially adopted as the turtles’ sister
Alistair Phalanx Draxum:
Age: ????
Pronouns: all, but generally prefers he/him
Height: 6’8
Species: dorset sheep yōkai
Fun facts: autistic (again, human terms), genderqueer transmasc, has done genetic experiments but was very ethical about it all, Traumatized, currently a paediatric doctor with a specialty in surgery!
???? (referred to as It):
Age: he’d be around 47 at this point
Pronouns: he/him
Height: 6’1
Species: human
Fun facts: none of his facts are fun.
????:
Age: 12
Pronouns: he/him
Height: 4’11
Species: river/sea kushtaka hybrid
Fun facts: i love him. he’s going to die.
????:
Age: VERY OLD
Pronouns: she/her, it/its
Height: 5’
Species: lynx yōkai
Fun facts: extremely fluffy, wonderful person. saved alistair from himself. basically his mom now. paediatric doctor and therapist (thank god)
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