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After succumbing to apathy, Dark Cacao Cookie struggles to accept this new found truth.
His guilt towards his son haunts him.- Language:
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Alone & Together by JERSEYCLUB
Fandoms: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (IDW Comics), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 1987)
10 Apr 2025
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Literally just an idea for a fic
Basically, the last ronin goes around the multiverse and "adopts" anyone from a bad universe.
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It all started with a simple bet.
"It’s simple." Chance said smugly, arms crossed as he leaned against the table like he owned the place. "You protect people. I save them."
Guest1337 shifted slightly in his seat, finally looking directly at the Gambler. "Excuse me?"
Chance didn't respond, just grinned.
"Do you even hear yourself?" The soldier chuckled, taking a sip at his bloxxy cola.
"I'm serious!" Chance slapped his hands down on the table. "You might land a few punches on a killer, sure—but when they're chasing someone down? All I need is one shot. Bam. Game over." He mimed firing a gun.
"Yeah, the problem is that thing actually firing."
Chance frowned.
Or,
Chance and Guest1337 make a bet on who can save the most people, that eventually turns into who the other survivors trust (and like) more.
They are good at their jobs, too good. Turns out, being good at your job has side effects. Like becoming everyone's crushes.
Shedletsky is a bit slow, but it's okay.
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She is a radiant little bird, her golden wings flashing through the air, proud, untamed, ready to fight until her last breath. He is fire, heat, and destruction—wild and obsessed, savoring every drop of her resistance, every gasp of her pain. Their encounter is a clash of power and light, where every glance burns, and every strike turns the space around them into a golden hell. Spears and feathers, blood and flame, heat and radiance—all entwined in a dance of pain and dominance, leaving no room for weakness. And even when wings tear, when the body cries out in agony, when the air blazes and sparks fall across the stones, their struggle does not end. There are no winners or losers here. Only hell, obsession, and fury consume them both, leaving nothing but fire, gold, and mutual attraction.