Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2012), Rise Of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Concept: Sam finds out elves can die of sadness, gets very concerned, starts doing his best to make sure Mr Legolas is happy all the time just in case

If you wanted to break someone, what would you do?

I would give him a family to fight for. I would give him a campfire and a host of companions to shout and sing with behind safe walls, brothers in arms, a banner to fly and a shield to hold high for his king as they march for the sunrise. I would give him a battle, a proving ground to spill his love as blood and sweat for the cause, for that family. I would give him a purpose. I would give him a destiny.

And then...I would take it away. A sword to cut the strings of his bond, his family flung to the far corners of a new, crueler world, leaving him alone again and stumbling without the expected solid ground of a shoulder to lean on. And I would watch him try to build it all up again. I'd watch him find first one, then two more, call them brothers over and over again until they half-heartedly say it back, push them together like opposite poles of a magnet as they repel and bounce back from each other and simply fail to understand. I'd watch as he figured out what they were missing, tried his hardest to become that king under whose banner he used to thrive to them.

I'd watch him fail. I'd watch him protest as they say they have no leadership, speaking as though he isn't even there, as though they were not leaning on the shields he made them with his own hands. I'd watch him finally fall silent as this flaming mess he tried to lump together and call a "family" threatens to kill each other. Tries to kill each other. Succeeds. I would place that man at the top of a hill, give him a little hope, give him the hint of a laugh of camaraderie and the chance that maybe this might work out after all...and then I would shatter him against the cliffside with the arrows of enemies in his back, anyone who could have stood behind him and shielded him from the blows long since run away for their own safety: each in seperate directions.

I would take it all away again, and it would hurt all the more with the final, long-fought acceptance that this time, it was never real to begin with.

And now, from who would the finishing blow come? When he had been cast out alone, the darkness almost a relief compared to the faces he tried to insist with closed eyes were those of the past and not the present, when his only comfort is blood and his only solace is throwing all caution to the wind and seeking glory one last time: glory at the door of a castle tower, glory at the end of a sword, glory at a second final death charge into the unknown...who would I send to be his final war horn? Who would do him the honour of a hero's fall?

There would be none.

No horn. No glory. No battle. He would be shot, once more in the back, while running away.

And there would be no king.

But there would be a single red scrap tied around a wrist and a faded scar running across a neck. He would be a ghost, all this man tried to be, all that he failed to be, all the comfort that he cried to and all the bravery and spirit he wished he had when his own haphazard militia denied him to his face and laughed at his pain. And the look in the eyes of the Red Once-King when he fires would be nothing but disappointment. And the man would not live long enough to turn and see it.

But he would see it when his eyes close. He would see it in the stars as his life drips into the grass, in the end even that too forsaking him. And when he next rose, ghostly and inconsequential, his spirit, the thing he tried so hard to inherit when his own had always burned so strong all by itself...will finally, finally be broken. He would stay in the forest, looking down at his body, lingering on. Waiting to move on until somebody happened by and laid the man he tried to be to rest.

No one would come.

No one ever did.

Master list of my 18 self-published books (LINK to all)

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When Daisies and Thunderstorms Collide (Genre: poetry/romance): “In which a young lady falls for a young man. The young lady learns that she can be both delicate and strong at the same time; thus daisies and thunderstorms were born. Free verse poetry book told in the perspective of an underrated flower.”

The Girl With The Purple Hair (Genre: short story/romance): “In which a sensitive boy falls head over heals for a purple-haired girl.”

My Dreamland (genre: poetry): “A girl dreams told in the four seasons”

Survival (genre: novella/fantasy/romance): “Carlisle, Kayla, Nathan and Owen's world falls around them as the first year of the annual Survival Games are announced in an enchanted forest that is set on them failing. Will they live to see the end of The Survival Games?”

The Stars in her Eyes (genre: short story/romance): “In which a boy watches the girl he adores becoming less bright.”

Tiny Poems for Gentle Hearts (genre: poetry): “A collection of 150 poems for warming hearts and thawing souls.”

Shades of blue (genre: short story/romance): “in which a bright girl falls for a shy boy” (these summaries 😂 😳)

Ellie Everlasting (genre: novel/fantasy/romance): “What would you do if you discovered your favourite fairy tale was based on reality?During the last year of high school, an unexpected tragedy tears Ellie Parker away from her family, and her girlfriend, Olivia. While the survivors struggle to cope with the trauma of losing someone so young and full of promise, Ellie finds herself wrapped up in the adventure of a lifetime… on the other side of the grave. Neverland is real. Peter Pan is real. The Lost Boys and Girls are real. But something sinister lurks in the shadows, threatening both worlds. Will Ellie and her new friends be able to save Earth and Neverland before it’s too late?”

Emilie The Little Elephant (genre: children’s book/illustrations): “Come and play with Emilie the little elephant and join her on her adventures!”

Mia & Her Collected Memories (genre: short story/friendship): “In which a mind-reading girl collects people's memories to help them cope with heartbreak.”

When Mermaids Rise (genre: poetry/empowerment): “In which mermaids learn to rise above the other creatures of the sea.”

Astrophile (genre: poetry/romance): “In which a girl watches her girlfriend become less bright over a period of a few months.”

Love Among The Planets (genre: narrative poetry/space romance): “Selena, soul of the moon falls for Aurora, soul of the sun. When Aurora dies, Selena thinks she'll never find love again, but then Pearl, soul of Pluto, shows up to offer her support. But can she hold on to that love?”

Cosmic Dreams (genre: poetry): “Delve into the world of galaxies and dreams.”

You’re Perfect To Me (genre: poetry): “wrote about a friend.”

When Sunflowers and Moons Collide (genre: poetry): “In which a poet thinks about people a little too much...”

Daisies & Wild Heartbeats (genre: poetry/mental health): “In which the gardens and galaxies in my mind grow.”

Ace of Arts (genre: art book): “A collection of artworks containing the different aspects of asexual, aromantic and other a-spec identities within the LGBTQ+ community as a whole, shown in the form of abstract and aesthetic art pieces.”

Thanks so much for reading! Lmk if you have any questions 🥰

I'm gonna give you multiple options, choose the one that goes the hardest

TFC or Cleo and the number 35, 76 or 92

But these bones never rested while living So how can they stand to languish in repose?

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I saw a Reddit post about how greysexuality isn’t real.

(this was a while ago and thankfully it’s been taken down now)

I want to try something: Reblog if you disagree with the statement above. I know I do.

MY TMNT VER. OF RAPH !!

This was so much fun to draw omg😭😭

Guysss I’m doing a series of artwork featuring lgbtqia celebs, and Lena Waithe is the next in line. I know it’s not pride month anymore but it’d be great if I could get some love!

You can even purchase this artwork on various products from my Redbubble