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and yes I am, for the time being, bringing five of my other blogs onto this one. At least until I get out of being critically ill)

Got 8 occipital nerve block shots in the head this morning. Ended up so dizzy that I was wheeled out of the hospital and I'll try to work on replies soon. Have a new fridge coming tomorrow, and a puppy and then a gala Friday.

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Phillipa Soo as Avery Morgan Doctor Odyssey, S01E12

#muse: avery morgan

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As April turns, she finds herself face-to-face with Shredder himself.

"April O'Neil. It seems you continue to take an unhealthy interest in my affairs." Far faster than April can react, his grip is around her throat. He forced her to her knees in front of him.

"I could snap your neck in an instant," he said as he tightened his grip. "But that would not be as...fun as what I have planned for you." With that, the Shredder releases April. An instant later, one of his many blades slashes across her eyes, leaving her blinded. "Take Ms. O'Neil to the mutation lab. Her suffering has only just begun." Already, Foot Clan soldiers are grabbing April and dragging her towards another room.

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For someone so heavily clad in armor, Shredder moves like the whisper of night-swift, purposeful, and silent. She swallows grimly. "What is this place?" She manages to ask before his fingers snare about her throat. Before she can stubbornly protest it, she is wrangled to her knees before him. From this position, it is endlessly harder to fight-- but try she does.

Fear pummels through her heart as she meets his silver-masked face. April knows there is truth to his words. She had seen him and his foot-soldiers do the same to many hapless people. He releases her, and for a moment, April foolishly believes she has earned a breath of reprieve. Seconds later, she cries out in agony as his blade slices across her eyes -- leaving her blind.

She can hear it, Master Splinter's calm instructions on how to trust the darkness to give her all the information she needs. The reporter listens attentively to the instructions. A mutation lab?!! NO!! No she absolutely isn't going there. With the ease of someone practiced, she tries to go dead-weight to make it more difficult for his foot-soldiers to haul her. He'll be sorry for this, she promises herself. Clumsily, she fumbles blindly to grab at one of their weapons. She might not be able to see, but she wasn't going without a fight.

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The Foot holding April are surprised by her ferocity and skill. For a moment, she is able to twist away from them, holding one of their wakizashi in hand. Her stance indicates training, despite her blindness. But then a precisely placed blow sends agony through her arm. The blade clatters to the floor as a second blow sends even more agony radiating through her entire body and leaves April spasming on the floor. Only the accompanying paralysis keeps her from screaming. "I find your attempt at resistance most amusing." Shredder says as his foot presses down on the precise place on April's back that sends wave after wave of agony shooting through her body. With one of his blades, he draws a cut across her back. It is deep enough to leave a scar. A second and a third cut are soon added to the first.

Finally, the Shredder steps off of April. "Take her to the lab and ready her for the procedure."

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April remembers what her mother used to say. Fight to the last breath. Either they die, or you do, and never let them take you to a second location. That advice seemed more imperative than EVER right now given that she's blind.

She cannot seem from where the blow comes, she only feels the way her arm spasms, and the weight of the weapon falls away. April has never FELT such agony before. Her eyes cloud with tears that streak down her cheeks.

The timbre of his voice causes her spine to stiffen. Amusing??Amusing? He thinks this is entertainment? Shredder has more than few screws loose. Despite the pain, she tries to scramble upright, until she feels the headiness of his boot crushing down on her and a knife-like blade etching across her back.

"What?!!!" She rasps, the agony and dread in her voice as she's picked up from the floor. Blind panic seizes hold of her. She doesn't want that MONSTER to do anything to her. Donnie and the turtles had told her about all the ""procedures"" his warped mind had thought of. None of them were something she wanted to be a part of.

#muse: April O'Neil #villain-muses

sowhumpful

#Rachel x Dal #Rachel x Bruce #Rachel x Clark #Belle x Pat #Belle x Adam #Anne x Gil #Anne x Adam #Melody x street

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"I can cancel every plan I've made to chase you around the garden like we used to if that's what you want to do, it sounds better than anything I had in mind anyway." Bruce tells her, his hands gripping her hips and giving them a small squeeze.

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Bruce never ceases to amaze her. "That sounds like a lot of extra work." Burnt-umber eyes lift to his beneath the veil of wispy lashes. Her fingers daintily toy with his bow-tie. He is stunning in a tux. Too stunning to ignore.

When he grips her by the hips, Dawes knows that she no longer cares to paraded about in public. She gently wrenches the bowtie from his collar. "In that case, I'm afraid, you had better cancel ""MR. Wayne."" It is going to be a long night for you."

Playfully, Dawes rises on her tiptoes and kisses the bridge of his nose and then steps away. "I would ask for a three minute head start, but that would hardly be fair given I am still sooo much faster than you." She is absolutely teasing him now.

#muse: rachel dawes #goddamnmuses

sheets-of-pap3r

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As April turns, she finds herself face-to-face with Shredder himself.

"April O'Neil. It seems you continue to take an unhealthy interest in my affairs." Far faster than April can react, his grip is around her throat. He forced her to her knees in front of him.

"I could snap your neck in an instant," he said as he tightened his grip. "But that would not be as...fun as what I have planned for you." With that, the Shredder releases April. An instant later, one of his many blades slashes across her eyes, leaving her blinded. "Take Ms. O'Neil to the mutation lab. Her suffering has only just begun." Already, Foot Clan soldiers are grabbing April and dragging her towards another room.

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For someone so heavily clad in armor, Shredder moves like the whisper of night-swift, purposeful, and silent. She swallows grimly. "What is this place?" She manages to ask before his fingers snare about her throat. Before she can stubbornly protest it, she is wrangled to her knees before him. From this position, it is endlessly harder to fight-- but try she does.

Fear pummels through her heart as she meets his silver-masked face. April knows there is truth to his words. She had seen him and his foot-soldiers do the same to many hapless people. He releases her, and for a moment, April foolishly believes she has earned a breath of reprieve. Seconds later, she cries out in agony as his blade slices across her eyes -- leaving her blind.

She can hear it, Master Splinter's calm instructions on how to trust the darkness to give her all the information she needs. The reporter listens attentively to the instructions. A mutation lab?!! NO!! No she absolutely isn't going there. With the ease of someone practiced, she tries to go dead-weight to make it more difficult for his foot-soldiers to haul her. He'll be sorry for this, she promises herself. Clumsily, she fumbles blindly to grab at one of their weapons. She might not be able to see, but she wasn't going without a fight.

#muse: April O'Neil

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reblog this if you're fine with your mutuals sending you asks unprompted

@villian-muses (Muse: April O'Neil)

Donnie has to be overreacting, April tells herself. Still with flashlight in hand, she managed to sneak her way into the otherwise seemingly abandoned building. The long corridors are vacant, open but dark in a way that causes a sense of foreboding dread to climb every rung of her spine. The Turtles really KNEW how to pick locations. Didn't they.

After a while, she steps into a dimly lit room with glass showcases. Swallowing down a lumb of dread, April slowly approaches the nearest one. Contained within the glass like tube is a structure. A first glance makes her think it is a statue-- but STATUES don't come alive. With a gasp she recoils. "Oh, God. It's true."

Shredder is back. He must be using the techno-organic materials that Donnie found for his experimentations. She braces, finding another poor soul, and then another. There has to be away to free them? She turns on her heels, biting her lip as she looks for the mechanism keeping the victims in place. Surely, they can't be staying of their own accord.

#muse: April o'neil #villain-muses

#my lates project #my glass etching #ooc #where mun has been #I have several more to do

geopsych

Early sunlight through the mist in the inlet at the lake.

is here and going to try and work on some drafts. If you want to come at me and plot or even discuss new ships, come at me.

oliviabensonandstabler

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (1999– ) ↳ 1x04 Hysteria

omg I'm also getting feels for April O'Neil again and going what if she got dropped into a Marvel Universe with Casey Jones and the Turtle Bros XDD. Could you imagine how much chaos it would cause.

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some studies 🩷

#muse: Bonnie Barstow

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@resolutevalor asked: “You look lost. Need some help?” (Lucy Pevensie)

Her head whipped up to look at the source of the voice. Reika wasn't on her hunting gear but she was wearing a simple kimono dress, comfortable enough to wander and explore around the woods, "Yes, I'm looking for mushrooms for my mother's dish and so far, I don't see any mushrooms growing around here." She glanced around, while holding a hand woven basket, "Do you know where I can find them?"

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There is kindness in the smile the other woman is offered. The young queen answers. "You won't find any of those here, but at Lantern Waste you might. If you should like, I could take you there. It's not that far of a journey." She assures her.

"What kind of mushroom dish?" Lucy asks after a long moment. Curiosity overtakes her before she can think better of it.

"Are -- are you from Narnia?" She inquires, trying to make polite conversation.

#muse: Lucy Pevensie #crimsonhvntress

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