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n/a: 2.9k words! I hope you all enjoy, I have change some things so the story MAYBE won't end in 6 chapters, I love reading comments or answering questions, so FEEL FREE TO DO SO. Any misspelling will be edited later on

You enter the house talking on the phone. You take out your boots and went directly to the fridge grabbing a water bottle.

“No, shit, Jesse, of course I’m giving her space but I think you don’t get that it’s been two weeks since I last saw her”

“If I don’t recall wrong, you made some cheer girls spy on her”

“Shush, what was I supposed to do? She was suspended for one week so I knew I wasn’t going to see her and that she was going to still mad at me the next one, so I put April and Sav to do a little… research ¡I am worried! She hasn’t even come to the house to pick up her clothes, her backpack, yes, but her clothes are just like the last time.”

When you went to fight Abby at her department, you didn’t, Ellie had done enough job, so you just screamed at her and made her tell you what the fuck happened between them at the locker room and years ago. Abby, tired of this bullshit, told you everything from A to Z, and you felt more like a piece of shit.

Now you understood everything, at least saw the situation with a different light, you did slap Abby and told her to stay away from you or you would sue her for spreading your pics around campus. Since then, no contact between you two, not even in class.

“Well, you fucked up big this time, what can I say?”

“Thank you, you’re the best, How does it feel that she’s with your ex and you’re still in love with her?”

“One, at least I can talk with Dina without problems, our friendship is good, Two, they are not together yet. How’s yours with Ellie? Oh right, hanging in a thread”

“Blah, Blah, Blah… Where’s my fucking couch?” You turned around going on the living room to sat down on your couch but it disappeared, it was there this morning when you left.

“How would I know? Where’s your couch?”

“That’s what am I asking, Jesse!” You were going to freak out. You heard the water of the bathroom running, there was someone on the house “I think there’s someone in the house…”

“It could be Ellie”

“Her keys are not in the entrance, I will call you later…” You said walking slowly towards the bathroom, you could hear Jesse telling you to don’t hang the call but you did anyway. Once you where in front of the door, It opened and you screamed.

The voice of Ellie screaming at unison with you made you stop. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

She said with a hand on her chest looking at you as if you were crazy. She obviously just took a shower and was wrapped in a towel with her hair soaked and wetting the floor. You felt relieved that it wasn’t a burglar, you nodded slowly reassuring yourself and saying that it was only Ellie… ¡Ellie!

“You’re back?”

“Well, still my house too, so yeah, you have a problem with that?” She said in a defensive tone, of course her guard wasn’t down yet.

“No, of course no! It’s just that I am surprised”

“Don’t be, this doesn’t mean me and you are friends again”

“I know… Do you happen to know what happened with the couch” You asked with a sad frown looking at her walk to her room.

“Yeah, I burned it in a remote clearing far from here”

“Why? It was brand new!

“It was dirty because of someone” she simply said closing her door. You had a confused look on your face as you were processing what she told you.

You locked yourself in your room, you did miss her but at the same time you had to find some words to tell her and you had zero idea what to do, God, she was burning things now, maybe you were the next. Ellie was walking around the house, you could hear her steps on the kitchen and the TV on, she was cooking something while watching one random quiz show.

The warm feeling that you had knowing that she was finally back at home allowed to take a long nap, a very long one because once you woke up, the sun was gone and you regretted it. You had homework to do and exams to study, you had to take it seriously since cheer wasn’t your major, you were studying something that your parents agreed on but you did not enjoyed that much.

They were donating monthly to the cheer team in exchange that you aced everything else, otherwise you would be expelled from cheering and from the team, even the coach knew that. Ellie always helped you and made it easy to study but she didn’t this time, obviously, so you had kind of trouble studying.

With your things to study you went to your kitchen, leaving everything on the table, you were going to study there but also eat something, you were hungry. You opened the fridge, empty except some sodas and protein bars… maybe in the pantries? Nothing caught your attention but the pan in the stove. Ellie had cooked one of your fav foods, was she torturing you? She knew that you weren’t going to grab the food nor ask her if you could, you bit your lip and sighed resignedly, protein bars would be.

Time flies while you were working in your homework, sometimes looking over Ellie because it still felt surreal that she was at home, she could feel your eyes on her but she wasn’t going to give you any attention or so she thought before you started groaning annoyed that you couldn’t understand a lot of things. It was making her nervous and irritated her a little, mostly because she knew that you stressed yourself easily over anything and that made the process more difficult and also because she couldn’t help you, you two were on a Cold War.

“What is it?” She said getting up from the only small chair of the living room.

You turned the computer around and showed her the topic, she started helping you and you were focus, of course you wanted to use the opportunity to talk but first enjoy her help. None of you realized how fast the time passed that until you let a small yawn.

“Maybe, that’s everything for today” Ellie said returning to her cold-self. Shaking your head you grabbed her hand.

“Please, don’t… I can’t spent another day without talking to you”

“We are talking”

“Don’t play dumb, I finally know what happened back home, I finally understand more your anger, Abby told me everything”

Ellie raised her eyebrows, waiting for you to start talking. She wanted to know what truth have you heard and if it was the right version of it, and it was, Abby told you the truth.

“So you went to her again?”

“That’s all you have to say? And it was not like that” You rolled your eyes looking at her “Whatever, what I want to say is that I wished you could’ve told me back then”

“Would it have changed something?”

“I have no idea, maybe?”

Ellie scoffed. “So my word was not enough? Telling you not to mix with Anderson?”

It was going to be difficult to try and have a conversation when Ellie still hurt and was defensive, which you get and that’s why the nap was a need, you were mentally prepared for this.

“I’m not saying that, but I thought it was something stupid like she stole your game box, not your girlfriend” You tried to explain.

“Okay, but you still had something with her knowing that I was in bad terms with her, why? I mostly want to hear why? I’ve been racking my brain searching for a reason”

“Because of you” Ellie opened her mouth to respond but you covered it. “Shut up. Let me finish, I did it because of you, Ellie, I’ve been in love with you since god knows when and I tried so hard just to be your best friend but I couldn’t”

Ellie eyes softened slowly. “Every girl that tried anything with you, I scared them off, I used the ‘power’ of being popular and I used to make them stay away from but then we came here and there was so many people that did not fear me or knew me and you were getting along with a lot of people, I was afraid you were going to finally find a girl that matched your type”

“Why you never told me that?” She said taking your hand out of her mouth, holding it now.

“I’ve tried! Millions of times but somehow you had a new girl in your radar or you did not read the signs, eventually I grew tired of it so I tried to keep you for me. The first time I got with Abby, was only a kiss in a game but that made me popular somehow and I was starting to get more attention because of the rumours, at the same time I saw how you looked at Dina when she was dating Jesse and how you started to talk with her when they broke up even if it was briefly, I knew you were getting interested in her”

“I have nothing with Dina…”

“Can you let me finish? Damm” She murmured a little ‘sorry’ and indicate for you to continue “That irritated me and I was thinking on ways, it’s going to sound bad… on ways to hurt you because of how you made me feel, like I would never be enough but I did not wanted to hurt you directly because I am your best friend, nothing else, you weren’t doing anything bad, just being social and flirting. Abby told me she find me attractive and ¡Bang! Match made in hell, it was perfect, because I knew how much pain you’d feel and it would be equal at mine.”

“So it was intentional? You wanted to hurt me?” She let go of your hand looking at your eyes.

“No! Well, yeah, I didn’t realized how dumb I was being but with you and Dina getting to know each other more, you lying to me to go see her… It was too much. I’ve been with a lot of people in front of you and you’ve never reacted until Abby, so it was the only person that made you protective of me while I tried to get rid of Dina”

You took a deep breath and exhaled softly, nodding slowly. “But this two weeks, I did some thinking, more like mini therapy and I’m ready to be your best friend and stop pushing myself on you on any way and let you be the judge of your love life. I don’t want you out of my life, you’re my everything and if it’s only as a best friend that I can be, I am ready and I know that I hurt you and that is going to be difficult to trust me again but I hope we can reconnect slowly again”

Ellie felt kind of guilty knowing that she neglected your feelings and kind of made you that way, she could’ve rejected you sooner… or accept you sooner, anyway what was done was done.

“I- I think that I accept your apologize”

“You think? Is that a yes or no?”

“I don’t know, I have to think about it and it will take time. Even if we start acting like before, my trust on you has been hurt” You nodded. Of course, you were aware of that but how long was she going to take? Also, you just confessed that you love her and she is not going to say anything to that? That made your heart kind of itching, you wanted to scratch it and, in the process, tear it out.

“I understand… Can I hug you?”

“It’s better that you don’t” Oh. Ellie already took out your heart and ate it in front of you “We can start slowly, I can help you studying and let’s go from that”

“Okay”

“You can’t interfere in any of my love life, nor go back to Abby, this time I won’t make you promise that you will, I just hope that you wanting my friendship back is enough to keep you away from her” Your mind was spiralling thinking about how much build up you had to do to rebuild what you had with her. “I’m kind of tired… I’ll go to sleep now, night”

She went to her room an closed the door. You were left alone in the kitchen and still with a little homework unfinished, but you had a new plan in the move, now that you had a green light you could start it.

“I’m going to the 24h store! Be right back” You yelled grabbing your jacket and keys, putting on your shoes and calling Jesse.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

The music of the bar was mostly soft rock and the smell of alcohol and cigarettes was everywhere, you finally saw Jesse playing pool in his red varsity jacket with some guys of the football team.

“Hey, guys!” You said in your cheer tone, making them all smile. “Mind if steal your teammate for some time?”

“All you want, darling”

They started cheering Jesse’s name and patting him on his back as you pulled him out of the bar to the back part of it so no one could catch you talking and interrupt.

“They must be thinking we’re going to fuck or something”

“Ha! In your dreams” You let your back rest on the wall as you look at him taking out a cigarette “Give me one”

He light his up and came in front of you putting on in your lips and connecting both cigarettes to light up yours, all this keeping eye contact with you before taking a spot besides you, leaning his back on the wall too, that made you and he laughed.

“I’m sure that works like charm with the ladies”

“You can’t imagine” he shrugged “So what was that you wanted to talk about?”

“I will help you with get back with Dina” He started coughing because of heat you said, you raised your eyebrow blowing the smoke on his direction.

“What? Why? Is this one of your crazy plans?

Your relationship with Jesse was more of a partner in crime than anything, if any of you had this weird planning on something you could count on the other to support and help and he knew of your dying love with Ellie, so he was sure you wanted to help yourself more than help him.

“Don’t you still love her? Why don’t fight for that love back? You guys were cute”

“You used to gag every time you saw us”

“That was before”

“Before what? Before she and Ellie started something?” You nodded shamelessly, you had no problem admitting that you wanted Dina out of the picture ASAP. He stayed in silent for sometime, he was reconsidering the offer, most of your plans never failed and he truly wanted Dina back. “I don’t want to force Dina back in to my arms, I want her to be with me because she wants”

“Duh, my plan won’t work if she don’t want, this has to go smoothly, Ellie has given me second chance but with the agreement that I wouldn’t mess into her love life”

“Yet here you are” he smirked. “You are such a bad best friend”

“That’s why I want to be the girlfriend, now that all the mess with Cat and Abby is out, she doesn’t have to evade me in that aspect any more”

“Because you already cheat on her once” You hit her shoulder and he laughs “Don’t get mad at me, get mad at yourself! I’ll do it, but it better work, how much time is it going to take?”

“Some months, we need to let them at least some weeks together and then interfere between them, my friendship with Ellie still is fragile but she adores me too much, we will be back at normal, while that happen…” You flicked the cigarette butt onto the ground and stamped it out, exhaling the last puff. “You have to tighten your friendship with Dina, be more flirty, romantic but not too much that you make her uncomfortable, enough to make her remember how good your relationship was”

“And what are you going to do?”

“Be the friend Ellie deserves and helping her through the hard times” you take out your phone to call an Uber to go back home, your job here was done, you just had to wait and have faith that Jesse was going to do a good work.

“You truly are something else” Jesse sighed walking back to the bar and giving you a last look.

“I’m just taking care of my girl”

Meanwhile, Ellie was at home contemplating her ceiling and thinking that maybe this time everything was going to be easy and that maybe this was a small bump that your friendship had to overcome to become stronger. She was so weak when it came about you, she tried so hard to stay at Dina’s but she was sometimes searching for you on campus without realizing that, sometimes it seem as if you were the one that started the cold war. How wrong was she about it…

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[oleander-nin]

A/N, not important: YO THIS IS IT! I'M DONE! This is my last request from the follower special. I'm so tired. I hope I did Raph justice, he's always difficult for me to write. Also, I've never written a kiss scene like this before, which is probably obvious form how bad it was. Anyways, I'm going to go do homework now. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

Tw: Fluff, bad characterization, kissing

Words: 1429

Prompt(s) requested: 7(Running in the rain)

Summary: Raph didn't mean to wait this long, but it's now or never. He really hopes he isn't too late.

Raph sits at the island counter in the kitchen, a warm cup of tea in his hand. His eyes wash over the scene in front of him, taking in the details. The lair was warm and cozy, a stark contrast to the wet, cold surface. He could faintly hear the rain thrumming against the concrete above. It was peaceful, with everyone being holed up in the lair. You were there, sitting with his brothers. Mikey was showing off another one of his drawings, your praise for his art singing high. Raph smiles behind the lip of his mug, happy everyone was getting along so well.

They all knew you were leaving soon. Off to college as most kids your age were. Raph puts his mug down and stares into the golden liquid, a small frown on your face. He never did conjure up the courage to tell you how he felt and now he was certain he never could. How could he, after you told them all you were leaving for college. 30 minutes from now, you would be on a bus heading to the airport so you could make it to college.

The large snapper chewed on the inside of his cheek. He couldn’t help but feel bitter about it, even if it was technically his own fault. Maybe if he told you earlier, or even told you at all, you might’ve stayed. Or, you might've at least picked a college closer to home. But now it was too late, and the person he loved was leaving. Would you still visit? Would you still call? Raph hoped so. He really really hoped so.

Leo walks into the kitchen, waving at his older brother. At Leo’s approach, Raph scoots over slightly to make room for the younger turtle. Leo sits next to Raph, resting his elbows on the counter and his chin in his palms. 

“You haven’t told them.”

Raph avoids his brother's gaze, sipping on his tea as a distraction. The liquid inside was quickly depleting from the amount of times Raph had done this. He really needed a refill. Or a better excuse. He couldn’t stomach seeing you before you left, possibly forever. “Raph knows.”

“You should probably do it soon, you’re running out of time.” Leo says, looking past the doorway and into the living room where everyone else was situated. Even Donnie had been hanging out with you all day, despite claiming he was too busy.

Raph only sighs at his brother’s words. Leo was right, he knew he was. You were leaving, and here he was, avoiding you. This was the worst way to do it. His voice sounds defeated as he speaks in his low tone. “Raph knows.”

Leo watches as Raph swirls the rest of his tea in its cup before drinking it in one final gulp. Raph gets off the chair he was sitting in and sets the mug carefully in the sink, grabbing the dish soap and washing it out. Leo says nothing, and neither does Raph. It was a heavy silence, much thicker than the airy tone of the room just next door. Raph could hear your voice sounding loud and clear as you swapped stories with his youngest brothers.

He puts the now clean mug on the dish rack as you wrap up a story about something one of your coworkers did, April’s loud laughter echoing around. Raph could sense Leo’s stare, his scales itching at the feeling. He knew he was being a coward, and wasn’t acting like a hero at all. How could he fight bad guys if he couldn’t even tell you about his stupid crush?

Raph doesn’t know how long he stood there, staring into the sink as he contemplated what to do. Telling you wouldn’t help anything, you were still leaving. But, it might just make the visits back home just that more sweet. Raph exhales slowly. He would tell you.

When Raph turns around, he is hit by the stark realization Leo was gone. Raph listens for a moment, expecting to hear your voice sounding loud through the lair, but all is silent. A pit forms in the snapper's stomach as he carefully walks forward, peeking his head through the doorway. You were gone. Raph looks back and forth between the lair. His brothers were still there, as were the Casey’s, April, and his dad, but you were nowhere to be found. Raph felt sick.

“Where’s (Y/n)?” He asks, already knowing the answer. You had left. The faces of Mikey and Casey Jr. confirm this, both looking uncomfortable. Donnie glances up from his phone at the eldest brother, nodding his head towards the door.

“Oh they just left. If you hurry, you might be able to catch them.”

Raph nods, thankful for his brother's advice as he takes off with nothing more than a hushed goodbye. He couldn’t let you leave, not without saying goodbye. He couldn’t understand why you didn’t in the first place. Raph pushes the growing thought out of his head. In reality, you probably tried, but ended up getting ignored by him in his half lucid state.

Raph lifted open the manhole cover that led to the surface, runoff water pouring onto his face. He shakes it off with a grimace, climbing out of the sewers and standing in the vacant alleway. The downpour quickly drenches Raph despite having only been outside for mere moments. The water doesn’t stop him however, as he quickly starts to make his way to the bus stop, and by association, you.

He would tell you how it feels even if it killed him. He had to.

Raph quickly makes his way to the rooftops, running and jumping despite the slick surfaces from the rain. Was it dangerous? Yes. Did Raph care in the slightest? No. His goal was to get to you before you left, and he planned to complete it. 

The bus stop comes into view and Raph skids to a halt a couple rooftops away. Water was running down his face and into his eyes, making it hard to see. The cold water makes him shiver as he scans the ground for your figure. He couldn’t lose you, not yet.

His body almost crumples in relief when he sees you approaching, your raincoat, boots and umbrella making you easy to spot. Raph jumps down into the closet alley to the bus stop, waiting patiently for you to walk by. He didn’t want to scare you, but he couldn’t risk being seen.

Once he notices you’re about to walk in front of the alley opening, he calls out your name. Your head turns, and your eyes meet. Raph smiles warmly at you, gently taking you by the hand and pulling you into the shadows of the alley. Your bus arrived in nearly seven minutes, so he had to make this fast. Short, sweet, and to the point.

“Can Raph kiss you?” Raph panics slightly at the words that tumble out of his mouth without permission. That was too short. Raph stumbles over his words a bit at your confused face, trying to explain himself. “Raph- I love you. I’ve loved you for such a long time, and I can’t let you go. Not like this. I didn’t even get to say goodbye.”

Your hands cupping his face was not what Raph expected, nor the smug smile. You pull him in for a kiss, your lips meeting his in a gentle succession. Raph’s knees nearly buckle before he steadies himself once more. The snapper’s heart swelled in his chest, and he had to keep himself from pulling you back when you separated.

“Wait for me.” You whisper against his lips, the bus that would start your journey beginning to pull to a stop. Raph thought it was a silly request, he would wait a lifetime if it meant he got to see you again. Raph kisses you again as an answer, his large hands hovering just above your sides. He was terrified he might never let go if he held you now. You pull back from him, your eyes shining with fresh tears to match the falling rain. You give Raph a final wave before heading to the bus, disappearing around the corner to load on. Raph watches your fleeting form, frozen for just a moment. He quickly makes his way onto the roof, watching as the bus drives off, taking you with it. Raph wanted you back already, the pang in his heart growing stronger every inch the bus gained.

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[indieyuugure]

Aside from the space arc what would you say are the worst episodes of TMNT 2012

Oof, uh, well I think I actually have a few controversial opinions on some of these, but there are definitely a few that really stand out.

Alright top 5 LEAST fav TMNT 2012 episodes:

Mazes & Mutants, I get that it’s just supposed to be silly but I really don’t really think the jokes landed on me or something cause I skip this one every time. It’s just a really weird episode.

Mutant Apocalypse Arc, you all saw this one coming. This episode is angsty in the cringiest way and the plot/backstory doesn’t makes sense if you think about it too long. I might have forgiven this episode/arc if they had done a better job on the character designs, but I think we all know how that went.

The Usagi Arc, yes okay, yes. I will just say it now, I don’t like Usagi. 2003 is the closest I’ve been to actually liking this character but 2012 Usagi is…ugh for some reason I find him extremely annoying and it’s only made worse by the fact that everyone fawns over him. There’s nothing wrong with liking him, but I just don’t. Also the pug kid is some how even MORE obnoxious than Usagi. This was on of the arcs that I was checking how many more episodes I had to watch.

A China Town Ghost Story, basically the same reasoning for Mazes & Mutants. Like, why does this episode even exist?

A Foot Too Big, idk this episode always makes me so uncomfortable. It also always kinda pissed me off that even though they try to make it plot relevant but throwing in the “oh, is Donnie gonna learn his lesson about respecting April?” Like if he had actually learned the lesson I would see the value in this episode, but he doesn’t which makes me wonder why I just suffered through 20 mins of bad fur rendering and psychotic Sasquatch hunters. I know the Donnie x April shippers out there will be giving me crap for this one but i feel like from either side of the shipping war, this episode is completely redundant, you can skip it and nothing happens.

Well anyway, there’s my rants on my top least favorite episodes. I still like 2012, but I usually just try to pretend these episodes don’t exist. I will say this, there are a few more(like maybe 2 or something) that I dislike, but I felt like I didn’t hate them enough to put them on here.

Good question! :]

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Fic Recs Wrap Up - April 2023(ノﾟ∀ﾟ)ノ⌒･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*☆

Pages of You by wolfpants @wolfpants

Summer, 1980. Harry is floating between university and becoming a Real Certified Adult. He’s not ready. He really isn’t.

In a desperate attempt to have the Best Last Summer ever, he takes a casual job at his godfather’s bookshop in London, starts an illicit pen pal affair with a wordy posh boy that he’s catching feelings for, all while dealing with the son of Sirius’s business rival, one Draco Malfoy, insufferable know-it-all extraordinaire.

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What. The. Fluff.*

Harry’s got no magic, one good ear, no great dating prospects, and a nice little wand workshop.

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any day now by oknowkiss @oknowkiss

Draco supposes he should be grateful. 

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But that all changes when Malfoy starts working at Gringotts.

What was Malfoy doing before? What is Malfoy doing now? Harry has an endless list of questions, and there’s only one way to get them all answered (visiting Gringotts extremely frequently), and Malfoy won’t suspect a thing.

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But there they are.

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Harry and Ron left the Aurors years ago to travel the world and make up for lost time. When they finally decide to settle roots back in England, together, building a tiny home in the Lake District by hand seems like the perfect plan. What they don’t realise is that Draco Malfoy already lives on the plot of land that they choose to build on.

A story about years of feelings, about weaving lives in and around each other, and about finding a place safe enough to call home. Rec Post

Here are a few more fics I've read recently that y'all might like to check out as well! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

Nothing Like the Sun by Lomonaaeren

Harry finally realizes that he has trouble keeping lovers both because of his looks and because he isn’t very good at sex. He does what he can to alter that, but it seems he’s never going to be good enough to satisfy a wizard lover. When Draco Malfoy offers, Harry thinks a casual relationship with him might be the solution to his problems. But he should have remembered one thing: when it comes to Harry, Malfoy has a problem staying casual.

And Still I Dream written by greenmegsnoham @greenmegsnoham with art by Gaudium_Chara @gaudium6191 

Draco was beyond frustrated with the school's preferential treatment of sports programs over the arts. Determined to collect what is due, Draco must come toe to toe with the ever incessant thorn-in-his-side, Varsity Basketball Captain, Harry Potter. Though Draco may not receive the financial support he'd been hoping for, he just might get a boyfriend out of it instead…

OR

When you Dream a Dream, it just may come true…

Curiosity, Wonder, Spontaneous Delight by cloudings

After Harry hears some rumours about Malfoy, he becomes more and more curious until he just has to get some answers. Malfoy is more than prepared to give him anything he needs, just as long as he gets something back in return. Harry’s not sure why he’s surprised that it’s something moderately illegal.

In which Ron continues to get far too many eyefuls, Hermione has had quite enough with everybody, and Harry’s not sure why enemies to friends to friends with benefits isn’t enough for him.

OR

Harry becomes incredibly curious, and somewhere along the line ends up accidentally falling in love with Draco Malfoy. Because of course he bloody would.

A Shower, A Meal, A Nap, and A Shag by chickenlivesinpumpkin

Harry's supposed to be alone in Grimmauld Place...so why is there a Malfoy in his shower? And what's Harry going to do about it?

Part 1 of It Started in the Shower

Sunseeker by shiftylinguini @shiftylinguini

Harry is a struggling writer.

Namely, he is struggling with: writing his next book, dealing with his agent, finding a decent tea strainer, fielding his friend's concern over the aforementioned book, and figuring out who the cat loitering in his garden belongs to.

He also has a slight liking-Malfoy problem. Okay, he has a massive liking-Malfoy problem.

A Life Worth Remembering by Writcraft @writcraft

Severus Snape wakes in St Mungo’s, to discover that a potions accident has wiped the last forty years from his body and mind. Just twenty-five years old, Severus is reliant on Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, now both in their forties, to help him fill in the missing decades. As Severus tries to navigate a much-changed world, Harry and Draco struggle with a secret of their own.

( •ॢ◡-ॢ)-♡ I hope you enjoy these fics as much as I have! Happy reading, y’all! xoxo Carey  (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*💜💙💚💛❤💗💕💖

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I'll wait for you (wait for me)

for @thefreakandthehair's spicy six spring challenge :)

ao3

Steve, surprisingly, has never minded Eddie’s driving. The first time the kids had told him Eddie was driving them somewhere he’d nearly panicked, but then he’d beaten them out to the quarry and had to listen to the little twerps complaining about how Eddie ‘drove like a grandma’ the whole way there.

He’d asked about it, and Eddie had just given him a wry smile and cracked a joke about ‘precious cargo’. It had made something flutter in Steve’s chest, and he’d brushed Max’s claims about Eddie’s driving off. In fact, he doesn’t really consider it again until April nearly six months later, when he finds himself calling Eddie from the pay phone across the street from Moretti’s Tires.

“Yeah?” Eddie says when he picks up. Steve groans.

“Is that how you answer the phone?” he asks.

“Oh, sorry - Munson’s Murders, you pick ‘em we brutalize ‘em.”

“That doesn’t even rhyme,” Steve says. “Wait, no, I only have one more quarter, can you pick me up?”

“Oh, sure, where are you?”

“The mechanic on Elm,” Steve says.

“Vinny’s? I’ll be right there, hold on,” Eddie says. Steve can hear him moving around before he hangs up unceremoniously.

“Rude,” Steve mutters. He looks back inside - the guy running the place is gone again.

Fifteen minutes later, Eddie’s van rolls up with music blasting out of the closed windows. Eddie doesn’t move to get out, so Steve just walks around to the passenger side. He tries the door and it won’t open, so Eddie pushes it from the other side.

“Sorry about that,” Eddie says, turning down the music. Steve hops into the van. “It’s a little sticky.”

“It’s fine, man, how’re you?”

“I’m alright. You need a ride back here when it’s done, or?”

“If you don’t mind? He said it’ll be a couple days.”

“Shit, good luck with that. Vin’s kind of an asshole, he might take longer.”

“Well, he’d better have it done by next Friday, I’m - we’re - I’m supposed to meet Rob in Chicago.”

“Yeah? Big date?” Eddie grins.

“Didn’t she beat that joke out of you yet?” Steve asks waspishly.

“Oh, come on, it’s funny,” Eddie says. Steve narrows his eyes.

“Anyway, she’s got a long weekend and I’m supposed to go see her.”

“I mean,” Eddie pauses. Steve looks over at him - he has one hand on the wheel and the other dangling in front of the armrest, and his eyebrows are furrowed. He’s wearing a cropped shirt under his jacket, and Steve can see the angry red scarring that hasn’t faded yet. It’s on his face, too, but Eddie only complains that his sides are still hurting. “I could drive you, if it’s not ready.”

“I couldn’t ask you to do that,” Steve says.

“You didn’t,” Eddie looks amused. “I’ve got shit I can do for however long you’re there -”

“We were gonna stay until Sunday night,” Steve says. The idea of sharing Robin’s tiny apartment with Eddie has Steve tapping his fingers nervously. “I’m not sure Robin’s place is big enough, though -”

“I can stay with my friends, we’ve got shit we can do for a weekend.”

“I’ll pay for gas?”

“Hell yeah, I’ll call Sam. If your car’s out of the shop by then I’m still coming with, though. Vampire rules.”

“I - what? What are you talking about?”

“Once I’m invited in, I’m in,” Eddie says. He makes some kind of weird ghost sound and wiggles his free hand around in front of Steve’s face, eyes still locked on the road.

“Sure, sure. Just - we can still hang out, some of the time. If you want to.” Steve doesn’t know if Robin’s told Eddie about herself, or their real reason for going to Chicago, but he’s sure she’ll be happy to hang out with him a bit if she has the chance.

“Sounds good! I’ll get you Friday morning?”

ao3

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[cup1dt3a]

April Fool’s Dawg

Summary: In honor of April fools day your two most chaotic friends decided to play a prank on you. One of them has a sweet surprise for you. Another has a cute little chick awaiting. How will this turn out come and find out on this prank-filled day!

This is one of his most favorite holidays. A day where he can play pranks on any in-suspecting victims of his and get away with it. Because of it being in honor of this holiday. And you’re going to be his most favorite to prank this year. Because he had been coming up with a plan to prank you. But you always busted him right before it got to the punch line.

So what is he going to do? Good question. His scheme will consist of a nice big ol cherry pie. Who doesn’t love it? Well those with bad taste buds but anyways the prank. It had to be done at the ramshackle dorm due to the vitous house warden still being a bit of a prick about this fun holiday. But what his genius prank is where he had to cut a hole into a spare almost broken old wooden table in the old dorm. So what he would do was after cutting the hole place the pie and a note right next to it. This prank would basically just be him grabbing your hand as you reach out to get a pice of the pie. No exaggerations just a simple little scare.

” Sorry for Accidentally losing your Hw I borrowed! I made you a pie for forgiveness. P.S. I still believe one of the flamingos ate it. Ace <3

“ Huh a pie…from Ace how sweet. What’s next the hedgehog eats it.” You rolled your eyes as you muttered reading the messy note.

“ Might as well help ourselves huh Grim?” You asked as he enthusiastically nodded his head stating “ Heck yeah I’m starving!”

As you told him to get some plates out you went to the kitchen to get a knife and silverware to cut the delicious pie. Just as you went back to where the pie was about to cut the pie a hand grabbed out to your arm having you scream. Just as the red head crawled out under the old table with the long cloth draped over him you had kicked his face.

“ OW! What was that for!?” The familiar voice cried out as he got out from under the table.

“ You scared me and I didn’t see you what do you expect me to do?” you grumbled kneeling down to the red head.

“ Well happy April fools you jerk!” He cried rubbing his nose where you had kicked him.

After apologizing you had all ate the pie. And had gotten a new table for your dorm since Ace knew you’d be mad at him for cutting a hole into it. But it was still an old table but in way better condition than the one you had. Ace even had used his one brain cell without Deuce too! So it was a win win. 1 was pie 2 was a new table.

He was against participating in such holidays at first due to the last time he had the prank had gone too far on the poor victim. And so on he had interpreted pranks to be that harsh. Along with the others he had seen like, memory loss prank, someone broke into my house, and the I got killed ones. Always super over the top and resulted in hurt feelings.

But a Ginger named Ace had said “ Dude, those are bad pranks good pranks are supposed to be fun or give the person a little spook not make them burst out in tears man.”

And so on with this new information and understanding he had finally participated. There maybe was a bet between the two along the way but that’s not important. Right now what was important was getting a good laugh out of you. So What better way to prank you would be to convince you into something but…What exactly?

As he strolled around outside campus with permission of course he had soon found a little baby chick outside on the road almost ran over by some idiot not paying attention as the zoomed off.

Deucr was relieved the poor baby wasn’t dead. As he picked up the chick to try and comfort its cried he then had an idea. As he was walking back to campus to examine the little baby some more. Why not try and convince you they had hatched from an egg already and that all the other eggs had chicks inside them.

He had learned about the difference between fertilized and unfertilized eggs from Trey and Riddle explaining it to him for an hour in a half. But anyways as he took them to his dorm room after asking Riddle if he could take care of the baby in case it was harmed in its wing. He had made it a little nest and then set the prank up.

“ Perfect I had found out that all the hard boiled eggs in the cafeteria are actually not boulder eggs!” He exclaimed once you got to his dorm.

“ Uh huh Deuce… Do I need to get Trey and Riddle to explain this to you?” You asked with concern.

“ No I mean they have baby chicks inside them still.” He shook his head.

“ I’m gonna go get them.” You sighed as he stopped you.

“ No just look at henna! I had kept the egg because it seemed to be different and next thing I know she hatched!” He said happily.

“ Really?” You asked shocked.

“ No.” he chuckled.

You now can’t believe you just fell for that even Ace was laughing as you explained what Deuce did.

Hello and hope you all enjoyed!

I hope your day has been going well or that it gets better

Sincerely- Cup1dT3a 💌

#ace trappola #twst #twst fluff #twst deuce #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #ace twst #deuce spade #Twst

[olibensstuff]

I don't know if someone has already asked this, but I would, in fact, like to hear about this mission impossible au :3

It sounds so exciting and action-packed!

OK OK THIS IS GONNA BE A SUPER LONG POST YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!

this is THE most self indulgent au I think I’ve ever made it appeals to me specifically!! Below the cut is the whole au plus some scribbles and sketches!!!

SO this takes place a few days pre episode one of tmnt 2012!! Which means these guys have NEVER left the lair before!! Something Bad Happens in the sewers I’m thinking explosion?? But the government goes in to check it out, where they discover the turtles!!! Splinter got very very hurt during sewer explosion and did not make it. When the gov finds the turtles, they’re coping with splints death and are Not doing well. The gov was going to take them in to study them, but the IMF get involved and offer them the Choice instead. Become a ghost and disappear, or be studied in a lab. Leo makes the decision for everyone

OK OK SO after that they wind up doing tons of super cool missions and stuff for the IMF. Raph is really angry at Leo for agreeing because he doesn’t like doing what some government wants them to do. He just wants to find a new sewer and go back to how things were (which they can’t really do anyways cause splinters dead). This leads to sort of destructive habits for a little while cause he’s so angry at his situation and lack of control in it

I DO WANNA ADD THEY GET HUMAN DISGUISES!!! They use fake backpacks to hide their shells and the rest of the disguise is literally just how they make disguises in the movie with all that cool tech!! I haven’t drawn many of them but here’s Raphs!!

I’ve got Mikey’s too but you’ll see that in a sec😚😚

OKOK SO THERES THAT CONFLICT GOING ON but the other bros are also coping?? Obviously it’s a lot of changes out of no where so they’re have an Experience

Dons a lot more deadpan- but in a silly way I promise

See????? Silly goofy🥺

Mikey’s stays the same for the most part!! He does have a bigger sense of responsibility though cause he wants to keep the family together while they’re constantly pulling off these crazy missions. here’s the crew and their roles!!

** Leo’s part is supposed to say “final say on plans” sorry😔😔 OK OK NOW THAT THATS OUT OF THE WAY HERES THE MAIN AU PLOT!!!

so the crew have done a couple of missions now, and they get one to figure out what’s going on at the TCRI cause a bunch of scientists have started going missing around that buildings area. The crew set up a plan, break in, only to discover it’s ran by aliens!! Who might have something to do with how the turtles came to exist in the first place!! And what’s worse is that there’s two teenagers caught up in the mix

introducing April and Casey!!

Mikey runs into them first and after they INSIST on helping he gets them roped into the whole thing.

Don doesn’t see April or Casey cause he’s doing guy in the chair stuff, so he isn’t crushing on April for this story BUT his and Casey’s relationship is still how it is in the show sort of

I just. I just really love their dynamic. It’s so funny to me. So silly….

in the end they take down all the Kraang after a bunch of cool action fights, raph and Leo make up, and everyone is happy yippee

SORRY THAT WAS LONG AND VERY INFODUMPY I CAME UP WITH THIS AT 12 AM AFTER WATCHING THE MOVIE FOR THE FIRST TIME SO ITS KINDA INCOHERENT

#tmnt #2012 tmnt #asks #Sorry for the bad scribbles most of them are small things I draw as warm ups for other drawigns #THANK YOU FOR ASKING #mission impossible

[mitchtheficus]

A Golden Lovers Timeline

PART 21: THIS IS WHAT LOVE LOOKS LIKE

It’s Wrestlemania weekend in New Orleans! (April 2018)

So let’s take a quick second to talk about our buddy hangman and his feelings. he’s not a huge part of this story, but he still managed to spear me in the heart anyway

(the hangman feelings part of this is essentially going to be taken from a post i made back in 2018, that became a twitter thread that Hangman retweeted and responded to, and generally seemed to like)

[ID: picture of Hangman quote tweeting my thread. His tweet says “The contents of this thread are misguided and definitely not a real view into my inner psyche. Not at all.” End ID]

Hangman gives a post-match promo after his Sakura Genesis match and I love it so much because it’s just so wonderfully, demonstrably false, right?

[ID: gif of Hangman yelling: “WHAT HAVE I DONE TO KENNY? NOT A DAMN THING!” End ID]

I mean, Hangman was pretty instrumental in helping Cody turn on Kenny. He held Kenny’s hands behind his back so Cody could hit him with a chair. He held Kenny’s face so he couldn’t even look away.

[ID: gif of Hangman holding Kenny while Cody stands before them with a steel chair from the GLs reunion night. End ID]

but his claim that he’s never done anything to Kenny is different from Cody’s delusional certainty that he’s The Hero Of This Story, because I think Hangman knows he’s lying

I think he’s been telling himself this lie over and over, hoping it’ll be true if he just says it enough times

Because here’s the thing about Hangman. The Bullet Club is his family.

[ID: gif of an ROH promo. Hangman is looking very earnest and saying “I have searched my whole life for a home and I found one in Bullet Club.” End ID. LINK]

Remember that time he got kidnapped by WWE and tortured? What was the first thing he did when he escaped? He went to his friends. His family.

[ID: picture of hangman’s tweet from Sept 24, 2017. It’s a picture of Hangman, Cody, Brandi, the bucks and their family. The caption says “What a beautiful family dinner tonight. Just what I needed after the WWE kidnapped and brutally tortured me for three weeks.” End ID]

When Kenny stopped him from having his moment at New Beginning in Sapporo it probably felt like a betrayal

[ID: gif of Kenny pulling the belt out of Hangman’s hands and then pushing him out of the way. End ID]

because Kenny, as his family, was supposed to have his back. And it seemed like Kenny was putting his own ego ahead of Page’s career.

That night everything happened so fast. Cody was yelling at him and Kenny was reaching for him, and it’s not like Hangman knows Kenny that well to begin with, they’re usually in different countries.

[ID: gif from the GL reunion night. Cody is yelling and Kenny and Hangman, Kenny is on the ground reaching for Hangman. Hangman looks between them, shirtless and unsure. End ID]

And Kenny had just kind of betrayed him. So he makes a choice.

There’s been a lot of focus in this story on how much the inter-faction tension is upsetting to Kenny and the bucks, and even Cody goes out of his way to lie about it bothering him

but Hangman has never really said much about it. He’s been pretty firmly on Cody’s side and that’s seemingly been all there is to it.

Except that we know from the BTE ep after Sapporo that it’s not, right?

Look at him, he’s so sad

and you can see him take that feeling and shove it down.

[ID: three gifs of Hangman in the shower facing the camera. He’s crying in the first, then in the second he breathes out and gets his crying under control. in the third he looks grim and sad and goes “yep” to himself. End ID. LINK]

That little “Yep” always kills me. He made his choice and he doesn’t believe he can turn back now.

Because if he ever admits to himself that Cody is in the wrong, he has to lose Cody too, and he’s already burnt the bridge with Kenny.

And maybe worst of all, he would have to admit that he helped break this family apart. So instead he leans in.

And he takes all that guilt and anger, and he focuses it on Kota Ibushi

[ID: gif of Hangman from an ROH promo. He looks angry and says: “Kota Ibushi you have become a home wrecker!” End ID. LINK]

but before Supercard of Honor, Kenny and Kota have another Wrestlemania Weekend appointment

[ID: promotional picture of the lovers and Trent and Chuck with the words “LOVERS VS FRIENDS” written on it. End ID]

they’re set to face Trent and Chuckie T of the Best Friends at WrestleCon! (April 5th, 2018)

(this match was originally available on the Highspots network, but I don’t see the 2018 show there now. i’m not sure if there’s any way to watch it legally anymore but thank god some kind soul has put the whole show on bilibili [LINK - 2:27:00])

unfortunately things don’t go quite as planned...

[ID: picture of Chuck speaking to the crowd before the match. He says “My partner tonight was supposed to be my best friend in the world, Mr. Trent Baretta. But unfortunately, some asshole hurt him real bad.” End ID.]

(the asshole in question was Chuck himself)

they do this whole bit where Chuckie tries to call out different people to be his replacement partner (it’s very funny and worth watching) including trying to harangue poor injured Trent into fighting anyway (blocked by Trent’s other tag partner Rocky Romero’s intervention)

Chuckie eventually tricks Flip Gordon into being his partner and they all have a great match

after the lovers win Kenny gets the mic and tells Flip (and us) this:

[ID: three gifs of Kenny says: “[referring to Chuck and Trent] This is what friendship looks like. And this is what love looks like.” Kenny puts his arm around Kota when he says the bit about love and Kota just beams. End ID]

the cheer they get :((((((((((( kota’s big smile :(((((((

(you can also look at Mith’s HD gifs of the moment here, and a recording of just the speech on tumblr here)

the next day Kota has a 6-man match at a Rev-Pro show (April 6th, 2018) that Kenny isn’t apart of (and i’ve never watched!)

Supercard of Honor - April 7, 2018

(btw the ROH commentators got criticized for being very “friendship” focused during Supercard of Honor (and then saying that calling the lovers “friends who love each other” wasn’t “labeling” them), and Ian at least listened and had convos with queer fans online and ended up making changes to how he spoke about them going forward, calling the lovers a “romantic relationship” during Cody’s May matches)

The hangman vs kota match happens first and is very fun [Official Youtube LINK; Unofficial LINK - starts at 00:31:00]

they’re both incredible athletes, and kota is so popular that hangman actually manages to get booed at an ROH show

You can see hangman’s personal animosity towards kota throughout the match, the way that they’re very similar wrestlers in some ways (a fact that is more interesting in hindsight given Kenny and Hangman’s tag team run in AEW), but ultimately Kota outclasses Page. It meshes well with Page’s 2018 stories in general, this is a man who is on the cusp of becoming one of the best wrestlers in the world, a main-eventer, but he’s not quite there yet

(there is no balcony flipping, but only bc they were forbidden from doing so)

and then it’s the main event! Kenny Omega vs Cody Rhodes [Unofficial LINK; BTE also has the end of the match filmed from ringside, which I highly recommend LINK]

Cody and Brandi come to the ring wearing gold from head to toe and Cody calls them the “Golden Lovers” :/

he’s accompanied to the ring by Bernard the Business Bear and the fucking cops, just in case it wasn’t clear who’s the bad guy here

the main action happens at the end. The ref gets knocked out and the young bucks come down to the ring

[ID: picture of the bucks with their foreheads pressed together, standing between Cody and Kenny’s prone forms. End ID]

they’re going to make a choice. for themselves, for bullet club. this is it, the moment where they pick a side and stick to it.

but they hesitate.

[ID: gif of the bucks standing in the ring, they look between Kenny and Cody. Matt points at Cody and then looks at the audience anxiously in response to their cheer. End ID]

even tho they’ve talked about this. even tho they know who Cody really is now, Matt is still wearing Cody’s belt around his waist. it’s still hard for him to attack his friend, the friend that Kevin Owens asked them to look out for. he keeps looking to the audience to get confirmation that this time he’s making the right choice

and they make their choice.

and they miss.

[ID: gif of the bucks going to superkick Cody but at the last moment Cody falls out of the way and they kick Kenny instead. End ID]

and Cody wins with the young bucks screaming and begging for Kenny to kickout

[ID: gif of Cody pinning Kenny while the ref counts, the bucks are in the background screaming “KICKOUT KENNY!!! KICKOUT!!!” and when the 3 count gets called you can see the horror of it hit them. End ID]

[ID: gif of Cody pressing a kiss to Kenny’s hand following the pin. Kenny is covered in Cody’s victory streamers and the bucks are in the background looking horrified. End ID]

after Cody leaves the ring the bucks go to Kenny

[ID: picture of Kenny still pretty prone on the mat, with Matt touching his shoulder as both bucks huddle over him. End ID]

and Kenny sobs into the mat

for the third time we see the Sapporo Reunion beats played out before our eyes

[ID: four gifs. in the first one Kenny pulls himself towards the ropes while Matt extends his hand, in the second we see the same moment from the reunion with Kota extending his hand to Kenny. In the 3rd Kenny is holding the ropes prepared to leave and Matt grabs his shoulder and turns him around. in the last one we see the same moment but this time Kota is the one who turns Kenny around. End ID]

but Kenny rejects them.

[ID: gif of Matt holding his arms open to Kenny, and Kenny pushing him away. End ID]

afterwards the bucks are left alone in the ring as the crowd rains abuse (and some encouragement) down on them

[ID: three gifs of the bucks in the ring and then leaving it and walking away. In the first the audience is chanting “YOU FUCKED UP! YOU FUCKED UP!” in the next they’re booing. in the last two different audience members say “He was your friend!” “You did the right thing!” The bucks look completely crushed. End ID]

we know it was an accident, but right then, in that moment, the crowd feels all the same anger and betrayal that Kenny does. i was there that night and it felt like the bucks stole the victory from us as much as Kenny. All match Cody was treating the audience like another character in the plot, picking fights with individuals and the crowd as a whole, making us hate him, openly hating us. we wanted to see him lose so badly. instead we had to watch Kenny cry.

the bucks immediately go to Kenny’s dressing room and apologize

[ID: picture of Matt and Nick talking to a seated, defeated looking Kenny while Kota looks on from beside Kenny. Matt: “We went out there to fix the problem! We’re Team Kenny! I swear to God, it was an accident!” Nick: “We chose you!” End ID]

and it’s just heartbreaking. they’re so earnest, they finally understand that Cody is a manipulative snake, and Matt has finally forgiven Kenny. but now Kenny is the one who’s hurting and isn’t ready to forgive.

[ID: two gifs, in the first Kenny says “It was never about teams, Matt! It was never about teams with you and I! We’re supposed to be best friends since the beginning.” Matt: “I know I know-” and Kenny goes: “Why did it even become a thing where we’re standing in the ring. “Oh I don’t know if I’m going to kick Kenny in the face. I don’t know if I’m going to kick Cody.”” We see the room flash to matt and nick standing in the ring looking uncertain. End ID]

he doesn’t care that they kicked him in the face. he cares that they hesitated.

That’s the betrayal to him. Not the fact that the Bucks accidentally helped Cody win. it’s that it was even a choice at all.

[ID: gif of Kenny demanding: “Would you turn on your wife? Would you turn on your kids? Would *I* turn on you?!” and Matt is distressed and goes “No, no of course not! We’re best friends, man! We’re the elite.” End ID]

you can see it in his questions that despite the conflict within the elite lately, Kenny always thought that this was one line they would never cross. the bucks might leave him to the wolves, but they would never turn on him. he had thought that their bond went beyond the possibility of betrayal

and i don’t think there was ever a version of this night where the bucks could have turned on Kenny either, not really. the hesitation was never really about deciding who to kick, it was just a moment of confused mercy where they didn’t want to do that to Cody, but they knew that they had to.

but sitting here with his body and pride hurting, nursing an unearned loss, facing the shadow of a betrayal that he never thought possible... Kenny can’t let it go. not tonight.

[ID: gif of Kenny saying: “There are no sides, and guess what? There is no Elite.” End ID]

[ID: three gifs. Kenny says: “Just like the beginning, with all your Meet & Greets, your t-shirts,” and Matt goes “no, no-” Kenny continues: “your website. It’s just all about the Young Bucks. It always was.” Matt yells at him: “It was about changing the world, Kenny!” End ID]

it just breaks my heart!!!!! it’s so cruel the way Kenny throws the bucks’ money-mindedness in their faces, because they always, ALWAYS did everything to include Kenny in those things! they got him his pro wrestling tees store, they made him get a twitter account, they wore his shirts to shows he wasn’t even on, promoted his stuff when he forgot to, they named their youtube channel Being the ELITE because it was for the THREE of them

money has always been a way they take care of family, and that always meant Kenny too.

and even tho Kenny has been the one saying “change the world”, watching this moment you can feel that it was Matt’s dream too, that doing that with Kenny, being a part of that, it meant something to him

Kenny is taking all these precious things and just throwing them in Matt’s face like they aren’t proofs of Matt’s love for him

and in the face of Kenny denying their very friendship, Matt becomes desperate. he reaches for Kenny

and that’s when Kota decides it’s time to shut this thing down.

[ID: gif of Matt reaching for Kenny’s arm, Kenny physically rebuffs him and Kota immediately gets up and pulls Matt away. He gets between Matt and Kenny and he yells and points towards the door. End ID]

you can already see a change in how Matt is treating Kota, the lack of animosity, the way the accepts that Kota has a right to kick him out of this room.

He’s worked through a lot of his own issues, he’s ready to reconcile

now it’s on Kenny to meet him half way

[PART 22] [ALL PARTS]

#golden lovers #goldenloverstimeline #kenny omega #hangman page #kota ibushi #maybe teared up a little watching the elite locker room fight again ;-; they just all love each other so much ;-; #cody rhodes #the young bucks #matt jackson #nick jackson #for any non-native english speakers who might be reading this “homewrecker” is slang used to describe someone who breaks up a marriage #mestuff #myyoungbucksgifs #myGLgifs #myomegagifs #myKotagifs #myCodygifs #i was there in person for all these matches that's so insane to me

[asterz-playz-official]

[WRITER’S NOTE: This has been sitting in a Google doc for almost two weeks now, so not all information is still relevant. Namely, Michael actually went out to get info about the End avatar that was killing people using their dreams.]

[Nevertheless, here you go. Have fun!]

Hospital visit probably happened because of an encounter Michael had with whatever would have attacked Gertrude? (M87?)

It’s literally the only statement she recorded post-twisting. Idk why. Actually, I could be completely wrong- I’m going to check.

It is.

So why hadn’t she gone out and done it herself….?

What was she doing instead? The twisting didn’t work anyway, is that why? Is she starting to get conflicting feelings about what she’s been doing?

I mean, she obviously hates that Michael’s wrapped up in this. The pain coming from her whenever she talks about Michael is palpable.

She’s guilty. (“I’m so sorry” started playing. Yep.)

Shame about having almost let Michael get killed to stop a ritual that wouldn’t have even worked is… holding her back. Significantly.

I’m not sure it was the thing that attacked Gertrude that got Michael hurt. I think he was trying to help with something dangerous cause- well, y’know. Worrying about her well-being and all that.

He “wasn’t going to use the knife”, though..? Why not? What was it that he went after- I’m gonna look through statements and see what happened around that time.

OK - Gertrude might have been worrying about whether or not to even try and pursue Manuela Dominguez’s threats. Michael, meanwhile????? Buddy what were you doing?????

OOHHHHHH

OKAY

GERARD DIED BEFORE THAT DATE

So Michael had already discovered the Book of the Trapped Dead- could be seen as him taking initiative, I guess, but I’m PRETTY sure he’s just flat-out freaked out and trying to maybe do something about it?

Oohhhhh wait-

Dark ritual.

Possible that he went after it to try and fix stuff?

(Nope.)

(What was it then-)

(Not stranger, not flesh)

(??!?!??? Spiral????? Not intentionally?)

Ohhhhhhh what if he was trying to confront whatever attacked his friend- and something tried attacking him?

And THEN he fell on the knife?

Wouldn’t that have been too far away for him to be able to get to the institute in time?

OUGH- ‘Kay, too much info at once. Whoops.

Think he thought he saw something, had the knife ready, and then got scared and accidentally stabbed himself?

Attempting to confront Gertrude????????????????? No, Doesn’t make sense.

Need to unscramble the events.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Ok. Fuckit. I think this was supposed to have happened sort of shortly after Gerard died.

NOT on April 4th. Because THAT doesn’t make any goddamn SENSE. (Apparently that’s unimportant oh well)

Michael Wasn’t going to give a statement… eventually sort of started to, but then got really nervous and asked to leave. (Feeling like he was being watched/judged)

Methinks elias doth watch too much :(

Though… perhaps Gertrude might think that she could use that?

No, apparently she doesn’t know.

Michael HATES the feeling of everything he does being watched and scrutinized. And he has to work there all the time- Elias’s probably having a fucking FEAST. I hate him.

Michael finds out a few more things (dunno what)

Then dark week happens?

Elias tries to get rid of Michael and Gertrude in one fell swoop. Secretly makes sure Michael “forgets” something at the office, then causes him to pass out somehow and lights a fire before coming down to meet Gertrude.

But the distortion saves Michael, though probably unintentionally.

OOH THE BOOK COULDN’T BE BURNED JUST LIKE HOW THE DOOR COULDN’T BE BURNED

Gertrude still had the map, I’m sure-

UNLESS SHE LOST IT

FROM FALLING OVERBOARD

OOOOOOOOH

Anyway

Michael the archivist — what will he do? Not be happy, for starters. He doesn’t know that Gertrude wanted Sasha for the job, because he and Gertrude hadn’t been talking that much shortly before everything happened.

But because he’s supposed to be supervising/working alongside people, he ends up awkwardly befriending Sasha and Tim (properly this time).

Jon’s almost always working, but Michael feels like he’s actually able to “get” him a little better than the others most of the time. He’s just less… confusing, more obvious about his intentions, and doesn’t do that frustrating double-meaning thing that other people do that makes him feel stupid. (Autism autism autism autism autismmmmmmmmm) Plus, Jon reminds him of Gertrude a lot, which is oddly comforting. (Platonic. Michael, as far as I’m aware, is aro/ace.)

Michael probably says something about worrying that they could lose the statements to another fire or something, and Jon, of course, suggests recording them onto a “less flammable” medium.

But Michael can’t record the statements, cause every time he starts to, he gets that feeling like something’s watching him, and nearly has a panic attack/nervous breakdown, forcing him to stop.

He doesn’t know that Jon’s been recording some statements himself, he just notices that Jon seems a little more high-strung than usual (and is trying to hide it.)

The door can enter the archives, but only ever does it when no one else is around (attempting to get Michael to believe that he really IS going insane)

Eventually he can’t take it anymore and just leaves his office and asks Jon if he can just do his work in Jon’s office.

Jon initially asks why, of course, but Michael’s expression kind of conveys the idea that he a) doesn’t have the ability to explain and b) doesn’t really feel comfortable discussing it. Jon warily suggests that Sasha might be a better work companion than he is, but Michael just looks even more nervous about that idea, and so Jon allows him in.

This is when he finds out that Jon’s been reading statements.

It’s simultaneously REALLY neat and unnerving to hear Jon reading them. He only realizes he’s staring when Jon glances up and asks if he’s alright/if the reading’s too distracting.

Michael just kinda wordlessly shakes his head, though when he gets back to his work and Jon starts again, he finds himself getting lost in the words and seeing everything Jon’s describing in his head like a nightmarish daydream.

It’s… kind of terrifying- the fear of the person who’d given the statement comes through in waves from the narration that Jon’s doing. Although, once Jon’s done recording, Michael feels a bit tired, as if he’d just tried to do three hours worth of work in a single hour. He gets up, saying he’s got to go lie down because he’s suddenly tired.

He takes the handle of the door, noticing only dimly that it feels different from the one he’d walked in through — sort of gives him a tingling sensation in his hand — and without taking a moment to think more deeply about this strange feeling, he walks right in to the twisting deceit.

He doesn’t seem to realize that the hallways are wrong when the familiar turns do not show themselves along the route they’re supposed to be found on.

Or that they do not move, no matter how far he walks down them.

It is only when he stops, tries to move backwards, that everything stutters forwards, and an overwhelming dizziness knocks him to the floor.

Or- the wall? He knew he must have fallen — he’d felt it, he’d definitely fallen — but now at his back was a wall. And the floor sat firmly beneath his feet, and the hallway kept stretching… up? No, it was forward now.

He tried turning.

The hall stayed exactly where it was, in front of him, stretching far out beyond his visual range.

The growing panic in his chest crescendo’d as his footsteps began to fall upon dark, crimson lines.

At this point, he had already started to become aware of his situation, in some corner of his mind. So the scene presenting itself to him only came as salt in the wound, teasing that fear that had started to bite at his lungs.

Scrabbling, bloody hand-marks and currents of red, stretching down the hallway like a gruesomely painted pattern. At first, there were only the signs of a single person’s gruesome death at the hands of whatever this place was, but soon other shadows of nasty fates began appearing on the walls, the doors, everything Michael could see, until the entire hall was dark with frantically splattered, dripping, metallic-scented blood.

He knew where he was now, and the knowledge sat in his chest like a heavy, sharp-edged stone.

This was it.

He was going to become one of these grotesque, scared paintings on the walls.

He wondered, for a brief, painful moment, if one of these might have been Ryan.

But he knew that Ryan’s body had been found. It was not here with him.

He almost wished it had been taken into this place. So that perhaps he could at least die knowing a friend was at rest here, too, sleeping somewhere nearby-

But he wouldn’t have been sleeping soundly if he were here, would he.

Michael certainly wouldn’t be.

A small, strangled sound came from somewhere in the hall, and after a moment, Michael realized it had been made by him. There were tears rolling down his face, unnoticed by him until droplets started to fall from his chin, and with that awareness came the awareness of a horrible pit in his stomach, and the need to collapse. To sit down, on the ground, and just wait. He did not want to keep going. He didn’t want to keep moving. But the floor was too slick with gore, and every pause sent him tumbling even faster forward, and so he walked.

Every miserable step feeling automatic and monotonous.

The specifics of the surroundings had simply started to become abstractions in his mind, as he’d given up on trying to focus on or make any real sense of them, and in a way, that scared him much less. Perhaps it was just the exhaustion making his senses less sharp, but he was starting to feel less like he was losing it, and more like he was stuck in some sort of really bad dream.

Ryan had just had really bad schizophrenia, and Michael was now just dreaming, because he had been terrorized by a freaky, mysterious door, and had been lulled asleep by the sound of Jon reading those statements of other people who’d gotten similar things happening to them.

He knew this was bullshit, and so did the halls. The blood was no longer plastering the place, he now noticed, but still the hall led on. And on. And on.

Michael tried not to pay attention to the hallways as they changed… at least, not until there no longer seemed to be any there.

At this point, his mind seemed to have adapted to the overwhelming sense of inescapable doom, and a despairing numbness had settled over him until now.

For a moment, he was relieved, and began to walk faster, hoping this could finally be an exit… only to slam right into a wall.

One he could not see. And there was a reflection in it- a mirror.

Except…

…the hand in the mirror was not his.

He couldn’t seem to find the strength to scream as he pulled his hand back, away from the mirror, just as the thing’s fingers tried to close around his hand. He ran, tried to go another direction, and hit another glass wall. He couldn’t make sense of any of it, couldn’t tell where anything was. The patterns of glass and empty space between them seemed to just keep spinning and shifting, and whenever he thought he might finally understand the pattern, it would change again, and he would narrowly missed the grasping fingers reaching out to him through another mirrored wall.

He could hear the creature’s laughter echoing- no- no, that wasn’t quite right, it didn’t echo. The noise… twisted around itself, somehow- it… undulated, and split, and distorted. And it hurt. It hurt his ears and his head and every part of him to listen to.

He wanted to snap and scream for it to shut up, but he knew that would do nothing.

It is in every mirror now, Its many forms distorting and undulating in grotesque, unearthly ways, like twisting clay being molded and shaped and reshaped by some invisible hand, every single one of the shapes still laughing.

He cannot even see his own reflection, there are too many of them, and for one horrible moment, he considers that perhaps the distorted shadowy forms are simply all his.

He doesn’t look down to check and see if it isn’t true.

He doesn’t want to.

The rationalization that this might be all a dream is swiftly slipping away, and soon he can no longer keep his hold on this hope. It is all he can do to keep running. Dodging the swirling figures and their grasping, clawing hands, like lumps of clay grotesquely stretched and molded into an approximation of a human form.

And then his hand hit a wall.

There had been no warning before the thing grabbed him, only a sudden jerk, and flashing scream of pain from his arm as he tried to wrench it away, screaming for help to no one and nothing but the thick, swirling air.

It was dragging him towards the foggy glass, and he helplessly watched as his hand touched the glass… and slipped through, as though the surface was merely water.

The sensation was… unimaginable. Indescribable. And it tore through his hand, which was no longer really a hand, because it… it… wasn’t. It wasn’t anything. It was undulating, spiraling away from the arm that was being tugged through the mirror, but he could barely feel it, and yet feel all of it. All of it, everywhere around him.

The place was… it felt like it was digesting him.

But as he registered this, feeling a scream stick fast in his throat, he noticed a faint spot of feeling where the spirals did not touch. His shoulder was about to sink in, and as he felt it touch the surface and begin to unravel and spiral, twisting and turning through the halls he could not see but feel, he shut his eyes and willed every part of himself into and through the gap. Trying to keep his hold on himself for long enough and securely enough to-

And almost as quickly as it had started… it stopped.

There is a floor beneath him, but it isn’t the floor of the twisting hallways. It is solid, and unchanging, and very, very real.

His legs buckle beneath him, and he collapses to the ground, sobbing with relief as the terror he’s been locked in for what had felt like hours finally flows out of him, draining away into his surroundings.

At some point, someone finds him there on the floor, and he’s taken to the breakroom, where he gets plenty of water, not quite enough food, and more than enough questions.

He’s just relieved to be alive. And he’s too tired to answer too many questions, so they eventually leave him alone. He sleeps in the archives that night, feeling too exhausted to take a ride home.

It’s far from a comfortable sleep. But for some reason, it’s the most restful one he’s had in a while.

#the magnus archives #tma #michael shelley #michael tma #tma au #tma unwinding au #unwinding au #Gertrude Robinson #Gertrude tma #Johnathan sims #jon tma #the distortion #the distortion tma #the spiral

[botheringlevi]

oh that's good to know :3 i wasn't too sure about how i should address you and we kinda never talked about it. but i'm glad we got that sorted out^^

of course you would work ahead unlike miche or hange. they usually ask for help after taking a few days off.

sure i'd love to help out in the stables^^ horses seem to like me a lot for whatever reason - my friends say it's because of my "calm and soothing energy" but i'm not too sure about that 😅

hahaha even if i had to shovel shit i really wouldn't mind. it has to be done and it's better for everyone afterwards - especially for the horses.

well i'll head back to my office then. i have to prep some investment contracts for our next outing to the interior. erwin said we didn't get as many sponsors as we need or as many as he wanted to get i suppose so my squad and i will have to go back and kiss more asses 🙄

- 🥛

[Previous ask]

*Grunts* It’d be better to have it written officially somewhere, but that’s the Admin’s job, not mine. I don’t want it, anyway.

Can happen, but it’s not a habit. Every one of us who’s considered—at the veteran level takes their duty seriously. *Retorts* Even though as far as Hange’s especially concerned, it doesn’t seem like it. It’s not just Erwin and me who lead by example. Morale is this regiment’s highest priority besides warm bodies.

One of friends also had a quirky intrinsic bond with animals.

I see.

Tch, if I have other capable hands to do it, I leave it to them. Or assign them depending on whether it’s punishment or not. You might not mind, but no one wants to be shoveling shit.

*Grunts* I know. Good luck. And don’t fail this time. For now, expeditions from April on are up in the air, but at least we have a bit of time to make up for it.

Don’t miss preparations once you all get back. The 25th will get here sooner than you think.

#levi ackerman rp #aot rp #aot roleplay #attack on titan roleplay #levi.answers #rp blog #levi rp

[bluewithpurplepolkadots]

Some 2012 critique about Karai specifically look away.

Honestly weird incest even put aside as dragging things down: 2003 Karai is just supremely more interesting as a concept than her 2012 counterpart. So is the Rottmnt version.

Like 2012, as well as the fact it should have taken in 2003s back story to remove the lingering weirdness that the Leo shipping caused: really should have considered intaking 2003 Karai’s personality and struggles as at least a base to expand on.

Frankly: 2012 Karai turning her back on things because of who she’s actually related to is simply far, far less interesting than someone struggling with the concept of ‘honour’ while having a father figure who is a deeply evil man.

Maybe Karai had a sensei who taught her such things when Saki was busy.

Karai’s morality is really a question which doesn’t get answered in 2003: we have no solid basis for where her sense of honour came from though I suppose we can infer like leo she goes hard for bushido (before she went off the deep end anyway). But: That’s something 2012 could have done. 2012 could have expanded on something like that. Have a version who made a cleaner break. Or a messier one. Who knows. 2003 Karai is great as an idea but could do with more exploration as to the ‘why’. Or in 2012: the dangers, horror and anxiety inherent in a teenager doing/questioning the same thing as opposed to her adult version. Like kids in real life even deal with this thing themselves: the realisation your parents are in fact terrible people but perhaps you still love them. Or perhaps you’re just so very very afraid of what it means for you. Like a part of why 2012 works is I think ‘oh god these are children’ when horrifying things happen. But 2012 Karai… she’s kind of just a generic bad girl who bad things happen to. It feels like? To me anyway.

Sometimes the most horrifying concept of being the golden child is the fact the position is often so precarious. It is never solid. It can shift on the wind. And with someone like the 2012 shredder? Yeesh.

Rottmnt and 2003 Karai feel a lot more alike than 2012 Karai honestly? Like Rottmnt is what 2003 Karai might have been in a different time/circumstances. 2012 Karai feels nothing like them. All she has is the same name. Which isn’t even really hers.

Like making April and Casey kids however it doesn’t really seem to want to do anything interesting with the idea beyond shipping. But there’s so many interesting ideas you could work with on the fact these are all kids: which the show doesn’t always really explore very well in my opinion. We never even see Aprils aunt? Or much of Casey’s family like his sister? It’s all told not shown.

2012 is such a mixed bag. There’s things I really really like and very good ideas but it is so damn rough and buried under a pile of…. Something.

It’s basically the good idea/bad idea animaniacs bit manifest.

#TMNT #TMNT 2k3 #rather like bishop it’s kind of a downgrade #like rottmnts version feels far more true to the character honestly #like how she might have gone through if the shredder was her bio dad and she was in a different time/without the turtles #And the whole possession thing to contend with #Rottmnt and 2003 Karai feels like they could be in the same ball park 2012 is like a different sport which stole a name #2012 criticism ? #Like if you’re going to change it then make it interesting like Rottmnt did #not less #Like I think a part of me feels weirded out by the ‘blood will out’ implications in 2012 #like imagine a Karai who was shredders bio daughter #It would be cooler frankly #idk it feels like when the Atla comics teased the idea of ozai not being Zuko’s father: annoying

[thedovahcat]

Gorillas and Computing

Don’t remember when the last update was.

I think I mentioned I have to put off school till next year because of money reasons?

Either way, to reiterate then for my own sake, I ended up joining that CS50x class Harvard is offering for free online so I have something to study/do in the meantime until Spring 2024.

I’m realizing how good it was that I started with Java on my own back in April (I only jumped into CS50 in the middle of this month of June) because boy, coming in COLD to these sort of subjects is no easy or laughing matter. I’ve normally not submersed myself in such technical fields before, considering my artist degree background. Which, in and of itself is kind of funny because I don’t consider myself the most creative artsy person there was. Now I can legally blame the autism for having me most often side with logic and technicality and what have you, even if I don’t seem that way on the outside.

But still, rolling back a bit, immersing yourself in this totally different world is definitely not something I am used to.

The first week was making a program with Scratch, a bit difficult at first until I started to get the hang of things. Project went really well, made a cute lil’ shooty game.

Second week introduced us to programming in C. And getting used to the syntax and all its little quirks ‘ stuff.

This week we’re going over arrays, which was about where I stopped in Java so from this point on I’ll be going into it blindly.

On arrays, yes I do understand what they are and how they’re used, but I’m finding that typing out parameters and what it is I want to happen in specific loops and such- that’s proving to be the real kicker. Was really struggling with a project yesterday and ultimately gave up and had to look at the answers. Felt real bad about it, even though I’ve only been doing this for 2 months. Not a lot of time at all.

I get a bit disillusioned when I read people who are much younger than me mastering this stuff (allegedly) in like 6 months to a year, there’s just no way that’s possible. There’s SO much stuff to learn and practice, like... Unless they’re up for 14+ hours a day doing ONLY coding and not having a life (not that I am but I believe in this thing called work-life balance) then maybe I can see them being farther than me in about a year’s span or some months.

But, what they don’t have is job experience. I do. I have to remember that all this memorization and stuff I need to do for school, while yes it will help at a job, a job doesn’t give a hoot how you did something as long as it’s done correctly and well enough. Or at least it was that way at my last job, I suspect it can’t be much different in other places honestly.

Moving back to this project I felt I failed on, anyway, studied it as much as I could until I understand what exactly the code was doing, because I figured that would be much better than me copying the answer and then NOT understanding it. Fast forward to today, another project with some similar characteristics that they want.

Actually sat down and wrote out pseudocode of what I wanted the program to do which helped me organize my thoughts. I suppose it’s not unusual to kind of know what you want in your head initially. You just don’t sort out all the particulars and such until you’re actually writing the code itself. Anyway, I wrote that out, then got started implementing what I believed the program would need. Things got WAY too complicated too quickly but because I built enough to see visually for myself, I felt more comfortable googling how to do certain things, rather than look at the Discord and see what everyone else was doing.

Even then, implementing google answers doesn’t mean things are automatically going to work. So that forced me to go over the code some more and really start working on all the separate pieces one by one. Slowly things began to click into place and I understood faster what it was I was doing, or what I had left to do.

I can happily say I completed the project and got everything working as intended. Printed it out on paper and stuck it in my notebook after writing many many notes explaining what each thing does for my own sake. But, looking at it zoomed out now... The code looks so simple and short. I really didn’t need to over-complicate things in the beginning like I did (too bad I didn’t save that first iteration). That’s a habit I tend to have. I make things harder than they need to be at first because I don’t really understand something or what I’m doing. But, once I get it, then things go a lot smoother.

Everyone’s probably like that though with some things! Just a lil’ observation I had about myself is all. Thinking back to my first days as a graphic designer and how they were essentially the same. It would take me hours to do something in a very convoluted way, but only a year or two later I was zooming along. Knew all the shortcuts, knew easier ways to do things.

I can’t wait till I start having moments like that with this programming stuff. Yes I know you’re never truly finished learning, but it’ll be soooo nice when I hit that point to where I can think and translate what I want onto the page a lot faster. And it’ll be much more efficient.

That’s about it for now. June’s already over. This year is halfway over. We don’t have OFMD season 2, I have a trip to Dallas in July I’m super excited for, and I can study and exist at a mostly leisurely pace right now. I’ll enjoy it while I can :)

....

Already getting college nightmares and the like anyhow. Eughhh.

#math and gorillas #nothing bad i just do life updates #all my friends get to have live playbyplay as it happens #yall get summarized

[sometimes-men-need-help-too]

Can I ask what you mean by “men’s rights?” I know men face issues because of the patriarchy, but could you explain to me how misandry effects men’s rights? Don’t men live in a privileged position, say for example, not having to worry about things like the debate for bodily autonomy that Roe v. Wade brings up? And I’m not talking about trans men that are included within that conversation, I’m talking cishet white men who don’t face oppression. What does the phrase “men’s rights” mean in that lens? How can cishet white men be oppressed by misandry?

I actually have an ask about this, asking me what I mean by men's rights from April that I haven't answered yet. I've started working on it though and stopped because of school and it's just been in my drafts for the time being. However, I'll get it out sometime before August , hopefully. I won't go into detail here because as I said, I have that ask.  If you want, and you're not already following this blog, you can message me and I'll message you when it's finished or something like that.

> but could you explain to me how misandry effects men’s rights?

I don’t understand what you mean by that. Misandry is:  dislike of, contempt for, or ingrained prejudice against men (i.e. the male sex) 

Similarly to feminism fighting against misogyny, men’s rights fights against misandry

> Don’t men live in a privileged position, say for example, not having to worry about things like the debate for bodily autonomy that Roe v. Wade brings up?

I don’t believe men are privileged and I think that kind of talk (and I’m not saying this a some sort of accusation or something against you) leads to less compassion for men’s issues. That may not be the way everyone who believes that feels, but some do and it can slowly come to that over time. Those people will start looking at men as though they have it easy or easier and that is incorrect. Both men and women have their own problems. 

As for bodily anatomy, circumcision falls under that. 

> What does the phrase “men’s rights” mean in that lens? How can cishet white men be oppressed by misandry?

Respectfully, it doesn’t matter. Them being white or straight or not trans doesn’t mean they’re not going to feel the consequences of misandry. One such example is rape. men, as a whole, don’t really get recognized as rape victims. That is one of the big problems men face. It’s not even just with the regular people--it’s the laws set in place. The laws are excluding them and I’ll show you two examples from the response I have for that ask: 

This is Georgia 's law (From the US)

As mandated by O.C.G.A. § 16-6-1, the offense of rape occurs when there is any penetration of the female sex organ by the male sex organ of:

a female forcibly and against her will, or

a female who is less than ten years of age.

This is from Switzerland: 

Any person who forces a person of the female sex by threats or violence, psychological pressure or by being made incapable of resistance to submit to sexual intercourse is liable to a custodial sentence of from one to ten years.  

That’s a problem, as I said. Every rape victim should be recognized and given help and justice. But how is that supposed to happen in situations like this? Then you have the regular people; the people who who laugh and make jokes and all. That’s not cool and especially not on someone’s mental health. And I acknowledge that there are men doing it as well which is wrong. But there are also plenty of women who don’t take the notion of male victims seriously either.

Anyway, the answer to the ask that I will get done eventually, will go into much more detail. It will feature other topics like homelessness, how  men are treated with their mental health differently and a lack of resources, the discrimination within the legal system, etc etc 

Sources: 

https://bixonlaw.com/georgia-rape-laws/

https://fedlex.data.admin.ch/filestore/fedlex.data.admin.ch/eli/cc/54/757_781_799/20200701/en/pdf-a/fedlex-data-admin-ch-eli-cc-54-757_781_799-20200701-en-pdf-a.pdf

Also thank you for the ask! 

#mens rights #answered asks

[shortguyswag]

HLS 12: Sea Fever

(read on Ao3 here)

ZELDA:

    Statement of Cahira Autumn, regarding…

Cahira:

    The sea. 

Zelda:

    Statement given April 3rd, 103 post-calamity, recorded directly from subject. 

Cahira:

    Before I begin, I want to make one thing very clear. I do not like talking about this. I haven’t even told my brother, and I tell him everything. The only reason I’m telling you this is because maybe if you guys know, someone will be able to do something to stop things like this from happening. 

    It happened when I was about 14, so 4 years ago, though it doesn’t feel like it’s been all that long since it happened. I was out on a fishing trip with my friends, our first one without any adults, we were 14, we could handle it. Our parents were hesitant, but we promised that we’d stay relatively close to the shore and they let us go. We kept that promise. We didn’t want to lose the chance to do this again. So when I jumped off the boat to get Leo’s fishing rod, it was more than a bit of a shock when literally everything was gone, and the boat was too. I mean I still had Leo’s fishing pole! I may have been stuck in a place a lot different than where I was, but at least I still had Leo’s fishing pole! I don’t know if my priorities were messed up, or if I was just trying to cling to the only positive that I could find, but that was what I focused on. There was nothing else around in any other direction, so it’s not like there was much else to focus on anyway.  

I don’t know why, and looking back, it was really stupid, but I started swimming. I mean, what else was I supposed to do? Just… drown? Float there and hope whatever dropped me here had mercy on me and dropped me back home? No fucking thanks. So I swam. If I drowned, I was probably going to drown anyway and at least I did something. But I didn’t drown. I guess that’s obvious with the fact that I’m here talking to you but I shouldn’t be here. My arms should have given out. I don’t know how much swimming you’ve done, but it’s fucking exhausting. Especially for long distances, so I don’t know how far I swam, but I shouldn’t have been able to do that. Every time I started lagging something gave me just enough energy to swim a little longer. Eventually I just closed my eyes and let myself sink. I was never getting out of there, i figured i may as well accept it. And then as I sank, my feet brushed the bottom, and I realized that the water was shallow enough for me to stand again. I stood up and cleared the water from my eyes and I could see Lurelin. Bridgett saw me, and ran to give me a hug. I was really dehydrated at that point, so I think I said something really stupid like ‘I’ve got Leo’s fishing pole.’ and she just started crying and hugging me harder. Apparently they thought I was dead, which, honestly, I’m a little surprised I wasn’t. Bridgett’s hug was really warm though. 

Unfortunately, the ocean wasn’t comforting anymore. It felt like whatever decided to play with me for however long I was in that infinite expanse was always waiting. One wrong move, one moment of vulnerability, and I would be back there again! One misstep and I would be back in that… thing’s realm and I know that if I went there again, I would not make it out. 

[CHAIR SLIDING ON THE FLOOR]

Cahira: 

I hope you’re happy with that because that’s all you’re getting. 

[FOOTSTEPS, A SIGH] 

I do hope it helps. Really.

[DOOR CREAKS AND SHUTS]

[CLICK]

[CLICK]

Zelda:

I’m looking through some of the statements we salvaged from the old library, and I’m listening and thinking about this statement, and I can’t help but wonder why some of these things happened to these people. Is it just bad luck? Did they do something wrong? Were they in the wrong place? What was it that Miss Autumn did to get the attention of whatever was toying with her? Or was it just hungry, and she was just unlucky? [SIGH] I really don’t know. I’m staring in the face of things so much bigger than me, and I’m trying to understand, but I feel like I can never quite grasp anything more solid than air! Am I doing anything worthwhile, or is this just completely useless! I don’t know, and I don’t like that! [quieter] That scares me. Not knowing if I’m doing anything useful.

I think I need to get some food. Soup sounds nice.

[CLICK]

#Hyrule Library for the Supernatural #tma au #botw #ok i know it's probably not wise to post out of order #but consider #im tired and dont care #Orion is writin

[adultswim2021]

Robot Chicken #53: “Ban on the Fun” | October 28, 2007, 2007 - 11:30PM | S03E11

Hello Kitty gets a hairball? Now I’ve seen everything! Folks, that was my favorite bit in the whole episode. Look at me, dismissing it out of hand.

What else does this episode have? A senseless runner where the main dude form 300 says “This. Is. ____! (something other than Sparta)”, a grotesque but just-plain silly parody of the final scene from Rocky, and a sorta-clever sketch that takes place immediately after the fade-out in Thelma and Louise. I didn’t mind any of them too much, but I did not laugh. There’s also a thing where two meth cookers conjure Crystar. I don’t know who that is and I don’t care to find out. Seems like nerd shit to me.

Also notable is the “Scientist Mad With Power” sketch, about the scientist who declared Pluto was no longer planet (then roughly topical) going crazy and also declaring that other things weren’t what they were supposed to be. I sorta liked this one, and feel like it’s maybe the most cohesive idea in the whole show. The punchline is satisfying enough. I didn’t hate this one!

There’s also the memorable “Home Life of the Maytag Repairman”, a take-off of the Maytag Repairman ad campaign. The joke in the ads is that he’s never busy because Maytags don’t break very often. The boredom has driven him to become so mad that he strikes his wife, who leaves him. He blows his brains out, which splatter all over a Maytag dishwasher. This one’s fairly well done as far as Robot Chicken goes, I guess. 

The final sketch is Laff-a-Munich, which is a parody of both Steven Spielberg’s Munich (which I’ve never seen; I’m honestly only faintly aware of the real-life events that it portrays) and Hanna Barbera’s Laff-A-Lympics. I grew up on the Hanna Barbera stuff to some degree (mostly by way of VHS best-of compilations), and I actually remember a brief period of time when I tuned in to Laff-A-Lympics repeats on USA Network in the afternoons. You’d think I’d be fonder of this sketch. 

I guess I’m either noting a mild improvement in the show, or that I’m a little more used to it. It rarely excites me or makes me laugh, but it doesn’t seem to make me angry like it used to. Even knowing what I know now, I still wouldn’t bother to watch it outside of this blog. There are often sketches on the show where the writing is all-over the place, with jokes that don’t really build on the premise but are just a collection of “funny” things happening. I think the excuse was that the show was meant to feel like a little kid with a short attention span smacking their different toys around in nonsensical scenarios. The show does seem to be a little more focused overall and have more solid sketches. I still mostly don’t like it, though.

MAIL BAG

Please forgive my scattered absences. I actually wrote this post and accidentally saved it as a draft and forgot to queue it. Also, I think daylight savings eve got skipped? No idea why, that one was tumblr’s fault, but if I thought of it I might have gone in and forced it to publish.

I played the new Ninja Turtles brawler game Shredder's Revenge and you can't play as Venus De Milo. You can play as April O'Neil though (the porn star, not the reporter)

April O’Neil does some terrific work. Anyway: I read that the one guy sold his share of the Ninja Turtles to the other guy, and the guy who holds the rights now HATED Venus, and deleted all mentions of her on the official website. There was even like, some blog thing that was meant to keep her in the canon and he DELETED it harshly. HBOMax much?? SEXIST MUCH???

#adult swim #adultswim2021 #robot chicken

[kaiba-cave]

I need to start saving up money to buy a house or something lmao my rental situation is stressing me tf out. Not that I have any money to spare to save, and I probably wouldn’t be able to get a mortgage even if I had enough saved for a down payment, pfft. Like I swear I didn’t have as many grey hairs before the basement flooded and all this shit happened as I do now.

If the basement had never flooded I’d still be perfectly happy down there but it’s now two months later and they’ve only just removed the damaged walls. Landlord’s wife is coming back April 26th and it definitely won’t be done by then, so I have to either find somewhere that’s short term or go to my mom’s house for who knows how long. And anyone who’s followed me for years knows how little I get along with my dad when we live together, so I’m dreading that. I’d almost rather stay in a hotel if they weren’t too expensive, except I have my cat and finding a pet friendly place is hard enough.

I was supposed to move into the main floor apartment but that lady decided she doesn’t want to leave. I don’t know if the landlord has a legitimate reason to evict her either because I know they don’t get along, but if you don’t have a legit reason you can’t just kick her out. 🤷‍♀️

Also this might be dumb but out of everything the thing I feel the worst about is that my cat loves it up here. I feel like super guilty that I’ve let her get used to a nice apartment with windows she can look out of, only to bring her back down to the basement eventually anyway. Is that stupid? lmao like I know she’s a cat and she’ll probably forget about it in a week once we’re back in the basement, but still. I’d gladly pay another $300 for an above ground apartment with windows just for her. Plus I’m just paranoid about it flooding again.

AND on top of everything the landlord mentioned how the basement apartment would be a bit more for rent once it was done and I didn’t say anything at that point because I thought I’d be going to the main floor so it wouldn’t matter, but as far as I’m aware a landlord can’t raise rent when they do renovations when the renovations were done because of damage. It’s not like I voluntarily moved out and am now going back, I was forced out and once the renovations are done I should have the exact same rent as before. So now I’m like ugh I’m going to have to confront them about that eventually. They’ve been good this whole time and I’m easygoing so we’ve gotten along really well and they won’t expect me to be like mmmm no, but I’m not paying more for rent when I shouldn’t have to. Unless they only raise it like $50 or something I might just let it be, but more than that, no.

I’m going to ask the insurance estimator who’s been kind of helping me out about that again just so I know for sure they can’t do that, because he knows what he’s talking about.

I’m just stressing tf out lmao I’ve actually gone and looked at two apartments. One was affordable but tiny (like probably the size as what I have in the basement, just with an extra wall so there’s technically a bedroom), and another today that was just meh, kind of old and bleh.

And since I live in the Niagara Region of Ontario it’s RARE to find anything less than $1200, and then half the time you also have to pay utilities, and unlike here internet wouldn’t be included either, which also isn’t cheap. And I’ve looked like cities away from where I am but there’s just nowhere cheap.

Too bad I can’t move across the border into Buffalo or Niagara Falls, NY, lmao. Some of those places are cheap af even for American dollars and I’m literally right across the river and paying like double what they are. Sigh.

And smaller issue but still something I think about, my couch (which was also my bed) got ruined and since I didn’t get any money from my insurance I can’t replace it. My Pa helped me buy it and I feel bad that it got wrecked after only having it for like two years. It was expensive too. So no matter where I end up I still need a bed or another sleeper couch.

AAAAAAHHHHHHHH

#text #long post sorry just venting