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So I saw the post about the calliope and Jon going to Elias first and decided to look into something. And I stumbled across something that is even more damming...
In MAG35 Martin signs for the delivery of some things. He leaves the lighter in Jon's desk drawer. This is when Breekon and Hope bring the table
In MAG36 Tim tells Jon that Elias was asking about the delivery. Jon didn't know the table was there. He ends the episode with "I need to talk to Martin". Seems sensible, get all the info before you go answer to your boss. Martin is still living in the archives iirc, shouldn't be an issue
MAG37 oh it starts with the talk that makes sen-... "...we should destroy the table..." "Elias told me the same thing." He. Went. To. Elias. Anyway. (he also asked rosie but like) JONATHAN SIMS I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
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feeling like a saggy massive sack of shit
#this was way cooler in my head:(#i regret not doing this instead of reviewing for my exams#that ill be takin in like#3 hours from now#whoo#life choices amirite#ace attorney#ace attorney art#ace attorney fanart#aa#fanart#art#aa art#apollo justice ace attorney#ajaa#ajaa fanart#i like the responses i got from my last phoenix burnham hehe i love you guys:3#I MEAN#I DONT REGRET DOING THIS INSTEAD OF REVIEWING FOR EXAMS#the grammar just went down the drain up there holy carps#bo burnham#because why the fuck not#me when i associate hobo feenie to inside bo burnham#i will now never shut up about it
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tuesday, august 8
day 2: brushing hands (first accidentally, later on purpose) (@benthan-week-forever)
thinking about how we started; remember i was impatient as hell.
always said that i saved you - never was good at saving myself.
i know love can be dangerous; that was never gonna change how i felt.
oh & i could tell that no one ever could divide us.
- "divide" by dermot kennedy
At first, it was an accident: a brush of the hand - but the spark it ignited was hard to withstand.
A lover's touch: so soft and sweet.
A moment that makes our hearts skip a beat.
Fingers like silk, sliding down the cheek - a feeling so strong, it's hard to speak.
The pleasure it brings is unique and rare - a moment that we both want to share.
We both know what we feel is real.
Our love for each other - we can't conceal.
We touch each other more and more - our love growing stronger than before.
We hold hands, we hug, we kiss.
The lover's touch is powerful indeed; It's a feeling that we both need.
We touch each other as if we're going away. Far, far away, but our love is here to stay.
#mission impossible#benthan#benthanweek2023#my art#of course i had to challenge myself with drawing hands#because why the fuck not#lmao#this was harder than it looks tbh#hands are not my strong suit#but i had this idea in my head and AHHHH#yeah#this is the outcome#pls also ignore benjis small hand in the second panel lmao#oh and yeah that's a ring on their finger in the last panel#just because#they're married#endgame#hehe#😏😏#also: poems are hard ok#but i tried man (genderneutral)
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It’s Teatime!
Summary: Faust’s reject experimental elixir somehow made its way into Amelia’s sleepytime tea one night and she woke up as a little girl! And, being the only resident with any free time to watch the maid-turned-child, Isaac got roped into shenanigans by an Amelia that is ten times more chaotic than normal!
You guys can thank @natimiles for this! This is mostly for them and for my little wormy brain, but I hope you enjoy regardless!!!
“Why do I have to look after her?” Isaac asked Comte, uncomfortable with the small pair of eyes on him. Amelia, who was now about the age of five or six, hadn’t stopped staring at Isaac since he walked into the room and it really made the scientist rather uncomfortable and tense. “Couldn’t Napoleon just take her when he goes to teach the children in town? Or maybe Sebastian could watch over her?”
“Well, Napoleon already left, Sebastian has some pretty big chores and shopping for dinner to handle, and everyone else is too busy. And even if some of the others were free, I don’t trust some of them with looking after a child, especially a small girl who’s practically an evil genius as an adult,” Comte sighed apologetically. “And I have a few things to sort out today, so you’re really the only one who can look after her, Isaac. And, if this predicament doesn’t disappear tomorrow, I’ll have Leonardo look after her so you won’t have to. So, could you please do this just for today?”
Even though a small part of him wanted to, Isaac knew he couldn’t really argue with Comte. The only real plans he’d had for his day were to catch up on some reading and possibly start reading the new encyclopedia Comte had bought last month since Leonardo finished it last week. So, with a small nod of understanding and agreement, Isaac led Amelia out of the nobleman’s room and into the hallway.
Once out in the hall, Isaac couldn’t help but stare back at Amelia, who hadn’t looked away from him for even a second, out of nervousness. Had Amelia blinked even once since she’d begun to stare? The scientist couldn’t be sure.
“Uh-Uhm…Wh-Wha-What would you like t-to do?” Isaac stuttered out awkwardly, hoping that the question would divert Amelia’s complete attention from him, if just a little.
To Isaac’s relief and surprise, Amelia looked of to the side in thought. The thought of giving Amelia too many options and too much power in this situation briefly crossed Isaac’s mind, but it was far too late now. And it was especially too late when Amelia perked up and grabbed Isaac’s hand and began to pull him down the hall towards her room.
And, despite being five years old now, Amelia pulled Isaac along quite easily. He may not have been a very big man, being the shortest in the mansion and not the most physically powerful out of the residents, but he still naturally had quite a lot of strength as a vampire. And yet, here he was, being pulled down the hall by a five year old Amelia as if she still had the same amount of strength she did as an adult.
Before Isaac could internally question Amelia’s peculiar strength any further, he felt a tug on his sleeve. Cherry blossom colored eyes looked down to see Amelia gripping onto his sleeve and pointing at the door. Isaac then looked to the door to see the problem; Amelia was just a bit too short to reach the knob. The doors in the mansion were definitely custom designed and the knobs were a bit higher than a standard door design, so it made sense that Amelia couldn’t quite reach well enough to get a good enough grip to actually turn the knob and open the door to her room.
Isaac waited for the child to nod her head before he opened the door to her room only for her to pull him inside and pull him to one of the plush chairs. Taking the hint, Isaac sat down and looked down at the brunette girl who looked at him a moment to make sure he’d stay put before she smiled…and ran off.
Isaac’s first instinct was to go after her, but he wouldn’t even know where to look. It was hard enough to understand Amelia as an adult, but he couldn’t even begin to understand the woman as a child! So, the physicist stayed put so he wouldn’t be wandering around aimlessly and possibly worry the brunette girl if she came back and he wasn’t there.
Isaac didn’t have to wait long, however, as Amelia quickly returned with a basket in tow. And it was definitely quite heavy for her, seeing as her body was almost pulled down by it when she set it down. But, after a few moments catching her breath, Amelia perked up once more and pushed the basket over by Isaac’s feet before she opened it.
And the physicist watched with shock, and the question of where the brunette girl got her supplies so quickly in his mind, as Amelia quickly spread what looked to be a small spare tablecloth on the coffee table in front of Isaac and began to set things on the now covered table, including a tea set with three cups, three plates and three forks, serving utensils, and an entire apple pie. Where and how Amelia got those things and put them in that basket without breaking anything or making a mess, Isaac would never know the answer to that particular question no matter how much he’d ask or how long he’d stay up at night pondering it.
When Amelia finished setting up the table, she quickly moved to tug on Isaac’s hand, signaling for him to stand. The physicist did as he was silently told and let Amelia pull him to her closet before she stopped and turned to look up at the cherry blossom eyed man with a smile.
Seeing the confusion on the man’s face, Amelia explained her intentions. “You have to be dressed right to have tea,” she said, making the physicist tense up.
“D-Dressed right?” Isaac asked, now getting nervous.
He knew that he was small enough to fit Amelia’s adult clothes, with them being a bit long and loose on him due to Amelia being taller than him and quite a curvy woman as an adult. But, the idea of wearing those clothes, made Isaac shy and internally panic.
What if someone came home and walked in, seeing him in women’s clothes? What if he messed up one of Amelia’s favorite pieces that Comte had bought her? What if it was something expensive?
The physicist was pulled out of his panicked thoughts when he felt a tug on his pant leg. Isaac looked down to see the small brunette girl giving him puppy eyes.
“Please, Isaac?” Amelia asked. “I’ll make sure you’re very pretty and you can have a big piece of pie, too.”
Amelia always had a knack for convincing Isaac to do something. She never asked for anything big, but it was still impressive how easy it was for her to convince Isaac to do something for her. Maybe it was how patient she’s always been, or how she babied Isaac in a sort of motherly way.
Either way, Amelia’s convincing skills were ten times more affective when she was a child with some of the biggest and cutest eyes Isaac had ever seen.
Isaac sighed, “O-Okay. You can d-dress me up.”
Amelia beamed up at him and immediately began to look for something to put Isaac in, pulling aside dresses by their bottoms to get as good of a look as she could get of them. When she found one, the brunette’s peach colored eyes lit up and she looked to Isaac with a silent request, which the physicist understood and immediately took out a cream colored sundress, clearly from the 21st century from the style of it, with a print of peach-pink lily of the valley flowers printed at the bottom. It was simple and it would most definitely fit Isaac, even if it would be a bit loose and long on him, especially in the chest.
Amelia clapped her hands in pure joy as she fully saw the dress. It was perfect, especially with the peach-pink colored flowers at the bottom, and all she had to do was get things to put in Isaac’s hair and he’d be ready to have tea. The brunette girl quickly pulled Isaac to the changing screen in the room and left him there to rush to the vanity to try and find any hair accessories that would match the dress Isaac would wear.
Meanwhile, Isaac’s cheeks went as pink as his hair and eyes as he stripped out of his usual clothes, save for his underwear, and placing them on the stool that was also behind the screen. Once his regular clothes were off, Isaac looked to the dress that he’d hung up on a hook on the screen and his cheeks went a slightly darker shade of pink as what he was about to do was really hitting him. It wasn’t that he loathed the idea, as he’d rather see Amelia happy than feel guilty for making her cry, it was just the embarrassing idea of being caught dressed in women’s clothing that made him apprehensive about putting on the dress.
After a moment, Isaac was able to not think about those embarrassing thoughts for a little bit and he began to focus on how to put the dress on. Stepping into it and pulling it up would probably pop a few stitches and ruin it a bit, so the only other option was to pull it over his head. It took the physicist a moment, but when he figured out which way was the front, he managed to slip it onto his body.
The dress was loose on Isaac, as he expected, but it gave him anxiety as he felt it would slip off at any given moment. Then he noticed the pink ribbon that looked like it could tie around the front of the dress. Isaac quickly put two and two together and tied the ribbon comfortably around his front into a secure bow, making sure it looked nice so Amelia would be pleased and so that he wouldn’t have a crying girl on his hands.
Once he was sure he was done, Isaac quietly stepped out from behind the screen and walked over to Amelia, who was digging through a drawer full of what looked to be hair accessories. After a moment, the brunette perked up when she found something that pleased her and took it out of the drawer before turning to be met with Isaac in the dress she’d picked out for him. Amelia’s mouth stretched as wide as it could as she beamed in awe at Isaac, clearly very happy with the dress she’d chosen.
Amelia took another short moment to admire Isaac in the dress before making a motion signaling the physicist to crouch down to eye level with her. Once Isaac had followed the silent instruction, the brunette girl gently placed a white headband on his head. It was soft and didn’t hurt the sides of his head, thankfully, most likely being something that Amelia had with her when she’d first arrived through the door from the twenty first century.
Her peach colored eyes sparkled up at the man before she pulled him behind her so he could look at himself in the mirror. And Isaac didn’t want to admit it, but he couldn’t really be mad at what he saw reflected back at him.
The dress fit nicely with the bow secured around the front, the pink accents brought out his eyes and hair, it suited his complexion as well, and the headband was sort of like the cherry on top of it all. Isaac really didn’t mind how he looked in the mirror, not that he’d wear these clothes outside or around the mansion for everyone to see, even if it would be very embarrassing to be caught dressed like this.
“You’re so pretty!” Amelia beamed. “And now we can have tea and pie!”
The brunette hopped down from the bench she was standing on and led Isaac back over to the coffee table by the hand. She pulled him to where she wanted him to sit before she rushed away to the closet as Isaac sat down on the floor to pull out what looked to be a stuffed animal. But, it could really be called an animal, due to the fact that it had the word “MILK” embroidered on the front and had strawberries on the front as well, thus implying it was most likely strawberry milk. But why did it have two black eyes and a smile then? Why did the eyes stare into his soul as well?
“Amelia,” Isaac asked, “what is that, exactly?”
“Hm?” Amelia hummed with a smile as she gently set the plush across the table from where the physicist sat cross legged on the carpeted floor. The brunette then looked to the tag attached to the plush and smiled. “It’s a Squishmallow, silly! Her name is Amelie and she’s a carton of strawberry milk! Isn’t she cute?”
“Where did you even get it?” Isaac asked, still a bit uneasy from the big eyes of the plush sitting in front of him. “And ‘squishmallow’ isn’t even a real word.”
“Well, if I remember right, I’m pretty sure the nice Comte man went through the big door at the end of the hall to get some of my things for me a month or two after I started living here,” Amelia replied, squinting as the thought hard. “At least I’m pretty sure that’s what he told me. He went over everything when he went back to get me and told me where everything was, too. But he did say this is my room, so I should know where things are to make it a bit easier to live here.”
“I see,” Isaac murmured, figuring it best to just be satisfied with the answer he was given rather than press for more. Amelia was forgetful of important things enough as an adult, even worse as a child.
Amelia moved to the tea pot on the table and picked it up, holding the lid down as she tipped it and a white liquid poured out from the spout and into the cup in front of the “Squishmallow” that sat across from Isaac. It took the physicist a moment to put two and two together, but he eventually realized that it was just milk in the tea pot. It made sense after all, considering Amelia wasn’t a big fan of tea and found the tea at the mansion was particularly too bitter for her tastes, even with plenty of sugar in it.
Amelia poured milk into two of the three cups on the table, switching out the full cup of milk on front of her plush for the empty one, before she set the tea pot down and sat down, looking to Isaac.
“Would you cut the pie, please?” Amelia asked, thankfully knowing she was too small to handle cutting a pie by herself. She’d probably end up cutting off a finger or something if Isaac didn’t do it.
Isaac simply nodded and cut two pieces of pie, handing one to Amelia. The rest of the little “tea party” was spent in comfortable silence as the physicist and the maid-turned-child ate their pieces of pie and enjoyed each other’s company. The two even managed to finish off the pie, which wasn’t too bad as it was only a couple inches and more of a small desert that even one person could easily finish by themselves. The two continued to enjoy each other’s company as they played simple card games and Isaac continued to play dress-up with a very happy Amelia.
Eventually, both of them fell asleep on Amelia’s bed, the brunette girl curled in the arms of the physicist as they both slept peacefully through the night.
However, the next morning, Isaac was met with panic as Amelia was gone. He looked in every corner of the bedroom, only to find that he was alone and the brunette was missing. But, before Isaac could panic, the door to the room opened and the physicist was met with the sight of Amelia leading Leonardo into her room, the Renaissance man still looking quite drowsy. That drowsiness quickly melted away, however, when Leonardo locked eyes with Isaac dressed in one of Amelia’s sundresses and a headband.
“Cara mia, did you dress him up?” Leonardo asked, looking down at a very proud looking Amelia.
The brunette nodded with a smile, “I made him even prettier!”
“I see,” Leonardo replied before looking to the mortified physicist. “She didn’t force you into it or threaten you to do it, did she?”
“I didn’t want to make her cry and that possibility was the only threat I needed,” Isaac replied quickly.
Leonardo nodded, “I can see that. Well, I can take things from here, Isaac. You can change and I’ll watch the bambina for now.”
Isaac nodded and quickly went behind the changing screen where he left his clothes. He shortly came back into view of the Italian man and the brunette girl with the dress he was wearing folded neatly and the headband placed on top. He placed them down on the coffee table away from the dirty dishes that still needed to be taken care of before he went to the door to leave, only to stop and look back.
“I- uhm…Have fun?” Isaac offered with a shy wave before he left the room and disappeared down the hall.
“Wasn’t he so pretty?” Amelia asked with a smile.
Leonardo chuckled, ruffling the brunette’s hair before smiling, “Si, cara mia, he was so very pretty.”
Well, there you have it! I’m very sorry it took so long, but at least it’s done! Now I can work on Jane and Theo! PREPARE TO HAVE YOUR HEARTS BROKEN AND MENDED!!! MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
#someone draw isaac in this dress and headband please-#you can even add little shoes and lace tights if you want#i just wanna see isaac in this dress#or draw the scene of him sitting down to ‘tea’ and pie with me and a squishmallow#because why the fuck not#ikemen vampire#ikevamp#ikemen vampire isaac#ikevamp isaac
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got inspired by @heathneycanon’s post and i mean,, they really are just two lovestruck dumbasses💕
#total drama#total drama island#total drama katie#total drama sadie#katie and sadie#kadie#td katie#td sadie#td katie and sadie#also#trustin#because why the fuck not
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Screw it, Control stimboard
#control game#control 2019#remedy entertainment#tw gun#stimboard#gun#service weapon#spiral#because why the fuck not#cw gun#cw flashing#cw flickering
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Last night, I was talking with my dearest revaleontop and I asked her whether there is a God in Alien Stage. Or at least, do they have any kind of religion. We decided that not really, I mean, in the Clementis cover Ivan called Till his God and talked about how even if there was a God, he died long ago. So, no.
But I like to use religious elements and iconography so screw it. Till will say that Luka looks like Lucifer before he fell. Why not.
#ao3#ao3 fanfic#fanfiction#alienstage#alienstagetill#ivantill#alienstageluka#because why the fuck not#i want it so ill do it#im gonna write instead of studying math
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It's a reoccurring theme that those closest to Babe value him but they all objectify him in different ways. He's treasured because he's talented, but everyone wants to control him. You know, "for his own good".
Tony is obvious in his desperation to acquire Babe like property.
Way keeps Babe in place by criticizing his actions and pointing out the many ways Babe is making a mistake. (Which, as a friend, is a normal thing to do PEOPLE!) But the difference is, when you offer advise, it is up to the other person to take it and every time Babe doesn't listen to Way, Way is offended by this. Like he expects that Babe should obey. Even though Way doesn't out rightly command.
But then there's Charlie. We know he's not as submissive as he pretends to be. Everything he's doing is to keep Babe in line with some hidden agenda. Yes, he cares for Babe. He might even be in love with Babe. But the fact still remains that he is steering Babe in a particular direction by doing what Babe wants. Because he knows that obedience is the best way to control someone like Babe. By doing everything "that Babe wants" he's been granted access to Babe in a way that no one else has.
And with all these different agendas, no one is telling Babe what they really want. Tony wants an object. Way wants a boyfriend. Charlie wants a *mysterious thing*.
Instead of telling him their true intentions and allowing him to make an informed decision for himself, they're all manipulating and/or bullying him into place. Because none of them see Babe as his own person.
Well, maybe except Alan. Alan is the exception.
#pit babe the series#Way is still my baby so...#and he's still so fucking right to be suspicious of Charlie#because why the fuck not
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#kylux#Kylo Ren#Star Wars#star wars edit#star wars edits#sw edit#starwarsedits#ben solo#my edit#my edits#another stupid photoshop thing#because why the fuck not#right?#allthestuffimade
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you're gay<3
art I?! i hath no idea, i wast of the opinion that i hath no idea what mine sexuality wast. but thanketh thee f'r the clarification :)
#whoa ig im gay now#i was considering being bi#but hey#when an anon calls you gay#you are gay#because why the fuck not#shakespeare#william shakespeare#asks#gay
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Okay just one more card and I swear I will be productive again! This is very meditative for me...
Sepphaira as The Wheel of Fortune. She was "lucky" enough to get tangled up in quite a few divine strings, even though she started out just being a normal pirate that got stranded in an unknown country.
She is a college of blades bard and swashbuckler rogue.
The Wheel of Fortune Upright: Change, Fate, Luck
The Wheel of Fortune Reversed: Bad Luck, Lack of Control, Delay
#dnd#homebrew#the wheel of fortune#sepphaira#rogue#college of blades#bard#swashbuckler#tarot#she is dual wielding rapiers#because why the fuck not
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Guillermo (in his Nandor-is-a-human-trash era) and Laszlo (and Sean) aka Colin's parents
(those are two separate almost hand touches, it's important to know)
#I love them#I love Guillermo and Laszlo in whatever their relationship is#And I'm so happy they're still together in s05#Like I'm not sure if they're bestie but they're family#They have an original flavor of family dynamic no one in this household has I think#Also#laszermo#because why the fuck not#I love Guillermos disgusted face at Nandor's story#And his sassy tea#what we do in the shadows#guillermo de la cruz#laszlo cravensworth#wwdits#sean rinaldi#laszlermo
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sometimes I'll be reading an amazing fanfic from a certain fandom and I realize that this isn't what actually happened in the show and I go through the five stages of grief with the assistants of crying, throwing up and laying on the sad cold floor
#fandom#writing#im literally just a girl blogging#the brainrot is real#the brainrot for anything#too many fandoms#atla#the sandman#anime#fanfic#fanfiction#sk8 the infinity#dc comics#comics#movies#what the fuck#i dont remember how many fandoms im in but i know its wayyyy too many#idk what else to tag#clint barton#clint barton vibes#jason todd#because why the fuck not#im too delusional when it comes to my favorite characters cause all i want is for them to be happy and not miserable but then at the same#i want them to be miserable#the five stages of grief#what is happiness#making my favorite character suffer#so badly#lol#laying on the floor
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Scully you're not going to believe this but I'm messing with an AR draft again after over half a year of only writing star trek fanfiction and this time it's something where yian isn't an option but I'm making up for that by mentioning Ian is dating Smithers <3
#because why the fuck not#but that's not the best thing about the fic I promise#it will be so funny (as in scarring)#<3#alex rider#ian rider
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Eddie: Where are you going?
Steve: To get MYSELF a gift cause somebody didn't get me one!
Eddie: I told you I did! Its coming here on Friday!
Dustin, knowing full well that Eddie got Steve an engagement ring: *eating popcorn*
#incorrect quotes#incorrect stranger things quotes#stranger things#eddie munson#steve harrington#dustin henderson#steddie#because why the fuck not
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monkey witch, witch of monkey
#happy peak of spooky season!!!!#figured I should post some more typical Halloween art#so we have Macaque in a witch costume#because why the fuck not#also yes he has bisexual ears#he deserves them#mild eyestrain#(just to be safe)#lego monkie kid#lmk#the six eared macaque#macaque lmk#lmk macaque#witch#halloween#harpydoesart#digital art
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