#This toook me all day
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Second Chances
Tw: Vore, digestion/reformation, ppl getting oofed by car, some sadness
Isabell and I were only teens when she went.
I didn’t even know that man, yet he went for us.
We were having fun, and the car just came out of nowhere. She pushed me out of the way- a selfless, generous, loving gesture- and I couldn’t do anything.
I still remember the news report.
“16-year-old Isabell Richer is dead after a horrific attack by a family enemy. She was taken to a nearby hospital and later died a hero, as she donated her organs to a local charity. Truly a horrible thing.”
15 years later, here I am. A 31-year-old, still missing her childhood friend.
My parents tell me it wasn’t my fault.
But when I remember it, I can’t stop myself from dissolving into an ugly mess of tears.
It’s worse that the man- named “AL Jackson”- is now on the streets. I’m constantly living in fear.
I’m walking to the nearby Starbucks now. I need sugar, and marshmallows don’t cut it. It’s something to do with anxiety or some sh1-. Oh well.
When I get there, I order a Pink Drink and a cake pop.
“Order for Skylar!” I pick it up and go back to my table. I feel like I’m being watched...
A black Mazda.
Straight out of nowhere.
“Welcome to Fox News everyone. AL Jackson has yet again ran over a number of innocent people while drunk driving, starting with 31-year-old Skylar Flightson, 46-year-old John Kiffin…”
I wake up to a white sky. It’s very bright. I thought the Mazda ran into me?
“Welcome to the Gateway.”
I turn around to see two tall figures, one with russet horns and tail, and dragon-like wings. The H3ll Gate.
To the left, however, the second, with feathery wings and a halo, who must be the Heaven Gate-
“Isa – Isabell?” I choke out. She smiles at me softly. “You took so long to wake up, sleepyhead.” She says. I stand up and start towards her, only to stop in my tracks. “But- where will I go...?”
“You must be reborn.” She answers. The demon is suddenly gone, and I’m in her hand. I’m around the size of a fly, and I feel even smaller as she brings me closer to her face.
She explained what she needed to do in order for me to be reborn.
“So basically, you need to swallow me whole and digest me so you can cough up my soul and send me back to earth.”
“Pretty much.”
“Can we spend some time together before you do all that?”
She cracks a smile. “Might as well.”
We spend some time together.
She beats me at Uno several times.
I chase her for a few minutes.
She grabs me and flies around the room.
Finally, she looks down at the clouds below us. “They’re giving up hope that your still alive...” She murmurs.
“I guess it’s time then.” My shoulders droop. We were having such fun... and I’m not really looking forward to being eaten.
Isabell goes back to giant mode and picks me up gently. She must’ve seen the anxiety in my eyes, because the next thing she says is: “Don’t worry, it’s painless. Do you want me to cast a sleeping spell on you?”
I shake my head no and she nods, taking a deep breath. I’m moved to her mouth and set inside. She closes it behind me, and... woah. Her mouth is a deep purple, almost like amethysts, and her teeth are sharper than normal people. I’m so interested in it that I don’t even notice that I’m now at the back of her mouth. She pauses, as if asking a question.
Are you ready?
I feel as if I can’t speak- but I manage a small, soothing patting motion.
Isabell tilts her head back ever so slightly- and swallows.
I stay as still as possible, and I can feel a slight pressure from the outside. She’s following my path with her fingers, I realize, and as I do that, I’m suddenly emptied into an indigo pouch- the stomach.
It’s filling with a slight mist, and I can already tell that I’m being dissolved. I lift my hand up and see my fingers flowing off into blue smoke.
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I press my hand against my stomach. Skylar was so brave- usually they ask if there’s another way.
That’s why I was her friend, after all.
“Isabell...?” I hear a quiet voice from my middle.
“Yes?”
“Will I ever see you again?”
“You might not, but you will always have my blessing.”
She lets out a quiet sigh.
A few moments later, I open my mouth and catch the blue soul of my friend. Just a ball of light.
I smile and teleport to the hospital room, normal sized. I rest my hand over her chest and the light seeps into her.
Suddenly, she gasps and sits up, breathing heavily. She locks eyes with me, and I give her a last smile before disappearing.
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Christmas pfp’s for free of use! Make sure to credit me tho pls💖
#Rottmnt#Rise of the tmnt#rottmnt pfp#Christmas pfp#My art <3#dont repost#can use as pfp!#These toook all day and i havent eaten anything so thats me drawing for today :p#rottmnt#rottmnt raph#rottmnt donnie#rottmnt casey jones#rottmnt leo#rottmnt april
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Start here:
body a day' #4: beach
I woke up in shock . What was that! I was horrified, stood up inside my bed, staring blankly with racing thoughts.
This was too much! This had to end! I dove way to deep in this phantasie, this dream, this light, he glow! I had to get it out of my head. My imagination seemed to go wilder and wilder.
So I tried to calm me down, breathed heavily, one deep stream after the other. And it helped. I had a day off, so I went out, took a walked, tried to get my head clear.
The beach, this would help for sure. It was a nice, bright day. Maybe those nights in the woof were not good for my thoughts after all. And it worked. As I reached the shores I felt much better, watching the birds, the waves, feeling a gentle breeze, seeing others injoy their life. Just as I did.
I walked quite a distance, toook off my shoes and just drifted along. I rarely go to the beach. To be honest, I'm not that content with my body. It's ok, I guess, but sporty in no sense. Lean, lanky almost.
So when I saw those sirfer dudes at the beach, the swimmers, those hunks at the training area I always got jealous. I myself never got to start any sport at all. Never knew such people and to start alone was no option.
But I had left most of those sportsmen behind. I was with myself more or less. Or st least I felt calm in myself when this dude came out of the waves. He wasn't particularly special, sure he was well built, habdsome and had some pretty nice features, but I had seen many of these, on my current walk alone.
Still I couldn't help but notice him, watch him while I got closer. And I didn't realize that our paths would cross pretty close. Time and time again I looked to him, tried to act otherwise but there was something pulling me further and further.
And it was just few more steps to him, to the spot where he seemed to have left his stuff in a resting, small boat up the beach, where he now grabbed a towel and dried his hairy chest when I suddenly felt something in my own. My chest felt strange, tense warm and my head got even more focused while I almost lost control of me, I just acted without thinking, feeling the force, getting closer and reaching for my chest just before I reached this guy.
He looked towards the sea, didn't notice me yet while my hand seemed to dive into my chest grabbing something that fet awfully familiar, pulled it out like it layed in a secret pond. And I saw a glow as it must have passed the surface of my skin.
I hardly remember the emmiting light, my hand reaching forward towards the chest of that dude, pushing in when I finally lost consciousness...
Next part:
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he hates treating himself himself but loves spoiling others you can see by the pre the bear gifts he gives everyone
Richie’s staging opportunity (you know it toook along of goodwill and favours to get him in last minute)
Tina’s culinary school and giving his knife (when he threw a fit when they hid it in ep one)
Marcus’s trip like a last minute Copenhagen trip with Luca training him (esp since it appears that he hasn’t been in touch with his famed chef days colleagues)
Syds Coat!!!
Like he really gave the best bits to everyone 🧂
WAIIIIIIIT EXACTLY SO TRUE OUGHHH like he really did put so much effort into all these gifts… he’s actually the best gift giver ever how could I have not seen this before!!
Like he’s actually such a sweetie pie at heart he makes me so emotional ;_; he puts his everything into the thing and people he really cares about!! He doesn’t do things half way!! I keep saying this
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THE NOVEL'S EXTRA( Kim suho x kim hajin)
----------(Kim hajin )
Its been a while since i was hospitalized , since the last attack.
I lost my balance and toppled over the edge , and ever since its been dark in here .
I must be unconscious ... eh.
(imagine chibi kim hajin just floating and shrugging.)
Its quiet..just like how i like it
I wonder, hows kim suho doing?
the last few days i have gotten extremely close with my protagonist.
Although it was because i wanted to make an Alliance with someone important i didnt think much of it .
so why..why am i thinking about this ?.
(BTW THIS SCENE WAS CANON)
---flashback---
thinking about it this way ,Kim suho suddenly became alot more attractive.
I stared fixedly at kim suho . He looked like a main character no matter how i looked at him. The rice soup must be delicious as he didn't notice that a grain of rice was stuck next to his lips.
"You have a grain of rice stuck there."
I took out a few sheets of tissues and wiped the grain of his lips gently.
"Ah, thanks." Kim suho spoke with a smile, ears tinted red.
and his cheeks were turning pink from the embarassment.
___and that day too.._____
-----flashback----
I turned around when i heard someone calling my name .
"oh its just you, what?"
Kim suho stood there in all his glory but wait..
why the hell was he blushing so much ?
he fidgeted with his fingers and toook a deep breath.
"Yo , did something happen?" i asked worried, its normal to be worried about the character you wrote right??
i walked closer.
He spoke out suddenly.
"I-I like you-"
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I blushed , Why am i thinking about that?!
'AHHHH what was i thinkinggg???'
im sure i must look like a ripe rose because of all the blushing that was happening...
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shuffling around , my eyelids slowly opened revealing the hospital room .
I blinked mulitiple times , as the light was blinding me.
suddenly i felt a weight on my hand.
when i turned around , I saw Kim suho.
KIM SUHO?!!!?
i Immediately turned red .
'Shit-shit-shit!!'
....
i tried my best not move.
...It was quiet , not a single ruffle .
And lo behold i heard the weight lifting off of me .
"Hajin?! Y-your'e awake!"
"y-yeah..."
i answered looking to the opposite side.
and then it went quiet.
'what? why is he so quiet'
i looked back at him to see his head hung low
"h-hey?"
i spoke out , i slowly reached my hand out and poked him slowly .
'is he dead?'
i was about to retreat it back before he caught it and kept it near his face.
"Thank god, i thought i was gonna lose you..."
he spoke out warmly with tears brimming his eyes.
..
....
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'WHAT THE?! WHY IS HE SO CUTE?'
I was sure my ears tinted red so i looked away.
" I-im not someone who loses that easily..idiot.."
he chuckled ..
"yeah sure ."
'i can hear his sweet smile in that voice '.
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Chapter 19, i'm nut(s) okay, i promise
AN: plz stup flaming da story if u do ur a foken prep n ur jelous ok!11 frum noq un im gong 2 delt ur men reviowz!111 BTW evonyd a poorblod so der!1 fangz 2 raven 4m da help!11
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All day we sat angerly finking about Till. We were so fucking pissed off. Well, I had one thing to look forward too- da Andre Hazes concert. It had been postphoned, so we could all go.
Anyway, I went to the common room sadly to cut classes. Richard was being all secretive.
I asked what it was and he got all mad me and started crying all hot and angsty (rnt sensitve bi guyz so hot).
“No one fucking understands me!1” he shouted angrily as his black hare went in his big blue eyes. He was wearing black baggy paints, a black Rammstein t-shirt and a black die. (geddit insted of tie koz im goffik Editors note: after 19 chapters of you pointing it out, I think we geddit.) I was wearing a blak leather low cut top with chains all over it all over it a blak leather hotpants, black high held boots and a cross belly fing (A rosary? I thought you were goffik). My hair was al up in a perfect little donut. (email me if u wana see da pik)
“Accuse me? What about me!” I growled.
“Buy-but-but-” he grunted.
“You fucking bastard!” I moaned.
“No! Wait! It’s not what it fucking looks like!” he shouted.
But it was to late. I knew what I herd. I ran to the bathroom angrily, cring. Richard banged on the door. I whipped and whepped as my blody eyeliner streammed down my cheeks and made cool tears down my feces like Benji in the video for Girls and Bois (raven that is soo our video!). I TOOOK OUT A CIGARETE END STARTED TO smoke pot.
Suddenly Hargrid came. He had appearated.
“You gave me a fucking shock!” I shouted angrily dropping my pot. “Wtf do you fink you’re doing in da gurl’s room?”
Only it wasn’t just Hargrid. Someone else was with him too! For a second I wanted it 2 b Tom Rid or maybe Richard but it was Till.
“Hey I need to ask you a question.” he said, pulling out his black wanabe-goffik purse. “What are u wearing to the concert?”
“U no who Andre Hazes r!” I gasped.
“No I just saw there was a concert dat a lot of gothz and punx were going 2.” He said. “Anyway Richard has a surprise for u.”
#oh dear lords i wonder what the super duper special surprise is!#is it going to be his massive you know what again?#his cock is probably on a spool or reel or whatever at this point#when he gets an erection he instantly dies#poor guy#my rammmortal#christoph schneider#fanfic#flake lorenz#oliver riedel#paul landers#rammstein#rammstein fanfic#richard kruspe#till lindemann
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after a long day of pushing buttons we all deserve some time to relax :)
sketch:
this drawing toook 6 hours if my drawing program isnt betraying me...
trying to practice drawing full scenes more instead of characters floating in the void :')
i like to think monika and stanley are siblings, i think its a fun lil thing and ive liked it for a while.
half of the background stuff is references to the game and the other is fictionkin stuff :3
im not entirely sure if i like this drawing a lot or just think its okay but im gonna put it on my portfolio anyway
thats all
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30/36. @tmnt-event-blog
April experiences her first instance of overstimulation.
Everything was too loud.
But maybe she could just blame her atrocious schedule and work ethic. Her morning and afternoon was already filled with Christmas-y mall music blasted on full volume; the same songs looped over and over again for the winter holidays. She was looking forward to clocking off for the day; the thought of coming home to a quiet apartment room and sharing a warm bed with Mayhem was appealing, until she remembered her other life commitments.
The four turtles gathered by her front door and bundled up in thick winterwear and masks. It was still hard to believe that they didn't attract a crowd of gawking New Yorkers, but weirder has and always will happen...
Well, they wanted her to take them to the Jupiter Jim pop-up store that opened the day prior. She worked there, after all, so she should know the place like the back of her hand.
Except... The mall music was loud. Even louder than before.
Ah, whatever. She should still know the place even with her eyes closed.
"Jingle bells, jingle bells; jingle all the wayyy~"
Should know the place even half-asleep,
"Oh, what fun it is to ride..."
Her mind couldn't even auto-complete the rest of the lyric.
Her blurred vision wasn't from the lack of glasses, the drowsiness building up wasn't from the lack of sleep. The only thing she could hear were the blares of the instrumentals, the continuous ring of bells across the mall, the voices of each and every customer in the mall.
"April?" She almost missed his voice among the hubbub of commotion outside. She'd manage though...
"Uh, you guys go on ahead." The voice was more distant. She was being pushed in the opposite direction, feet moving against the direction she thought she was moving in. It was only until a pair of headphones were placed over her head when she was pulled back down to conscious movement.
"They'll understand." Donnie's voice was muffled, but managed to break through the constant buzz in her mind. She wanted to refute his claim, but it was Donnie... He probably knew better how to deal with this sort of thing, right? Despite her initial reluctance, April was pulled away from the mall; she recognised, just based on the patterns of her movement, that the softshell was leading her back to the lair. Down the manhole to avoid any traps, muscle memory informing her and Donnie's movement, they made it to the lounge. Everything was just a little clearer there and the constant ringing in her ears ceased.
Realisation set in, and before she could even rush back up to the surface, an arm blocked her path. "Wait... I'm supposed to be up there!"
Donnie grabbed her by the shoulders. Eye contact as an intimidation technique. It always worked. "How long has it been since you last slept?"
April raised an eyebrow. "Are you really the person who should be asking that question?"
"Do as I say, not as I do."
"Right... I did sleep."
It was Donnie's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Two days ago."
The softshell thought about it for a moment before letting her go. "Your sleep schedule has gotten worse. And that's coming from me."
He turned around with the expectation that April would follow, and she did, dragging her feet against the ground as she was lead to a collection of beanbags behind the booth. April didn't even need to be prompted to throw herself onto one of them, a weighted blanket draped onto her.
"Get some rest. You need it."
She sat up, "You should also go back there, enjoy yourself."
"They already know what I want." The softshell toook up one of the beanbags beside her. She rolled her eyes, smile on her face.
"You just want an excuse to spend time with me, do you?"
"Shush. Go to bed."
With a yawn, April chuckled before turning to her side. "No need to tell me twice..."
#rottmnt#tmnt holiday bingo#mystic jingle#rottmnt april#rottmnt donnie#rottmnt leo#rottmnt mikey#rottmnt raph
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Hey Krikkit 😉
For the Ship Ask Game, I'd like to know your thoughts about Benslie (Parks & Recreation) & Braime (Game of Thrones) !
[obviously Benslie = modern au Levihan, amirite ?]
Kith 😘
hey again Val! sorry this toook a little longer than planned
i love those guys and of course i can see the levihan in benslie... but now that you've mentioned braime, i can kinda see a version of levihan in braime... um. i'll have to think about this 👀👀
BENSLIE - SHIP IT!
What made you ship it?
obviously the enemies to lovers trope, but i also really liked the forbidden love trope they went through with the whole Chris rule thing.
What are your favorite things about the ship?
they love and like each other!!! it's not exactly a friends to lovers ship, at least not a long friendship before they started dating, but they really and truly enjoy each other's company so much, and on top of that they're in love... if that ain't goal then what is?? they communicate well, they understand each other's passions even though they don't share all of them (lil sebastian and star trek come to mind on either side) and they're equals, which is not something that's often seen in het ships. i adore them.
Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?
i feel like i never know how to define it as popular or not, because i don't really care about whether or not other fans agree with me (we're all allowed to have headcanons and it's okay if they don't match perfectly). but one thing i wish we'd seen more is the triplets!! as much as i enjoyed the least season, the time gap before it made me miss the domestic!benslie family. i cherish that deleted triplets dinner scene to this day 🙌🏻
BRAIME 💙🦁 - I SHIP IT!!!!! OFC I SHIP IT!!!
btw i'm so glad we share yet another ship, and should not have been surprised by your once more impeccable taste!!
What made you ship it?
the fact that Jaime's the prettiest dude in the land and Brienne the ugliest lady, and still he quickly goes from teasing her about her appearance and gender to finding her so impressive both physically and morally that he falls for her lmao what a dumbasssss
What are your favorite things about the ship?
they made each other grow, and that's a fucking Kink™️ of mine. Brienne went from a guarded morally rigid knight to someone who's still loyal and good, but who understands better how the world isn't white and dark around her (and how that especially applies to Jaime). Jaime was always, in my opinion, a "good" person (my boi Armin would say that doesn't mean anything, but i haven't slept in a while so allow me), he just played a role he hated most of his life and Brienne helped him realize his true self could be honorable and inspiring and not unrealistic or stupid. also the bath scene and all their goodbyes they thought were the last and omfgggg THAT KNIGHTING SCENE AJZMGLKFLMMRGML
Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?
nope, can't think of any. i'm so glad they're both alive and well and doing so good now that Jaime's recovered fom his injuries and has found his personality back after whoever the fuck that was who took over when he joined Cer$ei 🥲 and i'm sure they have a bunch of kids he looks after while Brienne defends the realm
#mutuals#braime#benslie#parks and rec#game of thrones#brienne of tarth#leslie knope#ben wyatt#jaime lannister#youre ackermine#asks#ship memes#these tags are not ordered lmao
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toook me all day to finish one assignment wtf am i even Doing
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WIP Wednesday Whenever
got tagged some time ago by @morganlefaye79, @gloryride and @ouroboros-hideout. Thank you as always <3
Writing:
Currently on refining CH02 as we had additional ideas to make it more interesting and I fixed Ryder's way to talk since this chapter is old as fuck and back then when I wrote him he was just created.
After they ended their discussion about the next gig they wanted to proceed, everyone seemed to be hanging in his own thoughts for a while. Scharfenberg just arrives back at the table with another fresh beer when he hears V cursing a mumbled “Fuck”, eyes fixed onto his mobile phone. “Yo, what’s wrong, V?”
Vijay doesn’t look up but mumbles something to him instead. “Ah, I fucked up one of my programs. I’ve installed this new intrusion program, you know? ‘S called Wizard’s Book. Scans through billions of possible codes and code words in seconds, tryin’ each in one turn. In that way I can get code-ga—”
“Okay, I hear awkward runner language, V. I’m opting out!” Ry disrupts him as he sits back down at their table and promptly decides to give Chigasaki some attention instead before they fall asleep as they just yawned. Steyr puts a smirk to his lips. He knew how to stop Ryder’s curiosity. A “Hizumi-chaaan, tell me—” however is all Vijay hears Ry say in the background because his mind is back fully concentrating into finding more data about his new gained choom named Arki.
Layouting:
Chrome Chamber Rave got a moodboard, a new OC, named Garnet, who owns the Hell Bunker, a concept and some rules:
I don't know if the current layout stays as it's been a while since I've done it and I'm always thinking about how to make it tumblr friendly as it is currently set in 16:9.
VP:
I've sorta been a busy bee and produced a bunch of new VP (some I'll still hold back until time is right as they are chapter-related and that takes me also a while). But I've set a bunch of posts into a scheduled queue so some of them might appear through the next 2 weeks while I'm in South Korea and Japan.
Here's a sneak peak:
and moooooore (bc I toook new ones today bc of some mods I was asked to take pics lol on my last day at home).
OCs:
I've collected a long long list of nexus mods for Hizu to create them as fast as possible after I come back from my trip. As you have already noticed I've chosen to create a new OC in between as I desperately needed to get him out of my head before I fly away tomorrow. So Garnet exists now. Ofc he is also available from now on for asks if there are any, as I like to develop him a bit as well. I'll put some facts in a next pic post with him.
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tagging:
@nervouswizardcycle, @wraithsoutlaws, @astarionhistears, @kdval, @therealnightcity, @wanderingaldecaldo, @elvenbeard, @alphanight1-vp, @r3d-f0xs-blog, @heywoodvirgin, @fereldanwench, @breezypunk, @robininthewoods90, @shivsghost as always no pressure!
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today was such a good morning u know. i had slept. GOOD NIGHT SLEEP N ALL. i even got up and got breakfast for me n my mom. I ATE. I CLEANED THE DISHES I USED. i even changed out of the shirt i was wearing for over a week! very productive. wait omg i forgot to mention. I ACTUALLY REALLY HAD PUT MOMS CLOTHS THAT WERE DONE IN THE WASHING MACHINE IN THE DRYER. I have to say. forgetting everything else, this is such a phenomenal act for me. it’s like fcking idk a meodorite fallen down. ITS A REALLY BIG THING. doing that is soooo hard for me. and i always have an immediate ‘no’ body reaction to the whole act but i didnt just fall into it. i like. toook a moment, you know and actually accessed it. and ! literally tho if mom told me i had to put some clothes in the dryer that would have been too much for me
BUT
anyways. i literally fcking did it. fcking hells
ANYWAYS it really was such a good morning day you know. baby steps!!!! and yeah u know i really do know that i dont do enough as i should etc. i really do know. its just really frustating how my mom doesnt see anything of this tho. yeah she needed someone to go n get the glasses and im really sorry for her but going outside was literally too much of a hurdle for me to just do. especially on short notice. like. really. my mind cant even think of trying it. visualling it
#mostly really im sad its so tiring n exhausting every time my mom lectures me on how much im not doing as if i dont know that i really do#i cant even say anything to her or try to explain what it’s like#because she really believes i just need to have the mentality. i just need to try#she never fails in these never ending lectures to word out EVERYTHNG like literally. its so fcking exhausting#and she wonders why i get sooo silent why im sooo uncooperative and translates that into im a lazy ass n dont care#n u know what. frankly dont care that she does#honestly every time i hear these lectures it makes me NOT want to try at all. even harder. goddamn it#its kinda crazy with me and my mom because we are SO diff and she doesnt understand me one bit at all#like she despite chronic pain etc does so much#while she sees me barely doing shit and of course thinks im lazy/dont care#and most baffling thing: IM making myself depressed??? this thing that she says really infuriates me so bad#like why the fck r u on about. what the fck do u mean making self depressed. im so mad because shes wrong on so many levels#idk if im depressed. mild? yes i think so anyways what the fck#the fact she believes that people MAKE THEMSLEVES DEPRESSED AS IF THEY WANT TO is so ma#like shut up im not eating for an entire day because i want to do that its cuz i cant eat foods my brain decides it doesnt want to#and i cant cook for shit cooking requires so much time to procress it first and the actual cooking requires so much energy and there are#steps i dont even know.#like fck u#anyways. yeah. really i get where shes coming from but every fcking time she starts on those lectures i really really dont want to do a fck#ng thing NOT AT ALL#like honestly. a part of me dies every time i hear a lecture and have to sufffer thro it cuz i fcking cant get her to shut up and yeah i ge#her frustating very valid#but fcking hells. im so tired n done at this point#like might as well be a fcking lazy shitass as she says
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i saw a tiktok MONTHS ago abt the sexuality hc of seijoh and everyone had a little bi flag on them except iwa iwa had a banner that said this mf gay asf and i havent stopped thinking abt it
#i think abt this tiktok at least once a day#it was peak comedy and i need to see it again#it really was the funniest thing ive seen in my life#EVRYONE IN SEIJOH HAD A LITTLE BI FLAG EXCEPT IWAdo you know how funny that is#and the banner that said this mf gay just toook me out#i wish i had saved it that tiktok lives in my head at all times#if somone has it lls share w the class#i wish titok had a better searching function😭😭😭😭#seijoh#haikyuu#my thoughts
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KOZUME KENMA (for anon)
» found here: [icons page] ☆
» please reblog if using/saving
#hq!!edit#dailyhaikyuu#haikyuu!!#haikyu!!#sportsanimedaily#kenma#mystuff#myicons#myhq!!stuff#hope you like them!#let me know if you want any changes at all!#colors or shapes or anything!#sorry it toook a couple days#thanks for the request and your patience! ♡#030
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Escape room Tournament of Champions spoilers!
…. so, are we just gonna ignore the fact that the entire second movie was LITERALLY based around Zoey and Amandas relationship??? How Zoey practically confirmed she liked Amanda in that therapy chat. how LITERALLY while being captured and tortured and having her daughter kidnapped, Amanda still sent secret messages and extra escape routes JUST FOR ZOEY TO GET A CLUE WHILE SHE STILL COULD!
LEGIT. THE FIRST THREE MINUTES IS ZOEY TALKINH ABOUT HOW AMANDA TOOOK THE TIME TO HOLD HER HAND WHILE SHE WAS SCARED??? AND THEIRS PEOPLE WHO DONR SEE THE GAY SUBTEXT??? HOW???? THEY BUILT TWO FULL MOVIES ON IT???
also, am I the only one who saw :
”I remember Amanda. she took the time to hold my hand when I was scared and told me it was all gonna be ok.”
and
”This is not real. You are not stuck. I’m here, okay? I am holding your hand. I promise I’m right here and you’re okay. ”
THE HAND HOLDING PARRALELS
GOD PLEASE HAVE MERCY IM TOO GAY FOR THIS
BruH even the “When someone your LOVE becomes a memory. that memory becomes a treasure.”
BRUH SHE WAS LITERALLY TALKING ABOUT AMANDA SHE WAS CANONLY IN A CONVERSATION ABOUT AMANDA .
LOVE MAN. LOVE.
and how the “I’ll go on a plane when I know Minos has been held to Justice for the innocent lives he took.” (Or something along the lines of that.)
but ONLY cutting to AMANDA. Out of all the people.
bruh I should have known they put that scene rheir for a reason.
LEAVE IT TO ZOEY TO REALIZE ALL THE ROOMS WERENR ABOUT TBEM AND REALLY ABOUT HER GIRLFRIEND. LIKE HOLY FUCK THEY WERE LITERALLY ALL COUNTINH ON ZOEY TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING ABOUT AMANDA AND PEICE IT TOGETHER THAT THE ROOMS WERE ABOUT AMANDAS CHILD.
and jack in the box upgraded to a AMANDA IN THE BOX.
BRO WHEN IT TOOK ZOEY A HOT GAY SECOND TO REALIZE IT WAS AMANDA. AND HOW SHS IMMEDIATELY RUSHES OVER AND HUGS HER.
god from everything I ACTUALLY thought she was gonna kiss her. I REALLY THOUGHT.
lol that’s what the third movies for
im not gonna cry on how Zoey was so personally betrayed when Amanda said she was working for Minos I mean of course she understands in a bit that Amanda was forced But she was so insulted and held a grudge for the rest of the movie because it was like Amanda betrayed her and tHATS WHAT HURT HER.
and how EVEN DURING THAT SHE ASKS IF THEY FIND AMANDAS DAUGHTER.
also HELLO. WTF “their taking her testimony?!?” BRO ALL OF THE PEOPLE THEIR ARE MINOS SPIES AND FAKES! THE THOUGHT THAT THEY LITERALLY JUST EITHER RECAPTURED OR KILLED HER AS SOON AS BEN LEFT THE ROOM HAS ME CRUSHED.
THE FACT ZOEY AND HER DONT ACTUALLY GET TO TALK OR REUNITE IS KILLING ME. LIKE WTF THEIRS GOTTA BE A MOMENT IN THE THIRD MOVIE WHERE SHE REALIZES AMANDA IS STILL IN MINOS GRASP
LIKE IM ACTUALLY JUST FREAKJNG OUT ABOUT THAT
BUT AT LEAST MY GIRL ACTUALLY SURVIVES TO THE THIRD MOVIE!
WHOOO!
ps. Brianna and rachel were gay just like Amanda and zoey and when Brianna whimpered “I don’t want to die.” And Rachel just went “I know.” And then you hear her scream.
yeah my heart broke that day
#Escape room#escape room tournament of champions#Escape room movie#escape room 2#escape room spoilers#Escape room Zoey#Escape room Ben#Escape room Amanda#Amanda Harper#Zoey davis#Ben miller#Brianna#Rachel#Amanda x Zoey#Zoey x Amanda#Bro like canon#Also wtf does everyone like Nathan the pastor so much#Like honestly#he did nothing#i don’t understand#nothing heart wrenching from what I saw#He like didn’t have a family#He was just in a group of pastors#He stupidly forged ahead and nearly killed them#STUPIDLY#like naw he did that to prove some god right not for them#But briannas death#That jerked TEARS MAN#Minos escape rooms
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Featuring all the batboys and batdad.
Probably came from the fact that I was genuinely trapped in a house with a propane tank for a heater that could have killed me at any point for a week with no water, electricity, car, or phone and dwindling food supply as tree branches crashed on my roof and porch loudly as I hoped it wouldn’t kill me during a once in a lifetime snowstorm.
Also probably triggery. Water, darkness, claustrophobia, blood.
Tim toook a deep breath and observed his situation. He was in a basement. He wasn’t hurt. Drug runners had filled up ice chests with crack that would be sold to the poorest area of Gotham soon. Dick was there with him. But the ceiling had collapsed as a small propane tank in the floor above burst.
Was it a bomb?
Was it an accident?
More importantly, where was Dick?
“Nightwing?” He called out. There was shuffling and a groan. Tim dug in his utility belt and pulled out a glow stick. “Nightwing? Call out!”
“Here,” came a pained voice from across the room. Tim got up carefully and walked over to check on Dick. He was sitting on a workbench. A piece of rebar was stuck in his calf and there was a small pool of blood around it. Dick had a pale pained look on his usually glowing tanned face.
“I’m gonna- I’m going to check for more injuries,” Tim said after pressing both of their emergency buttons. The comms didn’t work down there. Dick nodded roughly. Tim looked at Dixk from the top down. His assessment found a nasty bruise on the chin, one broken finger, rebar in the left calf and Dick moaned when Tim pressed on his other leg. There was probably a break.
“I’m going to look for something to wrap your ankle up with,” Tim said. He moved back to the middle of the room before he felt cold. Cold water poured into his boot and Tim gasped. He looked down to see 2 foot of water that he had missed while on the bench.
“There’s water coming in here from somewhere. Just keep pressure on your leg and I’ll find the water leak to stop it,” Tim said. Dick made a little sound of agreement. He didn’t tell Dick that he had no idea where the leak came from or how to stop a massive leak like this one. It must have been a main line.
“Wow, that’s uh... fast there Timbo,” Dick said. Tim felt almost frantic. Dick was never the type to panic. Okay, breathe normal, find the leak.
“I’m going to find it,” Tim said. He did find it about a minute later. About waist high was a pipe that had burst. Water bubbles out quickly. Tim didn’t have to be a genius to know that this water was going to quickly fill the room and kill them. He looked for anything to slow or stop the flow.
The glow stick wasn’t great for visibility and it took a few minutes of digging to find anything. The water was just below the table Dick was sitting on and Tim was thigh deep. He didn’t want to think about what was in there.
A flexible piece of plastic sat on a workbench and Tim had no idea what it was but he might be able to slow or stop that water for a while. Hopefully their emergency trackers were working. Tim went back over to the pipe and wrapped it tightly. He was soaking wet when he was done.
Dick had part of his ass and legs underwater by the time Tim wadded back over to him. Thank god Tim wore boots rather than the flexible shoes Dick wore because he was pretty sure his feet would have been cut up by the debris otherwise.
“Hey Timbo, you did good,” Dick said with a grimace. Tim climbed up to sit beside them. They both shivered a little. Neither of their suits were water proof or heated. Dick wrapped an arm around Tim to warm him a little more.
“Batman should be here soon. He’ll be here,” Dick said. He was calmer than he felt. Both he and Tim were shivering as the water slowly filled the room. It was hip high on Dick now. Tim didn’t even want to think about the nasty water getting into his poor leg. It must have hurt terribly.
There was movement in the ceiling. They both looked up in the darkness. Tim hadn’t even thought of the possibility that there was more propane tanks that could explode until that moment. In fact, now that he thought about it there was some canisters of some kind. Propane or maybe oxygen. All highly flammable. And that’s not counting any sort of flammable liquid and building material in the room. And 2 men. Trapped.
“Birds! Nightwing! Red Robin! Call out,” came the undeniable voice of Jason Todd. He was almost right above them.
“Down here!” Yelled Tim. “Be careful!”
“Shit! Hold on,” he said and they could hear boards moving. Dust fell on them both. “Be careful. There’s a big piece I’m moving,” Jason yelled. Tim ducked his cap over both him and Dick. A horrible scrapping sound could he heard.
“Stop!” Tim yelled as a support beam wavered. “Wait!”
But Jason didn’t and there was a bone curdling snap and a body fell through the board. Jason lands on his side in the water before flinging himself upright. The water was almost waist high on the big man. He groaned and pulled out a proper waterproof flashlight. He looked at Tim and Dick.
“What the hell is with the water?” He asked, scanning around before flashing on the pipe. The water was again gurgling around it. The piece of plastic was bent and freely let the water flow. “I’m going to stop it.”
He walked through the water and groaned about halfway across before continuing. Tim looked up to see and opening. It was big enough for people to get through but the wood around it was so unstable there was no way to climb it.
“Did you get our location out before you fell, Jaybird,” Dick said quietly.
“Well... no,” Jason admitted as he wrestled the plastic back over the pipe. “But my tracker is still working. Should be,” he added.
Dick sighed quietly. Jadon wadded back over to them. Tim noticed a notable limp.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing. What’s wrong with dickface?” Jason said shinning his light through the water. “Jesus,” he said and Tim couldn’t tell if it was because of the red tinged water or the rebar impalement.
“Not as painful as it looks,” Dick said Jason all but rolled his eyes.
“Dickolas, I know that’s horribly painful,” Jason said. “I’m going to look for a way out. You’re losing blood and both of you are freezing.”
He started moving in the space, his limp still present. Tim climbed down to join him. Dick adjusted his seat as the water was waist high and made a little strangled moan he tried to cover. Tim gave Jason a knowing look. Dick was in a ton of pain and wasn’t climbing out on his own.
“I found something!” Tim said, pulling out a life vest. He wadded over to Dick and started putting it on him
“Wait, why me?” Dick resisted.
“You’re hurt. Don’t be a hero right now,” Tim said. Dick sighed and slid it on.
A few seconds later the plastic on the pipe was ripped off by the force of water and it swelled to chest high on Tim. He gulped. Jason inhaled quickly and his eyes flashed green.
He wasn’t trapped. He wasn’t trapped. They were getting out. He wasn’t dying an a fucking exploded warehouse again.
“You okay, Jason?” Dick asked. The water was almost to his arm pit. He was shivering pretty strongly.
“Yeah. That’s the only vest so me and replacement will have to swim soon. Ironic really,” Jason said coming over to the pair. “Waiting on Batman and Robin to save the day.”
“Let’s hope they get here quick. The water’s moving pretty fast,” Dick said. Jason looked to see it over his shoulders and Dick was floating slightly in the vest.
“Help me get him up,” Jason said climbing on the table. He and Tim got on either side of their older brother and pulled him up. Dick made a gasping moan at the pain. They held him up and he panted with closed eyes for a minute.
“Okay if we’re stuck in here, we’ll go to the hole and we’ll push Dick through first. Then you get out and go find help,” Jason said.
“We’re not leaving you,” Dick protested.
“I outweigh you by a good 20 lbs and replacement? 50 or more. There’s no way that the boards will hold me or that he could pull me out. Nope. I’m well fucked in here,” Jason said. The water was once again waist high on him and chest high on Tim.
“If we toss our trackers out the hole, do you think they’ll get signal?” Dick asked. Tim thought for a second.
“Can’t hurt to try.”
“Give me,” Jason said and Tim stared at him.
“Why are you going to throw it?”
“Better aim. Come on. We have one chance,” Jason said, waving his open hand at the pair. Tim glared at him.
“I’m only doing this because I have to hold Dick up,” he said slapping his tracker in Jason’s hand.
“Rude,” Dick said groaning as he grabbed his and give it to Jason, who quickly tossed them both up to the ground floor.
Dick was wavering in pain at this point. Tim was almost up to his neck in water. Jason was a hair from a pit fueled panic attack. They really were well fucked. And just as Tim thought this, a wave of more water splashed in their face and his feet no longer touched the ground when his head was underwater. They were maybe 3 or 4 feet from the ceiling where hopefully help was on the way. Tim pulled off his cape quickly and Jason had lost his helmet a while before.
“Okay,” Dick said and he was on his tip toes with the water lapping at his chin. He was panting and thank god for the vest because he certainly couldn’t keep swimming.
“Yeah, not a fan,” said Jason. He felt the water on his neck and it felt suffocating. He kicked off his heavy boots. He’d drown in the damn things.
“At least you aren’t swimming,” Tim said, treading water. He could swim for a while but it wasted so much energy and he had already been in an explosion after a full patrol.
Another wave of water came over them and Dick and Jason were also unable to stay on their feet. Jason angrily treaded water and Dick simply floated with the life vest. It was more complicated for both Jason and Tim as they had to continuously grab Dick so he wouldn’t be pushed against the wall with the current.
“Replacement,” Jason started.
“Really? You still call me that?” Tim said with a frown.
“Yeah, I’m trying to be like sentimental,” Jason said. “Look, if this shit gets too high, cuz I’m not floating here forever, fucking shoot me.”
“Why would I shoot you??” Tim asked. Dick made a confused groan.
“Because Dickie is sentimental. I tried to kill you. You kill me. We’re even.”
“That’s not how it works,” Tim started.
“No one is shooting anyone. Just shut up,” Dick said with a whimper as he straightened his leg. “Rebar is a son of a gun.”
“Yeah,” Jason said with a nod.
They floated for a few minutes silently before Tim sighed. His natural thinness and added muscles made him at a disadvantage to floating in water and it was tiring to continuous swim. Jason was having similar issues but had a higher energy reserve.
“Tim, are you okay?” Dick asked noticing his issues. Tim looked at him with a confused look. He was handling it.
“I’m fine,” he said and Jason rolled his eyes. Of course the kid was willing to die just like the rest of the family.
“Come here,” Dick said and Tim swam over.
“Do you need anything?”
“Lean back,” Dick said and Tim confusedly complied. Dick slid him back into floating on his back, reminding Tim of swim class when he was a kid. It did give his body a needed break and Dick wasn’t having trouble floating.
“No offense, but I’d rather you shoot me before I float in your arms, Dickard,” Jason said slyly.
“You know what,” Tim said with an irritation in his voice. Jason’s eyebrows rose. The kid was usually pretty meek around him. “To hell with you. I’m not drowning.”
“Wow, Drake. That’s such a good look. In fact you all look amazing,” A voice from above said before a camera flashed. Tim quickly started swimming again. “Father, they fell in a wet hole.”
“There are so many jokes in there. Dick, I’m disappointed you haven’t said any of them,” Jason said. “He threw a home run pitch.”
“He’s a kid. Plus, that’s what she said is low hanging fruit,” Dick answered quietly.
“That was on purpose, wasn’t it? You just added on right?”
“Alright boys,” came the gravelly voice of Batman. “Hang in there and I’ll send a rope down one at a time. Okay? And uh... Red Robin? I can’t wait to see your water aerobics back at the pool.”
“Even you? It’s to prevent leg cramps!” Tim protested.
“First harness down,” Batman said. Tim and Jason strapped in Dick. He was looking so tired. He practically hung on the ropes as he was pulled up. A piece of the roof fell close to Tim and Jason after Dick was out. Jason cursed and Tim shivered.
“We have to reattach it to another spot,” Damian called down. Jason practically growled.
“Okay,” Tim called and his voice was tired. Both were getting close to exhaustion. A few minutes went by and the water steadily rose. By this point, Tim was impressed that the basement was that waterproofed. Was it a pool?
Damian’s face appeared above them both and the rope was sent down again. Jason pushed it towards Tim who looked at him confused.
“Get out of here, kid,” he said not unkindly.
“But you hate being trapped,” Tim said. Jason sighed again.
“Yeah, well I might pull the whole damn thing down. And you’re shit at treading water. Just go before I change my mind,” Jason said before basically putting the harness on Tim.
“Okay. Fine,” Tim said, relenting. He was pulled up next.
There was a loud crack and the room started filling even faster with bubbly rough water. Jason was practically shoved against the wall. He cursed loudly as a shelf cut his back. He could touch the ceiling and grabbed it and pulled himself closer to the middle. His arms strained against the flooding water. His breaths came out in fast huffs and he tried to not think.
He was trapped in a flooding room, alone, in the dark. He could practically feel the green coming out of his eyes and he growled. Panic was starting to rise as well. He was going to fucking drown.
“Okay, last one,” Damian said and the rope was thrown down. It was pushed against the wall across the room with the current and Jason growled another curse. He pulled him along the roof that was now almost scraping his head in spots to grab the rope. The water touched his lips as his head touched the roof before finally being pulled up. He could hear the other men grown in effort of pulling his weight against the current trying to pull him under. The roof groaned and shook but held as he was unceremoniously dropped on the ground.
Jason coughed a few times before a foil blanket was wrapped around his shoulder. He looked up to see Tim placing it. Jason scanned the room to see Dick sitting on a chunk of concrete with a tourniquet on his lower leg. Blood stained his leg and a small puddle. Jason got up quickly.
He wavered on his feet and Tim grabbed him. Jason almost snarled at the younger bat but the black spots in his vision had him sitting down.
“We need to leave,” he said. “Dick...”
“Robin is bringing the car around to get you both,” Tim said. Jason nodded. Tim helped him up and despite, or maybe because, Dick laughed at the sight of Red Robin helping Red Hood into the batmobile back seat that Robin was driving. The bigger man almost bent them both over with his weight. Dick’s laughter was cut short when Batman picked him up and he had to resist the urge to scream.
Dick drifted out of consciousness as they were driven to the cave. And when he was carried to the table in the med bay, he promptly passed out. Jason was feeling better and his feeling of terror had started to calm. He was tempted to leave but Alfred practically shoved him into a bed too. At least he’d be there after Dr Leslie’s surgery on Dick’s leg. Tim and Damian came in the cave riding on Tim’s bike arguing and almost fighting before falling silent when seeing Dick unconscious.
A few hours later, Dr Leslie came to talk to the family about Dick’s surgery.
“It went well. He’ll be sleeping for a few hours. Stitches in the muscle and of course skin that it went through. Luckily no bone. 6 weeks and 2 months of physical therapy to be expected. This isn’t your first rodeo,” she said with a smile before leaving.
Alfred assessed the other boys and declared them all exhausted and Jason needed a few butterfly bandages for an injury he’d gotten earlier in the night. Finally safe and warm, he slept for 12 hours straight.
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