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ispyspookymansion · 3 months

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know as in actually know, not just have met or know of, i’m more curious about on a regular basis who the oldest lgbt person is that you interact with. can also be someone you regularly interacted with/knew at some point and no longer do for whatever reason

#when i was in high school i did a library group with a lesbian who was probably in her late twenties?#or maybe early 30s. i went to her wedding! but thats the oldest lgbt person ive really Known :(#kora.txt

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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 months

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I was doing homework with my high school classmates at the library of a university I didn't go to, and we kept running into people I knew from uni, except it wasn't any of my friends, it was a million people I desperately never wanted to see again.

Also, Sydney from The Bear was there. Not Ayo Edebiri. Sydney. I don't watch The Bear.

#dream #homework #high school #school #classmate #library #university #friend #the bear #ayo edebiri

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hellenhighwater · 6 months

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Hmm....how hard can large scale mosaic possibly be? I feel like my plans for the room I'm working on could use something really shiny and impactful and maybe I want to make a fold-down cutting table and maybe I want to do it out of mosaic, even though that will be ungodly heavy.

It's a fun idea. I'm not sure if it's a good idea.

I haven't done mosaic since a one-off high school art class but I feel like the component skills are ones I already have, sooooo....

I have been keeping to a blue and gold celestial theme for both my guest room and my art workspaces, because if and when I move those spaces are likely to be combined. Cutting table, even though it would be for a different room, falls in the same vein, so I'm thinking something with a nice dark night sky and maybe some branches or leaves...

#if nothing else #I am likely to bleed less on my project than I did on the one in high school.#i sliced my arm open and bled profusely and never quite got all of it out #the third bedroom in my house is basically a junk room rn because the layout is awful #and i have been rotating that room in my head for weeks trying to see how it fits together in a functional way #it's going to still be storage but also my digital workspace/home for my modern tools #aka four ink printers #the laminator the 3d printer the laser engraver the cutting mats the paper storage #and also random crap like luggage and wrapping paper.#i think im settling on a library/bindery vibe #so loooots of built ins.#on a budget level i cannot afford to start this room for a while yet #and the same is also true on a time management scale #but for each project like this I tend to prefer to have everything fully realized in my head before i start #so im doing that now #mentally putting together lumber cut lists and figuring out if im going to have to buy a jigsaw

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loveinhawkins · 1 year

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A series of notes passed during private study periods in Hawkins High School Library, circa January—May, 1985.

A page from a notebook, shoddily torn.

—Hey. Is this seat taken?

—Nah, it’s just empty for no reason.

—Ha ha.

—Admiring your dedication here, Harrington, but I’m pretty sure the librarian isn’t actually a dragon. You can talk.

—Nope. If I start talking, I won’t stop. Gotta do homework now or I never will.

—Ooh. Didn’t know I was so distracting.

—Don’t flatter yourself, Munson.

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Written in another notebook, underneath a paragraph of red ink that ends ‘See me after class, Eddie Munson.’

—Here, use this if you need to. No way I’m going back to that damn class.

—Dude, don’t you need it to graduate?

—What’s it to you?

—Nothing, jeez. You’re gonna rip a hole in the paper if you keep leaning that hard.

—Well, maybe that’s the kinda mood I’m in.

—For what it’s worth, O’Donnell hates everyone. It’s nothing personal.

—No.

—?

—She really hates me. Like, really. Truly. I’m fucking self-aware, Harrington, I know when I’m being annoying, but I’m quiet as a goddamn mouse in her class.

—I’m sorry. That sucks.

—Yeah. I was really trying, you know?

—I get you. Can you, like, appeal when she fails you or…?

—Do you really think I’d still be here if that worked?

—Fair. Okay but what if you had… I don’t know, character testimonials, or something.

—Why, Harrington, are you offering?

—If you want.

—My uncle tried something like that last year. Was on the phone for hours. No dice.

—Shit.

—Appreciate the thought, though.

—Hey. I’ve got candy. Want some?

—You’re a brave, brave man. What kind?

—Reese’s.

—Okay. Thanks.

—No problem.

—HARRINGTON! LIBRARIAN, THREE O’CLOCK!

—Jesus Christ! I thought you said she wasn’t a dragon.

—Fine. Correction: she’s not always a dragon.

#a potential epistolary series! it’s Friday & i want to indulge ❤️#notes from hawkins high school library #epistolary fic #pre steddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson

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shvkespearc · 1 month

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so LOL my new job completely fucked me over and scammed me by telling me i'd work 20 hours a week immediately, then saying they won't have proper availability for a few more weeks, now saying they can barely give me hours at all, IF ANY, for the foreseeable future.

well my life goes on and continues to include expenses even as i try to apply for new jobs

in the meantime well my poetry books are still for sale!

you can get them for as little as 1 dollar or customize the amount to anything! PLEASE THEYRE NOT BAD- (INSERT REVIEWS HERE) the site is perfectly safe to buy from and v easy!

#whatever. uses the last 30 dollars on my credit card #i know later ill check this post and there will be 0 notes #which is fine #i just dont know what else to do?#i applied to my local library yesterday and tried soooo hard on my app and cover letter #so im begging pleading ill get it #but i know its kind of compteitive so :(#then theres just fucking nowhere left thats hiring except like fast food #which is a bummer cause i said id never work in fast food again after i did in high school #but like hello? hello girl? girl help?#all my cards are maxed because ive had no money to pay them off #needless to say nothing in my fucking account #im in debt to all my friends #i got a few jobs art modeling this month #but its only like 150$ total #which like. i need 800+ a month . so #epic my dude #.txt

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bizarrelovesquare · 10 months

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Adrien + in the library across different universes

#miraculous ladybug #ml movie #mledit #adrien agreste #gif #evie's gifs #he's just like me fr #school was too loud so the library was my hideout in middle/high school lol

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nevarasstuff · 8 months

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I grew up as an academic achiever, straight A student you would say. Nevertheless sometimes i still get a C or even lower. No, getting bad grades is never a curse for me.

Once upon a time, i went back from school with my math exam paper. Red massive zero on top of it, looks like a cherry. I handed it to my parents at the living room. Staring at my toes, waiting while they reading it. My teacher said I will get into a trouble the second i handed the paper to my parents. It's been 5 seconds, and the only thing i hear from my parents is laugh, they cracked and say "don't you dare feel sad or think we feel dissapointed with your score-" they can't even finish the sentence, laughing too hard. "At least you bring an egg for us, let's cook it for our lunch!" Just like that they get up and hug me. My dad holds my hand walking to the kitchen while my mom preparing our lunch. I don't know where that exam paper went, maybe my dad made a paper plane from it and threw it away. My soul still confused, eyes staring blankly. But i know one thing for sure.

Now i know the big impact of how parents treat their kids and how parents look at their kids when they get bad grades can impact how kids perceive scores and school life. Grades are important, but your kid's mental health is the most crucial part.

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expectiations · 3 days

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Thinking of how "left me like a book on a shelf" is from River's POV and therefore does not mean it is the entirety of the story much like how "the Doctor does not and has never loved me" was uttered from a River who was grieving.

Like the Doctor could have spent a long time putting the TARDIS in stationary orbit around the Library. The Doctor could have puttered about with the Library from years before it was shut down to ensure that everything would go smoothly while doing his best not to change a single thing. And on days when it is too hard, he just stares at the Library from his perch on the TARDIS door. Waiting, hoping, thinking. Trying to find a way out for her. For them.

And he does!

He finds a hundred ways to get her out of the data core. But...something always goes wrong. It's somehow never good enough. She's back, but she's not entirely there.

So he scratches it out, slaps himself, and tries again.

And again.

But his plans always fail.

But they don't. Not really. His plans could work. Could have worked. His beloved Sexy would help him. She'd always help him when it comes to her Water. But he was too scared. Too frightened of failure. Because one single mistake. One. Single. Mistake. And she's gone. He can never get her back. Forever.

So he runs. And runs. And runs. Until centuries has gone by and companion come and gone. Until he met a younger, more alive version of her. And then they had Darillium. And oh the joys of wonderful joys, what a night that was.

But things end. Even for him. They had to part ways again. Had to say goodbye. So he tries again. Picks up what his previous self had shelved. He tries. Oh how he tries.

But still. That fear exists. Is it worth it? Can he finally accomplish what he'd started a literal lifetime ago?

(He doesn't.)

Off on another lifetime with a new body. He's a...she now? Oh and shorter! Wow. That's new! I wonder what Ri–

On the rare moments she allows herself to succumb to sleep she goes to their his her study. She takes a moment to take everything in. It's unrecognizable now – the study that once was theirs filled with warmth and laughter and-

Every single space was taken. Covered by plans of plans of plans spanning...two...lifetimes now. Sexy still kept it just as it was the last time he she had been in there.

Their His Her favorite throw was still where it was – on their his her favorite corner of their his her favorite couch.

Nothing had changed but everything had changed.

She curled up and buried her face hoping it would still smell of her (It did. They never knew how it worked but somehow her smell still lingered anyway. They thought they were hallucinating at first but other people had been able to smell it too. Sometimes they forget but Sexy also lost her too).

She was a he again. The same face they had four lifetimes ago. The same face who was the first to keep the memory of their meeting.

But wh- what? Why? How? Is this it? Is this the body that finally brings her back home? A fitting act really. He put her in there and so he'll also put her out of there.

But... she wasn't there. Nothing was there. Nothing but chunks of debris and ashes and smelted...somethings.

When he blinked his eyes open (when had he closed them?), Donna's worried face greeted him. He blinked again and blinked. Nothing changed. Everything has changed. He had waited for far too long. He had made her wait for far. too. long. He feared of failing her but now he actually has failed her.

Everything was bland now. Was it just him or is everything a bit...on the side of grey? Donna looks at him like he might break. (He won't. He's a Time Lord. Time Lords don't break.) Even Sylvia had taken to treating him a bit more kindly.

He goes off alone with Sexy. His return to the Noble-Temple (Temple-Noble) household becomes fewer and further in between. One day he finds himself in Venice. Wonderful Venice. His Pond and her Roman (who wasn't yet a Roman) had gone here. There were vampires. And running and –

River?

No silly. River wasn't there.

He blinked. And blinked again. Made sure the sky was blue and the clouds still fluffy white. But was that his leather jacket that just whizzed by past him? Wait. Hold on. That was... Was that? Oh no. It wasn't. It couldn't be. Did they? No. They couldn't have.

But of course, apparently they did. Because that was actually his leather jacket wearing self that just passed by him again(?) tugging along his very-much-not-dead wife along running from... Hold on. Why are they running? What- Who's shooting at her?!

#cues in iconic doctor who intro lmao #hi don't mind me. i'm just being my melodramatic PMS self #it's reaaally wonky i think but argh whatever just spitting out my grief and frustration. come to think of it i find words flow easier when #i am upset lol? hmmm what does that say about my high school self who used to write chapters with 1k as minimum.#it's difficult dealing with people who simply say river is just another one of the doctor's marriages so this is me dealing with it #i had trouble knowing where to stop and then thought OH why not put nineriver in but make it Post-Library River???#lmao and i ended it there because i needed to stop (i have 3 – THREE – exams tomorrow)#dw musings #that turned into a sort of fic ish #doctorriver #doctor x river #doctor who #tia talks tish #river song #eleventh doctor #tenth doctor #twelfth doctor #thirteenth doctor #fourteenth doctor #ninth doctor #the doctor's wife #tardis #what other thing can i tag my sort of fic #tia writes tish #post-library river song #yowzah #i pond queue #11th doctor #12th doctor #10th doctor

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britomart · 4 months

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affirmations for a nineteen year old

i am an adult

high schoolers do not scare me

i am an adult

high schoolers cannot hurt me

i am an adult

high schoolers mean nothing to me

#yeah i’m in high school. yeah i run the other direction when i see a school uniform. i contain multitudes #school has started up again which means my beautiful empty quiet library filled with monstrous little demons in uniform

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the-lady-hestia · 7 months

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I finally climbed the mountain that is The Stormlight Archive (up to this point, Stormlight 5 please come out soon)

On to Mistborn!!!!

#I'm using an interlibrary loan through my school library to get the book and good GOD man I love libraries #I can put in an online form and my college's library will search high and low just to let me borrow a book for a few weeks. Shit's rad #Libraries rule #stormlight archive #brandon sanderson #cosmere #mistborn #the final empire

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white-flwrs · 4 months

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my new school has a peaceful quiet library, i can def imagine myself staying here after school to catch up on homework and lectures 🤎🤎

#studyblr #study motivation #studying #study aesthetic #school #study #high school #stem #study space #library #peaceful #new school #dark academia #light academia #chaotic academia #lectures

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romanceyourdemons · 2 days

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i love creating my playlist for the day and by that i mean putting my cds in the order i want to listen to them in. i will start off the day with “carmen” by george bizet, and if i get through that i will listen to some kendrick lamar, and if i get through that i will listen to some mongolian folk music, and if i get through that i will listen to some korn, and i probably won’t have time after that so i haven’t decided for sure but after that i’ll either listen to some experimental 80s electronic music or the greatest hits of kool and the gang

#genuinely so excited for this lineup #first of all the library’s only lamar cd was finally back on the shelf this week so i’m excited for that #and secondly i’m dipping my toe back into opera for the first time since high school!! i got carmen and figaro and we’ll go from there #ryddles

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obeetlebeetle · 1 month

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tagged by @sophelstien, thank you!💜💜💜

the NO-SKIP albums: a tag game 🎶

rules: share the albums that you can listen to nonstop. those lightning in a bottle-albums that scratch ur brain just right. every single track, an absolute banger. u could not skip one if u tried. no notes. stunning, show-stopping, immaculate. ur no-skip albums. 🔎 bonus & optional (but imo, v fun) rules:1) add a track rec for us to listen to! AND2) share ur favorite line(s) from that track! 👀

tagging @waitingforgalois, @avantguardisme, @frogndtoad, @oranges-and-pears, @phosphorusandpetra, @cardwrecks, @swordatsunset, @gideonthefirst, @owldude, and YOU

🎧 album info/track recs/my favorite lines under the cut!! ↓↓↓

🌊 hideaway / the weepies (2008)

track rec: little bird ↳brush your gray wings in my head / say what you said / say it again / they tell me I'm crazy / but you told me / I'm golden

📼 in rainbows / radiohead (2007)

track rec: weird fishes/arpeggi ↳I'd be crazy not to follow / follow where you lead / your eyes / they turn me / turn me into phantoms / I follow to the edge / of the earth / and fall off / yeah, everybody leaves / if they get the chance / and this is my chance

🌉 narrow stairs / death cab for cutie (2008)

track rec: bixby canyon bridge ↳and then it started getting dark / I trudged back to where the car was parked / no closer to any kind of truth / as I must assume was the case for you

🚗 sam's town / the killers (2006)

track rec: bones ↳we took a backroad in my car / down to the ocean / it's only water and sand / and in the ocean we'll hold hands / but I don't really like you / apologetically dressed in the best / put on a heartbeat glide / without an answer / the thunder speaks for the sky

🕕 I forget where we were / ben howard (2014)

track rec: conrad ↳oh, I loved you with the good and the careless in me / but it all goes back

🔥 heretic pride / tmg (2008)

track rec: autoclave ↳when I try to open up to you, I get completely lost / houses swallowed by the earth, windows thick with frost / and I reach deep down within, but the pathways twist and turn / and there's no light anywhere, and nothing left to burn / and I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam / and no emotion that's worth having could call my heart its home

🌹 violet street / local natives (2019)

track rec: when am I gonna lose you? ↳I remember you closing the shutters / and laying down by my side / and the light that was still slipping through / it was painting your body in stripes

🚪 retired from sad, new career in business / mitski (2013)

track rec: goodbye, my danish sweetheart ↳there's some kind of burning inside me / it's kept me from falling apart / and I'm sure that you've seen what it's done to my heart / but it's kept me from falling apart / now here I lay as I wonder about you / would you just tell me what I'm meant to do? / 'cause I've waited and watered my heart 'til it grew / you can see how it's blossomed for you

🚀 how to: friend, love, freefall / rks (2018)

track rec: mission to mars ↳we changed the format completely, cut the filler for meat / it's just blood on your TV making killings for free / the ticket lines are past the sign down at the end of the street / meet and greet, VIPs go a million a piece / we delayed the show for entry and so expired on the lease / now we're gonna re-release it, t.b.d / change the title to: fuck you / it's what you want it to be / when you know it only pay to make nice / pack your shit and standby, please / your friends are trying to leave and get high

#this was veryyyy difficult bc i had way more than 9. but also i mainly listened to full albums in high school/college bc of #1) burning cds from the library into itunes and 2) driving in cars w/o bluetooth #i tried to break up the rows like middle/high school - college - grad&post-grad for variety #honorable mentions are: franz ferd self-titled the xx self titled vamp wknd self titled pb&j gimme some gorillaz demon days passion pit man #: glass animals youth daft punk discovery the strokes first impressions of earth arctic monkeys red lights indicate doors are secured #UGH sorry it was just so hard . to choose #and picking the songs was almost as bad but i tried to be as honest as possible #ok. byeeee

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astranauticus · 4 months

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rolling with difficulty as my uni struggle tweets

bonus: this one didnt fit any particular character it's just. really funny

#rolling with difficulty #rwd #dani rwd #kyana rwd #vrla rwd #vhas rwd #finbar rwd #elyse rwd #context i like livetweet my uni struggles sometimes on my priv to like my 3 high school friends LMAO #the jumping jacks thing is a true story but in my defence i had been sitting in the library for like 9 hours and i was. very caffeinated #damn this post and the last is just. the duality of man but the duality of my blog FHSBDHVDV

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loveinhawkins · 1 year

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Part 1 ao3

A series of notes passed during private study periods in Hawkins High School Library, circa January—May, 1985.

A sheet of paper hastily ripped from its notebook, folded over with a crease down the middle.

—Harrington, did you just turn down that girl?

—What are you talking about?

—Hey, you can’t blame a guy for being nosy. You were the one deciding to TALK in a SACRED LIBRARY.

—If you heard us, why are you asking?

—Okay, sound doesn’t travel that far.

—Why don’t YOU tell me what happened considering you know everything?

—Wow. Touchy.

—Fuck off.

—Sorry. Thought we were just joking around. Didn’t mean to be a dick.

—It’s fine.

—You sure?

—I wasn’t ‘turning her down.’ She’s on the Yearbook Committee. Asking for photos.

—Too many pin-ups to choose from?

—Baby photos.

—What’s the problem? Did you come out the womb holding hairspray?

—No.

—Table it or ditch it?

—?

—It’s something my uncle says. If he asks me about stuff I don’t wanna talk about, I can either table it for later or ditch it completely. But if something keeps coming up and I keep saying to ditch it, then it automatically becomes a table it for later.

—That’s smart.

—Yup.

—Table it.

—Okay.

—? Why do you keep scoring out stuff?

—Sorry sorry. I can only think of baby photos now.

—Not against them in general. Feel free to talk about yourself, Munson.

—Uh-huh. I could hear the sarcasm in how you wrote that.

—Ha. No, really. I don’t mind.

—Well, lucky for you, talking about myself is my favorite subject.

—Lucky me.

—I thought I’d lost literally all of my baby photos. When I lived with my dad, the house got flooded and all of them were hit. Water damage. I had to get my books spread out on a radiator so the pages would dry, and that kinda worked for some of them. Photos were goners, though.

—That’s awful.

—Hold your horses, cowboy. But then when I moved to my uncle’s—we’re at the trailer park in Forest Hills—I saw he had all these photos stacked on a bookcase, and I thought they were all really old, like from when he was a kid and stuff, and some of them were, but he had whole entire ALBUMS of me. Way more than my dad ever had.

—That’s cool.

—You’re so verbose, Harrington.

—I meant it. It’s just. I was just thinking.

—About?

—That’s not why I—I HAVE baby photos, that’s not the problem.

—Don’t sweat it, dude, you don’t need to tell me.

—It’s just. Rebecca, that’s who was talking to me, she kept going on about how everyone else has already sent in a baby photo or, you know, a photo from when they were a kid, and she was excited about it, it’s a whole new thing they’re doing for this year. They’re gonna do a special layout, old photos next to current ones, you know what I mean?

—Afraid I’ve never been privy to the wondrous goings-on of the Yearbook Committee.

—She said it’ll look weird if I’m the only one not doing it. But it’s—I don’t know. I know I could just pick any damn photo and send it in, it’d get the whole Committee off my back. But I think I’d feel weird at the thought of the whole year getting to see—god, this doesn’t even make sense, like I don’t mind them seeing at a photo of me NOW, but I don’t. I don’t like looking at old photos, I never have. I don’t know why. Guess I just don’t like looking back.

—Fuck what everyone else is doing. They’re YOUR photos. Forget the precious ‘layout.’

—Yeah, that’s sorta what I told her, minus the ‘fuck.’

—If it’ll shut them all up, you could send in one of mine. See who actually notices.

—No way.

—Yeah, I was just being stupid.

—No. Those are YOUR photos. Save them for your own Yearbook. Sounds like your uncle could fill the whole thing with pictures.

—Wouldn’t put it past him.

—Shit, is that the time? The bell’s gonna ring in five minutes. I’ve done NOTHING.

—The horror!

—I’m blaming you.

—Honored to be considered a distraction, Harrington.

-

A scrap of paper, hastily dropped into the pencil case of an unknowing Eddie Munson as the bell rang.

—Thanks.

#notes from hawkins high school library #epistolary fic #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #steddie #eddie and wayne munson #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #pre steddie

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soldez · 5 months

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so many tmnt fanfics out there where those turtles are breaking ribs. not sure where they're getting them from

I'm always thinking about this because if they're like real turtles and lack moveable ribs and diaphragms then how do their lungs and organs not literally collapse from the sheer pressure of being bipedal. it's definitely implied that they developed at least pseudo-anthropomorphic respiratory/cardiac/digestive/endocrine systems or else they wouldn't be able to function the way they do but i need diagrams because what the fuck would that even look like. is it possible that they developed internal ribcages in addition to their exoskeletons because the mechanics of what that would look like when you think about it are fucking ridiculous especially if youre like me and haven't taken a biology class since high school and the best explanation you can think of is that maybe like the bridges between their plastron & carapace are flexible like human ribs or something like that??? but like what is this

also i can't remember if i posted this or just sent it to noor but this is still like the funniest image in the world to exist to me

#tmnt #a few months ago i tried drawing a concept of a fused human/emydidae skeleton but if i posted it i'd probably get called an idiot cause lik #i said. i have not had the opportunity to take a bio class since high school so all my info is from library books #sorry for not answering this sooner i put it in my drafts so i wouldnt forget and then i forgot

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