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racketti · 1 month
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birthday boi! 🎉🎂
he would be 57 yrs old now, EVERYONE CONGRATULATE HIM
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appledaddyisbae · 3 months
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-back in the day-
Lucifer: If you're happy and you know it quack your hands!
Little Charlie: *giggles and claps as he makes quacking noises*
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turtleblogatlast · 4 months
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Feeling a lot of trans Leo feelings rn and I would like to reiterate how possible it is for him to not only be trans but also have no idea at all about it.
Okay so, he’s bigger than Donnie, particularly carapace wise, which tends to be the case when the slider is female and the softshell is male.
Second, his coloring. He retains the same coloring his whole life, even as a much older adult, so there’s another tick in the trans checklist, especially being that said coloring is noticeably bright.
His demeanor is also pretty at odds from most male red eared sliders - one example of this being when Bullhop was staying with them and Leo is noticeably less angered by him being both in their territory and in general than the others are - male red eared sliders would be way more combative here.
Like alone none of these are 100% definitive indicators but all together it makes perfect sense to me personally.
Now, how would it work for Leo to not know?
Okay, bear with me, but I like to think it’s because of Splinter’s (or rather, Lou Jitsu’s) genetics! As in, of course Leo wouldn’t assume otherwise, after all, his human self is very masc, including his lower voice and overall body type, so he and his family would have no reason to assume that he’s actually trans! But I personally like to think that it is because of Lou Jitsu’s DNA that Leo’s humanoid half turned out so masc in comparison to his more female aligning turtle half.
So yeah. Female red eared slider mutated with the DNA of a human man equals a turtle teen with no idea he’s trans (or potentially intersex.)
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Family, even in death.
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heretherebedork · 5 months
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The joyous journey of the couple's shirts.
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lilith-sims · 6 months
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i found the password to my simblr but it's all screwed up :(
hi!!
i haven't posted in two and a half years and i had forgotten the email and password to my account but i suddenly missed ts2 so much! the problem is my tumblr doesn't let me see either normal inbox messages or chat messages, which sucks.
i don't have the game installed anymore as my computer had to be formatted a while ago and it'll be a huge pain in the butt to set up everything again. i do want to do it at some point though.
it's so cool to see in my dashboard that there are still many, many active sims 2 creators and even some familiar faces!
i hope you guys are all well and i hope to start playing and creating again soonish <3
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theandrosaur · 2 years
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Ironic how the moon needs the Sun to shine.
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acommonanomaly · 29 days
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Curufin for @feanorianweek.
Inspired by a scene from my fic, What Fades Away.
Excerpt:
Maitimo shook his head, smiling softly as he approached Tyelkormo’s room. He himself was dressed and ready to depart, though he knew it would be some time before his younger brothers were wrangled into their best robes and made presentable.
Maitimo paused with his hand on the door handle, glancing up briefly at the colorful spider hovering above him on the carefully wrought filaments of its web. He was not overly fond of spiders himself, so he understood Makalaurë’s aversion, though he had to admit that it was a magnificent specimen.
Atar had described to Tyelkormo all he knew of the species, remarking on the artistry with which it wove its web, his voice carrying some of the same admiration he expressed when describing the creations of some of the Noldor’s most renowned craftsmen. His appreciation had infected Tyelkormo, who had loudly let it be known that he would not have anyone disturb his guest.
Maitimo pushed the door open and entered the room, and he was immediately struck by the difference in the quality of the air here.
Tyelkormo’s windows were always open, and smells both earthy and airy drifted in along with the singing of birds and the trilling of the insects outside.
His room was what Amil affectionately called an ‘organized mess.’ Tyelkormo seemed determined to bring the outdoors in, having scattered about neatly presented collections of minerals, gemstones, and other natural things that caught his fancy. Charts of pressed flowers and leaves adorned the walls, and scattered around a plant that had long since began to overflow its pot were life-like marble sculptures of forest creatures that Amil had made for him.
Maitimo ducked beneath a wooden bird that hung from the ceiling, its wings slowly flapping so that it bobbed up and down, and he moved deeper into the room. He stopped when a live bird let out a shrill twitter from the window sill and flapped its glossy black wings.
“Good morning,” Maitimo said politely to the bird. Let his brother not accuse him of being rude to his guests.
The bird cocked its head to the side as it watched him, a beady pale yellow eye unblinking.
“Nelyo?” Tyelkormo called out.
Maitimo walked to the bed and pulled back the gauzy netting that surrounded it. The little bells sewn into fabric chimed delicately, and Curufinwë sat back on his heels, his grey eyes going wide as though he had been caught misbehaving. 
In each hand he clutched the carved wooden figure of an animal, and there were several more scattered around him on the bed. Though he had reached the age where he proudly proclaimed to anyone who would listen that he was no longer a baby, he did not mind at all when Tyelkormo coddled him and made him toys. Tyelkormo sat cross-legged next to him, whittling away at a chunk of wood that was beginning to take on the likeness of a bear. Wood shavings littered his lap and the bed, and Maitimo shook his head before tying back the netting and crossing his arms over his chest.
“Amil won’t like you doing that on the bed.”
“Then don’t tell her,” Tyelkormo said curtly, though his gaze darted to the open door.
“Amil wants Curvo to have a bath, and you should be getting ready, too.”
“Turko doesn’t want to go to the celebration. Why must he go?” Curufinwë asked, giving Maitimo a guileless look that might very well have worked on Amil, or even Atar.
Maitimo turned to Tyelkormo. “Tyelkormo, what have you been telling him?”
“I was just talking.” Tyelkormo kept his eyes lowered, continuing to whittle at the chunk of wood. “And anyway, I don’t see why I should have to go.”
“Because we’re all going.”
“It’s a minor celebration. No one will miss me.”
Maitimo sighed. Tyelkormo had been invited to the house of Oromë and was eager to join the Vala for a hunt. Though the invitation did not stipulate that he should arrive by any certain time, his excitement over the prospect of spending time with the great hunter made him impatient. The celebration they were to attend seemed to be even more of a chore to him than it normally would be.
When Tyelkormo had expressed his desire to be left behind, though, their father had said that if the rest of them had to suffer through such a tedious gathering then so would Tyelkormo.
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spyskater · 5 months
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Shout out to all the trans kids and teens (and even adults) out there who are going to see Rose Noble and know that they, too, can save the world by simply being who they are.
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xx-sketchy-xx · 9 months
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Hehe. No regrets. I had a hard time choosing the elements though. Id love your opinions! ❤️
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linterteatime · 1 year
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Cube eyes...too much minecraft or something like that idk
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aiixen · 10 months
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🪱
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metastablephysicist · 2 months
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whenever i read something in german in my head i hear it in the fornite und cola voice
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windbornebardmain · 3 months
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i think they had sth going on
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dinokiwii · 6 months
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would anybody be interested in my wildlife center hlvrai au…
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stickynotelovers-art · 8 months
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I think it's hilarious how maybe 5% to 10% of the time I do something serious or angsty for this fandom.
But the rest of the time I'm just:
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