#EVERYTHINGS FINE

[pizzabox-box]

This blog has started spiraling into angsty depressing mess ever since the "Dead Man walking" came along. ...so to balance it out..HERE! Look at these italians! Just being buddies and stuff.

Heck yea! Real and Fake! The original and his messed up clone! I love when these two interact! Look at them overcomming their differences and supporting each other in hard times! Yes! These two meeting was the best thing that could happen to them! yes yes yes ! YES!

[permanently-silly]

i dont even know what to caption this .........

[abyssyby]

i cant take chapter five of sylus’s twilight event [SPOILERS]

just openly implies that his heartbeat quickens like a ticking bomb bc mc gives him a present and a kiss && now, he will literally reduce the onychinus base into ashes and debris from all the love mc gives him. proving that inside hes yearning and aching for her to keep thinking about him, to keep caring about him, to keep loving him. im SICKKKKKKKKKKK MY LOVESICK DRAGONN

[lulublack90]

Prompt 22 - Arranged

@jegulus-microfic May 22, Word count 402

Previous part First part

Regulus slept like a log. He didn’t think he’d ever been so tired. When he finally woke up, he was alone. He poked his head out of the bed curtains, but the room was oddly quiet. All the other bed hangings were wide open. No one was in the room. He stretched and got up. 

He dressed and went down to the common room to see if they were down there. They weren’t, nor was anyone else. 

It felt eerie being in the Gryffindor Common room and it not being full of noise and overexcited Gryffindors bouncing off the walls. He looked at the grandfather clock in the corner and gasped. How was it two o’clock?! 

He’d only meant to sleep for two hours tops, and here he was skipping lessons. He ran out of Gryffindor Tower and down to his potion room, praying that none of the stasis charms had elapsed. 

“Hey, love you’re up. I got you something to eat,” James said as Regulus hurtled past him on the marble stairs. Regulus shot his hand out and grabbed James, twirling the boy on the spot and dragging him back the way he’d just come. “Love, what’s wrong?” James asked as he was pulled around the corner and across the entrance hall. 

“My potions,” Regulus managed to gasp. 

He unlocked the door as quickly as he could, but stopped before he opened the door and cast protection spells on himself and James. He opened the door, and nothing happened. 

Carefully, he edged towards the ring of cauldrons. He peered inside them and breathed out a sigh of relief. The stasis charms had held. 

He began to undo the charms and finish the potions. He arranged all the ingredients he would need into neat little rows in the correct order and got to work. 

“So crisis averted?” James asked, not coming any closer. 

“Hmm? Oh, yes. Just need to finish them. It shouldn’t be too long, and then bottle them.” 

“Reg, love?” James spoke softly. 

“What?!” Regulus snapped a bit, looking up from his pepper-up potion. 

“Eat something,” James said, holding out the bundle he was holding. 

“Fine,” Regulus grumbled. He really was quite hungry. He could have kissed James when he saw what was inside. Three thick-cut ham sandwiches, a bottle of butterbeer and a large chunk of honeycomb. “Thank you,” he told James, smiling as he took a big bite. 

Next part

[iridescentpull]

So, tomorrow it will be 1 month since Fit has been stuck in the whole. And I was curious how long it was in minecraft terms, so I did the math.

Fit has been stuck in the hole for 2,160 minecraft days, or 5 years and 9 months 🧍‍♀️

[rosiefailsatlife]

ohhhhh myyyyy goddddddd i accidently got tma spoiled for me

fuck fuck fuck

time to gaslight my self into thinking the spoiler i saw wasn't true

[mysweetcheesemygoodtimeboy]

“We’ve maintained really good boundaries about not seeing each other until I get my life together” they’re just on a break guys it’s fine

[fandomfangirlfanatic]

Whumpay has my going crazy, so to all the Donatello whumpee fans out there, this one’s for you.

Donnie deserved to crash out after the events of The Fourfold Trap and Leo should’ve apologized. Hence, we have this

(Uses the prompts from day 2, and day 15)

Tw: Swearing (it’s Raph), and mentions of injuries

Donnie slumps in his chair, staring at the remnants of his latest failure. The liquid was pitch black, bubbling in front of him, mockingly.

He groans, putting his face into his hands. This was the fifth failure of the night. It was supposed to work- why haven’t any of them been working?

He forces himself into an upright position, shoving the black sludge to the far side of his desk. His head is pounding but he doesn’t care, he has to find a cure to the brainworm. He forces his hands to stop shaking as he grabs a pipette, trying a different combination of chemicals. He’s meticulous, careful and calculated. Every drop feels like torture, the calm before the storm. He adds the last ingredient and waits with bated breath. For a second it looks like it’s going to work and he stands up, planting his hands on the table. He’s laughing, it’s working- he’s done it!

Of course, it didn’t work.

The mixture turns cement grey, bubbling like the last one had. He groans again, slamming his hands onto his desk. He was so close. But of course- of course it wouldn’t work. Why would it work? All he does is fail. With an angry shout he punches his desk, once, twice- he only stops when his hand starts throbbing.

His eyes burn. His head hurts. He’s so tired- he hasn’t slept since their kidnapping, too preoccupied with finding a cure to the brain worm. He wasn’t even sure he’d bandaged his burns, he just didn’t have the time. He lets out a bitter laugh, the remnants of another experiment gone wrong glaring at him. Gloating. Screaming. He’s a failure. All he’s done lately is fail- he couldn’t make the cure, he couldn’t save his brothers, he couldn’t beat the brain boggler, all he could do was fail.

He wants to cry, but he doesn’t. He’s not sure he can. Instead he takes a deep breath, running a hand over the top of his head. He can do this. He can do this.

He gives his hands a shake, cracks his neck, and metaphorically rolls up his sleeves. He won’t rest until he gets this right and finds a cure. He can’t. He has to do this for Leo. For Splinter.

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It has been a few days since the kidnapping. Mikey had been shaken up for the first day or so, but bounced back quickly compared to the others. Raph still had the occasional headache (especially when he didn’t drink enough water) but it looked like he was on the road to a full recovery. Mikey had decided to spend most of his time annoying said brother, playing pranks on the older turtle whenever he could.

Currently, Mikey sat in front of the TV, cross legged and smiling at an episode of Crognard The Barbarian. Raph sat on the couch behind him, comic in hand. The two had been bickering up until a few moments ago, leaving them in a not so silent, silence.

Leo emerged from the dojo, stretching his arms above his head with a small sigh. He’d been spending most of his time with Splinter, meditating, and talking about Karai. This was the first time he’s been out since this morning.

“Has anyone seen Donnie?” He asked, and Raph snorted, shaking his head.

“Not since we got back.” He said snarkily, refusing to take his eyes off his comic. “He’s been cooped up in his lab, something about finding a cure? That ringing any bells?” Raph looked away from the comic, giving Leo a pointed look. The eldest narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. Whether or not he did this out of frustration or guilt he wasn’t sure.

“Really?” He frowned, glancing at the large doors to his side. “Did he at least grab anything to eat?”

“Nope,” Mikey said, popping the p. He leant back on his hands, still looking at the TV as he answered his brother. “I brought him some pizza earlier, he might’ve had that.”

Leo frowned harder before he let out a sigh, once again glancing at the door. “Doubt it.”

Raph snapped his comic book shut, staring at him with narrowed eyes. “Well maybe if you hadn’t yelled at him-”

“Oh- so this is my fault now?” Leo scoffed, his arms falling to his sides. “He knew how much it meant to sensei, he wasn’t trying hard enough!”

Raph stood up, glaring hard at his older brother. “Trying hard enough? Do you- do you hear how stupid you sound!? Of course he was trying, you idiot!”

Leo rolled his eyes, adjusting his feet. “He wasn’t trying enough.” He said it with finality, a hard tone that didn’t leave any room for discussion.

Raphs forehead vein made an attempt to burst out of his skin, but he did his best to stay calm.

Leo furrowed his eyebrows, taking a few steps forward. “That’s all I told him- it’s not like I told him to make it his whole life!“ Leo was getting angrier by the second- look, he knows Donnie was trying. But they didn’t have time- they needed a cure as soon as possible.

“His- are you kidding me, fearless?“ Raph marched towards him, his fists balled. “I mean seriously, how do you not see how much of an asshole you were.”

Leo stood his ground, clenching his fists. “She needs this cure. Splinter needs his daughter. I was only trying to give him motivation-“

“Motivation!?” Raph snapped, laughing loudly. “Are you that obsessed with her that you thought bitching out your brother was the best idea for motivation?”

Leo spluttered, holding his hands up in front of him. “I did not bitch-“

“You kinda did, bro.” Mikey’s voice cut in, giving Leo a dodgy side eye. “Donnie was always working on that thing. What you said was not cool, dude.”

The two older turtles stopped, staring at the youngest. Raph held a hand out, gesturing to Mikey. If he had an eyebrow to raise, he would’ve done so. “You know it’s bad when even Mikey admits it.”

Leo stood silently, staring at the ground. His fists clenched and unclenched at his sides, a mixture of anger and guilt swirling in his mind. He wasn’t- Donnie should know that he wasn’t trying to be harsh. He was just stressed, and he felt like Donnie could be doing better.

“Well, what do you want me to do about it?” Leo frowned, looking up at the shorter turtle. Raph crossed his arms while Mikey piped up from the floor. “Apologize, duh.”

Leo sighed, rolling his eyes. “Fine.”

“And take him some more pizza!”

————————————————————

Donnie had barely slept, the pizza Mikey brought over long since forgotten on the floor. He was hunched over his desk, his eyes drooping every so often. He was no closer to creating a cure than he had been a week ago, and he was starting to get extremely frustrated with himself.

That’s where Leo found him. Muttering quietly, shaky hands reaching for pipettes and test tubes, beakers lined up on his desk, all filled with the same orange liquid. Donnie was evidently doing multiple experiments at the same time, trying to cut his time short.

Leo sighed, glancing around the room. His eyes landed on the uneaten pizza and he frowned, his fingers twitching under the plate in his hand. He shifted awkwardly, waiting for Donnie to notice that he was there- usually, the sound of the door opening would’ve been enough. Today, the taller turtle was none the wiser, far too wrapped up in his experiments to notice. Leo very quickly got fed up with it and cleared his throat, walking a little closer with intentionally loud steps.

Donnie jolted, his hands seizing. He nearly dropped the test tube he was holding, just barely steadying himself enough to avoid a spill. Once he was calm, Donnie set the tube onto a holder, placing his hands on the desk, his head bowed forward in frustration.

Donnie was turning as he spoke, pinching the bridge of his beak as he did so. “Raph, I already told you, if you want me to get out you’re gonna have to-“ he paused, finally realizing which brother he was talking too. He locked eyes with Leo, eyes widening slightly before they hardened. “Oh. It’s you.”

Leo tried not to feel hurt, but the stab of guilt in his chest made that difficult. He walked forward a few steps, gesturing to the plate in his hand. “I brought pizza.” He tried, gently. Donnie eyed it up before he turned back to his desk, waving a hand over his shoulder. “Put it on the side.”

Leo frowned again (he seemed to be doing a lot of that-) before he set the plate down next to the one Mikey had brought him. “Are you gonna eat it?” He questioned, crossing his arms in a classic big brother move. “You haven’t even touched the stuff Mikey brought you.”

“I’ll eat later.” Donnie’s tone was dismissive and cold, hardly paying attention anymore. Leo didn’t know why that made him so mad.

“Come on Donnie, just one piece won’t hurt.” He tried bargaining, taking another step towards the turtle. He was a few feet away and still, his younger brother refused to look at him.

“Oh, but it will, right?” He snapped, narrowing his eyes at the beaker in front of him. “If I eat, I’m not working on the cure.”

Leo winced, opening his mouth before closing it. He let out a loud sigh, giving Donnie his best mom look. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean?” He snapped, turning to look at Leo. “You wanted me to try harder- I’m trying harder! What, now you’re mad at me?” He scoffed, letting out a short laugh. Of course- of course, because Donnie couldn’t do anything right.

“Of course not! I’m just worried about you, you haven’t eaten, you don’t sleep-“

“You told me to try harder!”

Leo fell silent, his eyes widening with a sudden realization. Donnie paced in front of him, tugging at the skin on his head with a manic look in his eyes. The steps seemed to echo off the walls, a deafening sound to Leo’s ears.

”You want me to work on the cure, I’m working on the cure. Now you don’t want me to work on the cure? Make up your mind!” He said angrily, gesturing as he spoke. “You don’t get to say I’m not working hard enough then tell me I’m working too hard, that’s not how it works!”

Leo shook his head, firing back a response. “Yes I can! I can when you’re not taking care of yourself! I’m your older brother, and your leader!”

Donnie let out a loud laugh, one that seemed to reverberate around the room and drown out any other noise. When he finally calmed down, he refused to look at the other. He was seething, and his arms were tense at his sides.

“I can’t win with you! I’m expected to have all the answers and when I don’t, I’m told to try harder. I am trying! I’m trying my hardest! I do everything! Everything! You may be the leader but you don’t have half the responsibility I do! You act like you do, but you don’t/ you guys don’t even acknowledge 90% of what I do! And you want me to try harder!?” He whipped his head around, staring into Leo’s soul. He was sure at that moment if looks could kill, he’d be limbo dancing with the devil. Leo watched his younger brother stalk forward, jabbing a finger into his plastron. “How would you like to figure all this out? To be in charge of all the technology, all the vehicles, all the first aid? How would you like to be the first person everyone goes to for their problems, and the first person blamed when something goes wrong?”

Every stab of his finger felt like a knife through his heart, the weight of everything he’d done settling in like a dark cloud. Choking him, suffocating in the guilt. He was cut off anytime he tried to speak, forced to listen. Something he wasn’t used too.

“You- you tell me to try harder, like I’m not telling myself that everyday.” The jabs were losing heat, barely more than a firm poke at this point. “I know I need to find the cure. I know how much this means to Sensei. I know that we’re on a time crunch. I know because I tell myself every single day.”

He stopped, choking on his words for a moment. Leo went to open his mouth but Donnie gave him a look, clearly saying ‘I’m not finished’.

“I.. give everything to this family. Everything. And what do I get back? I’m told to try harder.” His voice is quiet, barely more than a whisper. His hand has long since dropped to his side, eyes locked to the floor as he spoke. “So go. Let me try harder. Let me redeem myself. Thats what you want, right?”

Leo wasn’t sure if he should cry or punch himself in the face. The silence enveloped them like a blanket, and for the first time in a long time, he took a long look at his brother.

The first thing he noticed was the untreated burns, blistering and swollen on the side of his head. Next were his eyes. Bloodshot. Drooping. He could see the unshed tears gathering in the corners, fighting a battle they were bound to lose. He noticed the dark circles under his eyes that stretched so far you could see them below his mask. He could see how sickly he looked, pale, almost deathly so. He looked like a shell of what he’d been even a week ago- how had Leo not noticed?

He looked around at the lab next, it was a mess. There were papers thrown all over the floor, burns, dents and scrapes on every surface. Broken parts of past machines were scattered everywhere, wires were stuffed in questionable places, and there was a box on the floor overflowing with gears. The broken toaster sat on one of his shelves, next to some hand drawn blueprints of the battle shell. With every small detail Leo felt his heart breaking, his breath catching in his throat. His eyes burned with shame, how has he never noticed before?

He finally looked back at his brother, his eyes landing on the burns once again. He felt a swell of emotion in his chest, nearly choking him with the intensity, and he realized with a start that he never answered his question.

“God- no, Donnie. I’m-“ he took a breath, closing his eyes as he collected himself. When he opened them he saw Donnie’s eyes. Narrowed. Tired. Disbelieving. “I shouldn’t have said that, okay? It was stupid, I- I realize that now. I don’t ever want to see you putting work over your own well being. That’s not what I meant.”

Donnie stayed silent, his red rimmed eyes scanning over Leo. He didn’t believe him, that much was obvious, and Leo knew that somehow he had to fix that.

“I know you don’t believe me, but just- take a break. Get some sleep. Eat something. Spend some time out of your lab, this’ll all be here when you come back to it.”

Donnie shifted on his feet, glancing back at the desk, his eyes were searching- for what, he wasn’t sure. Finally, after a terrifying minute of silence, he turned back to his brother with a small sniffle, clearly trying not to cry.

“You’re not gonna let me say no, are you?” He spoke softly, like all the fight had drained out of him, leaving him exhausted.

“Nope.” Leo said, giving his brother a small smile.

Donnie let out a wet laugh, one hand coming up to cover his mouth, the other resting on his desk. He gave it one last look before he turned around, crossing his arms over his chest. He stood in front of Leo, shifting on his feet with another sniff. Before he could say anything, Leo had his arms wrapped around him in a tight hug, the unsaid words obvious between the two. I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I’d do anything to make this better.

Donnie froze, his body going stiff before he slowly relaxed, wrapping his arms around his carapace. The tears fell freely after that, soaking his mask and Leo’s shoulder. At some point they ended up on the floor, Donnie half in Leo’s lap but of course he didn’t mind. He sobbed, he knew things weren’t gonna be okay. He still had to find the cure, he was still the tech guy, but right now.. he was just Donnie. Being comforted by his older brother, like he used to when they were tots.

Right now, they were Donnie and Leo. Brothers before teammates. Brothers before ninjas. That’s all they needed to be.

You can also find this on Ao3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65259853

[queenbeestars]

hes just peachy!!!!

[lucentshore]

me posting cringe/unconventional things on the website for cringe/unconventional things: oh god what if my mutuals hate me or unfollow me or

[vibinsanemoved]

i would say good job me for not opening the game all day at work,,, but no, i'm able to... CORPORATE PRISON REALM ENJOYS MAKING ME SUFFER WHEN I'M JUST TRYING TO VIBE OML

[morelikeravenbore]

just taking a mini-break from le tumbls because im ✨overwhelmed✨ ok bye love u xo

[iwasmadetobeasoldier]

the Canoe story - ooc

Okay, so last night [11/18], I posted an item asking who wanted to hear about the time I got K.O.'d by a canoe. And it wasn't even in the water-

So, strap in:

This happened about a year ago, so I may not remember everything. I'm okay now btw, maybe-

We live outside of the city limits and kinda out in the country. So we have a well-pump to get water. But the pump was broken and needed to be replaced. How do you do that?? You have to pull the pump all the way from the bottom of the well without breaking the PVC pipe that you use to pull is up 😅🥲 So, me and my brother were helping my dad to do this

The next thing you need to know is we have two canoes on a rack about six feet above the ground, and I USED to be able to walk under them when I was shorter- DON'T GET AHEAD OF ME HERE, I SEE YOU SNICKERING-

Anyway, my dad tells me to go get a wire cutter or a wrench, or something like that, I don't remember what I getting-- but I run back to him, and I have to go around the canoes to get to him. But I misjudged my spacing-

And-- POW-- I get smacked right in the forehead by a canoe bow and land flat on my back with my left leg tucked underneath my behind. So I did pull a muscle and probably bruised something else, I couldn't walk for about 20 minutes XD, and even after I COULD walk, I limped for about a week.

So now I can officially say I have been K.O.'d by a canoe.

tags to alert those who wanted it and others I wanna tell:

@the-superoriginal

@ireallyliketacosokay

@teafangirl

@itzzkaylaaa

@scarlettauthor

@marvel-rp-shitter

@oh-to-be-a-murderer

@daniel-barnes-the-ghost

@you-are-loved-alwaysandforever

@multiverse-peterbparker

@fictionalmenjusthitdifferent

@nataliaromanova-official

@thewhitespiderwitch

Anyone else, feel free to share-

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

getting levi a power washer

@stygianoir and i were chatting about levi getting a power washer and this came into my head lmao

➼ he'd probably be a bit weirded out at first. after all, a power washer is just a stupidly strong hose, right? why would he care about spraying anything down? it just makes it wet, not clean

➼ once he realizes that 1) its strong enough to actually get the dirt off, and 2) there are various soaps that you can use to complement the water, he begins having a field day

➼ anything that is even remotely dirty, he'll use the power washer (as long as it's safe, of course). even if it could just be hosed down or wiped off with a cloth, he'll want to use the power washer, so the cleaning process will be "effective"

➼ this becomes his new hobby. he'll find public areas to power wash (as long as it's acceptable for some random dude to go power wash it). he might even start a side gig where he'll power wash other people's houses/cars to get some cash on the side.

➼ your house and car will be pristine. there won't be a single speck of dirt on it after levi gets his hands on the power washer. he'll make it a routine thing. saturdays are power washing days, where he'll spend the morning outside, upkeeping the exterior of your house, car, driveway, etc

➼ not only is it his hobby now, it's also a way for him to destress. he finds it relaxing and it satisfies an itch of his for things to be pristine and spotless. if you can't find him or know that he's having a particularly bad day, you can expect to find him outside, finding even the tiniest spots to power wash off

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[childofphivorce]