#UNBELIEVABLE‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[naamahdarling]

GUESS WHO DIDN'T DO THEIR FUCKING JOB.

AGAIN.

After having TWENTY DAYS to do it?

TWENTY!

I had to find out myself

YESTERDAY!!!

I saw that my insurance wasn't being applied to the visit during e-check in, realized something was off, and messaged the GP clinic to make sure it had been rewritten properly because I assumed that was the issue.

They told me it had been rewritten. That everything was good. But that they would check to see if it had been sent.

🚨 Why would it not have been sent? Why was this even a question? 🚨

I didn't trust them, so I contacted them today, and OOPS, it turns out they just...never sent it!

They couldn't get it through. Instead of CALLING Planned Parenthood to see if their fax information was correct, they just...quit trying! Because it was hard to get hold of them! 😢

IF IT'S SO DIFFICULT,

👉HOW👈

DID YOU GET THE WRONG ONE OVER THERE?!

The woman. Told me today on the phone in a call I HAVE RECORDED. That their part was done. That they did what they were supposed to do.

🫵 No you fucking didn't!

👉 If you had, then the other clinic would have the paperwork.

✋But

‼️ They don't have it at all, even a little bit...

👉 Because it didn't get sent!!!

🤔 So how did you do your part, exactly? 🤷‍♀️

They did not have an answer for that.

So now I'm left trying to make sure they have fixed it before my appointment, which is looking increasingly unlikely.

I would have been bothering them to fix this for the last THREE WEEKS but THEY TOLD ME LAST MONTH THAT THEY DID IT.

Yes I am leaving the GP clinic.

I did not speak to a manager last time because I was also dealing with them fucking up other prescriptions, which was more concerning, and I thought this had been addressed.

I didn't speak to a manager about THAT because it turns out I had made a minor mistake, and there was some ambiguity over whether the pharmacy did their part. The pharmacy's records say one thing, the clinic's say another, my phone records say a third. Between those things, it would not have been a credible complaint.

I am also leaving my current pharmacy because their service has gone really downhill.

If I feel up to it I'll be contacting the GP clinic's complaints department after this, but probably not until I have gotten in at the new clinic and my records have been sent over.

This is all going to be a colossal pain in the ass to get transferred and this shit is why I am so far behind on so much health care crap. I never know when they're going to just...fuck something up. I can't ever trust that they will do what they say they will do.

Unbelievable.

I sentence them to the BITER to be BITTEN.

[theamazing-danielrino]

scheaming plans of drawing joel in a wedding dress

[scrombit]

hi guys

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝…? ~

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟷𝟷: 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙴˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 (𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 💗)

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷,𝟽𝟿𝟻

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢….𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎 *𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚗𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎*

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙲𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚢𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊.

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝙾 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙻𝙸𝚃 𝙾𝙼𝙶‼️‼️‼️˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

Dreams were one thing. 

Mikey loved dreams. 

He adored dreams in fact. 

It was…his escape from reality; sort of like drawing in a sense. Except, when he dreamt…he didn’t have to do a single thing.

He could do anything he wanted…whenever he wanted without having to get the 'a-okay' from anyone.

And plus, the best part about dreams was that if there was an ice cream cat barfing up sprinkles…Mikey wouldn’t question it oneeeeee bit. 

That was the magical part about dreams. 

But…there were always two sides to a coin.

…Nightmares…were the opposite of dreams…

…And they were a whole other thing.

They could turn your most happiest memories and moments into horrid and scary ones.

It could turn the most greenest of valleys into nothing but dry ash, blowing away in the wind and fluttering and intoxicating the air. 

Or…perhaps…maybe nightmares were just…lonely. 

Perhaps…it was just lonely to be alone, watching you sit in your room as you break into cold sweat, the darkness weighing you down like a ton of bricks. 

And maybe the nightmares wanted you to be there with it…so it wouldn’t have to be alone…

'I could be lonely with you' as Beach Bunny would say…

But back to the initial topic, Michelangelo always hated having nightmares.

But what he hated more was not even remembering what said nightmares was about. 

It was terrifying for sure— I mean— he woke up from it so it must’ve been really…bad…right?

The box turtle sighed loudly, running a tired and shaky hand down his face.

…He should probably get some water while he’s awake; his mouth was as dry as the Sahara desert.

Or, better yet, Mikey could go find his brothers.

Well…one of them. Or at least see if anyone was awake.

The light scarlet eyed mutant hopped down from his bed, hugging himself with one of his blankets as he made his way towards the hallway, the darkness almost consuming him in the process. 

Even as a little kid, the box turtle was never fond of the dark. 

…You could never see beyond it. 

It was cold and…just, well, dark in general if that makes sense. 

Michelangelo never understood the appeal some people had to it.

The only time he did welcome darkness, though, was when there was light occumpining it. 

Like the moon. 

Or the stars. 

Or even car lights! 

It was Mikey’s small reminder that no matter where he was, there was always some glow or gleam with him…

So relitavley speaking, he should head to where the nearest light was…which was his immiediate older brother’s room. 

The smallest turtle opened Leo’s car door ever so slightly, peeking inside to see a very sound sleeping slider. 

The youngest buried down his disappointment as he quietly closed the door, going back into the darkness once more.

Leo barely got any sleep as is…

…And besides…the chance of accidentally waking him up was waaaay too high. 

It was fine, anyway. Mikey could try going to Raph’s! 

Michelangelo dragged his orange blanket with him, putting it around his shoulders as he tip-toed to Raphael’s room…surely he was awake, right? 

“Raph…?” The youngest called out quietly, looking into his older brother’s room. The smallest mutant wasn’t greeted with a small grunt of acknowlgemnt nor a kind Raph greeting.

What the light scarlet eyed teen was greeted with, though, was a loud, ear pierecing snore from the snapping turtle. 

Mikey snickered softly at his brother’s loud noises, going into the room and giving him his favorite Squishmello that was on the floor.

The alligator snapping turtle smiled in his sleep, squishing the plushie to his chest and his tail wagged slightly. The smaller turtle giggled at the action, walking out and closing the car door.

Alright…so the odd’s on Donnie being up…were…rather…slim but it was fine! 

Quite very much fine.

If the softshell was asleep, the light scarlet eyed mutant would just hed back to his room…alone; in complete darkness. 

…But it would be fine…!

Probably.

The box turtle quickly and quietly shimmied to his purple loving brother’s room buuut not before tripping over his own feet and stumbling in front of Donnie’s train car door.

And Mikey was supposed to be a ninja…pfft, yeah right. 

The youngest turtle got up on his feet, brushing off his knees and shoulders as he grabbed his blanket from the floor. 

Maybe if he just stood perfectly still until the crack of dawn…Donnie wouldn’t wake up…!

Besides, it’s not like the softshell heard him or anything.

“I can hear you trying to be quiet over there, Mikes.” The second oldest deadpanned, turning around of his bed so him and his little brother shared eye contact.

Well shit…

The youngest’s stomach twisted and turned with guilt, rubbing the back of his neck as he leaned on the doorway nervously, “Oh! H-Hey, Dee…sorry…did I wake you up…?” Michelangelo asked guiltily. 

“Eh, kinda. But it’s alright.” Donatello yawned, rubbing his eyes as he sat up on his bed, reaching for his desk as he put on his glasses. 

“…Are you going to come into my very humble abode or are you just going to continue to stand there?” The taller turtle asked, squinting into the darkness where the youngest was almost being consumed by.

Mikey shook his head ever so slightly, closing the door and hopping into Donnie’s bed with his blanket. The elder hugged the smaller turtle tight, rubbing his shell gently as Michelangelo melted into the embrace. 

The box turtle buried his face in his older brother’s chest as the other rested his chin at the top of the smallest turtle’s head, “Mhmmmm…your warm as fuck…”

Donnie bit back a loud laugh, instead, smiling faintly as he rolled his eyes fondly. 

Typical Mikey…

The second oldest wrapped his younger brother tighter in the hug, “Your literally using me as a blanket right now. I’m not your own personal heater, y'know.” 

“Ehhhh…you kinda are to be honest.” The other snickered. 

“Oh? You're just using me for my body heat, huh? And here I thought you loved me for me…” Donatello sniffled theatrically, wiping away a fake tear for dramatic effect.

“I do! But I also love you for your body heat.” The younger turtle giggled snarkily. 

Donnie scoffed, shaking his head slightly as he smiled; he couldn’t help but chuckle faintly.

"You're such a dunderhead, y'know that?” The older said as he scribbled at the youngest’s sides, grinning as Mikey almost immediatley squealed with laughter. 

“Here I am, pouring my heart out to you, being all sentimental and caring...and all you care about is my toasty body heat.” Donatello fake seethed, scribbling where the younger’s plastron met his shell. 

Michelangelo screeched loudly at his brothers squiggly and wriggly fingers, hugging his middles before turning around so his shell faced the young scientist. 

The light scarlet eyed turtle squealed, kicking his legs from under the bed sheets as his brother continued to tickle him, “N-NohoHAH! D-Deehee cahahome ohon dohon’t doohoo thihihis!” He squeaked, pulling on Donatello’s arms. 

“And where do you think you’re going, little brother?” The taller turtle asked, wrapping one arm around Mikey’s chest so his arms were at his sides. “You’re not going anywhere~!” Donnie grinned before scribbling his free hand all long the younger’s stomach. 

“OHO FAHAAAHACK! DEEHEE NOHO STAHAP!! THAHAT’S SOHO SOHO BAHAHAD!!!” Michelangelo screeched whilst laughing loudly and hysterically, kicking his legs so much that the blankets soared high in the air and fell on the floor. 

'And she was a fairy' ahh moment…

“I’m going to tickle you foreveeeeer! Eeheevihil lahahaugh!” The purple hoodie wearing mutant announced as he nibbled the crook of his baby brother’s neck.

Donnie laughed along with the other, his mind flashing back to times when they were very little…

…When they would lay together in the dark with fairy lights hung around the ceiling, infodumping about shows and movies as he would hold his younger brother close to him to keep him warm…

…It was just like when they were little kids.

Well, almost like when they were little kids. 

In their early childhood years there was definetly less hyena cackling…that was for sure.

“GAHAHAD DAHA— squeal NOOOHOHOHO!” The younger mutant squealed, shaking his head as a faint blush spread to his cheeks.

“Yeeeeeeees~!” Donatello playfully cooed, “And stop your loud Tom-foolery! You’re going to wake up the entire lair!”

“THEHEN STAH— squeal!! GOHOD— squeak SCREHEHEW YAHA— YOHOU! STOHOHAP TIHICKLING squeak MEEHEEHEE!” Mikey yelled through his laughs. 

“But you looooove it~!” The other smugly countered. 

“DEEEEEHEEHEE! PLAHAHEASE! YOHOUR GOHOHONNA KILL MEEHEE!!”

“Kill yohou?” The elder mutant asked in awe, pausing the tickling for a split second before mercilessly prodding where the other’s ribs would be.

The reaction was almost immediate as Michelangelo let out a loud, genuine scream before descending into hysterical fits of laughter. 

Mikey thrashed and squealed helplessly, throwing his head back on his older brother’s shoulder. “DOHOHAHA— squeak DOHOHAHANNIE!!”

“You are conversing with Donatello; yes?” 

“PLAHAHAHEASE!”

“Please what~? Pleeeeease keep tickling you~? Pleeeeease tickle tickle your oh-so ticklish ribs~?” 

“N-NAHAH! THAHAT IHIS NOHOT WHAHA— squeal IHI DIDN’T MEEEHEAN THAHAAAT!”

The softshell chuckled lowly, holding his baby brother’s wrists above his head as he lightly nibbled his ribs. 

The box turtle squeezed his eyes shut, throwing his head back once more as he could do nothing but happily laugh. 

“D'awww~! Are Mikey’s wittle wibs tickwish~?” Donnie teased, using his free hand to flutter along the orange cladded turtle’s neck.

“AAAAAHAHAHAH— SQUEAK!! NONONOHOHO! DEEHEE DEEHEE NOHO— SQUEAK SQUEAK— NAHAHA— SQUEAL— NOHO MOHOHORE!!!”

“No more~? Are you sure~?”

“YEHAHAHAH! YEHEHES YEHE— SQUEAL YEHEHES!!” 

Donnie gave his brother one last poke at the rib before stopping and hugging him from behind, resuming the gentle shell rubs. “I guess I really am nothing more than your own personal heater, hm? Just a walking furnace at your command…”

The box turtle mutant groaned loudly, flicking the taller turtle’s forehead slightly, “Deeeehee yohou knohow damn wehell thahahat’s nohot true.” Mikey pouted, snuggling in the embarce. 

"Yeah, yeah…I know, I know. You supposedly love me for more than just my body heat.”Donatello said as he let out a huff of laughter and rolled his eyes. 

The elder wrapped his arms tighter around his brother, resting his chin on the orange cladded teen’s head once more. 

The smaller turtle giggled at the action before yawning, snuggling into the other’s plastron, “Lohove yohou, dorkwad…”

“Pfft— dorkwad? Is that the best you can do? Really?” The softshell snickered. 

“Is ahass faced Atomic Lahass fuhucker good enohough fohor you?” The box turtle asked snarkily. 

“I’ll stick with dorkwad, thanks.” The older giggled. 

“That’s whahat I thohought.” Mikey grinned as he yawned, resting on his face on his brother’s chest, “Lohove you, Dee.”

“I love you too, Angelo.” 

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

[ghostgirl-ward]

not persona. ive been watching precure thats why i havent posted ant art sorry guys

[8-xnny]

I’d like to say…I’m not sure why I took this…but I did. I don’t have a way to defend my actions.

i promise I’m normal. It’s just…the…the moon is out…OH GOD!! OH NO something’s…happening?? 👩➡️🐺

[lifeonmvrs]

huh yeah you could say i like gwenpool

[violetbeam]

great way of coping w/ existential dread (beyond just experiencing mania) is thinking abt how ur actions actually can outlast your body by generations if u simply Work With Other People

[moe-broey]

IT'S SO OVER

[socks-in-b3d]

Endless meowguel O’Hara doodles in my notes, hes so kitty cat to me and I’m so eepy

[wittness]

i am so in love with him it’s crazy.

[cidnangarlond]

RAHHH THE INFERNO JACKET IS COMING BACK FOR THE UPCOMING MOGTOME EVENT SO FORTUNA WILL FINALLY GET IT

[ragnars-tooth]

It never fails to piss me off that because of my degree I wasn't allowed to take the bookbinding module (100+ hours of teaching) because it was "covered in the illustration syllabus". Was it. Because I got 15 hours in 3 years and they were all optional.

We got to third year and no one knew how to do a saddle stitch bind and the tutors (who we had in first year also) got mad at us. Like girl idk we'd BEEN asking for you to do more than all give conflicting opinions on poorly explained briefs but sure. Its my fault I can't really remember how to do that thing I learnt once when I was a silly idiot child (a fresher)

Anyways I'm planning to bind some little zines for xmas gifts and I know already that I'm going to scream and cry and throw up and do it all wrong repeatedly 🙏

[jugsjules]

‼️‼️ IF YOU NEED ANY VACCINES YOU NEED TO GET THEM ASAP ‼️‼️

RFK Jr is very likely to be in charge of public health policy come January and he has been very open with his radically antivax agenda. And Trump has said he “is open to” banning vaccines outright in the US. So if you need or want a:

• Covid Booster

• Flu shot

• Tetanus Booster

• HPV

•Meningococcal Meningitis

Or any other vaccine that you have not gotten. MOVE FAST. Some of these take multiple doses that need to be spread out over several months. At this point it is wildly unsafe to assume our country would not do something this unbelievably stupid!!!

[echidnana]

it's funny bc me n gamma (my sort of boyfriend) look like a straight couple but we have the most fucked up genders imaginable

[abbysreal-wife]

Streamer!Ellie hcs

little notes!:: okay bro. This is like brainrotted to the MAX. And also, why have I not been writing for Abby? Guys I’m scared

what you should be expecting from these hcs!:: ALOT of brainrot, cursing, slang words, little like twitch comments and TikTok comments aswell (I love that.)

THIS IS INSPIRED BY @welostheplot HEAVILY. I read stream sniped this morning😮‍💨fye

Sybau: shut yo bitch ass up

Sylau: shut yo lame ass up

Syfm: shut your fucking mouth

Translation for you.:)

Streamer!Ellie who uses the word “clip” religiously. Every where she goes it’s just clip, clip, clip.

Streamer!Ellie who calls herself the most talented, charismatic, charming, funniest , mind blowing, breathtaking human being on ever whenever she wins on Fortnite.

Streamer!Ellie who’s so horribly bad at flirting it should be illegal.

Streamer!Ellie whose chat teases her almost everyday because of it.

“Are you the square root of 64? Cause you a 8”

idkijsworkhere (mod): ITS “CAUSE YOU ATE” FUCKING IDIOT

ichewonpaper: bro used the corniest pickup line and STILL said it wrong, get a load💀

elliesbiggesthater: yall hearing ts?

g0ld3ney3zz: im actually crying wtf did this girl just say?

onemillionandone: SYBAU TWIN🥀😭

dymnds: generational fumble

Streamer!Ellie who posted a disgustingly cringy thirst trap on TikTok and regretted forever.

@Iluvhoney.mustard: who girl is this?💀💔

@elliesglazer: omg Ellie spit on me

@user.0103837377336: me reading the #wlw

@addieluvvvvvvv: im straight im straight im straight im straight im straight.. im gay?..

@user.678735803874: 🥰🥰🥰

————————————————————————

Streamer!Ellie who when she first introduced her girlfriend (you), the chat went CRAZY.

elliesrealgf: SHE STOLE MY GFFFF😕💔💔

idkijsworkhere (mod): GUYS STOP TYPING SO FAST I CAN ONLY DELETE MESSAGES SO QUICK😭

g0ld3ney3zz: HOW TF DID YOU PULL THIS LEGENDARY, MYTHICAL GIRL DUDE

mattnumberfive: I could change your gfs sexuality in a heartbeat

idkijsworkhere replied to mattnumberfive: btw you’re talking to THE Ellie, syfm twin🥀😭

taylorrrwhoo: SHES SO GORGEOUS OMG PLEASEEEEE

lanadelreyyyyy: TWO BAD BITCHES AT THE SAME DAMN TIME👅👅👅

Streamer!Ellie whose brain short circuits whenever she hears your voice on vc when playing Fortnite.

“Ellie come here and revive me they just teamed up”

Instead of running to you her movements stopped as she stared at the screen blankly.

“ELLIE REVIVE ME!” you finally yelled a little bit louder in the mic

“oh shit sorry babe.”

lazyeyedho: dude is your gf a siren or some shit why’d you get memorized for a moment😭🥀🥀

ilikecorndogsss: REVIVE HER NOW

elliesdirtyconverse: patheic masc alert!!‼️

gblond (mod): you embrass us lesbians

Streamer!Ellie whose fanbase is so unbelievably funny it should be illegal.

“Alright chat, let’s see what edits we have in store today!” She gleaned scrolling through the “EDIZ” channel.

i.fartet: okay Ellie….. here’s a REAL edit. No shit this time.

“Okay fartet… you better not disappoint.”

TikTok video! (All creds go to the amazing editor!)

“mods ban this kid.”

Streamer!Ellie who makes up random freestyles mid stream.

“Mmm, aye, look, I got hoes.. calling, my hotline… I got…”

You smashed the space bar pausing the ear bleeding beat. The sudden movement startling Ellie.

“Let’s stick to Fortnite”

idkijsworkhere (mod): SHE SAID LETS STICK TO FORNITE😭🙏🙏🙏

elliesbiggesthater: CLIP THIS SHIT BRO IM ROLLINGGGG

gblond (mod): SYLAU TWIN😭🙏

hoforelliewilliams: CLIPPED CLIPPED CLIPPEDDDD

girlfromspace: “hoes? Hotline?” Holy Ian xxl freestyle 💔

Streamer!Ellie who bought fake framed glasses and literally can’t go one stream without them making an appearance.

idkijsworkhere (mod): yo Ellie, get RID of the glasses unc🥀

ellieswife replied to idkijsworkhere: dem bitches glued to her mf face

Streamer!Ellie who puts up the middle finger every time she dies in Fortnite

Streamer!Ellie who has a black shiesty and NEVER takes that shit off.

elliesbiggesthater:take that thing off

onemillionandone: came into stream just to tell you to take that damn shiesty AWF

elliesdirtyconverse: nah keep it on im almost there.

Streamer!Ellie who swears up and down that she could beat minecraft in 30minutes

Agian, VERY inspired by @welostheplot I love this girls work like omg please..

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