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[mxmarsbars]

what an odd thing to say

[retrodisneydaily]

retrodisneydaily's five year anniversary celebration

favourite friendship (as voted by our followers)

mickey, donald & goofy

[webcxre]

[mgdln333]

[heayn]

a couple years ago i made a series of drawings of classic newgrounds characters leading up to pico day.

i forgot to post them here then so here they are now.

[citricacidprince]

I know many kids have been told that they HAVE to learn cursive or that it’s REQUIRED to be an adult. That you’re going to have to use cursive ALL the time.

It’s should be obvious to tell that that’s bullshit and you don’t have to write in cursive at all as an adult. Most people use cursive for their signatures but it’s not required, you don’t have to do it.

However… I do think it’s important to at least know how to READ cursive, or at least most of it.

A surprising amount of people write in cursive or use cursive font for logos and such, and knowing how to at least read cursive could be amazing in social situations so you can avoid have to awkwardly ask someone to read the cursive to you since I know many of my fellow bitches with social anxiety would consider that the nightmare scenario.

You never consider the fact you can’t read cursive until you get slammed dunked into a situation where a grandma scolds you for not knowing cursive and that ‘back in my day they taught cursive in schools’, not considering the fact that many schools now days either have cursive entirely fazed or teachers who aren’t required to teach it.

It shouldn’t take that long to learn how to read cursive, look at some cursive worksheets or even just the cursive alphabet sometimes and it should eventually click, or at the least most of it should. However, if you’re dyslexic then you’re probably going to have a harder time learning.

Nonetheless, I really must stress that you don’t have to be a master at reading cursive, you just need to know enough so that you can get the gist of it or guess what the writing is saying.

I promise I’m not lecturing you, this is just a skill that will make little things in your life much easier, just like learning how to read an analog clock is a skill no one thinks about until it slams you in the face.

[ace-of-kings]

I LOVE the implication that a mourn watch rook is intentionally dumbing themselves down so as not to appear so.... watchery? off-putting, I guess, outside of nevarra

[thefastestclockintheuniverse]

The only good ship is Clubs Deuce x Extremely Fancy Hats

[mattsundaes]

work is so stressful rn i yearn for commiserating with coworker!kuroo in the break room over afternoon coffee

[cityandking]

only good guys you get

something something warden squad leverage au. 1.4k rhydian belongs to @aceofwonders, riya belongs to @msommers, cian belongs to @snapdragonling. minah is my problematic girlie. leo belongs to alex, who isn't on tumblr.

They're already in a bit of a situation when Minah gets on the comms.

"Why the vents?" she demands, slotting the tiny mic-slash-receiver into her ear. Leo shrugs, shifting to make space for her where he's laid flat on the neighboring rooftop, the gap of an alley yawning thirty stories below them, separating them from the building where half the team is ensconced. "Who goes in through the vents?"

"Technically we're going out," Cian says, coming in loud and clear through the earpiece, so at least that's working.

"There weren't exactly other options." Riya sounds distinctly frazzled. Minah winces.

"There wasn't a decent window to crack open? Or, I don't know, a back door?"

"We looked," Rhydian hisses, sounding even more put out than Riya. That's fair; he's the one stuck halfway between floors in a metal echo-chamber studded with sealed-off airways and turbocharged fans eager to lop off his extremities. Vents are messy business. "This place is sealed up like a tomb."

"Not very promising," Leo murmurs, a double echo between their shared frequency and the narrow pocket of space they're squeezed in.

"For us or them?"

Leo shrugs. "Both?"

"It's a little incriminating," Riya offers, which is true, or will be when they get Rhydian and whatever he's collected out of the air ducts and safely into the van. "And where were you anyway, Miss No Vents?"

"Overslept," Minah lies. She feels bad about it, really, but some things are personal. And important. She brushes past it. "What's the plan?"

"Get me out," says Rhydian.

"Great plan."

"We're still working on the details," Cian offers. "I'm pulling up blueprints."

"Is there any secondary exit?"

"There are the windows," Leo says dryly. Minah looks at him out of the corner of one eye, then at the building across the way. They look pretty well insulated.

"Riya, where are you?"

"Lobby," she says. Minah can't see the front entrance from here, but there's a distinct slurping sound over the comms that has both her and Leo wincing. "Enjoying their absolutely shit coffee. You'd think an evil corporation would at least make a decent espresso."

"You'd be surprised," Leo says darkly.

"Okay," Cian breaks in. "I have the blueprints. It looks like there's a elevator maintenance hatch up on the roof? But I don't know how we're going to get in from there."

"Shouldn't we be getting out from there?" asks Rhydian. Then, "Wait. I hear someone."

Minah presses her lips together, straining to hear. It's pointless, of course; the mics don't pick up ambient noise. But some old, watchful part of her still thinks that if maybe she just strains hard enough—

"Okay," comes Rhydian's voice a minute later, noticeably hoarser than before. "They're gone."

"For now," says Riya, helpful as ever.

Minah scrubs a hand over her face. "We need a distraction," she says, mostly to herself. "Big enough to draw security, but small enough that they won't go into lockdown. Then, Rhydian, I need you to get to an elevator shaft."

"You mean take the elevator?"

"No. We'll come in the top, pick you up through the chute, and do a roof evac." And hope the elevator doesn't come down. Or up.

"With what 'copter?"

"With a zipline," she says, eyeballing the gap between the roof where she and Leo are laid out and the roof across the gap of the alley. The angle is a little steep, but not too bad, especially not with such a short drop. "Or a glide assist."

"You have to be kidding," says Riya. "You're going to jump?"

"Perfectly adequate way to get from point A to B," Minah says. "If Rhydian can get to an elevator shaft— Actually, Cian. Does the shaft connect to a vent at all?"

"Yes, I think so," comes Cian's voice. "But there's a fan."

"I can't turn them off from my end," Rhydian points out. "Also, isn't the elevator going to come?"

"There should be a way to disabled it remotely," Minah says. "Or, y'know. We just climb really fast."

"Oh, great. I feel way better now."

"Cian can turn them off," says Leo. "Right?"

"I... think so."

"He's got it," says Minah with as much confidence as she can inject into her voice—which is, she likes to think, quite a bit. "You've got this, Cian."

"Right," says Cian faintly. "Okay."

"Alright. So Cian turns off the fan and disables one of the elevators. Minah... will go in via the roof hatch?" Riya sounds a little doubtful, though Minah can't imagine why—it's not like she's afraid of heights. Minah rolls out her neck and reaches down to do a quick check of her kit. It would be a bit embarrassing to get halfway down and realize she's missing a second clip—but no, she's fine. Always prepared, like a good girl scout.

"Aye. I'll meet Rhydian at the vent access and we'll rappel out."

"That still leaves us needing a distraction," says Leo. "Riya?"

"I thought you'd never ask," says Riya. "But I'll need a trigger."

"How do you feel about older men?" asks Minah. Riya's laugh comes clear over the comms, and Minah grins in spite of herself. "Leo, do you mind starting something?"

"I can," he says, giving her a look. Minah winks at him. "I do not know if I'm the best actor."

"You're handsome, darling," says Riya. "That's the important part."

"You're sending Leo in?" comes Cian's voice. "Are you sure? What about backup?"

"He's not exactly going to help much in the elevator shaft," says Minah. "Sorry, Leo."

"It's true," shrugs Leo. "You want me downstairs?"

"If things go very badly, he'll be more use inside than out," Minah points out. Rhydian's sigh crackles over the comms. "But only if!"

"We'll have to time it out right," says Riya. "Wait until— Minah, would you prefer we wait until you're in the shaft?"

Minah considers it. "Not that long, I don't think. Once I'm at the hatch you should be fine. Cian will get the fan stopped, I'll open the vent and pick up Rhydian."

"Lucky me," says Rhydian with a thread of what sounds suspiciously like sarcasm.

"Lucky you," Minah agrees blandly. "You should appreciate the evac."

"I appreciate it," Rhydian parrots. Next to her, Leo lets out a tiny puff of laughter.

"I'm sure he'll appreciate it more when you make him jump off a building," Riya offers.

"I'll have the line up," Minah snips back. "Anyway, it builds character."

Riya snorts. "I'm sure."

"And," says Rhydian, "just checking. You've done this before?"

"Yes," she says. Only the once, but Alesso had pulled it off perfectly. She's... moderately sure they can pull it off now. And the distance is so short, it's hardly as though they need crash pads.

"It sounds like a good plan," says Leo. "But how are you going to get across?"

"The old fashioned way." Minah hoists herself up and rolls out her shoulders and her hips, eyeballing the gap. This high up, the window ledges are mostly decorative, but that's perfect for her needs. She tugs the grappling hook off her belt and lets the slack tumble down onto the rooftop, spinning the hook in loose circles to get a feel for the weight. "This really brings me back, you know."

"Back where?" asks Cian, and Minah lets the hook fly, the line pulling through one hand until the hook clatters to a stop twenty feet up onto the neighboring roof. She gives it a good, strong tug to make sure it's fastened.

"Let me know when you're in position," she says to Leo. Then she takes a running leap, surging off the lip of the roof and into pure nothingness for the second it takes to cross the alley and get her hands around one of those decorative window ledges, hanging four hundred feet up in the air.

"I'm on my way up," she says, hoisting herself up on the ledge and adjusting her grip on the rope so she can pull herself up the side of the building. Behind her, Leo rises and retreats inside, and over the comms, Cian mutters something about countdowns and timing and security overrides, his voice a steady presence in her ear as she pulls herself over the edge of the roof and onto the top of the office building. It's hardly the tallest one, but still. The view is nice. The reward will be nicer. And— well, sticking it to the assholes who run Forge & Wright will be nice too.

"In position," she says, kneeling at the hatch of the elevator maintenance shaft. "Leo?"

"Set," he says. "Cian?"

"I think we're good. Rhydian?"

"I can't wait to get out of here. Riya?"

"Ready," she trills. "Let's fuck their shit up."

Minah grins. She really does love her job.

[syluses]

Sylus and his Ashton Hall morning routine with the twins handing him his towel after every ice-bowl face dunk

[softredrobin]

not plot related (well.........) but here's lumen in her nice (first date!) outfit. i wonder who said date is with..................... (rambles in the tags as always!)

[panthermouthh]

Went to the gym in the morning feeling v productive and then immediately went home, ate something and fell asleep HARD

[shrine-of-the-exoletus]

[daily-ynfg-worlds]

Twilight Park