#CrackBabies

[organicbeing]

"Crack Babies vs. Percocet Babies: The Hilarious (and Slightly Terrifying) Evolution of America’s Toughest Kids"

Let me start by saying, this blog isn’t meant to offend anyone, just to shed some light—with a healthy dose of humor—on the generational shift in American kids from the crack baby era (pre-Y2K) to the percocet baby wave (post-Y2K). It’s no secret that certain American children, particularly those born into more challenging circumstances, have developed… let’s just say, unique survival…

[sinnohsiblings]

(@lightofunova) for the crackship meme howes about reshi and dagon?:0

Despite looking so serious deep down she is a genuinely caring little ball of fluff.

However, she also takes great pride in the recessive gold eye color she inherited from her granny Narcissa!

@lightofunova

[the-last-of-alto-mare]

Singularity Zipporah for the crackship meme?

@singularity-and-co

Despite being nice, likes to help people, like making friends, she is a really good actress. She knows playing a role can get her goals easily, just need to 'play the part' right and plausible. In other words, she can be manipulative.

And behind that cute 'mask' and kind smile, there is her true, but scarier face.

[hearthluvr420]

the most recent episode reportedly being freak’s funniest and NOT BEING RECORDED and instead given to us in notes is criminal

[ze-slaughtermod]

Non-canon logicalmagic kid for your troubles~

OMG he is so grumpy!!! XD awwe thanks today at work has been a shit show :3

So this is very appreciated

[ratsplendor]

Okay but like. On the topic of the hypotenuterus. Do you think fiddleford took notes while the triangle impregnation was occuring

SHDDJFJDJ ok like. I've never once considered this dynamic before. ford getting bill pregnant and Fidds being like . their cuck medical scribe?? he's like a biblical eunuch in this scenario?

ugh Ford better have him on a damn good workplace insurance plan is all I'm saying. one day you say yes to helping with some engineering shit, and then you blink and time goes by and suddenly you're a damn demon doula. bc your old college buddy couldn't quit jockeying that euclidoris. maaaaan what the hell

[5-htagonist]

some facts i am aware of

1. my parents smoked and do smoke weed

2. my parents smoke cigarettes

3. my parents were not prepared to care for children completely

4. my mom has been violent towards my grandma

5. my dad has been violent towards my mom

6. my dad hung around people who did crack before i was around

7. i love weed

8. i have adhd and probably autism

9. my teeth are really weird (left outer incisor is missing, left canine moved naturally to fill its spot so i dont have a took where my canine should be, and my right outer incisor is a peg tooth, weird that its the same tooth on both sides right?? and i have other bone problems too)

just an interesting list of facts i put together with some string and a corkboard to explain how i ended up like this

[symphonies-of-silver]

(( think I might do like three more of what I got for the crackship meme before moving on with other things ))

[juiceloaf102]

Happy birthday (one on the right)❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈gay pride

[fletchasketch7893]

Spoiler Alert for Trainspotting and Trainspotting 2 [Content Warnings: Drug use (injections implied, but not shown), sadness/despair/grieving, implied death of an infant, implied suicide attempt, cursing and swearing] Song: "Crack Baby" by Mitski {Gift edit}

Side notes: = This is a christmas edit for my sister, who loves this movie incredibly dearly. I have created this edit to emotionally annihilate her. I know that it will, because I actually cried myself multiple times just putting it together, and I'm nowhere near where she is when it comes to devotion and love for this movie and series. = I considered calling this "crack, baby", until I realized they don't actually do crack cocaine. It's a small thing, but "Skag baby" actually works much nicer. = I made a diligent effort to avoid showing actual needles or bleeding, because the intended recipient of this edit is made very uncomfortable by it, and let me just say it's not easy to do for a movie about heroin addiction. I also thought it best to never actually show a dead person or baby, and just imply it instead. = God. I honestly think this may be the saddest edit I've ever made. That's an achievement in and of itself right there.

[thewritingfairy]

Hi! I know you've already made a list of all your favorite authors, but I was wondering which writers are your topmost picks there (series-wise) and why?

‎‧₊˚✧[My favourite tumblr and book authors]✧˚₊‧

Mentioned: 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 Author's that I love

People want to know my reading opinions~ but as you mentioned I have done this before so I will explain more about my choices then and be more specific in some cases but also leave out some as they don't always have series. I will also add my favourite book series :3 (ofc first it will be full with batfam tag writers.

@acid-ixx - again & again

Reads like a novel (like please teach me how to write so much) and is male reader friendly, I love this for my ‘I do not want gender’ moments and for the simple fact that it's so well written that I could imagine anyone in the Reader's position. Well not everyone but that's because of a few personality quirks, so that's very specific.

@rizzanon - Undoing Fate

I wanted to kiss the screen the first time I read this series. I loved how strong yet well written the Reader is, they are strong but still traumatised as fuck and I love that. I love seeing different trauma responses and how other people write those :3

@nikovraskol - Crackbaby

This story makes me anxious, ready to punch someone and I do not like violence, it makes my skin crawl and completely pulls me into being the Reader. Because I can sort of relate to this Reader with how they react to certain things. Love reading this story when my health is kicking my ass more than thinking of my future.

@mimiiiiiiiiisstuff  - i bet on losing dogs

I will be kicking my feet in happiness as I read this every single time. I love me a reader that knows their worth, for them to have meta powers and to be able to seduce. My god, I love it when a character is like that. It can bring me to my knees /j

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Now for books!!!

Legendborn by Tracy Deonn

begging on my knees for physical copies to come to my local bookstore. Please, I am barely in the first book and this is already one of my favs, I am reading this book slowly as I am currently grieving (I grief yearly near June).

The Poppy War - R.F Kuang

Love this book and author but couldn't finish it, The Poppy Wars is incredibly dark and heavy. It did trigger my fight or flight response to an extent that I mainly try to read it when I'm with someone I trust so that my PTSD is less active. But the story telling, oh my god, I love it. I love the themes of propaganda, classism and how you can learn from it. Because I always try to learn from my books, and I know that when I can finish this book I will love this series with everything.

I have this as an e-book and I just found out the physical books are coming to my home country, so if it will be translated I am buying the physical copies because I am curious how it will translate.

The Hurricane wars - Thea Guanzon

This book I love it, it is a series but it isn't my favourite. More like I would re-read it, I'm having a rough time going through it because of the writing style it's just not as engaging as I thought it would be but that might be because I am in a lot of pain currently and it makes it a bit more difficult to focus and write.

The fact that it's a physical copy does help me with reading it more but books are currently too heavy for me (my chronic pain is just being a bitch and I hold my books with my left hand--)

The hunger games - Suzanne Collins

Do I even have to say anything? The themes are actual and important, the writing is incredible and honestly the books are better and more diverse than the movies. Sue me, but it's true. I do love the casting of Ballad of the Songbirds and Snakes and Sunrise on the Reaping.

The first movies are good as well but I don't really feel like they do the books complete justice. But for the rest amazing.

[motoriks]

Alexa play crackbaby by mitski

[the-last-of-alto-mare]

How about our latis? XD

Orion is a shy boy, who likes reading about adventures more then being in one. He just like to enjoy his books and....what are those things called? Mangus? Mangas? Those thing his father into it.

[yayasvalveplay]

YAYA BOO I ACTUALLY DREW SOMETHING TODAY IM BEATING THE ARTBLOCK DEMON

Unfortunately 😔 im actually lowkey very disappointed that the subject of such is THIS DUMB FUCKING CRACKBABY

That's fucking right, I DREW A RODIMUS/STRIKA/(probably lugnut too) BABY, THE CRACKSHIP LIST GROWS LETS GO

The basics l got for my girl, is that her name Ignitia, and that she's a sassy little lady, emphasis on little because from the looks of it, Lugnut or Strika's CNA didn't DO SHIT in making her like BRO she looks like a copy of Rodimus.

But that's what she WANTS for you to think of her. A delicate little lady with a taste for pretty jewelry.

Somehow, I ended up with her having the ability to basically mass shift into a giant. With the ability to size shift, Ignitia goes from a small frame femme to a massive warframe bodybuilder. Ignitia is actually very proud of this ability; she really loves her giant form to where she gets lowkey self-conscious over her smaller form at times because she feels weak. Despite that both forms have their pros/cons—

Large Form: Obviously strong and powerful; but she isn't as fast since all her energy is being used up for her large form.

Tiny form: her other ability involving fire is much more precise and effective.

I genuinely cannot believe that this girl is beating the artblock demons away 🫠 I literally only drew her to fuck around at first like a what if because I wasn't considering putting her in aus like DW or AW BUT NOW SHE WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE YAYA HELP 😭 💀

Mion. Mion I love her, and I'm going to steal her for DW and AW and any other au that has this crack ship. ALSO So i can draw her later.

DW

This Shit became long.

Because HMM. Imagine her being such a tiny baby. Maybe a bit of a chub. But Rodimus is so fucking scared he fucked up somehow. That he didn't give birth correctly or He hurt her while giving birth BECAUSE!

While carrying her he almost looked like a balloon with how big his belly got. But once Emergancy kicked in she mas shifted into her smaller form. Easier birth? Maybe? But all it did was scare Rodimus more and he refused Strika and Lugnut to look at her ashamed of what he had made.

The two chock it up to protective carrier protocols and thus don't try anything, for 3 weeks. Until Lord Megatron had a ball and they must introduce her to their lord like they had done with their other kids. Rodimus just gets pail, sickly pail, almost like he's dying and of course they take notice almost immediately. They know he's taking care of her, mostly never leaving the room unless it is to get fuel himself or to bath. They know she is still alive thanks to their sire bond with the bitty.

"Rodimus what's wrong?"

"You-you can't show her to Megatron. You just can't?"

"And why not? We have shown our other bitties to his lordship and he has adored them all."

"Not this one, Please not this one."

"Lugnut dear. Go and get Ignitia"

"NO!" Rodimus tried to lung to get back to the door but he is pinned by Strika as Lugnut goes into the room to collect her. Rodimus is sobbing now, on the floor curled in on himself as he just can't take it, he's broken, They will see how broken he is and how that messed with their bitty.

Lugnut comes out with this small frame, chirping tiredly. This if the first time she's felt one of her Sir's close by in a long while, and she's happy, snuggling into his hold.

"please don't- Please do not harm her." He says quietly making the Conjunx's look down at him.

"Why would we harm our bitty?"

"Because she wasn meant to be big, we all saw it on the scans. She is meant to be a war frame. But she- She."

"She is an Outlier. Like you."

"Wh-what?"

"Do you really think we would of allowed you to stay cooped up for weeks with her If we didn't already know. We saw her, got her checked out before returning her to you, upon which you awoken. You had thought you had only been gone for a few moments. But you were passed out for 2 Joors."

"Why. . . Why did you allow me to do that?"

"Being a new Carrier is hard. We all thought you would of needed space to comes to term of her birth. Clearly we should of intervened sooner."

"So, you are not mad?"

"Of course we are not."

AW

Rodimus is just looking at their tiny bitty so small, magnetizing to his chassis. Strika sits near him, rubbing a cooled cloth over his face. As much as he would of preferred a hospital, He was grateful that They had medics as neighbors who could do an at home birth.

"She's so small. But yet she gave me so much trouble in my forge. What gives bitty?"

Strika chuckles, moving to kiss his helm. "She is perfect. A wonderful creation between us too."

"Ya. She is a cutie patootie,, Wait wasn't she suppose to be a war frame though?" He looks over at Ratchet, the old medic grunts. "Outlier Abilities. It isn't uncommon for bitties to unlock them young. And in this case use them while still inside the forge. It must of triggered the moment you went into emergancy."

"So you are saying She has the ability to change her appearance?"

"Yes."

"That is. So sick!"

[all-pacas]

The first time Chase meets his baby nephew. Either he flies down to oz or his sister comes to visit in Jersey.

Noah's dad was Indonesian, a chem major at the University of Melbourne. He and Ellie'd only dated two months, but had left it on good terms: she hadn't bothered telling him she was pregnant, but had been thrilled when Noah'd come out dark and small, at all the comments from Claudia and her country club friends, the pity and distaste it inspired. Ellie was determined her son would grow up scrappy. A survivor. Like her. She wonders a lot what Robbie'd think, but when Noah is born -- Noah Robert Chase -- they already hadn't spoken in well over a year.

-

"I thought of you on mum's birthday," Robbie says, his voice tinny and distant over the phone. Mum's final birthday, she'd been in hospital. Not their dad's, of course: a public one in the city. Mum hadn't known or understood the day; neither had Ellie, really. They'd gone to the zoo instead, just her and Robbie. Her brother had always been a coward.

It's been three years, she thinks, but she isn't trying to vengeful: "Yeah," she says. "Look, I have to get Noah to daycare --" The silence thickens. Ellie realizes too late. "My son -- I'll call you back?"

"Sure," says Robbie, and she knows he doesn't believe her.

-

She wants a cig. Her fingers itch, and once the thought hits her she can't think of anything else: she can practically taste it. She is trying to quit, has been trying to quit on and off since she got pregnant. Holds Noah's hand in hers and keeps bringing her free hand to her lips, sucking and picking at her fingers. They take the trolley -- Ellie can't get a driver's license -- and she taps her fingers against her thighs and plays a game of how many people think I'm an addict, even though her therapist has told her it's unhealthy.

Does Robbie think I'm an addict. Had a son out of wedlock -- God. Crackbaby, she thinks. Dumb slut. The specific way Claudia's mouth pinches whenever she has to introduce her as Elle, my step-daughter. Kisses Noah at the gate and manages a few friendly words with his teachers before Ellie bolts. Finds a shop, cheap no-filter cigs, chain smokes four of them on the street before she feels calmer. Thirsty, too, of course.

She has her three year sobriety chip, but Ellie had also bought herself a ring for each anniversary -- cheap, sterling silver, one per finger. Something she can look at, touch, twist around as a reminder. She goes back into the shop and buys a lemonade. It's not the same, but it helps.

-

Ellie manages to kill three hours before she calls her brother: only when the phone is ringing does she, frantically, try to convert the times, but Robbie picks up almost right away.

"Hey!" she says.

"Hey."

"Sorry. I had to get my son to school." Three hours away, she thinks, wincing. She has a ground floor flat that runs alongside a narrow lane barely wide enough for a car. She likes to pace it, she paces it now. It reeks of bins and garbage.

"That's alright. Sorry for calling out of the blue," Robbie says formally. It's hard to tell over the phone, but he sounds more American than she remembers. She chews her thumb. "How old is he?"

"Almost three. I'm sober, you know," she adds, and then she can't seem to stop talking: "I stopped the moment I found out I was pregnant. I haven't done a thing since. I go to AA, I have a therapist, I --"

"Danielle --" he says. He's always been the only one to call her that. "I'm -- that's great. I'm glad." She wonders if he was going to say I'm proud of you.

"So why'd you call?"

"Dunno. I was thinking about you." It's been so long since she's seen him, but she can imagine Robbie vividly: eyes skirting to the side, hair in his face, thinking he's so subtle when he isn't.

"You have kids yet?" she asks.

He's silent a moment. "No. I - ah, I got divorced. A while ago."

"Oh." She'd always sort of assumed he had a huge house in one of those fancy American suburbs, two kids -- a boy and a girl -- and a pretty wife. Alyssa, her name was, right? Elaine? She paces. Kicks an empty bottle ahead of her on the lane, kicks it again.

"You're married?" he asks her after a long-ish pause.

"No. Never was. I like his dad, though. I'm not some slut --"

"Okay," Robbie says, and she can just about see him rolling his eyes.

"He's Indo," she adds. "Noah's dad. And Noah. Half." She hopes Robbie will say something like our dad would hate that. Maybe he thinks it, but he doesn't say. She chews her thumb. The nail is gone to the quick, red and sore and a little bloody. "He's real smart, talks a mile a minute, I don't know where he gets it honestly. Good looking lad, too, he's going to have it made when he grows up a little."

"I'd like to meet him," Robbie says, and he's smiling, she can hear it.

"Next time you're home."

"Yeah?"

She said it without thinking. Falls silent, bites her lip. Kicks the bottle again. There was a reason she and her brother stopped talking, wasn't there? But now that they are, Ellie can hardly remember it. "Yeah," she says. "He'd love to meet you."

[ratsplendor]

starting to regret finding the hypotenuse. more like hypotenuisance. please hit me with a tranq gun ,. I need to be stopped.

the gnomes (whom I do not represent but I know a guy) will accept tang and spiders as their reparations, yes. only because they know damn well they chose to put their little dicks in certain orifices and they cannot entirely blame the gnarrator.

Listen. Can they perhaps impregnate the triangle. Is the triangle fertile

ok that's. q really good question actually.

there's this unpublished anatomy illustration of Bill that's been making the rounds, a cut page from TBOB iirc? and it's like. got a triangussy??? for obvious reasons there's no reproductive anatomy mentioned but come oaurnnnn.

you've heard of the fertile crescent, birthplace of humanity ... now get ready for the fertile triangle, birthplace of insanity. or somesuch...

goddamit heam. you always awaken the cracken.