#aka how i feel a lot of the times

[turtleblogatlast]

One of the biggest things that makes me see Leo as trans is absolutely the size of his carapace in comparison to his brothers’.

And I’m not talking about height! I’m specifically looking at his shell here, because when you compare him to the others, particularly Donnie who is nearly the same height as Leo, it’s very clear that Leo’s carapace is much longer in proportion to the rest of his body.

Like - standing side by side, even though Donnie is shorter his carapace ends noticeably higher up than Leo’s does. And I like this not only because it really helps push the idea that Leo could very likely be trans (or intersex!), but it’s also just a fun design difference between them.

(It also lends way to future scenarios of Donnie eventually getting taller than Leo, but sitting down still has Leo being the taller one haha.)

[koetjingwarrd]

You're my baby, say it to me...

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

helloooo my dearest darling listeners, i am back on my soapbox to regale you all with the marvelous things i witnessed/experienced on my Whimsical As Fuck™️ three hour drive today. not necessarily in order <3

some cute does with bigass floppy ears / very sweet waitress who called me "hon" and put the most tasty looking crepes on my table / a pair of hawks divebombing a golden eagle / a kite (the bird) / a flock of magpies / some GORGEOUS scenery / a rainbow / lovely rain sprinklings / MORE gorgeous scenery, i mean what the fuck / fields of purple/orange/red tipped bushes / a meadow of buttercup-yellow very tall grass, in which many picturesque trees stood / lots of fluffy, adorable, tasty cows / a large herd of likely-feral horses with a wonderful variety of patterns & colors / the fluffiest husky ever / the juxtaposition of cold wind through an open window + warm sunlight / the most stunning snow-coated mountain of whites and blues in the sun, wreathed in clouds / no seriously some really fucking Gorgeous scenery, i was near tears with some of it

[front-facing-pokemon]

[ctl-yuejie]

you remembered, quite observant ｜hidden agenda ep. 1

[thelassoway]

I'm still so mad that we got all those parallels and callbacks and yet no tedbecca. It was all for nothing. THEY WERE IN LOVE DAMMIT!!!!

Hi!

First, I hope all is well with you.

And this gif sums up my feels on that season of that one show:

🍻

[dutybcrne]

Thunderings are happening, my brain has funneled off into hcs mode

[goldenteaset]

Thoughts on Akira Toriyama's death?

At first I wanted to sit on this for a few days. I thought I didn't have anything to say beyond the obvious "I grieve for his passing, he made creating an engaging story look so easy", but as it turns out I do.

Like a lot of people, DBZ was not only one of my first anime, but it was when I realized other people wrote stories about their favorite characters too. I definitely learned about Fanfiction.net from a DBZ character shrine, and no wonder: the world Akira Toriyama invented is so vibrant and anything-goes, it was easy to make anything happen there. The fact that he was winging it the whole way through adds to the charm.

68 feels so young, and yet thinking about what he accomplished in that time frame is just...amazing. And then thinking about the ways that he inspired others even as his own creativity gave way to exhaustion, it's really incredible.

But I do think about how exhausted he was a lot. I'd be lying if I said that seeing he was working on three projects at once at 68 years old before his passing didn't make me feel Super Saiyan levels of enraged on his behalf. DBZ's legacy was more than enough for a single life, more precious than shareholders' stock prices. He should have been able to do what he wanted after that--and while I'm sure he was doing exactly that, like with Dragon Quest art, it was hard not to feel uneasy.

It hurts horribly, but more than anything I hope he still had fun drawing, and I'm glad he can finally rest.

[fridayiminlcve]

if i dont move to nyc or london or paris by age 27 what is the point of anything

[seadcgs]

he’s pacing. normally, ben’s the one to pace, and caleb watches; the way bens face pinches and brow furrows to make that cute little dent. but today, its him; caleb’d just gotten back from a couple-day mission, and he’d been doing a lot of thinking. not just about ben, but the war, after the war, whether or not he wanted to go back to whaling full time——mostly, he’d just been going back and forth in his mind about how he’s gonna go about confessing his feelings for the beautiful blue eyed major that he’d followed to war, and had been in love with since they were 10, give or take.

caleb had had to take both his long coat and gloves off; getting so worked up and sweating about this whole thing. hey tallboy, i love you more than i love bein’ on the sea, and you know that i love it a lot’—- no he couldn’t say that. ben was the learned one, the yale boy—-the one who always used those big words he couldnt quite understand, and who always could make something sound really romantic. all caleb had was sea based metaphors and crude humor—-both of which he knew wasnt worthy of mentioning in a time like this. even if he did like seein’ his tallboy blush like a schoolgirl.

‘ben, i miss ya like hell when im gone, all i can see at night are those damn doe eyed baby blues of yours, lookin’ at me like i just caught the sun.’ hm, that was better, maybe a bit less swearing? fuck, why was this so hard? his heart felt fit to bursting every time ben looked at him with said soft, big doe eyed look; especially when coupled with his hair falling out of his braid.

he didn’t hardly hear ben come in, he was so deep in his thoughts; “jesus, ben! nearly jumped outta m’skin!” hand goes to own chest, a little breathless, before he recovers, quite quickly. sweeping his hat off his head. “i’ve—i’ve got somethin’ t’say. it’s been a long time comin’, and——“ he takes a breath, closing his eyes and wringing the brim of his hat in his hands. just say it, brewster. go on. do it, ya coward.

“i—i love you. always have. y’don’t have t’say it back….i just wanted to tell you, since i’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout us, the past few days.” his gaze is trained on the trampled grass beneath their feet; feeling heat rise to his cheeks. trying to hide it, he goes to put down his hat on the cot next to them. “y’know i’m shite at expressin’ these kind of feelin’s, but if i didn’t tell ya about how i felt i probably would have just let it burst outta me.” okay, not the best word to use, either, but it was true. he goes back over to stand in front of ben; taking his hands in his own. “yer stuck with me, benny boy. fer better or worse, all that shite.”

@pyratezlife

[arolesbianism]

Thinks oh so hard abt the spiraling upwards clan founders, especially the birchclan founders. Silly lil kitties who's pasts are drenched in blood with the primary regret of not drawing it sooner

[thosetwofirefighters]

find the word challenge

rules: share snippets of your work containing each of the words the previous poster selected for you (optional addition: if you can't find the word in your WIPs, or you simply don't have any WIPs, you can just write a sentence around the word)

thanks @the-likesofus for the tag!! very excited to see how many of these words I've used...

my words are: quiet, hold, cover, first, together, and small. unsurprisingly, my fake dating au (currently sitting at almost 30k words like it has been for the past few months...) has all of these words multiple times lol <3

quiet

Buck’s phone rings, and he pulls it out of his pocket, his hands shaking when he reads Bobby’s contact name. He answers before he can even register it. “Pops?” His voice is quiet and terrified.

hold

Hearing footsteps from his spot on the couch, Buck tenses as Nathan comes up the stairs. It’s been so long, but Buck can still recognize the man’s footfalls. He lets out a breath he’d been subconsciously holding when Nathan finally appears and moves towards one of the armchairs across from him instead of the couch.

cover

“Jurassic Park!” Chris yells, and Buck has to cover his ears against the sound, the kid’s excitement causing him to be louder than usual. “Please, Dad, I know it’s kind of scary, but they just put it back on Netflix, and I’ve seen it before! Plus, I’m ten now, I won’t have nightmares!”

first

“I don’t want you to get hurt again,” Eddie says, meeting Buck’s gaze. His eyes are soft and despite his words, they shine with support, and Buck thinks—not for the first time—how lucky he is to have a best friend like Eddie.

together

Nathan’s study abroad had been nearly over when Buck brought up the idea of him going to Los Angeles to fight fires and help people. Nate had just nodded before taking Buck’s hand and kissing him, saying he’d buy the plane tickets in the morning. Buck had assumed they’d be going back together to be together.

small

Eddie glares at Chim when he insists on playing with the station’s small Hildy gadget that they keep in the kitchen. They mostly use it to play music, but Chimney takes the opportunity to ask her a bunch of questions throughout the day and only stops when Eddie threatens to run her over with a fire truck after Chimney starts asking her questions about the 118 themselves.

words for people I tag: home, care, love, make, and dream

no pressure tagging @mooshkat @jacksadventuresinwriting @ty-in-bedlam @lilbuddie <3

[aceofstars16]

Ugh, I want to write but also just...don't want to do anything at all...

[guideaus]

what if i compared hgsn and mty

[cementcornfield]

Ja’Marr changed his profile picture on Instagram… our boy is going through it rn 🥺🥲 Also could be because he misses his son

Also Joe Mixon commented “We got you brother” 🥹

i did notice that 😔 and i'm trying not to read too much into it! i can definitely imagine he's taking comfort in loved ones like his son right now to get through it (it is a super cute picture)

loved all the supportive comments on joe's post yesterday, from mixon, to cj stroud, to patrick queen - a bunch of the receivers etc etc. that man is so loved by his teammates and it shows!

[thechronicmasochist]

I had a category ten autistic moment over a week ago and I'm still not recovered from it 🙄 social anxiety is annoying i just want to embrace my inner freak and move on