#i'm down so bad for this senior citizen

[illiana-mystery]

I love when he puts his hand on his hip. I can't explain why I do...I just do.

[cillyscribbles]

munkuposting (metastrap?) for the jellinclined (i am so sorry)

you tell me i'm insane but i know my truth and my truth is that munkustrap wants to help her. he wants to reach out and help her up like he just helped jennyanydots during her song. he leans down and it's not just so he can look at her better. it's not just cause there's no point to his defensive stance here except for her to see, for him to communicate she's unwanted, and he knows it. shit dude the guy can't look her in the eyes for longer than 5 seconds.

like come on. munkustrap's running after old deuteronomy and the rest of the older/less agile cats so much in this goddamn film he might as well be Munkustrap the Mobility Aid Cat. man knows what he wants in life and that's going on as many walks with senior citizens hanging off his arm as physically possible and neither god nor the heaviside layer will stand in his way.

his responsibility's a whole different thing, though. look at the lad puffing up when grizabella shows up. that's a guard he uses against perceived threats like macavity and it's well and warranted then, but what in the name of ye olde cat gods is the old lady gonna do? garbage stink them all to death? it's performative as hell on purpose. both of them know she's not gonna jump him and he doesn't need to protect himself or his fellow cats from her physically.

in the macavity scares, odd as it might look on a person, The MunkuStance™ is a genuine threat. he's up above everyone else or he's one of the few cats on the stage, he's spreading himself out to look bigger, he HISSES lmao.

look at the lad. hissssss lmao i love him.

not only is he saying i won't hesitate bitch he's also establishing himself as The Guy You Fight. if you're an outsider looking in, you're probably not gonna notice Mr Mistoffelees Scampering Through The Pipes Again, but you sure as hell are gonna see the Snarling Tabby Fresh From Hell hopping around in the middle of the stage with his legs 16 kilometers apart at all times. and okay, doing that for the entire musical sure is a Choice, but it's a Character Choice, and mr michael gruber the man you are. the star that you are. i want to send him flowers and chocolate and a card. i would greatly like to do that.

with grizabella though? jesus christ she's about as threatening as a patchy sock. it's not even his first instinct to go Tall Big Puffy when he's trailing after her because there's genuinely nothing to defend against there.

he just sort of slowly stands into it as though he's forgotten he was supposed to be Protecting for a second. the stance, the threat, all that's only there to set a dynamic. it's there to say you're not one of us, we don't like you, please go away, but he's half-assing it so much it loses all its i won't hesitate bitch and turns into i have never hesitated so hard in my entire life. he still establishes himself as The Guy You Fight, but it's obvious grizabella isn't about to fight anyone, so now he's just The Guy She's Staring In Incredulous Longing At, and he can't even hold her gaze for long enough to pretend it's not getting to him because at his core he's not a bad person and he knows that all this is kind of a Dick Move.

this is what makes munkustrap so dummy god tier as a character to me. he may wish he could help grizabella. hell he may even want her back, if not as openly as old deuteronomy does. when all the cats scuttle away and turn their backs to grizabella before memory reprise, munkustrap never even fucking bothers ?? like he's straight up just watching her, and then later watching old deuteronomy watch her like with the most somber wee eyebrows up so can we finally do something about this expression i've ever seen on a performer lmao.

but that means nothing without the approval of the entire tribe! absolutely nothing! because munkustrap, in that regard, is exactly like old deuteronomy: what he wants comes second to what the jellicles want. it's harder to see in him because old deuteronomy is mostly up on the tire being cat jesus and munkustrap mingles with the rest of the ensemble way more, but it's really obvious when you look. they defer to his leadership, but he defers to their collective decisions.

he moves mistoffelees away from grizabella (just like the rest of the older cats) because mistoffelees doesn't know any better and grizabella is untouchable, but then he stalls and waits when demeter reaches out to her. like, i'm pretty sure he would've just let her touch grizabella right then and there. had demeter been a little less aware of the fact that this was the first 30 minutes of the musical, i'm pretty sure she would've just taken grizabella back in right then and there and memory wouldn't have even been necessary. munkustrap sure wasn't about to do shit about it.

he's actively leaning back to give her space!! (i know logistically that it's mr michael giving an opening for ms aeva to execute her Conflicted Scuttle Away but munkustrap is still leaning back however you put it so i'm right automatically. haw yee)

i'm fascinated by it specifically because this way it's almost as though munkustrap is an extension of the jellicle collective, if that makes sense. obviously he's the narrator so we can't give him a complex emotional storyline if we want to keep the aryas in single digits, but in turn this means that now he's a character who chooses to forgo his own feelings in favour of those of his community, and that's just, man, that's just. man. ca(s)t of all time for real. a guardian and a weapon and a storyteller and a teacher and not one of those for his own sake. Man.

tl;dr, old deuteronomy can be hella proud of his kid, and i can eventually stop crying. also here are the gifs of him finally getting to comfort grizabella a little. experience emotions with me.

unfortunately i have similar (if slightly less rambling) thoughts on tugger and why he's constantly being such a massive cunt to grizabella lmao. if you guys are unfortunate enough i may subject myself to the giffing and writing of that post too. toodlepip ✌️

[therandomfandomme]

Biking is accessible movement

Biking is a very accessible mode of transportation and way to exercise, however I think a lot of people don't know that, since there are a lot of countries, who don't have the right infrastructure (which is sad). So, this post is me showing y'all how biking is very accessible.

I am writing this from the perspective of someone with mild chronic pain, so I don't know the ins and outs, I have just seen all these bikes around on the streets, because here in the Netherlands they are very prevelant. I do want to say that biking is far easier on my joints than walking, except the knees, even with my unmodified bike.

An accessability feature that is not the bike itself, but often seen in traffic are the signs for hard of hearing people, which can be attached to the back of the bike to let others know that the person won't respond to audible traffic cues and to be careful.

1. Not having the muscle mass or lung capacity for intense exercise

Electrical bikes used to be mostly associated with senior citizens, however in recent years it has become more popular with high schoolers, who have to bike long distances to school or adults, who don't want to arrive sweaty at work. They can either assist you or do the biking for you. Normal electric bikes can go up to 30 km/h, but the recently popular fatbike can go up to 60 km/h (which is a hazard and should be regulated, but I digress). Every bike type that follows after can be an eletric bike.

2. Needing back support

Of course not everyone can sit on a bike, whose seating gives no support and for those there are lying bikes. Though being able to get up and down from a pretty low seat, which is less.

3. Not having the balance for biking

One big thing with bikes is balancing, which is something I struggle with (shout out to physical therapy for helping with that). Once I'm on the bike it is easier for me, but I struggled a lot with getting on and off the bike for a while as well as balancing in general, so I had training wheels for a lot longer than most of my peers.

Luckily, there are a lot of options for people who have bad balance or for whom getting on and off a bike would be more of a struggle. A fatbike already makes for easier balance, however for more aid you have tricycles for adults, which are pretty common. And an extra wheel can also be put on a lying bike.

4. Mental disabilities that limit safe independence in traffic

Not everyone can be in traffic unsupervised due to mental disabilities or brain damage, so not everyone can bike on their own. However, there are many ways to bike while having someone there for safety.

A tandem might seem like a gimmick to some, but it can allow someone to bike without needing to take into account all the moving traffic. And the dubble bike, which is more often used as a fun thing for tourist to explore a city while being able to chat, can provide the same for those with bad balance. If the person in question is smaller than the person supervising, such as a child or little person, than there is also a bike attachment for any bike with a luggage carrier.

5. Using a mobility aid

A lot of people think that you can't bike when using a mobility aid, however biking is not the same as walking, so should your body allow it, biking is possible.

If a person uses a cane or crutches there are ways to hold them in place. A walker can also be attached to the back if it is foldable. If a person is in a wheelchair (depending on what kind) then a hand bike is an option, which allows for higher speeds than moving regularly, while not taking more energy. A person with a wheelchair can also be transported with a bike, if they are not able to move through traffic independently (i have been informed that this is for kids, so thank you for that addition).

6. Lifestyle makes it more difficult to bike

Some people can ride a bike, but aren't able of biking, because they have kids, pets or need to move more stuff. However, there are ways to still use a bike in those circumstances. Popular among people in busy cities with more than one kid is a cargo bike. A cargo bike is also avaible with three wheels for extra balance and both can be electric. For pet owners the trailer is more popular, since a pet cannot jump out of it, though I've also seen plenty of babies and toddlers in them. Both these options can naturally also hold stuff.

Of course I totally understand that not everyone is able to bike and that not everywhere there is the infrastructure necessary. I am just passionate about it and I think that a lot of people might not realize that biking can be more accessible than it is often portrayed. I might have missed something, so feel free to add if you find anything and I would love to hear thoughts or just reactions :D

[p1-f1]

Happy Birthday.

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Pairings: Eric Cartman x reader

Pronouns: none. No gender implied

Warnings: swearing. (Rushed, sorry.)

WC: 1.1k

Authors notes: made for @h-harleybaby !! Happy birthday my love!! I love you sosososoo much!! (Yes, I already announced my break, but I love my wife, duck you if you dont.) Everyone with Harley a great birthday!! She deserves it!!

As you woke up in the morning, you heard that special alarm that reminded you it was your special day. Along with that, when you sat up, a sweet scent coming from the kitchen entered your nose.

Throwing on your best clothing, a cute outfit you had planned out over a few days, you walked to the kitchen, the cold floors sending a shiver down your spine.

There in the kitchen was the love of your life. In all of his adorable, chubby, and assholeness.

"I made you breakfast. Enjoy, bitch."

The brown haired boy sat the plate in front of you, and there were a few pancakes stacked perfectly with sweet white whipped cream on top. Eric may have been rude, but he meant well.

"Thank you, love."

He didn't respond, only kissed your head and sat next to you. I guess your birthday gift was having him watch you eat, because the boy wouldn't take his eyes off of you. (Or, your plate.)

A few minutes later, your head was rested on his shoulder, looking up at him with a sweet smile.

"What? What do you want?"

Eric said, an eyebrow raised.

"You remembered?"

"Yeah, course I would. You're a senior fucking citizen now. Happy one day closer to death."

The chubby boy stood up, walking to the sink with your plate.

"Thank you, bear."

That nickname you gave him always made him melt. (He'd never admit it. He's not a soft bitch in his words.)

"Stop calling me that, stupid."

Eric must have had plans for you on your special day, because once those dishes were done, you were rushed out of your apartment and down the street.

At least he dressed up for you. Or, tried. A nice t-shirt that didn't have a cuss or slur, black pants you swore he only wore for special occasions, and his adorable bracelet you bought with a small bat charm. Much like the plushie you owned.

"Did you make any plans for today?"

He asked, his arm around your shoulder.

"Just you."

The boy nodded, making a turn with you on his side. You weren't sure where you were headed, but you trusted Eric enough.

"My friends wanted to see you, or whatever. I told them to fuck off but Kahl said he already told Kinny to come over at one."

Eric scoffed as you giggled, thinking about that tone of voice he had when talking about his friends, it was like he hadn't changed since fourth grade.

"They did? That's sweet."

"Yeah, whatever, let's just get this over with."

"Okay, honey."

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An hour later, you were sitting in Kyle and Stans shared kitchen, sipping on a small glass of soda (Faygo, to be specific.), while your boyfriend was judging you and Stan from the corner.

"I don't understand how you stay with him, Y/N."

"What? Eric? He's amazing! I don't understand how other people wouldn't want him."

The boy chuckled, shaking his head.

"I think that's just you."

"Nuh uh! I'm sure plenty of girls would want him!"

You said defensively, your hand pointing to the boy who was once distracted by Kenny's antics, but was now watching you.

"I'm not so sure about that."

"He-"

"And don't bring up Heidi, N/N."

"Whatever."

You could already feel your boyfriend's glare on the two of you, signaling it was time to get out of there or he'd be in a bad mood the rest of the day.

The cold Colorado air hit you as Eric opened the door, and waved bye to his friends, with you in tow.

"So, because you're like, my partner or whatever, I bought you some gifts. And don't make it a big deal do I'll hate you forever!"

A small giggle escaped your mouth at the thought of him shopping for you, knowing you were one of the only people he'd go into a shop for.

"Yeah? Thanks."

"Stop saying thank you. It's your birthday, goddamnit. You don't owe anyone anything. You're an old person."

"Eric, you're older than me."

"Shut up!"

"Okay, dear."

You couldn't help but giggle a tiny bit more, causing Eric to glare at you and loosen his grip around your waist. Your head found his shoulder, resting it there for the while as the two of you walked.

It's like he almost said something, but decided to save it. Save it for later, maybe? You couldn't help but wonder what it was.

The walk home would've been cold if not for Eric, his body radiating heat like no other with his adorable chubbiness you couldn't get enough of. He was like a teddy bear. Your teddy bear.

He opened the door for you, and shushed you before you could thank him. Giving a "what did I say" look before walking past you to his bedroom.

You quickly followed behind, but he closed the door on you. Pretty much slamming it in your face. Your head tilted, staring at the white door.

"Sorry."

Eric muttered from the other side, muffled from the paint and wood of the door. A minute later, it opened.

You almost teared up. Petals on the ground, leading to a small basket. Inside was a pack of bracelets, some to match, a few bottles of Faygo, a drink you had loved for a good while, and many other things like snacks and candy.

Your silence made him nervous. Eric pushed up his glasses as they were sliding down from him sweating, his cheeks and nose a light pink from embarrassment and worry you wouldn't like the gift he had spent so long on.

"Eric…"

The softness of your voice almost melted him, as his brown eyes met yours. Your face was of pure adoration. He was in love.

"I-"

"Shut up."

Eric knew what you were going to say, and he wanted to say it first. He cleaned up his bed, brushing off a few petals and pulling you down. You fell onto his chest, resting your head on the softness. With his hand on the back of your head, he spoke softly.

"I know I'm a total asshole and all, but uh… "

He hesitated.

"I love you."

If it weren't for the fact he was basically holding you down, you would have jumped up and down while squealing. The first time your boyfriend of five months had said "I love you" and you couldn't get enough of it. Though, you calmed yourself.

"I love you too."

He chuckles, pulling your small body further up him to press a soft peck to your lips.

"Happy birthday, Y/N."

[slashingdisneypasta]

Ive been bored out of my mind 😩 any movie or book recomendations?

You opened up the can. Do you want the worms? XD

YES!! I DO HAVE RECCOMENDATIONS!! XD And I'm so glad you asked ^^ Obviously you're not required to take any of these, but if you do- let me know what you think! ^^

If you're here, I assume you like fun, sinister and exciting villains. So I'll give you a little info on the villains in each source 😅😆

Movies:

First of all- a n y m o v i e (or episode in a TV show) with Robert Englund playing the bad guy. You can't go wrong. Even if the rest of the source is... not-so-great... the man never misses.

(In particular: The Last Showing, Inkubus, and Good Day For It are really good! Especially the first 2.

The Last Showing (free on Plex): Villain is a weaselly, geeky loser with a with dreams of sinister grandeur.

Inkubus (free on Tubi): Villain is a sexy, sinister, cunning, smug old demon.

Good Day For It (free on YouTube): just... just have a peak at what I've been posting non-stop the whole weekend 😅🫠🫠🫠)

The Rescuers and the Rescuers Down Under. If you haven't seen these and you like Disney Villains, you must!! You get both!; a nasty woman with scary eyes and no code of ethics, and a big, sinister, crooked-grin bush man.

The Lake Placid Series. I KNOW, I KNOW- you probably read that and think 'ughh why' but LOOK- TRUST ME- The Bickerman's are a riot. A hoot, even XD From a sweet old lady who swears and feeds whole cows to the crocodiles played by Betty White to her son who's a greedy old poacher who is equal parts creepy and loony tune- they're so much fun XD The only movie in which they aren't antagonists is 3, but then you get Reba who is a grumpy, bad ass milf and is that really a miss? No, I don't think so.

Going back to kids animation- Happily N'Ever After (free on Vimeo) You got a myriad of villainous suitors to choose from in this one XD You got the Big Bad Wolves (💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️), witches, Rumplestilstkin, and Cinderella's Evil Stepmother who is- just- so hot XD A wicked lady with a slit in her dress.

... are you into creepy nasty old men? Because I think Judge Turpin played by Alan Rickman in Sweeney Todd; The Demon Barber of Fleet Street takes the cake in that department.

Little Shop of Horrors. Yes- Audrey II is plant, but he's smooth motherfucker, and some of us are into that 😆😅 And maybe so are you. And if you aren't into Audrey II, there's always Orin; a leather jacket wearing, motorbike riding, sadistic jackass.

Oh!! The Funhouse Massacre!!! Another fun one with a myriad of scary boyfriends XD (and one scary girlfriend XD). It's a cheesy gore fest but of you like that or can get past it- your villains here include a Wrestler Murder-Clown, a Psychotic, Silent Harlequinn, a Sinister and Charismatic Cult Leader, a Sexy Sadistic Dentist, a Cute Cannibalitic Chef, and a Creepy Old Taxidermist.

Disney's Once Upon A Halloween (free in parts on YouTube). It's all your favourite Disney Villains (before Dr Facilier I think) in one place- what else could you want? XD

Books:

If you like hot demons and you have a teacher kink-- then The Evil Librarian Trilogy (Michelle Knudsen) are definitely for you XD You got the evil librarian (Mr Gabriel), who is basically evil incarnate with a sexy goatee. Then you also Principal Kingston who is an older dilf wearing cargo pants and is slightly silly (my favourite, and also the reason i named my kangaroo oc kingston)-- and then Ms Kralovna; the language teacher and an absolute Queen.

Dorothy Must Die (Danielle Paige) pretty much makes Dorothy (years later) a wicked slutty dictator, the scarecrow a creepy mad scientist, the tinman a besotted obsessed guardsman, and the cowardly lion a monster. Plus there's the Nome King in the last 2 books who is describes as the 'most sinister senior citizen' which is the perfect descriptor for him XD

If you like Slasher movies, you will d e f I n e t l y love The Final Girls Support Group (Grady Hendrix). It's just so cool and interesting how Hendrix puts the actual Slashers into the book without saying their names.

Hellhole (Gina Damico). Okay this is another demon XD Except this one works in... the greasy food office in hell XD (I think XD ) Don't get me wrong, he's bad; he's powerful, and he'll kill your whole family, and he has unreasonable demands if you refuse. But he's mostly happy to sit in your basement with no pants eating tostitos and whole sticks of butter while watching project runway and playing cod for now XD And his name is Burg (as in Burgundy Cluttermuck)- isn't that cute? XD

Karen M. McManus books. Any of them. (Though, I do recommend The Cousins and Two Can Keep a Secret in particular. I cant tell you much cuz they're mysteries but they are definitely my kinda bastards. If you like the characters I write for you'll probably like them too XD The only misfortune is that, since they are mysteries, they aren't acting all villainous until the end. )

Alice and Red Queen (Christina Henry). If you have a strong stomach and you like gory, sometimes unpleasant horror- these are for you! The characters of Alice in Wonderland are n e v e r going to be the same 😅😅😅 Especially the Rabbit, who is... I think, a trafficker? Meanwhile the Walrus, um- nope, i'm not going there. Moving on!

DANCING JAX DANCING JAX DANCING JAX. These are my f a v o u r i t e books. Ever. They will always be my favourite books. And let me tell you why!!- They are o v e r f l o w i n g with vastly different, interesting, flawed characters who totally stick with you forever XD And a good lot of them are bad guys. You got:

- Austerly Fellows; a creepy charismatic cult leader type who may not actually be Austerly Fellows?? Their could be a swapped at birth/changeling sorta thing going on here?? (The 'original' Austerly had a mark on his foot and the one that his mother got back from the baby farm didn't).

- The Jockey; the kind of bad guy who ain't loyal to anyone. Not even the other bad guys. He must play everyone one way or another (its the way he was written, and he follows through), at some point. He's tricky, and weaselly, and gross. I love him.

- Jangler; Austerly's right hand man. He's a stern, crotchety and nasty old codger. His heart is as cold as ice, he's calculated, and he definitely takes joy in some of the terrible things its his job to do.

- etc. There's more but I cant give more away 😅

Thats what i can think of right now! ^^ I'd be so so jazzed if you took any of these recc's but don't worry about feeling obligated too! ^^ It was fun to talk about them XD

[kayssweetdreams]

Nightmaren Babies Ch 22

The maestros returned to the Isle of Tims to see the human visitors taking shifts watching over NiGHTS and Reala, while Kaylo and Leo stood FAR away from them (as they didn't want to be involved if anything...happened). Mei noticed their return and ran over to them "Is it ready? Is the watch fixed?" She asked.

The maestros gave uneasy looks "Erm...Well. it's ready to go. However, if it works, we do not know." Balan admitted "Well...We have to try. NiGHTS and Reala can't stay babies forever...and I'm not sure how long Owl can keep Wizeman distracted." She said. Balan and Lance knew she had a point, but they couldn't be sure if it worked on living breath beings. "Well, we just need to be sure, just to see if the watch IS their cure." Lance said.

"Hmm...Leo? Kaylo? Can you come here?" Balan started. The two kids looked up " Erm...What is it Bal?" Kaylo asked "We just need to test something dear." Lance finished. The kids got closer to the maestros so that they were now in range of the watch. Balan opened it up, and inside it now held the names 'Leo Craig' and 'Kaylo Bruno' along with the human age cycle taking the place of the clock's face.

Knowing that they needed to see if if worked, Balan wound the watch backwards so that the hands were on 'Toddler' and sure enough, Leo and Kaylo reverted down to their toddler selves. Balan then began to wind it forward, so that it read 'Elderly' and the two children rapidly aged into very old senior citizens, around Bruce's age. "Hello Dearies." The elderly pink haired woman said. While a elderly man held a horn to his ear "Eh? What was that?" He asked.

Balan then wound the clock back to the words 'Tween' and the aging process reversed again, returning their regular ages. Leo shook the cobwebs out of his eyes while Kaylo shivered in place. "NEVER. DO THAT. AGAIN." Leo shouted, pointing at them with a shaky finger. "Sorry Leo!" Mei said "I saw my life literally flash before my eyes...I'm gonna need some therapy. And a lot of Ice cream." Kaylo shivered.

Balan snapped his fingers and a banana split appeared in front of her "T-Thanks Balan..." she said before shakily taking a bite. The two maestros then moved to the play pin that held NiGHTS and Reala. "Ok. One for the money, 2 for the show...moment of truth, here we go..." Lance said as the watch held the names 'NiGHTS' and 'Reala' and the Nightmaren ages on the Clock's face.

Lance began to slowly turn it from the word 'Nightling' to 'Bad Dream' and in turn, the baby Nightmaren grew taller, and began to move a little faster. He then turned it to the words 'Night Terror' and the maren duo had the age of two small children. "It's working!" Emma cheered, gazing at the growing maren. Lance moved it now to 'Nightmares' before he fully stopped at '1st Level Nightmaren.'

The play pen could no longer hold the two of them as it burst open...and there sat two fully grown first level nightmaren.

Mei belongs to @sundove88

Rebecca belongs to @thehypercutstudios/@thehyperrequiem

Trisha Jane belongs to @lovelyteng

Aria belongs to @shadowqueen402

[marathedemonoverlord]

Guys I love my Pug so much. If I had to go to Devildom I'm not going without him (He's a senior citizen with separation anxiety) but now I'm thinking of scenarios with my beloved Pug! (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)

Just imagine coming to Devildom and as Diavolo's doing his spiel this distinguished gentleman waddles his old man legs over to be near the MC. Standing by them and not really aware they're surrounded by demons but just wanting to be with them.

Lucifer has to put a dog bed in MC's room and when MC sleeps they just hear his loud ass old man snoring. Every day MC Goes to RAD my Pug just watches them go sadly and sleeps or sits by the door until MC returns. A sad old man who misses his person.

The Brothers have to deal with his bad dog breath and old joints. Hear him grumble and grouse when they have to clean his ears and wrinkles. He won't bite them but his loud grumbles are enough to get the message only MC can touch him. Watch as MC has to pick him up and carry him upstairs/downstairs or watch his slow butt try to follow MC down the hallway or wherever he thinks they might be in the House of Lamentation. He doesn't really know what MC's doing he just wants to be near them or be included in the conversation around the brothers. Hes very lonely being near someone makes him happy. Heck even if the brothers try to comfort him they know as soon as MC walks in he's following them instead.

Oh Lucifer would hate his shedding he's like a cotton ball of fluff and wrinkles and if he ever holds him that black outfit is gonna get ruined. Lucifer would be so annoyed too as a senior Pug he has a special diet and has supplements for his bones and he has to make sure his brothers aren't feeding him anything to upset his digestion. He also likes to sun bathe so now MC and Lucifer try to talk to Diavolo about putting some lamps up so he can sunbathe (Which we ALL know Diavolo would. He probably would spoil my Pug more than he already is!)

The Brothers will walk in to see this everyday laying anywhere and napping. He's potty trained and a good Pug he just isn't scared of the vacuum and stubborn as ever. Even if you put the vacuum near him he just sits there and looks at you unimpressed. A mad lad!

Mannnnn and then there's his walks. My Pug is such a senior citizen he loves his routine walks and will do them slowly enjoying the scenery. A walk around the block turns to an hour in a half if walking at his pace. He doesn't like other dogs and gets uncomfortable with them so the brothers also have to make sure hes okay because he's shy and antisocial. He only loves MC and people/demons/angels.

Just imagining him waddling his way through the castle also melts my heart. My Pug staying with Diavolo for a time fell asleep in Diavolos office and when Diavolo left he can hear his little nails scrape on the floor as he goes searching for him. He needs a person after all with him when he wakes up.

Barbatos will probably hate him tho. My Pug sheds everywhere AND he doesn't care about rats or other animals (he hates cats tho cause cats make him jealous) and will just sleep as Barbatos fights a rat/mouse by himself.

Solomon will probably try to test my Pug and if he does I'll fight him because my Pug isn't bright! What he lacks in intelligence he makes up for in ingenuity!

Simeon and Luke will probably like him until Simeon realizes his gloves are covered in Pug hair too.

And the brothers who have to live with him they'll probably be used to the 13 year old Pug wandering the house.

Lucifer probably has to put a bed in his study since my Pug will probably lay in his room if he can't find MC.

Mammon probably carries him everywhere and buys him everything then gets offended when the Pug ignores him afterwards for MC. He thought what they had was special!!

Leviathan probably brings his Akuzon packages to him because My Pug likes unboxing and they can unbox and look at it together. He really loves it.

Satan can pet him as they read feeling the softness as he snores is nice. As well having Lucifer carry him is icing on the cake.

Asmodeus probably gets him new shirts and sweaters everyday and makes MC put them on him since he doesn't want Pug hair on him

Beel probably lifts my Pug like he doesn't weigh anything carrying and eating as my Pug sits by his legs needy (Mf would definitely feed the dog even after explaining his strict diet so everyone has to watch them)

Belphegor and the Pug probably sleep together their snores causing an earthquake as they both get it in for the rest of the cast.

Oh it would be so cute! He'd bask in the attention lol!! (Also this is entirely self indulgent I just wanted to make a post about how much I adore my Pug (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵) )

[schleckermaul]

having a bit of a Bad mental health time recently, so i'm gonna clean up the blog a bit! i currently have (checks the number) 58 asks in my inbox, which is very overwhelming, so i'm gonna try and delete a bunch to get back to a more realistic single digit. and i'm also gonna be dropping a bunch of threads— my thread tracker needs updating, and the amount i have right now is also a bit Much. big sorry to everybody, i'll put a small list beneath the cut, if you'd like to start a new thread, please let me know! generally, apologies for being slow. the events have made the threads i have very intense, so i haven't had much juice for other things, and have started lagging behind more than i'd like. i'm also struggling a bit more with depression these last few weeks, so that's another factor. thank you as always for being patient! alas, info below. i'll also be noting all of the threads i'll be keeping, so if you don't see yourself in there, please let me know. the lists are alphabetized, for easier access to your url in the list. always feel free to approach me if it's been a while since i replied to something, i might have simply missed it!

threads i'm dropping:

cataclysmal - first meeting

cladinivcry - first meeting

earthensong - down you go thread

revivancy - down you go

rexerrat - club shenanigans

salfxsher - first meeting

slumberingcourage - mistified

sxnburst - first meeting

unyieldingstar - tea party

threads i'm keeping:

archaictold - first date!

archaictold - first! kiss!

cataclysmal - story trauma lore drop

darkenforcer - sweets heist (i'll finish this istg)

darkenforcer - knight trauma unite

darkenforcer - post mistified

dobsidienne - senior citizen down

encarnal - homosexuals talking about weapons

encarnal - two rp threads in one omg

failfiend - demon accusations

feistyvampire - cough spit cough

fellstcr - ambush meeting

heartfuelego - hat! hat! hat!

heclingmuzik - tree flowers!

heclingmuzik - down you go

heclingmuzik - fragmemoria one & two

hollowfaith - pissy cat got interrupted in its routine

inkyara - hat! hat! hat!

isolakazuha - brick info

khaenriahn - drinking buddies

leafslash - jail time incoming

limitlessemeral - meow!

moonflora - names :)

moraypower - valentine's chase

nicawlette - clothes shopping

nicawlette - mistified

nicawlette - post mistified

nicawlette - fragmemoria

nohrsrose - tea party

pechrabenschwarz - reunion

rugbywizard - tsundere

seirosu - funeral flowers

starcall - violin lesson

sxnburst - bed prison

theunluckiestduck - down you go

theunluckiestduck - post mistified

xzhonglix - old men unite

[bekandrew]

Laptop Necromancy

I'm running my whole art portfolio through Glaze. If you don't know, it's a program build by a group of uni students that's won awards and is designed to basically prevent AI libraries from being able to meaningfully "learn" anything from your art. It can be found here for free. It wouldn't run on my actually functional laptop (it tried rendering for 2 days straight and then got to something like "Time remaining: -200 minutes" and still never spat out anything completed). So, while waiting for the seemingly endless rendering to stop and a reply for access to their Web option, I decided to try something a little off the wall.

I ended up taking my largely non-functional old laptop (8+ yr old Dell Latitude i7) I hadn't figured out how to safely dispose of yet and see if I could give it new life. It was a mid-tier "gaming" laptop when I purchased it, though I needed the specs for heavy graphics work for work as an artist and as I was, for a time, still in uni for engineering before switching majors. It currently won't run most of the programs I need for work - it abjectly refuses to open Krita no mater what I do, and throws a fit and crashes with even GIMP sometimes. I even have to be careful with internet browsers now with that one. Its hard drive is pretty toast, hence why I needed to suck it up and get a new laptop. Something is damaged in a way I couldn't make a proper clone of the drive and something's fucked with the BIOS is fucked in a way I couldn't even run a recovery usb and it has no disk drive. It makes frightening noises from frequently trying to run its HDD at 100%. The casing itself is held together with duct tape and spite. This laptop survived several moves and homelessness before finally being too finicky to put up with after wife and I were rehoused. It literally requires support at all times to not be torn further apart by the weight of its own screen. It also needs to be elevated in a way to give the fans a little help. It's a technological senior citizen. Despite the hard drive being largely toast, the OS still works pretty fine. The RAM isn't high as I'd like, but it's not bad, either. It's main draw for this very specific purpose is the dual GPUs. There's a version of Glaze that you can force to run off a GPU instead of the CPU and make it go MUCH, MUCH (from my experience, literally 5-10 times or more faster).

I had a Solid State Drive lying around from when I'd attempted to keep the old laptop alive longer, so I stuck it in my external dock, installed Glaze on it, and filled it up with a folder of art to be Glazed. It then proceeded to take about a day and a half of fussing with graphics drivers - including uninstalling the one the uni students recommended and going back to my old one because the one they recommended was technically compatible but was borking things for some reason, and manually changing settings to force the computer to use the correct beefier GPU for the program. I also had to uninstall a ton of shit that was slowing my computer down and sometimes making it lock up entirely - things I used to need when I used that laptop for normal purposes but no longer needed there (things like Steam, Discord, Grammarly, etc).

So long as I don't run much of anything off of the internal HDD outside a couple Windows Explorer windows for viewing files and Task Manager to keep an eye on hardware status, it mostly stays nice and quiet now other than a few spikes here and there with low % usage. Glaze runs smoothly off the external SSD, the CPU and RAM usage remain pretty stable and manageable during rendering, with the GPU usage only at a little over half the computer's total capability. Despite being bested by much simpler daily usage, this old shell of a laptop now renders a resource-intensive program over in a corner and I can just check it every couple hours to see how it's doing.

[inklyqueen]

Buster Moon Headcanons

As part of the other half of that Ask

I'm sorry this took so long

Joseph Buster Moon

39, He/Him, Cis-Asexual

Just not interested in a relationship right now, but he believes he'll find that special someone down the line

No it is NOT Jimmy Crystal

Get off my page if you ship them ok he tried to murder buster TWICE

His father's name was Buster Christopher Moon and his first name was given to his son as a middle name, but Joseph goes by his middle name out of respect to his father's work to get him that theatre

Some people called him "Junior" when he was a kid

His father passed of old age/naturally

Mom was Monica Cassidy Moon

She died of leukemia when "Buster" was really small

Buster's father was the sole owner of the theatre when he first acquired it, he left it to Buster in the Will with instructions to use the remainder of his Life Insurance after funeral costs to pay off the remainder of the mortgage

Unfortunately, there wasn't enough left over for the mortgage after cremations and the ceremony and the burial and the plot for his father's ashes was paid for

Buster was certain that he could pay off the mortgage with funds from shows

Granted, that meant spending money on the actual productions for said shows

And concessions

And costumes

And advertising

And the bills for electric company, the water company, etc etc

So he took out a loan

And then another loan

And then another loan

And then a private personal loan

And then another loan after that

Dude was about $130,000 or so in debt because the shows weren't selling tickets

And most of the actors quit when there wasn't much publicity

Hey it's discouraging when you want to put on a show and no one actually comes y'all

Oh God I never noticed the look on his face in the film until now I'm 😫😫😫

Ms. Crawley isn't exactly a paid employee of Buster

She also lives in an apartment next door to the theatre

She's technically supposed to be in Senior Care

But she doesn't have any family left to actually pay for it so she's kinda just there

She has her apartment because the landlord felt bad for her and let's her stay there rent free

She wandered into the theatre one day

And Buster welcomed her in and she's been there since

He makes sure she's taken care of

They've only had to put a Silver Alert* out for her once

Or twice

Ok technically three times if you count the "interaction" with Clay Calloway the first time

She still gets the job done like a Trooper

And Buster literally could not do anything without her honestly

*A Silver Alert is a public notification system in the United States of America to broadcast information about missing persons – especially senior citizens with Alzheimer's disease, dementia, or other mental disabilities – in order to aid in locating them.

He met Eddie Noodleman in High School when Buster's school was combined into Eddie's

Aka, Eddie's high school was in an upper class area

Buster's was a low income area

The school was undergoing renovations under a new budget so they were temporarily combined into nearby schools

It was Buster and Eddie's Senior Year, so the ended up graduating together

Eddie's college tuition was covered in full by his dad

Buster got a lot of scholarships under his belt

Buster met Nana Noodleman on accident, actually

She was at their college graduation

And Buster... Had a so-so interaction with her

To say the least she was not impressed by his bluntness

Buster treats the gang like they're his kids

He doesn't want them to feel like they're not getting the spotlight they each individually deserve

Taking Rosita's lead role for example, he made sure Porsha got her chance to shine

Ash is like his grown independent child

So is Rosita

Shops for all 25 Piglets' birthdays

He is very careful about how he talks to Porsha

Not because of her overreacting to the role swap, but because she's told him some of the things that Jimmy's said over the years

Some, not all

Buster had decided he'd heard enough after "talentless excuse for a daughter"

Never calls her a brat

Definitely brought her down from the rich life a bit as far as being independent

Even though technically she's still filthy rich because she inherits that money now

She now knows how to make her own French Toast ✨

Buster is one much better terms with Clay now

They'll have a beer from time to time

Though Buster doesn't like beer—

Sense of fashion is yes

Sense of Aesthetic is yes

Dude was so used to having to do every single bit of planning that having Nooshi on to do the choreography was both nerve-wracking at first but relieving as time went on

Took him a hot minute to remember that the choreography was in good hands

Not because he didn't trust her but because he was so used to having to do it all himself

Makes sure she's got her own space

The choreography room has been completely redecorated into a more "energetic-slash-lively-go get em" space

Basically, it's Nooshi's space

He personally got the newcomers nice apartments when they moved to town

Porsha stayed with him for a little while in the guest bedroom of his apartment

Oh, and Ms. Crawley has her own room in Buster's apartment too

He made sure of that before he bought it

He worries about her health from time to time because she's up there in her years

Has also caught her writing a will

So the anxiety went 📈📈

Is relishing in the Touring Life™

Does worry about Jimmy Crystal returning

Or hurting Porsha

Considered a restraining order but the story usually went that getting a restraining order was a surefire way for the dude to come for you

Keeps it in his back pocket

Porsha is on his own will now as next of kin because of how much she's grown from the toxic hell hole her dad had her in

The Bucket™ is now on display in the Theatre

[schleierkauz]

Capricorn, Basta and Gwin

Capricorn: Who are your top 3 otps?

I am a simple woman.

Roxanne x Dustfinger: Love conquers all. Love is all you need. Love is stored in the bread.

Resa x Dustfinger: He has two hands 🙏No seriously, I think their relationship is super interesting. For a while they were pretty much all the other had and I think they developed a pretty intense trauma bond for a while there... and yet they were both absolutely still in love with their respective partners that were just out of reach. No offense @ Mo, all the best for his marriage, he's a great husband (most of the time) but Resa and Dustfinger are just very interesting to rotate in my mind. I will always respect Cornelia for how she handled these four.

Capricorn x His unnamed lover who was so fucking annoying that Cornelia kicked her out of the story: Okay I know I know. But ever since Cornelia told us about her in that one Q&A I've been obsessed. Whoever this lover was, she haunts me. Can you imagine how dramatic that relationship must have been? With Mortola literally right there? Was this lady chilling in the Blackjacket's village? Was Capricorn still having ""affairs"" with his maids (aka assaulting them)? What about Resa? Did his lover care? Was Basta jealous of her? How active was she when it came to evil scheming? Was she from the Inkworld, and if so, what's her story? If not - oh my god? What's her story?? Please I have so many questions about this-

Basta: Who are your top 3 brotps?

Dustfinger and the Black Prince: Always!! I love their relationship so much, they have such a great dynamic. I love that the Prince has always protected Dustfinger, I love that Dustfinger always got in trouble alongside him anyway, I love how they both became legends in their own rights, I love that the Prince respects Dustfinger's choice to be fucking useless in battle despite having the potential to be a hightly effective fighter, I love how the Prince shaved his head when he grieved Dustfinger's death only for the motherfucker to show back up again, I love that as kids they decided they were soulmates because their names started with the same letter- god I love them so much.

Dustfinger and Mo: Where the fuck to begin honestly. I'm pretty sure they've both felt every emotion the human brain is capable of towards each other. They have SUCH a complicated and messy history and the fact that after All That, they seem to just be... friends? Regular dad friends? Absolutely incredible. I do hope Cornelia will put some more focus on the mind bond of death they're implied to still share because ??? Come ON, they literally felt each other's emotions and read each other's minds. Are they still just... just living like that, these days? Jesus Christ.

Elinor and Fenoglio: They meet up once a week just to fight recreationally. I love these senior citizens. Seriously, the way Elinor just DRAGGED Fenoglio to HELL every single day once she got to the Inkworld? And their relationship developing when they were travelling with the Motley Folk and all those kids? Them deep down really valuing and respecting each other? 10/10

Gwin: Who are your top 3 notps?

HM. Let me think.

Meggie x Farid: This is mainly nostalgic hatred but as a child they annoyed me to no end. I Did Not Care about their teen romance, I wanted to know where the story was going! In hindsight it starts out kind of cute, I guess, but... eh. And we all know where it eventually goes. Weird all around.

Violante x Cosimo: I probably don't need to explain this one but for the record. Yikes.

The Adderhead x Anyone: Again, obvious answer but man I just felt so bad for his wives during Inkdeath. DISGUSTINNNNNNG.

Overall it seems I don't carry much hatred in my heart when it comes to ships. I feel like the chill aunt. Like. As long as they're happy... :)

[illiana-mystery]

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[dewitty1]

I posted 6,413 times in 2022

368 posts created (6%)

6,045 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@stargazing-enby

I tagged 6,363 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#hp - 1,753 posts

#hp fanart - 1,603 posts

#draco malfoy - 1,297 posts

#harry potter - 1,284 posts

#drarry - 1,228 posts

#love it - 705 posts

#drarry fanart - 654 posts

#hp fanfiction - 239 posts

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#senior citizens. quilts. hello kitty. vikings. horse lesbians. legal consequences. finnish auctioneers. one realtor’s gay awakening. corgis

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Ketanji Brown Jackson secures votes to win US supreme court confirmation

229 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

#4

Currency

blythely, circetigana

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Gregory Goyle, Ron Weasley, Petunia Evans, Original Characters, Hedwig Additional Tags: Wands, Wandmaking, London, Merchant Bankers, Future Fic, alternative careers, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE

Summary:

Harry wasn't at school any more, nor was he fifteen. He was a successful merchant banker with a flat to die for and an owl who loved him. And he wasn't going to get into a pissing match with a stick-fiddler who'd always driven him mental.

Excerpt:

Draco was sitting in Harry's chair, bare feet propped up on the July trading analysis as he nursed a cup of tea with obvious satisfaction.

Eyes widening, Harry glanced back at Seb, but he'd already back into his own office.

Very carefully, Harry stepped inside and shut the door behind him. "Hi," he managed in greeting, feeling as though the planet was off its axis by at least a few degrees.

"I hate mornings," Draco announced. "But today's seemed particularly nice."

"Not bad," Harry agreed and thought again of the night before. "But it would be nicer if you took your feet off my desk."

"All these gadgets," Draco observed, picking up the telephone headset and examining it with clinical interest. "How do you ever get any work done?"

"I don't, generally. I have minions."

Draco snorted and swung his legs down. "You're so full of it. You're a total workaholic. Look at all these filing cabinets, they're all stuffed with your report thingies. Yes, yes," he held up a hand to forestall Harry's protests, "I know you say it's very competitive and unpredictable, but it looks like tedious twaddle to me." He sniffed, flicking through the papers on Harry's desk with pursed lips. "Ooh, crossword. Did you finish it?"

"Seven across, but I thought of it yester—"

"Aplomb. No wonder it took you a while."

Harry took his suit jacket from the hanger on the back of the door, shrugging it on. He had three meetings during the day, all clients, all requiring maximum first impressions and none needing Draco Malfoy. Not when Draco was already the sum total of what was on Harry's mind anyway. "Hurry up and drink your tea so you can piss off out from under my feet."

Draco laced his fingers together and cracked the joints. He rose from Harry's chair with a showy bit of reluctance. "To tell you the truth, I'm hiding from Poppy. I'd promised her the day off, but with school beginning in a few weeks business is mad."

"Then shouldn't you be there?"

"Absolutely, but there's only so many pushy mothers a man can handle. It's not like a first year can master anything more advanced than swish-and-flick anyway — a twig would be of as much use. Oh, stop fretting, I'll be off shortly. By the by, this half-naked thing. It's getting to be a habit of yours."

Harry took a tie off the hanger and slung it around his neck. He didn't even try to fight off the smirk. "I'm told that the weight of anecdote is not data."

"Let me," Draco murmured, stepping forward, his eyes flashing dark for a second as he wound the silk into a windsor.

He was more deft with a tie than any wizard ought to be, Harry thought, watching Draco's fingers create the knot, tighten it and settle it at the base of Harry's throat. The sheer intimacy of the gesture rendered Harry jittery and speechless, his skin prickling at Draco's proximity.

"Very smart," said Draco, stepping back and slipping a hand to Harry's waist. His expression was inviting.

"You are short," was all Harry managed.

"I'm not wearing shoes." Draco scowled, tightening his hand on Harry's hip and pulling him incrementally closer. Harry had to close his eyes in frustration.

"Can't," he said shortly, "not here." The prickle of his skin was now heat, flooding tension and want across him.

Draco bristled. Irritation at the interruption evident, he waved his hand over Harry's shoulder and the door closed properly and clicked locked. Wandless.

Harry's lust hit him in full force, literally staggering him forward until he was pressed tight against Draco, driving him back against the wall.

He looked dazed, and Harry could only imagine how utterly fucking fantastic a compliant and scratchy Draco Malfoy would be in bed. Harry kissed him, all wet heat and addictive. That bit of throat. Right there.

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229 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

#3

Fic Recs Wrap Up -April 2022

you’ve got the antidote for me by Kandakicksass

When Harry Potter unintentionally severs their soulbond before it can fully form, Draco Malfoy resigns himself to a slow death and decides not to burden Harry with a soulmate he’s made it very clear he doesn’t want. He’s never been selfless before, but for Harry, he can try. Rec Post

Dress Me Up In My Finest Silk by Hatsonhamburgers @hatsonhamburgers

Draco has a secret. It's soft and lacy, and it hugs his body in a way that makes him feel so sexy.

Harry may have accidentally seen Draco's secret, and now it's all he can think about. Rec Post

Lessons in Grace and Decorum by GallaPlacidia

In Azkaban, Narcissa Malfoy gives Draco lessons in how to manipulate people into loving him. When Draco is released on the condition that he is bonded to Harry as his prisoner, he finally has a chance to put his newfound skills into practice. Forced bonding, eighth year (eventually), a Draco driven slightly mad by grief, a furious, self-destructive Harry, a whole lot of angst and a proportionate amount of comfort. Rec Post

Fast Forward, Two Steps Back by emmagrant01

Everyone knows that Draco Malfoy died in the Room of Requirement ten years ago. So when he suddenly reappears at Hogwarts ten years later, still seventeen years old, Professor Harry Potter’s life gets very complicated. Rec Post

Stupid Love by The_Sinking_Ship @the-sinking-ship

Harry Potter, how does Draco Malfoy hate thee? Let me count the ways. Rec Post

I Want to be With You (I’m Good at It) by punk_rock_yuppie @punk-rock-yuppie

Draco was banned from the wizarding world after the events of the war; he reintegrates himself slowly, with unexpected results. Rec Post

Accidental Magic by vivi1138 @penguinanimagus

After the war, Draco left the magical world. He doesn’t lead the easiest life, doesn’t sleep enough and has another mouth to feed. He doesn’t expect to be forced to go back early, but when his son’s accidental magic threatens the Statute of Secrecy, there’s only one person who can help.

Expectant by loveglowsinthedark @l0vegl0wsinthedark

After he accidentally gets Malfoy pregnant on a drunken fuck at a club, Harry doesn't anticipate that it'd be just as easy to fall in love with him. Rec Post 1, 2

Here are a few more fics I've read recently that y'all might like to check out as well! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

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273 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

#2

Out of sight: how Flowers in the Attic mirrored its author’s captivity

When VC Andrews’s debut novel, Flowers in the Attic, was published in 1979, it was not well received by all critics: one described it as “possibly the worst book I have ever read”.

However, her gothic horror-romance about four children who are locked in an attic for three years by their beautiful, conniving mother – who seems loving but actually starves and poisons them – went on to sell more than 40 million copies, was on the New York Times bestseller list for 14 weeks and is still in print more than 40 years later.

Now, startling parallels between the lives of the children imprisoned in the attic and Virginia Andrews’s own life as a severely disabled woman are to be laid bare for the first time in a forthcoming biography, The Woman Beyond the Attic.

The book claims that when Andrews – who spent most of her adult life housebound in a wheelchair – was disobedient, her “controlling” mother would imprison her in her bedroom and deprive her of a meal as a punishment.

“Her mother would lock her in her room and not give her dinner, if she got angry at her,” said Andrew Neiderman, author of the new biography, which will be published on Thursday. “She controlled who Virginia could see, what she could do and punished her for not doing what she wanted.”

Andrews suffered from rheumatoid arthritis but lived a relatively independent life before a surgical treatment in her late teens left her unable to walk and move her neck without pain. By the time Flowers in the Attic was published, Andrews was 56 and had been dependent on her mother, Lillian, for decades.

“She was trapped,” said Neiderman. Like the children in Flowers in the Attic, “her mother kept her under lock and key. Firstly, because she was ashamed of her for being disabled, and secondly, because she couldn’t handle it [Andrews’s disability].”

Andrews always maintained that the plot of Flowers in the Attic was “a fictionalised version of a true story” that a hospital doctor had told her when she was a teenager. But as an isolated disabled woman, reliant on her mother’s care, “she felt so trapped by her illness – and was so incarcerated by her mother sometimes – that she could understand how children would feel locked up in an attic,” believes Neiderman.

314 notes - Posted January 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Young Harry and Draco have an ice cream celebration with Godfather/Cousin Sirius & Uncle Remus after a playdate.

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It has been a long journey to get here. Both on [tumblr] (2010) and through Fandom (2014). I really appreciate all of you who have been here with me. Thank you so much!

2,068 notes - Posted June 3, 2022

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[tashabilities]

Speaking of emotional maturity,

Content creator Karen Cassady had a skit about the homeroom teacher, which made me flash back to MY homeroom teacher my senior year of high school.

I googled Mrs. Marshall's divorced ass this morning and found out she died in February of 2023, and I don't know why, but a cackle came up from my soul.

I might just go dance on her grave, because this bitch used to bully me for real.

Autistic and didn't know it, I just didn't live up to the ideal Black femininity of the time, and the Black kids roasted me for it on a daily

(but still copied shit I would say and do!!)

And this Black woman, a mother and wife, the adult in the room and according to her obit, nine years older than my father, so definitely old enough to know better,

Used to join in with the young niggas bullying me, going so far as to pop my bra strap one day and to tell me to 'shut the hell up'.

My bestie at the time was a deaf white girl and Mrs. Marshall used to HAAAATE that Bestie and I could talk where she couldn't understand what we were saying.

The details are fuzzy because i've lived soooo much life since this time, but one day, she wrote me up for basically nothing, and I didn't find out she wrote me up til one of my classmates told me later--I think she wrote me up for speaking sign language with Bestie.

Anyway, coming from the parents I came from, there was no acting up in school, so I didn't do shit,

But I would come home complaining about this ho on a daily,

And the day she wrote me up, I'd had enough.

I called my father at work, and that was the end of that.

Now, my father was an abusive ass, but he wouldn't let nobody else mess with me and he definitely put a stop to TWO of my bullies--my mom's youngest sister, and my homeroom teacher Mrs. Marshall.

He and my mom came to the school and had that bitch in the vice principal's office sat DOWN.

I was in the main office hearing my father yelliiiinnngg, like, to the point where the secretary paused what she was doing and looked at the vice principal's door like Nipper in front of the gramophone, girl.

Anyway, Mrs. Marshall came out crying, and she was sooo neutral with me for the rest of the year, bitch couldn't even look me in my face!

And now that I'm closer in age to the back-then Mrs. Marshall than I am to the autistic 17 year old she hated on,

It's just WILD to me, like,

I can't even imagine at my big age tryna look cool to and be cool with fucking CHILDREN, bullying a teenager to look cool to other CHILDREN,

Having a problem with a CHILD, popping a li'l girl's bra strap.

I look at my nieces and nephews and I can't imagine treating them the way my aunts treated me,

I look at these bad ass kids in this neighborhood and I still can't imagine BULLYING any of them.

Like, you damn near a senior citizen tryna be cool with fucking CHILDREN instead of stopping the children from ganging up on me.

Anyway, the bitch lived to be 80, so her world didn't stop after my dad made her cry.

But I look back at the shitty, broken adults that colored my formative years

And I literally cannot imagine how fucked up you gotta be to be that big ass age,

Targeting a child.

Like, you the HOMEROOM teacher.

Take that attendance and be cool!

But she couldn't do that.

[eyzss]

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GROWTH IS A PROCESS

‘CELEBRATING A LITTLE SUCCESSES’

I don't know how to start this, but I am Ace Gallarde, 5-foot ang 7 inches tall., 16 years old, born on July 23, 2006. I am just a simple Filipino citizen and a senior high school student. I don't know how I am going to describe myself because I don't know him that much. People see me as a serious and quiet guy, but that's going too far when I am with the people that I am comfortable with. In our family, we are seven; I have three brothers and a sister; we live a simple life; we eat 2-3 times a day; and we have a decent place to live. I am the type of person who likes to cook and go to peaceful places. I used to do cycling and use my pedal like a wind during the pandemic and go to the places using your own strength, but when face-to-face classes started, and that's one of the reasons why I gave up cycling, I stopped riding my bicycle to focus on my study. Besides that, my main hobby as of now is going to the gym and lifting as much as I can to forget all the problems for 2 hours straight. Going to the gym and destroying your body every day is not good for everyone's health, but for me, when I go to the gym, all the voices in my head suddenly disappear, and all I feel is serenity. It is a place where I think I belong.

How are you? A common question of the people I haven’t seen for a long time, but I always respond and say I’m ok, but the truth is I’m having the biggest battle against myself every day, a battle where you’re the only one who can solve it. Everything happens for a reason. Life puts us down only so we can get back up for the better things. Live life, forgive and forget, and let go of the past. Don’t destroy a new day thinking about the bad things that happened yesterday or in the past. In the past few years, a lot has happened. These past few months, I challenged myself to stay out of my comfort zone, and I started doing the things that my future self will be proud of. It takes time, but things will get better because the beginning is always the hardest. I’ve started to train my body and mind. I started going to the gym and putting my body into pain for about 1-2 hours a day. Not only will the gym train your body, but it will also train your mind to be consistent. It is hard, but it does get easier every day. But I have to do it every day. That is the hardest part. I don’t care who is doing better than me because I am doing better than I was last year. These past months, I started doing the things that I don’t want to do. It is not going to be fun for me because doing the things I don’t want to do every single time makes me uncomfortable. It is hard, but I need to fight the laziness. But it is ok because doing the things that make you uncomfortable leads to growth, and growth leads to improvement. I believe all these things will have a lifetime benefit for me, and I believe that one day I will be at the place where I always wanted to be. Furthermore, the weakness I discovered about myself was that I am afraid of failure, but as of now I am more afraid of not even trying. While the strength that I discovered about myself is that I can now accept failures because accepting failures means giving myself another opportunity to improve and be better,

Dear my future self, I promise that I will make you proud no matter what happens. Keep doing exactly what you have been doing, I know you have been switching back and forth from your old self to your new self, please don’t give up and be strong. I don't want you to get impatient. No need to rush anything. Please be patient. And allow everything to just be. Remember, I'm just a mindset and awareness shift away. I'm your future self but I'm always here.

[supernatural-quotes]

Lashes (shameless fluff)

"So who was your first time?" Ian's question lingers in the air between him and Mickey. Heavy and suffocating as the blanket covering them.

Mickey stares up at his ceiling, hands behind his head, a look of indifference on his face. He breathes loudly through his nose. The room is quiet and smells of stale socks and ball sweat. A hint of weed to wash it down the sinuses. Mickey lays there, breathing it all in, contemplating how he should answer Ian. Or if he even should. Brushing Ian off the bed and ignoring this sudden interest seems like an excellent choice, but Mickey sees the future of that as sexless and bleak. So he does what, a year ago, he wouldn't have dreamt up. He decides on answering Ian Gallagher honestly.

"This chick, Brooke, I grew up around," Mickey says, eyes counting the falling patches of plaster above his bed. He doesn't look over, but knows Ian is knitting up his freckled face thoughtfully.

"Another girl?" Ian asks, voice thick with not understanding. Followed up with a hum of realization. "Am I the first guy you've been with?" he asks, braver still.

Snorting, Mickey rolls his eyes and lolls his head to the side, meeting Ian's face. Ian, who is turned on his side. Ian, who's nose Mickey's accidentally collides with. Mickey is quick to scoot back and not make a big deal out of the contact. He tucks his elbow under his ear as he rolls onto his side and stares all over Ian's face. The punk is beautiful and has no fucking clue just how much. Well, Mickey's not about to tell him. The comment would just sound girly and sentimental and might give away to the fear that has been gnawing at Mickey's gut since that Blake bitch's doorstep.

So Ian's face is nearly perfect. Mickey shuts his eyes and feigns tiredness. Afraid that maybe Ian will see past the indifference, might catch wind of what wriths just beneath Mickey's surface.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, there, Firecrotch," Mickey huffs, grin ghosting his lips, teeth poking through. "You're last on a long list of several," he confesses, unashamed.

"Besides the guys in juvie?" Ian asks and Mickey doesn't miss the jealousy in the other boy's voice. He likes that.

"Including," Mickey corrects. "Not including would make you third, I think," he tells Ian as the redhead sighs against Mickey's face. Ian's exasperated and Mickey likes it.

The covers shift about as Ian squirrels under them further. His foot scratches against Mickey's shin, not on purpose, as he gets comfortable. Or maybe it was on purpose; Mickey is keen on Ian's numerous failed attempts to initiate intimate contact that doesn't end in lets this one slide. In fact, prolongs it by kneeing Ian's thigh with one quick jab. His lips tug up and he cracks an eye to see Ian grinning ear to ear. It's a good thing Ian's closed his eyes. Because Mickey's sure there's love in his own and he doesn't want Gallagher getting a look at it. He blinks fast, trying to wash the feeling away.

"You know, some people," Ian starts in, pausing to yawn, "would think you're a slut."

Mickey laughs out right and reaches up with the hand bunched up in his covers. He flicks Ian's nose hard. Ian yelps, startled, and grabs his face, scowling.

"Hey, fuck you," Ian laughs.

"I'm a slut," Mickey repeats, amused, rubbing his lower lip. Still resting comfortably against his arm and pillow. "Says the guy who screws senior citizens," he goes, "You help you sugar daddy change his Depends afterward, whore?"

Ian shakes Mickey's bed with laughter, pulls a pillow from under his head and smacks Mickey with it as he sits up slightly. Batting the pillow away, huge smile plastered to his face, Mickey playfully barks at Ian to knock it off. Mickey rubs his eye and sits up. All of Ian's blows lead to an eyelash stabbing Mickey's retina. He mumbles curses and picks at his eyes until it's watering bad enough to catch Ian's attention.

"Let me see it," Ian says, reaching for Mickey's wrist only to be shaken away and growled at. He grabs the wrist a second time, this time without protest on Mickey's end.

"Shit that stings!" Mickey spits. He blinks fast and settles for squinting the pained eye shut.

Ian buts his face into Mickey's before the delinquent can react. As soon as Mickey's eyes open wide, stunned and afraid, Ian blows hard in Mickey watery eye. Slurring a strand of curses loud enough to wake Mandy, who is sleeping in her room, Mickey shoves Ian almost out of the bed.

"What the fuck, Ian?" Mickey growls, furious as he sends daggers Ian's way.

"The lash still in there?" Ian asks, confident and stubborn. He situates himself on the bed, legs pretzled.

Mickey shakes his head. "Whatever," he mutters, then flops back down on the bed. Ian is quick to join him.