#we'll make it through

[misscromwellsmonocle]

We'll make it through (2023) by Richie Carter

[fayeandknight]

I thought I took new pictures today of Forte wearing the stupid turkey hat but apparently I did not. So here's a picture from last year of him being a good sport about it.

I know that the end of the year holidays can be difficult for some. So I wanted to share a silly picture and maybe give a much needed moment of levity. Myself and my animals are here with you, even if only in spirit.

Much love and support to you.

[simple-and-cozy-life]

“The past does not belong to me; the future is not mine; with all my soul I try to make use of the present moment.”

St. Faustina

Art Credit: Kaoru Yamada

[beatheprincess]

The wAY I want this- I do appreciate friend I have now🥺✌🏽🎀 dont get me wrong but we dont have similar interests let alone emotional closeness ? Which is fine everyone is different, I would jus love to have a girly hyper fem friend like me , understanding regression is a bonus but that's the dream ☆☆☆☆☆ annndd I dont trust ppl who hates hugs👀👀👀👀 ૮꒰ྀི ◞ ๑ ◟ ꒱ა ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀

[trinitea-fics]

*gritting my teeth* I will learn how to better cope with the ugly feelings and impulses brought upon by my falling out with The Ex-Best Friend. I am not doomed to be like this forever *Punches drywall*

[loudmound]

somewhat damaged... mary song with some dashes of maria and a liiiiiiittle bit of james

[roskoffbuggs]

Sometimes all we need is a little cracked spot to be able to grow

Be safe

Be weird

Be proud

Stay strong

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[asailorsdrunkeneulogy]

Dead Meadow || Either Way

[practically-an-x-man]

okay okay got it worked out.

safely home. got the tire changed, donut put on, made it to the tire shop. car will get new tires. situation managed.

called the dogsitting lady and got that particular red flag factory shut down. means I won't have that extra cash saved up but that's the lesser of two evils (it was... an ordeal. lots of things wrong). and i have a few art commissions lined up so i'm not totally without income. situation managed.

got a makeup test done this morning. bald cap much improved from last time. got one nose prosthetic test under my belt and it also went well. in good shape to knock out this final project before the semester is over. situation managed.

[equinoxette]

they should've hugged!!

[tawnysoup]

A new critter!!! I have finally figured out what the Bonster looks like.

They're some kind of frog creature with horns and tusks... or is it fluff?! Hard to tell. Their hat is really a big tail they can cook things in and also WHAP against the ground when they're mad!!!

They're slightly smaller than the other critters. Here's a Fritter for scale:

[simple-and-cozy-life]

I've been so stressed from the changes happening in my life that I forgot that, even though this is going to suck, God is going to get me through this transitional time. Eventually, I will have the stability that I need and I will have a family.

Life will persist and so must I.

[guardian-angle22]

This or That: Tarlos Edition -> Babe or Baby

[wherestoriescomefrom]

rian johnson took all that time, put in all that effort to make glass onion a fantastic period piece to the first four months of pandemic, a prescient narrative that anticipates the stupidity of rich billionaires, and then pulled the rug from under us because the world of benoit blanc just straight up doesn't have the mona lisa anymore

[paintedkinzy-88]

Something's Wrong: Raph's POV...

Out of the three brothers, Raph's the one to notice something was up first. And, unfortunately, it was only because he ended up in a situation Leo wasn't used to and briefly caught glimpses of those walls being down. He only saw this "sad look" a handful of times for the first few days of his grounding before Leo was more accustomed to having a running partner again. (Raph was forbidden from flying for two weeks, as per "doctor's" orders.)

He didn't know what was wrong, exactly, and Leo definitely talked circles around him if he ever got the opportunity to ask, but still. It put Raph on high alert.

Donnie's POV

OH SIDE NOTE: I actually totally forgot this detail in the Something Like Flying comic here, but uh, being held over the edge of the building by Draxum actually tore Leo's webbing a bit. Nothing bad, but still a significant detail, and I wanted to point out that error ;w; my bad bro, I got it right here at least lmfao.

[radiance1]

A castle mysteriously appears in Gotham one night.

Nobody who noticed it knows where it came from, nor how it got there as it seemingly appeared overnight. It wasn't anything big, as far as castle's were concerned, it seemed to be on the smaller side of things.

However, no one could truly estimate it's actual size. For there seemed to be an ever-present fog that never seemed to stray past the castle's gates.

Just like the fog, you always seemed to hear the cawing of crows and the flapping of bats whenever you step close enough. Yet their visibility was kept hidden in the fog.

Appearances aside, there did seem to be something... off, about the castle and not just because it appeared from thin air, no. It seemed to have a distinct aura of something... other.

No one knew how to explain it, but they could tell there was nothing natural about it. There was something fundamentally wrong with the castle, it wasn't the way it appeared out of nowhere, nor it's appearance.

===

When Sam finally became an adult, she didn't have to think twice about moving out. It was a bit difficult, with her parents not wanting to let her go just yet, but her grandmother managed to persuade them, thankfully.

When she was younger, Sam had always dreamed of owning a castle. Though its appearance did change in her mind when she grew older, from pretty and pink to one of darker colors and crows, which is why she never got one when she was younger, she realized.

But now that she was an adult, what was stopping her?

Nothing, that's what.

So, Sam buys one that matches her tastes and moves in. There was a lot of space, far more than she really ever thought about and now had to find a use for.

Magic.

Was something that enthralled Sam ever since she was young, that and the occult as a whole. So, for a few months after moving did she try and get her hands on things like magical tomes, items, scripts and learn it.

Surprisingly, she was strongly successful in her attempts of learning magic. It was surprising to be sure, but now that she compares it to the portal to the afterlife, having a half dead friend and having hunted down ghosts, she realizes that magic wouldn't be that much farfetched in the equation.

A fair bit of her time now was spent covering her castle in wards, sigils, and runes, ones that would strengthen themselves over time, various protection wards and multiple others that she found useful. Most of them were ones that she found through text, though others were ones she personally made.

After she finished the entirety of the castle, she studied thoroughly to gain more knowledge and power for herself, she even made a few spells of her own along with various potions. Unfortunately, she was interrupted in her studies by various other witches, because apparently having such a powerful fledgling witch on her lonesome was too tempting of an offer to pass up for the nearby covens.

So she had to... move, before they tried to force her to join them. As for how, well, she moved her entire castle! What better way to refuse, really?

Unfortunately, it was her first time using such large-scale teleportation magic and she messed it up. Not that her calculations on where the castle was supposed to be were wrong, but while in the midst of moving through space she was... thrown off kilter.

She didn't even know how or what caused her to mess up. But her castle both was and wasn't where she wanted it to be. Her original destination was coordinates near Amity Park, and while they were on said coordinates.

This wasn't Amity Park.

To say she worried was an understatement. She scrambled to find something about where she ended up, and realized not only was she thrown off kilter, but she was also thrown off so badly that she ended up in an entirely different dimension. Luckily, she managed to make the philosopher's stone.

To say making it was easy would be wrong, for even she didn't know how she created it. It was by accident and for a while she didn't even know she had made it, when she had and tried to do something with it the stone had, uh, well.

It fused into her skin.

It had placed itself right over her face, on her chest, and it granted her immortality it seemed. Though that wasn't the effect she was currently thankful for no, the effect of making gold would be valuable to her, she wouldn't have the Manson wealth, but she could at the very least sustain herself.

For now, though, she did have her studies to get back to.