#/ his home town didn't

[guardian-of-da-gay]

for various reasons I feel pretty confident that in the Knuckles show/Sonic 3 they're gonna reveal that Knuckles and Tails are sharing the attic with Sonic, but honestly? tf they mean this house doesn't have ONE spare bedroom???

[tricoufamily]

visiting the hometown

(want everyone to know this edit came to me in a dream and i changed the lore just to do it)

[help-me-find-a-name-please-lol]

i have depriving myself down to an art form

[podraje]

I'm reading Crime and Punishment, does Raskolnikov have a borderline personality disorder? Because he doesn't seem to have a stable sense of self and of the world.

[bl-bam-beyond]

HIDDEN AGENDA (2023, THAILAND)

Episode 10

Joke (ARCHEN AYDIN aka JOONG) and Zo (NATACHAI BOONPRASERT aka DUNK) made up last week after a contrived out of nowhere plot twist.

Zo needed to go to his hometown...alone leaving Joke behind. But Joke took the initiative to join Zo at his parents home because he missed him so much. However Zo is not out to his parents so advised caution to the very affectionate Joke.

@pose4photoml

[pocketramblr]

maybe the answer to "what should Twi's backstory be" is "well what would be the funniest for Time to respond to Rusl casually mentioning where he found the kid?"

[ragsy]

MOTW NPC Rach Lombardi, Mark's toxic ex who got ripped to shreds by dogman and then whose revenant ghost latched onto someone else who was on their own dogman revenge quest (player character Tatara)

she's fun.

[quick-drawn]

i'm working on a much longer hc post right now but an unrelated thought popped into my head: i've stated before that cassidy has near perfected his knot tying as a teen. a seemingly odd or random skill, but it's something he used often around the farm. while it sprouted out of necessity, he found it INTERESTING that there were so many different ways to achieve the same goal. he remembers them all to this day, still utilizes them often in his travels, and has even expanded on his knowledge throughout the years. ( do with that information as you will. ) another skill he was known around town for as a teen was his horseback riding. cassidy was three years old his first time on a horse — accompanied, of course, by his father. but ever since then it was hard to keep him away from the stables. there was an american paint horse left to the farm that he'd grow rather fond of — simply named LADY, she was the only animal he made sure to transfer when he moved to texas. lady was a great ranch horse, but she was also built for speed. you could often find the pair in town, hustling for a buck or two with petty bets on amateur races. however, put all these things together ? one thing cassidy could never get the hang of was lassoing, or roping. ESPECIALLY while on a horse. he was HORRIBLE at it growing up, and he can't rightfully say he's gotten any better at it in his later years.

[thedreadvampy]

thought too hard about my adolescence made myself sad 🥲

[theheadlessgroom]

https://www.tumblr.com/beatingheart-bride/722508703617728512/theheadlessgroom-beatingheart-bride

@beatingheart-bride

Dorian Gracey was not having a good morning.

“Another difficult night, sir?” Beauregard Ghast, the Gracey family’s butler, asked gently as he poured the young master a generous cup of coffee, which Dorian gratefully thanked him for, groaning, “Yes...another nightmare. At this point, I’m thinking of swearing sleep off entirely.”

“You probably just ate too close to bed,” his mother said knowingly (if still somewhat dismissively), taking a sip from her cup of tea while his father, who was only half-listening, was reading the morning paper between puffs of his cigar and swigs of coffee, as Mrs. Gracey continued, “We had a very late dinner last night, and dessert wasn’t your friend, I’m sure.”

I dreamt I was hanging by my neck until I was dead, Mother! Dorian thought to himself, as he took another long sip of coffee in a vain effort to wake up, as well as keep himself from snapping his mother. I don’t think that was caused by ice cream!

“You should go on more walks,” his father commented from behind his paper, still only half-paying attention. “A little fresh air will do you some good, my boy. You’ve been cooped up in the house too much-especially in that stuffy old conservatory, you should get out a bit more! Why, whenever I needed to get a little fresh air to clear my mind, I used to go horse-backing riding...”

Dorian sighed as he let his parents voices wash over him, rubbing his temple as he drained his cup before reaching for the pot to have another: Why was this happening to him? The dreams just didn’t stop keeping, dreams of dying, being dead...they were to make him want to stay up all hours, lest he experience the same nightmare over and over...he wished he had an answer, or at least someone to talk to them about, someone who’d understand...

Lizzie would understand.

No, no, he told himself silently, as he caught himself before his cup runneth over. I don’t want to worry her...God, I wish I could talk to her, really talk to her...I wish I could tell her how I really feel...but what’s the use? We could never be together...

[unofficialadamtaurus]

Bro if we ever get a rwby next!gen, how cool would it be if Blake and Yang's kid meets and trains with an older, survived but weakened Adam post-V6 and doesn't know it's him until they find his old jacket and they realise who he is but Everything's Difference Now and ahhh!

I don't personally care for next-generation or kid-centric fics but you do you

[united-under-skyfall]

growing up in a small town is like. i want to get as far away from here as humanly possible and never look back. i've been sorted into homeroom classes with at least seven of the same kids from kindergarten through graduation and i don't know that we've ever talked longer than five minutes but i'd probably die for them. this would be a nice place to live for the rest of my life, i think. you know everyone in town by their family name even if you don't actually know any of them personally. i'm tired. everyone i know is tired. i hate it here. i never want to leave. we have nothing to do here and the boredom gouges tracks in my brain. i am personally offended by anyone not from here who says there's nothing to do here. everyone here knows too much about me. i know too much about everyone here. how does it feel to start from a blank slate? i would never know. there is a quiet, hidden sort of rage that everyone plants in their gardens. the lemonade at the market tastes like five-year-old laughter, the library smells like paper and the hot chocolate they used to make for events in the basement. the local history room hadn't changed since they installed it because there's nothing else to add, nothing else to know. i am tired. they're developing things and too much is changing too quickly and this has been the same unchanging neighborhood for fifty fucking years and now it's utterly unrecognizable from the place i knew barely a decade ago. i am never sure how much this change is a good thing, how much is too much. it feels like someone is peeling back my wallpaper skin when i'm not looking, painting different shades over what i thought should be there. i'm not the only person in this place but it feels strangely like they should have asked for my permission first, like i am part of its foundation, or maybe it's part of mine. (do we ask the bricks what they want the wall to look like, too?) we all share layers of the same memories that are slowly shifting and eroding, and you can see it everywhere you look, viscerally, physically. i think it is impossible to escape this place unless you are willing to bleed, and make bleed. it would be so, so easy to just disappear. the air feels fresher here than anywhere else, simply because it is the baseline my body has learned and my lungs have loved. i am so very, very tired. i think it's this place. i think i like it. i don't know. i don't know how to be anything else. i learned from brick and mortar, from pavement, from parks; buildings that served my mother as a child, graves no one visits anymore, trees older than my family line; everything sags, the colors washed out. they are tired, too.

[infecdead-a]

me just thinking on the fact that steve probably took a roadtrip within the first year of being free from the HCF to go back to where he lived with his parents, if only to try and find some form of closure

[emiliaco-es-real]

Woah 10 y/o is insane, and the whole racial aspect? I didn't even know. This is a serious problem that requires attention

northern territory lowered the age of criminal responsibility to 10 fucking years old 🙃

this is after *having* raised it to 12 (still ridiculous), they've decided to lower it again. nothing NT cops love doing more than throwing aboriginal kids in prison

[mooshkat]

yall please please please always keep an eye out for motorcycle riders when you drive

[missempanada]

How to help the people in Spain

As you may have seen online, Spain is going through a flash flood since October 29. It's mainly affected the Community of Valencia but also some parts of the south-west and the cold drop is now moving to the north-east.

95 bodies have been found at the time I'm writing this (edit: 205 now), there's still people missing and entire towns are isolated as they don't have electricity and their roads have been destroyed. A lot of people don't have tap water or any means to cook. If you're wondering why people didn't evacuate beforehand, it's because authorities didn't care enough to warn people so technically everyone had to go to work and school. Though politicians should be held accountable, the most important thing at the moment is to help those in need. So here's some ways you can help both people and animals that have been affected.

NGOs and fundraisers

MOST NEEDED AT THE MOMENT: You can donate to Valencia's food bank by making a transfer to this bank account: ES86 2100 2806 6402 0009 8998.

Horta Sud is a county in Valencia that has been the most affected by the floodings. People are leaving their houses because they're scared of the infrastructure getting damaged and even walking by foot to Valencia capital to get food. You can help those families via this gofundme.

Hambre Cero is a Spanish non-profit that was founded after the earthquakes in Indonesia. They will be giving food to those who need it. Here's different ways you can donate.

This gofundme is joining efforts with the town hall of Valencia to help people who have lost their homes.

Una copa por Valencia ("a drink to Valencia") is a campaign organized by Spanish influencer David Aliagas. The idea behind it is to donate the amount of money you would spend on drinks on a night out. He'll be joining effort with local non-profits. You can help here.

Here's a thread of artists that are accepting commissions in exchange for donations for Valencia.

Spanish Kpop fans are organizing a collective fundraiser.

EDIT: took Cáritas and Spanish Red Cross out of this post after this tiktok made by a volunteer went viral and a lot of people posted their experiences working for these NGOs. Apparently they're not distributing food. Instead they're telling people not to send more food and send money instead so they can keep part of it.

Help people directly

Help Sara, Steven and Bruno rebuild their home in Valencia.

Help this high school teacher buy a new car to get back to work.

Raúl was about to open his barbershop on October 31 but it was destroyed by the flood. Please help him get his dream back.

Help the neighbours of Aldaia (Valencia) rebuild their homes.

This artist has been affected by the floods and lost their car. They've opened emergency commissions.

You can help rebuild the town of Letur (Albacete) by donating to this gofundme that's directly coordinated with the town hall.

Rebeca is a seamstress. Her studio was both her workplace and a place were came together for a sewing club in the afternoons. It was destroyed by the flood. You can help her rebuild it here

Animal shelters

Refugio Minipow was home to 50 rabbits and guinea pigs. Thankfully, the owners were able to move all the animals to their homes and those of their neighbors, though the shelter itself has been destroyed right after recent renovations. There's different ways to donate here.

El Refugio de María a dog shelter in Sueca (Valencia), is completely flooded, leaving the dogs visibly distressed, as shown here. You can donate to PayPal maria.g.may@gmail.com

Modepran is a dog shelter in Campanar (Valencia) where infrastructure damage has left some dogs without a proper sleeping area. You can donate through PayPal here.

Gatos Campo de Gibraltar is a cat shelter in Los Barrios (Cádiz). need of assistance for relocating cats to new homes and rebuilding damaged facilities. You can donate to their PayPal gatoscampodegibraltar@gmail.com

Protectora San Antón is an animal shelter for cats and dogs in Jerez de la Frontera (Cádiz). The entire place is flooded and the animals don't have a comfortable place to sleep in. Cats can't even walk on the ground. You can donate to their PayPal protectorasananton@hotmail.com

I'll be adding more as I find them. Thank you everyone for your help.

Edit: adding this because I keep seeing people on Twitter and Tiktok say it makes no sense to give money to people in a "first world" country. I need you people to understand that living in a western country doesn't equal politicians caring about you.

This whole thing started because politicians weren't doing their job and they're still not doing it. People (literal civilians, not firefighters or policemen) are literally pulling bodies from under cars and putting them inside the trunks so children in the affected areas don't see them. There's underground parkings still flooded by water and we don't know how many people may be inside them.

France offered to send us 200 firemen and the Ministry of Interior literally REFUSED. Some of these French firemen came on their own anyway. But that's what our politicians are doing. Negating help and pointing fingers at each other so they don't seem guilty.