#* !! v. // 03.

[leisi-lilacdreams]

"don, let's pretend to whisper to each other and act like we're talking about them" "oh? why?" "to mess with them" "say no more"

menaces, the both of them

[glimmerofawesome]

[hellishgayliath]

@heckitall HECKY I DID YOUR DTYIS!!! :DDD IM YOUR CO DIRECTOR FOR THIS COMIC HOW COULD I NOT DRAW OUR BOYS AT SOME POINT :D

Also people should go read Heck's comic Same as it Never Will Be, it is amazing and Heck is a really great story teller and artist :3 <3

[bichelangelo]

Raphie twirl :)

[poltergrease]

So I had a thought...

(Do not repost elsewhere)

[greatlyblessed]

Behold! Mad Scientist Alignment Chart, featuring the Donatellos!

I made this before I got tumblr and I was like 'hey I should show it on the tumblrsite I think people will like it there'.

If I have posted it before, sorry! But also I added MM Donnie soooo... still new content?

Blank version of the canvas below the cut-- I'm the one who made it. :D

[seagull-scribbles]

Tag, your it for @naivesilver

[unluckilylvcky]

GOOD MORNING TUMBLR COMMUNITY!!

Situation on Instagram has been quite a doozy, so I'll be reposting a bunch of artwork here and on Cara to just move bit by bit

Hope you enjoy your stay! In the meantime, have me trying to figure out Tumblr by posting the silly comfort characters ever

[stromuprisahat]

Of course a WOMAN needs to be betrayed by a man she sleeps with, because she's just too good and trusting to see through his mask of genuine feelings and affection.

Such a feminist move, to turn OCD rectoress with no mentioned interest in carnal distractions into just another gullible puppet!

You should've let her rearrange her tableware...

[butterfilledpockets]

03 Turtles are forever and always my favourite so I am really excited for Raph to wake up. (I do love Rise and am currently making my way through 12, but I will never ever read the Last Ronin because I do not want to die of sadness).

finishing up Raph's pages as we speak! And I get that about the Last Ronin, though I am a really big fan, it is not for everyone in the tmnt community

for ye, shity b.e.n.t raph sketch

[gayleviticus]

the evidence I've amassed so far 03 ed is gay

daddy issues

depressed

can't drive

not interested in winry romantically

in COS alfons is like 'i've never seen him take interest in a girl'

loves being deeply in denial re hard truths lest they completely break him

dresses like that

[glimmerofawesome]

[deatheless]

cont. from here / @bnjmin

❛ i like walking, ❜ she says, simply, hands buried deep in the too - big jacket draped around her shoulders. ❛ and, like, when's the next time it's going to actually be this nice out? ❜ mina's eyebrows furrow, like the very concept of asking one of her friends to pick her up is foreign to her. ❛ i'm not gonna bother one of them just for a ride. ❜

[fcundaticnsofdecay]

status: closed

pairing: every & ezra

based: things we plotted

@darkwants

it was almost funny how one small thing could impact the trajectory of your life.

something was simple as a single phone call could crack the world wide open and turn it upside down. a friend of hers from culinary school had some kind of family emergency. the issue was that he had a restaurant that still needed to be run. he had called everly begging her to come help him and she had agreed. she had booked herself a flight and promised to be there as soon as she could. everything had been so fast and she hadn't even realized she hadn't let ezra know. she had been rushing through the airport in order to make it. it had been by the skin of her teeth that she got there before they finished boarding.

flying was something she had done time and time again. especially when she had finished with culinary school. she figured that nothing could go wrong. she had been trying to figure out how she was going to approach the whole situation at the restaurant. eventually landing on just reading a book before she ended up drifting off. when she woke it was to the older woman sitting next to her, trying to get the mask onto her. in an instant she was glancing around to see the chaos going on around her. people were screaming and crying. she could see a man clutching at his wife and son a few rows up on the other side. the first person who had come to her mind was ezra and how she wasn't ever going to see him again.

the plane ended up going down in what seemed like the middle of no where. there was nothing but trees and she had been knocked out upon impact. again she woke only to smell smoke and hear more screaming. the woman who had been beside her was no longer there. she was scrambling to undo her seatbelt and rushing to get out. yet the moment she moved, her left leg screamed in protest. she cried out as she looked down only to see a piece of glass lodged into the meat of her thigh. yet she forced herself to keep going, yelling to see if anyone was near.

that had been a matter of nine months ago. nine months of struggling to survive and thinking help would never come. out of everyone on the flight only a handful had survived. the black box had been destroyed in the crash. no one had any idea where they were. each day had been a struggle to survive, find food, fresh water etc. the day the helicopter showed up everly had been half certain it was a dream. she remembered being carried onto a gurney, someone telling her she was going to be alright. her first instinct was to fight, trying to push away at the hands while crying out for them to stop.

the clean white walls of the hospital were the next thing that she was greeted with. that and the sight of her grandmother who was perched on the chair beside the bed. there were so many machines all around her and she realized that she was in a hospital gown. for the first time in months she felt clean. yet that was when it all registered and she quickly began to look around for ezra," grandma? wheres-where is ezra? where is he?" her voice was hoarse but that didn't stop her from screaming. the panic hitting as she realized the one person she wanted wasn't there. her grandma was trying to shush her but the doctors were getting in the way in order to adiminster a sedative.

hours went by and while she was knocked out, her grandmother found a phone to use. cell phones were too much of a bother for the old woman. ezra had given her, his number and in an instant she was demanding he get back to the hospital. he had been the one to drop her off which everly didn't know. the next time she woke, she still saw that the room was empty save for her grandma. the panic hit again and there was no stopping her from screaming again. her grandma was instantly snapping at the nurses and everything seemed to go in slow motion the moment the door was pushed open. a sob bubbled up her throat as she tried to wipe at her face," ezra-ezra! you-you weren't-you weren't here!"

[huntgrown]

. ✰  * ⊹  ѕ . ω.        ──────────────        capillaries flooded with tainted ichor ,    faint itch spans underneath the cotton of his sleeves and pools deep within his chest    ──    sam winchester had become addicted to the very poison he hunted ,    subsequently to be abandoned by those who he’d cherished most .    hell hath no fury like a man scorned !    throat clears quietly ,    and there’s a momentary pause before hands offer a firm knock upon thick wood ,    and artificial smile spreads upon chiseled features as door swings open .

❝    sorry to bother you ,    i just wanted to take a moment to introduce myself .    my name is sam kiedis .    ❞                dimples enter perfectly on cue ,    slender fingers outstretch to shake @topray's hand .                ❝    i just moved in next door .    ❞                sam knew how to feign normalcy ,    how to fit in with communities like this one        (    the white picket fence life that he’d always dreamed of ,    the dream that burned on the ceiling of his stanford apartment ,    alongside the only woman he’d ever loved    ) .

❝    i wanted to meet the neighbors    ──    everyone seems so friendly here .    ❞

[feminaferitas]

@healiotrope is at the stump, doing something dangerous in front of Jackie Taylor.

"Lottie, what--"

Jackie didn't often stay late at the compound. In fact, she practically never stayed overnight, and often left before the darkest hours of the night just to make sure she could see the roads headed back into town. But with Natalie's frankly surprising arrival, she had lingered on the grounds as she counseled Lottie about proper practices moving forward. Natalie wasn't trapped here, no one was.

And even if signs of the wilderness had been brought into its landscape, the Yellowjackets weren't trapped in their past.

That didn't mean the past couldn't resurface though. Lottie had taken some private time and went to pay a visit to her psychiatrist -- all nobly intended. Jackie wouldn't pry. In her line of work, it was good to be practical and skeptical, but she had no reason to outright distrust Lottie. So when she stumbled onto the woman kneeling at a tree stump -- a natural fixture of the woodland area, only familiar in the sense that yes, there were trees fucking everywhere, even where they were stranded -- Jackie wasn't deeply concerned. Until she saw the flash of a knife.

"Holy shit, what are you doing?"