#Chairty Event

[yuzu-all-the-way]

Part 2 of Yuzu's comments for the Noto Peninsula Reconstruction Support Charity Performance on 15 Sept 2024:

“I personally feel a strong sense of meaning in skating on-site. I’m sure there are emotions & performances that can only exist because of that particular place. So I really hope to skate with all sorts of feelings in mind.”

[liminalitycarb]

As I mentioned on stream yesterday, I've been invited to join Gamers Outreach's VTuber Summer Slam, raising money for bringing games to kids in hospitals. I'll be streaming with BriedyBard on June 26th at 5pm EDT as we play some Archipelago. It'll be my first time doing Mario 64 Randomizer, and moves WILL BE RANDOMIZED.

And similar to crowd control, your donations can be used to mess with me! Make me have to play 1 handed. Force me to have to change which star I'm going after. Make me change the stage I'm in. FORCE ME TO RETURN TO THE TITLE SCREEN!

I'll also be scheduling some bonus streams later of various levels of pain based on how much we raise.

If we raise $50, I'll do a cheap crowd control stream of Zelda: Link to the Past Randomizer. And by cheap, I mean every effect will start off costing 10 coins (though it will increase with repeated use, and then take some time to cool back down to costing 10 coins). But you'll also still get the usual 200 free coins every 30 minutes. (I expect I'll never know what button does what).

At $100, I'll schedule a Curse Crackers 100% Speedrun. I have not tried this category before, but this will end up being a minimum of a 5 hour single segment run where I have to get every rose and every medal in the game. (Spark bracelet save me...)

And at $200 and beyond, I will be doing a 4 hour stream of nothing but Mentor Roulette in Final Fantasy XIV. For those unfamiliar, Mentor roulette can queue for almost ANYTHING in the game (except for Savage fights). So I have no idea what I might be dropped into. But... there is a good chance I'll get A TON of ARR Extreme Trials. And every $50 beyond $200 will add an extra hour onto the stream! (...it may need to be split into multiple streams if you all go insane with the donations)

VTuber Avatar art created by Kiwi's Corner (Twitter / VGen)

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[giselleanderson]

Join Ronald McDonald House Charities of Norfolk for a wildly fun day at the Virginia Zoo!

Ticket prices include all day admission to the Zoo. So, bring your family and friends and enjoy more than 700 animals!

The Zoo opens daily at 9:30am. Join us at the Pavilion noon to 3pm.

Have lunch at one of three food trucks serving pizza, tacos, or BBQ. Mom and dad can enjoy wine or beer and children can grab water or soft drinks.

We will have a Costume Contest for children aged 12 and under & families.

Silent Auction & Raffle

The BEST thing about the event is you are helping to keep families together and close to the care they need when they have a sick child.

Purchase Tickets- https://rmhcnorfolk.org/red-shoe-at-the-zoo-buy-tickets/

[canirove]

Mason Mount Imagine | seven

Author's note: I hadn't written an imagine in ages, but yesterday after seeing these gifs of Mason at that charity event the other day I got inspired, and here we are 😁 Hopefully this will give me the last push I need to finish my next story, who also happens to be about Mason 👀 As always, I hope you like it, and thank you for reading! 💜 Little summary: Your dad works at a chairty auction and has asked you to be his plus one. You expect to bore yourself to death, but a cute guy with a dimple has other plans 👀 (Female reader/pov)

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“Dad, do I really have to go?”

“Yes, honey. You must.”

“But it is going to be so boring…” I complain. “What am I going to do at an auction full of old people?”

“Thank you for the compliment” he chuckles. “But you will be supporting your father after months of hard work. And there will be young people too.”

“Sure” I snort.

“There will be. Now c'mon, I can't be late.”

“But…”

“Chop, chop, honey.”

“Ok, fine” I sigh. “Just promise me you won't call me honey in front of everyone.”

“I won't” he smiles, opening the door of our house. “You look beautiful, by the way.”

“Thank you, dad. But I feel like I may rip this dress any moment now” I say as I walk past him, crossing all my fingers so it actually doesn't happen, and I end up making a fool of myself in front of all his work colleagues and some of the richest people in the city. 

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“Ok, this is your seat, hon… Your seat” my dad smiles after I give him a murderous look. 

“Aren't you sitting down with me?”

“I still have to take care of a bunch of things.”

“Are you leaving me alone? And surrounded by strangers?”

“You'll be fine, honey” he chuckles. “I promise I'll come and have a drink with you. Now try to have some fun.”

“But dad…” I start, not being able to finish my complaint since he is already gone. "Great" I sigh.

“So, do you come here often?” someone says, taking the empty seat next to mine.

“I beg your pardon?” I say, turning around to face the owner of that voice. 

“That was bad, wasn't it?” he laughs.

“Worse” I say, my eyes fixed on him. On the cutest guy I have ever laid eyes on. 

He is wearing a classic black suit with a black tie, nothing too shocking. But paired with the smile on his face and the dimple on his left cheek… wow. Simply wow.

“What are you doing at an event like this, tho?” he asks me. “I wasn't expecting to meet anyone younger than 50” he chuckles, his dimple showing once again. Is it possible to fall in love with something like that? Because I think I just have.

“My dad convinced to come as his plus one and support him tonight.”

“Is he part of the auction?” 

“He is the guy running around like a headless chicken to make sure everything is ok” I laugh, looking at him when he suddenly shows up running up and down the stage.

“Martin?”

“Yep, that's him. Do you know him?”

“I do. He is a really nice guy.”

“I may be a bit biased here… But he is, yes” I smile. “He has put so much work and sleepless nights into today's auction… Like, I don't know how many coffees I made for him while he tried to convince this football player to be part of it.”

“A football player?”

“Yeah, a super famous one, I can't remember his name. He kept telling my dad that he was super busy with other commitments” I snort. “What commitments could have a guy who makes a living from kicking a ball? Spending lots of money in ugly clothes just because they have a certain logo, and buying huge cars?”

“Don't forget about the ugly haircuts and tattoos” he chuckles.

“That too.”

“Aren't you into football, then?”

“Nah, not my thing. What about you?” I ask him, finally daring to look him in the eyes. Which is a big mistake, because even in the kind of dark light of the room, I can see that he has the most beautiful brown eyes ever. Eyes that are currently giving me a mischievous look I can't understand. 

“Not my thing either. Footballers are a bunch of twats” he says, making me laugh. “Anyway... I know we just met, but I'm gonna need your help with something.”

“Mine?”

“Yours” he says with a smile that matches the look on his eyes. “I'm about to be auctioned.”

“You what?”

“It sounds bad if you say it like that, but people are basically going to bid money to have a personal experience with me.”

“That isn't making it sound any better.”

“Oh, you dirty mind” he smirks, making my cheeks start to burn. Thank God he can't notice with the low light. Or can he? “But some people here may be expecting that kind of experience. Earlier I overheard a couple of women talking about me and looking at me in a way that… Well. You can imagine.”

“I don't blame them, tho” I say, speaking before thinking.

“Thank you” he smiles, that dimple I'm definitely in love with showing in all its glory. “So, what I need you to do, is to win my auction.”

“What? With which money?”

“Mine.”

“What?” I say again. “Is that allowed?”

“I don't think so. But since it is for charity, I think your dad can look the other way and allow it. What do you say? Will you win this for me? I promise you you will have the best date ever.”

“A date?” I say, almost choking with my own words.

“Unless you have a partner and I'm making things weird.”

“No, no. There is no one” I quickly say, my cheeks burning once again, and especially when I notice how I've made him smile.

“Great” he says. “It'll be very easy. They will say a number and you…”

“I know how an auction works.”

“Yes, of course. Of course you do” he apologizes. “Will you do it, then? Pretty please?” he pouts, making me focus on his lips. Lips that look so kissable and so…

“Fine, I will” I sigh, giving up and focusing on a different part of his face. But even his hair looks attractive.

“Thank you” he smiles once again, kissing my cheek. “And that's my cue, I have to go. Don't worry about the amount of money, ok? I can pay whatever they offer.”

“Ok” I nod, my brain still thinking about the feeling of his lips on my cheek, on how my skin tingles.

“And you have number 19 on your bidding paddle, that's my lucky one. Everything will work out, you'll see.”

“Yes” I nod again. 

“See you in a bit” he winks before leaving our table and me trying to understand everything I'm feeling and that just happened.

“And now for our next bidding… Mr. Mason Mount, Manchester United player and football star!” a voice announces from the stage.

“What?” I say, snapping out of whatever is going on with me and focusing on the guy walking up the stage. “No way” I gasp.

It's him. The cute boy with the dimple who just convinced me to bid for him and win this auction… It's Mason freaking Mount. The football player my dad spent hours trying to convince to attend tonight. The one I basically called a twat to his face.

“Remember that the winner will get to enjoy a personal experience with Mr. Mount. Not that type of experience...” the auctioneer chuckles as some women start giggling. “Are we ready? We'll begin with £1,000.”

The moment he says that number, a bunch of bidding paddles are raised. 

“Ok, what about £2,000? Does anyone offer £2,000?”

More paddles around me. People definitely are eager to spend some time with him, with Mason. And once again, I don't blame them.

I've spent five minutes with him, and you could say they have been some of the best five minutes of my life. And not because of how handsome and cute he is or because I'm in love with his dimple. There is something about him, about the way he talks, looks and listens to you, that makes you feel… I don't know. Comfortable.

“What about… £5,000!”

Still the same amount of paddles. No one is giving up. And it keeps being like that as the number keeps going up and up until it makes it to…

“£50,000! Does anyone offer £50,000?” 

People start whispering among themselves, trying to decide if they should make an offer or not. And then, a blonde woman raises her bidding paddle. 

“We have an offer! Anyone else?” the auctioneer says.

That woman is going to win, and Mason doesn't seem to be too happy about it. The look he is giving me from the stage is saying it all, and also reminding me that I should be bidding for him too.

“And we have another offer!” the auctioneer says when I raise my paddle, Mason smiling from ear to ear while my dad looks at me as if I've grown another head.

“What the hell?” he mouths.

“Trust me” I say back.

“Ok, what about £51,000? Does anyone offer £51,000? Ladies?”

Once again, I can feel Mason's eyes fixed on me.

“And we have £51,000 from the lady in the back!” the auctioneer announces when I raise my paddle, everyone in the room looking my way. “£51,000 at one… £51,000 at two… £51,000 at three! We have a winner!” he says, hitting his little hammer so loud that I can feel it in my bones, Mason pointing in my direction with a smile that could make anyone's knees feel like jelly. Dear God, what did I just do? 

“Honey, what did you just do? Are you drunk?” my dad says, suddenly showing up next to me.

“I can explain everything, I swear.”

“Miss, could you please join us on stage?” the auctioneer says.

“You better. Now let's go, they are waiting for you.”

“But dad, wait. I can't. I can't go in there.”

“You won the auction, honey. You must go up there” he says, helping me get up.

“Dad, I can't. I…” And then, I hear it. The back of my dress ripping. “Dad!” But he isn't listening, already dragging me to the stage where Mason is waiting.

“Please let's give a round of applause for this young lady!” the auctioneer says.

“Thank you for… Hey, are you ok?” Mason says as he takes my hand and helps me up the stage.

“I'm pretty sure I just ripped the back of my dress” I say while everyone claps.

“Oh, shit” he says, looking at my back. “I'll help you, don't worry.”

“Do you have magical fingers?” I say with a nervous laugh. “Like fingers that can sew” I quickly add after seeing the smirk on his face.

“I do have magical fingers, and among other things, they can do this” Mason says, putting his hand on my back to make sure the dress doesn't open, the feeling making me gasp. 

“Thank you very much for your generosity, Miss” the auctioneer says, unaware of everything that is going on. “We hope you enjoy your time with Mr. Mount.”

“Thank you” I manage to say, my brain only being able to focus on Mason's hand on my back, on one of his fingers touching my skin. I'm pretty sure he can feel it burning.

“Now, onto our next bid!” he announces as we leave the stage, my dad already waiting for us. 

“What have you done, honey? £51,000! We don't have that money!”

“But I do, Martin. I asked her to bid for me” Mason explains. “Here, put this on” he says, taking off his jacket and putting it around my shoulders. “This should help cover the back of your dress.”

“Thank you” I mutter, missing the feeling of his hand and especially that one finger on my back. Though it doesn't last long. He is so close to me while helping me with his jacket, that I can smell his perfume all around me, and it smells so good… 

“What do you mean you asked her to bid for you?” my dad asks, completely ignoring that I may be melting.

“I didn't want one of those women to win. I don't trust them, to be honest” he chuckles. “And this is for charity, isn't it? It should not matter if the money comes from me or them.”

“I guess, yes. But…”

“Martin? We need you” someone says behind my dad.

“Yes, of course” he tells them. “We'll continue this conversation later” he says, looking first at Mason and then at me. 

“That went well” he chuckles as we watch my dad walk away.

“Did it?”

“It did. They now have £51,000 they will definitely put to good use, I am free from that woman, and you just got yourself a personal experience with Mason Mount” he smiles.

“Hasn't all this been an experience already?”  

“It definitely has, yes” he chuckles. “But the one I'm offering you will be more enjoyable. We could go shopping for ugly and very expensive clothes” he says with a teasing smile.

“I could actually do with a new dress seeing that this one… Well. It has seen better days.” 

“You look beautiful, tho.”

“Thank you” I mutter, looking down and starting to play with one of the buttons on his jacket to hide that my face is about to burst into flames. “Sorry about what I said earlier, by the way.”

“About what?”

“About calling you a twat.”

“I called myself a twat, you didn't. And if someone has to apologize, that should be me for not telling you who I really was.”

“I guess...”

“I think this makes it a tie in the apologies department. Don't you agree… honey?”

“I beg your pardon?” I say, finally daring to look him in the face.

“Ok, ok. Forget that I said that” he laughs. “The look you just gave me is scary as hell.”

“You deserve it. That is my dad's nickname, and no one else can use it. Sometimes not even him.” Like tonight, for example.

“I'm sorry. I truly am” Mason says, getting serious. “I just thought it was really cute.”

“When you are a kid, maybe. But I'm not five anymore.”

“I'm sorry” he says again. “I guess I'll have to think of a good nickname for our date. Something that doesn't sound too childish and that…”

“Wait, wait, wait” I interrupt him. “Our date?”

“Or personal experience, call it what you want” he shrugs.

“Are we actually doing it?”

“Of course we are. You paid for it, didn't you?”

“You paid for it” I correct him.

“Small details” he replies. “But you and I are going on a date, and I promise you it is gonna be an experience you won't forget” Mason says, taking my hand on his and kissing it, the way he is looking at me when he does it, plus the smile on his face (dimple included) and the feeling of his lips on my skin, making me feel things I can't explain.

I'm going out on a date with Mason Mount. The Mason Mount. A freaking football star.

And oh... my God.

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Authors note: I know some of you may now be like, I need a part 2, I need to know what do they do on that date! 😅 But I've run out of ideas, so if you can think of something they could do or where they could go, let me know and I'll try to write something. Though I can't promise anything.

[crazycatgirl420]

Gotham's Black Rose

Sam is Bruce's daughter part 4

Sam threw herself into the city. After moving to Gotham she planned to drown her thoughts in exhaustion so she wouldn't have to think. There was plenty to do anyway so it's not like it was difficult to do.

She enrolled Ellie into a Gotham prep daycare, attended classes at Gotham Academy, after school she volunteered at an animal shelter, found small businesses to shop at or patron, dragged Danny to parts of the city in need of a miracle idea, then on weekends she went to Galas and Chairty events as Miss Manson.

Adopted or not, she was still an Heiress and she would use her adopted parents money for good causes.

This planned worked out until a month into life in Gotham. Danny was home with Ellie, Tucker was her date to the monthly Wayne Gala. Sam has almost succeeded in forgetting who her biological father was until she was standing face-to-face with him.

Bruce Wayne. Sam couldn't see much of a resemblance but...her natural hair and eye color were obvious. Ears were a maybe, she never really paid that much attention to her ears unless she was getting them pierced. Maybe height, she was nearly the same height as him as she shook his hand and greeted him.

He painted his nails blue with bats on them. Don't think too much about it, Gotham was full of Batman fans since Batman has been Gotham's Vigilante for decades. But wouldn't being a fan of such a gothic fist of vengeance imply one is also Goth? Or supportive of the gothic lifestyle?

"Are you alright miss?" Bruce Wayne asked.

"No, I'm goth," Sam said. She blinked, blushed under her sparkling makeup, and dragged her boyfriend to a wall.

"Nice meeting you Mister Wayne!" Tucker said, waving at him with a grin.

[shmowder]

Yeah marrying pathologic characters is fun and all but what about divorcing them? Just how petty would an ex-husband Daniil be.

Maybe it was his long overnight stays at Thanatica which was the final straw for you to hand it the divorce papers, or maybe it was a bunch of little disagreements that piled up until you decided enough was enough.

Whatever the reason was, your ex-husband never forgets nor forgives. Each time the two of you would coincidentally end up in the same social event or gatherings, he'd feign forgetfulness and still refer to you with the last name 'Dankovsky' before staring you in the eyes then correcting himself and offering a dry apology.

He's totally over it. What do you mean petty? Him? Never. He just doesn't get why you're suddenly so eager to attend to all of these gatherings when you used to complain whenever he took you to Thanatica's chairty events and networking parties. What's he doing here? Well, that's just none of your business, is it? Yeah, he never liked them either, but... something urgent came up, and now he's here.

Ex-husband Daniil, who's totally not bitter when you let other people flirt with you, especially when they get into your personal space and think they have the right to whisper in your ear so openly. Or maybe that's what you like? After all, Daniil was the perfect gentleman, or so he thought. Opening the doors for you, lending you his coat whenever it was windy, bringing your favourite treats after working overtime at the labs. And sure, his tone may have been less than ideal, not to mention his attitude, but his actions are what matters, right?

He'd scoff, walking up to them and rudely interrupting the intimate moment. Eyeing their arm wrapped around your waist with disgust, making his annoyance clear to the other person while hiding his insults under the pretence of a normal conversation.

What? He's not being unreasonable. He's just fascinated by their clothes and wants to know who was the mad tailor.

Actually, what are their qualifications? Any degrees? Which college did they attend?

Calmly sipping on his glass while keeping a civilised appearance as the other person gets more and more annoyed by his proding by the minute until they snap and storm off. Daniil feigning innocence as other people mumble around about how rude that person was to behave this way while talking to one of Thanatica's lead researchers.

Now, if the two of you end up at the same town during the events of the game? It's the closest Daniil has ever gotten to believing in fate. All he has to do is cure this plague, so you'll realise just how important his job is and that he wasn't neglecting you on purpose... and maybe get a second chance. But he'll never admit it out loud, but how about the two of you work together? Maybe you can help him focus... you know, like you did during his college days, maybe even stay in the same room?

You want to work alone? Are you insane? Did you go senile after the divorce? Whatever moment of softness he may have shown when trying to get you back is immediately washed away by his infamous venomous tongue, reminding you of why exactly you wanted a divorce in the first place. Fine, go walk to your death! He doesn't... goddammit, he deeply cares. Listen, at least come see him each morning so he is sure you aren't in danger. It is mandatory.

Daniil, who sends you a letter each time you make progress in finding more information about the plague, saying what you're doing is meaningless and stupid. It's especially worse if you decide to help the Haruspex make a panacea or encourage Clara's antics and believe in her powers. He's criticising your every step, writing it down on paper, and then mailing it directly to you. Addressing you by the same endearment names in his letters when the two of you were still together, "To my dearest love." Signing his obnoxious name at the bottom each time, "Yours forever, Daniil."

Having the audacity to still invite you over to show off his progress on the vaccine at the end of the letter. He still takes your account when buying groceries or rationing immunity pills and antibiotics, making sure to leave them in a package at the front of your doorstep if he's too busy to drop by. Ex-husband Daniil, who gets more irritated with your stubbornness, the more dire the situation in town gets, with danger lurking everywhere you're still the sole person at the front of his mind. Who tries to make a deal with the Kains or Alexander Block for a way to get you on a train and far off from this town.

[threedaycharter]

Thinking about a Carmen San Diego MBS AU...

Kate Wetherall has grown up on L.I.V.E. island for all her short life. She's been raised to be the perfect thief. However, one day she receives a message in Morse code from a boy living on the mainland, suggesting that her idyllic life of crime may not be all that it seems...

oh my goodness.... oh my goodness....

i absolutely loved the 2019 adaptation of carmen sandiego, and it honestly could pair so nicely with MBS!!! personally imagining martina as tigress...

actually, with the little VILE operative group, can see martina/tigress, sq/crackle, jackson & jillson/le cherve & el topo...

martina & sheena just generally have that same vibe. they're both pretty snarky, sassy, and dedicated to being the best. also, the little rivalry between carmen and tigress reflects pretty well upon kate and martina!

with sq, i find a lot of people (including myself) love the sort of sibling relationship the society could've had in regards to sq, especially considering in show-verse sq and constance being canonical cousins. i've always loved the relationship between carmen and gray, and always get the feels when i encounter the clip of carmen calling him the "brother she never had" or something along those lines <3. also imagining the post-mind-wipe gray focused episode (2.07, i believe!) where he's working in the opera house... that but instead of the opera house it would be an art gallery, maybe. instead of controlling the lights, sq is getting the society (team red) information on different works in a bigger, mainstream museum. some kind of treasure hunt, maybe? clues lead to information puzzle or something of the sort. kate posing as some sort of chairty leader with some sort of art installation charity piece in reflection to carmens charity leader using ballet as a charity event (i'm pretty sure thats how that episode went, but it's been a while since i watched LOL).

with jackson and jillson, they kind of have that same attached-at-the-hip feel of jean-paul and antonio, of course with the main difference of their relationship being familial while le cherve and el topo are more up-to-interpretation (though very implied to be dating). they're both just amazing duos who look out for each other, which i think is sweet.

with your mention of morse code... i would assume sticky takes the place of player :)

reynie and constance!! as zack and ivy!! makes me wonder what they got into that life of thievery for... maybe not racing, but something with similar stakes. would have to think about that.

kate!!!! looking for her dad!!! her mom being the one who was VILE faculty, and milligan being the one she reunites with in the end.

would the society adults be ACME? would the institute adults be VILE? or even, would the younder institute folks (martina, sq, jackson, jillson, etc.) even be working for VILE? would any of them be apart of interpol instead? or even, would some of the society be in interpol instead? there are so many options to think on...

obviously, nothing would be perfectly character-for-character, but it's fun to think about where each character would stand in the sense of what they stand for!

in the original case; martina being that rival, sticky being the go-to source of information, reynie and constance being able to be a close source of support, and so on! or even in alternate cases, maybe reynie takes the part of julia and ends up being there for kate as a believer-- as julia is the believer in the good of carmen. maybe its constance! maybe it's sticky, and reynie or constance or whomever else is sending the morse code! super fun to think about !! :3

[thekeeperofdreams]

i moved into a new house with the fam yesterday and when i wake up, im SLAPPED WITH NEW CONTENT?! NEW SURVIVORS, A HUNTER, COSTUMES, CHAIRTY EVENTS?! COOL ANIMATKONS?! IM SO TIRES BUT MY BRAIN IS SO HAPPY

[wingedhorrors]

Commissioned the amazing @/steamed.eggs on instagram to draw Kerry and my V as otters for their chairty event for rosa the sea otter!!! Look how cute ;w;

[a-student-out-of-time]

Well let's not be silly about this guys, though given Ayato's perception of humor that's debatable. Hello Mr. Nijiue, we are the Anons and we are with the various VIP guests that your beautiful and humble wife has invited over for this Chairty Event. Word tells us its gonna be a great time.

Why thank you, but you don’t need to lay it on so thick.

We all know Emina loves to brag, don’t we?

I mean, true.

And she’s earned it. She’s a hard-worker, ain’t she?

Certainly seems that way...

You know, correct me if I’m wrong, Nijiue-san, but I was under the impression you held some pretty traditional values.

I do, yes. I know a lot of progressives aren’t fond of it, but that’s on them.

May I ask why?

Simple: nobody appreciates the value of hard work nowadays. What they care about are the benefits of having a title, but they don’t want to put in the work.

And maybe that’s where you and I differ, Koizumi-chan: people nowadays don’t care to think about suffering. They want comfort, easy access to everything, all the rough edges on everything smoothed down.

Makin’ this whole generation weak, turning men in to sissies.

Hell, sometimes it feels like I have four daughters. Jiro needs to man the hell up already.

And what’s your idea of “manning up?” He’s a great artist, isn’t he?

Of course he is, but he needs to put some muscle! Quit acting like a f-

Frail little kid. Especially with what he needs to do.

What does he need to do?

Obviously, he needs to be ready to take over the family.

[creat1veindustry]

Sue ryder was the next shop we went to, its a chairty shop that runs across the uk. The shop we went to was located on Goodramgate Street in York

The shop sold anything they got donated, the shop had a range of prices from 0.50p to £100 (no maximum or minimum price limit) yet the prices for the clothes were obviously very discounted. It sold mens aswell as womens clothing (evening wear, vintage, dressing gowns, everyday wear) aswell as cds, books, jewellery etc

They get promotion from tv promotion and flyer funds, the customer service was good and a good cause of metal health support. The display was very good and everything was set into categories such as; mens,women casual wear, vintage and expensive “event wear” dresses.

[nhlovesadri3]

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[voidfell]

The Bodyswap episode is so good actually but all I can focus on his Cody sulking next to his uncle while the guy prattles on and on at a chairty event. The way Cody's natural instinct is to always hide things from Darius even before the turtles got there (he can't even explain why he just bone deep instinctually knew not to tell Darius abt the time window even when it was just in development.) and how he's fully aware Darius has shit vibes but always justifies it with "He's always been good to ME though" like its so obvious Cody has good instincts about people. But Darius was his only family before the guys and it shows. He literally calls the guys the closest thing to family he has in the first episode, because even subconciously theres this huge distance between him and Darius and he loves Serling but clearly they havent put the father-son label on their obvious father-son dynamic.