#I honestly couldn't resist

[risestarkiss]

On His Own Terms

Rise Ramblings #2

In my post, “This Whole Situation,” I discuss how Donnie doesn’t see himself or his mutation as something that needs to be hidden away. He wears clothes when he's out and about, and that’s about it. However, as turtlemen in the middle of NYC, sometimes they need to actually wear disguises. So, what does Donnie do in those cases?

Old ladies? Well, that’s a choice. And the way Leo phrased the question is interesting as well.

“Why do you always make us dress up as old ladies.”

This means that every time it’s up to Donnie to choose the disguise, it’s not up for discussion. They’re going to be old ladies. Period.

But the most interesting part of this scene is Donatello's answer to Leo's question.

You would think that blending in would be the main goal, but no. Donnie’s main goal with his chosen disguise is: comfort. He’s not willing to sacrifice his own comfort just to make other people comfortable with his presence.

He’ll wear a disguise if he must, but only on his own terms.

And I’m happy that he can set his boundary and stick to it.

Never change, Donnie, never change…

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…Does anyone else see Leo’s old lady drip?! Where did he get those pearls from? Forget the pearls, where did he get the pantyhose? Did he style his own wig? How long did it take for him to put on his makeup? What color eyeshadow is that? Look at those lashes! Look at those bazongas! He put so much work into his fit, no wonder he received a compliment.

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

one point perspective, columbiahalle 25-05-2018 🖤

[sparxyv]

Happy (belated 🥲) Birthday to Lyla and Jae! 💛🖤

Lyla Estaris and her lovely otter patronus, belonging to @keri-mcberry 🥰

+ cutie Park Jae-Won belonging to @lamieboo ! 🫠

I PRAY I DID THEM BOTH JUSTICE 🙏🙏 i may have rushed a bit towards the end, i wanted to get this out on time but i've been busy 🥲🥲

take this as a little token of appreciation for unintentionally giving me motivation to draw again 💜

milena wishing them a happy birthday as well 😘

[babychosen]

the urge to put on aoaoaoa in the background while i'm at work but the need to be able to see angela's face when she's talking... the biggest dilemma known to man

[lovelydrusilla]

you know it had to be done

The Mentalist + Barbie (2023) Posters

[lush-specimen]

[ooachilliaoo]

Templar Talk

Her eyes snapped open, every muscle tensed and straining, a cold sweat breaking out all over her body. Terror suffused her frame as the roar of the archdemon still seemed to echo in her head.

Breathing once, twice, she catalogued the by-now familiar sight of tent canvas around her, the presence of her armour and blades nearby, the rough feeling of her bedroll.

She was safe. She was in camp.

It was a dream. Just a dream.

Somehow, no matter how often she told herself that – that neither the darkspawn nor the archdemon could harm her in the Fade – the fact that she knew that the dreams were at least somewhat real made it all seem like cold comfort.

Senses on alert as they were, she heard the rustling just outside her tent, even though the noise was very faint. Reflexively, she found herself reaching for the hilt of her dagger.

“Er… Liss?”

For the second time in as many minutes, she found herself breathing a sigh of relief.

“Alistair?”

“Um… yes? Sorry. It sounded like you were having another nightmare. I, um… made tea. If you… if you want some.”

In the privacy of her tent, she couldn’t help but smile at his sweetness. If memory served, he had been the one on watch tonight and she was very glad for it. He was the only one who understood what it was like to dream of darkspawn. The only one who she could be honest with about how much it drained her.

There could be no returning to sleep after such a dream, so it was an easy decision to throw a blanket around her shoulders and crawl out of her tent to join him by the fire.

He grinned as she approached, stirring the tea in the pot.

“Bad one?” he asked as she settled herself back against a nearby log.

She shrugged. “No worse than usual.”

He nodded, and they lapsed into silence. It could have been a peaceful one. They were usually so comfortable in each other’s presence, and the night was so quiet and still, the stars in abundance swirling above them. But the sheen of cold sweat lingered on her brow, and the memory of the dream hovered too close to her awareness to let her properly relax.

“So,” she started, filling the silence in order to keep the memory of the archdemon’s roar at bay. “I wondered, why have you remained a templar if you hate the Chantry so much?”

He grinned and passed her a steaming mug of tea as they both stretched out before the fire.

“Have you seen the uniform?” he quipped, the sentence alone quirking her lips in a smile. “It’s not only stylish, but well-made. I’m a sucker for good tailoring.”

Read the rest on AO3

[blitzbuckz]

Stolas: do it puuuussy

DUDE ME MATIES SHIVER ME TIMBERS THOROUGHLY SHIVERED I'M SOPPING WET AND UR VOICE IS ASMR TO ME

[little-peril-stories]

sipofsnips 9/28: save

“You think you’re saving me. You can’t save me like this.”

The Queen of Lies

[icarusbetide]

welcome back alexander hamilton and john adams

the holdovers but it's just these two shits being forced to spend christmas together. hamilton feeling bad for adams' terrible social skills and realizing oh- oh this guy has issues, ok. adams learning more about hamilton's fucked up childhood and thinking oopss sorry about all the letters i sent about you that explicitly mocked you for your fucked up childhood!

[lambcow]

[tired-old-men]

🌙Post spooky sleep 🧡 [Go Back] ‣[Bonus] [End]

[naomiknight-17]

Survived cardiac rehab day one

Fucking drenched in sweat and exhausted

They are trying to kill me

[nelkey]

Yesterday I was looking through my repertoire of musical songs with the lyrics turned into fandom versions that I sometimes come up with.

Honestly, they've been hidden in my phone for way too long, and I wanna share them. Problem is, I don't know which one to start with so I thought maybe I could ask to see if there was some interest

[llycaons]

the most intimate companion to his heart....each loves the other as his own soul. they know each other...they were CREATED to be each other's equals...I'm such a sucker for those dynamics. does anyone want to talk about the gilgamesh/enkidu and wangxian parallels

[transingthoseformers]

All I can say about that fic is that we need more fics of Optimus being sheer, unrelentingly horny for Megatron.

You're right, entirely right. I feel like this is one of those things that until recently fanfiction didn't explore as much (oh or I'm wrong)

And, with your help, we can make Optimus even more down bad for Megatron! Just call here at 555-101-FRAG, and support megop :)