#and it's gonna be like this until April...

[blueberri-blu]

𝙷𝚒𝚒!! 𝙸 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛! 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍! ⭐^⭐

(𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚕𝚎-) 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚃𝚖𝚗𝚝 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟸 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 (𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚡 𝙵! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)... 𝚂𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙶𝙷𝙷 𝙸'𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝!! ❤~❤ (𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝟷��:𝟺𝟼𝚙𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙻𝙾𝙻)

Aaaah Hi!!! Thank you so much ^^ I'm glad you like my writing!

Y E S ! soft but smug Raph is to die for!! This is an awesome idea! Thank you so much for your ask! I loved writing this! (I too had a cuteness overload thinking of it)

Gentle ✿⑅⁠˖

[2012]Raph x gn!reader

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You and Raph had been dating for a couple months, meaning you going into Raph's room by yourself was normal

When you got to the lair, it was oddly quiet, remembering that Raph had let you know they were gonna take a little longer on their patrol tonight, something about Donnie wanting to find a second centrifuge

You made your way to his room, hoping to snuggle into some of his blankets while you wait for him

Raph had mentioned Chompy before, but anytime you came over, Chompy seemed to be hidden in blankets to keep warm

However, this time is different, as you cuddled up near Raph's bed with a warm blanket, Chompy came up and settled in your lap.

You played with him, and talked to him, about Raph, school, life, everything

You could tell why Raph calmed down when he was with Chompy, Chompy had this.. aura, like he was actually listening and understanding you

You played with him for awhile more, until your eyes grew heavier than you could handle, so you moved Chompy and yourself to Raph's bed

It didn't take long for you two to fall asleep, you faced the wall, with Chompy huddled between your stomach

After a tiring night of covering Donnie, Leo barking orders at him, and Mikey only making his patience shorter, all he wanted was to cuddle up in bed with you

It was rare for him to show you an even softer side of him, his rough exterior covered a more outwardly, but subtle form of him caring and loving you, but beneath that, he would make googly eyes at you, almost matching Donnie and his crush on April

And Raph prided himself on being able to control this side of him, only allowing the closest of his friends, and you, to see him like this

However, as he walked into his room, he could hear his heart pounding in his ears

There you were, asleep, hair a bit messy from tossing and turning, all while Chompy was in his little round position stop your chest, rising and falling with your slow and steady breaths

Raph couldn't help but smile, he was now watching you two from his bedside, taking in the calming beauty of it all

He didn't know how long he had been staring at you, but you seemed to stir in your sleep, raising your hand to Raph's side of the bed, seeing if he was there yet. You opened your eyes only to see Raph with a smug grin on his face. You huffed "Are you just gonna stare or are you gonna join me and our kid?" Raph's heart fluttered even more, but listened to you and got comfortable.

Raph laid his head under your arm, on your shoulder, petting Chompy with one hand, and holding your hand in the other, appreciating the presence of the two beings who seemed to understand him on a level no one else could

By morning, all three of you were still cuddled up, and when Leo went to see where the red clad turtle was, he couldn't help but snicker at the sight, silently calling for his other brothers, they took pictures of you three

But, as usual, Mikey couldn't contain his excitement, and with one of his squeals, woke you and raph up

Raph was... Furious, chasing Mikey down, screaming at him to delete the evidence

You chuckled at their shenanigans, finding it even funnier when Leo sighed and rolled his eyes, ready to act like their Mother Hen.

Little did you know, Raph actually saved one of the pictures, and now has it hidden in his closet, like the softie he is <3

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I absolutely loved this idea ^^ I am a sucker for soft Raph ♡

[malachitezmeyka]

I don't mind snow. I really don't. Snow as a concept may actually be my favourite part of winter

What I DO mind is when snow falls, half melts and turns into black ice. Especially with how clumsy and flat-footed I am already

Or, in other words, the snow fell only four days ago and I already slipped. My tailbone is not surviving the winter

[nyaskitten]

Found this on the wiki but there's nothing on Lego's channel 😭😭😭 THEY'RE KEEPING ENGLISH CINDER AWAY FROM ME 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[moonlit-minuet]

Voltron posting in the year of our lord 2024? It's more likely than you think

[amphibiangeorgerussel]

who up crocheting

[mnty-bubblegmyum]

"is that a cellular device I see during educational hours 🤓☝️" "[DEAD NAME] PUT THAT PHONE AWAY" [DEAD NAME] HAS THEIR PHONE OUT" LEAVE ME ALONEEEEE 😣😣☹️☹️☹️

[violetsareblue-selfships]

Hm, I don't normally do one of these, so I thought why not lol pretty sure these are relatively obvious given my potential f/os (but I'm also not really wanting to hide who is who.

[darlingpoppet]

Snippet Saturday—Where The Dead Forget Chapter 8

I’ve been banging away at this chapter for the last month or so, but it’s another doozy so I’m thinking it’ll take at least another month or so before it’s finally ready. In the meantime, here is the first 1k in somewhat decent condition. Something a bit light-hearted for once!

It was summer when Achilles and Patroclus left Mount Pelion and returned home to Phthia, well before the cold season. Their homecoming had been planned just a few days out from Achilles’ next birthday. It was to be particularly auspicious that year, for it was the one in which he would come of age, and at last be named a man. Those intermittent days therefore were ones of transition, as the two of them re-acclimated to palace life after their idyllic, isolated lifestyle on the mountain.

The morning on the eve of Achilles’ birthday found them in bed together, listening to the ambience of the ocean that they had long missed, the sound drifting into the airless room on a cool breeze from the window. Their bodies were joined in a careless tangle of limbs, still slick with sweat and heavy with warmth after lovemaking. Achilles’ face was buried in the hollow of Patroclus’ throat—he hummed softly as Patroclus cradled the back of his head, stroking him gently.

“The sun is rising higher and growing hot,” Patroclus remarked. “It will make drills miserable if we tarry much longer.”

His skin was beaded with moisture, but Achilles made no effort to move away—instead nestling closer into his heat, the smell of him, his beating pulse, all around him.

“Then perhaps we ought to forego them just for today,” he said. “I could not possibly move from this spot—not even if Lord Poseidon himself were to open up a fissure underneath the palace right at this moment and bring it all crashing down.”

Patroclus’ laugh rumbled against Achilles’ ear. He lifted Achilles’ head, bringing their faces close, and the sound muffled against Achilles’ lips. There was a fond lilt even in his reproach:

“What is this? Of all the things in the entire world, I did not think it were possible for my Achilles to forsake something so important as his drills.”

Achilles only clung tighter to Patroclus in response, so that he could not pull away from him—though Patroclus did not bother to try.

“Oh, can I not have a lie-in, just this once? I will be a man grown in one day’s time… I should be allowed to indulge in the careless leisure of boyhood one last time. The only spear I wish to practice with today is this one.” Achilles slipped a mischievous hand down in between Patroclus’ thighs. His companion gasped softly, and then chuckled, pressing his own hand against Achilles’, so that he might stay his movements.

“Have mercy, please,” he crooned, playfully beseeching. “I cannot hope to keep up with appetites blessed by divinity. At least give us a few more minutes of rest.”

“You would not stop me, then? I thought you would be displeased by your lazy prince.”

Patroclus extracted Achilles’ hand, placing it instead onto a jutting hipbone at his side. He pressed their hips against one another, their bodies now fully flush. Then, wrapping his arms around Achilles, it felt as though there wasn’t any one part of them that wasn’t touching. Achilles shivered at the feeling, despite the shared heat between them.

“Your entire existence is a continuous blessing,” Patroclus murmured into his mouth. “There is nothing that you could ever do that would possibly displease me.”

Some time later, when their growling stomachs became too insistent to ignore and at last roused them from bed, Achilles and Patroclus were passing through a corridor when they encountered Master Phoinix. The old man seemed in a hurry, rounding a corner with some speed and a sense of purpose. He stopped suddenly upon spotting the boys.

“Ah, there you are,” he said. “We did not see you at breakfast, and so your father began to wonder where you had gone off to. I had just been sent to go fetch you.”

“What does my father want?” Achilles asked.

“He has received tidings that he wishes to share with you both. He waits for you now.”

Master Phoinix turned around and began striding back in the direction he came; the boys follow him. After a moment, he turned his head around to look askance at them, and his steps slowed so that he could walk alongside them.

“Why Patroclus,” the old man said with a paternal air. “You appear rather out of sorts. Are you well?”

The question caused Patroclus’ still tinted colors to deepen. As if paranoid he had forgotten himself, he hastily smoothed down his tunic, checking the fastenings, and combed his fingers through his hair.

“Yes, sir,” he answered stiffly as he fussed.

Master Phoinix did not appear to be satisfied by this. He eyed Achilles sternly.

“Has Achilles been taking you along with him for early spear practice again?” When the boys did not answer, he sighed, taking their bemused silence for a tacit confession.

“I know the two of you are still accustomed to the solitude of Mount Pelion and the careful supervision of Master Chiron… but surely there is a good reason your mother did not wish for others to watch you fight, let alone face against you, Achilles. Your father defied her will and made an exception for Patroclus because he is your companion, but still you must remember to use restraint and not overextend him so. Is that understood?”

“I do not think you have to worry about it, sir. Patroclus enjoys it.”

Patroclus made a quiet, strained sound next to him. Achilles bowed his head with rueful affect, not daring to look at either Master Phoinix or Patroclus in the eye, and give away his composure.

“Well, be that as it may,” said Phoinix, finding nothing amiss. “I should not like to see him swept up in your schemes, if you please. He has a tendency to do so to his own detriment.”

“Yes, sir,” Achilles replied solemnly.

“Very well, then. Trust that I do not say this to wound anyone’s pride… I am simply an old and fussy caretaker, after all.” They reached the doors to King Peleus’ audience chamber, and he opened it, stepping aside to allow Achilles and Patroclus to pass through first. “Go on, then.”

[reallyhailey]

Y’all why did no one tell me that moving was so hard. I’ve been packing and cleaning for 40 days and 40 nights 😩

[kaythefloppa]

Rewatching No Name Dream, and honestly, it is the one Wild Kratts episode that feels the most like a fanfiction.

[guinevereslancelot]

just wrapped the first christmas present of the year ❤️

[ranger-kellyn]

Hhhhhhhh I need to get up and go out for my nature walk but I Do Not want to and UGH 🫠

[vulpinesaint]

mkay not to be like. a little insane or anything. but god i've been going crazy over religion (catholicism) and blood lately. did anyone else drink blood as worship every week since they were seven. was anyone else inundated with images of open wounds as holy. is anyone else consumed by the thought of holding onto a crucifix tightly enough for the edges of it to draw blood. i turned in a poem about drowning in communion wine in an empty church while bleeding from crucifix-inflicted hand wounds and trying to talk to god and my creative writing professor gave me extremely normal critiques i feel like i'm losing my mind

[taiyami]

Cosmo Wanda I wish to blow up my place of work so I can actually finish my obligations that are eating me alive outside of this cycle of having to choose whether to eat, sleep or my other responsibilities with the literal 3 hours I have a day to do anything not work related... AAAAAGH

[milfygerard]

i swear dog owners on rover are the most flaky fucking people on earth every single job Ive almost gotten over rover has cancelled on me. genuinely no point in using the app like jesus

[adriles]

"this is going to be so cool" i board the ships of the trojan contingent, aware of but refusing to acknowledge the horrific fate that now awaits.