#but also rip my phone storage

[man-i-love-folklore]

downloading all my favorite tiktok edits like someone rescuing a painting from the titanic

[beargirl2]

never forgiving myself for breaking my koss porta pros

[moonsidesong]

finally ordered myself an external dvd/cd drive for my laptop yeah baby

[005mins]

[ftlolbyexe]

this is bullshit my dumbass ipad just took a whole HOUR FOR A 4 GIGABYTE UPDATE

but hell if im getting locked out of the hellsite

[duskythesomething]

i did in fact buy a couch! ..it won't fit in my stairway! :D

[bigender-cowboy]

I’m flabbergasted that you’ve managed to do this and also there’s more than one now but he’s still in the lead

You’ve infected all my apps with hsr it’s not even just tumblr anymore and it’s one guy in specific (I’ll let you guess who. if you want.)

IM NOT SORRY

[adm-starblitzsteel-4305]

We are now in the Age of MonsterVerse.

My boy's now 10 years old!!! 🥳🥳🥳

Happy 10th Anniversary to my first childhood movie and first Kaiju film to watch: Godzilla 2014!!!

I've never been familiar to kaijus before until my dad watches this favorite movie when I was 9. TBH, I was quite scared yet fascinated by this film all because I faced my fears and idolizing Godzilla more. So much that I started to follow more and dig deeper to the lore.

I search through Google about the meaning of Kaiju and I was instantly surprise to see there are so many Kaijus owned by Toho (aside from me also watching Pacific Rim). That time, I become a huge Godzilla fan and one kaiju that seems to take my interest was Mothra.

And Mothra shall be my next review and discussion in this upcoming KOTM anniversary, alongside Rodan and Ghidorah! From now on, I am going to watch Godzilla 2014 today.

In addition, I will watch again the full MonsterVerse movies. RIP my phone storage..😅

LONG LIVE THE MONSTERVERSE!!!

[lucauali]

bob the builder - eustass “captain” kidd

warning: kinda suggestive, making out, groping, female bodied!reader (is wearing a skirt and revealing top), modern AU

I couldn’t think of a title LMAOO but it's subject to change, also I'm fs gonna write for ace next bc I'm on the alabasta arc rn which is also why I'm writing Kidd in a modern AU. Please ignore the fact that idk how to end these drabbles

"I'm home!" You were met with silence as you softly shut the front door of your new apartment closed. The numerous bags in your arms dropped since the weight of them had been straining you all day. After gently pushing them to the wall with your foot, you ventured towards the hallway. The open door to the bedroom you shared with Kidd remained empty with only the bare necessities inside.

Clank!

The sudden sound made you turn your head towards the spare room at the end of the hall. The door was closed, but it didn't keep Kidd's muffled groans and shouts of frustration shut in the room. You giggled as you turned the doorknob and opened the door.

"Eustass! I'm home!" Said man was hunched over something that was blocked from your sight. He whipped his head around and looked you up and down.

"Hey there, sweetheart. Didn't hear you come in." He got up and walked over towards you. Once he stood tall in front of you, he suddenly gripped you by the hips and pulled you flush to his body.

His eyes raked over the cropped denim top and white mini skirt that adorned your body. The plunging neckline and short cut of the clothing did wonders for your curves.

"You went out shopping for decorations like this? I'm going with you next time, then." He grumbled as his grip traveled all around your body. You let out a squeal when his hand smacked your ass in a teasing manner.

"I asked you to, but you said you were 'too busy' so I just went on my own. What were you so busy with anyways?" You pouted up at him as you started to rub your hands on his bare chest. The light sheen of sweat on his body and the fact that he swapped his usual grey sweats out with some shorts made you think he was getting around to setting up his at-home workshop.

Kidd smirked down at your hands and then at you, "take a look behind me, sweetcheeks. Hope you like it." With that, you peeked around his build and gasped.

Behind Kidd was a completed vanity. The white vanity came with two columns of drawers, along with the pull out drawer under the table top. The table top had crystal-clear glass that showcased the drawer beneath. The best part was the huge mirror with LED lights on the border.

You ditched the redhead behind you to closely inspect the brand new piece of furniture. The mirror even connected to your phone for music!

Suddenly, you felt Kidd press up behind you and circle his hands over your lower stomach. He hid his face in the crook of your neck as he mumbled, "I take it you like it?"

"I love it! Thank you so much, Eustass!" In the middle of checking the storage space, you remembered what room you're in.

"Wait, but baby, isn't this your workshop room? Where are you gonna put your table and all your stuff?" The room wasn't as big as the bedroom, but it could fit a few more larger pieces of furniture.

"Don't worry about it. I'm putting my stuff against one of the other walls. Thinking about putting a curtain or something so that the your side doesn't get messy." You looked up at him with a sweet smile that can make Kidd say yes to anything you ask.

"Thank you, I really mean it. It means a lot to me that you would gift me something like this." With that, you planted a sweet kiss on his lips, which he happily reciprocated.

Kidd hummed against your lips with a smug smirk, "yeah? Wanna show me how thankful you are?" A gasp ripped past your lips as he smacked your ass again.

"Mmm, I knew you would like this outfit. But no! I need to show you the decor I got first!"

"Babe, c'mon! That can wait." Kidd groaned as he tried to reach for you, but you simply walked past him and out the door.

"Nope! You're gonna fall asleep if I don't show you now, so come here!" Your voice echoed down the hallway while Kidd groaned.

Even though he can't take you to bed yet he still wouldn't trade moments like these for anything else.

[bluepeachstudios]

Oh my gosh... if Ghost was THAT interdependent with his brothers, it must have HURT when he got ripped away. His emotions must have been a MESS; he's used to a four person emotional system and now it's just him alone? No wonder he isolated himself for so long. And no wonder the SAINW boys fell apart!! There's an essential piece missing, the system is broken. Did they feel it when he disappeared? Did they know he was gone? Did they know they were broken?

Leonardo woke in the middle of the day. He was a light sleeper, it wasn’t unheard of, but instead of the usual rustling of Mikey out for a midday snack or the sound of Donny still working on a project, it was eerily quiet. There was the regular creak of pipes, the distant rumble of the city far above their heads, but nothing unusual.

He got out of bed anyway to check on his brothers.

It had been a rough few months. Travelling all the way to the floating city of Beijing to set it back down safely into place (the wrong way around), the return of the Y’Lyntian people in the underground city, stopping a nuclear bombing by H.A.T.E., the… thing beneath Wall Street that had sent them spiraling into their worst nightmares.

All of that overlaid with whatever the Shredder was up to now. Leo’s nerves were at an all time high. Raph’s temper was shorter than ever. Donny was working later into the days and sleeping less and less. Mikey was doing his best to keep the mood light and joking.

It had been a rough few months, but they had stuck together, they’d supported each other through nightmares and flashbacks and aches and pains. They’d rested together when one of them felt too exhausted to continue doing this.

They would always have each other, no matter how bad things got.

But something felt wrong.

He found Mikey asleep in his room, up in his bed, curled up with a comic hanging from his hand over the ledge. Leo carefully extracted the comic and set it aside for Mikey to find when he woke.

Raph was twitching in his hammock, a frown on his face. Another nightmare. Leo carefully rubbed over his shell and Raph sucked in a breath, mumbling, “Leo? Whaddya doin’?”

“Just checking on everyone,” Leo murmured. “Go back to sleep.”

“Hmph. Make Don go to bed if he’s still up.”

“Got it.”

Leo walked out of the room and headed to Donny’s. As expected, he wasn’t there, so Leo hopped down to his lab.

Surprisingly, that was also empty.

Leo frowned as he stepped inside the old subway car, looking around. Some things had been knocked over. There was broken glass across the floor. The machine Donny had been working on was still humming faintly. A glass of water sat untouched. Donny’s shell cell was still on the table.

Something felt wrong.

“Don?” Leo said, stepping out of the lab.

He checked the kitchen next, but didn’t find his brother hunting through the cabinets. He didn’t find him in the storage room either, or the bathroom. He even went up to check the garage and didn’t find him.

When he stepped out of the elevator, Raph was waiting there for him, frowning.

“Somethin’ felt off,” Raph muttered before Leo could ask. “What’s Donny doin’ up in the garage?”

“He’s not,” Leo shook his head. “I’ve searched the whole place for him.”

Raph’s mouth twitched downwards. “He’s gotta be around here somewhere. Maybe he got a call from April?”

Leo took out his shell cell and called as Raph began searching the rooms. It was enough for Mikey to come ambling out yawning as April finally answered.

“Leo?” She asked, surprised. “Aren’t you guys usually asleep by now?”

“Is Donny with you?” Leo asked. “Or did you call him?”

“No.” Her frown could be heard through the phone. “Maybe he went to the junkyard? Or Casey asked him to help with something? He’ll turn back up, don’t worry so much.”

“It’s…” Leo paused. He didn’t know how to explain it. He knew something was wrong. He could feel it in his gut, in the way it was churning and twisting and tightening. His nerves felt frayed, raw, like an open wound. “I don’t know. Something feels off, April. We’ll check the junkyards and Casey’s. Thanks.”

“Sure, Leo… Are you guys alright?”

“Yeah, we’ll be fine.”

“Mikey told me about you guys seeing Bishop again. And Karai.”

Leo was quiet for a moment, before he took a breath to calm himself. “I’ll talk to you later, April. I wanna find Donny first.”

“Okay… Bye, Leo.”

“Bye.”

He took a breath and rubbed his hand over his face.

“Why would he go to the junkyard during the day?” Leo muttered. “Without his shell cell, too…”

“I can’t find him, Leo,” Raph scowled as he stalked up to him. “Where the shell did he go? Why is there broken glass in his lab?!”

“I don’t know, Raph,” Leo said quietly. “We’ll find him. Call Casey and see if he’s heard from Donny.”

“Want me to wake up Splinter?” Mikey asked.

“Not yet.” Leo frowned towards Donny’s lab. “He might’ve gone into the tunnels.”

“I’ll check the pond,” Mikey said, heading over to it. “The diving gear is still here so he can’t have gone far.”

There was a splash as Mikey dove in, and Raph dialed Casey.

Leo stood there, waiting with his breath held, watching Raph, who was looking more and more irritated by the second.

“Casey, you heard from Donny?” Raph blurted into the phone. He scowled quickly. “I dunno! I was hopin’ he’d gone over to your place or somethin’. He’s not with April, he’s not in the garage, he wouldn’t have gone out durin’ the day, he left his shell cell here–”

Raph was cut off by Casey saying something, and Leo realized how tense his shoulders were. He tried to force them to relax, to try and calm Raph as well, but he saw Mikey pop back up from the pond and shake his head as he climbed out.

Leo was becoming more and more aware that his frayed nerves felt like disconnection. Some part of him was missing that he hadn’t even noticed was there before. It made his stomach churn. He could feel it in his bones, in his throat.

Donatello wasn't there anymore.

[gojocumdumpster]

Retsu x Black reader seamstress 2

Idk why i’m so lazy i mentally can’t write my mind is telling me yes and no.

‼️DONT FRET I WILL BE COMING BACK WITH MY BIG ONE DO NOT WORRY‼️

Warnings: None yet..? Flirty

Hope you enjoy… maybe part3??

Retsu x !blackfemalereader

As days passed you couldn’t stop thinking about him, You needed to see him again.

Business was busy as usual fighters coming in from left or right ordering customized clothes but you were waiting for this Mysterious man to suddenly come true. You finished with your last customer as you were closing early, there was boxes you needed to put in the back which was the storage room. You put the boxes up one at a time and they were pretty heavy. Now it was time to count all the boxes and make sure they were in there right places.

Ding!

“Sorry I’m closing!!” you shouted as you counted all the boxes, back turned so you couldn’t see who it was. But the person was still there. Heavy footsteps getting louder and louder as they walked up the the register.

You sighed as you put your clip board down to turn to see who it was.

“I said i’m clos-“

And there he was. That mysterious man you waited to swing by again, “Oh i’m sorry I just really needed to get the hole fixed. I’ll just g-“ You cut him off, “Oh i’m so sorry! If I didn’t know it was you, i wouldn’t had been that rude.” scratching the back of your head. “Oh it’s all good! Is it possible you can fix this suit? I accidentally ripped a whole in it.�� he said laying the black suit you made him weeks ago.

“Oh yeah! That’s the suit I made for you. Did it fit well on you?” you say while examining the rip. “It fit really well it’s better than the other ones normally it would be to big or way to tight but this one was perfect.” you smiles adoring your focused face. “Thank you! Are you going somewhere fancy tonight?” questioning him.

“About that…I was wondering if I could take you out maybe later tonight..?” he says playing with his fingers.

Your eyes opened big as your mouth opened wide (😭) the only thing that could go through your head was. “Wait what?” “Me?” “Why me?” “YASSS!” he chuckles at your face as you snap back into reality. (idk what i’m saying atp..) “W-wait what? I-i mean yea O-of course I would love to.” you fidget with your fingers.

“Alright i’ll see you at 9pm at La Belle Époque. Hope to see you there!” he smiles as he walks out with his fixed suit. All you could do was stare in shock, did this man really ask you out?!? Thankfully you were able to close early at 7:45. It may seem like a lot but in reality it’s not for you, you quickly sweep up the shop finishing up around the place and just like that you speed walked to your car rushing in and slamming the door. (Damn girl💀) It takes about 20mins to get to your apartment it really depends on the traffic.

You made it your 1 bedroom huge apartment as you rushed to quickly shower and do your skin routine. Before you had left the shop you had got this dress that you tailored (hand made idk) couple months back it was a stunning gown typically crafted from luxurious fabrics like silk or satin, with countless shimmering sequins and crystals that catch the light from every angle. The dress features a form-fitting silhouette, flowing gracefully to the floor. It took months but boy was it worth it. You also had expensive heels that went with the dress perfectly, you put on the dress and it hugged your figure the fabric felt like liquid luxury against your skin, caressing every curve with a perfect fit.

You do your makeup it was glittery and had little diamonds on your eyelids. You looked hot, you sprayed on some perfume and gave yourself a good look and took pics and rushed your way out with your purse and phone in it. You made it to your car as you made it to this place you never heard before, “It sounds expensive I wonder if he has good taste.” you say driving. A Couple minutes later you arrived at the place it was very fancy it was huge too, you pulled in the lot and found you a parking spot. Looks like a lot of rich people love this place cause it was a lot of expensive luxurious and sports cars parked everywhere. As you stepped out people where dressed up in dresses and suits, you went inside and it smelled so good and it was just so packed.

“Hello, Welcome to La Belle Époque, will you be dinning privately, bar, table or outdoors?” the hostess said smiling.

“Well do privately.”

A deep voice coming from behind you. “Oh Mr. Kaioh! I see you brought someone with you right this way.” Said the hostess, you quickly looked behind you as you saw the tanned man with a slick braided hairstyle look at you. “After you.” he smiles. He puts his hand on your back guiding you to where the hostess was taking y’all, “Here you guys go! A waitress should be here with you guys shortly” the hostess places the menus down and exits the private room it had big windows and it was beautiful just with 1 table.

He pulled your chair out so you can and sat himself down, “It seems that this isn’t your first time coming here?” you curiously say. “Oh yeah me and the owner are good friends so I come here for a drink and maybe some dinner” smiling at you. “Have you been here before?” he asks, “O-oh never been to a place like this before it’s very beautiful and thoughtful of you to choose.” batting your eyelashes at him.

“I’m glad you like it”

The waitress came in taking your drinks and getting your appetizer.” Shortly it came out you guys had ordered wine and calamari. “So what made you want to own your very own shop?” taking a sip of his wine. “Well it’s always been a dream of mine since I was little so I was like why not and I always wanted to make my own clothes like these fashion designers, maybe someday I can get people to model for my clothes.” you state “That would be cool to see your clothes being worn by famous model or even being on a magazine cover or a huge billboard, you can make loads of money and even gain a lot of attention to your shop and possibly buy a bigger one.”

It’s something about him that you liked you just couldn’t figure it out but he was just perfect in your pretty brown eyes. You guys finish up your entrees, he couldn’t stop looking at how beautiful you were. “I just can’t stop staring at you, your really gorgeous…your eyes, lips everything. Never thought I would ever meet someone as Gorgeous as you” blush spreads across his face as he looks at your pretty shy face. “T-thank you, you look really handsome with your hair like that.” you nervously say. He smiles at you standing up to pull your chair back.

“I’ve had such a fun time with you tonight” he says guiding you through the restaurant and out to the parking on the way out you give him your number. He walked you to your car and you turned towards him, “Thank you again for tonight,” you said, your voice filled with warmth and sincerity. “This has been one of the most memorable evenings I’ve ever had. The restaurant was exquisite, and your company made it even more special.” thanking him. “Your welcome and I hope to see you again.” You have him a hug kissing him on the cheek before waving off to him. Not only does he have great taste in food but also in women.

[gay-milton-quotes]

I'm Unpeeling Myself from Big Tech!

"Unpeeling" being any act you take that limits the amount of data a large tech corporation can gather from you, decreases your reliance on products of those corporations, or increases autonomy over your technology. I'm ripping the term from a line in this review by Joanna Nelius, where she writes, "People are looking for ways to peel their eyes from their smartphones like a layer of Elmer’s glue from their hand — to remove a part of themselves that really isn’t a part of themselves." It's different than "unplugging" because the goal isn't to go off the grid, or even to limit one's technology usage. The goal, instead, is to extract from the invasive, addictive, destructive capitalist vision a set of tools that are useful to YOU.

It started when I realized I don't need a smartphone. I've deleted most social media from my phone, and the stuff I still have I prefer to check on my laptop. Not all "dumb phones" (I hate this term) offer the same features, though, so I began to think on a granular level about what I need from a cell phone. Eg, not all "dumb phones" provide MMS, but my family lives 3k miles away. I wanna still talk in the groupchat.

On the more complex end, I write on my phone. I've been using Google Docs to move seamlessly from scribbled writing drafts on my phone to formatted, finished works on my computer since I was fourteen.

Except, Google Docs is useless now. I've been unable to use it since they lowered the storage capacity. The only other cloud storage writing thingy with similar functionality is Office 365, which sucks.

Could a dumb phone with a basic "notes" feature work? Maybe, but I'd have to re-type everything to get it into a formatted document. Ideally, I'd have like, a mini-laptop just for writing - something I could fit in my pocket or in a small bag, so I could bring it to work without looking like a dick - and then, in addition, a basic phone for calls/texts/GPS stuff. But does a device this specific to my use case even exist?

Yes. Yes it does.

This is a GPD Micro PC. GPD mainly sells handheld gaming machines, though this product is designed for mobile IT professionals. It's probably too chonky for a pocket, but mark my words, I will figure out how to make it work for me.

It's stupid, but this gave me a rush. I've been struggling along, tied to the bloated corpses of three gmail accounts, for years, because I needed Google Docs for my writing workflow. But now I don't. I have the power to actually tailor my tech for my life.

By this point, I was like, alright, I don't need Google Docs anymore, I don't need a smartphone, what else? Do I need Windows? No, probably not, right? I can use Linux Mint on this new guy, especially since he'll mostly be a basic writing machine. LibreOffice is less intrusive and bloated than MS Word - a better experience for free than I'd have from the paid program. If I go all the way and install Linux, I also won't have to deal with ads in my start menu, or pre-installed spyware screenshotting my activities.

In fact, if I back everything up on an external drive, I can delete my old Google Drives and switch my main computer to Linux, too! So, I finally bit the bullet and invested in an external hard drive.

This is the problem with "product ecosystems," by the way. When one part of that ecosystem - Google Docs - fails, the whole thing collapses. All the bloat and corruption you dealt with just stops being worth it, and it's easier to make a radical change to a new system. I witnessed something similar happen with comedy tech youtuber Dankpods earlier this year, except with Apple's ecosystem: he was a lifetime Apple guy - seemingly not in a worship way, but he liked their products, and was certainly in Apple's ecosystem. Then a couple things went sour for him, and now he runs Linux.

I'm doing this for personal and ideological reasons. I'm personally sick of Clippy - I mean, Copilot - peeping in to tell me how to write what I'm writing on Office 365. I abhor the idea of paying Google for a service they offered for free until recently, knowing they can flip the script at any point. And while we're talking ideology, I'm a communist, and even though this is far from a shift everyone can make, I believe that taking any available steps towards shutting Big Tech out of our lives is a net good. If all you can do is delete Instagram, or use a screentime tracker, or switch to Firefox, do it. I'm finally in a position to make this more drastic change, and I'm excited.

Get in the weeds about how you use technology. Do you need everything at your fingertips, all the time? If not, what, specifically, do you need? Is there a way that you, now or in the future, can trim out the parts you dislike? And what can you change now?

[cherryredstars]

CHERRYYYY HIII!!

i saw you tag sylus for the post about big brute boyfriends & i was wondering if that meant sylus fics in the future 👀

& the tag also sparked my curiosity on if you’ve started playing love & deepspace and regardless of if you have or haven’t, what your thoughts are on the game, sylus, the other characters, etc.

sorry i love when my fav people show even the slightest interest in something i’m hyper fixated on rip

HELLO MY LOVE, MWAH!!

I used to play LDS, but then I changed phones and I never reinstalled it… which SUCKS because this was before Sylus was added!!!! I FELT SO ROBBED!

The only thing I know about Sylus is honestly the stuff you’ve reblogged LOL. I was writing Brute Boyfriend and was like “You know what, he can be added in this too.”

I thought the art and the plot itself was beautiful, it reminded me of Tears of Themis, but better (sorry to whoever that offended). My favorite character was Zayne, but I think I had a higher romance level with Xavier. My favorite thing to do was play the claw machine game and the kitty card game (it was just so cute!)

I do miss playing, but I already barely have storage on this phone so😭, but I love all the LDS content I get on my page because of you!!!

I’d also be very happy to write for any of the LDS men🥰

[urmultideadfandomperson]

Hi hi!!! So I had this idea cause it's a cute idea But draw your summoner and their love interest or interests doing a couples cosplay or a group cosplay!!! Just thought it was a cute idea, you could even write out what they'd dress up as Its ok if you dont wanna tho! ^^

Heya, Gloria! Thanks so much for such a creative ask! I did my best to draw this one. (I used up 200+ layers in ibisPaint X... rip my phone storage and finger :'3)

Anyway, here it is!

Tada! The three of them are cosplaying Dahlia's favorite characters from her favorite book, The Young Elites series by Marie Lu!

Dahlia is cosplaying the beloved antihero protagonist, Adelina Amouteru.

Arcturus is cosplaying the brooding, disgraced royal prince of Kenettra (also the leader of the Dagger Society), Enzo Valenciano!

And lastly, Vega is cosplaying the gorgeous, two-faced courtesan of the Fortunata Court (and also Enzo's second-in-command), Raffaele Laurent Bessette!

This artwork took a long time to finish, but the results were worth it! <33

BONUS UNDER THE CUT!

Some lazy drawings of Enzo, Raffaele, and Dahlia as the seventh member of the Dagger Society...

The Wanderer, the Elite who can summon doors from thin air. Through every door she opens, The Wanderer is led to different locations and she can walk on its land as she wished. Many witnessed The Wanderer strolling around so casually, then she disappears in all of a sudden, only to be seen strolling elsewhere.

She was called a vicious beast. Her unnatural jade green locks flows so flawlessly through the wind; the hair that belongs to a demon. Her brown complexion smooth as porcelain in sight, but rough in reality like the grounds of hell. The Wanderer's eyes are the most extraordinary of them all—dark brown irises with a pair of blue, irregular-shaped pupils that glow under the darkness of her cloak.

There have been rumors spreading quickly like wildfire in all nations—Kenettra, Tamoura, Domacca, Merroutas, Dumor, Beldain. One said The Wanderer likes to cut off children's tongues when they disobey their parents. Another said she likes to murder people when the midnight bell strike. Some said she loves to carve her mark on one's arm; a beautifully drawn flower. The flower is unknown for now, but it is indeed lovely.

However, those are only stories and myths from anonymous people. None of these villagers had proof they have met The Wanderer up close, though many believe the story of The Wanderer carving her mark, shown by some villagers with a carved flower drawing on their limb. Even so, these stories only show how malicious malfettos truly are to this world.

Nobody is certain of who The Wanderer truly is. Until this day, she remains a hidden mystery. But one thing is known. Let this be a warning to all.

Never look into The Wanderer's eyes...

[lostonehero]

More of the new mech au

Because I'm thinking about it and I'm stuck at home with pneumonia

It's an absolute shitshow when the mechs (minus Nastya because she has her limits but did warn Martin beforehand because he made her a matching blanket and taught her how to get Jonny to drink tea) start working at the Institute

Jon is furious he was not informed of new assasitants he didn't approve of and he fucking hates Jonny to no end.

Martin blames himself but does appreciate GP Tim bringing in homemade bread pudding, saying it reminds him of home.

Jonny doesn't have his guns on him because he would never risk hurting Martin, but he is ready to grow out his horns to gorge Jon, and he despises growing his horns out.

Tim didn't realize GP last name was also Stoker, so he's very confused, and GP isn't helping anything by telling the truth. Tim honestly just thinks he's insane.

Sasha thinks this is hilarious but is also grateful to have other people to experience the weird things and maybe have someone check out that appearing yellow door. She has bo idea that they are aliens nor that they are immortal.

Martin only knows they are aliens.

......

New archive chat

Jonny D'ville has been added

Gunpowder Tim has been added

Jonny D'ville changed his name to Jonny

Gunpowder Tim changed his name to GP Tim

Jonny: the cooler Jon is finally here.

Jon: Why did you even get a job here? Why did Elias hire you?

Jonny: don't care

Martin: Jonny, please be nice. Also I brought your favorite mug don't steal Jon's.

Jonny: ok

GP Tim: Man, killed with kindness

Martin: Oh, right, Gp, I also baked a tray of biscuits as a thank you for the bread pudding. I'm almost done with the sleep Mas you requested.

Tim: dude don't tempt Martin. He got rid of all the starters shit in the breakroom when I accidently mentioned I was allergic.

Sasha: to be fair strawberries would actually kill you.

Tim: at least I can handle kindness I can see Gp and Jonny covering their faces. I think Jonny threw his phone.

Martin: he did. Although I didn't mean to embarrassed them. Oh, right, I do crochet and knit, so if you guys want anything, I have an overabundance of yarn from TS who doesn't understand what restraint means.

Sasha: can you teach me to knit?

Tim: Oh me too we can have a knitting club.

Jon: I know how to sew it, and it can't be much different. I shall join you.

Martin: I sure yeah that can be fun.

.....

Marius is sent down to check on everyone. He's in a posh suit, and his hair is barely able to cover his pointed ears.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" Jonny raised his brow putting down a statement.

"Mr. Bouchard requested that I uh change my wardrobe. I'll be honest I don't enjoy it, and having my hair slick back is quite er.... unfortunate." Marius can see a small twinge of sympathy from Gp Tim, who knows he had nerve endings in his hair. He found out by accident giving him a surprised haircut as a prank, and there was a lot of blood and screaming. "He asked me to come down and observe how everyone is getting along. Raphella is in artifact storage, I don't know how she got there."

"Figures." Jonny rolls his eyes.

Marius waves at Jon, who heads out of his office. "Oh, Mr. Bouchard also asked me to tell you that TS in artifact storage needs to give a statement. It said that a ring master ripped their voice out, and it was uncomfortable to grow it back."

Gp Tim mumbles. "Why would someone steal a voice?"

Jon nods. "I will head over there."

Sasha raised her brow. "Who are you?"

Marius opened his mouth and then shut it. "Marius, I'm Mr. Bouchard new assistant. How are you doing with new coworkers?"

Sasha hums. "It's fine. Weird having two Tim's."

"I'm the original Tim. Thank you very much." Tim smirks tossing a crumpled ball of paper at Gp Tim.

"Just because that's true doesn't mean anything." Gp Tim smiles, catching the paper ball.

Sasha sighs. "Boys, please."

"An assistant?" Jonny snickers.

"You're one too, Jonny." Marius huffs. "Please try not to hurt your coworkers."

"I make you no promises." Jonny scoffs crossing his arms.

Martin smiles softly, handing Jonny a mug of tea. "Hello Marius, don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on him. And Jonny finish that you need to drink more fluids."

Jonny smiles softly sipping his tea the heat not bothering him.

Marius smiles. "Are you adjusting well, Martin?"

"Oh, it's quite nice having Jonny and Gp here. Although Jonny can get a bit jealous, which isn't bad but it wouldn't really matter if he didn't keep trying to fight Jon, our boss." Martin smiles sheepishly.

"You're word than Jonny." Gp raised his brow.

Tim slides his chair over to Gp. "Tell me everything."

Sasha does the same. "Our soft boy Martin, who couldn't hurt a fly, gets jealous?"

Martin covers his red face knowing damn well he would kill for Jonny if he asked.

Jonny matches the blush, hiding his blush with his mug.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not allowing someone to look at the serial number on my PS5 or the PS5 box to confirm it is not someone else's?

Okay, so, last month a now ex-family friend (I will call him M, late 30s - early 40s) got kicked out of a shed he was living in, in the back of his brother's garden. So he asked my dad (73) if he could keep a couple of things in our garden, and my dad, despite me (29F) and my ma telling (ma is also in her 70s) him it is only going to lead to trouble, and he also already had a storage locker that he could take it all to. He didn't listen to us and said that M could. Ma and I weren't very happy about it, but you can't really tell dad anything without getting snapped at.

So M put his electric tricycle in our back garden on the decking, some other electrical bits for it in my dad's shed. He also asked us to keep his son's PS4 for him safe as he doesn't trust his family (his brother and the people living in his brother's house would steal from him all the time, and his parents, and other brothers who live with them are drug dealers and M doesn't trust their customers or them to not steal and sell it.) And he asked us to keep his PS5 which he put in a blue suitcase because he didn't have a PS5 hard case to carry it with.

We left the PS4 and the PS5 alone. The only time we touched either was to put the PS4 into a bag because he never put it in one, and to move both the PS4 and PS5 into the shed, which is secure while we had the living room floor ripped up to fix it as it was rotting away. But other than that, no one touched it.

Now three weeks ago, more like four at this point, he came over to collect his PS5 and PS4 routinely like he always does (he also leaves his things unattended at his parent's house while he goes out to smoke weed or to sell drugs. He also used to live in a group home after leaving the shed he lived in, and now currently lives in a caravan outside his parent's home, which is opposite our home.) Anyway, he left with his PS4 and PS5 and back a couple of hours later yelling at my dad.

M said that my dad, me, my brother (30M), and our long term family friend (B. Male and I think either late 40s to early 50s) of logging into his PS5, changing the email address, changing his password, deleting all of his games and pictures from it and swapping his PS5 for someone else's.

To clear things up, me, my brother and B have our own PS5s. B has a digital one, I bought one back in March because Microsoft banned my account and wouldn't get in touch with me for 4 months (this was because I added my phone number as a security message.) And my dad bought my brother one because I got one.) So we have no reason to swap PS5's at all since we all have our own, save my dad and ma who watches me play mine when I sit downstairs with them. And if we didn't have a PS5 we wouldn't do anything to someone else's property, and we also do not have the money to just... Randomly get a PS5 to switch with someone else's PS5.

He said that we must have done something because he's just left it here. Forgetting he takes it back to the group home, he took it over his parents, he took it to the caravan site he used to have his caravan in and would often leave it there where he leaves the doors unlocked and anyone can get in. M left when my dad told him to take his stuff and leave and that he (my dad) wants his tools back.

M came back 5 days later, told us that he called the police and that he handed the police his PS5 AND now his PS4 over to the police because "now the 1tb hard drive in the PS4 is missing, and you took it! That or your friend did because you told me that B was having storage issues in his PS5" when B never even knew that we were keeping his PS4 and PS5 safe. And neither of us have a PS4 either, no reason for us to even touch ANY of this PlayStations. My brother and I told M that he's not going to find any of what he's looking for here 'cause we have our PS5s.

So M asked to see our PS5s to make sure. And ma and I said at the same time, "no you can't. If the police are involved then the POLICE can check the PS5s." To which he turned around and called us assholes. But this was 3/4 weeks ago, and we still haven't had a visit from the aforementioned police.

So... Are we Assholes?

TLDR; M accused me and my family of swapping and stealing things from his PS5 and PS4, "called" the police on us, and called because we said no to HIM checking the serial numbers on our PS5s. (3/3)

What are these acronyms?