#i just wish he tried harder.

[daisywhatzittoyou]

So random thoughts as I try to sleep:

I’ll say at the top: I’m not the biggest fan of (Rottmnt) Splinter’s parenting. I don’t think he’s inherently bad, and I don’t think he didn’t try. But I do think he should’ve tried harder.

Now to get to my actual thought.

I’ve seen people around saying Raph didn’t parent his brothers because of flash backs in the series so this is an idea that might make both sides make sense.

What if at one point the brothers are playing loudly amongst themselves, and Splinter comes out to ask them to be quiet. He loved his shows even when they were young. So if they got too loud in the time he took for himself, he’d likely ask them to quiet down. I’m willing to bet this happened more than once with the rambunctious brothers. And kids have a unique ability in making things their fault.

While his brothers might have been too young to realize, I believe Raph would likely notice these times, and take them to heart. He’s probably been left in charge more than once too. He wears the ‘big brother’ badge with pride (though more burden as he got older)

So you scraped your knee? Raph will fix it. You had a bad dream? Raph is here for you. You wanna play with dad? No need to bother him, but brother Raph is here. And I think his brothers would be either intentionally or unintentionally taught to try and deal with their problems amongst themselves. Go to the biggest brother that isn’t busy. The biggest brother that’s closest. If you need something that you can’t do alone, you can do it together.

The sad part is I think the brothers might do this to make their father proud of them. To make him pay more attention to them. Look at me! Last time I got hurt I came to you and cried- but this time I took care of it all by myself! When we made a lemonade stand you helped us last time, but this time we were able to do it all by ourselves! But what Splinter saw was: they don’t need me. They can do things all on their own. I can sit and watch my shows or do whatever and know that my sons are safe and taken care of because they are so self reliant. This might make him proud of his boys, but it would pull away the attention they likely craved. Praise they used to receive will eventually die down. You’ve been able to do things alone for awhile now after all.

When someone who isn’t used to the pressure of something, and is given a way out of that pressure, they will take it. So when he looked at Raph, and maybe Leo he saw they could lighten his load, so he let them. Not knowing the true motive behind it.

I just think this makes sense because there is a small number of times that they ask Splinter for help. It’s always when they don’t have any idea where else to go. No alternative in mind. It’d make sense why Raph feels the big brother responsibility, and be partially parent-like at times. It’d make sense why Splinter might lay off most of the time and not question what they do. It can lead to things like insecurity, anxiety, emotional dissonance and why one might step up to help fill that void (Dr. Feelings).

While I don’t think Splinter deserves to be called the worst parent, he wasn’t prepared at all. The day he saw the boys they were turtles. Even mutated they didn’t speak, and with baby like mannerisms he might not have realized that they would grow into boys rather than pets. And when he realized this he didn’t leave them somewhere, he stepped up. He tried to help them live a relatively normal life and spend time with them. But once that pressure started to be taken off of him he leaned into it, hard. And when he leaned into that? Someone had to pick up that slack. And Raph, as the biggest brother, did it.

It’s ok if you disagree of course! I just was thinking about this hypothetical while trying to sleep.

[bunnieswithknives]

Thinking about his brain

[oncillaphoenix]

it's kind of frustrating that essentially all the advice on tumblr for functioning when your brain's not working properly assumes By Default that your brain's not working properly because of depression.

like. don't get me wrong, i'm glad there's advice for people with depression. and i'm totally capable of going, yeah ok this post isn't meant for me, moving on. but...when you have to do that with every advice post, when everyone around you is promising that everyone will feel better if they can put in the effort to do these things you know will make you feel worse, you start to wonder where the heck the posts that are meant for you are.

[knightelf]

returned the neighbors cat to her deaf son and his friend and had a fun conversation with them lol...its really nice having chill neighbors that dont haye ypu and you dont even have to really speak to to have a good convo yknow

[roobylavender]

(Really long ask ahead i’m sorry!) I think your thoughts on dick and his similarities vs differences to bruce are so interesting! Personally i’m wondering how much of NTT played an influence on this kind of characterization bc i’ve never fully finished ntt but i read like nearly all the pre-80s batman 1940 issues lol and dick very much was portrayed as more idealistic than bruce in some ways while more no-nonsense (? For lack of better word) in other ways, like when it comes to batman easing up a little on selina for romance reasons LOL. Though ofc dick totally turns into - well, a dick - in team books, as i grow older i find myself far more compelled by a potential story of an 18 yr old who seemed to have the whole weight of the world on his shoulders (by his own perception) and breaking under his own impractically strong sense of duty and sky-high expectations for others, then realizing as he grows older that it doesn’t have to be that way esp after seeing the perspectives of characters like kory, wally, joey, roy, etc. Like personally as someone who never really had a huge interest in NTT anyway, i’m surprised at how desperately people want to hold on to the characterization of dick when he was 18-19 and never letting him grow past that, like it’s so difficult for me to believe that at age 25 he would be the same uptight controlling kid that he was at 19. Maybe i’m biased though bc i was like one of those insufferable INTJ internet stereotypes as a teenager, and while that worldview did bring me achievements i’m proud of like the fact that i’m in med school rn studying what i love, i still know that at age 22 i have changed SO much from when i was 18 and i can’t imagine any reasonably mature or normally-functioning person (let alone someone high-functioning like dick) not doing the same lol. Especially since dick is the kind of person who would literally die if he’s not constantly growing and evolving past his faults bc of his insufferable perfectionism, idk how he’d be willfully blind to the negative effects of his worldview in early NTT and refuse to grow from there. He even has a quote that’s like “i’ve spent years as a student of my own behavior” which i always found highly encouraging bc i know he really does want to improve himself even at his worst. It reminds me of that Marcus Aurelius quote: “if someone can prove me wrong and show me my mistake in any thought or action, i shall gladly change. I seek the truth, which never harmed anyone; the harm is to persist in one’s own self-deception and ignorance.” But what are your thoughts? (Thank you for reading all this 🥹)

oh i absolutely agree! i cannot tell you how many times i think about the person i was a couple years ago and who i am now like i cringe so much omg.. maturity is an ever persistent process even if we don't recognize its effects immediately and it absolutely is crazy to think that anyone would remain in such a static state of mind for several years on end. esp when like you said dick is someone who wants to be better! so despite his several hypocrisies it is nonetheless in his best interests to look internally and analyze and evolve. and i feel like that very much could have happened had there been any actual segue between dick's breakup with kory and his re-entry into the batfam. i don't think there was much of a connection between these two sets of writers at all and so what you got is what felt like two very distinct parts of dick's life that didn't necessarily reveal a bridge point. so it's not entirely unrealistic that dick may grow to be the person (at least to some extent) that bat canon portrayed him to be in the years that followed but i certainly think as it stands it felt unearned and like all of his issues explored in ntt were conveniently swept to the side without any semblance of closure (albeit i do think some of these issues are addressed in outsiders '03 but in that dickheaded way that winick explores things generally. so i'm not sure it's the kind of closure people actually want). it's very sad and ig that's what people cling to more than anything. it's not that they're opposed to him growing to be a better person but that they're opposed to a version of dick who feels like he sprung out of nothing

[stevethehairington]

okay im 6 episodes into fellow travelers and damn this really is a WHOLE different thing than the book. like they kept a FEW of the same characters and like some of the very most basic foundations of it but d a m n they changed SO much

[airshipvalentine]

boyfriend dungeon good

[dutybcrne]

When Diluc gives his heart to someone and genuinely enters a relationship with them, that's it–that's it for him. There will never be any other that could hope to replace them, whether they leave him or they pass on.

[volvolts]

ranting and rambling about spirit of justice and nahyuta and i would've done for him dont mind me

spoilers expected btw

I WANT TO LIKE NAHYUTA I REALLY DO!!! his theme is cool, his design is awesome, he can be really funny when he wants to be but damn they really missed the mark

he's such an asshole in the beginning and lays his anti lawyer sentiment really thick so its really hard to like him. he threatens ema's dream job and is constantly trying to get the gallery to jeer at the defense (like encouraging the crowd to say horrible things to trucy and almost giving athena a panic attack by forcing her to hear everyone's hatred of her). the guy doesn't have a lot of humanizing moments either, and most of what he does have is offscreen and told to us or forced imo. by the time we're at the "feel bad for the prosecutor" part of the game it doesn't really work

normally the main prosecutor is either funny and decently noble enough you'll mostly overlook the assholery like franziska and blackquill or genuinely wants find the truth and will help you should they be given the evidence to believe so like klavier or van zieks. nahyuta is too much of an asshole to overlook in favor of his funnier traits and being from the country that hates lawyers, it's more expected for him to double down than to help you find the truth. the only thing nahyuta has really got going for him is his tragic backstory but it's TOLD rather than shown and so has no bite and feels contradictory to what it's felt like up until this point

we're told that because he is the son of a criminal and because of khura'in's beliefs, he must've struggled to get where he was today. but like. no one in the country seems to care and he is an extremely respected figure in the country. that also means that rayfa's potential fate also has no bite because if nahyuta can survive it, why can't rayfa? maybe it could be fixed with the gallery or something because the gallery is unusually annoying and cruel in this game anyway, we could have them trash talking him too. it can work

khura'in hates lawyers so you already have an uphill battle and nahyuta doesn't necessary need to be respected by the public in order for the odds to be against you. i think it would be refreshing if the public didn't like him either. maybe the citizens hate him, either for being the son of dhurke, supposed murderer of their beloved queen, and on the revolutionaries' side, they hate him for being ga'ran's lapdog after being a strong supporting figure in the revolution just years earlier. the public are in awe at nahyuta because he's an exceptional prosecutor but any time it goes wrong for him they quickly go "as expected for the son of a criminal! he let that lawyer win!" show that no matter what he does or is doing, the sins of the father beliefs prevents him from having any form of trust from anyone. if you want, you can have ema say something about how the khura'inese are a lot colder to nahyuta than what she was expecting since the us gassed him up so much. maybe it would also help you feel something towards him since he's very detached and cruel in the magical turnabout. his detachment is because he expects his favor to be turned at any moment and the cruelty can be him trying to convince the public he's on the side of khura'in, even when he is away (maybe have ga'ran mention in passing that she monitors him during his travels so he doesn't try anything? it could also explain why he never contacted dhurke either)

only the people who work with gives him any respect like the judge and rayfa. despite the judge making it clear he doesn't trust you, he's still willing to be open minded. as for rayfa, she should've been the one to talk about the sins of the father law. rayfa genuinely respects nahyuta and believes he's on the side of "good". ie ga'ran's regime, but feels conflicted because nahyuta's is dhurke's son and could, at any turn, betray them. even if she doesn't believe he could, she was told this her entire life and so can't help but think it. it puts more weight on the law and also adds more to the reveal that rayfa and nahyuta are siblings. rayfa and nahyuta barely interacted in the game and i think it would add some depth between them and drive even further that rayfa has always had conflict with the propaganda she was raised with but never reflected on until she met phoenix

anyway they could've done more but they didn't that's my essay on how i think nahyuta has so much lost potential

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

You are seriously my favorite blog right now. You opinions and meta for ikevamp are so spot on. You somehow are able to flush the characters more than the canon. I just wanted to say I appreciate all the time you put into your writings and I love everything you have written so far!!!!

In Comte and Leo we trust 🫡

Aww, thank you so much! 💛💛💛

Honestly I have no control over the brainworms, I feel like Ikevamp is so saturated with implications that extrapolating becomes so much natural fun for me. I started writing and analyzing (with no supervision to stop me, big mistake) and I'm still so fascinated with it. I can't believe it's been almost what...four years? Five years? Since I started playing the Japanese version where this all began. I'm frankly flattered a lot of people agree/like my takes, it makes sharing my work really rewarding in ways I never expected~

I don't always have time for more than Comte thirsting and silly quotes these days, but you're more than welcome to enjoy what I've curated here! I imagine I won't stop shitposting until the app is discontinued, and even then I'm not confident I'll shut up 🤣🤣🤣 Comte's the best baby girl I've ever known lmfao

o7 PUREBLOOD STAN OR BUST HELL YEAH!

[moodr1ng]

like in theory when Being Online makes up a substantial amount of your daily life experience, then coding and some cybersecurity know-how give you access to some sort of low reality alteration, which is kind of like a superpower, right. but in practice well its the most annoying thing ive ever tried to teach myself and i am not doing it

[matrix-pawz]

ISTG I wanna ramble on to somebody about ghost and pals but it'd all be gibberish :/

[lilgynt]

like i know it’s dumb i should have moved out already, i already know my mom doesn’t like me, but it’s like hm. gonna cry at work bc my mom doesn’t want me and really hasn’t ever wanted me and what does that say about me that my own mother doesn’t want/love me

[mockiatoh]

My biggest frustration with the left has always been the inability/unwillingness to work on making progress inside of the system while advocating for greater change.

I remember the first time I came to this realization.

I was nineteen, pregnant. We couldn’t afford to heat the house because we couldn’t afford the deposit to turn the gas on. It was miserably cold. The duplex we were renting was old and rickety and drafty. The window frames were messed up and there were cracks you could stick your finger through that were open to the elements.

Just, like, to give you an idea where we were financially. And this was better than we’d been doing before!

Anyway, I had recently started going to DSA meetings. And that month, they were talking about how a moderate democrat had successfully gotten a small increase in WIC benefits monthly. It came out to, like, $10 a month.

The members talking—mostly male, almost all doing decent—were scornful. The democrat should have pushed harder and gotten more, refused to accept anything until everyone else caved to their demands. I remember sitting there, quietly drinking the latte in the smallest size they had that I had bought with scrounged quarters, listening. Wishing it wasn’t held in an indie coffee shop because it was a luxury I really couldn’t afford, but it would be rude not to. Enjoying the coffee anyway.

I was one of the lucky ones who was getting that additional $10 a month through WIC. Even more exciting, we were now getting a voucher for the farmers’ market. I casually mentioned that WIC recipients would now be getting farmers’ market vouchers, too.

The guy who organized the meetings was a hard worker, passionate guy. Did something in tech.

He was like, “That’s the thing! These people don’t want farmers market vouchers. They want—” and he went on to describe a bunch of pie in the sky desires. That, yeah, sounded good.

But one. I was one of those people! A lot if the tamiles were super excited about it, myself included.

I had never been to a farmers’ market before. I tried arugula for the first time, a piece pulled from a bunch by the grower as he explained the flavor difference. I hadn’t known before then that different lettuce greens had different flavors, that it was more than just the texture and shape. I tried pesto, which delighted me. Goat cheese. I got three full pounds of strawberries for two dollars, since they were closing soon and the old man selling the berries got a kick out of me.

Anyway. It was like, you have a decent life. Not great but decent! The things that are life changing for me, for us… you already have.

The ten dollars at the grocery store made the difference between a meal of broken-noodles-with-some-half-horrible-pantry-scraps and a meal. It kept me full and healthy! And the additional farmers’ market voucher was world changing for me.

The democrat who worked for those things barely got them through. And it was means tested to hell and back. They weren’t able to get everything they wanted. But what they got made such a huge difference for me, for people like me.

[the-raindeer-king]

Imagine Simon's mom doesn't die with Tommy and Beth. Maybe she was out of town, or at a friend's house, and Roba's men were sloppy and missed her. Anyway, so it's just Simon and her now, and because he blames himself for what happened, he's pulled away from her.

He pays her rent, even if he wanted her to live in a nicer apartment complex. And he visits during her birthday and Mother's Day, and sometimes just randomly stops by. But he never stays very long, and he doesn't tell her a lot about his new life. It's a very one sided relationship, but she tries to make the best of it.

And then you move in next door, during one of Simon's deployments. You feel bad for the sweet lady that lives next to you. She never seems to have much company, and you take it upon yourself to befriend her, spending more time in her apartment than your own.

You learn about her ex husband, her sons, the tragedy, and most importantly, you learn about Simon. And you hate him. Mrs. Riley (she insists you call her Sarah) is such a lovely woman, and it's clear how much she cares about her living son, how hard she's trying to keep their relationship alive.

It's the second Mother's Day after you move in when you finally meet Simon. Your relationship with your own mother is complicated, so you've opted to spend the day with Mrs. Riley. You'd gotten her a small present, and had planned to spend the day drinking wine and watching historical romance movies.

You're thoroughly shocked when you knock on her door, and a man answers. Six feet, built like a brick house, but under his scowl, you recognize Sarah's eyes.

“You must be Simon.”

His scowl deepens, but before he can say anything, Mama Riley is pushing past him, pulling you into her apartment to fuss over you.

She apologizes for not telling you sooner, but your plans will have to be rescheduled. Simon's back early, and she can't waste a precious second.

You're understanding. You've listened to her worried rants, given her space to cry over how things have turned out. You know she loves spending time with her son, even if the visits are short and he doesn't talk much.

Simon doesn't miss the way you glare at him. There's a fury in your eyes, even as you cheerily wish his mother a happy mother's day. For a moment, he wonders if you're a spy. But that thought is quickly diminished, when you verbally eviscerate him at the door.

You're quiet, not wanting to upset his mom, but your anger is clear. It may not be your business, but Mama Riley is your friend, and you adore the older woman. And you cannot stand by while he treats her like this. She loves her son so much, and he needs to step up and try harder.

As you're chewing him out, Simon's already head over heels, planning your wedding as the seconds tick by.

(A/N: You can read this as a stand alone piece, but I did write 3 more drabbles (four in total!) for this! They're all on my blog under the tag mama riley au. Thank you for reading!)

[allurilove]

Yandere Classmate x you

Rated 18 + — mature short content !

Includes: Headcanons of stalking, obsessive behavior, unhinged man lowkey, sexual fantasies, perverted and lewd behavior, stealing, male masturbation, gender neutral reader, grumpy x sunshine,

*He has no name, and is only referred to as “your classmate” his only existence is to be obsessed with the reader, and without you, he ceases to exist. This yandere classmate is different from the other one I have wrote about. Here is the second part! This is purely fictional writing!*

Synopsis: You wish on a shooting star for a boyfriend. Your classmate has an unhealthy obsession with you, he’s almost entranced, and he follows you around like a lost puppy. He doesn’t know what you have done to him, but he won’t let you go. No, he’ll hunt you down and make sure you’ll stay with him forever.

When you wished to be in a relationship with a man that was utterly obsessed with you— joking or not joking— the universe heard you loud and clear.

It was like he was here on earth just to be with you. Every single part of his body was screaming, clawing, and dragging his feet towards you. It was hard to get close, and near damn annoying that you were surrounded by your friends all the time.

Your classmate was entranced the moment you walked past him, and whenever you did and he heard your sweet laugh… his legs immediately made him get up from his spot to follow you.

You were just the sweetest being he has ever seen. Always nice and kind to others, even if they didn’t deserve it. He felt like he had a responsibility to protect you from assholes that would take advantage of you.

He began to follow you around. Listening in to your conversations, and he would take mental notes of what would make you laugh. He was determined to make you smile, to make you laugh harder than that fool in front of you.

He gave up on his education to pursue you. I mean he was learning… just happened to skip some of his classes to sneak into yours. You were a more interesting subject anyways. He would sit somewhat far away, and switch it up every time. He didn’t want you to notice him, not yet anyways.

Your classmate really wanted to sit next you, or maybe offer to buy you lunch. When you went to the bathroom, and left your cup on the table, there was a faint lip mark on it. He gulped, his hand slowly reaching for it. If he couldn’t kiss you soon, this was the next best thing. He pressed his lips where yours were previously, his tongue flicking the rim. He savored your saliva, and out of adrenaline he decided to keep the cup all together.

Whenever you were gone, or didn’t come to school that day, he had to visit your locker. It was after gym class, and no one was around as he leaned in to sniff at the little vents. Your scent had been brewing in there for a couple of hours, and he groaned.

He desperately tried to lap up every scent — he inhaled and licked the air— his hands palming the tent in his shorts. If only he knew your locker combination.

Your classmate pulled his shorts down, and his boxers followed suit. He finally freed himself from his confinements, and he rubbed his hand up and down his length. He masturbated at the thought of you often. He only needed an image of you, a scent, or an item of yours. Either way, his dick would be in his hands, twitching and cumming.

When he wasn’t stalking you and literally trying to learn everything about you, he took the liberty to primp himself. He wanted to look good for you after all. He would wake up early, shave and even wax his body clean of body hair, cut his nails, and do shit to his cuticles. He went to the barbershop and got a new hair cut, and made sure his face was clean and shaven. If that wasn’t your thing he would grow it all out.

He was a bit hesitant to do much with his lower body. But he sucked it up and made sure to trim down there too. He wasn’t used to shaving, and had to buy a couple of bandaids. A sanrio bandaid near his crotch.

And he realized he was deeply out of shape. Shit. When you were running on the tracks, so was he. He had to hold his breath to hide his deep and hard breathing. He soon found out he shouldn’t have done that.

You came over to him after he briefly passed out cold on the ground. He slowly opened his eyes, and you came into the view, and he saw a tiny bit up your shorts. That was enough for him to go into a frenzy.

He bought all of the fruits he could find, he read on the internet that the best way to eat someone out, and practice, was to use fruit. The peaches juices were dripping down his neck as he continued to tongue, and devour the hole. He imagined that he was on the ground and you were sitting on his face, his arms would lock you down onto him, making you put your full weight on him. Suffocate him for all he cares, he just wanted to hear you say his name. Or at least acknowledge that he exists.

He isn’t popular like you are, but he has his own group of friends. And by friends, he means your siblings. The only natural way to get close to you, was through your family after all. Plus, if you two were to get married, he already had an in with the family.

It also meant he could see your room. He snuck away for a minute to examine where you slept. He slowly knelt down, his hips aligned with corner of the mattress, and he digs his face into your sheets. His hands gripped the soft plush of your blanket, his cock rubbing against the corner. He whined as wanted more, he just wanted to bury himself deep inside you, and feel your warmth around him. He bets that it would feel like heaven.

Your classmate quickly retracted as he felt a tiny wet spot growing on his pants, his face flushed as he sat back down onto his ass. When he does so, his hands land on a piece of fabric. Out of instinct his hands curl around it and he picked it up, he inspected it and his eyes widens. Your underwear. In his hand.

His hand was tightly gripped around his mouth and the other was around his cock. His back was arched and he locked himself away in your bathroom. He loved the feeling of your underwear rubbing on his tip, and his hips snapped against his hand. He closed his eyes and he imagined you were giving him a handjob instead. Fuck, he just needed to smell you instead. He smelled your underwear, as he climaxed, his cum dribbling on the floor.

When you applied for college, he did too. He found out every single one you wanted to go to from your siblings. He got waitlisted. You got accepted. It wasn’t even a straight up rejection, it wasn’t a yes, and it was just a damn maybe.

He winced, his eyes almost closing as he smiled for the picture. It turned out alright and he paid the fee. A couple of months later, he got his passport in the mail. He booked his flight, and he lied right to your face. He convinced you to get an apartment with him instead of going to a dorm, and he followed you around campus, even though he doesnt have a single class there.

Allure: This is a bit of a different format from how I usually write, and idk how to feel about it lol! Here’s the c.ai link: https://share.character.ai/Wv9R/ondwnvhr