#irma [text]

[witchfansunite]

Remember the W.I.T.C.H. graphic novels? Take me back to that time, please. 🥹

I still have mine!

[404z]

yea

[rad-hound]

Omg... how are there zero fics of Nick Valentine and Irma? They literally flirt with each other the moment Nick enters the Memory Den. 😭

I need to change this. Very soon.

[bicryptide]

BREAKING NEWS!!!

LOCAL SLEEP DEPRIVED JOURNALIST IS PINING FOR NERDY CLOSETED LESBIAN!!!

STAY TUNE FOR MORE!

[transshredder]

THE casey jones !!!!!! feat an Irma cameo ^_^

[irmacuckoo]

@sophiecuckoohere

[gillmanchillman]

Wait, why was Irma laughing softly at her daughter Alexis???????

[godlyheathens]

vocês sabiam que a beyonce me mandou uma dm no insta e pediu detalhes da minha vida para escrever essa?

[mercenaryg]

Hurricane Ian

Hey everyone, as of right now Hurricane Ian is set to royally fuck up Florida, which means I might lose powers for a few days. I'll try to post if I don't lose power, but if I'm gone for few days, that's why. DJ Mercs

[imagionationstation]

I don’t know what’s going on with my brain but it has been AU gender swapping Donnie so hard the past few days.

I’m just going to fix the series in a few simple steps:

Donnie leaning heavily on April only because she’s the first other female that she’s gotten to interact with ever

Leo getting some female interaction so he sees Karai as a potential friend instead of immediately crushing and the later reveal isn’t as conflicting since they’re just battle besties

Casey stays decent and awesome without the “battle for April” plot making his character hard to truly appreciate

The brothers are more supportive of Donnie and her attempts to form a relationship with April & Donnie doesn’t have to talk to a jar of guts and mutagen because they know how secluded she’s been, so they’re more free with advice like hey, maybe don’t stalk her and just text her or somethin’, mkay?

Splinter visibly checking up on her activities in the lab throughout the series because he has no idea how to raise a female (he was counting on Tang Shen for that) but he does his best to let her know he cares by supporting her in other ways 💜🤎

More softie Raph moments with his sis so the haters in the audience don’t hate him as much as they unreasonably do

Mikey doesn’t need to change. He just gets to have some more of the “emotionally intelligent” moments that we were deprived off.

I can’t think straight with all these bubbling rewrites help me-

For anyone who cares, also my favorite tidbits:

Splinter not realizing that Donnie was female at first and the name Donatello just ends up sticking. Donnie will die on a hill that Donatello is gender neutral even though her family and friends know it’s not. It’s a topic that they just avoid bringing up

Her brothers use Dona when they’re teasing her

An explanation as to why canon Donnie’s figure is just so randomly different from her practically identical brothers

The shock of Irma isn’t as crippling because April still has Donnie as her devoted female bestie & now the farmhouse era is a lot less stressful and complicated for April and the viewers

Role model Leo still exists & Donnie has a crisis over him bonding with Karai and that creates tension for a while & Four Trap is actually Leo accusing Donnie of not trying hard enough because of that past debacle and “try harder” has clear purpose

Donnie gets an official ✨ big sister ✨ and that means that good-guy snake Karai exists in the series more as the reptilian mutant females bond

Overprotective brothers over their sister (and-)

The sister who appreciates it but there are some moments where she gets tired of them treating her like she’s not as capable as them (not true, but how she interprets their actions) and one episode decides to prove herself (Operation Break Out)

Potential for Casey/Donnie but currently undecided

Consistent “girls are so emotional” jokes that are beyond cringe but the viewers have to tolerate them anyway bc 2012 humor

Broken Foot actually having an affect on Karai since she almost took part in killing off her only sister

Donnie’s biggest fear is that her brothers will one day get tired of her because of how different she is/feels and then she’ll be alone & this fear is the main debacle that she struggles with through the entire series instead of the weird love triangle thing

It’s okay everyone I’ll shut up now and go sit in my corner bye ✌️

[smellslikeshadowspirit]

Little meme thing I did with Freyr, Heimdall, and Eira (Irma too technically)

I love Freyr- he's basically Eira's annoying ass cousin she was stuck seeing at family events (mostly cuz she was freya's handmaiden when she used to reside in vanaheim)

Adding the panels below (no text cuz I'm lazy)

Also it's my bday I came into the world 2day teehee 🤭🤭🤭

[oleander-nin]

The Weight of a Letter(10)

A/N: I'm so sorry this one's so short. I'll make the next chapter upwards of 3000 words as consolation. Thank you dearly to @faetaiity and @astral--horrorshow for beta reading. I'm brain dead and can't look at this any more or I'll explode. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

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Words: 900

Content warnings: not much, dark themes, yan themes

Chapter 10: A Hidden Fracture

I carefully close the door to the guest room, shuffling over to the bed. I glance at the door, biting my lip. I couldn’t imagine how Irma would react to my phone suddenly being back. As far as she knew, I gave it to a normal human kid who would drop it off in person, not toss it on the fire escape. I needed to make up an excuse. 

Maybe tomorrow I’ll say they dropped it off at school? No, that wouldn’t work. Irma’s with me most of the day. Maybe I’ll just say I ran into them at some point. I didn’t need to worry about an excuse until tomorrow anyway. I have all night to come up with one. I lay on my stomach as I plop onto the bed, holding my phone in front of me. I power it on, watching the phone slowly come back to life. It was like brand new.

I couldn’t help but feel a surge of relief when the company screen passed and my familiar wallpaper shone bright in the dim light of the room. My phone was fixed. Donatello actually fixed my phone. I hold my hand over my mouth, biting back a squeal of delight. For once in the months of paranoia and torment, something was truly going right. Even the letters, which I admit I had gotten emotionally dependent on, weren’t as exciting as they used to be. Especially with everything happening. Irma’s theories were convincing, sure, but it still didn’t make sense. I shake the thoughts of the letters out of my head. Maybe Donatello and his brothers were the friends I needed. I hope I can introduce them to Irma soon.

My eyes drift over to the vase on the nightstand. I had moved it to stay here with me in the days I’ve spent with Irma. I tap the side of my still locked phone, contemplating. Technically, the police cleared my apartment and it was safe to move back in. But did I trust them? What if they missed something important? What if my apartment got broken into again?

What if they were already there, waiting for me to return?

I shudder, trying to shake off the thoughts that had dug their claws into my brain. I couldn’t go back. Not yet. I quickly reopen my phone, pulling up different articles on locks and security systems. If I was going to move back in anytime soon, I needed to be safe. They wouldn’t be getting away this easily. My eyes skim the words on the page as I read comparisons for different locks. I chew on my lip, barely noticing the sharp sting or the sudden taste of copper. 

A sudden buzz from the device in my hands accompanied by a small pop up notification startles me out of my thoughts. I stare at the alert for a moment before pressing on the notification to view it in full. I just received a text from Donatello. The name stands proud at the top of the messaging screen, a bright purple and magenta D logo set as his profile. I’m a bit surprised to see it, but shrug. It makes sense he added his number, he was the one to fix my phone anyway. My eyes drop to read his message, wondering what it contains. I needed to thank him for my phone anyway, might as well do it now.

Donatello: Is your phone treating you well? I mean, of course it is, I fixed it.

I snicker at the text, rolling my eyes. Sure, the happenstance meeting on the fire escape was a bit weird, but Donatello and his brothers were endearing in an odd way. Especially Donatello’s small quips and ego. It was entertaining.

I send a quick confirmation of my happiness with the phone, as well as a thank you. I don’t want him to think I was rude. If all goes well, we can be good friends. I close the message thread before looking through my phone to see if he added or changed anything else. My settings are still the same, as are all my previous apps and conversations. The only thing he added was his and his brothers number, four small little contacts added to my already small list.

I open up Mikey’s contact, my thumbs hovering over the keys. He was the one who seemed most excited to see me, so he would be my best bet in making plans. Hopefully.

I send him a quick text, hoping he’d see it soon. A few moments pass and I grin as my phone lets off another quiet buzz. I watch Mikey’s ecstatic messages roll in, my mood improving even more. It was nice to talk to him, considering what seemed to be the oldest brother insisted they leave so soon yesterday.

I feel a warm buzz in my chest as he invites me to dinner the next day, each text of his more bold and ecstatic than the last. I chew on my lip, wondering how I’d tell Irma. She knew I didn’t have any other friends. Maybe I can tell her this was how I was picking up my phone. Yeah, that was a good idea.

I send back a short text, accepting his invitation to dinner. I couldn’t wait, he claimed to be quite the master chef after all.

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

CW: panic attack, disease

Sandra’s last chapter started... 🌼😞

The next day I went to Sandra to pick up Liam. S. was the middle of moving. She asked me to take care of her little one. Before I went to her, I was in the hospital. My doc called me. He wanted to examine me again. It was about my blood levels. My leukocytes were elevated and since I was pregnant, he was a bit worried.

Though this was nothing new to me (my elevated Leukos), I was still scared as hell, when I got the call from the hospital. I was so terrified, that I got a panic attack.

Sandra: Did you have enough money for the cab? Why didn’t you call your parents to get you, or Daniel?

Me: Daniel has an appointment. I called my Mom. But it would have taken too long to wait for her. She was on the phone with me during the whole ride to distract me. She was so worried, it made me even more nervous, so I called you. And of course I had money with me.

Sandra: Now you're here & safe. You don’t have to be afraid, A.! Everything will be fine! Just continue to take those deep breaths..... Come, lay down on the couch.

Me: ..... Sorry S., but now I just don't want to be hugged. Pls don’t stress me!!

Sandra: Okay, I leave you alone. I won’t touch you, A... Try to relax.

Me: Thanks S.... Tell me something. What’s Liam doing?

Sandra: He’s asleep, but he’ll wake up soon. Yk, if this gets too much for you today with Liam, I can ask my Mom, or I take him with me? I just thought it would be good for you and Daniel to spend a day alone with Liam. Kind of.... a test.

Me: Daniel is good with Babies. Liam loves him. But you’re right! Now that I’m pregnant.... Let’s see, if Daniel even wants to take care of a Baby with me.

Sandra: I trust Daniel and you anyway. Is everything ok with you two? He seemed so quiet the other day.

Me: I slept with him last night. But.... agh, Idk? He's been so cold to me, this morning. Anyway, I don't wanna talk about it.

Sandra: Okay then.... tell me how your check up was? Why do you worry sm?

Me: Same damn issue as always.... My doc wanted to examine me more closely. He did an ultrasound to see if any white blood cells had accumulated in my organs. They’ll call me as soon as they get the results. But my Baby's fine. He told me not to worry.

Sandra: I know you’re terrified of being seriously ill. But you’re fine, A.! Your Baby is fine too, you just have to do something about your panic attacks. Did you take your pills?

Me: Yes! But I know why I got a panic attack. I’ve been thinking too much about the shit Irma told me six months ago. Daniel saw her. And just this morning, I also got that call from my doc. Right after D. told me about Irma that weirdo. You know?

As Sandra and I kept talking, the doorbell rang. Sandra told me she met a nice guy. He was her new neighbor. They met in that building/house, where her new apartment was. She liked him. He offered to help Sandra with the move, so he came by today.

While Sandra opened the door to her new neighbor, I walked over to Liam’s nursery. The little one woke up, but was still a bit tired. I stroked his head and smiled at him. As soon as Liam noticed me, he stretched out his arms, to take him out of his crib. So cute. Together we went back to the living room, where I put Liam in his high chair. At that moment Sandra’s new neighbor entered her apartment.

As I turned around, I saw a tall, young man standing in front of Sandra. While I was waiting for S. to introduce me to him, I noticed how she looked at him.  It was obvious, Sandra had a crush on that guy. Hm?... Ok, I got it! S. wanted to be alone with him. That’s why she needed me as a babysitter.

All right, then it's time for me to call Daniel to pick me & Liam up. I texted him. He’ll be there in a few minutes, but before Liam & I left, Sandra of course introduced me to her new... friend?

Sandra: That’s the...... nice guy, I told you about. Dario. He helps me with wallpapering and building up some furniture.

Me: Hey, D.! I'm Aleksa. Nice to meet you.

Dario: Hi!

Me: Um, well! You two are busy today. Can you please pack Liam’s things, S.? Daniel's already down there waiting for us.

Sandra: It's all done. I just have to get his sleeping bag. But we’ll help you carry his stuff in the car.

Me: C'mon sweetie! Uncle Danny’s waiting for you.

I didn’t talk much to Sandra’s new friend that day. From the first impression he seemed okay, but.....no! This guy’s gonna be S.’s worst nightmare, her..... end.😞 Some of you know what I’m talking about. Anyway, rn I don’t want to say more about him. At first everything seemed perfect. They were both in love and happy with each other, for almost 2 years. But unfortunately this guy was..... a psycho. 😔😢

And Daniel, he didn’t know Liam was gonna stay with us. But somehow D. knew, that I wanted to.... test him, to see if he could take care of a Baby with me. Well, let's see... 😬

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[garadinervi]

Ellen Gallagher: Murmur, Orbus, Text by Caoimhín Mac Giolla Léith, Designed by Irma Boom, Hauser & Wirth Publishers / Fruitmarket Gallery, Edinburgh, 2005 [Walker Art Center, Minneapolis, MN. Konst/ig Books, Stockholm. Art: © Ellen Gallagher]

Exhibitions: Fruitmarket Gallery, Edinburgh, December 11, 2004 – February 13, 2005; Hauser & Wirth, London, June 2 – July 23, 2005

[faerunsbest]

Tell us about Sybyll's family-- kids, parents, siblings, etc.

Who are they and how close is he with each one?

jesus fucking Christ i had long thinky on this, theres a lot of moments i didnt include cause i wanna go to bed lol

Older brother: lennox

Older sister aster

Younger sister irma

and the baby: Sybyll

Sybylls mother and father and endlessly obsessed with each other which while sweet resulted in some poor decisions. They as youths had decided to continue his family's treasure hunting tradition together, when she became pregnant with their first child it didn’t even occur to them to slow down or maybe even stop the adventure. They simply went on and brought him along for the ride, same for the second kid. 

The difference now being that they have help taking care of the baby. This line of thought continued all the way to sybyll, there were three other pregnancies but those failed and neither mourned at all.

Its safe to say that due to this, none of the kids were particularly close with their parents. The father did however make a point of teaching Lennox as much as he could without neglecting his wife. Since Lennox knew so much it was Lennox who shared information with Aster as well as the new things he’d learned on his own. As Aster grew up they learned skills by themself as they followed their parents, being given a new sibling Irma the cycle started again. And the last time was Sybyll, it was after Sybyll that their mother decided she no longer wished to get pregnant again. On her say-so they went into town to get her sterilized and then immediately went back out.

Now because Sybyll would notably be the last child she would bear, she seemed pay sybyll more attention although it wasn’t until he was slightly older.

Lennox is wall and broad and strong, he is the one who wound up watching all the kids when their parents wanted to enter ruins alone. However as lennox grew stronger he was expected to come along and help, but unlike his parents he wouldn’t pass the buck. He brought his siblings with him and kept an eye on them. It was here that he was able to show off much of the skill he had.

Unexpectedly however, Sybyll seemed to have a knack for reading symbols and runes. Perfectly capable of putting two and two together especially when his mum began teaching him to read. Something she didn't do for any of the others. The way she spoke to him was like a lukewarm welcome and he found himself adapting to her demeanor more because she would give more if he asked for less or asked carefully. More information, more lessons. 

There was a time when Sybyll was very small and felt quite useless beside his siblings always being carried  and protected, it was Lennox who cheered him. IT was lennox who sat with when he warbled by a lake shore, telling him its alright. He takes after mother, and mother is smart- so maybe he can work on using that. It’s a great strength, Sybyll took this very much to heart.

He could read and they couldn’t, not really. So he read and learned as much as he could everywhere they went. Irma helped by taking every intact book she could find and bringing it back to him. Aster was unknowingly more or less helpful by bringing virtually any paper with text. This included maps, blueprints and schematics that hadn’t been destroyed over time. By the time Sybyll was 10 and Lennox was 16, Sybyll was able to coordinate maps and navigate his way to and through ruins. 

At some point they realized their parents were taking a backseat and letting them lead the way to the next broken down castle or demolished city. Lennox found himself grinning as he watched from a rock while sybyll drew maps in the dirt with a stick to show the path they should take to find the next big thing. It was thanks to sybyll reading every little scrap that they found themselves able to open hidden vaults and tear out treasure.

Finally Lennox was allowed to take the lead formally. He allowed Sybyll to make the map, somewhere between a and b  the two began to argue as Sybyll kept saying the way Lennox was leading them was wrong. Lennox was sure he was right, he could just knock down a wall and they’d have an easy way into a particular ruin. When the wall came down Sybyll was right. Not only was the structure unsound but old traps suddenly exploded, a slew of sized arrow flying through the falling rubble nearly perforating aster.

It was at this time that Sybyll employed his first make as an artificer, an expanding shield. Lennox was horrified and ashamed of himself, astounded and jealous all at once. Not only had Sybyll sold him the entire time that he was wrong but he cleaned up the mistake when he made it. Humiliating wasn’t a strong enough word.

It was here that their parents decided maybe Sybyll could lead the next one, and he did. He led the way through thick forest down to a crumbling city that shouldn't exist to find an angel's halo. He found it. Or the item labeled as such.

Unfortunately his find came with a price, he would follow tradition and choose a tattoo for every successful mission. He was 11 years old when he hunched over to allow himself to be inked with a small needle and hammer. Lennox watched as his skinny, tiny little brother stayed hunched and still, eyes glassy but not letting a drop fall. And he felt worse. When she was done Sybylls mother patted the top of his head congratulating him for not making a sound. Very brave, very strong.

Another mission came and went, Aster and Irma both learned very quickly that whatever Sybyll said was with point and purpose, he was quite good at delegating tasks and  leading them to success at every turn. They watched as Sybyll managed to pick and choose what artifacts he would keep and what they would sell or squirrel away into hiding. With every mission he became slightly more proficient in his every endeavor. They came to trust him entirely, especially as he managed to perpetually point out flaws in their movement and how to fix it, he created little things to help them along and stay safe. These two trust him with everything.

Lennox 

Lennox yes he trusted his brother but that didn't mean he wasn't angry, he wasn't recently that his right to lead them was taken. So at some point it overflowed and burst and Lennox left. He left to prove that he was also capable, that he could do this just as well. He left to search for something on his own, something that would help him the way all those toys and trinkets helped Sybyll

When Sybyll found him again he was alone naked in a field doused in blood that didn't all belong to him. Long slashes across his body, dents in his face, blood gurgling from the rip in his neck. Aster and Iris shrieked at the image of him, parents only freezing at the image he made. Sybyll however kneeled down and unfurled a long scroll, laying it over lennox chest. He opened his own shirt and with the tip of a glass knife traces the same runes and images across himself with an disturbingly steady hand. 

As it was done, the knife settled at his center and deep, drinking him up until it was a lovely bloody red. Sybyll flipped the blade and swiftly sunk it deep in the center of his brother's ribcage. It was the 1st time in years they all heard Sybyll scream, shriek. After a bright flash and burning heat, Sybyll lay thrown panting in the grass and Lennox was sat up screaming, but alive. 

It wasn’t until the next full moon that they realized what he’d done to himself, Sybylls family watched in outright horror when Lennox’s skin split and shredded revealing a werewolf beneath. Aster and Irma were charged with protecting their parents While Sybyll employed every trick Lennox ever taught him, to keep him back. Sybyll utilized everything he had to keep his brother not only at bay, but within his grasp to keep him from harming anyone else.

When the sun came up Lennox was left on his knees watching Sybyll stare him down , exhausted. When Sybyll collapsed, lennox realized he fucked up again, he put them all in danger again. When he tried to leave again, Aster asked him, they would just chase him.

 Their next mission was a belt, a very specific belt. Simple as always, Sybyll led the way and this time he allowed choices to be handed off to Lennox.  Month and months of searching and suddenly finally Sybyll had his hands around the damned  thing, more like a harness than a belt, a ratty old thing. Leather with sterling buckles and runes carved in, Lennox couldn't meet Sybylls gaze when the belt was set around him. 

A full moon came and the belt was fastened shut, Sybyll sat beside his brother when he realized what the belt was for. Just another way Sybyll was cleaning up after him.

“You know, I hear you when you talk to mother and father. You tell them you're not the smart one, but you fail to recall. I really wouldn’t know anything if It wasn’t for you. I think you are well suited to this.”

Lennox and the rest of them stood in shock as Sybyll, took his rucksack and just left.

He hasn’t seen any of them since.

tldr:

lennox: loves sybyll but is jealous// sybyll looks up to him but doesn't show it very well

aster and irma adore and trust their baby brother and also understand that he a lukwarm weirdo who shows love by making sure they're safe

parents are unnamed cause they're neglectful and didn't really do a lot for any of them

[irmacuckoo]

@ameliefrost @asherfrostisback @atticus-frost

Hello. My name is Irma. I'm your sister.