#julia bory

[funhouse-apocalypse]

The Long Nap

Julia Bory had the best kept secret in town sleeping in her house. She’d moved into the Dittman family’s house shortly after Darla and Malcolm had both disappeared, her home next door sold without a second thought. Few people in town knew what was hidden inside one of the rooms upstairs, and no one that knew spoke of it.

It was better that way, Julia reasoned. Arlo had after all, been sleeping for over twenty years now. If Darla hadn’t been gone for five years, she might have finally lost hope and pulled the plug. But Julia wasn’t one to give up on something, especially not her godson. She heard talk of people with far worse fates who still made it out alive, like the whispered about soldier from the old days who’d survived a bullet to the head and woken from his own coma and decade ago. If he could do it, Julia knew Arlo deserved a fighting chance.

She went up to his room at noon, to swap out his IV bag for a full drip, and to start Arlo’s feeding tube. And found Arlo with his eyes open.

“Arlo? Arlo?!” Julia rushed the the bed and grabbed Arlo’s hands. He didn’t respond, eyes staring unblinkingly up at the ceiling. She turned and yelled down to her wife. “Judith! Call Dr. Hain! Arlo’s awake!”

She didn’t leave his side until the doctor assigned to Arlo’s occasional checkups came to see him. He had visited less and less as the years went on, Arlo had all his vaccinations given when necessary, but there wasn’t really much else the doctor could do besides writing more prescriptions for medicines to put in the boy’s IV.

“Arlo.” Dr. Hain said loudly as he walked into the room, shutting the door behind him. He took out a penlight and shined it in Arlo’s eyes. Julia and Judith watched with silent excitement as Arlo’s pupils dilated. “Arlo if you can hear me, follow the light with your eyes.” The light moved, but Arlo’s eyes didn’t track it. Dr. Hain put on his stethoscope and listened to Arlo’s heart, then grabbed his hand. “Arlo, can you try to move one of your fingers?” There was not a single twitch as Arlo’s hand laid in his palm. He blinked, taking an entire five seconds for his eyes to close, and another five for them to open. He hadn’t blinked much since Judith had called the hospital.

“Isn’t he awake?” Judith asked as Dr. Hain reached into his medical bag, and pulled out a sterilized needle packet, tearing it open.

“What are you doing?” Julia demanded quickly as Dr. Hain grabbed Arlo’s hand again. “Hey, he’s afraid of needles, what are you doing?”

“It takes a patient days to the more likely weeks to wake up from a coma. The first indication is the eyes opening, and the next is the reaction to pain stimuli. His muscles are so weak it’s possible he can’t even move a finger.” Dr. Hain looked back at Arlo’s face for a moment. “It’s incredible that his eyes are open. This may finally be his transition out of the coma. Or…”

“Or?” Judith pressed.

Dr. Hain sighed. “He’s been asleep for twenty-two years, ladies. It’s highly likely this is all you’ll get out of him. He could be a vegetable for the rest of his life. His pupils dilated, but he didn’t react to the command to follow the light. One of two reasons. He’s still in the process of waking up the part of his brain that controls functions like the eyes…or he is simply no longer capable. It’s just a quick poke, to see if he reacts to pain.” He promised, pricking Arlo’s finger. Arlo didn’t flinch, not even when a small bead of blood formed on his fingertip.

“He can do it.” Julia said firmly. “He’s waking up. This is only the first day. He’ll wake up. You said it could take weeks.”

“We’ll see.” Dr. Hain said with little emotion in his voice. “Call me during his “waking” periods. I’ll come to check up on him and do more tests.” He collected his bag and waved goodbye to the wives. “I wish you all the best. And you too, Arlo.” He directed towards the bed. “Maybe he can finally hear you. Talk to him.”

He left and Judith went downstairs to watch her television program. Julia smiled at Arlo, squeezing his hand. “I told your mother you’d wake up.” She said proudly. “You take your time now. I’ll be waiting for you Arlie.” Arlo took in a deep breath and sighed. Julia sat with him, telling bedtime stories and corny jokes until Arlo blinked and didn’t open his eyes again. It took four more visits before Arlo’s eyes followed the penlight. Another seven before he winced as he was given the needle prick.

“He’s waking up.” Dr. Hain finally decided, a wide smile growing on his face. “Such a rare medical event, it’s hardly been documented. Now remember he may still have setbacks, like the week he had where he had no waking period. And we have no clue what will happen as he continues to wake. His cognitive functions may have decreased, and it will be incredibly unlikely for him to relearn all the skills he used to know. Even talking after a coma this long is incredibly rare. But, others have done it. We’ll do everything in our power to help Arlo get to wherever he can.”

“Oh he’ll talk.” Julia nodded confidently. “He has everything to say.”

“See you soon.” Dr. Hain promised. “Remember what I said about the next phase of waking up, when and if he gets there. He will be confused, likely agitated, and his memory will suffer. Play him music, bring in some incense or candles, put on the TV. His brain needs stimulation now more than ever. But try not to push him. If he becomes agitated and is able to start using his arms to try pulling out his tube or his IV, call me immediately, there are soft restraints that can prevent him from hurting himself. Goodbye Arlo. I look forward to seeing you when you’re awake.”

A week and a half passed, and when Julia found Arlo staring up at the ceiling, panic stricken and shakily breathing, she knew he was finally, truly awake.

“Arlo, Arlo it’s me.” She said gently, shutting the door and locking it. She didn’t need Judith’s coddling suffocating Arlo and making him more worked up. “It’s Ms. Bory, Arlo. Do you remember me?” Arlo let out a noise, a low nervous “Ah sound that dragged through him. “It’s so good to see you awake, Arlie. Try to relax. Everything is going to be alright. You were just asleep for a little bit. You’re safe.” Arlo was still struggling to breathe. Julia pulled out her phone and sent a text to Dr. Hain.

He’s awake. Awake awake. You need to come help him. He’s scared.

Thinking for a moment, Julia opened youtube on her phone and switched to a playlist of old kid songs released before Arlo had gone to sleep. She turned the volume up-Not too loud, she didn’t want to hurt his newly hearing ears-and reached to grab his hands.

“Arlo-Arlo my boy. I know you’re scared.” She said over the music, Arlo’s lip quivering as she reached to brush her hand against his head. He took in a shaky breath, tears starting to form and fall down his eyes. “And that’s okay Arlie. I’m here for you. But you’re safe, and nothing is going to happen to you. Can you hear me? Blink if you can hear me, Arlo.” Arlo’s eyelashes fluttered as he blinked, still quietly crying. Not a sound escaped him. “Are you thirsty Arlie? I’ll get you some water.” 

She stood and went downstairs to the kitchen. Dr. Hain had warned her coma patients always felt incredibly dehydrated waking up, from the dryness in the throat. And she also knew the best way to calm down a crying child was to give them a drink.

She had to hold the cup up and put the straw in his mouth her self, but after a moments pause she saw some of the water travelling up the straw and into Arlo's mouth. It all spilled out onto his blanket unswallowed, Julia patting Arlo’s knee to calm him down while she wiped the water off his face.

“It's okay Arlo, you aren't in any trouble.” Julia promised. “Try again, you can do it. That was very good for a first try.”

It took two more tries before he swallowed most of the water, only a few water droplets dribbling down his chin. He finished the entire cup by the time Dr. Hain got there and knocked on the locked door.

“Arlie, a doctor is here to look at you.” Julia explained patiently. “He isn't going to give you any shots or needles, okay? I promise he's just going to do a basic examination. There's nothing to worry about. You trust me, don't you Arlo?” She patted his shoulder before moving to unlock the door.

“Hello Arlo!” Dr. Hain said happily as he stepped in, Judith behind him. Julia ushered her back out to the hall before she could question why she hadn't been told about Arlo.

“Listen Judith, this is really important for Arlo, he won't like you fussing all over him just yet.” Julia reasoned. “I'm sorry I hadn't told you before the doctor got here, but Arlo needs time. I have to put him first, you understand? Which is why I need you to stay out here for now, and I need to go back in. Arlo needs someone to hold his hand, and I'll have to do.”

“I understand.” Judith said softly. “He knows you better.”

Julia kissed Judith quickly then went back into the room. Dr. Hain was on Julia's normal side of the room, because she always sat on the side Arlo's face tilted towards. He'd turned the music off. She took a seat just behind him so Arlo could see her. Dr. Hain was having Arlo follow the penlight again, Arlo’s eyes slowly tracking it back and forth, still a little delayed like the first time he'd done it. Hain put the penlight down and grabbed Arlo’s hand, laying it palm up in his hands.

“Arlo, blink if you can feel my hands.” Dr. Hain requested. Arlo blinked. “Alright Arlo, I want you to try moving your fingers or hand, anything you can move.” Dr. Hain waited patiently for a long, long time, and finally the tip of Arlo’s index finger just barely curled in before straightening back out. He let out a soft, pained whine. “I know Arlo, I'm sorry if it hurt.” Dr. Hain apologized. He turned to Julia and said low under his breath, “Arlo will have a lot of muscle pain for at least a couple weeks. Try to massage his hands and arms a good amount, and we'll get a physical therapist to help with the stiffness in his back, neck, and legs. He won't like it, but it'll help the pain go away as his hands start to relax. His muscles are very tense right now, he isn't using any strength when you or I hold him.”

“I know.” Julia nodded. Arlo’s hands felt like deadweight when she lifted them up to pat them or give a reassuring squeeze. “When do we work on his speech?”

“After he's a little more settled. This is only the first day.” Dr. Hain reminded. “Keep giving him the water but no foods, not even anything soft. And try to keep watch on if he's tensing his jaw. But now that he is waking up fully, have you made any progress-”

Julia shushed him. “Outside the room.” She said firmly, turning to Arlo. “Arlo my boy, I'll be right back, okay?” She stood and walked into the hall, Dr. Hain following her. “No, Dr. Hain, I haven't heard a single word from Darla, haven't heard anything in the news about Malcolm, none of Arlo’s extended family-if he even has any-have reached out to me.” She admitted.

“You do understand that his medical bills will become more expensive?” Dr. Hain asked. “The psychical therapy, mental screenings, regular therapy? Are you confident you can pay without the assistance of the Dittmans?”

“They left Arlo in my care.” Julia said, voice steady. “I'm not going to abandon him to lousy state care to save a few nickels and dimes. And even if I never find Darla, she entrusted Arlo to me. He's my boy just as much as hers now. I've taken care of him for five years now on my own. I can continue to do so.”

“Very well. Have a nice day, ladies.” Dr. Hain nodded. “Keep him away from mirrors for now, remember what I said about the confusion and regulation problems. He's very fragile.”

“He’s not fragile.” Julia corrected after Hain had already gone, Judith the only one there to hear her. “He's recovering.”

Previous Chapter:

The Long Nap (1)

@sonnetnumber23 Happy Birthday!

[https-rediation]

Canon Heights(???) & Carmen Sandiego

Hi all 👋

I've recovered from the month and a half I spent on the Carmen Sandiego timeline and am back to my regularly scheduled obsessing

Which has expanded to the characters and how tall they are because seriously how tall are they oml????

Now, I assume plenty of us have seen this image before:

You can find it on the Official Carmen Sandiego Facebook back from Oct 2019 (not sure about the Instagram or Twitter I'm too lazy to check)

It's widely been used as the canon basis for the character's heights, though I found myself unsure of its reliability

There have been a multitude of posts using the same "Your [Insert Topic Here] Your Carmen Sandiego Character" format, none of which seem to be canon to the show

The Zodiac and Birth Month ones actively contradict each other after all

And I can hear you saying "this really doesn't matter, this is ridiculous online person I don't know"

And you would be correct but I'm nothing if not a nerd so guess what I stumbled upon during my timeline rewatch

Boom

Directly from the show, Graham's mugshot. This is a very frustrating image to be honest because if you look closely between the 5 and 6 foot mark there are 10 lines as opposed to the 12 there should be corresponding to each inch

But oh! There's another image with his mug shot!

This one has no numbers.

So I did what any sane person would do and resorted to math

First I took Chief's image and deleted her from existence, leaving only Graham

Then I undistorted the photo so that it properly lined up with the flat version Bellum displayed so I would know where the foot markers would line up

These were 14 notches apart. Equally unhelpful. So I accepted my fate and pulled out the pixel measurements. Between the 5 foot and 6 foot line was 405 pixels

Between the 5 foot mark and Graham's head was 358 pixels

Using this very simple equation

[A (px) / B (px)] * B (in) = A (in)

We can find out how tall Graham is

358/405 * 12 = 10.61

Round that up to 11 inches and add the 60 inches that makes up 5ft we get a resounding height of 5'11" (or 179 cm)

(if you're confused on why the math works, we know that 405 pixels = 12 inches, we're looking to find what 358 pixels out of that 405 is which is why we multiply that fraction by 12. 405/405 times 12 would equal 12, same idea applies to 358/405. I hope this makes sense.)

For the rest of the characters we can use this lovely height chart

You can find this chart on the Official Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter (I checked). They're separated into individual photos, I just lined them all up into one big one here, it has been unaltered otherwise.

Using the same formula the character's heights are as such (rounded up or down accordingly by the decimals): Coach Brunt: 6'10" (208 cm) Countess Cleo: 6'6" (197 cm) Boris: 6'6" (198 cm) Male A.C.M.E. Agent: 6'4" (194 cm) Cookie Booker: 6'4" (193 cm) Chief: 6'4" (192 cm) Shadowsan: 6'4" (192 cm) Le Chevre: 6'3" (190 cm) Devineaux: 6'3" (190 cm) Prof. Maelstrom: 6'2" (187 cm) Zack: 6'1" (186 cm) Agent Zari: 6'0" (182 cm) Mime Bomb: 5'11" (180 cm) Crackle: 5'11" (179 cm) Carmen: 5'10" (177 cm) Tigress: 5'10" (177 cm) Ivy: 5'10" (177 cm) El Topo: 5'6" (168 cm) Vlad: 5'7" (171 cm) Julia: 5'8" (172 cm) Teenage Carmen: 5'5" (166 cm) Dr. Bellum: 5'3" (159 cm) Player: 5'4" (162 cm) Child Carmen: 3'10" (117 cm) Kid Carmen: 2'6" (77 cm)

What does this mean? Either the cast of Carmen Sandiego is ridiculously tall or this is all vaguely nonsense

Regardless of my dubious findings I thought it was fun and might as well post what I had

The chart itself does have some merit though, using Carmen's 5'7" that is listed in the Facebook post as a basis you get these heights instead:

Coach Brunt: 6'7" (200 cm) Countess Cleo: 6'2" (189 cm) Boris: 6'3" (190 cm) Male A.C.M.E. Agent: 6'1" (186 cm) Cookie Booker: 6'1" (186 cm) Chief: 6'0" (184 cm) Shadowsan: 6'0" (184 cm) Le Chevre: 6'0" (182 cm) Devineaux: 6'0" (182 cm) Prof: Maelstrom: 5'11" (180 cm) Zack: 5'10" (178 cm) Agent Zari: 5'9" (175 cm) Mime Bomb: 5'8" (173 cm) Crackle: 5'8" (172 cm) Carmen: 5'7" (170 cm) Tigress: 5'7" (171 cm) Ivy: 5'7" (170 cm) El Topo: 5'3" (161 cm) Vlad: 5'5" (164 cm) Julia: 5'5" (165 cm) Teen Carmen: 5'3" (159 cm) Dr. Bellum: 5'0" (153 cm) Player: 5'1" (156 cm) Child Carmen: 3'8" (113 cm) Kid Carmen: 2'5" (74 cm)

This one feels slightly less outlandish, but really Player is still stuck at 5'1" as a 16 year old so how realistic can it be

I hope someone enjoyed my ramblings, however inconclusive they may have been 🙌

[grandpa-kita]

My honest reactions to my favourite Beyblade ships, tropes and some plot ideas I have in my mind but probably will never see the light

In honour of Mayblade 2025. These are my personal preferences, but I would love to hear yours too!

Yuriy x Kai slow burn from enemies to friends to lovers during G-Rev World Tournament, my comfort Beyblade plot to read in bed with cozy scented candles, comfy pillows and tea

Yuriy x Kai, this time an utterly painful slow burn after BEGA arc, with Yuriy recovering and finding out that Kai really joined the BEGA and Volkov and not wanting to talk to him or have him in Neoborg anymore and Kai going the extra mile to prove to him that he cares and realising he has always cared more than he imagined. No cozy candles, only tissues

Kai x Yuriy (x Garland), with Yuriy and Garland one day being arch enemies and the next being like oooops we kissed in the lift by mistake but we still deeply hate each other and Kai eventually discovering what being jelous means and taking very concrete actions

Yuriy x Julia who ignore each other until the very last week of the World Tournament and then end up in a hotel room and the morning after are both in utter disbelief because "why on earth would I share my space with this Spanish nuisance" and "why on earth would I kiss the most obnoxious blader of the whole tournament"

Yuriy x Julia but this time they end up in the room early on in the tournament as a way to de-stress after a match and writing it off as temporary and based only on physical attraction, but then they start to actually talk in bed and get to know each other better and by the time the final comes they are completely smitten

Yuriy x Julia but with Garland hitting on Julia and Julia giving him an occasion for a split second which sends Yuriy in a spiral of trauma-led self sabotage because she deserves better but then she is back because she fell hard for him and he fell for her too and aaaAAAHHH

Kai x Takao/Tyson as soulmates who have been battling for years and thought it was a sport obsession but then realised they've actually been obsessed with each other

Kai x Hiromi/Hilary in adult life or very late Beyblading days with Hiromi/Hilary who has had entangled feelings for Kai since the days in V-Force but realised it only years later and I am absolutely weak for how peaceful and balanced this relationship has always sounded to me despite Hiromi/Hilary's temper around Takao/Tyson or Daichi

Kai x Brooklyn in a post-GRev World Tournament, there is something twisted about it in my opinion, but I would still read it

Bonus: Boris/Bryan seducing Ming Ming only to take his own revenge for the whole BEGA thing and eventually winning her over one evening and nobody could have ever imagined this but oh my, sparks fly in that room

[needfornostalgia]

A Yuriy/Kai Story as told by✨The Theatre✨ For Mayblade

With some Mathilda/Julia/Yuriy/Kai and Boris/Hiromi for the extra spice.

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So, set the scene.

Two years after the fall of BEGA, BBA is slowly building itself back up. Now a little celebration tournament is going to be held in Japan, bringing all the bladers we know and love back together. 

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Yuriy and Kai giving each other looks across the stadium… (Romeo and Juliet Ballet) 

…only to start fighting about shitty choices made in the past as soon as the talk. (RENT The Musical)  

Black Dranzer never leaves… (Swan Lake Ballet)

Mathilda absolutely enchanted by Julia. (Cinderella Ballet) 

Julia making sure Yuriy is watching. (Carmen Ballet)

Kai seeing Yuriy with Julia and not liking it one bit.(Les Misérables The Musical) 

Oh dear. The villain Volkov is lurking in the shadows… (Sleeping Beauty - A Gothic Romance Ballet) 

Kai’s trying to deal with his gay panic angst. Also Takao and co: ”What the hell is going on?!” (Giselle Ballet)

Yuriy being confused about his feelings. (Spring Awakening The Musical)

At a party, Julia, drunk of her ass, flirts with Mathilda and Yuriy. And maybe Kai, maybe others. She can’t remember…  

Yuriy confessing his feelings for Kai, but Kai does not believe him one bit. 

Yuriy has had enough of Julias mixed signals. (Into The Woods Musical) 

Julia finally admitting to herself that she’s a hot mess who hurts others and herself. (30 e tantos ósos)

Kai is so done with everything.  (David Bobee’s Hamlet)

Fear not Kai! Your straight best friend Hiromi is here to teach you all about love! (Wicked The Musical) 

Meanwhile, Yuriys straight best friend Boris is trying to teach him all about ”love”. (Spring Awakening The Musical) 

Then Boris finds out who he’s helping Yuriy to get laid with. ”Of all men, why him??!!!”

Ivan and Sergei being like: ”Really Boris. You could not figure that out?” (Into The Woods The Musical) 

After some ups and downs Kai and Yuriy finally decided to meet and talk. It’s awkward, It’s tense. It’s nice. (Sleeping Beauty - A Gothic Romance Ballet) 

Meanwhile, Hiromi and Boris realizing that ”That straight friend of Yuriy/Kai is kinda hot.” (Newsies The Musical)

Also meanwhile, Julia apologizing to Mathilda.

Oh no! Volkov has abducted Kai!  (Sleeping Beauty - A Gothic Romance Ballet) 

Yuriy gathering everyone for the rescue mission. (Finding Neverland The Musical)

Kai being forced to listen to Volkovs villain monologue. ”SOMEBODY FREE ME FROM THIS NUTJOB!!” (Rebecca The Musical)

Fight, fight! Action, action! Etc, etc!!! (David Bobee’s Hamlet) 

Kai trying to escape. (Matthew Bourne’s Swan Lake Ballet)

More action etc, etc!!!!!  (David Bobee’s Hamlet)

Battle over, villain is defeated. Our lovers are back together. The kiss finally happens! (Romeo and  Juliet)

Some time has passed. Yuriy has to go back to Russia. Heartfelt goodbyes are said. (Bare A Pop Opera: The Musical) 

Long distant relationships are hard but they can do it! (Romeo and Juliet)

THE END

[rwby-confess]

Confession #666

[akyivanov]

Prompt 17: Bakery

«Privacy?...what privacy? »

«We need to know what he does »

And so it was that Sergey learned never again to accept an invitation from Boris.

[kehkr]

please endulge me in some amusing blitzkrieg boys banter from elapsed-

“Damn.” Said Tala, marveling at Julia who had just emerged from the changing room with a leg holster on over her shorts. He spun her around like a ballerina so he could admire. “Can we take this back to the hotel?”

“Really?” Julia said with a grin. “I’m not above stealing.”

“Please stop,” drawled Bryan, “this is why I ended up in Kai’s room the other night, you two wouldn’t stop fuc-”

“You have your own room, Bryan!” said Tala.

“I was drunk! I couldn’t find it!”

(i can just imagine this as a lil story board)

[yorgunherakles]

doğum, hem yaşama yönelik tüm tehlikelerin ilkidir, hem de daha sonra bunaltı duymamıza yol açan her şeyin prototipidir ve doğum deneyiminden bize kalan şey belki de bunaltı adını verdiğimiz duygulanımın ifadesidir.

norman n holland - psikanaliz ve shakespeare

[farlilac]

I went to take a photo but Boris stood in front of the karaoke machine and started singing so I plopped Julia in front of it too and she joined in

[funhouse-apocalypse]

The Long Nap

Arlo was staring at the post it note. The small piece of bright paper pressed against a little toy robot with his mother’s handwriting in sharpie.

Went out for milk -Mom and Dad

There was a little drawing of a heart filled in with the same black ink, slowly growing faded over time. “Ma-Mahm.” Arlo said quietly. The door opened as Julia and Judith came in, Arlo’s eyes flickering over to them. “Mahm?” He repeated, voice slightly croaky from yesterday.

He’d had another tantrum over seemingly nothing, screaming for an hour until Julia and Judith had to just leave him alone, crying himself to sleep. The mood swings were rare, but they were starting to pop up more and more. Another recession period. That was how it often went, Dr. Hain had explained. Mood swings and tantrums in order to develop a new skill, just like a baby would lose sleep before learning something. Julia couldn’t bring herself to be angry once she knew that. Arlo had gotten his new favourite ability back.

“Mahm? Ma?”

“We don’t know when she’s coming back, Arlie.” Judith admitted. “She’s been gone for…” Five years. “...a while.” Arlo whined in annoyance, looking away from the two of them and back at the note. He made another noise, a long drawn out “Ow” sound. Judith tried to rush forwards, Julia stopped her with a hand in front of her chest. “Oh Arlie, are you hurt?”

“He’s telling us to get out.” Julia corrected quietly. “Right Arlo? You want to be alone?” Arlo jerkily nodded with another “Oww!”

“Oh, you don’t mean that, do you Arlo?” Judith wrung her hands together. “You want us here?”

“Don’t be like that Jude.” Julia said firmly. “Arlo wants us to leave, so we are going to respect him and give him his space. Arlo, we’ll be back in half an hour when the nurse gets here to give you your bath, and get you ready for a walk.” She gently guided her wife out of the room, shutting Arlo’s door while her wife turned to her, distressed.

“Why doesn’t he want to see us? I feel so awful.” Judith whispered. “He’s so miserable lately and I don’t think anything we’ve done has made him feel better.”

“He’s in a mood, and he’s processing things.” Julia reasoned. “This is good, Jude. He’s advocating for himself, we just need to listen to him when he needs time alone. He's speaking Judith. I've missed that voice so much, I don't care what he's saying with it. Try and remember that when he's upset with us.”

Arlo was calmer by the time the nurse came. He always liked the warm water and bubbles during bathtime, relaxing the aches in his muscles. And, until today, the bathroom was the only other room in the house he’d been taken too since waking up. But now his nurse carried him downstairs, hair still somewhat wet. Judith and Julia waited by the wheelchair as the nurse buckled him in, carefully adjusting his head to lay more comfortably on his pillow.

Judith carefully put sunscreen on Arlo’s face and arms, Julia grabbing the special pair of sunglasses for Arlo and putting them on.

“Ready to go outside, Arlo?” Judith asked as she opened the door. Arlo winced a little at the brightness, even with the sunglasses. The nurse pushed him out onto the porch and down the ramp, starting to walk him down the sidewalk, Julia and Judith on both sides of his chair. 

The sun shone down onto Arlo for the first time in a long time, drying his hair and casting light onto his face. They only went around the block twice, but by the time they went back home Arlo had fallen asleep in his chair, a peaceful look on his face.

He started being taken out for walks once a week, slowly beginning to use the controls on the chair to wheel himself around. Julia and Judith had to keep an eye on him to make sure he wouldn’t accidentally steer himself off the sidewalk, but he only got better with practice. His speech and muscle control continued progressing at the same pace, and he could say just enough to get whatever he wanted across to Julia. Because he was starting to get used to sitting in the chair, his back muscles especially got strong enough for sitting up in bed.

“Arlie, we have a present for you.” Judith said, looking into his bedroom. He was laying on his side, another new ability, and watching one of the kids shows he liked. He rolled onto his back and slowly pushed himself up as Judith handed him the wrapped present she held. Julia sat down next to Arlo’s bed, turning the TV off. He struggled with the wrapping paper, whining when he couldn’t rip it. He dropped it and looked at Julia. “Do.” He said. “Oh-pen.” 

“Arlo, what do you say?” Judith chided.

Arlo lightly smacked the box. “Oh-pen. Oh-pen l-ees.”

“Try again.” Julia corrected. “Please, Arlo, puh-le-se.”

“L-ees.” Arlo insisted. “Oh-pen!” Julia waited expectantly. Arlo must’ve been in a good mood that day, because he didn’t get upset, and instead continued struggling though the word. “Uh-l-ees. Lease.”

“Keep trying love, you can do it.” Judith encouraged. “You can say P, can’t you?”

“Puh.” Arlo grimaced as he slowly spoke. “Puh-lease. O-pen.” Julia reached over and carefully ripped part of the wrapping paper away.

“Rip now using the opening.” She instructed, the paper tearing as Arlo’s hand travelled through it. He uncovered a box advertising a kid’s tablet, a woman in a red business suit holding it up while an infobox to the right listed all the devices features. Arlo looked at in in confusion, looking back at Julia and Judith. “It’s a tablet. We put all these apps onto it, so you can have something to do when you’re bored besides watching TV.”

While Julia spoke, Judith opened the box until Arlo was holding the tablet, encased in a baby blue protective case. “Look, this is the button to turn it on.” She guided his hand over to the three buttons on the side and helped him press it, turning the tablet on. “And these two control the volume.” She pointed to the two other buttons as his home screen loaded for the first time, showing a bunch of brightly coloured apps. “Look at this one, Arlie.” She pressed one of the buttons, opening the app to a bunch of colourful pictures with words attached. When she pressed the one labelled “Dog” with a picture of a golden retriever, the device spoke the word aloud in a robotic tone. 

“You shouldn’t be using that all the time.” Julia said immediately. “And I know you wouldn’t want to. But when the therapist comes to give you your test, you’ll need to use the tablet to tell her your answers to things. And if you ever need a break from talking, you can use it.”

“Go ahead and look at all the games.” Judith encouraged. “Press this button here to go back to the home screen.” Arlo clumsily pressed a finger down onto the circle button at the bottom of the screen. He looked through most of the games and other apps before Julia redirected him again.

“Look Arlo, this one.” She pointed to an app and Arlo opened it. It showed a white screen with black lines going across it, faint letters inside the lines. “This is so you can work on your writing, Arlo. Try tracing the letters.”

Arlo put his hand down one the A and dragged it down until he had a slanted line. He picked his finger up to do the other line, but he was a little slow to fully take it off the screen so he drew another line on accident. He drew the other slanted line, then the smaller line in the middle.

“Good job Arlie!” Judith praised. In truth, it looked more like a triangle than an A, but it was the first thing he’d written, and to them it looked perfect. “Write your name.” Julia said encouragingly. “You remember R, yes? One line down, and then a curve.” Arlo looked down at the screen as he slowly wrote an R, then an L which went down a little too far. His O was the worst, it looked like little more than a scribble.

“There Arlie.” Julia marveled. “There’s your name.”

Previous Chapters:

The Long Nap (1) The Long Nap (2) The Long Nap (3) The Long Nap (4)

[sonicranger1]

Dare you to draw batdr ink demon/j

Hmm.

Maybe Julia in Babitim/babqftim trying to get cuphead to stop smoking?

OH MY GOODNESS I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG BUT I HAVE A GOOD excuse EXPLANATION THIS TIME

I hadn't done a design for Julia in qftim yet and this finally reminded me to do one, I'll probably change it later but eh (Click image for better quality)

[myceliumbean]

Cars 2 Agents AU How did Rod survive III

Featuring: In which they rest

Summary: the agents were on a mission, and everything went wrong soon after they entered Russian airspace

Dammit, I just couldn't find a proper place for Rod struggling to tell them about his near-death experience and thus considering changing the chapter names

She's in golden red paint. Holley watched as Julia sneaked into the hangar, woke up Eva, bumped Boris' front tires with a cheerful smile, put down the boxes she carried, and waved goodbye to the team before leaving.

"Much like a storm of energy and cheers, right?"

"Wha- oh, yeah, she's…" Holley turned to face Alyona, who had taken out another cup of cocoa and sipping on it happily. Someone's goot to stop the forklift from taking in this much caffeine. "Is she even at your age?"

"Ah ha! Eva, you owe me one!" Alyona made a resounding "ching" with her tines. "Julia is much older than me, even Michaele, if you would like to know, maybe… let me think about someone… oh, she's like Boris' daughter, and I'm more like his granddaughter!"

The Ilyushin-76 in the background made a not-very-heartily protest and said something like "I'm not that old".

Eva chuckled and smashed the hude cargo plane on his front tires. "Aw, but you almost act like that, you and Zil are equally overprotective."

Boris rolled his eyes, and tilted to the side to take a proper look at Holley and Alyona. "Well, if that's how you want to phrase it, then I'm gonna adopt Siddeley."

Daniil choked at the unexpected words, and Michaele made a soft noise as he tried to bit back his laughter. Then, Alyona smacked the forklift on the back of his red helm, and the two bursted into laughter as they playfully chased down each other, driving circles in the big hangar.

Holley didn't realize she's smilling too, until Daniil drove up and tapped her with his tine. "You look good when you're smiling. Don't be too worried about your friends, they're safe with us."

"…thank you, Daniil. It's just- I don't know, I'm never afraid even we're pointed by guns and completely outnumbered." Holley shuddered as she recalled the feeling of Finn lying limp against her frame, or how cold Rod is when Finn told her the American spy had passed out. "I know it isn't good for us agents being too close or too attached to others, but I can't…"

"Get some rest." Daniil smiled warmly, as if he could read Holley's thought so easily like flipping a book. "You'll need it. Zil has so many things to tell you. I'll take Alyona to check on the other two agents, feel free to call us if you have any question."

"I will. Thank you, Daniil."

Watching as the two forklifts headed for the door to the hangar on the left, Holley let herself drift into her own thoughts.

Finn Mcmissile. Rod Redline. Siddeley. Even Mater, who they had mistaken as Rod. They're all great people.

Holley had joined the mission by accident. She's supposed to hand over the information and period. It was Finn who insisted that he'll need her help and pulled Holley into the center of danger. Not that she's complaining, really, she had learn so much from the field, and fron Finn himself.

If Holley's honest enough to herself, she's actually scared of how fast she became friends with Finn and Mater. Siddeley, on the other hand, was not really close to Holley, but they went well together, and their similar age made the interaction more like ordinary friends than mentor and mentee.

The jaguar would probably get lost in her thoughts forever if that bright red figure didn't stayed there for enough time at the corner of her eyes.

Holley didn't recognize that car. She casted a glance at Boris, but the big guy just continuously reading his book and use his wing to cover Siddeley up with some piece of canvas everytime when the Gulfstream V shuddered in his coma and caused the canvas to slip off.

But as far as she knew, the hangars near this one were control areas, no way they're allowing some random vehicles wandering around like that.

Holley looked at that red car, who might be a jaguar too, and got a look and a smile back.

Chrysler, why on the world was this stranger smiling at me?

That bright red jaguar waved a front tire at Holley and quickly headed to the right side of the hangar, opened the door, and disappeared behind it.

"…um, Boris?"

"Yes, Ms. Shiftwell." The Ilyushin moved his gaze from his book to the small purple jaguar. "Anything wrong?"

"Well, that red jaguar… is it fine to let someone else in? Or is the car part of the team?"

"Ah, him." Boris somehow sounded amused. "He's fine, Zil called him in for some security assistance."

"Oh, I see. Maybe I'm too worried about my friends… will you mind if I take a nap here?"

"No. Just suit yourself, Ms. Shiftwell, I'll look after you guys." Boris said certainly. "I'll wake you up if they're awake."

"That will be appreatiated, thank you. And just call me Holley."

"Good. Now sleep, Holley, Zil's gonna push you to the very end of your strength."

@longjiaojiao had joked about Julia being Zil and Boris' adopted daughter, and I think putting this in would be fun, as Eva was almost the same age as Boris (and they're both a bit younger than Zil) and one of her best interests is teasing her relatively more serious colleagues

Alyona, by the way, is the youngest of the team, even might be younger than Holley, while Siddeley being a bit older than she in this AU

And congratulate to our ghostly-wardering-around and having-too-few-canon-scene C.H.R.O.M.E. agent, Leland Turbo for making his debut in the AU!

[rwpohl]

love and death, woody allen 1975

[akyivanov]

I think I fell in love with the Yuri x Julia moment. It is so accurate.

Random beybladers skiing - GIF edition

(Good Lord this one is superlong but I love them)

Takao "the Champion" nearly breaking his ass before even putting his ski on

Yuriy Ivanov getting a boost of adrenaline in his natural element

Boris/Bryan pretty high on adrenaline too

Fashion icon Mao/Mariah celebrating her first 10 minutes without falls

Daichi, who grew up in the mountains and has his own crazy style

Sergey having mercy of Julia Fernandez who has never been on a ski slope in her life, trying to show her how to reach the end of the day alive

Rick Anderson struggling just a bit

Raul Fernandez having it worse

Kai Hiwatari, a pro who learned skiing in St. Moritz and absolutely doesn't care about the others' struggles

Kenny, actually enjoing the day ❤️

Olivier at the happy hour, ready for a glass of champagne and a couple of oysters

Max turning into his beyblade after the happy hour

Yuriy having mercy of Julia at the end of the day and bringing her down after his whole team tried to teach her skiing and failed

[akyivanov]

🌞✨ 𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮

𝓿𝓲𝓫𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮! 🌴🌊

Hiwatari invited his friends

Boris stole the keys to Kai's holiday home and invited the others to travel with him, but Sergey preferred to stay at home (don't know why, ask the game).

Between sunburn, sweltering heat and a death wish… Boris realised that going to the seaside is really nice after all.

Yury and Ivan died under the sun.

[coquettesophia]

Surprise!

After not posting TNMN art for over 20 days, I give you guys this :3

Not the best work I've done but I'm trying okay smh

(the reason the drawing is crappy is because I changed up the layout three times, kept smudging the paper and spilt 3 different things on it smh)

Here's the list of ppl hehe ⬇️

first page

- The Peachman Twins Hellen and Blossom by @feathermushroom

- Valentina Ciprianni by @mal-lay

- Coralina Doss by @yurrimoo

- hehe ignore that.

- Suzie Taylor by me :3

- Alex and Bella by @gachaclubideas (or @thefitzgeraldfamily idk which blog to tag)

- Vivianne Winslow by @ailanispagee

- Elian, Matteo and Jamie by @double--hh

- Julia Priestman by @juliapriestman

- Oscar Ashford by @meowmew28

- Felix and Stella by @core-bagg

- Ren by @fallowwisp

- Kai by @ishtates

- Zoey by @hellosweetart

second page

- Hollyhock and Michail by @the-admin-behind-the-slaughter

- Riley, Marcos and Luciana/Lucy by @altcreator

- Kenny Spinn by @uuntitledd05

- Ron Granger by @notmyy4

- Courtney Starz by @lolaisoffline (or @raritymagazine I'm not sure which blog to tag :3)

- Giselle by @t-m-o-axel

- Lisa Sverchzt by @user-k012

- Boris by @fand-arts

- Dorothy Graves by @gabbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

- Chris by @jayceeartz

- The Ciprianni family: Angelica, Monica and Anthony by @lolalolitaloo

- Mary and R*chard by @thescarletkiller

- Darius Rudboys and Annette Dordevic by @nekooujosama

- Rory by @kiwipillarsworld