#life is doing life things

[sad-leon]

It's always talked about how bad Leo must have suffered after the movie, after being thrown around and punched by the Krang.

But, what about the others. When you think about it, all of them should be broken down smothered in wounds and bruises, broken bones etc. Not just Leo.

Mikey and Donnie were gripped and squeezed by the Krang, and it was very clearly painful for the two of them. Then they were both flung and 'PUNCHED' by the Krang. Hard enough for them to be LAUNCHED from the ship. After that, the two of them should have suffered SOME broken bones or cracks in their shells. Like how people imagine post-movie Leo...

Then there's the end where Mikey opened the portal. In the future opening the portal was enough to completely destroy him. Yeah, I guess he had Raph and Donnie there this time, but he still did most of the heavy lifting.

I get that this movie was heavily based on Leo and his characterisation of growing up and into a leader, but I think the aftermath on the others is sometimes glossed over!

Leo wasn't the only one that nearly died. All four of them did. Which is even more heartbreaking

Okay, I know this was probably not meant to be harsh or heavily critical of my blog, but it felt very passive-aggressive.

Do I think the other turtles have suffered major trauma from the invasion? Yeah, of course.

Just because I focus on Leo doesn't mean I don't care about the other turtles, but Leo is my favorite and also the easiest for me to write, so, I write and draw a lot of Leo-centric stuff.

If you want angst and recovery arcs of the other turtles, there is content the focuses on that, but you probably won't find much here.

I don't want to come off as too harsh, but I'm not shy about Leo being my fav. At the end of the day, if you don't like my blog, you dont have to stay

I'll also say, I could have read the tone of this wrong, but I would still like this to be a PSA: Most of my content will be Leo-focused

[sadclowncentral]

shoutout to the guy who after unsuccessfully hitting on my sister and being politely declined asked her "is it okay if i ask your brother instead" and when she said yes gave me a long and searching look before sighing and going "no. i am not drunk enough to go for a dude. but you look like an angel" happy bisexual pride to this man and this man only. hope you figure it out soon king

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[trudlejack]

(+part 2)

[cork-run]

the names of certain mob-involved trans women have been changed

[baristabomb]

...weird amount of dunmeshi fans have been saying being a caretaker in a relationship is the worst thing ever..marcille must want to killl everyone soo bad because doing things for people suuuucks sooo muchh

it's an act of love, not just a job i promise. we all want someone who's willing to take care of us in some way, just like how senshi shows care for others by cooking for them :'|

[mambodork]

This is definitely how it went down

[beebfreeb]

[stil-lindigo]

lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)

if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.

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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.

I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.

I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.

If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.

[isjasz]

[mob killing noises] BAM!!!!1111!!

[heavenbarnes]

thinking about your older bf!simon that cannot cope with being far from you.

when you’re in the shower, he’s sat on the lid of the toilet on his phone (watching those rug cleaning videos) enjoying your faint singing under the stream of water, the smell of your body wash on the cloud of steam- ready to pass you a towel or get your back.

when you’re at your desk, working from home or studying, he’s just on the other side of it reading the paper with one outstretched leg tangled with both of yours. he’s dead quiet when you’re on a call, just happy to be around.

when you’re doing laundry, collecting the clothes in the hamper and crouching to stuff them into the washer- turning around and accidentally colliding with a thick wall of muscle.

“sorry, love”

he steps aside but you can hear his soft footfalls as he continues to follow you throughout your home.

when you’re both watching something on the couch, what starts as his pinky locked with yours turns into his arm around your waist. that turns into your head on his chest, which culminates with you falling asleep in his lap with his cheek on your head and soft snores emanating from his lips.

when you grocery shop, you push the trolley but his chest is to your back, arms either side of you and hands clasped over yours on the handle. you can thank his military training for his uncanny ability to tell exactly when you’ll stop walking.

when he wakes up in the middle of the night, on a rare occasion when you’ve managed to slip out of bed without him realising, he’s immediately in a panic calling your name.

“in here, my love”

as soon as his heart settles, he realises the bathroom light was probably a dead giveaway. you’re taking a wee, you’ll be back in a minute.

that doesn’t stop a sleepy simon from leaning in the doorframe, shielding his eyes from the big light as he waits for you to finish up.

even on the short walk back to bed, you can feel fingers twisted in the back of your shirt- almost like you’re leading the way.

minute you’re both on the mattress, you’re being wrapped up in his arms, slotting you perfectly into the curve of his front- almost like you’re made for him.

(and you are)

[hansoeii]

guess who finally finished the main part of their final and can now draw poolverine without feeling guilty?? It is I!!!

[disc80s]

[brucie-baby]

the fact that alfred was the one to put up jason's memorial is so important to me

[verflares]

just how long is forever? // not long enough, with you

pssst. check this out on inprnt :]

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

i would say that, mentally speaking, i'm in a good place right now! physically of course, the crows continue their chanting,