#lookit my girlfriend

[itsjustagoober]

Hey, since I actually have not hit my post limit today, go bug my girlfriend at @someheartlesslady and go ask her MILF Zombie and her seven AU Zomblettes questions and some of the inbox memes she's reblogging. I'd deeply appreciate it, so thank you.

[agoobersretreat]

When did you decide that Taylor was your girlfriend~?

"So, that's a funny thing, right? It was only last year, I believe? Or was it the year before? My memory isn't the best, but anyway!"

"We've been friends and basically hit it right off into best friends for about 12+ years now! I'll probably tell the story some other time or also later anyway, but the fact that we just happened to orbit and bump into each other was a chance happenstance...and I couldn't imagine my life without her at all, either."

"But when we decided? Well, we had realized that we had been telling other people we were very close friends and then girlfriends and then we finally told each other, had a laugh that we had been doing that already without telling each other, so we decided to make it official!"

"So yeah, I hope that helps and I couldn't possibly imagine my life without her. I genuinely mean that. If it wasn't for her and others at the time I needed it most...?" She looks around nervously and sort of murmurs the rest to herself. "...I probably wouldn't be here, today..."

Big sigh.

"But that didn't happen that way, so yeah. And I don't like thinking about it otherwise, anyway. I'm here and I'm happy we're together~."

[fashionbugster]

everything about you is art. (bmsg posse — girlfriend)

[tojisun]

sugar, spice, everything on ice (hockey au)

hockey player simon x f!reader’s relationship through the eyes of their fans but like smau - sorta like this!!

simon has never really used his socials properly before. hell, he probably still gets his gossip from the grapevine (being their locker room) or something. of course their goaltender, price, isn’t any better, but at least the man is active online. riley? a fucking ghost.

until, of course, his girl starts popping up in people’s posts.

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emory @.emowysg

just found out that simon riley’s WAG doesn’t know hockey but she still flies to see him play 😭🙏

Simon Riley ✓⃝ @.riley41 to @.emowysg she’s the sweetest

STREAM TASTE @.bosseysnumber1 to @.riley41 AINT NO WAY YOURE LURKINJ

emory @.emowysg to @.riley41 WHAT IS BRO DOING HERE 😭

bry @.strobrymilf to @.emowysg The way you didn’t even tag them but he still saw this IJBOL

emory @.emowysg to @.strobrymilf IM SAYING 💀

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sandra @.nightwingsgf

oomf was telling me that simon riley the type to overexplain the sport to his gf (tisming, if you will) and i fucked w that hard

icarizz @.brycelims to @.nightwingsgf tisming 💀

Simon Riley ✓⃝ @.riley41 to @.nightwingsgf haha no i go caveman when i try explaining it to her but she’s so patient with me anyway

papillon @.breedthatginger to @.riley41 i saw this comment, scrolled away, then audibly went, “PAUSE” yo king what thenrufk 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

sandra @.nightwingsgf to @.riley41 trying to stay nonchalant about simon fucking riley shirsey #41 forward and alternate captain of specgru just casually being in my replies (girl im failing)

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cigarettes after shrek @.autumnblooms

can simon fight

[it’s a screenshot from simon’s instagram story—the phone is being jostled, leaving people looking like pixelated streaks, but the screenshot does a good job at capturing your wide smile as you hold up a puppy in the air]

huggy @.hghsbros to @.autumnblooms she is so so pretty 🥹

ouroboros @.ayacchi to @.autumnblooms heavy on the caption lmao

Simon Riley ✓⃝ @.riley41 to @.autumnblooms and win

marie @.mariejayp to @.riley41 what being in love does to a mf

౨ৎ @.persephonessin to @.riley41 shounen ahh reply 😭

jonah @.jonathanmllr to @.persephonessin bro said [image of gojo’s infamous ‘nah. i’d win’ quote/meme]

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🍂 @.zeekewin

YALL LOOKIT RILEY AND GARRICKS GIRLFRIENDS CHEERING AFTER THAT LAST GOAL

[the first image is a blurry shot of you in the box, your mouth open as you yelled. the background is a mess of specgru’s colours, showing that the rest of the WAGs came in with this season’s WAG jackets.

the second image includes kyle’s girlfriend who is holding your hand while the two of you are mid-jump in celebration.]

hime @.peaxhespie to @.zeekewin are we.. seeing the formation of a new polycule

🍂 @.zeekewin to @.peaxhespie cant even be like “dont ship real ppl!!” bc theyre too cute 🥹

Simon Riley ✓⃝ @.riley41 to @.zeekewin is that the clearest picture you have?

🍂 @.zeekewin to @.riley41 KING?????? also, yeah. sorry :(

char-les @.charlatron to @.riley41 shit it’s not a myth - bro really /does/ pop up like bloody mary 😭

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eren truther @.aotsucks

yall are we about to censor his fucking name because hows he always in our replies 😭

🎀 @.ttius_overkill to @.aotsucks no because he’s so in love on g 😭 “she’s the sweetest” sir stand up!!

eren truther @.aotsucks to @.ttius_overkill NOT STANDIP LMAJDHS

momo @.mrdawcy to @.aotsucks not us knowing who you mean right away 😅

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louis @.lovingtomlinson

idek who simon riley is or the lore with his girl but that man is smitten as hell. good for him good for him

good luck babe @.stellastic to @.lovingtomlinson one of us one of us one- [screenshot of simon riley’s ‘likes’ on his page, with this post at the current top]

louis @.lovingtomlinson to @.stellastic it hasn’t even been five minutes 💀

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John Mactavish ✓⃝ @.jmactavish_91

Okay but imagine hearing him in person

[video is of drunk simon, nuzzling his face on kyle’s shoulder, murmuring something too faint for the camera to pick up. there’s a muffled laughter from the person recording, probably johnny from the sounds of it, before they shuffle forward and stick the phone close to simon.

simon blinks at it, looks at the person from behind the screen, and goes, “s’at m’girl?”

video cuts with johnny and kyle laughing at their friend, fond and teasing at the same time.]

samson @.zachob to @.jmactavish_91 GIVE THAT MAN HIS GIRL 😭

susana @.sewswan to @.jmactavish_91 PLEASE WHY’S HE ACTING LIKE THEY ONLY SEE EACH OTHER ONCE EVERY 10 YEARS

baron @.mlawdy to @.jmactavish_91 bro must be winning in life if he’s that in love. lord me when

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Simon Riley ✓⃝ @.riley41

Me and my baby

[image is of the two of you in the lake house, enjoying the last days of summer. the puppy is curled on your lap, sleeping, while you angled your head up to smile into the camera. simon has his arm looped around your waist, his head resting atop yours.]

sandra @.nightwingsgf to @.riley41 TEARS WERE SHED

emory @.emowysg to @.riley41 GOOD SOUP

cigarettes after shrek @.autumnblooms to @.riley41 TWO PRETTY BEST FRIENDS

i laughed making this fhjefjefw. idk just thinking about how simon fr the type to show off his partner if he can - and he could so here we are!! i also just love making outsider’s pov through SMAU <33

[barblaz-arts]

I think people have been accustomed to couples being in that honeymoon phase when they’re shown onscreen together. We ALWAYS see that with newly-established couples in pretty much any type of media… But that’s not Chaggie.

Charlie and Vaggie have been together for years. Their honeymoon phase has long past. They’re not doing outlandish displays of affection. They’re just, comfortable. Doesn’t mean they love each other any less, just that those sappy moments aren’t as common anymore

Yes! also the way a lot of people are surprised that charlie and vaggie aren't only best friends is such a good example of the double standards wlw ships get. thinking they aren't dating is understandable. Overlooking that Vaggie and Charlie were meant to at least be shipped together is INSANE.

If i never knew they were dating already, i and so many other sapphic ship lovers would be eyeing tf out of Vaggie and Charlie's relationship. Lookit some of the things that happened/are established before the "she's my girlfriend" line in ep 5

- the newcaster lady made a homophobic comment towards Charlie, saying she "doesn't touch the gays" when Charlie tried to give her a handshake

- THIS

- just all the times Vaggie would soften up as soon as she sees Charlie smiling or being her dorky self despite being previously upset/angry

- Vaggie's whole friggin verse in Whatever It Takes is very obviously meant to be romantic

- Charlie being worried about Angel Dust while Vaggie gives her the most "i love you and im sad that you're upset but i love that you're upset over something like this because it shows how amazing of a person you are" look at Charlie as she tucks her hair behind her ear

- Angel: I think this belongs to you *hands Charlie over to Vaggie*

- just all the casual touches they do that would totally be read as shipping fuel AT LEAST if it happened between a male/female duo or two men

- the fact Vaggie woke up?? Looking beside her to find Charlie?? To show that they sleep in the same bed?????

- Vaggie offering her hand unprompted when Charlie was having a stressful phone call with her dad and Charlie readily accepting it

And I'm sure there are people who'd go "But it's always shown from Vaggie's end! It looks so one-sided!" So? Aren't there tons of ships out there that seem one-sided but yall are perfectly fine shipping? And it's harder to see Charlie's love for Vaggie because Charlie at her core is a very loving and affectionate person. Of course it's gonna be more obvious for Vaggie since she's so prickly towards anyone else.

If all these things still happened without any of us knowing that they were actually girlfriends, we'd have a certain section of the fandom shipping it hoping they DO become canon while others would be claiming we'd be ruining a perfectly good platonic friendship by making it gay. They'd say we're reading too much into things.

But they ARE a couple. we aren't reading too much into things because it was meant to be read as romantic. And yet we're still the delusional ones for thinking an already established sapphic couple is "cute and interesting" because now they're claiming they simply dont have chemistry. It's frustrating.

Of course I have my criticisms too. The show could portray more of how Vaggie is more special to Charlie than anyone else, have them flirting more overtly or something. But any argument that they're "so boring i thought it was het" is invalid to me because i damn well know if at least one them was a dude a lot of them would be saying otherwise.

[vivid-dreamscapes]

Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Another Halloween one, cause ofc

Tw: Suggestive themes, cursing (like seriously, the amount of times I put the F word in here is insane), underage drinking, drunk!reader

Pt.2

not proofread!

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . Spooky Season

“This is gonna be shitty.”

“C’mon man, try to have some fun! Loosen up!”

“I can do that without going to some shitty class party.”

The two friends wakes out of the elevator and into the common room dorms of class 1A. The entire common room area was decorated, lights going off, music blaring, dancing, and food and drinks on the kitchen island counter. The Monster Mash was the current song playing loudly, orange, purple, and black lights lighting up the night-darkened area. Everyone was in costume—it was Halloween after all.

Kirishima smiled at his grumpy blonde friend, who was dressed as a wolf, giving him a ‘just an hour or two’ look before Mina came bounding over. She was wearing a classic example of an oversexualized cat costume—to quote mean girls, which she did a lot; in girl world Halloween is the one night a year when a girl can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it. Not that any girls in this class would. Most were dressed similarly, or just supported whatever costume choice the other girls made.

“Welcome to the party!” The pink girl squealed excitedly, red solo cup in one hand with most likely spiked punch. Kirishima matched her enthusiasm as Katsuki just looked to the side with a scoff. “Dressed as a dog I see?”

“Shut it raccoon eyes, I know what you’re implying.”

About two seconds later, he felt someone practically jump onto him from behind. He looked over his shoulder, brows furrowed as you, his girlfriend of six months clung there, in an equally sexy lady of the ring costume. A classic revealing Halloween costume. Only problem—you were clearly drunk.

“Hiii babeeee…wanna make out?” You slurred with a giggle, an empty cup in your hand too. He gave you a look and Mina gave you both a more smug look.

“Shit, how drunk are you?”

“Only a lil. But lookit! Lookit, my breasts look hella good in this! They look sexy…”

“Oh you are so fucking drunk.” He mumbled as he held back a heavy sigh, rolling his eyes as he crossed his arms. After a moment, he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him. You Ken’s up to give him a kiss but he started dragging you towards the elevator. "Come on. You need to lay down, you're drunk and annoying me." He said, eventually making it to your floor, and pulling you along to your dorm.

“I chose a costume that would make my tits look good for youuuu.” You explained as he took the dorm keys from your pocket, shoving them into the lock and jiggling them to open the door. “Thats why I drank so much, I got scaredddd…” Ah. That explained it. You put yourself out there and got too nervous when it was too late.

"Well, look at you. You went overboard. Now you're shitfaced." He growled as the two of you pushed into the room. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, sitting down onto the bed as you stood in front of him. He had definitely noticed the sudden attention you had given to your tits though, using the costume to push them up and display them. But with his poker face, you couldn’t tell what the hell he thought about it.

You tilted your head drunkenly, looking at him with a furrowed brow. Well fine then. You’d take matters into your own hands. So, you stumbled over before pulling yourself onto his lap. The two of you didn’t even stay like that though, as you laughed him down onto the bed and crawled over him.

It didn’t take him any more than a millisecond to realize what you were doing, implying. A subtly gasp escaped his throat as he felt his back sink slightly into the mattress and blankets of your bed.

"Y-You idiot! The hell are you trying to do?!" He raised his voice, propping himself up frantically on his elbows so he could stare at your pretty drunk face as you looked down at him. You still had him most pinned down though as you continued to sit there, at the base of his stomach.

“Mmmm, shaddup….” You said, trailing a hand down the T-shirt he was wearing. You traced his abs with your freshly done Halloween nails, making him shiver. “We’ve been dating for month and I have not even gotten to fffuck you’re stupid handsome…sexy…self…” You mumbled as you leaned down closer to his face. Normally, this wouldn’t have bothered you except…Katsuki had made himself known as someone who did it pretty regularly. At least, before you two were dating. And you had felt particularly horny recently.

“You idiot, I'm not fucking you while you're drunk." He mumbled, his cheeks beginning to heat up. He stared up at your drunk face, his body burning with excitement as he just stared at you.

“Why the fuck not? Is it me? Am I just not sexy enough, fuckable enough?”

"It's not you." He hissed, attempting to sit up in an upright position so he could stare down at you. He failed at that—you stayed right there, knees on either side of him. This situation was definitely fucking him up. "You're just drunk. You'll regret this in the morning. I’m not fucking you while you’re drunk.”

“You won’t fuck me when I’m sober either!”

"I- Well fucking hell!" He sighed, throwing his hands up in the air in an ‘I just can’t win’ sort of matter. "I would never have sex with you while you're drunk because, you can't consent in your intoxicated state, dumbass! I'm not like other guys, I have morals and I'm not a fucking rapist."

“But why won’t you have sex with me when I’m sober?! I’ve been sending you hintssss, and trying to be all touchy flirty, but you just don’t want it!” You wined, placing both your hands in his chest and gripping the fabric under his shirt slightly. “Is it me…?”

He looked down for a few long, quite moment before sighing. “…It's not you." He spoke, his voice quiet. As if telling you the reason would put you in danger or something. "It's me."

“…how…?”

"Because I'm a fucking pussy."

“No, you want to fuck a pussy. Mine.”

You had been serious in your drunk state, you’re slurred words meant to correct the sentence you genuinely thought he had misspoken. But he covered his red face with his hands, his own breathing becoming uneven. "Yes, I do. Okay?"

“So then why don’t you? I know you’ve done it before.“

“It’s different.”

“…?”

He stared at you for a few minutes before taking a deep breath, as if he was trying to calm down, or maybe he was gaining confidence. “Because I like you, a lot. So much that I just-" He trailed off, his face red as he looked away. He sighed and pinched his nose bridge, smudging off some of the wonderful makeup job Sero had done for his Halloween costume. “I don’t wanna fuck this up.”

The moment settled into silence for a few seconds, him not used it shirt vulnerable and waiting for your reaction. You narrowed your diluted eyes at him, tilting your head drunkenly before whispering; “…do you have a micropenis? Izzat why you don’t wanna do it with me?”

He stared at you for a few seconds in what looked like mild surprise—probably toned down because of his poker face but still pretty shocked mentally—before he started to pull you off and under the blankets. “Okay. Time for bed.”

“Nooo, I wanna hear more about your micropenis.” You complained but didn’t protest as he got under the covers with you, situating your pillows and shutting off the lamp light.

“You’re actually so drunk.”

“I bet it’s the size of my thumb.”

“How would that even work?”

“I bet a pencil had more girth.”

“Don’t go spreading rumors about my having a tiny dick, ‘kay babe.”

“No promises.”

“…get your ass to sleep.”

[nazrigar]

Transformers All-Sparks: The Main Humans of the AU.

The central humans of my AU. Though waaaay ahead in the future chronologically speaking from when the Autobot vs Decepticon civil war actually begins, I still feel appropriate to share... plus a hint of what also crossovers with this AU.

Much like how on Cybertron this AU is a family drama inolving the Paxes and Carcers, the human side is of two families connected by two lovers...

With the added bonus of two agents stuck with each other and keeping an eye on a certain former G.I. Joe.

Jack Darby is a typical high school boy who is unsure of his future and has his soul thoroughly sucked out by the horror of the almighty KO Burger. He loves his mom, and his girlfriend (who most people consider wayyyyy out of his league) Sierra brightens his day. Though he doesn't lookit at first, he's quick thinking and resourceful. A natural survivor.

Sierra O'Hara is the most popular girl in school, has good grades and the local cheer captain. Though at times she can be sean as a 'mean girl', it's a defense mechanism, as she's not the most trusting person. Those who DO earn her trust and friendship find a completely different person. Curious and excitable.

She has a deep interest in chemistry and engineering, and feels at home in a fast car or riding (and working on) motorbikes. For whatever reason, she feels a connection with anything equipped with an engine.

Agent Simmons and Agent Fowler are the local secret agents. One is a member of a mysterious org known as Sector 7, and the other a liason between several government agencies. It is their job to keep an eye on one Shana O'Hara, the local baseball coach. She IS after all, Scarlett, one of the best of the best among the now mostly retired Joes. Unfortunately for them, she prefers to live a peaceful life as a civvie, thank you very much.

June Darby is a close friend of Shana and helped the retired vet get the hang of life in Jasper, Nevada. She's just a concerned mom who's worried about her son's future. She's a nurse, and knows all about how life is a precious thing, and wants her son to have a long and fulfilling one.

[frozenhi-chews]

"Caught ya now, pretty lil thing!"

Catching the annoying bandit, then getting his thumb nearly bitten off. What can he say, she's feisty, a fiery gal which he respects to a degree. Hehe

Commissioned my friend @genericdragon , she wanted to make it Rotten Star, and then promptly killed me fkwjdjd. I mean lookit it, it's so GOOD!! AAAAAAA <3

Thanks again Bronya!!

Tagging: @sparkyscissorhands @sparklings-bf @simonlynch @pinkdinkydoon @cherubdulce

@prismatica-the-strange @snowpuffclovers @ghost--girlfriend @jocelynships @gibles-lovely-selfships

@constabell @tieflingships @catships777 @gideongrovel @sunflawyer

@wuffverine @patchw0rk-quilt @mrscage @aego-philautia @mandrakebrew

@dudeshusband

[oldguardleatherdog]

I am being smeared as a "predatory transphobe" to hundreds of thousands of people by Rainbow Passage, a so-called "trans rescue" nonprofit that's covering up its safety failures and misconduct by attacking me and placing my family in danger. Deliberately.

There's a headline I'll bet you never thought you'd see on this blog, and you can be sure I never expected to write it, but here we are. I want you to hear about it from me first before the smear campaign against me poisons your feed.

Regular readers know that I've been fighting for LGBTQ+ civil rights for nearly 40 years, with an emphasis on mobilizing against the "trans panic" sweeping America the past two years, the horrific laws already in place, and the stark plans for eradication laid out in Project 2025. The notion that I'm "transphobic" in any way is absurd. But -

Three weeks ago, YouTube streamer trolls went to the Rainbow Passage website - their unsecured, login-free website - looking for dirt that could bring their operations to a halt. They found my picture and bio listed as a director for the organization.

That was all they needed, and in short order I was the star of several full-length videos and livestreams featuring breathless, jeering takes on my kink life, my history, my family, my age, my AIDS, my September 11th survival (suddenly I was "running the organization" and "hosting 9/11 reenactment roleplays!"), my looks, my unsuitability to be involved with a trans rescue organization, and everything you can imagine a middle-school playground would highlight. At this writing, I've been held out for ridicule, harassment, and threats ("it's time for this dogfucker to be euthanized") to a quarter-million people and counting.

Why?

Because Rainbow Passage failed to implement even the most basic security on that website, despite my multiple warnings in board meetings that this scenario was likely to happen and that we were prime targets for this kind of abuse.

To be honest, everything that the streamers made fun of me for has been said and done to me a thousand times a year for the past 30 years. Heard it all before, nothing new, just the same old "lookit the AIDS-ridden perv faggot old man pretending to be a dog, hurr durr hurr durr!". All those hours of video and they couldn't come up with anything new? These people need better writers.

Here's the issue: Two of the leaders of this sad and tiresome brigade (one named "Blowcockx" or something equally clever, the other one is discussed below) seized on a recent exchange I had with a group of leftist "Trans For Trump" (yep, you read that right) that was mobbing me on Bluesky for objecting when someone referred to Biden as "Genocide Joe". These people were vile and vicious, saying that my gender was "shit beard" and lobbing remarks and insults at me that would make a MAGA blush.

One of the Bluesky mob (who may or may not have been transgender) said, "Prove you're an activist," to which I countered, "Okay, prove you're trans." (Screenshots of my three additional replies referencing "fake trans" to their accusations of my being a "fake activist" and other vomitous epithets, along with screenshots of the posts to which I was replying, can be found after the jump.)

During the mob attack on me and Rainbow Passage. a disgruntled former member of the Rainbow Passage community - a 20-year-old trans girl who had first warned me about the YouTube hijacking and who leaked my personal identifying information and private chats with her to the Twitter trolls and worse - went to Clearsky and harvested my replies without the posts I was replying to, leaked them to the YouTube streamers and Twitter trolls, along with selected portions of our lengthy private chat from Discord, then threatened Rainbow Passage with another attack if they didn't "denounce" me and my replies to the disgusting attacks on me by the Trans Trumpers of Bluesky.

To prove her point, this young trans woman and her girlfriend started a thread about me on Kiwi Farms, where I was the featured post for about a week, and told Rainbow Passage that the same would happen to them - and worse, including the revocation of their nonprofit status with the IRS and the end of their ability to raise funds - if they didn't publicly condemn me for my Bluesky attack replies.

And what did the oh-so-courageous chairwoman and board members who "cared so much" about me, do in response to those threats?

They caved. They capitulated. They allowed a troubled individual with an axe to grind and her little gang of fake-outraged trans shitposters to dictate their handling of a serious and sensitive matter where a former director of the organization and his family were in active danger and under siege. These people, who claim to have the bravery to "rescue" endangered trans people from Texas and Florida, folded like a cheap tissue-paper prom dress, revealing their utter lack of integrity, ethics, or courage.

The statement Rainbow Passage put out, which at this writing has been seen by at least 60,000 people on Twitter alone, is filled with false accusations about my attitude toward the transgender members of the LGBTQ+ community, outright lies about my character and conduct, weirdly characterizes me as a predatory stalker, and warns the general public that I am a bad, bad person who should be avoided and shunned as unfit for decent people in a civilized society. They provide ZERO evidence to support any of their claims against me, their accusations and assertions about me, or their characterization of me as "transphobic."

From my statement below: "Rainbow Passage knew that issuing this statement would intensify the threats, harassment, and stalking of me and my family. They issued it anyway. This statement is a willful and malicious act of violence.

"Rainbow Passage caused a queer elder with AIDS to be featured on a website known for harassing LGBTQ+ people to death and driving them from their homes, while smearing him to hundreds of thousands of people and inciting attacks on him and his family - but they want you to trust them to keep our most vulnerable members safe from harm."

If Rainbow Passage can't and won't protect their own staff (and volunteers, and clients) from harmful exposure to malicious attackers online and IRL, and shifts blame for their failures and lapses of care onto the staff members while caving to threats from random kids, how can they be trusted to keep the most vulnerable members of this community safe from harm during one of their "rescue" missions? If something goes wrong and that client ends up in jail, will Rainbow Passage blame the client for that outcome the same way they're blaming me for their colossal failure to keep their own people safe?

Rainbow Passage's rank AIDSphobia, their calculated smear of a four-decade veteran LGBTQ+ and HIV/AIDS activist, their capitulation to threats from an under-21 trans Kiwi Farms shitposter with an axe to grind, and their hateful, craven, deliberate act of putting my family and me in physical danger, show them to be not only a collection of unwise and uncaring individuals who have abused me and betrayed my trust: The current chairwoman, board, and staff of Rainbow Passage are manifestly and utterly unfit to run this organization. They are not capable of keeping our most vulnerable members out of harm's way, they should not be regarded as worthy of our trust in any way, personally or professionally, and the organization needs to be stripped of its nonprofit status and must cease operations so that a new LGBTQ+ and trans rescue group can quickly be established and get to work.

[Alt text and screenshots follow after the jump.]

STATEMENT OF ANIMAL J. SMITH REGARDING THE RAINBOW PASSAGE SMEAR CAMPAIGN

These allegations are false. Rainbow Passage is deliberately and maliciously spreading lies about me to hundreds of thousands of people on this and other platforms in a calculated smear campaign to cover up their reckless disregard for the safety of their vulnerable clients and their failure to protect them. To date, they have provided no explanation or evidence of "transphobic rhetoric and behavior" on my part. They failed to protect me, a former director of the organization, from sustained and brutal online harassment, threats, doxing, and stalking that began more than three weeks ago and continues unabated with the active encouragement of chair Amy Nicole Check and the members of the board, putting me and my family in danger of being driven from our home and causing major distress and disruption to our lives and health.

On Saturday, April 13th, I received word that the Rainbow Passage website had been targeted by YouTube streamers who had seen a rival say good things about the organization and went to the website to find information that would "expose" Rainbow Passage. The trolls found my name and photograph, then went into my public-facing social media and began streaming about me and my life and work.

In several lengthy videos and livestreams, the YouTube trolls held me and my family up for sustained public ridicule, humiliation, and targeted harassment, spreading to more than a quarter-million people details about my personal life, my sex life, my family, my being a survivor of September 11th, the fact that I have AIDS, and every other aspect of my life and history that they could harvest. Although my social media is largely public by design, the contents were never intended to be stolen and distributed to thousands in a malicious manner designed to damage me.

The only reason I was targeted and humiliated in this way is that I was a director for Rainbow Passage and was discovered when the organization's unsecured, login-free website was targeted - a scenario I had warned them about on multiple occasions. Despite my warnings, no security measures were ever implemented. On Monday, April 15th, I resigned my position due to Check's exploding at me in an unprovoked torrent of verbal abuse during a call that afternoon.

My work as an LGBTQ+ and HIV/AIDS activist over the past 38 years (including ACT/UP, Queer Nation SF, AIDS quarantine initiatives, medical cannabis, marriage equality, and prisoners with AIDS) is well known and has always included advocacy for the transgender community. In fact, I have prioritized trans rights activism in response to the rising tide of hatred toward transgender Americans, and I have received support from people in the transgender community who know me and have seen me in action as an activist and a friend.

After an initial offer of help that wouldn't come for a full week, I said that my family and I were in immediate danger, that this was happening solely because I was part of their organization, and that their security failure was to blame. They then instantly denied any responsibility, blamed me for the situation, and withdrew their offer of help. I have been told that they are aware of the ongoing harassment and cyberbullying being directed at my family and me. They knew that this statement would intensify the threats, harassment, and stalking of me and my family. They issued it anyway. This statement is a willful and malicious act of violence.

Rainbow Passage was threatened by the leaders of these attacks that if they did not "denounce" me they would face the loss of their tax-exempt status and worse. As part of the threat, I was featured on the front page of the notorious Kiwi Farms website, a 4chan-like forum known for driving their LGBTQ+ targets into hiding and to suicide.

Rainbow Passage caused a queer elder with AIDS to be featured on a website known for harassing LGBTQ+ people to death and driving them from their homes, while smearing him to hundreds of thousands of people and inciting attacks on him and his family - but they want you to trust them to keep our most vulnerable members safe from harm.

These liars want you to believe the fiction that a four-decade LGBTQ+ activist is a predatory transphobe. They think you'll fall for the stories they're telling and approve of the damage they're causing. What nerve. Their contempt for me - and for you - has no place in our community or in our lives.

- Animal J. Smith, April 25, 2024

[thesillylittleclowns]

LOOKIT THIS CARD MY GIRLFRIEND GAVE ME FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!! ITS SO COOL!!

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[itsjustagoober]

Hey y'all. My girlfriend is over at @brownhairedbookworm today, with some fresh inbox prompts reblogged! You guys should go give her a good poke and give her some shenanigans to answer for her Monika! I'd really appreciate it!

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Hair Trigger

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam, YJ98

Summary: A junior at Gotham University, Jason finds it difficult to conceal his worsening mental health from his family and his friend, Jon Lane Kent. Family secrets are revealed and boundaries are pushed as Jason and Laney struggle to navigate through school, their romantic feelings, and their trauma. Could the reintroduction of Laney Kent be more trouble than it's worth, or is it just what Jason needed to confront the demons of his past?

I will also do trigger warnings for chapters and if there is smut I have the chapter(s) tagged so you don't have to worry about nsfw in the fic if you're just here for the story itself.

Chapters: 9/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Jonathan Lane Kent, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Conner Kent, Natalia Knight, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Chris Kent, Bart Allen, Original Character(s)

Relationships: JayLaney, Clois, TimKon

Additional Tags: University AU, No Powers AU, Sharing A Bed, Romance, Angst

Chapter Nine: Connect

Laney woke up from his nap after having a nightmare, and he pulled the mask off in a panic. "Hey, hey," Conner whispered as he grabbed Laney's wrist. "Relax. What happened earlier? Are you still fucked up about Christmas or something?" Conner asked.

Laney looked around the room and gestured for Conner to be quiet. "You said you wouldn't tell anyone—."

"And I haven't, because I'm not a jerk... But you're not really that good at hiding how you feel about things. Why don't you just tell him?" Conner asked.

Laney sighed. "Because it's not that easy... We've only hung out twice since his dad let go of his grudge against me," Laney whispered.

"Text him," Conner replied.

"See, this is what I meant when I told Dad you get on my nerves—."

Conner chuckled. "Because I'm being honest with you?" he asked.

"No, because you act like everything's so easy," Laney replied.

"It is easy. You're just making it difficult," Conner sighed.

Laney rolled his eyes. "You can be such a know-it-all sometimes. Look at me. I'm Conner. I'm a social butterfly and one of the most likable people in all of Metropolis and Gotham—."

"Shut up," Conner laughed, "And not everyone likes me. You don't like me—."

"I do like you. You just irritate me. Mainly because you have my face and some of my interests, but you're exponentially better than me at literally everything," Laney replied.

"You can't possibly be jealous of me... Laney, you're my older brother. I look up to you, as much as I hate to admit, I do," Conner replied.

Laney pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath. "Please say you're joking because it's gonna make me look like an asshole if you're being serious," Laney mumbled.

"You are an asshole," Conner laughed. Laney smiled. "Can I still borrow your ID, though?"

Laney chuckled and grabbed his wallet from the table to hand Conner his ID, still holding onto it. "Wait, please don't get something ridiculous tattooed on yourself."

"I'm getting twin snakes like in that one dream I had," Conner replied. Laney smiled.

"That sounds cool, actually," Laney admitted, "Where's Dad?"

"Feeding your cat. When did you get a cat?" Conner asked.

"Right before Sylvia moved in—."

"Sylvia? Does Mom know you're living with a girl?" Conner interrupted.

"Sylvia's younger than you, and she has a girlfriend. I don't think Mom will mind... Oh, and I'm gay dingus," Laney punched Conner's shoulder.

"Oh, yeah," Conner laughed as he rubbed his shoulder, "Hey, lookit." He nudged Laney and pointed to Jason, who stood outside the glass door with an unsure smile on his face. "Talk to him, and I'll keep Dad busy."

Before Laney could say anything, Conner let Jason in and left the two of them alone. "You look good," Jason whispered.

"I look like shit," Laney laughed. Jason grinned and nodded.

"Yeah, you look fucked up," Jason snickered. Laney pushed his hair back, and his features softened as he stared at Jason. "Why do you want to talk about Christmas?"

"Because it was important to me," Laney replied. Jason sat down next to Laney.

"Well, it was humiliating for me," Jason replied.

"Because you misunderstood what was going on... I panicked, Jason," Laney confessed. Jason touched his mouth, and Laney pulled his hand from his face. "Don't do that..." Laney's voice was soft.

"Laney, what are you saying?" Jason asked. "I thought you made things pretty clear back then."

"I didn't make anything clear at all... Things weren't clear to me back then. Jason, I didn't run away because I didn't like you. I ran away because I didn't know I was gay until that moment and then I had to deal with all those feelings... And... Jason, I wasn't ready to come out, not then. How many boys were out when we were growing up?" Laney explained.

"So you did like me? I always thought that you were—." Jason trailed off. "Wait, does that mean I was your first kiss?"

Laney smiled awkwardly and nodded as the machine beeped in the background. Laney looked away and took a few breaths until the machine stopped beeping. Jason raised his hand back to his mouth to bite his nails, and Laney leaned forward and held his hand. "Stop, okay?" Laney whispered. "Was I yours?"

Jason shook his head. "But it meant a lot to me," he whispered.

"Can I kiss you?" Laney whispered so low that Jason could barely hear him. "Jason?" Jason leaned forward, and he hoped that Laney couldn't see how nervous he was. Laney touched the nape of Jason's neck, and he parted his lips as if he wanted to whisper something, only for their lips to meet. They both pulled away for a moment to look at one another, and Laney leaned back in, allowing for a second kiss. They held each other and kissed until they were breathless, their faces were flush, and they touched foreheads. Laney's ears heated up, and his ears rang. They never even heard the machine beep.

Jason giggled as he whispered, "Fuck," faintly into Laney's mouth.

"Did you just fucking giggle?" Laney laughed. Jason turned his head, still allowing their foreheads to touch. "No, let's address that—."

"Don't be a jerk," Jason laughed, "I should go—."

"You don't have to. I already slept twice since you left the last time. Stay a little longer," Laney whispered, "Please."

"I won't move," Jason laughed. Laney touched Jason's face and brushed Jason's cheek with his thumb.

"I probably shouldn't kiss you again," Laney laughed, "I forgot I still have a fever—." Jason held Laney's hand to his face.

"I didn't forget. I just didn't care," Jason murmured as he kissed Laney's palm. "Please..." Laney gave him a quick peck on the lips.

He tensed up. "How long do you think my Mom's been standing there?" Laney asked. Jason turned around and let go of Laney's hand.

"Should I go?" Jason asked. Laney shook his head.

"No, stay. I've been wanting to see you... Just stay," Laney whispered as he gestured for his mom to come in. She opened the door, and a grin spread across her face.

"Hi, Jason," Lois greeted him, " Laney, I met your roommate, Sylvia, and she said she fed Gus Gus, and she hopes you feel better."

"You can ask," Laney replied.

"When did this happen?" Lois asked, pointing to the both of them.

"Literally five minutes ago... How long were you out there?" Laney asked.

"Ten seconds," Lois answered. Jason still couldn't move himself to say anything. "I just wanted to check in with you. Clark said you got upset at the nurse during breakfast."

"Ugh, don't remind me. Christopher and Sammy probably think I'm a huge jerk," Laney groaned.

"The opposite. Sammy and Chris couldn't wait to tell Conner and me all about it," Lois whispered, "That's all I wanted to say. Do you want me to get anything from your apartment later?"

Laney shook his head. "Thanks, Mom. I'm good," he whispered before giving her a hug, and she gave him a thumbs up on the way out the door. "Aww, Mom..."

Jason smiled. "I've always liked your mom," Jason smiled.

"Please tell me you don't—."

"Next topic. Laney, what did we just do?" Jason asked. Laney sighed.

"What do you mean? We kissed, we finally acknowledged how we felt about each other, and at least we know that on both ends, there's some attraction between us two," Laney replied. Jason nodded.

"So, what? Are we gonna go on dates now? Are we dating?" Jason asked.

"Dates? Like going out to eat, going to parties, making out in the coronary care unit?" Laney asked.

Jason shook his head and chuckled. "We did not make out—."

"We did so—."

"Making out would imply tongue. We didn't make out. We kissed. We had two amazing kisses, that was all," Jason replied. Laney smiled bashfully.

"You said they were amazing, so I'll take that," Laney smiled. Jason smiled back.

"And that's coming from the first person that ever kissed you," Jason added.

"Who was your first kiss?" Laney asked.

"Laney, if you're asking if you're the first boy I ever kissed, you are... But my very first kiss was a girl a few months before I met you," Jason whispered. Someone knocked on the glass door, and Laney gestured for them to come in.

"Hey, Christopher," Laney smiled, "Wait... Weren't you with Mom or Dad?"

"I was with Mama... Then, Dad. Can I ask you something?" Chris asked.

Laney nodded. "Is it okay if Jason stays while you ask?" Laney asked.

"Dad said I could spend the weekend with you sometimes if it's okay with you," Chris mumbled, "I know I can't stay this weekend... But maybe when you're feeling better in a few weeks..." Chris fidgeted with his hands, and Laney nodded.

"Of course you can stay over sometimes... On one condition, you have to use your whole bedroom. I don't mean doing your homework in different spots. I mean, enjoy your own room. You and Jon have rooms all to yourselves," Laney whispered, "You should enjoy that."

Chris shook his head, "But, what if you want to come home?"

"I'll be a visitor in your room if you'll have me. I don't live there anymore. I visit," Laney explained, "You can do whatever you want to your room. You're thirteen-years-old, don't you ever think about changing things up a little?"

Jason smiled. "He's right. You could do something really cool with your room now that it's all yours," Jason agreed.

Chris smiled. "Okay," he nodded.

"Do you know if Sammy kept my sweatshirt with the coffee stain on it?" Laney asked. Chris smiled and nodded.

"Mom won't let him wear it to school," Chris whispered. Laney smiled.

"What are you doing today?" Laney asked. "I hope you guys aren't wasting an entire three-day weekend hanging around the hospital."

"It's not a three-day weekend, not really," Chris replied, "But Dad's gonna take us to hang out with Damian."

"Have you guys talked to him lately?" Jason asked. Chris nodded.

"We called him this morning, and he asked me to tell you to call him tonight. I think he's mad," Chris whispered.

"No, that's just his resting voice," Jason joked, "But I'll call him later..."

"What are you doing in school?" Laney asked.

"We're playing tennis in my gym class. I think I'm gonna try out for the team next month. My teacher says I'm good," Chris mumbled.

"That's what I like to hear. I didn't even know you liked tennis," Laney whispered as he playfully punched Chris's shoulder.

"I didn't know I liked it until we learned how to play," Chris smiled. Laney lit up for a moment, almost forgetting how tired he was. "If I make the team will you come to see me play sometimes?"

"Would I come to see you play? Of course, I would! I'll even come in school colors," Laney beamed. It was almost funny how genuinely excited Laney was. Jason hadn't realized how mature Laney seemed around his brothers. Chris even seemed like he looked up to Laney. "I'm glad you found something that you like to do. Maybe in a few weeks, you could show me how to play at the park." Chris nodded excitedly, and Clark and Sammy knocked on the door.

"Are we interrupting?" Clark asked. Jason shook his head.

"I'll see you later on," Jason whispered to Laney as he pressed a kiss to Laney's cheek. Sammy's jaw dropped.

"But you said—."

"There was a new development," Jason answered as he messed up Sammy's hair on his way out the door. As he exited the hospital, he noticed Lois and Conner sitting at a table eating fast food together, and Lois waved him over. He hesitated for a moment before he sat with them, and Conner took a sip of coffee.

"We haven't even said anything yet, and you already look like you're dying of embarrassment," Conner laughed, and Lois nudged him.

"Be nice," Lois whispered. Conner picked over his chicken. "Eat with us. Clark's not hungry, and we've got more than enough."

"About Laney and I—."

"Wait, you guys kissed, didn't you?" Conner asked, and Lois shot him a look. Jason nodded.

Jason grabbed a paper plate, and Lois gave him some of the food they got from the restaurant. "Do you still like green beans?" Lois asked.

"Uh-huh," Jason answered. As he took a fork and started to eat.

"Tim called you and Laney's school and rescheduled our gig... So, I guess we're gonna play two weeks from now on Saturday," Conner mentioned.

"Mm," Lois stopped him and tried to finish chewing, "Are you still doing covers?" Conner nodded.

"Yeah, like four of the songs in our set are covers. I think I'm gonna head back to the apartment after this to help Bart make the new posters," Conner replied.

Lois lit up. "Do you need help?" she asked.

"Mom, I'm cool, really. Unless you just wanna come over and hang out, that's cool too," Conner offered.

"Wait, I just remembered I can't. Your dad said Laney's roommate is coming by after lunch, and I wanna meet them," Lois replied.

"Slyvia's a girl. I haven't met her yet, though," Conner blurted out. Lois smiled.

"Laney!" a girl yelled from the parking lot. "You're supposed to be in the—. You're not Laney, are you?"

Conner shook his head and reached out to shake her hand.

"I'm his younger brother, Conner. We look a lot alike, except my eyes are the same color," Conner explained. She smiled and leaned closer.

"You two could be twins... So, you must be Laney's mom. It's so nice to meet you," Sylvia shook her hand.

Lois smiled at her. "It's nice to meet you too," Lois replied, "This is Jason—."

"He and Laney finally acknowledged that they're attracted to each other, so we're not sure if we should call him Laney's friend or—." Lois nudged Conner.

"Nice to meet you," Jason smiled as he shook Sylvia's hand. "Do you go to the university?"

"Yeah, I'm a theatre major," Sylvia replied, "Which is kind of fun because Laney's major is music therapy, so—."

"Laney changed his major to music therapy?" Conner interrupted, his mouth half-full. Sylvia nodded.

Lois took Sylvia's arm and offered to show her where Laney's hospital room was, leaving Jason and Conner to talk to each other. "I don't think you look that much like Laney," Jason replied.

"That's because you've spent more time with Laney than anybody I've ever known," Conner whispered, "Other than Chris."

"How come you and Laney stopped sharing a room?" Jason asked.

"We fought too much... And he was the only one who didn't mind getting up when Chris had nightmares," Conner replied. Sammy came outside and circled the table. "Chill!" Conner laughed.

Sammy sat down next to Conner. "Are you Laney's boyfriend now?" Sammy asked.

"We'll see," Jason answered softly. Sammy took his mother's plate and started to eat after her.

"Dad said I can sleepover at your house tonight," Sammy said.

"And why would you want to do that, Jonny number two?" Conner asked as he pinched Sammy's cheek.

"Stop!" Sammy swatted his hand away. "You said I could if I wanted to."

"Okay, but you still have to go to bed at eight-thirty," Conner replied. Sammy put his fork down.

"But I'm not even going to school tomorrow!" he exclaimed.

"Trust me, you'll be tired by then anyway," Conner replied.

"But you stay up late," Sammy replied.

"I'm not a kid. Besides, I'm giving you a whole extra thirty minutes on a school night because I know you didn't finish your homework," Conner replied.

"How do you—?"

"I didn't... A little trick I learned from Dad," Conner smiled. Jason chuckled. Jason finished eating and threw his plate out.

"Wanna see the dance I learned from TikTok?" Sammy asked.

"I have a feeling you're about to do it anyway," Conner mumbled as Sammy stood up and showed him. Conner covered his mouth as he took a moment to collect himself. "You know, that's neat, Sam. I would try it, but I have too much self-respect."

"No, you don't. I saw your yearbook picture," Sammy replied. Jason gasped.

"Sammy!" Jason laughed.

[pinkusmaximus]

hi hi!! can I request Junker queen with a fem s/o who’s going through a depressive episode?

yes B)

“C’mere.”

You stared at Odessa, who sat cross-legged on your bed. You examined her long legs, boxers, cropped shirt, strong arms that reached out for you and beckoned with wide hands. She had a small smile on her pierced lips that urged you to come closer.

You think she didn’t notice when you weren’t feeling like yourself? You’d be a fool to think so. That woman noticed every little thing about you and adored it, head to toe, brain to brawn (or, comparatively, lack thereof on the latter).

After a moment of staring, you climbed up onto the bed with her, immediately driven towards being sat upon her lap as her arms encircled you, warm and inviting. Perks of having an absolutely massive girlfriend; you fit in her lap perfectly, and neither of you would have it any other way.

“Now,” she said in her best quiet voice- not really much softer than her usual tone, but the thought behind it meant enough. “Who’s gonna tell me what’s goin’ on with ‘em so that I can do my job properly and take care of ‘em?”

You open your mouth to answer, but before you can, a nose is pressed against yours, forehead to forehead, and you can hear the smile in her voice.

“That’s right— you. C’mon, doll, spill your guts.”

That, in fact, was the kindest way she’d ever asked you to share your feelings. You were working on it.

“Feels stupid to say it’s just the depression again,” you grumble as you press your cheek against her shoulder.

“Ain’t stupid,” she interjects, “just is what it is. Don’t make it any less of a thing, y’know?”

A warm, broad hand ran back through your hair, gently untangling the slightly greasy strands where you had neglected to shower for a day or so longer than you probably should have. Your eyes shifted away, staring down at your hands in your lap as she carefully tended to your hair.

“Dollface, look at me. Up, up here.”

As you looked up at her, she gently traced your features with her fingertips. Her thumbs grazed the outline of your lips, scarred fingers traced your eyebrows and the bridge of your nose. The soft smile on her freckled face as she did so made you smile in turn, just a little, just enough for her to notice.

“Theeere she is,” she beamed as your smile broadened slightly with her enthusiasm, “there’s my girl.” She leaned down to press a quick kiss to your lips, then another, and another, then eventually was rapid-fire kissing your entire face from jaw to cheeks to forehead until you were a giggling mess in her arms.

“Aw. Lookit that. I missed that.” She smiles again, gapped teeth sending your heart fluttering.

And you start to feel just a little bit lighter.

[puppetboys]

lookit what my girlfriend drew i’m legit going FERAL over him

[rolling-in-guano]

31DOD Day 23

Hear me out. So we've all seen the Batman/Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles comic

But Dick Grayson has never been too involved with these events. Some of you may even know who Karai is, and I'm not talking about 2012 Karai who was Splinter's long lost daughter kidnapped by the foot or 2018 Karai who was a sweet grandma. I'm talking about the IDW 2011 comic book Karai.

Imagine this, Dick Grayson as Batman with his Robin the prickly Damian we know and love. Now, we know that Damian's grandfather, Ra's al Ghul, is an immortal leader of an assassin clan that bathes in mountain dew to maintain his flesh or whatever. And then Damian is searching for a nobler way through working with Dick!bats to make up for his past mistakes with the LOA.

Now enter Karai, the granddaughter of Oroku Saki, AKA the Shredder, who in the IDW version was the leader of the Foot Clan in feudal Japan. Shredder was then pickled in some sort of demonic juice until modern day where he was brought back to life so he could take over New York and have sex with his sexy immortal fox girlfriend. Sound familiar?

Here's Karai using her blood to bring back her pickled grandpappy in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Secret History of the Foot Clan #4

Batman (1940) #243

I'm mean look at this loser getting it on in his mountain dew.

Anyway, so Dick is Batman and Damian is Robin and Karai ends up in in their universe somehow. Now Dick is dealing with two grandchildren who were raised to be assassins. I just think it would be real funny.

In Batman Unlimited, Damian ends up taking over the League of an Assassins. Karai ends up taking over the foot clan. I think they would get along in the strangest passive aggressive but also polite way. Then Dick is there being the responsible one keeping them from committing crazy murder. He would probably end up fighting Ra's again which I always enjoy:

Nightwing (1996) #152

I want more of Dick kicking this crusty dudes ass.

I think this would give him a chance to eldest daughter syndrome it up with Leo as well as trauma bond over the fact that there are crazy assassin psychos out there obsessed with controlling their brains.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2011) #29

Lookit my poor baby who can barely recognize his own brother after trying to murder him. Ring any bells with Dick Grayson?

The IDW TMNT comics are pretty darn violent. Not for kids my friends.

Unrelated, sort of, but people are always trying to compare the robins with the four turtles. They always say that 3/4 is good enough but I think they are missing the obvious solution here. Stephanie Brown is a Michaelangelo. I think they would be fast friends! Stephanie is a robin too so she should get to hang with the turtles.

I think Damian would get along with Jennika though :)

They are both sweethearts.

[taperwolf]

A summary of my reactions to 100 Girlfriends chapter 163:

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