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[moon-n-night]

The gang is complete, I kinda want to print it on a T-shirt.

[hopefulrunaways]

Commission I made for @frostyblustar !! Based on their fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58570927?view_full_work=true

thank you for the commi, it was so fun to make 💖

[oze511111]

加筆修正につき再掲

[sistematraumado]

⚠️ Be careful with this system / Tenga cuidado con este sistema ⚠️

HEAVY TW: Pedofilia, manipulación, acoso

Español:

Hola. Este es un anuncio público que les pedimos encarecidamente que lean completo, prestando especial atención a las advertencias de contenido sensible (triggers warning).

Queremos cancelar al sistema sillyz (user de discord: @sillyz_collective_l0l / ID: 1256432451757146205, user de Tumblr: @s1lly5-l0l). Descubrimos que permiten a sus alters problemáticos, específicamente pedófilos, actuar libremente, incluso en presencia de littles. Además, han estado involucrados en situaciones de manipulación y acoso hacia el sistema zombie/Frankestein (nuestro Parnert sys), provocando a los littles y aprovechándose de ellos. Este comportamiento ha generado situaciones intencionalmente desencadenantes (triggers) para quienes interactúan con ellos. El host del sistema no podía decir nada ya que habia sido amenazado por uno de los alters que estaba siendo víctima del sistema sillyz.

English:

Hello. This is a public announcement that we strongly urge you to read in full, paying particular attention to the triggers warning.

We want to cancel the sillyz system (discord user: @sillyz_collective_IOI / ID: 1256432451757146205, tumblr user: @s1lly5-10l). We discovered that they allow their problematic alts, specifically pedephiles, to act freely, even in the presence of littles. Furthermore, they have been engaging in manipulative and harassing situations towards the zombie/Frankestein system (our partner sys), provoking and taking advantage of littles. This behavior has generated intentionally triggering situations for those who interact with them. The host of the system could not say anything as he had been threatened by one of the alters who was being victimized by the sillyz system.

⚠️ por favor, tengan cuidado con este sistema. / Please be careful with this system. ⚠️

Aqui las pruebas / Here are the evidence:

[samtamdan]

[shiorimakibawrites]

Day 9 - Can't Sleep

Day 9 - Can't Sleep Prompt: 9: Anxiety + Alt: Insomnia Character: Matt Murdock Pairing: None Word Count: ~600 Warnings: Insomnia, low-self esteem, anxiety, mention of Stick, referenced child abandonment Taglist: @loves0phelia, @nowheredreamer, @beezusvreeland, @yarrystyleeza Tuna-Tober 2024 Masterlist

This story was originally written for my 300 Follower Celebration, a prompt sent in by @sunflowersandsapphires. But for Tuna-Tober, I've drawn some art for it.

Can't Sleep

Matt couldn’t sleep.

Not an unusual occurrence for him. His sleep schedule was terrible. Had been for years. Ever since the accident. Even with Stick’s training, he couldn’t seem to shut out the world enough to sleep sometimes. Tonight was one of those nights.

It seemed like every little sound in this building kept drilling into his ears. Foggy’s snores. People talking in the rec room. Other students in their dorms having sex or arguing. Or in the case of Jimmy and Amanda two floors up, both at the same time. People watching a movie or listening to music. The buzz of the lights, the rattling of the pipes, the flushing of toilets. The list went on and on. All perfectly normal sounds, typical for the student hall at night. No one was being particularly loud but for some reason Matt just couldn’t tune it out.

It didn’t help that his bed was uncomfortable. The laundry service had gotten backed up. So when Matt had accidentally spilled dinner all over his sheets, he didn’t have any fresh ones to put on. Foggy immediately offered his spare set so Matt wouldn’t have to sleep on a bare mattress until he got his spare sheets back. Or dirty ones got washed. Whichever came first.

Matt appreciated it. Really he did. Foggy was a good friend. A better friend that someone like him deserved. But all the gratitude in the world wouldn’t change that these cotton-poly blend sheets felt like sandpaper on his skin.

He was out of practice ignoring the sensation. He had gotten used to silk. He could hear Stick calling him a pussy for allowing himself to become so dependent on something like silk sheets. And maybe he was right. But it had been so nice, being comfortable while he slept, for the first time since the accident. He had thanked God for leading him to that girl’s bed during his first semester. Her silk sheets had been a revelation. So much of one that Matt had taken some of his precious cash and immediately bought two sets.

Foggy had teased him about it a little, joking that he was turning their dorm room into a brothel. They ended up pondering the logistics of such a venture, one of those bizarre yet thoroughly entertaining conversations he often had with Foggy. Sometimes it felt like he could tell Foggy anything.

Matt rolled over, trying to find a less uncomfortable spot. Another reason he couldn’t sleep. A debate weighed heavily on his mind. An argument he had been having with himself for months. Should he tell Foggy about his senses? His training? What really happened the night Elektra dumped him?

He wanted to. Sometimes it was all he could do to keep it behind his teeth. To only give the barest of hints, hoping that Foggy would pick up them. Put two and two together. It was possible. Foggy was a smart guy. Far smarter than he liked to give himself credit for. Sometimes it seemed like he had, from some of his questions.

But another, equally powerful part of his mind, dreaded Foggy learning those things. That Hey buddy would transform into Get away from me freak.

No matter how many times Matt tried to tell himself that Foggy wasn’t like that. He wasn’t cruel. Convince himself that Foggy wouldn’t reject him for his abilities. Remember how Foggy had gotten in people’s faces for being homophobic or racist or any number of things. He had protested bills targeting mutants. Every logical part of his brain said telling Foggy was safe.

And yet the terror remained. The knowledge that he was so awful that even as a baby, his own mother couldn’t stand him. The phantom sound of Stick’s retreating footstep clogged his ears. The ghost of Elektra’s perfume and that man’s blood filled his nose. All of it froze his tongue in his mouth. Seized his jaw in crushing grip.

He couldn’t do it. Couldn’t risk it. Couldn’t risk losing his friend. Matt was too weak. He needed that connection, craved the easy affection Foggy gave him as easy as breathing. He couldn’t lose it. He couldn’t . . .

“Matt?”

Matt started. He had been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn’t even heard Foggy wake up. Or sit up for that matter.

“Hey Foggy,” he said. “What are you doing up?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” Foggy said. “It’s 3 AM.”

Matt shifted so he was facing the direction of Foggy’s bed. “I can’t sleep.”

“Why? Bad dreams?”

“Nah . . . just worried about that final in Dr. White’s class,” Matt answered. It wasn’t entirely a lie.

“Buddy, you shouldn’t be worried about that. You got that philosophy junk backwards and forwards.”

“It’s not junk,” Matt retorted automatically, sitting up himself when he heard Foggy moving. Getting up. “What are you doing?”

“Grabbing my laptop,” Foggy said. “Since neither of us can sleep, we’re watching a movie.”

“You were sleeping just fine.”

“Oh contraire mon ami, I was as restless as you were. You ain’t the only one worried about finals.” Foggy said. It was a lie. Matt didn’t need to hear the little skip in his heart to know that. And yet . . .

“What movie?”

“Do you really have to ask? The Princess Bride.”

“Haven’t you seen it a million times?”

“And I’ll see it a million and one.”

Matt let it go. It wasn’t worth arguing with Foggy about it. He recognized that tone. Besides he liked The Princess Bride. Listening to it one more time wouldn’t hurt.

[tmntxthings]

一∑donatello hamato。・゜・◇

(pics from pinterest)

> raph’s < | > leo’s < | > mikey’s <

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version: rottmnt aka rise

aesthetic: purple + cyberpunk/tech stuff

song association: dark beach by pastel ghost

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author’s note: the previous post for donnie kept glitching so bad that I decided to delete it entirely and try to just recreate it, here’s to hoping it won’t glitch (＞人＜)

> Profile <

name: donatello hamato

nicknames: donnie / don / dee

aliases: othello von ryan / bootyyyshaker9000

location: New York City “what a town”

species: mutant / soft-shell turtle / human dna (not much room for my full answer -.-)

age: 16 (rise movie)

height: 5’3 (still growing! i shall definitely be taller than nardo)

color: purple. . . black

weapon(s): ninjutsu / bo / staff / tech / missiles / drill..?still in beta? etc.

appearance: jade green skin, soft shell (covered by my battle shell), ~signature~ goggles, wrist tech, eyebrows, purple bandanna, usually holding my phone as well

personality: brains of the operation, book-smart, sarcastic aka ‘the funny one’, obsessive, determined, fixer, problem-solver, genius, intelligent, intellectual, basically any synonym for smart, i guess..snarky

likes: dancing, music (edm but open-minded), tech, ~scienceeee~ [enter jazz hands], other intellectuals, phone, family, uranium, cute + mean type, atomic lass, affirmations, gift giving

dislikes: b e a c h b a l l s (it’s more of a phobia but i digress), liars, nardo, germs (like kraang goop and sewer gunk ´ཀ`」)

other: I would like to start off by saying you leave me very little room for my answers. You must know I have very well-thought-out explanations for each answer! I would also like to state that every weapon listed above was made by yours truly. And the wrist tech. And the goggles. And obviously the battle shell. All very advanced and most are made with high-grade titanium. The world does not want to see me ~shine~ so I have yet to get my hands on uranium or other lethal materials. I do predict that in the near future my dear Papa shall gift me something mighty special for Xmas.. but more logically I will use other methods to retrieve what I require. Anyways I’ve gone off track, back to this atrocity you call a profile application. Yes that’s right, it is atrocious. Why do you ask for my height and not my weight? They are usually asked for as a pair. Are you not being thorough? Or did you just forget? Either way that would be points off if I was your teacher! I’d rate this experience as unsatisfactory. I’m left wanting to write more about myself! You left so many things unanswered and to the unknown! Just so you know, unsatisfactory is two ranks higher than what I should be rating this. Though.. you did put effort into this, and I can see how much you used my favorite color.. but most importantly you came to me first.. and we are acquaintances after all… I guess I can bump you up to somewhat-satisfactory. Happy? Good luck on your high school project :p

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[bicryptide]

BREAKING NEWS!!!

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

STAY TUNE FOR MORE!

[gengan341]

I'll try to post my other works here till it reaches to the latest one.....here's the full image of the cover photo I use lol

[psychicvoidtale]

TW BLOOD

[arissopian]

Meskipun pada akhirnya kita tidak ditakdirkan bersama, aku bersyukur bisa mengenalmu.

Karena dengan mengenalmu aku belajar bahwa hidup itu tidak selalu tentang apa yang kita suka, tetapi tentang apa yang Allah mau.

Dengan siapapun nanti dipersatukan dan dimanapun nantinya kita ditempatkan, itulah jalan terbaik yang sudah Allah rancang bahkan sejak awal kita diciptakan.

*Tidak melulu soal cinta, ini juga perihal kawan berjuang dalam taat.

Semoga dipersatukan dengan orang-orang terbaik di jalan-jalan terbaik-Nya.

Penghujung Hari, 140124.2030.

[bizzie-bie]

[dirty-jack-off]

Re-post

Then message me which one you wanna see me use n you'll see

[the-poor-miranha-quotes]

Happy Hallowen @zoeloveconvers99 !!!

[ballisticcreature]

Y ustedes?

Por dónde empezaron?

[lost-in-this-world1113]