#safety in numbers

[emmieexplores2]

Carole Lombard, Josephine Dunn, and Kathryn Crawford in Safety in Numbers (1930)

[pinkyhaert]

Screenplay and scriptwriter art dump from the bww server. Ft. My friends ocs

( @gio-scrabbles @artscheese )

( might post part 2 another time )

[internatlvelvet]

Buddy Rogers in Safety in Numbers (1930)

[isaut]

there are themes i wish to explore in divorcee au

[bots-basket]

✨️THE BOYS ARE BACK ✨️

[defensive-tactics]

Walk with a friend or group whenever possible.

[grim-faux]

needed to come by real quick and just make a note saying how much I appreciate everyone who's stuck by for TuNe The TRanSMiSsion, despite my struggles with updates and all that. Or anyone who's enjoying ongoing fics like Safety in Numbers or Cycle of Hurt, or Pale Case. We really appreciate readers and sharing our work with the fandom. Everyone learns a lot, and I do like to push the limits of what i can manage or even stumble up - I enjoy writing, creating, and interpreting ideas.

It's been nearly 3 years since I started this series and I'm happy to still have passion for it, and still wanna keep going with it. It might not be what I anticipated when I started, but there have been a lot of stories where I just enjoyed the journey above the ending. And I think there are plenty of stories for the Thin Man and his feral child to enjoy.

[johnschneiderblog]

Birds of a feather

With a panoramic shot or a wide-angle lense, I could have captured the whole gang out for a trot.

There were a half-dozen more outside the frame, on each side. I counted more than 40 in this flock that assembled on my lawn Sunday morning.

This time of year the local wild turkeys (and turkeys everywhere, I suppose) form enormous groups, seeking safety in numbers. Evidently predators prefer smaller, more vulnerable targets.

A turkey nugget: Benjamin Franklin admired the wild turkeys to the extent that he wanted to declare it the national bird. His proposal didn't fly and the bald eagle prevailed.

I'm glad ole Ben lost that argument.

[mudwerks]

(via Crack the Sky Safety in Numbers (1978)

proggy

[lonelyspaceghoul]

Safety in numbers

If you haven't read Stagtown by Punko on Webtoon, it's definitely worth the read!

[notadragon]

Six sentence Sunday

Sometimes Zuko wondered if there had ever been a time he wasn’t afraid. If he had ever felt safe, here. Most days he remembered that he had, when he was little, felt safe with his mother. Some days he wondered if he had been. Safety hadn’t been something he’d known to trust in since before his sister learned to walk. And he’d certainly learned better since. The fear here was almost tangible, an aura coming from so many people, he wasn’t the only one who couldn’t trust the safety offered here.

[pinkyhaert]

Inter-dimensional Judgement

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Kofi | Linktree | Carr.d

[internatlvelvet]

Carole Lombard, Kathryn Crawford, Josephine Dunn, and Geneva Mitchell, in Safety in Numbers (1930)

[steamworkscogstone]

Yeah, this honestly couldn't have been said better. But fuck, I am really terrified to keep posting on this website, let alone this blog. I made a new sideblog but, have near 0 motivation to genuinely try to put even a fraction of what I put into this blog, and that's why I've been so quiet recently, alongside of getting so depressed seeing all the Palestine news.

It all just seems pointless, but I'm still trying at least. I have a lot of stuff saved to drafts because of lack of motivation, to simply tag them.

Anyway for those of you not enmeshed with tumblr’s transgender mycelial network, or otherwise on its periphery, basically every damn day of pride month another couple trans bloggers have gotten wiped, regardless of blog content, following, blog age, anything, and it shows no sign of slowing. In general it seems to be hitting transfems more liberally, but transmasc and nonbinary friends of mine have also been wiped for their steadfast solidarity or Just Cause. There’s also been an uptick in posts being almost immediately marked mature by community tags for no discernible reason beyond “Posting While Trans”. This is a time to stick together like goddamn epoxy resin. Vocally defend and support each other. Block and ignore any wretched cunt spreading callouts or stirring up shit. Make sure you have a way to talk to your friends beyond this site. Don’t buy badges, don’t blaze, cold shoulder the fuck out of mod blogs, and give voice to your discontent.

Bite the hand🖤

[bots-basket]

Safety in numbers #9

It was as if the ocean itself was decaying before their very eyes. There were many sharp and plastic items floating amongst the murky water. Many of the ocean creatures had vanished from view, and the few that remained were twisted and mutated into horrible creatures. But that wasn’t the worst of it. A Black and oily substance dripped from the pillars and into the sea, draining the colors and life from anything it touches. And it was steadily growing closer to them, threatening the safety of their platform.

“I don’t like the looks of that stuff.”

Bass let out a hiss as his tail instinctively wrapped around Rosie. Despite never seeing something like this before, he was feeling an odd sense of familiarity about the sludge in the water and the vibe of the corrupted Mindscape.

“I..think we should probably go somewhere else..”

Rosie whispered as she gripped onto Bass’s tail. She was trying so hard to remain calm- but it didn’t seem to be working as she could feel the shakiness in her legs and arms.

Balan And Lance exchanged glances with each other. It was Obvious that this Mindscape has grown to be too dangerous for Rosie to be here. But the thought of Fiona still being trapped inside somewhere made the maestro and Negati master linger. A Solution had popped into Lance's mind, but he felt reluctant to share it. With a Quiet sigh he made his suggestion.

“Balan, Since I am unable to Leave these two By themselves, I’ll take them somewhere safer, The next stage. You should be free to find Fiona Quickly and meet us there with just you.”

“Are You sure about this?”

Balan said as he was rather hesitant to leave Lance alone with Rosie and Bass again. A cold feeling slipped through his spine as he recalled in his mind what happened the last time they were separated. He didn’t want to place the child in any more unnecessary danger and he wasn’t positive Lance could protect her from this threat.

“It’s a much better plan than waiting for that sludge to get to us.”

Bass interjected into the conversation and motioned with his head at the ever approaching slime heading their way. Balan let out a nervous sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair and down the back of his neck.

“Alright, but try to be careful as well.”

Balan gave a defeat sigh as he agreed to go and search for Fiona. Lance gave a court nod before using his tendrils to place Rosie onto Bass’s Back. He didn’t want to leave the fate of The Mindscaper to Balan; But now wasn’t the time to be possessive.

Deep down Lance felt solely responsible for the states of one's Mindscape inside Wonderworld. Balan was good with assisting with figuring out how to deal with their problems, while he was good in giving a sense of comfort amongst the storms of life.

Personally, if it were up to him he would let them stay inside the Wonderworld forever.. but that’s not his place. He may not always get along with Balan, but he knew that it was both of their purposes to help people get on a better path in life. He knew he could at least trust Balan with getting Fiona To safety.

Just as Balan was about to head off, A Sudden Loud B-A-N-G stopped him in his tracks. His golden iris slitted as he looked down to a smoldering bullet hole was inches away from his heels.

"Oh, don't go just yet! You haven't seen the best part."

A sinister sounding voice said to the group. Immediately Everyone's attention shifted to the direction of the voice. Standing on a platform above them stood the Man with the Long brown trenchcoat and rusty red hair.

"TOBIAS..!"

The sight of This man alone caused Bass's Fur to stand up and a bitter snarl to escape from his throat. His tail coiled tighter around Rosie as the child buried her face into his side shaking, not even daring to look in Tobias's direction.

Balan and Lance got into a Defensive position in front of Their guests, eyeing the man suspiciously.

"So you're that 'Tobias' Character I've heard so much about."

Balan said with a not so nice glint in his eyes. Usually he isn't the type to judge based upon first impressions- but the fact he causes so much fear in young Rosie alone didn't help. Not to mention the fact this unscrupulous Character just tried to shoot him.

Tobias gave a small smirk before brushing the hair out of his eyes.

" Why yes~ that's me."

" So you're also responsible for this Childs Terror."

Lance said with a sharp tongue. He didn't like Tobias. He didn't like how he came into wonderworld without his or Balan’s knowledge. He didn’t like the eerie negative aura about him. And he especially didn't like the look in his eyes..

Tobias gave a small laugh before raising his eyebrow to the maestros, seemingly amused by how irritated he's made them by barely doing anything.

" Well, it is said one should play with the toys given to them."

"What-"

Balan was flabbergasted by this man's words. The way he spoke and acted had already rubbed him the wrong way- but that phrase alone made an unusual fury bubble up inside him. No living being should be treated as an object- to be toyed with for one's own entertainment!

"Ohh~ Don't be upset! I am always willing to share my things with whoever wishes to join in our little game."

Tobias cooed as he saw How fired up Balan was getting. Lovely! He's certainly going to make this game all the more entertaining. With a snap of his fingers, two Being stepped forward beside Tobias.

The Masked wolf being from the last stage, and a new Beast. It was a warped and twisted version of the missing residents of this stage. This being also had on a mask, but it resembled the face of a dolphin. Its single visible iris locked onto Lance and balan as it seemingly judged them internally.

" In doing so, I've made many new friends. 'The little diver' and 'resilient farmer' were all too glad to join the game. Why, they were absolutely ecstatic to hear you will also be playing with us."

Tobias mused as he gestured to both the beings standing beside him. He looked even more pleased as He saw the Absolute looks of horror and shock find their way onto the maestros' faces.

"No…."

Balan was completely choked up as he nearly stumbled backwards. How could anyone.. why would anyone… Do something like this.. something so Horrible!? He couldn't even begin to wrap his head around this new development. He clutched his mouth and felt sick to his stomach from this disturbing revelation.

"You Wretched Soul..!"

Lance, on the other hand, was downright livid. He spat at Tobias as his Tendrils flared violently. He was not only upset at the abominations before him, but at himself for once again being too late to save those he held dear. This.. Cruel human had crossed a line that he should've never even known of. And he was fixing to pay dearly for this treasonous act towards humanity AND wonderworld.

"Oh my~"

Tobias whistled as he saw how the Negati maestro was practically ready to kill him right then and there. Quite the temper on that one. He should probably deal with this now rather than later.

"Well then, I think the boys are ready to play. Drown em for me, love."

He tapped on the shoulder of the dolphin creature before it nodded to him, before Turning its attention to the group.

It gave a Loud roar before leaping off the platform and changing its shape. Soon, it had changed into its original negati boss form; Anjellica.

But just as before with Barktholomew, Anjellica was acting completely out of control and feral, being sure to destroy any and all forms of escape to keep the group trapped on the platform before her. Tobias smirked as he watched the scene from a safe distance. It was now time for The fearless heroes to face the wrath of the sea.

"Now then, let's get things started."