#hopefully this posts

[free-luigi-mangione]

anyways apparently the Altoona cops clicked 144 photos of pages and papers after his arrest, before NYPD arrived in Altoona

edit: site is not dead, tumblr just wasn't working for me

[firstdaughterb-d]

After May gave Steven directions to get on campus and to her room she slipped out to let her secret service agents know to expect him. The two on duty were ones who knew Steven from when they were still together. May wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. As much as she tried to pretend this was not odd at all she was actually freaking out. Thankfully Grant was busy with his new friend and Cora was busy with a study group. Not that it would matter because this was totally normal. Her and Steven were friends and he clearly needed someone to talk to. May felt bad something had gone wrong with his visit, and it had sounded as if it started so well too. Despite the letters, Christmas gifts, and the text messages, May was surprised Steven wanted to talk to her, see her. She could still remember how he’d looked the last time they were in the same room, like she’d punched him in the gut. Even though she suspected he knew it was coming. Despite all the walls that came from being the oldest child of a divorced couple who hadn’t fought as quietly as they liked to think Steven always seemed to know her. Better then Cora or her family even. Still May hadn’t been able to decide if Steven had known it was coming or if she just thought that to make herself feel better. Only it didn’t. Not just because Steven was so nice it was almost a kin to stomping on puppies to hurt him. But she’d loved him to the point that despite it being scary as a child of divorce she could see a future with him. Had been building it, little steps but steps all the same. It was that love that made her realize she couldn’t see him dragged through the tabloids. While she’d never worked for a tabloid she knew how those things worked. It wouldn’t matter how wonderful Steven was, if dirt couldn’t be found they’d make up lies. Horrible, vicious ones possibly. He and his family would be used for fodder by her mother’s political enemies. Worse yet, they’d also be used by her mother’s people to prop her up or distract. Because it was all about her mom’s career. Her and Grant had never mattered in the way May felt they should. Her mom’s career had come before their childhoods and her own marriage. May wouldn’t let Steven be used too, no matter how bad it hurt.

Which it still did. But maybe seeing him would help. They’d meet face to face and it would be fine, normal. The new normal. Just friends. Because that was just a desperate something May was clinging to she tried to busy herself by making sure there was nothing embarrassing laying around her dorm room. She was usually neat and the semester was still early enough that there had been no late night panic crams so that didn’t take long. She moved on to worrying about her outfit and hair. After an outfit change and pulling her hair in a ponytail before promptly pulling it out she felt silly because Steven didn’t care what she looked like. He’d already moved on. Which he should. May wanted him to. Well she wanted him to be happy. Just maybe not with…No! She wanted him to be happy and had no place to say with who. Before May could start feeling bad she was spiraling over silliness when Steven was having some problem he needed help with he was at the door. May took a deep breath and answered the door with a smile. “Steven, hi, come in. I hope you didn’t have any trouble getting here,” May said stepping out of the way to let Steven in and closing the door behind him.

[here4dragons]

Won't be on for the rest of the day or until they fix the power

[do-you-know-this-adhd-character]

so i'm having some issues with the blog

[blossomsofopossums]

Rise!Leatherhead Design

for my Good Genes au

kind of plain but ya know

Leatherhead is a leucistic alligator and the first successful warrior made by Baron Draxum with both animal and human dna.

Leatherhead was constantly tortured and experimented on by Draxum causing him to have severe ptsd. This only got worse after the original ooze recipe was destroyed by Lou Jitsu.

When Donnie is accidently mutated into a monster, the turtles go to Baron Draxum for help as they have no idea how to fix their brother.

Draxum lies and says he has a cure which he will use on Donatello in exchange for every piece of mystic armor the turtles have collected. Hesitantly, the turtles agree. Donnie is kept at Draxum's lab and Leatherhead is assigned to keep an eye on the turtles so they don't try anything funny.

However Leatherhead warns the turtles that Draxum has no intentions of curing Donnie.

Leatherhead is incredibly smart (not as much as Donnie but still pretty up there.) His expertise is in mystic tech and alchemy. With his own knowledge and Donnie's old notes, Leatherhead teams up with the turtles and makes a cure.

They go back to Draxum's lab, kick ass and save Donnie! And the turtles leave with an old and new brother :3

Leatherhead is a deep thinker and often soft spoken. However he can get loud when upset. He has a deep rumbly voice with a slight Louisiana accent.

He is leucistic with yellow tinted skin and blue eyes which will turn red when having an episode. He is the same height and size as Raph but only because he is constantly slouched.

He acts like a big brother towards all the turtles and gets along with everyone uniquely! At one point he even lived with the turtles, but decided to leave as he needed to work on himself.

Sorry if I left anything out or this isnt coherent, I had to type it out like three times cause mobile sucks ass.

Let me know what you think or if I should change anything!! There will be more Good Genes au in the near future.

[spikeisawesome456]

It’s been a while since I last posted a picture here, but I figured I’d share one now. :-D I’m currently on a cruise with my parents that they got as a sorta graduation gift for me (except that I’m fairly certain I failed my final exam so I’ve not technically graduated yet… oops). Either way, I decided to wear this pretty emerald green (that looks blue with the filters I put on it) dress that I got for less than $10 at a bin store. :-D

(Also, if anyone was unaware, a bin store is a store that has a bunch of bins of stuff that are all sold for the same price. Each day the prices decrease until restock day, when it restarts. My local bin store goes from $15, to $10, $7, $5, $3, then finally $1 before restocking. I either got this dress on the $10, $7, or $5, not sure. I also got my shoes for $1.50 at a close out sale for a Forever 21, so all in all my outfit’s a good deal, which I always love to get. ^-^)

[parkkrys]

Another lil snippet based off this post I did (hopefully that works)

I will also be calling this my dreamer au because I am boring like that. I do want to write this tho!

Sorry for any grammar mistakes, woke up and had a desperate need to write this.

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The North was fierce, unyielding in it's cold winds and the land difficult to navigate. The cold settled into Aemond's bones far more than he liked as he glared up at the skies.

He wanted to scream, to curse the gods who put him here as he turned towards Vhagar who only grumbled at him. She has been patient with him as Aemond slowly lost his mind.

After the dream of Lucerys he had not hesitated to fly North despite his mother's wishes. She had called him a mad man and in some ways he was.

Kinslayer was a title he has grown to hate. The way people whispered the name as he passed by them in the halls, the look of terror in their eyes as he made his way toward the gates.

And North he went.

Aemond stumbled towards Vhagar to curl up by her side, wanting to steal what warmth she provided. The Queen of dragons only shifted to let him lay by her side more comfortably.

"He hasn't come to me Vhagar, I sleep and hope he will be there but he isn't. Am I truly losing my mind? Has my nephew gotten into my head?" He whispered brokenly. He has never doubted himself as much as he does now.

Vhagar only grumbled as she curled around him, sheltering him from the brutal winds. It wasn't long before he found himself drowsy from the heat.

"Uncle."

Aemond jerked as he stared at the boy in front of him. Lucerys looked frozen, his lips blue as he trembled.

Aemond had the urge to touch the boy, to wrap him up in his warmth.

"Lucerys."

Lucerys only stared at him with wide eyes, "You are close Uncle, please. I can barely remember, it hurts and I'm so tired."

"Where are you?" Aemond demanded and Lucerys only shook his head.

"I can't tell you."

"How do I know if you are real? That you're alive?"

Lucerys only smiled at him as he tilted his head to the side, "That's the question isn't it? Have you gone mad? Are you just chasing ghosts? Or am I real and you must find me?"

"That's why I am asking you!" Aemond growled and Lucerys only watched him before he nodded.

"Find me, you are the only one I remember."

This time when Aemond wakes up, he truly didn't know if he was sane or not.