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retroactivebakeries

#ronan showing noah this wikipedia page because he knows noah can't retaliate

theresaghostinmytea

Smudge

#BEFORE I READ THE CAPTION I WAS ABOUT TO SAY #MY FAVORITE VERSION OF HIS SMUDGY CHEEK <333

robobee

once again tormented by how Declan lived in a horror movie his entire life. you're two years old. your parents decide to kill this random new brother they pulled out of nowhere one day with no pregnancy. you display basic human decency to the baby (you are hardly 3 years old) and then your parents agree not to kill it. one day within 6 months of that you wake up and your mom has been replaced by a woman that looks *exactly* like her but Is Not Her and you can't verbalize how you feel about this (you are four) but you Dislike It, and your real mom never comes back so maybe you start to forget why you feel so uncomfortable with cloth mom in the first place. you have no access to any other people except this thing posing as your mom, the random baby that you are told can and will bring stuff out of his dreams, and your dad who is NEVER HOME. and then you are five years old, and every night you stay up to watch your little brother lest he bring back anything like, God Forbid, a human being.

He brings back a baby. He tells you it's supposed to be a better brother, because you suck, because you don't sleep and you live in a house with two fake people and a father who slowly seems to be forgetting who you are. You are six.

You are eight. Your dad starts taking you with him. You get thrown into car trunks and listen to him get beat the shit out of. You realise everyone wants your family dead, at best. Your father seems to have entirely forgotten he was ever your father, and seems only interested in the brother who dislikes you because you don't coddle him like everyone else does. Your father ignores the new dreamt thing, so you and your strange mother take care of it. You are nine.

robobee

You're 12 when you have to sell a dream to your father's favorite client. It's a prearranged exchange, more of a child exchanging monopoly money for fake tokens than anything else, but it's only the first time. There will be more. You hand over two dreamt bees. You run back to your father, waiting by the car. You're helping run the family business now, for real. There's too much anxious adrenaline in your ears, but you think you hear your father say her son is close to your age.

When you're 13, your father grits his teeth as he tells you about a man named Laumonier, a beast with three heads. His son in law is a man named Greenmantle, who is a friend now but will not be forever. You force your breakfast down your throat, nauseous. You still do not sleep.

You're 15 when your brother brings home a new friend. He wants to sleep over at his place. You are horrified. Neither your brother nor your father seem to understand why this is a bad idea.

Your father insists on telling everyone about something called a Greywaren. You don't know what it is. You don't think he knows what it is. The worry keeps you awake. Coffee burns a hole in your esophagus that your father fixes with a dreamt milkshake, in the flavor you hate most. It seems everyone in your house likes the new friend far more than they like you.

Then your father dies. Your brother screams first, and you shove him out of the doorway to see what he sees. You'd expected this, but you have no time to scream. You push both the children inside, tell them to call the numbers they should. You close the door behind you as you step outside. You pick your way through the blood spatter, through errant pieces of brain, and pull his wallet out of his jeans. You hide the fake IDs, you search the car for guns, and you stash those away, too. It will not take the police very long to get here. You do not have time to hold your brothers. You're not sure how much money your father's already given to the sheriff, not sure how much you can afford to add. You wipe your feet on the carpet before you go back inside. Your shoes are bloody.

Days later, you have no home, no belongings, one brother-turned-son, and no father or mother. Your other brother decides he hates you now. The new friend wins. You can't verbalize how you feel about this. You are four.

#so I never. read the dreamer trilogy #jesus fuck #jesus christ #this was a really good way to be introduced to some of this information

Thinking about if Ronan had known alive!Noah. Harassing him with meandering ideas about hypothetical dream objects literally 24/7 and they're almost all bad

#I don't think they would've become friends in that scenario necessarily but imagine like #imagine if we had some kind of one week period of CHICKEN OUT!Noah #magically #Ronan would at that point like him enough to bear it <3

brucefromfamilyguy

#need to collect this in a post with jumping queen. noah czerny conversations #leave him alone he's been dead for a bit. he's trying.#unlike the original person who I assume is not a ghost #undescribed

faewaren

[Act 3 of The Raven Boys]

WHELK: I bet I could murder more than one single teenager.

*in the distance, the sound of hooves*

dungeonskeleton

we could be going down the bigfoot titty slide rn but you won't text back

#noah czerny if he had... actually no he did survive long enough to see an era that would have him texting this

"jumping queen by beethoven" is what it's like to talk to Noah Czerny, to me

daisywords

"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.

#noah czerny #noah noah noah noah noah noah noah

cowboymoonking

Oh hey I’m alive

#me and rafi making so much noise about this right now

youreenoughnow

Last night I had this sudden sharp realization about the parallels between the moment when Blue realizes Adam can be angry and dangerous and the moment she realizes Noah can be angry and dangerous and my vague, nebulous Noah and Adam feeling that I’d only ever phrased as “understanding” solidified just a teensy bit

youreenoughnow

everything becomes that one moment, the moment of dying

somewhere, Adam was always reliving that first punch

I will not for a moment pretend that their lives or their relationships with trauma are parallel, and the fact that they are not is actually a crucial piece of this, to me. that fuzzy idea about the quiet ways in which Noah and Adam can offer each other understanding but it’s this weird, edge of an understanding, that needs to be learned and investigated and worked on

there’s something here

youreenoughnow

#yeah.#they love each other#two boys haunted by violence n trauma theyre trying not to succumb to#seeing the pain in the other

Kitkat’s tags are important, and either add to exactly the feeling I was trying to say or make me wanna say it so naturally that I forget it wasn’t my idea. Thank you, Kitkat.

youreenoughnow

Whelk is just Greg Heffley

youreenoughnow

Czerny didn’t really have a sense of humor, Zoo-Wee-Mama, it’s the same

#I was right about this post. I was #past me thanks for posting this one.

theehorsepusssy

#undescribed #noah czerny #ive talked many a time about necromancied noah being really really really really really really really really bad at employment #and now this post hits upon that quality in terms of the level of it #but this specific incident wouldn't happen there #however all the same. if before his death noah was forced to get a job in high school #like by his parents idk #this is EXACTLY how it goes beat for beat.

bluepercy-percyblue

also, are Ronan and Noah holding hands going into cabeswater?! 🥺 that is the sweetest thing ever and I wasn’t expecting it at all 😭

#oh. oh #roah #roah can you all hear me #sorry I feel like I've struck the wrong tone. this means a lot to me #much like noah. means so much to. ronan. and much like ronan. means so much to. noah

crimeronan

there's something to ronan and blue throwing peanuts at each other and arguing over whether it's praxis to cut poor people's electricity versus hug a tree while they have partners who are beleagueredly trying to get both parties' ecoterrorism charges dropped. one partner (gansey) was actively involved in the ecoterrorism but was purposefully made into the getaway driver because of his Rich Boy Privilege & the other partner (adam) could not care less about any of this, except for how the random cabeswater-esque ghosts in his psychic field keep frowning disapprovingly at him from bathroom mirrors.

blue: you don't Have to be magic to care about doing the right thing. gansey's almost normal and he cares :/

adam: you can also be magic and NOT care about doing the right thing. i want that on the record. just because i'm magic doesn't mean i--

1000 ghostly tree branches: [EERIE, AWFUL CHALKBOARD SCRAPING ALONG THE WINDOW OUTSIDE]

adam: ....SEE WHAT I MEAN. WHO WANTS THIS.

blue: aw. i think that's my grandma :)

#FANTASTIC POST I LIKE IT A LOT

rhythmic-idealist

My friend K has experienced homelessness before, although that was some years ago. I want more than anything for her to never need to experience it again. She is working so goddamn hard.

I’ve run a few fundraisers on Tumblr before. My theory, which has worked so far, is that reaching people who have the means to give money in a mutual aid context is a numbers game—the more eyes this lands in front of, the more people will see it who are in a position with disposable income that they are able to give, and want to give. Times are hard all around. Put on your own oxygen mask first.

Link, if you want me to cut to the chase - and thank you.

K is a queer mom of two. She shares custody with her ex, and custody switches off every two weeks. She used to have a coworker who was watching the children for her when she worked, but that childcare arrangement has fallen through—since November, K has missed two weeks of work every month, since there is no one to watch the kids. This fundraiser exists to try to fund childcare so that she can go to work and catch up.

There is a rent debt. K has a court date on April 21st, 2025. (I am making this post on April 8th, 2025). Adjusted for GoFundMe fees, the rent debt comes out to $6,056.

She cannot afford her current housing. But her old roommates stopped paying rent, and ultimately moved out but only after months and months and months. She and I and a mutual friend all trooped into the ex-roommates’ old room in N95s and gloves and spent a day cleaning up a biohazard. It has been such an awful living situation for her and her kids, and they want to move, but she needs roommates in order to make rent, and every single prospective set of roommates is refusing to live with kids. In our state, it’s illegal for landlords to refuse to rent to someone because of kids, but with roommates the law seems a lot more wiggly—and more importantly even if there is a law, you do not want to coerce roommates into living with children they resent, that would be an unsafe situation.

Thank you for reading this far. K is up shit creek and I don’t know what more to do. I’m more financially stable so I’ve given her money, another friend has given her money, but we are all running dry. She can get things sorted if she is able to work and able to know she isn’t going to lose her home—long enough to get out of this hole, to finally move somewhere cheaper, to find roommates, to get out.

Thank you so much. Again, apply your own oxygen mask first—mutual aid is for you, too, and it is equally good to exist on either side of it. If you have a part of your budget dedicated to donations, I really hope you consider her.

Thank you so much. Reblogs mean the world too. Donations get her out of this, and reblogs help find the donations. I’ll keep you all updated as well as I can.

This goal is high. The math is on GoFundMe. I know it feels insurmountable, and god, she and I were just talking about that. But I think we can do it. I think we can do SOME of it.

Thank you all for sharing. Thank you endlessly anyone who finds yourself in a position to donate. I think we can do at least some of it. If she has the rent debt, the $6,056, that will accomplish a lot.

4/08/25

$0/19,300

Again, raising even a portion of this helps. This isn't an all or nothing fundraiser.

Thank you so much for making it this far. Take care, everyone.

I reiterate one more time that all actions are valuable, sharing included, and that mutual aid is for you, too.

Link, one more time.

#hi! this is from my main #on Sunday this friend and I drove to pick up her kids and it took us something like nine hours round trip #she is a really cool artist and the first friend I made up here independently outside of work and is just generally great #any shares mean so much to me! thank you.