i know people are good because of this: the universe often assigns me side quests. in a circular strangeness; despite my inability to locate my-own-anything, i am almost-always finding someone else's lost things. dogs, coats, phones, cash, laptops. it happens so often it's almost tiring; suddenly being looped into a tiny amount of detective work.
but when i'm with other people who are not used to this: the response is almost invariably delight. yes, maybe they are simply thrilled by the mystery. it's just... they light up so much. i think maybe more... i think they like the opportunity to do something kind.
a few weeks ago, i was at a bar and i found a wallet as soon as we stepped outside. i felt nervous to ask for help, worried i would be holding up the night. i picked it up and said go on without me, i should help this get back to its home.
instead, three people pulled out their phones - to find him on facebook, to help cancel his credit cards. two people went back into the bar to tell the bartender, two others went calling down the street. group texts, facebook posts, instagram stories. people, without even seeing what happened, start offering help to me. fifteen minutes and: someone knows someone who knows the guy. the cheer that went up - just for finding him, just for this small thing. someone gets him on the phone. strangers dance around me, hopping on their feet - are you the girl that found that wallet? good for you, that's a good thing you're doing/same thing happened to me and somebody did what you're doing and i thank god everyday for people like you/i can't believe you found him so fast this is so exciting
i gave it back to him in a parking lot. i watched his shoulders sag with relief. there was cash in it still - he checked the pocket, and then sheepishly held the money out to me. i didn't take it. i held up my hands. "it's no problem, man. i know you'd do the same for me."
i don't know him, to be honest. i don't know if he is the same kind of person i am. but he nodded at me.
and i know people are good. i know people are good, because the way this story ends isn't surprising. we wave goodbye awkwardly. my friend loops their arm around me.
"i can't believe we got it back to him," they said. "i'm going to be riding that high for weeks."
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“Why am I so tired?” I keep asking myself, as if my doctor hasn’t been holding my “have a functional human body” drugs hostage for upwards of a month now.
I’m going to fucking cry. I just want to write, and clean my house, and walk my dogs, and instead I am stuck on my couch or in my bed, bone-deep exhausted and brainfoggy, sleeping badly for 12+ hours a day, while repeated calls to said doctor go unanswered.
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I'm pretty much done (for now at least) with my list of matt and trey notable lost media that I promised I would do. Please note that it's far from all of them, and I absolutely could not have done this without the constant help of everyone in this fandom confirming what is or isn't lost and allowing me to learn along the way.
So ermm enjoy!! I put as much information as possible, hopefully this is useful for whoever wants to know more... I'll try to keep it updated and add more if I learn of more.
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After some trial and error, I have finally finished Leo's patronus from @alycornz and @morning-sun-brah's rotTMNT/Harry Potter crossover! Link to the fic under the cut, please go check out their fic! I promise you, it is SO worth it.
Leo's patronus is a wolf, and I decided to give that flair of purple because you can't have Leo popping up without Donnie somewhere in the mix. Enjoy!
Their amazing fic:
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