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lineffability · 7 months

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Could you do 19 for ineffable husbands for the one bed prompts?🥺

"Do you want me to stay?"

"Angel, we could easily miracle another bed. Might be a bit tight, tiny room and all, but we're--" Something Crowley discovered at the very back of Aziraphale's eyes made him stop. It looked a little like disappointment.

"Yes. We could. But... do you want me to stay?"

"Oh." Crowley turned towards him, and he didn't even need to take a step. The room really was tiny. "Angel," he drawled, leaning in a little closer. "Are you asking what I think you're asking?"

Aziraphale lifted his nose. "Well, I could also go back down and ask the receptionist to clear up the mistake, maybe another room will miracuously have become vac--"

"No, no." Crowley lifted his hands. "You can stay."

Aziraphale waited.

"Okay. I want you to stay."

"Well - okay." Aziraphale smiled a happy little smile, accompanied by an even happier wiggle of limbs. "Great!"

Looking at the angel like that, Crowley wanted to wiggle right out of his own skin, but stayed perfectly still. One of them had to keep their composure. That's how they worked: like a seesaw, one stoic and repressed, one forward and daring and carefully enthusiastic. They took turns.

Except lately they didn't really have to. Only, old habits were hard to kick - although Aziraphale currently was trying very valiantly.

Crowley almost suspected he had booked the tiny room with one bed on purpose. Well - he knew. But admitting that...

He'd rather play along. It was fun, in a way.

"So, which one of us gets the bed then?"

He watched Aziraphale's face fall in real time.

"Oh. I... I hadn't thought of that." He straightened, visibly trying to recompose himself and the situation. Then he caught the twinkle in Crowley's eyes, and relaxed back into his comfortable body. Crowley watched him thinking, envisioning the gears turning in his cloudy head. "Well... lately, you know, my back has been acting up, the corporation might be wearing out, haha, funny thing, did you think it possible? So. I would, if I were honest, rather prefer the bed. However, I would simply hate for you to sleep on this horrible carpet floor." Aziraphale made a face, trying to downplay his obvious, nervous scheme. "Imagine how many people... no, out of the question."

Crowley shrugged, trying to keep the demonic grin off his face. "Fine. I'll take the walls. Or ceiling. I'm not picky."

Aziraphale almost groaned: he could see it in the way the corners of his mouth pulled his lips into a thin line. "Crowley, I'm trying--" He gnashed his teeth.

Crowley was feeling bold. The angel might as well have started begging at this point. "Trying what, angel?"

"I. Just." Aziraphale's shoulders slumped. Success. Surrender. Aziraphale fixed him with his eyes, blue and intense and suddenly so enlightened. There was intent in them. And Crowley thought maybe his cheeky demeanor might come back to bite him, as it usually did. He'd pushed, and Aziraphale had caved. Now he was looking at him openly, without their easy pretense. "Do you want to sleep with me?"

"S-sleep with you?" Crowley echoed dumbly. The images that slipped unbidden into his mind made him blush, and the angel promptly followed suit.

"Lie with me," he tried to correct, only that didn't help at all. "I mean! I mean... not biblically? No... intercourse."

"Intercourse?!"

"No intercourse!" Aziraphale actually clutched at his face and hid behind his hands. He actually groaned, this time. His face stood in ever starker contrast to his white hair.

"Aw," Crowley croaked. It was an attempt to defuse the situation, only he hadn't really delivered. It sounded suffocated, like a dying tealight.

"I mean, I'm not saying I don't want-- I would very much enjoy-- I'm just saying we, you don't have to-- Oh, bother. Oh, I'll go down and ask for another room."

Aziraphale started for the door, but Crowley stopped his embarassed flight out of the room with one hand to his chest, looking anywhere but his face.

"Wait. I want to."

"You want to?"

Crowley thought he could actually feel the angel tremble beneath his hand, but maybe it was only the air drawing into his ribcage. The tone of his voice held too many emotions at once for Crowley to disentangle them all.

"You want to... uh, sleep with me?" Aziraphale asked faintly.

A hundred meanings for this single word, and yet the answer was so all-encompassingly simple. "Yes."

"Yes..." Aziraphale slowly looked at his face. Hopeful, careful, maybe a little hungry.

Crowley tried a grin, and felt relieved when it stuck to his face and took hold. "Intercourse or no."

Carefully, Aziraphale began to return the grin, but stopped halfway and settled on a wide smile instead.

"Great."

"Great?" Crowley slid his hand down Aziraphale's chest until it dropped, and took a step back. Aziraphale wanted to sleep with him - wanted Crowley to sleep with him, too. And they both thought that was great.

Life on earth really was great, these days.

"Yes."

"So you want to start right now?"

"Excuse me?"

"We could go to sleep right now. Together."

"Crowley, it's 11am."

"So?" Crowley walked him up against the door, and thought that if they were sleeping with each other, sooner or later but today, no matter what kind of sleeping, they might as well try their hands and lips again at the kissing thing they had recently discovered for themselves.

Aziraphale let him proceed, and their lips touched with soft enthusiasm. Perhaps they even tasted a little anticipation on each other's mouths.

Then Aziraphale's stomach rumbled. He pulled back with a sheepish smile.

"It's 11am," he repeated, "So I'm hungry."

"Then we better get you fed." Crowley smiled lavishly, though he had been perfectly content to make a meal of the angel's lips. "Don't want you fed up."

"You certainly don't," Aziraphale agreed. They shifted against each other in what little space they had, until they both faced the door. "I feel like a big, hearty breakfast. And then, perhaps, to digest... a little nap?"

"Mh. Nap. Nappy nap. Sounds heav- sounds ni- yeah. Let's do that."

"Care to join me?"

Crowley already held open the door.

"Always, angel."

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singsongraptor · 9 months

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Can someone please help me out with feeding my kids tonight? This last two weeks has been a hot mess for my family as we experience the "joys" of US healthcare and its absolute hatred for elders in general, but especially Black elders.

This all started with my grandmom needing an arterial bypass to save her foot. She got an infection in the rehab center. Cleared it up, sent home. Needed surgery on the other leg, last month and that's where it really dovetailed.

She got another infection, & this one was big. She was in the hospital for a month, needed 3 surgeries to clean the wound and came home needing both oral antibiotics and IV antibiotics. I had to learn how to give her infusions, change her bandages and she's got a wound vac.

The home care company has been a menace the last two weeks. They lied about her medicare insurance stopping payment on her services, lied to her doctor about it, which led him to write orders to drop the wound vac, which they used to try and take her vac and discharge her.

Meanwhile, my sis and I are handling all the practical care, keeping our parents abreast of her health while they handle the clerical side, as well as get our kids prepared for the school year starting, and they all have uniforms, which ate what little spare funds we had

tldr, our circumstances have been extremely high stress and miserable, I'm exhausted and in more pain, I'm worried about my grandmother, and I still have to feed this household for Sept with 8 dollars to my name, get shoes and masks for the kids

And ya know, med care for myself would be nice too, though what I'd really like is another air purifier. Food and masks for the kids come first tho, so please, any and all survival appreciation for this capitalist, racist hellscape is love

Also, we need sick people stuff, like soup and otc meds like ibuprofen and cold medicine.

#antiblackness #disability #us healthcare #us health system

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abbythewritor · 11 months

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"Janitor" Fnaf Security Breach x Fem reader. *2*

Description: What happens when Y/n L/n lands a cleaning Job at the mega pizza plex? How will she handle all the Animatronics falling for her?

Warnings: Slight drama, blood, and jealousy, but other than that, none.

Rated: PG-13.

Other things:

-Bonnie and Foxie aren't dismantled, thanks to Gregory.

-Cassie and Gregory are in High School, working as security guards to keep Freddy and everyone else safe.

-I added a new Daycare attendant named Jester, who will be introduced later, and of course, the attendees got new Upgrades, thanks to Gregory.

-The OCs I will be using aren't mind, and the User names will be linked at the end of the chapter; the credits go to them :)

-Finally, no adult content will be included in this story.

Enjoy the second chapter :)

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"Wow! Good Job, newbie, we cleaned up in under 2 hours!" Dj's room was finally thoroughly cleaned, and thanks to you, your bright Idea of using some sort of Shop-vac to pick up toys, candy, and other stuff left by kids made this whole Job thing a little easier.

Cyrus, who had just finished putting the vac away, stood by as you sat on the floor, sipping a freshly opened juice box. Looking at his fazz watch, the time read 1:15pm, and a satisfied smile formed his lips. "If we keep this up, we can reach the daycare area by 5. You get the gist of things quickly, Newbie; I knew you'd get the hang of it. Plus, I think you went to the top of Mr. Dj's new friend's list." Chuckling, you sipped more of your juice. "I'm not his friend, Cryus; I just complimented his sunglasses." Cryus sat next to you, slightly nudging your shoulder. "Yeah, and everything else. I knew you didn't say anything, but I can easily see a person's body language when they're geeking out. So you're a robot fan, huh?" Your eyes rolled. "Glamrocks, actually." His eyes widened. "No way, really? Wow, is that why you took the job? Wait... you're not planning on anything weird with Freddy and the others, are you-OUCH!! Hey!! Hey!" He laughed when you hit his shoulder.

"Take your mind out of the gutter; I got this job for the money. Besides, I may be a geek, but at least I'm not like one of those Crazed fans who always kiss their posters." Cyrus nodded. "True, we had a fair of those people come here, not to Freddy, but foxy, surprisingly. Poor guy, we had to close his meet and greet early one day because an older woman came to him with his shirt off." "PFFFT" Apple juice came out of your nose as you and he began to die with laughter. Not believing him, you turned to him with surprise once you stopped coughing. "Really? You're shitting me." His head shook. "Nope, not kidding; I got the whole thing on tape if you want to see it later?" Sighing, your head shook.

"Can this place even surprise me more? First, the pizza here is actually good, Second, I meet a Gianormous spider, who's not a human-eating creature, and finally, I get told a story where Foxy almost got molested." Chuckling, Cyrus put his arms behind his back. "You'd be surprised at what happens at the daycare; Poor Sun has to deal more with the kid's actions than Jester and Moon." Your head tilted.

"Jester and Moon?"

"Oh, they are the attendants with Sun, but their moment to shine is when Nap-Time happens. Jester was meant for both morning and Day, but he takes Tag too seriously." Smirking, you leaned onto your right elbow, now fully onto the floor. "Sounds like me; I hate kids." "Same...but someone has to take care of them while the Parents are gone, the same as we have to take care of this place..." Standing up, he stretched.

"Alright, if we head to the Glamrocks dressings rooms now, we'll still be able to make it while they are still performing, which makes perfect timing for us to clean. Now, being the Geek that you are...I doubt they would be out now, but don't worry, I will give you plenty of chances to see them when that time comes." Nodding, you adjusted your hat. "No problem, not in a rush when it comes to that anyway; I know how busy they all can be. Especially Freddy." Cyrus smiled at you. "Glad you understand, Newbie; now come on. DJ! WE OUTA HERE!!"

"Right on! Thank you, Cyrus and little lady! Don't be a stranger, ok?"

Chuckling, your co-worker held a thumbs up towards the tunnel. "Will do! Say Hi to Mini Dj for us!! Come on, Y/n, let's head to the VIP area." Nodding, you followed behind as he began to walk, grabbing the mop bucket as the both of you headed that way.

In all reality, Mr. Dj's room was pretty neat, even though it was large and a lot to clean; you had fun getting to know the spider, the area, and Cyrus a little more.

This job won't be so bad if the other animatronics are excellent as Dj.

Just as long as you keep your head up and do not embarrass yourself in front of the Glammrocks, you should be fine...

Right?

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"Cyrus! What are you doing here?!" With a lot of walking, you both made it to the VIP area.

It was huge, right next to the entrances, as many different colored rooms were aligned inside a vast wall, each color representing a different Glamrock and their personalities.

Besides the rooms, you were taking in the mall itself, as the true size of it through your eyes was amazing. Multiple floors, stores, and people surrounded the structure, as familiar music from the Glamrocks played throughout the area.

Many children, adults, and teens walked passed the screen in many different directions, the camera focusing on you as you tried your best not to bump into any people, the mop bucket still being pulled by your grasp.

Not being bothered by Cyrus, he was heading over to a familiar yet older boy, who was shocked to see your Co-worker at this moment. "Gregory! My man!" Giving each other a hug, Gregory fisted his shoulder. "Look at you, man; Summer treated you well." Cyrus was shocked by his comment. "Look at me?! Look at you! You are all grown up! Just yesterday, you and Freddy were being chased by killer Vanny and the others! Just think of how it would go down now!." The boy chuckled while scratching his neck. "It was 8 years ago, Cyrus; Vanny's gone now, unable to hurt anyone again." "Thanks to you! Man, you Kicked that bunny's but! From the beginning, you knew she was involved with the Animatronics going a wall; now, none of them are shut down because of you. Look! You're even freddies personal security guard! How's that going?" Gregory slumped. "It's tiring; Freddy takes every chance of the day to see every. Single. Child. It's annoying enough that I must deal with the crying Kid's parents above it all. They say some...vulgar things..." Cyrus chuckled while his hands went to his hips. "That's Freddy for yah, and yes, sure, the parents suck, but hey, on the bright side, you get to spend more time with him, right?" Gregory shrugged. " I guess your right? But since he's always busy, I tend to hang out with Cassie more than anything. But enough about me, what about you? How's life going for you, and who is that? Is she your girlfriend?" He looked to you, who was being an airhead and was too busy looking around more, stars filling your eyes. Cringing at the sight of you, Cyrus turned to Gregory. "One, I still live with my mom; two, that is Y/n, the newbie; and three, no, she is not my girlfriend." "Huh." Gregory crossed his arms. "That's the Newbie? She doesn't look shy and timid to me-" "Yeah, Dean said that to Dj too...but she's a total geek; you should have seen her when I beat her at a race, anyway, are the gang still performing?" Gregory nodded. "The Guys are; Foxie and Chica don't perform until later tonight; they're practicing for their Duo downstairs. Do you guys need to clean their rooms right now?" Cyrus nodded. "Might as well, since we are on time; we just want to get it cleaned before they get done so fan girl over here....doesn't get too overwhelmed." They both looked to you, who was standing there like an idiot, who played with the ends of her hair and fiddled with your Tee-shirt. Gregory laughed at his statement, his hand lifting his hat up slightly. "I get that; I know Bonnie and Freddie can get a little touchy around new people, so I'll try to keep them distracted until you are done." Cryus patted his back. "Thanks, Gregory, always the hero; hey, Newbie!" Getting your attention, you looked at him as he motioned to you with his thumb. "Let's get started; follow me!" Nodding your head, you grabbed the mope bucket to follow him, walking past Gregory as he told you the plan, both of you heading to Freddie's room first.

Gregory, who just shook his head, sighed as familiar sounds of doors rang through his ears. Turning, he saw Freddy and Familiar animatronics coming toward him, which made him smile.

"Freddy!" He yelled, catching the attention of the bear, who was talking to Bonnie on his right side. "Gregory!" He replied, tail wagging as the boy ran up to him, latching himself onto the robot. "Look at Ya, boy, all dressed up and everything," Foxy spoke, referring to his uniform as the boy adjusted his hat. "Yeah, I never expected this outfit to be this fancy; it feels kinda weird." Monty glared at him. "You're making it feel weird, kid; it looks good on ya." Bonnie nodded. "I agree; besides, it's better than wearing those clothes daily, right?" Gregory huffed, his arms crossing. "At least those close were comfy." Freddy chuckled while putting a hand on his back. "Well, I'm proud of you, superstar; it's a rare opportunity for a high schooler to get this job; you should feel honored." The boy crossed his arms. "I'll feel honored when the stupid parents stop bullying me. Everyone besides him and Monty laughed, Freddy looking at him again. "Greggory, if I can ask, is there a way can we go to our rooms yet to recharge? There is a malfunction I need to check; my left eye seems to be a bit more blurry than usual." "I wish you guys could, but Cyrus has a Newbie with him; they're cleaning your rooms as they speak." Bonnie's eyes widened. "Theirs a new Janitor? Why isn't Dean here then?" Gregory shrugged. "Dunno, but Cyrus doesn't want to overwhelm her, so it's best if you guys do something else for now." Freddy nodded with a smile. "No problem, superstar, we'll think of something." Foxy did a stretch. "Yar...might as well be heading to my ship; I don't want Roxy putting her dirty paws on me, gold..." Bonnie's eyes rolled. "I told you, foxy, it's not roxy who steals it; kids sometimes swallow those things, you know?"

"Doesn't matter; my gold matters too much; I need to protect it." Watching Foxie walk away, trying his best to avoid crowds and kids, Bonnie just sighed. "Him and his Gold, I'm off to go play bowling. El-chip has bets of years of free tacos if I can get a perfect strike score; wanna join, Monty-Monty?" The gator just huffed, a pissed-off look hinting on his face as Freddy and the bunny grew concerned. He walked away from the group, probably heading to Gator Golf, as the three watched, unable to do anything else about it. Gregory sighed, looking at Freddy. "Did his guitar break again?" Freddy nodded sadly. "The instrument is not what it used to be, he got it before Vanny corrupted him and the others, and it was the only thing that could keep him calm. But now, it keeps breaking during performances, which concerns people and his fans." Gregory's brows furrowed. "Can't he just get it fixed?" Bonnie shook his head. "No, he doesn't trust anyone with it, especially when Cyrus switched to Daycare; he is the only one who can fix his guitar." "Then why not ask Cyrus to fix it himself? It's not like he'd turn Monty down, right?" Freddy sighed. "It's not that simple for Monty; he cares about Cyrus a lot, but since Cyrus switched to daycare, it made him angry enough to be a threat. When Vanny corrupted everyone, he went straight to Cyrus, doing something horrible that none of us can forget. " "Wow...and he doesn't want to hurt him again...I understand...Vanny caused him that fear, and to get rid of it must be hard." Bonnie nodded. "Yes, But I'm afraid for him..." Gregory tilted his head. "Why is that Bonnie?" sighing more, Bonnie looked to Monty, who seemed to be kneeling down to a Toddler, who touched the Gator's snout with pure love and fondness. Even the gator didn't show his genuine emotions; he tried to put on his best face for the toddler, not letting his Guitar or the past get to him. "Each day, that fear grows more and more, kids are getting ignored, he lashes out if nothing going right, and heck, even Roxy can't put him back in line. If something doesn't happen to help the poor guy."

"He'll just end up getting worse, day by day."

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"And finally, we are done!!!" It took a while, but the rooms of the glam rocks were finally cleaned.

Cyrus was impressed as you cleaned Montie's room by yourself, picking up every destroyed object, dirt, and even leftover presents from fans on the floor or the walls.

You ensured not to touch the robot's personal stuff, as everything in the room was essential and organized. This wasn't even a part of your payroll, but doing the extra stuff made at least your OCD ten times better.

Shocked as hell, his mouth was open wide as you stood up, whipping the sweat from your forehead. "It took a lot of elbow grease, but I think I managed to get it mostly cleaned-" "MOSTLY CLEANED?!" You squealed a bit as Cyrus's hands went everywhere. "THE WHOLE ROOM IS SPOTLESS!!!" You chuckled. "Yeah, guess I got carried away; I hope that isn't a problem, Cyrus." "Are you kidding?" You looked up at him smiling. "That isn't a problem, Y/n; it's a great skill to have, I wish I was like that when I was little, but of course, I had to be a pain in the ass." "Well, I am not like that; I get terrible OCD when things are misplaced, so cleaning Monty's room was basically therapy for me." You replied, feeling a hard slap coming from him onto your back. "I'm glad, newbie!" He chirped, throwing a towel over his left shoulder. "Monty can get pretty angry sometimes, even after the whole hacking incident; things have changed, and doing this for him makes the Gater a little bit happier each day." He then sighed.

"Though, that's all we could do; he didn't used to be like this." Your brows furrowed."What do you mean?" Cyrus was silent for a while before looking to the ground. "Before I transferred to Daycare, I was a mechanic for the Glamrocks." Your eyes widened. "Really? That's cool!" He chuckled. "Yeah, it was cool, alright, being able to hang out with the most excellent Robots in history, Freddy, Bonnie, Foxy, Chica, Roxy, Monty. Honestly, out of all six of them, I seemed more attached to Monty than everything; we were best friends. Whenever he malfunctioned, he came to me with the saddest eyes, or when Roxy or even Foxy said something wrong, we would always talk about the situation and work the stuff out."

He paused before pouting, trying his best not to cry just a little. "I fixed his damn guitar before every. Single. Show. His temper tantrum was the death of me of my time there, but somehow I always managed to fix it and make the gator happy. I miss that feeling....but when the glitches happened, and Freddy and the gang started to act weirder than usual, the company switched me over to daycare, which hadn't been touched by the virus at the time." Your eyebrows furrowed, and one of your hands was on his back as he struggled to get the following words out, his eyes looking at the guitar Monty o-so cares about. "He hated me leaving, and trust me, I didn't want to transfer either, but it was for my and other people's safety as well; Monty was like a brother to me. Sometimes when I try to talk to him now, I get an angry huff, and he walks away. It hurts, yes, but it's not his fault...I should have stayed when I should..." His hands ran through his hair, and shaky breaths and sad motions came from him, which made your heart instantly break. You don't know why he's telling you this when you only met him today, but hearing the story of his and Monty's bond is hard to ignore.

"Cryus...I-I don't know what to say..." He chuckled sadly, looking at you. "You don't have to say anything, Newbie....what's in the past is done, and now what I can try to do to lift his spirits is clean, clean, and clean....thank you for your help, Y/n, but, I think we should cut training today short." Your eyes widened with surprise. "A-Are you sure? We still have a lot to do-" Cyrus smirked. "Go home; night shift people will take care of the Daycare area tonight, just as long as you're ready to clean again tomorrow, alright?" Watching him get up, you were confused at first but understood since the Situation and tension were high right now; no, you nodded in agreement. "Alright, but at least let me finish up here; there are just some holes I need to patch up." He snorted at your stubbornness. "You don't quit, do you?" Shrugging, you smirked. "What can I say? You hired a germaphobe." Shaking his head with a smile, he rummaged through his pockets before throwing you something. "Alright, here." Catching it, you looked to see it was a pair of keys. "Monty's room will need to be locked when you are done; he rarely goes in here, so you don't have to worry about him coming in anytime soon." You nodded again. "Alright...thanks." "Just, when you're done, give the keys to Gregory; we don't want anything happening if those keys are found by kids or teens, okay, Newbie?"

Saluting to him, your face went cute. "Yes, sir!" He cringed. "Just finish up you doof." And with that, Cyrus left you in Montie's room.

Looking around and out of windows to see if no one was coming, your body turned, looking at Monty's broken yet elegant guitar.

Hearing his story replay in your head caused your heart to break while staring at it more, as your hands gently grasped the large instrument.

You play a little guitar at home, and you had a fair share of broken instruments, special ones. So hearing that story, knowing Monty's pain and anger, it's like looking in a mirror.

Everyone has bad days, but this Monty has been dealing with a lot of them for many bad days.

Yes, you are a Janitor, and Yes, you shouldn't be thinking this, and yes, it's only your first day, but if you were going to work here forever, you might as well start building a relationship with your co-workers and even the glam rocks. Feeling the guitar, every inch, string, and flaw this machine has, you knew exactly how to fix it. "Alright, Monty, you suffered enough days of anger......Now..."

"It's time to make things right."

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Monty's guitar :)

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thelaundrybitch · 8 months

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Employment Opportunities - TMNT HCs

TURTLE DOVES

I hath finished some HCs that have been sitting in my drafts for FOREVER 👀

Please enjoy

TW: Thirsty bitch ahead. And some swear words.

Please don't steal my work. Reblogging for others to enjoy is highly encouraged, though 🤩

These are Jobs I can see the guys doing once accepted into society...

Raph

Fire Chief.

Probably Fire Marshall.

Cuz boyfriend be hot hot hot

Dressed in that SCBA gear

Barking out orders to his men

Ripping down walls with his ax 🪓

Using ONE HAND to hold the fire hose while it spews tons of water at tremendous speeds 💦💦💦

Running into burning buildings to save children

Saving kittens from trees

Might also be a bartender.

Working those beer taps

Shaking up those margaritas

Poppin the tops off of beer bottles with his biceps 💪

Flirting with EVERYONE

Raking those tits tips in

But also

Bouncer backup™

boi-oi-oing

Don

Forensics.

Getting super into all the creepy, weird shit

Thinks about things that the detectives wouldn't ever even consider

Could actually, most likely, solve every case by himself

But that's a pain in the ass

And a lot of paperwork 📄🖇️

I could also see him being a judge. 🧑🏾‍⚖️

Seeing right through all the lawyer BS

Putting away the bad guys

Giving punk ass teens a shit load of community service

Tossing out parking tickets for all the little old ladies

Would definitely be a movie critic on the side 🎞️🍿

Acting more like Stetler and Waldorf 😂💜

Mike

Animal Control Officer.

Especially the big scary shit.

Like crocodiles. 🐊

Or Huntsman spiders. 🕷️

I can see him Snow Whiting that shit too.

*Sings sweetly and turns into the Pied Piper for all animals*

And sometimes women

Mike, as the animal control officer, would be like

Crocodile Dundee x Steve Irwin.

Asshole would be yelling CRIKEY at the worst moments.

Arrives at someone's house

Walks across the lawn to get to the backyard

For a run-of-the-mill opossum removal

Finds your dog's chewed-up crocodile stuffed toy lying in the yard

Screams, "CRIKEY!"

right before you step on it and scaring the ever-loving shit out of you

As he dives in front of you and wrestles the toy like Ace Ventura

Tells you he's billing you for hazard pay 😂

He's totally only kidding

But still an ass 🧡

Leo

OSHA inspector 😂💙

Chief of all safety

And the world's best asshole.

"I'm sorry, sir. That cracked outlet cover is a direct OSHA violation." 😂

"No, ma'am, I will not drop the $5000 violation for all the missing grounding prongs on the shop vacs."

Would probably work part-time for a boys' teen center

Where all the little rat bastards delinquents like to hang out

And cause major shit

Teaching them respect

And Honor™

Through free ninjitsu classes 🥷🏽

I can also see him being a Fire Inspector.

Working with the broski

Can you imagine?

Having Red and Blue show up at your workplace for a walkthrough inspection?

Bye bye panties 🩲

Oh shit

I'm on fire🔥

Safety Violation in progress

Get out those hoses

And hose me down, boys

🔥🔥💙❤️🔥🔥

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turnipstewdios · 10 months

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Chapter 12 Preview.

I'm writing up chapter 12 of Half-lives, but it's taken a completely unplanned tangent that was not in my outline, and I'm having and adventure trying to keep up with it. I also have a ton of work to do this week, so I have no idea if I'll get it uploaded anytime soon. So you all get a brief preview snippet.

I hope I'm as funny as I think I am. -----------------------------------

To be fair to Red Hood, (which he wasn’t sure he wanted to be right now) Steve didn’t think the boss had intended to make him work overtime. It wasn’t his style. He’d just been distracted by something lately, and Signal being close to the alley made him territorial or some shit. If he lodged a note of complaint, he’d definitely get an apology and overtime pay for his trouble. But right now he was feeling tired, and grumpy, and maybe, just maybe, a little bit petty.

Which was why, when his big bad boss ate shit on the roof directly below his balcony, in full view of Steve’s security cameras, he immediately saved the video for blackmail purposes. He’d been standing on his tiny balcony, having a smoke and trying to remember not to lean on the rusted part of the railing, when he’d heard voices coming from the rooftops to his south. He’d warily pulled back into the shadows of his curtains just slightly, but stayed where he could see what was going on. He heard two voices. One he couldn’t identify, which sounded young and male, and one which had the metallic buzz of the boss’s helmet. The swearing was also familiar. A dark, fast moving shadow flicked by on the roof above Steve’s apartment, cackling like he was juiced up on Joker toxin. (Steve reflexively reached for his gas mask) And Red Hood, (who sounded extremely pissed off) came hurtling in behind him on a slightly lower rooftop. He had to clear a gap to get to the roof of the neighbor’s building, and took a flying leap over the narrow space, cursing the entire time.

“--back here you punk-ass pasty-white son-of-a-aah!!!!” And apparently, Hood misjudged his jump. Because he sailed cleanly over the gap between roofs, overshot, and caught his boot on a bit of H-vac equipment. And then The Red Hood, crime lord and undisputed ruler of Park Row, the only vigilante in the city to openly defy Batman, Intimidating 6 foot tall brick of a man, and Steve’s boss, face-planted in Ms. Gracia’s flowerpots. __________________ https://archiveofourown.org/works/48120073

#danny phantom #batman #danny fenton #dead on main #dp x dc #dc x dp #dc xdp #jason todd #Half-lives

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yukipri · 10 months

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Bath day for the armor!

I've been really wanting to start snipping away the edges of my kit, but straight out of the box it's pretty oily, probably due to the vac-forming. I didn't want to get my tools any dirtier than they need to be, so i decided to give all the parts a nice soapy bath + rinse!

Process: 1) Dunk in the dish-soap bath (it's actually an ice bucket turned cat pool turned misc catio storage bin, but eh it works). Some of the pieces definitely more oily than others!

2) Rinse in sink

3) Plop onto towel (don't judge me, I've had it since high school okay)

4) Cart out to lay on my hammock for air-drying in the heat, which can finally be useful for something! Nice thing about having a hammock is, with the blanket covering peeled back, it's essentially an enormous drying rack? (Also, can u spot all 3 cats?🐱🐱🐱)

So yep not huge progress but for someone as lazy and slow as me, any progress is great!

And now, what finally got my lazy bum to move: I got my second Big Brown Box! It contains the rest of all of my hard armor parts, so I was like shoot, time to actually start this!!

I'll reveal what I got in the box tonight, along with which clone I'm actually making✨

The base armor kit getting the scrub down here is the Movie Realistic Clone armor kit from Imperial Surplus!

#YukiPri cosplay #cosplay #clone trooper #clone troopers #clone trooper armor #imperial surplus #cats #yeah this post was supposed to go up yesterday but i straight up was too tired and forgot oops

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vaxxman · 3 months

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Do you actually use the vacc all the time? Stock is better for taking out sentries, or no? (genuinely asking)

Please don't learn from my wannabe strategies, they are really not good and very beginner-ish. Actually good medic mains would probably cry at some things that I do. In short, no. It's the same for any other medic weapon, really.

(Really) long answer, which is based on an unreliable "2 months of playing medic nearly every day" is below.

All mediguns are situational, but I follow some personal rule of thumb that goes:

If on attacking team: Stock Medigun If on defending team: Kritzkrieg

(Depicted is the ideal situation shortly before your Kritzkrieg reaches 100%)

I'm not an asshole who denies a good team potential killstreaks with a Kritzkrieg. A good team deserves a good uber. But if that medigun set up doesn't seem to work out with my team (eg. my team is only Demoknights and Market Gardeners / the enemy team has a god-like sniper and is killing everyone at the same spawn door) and the flanking classes are more fit to actually do the objective, I will switch to a different set up.

If on attacking team: Vaccinator If on defending team: Quickfix

(Depicted is what Vaxx encounters 70% of matches on payload maps)

My reason for this is that both of these mediguns focus more on survival, rather than making sudden pushes for ground; ground that the entire team might not be able to keep. I strongly follow the credo of "Don't pocket", so these two fast charging mediguns are perfect for switching around patients during building and uber pop to make sure many people as possible profit from them. They are also much more hectic to play, so most of the time I will switch from Crossbow to Overdose, and from ubersaw to solemn vow, because I am much more vulnerable to spies and flanks from hyper focusing on everyone's healthbars and jumping across the map, trying to keep the team together. Vaccing scouts is incredibly fun, you couldn't imagine until you tried ("Hello Doc, this is Jeremy, your Uber driver to pick you up").

On payload, when my team is pushing, I generally use Vacc and am part of the cart pushing team, unless I see that the team work and positioning is good enough. Upon death I'll respawn with stock to help the power classes who are pushing at the frontline instead, because the cart heals, too, and I trust my team to not die. Sometimes, all it takes for your team to successfully move out and gain ground is some popped bullet resistances on the first person who is leaving spawn to make sure the snipers don't delete them before you even get to the cart.

When I say "play more aggressive as medic" I really just mean being able to stand in the crossfire more often and actively encouraging your patients to go into situations, because they can trust that your 75% resistance will let them survive it (also you just pop the bubble and stress them into GOING IN BEFORE THE EFFECT WEARS OFF). If you run into a sniper sightline and manage to get him to snipe at you while a bullet resistance bubble is popped, the rest of your team can follow you until the sniper has reloaded, and that alone may already have caused enough pressure for the sniper to leave his position. I like to think of Vacc and Stock as the fight-or-flight-reflex triggering mediguns, with Vacc being the medigun that seemingly locks people into battle with you, as people attempt to take you down with focus fire, while Stock causes everyone to flee. Dying with Vacc isn't too bad for your uber charge, and no healing for some seconds is a risk I am willing to take sometimes, if it means I'm drawing the enemies' attention away from my other team mates and wasting their ammo for the last push.

So tldr: Since I'm playing casual mostly, eventually I will use Vaccinator a lot because my alternative is to gamble that one or two players are competent enough to perform extremely well during an 8 second long uber. Yes Stock uber is the best for taking out sentries, but sometimes your team might not be the best for the job.

Whatever people say about medic gameplay being boring, I don't see it, it's super engaging, and extremely strategy heavy to me.

(Depicted are reasons why normal and sane medic mains use Stock vs why Vaxx uses Vaccinator)

#team fortress 2 #tf2 medic #tf2 #60 seconds till mission begins rambles #I know I sound extremely bitter in these rambles about team mates not being able to do blah blah I don't want to be condescending ok #I'm not actually angry I have a very healthy relationship to this game #I make sure I thank my team after every game because a medic's victory is never thanks to the medic alone #I don't like trashing my team!!! :(((#Still as that one class who literally stands behind others and watches their performance to assess the situation #If the team's progress hinges upon one single healer keeping everyong alive and giving one person god-mode for 8 seconds to even push #I don't think it's the healer - I think it's the team #and that's ok - that's what my vaccinator is for :)

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madamegixxysticks · 6 months

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Skylanders Trap Team Trappable Villains in a nutshell

(This was just because I was bored. Treat it like Vegetable Justice and don't be offended easy if I roast your favorite one.)

Life

Sheep Creep: The first baddie you shove in that emerald hammer, sorta like your first bug type with a pokeball.

Broccoli Guy: Useful... For everything not fighting.

Chompy Mage: Beloved old loon since 2012

Cuckoo Clocker: Where's the fighting element? No problem! Put him in life!

Shield Shredder: I guess they would've put you in tech, but all the chairs were taken.

Chompy: WHY ARE YOU DLC-

Water

The Gulper: A walking sin of Gluttony

Slobber Trap: Hey, boy! I think the Earth Element was that way.

Chill Bill: Was cool before it was cool.

Brawl and Chain: Somebody needs to give him a teddy bear, STAT.

Cross Crow: I guess water comes from your arrows...?

Threatpack: NEEERD-

Earth

Tussle Sprout: Hey, wanna swap elements with Cuckoo Clocker?

Chomp Chest: Yeaaah... That chest wasn't sus at all!

Grave Clobber: Why did you change to water in Imaginatiors...?

Golden Queen: Entitled to all the gold in Skylands, is female, and yells a lot... Is she Skylands' Karen?

Air

Buzzer Beak: Uhh... Okay.

Dreamcatcher: Oh... How she'd dream of having a better fight... Oh wait, Pain-Yatta and Hood Sickle have that? And they're in the same level as her?

Krankenstein: Are you trying to copy Jet-Vac? Is that why you're in Air?

Bad Juju: Why you don't mess with voodoo.

Tech

Bruiser Cruiser: Hey, your mech is kinda clever.

Shreadnaut: Double trouble!

Brawlrus: You gotta pick him!

Krankcase: Dude, you can take the hat off, you don't need to put that other hat ON TOP OF IT.

Trolling Thunder: How does THAT fit in the trap WITH him?!

Mab Lobs: What's with mirror people and facial hair?!

Magic

Bomb Shell: No another "Should be in tech"!

Pain-Yatta: Everything about you is great!... Expect the evolved form.

Rage Mage: Brocc but not useful.

Fire

Chef Pepperjack: How did you get into that baking contest?!

Scrap Shooter: GARBAGE DAY!

Grinnade: I'm sure Activision would've been sued if you didn't get a mouth.

Smoke Scream: Mr. "I have the best Skystone", which is better than KAOS.

Undead

Masker Mind: Green is not a creative COLOR.

Hood Sickle: I think my bestie has a crush on you.

Wolfgang: First you break others' eardrums, now you copy off of Snap Shot in Imaginators?

Bone Chompy: HOW ARE YOU NOT DLC?

Light

Eye-Five: You're lucky I'm convinced you're a living plushie.

Blaster-tron: Systems indicate: You are a very cool bot.

Lob Goblin: Not again with another "should be in tech"!

Luminious: Actually, I got nothing. You're good.

Dark

Eye-Scream: Would I need to call a dentist or an eye doctor...?

Fisticuffs: I guess you're meant to be like the Pokemon version of the Dark Ty- er, Element?

Tae Kwon Crow: WHO DARES PUT ME IN A NUTSHELL?!

Nightshade: ...Now I'm going to give the "Worst Doom Raider Fight" medal to you. And that's because I can't think of any way to fix yours!

Kaos

.... Basically the Joker, but bald, the size of a dwarf, and has nothing to do with clowns... He's a metamorphic one.

#skylanders #skylanders trap team #in a nutshell #don't take this too seriously #it's a silly post #skylanders kaos

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oiralinsanity · 2 years

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The screen turns on revealing DJ Octavio, who looks absolutely drunk and off his rocker.

DJ Octavio: I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT: CAPTAIN 3 IS A BITCHASS MOTHERFUCKER, THEY PISSED ON MY FUCKING WIFE!

Cuts to Captain 3 in Alterna: I only dropped a single tear on them!

Cuts back to DJ Octavio: THAT'S RIGHT, THEY TOOK THEIR INKLING SLIMY DICK OUT, AND THEY PISSED ON MY WIFE, AND THEY SAID THEIR DICK WAS "THIS BIG" AND I SAID "THAT'S DISGUSTING!"

SO I'M MAKING A CALLOUT POST ON MY SQUIDDER DOT COM: CAPTAIN 3, YOU HAVE A SMALL DICK, IT'S THE SIZE OF THIS CLAM, EXCEPT WAY SMALLER, AND HERE'S WHAT MY DONG LOOKS LIKE!

Clam explodes, revealing the Octobot King 3L.GS with the Ink Vac attachment, except the Ink Vac is pixelated.

DJ Octavio: LOOK AT THAT, IT LOOKS LIKE TWO BALLS AND A BONG!

Cuts to Cuttlefish, also in Alterna: Actually, it looks more like all the Tetris pieces at once.

Callie: Gramps, WTF!

Cuts back to DJ Octavio: THEY FUCKED MY WIFE, SO GUESS WHAT? I'M GONNA FUCK THE EARTH!! THAT'S RIGHT, THIS IS WHAT YOU GET: MY SUPER LASER PISS!!!

DJ Octavio fired his cannon. Meanwhile, Hugefry and Grizz are fighting on top of a rocket, but Grizz turns around when he hears a strange sound coming from behind him.

DJ Octavio: EXCEPT I'M NOT GONNA PISS ON THE EARTH, I'M GONNA GO HIGHER!

Grizz realizes that a huge piss laser is heading straight towards him and he has no time to evade.

DJ Octavio: I'M PISSING ON THE BEAR!!!!!!!!!

Mr. Grizz dies like a Dragonball Z arc villain. Meanwhile, down on Earth, a Grizzco Worker that is implied to be Agent 4 is looking up in horror upon Grizz getting piss-streamsniped.

DJ Octavio: HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, GRIZZCO. I PISSED ON YOUR BEAR, YOU IDIOTS!!!

A 24-hour countdown timer appears on the screen.

DJ Octavio: YOU HAVE 23 HOURS BEFORE THE PISS DRRRROPLETS HIT THE FUCKING EARTH! NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT, BEFORE I PISS ON YOU TOO!!

The screen cuts to black.

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatoon 3 spoilers #DJ Octavio #captain 3 #craig cuttlefish #mr. grizz #cuttletavio #This is basically a shitpost that's also fucking canon #I will pay someone to animate this!

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elledritchhorr0r · 3 months

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I'm so butch.

My dryer wasn't drying so It had to be fixed! I will recount the events.

First I unplugged the big bitch

Then I moved the dryer from the wall so that I could get behind it, as well as pull a shop vac back there. From behind it I removed the clamp that attached the flexible vent hose to the air vent at the back of the dryer. With the vent opened I ran the hose for the shop vac inside of the flexible vent hose and sucked out and stuck debris, I did the same inside the dryer vent hole. I expected there to be a large clog somewhere inside but I didn't find it.

Notes: the metal vent port in the back of the dryer is made from sheet metal. It is very sharp, don't cut your fingers like me.

I couldn't find anything indicating a clog from the back, so I went to the front. I had to remove the housing for the lint screen. This was very difficult because there were 5 screws, 2 in the front of the dryer and 3 on the inside. They were all different sizes so I separated them into piles. After removing the screws the housing came apart in 2 pieces. One was the flappy bit that says "insert lint screen here" the other was the inside wall, that didn't get fully removed because there was some electrical wires connecting it that I didn't wanna fuck with.

With the housing removed I found the problem, it was a 3 inch deep pile of lint, cat hair, and dog hair, and dimes. It had blocked most of the air flow out of the dryer it seems. I tried to suck it out and my vaccume clogged and wouldn't run. I will have to take it apart to fix it later. Undeterred I grabbed a pair of tongs and began to remove all the debris by hand. This was very dirty work, please wear a mask if you do it. I didn't and I am feeling very silly about it as I write. Additionally the inside parts of the dryer are made of sheet metal and are very sharp. Wear gloves if you try this bc I cut my fingers up.

Notes: wear PPE mask and gloves, try to properly light the area, I put my phone in the dryer and it DID NOT help.

Finally having removed sufficient debris I began to put everything back together, interior wall, screws, reattach the flexible vent hose (in the future id like to use rigid venting but that's currently out of the scope of my abilities), plug it back in, and push the dryer back against the wall. You maybe be saying, Elle it sounds like you forgot something and you would be right. I forgot to put the flappy bit back on. So I had to remove the 5 screws holding the housing in place and replace the flappy bit and put the 5 screws back. It was frustrating.

Final notes: the biggest difficulty for me was a lack of proper lighting. If you can bring a portable lamp I would recommend you do. Also PPE. Where I live it probably would have cost us 300 bucks to get this fixed. It took me 10 minutes of googling and an hour of struggling (I'm not as able bodied anymore). I'm hopeful that I've resolved the issue, if I haven't we will consider calling a technician.

Tools: I used a Philips head screwdriver and a shop vac. You could dry it with a regular vaccume with a hose attachment, but this broke my shop vac so you should be confident that you can repair it. Also a great amount of queer audacity.

#trans #queer #lgbtq #punk #dryer vent cleaning #diy punk

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trivialbob · 9 months

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This tonic with elderflower makes the best G & T. It is my end-of-the-weekend cocktail tonight.

Over the weekend Sheila and I took the trailer camping. In general I'm reasonably organized. This time I tried to go up a level. For example, we keep a broom and dustpan in the trailer. So I brought along a Dyson cordless vac. Getting the nooks and crannies really clear of sand and debris makes me all tingly inside. So it was awesome that I also brought the recharging cord.

Before we left home I also went through all the many drawers, cabinets, and cubbies in the trailer, looking for things we never use, so I could get rid of them.

When we got home today Sheila had to take care of something. With her out of my way I did laundry, washing all the campfire-smoke saturated sweatshirts AND the usual household hamper. It's now all clean, folded, and put away. This also gets me all tingly inside.

The trailer was still in front of our house while I had my laundry party. I took my long extension cord and ran it to the street... so I could power my Shop Vac and get the trailer even more clean. About a pound of dog hair also come out of from truck. We didn't even bring the dogs with us this weekend.

Later Sheila helped me put away the trailer where we store it nearby. I'm a little picky that it gets lined up in the middle of our space, so I don't crowd the people who park next to us. I like having someone watch as I maneuver. Scratching another trailer or truck would be a headache.

When Shiela said "it's good." I got out to look. It wasn't "Bob" good. I said I wanted to move the trailer a bit more to the right. When I backed in the second time I'm pretty sure she was surfing her phone as she uttered, "Yep, looks good, Bob, looks good."

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truthseeker-blogger · 5 months

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*UPDATE - GOFUNDME*

Good morning, It's been 3 months to the date since my last update here on gofundme, I apologize for that. I've mainly kept most people abreast on tumblr, though I do realize all are not on that platform.

I had pneumonia in November just before Thanksgiving, then early December, I contracted covid. Matt had confirmation of covid as of yesterday.

Thankfully, a doctor was on call on a Sunday, and I was able to get medication for Matt.

Then, there was another confrontation last week with the dog upstairs being off leash and attacking Justice while we were outdoors. Both dogs are fine, but I am still shook about it.

I did create a sign for the front door and place it there when I take Justice outside, and no one upstairs has to question whether we are outside or not.

We had heavy rains the week before Christmas, resulting in several inches of water in the basement. We had to throw out several rugs, but we were able to save a couple of throw rugs and air them out. It was exhausting, just coming off of sickness, using a wet vac and broom to push water out of our room to the sump pump on the other side of the basement.

A rather tall shelving unit almost toppled over onto me due to a rotted leg from water damage, over the years, I imagine, and I had to make adjustments where to store canned goods, and shift things around a bit in our very limited space.

We had more rain a few days ago, but only a small puddle came through the wall. We lost power for a few hours due to someone's vehicle hitting two poles down the street.

I just wanted to say due to donations the last several months, we were able to get another air mattress, pay some bills, buy my son a rain jacket and boots as Christmas gifts, otherwise there would be nothing for him.

This was the third Christmas for my son without his father being alive, his father's birthday would have been 2 days before Christmas, and my son handled it well. One night recently, I reflected on the fact it's been a year since he was hospitalized and grateful he is home and not hospitalized.

Matt still has pain in his shoulder no matter the task he does at work. It's the repetition, I believe. He continues to lose time out of work, but he is a real trooper pushing through the pain most days. I won't go into specifics here publicly because it is ongoing, but at least the court case started in October.

Many requests came through from the defense which are being opposed by our attorney, due to the information requested being irrelevant to a deck not being built to code and causing bodily harm to Matt.

We are sure more delaying tactics will be expected, though frustrating. Your donations helped with numerous things over the past year, doctor copays, mri scans, gas money, pay bills, food, replace items due to mold, even treats and toys for Justice, as he is surely feeling the confinement of being in one room.

We continue to have lost wages due to sickness. I lost 3 weeks pay due to sickness, and will lose another week in quarantine this week. Matt will also lose pay this week due to covid.

You helped us not lose our sense of autonomy, as we wade through these difficult waters.

We were able to feel like human beings, not inanimate objects, stored away in a basement, forgotten.

We hold onto the faith, our lives will be restored to be once again living in our own household. We wish to thank you all for your continued support, prayers and donations.

Without you, I shudder to imagine where we would be. We are forever indebted for your generosity, and support.

May you have a blessed, healthy new year with you and your families.

With much love and gratitude, Mary and Matt 🙏🙏🙏❤❤❤❤❤

Numbers 6:24-26

‘May the LORD bless you and protect you. May the LORD smile on you and be gracious to you. May the LORD show you his favor and give you his peace.’

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snappydragonsclaw · 5 months

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One the skylanders imaginators cutscenes redone

Deep inside of kaos's lair kaos was walking back and forth seemingly aggravated at his failures. Another one of his doomlanders were defeated once again. He could not stand it. Those pesky skylanders kept winning no matter what he had thrown at them. "Brain!? What am I doing wrong!? Those fools just keep defeating my doomlanders!" kaos asked Brain. Brain looked at him and sighed facepalming. "kaos have you ever thought of taking them out from the inside?" he asked with a hint of sarcasm. "eh!? What do you mean?" kaos ask intrigued. "well those skylanders of yours are rather close. They seem to operate like a family." Brain added."well I've seen them group hug and celebrate holidays together. " kaos noted. "how about you...make it so they turn on that pesky purple dragon. He seems to be the one they all look up to. After all that old portal master Eon is spirit so he can't do anything to protect them." brain says."but it's not that simple! These stupid's are strong-willed! Every time in the past they seem to break out of mind control!" kaos responses. "kaos im basically a god. I'm one of the very beings who created Skylands. I'm sure these skylanders can't hold their own against the likes of my abilities. " Brain says pridefully. "well that is a point. They did never face anyone like you other than the darkness."kaos says. "so why don't we try this? How about for once you have them bowing down?" brain asks. Kaos thinks for a while and glances at glumshanks who shrugs clearly uneasy about the crisis as always. " alright. Let's try this." he says in a slightly worried tone. He knows if this goes wrong the skylanders will get suspicious of him further.brain floats over to the thinking cap on kaos's head and together they say"prestobraino". Meanwhile at the academy. The skylanders were plotting.

All the starterpack skylanders were gathered at the meeting table where they spoke to each other. Spyro sits down, trigger happy happily giggles away as usual, gill grunt is next to him nudging him to quiet down, cynder is sighing clearly annoyed by the gremlin's laughing, tree rec per his woodpecker, jet vac is nervously sweating, stealth elf is sharpening her blades, wash buckler and blast zone playfully swap just for fun, food fight is surprisingly just chilling, snap shot is having a conversation with golden queen, spitfire is making sure he isn't burning anyone and king pen is just entering the room." alright everyone. I think we have a problem. Kaos has mysteriously gotten stronger over the past few days and well that is obviously not good at all. He is creating monsters! I remember a time when the only created beings walking around here were Tree Rex and Food Fight....not to be rude to you two. Anyways these things that kaos are creating are unnatural! They don't have souls like we do!" spyro alerts. "I think kaos is messing with something no mere mortal should be messing with and I'm speaking as a technically immortal being!" stealth elf whispered."I miss the days were it was just us vs him! Now he has all this otherworldly help! I rather deal with the blooming mask of power than this mess!" Food Fight says crossing his arms. "agreed. Like sure it sucked that we had our powers taken away but at least we knew what we were dealing with!" Gill grunt says."kaos I hypothesis is messing with powers only for the ancients." king pen adds drawing everyone's attention. "these powers and abilities. They don't belong to him. Have you noticed his magic arua changed from purple to pink lately?" spyro looks at cynder worried. They haven't even thought about the idea that kaos is getting these powers from someone. "spyro you don't think that kaos had summoned the rouge ancient do you?" cynder asks to hope that spyro would say no.

"uh...well he did grab the thinking cap and that book so maybe?"spyro nervously chuckles."oh yeah we're done for." wash buckler says out loud."...that was supposed to not come out." outside the academy mysteriously goes silent. As if life itself just stopped. "uh...why did it go quiet outside all the sudden?" stealth elf asks the group. Her ears lower slightly. She had seen creepy stuff before but this was a whole new level of creepy. "oi! and i'm sure the academy is NEVER this quiet! Even at three am!" snap shot says getting up protectively drawing his bow and arrow. "alright this is officially creepy." spitfire says looking out the window and seeing no one. "this better not be one of kaos's tricks!" tree Rex say getting up. The skylanders all walk outside."...where is everyone?" blast zone asks. "yeah they were outside doing their own thing a minute ago?!" golden queen adds."Ahahhah! Creepy! Hahaha!" trigger happy laughs but he is laughing to cover up his fear. The skylanders begin to look around together however food fight begins acting strangely. The artichoke holds his head as if he has a headache. "ugh...guys I don't feel so good-" he stops suddenly. He heard whispering in his ears that were well his leaves.the voice was getting louder and louder. "what...!? What are these voices....!? They are so loud!?" he cries out In pain.

The others look at him In Concern. "food fight? Mate what's happening to ya?" snap shot asks walking over to him. Suddenly out of nowhere food fight does a blood-curdling scream. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!" he screams. The skylanders jump at the sudden scream.food fight fell to his knees covering his leaves in pain. His eyes were wide and small tears rolled down his cheeks." what are we all looking at him for!? Let's help him!" snap shot roars. However, before they can do anything food fight suddenly stops.food fight just simply doesn't make a sound. "food fight? You okay?" spyro asks. Food fight doesn't respond. He slowly gets back onto his feet.His head hung low as if puppeted.Trigger Happy was about to hop over to food fight Gill Grunt held him back."trigg stay back something is not right." he said. "remember how I said how nobody is outside was creepy? Yeah I take that back This takes the cake!" spitfire says floating behind tree rex hiding behind the giant. Spyro tilts his head. The purple dragon had seen many things in his lifetime but this...this was something much different from anything he had ever seen." hello? Skylands food fight?" spyro waved his claw in front of food fight with no reaction."spyro...what's going on with him?" cynder asks."I have no idea-"before spyro could finish his sentence food fight suddenly looks up. However his gaze. There was something off about it. His eyes were a hot pink hue and glowed. It was as if no one was home. "spyro...his eyes!" jet vac alerts. Spyro jumps back in surprise. Suddenly what was happening to food fight begins to happen to snap shot, stealth elf, Wash Buckler, spitfire, and Golden Queen. Spyro panics he shakes food fight but he gets pushed away.then everyone started to experience it except for spyro. Soon they all stop their scream and all glare at spyro. Spyro backs away. Suddenly a whisper is heard."destroy spyro." it says. suddenly they all attack spyro. Spyro flies away dodging various attacks. "AAAH!! What is going on! I thought we were friends! Family even!" he screamed in fear.

spyro got a response but not one that he expected."spyro prepare to face your DOOM!!!" they all said in incision as if in a hive mind. Wait a minute doom? Spyro heard that all too much not to know who was behind this."kaos!? What did you do to them!?" spyro yells demanding answers. Suddenly a voice comes out of food fight alone it sounds like a mix of his own voice and kaos's. "oh it's not just your friends fool! It's all of the Skylands! Ahahahha!"spyro suddenly freezes.all of Skylands? That"a how many people kaos is controlling. Suddenly the dread yacht fries at him. Spyro barely dodges. He sees Flynn, cali, mags,buzz, and hugo all under the control of kaos, and just when he thought that is everyone Tessa flies on Whiskers and tries to attack spyro. Spyri flies away trying to get them off his tail but he soon notices helicopter and jet noises and more flapping. "oh come on!"spyro comments annoyed. He hesitantly turns around to see the stealth stinger, jet stream, and cynder flying behind him. (also this is a playable cutscene by the way.)spyro pushes himself harder. However, he looks down and well it seemed like all the skylanders that weren't there a second ago are now."...AAAH!!! Oh for the love of!" spyro yells annoyed.spyro then sees a window open and flies inside and closes it and barricades the door.spyro didn't know what he was going to do but he was about to figure out what to do soon! Outside the room, he could the skylanders marching on their way to the very room he was in. "think spyro think!...wait I'm not affected! But how!? Is it because I'm a purple dragon?"spyro glances and notices an old map. He walks over and grabs it."dragon's peak of course! That was always the one place that was safe from most threats!"spyro then hears banging on the door. He looks down and sees a vent. He opens it and goes inside before they break down the door. Spyro turns around to see Gill and trigg. "I'm sorry guys..." he faintly whispers as he leaves.

Alright, that was my idea of a cutscene remake so let me go over some things. First the reason I Included all the starterpack skylanders is because it just makes a bit more sense. I always thought it was strange how some of them were never an NPC and I also made Spyro's personality a bit more accurate to his personality in the books and trailers so yeah no more cocky spyro and I changed the behavior of the mind-controlled skylanders as well. I was going for a more creepy hive-mind vibe speaking of that you may be asking what was with food fight and the voices in my head thing? So that was based off of the whole devil and angel dynamic a bit from the older cartoons and also I thought it would be cool and creepy if the brain could whisper to them to control them I mean the feeling of being whispered to do something is creepy a bit In itself especially if it to do something bad because I don't know about you but imaginators definitely feels like a Halloween game. or at least it was trying to be anyways. next the mask of power reference. Not much to say there. I just love the books. I wish those became games. Alright last but not least why did I switch the place spyro goes from Dragon Temple to dragon's Peak? well, hear me out. Dragon's temple is just another part of Dragon's Peak. The reason I sent spyro off there is because that place is the universe meeting point so yup when spyro mysteriously arrived in Skylands that's where he was. So it would make sense for that place to have some sort of magical protection.

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