I Wanna Eat It

This looks like a warehouse in which each person is a box on a shelf.

I don't care what these people did. No one deserves this. The only criminals are the people who put them here.

RIGHT? like i see posts of ppl making him allergic to touch like have yall seen rottmnt???😭

Donnie cuddle headcanons

There are SO MANY headcanons where Donnie despises touch. Even with Y/N. And I don't like it. Rewatch the show, Donnie likes touch, just not when he's overwhelmed or not prepared at all. Even then, if his brothers hug him without warning, he doesn't mind. I'm the same way, and just because Donnie's autistic doesn't mean he falls in the same categories. Autism is like anxiety, it's different for everyone. DONNIE LIKES TOUCH PEOPLE.

So, I'm making my own because you all suck/j

• Donnie likes touch as long as he's not overstimulated

• Or upset. Then it's a definite no.

• Donnie really likes shell rubs, despite common opinion

• It's very relaxing to him, especially after a mission.

• If you massage his shell, oh boy, be prepared to stay there for a few hours X3

• His shoulders half a few scars from his battle shell chaffing the skin,

• And the skin there is usually dry, so scritches there are appreciated.

• Speaking of scritches, a soft spot for him is the top of his thigh, around the markings

• First time you scratch there he screeches like a cat

• Once his brain registers what's happening though, it's all churrs and happy rumbles

• Fair warning, don't do this in his lab.

• Chin scritches are okay, avoid his snout

• run your nails over his head, he'll melt.

• In the colder months, he WILL steal all your body heat

• No use in fighting this tired turt

• Headaches usually rest in his temples and the base of his skull (tension headache)

• If he seems irritated or grumpy and is holding his head a lot

• it's probably why

• Rub these areas to relax and calm the terrapin

• So he doesn't bite you💀

• Other areas to rub/massage:

• Neck, Shoulders, Jaw, Hands

• He's got shrimp posture like an artist, the boy needs help

• Often gets hand cramps, so I don't really gotta explain that one.

• Jaw just goes with the headache hc

• Snuggles and cuddles please

• Sit in his lap while he works

•Or in his loft bed, he doesn't mind

• Likes being the little spoon but prefers big spoon

• Kisses. All the kisses. Especially after the Krang

• this turtle is so romantically touch starved it's not even funny

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Yo, correct me if I am wrong please, but didn't Hitler rise to power because he promised to fix the German economy and people really liked that so they looked past everything else he was doing??? Like exactly what's happening in America right now???

So many people said they voted for Trump, put a truly evil person in power, because he said he'd fix the economy, and a little voice in my head is going, "Isn't that what happened with fucking Hitler??"

But I've seen no one point that out so maybe I'm miss remembering???????

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The Library 📚

Towering mahogany bookshelves filled with ancient leather-bound tomes

Antique globes and faded maps mounted on the walls

Heavy velvet drapes blocking out the sunlight

Ornate brass reading lamps casting a warm glow

The musty smell of old books permeating the air

The Study 🪶

A large oak desk strewn with papers, quills, and ink bottles

Walls lined with pinned insect specimens and anatomical drawings

An antique typewriter, its keys clacking softly

Stacks of well-worn leather journals and notebooks

A cabinet of curiosities filled with skulls, fossils, and scientific oddities

The Classroom 🎓

Rows of old wooden desks, surfaces scratched with generations of graffiti

A blackboard covered in elaborate chalk diagrams and Latin phrases

Dusty shelves holding jars of formaldehyde-preserved specimens

Antique microscopes and brass telescopes waiting to be used

The tick-tock of a grandfather clock counting down the minutes

The Dormitory 🕯️

A four-poster bed heaped with tattered quilts and faded velvet pillows

Parquet wood floors layered with antique persian rugs

Flickering candles in tarnished silver holders casting dancing shadows

A steamer trunk overflowing with vintage tweeds and wool knits

Tea-stained pages of love letters and poetry scattered on the nightstand

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An imposing stone fireplace with Latin phrases carved into the mantel

Worn leather armchairs circled around a low table set with tarnished silver

The air thick with pipe smoke and burning incense

Shelves lined with ancient masks, ceremonial daggers, and dusty alchemical tomes

Shadows dancing on the tapestry-covered walls in the candlelight

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The Shifter

Part 2 of filo!shifter!reader x cod various!

You've awoken from your sleep, you scrambling off your bed only to fall and hit the hard floor of your bedroom. Groaning as you untangled yourself from the sheet of blanket, you sat there for a minute the grogginess disappearing. Lips pulled into a thin line before it slowly turned into a disturbing crazed grin, in the current reality, they can't do anything without consequences but now, they can do whatever they want, all the fantasized murder and tortured they always dreamed of doing to someone will come true. Can you blame the dark corrupted side, its slumber has come to an end. Its fighting to take control, they want, no they need bloodshed. " Freckled Jesus, I think I need to stop reading dark novels and humor'' you said as you stood up and went on with your daily routine, you can't wait to sleep.

''This is all of the recruits?" Price asked Laswell as he went through each file and stops at a particular file. ''What's up with this one? Its just a picture, and a name. What about the other info?" Price asked again, he was puzzled. The picture showed of a person with (h/c) hair that stopped just below the shoulder, (e/c) eyes, skin tone is near a tan and caramel color, and a child-like face. Y/N alias Trese/Roja/Pamero. ''About that, we can't find anything about this Y/N person'' Laswell said as she leaned back to her chair, arms crossed as she stared at the Brits. ''No record, no birth certificate nor documentations about them its like they don't exist'' Laswell said, even she was puzzled when she got the file. It showed nothing, even one of her best men cannot find a single thing about them. ''So your saying, we have a phantom, a ghost'' Price asked as he stared at those (e/c) orbs. ''What do you want me to do then'' the man asked the blonde as he tucked the folder away. ''Keep an eye on that recruit, I want some informations about them. Any type of information, submit it to me'' Laswell said as her gaze turned serious. ''I'm counting on you 141 to unravel the mistery of Y/N'' Price closed his eyes and nodded, ''I'll tell the boys'', he exited the shop leaving Laswell to drink her coffee. ''Y/N .......who are you''

''What's this'' Soap asked Price who handed them a particular file, he opened it making sure Ghost can see it to while Gaz reads it from behind the two as Price drives. ''Y/N? Who's she? Why aren't there more information about them?" Soap asked as he handed the file to Ghost, who's gaze narrowed at the (e/c) orbs of the girl. ''Those eyes looked familiar....." Ghost said as he caught there attention. ''What do you mean? They look familiar?" Gaz asked. ''This eyes are what I saw yesterday when we finish the mission'' Price looked at Ghost from the mirror and put his eyes on the road. ''Laswell said to gather information about her, she has no background, not even a single info. Just her name and picture, she's like a ghost who doesn't exist as Laswell put it'' Price said as he took a turn and kept driving ''So were going to find out, she was watching us from yesterday if what Ghost said is true'' Gaz said.

''Then she must be the one who Ghost sensed at the forest'' Soap said, ''she was quiet, she followed Soap without him knowing it'' Price said, ''however we aren't sure if its really her who you saw Ghost. It could be anyone else who also had (e/c) eyes'' The said male grunted as he handed the file back to Soap who' lips are in a thin line. ''We'll see who she is, we might meet her in person''

You looked at the duffle bag? Honestly, it has everything you need, ''the fuck is this an inventory, Oh! Arnis sticks! Yahoo! Fear me you peasants'' you jumped like a child with the sticks in your hands like an idiot. Stopping and clearing your throat, you exit the forest head to where there are others getting in the bus that will escort them to the base. You hold the bag close to your body before straightening your clothes, a black shirt and catgo pants and boots. 'Man, I look good in this' although it was big considering your stature is, 4'9 well, smol, tiny smol looking like a child. The outfit was baggy hiding your figure but not entirely just the ass and curves but not the chest. ''The heck a kid'' the driver said as he scanned the the girl in front of him. ''Rude, much'' you said as you went inside, you gained some looks. ''Wow, your short. Are you lost kid?" '¹Anak ng tipaklong' this is gonna be quite a ride.

''Wait so your telling me, this your natural height. How old are you?" Morgana, a red head with striking blue eyes that you befriended asked. ''That's a secret, were here? The bus stopped'' you said. ''Hey! What do you mean a secret!" Jane Cristine or as you call her by a nickname you gave since its too long, Jc whined. She was a brunette with beautiful green eyes, she looked like a care-free Eren Jaeger without the problems. ''Oh yeah, your right. Let's go'' Morgana said as she took her bag and exited the bus, you and Jc followed.

''Woah, this place is huge, is that where we sleep?" Jc pointed at the two story high building, ''maybe'' you answered. Your gut churned, making you pull your lips in a thin line, a burning gaze drilling holes at the back of your head. ''²Anak ng timpaklong, Ano naman ang problema ngayon'' you said in tagalog turning your head, your eyes meeting Ghost's gaze. 'Shit does he know' you hold eye contact, gaze unwavering at each other ''Y/N!" Morgana called to you earning a hum, gaze not leaving the British male. ''Let's go we have to leave our bags in the barracks! Come on now''

''Yeah, coming'' you said and broke the eye contact with Ghost going after your new friends. ''So that's her, eh?" Soap asked as he watched the (h/c)-nette leave. ''She's shorter than I imagined, thought the lass was tall though'' he said as he and Ghost went to Price

¹Child of a grasshopper

²What's the problem now