How does the queue function work? What is it for? I’ve been on tumblr for a bit but I still have no idea what I’m supposed to do with it
Say hi to Future Leo from "The Time Traveled".
Love me a gruff, tragic, war-torn old man. He is heavily inspired by concept art for the Rise movie!
the ice cream scene absolutely should have been in the final game, but speedrunners could skip it. if you skip it though, sans is disappointed in you.
games done quick events would vote on whether to skip it or let the whole thing play out.
If you want to write a dumb little story with a dumb little plot and ridiculously silly characters. No one's stopping you. Genuinely, no one should be allowed to stop you. Write that dumb story with your whole heart and don't hold back.
ok the dumb little story turned into a lot of work why does this always happen
the point of my masculinity and male positivity posts are to underline that masculinity and manhood are seen as a threat or in direct opposition to queerness, and that often times in order to be seen as queer you have to be partially or wholly feminine or gender neutral, or express your manhood in a feminine or gender neutral way in order to no longer be threatening, invasive, or a problem.
it is very difficult to exist in queer spaces as a hyper masculine person & a man. you're made to feel like you need to walk a tight rope feeling like you're inherently out of place, as if you existing and being masculine or a man in queer spaces makes others uncomfortable inherently.. just know that when i make positivity posts it is to remind us all that masculinity/manhood and queerness are not opposites and that you do not have to be a feminine man or masc person to be viewed/seen/heard as queer.
chasing men, masculine people, and masculinity out of queer spaces isn't helping anyone currently and won't help anyone down the line. please accept masc enbies, butches, bears, and masculine trans men with the same kindness, love, and passion that you do neutral and feminine people. that's the point when i make these kinds of posts. thank u
This is 100% thanks to the “No kink at Pride” people. Because?
They didn’t want these men at Pride. This is a leather daddy. (A rather covered-up leather daddy, because this addition doesn’t do anyone any good if it’s flagged into invisibility, but best believe that dude has hella abs under there, and a 50/50 chance of heavy tattooing.)
Here’s another. Again on the modest side for the sake of not triggering the automod thing, but you can see the interplay of queerness and masculinity—particularly a kind of forward, unashamed sexual explicitness, if you take a look at their crotches. That’s a kind of…for lack of a better term, mating display. “I have this and want to use it, or at least know there are men here fantasizing about me using it.” It’s akin to a woman wearing a plunge neck. You’re supposed to look, and if you’re a dude, he’d like you to like it.
These dudes (well, most of these dudes)? They’re bears. (I said “most” because the guy in the sunhat is technically a cub. He’s too young to be a bear.) The furriness and the beards and the age and the bellies ARE THE POINT. The name “bear” is an affectionate one. Literally “I’m big and hairy!” In the 00s there was a stereotype(?) that bears were also super-cuddly. I don’t know how true it is, but I can confirm every bear I’ve ever met gives amazing hugs. They will readjust your spine, your touch starvation, and your entire outlook on life.
None of this touches on the rather large queer kink communities around “men in uniform.” Military, police, construction, I can’t tell you how many strip nights I’ve been to at a local gay bar with a guy dressed as a sexy firefighter getting absolutely swamped with dollar bills and lap dance requests.
You aren’t seeing these men because they’ve been forced out of spaces THEY CREATED. One of the best things you can do is to help bring them back.
They’re not threatening, they’re not disgusting, they’re not somehow dangerous just by virtue of being open about their sexuality and sexual desire. They’re just human beings who human slightly differently than you.
But more importantly?
They’re family. And don’t you forget it.
The marginalization of masculinity within the queer community also makes the entire community actively less safe. Masc folks are denied community and support, androgynous or feminine people who do not or cannot meet arbitrary standards of presentation and are read as "too masculine" are vulnerable to harassment from within their own community. And the entire community loses a lot of the people who historically have been most inclined and best suited to defending other queers from outside threats.
Tails likes pill bugs because they can roll themselves into a ball, “like Sonic.”
In the episode the clothes don’t make the The Clothes Don’t Make The Turtle there’s a moment where the turtles chase Hypno into a mirror maze. The mirrors show projections of them in weird and smushed proportions. In the images below you can see there are a few versions of them including Mirage studio (the original media.)
Yes, I know I don’t post this stuff normally but SOMEONE has to say it and I just need other people to see!
Missed details!
More of Earth- D15C0 !
Both Discos and Professor Leech’s ref sheets and some silly other drawings
this is what they dont want you to know about game development
Im cryringng
Aaaaaaaaa
AAA I love these so much oahah the dedicticon for each turtle... ;____;
ALSO WHO
WHO IS... CASS...??
I got caught haha
I also have a colored version now :>
Okay, everyone says two Donnies in the finale is funny, but I think it's also pretty symbolic.
And I wanted to do something sweet about Ghost, because I have a deep respect in my soul for him and his story😌
On a separate note, the shadow ban is gone!
Who predicted that I needed to make it to the finals to break the curse? You were right ahaha
The new Donnie looked perplexed. Ghost couldn't blame him, he'd been perplexed about this whole thing. He was older, just like all his other competitors, but they had all been Leo. This was Donatello. His Donatello. His kid, grown up, older. So much older.
Still, he had Donnie's smirk, intelligent eyes, that spark of curiosity that seemed to take over his entire body language as he stared at Ghost. Ghost could only stare at him, chest tight, waiting for him to speak first. He never knew how to say hello first.
"You," Donnie says instead. "You are me! Donatello."
The name hurts. It hurts like it's always hurt when Splinter says it, but it hurts even more coming from Donatello. It hurts that this one recognized him immediately when no one else knew who he was. Of course Donnie would figure it out. Of course Donnie would know immediately.
Why did he have to know? It was obvious Ghost from somewhere else, some other reality, and his brothers were not here. There were no others that looked like him, as much as he'd looked for them. There was someone else not from this reality, but he wasn't Ghost's brother. Another Leonardo, another version of Ghost that had failed to keep his family together.
"So! You managed to get all the way through the other half of the tournament!" Donnie continued when Ghost didn't speak, grinning. "Impressive. You really are Donatello."
Not anymore, he wanted to say. I can't be. I failed them. I left them. I abandoned them. I'm gone and I cannot ever go back to them and they will never know. I can't be Donatello. I'm only a shell of my old self.
Instead he felt his eyes tear up. His chest bloomed with warmth. He'd met so many versions of his kids during this entire thing. He'd seen some more scarred and lost than others, some more confident. They had all grown up so much. So, so much, with so much loss and everything that he had never wanted any of them to go through.
He was terrified his presence would make no difference. Maybe his absence would have been better. Maybe he should have stayed in that little corner of the sewers, tucked away and alone.
This Donnie looked impressed with him, though. Proud, even, that he was Donatello. Fundamentally he was still Donatello, even if it was only the shell of him, even if the name was no longer his, he'd been born Donatello and he would always be Donatello, no matter what other name he took.
His eyes slid past Donnie, focusing on his family cheering behind him. Donnie's brothers and a small human child he didn't recognize that he was sure he would eventually. Raph was a robot, Leo was missing an arm, but they were all alive and thriving, cheering on their Donatello with their whole hearts.
Ghost somehow managed to swallow everything and murmured, "Is that your family over there?"
Donnie's expression sobered, and he glanced away. "Yeah," He said, mouth turning into a faint smile.
"You have grown so much," Ghost whispered, taking a breath. "Promise me you won't let anything happen to them."
Ghost needed Donnie to know. He needed him to know. He hoped he could hear the plea in his tone, the desperation he had. Please, let him make the difference that I couldn't. Please keep them safe. Let him keep them safe. Let him never feel what I do.
"Heh." Donnie smirked and held out his hand. "I guess that's just what we do."
The "we" hurt, but it brought that warmth he was starting to get used to. He took Donnie's hand and it hurt. Everything about this hurt, but he wasn't going to run from this. Not this time.
"Maybe that's why we're here." He ducked his head to try and hide the smile of pride at how confident this Donnie was, how strong and open and sure he seemed.
They shook hands, and Donnie spun them, lifting their fists up above their heads, practically pulling Ghost along. When did Donnie get so tall?
The crowd was roaring, and Ghost hated all the eyes on him, but Donnie was so eagerly drinking it up, and Ghost was so proud of him.
He loved all of them so much. Every single one that he'd seen, the ones he hadn't seen. He loved them all and he hoped they all had people who loved them just as much in his place.
He smiled at the crowd, glad his mask could soak up the wetness from his eyes.
Off to the side, he could hear his little Leo scream, "HE HAS DIMPLES?!"
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I'M SOBBING THIS IS ALMOST EXACTLY THE SAME THING I WAS THINKING ABOUT THEM MEETING AND GHKFHGHGFH
I JUST MADE IT A LOT SADDER IN GHOST'S HEAD BUT GOD
This has been so much fun and I just couldn't pass up writing a little short thing for them because I just nfgljdhlfg I loved this too much I'm so sorry
I'm glad this ended the way it did, even though it's wild to me that Ghost made it so far as to face up against Cass' Apocalypse of all things like JEEZE I didn't know this many people liked Ghost so much?
Anyway, yeah. I love all the people I met through this. Sorry I've been rambling. I haven't been able to process this whole thing very well lmao
will you just let me be silly for a sec. there's this dread so ancient in me
