My Existence Is Basically Based On My Being A Cookie-monster Playing With Depression And Random Outburst

My existence is basically based on my being a cookie-monster playing with depression and random outburst of energy until my mum give me enough hot chocolate to knock me out of the game

You know that the traumas conversations between these two at 3AM are going to be hilarious, and Willow and Amity are just going to be there next to them thinking: 'We got ourselves into this, so no complaining.'

I continue to be...speechless. I'm just so in awe of this show. These siblings will have a lot to talk about

... I like hurting myself tho.

Context: The Resistance explained what Christmas is and who Santa is, even how he works, but slightly changed because they can't actually give gifts. Casey Jr. is 12 years old, Donnie just left for a mission he won't come back from, and Leo and Mikey are getting the lair decorated while the children write their letters to Santa.

"Dear Santha - Santa, Robbie is helping me write this. He writes pretty well, so Chelsey and I asked for his help. I wanted Mom or Master Leonardo to help, but they said they're busy keeping the bad monsters away. 

Chelsey said she wanted to ask for a book about horses. She told me that they were huge animals before the war, huge and beautiful that could run faster than Kraangs. She said she wanted one, but Robbie told us that they were on a trip far away from us, so instead she asked for a book. 

I don't really know what to ask for. There's so much stuff I want to see, but Uncle Tello told me that gifts were something important and I had to be wizhe - wise about choosing one. So I want Master Raphael back. Uncle Mikey told us that he was the strongest, that he was bigger than Master Leonardo and he always knew what to do. He protected everyone and everything was easier when he was around. I don't really remember him, but it would make my family happy. So please bring Master Raphael back, Santa.

 With love, Casey Jones."

Robbie finished reading the letters and smiled at the little ones around him, dismissing them to their dorms or to play in another room. He couldn't give that letter to either Leonardo or Mikey, let alone Donnie. They could get affected by it, and everyone around needed them too much. Robbie was only 16, but he knew for sure he wouldn't give Casey's letter to them. So instead, he did what seemed logical and ran to Commander O'Neil.

April felt shocked and out of place. She felt like she was 28 again and Leo was screaming for help through the radio, "Raph is hurt, please hurry! Someone! We need help!" The building had collapsed while they were fighting some infected people. Leo didn't notice, and Raph protected him with his body. They could never get his body out of the debris, and they had to leave him alone in Kraang territory. Donnie dragged a very injured Leo out of the place and back to their base. She still hadn't been able to tell Commander O'Neil. Leo was only 26, and they had just found Casey in a trash can two years ago. Mikey... Oh, God. Mikey was crying so bad he couldn't speak for two months afterward, blaming himself for not being able to move the debris with his ninpo. Donnie trapped himself in his lab and ignored everyone for weeks before Todd and Draxum managed to take him out. They almost lost Leo too. It wasn't just the blood loss; the lack of his arm made Leo give up. He didn't move, he didn't eat, and he didn't even try to sleep. He was just there, lying on the bed waiting for his death.

It took a Kraang attack against the children's dorms for him to move again. Casey was the one who saved him. The little kid didn't separate from Leo from that day, calling him dad and sharing meals. Then Leo recovered just enough to take the leader role and keep his brothers up, and the rest of the resistance.

April felt her cheeks being wet and simply put the letter in her pocket. She would give Casey one of Raph's old plushies and explain that he wouldn't come back with some cute history. It was the best she could do.

It's me, sorry, didn't mean to, my cucumber run away and I'm worried about 'hem

Who the hell is screaming outside

Wrong, it helps me pin-point the monster and shoot him with my AK-47 for disturbing my sleep <3

listen, son. your dumb night light just makes it easier for the monsters to find you

*Looking up of their phone, thinking "meh" and looking back at whatever bad joke is happening in the media* Stunning.

*visibly shaking* has anybody else noticed how beautiful everything is?