#//I need to go to bed lmao

[scareqrowbranwen]

//it's almost 1am and I'm emotional about Ruby choosing herself again 😭

[cable-salamdr]

They proceeded to recreate all of motm. Geo got to dress up as the munce queen and felt very smug about it.

(We are pretending it is still Halloween for me and not past midnight since an hour. Thank you.)

[gen-toon]

[livmoorez]

I texted Mabel the minute we figured it out, but she hasn't responded.

[wheneverfeasible]

When Steve’s parents announced their divorce, Steve told Eddie he loved him. They weren’t dating at the time, though Steve thought that the feeling was mutual to at least some extent since Eddie always flirted back with him, but he hadn’t been certain.

He had known his parents stopped loving each other years ago. Hell, he didn’t know if they had ever truly loved each other, but in any case, Steve knew.

His parents decided to sell the house, to move away from Hawkins with its cursed misfortune and small town gossip, and there was no talk of either of them taking Steve with them. Which, sure, he was grown, he hadn’t been part of the conversation at all.

Steve was left at a crossroads on what to do. So, distraught at his change in circumstances, he’d gone straight to Eddie’s and confessed his feelings because he had to know if it was at all possible for anyone to want him the way he wanted them.

Luckily enough for Steve, Eddie did!

The Munsons still had a decent amount left over from the government hush money after everything, so Eddie took his share (Wayne tried to get him to take more since all Wayne had lost was physical possessions and the trailer while Eddie almost lost his life, but Eddie would only agree to a 50/50 split) and together he and Steve threw caution to the wind and found a small place to rent together in one of the new complexes being built as part of the town’s rejuvenation project.

Things were going great. They still visited Wayne, who could now stop working such long hours at the plant and who had moved to a small fixer upper on the outskirts of town. He even moved up the ladder at the plant after some of the higher ups were lost in the “earthquakes” (R.I.P.), which offered better pay and benefits.

Wayne even started dating again, which Eddie informed Steve of in such a scandalized tone, but Steve could tell that Eddie was happy for his uncle, ribbing the older man when they had stopped by one morning and the man hadn’t even been home, stumbling back an hour later with lipstick stains on his shirt’s collar.

(Wayne had told him that he was going to call the cops on them for breaking and entering while he was gone, but there was no heat in it as they set chocolate chip pancakes, eggs, and a steaming cup of coffee before him, having made use of the kitchen while he was out.)

Wayne never introduced any of the women he dated to Eddie and Steve, saying that it wasn’t proper to introduce anyone to the kids yet until he was certain that things were serious, never mind that the “kids” were well into their 20s now.

(Steve also felt a warmth at being included as a “kid” of Wayne’s, however, filling a hole in his heart that his parents had left behind, though his mother had recently reached out to him to rekindle their relationship. His father remained radio silent.)

Eventually, however, there was someone Wayne kept seeing repeatedly, someone he’d met while outside of town when he was at some convention for work and her car had broken down outside of his motel room. She hadn’t left the motel room until the next morning, and Wayne was certain it was just a single night of passion, but…

They had really hit it off, it seemed, and though Wayne hadn’t thought such an amazing and sensual—(“Uncle Wayne! For the love of everything holy, unholy, and whatever’s in-between, please don’t say sensual!)—woman would be interested in him, they exchanged numbers. And then, the day after he’d told her he should be home again from the trip, she called him.

Things only progressed from there, and soon enough there were talks of something committed, of something truly serious, and after a while, Wayne broke the news.

“Boys, my partner is going to be moving back to Hawkins and, while we know it’s a giant leap, we decided to move in together.”

As it turns out, apparently the woman is actually from Hawkins too but had left after the earthquakes tore the town apart, so she is someone that they actually knew. Wayne still won’t tell them who it is, however. He seems a little embarrassed by that, actually, but he also tells them that he is the happiest he’s ever been and he was willing to fight to be with her, so what else can they do but accept that?

They are thus excited for him, excited to finally meet her (again?), and the plan is set that they would have a family dinner together once she was in town. Steve and Eddie are, of course, moderately worried given the whole being queer thing, but Wayne assures them that they will be safe. That Wayne had made damned certain that both his boys would be safe.

(Steve again feels that warmth of belonging to someone, of being loved and cared for and supported in a way he’d never known before.)

And then the day arrives. Steve and Eddie show up early, looking pretty damn spiffy they believe, and help Wayne get the dinner ready, though it’s more like a late lunch really. Eventually, they hear the sounds of tires outside of Wayne’s house.

Wayne, smiling and looking absolutely besotted, moves toward the front door to let his girlfriend in without missing a second. Steve and Eddie hear the door open and close from the kitchen, hear quietly murmured words and what disgustingly sounds like kissing, and then there’s footsteps and—

Steve turns around to greet this mysterious woman, a smile on his face, before dropping the bowl of salad in his hands as shock and something very much like horror make itself known to him.

“MOM???!”

~

Hostage Hotties: @derythcorvinus @katyawriteswhump @honeii-puff

[usertoxicyaoi]

"We were apart for just a short time. People can be so greedy."

TAKARA NO VIDRO (2024). SPINOFF EPISODE.

[donutfloats]

One night, Lamb and Narinder are sat outside gazing at the stars, it’s before they’re in a romantic relationship (perhaps pining at this stage) so they’re just friends at this moment.

Lamb asks the question “If you had a normal life, what would you have wanted to do?”

Narinder is confused by this, “what brought this on?” He’d ask, turning to look at them.

Lamb shrugged, still gazing up at the starlit sky. “Just somethin’ I remembered thinking about a lot before.. well, you know.” They gestured down the hill, where the temple of their cult stood along with the many follower huts and other stations. “The whole cult thing.”

Narinder hummed as he turned back to gazing at the stars, “… I do not know. It was never a thought that crossed my mind as I couldn’t imagine my self as anything else other than a God.”

There was a long pause after this, the silence was then broken by Narinder.

“I assume you had something in mind for your self?”

“I wanted a family.” Lamb replied.

Narinder was taken slightly aback by this, brows furrowed into a look of confusion. “A family? That’s it?”

Lamb nodded, pushing their arms out that were propping their self up to fully lay back on the grass, their gaze still transfixed upon the night sky. “Yep, I wanted to get married and have kids. Settle down, have a house, grow our own food. Live a small, simple life.”

“How… mundane.” Narinder replied as he slumped back into the grass. “… Why?”

Now it was the Lamb’s turn to be confused as they turned to face Narinder. “Really? Thought it was obvious.”

“Enlighten me.”

Lamb rolled their eyes and sighed at this. “I spent my entire life on the move because of the hunts. I never got to call anywhere ‘home’.”

“Why a family though?”

“Well-“ Lamb turned onto their side so they were facing Narinder fully, which he recuperated by doing the same, the two now being face to face as the Lamb continued. “- I never thought I’d be able to have kids, let alone a partner. The herds were dwindling, so it was obvious that I was part of the last generation of sheep.” The Lamb’s gaze drifted, not focusing on anything particular. “It would have also been cruel to bring a child into the world that only wanted them dead.”

“So I used to just daydream about a life I wanted.”

It was quiet for a moment between the two, but the Lamb felt a sense of awkwardness rush over them as they quickly tried to fill the silence. “But uh, yeah. It’s a silly mundane thing to want I guess, especially now.”

Narinder’s expression hadn’t changed, but after a moment he closed his eyes as he in a softer tone than the lamb expected.

“I suppose the mundane wouldn’t be so bad.”

The Lamb’s ears perked up at this, surprised by Narinder’s response. “Is… that something you would have done?”

“Perhaps.” He replied

Silence fell once again between the two, but it was comfortable. The stars had been forgotten as the Lamb gazed at Narinder’s face at rest. It would be a couple hours until the sun would start to peak over the horizon, so the Lamb indulged in the serene moment by closing their eyes, drifting away to one of the most comfortable sleeps they’ve had in a long time.

[theloveinc]

katsuki is such a deep sleeper but once you move to leave the bed suddenly he’s up

asking slurred questions: “w’s wrong? cant sleep?” while trying to grab you and get you back into bed

you just answer “‘m gettin water katsuki lemme go” all groany trying to get out of his hold

he doesn’t let go easy but once he does he follows you through the house into the kitchen. you get yourself a nice cold water bottle with condensation around it(AGGHHH) and drink. like the creep he is he stares at you but you can’t notice bc he’s wrapped himself around your back. you offer his some water and he downs the rest(greedy loser). then you both go back to bed, which katsuki decides to pull you in close and never let go(even if you die of thirst)

anyway love you caitie❤️❤️

All that intense hero training and a whole. entire. war. just for him to be able to go from dead-to-the-world and Snoring to ... ready to run a mile after you around the house..........

Even if all you gotta do is pee, too... you're coming back to bed all groggy eyed to find his wide open, like he was just sitting there, making sure you were going to the bathroom and Nothing Else. Cuz you're right, if it's water, then he's right there beside you the whole time and drinking the whole thing on the way back upstairs (that is, after you manage to get him to let go of your wrist and stop all the get back in bed-ing...for someone who complains about your whining, he's surprisingly? Unsurprisingly? no better).

Please, please, please, for his sake, just keep a full water cup by the side of your bed and make sure to use the bathroom right before laying down, too (even if he's whining about how long you take then also) just so you can stayed wrapped up with him for the max amount of time possible🥺🥺🥺 Doesn't that seem like the best solution?

(^^ don't tell him I snitched, but bakugo told me to write that last bit, btw)

Love u more, anon!!🩷🩷🩷

[seldompathic]

No mandate in the universe is gonna stop me

[bluechocowitz]

@hheisa's echo flower sans is v..! v short cool!!

[b4kuch1n]

siren

[zaahvi]

a compilation of everything evanuris related from the new IGN video!

and bonus commentary from the video/article:

"Another clear reaction to criticisms of Inquisition are our villains in The Veilguard, Elgar'nan and Ghilan'nain. The two elven gods feel much more present throughout the events of the early game than Corypheus, the frankly lackluster baddie of Inquisition. ... ... [Solas'] history, along with the history of the Evanuris, are baked into The Lighthouse, and you learn more and more about the threat you face as you unlock Solas’ murals with various wolf statues. You even get to see some of his memories firsthand."

[kiwisandpearls]

your f/o comforting you when your feeling severely anxious (for any type of f/o)

your f/o hears the sound of the door to your bedroom opening and turns around to see you standing in front of your door with a tired, anxious look on your face.

“hey, honey,” your f/o slightly shifts their body on the couch to get a better look at you, a concerned look plastered on their face, “what’s wrong? Did you have a bad dream?”

you simply shake your head and walk over to the couch, plopping down right next to your f/o and leaning your head on their shoulder. Your f/o let out a soft coo before wrapping an arm around your body and pulling you closer to them, “you’re feeling anxious and it’s keeping you from falling asleep, huh?”

you nod your head and let out a soft “mhm”. Your f/o sighs and rubs their hand along your side as a way to comfort you.

“yeah. I know honey, you’ve been feeling more and more anxious haven’t you? Poor thing,” Your f/o places another kiss onto your head.

you let out a tired hum and lean into your f/o’s touch. Neither you nor your f/o say anything, you just sit with each other on the couch mindlessly watching TV as your f/o occasionally kisses you on the head and rubs your side.

after a few minutes, you finally manage to fall asleep. Your f/o looks at you with pure love and adoration, before carefully placing you on their lap and wrapping a blanket around them and you. They then slowly rub their hand up and down your back as they slow slowly fall asleep too, with you safely in their arms as the TV drones away in the background.

you're still anxious, you’re still worried about the future, but your f/o’s going to make damn sure that they’re at least always there for you.

[blu-ish]

Expect a lot of Sonadow Prime related content these next few days because there is no way I'm starting my second semester of college without drawing these two gay ass hedgehogs in situations.

[superfallingstars]

Don’t be shy, drop the hp web weaves…

trust me when i say it's not shyness that's holding me back, i'm just busy. anyway here is my snape (snily? snape's guilt complex?) web weave. i put a lot of thought into the order of these images, i hope it comes through lol

hermann warm, concept drawing for the cabinet of dr. caligari / andrew wyeth, the attic / andrew wyeth, her room / louise glück, "october" / klara kristalova, the catastrophe / jenny holzer, the living series / orchestral manoeuvers in the dark, "the new stone age" / leon spilliaert, alone / fritz eichenberg, illustration from wuthering heights / leonard cohen, "dress rehearsal rag" / tumblr user @/filmnoirsbian / ellen thesleff, the echo / louise glück, "matins" / simon and garfunkel, "kathy's song" / hsieh tong-liang, cannot let go / bob dylan, "simple twist of fate" / andrew wyeth, wind from the sea / andrew wyeth, the witching hour / pj harvey, "silence" / remedios varo, insomnio i / daniel rossen, "the last one" / gwen raverat, the princess in the churchyard / diane di prima, revolutionary letters / sad lovers and giants, "a map of my world" / marina abramovic, ladder / kim daehyun, i want and i don't want / daniel rossen, "the last one" (again) / ghost quartet, "usher pt. 3" / emily lacour, as high as the sky / anne sexton, a self-portrait in letters

[definitely-jax]