#( he's gonna deny it lmao )

[bacchuschucklefuck]

pygmalion and galatea for aroace people

you should tell your friends what I look like, riz gukgak.

[starry-bi-sky]

How i envisioned Danny's ghost form/Phantom in my Danyal Al Ghul au (images at bottom of post). His ghost form has some pr heavy influence from the League, because I thought it'd be neat + to kinda show how even after four years, the League still had some kind of impact on who is he as a person. Plus some milder Robin influence in his boots and the cape (which i meant to be split down the middle to have some kind of 'bird wing' silhouette) as a way to indicate his lingering desire to meet his dad.

The pauldron lookin-thing on his upper chest is based off certain Danny Phantom designs I see that give him that white,,, marking,,, thing. I've been calling it the Jedi Chestplate because it reminds me of the clone wars Jedi armor. So like, slight homage to his hazmat suit.

(not pictured: his thermos and his sword)

behold! the judgmental lil shit (affectionate) himself

[stranger-theory]

"It's Been a Year, Mike"

Okay so like Joyce tells something along the lines of "I thought I lost you for eight months" to Hop when they talk again in s4, right? That's already enough proof that Byler are being dramatic when they say a year had gone by. HOWEVER☝️, after the day Hop "died", literally two months went by until the Byers actually left Hawkins. THATS SIX MONTHS. Mike and Will are so fucking dramatic and it shows. But I also wish to pose some meh theories off of this.

So the Duffers are obviously aware of their timeline, like no shit, but this does bring me back to all those theories about how time is weird or possibly being tampered with. I'm gonna throw some crazy accusations out there without much backing, but they're just possibilities, I'm aware they may very well not happen.

1. Vecna's messing with the time to make the "betrayal" feel worse. Maybe he got into their heads and made it genuinely feel like a year. He has a special connection with Will, and Mike was literally just in Hawkins, he could've.

2. They were actually referring to more than just the Byers move. Maybe by "year" they were talking about the general disconnect that'd been happening with them for a bit of time, starting before they even moved to california.

3. To show that it's not one sided. Will is being a dramatic gay about the whole thing because his feelings are hurt; usually when something hurts so much, you kinda throw out any actual reasoning or exaggerate events. We know Will is doing this because he's in love with Mike and has known him for literally ten years, I'd be upset if that guy ignored me, too. But Michael on the other hand..

[moonikabear]

me entering a new fandom after binging the series and instantly adoring the character(s)

[dogwittaablog]

The reel in question…

[harrowscore]

why are you, as an adult in 2024, still hung up on reylo. why are you still mocking the shippers. why do you believe yourself to be superior only because you dislike a stupid ship from a fucking space fairytale. girl (gnc) get a grip

[hsfavoriteworlds]

hmmmmmm

HMMMMMMMMMMMM

[dandybambiandy]

Listen.

Did you hear that? Dave Strider being a living disaster?

(Based on Unda's fic emc2, of course)

[msommers]

i'm taking the in-game dialogue and i'm toying with it. i'm mucking it all up. i'm moving the howe bringing up thomas and waving off the age difference conversation to a prior dinner so meredith can purposefully sour his meal (and entire evening, if she's lucky) by being a lil bitchy. he can bring in the "as you get older, those years make less difference." retort, then she can hit him with the "indeed? perhaps i should be asking after the prospects of your eldest, then." just to push his buttons because she's tired of his weaseling ass

[bacchuschucklefuck]

love thinking kipperlilly spends her afterlife looking for lucy in a familiar forest

[itlswhatltls]

I'm not even scared tbh, if anything this transfer can go very wrong in the long run lmao

[countlessrealities]

Send me ‡ for my character's reaction to yours climbing into bed with mine || Selectively Accepting !

@imprvdente sent: ‡ Fish @ Rick ✨

It isn't often that Rick makes it to his own bed. Even the few times when he has managed to drag his drunk ass back to his room, he usually ends up passing out on the floor. Not that it bothers him much. He's used to spending most of his nights in the garage anyway, whether on the ground or half sprawled over his workbench.

At least his bedroom has a carpet, which is an improvement compared to cold, hard concrete.

Under different circumstances, by that hour of the night, he would have been so out that he wouldn't have noticed someone kicking him in the face, but the mere fact that he has managed to walk to the other side of the house is hard evidence that he isn't too drunk. At least for his personal standards.

So, perhaps he doesn't hear the creaking of the springs of the old cot, nor he truly consciously acknowledges the mattress dipping, but he isn't deep enough into unconsciousness to ignore the warm weight that suddenly drapes itself over his back.

"W-What the fuck..." The scientist protests, his words almost completely muffled by the pillow his face is shoved into.

His mind takes a few seconds to figure out what's happening. Or rather who. The form lying half on top of him is obviously human, and he's pretty sure that it isn't Morty. They are too long and, especially, they have breasts.

Besides, it isn't like the little shit has the habit of sneaking into his room. Not without a good reason at least.

That last detail also rules out Jerry, thank fuck. He will not deal with another of the idiot's sleepwalking adventures. He has been very clear on that the last (and first) time it happened.

Rick debates for a little while whether moving to find out his unexpected bed mate's identity is worth the effort or not. Curiosity and annoyance wrestle with tiredness and laziness, and eventually he decides for a compromise.

With a grunt, he turns his head just enough to be able to catch a glance of the woman, the glow of the device he has left on his nightstand allowing him to spot an essential detail.

Blue hair. Fish.

"...A-Are you fuckin' shitting me," he huffs out, incredulous, but he is already shifting to give her a little more space on the narrow coat.

His arm wraps around her waist, pulling her as close as physically possible. She's warm, both soft and firm at the same time, and he hasn't bothered to grab a blanket before letting himself fall on the mattress.

He knows that she will never let him hear the end of this, but that's a problem for the morning. For now, all he cares about is reaching the oblivion he was seeking before the interruption. And if he gets to be cozier than he had initially been? That's one good damn added bonus.

[dorothygale]

not my psychiatrist lowkey ghosting me?

[echthr0s]

me considering watching Dune Part Two and realising I'd legitimately rather reread Dune

[hauntingblue]

ONIGASHIMA TIME!!!!

[spring-lxcked]

you know what i've never written but would love: ppl seeing through his act, recognizing his shitty treatment of michael, and calling him out on it