#*flips into bed*

[violent138]

Bruce has a habit of randomly worrying about his kids and silently lurking in their room until he's done being insane. This usually happens mid prolonged argument or after an incident on patrol that he thinks could've gone much worse.

It would be sweet, if he hadn't raised his kids to be just as paranoid as he is, making them shoot awake every time to see to their Batdad sleep paralysis demon.

[artiststarme]

Steve couldn’t remember the last time he’d gotten a proper night’s rest. It had to have been before Vecna started haunting people’s dreams that made the entire Party afraid to close their eyes. Before Max fell into a painful coma and Eddie succumbed to bat bites in the Upside Down. Maybe prior to Spring Break completely, before the Russians under Starcourt and the demodogs and demogorgons. Maybe before his parents became too disappointed in him, before they started punctuating their disgust in him with well-aimed fists. Perhaps he’d never had a restful sleep at all, he couldn’t remember anymore.

But ever since his eyes had landed on the bloody form of his new friend surrounded by carcasses in the desolate trailer park, he couldn’t sleep a wink. Whenever he tried to rest, he imagined the pain Eddie must have gone through (he knew how those teeth felt as they gnawed through thick layers of flesh). He thought of how they had been forced to leave his body down there to rot, how alone Eddie must have been in his final moments. He could vividly picture Eddie’s last breath and gurgling pain every night in his nightmares. Steve would snap awake every night, gasping for air and jumping at shadows.

For weeks, he isolated himself. He only went to work and back and even that was taken away from him once he dozed off at the counter on one of his shifts with Keith. Without Robin there to gently wake him up and cover for him, he lost his job then and there. Without anything to drag him out of the house, he began spending every minute cowering from his own thoughts. He couldn’t sleep at night and he would hallucinate during the day. He’d see shadow figures in the corner of his eye, hear distorted screeches and screams of pain. On the bad days, he’d even hear Eddie’s voice amidst the chaos.

Steve thought he’d lost his mind.

After so many years of dealing with the impossible, the craziness had caught up with him and poisoned his mind. Or maybe Vecna had finally caught by up to him. Had he finally decided to stop targeting teens in high school to move onto more traumatized targets (i.e., Steve)? Unfortunately, he couldn’t find it in himself to care either way.

He never expected his new turned dead friend to shake his shoulder gently to wake him up from a nightmare. Steve jerked awake to find soft brown eyes staring at him in concern.

His reaction was completely valid. He screamed his head off.

Steve screamed and cried as the Hallucination Eddie’s eyes widened in fear before frantic shushing and spastic hand waving began.

“Shh! Harrington, Jesus H. Christ, calm down. Holy shit, I thought you’d be the calm one. Calm down, please god.”

When his throat finally lost its ability to scream, he took a good look at Eddie. His eyes were dull, shadows bruised his face, and his skin was far paler than Steve had ever seen. New scars marred his cheek and lower jaw right where the bats had gnawed.

Was… was he really here?

“Eddie?”

The man in question beamed in response, “I see we’re on a first name basis now, Stevie. If I knew this was all I had to do, I would’ve almost died a long time ago!”

Steve threw himself forward into Eddie’s arms and ignored both his own aches and pains and Eddie’s oomph of surprise.

“You’re not going to be here in the morning, are you?” Steve whispered into the crook of his neck.

Eddie’s shaky hand latched onto Steve’s shoulder to deepen the hug. “Hell Steve, I’ll never leave you again if you’ll have me.”

Steve fell asleep in Eddie’s arms and when he woke up, he was curled against the warmth of his chest with a cold towel on his forehead. It hadn’t been a dream after all. Eddie had saved himself and had come to Steve’s. From that day forward, Steve had Eddie. He made the days meaningful and the nights restful, just as they always should have been.

[st-pop]

I can’t believe i almost forgot about this flashy mf’s birthday, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUGGY!!! Hope this is flashy enough XD

[inamagicalhallucination]

pm game night where aku gets dared to facetime someone who he knows will pick up and abruptly realizes that the only person who's contact he has who isnt pm and there, is atsushi and he knows atsushi won't pick up at midnight but he might as well try and maybe atsushi will think someone else is facetiming him and pick up so he wings it

and atsushi answers, shirtless, in bed, messy hair, blinking blearily at the screen like "wut's wrong aku'gawa"

anyway pm game night where they rush aku to the hospital becuz he passed out

[larrylimericks]

15Jun24

Some your-names said Louis’s a slag; In Mexico, gave him a shag. Ten or more touched the sky! He sparked up to reply: Fuck your rumors and also jet lag.

[tangledinink]

day four of cringetober is angel + demon

[zarla-s]

I saw this meme format in someone’s Heavy shrine and it called to me, haha. Gaster, you’re the last person who should be doing your work considering what it is!

[patreon]

[energon-depo]

headcanon! cybertronans sleep/power down in their vehicle modes sometimes! it's like a different sleeping position to them! see here starscream in his jet form and bumblebee in his car form!

[puppyeared]

is this your card? ♦️♣️♥️♠️ it isnt but you dont wanna hurt his feelings

[itsdefinitely]

I give ur wiggly… a little kiss.. a little small little kiss…

are you proud of yourself

[panharmonium]

Mama, please, the phone.

[dnbrainrot]

I FUCKING FORGOT TO POST ABOUT THIS YESTERDAY BUT I HAVE BEEN BLESSED BY @poofmalyakaet MY LAWLIGHT SOCKS SHOWED UP

IM INSANE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

They also came with a few little prints WHICH I ALSO LOVE AND HAVE IMMEDIATELY PUT ON MY WALL

Thank you poof for bringing these into existence I will cherish them until the day I die <3

[herbgerblin]

if youre still doing the lovecore outfits- could we get magnus throwing wooden ducks at folks Cupid-style?

those asks were actually from last year (in my defense, adhd brain), but yeah I can squeeze in one more! my hand is getting tired tho, so this is last one :0

First image is a drawing of Magnus Burnsides, a human man with a strong, burly build. He is wearing a pink t-shit, trousers, and white cupid wings with a pink halo headband. He holds an assortment of pink wooden ducks in one arm, while actively throwing one in the other while yelling, "Love ducks!" Second image is a two-part comic of Killian and Carey, an orcish woman and female dragonborn respectively. In the top drawing, they both look in the direction that Magnus yelled and ask in unison, "Love whats?" In the bottom drawing, they then begin to scream and cover their heads as love ducks rain down on them from above. End Id.

[phantomrose96]

Does Patches know that she is beautiful. Do you tell her frequently. Very beautiful, very powerful.

I have been explaining to my cat she has pretty privilege because she jumped on me at 4 in the morning the other night and I wasn't even mad at her the next day because she was cute about it.

[wlw-cryptid]

do you guys think if i go to the rodeo ill be able to find a cowboy butch wholl let me suck on his fingers n call me a good girl

[mango-mya]

Idk man this popped into my head and I could NOT get it out until I drew it so!!! Here!