#80s intros

[reimidy]

the old rumiko rom-com style fits them i think

[angrycryptidd]

Since I got a bunch of followers I thought I'd introduce myself!

Hi, I'm MJ! I'm 30 (I made the art 2 months before my birthday lol) and I'm obsessed with anything 80s. I like Hair Metal, D&D and being creative.

I dress like a wannabe 80s rocker, play guitar and bass guitar and my favorite jacket is a leather jacket I painted to look like Dwayne's from the lost boys.

I don't own a CD player or TV, but a tape deck and a record player.

Let's be friends!

[blackangelism]

i’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks.

my instagram / ao3 / pinterest / spotify.

welcome to the bloody heaven of this hellsite.

angel dust / rabeya.

deranged teenage girl;

pseudo-poet, wanna-be writer.

free-use maternal figure.

professional dead slut.

no. 1 it girl ... guardian angel.

seven-headed eater: tumblrina;

natural born loser.

simply forever trying to not die:

blackangel; pagan.

pansexual; demigirl; afab.

taken by the prettiest boy to ever be - @xxinsanex-x.

indian.

4teen, in 350 days.

scorpio sol; aries luna; pisces ascendant.

literature, art, history, architecture, sculpture, cinema, anatomy, true crime, psychology, theology, angelology, mythology, music;

tumblr, hole, mayhem, lolita, ethel cain, nirvana, kiki rockwell, solya, elita, nicole dollanganger, the cure, the virgin suicides, lilya 4-ever, fyodor dostoyevsky, edwardia, type o negative, pearl, black swan.

notorious cutter; plagued by bpd, autism, adhd, chronic depression, gad, madd, insomnia.. all undiagnosed.

superiority-inferiority complex, occasional bouts of god complex.

askbox and dms are forever open for vents, rants, advice, comfort, images, opinions, literature, art: whatever.

fun fact: i'm ethel cain's #1 yt music listener.

@saintfrancis-ofassisi / @ultracunt444 / @kirkwahmmett / @th3-c0ld-n0v3mb3r-r4in / @multipleheartbreakhotels / @casiotone-nati0n - my angels.

capitalists, endo systems, bigots of any sort, terfs, mdni blogs, zionists, trumpies - d.n.i.

p.s. i let my followers call me mother as a coping mechanism because i have severe mommy issues and i most likely will not live so long that i have children. to those who already are my children, you loves are called daughters of dust.

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

ThunderCats (1985–89)

[bishiedoll]

vintage shoujo archivist ♡ about : ୨୧

pictures are usually not mine but i will occasionally post pictures of my own collection.

[sagereidxx]

hello and welcome <3

hi, hello! my name is sage and welcome to my little corner of the internet.

my blog is home to all things stranger things, 80's and, finn wolfhard related. i also will go on an on about my hyper fixations. pretty much anything.

again, my name is sage, im a minor, infj-t and a pisces. also my pronouns are she/they.

please do not spam not, you will be blocked,

my likes!

musical theater

funky rings and makeup

singing

finn wolfhard

taylor swift

chappell roan

writing

painting

anything from the 70s and 80s

willow pill

trixie mattel

stand up comedy

koi fish

making mood boards

byler

vinyls

mike wheeler

dislikes

mean/angry people

homophobes, rascits, sexists, etc

billy hargrove stans/defenders (love the actor, hate the character)

taylor swift hater (if you dont like her that's fine, but please don't make that my problem!)

people who hate mike wheeler, robin buckley, max mayflied, lucas sinclair or dustin henderson.

movies!!

footloose (1984)

it (2017)

ghostbusters frozen empire (2024)

when you finish saving the world (2023)

the breakfast club (1985)

call me by your name (2019)

the goldfinch (2019)

tv shows

dance moms

rupaul's drag race

stranger things

music

taylor swift (betty, cowboy like me, mad woman, coney island, the smallest who ever lived)

kate bush (#1 ARMY DREAMERS STAN, hounds of love, running up that hill)

fleetwood mac (landslide, the chain, dreams)

hozier (work song, from eden, angel of small death and the codeine scene, would that i)

frank ocean (pyramids, pink + white and chanel)

sabrina carpenter (espresso, nonsense, feather)

chappell roan (after midnight, naked in manhattan, my kink is karma, causal, red wine supernova)

tv girl (blue hair, lover rock, the blonde, not allowed, taking what's not yours)

oasis (champagne supernova)

the backseat lovers (olivia, watch your mouth, intuition, davey crochet, sinking ship, snowbank blues)

queen (killer queen, good old fashioned lover boy, somebody to love)

cyndi lauper (girls just wanna have fun, time after time)

the smiths (there is a light that never goes out, panic, this charming man, bigmouth strikes again, back to the old house)

sza (broken clocks, the weekend, prom)

harry styles (cherry, fine line, little freak, lights up)

favorite people to talk to in the whole wide world!

@martyconansversion @chouthechaoticraccoon @hearteyes-wheeler @soiwillgotothelakes @daydream-of-a-wallflower @starsarefire824 @bylersbear01 @dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies @bylersbear01 @drowninginideas @lebylershipper @tender-emotional-music @wallywise @paloma-ascends-into-hellfire

[the-black-parade-system]

”Children born of one emotion..”

▼THE BLACK PARADE SYSTEM▼

MINOR (DONT BE CREEPY)

DID SYSTEM + AUTISTIC (PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH US)

HE/THEY (WE ARE TRANSMASC)

AN ACTUAL VAMPIRE

spotify 

pinterest

(old) masterlist 

more (important) info + blinkers under the cut

BLINKIES

(there’s not enough purple blinkies lolz)

interests!! (no particular order):

Metallica

Dsbm

weird al

my little pony (gen 4!)

musicals (be more chill and rocky horror and a lot of others)

I play ponytown, Roblox, and GTA!

Doki doki literature club

Deadpool and Wolverine

physical media (i collect vhs, mixtape, and vinyl :3)

classic rock

the beatles

jerma

Metal music

School shootings (I don’t condone. Primarily columbine.)

zero day

metalocalypse

classic cars

Adult swim

mars argo

film

a lot of other shit

if I follow you I prolly think ur very cool!!! Please interact and DM and leave asks!!! I don’t bite (sometimes)

again we are a DID system so please be respectful. and remember to ask who’s fronting before speaking to us!

if you are here to start drama we do not welcome you. go do that with someone who cares.

some basic info about us: We have a dog name bobo! he’s a bassit hound mix and about fourteen. we are a metal head and our favorite band is Metallica! We have been acting for around eight years and would love to become an actor in the future. We usually switch between first and second person pronouns, it depends if we are speaking about our system or not. We collect physical media and have an interest in vintage tech, we currently have around 45 VHS tapes and over 100+ records! We are also in the workings of converting some modern movies into VHS. Our favorite color is purple. We’re also from the deep south yeehaw partner. And please don’t be shy when talking to us! we love making new friends!

also I’m actively self harming and am mentally ill trigger warning for some vent posts and stuff related to that <3

[acmeoop]

I’m Happy! I’m Grumpy! I’m Dopey! Ha Ha! Hi Everybody, I’m A Corporate Symbol! “Back To Neverland” (1989)

[stopthatfool]

fuck it watching top gun to feel something again

[escapingpurgatory]

♀ 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 ☣

hi, i'm taylor ♡

☆ she/her pronouns!

☆under 18!! (15)

☆ metalhead + punk, gloomy girlblogger on the side

☆ bisexual bby

☆ feminist!

☆ christian ✝️

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽ ☆ ☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖞 𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖞!

☆ homophobes

☆ transphobes

☆ neo-nazis and fascists

☆ racists

☆ "maps" and ped0philes

☆ p0rn bl0gs

☆ terfs

☆ misogynistic bastards

☆ zooph1les

☆ reichblr hoes

☆ "sugar baby" bullshit

☆ proshippers

𝕱*𝕮𝕶 𝕺𝕱𝕱!

𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖘

☆ my spotify ♥︎

☆ my letterboxd (you'll find all my fav movies here)

☆ my pinterest ☢

☆ my discogs

☆ my carrd ♤

๋࣭ ⭑🕸🦇🕸๋࣭. ⭑⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 ��⛧ ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

✮𝖎 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖚𝖞𝖘, 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖉𝖆𝖞! ✮

[ghostygriff]

Heya! Might as well introduce this new blog and what to expect here!

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My name is Griff and I’m an incoming art student and clown enthusiast! I have an original comic in the works called “Ring of the Dead” about a circus of demons disguising themselves as freak-show performers in a small rural town in Illinois.

This page will be for character interactions, questions, and fun doodles that I won’t post on my other platforms!

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆

Two characters you will see very often is Hooks and Alania, a rockstar circus clown who happens to be a demon, and a human paranormal scientist. They’re in love and stuff 🤭🧡 You’ll be seeing a lot of them here!

[fictionadventurer]

A Crazy Tale

By G.K. Chesterton (1897)

"Hey, diddle, diddle, The cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon."

It is incredible, but true, that a young man sat opposite me in a restaurant and spoke as is hereafter set down.

He was a tall, spare man, carefully dressed in a formal frock-coat and silk hat. His tone was low and casual, his manner simple and very slow, and his bleak blue eyes never changed. Anyone just out of earshot of the words would have supposed that he was describing, in a rather leisurely way, an opera or a cycling tour. I alone heard the words; and ever since that day I have gone about ready for the Apocalypse, expecting the news of some incalculable revolution in human affairs. For I know that we have reached a new era in the history of our planet: the creation of a second Adam.

He spoke as follows, between the puffs of a cigar:

"I do not ask anyone to believe this story. Only in some wild hour of a windy night, when we could believe anything, when the craziest of a knot of old wives is wiser than all the schools of reason, when the blood is lawless and the brain dethroned, when we could see the windmills grind the wind, and the sea drag the moon, the apple-tree grow lemons, and the cow lay eggs, as in a wild half-holiday of nature; then, in the ear and coarsely, let this tale be told.

"When my story begins, I was walking in a still green place. The words sound strange and abrupt even in my own ears; but there is a reason for their abruptness.

"At that point the record of my life breaks off. The day, hour, or second before some stunning blow, some tremendous event befell me, and I awoke without a memory.

"Of the lost knowledge thus sealed within me I have a kind of half-witted fear. I move trembling in the close proximity of something huge, yet hidden in the darkness of my brain. Only of two things I am convinced. The first is, that this event, which I cannot recall, was the greatest of my life; that after all my adventures, wild as they were, were dwarfed in its unapproachable presence. The second comes of a certain hour, when suddenly, and for a second, the veil was lifted and I knew all. It had gone in a flash, but I am profoundly convinced that if I tell to another all the circumstances that led up to that instantaneous revelation, to him also, as he studies them, the words will suddenly give up their meaning, and their simplicity strike him with an awful laughter.

"This then, is the story.

"The greenness, that I walked like one in a dream, stretched away on all sides to the edges of the sky. Sleepily, I let my eyes fall and woke, with a stunning thrill, to clearness. I stood shrunken with the shock, clutching myself in the smallest compass.

"Every inch of the green place was a living thing, a spire or tongue, rooted in the ground for those fantastic armies. The silence deafened me with a sense of busy eating, working, and breeding. I thought of that multitudinous life, and my brain reeled.

"Treading fearfully amid the growing fingers of the earth, I raised my eyes, and at the next moment shut them, as at a blow. High in the empty air blazed and streamed a great fire, which burnt and blinded me every time I raised my eyes to it. I have lived many years under this meteor of a fixed Apocalypse, but I have never survived the feelings of that moment. Men eat and drink, buy and sell, marry, are given in marriage, and all the time there is something in the sky at which they cannot look. They must be very brave.

"Again, a little while after, as in one of the changes in a dream, I found myself looking at something standing in the fields, something which looked at first like a man, and then like two men, and then like two men joined, till, after dizzy turning and tramping round it like the searching of a maze, I found it was some great abortion of nature with two legs at each end, calmly cropping the grass under the staring sun. I have said that I ask no one to believe this story.

"So I travelled along a road of portents, like undeciphered parables. There was no twilight as in a dream; everything was clear cut in the sunlight, standing out in defiant plainness and infantile absurdity. All was in simple colours, like the landscape of a child's alphabet, but to a child who had not learnt the meaning.

"At one time, I seemed to come to the end of the earth; to a place where it fell into space. A little beyond, the land re-commenced, but between the two I looked down into the sky. As I bent over I saw another bending over under me, hanging head downwards in those fallen heavens, a little child with round eyes. It was some strange mercy of God assuredly that the child did not fall far into hopeless eternity."

The young man paused reflectively. I tried to say "a pool," but the words would not come. I seemed to have forgotten it. I seemed to have forgotten everything except his terrible blue eyes, big with unsupportable significance. Then I realised that he was speaking again. "I heard a great noise out of the sky, and I turned and saw a giant. Stories and legends there are of those who, in the morning of the world, strayed also into the borders of the land of giants. But it is impossible for any tongue to utter the overpowering sense of anarchy and portent felt in seeing so much of the landscape moving upon two legs, of looking up and seeing a face like my own, colossal, filling the heavens.

"He lifted me like a flying bird through space and set me upon his shoulder. I shall never forget the sight of his huge bare features growing larger as I came nearer to them; the sun shining on them as they smiled and smiled; a sight to give one dreams."

The young man paused again. I seemed to feel the whole sane universe of custom and experience slipping from me, and with an effort like a drowning man's I cried out desperately. "But it was a man--it was your father."

He raised his eyebrows, as at a coincidence. "So they said," he observed. "Do you know what it means?"

I found myself broken and breathless, as Job might have been, battered with the earthquake question of Omniscience.

He went on, smoking slowly.

"With the giant was a woman. When I saw her something stirred within me like the memory of a previous existence. And after I had lived some little while with them, I began to have an idea of what the truth must be. Instead of killing me, the giant and giantess fed and tended me like servants. I began to understand that in that lost epic of adventures which led up to the greatest event of my life, I must have done some great service for these good people. What it was, I had, by a quaint irony, myself forgotten. But I loved to see it shining with inscrutable affection in the woman's eyes like the secret of the stars. There are few things more beautiful than gratitude.

"One day, as I stood beside her knee, she spoke to me; but I was speechless. A new and dreadful fancy had me by the throat. The woman was smaller than before. The house was smaller: the ceiling was nearer. Heaven and earth, even to the remotest star, were closing in to crush me.

"The next moment I had realize the truth, fled from the house, and plunged into the thickets like a thing possessed. A disease of transformation too monstrous for nightmare had quickened within me. I was growing larger whether I would or no.

"I rolled in the gravel, revolving wild guesses as to whether I should grow to fill the sky, a giant with my head in heaven, bewildered among the golden plumage of Cherubim. This, as a matter of fact, I never did.

"It will always fill me with awe to think that no sign or premonition gave me warning of what I saw next. I merely raised my eyes--and saw it.

"Within a few feet of me was kneeling one of my own size, a little girl with big blue eyes and hair as black as crows.

"The landscape behind her was the same in every hedge and tree that I had left; yet I felt sure I had come into a new world.

"I had got to my feet and made her a kind of bow, looking a fantastic figure enough; but a red star came into her cheek.

" 'Why, you are quite nice,' she said.

"I looked at her enquiringly.

" 'They say you are the mad boy,' she said, 'who stares at everything. But I think I like them mad.'

"I said nothing. I only stood up straight, and thanked God for every turn of my rambling path through that elvish topsey-turveydom, which had led at length to this. Although I had not asked for a miracle in answer, two or three drops of clear water fell out of the open sky.

" 'There will be a storm,' cried the girl hastily.

"She seemed quite frightened of the dark that had come over the wood, and the shocks of sound that shook the sky now and again. This fear surprised me, for she had not seemed afraid of the grass.

"She seemed so broken with the noise and dark and driving rain that I put my arm round her. As I did so, something new came over me: a feeling less alien, and disturbed, more responsible and strangely strong; as if I had inherited a trust and privilege. For the first time I felt a kinship with the monstrous landscape; I knew that I had been sent to the right place.

" 'You are very brave,' she said, as the deafening skies seemed bowed about us and shouting in our ears; 'Do you not hear it?'

" 'I hear the daisies growing,' I said.

"Her answer was lost in the thunder.

"We were miles further on before she said, 'But are you not mad?'

"I spoke; but it seemed as if another spoke in my ear.

" 'I am the first that ever saw in the world. Prophets and sages there have been, out of whose great hearts came schools and churches. But I am the first that ever saw a dandelion as it is.'

"Wind and dark rain swept round, swathing in a cloud the place of that awful proclamation."

The young man paused once more. Some one near me moved his chair against mine. I remember with what a start I realised that I was in a crowded room; not in a desert with an insane hermit.

"But you have not told me," I said, "of the great moment: when you seemed to have discovered all."

"It is soon told," he said. "Ten years afterwards the girl and I stood in one room together: we were man and wife. Other men and women went in and out, all of my own stature. There were no more giants; it was as though I had dreamed of them. I seemed to have come back among my own people.

"Just then my wife, who was bending over a kind of couch, lifted a coverlet, and I saw that for which, haply, I have been sent to this fantastic borderland of things.

"It was a little human creature hardly bigger than a bird. And when I saw it, I--knew everything. I knew what was the greatest event of my life: the event I had forgotten."

I said "Being born" in a low voice.

I did not dare to look at his face.

The next consciousness I had was that he had risen to his feet, and was putting on his gloves very carefully.

I sprang erect also and spoke quickly.

"What does it mean? Are you a man? What thing are you? Are you a savage, or a spirit, or a child? You wear the dress and speak the language of a cultivated pupil of this over-cultivated time: yet you see everything as if you saw it for the first time. What does it mean?"

After a silence he spoke in his quiet way.

"Have you ever said some simple word over and over till it became unmeaning, a scrap of an unknown tongue, till you seem to be opening and shutting your mouth with a cry like an animal's? So it is with the great world in which we live: it begins familiar: it ends unfamiliar. When first men began to think and talk and theorise and work the world over and over with phrases and associations, then it was involved and fated, as a psychological necessity, that some day a creature should be produced, corresponding to the twentieth pronunciation of the word, a new animal with eyes to see and ears to hear; with an intellect capable of performing a new function never before conceived truly; thanking God for his creation. I tell you religion is in its infancy; dervish and anchorite, Crusader and Ironside, were not fanatical enough, or frantic enough, in their adoration. A new type has arrived. You have seen it."

He moved towards the door. Then I noticed he had come to a stand-still again, and was gazing at the floor apparently in deep thought.

"I have never understood them," he said. "Those two creatures I see everywhere, stumping along the ground, first one and then the other. I have never been content with the current explanation that they were my feet."

And he passed out, still carefully buttoning his gloves.

I went back to the table and sat down. About four minutes after he was gone I felt a kind of mental shock, like something resuming its place in my brain.

It occurred to me that the man was mad. I am almost ashamed to admit with what suddenness it came. For so long as I was in his presence, I had believed him and his whole attitude to be sane, normal, complete, and that it was the rest, the whole human race, that were half-witted, since the making of the world.

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[witawwy-ponyboy-curtis]

introduction post

My name's Adair

I mainly do traditional art because I'm absolutely ass at digital art

My main hyperfixations right now are

The Outsider's (biggest one)

Bonnie and Clyde

Newsies

Jeremy Jordan.. For some reason?

Jackets? Like, Jean jackets, varsity jackets, bomber jackets, etc. It's weird idk

Musical theater in general

I don't normally post on Tumblr? I mainly just scroll through it but yeah 🤷‍♀️

I say "Broski", " Broskito", "Y'all", " Folks", and "Guys" a lot so.. It will probably get annoying. My bad y'all

Thats all I can think of for now? If I think of anything else to add I'll probably edit this.

[a-jumped-up-pantry-girl]

WHAT IS THE FEELING YOU GET IN THE BEGINING WHEN LISTENING TO "Everybody Wants To Rule The World" That synthesizer or whatever 80s instrument makes me levitate frrrrr 🥲🥲🥲