#I’m not going on threads for this shit

[letsgofullpogue]

via threads - netflix

[lunar-years]

Oh my god. I just read with my own two eyeballs someone saying on the ted lasso Reddit that their TOP CHOICE for a ted lasso spinoff is a BEARD/JANE centered sitcom about them raising their baby……….. lord give me strength

[asexxxualauthor]

Me: (about to fall asleep)

My Brain: “In Jim Carrey’s Grinch, all the male Whos are clean-shaven—the most facial hair any have is sideburns, never a mustache or proper beard. This speaks to their exceptionally conservative and traditionalist culture, one that demands conformity and a sense of order, and which further alienates the Grinch due to his literal inability to comply. The gift and use of the razor, then, not only is a reminder of the bullying he was subjected to as a child, but a textual metaphor of the ways society attempts to strip individuals of their uniqueness and personhood in order to conform and become a part of compliant whole.”

Me: “…well thank you, but now I can’t go to bed, asshole.”

[starlight---starbrights]

Undertale yellow flowey embroidery

This took about 40 hours, give or take a few

[akkivee]

🙂↕️🙂↕️okay okay okay so so far within the og divisions we have:

❤️: they strive for a world where words solve conflict. they pointedly did not use mics to express this. at the end of the track, they’re dynamic as brothers has shifted to a more equal dynamic, where ichiro doesn’t feel so compelled to raise them

💙: they strive for a world without violence and used their mics to resolve the conflict. at the end of the track, they reject their status quo and aim to find a new one to change the world without the use of violence

💛: wanted to be real with each other and used their mics to get that across. at the end of the track tho, they say that truth doesn’t really matter anyway and stay true to the selves they formed their bond with

🩶: a battle of wills using the mics. jakurai’s love for yotsutsuji manifested in the form of sacrificing himself and dohifu trying to stop him using their love for their bond as mtr. at the end of the track it’s that love that’s saved jakurai, healed hifumi and elevated doppo’s status at work

and things have changed for all they’ve stayed the same so i’m genuinely curious where nagosaka fits in this lol

[lncaendia]

[ I’m here to say that riot DOES read what we write - or at least they used to. I’m like 90% sure some things I’ve written have made it into Easter eggs and other little tidbits in Karma related things ]

[ambagelbraindump]

top surgery is 80% gender euphoria, 10% trying to explain to cis people why you chopped ur tits off, and 10% EW GROSS EW

[yannfredericks]

being online rn is such a fucking nightmare oh my god!!!

[flippedorbit]

i’m gonna be so for real, if things don’t start changing for me in good ways i will be disappearing off the face of the earth

[firewoodfigs]

chapter 4 is up here :)

[oneknightlight]

Yknow if Joanne’s really wants to stay in business and thrive again they have to completely redirect their targeted audience. Most people don’t walk into Joanne’s and go “god I REALLY want to get hundreds of dollars worth of Easter decor, and yards and yards of gold metallic brocade and this specialty st Patrick’s day flannel”

Most people walk into Joanne’s and go “man I’m like 5 black buttons short for my project” and then they go to the button isle and all of the buttons are ornately designed except for the single overpriced bag of regular black buttons.

[larkgarciaoak]

Screaming yelling and obsessed with theorizing over what will happen if and when Scary DOES communicate with the Doodler. Imagine Scary passing that 40 wisdom saving throw (or yk, however Anthony ends up working that mechanic) and not only is Scary not consumed by terror the way Willie was by the doodler, but maybe she befriends it, they share a common goal and maybe they understand each other; Scary told Willie “Well, like, the Doodler's like a… kind of cool punk rock chick. Y’know? She's just like really misunderstood. And the more she craves love, the more she pushes other people away. And she doesn't know how to receive it right. Y’know? She's just like so misunderstood and edgy and cool.” Just imagining how insanely powerful Scary would be if they worked together!

I’m still not ruling out the crack theory that the Doodler is actually Scary’s patron and Willie’s just taking the credit as another means to wield power over her/convince her she needs him. Just… imagine

[david-tennant-wearing-things]

Me, embellishing angrily: THE LAWS OF THREAD ARE MINE AND THEY WILL OBEY ME

[heartual]

over twitter constantly shoving ed content in my face no matter how many people i block how many tweets i say i’m not interested in etc etc etc

[nickfromguesswhohateclub]

eddie becomes a ghost after he dies. he quickly finds out that pop culture ghost physics are bullshit - ghosts can only interact with items that were significant to them in their life.

so for him, it’s his guitar and his dice.

he strums the guitar like crazy when wayne goes into his bedroom to clean it out. wayne was never one for ghosts or conspiracy theories, but this is too clear to deny. “….eddie?”

eddie gives the guitar the loudest strum of his life.

by the next day, wayne has informed the others. they work out a yes-no system with the guitar: strum once for yes and twice for no. it takes several hours of this but they eventually get the idea to bring eddie his dice.

with the dice, it’s a lot easier. all they need is a d20 and a d6 and they can do the entire alphabet. this way eddie can spell out his answers.

a 1 on the d20 is an a, a 2 on the d20 is a b, and so on. the d6 represents the letters u through z.

L O V E Y O U, eddie is sure to tell dustin. S O R R Y I D I E D.

dustin laughs and kind of cries a bit too. “love you too. shut up.”

they survive like this for a while. steve insists on taking eddie duty, which means sleeping with the guitar in his bedroom and the dice on his nightstand so eddie can wake him up if he needs to tell him something.

but this gets tiring after a while. eddie misses human touch.

eventually robin realizes if one of them is holding the dice, eddie can grab the dice and essentially move their hand. it’s almost like a handshake.

eddie works with that for a bit.

then steve finds out that if someone wears the guitar around their neck, eddie can wrap his arms around the strap, kind of like giving them a hug. the wearer can even feel a bit of pressure.

it’s not the same. but it’s good enough. it keeps eddie from going off his nut, at least, while dustin and el and nancy and the adults are working to find a solution.

one day, a solution comes. el says that she can finally find eddie in her mind. this way, she tells him, she can maybe pull him out into the world of the living.

“you are stuck,” she says, readying a blindfold. “stuck in another plane. i think you are where i go, when i look into my mind. that is why no one can see you. but you can still see and hear us.”

eddie blinks at her. “sure. i mean, that’s as good a theory as any.”

el gets the blindfold on and joyce turns the tv to static. a drop of blood runs from el’s nose. “i see you,” she says after several minutes. “can you see me?”

“no, i just see the room, and everyone in it.” eddie looks around. his environment doesn’t change.

dustin takes over. “that’s just your brain compensating,” he says. “your processing power isn’t meant for being in that black void for so long. you can still get auditory input, and occasionally visual input, so your brain is tricking you into thinking your body is on this plane. but you’re not really here.”

“i can get you here,” el finishes. “i think.”

eddie swallows. “great.”

“i need you to close your eyes.” el’s voice is suddenly closer, like she’s right next to eddie. “clear your head. try to feel where you really are. when you open your eyes, you will be able to see me.”

eddie’s eyes drift close. he focuses - lets the sounds of the room grow faint. i’m not here, he tells himself. i’m on whatever freaky mind-plane el’s on.

he opens his eyes.

blackness expands in every direction. in front of him, there’s el.

she smiles.

“hello, eddie,” she says.

“hi.” eddie’s eyes well up; he swipes at them.

el throws her arms around him in a hug, and he can /feel/ it. god, he can actually feel it. he returns the hug, his tears wetting her short curls.

“are you ready to come back with me?” el says. her voice is muffled against eddie’s shirt.

“yeah,” eddie chokes out. “please.”

there’s a tug deep inside his core. it quickly progresses to a burning sensation. he hisses, trying to move away from it somehow, but he’s stuck in place.

from somewhere distant, but getting nearer, he hears the voices of his friends.

“holy shit!! eddie! you’re doing it!”

dustin.

“we can almost see you, man, come on!”

steve.

“you’re doing great. you can do it, son. just a little longer.”

wayne.

eddie might be screaming - he can’t tell. he squeezes his eyes shut and wishes for the pain to be over.

all of a sudden, a new pain explodes behind his eyes. it feels like fireworks in his skull. now he’s really screaming.

“eddie-“ dustin’s voice cuts in. “eddie, it’s okay. i know it hurts. your brain is just getting used to the new environment. you’re okay.”

eddie curls up in the fetal position. a warm hand rests on his forehead.

“i know, ed. it’ll be alright. just breathe, okay? i’m here. we’re all here.”

and shit, wayne can really see him, really touch him. they all can.

eddie’s really back.

he forces his eyes open. “wayne?” he murmurs.

wayne’s face hovers in his vision. “i’m here, kid. i’m here.”

despits the pain all over, eddie leaps into wayne’s arms, sobbing into his shoulder. “i missed you so fucking much,” he cries.

wayne hugs him close. “i missed you too.”

things move pretty quickly after that.

hopper calls the government and gets in a very heated, very violent discussion with them that lasts several hours and ends with a promise to clear eddie’s name.

eddie is able to actually hug steve for the first time ever. steve seems reluctant to let go. eddie decides to unpack that later.

he doesn’t graduate that month, but he takes some summer school classes and ends up walking the stage in august. all of his friends are front row cheering him on, and his uncle of course - who is suspiciously lovey-dovey with claudia henderson for some reason.

eddie’s gonna be okay.

he just knows it.

he knows it from the way steve gazes at him when he thinks no one’s looking. he knows it from the long hugs that dustin gives him every time they say goodbye. he knows it from the lipstick print on wayne’s neck that wayne swears up and down is from nobody.

eddie goes to sleep every night now at peace. and he knows he’ll wake up the next morning in the real world, like he always does.

because he made it.

and now he’s earned a happily ever after.

[ashmp3]

i have very hectic busy schedule for the next 4 weeks and i don’t wanna borrow anxiety and stress from the future but it’s like watching a car crash that’s inevitably going to happen