#LIVING RENT FREE I TELL YOU

[tunastime]

tuna I was just telling shep this, but between shep's dbhc au and your sen au and reading redstone and skulk, helsknight and evil xisuma have built like a permanent house in my mind lmao

I'm going to start shaking uncontrollably I am filled with horrors unbeknownst to anyone else < just knows a little too much about all the au helsknights

this is so funny though. take my hand. we can make you exponentially worse

[andstuffsketches]

girl who lives in a cave

[grey-viridian]

Sillies

[steviesbicrisis]

Steve’s best relationship wasn’t even a relationship. He could barely call it a fling, a flirt. They never even went on a date. They never kissed.

Steve still thinks of it as the best whatever-it-is he has ever had with someone.

At the beginning it was mostly infuriating, how quickly Eddie managed to win the kids over, compared to Steve’s months of work as babysitter/nailbat swinger/monster fighter. Steve had to literally bleed multiple times to get an ounce of respect, Eddie only had to run a nerdy club about fictional bleeding and monster-fighting.

Then somehow, and Steve still has trouble pinpointing when and how it happened, everything changed.

Taking the kids back home from hellfire became something he impatiently waited for.

He and Eddie would barely talk for a few minutes and he would find himself replaying the conversation in his head for days. Anything he could say to get a reaction out of Eddie became fundamental, and if he started by picking subjects to piss him off, he ended learning about Eddie’s favorites, because few minutes after hellfire were never enough and Steve needed Eddie to talk as much as possible, until the kids were begging to drop it and go home.

Steve never questioned the change, most likely out of fear. He doesn’t think he ever was clueless, just really scared about what would potentially mean to be staring at another dude’s eyelashes as he goes on a rant about why Ozzy Osbourne is the best artist of his generation. Or blush whenever said dude would call him “baby”, or “sweetheart”.

Steve convinced himself that the thing he and Eddie were having was as good as it was going to get, nothing more.

Then Chrissy Cunningham died, Eddie ran, and Steve realized that the thing will never be enough for him.

He couldn’t not have Eddie. Not watch him as he entertains a bunch of freshmen, as he stomps with his worn out sneakers on top of forniture, as he puts his terrible music on to push away anyone who doesn’t care enough about him to stay.

Steve needed to see Eddie being alive, doing what his heart desires, and he needed to be next to him when he does.

Obviously, this realization came at the worst possible time.

Steve tried to tell him so many times: when they found him at the boathouse, when he was hiding at refer Rick’s house, when they were taking a stroll in the upside down, and even when they were driving a stolen trailer to a gunshop.

But, it seemed, Eddie had come to a realization just as important and he tried his best to avoid Steve at every given chance.

Steve tried to initiate the conversation as Eddie did his best to run away from it. And he ran until Steve had no chances left to tell him how he actually felt.

———

Steve doesn’t know if he’s allowed to say he lost something he never had. To mourn a relationship he never began. A partner that, technically, never became a partner.

After Eddie dies, Steve has no one to be next to but he can’t say he ever did.

Steve just exists waiting. He can’t tell if he’s waiting for the pain to go away or for Eddie to jump out of a bush and yell “ah! I got you sucker!! By the way, I’m in love with you too.”

For obvious reasons, that never happens.

What does happen, is a call.

It’s a normal Tuesday, as normal as you could define it after Hawkins almost collapsed into the upside down. Steve got into a routine, between checking on the ones at the hospital, helping out at the shelter, allowing Robin to check on him to see if he’s still alive.

The call happens while Robin is doing her kitchen check up - aka making sure he has food and that he’s eating it-, so she picks the phone like she did a million times before.

“Harrington residence, this is Robin” she says, cheerfully.

Steve doesn’t pay much attention to it as he’s folding his dad’s old clothes that intends to donate to the shelter, until he hears Robin’s loud gasp.

“What is it? Is it the hospital? Is it Max?” He rushes to the other room where Robin is.

She doesn’t answer but she gives him a look as she passes him the receiver.

Steve goes quiet, a million thoughts going through his head as he takes the phone from Robin.

He’s still unprepared when he hears that unmistakable voice “Baby”.

Steve gasps for breath “Eddie?”

Is that really you? What happened? Are you hurt? Isn’t this impossible? Is what goes on in Steve’s head, but he ends up just asking “are you okay?”

He can hear a chuckle, Eddie’s wicked chuckle, a further confirmation that it is him, “I’m- hanging in there… are you okay?”

Steve finds the question absurd. He isn’t the one who got left in the upside down, the one that got eaten by demonic bats, the one who died before Steve had the chance to tell him how he felt.

He answers truthfully nonetheless, “I’m… I’m not okay.”

“I’ll be there soon, I promise.”

“Please Eddie, come quick.”

“I’ll break the sound barrier for you.”

[halethleia]

art for the incredible fic "No, I'm Not Afraid To Disappear" by @s-c-g-s-c-g!!!! PLEASE check it out if you haven't already, it is AMAZING

[ozymandien]

later, ouyang thought esen wouldn't even had noticed: the moment his stillness of anticipation flicked into the stillness of shame, as quickly as capping a candle. his blood ran cold; his body burned. it was the feeling of a blade slid gently into his heart.

[despazito]

I agree dogs shouldn't be let in every establishment and it's unfortunate there's people abusing service dog accommodations for their reactive untrained pets but also it feels like some people just really hate seeing folks out in public with their dogs lol?

like you do realize that for most of human civilization's histories there were dogs wandering around, it's a fairly recent phenomenon that you can walk around your town without encountering street dogs, that's how ubiquitous they once were (i'm not saying we need street dogs, i don't want rabies). You have a right to not be jumped on, mobbed, barked, or lunged at but i don't think you're privy to the right of never ever sharing a public space around dogs even if you have phobia of them, that's just human society.

Like it or not there's always been people who consider their dogs to be part of their families and there should be some public infrastructure available to people with dogs, the notion that everybody's dogs should not be seen and not be heard when you're out is just incredibly unrealistic.

[breadandblankets]

Duke, despite being out and about in the day has just as many vampire rumors as the rest of the bats.

Evidence:

Sparkles in sunlight

Doesn't show up in reflections

Can't be photographed

Shows up both at night and in the day (when does he rest??)

Unnatural (supernatural??) charisma

[rodentopiaa]

Are you down for a round of chess? Coming back from such a long break with a Homestuck fanart. Nature is healing, I AM HEALING, buahaha

[jenna-louise-jamie]

alex rider + text posts pt 3

[puyoupuyou]

Achilles and patroclus but the classic mermaid x sailor AU ( it makes me want to die )

tbh i don’t think this is classic mermaid x sailor au anymore 🧎 but i hope you like my spin on this nonetheless!

[itgr]

Something on Past! Gyrus and Kodya

desperation sits heavy on my tongue, tumblr user tullipsink / wanna be yours, arctic monkeys / tumblr user twoheadedfawnn / room of swords, webtoon / sharp objects - gillian flynn / tumblr user inanotheruniverse / virginia woolf, letter to violet dickinson / katie maria / tumblr user inanotheruniverse

[katabay]

original thief series basso & garrett :)

ngl, it's about quality over quantity for me. an npc can have a total of three minutes of screen time, but if they have a cool name, they can live rent free in my head and I'll spend several hours trying to decipher drawable features from a blurry screenshot of pixels

there is a vague hint of a story here, and that's because every time I try to play thi4f, I get incredibly frustrated with how Not Fun the game play is. like, is the story good? well. but it has a PLAGUE. that should've given it instant 'I'll replay this once a year' status in my heart, but the game play sucks so bad that I've never finished it. I can't believe Not Fun gameplay beat out my obsession with narrative plagues.

anyway, the idea is basically if the original era had a game with a plague centric narrative and some other stuff I liked out of thi4f thrown into a narrative blender, with a heavy dash of horror thrown in because some parts of the thief games were scarier to me than entire dedicated horror genre games.

⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app

[mysecretwindowuniverse]

Nygmobblepot Text Meme

[ilikedetectives]

"I'm still half scared this is a dream. That I'm still trapped. Tell me you're really here, Trouble... you're not just something I'm wishing for."

[kaszymanny]

Stuff I posted on twitter