#Locked Inside A Door

[ofepuleo]

Happy 2nd Anniversary to my favorite album [Apocalypse: Save Us]

[ohsharethekmusic]

Song : Locked Inside A Door

Artist : Dreamcatcher

Album : [Apocalypse : Save Us]

[pearlsdiamondsandvodka]

damn i almost wish the intrepid heroes had done worse this episode because the concept is of this battle was epic as hell. i would have loved to see more of baron being creepy, a confrontation with jawbone and i would have loved to see the other players play baron

[incesthemes]

see but when dean tells sam he's not going to leave him to die to the croatoan virus, that he's going to die with him, he locks the door from the inside and then steps away from it. there's nothing stopping sam from getting up and forcing dean out of the door, locking him out so dean can't get back in with him. yet sam just sits on the bench, arguing with words but not with actions, never actions. he lets dean stay with him, he lets dean lock the door, he lets dean settle in. and all the while sam is pleading with him, don't do it don't kill yourself too just let me die, but he doesn't do anything about it. he doesn't do anything but sit there and let dean be with him. his actions contradict his words. do you see? he was moved. he was grateful to be so loved. he didn't actually want dean to die in that hospital room with him, but he didn't actually want dean to abandon him there to die alone, either.

[achillesisnotcomingdown]

Whenever someone says "Dio" I go insane

[rebouks]

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Byrd: Teach us! Juniper: Okay! First, you’ve gotta put your hands above your head. Wren: Nuh. Juniper: This part’s easy. Byrd: Like this?! Juniper: Just like that-.. keep them there and bring your foot up against your leg, like this! [Byrd giggled, wobbling precariously as he mimicked his cousin] Juniper: It takes a lot of practice-.. c’mon, Wren! [Wren scowled, making a break for it; the only thing worse than dancing was being told what to do] … Having given up trying to reply to Alex’s latest letter, Robin stared listlessly at the star shaped stickers on his ceiling. He’d poured his heart out about how nothing ever went right, how he never fit in anywhere, how he was having a tough time at school-.. that he got in a fight, that he kept imagining what it’d be like if his parents died, particularly his father; he’d briefly considered asking what’d happened to her mother too but he’d thought better of the whole thing and viciously crumpled his pathetic attempt into a ball instead. Maybe he ought to burn it in the sink so no one else would read it by accident. He felt bad that he hadn’t replied yet but he’d been in such a foul mood recently that he couldn’t think of anything remotely interesting or fun to talk about, and the last thing he wanted to do was bum her out. He rolled onto his side as Wren stomped toward his door; it rattled familiarly as her little fingernails fiddled with the lock. Robin knew it was her because he could sense her current disdain, and she was the only one of his siblings who’d learnt how to do it-.. plus, if it were either of his parents, they would’ve knocked.

Wren: Juni’s tryna make me dance! Robin: She’s not gonna make you do anything. [Wren grabbed Robin and shook him with urgency, yanking at his hair with desperation] Wren: I’m gonna hide in here, okay?! [Robin sighed; reasoning with a six-year-old, especially Wren, was rather pointless] Robin: Sure. Wren: Wait-.. where’re you going?! Robin: Does it matter? You’re safe in here. Wren: Robinnnnn. Robin: Get off me! Wren: I wanna play! Robin: So, play-.. just don’t delete all my saves again. Wren: You do it! I wanna watch. Robin: I don’t really wan-… Wren: Pleeeeeeease? … Robin: I can’t play if you’re gonna squish me-.. get off. Wren: Uuuugh.. I can’t, I’m stuck. Robin: Move! Wren: [gasps] What is that-.. kill it! Robin: I don’t have anything to ki-… Wren: KILL IT!

[cali-kabi]

~ Paper Mario Thousand Year Door🌟 Chapter 6: 3 Days of Excess🚂

I love this chapter so much it’s so good my top 3, I love the characters, the story, and it’s in the train setting <3 Took longer on this cuz I wanted to draw more characters and drew in the sunset and nighttime:)💫

[nauticaltrain]

good evening to stex's resident i can't decide by scissor sisters character

[tennessoui]

Counseling AU Anakin being told everyone needs to hunker down and quarantine for a few months and not even considering staying with Padme b/c he's too busy worrying that the pandemic stress will be bad for Obi-Wan and making a list of the best healers to kidnap (if necessary; Anakin's not a MONSTER; Obi-Wan has to have a sniffle first).

honestly this is couples counseling anakin this is a more perfect union anakin this is hanahaki au anakin

and each of his corresponding obi-wans’ first thoughts is well of course we will be quarantining together only for their second thought to be oh he may want to be with his wife instead. I should let him know that i expect him to be there and not with me and I should do this in a way that makes him feel he is not allowed to stay with me. He will take that well.

and then every anakin would, of course, not take that well.

[naffeclipse]

Just stood in the sweltering mall parking lot for 45 minutes with my key caught in the door handle lock of my car until my brother came to pull the plastic off of the inside of the door and finally get it unstuck

[fjordline]

Finallyyyy saw TF One 🎉

i’m so glad we were alone in the cinema cus the entire time we were either laughing at megatron antics that were definitely not meant to be funny, or pointing at the screen going “OMG ITS PROWLLL”

[s-wordsmith]

Something I really need Stranger Things fic writers to know is that no one in rural America was locking any doors in the eighties apart from the government and businesses. I remember when there was a big stink about "we gotta start locking our doors now how am I supposed to remember that every time I leave the house." People didn't lock the doors when they were home until at LEAST the mid-aughts, a lot of people STILL don't. "Oh we can't get into so-and-so's house/car because we don't have the keys!" You do not need the keys, just open the door. "I'm alarmed because I went over to so-and-so's house and their front door was unlocked so I instantly knew something was wrong." It would be much weirder if it was locked. If I showed up at my friend's house and the door was locked I would immediately assume something was wrong. If I lived in a town regularly invaded by monsters and patrolled by mobs of government agents/Russian spies/jocks with guns, I would assume my friend was currently being hunted.

[meromidas]

while my wax wing wilson/icarus house is marinating in my brain, i am thiking about! a house/tma crossover!! idk how much these fandoms overlap but its fiiine im doing this for myself

i just think it’d be cool ok. like, these guys work in a hospital! there are so many options for fear-touched patients!!! some of the patients are avatars, some of them have just had encounters. most of them are in this in-between space, where they’re not avatars, but not not avatars; they’re still a little human, but at the same time, they’re not human anymore.

anyway, there’s gonna be a corruption patient. whether that be mold or worms/maggots, or whatever, it’s corruption. they’re at a hospital. it’s gross. i think one of the doctors/nurses would get marked.

so. yeah. corruption patient. but what about, oh i dunno, a buried patient? they have water in their lungs, and no matter what procedures used to get said water out, it comes back. they are always drowning, and there is nothing that can be done. strangely enough, the patient doesn’t seem to be in any pain.

a dark patient, who is effectively blind, despite nothing being wrong with their eyes. a flesh patient with way too many bones. an eye patient who is basically another Albrect Von Closen, they do scans or x-rays or wtv, and they find “tumors” and go to do surgery; surprise! all they find are eyes, all over his organs, bones, etc.

a desolation patient, which i have vague lore planned out for, and has become an oc. i will maybe make a post abt them later.

there’s just! so many options!!!

EDIT: look at the tags teehee :3

[holmsister]

Kabru drives like an old lady because he learned from an old lady (Milsiril) and also he has Anxiety and also elves drive like shit this is a common well-known fact in dunmeshi modern au land. They didn't like horses and they don't like cars and if it was up to them everyone would just teleport like the gods CLEARLY intended. And its one thing Kabru has retained from his elven education.

His car is also an old shitty tiny matchbox, likely an hand-me-down from a dead member of the canaries. Its also FILTHY. Kabru has literally pretended to not have a car rather than taking people on it just so he wouldn't have to clean it.

Anyway do yall remember that video of that guy that starts all filled with road rage and makes a character for this driver who like was driving too slow I think? And then by the time he got to the end of the tirade he was like wait I like this guy (the character he made up) I don't want to be angry at this guy. That's 99% of what driving with Kabru is. He will start to go into road rage mode but by the end he will have weaved a complex narrative for this random dude who cut him off and he will end up being like sympathetic with him. It's fascinating. It's the only thing that makes travelling in his shitty ass filthy car in which the a/c smells like cat pee worth it.

[introspectivememories]

I FORGOT I EVEN SENT THAT ASK AND YOUR RESPONSE HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK OHMSYGODDFJDJ

I seriously love your writing so much you always put a heap of emotion into it 😭😭

also adore the idea of TIM being the one who's obsessed with bear and going to such lengths just to keep seeing him, I tend to prefer happy endings so I like to think they work it out after a while but like also the angst is amazing

god the amount of yearning in this au makes me so mmmpfhhhf

god im just so sorry that it took me soo long to reply!!! you sent just as i was taking my break from tumblr and other social media :(((

i remember reading it and thinking to myself "god if i had the timbern brainworms, i could write smth for this" but then recently they've been coming back and i was a church bored out of my mind when i was like "hmmm maybe i should respond?"

and ohhh my god, when i first got it, i immediately thought about how toxic it could get and like, personally, i feel like i can't write complicated characters? if that makes sense? to me, im not very good at writing multi-dimensional characters. which to be fair, i never set out to become like a pulitzer prize winning author. i just do this for fun haha.

and like i knew that my answer to your ask was always gonna be toxic timbern but i didn't know if i could write it? ig??? bc like tim is a good person. he is!!! he just wants bear so badly. and it's past the initial physical attraction now.

he and bear are all grown up. he likes bear's wit and humor, well the wit and humor he gets to hear when bear doesn't know he's around. but bear wont let him in!!!! bear wont open himself up and tim's apologized!!!! he did!!! he doesn't even know what he did and he still apologized!!!!! and it changed nothing. bear doesn't talk to him or look at him or anything. nothing but polite professionalism.

and then one day, he sees bear on his balcony as he's swinging through the streets of gotham. and bear isn't doing anything special, he's just sitting there in sweats and no shirt and the moonlight hits his pecs just right and his shoulders are so broad and-

well he cant be blamed for stopping to take a peek, right? and maybe when he has has time he swings by more and more. just watching for longer and longer, until one day bear catches him. and as they stare at each other from opposite sides of the street, tim thinks this is it. the cold glances and frosty words are going to come back. bear's never gonna just sit on his balcony again. he's lost this too. but then-

oh.

bear sends him a hesitant wave and tim raises a trembling hand to wave back. and bear- well bear's mouth splits into a smile brilliant enough to rival the sun. beautiful like the sunrise. the promise of a new beginning. if he closes his eyes, tim thinks he can feel the sunlight's warm rays on him.

hes' hooked after that. he comes around again and again. one day bear lets him on the balcony. weeks later, bear's hugging him. weeks after that, tim's in bear's lap. and he knows it's not right. that bear thinks he's someone else. that bear doesnt want anything to do with him but how is he supposed to let this go? how is he supposed disentangle himself from bear's arms?

so he lies and he lies and he prays to any and every god he can think of, that he'll get to keep this. plus he's not really lying to bear, he's just... not talking about it! if bear asks, he'll tell him point blank. he swears it. but that's a problem for another day. things are looking up! bear said more than 5 sentences to him the other day and yesterday? he even got a small smile. it'll all work out. he'll be fine.