#and i didn’t want to do research

[starstruckodysseys]

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>> reese’s oc insert jamboree

completed, 876 words

or: the actually canon compliant nsbu ep1 moment that i wrote at like 1am and is actually the peak of my writing. kind of iconic tbh

“that’s— you said birds?” lanie asks, even though she really doesn’t want to know the answer.

this guy — persimmon. barsimmeon. something like that. she truly does not care — grins, and it’s scraggly and creepy and she would like to go home, now, actually? “gobbled them up,” he repeats, which, yeah, okay, sure. whatever. who gives a shit at this point.

she feels more fear in this moment than she has in her entire life, knows it’s plain and evident on her face, and she shifts closer to wendell because she truly does not know what’s happening right now and she needs some form of comfort. he doesn’t look better than she does, but he rests a hand over hers and it’s better than nothing.

“okay,” she says slowly. “birds don’t… have saliva. how the fuck are the seeds sticking to the tape?”

cinnamon guy — who is twelve hundred american dollars in debt to their store, by the way, why are they not more worried about this? — turns like a fucking haunted doll might, looks out the window. usha makes a noise lanie absolutely cannot unpack right now or else she will lose her goddamn mind.

“wouldn’t you like to know?” he says, and lanie shrinks away because no, actually, she doesn’t, as much as that answer terrifies her.

usha says something vaguely affirmative, but it’s drowned out by paula shouting “absolutely not!” which, yeah, that’s the right answer. lanie drops her head onto wendell’s shoulder and ignores the way he tenses at that, mostly because he relaxes almost immediately after.

“i want to go home,” she mutters, even though she got here twenty minutes ago, and he laughs.

“birds… don’t have saliva?” liv asks hesitantly, like she doesn’t quite believe it.

lanie huffs, stands up properly as she throws her hands in the air. “i don’t know, it sounded right! i dropped out of college!”

dang snorts, and jesus fuck, she doesn’t need this right now. “yeah, right before you could take bird anatomy?”

“i’m going to throw all of us into the fucking ocean.”

“oh, i remember when the oceans formed,” usha says warmly, like she’s remembering some fond occasion and not saying the most insane thing anyone has ever said.

simmer-for-ten-minutes turns to her, a look in his eyes that has lanie absolutely downright horrified, but she’s leaning against the checkout counter and there’s nowhere to go, so she stands and watches even as every fiber of her being screams at her to leave. she doesn’t know what expression’s on her face. she thinks she might have unlocked a new emotion at some point in this interaction.

“lanie,” wendell says, just above a whisper, “please tell me this isn’t unlocking anything in you right now.”

okay, bad expression then. “hey, wendell? i have never been less turned on in my life.”

russell laughs, cuts himself off like that’ll hide the fact he’s praying on her downfall or whatever. she resists the urge to glare at him, mostly because whatever facial journey wendell’s going on right now is far more entertaining. she still feels like her fight or flight response hasn’t settled down, but she’ll deal with that… later. probably. maybe if this guy leaves the store her heart will return to a normal rhythm.

“okay,” wendell says, and it only sounds a little like he’s having a heart attack. “should i, like, do something with that information?”

lanie blinks, stares at him, because surely she misheard that. surely this conversation isn’t happening to her at her job where she works.

“huh?” she asks, and damn, she should’ve stayed in theater in high school, they’d appreciate the way she keeps the desperation mostly out of her voice. “what?”

the room has gone deathly quiet, which has historically never meant anything good for them. she doesn’t look around the room, doesn’t dare to, but someone snickers and she’s pretty sure it’s liv, and she makes a mental note of that. she doesn’t know what she plans to do with it, but she’ll have it.

“i don’t— i panicked?” wendell says, and his lack of conviction is a little worrying. “i, uh. people don’t usually listen to me. when i talk.”

lanie closes her eyes for far longer than is probably socially acceptable. “okay, depressing, we’ll focus on that later. can we go back to—” she remembers what they were talking about before and falters. “um. never mind. anything but that, actually.”

usha gasps, somewhere between disappointed and excited, which is a wild combination for anyone except usha. “we should hear him out, at least!”

“yeah, lanie,” russell says with a shit-eating grin, which is a little hypocritical, if you ask her, considering he’s still holding onto paula and liv. “don’t you want to support usha?”

lanie briefly considers bashing her head against a wall. it’s not worth the concussion, she decides, and settles for playing out her little scenarios of how she’s going to murder her coworkers one of these days.

“remember when we were all talking shit about dave and his stupid fucking snake pants?” she mutters, leaning against the counter in despair. “good times.”

wendell pats her on the back comfortingly, even though she can see he’s trying not to laugh. “it’s been like, ten minutes.”

“good times.”

[bisclavaret]

trans/form- happy belated tdov!!

[cockroachesunite]

Priorities

[spooksicl-e]

various personal references for funzies!

mockups refs for various war wound circumstances ^^

[azaisya]

Finrod Felagund 🐍✨🌿🫧

(+ close up of his face:)

[idontmindifuforgetme]

Woke up having a crisis about if I want an MD or an MD PhD………. It’s so over

[heartru]

my least favourite thing from the watcher discourse has been people saying “WE never asked for higher quality” or “your most popular shows are where you just sit around and talk!!” - babes its likely not what THEY want to do for the rest of eternity lol. they’re allowed to want to grow as creatives and make things they are proud of?

[edwinisms]

wait yeah hold on how the hell did edwin open a door from hell to earth? like if powerful beings like the night nurse or certain demonic entities are necessary to open and close doors to other planes (especially hell where souls being trapped there is kind of the point) then what the fuck did edwin manage to pull off? did he somehow trick a demon or whatever into opening one? was one opened for one reason or another– maybe upon a demon’s return from retrieving a soul– and he timed it, booked it, and jumped in? there certainly isn’t just some constantly open ever-accessible door at the top of The Endless Staircase considering that would make hell kind of pointless. did edwin payne manage, somehow, over the span of 70 years, to figure out how to open a door from limbo/the staircase to earth by himself? am i just missing something here?

[mostly-natm]

Lore playlist is great for when you weren’t accepted for things you really wanted and weren’t told!

[homopoetsociety]

the meaning of the name charlie being “free man” and “warrior” is something that can be so personal like how did they find a name so perfect for him????

insp

[haetrack]

well HELLOOO wait this is kinda crazy i feel awkward on my own account but still i will fight through this for u guys…

i just wanted to come on here and say hi because tomorrow is the one year anniversary of the devil says hi. MY FIRST EVER FIC. like why would i forget my baby’s birthday

maybe as a little thank u gift i’ll try to come up with a little something or steal from one of my wips just to say THANK U ALL… thank u to everyone who still read and recommend my fics even through my inactivity i wouldn’t want to be coming back on here if it weren’t for u guys 🫂❤️

[checkadii]

Uni year 2 academic burnout starting is crazy bro you’ve got 2 maybe 3 more years can you keep your shit together please

[dannybobany]

ANOTHER ONE!!!

CECILLLL!!! My perfect son!!

The great thing about Cecil is I can keep his design almost completely the same since he was already so far removed from the character he’s based on-

I think his hair and nose are a little different but those are both just tiny tweaks that make it a tiny bit easier for me to draw him, just shapes that are more natural for me yk? The only real additions are the swirl in his bangs and the vampire eyes, which now that I’ve drawn on Cecil as well I’m absolutely sure I’m a fan of!! They only make him look even more like he’s about to run directly into traffic like a startled fawn and that’s what I’m going for!!

Unfortunately I think his raincoat might get a little sidelined as a design choice for him in place of a trench coat and hat (you know, because the sun?)- I just find that idea more aesthetically pleasing and better for potential outfit contrast

Oh and just to be clear, the palette I have here is just random/ picked from older drawings, the one I used for Uriel was off Pinterest, I just have the palette here also so their references match swiyghwwbfw

[funarisjournal]

I gif'd a walking moment with the two...but mostly because I wanted to be able to gush about the chill way Kasuga walks lol

[mylifeiscomics]

Part 2 - College AU

Rose is starting to get into the lectures in a way she didn’t expect.

[macden]

had a great weekend except the part where I was too high to approach kaitlin olson which I’m going to regret for the rest of my life but anyway now I have to go back to my job where my bosses just had a meeting with me where they basically said all my anxieties about being incompetent and disliked are true and if I can’t do this job when I’m trying so so hard I’m just not cut out for this career path and I am trying not to be violently upset about it and I mostly managed not to think about it the past few days but now I have to. think I’m calling off sick tomorrow 👍