#and yet its so short

[baldgirl212]

@tigreblvnc — matchup EXCHANGE🩵

ranpo edogawa

Even without the amount of characters HE was the only one I could imagine you with😭

I thought of him immediately when you listed your likes/dislike; “smart people, humorous ones and those who have a vast knowledge.” “people who can’t keep up with me, wish-washy and unreliable people.” Ranpo is the complete opposite of your dislikes of people. Yes, outside without knowing anything about him, he may seem “lazy” or “childish” but it couldn’t be far from the truth, in my opinion. But he genuinely does care for the agency, possibly more than anything. The agency was, in a way, created for him and his intelligence. In your personality, you said you’re, ‘analytical, smart, thinker’ and it makes me think that you two would suit each other very well, for that matter.

What I mean is that you guys would match each others energy. Constantly. Both of you can appear blunt or straightforward, but most of the time, it’s for the better of fighting an issue or something that bothers you— “May appear aggressive and overly direct and confront others to resolve and issue.” “I fight against injustice…” While Ranpo, as a detective, solves mysteries not only for protection of Yokohama, but the agency members as well.

Both of you are protective of things you cherish. I THINK you are, at least.

I think the type of your relationship would probably be ‘partners in crime!!’. Except it’s ‘Partners in solving crime’…

And together? You two would be chaotic.

The agency wonders if they should keep the emergency number of Japan in mind when you two are around.

“Likes: escape games” LMFAOOO

During work, you two would probably run off to some mall and try out multiple escape games, trying to (playfully. maybe.) compete with each other on who can solve each game the quickest, and it would always end up in a tie.

“Likes: summer, sun, spring.” I definitely think that during summer, you two would go to beaches and always end up splashing each other with gallons of water from the ocean (both of you somehow instinctively brought big ass buckets without even planning it??) and you both would jokingly tease each other— “you look stupid.” “you look stupider!” “NO YOU” “NUH-UH, IT’S YOU.”

One time, he buried you in pounds of sand, and you did the same back to him…

Both of you left the beach with sand in your sandals, nose, eyes, hair, and probably in your asses too!🩵

One time, you two were spending a morning together and you unintentionally brushed your bangs to one side of your head and he called you emo💔

And ever since then you guys made it a GOAL. To tease each others appearance.

I feel as if physical touch would be his love language most of the time— As response to that, you’d probably buy his favourite snacks and spoil him.

But putting all the jokes aside, he would definitely appreciate you. He would feel understood, finally having a partner that can keep up with him (ignoring dazai) but also treat him like a genuine friend he can truly express himself around, because theres no way getting around you— he has a constant feeling to protect you from any harm, despite knowing well you are very, very capable of defending yourself from any enemies. He has his full trust in you, and he always will.

[shroomerr]

Finally, my design for Mysterion!! this boy gave me so much heartache in the process of making this but its ok its all worth it for him <3

I also couldn't choose between the version with hair or without hair, so here's the one without under the cut (+ my initial drafts for his design):

[xxplastic-cubexx]

the way u tuck charles hair behind his ear like a dainty elf princess whenever u draw him sends me every time, i know erik would agree 🙏🏻

i fear im adopting 'dainty elf princess' into my vocabulary here on out thank you for this wonderful gift anon

might you accept my small gift in turn ... i was inspired ...

[almondpiglet]

needed to draw something this year for tomes bday...really wanted to draw her highschool friends

[wolfram-but-art]

i'm suffering so he suffers with me

[beeduoo]

i really like that one tiktok

[formosusiniquis]

When Mike Wheeler, red faced and still faintly tear stained, asks him how he knew he liked both Steve doesn’t know how to tell him it was his sister.

Before Nancy Wheeler it had only been boys. Before Nancy Wheeler Steve had been sure he was gay and knew well enough to keep it to himself; dating around enough to earn himself a protective reputation. Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been Marcus Summers, from the baseball team, during freshman year. Steve had gone to every game, and had been forced to make up excuses about schoolwork and his other commitments when asked why he hadn’t tried out for himself. Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been Tommy Hagan. The summer between seventh and eighth grade had been very kind to Tommy, he was sunkissed and boy next door sweet, Steve had wanted to hold his hand and count the freckles across the bridge of his nose. 

Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been his first love, a boy who only visited one summer, the year Steve turned ten. His name had changed every time they hung out but he’d favored E’s. Eli, Emmett, Elliott, Eric, Excalibur, Excelsior, and once for about an hour Wayne. His hair brushed his chin in pretty brown curls and his big brown eyes were always bright with excitement. He always got storm off mad when any of the other boys they’d played with that summer said he was acting like a girl, E would run off to the woods and Steve would always follow. E always came up with the best games anyway, he didn’t like playing soccer or HORSE or anything else with rules that couldn’t be bent; he preferred imagination games where they were knights or wizards. He didn’t laugh when Steve said he always liked playing house, but never wanted to be the dad because why would he want to be someone who never wanted to spend any time with his kids. E who, while insisting on being called Samwise all day, was his first kiss.

Cause he knows what Mike wants to hear. He’s seen the way Mike and Will have danced around each other since the last portal closed. He’s heard the things Mike has said to and about Will. He’s heard all about the week that Will was in the Upside Down. He’s heard all about the summer of ‘85. He’s heard all about the final off again that seems to officially mark the end of Mike and El romantically. He knows that Mike wants him to say that he’d never even thought about boys before he met Eddie. That there’s just something special about Eddie that makes him want to give up his lady killing ways. That Eddie was different. That it was okay that he was having these scary new thoughts, maybe Will was just an exception.

And Steve doesn’t know how to have that conversation. When he realized he liked both it was a relief, that maybe he could have something normal and wouldn't have to spend his life lying or hiding. 

But Eddie was different. Eddie was special. Eddie was probably it for Steve which is scary in a different way that he’s not ready to touch yet -- not when it’s only been three months.

There’s never been another girl since Nancy Wheeler, not really

There will never be another boy after Eddie Munson.

So he tries to help, as best he can. It’s easier with Eddie there, not quite dozing against his shoulder -- the kid’s emergencies always seem to come so late at night these days. “When I was ten, there was a boy whose name kept changing who decided prince charming should get to kiss his faithful knight. And when I was sixteen, your sister-”

Mike’s goodwill diminishes quickly as his sister gets introduced to the conversation.

“Stevie,” Eddie says. It’s not an admonishment for bringing up Nancy. It’s awestruck and watery. “You remember that?”

“Of course I remember the first boy I ever loved," that word catches up with him a second later. Remember. 

Cause there's Eddie with his riot of brown curls and his Bambi eyes. Eddie, who has explained why soft feminine words chafe against his skin leaving him itchy and anxious. Eddie, who has an Uncle in Hawkins. Eddie who moved to town the summer before he entered high school with a buzzed head and his mother's last name. Eddie who finally settled into an E he liked best.

"Wheeler, here's a tip from me to you," Eddie says, his advice is always better received than Steve's anyway, "if you have to ask you probably already know."

"Straight people don't really spend much time wondering if they aren't really straight," Steve agrees.

They don't rush Mike out the door, a crisis is a crisis and even in the wake of new discoveries Mike deserves to be heard out. Deserves a chance to cry and rage and feel those emotions someplace safe from his Reaganite father -- just as much as Will deserves to have someone who knows what they want come to him, deserves better than experimentation.

They cross the bridge from late into early by the time Mike sets off. The sun is creeping up over the horizon and Mike looks solid, certain; the dawn hints at the man he is growing up to be. Though every instinct of Steve's begs him to drive the kid home, Eddie's soft hand lingering at his hip holds him fast. They wave instead, encouraging Mike to go home and to bed before he does anything; knowing his front bike tire is already pointed toward the Byers-Hopper place.

"The first boy you ever loved, huh, Stevie?" Eddie teases before the door has even managed to click shut.

"And the last, I'm hoping, if I play my cards right."

"You were always pretty good at that. You were the only person that summer who called me by my name, except Wayne."

"It was your name." He knows that's too simple. Knows how hard Eddie has had it, continues to have it. But that summer it had been that simple, Eddie trying on names like shirts each one fitting until they didn't. "For what it's worth, I like Eddie a lot more than Excalibur."

"Oh fuck off, I was going through a fantasy knight phase. Which I know you remember."

"Right a phase, and how much longer is this fantasy 'phase' going to last?"

They're the kind of tired that makes you feel drunk, when Eddie tackles Steve and sends them both to the floor and to giggles. Eddie might not have been his bi awakening, but Steve is pretty fine with him being his everything else.

[lotus-lamps]

like father like son

hes just toji but smol

[prettyhowlett]

remembering that Wolverine is 5'3 in comic canon is so funny to me bc how am I as tall as wolverine bro

[quigzahhutt]

thinking about their size difference tonight

[buwheal]

OH!!!!! HAVE YOU CHECKED THE CYBER CAFÉ DUMPSTER by any chance? there HAS to be some leftover cake there!!!! i heard there was an event recently!!

[wilhelmsbee]

GIVE A FUCK ABOUT TRADITION, STOP IMPRESSING THE DEAD.

[tubbytarchia]

I see so so many videos and comments and discussion from people including artists expressing grievance and cringing in one way or another at modern and performance art, and all I can think is damn. That sort of art is really goddamn effective when it gets this much publicity and attention from people trying to cope because it gets under their skin so easily and not realizing the irony

At this point there's no modern or performance art I don't respect (other than ones that cause harm to animals 😐) just for being able to so effortlessly get reactions out of people. Like the "who's afraid of yellow, red and blue" paintings that to most people look like solid boring colors, 'how in the world is that art?' and all that, and yet, fittingly for its name, it gets vandalized (and is also impossible to restore because no one can replicate the intricate technique of the author). Some things never change. Godspeed modern and performance artists

[amaranthdahlia]

[all for one/one for all] wolf in sheep's clothing - rlyy short animatic lol

[5tr4wbaby]

babe wake up new hyperfixation just dropped!!

[redhoodie1723]

lando norris number one enemy now