#but 3 labs??? come on

[stinkybrowndogs]

My late grandma would always buy me a new ornament each year, and because we were both dog people they were all puppy themed ;-; i dont know if they are making the same collection anymore, but i might try and find the years i am missing.

(There is also a chocolate lab i forgot to take his pic) ...they r my favorite ornaments... i want to keep the puppy tradition going. I need a border collie (my grandmas favorite dog breed) and a gsp

I think 2010 is the last one i have? .... to ebay i go

[anotherdarkiboi]

Guys, is it gay to tenderly hold the man who both completes and ruins you and who you went to the edge of the world/universe for right before you die together?

[kaiserouo]

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He's learning to be a hunter

[yesloulou]

brought to you by the genius tags via @dannyric333 <3

[carolperkinsexgirlfriend]

Steddie Upside-Down AU Part 87

Part 1 Part 86

Mom’s hovering in front of the door, a knife in her hand, trying to get the rest of them to get away from the window. It’s not working. If anything, Max’s nose only presses more firmly to the glass with every request she makes.

Will’s hovering just behind her, desperate to keep Steve and Eddie in his line of sight. He can just barely see the wisp of a curl through the side window of the van, bouncing as Eddie moves around inside.

He squints, trying to keep the hair in sight as the movement becomes more erratic.

Will hears glass breaking just as he loses sight of Eddie entirely, wisps and all.

He rushes past his Mom, using the weight of his body to open the door, even as she stands in the way. It’s almost involuntary, a compulsion to follow the thread that Eddie’d pulled him by.

“Will, don’t!” she cries, but it’s too late. He’s out, and through.

Mike calls after him, too, and there’s the sound of tennis shoes stampeding out of the house behind him. Will only hopes he’s not leading them all to their impending doom.

Bodies slump into the driveway, none of them human. They’re like if the Demogorgon had followed a different evolutionary chain. Dustin would find it fascinating. Will just wants Eddie and Steve back.

Wayne’s still standing sentry, looking out across the street, waiting for more monsters to creep in from the darkness, Barbara by his side.

Shielding the entrance to the van, is El.

“El!” It’s Mike, because it always is. He sounds so genuinely elated that something curdles and dies in his throat. He swallows it down, hopes it decomposes in his stomach, so he never has to look directly at it. “You came!”

El smiles, happily at Mike, then around to all of them. “Of course.” She looks over at Max, and she’s frowning now, that way she does when she doesn’t understand something. It used to happen all the time. Now, it’s rare.

Will doesn’t care, can’t when Eddie’s too quiet in the van somewhere Will can’t see. He pushes past her, too.

There’s a misshapen, monstrous foot sticking out of the broken window. He stares at it for a second before swinging the door open. It wrenches the foot strangely, makes it crack and tear with the resistance of the door before it breaks free, black blood flowing like the thing’s still alive. 

It stays still. 

Will looks past it, and finds Eddie’s pale face.  

There’s glass in his hair, and his palms are bleeding where they’re held in front of him, but he’s breathing. Alive. And he’s looking up at El like she’s answered all his prayers. Will and Eddie have been sharing the same prayers from the same broken pews for so long that for a second, Will thinks Steve is back. 

He scrambles over the dead thing blocking his entrance. It’s cold against his palms, flesh barely giving as he crawls hand over feet atop it. But, Steve’s still just sitting there, blinking, Carol huddled into his side like he can protect her, even like this.

“Steve needs your help,” Eddie says, plaintive. Begging with both voice and unblinking eyes, gaze locked on El’s own until she breaks it to look at where Steve still sits, unbothered.

Her brow furrows, eyes squinting like she’s peeling off layers of skin and meat to get to whatever’s underneath. “He’s lost?” she asks.

Carol is squinting at El like the words aren’t clicking for her. She looks back to Steve, then back to El, brow furrowing with anger.

Eddie nods. Will clears his throat. “Not like last time,” he clarifies. “He’s here, but his mind isn’t.”

El nods, decisive. “I will help.”

“What the hell are you all talking about!” Carol demands, even as people scatter around her, setting up for El’s latest rescue mission. “He’s right there!”

She’s not looking at Will, though. She’s looking at Eddie like it’s all his fault. Still, when Steve doesn’t say anything, her lip wobbles as she turns and asks, “right Steve?”

He doesn’t answer, even as she calls again. Will looks away when she bites her lips, eyes wide.

It’s easier this time. They don’t have to break into the school, don’t have to find a pool. El just sits cross-legged in front of Steve on the carpet, careful to stay away from the broken glass and the dead thing. Mike covers her eyes with Wayne’s flannel while the man himself switches the radio dial until he finds one with enough white noise to satisfy.

He can’t quite tune out the murmured conversation between Eddie and Carol, though, no matter how hard he tries. Eddie explains, in clipped, emotionless words, that something, one of the monsters from the other place she’d just gotten a taste of, has taken over Steve. 

“But we’re getting him back?” she asks, voice shrill and breaking, contrasting with Eddie’s own even tone. A veteran to the newbie in the warzone. 

Will, suddenly, feels terribly old. 

“Quiet now,” El demands. 

Eddie looks away from Carol without answering. There is no answer to that question when they’re all subsisting off hope, and not much else.

“Tell him we’re coming, okay?” Eddie asks. He’s looking down at his own bloody palms now, like he can’t bear to look at their last bastion of hope and wait for it to flame and go out. 

“Ask ‘im how to stop the thing taking ‘im over,” Wayne interjects. 

Eddie’s lip wobbles. Will knows how he feels. He doesn’t want Steve to know, if he’s in there at all, that they don’t know what to do. Neither does Will. He wants to save Steve. He always wants to save Steve.

But, Eddie finally looks up, meeting Will’s eyes before nodding. The movement knocks a tear free, but his voice sounds clear when he says, “Ask him how we kill the fucker.”

El nods, shoulders settling as she reaches out to take Steve’s hand. The white noise blankets them all. Will settles down to wait. 

That’s what they always do, when Steve is dying: they wait. This time is no different. 

Part 88

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[maraschinotopped]

heres another piece i wanted to make as pendog fanart! the original idea was to post this with the first piece but well. i did not finish it. because of the hecate curse.

[cayliecoltrane]

Etho fanart this time!!!! Volume on!!! This one took so much work. Reference clip where the melody is transcribed from:

Gifs and clips taken from these pages:

@bucket-of-amethyst , tumblr

@snowywinterday , tumblr

@mcwhytubers , tumblr

@chtoya , tumblr

@briefle , tumblr

Terabyte, YouTube

[fatuismooches]

The idea of reader not fearing Dottore at all is so funny to me😭😭 esp. when they come to scold him, probably happens often because he just! refuses! to rest!

Every time this happens fatui soldiers drop whatever they're doing just to look observe you two, it's not every day you see someone giving a lecture to a 2nd ranked harbinger! even Dottore's own segments do the same

I think fatuis who work under Dottore will still fear them, but less when you're here. More to be said - if something happens to Doctor, you're the first person they come to

Look, if you want to kiss the crazy doctor man, you gotta match the crazy doctor man's energy. Which means you have to be able to stand your ground throughout it all. Nothing new for you though since this has been happening for several hundred years 😀 You try not to do it in front of other people but sometimes things have to be said. The Fatui just have to make sure they don't outwardly react to your statements otherwise they probably won't see the light of day again.

The regular Fatuis do admire you a lot, simply because of your incredible ability to speak to their Harbinger like that with no consequences lol, they've already pieced together what your relationship with him is and they find you fascinating yet also kinda terrifying at the same time, because how did you even find yourself in that position?? A lot of them want to talk to you but they really can't otherwise they know Dottore would kill them 💀 But they're just glad they have the option to report to you instead of the Doctor.

[pallases]

IM FREEEEEE

[clodiuspulcher]

today im thinking about malaria in ancient rome.

about the fact that P. falciparum (the most dangerous kind of malaria) was likely endemic at least from the 2nd century BC onward that Galen said semitertian fevers (P. falciparum infections) were more common in Rome than anywhere else in the Roman Empire that the most severe manifestations of P. falciparum (quotidian fevers + cerebral malaria) were most common in babies and young children, an epidemiological observation that indicates the transmission rate of P. falciparum was extremely high in Rome that Quintus Serenus said there was no Latin word for semitertian fevers (they used a transliteration of the Greek, 'hemitritaeos') because "no one, i think, could have named it in our language and mothers would not have wanted to"

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[peacheenie]

orghh... itemsss.... theyre all saur cutes what the freak...💥💥💥💥

also check out this stylish girl !! i had this exact dress up dog when i was younger!!! the seller put lil hair bands on her ears how cute is that... 🥺💖 she didnt come with the extra box and hat from the set but thats okay because i actually still have mine from when i was younger!! idk why that was the only thing i kept lol

[deus-ex-mona]

my five surviving braincells when something remotely good happens:

[cfrog]

LEDD Labs does not condone pranking birthday children.

[danganronpa-despairslab]

Dr Tuberosum: Hiatus may be over soon!!! The team may be working on something ooo

Also, happy 10 years to the original dangan lab au!

[myimaginationplain]

imagine: professor utonium mentoring dexter vs professor membrane mentoring mandark