#childhood dares

[tetsunabouquet]

My newest horror painting, inspired by my childhood. And before you ask, why does an embryo with mutated leeches remind you of your childhood? The mutated leeches was added by me, but the whole embryo in a jar thing, is a reference to my childhood town. It was a rather important, small countryside town that ages ago, used to be the hometown of a Markies (English speakers are more familiar with the French form of the title, Marquis). His palace is located in the city's center, and in modern day, the right wing was turnt into the local museum. Now, one Markies in particular, seemed to fit the 'European noble with a creepy obsession with science' trope, as he had an entire collection of jarred embryos, which if my mind recalls correctly included exotic species. His collection is on one of the upper floors, and they did put a screen in front of the collection, so that you have to enter that corner willingly to see the creepy stuff. We kids obviously went into that corner to prove we weren't a chicken on school trips to the museum. Ah, fun times.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The dog days are over.

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[leviathans-watching]

Just found this manga panel and absolutely will be having some insane y/n delusions over it thx

[orange-fresh]

Warning: OLD parkour Yaoi

10 likes and I might consider digitalizing this

[ace-and-ranty]

I know it's le most tired trope ever, but, "Oh no, Person A cooked all this food for Person B, but Person B is already on their way out / not coming home until late / eating out with his hoe / whatever / so they let it all go to waste!" always gets to me. How DARE you let Person A's cooking go to waste!! She spent all this time on top of the stove for you!!! EAT HER FOOD >(

[thevioletcaptain]

it's nearing midnight and once again the loudspeaker in my brain is just running "i should have said i love you too and hugged him" on an endlessly repeating loop.

[avionvadion]

I would like to take this moment to remind everyone that Jack Skellington has a habit of booping people's noses when he's encouraging them, lightly scolding them, or telling them an exciting story. (Nightmare Before Christmas, Kingdom Hearts 2) Do with this information what you will.

I just know in my heart if he booped the Twisted Wonderland boys' noses they would hate it. It's such an endearing little quirk he has but it would tick off the majority of them so hard.

[asillyartist]

[laurapetrie]

"She was not of this earth. If you could imagine a fairy flying off, it was Dare." - Jeanne Frank on Dare Wright

[himedanshicult]

i am v beyond tired w people justifying whatever grotesquely reactionary stance that they use to attack and abuse other people by saying that it is informed by trauma or triggers or whatever. last time somebody tried to go that route w me i had to restrain the urge to say "too fucking bad" and frankly i shouldn't have showed restraint lol

[mikeellee]

Violence the heroes use and what Izuku can use

I saw a post rightfully calling out the heroes for the violence they use. but it made me think...when they mentioned how Izuku used violence too, especially against Gentle...

What Izuku was supposed to do in that situation?

Izuku uses strength and violence, and I agree he can be more aggressive with villains, but never with people who actively try to hurt him.

But like villains are villains, I know fandom thinks they want a grey morality, want nuanced villains but all the villains in the story are loons who love killing.

Gentle? Yes, I like him. I do think he is the exception. But he invaded UA for no reason, he just wanted to make a name for himself. That´s it.

His stint at UA could have hurt someone but...he would get fame.

"Ah, so you think this excuse brutality on the villains?"

NO

But let me ask you this: Why are you ok with the villain going for the kill but hate the hero to do the same?

Heroes shouldn´t kill and if that is necessary...then it should have consequences, not a fan of how ...Mirko joins the hero's side to hurt villains. Not a fan of how Izu can only express anger against villains...and not a fan of how villains are so white and black.

What is a hero in MHA? I don´t know but I know for sure Hori made Izuku the odd duck.

Even when Izu is only allowed to be mad with villains, you can't forget how the villains in question weren't doing petty crimes "Oh he threw the paper on the ground"

Also, the canon shows how if Izu had killed Shig...he would be rewarded. I think about this a lot...Not bc I hate Shig or I wanted him dead, but bc what mean spirit and lazy thing to do with your mc.

Izu suffers violence in the first chapter, the writer wants you to ignore this.

Shig suffers violence too, the author adds as a shock.

No one of them gets anything nice.

One is dead, and the other may be delulu still thinking he is a hero.

[im-secretly-a-frog]

Did anyone else get really disappointed when Mulan changed back?

Yeah, we were robbed of the gay transmasc love story we deserved.

[somebluemelodies]

okay but like… if spiderbit did know each other as kids, there’s such a painful irony in q!Cellbit telling q!Roier in his vows that as soon as he saw his smile, he knew he wouldn’t forget it

head in fucking hands bro IMAGINE

[firefistjaigio]

I love when artists draw nami's scar from arlong park

[blushweddinggowns]

The first thing Steve could hear when he woke up was yelling. A lot of yelling. 

It was hard to even make out what they were saying through the collective noise, but he could at least recognize Eddie’s voice, “You little assholes said we were going to the hospital!”

“We will! Right after we finish the plan!”

Eddie was fuming, Steve could tell just from the tone of his voice. Though it usually took a lot to make him that angry. What the hell could have happened?

“I swear to God,” Eddie hissed, “When this is all over I am kicking all of your asses.”

Steve groaned, shifting his head. It hurt like a bitch, like someone had taken a bat to it. But the voices around him were getting clearer and clearer. 

"Shut the fuck up!” Eddie hissed out, venomous enough for it to actually work on most of them, “I think he's waking up. Baby, can you hear me?”

"Why do you keep calling him that?!" That was Mike, Steve was sure. 

"Why the fuck do you think?!"

As much as Steve loved the sound of Eddie’s voice, he’d really appreciate it if he toned it down a little. He opened his mouth to tell him just that, but all that came out was a pained whine. He felt cool hands go to his face, gentle as he murmured, “Sorry, Stevie. I’m here, are you okay? Can you hear me?”

Steve slowly blinked his eyes open, cringing at how that just made his head pound worse. Eddie was hovering above him, petting his hair from his spot in his lap, looking like he was on the verge of tears, “Eddie?"

"Oh thank god,” Eddie said, voice cracking near the end, “Are you okay? How’s your head?"

“Hurts,” Steve whimpered, struggling to sit up. Eddie scrambled to help him, easily lifting him by his arms pits and into his lap. Steve let his head fall onto his shoulder, grimacing at the lights flashing by. His head was fucking pounding, hard enough to make spots cloud all over his vision. But then Eddie’s arms were around him, subtly rocking him back and forth, instantly comforting.  

But then Mike was yelling again, “Is he cheating on my sister?!”

Steve cringed at the noise, eyes still struggling to adjust to the difference in light. 

“Just give him a second,” Eddie seethed back, his hand rubbing up and down Steve’s back, “He probably has a concussion.”

Steve brought a hand up to his forehead, a futile attempt to rub the pain away before asking, "What’s happening?”

He was at least starting to be able to see again. He looked up at Eddie who was gnawing on his bottom lip. He looked weirdly guilty like he just knew he was about to be in for it. He coughed, “A lot of things are happening, but they can wait. How do you feel?”

He felt confused, despite his vision fully clearing. He was just about to say as much when he stopped, eyes drifting down to Eddie’s chest. Had his shirt always been that red? With a trembling hand Steve reached out to touch it, eyes widening when his fingers came back wet. It was blood. Eddie was bleeding. 

The sight of his boyfriend hurt was enough to snap him right out of his pained haze. He started trying to find where it was coming from, voice near hysterical when he asked, “Are you okay?” 

Eddie stopped his wandering hands, holding them in his own, voice soft, “Hey, hey, I’m fine. Don’t worry, it’s not mine.”

Okay. Okay, Eddie was fine. And Steve wasn’t dying so things could officially be worse. Steve could work with that. He needed to catch up with what the fuck was happening here. It was getting a little easier to think and to see. Steve looked around, vision still a bit blurry but clear enough for him to be confused. They were in a car, with the kids? But why were they in a car? Whose car was this? And if Eddie was in the backseat with him….then who the hell was driving? 

He leaned forward, struggling a little against Eddie’s hold before he caught a glimpse of who was in the driver’s seat. 

Steve’s mouth fell open, before what sounded suspiciously as a screech came out of his mouth, “Is Max driving?!” 

“Baby calm down! I was driving at her age, it’s fine!” Eddie said right as she mows down a freaking mailbox. 

That was not nearly as comforting as Eddie thought it was. Steve stared at him, incredulous when he asked,  “What the fuck happened!?”

“Billy almost killed you!” Dustin piped up, “And then Eddie came in and he like freaked out and it was awesome!”

“Yeah!” Lucas agreed, gestures wild as he tried to reenact his description, “It was crazy! He like sliced his face open and then he got him on the ground like had his arm on his neck and then knife in the other hand and-”

“And there was blood like everywhere,” Dustin went on, just as imaginative with his demonstration as Lucas, “And Billy started screaming and then Max stabbed him with the needle and we had to tackle Eddie off of him or I think he would have killed him-”

Eddie leaned over, quickly clamping a hand over Dustin’s mouth, eyes flitting between him and Steve, “I will do anything you want if you just stop talking.”

“So you won’t kick our asses after all of this?” Lucas asked, “And you’ll help us burn the tunnels?”

“I-okay,” Eddie took a deep breath before continuing, like he was really capable of an explanation that would suddenly make all this shit not insane, “Angel, I kind of lost the plot when I found you beaten into unconsciousness, alright? I was too worried about you to think straight.”

“So you almost killed someone, got swindled by kids to do this stupid fucking plan, all while letting a twelve-year-old drive?”

“I-yes,” Eddie admitted, at least having the good grace to look guilty, “That about sums it up.”

Jesus Christ. 

From the newest chapter of this fic!

[lessnowon]

anyways, i'm just dropping by to say fuck jk rowling and that snape being romantically in love with lily is really stupid when it would be more narratively and thematically consistent (and, frankly, more compelling) if his love for her was familial