#don’t be a freak!!!!!
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Should I wear this when I see Nosferatu??? Lol
#like where the fuck else am I gonna wear this#I love this dress soooooo much and I got it for like 10 bucks say whatttt#reblogs are ok my face isn’t in it#don’t be a freak!!!!!#only my moots and bad bitches can interact lmao#fashion#goth#goth aesthetic#grunge#grunge aesthetic#whimsigoth#alt girl#I’m wearing my sp bracelets here hnnngh#me#nosferatu#goth fashion
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
🫶
#and we r so back.#art I am back for u and rdy to draw u FREAK 🫵🫵🫵#so rusty w coloring don’t mind me btw#my art#fanart#art the clown#terrifier#terrifier 3#art#david howard thornton
4K notes
·
View notes
Text
If canon verse Dick tried the 5 senses thing on Jason to get him out of a panic spiral it would work but only because it would irritate Jason so much he would immediately snap out of it
#Dick: What are 5 things you can see#Jason: *pauses freak out* don’t fucking condescend to me right now#Dick: ok but it WORKED didn’t it 😏#Jason Todd#Dick Grayson#dc
5K notes
·
View notes
Text
#twin freaks#twin peaks#a second plane has hit the twin peaks#my special agent#special agent dale cooper#the owls are not what they seem#twin memes#twin peaks meme#twin tweets#fire walk with me#kyle maclachlan#twin peens#twin tweaks#twin peeps#twin twinks#twin peaks memes#the black lodge#black lodge#david lynch#dale cooper my beloved#please don’t make me get a job
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Guess who made even more of these stupid things
#it’s all I’m good at I guess#this and the occasional character/lore analysis#I’m not sure about some of these but whatever#I tried to include more variety but the same couple freaks kept applying#disco elysium#harry du bois#jean vicquemare#judit minot#kim kisturagi#trant heidelstam#steban the student communist#he has a tag???#lawrence garte#fuckass name#lawrence#klaasje amandou#cuno de ruyter#cunoesse#she has a last name I think but I don’t remember it#kimharry#does this count#I’ll tag it anyway#call me mañana
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
This is what madness looks like
#I don’t like all these blue bits added to his design#but.#He has such a gorgeous face#the gorgeous face I can barely draw but I’m working on it#big. big fucking horns! amazing. this is art. this is what size the horns of healthy praxian should be#we already have tf one Prowl with his 👌 teeny tiny chevron#we’re also gonna have this guy.#istg his horns are freaking massive I keep drawing them smaller than they are just out of habit haha#maccadam#transformers#prowl#tf earthspark
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
I’m at my wits fucking end
#lit tag#literature#romantacy#monster romance#sick of the cowardice!!!!#like ‘he was terrifying 6’2 with dark eyes and…. fAnGs!!!1!1!1!’ girl stfu#or the ‘I’m a freak- I want a man with WINGS don’t look at me I’m so kinky’#<- (and its the same people who think trans people are predators)#like... ma'am i want to fuck a computer from the 90s we are not the same
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
[Set in Mid-Late Hermitcraft Season 8]
In which we learn a little something about Cub, a little something about Doc, and a little something about Xisuma.
#dbhc#dbhc art#dbhc xisuma#dbhc doc#dbhc cub#docm77#hermitcraft#hermitcraft au#hermitcraft s8#xisuma#xisumavoid#cubfan135#cubfan#art escapades#I’m INSANE about s8 don’t talk to me there’s a reason this tarted as a s8 au#tw implied manipulation#dbhc s8#something about Xisuma’s swift approval#when he’s normally a freak over making sure every detail is double checked for experimental projects like the#*these*#double checking for anything that could go wrong. checking… double checking code… taking every precaution#instead of ‘yeah go for it’#subtly shifting the responsibility to doc#so he doesn’t have to worry about it#so it’s not his responsibility#he’s got so many things to do right now after all#so many shops to build so many shops to restock#his kind of uncanny chipper-ness and obliviousness. goodbye#I’m. don’t look at me or I’ll explode#don’t ask me about Xisuma or I’ll burst into tears /silly
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
eddie munson x shy fem reader
warnings: hope y’all like CHEESE, reader wears glasses
part two | part three
let’s go, don’t wait masterlist
a/n: this is incredibly self indulgent and lame but i hope y’all enjoy xx.
“You’re staring… again.”
Nancy says under her breath, which has your eyes immediately darting away and back down toward your lunch out of sheer embarrassment.
“I was not staring….” you hiss, picking at the pile of peas on your tray.
“Oh, you soooo were,” she laughs, knocking her shoulder into yours. “Why don’t you just go and talk to him?”
You let out an exasperated breath before glancing over at your best friend. She’s giving you that soft yet encouraging gaze that’s entirely Nancy.
“Why would someone like him be interested in someone like me?”
Your voice is softer, but that underlying fear bleeds through nonetheless.
“I’m just so….” you trail off, chewing on your lower lip. “Boring.”
Your eyes have drifted back over to the hellfire table, where they seem to find themselves almost every lunch period now. Totally entranced by the male sitting at the end of the table.
Eddie Munson, dungeon master and local metalhead. Also the guy you’ve been harboring the biggest crush on since your junior year.
He looks even prettier with the afternoon sun shining through the windows of the cafeteria, highlighting the warm chestnut hue of his fluffy curls. His lips are poised in an annoyed pout, fingers drumming on the table in rapid succession while he listens to Dustin’s nervous ramblings.
“He’s just so— outgoing and doesn’t give two shits what these dipshits around here think of him.”
Your lips can’t help but quirk up into a small smile when you witness him tossing a pretzel at Mike’s head.
“You are not boring,” Nancy sighs, her curls bouncing when she shakes her head. “But you’re not gonna know if something could work out between you if you don’t at least try.”
Your snort has her rolling her eyes, but yours are still transfixed on the boy in question. So much so that you haven’t noticed the way your glasses continue to slip down the bridge of your nose.
“I doubt he even knows my name, Nance.”
When your eyes suddenly catch his chocolatey brown ones, you feel mortified. You’ve been very careful about your…admiring during lunch or in between classes. But Nancy had momentarily distracted you, and now you’d been caught red handed.
Unbeknownst to you, this isn’t the first time he’s noticed your wandering gaze. Soft eyes that are filled with the utmost longing and kindness. Someone with a reputation such as Eddie Munson doesn’t have looks like that thrown his way very often.
So it’s no surprise he’s caught on.
But you don’t seem to notice the way he always glances back once you look away, dark eyes seeking out your figure in the halls. The longing of his own for you to finally meet his gaze. But your nose is either stuck in a book or those pretty eyes are trained on your feet.
It was maddening.
You quickly break his curious stare and jump to your feet, missing the way he shoots up from his own chair. You sling your backpack over your shoulder and leave your tray abandoned.
“I gotta go…I’ll see you later, Nance,” you say before she even has time to protest, keeping your head down as you make your way toward the exit.
Mentally still kicking yourself for being caught gawking at him like some bumbling idiot. But your heart leaps into your throat when you hear the slapping of sneakers on the linoleum behind you.
Before you can even process what’s happening you all but collide into a denim clad chest, gasping softly when his arms slip around your waist to catch you before you almost stumble backwards onto your ass.
“Whoa, easy there,” he chuckles, those same pouty lips quirking up into a lopsided grin. “Didn’t mean to scare ya…”
When he releases you, your whole body deflates— already missing the warmth of his palms. Even if it was only for a fleeting moment.
“Uh…sorry, did you need something?” you ask, unable to hide the confusion in your tone.
He purses his lips, twisting his rings on his fingers in almost a nervous manner.
Why would he be nervous?
“I just had a question is all…” he mumbles, “and honestly, I’ve been meaning to ask you this for a while now.”
And your heart nearly stops when he carefully pushes your glasses back up the bridge of your nose.
“You free tonight?”
#the freak writes 🫧#idk if this is any good#but I’m yearning so#my series: let’s go- don’t wait 🫧#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson x fem!reader fluff#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x you
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
It starts with Shang Qinghua, as many unpleasant things do.
“Come on, Cucumber-bro,” He whines, lying on Shen Qingqiu’s floor and eating Shen Qingqiu’s snacks. “Do you have to go? You promised you’d read my draft, remember?”
“I do.” Shen Qingqiu says. “And I will. Later. I promised I’d help Binghe with his hair before he has to leave for his trip today.”
“You gotta get all the way back to the demon realm just to do his hair before he leaves again?”
“Yes.”
“Aw, bro. I’m sorry.”
Shen Qingqiu snaps his fan shut. He doesn’t like his tone.
“Why?”
“What?” Shang Qinghua blinks up at him from his position on the floor.
“Why are you sorry?” Shen Qingqiu repeats, slowly.
“Well, because you have to interrupt your evening to placate my clingy son?”
Shen Qingqiu isn’t sure what exactly about Airplane’s wording bothers him so much, but he doesn’t let it stop his ire.
“You think I prefer your company to my husband’s?” He hisses. Shang Qinghua sits up abruptly.
“Oh, shit, bro.” He mumbles, sounding apologetic. “I didn’t mean it like that. I know you love him and all.”
Does he? Not that Shen Qingqiu cares, of course, but- does he?
“Do you?”
“Yeah, it was hard to miss with all the rage comments and well, uh. Suicides?” Shang Qinghua laughs awkwardly and Shen Qingqiu opens his fan once again. “It’s just that I get that it must be hard for you to put up with his quirks sometimes?”
What quirks! Shen Qingqiu grips his fan tighter. Sure, Binghe can get a bit sticky and is prone to crying, but what’s so quirky about it? And who’s talking! As if Mobei-jun is a completely normal choice of a partner. Shen Qingqiu scoffs and moves to stand up.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He snaps. “Binghe’s perfectly normal. I enjoy spending time with him.”
“Of course you do.” Shang Qinghua nods hurriedly, also scrambling up to his feet. “Don’t be mad, Cucumber-bro. I didn’t mean to offend you!”
Shen Qingqiu know that. He didn’t mean to offend him, no. He meant to commiserate. Because, apparently, he thinks Shen Qingqiu must be tired of Luo Binghe.
“I’m leaving.” He says and promptly turns around and walks out of his own house. Binghe wouldn’t like it that he left his martial uncle in bamboo house unsupervised, but it’s either that or beating Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu hasn’t yet formulated a reason inside his buzzing and spluttering mind for why he needs to do that.
Shen Qingqiu is still trying to understand what exactly about the conversation with Shang Qinghua addles him so much as he walks towards the designated meeting spot. Luo Binghe should be there soon to pick him up and take them both to the underground palace. When they last talked – just that night, in a shared dream – Luo Binghe asked if he could visit Shen Qingqiu in their bamboo house as he has some free time before he has to continue on his business, but Shen Qingqiu wanted to be alone with his husband for the short time that they would have, and he’s rarely left alone while on Qing Jing Peak.
“Shizun!” He hears, as almost reaches the stairs. He slows down, allowing Ning YingYing to catch up to him, but doesn’t stop completely. Binghe might already be waiting.
“What is it, YinYing?” He asks, smiling indulgently at his disciple.
“Why is Shizun leaving?” Ning YingYing pouts. “Didn’t he say that he’ll stay for a few days more?”
“Your Shizun will be back shortly.” Shen Qingqiu rolls his eyes, but his smile is still present. See, Airplane-bro? All his disciples are sticky! Luo Binghe is not worse than anyone else. Well, if only just a little. “This Shizun just has a meeting with your shidi.”
“Ah, A-Luo is back? When will this one get to see him?”
“Luo Binghe is very busy, so he won’t be coming to Qing Jing Peak just yet.” Shen Qingqiu says, stopping at the top of the stairs and looking downward. Binghe isn’t there yet.
“So he’s stealing Shizun all to himself?” Ning YingYing pouts again, but this time her eyes are sparkling with amusement. “Isn’t A-Luo the sweetest?”
And then it dawns on Shen Qingqiu. He quickly sends Ning YingYing back and starts his trip down the stairs, lost in thought. He’s taking Shizun all to himself. You have to interrupt your evening to placate my clingy son. They say it as if it wasn’t Shen Qingqiu who insisted on meeting somewhere else, so they could be alone. As if he didn’t insist on being interrupted whenever Luo Binghe had a minute to spare during his trip.
Because even if they know that Shen Qingqiu cares for Luo Binghe, they are certain that Luo Binghe cares for him more. More to the point of being annoying, even?
Shen Qingqiu sees red. He’s furious with Airplane, of course, because he started it, but most of all he’s furious at himself. Sure, he isn’t as shameless as his husband to declare his love left and right, but did he really let his cold and aloof facade lead people to believe that he is not madly in love with his husband?
Did he lead Luo Binghe to believe that, too?
Shen Qingqiu doesn’t notice the stairs end and almost stumbles, when his foot meets the ground sooner than he anticipated. A strong arm catches him around the waist.
“Shizun.” His husband breathes out and draws him closer, hugging him as if they’ve been apart for months instead of days. Shen Qingqiu is frozen in his arms.
That’s it, isn’t it? Luo Binghe never hesitates to show his feelings. But Shen Qingqiu’s thin face is not an indicator that he loves his husband less! It’s just that-
“Shizun?” Luo Binghe leans away, arms still circling his waist. His brow is furrowed, just a bit. Starry eyes are already watering from Shen Qingqiu's lack of response. How on earth could someone not love this man with their whole heart?
“Binghe.” Shen Qingqiu says, unable to hold the question back a moment longer. “Do you think you love me more than I love you?”
Luo Binghe’s arms drop. He takes a stumbling step back. His perfect, beautiful face freezes completely, not showing a single emotion. A second later tears start rolling down his cheeks.
“Binghe?” Shen Qingqiu takes his husband’s hand and squeezes lightly. “Are you okay?”
“Shizun said-” Binghe chokes, still looking at him without as much as blinking. “He said he loves…?”
Then, the dam breaks and Luo Binghe starts sobbing in earnest. Shit. Has he ever said the L word before? Shen Qingqiu swears on his own grave – on all of his graves – to never let the shame overtake him again.
“So, you do?” He asks, heartbroken and ashamed. He truly is an abominable husband.
“I do!” Binghe cries. “Of course I do. How can there be a love greater than my love for Shizin?”
How? Shen Qingqiu would love for Luo Binghe to see his old room right now. That’d show him how.
“What about my love, huh?” He snaps, fighting an urge to stomp his foot. “Why can’t it be greater?”
Binghe must realize his mistake. He hastily wipes his face and shakes his head.
“Of course this one knows Shizun cares for him! Shizun’s shown this one so much kindness, has been so generous, and-”
“No!” Shen Qingqiu feels his cheeks grow hot. “I don’t just care for you. I love you. I love my husband.”
Luo Binghe stares at him and doesn’t say anything for a very long time.
“Shizun?” He says, finally. “Did you happen to come across any interesting plants recently?”
Oh for fuck’s sake!
“I’m not under any influence!” Shen Qingqiu huffs.
“Do you mind if I…?”
“Go for it.”
A second later Shen Qingqiu feels the blood parasites start fretting. It’s not the most pleasant feeling, but if it’ll make his husband stop humiliating him, he’ll take it happily.
“Shizun is healthy.” Luo Binghe says dumbly. “But then why would he say that?”
“Because it’s the truth!” Shen Qingqiu cries. “Why is it so hard to believe? Why do everybody, including my own husband, keep suggesting that I don’t feel as strongly about Binghe as Binghe does about me?”
“Did Liu Qingge say something?” Luo Binghe asks, eyes narrowing.
“No!” Shen Qingqiu rolls his eyes. “But I’m sure he would, if he had a chance. Because apparently, I don’t look in love!”
Luo Binghe’s face is quite red, Shen Qingqiu notices.
“But they’ll see.” He continues. “Ang you! You’ll see too, Binghe.”
“I’ll see?”
“Yes.” Shen Qingqiu nods decidedly. He knows how to fanboy, okay? Binghe’s cooking and fretting and gift lavishing won’t stand a chance against Shen Qingqiu’s skill. “Take me home this instant. I have posters to paint.”
“Posters?”
“Now, Binghe!”
Luo Binghe squeaks and reaches for Xin Mo. Shen Qingqiu jumps through the portal before it even fully opens.
#oofff I needed to let it out#they don’t match each other’s freaks#sqq is freakier#he’s obsessed okay?#svsss#svsss fic#svsss au#svsss fanfiction#luo binghe#shen qingqiu#bingqiu
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Your drunk aunt at Christmas who struggles to cope with the fact that Santa isnt real
#my art#rumi#freak thang#worlds worst comic#don’t get used to this toddler freak thang design i dont think i like it
674 notes
·
View notes
Text
CONCLAVE 2024
I know it isn’t the same but since we don’t have the vape gifs yet I thought maybe this could hold you guys over 🚬
#it so so fucked up that we don’t have Tedesco vape sets yet#nobody needs them more than me#obsessed with the flamboyant freak#conclave 2024#conclave movie#ralph fiennes#conclave#catholic priest#stanley tucci#the pope#conclave fanart#cardinal tedesco
654 notes
·
View notes
Text
actually, daniel molloy is so real. cause if i offered to get on my knees for a guy and he telepathically shoved me to my knees, i would get a boner too
#ignore the context of the scene it’s fine#he's fine we're all fine#daniel’s a freak he’s into it#interview with the vampire#iwtv#devil's minion#danmand#armandaniel#iggy’s bullshit#don’t be afraid just start the tape
982 notes
·
View notes
Note
May we have some headcanons on you Weretrap Oswald please?
He collects batteries, spare arcade game parts and other trinkets that might be useful. He’s mostly looking for them during nightmare hallucination episodes ⚙️🪛✨
#pix doodles#fnaf#fnaf oswald#fnaf into the pit#weretrap au#it calms his anxiety ok 🥺#I like to think his parents hide stuff around the house when he’s going thru that so he can stay there distracted xD#otherwise he goes to the mill or the pizzeria looking for stuff#Jeff don’t mind him :v but they’re worried anyone will see him and freak out >>;
847 notes
·
View notes
Text
something something gman tommy something something gordon in stasis. you know how it is.
#GOD TUMBLR ATE THE FUCKING QUALITY. JESUS CHRIST.#This is a lil rough lookin cos it’s uhhhh . One it’s like a month old and 2 it took me like an hour w no real thought or effort#Anyway#I Feel Normal . Im normal. It’s whatever#THIS IS BASED ON NOTHING . other than this has been haunting me. The hypotheticaaaallllllsssssss aaauuughhhhhhbhhh#hl2vrai#hlvrai#tommy coolatta#should. I tag ol gordon here ?#I dont. Know. I don’t wanna Fuck up th hl tag#whatever.#hlvrai 2#gordon freeman#gordon feetman#hlvrai gordon#hlvrai tommy#If they do do smth w stasis it’ll fuck me up so bad cos. ONE .#that means Gordon never got to go home. fucked up. Fucked up#TWO . It’s so. AUIUHGHH. It’s one thing w like. in the hl2 canon of Gman this like. Mysterious freak fuckin around w Gordon#Where it’s just an uncaring omnipotent Guy taking you in and out of limbo as he pleases#but with like. Dr coomer specifically tryna contact Gordon and TOMMY BEING GMAN. FUCK. it’s like. Now it’s your friends.#now it’s your friends who need you and are trying to help you along. putting you into place. THERES SO MUCH MORE WEIGHT THERE#this might be me reaching but it’s like. ohhhh my god#wgatever. What the fuck ever#EDIT: SOMEONE JST POINTED THIS OUT AND THIS WASNT ON PURPOSE I SWEAR TO GOD. HES KINDA IN TH FUCKED UP VR CROUCH POSE. FUCK . FUCK
2K notes
·
View notes