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The books reveal that Ford is actually a secret partier
(Available as a print on my Etsy Shop)
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#doctorsiren#gravity falls#the book of bill#billford#journal 3#stanford pines#bill cipher#jheselbraum the unswerving#gravity falls fanart#digital art#my art#procreate#RAHH MY LOVE FOR MAKING MIDCENTURY-STYLE ART AT TIMES CAME IN SUPER HANDY#I think I surprised myself here 😳#(also don’t take this as shipping him and Jhes 😭💀 that’s his space fish mom 😁)#in the book of bill. obviously he and bill get drunk that time#and then in the 3rd journal#it says that after Jhes told him he had the face of the man who would defeat bill (meaning stanley lmao)#he ‘was so excited’ that he and Jhes ‘spent the entire night partying and drinking cosmic sand’#it’s funny bc Jhes is described as speaking with a steely resolve and is very calm#so it’s silly to me to picture her partying haha#I might make this one a print as well bc I really love how it looks#I’ll print it out tomorrow and decide if it’ll work well enough :) if it does I’ll put it on my shop#😭 the bill…his thumb is backwards BUT THATS NOT MY FAULT THATS LITERALLY HOW IT IS IN THE BOOK OF BILL PAGE THAT I REFERENCEDTHIS FROM WAHH#he can do whatever he wants ig
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Look for anything (or anyone) that could be familiar
For part two:
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#ARCEUS THEY WERE NOT DONE WITH THEIR CONVERSATION YET THAT IS RUDE!!!#submas#ingo#warden ingo#Subway boss Ingo#Subway master Ingo#Akari#pokemon Akari#pokemon legends arceus#PLA#pokemon#reblog game#?? i think?#I still don’t know what these are called lol#waywardstationart#I cut the dialogue on here so much shorter than I wanted to#Ingo and Akari’s last conversation would get to so much more than this#but hey I have a ten panel limit#and we are here to play a game and look at drawings#not read paragraphs of exposition#that’s what my fanfics are for haha#ANYWAYS HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS#made the likes and reblogs kinda high to give me some time to figure this out#it is 3am as I’m posting this now I sleep
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friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me
#It’s just so different#even though it’s public it still feels secret and safe. i feel comfy sharing a lot more on here than I do in my actual day to day life lol#in my head I’m also just speaking to myself 90% of the time which helps#if a friend off tumblr saw my thoughts I’d feel so weird ab it#esp bc they might get the vagueposting about certain situations and tell mutual friends#no thank u. this is for me. I’m not about to start censoring my thoughts bc someone I know knows my tumblr#u guys literally saw me have LIVE BREAKDOWNS#meanwhile I’ll have the worst fucking day in history and tell no one about it. I’m already cripplingly private but way more so in real life#this is basically a low stress journaling outlet for me. it’s so important for me to maintain the separation#like this is actually my diary & has been so handy for letting out emotions / articulating thoughts / staying on track !!#& I’ve met so many kind people on here who actually get me. which is so hard to find irl bc I’m surrounded by pre-med gunners/overachievers#who are by standard not very good w emotion & can be competitive/judgmental. or at least it’s hard for me to be vulnerable in front of them#and I’m part of that crowd so I reserve my emotions only to a handful of very close friends#it’s nice to hop on here and express negative emotions!! or positive emotions!! just whatever I want and it’s low stress and people get me#I don’t have to worry about judgment or competitiveness etc etc#like everyone on here is so kind & nice & understanding. & just a breath of fresh air from the types I run w. it’s just nice to have this#so idk that’s why I think I’ll always be strict about keeping the worlds separate. it just works#p
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Prompt 254
So. Danny might have accidentally become a bit of a cryptid. He didn’t mean to, but he’d become a bit nocturnal- like many an Amity Parker- and it wasn’t his fault that he couldn’t be bothered to make sound when he was tired. Or pretend to breathe or, okay, he could see why he kept freaking people out at the grocery store he kept going to.
But it wasn’t his fault! He has to get food too! And really is it anyone else’s business? Seriously he thought that people wouldn’t be so surprised with how much magic is everywhere. Like you’d think they’d never seen someone who wasn’t fully human before or something.
Oh great, there’s a journalist at the grocery store now- he’s going to ignore that and finish his shopping and then continue his online work. Ooh, and eat icecream. He deserves it for potentially putting up with this.
Oh, it’s a little baby reporter, first couple of article thing. Adorable.
#Prompts#DCxDP#DPxDC#Clark (early in his journalism career & sent to check out this ‘haunted’ grocery store):#Clark: *Hearing what is definitely Not a human heartbeat#Clark: Oh Rao that is not a ghost (If only he knew)#Clark: Is this potential friend#Danny (Slightly eldritch): Oh a haunting? Nah I don’t think the store is haunted unless someone died here lol#Clark & Danny talk about stars#Clark: Is this fellow alien hiding??#Danny: Oh yeah everyone back home can be pretty crazy- I just wanted to get some microwave food#Clark ends up this funky boi semi-adopted by all these Amity Parkers#Yes they all give off uncanny valley vibes#Making Clark give off the most normal dude ever vibes when around them#It’s wonderful for his secret identity#Danny squinting at alien hero who appears: Hold up that’s grocery-writer man Clark#Yes Danny & co are adults lol
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Instead of writing a fanfic like a normal person this oneshot turned into two separate, contextless things,
#sorry it’s how my brain works (sometimes can only see things in terms of tv scene-)#tumblr exclusive video fancy…#dcmk#my art#(quietly coughing and spluttering) OK alright I can feel the creative brain explosion slowing down. geez#coughs.#nyways. weird that there hasn’t really been a main case where poison is involved in a certain way#If I watch my own scribbled boards for too long im gonna get too embarrassed to post. Send post#Subarus hair is still infuriating by the way like take that off your normal hair is easier. The beanie is easier#you like Have to have the side corners on this haircut or it doesn’t look right#anyways. shiho ptsd moments I think she kind of gets irritated that shinichi doesn’t react the same so when he does she gets like#weirded out and vindicated and a little protective. Like woah wait. Love that you understand me rn don’t like that you feel bad I am going…#to…………. ssssssssssit here about it…………………………….. uhhhh. do you want. a rubix cube to get your mind off it#I don’t want to talk about my feelings I just want you to get it. you don’t wanna talk about your feelings either which is……………. Hmmmmmm#I like her. love of my life miyano shiho#masumi sera#conan edogawa#ai haibara#akai shuichi#let conan swear. HE SWEARS A LOT BUT LET HIM SWEAR IN ENGLISH I KNOW HE KNOWS THEM#man needs his emotional support akai family they like him#rigorous trials to being approved by the akai matriarch but everyone else likes him already and have already picked him up multiple times#and shuichi would let him swear
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I’ll never forget when I was arguing with a person in favor of total prison abolition and I asked them “what about violent offenders?” And they said “Well, in a world where prisons have been abolished, we’ll have leveled the playing field and everyone will have their basic needs met, and crime won’t be as much of an issue.” And then I was like “okay. But…no. Because rich people also rape and murder, so it isn’t just a poor person thing. So what will we do about that?” And I don’t think they answered me after that. I’m ashamed to say I continued to think that the problem was that I simply didn’t understand prison abolitionists enough and that their point was right in front of me, and it would click once I finally let myself understand it. It took me a long time to realize that if something is going to make sense, it needs to make sense. If you want to turn theory into Praxis (I’m using that word right don’t correct me I’ll vomit) everyone needs to be on board, which mean it all needs to click and it needs to click fast and fucking clear. You need to turn a complex idea into something both digestible and flexible enough to be expanded upon. Every time I ask a prison abolitionist what they actually intend to do about violent crime, I get directed to a summer reading list and a BreadTuber. It’s like a sleight-of-hand trick. Where’s the answer to my question. There it is. No wait, there it is. It’s under this cup. No it isn’t. “There’s theory that can explain this better than I can.” As if most theory isn’t just a collection of essays meant to be absorbed and discussed by academics, not the average skeptic. “Read this book.” And the book won’t even answer the question. The book tells you to go ask someone else. “Oh, watch this so-and-so, she totally explains it better than me.” Why can’t you explain it at all? Why did you even bring it up if you were going to point me to someone else to give me the basics that you should probably already know? Maybe I’m just one of those crazy people who thinks that some people need to be kept away from the public for everyone’s good. Maybe that just makes me insane. Maybe not believing that pervasive systemic misogyny could be solved with a UBI and a prayer circle makes me a bad guy. But it’s not like women’s safety is a priority anyway. It’s not like there is an objective claim to be made that re-releasing violent offenders or simply not locking them up is deadly.
#I’m sorry#there are just people out here who need punishment and to be contained and rehabilitation will not work#like I’m one of the more insane people who thinks that you can rehabilitate anyone if they want to change and learn from their behavior#ANYONE#but there are people out here who do not and will not ever want it#and those people shouldn’t get a pass because you read incomplete abolitionist theory once#and now you think that a UBI would solve everything#that’s the thing about most abolitionists that I’ve noticed#once you press them on the hard shit#they go#well there are some good books on the subject#there are some other creators#okay#and what have those other books and creators said?#Tee Noir once started off a video telling people not to ask her to defend her defense of prison abolition#they should just ‘Google it’ she said (or something like that)#now I don’t watch Tee Noir#gothra#feminism#social justice#prison abolition#criminal justice#prison reform#tw vomit
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You guys ever think about an AU where Jason goes to hound Tim through Titans Tower, and, mid pursuit—while Tim is screaming at him about the second Robin being his hero, tryin to crawl away in a trail of blood—realizes he’s become an even worse version of his own mother, who sold him out to the Joker?
Because I do.
#the perpetual horror of genetics#and what our minds make of it#nature and nurture#Jason having an entire existential crisis in the middle of enacting his pointless vengeance#meanwhile Tim is just grateful for the momentary respite#Jason having a split second decision of ‘No I will NOT be like that monster’ and scooping Tim up#Tim thinks this is it and he’s done for#in actuality Jason is going to personally patch the replacement up if he wants to or not#Tim doesn’t know what’s happening but he’s not a fan of this do-and-don’t#he’d rather have a clear road ahead of him than this weird psych manipulation thing thanks#meanwhile Jason: I’m gonna coddle the shit out of you you little cockroach#Tim: I’m getting real mixed signals here man#jason todd#Tim drake#titans tower au#prompts#batfamily#red hood#Robin
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WE ARE | EP16
#we are#we are the series#we are series#tanfang#aou thanaboon#aouboom#boom tharatorn#my edits#weareedit#AOUBOOM MAIN LEADS WHEN???#i do appreciate them and the way they’ve been portraying tanfang#i know tan was a bit over the top 99% of the time#but every scene and touch felt so genuine#and i’m not gonna credit that to new#bc he wasn’t able to direct ppw in a way that didn’t make their kisses look a bit awkward#i know scenes have to look aesthetically pleasing in some way#and that’s why we keep having to deal the ‘no one would kiss with this much space for jesus between each other’ complaints#but like look at aouboom here#this is mostly them and their acting choices in my humble opinion#and don’t get me started on the pecks#ppw BARELY touched the other one’s lips when they had to do a peck kiss#like cmon the difference between ppw and aouboom pecks is insane#i’m sorry for picking on ppw but i’m a bit sad that some of their romantic scenes were a bit lackluster#especially that very last kiss which tbh i rather wouldn’t have seen bc it felt a bit awkward to me#but that may be just me#i need new to get a bit more frisky with kiss scenes when it comes to his directing#bc i feel like friskier kiss scenes only happen when the actors mostly do their thing after finding out what the director wants#(maybe i’m completely wrong about new but tkdkfdkddkdk)#and don’t get me wrong idgaf if there are kisses or not but if there’s a kiss scene you should commit instead of holding yourself back idk#and ppw definitely need a better director to help them achieve that bc jojo was definitely better at directing them
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Don't You Want Me (Baby?) Pt 2
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Steve and Eddie are either hooking up or dating - and are about as bad at keeping a secret as they are dealing with their feelings. (Dustin POV)
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Dustin was criss cross on the couch the next day eating a rainbow of cereal and watching Saturday morning cartoons when he saw it.
“What’s that?” He said, taking the morning paper right out from under his mother’s nose.
“Dusty!” She chided, sitting up in her recliner. “I was just getting to my horoscope.”
“Sorry, mom.” He said distantly. He read over the ad again and his grew ear to ear. This was too perfect!
Eddie’s been too busy with his dumb girlfriend to hang out with them in forever.
Well, there might be no better way to reel him back in than a Creature from The Black Lagoon re-run. Ok, it was at the drive through a town over - but Eddie literally can’t say no! He loved classic horror (even after everything they’d seen in living color.)
Dustin kept the outer page and returned the rest.
“Thanks mom! Also, Cancer’s should keep an eye out for big opportunities on the horizon.” He yelled back over his shoulder as he ran over to the phone. He paused as listen to the line ring. “And let their kid go out with his friends tonight!”
“Now where does it say that…” His mom tutted, far too used to Dustin’s Dustining to be surprised by almost anything.
“Come on…” Dustin mumbled impatiently on the fifth or sixth ring.
“Wayne here.”
“Hi Mr. Munson! It’s Dustin Henderson, is Eddie there?”
“Eds, it’s for you.” Kind of surprising his uncle was up at this hour. Usually he was sleeping in to prepare for the next nightshift. Maybe he got the rare weekend off. Good for him.
“You’ve reached The Dark Lord Baelzabub’s office, can I take a message?”
“Eddie! Right! So!” Dustin ignored him, already shooting off at 60 miles an hour. “There’s this thing going on, it’s tonight - and I swear, your gonna be off the wall when you hear about it cause they never have good stuff on out here - “ Eddie cut him off.
“Woah, there. You said tonight? Cause no can do compadre.”
“But!” Dustin sputtered. “You’re not gonna wanna miss this Eddie I’m telling you.”
“Sorry, little man. Can we do uh, I could do tomorrow. Wait actually shit, not tomorrow.”
“No, we can’t - it’s only happening tonight, if you’ll just let me tell you what it - “
“Sorry, man. I’m not gonna make it. I’m uh, I’m -“ he sighed.
“Busy.” That fucking Judas…..
“Yeeeeah. Look Henderson, I’m sorry. I’ll catch the next one ok, man. I promise.“
“Right. Yeah.” Dustin wasn’t pouting. He wasn’t.
They didn’t stay on the line long. He sighed and glared at the phone. Fuck it, fuck Eddie - they were still going. And then next week at Hellfire when Eddie asked about they’re weekend they’ll tell him how awesome it was and how much fun they had without him. Then he’ll regret blowing Dustin off.
He picked up the phone again.
“Harrington residence.” Oh right, Steve’s alleged parents were in town.
“Uh, hi. It’s Dustin Henderson. Can I talk to Steve. Please.” He said, only just managing to remember his manners.
“Steve, honey, your little friends on the phone.” Mrs. Harrington said.
“Hey man, what’s up. Wait, I’m gonna stop you right now. No I can’t give you a ride.”
Dustin sputtered indignantly.
“What you just assume I only call you when I need a favor.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. You just called to say hi.” Steve corrected himself. Then he paused, clearly waiting.
“Yeah.” Dustin huffed. “Hi.”
“Hi.” Steve repeated pleasantly.
“So uh, how’s uh, how the uh,” Dustin’s eyes darted around the room trying to latch onto something via image/word association. He made eye contact with the portrait of a calico tabby his mother had needle pointed into a throw pillow. “- your cat?”
“How’s your cat?” Steve shot back.
“Hey, woah, low blow!”
“So is this call a welfare check for my nonexistent cat or?”
“No! I, uh - your parents! They’re in town - “
“Dustin.”
“Well… - Look, ok so I thought wouldn’t Steve enjoy if we all went out tonight and - “
“And there it is. Look, I already got plans tonight: So...”
“You too?” Double Judas!
Dustin was running out of chauffeurs…
After a minute of huffing, he called Will. At least he seemed properly enthusiastic.
“One thing though. How are we supposed get all the way out there?”
“You’re gonna get Jonathan to drive us.” Dustin said confidently. Will however, hesitated.
“I’m not sure. I think he said he was going on a date with Nancy tonight.”
“Seriously?” Dustin huffed. “Jesus Christ. Well, you’re gonna convince him then.”
“I dunno.”
“Come on, Will. We’re counting on you here. All our licensed friends have betrayed and abandoned us. You gotta come through on this.” Will didn’t say anything. “Just pull the kidnapped by monsters card! Right? Say the creature feature will be therapeutic, or something!”
“Fine. I’ll ask.” Will sighed.
Will could be convincing when he needed to be. Thing is, he didn’t even really have to try. It was those damned puppy dog eyes. That’s what got Dustin, Mike, and Will in the back seat of Jonathan’s Lincoln.
They invited Lucas but he couldn’t make it after coming down with a bad case of relatives-in-town. It turned out for the best considering Nancy was occupying the passenger seat. Looking beleaguered.
Jonathan found a spot with a decent view and put the vehicle in park. He looked over to his girlfriend with a forced optimism.
“See? Not so bad.”
Nancy smiled tightly, looking at the adolescents crammed into the back. Mike made a face at her, and because it was genetically hardwired into them both, she returned it.
“Uh huh. Romantic.” She said, turning around to watch the opening credits. Will had told Dustin they were on the rocks. He might even feel a little bit guilty for intruding on date night but they were short on options here.
“Can we get snacks?” Mike asked Jonathan.
“Uh, sure. We can go over there. Did your uh, parents give you money for snacks?” Jonathan said.
Dustin and Mike shook their heads.
“Oh uh…” Jonathan fumbled with his wallet, shifting around in the coin pouch. Will very quietly looked at his shoes. Mike seemed to notice because had opened his mouth like he was about to say something to him. But then after a pause, turned back to the front.
“Actually, Jonathan got us slushies last time.” Mike said loudly.
“And he gave us money for the arcade the other week.” Dustin said, picking up quickly.
“Yeah, it’s not his turn to pay.” Mike said.
Will’s seemed to relax a little, his shoulders becoming not so tightly hunched.
“Oh. Ok.” Jonathan said, obviously somewhat relieved himself.
“It’s your turn.” Mike said, kicking that back of Nancy’s chair.
“Excuse me?” She said, turning to glare at him.
“It’s your turn to pay for the snacks. Come on, you have a job.”
“I’m not your babysitter.” She rolled her eyes. She decisively turned her back to them again.
“We should have gone with Eddie.” Mike whispered.
“Yeah well he’s, busy.” Dustin whispered back, making air quote finger bunnies. “Besides, that guy barely has money for gas. Steve wouldn’t let us starve though.”
Mike huffed, rolling his eyes at the mere mention of the guy.
Dustin settled back into his seat, looking out the window at a couple passing their car on the way back from the concession stand. He could smell the popcorn in their bucket.
Wait a minute. Is that -
No fucking way. Speak of the devil, I guess…
Dustin peered across the rows and yup, that was Eddie’s van. Hard to mistake that piece of junk for anything else that passed for road legal.
“That fucking bastard!” Dustin whispered.
‘Busy.’ Right. Busy going out to see a movie - without Dustin!
And also the rest of the party.
“Hey where are you going?” Mike said, but Dustin was already out of the car.
Mike and Will scrambled to follow him.
“Wait, where are you guys- “ Jonathan’s reaction time was a bit slow.
“They’re fine.” Nancy said.
“Ok just don’t be gone too long.” Jonathan said, ineffectually.
“Where are we going?” Mike said.
“Look.” Dustin gestured at the van, positively aggrevied.
Dustin stomped over. He could see through the window from there. Nobody was even in the front. He ditched them to come see a movie he couldn’t be bother to actually watch. Now that really grinded his gears. It was with righteous fury he banged his fist against the side of the van.
“Watch this.” He whispered. Then he dropped his voice a few octaves and with an Oscar worthy Hopper Impersonation said, “This is the police. We know what you’ve been up to.”
Mike had to bury a snicker behind his hands.
Dustin cracked a satisfied smile when he heard a yelp and the metal sounds of someone banging around in the back.
“Hey man, I know my rights - “ Eddie cracked the back door, sticking his head out. His eyes grew very wide. “Oh you can not be fucking serious….?”
Dustin couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh man, your face!” All threes boys, even Will, were snickering. At least until they heard -
“Dustin?!” From behind Eddie came an unmistakably shrill voice, positively scandalized.
Eddie grimaced. He turned his head slowly to look back over his shoulder.
“Um. Yep. Dustin. And company.”
“What the - Is that Steve?” Mike said, rather scandalized himself.
Begrudgingly, Eddie let the door swing open, revealing Steve in the back of the van sitting on a mattress and a pile of blankets.
“What? Since when do you two hang out - !“ Mike sputtered, throwing his hands up like this was a most unforeseen betrayal.
Mike fully bought into Eddie’s hype. Which makes sense. Eddie was cool as hell. But much as Dustin’s tried to set him straight, Steve dated Mike’s sister. Those two forever were destined to be adversaries as far as he was concerned.
Steve kind of just thought Mike was a shithead.
Sure if you ask Mike, he considered Steve like ‘terminally uncool’, and that was a direct quote. Way too uncool to be friends with Eddie Munson of all people.
Dustin’s been trying to push this friendship for almost a year at this point, to absolutely no avail.
So. Actually Mike kinda had a point there.
“Yeah, since when do you two hang out -“
“We don’t!” Steve said quickly.
“- without us.” Dustin frowned.
“What are you guys doing all the way out here? Away from Hawkins. Like just, so far away from Hawkins.” Eddie said, smiling uncomfortably wide. His eyes were shifting warily between the party and Steve, like he was watching the world’s most invisible ping pong tournament.
“It’s not that far.” Steve muttered. Eddie almost looked guilty the way he was chewing on his lip.
And Steve looked, well… honestly Steve looked caught red handed. For what? Dustin had no fucking idea.
Dustin narrowed his eyes. Steve was bright red, his hair was a mess (highly suspect), he was wearing his favorite polo but it was all untucked and disheveled. He was blinking up at them, mouth open like he was struggling to decide what exactly he’d say next.
“I don’t believe it…” Dustin said. He sniffed the air, a bloodhound on the trail. “You two were…”. The older boy’s eyes grew wide. “Smoking weed!”
Eddie deflated, dropping head. “You caught us.” He said, monotone. He pressed a hand roughly to the side of his face, leaning his elbow on his thigh and looking up at them with his one visible eye. “We secreted away to smoke some fresh schedule 1. Please don’t tell Mrs. Reagan.”
Steve did a little angry scoff. Eddie lifted his head just enough to peer through his bangs and see the pissy look Steve was giving him. Eddie threw up his palms, with a wide eyed and beleaguered flinch. Clearly telegraphing a defensive, what?
“Since when do you smoke weed.” Mike asked. Because obviously Steve wasn’t cool enough for that either.
“I peer pressured him into it.” Eddie stage whispered, wiggling his fingers in villainous glee.
Steve rolled his eyes. Dustin was like 95% sure that was total bullshit. Because he was almost 100% sure Steve already smoked some. Dustin’s been in Jonathan’s car before, of course he’s gonna know what weed smells like. He’ll catch a whiff of it on Steve every now and again, especially these last few weeks.
These guys still try to hide stuff from them like they’re little kids.
But also, Eddie’s clearly just trying to keep the mood light considering how flustered Steve looks about getting caught with the stuff.
“Remember kids, just say no. Unless your bad influence has as high quality stuff as I do in which case -“
Steve kicked out his foot knocking Eddie in the thigh.
“Say - no thank you.” He finished passive aggressively, as if Steve should’ve had more faith he would stick the landing. “Just. How’d you guys even get out here anyway?”
“Jonathan and Nancy drove us.”
“Nancy’s here?” Steve sat up quickly, straightening to look past all their heads.
Eddie huffed out a laugh. He grinned at Steve with his canines, slowly shaking his head. As if the van didn’t smell bad enough, he took out a pack of smokes.
“What?” Steve huffed. Eddie leaned against the wall of the van, one shoe dangling out brushing the ground.
“I didn’t say anything.” Eddie’s words were garbled between the cigarette he was lighting.
Dustin took a step back, looking at Mike and Will. They too, seemed to pick up on the overall bazaar energy these two were giving off.
Honestly Dustin ‘plan’ had been to march over here, make Eddie feel bad for blowing them off, then maybe asking if they could hang out with him for the rest of the movie. Probably guilt him into buying them snacks.
Dustin wasn’t happy about being ditched, but he’d wanted to come see this movie with Eddie. He could be mad at the guy later.
Now though, he was thinking Nancy and Jonathan’s weird couple energy would be preferable to this, whatever this is.
“Riiiiiiiight.” Dustin jabbed a thumb over his shoulder. “We’re gonna - we’re going.”
They made it maybe 5 steps, but Eddie was ever insitant he have the last word.
“Hey shitheads. Don’t mention Harrington here, if you can help it.” He plucked the cigarette from his mouth, using the hand to cup his mouth away from Steve. He stage-whispered, “He doesn’t want Miss Priss to know he’s been experimenting with - the devil’s lettuce.” He added a lot of drama to that last bit, like he was telling a spooky ghost story. Not talking about like, pot.
“Eddie.” Steve said. Eddie ignored him.
“You guys run along now. Pay attention yeah, this one’s a classic.” He gestured vaguely behind him with his cigarette. “It’ll be on the quiz. And I expect your report on my desk Monday morning.”
They said their goodbyes again, and wandered off. When they got back to the Lincoln, Jonathan had his arm around Nancy and she was leaning her head against his chest.
Dustin took a brief second to ponder over what the hell Nancy and Jonathan’s deal even was these days…
“Hey guys.” He said, neck bending to look over his shoulder at an awkward angle so as not to jostle his girlfriend. “That Eddie’s van?”
“Uh-huh.” Will said.
“You should tell him to pull up. Or something.”
“You are not doing that right now.” Nancy muttered. “The kids are here.”
“What? I wasn’t -“ Jonathan protested. It wasn’t very convincing.
“Nah he’s uh,” Dustin wasn’t gonna call Steve out, not if he seemed actually upset that he’d been ‘caught’ doing drugs. “Eddie’s - he’s… on a date.” He said. Will nodded, because he also tended to catch on pretty quick. Even Mike shrugged in placid agreement.
“Huh.” Jonathan said, landing somewhere between surprised, impressed, and all together apathetic. “Good for him, I guess.”
Friends don’t lie, sure. Except sometimes. When friends lie for their friends.
Wait a minute. Dustin squinted at the back of Jonathan’s head. Does Jonathan buy drugs from Eddie often? It was a long shot, but maybe Eddie and Jonathan have secret smoke sessions too.
“Do you know who Eddie’s girlfriend is?” Dustin tried.
“Hmmm? Girlfriend?” Jonathan said distractedly, eyes on the screen. “Uh, no, no I don’t think I’ve met her.”
Dustin huffed, frustrated, sinking back into his seat once again. Feeling thwarted.
By the time the movie was finished and they were lining up with the other cars towards the exit, the shitbox van was nowhere to be seen.
So imagine Dustin’s surprise when he gets a call around 10 am and Eddie’s on the line asking if he wants to come by and hang out.
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, I mean, I’ve been telling you I’d help you out on this one shot you’re trying to run for weeks now.”
“I thought you were busy today?” Dustin inquired. Hesitant. As if just waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under him.
“Nope. No, uh, not anymore. Those plans got,” Eddie cleared his throat, “scrapped. Don’t worry about it. Are you coming over or not?”
“I’ll be there in thirty!” Dustin said. He slammed the phone down and sprinted to his room to get gather his notes.
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#steddie#steddie fic#Steve Harrington#Eddie Munson#stranger things#idk if you can tell but even though Eddie’s pissy and jealous he wants to protect Stevie’s feelings#don’t mention he’s here hanging out with me. even though I HATE he doesn’t want you to mention he’s hanging out w me#got my Eddie playlist on for this one boys#gonna TRY to get part 3 out tomorrow we’ll see I guess#also PLEASE we not not forget that Dustin lying (but also really not lying) about Eddie being on a date here#is going to cause just. so much unforeseen mayhem#someone stop this kid
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anything can be a good omens au if you’re unhinged enough
#share ur wildest au ideas in the reblogs/comments if u want to pls#i’m still stuck on my h2o just add water au#crowley as rapunzel? gut-wrenching the hunger games au? superstore au with all the found family vibes?#riverdale au but they’re the parents oblivious to their kids establishing new time lines left and right#jurassic park au and they’re both dinosaurs just trying to munch on some grass#ineffable wives in a the wilds au making out on the beach while everyone else is fighting for their lives#glee au they’re teachers from another school reporting mr shue for being creepy af#crowley knows all the dances to high school musical in a modern family au#desperate housewives au but they don’t have any annoying husbands#barbie fairytopia au with rainbow wings do i need to say anything more#love island au they have a fake dating arrangement to get social media famous but they fall for each other anyways#claire’s au aziraphale gets his first piercing crowley shoots it#durex au crowley and aziraphale meet filming an ad for- [gunshot]#ok lemme stop here#good omens#aziracrow#gomens#good omens fics#good omens au#foolish talks#to write
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Wait you guys are actually buying Disney products I thought it was a joke
(READ TAGS FOR FULL CONTEXT Sorry it’s long dies
#Honestly I’m only bothered bc I feel partially responsible (WTF EGOMANIAC OVER HERE)#I know I can’t control other people’s spending habits and my own habits are. Less than ideal !!#But when I wanted to spread my love for Wreck it Ralph I didn’t want people to get that takeaway 😔#IMPORTANT NOTE ‼️It’s okay to express your love for something through buying official things !!! That DOESN’T make you a “bad person” !!!#Still ! I think we have to let ourselves feel bothered by things and we need to be more critical of exploitative companies#Of course I chose to watch inside out 2 with my mom in theaters so I’m not immune lmao. Also using amazon / Etsy … just as a whole#But if you need help finding Disney movies without supporting them please just ask me!! PLEASE don’t use Disney+ if you can avoid it#I know we are all capable of finding our fulfillment from better places. But sometimes it’s hard#Capitalism sucks and yet that’s how we are endlessly pressured to live :(#We’re all at different points in our lives. Sometimes self care involves consumerism#Be hopeful that it someday won’t have to#Txt#again I’m sorry if this comes off as horribly egotistical to even consider being single-handedly responsible for#Social media is bad …. numbers bad…. Distorts reality and your perception of yourself…..#Or as me trying to guilt trip people in any way. Genuinely do what makes you happy but WE CAN BE HAPPIER & HEALTHIER I KNOW WE CAN#Wreck it ralph#Rant#Also sorry I have huge beef with streaming services I don’t mean to enforce that on other people but also. Sharing my opinion
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IDEAL Elain would be she’s healing and happier but now instead of being a typical Soft Girl they realize that yes she’s really quiet and sweet until she says creepy ass stuff. not just with her visions though that’s often the catalyst
She’s gardening and then sets down her tools and just says shit like “ they will come soon. They are waiting” and go back to humming and pulling weeds. She’s trying on a new dress and a big floppy sun hat and calmly informs them “this hat is also ideal for the next half moon”. No elaboration given
Rhys and Cass and them are like 😟uh.. They won’t admit it but she scares them a bit. In a very different way than Nesta though. Elain is just..unnerving. ESPECIALLY because she’s the gentle one. so soft spoken. ribbons and smiles but also long stares with too few blinks
Nessa and Feyre are mostly used to her strange vibes. After the Cauldron she definitely got more unhinged with it but its just feeding off of what was already there.
is somebody gonna match her freak but it’s just bursts of being vague and cryptic (Aka Lucien is nodding along like he knows Wtf she’s saying)
#this is a continuation of my post about reading acotar and wanting weird elain#this is also what I texted my friend this morning#hi Hannah 👋#elain archeron#elain acotar#I don’t really go here cause y’all scare me#plus my brain is too crowded with stuff as it is#I just had to get these Elain thoughts out there#elucien#tagging cause that’s who I like with her shhhh#he matches her freak
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one thing about canon Laurent I really admire and even envy is how constant he is. once Damen earned his trust he never took it back. what was it Damen said, something like, “when his walls went back up it was with Damen inside them”. for someone who went through what Laurent went through he’s shockingly stable in relationships
#laurent of vere#captive prince#teach me your ways o prince of vere#because i keep trying to let people in and then inevitably i freak out and push them back out again#and then they express the slightest negative emotion and i start fawning and beg them to come back#what’s that about huh#why couldn’t i be well adjusted like laurent#sorry for getting a personal in the tags i know i don’t really do that here#but this is my blog and i’ll cry if i want to#you know how it goes
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Peer reviewing equations was suddenly more enjoyable for both of them…
Plus a closeup because I love details even if there’s not that many ragghhshh
#I needed to get this out of my system#still trying to develop a style oughhh#they plague my mind#close proximity is soooo self indulgent but shhhhh it’s okayyy#if you made it this far in the tags here’s a bonus: Fiddleford checked each equation 3 times already and ford knows this#but they’re both still letting the other check again just because they want to get close to one another but don’t know how to communicate#gravity falls more like yaoi falls#gravity falls#stanford pines#fiddleford mcgucket#fiddauthor#fiddleford x stanford#fordsquared#ford^2#my art#colored sketch
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Happy new years… let’s stay hydrated together ✨
#I didn’t end up going to the rave just stayed in with my buddies and had KFC (( Korean fried chicken )) and laughed til we cried so#it was still a wonderful start to the new year 💞🥰💞#but the fwb wanted pics of my potential rave look so I figured eh I brought the stuff anyways#and now I’m imagining locking eyes with a stranger on the warm and writhing dance floor#the beat thumps and shakes and rattles the air in our breath as the spotlights dance in the reflections of our held gaze#he pushes his way through the crowd with a singular stare and a wicked smile on his face#I smile and turn my back on him arching myself so he knows I am giving what he’s looking for#I take careful steps through the revelry toward the edge where the crowd thins out#I prop myself up on an available stool in a lonely corner of the club as he closes the distance between us#“now I wonder why you dragged me all the way here” he utters in a playful growl “trying to get far away from the crowd?”#I smile and I nod. “obviously. can’t really do what I want with you out there”#his eyes perk up and his smile gives away the desire building inside him. “yeah? why don’t you show me then.”#“I thought you’d never ask” I smirk. I reach down into my pants and pull out my phone#“so this one is blue. he’s the oldest but he’s sooooo sweet. and that’s Eva. my only girl she’s sassy but she loves swea-” he leaves#whaddahell I say demurely whimpering even… whaddahell…#gpoy
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hey! hi! the cartoonist cooperative has an e-sim drive for gaza, offering art for e-sim donations (instructions etc in the link)
#I usually keep politics posting to Twitter bc of reach/impact#like I’d rather spend my time calling state reps telling them I don’t want my fucking tax money to go to bombing civilians#than explain to a tumblr user that no you don’t get a pass to use ultra/ethnonationalist talking points because you’re#too busy choking on government boot to realize that you’re being 1800s racist#but I haven’t seen the donation drive making rounds on here so if getting art prompts you to helping people#keep connected please check it out. the artists available and instructions are all on the page linked etc.#anyway. in case it was not clear. none of us are free until all of us are free. death to imperialism. etc.
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