#good the fuck night

[blurglesmurfklaine]

Hazard to My Health (1/????)

woe, blond!eddie be upon ye

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If Eddie has anymore identity crises that lead to him altering his appearance, Buck might actually fucking die.

The mustache was bad enough. Eddie was going through something, which Buck gets. Christopher is an easy kid to love and just as hard to lose. So when Eddie showed up to their shift one day—without so much as even the courtesy to fucking warn a guy—with a mustache that made him look like a god damned seventies porn star, Buck bit his tongue.

Literally. And so hard that he'd needed a second to check in the bathroom if he'd drawn blood.

It's not like Buck is blind. Obviously Eddie is—well there's not really any elegant way to put it, he's hot as hell. And it's not that Buck has been oblivious to this fact for the past six years of their friendship, but he has been oblivious to the fact that he's uselessly bisexual. So every time Eddie decides to switch up his look, the burden of fresh eyes falls upon Buck and an insanity that can only be described as prepubescent strikes him.

After enduring weeks of suffering, trying not to ogle his best friend, lying to Tommy when he asks what Buck thinks of Eddie's new look, and ignoring Hen and Chim's all too delighted exchanges, Eddie finally gets Chris back and shaves the damn thing off. He looks like the Eddie that Buck knows and loves again instead of a modern day Freddie Mercury hell bent on making Buck swoon like a school girl.

For a single, fleeting week, Buck thinks, naively, that he might actually be free of this torment.

In the locker room, he haphazardly shoves his civvies into his cubbie, slipping easily into his uniform with a practiced ease.

"Morning," he hears Eddie's voice behind him, gruff in the way it is when he's had a rough morning and will be finding everything extra annoying. Buck cranes his neck, flashing a sympathetic smile to Eddie as he walks behind him, reciprocating his greeting.

Just as Buck returns his gaze to his locker, the image he's just seen registers, and he whips around to face Eddie, now standing at his own locker. Buck's eyes go wide and blue as a prairie sky.

"Holy shit," he mutters.

Eddie preemptively shows Buck a palm, not even looking in his direction. "Don't. Even. Start," Eddie growls, and that elicits a reaction in Buck—heat flooding his face and curling in his stomach.

"Your hair—"

"I know."

"It's… Blond."

"I said I know," Eddie snips, finally looking at Buck full on.

His hair is light, damn near platinum, emphasizing the darkness of his eyebrows and depth of his brown eyes and Buck legitimately feels a wave of dizziness overpower him. Buck grips the edge of his locker tighter, and the metal digging into his palm is a welcome distraction from whatever the fuck else is going on in his body.

Eddie sighs and runs a hand through his freshly dyed hair, which at this point Buck thinks is just downright rude. "Long story short: don't ever let Christopher near the shampoo ever again."

Buck swallows thickly, forcing his eyes away from Eddie's hair. The nearest alternative without completely averting his gaze leaves Buck staring at Eddie's lips, which is equally if not more distracting. With a dwindling confidence in his ability to make it through this interaction unscathed, Buck realizes there isn't a single part of Eddie that doesn't insanely turn him on.

Hen and Chim are going to have a damn field day with this.

[muzzlemouths]

Those same hands which first touched so callously now frame you without hesitation. Consciousness is fleeting yet you are distinctly aware of the sharp nails cradling attentively at the base of your skull, and more still along the small of your back, keeping you near their embrace as the sky fades from your sight. How cruel, that your last, dying memory is to be held so gently in the arms of a stranger.

Open Water, Reckless Fishes is a Choose Your Own Adventure fic following your slow descent into madness and mystery at the hands of two strangely familiar eldritch beings.

It features art, music, and a plot which will have you questioning wrong from right. Your choices determine the outcome of this story, each having a unique reward and consequence that will eventually decide your fate, so choose wisely.

...If you're ready, you can start your adventure [here]

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

i think everyone who's ever had migraines should be financially compensated forever btw

[dannypocalipse]

Ok, just imagine

Danny using his ghost powers to learn astronomy (and actually discovering new aspect of his powers w/out realizing)

(post with secret eheheh)

[ciralincixx]

i am right

[naturecalls111]

unorthodox murder mystery

[jackyjackdraws]

Redrawing one of my favorite drawings from The Book of Bill

God! These bitches gay! Good for them! Good for them!

[sporesgalaxy]

its so important to me that artists remember they can fuck around. you never have to use tools as intended. you can always skip steps. you dont have to be organized. you dont have to be neat. you can put as little effort as you want into the parts of the process you dont find fun. maybe if youre making products you cant do these things but on your own time you can do literally actually whatever the hell. it doesnt matter how long you spend on it youve made art and its complete when you decide to quit. yee haw

[bixels]

tarpit site.

[tinkkles]

I really do love the fresh take on the dead wife aspect in scavengers reign like. She didn't die in some terrible accident or at the hands of an evil third party, she died because of you. Because of your ambition and carelessness and because you didn't prioritize her enough to even look for her as the ship was going down. You will carry this guilt for the rest of your life. She will haunt you forever. Pray that her ghost is enough to change you for the better.

[thatone-highlighter]

I love you albums. I love you songs connected by similar themes. I love you listening to songs in a specific order picked by the artist. I love you reoccurring motifs throughout the same album. I love you album covers. I love you albums with extended editions. I love you songs that reference each other.

[callisteios]

tag where you’d like to live on the inverted earth

[barawrah]

i want us both to eat well

[radiance1]

Another link to this post. Meet the parents style.

So, Danny and Jason have been fake dating for a while now, and ended up marrying each other solely for tax benefits. Also, they got cool ass fucking friendship rings that they just couldn't not wear everywhere and being married is convenient so...

Anywho, so Jason has met Danny's parents but Danny hasn't met Jason's parents. Danny knows that he has some ties with the vigilantee scene due to being a Crime Lord-he still doesn't know what to think of his parents connecting the dots immediately when they only met him once while it took him more than that while living with the guy.

He thinks Jason may have been an ex-vigilantee at some point before turning to crime.

Then Danny gets blinded by rich people aura when he finds out that his bestfriend is the long thought dead child of Bruce Wayne. Frankly, he's insulted.

You mean to tell him that his could've been buying ice cream from that high class place all this time!? He shook (literally he grabbed and shook him) that point into Jason, he doesn't care that Jason never told him he was rich but he could've at least bought some high class ice cream once in a while.

Jason who was busy solidifying his power as a crime lord, avoiding his family and making sure not to leak his identity at all: I'm a literal crime lord, and the only thing you care about is me not buying you ice cream?

Danny: YES!!!!

Jason: Dork.

Right anyways, so Jason takes Danny along to meet Bruce and his fam but did say as soon as he started being uncomfortable they're leaving. The batfam is a bit blindsided by Danny, because they thought Jason was bringing his partner but its good to also get a feel for Danny's personality.

Danny and Jason did what's normal for them when Danny starts getting comfortable around the manor full of things that cost waaay more than his rent. Like half-heartedly insulting each other, being snarky, leaning on each other and other such things.

The batfam start thinking that there's more there than they know of. So they start watching a bit closer and ask a few round about questions that fly over Danny and Jason's heads. They just forget they're married often, unless it's regarding taxes.

All of this sends the wrong message when they walk into the same room and, being nosy, one of the batfam comes up to the door and uh. They hear the bed moving quite a lot.

So.

Meanwhile, Jason is trying to wrestle with Danny because this man does not pick a lane. He'll either be the human octopus (who is cold as hell) Jason has ever seen, he'll try to kick him off the bed in his sleep as if Jason personally offended him in some way, or he'll sleep in some wacky position that interrupts Jason's sleep. The last one is tied to the other two, however.

So, Jason has to frequently wrestle this man into a proper position where they both manage to get some sleep and it wouldn't have been so bad if Danny wasn't a goddamn sleep fighter. He would know, he had to nurse a bruised jaw for a few weeks.

Why do they sleep together? Listen, when you're in an apartment with not a lot of money, you gotta cut costs where you can alright?

[annabelle--cane]

jane prentiss I would have saved you

[strayklds]

HAN / "락 (樂) (LALALALA)" MUSIC VIDEO