#goth photo finds

[vampbloodx]

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[anti-kawaii-daily]

Today's Anti-Kawaii Character of The Day is Ren/[REDACTED] from 14 Days With You! He wears Yumekawaii as Ren and Goth Punk as [REDACTED], they also fit into the Yandere, Hinedere and Dorodere archetypes!

This character was requested by anonymous!

[wheredidalltheusersgo]

Don back in 1983!

[giac222]

[1500sfemmefatalevamp]

Contents from a Vintage Diathermy Cabinet

[cadencewishes]

Listen to my original song | Listen to my latest cover

[f0r3stgirl]

𝚑𝚞𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎

📷: @ridaxxx69 and me

[the-new-hip-priest]

Anne-Marie Hurst [photographer unknown]

[pam3s]

summer 1996

[ridaxxx69]

The end.

[vampbloodx]

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[marypsue]

👀 and 🥰 for the meme game! Also the body swap AU sounds wonderful!

from this meme

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

I've talked about I think all of them here, because it's taking me forever to finish things lately, soooo...I guess I will take this opportunity to plug the WIP I've tentatively titled how many times (do you wanna die), also known as 'groundhog day but it's halloween and every time bob newby dies it gets faster'! I've been plugging away at this one for. Uh. Too long, and I only just figured out what needs to happen before I can end it (although I'm still working through a few of the hows). So. I'm hopeful you'll be seeing it sooner rather than later!

It is, as you might have guessed from the title, a time loop fic set during Stranger Things season 2. Bob has to somehow figure out a) what the heck is going on in season 2 and b) how to stop it without c) dying, with only what everybody knows up until the point where he dies in canon, while also d) unintentionally falling for Jim Hopper as well as Joyce Byers and e) having to somehow figure out how to navigate that whole complicated situation and somehow come out the other side without anybody unhappy and/or dead. And he has just a few days, every loop, to get it right.

It is the least fun logic puzzle he's ever had to, well, puzzle out (pun fully intended).

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

Love love love it, m'dudes. I appreciate the heck out of everybody who takes the time out of their day to talk to me about stuff what I wrote. (It can sometimes take me a while to digest and respond, but please know that I'm spending that time rolling around in your asks/comments/what have you like a dog on a freshly cut lawn. Or possibly Mabel Pines rolling down a hill yelling 'Yay! Grass!'.)

(Also thank you, I'm very hype for the bodyswap AU! It's going to take quite a while before it's finished, I think, but there are a couple of things in there that I'm positively dying to get to reveal.)

[trishapaytasnr1fan]

pinterest finds of today, I do identify as an alt tdi character

[tabeajanssen]

We're the rainwater that comes after the stagnant water has dried up

will change all the standards of the world

- Muddy Water, Stray Kids

[thekitsunesiren]

Dc x Dp #46

"I'm transferring you all to another branch to focus on your teamwork." Batman announced to the Young Justice League out of nowhere.

The news surprised the whole group. They've been together for quite sometime and had gotten alone just fine. Sure, they had disagreements here and there, but that wasn't enough for them to need more training, was it?

"We've been officially working together for a long time. Why do we need teamwork training now?" Robin asked, being brave enough to talk to the well feared vigilante that many were fearful to speak against.

Batman said nothing as he scrolled through the tablet in hand, obviously searching for something.

"Because you still have problems with your teamwork. You need the help of another team your age to get a better view point of what you're doing wrong. And hopefully you'll be able to learn about the different type of enemies

"Wait, wait, wait! Our age? You mean there's another team that we didn't know about?" Kid Flash asked, the news obviously being a surprise to him.

This news was a surprise to everyone in the group. All of them thought that they were the only young heroes that worked under the Justice League.

Finding what he was looking for, Batman opened a file and the team looked at the large photo that appeared on the screen. The photo contained four teens, just around their age if not older or younger.

One was a black teen with a red beanie, and Robin was surprised to see the bulky tech in his hands that he was using. What kind of outdated tech was this team using?

Next to him was a goth looking girl with raven black hair wearing a black short with a black and green plaid skirt. Her face was concentrated into a stern glare that gave Wally the shivers. The gun that she held in her hand didn't help either.

There was another girl as well. Her black hair down and resting against her shoulders. Said shoulders and the rest of her body covered by a black and red suit with a hoverboard against her feet and another strange weapon in her hand. A gun maybe? Red Arrow was curious to see her aim when moving on that board.

And the last kid wasn't standing. He was floating. With snow white hair and green eyes that seemed to glow everytime they looked at the photo. He looked to be around the same age as the other three, but he wore a black jumpsuit with white boots, gloves, and belt. On his belt rested a thermos? Superboy didn't see how such a scrawny thing could be of any threat.

One thing was similar was that how all of the humans eyes seemed to glow. Almost as bright as the- metas'? Aliens? -did.

"These are the members of Young Justice: Dark. They have been under the Leagues employment for three months, but they've been working on their own for almost two years and managed to stop several world ending disasters dealing with the supernatural."

The statement from Batman shocked the team. Them? On their own for two years fighting against the supernatural? Surely he was joking?!

"But-how? We've never heard of them, and they were world ending, we should've known about it." Robin argued.

"Because they've never left the threats leave their town." Came Batmans clipped reply. "There have been a few close calls, but all of them have been handled. As for why the League wasn't aware, there was interference that stopped the League from knowing about Amity Park. This is the team that took our place."

This was the team? Two years unsupervised against supernatural threats that they didn't know about and they still remained uncovered? Just how strong was this team?

"I'm assigning your next mission to work under them. For the time being they will be your superiors and you will follow their instructions if you come into contact with any enemy. Do not go against their orders or else it will be dire. With this, you will learn about threats stronger than you have faced and better yourselves as a team. Do not mess this up."

[sp0o0kylights]

I once had to pose in a ton of photos for a friend's AP photography final back in high school so may I present to you:

Steve Harrington, who gave in to Robin's begging that he act as her weird art model for her senior year portfolio (the same one her teacher is encouraging her to bat out of the ballpark and enter into contests.) 

She's doing a whole thing on fashion, subcultures and sexuality using photos and collaged poetry, a project that has Steve trying on different outfits and posing in different places. 

"This might help me land a scholarship, Dingus." She hisses while she's got him bent over her bathtub, spraying parts of his hair blue with wash-out dye.

Steve, soulmate and best friend extraordinaire, goes through it all with minimal (for him) bitching, even if the goth outfit feels absolutely ridiculous, and the 'geek' photoshoot downright laughable.

He starts to have fun when she has him mimic Nancy's straight laced, all A's good girl aura, and equally has a blast with the country look (he has no idea where Robin got a miniature horse but it conned him for every piece of food he had on him and then some.) 

The final piece is the one they're struggling with, the one Robin's now (fake) dying his hair partially blue for. 

A few hours later and he's dressed up once again in a studded leather jacket, the tightest jeans he owns ringed with belts, and combat boots.

 Robin had even talked him into letting her use eyelash glue to attach a few metal studs on his face--two acting as an eyebrow piercing and one on his nose. 

The looks he drew took a minute to get used too when all was said and done, Robin dragging him around Hawkins while she tried to find the 'perfect backdrop' but he's not gonna lie. 

He kinda enjoys being punk Steve.

That is, until Robin has him posing in an alleyway and Eddie Munson comes around the corner, jaw right about falling to the floor.

Even better? 

Eddie doesn't recognize him. 

Not at first, when he siddles up to Steve, nodding to the handkerchief in Steve's back pocket and then flicking the pink triangle pin on his jacket with a finger. 

Steve owes Jonathan a bottle of his father's best alcohol for giving him enough knowledge to get through the music razing Eddie subjects him too, and Steve's all too happy to play the part of punk asshole to Munson's music-snob metalhead.

It's not until Eddies playing with his hair and Robin gives in to letting him have a quick break from the shoot that he gives up the ghost, leaning in to whisper in Eddie's ear. 

"Gotta say, Munson," Steve all but purrs."I wasn't expecting you to fall for the Harrington Charm that fast."

"What?" Eddie asks, jerking his head back to look at him with wide eyes. 

Maybe it's the outfit giving him the extra ounce of courage, but Steve likes to think more that it gives him the freedom to lean forward and brush their lips together. 

Eddie doesn't return it, but that's alright. 

Steve's played this game enough to know that it was merely a hook for a real kiss. 

"Okay." Robin says, annoyed, camera at her side. "Steve, I'm happy that you're finally exploring that repressed as fuck homosexuality we keep arguing about, I really am, but I have to get this last photo!" 

He ignores her, instead nudging Eddie's shoulders.

"Care to pose with me?" Steve asks, grinning. He can tell Eddie still isn't sure if this is a joke, that he's seconds from running, and reaches out to tug on his black handkerchief. "Get Robin her photo, and then talk about this after, Mr. S&M."

Eddie flushes scarlet, but after some reassurance (and wheelding) from Robin, finally agrees. 

(Later, he agrees to a date, which Steve also credits the outfit for.

Even if Robin demands half the credit.)