#hello... sweats

[datcravat]

what are you scared of?

[im-still-watching-anime]

apollo’s confidence in court: oh my god i’m the worst lawyer ever my client is going to go to JAIL because i can’t even do my JOB

apollo’s confidence outside of court: i’m the only smart one here, i’m the most normal guy in the world and NO ONE is doing it like i am, investigations are EASY, klavier gavin wants me carnally

[tzarrz]

i listen to fog lake too much

[deerspherestudios]

GOOOODDDD i played the demo for mushroom oasis

and holy shit im so excited for more,, im rattling the bars of my cage

(i mean this might be spoilery for one part but idc rambling anyways)

that one choice where it vanishes because mychael chooses for us??? SO FUCKING COOL! literally went "oh thats a neat color- WAIT A SEC!"

i love the art style. the storyline. (i named my cat Jeep) i love every little bit oh my god

Aaa thank you so much!! It genuinely rejoices me seeing new people react to the game (shoutout to people who comment on itchio game pages beloved I rarely respond on itchio but know I read them and love you all <3!!)

I'm rattling bars of my own rn, due to some life circumstances progress is slow (matters concerning my PC and the fact I'm working on moving out this week!) ,,, but queue is revived so people have something to check in on at least!!

I'm still so happy with how I implemented that bit; I didn't want him to just turn the screen pink throughout the whole game and call it a day, but the idea that he can take your choices away in a visual novel where choices are a key component just did something for me hehe!

[emmavakarian-theirin]

🫠

[lemonerix]

tank top gangsta iggy (turn the heat up in that room I need that leather jacket OFF)

[gougerre]

My job has me driving 30 miles a day. Also I need a haircut so bad

[unknowntalesbymiles]

who woke bro up from his nappin

(design inspired by @shandzii ‘s personal ref sorry for the tag !>_<‘)

[lorelune]

um

[mythtiide]

what its all about honestly 🍨 (+ bonuses under the cut !)

i didnt know what to draw so i pulled smth out my pinterest pose board; heres the original image!

+ doodles from these past few weeks

[marclef]

alright.... SO. since there has been.... a very big influx of people asking for Fake Peppino hugs. i have taken the liberty of making this easier for myself and shoved them all into (mostly) one drawing!! hooray!!!

(aside from 2 that i couldn't fit, and felt like drawing differently. but... you'll see!)

but anyways, i hereby present... THE FAKE PEPPINO HUG PILE!!!

featuring the hug-ees @noodletime (don't worry, he's been given VERY strict rules not to eat you.), @juliatv, @lavenderrvalleyy, @cyanityinsanity101, @yoyosiuwu, @hamsterrodent, and @creat0rstudi0! i hope i drew you all right 🤗😊

.... and now, two more Fakeys for your (hopefully) viewing pleasure!!

for the lovely @thatspecificanomaly, with their "Fake" Brick... i think getting a hug might be a bit too dangerous for them though, Fake seems fairly suspicious...... 👀💧

and then for my friend @abbyroseflame24, because i couldn't figure out where the heck to fit her into the big drawing... so she gets a full-body snuggle instead 🤗

(... phew, that's like 10 asks out of the way now at least 😅)

[mikeluciraphgabe]

Hazel: hey Percy?

Percy: Hm?

Hazel: Why doesn’t Neptune have any children?

Percy:

Percy: I’m right here

Frank: .. aren’t you Poseidon’s

Percy, waving him off: Same thing

Nico: What I think they mean is, Hades has me and Bianca and Pluto has Hazel

Percy: No I got that. Neptune is Poseidon and Poseidon is Neptune. Like H2O is a fancy word for water but it’s the same thing overall.

The three: Roman and Greek versions are different-

Percy: You guys don’t get it. They are one person. Or god. Whatever. The only real ‘difference’ is Neptune is slightly more insane then Poseidon.

Hazel: No, I’ve met both of them. If we go with them being the same with only a small difference, that difference is huge. Neptune is fucking crazy and Poseidon is like. A cat.

Percy: oh no

Poseidon: *causes earthquake and tsunami to completely take over camp*

Percy: awe man :/

Hazel, soaked: what the fuck

Percy, controlling the tsunami to not kill everyone and earthquake not to take all the buildings: Like I said. They are the same. Neptune is only slightly more insane. He would have made the wave much larger and the ‘quake to take out a few more cabins. Trust me; they are both fucking mentally unstable

Percy: Myths on Poseidon have been watered down - ha - and everyone has forgotten just how crazy he is. Trust me, Poseidon is just as bad as Neptune when he wants to be.

Frank: but- Poseidon is so… chill compared to Neptune

Percy: that’s because Neptune refuses to change his dialect and Poseidon is fucking old trying to fit in with his 19 year old son.

*ground warbles*

Percy: Shut up Dad, you know I’m right

Hazel: your family is so fucking weird

Percy, grinning: Thanks!

[buk0wskis]

ponytail cole save me

[kpop-locks]

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[jadewritesficshere]

Warmth

Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: Eddie takes you home after work (1150 words)

Contents: Reader suffers from chronic pain, smoking weed, no gender descriptors for reader, reader is called Baby

Please note I am not a doctor and do not take any medical advice from me ok thanks also each person's health is different from someone elses so please be kind to each other thanks bye

You sigh as you finally lock the door for the store. You had started the day out with working your regular shift. Which had been fine, even if you had felt a little stiff. Then that coworker called in sick...again. And your boss begged you to stay late...again. You had wanted to say no, but the prospect of getting a bit extra in your paycheck, well, you couldn't pass it up.

But now your body was screaming at you. Working for twelve hours had your joints aching. Some days you could barely roll over in bed without the pain. Could barely think a coherent thought as your joints and muscles screamed at you.

And other days, the good days, you felt you could run a marathon. Not because of an absence of pain, but the pain was so little compared to what you were used to it felt like nothing. Some days started like this and ended like the bad days.

And today was ending like a bad day. Especially because that one manager, the one who seemed to not like you, was on duty. Your boss, the sweetest old man in the world, didn't care if you sat in a chair at your register. But the manager who came in for the evening shift once the boss was gone? Took it away and called you lazy, even if you were the best cashier they had.

You slowly but steadily made your way to the van that was sitting idle in the parking lot. Through the passenger window you can see Eddie smoking a joint. When you opened the door, startling Eddie, smoke furled out. You climbed in and slammed the door shut.

"You know this is just begging for someone to call Hopper right?" You groan as you turn to grab your seat belt. "Figured you'd wanna smoke and relax a bit, thought I'd get it started for you." Eddie's arm reaches across you grabbing the seat belt before you could and buckling you in. "I can do it myself," you mumble.

"Yeah, you can. But maybe I want to take care of my Baby, hm?" Eddie hands you the joint," When you said you'd be late earlier, you uh said you already weren't feeling the best. Figured I could do what I can to help. Not that you can't do it yourself, you can, but you know-" "I know. Thanks."

It still was hard to accept that this is how your life was. Even harder to accept help. The thought that people were helping out of pity made you want to scream, even if you knew some people, like Eddie, were helping because they loved you not because they pitied you.

The van roars to life as Eddie presses the gas a bit too hard, causing the entire van to lurch. Eddie winces and mutters an apology. You inhale on the joint, letting the smoke fill your lungs. You crack a window to let the smoke out, humming as you close your eyes.

By the time you make it to Eddie's, you can feel the weed in your system. Softening the edges of everything. The pain easing up slightly as you relax.

Eddie tumbles out of his side, almost face planting, as he rushes to get to your door. He throws the door open and bows, "My liege." You huff out a laugh as you graciously take his hand, gripping it tightly as you step down and out of the van. Eddie winks at you as he kisses the top of your hand, causing you to swat at him. Eddie chuckles as he drops your hand to go and open the door of the trailer.

You follow Eddie inside and to his room after kicking off your shoes. Your only thought is laying down and going to sleep. You barely shrug out of your uniform before collapsing onto his bed. Usually, Eddie would make some joke about getting naked, but tonight he forgoes that and instead dims he lights, sensing how tired you are.

Eddie's bed is old and yet somehow more comfortable then yours (probably because Eddie moves around so much in his sleep he doesn't stick to just one spot like you do, which causes your mattress to deflate and sink in one spot). You toss the nearest blanket over you, sighing in relief that you made it through the day.

You can hear Eddie enter and leave the room a few times, mumbling to himself. The sound of his rings hitting his dresser. The creaking of the drawers opening and shutting as he finds something to wear to bed. The distant beeping of a microwave going off before Eddie leaves the room again.

"Made you something," Eddie says as he reenters the room. "Not hungry," you mumble into the pillow. "Its not food- well, it is but not anymore? I mean we could eat it buuuuuttt..."

You peek an eye open to look at Eddie. In his hands is an oddly shaped lump. You can recognize the familiar pattern as the curtains in Eddie's room (and the realization there are no curtains anymore hits you). You can tell it was supposed to be a rectangle, but is more oblong like an oval.

Eddie gingerly places it against your back and- oh. It's warm.

Eddie crawls onto the bed next to you," Remember the heating pad? How it died? Well, figured might as well make my own and save us some money. Filled with rice, so if we really need to I guess we could eat it but I don't think that's uh the best idea."

"You sew?" You ask softly. Eddie grins at you," Mama taught me." Eddie readjusts the bag against you where it fell away. "Eds..." Eddie hums looking up at you," Yeah?"

"Thank you." "Anytime Baby. I'd do anything I can for you." You smirk at him," Anything?" Eddie rolls his eyes as he grins back," Weeelll-" you both chuckle. You roll back onto your side and close your eyes.

And as you lay there you think of how much Eddie loves you. How often he shows you his love. How he opens doors for you and closes them. How Eddie doesn't treat you as glass like some of your friends do, but how he still cares and makes you comfortable. How Eddie doesn't try to limit you and let's you set the pace for yourself. How Eddie took down his curtains to make you a heating pad because yours went out.

You reach back and slowly link your hand with his. Eddie hums slightly, linking your fingers, before shifting and wrapping his arm around you, drawing you closer.

You can feel the warmth from the rice. The warmth of Eddie's body. The warmth from his breath as he falls asleep. And the warmth from your heart as it yells out how in love you are.

[rio-rakuen]

just beat it! (beat it!) beat it! (beat it!) no one wants to be defeated showin' how funky and strong is your fight it doesn't matter who's wrong or right just beat it!