#im idiot

[bliz-lol]

To summarize the my stupid plot, Cracklin decided to hide from the team throughout the building, because he thought that he had let the Chef down by stealing a cute poster from an unknown room (even though he was asked not to touch anything)

[skuntank]

Actually you wanna know the real reason I hate XY?

It's not cuz the games were fundamentally bad, or because they marked such an abrupt downhill spiral in the franchise, or because Lysandre is my least favorite villain, or because I think Sycamore is extremely overrated and annoying, or because they did Diantha so goddamn dirty,

It's cuz as soon as I got to the first town where I could buy pokeballs, I made the active and conscious decision to not buy any pokeballs at all because none of the Pokemon in the area interested me

And then the fourth Pokemon I encountered after leaving that town was a shiny bunnelby

I've still never recovered from it

[drowninnoodles]

since there is hell and heaven in the Hazbin Hotel and Charlie wants to create a place where sinners can atone, she is basically creating purgatory and I feel like an idiot for not noticing it sooner.

[bloodbluedog]

Please...

@cassettedude Конечно, прошу прощения, что снова пишу эту чушь, но у меня вопрос. Вы жаловались администраторам на этот аккаунт? Если это вы, то снимите с меня жалобу. У меня там уже была куча важных вещей и мне грустно их вот так потерять. Прости, что я как спам. ОБЕЩАЮ, ЧТО БОЛЬШЕ НЕ БУДУ ВАМ ПИСАТЬ И ПЕРЕСТ��Ю МУЧИТЬ ВАС РАСКРАСКАМИ ЭТОГО РИСУНКА. Если возможно, отзовите жалобу... Мне уже сложно создавать все новые и новые аккаунты... (Это мой третий аккаунт)

[mari-love-terzomega]

Silly drawing in class

[kitskiis]

He keeps doing this I’m gonna cry

[batfam-stuff-posts-0]

[cryptocism]

"just as I did, in 1983."

you'd never know my favourite parts of the show are the fucked up insane bits when my first instinct is to draw the cheesiest thing imaginable

[hawberries]

the GIRLS!!!

[ato-dato]

Aziraphale, I’m getting a feeling You're not taking movie night seriously

[theshrine]

my psychiatrist just diagnosed me with 19th century russian literature character

[gomzdrawfr]

CW: Body horror

Triple the heads, triple the forehead kisses!!

[bigimango]

Been re-reading the comics and rekindled my love for these two

[himbosandhardwear]

"Look who's talking, Mr Ponytail and a Crop Top," Steve says with a smartass grin.

Eddie looks down. "Huh?"

"You," he waves toward Eddie's general vicinity, "looking like some kinda Metal Cheerleader." He noticably swipes his tongue over his bottom lip.

Okay. This is it, this is the perfect moment to tell Steve he's sending signals that he definitely doesn't understand he's sending.

"Steve," he has to clear his throat before continuing, "I need to tell you something."

He leans in, wide eyed and focused. "Yeah?"

That's not helpful. "Um. So, to guys like me... Gay," he chokes out, still hard to say aloud even though he knows Steve knows, "sometimes you say things or do things that come off as...flirty. And I know you didn't know," he rushes to explain, "but I wanted to make you aware. To not do that. You know, in case the wrong person overhears it. It's a safety concern," he finishes lamely. Safety concern! Ugh. More like 'You're breaking my heart, I can't take much more of it.'

He waits for Steve to say something but he's just blinking owlishly.

"Steve?" He prompts, concerned.

"......yeah?" He finally seems to come back to himself. His eyes drift away, over Eddie's shoulder. "So...you want me to stop flirting?"

"Yeah, just in case, you never know who-" Wait. What? "What?"

Steve still isn't looking him in the eye. "What?" He mumbles.

"Did you say..." He can't even repeat it, it sounds like putting words in his mouth, but he did say that, right?

"Yeah. Sorry. I'll stop. I didn't realize it was bad, I guess. I thought... It's stupid. Nevermind. I'm gonna, um, take off actually. I'll see ya around, maybe."

He hops off the back of the van and actually starts walking away, like they're not 6 miles from his house. That snaps Eddie out of the paralysis spell he was under, adrenaline taking over like a bump of cocaine.

"No!" He shouts, like an insane person, and then takes it one step further by jumping up and tackling Steve into the grass.

"Uggff," Steve grunts when Eddie accidentally shoulders him in the gut, but he ignores the embarrassment in favor of crawling up his body so they're eye to eye.

He gets Steve's face between two hands and smooshes it. "Were you flirting with me on purpose?" He shouts.

"Are you serious?" He mumbles, half coherent, through pursed lips. "I'm gonna jump into the quarry."

"Answer the question!" He rattles Steve's head a little bit, for good measure.

"I work for Scoops Ahoy." Steve deadpans, unamused.

Eddie is going to throw one hell of a tantrum in a second. "Steve."

He smacks Eddie's hands away from his face. Doesn't bother to move out from under Eddie, he notes absently. "Yes, dude, obviously I was flirting with you on purpose! I thought that was, like, an understood thing that was happening. Why are you surprised?"

He feels like he's losing his mind. Why are you surprised the grass is made out of taffy? Would've made more sense as a question.

"Because you're straight." The duh is implied.

Sensibly, he asks, "Why would I flirt with you if I was straight?"

Eddie becomes very aware of every inch they are pressed together. Aware of the sound of the leaves rubbing together in the wind, aware of Judas Priest still playing through his speakers. Love Bites is a hell of a track to be having this revelation to.

"You're not straight?"

"No."

"And you were flirting?"

"Yes."

"With me?"

He rolls his eyes, not an ounce of bitchiness lost to his embarrassment. "No, Eddie, with the crusty blanket on your van floor. Yes, of course with you- Mmmphh!"

They probably shouldn't be making out on the ground at Settlers Quarry in broad daylight but, honestly, the shambling corpse of Jason Carver could show up right now and Eddie would not give two shits. Steve slides a hand down the back of Eddie's pants, grabbing what little bit of ass cheek he has, and Eddie thinks, Hope you're watching from hell, you bastard. Enjoy the show.

[parisoonic]

last ones i swear

[merlinmylove]

Merlin who goes back in time but forgets to change his vocabulary

Lost in the woods and has forgotten how to track

“fuck, where is google maps when you need it?”

“you say a lot of funny words, merlin”

Angry at the world (as he should be)

“jesus christ, arthur!”

“i don’t know anyone by that name”

Yet another failed assassination attempt

“well that went down like a led balloon”

“ehm what?”

Overworked and under appreciated

“man i’d kill for a redbull right now”

“a red …bull? there’s so cows over there if you want to pet them”