#lets doooo

[tehstripe]

im doing a homestuck reread because its feb break and its been so long since i last dived in that i feel like its worth going back to read and see what i get out of it this time.

anyways im sure that with the number of people doing homestuck textual analysis out there somebody's already noticed this and had more interesting things to say about it but i DO think its interesting that dave is essentially a tutorial character for john+the readers early on (this is a snippet from their second ever pesterlog)

like you have dave telling john how very basic aspects of his inventory system works. obviously this is narratively useful at this point to tell the readers (who were literally inputting commands for what to do next) how the systems work, and its also common to express world-building and explanation via character dialogue.

but its also interesting that dave later splits into davesprite, who is literally a game construct that comes with some tutorial information programmed in for the Literal in universe game of Sburb.

something something metatextual layers blah blah unintentional foreshadowing. idk what it means i just think is a neat lil parallel.

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

just a little something for the darling @yournowheregirl to wake up to! it sounds kinda dumb and insignificant, but i always appreciate your tags in the fun tag games that come across your dash and for always being one of the first that ask something from those ‘ask me’ posts i reblog! it makes me feel appreciated and i am super grateful every time 🥰🫶🥹

There was meant to be two beds.

Steve specifically got a double king room for the goblins, and another room with two queens for him and Eddie.

So of course as soon as they got into Milwaukee the night before the D&D themed nerd fest, the (actually very nice) woman at the front desk says: “We had to swap around the rooms, but the two will still sleep all you boys, don’t worry!”

Whatever. That’s fine, right? They’ll all have a spot to sleep the next two nights they’re here for the kids’ (and Eddie’s) dragon game convention.

He gets back to their rented minivan and passes the key cards to Eddie in the passenger seat.

The van was just the first point of contention between him and the kids’ beloved Dragon Meister, followed closely by…everything else.

The first thing Eddie said when Steve showed up in the rented van was “King Steve is coming along on our journey?”, to which Steve could only respond with “This ‘super cool’ guy you assholes have been going on about this whole time is Eddie “The Freak” Munson? Really?”

Following closely behind are: the tapes and tapes of loud garbled ‘music’ Eddie insists on playing, his absolutely tragic way of unwrapping Steve’s burgers for him when they stop for lunch, the wariness Steve has in the first place about this being the guy Dustin wouldn’t stop talking so highly about…this nerdy, obnoxious, third-time senior…great.

“204 is the Hellions’ room, 207 is us.”

Eddie bends an arm backwards into the feral beast enclosure the second two rows have become over the last six hours and Steve’s surprised he still has his hand when it returns to the front.

Steve gets the van parked in the hotel’s garage, and they head up to their rooms.

“Alright, assholes,” he says to the somehow still rambunctious masses, “This is you guys, Make sure you’re up by eight so we—“

“Yeah Steve, we got it,” Dustin scoffs, “As if we’d risk being late to this.”

Steve rolls his eyes with a “Fine, goodnight.” and shuffles the few steps across the hall to his and Eddie’s door, leaving the troops to file into theirs.

The only thought in his head is of laying down and getting the fuck to sleep. It wasn’t even that late but—

“Oh you’ve got to be shitting me.”

So that’s what brings them here. To their one barely queen sized bed.

“I guess I’m on the floor then, huh?”

“I’m not about to let you sleep on the floor.”

“Oh, the King has chivalry does he?” Eddie rolls his eyes and throws his duffle onto the armchair in the corner.

“As much as you, asshole; I just want you to have the energy to corral the gremlins tomorrow.” Steve scrubs a hand down his face. “Look, we’ll just deal with it tonight and I’ll get another room tomorrow.” he lies. As if he’s got the cash for that.

Eddie looks him over, and seems to come to whatever conclusion he needs to because he says “Fine, but you better not be a blanket hog.”

Eddie’s the worst blanket hog Steve’s ever had the displeasure of knowing.

He thought Robin was bad, but this is something else.

Eddie’s fully a burrito within an hour of laying down. After a hearty, but silent, game of tug of war over the worn duvet.

Steve falls asleep angry and cold, and wakes up on a cloud.

He’s so warm and so entangled in the comforter, he can’t help but snuggle deeper into the pillow he’s clutched onto.

The pillow hums back at him and scoots itself under his chin with a sigh.

Steve squeezes tighter onto the pillow momentarily, but his curiosity of why his pillow’s making noise gets the better of him.

He cracks his eyes open, looking down at the thing in his arms.

It shifts as well, and Eddie Munson blinks up at him with those (holy shit…beautiful, deep, dark) doe eyes of his.

“Hi.” Steve breathes.

Eddie’s eyes flutter shut, and shuffles himself back into Steve’s neck.

Steve chooses to blame the still sleepy bit of him for curving himself back around Eddie.

“How’d you sleep?” Steve whispers into the now-bared hairline under the other man’s bangs.

“Fucking amazing…” Eddie mumbles, snaking an arm over Steve’s waist and settling a hand in the middle of his back. “How ‘bout you, Stevie?”

“Stevie, huh?” Steve chuckles.

It’s only then that Eddie seems to come to his senses, his head shooting up before he scrambles away, falling straight onto his back between the opposite side of the bed and the wall with an “Oof!” and a “Fuck!”

“Oh shit!” Steve shuffles off the bed and helps Eddie back up, ”You alright, Eds?”

“Yeah..yeah, I’m fine..” Steve gets Eddie back on his own two feet and (reluctantly) lets him go once he’s stable.

‘Reluctantly? Why reluctantly? What the hell??’

“Sorry I was all over you, not the greatest thing to wake up to, huh?” Eddie says, huffing a sardonic laugh under his breath.

Steve hums nonchalantly, “It wasn’t all bad, I slept pretty fucking amazing too.”

Eddie hums an acknowledgment, then: “I wouldn’t—“ Eddie starts at the same time Steve says “I should—“

“You go ahead,”

Eddie’s hands come up between them, spinning the rings on his fingers nervously. “I was going to say that…I.. Iwouldn’tmindifyoustayedtonight..too.”

Steve blinks. “Good thing I was going to say that I really should save my money.”

Eddie’s smile is slightly nervous, but there’s a hopeful tinge to it that Steve can only assume means what he thinks it does (hopes it does).

“Leaves me with more to spend on the Gremlins, right?” he shrugs.

Eddie beams. “Glad to know we’re on the same page, Harrington.”

also, if you haven’t heard it recently: Alice, YOU’RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE 🤩

[rockingthegraveyard]

I love how Jason’s entire time in jail is basically giving off “leave me alone this the most peace I’ve had in a month” vibes

he’s not even sweatin’ over the fact he didn’t kill the Joker

probably thinking either they’re lookin’ at the wrong one or even thinking “figures” because fuckin guy never dies

[toastydumpster]

for all your malevolent hot yaoi needs

[luckyartdrawer]

Get this man out of my head NOW!!!

Great animation practice at least-

Hopefullyyy tumblr isn't compressing it toooo badly.

vvv Goodie and yapping below!!! vvv

I really should be focusing on my assignments but ah yes, it twas a good idea to animate the goober stuck in my head.

Essentially, this drawing has been stuck in my head and I found the perfect songs that matches this mf so well. The voices.... They chain me down.

This took way longer than it should have v_v

Take this early snippet of the silly hitting himself as a consolation. It's either going to be a while before I post this man, or in general, again or it is going to be often if he won't LEAVE MY HOUSE (mind)

[gallawitchxx]

hi buds, hello, hey! we're back? last year, i started writing this au 100 words at a time per the weekly prompts from @galladrabbles. you can read the first chapter HERE (& you really should! just to know what's going on!) & then i suppose we'll just keep this party going as new prompts come out! thank you to @gillyp for reminding me that this story is still incomplete & thank you all for reading! xx

chapter two starts with installment #19 for the week of february 05, 2024: "Have a little compassion on my nerves. You tear them to pieces." by @energievie

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Ian’s knuckles pulse from the pert pace at which he raps on the Milkovich door.

It’s torture to just stand there and wait, held captive and stripped bare, nerves torn to pieces and praying for a little compassion.

He hopes Mickey’s home. They never confirmed his appointment. Ian’s just going off of his final words—Come back. Next week. Or whenever. Try this again.—before he turned away to find another cigarette.

Ian’s watched the entirety of their last encounter on a loop ever since, like a fucked up foreign film. No subtitles, just mixed (smoke) signals, confusion, and Mickey.

[howetragic]

// who's willing to give me the opportunity to write some starters (that will vary wildly in length)

[holopossums]

Putting the Bear back in Barry 💗😏

[librarygf]

i’ll sell every single one of my organs for this to be lestat’s chair please please please

[croxxed]

Playing Rune Factory 4 Special and boy...I have to say I absolutely love it already. This is my first dive in Rune Factory and it's just so pleasing.

[andiv3r]

Tumblr folks 💀 pls help me I was drawing Crowley (the same WIP I posted earlier) and my homophobic Baptist Christian grandma came up and said "whatcha drawing" and I can't very well say "oh I'm drawing a gay genderfluid demon" now can I? So I just said "uhhh... a... person." And she was staring SO SUSPICIOUSLY AT THE DRAWING AND HIS EYES AND THE POINTY EARS I GAVE HIM and I just had to SIT THERE-

Also here's an update on the drawing.

[nervocat]

So stressed my own touch and clothes are overwhelming me and any sound doesn't help (sobbing)

[midxsommar]

OpenStarter; Muse: Daphne Harlow Plot: Based on the Halloween films Connection: Daphne & a friend are supposed to be meeting to go to a Halloweeny event. Your muse can be the masked figure OR the friend/partner/lover appearing late only to find a creeper in the house! Honestly, anything goes!

The eerie scrape of the back door creaking open sent a jolt through her, making the blonde whirl on the worn soles of her scuffed sneakers. Her heart pounded violently against her ribcage, a wild rhythm of alarm. "Jesus." A breathy sigh of agitation tumbled past paled petals as she scowled at the looming masked figure suddenly framing the doorway. Dark shadows cast ominous shades around them. "There you are!" Daphne snaps, arms lifted to cross as she shifts into an annoyed stance. "I've been calling you, dude! You're late-" Bright hues dwindled to peer at her phone. "-we're going to miss everything! And why are you wearing that ridiculous mask? We agreed on no costumes!"

[unproduciblesmackdown]

another day another "applying the concept 'disposability' to 'someone withdraws from a personal relationship, & that wasn't signed off on by the other'" kill me

[pooksbedamned]

I don’t often take epic pics of myself but when I do it’s quality content

[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

I'm tired and can't sleep I have a headache and feel dehydrated even though I keep drinking loads of water and I feel sick and I'm being so brave about it (I'm not being brave in the slightest I am throwing a tantrum and will complain to anyone who will listen)