#oh I am so honored!

[paper-starz]

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Oh my! 2000 followers already??? It feels like just yesterday I hit 1000!

Hello new people! Welcome!

But also

OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

I CANT BELIEVE IT WHAT?!?!?!

[lifemod17]

Someone from the crowd yelled "go Andrew!" during Cherry Wine at his last show in Forest Hills, NY and Andrew got flustered 🥹💛

I AM SO NOT FARING WELL BESTIES

Source: Instagram.com

[lattien]

the silly mascot phone comic i got to make for @tgaaizine !! ✨️ thank you so much for having me 💖

[catharusustulatus]

Steddie Drabble, TW: child abuse.

Initially, Wayne doesn’t care for Steve. Calls him “the Harrington boy” or “Richard’s son” with contempt, asks if “Richard’s son” is coming over for dinner again and Eddie just rolls his eyes and says “yes, Wayne, STEVE is coming over at 7.” Wayne doesn’t like him because…well, he’s not stupid to judge a book by its cover, he thinks.

But the fifth time Harrington comes over, he brings a bouquet of flowers, and Eddie, well, his cheeks are redder than the spaghetti sauce Wayne’s been stirring, so that’s something.

And then the sixth time Steve comes over, he brings Wayne a Garfield magnet. It’s small, “found it at the thrifty mart with Robin, I’m sorry it’s not brand new…” Steve mumbles, and Eddie is wide eyed and smiling, and Wayne LOVES Garfield. He puts it on the fridge, pats Steve on the back, says “um, thank you son.”

They fall into a pattern, the three of them. Steve comes over for dinner every Friday night after work. He dresses clean and is polite to Wayne, helps with the dishes, sometimes brings bread rolls or licorice or beer or jokes. Eddie starts setting the table. Wayne starts laughing at the jokes. After Steve leaves, Wayne knows Eddie smiles himself to sleep. It’s different, now.

And then the next time Steve is supposed to come over for dinner, he doesn’t show. Eddie had been making macaroni and cheese all evening, grating the cheese carefully as he bopped his head to some metal song, cheerful, and then it was 7 and then it was 8 and then Wayne thought “maybe call him, Ed.”

Nobody answers. When they call again, nobody answers. And Wayne has a bad feeling about it.

It isn’t until almost 11, dinner cold and Eddie pacing, about to radio someone named Robin when Steve’s car pulls up, they know the lights so well. They run outside to greet him and Eddie freezes when Steve starts falling out of the drivers seat, face dark and pained. Wayne jumps into action. Wayne catches Steve and hauls him into the trailer, his living room, and oh god, he’s covered in bruises like he was put through Eddie’s cheese grater, and oh god, Eddie’s broken out into tears behind him.

Steve’s left eye is swollen shut, and his face is purple and bloody. His lip is split and his hair is wild, his shirt is torn, and Wayne wonders what’s underneath the shirt as he gets the first aid kit, wonders how the hell he thought Steven was anything other than an angel.

Eddie gets a dish towel wet in the kitchen and cleans Steve’s face, quiet and crying, and Wayne sets the first aid kit down next to Eddie and makes some coffee. He thinks about talking, doesn’t. Touches the Garfield magnet for good luck. He feels like maybe Steve needs it.

Steve who is holding Eddie’s wrist as he cleans him up, wincing and crying from his good eye. Finally, after a silence that gives Wayne heartburn, Eddie sits back on his heels and says whisper quiet, “your dad?”

Steve gulps, blinks. “My uh, my dad. I was writing you uh, uh a love note.” Eddie looks over at Wayne. Wayne wipes his brow. “But uh, he found it, and your name’s not uh, Edith” Steve lets out a chuff, winces again. “So he asked what was going on, and I told him. I told him. And then he said I had one minute to take it back or he’d make me take it back.” Eddie lets out a small gasp, more like a howl, and sits completely on the floor. Wayne sits down at the table, cold mac and cheese looking like a sick joke. And he’s so mad. Wayne is so, so mad, seeing this young man who so obviously loves his pride and joy, shares in his pride and joy, who brings him apples to make apple pie, he growls out

“Don’t you worry about a thing, Steven, not one thing. You stay here long as you like, hell, don’t leave. We got you, boy.”

And that’s that. Steve crumples in on himself, and Eddie pulls him into a big hug, just holds him, rocks him, coos “a love note, huh, sweetheart? For me?” And Steve nods until he nods off.

The next morning, while Robin takes care of Steve, Wayne and Eddie break into Steve’s room, clear out everything he owns, and slash his dad’s tires. That was Wayne’s idea - the least he could do for a loved one.

[leafsfromthevine]

something something, "i'm only me when i'm with you," etc. etc.

[abessive-art]

The Penumbra Podcast

[speed-do-be-forcing]

Wow. I haven’t used this blog in a while.

Just a mic check informing you guys that I still do exist I just forget this blog exists sometimes.

I’ve been reading some comics recently like the Spectre and boy oh boy I can’t wait to write blurbs about The Spectre and Danny.

I just read a Spectre comic where he tries to enact vengeance for this ghost that’s reliving its death moments over and over and forgets that a ghost can survive on things other than rage (he’s the literal embodiment of God’s Wrath so he’s excused in this misjudgment). He goes to intact vengeance and in doing so makes a good man who’s innocent yet jailed hang himself. He persecutes the right person (the apparitions sister) and THEN realizes that he can’t avenge this ghost because he did all those things in the name of vengeance and she doesn’t run on wrath or anger.

So with that, imagine The Spectre trying to innact vengeance on the killers of the unjustly death of Danny Phantom and inadvertently killing Jack and Maddie Fenton and having the Phantom hate him forever

@stealingyourbones

[suntails]

last call for the silver artbook!! we are currently at 78 orders, only 22 away from a final patch addition 💛 both stores close at 11:59pm EST, reach out for any q's!

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Pentious: Ssssay, where'ssss Angel? I wanted to assssk him for advice on assssking sssomeone out…

Husk: Uh-what? No, you really shouldn't.

Pentious: What? Why not?

Husk: Angel is a dumbass. He doesn't know shit about love.

Pentious: He's literally your boyfriend.

Husk: That's exactly how I know that.

[moeblob]

kitty kitty kitty

[tubbytarchia]

Hi hi!! I accidentally spent way too long on this, but the animatic was so good it FUELLED me... Here's a screenshot redraw as a lil gift :] Sorry grian isn't very birby lol

OH HE IS VERY BIRBY WHAT DO YOU MEANNN AHHH I wish i could draw bruises and stuff like you, I totally skimped out on that but ahh this is sick!!! Oh it's so lovely and oh it hurts so much haha. Thank you so much, it's such an honor for my work to inspire anyone, this is so cool!!! AHHHYH your art is so pretty!! I love the colors and Grian's face says it all hnggg

[lifemod17]

Unfathomable amount of SILLY!!!

🎥: livsigg

Melbourne, night 2 || 11/13/2024

[myokk]

1930s AU continued💓💓

[rebel-moons]

I think it can be easy to overlook in the midst of all the other stuff Snyder tackles in his movies, but I love the way he writes romantic relationships.

Kora seeing kindness as a virtue worth dying for, and Gunnar being shown to be kind above all.

Kora resisting a deeper relationship with Den - who is described with attributes the villagers admire such as the best hunter and a loyal friend. Gunnar is shown to be just a simple farmer, trusting and honest to a fault, but it is him she wants is drawn to.

Kora believes she is incapable of loving and being loved. But it’s Gunnar’s love for Kora that saves her in the end.

[here-comes-the-moose]

I feel like Crosshair and I would have the same style of acting if we liked someone. Nothing special we’re just standing there silently BUT we have a slightly less pissed off expression. We might occasionally speak to them and share one of our interests if we REALLY like them. We then proceed to wonder why our crush on them wasn’t obvious to them.

[iknowwhereyousnoozeatnight]

this one's for all the yuri enjoyers out there — nsft under cut

meronia event prompt(s): scar