#reese' rambles

[veeiiiii-0-ween]

#2! Rat and Astronyu

They're about to Square dance :3

[foldingfittedsheets]

The other day at work I snagged two small Reese’s, one for me and one for my beloved.

We just had a magical date night seeing the lanterns at the zoo and then dinner. On the drive home my beloved suddenly lit up and said, “I have a Reesie at home!”

I looked at them in bafflement, stupefied by a full tummy and chilly fatigue.

“If there’s more than one, it’s Reese’s," they explained, "But only one is a Reesie.”

“You can just have the Reese’s,” I said, laughing.

“No, we will each have a Reesie!”

"Wouldn't the singular just be Reese?"

"No! That's a name! Reesie is a delicious candy treat!"

[y0url0verb0y]

A fic where Barty is a serial killer and he goes to a gay bar to scope out his next victim. He meets a pretty blond (Evan) and takes him to a hotel, and right before they're about to do the devil's tango said pretty blond pulls out a dagger and holds it to his neck. And Barty is like,

"Wow, princess guess you beat me to it." As he's fucking grinning like a madman with a dagger of his own held to Evan's side.

[veeiiiii-0-ween]

Willansu dancing lmao

Specifically they're waltzing

I am planning on posting more of these with the other members.

[starstruckodysseys]

god alex is SO good at playing 18 year old, high school valedictorian, just got into stanford, probably has anxiety girl turned deadly crime lord mafia boss

[age-of-moonknight]

“Pathfinder,” Moon Knight: Fist of Khonshu (Vol. 2/2024), #3.

Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Domenico Carbone; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit

[couchsterfield]

[darkwing-katy]

The good news is that husband is genuinely enjoying Personal of Interest, which means I get my Michael Emerson kick.

The bad news is that it’s after one in the morning and we’re still watching it because he likes it so much and he has to work this week.

Am I complaining? Not really. I forgot how much I love this show—not just cause of Harold Finch, either.

[flowercrowngods]

the prompt: rest | rating: G | cw: non-explicit trauma-related insomnia

The steady thrum of the engine is like gentle white noise that not only fills Eddie’s head and smoothes out the frayed edges of consciousness, but runs through his whole body as a comforting presence. It spreads from the hands holding the wheel in a loose, easy grip up his arms and to his shoulders, down his chest where it settles in his gut. That feeling of belonging, of comfort, of familiarity. It leaves him with a smile as he shifts the gear, accelerating a little on the open street.

No one else is out here tonight, and there’s no destination ahead, but his goal has long since been reached.

Part of him wants to roll down the window to feel the breeze in his hair, allow November in just for five minutes, just for the duration of this next song.

Hey, little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone?

But he won’t, because this moment is not his.

He glances over to the side, catches the split second where the passing street lights make Steve glow golden, his breath even, his face relaxed. His eyes closed, his forehead void of pained frowns. He’s been asleep for an hour.

It mends something inside him, seeing Steve like this, but something splinters all the same.

“What do you need? What can I give you? Please, Steve, you need to sleep. You deserve to rest.”

He remembers asking, tears welling up in his eyes and desperation clawing at his insides, clawing to get out and tear at Steve, tear at him to find out what it is that Eddie can do.

“Can we just— Drive? For a while?”

“Where to?”

“Nowhere, just… Might help.”

And it did. It does.

It’s been a few months now, and sometimes it’s Wayne who takes Steve — or both of them — on a ride to lull him to sleep with a steady engine and a tape that Vecna never touched.

And every time, Steve wakes the second the car stops. But it’s fine, because he’ll smile, he’ll say, “Thank you”, he’ll say, “I love you,” and he’ll lie on Eddie’s chest for the rest of the night, listening to the steady thrum of his heart while Eddie hums a quiet melody until Steve is asleep again.

written for @steddiemicrofic, dedicated to @auroraplume because i can 🤍🌷

[veeiiiii-0-ween]

Me when I draw Diansu for the 282672884782th time this month

I posted this on the discord under "Heresy" yesterday

Alt version under cut

[starstruckodysseys]

obviously i’m biased (bc have you seen my blog ever) but i do think the nsbu cast is arguably one of the funniest casts to put into the setting of literally Any other campaign bc they’re literally just Regular People. like the plot of just about every other campaign is like. well sure this is weird but within the confines of our pre existing world. but in nsbu it’s just six absolute nobodies getting jumanji-ed into an incredibly unhinged fake vhs tape via alien technology. and they just have to live with that.

even in comparison to tuc or something it’s like. well the dream team have dealt with numerous magical occurrences at this point. they’re pretty used to it. the nsbu cast had one (1) wild experience out of absolutely nowhere and then never again. they learned aliens exist and they all very loosely had magical abilities and then what. what happened after that. put them in more scenarios. quangle those guys

[y0url0verb0y]

Okay buy likeeeeee Occult au???? Monster High au type shit????? PLEASE IM BEGGING

I need Werebeasts James and Remus Immediately.

Vampire Sirius and Reg please and thank you.

Siren/Merfolk Evan and Pandora cause obviously

boogeyman Barty, idk man like it kinda is js him, that or a grim reaper I suppose like idek WAIT WAIT NO, ONE OF THOSE OR A FIRE ELEMENTAL LIKE HOLT WITHOUT THE HYBRID.

Zombie Peter cause like it kinda fits and I think he'd be the Ghoulia of the friend group

Forest Nymph Lily cause fucking duh

Saltwater monster Marlene cause she kinda reminds me of lagoona (that or she's a gargoyle)

Genie Dorcas cause it fits her vibe so well imo

Mummy Mary cause she is so Cleo De Nile fight me

lemme know if I'm missing anyone or if you want me to do more, or go into more detail <3

[pixelzombe]

Their names are Coco Puff and Reese Puff. And they are my lil babies. ❤️

[timmo-eggo]

MY FINDING FRANKIE OCS!!!! Specifically, lads made for my au called Remanufactured AU (if you wish to know more they're all under the tag "remanufactured au"). You already know Reese the mechanic (speaking of which I forgot to put on the side that he has a bottom tooth gap gdi me) but I haven't talked about Millie so here's an info dump!!

Like shown in the game ending she doesn't have a great living situation. She's a poor 16-year-old teen who had neglectful parents and she only found solace in parkouring. So when she got the video tape, Millie immediately packed food and bus money to get to the trampoline park. Even though she and every person who enter the park knows the risk of being one of the participants, she didn't care if she could very much die cause she would go out doing what she love and if she does win then aye 5 million to bring her and her parents a better life!

Insert the whole gameeee andd Millie realizes how little her parents care about her and was convinced by Frankie that she and the show needed one another. She would stay for the next season and during the wait, she would live in the trampoline park. She eventually was given the choice to stay somewhere else but she declined it.

She's pretty -_- but clearly a sarcastic prick. Classic case of not used to emotional attachments aside from her parents before and social ineptness. She fears the animatronics but always tries to put a bold face on to not show weakness.

She and Reese do NOT get along at the beginning. Reese thinks she's a fucking brat just cause he hates non-polite children and Millie thinks he's a huge pussy and is in her living space, aka the whole trampoline park. Oh yeah have some silly kin onions I made for the two of them. I didn't follow the guideline though of the inner circle being characters that are the closest to them tho.

[lucy-frostblades]

me working on finals and eight different gift exchanges: what if instead i wrote about lanie and cassie

@starstruckodysseys

[landscaping-your-mind]

Jesus fucking christ someone give him a hug