#sorry I’m. losing my mind

[beetlejuce]

no way 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

[chloesimaginationthings]

Why the FNAF puppet loves the music box,,

[lgbtiwtv]

in light of recent events

[noodles-and-tea]

John Watson is the BIGGEST hype man and that’s just canon

[rystiel]

idk what we’re all calling the concept of fiddlestan working together but i’m calling my version the portal partners AU 🙏🏼

[crimsonbitch5]

“Wish I had somethin’ to live for tomorrow”

having a tomorrow and nothing to live for vs having something to live for and no tomorrow :,)

[evilmortymortimer]

prick

[jooseralt]

This one goes out to my helium enjoyers‼️

For those unaware (and somewhat interested), “Helium” is a human au Nuzi fic in the works created by yours truly! It can be found on AO3 under the same username I have here 😗

I kinda went on a human design spree, so more colored versions might come out (but I wouldn’t guarantee on it lol)

[sisterkosho]

I’m gonna be sick. I can’t believe this is real, THIS DOESN’T FEEL REAL… AFTER ALL THESE YEARS WE FINALLY HAVE FIGURES. LOOK AT THEM! LA SQUADRA NATION, WE WON!

[ropes3amthoughts]

I decided to look up the meaning of the Thistle flower and one of the things was it was believed to have magical properties and I was all like “haha Ryoko Kui named the elf with magical powers after a flower believed to have magical flowers how silly” and then I see this.

You’re fucking kidding me. The flower is a symbol of protection and that’s all Thistle wants to do. The fact the article says “lovely little flower” too is flooring me because holy shit it’s him. Thistle is a little elf just trying to protect everyone.

Wait omfg the people who bought him named him. He was meant to protect everyone that’s what they expected of him that was his purpose. He was yelled at when he couldn’t protect everyone and he was praised when he did and that’s why he gets so stressed he was conditioned to protect them 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

He was meant to protect them and only that that’s why he was named that ough I am gonna be ill 😭😭😭 Thistleeeeeee 😭😭😭😭😭

[rasoyas]

caught up in you. 🍊

[steddieas-shegoes]

Wayne is hesitant to let Steve help at first.

It’s not because he’s too proud; His pride goes out the window when his nephew is involved.

It’s because he doesn’t believe that a Harrington could actually be on their side about anything.

See, back when Wayne was freshly 18 and trying his best to take care of his widowed mama and his two younger siblings, he often found himself doing odd jobs for money.

One job in particular was driving a car to Indianapolis, picking up someone with too much money, dropping him off in Bloomington for reasons unknown, and driving the car back to Hawkins for $100.

$100 was a lot of money for a simple task, and the bills had to get paid, so he did what was asked without asking any questions.

But he probably should have asked at least one.

He got pulled over halfway to Bloomington, the guy he was driving had a warrant out for his arrest, and Wayne spent the next year trying to get charges he didn’t deserve to have dropped from his record.

Steve’s grandfather was responsible for Wayne never quite getting his record erased, and no one could hold a grudge quite like Wayne.

But Steve was always over before the sun was up, tidying up the places where Wayne hadn’t had the time to commit to, making them meals, helping change Eddie’s bandages, only leaving when he was certain they had everything they needed.

After a week of this, Wayne relaxes into it. He sees what Steve and Eddie might not yet, sees the way Steve holds onto Eddie’s hand longer than he needs to when he’s helping him walk somewhere, sees the way Eddie watches Steve make dinner with a fond smile. He notices how Steve stays later and later as the days pass, finding excuses to stick around because he thinks he needs one.

He’s still worried, but now it’s a concern that Steve will backtrack the moment things become real for him.

If there’s one thing Wayne knows, it’s that guys like Steve Harrington don’t tend to accept their not so straight feelings very easily when faced with the reality of them.

But tonight’s the second night he’s walked in to Eddie asleep on the couch, head in Steve’s lap, while Steve’s fingers play with his hair.

Steve doesn’t move or try to make an excuse for what they’re doing, doesn’t try to explain it as taking care of him.

Just smiles and whispers a hello to Wayne.

Wayne smiles and whispers a hello back.

He doesn’t need to ask. He doesn’t need to say anything.

He can see it in the way Steve’s got him.

He knows that Steve is someone he can let in, so he does.

[acearchivist359]

[spidercoris]

i love the semi-canon idea of aiden giving ash his clothes (or her just taking them, who knows?). like in the first two photos it looks like the same sweater (plus ashlyn never wears red as far as i know) but we can’t be too sure cause maybe it’s just a regular sweatshirt. then again it also looks a little baggy on her? idk. but it’s SO OBVIOUS in the second photo cause there’s literally a smiley face on it PLUS it’s red so it has to be aiden’s. it looks like they’re in a store?? either ashlyn just has a bunch of stolen hoodies from him or she got cold in the store and he offered it to her. ITS STILL CUTE EITHER WAY THOUGH. someone needs to write a fic on this entire interaction or i will. plus do you see how she’s clutching that plushy? in my mind it reminds her of aiden justttt a bit :3 BONUS LOGAN AND ASHLYN SIBLINGS CONTENT!!!!!

[prayingfordemise]

FUCK THIS PLACE, FUCK EVERYTHING, FUCK EVERYONE, I HATE EVERYTHING. I JUST WANT TO FUCKING DIE OMG

[thatstoomanysausages]

Do you think Grian spends his nights away from Gem and Joel, risking his lives just so he can sit in between Skizz and Mumbo’s headstones. He wraps Mumbo’s half exploded jacket around his shoulders and tugs gently on Skizz’s tie that he’s wrapped around his neck, not tied, but just there. He lets the howling wind pass over him, content to just sit peacefully by the graves where the bodies, one fresher and less mangled than the other, lay underneath the disturbed dirt.

In a moment of delusion, he thinks he can hear Skizz’s laughter up the hill by the Bamboozlers, maybe Mumbo calling his name from one of their odd bridges. And for that moment of hallucination, he smiles and just sits, just as he has time and time again, doomed to repeat himself.