#texas the beloved

[the-overgrown-states]

*falls down running over*

Do you have Texas hcs???

Slash nf

- 🦷

don’t hurt yourself but also yes i do!

Absolutely refused to admit he isn’t the biggest

has a love/hate relationship with almost everyone-

people will look at him and [Oklahoma/California/literally anyone] and go

“So when’s the wedding?”

Florida does it to piss him off but most people do it genuinely

He’s a closeted gay with heavy internalized homophobia

Definitely is a DID system - honestly I prefer this headcanon for most states over cities being their kids (don’t get me wrong both are cute)

I will ramble about this for hours

Also has ADHD and Autism

Plus dyscalculia and suffers from chronic pain

Loves horseriding, is pretty good, but has fallen off and broken multiple bones

He needs glasses but REFUSES to wear them.

“This is how I see normally I’m fine”

He’s nearsighted AND farsighted so man cannot see at all

Alaska uses it against him whenever Texas messes with him for being mostly blind

Texas has mixed feelings about harassing the other states

He mostly is mean out of genuine concern, because he wants to save them from any sort of damnation, but it’s just him being [thing]phobic.

It hurts him when he’s called mean and stuff when he’s just trying to help people in his eyes

He plays Mario in Mario Kart

He’s. Not very good at Mario Kart

Very superstitious

Holds his breath when he goes past a graveyard

Knocks on wood

the whole nine yards

Daddy AND mommy issues

And youngest/middle child issues

but not in the spoiled way, but in the

“I expect you to know how to take care of yourself��� + ignored way

Acts out for attention somtimes

Weirdly close with New Mexico

[tiredwaterboy]

[pangloss-artee]

texas too hot......

[adelphenium]

i would have loved to have seen po stay in pittsburgh.. especially so soon after his birthday......! but here's to wishing him a lovely time in st louis with his brother 💛

[menace-behaviour]

*During a Diaz Family catch-up session in Texas*

Ramon: And then the company I worked for went bankrupt after I retired. But, hey. I guess they just don't make them like me no more. I was the last of my kind.

Eddie: Thank god. I mean, I just don't think there's enough mental illness in the world.

Ramon: For what?

Eddie: For more than one of you to be going around fucking up the population.

Ramon:

Eddie: Honestly, being singular in existence is probably the most helpful thing you've ever done.

[scrollsofhumanlife]

Latasha Nanette Roberts

Born March 7 1987

Houston, Texas

[imhereonthekitchenfloor]

They're always talking about "this ain't my first rodeo" but they never tell you that the rite of passage to attending your first rodeo is running into your tumblr mutual while walking inside @daenerys-targaryen

[hollow-grave-diggs]

Day four of drawing one or both submas boys until i get shiny treeko on omega ruby and like how i draw them

Today: Western AU

Attempt counter: 1610

[applesontheground]

walking on the wild side 🦇

I'M A WEREWOLF FUCKER BUT DAMN THAT NEAR DARK (1987) CAN NEAR DARK (1987). amongst my other new hyperfixes i've been screaming about on here, i really liked the southern vamps and wanted to write about them and that one guy that i don't even try to hide the immediate fascination for. (would you be mad if i said i thought mr. paxton was cute in twister, too, so i knew this was coming for me?)

also, i decided to split this up. it got longer than i thought it would, an old problem i haven't had in a long time, so i've got a triple-feature coming at ya!

also also, enjoy a pic of a baby bat that i looked up while writing this! they're called pups, which i 100% included as a disgusting petname in this. 😭😭😭

SFW | Word Count: 1,694 | Severen x GN Turned!Reader contains canon typical/mentions of murder, reader has a light accent and smokes 🎼: x, x ➡ continued in the wire between will and what will be

Like the sore thumb you were, you had come home late from hunting as though it were your routine. Being your newest skill, something you just weren’t planning on doing with that life of yours a few months ago, you were aching all over and less human the longer you stayed away from the morning glow.

Speaking of, it was catching on your coattails as you slunk into the shade, reading the poorly etched number on the key you had fished from your pocket, hands still trembling from exertion – grabbing shirt collars, holding fast to the neck until the pulse stuttered enough to immobilize the body… and finding the matching room number, you stuck it into the worn slot.

Shallow relief to be given entry, you stalked through the doorway, still walking with a mild limp but a full stomach settling the pain. You heard the room turn, first to look down on you in their usual lack of warmth – then change tune as they witnessed you pull the yellow bandana from your pocket, and dab your mouth just to make a point, half of its color splattered something vibrant.

“…Fresh?” Diamondback crooned; eyes locked on the blood and hopeful. She was always banking on you being the next charity project, like Caleb had been before you fell into the way of their wayward travels. You shot a shamed glance across the floor, leading to the four of them playing poker, plastered grins and cigarettes clouding any semblance of fresh air you had rushing in your face minutes beforehand.

Finally, you nodded, continuing to stagger across the room and ignoring the way Severen shot up from his chair. “HOOO! HOW ‘BOUT IT, [SHORTSTOP/SWEETIE]!?” He hollered, feigning your jolting reaction to the loud noise for ignoring him completely.

“There’s our [man/girl/stud].” Jesse spoke much quieter, and that was what made your eyes fall back on them for a beat. “Turning into a real killer.”

You quickly slunk into the bathroom to wash the sweat, the lamenting, all of it from your body. Your handkerchief fell to the floor, stomped on by a heeled boot without second thought.

It felt as though the next time you opened your eyes, and felt ready to speak again, you were seated at a nearby diner after a day’s rest with the clan. Sleep was still in your eyes as you stared down at a plate of toast you had no intention of eating; they had ordered it for posterity, not ready to show their nature at a place with quite a few parties in the vicinity with you. It was just you, Jesse, Diamondback, and Homer; Severen, Mae, and Caleb had better places to be, you assumed. Diamondback had spoken to you, and when you realized it was a cue to speak, you just started saying the first thing that fell on your tongue from the fog of your newly turned brain.

“This can be hard, but…” You stopped, thinking legitimately before mumbling again in a careful voice, “I’ll manage. I have to if I’m gonna be hanging off your clan, and all.”

“Well, you know what makes it easier?” She asked you, making your eyes flicker back up to her from over your coffee going cold. “What?” You had a dumb tone of voice despite your efforts, unable to help the way your eyes grew a little, a sliver of hope showing in the way your shoulders rose up from a slumped posture.

She smiled and answered, “Having a partner to feed with.”

“...Who?” You felt a bizarre smile grow on your face, “…Homer?” He looked up from coloring his kids menu, flipping you off when he realized you were kidding. You stifled your spirit as you basked in your joke, seeing the other two conceal their own laughs. “No, no.” Diamond giggled, “That’s not who I was hinting at. Homer finds playmates his age, anyways.”

You blinked, suddenly feeling a prickle against your neck at what she meant. The name was dawning on you one moment too late, and you nearly grimaced. “Oh, I…” You cleared your throat, “He don’t…He d-doesn’t like me, Diamondback.”

Jesse snorted, “He’s the one who turned you, it’s only natural that it’s gonna be him.” You shifted in your seat as he went on, “He needs the help sometimes, [Y/N], in more ways than one.”

“I’m not that help.” You insisted quickly, shooting a glance out the diner window, your voice lowering fast and finding the comfortable excuses that should be clear as day to them all...no pun intended. “I’m pretty useless, and it’s best I stay alone for now 'til I’m not.”

“Suit yourself, kiddo.” Jesse stopped leaning back in the booth, making your eyes widen again as he leaned towards you, “But he’s connected to you one way or another, and that bond is going to be potent between us all until one of you goes up in flames.” He scoffed when you furrowed your brow at that, “Hey, it happens, just not old age and all that shit. Give it the time of day, time of night, and you’ll be crawling all over each other.”

“I really don’t need that …And that’s fine, I don’t ask anybody to.” You stated plainly. Diamond sat forward now, extending her sharply manicured hand to you as she cooed, “See, that’s not true, sweetie. You can feed yourself just fine, and we like having that [pretty/stunning] smile around in the small times we get to see it. We do want you here, you know.”

Jesse and Homer gave blank glances to the way your clenched hand fell from where it had been folded over your mouth to take hers, and you hummed, “I hate to say that I try to believe that.”

“Well, you're in luck. Don’t mind sayin’ it ‘til you do.” She shrugged, squeezing your hand.

After “breakfast”, you sat on the edge of the motel’s parking lot, Jesse deeming it safe to stay one more night since no one had found your clan's mess quite yet. You were waiting for the moon to rise a little higher in the sky, still aching in some places from last night. Your hunger was quickly diminished with the new turn still, well, new to your body. You could hear pulses as people passed to their rooms, used the vending machine nearby, and the dust that kicked up from the passing cars from the road itched your eyes and nose even more than it ever had as a mortal growing up in this very desert.

It was fine to sit with, but too much of it would overwhelm you fast, which was what would make you either lash out at the next daywalker or slink in for an early rest.

“Oh, I can't believe my eyes. Is that a wild child I see out yonder?”

You tensed at the sound of his voice, holding your inner elbow tighter as the cigarette planted between two fingers started to tremble where you had left it. It suit better to burn instead of trying to inhale it in an attempt to feel a lethal sensation that couldn’t touch foreign immortality germinating with each breath into your body. You couldn’t help the anxiety that came with hearing his boots scuff on the pavement as he walked over, growing closer in slow motion as you hung onto your last quiet moments. His demeanor was too casual for you to stomach just with how tense you usually were, and the situation you had to drift from in the sense of daydreaming to keep from losing your fucking mind.

“Gonna just sit here like a sack of shit, or are ya gonna hunt?” Severen asked, plopping down next to you. You shot him a look and mumbled, “Cool it. I’m just waiting for the right time, after midnight is where the drunks start getting plastered beyond compare.” You sounded uncertain of your words, so you weakly concluded, “…That’s the best ones to go after.”

“Feedin’ off the drunkies? That blood can be a little sour, make you a little wasted alongside ‘em.” He laughed, and you replied dryly, “I don’t mind, ...it feels good.” He hummed in agreement to that, and then sighed in that usual teasing twang, “You're still such a breakable little thing, though. Someone should come with ya tonight, make sure you don't get caught in bad sit-ee-ations.”

“Oh. Did they ask you to?” You quickly asked, “’Cause I don’t want to make you hang around-” You spit it out after a moment’s hesitation, “With a newbie, alright? You really don’t have to.” Severen stopped smiling to himself, and then quickly asked with a shrug of his hand out in the front of both of you, “Well, what if I wanted to? Then what, [Y/N]?”

You rose one eyebrow, squinting as you prodded, “Do you?”

“Yes’m.”

“Really, I-”

“YES, I want to bag one of these blood-filled piles of meat with you, see what kinda easy targets you’re settlin’ for.” He slung his arm around your shoulders, shaking his head as you met his eyes in a startled glower. “We hunt best in groups, and yeah, Diamondback did tell me to entertain this lil slice of bait in front'a me, but…” He smirked at you, “You hold me back, I’m gonna let you crash and burn. Simple as that, and guess what else?”

You almost asked, but he didn’t let you. “Don’t matter that I bit ya. Bite a lot of [fellers/girls/people]. They just don’t find a way to live like you did, is all.” You thought about that, but finally hummed in a surprise of agreement. “Sure, sure. It’s only fair.”

His smile faltered once more, and you stood up and brushed yourself off, dropping the cigarette and snuffing it with your boot.

“Alright. Let’s shake a leg, wildcat.” You hummed as you walked down the road without a second more of hesitation, feeling a little more guarded with the prospect of Severen deciding you were worth his evening.

“Hey, ain’t no wildcat to you, puppydog.” He retorted, but the spurs that clinked after you spoke otherwise.

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

This is-A random request really,you can write these any way you want with different slashers too,Just include Bubba and Thomas please(ówò) Slashers x child reader who's parents,while being chased like-while hiding with the reader just shoves them out of the hiding place to save themself before fleeing,Maybe the reader is like 5 or 7,just smol and the reader just lays down and cries so the slasher just goes after the mom/or dad then comes back and takes the kid in?-

I was writing another request but Tumblr's hangry ass decided to eat it 🙄

ALSO YASS I LOVE THIS REQUESTS, AND I LOVE DIRTY DEED BEING DONE DIRT CHEAP <333.

Slashers x sacrificed! Child! Reader.

Bubba 🩸⛓��

Bubba didn't really wanna kill you, one of those reasons being you were a child and he likes children! And you didn't deserve this. :(

Didn't really wanna kill your parents either because oh how lonely and sad you must feel after seeing your mother and father get cut in half by a chainsaw!!.... Buutt he could always convince his brothers to let you stay in the family for 'extra' help. (he just wants a friend and a kid)

But he had to do what he had to do other wise his whole family will die and it'll all be his fault.

But all of the guilt he felt for your parents after they had pushed you out of their hiding spot after Bubba had found you had disappeared. And instead been replaced with anger and betrayal. Why did they do that? Family is supposed to be everything!

He felt sad looking at you crying on the ground after your brain processed wtf just happened.

He ignored you and instead went dashing towards your parents who were screaming and crying and confused why the killer had gone after them instead.

Earlier he was holding back but now he wasted no time, these people didn't deserve to be called parents.

Few minutes later he went back to you with no weapons on him, finding you still on the ground letting small tears go down and he just had the perfect idea and was dead set on it.

He timidly walked over to you babbling random nonsense but none of them sounded ill willed.

It took a lot of whining and persistence for his brother to finally allow to take you in but he was cautious as hell but everything still worked out really well.

Of course his oldest sibling, Drayton was harsh on you but because he was worried to hell if you were going to snitch on them and ruin his reputation but considering what happened a while back its safe to say you won't. (hopefully?)

And you'll be forced to get involved in the whole killing thing. If you start crying or get sad Bubba will do his best to get more victims so Drayton stops complaining and then you won't have to do it.

Thomas 🩸⛓️

Now Thomas and bubba are very similar although distant cousins.

He holds the same kind of guilt when he sees a family but he loves his own family more. He'll make sure to give yours a quick death.

Same thing, he's a family guy and a big family he can watch spend time together as they get older. <333

He was thinking of taking you in but he's not sure if you would comply because of your current status him basically chasing down you and your family.

But he became less shy of those thoughts as he watched your own parents forcefully make you show yourself to the killer after their tail to save their own skin (no pun intended) and he was now disgusted with your parents at how easily they gave you in.

He was always told the most important thing in this world was family and if your parents couldn't understand that then they shouldn't be parents at all.

He was a bit startled but was quickly catching up to them.

They were disgusting useless people who idiotically pondered why he wasn't taking his time killing off their own child they selfishly offered.

After being done with them he slowly walked over to you without his chainsaw and his hands slightly up.

Showing his best his intention was not to harm you. It didn't take that long or hard to convince his family to add you as a member but they were wary.

And another terrible thing was you HAVE to help with capturing the victims. If it's too much of a toll you Thomas will put on his headphones on you and make you go rest. This can only go so long, it depends on your age and personality.

Soon some guilt tripping form some of his family members and hoyt if it goes on too long. Thomas can only do so much against them.

After a while you'll slowly start to gain their trust and all of you will become a happy odd but cute family. (except for cannibalism stuff, murder and all)

I realised how different the energy and vibes are between bubba snd Thomas wtff

[vee-is-a-clown]

Ok but. Au where Keith was more emersed in the canon stuff as a child. Texas helped Krolia write a letter to Keith for him to read when he was old enough so he'd know that his mom didn't just abandon him. It tells him what the knife is for, where she went, why she left, and that he can't ever tell a human what he is or he could be in danger. It also has detailed illustrations because I like to believe Krolia draws.

When Keith was little, Texas would put him to bed with Galra legends and tales of Voltron. Texas also kept all of Krolia's illustrations of things in space. One of those illustrations included a rough map of where the blue lion was.

When Texas died, Keith inherited a box with his knife, the letter, and Krolia's drawings. It was locked but Keith's also a menace and picked the lock at 14. He never told or showed a soul what was in that box.

That was until the night he saved Shiro. Keith was prepared. Nobody else understood what was going on and Keith did not slow down to explain.

I'd also really like to see Keith's face when he learns that the bedtime stories that he was told from about ages 1-6 were true and that Princess Allura is alive.

That is all.

[vampetery]

show at rubber gloves in denton, TX

ALL PHOTOS FROM @shootnpointphotos ON INSTAGRAM

empty shell casings (first show) -> this was the wildest first show ive ever seen for a band, brought insane vibes and pulled thru with a sick ass nu metal sound

magdalena beating (first and last show) -> INSANE. wish u could have been there // this set was a project put on by the lead vocalist that he put together during covid. they had some members of since my beloved helping out as well, if i can ever find a way to share some footage of the set i WILL

bulletsbetweentongues -> sick ass show everyone went so hard, check tf out of these people if you dont kno alr (metalcore/emoviolence/skramz)

discontent -> HEAVYYYYY heavy heavy i love discontent so much, just saw them twice in a row

balmora -> one of the bands EVER these shows go fucking insane if you can ever catch them

[winter-jay-official]

I'm soooo fucking excited its almost WILDFLOWER SEASON !!!!!! AAAAAA !!!

[scrapnick]

Sawyers 🥩

[housecow]

Hi, I just want to say I love your content and I'd absolutely buy you food and would love more pictures of you. However, im new to your state and I want to learn about the geology of it! Any fun facts you can share?

thank you omggg 🥺🥺 TX is forever the best state imo hehe

however. as for fun facts, i’m more knowledgeable on specifically paleontology so i hope this is interesting… idk if you’re a fan of national parks, but Big Bend NP out in west texas has the most complete and uninterrupted series of fossiliferous strata in the national park system!! specifically, it preserves formations from the early Cretaceous to the Eocene, about 100 million years or so, from 145ma to ~43ma.

another fun fact—quetzalcoatlus northropi, the largest pterosaur and largest flying organism to ever live (dating back 67 million years to the maastrichtian javelina formation iirc), was found out in Big Bend!! in many ways, everything’s bigger in TX :3

^^the dude in question, these things were HUGE. 11-12 meter (~36 feet) wingspan!!!

[zev-ki]