#this is my first wip

[stevieboyscoffee]

WIP

“It is what it is,” Steve sighed, looking at the rejection letters from the different colleges he had applied to. It was his second time, after Robin had encouraged him to try again. He wasn’t surprised; Steve had learned to just accept the bad things that came his way. It was easier. It made it easier to accept the lectures from his father’s disapproval about his life choices. It made it easier to accept when Nancy didn’t love him. Made it easier to accept that he was just bullshit. Robin looked between him and the papers, up at his face with a worried brow, and back down to the papers. It felt like she was trying to will them to change into acceptance letters with just her stare.

“You’re not upset? I thought you wanted to go to college with me..” she sighed, her eyes finally softening with disappointment. She looked back up at him, setting on staring at his chest. She couldn’t meet his eyes. Robin had tried so hard to work with him on his applications. It looked like he was trying too, but maybe she was wrong. Maybe he wanted to work with his dad’s firm, and this was his way of letting her down easy.

Steve struggled to meet her eyes, “I did. I really did, Robs..” He hated how easy it was for everyone to go back to thinking so little of him. They thought the worst of him at the slightest inconvenience, after he gave himself up to help them save the world. Even Robin, who was his best friend, his platonic soulmate, would take any slightly “undermining” response and take it as bitchy disinterest. It was just another remind of how little he fit in with the rest of his found family.

Robin just shrugged, turning away.

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Max hated it.

Today was different though. Eddie had finally graduated, and even with as young as Will was, he thought the boys owed him the role of the Game Master. Max didn't disagree. El had told her about the things Will had confided to his sister. Well, actually, he had told Jonathan, and El overheard Jonathan talking to Argyle about it. Will was upset, spending the entire summer trying to get his best friends to play one campaign with him, and all they could do was focus on their girlfriends. Will didn't even like girls. It felt like they had all found something that he exclusively couldn't do. Then he came back, months later, after defeating Vecna, only to find they'd joined an entire DnD club. It was like a stab to his heart.

But the point was, Will had no problem moving dates around the basketball games. So tonight was their last session before the summer. It was the end of their campaign. The finale. Max didn't know the exact term for it. She could see the boys panicking over their decision. Everyone was low on health. Their cleric had died, and everyone else as well. Mike was alone with the final boss. The older boys were arguing among themselves about what Mike should do. Meanwhile Steve had that look on his face. He sat in on a lot more of their campaigns than she did, if Dustin's word was anything to go by. It made sense. He was their ride home. Only until Lucas passed his driver's test in a few months. She figured he'd make this face when that happened too.

Will made his final role for the boss they were fighting. Mike had just rolled to hit, and his odds weren't looking great. The boys were all leaning over the table, watching intently. Dustin's scream was heard first. Max almost had to cover her ears. Even her scream wasn't as high as that. It wasn't a scream of triumph though. He was practically crying, "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" It was almost enough to make Max think something had gone genuinely wrong. She looked to Steve again, calm a solemn amid the chaos that had taken over. She knew he was about to say the thing. That dreaded sentence.

"It's alright boys. It is what it is," Steve sighed, looking tired and slightly confused. He may have sat in on more campaigns, but he only knew about as half as much about the game as Max did. Every one of the boys suddenly turned on him.

"How could you say that, Steve?!" Lucas yelled right at Steve's face. He had gotten taller, and was always the first to get sharp and mean when things went wrong. Steve's shoulders hunched as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"It's not that big of a deal, Sinclair.." Steve tried to start off. He hated when they looked at him like this. Like he had laughed at them for crying over a dead dog. It was just a game.

"Not that big of a deal!?" all three boys cried in unison. Will was sitting smugly in his chair, satisfied with their displeasure. "This campaign took all year to complete, Steve!" Mike shouted. "I didn't get to finish my last campaign, remember!?" Lucas was upset. Steve could reason with his frustration. Steve didn't think Eddie had apologized nearly enough to make up for excluding Lucas because he liked sports.

[ruushes]

i'm sure there's a canon timeline but dao is a springtime game to me

[illuminatedferret]

post-canon fics where hua cheng gets amnesia'd back into wuming, who inevitably finds out His Beloved Is Married always read like the meme "I'll be his second husband." (what happened to the first?) "Nothing you can prove."

jump to xie lian, who knows exactly what mental contortions the love of his life would go to rather than recognize that xie lian loves him, deciding to humor wuming's murder fantasy for shits and giggles. 'you want to murder my husband, wuming? hm, i dont know... he is nice. except for the time he proposed to me and then immediately walked it back as a joke- oh, you'd treat me better than that? you'd never do something so cruel? well... im listening.'

cue hua cheng getting his memories back like "gege i thought we were over this. gege. gege stop laughing. gege please. i said sorry!"

[toxooz]

also been thinking abt pooki with his cunty scarf💅

if my next drawing post isnt the comic update take me out back and shoot me like a sick dog

[kiwibrain]

part 2 of the silly isat dunmeshi crossover, with angst and a recipe i made up in 2 minutes :)

Part 1 ✨

[sanctus-ingenium]

A certain fisherman [...] went to the same place again to fish, and he put a row of hooks on his heels in case he met the Púca again; he attached them like a horseman's spurs. When evening drew near, he made a halter of the fishing-line for the Púca. The Púca met him the second time. He himself caught the Púca, put the fishing-line over his head like a halter, and started to ride him. He drove him wherever he wanted to go, and he kept putting his heels with the hooks like spurs to the Púca's sides, so that the Púca was shedding blood from the pricks of the hooks.

Excerpt from "The Púca: A Multi-Functional Irish Supernatural Entity" by Deasún Breatnach

buy a print of this piece here :>

[wardingshout]

funny little island

[machinerot]

[luxmoogle]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ A q u a ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

[ruubesz-draws]

Just doodle

Minus One: Sneak 100

[araneapeixes]

Not gonna be able to get back to this for the next week or so but I wanted to share so wips :))

[forecast0ctopus]

not divulging my thoughts on star trek (2009) rn. but this scene is like a cartoon to me

[dpurut]

primum non nocere

art ig- @acepostale

[kirchenaere]

Preparing to sexualize that old man by sketching fanart of a game that isn't even out yet

[wispscribbles]

Rest for the wicked

[bixels]

Messy Trixie Charleston dance roughs.