#two seconds after that photo

[greyias]

That feel when mom is playing the vidya games and you’ve been dropping all the hints that you want to snuggle

[egophiliac]

how are u on gavv so far? because i need to scream about how insane it has been (and that zakuzakuchips and fuwamallow have won special places in my heart)

can't believe his mom got flavor-blasted to death. 😔 RIP.

[angeldreamsoffanfic]

based loosely around this song from måneskin - enjoy lovies!

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“AND THE WINNER IS… CORRODED COFFIN!”

Steve Harrington can’t help but holler as the band is announced, his hand being squeezed tightly by Robin Buckley- who lets out her own squeal that could pierce a person’s ears. The two roommates clink their champagne glasses together, hearing their cellphones buzz from wherever they had set them for the moment.

“Fuck, just- shit I’m not supposed to curse up here, huh?” Eddie’s voice is low as he stood on the stage, surrounded by the entire band. The expletives are mainly blipped out for the television version; but Steve couldn’t help but laugh as the audience laughed in real time.

“He’s such a doofus,” Robin fondly teased, eyes bright as she crowded Steve closer. Steve let his eyes dart down to watch Robin curl her legs up under herself, as she dips herself to rest against Steve’s side.

Gareth, Jeff, and Grant all look fondly towards Eddie— all with different varying stages of just pure exasperation written across their faces.

“Anyway-” Eddie drags the word out, holding up his spare hand as the other cradles the award to his hip. The crowd simmers and Eddie shook his head for a second, before dropping his hand to curl back around the microphone. “We thank everyone for this, this’ll be our fourth year in the making of winning this thing, and that’s not a thing we take for granted.”

Gareth stepped up next, and Eddie stepped away with a fond smile on his face. Steve couldn’t help but furrow his brow as both he and Robin leaned forward. That hadn’t been the start of the speech that Eddie had read him just a few days prior over FaceTime.

“Dingus? What’s going on?” Robin asked softly, her nails digging tiny half moons into the palm of Steve’s hand.

“I have no fucking idea, Robs-”

“We have so many people to thank, but we want to focus specifically on the people who helped make this happen.” Gareth’s voice is soft, and Steve knows in the back of his mind that this clip will inevitably make it onto one of the TikToks that Robin insisted (forced) he watch.

“We, however, want to really extend a thank you to our record label.” Jeff spoke up next, his eyes almost glinting as he took his space in front of the microphone.

“Supersonic Records has been a ride to work with and we’re thankful for the opportunity.” Grant droned, voice monotone as he bent his head to speak into the microphone.

He then stepped back, and Eddie was back in the place at the microphone. The rest of the band flanked him, with Grant easily pulling the award out of his hands.

“Which… is why we fucking quit.” Eddie has the microphone in his hands, and Steve let out a small punched out noise at the firmness that is bleeding heavy over Eddie’s words. “Fuck our contract, fuck you Supersonic Records.”

“If I can’t be with my boyfriend in front of this fucking world, there isn’t a point anymore.” Their isn’t time to bleep out Eddie’s curse word, and Eddie bares his teeth as he holds the microphone close to his lips. “Yeah, that’s right folks- not only do I have a boyfriend, Supersonic wanted to hide it from all of you.”

“And we’re done being their pawns,” Gareth is grinning as he leaned into Eddie’s space, and both Jeff and Grant let out loud whoops as the audience cheers loudly along.

Eddie leers then, all teeth and gums as he stared straight into the camera. Steve felt something sink and burn low in his gut, even as Robin let out a squeal from right next to him.

Eddie has the microphone pressed against his lips, and Steve swore if he was any closer- static would be the only thing that came over the amplifiers. His brown doe-eyes are rimmed in a careful swipe of black liner, and he drops his left lid into a quick wink.

The camera zoomed in, just as Eddie made sure to point right toward it.

“Steve Harrington, I bought a plane ticket… and I am coming home to fuck the shit out of you.”

The show manages to bleep the swear in time.

Somewhere deeper in the apartment Steve and Robin are in, he can hear their phones go crazier.

Steve can’t find it in himself to be annoyed either.

[north-wilkesboro-moonshine-cave]

congratulations to Mme. Pascale Leclerc, who has surely just experienced both the funniest and most unhinged weekend a mother could ever have. Dear fucking christ, I hope your middlest son brought you a bottle of champagne for yourself, ma'am.

[ralseinumberonebiggestsupporter]

diversity win your trans cousin is talking to you again

[walking-circles]

oh i also drew some stuff from my trip

[chilapis]

I love posts that are like “imagine your f/o picking you up” because they’re meant to be so sweet and gentle but every time I get picked up by a friend my brain just… shuts down. Like for whatever reason my brain physically fails to compute the situation. I cannot imagine what it would be like with Ajax

[malinaa]

I BELIEVE IN BISEXUALS <3

[pallases]

it is bad when i am in my feels enough to return to the abandoned poetry archives

[keflibunni]

she wants my maccing cheese

[28mindgames]

glowing

[museganjin]

edit: eye design on the pin is based off of this video tutorial by yurie sekiya, creator of pero pero sparkles.

[yellow-yarrow]

im being so nice and normal considering everything

[icewindandboringhorror]

Various images from the past year or so... posting my evil little photo diary collections once again..

[alstroemerian-dragon]

second round! and here we have the full set of coverups, all done by hajime, over the course of about a year and a half to two years post-sim. a majority of them are things fuyuhiko decided on and so theyre definitely a collaboration (and a lot of the symbolism is either stuff just he and hajime knows or stuff he thinks only he knows that hajime just doesnt make clear hes aware of lmao) but hajime did all the ink work. definitely took some convincing on makoto and kyoko’s parts to get the Foundation to send them a tattoo gun, let me tell you

like before, symbolism explanation under the cut!

on his right breast are alstroemeria lilies, or Lily of the Inca flowers. in hanakotoba, they can represent friendship and devotion, but also “such strong connection that language is limited when attempting to explain it.” dont think i need to elaborate on that one.

on his right breast are alstroemeria lilies, or Lily of the Inca flowers. in hanakotoba, they can represent friendship and devotion, but also “such strong connection that language is limited when attempting to explain it.” dont think i need to elaborate on that one.

on his left is a koi fish, a common feature in traditional japanese woodcut, and bluebells, which symbolize gratitude

on his back, there are five dragon heads emerging from a central point. the two on the sides are cut off (representing his parents), and the one on the top is as well, though it has a branch of cherry blossoms growing from the stump, which symbolize kindness and the transience of life. this neck is meant to represent his sister. the two diagonally to either side grow onto his arms. the five headed dragon is just generally meant to represent his family/clan — he wasnt sure if putting nine on there would give enough room for the other stuff he wanted, so they just settled on five

the dragon head on his right shoulder is meant to just sort of represent himself. the tail that wraps around his left bicep also features a katana and a camellia blossom, specifically a red one, which symbolizes both love and “perishing in grace”. this part of the dragon is, of course, meant for peko.

on his left shoulder are also a few kamchatka fritillaries, which symbolize both love and a curse

on his right arm and elbow replacing his mother’s hand are aster flowers, specifically tartarian aster, which symbolize remembrance. below that are just some traditionally stylized clouds to cover up the fire from before

on his left forearm is a little sigil he came up with, featuring a wrench, a crown, roses, and chains. this little combo is meant to represent his connections to the other survivors, kazuichi, sonia, and akane. on the wrist, replacing the band that symbolized his devotion to junko, is one featuring fifteen little pips in a bunch of different colors. y’all can guess with that one

on the back of his neck, above the cherry blossoms for natsumi, are a sunflower and orange blossoms. sunflowers symbolize respect and passionate love, and orange blossoms can mean purity, but thats… not really why he has either of them. and hajime also knows thats not why he has either of them. they dont talk about it.

(fun fact, orange blossoms are well known for being considered an aphrodisiac. just thought that was a fun thing to know.)

and finally, in the middle of his back, below the dragons, are a pair of red-crowned crane phoenixes. the crane is known in japan and china as being a sign of good luck and for granting favors, and the phoenix felt like it represented fuyuhiko in a weird way to me — but he specifically asked for two of them. because despite these being the final additions to his menagerie, he felt like he didnt yet have enough ink on his body representing how important hajime is to him, so he put this sappy shit in there. They Do Not Talk About It.

also, if youre wondering why he has a cross necklace, i. um. well. i just think. look they had to have left stuff in their lockers and dorms at the academy when they faked their deaths and most of the school was closed off to class 78 and its not like the Limbs could get in while they were there and then the Foundation would have raided the school so maybe they found some of their old stuff and look i’m just sayin that maybe—

[muncaster]

books i read this year ranked top to bottom from fave to least fave ft. Strangers (who was hangin out throughout all of these)