#will i? probably not

[dreamsy990]

this joke mightve worked better for dream drop distance in retrospect

[am-i-interrupting]

Oh my god, guys, I just had an angsty fucking idea. Reader being Singed’s child right? Okay, instead of it being Singed’s daughter that he’s trying to save, it’s his granddaughter. All of this leading to Singed’s child meeting Silco, being jaded, seeing him with Jinx, and slowly opening up. Thoughts?

[curiosity-killed]

Which would win: my weighted blanket (20 lb) pretty directly causing some extra joint pain OR my deep need to be flattened like a pancake

[justsigma-bsd]

ooc: currently debating to just... throw Sigma at a random character and see what happens lmao

[khyvehes]

Happy Batman Day! Tosses a year-old unfinished BatKhy sketch at you

[i-am-too-sick]

Woke up a year older and thought hey, i wanna write a series.

[ethereal-feline]

I wonder if Nicque Marina has watched Mob Psycho 100 yet

I say this partially because of my own brain rot and because I get the feeling I know what observations/skits she'd make like...

Suzuki Senior being a bad dad AND has/had Endeavor's colors(red hair blue eyes), relentlessly dragged by Sho at every opportunity.

Teru's humbling. The sparkle emojis, the sunglasses, I genuinely don't know what prop she'd use for Teru's wig but what if it always changes lol

Her Reigen will always have sunglasses. And/or something to drink. Like her Tony Stark. Plays up the parental side.

An entire skit of Ritsu and Reigen silently beefing, big forced smiles, and Mob just chilling and vibing

Body improvement Club. Apparently the English VA for the captain is also Endeavor. Surely, there is a joke to be made here.

I would do the "day x of recommending MP100" but I don't have a youtube channel(only an account to watch and like videos) and the thought of increasing my social media presence haunts me so into tue void of tumblr does this go 😂

[angelicjackles]

just know that if you interact with my posts and i follow it up by liking yours immediately afterwards that is my anxious ass way of saying hey :)

[reliquiaria]

saw people redrawing famous paintings as their favorite ships and now i want to do it with my yumeships . . .

[doctormage]

the approximation of winter approacheth…..I am once again feeling the urge to play dragoned age

[starchasing-cryptid]

my brain keeps giving me scenes for the marauders era gossip girl au i thought of ages ago instead of doing that for the things i'm currently writing :/

[davekatzdefensesquad]

It’s nanowrimo time again

Time to fail miserably

[kurokmask]

im SOOOOOO close to finishing the zelink trapped in hell together fic. if i try i could finish it THIS WEEK

[theboludaspring]

A very small drabble crossover of Stranger Things and The Black Phone, Steve-centric. Just some writing practice, don't look for too much logic in this.

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Small bits of dried paint and dust fall from the ceiling as the door slams violently against the wall, shaking the foundations of the old house.

He doesn't dwell on it and doesn't take another second to go inside. His head jerks in every direction, searching for something, anything, that will help him find out where the kids are. The kids he has come to love as much as his brats in Hawkins, the kids he has timidly claimed but with an ever-growing and fiercer desire to protect. And that is what drives him, drives him to keep searching, their faces and names replaying in his mind as the rage inside him battles the icy terror that shakes his soul.

Posters of missing people covered the town. Posters of missing people with pictures of the kids. Someone had taken his kids.

He thinks of Gwen, her tearful face as she begs him to 'Please, please. Find my brother'. Her shame and fear as she tells him about her dreams, that they are only dreams, but maybe…

Steve clenches his fists, not even noticing the splinters digging into his skin from the force of his grip on his nail bat, the one with traces of the last time he used it, black mucus and demodog blood that for the first time, he is not afraid to mix with human blood.

The Grabber, he thinks, should never have gone after his children.

Finally, he sees it. A hidden door for those who don't know what they're looking for, a basement straight out of a nightmare. And Steve doesn't think, doesn't care. He runs and pushes hard at the door, a plea on the tip of his tongue to whatever god is listening, a 'please' that he repeats over and over in his mind because he doesn't know what he'll do if they... if they...

Then he sees it: a man. A man with surprise in his eyes and a mask covering half of his face. And behind him...

Behind him...

Steve screams. He screams with anger and aggression, with violence guaranteed, with a desire for revenge but an even greater desire to protect.

He screams because these kids are chained and injured. He screams because Finney, Robin, Bruce, Vance, Billy, and Griffin are dirty, far from home, scared, with barely a glimmer of hope in their eyes at the sight of him. He screams because it's unfair, everything is so unfair and-...

(They're alive, God, they're alive. Thank you thank you thank you).

Steve doesn't know what will happen in the next few minutes, but he swears that he will get those kids out of there, no matter what monster he has to face to do it.

[chowtrolls]

i wanna redo dia’s main outfit on his current sprites :(