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Hahahhaha what if we like… went on a quest that required us to… go back in time make a mosaic representing the beauty of all life… and then lived an entire life together… and like had a family… and fell in love… and then one of us died… and the other discovered the final piece to the puzzle while digging the grave… and it symbolized like… finding the meaning of life through living it… and then like we were brought back to the present… but we somehow remembered it… and then we would know that we work cause we would have lived it… like idk man who gets that kind of proof of concept…
No? Ok just a thought yk just throwing it out there haha
#the magicians#it's crazy because I'll literally never get over them#i haven't rewatched that scene in ages but I read this and immediately went#peaches and plums motherfucker#like some kind of sleeper cell agent#thank you writers for devastating me in that way 🫡
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🦋 every single choice will affect your fate, and the fate of those around you 🦋
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Ngl I totally forgot fandom discourse was a thing. I don’t care man, I have car payments
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#the fun earlier was getting taco bell#but now i feel like I'm gonna die??#or maybe just throw up#either way not a fun reaction to food!!!
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one of my students just came up to me and went "happy Monday. the situations never end." on GOD they don't, little buddy. On God they don't.
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imagine you make microwave popcorn and by wild chance every single kernel has the same exact popping point and after like a minute in the microwave the bag instantly fills up with a single earsplitting gunshot noise would that be fucked up or what
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...I found the “girl falls into middle earth” fic I wrote when I was 11
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Hey guys what’s up just got back from watchin the pjo show premiere yeah it was a totally fine show and I feel a normal way about it
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Look, weddings bring up some complicated feelings. About love, about money, family. And those feelings make people do things they normally wouldn't do. Even murder. So, I'd like to talk to everybody here and hear your accounts of what happened this weekend. I like to call them your mind movies. We're all stars of our own movies. Season 2 of The Afterparty (2022-present) created by Christopher Miller
#the afterparty#season 1 was good for sure#but season 2 was SO GOOD#hannah's mind movie specifically was so fun#also fuck edgar lmao glad he croaked 🤪
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#the first gif had me like damn who is that???#but of course it's THE mary elizabeth winstead#only the love of my fucking liiiife#she's so beautiful#ewan mcgregor you better treat her so well I swear to god#can't believe i might break my streak of not watching star wars shows bc she's in it
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not very good at asking for things that I want
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after eddie introduces a demogorgon to one of his hellfire campaigns, the kids get a little squirmy. they're nervously looking at each other and aren't engaging as excitedly as they usually do. when he calls time, he watches dustin rummage through his backpack and produce a walkie talkie.
he watches, a bit dumbfounded, as the kid demands a 'check-in'. all at once, multiple different voices come over the channel. stating a name and then saying 'safe.' ("nancy, safe." "robin, safe." "max, safe.")
"steve?" dustin demands. there's only static. "steve!" a little more frantic this time.
"he left to pick you up." a female voice replies, "he's probably fine. you'll see him soon."
none of the kids look particularly pleased, and pack up hastily. eddie and the other hellfire members all share confused glances. he, more morbidly curious than anything else, follows the little sheep as they hurry out of the school.
dustin is fucking restless as they all stand in the empty parking lot. he won't stay still and none of them are answering any of eddie's questions. and he only gets more confused when a brown beemer pulls in, windows down and playing depeche mode through the speakers. dustin goes to sprint towards it, and he has to hold him by the collar to stop him getting run over.
the beemer pulls up and steve harrington, in all his glory, steps out, frowning. dustin wrenches out of eddie's grip and all but bodies the guy, wrapping arms tightly around his midsection. steve, still looking puzzled, hugs back. lucas and mike trail after dustin.
"we called a check-in." dustin says, a bit muffled from where his face is smushed into steve's shirt. steve goes sort of pale, and- and presses a goddamn kiss to the top of henderson's head before tightening the hug.
"shit, i'm sorry." and eddie believes him. he sounds so guilty. "i meant to replace the batteries before i left. sorry, i'm okay." dustin pulls back and scrubs at his eyes. lucas takes his place, though the hug he gives is more like one of those bro-hugs jocks seem to love. steve smiles regardless. he just ruffles mike's hair, who pouts in response but looks relieved nonetheless.
"asshole." he mutters. "rule four, walkies on at all times." steve nods as the kid half-heartedly waves goodbye to eddie and hops in the backseat of the beemer. lucas follows. dustin seems reluctant to walk around the car, to take his eyes off steve for even a second.
"you wanna stay over tonight?" steve asks, warm and gentle. he folds his arms and in that moment eddie thinks they look sort of like brothers. "robin and me were gonna watch some films. we can call your mom from mine."
the kid nods, looking a bit happier. steve slaps him on the back and motions him to get in the car. dustin swivels to hug and say goodbye to eddie (who sort of forgot he was physically present in this moment) before doing as he was told.
steve turns to eddie. which- whew! hi pretty eyes.
"sorry." he smiles and eddie can't for the life of him figure out what he's apologising for. "they, uh- yeah. them." he gestures vaguely at the car and eddie just chuckles.
"hey, man, no worries." he says, a little breathless that he's having a conversation with the steve harrington. "they okay? never seen henderson look so rattled." steve nods, then seems to think better of it and just shrugs. cocks his hip to the side (stop fucking staring at his hips, munson, lord!)
"they will be." he glances back at the beemer, which is now full of childish bickering. pauses to think and then asks, "you using demogorgons in your campaign right now?"
eddie blinks at him. "yes? yeah. what the fuck- how do you know what that is? what-" steve just laughs.
"long story." there's a haunted look in his eyes before he continues, "just, uh- that's probably what upset them. demogorgons and us- them, i mean-" he waves his hand. "bad memories. hard to explain, but... if you could..." he doesn't need to ask, seems like he doesn't know how or even if he's allowed.
"got it, ill tweak the campaign." harrington smiles at him, something small and genuine, and murmurs a thanks. offers him a fucking lift, which eddie declines, motioning to his van. harrington just nods, tells him to get home safe and then clambers back into the car, yells at the kids to put seatbelts on with all the exasperation of a single dad, and pulls away.
eddie watches them go, having seen a side of harrington he'd thought dustin had been lying about. steve harrington, the caring babysitter, everyone's older brother, a changed man.
he starts escorting the kids to the parking lot more often.
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