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livwritesstuff · 1 month

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“Steve,” Eddie mutters, “Stop it, you’re staring.”

Steve is staring, eyes fixed on a family sitting in a cluster of seats two rows ahead of them on the commuter rail — a mom and dad with three kids, the oldest no older than ten, the youngest four or five. They’re not too much older than Steve and Eddie’s own kids (who are seven, five, and two), and by the looks of the princess dresses and mouse ears and branded souvenir bags they’re also on their way home from the afternoon Disney on Ice show at the TD Garden.

“That mom,” Steve says, addressing Eddie even though his gaze doesn’t shift away from the unsuspecting targets of his relentless judginess, “is upset because her kids are whining and misbehaving, but they asked for food and she said no, and they said they were bored and she ignored them.”

In Steve’s defense (not that Eddie would actually say any of this to him; he doesn’t need the egging on), his assessment isn’t exactly incorrect. All three of those kids are either colossally melting down or just on the verge of doing so, and both of their parents are mostly ignoring them.

“God, and they’re gonna grow up learning they can’t rely on their parents for help,” Steve continues, “I just...I just don’t get why we had to go through all those evals and interviews and home visits and shit before we were deemed suitable parents when any idiot straight couple can just have a kid with no regulation whatsoever.”

“Steve,” Eddie says through gritted teeth as he glances at their own daughters to make sure they aren’t eavesdropping (they’re not – Moe and Robbie are sitting by the window and playing with the toys they’d gotten to pick out during intermission, and Hazel is halfway to asleep in Steve’s lap), “My love — little pitchers.”

Steve only shrugs, but he does drop the subject for the rest of the train ride.

The universe must hate Eddie (or love Steve) because that family gets off at the same station as them. Hazel is completely sacked out by then, and Steve had taken her while Eddie manned the older two and they’re busy running ahead of him to the car so there’s literally nothing he can do when Steve detours away from them to follow a few yards behind the other family.

When he finally makes his way back over to them, it’s with a gleeful grin on his face.

“I knew it.” Steve says with a gleeful grin, “I knew they had to be shitty parents.”

Eddie eyebrows flew up, because – seriously, the fucking audacity on this guy.

“You know what I always say – you can either be a good parent or have a clean car, and that car was fucking spotless.”

“Steve Harrington.”

#all eddie had wanted to talk about was how they manage to turn the ice rink into a basketball court #steddie #liv’s steddie dads verse #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie dads #judgy steve my beloved #<- new tag let's party

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soediz · 4 months

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pafl doodles 2 start off the new year bcs. i said so..

characters belong to @nopanamaman

#pafl #parties are for losers #art #myart #ferry #soediz art #pafl sanya #pafl katya #sanya is in the scott pilgrim artsyle in two of these #I LOVE SANYA #anyays gusy listen 2 100 epitaths #and read scott pilgrim #joyous #erm #RRMM #why did it let me add the erm tag 3 seperate times r u crazy #ok #HAPPY NEW YEARS #BYE

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myenterpriseisparked · 10 months

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Okay I understand where people are coming from with the "emotional suppression in Vulcans is learned not genetic" talk re: "Charades" but, consider......... the emotional suppression is muscle memory, and the aliens took away the mental muscles that remembered how to do it. It's a crude metaphor on my part, but that was the way I saw it.

Also consider: it's a sci fi show using extremely high-concept bullcrap science on a weekly basis and maybe nitpicking it is a fruitless endeavor because none of it is going to make sense otherwise and enjoying the ride for what it is is a much more enjoyable way to engage with this franchise. Sometimes you need to shrug and let dumb things happen and laugh.

#i am so sick of whatching people find itty bitty things to pick SNW apart over #I'm trying really hard not to get internet preachy about it because everyone it entitled to their own opinions #but some people really beed to calm down and stop taking everything so seriously #Star Trek has NEVER had completely accurate science #or consistent rules within it's own universe #I mean look at Threshold #that is 1000% Not How Evolution Works #like at all #but we all laugh it off and throw a party about it every year #or how about the fact that Miles O Brien was a Leiutenant #and then he was suddenly an enlisted man #I could go on #but the point is that if you get caught up in the trees you'll miss the forest #and also a bundle of laughs because that was a very funny episode #was it perfect? of course not #but I am not gonna let the flaws ruin the whole thing for me #I had fun and laughed and smiled and that's all that really matters in my book #Strange New Worlds #snw spoilers #I'm really hesitant to tag this because I don't want people coming for my head lol #but alas I need to make sure people who haven't watched the episode can block spoilers

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hey-scully-itsme · 8 months

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tagged by @mooseofthesea!! Thanks!!

Rules: seven comfort films, seven people.

In no particular order:

The Black Stallion (1979)

Le Samourai (1967)

Master and Commander (2003)

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (2011)

Another Round (2020)

Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)

The Philadelphia Story (1940)

tagging @fbi-2nd-most-unwanted @keistance @mxlxdroit @cinemaocd @rubeum-et-nigrum @quietsea @cutemothman

#i have a black stallion tattoo actually #its basically my favorite movie ever #Another Round is my new years movie when i don't have a party to go to #last year i synched it up so it ended exactly at midnight which turned out to be a 10/10 choice #also shoutout to a bunch of pre-code films that don't quite make this list but rock anyway #also pls feel free to let me know if you'd rather not be tagged!#this is the first tag game i've actually filled out

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tequatls-favorite-spoon · 1 year

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my art from the na vs art party!! took me a lil bit cuz i wanted to color it and that meant cleaning up the sketches and then i wanted to shade them and hajsksldhaflk

the characters from left to right:

Quinn Teeling - @sunsrefuge

Ambrose Wolfsbane - @commander-gloryforge

Finnegän - @pinecone-enthusiast

Astrëllä - @ohpollenpowder

#vsartparty #gw2 #guild wars 2 #others ocs #my art #also!!! please let me know if i got any of the names or tumblrs wrong!! especially ambrose cuz i didn’t get the name in my ref screenshot #i did go thru the art party tag to find the character i drew and i’m like 99% sure it’s ambrose but if it’s not him i’m SO SORRY #ahhh i hope people like them ajhsjalakf #like i know that getting art of ur oc is usually great no matter what but i get anxious lol #also i used a new shading technique and idk how i feel about it #like i like how i blended out the edges and stuff #but i might have to play with using different colors in different areas instead of just using the same purple lol #really happy with how i did the hair this time tho!! i feel like i usually like hair better in the sketching phase #cuz it’s all loose and rough and messy #i just feel like i get the shape and idk vibe? of the hair better then #and when i get to lines or shading i feel like i end up making the hair too solid? like i lose the flowy-ness of the hair and stuff #anyway i think i did pretty good with it this time tho!! i liked adding the highlights a lot :)#…i actually kinda was referencing an old how to draw manga book i got when i was 11 #listen. it was one of the good ones and had actually good tips and info #and the way it showed shading hair kinda influenced me here and i think it worked!#oh wow i really rambled in the tags this time #there’s a reason my personal texts posts (at least on my main) are tagged as ‘regan rambles’

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sunbackeddog · 8 months

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I finally completed the first leg of my holy grail.... It only took three years

#oingo boingo #they might be giants #rem #caw caw #i feel the need to state the tmbg st was. ... fate #we walked past the record shop on vacation and i went 'oh we need to go in i am looking for tmbg st!'#and it was just. there. in its original shrink wrap glory #gracing the new arrivals rack #and people still argue with me over the existing of reckoning #literally my fave rem album and people dont know it exists......#and dead mans party was a preorder red re-press i thought was lost for good because i couldnt get into the acct i ordered on #and i thought they just cancelled it #turns out it got stuck in the post because i used half my address in canada and half the address of my gracious record-keeper in the usa #(cheap shipping)#anyways i do have other holy grails i have gotten in the quest for these three!#i got the holo frogstomp for example #and the dont let the devil take another day set #on the same day that i found a carnavas re-press and your ex lover remains dead #new holy grail: bummer on blue and black 💙🖤#existence*** let me edit tags on mobile you sick fucks

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glass-animall-crossing · 11 days

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Officially restarting my animal crossing island to make it based on the dnd campaign I'm in vdhdgsjsh

#havent actually played new horizons in forever im excited to pick it back up #only problem is i dont have Nintendo online anymore #so i have to make every design myself. which i dont mind but im not great at it hdidhrkrj #sorry Pumpkin. you will be missed o7 #but im so ready for a new start #already have (most) villagers picked out to represent our party members. But now the problem is. I dont know whos going to be the Player.#might just name them The Horrors #dnd island shenanigans #<- new island tag lets go #animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons

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confetti-cat · 8 months

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For some reason I often forget to share with Tumblr that I do, in fact, write things more frequently than I post them here, so here's a piece I still like! A oneshot for Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild (and some of the rest of the LoZ series).

time immemorial, remembered - (2k)

If he is a hero of anything, it's of a grown-over wild, a land where grasses spring up in fallen garrisons and every breath of wind carries the scent of old rains and new flowers and ancient wisps of forgotten memories.

He doesn't want to remember others. He doesn't want to recall lives that aren't his own.

(It's strange, when he remembers the wrong things.)

Set post-BotW - feat. friendly adventuring, a little bit of Link/Zelda fluff, and Link just wishing he could remember the pieces to his own puzzle. Written before TotK, so no spoilers for it. Enjoy!

AO3 link here!

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It's strange, when he remembers the wrong things.

He knows he doesn't remember everything. He knows that, Zelda knows that (unfortunately—he tried, he's still trying; she deserves a knight who truly remembers her), Impa and Purah and Robbie know that, and the spirits of the King and Champions know that. He's working hard to regain his memories, and they all know that's the most he can do.

Still, it's hard not to wish his mind would do more when his sense of déjà vu doesn't always work correctly.

They're at the curl of the beach where Akkala overlooks the ocean, and while Zelda is gushing about her Sheikah Slate picture of a new rhino beetle, he's looking at the sand. Something stirs in his head, as he looks at the waves and the palm trees and thinks—you've been here.

The feeling is bittersweet but painful, like a memory of an odd dream. Yet it was clear—he'd woken up on the beach once and cleared caves for kind people and had walked a strange black dog on a chain. A big dog with big teeth.

"When did I shipwreck at sea?" he asks Zelda, because it doesn't quite fit with what he knows of his life in the past. Perhaps his father had taught him to sail—perhaps he'd gotten a small boat himself. Zelda has a clearer picture of his life than he does at this point.

Yet, she stares at him uncertainly, blinking once or twice.

"When did you... pardon?"

A wave of embarrassment rushes over him, because Zelda usually understands him perfectly, and—sheesh, maybe he hadn't spoken clearly. His voice catches in his throat sometimes. He tries not to look so ashamed as he restates his question. "...Didn't I shipwreck at sea, once?"

Zelda blinks at him, thoughts whirring through her eyes, and then she looks out at the beach and the palm trees and the ocean.

"...Not that I'm aware of," she says carefully, and Link reminds himself that they hadn't truly known each other until they were sixteen. "Perhaps it happened when you were young?"

He doesn't know. Something about it doesn't feel quite right, like it doesn't fit. It's a puzzle piece to the wrong puzzle.

So he shrugs and dismisses it, at least for now, though the images don't leave his mind.

It happens again when they're up at Shatterback Point, just in time for the sunset. The Zora reservoir glistens like molten sapphire below, and the mountain peaks all around them have a golden-purple sheen in the late afternoon light.

It's not that, though—it's the way it feels to have the world so far below, and to see wing feathers as eagles make lofty circles in the sky, and he has the silly thought of how maybe this is Hyrule, and everything else so far below is really just Lorule.

It doesn't really hit him until Zelda has found an excuse to poke fun at him, in a playful, friendly way that ends with her smirking at him and his back to the open air, stuck in the few inches between a princess and a freefall that would last ages.

He can't lean forward for balance because she's right there, and he certainly is not leaning backward, so there's really no other option than to cling to balance and try to stand rigidly.

His heart skips a beat, because he suddenly remembers this—staring nervously into the face of a blonde princess who has far too much fun spending time with him, and he knows what will happen. She's going to push him off, like she did when they were in the sky kingdom and he liked wearing tan and she looked a bit different.

But she doesn't push him. Zelda shrinks back a little and laughs in embarrassment at her actions—she was more sure of herself a hundred years ago in the sky, wasn't she? Or was it a hundred thousand?—and allows him to step away from the edge and toward the danger: high dive at your own risk! sign a safer distance from the open air.

(He thinks—and this is really him, the normal him—that if it didn't take so long to get back up here from the water far below, he would show her a swan dive.)

(Maybe they could both—no, no. It isn't called Shatterback Point for nothing. He somehow doubts that she shares his ideas of entertainment out here, anyway.)

"I apologize," this Zelda says in embarrassment, looking away so that he can only see the tips of her ears turning pink. "I don't know what came over me."

His brain is too bewildered by all the déjà vu to mind. He tells her it's fine, because it is—some part of him thinks it feels nice to recognize that they have something friendly and familiar. Even if it is a bit teasing, and even if it does make adrenaline shoot through his veins and his heart pump hard enough to ready him for a freefall.

It happens again at twilight, late after a long day in Hyrule Field. The sky is tinted purple, and flecks of grass and dust float by in the strong breeze.

A wolf is there, in a place Link doesn't usually see any. It's on the next hillside, and it stares at him, eyes reflecting yellow in the dim light of the receding day.

Link's limbs twitch as it turns and leaves, as if reenacting the gait of the wolf—as if feeling the sensation of controlling a wolf's movement, with four limbs pacing and a head turning to and fro. With a sturdy gait and mind set fast on a goal.

When Zelda mutters something nearly irritable at the cooking pot, he half expects to turn his head and see someone who's not Zelda.

It is Zelda, though; of course. He doesn't think he knows anyone else who talks half to him, half to herself. She looks quite frustrated with whatever she's trying to do to improve their meal, and by her muttering, you'd think she was trying to blame him for what he'd put in as the necessary base ingredients.

Well, excuuuse me, Princess, he almost teases to throw her sarcasm back at her, but his mind is suddenly giving him a wildly different case of déjà vu and he vows never to think of saying that again.

They're at a stable, and one of the travelers who loiter by the cooking-fire pulls a little round instrument out of his pack and begins to play a flutelike tune. Something in Link's chest jolts a bit, as if he's only just awoken suddenly, even though the melody doesn't quite feel right. Is it strange that the sound of the little wind instrument feels as though it sends him back to another time?

He tries to ignore the fact that all these nagging lapses in memories ever occur—but they happen again, and again, and again. Always with something strange, something he feels connected to, something he's sure he's never seen before.

He sees things like the Hyrule Forest—a towering, vast area of woods that he knows, even though he's barely been there before. He knows it well enough, at least, to sense that the path isn't the same anymore. Right, left, right, left, forward, left, right—

(He sees the view of Saria's Lake from a patch of grey land hidden deep in a dark forest, shrouded with mist and drained of all color. The lack of pleasant sound here seems stark and wrong to him, and amidst the gaping maws of dying trees, he wonders what's missing from the hollow space that's suddenly prominent in his own chest.)

He sees Zelda sitting cross-legged next to Impa, learning from her, and thinks about how this mentorship feels like something that's been in place for a long time.

He looks at the massive skeleton of a creature called leviathan, and his mind says Jabú-Jabú and Wind Fish and wait—did they die?

He loves the Zora people. He only remembers so much, but it's enough to know he grew up thinking of them like a second family—with King Dorephan as almost a non-Hylian grandfather, and all the young ones as his cousins and friends.

Yet still, when those same Zoras pop out of the river with wide grins to surprise him, there's moments where his heart skips a beat and he's drawn his sword and shield, ready to deflect their attacks.

Enemies! his instincts shout at him—and it hurts, because his heart and mind say friends.

Koroks are strange to him, somehow, and not because they're little plant creatures who can vanish into the wind with ease. He just really feels like one of them should have a fiddle. Hestu's maracas don't quite carry the same emotion in their tune. He finds himself looking twice at the smaller, rounder ones, but none of them quite look right.

(He finds himself standing on a tiny lump of land his slate calls Mekar Island, staring at the piles of bones and the lone dead tree in the middle and wondering why it gives him a vague sense of dread.)

He half expects Beedle to set up shop on a boat in Laurelin, for some reason. Melody comes to mind in Rito Village, when Kass's daughters all come together to sing. (Except melody doesn't sound quite right. Perhaps he's trying to think of something similar?) When he's helping Zelda organize the old library, he can't help but get an odd mental picture when he rereads the chancellor's recipe for monster cake—of a tiny castle official with two horns like a monster. (But how would he hide them while working at the castle? By wearing two hats? Wouldn't that look too silly?)

Except when Zelda is there to study, he avoids the castle's archives like a plague, somehow wary of what he might find there if he gives in and looks for answers to his blurry memories. Perhaps the old rumors of the heroes being the first one reincarnate are true. Or perhaps the physical rigor of fighting through so much malice has messed with his mind. He isn't sure which would be worse.

His memories are... muddled, still; at least where they're not as clear as daylight or so fuzzy they feel nonexistent. The Princess knows this. She tries to help jog his mind, holding the same hope he does that perhaps some of these things will be like a well-placed kick to Robbie's machinery, jostling something back into place that will return it to working order.

But she's left it to him, lately, seeming to perceive that the things returning to him are leaving him uncertain and unsettled. Or at least, she's tried to. Her inquisitive nature seems to eat at her for a week before she finally gives in, looking to him in clear interest.

"Have you remembered much more?" Zelda asks, the curiosity in her bright eyes shadowed only by a faint hint of apology.

Are her eyes blue? Or brown? Were they ever blue or brown? Her emerald-green gaze is making him hesitate, because no, of course they were never another color. The idea is absurd, and he doesn't like that it lingers in his mind for so long.

He doesn't want a wrong sense of déjà vu with her. This is Zelda, the Zelda of now, the princess of a broken Hyrule and the survivor of a calamity. This is a Zelda long removed from the days of Hylia and the first hero. If he is a hero of anything, it's of a grown-over wild, a land where grasses spring up in fallen garrisons and every breath of wind carries the scent of old rains and new flowers and ancient wisps of forgotten memories.

He doesn't want to remember others. He doesn't want to recall lives that aren't his own. The Zelda here is her own, and he is his own—their world may be old, but to them it is something new, and he wants desperately to see it through the eyes of someone who has never lived before.

He can't really answer her question. So he gives her a thin smile, and hopes she can see the look in his eyes and understand.

Perhaps he's clinging too fast to hope, but she seems to.

When he hands her the cooking ladle and the long-awaited meal he's prepared after a long and hungry day, a funny little smile crosses her face, like she's remembering something, too.

"Thanks, Link," she says, and her voice is only a little bit teasing. His heart tugs oddly in his chest, but somehow, he can tell that she feels it too. "You are the hero of Hyrule."

#breath of the wild #botw fanfic #legend of zelda #loz #zelink #fanfiction #I would like to thank Tumblr for letting me copy and paste rich text from AO3! I cannot emphasize how wonderful that is!!#most times I need to manually re-add italics courtesy of my writing app not letting me do that #so that was the easiest experience ever!! Five stars! Would crosspost fics to Tumblr again #Anyway this was a piece I started WAY back after I finished BOTW for the first time #I was late to the party for the first game but I'm currently loving the sequel too!#Time will tell if it can beat that wonderstruck feeling Breath of the Wild gave me though. What a huge world! So bittersweet and lovely 😭#new writing game just dropped: go write a sentence in your WIP every time you recognize a reference to another LoZ title in this fic #anyhow tag rambles aside; I hope you enjoy! <3 #link #zelda #basil writes

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moinsbienquekaworu · 19 days

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How have I been in fandom for - going on 8 years (?) and not gotten into fanvids before?? All the association I could have been making.... All the memories.... All the composition and clever editing....

#going a little bit insane frankly #it's been about a month of absolute and utter mcu frenzy in my brain and i'm. vibrating #truly feels like some kind of intense fever at times #i've rewatched talitha78's set fire to the rain vid so many times it entrances me #it's to the point where every time i see that shot of loki grabbing mjolnir i hear 'you rose to claim it'#btw hello 13 years late to the party but like. 20 seconds in and i felt like that vid unlocked something in my artist brain #no because the lyrics are 'i let it fall / my heart / and as it fell / you rose to claim it' right #and so she puts clips of thor being banished and losing mjolnir and then loki trying to grab it #which. the interaction between the song and the video making mjolnir thor's heart.... not even 20 seconds!!#it's so clean to me #it's like when i actually took a good look at bill cipher's design and realised he had such expressive potential #and i had to do like a page of doodles about it #in 20 seconds that fanvid from 2011 made me want to make animatics so so bad #which btw i watched it partly because a fic i liked cited it as an inspiration #and partly because i looked at the dates #and realised that the creator put it out like not even two weeks after the movie came out??#absolutely insane. i love this so much #this is like having a family heirloom in your hands #grandma lending me the necklace she wore to her first date with grandpa for my anniversary dinner or something #i have just entered a new fandom and the fans who were here before are showing me what it was like when they'd just arrived too #the sacred texts and such also #anyway. man i love fandom.#wow i have a ramble tag now

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n4tsum1-san · 3 months

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i just finished playing perilous trail and let me tell you

that single interlude chapter was more well-written than the entire inazuma archon quest

i didn't feel jack shit when teppei died, but bosacius got me sad for an already dead character that i've never met WAIT WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A PAIR OF DENTURES IN THE CORNER

WHAT IS THIS???? TUMBLR ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT MY DENTAL HYGIENE???????

anyway: the entire time i saw yanfei on-screen, i was internally crying because yanfei deserves a better outfit. like something that ACTUALLY has lawyer/legal consultant vibes. genshin character design is really hit-or-miss because on one hand, you have designs that are both attractive AND denotative of a character's occupation (ex: kuki shinobu. look at her, she's a ninja) but on the other hand, you get shit like... whatever the hell yanfei's outfit is... (her hat is the only good thing about it.) if you show that character to me, i will not be able to tell anything about her. her personality seems spunky! she looks friendly! oh she's got antlers, she's not completely human. but.... that's it.

i'm praying that if yanfei gets a skin, it's a) not a generic pretty dark blue dress and b) actually pays homage to her occupation. she deserves it. actually, yanfei deserves a crop top suit like elle woods girlboss energy (but red instead of pink) but hoyo would never put their female characters in suits. which is a shame

tl;dr: perilous trail good 👍 yanfei outfit should've been better 👎 tumblr dentures are confusing 🦷👞🤔

i was copying & pasting emojis bc it's easier for me to copy & paste instead of pulling up the emoji keyboard on desktop, and the description for the brown shoe emoji.............

"unlike women's shoes, this shoe is likely to be more comfortable" LMAO YOU'RE RIGHT BUT YOU DIDN'T NEED TO SAY IT LIKE THAT

#teeth #teeth with timbs #this is the closest i'll ever get to live tweeting #everyone point and laugh at the new genshin player #i'm 2 years late to the party. this will get zero notes #probably #genshin impact #perilous trail #yanfei #genshin character design #LET HER WEAR A SUIT!!!!!!!#emoji #i'm just tagging random shit now let's see if that gets me notes #we got any emoji enjoyers here?#no? how bout teeth enjoyers?

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glitterandhelium · 2 years

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look i don’t want should i stay or should i go to be will’s venca song, let the boy have new interests, but imagine that playing and mike saying “stay with me will! stay! I need you too!” or something along those lines

#stranger things #byler #will byler #mike wheeler #cant tag this as st cause it auto corrects is to astrology wtf #hm been thinking maybe in s5 mike slowly starts to become aware of wills feelings #but dosent do anythign about it right awy #like this happens #but then later on at the end the lets start a new party you and me happens #imma cry i just wanna see them be a couple

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livwritesstuff · 15 days

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Eddie has a serious problem.

A quagmire, perhaps, and it’s a real catch-22 of a situation too.

The problem really stems from how his and Steve’s third baby Hazel was born a few weeks earlier.

The baby isn’t the problem, obviously.

It’s just…it is a truth universally acknowledged or whatever that men holding tiny little babies is hot as all hell even as a baseline. Factor in that the man in question is Steve Harrington, and then factor in that Hazel is their third baby so any nervousness has been completely eclipsed by an easy kind of confidence, and what you end up with is a level of hotness that really shouldn’t be allowed.

Also – Eddie forgot to mention, ever since Steve hit forty, he’s had the smallest hint of grey growing right at his temples and that isn’t helping things at all.

Eddie could eat him, honestly.

He really can’t believe the audacity of this guy for…just existing, really. Eddie can admit that all Steve is really guilty of is holding his infant daughter, but dear god what a crime that is.

Like, right now Steve is holding the baby against his chest with just one arm (and, seriously, the one arm thing is goddamn killing him, because it flexes his bicep in just the right way and Eddie would bite a chunk out of it if he could), the other midway through chucking a throw pillow at their oldest daughter for being a total monster about…well, Eddie would probably know what particular flavor of hell Moe is raising at the moment if he could take his eyes off of Steve for even a second.

But he can’t, so here they are.

Eddie also might be drifting off a little bit, and therein lies the catch-22 of it all –

It’s true that Steve is by far the hottest he’s ever been, but Eddie’s so tired that he couldn’t do anything about it even if he wanted to.

Actually – he’ll rephrase.

If he wasn’t so fucking tired, he’d be doing something about it.

Immediately.

And, like, he has no fucking shame at all about this. Decorum and discretion, maybe, but shame? None whatsoever.

Why should he?

It’s clearly the universe’s way of repaying him for all the shit it put him through as a teenager. Why the hell else would he not only be married to Steve, but also watching him fulfill his lifelong wish of becoming a dad three times over and aging like the finest of fine wines while he’s doing it. Eddie’s never even been a wine kind of guy, but when it’s Steve…obviously all bets are off.

Except, he's not being repaid in full, because there's the downside of having a newborn again – newborn babies don’t sleep. Well – she sleeps, but not when it’s convenient for Eddie and certainly not at the same time as his and Steve’s other two daughters. Plus, she’s proving herself to prefer contact naps over anything else, which Steve obviously loves, and…yeah, there’s a good few reasons why that shit doesn’t help Eddie’s situation at all.

Regardless, he hasn’t managed to sleep more than four straight hours at any point over the last three weeks, so any time he does have a child-free second to spare, that’s what he’s doing.

Steve notices him looking, because of course he does.

“What?” he asks, his voice low and quiet and a little tired and so so sexy.

“Oh, the things I’m doing to you in my head, Stevie-boy,” Eddie replies, (even though he knows he’ll be crashing the second his head hits the pillow – whenever the hell that ends up being).

“Yeah, yeah,” Steve says even as he shifts Hazel so she’s cradled in the curve of his arm (because he’s a goddamn bastard and he knows exactly what he’s doing), “Put your money where your mouth is, babe.”

#~650 words of eddie thirsting after steve bc what else is new #subtle dilf steve bc i couldn't help myself #<- new tag let's party #steddie #liv’s steddie dads verse #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie dads

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missgallavjch · 1 year

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i still haven't read boruto or even watched the movie but one of the things i knew about the new gen was that sarada wanted to be hokage and it has always bugged me bc i've always assumed she knew about what happened to the uchihas etc., but yesterday a friend of mine told me that she doesn't know anything about her clan's history?? about the massacre?? and i get that it's a heavy topic to discuss with a 12 yo (and that it's likely that sakura doesn't know the truth lmao) but still... she has no clue of what happened?? no one (outside of her family) ever mentioned anything to her (it's a genuine question)?? no one ever alluded to it?? does she know at least that Sasuke had a brother??

and another shocking thing this friend told me is that sarada awakened the sharingan when she was really young because of the pain caused by sasuke's absence. and as i was looking up stuff about her i read that she learnt what the sharingan was only when she reawakened it again years later?? no one ever told her that the uchihas had a kekkei genkai??? like... wtf

#i don't even know how to tag this post #anti boruto #anti konoha #pro uchiha #sorry it's probably not flash news for all of you but im late to the party #and as i said i get that she's still a kid and it's a painful truth to share but idk she's literally a child soldier #but she can't know that her clan was wiped out??#anyway i hope she will discover what happened one day and change her mind about wanting to be hokage #but this friend of mine told me that she starting to believe that it's not gonna happen cuz sar/da has kinda become just a side character??#idk they could take an interesting route with her if they let her know about her clan ig?? and this could also bring her and sasuke closer?#i genuinely feel sorry for her :(#how can she get closer to sasuke if she doesn't know anything about his past about what made him the man he is???#im just shocked cuz i thought she knew...#sue talks #susy.txt

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bibiana112 · 1 year

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I absolutely love to find writing I buried, this Aoi and Clover fight goes hard, good job past me

#don't ask me for too much context idk how to explain #Clover's a wee bit drunk #Aoi's on edge because this is like a sois after-party and the kurashikis are like. new there #on the brink of either being employed or put away for life kind of new #also Akane had just had a meltdown but let's not get into that #free to reblog but I'm hiding it from the main tag

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grimvestige · 8 months

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🌹 for Lillian!

AHHH SORRY THIS TOOK ME 8 MILLION YEARS TO GET TO!! (I still wanna get to those other outfit requests from folks too I just got slapped really hard by mental and physical health and drawing motivation for a bit)

Anywho! Soft OC Ask!

🌹 Where in the world does your OC feel most at home? Is there any reason why? If it’s not the place they were born, where were they born? Is there a certain somebody that makes them feel at home where ever they may be? What does home mean to them?

Killian is a particularly interesting case for this question because he was a stowaway, and is still currently figuring out where he even belongs in the world. (He thinks it's kicking the ass of his older brother and proving to his family he's worthy of upholding their high-skill mercenary tradition, but as his player I'll tell you that he's wrong lol)

Killian feels the most at home when working a forge, crafting weaponry, or tending to his own. It gives him quiet time to think and focus. And, while he would never say it, he enjoys being able to contribute to the well-being and safety of the crew, and being appreciated by the ship's engineer, which isn't exactly something he got at home.

Speaking of home, he was born in Ellara! Which in the campaign setting is a country of mostly adventurers, and serves as a demilitarized zone. I haven't actually picked a particular town, since he's my backup character in case I can't play Tiarnan.

Killian probably doesn't really know what home means to him in any substantial way, if you asked him he'd give you the dictionary definition, and if pushed for a more meaningful definition then he'd probably make an excuse and leave.

Thank you for the ask~! Killian's such an inexperienced adventurer, and also pretty immature emotionally (aka pettiest bitch in the universe) so trying to drill down into more serious stuff with him is fun.

Soft OC Asks if anyone wants to submit some!

#not art #asks #daisy rambles #ocs: killian #killian my beloved #as we speak the a-team party is off raiding a dungeon #and he's back on the ship trying to learn sylvan #so he can get the funny construction helpers that only know sylvan to help him build a new house for his roommate and his crush #who are in the a-team in the dungeon rn #he's gonna be organizing his crush's sewing supplies <3 his love language is actions lol #does not talk feelings or think things through #Just Does Shit #also his roommate. nearly burnt herself out doing therapy work for the crew. And was avoiding looking at the ruined house.#So he's like “COOL YOU WERE THE FIRST PEOPLE TO BE NICE TO ME ON THIS SHIP SO I MUST REPAY YOU”#I AM SQUINTING AT YOU KEEVA PLEASE LET US HELP YOU DANGIT #whoops I wrote a whole essay in the tags

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