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stevesbipanic · 10 months
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"You really haven't changed."
Sometimes, change is bad. Steve didn't like change when they moved to a bigger house when he was three, further from his grandparents. He didn't like when his mum stopped kissing his forehead goodnight. He didn't like when his dad started calling him Steven instead of champ. He didn't like seeing horrors behind his eyes where once were dreams.
Sometimes, change is good. Change can come in hugs from a fourteen year old instead of slaps on the back from a fellow player. It can come in your best friend joining in your dorky jokes instead of tripping kids. It's the walkie talkie beside his bed. It's feeling good for once.
Steve thought he'd changed for the better.
Eddie did too, or, at least Steve thought he did.
It had been a rough week for the boys, bills were due, tensions were high, hours were long and love was hard to find.
Steve had promised to pick up groceries on the way home, but he was so tired, and a shower and bed were so close, he's honestly surprised he even made it home the way his eyelids had been fluttering.
Eddie wasn't even supposed to be home til late but a part had to be ordered for the car he'd been fixing and wouldn't get there til tomorrow so he was home by dinner exhausted from a double shift to fix some rich wanker's car.
Eddie knows he should've understood. He should've seen Steve sleeping there and curled up beside him. But they hadn't had food for lunch so Eddie was starved and tired and his van's been acting up and Steve had promised that morning a sad look on his face when he knew Eddie would be missing lunch. The fridge is empty and Steve's asleep and he's so tired he should just sleep beside his boyfriend.
But it's not just the groceries.
It's the red due date on the bill on the fridge door.
It's the cold water in the shower he knows awaits him.
It's the fact that Steve didn't even kiss him goodbye since last Tuesday.
It's the cold part of Eddie's heart, the part Al Munson put there that no matter how much kindness Susie Munson put in would never leave.
It's the way they're screaming at each other now, over things they would've joked about last Spring when they first moved in.
It's the way they've been sleeping facing apart for three weeks.
It's the way Steve is crying and it doesn't make Eddie stop to dry his cheeks anymore.
It's the way Eddie knows how to hurt him.
"You really haven't changed."
It's the click of the door as Eddie leaves.
It's the way a slam would've hurt less.
It's the way the bed feels just as cold as the night before.
It's the crack in Steve's voice when he calls Robin.
It's the boxes in the driveway.
It's the word bullshit in his mind.
Sometimes change is good.
Steve thought he'd changed for the better.
It didn't stop the worst change of all.
The change that made them say goodbye.
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egophiliac · 1 day
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we were fucking ROBBED
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bizarrelittlemew · 7 months
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calling it right now that season 3 starts like this
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deadsetobsessions · 2 months
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Headmaster Dumbledore is sure that the ghosts of Hogwarts were hiding something. He’d be the first to admit that he’s nosy when it came to things like these, but he simply doesn’t have the time. Whatever that lingered these halls, he’s sure does not mean Hogwarts any harm. The ghosts would not protect it if it did.
Albus Dumbledore Hummer around a lemon drop as his quill scratched over endless parchment paper.
His wand glowed green for a brief second, an acknowledgement, and settled down into its current owner’s hold.
——
Danny Phantom hadn’t thought the castle he found during the summer months in this universe would be… so full of life. Not when there were ghosts, floating around like the castle were their own home.
Magic.
They were ghosts made of magic.
His core struggled, at first, to survive. Then, it took the magic and thrived.
He floated, invisible amongst the glittering candles beneath the imitated night sky, and watched students file in.
Quite different, from his own entrance.
He had floated into the tower, having felt a hint of resistance that he knew now were the castle wards. The ghosts, what he thought were ghosts before he realized ectoplasmic ghosts existed, stopped dead. Hah.
The shades dancing and whirling and conversing froze as he entered the tower. Life and death, and the beings that walked the line, stopped at the arrival of the One Who is the Line. The boy king wreathed in black and green glanced around.
“Hello. I’m Phantom.”
“The High King,” a ghost whispered. “Our king.”
“He’s an American?” Another one asked, scandalized. Danny, surrounded by those who he recognized as his, cracked the first smile he’s had in a while.
“Who cares? He’s…” The knight sunk to his knees, bowing with his ghostly sword in front of him.
The ghosts bowed. Danny floated in further. “Can you tell me where I am?”
“Of course.”
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Now… he’s watching the children get Sorted. Weird, for a hat to decide your classmates, but whatever.
Harry Potter’s name is called, and the whispers broke out. He doesn’t know why, but Danny couldn’t ask the ghosts. They barely know the current headmaster, as the dead generally care only for their own times.
Danny decides to visit the lake octopus. Lake squid? Something like that. The mer people beneath the waters liked him, the last time he went. The Sorting is put out of Danny’s mind. He’s dead now, too. The only thing he cares about now is to explore the vast halls of Hogwarts and the occasional visit to the kitchen to steal some food for his living body.
(Thank the Ancients he found a house elf who knew what seasoning was.)
(Sometimes, Danny flew to where his home would have been and gets comfort food at the nearest town. He missed it, but he can’t go back.)
The ghosts know by now to call for Phantom should they need something (“I’m American,” he joked at the ghost. “We’re not big on kings. You can just call me Phantom.”)
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The third year he’s there, Danny feels the effects of Clockwork’s power. When he investigates, it’s the red headed girl he once saw leaving the library, paper clutched in her hand.
She helped save one of his subjects, so he owes her. Plus, if she’s using Clockwork’s powers, this Hermione has potential.
And… she’s using it to study.
She reminds him of Jazz.
——
A wave of ice crackled and froze the fleeing rat and the feral wolf man.
“What?!” Harry screeched to a stop, eyes wide at the ghost child in front of him.
Danny turned, and landed gently on the ground. Snape snarled at him in suspicion. Danny allowed himself to become living again, black hair and blue eyes and tan skin replacing the white, green, black thing his dead form had.
“Who’re you?” The red-headed boy, Ron?, asked him through gritted teeth.
Danny smiled at them, dimples appearing. “A friend.”
Before the trio and co. could say anything, Danny whips his head around, palm coming up.
“Stop.” He orders. The creeping sense of cold and dread shuttered to a stop. “Go over there,” he said, and the dementors, hovering at the edge of his periphery obeyed. Danny turned back to the mildly terrified and flummoxed group.
“Let’s go. You’re all going to catch a cold, if you don’t move it. Especially you, scrawny and greasy.” He pointed at the godfather and Snape.
——
“Hey, Danny?”
“What, Harry?”
“Why’d you help us? I mean, you said you didn’t want to involve yourself in stuff like that.”
Danny hummed, wisped tail curling up against him as he soaked in the sun’s rays. “Because you reminded me of myself. And in the end, you died.”
“You literally brought me back,” Harry deadpanned, remembering the place between life and death, and how the angry Danny was when he stormed onto that train platform. The King had taken him by the scruff of his shirt collar like a particularly incensed mother cat, and dragged him off away from a puzzled Dumbledore.
“You were being stupid. You’re too young to die.”
“Like you?”
Danny snorted. “Nah. I didn’t have a choice.”
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sas-afras · 2 months
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i kinda don’t get people who characterize maccready as like… secretly generous, or having a heart of gold or anything. like don’t get me wrong i don’t think he’s downright malicious or anything, but the dude is absolutely a selfish jerk once you get past the charming facade. that’s the part that’s compelling!
like, he’s nice enough and open enough with the player once you get high enough affinity with him, but his reactions to player actions still point to him being a jerk overall. the sosu just happens to be in His Circle of people he can be vulnerable with. that includes you, his son, and maybe daisy. everyone else can kick rocks, the same way it was in little lamplight
he HAD to grow up with that kind of “us vs the world, every man for himself” mentality in the capitol wasteland. doing so otherwise gets you killed or taken advantage of, which is just protracted death anyways. having grown up in a place where slavers run rampant, people are all pushing each other further down just to boost themselves up and live one more day, and it’s literally impossible to make renewable food sources because the ground is so poisoned i genuinely don’t blame him for ending up a little tight fisted. the fact that he was the mayor of little lamplight just meant that he ended up being able to accept a few people as His To Protect instead of being a total lone wolf.
the way he reacts to the players open generosity isn’t just for show, he Actually Dislikes when you give stuff away without expecting anything in return. you might need that thing and now its just gone!! that person might see you as a sucker! you give an inch and they’ll take a mile! and it makes sense for his character to be like that considering everything. i don’t get why people want to change that into him just being kind of tsundere.
i understand that having your babygirl blorbo comfort character be a canonical asshole in ways that aren’t just kinda charming can be offputting, but like…. the way he treats the sosu is a very notable exception to the rest of his life & it’s a much more interesting dynamic imo. especially if you’re playing a goody two shoes martyr. but that’s just me
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samarecharm · 5 days
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Love being able to write. I can do whatever i want. I can make Ryuji interact w Lala-chan and u literally cant stop me.
#chattin#i feel like shinjuku and crossroads doesnt get enough love#ohya and lala dont get enough love 😭#if they had an option to work there as a parttimer some how my akira wouldve absolutely taken it#u never see the place packed or w customers at all; it just feels cozy every time u go there#akira doesnt have a lot of places free from prying eyes; so id imagine he goes there often to just hang and study#catch up w ohya and get a bit of knowledge and validation from lala#like shes so sweet. i love her. she comes across as wise without being unapproachable#she makes comments she shouldnt (talking about ohyas job and history) bc she just forgot that she shouldnt lol#adamant about not letting him drink while hes there. its like. a safe space for him.#and i think hed like to invite his friends into his safe space; esp ryuji#gets to a point where even ryuji stops by on his own sometimes.#hes got questions but hes always in his head; never says it out loud#but it leads him in the right direction almost all the time#im thinkin of him having like. the most base level internalized homophobia and transphobia#like the kind of shit you just pick up as a child and teen and never question#and u kinda make fun of it bc everyone else is. but akira stumbles into his life and makes it so confusing#like. i dont think hed be trans. but akira would make him second guess alot about himself#about what he likes. what hes into. what hes okay w doing w someone like akira#and lala is like. u got that look in ur eyes kid. come sit.#doesnt entirely get it. but he feels a little lighter. not on labels but on his feelings#‘kid. u think of the ideal person and u think of him. at that point; it dont matter what bits he got.’#and its blunt and MAYBE it gets him a little flustered. but hes always responded well to blunt words. no beating around the bush#makes his brain confront shit head on without the second guessing hed suffer through when left on his own#WAA. rambling.#gonna see if i can draft this up at some point
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glory-of-gore · 6 months
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Saw these tweets/quotes in an FMA meme post earlier and because of the brainrot I immediately wanted to apply them to Hetalia
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pbnmj · 10 months
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Genuinely curious, what’s up with Noir’s age? And what does it have to do with his 08/09 run? ((You may ignore if you wish :D))
i no longer have to do an extremely long explaination about comics noir because it has already been done here, by foolsocracy!!!!!!! really great breakdown of his very vague age, which is never said outright in the 08-09 run, only implied!! my own personal take on this is that he's 17-turning-18 in the first one, just about graduated high school but not able to afford college (see the panel below LOL)
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this also got a little longer than i thought it would, so under the cut for the rest of it! the tl:dr is "itsv!noir is not the same as comics!noir, and people saying that he's 19 isn't strictly true. to me, he's around 30!"
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eyes without a face (the 09 run!!) only takes place 8 months after, in september 1933, which makes peter 18-turning-19. this is more of a headcanon though!! (see the noir birthday poll, which made me a noir-is-a-december-baby truther)
(peter being a libra is mentioned once in the first issue of amazing spider-man (2015), mostly as a punchline, and a specific date of october 10th was given in another issue that i have lost. other media, like with the mcu, has his birthday on august 10th. but to me noir is a sagittarius and you cannot pry that from me)
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the 2020 run of noir begins establishing the year as 1939, making peter around his mid-20s, and 25 if you believe me on the 'peter was 17 in noir 2008' LOL.... i won't lie though i haven't read this one properly i very quickly skimmed so pinch of salt regarding my takes on the 2020 run
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noir being in his teens during the first original runs is why "itsv!noir is 17-19" goes around so often! i've seen that on tumblr, twitter AND on tiktok and i don't mind what people hc, but it has become a pet peeve when people say it like its canon even though it's never been mentioned by the writers or the art book. itsv!noir is similar to his comic counterpart, but his differences in his origin story make me interpret him as a different noir (like how peter b.'s dimension is 616B, making him... 90214B?)
again, we are straying from itsv canon/etc here because i'm deranged, but i personally hc noir as being 32! some of my friends think he's in his mid-20s, others think he's older, but really the only reason is that 32 is the midpoint between the other two peter parkers: ripeter was 26 and peter b is 38. he's also voiced by nic cage, which makes me think older in the first place!
i just like the idea that he's more experienced that ripeter, but hasn't gone through as much as peter b. he spends most of the movie being broody ("moral ambiguity of your actions!", "matches burn down to my fingertips", etc etc), or snarkier than you'd expect ("it's that easy" "who are you again?" "you gonna fight or are you just bumping gums" etc etc). he also very sweetly tells everyone that he loves them before he leaves !!! i feel like it can in fact be in character for a peter parker in his late 20-early 30s, distanced from his tragedies in his own world by time (he doesn't forget them, that's different !) being able to look out for the spiders around him.
okay now we are VERY deep into hc territory, but it makes him able to balance out the rest of the itsv spider-gang as an older-brother figure who's able to guide peni, miles and gwen but also be able to act as a voice of reason for peter b. and ham if the sitauation calls for it. that being said noir is still peter parker and is therefore capable of spider-esque tomfoolery, which can lead to him misjudging the need for a snarky one liner ("this is a pretty hard core origin story"). my characterisation of him is also very inspired by heyitsspiderman, the itsv fic that changed me for the better, and noir isn't even in it that much LOL
veering back into itsv!noir's age and your actual question though: he's always read older in the movies, and not at all 17-19. noir is always going to be around 30 (32 if i have to give a number) to me!! if anything, he did go through the same kind of 'canon events' as comics noir did, but is an older and more experienced version of him, with tweaks to the backstory (like a radioactive spider instead of a spider-god, and webshooters instead of organic webbing). there are reasons ofc to see him being younger (egg creams are non-alcoholic, and that if it's 1933, his comicsverse self would be 18-19 too) . however you must consider that sony didn't expand on this and therefore it's up to fan interpretation and also that
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southern--downpour · 8 months
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found a VHS tape from 2004 in the art department at my college, I give it a 50/50 its either blank or im about to become a horror webseries protagonist
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truly like... one good Western away from writing an anderperry cowboy au
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theprinceandthewitch · 8 months
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I cannot stand sibling truthers who insist Luz is supposed to be Caleb...
As if Hunter isnt a literal clone of this man who is trying to detach himself from Caleb's image.... as if Hunter and Caleb weren't LITERALLY MIRRORED at the beginning of TTT...
As if TTT did not show Hunter is supposed to be Caleb during the Tale of The Brother's Wittebane by showing us a piece of animation from HM... As if Luz isn't supposed to represent the witch from another world even though she embodies Evelyn's themes to a tee...
As if Flapjack, the physical representation of Caleb and Evelyn's love didn't choose Luz to save Hunter... as if Flapjack didn't fly to Luz when he was on his deathbed... as if Hunter didn't ask Luz to help him fight his brother in an episode that literally established them as Caleb and Evelyn... like...
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scopophobia-polaris · 2 months
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I swear to God the fact that frulleboi was releasing a comic FOR FREE and bitches harassed them about not updating enough when last time I check they....
Uploaded weekly
God even if they uploaded monthly or every few months some of you people need to grow the fuck up and learn to wait instant gratification culture has ruined a good lot of people
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peter-pantomime · 10 months
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Ok but Steve genuinely feeling like he’s on good terms with Nancy and is completely fine with their break-up, and telling Robin for years now that it just fell apart and that honestly probably all the problems could really be traced back to him (not channeling what he’s heard his mother talk herself into feeling at all or anything), and just sort of giving Robin his conclusions and his version of events rather than an actual, neutral description of what really went down.
And this all being a fine and good and stable shared understanding of events until Robin like, seriously expresses an interest in or is actually on the cusp of dating Nancy, and then suddenly Steve is overwhelmed with this “oh no don’t do that!!” feeling.
And he feels terrible and confused because he’s figured out he doesn’t love Nancy anymore, he understands that they’re better off as friends, and so it’s not like he’s jealous or something, and he still cares about Nancy deeply and he wants more than anything for Robin to be happy, so why does this thought make his gut churn?
And finally, he’s able to articulate that he doesn’t want Robin to get hurt and he’s afraid she’s gonna get blindsided and heartbroken and made a fool of, all these things that he was fine having been done to him and just accepting, but can’t bear the idea of Robin being stunned with or made to feel like are her fault. Steve only able to realize he’s super fucked up by his relationship with Nancy and everything it made him feel and believe about himself when he gets perspective on it by watching someone he loves be put at risk of going through what he experienced.
And from this, him and Nancy finally acknowledging that what they’ve been pretending was friendship for a few years now was just the sort of polite, casual, small talk kind of relationship you have with a coworker or neighbor that let them skate over the discomfort and sadness and awkwardness left unresolved under the surface. Them both finally being able to actually talk about what they tried to be for each other and what they asked of each other and how they hurt each other equally, sometimes on purpose in these head-on collisions and sometimes just by not being the right fit for each other in sideswipes and hit-and-runs.
Them finally holding themselves accountable by being their truest selves around each other, not who they thought the other wanted them to be or who they could use the other to let themselves pretend to be, and actually seeing each other, fresh and raw and honest, and from that, all of them starting on a genuine path towards love and friendship that can actually last.
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green-alien-turdz · 3 months
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hello I love your art so much literally you’re my biggest inspiration in my own art. All of your work means so much to me. I know your stance on requests/suggestions and it’s okay if you decline but may I ask for a drawing of a style kiss. Each little style detail in your art makes me so happy. Keep up the incredible work
Dude, this is so sweet n I really wanna do this for you- but I'm personally just not at a place where I'm comfortable drawin kissin yet. I'm so sorry. If there's anything else I can draw for you in the meantime, please lmk!
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hella1975 · 1 year
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ive got an essay due at 3pm tomorrow and ive not even looked at it i am so so unserious about my degree and by the grace of some higher being i somehow keep managing to crawl through it's actually getting a bit funny
#me and an old friend of mine used to have a running joke during a-levels that im just one of those people where shit Works Out#and it started bc we shared two a-levels (english and economics) and in BOTH classes i regularly didn't do the homework#or the reading etc and yet it would ALWAYS work out for me#like we'd walk into a class neither of us having done the homework and they'd get yelled at while i went under the radar somehow#or that one english essay i got the highest score in the class when i literally hadn't even read the fucking book it was on#and when we pointed the theory out it started just becoming really prevalent#like no matter how late i am for things i'll arrive and by some miracle the thing im late for is also late (e.g a train or teacher)#like im just one of those people that has very very mundane luck#and low and behold i am fighting this degree with bloody fists putting the absolute bare minimum in for my own sanity's sake#and i SOMEHOW keep pulling through. literally failed two modules last year and STILL got a 2:1 average#and the last essay i wrote was the worst essay id ever done in my life and i get my standards are higher bc ik im good at essays#but the point still stands and you know what? i got a FIRST#literally was pure waffle i have never blagged it so hard and i got a FIRST#and all this shit just makes me cockier and cockier and go even more by the skin of my teeth and it ALWAYS WORKS OUT#it's soooo silly but im not complaining. anyway ill keep u posted about this essay <3 it's econ history so is actually interesting#but the most ive done for it is ask the sc ai lmao and for context degree-level essays usually require a good few days of graft#live love laziness#hella goes to uni
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