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isbergillustration · 3 months
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This House
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camelspit · 2 years
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My definetely not late piece for human au keeptober day. I ended up doing sketches from @cadence-talle 's lovely Hekster horse girl au, Hoofprints in the grass. Now go read it if you haven't. Its very good.
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juniper-clan · 3 months
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Moon 11: For Auld Lang Syne
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The thing is, Steve has learned, that becoming untouchable isn't all he wants it to be.
People were too quick to try and reach out for him, ask for more than he was willing to give. He hadn't wanted to give up his first kiss to some random girl at some random boy's twelfth birthday party because of spin the bottle. He hadn't wanted to play Seven Minutes in Heaven with Jenny Jackson or Linda Simons at Tommy's birthday party the following year. He did want to take Mary Linscott to Snow Ball, but she just wanted to make out behind the bleachers instead of dance with him. He didn't want to do that but then Brian called him stupid for not wanting to, and asked if he was queer. So, Steve had turned right back around and dragged Mary back under the bleachers, kissing her until it was time to go to prove Brian wrong.
(Even though Steve knows Brian isn't wrong. That Steve had wanted to ask Brian to the dance as much as he'd wanted to ask Mary but knew better than to do that. He saw how they treated Eddie Munson last year for the suspicion of liking other boys and Steve wasn't going to let that happen to himself.)
Brian had congratulated him after and asked what base he got to. Steve didn't want to get to any bases, but he couldn't say that, so he just punched Brian in the arm and said 'more bases than you' which was true because Brian's date didn't kiss him even once.
Then Carol Perkins approached him at lunch, shortly after Snow Ball, and asked if Steve would be her first kiss. Not because she wanted to kiss Steve, but because she wanted to kiss Tommy H, but didn't want to be bad at kissing. Steve agreed because he liked Carol. Not in the way she liked Tommy, but mostly because she'd asked.
No one had done that yet.
She came over to his house on a Saturday because she didn't want Tommy to catch them and think she didn't like him. They made out in his room because, despite his parents being home, they didn't really care who was in his room with him or if the door was open or shut. Probably didn't even notice he had someone over. She leaves an hour later.
By Tuesday Tommy and Carol are an item and by Friday they were Steve's best friends.
However, for reasons Steve doesn't understand, more girls keep asking him to be their first kiss. And maybe it's because he's already got a reputation, or maybe Carol let slip he'd said yes when she asked, but Steve finds himself kissing a lot of girls he doesn't want to. He doesn't know how to say no. Can't find a reason too. Brian's words play in the back of his mind every time he thinks about saying no.
(Are you stupid? Are you queer? He doesn't want to be either of those things, and given his grade in biology and pre-algebra, he's really only got a hope of avoiding the queer label. His father would tolerate a stupid son. He doesn't think he'd survive if his father had a queer one.)
There are a few girls he's been crushing on that ask him and that was nice. One, Alice Baker, even becomes his girlfriend for a month. His first relationship.
Soon eighth grade gives way to being a freshman and Steve, who has always been handsome and cute, catches the eye of upperclassmen now.
And Steve's not sure how it happens, but he ends up moving past first base with another girl whose name he can't remember, or possibly never knew. He doesn't remember asking her for hers when she led him into one of the bedrooms at the house this party was at while he was way too tipsy.
And then it just grows. The reputation and what people expect from him, and he doesn't want it, but he's never said no before so can he start now? Doesn't he need a reason to say no? If he doesn't have a reason, does that make him queer? He should be wanting this. What boy doesn't want this?
And maybe he does want it. But not like this.
He doesn't want to be slightly drunk at yet another party, following the first girl that grabs his wrist and pulls him after her into whatever secluded area they can find. He doesn't want to keep saying yes when he wants to say no.
The summer between freshman and sophomore year he confides in Carol. It's a risk. Carol can be cruel, quick with her words to tear you down, to spread the rumor that will ruin your life. But she's also fiercely loyal.
He tells her he's tired of kissing people he doesn't want to.
Carol is quiet for a long time, and Steve almost thinks he's made a mistake. But then she speaks.
"Okay. Let's make a plan."
And they do. Then suddenly Steve is untouchable. Carol teaches him how to see the weakness in people and call it out. How to wield his facial expressions as a weapon and a shield. How to put on the air of being the most important person everywhere you go so well that everyone else begins to believe it. How to fall back on the fact his parents are rich, gone often, and, almost most importantly, well known in the community. It gives Steve's name a weight to throw around.
More importantly, all of that culminates in people no longer asking things of him. Instead, they look to him to take the lead, they wait to be asked. It makes Steve feel in charge of his life for once.
But now.
Now, years later, having survived a spring break from Hell and averted the apocalypse, Steve watches Eddie hang off Argyle with ease, fling an arm over Jonathan's shoulder while laughing at a joke, easily pull Dustin into a headlock or wrestling match.
Easy touches that Steve should be able to do, too. A jealousy wells inside him almost as much as the unease he feels in his stomach at the mere thought of letting them know they're allowed to reach out and touch him, too. That Eddie's allowed to reach out and touch.
But then he remembers what happened when he let people have that power over him and he can't bring himself to do it.
It settles in Steve, then, the realization. When you become untouchable, you're unable to touch.
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@nburkhardt @i-less-than-three-you adding my own lil bit of angst into the mix now (:
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asbealthgn · 1 year
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(i'm gonna call this part two and a half. part one, two, three)
Trust Dustin Henderson to make an entrance.
With a healthy dose of reluctance, Steve pulls away from Eddie to look over his shoulder at Dustin, who is standing in the doorway with his hands on his head. His question, Holy shit, is that Eddie Munson? hangs in the air. 
Steve looks back at Eddie. “So wait, are you actually famous?” he asks, “Because I thought there was still like a thirty-five percent chance that Robin was messing with me.”
“Oh my God, you’re so fucking adorable,” Eddie says, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and pulling him back in roughly.
“Can someone tell me what the hell is happening?” Dustin asks.
A voice that sounds a lot like Max’s chimes in. “Steve is making out with Eddie Munson in Nancy and Robin’s kitchen,” she says, “Catch up.”
Eddie pulls away, grinning at Steve. “Do you want to introduce me to your friends?”
So Steve introduces Eddie to the new arrivals: Dustin, Max, Lucas, and Erica. Their reactions are exactly how Steve would have predicted if he had known more than five minutes ago that he brought a huge celebrity with him. Dustin is baffled and exuberant, Max is cool as a cucumber, Lucas is excited but polite, and Erica is acting above it all but secretly seems a little excited too. None of them seem to have any reaction to the kitten in his hands, but then, that’s the kind of party they signed up for. 
Eventually, Robin comes in to beckon them all back into the living room. Steve plants himself cross-legged on the floor in between Eddie and El.
“Look at her, Stevie,” Eddie says, holding up his kitten. “Look how much better than her brothers and sisters she is.”
Steve looks between the other kittens and the one Eddie’s holding. “I don’t know, they all seem good.”
“He doesn’t mean that, sweetheart,” Eddie says, nuzzling his nose against the kitten’s tummy. It should be illegal for anything to be this adorable, actually. Steve sort of wants to set something on fire. “We both know you’re the superior kitten.”
Steve scratches the kitten behind the ears. “She is very cute.”
“Here, you hold her,” Eddie says, passing her off into Steve’s arms. 
She rubs her head against his shoulder and purrs while Eddie presses closer to Steve’s side, one arm around his waist and his other hand petting the kitten. Steve can smell his cologne. It’s very distracting, but not quite distracting enough for him to notice that half of his friends are staring at them and whispering right now. But Steve’s not gonna worry about that. The hottest, most adorable guy he’s ever seen is currently wrapped around him cooing at a kitten. How could he possibly worry about anything?
After about twenty minutes, Eddie pulls out his phone. “Oh, my friend Gareth is here to get me,” he says.
Disappointment rises in Steve’s chest as Eddie takes the kitten back. He doesn’t want this to end. What if he never sees Eddie again? But then Eddie is looking at him with those gorgeous eyes and asking if he wants to come with. And of course Steve says yes. He gets to his feet and follows Eddie hand in hand, mouthing I’ll text you later to Robin over his shoulder. She gives him two thumbs up. 
Outside, a very nice car that Steve couldn’t name is waiting at the curb. As they approach, the window rolls down, revealing a guy about their age with a fluffy mop of hair. 
“Oh my God, that actually wasn’t a euphemism?” he calls, “You got a kitten for real?”
“Yeah!” Eddie says, pulling the door to the back seat open. He slides in, pulling Steve after him. “Meet Steve.”
“Is Steve the kitten or the guy?” the driver asks as he pulls away from the curve. 
“The guy,” Eddie says, “The kitten does not have a name yet.” He turns to Steve and grins. “Stevie, this is my best friend and bandmate, Gareth.”
“Hey,” Steve says, giving an awkward wave.
Gareth gives him a skeptical look over his shoulder. “Are you a gold digger?”
“Uh, no?”
“It’s okay, Gar,” Eddie says, patting Gareth on the shoulder. “Stevie didn’t even know I was famous until his friend told him like half an hour ago. He just likes me for my raw animal magnetism.”
Steve can’t even argue with that. And Eddie is grinning at him like he knows it. 
“Alright, now take us to PetSmart.”
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iamnmbr3 · 4 days
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Alphard: Would you love me if I was a worm?
Tom: That's a stupid question.
Tom: You should ask something sensible like 'would you love me if I was hit by the Killing Curse but I'd found a way to evade death so I survived but I had to come back in an inhuman and terrible body created in a stone cauldron through dark magic out of snake venom and unicorn blood and human flesh?'
Alphard ... Tom that is disturbingly specific.
Tom: :)
Alphard: Tom what did you do?
Tom: Nothing yet. Just doing some...contingency planning.
Alphard: Tom!
Tom: ... So... would you?
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Got a broken ego, broken heart, God, I don’t even know where to start.
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aq2003 · 6 months
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so true david
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twobites · 1 year
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is this something (alt text under cut)
Image 1: Still from The Social Network of Mark leading Eduardo outside the party.
Image 2: Connor McDavid and Dylan Strome talking inside an arena.
Image 3: Transcript from The Social Network. MARK: “I’m afraid if you don’t come out here you’re going to get left behind. I want - I want - I need you out here, please don’t tell him I said that.” EDUARDO: “What did you just say?” MARK: “It’s moving faster than any of us ever even imagined and -” EDUARDO: “What do you mean get left behind?”
Image 4: Still from The Social Network of the above scene.
Image 5: 2015 headline from The Star, “Dylan Strome happy to develop in Connor McDavid’s shadow”
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kayzero · 3 months
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someone should convince me to put unposted chapters of zwg on tumblr for a limited amount of time and then kill the post after like two days
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alexjcrowley · 11 months
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You know House M.D. is The Unhinged Show because if you asked "what's the most fucked up medical case on the show?" you'd get all different answers and they'd all be right
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chaoticrobotics · 8 months
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will security alert ever come back? I just found it and i love the story. i hope it comes back :(
I didn't want to say anything because I really don't want people pressuring me (don't worry about your ask being seen as pressure, you are one of the nicer people to ask when it's coming back unlike a lot of people on tiktok), but I was going to TRY and just get through it and finish the damn story.
Unfortunately, right now I have no way to draw digitally. I am having a new tablet being shipped so whenever that gets here I will have to get used to it before getting into anything big.
So that being said... There is a very SMALL possibility that I am going to continue Security Alert. I am definitely abandoning all the other small comics I was doing, and honestly I wish I had done that sooner and maybe I would have finished Security Alert in the first place, but I didn't so I just severely burnt myself out and needed to just stop for a while on the comic.
So again. There are no definite promises that it is coming back. But I do want to finish the story. You might be able to tell though that I am not all that excited to do so in my tone.
Personally, I really do want to finish the story, because it is fun to think about the story itself, but thinking about actually sitting down and drawing the story, for a lot of people who weren't even appreciating the work I put into the story and just wanted the next part (again, not you specifically, but a lot of other people on other sites) just makes me feel sick and hateful to the comic and the game/media in general.
Literally the DLC came out and barely revived any of my love I used to have for this whole thing. The only thing it did do was reinforce my love for the Mini Music Men lol (I do wish we saw DJ Music Man in the DLC, that would have been cool).
So yeah. I am going to TRY and get through the story. The style is definitely going to be different and I might do smaller parts as well, but it's going to still be a while until I am going to do so since, like I said, I physically can't draw digitally right now. I also want to try and actually get a bunch of pages done before releasing new content so that I am not feeling as pressured to actually rush myself.
I was going to try and do all of this without saying anything to just surprise people while also not disappoint people if I never actually go through with continuing, but enough people have been following me and asking recently (most likely because of the DLC) that I am just gonna say this.
So if you came here for content, just be patient I guess. I do have the whole story planned out since before I stopped making content, and I am not changing anything because of the DLC, so some things aren't going to line up with the DLC, but I honestly don't care anymore and just want to get this story done so I can get this weight off my shoulders whenever I think about this comic.
Thanks for reading this far if you did. I'll do my best to get the comic up and running again, but again, like I said multiple times, don't get your hopes up too high. It will be a bit until I can get going again, and this time I am going to take my sweet ass time with this comic so I don't end up absolutely hating this comics and franchise by the end of it. Hang in there and hopefully I can finish this. I am one person doing this for free, so let's all hope I keep my motivation this time and actually get to the end of this story (pretty sure at this point in the story we are like 1/3 or half-way done, so if I can go with my original place then there should be quite a bit more content for me to make).
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as a general rule, on average, if americans consistently complain about a food being conceptually weird, gross, and scary, then it probably tastes amazing. or at least inoffensive.
this is because in my experience americans for the most part (give or take a few exceptions by region) think eating literally anything other than beef, chicken, bread, eggs, peanut butter jelly sandwitches, ketchup, and disgusting cloyingly artificial brown sludge soda is insurmountably weird, gross, and scary.
#a lot of people literally refuse to even eat ham or pork#not even for like religious or health reasons#just because they think eating anything but beef and chicken is 'weird and scary and gross'#every time i hear people going on en masse about how 'weird and an acquired taste' something foreign is i go and try it and i'm just like#what the fuck were all of you smoking. where is the unbearable weirdness i am supposed to be experiencing#shoutout to that time i kept hearing about how bizarre a flavor milkis soda is and how intimidating and acquired of a taste#then when i actually try the stuff. it's just fucking peach soda. it's peach soda with a faint tangy yogurtish taste. it makes good floats.#how in the absolute fuck is anything even remotely weird much less gross about this?#unless your concept of what a 'soda' should be is poisoned by a lifetime of the entire soda aisle being filled with nothing but brown sludg#from the same 3 brands that all taste like what would happen if they could distill the concept of diabetes and artificial flavoring syrup#i don't know if other countries have this but there's this weird cultural like mandatory rejection of any 'unusual' food here#way more intense than i've seen from anyone from any other country (though that might just be inexperience with other cultures talking)#people react to the mere suggestion of any food outside a very narrow range with outright disgust and genuine fear and horror#and there's a huge amount of unspoken peer pressure on everyone to also do the same#like you're expected to agree with them and you've breeched some sort of silent social contract if you don't#it's seen as *immoral* almost it feels like#it's difficult to describe unless you've noticed it yourself#americans react to the mere suggestion of eating anything outside of the same 2 meats and handful of fillers the same way#that pearl-clutching aristocrat grandmas react to hearing that people in foreign countries do.. basically anything#it doesnt matter if you're suggesting eating ube cake or suggesting eating live bugs because people will react the same way#everything that's not chicken/beef/ect is as good as bugs to people here#hate this stupid blandass country and how impossible it is to afford any food other than burgers if you're not rich#or blessed with relatives that have any idea how to cook and are at all willing to teach you#cause nother weird thing i've noticed about food culture-or at least wasp food culture-that i haven't seen anywhere else quite the same way#is that if you DO have any relatives that know how to cook then nine times out of ten they will jealously guard their recipes like a dragon#and refuse to share them with anyone#thus taking whatever little cooking knowledge was in the family to their grave#so the opportunity other people usually have for family bonding via passing on recipes? pffft no.#for some reason we seem to actively go out of our way to prevent these things from being passed on#i don't know what the fuck is up with that but i suspect it has something to do with 50's dinner party oneupmanship
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bonestrouslingbones · 1 month
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yknow a lot of the reveal for The Secret Stuff is gonna depend on a good few ppl pressuring ebony into doing something he does not want to do. if ppl are respectful of his wishes i might have to rig the audience again. maybe i should put even more emphasis on the "BE MEAN TO THEM!!!!!!" bullet point
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derpinette · 9 months
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i have a physiognomy that is so aching for a cigarette
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mars-ipan · 2 months
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i am such a one drink girlie. tipsy is plenty and i do not want to experience a hangover ever in my life
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