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#i just cant handle it
brandons-wife · 1 year
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CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS CAUSE GODDAMNIT, it's been driving me insane all day. The way he goes "thats pretty good" and then does "yeah.. huh", and the "excellent". WHEW BRO, ESPECIALLY THE "YEAH..HUH" Boy oh boy.
This is such an amazing performance of Poison Girl, it's really not talked about enough.
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oneweek · 5 months
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modern media literacy is so cooked like what do you mean you gave saltburn a .5 star rating because it wasn’t the class consciousness film you wanted that’s not what the fucking movie is about… ‘they made it hard to keep rooting for him and identifying with him’ idk maybe don’t project onto every character in media you come across & then get scared when they act in a way you wouldn’t
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mrrwsoup · 4 months
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metalhead rat tease
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[tumblr], please don't put negativity about my favorite characters on my dash, I'm going to have an RSD episode
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maryse127 · 2 years
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Also I hate that Don't Hug Me I'm Scared is trending the whole time because I did not need that trauma to resurface right now
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ruporas · 1 year
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drank too much
[ID: Digital Art of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. Vash’s body is turned slightly away from the viewer as he holds a staggering Wolfwood by his shoulder. He has one foot ahead of the other, the foot in the back used to stabilize himself from tipping over. Wolfwood is tethering into Vash, his weight pressed into him with his arms wrapped around Vash’s waist and his face is hidden away as he leans against Vash’s shoulder. Vash’s expression can be seen, his eyes wide and mouth tight-lipped, and his face is flushed red. A speech bubble comes out from Wolfwood, saying a drawled “Spikeyyy...”. The background are desaturated pastels of blue and green, showing night time, as they stand in the middle of an empty street that is also lit by the moon not depicted. Yellow light is seen coming from the inside of a saloon. End ID]
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formosusiniquis · 1 year
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When Mike Wheeler, red faced and still faintly tear stained, asks him how he knew he liked both Steve doesn’t know how to tell him it was his sister.
Before Nancy Wheeler it had only been boys. Before Nancy Wheeler Steve had been sure he was gay and knew well enough to keep it to himself; dating around enough to earn himself a protective reputation. Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been Marcus Summers, from the baseball team, during freshman year. Steve had gone to every game, and had been forced to make up excuses about schoolwork and his other commitments when asked why he hadn’t tried out for himself. Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been Tommy Hagan. The summer between seventh and eighth grade had been very kind to Tommy, he was sunkissed and boy next door sweet, Steve had wanted to hold his hand and count the freckles across the bridge of his nose. 
Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been his first love, a boy who only visited one summer, the year Steve turned ten. His name had changed every time they hung out but he’d favored E’s. Eli, Emmett, Elliott, Eric, Excalibur, Excelsior, and once for about an hour Wayne. His hair brushed his chin in pretty brown curls and his big brown eyes were always bright with excitement. He always got storm off mad when any of the other boys they’d played with that summer said he was acting like a girl, E would run off to the woods and Steve would always follow. E always came up with the best games anyway, he didn’t like playing soccer or HORSE or anything else with rules that couldn’t be bent; he preferred imagination games where they were knights or wizards. He didn’t laugh when Steve said he always liked playing house, but never wanted to be the dad because why would he want to be someone who never wanted to spend any time with his kids. E who, while insisting on being called Samwise all day, was his first kiss.
Cause he knows what Mike wants to hear. He’s seen the way Mike and Will have danced around each other since the last portal closed. He’s heard the things Mike has said to and about Will. He’s heard all about the week that Will was in the Upside Down. He’s heard all about the summer of ‘85. He’s heard all about the final off again that seems to officially mark the end of Mike and El romantically. He knows that Mike wants him to say that he’d never even thought about boys before he met Eddie. That there’s just something special about Eddie that makes him want to give up his lady killing ways. That Eddie was different. That it was okay that he was having these scary new thoughts, maybe Will was just an exception.
And Steve doesn’t know how to have that conversation. When he realized he liked both it was a relief, that maybe he could have something normal and wouldn't have to spend his life lying or hiding. 
But Eddie was different. Eddie was special. Eddie was probably it for Steve which is scary in a different way that he’s not ready to touch yet -- not when it’s only been three months.
There’s never been another girl since Nancy Wheeler, not really
There will never be another boy after Eddie Munson.
So he tries to help, as best he can. It’s easier with Eddie there, not quite dozing against his shoulder -- the kid’s emergencies always seem to come so late at night these days. “When I was ten, there was a boy whose name kept changing who decided prince charming should get to kiss his faithful knight. And when I was sixteen, your sister-”
Mike’s goodwill diminishes quickly as his sister gets introduced to the conversation.
“Stevie,” Eddie says. It’s not an admonishment for bringing up Nancy. It’s awestruck and watery. “You remember that?”
“Of course I remember the first boy I ever loved," that word catches up with him a second later. Remember. 
Cause there's Eddie with his riot of brown curls and his Bambi eyes. Eddie, who has explained why soft feminine words chafe against his skin leaving him itchy and anxious. Eddie, who has an Uncle in Hawkins. Eddie who moved to town the summer before he entered high school with a buzzed head and his mother's last name. Eddie who finally settled into an E he liked best.
"Wheeler, here's a tip from me to you," Eddie says, his advice is always better received than Steve's anyway, "if you have to ask you probably already know."
"Straight people don't really spend much time wondering if they aren't really straight," Steve agrees.
They don't rush Mike out the door, a crisis is a crisis and even in the wake of new discoveries Mike deserves to be heard out. Deserves a chance to cry and rage and feel those emotions someplace safe from his Reaganite father -- just as much as Will deserves to have someone who knows what they want come to him, deserves better than experimentation.
They cross the bridge from late into early by the time Mike sets off. The sun is creeping up over the horizon and Mike looks solid, certain; the dawn hints at the man he is growing up to be. Though every instinct of Steve's begs him to drive the kid home, Eddie's soft hand lingering at his hip holds him fast. They wave instead, encouraging Mike to go home and to bed before he does anything; knowing his front bike tire is already pointed toward the Byers-Hopper place.
"The first boy you ever loved, huh, Stevie?" Eddie teases before the door has even managed to click shut.
"And the last, I'm hoping, if I play my cards right."
"You were always pretty good at that. You were the only person that summer who called me by my name, except Wayne."
"It was your name." He knows that's too simple. Knows how hard Eddie has had it, continues to have it. But that summer it had been that simple, Eddie trying on names like shirts each one fitting until they didn't. "For what it's worth, I like Eddie a lot more than Excalibur."
"Oh fuck off, I was going through a fantasy knight phase. Which I know you remember."
"Right a phase, and how much longer is this fantasy 'phase' going to last?"
They're the kind of tired that makes you feel drunk, when Eddie tackles Steve and sends them both to the floor and to giggles. Eddie might not have been his bi awakening, but Steve is pretty fine with him being his everything else.
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sweetvillainjude · 2 months
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it's the way cardan could ALWAYS tell jude and taryn apart and the only time he didn't was when he was poisoned and confused plus taryn was wearing enchanted earrings to make her more beautiful, because to him jude was always the most beautiful, so in his drugged state he assumed it was her..
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eggcats · 1 month
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Listen, I love radioapple where Alastor likes to unnerve Lucifer, but I can't handle fics where Lucifer is ever actually scared of him.
Like, I love Alastor, don't get me wrong, but him threatening Lucifer is kind of like when a kitten hisses at you. Sure, it can be a bit annoying if it bites you, but it's not actually any threat, and you're not going to ACTUALLY fight or be afraid of a kitten.
But if that same kitten suddenly stands up on its hind legs and walks towards you, you might be a bit uncomfortable and leave.
Same concept with Alastor and Lucifer.
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whaliiwatching · 10 months
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kaleidoscopic crush
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wazzuppy · 2 years
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it might just be anxiety attack time, fellas
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Drinking Buddies :)
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kruinka · 9 months
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i hereby name this piece "kruinka gave up on rendering and is drowning in deadlines and college apps"
im gonna be dead for a few more weeks lol💀
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manchesterau · 2 months
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Reacting to my TERRIBLE Acting
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smuby · 29 days
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another art dump for my fans on here . hey guyssss
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socksandbuttons · 4 months
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I don't know why but seeing Eclipse come back all I could think of was about your Baby Back up Au. Which is awesome on a cosmic scale; but only what happened was Eclipse survived somehow, came back, the backups activated and he's been being a dad for the last few months.
Only the babies ended up escaping and got in the Pizzaplex. His whole monologue was him getting busted mid search and because he IS Eclipse of course he has to be himself and give long winded speeches. While internally screaming.
He walks into Sun and Moons room, finds his babies napping while Moons losing it and then just NOPES outta there.
BDS SJKS HELP I LVOE THAT I NEEDED TO DRAW IT IMMEDIATELY...
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the fact his defense mechanism is MONOLOGUES AND NOT... U KNOW... PRETNEDING TO BE SOLAR AND JUST ILL BE RIGHT DOWN... TOTOALLYU.. BUT GBSDKJD him just finding them and noping out like bros just outted himself hes not outting the babies (altho they find way.) i didnt see the last line cause immediate drawing so this was an alternate end:
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thasnk you sso much for this ask btw
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