I’m taking the term world tour away from artists and management they can have it back when they’ve shown they know how to use it properly
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Eddie writing his dirtiest and sluttiest songs all inspired by Steve and their relationship. And listen, the Corroded Coffin boys are well aware that he's in a relationship. He's glowing, all heart eyes, talking about his sweetheart and how amazing he is. And they're happy for him but they're also getting worried bc they never met the mystery guy so they're starting to think that it's either not as good as Eddie says or...he doesn't exist at all. And look! Look. They dont want to be those types of people but there's only so many of "he wouldn't feel well during our shows" and of "he works and studies a lot" that they can take before they start to grow more doubtful.
It all changes when Eddie tells them that his boyfriend was going to drop by and bring him his guitar that he had left at the apartment on accident. They get excited. Each of them had expectations based on the lyrics. A punk guy. Maybe goth. Definitely metal. Shaved head. Tattoos. Piercings. Combat boots.
They never expected Steve in all his pastel sweatered, soft haired, freckled glory when he stepped out of the car and handed Eddie his guitar with a charming smile and a kiss on his lips. "Here you go, your highness."
"Thank you sweetheart," Eddie chuckled with fucking blush on his face.
Oh, they were never ready.
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Prompt 111
Y’all know H2O? Where some people get cursed to turn into merfolk whenever they get water on them? That, but replace water with ectoplasm and merfolk with naga.
No, Bruce has no idea how they managed to get cursed or how he ended up with an armful of baby snake-person creature thing. At least this one isn’t black-hair and blue-eyes so his kids can’t complain at him. And it’s not his fault they all fell into this, this was supposed to be a vacation while Lucious, Alfred, and Gordon kept an eye on things back in Gotham.
On the bright side, his children want to snuggle up for once, which he supposes is nice. And Damian seems pleased about it judging by his rambles about snakes. So there’s that.
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When people say “Jason wouldn’t smoke because he died of smoke inhalation” I respectfully have to disagree, because if there’s one thing Jason is going to do he’s going to take aspects of his trauma and use them for himself and push on them like a bruise (he takes the name red hood, he uses explosives and guns, the crowbars were lame but they weren’t out of character), so I don’t think that would stop him from smoking. The way I see it I think Jason would be one of those people who occasionally smokes a cigarette when things are Particularly Bad, even though they swear they stopped smoking, like a maladaptive coping mechanism basically
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On the way to work Steve drops by Eddie’s to give him flowers because he wants to ‘woo him properly’. He is so proud of himself when he presents them to Eddie and sees him blush. Steve stays staring at him, rocking on his heels ‘well, are you going to smell them?’
So Eddie leans in and takes a very delicate sniff and Steve insists that he won’t smell them properly like that and all but forces Eddie to shove his head into the bouquet which Eddie very reluctantly does. He comes back up from the flowers and thanks Steve. Feeling pleased, Steve kisses Eddie on the cheek and goes back to his car and off to work.
Eddie immediately starts sneezing and rubbing at his eyes. He’s full on scream sneezing but maintains a death grip on the flowers. This is when Wayne comes out of the bathroom with a raised eyebrow aimed at Eddie. Between sneezes Eddie manages to get out
‘I can’t tell him Wayne. He bought me flowers. Steve! Steve Harrington !! Bought me flowers! I am NOT telling him anything.’ Wayne just pats him on the head as he passes Eddie who has taken a sudden seat on the couch. ‘Fuck, what if he wants flowers at our wedding? FUCK!’ Eddie sneezes again
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The most homophobic character in Death Note is actually the telephone for interrupting every single moment of unbearable sexual tension between L and Light
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I totally get gendered petnames like dude, sis, bro, and whatever else, and I get why some people might be confused as to why some trans people might take issue with a petname you might think is neutral. However, I do want people to remember that trans people often have different relationships with those petnames because they're gendered, and they might be uncomfortable with those connotations. A trans woman who doesn't want you to call her "dude" is probably not doing it to anger or accuse you of anything, but she might just have a negative relationship with that word.
I get that it can be hard to change habits, but it is worth it to include trans people. If a trans person in your life asks you not to use certain words, I promise they aren't trying to fuck you over or make you feel like you're under attack. They are just expressing a boundary - one that cis people also express.
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someone tell me why every yorkalina fic explains away the lighter thing as york being a smoker and carolina tries to convince him to stop by taking/being given his lighter...
you're really going to tell me the girl thats hardened by war at 24, has the world's most damaging relationship with her father, and has an addictive obsessive personality ISN'T a smoker like come on...
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Hiii, i love your stuff and kinda from a distance really look up at you for, in my perception, being able to express yourself without giving a fuck. Thats sick dude, Im so so afraid, of absolutely everything, its nice to think like i might grow into someone less apologetic of my existence. Nice to see people just being yknow
hey, thank you, this is really really nice. the secret that is probably not a secret is that i am also deeply afraid a lot of the time lmao -- but less than i used to be, and in ways that feel less stifling and self-suffocating, if that makes sense.
like, it used to be "i'm scared that if i express myself the way i want to, everyone will find me obnoxious, so let's just sand those edges down to be safe" -- now my fears are more like "now that i'm expressing myself in a way that feels natural and real, i'm afraid that it's all stupid/vapid/not worthwhile or meaningful" (<- specifically abt my art) or "i'm happy that i talk and act the way i want to now, but what if it makes me impossible to befriend," etc etc etc. which still feels bad and puts me in a funk a lot of the time but at least it's a fear that comes After/in reaction to doing stuff, rather than a fear that STOPS me from doing stuff, you know? like, it's evolved into a kind of fear that's less in my way.
anyway. i believe you'll experience something like this, because wanting to grow is the first step of growing. the fact that u hope or wish for something different means you're already on your way. to fewer fucks!! or at least distributing the fucks u give in a way that serves u better
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