#*in my drafts

[littleblackraincloudofcourse]

Eddie was the last person to touch Buck before he died.

Eddie restarted Buck's heart. He brought him back to life.

The same lightning strike that stopped Buck's heart knocked Eddie off his feet.

Canon or not, this goes above and beyond romance. They are full on SOULMATES. There is no other explanation!

#buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 abc #911 headcanons #buck x eddie #i' ve read through 300 years of romance #i know this trope when i see it #in my drafts

[keclan]

when spike does bad things he is a fictional character subjected to the whims of joss whedon and when he does good things he’s spike my friend spike who’s real and my friend

#in my drafts #HOW have i not posted this already #btvs

[monstrousfemale]

found footage

Grainy film, static-y audio. There's a date at top right, and the screen is black, then a blurry motion reveals Steve Harrington standing in the kitchen, cooking dinner. He's focused, his hair is pulled back from his face with mismatched hair clips, there's a sheen of sweat on his forehead. The camera zooms in, in, in, until we're almost uncomfortably close. There's a little frown between Steve's eyebrows, just a small crease really. A voice asks "what you up to, big boy?"

Steve's eyes dart up, beyond the camera, then straight at it.

"Are you wasting another tape over me cooking?"

"It's never a waste, I like having a record of how you spoil me."

"Turn it off, Eddie," Steve says, turns away from the camera. There's unintelligible mumbling, a snicker.

The image changes.

Steve is writing carefully, handwriting coming out perfectly round, he dots his Is and crosses his Ts with utmost respect.

"Watcha doing?" Eddie asks, out of shot. He sounds like he already knows.

"I'm writing a thank you card," Steve answers distractedly.

"What for?"

"You know what for."

"Tell me again," Eddie insists, and the camera goes crooked, the angle is all wrong, following a foot tapping a shin below the desk.

"I'm thanking Joyce and Hopper," Steve says, defeated. The camera rights itself, and the light streaming in from the kitchen window to their left causes dust particles to dance on the screen, glares up Steve's impatient face.

"Why are you thanking Joyce and Hopper?" Eddie asks, and his smile can be heard in his voice, even though he's still behind the camera.

"I'm thanking them for co-signing our lease," Steve says, and finally smiles like he can't help it. "We're getting a bigger place next week."

"Damn right we are, baby," Eddie says, and the camera is turned to the side, filming out the window where a breeze is causing trees to sway gently. The mic pics up a loud smack, laughter. The camera is set down on the table, films the kitchen wall only.

"You're gonna use up the tape, Eds," Steve can be heard saying, right before the footage stops.

The camera pans over Eddie's body, from his shoes to his frizzy hair. He's sitting down, holding his guitar with usual nerves. He plucks sound out of her, and it comes off uneven.

"Turn that off," he says, looking only at his own fingers moving over the frets.

"No, play it again."

"Turn it off, and I will."

"Play it again and I'll turn it off."

Eddie sighs. Rolls his eyes, and then plasters on a large smile.

"Hey future Steve, you're in for a treat. Present you is forcing me to propose twice, just so he gets it on tape."

The camera is set down, not too carefully, and Eddie is not quite as centered anymore, his hand holding up the guitar's neck is fully off shot. Steve shows up on the footage, covers any view of Eddie.

He places both hands on each side of Eddie's face, kisses him. Not that the camera catches much of it except for the smacking of lips, telltale sighs.

"I already said yes," Steve says, the camera's shitty mic barely catches it. "Just sing it again, please?"

Eddie is nodding when Steve disappears behind the camera, the shot centered again.

He sings something he wrote himself. There's soft sniffling from behind the camera, betraying Steve's emotions. Eddie's eyes never move to the camera, always focused on some point behind it.

The last thing that can be heard is Steve's strangled "I love you," before the image goes dark.

#steddie #steve and eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #idk what this is apparently i wrote it march 12th 2023 and its been gathering dust #in my drafts #so here yall go #fluff

[abruisedmuse]

Why are you crying?

Because her friends are with her and she is not afraid

#in my missing lele hours #lehabah #bryce quinlan #hunt athalar #quinlar #ruhn danaan #live laugh love lehabah #cresent city #hoeab #hosab #in my drafts

[frankennon]

Liam: Hey *smiling charmly*

Theo: Hey *smiling back*

Mason: Get a room!

Liam: Okay.

Mason:

Theo:

Theo: Okay.

#okay so i just found this #in my drafts #and was like #i dont remember this #but it is something #so there you go #thiam #theo raeken #liam dunbar #teen wolf #incorrect quotes #teen wolf incorrect quotes

[i-am-a-fan]

bro. i love you (with the intention of eating your fries)

#in my drafts #🐊 #speck rambles

[averageobserver]

Vaggie: eww

*keeps looking*

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vaggie #hazbin hotel charlie #in my drafts

[out-of-users]

You asked, I deliver!

KNY God! Au

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Let’s start with the basics:

Each god has a domain, or a place where they live, based on what they are the god of / personal likings.

Where the 9 domains meet, is a neutral ground, and where Ubyashiki lives.

The hashira are gods, the Kamaboko squad are shrine keepers, and muzan and his demons are still…demons.

Now for each god in turn:

Giyuu

God of water. I mean, how could he not be?

I feel like his domain would have a lot of serene environments, and a deadass waterfall too.

Favors Urokodaki and the Kamado siblings over all other shrine keepers.

Will murder if one of the other gods purposely tries to hurt them.

Sabito is a kitsune that used to be giyuu’s friend who died by demons. He has a shrine for him in his domain.

His domain borders mitsuri’s and sanemi’s. (And that goes reeeeally well, huh?)

Sanemi

God of wind/air. Self explanatory.

Domain borders giyuu’s and muichiro’s

Favors genya, (though he’ll never admit it,) and wants him to be safe.

As for his siblings, (genya included) they were all humans he saved. When a demon came, genya was the last survivor.

Hates nezuko, because of the demon part of her. (Doesn’t know about genya’s little ability though)

Windstorms often run through his domain.

Mitsuri

I’m sorry, but I want her sky to be pink in her domain. And I want her to love it. So suck it up.

Borders giyuu and rengoku.

God of love, romance, you know.

As for her family, it’s a couple that visits her shrine daily.

Gets offerings like Sakura Mochi a ton.

Also loves nezuko, and will murder for her safety (tanjiro too!)

Tengen

God of sound and festivals. (Damn, we knew that one from the start.)

Borders rengoku and Gyomei.

A very flashy domain, definitely has fireworks stored somewhere

As for his family, they were people who frequently visited the shrine, (besides his dad,) but he accidentally killed them when he accidentally released a soundwave onto his shrine that made it collapse on itself, the people inside too.

Since then his shrine has been rebuilt, sturdier.

Still has his 3 wives, they live with him in his domain.

Rengoku

God of fire/heat. (not the sun though!)

His little brother isn’t related to him, but a shrine keeper he took in as “His own!”

Literal besties with mitsuri

His domain is HOT. Bring hydration.

Loves being offered any type of food at his shrine, especially bento!

Borders mitsuri and tengen.

Gyomei

Borders tengen and obanai.

God of rocks/land, stone, mineral, you get it.

Those kids? They died in a religious temple.

Still religious, even though he is a god. (Heh. Strange.)

A ton of rocks in his domain, along with a prayer area.

You can definitely feel it when he steps.

Obanai

God of serpents/reptiles.

Huge crush on mitsuri.

Borders gyomei and shinobu.

Still has facial scars, still hides them.

Domain is FULL OF TREES.

Still has kaburamaru. The snake is still a shinobu simp.

Shinobu

God of incects.

The butterfly girls are her favorite.

Kanae was an old shrine keeper who was slain by demons.

Domain is filled with butterflies.

People go to her shrine for medical advice sometimes.

Muichiro and Yuichiro

Borders obanai and muichiro.

God (s) of mist/fog.

Borders shinobu and sanemi.

Forgets everyone, even his own twin.

Entire domain is misty.

Big fan of tanjiro, nezuko, and genya.

The shrine for the two is combined into one.

Y’all, that took forever and I hope it blows up. I lost motivation but still had fun! Byeeee!

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny #headcannons #god #god au #this is bad i’m sorry #girl I lost motivation #demon slayer #hashira #hashira au #I scream at the void #and the void screams back #this has been in my head for days #this has been #in my drafts #for days #demon slayer giyuu #demon slayer shinobu #demon slayer rengoku #kny muichiro #demon slayer gyomei #demon slayer mitsuri #demon slayer obanai #demon slayer tengen #demon slayer sanemi

[salty-dracon]

"what the hell did you expect?! she was a baby!" is such a perfect line because yeah. what the hell did you expect. she was a baby.

#paranormasight #in my drafts #honestly what the hell DID he expect? she was a baby

[littleblackraincloudofcourse]

Scorpia called Graydon pretty, Boorman offered to make out with him. If things don't work out with Elora at least he has a pretty good shot at a three-way or becoming part of a RougeReaver polycule.

#graydon hastur #willow headcanons #willow series #rougereaver #thraxus boorman #venoma scorpia #willow 2022 #graythrax #in my drafts

[nonstop97]

❤ Tracklist for Treasure EP 2: Zero to One album by ATEEZ ❤

HALA HALA

Say My Name

Desire

Light

Promise

From

reblog/like ❤

#ateez #hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #atz #kpop #ateez tracklist #treasure ep 2 #the way i thought i had already uploaded this OOPS #i was scrolling my blog like 'where is it????' #IN MY DRAFTS #*gfx #*ATZ #*tracklist #*nonstop97

[jarpadandjensens]

#samedit #sam winchester #spnedit #dailyspngifs #spncreatorsdaily #supernatural #just my imagination #season 11 #lipglosskaz #spn* #sam* #in my drafts #actual cutiepie

[abruisedmuse]

Dante: I know a guy who can handle this

Kai: and if said guy is Christian Harper then no

Dante:......

Dante: I no longer have a guy.

#everyone so harsh on my babe Christian 😭 #leave him be. #dante russo #kai young #christian harper #twisted lies #king of sins #king of wrath #king of pride #king of greed #ana huang #bookblr #in my drafts

[lesbianfakir]

Fakir and Duck are like bitter classroom rivals who see each other across the crowd at pride and swear a temporary truce on the condition that they never tell a soul what they saw

#princess tutu #IN MY DRAFTS #HAVE I REALLY NEVER POSTED THIS?? #apologies if somehow I said the same thing twice #lea posts

[i-am-a-fan]

#huh. here’s an old sketch ig #in my drafts #lego monkie kid #lmk #my art #monkie kid #lmk macaque #this is from an au i have but kinda gave up on #I love this Mac and Redson tho #also from when I was going through burn out

[faeriekit]

I'm not very much of a poetry person, I don't think; not a lot of it resonates with me, and when I write poetry, people tend to see it as prose. That being said, I've never read a poem that sticks with me more than "Nobody loves me, Nobody cares. Nobody picks me peaches and pears."

“Nobody loves me, nobody cares, Nobody picks me peaches and pears. Nobody offers me candy and Cokes, Nobody listens and laughs at my jokes. Nobody helps when I get into a fight, Nobody does all my homework at night. Nobody misses me, Nobody cries, Nobody thinks I’m a wonderful guy. So, if you ask me who’s my best friend, in a whiz, I’ll stand up and tell you NOBODY is! But yesterday night I got quite a scare I woke up and Nobody just WASN’T there! I called out and reached for Nobody’s hand, In the darkness where Nobody usually stands, Then I poked through the house, in each cranny and nook, But I found SOMEBODY each place that I looked. I seached till I’m tired, and now with the dawn, There’s no doubt about it- NOBODY’S GONE!!

-Shel Silverstein

#in my drafts #I think I wrote this during poetry month #library posting