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#I should shut up now. fuck
afranticsonicperson · 3 months
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being so, so tired to the point where you can’t even open a document or draw digitally anymore and now your in a rut
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….anyway, so here’s a surge
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xamaxenta · 3 months
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@itsthefandommash aaaangel im so sorry this took me so long i was suckerpunched by the depression this past weekend and i was struggling with literally everything and all basic tasks and its been exhausting and disheartening but i enjoyed the small serotonins in drawing marcoace 🥺❤️ thank you for commissioning me and forcing me to draw two characters together it was rough i definitely need more practice but this is a start
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humanmorph · 9 months
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"[high pitched and tinny] Let’s dive in. Let’s dive in. It’s time to dive in. Get ready to [audio distorts and slows] dive. Diiive. Diiiiie…" (The Road to PALISADE 20: City Planning Department)
so that's what i've been working on for the past 2 weeks! i wanted to draw something for this intro ever since i first listened to it (as a companion piece to my other gur drawing, though it of course ended up being way bigger in scale), but it only really gripped me about halfway through PALISADE ep 18. the next morning after that i listened to this narration on repeat for about 45 minutes and then made a big sketch on 4 sheets of paper at my desk at work.
anyways, i haven't listened to the new episode yet but i think i'm probably ready for whatever they're gonna throw at us with the next sortie. i'm gonna believe, against it all, in millennium break. for gur
(i recommend listening along while scrolling! + transcript btw. if anything is hard to read)
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astralzeraphias · 10 months
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he has a minigun now
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moffnat · 7 months
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Do you know how hard it's been for me to contain myself?
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itsafreetrialofdeath · 2 months
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“You’re enjoying this aren’t you”
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beanghostprincess · 4 months
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When they get to Egghead Sanji complains about the Hawaiian shirt, saying it's too boring in comparison with the other outfits. Then Usopp looks at him with a thumbs up and says "Looking good!! It's very you <3 Do you think that we could keep these things after this is over because I pers-" but Sanji isn't hearing shit anymore because he's having a moment™ and he feels hot all over and maybe he's going to faint, who knows.
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shieldofmen · 11 months
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Catelyn’s scared of society’s image of what a bastard is. This is why she treats Jon the way she does, because of her classist ass belief that Jon is inherently evil by nature of his birth. Shes not truly scared of anything hes done within those 14 years he’s lived in Winterfell. But Jon? The way he feels about her isn’t connected to some bullshit societal prejudice. That comes from her, and how shes reacted to him. (Which clearly still has an impact on him even after he no longer lives with the Starks) But yea somehow shes in the right for treating him like shit and hes in the wrong for? Existing within her general vicinity? Despite the fact that he had no choice. Would they have preferred Ned kicked him out? For an ADULTS comfort? Ah come to the asoiaf fandom where we think children should accommodate the adult because we are ass backwards.
Yall do realize just because someone lives in a time/place where the prejudices they hold are common does not mean they are absolved of the hurt they have caused, right?
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if one more thing happens. respectfully. i am going to Lose It
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paverics · 2 months
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vanessa hudgens f i n a l l y playing gay and the trailer shows us we’re supposed to be rooting for the guy from scrubs? lmaoooo get the hell out of here loser
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m1d-45 · 7 months
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You know, that would be ANGSTY COMICAL if we mixed that in the aftermath of the reveal of who is the real creator, since it could be taken as the creator REPLACING characters who hurt them.
-🥘Stew
that was the intent!
i think diluc would have it easiest. red is from a hateful part of his past, and he knows that he’s grown beyond that stage. if it weren’t for red’s temperament, he’d want to try and connect, if only to gain his trust. it still hurts, knowing that even after all this time he still failed to be what you needed, but it burns him the least.
fischl would be worse. night is everything she tried so badly to be, down to her own oz. to make it worse, night couldn’t care less about fischl, ignoring her monologues about who’s the real princess. the only one she needs the approval of is you, and she’d gotten that the second she was first summoned. she does fischl the mercy of letting her keep her name, but even that is mostly at your discretion. ‘fischl,’ ‘night,’ whatever. she just needs to protect you where amy failed.
and kaeya… my poor beloved. if night is what fischl wanted to be, shade is what kaeya has to be. night is a persona that fischl copied, shade is the very mask kaeya had put on for all his life. he’d entirely remade himself, down to the name he used and the way he treated his fellow knights, and it still wasn’t enough. all of his effort was poured into making himself something that could be accepted, that could be good enough. he’d thought he’d done a good job when he was first marked as a vessel, but now in the hunt it’s clear that his palatability only ran skin deep. shade is what you need, shade is what you want, and he’s genuine about it. shade’s entire life is yours, and he was rewarded for that devotion with your affection, earning a place at your side. and kaeya had devoted himself to the hunt instead, was so blinded by his own desires that he’d ignored the resistance of his vision. diluc may hate his past and fischl may hate night, but kaeya can only really hate himself.
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stormyoceans · 2 years
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no one: monica how fucked up you want pete to turn out to be exactly?
me: so nice of you to ask!!! how do i explain this. i want pete to laugh at vegas' tortures with a mouth full of blood and ask him if that's all he's got. i want pete to be able to read vegas like an open book and make /him/ feel trapped even if pete is the one with chains around his wrists. i want pete's struggle to be only a matter of loyalty to kinn and the main family and not about enjoying the things he does with vegas. but most of all, when they get together, i want everyone in the mafia world to know vegas to be ruthless, but pete to be TERRIFYING. i want voices going around warning everyone to never make pete angry and to always try to please him. i want people to say 'if you have to beg for mercy, beg pete for it, he'll decide your fate. if he stops smiling, you're as good as dead'. because yeah vegas will torture and kill you, but pete will just stand there watching vegas tear you apart and when vegas is done he will lick your blood from vegas' lips and go back to smile brightly like nothing happened
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newtness532 · 5 months
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im gonna need teachers to stop yelling at us. if you have something to say, say it calmly or dont say it at all
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tbartss · 1 month
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i forgot how insufferable the atla fandom has become now forget i said anything
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strangersatellites · 1 year
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strangers 1.3k words
inspired by ethel cain's song "strangers" and if you read this it is a requirement that you listen to it. (its linked at the bottom)
idk team I was just listening to this song for the millionth time and needed to get this out, so here's 1.3k words of Eddie experiencing life after death and Steve dealing with grief and guilt I guess
Eddie is a ghost. 
He’s made his peace with that.
Some kind of Upside-Down ghost probably. He doesn’t really care.
The people of Hawkins don’t know that. They still believe, still fear that he’s out there somewhere. Everyone that cared about him knows better.
WIthout a proper grave he just kind of… drifts. 
Into and out of spaces, he leaves behind no trace save for a soft breeze if someone’s really paying attention.
They usually aren’t.
He’s not really a physical being so much as a feeling. Still in his body but less aware of it than he ever was. He thinks he couldn’t explain it if he wanted to. Couldn’t explain the way that people can’t see him or hear him when he’s there, but later feel like they had, and feel crazy trying to explain it. He’s had to learn his way around his new consciousness in a way that lets him be near the ones he cares about without hurting them. It's an exhausting cycle, to feel out of your mind.
He can see it in the way dread and grief tug at the shoulders of the people he loved. He knows this because the more someone thinks of him, the closer he can get to them. 
At first he was at home a lot. 
Well, as at home as he could be in this new place they’ve got Wayne in. It’s nowhere Eddie’d ever been when he was living, but Wayne’s there so it's home nonetheless. But as weeks turn into months the closest he can get is just outside the door. He can’t get inside, can’t actually see Wayne anymore. Can’t see the way that loneliness weighs him down. The way he picks himself up every time.
So he lets himself drift to wherever he’s pulled next. A time or two it's been to Jeff’s garage while he’s practicing. Several times he’s gotten to see inside Dustin’s room late at night before the kid falls asleep. 
But the place he’s finding himself more and more often, he didn’t recognize at first. He just knew it was a basement somewhere. Drafty, door locked tight, and with nothing but dusty tools to keep him company, he found comfort in knowing that someone was remembering him. Even if only a little. Even if it’s a stranger.
Eddie’s drifted in and out of whatever kind of consciousness he experiences for a while before his surroundings morph and change. 
The kitchen of the Harrington house he would recognize anywhere. 
He smiles as he takes in the new space and thinks that if he had a human body he’d be sat up on the counter just like he is now.
Steve walks into the kitchen with a furrow in his brow and Eddie takes the time to really look.
This is the first time he’s seen Steve since the last of his air left his lungs and he’s hit with a strange sense of longing. 
Can see it in the bags under Steve’s eyes that, even now, say he’s still carrying everything on his own.
He’d always done that.
When Eddie had made that stupid, stupid decision, though he’d be loath to admit it alive, he’d wondered if Steve would've done the same thing. 
He thinks they both knew the answer was yes and that that’s the reason Steve still looks like hell even months later.
He looks like hell but he’s still so handsome walking over toward Eddie now. 
Eddie knows he can’t see him, doesn’t know he’s there. But he still finds himself longing for the closeness when Steve grabs a glass from the cabinet and leaves the room again.
In an instant Eddie’s back in the basement. Steve’s memory of him gone as quick as it came as Eddie is left with the question that followed him his whole life:
Am I no good?
As he wastes away in the drafty, cold he realizes that he doesn’t feel a pull anywhere else. He decides that seeing Steve once in a while, if only for a short time, is better than being forgotten.
It becomes a routine. Eddie’s hours will turn into days, and he’ll lose track of time. Then he’ll blink and he’s watching Steve stare at himself in the mirror. He looks like he’s been crying and like he’s going to be sick. Eddie wants nothing more than to be able to comfort him. But as quick as they come, they go, and Eddie begins to connect the dots. 
Eddie’s memory, like everything else Steve seldom allows himself to feel, gets carried with him always. But he locks them away tight in his heart and only lets them out when he thinks no one is watching. When he thinks he’s allowed to miss Eddie.
So Eddie stays in the basement, stays in Steve’s heart, heavy, guilty, until Steve’s ready to face it again.
One day it catches Steve by surprise.
Eddie can tell because he’s in the middle of putting away groceries when Eddie gets there.
At first Eddie’s confused. But then he sees the milk carton in Steve’s hand with the big MISSING: EDDIE MUNSON and his photo on the side. There’s a sale sticker over his face in what was surely some angry grocer’s last ditch effort to sell milk with the Hawkins devil on the side.
Steve’s frozen just looking at it and honestly Eddie gets it.
After everything that was lost, this may very well be the only physical memory of him that’s left save for a polaroid photo in an evidence locker somewhere.
He’s able to drift close enough to hear the breath Steve lets out before he puts it in the fridge and finishes unpacking his bags.
From that point on Eddie’s no longer in the basement.
He’s able to drift all around Steve’s house and he learns that he can touch things.
He watches Steve’s smile come back when Robin’s over.
He flits his fingers across windchimes when the air is still and watches them take in the music.
He watches Steve crash after long days at work and drags a blanket up over his shoulder.
Sees his confused face when he wakes.
He looks on when Steve pours the milk down the drain and puts the empty carton right back in the fridge.
Even though this makes him sad, he makes a smiley face out of the magnets on the door. Hopes that Steve notices.
He sees him scream out his anger late into the night and wishes that he could touch Steve.
But as time goes on he’s able to witness the way that Steve learns to carry the guilt, but to also try to let himself breathe.
Eddie spends a lot of his time wishing he were alive so that he could tell Steve he’s proud of him. That he could tell him he’s surrounded by people who would help him carry it all if he would just put it down. Wishes he were alive for a lot more reasons than just that.
But the night he gets the closest is when he figures out that he can use the phone in the office to call the one in Steve’s room while he’s away.
He’d learned early on in this afterlife that if he spoke he wouldn’t be heard. But he has a hunch that this might be an Upside-Down loophole.
He’s sitting on the floor across from where Steve’s lying in bed, and he’s watching the stream of tears drip down his pretty, pretty face while he listens to the voicemail.
Hey Stevie.
Called you just to tell you that I made it real far, and that I never blamed you for loving the way that you do while you were torn apart.
I would still wait with you there.
Don’t think about it too hard or you’ll never sleep a wink at night again. Don’t worry about me, Stevie, just know that I loved you.
And I’ll see you when you get here.
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gregoftom · 1 year
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pretty sure i’ve seen romance movies with scenes like this
#tomgreg#where do i even start with t his horseshit okay here we fucking go.#so tom's first instinct is to go to greg when he's on shaky ground with shiv. the only way  he feels safe is to have GREG with him.#who tf would want greg as an attack dog??!?!? lets be fucking real. when he says that i think he means just a dog. just someone loyal.#who loves him and won't dick him around. i think he's pretty tired of it by now.#he wants an alliance with like. ok in this show who would you pick to ally with. i love greg but he's abso useless in terms of skills that#would keep you safe. if anything TOM would keep HIM safe. in fact tom  himself says who else has taken care of you. literally spells it out.#he even says greg is a joke; will fail; will fuck up; so what use does he have for tom other than companionship. other than love?#a dog might do tricks for you but your main reason for getting one is usually love. right? at least it should be. it would be in tom's case.#and don't even fucking get me STARTED on ''do you wanna come with me? ...sporus?" like girl.#you know what you told him about nero and sporus right. and now you're saying to him; yeah i was talking about you.#you and me. you're my favourite and i wasn't joking when i said i'd marry you.#the whole while tom is asking greg to be his attack dog his fuckin. eyes and expression we get it you're in love with  him. like it's ridic.#and all this coming with phrasing it sounds like they're fucking ELOPING. I HATE IT!!!!!! SHUT UP! stop saying that fucking shit god. god#they are so annoying. anyway#the way tom's voice breaks as he says he has things to do [what things. will i find out later.] and the deal and!!#what am i gonna do with a soul anyways... i have you what do i need it for. and as that paragraph said somewhere. he castrates his soul.#then they giggle and are fucking annoying and greg'S HANDS LOOK LIK EHE'S ABOUT TO IDK. HUG TOM? AROUND THE MIDDLE MAYBE#or do something else. and then they just hug instead and i fucking. ugh. i've had enough tbh good fucking bye
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