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So just finished Wednesday, I’m currently writing Steddie au theme for it so here’s just a snippet of it for you guys. Or a rough idea of how I’m currently writing it :)
*Steve has the power of sensing others emotions*
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Pale skin, Raccoon Eyes, and kinky hair. Three things that Steve noticed almost immediately. His eyes meet the other boys eyes the second he walks into his - their room. The cheerful boys first reaction is to jump up and greet the new comer. It was strange for someone new to join the school part way through the semester, but there was nothing normal about Nevermore Academy. After all it was home to the freaks. Steve’s eyes light up as if he had known the other for his entire life. Though the excitement is short lived as it quickly changes to a uneasy feeling.
Eddie Munson’s presence was everything but welcoming. Steve knows it wasn’t possible but it almost felt like all the color in the room was sucked out immediately when the stranger walked in. Steve wasn’t one to pay attention to the littlest details about someone but this was not like any normal situation he has been in before. He quickly catches onto the others eyes, which are a dark coffee brown though from the way the others curls fell it seemed like teen was trying to hide the only color he wore. Eddie’s face was slightly rounded out, which was a little strange to notice as he looked like a dead man walking. And Steve was fully aware that the dead were mostly skin and bones.
Steve shivers a little as he felt the energy of the room change. He then notices the thumps of the others combat boots. Eddie was quick to move his eyes from Steve his face didn’t show any emotion. His lips stuck in a default position as the guidance councilor leads him inside. Steve shivers as the feeling of disgust hits him and he grins his teeth in reaction acting like he was okay. It wasn’t noticeable from the naked eye but Eddie was disgusted by something in the room. No words had been spoken yet and Steve sort of already had a dislike for the guy.
“Eddie, this is our swim team captain; Steve Harrington.” Mrs Byers introduces happily. Her eyes lighting up as she checks the room out carefully. Steve moves offering a hand out to the other with a smile.
“It’s nice to meet you.” He smiles awkwardly. He hated introductions just as much as he hated good byes. Though this one he was probably never going to forget as he watches the others eyes change to that of confusion. When a few awkward seconds pass Steve puts his hand back down as his eyes follow the other as he moves around the room.
“The color of this room is giving me a headache.” Eddies voice comes out in a monotone as he looks out the window. As if he was looking for escape. Steve’s eyes skim down the other and catches the guitar that was on his back, and he bites his lip as he watches the other rip down a poster on his side of the room. It was Steve’s and he hadn’t gotten a chance to clean up properly as he crosses his arms over his chest as he try’s to figure out whether or not this was a nightmare.
“Don’t worry you can decorate your side of the room, I just need to get some of my posters down.” Steve rambles out completely embarrassed as he runs over pulling down a Harry Styles poster that his friend Robin, had given him.
“Please do.” Eddie says bitterly as he drops his suitcases down on the floor before he’s moving to walk with Joyce. “Lets get this tour over with.” He grumbles out a little. Mrs. Byers face widens as she gets flustered.
“Oh dear, Steve is going to be the one giving you the tour not me,” she informs gently.
Eddie turns on his heel to glare at Steve who hadn’t done anything. He was just clearing his stuff off better. He tenses up a little when he feels the strong feeling of irritation fills him. Squeezing his eyes shut while he wasn’t looking at the other two he try’s to get a hold of himself. Already he knew that he was going to have a very difficult time blocking out such Negative emotions from Eddie. The boy looked like that was all he felt. Steve glances over his shoulder and the first sign of emotion on the others face was that of impatience.
“Well, let’s go.”
Let me know if you enjoy it, it would be amazing tbh 😭
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headspace-hotel · 8 months
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They did it??? They actually fucking did it???
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THIS IS AMAZING
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savaralyn2 · 3 months
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happyheidi · 2 months
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𝖠𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗆
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watchforstars · 3 months
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🎶 Looks like you could use some help
From the big boss of Hell himself! 🔥
(Five stars! Flawless! Greater than great!⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️)| Hazbin Hotel Ep.8
I’m weak…I love a daddy/daughter dynamic
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inkskinned · 1 year
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it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.
anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."
just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.
i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.
when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.
but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.
i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?
most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.
now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.
and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.
go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.
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chiptrillino-art · 4 months
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sooo... @ranilla-bean wrote a fic The Iconoclast beta read by @faux-fires but before rana and i got to talk lots about sout eats asian clothing and khmer cuture and... i stat down... drew the first one... and the other two. enojoy?
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justxangelxthings · 6 months
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Thinking about a boyfriend that just casually let's his bros have access to me without ever asking me if I'm ok with it or not. It would start with a "Hey babe Will and Jake are coming over to play games, could you wear the jean shorts for me? Last time you wore them they said they liked it" and progress from a "Sean made some comments about how lucky I was to see you naked so I sent him the nudes you sent me last night" to a "Aw hey did you hear that? Since Trey is having a bad day why don't you let him touch your tits, yeah?" To a "Hey you know my friend Alex is a virgin, right? Yeah he's been pretty down about it so I told him you would fix that for him, you don't mind, right?" To a "Kyle and Aiden's girlfriends found out they were cheating on them and broke up with them today, they're pretty heartbroken. They really need to let some aggression out, I figured you could make them feel a lot better. They're on their way now." ❤️
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giselez · 10 months
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metal ⚔️🦈
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catharsistine · 11 months
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The scene in the Barbie trailer when Barbie is skating around with Ken and asks "Why is everyone staring at me?"
THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE AN ADOLESCENT GIRL.
Living in Barbieland (childhood girlhood) but then suddenly you're all grown up in the real world subject to scrutiny and sexualisation (the guy slapping Barbie's ass) and feeling like existing is a crime?
Being forced by adult men into a box (which leads to the not like other girls syndrome) and exploring the 'real world' (being forced to grow up too quickly) while fighting the realisation that maybe the world sucks and being a woman is so difficult while hoping with all your heart that it's not always going to be this way.
Losing touch with the very things that made you happy because they're considered immature and girly? (The group of teens that said they hadn't played with Barbies since they were five.)
Older women telling you that you have to learn the truth about the world and that you can never have your old life back (Kate Mckinnon's Barbie) despite it being the only thing you yearn for, but also older women being a bright spot and support (the old woman on the bench) in the endless slough of life.
And this is just the trailer!!! I'm so excited for this movie I can't breathe, Greta Gerwig the woman that you are 😭
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barblaz-arts · 2 months
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It's like catholic guilt or something idk
I'm not one for the who fell first who fell harder debate usually, but Charlie definitely fell first based on that flashback. And I don't need to elaborate who fell harder, cuz it's definitely Ms "I'll be your armor, I'll spend my life being your partner".
I like to think Vaggie spent some time kindly brushing off Charlie's advances because she was still holding out hope that she could somehow return to heaven. But eventually she decided that Hell's worth staying for as long as Charlie is with her, and that she'd help her achieve her dream of getting other sinners to ascend instead to make up for all the souls she destroyed.
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shotmrmiller · 2 months
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i love Simon in all shapes but there's just something so fucking delicious about him getting fuller because of the way you feed him.
he's not military no more, he's hung that beret up.
no more MRE's and whatever else.
Just home cooked food that'll put a meat on his bones.
He ain't gonna starve no more. Simon comes home to a warm meal that'll fill his belly and he better ask for seconds, otherwise you'll be thinking he didn't like what you made him.
You like the extra pounds he's put on! He's gained happy relationship weight, and you love how his tummy presses into you as he gets between your thighs.
His hard body is turning soft and you love every inch of it.
The way to his heart is through his stomach and even if you make cookies that you messed the recipe up on by adding salt instead of sugar, he's eating it.
Like a good husband should.
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depression-fork · 4 months
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circuscountdowns · 3 months
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happyheidi · 4 months
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