its so important to me that artists remember they can fuck around. you never have to use tools as intended. you can always skip steps. you dont have to be organized. you dont have to be neat. you can put as little effort as you want into the parts of the process you dont find fun. maybe if youre making products you cant do these things but on your own time you can do literally actually whatever the hell. it doesnt matter how long you spend on it youve made art and its complete when you decide to quit. yee haw
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Prompt 80
So Dan knows that there’s heroes that have gone back in time, he’s aware of that fact. But he doesn’t exactly care and has more important things to worry about. Like the fact that Danny and Ellie are now three years old, right when he’s moving, though maybe that’s a blessing in disguise seeing as the GIW are searching for them in Amity.
But still, he has more important things to worry about than the speedster vibrating five feet away from him. Like making sure Ellie and Danny are alright to visit (ugh) Peepaw Clocky while he goes to work.
Ms. Mercy is not messing around, which he appreciates in a workspace, but he has to wait for another opening in the daycare before he can bring his, as far as everyone else is aware, siblings who he got emergency custody of.
What with how Jazz is interning in Gotham, they figured Metropolis would be safer. Now if the speedster would stop following him, he would really appreciate it. He’s literally just an intern under Ms Mercy as an assistant, not even one of the scientists, and it’s not like his timeline of the end of the world exists anymore!
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fuck the nhl and this bullshit prohibiting pride tape. seriously. fuck provorov too. fuck every fucking homophobe. "players are allowed to show their support off the ice". go fuck yourself. i hope players say fuck this shit and use pride tape anyways. i'd like to see the nhl infringing on their freedom and telling them they can't. put. fucking. tape. on. their. fucking. stick.
like how fucking stupid does that sound?
you aren't allowed to use tape.
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Modern AU where Steve has had an obvious and very vocal crush on Eddie since his freshman year.
He showed up on his first day and somehow that gangly 8th grader with the shaved head who moved to Hawkins halfway through the year is, like, a gangly sophomore with a head of wild curls who looks like he would stab someone who looked at him wrong.
And Steve immediately is crushing and doesn’t care who knows it.
Tommy and Carol fake gag and ask him what the fuck is wrong with him, but he doesn’t even bother looking back at them when he rips Tommy gently to shreds. He’s too busy fixing his hair and standing up straighter while Eddie walks by.
And, in true Steve fashion, he never hesitates to slide up to Eddie at any opportunity, all unearned 15 year old confidence used to hide the fact that his ears are red and his hands are shaking every time Eddie Munson turns those big eyes his direction.
And nothing really changes too much about Steve. He’s still friends with assholes, still a bit of an ass himself in that absent way where he just doesn’t think about what he’s saying, just that it’d get people to give him a wide berth in the hallways. He still goes on dates because Eddie hasn’t even so much as flirted back, even though Steve is nearly two years into shooting his shots with him.
He just watches Eddie’s lunchtime tabletop rants sighing dreamily as he calls him and his friends ‘mindless sheep’ and ‘nuclear family tragedies in the making’. Steve doesn’t really know what Eddie’s going on about with that second one, because Steve’s had their wedding invitations drawn up since halfway through his freshman year.
He pulls back when he gets with Nancy, because he’s pretty sure he loves her too, and she at least looks at him with something more than confused disdain when he flirts with her, and Steve starts to think maybe she’d like if he made their wedding invitations. Maybe she’d wanna come home to Steve and a few kids when she got off work. Maybe she could love him back.
And all the monster shit still happens, the messy breakup, Steve throwing himself down the social ladder and finding maybe his six kids dream really just looked like him and a pack of middle schoolers. Then six kids became seven with Erica and Robin Buckley becomes his best friend and life caries on because high school crushes don’t mean much in the real world.
And then Dustin has a new friend he doesn’t shut up about and, well, Steve’s never been one to miss an opportunity.
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oh my god bookstagram loves to be like "no one knows what it means when someone snarls dialogue! no one knows what it means when your eyes glaze over! but its hot!!" it's called figurative language and there is a whole beautiful world of metaphor out there if you simply shed the scales upon your eyes. sorry eyes can't shed scales, i mean uh. fuck. i'll get back to you
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