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aerknight · 8 months
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@naffeclipse orcas beach themselves to hunt seals orca!eclipse beaches themself to hunt y/n :)
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aka-indulgence · 13 days
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Meeting someone who is a utmv AND Sans fan irl like 👁👁 huh
what
how do you exist ij front of me and not because we were mutuals or anythinf
you exist here??? In front of me for real???? And im not dreaming??????? Huh???? Here???? What???
My brain does not work
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afewproblems · 9 months
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Season 2 Halloween AU Part Three
Part One, Part Two
Eddie waits till the end of the day to strike.
It's after four, and almost everyone has left for the day with the exception of the teachers and the janitor --who has already given Eddie the stink eye for remaining after hours for 'no reason'.
But Eddie does have a reason, a pretty decent one too.
He's waiting for King-Steve to get out of detention.
Turns out it didn't take until lunch for the whole school to hear about Harrington and Wheeler. In fact, the way Eddie heard, Steve had been ambushed not two minutes after his conversation with Nancy by Hagan and Hargrove.
Now here was where the story differed depending on who you heard it from.
Tammy Thompson told her lunch table that Steve freaked out when Hargrove started talking shit about Nancy.
Mark Holmes told Jim Cutter that Hagan got punched in the face and Hargrove was simply defending his friend from Steve.
Sarah March told Jeff in their homeroom that Steve wound up with a black eye after gym class that morning and was almost suspended for the week.
Eddie knows there must be a thread of truth linking all of these stories together. And at this point, he'd much rather hear it straight from the source.
Plus with a black eye Harrington would be needing those glasses back.
Eddie snaps the gum in his mouth and stuffs his hands in his pockets as he leans against locker 109, certain that Steve will have to stop by before he leaves.
"Munson?"
Speak of the devil.
Eddie tilts slightly in the direction of the voice and blows out a low whistle at the sight of the shiner on Steve's face.
It's already a deep purple, though it isn't as swollen as Eddie would have thought. It matches the colour of the bags under Steve's good eye and is accentuated by how strangely pale he looks today. Steve's lip is also split down the middle, blood staining his polo collar.
Huh, so it didn't happen in gym.
"Looks like someone had an interesting day," Eddie smiles as he crosses one leg over the other and taps the tip of his chuck on the linoleum, Steve winces at the harsh squeak it makes.
"Look Munson, whatever you want, just get it over with," Steve manages to say through gritted teeth, his hands have clenched into loose fists but the same tremor from the night before has returned in full force.
Eddie pushes himself off of Steve's locker and watches as the other man tenses. Eddie rolls his eyes and reaches behind himself, grabbing the shades from where they are hanging off his back pocket. Steve's gaze follows Eddie's movements and barely halts a flinch as the sunglasses are tossed into his chest.
Steve only seems to catch them with his latent jock ability but still nearly drops them in surprise.
"You left these in my van last night," Eddie shrugs at the way Steve's head tilts slightly, he looks from the glasses in his hand to Eddie and back again with a frown.
"Oh," he breathes out, and the tension drops from Steve's frame like the strings holding him up are all at once severed.
"First a taxi service, now a courier," Eddie smirks, dropping his left hand to his hip, "how ever will you make it up to me Harrington?"
Steve grimaces, rubbing a hand down his face, he winces as it brushes the deepening bruise under his eye, "I'm sure you're about to tell me".
Eddie grins, pretending to consider his options as he lifts a ringed hand to his chin to hold it thoughtfully for a beat while Steve stands before him, looking more and more frustrated with every passing second.
"Where's the fun in that?" Eddie says with a sly smile as he steps closer, nearly into Steve's space, and leans in.
"Maybe you'll owe me one," Eddie winks as he says it before dropping his voice into a wheezing Italian affectation, "perhaps one day soon I'll call upon you for a favor--"
"What?" Steve sputters out in a strangled laugh, leaning away from Eddie's sudden proximity.
From this angle Eddie can see the slightest flush creeping down Steve's neck.
"The Godfather? You know?" Eddie raises an eyebrow at the blank expression on Steve's face, "I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse?"
Steve's brow pinches in confusion as he shakes his head.
"I mean," Eddie huffs, moving out of Steve's space again, "you'd probably like it, you have plenty of practice rejecting offers don't ya big boy?"
It takes a second for the words to register for both of them.
Steve's eyebrows cut creases across his forehead as they rise into his hair and Eddie immediately wants to fling himself off the gymnasium roof.
Of all the stupid, stupid things--
"Is this about the weed?" Steve asks slowly with a frown wrinkling his nose, it would be cute if Eddie wasn't beside himself with relief.
Focus.
"Yup," Eddie manages to say with a straight face despite the way his heart is racing. He clears his throat and leans backwards to drape himself against the lockers again, miscalculating how far he's moved away from them after Steve showed up.
Eddie loses his footing and slams into the metal with a loud bang, sliding down onto the floor in a leather clad heap.
"Jesus Christ," Eddie hears from above him, opening his eyes to find a pair of wide hazel ones staring into his own.
"Did you hit your head?"
Eddie ignores the question and the heat that rises in his face and ears. He wants nothing more at this moment than to tell Steve to fuck off, to leave him to crawl into a hole now and finally live the rest of his days as a Hobbit.
But King-Steve is persistent.
"Come on Munson, we should go before someone comes to see what happened, I'm not getting another detention for you," Steve huffs as he holds a hand out in front of Eddie.
Eddie looks from the outstretched hand in front of him, to Steve's face. His stupid, earnest, beautiful face, and takes his hand, grunting as he rises back to his feet.
A door opens down the hall, near the admin office and both men freeze as a pair of heels begin to click and clack their way down the hall.
"Shit," Eddie hisses at the same time Steve barks out a frantic, "Go, go, go!"
They scramble to get away from the lockers and make a beeline for the side exit, a mixture of laughter and curses echoing after them.
Eddie doesn't stop running until he reaches the driver's side door of his van.
He pants out a wild laugh and shakes his head as Steve bends at the waist with his hands braced on his knees. When Steve rights himself, there's a flush of exertion and a bright smile that is only slightly marred by the black eye and split lip.
"You're a trip Harrington," Eddie breathes out before clutching his throat, "I think I swallowed my gum back there".
Steve laughs loud and bright and Eddie can't help but watch the way his head tips back, exposing the long column of his neck. He looks up again, his eyes seem to search Eddie's face briefly before he shakes his head with an expression Eddie's never seen before.
"Yeah well," Steve huffs, his good eye crinkles at the corner from his smile, "you're not what I thought you'd be like either Munson".
And Eddie just doesn't know what to do with that.
Instead, he clears his throat and kicks at a piece of gravel that careens across the empty student parking lot.
"Where's your noble steed?" Eddie asks, his head on swivel. Harrington's car was fairly iconic around here, no way it would have been missed among the sea of beat up Ford's and Gremlins.
Steve tilts his head and frowns slightly, "I left it at Tina's remember?"
And yeah, shit, that makes sense, he must have caught the bus that morning and completely missed it with detention.
"...do you need a ride?"
"Okay".
Part four up!
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originalaccountname · 7 months
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putting my hands on your shoulders looking directly into your eyes why are you so insistent that Dazai is faking every emotion every second of every day except when he's acting mean or evil why do you think his dark side is more true than his happier or sillier sides
do you not also have multiple facets you show different people? are we not all beautiful multifaceted individuals? are your actions and reactions not influenced by your emotions and state of mind?
can't he laugh at his own jokes? can't he fondly think of the Agency? can't he be dramatic because he wants to? can't he be surprised by something suddenly happening, even if he knew it would happen? do you not jump when the jack in the box gets out even if you were the one working the mechanism?
why would the mean persona be more real? why would any and all joy be faked? why are you only allowing him misery?
#sorry i saw one too many posts talking about dazai's ''masks'' and how he hides his true self from the ada#and what of it if he still has the potential to hurt others? what of it if he's good at hurting? every day he chooses not to lean into it#not too far at the very least.#isn't kyouk.a skilled at killing? did she not choose not to do it?#i'm not saying dazai's never acting (because it does happen) i'm saying too many people are too quick to brush off-#every non-serious non-mean emotion as ''playing an act''#why would the mean persona not be a fake?? you thought about that??? what biases are you holding here#he makes jokes. he acts silly. he's a drama queen. he loves it.#you know what IS tiring? having to look evil and untouchable and impassive in front of a whole organization every day as a teenager#as soon as he gets to lupin with od.a and ang.o he goes silly mode. heck- when he *met* ang.o it was because he went silly mode.#as soon as chuuy.a is in proximity he starts yelling children's insults and starts stupid competitions#his silly mode is just as integrated into his personality as the capacity to be the scariest most evil person you've seen#they are not mutually exclusive and having the capacity for either does not mean acting on them#as asagiri said in an interview: bsd isn't about change it's about adaptation. kyouk.a has the talent to kill. she just chooses not to.#dazai has the skills to be evil. he just chooses good.#that got long in the tags sorry#apparently i talk sometimes
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didderd · 11 months
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Someone was reading dark humor knock knock jokes in Fell's voice on stream, and this one put such a vivid image in my head, I had to stop in the middle of drawing an ask to draw it.
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dimplesflint · 23 days
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9-1-1 → 7x05 “You Don’t Know Me”
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gingerswagfreckles · 4 months
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Did you guys know that the KKK also hates Israel. Did you know that just because a group hates Israel does not mean that they are anti-Zionist Pro-Palestinian freedom fighters. Did you know that antisemitism is real. Did you guys know about this.
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oldshrewsburyian · 16 days
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@firesign23 replied to this post:
however prepared you think you are, it'll be worse. Brienne, bless her heart, is not much better. Truly a ship where they hit both 'they need to be together because nobody else understands them' and 'they need to be together so they aren't inflicted on anybody else' (complimentary)
So... if anyone else wants to terrify me in a non-spoilery fashion, feel free to drop by the ask box and gloat. Since I didn't actually live under a rock when Game of Thrones was airing, I know characters' names and vague outlines of some things that happen. I think. For example: the Red Wedding is definitely a thing that happens! What happens there? To the extent that I have an idea, that idea comes mostly from reading eleventh-century chronicles. I think.
Meanwhile, since my last report from the chronicles of Brienne of Tarth just trying to do her job (!) and live up to a code of knightly honor that the rest of this world is tragically uninterested in (!) and keep her hostage from dying on her, the full-time disaster that is her hostage has:
treated her like a human prosthesis (sexy, says the scholar who dabbles in disability studies)
exhibited trauma-induced separation anxiety (with approximately zero self-awareness)
fantasized... about... performing cunnilingus on her? (less than zero self-awareness)
gotten ransomed out from under her (her day keeps getting worse after this)
ridden 20 (?) miles in the dark (!) and vaulted into a bear pit in order to interpose himself bodily between her and fate (...)
said "I dreamed of you" when asked for any kind of remotely satisfactory explanation of the foregoing (sir, that is NOT an explanation)
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andoutofharm · 6 months
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what does “and more” mean . answer quickly
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hermitcrimes · 3 months
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xB's crimes of episode 2
Grand theft equine
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fear-ze-queer · 6 months
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i swear to fucking god every time i discover a new voice actor i find out they used to be in aphmau's content. the epitome of "wait, it's all aphmau?" "always has been"
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andrevasims · 4 months
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pastafossa · 9 months
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Me, to friend: don't you hate it when you have those days where your heart is just mad and it beats REALLY hard at random moments, even when you're just sitting there, like not FAST but really hard and it is VERY UNCOMFORTABLE for no reason? Friend: you know that's not normal right??? Me: you mean that doesn't happen to you? Friend: NO, IT DOES NOT. Me: ...please hold. *five minutes later* Me: so I talked to my mother and this might in fact be a highly hereditary genetic issue that both her and my grandma and my great grandma all had, who knew??? Anyway I need to see a doctor and I might need heart medication. Friend: YA THINK?
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oh-warizoro · 8 months
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Luffy -- the sun -- is the power source feeding the ancient iron warrior, isn't he?
The drums of liberation sound ドンドン is killing me yeah; and it is probably that sound -- that sounds coming off Luffy’s heartbeat -- that is reawakening the iron warrior.
Also worth mentioning that Luffy was "knocked down there"; probably close enough for his song to reawaken the warrior.
(masterpost)
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Bruce you make me so ill (Batman #416)
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