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styllwaters · 6 months
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BOO 👻 STYLL JUMPSCARE
Back from hiatus 👍
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jitters-box · 28 days
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"I followed you for this" "I followed you for that"
calm down the hyperfixation will come back eventually
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sunflowersand-bees · 1 year
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Ok so we all know about IT/ST crossovers where Richie flirts with Will to make Mike jealous. They're classic, we love them.
But consider Eddie flirting with Will, and Will flirting with Eddie to make both Richie and Mike jealous. (Obviously there's been some age fuckery here, we're changing Eddie/Richie to be like the same age as Will/Mike.)
And if I might go further, Eddie and Will are talking, somehow it comes out (ha) that they're both gay and in love with Richie/Mike and Will says, "I'm pretty sure Richie likes you back," and Eddie fires back with, "And Mike likes you back too."
They don't completely believe each other, but at this point in time they're suspicious enough to try it out, and so they decide to see if Richie and Mike really like them, by making them jealous.
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insanislupus-moved · 4 months
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IM HEEREEEEEEEEEE.
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lillikoifish · 6 months
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Im finally home from awa… you know what that means right? Yep. Time for more ATLA REWATCH!!!!!’
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stitch1830 · 4 months
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Happy New Year💜💜
Happy New Year Purple!!! Hope you're doing well :)
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kamthefriend · 2 years
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Ahaha art go burr
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lissome · 3 months
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i bet you always consult your heart.
her — what?
audrey doesn't consider herself that way. she feels, certainly, but the moral compass she draws upon is not one which she considers her own. the heart which beats in her chest is inherited, isn't it? who could trust an organ through which benjamin horne's blood flows?
she draws from others — from very special agents, or people like... donna hayward, in all her naive good-naturedness. people like laura palmer, who are good at their cores, but thrust into awful situations. girls from novels, and films, and day time television.
"not really," she says, rather flippantly. "only as much as you."
pot, kettle.
if i'm good, so are you. if you're bad, so am i.
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electrozeistyking · 3 months
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...I'd love to see something from another fandom you enjoy, perhaps? :D
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Marcy Wu drone.
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fangirl-lilith · 2 years
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Asura
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ceilingfan5 · 3 months
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If you're still looking for an object + emotion prompt, "holographic vampire sticker" + "I am looking Respectfully???" for Taakitz pls?
“Hey, sick stickers,” the barista that Kravitz has been dreaming about like some kind of avenging angel whispers, cleaning tables conspicuously close to Kravitz’s set up in the cafe. 
He can’t help it. He jumps, embarrassing himself properly when he bumps his coffee and it slorshes unto the table. He scrambles to save his piles and suffocating piles of papers, and barista-angel, Taako, if his nametag can be trusted, which is doubtful, comes to the rescue. 
“Man,” he laughs. “Why didn’t you have the lid on?”
Kravitz sweats. 
“Is that why you have whipped cream on your nose?”
Kravitz imagines leaving the country. 
“Um,” he manages. “Hello.” It isn’t as suave as he hoped. Like if suave got ran over, frozen,  put in a blender, and transmitted via am radio in that order. You can hear the texture, and it’s really…something. “What?”
‘Taako’, probably, laughs, a goofy, musical sort of thing that makes Kravitz’s guts squeeze like some sort of non-FDA approved “medical” “equipment”. 
“You good, dude? You want to start over?”
“Yes!” Kravitz wants to disappear completely, but this angel is not, apparently, an angel of mercy. “Hi. Hello. Thank you for liking- I’m- they’re good stickers, yeah.”
“I like the vampire one.” He leans over and his floppy frilly shirt with the crazy sleeves for baristaing falls open over his apron, and Kravitz can see all the way to his navel. He can’t look away. He’s looking respectfully, please, please, please, he promises. 
“The, uh, the, holographic- I’m sorry, I promise I can sound like an adult man in control of himself, can I-” Kravitz takes a breath. “Yeah, they’re good, do you like vampires?”
“Hell yeah.” Taako grins, and shoots up (noooo, don’t go, Kravitz was catching a glint of a happy trail on his tummy and having Church Sanctioned Thoughts For Sure.) He throws an arm out and pretends to hide behind a cape. “Bleehhhh, I vant to suck your dick!”
Two paths diverge in front of Kravitz. There’s a breezy, sun-dappled path called Oh yeah? The feeling is mutual, stud, what time do you get off? Because if you want to get off, I’m your guy. 
The other is a steep downhill bear infested boulder plinko, called flipping his coat out like a cape, adopting the thickest dracula he can, and making a horrid face, firing right back at his blessed saint Taako, if that is his real name, “You thought I vas arousink you for horny reasons, but now all your blood is in your dick! I’ve got you now, ah- ah- ah- ah!”
Guess which path Kravitz careened down like his life depended on it. Guess. Guess.
But Taako doubles over laughing, knocking Kravitz’s nearest stack of books down. Oh no. 
“Ah- I’ve-” but Taako’s already grabbing Kravitz’s erotica research off the floor, and his eyebrows go Way Up. 
“Lookin’ up new methods?” he teases. 
“Writing original fictions,” Kravitz says, dying a thousand days. Maybe two thousand. And a half. 
“Fuck yeah, that sounds rad. Not vampire erotica, is it?” Taako looks interested. Taako looks interested??
“Not this one, but my last one, yes? Yeah? Do you- are you. Interested in vampire erotica? I have a copy in my bag, I could even sign it for you-”
“Mmmmm,” Taako grins. He grabs Kravitz’s pen and scrawls a phone number right on top of his notes. He crosses his sevens. That’s so hot of him. “I’m illiterate. How about you dramatize it for me.”
“I can do that,” Kravitz manages, swallowing thickly. “I can do that. I, hey, you’ll be an expert in the plot when you walk away.” 
“Sweet,” Taako winks, turning and heading back to work. “I’m really into plot.”
Kravitz sits there, stunned. He wonders if Taako’s serious, or if he’s just been fucked with. He wonders if he asks real nice, he can go ask for more whipped cream, cause his is gone, gone, gone like a freight train, or maybe a goofy sugar-crafted train like you’d ride to Candyland. Is there good infrastructure in Candyland? What’s their taxation like? Surely not great, right? It is a monarchy-
And then Taako jump-turns, stanced, and lifts his apron for one more “BLEHHHHHHHH!”
And Kravitz knows he’s got a chance. 
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demonslayedher · 1 year
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Mugen Stomachache: Brought to you by my having had too much miso in my soup the other day.
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tinadablackthorn · 26 days
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GUYS GUESS WHOS BACK
hi its me 😭
um @queenie-blackthorn came back a while ago but i was still sorta hesitant cause of our parents 💀
so yeah hi, your chaos queen is back and has a whole lot of cursed pinterest memes i have to unravel the next time i see a "if this post gets __ notes..."
@someonewhogotanaccount you better be happy im back because now we get to confuse random accounts here with your "killercat" or ";) IS MY DAUGHTER!!!"
uh really idk what else to say honestly. Just, whos the new moots in our group i need to follow?
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souptomatobasil · 4 months
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🌄
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happy monday and welcome back to me being a rambling mess on the dash B))) spring break is here so it’s time to bug y’all and finally remake this blog!
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ohyoufool · 10 months
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happy speak now (taylor's version) release. I'm willing to die on the hill that bitty rocked out to this song AT LEAST ONCE when baking alone in jack's apartment during his junior year with a very pointed performance into a baking spoon to an imaginary kent.
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