#i am not ok thanks for asking

[bananonbinary]

yall can really tell when im having an insomniac night huh

#its TOO HOT #so i will listen to 10 episodes of tma in a row #i am not ok thanks for asking

[swords-n-stars]

I just read a fic and this is my mental state at the moment

#I cried three times #I am not ok thanks for asking #star chatters

[stevebabey]

part one here. ze part two to touch-starved stevie that absolutely no one requested hehe <3 but i gots to let my boys have a wee kiss :")

So, hugs with Eddie become… well, a thing.

Not a thing. They’re not a thing, Steve and Eddie. It’s totally the same as when he gets hugs from Robin. Eddie’s doing him a favour as a friend. It’s got the 100% platonic energy of getting a hug from a friend — a hug that usually melts into some form of a cuddle, limbs all tangled together until they can’t tell whose are whose.

Except, Steve doesn’t really do that second part with Robin. Like he hasn’t done it ever with Robin.

So, it’s an Eddie thing.

But they’re not a thing. Not matter how much Steve would actually very much like for that happen. Okay, maybe Steve’s overthinking the whole thing a bit, but he just can’t tell.

Where’s the line? It’s infuriating not being able to discern between platonic and more, just because Steve wasn’t held enough as a fucking baby. Out of all the things he resents his parents for, Steve’s surprised that this is so near the top.

Because, sure, Steve’s had more than his fair share of hookups. He knows that sort of touch. He knows the shape of lust; the scrapes of fingernails down backs, the tight grips over skin, the push and pull of the heat of the moment.

And this thing with Eddie… is not that.

So, really, Steve knows that it’s all friendly. Eddie is just being nice. He’s being a decent dude and helping his friend out — by catapulting himself into Steve’s arms at every opportune moment.

(Steve’s only dropped 3 mugs of coffee because of this so far. It’s only because Eddie says good catch, big boy with a devilish grin every time that Steve manages to catch Eddie that Steve hasn’t completely told him to knock it off. Just yet, at least.)

And he’s different in other areas. He’ll always seem to choose the seat next to Steve on movie-nights now, content to snuggle right up to him. They get thigh to thigh, arm to arm — and Eddie only needs to get about 20 minutes in for him to do a big sigh, like an old dog, and slump over, resting his head on Steve’s shoulder.

Steve notices though. He always notices.

It’s impossible not to— the skin, even if there’s 3 layers between them, burns blazing warm. Eddie’s hair drapes over his arm, a curl inevitably tickling along Steve’s collar. He can feel the rise and fall of Eddie’s breathing, the little shake of when he laughs.

It drives Steve a little insane— insane in the way that makes him think about burying his fingers in those curls again, about pressing his lips against Eddie’s pretty mouth just to feel the smile against his skin, about digging into his chest so he can climb into his chest and live there.

Yeah, it’s— well, it’s safe to say that the effect of Eddie’s touchiness has sent what was once a fleeting thought of a crush into mind-melting levels of affection.

But he can’t fucking tell.

-

To Steve’s credit, neither can Eddie.

Which is not surprisingly considering sometimes he catches himself wondering how the hell he ended up here; in a close-knit friendship with band-geek Robin Buckley, princess Nancy Wheeler, and King Steve Harrington.

Okay, the Robin one sort of makes sense. He thinks that if no matter when their paths crossed, he and Robin would’ve always even some sort of strange friends - her snark complimenting his bitchiness. Also, the whole super queer thing helps too. Even the friendship with Nancy works, in its own weird way.

Steve though? He’s the fucking curve ball.

It works though, the two of them. Surprisingly well, actually — the two of them get on like a house on fire, bitchy quips back and forth. Even better, is the quiet that they can share. Steve loves to come around and do… nothing. Do nothing with Eddie, though.

So, even though Eddie had noticed the tension in Steve with touch, little moments where he turned rigid when Eddie’s usual wandering hands got too comfortable — Eddie chalked it up to the usual. Guys bring too uncomfortable with him, too weird about another guy being touchy. It didn’t matter than Eddie wasn’t even out to Steve yet, he was still might be that type of guy.

Well, Eddie had certainly thought so. Sure, Steve might not be one of those jocks who smacked around boys who looked too long in the locker room, but if he knew a smidge of the truth, who really knows. It would explain the tenseness at least.

But then— ‘Can I… have a hug?’ There had been a dozen things Eddie was thinking that Steve could’ve asked for but that? Wasn’t even in the ballpark. It was so left-field it left Eddie speechless for a whole moment. And Steve had been staring at the ceiling, his hands curled up tight again like- like he thought Eddie might say no.

A ridiculous thought, honestly. Anyone who knew Eddie well enough knew he was touchy; loved giving it, loved getting it. Like an overly affectionate cat, Wayne had once called him, just 11 years old, because Eddie’s need for affection seem to never be sated.

After that night, Steve’s lack of touch became far more obvious. It’s always hair ruffles or high-fives, yet never hugs. Normally, Eddie would keep to that boundary; some people are less touchy other than others, he knows that.

But… “Sometimes I realise it’s been awhile, since I’ve had some touch.” That’s what Steve had said, his words. Eddie doesn’t even think he meant to say something so heartbreaking. In fact, the guy seemed embarrassed.

It had thrown Eddie for a loop— because Steve gets around. He’s nearly notorious for one-night stands and failed flings, as Robin loves to drone on about considering she’s subjected to all the flirting. What had originally been a point of envy for Eddie, just saturates the bleakness of Steve’s words. Sex but without a moment of intimacy.

So, while Eddie is miles away from being the person who gets into Steve’s pants — not for lack of want, mind you — he does try hike up the touchiness. Little things. Lingering when he taps him on the arm, hooking his chin over Steve’s shoulder to peer over it, leaning up against him when they’re side by side watching a film.

It’s good. It helps Eddie release the pressure of his stupid monumental god-awful crush he has. Yeah, yeah, it’s laughable, even to Eddie. It’s like Gay 101; don’t get crush on straight dudes, especially the ones you’re friends with. And yet…

Steve lets him. He lets Eddie give him touch, more than he lets anyone else. He still tenses; there’s still always a moment before he can remember to relax, like he’s trying to shake off bad thoughts but then he melts. He always melts into Eddie’s touch eventually — in a way Eddie knows Steve actually loves it, drinks it up as much as he can.

And maybe, Eddie is the biggest fool to grace the Earth to let that fact give him some hope. Sue his gooey heart, he’s a romantic. It’s a quiet hope but, it’s there.

Tonight, it seems relaxing for Steve is been harder than usual— several times has Eddie traced a quite long along Steve’s arms, a subtle point that they were far too tense for someone who was wrapped up in cuddles on the couch. ‘Cos that’s 100% what they are now. Eddie will still call them hugs, but usually, when it’s just the two of them, it becomes this.

Steve, tucked up into the corner of the couch, one leg flush along the back of the couch and one hanging off the edge. It’s the prime position for Eddie to crawl up, wind his arms around Steve’s middle and give him a good squeeze and then settle there. Head on Steve’s chest, lying in the cradle of his hips. Safe. Warm.

It makes him warm, oh very warm to know that he gets this. That Steve doesn’t give this amount of trust to many, if any, other people but Eddie — he trusts Eddie.

“Y’know,” Eddie says, cheeks smushed against the plain of Steve’s pec. It feels deliciously warm and Eddie’s fairly sure he can feel how toned it is just through his cheek. Hot bastard. “I’m actually real glad you asked for that hug all those weeks ago.”

He leaves it there ‘cos he knows Steve will ask. Eddie’s eyes stay on the buzzing tv-screen even as Steve’s head shifts, turning to peer down at the boy slumped on his chest. Eddie’s pretty sure he can see Steve’s mouth twitch up into a smile.

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah,” Eddie affirms, giving a nod and his eyes flick up to meet Steve’s for just a moment. “Think I’ve had some of the best hugs in the world.”

Okay, that was maybe more honest and sappy than Eddie was going for. He is just letting Steve know he isn’t just doing it for Steve — that he enjoys these moments just as much. He lays it on thick, tries for a smarmy angle.

“Swept up in these pillowy arms?” He croons, giving Steve’s bicep a quick squeeze, making the other chuckle softly. “Who wouldn’t think so? I’m a lucky guy.”

Despite the joking tone, there’s no quick comeback from Steve. That’s alright. Eddie’s quite happy if this is one of the times Steve just takes the compliment; let’s the word sink in and hopefully, believes them, even if it’s just a little bit. He watches the film and doesn’t read into the silence.

Not even when Steve says, “Eddie?” all soft. Nearly shy sounding. It doesn’t quite register to Eddie’s ears.

“Mm?”

“Eddie.” Steve says again, a little firmer and that catches Eddie’s attention. He turns his head and rests his chin on Steve’s chest, his brows drawn together in silent question.

But the moment he makes eye contact, Steve’s doing that scrunched up face again. Is studying the ceiling instead of facing Eddie. And just like all those weeks ago, his hands clench up tight. Twists up the fabric of Eddie’s sweater in between his fingers and uses it to ground himself.

Last time, he asked for a hug. Considering he’s currently just about squishing Steve beneath his body weight, Eddie can’t fathom what he might be worked up to ask for. Unless he was going to ask for something more than a hug— which, well, just wasn’t going to happen, even if Eddie really wanted it to.

“Can I-” Steve starts. He sucks in a breath, almost like he’s gathering courage. But he’s not, because he’s not about to ask for what Eddie hopes for, he’s not, he’s—

Unless…?

“Can I… have a kiss?” Steve asks, barely audible. The sentence is murmured, soft words that hit Eddie like a gentle kiss in itself — imprinting right onto his heart. Steve Harrington wants a kiss — from him!

“Oh.” Eddie says, in a breathy delightful way. He’s fairly certain the little monkey in his brain is clapping its cymbals at double-speed as the words process; or maybe it’s his heart, which feels like it’s leapt up his throat.

“Oh?” Steve echoes, a smile already playing at the edges of his mouth, because he can see Eddie’s want. Because he knows him.

“Yes.” Eddie says suddenly, with a frantic nod, pushing up closer so their faces are aligned. “Yes, absolutely, you can.” He affirms.

Steve huffs a quiet laugh at the eagerness and then his arm that had been slung around Eddie shifts. It moves up til his hand caresses along the line of Eddie’s jaw, tilting him just how he likes.

Eddie holds his breath. Counts the freckles he can see this close. Tries to feel Steve’s heartbeat through where they’re pressed so closely together; can Steve feel his? Thundering and hurried, beating so hard Eddie thinks he might bruise the inside of his ribs.

Then Steve kisses him. And shit, Steve’s lip are better by ten-fold than every daydream Eddie’s ever had about them. They’re warm and so soft — plush and pressing against his own and Eddie is freezing. Fuck, wait, how does this go again? Right, Eddie’s never… well, kissed anybody before.

Steve pulls back and Eddie screws his eyes up — not ready in the slightest for the disappointment of his own shoddy kissing skills. Fuck, did he really just freeze? Steve — Steve Harrington — asks for a kiss and Eddie decides to stab himself in the back by not figuring out how to fuck to kiss back.

“You call that a kiss?” Steve teases and Eddie’s well aware of the parallel — of the irony of Steve repeating his own words back at him. But he can’t make himself laugh even though it’s funny. Instead, a little groan wiggles out his throat.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie says, earnest. He forces his eyes opens — he needs to see what’s Steve’s thinking. Where he’s expecting disappointment or perhaps regret, is only patience. Maybe a touch of concern. Eddie continues, despite the humiliation that makes his throat sticky.

“I haven’t- I don’t do this often.” He coughs awkwardly clearing his throat and hoping it hides the next word. “Ever.”

There’s a jump in Steve’s eyebrows, a moment of surprise in his eyes that lets him know he did, indeed, hear that final word. It makes Eddie feel… well, it’s nice that Steve had expected him to have been kissed by now. Even if he hasn’t. He tries to take it as a compliment.

“That’s okay,” Steve assures. Absentmindedly, his thumb rubs soothing along Eddie’s jaw. It makes Eddie shiver, some outrageous amount of joy clawing into every nerve. Steve likes Eddie. He wants to kiss Eddie.

“Do you want to try again?”

Eddie nods before the questions even out of his mouth. Steve smiles, all sunshine. This time when he draws Eddie in, he notices the way Eddie holds his breath — the rigidness in his body.

Steve kisses him again, another short and soft one and then whispers against his lips, “Relax.”

‘Cos isn’t tonight just full of the parallels, Eddie thinks. He listens, tries to focus on how sweet Steve’s kiss is than his panicky heart, forcing out a breath between the kisses. His hands along Steve’s sides find a grip, grounding and good, and by the fourth kiss, he begins to feel a bit melty.

It’s good. It’s really good. Kissing Steve is top 5– nay, the top moment of his life so far. Somehow, it’s made all that much better knowing the build-up behind it. Knowing that Steve knows he isn’t just kissing him for a heat of the moment — that Eddie wants kisses here, kisses before bed, in the morning, on dates. Eddie wants Steve.

And with the way he kisses, Eddie’s pretty sure Steve wants him just as bad.

It doesn’t take long for Steve to reach what Eddie decides is an ultra pretty fuckin’ state; lips swollen from kisses, cheeks flushed, hair a little mussed up. He bets he looks no better. The thought makes him grin, enough they have to break the kiss ‘cos Eddie can’t stop his stupid happy grin ‘cos shit— he actually gets to have this Steve.

“What?” Steve asks, somehow half heart-eyed and half suspicious at the mischief in Eddie’s eyes.

“Can I... have a hickie?”

now with a part three !

#at this point call this the 'can i' series #sweet boys asking each other for things they most certainly would be given <3 #but don't think they will <3 #tried to flip it and make it so even tho eddie is used to touch. the romantic touch? he's got none! that's where he's touch-starved #ALSO EVERYONE'S TAGS WERE SO NICE ON THE LAST ONE #trust i am. not feelin so bad nowadays (me saying this like 4 days later lmao) #but <3 thank u all #gay ppl in my phone.... you know what to do #ruby writes steddie #steve x eddie #steddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #touch-starved steve harrington #not rlly anymore hehe #does anyone notice that it ends with yet another 'can i?" question? HEHE #yet again stib gets kisses where ruby doesn't but alas <3 dis is way fluffier this time #nearly went the angst route! and went hmmmm naur #ok ok i'll be quiet now

[brookheimer]

people acting like twitter's new post count is gonna cause a mass exodus to tumblr.... this website's demographic has not changed in 865578 years and it sure as hell won't now. this is the site for people who were weird and unhappy in middle school. everyone on here has either been around since they were weird unhappy 13-year-olds or joined when they were weird unhappy 13-year-olds, left because they thought they were normal for a while, then came crawling back again when they realized deep down they were still weird unhappy 13-year-olds. what does this site possibly have to offer you if you grew up happy well-adjusted and unaware of homestuck

#like have you seen that poll of when people joined tumblr and it's ALLLL early/mid 2010s if not earlier?? #twitter's fuckups have brought some people over but like. not as many as yall think #and thank god for that. i am very happy in my small corner of this website where i am surrounded by people with good taste and good takes #LOL #i'm the second category btw. weird unhappy 13yo --> No Im Normal --> oh ok no i'm not but shhh keep it on the dl (tumblr) this time #instead of running around asking everyone if they've heard of this thing called homestuck and giggling whenever anyone said bucket #...dark times. #but no like it's so funny to me that people think normal people will actually use tumblr. the stigma around it ALONE will drive em away #which like. fair honestly lolll #100 #this time on posts i didn’t expect to get notes #lollll #500 #1000

[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

So I finished season three of Stranger Things

#cori blogs #how am i supposed to not only go to worm #work* #but start seld insert august tomorrow #i am not ok thanks for asking

[darqx]

Honestly I'm rather out of the loop on this (since judging by the asks it happened like a week ago) and not sure why you'd ask for my opinion on it but ok. As I'm not particularly a fan of drama and also not really keen on playing a giant game of Telephone, my first (and probably final) outlook on this is literally like

art by bamsara.tumblr.com

Oh wait a final note - if I know anything about online drama culture though, it's that if there IS drama then some people are going to use it as an excuse to be assholes to other people. If you are engaging in such behaviour I would suggest that you think about whether you would want such actions to be done against you, and if not, don't do it to other people.

#what do i even tag this as #😕 #please note i am not actually asking for gossip or deets #if anything i might ask gato what the hells up and then go from there ig #otherwise i will be minding my own business #as for the other asks about whether i was ok which im assuming must be related somehow #i'm fine but thanks for asking thats very nice of you to check in

[cat-of-starlight]

I say this in the most lighthearted way possible, but it HAS been bugging me so take the memeee-

NOTE: Free for personal use, please do not repost my edits without crediting me

#Please #-They- aren't a blank space for the player-- #They already go through enough- lets just break the habit early #I am ASKING #ok thank u for your time have a nice day #I don't like to call people out typically but this has been bugging me so I had to do it #limbus company #lcb #limbus company dante #dante lcb #lcb dante #my edit

[dailykeiji]

gril cheese anon here. i was copy pasting the message into other daily ask boxes so it’s they/them to apply to whatever character

sorry if I’m over explaining. they/them keiji ftw though

today’s keiji is: they/them keiji shinogi eating their grilled cheese

#thank u for the clarification gril cheese anon :) #your turn to die #yttd #keiji shinogi #his mouth looks so strange but i am too lazy to fix it. oh well…….. at least the rest of the drawing looks ok i think #my art #ask tag #daily keiji

[buwheal]

*its an old Ecard featuring Garfield. There is a picture of Garfield commenting about his annoyance that its only midweek and the bottom text says "hang in there"*

#Ok. Fine. He gets to suffer then. And you get to see!! Congrats!! #[you've got mail!] #spamton #spamton g spamton #deltarune #deltarune spamton #deltarune chapter 2 #thank you anon for being patient! this is what i mean when i say if it isnt answered; i could be saving it. This is from jan 7 i believe. #This one is cute though. And creative. Many points for you filler ask anon. #Sorry hes suffering as your answer though LOLL #wasnt sure what i wanted the dialogue to be and then i had a lightbulb moment and remembered #I DONT HAVE TO HAVE DIALOGUE!!!! Thats what descriptions are for!! #man i am smart. /j #Btw ily (/p) if you know what the one sided static means.. youve been paying attentino thgatst so cool.. (sniffle)

[bonefall]

while i do agree with the sentiment that bloodclan should be more nuanced as an entity i still believe it is wrong to portray them as the necessary "response" to clan injustice (haven't read the books in years but i am pretty sure that bloodclan started with no connection to the clans) / an opposition to the clan's flaws. some of the thing scourge did was out of selfishness and bloodclan isn't the other colour of the black and white debacle with the clans. the clans are heavily flawed yes, but it isn't realistic to completely say that their structure had no redeeming qualities altogether and that all outsider groups is fundamentally better than the clans.

all clans and groups are flawed in their own way and i believe we shouldnt brush past the things that other groups (the sisters and what they do with their toms *cough cough*) did solely to be able to degrade the clans and their culture.

Buddy, you're setting up a strawman. I promise you that if you look into the reduxes I've made of BloodClan, Guardians, The Sisters, and the Tribe, you will see that I don't make any of them a "flawless" alternative to Clan life.

Nor do I say that the Clans have no redeeming qualities. In fact, you can browse the "Clan Culture" tag to see the various expansions I've made to show how these traditions, values, and technological advances make Clan life so alluring.

The overarching theme of BB is that the nature of culture is change. For better AND for worse.

With respect, I think there's something insidious in the wording of "the things the other groups did." We're talking about fan responses to a work that consistently demonizes and degrades foreigners to make the Clans look like the "best way to live," justifying xenophobia. These are not real groups, they are writing choices.

In the franchise with some pretty extreme examples of misogyny, the authors said "What if bizarro world where women rule and have no men... woag..." and only includes a single Clan-alligned member of this culture, with a BAD opinion of them, who can't even do his diplomatic job because he HATES them so much.

In the same franchise that shows Fireheart getting bullied, facing prejudice, and fighting a murderous tyrant who publically executes a mixed-race character, their endgame villain is an outsider, like him, but this one IS a godless heathen who HATES love and friendship and banned families.

In the VERY same franchise which made its first non-malicious group barely able to get through an arc without needing to be saved by Clan cats, totally unable to defend themselves, framed as "whiny" for not wanting their clearly 'inferior' culture to be forcefully changed.

And I'm re-stating all this because, again, no offense to you in particular Anon, but I've been seeing a few people with a sentiment like yours lately. Complaints into a vacuum that don't make targeted critique of anyone's fanworks, gesturing at this broad "woobification" which is apparently out there somewhere over the rainbow, saying things like "well Scourge is selfish" or "well Moonlight abandoned her 13 year old" as if we haven't BEEN knew.

As if we're not all directly responding to these choices. As if I haven't written ESSAYS on this topic.

Since this was about BloodClan in particular though, and you admit you haven't read the books in years, please go back and actually read Rise of Scourge before trying to make critique of the ways fanon rewrites its origin. It's EXPLICITLY a response to the Clans, in the text, that the Erins wrote, it is canon that fanon is working with.

And you want people to take that out and approach it a different way... why? Because it's so incredulous to you that a nation forms in response to a threatening neighbor? That a common enemy through invasions is a way that people might choose to unite, and encourage their new culture to value brutality? Because you don't like the idea of Clan Culture's XENOPHOBIC BATTLE CULTURE affecting surrounding communities??

Could YOU, maybe, be doing this "woobification" thing I keep hearing about? Can I play this stupid game too? What's our stupid prize? Can it be a lollipop? Do we get stickers

TL;DR, ok.

#bone babble #Warrior cats analysis #Warrior cats fanon #Bloodclan #''Ok yes scourge is practically cold war era xenophobic stereotypes and i understand that is a part of canon you dont like.'' #''But have you considered. Hes mean'' #Yes. Yes i have considered it. #If I get another take like this in my inbox im gojng to fucjing add a scene where he kisses babies and looks at the screen and says #'Mmm wowow thank u for the babygirl juice fire star :)' #JUST to annoy them #People gonna be funny to me? Im about to be Hilarious. #Also ANON just to be clear im annoyed because like. Ive been seeing this around. #Sadly today you are the Genocide Frisk to my Angry Sans u.u #I am taking ur ask and turning it blue and smashing it against walls #Man it would be cool to have bone themed powers... i am a bone guy... #But anon you're fine. Just like. Think about what I said ok?

[foxaoxarts]

IT'S BEEN 84 YEARS- *EXPLODES*

#RWBY #RWBY V9 #Ruby Rose #Weiss Schnee #Blake Belladonna #Yang Xiao Long #Foxarts #*Technically* I didn't draw her but-- #I do think I'm funny thanks for asking. #GUYS IT'S BEEN SO LONGG 😭 #I got sucked into Wenclair but I can already feel the alphabet worms coming back. #10 MORE HOURS I THINK?? #I AM SO EXCITED #ALSO THE SNIPPET THAT CASEY POSTED OF THE INTRO??? #IT SOUNDS FUNKY AND I LOVE IT. #TRY TO WATCH LEAGALLY IF ABLE TO #OK THANKS #BYE FRIENDS HAVE A GOOD TIME

[cadaverkeys]

HOLY SHIT. THANK U SO MUCH TO THE ANONYMOUS PERSON WHO PUT MY TOP SURGERY FUND OVER THE 5K MARK. OMG OMG OMG. YOURE AN ANGEL GAH

#rambles #if u were da person plz feel free to get in touch and ill see if i can draw something for u in return?? #i know its not much but id like to show my thanks somehowwwww #OK OK im not going to un-anon this person BUT I REALISE that this is also the person who donated 1K all at once LIKE. TWO YEARS AGO. #thank youuuuuuu youre literally carrying me rn #and im pretty sure at that time all you asked for was to be prioritised if i ever opened up comms again #either way PLZZZ contact me so i can do something for u plzz because like #NOT TO SAY IM OFFICIALLY OPENING COMMS AGAIN but i have been taking one or two on the side #so i am figuring it out

[k4pp4-8]

Least favorite ok ko character??

At first I was gonna say none BUT I actually do have two least favorite characters and it's these two assholes

Not only I dislike their designs I also HATE their personalities even more. I don't like being so negative but they have literally ZERO redeeming quality. They're just annoying judgy asshats. Plus they were absolutely awful friends to Rad for years!!! They made him become super insecure bc they kept insulting and belitting everything he liked, they're the reason why he started acting like a narcissistic jerk with Enid and then KO

In conclusion they're lame, stupid, and crappy people and I can't stand seeing them on screen

#am i projecting onto rad MAYBE #thank you for asking this anon bc i needed to unload all my hate and loathing #ugly asses i wont even bother learning their names #i swear i cannot stand them anytime they appear i just wanna skip all their scenes #BOOOOO TOMATO TOMATO TOMATO #like at least when other characters are being jerks they're also fun or interesting #but not these two they're just two insufferable frat boys #which is worse than being a criminal #at least boxman's crimes are funny as fuck :// #sorry these two piss me off so much #asks & answers #ok ko let's be heroes #ok k.o.! let's be heroes

[stealingpotatoes]

I swear, Cal and Merrin are one of the few sane enough couples in Star Wars

AND I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#YADA YADA DONT READ THE TAGS IF YOU DONT WANT SURVIVOR SPOILERS BLA BLA DONTREAD!! BLA BLA BLA ITS ON U IF U READ OK!!! #I AM soooooooo normal abt them #(< girl who finally got to the merrical kiss scene today) #like sure i knew they did kiss. okay. thats the one single spoiler i had/have for survivor going in. but IT HAPPENED in FRONT OF MY EYES #and I LOVE THEM #thanks for the ask! #THE WAY CAL JUST STARES AT HER FOR A FEW SECONDS AFTER!!!! UNTIL BD TAPS HIM CAUSE THEY GOT SHIT 2 DOO #OBSESSED I HOPE THERES MORE MERRICAL TO COME #INSTANT GAME OF THE YEAR IF SO #thinking abt it it's really funny how i've made so much merrical art and yet have only JUST played the game they canon in LOL #...i hope

[olliesneweyes]

Images stolen from my friend from @vocatoneofficial 's twitter and uh. I am insane hello?????

There is. So much here

#vocaloid oliver #Vocatone Audine #Vocatone Aurum #Vocatone Oliver #Maghni Ai #ok rambling start #OLIVER CONSISTENTLY HAVING DIFFERENT HAIR GRADIENTS IS SO CUTE #he should get to change colours like a cuttlefish. as a treat #audines legs being colour coordinated with all her outfits... #aurum having an uneven shirt in their Spanish design (i am choosing to believe they're matching how Oliver does his shirt in his old outfit #Audine JP's BRAID SCARF?? THAT MATCHES HER ACTUAL HAIR #the flavour text mentioning how Oliver likes the geta sandals in his jp.... #actually the flavour text for all of them #aurum jp having notches in the hat lmao #OLIVER'S SNEAKY COAT.......... #also he has the charm thing that the OLIVER CHINA Oliver has.... they match!! #also at the bottom ot asks for a favourite Oliver design and I'm torn between the fancy shirt of french and the big cape.... i love them al #also also also forgot to mention but. olifr........ #thank you crossyloid and maghni ai team #i also love how to my knowledge this is actual fashion from the regions!!!! and not just like. the stereotypical outfits people think of #it's really neat

[solmesia]

Sorry that you're in pain, I hope you get relief soon!! Sending good vibes your way! Have some feel-good head canons (stuff I want to write 918273 fics about):

- Dammon, Karlach, and Wyll are a power throuple.

- Astarion is the group's hair stylist. He keeps everyone looking fresh because he refuses to look at their split ends.

- Halsin's menagerie of orphans includes Yenna and some of the tiefling kids (like Mirkon, too pure for Mol's hijinks), and he affectionately refers to them as his little ducklings.

- Astarion and Tav adopt His Majesty.

- The gang gets together for a fancy party. Like maybe Duke Ravengard holds a ball for Wyll's birthday or something and it turns into a DA: Inquisition, Winter Palace-style political plot/murder mystery thing so the gang's gotta get to the bottom of it, just like old times... except in masquerade.

#asks #anon #stuff i say #ok but im not over the karlach/dammon/wyll power throuple i think thats the best thing in the whole fucking universe #HALSIN AND CHILDREN #daddy halsin #i would put that bald cat directly in my pocket too omg #i am overjoyed #thank you so much #bg3 headcanons