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pigeonneaux · 2 years

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i'm so productive right now

#journaliteuse #saw this in my recs #and like #yeah sure i'll watch this ellaborate ADmv for no reasons

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demi-pixellated · 5 months

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But I'm not so strong,

...And they're not gone

#Five Nighs at Freddy's #fnaf #fnaf 4 #fnaf crying child #fredbear #fnaf foxy #fnaf bonnie #fnaf chica #fnaf nightmare #fnaf freddy #plushtrap #MSPaint Draw #fanart #in a turn absolutely NO ONE saw coming: Five Nights at Freddy's #and it's not even bc of the movie #but bc ytube decided to put the Living Tombstone songs from 9yrs ago into my recs with absolutely zero prompting #and they're FIRE of course so now I'm in Deep #just the speed at which me n juls went 0 to 80 on it is entirely ridiculous #personally upsetting

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sculkshrieking · 3 months

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saw or mcyt you say… how about saw AND mcyt. put trafficgrian into a situation. reverse bear trap him or fuck em up in some other way do whatever you want forever have fun!!!!!

i loooove drawing AUs that a total of three people wanna see <3 this is how we finally get mcyt fans into Saw

#thank u so much for this rec i love being enabled like this <333 and when i make a fully fledged Saw AU for the life series. what then?#tw blood #tw implied violence #tw knife #grian #life series #hermitcraft #trafficsmp #mcyt #he would make a great jigsaw apprentice i know this. remember that one hc scene with him impulse and iskall?? terrifying #my art #requests #anon #askbox #i did actually already jokingly doodle sc/rian as hoffstr/hm once

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redactedcrowart · 6 months

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regret (maybe you shouldn't have fucking panini pressed your mancrush, dipshit)

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hella1975 · 4 months

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and JUST for a SECOND i could be ONE of the GREATS I AM caesar on a tv screen CHAMPION of my FATE NO ONE can tell me to stop ill have EVERYTHING I WANT anyone and everyone will like me then EVERYONE WILL LOVE ME

#WHEN I WAS A CHILD I NEVER FELT LIKE A CHILD I FELT LIKE AN EMPERORRRRRRRR WITH A CITY TO BURNNNNNNNNN #I GOT DOWN ON MY KNEESSSSSS BEGGED THE MEN IN THE TREESSSSS #TO GIVE ME AN ANSWERRRRRRR JE NE VEUX PAS PENSERRRRRRRRRR #and it's raining like it did in leningrad 🕺🕺🕺#hi im in cringe yuri love with the last dinner party. guess who saw them live that's right i did. and i was cringe yuri about it then too #the last dinner party #song rec #<- 'caesar on a tv screen' btw

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qprstobin · 9 months

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Stobin Different First Meeting AU where they go to prom together. This was meant to be an au post and turned into a mini fic oops (written completely within a tumblr post so sorry for the poor quality)

(edit: realized I should link the fic I was inspired by for those who don't follow me and so didn't see me reblog it earlier)

Steve doesn't necessarily want to go to prom, right? Like yeah, he'd been imagining it for a while, but now that he was very, very single it just didn't have the same shine that it used to. And he really wasn't ready to start dating yet. However, he didn't want to just, not go to prom, and also knew it would seem really weird (and pretty fucking sad) if he didn't go.

Which leaves him in a conundrum.

He thought for a while that maybe he would go with one of the junior cheerleaders. While he didn't have any close friends anymore, he was still friendly with plenty of people. There were girls that wouldn't be going to prom unless they had a senior boyfriend - some he had even gone on dates with in the past who wouldn't think a single prom date meant that he wanted a new girlfriend.

However, he is pretty sure most of those girls would have... other expectations for the night. And honestly? He isn't quite sure that he was ready to get back on that horse either.

... Not that he thought women were horses.

He's pretty sure men are normally the ones called horses in riding metaphors.

Anyway.

That left him stuck. He couldn't just not go to prom, but also didn't want to wind up trapped on an actual date with someone. So who could he ask?

His solution ended up coming from an odd place.

Robin Buckley was... quite honestly, kind of a weirdo.

She was cute, in an alternative sort of way. She never took any of his shit (he wasn't completely sure she even liked him) but also reluctantly laughed at the snarky shit he said under his breath during their Film History class. And not in the fake giggly way girls did when they were flirting, but didn't actually care about what he was saying, just the way he said it. She actually seemed to think he was funny. Even if that revelation seemed to piss her off.

The only reason he was even in Film History that semester - and therefore, knew who she was - was for the easy A. He got to watch movies in class, and watch movies for homework. He was willing to plow through a couple of shitty essays in exchange for a class that he didn't feel like a complete idiot in.

(Well, he was pretty sure Robin thought he was an idiot about movies, but just because he had trouble remembering the names and shit of characters, didn't mean he couldn't analyze the themes, fuck you very much, Buckley.)

They had gotten assigned a project together early on, and it hadn't been completely terrible. She had quickly taken over doing most of the writing portions, but hadn't thought all of his ideas were terrible. By the end of the project he thought they were even sort of having fun together.

He'd always been one to try his luck, take a little more than he was given. So, after that assignment was over, he started sitting next to her in class, not wanting that easy, if sharp, camaraderie to end. Robin rolled her eyes at him and asked him what he thought he was doing the first time he did it, but she never sent him away.

They ended up chatting more and more during down times, passing notes to each other and sharing sly comments under their breaths during the movies. Steve often had trouble paying attention at school, his mind easily wandering away, and it was almost as bad during most movies, but Robin helped keep him on track.

The class turned into one that was done for the easy grade, a last ditch effort to improve his already hopeless GPA, and became one he actually enjoyed.

The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of going to prom with Robin. It made the night seem a little less unbearable.

He thought about making a big deal out of asking her, because he knows that's what girls (and even Nancy) had enjoyed for past dances. He quickly scrapped that idea, however, because not only did he not want to put pressure on her like that, but also she seemed to hate public spectacles like that.

Or at least when aimed at her, they both enjoyed watching drama unfold in the halls a bit too much to say she hated it completely.

So Steve waits until the end of the day, their film class being their last, to pull her into an empty classroom. She follows him without question in a show of trust he didn't realize she had in him. The notion warms him, and for some reason makes it more difficult to get the question out.

"Why do I feel like you're about to try to sell me drugs or something?" Robin asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He squints at her in offense.

"Why is that your first assumption?!"

"I don't know! Why else are you pulling me out of the hallway all secretive like, making sure no one followed us, into an abandoned classroom," she asks, throwing her arms into the air.

"The classroom isn't abandoned, it's the end of the day! Also, who does drug deals on campus, that's just stupid?" He asks rhetorically, before waving one hand through the air, as if trying to erase the current thread of conversation. "That doesn't matter, you're distracting me."

"Well then, get on with it! Some of us have practice we need to get to."

"It's like talking to the kids," he mutters to himself, "Whatever. I wanted to ask - will you go to prom with me?"

That stops Robin up short. There's panic in her eyes now, though Steve isn't sure what exactly put it there. Was his reputation that bad that even band geeks are terrified of getting asked out by him?

"You want to go on a date? With me?" she asks slowly, disbelief coloring her voice, though it doesn't hide her unease.

"No, I want to go to prom with you," he scoffs, "Not go on a date with you."

"That is a date, dingus! The person you go to prom with is literally called your date!"

"Okay, sure, maybe, but I don't actually want to date you," he said, rolling his eyes at her.

Like, okay, he understood his reputation for being... what did she call him last week? A 'huge effing rake'? But that didn't mean that he was trying to date any girl that looked in his direction. A lot of girls looked in his direction. That was too many women, even for him.

Robin relaxes a little at that.

"Then why are you asking me to prom instead of someone you actually want to date?"

"Because!" he says, resisting the urge to flail his hands back at her. "I don't want to date anyone right now. Most people I ask are going to expect all these things from me - they're going to want dinner, and at the very least a kiss at the end of the night if not more, or another date the very next day. Because Steve Harrington is supposed to want those things!" He takes a deep breath and runs a hand through his hair to calm himself. "But right now? I really don't."

"Well then, what does Steve the Hair Harrington actually want?" She had relaxed fully at this point, a smile playing at the corner of her mouth.

"I want to go to prom with someone I consider a friend, someone who makes me laugh," he says after a moment of silence. "I want to dance badly to really corny pop music and drink just enough spiked punch that I don't remember how much I hate wearing any sort of tie. Then I want to go get milkshakes or go see a really trashy midnight horror flick, just because I'm having so much fun I don't want the night to end."

That small smile has grown into a reluctant grin on Robin's face. It makes her eyes shine and her freckles pop. Steve thought that if he was in a better place, if they had met at a different time, he could have fallen in love with her.

But they had met now instead, in some shitty public school elective course, and she was the closest thing he had to a friend that wasn't a snotty middle schooler.

"That sounds... like a lot of fun, actually," she says, mischief sparking on her face. "Who would've known the hidden depths hidden behind all that hair."

"Hey!" he protests half-heartedly, unable to keep a grin of his own off his face. "So what do you say? Wanna go to prom with me?"

"I guess," she sighs, acting like it was such a trial to go to prom with him. Him! But her next words make up for it. "Since we're friends, and all. However, I still expect you to buy me dinner, though you can keep the kiss goodnight to yourself."

Steve can't help the giddy laugh from spilling out of him. For the first time in weeks, he is actually looking forward to prom.

#stobin #platonic stobin #st fic rec #mini fic #steve #robin #my writing #writing tag #this was got out of hand #all of the stuff about prom is pulled loosely from my own experiences with prom #both from it being seniors only (juniors at my school had their own dance) to what people did after prom #(i went to two proms and one group went and saw a bad horror movie after prom and i went to a diner with the other group)#also this is barely editted so there is some weird tense switches in here im sorry!#this wasnt meant to be an actual fic i had just meant to throw out the idea of steve asking robin to his prom #and steves voice got away from me quick #this was inspired by the fic i reblogged earlier today about steve taking robin to her prom

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godlizzza · 5 months

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you guys know the drill by now. read Just a man (Just a little boy) by @cowboyism . they're great and amazing blahblahblah.

#that one paragraph about strahm getting extremely jealous at the thought of hoffman out with other men was enough to fuel my body for a year #fic rec #hoffstrahm #coffinshipping #peter strahm #mark hoffman #saw #doodles

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pink-linoleum · 8 months

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thousand mile ice plains

#wenren e #devil venerable also wants to know #dvawtk #digital #fanart #cnovel #art tag #drew the whole thing on procreate which was interesting #since i haven’t drawn on my phone in a loooong time #anyway i saw this title on a random rec list and it’s! very good!#p

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princington · 1 year

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the best of a small town is in your mouth by @fiddleabout

#wait i hadnt meant to post that right away #if u saw me post it no u didnt #ava silva #sister beatrice #warrior nun #fic rec #anyway the grip this ava had on me #author rec: fiddleabout #my art

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banana-pancake5 · 5 months

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I’ve been wanting to make this for so long and I finally did it!

Idk why but chapter 7 of Neon Void does things to my brain I LOVE IT

Neon Void belongs to @sugarpasteltmnt

#I feel like I get too excited about Neon Void #:/#it’s just so good #csudbcdskjbcdsij #neon void #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #my art #tmnt rise #riseofthetmnt #rise of tmnt #rise fanfic #rise of the turtles #M3B fic recs #I already new this song so when I saw it in the chapter my mind kinda exploded #<- in a good way #I feel like bad for @ing you so much sorry #;-;

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odeu-m · 3 months

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that one photo of paris hilton

#angel dust #hazbin hotel #read the wiki and saw the comparison listed teehee #i want to redesign him real bad tho #i hope he finds everything good in life (death?) and nothing bad ever happens to him again and also val dies amen #listening to lady gaga fame monster it's so him core furreal he's soooo replay too he's my poor little meow meow :(#need song recs 4 my him playlist actually #.ctf

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strawberryspence · 1 year

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The first snow of the season comes on a Saturday night, where Steve planned a movie night sleepover with the kids (plus Eddie and Robin) and on Sunday morning there’s enough snow to let them all play and roll around it. It’s the first snowfall Eddie experiences with Steve as his boyfriend.

Steve lets them play outside in the condition that they all wear hats and mittens. Eddie makes sure Steve still joins them, even though he’s the last one out of the door, having to make sure to put out a pot of water to heat later and enough hot chocolate to feed the gremlins later when they get tired of the cold. His boyfriend always seems to be worried for everyone but himself, always forgetting that he could also enjoy himself.

Eddie enjoys the time with the kids, Robin and his boyfriend. He’s always loved the snow. Winter in Indiana doesn’t get really high, but yesterday’s downfall gives them just enough to play with. They teach El how to make snowmans, Steve even brings out some scarf and carrots for it. They make snow angels and they have snowball fights.

It’s cold. But Eddie has never felt happier, never felt lighter. It’s like summer sunlight contained in each of the kids smile, in each burst of giggle, in each joyful scream. Robin’s buried in snow like she’s buried in the beach in the middle of summer, as Max laughs beside her. The kids are being kids, and he feels his heart growing twice its size at the prospect of them getting the chance to finally heal.

He turns around, spinning his head from left to right, when he can’t find the red beanie with the matching red scarf Steve was wearing. There’s a cold shiver that prickles across his skin, it’s the anxiety from Spring and Summer.

Eddie takes a deep breath, it’s okay, Steve’s okay. He’s just here somewhere, he walks to the far end of the big Harrington backyard, to find his boyfriend laying on the snow, spread out as he stares at the sky.

He can’t help the sigh of relief he releases.

“Steve?” Eddie calls out, Steve doesn’t respond, but he raises his hand.

“Baby, are you okay?” Eddie walks closer to him, until he’s close enough to kneel beside him.

When he’s close enough, he sees the tears streaming down Steve’s cheeks, his brown eyes glimmering in such a beautiful manner, Eddie wonders if Steve is the closest thing he can get to heaven on earth.

“Are you okay?” Steve doesn’t answer, making Eddie worry even more.

“Sweetheart, you have to tell me if something is wrong. Did Dustin hit your head too hard with that snow ball? I told him to slow down. Do you want me to call for help? Are you getting a migraine? Is it too bright for you?”

Steve turns his head at him, finally looking Eddie in the eye. From the distance, he can hear El laughing so freely it heals something in him, something he didn’t even know was broken in his heart.

“Steve?” Eddie whispers, as more tears fill his boyfriend’s eyes.

“I—“ Steve sniffles, “I am happy, Eddie.”

Eddie softens, “Oh, baby.” Steve sits up slowly, letting his head fall on Eddie’s chest, as Eddie wraps his arms around him.

“I think— I thought— I’d never be genuinely happy again.” Steve looks up at him, eyes filling with fresh new tears, “And I am actually happy right now, Eds. I don’t want it to go away.”

Eddie clutches his closer to him, leaving a kiss on top of his red beanie, “I can’t promise you that we’ll always be happy. But I can promise you that we'll be okay, and as long as we're all together, that'll be enough. You believe me, sweetheart?”

Steve hums against his chest, “Yes.”

In the background, they can hear the Mike starting to scream for hot chocolate, Robin’s starting to freeze under the snow as Will and Lucas try their best to dig her our of it, El is still trying to make balls of snow fly and trying to make a gigantic snowman, as Dustin and Max try to see if the pool was hard enough to skate on.

They’re all happy, a little cold, noses red from spending way too long in the snow. And maybe later, they’ll all end up with snots in their noses, bundled together in thick blankets as they watch a Christmas movie, hot chocolates in hands.

For today, that’s good enough, because they're finally happy.

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thevioletcaptain · 8 months

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if you as a fic reader ever become possessed by the urge to do a popularity bracket with the fics other people wrote and shared for fun and for free, consider:

don't ❤️

#just!!!! make a rec list!!!!!!!!!#popularity contests do nothing but drive writers out of fandoms by pitting people against their friends #and invariably result in people being assholes in the comments as if the people who wrote the fic can't see it #like ''oh clearly fic x is better than fic y''#or ''why is fic c even in this poll?''#nobody gains anything by you doing a bracket to see which fic is the ''most popular''#a stat which could be found more easily & less cruelly by simply hitting the sort by bookmarks/kudos button on ao3 #anyway ugh. i saw that one of my fics was being pitted against one of my friend's fics in this bracket that's going around #and i have no idea who is ''winning'' because i refuse to look. but either way it's gonna feel bad!!!#because i want my friend to get his flowers so i want him to win!!! but i also would like to know that people like my fic!!!!#so it's just a lose/lose situation even though i generally don't give a shit about numbers #but this turns it into a schoolyard popularity thing #and the emotional response to having people *vote* on if your work is *better or worse* than other fic is hard to ignore #cannot reiterate enough JUST MAKE A REC LIST #or if you absolutely must do a bracket like this do it in a private chat server or something #don't create a public forum for people to pass value judgements where the authors can see it #and feel bad if they get told their fic is ''worse'' than someone elses #but also feel bad if they get told theirs is ''better'' because it came at the cost of telling another author they weren't good enough #ANYWAY i still feel sick with a super sore throat and a headache & am probably extra cranky because of it #(still testing negative thankfully so it's probably just weather/allergen related)#gonna go make some tea and prep the fic updates i want to post today #cass says things #fandom problems #wank adjacent

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rogerdeakinsdp · 3 months

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it's important to watch shitty foreign movies, i'm so serious about this. when you only ever watch foreign movies if they make it to the oscars or if they're being talked about online, you have a distorted perception of what they're actually like. they're not prestigious, elitist, inaccessible, or hard to watch. they're just in a different language

#i'm not even talking about how every english language movie is technically foreign to me #there's nothing like watching a shitty german comedy or a mid asian action film to make me feel like we're all the same #i just got an ig reel in my feed with 20 international films recs and the comments were horrendous #some people were really saying putting 'the handmaiden' and 'i saw the devil' for korea instead of 'oldboy' was elitist and dkfnbdbskdbg #shut up about oldboy it's been 20 years watch more mvoies

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dont-offend-the-bees · 3 months

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God I fucking miss my days of Dirk Gently fandom

#unfortunately i have just never managed to rekindle the fixation to the same levels #so my various WIPs are kinda stuck for now #but fuck. Best fandom experience #I love you guys #Never in my life have I had so many comments and been recced so many times #and I will probably never again be as fond of a fic I wrote as I am of Strange Magic #I miss these vibes #any DGHDA friends who are also into Saw need to come hit me up and be friends in another fandom 💛#Maybe one day I'll write a stupid DGHDA Saw AU (or indeed a Saw DGHDA AU) for shits and giggles #mr. bees speaks #pardon me I'm awake earlier than intended and feeling nostalgic for that Community

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emma-is-swaggy-and-epic · 1 year

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Krisei is such a good ship when you don't got a bitch in your ear saying "OH BUT ACTUALLY KRIS HATES RALSEI AND RALSEI LOOKS KINDA LIKE ASRIEL SO THEREFORE IT'S INCEST AND YOU CAN'T SHIP THIS!!!!"

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