#they r besties sorry

[lesbiannancytruther]

i am a nancy and eddie being besties truther!! i think they’re so violently polar opposite that there’s just no way they wouldn’t be like besties. also i want nancy to have a best friend so bad😭 like she deserves that!

adding hcs cause im a bit insane:

-robin and steve being baffled by the fact that they hang out despite also being opposites besties

-i just think nancy braiding eddie’s hair is real?? like they’re talking shit while nancy does his hair and its a bonding moment

-and yes they talk so much shit. nancy has insider dirt on the “popular crowd” from her brief time there and eddie just Hates Them and makes fun of them constantly

-both of them having to rethink their assumptions the more they get to know each other. eddie isn’t as uncaring and harsh as nancy thought, and nancy isn’t as stuck up and put together as eddie thought

-i think eddie just thinking nancy is cool should be real, like she tells him about the time she slammed her boss’ head in with a fire extinguisher and eddie is like 😧🍿

-nancy learning more (KEY WORD MORE bc i know for a FACT that the nancy that dressed up for a campaign knows at the very least the basics) about dnd from eddie and she creates a character for funsies

-that one audio thats like “just say when. okay wait serious- seriously? seriously? okay, this is impossible, im starting over” but its nancy just like 😏 and eddie like 😧

-they both gush abt their partners so bad they’re twirling their hair kicking their feet giggling in tandem about how in love they are

-one time nance and eddie were in family video after close, sitting on the counter and sippin sodas while robin and steve hauled heavy boxes around just enjoying the show. they’re both like “so are u guys gonna help or” and they’re both like “no❤️‍🔥” while watching them do heavywork all lovesick

-eddie starts bar fights and nancy finishes them

-idk why i envision them going to concerts together? robin doesn’t like the sensory environment and steve just can’t really get behind eddie’s favorite music but nancy actually likes it when she gives it an honest try and they absolutely carve through the pit to hit barricade (nancy’s stepping on feet and eddie is throwing ELBOWS) and when they get to barricade eddie’s clinging onto that shit for dear LIFE with nancy between his arms and they r LIVING‼️‼️‼️

-i think stobin and eddancy fake dating seven husbands of evelyn hugo style is real

-i feel like they talk about books together but they have very little overlap so its more explaining their fave books to each other all the time and it works

okay thats all for now but i rlly enjoy them

#stranger things #nancy wheeler #eddie munson #robin buckley #steve harrington #ronance #steddie #they r besties sorry

[qwakque]

kalim tries giving leona advice during the housewarden meeting

#i think kalim and leona r besties #pals!! #honestly a fav friendship #based off that one obama hand puppet thing #i am so sorry leona luvrs idk how to draw him #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #kalim al asim #disney twst #leona kingscholar #twst housewardens #twst kalim #twst leona

[temeyes]

I wanna chew on soap so bad… he looks like a gummy. I love him. tell him for me!!!!!

he does look very munchable,,

#sorry for the late reply bestie!! #me and the chibi bois r preppin' for christmas hehe #answered asks #2023 #cursedsnail-slug #art #fanart #call of duty #cod #soap cod #johnny soap mactavish #soap mactavish

[mixtercandy]

dont look at me im cringe

#this is the only submas thing ill ever draw btw #also these two r besties i said so and also they told me #cand posts #cand arts #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #tiramisu cookie #milky way cookie #havent drawn tiramisu in like a year i love you little dude #submas #<- ig?? idk lol sorry for cursing ur tag like this

[dragons-in-spaceee]

Holmes and Watson are literally so silly like they’re always giggling together and going out and having fun and being besties

#sorry I just love how much they r besties #sherlock holmes #acd holmes #granada holmes #not art #john watson #holmes and watson

[branchifr]

UGHHHHHH I LOVE THEM SM

#THEY R THE BESTIES EVERRR UGHH #sorry huskerdust #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel season 1 #hazbin alastor #hazbin rosie

[twinstxrs]

thinking about how gorgug + kristen perceive both their own deaths & each other’s, and how that impacts their relationship. bc i feel like freshman year kristen was too caught up in her newfound knowledge of the nature of her own god to truly clock & process gorgug’s internal revulsion of where he went after he died, & freshman year gorgug wasn’t familiar enough with the complexities of other people to truly lock onto the sorrow buried within the chaos of kristen’s upward/downward/sideways spiral until she was seemingly on the other side of it. & i wonder if they’ve ever really talked about it (unlikely), or if they’ve just cracked very few jokes that didn’t land and decided to never quite do the work & dig through that part of their relationship. but there’s a kinship there; kristen specifically singles out gorgug to tell him she died again, and gorgug apologizes that he wasn’t there with her this time. gorgug takes one of the finger bones off kristen’s newly/long-time decayed corpse to have an anchor to something in the world. despite the fact that they were in different places after death, having been together during it means everything.

anyways what i’m trying to say is i think they should talk about it.

#thinking WAY too hard about a comedy dnd show when half these moments are played for laughs #dimension 20 #fantasy high #kristen applebees #gorgug thistlespring #me & the bestie when we both die a horrible death at age 14 & don’t know how to talk about it #me & the bestie when you said you thought you went to hell & i called it embarassing due to the culture of religious shame i grew up with #me & the bestie when death transformed me loudly with reckless abandon & death stole something from you you’ll never speak about #me & the bestie when i focus so much on what i gained to avoid what i lost and you quietly internalize your loss & cannot find the gain #when i died i asked for knowledge. when you died you cried wordlessly. i do not know which one of us is more broken. #kristengorgug my repressed besties #ok i’m done now but if ally & zac ever played a scene like this seriously i’d lose my fucking mind fr #sorry if this is like indecipherable but after fhsy they’re so clearly the two most repressed bad kids & that fascinates me #(in my opinion) #fabian still up there in 3rd place tho boy u r GAYYY u like MENNNNN #btw if any of this is wrong shhhh i haven’t done my pre-fhjy rewatch yet this is all from memory

[lyn-ne]

Oh god people like my street racer au? Take this comic I made in like 2 hours

(also please help me with a name for this au I have no ideas)

#not tagging kohatoya for this cause it’s not /r in the au. They just become besties #I did the sketch last night and was screaming cause I didn’t know I could come up with this stuff lol #this is really bad I’m sorry #project sekai #kohane azusawa #toya aoyagi #vivid bad squad #azusawa kohane #aoyagi toya #touya aoyagi #aoyagi touya #vbs toya #vbs kohane #pjsk fanart #pjsk #project sekai fanart #proseka #pjsekai #lyn-ne’s art

[skeletronza]

doodles

#apologies for no art the hyperfix died momentarily #<- what i get for relistening to fhfy & fhsy only for like a month straight. the working man blues got me #but we’re back. squeee so excited for fhjy #fabriz shippers in jesus name i rebuke you #well like what u like obvs but its not for me. besties forever #sorry 4 no gorgug i cannot draw orcs idk somethings WRONG #most of these r like 3 months old #anyway happy new year of course #im not tagging anything hashtag lazyyyyyyy #any perfume fans in the chat #doodle

[indigopoptart]

man i love the people im surrounded with. how did this happen. youre all so lovely😭

#istg tumblr is the BEST place to find people #all my current online friends who im close asf with are people i found on here #my girl my besties hell even some of my mutuals i dont talk to bruh #almost all of em were found on here #who knew life would turn like this bro. who knew #its grateful hours rn stfu idc #like yall. i cannot put into words how much you mean to me #im finally getting out of a mental rut thats lasted me a few months (school related) (school just ended) #and the fact YALL STAYED BY ME??? #its small nd yall r gonna be like dub miguel. friends do that #but i aint never had that #like the past three years around this same time i have lost people important to me and lost core support systems over and over and over #and it feels nice that im better enough/healed enough #and surrounded by people who truly care for me #that thats not the case anymore. its so liberating and god does it make me want to cry tears of gratefulness that this is my life now #i am loved in so many ways that i cannot even recount right now. #sorry maternity classes gang (group chat) im gonna lovedump later on you tonight probably #man. mann. #this is my life #like #/pos #thats so lovely man. #wanna namedrop yall so bad bc people deserve to know you all and deserve to know how beautiful and loving you are #but ik i shouldnt for privacy😭 #ily all tho #even if we aint talk much ur presence is always appreciated by me #sorry sorry ill shut up now😭 #indigo speaks #yapping

[juice-boxy]

For a drawing request: maybe 2012 leo and April hanging out? Or if you’re not as into 2012 then rise Mikey and Raph drinking tea together :D

Let’s all pretend I accidentally misread that as Rise april and 12 Leo, and that I don’t actively avoid drawing ‘12 april

#they r such besties #also sorry this was so late I didn’t see it until now #apparently this ask has been sitting in here since November 10 ABFKGH #sorry friend #low-ish quality doodle since my back is destroying me rn #juiceboxy_art??? #juiceboxy ft anon #doodle request #tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt april #Leo tmnt #tmnt 2k12

[berrytual-remade]

its sorta odd to me when some ppl lump str8 women n bi women 2gether as if we’re indistinguishable, as opposed to lesbians n bi women, like as a bi woman ive felt very isolated when arnd str8 women , whereas w lesbians i dont n i feel a lot of community w them …. idk just thinking i think its strange when ppl act like bi women n lesbians r sooo different when thats . not the case at all

#01 #sorry i cant rlly articulate my thoughts rn but . yeah #lesbians n bi ladies r besties n we rlly need to stop acting like theres sum divide btwn us

[possessedartist]

BOOSTER GOLD BIRTHDAY POST YIPPIE

#dc #booster gold #michael jon carter #boostle #HI ive been busy all day so i was like hey i can just dump old drawings and some traditional stuff #sorry its super light by the way its why i never post them bc i draw too lightly agdh #THE LAST ONES ARE LIKE MY FIRST DRAWINGS OF TJEM EVER #smirks me and booster r bday besties #and michelles bday too

[rosecolouredpigment]

my chronic addiction to painting the most medium ugly guy in the whole persona universe is getting worse day by day. i love using online canvases with the shittiest brushes ever to do so

yeah

#persona 4 #p4g #persona 4 golden #adachi tohru #tohru adachi #p4 #persona #hi #my bestie said the first one looked like final fantasee and it made me giggle #he’s so ugly. he’s so ugly it hurts me but i’m rolling around biting the curtains and the walls because i cant give him everything he wants #ohhhh mamma mia i am in pain. my medium ugly incel. my sopping wet pathetic meow meow poor excuse of a criminal #he didn’t even kill people correctly. pussy #sorry these r messy i did them on aggie dot io #can u tell i luv painting hands yet

[lizziedarings]

(clears throat) i am jus saying . rapple and bribelle parallels!!!!! villains and princesses who shouldn’t care about each other, but do. only theyre all fundamentally different people from one another, and really other than villain-princess trope their relationships arent that similar. faybelle first of all embraces her destiny and doesn’t mind being the villain in any situation. her relationship to briar is nothing like raven’s relationship to apple; it’s not that she doesn’t care abt briar, it’s just that she isn’t open abt the fact that she does. she’d rather pretend she didn’t, and she doesn’t mind being antagonistic to her. and briar is nothing like apple either. whereas apple fully embraces her destiny and looks forward to it, briar dreads it. she can’t quite make it to the happy ending part of her destiny bc she’s always been acutely aware of how long it takes to get there. and these differences are important and interesting!!!

raven and apple are closer than briar and faybelle are at the beginning of the story. whereas faybelle and briar view each other as frenemies, apple and raven wholeheartedly see one another as friends. faybelle and briar aren’t afraid to fight and disagree, bc their relationship has never been wholly positive from the get-go, but raven and apple, while they often disagree, are always ammicable to one another, bc they see their relationship with one another as primarily a positive thing in their life, and want to keep it that way. they’re both in this tug-of-war from the get-go trying to get one another to see their point of view and change their mind. faybelle and briar have nothing like that, bc as far as they’re concerned, they both want their destiny (they don’t). their relationship doesn’t start out as deep as raven and apple’s—they don’t even see each other as full friends— but their differences lie on perceptions and expectations about one another whereas raven and apple, for better or worse, have conflict with one another bc of who they are as people and what they believe to be right. faybelle enjoys playing the villain and she doesn’t mind causing trouble but it roots from a deep sense of fear that she doesn’t belong, and that she’ll never belong and she’ll always be the single person who’s left uninvited to the biggest party in the world. briar is scared of her future but doesn’t think to change it because she either didn’t have the option to, or aligning herself with rebels would not only hurt her closest friends but also alienate her from her whole world. when they both get over these fears they find they’re at the same place; that neither of them really want their destinies. and more than THAT, they can’t really imagine the destiny they DO choose to be without the other. in epic winter they don’t dream of a world where they aren’t born enemies, they both dream of a world where briar is still briar and faybelle is still faybelle, only that this time, she gets to save briar. (clears throat again)

#THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK #ever after high #eah #bribelle #sorry this is so long but bribelle r sooooo . shakespearean #idk if this is coherent at ALL i just think rapple and bribelle while the same genre arent the same book . yknow #rapple post coming bc now i ahve rapple feelings and i didnt get to explain in this #why i think they’d just never work #like i love them but uh . besties i dont think its endgame!

[seasonal-writes]

“old heartbeats die hard” (ao3 link is here!)

pairing: grian / scar cw: none! a quick programming break from our usual team rancher-related postings for a short and sweet scarian/desertduo fic! as i mentioned in the ao3 tags, this can be read as /p or /r, though be aware i did definitely write this with lowkey /r in mind. enjoy, and thanks for reading! ~

Did you know that listening to someone’s heartbeat can have a calming effect on your own heart and breathing pattern?

Grian knows this. And he knows it’s working right now, even if it’s not enough to lull him to sleep quite yet. Though, there is still relief in knowing that one is still thumping away in Scar’s chest. Its pace is still fresh and lively and steady, just how he likes it—even if he’d never say something like that out loud. His ear is pressed up against his chest, rumbling with soft snores and other breathing sounds. But he’s locked on target: the heartbeat.

Ba-bum.. Ba-bum..  

Sleep doesn’t come. He can’t find it in him, just in-case. You never know. No one knows at this point, with how things have been going.  

As his head rests on Scar’s chest, he’s got his arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He’s clinging to the taller figure, and hasn’t let go since he first laid down.

Grian came back from the escapades at the pool party to find Scar asleep on their little make-shift mattress on the floor, just as he said he’d be when Grian left. After a couple soft pokes to the face and arm, Grian knew he was sleeping deeply enough that movement wouldn’t disturb him. So, the little winged man crawled up beside him and practically attached himself to Scar. There was risk of him waking up, asking what he was doing. And Grian knew that after all he’d done the past few days, it wouldn’t be an easy answer on the fly. But he clung to Scar anyway.

He wasn’t planning on finding such an infatuation with his heartbeat, but once he found it, he couldn’t seem to move after that.

The night crawls on, taking its sweet time. But he doesn’t care. He doesn’t mind the silence, or the safety, even if it isn’t their keep.

He can feel Scar’s every move, little twitches and shifts every so often as dreams or sleep cycles take their hold. Grian can’t help but smile, just a little, when he mumbles and even talks occasionally in his sleep. He just listens. Nighttime noises creep in from the outside, with some occasional shouting far in the distance. It feels oddly nostalgic until he remembers where they are. The little space he put together for them isn’t as home-y, but it’s safe and far from everyone else for the time being. They’re both safe.

Scar is safe, he keeps reminding himself.  

He takes a deep breath, his own nerves kicking up when he thinks about the tower earlier that day. The smoke and the panic and the death that surrounded them. They got lucky, he knows that full well. Then there’s that memory again, floating back, the clear image of his soulbound leaping from the side of a tower and plummeting down. Arms too short to grab him, time moving too fast. The loud screams erupting from his throat, which now seems to twinge with a bit of soreness now that he thinks about it.

Just a few seconds of admiration of Scar’s compassion, only for it to be consumed by stress. His stomach drops even as he remembers. He tries to ignore it, leaving his head completely still as he closes his eyes and focuses on the heartbeat.

Ba-bum.. Ba-bum.. Ba-bum..  

There’s flashes of falling from other tall places, all that time ago. More screaming, more devastation. More heartache as the worst was revealed, only for Scar to pop up moments later, shocked but thankful to have another go. Even as Grian was still on his knees, lungs caught in his throat.

He’s so used to it, yet it never does get easier. Now, they share their life source, and it feels even worse. He’s concerned for himself, sure. But Scar. The one who always ends up in his hands. He’s the kicker. The tug on the strings.

Their heartbeats are in sync, and feeling them both nearly stop before the luckiest save he’s ever seen..something like divine intervention, or kismet.. Well, it’s shaken him up a bit.

As the memories flitter in, Grian’s arms squeeze lightly around Scar’s torso. He holds him tighter—desperately—like letting go would mean he’d never be able to keep him this safe again. Like some void would open up and send Scar into another freefall. There is security found when he’s within reach.

He knows that the morning will greet them with separation. The concern for safety poking at the back of his head as the days go on, their hearts stumbling and the phantom pain haunting every misstep or accident. Constant wonder of when the other shoe will drop.. when it’ll suddenly be over and starting again.

Things change when people die, and in this place, it’s so fast. It’s so fast and hard and nerve-wracking, and narrow escapes are the only difference between life and death. And they were lucky. But he wonders if their luck will ever run out. Fate has played such huge roles here. It’s been sticking its fingers in and playing with all of their soulbound strands like ribbon, knotting it and yanking it taut. And it’s exhausting. It brings the two together, like always.

Grian thinks about how he’s not sure if he wanted this, and he’s been so frustrated with what’s been put in front of him that he’s tried his chance at cheating the game. Finding a path that was not laid before him. His own heartbeat starts interrupting the peace, quickening and creating a cacophony of thumps.

Ba-bum, Ba-bum, Ba-bum, Ba-bum!  

“..Grian?” A very low, sleepy voice suddenly asks. Grian freezes. He slowly lifts his head for the first time in hours, looking up at Scar’s face as a bit of soreness spreads across his neck. He can see fairly clearly, even in the dim light of the cave. Scar’s eyes are barely open, squinting at him with a curious glance. He has a slight goofy grin on, as if he knows he’s caught him. Grian’s stopped in his tracks, his mouth hanging agape for a moment. Finally, he speaks. “Sorry.. Do you want me to—” Grian starts to ask, ready to move. Scar doesn’t let him finish his sentence before turning onto his side and scooping Grian into his arms. He wraps him up equally as tight, habitually careful to avoid his wings. His hands rest at just the right place on Grian’s back, as if he knows exactly where to put them, even while half-asleep. The slight grin blooms into a brief, sleepy smile as he closes his eyes again.

“I’m.. glad you made it back..” Scar mumbles, his voice falling off as he falls right back to sleep. Grian’s entire body still feels stiff, suddenly consumed by the hug. He still has his arms wrapped tightly around Scar as well, the nerves having created a rather solid grip on him. He isn’t sure what to do as the seconds pass. He feels.. oddly comforted, now. Like he doesn’t have to hide. Scar knows Grian cares, deep down.

Moments like this are inescapable at the end of the day, and so are Scar’s hugs. But even with his disdain for destiny’s choices, even with the semi-begrudging care and concern for his partner in crime.. Grian doesn’t try to leave. He allows acceptance. He stays, nestling in a bit and pressing his forehead to Scar’s chest.

Scar’s breath slows once again to a relaxed pace, and Grian finds that his own breath does the same. His shoulders relax, the oh-so-familiar warmth enveloping him. He even welcomes it. The silence returns, the heartbeat no longer right in his ear. It feels a little sad without the sound for a moment, but the loneliness in his senses disperses quickly.

That safe feeling finally reaches him, too. He feels at enough ease to sleep, his eyelids suddenly feeling heavy before he starts to drift off. He can still feel Scar’s chest rising and falling. He’s still breathing, still safe.

There is an acknowledgement. A silent agreement between them. Whatever comes next, even as the last of their kind, can be tackled together. If they don’t make it to the end, or even if they do.. it’s together. He doesn’t have to face it alone.

Suddenly, tomorrow doesn’t feel so dreadful.

And two heartbeats fall into sync. Fresh and steady and lively—just how Grian likes it.

#NEW FIC BESTIE BOOS #scarian #desert duo #double life #this writing is months old now #trafficshipping #<- just for that possible /r interpretation #but can be read as both #p.s. THERE IS NOOO DIALOGUE IN THIS ONE #i'm sorry i wasn't good at dialogue when i wrote this but i was too attached to change it #also that's kinda the whole point anyway so #seasonalwrites