#stop this madness

[softfeelingsandangstywriting]

my thoughts about how Stanley got into the In-Between in the HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB au :3 bc he's my son and i am in terrible terrible pain. i just got a little silly and neeeeeded to get this out of my brain

@a-scary-lack-of-common-sense i'm lowkey (highkey) sure you didn't want 2 be pinged but here is my offering (ricky, when i catch you ricky. when i catch you ricky. ricky when i catch you ricky. ricky when i catch you ricky--)

uhh word count is ~600, just a little baby drabble

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Shadows. Gold and red, triangles and hands and overwhelming fear.

Stanley.

Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, the cause for Ford’s own terror, he was with the gold and not the scarlet, but he was not supposed to be there, so close to the screaming dangerdangerdangerdangerdanger.

So far from them, he could see his brother's lips moving, moving fast, no doubt speaking whatever he thought may get him out of the situation.

Good, Ford thought bitterly. The demon was his problem and his problem alone, born of his own foolishness.

He’d be damned if Stanley found his way into its maw because of him. He needed to get up, get going, movemovemove before he lost something so dear to him once more. Fidds had been enough to teach him his lesson right and proper.

(Stanford tried to ignore that he’d almost missed the universe’s cue. That he’d almost continued his work towards the likely end of his species.)

No, no– He was almost stilled by the choking darkness, as though he were moving through a sea of molasses to get to his brother. The great beast’s eye did not move, but he could feel its look upon his skin, boring through flesh and sinew and bone into the very depths of his skull. His struggles had drawn its attention.

Yet still, it did not look as starved as it did trapped.

And its newest victim was its only likely way out.

STANLEY!

His voice, though loud in his ears, rang out exactly nowhere. This damn place, trapping him as a witness. Could he fight it? Could he push against it? Where even was he?? A mindscape? If so, who’s? Stanley’s? Because this was a very depressing mind if so. But it wasn’t his, and he had incredible doubts it was Cipher’s. And that was hinging on the question of if they could enter his or not.

A dream, maybe. He prayed it was a terrible, awful, fever-dream vivid nightmare.

That he was very much consciously thinking about and aware of. He wasn’t one to experience lucid dreams, they’d never come to him as easily as they did–

Right, Stanley. Stanley. How had he forgotten? It was, quite literally, the most important task at hand. He needed to try and do something, fight against the oppressing disgust the place was beginning to cause him and the way it felt as though it was beginning to crawl into his limbs and settle there, weighing him down.

Shit. Keep moving, keep kicking. If he stopped he might not try again to get up and that would leave his twin all on his lonesome.

Red and yellow and white and black black black black black black black black– It was all alarmingly starting to mix together in his swimming head. It was getting to him.

What was getting to him?

Right. Stan. Stan. He had to move. The scarlet was being swallowed up by the grow of the golden glow and that was never a good sign.

Stanley still wasn’t looking at him, he’d hardly moved besides the short, uncomfortable fidgets Ford knew of him (they hadn’t talked in so long. Did he get any back from their childhood, out from under pa’s thumb? Did he lose any? How well did he even still know his brother?) and the occasional glance around when the triangle had moved.

Oh, but now he was hastily backing up. A good idea. Ford was closer, but still not close enough.

Not enough to reach Stanley. Not enough to stop the gilded arm that grabbed at his twin while Ford shrieked.

Up it went, the pyramid breaking its shape to bend backwards and

down

and

down

and

down.

And Stanley was gone.

[sher-ee]

https://www.npr.org/2024/08/11/nx-s1-5070566/trump-news-conference

Story here ⬆️

[m4nicbl00d]

Get this show away from me, i cant stop

[jesse-pinko]

Look Scooby Doo as a franchise slays in part bc of how fluid it is in terms of premise and structure despite the initial concept being balls-to-the-wall 1960s niche BUT any iteration of Scooby Doo where the gang look down on/ talk down to each other bc of their respective differences just doesn’t Get It and should be expunged from canon imo… like, first of all that’s kind of the point- they all have a role to play in the group they all have their own strengths and blind spots they all bring something different to the table which is what makes them so ruthlessly efficient as a collective entity! And second, they weren’t thrown together by circumstance- they’re all very different people brought together by a shared passion, sure, but they all CHOSE to live out of a van with three other people and a bigass dog driving from town to town cross-examining the locals bc they all like each other!! They’re literally living the dream of every tight-knit teen friend group, where they all get to live together and hang out everyday with their shared weird pet doing their shared weird hobby enjoying the highs of low-stakes drama and unlimited resources. THAT is why the franchise has had such long-term staying power and that is what some of the modern iterations are missing. THAT is why Scooby Doo FUCKS- because of FRIENDSHIP and GHOSTS

[thejagerman2024]

Made something 😈😈😈

[ramenwithbroccoli]

"wow i can't wait to browse through the bifrost incident tag. i'm sure there's so much amazing fanart and insightful posts there"

the trainfuckers:

[iwanna69akutagawa]

Soukoku nation is WINNING fr

[personthattoleratesme]

i'm at my limit i can't do this anymore

[hughjackmanlovr]

no because how do ppl in their right, sane minds draw dano’s riddler with pointed features?? he is quite literally round??

[hrizantemy]

Me remembering when Nesta let the Inner circle stay in their house for FEYRE and then when said Inner circle started berating her sisters FEYRE sat there and didn’t say anything.

[ni-kisno1fan14007]

LIKE CAN HE FUCKING STEP ON ME??

GOOD LORD! HOW IS HE SO HOT??? SAKSJEHEMSLSKEHSJSS

JUST KILL ME AT THE POINT GOOD SIR-

THE SWEAR WORDS THAT I HAVE THE URGE TO SCREAM ARE SIMPLY OVERWHELMING!

WHY CANT HE BE MINE?? (I’m very delusional)

[sher-ee]

Rep. Mike Collins, who represents the district where the school shooting happened today in GA, was asked in 2022 if he favored ANY gun laws including red flag laws. The answer is no, he said God is the answer.

I’m voting for the party that doesn’t wear AR-15 pins on their jackets.

My God. Fuck these people.

[tojislilmeowmeow]

please give him his wife back please they aren't supposed to be separated please he looks so sad and so small i can't breathe please give her back he loves her so much please give her back to him im begging you

[asraindarkness]

guys why are we making tommy so lonely ??? please the guy have friends that can get him vip tickets when it had been sold out for weeks😭😭and he start bonding with eddie immediately the guy can socialize 😭i understand the drama of it is so delicious but please my poor heart cant take it anymore

[nohardfellings]

Me right now:

[shiftwithalex]

Really bold post..

i understand why nobody speaks about this, BUT PLEASE TELL ME IM NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO MISSES S*X, LIKE... JESUS FUCKING CRISTIFAITNEKSOFDS HELP ME.