#EXCUSE ME???? I AM SOBBING

[essektheylyss]

Diversity win! This withering old radish priest falling to madness and decay is grey-ace and gay!

[subtle-as-an-earthquake]

I nod along attentively, but the truth is, I can't concentrate

[m3talmunson]

Steve Harrington except his mom comes from old money, his father new. So while Steve's mom took his father's last name (reluctantly. She was doing her best to promise that her son would have a good life ahead of him), she got to choose Steve's first, which just happens not to be Steve.

His name is actually Esteban Eberardo Ortiz Harrington, because by God, Maria Harrington would never let her son have an English name since she had to give up her own to promise her son a decent life.

Somewhere along the way she got lost in it all. She chased Mr. Harrington around to make sure he wasn't sleeping with whatever floozie secretary he had at the moment, and in doing so she forgot to be a mother - as much as somebody can just forget that duty.

So, one day Esteban got dropped off at his grandpa's house and became Steve. Then one day Steve's grandfather died and Steve didn't even see his father at the funeral. His father, the dead man's son, sent Maria with flowers to the funeral. Flowers she didn't have a destination for. So, the moment it was over she dragged Steve and the flowers back to the dust-covered Harrington home. She makes some dinner and has a nice night with her son, but as they curl up on the couch and try to settle for the night, she brings him up.

"Mijo, your father. I have to go back to him tomorrow. I have a plane ride in the morning. I have to go sweetheart." She blinks back the tears in her eyes as she delivers the news.

"It's ok mama! I'm 10 now, double digits." He holds out both of his hands, all of his fingers splayed out. "I can take care of things here." He put on his best brave face, something Grandpa Harrington taught him.

"Grandma is going to visit you as much as she can, but she doesn't live near here. You'll be on your own a lot, my sweet sweet boy." She let the tears run at this point, ignoring the musical she had put on the TV to occupy their thoughts.

"Don't cry mama," He curled up into her side. "Wait, Grandma? But she's been gone for longer than Grandpa?"

"No, no, my mama. She'll be up here every so often for you. My brave boy." She kissed the top of Steve's head, peppered a few more against Steve's complaints of tickling.

"Come on mama, Dolly's singing!" He said, and drew his attention back to the TV like it was nothing. They fell asleep on the couch that night. Mr. Harrington never would have approved, but maybe he just didn't need to know.

And that began the life of Steve being alone. At least, most of the time. His grandma did come up every so often. She taught him how to cook, clean, where the stools were, and which ones were tall enough for him to reach the cookie jar. The same cookie jar that stayed in place just incase his parents did come home and happen to give half a shit about it.

When she couldn't be there, over the phone, she taught her little Esteban Spanish. His father never allowed it in the house, but the moment she insisted she be called Abuelita and not Grandma, she piqued Esteban's interest.

He was interested until he got made fun of for the accent. He continued to learn it, but insisted that he be called Steve, the same way she insisted he call her something else. That set the record straight for him.

During high school, she got too frail for him to visit. The Harrington's put money in the bank for Steve, so he began to visit her. He'd fly down to where she was staying, drive once he could. Steve got his license the very first day he could, just to visit her. He planned her funeral when the day came, just a month before Will Byers went missing. That kept him in contact with quite a few of his cousins that way, checked in on everyone and made the rounds while he tried to remain a normal teenager, have a normal girlfriend, live as King Steve, or Steve "The Hair" Harrington. Anything that kept his life nice and neatly in place.

Then, a stupid nail bat was his lifeline. Screw normal, he couldn't trust anyone or anything anymore. Two years later, he got tortured by Russians and then, maybe he could trust someone.

Somewhere between his fall from grace and saving the world for good, he grew to trust a lot of people. Grew to have people at his house all the time, filling that god awful empty house.

He had Eddie over one night when he got a call from his cousin Mariana, she had just finished her freshman year of college in the US, so her English was getting pretty good, but she greeted him in Spanish so he can only return the favor. Steve guessed it was only a matter of time until Eddie and the others found out about him anyways.

So, he responded to Mariana. He had an entire conversation with her, back to the couch that Eddie was sat on. Last he knew Eddie was flipping through movies, but all the noises stopped. At least Steve could assume that maybe he just picked a movie, and maybe get hurt or yelled at or something after the call. He just had to get through this conversation with Mariana.

He heard the crash of tapes falling and had to end it.

"Sorry Mari, I've got to go." He said abruptly in English, and tried his hardest not to slam the phone back into the receiver.

When he turned around, he didn't expect what he saw. Sure, Eddie's jaw was basically on the floor, but he didn't seem angry, not like Steve had expected.

"You- you speak Spanish, Stevie?" Eddie had almost a shocked rasp to his voice, clutching onto the tape in his hand, the one that managed to not fall.

"Yeah, have for about 8 or 9 years now."

"You, Steve Harrington, are fluent in Spanish?"

"Esteban Eberardo Ortiz Harrington, actually. And yeah, my mom is Mexican."

"Est- Esteban???" Eddie laughed out. "Good God Stevie-"

"I know, I know, I should have told you sooner. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hide it, I just- it's hard walking around Hawkins with a Spanish accent, it's just so-" He interrupted Eddie.

"Steve, Stevie, no." It was Eddie's turn to interrupt. "I'm not mad at you sweetheart. Definitely not mad." Eddie hinted at something else.

"You're not mad? What- I-" Steve raised his eyebrow. "What's that look about then?"

Eddie had been out to Steve for a while, and vice-versa. They hadn't exactly not been flirting, so Eddie didn't feel too crazy saying this next part.

"If I'm being so honest, Stevie," Eddie stepped closer into Steve's personal space, "I wouldn't say completely platonic feelings."

"Oh, that's what does it for you, Munson? Really?" Steve teased. Back with the bravado charm.

"I dunno... want to say some more?"

And, of course, the moment he hears it again -the accent Steve's voice works itself into- he's basically frothing at the mouth. He drops the tape he was holding and swings his arms around Steve's neck, only a little awkward considering the lack of height difference.

"I guess it is, Esteban."

"You don't even know what I said!" Steve pretended to act shocked, or pissed or something, but he really didn't care.

"Tell me later," Eddie cut Steve off with a swift kiss, and maybe Steve would settle for later.

Maybe he'd have a lifetime to tell Eddie that all he said was "I really want to kiss you." He had his wish fulfilled anyway.

[shivunin]

the fact that you start the Tabris origin by literally stepping into your mother's shoes. the fact that what you get is a wedding outfit and your mother's worn boots, kept carefully intact for years, tucked away for this exact moment. the fact that you then immediately take the path she never could, leaving behind the alienage and the wedding and following Duncan (who would have recruited Adaia first, if not for baby!Tabris) to what ought to have been death.

And Then!! instead of fighting and falling as she did, cheating death and becoming the fighter she always intended you to be instead??? Reliving and simultaneously subverting the story of her life??

[flickerintwilights]

on the road to hell

[aroanthy]

i have a regular amount of emotions about them

[ID: an edited version of the ‘can’t stand her fake ass’ meme, featuring nanami and saionji from ‘revolutionary girl utena’. it is comprised of two panels.

in the first panel, nanami is repeatedly punching saionji in the chest, whilst he cringes away from her. impact text reads in all caps: ‘bitches be like / cant stand her fake ass!’

in the second panel, nanami beams at saionji with tears in her eyes, exclaiming: ‘oh…! thank goodness!’. impact text reads in all caps: ‘20 seconds later / me and kyoichi!’. ‘20 seconds later’ has clearly been edited over the original text, and ‘kyoichi’ is a screenshot of a subtitle nanami says in ‘utena’. /end ID]

[lovelytech9902]

This is not a “goodbye” or “see you later” post because I can’t say goodbye to these characters.

I’ve spent the last couple days on and off bursting into tears as I type and retype the things I want to express.

I feel like a massive baby for crying so much over pixels but I just love this show and these characters so much, words truly will never be enough.

As we enter the last 36 hrs (pre bad batch eve, bad batch eve) I have taken some time to rewatch some of my favourite episodes and moments - take in all the small details that I might have missed the first time I watched the show (I did binge watch it the first time, after all)

It’s truly remarkable all the work, effort, time and details that went into making such a beautifully devastating story.

This barely scratches the surface of what I feel but it’s all i can really come up with right now..

I can’t thank Dee, Ming, Michelle, Dave, Jennifer, Kiner Music, EVERYONE that had something to do with this show.

We don’t know what the final episode has in store for us and The Bad Batch, we can only hope and pray that they are given the ending they deserve.

Whether it’s delusional or not, I firmly believe this is not the end of the clones. We will get more content. We will see them again.

❤️

[jazzzzzzhands]

Inktober 2023 Year 8 Day 30: Cookies! Wally made cookies!! (Which he does know how to do!) Also Poppy my Beloved!! She is a mom-friend for sure and I love her so much!!

[thejudeduarte]

How do book boys (shout out to the writers) come up with the most romantic things to say ever??😭 I NEED TO KNOWWW!! They'll just randomly say the most heart aching, gut wrenching, tear shedding poetic shit ever ON. THE. SPOT. Please reveal your secrets

[myreia]

Too many times have their lives circled each other, always present, but never in sync. Too many times have they come close to falling for one another, only to be thrown off course. This the ironic history of their relationship: to be tied together by an unconditional bond, but never allowed to go further than that. And here they are at last—finally, finally, finally—nearly a decade of friendship and love crashing together into a single moment. The puzzle of their lives has sat bare and incomplete on the board for years, waiting for this final, precious piece to slide into place. (x)

Thank you so much to @exotic-inquiry for this gorgeous commission of Aureia and Thancred. ✨🖤

[puddii-ng]

a beautiful museum that lies on the sand of an hourglass ✧･ﾟ

[itsjustafia]

I love that Dick said "we're not there" instead of "we're not there YET."

Because in his heart and mind, Kory just cannot die. Life without Kory isn't an option for him.

[spaceratprodigy]

🎶✏ WIP Wednesday + Music Tag ✏🎶

Thank you for the tag @captastra 💖💕

I've been working on those wardrobe meme asks and a few have particularly inspired me to do a full lil doodle dump page so here's a lil sneaky peeky of what I was literally just working on + the song that came on shuffle and gave me an earworm while drawing.

open tag to anyone who wants to jump in!

[heyitsspaceace]

"I know there are a lot of things I don't understand but I know metal."

[whatkindofnameisella]

who gave the extraordinary attorney woo writers the right. i like you so much it feels like im sick inside. WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[deevotee]

if i think about the home and family ciel built with the servants for too long my heart starts to hurt, they deserve to just be together and happy and doing their evil little mysteries for the rest of time in phantomhive manor