#Goodnight probably

[ontheoutside-lookingin]

✅ bpd meltdown

✅ dissociate on tumblr.com for a few hours

✅ re-enter reality feeling kinda pass-out-y

✅ have some pretzels nubbies and little cheese cubes. and water!!

✅ Sit and Wait for nothing in particular instead of sleeping

✅ make a stupid tumblr post about it

I’m really doing it all. Really going all out on this fine July night. Really putting some time in. Existing so hard tonight

[hl-obsessed]

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[seraphimdove]

sometimes in life, you’ll be faced with a choice; be a clingy horrible person, or just go to sleep until tomorrow.

always pick the latter if you’re me.

[everchanging-cryptid]

I’m bored and tired so I’m gonna make a list of these sour jolly rancher gummies from worst to best

5: Lemon. Not even an original flavour, they replaced grape, and you’d think it’d taste good, but no!!! It tastes like weed. Straight up tastes like weed.

4: Green Apple. I don’t even hate this one a lot it’s just really overwhelming and I got too many of them to be comfortable

3: Watermelon. It kinda tastes like how my collection of scented things smells? Like. It just kinda is everything flavoured I guess.

2: Cherry. This one is really good and has a memory attached to it but it’s so fleeting I can’t focus on it long enough to remember the memory.

1: Blue. It’s blue it’s obviously gonna be the best

I should probably go to bed soon

[radioroxx]

this post but its the deltabunes

(versions w/out text)

[ghostreblogging]

Ok ok so hear me out Twins au. Danny and Damian are twins. And you know the whole story. Danny gets "killed " moves in with the Fenton's and becomes phantom. Ad Damian doesn't know that. Well the magician summoning Damian's dead brother to enact his revenge on him has a very bad timing

"Oh robin. Dont you know the dead can have fangs. I've heard of a little tale. Of how you killed your own brother. Your twin in a quite a cruel and merciless way don't you think?" The magician drawls on over the horribly over used repetitive lines.

But it still stops Damian in his tracks. He can see as his family stop and look at him. With the look of horror and well concern. And he hates it. He can feel their gazes on him and it burns his skin.

He stops and tries to yell at them. To do something. To stop dawdling around.

Until a right flash of green stopped him. The circle lit up as a clawed hand grasped the edge from inside.

Unfortunately the magician wasn't a phony.

The being slowly crawls itself out. It's wearing striped prison clothes with conically oversized shackles? Huh.

Damian muses to himself as he prepares for battle . Must represent his or rather their lives in the league of assassin's.

The being finally looks up and shouts

"HAHA YOU CAN SUC MY DIC WALKER. I MAY BE OUT NOT ON MY OWN VOLITION BUT IM GONNA DO GHOST CRIMES AGAIN . And there's nothing you can do about it. "

"Ghost crimes exist? What even are ghost crimes???" Dick whispered to Jason

"I don't know but I am so angry at the implications of ghost cops. " Jason replies

[monty-glasses-roxy]

My eyes are burning so you’ll have to wait until I wake up for the lil idea I had from that ask but in the mean time

DJ writes Roxy a theme song and she plays it at every race she’s in from that point onwards

[lochlot]

morgwen study

[slutdge]

theres something to be said about the fact that the "music doesnt matter, punk is actually all about being soft and tweeting vaguely leftist things and total pacifism" posers whose beliefs line up far better with the hippie subculture, and how that correlates to the fact that a substantial portion of the reason punk emerged as a subculture in the first place was as a counter against the hippie movement cause a lot of them clocked hippies as liberal yuppies that were full of shit and had no real backbone about the things they claimed to care so much about. interesting...

[jessiesjaded]

[ontheoutside-lookingin]

Me in like an hour. I hope

[will-bonna]

spearmaster + violet sea slug !

the gills can be molded and pulled from their tail to create needles… it makes a gross sound

here’s the slug reference:3

[kennahjune]

Thinking of Steddie Soulmates where you feel every pain your soulmate feels.

Thinking of little Steve feeling every backhand and punch from Eddie’s dad.

Thinking of little Eddie feeling Steve break his arm and the pain being so much worse because his parents refuse to take him to the hospital until the school gets involved.

Thinking of Eddie finally moving in with Wayne and sure, the paternal beating are done, but now he’s just a small town Freak that’s constantly targeted.

Thinking of Eddie and Steve in their Sophomore/Freshman years respectively, not knowing who the other is outside of rumors and (unknowingly) their shared pain.

Thinking of Eddie finally escaping pain, the bullying turning to mainly verbal shit.

Only to be thrust right back into pain because his soulmates a walking hazard.

Thinking of Eddie having no idea what’s going on when he suddenly feels like one giant bruise after Steve’s beat up by Jonathan. Eddie watching Steve fall from grace in his Junior year and not connecting the dots.

Billy coming along and smashing a fucking plate over Steve’s head while Eddie’s peacefully sleeping. Eddie jolting awake with a shout because /holy fucking shit ow—/

Neither of them connecting the dots.

Then Steve graduates, and Eddie’s held back. And the pain subsides for a bit.

And then fuck all happens in Starcourt and Eddie literally feels like he’s dying and Jesus H. Christ is his soulmate /ok/??? Like they are getting seriously fucked up.

And then that recedes and it ok for a while— Eddie will still get killer pains that seem to circulate in his chest and head, but that’s to be expected with whatever tf his poor soulmate is going through year after year.

And then the fuckery of March 1986 happens and Chrissy Cunningham is dead in his trailer— his home— and he’s wanted for fucking murder and hiding in Rick’s dingy ass boat house—

And then he’s shoving none other than Steve Harrington up against a wall with a broken bottle helps to his throat. Eddie’s so piped on adrenaline he barely feels the sting in his back, but he does feel the zing of pressure on his throat and ok /ow—/

And he’s staring at Steve Harrington, who looks kinda terrified and so pretty and Eddie’s holding a bottle to his throat and is that Dustin?—

And—

And holy shit.

Eddie’s eyes widen at the same time as Steve’s and the realization hits them both at once.

[stuckinapril]

Kind of ridiculous that it’s a ubiquitously held notion that if you don’t start a hobby while you’re literally a developing embryo then you can never go pro at it. I have all this TIME to live am I supposed to just lie down and die

[lydiaalin]

on today's episode of trying to remember how to draw via femmes covered in blood

[druizard]

Gods, what did you do to make him so grouchy?