#a THING

[sp0o0kylights]

Steve and Robin hold hands when they fight. 

It was Robin's idea. Her defense is offense and well, Dustin's said it before and he'll say it again.

Robin can be mean. 

Steve on the other hand, can sling insults all day and take even more, but he hits a wall when it comes to a real, serious argument with someone he loves.

He'll hold his own for about ten minutes and then just start falling apart-- catastrophizing in his head, going silent, and eventually steamrolling his own emotions just so no ones mad at him anymore.

They realized pretty quickly they needed a better way to handle their problems.

The solution?

Hold hands any time shit gets serious, so they both know no matter what, they're still friends who love each other.

Hard to be an asshole when your fingers are linked to your besties.

It helps solve a lot of problems and the entire party is long used to it.

Incidentally, this is how Steve both wins his first real right with Eddie after they've become friends and accidentally comes out to him--because when things got heated, Steve reached for Eddie's hand.

Took it with his, and wrapped their fingers together.

Eddie, who has seen Steve and Robin do it countless times and knew exactly what it meant, looked down at their joined hands and practically short circuited.

Steve caught sight of Eddie's slack jaw, followed his gaze down and then blushed bright red.

Tried to take his hand back, except Eddie wouldn't let him.

Instead, he once again proved his own theory of being a coward wrong by not only ending their argument and apologizing, but by starting a feelings discussion.

(They both end up confessing and Robin laughs so hard she has to sit down when Steve tells her what happened.)

[nocofamilyau]

nocofamilyau. as the messager of the noco discord server, we thought it would be worth letting you know that one of us made the little "star" Cody that was in your most recent post into a fairy (artistic skills by @i-dont-need-socks-mom !!)

We actually loved this wretched thing so much, we decided to make it a sticker. One of us decided to make it a pfp! (me. that's me. i did that.)

Oh, but we didn't stop there.

Some of us even made beautiful fanart of this mythical creature!

anyways that's all. this is kind of a long post, but us at the noco discord server really wanted to show our appreciation for your art and wanted to let you know that this little doodle that you probably barely ever thought about was turned into a fairy and got fanart made of it. have great rest of ur day/night

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WOW. is he precious. I will take him gladly

I have redrawn him also as a thanks of some sort

(I know this submission was from a few months ago and im really sorry im only getting to it now, but I genuinely love these stupid lil drawings people do in honour of this au. it makes me feel important)

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

When you want your baby to grow up but also Stop Growing So Fast

[the-modern-typewriter]

if you like, would you do a snippet about the daughter of a vampire hunter who frees a captive vampire from her father?

The vampire looked only a little older than her. Seventeen, maybe. Eighteen. Myna knew that didn't count for much - you couldn't tell a vampire's age just by looking at them, but still.

She was beautiful too, of course, in the way that all vampires in some way were. Her bloody eyes were striking, ethereal things that tracked Myna's every movement into the room. They paused on the keys clutched tightly in Myna's hand and then flicked to her face. The vampire's head tilted.

Myna stopped in front of her, just out of reach.

"Will you attack me if I release you?" Myna asked.

"Would you believe me if I said no?"

It was a good question. Myna wet her lips, nervously, and the vampire's gaze darted to those next.

"No," the vampire said. "I have no desire to linger here, not even to hurt him."

But the vampire did want to hurt her father. That much was obvious, but also understandable. Maybe Myna was making a mistake. Maybe she was under a thrall that was simply masquerading itself as morality, because though desire was more insidious it was easier to resist. Maybe she would only know when the vampire was gone, and she could think clearly, or maybe she would always wonder.

Myna hesitated, shifting her grip on the keys.

"He hurts you."

"He does not like my kind."

"Your kind are monsters."

"And your father's behaviour is monstrous." The vampire shrugged, light and almost careless. Almost. She raised a delicate eyebrow. "But you know that or you wouldn't be thinking about doing what you're doing."

Myna gulped.

She'd been raised to believe that vampires were pure predator, unnatural and evil, but the more she had actually seen of them the less she could possibly believe that true. The less she saw of...her the less Myna could believe it.

Her father said that was how vampires operated. They mimicked passion, love, the human things to ensure their own safety.

Myna usually felt like she was faking it too, though.

Most of the other girls at school thought hunting was archaic, barbaric. It also felt an entirely different thing to kill a vampire and to keep one one captive for weeks on end in a converted wine cellar.

Most girls always seemed to know what to say, while Myna felt like her script had got lost somewhere and so she kept reading her cues all wrong.

If faking was the standard for being inhuman, for being evil, then what did that make her?

"How old are you?" It was a silly question, in the grand scheme of absolutely everything.

The vampire blinked. "Twenty three."

It felt ancient. It felt a world away. Twenty three meant life away from her father's house and no more school and the freedom to do whatever she wanted. She knew, though, that it wasn't very long at all. She knew what a human lifespan was supposed to be. She knew how old vampires could get.

"How old are you?" The vampire's tone was strangely soft.

"Sixteen."

"Sixteen," the vampire echoed. A wistful sort of smile curled her lips. "Sweet sixteen girl."

"I'm not sweet."

"No." The vampire said it almost musingly. "You're something much more enticing. More interesting."

Enticing. Interesting.

Myna cleared her throat. She felt heat rise, ridiculous and unbidden to her cheeks, and stepped closer. She was glad she didn't fumble the locks, but her heartbeat still picked up the second the metal hit the floor.

She scurried back swiftly, even as she was aware her swiftness was a snail compared to what the vampire was.

The vampire stood, slowly, even to Myna's human eyes, like she was trying not to scare her.

"Thank you." The vampire seemed a little unsure. She wet her lips in turn, and Myna's gaze darted treacherously to them. "It gets better," she said. "I promise."

Myna looked down, because the words weren't what she'd expected and she didn't know what exactly she'd wanted. "You should go."

When she glanced up again, the vampire stood right in front of her, barely a breath away. Myna's breath caught.

"You could come with me," the vampire said. "Your father will be angry with you for freeing me."

Myna's stomach churned, but she squared her shoulders. "He won't hurt me."

"Tell him I thralled you," the vampire said. She reached her hand up, pressing the pad of her thumb over Myna's bottom lip. "He'll believe it."

"Uhuh."

The vampire smiled; wicked and feral and everything that Myna thought she might be too, if she was only brave enough. The vampire pressed the sweetest of kisses to Myna's lips.

"All a vampire is," the vampire whispered, "is everything human with the volume turned up. Your father doesn't like what is reflected back when he thinks of us. Humans can be awful."

"And me?" Myna managed.

"You," the vampire said, "will be feral when you finally get around to unlocking your own cage. I look forward to it, sweet sixteen."

Then, she was gone.

And Myna could taste power on her tongue.

[k1ngtok1]

Mood board for the past week of my life

[somerandomdudelmao]

The fact that the new episode is just titled “Donnie” while all the other names are basically poetry is. A thing.

[carduelism]

[raevulsix]

To be continued.

✨ He about to get beat, ngl. Thanks for my friend Em for helping out with Tech’s Dialogue. ✨

PT 1 | PT 2 |

[oilith]

*like a fucking weathervane

**really depends on the day

[veroinfaciem]

Doing Cora posters

[magentasnail]

drawctober 12 - big

a bit of a weird one, ngl just the past few days I've been thinking of the concept of a guardian angel, and that's what I got

[thefreelanceangel]

[axeldidathing]

Olric's the type of guy to ask you if an outfit makes his butt look big hoping you say yes

[ivory--raven]

Beelzebub might discorporate. There is something horribly wrong with their corporation, a burning aching pain emanating from their chest and taking over everything, ripping them to pieces inside. They can’t sit still on their throne. They’re sure everyone can see them shaking. Dagon drones on, and on, and on. They couldn’t care less about tactic efficacy or whatever they’ve moved onto now.

Furfur shifts. “Lord Beelzebub, if I may-”

“You may not.” Their voice, backed by the buzz of a thousand furious flies, feels weak and thin in their throat. Everything about them is collapsing. “Dagon, continue.” At least the fish demon is predictable.

Where is he? Gabriel, Gabriel, Gabriel, their sweet, silly angel. Something horrible must have happened to him. Something worse than Falling.

If he’d Fallen, devastated as they would have been, angry as they would have been, they would have been there to hold him and pick up the pieces and stitch him back together. A cruel facsimile of the perfect Archangel Gabriel would have been better than no Gabriel at all. At least they can remember him. They can’t get him out of their head, out of their traitorous heart, which at least means he exists. He exists even if all that is left of him is the agony they’re feeling.

All that is left. It’s a horrible thought. What if there is nothing else? What if he’s gone?

[snippit-crickit]

man,,,, im living for tags like these and reading them, it means a lot!! I certainly dont mind thank you:]]

also! Im using pts so, -first i add some noise -then i go into filters>pixelization>crystalise -after that i added a sharpen filter and thats pretty much it, i like the pastel like effect that it gives off:D

[yourtwistedlies]

found these online-. we love dex <3 we need a dex appreciation month. our technopath is always working behind the scenes. dex deserves the world <3 our cinnamon roll. also- apologies in advance, i couldn’t resist the 2nd one.