#anyways im really sorry

[hoteadepresso]

okay so we know Noah said that “Wills story ends beautifully”, so we can be pretty certain that Will isn’t dying, and neither is Mike

but indulge my angst loving ass and picture me this

they all get ready for the final showdown, months of training and anxiety finally coming down to this. will has trained with el and was able to begin controlling his powers. he’s not exactly fully confident and skilled, but it’s enough to give everyone hope. their time has run out, its time to be ready.

so the night before its time to venture into the upside down and finish it once and for all, they make a bonfire by the cabin, one last night all together before it’s time to risk everything and fight for everything and everyone they love. they all huddle in groups and pairs, talking quietly, laughing and enjoying themselves despite the grim reality they need to face soon. jonathan is playing music on his radio he dragged out into the woods, thankfully there’s still electricity in the cabin.

mike and will exchange soft glances and slight, “accidental” hand brushes as they listen to dustin ramble. they have been constantly tiptoeing around each other throughout past few months, sharing emotionally loaded moments and slowly becoming as joined at the hip as they used to be when they were kids. mike has been there to soothe will through his nightmares, which got more awful the more vecna regained his strength, and will has been there to ground mike whenever his anxiety and overthinking got the best of him.

so they shift a bit closer, their arms brushing together, and Will slowly lets his head fall on mike’s arm, his eyes closing. mike’s heart is about to burst in his chest as he allows himself to turn his own head slightly, his nose almost brushing wills hair.

and then heroes by david bowie begin playing in the background, and mike finally manages to get it together, and he stands up and pulls will by the hand into the cabin. will follows him without any objections, even though he’s surprised, and when mike closes the door behind them there’s only a soft glow of the bonfire illuminating the cabin, enough for them to see each other’s faces clearly, but not enough to break the intimacy of the moment.

‘dance with me?’ mike asks, his heart in his throat, throwing the caution out the window because they might not live to see another night like this, and grabs wills hands gently when the other boy nods silently, surprise clear in his bright green eyes, cheeks flushed.

and they sway awkwardly, because none of them is much of a dancer, but when mike twirls him twice with a silly focused expression on his face and will laughs, whole face lighting up, mike cant help but stare at him, tender, longing smile on his face, eyebrows scrunching slightly, and he moves closer, his hands finding wills face, fingers sliding into his hair gently, and he roams wills face with a searching look

will blinks up at him slowly, his lips parting slightly and he grabs the collar of mikes jacket, standing on his tiptoes to press his lips against mike’s, who instantly brings one arm around wills waist to pull him closer.

the kiss is gentle, but there’s a sense of desperation, they both want to imprint it in their brains, to stay there and never stop kissing, as if it could make the looming doom disappear

they pull away after some time, and mike lets out a long, shaky sigh

‘will I-‘

‘no.’ will interrupts, his eyes misted over with tears, as he presses their foreheads together ‘you can tell me when it’s all over’

mike nods slowly, his eyes never leaving wills. they remain glued to each other for the rest of the night, hands clasped together between each other in the soft glow of the fire, not exactly caring that much if their friends, their family notice

and when the day comes, they both push on with a newfound strength, something to fight for even more ferociously than before.

will and el join their forces and after a long, exhausting battle they manage to end vecna once and for all, protecting their loved ones.

and when will turns with s bright smile to look into mike’s eyes, ready to run into his arms, to scream that they won together, his body goes cold when he sees a long, sharp tendril piercing through mikes back right through his chest. one, final evil act of the dying monster.

mike’s face is still lit up in relief, as if he didn’t yet realise his chest was rapidly oozing blood, a soft smile on his lips as he looks at will, before dropping as he starts coughing up blood, the lips that made wills dreams come true last night now stained crimson.

the tendril rips out of the boys chest and he falls to his knees, as everyone snaps out of their shock and screams echo in the wasteland they’re in.

will is by mikes side in seconds, grabbing at him helplessly as his best friend, the boy he loves, falls into his lap, violent, bloody coughs shaking his body as he stared desperately in wills eyes. the deep, dark eyes he loved so much were filled with fear, tears glazing them over, as mike grabbed wills arm tightly.

‘w-will…’

will tries to silence him, nonsense reassurances spilling from his mouth as he sobbed, vaguely aware of nancy pressing her shaking hands against the gaping wound in mikes chest, desperately trying to stop the bleeding as sobs wracked her body.

‘I…’ more blood spilling from his mouth ‘lo—‘

he coughs again, gruesome gurgling sound erupting from his throat as he stilled slowly, his hand dropping from wills arm. his eyes remained aware for a few more seconds, staring desperately at will, before the light behind them went out.

everything is drowned out by wills screams, as he desperately tries to push his head against mike’s heart, as if he could will it to beat again.

his heart.

[james-p-sullivan]

the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????

i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.

so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.

[chloesimaginationthings]

This could be a kart if FLAF wasn't fucking around..

[newttxt]

lulaw bodyswap (or, the exquisite humiliation of trafalgar law) for @strawhattery's birthday!

bonus: the original toilet humor gag that ended up on the chopping block

[clouvu]

Cooking up an older Clervie outfit design so I don't have to keep drawing her looking like her child self but Long

[introspectivememories]

was it casual when i sat in your lap in public? was it casual when i said "recently my heart is crying because you're leaving"? was it casual when we decided how your last name would fit with mine? ("yuki tsunoda-gasly" / "no tsunoda, only gasly" / "yuki gasly?") was it casual when we sang adele's "someone like you" together at your going away party? was it casual when i knew it was you just by touching your ass? was it casual when i knew it was you by smell alone? was it casual when "will you miss me?" / "for 2-3 minutes maybe" / "i'll take that. even if it's just 2-3 minutes, i'll take that"? was it casual when that bus was completely empty and we still sat right next to each other, all the way in the back? was it casual when i picked you up multiple times so you could dunk a basketball? was it casual when i begged to come over to your house multiple time and then you finally let me and we cooked fried rice together? was it casual when we played christmas twister together and i said "your big eggplant is touching my ass"? was it casual when we were pressed up against each other on a scooter going two miles per hour? was it casual when-

[medicalunprofessional]

sorry guys they finally showed me peak fiction . Its called “phantom of the paradise”

[karoochui]

Tw for just slight blood

also Help Wanted 2 DCA spoilers maybe

How have i never drawn Vanessa before also Sun in Help Wanted 2. Heart eyes. He was crazy for all of that

[the-phantom-peach]

Meeting the Light Dragon ✨🐉

[tagged as spoilers!]

[cheerioskid]

anyone up for pretty women

[hoshiina]

pairing: hoshina soushirou x gn!reader (no prns)

summary: in which he realizes you were the one for him

warnings: none i think !

wc: 1100

Hoshina wasn't a player. He wasn't one to say yes to everyone who came his way nor was he one to lightly pursue just about anyone who slightly interested him— not to mention he didn’t fall easily to begin with. He was a busy man in a dangerous line of work so having a relationship simply didn’t make sense most of the time.

However, this is not to say he hasn’t had a few relationships here and there. He loved those he dated, he really did. He did not believe in dating for the fun of it nor did he believe in starting a relationship he knew would end at some point, but subconsciously he tried not to get attached. He kept his distance and locked away his heart to keep from getting hurt. Was it unfair? Well yes, but he was scared. Everyone has something that terrifies them greatly, this just so happened to be Hoshina’s.

Yet, recently he could tell that something was different with you. It had only been a few months since you started dating, but he feared the shift in his feelings. He knew what it was— he knew very well, but as soon as he admitted it, it would be over. There’d be no going back for him. He knew he was being rather irrational, he knew that if he sat down and confronted these emotions he’d realize they weren’t that big of a deal, but he couldn’t. He’s never been able to.

However, while fighting this kaiju, it became plain obvious that he was simply in denial. 

It upset him how important you were to him, but more than that it upset him that he knew he was important to you. You had made it so painfully clear that he meant the absolute world to you and that broke him to pieces every single time.

To him it was easy being alone— he just had to make sure his job was complete before he died. If he could ensure everyone’s safety or at least help Mina out, there was nothing more he wished for. Yet while fighting Kaiju no. 10 today, when he saw his life flash before his eyes, his immediate thought was of you. If he died you’d cry. And that alone was going to get him home alive.

He’d rather die than make you cry. Especially not alone.

As he stood up again, he could see his blood dripping from his wounds and immediately it made him chuckle. You’d cry anyways when you see the state he’s in. 

I’ll have to be around to wipe your tears at least, he said to you in his head.

He was incredibly lucky that you didn’t work on the battlefield, his heart simply would not be able to take it. But he did, and for you he’d have to get home safe. Even if no one else cared that much, not even himself, he knew you would.

All of a sudden, it was easy to admit. He was hopelessly in love with you, in a way he didn't know he was capable of. He wished that he would spend the rest of his life with you and he hoped you would spend the rest of yours with him. Perhaps he was just afraid and a little flustered to admit that he was important to someone, especially someone special to him too. He had seen how painful it was for those left behind, a little too often. 

But there was an easy solution to that, he’d just get back to you safe every time. He just won’t make you worry and he’ll be there for you. This was supposed to be a dilemma, something he thought he'd stress over, but in the moment he felt eerily relaxed, definitely not like he was fighting an identified grade kaiju. The rest of the fight was a blur, he couldn't remember much. His head was clear but the fatigue had taken over at that point, but before he knew it, the kaiju laid in front of him still.

He was faintly conscious as they rushed him into an ambulance and patched him up. Once he was properly treated and awake, they had warned him to stay put and take it easy, but all he wanted to do was see you.

As soon as he left his assigned room, he immediately bumped into you. You had been waiting to be let in to see him. You took one look at the way he was patched up and tears welled into your eyes. He could tell you didn't mean to, you didn't want to worry him.

“Please don't cry,” he said softly, wiping your tears away. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of you. “I'm perfectly fine.”

“I'm not crying,” you said with a scowl on your face, but the way your voice cracked was not very convincing. “I'm so glad you're back.”

“Can't live without me?” he teased. He knew you couldn't live without him, but he couldn't either. Yet, now he even hated the thought of you living without him, let alone with someone else, so here he was. And here he always will be.

“Shut up,” you said. “You know I can't.”

He knew, but hearing you say that still made his heart flutter. He reached out with his right hand to grab your left and held it carefully. He leaned in to kiss you, but it was so much sloppier than the careful ones he usually gave you. Forgive him, he was terribly exhausted.

“I can't either,” he said, snuggling his face into your shoulder.

“You can't?” you asked, a little surprised. It broke his heart that he had possibly made you feel such way.

“Not for a second,” he said, still avoiding eye contact. “I'd rather die than wake up without you next to me, actually.”

You wouldn’t reply, so he brought his head back up to look at you.

“Oh, don't cry,” he said and chuckled a little, wiping your tears away as he kissed you again. “I didn't mean to make you cry.”

He hadn't let go of your hand and although he was gentle, he held it firmly. He didn't say anything, but he vowed to himself that he'd put a ring on it someday. He wasn't letting go of you ever.

You were the one for him.

[girlboyburger]

i was extremely sleep deprived yesterday when i discovered the dragon survival mod which was LIFE CHANGING when you're on three hours of sleep so of course i made a whole custom forest dragon texture in one day about it. and. just for fun, some concept art i made for it:

[collophora]

Do yourself a favor and go read the entire fanfic work of @fanfoolishness

(In order: Under sun and shade, Blind Side, and Breathless (patching up is one of my fav too, I just had no cool sketch idea for it)

[sbeana]

the pool scene

[abstractfrog]

SILVER BLAZE PART THREE - happy jonkday everyone. one of these days i'll draw a scene that doesn't take place at night

[splankie]

is blowing up a volcano after ur first kiss couple goals