#going insane currently

[20doozers]

OH MY FUCKING GOD.

I’m so bored rn

Bouta claw my skin off

Or just take a nap

Either way I’m loosing it over here.

[jcforsapphics]

babes wake up

[nonbinaryyue]

Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Lucy Carlyle & Anthony Lockwood Characters: Lucy Carlyle, Anthony Lockwood Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, Minor Lucy Carlyle/Anthony Lockwood, Post-Canon, Nightmares, Hurt/Comfort, Trauma, these kids need therapy so bad, like i love them but PLEASE figure your lives out babes, no beta we die like norrie (sorry) Word Count: 1978

Summary:

Lucy stumbled down the stairs, heart racing and head pounding. Number 35 Portland Row was silent, unlike her mind, which was still reeling from the screams of her nightmare. Child after child had screamed her name, begging her to save them, grabbing her with clammy, cold hands as they had died brutally from ghosts and criminals. As she had scrambled away from them, she’d been faced with her friends, standing in a half-circle around her, their eyes dead. Their pale, blue-tinted faces lingered in her mind. She clutched the handrail, leaning heavily against it as she half-fell down the last three steps. Maybe she wasn’t doing enough. Maybe there was more she could do. Maybe, if she just tried harder, nobody else would have to die. She could save everyone.

After taking in a few steadying breaths at the bottom of the stairs to calm her trembling body, Lucy pushed into the kitchen. She flicked on the lamp, and turned to the room to find Lockwood sitting with his feet in fuzzy slippers up on the table.

“Hell,” Lucy swore, hand flying to her chest. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

Lockwood raised an eyebrow slowly. “Not particularly. My intention is to prevent one.”

[bronyalexkralie]

hello?????

[clingyduoapologist]

Guys this may come as a shock but I kinda really love clingyduo

[villanelleskiss]

scream 1, 4, 6 > 2, 3, 5

[meatjake]

makes a little compilation of the crane wives lyrics that r jake/grandpa harley core

[dearbraus]

[mobydyke]

[sexting] no live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

[flambo19]

Furina during the trials when she gets the audience's favour

[sandinabottle]

Nightmare and Dream human designs because; yeah. B) felt like it. it was supposed to be just a sketch at first so I could get my ideas down but oh well ig

yellow

[mindstriker]

i really wish more people would get into Scarecrow as a character outside of the "hot" iteration of him cillian murphy played in Batman Begins because honestly he's such a nothing character there. he's really just Ra'as' 5-minute-screentime-having lackey, but he's magnetic because come on. it's cillian murphy.

i just want to grab people by the hand and gently guide them over to all the other delightful interpretations of him. look, guys. he's from georgia. he has religious trauma of the evangelical-adjacent variety so heinous it would make catholic guilt look like the greener grass on the other side of the fence. he once drugged batman just to follow him around on patrol while he hallucinated all night to psychoanalyze him and attempt to convince him to retire. he also once made him chamomile tea. he may or may not have changed his own last name to crane in reference to the fact that he was bullied in school by being compared to ichabod crane. because he was built like a skellington. sometimes he just has a gun and uses this in place of his typical fear toxin gimmick. in one iteration he gets fired from being a university professor for firing a gun in the classroom to prove a point. he generally tends to condescend towards everyone, but seems to get along with fucking harley quinn of all people specifically despite the fact that you'd think her positive attitude would give him a hernia. he's an absolutely batshit individual. he's shockingly self-aware and chooses to be terrible despite being aware of how terrible he is. he thinks he's batman's therapist. please i am begg in g y ou i know his glittery blue eyes and submissive attitude in batman begins are appealing but please there's so much to love here i beg of you look at him

[emile-the-side-blog]

How I've been for the past week

[cherrymoon-13]

[CAR CRASH] [BUILDINGS FALLING] “GOOD GOD” [EXPLOSION] [BABY CRYING] “WAAAAH WAAAAAH” [YELLING] “SHUT THAT DAMN BABY UP” [POLICE SIRENS] WEE WOO WEE WOO [HELICOPTERS AND NEWS TRUCKS] “... WE’RE REPORTING LIVE FROM THE SCENE-“ [BANG] “MY LEG... MY LEG...”

[moderndaypandora]

The LAYERS needed in a modern/human Dreamling au.  Some level of Endless family dysfunction, obviously.  Hob's family can be be dead or not, it's all good. Are they old enough to have individually gained the awareness they are off-puttingly intense and should hide it a bit at first, or still in that "no, why would I need to Elsa this" stage?

Option A is both of them trying to play it cool, like "don't scare him off" except they so badly want to go from zero to sixty.

(Death and Desire have ruthlessly drilled Dream with flashcards about how to react appropriately in situations.

Desire: it's your one-month anniversary, what do you do?

Dream: [hesitantly] NOT propose?

Desire and Death, conferring, because that's technically correct but the delivery was suspect.

Death, encouragingly: Good start. And?


Dream: a nice dinner and maybe a walk?

Desire: well done!

Death: and for a three-month anniversary?


Dream: give them a key to my flat.

Desire: [airhorn] NO. RED CARD.)

Option B makes them the classic anecdotal "my grandparents got engaged within seven days of meeting each other and still are happy together".

(Death, rubbing her temples: so you met this guy--

Dream: Hob

Death: -- Hob, and within 1 day you gave notice to the Registrar's Office and figured out the best day to get married. And Hob agreed to this?

Dream: NO.

Death: oh thank go-

Dream: Hob SUGGESTED this.

Death: . . .

Dream: are you going to be a witness or not?

Death, 29 days later in the Registrar's Office, to Hob's witness: Is he sane?

Johanna Constantine, drinking heavily from a large flask: unfortunately yes, by all legal definitions.

Death: fuck

Johanna: [passing the flask over] if your brother's even a tenth as intense as Hob, they'll be fine. Probably.

Death, brightening: Is Hob that bad?


Johanna: You know how sometimes you meet somebody and think "oof, they're a bit much, best give them a wide berth"?


Death: yeah.

Johanna: Hob's like a camouflaged hole in the ground of muchness. Except he's done the hole up all nice and he knows that sometimes you just want to be left alone in the hole to sulk and rattle the spikes for a bit, and occasionally get a F&M hamper tossed in.

Death: [hmmmmmmm'ing approvingly]

Johanna, morose: the bastard.

In the background, Hob and Dream are pressing their foreheads together and basking in each other's presence)

[tragedydenji]

No joke all i need is the manga to include a panel of them sitting in an amusement park together eating crepes. I dont need explicit confirmation, just let them have their amusement park date and show it. PLEASE im on my knees.