#less proud of others

[billybabyy]

i'll keep playing that goddamn song (if it keeps you alive.)

mentions of: blood, upside down flashbacks.

author note: this is the first time i’m posting something that i’ve written so please be nice 😅 i’m nervous.

word count: 823.

read on ao3.

goes with this moodboard

June, 1989

Dustin shouldn't be here.

He should be celebrating. With his friends. In Mike Wheelers stupid basement like he and the party have been planning since they were twelve. He should be there, not trudging through the headstones of Roane Hill Cemetery.

His suit looks good, tailored to fit him perfectly and even though it's longer now, Steve still helped him with his hair, just like he did for the Snow Ball of '84, he doesn't care about any of it now though, just counts the rows. 1...2...3...4... Until he finds what he's looking for.

Edward Munson.

Dustin smirks, he'd hate it, can hear Eddie telling him to scrap it off and write something cooler every time he comes here. He runs his fingers over the engraving, it's not even that old but it's mostly eroded away from all the profanities him and Wayne took turns scrubbing off that first summer after. It's clean now though as he leans back against it, fiddling with one of the rings on his fingers.

The intro to Master of Puppets plays for what feels like the 100th time in an hour—which is about the amount of time it took him to work up the nerve to actually walk here. It isn't as loud as it was that night, coming muffled through the shitty black headphones hanging around his neck—they're Eddie's... or they were Eddie's, they broke last month, sound only coming out of one side, Dustin has new ones now, orange ones hanging on a hook in his room, but he needed these ones tonight. The music is almost loud enough to drown out the sound of gurgling blood he still hears in his head... almost.

He turns the volume up a little higher.

"End of passion play, crumbling away, I'm your source of self-destruction."

It startles him, James Hetfield screaming in his ears, he usually restarts the song before he even has a chance too, forgets that there's still another seven minutes and thirty seconds of the song he’s never heard. Eddie never played him the part that comes after, just the intro over and over while he was learning it. Dustin can still hear him talking about how he'd sweettalked the girl behind the counter at the RadioShack to get him a copy early. If the after sounds anything like how he feels right now he doesn't care for it, as far as he's concerned, the after sucks... 

He hits rewind and then play, sparking up the joint he had tucked behind his ear over the first strum of Kirk Hammett's guitar—it's the last of what he could save from Eddie's locker before Principal Higgins had it cleared out, kept it safe all these years, hidden away, special for tonight, doesn't care if it's still good or not. He doesn't cough anymore either, not like the first time, not now that he's used to it, just lets the smoke fill up his lungs and let's the too sharp edges of his mind turn fuzzy.

"Bad—ba..." His voice strains, squeaks and crackles like he's back stumbling through the upside down, ankle broken and throbbing, screaming for Eddie, the sound of bats screeching overhead. He turns the music up a little louder, wipes the clammy sweat from his hands on his fancy slacks and tries again, "Bad news first, right?" The silence of the cemetery tugs at him but he takes it as response enough, "Well, bad news... you weren't there." He blows out a shaky breath, blinks away the tears starting to burn behind his eyes and takes a piece of paper out of his suit jacket—folded, even though his mom told him not too. "Good news," He says, unfolding it, tossing it in front of the tombstone, "Good news, I finally graduated."

Rewind. Play.

Everyone had been there, his mom, Steve, Robin, hell, even Wayne was in the front row, the seat beside him left empty... He stares at it. His diploma, doesn't know why Eddie worked his whole damn life for it, it's just a stupid piece of paper, he thinks.

He leans his head back against the grave, tears rolling steady down his cheeks now, "You should've just ran."

The air in the cemetery seems to change, like something's on the other side of it, listening, feels like it's patting him on the shoulder rather than rustling his hair with the breeze. Or maybe it’s just the weed… making his bones feel like jelly and his eyelids heavy, he's too tired to hit rewind again so he decides to just let the song play, see if there's anything in the after worth listening too. And maybe Eddie's three year old weed still has some kick to it because he thinks that he hears it, something to still keep him playing the song over and over, something to keep him from floating away, something to make the after more bearable, he hears it, between the verses, between the strums of the guitar.

"I love you, man." 

tags: @destroya2005

[badolmen]

People against piracy fail to realize that no, I can’t just ‘buy it.’ They stopped making DVDs and Blu-Rays. They’re barely offering digital copies for download. I am not spending money I could use for food or bills to pay for a subscription service just so I can always have access to a beloved piece of media. Especially not when the service will remove media on a whim without concern for how the loss of access to that piece will make its artistic conservation nigh impossible.

For example, I recently learned that Disney+ had an original film called Crater. It’s scifi, family friendly, and seems cool - I would love to buy it as a holiday gift for my little brother! But: it’s exclusive to D+ and THEY REMOVED IT LITERALLY MONTHS AFTER ITS RELEASE.

The ONLY way I can directly access this film is through piracy. The ONLY available ‘copies’ of this film are hosted on piracy websites. Disney will NEVER release it in theaters, or as something to buy, and it may NEVER return to the streaming service. It will be LOST because we aren’t allowed to purchase it for personal viewing. If I can’t pay to own it, I won’t pay for the privilege of losing it when corporate decides to put it in a vault.

So yes, I’m going to pirate and support piracy.

[mashollings]

CHELL

[turtleblogatlast]

I love Raph and haven’t said that enough so to be more specific I love that Raph is a soft boy who loves bear plushies, a gross boy who eats an assortment of things that are definitely better left alone, a smart boy who is more than capable of taking down villains through planning and fortitude alike, a strong boy who is dedicated to training his muscles and fighting prowess, a teenage boy who loves his brothers but is more than happy to tease and roughhouse with them, an angry boy who sometimes lets his anger take a hold of him to cover the fear, a gentle boy who is generous with hugs and affirmations to those he loves, a capable boy who takes on more than should ever be expected of a teenager, a good boy who just wants to be a hero and slowly comes to realize the cost of that duty, a good boy who has no reservations about putting himself in the way of harm coming to his family, a good boy who’s a great brother and son and person and deserves only the best the world has to offer.

[miahasahardname]

finds character i relate to immensely, immediately starts projecting

[imerian]

Aaaaand i decided to post more of my f1 crafts here so here landoscar edition (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Onse again photo without doodles under cut and some rambling in tags

[kangals]

collie squad 😎

had a fun day with @ipushedtimmyinthewell and river and riley! we went to a lure course fun run first - stellina was very uninterested and just wanted to sniff around the grass, but kep was all for it! he chased it around for a few minutes before he got tired, it was very cute. we finished it up with a nice hike and now my two are passed tf out.

[nafohcnis]

heres jedtavius trolls i made a WHILE AGO. the second one i did just now cuz.. i dont like posting things with just one picture.

I might redesign the octavius troll cause i like variation but i also like the idea of a pegasus troll...

[soulless-bex]

nico di angelo finds a recently revived jason todd, helps him recover from not being dead anymore and brings him to camp half blood when it becomes obvious he’s a demigod. and so begins the game of Who Is That Child’s Godly Parent?

some think it’s athena because he’s clearly smart and well versed in strategy

some others think it’s ares after seeing him fight

hermes cabin is convinced he’s one of theirs because the guy is one hell of a thief

turns out it was dionysus all along. jason knew since day one of course. he just inherited the dramatics from his dad, amongst other things, and wanted to see what would happen

[kibbits]

--And this is why you don't dismount from a moving horse face-first, even if you are hard-headed!

Hi yes hello! @castercassette​ ‘s cowboy au is really good and I love the movement in their art so much!!!

Started sketching a couple of scenes from the first chapter when it came out, put it to the side for inktober, but then I decided to come back finish one of the scenes in ink! It was fun and a great excuse to do slapstick poses~

[laugtherhyena]

You guys should know i sketched this imediately after that pride month shitpost

[youngpettyqueen]

I wish Julian and Martok would interact more cause I think they could have the funniest possible dynamic. they spent 5 weeks together in a Jem'Hadar prison I just know they have a friendship that looks fucking INSANE from the outside looking in

[improvised-finish]

Looks like Lehon'a's got it maid!

Is it a series of bets gone awry? Perhaps an AU where Lehon'a opens a maid cafe? Maybe just the trio's idea of a fun Friday night? Whatever the reason, these three maids are at your service!

Had a brain blast while at work yesterday that it was maid day and that I wanted to pose something with the trio, but I was out pretty late so by the time I finished, it was technically about an hour after midnight. I wasn't going to not post it just on a technicality so here it is! Enjoy~

[the-sparkling-diamond-satine]

WIP Title Ask Game

I was tagged by @boleynecklace (thank you!!)

Prompt: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Moulin Rouge!:

Too small to remember/too precious to forget

t4t

don't

"Come with me, to the stars!"

moments of tenderness

oral fixation

Hadestown time loop

Pregnancy/kid!fic

safe

in her sleep

nightmares

non-binary Satine

Phone sex line

Coffee Shop AU

Fairy tale doesn't work

Broken mirror

Cat

Map of her

Theatre AU

Elevator - piano teacher and porn star

memento mori

Lush

5 moments when it wasn't safe to be himself (and 5 when it was)

Next Time Around

BtVS:

Fuffy s3 haircut

Fuffy Killed by Death

Fuffy Fairy Tale

Transmasc Buffy/Faith gonna be my Spring Awakening

BuffyAnya and BuffyJenny

ASOUE:

1. Quigley + Sunny

2. Klaus goes to book 5 alone

3. Trading places

I am tagging @falsestardust @juanabaloo @ashleyslorens @twelverriver @gingerpeachtea @franniebridgertons @ven10 @all-seeing-ifer @quillbard @coraniaid @jennycalendar @explosionshark and anyone else who wants to play!

[Sorry BtVS and ASOUE fans, all I really wanna talk about rn is MR! so while I do have more WIP's than that, I just grabbed you a couple. You don't have to send me an ask if you don't care about MR! mostly I was just tagging you so you can play the game if wanted!]

[eruverse]

Someday I will write 90s Amerus fic. That day isn’t now (biggest writing block rn), but someday. Many of the 90s fics in the English fandom are too incorrect in my opinion when it comes to historical contexts — and I know why, but it is 😄 grating

[averlym]

" just...come here. just sit here with me" (...that one scene from princess momonoke, click for better resolution)