#no way

[savaralyn2]

[jahdenexists]

They need to be BIGGER..

Kaspers Design by @unoriginal-and-dumb

[emrys-rusts]

A simple digital painting of our collective wife

@cryptile is for you :]♡ thank you for all your cool aah smartie art advice and encouragement

[eddies-house]

TW: mentions of bad mental health

im imagining eddie being absolutley taken back when he finds out how people have previously treated you resulting in hesitation when being vulnerable with him.

and he's been through some shit, he's not exactly one to be voluntarily vulnerable either but with the tables turned it's like a moment of oh. like you're hiding from him, muddling your own emotions as a means to keep the peace.

he realizes that coming in strong, asking "what's wrong?" almost too oboxiously like he's previously done, only chases you further into your mind, it only insinuates that there are consquences if you were to answer so rather than being met with honesty, it's always "nothing" followed by forced smiles and sucked back tears that he's regrettably brushed off in those moments, trying to keep you comfortable. but while his intention to ease your chaotic mind by simply moving on had no ill intent, he soon recognizes the harm its caused and the pattern he's assisted in creating.

realizes he takes it far too personal when you shut down on those particularily bad days, thinks it's cause of him, only to contribute to the self destruction taking place in your mind when he continuously begs the questions "what's wrong?" "what do you want me to do?" "what can I do?" "come on, tell me what's wrong". he never understood that he was never the issue but he quickly made himself into one by nearly berating and prodding you with his questions. and then one day he sees it. sees the way your eyes go dull when he asks.

sees the front you put on, "everything's okay" while your lip wobbles. he doesn't take it personal this time, there's nothing distracting him from the obvious signs, the symptoms of broken hearted individual struggling to keep up despite the aches and pains that linger within. its a heartbreak he's so familiar with yet seems to be so blind to in others, thinking he's the only one to experience it, not selfishly but hopefully. so he straightens up and silently tells himself to quit all of his bitching because this is bigger than him, it's not because of him. you need him and he's been too insecure to think that maybe words aren't required, not by you anyway. there is no quick fix, no remedy to just stop the pain like popping an ibprofen or slapping on a bandaid, it just is. raw pain and vulnerability that should be allowed to be felt, not cured.

so this time, he recognizes the wall you put up, just like every other time though it was previously ignored. before he can even say anything, he knows you're anticipating his bombarding questions that have no answer. sees the way you tense up, the slight panic in the way your fingers tremble at the prospect of being figured out. except this time he speaks softly, a shake in his voice because he's terrifed to scare you off once again. says "i love you" then gently wraps you up in his arms, provides a barrier between you and the world you're at war with.

holds you on the kitchen floor, face pressed to his chest with a mixture of tears and snot.

runs his fingers down your spine delicately.

whispers "it's okay" when he knows it is in fact not, only hoping you're able to decipher that he means it's okay that you're not okay, it's okay that it's 1AM and while the world is asleep you're both tangled up on top of crumbs and possible neglected coffee stains

apologizes.

because for all those times you've coaxed him through an unwarranted episode, he's been neglecting you at your worst. not on purpose but it's neglect nontheless. and he knows all about it.

sings under his breath when the sobs have stopped wreaking havoc on your body. quiet hums of a familiar song, you are my sunshine.

tucks you into bed, makes you a late night snack cause he knows your appetite fails you in times like these, kisses your forehead and threads his fingers through your hair.

he's not perfect nor has he ever desired being held to such a high standard. but for you he wants to try.

[laazytoaster]

Eepy

[kithtaehyung]

is that a… that’s a—

[adjaher]

[nemfrog]

No. How to use Florence knitting silk. 1886. "Bead initials for crocheted silk purses." 1886.

Internet Archive

[artiststarme]

Robin having the biggest crush on Nancy, especially after seeing her with the sawed off shotgun, and not making any moves even after she comes out to her as bi. Because Robin knows that Nancy broke Steve’s heart and his trust. It was her that had to rebuild it and show him that he wasn’t a disappointment to everyone, that some people would stick around without hurting him or putting him down.

Even when Nancy starts flirting with her and Steve tells Robin to make her move. Even when ignoring Nancy’s advances means she will be the only single one in the group, Robin holds strong. The bro code wasn’t just made for straight dudes after all.

Robin would much rather third-wheel Steve and Eddie on all of their dates. Watch them get all ooey-gooey and mushy with each other until it makes her want to puke. She’d find the girl of her dreams eventually and it wouldn’t be a girl that hurt her other half. It wouldn’t be Vickie or Nancy but someone that would love Steve as much as she does. Until then, she would deal with the excess testosterone and boy smell just as long as she could see Steve and Eddie happy together. (And having her third-wheel with them kept them having fun and enjoying themselves too).

[crispywisp]

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[tunguszka20]

Odysseus, while slaughtering the suitors: You must think that I'm crazy, you wanna replace me? Baby, there's n-n-n-n-n-n-no way

[boredth]

Can we have Cyberwick holding the Malorian Arms with Johnny in the back going, “That’s not how you reload it, dumbass!”

V is not risking it

[jaubaius]

Merry Christmas everyone!

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[seizethegay420]

[justn0t]

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[island-in-the-shadows]

Me here realising that Oliver was born 9 months after Felix. You know, 9 months...as if he had been made and born for Felix. Because he just never existed in a world without Felix...until his 20th birthday.

You know...girly things that make you want to die.