#thank you kait

[torchickentacos]

u stink

GUYS I'M GETTING HATE MAIL FOR REAL THIS TIME /j

[ghosthoodie]

THANK YOU FOR 2K!!!

to celebrate, i’ll be holding a DTIYS (draw this in your style)!! if you don’t know what that is, in this instance you take this picture and draw it with your interpretation in your own style! :D

how to participate UNDER THE CUT! ~💖

TO ENTER, please just be following me and reblog this post! you don't have to enter if you just want to reblog! :)

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YOU CAN CHANGE their outfit, their makeup and their hairstyle! but please don't change the pose or any major characteristics such as body type, face/head features and skin tone.

there is NO skill minimum and NO judgement, if you want to enter please just enter! i'll be reblogging every post and i would love to give you some nice comments :)

THE DEADLINE is a month from now, October 21st at 11:59 PM EST.

PRIZES? it's more likely than you think!

i'll be picking 3 pieces i like the most to give a chibi fullbody of a character of their choice! this does not always mean the most skilled pieces!! so don't be intimidated!! ;D

i may have a slow turnaround time since i'm a student, so please be patient with me!

prize examples here and here!

if you have any questions send me an ask! :)

HAPPY DRAWING & THANK YOU FOR YOUR INTEREST!!! <3

[marshmallowprotection]

How I love Saeran's growth during his After Ending. In the chat "Saeran is here" is one of the many parts of the story where he shows the player what he really feels and what he wants for himself. I don't know how people still think he ends up stuck being totally dependent on MC.

If we go for the good ending and people say he's still dependent... If you ask me, I don't believe for a second that Saeran would have turned away from MC's side and neither would he have done what he did to confront Rika, V and the PM at the end.

I get so exhausted and upset with people who think that Saeran/MC is an unhealthy, codependent relationship because they are not written to be that way.

V/Rika are written to be that way, and Saeran/MC are the narrative foil to them. There's a difference between a partnership and confiding in your partner about your choices and making decisions in your relationship unilaterally one way or another.

Saeran confides in MC and talks to them because he wants to know what to do going forward, but he doesn't base all his decisions off of MC. Speaking to MC helps him speak aloud what he's thinking and feeling so he can better figure out what he wants to do. They talk all of their feelings out. You can't force Saeran to think or do things he doesn't want to do unless you're in a Bad Ending, but to be in a Bad Ending where Saeran does everything for you means that you made the decision to choose the unhealthy options.

Do you know how many times you affirm Saeran's autonomy in this game? Do you know who many times Saeran affirms his autonomy in this game?

MC tells Rika to fuck off in this phone call. "I won't do something that goes against what Saeran wants. I understand what he wants and he wants his autonomy back. I won't make him a tool for me." Meaning... you will not get the Savior Saeran ending which is only possible for a player who ignores his wishes and selfishly decides to do what they want.

Once again, you tell Rika to fuck off because you're not going to hand Saeran over to her so she can continue to abuse and manipulate him for Mint Eye's gain.

Saeran affirms that he will be nobody's tool going forward and he means it. The chatroom you shared goes back to Day 10 when those words are spoken. He will not allow anyone to push him around in his life, nobody, and that means you, too. He loves and adores you, but I know in my heart he understands his value. If you treated him as less than, he wouldn't hesitate to tell you that. He will not be treated like a pile of dirt beneath someone's foot ever again.

WHAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND IS HOW PEOPLE KEEP SAYING THIS WHEN THIS CHATROOM EXISTS ON DAY 1 OF THE RAE. DOES NOBODY UNDERSTAND THE WORD NARRATIVE FOILS?

In any narrative, a foil is a character who contrasts with another character, typically, a character who contrasts with the protagonist, in order to better highlight or differentiate certain qualities of the protagonist. A foil to the protagonist may also be the antagonist of the plot. A foil usually either differs dramatically or is an extreme comparison that is made to contrast a difference between two things.

GO READ THIS POST I WROTE YESTERDAY.

[stevebabey]

ruby hi!!! massive congrats on your milestone, i can't think of anyone more deserving of love than you my dear <33 i'm loving the sights and scenes of hawkins so far, may i request a trip down to lover's lake ❤️‍🔥 "i've had a terrible day at work so just kiss me" from list five with mr loverboy steve harrington? thank you so much love uu and congrats again!!

KAIT HI!!!!! i'm so glad ur enjoying hawkins m'dear and lover's lake with mr. steve harrington? that one's a dreamboat you're a lucky lady hehe <3 thank u thank u im literally giving u a big KISS rn ur so nice to me- i really hope u like this ! i manipulated the prompt a bit & omg accidentally used loverboy u got into my head this so is written for u

Robin's been keeping count of how many times Keith will ask Steve, in a single shift, to re-organise the front display due to inadequacy. That's the word Keith uses. Says it in that terrible drawl in his throat and with those lifeless eyes that don't seem to care when Steve's eye twitches after he's been asked for the third time.

Steve seriously thinks about kicking the entire display to shit.

He nearly does, just to stick it to Keith and permanently his cheeto-dusted fingertips and greasy mop for hair. God, Keith brings out the worst in him. Steve's honestly just stalling at this point, considering he's got about 15 minutes left of this shift. He busies his hands. Doesn't give the perpetually lurking Keith a chance to drag him into some other mindless job.

The 15 minutes crawl by. He's shrugging off his vest 2 mins out, specifically avoiding Keith's gaze as he maneuvers into the break room quickly.

"You're not finished yet, Harrington!" Keith's grating voice follows him in. Steve doesn't let it phase him, gathering his personal items from the employee room without a pause. He can sense Keith behind him in the doorway like a fucking vampire, some villainous presence hovering nearby.

"I could write you up for that, you know that." A crispy crunch. He's still snacking, even as he berates Steve in that bored tone; Steve wonders if today's the day to pick this fight with him. Really considers it. He ends up just clenching his jaw and watching the clock as it ticks over into sweet, sweet free time.

"Sure, Keith. Whatever you say." He grinds out, not even attempting pleasantries. There's a tight smile on his face but it might be a grimace for all Steve cares. He pushes past him and heads for the door.

"Hey Buckley," There it is again, that drawl that drives Steve nuts. "Can you check the front display? Undoubtedly, your Neanderthal friend will have found a way to mess it up and I'm not staying behind to fix it again."

Steve doesn't need to know what Neanderthal means to know when someone's calling him an idiot. He catches the start of Robin's furious glare, whipping towards her manager, but it disappears from view as he pushes out the door. Too hard. It slams against its hinges with a bang.

The steps rush up to meet his feet as he dashes down them. It's all muscle memory, opening the car door, turning the ignition, reversing out of the Family Video parking lot. The road gets swallowed beneath the car as he drives, a titch too fast than the speed limit warrants. Doesn't matter, Steve knows there's a remedy for his bad mood waiting at home.

You're in the kitchen when he gets in the door. He can tell from your shoes, left strewn halfway across the hall and outside the door to the kitchen, like you'd remembered to take them off at the last second. He toes them to the side with a small smile.

You must be in the middle of fixing a cup of something as there's something in your hand that tinks! gently, a teaspoon against porcelain.

Steve leans against the door frame and drinks his fill of love. Watching you be content as ever in his home, haloed in the setting sunlight through the windows, is a special sort of soothe on his soul. He's not sure he'll ever get used to it; or that he wants to.

Steve takes a breath in, thinks back to when you said love? well, love smells like your shampoo to me once, and thinks now that love must smell like the hot chocolate cradled in your hands. Love smells like you in the kitchen, waiting for him to come home.

You turn, catching sight of him. "Steve!"

His chest turns that bit lighter at your excited voice. He smiles and it comes easy. "Hi, sweetheart."

You cross the room to him, abandoning your steaming mug and Steve's arms are already open by the time you reach him. You slide up onto your toes, arms circling his neck, and you're pleasantly surprised when Steve ducks down and buries himself in your neck, his arms around your waist.

"Missed you," He mumbles and releases a sigh. His arms tighten, pulling you closer.

"Missed you too, Steve." You tell him truthfully, running your hand over the back of his head soothingly. You're like a balm to scorched skin, any fleeting bad feelings scampering at your reassuring touches. "Everything okay?"

Steve dredges his head out of his hiding place, staying close. His nose nuzzles against the length of your own, his eyes tired and affectionate.

"Mm." is the non-committal answer he gives you. He presses forward, lips seeking yours but you dodge them and give him a little frown.

"Everything okay?" You check, repeating the question. Steve can't be mad at your insistence, even though you're depriving him of kisses at the current moment. His thumb swipes along your ribcage impatiently.

"I've just... had a terrible day at work," he admits with a sigh. "So, just kiss me? Please."

And how could deny such a sweet request like that? Not when he sounds like your kisses could cure all his ails, could make any bad day a good one.

"Of course, loverboy," you breathe with a grin, eyes searching his face for the usual blush that arises at the pet name. He doesn't disappoint. Cheeks pink and lips even pinker, you tighten your arms around his neck and kiss him warmly. Steve gleefully tastes chocolate on your lips.

"Any time," you murmur when you pull back, and you mean it. Steve takes you up on that without a moment's hesitation.

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[katsu28]

🍭 lollipop could u do 31. (sudden spells of dizziness disturbing their day) from list 5 for steve pls? ty 🫶

ofc love!! thank you for requesting <3

steve harrington x reader, 1k, mentions of injury but nothing specific

Steve didn’t regret having the everlasting shit beat out of him more times than, since he was doing it to protect the people he loved (and the entirety of Hawkins), but goddamnit if it didn’t fuck him up in all sorts of ways. Mentally and emotionally, yes, but the worst one was how it messed with him physically.

Because of how many times he’d had his bell rung, he could barely hear out of his left ear and see out of his left eye, his head and whole body hurt to no end all the damn time, and more recently (more frustratingly too), he began having dizzy spells. 

He didn’t tell anyone at first, not even you, having been rather accustomed to dealing with his problems on his own, but the more frequent they came along, the harder it was for him to hide them. 

Fast forward to now, Steve’s dizzy spells were the worst they’d ever been. Maybe it was from a lack of sleep lately, or he hadn’t been drinking enough water, he didn’t know, but the room started spinning every single time he’d stood up so far today. He’d managed to keep the first few under wraps, but he was getting increasingly frustrated. 

“Hey, Stevie, can you help me grab the paper towels? Someone put the new roll on the top shelf!” And by someone, you meant Steve, who always “accidentally” kept important things on the higher shelves so he could swoop in and save the day when you couldn’t reach them. 

Steve smiled to himself. “I have no idea who would do such a thing!” He called back, tossing the magazine he was flipping through off to the side and going to roll off the bed. 

Big mistake. 

As soon as he did, he was hit with what had to be the most head spinning, stomach turning, ear ringing bout of dizziness he’d had to date. 

“Jesus Christ,” He breathed, squeezing his eyes shut. One hand braced himself on the bedside table, while the other came to drag through his hair, fisting the strands at the nape of his neck before letting them flop back into place. He took a few deep breaths, willing the room to stop spinning quickly so he could go help you. 

“Steve?” Your soft voice sounded out from the hall, and he opened eyes to see you hovering in the doorway, brows pinched in concern. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, fine.” He replied quickly. Too quickly. You didn’t believe him one bit. 

“Are you sure?” 

“One hundred percent sure.” He confirmed, aiming a reassuring smile at you. “How bout those paper towels, hm?” 

He knew his cover had been blown the second he took a step in your direction, when the entire room lurched sideways yet again, and he lost his balance, stumbling on his feet big time. You were at his side in an instant, steadying him by his forearms. 

Your brows furrowed, eyes scanning his whole body for any sign of what could’ve made him pitch like that but coming up empty. 

“I’m okay, I just moved too fast. Lost my balance for a second.” 

“Steve…” 

“What? I’m fine, Y/N.” He snapped, growing instantly guilty when you flinched the slightest bit at his harsh tone. 

“Why are you being so defensive?” 

“I’m not being defensive!” Even that sounded extremely defensive, and you both knew it. Steve inhaled sharply, dragging a hand down his face. “Sorry. I’m not trying to be defensive, I’m just…frustrated.” 

“Frustrated? Why, baby?” Your voice turned hushed, gaze softening at his defeated tone. 

“I’m all kinds of messed up, sweetheart.” He sighed, squeezing his eyes shut. You tilted your head curiously at him, rubbing your hand up and down his arm soothingly. “I get dizzy a lot. And, uh, usually I can deal with them on my own, but they’ve been getting worse lately. A lot worse.” 

“Oh, Steve,” You murmured, feeling your heart ache for the poor boy. You’d had your fair share of pain and trauma from the whole saving the world thing, but it was nothing compared to what Steve endured time and time again. 

“I’m sorry for not telling you.” Steve’s chin dropped towards his chest, dejected gaze aimed at his feet. “I know—I know we’re supposed to be a team, and tell each other everything but I…I really thought I had a hang on them. I don’t.” 

Steve was always the one who took care of everyone else. Need a ride somewhere? Call Steve. Need someone to rant to? Call Steve. Need someone to coax the neighborhood cat out of a tree because you scared it all the way up there trying to see if weed worked the same as catnip? That one was Eddie and only happened once, but still, call Steve. 

He was so used to putting everyone else before himself—so used to everyone relying on him, that he forgot that he could always rely on you. 

“Hey, no. You never have to be sorry with me, Steve. We’re in this together, yeah?” You insisted, looping your arms around his neck. “I’m the one who should be sorry for making you feel like you couldn’t come to me about this.” 

Steve shook his head vigorously, squeezing you tight. “If I’m not allowed to be sorry, you’re not allowed to be sorry.” 

“Okay. No sorrys here, from either of us.” 

“No sorrys.” He repeated, nodding once. No sorrys, but an endless amount of support, however and whenever Steve needed it. Whether that meant going to doctors to see if these dizzy spells could be remedied, or changing around your lifestyles to make things easier on him, you’d do it for Steve.

He’d do the same for you. 

“Just so you know, I’ll be your human crutch if I have to.” You offered, tilting your chin up at him. Steve snorted, rolling his eyes playfully. “Oh, don’t pretend like you wouldn't like that! Get to drape yourself all over me like you do when you're drunk.” 

“I don’t do that!” 

“Ask Robin. Or Eddie, or Nancy, or—” 

“Okay, okay, maybe I do. But it’s only because I love you.” 

“And I love you too. Otherwise I'd drop your wasted ass on the nearest couch and come home.” 

“...thanks.” 

[helenofblackthorns]

the poll today... I have to assume Alec will make a come back there's no way Will and Tessa will take out both Alec and Magnus in the same round (right??)

[sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine]

He has been the only one

gifs by @readyforthegarden

[doublydaring]

Ron what are your top favorite tv shows

hi kait. thank you sooo much for this ask. television is my first and true love and i have a great many things to say about it.

Black Sails - Black Sails is like a show made in a lab to please me. It is a prequel to Robert Louis Stevenson's "Treasure Island" which integrates the fake pirates from the book with the real pirates of history. It is about my number one interest of all time, historiography, the way that we tell the story of history. It is about the way that society uses stories and shame to control people. Its epic.

Trust FX - A miniseries. This is also about historiography, you will sense a theme. This is about the Getty kidnapping. It is full of beautiful sexy Italians and horrible horrible Americans. Brendan Fraser slays as a PI slash Greek Chorus. Luca Marinelli gives the performance to end all performances as Primo Nizzuto.

Justified - A tribute to the now rightfully dead Western Genre Justified is about a bunch of guys who suck that you cannot help but root for. A big city Marshall is forced to return to his hometown of Harlan, Kentucky after shooting a man. Some of the greatest characters of all time come from this show. Raylan Givens, Dickie Bennet, Dewey Crowe, Tim Gutterson, Rachel Brooks, and above all, Boyd Crowder. If you are compelled by slow talking, fast drawing men with problems, you will love this brilliantly witty crime drama.

MASH - Hawkeye Pierce is like a real friend to me. This too is about historiography. 11 seasons of swirling 70s sleaze and the hardest hitting antiwar commentary wrapped up in the warm and fuzzy packaging of a pleasantly green sitcom. In the first season Frank asks Hawkeye if he's ever serious, Hawkeye responds "I tried it once, everybody laughed," and it felt like my life flashing before my eyes. Trapper John McIntyre, BJ Hunnicutt, Margret Houlihan, these are just a few of the greatest characters ever written. And they're on mash.

This is where things get hard, this answer has changed a lot over the years, a few years ago, It's Always Sunny would have been like 2 on this list, as far as number of funny episodes, its still pretty high up there, I also have to mention The Monkees of course, Turn: Washington's Spies was a formative classic for me and me alone, Star Trek: The Next Generation is brilliant. There are the modern classics, Succession, Severance, and Santa Clarita Diet. The old greats, Cheers, Taxi, Star Wars the Clone Wars. My past obsessions, Jonathan Creek, TAITV, I Made America, Torchwood. Flight of The Concords and What We Do In The Shadows informed my humor so much. But I think in the end the 5th greatest television program is the San Diego Padres. Not a show in the traditional sense, but TV certainly, and a program I have probably spent more time watching than any other.

[jittyjames]

these eggs might kiss 👀👀

[hearts-hunger]

i gif’d it for your viewing-on-a-constant loop pleasure 😌

i can't say how much time i've spent watching this or they will commit me to a mental asylum

[planetwaving]

tagged by my beloved kait @appleisms to do this picrew & add my last song 😁💞💖

tagging @imeminemp3 @tweeterwilbury and @rivertigo :))

[youngestdaughtersyndrome]

7, 8, & 30! :-)

7. What scares you the most and why?

Absolutely terrified of loss of autonomy especially the idea of it being "justified" in a way which someone with power over me can casually restrict my agency.... this affects my behavior not at all of course 🫶 yeah idk exactly why but i feel like the idea of being deemed unfit to make your own decisions is scary to many people and for good reason

8. Any recurring dreams?

Several im a big dreamer im always going somewhere at night! But the one that reoccurs the most is losing my left leg in some fashion... the manner in which the leg is lost changes periodically (e.g. bitten off by crocodile when i was like 5, gunned down in wwii when i was 13, car crash when i was 15, etc) but its always my left leg and its always about five inches above the knee. Really kind of funny bc i googled the meaning just now and unsurprisingly it "represents fearing the loss in your life of some ability or capacity to do something" which i mean. See above

30. What's one thing that never fails to make you happy?

Honestly i love arguing i love debating and i love intense conversation.... when someone can match my freak about considering all sides of an argument or can debate me without getting mad or sore about it i basically start kicking my feet and giggling. Its in a similar vein as my love for haterism like yes lets break down exactly why that sucked <3 its so fun to meeeee

[ghosthoodie]

miscellaneous drawings!

[brucequeensteen]

tagged by @appleisms to make myself in this picrew & post my last song ✌️😁 tagging @vanyagirl @thegayjoker @davidtennantpussytulpa ❤️