#thanks for dooming the world

[arlathvhenan]

Atomic jitters. Phhhhft yeah ok Boomers.

You think you guys had a rough time what with your thriving economy, reasonable cost of living, and bountiful job market?

Millennials, Zooms, and whatever the heck were calling the one after that—oh boy we WISH it stopped with Atomic jitters.

Let’s see we’ve got…

plagues

a decimated economy

an increasingly hostile job market

government approved conspiracy nut jobs inciting domestic terrorism

skyrocketing cost of living

skyrocketing cost of education

wages that can’t cover the cost of either no matter how hard we work

influencers shilling scamcoin and other garbage to children

AI paranoia

criminally sadistic cops that roll through communities in tanks and battle gear like fucking Mad Max villains

Asshole public officials who go on social media to start shit with other world leaders

Shitty healthcare

Shitty infrastructure

Actual fucking Nazis just doing their fucked up thing out in the open

Most if our ‘leaders’ are openly perverts, rapists, racists, and cowards

Our world is dying but I guess fat old white guys being able to afford their fifth yatch is more important than the future of our entire species

Terminally stupid rich people pissing away millions of dollars just to blow up rocket ships, get bullied on Twitter, and fucking implode themselves on DIY submarines

Corporations that are so openly evil they may as well be Resident Evil villains

Encroaching dystopia

Fucking genocide

Disgusting and persistent failures of the shit show we call a justice system

Actual domestic traitors who sold out their own country for a buck and went on to face zero consequences, one of whom was the fucking president at the time

Our lives are empty

Our communities are dying

AND we also got us a new Cold War so you can bet we’ve got those Atomic Jitters, too.

And this stuff isn’t just happening in the background. It’s in our faces. Constantly. Every day. And for some of us it’s been like that since birth. You guys fucked up our world, fucked up our home, fucked up our brains, and fucked up our economy.

TLDR; Fuck you, Boomers. We’re tired of your shit.

[lotus-pear]

learning to love

[psychotic-nonsense]

"I'm sorry."

It's the first thing Steve says after everything.

After getting Vecna Cursed. After nearly dying. After a hallucination of Eddie saved him. After running through a looped forest. After finding sanctuary in Steve's memory of that Starcourt bathroom. After Eddie reveals himself as Eddie.

It's the only thing he can think of. It's not big enough to fit everything, but it's the only thing that fits in his mouth.

"Don't be."

Maybe that's the only thing Eddie can think of too. The only thing Eddie can bear to say.

Because don't be can't stop Steve's eyes from watering when he sees the vest in his closet. Don't be can't stop Steve's feet from dragging him to the cemetery every evening to clean Eddie's graffiti-covered tombstone. Don't be can't stop Steve from sitting beside Wayne and listening to him talk about the Eddie he remembers. Don't be can't stop Eddie's body from showing up in Steve's dreams, nor Eddie's corpse from his nightmares. Don't be couldn't keep the pain away enough, didn't stop Vecna from latching onto it while Steve was walking alone in the woods.

Don't be isn't enough for what Steve wants to hear. But even stuck here waiting, hoping, for someone to get Steve out, there just isn't enough time.

"I miss you."

"...Why?"

Eddie says it back so quickly, so quietly, like it's just unfathomable to him. Maybe it is, considering their last memories. But their eyes meet and he looks just as sad, just as longing, as Steve.

"You were my friend."

Steve can't help but say it like that. Like they were friends for years instead of days. Like Eddie was that important to him in their final moments. Like his heart really aches for Eddie every second of the apocalypse.

Can't help but say it like he means it.

"I wish we could've had more time..."

Steve's voice cracks a little there as he turns away, hiding. It's all he wants. It's all Vecna used to entice him with. It's all that's keeping him going, to finally fulfill the last request Eddie made. It's all he has left to feel close to Eddie.

The Eddie that's sitting right next to him, silent, his sight weighing on Steve's skin. Conscious and aware and the real Eddie. Trapped in Vecna's head as a backup power source, yet who still risked everything to come save Steve. Who Steve will never see again because killing Vecna means killing Eddie for good, and his heart doesn't want it, is begging for another solution...

But for once, his broken head overpowers his shattered heart.

"Maybe we did."

Eddie takes Steve's hand. Meets Steve's surprised look with his own small smile of hope. They're both suddenly tearing up, eyes glistening with life in this gray stall.

"Maybe in another world, we got a second first chance. A first second chance. Maybe even a third, or fourth. Maybe in a different life, we had everything we wanted. Because you, Steve Harrington, are too good for me to be doomed to meet just once."

And for a moment, Steve sees it. Feels it. Versions of them connected through the universe.

Little kids playing in the lake. One with bruised skin and shaved hair, loud but unfathomably lonely. One with a bruised heart and soft eyes, timid but stubbornly hopeful.

A rockstar with glittering chains, center stage in the spotlight. A set of eyes in the crowd or behind the curtain, watching only him.

A werewolf and a vampire, two cryptids of horror, meeting in the dead of a full moon night to feel safe with the only other one who understands.

A future where they won, where the only death was the one that mattered. A process of healing and learning, coming home to a family every single day.

A world without pain, without their hell, where two high schoolers found freedom from their shackles and company in each other. Hiding away together in the dark corners of the town.

Steve even sees other versions of them. Versions that he knows were originally never supposed to meet, yet forces so much greater than them pulled them together.

A metalhead drug dealer, constantly getting into trouble with one nail-bat-weilding cop.

A criminal's fugitive nature leading him to a rugged trailer park, and the dangerous owner within one such home.

An eccentric king in an old coliseum, always choosing one particular warrior as his champion.

A young programmer being pulled away from his work by sobs above his apartment, running upstairs to check on the law student that recently moved in.

Two actors, finding an easy friendship in the months of filming one season of a show that would change their lives.

In that moment, Steve's overwhelmed by the closeness he suddenly feels with the soul beside him. Falling into tears, he pulls Eddie into a tight hug, holding him so so close to convey everything he can't say. Feeling Eddie hold him back, hearing everything Eddie can't say in return.

Familiar music comes on outside the stall. Robin's voice calls out to him, telling him to come home.

And when he does leave, Steve hopes that someone out there will understand that he never can. Because here in Eddie's arms is the only place that will ever truly feel like home.

"Thank you... for everything, Eddie."

Thank you, Steve. For everything and more..."

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- List of AUs, in order, after, "Versions of them connected through the universe": Childhood Friends / Rockstar!Eddie / Werewolf!Steve & Vampire!Eddie / Eddie Survives / No Upside Down & High School

- List of Multiverse Steddie AUs, in order, after, "...yet forces so much greater than them pulled them together": Eddie x Gator / Baron x Michael / Geta x Sean / Keys x Eric / Quinn and Keery

[south-sea]

@motobug's mobian black doom, love that guy

[basketobread]

finally revealing lunara's friend from the underdark... + lunara's pre-surface design which i've shown before!! i seriously want to make a lunara lore comic. she means the entire WORLD to me and i have SO much i could share about her if people would be willing to listen huehue...

[stoneshipmapper]

Long Pig Steak and Eggs

[imminent-danger-came]

"Even if it all leads to pain—it's ours!" and "Whether it's better or worse, we only get to find out because of you." has been in my head all day

[raayllum]

AARON: I mean, like you kill a Magma Titan and take its heart. You saved, you know, thousands and thousands of starving people. Like, maybe that's worth it. Maybe you make that trade, or maybe, maybe it's wrong. No matter, there's no way to put a you know—it's trolley problems, right? It's like, you know...

KUNO: Yeah, it's a trolley problem.

AARON:  But yeah, I think you're—you're right in characterizing it as it's certainly a more complex, you know, justification that is required to pursue dark magic. And there are some people who would not accept that justification. But what's interesting about it is, you know, the questions, there are questions, you can you can come out on either side of it. You know, there are cases, you know, would Rayla have died if Callum hadn’t used dark magic? Yeah. I think she would have.  So did he have to? Are we thankful that he did? Thank goodness—well yes, we love Rayla! Well of course we needed him to do that. You know what I mean? Then there’s some kind of morality that sometimes is based on your attachment. Now if you said, should Callum use dark magic to save one person, knowing that he'll—he may be corrupted for the long term and his potential to be, you know, a hero in the future may be altered and his potential to be manipulated or you know, go down the wrong path, all that risk to save one person? Well, now you might say, “Oh no he shouldn’t—for one person?” But then if I go, “But it was Rayla!” then you go “Oh no, [laughs] yeah, he needs to do it!” [KUNO laughs] So I don’t know. But it’s also even that, right? It comes down to “well, in that moment, what did he do?” Well in that moment, he took like a—I-I think the ingredient is a piece of a snake rattle—

KUNO: Or something. Yeah, something like that.

AARON: “He didn’t even kill it, it was already dead, it was already dead man, what did he do?” Well, I don’t know. He supported the system, so it is complex. It’s worth arguing about, a bit. There’s not a clear right or wrong. There are risks. There are long term consequences. Those are baked into it. But I don't know. When—when it’s your Mom in trouble, what do you do? You do the dark magic! You save Mom, right? I do.

—Hot Brown Morning Potion Podcast interview with Aaron Ehasz and Villads Spansberg

[maiios]

How's Saint doing in the dired au? I'm asking bc I told my friend about the au and he wondered is Saint was just hairless now or something bc no more snow = no need for fluff

LMAO bald saint. ok but it does have shorter hair, much more like the other scugs i've drawn with fur and still has its tounge. in the au though, saint is the reincarnation of sliver of straw, and sliver and moon used to be in a qpr before she died, so saint is usually sticking by moon's local group because she knows that they mean a lot to her and is ig kinda like her "guardian angel" if that makes sense. whenever moon is in trouble or ever in need of anything, saint/sliver wouldn't ever hesitate to make sure she's safe and happy, even from afar, especially bc it never really shows itself to moon much, but moon does recall small glimpses of a green organism wandering about from time to time!

[urethrachr0nicles]

RAW IS WAR #256 | 4/14/1998

D-Generation X defeats L.O.D 2000 and Owen Hart (accompanied by Sunny)

[chasingfictions]

i know we all already did trying to cut down ttpd to a listenable playlist but . alternate universe where ttpd was called prophecy

[royaltea000]

Hetalia mutuals I am so sorry but I have no idea what any of you guys are talking about

[disneydatass]

Attack on Titan finale episode conclusion: women be loving toxic ass men

[proximacalamity]

uhh can we talk about these two???

[bastille-songs-battle]

you could say doom days is more curated than wild world, just spanning an imagined one night out, telling a succinct story with an end. wild world covers more of a modern feeling of hopelessness and an attempt to find meaning in a world where the meaning of anything is constantly changed.

^

[detectiveneve]

the paladin class beguiles and enchants me (a non dnd-player... I am slowly learning the lore)... especially in bg3 where right and wrong, justice and mercy, good and evil, are fluid, messy, the consequences for so many are unearned (the tieflings at the grove) and the rewards so rich for others (the chosen) and actually you can't even really help anyone, you can just. try to. playing the fantasy hero class and every day you fail and fail and are tricked and unmade and actually at times you can be more violent and brutal and smiting than the evil you fight. brilliant 10/10