#vaguely but just in case

[essektheylyss]

I want to know where Athesias Uludan is. He is the only good-aligned member of the Assembly. He was boxed out of the Academy because the rest of the Assembly didn't trust him not to run his mouth. Is he dead. Is he in hiding in Nicodranas. Do the Nein know where two Cerberus Assembly archmages are but were well aware that one of them knows dogshit?

[momotonescreaming]

Zombie AU loosely based on the old tv show In The Flesh about the aftermath of a mini zombie apocalypse. So tw for talks of death and allusion to suicide.

There was a Zombie rising in Hawkins but it wasn’t like the movies. It didn’t destroy the whole world, humanity destroyed and living in ruins for hundreds of years. All the dead didn’t even rise. One night, only those who died in the last few years rose from their graves across the world. They were dead men walking, they could smell blood, and killed, and ate peoples brains but there was one major difference. Their bites weren’t contagious.

So while the army and small town militia protected the living and hunted the undead - there were scientists working on a cure. And they actually sort of found one. A new drug, that when injected into an undead’s spinal column once a day - will restore restore consciousness to the undead and all memories of who they are. They will no longer be rabid and desire to kill.

So the government rounds up all the undead left, forcibly medicates them with open wounds at the back of the neck, and entered into a rehab program in ‘Treatment Centres’ so they can be re-entered into society. They are given shitty therapy, thick make up and contacts to cover up their pallid skin and colourless eyes, and a new name. They aren’t “Zombies” - they’re Partially Deceased Syndrome sufferers. PDS. All the undead fucking hate that name. And there’s a whole range of them, from the very young to the very old.

There’s Will Byers. Small and scared, who went missing from his house and was found floating in the Quarry. He doesn’t talk about how he got there, but will silently draw during group therapy sessions. Drawings of broken coffins, of pushing through the dirt, of the quarry, of monsters, of ripping a person apart. Joyce and Jonathan take turns driving the hours it takes to get to the centre, both of them bursting into tears when they see Will. Small and timid, dressed in plain government issued clothes and a trash bag in hand - his funeral suit. What he rose in. They take him home and his bedroom is exactly the same as it was.

There’s Robin Buckley. A tragic accident. Hit by a car when riding her bike home from school. The school band played at her funeral, and she was buried in a dress she’d have hated but her mother would have loved. The therapist in the treatment centre talks about hobbies. Something to do when she goes back home. Robin doesn’t mention the trumpet. She tries not to think about how she doesn’t know if she can even play it now that her lungs no longer breathe air. She goes home and her parents are simultaneously too overbearing, and not bearing enough.

There’s Barb Holland. Went to a party at Steve Harrington’s house, had a drink, injured herself, slipped, hit her head, and then drowned in the pool while her best friend was having sex upstairs. The Holland’s mourn, Nancy blames herself and Steve, while Steve tries not to think about it. Barb comes back and has to learn to deal with a best friend who moved on without her. How do you learn to live with the consequences of your own death?

There’s Steve Harrington. He wanted to be a normal teen again. He didn’t want to the be the rich kid who had someone die in his pool. He’s heard the rumours. That he killed her and his parents paid to cover it up. Steve fucking hates it. The whispers in the halls, the stares. Steve fucking hates that a part of him can believe that his parents would. Anything to save their reputation. The famed Harrington name. They came back home from their trip because of this. And his father was pissed. Not upset that a girl died. He was angry at Steve. He yelled and screamed and threatened and berated and Steve shrunk down under his father’s steely gaze. He was a fuckup and useless and a good for nothing waste of space. He let a girl die. He continued to date Nancy, he loved her but she didn’t love her back. She tells him Barb was dead because of them. Because of him. He was bullshit, his love was bullshit, and she didn’t love him back. Steve goes home alone and bleeds out in the bath.

He’s one of the last ones left at the treatment centre and his parents hire a taxi to take him home. They couldn’t sell the house. Not when two kids died there. So Steve goes home and realises his parents are never coming back. He is dead, and he is alone.

There’s Chrissy Cunningham. A suffering girl keeping quiet. Headaches and nosebleeds and nightmares and shaking hands. She doesn’t know what’s wrong with her but she knows she can’t tell her mother about it. She goes to parties and cheers at Jason’s basketball games and shopping with her friends. It doesn’t get better so she goes to the table in the woods and asks to buy drugs. Eddie makes her feel calm. Safe. He’s ridiculous and silly and isn’t as mean and scary as he seems. She has a seizure in his living room and dies on his floor.

There’s Eddie Munson. Wanted for a murder that wasn’t a murder and on the run from a homicidal basketball player and his stirred up mob. By the time the coroner rules the death the result of an undiagnosed medical condition it’s too late. He hides at Reefer Rick’s place until he runs out of food and has to venture out. He spies the green of a letterman jacket and ducks into an alley. Only he’s too late. He gets cornered by Andy and Jason and they kill him in an alleyway for murdering Chrissy. They call it justice. He slowly bleeds out and his last thoughts are of his Uncle Wayne.

His Uncle Wayne who picks him up from the treatment centre as soon as he gets the call and greets him with the biggest hug Eddie thinks he’s ever had. Wayne cries and Eddie would’ve bawled his eyes out if his tear ducts still worked. They go home in the middle of the night when no one can see them. The papers weren’t kind to Eddie and people aren’t kind to the undead neither.

All the undead go home, get their makeup, their medication, and find out that as part of their rehabilitation into society the young undead need to finish school. The adults have to go through community service. No other options. Government mandated. There are others like them at least, and they’ll try to keep them together, but they’re unable to say who. So they trickle back to school, hope that enough time has passed that no one recognises them, and try to spot the other undead in the halls. Solidarity and all that.

And Eddie doesn’t quite know what to do with himself when his now undead crush Steve Harrington is walking the halls. He remembers Steve’s death. The rumours. The funeral. The way everyone pretended to know him after death, just for a hint of his popularity. The way his parents packed up and moved town. And Eddie sees him now, hunched down over himself, not making eye contact. A shadow of his former self as he moves through the Hawkins High halls like a ghost.

Ah fuck. He's talking to Harrington, isn't he?

[r0zeclawz]

i finally hit level 100 cooking in ffxiv and these recipes are getting a little silly

oh i need to make some vegetable soup let me just gather uhh

1 carrot from the moon

2 cloves of garlic from an alternate dimension

1 potato from the past

1 onion from the furthest point in the universe

1 head of broccoli from fucking HEAVEN

salt

and youre done 👍 enjoy the minor damage buffs

[kairamuwu]

🫵 gem art cause that one Chappel roan photo got me thinking about women in armour

[bloomburnburial]

i think people should talk more about the unique sense of hopelessness which stems from the realization that “help” in the form myth promised you does not exist; there is no help coming and you must create from scratch the tools that will dismantle (or at least diminish) your own suffering, and do this not once but every day for the rest of your life

[anglerflsh]

Siblings

[emmamills]

i feel like i should apologize for that ending but if it were up to me, it wouldn't have happened in the first place. head canons though! best way to erase and manage the bad aspects lol. Lucy Liu is fantastic in s1. honestly, that's the reason why i first started watching it and it ended up being good. i wish i could recommend more things with lana parrilla but alas. i have seen santa clarita diet, i'm still upset it got canceled. but similarly, have you seen Dead To Me? started watching for Linda Cardellini but i ended up liking the show. i'll be on the lookout for any other similar shows to recommend. glad WWK wasn't a bust.

ahah it’s all good, knowing that the ending Wasn’t Great kinda helped brace me for it. but yeah I mean she totally just recovered and went off to NY and is living it up away from this mess and that’s why she was never mentioned again 😌

good to hear you also watched for an actress and it worked out well, it’s kind of always a shot in the dark. the things we do for love and whatnot. and yeah netflix apparently can’t be trusted to not cancel their best shows. although Dead to Me is also netflix? so maybe this will be their redemption arc, I haven’t seen it yet but 📝

[spoonsisland]

MePhone 4 after learning about nonbinary people midway through season 2: OHHHH so THAT’S the word i was looking for [updates Paintbrush’s toyhouse page]

[cosmichorrorlesbians]

'I can taste the salt and spray. It’s waiting in the water.'

wanted to go for a collagey sort of vibe with this one and I'm pretty happy with how it turned out! the ship is actually from a image of warship construction in the 1800s, now held by the National Library of Poland.

[assiraphales]

just thinking about how luffy really had no choice but to let zoro fight mihawk. if zoro died, then luffy would lose him. but he’d also lose him if he tried to advise him not to / stepped in. if luffy had showed any hint of uncertainty, zoro would never be able to believe luffy had faith or trust in him again (or trust that luffy wouldn’t stand in the way of his dream). he was badly injured, and his ego was bruised, but instead of leading him down a path of insecurity it turned into a motivator. to be better. to never lose another duel. for kuina, but also for his captain — who believed in him and he will not disappoint

[g1ngerbeer]

KING OF HEARTS

[just-qonika]

"i really, loved the literature club."

id like to think after monikas "deleted" this is how it feels to look back on everything that happened; she has a guilty conscience once she realizes how far everything got taken, and how bad it really was.

ᵐᵒⁿⁱᵏᵃ ᵍᵉᵗˢ ˢᵒ ᵐⁱˢˢ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳⁱᶻᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ⁱᵗ ᴴᵁᴿᵀˢ :⁽ ˢʰᵉˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵛⁱˡ ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉ

[future-crab]

A lot of Magnus Protocol fans are concerned about what sort of horrible purgatory state Chester and Norris exist in, but my main reaction has been “hee hoo silly little guys are telling me about the horrors again 🥰🥰🥰”

[kit-n-kamoodle]

fashion cover commission!!

[puppyeared]

Remember how ppl used to draw Luz’s Palisman as a blue jay before String Bean was revealed. so she could match with Hunter and Flapjack

[mugwot]

sometimes you sound bit too mean, it happens

it was Supposed to be in colour, and them the bw version Just Looked better

this is mostly based on this meme