#y’all are the GOAT

[afterlife-2004]

IM WHEEZING AT THIS

[rrandomtthings]

No bc we’re rlly not ready for drum island in opla

[bakugoushotwife]

[goatpunches]

new stickers incoming … >:)

[starbuck]

sometimes i see people apply “no children” to their ship and i’m just like. Hmmmm… real fucked up relationship you’ve got there. they’re not the alpha couple tho

[coconut530]

RELIGIOUS TRAUMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[meaty-bones]

Less than a week 🐏🐐

And I just KNOW I’m going to love these two

[nerdo-arts]

It is quite literally 4 am for me and I have errands to run in the morning but you know what’s way more important than sleep???

Lamb-Sona Concept art >:}

This goes out to all my fellow insomniacs 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[wild-moss-art]

burn a hole in something for me // turn around and let me go free

[beezybuzzn]

WOAH! It’s the Goat.. just standin’ there…

Time lapse! vvv

[crushedsweets]

what would the paranormal creeps think of lazari if they were to first meet her?

After Dina brings lazari to the forest to kill her, but instead is overpowered and killed by lazari, lazari is trapped due to the slender pages. Her form is unstable and she constantly swaps between a weeping child and an animalistic beast, so it depends on when someone meets her ..

Jack might just tear up if he saw lazari looking like a little girl crying with blood all over her. She’s so small and reminds him of his little sisters. But if she attacks, he’d avoid her like the plague. She’s cannibalistic just like him, and he .. does not like it. He might find her rummaging through his trash and bunker for meat, like a raccoon

Ann wouldn’t think much of it either way. As a beast, she’s unconcerned because Ann’s immortal - as a crying child, Ann might feel a twinge of sympathy. It also depends on lulus reaction

Lulu would immediately cry and try to comfort a human lazari, but be horrified and run and hide from a monstrous lazari. Kinda frustrating for her

Dina is now another paranormal infected by zalgo (as all seem to be), but she would hate lazari with a passion. Constantly try to attack her again and again, only for lazari to tear her to shreds - then Dina reforms and it happens again. Every time, lazari is overwhelmed with incredible guilt

Ben would think lazaris pretty cool… she can’t touch him, so he just gets to watch her morph into different monsters and back to a little girl. It’s interesting

[gravyhoney]

Unmmmmm Bluewire office romance when?

I was promised Jay and Pixal falling in love at their terrible office job, WHO is delivering 🙄🙄⁉️

[synthwavecryptid]

I used to get crazy engagement on Twitter and peanuts here, but now I get hella notes on here and less than crumbs on Twitter

Wack

[milliesnotes]

Magenta team really pissin me off w the constant “it’s Fiores fault we lost every challenge last season >:(“

When that literally isnt even true

[estrellami-1]

Weiter prompt: fluffy platonic Stobin pls & thank you

Literally a month later and I still have so many more of these (mainly from you lmao thanks babe)… we’ll see how many I can churn out!

Also I should probably be sleeping right now. I’m not. Also I should work on “If I Should Stay” sooner rather than later because I’m running kinda low on prewritten parts but ADHD has decided the deadline is not close enough yet.

Anyways… I hope you enjoy! ❤️

“Tammy Thompson,” Robin had whispered, high on Russian drugs and shaking. Terrified and brave.

Steve doesn’t understand how she just said the words. He’s choking on them now, on any words at all.

He’d dragged her into his bathroom as soon as she’d gotten to his house. It seemed fitting, and Robin hadn’t seemed to mind. But now his ass is going numb, and his leg is cramping, and his heart is going crazy, and he can’t look at Robin.

“Okay,” she finally murmurs. “C’mon, come sit next to me. Clearly you can’t look at me for whatever you have to say.” She manhandles him over against the wall and sits next to him, shoulder-to-shoulder. She grabs his hand and squeezes it, and he squeezes back.

He finally finds words. “Y’know Bowie?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.”

It takes her a second, but she’s smart—a genius, really—so it isn’t long before she’s pulling him into a hug. “Thanks for telling me,” she whispers, then sits back and looks at him with a huge grin. “So?”

He frowns. “What?”

“Who is it?”

Steve groans, puts his head in his hands. “You’re gonna tease me.”

“Only a little,” Robin agrees, laughing.

He leans forward, rests his forehead against her shoulder. Loses tension in his own shoulders when she cards a hand through his hair. His next word is quiet. “Eddie.”

Her hand stutters, but doesn’t stop. “As in Munson? As in the kids’ Dungeon Master? As in the Freak of Hawkins High?”

“At least he can sing,” Steve grumbles, smiling when Robin squawks indignantly.

“Low blow, dingus,” she says, but her hand is still in Steve’s hair, so he knows it’s okay. “Tell me about him. Why?”

“I dunno, Robs. He’s just… so unashamed to be himself, y’know? I didn’t learn how to start doing that until I met Dustin. He’s so passionate about the things he likes and he’s really good with the kids.” He sighs. “And I know we’re probably completely incompatible and he’d never want me anyways, so it’s all a moot point.”

“I dunno,” Robin says thoughtfully. He leans back to look at her. “I mean, there’s that whole opposites attract thing for a reason, right? Like yin and yang. And I could see him being your yang. Passionate and excitable where you’re more even-keeled. He’s definitely the dad of the group, and I think I’ve actually heard Dustin call you mom before.”

Steve snickers. “He did. He was so embarrassed.”

“Beet-red, I know. He’s off in fantasy land half the time, and you need someone to transport you like that. And he needs someone practical to tell him when it’s time to land.” She shrugs a shoulder. “It’s not the craziest thing I’ve ever heard, at least.”

He leans his head against the wall and regards her. “I love you,” he says softly, and strangely enough this is when the tears come. He looks away, tries to wipe them quickly, but more come the second they’re gone and he knows it isn’t going to work, not when they’re already trailing down his cheeks.

She leans into him, gathering him close, putting his head back on her shoulder and wrapping both arms around him, squeezing. “I love you,” she whispers back. Doesn’t tell him to stop, that there’s no reason to cry, and he appreciates it.

“Thank you,” he finally murmurs, sniffling and leaning away, reaching for toilet paper so he can blow his nose.

“C’mon,” she says after he’s done, smiling wide and grabbing his hands, pulling him up. “Movie time. I have it on good authority that The Princess Bride is an excellent movie to watch after heartfelt confessions.”

Steve snorts. “Whose authority?”

“Mine.” She grins at him.

“Then I’m sure you’re right,” he agrees, chuckling. “Snacks? Chips? Popcorn? Ice cream?”

“All of the above,” she agrees with a nod. “I’ll get the movie started, you do the snacks?”

He snags her hand before she can walk away. He’s not ready to be alone, but he’s not sure he can say it. He pulls gently, not hard enough to sway her, but enough she knows his intention. She looks in his eyes, studies him, and nods. “Together,” she murmurs, tangling their fingers. Steve thinks he could cry again.

He walks into the kitchen instead, Robin by his side. They grab their snacks then make their way into the living room, where Robin proceeds to recite the entire movie. Steve attempts to throw popcorn in her mouth every time it opens wide enough.

The next day they have work. Robin doesn’t say anything, but gives him a look when she takes her break. He doesn’t understand it until the door opens less than a minute later and Edie walks in.

Steve realizes she must have seen him coming.

He’s never loved her more.

[23victoria]

he literally just won after three years and ya’ll are being bitter already….that man wasn’t going to win….he even said it himself to him in the cool down room….