#silence is deadly

[yourlocalgardenfox]

No I will not be quiet about politics HUMAN FUCKING RIGHTS. You don’t like it? Fuck off.

Silence is deadly.

Silence is loud, if you are quiet at times like these, you are signifying you stand with these damming, damaging changes.

I refuse to have innocent blood on my hands.

#scotus #roe vs. wade #abortion is healthcare #us politics #silence is deadly #silence is loud #pride 2022

[anewtypeofghostwriting]

I believe I’ve never been loved and that I am merely too soft. But what does this mean? Am I so soft that the lines that outline my being becomes blurred? Is that why no one has ever seen me? Some say people love and admire silently. If this is the case, then it’s true that silence is deadly. I feel myself, barely, becoming less saturated, less defined, less existent. If someone has ever loved me in silence, I do not trust them. I do not trust someone that loves me, and that loves to watch me wither away. 

#silence is deadly #being unwanted is killing me #anewtypeofghostwriting

[lovefrombegonia]

Shen Jiu should make dark jokes about his time as a slave but no one gets the jokes coz everyone thinks he is a spoilt young lord from a noble family.

(Except, Yue Qingyuan. He gets it. He is currently screaming, wailing inside coz sometimes SJ is a bit too detailed JUST to make him feel even MORE guilty.)

#qijiu shenanigans #qijiu #shen jiu #original shen qingqiu #yue qingyuan #svsss crack posts #svsss #can you imagine if yqy gets too frustrated at one if those “jokes” #and he just mutters “its not like my sword was eating me” a bit too loud #deadly silence follows #“WHAT THE FUCK?!” #“Xiao Jiu plz calm down!! You're on the verge of qi deviation!!” *starts panicking* #“I AM GOING TO KILL YOU AND MYSELF!!!” #“Please! Don't kill yourself!” #liu qingge was about to visit zhangmeng shixiong but after hearing all the ruckus from a distance #he thought to himself “Not. Today.” and flew back

[sporesgalaxy]

comic on notebook paper made with a pencil that has an UNBELIEVABLY shitty eraser. the way God intended

#spacecreate #silence alexander #dp #aw i meant to include WHY he changed his name. they named a deadly skin condition after him 😂 #dan masters vs

[junebugtwin]

when you have nothing to live for, its easy to find something to die for.

#worm #parahumans #taylor hebert #skitter #feeling :( about taylor at this moment #my girl... #Taylors problem is mainly being Taylor #unfortunately a problem that cannot be solved with ten million deadly brown recluses #it doesn't matter how good she gets or how many people respect or fear her #(or LOVE her :((( ) #because shes the one who has to live in her own body after everything is said and done #when theres no more dicks to be rotted off or bad guys to maim then shes just stuck with herself in the silence #sigh #my art

[strangersatellites]

pride, envy, wrath, sloth, gluttony, lust, ao3

Seven Deadly Sins Series (NSFW 18+)

greed (noun) - also called avarice, replaces eternal satisfaction with temporal stimulation.

no content warnings for this one but uh- its nasty so. do with that what you will. 🫣😵‍💫

There is nothing that Eddie enjoys more in this life than Steve.

Nothing he enjoys more than Steve in any and all forms.

Happy and sunshine smiling. Confused with his cute little head tilt. Angry and riled up. 

But what he’s not going to do is lie and say that he doesn’t have a favorite version of Steve. 

Because he does, he absolutely does. Has two actually.

The first is Steve with hearts in his eyes and his hand in Eddie’s. The one that makes Eddie’s heart flutter and his face wear a permanent smile.

But the second–

The second is when Steve’s shaking apart underneath him.

That’s the one that sends electricity coursing through Eddie’s veins. The one that gives him a headrush so strong he feels like he could fly. 

There’s just something about the way that his big, strong, powerhouse of a boyfriend lets himself be broken, break into thousands of tiny little pieces that Eddie gets to send skittering across the floor. Gets to put back together again when he comes back down. 

Steve had had a rough day at work and came home wound tight and subdued. And Eddie knows this drill. Knows it only takes a few sweet, sugar kisses dropped to his neck and hands squeezing at his hips to send Steve dipping down into that headspace he loves– that Eddie loves him in. 

Now finds Steve babbling nonsense into the sheets, face shoved sideways, Eddie’s hand tangled in his hair.

“You gonna come again, baby? Think you can give me a third later?”

Steve whines high in his throat, hips fucking backwards on Eddie’s cock. 

“Feels so good, daddy. Please, need it.”

He lands a sharp smack to his ass, leaves a red handprint behind and feels Steve’s broken whimper flood straight into his bloodstream.

Eddie drops his voice to that mean, patronizing tone that makes his boy shake. “Aw. You need it, baby? Tell daddy what you need.”

Squeezing at Steve’s hips and tugging his body backward, he gets lost in the way his cheeks bounce when they make contact with Eddie’s own hips. Feels resistance when Steve clenches up tight, moans loud and needy while his hands scramble for purchase in the sheets.

“Inside me, daddy. Want you to come in me, please!”

And Eddie can’t help but chuckle under his breath. Laughs at the wet slide inside his boy’s body and the way Steve can never get enough.

“Again angel? Already gave it to you once.” He slows his hips to a deep grind and feels Steve adjust his knees and try to pull him deeper. “You want daddy to fill you up again?”

The way Steve’s hole, stretched red and puffy around Eddie’s dick, clings to his length on every slow pull out makes him see stars. Always does. The way it feels like Steve has carved out a place inside himself just for Eddie. Would rearrange everything in his body just for Eddie to have a place.

And what is a guy like Eddie to do with that? Fuck him hard enough to leave bruises in his guts, thats what.

He picks back up a brutal rhythm as Steve nods furiously and pants into the sheets. Feels him clench tight and watches his back arch deep as he shakes through a release. 

Pets his hands soft across his ass, his legs still shaking as his breath heaves on the come down. 

“Good boy babydoll. My best boy, aren’t you? You feel so good, huh?”

He can hear the tears in Steve’s voice and wishes he could see more of his face, cheeks shiny and eyes sparkling. “Thank you daddy. You feel so good.” 

Even though he’s just come, he’s pushing up onto all fours and wiggling his hips back. 

“C’mon daddy. Fill me up. Want it in my tummy.” 

Eddie almost blacks out. Pounds into him so hard and fast he can hardly think. No thoughts in his head other than tight, hot, and “Baby.”

He’s breathing rapid and wild, sticky with sweat and the exertion of fucking his boy twice. But giving him what he wants no less. What he needs. Because when he’s as wound up as he was today, it’s Eddie’s sworn duty to bring him back down to earth.

“Gonna give it to you baby boy.” He lets go of his hip with one hand and slides it around to press low against Steve’s stomach. “You feel me angel? Feel how deep daddy’s getting? Gonna stuff you full, sweetheart. Give you anything you want, greedy boy.”

Despite his orgasm, Steve’s still got tears pouring down his face, whining loud and wanton. Trying to pull his legs together and crying out everytime Eddie’s cock fucks up against his prostate. “Daddy please! Please come! Can’t take it,” he sobs.

Maybe it’s fucked up what gets him off. But his boy crying and saying it's too much is always going to do it for him.

He shoves in deep and spills into his tight heat. Grinds deep and hard while he whispers to a still-shaking Steve. “That’s it. Yes, you can, baby. Look at how good you take it.”

Eddie catches his breath and pets up and down Steve’s sides as his tears start to dry. He pulls at his right cheek, squeezes tight as he starts pulling out, painfully slow.

“Want you to keep it, baby. Can you do that for me?”

Sees the shiver roll down Steve’s spine and watches his muscles clench and squeeze tight when he pulls all the way out with a slick pop. Steve whines but keeps all of Eddie’s spend inside.

“Best boy.” He thumbs at both cheeks and admires how his hole flutters trying to stay filled. “Let’s get you on your belly, baby. Come on.” He eases him down with hands on his hips. Wraps a hand around each thigh and spreads his legs wide and settles between.

He knows how this part is going to go over before he even opens his mouth. 

Steve is going to freak out a little. Act shy and embarrassed even though he loves it. Then he’ll get needy approximately two seconds later. 

He settles with a hand on each of Steve’s red little cheeks and drops a kiss just shy of his hole. Whispers against his skin and sees the way he shivers at the feeling. 

“Show me.”

Like clockwork, his muscles tense up and he whines. What Eddie can make out of his face is flushed crimson and deep, his eyebrows furrowed like they do when he’s embarrassed and wants to hide. His glute muscles pulled taut nearly send Eddie into cardiac arrest and he has to physically hold himself back from taking a bite. 

Instead he pulls him apart and lands a quick slap to his hole.

“Show me, baby. Daddy wants to look at you.”

Steve buries his face in his arms and his back is heaving with his breath. But he relaxes and Eddie looks on in awe, watches his come drip out, wet and sticky. Watches Steve squirm and whimper. Hears the tears once again and knows this time he’s down. 

“You– you said I could keep it.” Hiccup. “Wanted to keep it daddy. Feels so good. So full.”

Eddie smirks and drags two fingers through the mess leaking out over his rim and down his balls. 

“Aw honey. Is my sweet boy getting greedy? Is getting fucked twice in a row not good enough? Hm?”

Steve’s shaking his head, no. His mouth hung open and eyes so earnest and worried.

“You’re okay babydoll. You know I’m gonna give it back honey.” He shoves his dirtied fingers back inside in one deep push. “Let you keep anything you want in this hole. My good greedy boy.” 

His boy is writhing from head to toe. Whining gone soft and quiet and his tears no more than a drip.

Eddie wiggles his fingers and presses a thumb up against his balls. Steve’s whole body jerks upward, takes Eddie’s hand with it. His knees pull together tight and push his ass back in a kneeling position and everything starts to shake. Comes dry for his third orgasm of the night and sends his broken pieces falling right into Eddie’s hands. His voice is weak and broken and Eddie’s not sure he’s even aware of the little noises he’s making. He soothes a hand over Steve’s ass and presses soft kisses to the freckles he has there while he drags his fingers out slow and gentle.

“Shh, okay baby. Okay. You’re done. You’re okay sweetheart. Daddy’s got you.”

He manages to pull Steve up against his chest and lay back against their headboard. Cards a hand through his hair while he stops shaking and comes back into his body. He knows he’ll have to clean Steve up later. Will probably lick the rest of his own come from his hole in the shower if he’s honest. 

But for now he’s content to hold him and kiss his forehead. To tell him how much he loves him. How much he loves him good and loves him greedy.

#seven deadly sins series #greed #steddie #steddie smut #steve harrington #eddie munson #gin writes #this one made brain go brrrr #😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 #this is fucknasty #and I do not apologize #if gross boys being gross aren't your speed #I'll catch you on the flippity flip #no movie to sponsor this #just silence once again

[chrisitsraining]

hc that becca from the og resi 1 was given her red bandana by joseph as like a "welcome aboard rookie!!" gift

#yknow most of the deadly silence renders are kinda weird #but i do like this one of rebecca #dumdum hours #rebecca chambers #joseph frost #resident evil 1 #re 1 #resident evil 1996

[dirafames]

#seven deadly sins #lana del rey #the silence of the lambs #sylvia plath #female hysteria #hannibal #ethel cain #kafkaesque #ultraviolence #red academia #lobotomy chic #woman moment #psych ward #red velvet #female rage #dark red #the sacred feminine #me and the devil #twin peaks #the secret history #this is what makes us girls #dead poets society #american horror story #fleabag #divine female #femme fatale #female manipulator #femcel #just girls being girls #david lynch

[alex-dontknow]

DOES ANYBODY SEE HOW FUCKED UP THIS IS.

"I will use my power to help the sick to the best of my ability and judgement; I will abstain from harming or wronging any man by it." — passage from the Hippocratic Oath.

From Hippocratic to Hypocrisy. This is fucking disgusting. DO NOT STAY SILENT.

#free palestine #gaza #palestine #KEEP TALKING. SILENCE IS DEADLY.

[annfirestar]

What the fuck is 🥺?

Use your words. I don’t speak bottom.

#I’ve had enough of her silence #nanatsu no taizai #nnt #the seven deadly sins #sds #mokushiroku no yonkishi #mnyk #four knights of the apocalypse #4kota #merlin nnt #memes strike again

[all-hail-the-crows]

Me: complaining to my friends and family about how there's too many Billys in horror

Also me: *completely and utterly adoring all of them*

Billy Lenz (Black Christmas 1974)

Billy Loomis (Scream)

Billy the Puppet (Saw)

Billy Butcherson(shut up, he counts) (Hocus Pocus)

Billy Chapman (Silent Night Deadly Night)

(the other) Billy the Puppet (Dead Science)

... I know I'm missing a few... I count that kid from Trick r Treat cause I wanna adopt that lil guy...

#billy lenz #billy loomis #billy the puppet #billy chapman #billy Butcherson #black christmas #scream #hocus pocus #silent night deadly night 1984 #black christmas 1974 #dead silence #saw movies

[comfortfoodcontent]

Resident Evil Deadly Silence

#excite! 1998 #jill valentine #nintendo #nintendo ds #my photos #my photography #re #re1 #resident evil #resident evil deadly silence #video games #capcom

[muppet-facts]

Muppet Fact #337

Uncle Deadly said that he lost the role of Hannibal Lector to Anthony Hopkins.

Source:

Uncle Deadly on Twitter. June 1, 2016.

#jim henson #the muppets #muppets #muppet facts #muppet facts oc #fun facts #uncle deadly #silence of the lambs #Hannibal Lector #anthony hopkins

[nnt-brainrot]

Monspeet was so hard yet so fun to draw. I really enjoyed doing it though and I hope you all enjoy seeing it.

#nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #nnt #my art #monspeet #monspeet of silence #this man is so fine #nnt monspeet

[jazio]

#vtuber #envtuber #vtuberen #umm yeah #twitch #fuck! #only 3 hours late #it is what it is #oh well #resident evil #deadly silence #retro gaming

[strangersatellites]

pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, lust, ao3

Seven Deadly Sins Series (NSFW 18+)

gluttony (noun) - a sin opposed to the virtue of temperance because it is the immoderate indulgence in the delights of food or drink. Gluttony can involve more than merely eating too much. Drunkenness is also a type of gluttony because it is excessive indulgence in intoxicating drink.

Steve’s drunk.

Hammered really.

His vision is swimming and his head feels heavy as lead and like it weighs nothing all at the same time. 

He’s walking, walking, walking. Going… somewhere.

Where?

He stumbles on a crack in the sidewalk and the only thing that keeps him from hitting the ground is the grip he has around Eddie’s arm.

Eddie!

“Hey, Eddddssss,” He giggles, and Eddie joins him, his snickers carrying out into the quiet night. “Eddie. Eddie, where're we goin’?” He thinks the words make sense but his tongue feels funny and he can’t really be sure if he made any sound.

Eddie’s laser-focused on his feet, working hard at putting one in front of the other. He comes to an abrupt stop and wobbles, unsteady. 

“Home. Is home this way?” He’s looking around fast and Steve thinks he looks like a squirrel. Giggles at the thought.

He tugs at Eddie’s arm. “Yeah. Home is this way.”

It’s a Saturday night and they’ve spent it out at a club with Robin and Nancy. What had started off as casual drinks and dancing quickly devolved, and the next thing Steve knew, he was doing tequila shots and making out with his boyfriend on the dance floor. 

Steve has trouble keeping his hands to himself on a good day. But especially when Eddie’s in leather and chains and his hands are on Steve’s hips and his rings are cold on his skin and his tongue tastes like liquor. 

He’d drug Eddie out by the hand, told Robin they were leaving. Lost count of their drinks somewhere between his fifth rum and coke and his third shot.

Now, plastered against Eddie’s back while he digs around through his pockets for their apartment keys he’s become very aware of just how drunk he is.

He presses his forehead into Eddie’s shoulder and squeezes his eyes shut tight and whines,

“Ed. I feel spinny.” 

The door swings open with a bang and Eddie laughs out an “Oh shit.”

“Eddieeeeeee.”

Steve’s wrapped up in strong arms and he tucks his face into Eddie’s neck. “I heard you sweetheart.” He lifts Steve’s head up with hands on both sides of his face and Steve gets a good look at him and his giggles are set off again.

Eddie’s eyebrows furrow but Steve’s laugh is contagious, his own bubbling up in response. “What are you laughing at, giggles?”

And that just makes it worse. Steve barely able to get out any words between. 

He reaches up and pokes at Eddie’s cheek and his eyes go big and wide. 

“There’s two of you.” He leans up and smacks two kisses on Eddie’s lips, tries to anyway. Gets the corner on his second attempt. “Two kisses for two Eddies.”

Both Eddies smile big and bright and he drags Steve back in for a kiss that goes dirty in a second. Teeth and tongues and the leftover taste of rum. His hands grab at Steve’s waist and squeeze, tight, tight, tight and the boy whimpers against his lips in response. 

He pulls away from Eddie and looks so shocked. “Babe,” he hiccups and laughs again. “Babe, I’m so drunk.”

Eddie’s the one that can’t pull it together this time. His “Me too, baby,” barely audible over the sound of his joy. A thought occurs to him and he stands bolt upright and his laughter comes to an abrupt stop when he gasps. “Stevie. Do you wanna have drunk sex?”

Steve’s jaw drops and he’s nodding. Words slurred together when he shoves towards their room, “Yeah, f’r sure. You’re s’smart.”

When his back hits their bed he has to squeeze his eyes shut again, still spinning if he moves too quickly. Eddie is fumbling with his belt buckle and Steve’s reaching down to help when he thinks of it.

“Ed, babe. Eddie. Eddie, what if my dick won’t work.”  

His boyfriend is dropping his head against his stomach and his shoulders shake with his laugh. His hand flattens to pet at Steve’s hips through his jeans that he really, really wants off. 

Eddie hiccups before he crawls up to kiss at Steve’s jaw, wet and sloppy and sticky with alcohol. “Think you’re gonna get whiskey dick, baby?”

Steve grinds his hips up against Eddie’s above him and gets a grunt in response, feels his own body react to the pressure and the lips behind his ear. “No, but like. Maybe. That would be so sad.” He closes his eyes while Eddie sucks a mark into his neck. “So sad.”

He doesn’t know when Eddie’s hand slid back down to his belt but he’s got it undone and his jeans unbuttoned between one blink and the next. His hand sliding down under Steve’s boxers and wrapping around his dick with a squeeze.

Eddie lifts up from his neck and raises his eyebrows. “Feels fine to me. Feels really good.”

If he wasn’t fighting to keep himself from coming in his pants like a teenager he might’ve laughed. He kicks a knee up and shoves Eddie off. “Why are you still wearing clothes, what the fuck?” And the way Eddie’s face screws up it looks like he doesn’t know either. 

Jeans and shirts and jackets and boxers find a home in a pile on the floor and someone will inevitably be looking for their phone later. 

But Eddie’s got his hand wrapped around them both and he’s spitting, sticky and wet over their dicks and Steve can’t be bothered with a thought of anything else. His hands scratch deep welts down Eddie’s back and he hisses at the pain. But the way his cock leaks over Steve’s stomach says it's a good hiss. On one particularly rough upstroke Steve’s orgasm takes him by surprise with a deep groan and his head thrown back. The alcohol flowing through his veins paired with his boyfriend’s guitar pick dangling in his face enough to send him racing to release.

The room is quiet save for harsh breaths and the slick sound of Eddie’s hand on his own skin. But Steve has an idea. He shoves at Eddie’s shoulders until he takes the hint and flops down on his back. Steve shimmies down the bed until he’s laid out between Eddie’s legs. 

He wraps a hand around the base of Eddie’s dick and points it towards his lips and Eddie’s thighs flex, bracing himself for the feeling of being enveloped in Steve’s pretty, pretty mouth. 

“I get up in the evening, and I ain’t got nothing to say.” 

Eddie’s head pops up and looks down. Finds Steve, smiling bright and giggling using his dick like it’s a microphone. 

“I come home in the morning,” He’s got his eyes shut and his eyebrows furrowed and he’s really into it. “I go to bed feeling the same way!”

Eddie brings his hands up to cover his face but he’s laughing so hard no sound comes out. Steve keeps humming when he finally licks at the head and Eddie’s done for. Coming across his tongue the second his lips wrap around the head. He’s trying to catch his breath when he hears Steve’s voice again.

“Thank you, thank you. I’ll be here all week.”

He drags him back up his body to settle against his chest, still shaking with laughter, with joy. Plants a smacking wet kiss to Steve’s lips and presses their foreheads together. “God, I fucking love you, baby.”

Steve’s smile is blinding-bright and he presses one more chaste kiss against his lips. “I love you more, babe.” His smile goes mischievous and his head tilts to the side, the picture of innocence. “Can’t wait to tell your friends you came to Bruce Springsteen.” 

Eddie holds his hands up in surrender. “Hey, I blame whiskey dick.”

It's hours before their giggles settle enough to fall asleep.

#seven deadly sins series #gluttony #steddie #steddie smut #steve harrington #eddie munson #gin writes #this one was so cutie fun! #no movie sponsorship today unfortunately #just me #deafening silence #and drunk steddie sex brainworms #loosely inspired by that post earlier today that said something about tapping a dick and saying #“is this thing on?