#and i need a distraction today

[love-3-crimes]

HOLE-DWELLING HOLE-DWELLING HOLE-DWELLING

#i sure hope the video doesnt get messed up #made this on procreate dreams btw! #im so cool that i didnt need tutorials #i totally didnt crash the app like five times because i kept messing with it #chonny jash #angelo tag #i think this took me like four days? #idk i kept getting distracted with school stuff #hello person still reading the tags #shh dont tell anyone but its my birthday today #i only celebrate w family so u are the only one that knows #okay byeeee

[softichill]

A littol Jevil from memory

#cricket doodles #my art #deltarune #jevil #jevil deltarune #deltarune jevil #today has been Not Good I need a distraction #I am SO glad I get to go home and play Side Order after this.

[fastcardotmp3]

stobin on the run; ronance; background steddie; 1k words

After everything, after Vecna, after the Gates close, Robin is never quite able to let go of Starcourt.

None of them are, to a certain extent, but the particular way Robin Buckley clings to Russian conspiracies and the fear of what it would mean for her and her friends if they ever decided they weren't done with those kids who knew just a little too much, is actually dangerous.

She keeps an eye on things, learns Russian for real, never really lets go of the paranoia that any drink she doesn't make herself might be spiked, might be the one that takes her down long enough for her to end up in another cell with no windows and no hope for getting out.

It's dangerous because she's smart.

It's dangerous because of how damn close she gets.

When Agent Stinson shows up on her doorstep and tells her its not safe for her to remain where she is, living the life she's leading, her initial response is to tell her to go fuck herself. Robin hasn't been safe since 1985. Robin hasn't been safe since long before then either, given Steve's stories, given El's.

But the fact of the matter is she's something of a national security risk. The binders tucked under false bottomed drawers in her and Steve's apartment are borderline treasonous.

When Agent Stinson says, "you're not safe," she means from their own government as much as an enemy one, and that?

Well, that earns a different response.

It doesn't feel obvious to her that Steve would come with her when she runs.

He's built a life here in Indianapolis, a job he likes painting houses and a burgeoning relationship with the guy they both came to adore while waiting by his hospital bedside, but when she reflects upon this out loud he gets more angry than he's ever been.

Not loud, but mad all the same, that she'd ever presume to leave him behind when her life was in danger.

So Steve comes.

They're in Scotland first, the quickest flight they were able to get seats on after driving themselves to Canada, and then Italy for a while. They jump below the equator to Argentina and then even lower to Australia.

They see the world. They leave their lives behind. They leave their people too.

And it hurts. It hurts to be hunted by the government they've covered for their entire adult lives. It hurts because of how unsurprising it is.

It hurts to be lonely for no reason other than knowing too much.

It hurts enough to, one day, embrace the danger again.

One day isn't today.

One day isn't the day Nancy Wheeler's phone call doesn't get picked up.

At twenty-seven years old, Nancy has essentially spent a decade working in journalism.

At twenty-seven years old, she's deep into burnout over the frustration of impeding bureaucracy and she's talking with Robin on the phone every other day about how she's going to come join them in Indy and learn to paint or something instead.

She's talking with Robin on the phone every other day.

And then Robin doesn't pick up one afternoon.

And then she gets a call from Eddie.

Nancy resigns from her job at the Boston Globe the same day, hangs up her credentials, and makes that trip to Indy followed immediately by a trip to Hawkins because two of their friends are missing and in their experience? That can't mean anything good.

It becomes clear within a week that this isn't going to be an easy solve. A week of sleeping in her childhood bedroom and watching Eddie spiral and listening to Dustin and Erica go on tangent after tangent about all their various theories, hiding genuine terror underneath all their bickering.

It becomes clear in a month that this is going to require different skills than any of them have, and Nancy drives her car through the night to end up crashing in a bunker where she learns all the ins and outs of private investigation from a man with about twelve different identities should he need them.

Sam Owens went off the radar years ago.

Anyone who worked at Hawkins Lab all but doesn't exist anymore.

It's a hard fucking thing to solve and all the while Nancy carries those phone calls in her back pocket, because she knows Robin wouldn't just leave, not from the way they spoke with each other.

Robin laughed with Nancy.

She was so eager to share stories about her day that she would leave lengthy messages on Nancy's machine. She was so eager to hear Nancy's own stories that she would stay on the phone while making dinner at risk of burning the house down.

She spoke quiet and earnest into the dead hours of the night, the cresting of a rising sun. She told Nancy about everything they'd do when Nancy finally took a break from the job that was making her miserable and how they would find her something fun. Something just fun, Nance, I swear, we're gonna get you hobbies.

Robin wouldn't just leave.

But if she had to? If she had no other choice? Nancy knows Steve would go with her.

It takes three years in the end, and Nancy's half convinced the two of them got sloppy on purpose, caught back in the Americas with a trip to Mexico and a reused passport, and Nancy is dragging Eddie out of his head and onto a plane before she can fully explain that it's mostly a gut thing.

The trail she's been chasing? Seeing them in it even if they're not there? It's entirely a gut thing, which is why it's only Eddie she drags with her, it's only Murray she allows to know where they're going in case it goes wrong.

It's only her head she lets believe it, because she doesn't think her heart will survive another loss like this.

She dreams sometimes at night, of an amused voice teasing in her ear, tinny over the phone lines but so vastly real.

She lets her head believe it on the plane, on the cab ride, on the bus ride, on the walk down a long rural road out to a little house in the desert with a fence and a mailbox painted yellow.

She lets her head believe it when she watches the twitch of a curtain from inside.

She only lets her head believe it, and that's a lie she only realizes was a lie when Robin Buckley steps out onto the porch with Steve at her shoulder and the world stops.

Nancy Wheeler's knees almost give out from under her when those freckled cheeks plump up with the hint of a smile.

When she gets her arms around her, a hand across shaved down and dark-dyed hair, a word over the top about you're okay, you're okay, you're alive--

When Nancy breathes again, it's with the beat of a heart that knows it's not this easy.

But for a moment? She's dreaming in a lonely Boston apartment all over again.

For a moment, she's making plans.

She really does intend to stick to them this time.

#dot fic #ronance #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #steddie #stobin #platonic stobin #in todays episode of things I found half done in my drafts… #I’m having a Moment and needed a distraction and past dot came through!!!

[ihatebrainstorm]

I CAN'T FINISH WORK I KEEP THINKIKING ABOUT THAT ELITA ONE CLIP AND GOING BONKERS SHFGHSG FHAHGRGHG I LOVE HER SO MUCH SHE'S SO COOL AND BADASS AND THAT ATTACK WAS SO SMOOTHHHHHHHH WTHHHGH ;O;;;;;;

HER BUGGY ANTENNAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love her insect antennas sm ;v;;

it looks like a cat ksdkfsdfs :DDD

#have. have i ever mentioned how much i love elita onehhahha #BASHING MY HEAD THEY RELEASED THE TRAILER TODAY TO DISTRACT ME FROM MY FINAL ASSIGNMENT ToT I NEED TO DRAW HER I NEED TO DRAW HERR #i definitely. didn't make a bunch of vocal squees when i first saw that clip. im so sorry other ppl in the theatre when it comes out

[sarahreadstoomanycomics]

#polls #a character's lie driving the story is way more common than it should be #like guy lies about being a chess master to impress girl and then eventually has to own up to said lie #happens a lot #just clarifying that one #i'm being annoying today i know #but i'm depressed and need to distract myself

[mattodore]

yeah my best ocs of all time ever

#they’re SOOOOOOO 🧟🧟🧟🧟 COME HERE ALL OF YOU RNNNN #river dipping #ts4 #theodore doe #imani haut #echthroi #dionte duval #delphi sol #lykos #dovy legacy #attilio dovy #matthias evanoff #threw a pic of matthias in here too even tho i realized while going thru his tag that like. i have NO good edits of his face #attilio is a gameplay sim so i wasn’t surprised that i didn’t really have anything good for him #but matthias is literally in my username????? and i don’t have a SINGLE cas edit like i do for the other three mains???? #i had to use a random screenshot i posted recently for matthias like HUH???? WHAT???????? #clearly i need to make one of my usual little cas edits for him this is crazy #maybe i’ll do that later today if i end up needing a distraction #also my gameplay preset for attilio is SO sexy every time i see it #i use two different ones that i made—one that’s red vs. one that’s blue #i posted his legacy months back like early on in my little simblr career but even tho it’s been agessss i haven’t edited #his gameplay preset at all!! like it’s just that good i love staring at it #tho i did switch over to sunblind for my lighting mod and i need to remember to switch back whenever i get around to his legacy again

[satans-knitwear]

Behold! An enormous snugglebeast.

It has cookie flavoured lipbalm on its head now.

#Today I gave Big Baby Rosie and my Tiny Baby Belle a ham bone each and they have been having the time of their lives #I think baby belle dribbled all over herself tho so she is gonna need a bath after that. #It allowed my sister to pack up her car and leave though. So it worked as a good distraction. The house seems so quiet now #The holiday season is very much over now. I have so much cleaning to do holy shit #I am very in pain but I do feel incredibly loved. My fluffy babies look after me so well #dogs are better than people #fluffy baby

[pearlcaddy]

LOCKWOOD & CO. 1.06

#lockwood & co #lockwoodandcoedit #l&co #lockwood and co #anthony lockwood #anthonylockwoodedit #lucy carlyle #lucycarlyleedit #locklyle #locklyleedit #filmtvdaily #televisiongifs #dailynetflix #long post #pearlcaddyedit #pearlcaddy l&co #was it necessary to gif this whole conversation? #yes. yes it was #in part because today really kicked me in the teeth and i needed distraction #but more importantly #because this scene???? is so soft??? #lockwood desperately trying to keep her at the agency #and wanting to bond with her but also being afraid to bond with anyone

[doodlesdreaming]

Shin Megami Log 02

I am thriving at the wholesome content between the Protagonist and Aogami, yet at the same time I am mentally crying at the moments that is point-blank ripping my heart apart. This boy is going to need therapy and LOTS of hugs. T-T

Also, I forgot to mention last time, I named him Isui(thoughts/ideas of the meaning of water) Saito (wisteria).

#I love this game #no really I do #also I should be resting my hands #but I needed to distract my thoughts today #I’m already ready for the holidays to be over #boy I got this game just at the right time XD #anyhoot #shin megami tensei #shin megami tensei v #nahobino #smt v #character sketch #sketches #game thoughts #art log #character study #headcanons #video games #fanart #digital art #my art #artists on tumblr

[tinyclowndancer]

Luottomies (2017) - Jouluspeciaali

#Luottomies #Ilkka Villi #// watched his episodes last night and came here looking for the xmas special bc I'm still thinking about his eye acting from another scene #there wasn't any and I certainly need some distraction today so let's do this #tinyclowntent

[industrations]

I need to tell more people about my vision with this

So wolfstar are fighting and james wants them to “make up RIGHT NOW” so he holds their hands. It doesn’t matter that “we’re literally pissing prongs” because he can’t stand the bickering anymore.

Thankyou for listening

And yes james is pissing handsfree

#you go king #tell the girlies off #make them apologize no matter WHERE they are #anyways hope we are seeing the vision #this was unhinged but my computer is fighting against me today so i needed some distraction

[ghosts-and-glory]

I'm sorry I already sent you an ask, but I wonder: what is the abomination that has taken the skin of Narinder? Is it a god? A demon? Or something else entirely?

Never apologize for asking me about my au, my ask box is open for a reason, use and abuse it. I wanna ramble about my brain thoughts.

Not-Narinder is based mostly on changelings. The idea that really Not-Narinder is nothing, just a soul inheriting a body that appears as Nari, much like the folklore around changelings, the fake could be a reanimated block of wood for all care. Nothing about them separates them from another follower, except that they look like Narinder. They are no god, no demon, no higher power, nothing about him is unique. It’s all skin deep, literally.

And of course the naming convention is inspired by The Magnus Archives.

#my post #I need to name my au #I was brainstorming today for it but then god distracted by parallels between lamb game and I Have No Mouth #no devotion au #ask

[actual-changeling]

he wonders sometimes what it would have been like if they had gotten away from everything. if aziraphale had said "yes" when he asked him to take his hand and run off to alpha centauri together. if it had been them and the bentley in a sea of stars, dust, and gravity.

it's no use thinking about it now, crowley knows it brings him nothing but pain, keeping the regret burning in his chest alive, yet he cannot stop.

fantasies of a kinder world are the one thing keeping him going. they paint the sunrise golden and the sunset a blinding violet, they breathe morning dew onto bright green leaves and grass stretching towards the sky. every 'what if' is another blossom opening beneath his fingertips, every 'maybe' another night he makes it through without unfolding his wings and tearing through reality until heaven is in shambles around him and aziraphale back where he belongs.

crowley watches the bookshop for hours at a time, letting life pass him by, and he imagines white-blonde hair glowing behind the windows and classical music drifting through the cracks in the walls. he dips his tongue into the lonely air of london and pretends he can still taste shared wine and lips.

above him, the stars are waiting for him, have been waiting for him since the day they lost each other, and the hole in his chest marking aziraphale's absence feels much like the silent cries of his creations.

loss, crowley wants to call it, but you can only lose something that you had the privilege of carrying in the space between your hands in the first place, so he doesn't.

loss, he wants to call it regardless of whether they have had each other at some point or another, but he doesn't. if he did, his sprawling fantasies and hopes would collapse under their own weight and swallow him whole, because loss means the emptiness will remain.

loss means he won't come back.

crowley wonders whether they would have been happy chasing after each other in the spaces between atoms, wings expanding far beyond their physical shape, dipping into dark matter and the crumbling remains of planets. maybe they would have, maybe aziraphale would have been happy.

it's not loss, because he knows he would have been happy among the stars, on earth, in a pit of burning sulphur—as long as aziraphale is with him, happiness clings to him like midnight rain, never drying, and he couldn't bear to see it disappear.

it's not loss. it can't be loss.

half of him stayed with his stars, the other stayed with aziraphale, went with him to heaven, weaving into his every cell.

the true loss is the shell of him that stayed behind; his fantasies are a promise that he will be whole again.

they have to be.

#alex writes good omens #good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable divorce #words are hard today but i need a distraction and this is the best i can do

[marimayscarlett]

Concept of this post: Pictures of Richard my one year old daughter pointed at while violently smashing my keyboard to navigate through Pinterest.

Interesting choice, I see appreciation for his spiky hair, three stars for this selection ⭐⭐⭐

#rammstein #richard kruspe #rzk #is this a shitpost? I'm not sure. A baby post if you will #she does have taste especially the one with the red cross is an A+ choice #things I do to keep this baby happy #andfear not she's not regularly on my PC going ham on the keyboard #today was just a rough day for her and she needed some distraction so in came my Richard filled Pinterest start page

[angstyaches]

100 x 10

To commemorate this blog passing 1,000 followers, I wanted to write 10 new 100-word drabbles. (Because 100 x 10 = 1,000!)

Please don't send anything too elaborate; a sentence/dialogue starter/some keywords etc. + OC name(s) please! 🖤

#ask game #ask meme #drabbles #mini mental health vent incoming #I attempted starting this up last week but when the post got no interaction my brain attempted self destruction #and I deleted it because it was easier than dealing with the perceived ✨rejection✨ and 💅failure💅 #so if this disappears again after you've seen it - that's probably why! #I'm gonna try not to though and to be more patient #anyways today sucked and I need a distraction so now seems as good a time as any #Flickposting #blog stuff

[mattodore]

OC Evolution tag: 2024 <- 2018

choose an oc and show the progress of the earliest to latest version of them

tagged by @elderwisp! it took me hours to find the oldest trays i could of theirs but uh... yeah. everyone else i've seen do this had such nice sims in the past but i think my old sims have to be some kind of sin against god.

i’ll tag @stinkrascal, @wldestluv-rs, @spurgees, @veone, and @warmsol <3

#thank you for tagging me 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨 #river dipping #theodore doe #matthias evanoff #echthroi #ts4 #icb i'm letting these versions of their sims breach containment... dennis reynolds voice this doesn't represent them!! #and these aren't even their oldest versions like these are just the trays i found in onedrive #ik i made theo's original sim in late 2017 but i couldn't find that version :( also can't find older screenshots of his sim before 2019 #so the original super alpha version of his sim is gone forever i think.............. and let's celebrate that actually #some of the cc i used to have just wasn't there like theo's skin had to be replaced entirely... i think i used to use like msblue or summat #but i tried not to make any big changes just filled in what i knew used to be there #tbh i think my sim style only started looking really nice july of last year like kjnghkfjnkghjndfkg DON'T go back in the archives!! #really i gotta go through my old posts and private and delete a bunch of stuff. especially the edits i plan to redo eventually. #meant to post this when i woke up but got distracted making a sideblog and going through old posts #and then i took A Nap #(three hours long) #i need to reply to my messages now 🧎 feel a little off today tho so. might be slow at it