#anyways here’s wonderwall

[greghatecrimes]

thinking once again about a 2023 House MD au where (during a case of course) House locks himself in his office for a week straight and gets high on adderall trying to beat the Sans fight in a genocide run of undertale. (He does the genocide run after True Pacifist to contemplate the ethics and philosophy of all of it.)

the epiphany that saves the patient of the week’s life is triggered by one of Sans’ terrible puns. the ducklings are so not amused. and as soon as the patient is stable (aka not actively coding) House immediately goes back to his office and finally beats the fight.

#2023 house md au #greg house #headcanons #undertale #yes i linked a d&p video because that video of the sans fight is *hilarious* (to me at least) #the voices they do for the characters are really funny #house would be so fascinated by flowey and sans i think #anyways here’s wonderwall

[mindmythorns]

tagged recently by @ghoullnextdoor for a toke & I haven’t done one in a hot minute so here’s a reminder that she be smokin 😚💨

#also hair is lookin shiny ✨ #anyways here’s wonderwall #selfie #thanks for the tag darlin ! 🥰

[rolangf]

—OCS as OBSCURE ASSOCIATIONS

hi nobody tagged me in this i just remembered it existed and have a new girl to talk at nauseam abt without actually Saying anything so here we go ✨but i will tag some besties to do it for their clowns so!! @ghostfvcker @bloodskinandteeth @loriane-elmuerto @shellibocs @unholymilf @florbelles @gwynbleidd @killerspinal @simply-jason @risingsh0t @muchadoaboutnot @teamhawkeye @lxmbert @scalpelsister @leviiackrman @xtinafrye @jendoe and you!

ANIMAL: spiders, arabian horses.

COLORS: gold. orange. blush pink. sage green. the colors of the desert.

MONTH: august.

SONGS: spectre, radiohead. african velvet, air. solitude, m83.

NUMBER: nine.

PLANTS: bird of paradise. peace lily. ginkgo.

SMELLS: smoke jasmine. dust. patchouli. cashmere.

TIME OF DAY: twilight.

GEMSTONE: topaz.

SEASON: the warmest spring.

PLACES: a dusty, forgotten manor. the arabian desert. a clawfoot bathtub in a candlelit bathroom. standing in front of a mirror. an empty ballroom.

FOOD: baklava. lamb. bruschetta.

DRINKS: hot tea. white wine. peach juice.

ELEMENT: air, with a touch of water.

ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: virgo, aquarius, pisces. i do not know enough abt astrology anymore to assign her sun moon and rising specifically but it’s these three.

SEASONING: nutmeg. cardamom. cloves.

WEATHER: overbearing heat.

SKY: clear, starry night sky.

MAGICAL POWER: teleportation.

WEAPON: a shard of glass from a broken mirror. garrote.

SOCIAL MEDIA: she would so be a pinterest girlie.

MAKEUP PRODUCT: mascara. extends those eyelashes so she can bat them.

CANDY: salted caramels.

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: horse through the desert.

ART STYLE: rococo.

FEAR: her personal fear being the mortifying ordeal of being known and loved anyway, however she is the fear of isolation. as an embodiment.

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: phoenix.

PIECE OF STATIONARY: papyrus scroll.

THREE EMOJIS: 🕸️🍯🕯️

CELESTIAL BODY: a shooting star.

#feel free to ignore this entirely btw cs. it’s Alot #and also i miss all the random oc posting i did on my old blog thats LOST FOREVER cs im capital d Dum and nuked it #anyways here’s wonderwall #this is so fun i will do it for all my ocs eventually #i just have to uhhh make the headers sbbdjsnsja #oc: odette haliçi

[thebowieconstricker]

Head Over Heels - Chapter 1

(The Creature x Reader)

A Lisa Frankenstein (2024) fanfic

YOU THOUGHT I WASN’T GONNA POST DIDN’T YA??? Nah I’ve just been doing other things. We’re gonna have ONE more chapter after this one and then… we meeting our boy. Enjoy!

~~~

1989, Brookview, Indiana

As you reapplied your mascara for the fourteen billionth time, you let out a sigh. It was the first semester of your freshman year and Taffy was determined to drag you along with her to your first rager. You had fought her for years when it came to you attending parties. They were your own personalized hell, too much smoke and alcohol and noise, and for the past three years of high school, you had explained this to Taffy. Somehow, for some reason, she had respected your decision and you had successfully avoided them.

On the condition that you would go to one when you were a senior.

Unfortunately for you, you now had to actually fulfill that promise.

Taffy couldn’t be happier about it, though.

You had been struggling with your hair, face, outfit, everything since you’d gotten home from school. It was a Friday, so you couldn’t use the school night excuse on your father.

Even if you tried to, you doubted he would keep you home. These days he seemed exhausted with you, too wrapped up in his own business to care to listen to your silly teenage problems. You thought that he’d be more dad-like these days, his kid going into their senior year, but no. Anytime you complained, he retorted that you should just be more like Taffy. She didn’t have problems! Maybe join the cheer team! He’s sure she’d teach you the ropes!

He didn’t care to know you would rather drop dead then join the cheer team.

Anyways, back to you. Getting ready, yes. You grabbed a jean-jacket littered with patches you had stitched on yourself. You had a job with a local tailor in town and you’d always loved to sew. You considered yourself an artsy person, fascinated with the art of creation. This patched jacket was an especially loved project of yours, a sort of comfort jacket. So, it was coming with you.

After putting it on and glancing at yourself one last time in the mirror, you heard a honk outside your door. Taffy.

You shut off your bathroom radio, currently blaring “Keep On Loving You” by REO Speedwagon, a favorite of yours. You hummed the rest of the song as you zipped around your bathroom, grabbing a shoe here and chapstick there, shoving things in your bag and absentmindedly combing through your hair with your fingers. One final check later and you were speeding through your house, running out of your bathroom, through your room, down the stairs, past the living room, and straight towards the door, grabbing the handle and yanking it open.

You gasped and squinted as you walked out of your house, taken aback. Taffy’s car lights were on and pointed directly at you, completely blinding. As your eyes adjusted, your stomach began to turn as you recognized the cherry red of her car.

There was no going back now.

You saw Taffy in the drivers seat, excitedly smiling and waving at you.

This was gonna be a long night.

~~~

“So… are you hot for anyone?”

Oh my god, Taffy would not shut up.

Yeah, you two had been friends for… forever at this point, but didn’t she know you well enough by now to understand how you worked? You were already going out on a limb here, why did she delight in torturing you? You didn’t talk a lot, you rarely had crushes! Why did she act like you were like everyone one else?

“Taffy, that’s gross.” You replied, groaning.

“It’s not gross! It’s human, (Y/N). There has to be someone at school you think is cute.” She looked at you grinning.

A thought popped into your head. You knew it wasn’t what she wanted to hear, but you couldn’t help yourself.

Your eyes shifted to look out the window. “I mean…”

Taffy gasped. “That wasn’t a no! Details, details!”

You giggled a bit at her enthusiasm. Perky as she was, she was fun.

“There’s… someone who doesn’t go to our school, I guess.”

Taffy nodded aggressively, bouncing in her seat.

Now, you knew very well that you weren’t interested in anyone at school, but you could… stretch the truth a bit. For her sake. Make her think there was still a chance for you.

“We don’t talk much, but… when I see him, he’s sweet.”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHH-“ Taffy let out a high-pitched squeal, causing your eyes to close tightly.

“Can you not?!?” You tried your best to maintain an annoyed expression, but her genuine happiness for you made your smile impossible to hide.

“What school does he go to??” Taffy was glancing back and forth at you and the road.

“He’s homeschooled.”

“Ooh, so he’s like, freakishly smart?”

“Yeah, freakishly.”

“Does he have more of a football bod or a basketball bod?”

“He, um- doesn’t play sports.”

Taffy gave you a look.

“(N/N), I thought I went over this with you. How are you gonna climb the social ladder this year if you only go after geeks?”

You wrapped your arms around yourself defensively.

“He just caught my attention, okay? It’s not like we’re anything serious.”

Taffy sighed and turned up the radio, beginning to hum along to whatever was playing.

You couldn’t hear it, though. All this talk about your bachelor friend had you daydreaming.

What would it be like if he went to Brookview High? Maybe he would actually be your friend. He’d help you with your math homework, eat lunch with you, walk you to class, give you kisses in the hallway…

EEEEKKKK

The car lurched to a halt. You jolted from your dreams, arm hitting the car door.

Damn, you forgot how bad of a driver Taffy was.

“We’re here! Alright, (Y/N), are you ready for your first official senior rager??”

Taffy’s smile was impossibly wide, her eyes shining in the darkness of her car. You could faintly hear the music and noises of the party, whoever’s house you were at ahead of you.

Sitting there in the dark.

Waiting.

You took a breath.

“Okay.”

~~~

Nope nope nope, this was the worst choice you could have possibly made.

You could have thrown yourself into oncoming traffic and you would have been better off than being at this stupid, awkward party.

Standing outside with an unopened bottle of water, you watched as Taffy flawlessly buzzed about. She seemed to somehow know every single person here, to the point where each of them was just so glad she made it! It’s not a party without her! Damn, girl, I’m loving the outfit!

You thought your jacket would have gotten you some complements, at least from the right people, but apparently not.

Even the goth kids were steering clear of you.

Was there a meeting before you got here to make sure no one would talk to you??

You swallowed harshly and began to walk over to one of the random coolers strewn about the lawn. Thankfully, Taffy hadn’t forced you inside the actual house. You were sure the music was even louder, and the bright lights pouring from the glass doors and walls that shone on the pool were much brighter and even more headache inducing inside. Finally getting to a cooler, you realized that you had already been holding an unopened waterbottle.

Mentally rolling your eyes at your own idiotic behavior, you decided to just commit. Yes, it was stupid, and yes, you should just go hide in Taffy’s car for the rest of the night, but you might as well just suck it up at this point.

Who knows? Maybe, just maybe, it would get Taffy off your back for good.

You bent down and opened the cooler, and your hand dove straight into the icy cold water. It was pure instinct, a desire to feel something that wasn’t hot and sweaty and awkward, and it honestly gave you a brief feeling of relief.

You took your original water bottle, now lukewarm, and placed it in the ice water, grabbing a new, much cooler bottle of water.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind and above you.

“If you’re looking to fade out, the ethanol’s inside.”

You furrowed your brow in confusion. “What?”, you responded.

“The booze…?” The voice said as you stood up, not yet turning around. “It’s in the house.”

You started to turn, now actually understanding whatever this guy was talking about.

“O-oh, yeah, I think my friend brought most of it-“

Wait-

Your eyes focused in the dark on the figure who was speaking to you. Pretty brown hair and eyes, a slight tan, and a face that you would recognize in an instant.

Why was Micheal Trent talking to you?

#lisa frankenstein fic #lisa frankenstein the creature x reader #lisa frankenstein the creature #lisa frankenstein fanfiction #lisa frankenstein movie #the creature x you #the creature lisa frankenstein #the creature x y/n #the creature x reader #cringe culture is dead #anyways here’s wonderwall

[trashasaurusrex]

yall i learned about exploding office chairs. what new fear did you get this year?

#theres like 4 recorded cases or something #but its also marked down as urban legend #note to self and others: cheap doesnt always equal good #anyways here’s wonderwall #talk

[revelour]

casual Merlyn moments 💛🖤

#( visage. ) #anyways here’s wonderwall

[djarrex]

may I present those who are interested with a few snippets of that 'Rex has a crush on a widow who's somewhat involved with Fox' thing

(It's still a f!reader insert but just written in third person bc that's how the cookie crumbled)

@literallydontlook @book-of-baba-fett @pinkiemme @maulslittlemeowmeow @thefact0rygirl @rowansparrow @misogirl828 @fett-djarin @bitwhizzle @imaginativefanatic @rexandechosandwich

#wip #need to come up w a title #anyways here’s wonderwall #captain Rex x reader #commander fox x reader #fic teaser anyone?

[daydreaming-dreamers]

I never got to do a Halloween thing, so I did a late one to feel better about existence.

#idk man #late halloween post #anyways here’s wonderwall #🎷 #me #whatever #✌🏻

[jonesyjonesyjonesy]

sometimes I wonder what he’d taste like. not in a sexy way, but in a what-if-I-licked-his-face-without-warning way.

#anyways here’s wonderwall

[20percentbug]

everybody fucking dies and collapses

#traditional art #art #my art #wonderwall #anyways here’s wonderwall

[greghatecrimes]

kutner when he’s stoned

(taub is filming and thirteen is the one sitting in the corner bc she’s also stoned and enjoying the show)

#Youtube #i found this in my drafts and I guess I put it there before i passed out last night? i vaguely remember it? #anyways here’s wonderwall #headcanons #lawrence kutner #chris taub #remy thirteen hadley

[hanabiira]

𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐀.  Miki Fuyuno

Attack: 90/100

Defense: 75/100

Mobility: 100/100

Kidō/Reiatsu: 100/100

Intellect: 80/100

Physical Strength: 50/100

Overall Score: 495/600

Tagged by: @windstormwielding​ in June of 2021 and tumblr just thought it’d tell me about it now.

#before you say she's OP: eat my shorts #this measure is old but all the captains hover at the high 400s-low 500s #but that was way before tybw #they all got boosts #anyways here’s wonderwall

[fjotla-vithir]

I saw your add for your venue and mentioned it to my FC on discord and got told not to bother. BC you aren’t stable nd cause drama get kicked out of groups/FC and will just delete everything in a few months anyways

So idk if that’s sabotaging but that’s what ppl are saying sorry if it not true good luck tho

Thanks anon. It’s definitely sabotage and none of it is true. I am certain I have no idea what you’re even referring to. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ So uh … whatever you’re discord is saying they must have me mistaken for someone else.

#anon #ffxiv #ff14 #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #anyways here’s wonderwall

[outlawwolfe]

Y’all ever just like get absolutely fucking crushed by someone/something and it hurts so bad but at the same time it doesn’t. Thats where I’m at.

#I feel like a fucking fool lmao #anyways here’s wonderwall

[hungerofhadarr]

Man how’ d I get so sloppy at playing guitar ? <- hasn’ t touched it out of shame and depression for just under 2 years

#personal #miss when I was good at playing music #anyways here’s wonderwall

[daydreaming-dreamers]

“I get nervous that you’ll leave me soon, even though we call each other every afternoon” Spirit Desire : Tigers Jaw AKA my cold and dark time of year go to

#idk man #forgot to post the updated icon #PS:It’s getting cold again so I will be even more annoying bc seasonals #anyways here’s wonderwall #🎷