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royalarchivist · 2 months
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I say this in the kindest way possible, but I think this style of prose is more appropriate for a personal account rather than an update account. I have no idea who's being talked about half the time. 🥲
[ Tumblr meme via @mikaikaika ]
#QSMP#Philza#Edited#Phil#Let me know if this needs an additional tag#I don't think this necessitates a discourse or neg tag or whatever because I'm being silly but I'm happy to add one if folks need it#I won't post this one on Twitter I don't think because I genuinely don't want to hurt anyone's feelings#but. I feel very strongly about this. It's not helpful#I say this as a fan and as a professional writer (who also worked in the Marketing and Communications field for far too long)#The prose is nice! It's very whimsical and they're having fun! But I don't think it's appropriate for an updates account#I recently turned off notifications for QsmpEN and I'm considering muting them because half the updates just aren't helpful to me#I want to be able to speed read through the update thread I don't want to spend an additional 30 seconds trying to decipher who's who#I don't like posting complaints so I tried to make it a funny complaint#because I do think feedback is good! And I know I'm not the only one who feels this way#but at the same time: these update writers ARE volunteers#(As a side note -- I personally think anyone running a large social media account should be paid)#(I did that for a few years and it was hell. I can't imagine doing that and NOT getting paid for it)#But anyways#They're all volunteers so I don't actually wanna go all pitchforks and torches on them (which I wouldn't do anyways even if they WERE paid)#I'm just venting my frustrations in what is (hopefully) a funny way#but you're welcome to disagree! That's ok too#Portfolio
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stevespookington · 1 year
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role reversal au part 2! (part 1)
“What the hell!” Eddie shouted, pointing past Dustin at the TV screen. 
Dustin winced and raised his hands slowly, “Eddie, hey, uh… you want to come in and sit down?”
“Yes! We have a couch in the break room, how about you come sit down?” Robin chimed in from over Dustin’s shoulder. 
Eddie’s gaze darted rapidly from between the TV screen and the three of them standing there, Dustin’s hands were still outstretched in what probably was meant to be a calming manner. 
It was not a calming manner. 
“Okay, Dustin. Quick question, why should I stay here and more likely than you get involved with that?” Eddie paused to gesture at the TV screen, hand shaking. “When I could, instead, not?”
Dustin winced again and exchanged looks with the other two. He looked back at Eddie and let out a sigh, “Because it’s probably already too late, Eddie.”
“Dustin you know I am excellent at running away, it’s never too late.” Eddie couldn’t stop his hands from shaking. Steve fucking Harrington not only was at his drug stash this morning but he was also most likely the top suspect in a murder case.
“Eddie…” Dustin started, but paused when Robin put a hand on his shoulder. 
She looked over at him and Eddie froze, for Robin wasn’t just looking at him, but was looking into him. Like seeing like. “Hunt the freak.” Robin said quietly. 
Oh. Shit. 
Eddie swallowed shakily. Any reason to go after those who were different, Harrington might be the top suspect right now, but that didn’t mean it would stay that way. “That couch is sounding pretty good after all.”
Robin gestured to the back room before she crossed to lock the store door, flipping the sign to closed with a sigh. Eddie followed them blindly back into the break room, still not processing what was happening. Hunt the freak, played in a loop in his head. He sank down on the couch and buried his head in his hands, what the hell happened. 
Eddie looked up at the others, Robin was perched on a chair while Dustin had claimed the other end of the couch. The redhead leaned against a patch of wall, anxiety on every line of her posture. Max? Yeah, Max sounded right. Eddie paused, he had forgotten a very important detail, “Who died?”
Dustin winced again, before he exchanged a look with Max. “Max and I think it was most likely Chrissy Cunningham. We biked by Steve’s house before coming here and it was a mess, police everywhere. We, uh, saw someone get carried out and then we came here.”
Eddie froze. 
“She was pretty messed up yesterday, I ran into her in the bathroom at school and she did not look good.” Max continued before rubbing at her head, brow furrowed. 
Well shit. Eddie was supposed to have picked up Chrissy after the game yesterday. He had gotten out of Hellfire and she wasn’t there, but that wasn’t surprising, people bailed on buying all the time. He figured she had just got swept up after the game and gone to some after party. But not this…
He didn’t think she would have gotten murdered… Maybe if he had wrapped up the session sooner. Maybe if he had looked around more or had just given her weed after lunch instead of promising something harder. 
Eddie swallowed and tried to fight back the guilt swarming him. What fucking if. “Oh, well. Shit. Harrington did that? I thought you said he was okay now, Dustin? Not, uh, a murderer…”
“He’s not!” Dustin shouted, indignation showing in every line of his body before he repeated more softly, “He’s not.” 
Robin placed a hand on Dustin’s shoulder, “Eddie, there’s some weird shit that goes on in Hawkins, weirder stuff than you have seen before. The kind of weird shit involving monsters, but right now what we need to know is what you know and what Steve told you. I can promise you, Steve did not murder Chrissy Cunningham. I know Steve was a jerk back in school, but I swear to you, he has changed. And even back then, he was not going around murdering people.” She leveled him with a clear look, no bullshit, and continued. “Please tell us what you know.”
Eddie desperately wanted to know what shit they had gone through together that Robin Buckley, band geek, was so unwaveringly defending Steve Harrington. He also really did not want to find out first hand, but from the looks that all three of them were leveling at him, Eddie thought he might already be involved in their shit. “Oh, well. She wanted to buy some…” Eddie paused and glanced at Max and Dustin. “Stuff from me yesterday, but she didn’t show up after the game so I went about my night.” Eddie paused and looked down at his feet, hands clenched in his jeans, he had just left. He thought it was alright and so he just left. 
Dustin chimed in, “Wait, Steve was supposed to give me home after Hellfire yesterday… I thought his date had just gone really well, but maybe he ran into Chrissy there? Or something?”
Robin scoffed, “His date most likely did not go well, that dingus doesn’t know what the hell he wants.” Robin stopped herself before she could continue, her brief laughter at Steve’s date cut off as her face fell. “But I can mock him later, more important things now. Eddie what happened next?”
“Uh, well I this morning I went out to Reefer Rick’s place, I was supposed to drop off some cash and pick up some stuff. And out of one of the boats, out jumps Harrington. He looked really fucked up, not physically, just mentally really bad off. And well, I guess dead bodies would do that… he uh, roughed me up a bit. Well, just startled, I think? He didn’t actually hit me or anything, but then he paid me to come here and get a message to you all. Code Red?”
Eddie stopped as the others all inhaled suddenly, the anxiety in the room rocketing up. The three of them exchanged looks and Dustin cursed under his breath. 
Eddie hazarded a guess, “Code Red is bad?”
“Code Red is very bad.” Max said with a jerky nod.
That very much did not sound good and Eddie knew what he was good at, running away. “Well, that sounds, not great. I think it is time for me to be heading home…”
Robin winced and cleared her throat, “Uh, not a good plan. Sorry. But you are probably safer with us for one thing, from what I understand, although I have only really been through this once, things tend to get pretty gruesome after Code Red is called. But also, they are probably… well they are probably going to have you on the suspect list pretty soon.”
Eddie blinked in disbelief and shot Robin a flat look. “What.”
“Uh, the whole ‘freak’ thing?” Robin winced again, “But even without that, Steve hangs out with basically two people. Me and Dustin. I do band, but what does Dustin do…” She trailed off meaningfully. 
Eddie stared blankly at Robin as she made small hand gestures before it finally clicked. Shit. Dustin was in Hellfire, they were going to think that Steve was tied up with something with Eddie. 
Dustin stood up and moved in front of Eddie, a pleading look on his face. “Eddie, we can explain more on the ride there, but I need you to trust me. You are not going to escape suspicion on this and even without all of the stupid people in this town, the implications of Code Red means you probably are still in danger.”
Eddie was very good at running, thank you very much Dustin Henderson. But also… he hadn’t gone looking for Chrissy and maybe he could have saved her from whatever this Code Red worthy thing was. A monster by the sounds of what Robin had said earlier? It sure as hell sounded like he was already going to be a suspect in this mess.
And maybe he could actually save someone this time. Maybe he could help.
He would much rather run away from this whole mess, but it sounded like it was too late.
Towards danger it was instead.
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cold-neon-ocean · 8 months
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🌐 ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs sɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ 🔻
Commission for the always wonderful Pisq <3
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futuristichedge · 2 months
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U know what. Here's a bunch of Silver WIPs in various stages of "will finish later" and "will likely stay unfinished." Enjoy
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oneknightstand-if · 3 months
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Corruption!
Jobs:
news reporter= +1 
police detective= +1 
paramedic= +1 
restaurant worker= +1 
security guard= +2 
hobby:dark web= +1
Choices:
If you pick the zalgo text (Not clothes but a body) and have backstory:accident= +1 
If you choose …what were we talking about again? and job:security guard= +1
“not a chance in hell” or violent slashing motion when adrian suggests a sleepover= +1 (if he is your friend/crush) 
“Nothing else of note has happened.”= +1 
If you tell Adrian ‘it’s fine’ when he sees the hand-mark= +1 
If you tell Adrian ‘it’s fine’ when he suggests looking up paranormal groups= +1
If you choose the zalgo text when you see the shadow at the ridge= +1 
If you ask about intrusive thoughts and are possessed= +1
“Pure unfiltered meta knowledge.”=+1 (when you ask adrian about the apocalypse) 
zalgo text when you discuss the bible apocalypse= +1 
If you walk towards the sound in the trailer= +1
If you go to the window again after you’ve been knocked down= +1 
If you poke your head out the window= +3 
If you choose not to tell anyone about the trailer= +1 
“In the end, everything turned out perfectly fine” =+1 
If you look at the accident= +1 
If you look at the accident, are a security guard, and choose “How am I hearing this?”= -1 
If you claim the trailer is perfectly fine when it’s obviously not (also has zalgo text)= +1 
If you choose “Nothing at all.” when Amnay is talking about no one noticing anything = +1 
“All the lights in the city die out” = +1 
When you look at the sickly yellow illumination =+1 
You freeze when Adrian tells you to run (zalgo) =+1 
“I freeze like a metaphorical deer in the headlights.” (when you are running from the thing) =+1 
“Cower and accept my fate”=+1 
“Get out of my mind” = -1 
If you choose to stay right there = +1 
Merlin appears= -1 
Vice:wrath and you choose to wallow in your rage = +1 (after you punch Adrian)
Vice:wrath and you punch Adrian again = +1 (after you punch Adrian) 
“Okay, this is my stop. You can move along now.” and Adrian is your friend/crush= +1
If you ignore the primal shriek of denial and take the elevator = +1 
If you are not possessed already and “We should take the elevator to my room.” = +1 
If you choose  “just a little urge” or “it’s just fine” when Adrian joins you in the elevator after you’ve told him to stay out = +1 
“Poor Adrian. Better left out than tossed off the roof” or  “No more cavalry for me.” = +1 
You reach the thirteenth floor using the stairs or the elevator =+1 
If you think there’s a reasonable explanation for the wall of darkness (partial zalgo) = +1 
The floor indicator is stuck on 9 = +1
Maniacal laughter = +1 
If you choose to stay in the corridor= -1 
If you go to bed= +1
You check under the bed= +100 
Ignore the stuff under the bed= +1
(It is not formatted very well, sorry! It was initially meant for personal use!)
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plipple · 7 months
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i wantrd to do something more for today but couldnt think of anything. oh well
anyways happy 1 year to tha tv show
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wren-of-the-woods · 26 days
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I've been seeing a lot of posts lately talking about how no one comments/reblogs/replies/etc anymore, and, as someone who comments regularly on a lot of fanworks, it sometimes makes me wonder if my efforts are worth anything. Then I remember how much happiness I get from comments on my own work/posts and how much the community of fandom can matter, and I remember the power that can be found in spreading joy instead of disappointment.
So -- to everyone who comments on fanfiction: thank you. You make the writing process worthwhile and so very rewarding. You make people happy every day.
To all the people who reblog art and gifsets and meta and anything else with enthusiastic tags: thank you. You make people smile and promote interesting conversations and make being on Tumblr so much more fun.
To anyone who sends people asks about their works, whether it's unprompted or part of an ask game: thank you. You give people reasons to talk about things they love and feel like a part of a community.
To the people who makes reclists: thank you. You give us more to read while showing the author how much their work is loved and appreciated, benefitting so many people.
To everyone who organizes events and groups and blogs and dedicated to fandom: thank you. You build community and love and excitement so effectively and it's wonderful.
To all the authors and artists who respond to comments and build community: thank you. You make people smile with your work and then again with your response.
To everyone who contributes to fandom and community in all the other beautiful, varied ways that I can't even begin to list: thank you. You are why we're here.
And, finally, to every writer, visual artist, gifmaker, cosplayer, maker of edits, writer of meta, or creator of art in any other form: thank you. Your work is wonderful and you make fandom what it is, regardless of who sees your art or how much response you recieve.
Keep going, everyone. You are a part of something beautiful.
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skylitcreations · 2 months
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"Cover up, dear. You'll catch your death of a cold."
Happy Valentine's Day! Dedicated to my Charlie, @dawnandstars
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skcirthinq · 7 months
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Soooooooo I may have gotten invested in tangledinink's (@tangledinink ) 'Im Sorry, Teenage Mutant What Now?' And like_theletter started a fic based off of this series, and taking inspiration from alicat54c's 'Empathy is Learned' series.
Anyways, here's some scenes from Scotch Gambit, by like_theletter (@liketheletter-l ), using tangledinink's human designs of the Rise of the TMNT boys.
Featuring:
Mikey unleashing youngest sibling demonic energy. (sketch 1)
Raph's counter to that. (sketch 2)
Leo getting parental praise being enough to break through the chess hyper-fixation. (sketch 3)
Leo smugly trying to manipulate Donnie into playing chess. (sketches 4 & 5)
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marcmorrigan · 2 months
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@fenglianweek day 6: memories/growing up
the best thing thats ever been mine
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unicyclingdogs · 9 months
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sun and sky :)
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franky-y · 6 months
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here is a bad quality video of people cheering at Jesse ripping apart some tape lol
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pikatzke · 5 days
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The Sunshine Court is ridiculously cheap and I think Nora deserves more money so here are some links to gifted copies I bought via Smashwords for anyone who wants them. (If a link doesn't work it means someone's already redeemed it)
https://www.smashwords.com/gift/pickup/NWUEWVKBKUWM8W4NQEE6T4HG3
https://www.smashwords.com/gift/pickup/3RFTB0F87YG40OARG501K2X7B
https://www.smashwords.com/gift/pickup/1RW6BM66QEDMP33TM034VRUWW
https://www.smashwords.com/gift/pickup/HOMNXE15BO623KR2561CL1K4K
Edit: 4/4 codes have been redeemed (but there are more in my reblog)
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accirax · 5 months
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Through the magic of an AU, Xander, Min, and Teruko make it through the night, avoid a Class Trial, and participate in the first motive alongside everyone else. Except, this time, the first motive is... a gift exhange?
(basically, if it wasn't clear, i'm drawing the drdt characters doing a secret santa exchange with each other, hopefully posting one interaction per day until christmas!)
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mondaymelon · 3 months
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ignore the fact i disappeared that was simple winter hibernation ( still sick and coughing out my lungs btw )
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for a basically nonexistent context it’s currently 1:50 am my paper is literally just on my mattress hello hard surface who and this is the most abhorrent lighting and i COOKED (dubious) 🔥🔥🔥‼️🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶🌶️🌶️✨🌶️😋😋🌶️😋😋🥺🥺💖💖✨✨
one of my ocs grgrggrjekslalksj I need to talk about them more on here nyways yeah uhm bye read the tags thanks
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koroart · 1 year
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I’ve been reading @damnilovefaerghus ‘s amazing fic Shield of Faerghus, Stone of Hope and it inspired me to make this piece!! This is the most characters I’ve ever drawn but I’m pretty excited to finish it!
Definitely give their fic a read too! ✨💜
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