Tumgik
#ow ow ow psychic damage
immult · 3 months
Text
imogen you can't just say I'M NORMAL HERE! :D about your mental powers when you've been ostracized for the very same reason in your birth town and expect me to not weep about it.
Tumblr media
178 notes · View notes
bioluminesced · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
ring bearers
377 notes · View notes
buttercupart · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
some wip sketches for redraws of old owl house art
156 notes · View notes
Text
Tommy doesn't wait.
8 notes · View notes
Text
*stumbles into the room covered in blood* did my taxes
2 notes · View notes
imminent-danger-came · 11 months
Note
girl help welly boots came on shuffle while i was already having sunburst duo thoughts and now im taking immeasurable psychic damage
And when you scream that it's not fair It's like I've gone off to the coast Left you behind just standing there Pretending not to see your ghost If only you could hear my voice But you are screaming far too loud to hear me swear Just because I left doesn't mean that I'm not still there
(The Amazing Devil- Welly Boots in case anyone wants a link :] )
HELLO??????
This is the s5 MK and Wukong dynamic of my DREAMS
18 notes · View notes
Text
no but seriously, i love you sm @danielhowell and @amazingphil thank you for bringing the comfort of my early teens to me in my mid twenties. it’s not just the nostalgia but it’s also this sense of familiarity and love that comes from having spent my formative years with you, learning so much from you and in turn about myself. this time round, i’m out too! and that is very precious to me. cheers to you, cheers to us and here’s to many more years with each other, and even more laughter and happiness. i wish you guys the best ❤️
5 notes · View notes
arkhamcalamity · 6 months
Text
How are you color coded?
Tumblr media
PURPLE CODED
purple, the color of wealth, prominence and owing your life to a king and crown, whether literal or metaphorical. you believe yourself above it all, believe that nothing can stand in your way and everything will go according to your master plan. but at the end of the day, you're terrified. terrified of what this quest for fame and glory might cost you. terrified of what you may lose in the rise to fortune. terrified of being alone even when you have so many smiling faces around you. you want truth, you want sincerity, you want... what DO you want, really?
Tumblr media
GREY CODED
grey, a study in dreams, nightmares, and silver linings. you are the type of person who finds the good AND the bad in everything. some people might find you annoying. others may call you pragmatic. you see things the way they should be seen, even if that makes you depressed - even if that makes you angry with yourself. you know the world is not as bad as it seems, but you know it's not any better than it was yesterday. you want to fix this, if only starting on your own life and the lives of your friends. and indeed, you're going to need them, your friends. the journey starts here, starts now, with a single step forward. so where are we going, my friend?
i think i stole it from @sanguine-salvation & @king-crane tagging: @babydxhl @bxrningblack @nrth-wind @dementedspeedster @oculusxcaro
4 notes · View notes
Text
I can’t do one more week of this shit I’m actually gonna die
Tumblr media
21 notes · View notes
essektheylyss · 2 years
Text
really gotta get into a grad program this time around so I can stop fucking bugging my poor undergrad thesis advisor with my mile long emails
14 notes · View notes
anxsity · 1 year
Text
oh and btw what if i told you look up and see a reflection. of someone who never gave way to the pain. what if i told them that now that im older. there isnt a moment id wanna change? yeah what then. tch if you even care.
4 notes · View notes
reversedpsync · 2 years
Text
(under a cut for discussion of spoilers, ryuki’s somnium right branch)
[presses my hands together] i love that the game opens on ryuki’s somnium love looking through his brain love seeing what lingers enough to be part of his subconscious mind! love realizing that the loafers you can find that felt really random and out of place were 100% his brother’s,
if you try to wear them there’s a 2x negative timie and negative timies are almost always found on actions that would either be very harmful to the psync subject’s psyche, or are things otherwise unwanted to the subject. if you inspect them aiba says they’re standard loafers worn by students, but they’re too clean, as if they have no sign of wear to them. that someone took good care of them. and mizuki says they couldn’t be ryuki’s then, because he’s rich but doesn’t really care about what he wears. And then aiba finishes by pointing out that they’re aso a different shoe size, so they must be someone else’s, and Yukuto died 12 years ago at that point, so Kuruto having grown a little since his teens isn’t out of the question......
:’D he’s so not ok. 
6 notes · View notes
dweamofsweep · 2 months
Text
could have gone my whole life without knowing ✨that✨ existed!
0 notes
digifag · 10 months
Text
i neeeeed to stop having thoughtssss foreverrrrr ^_^
1 note · View note
lanciilatte · 2 years
Text
THIS IS SO RUDE TO ME
0 notes
morganbritton132 · 11 months
Note
obsessed w this new saga with David and the other teachers.... perhaps them either coming over again for a small party - "it's mostly family!!" Hence being even more confused when even MORE famous people show up (THAT'S brony Erica???)
I’m picturing the same cookout from this post.
There are three new eighth grade teachers this year. Including David, there is Marissa and Jordan. Then there is Kathy, who has been at the school for two years. They are all trying to figure out what is going on with Steve Harrington.
The man is a complete mystery.
He’s a walking contradiction in a math pun sweatshirt and he is often the topic of conversation when the four of them are alone in the breakroom. Jordan describes him as ‘onion-like’ because he has many layers and Marissa always replies with, ‘yeah, a fucked up alien onion where each new layer is weirder than the last.’
It’s a bit cruel but also, they found an article about Starcourt Mall.
Who is just in a fire? Who saves a bunch of children from a structure fire that collapsed on top of them and doesn’t make it their whole personality for the rest of forever? Who just never mentions it ever?
Steve Harrington, apparently.
After David (and Kathy) left Steve’s house more confused about the mild-mannered math teacher than ever, he went home and googled ‘Eddie Harrington.’ All he found was a link to a Facebook page for some dentist.
So, like, who the hell is he even married to, right? The guy has a Grammy but not a Wikipedia page? What’s up with that?
All David knows is that when Anita (the teacher that’s probably closest to Steve) invites everybody over for a cookout and says that your partners are more than welcomed, he’s going. When Steve asks if it’d be okay if Erica stopped by on her way to the airport and Anita said yes, he’s definitely going.
He is not going to miss the opportunity to see the kid that gave her dad psychic damage by introducing him to the fucked up parts of the My Little Pony fandom. No way.
Kathy informs everybody that she will NOT be bringing her husband, but she will bring booze.
David arrives too early and ends up helping in the kitchen. He’s slicing up tomatoes with the world’s dullest knife when Steve gets there. He can’t see the front door, but he can hear Anita ask, “Oh, where’s your service doggie?”
“It’s his day off,” He hears Steve joke, “Brought the human instead.”
And then David hears the man of mystery’s man of mystery himself because Eddie says with 100% impulsive thinking and 0% brain-to-mouth filter, “Yeah, he brought his service top instead.”
David just knows that Steve is giving Eddie the same dead-eyed look of unbelievable that is reserved for students that mix their chocolate milk with peas and dare each other to drink it in the silence that follows. Anita, bless her heart, replies as happy and clueless as can be, “Oh, that’s cute. Because you provide a top-notch service.”
“Never had any compl- ow!”
The first time David gets a good look at them, Eddie’s pressed up against Steve’s back, looking over his shoulder at the pictures of Anita’s grandkids she has on her phone. One of his hands is wrapped loosely around his waist and Steve is holding the other one, fiddling with the rings on it. They look so casual, like they’re always standing that close together.
David watches as Anita points in the direction of the drinks cooler and Eddie slips away with a kiss to the side of Steve’s neck and then another to his cheek. They hold hands until they absolutely have to let go. It’s cute. Marissa, next to him, scoffs and says, “Gag me with a spoon, they’re fucking adorable.”
Eddie returns to Steve with two beers and a Smirnoff Ice for Anita, gets another kiss and clearly calls Steve ‘sweetie’ when he clinks their bottles together. Steve throws his arm across Eddie’s shoulders and Eddie tucks his hand into Steve’s back pocket like it’s the most casual thing in the world.
David loses track of Steve and Eddie for a while, catching them in his peripheral as he mingles with everybody. He seems them steal a kiss. He sees them laughing at something Kathy says. He sees them holding hands as Eddie looks utterly lost during a discussion of the baseball season.
At one point, he sees Eddie stand up on the bench of the picnic table and get yanked down by Steve. They’re both laughing and Steve gives him a kiss that is not exactly chaste.
Cindy rolls her eyes at them and says that they’re always like that.
Him and Jordan are playing cornhole against Steve and Eddie. He’s almost positive that Eddie is not as bad at the game as he’s pretending to be, but just likes when ‘Stevie baby’ guides him through how to throw the beanbags. If it wasn’t for Steve excusing himself than he probably wouldn’t have noticed the big SUV parked in the driveway.
His first thought when he sees Erica is ‘oh, she must be adopted’ followed immediately by ‘wait, duh’ and then by ‘hey, wait a minute.’
Steve gets stopped by her bodyguard before he can hug her with a big threatening hand on his shoulder. David’s still trying to figure out why she looks so familiar when Erica says to the bodyguard, “Uh, excuse you. Do not touch him. He was my first bodyguard, have some respect.”
Steve scoffs, “I was your babysitter.”
“I’m sorry,” Erica says, full of sass. Eddie is a couple steps back, grinning ear to ear. He loves when Erica and Steve get into it. “Did you bleed for me? Did you fight for me? Did you, Steve Harrington, get tortured so I made it out safe? I think so. Bodyguard.”
Eddie finally greets her with a bow, “Lady Applejack.”
Erica gives him a flat look and tells her bodyguard, “You can tase that one.”
David is still reeling from the words ‘babysitter’ and ‘torture’ that he probably would’ve missed Marissa in his ear if she wasn’t so goddamn loud, “Holy shit, that’s a fucking US Senator.”
Jordan is quieter when she mutters, “Language.”
Later in the evening when the sun is starting to set and they should all really go home and prep their lesson plans for next week, Anita’s husband lights a bonfire. David is sitting across from the fire from Steve and Eddie and he so tempted to ask what Eddie does for a living when Steve whispers something to him and then stands up quickly.
He can’t even ask what that was about because Eddie gets up and follows him, almost matching Steve’s quick steps into the house. They’re gone for a while, long enough that David gets up to check on Steve. He looked pretty pale when he rushed out of here.
He’s halfway up the stairs when he hears them, and he stops. Steve sounds tired but reassuring as he repeats, “I’m fine. I’m okay. I’m fine now.”
He hears Eddie respond with, “I know, baby. I know, but rest with me for a minute, kay?”
When he pokes his head around the turn in the staircase, he can see the bottom of Steve’s Nikes hanging over the top landing. He can also see the bottom of Eddie’s boots where he’s crouched over Steve. His first reaction is to think he stumbled on them in a compromising position, but he can’t bring himself to move just yet.
“You just had a seizure, take your time getting your bearings, sweetheart. Do you wanna go home?” Eddie asks in a cacophony of jingling metal rings and chains. Steve makes a noise that Eddie interprets, “Okay, do you want me to give you space?”
“No, come –“ The sound of metal clinking together doesn’t get louder, just more and when David pokes his head around the corner again, Eddie is straddled across Steve’s lap. Steve’s hands are on his hips and then higher, pushing up Eddie’s shirt clumsily just feeling him. “Feel floaty.”
“I’ll keep you grounded, baby.”
David knows he should leave, or at least looks away, but he stuck frozen to the floor at the sight of the scar tissue running up Eddie’s sides and back. They’re deep and jagged, and old. It looks like he was torn open and sewed back shut, and it takes David a long time to get his feet to go back down the stairs.
He goes back out to the fire a little dazed and later, it’s only Eddie that returns. He whispers something to Anita and then disappears into the night.
When Cindy makes a comment about Steve leaving without a proper goodbye, David tells her to shut up.
883 notes · View notes