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punkcherries · 8 months
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manicpixieangel444 · 3 months
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dreamsy990 · 9 months
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i think we should pay more attention to the mental health of younger kids instead of telling them theyre just trying to be "cool" and are "faking it for attention" actually
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tinystarpixels · 6 months
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cerealkiller740 · 2 months
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1990 Pepsi Cola ad
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incorrect-hs-quotes · 10 months
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Dirk: Kinda fucked up and nasty how vampires drink blood, imo. Like. Pepsi costs a dollar seventy five
John: Where are you getting pepsi for $1.75???? that shits like $2.30 MINIMUM
Dirk: Hospital
Roxy: who the fuck is paying 2.30 for a pepsi?
Dirk: Not me, I’m paying a dollar seventy five. At the hospital.
Jake: I pay like $2.50 but I’m Canadian
Dirk: I feel like we’re getting off topic
Rose: Blood is free?
Dave: so is pepsi if you steal it?
Jade: why is… why is dirk getting his pepsi from the hospital?
Dirk: because it’s only a dollar seventy five 
Jake: Why in God’s name would a vampire drink pepsi?
Dave: why would anyone drink pepsi?
Jane: That’s why I’m not a fan of the sexy vampire trope. 1. It’s overused and supports the current status quote of typical vampire supremacy: worshiping rich folk. 2. Vampires prey upon humans and therefore symbolize capitalists preying on the working class. 3. Werewolves are much sexier imo.
John: Am i having a stroke?
Roxy: u might wanna go to the hospital then.
Dave: ihear the pepsi is cheaper there.
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lesbianbanana · 4 months
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genuinely how was Dakota born? Does Bacchus sometimes come to life while Dionysus is at chb and randomly go reproduce because he's not confined to Zeus' rules? Did Bacchus just think the kid into existence Athena style? Was he just really fucking drunk one time?
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formosusiniquis · 7 months
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bela lugosi's dead
written for the @steddiemicrofic prompt: suck | wc: 480 | T | cw: none | tags: vampire!Steve
Like every good freak worth the nickname, Eddie made a habit of reading Dracula every Halloween. 
The first read led to closeted daydreaming about getting abducted by a handsome vampire. Letting himself poke at desires he hadn’t been ready to commit to. With age his fantasies and aesthetics matured, until he was the bloodsucking creature of the night stealing pretty boys away to give in to their secret temptations. So, if he's honest, he’s having a hard time dealing with life and the lemons it’s juggling off to the side of him.
“It isn't fair.”
“Hmm,” Steve, with his red puffer vest and his coordinating Nikes, sat across from him at some point in full view of Eddie’s misery over his annotated copy of Dracula.
“There's an aesthetic you're failing to appreciate and it isn't fair that you-”
“Are we going to do this every time?” He asks around the straw in his mouth, poked into a blood bag labeled ‘Robin:)’ like he’s sipping from a juice box.
“Until you stop dressing like a JCPenney catalog model, or vampires become lame, yeah we probably are, Harrington.”
“Fine,” he sighs, having the decency to pull the blood bag away from his face, “I'm sorry that you had to have five blood transfusions and basically have new, non-vampire blood. No one has ever suffered the way you, Eddie Munson, have.”
“You're being sarcastic, but I have suffered so apology accepted, Stevie.”
“Now you.” Steve prompts, gesturing with the bag in his hands.
“Now me what?”
Steve sits up, a languid move that makes Eddie’s prey brain sit up at attention and his horny boy brain poke its head up too. “Say I'm sorry, Steve, that you had to save the world for the fourth time so a bunch of freaky bat venom metastasized-”
“You absolutely stole that word from Henderson,” breathless, the jab doesn’t carry the weight it could.
“-in your bloodstream and combined with the remains of the experimental Soviet drugs and now," He crawls closer, "you can't eat garlic anymore.”
“That's the hang up for you? Not the blood drinking?”
“I'm Italian, I can’t eat anything anymore. Sure I can supplement the blood with raw meat, but what’s the point if everything is poorly seasoned.” Blood bag all but forgotten in the arm chair, he has Eddie pinned in place looming overtop of him, talking shit about what he’ll never be able to eat again.
The white collar of Steve’s t-shirt is visible beneath the color-block vest, even that isn’t enough to stop his brain from screaming predator on repeat. Supernaturally strong, it doesn’t take more than a hand on the shoulder to push Eddie down horizontal on the couch. He has to feel Eddie’s heart beat, the way it pounds in his chest as Steve noses up the collarbone to his neck. “Really does suck for me, huh baby?”
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wawataka · 6 months
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his eyes are the radiant color of the blue pepsi can. or whatever the kids say these days
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uuultraviolent · 23 days
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do i wanna hate myself today or do i want to think im the shit
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eightiesfan · 1 year
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How to Open a Soda Can (1977-1978)
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tinystarpixels · 6 months
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dilf-in-peril · 5 months
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People are still expecting Punk to return this week? delusional lmao
What do you mean delusional....
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Divination is a respectable art, don't you ever call them delusional again.
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quecksilvereyes · 7 days
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my coworkers are all entering Diet Time again which means i get to listen to them agonise about calories and got to listen to a coworker i really like point to all the parts of her she thinks are "too fat" because she wants to have her skinny hot girl summer.
one of them recently had a gastric band put in.
i wish i could take all of them by the hands and tell them they're lovely no matter how much weight is on them. that starving yourself doesn't help with self image or the kind of mental spiralling that leads you to tell your fat coworker that because you have a double chin when you tuck your chin into your neck you deserve to not eat for months on end.
i wish i could tell them that their bellies have pouches for their organs and even if it was just fat. it's okay. it's okay to have that second coffee. you can put milk in it i pinky promise.
you'll be fine. you'll be alright. you can't hate yourself into a shape you will be satisfied with.
i wish that when i tell them that, they could hear me.
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navarresimp · 1 year
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can Octavio pick up Craig in his humanoid form
holds him like a sandwich
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