Steve : Rob, did you maybe .. I don’t know, Feel straight in the upside down ?

Robin : What.

Steve : You know, because everything is flipped ?

Robin : It doesn’t work like that Steve.

Steve : I don’t know, the way Eddie was staring at me.. I felt pretty gay.

this is absolutely something he would say lmao

When you both survive to 1987, and your boyfriend takes you to see the hottest new rock act in town. Then feels jealous because his other half is crushing on the guitarist HARD.

‘That better be a packet of lifesavers in your pocket, Munson.’

‘I admit nothing.’

3am Phonecalls

joseph quinn saying “how did they know?” in reference to eddie flirting with steve as if eddie wasn’t literally inches away from steve’s lips when he said “don’t ya, big boy”

thinking about how eddie was so mesmerised by steve’s tits in the upside down he literally had to throw his vest at him to wear because he was on the verge of hyperventilating and smoking 20 cigarettes in a row. 

double down

an. well. we’re here again. this acts as a part two to my fic dealer’s choice, but can be read separately (tho honestly why would u want to) i don’t know what came over me when writing this, jesus. comments and reblogs make me insane so pls do it<3 synopsis. after a sexually charged run in with your dealer, you go to his house for another hook up. he’s got the goods. 

warnings. 18+. minors (below 18) are not welcome. drugs, sex while high, fondling, kissing, female receiving oral, lil bit of biting, grinding against rings, female receiving penetration. not beta’d. 

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this is legitimately one of the best smut fics I've ever read! its so perfect, and exactly how I imagine Eddie to be like. fantastic job @ohcaptains

hi moonknight fandom

so I am a member of a did system, and I'd like to share some terms you should start using!

"fronting" it means being in control of the body, but it's much more comfortable to see as a system

"alter" different people that make up the system, like marc and steven are not two 'personalities' they are two alters

"cocon" it's when two alters from at the same time!

"DID" disociative identity disorder, do not call it 'multiple personality disorder'

Reblog if you think a woman can be complete without children

Trying to prove a point to my parents

Reblog if it’s okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a nice chat.

watching nwh before watching daredevil is the funniest thing ever bc u see this man and he looks fairly put together and then u find out everything wrong with him ever

Can’t risk it

The duck of creativity. I waited so long for it.

damn

Gotta listen to the duck of creativity

special spells || poly!marauders x reader

words: 3.5k

warnings: dom/sub dynamics, overstimulation, public humiliation/exhibitionism (in a way - it’s in public, no one actually sees anything tho), degradation, praise, unedited smut/fic, sirius being a little shit **safe words are put in place**, got really james-centric near the end because i’m a simp, overprotective james because literally why not, weird titles because i literally couldn’t come up with anything else lol sorry

note: this is a little fic inspired by this headcanon from @pinkandblueblurbs that i thought was just - muah - chef’s kiss. so thank you to her for allowing me to use the idea/prompt - and also to the person that sent it in! again, we’re pretending like peter literally doesn’t exist lmfao, he’s mentioned literally not even by name but just for effect. like that’s it, sorry i don’t fuck with rats. i hope you all enjoy!

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“Did you like question ten, Moony?” asked Sirius as they emerged into the entrance hall.

“Loved it,” said Lupin briskly. “Give five signs that identify the werewolf. Excellent question.”

“D'you think you managed to get all the signs?” said James in tones of mock concern.

“Think I did,” said Lupin seriously, as they joined the crowd thronging around the front doors eager to get out into the sunlit grounds. 

“One: He’s sitting on my chair. Two: He’s wearing my clothes. Three: His name’s Remus Lupin…”

— Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

Remus Lupin

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.