gator tillman come home the kids miss you

i would obliterate him im not kidding.

haunted house time

I love how Barbie (2023) takes pains to drive home that the Real World is in fact our world and that it contains the whole of real human suffering and joy and is full of regular-ass imperfect people

AND THEN takes the Mattel boardroom and once more heightens everything, makes it absurd and offputtingly sterile and puts a cardboard background outside the window and makes all the acting of the employees physically stiff and artificial-seeming, as a way to point out that the rich and powerful are living in a similar kind of detatched artificial fantasy world to barbieland, even if it's technically contained to our world

because all that money and power means practically speaking, capitalists aren't real people and are playing pretend their whole lives

scott pilgrim au because eddie fighting steve's numerous suitors is fun

Stop it rn

PEDRO PASCAL ━ The 2023 Met Gala Celebrating “Karl Lagerfeld: A Line Of Beauty” (May 01, 2023)

#favorite new seat JOSEPH QUINN for Gris Dior x

had this cliché rom com exes to lovers idea where you and eddie break up three months before steve and nancy’s wedding — which is a week-long destination wedding that has been arranged and planned and booked nearly a year ago. 

so when you get on the plane? bam! seatmate!eddie

get to the resort? boom! no available rooms. roommate!eddie

he refuses to give you the bed so you sleep on the futon for the first night, the second night you’ve already planned to get back to the room way before him to take the bed. for the remainder of the trip you never know who’s gonna get the bed, one night you even race. he swears he can beat the elevator to the seventeenth floor… but first he jumps into the elevator to hit all the buttons.

you both do alllll the things that irritate each other — he clips his nails in the middle of the room and pees with the door open. you don’t clean out the drain after you shower and leave your make up all over the counter.

he gets jealous when he sees you flirting with another guest in the pool. so he finds a guest of his own to flirt with to make you jealous — it works, but you still hate him.

almost every day leading up to the wedding nancy and steve have events planned. little get togethers, an excursion or two. one day everyone goes zip lining, eddie doesn’t like the way the instructor does your harness and insists on checking it himself (😒 as if he knows anything about harnesses) another day there’s a special dinner with a private chef, eddie is allergic to pine nuts and strawberries and you pick apart every dish even though nancy insists she alerted the chef to everyone’s allergies.

the night before the dress rehearsal you had a date planned with the guest you’d been flirting with over the past few days. it doesn’t go well — at all, he’s handsy and rude, and makes a comment about the shape of your nose. you end up in the room earlier than anticipated so you take your time getting ready for bed, letting your emotions flow, you cry and cry for a multitude of reasons, stress from the week included. eddie walks into the room and catches you crying — but he’s really drunk, like piss drunk.

he just looks at you and starts crying too because: “you know it makes me cry when you cry! why are we crying!?”

and even though he’s drunk, you tell him about your date, he listens and assures you that your nose is his favorite thing about you. which is ridiculous — but for whatever reason you believe him. it’s all very sweet, albeit a little silly.

he wakes up very early with a gnarly hangover, you grab the ice bucket and run to the futon to catch his vomit. you nurse him back to health for an hour or so and you both fall back asleep together in the bed. when you wake up, you both go down to the buffet for breakfast, eddie wears his sunglasses because his eyes are fookin shot. over breakfast he asks if you want to go into town. you end up spending a stupid lovely day together before heading back to get ready for the rehearsal dinner.

eddie gets them googly heart eyes because you’re stunning in your dress — he can’t stand the idea of seeing whatever you’ll be wearing to the wedding the following day. you can’t stop looking at him because he’s got his hair up in a bun and a white linen button down that’s only half buttoned and you can see his ink right through the fabric.

he helps you out of your dress that night but he doesn’t try to touch. he gives you the bed without a fight or a race. you clean your hair out of the drain in the morning and put all your makeup away.

but that’s the last you see of eddie until you meet to walk down the aisle together with the rest of the wedding party.

anyway, you get where i’m going w this, right?

steve had such a vibe chance from s3 to s4

s3 steve harrington is so babygirl that he’d beg and moan so loud that you have to cover his mouth while you ride him and 100% and asks to cum while his hands dig into your thighs. Also would love to eat pussy any chance he gets bc ur just “so sweet” to taste

s4 steve harrington is so daddy it hurts. He’d manhandle you, spit in your mouth if you asked, and have no problem calling u his little slut as he pounds into you raw from behind. He’d also wrap his hand around you neck and smirk when you cry and beg for him to go harder and faster.

I do not support all women because this should’ve been MEEEEE

It’s been really cold, dreary and gloomy where I live so I wanted to draw something soft, warm and sweet to balance it out 😊

Happy holidays, folks!

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Don’t Mention It (Steve Harrington x Reader)

summary: some mornings are bad mornings, and they’re filled with memories. Steve and you work through them together. (wc 1.3k)

warnings: angst, past trauma mentions, non-sexual nudity

a/n: had a moment where i thought about how how everything that steve has gone through often gets played for laughs and got so upset i wrote this. it kinda reads more loose than a typical narrative structure, my b

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Steve showers in the morning. 

In high school, he used to shower at night. To wash the pool chlorine and layers of the day off of his skin. 

But then things went bump in the night too often, too frequently. You and him both know now that the darkness can hide something more than bad dreams or phantasmal shapes. 

JOSEPH QUINN by Claire Guillon — Paris Fashion Week

JOSEPH QUINN by Claire Guillon — Paris Fashion Week