I made my own uquiz in this trying time, take it if you are also bored
I do not accept constructive criticism cause these bitches are Fire but this should be fun so lets go

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I made my own uquiz in this trying time, take it if you are also bored
I do not accept constructive criticism cause these bitches are Fire but this should be fun so lets go
"Do you think my mom and dad like me?"
Carol drags her felt-tip marker from one mole to another, and then down the curve of Steve's cheek to the dots on his neck.
She thinks about it.
They're only five but Carol had a lot of opinions. It makes it easy for her to conclude, "No."
Steve slumps.
"That's okay though," She decides. "My mom doesn't like my sister very much either."
"No one likes Cathy, Carol."
Steve slumps even more until he's lying on his back on her bedroom's pink carpet. Carol follows the movement, hovering over him as she connects more freckles together.
"My mom doesn't like Cathy but she loves her," She says. The statement hangs in the air just long enough for it to hurt when she adds, "Your mom and dad don't love you either."
The hurt is instantaneous.
It hits numb at first. Icing him to the veins and then exploding in the center of his chest. It feels like a knife. It feels like he suddenly can't breathe.
He has to move.
He sits up suddenly.
Carol doesn’t move back fast enough and - "Ow! You hit me!"
"Wha- no, I didn't!"
"Yes, you did!" She accuses, hand to her forehead. "You hit me with your big head!"
"You - you hit me first," Steve shoots back. "You hit me with words. You hurt my feeling."
"I didn't hurt your feeling. I told the truth. Maybe you're just a baby."
"Maybe you're not my friend."
Carol gasps and then turns towards her bedroom door and wails, "Mommy! Mommy, come here. Steve hit me!"
Steve gasps this time.
"You're going to get in trouble now," Carol taunts. "You should've been nice to me."
Steve has a split second.
He decided to meet Carol right where she's at and burst into tears when Mrs Perkins walks through the door.
He sobs about Carol being mean and about her drawing on his face, and he's going to get in trouble at home and - and -
They both end up in time out.
Sitting on opposite ends of the couch, Carol stretches her legs into the space between them until she can nudge Steve with her foot, "Psst."
"What?"
"You're really good at fake crying."
"So are you."
"Thanks," She says. "...It's okay that your mom and dad don't love you 'cause I love you. You're my best friend."
Steve still wants his parents to love him but, "I love you too."
Robin loves Steve in a completely platonic our-souls-were-fused-together-in-an-underground-Russian-torture-bunker kind of way.
She really does but she wishes this man had more self-awareness of who he is and why exactly he can't just - "drop you off. Its raining and I'm already here, Robin. It's not adding to my commute if I let you out at the door."
"That's not the issue."
"Oh, so you don't care about the gas I’m wasting picking you up for school?"
She gives him a flat look, "No."
"Ungrateful youth."
"Okay, Grandpa," She cracks a smile. "It's not that I think you'd mind. It's that everyone else will mind."
Steve raises an eyebrow, "Why would anyone care that you get dropped off??"
"No one cares that -they'll care who is dropping me off?"
Steve is silent for a second - contemplating and also merging into the drop off lane - and then he asks, "Literally why would anyone care about that?"
"Because you're you??!"
"I’m me," He nods slowly. "Your coworker. Your friend. I’m not seeing the problem?"
"Steve 'The Hair' Harrington-"
"Hate that nickname."
"-starts dropping off a nobody girl from band and you think that's not going to disrupt the high school ecosystem? People will think we're dating."
"I don't even go to this school anymore??" Steve says. "Rob, I love you. Tectonically, or whatever. But no one is paying that much attention to other people."
"They are," She insists, "To you."
Steve shrugs.
He then reaches across her and pushes open the passenger side door because, "- oh look at that. The front door. Of the school. Where I’m dropping you off and, gasp. The world didn't explode."
Robin gives him a very flat look, "Don't say gasp."
He grins.
She grabs her backpack and her trumpet case, and tells him, "You're the worst."
"Feeling like the best right now."
"I hate you."
"No, you don't."
Robin doesn't even make it to her locker before being asked if Steve Harrington is her boyfriend.
While Robin is fighting for her life to convince people that she is not dating Steve, Dustin is telling everyone he sees that Steve Harrington is his best friend. Practically brothers. He's kinda like Dustin's sidekick actually.
No one believes him.
[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
affirmations they will not kill me at work today. it is not in my job description to get killed. if they did kill me at work that would be weird and probably not worth it for them
please god let chatgpt die out like nfts did. With a fast and graceless fall into irrelevancy
Like to charge, reblog to cast.
This spell has a very low hit ratio, so we need a lot of us to do it.
i like how hannibal gets a whole tragic orphan forced cannibalism backstory set in a gothic childhood castle to explain why he’s like that but for will it’s just uhh yeah well my mom left and we were poor so now i’m the freak of the fucking century
"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry
Eddie: *picks up two drugged and injured ice cream salesmen off the road*
Robin:
Steve:
Robin: I can't believe we survived that
Steve: Yeah...How was seeing a hideous freak creature for the first time?
Eddie: ...?
Eddie 'the freak' Munson: *is a freak*
Eddie: *isn't even trying to be a freak creature so-*
Robin: Honestly, it-
Eddie: Is fucking uncalled for, man, and rude as hell to say.
Steve and Robin: *remembering that they fought a freak creature made of people who probably died*
Robin: You're right.
Steve: Sorry.
when the characters never really make peace with it
Steve, seething with rage and jealousy every time Dustin talks about his cool new adult male friend Eddie Munson, is about thirty second away from learning that Robin can't hang out after work because she has to meet up with her partner to work on their art project.
"Oh," He says. "No worries. I'll drop you off."
"No. That's okay. It's in the complete opposite direction of your house and you're always complaining about gas - as you should! Gas prices, am I right? And anyways, so..." Robin rambles.
Steve narrows his eyes and asks, "Where do they live? Cherry?
"No. More like..." She winces. "Forest Hill?"
"..."
"I didn't pick my partner and he's actually a really good artist but-"
"You can work on your project at my house."
"Steve."
"You can work on your project at my house, Robin."
i wish drawing was a real thing that you could actually do
In 2026, the chicest thing a gay actor can do is never explicitly come out as gay but also make it abundantly clear that he is. Coming out is too modern. Staying closeted is too old fashioned. But this method merges contemporary freedom with Old Hollywood glamour and allure, and it weeds out the dumbest people who truly don’t get it. I call it the Pascal Method.
Taylor Swift does this
no she doesn’t
You clearly don't go here or to queer history and signaling, or both, enough to have this conversation and I'm not going to explain it to you. You could have asked questions, you could have done even a modicum of research. You didn't and you made yourself look ignorant. Goodbye.
#I'm fucking crying#this is an instant classic#this is the next meme#i can't believe I'm here to see a baby copypasta nary two hours old#I can't#lol#i laughed way too hard#iconic
(nods sagely) (nods basily) (nods rosemarily) (nods saltly) (nods star anisely)
Next years met gala theme shoold be the cw's supernatural
every political scandal has to be called ____gate now because 54 years ago a guy named blowjob told reporters there were bugs in the democrat offices
Anyone can ragebait Steve within a five year range. With anyone 5+ years older than him, he tries to be nice and respectful to a degree. Anyone 5+ years younger than him experienced an endless patience and frankly. If you ask Dustin, it's ageist.
"Holly gets Nice Steve who makes grilled cheese and helps her find her softball cleats but I," He says. "I, your best and only friend, get lectured for ten minutes for putting my backpack carefully in your back seat. Unbelievable."
"You were only careful because you had a snake in there!"