this time baby I'll push my fingers into my eyes

also don't use google 😎

Sudden intrusive urge to listen to Nymphetamine fix by Cradle of Filth,

me as fuck

Reading A/B/O fics and reflecting on your sleeping arrangement habits are NOT two activities that should happen in the same lifetime

(just realised I sleep sorrounded by pillows in a way that totally made me think of nesting right fucking now and that's just rude)

I'm so entertained by the "the weirder guttural sounds we can make, the better" direction deathcore and grindcore have taken 💀

Nice lil' new EP by Synestia here.

Chat do you think if I asked Adrienne Lenker to marry me pretty please she'd say yes?

Delulu answers only, I'm already in love with the fictional version of fictional characters, I don't need a reality check on my parasocial relationships

Ok so in the last few days I reread one of my favourite steddie fics for the first time (remembered why i haven't before: the yearning. Mine, to be precise) and then I finished a fic from one of my favourite authors and it was... not good. And now I decided to reread blackout days, fairground nights because you all know I'm a masochist and

There are too many dots he doesn’t wanna connect, things that are making horrible sense about Steve Harrington. Not all, because the guy’s a constellation of confusion, but some.

And this guy… this fucking piece of shit cop.

He’s gonna lose some teeth.

‘Anyway, you’re rich,’ Eddie says, walking straight at Hagan who can sense trouble, but maybe not to this degree. Eddie’s always hated cops. ‘You can bail me out.’

AUGH

Steve can be unbearably gentle in a way that makes everything go fucking wild inside Eddie’s chest, in his blood, his bones. This vicious thing, this absolute bitch of a man can be so fucking sweet when he’s on the verge of getting all the bad things he wants.

screaming into the void

Bluesky introduced the saved posts feature

Why chat with friends so hard but doomscrolling and discord so easy