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just learned people associate em dashes with chat gpt. Girl fuck you. You can pry em dashes from my cold dead hands. One of us is gonna have to stop using em— and it’s not gonna be me!

bones and all

Favorite adderall review

Tired of the “she did nothing wrong” mindset. She did EVERYTHING wrong and I’m still on her side and that’s true dedication baby.

i’m going to hold your hands when i say this and i am only going to be kind about it once: ai does not belong in fandom spaces, ever. not in writing, not in art, not in video, not at all. it does not matter how bad you want to see your favourite characters kiss, or how much you need a bit of help finishing a chapter, or whatever.

make friends with artists. commission somebody. learn to draw yourself. ask for a beta read. try a writing partnership. fandom spaces are communities, so engage with them! it is about the journey and the fact that we all love something enough to create and build together about that thing.

spending 30 seconds to kill a tree and get an AI to push out some soulless empty piece of “content” is antithetical to the entire point of being engaged with fandom, and if you’ve taken to doing this you should really reconsider if you belong in these spaces with the rest of us.

Wrong Number AU where Eddie gets a new number and then starts receiving text messages from the most depressed person still alive.

At first, he ignored them.

It’s pretty obvious that this guy thinks he’s texting a dead friend or dad or someone. Eddie’s not going to take that away from someone clearly grieving, but then the texts get concerning.

He shoots a text back. After the initial ‘WHAT THE FUCK???’ and Eddie explaining the concept of companies reusing phone numbers, they talk. Eddie tells him to text him anytime he’s feeling low.

They talk almost everyday.

Eddie’s mystery texted won’t tell him his real name. He says he likes the anonymity of it and something about the government, but Eddie wishes he’d change his mind.

Sometimes Sad Boy will text him in the middle of a depression spiral and the conversation with tapper off without any good resolution. Eddie spends half the night worried to death only to receive a text the following morning like ‘ALL GOOD. FELL ASLEEP.’

He wants to respect Sad Boy’s wishes but he also wants to find him. And then he does find him, completely on accident.

He is following his newest Hellfire member into a store so he can get money off his brother. Eddie is honestly not paying much attention to who Dustin is talking to, shooting a text off to Sad Boy about strangling the youth.

He hits send and hears a ding immediately.

He looks up to find Steve Harrington pulling his phone out of his pocket. He shoots a text back and Eddie’s phone vibrates a laughing emoji.

Oh no.

working class

Hyperfixation so bad people think of me when they see it

Love it when tumblr users display the strangest anon hate they've gotten on their banner. It's like a deer's head mounted on the wall but the deer also calls you a slur