Maybe the greatest honor a comic could receive.
sometimes my bro in law sends me tiktoks and i feel every year of my age because i just…don’t get the joke
I was woken up by a phone call super late/early (everything was fine) then woke up at like 4:30am for no good reason. Fell back asleep after a little while and slept until after 9am.
Who am I?
Can’t remember the last time I slept that late, jeez
My concern is…
#the hot dad vibes coming off olyphant on this show are like radioactive and lethal#the way he honestly genuinely adores his undead flesh-eating wife is also a thing of beauty#like if gomez addams was a slightly anxious loose-hipped white guy#who’s honestly just trying his best with a trying situation of ongoing zombie-ism#but really just loves his wife more than anything else#also i’m so glad he didn’t come off a decade of deadwood and justified and get stuck in a ‘srs violent man’ rut#but went full comedy instead and honestly seems like he’s having the time of his life#santa clarita diet #gif
13 + Steve Harrington? But even if there's no blurb, I still wanna know what you're 13th song is! 💗💗💗
Diet Mountain Dew - Lana Del Rey
Your college was a long ways away, but Steve was able to survive the trip as long as you were in his passenger seat to keep him company. You had no idea how he always got back to Hawkins in one piece, maybe that’s just another well-kept mystery of your little town.
The air conditioner blew at your legs that were propped up on the dashboard, you sat next to an empty driver’s seat in the lot of yet another gas station. During your wait, you focused on details that you’d usually miss, like your senior portrait hanging off the rear view mirror with an air freshener to compliment it, or the tear in the seat cushion that consequently make the “no weapons in the cabin” rule go into effect.
Steve pushed the swinging door outwards with his foot, since his arms had suddenly filled up with snacks. You leaned over the center console, reaching for his door handle to let him in.
“Thanks,” he picked a pop can from the litter and tossed it over, “for you.” You caught the green can in your lap and gave it a once over.
“Diet? Really?” You shook your head and popped the tab up anyways, hearing that quiet sizzle upon release.
“It was all they had.” Steve sighed with the sane amount of disappointment as he opened his matching drink. “Check this place off the map, I can’t believe they have almost no selection. What kind of world are we living in?”
“This is what we get for driving through the middle of nowhere.”
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Me sittin’ here, seriously concerned for all the young kids who are gonna’ grow up in this fandom environment thinking they’re secretly evil monsters because their sex fantasies aren’t strictly pure or vanilla or because they ship something with an unhealthy dynamic. Soooooo many people must hate/be terrified of themselves.
You’re fuckin’ fine.
The human brain is weird. Sex fantasies ≠ actual desires. If you ask yourself, “would I want to act out this thing in real life” and the answer is “fuck no,” then you’re fine. Shipping is also not an indicator of what you would condone in real life. You are not secretly a monster. You are a human being. Human beings are complicated. Please calm down and treat yourself to a smoothie or something.