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ooowyn · 10 months
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in another universe we could have had it all
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hajihiko · 10 months
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Too bright☀️
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nburkhardt · 9 months
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For @strangersteddierthings 💜
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“Dude, are you and Harrington dating?”
Eddie jolts and looks up at Jeff, his best friend looking at him up and down, causing him to look at himself. There’s nothing different he’s wearing, it’s his usual ripped jeans and a Metallica shirt his jacket was thrown on a random chair earlier.
He looks back up at Jeff, “why exactly are you asking?”
Jeff shrugs, “You guys just seem really close lately”
That doesn’t say much, at least not enough for him to figure out what dots Jeff decided to connect.
Even if he does want to be dating Steve.
“We’re close, yeah. But, uh, we aren’t dating. At least, not right now”
That makes Jeff raise his eyebrow and his grin to appear, “oh not right now, Eddie?”
All he can do is blush and nod, putting his guitar down to mess with his rings instead, “yeah, uh, I do want to be dating him but I’m not sure if he feels the same”
His friend huffs out a laugh and Eddie can tell he’s shaking his head even without looking at him.
“Ed, listen to me, that guy isn’t as touchy with anyone else but you”
That brings out a laugh, “then you haven’t seen him with Robin. Trust me, he doesn’t mean anything”
Jeff shrugs, “I’m telling you, Steve Harrington is not a touchy person. Not like you at least. Should ask him and maybe something will happen.”
He doesn’t say anything back, his mind racing a bit. Instead, he grabs his things and makes a move to leave only to be stopped again.
Jeff’s smile wide with mischief, “I call best man at the wedding if this is what gets you guys together”
It startles a laugh out of him and calms his nerves, “yeah, deal man.”
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The moon is casting a glow across the trailer park and the wind is blowing but he’s warm and it’s partly due to his blush blooming.
The other reason is Steve leaning against him holding him close.
It brings back Jeff’s words from the day before, how he assumed they’re together.
“Hey, Stevie, are you this touchy with anyone else?” He forces himself to keep looking straight ahead, too afraid of whatever is on Steve’s face.
It’s quiet and he feels Steve tense up.
“….. no. Not really” Steve admits, he makes a move to move his arm but Eddie’s faster and grabs it still, “Eds, if- uh, if it’s too much-“
He shakes head, taking a deep breathe before shifting to actually look at Steve. There’s a nervous look all over his face and he’s not looking at him, his eyes jumping around but never landing on him.
“Steve, honey, look at me please”
Immediately Steve’s eyes snap to his and Eddie can’t believe he didn’t see it before.
His heart is beating faster, his blush is near permanent now.
Instead of saying anything yet, he slowly moves to sit directly in Steve’s lap. He has a front row view of the blush come up his face as he settles, Steve moves his arms and settles them around his waist pulling even closer and hiding his face in Eddie’s shoulder.
“You, I’m only touchy like this with you” Steve mumbles and it brings a smile to his face.
“Yeah?” He wraps his arms around Steve’s back, “I’m special?”
“So special”
He can feel Steve’s heartbeat against his chest and it makes his go faster, makes him warmer at the simple fact. “You’re special too, Stevie”
Steve mumbles something against him and he laughs, “I can’t hear you, lovely.”
“I said, I think I love you.” It’s a whisper and Eddie can’t tell if his heart has stopped or is beating so fast he just can’t feel it, “Eddie, darling, I do love you and I just didn’t know how to say it to you”
He shifts to move Steve’s head to look at him, his cheeks are a gorgeous red and his eyes are hopeful. It makes Eddie smile before leaning his forehead against Steve’s, it makes him go cross eyed but it doesn’t matter.
“I’ve been afraid to ruin our friendship, so I didn’t say anything to you” He whispers, “I love you too, baby”
There’s laughter, tears and sweet kisses. Wrapped around each other under the night sky.
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Years Later
“Today was beautiful, which, good job to Robin for planning this, if the boys would’ve planned it I don’t even think we’d have fresh flowers”
The crowd laughed and Jeff smiled as he watched twin middle fingers pop up from the couple, laughing he shakes his head, “You both know I’m right, like how I was the one to help you guys get together”
Eddie groaned and Jeff quickly shifted closer to Robin, “As the promised best man, I get to gloat all I want, Mr. He Doesn’t Feel The Same.” He poked his tongue out at him and watched as Steve let out a loud laugh along with everyone else.
After the laughter died down, “I’m ecstatic for you both, truly. You’re lucky to have each other forever and I can’t wait to see the life you build together. To Eddie and Steve!”
Everyone cheers, raising their glasses and echoing ‘To Eddie and Steve’.
Jeff raises his own glass to his lips and glances around before looking back at the newly weds. Steve has his arm around Eddie, their foreheads touching and Jeff catches their sweet words.
“I love you, darling”
“Beloved, I love you so much”
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This got a little longer than I meant to. Which is normal at this point haha. Anyway! Discord got angsty and Jess got caught in the crossfire, told her I’d make it up to her and this is it!! So I hope you enjoyed this sappy fic!
Inspired by this writing prompt: “Are you this touchy with your other friends?” “…No.”
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canisalbus · 3 months
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I find the thought of their modern versions having interests in medieval arts and traditions very cute, imagine Vasco learning how to play a lute and everyone questioning why not play a guitar or something similar. And even he doesn't know why, but a part of him tells him to do it.
Like deja-vus and weird desires of visiting Rome, commissioning fancy portraits and playing the lute while riding a horse in the country-side.
Same for machete, but he just accepts it as a hyper-fixation on the renaissance and moves on without questioning it much
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Day 7 of Medival Artober "Blacksmith"
When Y/N goes into the the next bigger village to get some things fixed or ask for something specific to be made for them Sun gets to see a lot of stuff, many things have changed since he was last able to freely roam outside and yet some things have stayed the same. And sometimes Sun dreams of a future as mundane and wonderfull as all these people get to live, as unobtainable as it seemed in the past... maybe, just maybe
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khickuwa · 11 months
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to more tomorrows.
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genisflyingkites · 7 months
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one sided heartbreak
my art based off flowers grow out of my grave//On This the 100th Anniversary of the Sinking of the Titanic, We Reconsider the Buoyancy of the Human Heart by Laura Lamb Brown-Lavoie//I Know its Over the Smiths//Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe//Cold Solace by Anna Belle Kaufman// Louis Undercover
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ninthdoctorr · 5 months
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we are always going to have different reactions to dw and different opinions on change and thats never going to go away lol.
i personally didnt need or want a perfect fix-it for s4 where donna gets her memories back and didnt die and gets to live happily with the doctor as part of her family while he heals from his trauma.
i see so many people that clearly wanted that and yay! im glad other people like it. i promise its not personal when i express my dislike of what happened.
i like the sad ending of a regeneration. i like the new doctor to have their post-regen loopy moments where they find out who they are and proclaim themselves as the doctor after they do. i like them reacting to their new tardis design and finding their new companion to help them through it all.
i just didnt feel much having tenthree still be there as they jointly destroyed the toymaker and as 14 comforted him and it felt all about how tenthree needed to heal.
i wanted gatwa to react to his own new tardis design, instead of tennant showing him all around it.
but doctor who will always be like that - some fans love it and some dont. and we all find common ground in the things we did like.
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boomdeyadah · 1 year
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Kind of a day 4 and 5 mashup for @jonmartinweek ! Cuddles and naps with the added knowledge that this whole situation is extremely ace. Image ID in alt text.
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starrystevie · 8 months
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for the incredible lex (@thefreakandthehair) in celebration of her big day! wishing you both all the happiness that this next chapter of your lives can bring you <3
as music and laughter poured out through the open back doors, steve and eddie were standing in the shadows, hands entwined and rings knocking together. there was a breeze whipping through the night air that always came with september, pushing up goosebumps on their skin under their department store suit jackets as it coursed over them.
"getting kind of chilly," eddie muttered, knocking his shoulder into steve's like it would give them the motivation to walk into their reception. he could hear robin in there singing something, no doubt a love song to nancy, and tried to tune it out so he could focus on the palm that was warming his. on the calm before the storm that was the rest of their goddamn lives.
"i kind of like it out here," steve replied with an easy smile, squeezing his hand once and then twice. "it's quiet. we get to just be us for one more second."
eddie shuffled impossibly closer, grin of his own pulling his cheeks up. "we can't hide here forever, sweetheart. gotta go dance so i can show off my new husband."
steve shifted the perfect amount so that he could press his lips to eddie's and wrap his free arm around his waist, pulling their chests together. eddie hummed deep in his throat and brought a hand up to thread into the back of steve's hair.
"you just want to go in to try and convince jonathan to play different music," he murmured against eddie's lips before kissing him once more. eddie pulled back and gave steve a look of mock indignation.
"me? never. you'd think getting married would stop the slanderous lies and accusations but even the holy sanctity of our union isn't enough to-"
steve tipped his head back in a laugh. eddie watched him like he was made of stardust.
"it's not even official in the eyes of the church, you drama queen."
with a tug that wiped the smirk off steve's face, eddie brought their foreheads together, releasing the hand that was tangled with steve's so he could curl it around his waist to bring them flush together. their eyes shut on instinct to be in the moment, to feel the night and feel each other. and just like it had been for the last five years of them being a them, the air that was dancing in their lungs was shared.
"yet," eddie whispered. he felt steve take in a shaking breath, the exhale making the curls around his cheeks flutter. "not official... yet."
steve tilted his head up, knocking their noses together gently, before opening his eyes. his eyelashes lightly brushed against eddie's skin and his fingers were trailing under his suit jacket to press against eddie's back, warmth seeping through his shirt and onto steve's palm.
brown eyes met brown eyes and it sparked through them like an oath in and of itself. they were matched in height, matched in eye color, matched in all the superficial ways that didn't matter. but they were mirrors of each other in the way that soulmates end up with different types of scars patched up by each other, with laughs that mesh together in harmony, with hearts that learned how to beat in time.
"i know, baby. when we..." steve started quietly, his lips still close enough to eddie's that he was tempted to pepper even more kisses onto them. "when it's official, it's not going to change this moment. you are my husband, mine. no slip of paper is changing that, you hear me?"
'husband' rang through the night clear as a bell, the trees blowing in the breeze like a celebratory dance for the two of them. the song inside changed to something softer and as it bled into their backyard, the two started up a dance of their own. it was easy to sway back and forth while looking in each other's eyes, not even picking up their feet like they were afraid of being swept off them if they did.
"i always hear you, stevie," eddie whispered.
eventually they'd go inside. eventually they'd eat the food that joyce made for them all and eventually cut into the cake that steve bought and eventually dance in the living room with the family that they made for themselves. eventually they'd cart the ones who could drive into their cars and eventually sit on the couch with wayne for a blessing of his own and eventually fall into bed like they've done a thousand times but this time with extra gold on their hands.
but right there, in the backyard with the trees dancing alongside them, they got to breathe, celebrating a day meant just for them and their matching heartbeats. they got to be steve and eddie just as they were made to be: for each other.
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crow-with-a-pencil · 6 months
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One year anniversary of the kelp blorbo who changed my brain chemistry forever
Happy birthday Beetle :)
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tightjeansjavi · 4 months
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We’re days away from 2023 ending and I’m feeling so many things that I fear I can’t put into words the way I wish I could. I’ve been in this community for 10 months and it feels like just yesterday I was posting my very first Joel fic, BIAHD after watching TLOU and immersing myself in the Pedro fandom. 10 months of writing, of reflecting, of making friends, and losing some along the way. 10 months of the highs and lows that come with being deeply involved in a community.
Ever since I was little I always struggled to feel like I fit in somewhere. I never was a popular kid. I was the kid picked last for everything. The kid that would invite everyone to her birthday party only to be letdown when only a handful would show up. In highschool I was your stereo typical nerd. I played the violin, golf, and I was the horse girl. Better known to some as the “pizza faced horse girl.” I got bullied a lot. Felt like the outcast that no one ever wanted. I found myself feeling envious of the girls in highschool with boyfriends and dates to the school dances. I always found myself turning to the things I loved the most to feel like I was wanted. I read a lot, both books and fanfiction. I became an avid model horse collector and I felt like I was finally belonging somewhere. Going to college was probably one of the best decisions I ever made..and then Covid happened and I felt like I was starting from square one.
I have made so many friends on here. Both old and new, and I am forever grateful for every friendship I have here. I’m grateful that I can have a safe space to write the stories that speak to me and share them with all of you.
2023 has taught me some valuable lessons that I will be taking with me into 2024. Life is all about learning from your mistakes, holding yourself accountable and growing. And with that, life is also about the good times and all the accomplishments, big and small.
I am grateful to my fellow writers, readers and everyone in between that I share a space with, and even if we have never spoken, and only have seen eachother on the dash? I’m grateful for you as well.
My hope for 2024 is that we’re all kinder both to those we share a space with and to ourselves. Community spaces are so vital to the human experience and I hope that this one never dies off. I can’t wait to see what we all accomplish into the new year.
Thank you for your kindness, support, empathy, and love. Thank you for reminding me that I am wanted even during the times that I feel I am not. I appreciate every single one of you that are here.
I am especially grateful for the shared friendships with @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @5oh5 @loquaciousferret @cavillscurls @thetriumphantpanda @pascalpvnk @cayleejz @netherfeildren @chloeangelic @macfrog @corazondebeskar @morning-star-joy @joelsgreys @cupofjoel @romanarose @gracieispunk @strang3lov3 @cherubispunk @saradika @elvinaa @dinsdjrn and many many more 🤍
Here’s to 2024 and making new friends, to learning and growing, and sharing more stories.
I am wishing you all a very Happy New Year 🤍
-Gi
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corrodedcoughin · 2 years
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steve starts carrying around a lighter when starts to get feelings for Eddie. he noticed that Eddie always forgets his own. Steve tells himself he can get away with it because he’s the ‘mom’ and looks after everyone, he’s just looking after the newest member of the group.
What he tries to keep secret from himself is that he lives for the times eddie forgets his lighter. in these moments Steve can let himself get close, cup his hand around the cigarette and sometimes Eddie’s own hand, trying to keep the flame going. He doesn’t have a problem with liking Eddie, he feels more alive than he has in months, feels like he’s coming back to himself with these desires to wine and dine The Eddie Munson.
What he’s worried about is scaring Eddie off. He’s got this wonderful, loud, hilarious, inexplicable boy in his life and Steve doesn’t think he’d manage without him now. So he bides his time, trying to see if he can collect enough evidence to prove to himself that turning on the Harrington charm won’t end in him losing a person he’s suddenly come to think of as home
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noctvrnal9999 · 3 months
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Y'kno what's the best feeling? Finally finding a community that I feel like I belong to. Even if I don't have many mutuals or people I talk to in private or whatever, just seeing people post and talk about shit I agree with is so fucking refreshing. And I mean this specifically for Ascended Astarion. Ever since I got the game I felt like 'spawn ending truthers" are a rabid gang of dogs who will tear you to shreds if you don't share their goodthink. And I was so frustrated.
For months I felt like people are being silenced for liking Ascended ending, I legitimately shut myself out of social media because I couldn't handle people telling me (indirectly) that how I feel and how I read this piece of media is wrong and I'm an awful person for it. It legitimately got me doubting my own trauma, just think how fucking wild that is.
And then... and then tumblr did its magic. And I found people to follow, I found people that agree with me, I found some mutuals and am finding more.
All I'm trying to say - AA fans, I see you, I love you, you're a found family, in a way, and after months of feeling miserable, after months of feeling that there's something wrong with me and how I see things... I feel good again, happy. So thank you all, for existing, for posting, reblogging, commenting, sharing thoughts, etc.
You are all so valid and appreciated.
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ectoplasmer · 1 year
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You know that saying about how moles and freckles are places where your soulmate liked to kiss you in your past life? Imagine your f/o taking every chance they get to kiss you on those exact spots. Having them sneak a quick peck to the area and seeing them smile to themselves against the skin before they pull away. Them kissing an area where there are a lot of marks over and over again, as if they’re trying to appreciate each and every one. Them grabbing your hand and lifting it to their lips to kiss any spots there, or having them roll up your sleeve to peck any marks, having them sit in front of you to kiss any along your legs… just your f/o making sure you know they love kissing you on those specific spots <3
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cookiepie111 · 2 months
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There's something about the safety of Simons' arms that couldn't compare. The firm, steady arm around you always grounds you, keeps you in place from spiralling. You know, no matter how bad a fight or day you've had, he's still there, and he still cares
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