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romanarose · 2 years
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Sunshine, Starlight, Sweetheart, Brightside Part 2
Steven Grant X Fem!OC
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Fic Summary: Steven meets Sam and they strike up a quick relationship, both kindhearted and loving, they fall fast. But both have a lot going on. Steven had Marc and Moon Knight, and Sam has mental health problems of her own. Slowly, Steven starts to put together pieces of her story as Sam starts to get to know Marc and Jake.
Chapter Summary: Short chapter, Sam and Steven go on their first date <3
Chapter 1 : Chapter 3
Steven Grant X OC, Marc Spector X OC
WARNINGS: Smut, fluff, angst, talk of self-harm, scars, depression, suicide, family issues, abuse, stalking, sexual assault (past and an attempt latter in the fic, not by the Moon Boys of course), canon typical violence. The OC has a lot of *eMoTiOnAl DaMaGe* so like it's heavy. But also, fluffy. Things will get smutty in a few chapters.
REBLOGS HELP A LOT!!
Marc is a bro, we stan a hype man
My AO3 is Romana_rose, my wattpad is Romana7Rose, so if you'd like to follow there, you can! I have one Han Solo/reader smut one shot, a Moon knight song fic, an ongoing Han Solo fic that is gonna be like 40 chapters, and now this
Can you catch the Schitts Creek reference in this chapter?
Call her, or I’m taking the body and calling her myself 
 Marc was chastising Steven through the mirror in the living room “Stop! I’m going to, I just don’t want to be weird. It’s weird to call the next day isn’t it?” Maybe normally, but you already told her about me and moon knight and she didn’t run away so I think we are a little past normal 
“What if I freak her out?” Steven, trust me. She won’t be freaked out. I think she’s really into you.
 “Okay. Okay. I’ll call her”
Steven about had a panic attack listening to the phone ring, the suspense was killing Marc. He was preparing to pick up the pieces.
“Hello?”
“Oh hello, it’s me, uh, it’s Steven”
“Steven with a V! This is a nice surprise!”
Steven and Marc both relaxed “Just Sam! Hi!”
“And I was just wondering if I had to get into another fight to get your attention or if I should just ask you on a date”
Steven panicked, the conversation took a turn he hadn’t rehearsed “Oh, well, I was rather hoping that I could take you on a date…”
Marc swore he heard Sam giggle. Ask what she’s doing tonight But it’s a monday. Just do it “What are you doing tonight?”
“I volunteer with Big Brother Big Sister and tonight is my day with my little sister, but I’m free tomorrow?.”
I can hear her smiling She volunteers? Christ, she’s not going to want to date me, she has no free time as it is just ask her “Would you like to go to dinner with me tomorrow? If you have homework or plans, it’s no big deal-”
“Steven I would love to! I’ll get all my homework done when the kids nap, perks of working at a play school. I’m off at 5, would you be able to come by around 6? I’m sorry if that's too early, I usually go to bed pretty early, if it’s too early maybe we can-”
“6 is perfect, are you sure tomorrow is okay? If you have to be up early, oh god and I kept you awake so late last night” Oh jesus christ, both of you.
“Okay, okay, maybe the Masala Zone? It has good reviews and people say it has lots of vegan options”
“Were you… were looking up vegan restaurants?”
“Uh… yeah, sorry is that weird? That was probably presumptuous of me huh.”
Oh for fucks sake shut up
“No no! I think it's very sweet, actually. Well, I’ll see you at six tomorrow?”
“See you at six, Steven”
The date went, as Steven told his fish later, swimmingly. Steven was head over heals and it seemed Sam felt the same. Normally, Steven would doubt everything he said and over think all her body language, but she seemed just as nervous as him. And she beamed at him, that’s what calmed Stevens fears. She never looked away from him other than nervously looking down at her food when she blushed, but her eyes didn’t wander. She even listened intently when he went on a long tangent about Egypt. It was a long, long tangent. But she continued to look at him like he was the most important person in the world. She even asked questions that showed she had been paying attention. 
When he walked her home, Marc was yelling at him to kiss her, but he couldn’t bring himself to make the first move. He would simply die if he tried to kiss her and she moved away. Or worse, she didn’t want to be kissed and he still kissed her. He wouldn’t be able to forgive himself for that. They got to her doorstep.
Steven took her hand in his and stepped closer “You look really, really beautiful tonight. I mean that.”
Sam dodged her eyes to the floor and smiled from one side of her mouth “Thank you. I think you look amazing.” She met his eyes again “You are very, very handsome” 
Now it was Stevens turn to blush. Kiss her, you idiot
Sam took another step closer and put a hand on his face. With a nervous smile, she moved closer and Steven wrapped a hand around her waist; He pulled her  close as they closed the gap. It was perfect, she was perfect. At first, he was worried that he would smudge her lipstick, but as she deepened the kiss he did too. Feeling bold (in no small part thanks to Marc’s goding), he pressed his tongue through her mouth that she opened to him, and pressed her against the wall of the building. 
Sam put a hand on his chest and Marc mentally thanked Marc for keeping them in shape, despite Steven never so much as running. Very, very, carefully, Steven moved a hand to the small of her back, there he kept it, not wanting to push her. He attempted to put every bit of this moment into his long term memory, he never wanted to forget the taste of her mouth or the feeling of her nails gently scraping along the hairline of his scalp. She gently tugged on his curls, and he inadvertently pulled her closer to him, wanting badly to be closer, free from the multiple layers of clothes required for the winter. He wanted to strip off every garment and tear into her, to feel her nails down his back like they were on his scalp.
When the kiss broke, Steven thought she might be the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life. 
“Thank you” he whispered
“For what?”
“I was beginning to think I would let this night end without kissing you” He pulled her in for a hug, and Sam thought she might burst into tears. He held her so gently, but with so much passion; it was a juxtaposition of feelings that he somehow worked together. 
“I’d invite you upstairs, but I have a test tomorrow. Can I see you later this week?”
“I would love that” Steven felt like his heart might explode. Despite the cold weather, he felt completely warm. As he walked down the street and almost felt like skipping, he felt like a child. You did it Stevie, you had a successful first date I suppose it was a second date, technically No, last night was hanging out, this was a date. And it went great. She’s beautiful Steven. Oh, isn’t she just stunning? Her hair is the prettiest shade of auburn I think possible. And it’s naturally curly too. You notice that? Today it looked like she straightened it and then curled it but last night it had that natural curl. I suppose that's the red hair. And her eyes are so blue I could look at them all day You were looking at them all day oh god, was I being weird? Don’t second guess yourself. She looked at you like you hung the stars. Relax. It went well. Why are you so supportive all of a sudden? Marc was quiet for a moment Come on, don’t stop talking now. She cares about you. She makes you happy. And that makes me happy. This could be good for both of us. I don’t want to just… take your life Marc. It’s your body, technically. Stop, no. Don’t even worry about that, I told you months ago I would leave you alone, and I haven't exactly done that. I just want you to be able to live your life. I don’t know why we still have the suit but I don’t want whatever is happening to interrupt your life. It’s our life, Marc. Maybe she wants to date both of us. Slow down there buddy, you’re not even her boyfriend yet, officially. Don’t get ahead of yourself. I think that ship sailed.
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Chapter 1 : Chapter 3
Thank you so much for reading!!
I'm adding this latter, trying to reformat to make it easier to read and I want to say thank you for al the support, I love Sam and her journey and I'm getting close to her stories climax and things are going to get rough for a minuet and going back and rereading the old chapters... oh man, Steven and Sam are just lil babies
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lgbtlunaverse · 7 months
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Nothing will dispell the "the curtains were just blue" myth faster than writing something yourself, because the amount of pretentious symbolism i am putting in my silly little fanfics is ridiculous. I mean SO much with these words, literally every single one of them. This fic has twenty five typos and zero correct uses of punctuation but if there's curtains you bet your ass I put thought into what colour they were.
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magnusbae · 10 months
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To illustrate this post by @mayahawkse I would like to visualize to you the difference:
A post in 2023:
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A post in 2014:
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A zoom out of the same post:
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This is what a community looks like.
See how in 2023 almost all of the reblogs come from the OP, from their few hours/days in the tag search. Meanwhile in 2014 the % of reblogs from OP is insignificant, because most of the reblogs come from the reblogs within the fandom, within the micro-communities formed there. You didn't need to rely on tags, or search, or being featured. Because the community took care of you, made sure to pass the work between themselves and onto their blog and exposed their followers to it. It kept works alive for years.
It's not JUST the reblog/like ratio that causing this issue, it's the type of interaction people have. They're content with scrolling and liking the search engine, instead of actually having a reblogging relationship with other blogs in their community.
Anyways, if you want to see more content you like, the only true way to make it happen is to reblog it. Likes do not forward content in no way but making OP feel nice. Reblogs on the other hand make content eternal. They make it relevant, they make it exist outside of a fickle tumblr search that hardly works on the best of days.
If you want more of something, reblog it.
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faunandfloraas · 4 months
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Honestly I think a lot of people who have never made a gif for tumblr don't get that it does actually take time and effort, its not just rip it from a video and post it- you have to download the video, in my case I have a video player installed that grabs continuous caps, figure out what parts you need, you have to open those in photoshop or gimp, depending on where you got photoshop you might be paying for it every month and then on top of that is actually sizing, cropping, colouring, sharpening, adding text, etc. etc. like it is something that takes time and effort for which the only real reward is creating something that makes you happy and hopefully people reblog it with a nice or funny tag, so maybe keep that in mind the next time you think gif makers are being mean or unfair for being upset about reposts. It is its own little artform that is fairly unique to this website, and that's a big aspect of why I have always loved tumblr, if all the gifmakers stopped posting things would be a lot more boring around here.
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dapper-lil-arts · 13 days
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You should read The Princess and the Peasant it's really good lol
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keferon · 3 months
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I’ve been thinking about the fact that Drift and Deadlock are actually the same person
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somnimagus · 6 months
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My page for @sheikahzine; about Impaz's duty to her village, empty of people and full of memories.
[id in alt text]
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starcurtain · 3 months
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Sometimes, I think about how much Alhaitham's entire adult life has been shaped by Kaveh and I just... have to sit down for a second.
Kaveh was Alhaitham's first, and, as far as we've been told, only friend until recently. At the very least, Kaveh was likely his only close friend throughout Alhaitham's entire schooling years, from teens into adulthood.
Alhaitham lives in the house he received for his work with Kaveh. The house Alhaitham lives in wouldn't even exist without Kaveh.
Alhaitham's ideology and behavior have been shaped by his diametric opposition to Kaveh's perspectives. He acts and thinks the way he does in part because of how their debating over years shaped how Alhaitham sees the world.
He's become an active part of a friend group almost entirely because of Kaveh. Alhaitham's story quest says that he didn't become particularly friendly with the rest of Sumeru's saviors even after they saved the archon, but now we see him hanging out with Cyno and Tighnari all the time because Kaveh was friends with them first and eased the way.
He even drinks a particular brand of coffee because he and Kaveh picked it together.
If you removed all trace of Kaveh from Alhaitham's life, virtually nothing would be the same. He wouldn't live where he does now. His house wouldn't look like it does inside at all. He very likely wouldn't have a single close friend. His ideology would probably be significantly more pragmatic and cold. Literally the only thing in Alhaitham's current life that hasn't been shaped in some way by Kaveh is Alhaitham's job. Which is... probably why work is Alhaitham's least favorite aspect of life.
Meanwhile, Kaveh is honest to archons over here wondering "What does Alhaitham even think about me?"
I don't know, buddy, probably that you're his whole world?
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ghost-bxrd · 6 months
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Prompt:
Jason hacks into Bruce’s comm when it becomes apparent that he cannot be trusted to keep his birds safe.
Whenever either Tim or Dick are in danger and Batman is nowhere in sight, Jason switches on his side of the audio line to provide mildly ominous commentary.
Bruce is sure his dead kid is haunting him.
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juniemunie · 2 months
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Its the kids turn!! ⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝
i put way too much effort in this
Don't worry they're still FAR from the conventional nuclear family lmao
PJ is by @/7goodangel
Gradient is by @/askcomboclub
Template by @/unu-nunu-art
Error and Fresh by @/loverofpiggies
Ink by @/comyet
Design notes under!
Design Notes for PJ:
-Error patches up the tears on his scarf! Very nice of him to do.
-All the art materials he has stashed on his belt are for food. He likes to snack on em often.
-Because of Error's..."tolerance" of him, he has more strings that he can use. He's got enough to form legs.
-Fresh gifts him magical ink durable Heely shoes! Instead of shedding footprints all over the place, he can instead heely/skate around and leave behind lines. He's creative on using it during battles. He would never admit it, but he appreciates the gift.
Design Notes for Gradient:
-I based his outfit off ye old web aesthetics like Cyber Grunge,,, I really liked the big pants look on him.
-I placed his scarf on his neck to match with his family, but also to match Template's scarf hehe, a little sign of his influence.
-You can't see it but his laptop bag has a ton of pins and merch of random dated internet references.
-His shoes looking old design Ink's shoes were complete accident but I liked it enough to keep anyway. Maybe Ink gave it to him and he spiced it up!
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alexassanart · 4 months
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favourite scenes from pacific rim 3 💙
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emkini · 1 year
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For Hearth and Home by @sword-and-stars has been giving me brainrot for the better part of a month
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faiell · 2 months
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inspired by a scene from 9 1/2 days by @magpiefngrl
‘Harry?’ Urgent, clipped vowels, insistent at his ear. A cool hand shook Harry's shoulder, hot breath played on his cheek, and the smell of lavender tickled his nose. Without thinking, Harry raised his head and pressed his face at the source of the lavender smell, inhaling deeply. Dawn’s fabric softener brought him slowly back to himself. He opened his eyes to see he had his nose buried in Draco’s shoulder.
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cashmoneyyysstuff · 2 months
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this is loosely based off of @emmyrosee 's messing with sukuna post bc i just love the idea of messing with your whiny baby dramatic boyfriend and i immediately thought about katsuki ! if you want this taken down lmk !
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katsuki is hilarious to mess with.
you've only been staring at him for about 5 seconds when he turns to you.
"whaddya want ?" he asks with a raised brow. you're still all smiles, resting your head into your palm
"nothing." you hum, he grumbles a bit but doesn't pay it any mind. until you keep staring. he's trying to focus on his phone but you can tell he's about to snap when he starts squinting at the device.
"what ?" he grumbles, red eyes narrow at your smile widening.
"nothing !"
"yn. don't fuck with me."
"i'm not !" you giggle " i'm just looking at you, am i not allowed to ?"
you know exactly what to say to fluster him without fail every time, it's something you're most proud of when you see the tips of his ears turn a light shade of pink.
"..no."
you snort "no ?"
"shaddup." he says through gritted teeth "so what, you're just lookin' at me ?"
"yeah." you shrug "i like lookin' at my pretty boyfriend." you prop your head against the couch and sigh dreamingly to sell the lovesick act. katsuki inhales through his nose, chest puffing like he's upset and he tsks, ears and cheeks beet red.
"weirdo." he scoffs, then grabs the back of your head to pull you in and press his lips to yours roughly.
you're both breathing heavy when you pull away. he looks at you, mouth slightly agape as he heaves lightly, eyeing you from your eyes to your lips. and then he huffs through his nose like a bull and roughly pulls you into in chest, causing you to release an 'oomph !' at the force when he flops down onto the couch, pulling you with him.
"m'not pretty." he mocks your voice and you huff a laugh into his collarbone. you wiggle around and your boyfriend loosens his hold a bit so you can look up at him.
"you so are !" you argue, he won't look at you but narrows his eyes at the tv he'd turned to to distract himself from your gaze.
"nah, that's you, babe." he switches through the channels "thought you said i was handsome last week."
"you can be pretty and handsome at the same time, the proof is right in front of me." you flirt, he looks at your from the corner of his eye and his mouth curls up like he smelled something nasty when you wink at him.
"gross."
"you're blushing~" you sing, closing your eyes and laying your head onto his chest, you sigh happily when he starts rubbing up and down your back instinctively.
"go to sleep. m'tired of listening to you." he pushes your head down into his chest jokingly and you giggle. you can't see the smirk growing on his face from where your being shoved into.
you wrestle out of his hold to look at him to see he's already staring at you, half smirk on his face and he scoffs at your expression, you huff through your nose and your smile widens.
"you love me." you whisper knowingly, katsuki takes the hand off of your back to pinch at your side and he snorts when you squeal.
"unfortunately."
you yelp when he wets his lips and he captures yours in a sloppy wet kiss.
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rafeandonlyrafe · 4 months
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orange peel theory (dark! and soft!rafe)
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words: 1k (about 500 words each)
warnings: name calling, suggestive
orange peel theory: girlfriends ask their boyfriend to peel an orange for them, as a test to see if they are willing to help with small tasks that the girlfriend can do herself
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you quickly set your phone in a discreet spot, already recording as you move back to your chair, pretending to be reading your book as rafe walks in.
“what are you doing?” rafe questions, looking at you with concern, not sure if he’s ever seen you read before.
“nothing.” you shake your head, shutting the book and setting it down, glancing at your phone to make sure it is still recording. “how was work?”
“fucking tiring. dealing with idiots all day.” rafe spits the words out before toeing his shoes off and leaving them in the center of the room.
“im sorry.” you pout, standing up as rafe takes a seat on the edge of the bed. you move to stand in between his thighs, pressing a kiss to his lips. he sighs with satisfaction, wrapping his hands around the back of your thighs, rubbing over them, tucking his fingertips under your shorts to feel your bare skin.
“can you get me an orange rafe? i’m craving one.” you move away from him, setting back on your chair to make sure you are centered in the camera.
rafe gives you a confused look but nods, mainly because he also needs to get a glass of water for himself. he re-enters the room, tossing the orange towards you, which you catch easily.
“thanks.” you smile as rafe takes a sip of water and then sets it on the nightstand. “can you peel it for me though babe?”
“what?” he questions, moving to kneel between your legs, an amused look on his face. “my stupid little slut not able to peel it on her own? too much of a baby?” “rafey.” you whine as he takes the orange out of your hand, unpeeling it and tossing the peel into the trash. he pulls a piece and then hovers it in front of your mouth.
“open up whore, i know how much you love to do that.” rafe taunts you before you lean forward, taking the slice of orange into your mouth and pulling it out of his fingers, letting the citrusy taste flood your mouth.
“you are so mean, this was supposed to be for tiktok.” you point out your phone, making rafe turn to look at the screen opened and recording.
“what?”
“for tiktok, its some trend about asking your boyfriend to peel an orange for you to see if he will do small tasks for you, and you totally failed!” you whine, stamping your feet on the ground in annoyance.
“but i peeled the orange for you.” rafe says with confusion.
“while also calling me a stupid whore!” you stand up, grabbing your phone and stopping the recording, knowing you won’t put it on tiktok.
“are you not my dumb little slut?” rafe asks, standing and stepping close to you, hovering over with his intimidating height.
“i mean i am, but-”
“exactly.” rafe cuts you off, pressing his lips against yours as he backs you up towards the bed.
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you quickly set your phone in a discreet spot, already recording as you move back to your chair, pretending to be reading your book as rafe walks in.
“hey baby.” rafe leans down and gives you a kiss on the top of your head, which you quickly tilt up to have him press a second one to your lips.
“how was work?” you ask, setting your book to the side, glancing at your phone to make sure its still recording.
“exhausting.” rafe sighs, rubbing his hand over his face, making you pout.
“im sorry bubs.” you comment as he sits down on the bed to take his work shoes off. 
“no big deal. how was your day?” rafe asks.
“good…” you shrug. you usually go into more detail, and rafe knows it, so he sits quietly, waiting for you to continue. “but i’m actually really hungry.” you blurt out, figuring you shouldn’t delay any longer as you look at your phone again, lucky that rafe doesn’t follow your line of sight.
“what are you hungry for? we can order delivery.” rafe knows you like to cook, but he also doesn’t force it on you, leaving the option to get takeout open whenever you are tired or simply don’t feel like cooking.
“i actually just want an orange.” you shrug.
“thats not really food, darling, but okay.” rafe stands, setting his shoes on the rack next to the door before heading out of the bedroom towards the kitchen.
you can’t help smiling at the camera as you wait, covering your mouth as rafe reenters, already knowing that he’s going to pass the test.
“here ya go.” rafe hands you a bowl instead of an orange, making your eyebrows scrunch together in confusion, before you take it and realize that the orange is already peeled and pulled apart, ready for you to enjoy.
“raaafe.” you whine.
“what?” rafe kneels down in front of your chair, placing his hands on your knees.
“i wanted a whole orange.” you complain, pouting your lower lip out as rafe looks at you in complete confusion.
“why, were you gonna eat the peel or something?” rafe laughs.
“no, its supposed to be a thing for tiktok.” you point towards your phone, which takes rafe a second to see from its hidden position. “you’re supposed to bring me an orange and i ask you to peel it to see if you’ll help me with a small task.”
“should i bring you back a whole orange then so you can ask?” rafe questions.
“no, i don’t even really want an orange to be honest.” you admit. rafe looks down into the bowl, taking a piece and putting it into his mouth, chewing it up. 
“what do you want then honey?”
“can you get me a banana?” you tilt your head to the side. rafe nods, grabbing the bowl from your lap before heading back to the kitchen.
you grab your phone and set it closer. “he’s just too good of a boyfriend.” you sigh as rafe comes back through the door, handing you a banana.
you smile at him in thanks, taking it out of his hand before he leans to press a kiss to your cheek, glancing at the camera, still recording when you realize how you can still test the theory.
“peel it for me babe?”
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dustybones · 1 month
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lil scene redraw from @tadpoleeater's fanfic
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