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powderblueblood · 5 months
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No.16: “if you don’t take care of yourself, then i will.” for Steve please
SENTENCE PROMPT TIME BABY
content warning: i don't actually know where this fits, but it feels a little conman!steve if you squint. there also might be a cum joke if you squint but i'm not sayin nothin for sure. mostly fluffy, a little sultry. hope you enjoy, nonny!
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"One, two, cha-cha-cha, three, four, cha-cha-cha."
Steve's nose is nestled right behind your ear, his large palm resting right in the square of your back. He had descended on your place in a haze of low-voiced I wanted to see what you were up tos about an hour ago. You, for your part, had been elbow-deep in paperwork. Grad school won't apply for itself.
He took one look at your bloodshot eyes, bleary and half-closed from squinting at type and fixed you a Manhattan. Or as close as he could get to a Manhattan with your limited liquor supply-- which actually just ended up being an Old Fashioned, because who the hell keeps sweet vermouth on hand? But however he did it, however he shook it or stirred it, it was the best thing you'd let coat your tongue in ages.
Well. Since the last time you'd seen him.
The man knows a flavor profile.
One drink down, and you were sufficiently distracted enough from your pursuit of further learning that you let him convince you he could teach you how to dance. Despite your two left feet. Despite insisting you just have to finish one last thing. Despite not entirely understanding why he's here.
"Why are you here?" you murmur over his murmured instructions, feet only barely tripping over one another. You hadn't expected your voice to sound so sleepy.
You can feel his lips curl into a smile, right against your neck. A shock of warmth runs under your skin, so pronounced and pleasurable you swear he can feel it.
"To make sure you don't work too hard," he says, movements slowing to a sway. Good. That took a little less brainpower-- not that you had much to spare.
"'m not working hard enough, actually," you counter, eyelids drooping as his mouth presses ever closer to your skin. God, if he'd just pucker up, he'd be kissing you there, but Steve likes to linger. Likes to draw it out. Likes to make you ask.
"Bags under your eyes beg to differ."
"Hey--" you start, just as he reigns his neck back. You almost shiver from the absence of him. His gaze on you is heavy lidded, close and comfortable yet you crave him closer still.
"You are beautiful," he puts the point on, "but you are exhausted."
"I-- I am exhausted."
Steve runs his finger along your hairline; it's a gesture so intimate, given how little time you've known one another. Anyone else and you'd be wary, but he seems... genuine. An open book. No ulterior motive that you could possibly think of.
"And if you don't take care of yourself," he whispers, and before you know it, he's walking you backwards-- a languid step or two through your tiny apartment, towards your bedroom, "I will."
Nose to nose with him, you sigh. It's all you can manage, competing with the sensation of his hands on your hips, his breath warm on your mouth.
"Would you like that?" he asks, stopping against your doorframe. Steve's eyes have darkened some; he lobbies the ball into your court, so to speak. Say the word, and I'll go. Let you brew a pot of black coffee and get back to it.
He always gives you a chance to walk away.
You wonder why that is.
But he is, and you never thought this could be true of a person, irresistible.
Your hands, eager hands, rub over his shoulders. Your lips, eager lips, don't dare kiss him first. But God, you want to.
"Yes," you say, a whisper so high and fleeting that he'd miss it if he didn't catch it in his own mouth, "Yes, I'd like that."
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greelin · 6 months
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this is going to have me on my hands and knees dry heaving
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jonnywaistcoat · 3 months
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I low-key love the fact that sci-fi has so conditioned us to expect to be hanging out with a bunch of cool space aliens, that legitimate, actual scientists keep proposing the most bizarre, three-blunts-into-the-rotation "theories" to explain the fact we're not.
Some of my favourites include:
Zoo Theory: What if there are loads of aliens out there, but they're not talking to us because of the Prime Directive from Star Trek? (Or because they're doing experiments on us???)
Dark Forest Theory: What if there are loads of aliens out there, but they all hate us and each other so they're all just waiting with a shotgun pointed at the door, ready to open fire on anything that moves?
Planetarium Theory: What if there's at least one alien with mastery over light and matter that's just making it seem to us that the universe is empty to us as, like, a joke?
Berserker Theory: What if there were loads of aliens, but one of them made infinite killer robots that murdered everyone and are coming for us next?!!
Like, the universe is at least 13,700,000,000 years old and 46,000,000,000 light years big. We have had the ability to transmit and receive signals for, what, 100 years, and our signals have so far travelled 200 light years?
The fact is biological life almost certainly has, does, or will develop elsewhere in the universe, and it's not impossible that a tiny amount of it has, does, or will develop in a way that we would understand as "intelligent". But, like, we're realistically never going to know because of the scale of the things involved.
So I'm proposing my own hypothesis. I call it the "Fool in a Field" hypothesis. It goes like this:
Humanity is a guy standing in the middle of a field at midnight. It's pitch black, he can't move, and he's been standing there for ages. He's just had the thought to swing his arms. He swings one of his arms, once, and does not hit another person. "Oh no!" He says. "Robots have killed them all!"
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nori-kakyoin · 2 months
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megan thee stallion wearing a bruno bucciarati inspired dress the the crunchyroll anime awards
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flouryhedgehog · 4 months
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Turning off the reblogs on this. At the time I wrote it, it felt like what I needed to say. There's not as much activity on the post now, but when there is, I feel...sort of hollow. We're so far past the point where this even means anything.
Y'all remember "cops aren't supposed to kill guilty people, either", right?
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to die beneath the rubble of their homes.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be shot with expanding bullets that cause massive tissue damage leading to amputation.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to have their flesh burned away with white phosphorous.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve their fishing boats blown up.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to see their husbands and fathers executed in front of them along evacuation routes.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve an anonymous phone call threatening to destroy their lives and families.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be detained for years without charges.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be tortured, starved, and sexually assaulted in prison.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be deprived of water.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve their olive trees to be uprooted while they look on.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve sixteen years of blockade.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be prevented from traveling for lifesaving medical care.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve this genocide.
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evidently-endless · 13 days
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i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.
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whats-this-mustelid · 8 months
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I just think that 'animals are living intelligent creatures that have feelings and deserve to be respected' and 'when done properly farming is beneficial to both people and animals and there's nothing wrong with raising and killing animals for food, clothing, and other products' are concepts that very much can and should coexist
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taahko · 2 months
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chilchuck voice alcohol never killed anyone except my dad and that has nothing to do with me. i have no plans to change my lifestyle whatsoever
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spamton · 1 month
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i accidentally napped and had a dream (nightmare?) where a new update for stardew valley released where everything was the same except on a random day in year 3 Evelyn would just straight up die. There was a whole cutscene that started in her house where she collapsed, and then transitioned over to the hospital where Harvey gave George and Alex the worst news of their lives. However, they got to speak to her where she said something along the lines of "Yoba will protect me, and I am sure he will let me watch over you."
Alex and George would not talk to the player for more than a few words for a full season after this event. George would spend most of his time in the bedroom, so if you had less than 2 hearts with him, you could barely ever speak to him.
And Alex... oh my god, poor Alex. If you were married to him during this event, he just stayed in bed all day. Otherwise, if single, he would just stand on the beach most of the time, staring off into the ocean. If you tried to interact with him, it would just say "Alex is grieving... Better leave him be."
There was also other NPC dialogue like mayor Lewis saying "I haven't seen the community in this state of mourning since your grandfather passed..."
there was also a glitch where you could make Evelyn live forever and there were entire guides for the "immortal Evelyn glitch" that got patched out in the next update. If you tried to perform the glitch after the patch, mr. Qi would tell you that "hey, it happens to all of us. We can't prevent it, and neither can you, no matter how hard you try."
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krafterwrites · 5 months
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I've been crying laughing from this for the last 5 minutes
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mr-malumm · 3 months
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Caught spying on his hate boyfriend
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utilitycaster · 3 months
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I should note, I hate the soulmates "we would fall in love in every universe" trope for the aforementioned "where's the tension and interest and really anything worthwhile" reasons. However, "we would find each other in every universe" fucking rips. We would interact meaningfully in every universe but sometimes we are lovers and sometimes we are friends and sometimes we are bitter enemies and sometimes we'd simply both be in the same HOA.
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sunshowermess · 3 months
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LOOK AT THIS! His mouth is stitched shut with magic! I am like 90% sure he literally Cannot talk about his deal or disappearance even if he wanted to!
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time-lady-the-sage · 3 months
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Guys
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They built him a whole new radio tower to come home to. They knew his dramatic ass was just off licking his wounds.
Charlie: We should have a nice room ready for Alastor when he gets back!
Lucifer: Ughh, fine. Just put it on the opposite end from me
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hometoursandotherstuff · 10 months
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randomgirlyoudontknow · 8 months
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love is stored in the fictional couple i’ve gotten overly invested in
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