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#seriously he is a sweetheart
darth-memes · 1 year
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You know, sometimes you go through the Internet and it seems that most of the Star Wars fans actively hate the saga just for the sake of hating it and drama is the only thing going on in the fandom. And it can get pretty tiresome.
Then, there are days when your six-year-old cousin, recognizes the Rebellion symbol in your jacket and comes running to talk to you about his BB-8 knee pads and how he can't wait to see The Return of the Jedi for the first time. And how much they love Grogu and if you will send them a picture when you finish building your Lego X-Wing. And all seems right again.
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hitlikehammers · 2 months
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Starring Steve Harrington in a Leading Role as 'Mom Husband Disappointed in YOU PERSONALLY'
rating: teen tags: future fic, established relationship, Eddie commits a capital offense, bitchy Steve strikes again, Eddie loves him so much, married steddie, rockstar husbands ✨for @hbyrde36 at my BIRTHDAY MONTH PROMPT FEST for the prompt: “I assume I deserve this, but can you tell me why you want to kill me this time?”
One look is all it really takes.
As in: Eddie doesn’t have to do more than pulls his key from the lock, kick the door closed behind him, open his mouth to spill his usual litany of adorations, multiple at least tenfold for the uncommon days—plural, two whole days—spent apart from his husband, from his beloved, from less his other half and more his entire whole, the soul and breath of him, the rhythm-maker of his heart entire, his—
Eddie gets so far as turning to start on spilling all the love he’s had to bottle up because Steve wasn’t next to him for a whole 63 hours, and voicemails are fine, phone calls are nice, texts are a gift from god but also the bane of his existence because they’re starting to pretend—as in, the wider-world-of-they—but they’re starting to pretend they’re sufficient, that they’re enough and, and…
Fucking never.
But Eddie’s been gone—label negotiations, shit they were digging their heels on being in person for no goddamn reason, as proven by the actual days in person—and now, as he takes in his husband at the island, sat on one of the bar stools, those legs danged low and crossed at the ankles, the fucking socks on him tantalizing, good goddamn, but he’s leans back from the waist and those…those arms. Crossed over his chest.
That’s never meant anything other than judgement. Than what the kids used to term Mom’s disappointed in you personally.
Except Steve is his partner. His til-death-do-us-part-and-then-some. And…
Oh. Oh, he’s got his glasses on when he’s not working—Eddie scans the countertop for papers, nothing obvious—which only enhances the effect of the look; gives it a whole new dimension of accusation as he looks over the tops of the frames and lets his gaze fucking…just sear into Eddie. Uncompromising. No mercy.
Eddie will not try to pretend his doesn’t fucking gulp, the violent motion of his throat around it undoubtedly obvious: but Steve doesn’t budge. Doesn’t grant him quarter.
Fuck. Right. Okay.
Diffusion tactics.
“I assume I deserve this,” Eddie starts, pitches the words to land gentle because, well, they’re honest. Steve’s a fucking drama queen, absolutely: but it’s never been without his reasons, and Eddie loves him with his everything, right, so he respects his reasons.
Even when they’re fucking absurd.
But there’s no evidence here yet either way, about the what, about the cause of the sheer fucking inferno blazing in those eyes, the venom that Eddie can almost taste in the air that seeps from his lips for just breathing, that could probably land a death blow on its own when he actually deigns to speak, and so: yeah.
Eddie does assume he deserves it, one way or another. Because Steve loves him with his everything, too, like for like and then some, both ways and all ways. So he doesn’t react quite like this; doesn’t pull this sort of shit lightly.
“But” and he’s still picking his way through the minefield, takes only the barest step closer palms open near his hips, plaintive-like as he…yeah, kinda he pleads:
“Can you tell me why you want to kill me this time?”
Steve—okay, so, in any other circumstance: the sounds Steve makes, the guttural fucking growl that rumbles from his chest: that’d be hot as shit.
In fact it’s still hot as shit, but: not the time. Because those eyes are still…like, third-degree-burn to the touch.
“You lied.”
Eddie blinks, because…he hears Steve’s words. They’re very simple, and very clear.
But they’re nonsensical.
“What?”
“You lied to me.” And then Steve’s grabbing something behind him, flinging it closer to where Eddie stands at the end of the island and oh, okay, a magazine and—
Oh. Oh.
Okay.
A magazine with Eddie on the front with some…
Wait.
“Stevie,” and Eddie’s not gonna be placating, he’s not going to be evasive or dismissive—Steve knows the other party hanging off Eddie in the photo, it’s Lance, the band’s media intern who has a not-so-secret infatuation with Steve of all people, and is about to be replace by a kid, Marvin maybe, in his senior year in PR and media studies who, honestly, Eddie suspects may have an even bigger infatuation with his husband, but that’s not a concern for right now; the concern for right now is that Steve’s looking at Eddie, glancing every half-second toward the photo again and looking…somewhere between enraged and betrayed.
And it’s so fucking sour in Eddie’s chest, god: he needs to fix it. He’s just, he’s got to fic it but—
He doesn’t know what the hell it even is.
“Baby, I would never, not ever lie to you. And you know Lance,” Eddie tries to point out soothing, rational, no hint of patronizing because he wouldn’t, he would never, especially not like this.
Steve’s scowl just depends, and he taps hard enough on the page to leave an indent, to score a line with his nail.
Right. Okay.
“Stevie—“
“You,” and Steve leans toward the far side, grabs something out of view before he points the something at Eddie almost threateningly:
“Lied.”
“Steve,” and Eddie’s eyeing the instrument leveled at him carefully before he notes what it actually is: a pen.
A red pen and oh. His Stevie. Always the consummate educator.
And Steve does the growling thing again, probably because Eddie’s face goes lax, all soft and shit in the face of Steve being all competent in his profession in the small, sweet ways that pop up all the time, that Eddie loves so deep, so hard, but then Steve’s scribbling and oh, it’s one of the fancy pens, more like a marker that’s bright against the magazine gloss and he’s circling, he’s making arrows, there’s no rhyme or reason—
“Lies!” Steve declares, definitive as he throws down the pen and shoves the marked-up photo toward Eddie so it’s skids across the island, so Eddie has to catch it, and he squint a second, tries to make sense of what’s circled over and again and—
“You fucking promised me,” and Steve…yeah.
Steve sounds like Mom’s disappointed in him personally to a fucking T.
But so much worse again: because this is his husband.
“I did—“
“No!” Steve cuts him off; “no more bullshit,” and oh, fuck, Eddie knows it’s serious, that word’s got a premium still in their household, and then Steve’s leaning closer pointing forcefully at the image, at the red-ringed offenders:
“That,” Steve snarls; “is fucking frizz, Edward,” and Steve looks up at him, again, some combination of livid and offended on principle; “why did I even bother to pack you the conditioner that you swore to me you’d use—“
“I did, Stevie!” Eddie protests, pleads for leniancy; “I did, I swear, my bag got delayed the first night, it was only that first night that I showered without it,” and fuck, how’d they even get that photo, how the fuck did it get to print and in Steve’s hands even, how—
“You cannot maintain your curl pattern without proper maintenance,” Steve grits through clenched teeth and yes, yes: Eddie knows. He’s learned, and learned again, and learned some more, for…for years.
He kinda loves it. But he’ll never love making his husband sad. So, because he’s skilled on his feet, he tries for a compromise. A Hail-Mary, in sports ball speak—or he thinks that’s the right thing to call it.
“Maybe you can salvage it,” Eddie proposes, damn-near begs, and yeah, yes: he means that wholehearted, too; “maybe we can go upstairs and you can save it?”
And Eddie’s not even trying to make his eyes big, knows Steve’s largely immune unless he chooses not to be, but his eyes are stinging for how wade they’re stretched, and he holds the gaze, stares pitifully at Steve, pleads so hard, and then—
Steve smacks Eddie’s forearm with the rolled-up magazine and makes to leave the room; Eddie just stands, a little frozen, a little bewildered, until—
“Well, get your ass up here,” he hears from the staircase; “you better hope I can work miracles, dipshit, else your photocalls are gonna be stringy and sad all goddamn week.”
And Eddie grins because like: he knows his husband—and the man himself is already kind of a miracle.
So miracle working is kinda his area of expertise.
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bookworm-2000 · 4 months
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The only reason Rick made Jason pass out so much was because he either didn’t know how to write him or because he was too scared to write him.
Change my mind.
And before people say, ‘why on earth would he be scared?’ Look at almost everyone’s reaction to someone who should’ve been canonically stronger than the main character.
The fandom lost their shit over Jason, about how he was just ‘competition’ for Percy and how he was so boring and bland, but did they not get the hints of this boys backstory??
He was literally raised by an army of teens after being abandoned by his mother and (he thought) his sister. When he finally reconnected with his sister, she was closer with Percy and Annabeth than she was with him!
I personally don’t think Jason did have any resentment for Percy either but if he did, I also think it would have been 100% justified.
Reasons?
Like I said, Thalia being closer with Percy than him. Plus everybody just loving Percy for being Percy, while as soon as Jason went missing, CJ replaced him like he was nothing.
I think some people hate Jason for how he treated Reyna as well, but Jason never got all his memories back! He barely remembered anything about his past! And Reyna literally replaced him as soon as she could! I’m not talking about Percy being made Praetor! I’m talking about how she literally made a move on Percy! This shows that Reyna never really cared about Jason, at least not romantically!
But Rick just didn’t expand enough on Jason’s backstory. He went into so much detail for everyone else (besides Piper but that’s a whole different thing because really besides her dad ‘ignoring’ her, what the fuck else did she go through?) but not Jason. And he set it up for such an impactful, trauma inducing background and did nothing with it??
What the fuck, Rick? What the fuck?
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the way that bow listened to entrapta talk about how he and his group presumed her to be dead without going back to check and instead abandoned her, and her other friend sent her to a deadly island to rot and die, and his only response was “you should try to be a better friend” is insane actually.
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goatcheesecak3 · 4 months
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No bc Eric Matthews was so real for beating the shit out of John, if Daniel was my son I would do the same thing.
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frnkiebby · 4 months
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scraggly beautiful man~🎃
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yonglixx · 1 year
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Felix's side job, massage therapist😂 hope he's getting paid🥲
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sonderrealization · 26 days
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my dearest sent me a box of goodies which had a plushie he made for me :') so I decided to draw a human version of the little guy ♥️
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aphantimes · 7 months
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do you ever think about how telling it is that knuckles can still trust others after being betrayed by the first person he ever met, the first friend he ever had, the first voice he'd ever heard after over a decade of being alone? how even after being used and manipulated and having the most important object in his life taken before his very eyes, he still has room for trust and forgiveness and second chances?
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Just in case you shouldn’t have already cried enough after last night's episode:
In the German version, Joel calls Ellie my angel when they hug 😭🤍
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franeridan · 5 months
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I really wish yamato had gone with luffy and I love that he asked to be considered a crewmate anyway and that luffy told him he'd always have a place on the sunny so I a hundred percent consider him a mugiwara but in my ideal one piece where the war ended differently and ace is still alive yamato is his. like obviously ace is dead and he hadn't been a captain for a while before then anyway, but in my ideal one piece yamato belongs to him. he's a spades. he's ace's crewmate first and foremost.
#the way yamato talks about ace is so wonderful to me so beautiful#the certainty he had in ace being the one who'd spearhead the new age rivals the trust the mugiwaras have in luffy#the only reason he wants to be on luffy's crew is cause ace told him so much about luffy he decided if it wasn't ace it had to be luffy the#i have this thing in my brain that if the asl brothers had all actually become captains and stayed so#there's a whole bunch of luffy's allies that would have actually been split between them#like i mean the only reason why they're with luffy is that cause he's the closest thing but#had ace and sabo gotten there first some of them would have aligned more with them than with luffy#like take vivi for example she's DEFINITELY nakama and no one will take that from her#but are you seriously telling me had sabo had his own crew he wouldn't have managed to actually steal her away#some of the royals and nobles luffy befriended are so sabo coded they'd have joined his crew in a heartbeat had he had one#same with ace there's a bunch of mugiwara allies that are so ace coded he'd have swept them away so easily.....#no but that's not even it with yamato#like that's just me letting my brain go but with yamato it's like#on paper#dude saw the new king in ace he'd have followed him to the end of every sea had he been able to#had ace gotten there when he knew haki already......#no yamatos definitely aces ace just lent him to luffy thats the hill I'll die on#on a side note i just read that one part where marco remembers ace whining that he wanted to go back to yamato#and i had forgotten that he smiles and cries at the memory#one hit ko a million hp lost i want to die what the hell marco my love marco my sweetheart 😭😭😭😭😭#oh i love marco so much......#i always loved him unreasonably even before the war when he'd barely done anything but the more oda writes about him#the more my love grows no one gets it he makes me so sad he deserves so much more my man my sweet 😭😭#izo too........he gets there like “are you ready to die” “I've survived enough already” IZO MY LOVE 😭😭😭😭#the wb pirates make me so sad man..... but marco and izo a million times more than anyone else sob sob they deserve better#sorry but i just had someone very angry abt what i said re vivi in my inbox so let me explain that#it was an exaggeration i wasn't being literal with it#no i do think understand specific circumstances it might have been true but i was exaggerating nontheless#very sorry the truth is i forget people actually read what i write m(._.)m#but also why be angry in my inbox I'm not even tagging these posts just unfollow me man
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epickiya722 · 1 year
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I love how Deku doesn't even try to sit there and talk things out. He's just like "we can talk, but just know I am very angry and we're gonna have to fight while we still have a conversation".
MULTITASKING!!
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sparrowstarsandsorrow · 4 months
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I'm so pissed with how this bloke treated John in this scene. He's the damn authority, yet He didn't need to push him about like that. Especially when he hadn't done anything.
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yeswevegotavideo · 9 months
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Just saw somebody call Gabriel a himbo as if being a sweetheart isn't a fucking core requirement of himbohood.
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juhollamago · 5 months
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reporter: You got a call to play for the national team at EHT. How did you celebrate it? Arttu Hyry: I was home alone playing video games when I got the call so I just put the game back on.
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candyheartedchy · 1 year
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Just remembered the one episode of Spo.ngeBob where he wakes up and discovers that he is the only one in Bikini Bottom only to find out that everyone actually left to get away from him and I’m
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