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ohgoomi · 1 year

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toruyak-ki · 3 months

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#🍮🥄#kpop icons #kpop carrd #messy locs #short locs #bts icons #kpop headers #cute kaomojis #kaoemoji #cute bios #cute symbols #symbols bios #simple bios #simple layouts #messy layouts #kpop moodboard #kaomoji

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basementstalker · 5 months

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*leaves a pretty rock on your window sill* *flits away in the form of a baby crow*

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Mwahahahahahahahah, ANOTHER one for the collection

#basementstalker asks #I also collect interesting looking rocks #🍮 🥄 anon #if you meant the emojis to be an anon tag

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gabbycatmilk-art · 2 years

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Cat Sugar Crumbs /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\ 🎀🍮🥄

#my art <3 #oc art #🍮🎀🥄

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baenuit · 2 months

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coquette symbols collection

✿ ֹ ∗ ִ ★ 𓈒 ◌ ❀ ㅤ۫ㅤ♡ . ✶⠀𓈒⠀⠀𓏸⠀ 𓇼 ׅ ܔ ֺ 㞫 ࣭ ︵͡ ⁺ 人 𝅄 ׁ ˳ 🎹 ˖ ׁ ⁩ 𖣠 ⠀ֵ⠀⠀෧ ⠀ ?̸⠀⠀ ೀ⠀ 〹 ׅ ۟ . 술

𝟐𝟐ㅤ﹏ㅤ ꐦ ֹ ᮫ ֹ 🤲🏻 ꪆ୧ ✴︎ ㅤ︒ㅤ۪ㅤㅤ⬭ㅤ* ✵ㅤ ִ ⩇⩇⠀ ݁ ⠀ ⁀✧ ֗ ๑ ✦ ㅤ҉ ⠀ ᳙ ꜜ 我　 🥄　⏎ ˚ㅤִ ‌ ୨୧ ᘒ ˖˙ ᰋㅤㅤ ℍ ۫ ˖ 🥛 ݂ ʾʾ ੭ꠥ ⪩ ⪨ㅤ . 𓂋⠀ ׅ ⠀♡𝅼 ⠀ ⏜͡︵ㅤׅㅤׄㅤ ☆゙ ۫ 𝆹₍ 𔘓 ₎ㅤ𝆬 ට 💭 ㅤׅㅤ ✩︶︶‌ ก ࣪ ۪ ✣ ⠀۪⠀ ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁⠀ ㅊ♡⠀ׅ ⠀ ⟡ ⌢ ꒰੭ . 𓈒 𔘓 𔓘 掁 💕 ╰ ヰ ׂ 𖣯 ࣪ ꗃ ִ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ᘞ ㅤ◌ ㅤ𝆬ㅤㅤ˓˓ㅤ ꕤㅤ۪ ㅤ៸៸ㅤ☆ ⃞‌𝆬 യㅤ𓈒ㅤ𑁯 ◌⃝ ⏜⃞ ♡ ˙ ㅤ𓈒 ᜊㅤ👻 ᭸‌꛱ ׁ 𝆹 ͜͡✿͜͡ ｡ ˚ ︶︶✩ㅤ𖠗. ꒰୨ ୧꒱ㅤ☁️ ◞ ♡̶ 𓂃 𝆯 ᨒ ‹3 💤 ৫ ⌗ ☘︎ ׁׁ 𓏹 ﹙﹠﹚ ִ 🍣 ノ⠀ ㅋ ⠀֥ ⠀ ᯙ̷⠀៰ ˚⠀𐂯 . 𐚱⠀⁕ `⠀ 𝁼 ⁰ ⠀៹ ㅤׄㅤ ✿ . 𓆱 𖦹 ۪ ࣪ 𐑥 ୨୧ 🥛 ࣪ ׅ 言ㅤׄㅤ﹨ㅤ ⠀ᘞ⠀ ⠀۪ㅤ ♡ㅤ . .ㅤ🥨⃝⠀⠀

⏜⃞♡⠀ ᕱᕱㅤ۫⠀◦⠀✂️ ⠀៰ ˚ㅤꔫㅤ🍈 ࣪ 𖣂 𓈒 ៰៰

≠̲͞ ⠀⠀🥘⠀⠀Ꮺ ⠀𝅄⠀ֹ⠀ 𒄬 % ִ ㅤׄ͜✧ׅ͡ㅤ ࣪ 🏵️ 𓆪 ㅤεїз 𑇗ㅤ 삶 ੭୧ ۫ 𝅄 𑁍 ۪ ☆̲ ㅤׅㅤ 🪐 ㅤ˚ㅤ ♡ᰍ ૮꒱

★ ࣪˖ ⌕ ♪⠀ꕆ⠀𝇄 𝇃 ⠀𝅄⠀ֹ⠀ᄎ ♡ ⃞ છ۪ ㅤ۫ ⾆ㅤ𓈒 𓄹♡ ㅤᕬ ᕬ 𝅄 𑄻𑄾ㅤ۫ㅤㅤིྀㅤ𝅄 🗑️ ㅤ** ㅤ۫ㅤ𝟺𝟺𝟺ㅤㅋㅋ ׁ 〃

✯ ⠀⠀⃞✦ ⠀ׅ⠀ׅ⠀ׅ⠀ ＼⠀ 𑁤 . 🧠 ᰨ ㅤ🍎♡︎ㅤㅤ% ೀㅤㅤ۫ㅤ⠀꒰੭ ﾟ ࿙⃛͜࿚⃛ ͡๑ ㅤⳊⳊ ㅤ🎹 . ᨦ ㅤ❀⃝ㅤ ͡✦ !?

‎ レ ꒱꒱ㅤ🥛 ㅤ۪ㅤֺㅤ :¨·.·¨: ㅤ🌸̶̫ㅤ࣭୨ৎㅤ:𝙳ㅤ🍣⃞﹗ ຊ ㉶

☏̸̷ ఎ⠀𓈒 ⠀𝇈⃝🛁⠀𝆬⠀ ᜊ゙ 🧺 ⭒ ۪ ﹪ ׅ╰╮ ׅ ✩̸ ׄ ﹝🍜 ﹞ 𓈒 ☾ㅤֺ𝆬ㅤ◠ ੭ 𔓕 🌊 ‧₊˚ ✩ . ̊͟͞ ᳤ ✩᳣ ۪ ᯤ

ᨳ᭬ ✨ ˚ 𝆹 ᭝♡ 코코넛 𔓗 🌙 ｡ㅤ𝆬ㅤ ִ ◎ ᜨ 🌱 𔘓

🦢̼ ☆ ࣪ ִ ◌⃘ 🩹̼ ▭ֹ▭ׅ▭ֹ▭ׅ ✰ 。 ✿𝆬 キ 𝓟 !

💥̸⃞ 𓇬 🫂̲ਓ ִ 𖠁 私の ‧₊˚ 𔒛⠀𓈒⠀⠀𓏸⠀🐚 𑇢 ㅤ۫ㅤ𑰁

♥︎ ꒪ㅤ𝅄ㅤ🝱 ﹠. 〷 ࣭ ౾ ✧ 𝅄 ׁ 〾⻉ 𝅄 ᬛ 𐔌 ۪ ֹ 𐓯 ᩙ . ᰔ Քlѳwer ⠀ઈઉ ⠀ֵ⠀ ᭞᭞᭞ 𐓡 ׄ ά. ꔛ ֍ ٜ ℳ ְ 𝟢𝟢 𑇛 🪸 仓 ▞ 𝚈 ’ જ 🏻 ©

#̲#̲ㅤׂㅤ🌍ㅤ:ㅤ𝟭𝟭𝟭ㅤׅㅤ🖖🏻ㅤ˚ㅤ⌒ 𔘓 형.⠀ᨒ 🛏️⃞ **

★⃝͜͡ ֹ 🎮 ׅ 𝐋𝐎̸⃞̷𝐕͡𝐄 ⌯ ׅ ᯥ̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸ 𓂅̸ « 𔒅 ׅ ♡̶ 🧇 𓄦 𝙲.

🍽️̶ . Ꮺ ࣭ 📮̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̸̷̷̷̷̷ 𔔢̷̷̷̷̷̷̷̷̷̷ ✿ 𓈒 # ׅ ⊦ 🧭 ࣪ ▩ 🌷것

ꐑꐑ. 高 ↱ ֺ ♟️̷̷̷ 𐀔 ׅ 𖦹 ࣪ 🏮 𓈃 🧂 % : ꀯ ♡ 🏯

交 ๋࣭ 🏐 🜲 ♡𝆬 ★ 🧻 𖥉 ⿻ ⏲ ⩉⩉ ⎯⎯꯭ׁ⎯꯭⎯꯭ׁ⎯ 𒀭

☆̲̅ ⠀ׅ⠀🤞🏻 ᘞ̸ ⠀ׁ⠀ 🍡⃞ ֹ ָ֢ 🦢⃝ ˙ ּ 🍮 ׂ ★̷ׁ͟͞⎯ ࣭ ⃘𓏸

𔘓'𝗌ㅤׂㅤ♡⠀৲⠀ 🥽 ﹫ 📞⠀＼⠀ ۪ ᪤ ♡͡. ꒱꒱ " ♡ "

⩨ ೕ ִ ᘏ 🜸 ฺ ა ໋ ҂ 𝄪 ▢ ⟀ 𔔀 ː ⑅ ཐིཋྀ

ಟ ִ ✽ 𓃉  ࣪ ⪨ ᵯ ִ © . ᘠ ✸ ֹ ✛ ִ 

𝟑𝟑̸ ֹ ɘ ִ 🏔️ ☆ 🛝ﾞ ࿚ 𓇼 ⁾⁾ 🪑 ¿ 🝱 ֹ 𔓐

˚ 📦 𖧧 ִ ✱ ࣪ ୨୧ ⸼ ࣪ 💤 ˖ ✿ 𓂂𓏸 യ 🧁 ᯓ 🐮 !!

৶ ׅ 𖥦 𓂃 ‰ 𖥔 𓆸 𖦆 ࣪ ˖ ⩩ ʚ ɞ 𖤐ㅤ𝅄ㅤ۫ 旗🍒ㅤ˚ㅤִㅤ○ㅤ달콤한 ︖﹖ ˒˓ ꩜ㅤ𔓕ㅤ🗯̼ ☘️ 𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡⊹

>< ៸៸ 🍏ㅤ৴ 𓈒ㅤ୨ৎㅤׂㅤchᧉrrⴗ ᓚᘏᗢㅤ۫ ★ ʚĭɞ

⨳ !! ⊹ ♡⃝ ㅤ۫ ㅤ+ ۫ ᕱᕱ 𝅄 ୧୧⠀ 𝟎꯭𝟎꯭𝟑 |꛱ ꛱͜ | u.

⬙ ۪ ☄︎ 🖖🏻 ｡ ˖ ❊ 🍢 (e) ∬ ﹒ ‿ ⌆

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digitalibelula · 2 months

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bios nd symbols ੯‧̀͡⬮

❀ 🪷🍈 甘味 ूੂ 🍮 ♡̵̼͓̥͒̾♡̵̼͓̥͒̾ 日曜日 ⬚͒

❀ ⬚ ⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒 ͒♥︎̼ ྀ 👚♥️ ͏ ͏ ͏͏🍵 ͏ ͏ ͏͏͏♡̩͙ ❀ ᭒⃜⃟

⬚͒ᅠ ूੂ*ᅠ●ᅠ ♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ᅠ🍮🧤ᅠ✟

‎♪ ҉ ✦ ❀ 𑣿 🖥️ 人月 📔🌸 ⣔

#⃞✧ 💻 ♡̼͓ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ 🌺 ♡̼ 𝜗𝜚 𓂂 ͜ᩘ🌱📦🥄 ⃞ྀ♥︎̼ ⬚͒

#symbols #bios #short bios #messy symbols #twitter bios #ig bios #random symbols #archive #símbolos #moodboard

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lachatalovematcha · 3 months

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゜ ˚ ✩𒁂 ・゜・ ♡𒁂 ・゜・ ♡𒁂 ・゜・ ♡

࣭۫ꪶ҂ꦿ◗ ▩ᤡꪳཷ۪۫ꦿ҂١ ▩ᤡꪳཷ۪۫ꦿ҂࣭⇴ ⟮ ۪✦๋᳝࣭ꪳ»⟯ ❪₊๋-࣭🎀❫

✾ ׅ : ᳝🎀 ۫ ᮫ ᘝ 𝆹 ํ 🌰Senpai ᳝ ?¡ ˚✶۪ ᮫ׄ𝆬⃝🍮🥄 𝅄ׄ ᗁ

゜ ˚ ✩𒁂 ・゜・ ♡𒁂 ・゜・ ♡𒁂 ・゜・ ♡

先輩、私とお茶しませんか？💕🌰🐾🕸🔪

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princessantisocial · 10 days

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୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩♡୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚🫧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁⋆⑅˚₊‧₊˚✩彡☆⌒(ゝ。∂)☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★๋࣭ ⭑⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･₊˚⊹♡₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.౨ৎ₊ ⊹˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚𖦹✧˖°.‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ೀ🍓🍰ㅤ/ᐠ - ˕ -マ🍥.𖥔 ݁ ˖૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗★₊˚⊹ ᰔ☆✮༘⋆꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒🎀ᐟᐟ☆🧁‹𝟹˚୨୧⋆｡˚⭐⟡🍅💫⋆｡° ✮🍮✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮⊹˚. ♡⋆｡˚-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆⩇⩇:⩇⩇🥞‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗🐾🥞🎀( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)⁭ ⁭໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹(๑>؂•̀๑)🐾🥞🎀ೀ 🍨 ‧ ˚ 🎀 ⊹˚. ♡🍮🦴ʚ🍓ɞ🎀🐾🍮🦴ʚ🍓ɞ🎀🐾୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆🍥 彡 ୧ ˚.୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆ೀ 🍨 ‧ ˚ 🎀 ⊹˚. ♡(๑>◡<๑)(๑>◡<๑)(๑>◡<๑)꒰୨୧꒱꒰୨୧꒱⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚。°˖ ʚ🍓ɞ ꒦꒷⩩🫀°•`^☆🦴.°`•🎀୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ ⋆˚🐾˖°🍰🌸⭐️⋆˚🐾˖°🐾🎀☆🍮🎀💢🎧☆(๑>◡<๑)୭♡ᵎᵎ 🍮🐇🎀🎧🌽🍫🐾🍭🌈🍟💤૮꒰ ˶ˊᗜˋ˶꒱ა🍮🎀 💛🐾🍟 🧁🎀🍭🍦🍥🍮🐹🍶💤🧷🥣👛🍊🌀🥄🥞💢🧁 💢🎀🩸👛🐼🐾☘💖♥️🍔🐹🍮🕷️💤🌀🍳🐱🐶☘🐎🍟🥄🍓🍭🌈🥣🪦🍓🍖🎒🍮🎸🥩🍥🌸🍧🍡💌🐾⭐꒰⑅ •̥ ꒳ •̥ ⑅꒱ ·° ୭ 🍮 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ᵎᵎ ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 🍮🍓🍭⭐💢ʚ🍓ɞ🎀🎀🐾🍮💕🐾. • 🎀🍰🐾 • .🍭🌳🍊🍔🐱🌽♦️🎨🌈

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hungwy · 1 year

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I need a place I can sit and eat food in a public space. Library doesnt liek food 🍓🍒🍎🍉🍑🍊🥭🍍🍌🍋🍈🍏🍐🥝🫒🫐🍇🥥🍅🌶️🫚🥕🍠🧅🌽🥦🥒🥬🫛🫑🥑🍆🧄🥔🫘🌰🥜🍞🫓🥐🥖🥯🧇🥞🍳🥚🧀🥓🥩🍗🍖🍔🌭🥪🥨🍟🍕🫔🌮🌯🥙🧆🥘🍝🥫🫕🥣🥗🍲🍛🍜🦪🦞🍣🍤🥡🍚🍱🥟🍢🍙🍘🍥🍡🥠🥮🍧🍨🍦🥧🍰🍮🎂🧁🍭🍬🍫🍩🍪🍯🧂🧈🍿🧊🫙🥤🧋🧃🥛🍼🍵☕🫖🧉🍺🍻🥂🍾🍷🥃🫗🍸🍹🍶🥢🍴🥄🔪🍽️

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horechattalove · 5 months

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🍮🌈ℳ𝒴 𝒩ℰ𝒲 ℬℒ𝒪𝒢🍟🎀 ◯ .🎀❫ ｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱⭐ఌ ʚ₊˚‧⊹ ·˚ ✿ ꒱(๑'ᴗ')ゞ‿︵〄﹝🪐 ࣪⠀. . ° ₊ · ✧ヽ· . °

🌈💕 ଘ♡ଓ @horechattalove follow me * ✧ ˚ · 🍓

。🎀 ୭ ॱ˖𓏲ּ . 🐛🥄 ࣳॱ˖𓏲ּ . ॱ˖𓏲ּ . ⊹🌷˖ *+ · 。 ꣸ ֺ ׅ ៹ɞ🌈ㅤ₍ ·♡ ₎ ݃ ㅤ ㅤ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍓 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ㅤ ҉ ✃ 🌻 ✃ 🌰 ✃ 🍮✃ 🌸🥞 ✃ 💕🌸。🎀 ୭ ॱ˖𓏲ּ . 🐛🥄 ࣳॱ˖𓏲ּ . ॱ˖𓏲ּ . ⊹🌷˖ *+ · 。 ꣸ ֺ ׅ ៹ɞ🌈ㅤ₍ ·♡ ₎ ݃ ㅤ ㅤ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍓 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ㅤ ҉ ✃ 🌻 ✃ 🌰 ✃ 🍮✃ 🌸🥞 ✃ 💕🌸 ֗ ִ ۫ 🌙ˑ ᳝ ࣪ 𓄹 ⊹ ᳝🌈 ࣪⠀. ֗ ִ ۫ 🌙ˑ ᳝ ࣪ 𓄹 ⊹ ᳝🪐 🍃 ֗ ִ ۫ 🌙ˑ ᳝ ࣪ 𓄹 ⊹ ᳝🌈 ࣪⠀. ֗ ִ ۫ 🌙ˑ ᳝ ࣪ 𓄹 ⊹ ᳝🪐 🍃

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

♡　　　　✩ ✧ ✩　　　　♡

♡ 　･*･ ∧_∧ ⊹ ∧_∧･*･　 ♡

♡　 '.　(｡･ω･)(･ω･｡)　'　♡

♡ 　'･|　つ♡と　|･' 　 ♡

‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - 🍓 - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵

@imiteeshon @lachatalovematcha.ﾟ(›⩊‹)ﾟ.ﾟ ☆

‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - 🐱 - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵

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hotluncheddie · 3 months

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an addition to this au with @scoops-aboy86 <3

condensed ver: office au, steve starts baking to try and impress eddie, it doesn’t work, because steve is too distracted by eddie to mention it’s his baking. but it’s okay because eddie is already impressed, and likes watching steve eat the random deserts more than trying them himself anyway.

so i had to write what happened at the end of their first date <3

wc: 3.6k | rated: E | tags: getting together, fluff, chubby steve, sweet gooey smut

ao3

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‘gonna just hit the bathroom and we can go, yeah?’ steve asks, standing and stretching his arms over his head until his shoulder pops. he feels pleasantly full and warm, comfortable after being in eddie’s space all evening. butterfly’s fluttering at eddie’s sweet determination to make steve feel looked after, friendly arguing over how to split the bill. (eddie putting more cash down but steve ensuring their waiter gets a nice tip.)

steve freezes, forgetting that he’d popped the button on his kind of too small jeans like, an hour ago. he sucks in and forces the button back closed, pulling and smoothing his yellow sweater back down over himself. giving his little shelf of stomach a pat.

he trails his eyes over their table; a couple beers each and steve’s vanilla drink, and around eight empty plates of appetisers and sides that eddie had ordered periodically thought the night. he’d said the food here was good and he was right, steve had tried all of it, finishing almost all of it. thinking he should take robin here so she can try the cheese fries. he enjoyed every bite.

‘i feel like i should be more embarrassed, but that food was really good.’ steve says.

‘nothin’ to be embarrassed about.’ eddie says ‘i ordered the food because i wanted you to try it, just glad you enjoyed it.’ he’s resting his head in his palm, looking up at steve with a lazy sort of adoration.

‘yeah?’ steve asks.

‘yeah.’ eddie smiles and stands and doesn’t touch steve but steps close, in his space, eyes roaming steve’s features, his face and hair and neck. catching on the peak of chest hair visible at his neckline. trailing over his chest and arms and stomach. eventually making it back to his eyes and steve knows his breathing has picked up. eddie’s eyes are hooded and dark. steve feels warmth through his bones.

‘i’ll just. bathroom’ steve says, voice quiet and gravely. he clears his throat. forces himself to swallow.

eddie’s smiles wide, pointy. steve feels his own flushed face split into a grin, the butterflies doubling. he nods once and walks backwards towards the bathroom, keeping his eyes on eddie’s mouth for as long as possible.

once he’s back, having checked and double checked his outfit in the mirror, because maybe he was a little embarrassed. eddie is slouched at the empty bar waiting for him.

‘i wanna make a joke about like, the button, getting into your pants, be all smooth and suave or whatever.’ eddie says, a little bit of a whine to his voice as though he really really did want to be smooth. ‘but, i’ve got nothin.’ he sighs

fuck it. ‘do you want to? get, in them, i mean?’ steve asks, running a hand through his hair, pretending it’s not shaking.

eddie’s smiles wide, a little shocked, almost shy, and nods. steve bites his lip, the butterflies tripling.

‘i’ll uh, just call us a cap? back to mine? steve asks, and eddie pulls a piece of wavy hair in front of his mouth. looking up at steve through his lashes. steve thinks he must have a guardian angel, sending this man to his office, letting him fill his eye-line.

steve uses the bars pay phone. gripping the receiver tight and having to turn away when he catches eddie’s eye, afraid his voice will come out strange from smiling too wide. has to contain his excitement as he rattles off the bars address. he feels giddy and well fed and he’s not had a night like this in, well, ever.

they stand apart from each other on the street outside the bar. steve by the curb, hands fisted in his jacket pocket. eddie leaning up against the bars brick wall, one foot up against it and he’s smoking. baring his neck to expel white tendrils up into the night sky, taking long slow drags so steve can see the veins on his hands, long fingers and big rings. steve can’t take his eyes off him. eddie smirks, like he caught him, like he knows. steve’s blood burns.

finally through the doors of steve’s little suburban home eddie stands close while steve locks and checks the door. eddie takes off his boots and steve helps him hang his jacket on the coat hooks, followed by his own, something swirling in the back of him mind. a ‘how nice’, a ‘maybe’, a ‘please’ and a scared little question. what if this was all the time? what if you just stayed?

steve puts his hands on eddie’s hips to brushes past, asking if he’d like a drink, getting himself a glass of water. eddie’s skin was so warm.

eddie steps though the house, hands behind his back, looking delighted and mischievous, like steve’s place is something interesting, something to care about. steve hides behind his glass.

eddie looks at the photos hung up around the walls. back facing steve, eddie says ‘it’s nice in here, cozy, like you.’ and steve can’t take it any longer. can’t take being apart from eddie any longer.

‘come on.’ he pulls at eddie’s arm, gently leading him to the couch. standing in front of it steve manoeuvres eddie’s hand up so he can compare them, his are bigger, they always are. steve sees eddie’s adams apple bob, he smiles, holds eddie’s hand in both of his and kisses each of his knuckles in turn. his skin is warm, smells like salt and cigarettes.

eddie tucks some of steve’s hair behind his ear to get his attention, hand gently cupping his jaw. ‘can i?’ he whispers, eyes so big and pretty, nervous and hungry.

steve’s nods slightly, looking all over eddie’s face, trying to drink in the moment, never forget it.

eddie’s lips quirk at the corners, like he’s exited, joyous, that he gets to kiss steve.

steve’s meeting him before eddie even moves, pushing their lips together, something sweet, something honey filled and gooey.

eddie switches angle, dives in deeper, it becomes wet and molten and creamy. steve’s hand in eddie’s hair, holding the back of his head, other hand still gripping eddie’s. mouths searching and sharing, fingers locked.

eventually eddie breaks the kiss, they’re both panting, coming up for air. steve closes his eyes for a moment, leaning his forehead against eddie’s. he can’t remember the last time he kissed someone. he doesn’t think it’s ever felt this good.

eddie moves slow, stepping back, sitting in the center of the couch. he pats his lap, tugging gently at their still joined hands.

steve hesitates a moment but straddles eddie, settling down on top of him as best he can in his tight jeans. the denim pulling at his thicker thighs, biting into his stomach like it was at the bar. but eddie rests his head back agains the cushions, looks up at steve with stars in his eyes, ‘so pretty stevie.’

and steve can’t help but kiss him.

eddie free hand moves to steve’s hip. something instinctive and embarrassed makes steve grab it, pausing it before it can splay over him fully. thinks about pushing him away, to hide, but then eddie pulls back slightly and steve sees the look in his eyes. the flash of sweet concern but also the foggy want and desire. deep, dark pupils eating up chocolate brown and all steve feels is want, wanted, whole.

‘you okay?’ eddie whispers, stealing air from steve’s own mouth.

‘yeah, yeah just um, been a while.’ steve admits feeling his cheeks flush. but eddie just smiles at him, in that sweet way he does all the time at work. he squeezes what he can of steves fingers, kind, reassuring.

steve feels that want bloom and flower in his chest, warmth dripping through all of his cracks and crevices.

he pushes eddie’s hand up under his sweater and eddie can definitely feel how his jeans waistband is digging in, creating a muffin top but steve doesn’t care. he kisses eddie and it’s feels good, slips his tongue into eddie mouth and it feels perfect.

eddie opens his mouth wider, moaning, letting steve in. squeezes a handful of steve’s side and steve can’t help but grind down against him and whine.

eddie grinds up, meeting him, their denim clad cocks both hard and straining. ‘it’s been a while for me too. so, i, it’s okay, if you wanna, ah, uh, if you wanna slow down.’ eddie says, in-between kisses.

steve does, but he doesn’t. he thinks tonight so far has been perfect and he really wants to touch eddie. wants to let himself do it. ‘wanna touch you, wanna keep kissing you and i want you to stay, stay the night with me. is that, is that okay?’ steve asks, breathless and desperate, insides flayed open, honest.

‘more than okay, that’s, ugh, fuck, sounds so perfect baby.’ eddie grits out, still squeezing steve’s side, head thrown back, pretty long neck on display.

‘say that again’ steve breaths, their hips haven’t stopped moving. steve’s eyes close tight, his skin on fire.

eddie moves the hand from steve’s hip to the side of his neck, pulling him down so they’re eye to eye, almost nose to nose. eddie sweeps his thumb over steve’s bottom lip, wiping the spit across his cheek. looks right in his eyes, right into his soul. ‘baby.’ he purrs.

steve feels his pupils blow, wet tip soaking his boxers. ‘fuck’ he keens. he needs to feel him, needs to know if eddie’s wet too.

steve pushes himself up using the back of the couch, going for smooth but he fumbles his footing slightly, starts giggling, flustered. but eddie just giggles too, sitting up and using their still joined hands to help stabilise. ‘c’mon pretty boy.’ steve says, giddy, and tugs eddie up once he’s found his footing, pulling him towards the stairs. swaying his hips a little more than normal as he climbs them.

eddie sits on the edge of the bed, looking around like he did downstairs, face open and curious. steve thinks he’s beautiful.

steve hesitates a second before undoing his fly and shimmying out of his jeans, kicking them aside. eddie let’s out the faintest little ‘oh’, almost wounded, and steve realised he’s looking at the indented red lines that have been left on his soft underbelly, where it’s been pushed up against his jeans waistband all evening. steve flushes and goes to cover himself but eddie takes his hands gently, pulling him forward so he’s standing between eddie’s thighs. eddie’s big dark eyes looking up at him before he dips forward and leaves the softest kiss over the indent right in the middle, where the button dug in the most. steve can’t look away, his breathing picking up slightly as he feels his gut churn with something he thinks could traverse all the way to his heart, could expand and grow into something like love.

‘need to touch you eddie.’ steve pleads, voice higher than normal.

‘yeah, yeah, course sweetheart.’ eddie’s voice is horse, affected, he lays a few more feathery kisses on steve’s stomach and the soft skin by his hip. ‘but take this off first for me, please baby.’ eddie released his soft grip on steve’s hands and slips his fingers just under the hem of steve’s sweater, rucking it up slightly higher on his belly and squeezing steve’s hips. the contact making steve close his eyes and shiver.

‘you don’t like my sweater?’ steve jokes, hands on eddie’s shoulders to keep his knees from turning to jelly.

‘it looks perfect on you. but steve, baby, i’ve been thinking about what you’ve got hiding under that button down for weeks, please don’t tease me any longer.’ and eddie sounds so desperate that steve believes him.

‘i was worried i was being too obvious, but fuck, i just couldn’t take my eyes off you.’ eddie murmurs and steve feels eddies wet kiss just below his belly button, nuzzling the soft skin and hairs. then eddie sinks his face into steve’s belly for real, dips his tongue into steve’s belly button and swirls. steve moans, he didn’t even know that could feel so good, that it was so sensitive, but it does, and it is.

steve pulls his sweater off, tossing it into the corner. hand moving back into eddie’s curls, pushing him in deeper, relishing in eddie’s muffled groan and the slick sounds of him sucking and biting. ‘you next eddie. your turn.’ steve tugs at eddie’s hair, pulling him away from his now glistening stomach. eddie’s mouth hangs open, he looks fucked out and glossy.

‘fuck.’ eddie croaks taking in steve’s now naked chest, eyes roaming quickly and greedily over steve’s chest hair, pecks and arms.

steve smiles, laughs a little. ‘you okay?’ he teases. but he’s happy, kind of awed.

‘yeah.’ eddie breathes, spacey and adorable. then he seems to come back to himself a little, blinking and blushing slightly. steve can see it where the tips of his ears stick out of his hair. ‘sorry if, ah, that was too much wasn’t it?’ teeth worrying pretty pick lips.

‘no no.’ steve laughs, earnest, because steve’s happy, feels divine. he pulls on eddie wrists, making him stand. ‘no worrying’ steve holds eddie’s face in his hands, soothes his thumbs over the soft skin below eddie’s eyes. ‘just, my turn now, kay?’ and steve kisses him, firm and deep.

steve’s lets his hands roam, sliding down eddis arms and up his sides before returning to his hips, thumbs stoking and dipping where hip, meets jeans, meets boxers. he steps in closer so they’re chest to chest and squeezes eddies ass. and oh, how eddie opens up for him. tongue hot and wet, hips flush and grinding, holding steve’s shoulders like he’s scared to float away.

steve slides his hands up eddie’s back, taking his shirt up with them. ‘off’ he says, their lips still connected. eddie steals one more peck before he steps back and steve gets to see all of his pale, tattooed chest for the first time.

‘oh.’ he says, amazed. he knew eddie had some. but, patches of eddie are covered with art. some spooky intricate things, some old with bleeding edges and steve can’t help but touch. tracing their lines and watching as goose bumps travel down eddie’s arms, nipples hard and pretty pink. steve traces them, tweaks them, smiling when he hears eddie’s faint gasp.

‘pretty.’ steve says. looking into eddie’s eyes. he wets his lips and lets his hand travel down, squeezing eddies cock through his jeans, relishing in the weight and warmth of it in his palm, through the denim.

slowly, eddie’s brings both of steve’s hands to the fly of his jeans. eyes dark and hungry. steve takes his time, popping the button, pulling the zipper down tooth by tooth, knuckles giving steady pressure to eddie’s length. once it’s open eddie pulls them down, boxers going too. deft fingers tugging at steve’s boxers, pulling them off, tossing it all aside. until they’re standing in front of each other, both completely naked, cocks hard and flushed red, pre pearling at the heads.

something about the feeling of air on his hard cock has steve pausing, sinking into his head a little. he really likes eddie, they’re doing this, it’s scary. he’s not, he hasn’t had feelings like this in a long time. it could really hurt, eddie could really hurt him, if it keeps going the way steve hopes.

steve’s been still and silent too long. ‘um, fuck, sorry, it really has been a long time and i ah, i don’t usually do this on a first date and uhm...’ steve says, trailing off, sucking in a shaky breath.

eddie steps forward and entwines his pinkie with steve’s finger. it’s such a comforting, tender gesture that something in steve melts. how lovely actually, that it’s been so long, but that he’s able to feel these things again.

‘hey.’ eddie’s voice is soft. ‘no worrying.’ his thumb strokes against the back of steve’s hand. ‘and me neither. i’ve, honestly had an embarrassingly small number of first dates. but, this one’s been perfect, even if it ends here.’ and eddie looks so happy, so earnest. steve steps forward and kisses the corner of his mouth.

eddie turns his head into it, capturing steve’s lips. coming together they groan as their lengths slide against each other. tongues entering mouths, spit slick and sloppy.

‘you wanna lay down?’ steve asks, taking a tentative hand and squeezing their cocks together as one.

eddie’s eyes close at the contact. ‘yeah. but, uh, i don’t think i’m gonna last long, sorry.’ he says, breathing deep through his nose.

another squeeze and steve let’s go, pulling eddie onto the bed with him. ‘good. me neither.’ steve lays on his side facing eddie, mirroring each other.

‘this okay?’ steve asks, taking them both in his palm again, collecting the pre from their tips and moving slow.

‘yeah, yeah, fuck, just.’ and eddie cards one of his hands through steve’s hair, moving closer, holding him firmly at the base of his skill, eddie’s hand squeezes and steve shivers. ‘hold on just.’ eddie grunts, taking steves hand away from their cocks to lick and solid wet stipe along it, bast to tip.

‘fuck’ steve pants, slide slick and smooth now. eddie gripping the back of his head still, other hand gravitating back to his hip. roaming that plush crease at his waist.

steve speeds up, grips tighter. eddie’s pushing their foreheads together, panting, sharing breath. steve knows he can’t last long, with eddie hard and thick against him.

‘fuck, fuck, stevie’ eddie whines, curing in on himself, pulling steve closer, hand moving to grab at steve’s peck, his shoulder, blunt nails against his neck. ‘baby, i’m close, i’m close.’

steve watches, enamoured, eddie’s eyes squeezed shut, mouth pretty pink and open. ‘me too, me too’ steve pants, doesn’t want to blink, speeds up his hand, twists their heads.

eddie throws his leg over steve’s thigh, gripping a handful of his peck again, twisting the hairs at the back of his head and steve comes with a shout. eddie squeezing his chest and pulling his hair through his own orgasm, rocking against steve’s cock, steve’s hand. the pleasure pain rolls through steve, down his legs and arms, making his mind go fuzzy blank.

panting, he nuzzled into eddie, nosing at his cheek. still moving his hand in a lazy grip.

‘baby.’ eddie moans, sounding spent and sleepy and loose.

steve doesn’t open his eyes, just kisses him. pushing his messy hand into eddie’s stomach, getting him to lay flat so steve can devour him. eddie letting him eat.

eventually the kisses turn into steve breathing in eddie’s skin, head tucked into his neck. half asleep but sticky.

he rolls off, holding his hand out in front of him, as if their combined cum isn’t also all over his chest. goes to the bathroom to wash his hands and wipe himself down, coming back in with tissue and a damp towel for eddie.

eddie has rolled into his side, eyes following steve coming over. his hair a mess of frizz around his head, face happy and sleepy and satiated. steve thinks he looks glorious.

steve likes the feeling of the quiet, the focus and attention he can take to cleaning eddie off, hands roaming over pale skin. he leaves a kiss to eddie’s sternum once he’s done, the moment feels reverent and deep, something warm shifting through steve again, solidifying within him.

sleep takes them quickly, a tangle of limbs and blankets, chased kisses and wondering fingertips. eddie sighing into steve’s embrace.

steve wakes to the sound of the radio, something a little heavier than his usual morning station. both sides of the bed are still warm and everything still smells like eddie. steve shoves his face in his pillow to stifle his grin. wants to squeal, wants to kick his legs and throw the widows of his heart open wide.

he makes a quick call to work, feigning sick and gets up to find sweats.

eddie is in the kitchen, sitting at the counter and leafing through a book. he’s humming and swinging his legs, steve can’t help but stare. eddie’s hairs still a mess but he’s picked up his boxers and steve’s sweater from last night. the collar is pulled to one side and shows off a peak of collarbone, the yellow complimenting his sleep flush cheeks. steve swallows, heat rushing through his belly, his jumper looks bigger on eddie, oversized and sweet.

eddie’s finally looks up at him but he looks pointy again, mischievous and magical, even with the pillow crease on his cheek. steve comes closer, he has to kiss him.

and eddie let’s him, humming sleepy and deep. but pulls away eventually, same face still on just now with kiss pink lips. ‘these cupcakes look like the ones from the office, and these cookies, and this cheesecake.’ eddie flicks to each one. ‘funny that, don’t you think? stevie baby.’ eddie says, pointing to a page in the book, leaning into steve’s space, eyes greedy and sparkling.

oops, busted. steve blushes, takes a moment to figure out how to explain what was his frankly insane plan to get eddie to talk to him through baked goods. he scratches the back of his neck, mind blank.

‘cant you make this?’ eddie asks, turning to the page for molten chocolate cakes and tapping it with long callused fingers.

steve just looks at him, silly pretty thing. ‘for.. breakfast?’ steve asks and eddie just nods, grin getting a touch more feral, eyes on steve’s mouth, hand sliding up under steve’s t-shirt and squeezing.

#hope u like it partner *tips cowboy hat*#i might get over my embarrassment and write and actual stuffing fic with these two and milkshake #but for now its just fluff #enjoy #steddie #steddie wg #office wg au #chubby steve harrington #hotlunch #my fic #pretty proud of this one #but also don't look at me #<3 #oh and #eddie munson is a sweetheart #if u even care

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bambicito · 4 months

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Hello, darling.

Could you recommend beads that you find aesthetically beautiful? 🍮 🥄

hi, of course (✿❛◡❛)❤ here are some of my favorite blogs which i find super aesthetically pleasing to scroll through:

@japnz @jazzitos @tookio @florietas @pupicito @strubiolos @aegsll @v6que @ojiito @bunytopia @dollienini @hechizadas @saizun @monliteur @baesol @chii-u @migatito @archivojapon @huranea @chicasullen @normalmentetriste @chocofck @coralcita @ultrar @giraisol @venuscaotico @mnzanitia @corjuro @aurruhada @impurecitas @nekitos

+ more (sorry for the tags btw)

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florvainilla · 4 months

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Hello, darling.

Could you recommend beads that you find aesthetically beautiful? 🍮 🥄

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esos son algunos de mis tumblrs favs y en los que me inspiro a hacer algunos mb 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

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