#having emotions

[ghosttotheparty]

eddie knows that steve’s house isn’t a home. that he doesn't really actually feel comfortable there, or safe. it makes eddie sad every time he's over, along with the lack of photos and art and personality that could make it a home. he still stays over fairly often, sleeps in steve's bed, makes coffee and breakfast in the kitchen, lounges on the sofa.

steve’s parents come back without warning one day and find eddie and steve kissing in the kitchen.

nothing scandalous or inappropriate or anything like that. they’re both smiling, leaning over their coffee cups to peck each other's lips, (and eddie thinks the harringtons have the worst timing in all of human existence, because this is the first time they’ve kissed today), but catherine claps her hand over her mouth like they walked in on them fucking on the dining table. steve barely reacts when they walk in. he just sips his coffee slowly.

walter tells him to leave. his voice is quiet and lethally calm, and steve does as he says. eddie follows.

steve moves in with eddie that day, into the apartment the government gave them after the trailer was destroyed. it’s small, only slightly bigger than the trailer was, with two bedrooms. steve stays overnight enough that he practically already lives there, but now eddie makes space in his drawers for steve’s clothes. it doesn’t take long for their clothes to combine.

steve is quiet for a while after moving in. he doesn’t say much, doesn’t really look into eddie’s or wayne’s eyes.

wayne comes close and hugs him when he starts to cry, murmuring that he’s home now, that everything was gonna be okay. steve falls asleep in his arms when he finally stops crying.

steve doesn’t say it, but eddie knows he feels like a burden. one more stomach to feed, one more load of laundry. even with the hush money, times are tough. especially when no one will hire eddie.

so eddie reminds him as often as he can that he’s home. that nothing he and wayne do for him are favours, or just them being nice. that they love him and want him safe and cared for. he wakes him up by pressing kisses across his face, and he watches sports games with him (and asks questions so he can actually follow along), and he remembers how he takes his coffee, and he tells him every chance he can that he loves him. even silently, squeezing his hand under tables in public.

he knows steve doesn’t really believe him. or at least, that it’s hard for steve to believe him. it wouldn’t be easy, not when his own parents never said the words, when they told him without a second thought to leave the house he grew up in. he knows that steve doesn’t quite feel at home in the apartment, that he feels like he doesn’t belong there.

even though eddie and wayne do everything they can to make him feel safe, to make him feel at home. wayne comes home one day with printed photographs that he got after talking to joyce. photos of steve with his friends, with eddie and robin and nancy and jonathan, with the kids. photos jonathan took of them during campaigns, during movie nights and parties at the harrington house. the photos go up on the walls in eddie and steve’s room.

(except one. it’s a photo of eddie and steve on the sofa in the wheeler basement, steve laying on eddie’s chest, looking up into his eyes, playing with the guitar pick on his chest, and eddie is smiling softly at him, his arm around his neck, his fingers in his hair. eddie doesn’t even remember what they were talking about, just that he felt warm and cosy and safe. the photo is on the fridge. it’s wayne’s favourite.)

it takes a while for steve to get comfortable at the apartment.

eddie gets to watch it happen. at first, steve sits stiffly on the sofa unless he’s with eddie. (he likes to lean into him.) but after a while he starts to pull his legs up onto the sofa as he watches games with wayne or movies with eddie, sitting cross-legged or pulling his knees to his chest. for a while he needs eddie’s help remembering where the dishes go in the kitchen, which cups go in which cabinet, which order wayne’s mugs go in on the shelves. but he eventually stops asking.

one day eddie comes home from band practice to find steve doing the dishes. he’s wearing one of wayne’s flannels.

he wears eddie’s clothes often enough. usually his t-shirts and sweaters when they haven’t done the laundry, but he’s never worn anything of wayne’s.

‘hey, baby.’

eddie is stuck in the doorway, the strap of his bag still between his fingers, and steve turns to look over his shoulder at him.

‘eds?’

‘hi,’ eddie says weakly, looking at him. the flannel is rolled up to his elbows, and when steve turns to look at him in concern, eddie sees that the flannel is hanging open to reveal one of eddie’s motörhead shirts.

‘hey,’ steve says, quickly shutting off the water and drying his hands before he comes over, holding eddie’s face as eddie’s eyes fill with tears. ‘did something happen? what’s wrong?’

‘no,’ eddie chokes, blinking tears out of his eyes and dropping his bag to the floor. steve wipes the tears away tenderly, kissing his lips softly. ‘i’m fine, stevie.’

‘why are you crying?’

‘’m just…’ he takes a sharp breath, reaching up to hold steve’s waist, pushing under the flannel and holding him tightly. ‘kinda like… overwhelmed? with how much i love you? and how— how happy i am?’

steve’s face softens.

‘baby,’ he breathes. eddie’s lip quivers. he slides his hands to grip the lapels of the flannel before he reaches to trace the scars around his neck. ‘i love you too.’

eddie pulls him into a hug, holding him tightly as he waits for his tears to stop. steve waits with him, playing with the ends of his curls, running a hand up and down his back. eddie is sniffling when he finally stops crying, and steve holds his face in his hands, wiping his cheeks and kissing him softly, over and over, until eddie is giggling, smelling the dish soap on his hands.

but eddie just starts crying again when steve says casually and easily and lightly, ‘do you know what time wayne is coming home?’

#home ✨ #having emotions #steddie #steddie ficlet #steddie oneshot #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington ficlet #eddie munson ficlet #stranger things #stranger things ficlet

[ziskeyt]

Am I crying over a Breath of the Wild mod??? Yes. @woulduknowmore just showed me this mod and she's improved my entire night, it's cleared my skin, it's given me back my hope and wonder and joy.

#loz #botw #breath of the wild #breath of the wild mod #i just gotta figure out how to mod this game #okay #this is fantastic and amazing and beautiful #and i am just #having EMOTIONS #hold on i edited it with the zoras domain cause i liked it better lol #and added image descriptions! forgot in my emotions sorry #trans link

[andoutofharm]

hey remember in january when they played iheartradio and they were like a week away from lftos coming out and joe wasnt there and we were all confused about why and worried and NOW THEY ARE ALL HERE PLAYING THE SONG TOGETHER

#HAVING EMOTIONS

[chicanedaze]

whatever else you have to say about this book idc idc this made me teary-eyed.

#the sun and the star #the sun and the star spoilers #tsats #tsats spoilers #solangelo #im JUST #ugh #idk #having emotions

[lead-paint-girliepop]

i cry at night, when i think of them.

every queer who came before. the things they endured "three pieces of women's clothing or two of men's" entrenched into the law so people like us could be dragged to prison and humiliated.

i'll never know what it's like but i can see the pain on them. it's easy to spot them in a crowd at pride.

i'll never know what it's like because they'd never want me to. because the fights they fought and what they went through was all so we never would again. i could never pay them back for that. They'd never ask me to

#mine #cw homophobia #cw police brutality #reading stone butch blues #having emotions

[deanwinchesterwebsite]

thinking about how dean can never go home. and neither can sam, anymore

#I. Am. #Having emotions

[patroclusdefencesquad]

battle cries // inkpot gods

#having Emotions #the amazing devil

[detentiontrack]

JSBDHDHDHSBDB AMPHIBA!!!!!!!!!

#having EMOTIONS

[jdotsodomite]

"i will come right back to you" charlie plssss

#having emotions #jaime watches pit babe

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

Choker by Twenty One Pilots Tim Drake song?

#i don't bother anyone... choking on the circumstance... seems like all I'm worth is what I'm able to withstand.... #having Emotions #i need to find some Not angsty songs for my batfam playlists tbh #like i already have teenagers by mcr on steph's bc it gives me her vibes and i think it's funny #dick's playlist has how it's going to be by gway so that's a good non-angsty one #but tim's is mostly angst. need to go through and find some more hopeful ones besides just fight song #Lu rambles #adventures in playlist making #tim drake

[havoc-warband]

plants photosynthesize chemical energy, right?

hc: sylvari photosynthesize magic.

1. they’re plants

2. elder dragons consume magic. it makes sense to produce minions that can produce magic For You

3. how do they glow??? bioluminescence is COOL as HECK don’t get me wrong but They Glow Because It’s Excess Magic Bleeding Out is Even Cooler to me personally in this instance

4. why does mordy’s mouth eat the ley energy islands. how did the ley energy islands get there? did it just always exist there and the mouth simply did not get around to its snack earlier (unlikely), does it exist there precisely as an Energy Booster Snack (i vibe with this one more tbh)? who put the islands there & what powers them? (i think. i think that there’s so much magic in that Particular Spot that it just Crystallizes into islands. it gets there through the Ley Lines. where does Ley Energy come from? many things INCLUDING OUR FAVOURITE LEAFY PLANT GUYS)

i don’t even care if these things are ingame canon anymore they’re now how things work For Me Personally. let magic just be an ambient force that science hasn’t advanced far enough to detect yet. let it be so goddamn intrinsic to the world of Tyria that it is genuinely hard for us non-tyrians to wrap our heads around. let it be alien and strange and beautiful and

#having emotions #havocwords #sylvari #guild wars 2 #feel free to pile on with actual canon things AND your own personal HCs #lacking hinge bc i have been working on an academic paper and i do NOT ENJOY IT

[volodymyrovychh]

being in love with your best friend and being too pussy to actually say anythinf about it is such an experience. like i CANNOT ruin what i already have with this boy but ohhh my heart aches for him

#pls help #gay pride #having emotions #pride month #!!!! #help me #hhsgdhh #what do i do #how do i even tag this #how does this app work #hey guys

[crabs-but-better]

i love my body i love myself i am actively making a home in this house i’ve been given. i can look at photos of myself and finally think to myself, “that’s me!!” I have the hair i want, the name i want- when my teacher comes through the drive through he says ‘hi Grey’ like it’s nothing- and so many people in my life get to witness this true happiness flourishing inside me as i explore being my true self and it’s so beautiful that i can take something that wasn’t mine and make it so, totally mine.

i have scars now. one from scraping my knee on the pavement, another from splitting my forehead when I was four, and one day I’ll have one more to add to the collection, one that represents not pain, but total joy and affirmation. i love my body, and though i cant always take care of her the way i should, she serves me well and makes sure i have a home to return to that’s warm and safe and mine. always mine.

#trans joy #there’s something soooo…something abt the way i choose to refer to my body as her. idk why it just feels right. it’s her in the way that #sailors call their ship that yknow? this is my vessel. #having emotions

[abasketofnothing]

yall sleeping on jonas renske

#thinking #having emotions

[pickleslice]

james warpath a character defined by his loss but also his kindness

#post xf 0 #having emotions

[sallyyyyyyyugh]

A blink.

Your heart and mine became one,

your feelings encroached on mine.

And what a surprise it was!

I could feel another soul's

misery.

#sadgirl #romance #poetry #feelings #short poem #sad poem #having emotions #the horror #listen hes sad and now im sad too and thats the first time i actuallt sympathized with someone- #so waves hands* u get the pic